'Twas the week before stARCade, when all through the server
Not a person was chatting, not even an observer
Pokeballs were clipped to their belts with care
in hopes that victory would soon be theirs.
The Champion was sitting all smug on his throne
Hoping for a challinger with at least half a backbone
Evo watched Spreadsheets, and Dart watched data.
Dozer the GM was testing mechanics in beta.
When the air was calm, and the night was clear
A shooting stARCade signaled battles were near.
Champions would be crowned, records would shatter
For ARC could only crown a signle pokemon master.