"Bahahahaha!" The combatant laughed, pointing a finger at the silent Toxtricity in front of him. "I'm sorry, I didn't know we were allowing lard balls into the arena now!"

The Toxtricity stayed silent. His tired eyes were unwavering in their stare.

"You ain't even a fightin', type, softy! Heck, you'd probably suck as an electric or poison type, too -- since yer so out of shape!"

More silence from the Toxtricity.

"Why not go back home to your little trainer, you pampered, pudgy, ball of paunch! What hope do you have of winning? What do you think you're gonna do anyway, punch me-?"

In a flash, the Toxtricity dashed forward, not allowing the combatant to react. With a swift hit to the ribs, the Toxtricity used drain punch, causing the combatant to fly backward out of the ring.

Toxtricity glowered down, seeing his opponent was defeated. He did not smile, nor did he snear. He merely walked away.

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Next part of my Pudgy Pokemon Poll was Toxtricity! Not gonna lie, he was a LOT of fun to draw! I'd love to draw him again sometime!

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