The Never WorldLet's get it out in the open: I play pokémon. I have since I was a kid and they first came out, and I've played nearly every single game that's come out. It's a fun pastime, and there's usually at least one good pokémon per batch, so I keep coming back.
However, sometimes the new games bore me, and sometimes I long for older games. I've played Red and Blue a few times (Blue especially), but recently I decided I'd go for a different kind of game. I had played LeafGreen as a rom, but never the actual cartridge, so I decided to go out on a limb and buy a used one. I wasn't expecting much other than a fun time, but that wasn't what was in store for me.
I started up the game as normal. There wasn't any saved data, so I started a new game, picked a girl (I always play girl characters; it's just something I've done forever) and named her Ghi. And this is where things got weird.
As always, I grabbed the potion from my mailbox, because I sure as hell wasn't going to lose my first batt
Ashes, AshesAshes, AshesAshes, Ashes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Do you think we'll do great things?"
He asked me that a day before. At the time, I couldn't answer him. The ambition never really occurred to me.
"Maybe," I had simply replied.
His eyes still sparkled. "Why else would the executives assign us to guard this shop? We're no lowly grunts they're forced to watch that stupid basement-base."
"Shh, that's supposed to be a secret."
"I know. I'm just being optimistic, I guess. Can't blame me, can ya?"
A day ago, two of us were selected to watch the "Poke Mart" of sorts in Mahogany Town. Why? Simple Team Rocket was using the basement of the shop as a, erm, base.
Needless to say, I was one of those chosen. No, I am not a Grunt those guys don't get an identity, a decent Pokemon team, a funeral...basically, they're just tools. But I was different. And so was he.
The first morning, we set up. It was the first time I had ever talked to him, and yet we conversed as if we were best friends. It
Love You to DeathCall me what you will. "Nostalgiafag", whatever else you call us. But I couldn't fight the urge anymore. I was drawn to Pokemon Red. Not Fire Red. Not the Mystery Dungeon Red. Classic Pokemon Red Version. Creepypasta and the simple rush I got from remembering all the good times I had as a child drove me to it. But I couldn't find a cartridge. Even if I did, I wouldn't have anything to play it with. My SP had lost the ability to hold its charge years ago, and, such a tragedy, a Nintendo DS couldn't handle a Gameboy game. Luckily, I have the internet, so I went looking for a ROM.Love You to Death4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I didn't notice anything strange about the title or the filename, I just downloaded it and started it up as fast as I could.
I took in absolutely everything: the old music, the sprites that I haven't seen in years, the dialogue I had forgotten. I didn't want to miss a second of it.
I checked out the starter Pokemon. As usual, it was Bulbasaur, Squirtle and Charmander. I recalled that Metal C
The Dying of the Light Ever since their creation in the second generation, shiny pokemon have become one of the single most desired things in the history of the franchise. And why not? They're different, beautifulin most cases at leastand extremely rare; so much so that one could go through every one of the post-Second Gen. games ten times and never see even one. As such, many people all over the world have discovered glitches and loopholes that can be exploited, albeit with slight difficulty, in order to obtain one of those rare and sparkling pixel creatures.The Dying of the Light4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Now, I've always looked down a little on those who would cheat to get a shiny, as it seemed "impure" to catch one due to something other than the pure luck that's usually required. It takes all the wonder out of it if you merely have to punch in a code and get that rare and beautiful pokemon others could spend the
GoneGoneGone4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
No matter how many times I saw the ending to Pokémon Mystery Dungeon 2, I would always cry. Call me whatever you want; I don't care. Watching my partner being left alone by the unavoidable fate of me sacrificing my own self to save time and space after a devastating, time consuming, and Reviver Seed wasting fight It was heart wrenching every time, even though I knew I would come back. It was such a wonderful, emotional game.
