Live for the Moment: Chapter 5Live for the Moment: Chapter 54 years ago in Romance More Like This
White had never pedaled so hard in her life. Even though Accumula Park was only about a mile away from her house, she still pumped her feet relentlessly as she struggled to get there as fast as possible. She flew past the entrance, completely ignoring the shiny black truck in the parking lot and throwing her bike down as she ran to the swings. She came up to them from behind, spotting N's ponytail bobbing as he swung lowly.
"N!" she called out as she approached him. He didn't look, his body stiffening as he heard his name. He stopped swinging abruptly as and looked in the opposite direction as she sat on the swing next to him.
"Are you okay?" she asked, beginning to feel the moisture from her wet hair soaking into her pajama top. He nodded absently.
"Yeah..." mumbling, he began to draw a circle in the dirt with his foot, "Kind of."
"What do you mean, 'kind of'?" She placed a hesitant hand on his shoulder and he flinched, twisting his face farther away from her view.
"Why won't you look
FarewellIt wasn't until tears began to overflow my eyes that I realized I was crying, and I couldn't stop. There I stood in front of my greatest rival - or friend, or something else - blubbering like a complete idiot, failing to make an intelligible sentence. He looked at me concernedly, his hands hovering in the air, unsure what to do. He obviously had never comforted another human being before. "Hug me, damnit," I snapped, tired of his childish demeanor. His embrace was awkward, one hand reaching out at a time, until eventually his arms found their way to my back.Farewell4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Black...I have to go," he stated firmly.
"N-no you don't. You can s-stay here, with me," I managed to splutter out in between sobs.
"But my father-"
Nausea grew in my stomach; the thought of never seeing him again made me want to vomit. "Please N...don't do this," I pleaded, trying to cling on to some bit of hope that he wasn't about to disapp
Meant to be - 5th ShotMeant to be - 5th Shot4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Accidents and Togetherness?
Darkness surrounded them like a second skin and a bad feeling grew up in Touko, she couldn't describe. Maybe, because she always feared the darkness and the fact, that she was alone with N didn't make it better, because he seemed to like it.
»You did that on purpose, meanie!«, Touko whispered. She didn't want to scream, since the probability was high, that some sleeping monsters in this cave could wake up.
»Hehe, not really, but the fact, that it's so wonderful quiet, since Lyra is away is... awesome. When we're outta here, we should try to flee from her. She's annoying.« That had to be said! N didn't really care about her reaction and actually he was expecting more from Touko. She only walked further, her breath was just like before and no sign pointed to an explosion.
A long time passed by without any conversation between the two of them. Touko had already agreed to N internal, but she wouldn't ever say this out loud. That
Odds Against Us Ch8Odds Against Us Ch84 years ago in Romance More Like This
☆Odds Against Us☆
Part 8 - Deepening Affections
Outside of the Driftveil City Gym, Cheren and I turned to see Ghetsis, one of the Team Plasma Sages and the man who had Bianca's Pokémon stolen in Castelia. He also had at least a dozen other Plasma Grunts with him, and he leered at us. Clay, the Gym leader, growled, "What do y'all want?!" Looking at Clay with his robotic and normal eye, the Sage replied in his hypnotic voice, "I came for my fellow Sage and Plasmas."
Clay was outraged; "Like I'll just hand 'em over after all th' trouble they've caused! Get along, quit wasting your time!" He waved his hand diagonally in a slashing motion through the air, but Ghetsis didn't seem daunted. In fact, a cold smile began to appear on his face as he cooly said, "I am sure you are fully aware of Team Plasma's numbers; I could summon an overwhelming amount of support if you refuse to cooperate." Seeing Clay pale considerably, I gritted my teeth. Outnumbering a Gym leader is a cow
Human Experiences 8Human Experiences 84 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well, this is home," Touko said unenthusiastically as she and passed the welcome sign for Nuvema Town. As she and N stood in front of it, she read the newly repainted description of her home town. "'The start of something big.' Let's hope that's wrong today."
She trudged toward her house, knowing that everyone was already there waiting for them. She had texted Bianca that she and N would be there soon shortly after they had landed on Route One. N took in the quiet little town as they walked to her house.
"Your town is quaint," he said thoughtfully. "I haven't seen a single person since we got here. It must have been nice to have grown up in such a small community."
Touko snorted. "You'd think so."
