Gastly (ゴース Gōsu?, Ghos), called Spirit in the Beta versions of the English language versions of Pokémon Red and Blue, is made of a very thin, gas-like substance, which grants it certain powers and weaknesses. Some say it is an other-dimensional life-form, while others believe it is formed from toxic gas.
So ghost Pokemon aren't really ghosts of dead Pokemon, just ghost-like Pokemon.
Yes, I remember because you have to fight a ghost of a mother Marowak in one of the game.
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But the question remains!!!!
Do all pokemon turn into Gastly and Gengar and other ghost pokemon when they die?
ITT: Too much fucking Pokemon.
So ghost Pokemon aren't really ghosts of dead Pokemon, just ghost-like Pokemon.
Yes, I remember because you have to fight a ghost of a mother Marowak in one of the game.
MOSTACHOLI FOR DIN'
IT'S ONE OF MUH FAVES.
Thats better then saying "Mysterious gas type Pokemon"
A most majestic and brilliant sight, when seen through the eyes of peace.
Foreboding, to say the lease when caught in the gears of the machine.
With the world blindfolded by the lust for power, wealth and control.
A perfect game board is laid out for two divine powers, to manipulate the pawns into postion to carry out their conquest for global domination.
For you see, this world has many mysteries, and nothing is ever what it seems to be.
Every action starts with a thought,
Every thought comes from influence,
Every influence has its roots.
The world is either good or evil and this is where our story begins...
Covered and blinded by a blanket of little lives
False security has lulled the madness of this world into a slumber
Wake Up!
An eye is upon you
Staring straight down and keenly through,
Seeing all that you are and everything that you can never be
Yes, an eye is upon you, an eye ready to blink.
SO face forward, with arms wide open and mind reeling
Your future has arrived...Are you ready to go?
let her touch your penis.