You look around cautiously. You're in a forrest, and in a tree, on a branch, high, high, high up. You cling to the branch with your life, and notice something as you embrace it. Your arms are green, and scaley. Nervously, you lift your hand to look at it, and you slip.
As you fall for through the air, you desperately force yourself to the tree, and stop. To your surprise, you've clung straight to the side of the tree. Slowly, and carefully, you climb down, your arms and legs securing themselves saftley with every step downwards.
"Woah, this is so cool!" You shout out, as you look over your body. You've been turned into a real live Treeko! You're a pokemon!
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