The Game. WIP

*Dozing... Dozing off... Zzzz...*

"Wait... WHAT THE HECK, WHAT IS THIS? HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE?" screamed Zoa after waking up to find himself in a black leather chair on a glass stage.
"Welcome Zoa-boy! You've been randomly selected out of the 4 billion people in the world to be in our game show!" spoke a sharply dressed Asian man with a purple dotted bowtie. Apparently this guy was the show's host.
"H-How did I get here?" repeated Zoa, producing a little ruckus.
"*cough cough* Ehem?" whispered the show host to someone backstage.
An African woman with an afro the size of Shuckle walked out on stage in a flamboyant and exposing dress, she walked up to Zoa, bringing one of her arms up in the air, and smacking in the face...

Super-effective!

The huge audience stared at the dazed Zoa, murmuring curious tidbits about him.
"Is he okay?"
"What just happened?"
"???"

"Sorry folks, we just had a few tiny complications a moments ago. Now to our commercial break!" spoke the smiling host with sweat trickling down his forehead.
As the cameramen stopped the recording, Zoa saw the short sharply dressed Asian man thump down on the glass stage towards him.
"YOU THERE, apparently due to our dropping ratings, the studio has begun cutting from our budget. Now that we can't hire contestants, we've decided to kidnap you when we found you sleeping in an alleyway," muttered the Host.
"Isn't that illegal? It's kidna-" screamed Zoa.

*Budge*

"By the way, did I tell you that we've installed a new punish system to this seat just a weak ago. I'm not afraid to use it," smiled the Asian man. "If you don't follow up with this game show, say goodbye to you're very fine..." threatened the host.
"WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT, DID SOMETHING JUST GO UP MY... What sort of game show is this anyways?" interrupted Zoa.
"Oh nothing really, it's just a quiz where we ask you Pokemon questions. The prize is your very own-" quickly replied the host.
"YOUR VERY OWN WHAT," interupted Zoa.

*Budge*

"GAHH BUTTHURT," expressed Zoa under intense pain.
"Don't interrupt me again, I've got the button to this seat in my hands now. Anyways, the prize was going to be a Porygon - but now that you've become so rude to me... It's going to be a Cherubi," cheerfully said the host almost as if he were putting his words into song.
"Um... what can we do with a Cherubi?" questioned Zoa.
"Ehem..."
The afro'd woman comes back and smacks Zoa in the neck, silencing him and leaving a red mark around his windpipe.
The director announces, "We're back in 3... 2..."
"Hello folks! We're now back to the PokeQuiz Show! This guy over here is going to attempt to answer 10 questions, if he gets 3 questions wrong he'll! If he's able to finish every question, he'll be able to win the prize Pokemon... Cherubi!" said the host. "We'll now begin our first question for you!"

"What is the evolution of an Arbok?" asked the host with an eager tone.
"Err... there is no evolu-" answered Zoa awkwardly.
"WRONG"
*budge*
"The correct answer is Seviper, you're lil retard!" sung the host. "One question wrong! Now to the next question... What Pokemon is the best counter against Infernape?"