"I'm composing a list of resident douchebags and I'd like to know more about this 'Ghetsis' I keep hearing about so I can warn others." Grovyle has arrived with his notebook and he's ready to start shit.
“You want a list o’ douchebags? Put this guy right near the top.” Ash was, frankly, a lot more bitter about this guy than he let on. Which was… Saying a lot.
But, talking shit was cathartic. No need to get angsty about it if he didn’t have to.
“You ever hear of Team Plasma? They were a gang who went around preaching for pokemon to be ‘liberated’ from people; that we only used you as tools, instead of being your friends, and that we should be separated altogether.”
The thought came out with spite; it nearly made him sick, everytime.
“I could almost get that, since the face of the group really did love pokemon, he just didn’t know what he was talking about. But, turns out, the head honcho was really this guy. He lied to the face of the group, to everyone in Team Plasma about doing the right thing for pokemon, just so everyone’d give up theirs. So, he could rule Unova without any competition!”
The worst of his personal sins, in Ash’s mind, made him seethe. But, out of respect for N, he shut his yap. “He doesn’t care about anything or anyone, but himself. Real vicious, heartless jerk. And, I’m not the quickest to be so harsh on people.”