N looked at her inquiringly, his curiosity peaked by her cryptic answer. "It wasn't?"
"I guess it wasn't that bad or anything," she said, sighing. She felt so melodramatic explaining her petty problems to someone who actually had a terrible childhood. "Ever
Human Experiences 9Human Experiences 94 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry you guys. I didn't mean to, er, interrupt " Bianca sputtered awkwardly, blush rising in her cheeks.
Touko, still slightly disheveled and flushed from her embrace with N, felt thoroughly humiliated. "You didn't interrupt anything," she mumbled feebly as she glared at the floor. Her denial felt flimsy even to her ears, especially considering that there was a man in her bed. Bianca looked at her skeptically, glancing at N, who was still unkempt from their embrace. She smiled at Touko knowingly and playfully bounced her eyebrows at her.
"Sure," she said devilishly. "So, were you kids playing Wii then?"
"Shut up, Bianca," Touko whined miserably. She hated feeling foolish.
"Oh, Touko, you're blushing!"
Touko groaned and let her face fall into her palms. "Sometimes, Bianca, I want to punch you," she grumbled. Bianca giggled and swatted her lightly with the large bag of clothes she had in her hands.
"Here's the clothes my dad said you could
Trainers - Life on the RunThe government proudly boasts that society throughout the Pokemon Nation is poverty-free, and that not a single individual has fallen below the poverty line in the last 10 years. This is due to the controlled economy and numerous employment, family and housing programs throughout the country.Trainers - Life on the Run4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, for hundreds of thousands of people, this popular fairytale is a far cry from the truth. In large cities, groups of people without establishment gather regularly. Many are young, and have been expelled from their school or place of employment. In Isshu, once someone has been expelled or fired, it is illegal to hire them.
But the remarkable thing about these rural and urban nomads who travel mainly on foot throughout the regions is that they are not failures in the eyes of society. They are pokémon trainers. Licensed pokémon trainers. Officially they are not jobless or homeless. Their occupation involves training pokémon, battling, and traveling. Their main objective as put
Infested"Mister, are we going to be safe here?" Rose asked me as we hid in a small abandoned warehouse near Solaceon.Infested4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Don't worry, we're safe here I'm sure of it." I sure hope we were, let's face it nobody was safe ever since that dreaded virus infected Sinnoh. It's been three days now but Hearthome is just a shadow of what it used to be.
Little Rose hugged her Happiny tightly,
"Hap Hap . . ." they were both afraid, well who wouldn't be after seeing your whole family get mauled by the things you once thought were your friends. I tried to separate Rose from her little friend, she made contact with the infected while trying to defend her master. She was a ticking time bomb, who knows when she'll turn on us.
I stood up from the old wooden chair and walked to one of the huge boxes and grabbed my Pokégear. I tuned it to the local news station. It was silent for a few seconds then only static came out.
"It's not working." so Sinnoh has been cut off from the outside world. Ros
A channel with no nameHad I not been going to Vancouver with a bunch of friends, I probably wouldn't have found this game, for I had lost it for so long that I didn't even remember owning it in the first place.A channel with no name3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I am talking about my pokemon channel game disc, the infamous game that had gotten tons of bad reviews and bad scoring on game boards, as well as being called "the worst Gamecube game ever made". As a kid, I couldn't care less about its game play, for just being able to see pokemons and interact with a pikachu was more than enough to make me happy and spend hours in front of the TV.
Within a few days only I had already unlocked just about everything that could be unlocked, and as thrilled as a kid can be, I had brought it over to a friend's house to brag about my accomplishments and watch the full Pichu Bros episode together.
It looked like I had taken my memory card out of the bag pretty quickly once back home, but forgot about the game. Later on my mom probably stored my bag in the living room's wa
Pokemon: False RubyFalse RubyPokemon: False Ruby4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That was it. I couldn't wait one more minute for Pokemon's fifth Generation, for Black and White, and for the grass-type starter I knew for a fact I would have to name "Smugleaf." Unfortunately, there were still a few months until the games' American release, and I would have to satisfy my need for hardcore Training with the Pokemon games I already had. Sighing, I tore into my case of DS and GBA games and immediately came face-to-cartridge with the first Pokemon game I had ever bought: Pokemon Ruby version.
