Clover
neither simple, nor coherent.
MidnightSaboteur:
Your oxygen levels tumble down to the last 25%, as you manoeuvre the sub away from the aged fish. Hoping to get lucky and praying to Neptune, you scan the rocks and seaweed carefully. Very, carefully. A Male Omastar peeks out from a dark cave, producing a soft squelching sound as it observes you. Take it, or return to the surface and waste your last torpedo and hope that you get refunded?
Ha yes, gimme gimme. (Kinda forgot about this place :x)