Well, at Least You Tried, Shiny Popplio

It’s not easy being Popplio. You don’t have feet, you likely can’t see past your party hat of a nose, and people hate you. But you know what, Popplio? The world would be less disappointed in you if this wasn’t your definition of shiny:

Popplio tried. It swapped out its bubbly blue neckerchief for the much more thrilling tones of muted tan. Its rubbery exterior blues just a half a shade harder, the shade of a million contingent bruises.

We tried to get scientific with this and make a comparative color swatch, but it just turned out to be a piece of abstract art, titled “Popplio’s Regret.”

Below is Figure 2, the starter Pokemon circle of life. It begins and ends with Popplio’s inadequacy.

While jewel-toned Rowlet and snowy Litten scurry into a future of acceptance, Popplio plants its burnt plum flipper in the ground and gazes into the void. The void gazes back. It says, “You tried, buddy. You tried.”