One day, after I had finished Explorers of Time for the eighth, I wanted to get Explorers of Darkness next. I went to a game store for it, but, unfortunately, they had no new copies, so I had to buy a used copy. I didn't mind though; I just wanted to play the game. When I finally got to play it, I put it in my DS and turned the power ON. Everything seemed normal at first; the introduction was the same as EOT, except the "Press Start" screen showed a picture of a volcano rather than a forest, and, of course, said "Explorers of Darkness". I pressed S
Robbed Soul -Silver-Hello. Sorry, but I'm a little busy right now, just give me a secondRobbed Soul -Silver-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alright, I'm done. I was finishing what I had left of the log I was keeping. You came at a convenient time; listen to what I have written. But, let me just say this, so my log will make sense to you.
You see, I, along with a few select others, am a researcher for a special topic. Hacked games and hidden glitch exposures. But not just any hacked games These hacked games or of the children franchise "Pokémon", but they have been given modifications that made them dark, gory, or simply depressing. Please note, the hacks are either from used cartridges, or hacked internet ROM downloads. I had heard of, and read, Lost Silver, Creepy Black, Tarnished Gold They intrigued me, along with others that certain individuals had written about and theorized, including the death of Blue's (or Green's, depending on where you reside from) Raticate via the S.S Anne battle, and, of course, the effects of the save-da
Invaded LeafGreenOh! You surprised me Nice to see you back again. You do remember what my job is, correct? If not, I'll remind you again; I research hacked Pokémon games. You remember now? Good. How ironic for you to appear at this time; I have just recently completed another log of a recent findingInvaded LeafGreen4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My partner Yes, the same companion of mine that gave me the "Robbed Soul[Silver]" cartridge a few days ago... sent me a link, meaning that this next one was not a cartridge, but a hacked ROM. I braced myself; I knew, by previous experiences, that ROM hacks tended to be more unnerving than hacked cartridges, mainly because they were easier to alter. They are often disguised as normal Pokémon game ROMs, having the official title. But, they are far from the real thing. It also seems as if only certain people meet the effects of the ROM, while others play the game normally Why this is so, I've yet to find out What I do know is that I seem to be one of those certain people,
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
Incomplete SaveGold kicked the PC. "Damn thing, crapping out at a time like this!" he shouted, furious at the machine. He had just deposited a Rattata he had in his party and was switching boxes when the machine locked up. It happened every now and then, and didn't usually affect trainers. However, it was just saving his box settings. The words 'SAVING... DON'T TURN OFF THE POWE' were etched on the screen, mocking him. To make matters worse, all of his Pokéballs were in the machine so he could check their data.Incomplete Save4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After a few more kicks, the young trainer resigned himself to restarting the system. Freezes were such a rare occurrence these days. When the machine rebooted, he was brought back to the box he had open prior. He sighed and switched boxes again, this time with success, and then withdrew all five of his Pokémo-
Wait. Five? He should only have four! He put them all back in the PC to check them. Rattata was both on the PC and in his party. On a whim, he withdrew the rodent from the box,
Forgive MeForgive Me4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I play Pokemon, even though I'm more or less a legal adult. Once Black and White come out in the states, I intend on purchasing one of them, if not both. For the sake of revisiting my game before the new ones came out, I popped in Soul Silver and began to play. In retrospect I realized I saw it, but what I failed to notice at the time was that there was a brief burst of static, featuring what a Heart Gold/Soul Silver sprite of the Lavender Town ghosts would have looked like if they appeared in the game against a black background. As I worked on training the hell out of my team so I could take on the group I refer to as the 'PCC Pokemon League', a bunch of students who go to my college and the anime club I am a part of(or was, seeing how I rarely attend the events), I encountered, weirdly enough, a ghost. The Lugia/Ho-oh summoning music played instead of the normal wild encounter or legendary encounter music. The ghost was at level 60, at half health and it was burned. Its cry was...wei
FeralIt was abandoned. Left in the desert to die. It didn't meet expectations, so it was to be disposed of. Its DNA was laced with the experiment, but while the other tests had 'broken', this one endured. But it didn't take.Feral4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Or so they thought.