Oh, the nostalgia. I had bought the game randomly as a child, wasting a month's allowance on a video game simply because it was named after my birthstone. Good thing it turned out to be a quality game as well; before long I was entirely caught up in the adventures of my Trainer, ANNA, (This was before I discovered pressing the select button would allow you to enter lowercase letters on the naming screen. I just assumed all characters had to have their name enti
624 Days and Counting- Ch. 6624 Days and Counting- Ch. 64 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I jumped at the sound of my mother opening the door. I checked the time. Five thirty, just as planned.
I turned over to N quickly, "Okay, N. You remember everything I said?"
He straightened up and saluted me, "Yes, Touko. Down to the very last word."
I punched my palm. "Good. We can do this, just act the way I told you to act, okay?"
After N's heartbreaking confession in the kitchen, I began to prep him on exactly how to act when my mother got home. If he was going to stay with me, then I had to convince my mom that it was a good idea. I gently grabbed his arm and led him over to the counter, where I had him sit down. I began to make my way to greet my mom when N grabbed my hand.
His touch sent chills through me. "Yeah?" I asked, turning my head towards him.
His eyes flickered to my hand as he caressed my palm with his thumb. I waited, flustered, for him to say something.
"Uh never mind." He muttered, looking away. I could see his face turning red.
The Berry GlitchThere once was a beautiful girl who would wear a red bandana.The Berry Glitch4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Such a beautiful girl she was.
She was the most favorite out of the five children for her personality and adventures. She defeated two villainous teams, rather than one, and would enter her little pocket monsters in contests, to see who's better than who.
Of course, you helped her with all of that.
I guarantee you forgot her though, what a shame.
She lived in her own universe, and so did you. She was the only friend you had, but then, times change.
You forgot her, like what you did to the previous three children, and soon the fourth, one by one. You made them suffer. Missing number, Celebi's egg. The Mystery Zone, and soon, Sky Drop.
But, she was the one that was the most angry, her frustration would make you more guilty than the boy with the red hat, for you doing this to her. She was the best, but the best must always fall, right?
One day, you were helping her pick berries, because she couldn't pick her own.
You and her we
Pokemon creepypasta - The Lavender Town SuicidesHello! I'm Elli and I'm 9 years old. I love looking for informations about interesting rumors and legends. Tomorrow is my 10th birthday and I love playing my Pokémon games. Tomorrow, on my birthday, I'll look for a very special rumor: Lavender Town Suicides or Lavender Town Syndrome. I don't believe in rumors become real and all the stuff, so I'll listen to that song tomorrow as a brithday present.Pokemon creepypasta - The Lavender Town Suicides3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finally! My birthday! I've become 10 years old. After presents, celebrating and all that I went to my room and turned on the PC. I've started the song. first I' ve noticed nothing improtant, but later I felt that dripped on my hands. I cleaned my nose and noticed that I had nosebleed. Nothing important. I stopped the song, because I suddenly had head aches. I went to bed, because it hurted like hell.
I really liked the song, but it made me feel sick and hurt... I listened to it again at the evening. This time my nose didn't bleed. The only thing was I felt followed... Followed by ghost.
Forever In Agony*AUTHOR NOTE: THIS IS NOT HOUNDOOM.Forever In Agony3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Dinner!" her mother called.
"Okay!" she called back. She giggled, selecting her Hydreigon. "Go Hydra, Flamethrower!" she said, selecting Flamethrower on the screen. She knew that Flamethrower was super effective, and she knew it would take down Alder's last Pokemon, Accelgor. Just as the flames started hitting the foe, she snapped her D.S shut, and bounded to the dinner table. She didn't know the consequences of her simple action.
Hydreigon's flames were hitting me, burning me, when the sky went dark. We knew the girl who commanded us had paused the game without shutting it off. But her timing was terrible, as the flames just kept flowing at me, and endless stream from Hydreigon's mouth. He tried to stop using Flamethrower, tried to shut his mouth, but the game was programmed so he couldn't. He looked at me, pity in his red gaze. Why couldn't this be over? Why?
Minutes seemed like hours, my body screamed with agony. It was tortur
Blessing of ThunderMarch 27, Monday. It was a dark cold night The wind howled a tune in which leaves danced to the chaotic symphony. Everything else was calm and sublime, but beyond the horizon a storm was brewing . . .Blessing of Thunder4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Would you please stop ringing already?!" I yelled at my cell phone sitting beside me on the passenger seat as I drove to a place called the "Abundant Shrine". It had already been a few hours since I left my post at Undella town but every 5 minutes or so the residents would call me to pick up the pace.
