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Falcon, Ostrich, Elephant As for pokemon, I think sunkern will sweep. Nevermind that it has a pitiful bst, sunkern has the gumption and the chutzpah to pull it off. Ignore speed-form deoxys for the 100m, they are obviously on some performance-enhancing drugs. Blaziken leaping a 30-story building isn't a pole-vault so it doesn't count. Barraskewda is swimming not kayaking, so that 100 knots top speed is worthless to them.
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Woo! I'm excited to win...or to lose. Either's fine by me. --------- I was not a very skilled body-hopper, so it was harder than you might expect for me to make my way among the athletes. I could only hop once or twice per day, so I had to find someone who already planned on going -- I didn't want to set something up very far in advance, and it might not have worked out anyway. But now I was in the general city of the Games; all I had to do was wait for the opening ceremonies. Watch for athletes leaving the arena for some street food or a bathroom break, make sure my current body was somewhere that'd be walked-by but wouldn't be seen-- a dumpster would work, though the smell started to get to me after an hour -- and then strike. Often I'd run into souls that could handle new bodies. It really screws up the area to have a string of disappearances -- well, of people that would be missed, that is, and that's definitely the case at the Olympics -- so I just give them a light shove on my way in. Push them in the general vicinity of the body I just left. If it works out, they've got a body to live in while I have my fun, and I put them back when I'm done using their identity. Usually. Sometimes I can't get a hold of them, and sometimes I get their body killed, which...well, that would be really awkward going to find them, you know? "Oh, hi, thanks for letting me steal your job and connections and all that. I'm done with it but I can't give it back. Really funny story, haha..." Could you imagine the embarrassment? No, when that happens, I just leave. They'll find out eventually anyway. But this time should be fine. It's just a few athletes; they're disciplined enough to have strong souls, and their bodies are resilient. I don't see a way I could be leaving a massive fiasco behind me this time. I shifted in my dumpster. Someone was walking by. Talking on the phone, not to "coach," no mention of "trainer," so this might not be an athlete. I strained my ears. "And the other contestants, they--" well, well, well. Only an hour and a half and I had an in. One jump out, grab the mind and reel myself in, toss the soul into the dumpster with the body I just left, and keep on walking. I made my excuses to whoever was on the phone -- "sorry, just saw something odd, I'll call you back" -- and checked myself for a team ID of some sort. Where was I supposed to be staying tonight? More importantly, what event was I going to be in?
