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
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.
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
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
The Berry GlitchThere once was a beautiful girl who would wear a red bandana.The Berry Glitch3 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
A Search for Paradise (1) ch.2A Search for Paradise (1) ch.22 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
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
Tears of blueTears of BlueTears of blue3 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
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,
JudgementIt was the moment of truth. In front of me lay the final battle with the legendary dragon, Reshiram. It glared fiercly at my pale, scared face. It's wings flapping up and down, in sync with the wind blown toward me. I swallowed my fear and yanked a masterball out of my bag, The Reshiram still staring at me intensly. I through back my hand and threw the masterball hard at the ferocious pokemon. The red light surrounded it as it faded into the masterball. It shook once, twice, three times....Judgement3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It broke free.
I looked up at it in horror, as it charged an attack at me, and only me. Snapping out of my fear, I noticed the fireball launching toward me at full speed. I leaped to the side and dashed over behind a pillar, one of the few still standing. I took at a pokeball containing my strongest pokemon, Serperior. I let him out of his ball and we peared around the side of the pillar. Reshiram launched a purple flame type of thing at us. The pillar exploded, launching Serperior and I
Serperior's EnslavementOh... I should have had more self control. I should have never gave him away...Serperior's Enslavement3 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
Glitch CityGlitch CityGlitch City3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It all started when Sol and I were hanging out at her house playing Pokémon. We both played it, but I only had third generation and up. She had a lot of the old games like yellow and crystal: the kind you can only buy used now. We started off with a mock battle on third gen; we both knew who was going to win, but it was still fun. She wiped out my Blaziken, Swellow, and Alakazam with her higher level Skeptile, Golem, and her signature Absol. She loved to play Sapphire just so that she could use Absol.
Next I wanted to show her some cool glitches that I was dying to test out. They only worked on gen one games so I begged to borrow hers. She was afraid it would mess up the game though; she had never tried glitches and did not want to loseall the time she put into it and her level 100s: Pikachu, Charizard, Blastoise, Venusaur, and Mewtwo. "Come on, you don't have to save the game. Most glitches are harmless anyway." I said. I showed her the bulbapedia pages and videos on
Sincerely- a creepypastaI opened my GBS and put my FireRed game in.I never played the original games, and I didn't really like the new games much. I skipped through the intro and went to the continue screen (or at least that's what I call it) and looked at my info. I had all the Gym badges and I was the champion. My time showed that I'd played the game for 208 hours total, and I had almost all the pokemon. I was proud of myself, even though I knew rotting my brain on a video game in which you fight cute little monsters for 208 hours when I could have been doing something useful wasn't much of an achievement.Sincerely- a creepypasta3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I pressed continue, and my sprite showed up in The buildings of celadon city. I opened up the menu and flew on my charzard to cinnabar Island. I quickly healed my pokemon and headed into pokemon mansion, armed with multiple repels, so I wouldn't have to worry about wild pokemon. I looked at a few of the journals scattered around the mansion, almost being able to quote them word for word.
Creepypasta? well sort of...What you are about to read, isn't exactly creepy, but it's just somethig that did really happen... I just thought I'd share it with you guys anyway...Creepypasta? well sort of...3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
My cousin was coming from overseas to stay with us for a while. Him and I were like best pals, and we both loved Pokemon. It was taking him forever to get here though, and I knew he wasn't coming for another couple of hours.
I was really bored, so I decided to go on the wii for a while. I usually visited the wii shop every now and then to see if there's anything new on there. So I though it was time I had another look. To my surprise, there was a Pokemon game on there that I hadn't heard of yet. "Pokemon Ranch".
I had enough points to get it, but before I did, I wanted to look it up on the computer. It had actually been out for ages, but I never knew about it... It was apparantly a game where you could create a ranc
Purple.Purple.Purple.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was so cliché! An obviously hacked Pokemon game at a swap meet! But I couldn't resist. I called the attention of the owner of the stall. "Cuantos dinero?" I asked, purposely using a completely generic, American-trying-and-failing-to-sound-Spanish accent even though I had taken Spanish classes for six years. The stall owner laughed and shook his head at the apparently stereotypical teenage girl before him. He unlocked the case and handed the game to me, saying "Ten dollars. Wanna try it out, make sure it works?" I nodded and pulled my old Game Boy Pocket out of my bag, unplugging the Blue Version I had "inherited" from my mom after accidentally wiping out her save file years before. I replaced my beloved cartridge with the new one and turned the GB on. The usual opening battle scene came up. I pressed the A button, bored already with the monotony. But the game seemed to work, and if it didn't well, what was ten dollars?
I turned to my boyfriend, who had brought me t