"Man talk about spoiled, a few hours without their TV and air conditioning they'd start going nuts!"
I sighed to myself as I kept my eyes on the road; it was a particularly peaceful night, not a cloud in the sky only the harvest moon and the stars kept me company, well besides my Pokémon who were sleeping inside their poke balls.
As I drew closer to the small town I noticed a few children near the boundaries of the route and their home, they seemed to be waiting for me. I drove past th
A Search for Paradise (1) ch.2A Search for Paradise (1) ch.23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"There's only one way to go home." I tell Ralts.
"Walking?" she asks.
"No, flying." Latios says.
"Flying? I don't know." she whimpers. If she's going to be with us, we fly a lot. She'll need to be less afraid of flying.
"We promise, neither of us would drop you, at any moment." I say cheerfully bending my neck down to her.
"If you say so." Ralts says getting ehr grip on my neck and hauling herself upright. I lift it up and turn to Latios. We exchange nods and take off the ground. I feel the grip on my neck tighten. She must be still terrified. I steady my flight on the wind currents. Now I'm just letting the wind carry me, I forgot how peaceful it is, having the wind do the flting for me, have it just carry me across the sky. Latios catches up to me and I point down to the river below. He nods and flies around to my othe side.
I'm diving towards the river until we're both just above the clear water. We center ourselves into the middle and dip our hands down, creating four glistening wa
Always cryingAlways CryingAlways crying3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This all started when I borrowed Pokémon Yellow from my friend. You see, I always wanted to play it. My favorite Pokémon is Pikachu. And I thought it would be so awesome to not only get all three starters in it BUT you get to have Pikachu as your starter! And that was even before I knew it actually said "Pika!" And "Pikachu" and was the voice of Pikachu! As soon as I played it, I fell in love! But anyway, this isn't about that. Heck really it isn't even about Pikachu. No. It's about a Pidgey. You see on my first play through, I actually about had a freak out and had to check Bulbapedia when I caught my first Pidgey and battled with it. Have you ever noticed the back sprites in Red Blue and Yellow look like there crying? That one long white line of pixels? Well with me being a creepypasta addict I thought it wasn't normal till I checked and saw it was. Well THAT was a relief for a time. So I beat it, and yes I did the Mew hack and all sorts of other stuff,
Tears of blueTears of BlueTears of blue4 years ago in Horror More Like This
My name is Latios, and yes, that is what I am as well. I am one of fastest pokemon in the Hoenn region, the other being my sister Latias. I have gone into many battles, and yet I am still a wild pokemon. I shall only allow a good trainer as swift as myself catch me.
I woke up early today, hoping to fly around a bit before the humans wake up. I left my cave only to find a Pelipper looking very serious. I could tell he wasn't from around here.
"Your sister Latias from the Kanto region has been obtained (we pokemon hate to use the word captured) by a young trainer and would like for you to come meet her." and with that he flew away.
After a long travel I entered the region of Kanto, only to find more trainers with more pokeballs. I managed to dodge all but one.
I felt a sharp pain as the item hit me and everything had become black. When I woke up, Latias was with me and a female trainer was looking at me. She was holding a pokeball- no, MY pokeball- that had a big letter M o
Creepypasta: Run...I'm running... Running for my life... Running until I reach my last bit of breath... But I can't stop, no matter what! Running... running... running...Creepypasta: Run...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, I guess you could say that's the start of the end... But if you want to know what happened before... then I guess "run" you'll just have to keep reading... Yes that's it, now you musn't ever stop reading until the end... For now that you've read this far, a terrible fate lies somewhere in your future... You must finish, to prevent this "run" terrible fate from happening... So go on... keep reading... if you "run" dare...
I was the average Pokemon loving fanatic teenage girl, that wanted to have "run" everything to do with Pokemon. I had to play every game, read every book, watch every show etc. I especially loved to read Pokepastas, probobly just "run" like you. Well... I never realised how dangerous reading these things "run" really were...
I probobly read one every night, and I'd always have a hard time sleeping. Mum and Dad wou
Black Awareness 2_Pokemon CreepypastaBLACK AWARENESS 2Black Awareness 2_Pokemon Creepypasta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I switched off the tv. I didn't care about the other news.
