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Dear readers, today you have the exclusive privilege of seeing me write under the influence of Lysol fumes (moving is a blast, you should definitely try it). It’s actually rather appropriate, as Torterra is one of the main characters of my exceedingly occasional daydreams of a Pokemon reality. In such voluntary hallucinations, I’m generally lounging beneath the boughs of a Torterra as it trundles from route to route (pic related).
One fluffy thing to note when using Torterra is that some Pokemon live their entire lives in the microcosm on its back. Therefore, a wild Torterra should never be alone, as it likely has a variety of smaller creatures that have made the beast into their home.
Ground STAB is always nice, but other than that, Torterra’s typing isn’t doing it any favors. It has the movepool and stats to be a consummate tank, but those common weaknesses and sparse resistances prevent it from being truly bulky. However, it does have a somewhat unique potential to be a ranged physical attacker, which is too fun to pass up.
Not all Torterra have idyllic forests on their back. Some have cactus-dotted deserts, frozen tundras, or magma-clogged volcanoes on their shells. Every year, a coven of Snorunt gather on a mountain peak to welcome in the winter. This year, they’ve chosen the towering peak of an icy Torterra, but they’re having quite a bit of trouble finding the wandering beast.
Most Pokemon who live on a Torterra’s back coexist peacefully, gathering food for the beast and fertilizing the lush wilderness on its shell. But one poor beast has been infested with Digletts, who burrow painful holes in its shell and have reduced its forest to a pile of upturned soil.
Torterra are popular modes of transportation for settlers. They can protect their riders from the dangers of a new frontier, easily ford most rivers, and can even sustain a small crop on its back. But when one family’s Torterra falls ill, they are trapped, helpless in an unknown wilderness.
I know, I misses yesterday - moving and all. To make it up to y’all, today will be a double feature - Audino in the evening!