I was shaking. Tears started to flow from my eyes.
"I I can't believe it" I thought "Wh y .he DIED?"
I screamed. My mother tried to calm me, but I was too shocked to hear her.
My friend Kay died that Saturday. Nobody knows who's the murderer.
Some days later I met Kay's mother by chance in the street.
She asked me if I'd help her to bring a lot of shopping bags to home.
I accepted, also because I knew her too well I almost consider her my second mother .
"Thanks Nero for helping me."
She was smiling. But it was a melancholic smile.
When we reached her home, she asked me if I wanted something to drink.
I thought she wanted to talk about Kay, and so it was.
She was so sad, and me too.
I would prefer to evade the topic, but she needed someone who listened to her since her husband worked the entire day.
She seemed like s
Creepypasta- Unkown whispersIt was just an ordinary Monday, every child was outside playing, many cars were driving past my house, just the usual loud noises I always hear on a beautiful day like this. I couldn't just stay inside today, seeing how the sun was shining bright. I decided I would go to the park, and my mother made me take my little brother Josh with me... Josh was probobly one of the most annoying people in the world.Creepypasta- Unkown whispers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So we went to the park, and Josh took his toy shovel with him because he loved to play in the sandpit. I went on the swing for a while and a few minutes later Josh came running up to me all excited saying he had found something. I thought it would just be a stupid shell or something, but when I saw the thing he dug up, I noticed that it was a game for the gameboy colour. I was actually a little excited myself seeing how I still had my gameboy colour. I picked it up barely able to read the title of the game and I think it was a Pokemon game. It said "Unkown" and that was the title... I f
In The DesertIn The DesertIn The Desert4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was strange; I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching us. It was the dead of night and me and Skip my mudkip we're still wandering across the desert near Lavaridge town. We were exhausted, getting separated from the travel guide was a really bad idea. Well was it my fault the trapinch tend to set their traps even on the path? My foot got stuck in one of those and the guide just told me to catch up. Well by the looks of it no one was looking for us. "Guess we're camping out tonight old boy." I sighed patting Skip a few times before setting my things down raiding my bag for a tent. "Mud-mudkip" he was trying to cheer me up with his enthusiasm as he nudged my leg but I was just tired and needed rest. It was still steaming though the sun had already set for about three hours now, but at least we could get some shut eye before daybreak where hopefully we could escape this huge sandbox.
I set the base of the tent near this odd looking plant. It scare
Serperior's EnslavementOh... I should have had more self control. I should have never gave him away...Serperior's Enslavement4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a warm Summers afternoon. I was leveling up my Serperior, Samurott and Slowbro on Pokemon White, When my sister walked into the room, clearly looking stressed.
"Hey, could I have one of your Pokemon to help me get through the league?" she inquired.
"Sure" I retorted back. The trade started, but before I gave her the chance to pick one of my precious Pokemon she instantly set eyes on my Serperior. It was a level 99 from Japan, and was its previous owner's starter. I regarded it with great respect.
Anyways, her selection of Pokemon was less than adequate. a Roggenrolla, Petilil and Patrat graced my screen. She never was that good at trading. I had to choose a Pokemon, or else she would start a screaming tornado of a tantrum. I chose Rogenrolla, just for the fun of it. We then parted ways, and I went back to training my team.
It had been many months since the trade. The Roggenrolla I was traded had
NxTouko Try Me, N.The little green haired boy sat in the middle of his room, surrounded by an assortment of plastic railroad lines. A bright red train snorted out little puffs of steam as it went around him. The child watched uninterested. The same train has remained in the same spot for years, releasing the same noises, the same puffs of steam, and stuck to the same route. The maids would always bring him new toys to replace the old ones, but for some odd reason, the train remained.NxTouko Try Me, N.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The boy looked at the Darmanitan that was resting beside him. He suppressed a smile and hugged the large fire creature with his short arms that barely even made it around him. The Darmanitan shifted and looked at the boy.
"Darmanitan?" The kid started slowly, giving him a good scratch on the head.
Darmanitan titled his head. Go on.
"What was your old trainer like? Dad said he was mean, that he hurt you. Are they all like that? All trainers, I mean. Dad said that they are." He breathed out quickly. He could