It was perfect. It was completely and utterly perfect as it lay there, asleep in that alleyway. The tiny Pokémon's deep, even breathing indicated that it was in a deep slumber obviously it was bone tired, as if that had been Trainer-induced, surely the thing wouldn't be out where it was now.
With great care, the man carefully approached the brown and cream ball of fluff. Its tail twitched over its nose and its breathing was deep and even, sound asleep and lost in a land of dreams.
But it was just .lying there, all sweet and innocent and ready for the catching. He had promised his daughter an Eevee for her birthday, and had initially planned on getting one from
Flames of LifeOnce I took a trip to the store,Flames of Life4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just to get groceries and nothing more.
But something caught my gaze,
It was a plush that stood out in the haze.
Charizard, the beast of flames,
They were prone to have those names.
I begged for it until my mom gave in,
I squeeled and threw the toy in our bin.
Once we arrived at our abode,
I switched into my creative mode.
Me and Charizard had many adventures,
In my room and yard to even the dish washers.
We both had so much fun,
Playing all day out in the sun.
But our absolute greatest plunder,
Is when I stopped to stare at him in wonder.
I noticed a slot in his back,
I unzipped it and found a pack.
It was filled to the brim with candy,
Well, wasn't that quite handy?
Awfully hungry and completely wore out,
I thought to myself without a doubt:
Don't want this candy to go to waste, hey,
Might as well eat this and call it a day!
I munched and chewed on the treat,
I thought that it was really neat,
It's like getting two for one,
A toy and snack to d
My Guardian AngelEntry 1: My mom just gave me this new journal. I don't really know what to put in here. Today has been ok so far I guess. That's really all I have to write.My Guardian Angel4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Entry 2: I just caught a Nincada today! She's really cute and just absolutely adorable, but my mom and sister get freaked out when they see her. I guess some people just hate Bug types, but I love them. I named her Nancy, I found that name really sweet and fitting for her. My other Pokemon don't really like her, but they'll just have to get used to her because I'm definately not letting her go.
Entry 3: Been a couple of days since my last entry. Nancy is doing absolutely great! She's very strong and amazing in battle! My other Pokemon have accepted her in their little group and like to be around her now. Even my mom and sister are starting to like her. I like to keep her out of her Pokeball, she really likes to explore. That's all I have to write.
Entry 4: Nancy is doing better than ever now! I've been training her a lot, even more
The Secret of the ChateauI had just entered the Old Chateau that one night at 11:00 PM in my Diamond version I was all alone in my bedroom, with no individual monitoring my gameplay. Normally, no one ever did, and that was sensible. But that night, I longed for someone to. The abandoned mansion; or at least, I had first thought it was abandoned; it frightened me. It was a terrifying, run-down place housing not only haunted pictures, menacing televisions, a glowering statue, and of course ghost-type Pokémon, but two beings taking the form of an elderly man and a small female child They scared me the most in my first encounter inside this place. They still do, no matter how many times I go in. The old man was first seen in the rotting kitchen on the first floor's center room, which is to the right of the statue between the stairs, at the filthy table, and he would stay in his spot for a single moment facing my direction, and then float at considerable speed to the west of the room. I tried chasiThe Secret of the Chateau4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
CynophobiaIt wasn't a new copy of Soul Silver I had gotten possession of. I already had Heart Gold, but...Cynophobia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My friend, Endgame, had finally informed me there were certain Pokemon you could get only in Soul Silver and only in Heart Gold, but I wanted both. It was fun to have both versions, really; I could be a girl in one and a boy in the other! Or maybe not.
Either way, Soul Silver--I had gotten one off of... where else? ...Ebay, and it was used, yes. But I was sure it wasn't hacked; for one thing, everything worked fine. No weird things happened!
I had attained a party of Marble, an Eevee(who I wanted to evolve into an Umbreon); Ruffles, a Wigglytuff; Lynched, a Poliwhirl; Chi the Espeon(I bred her for my Eevee); a Typholsion named Fluffy; and lastly, a Girafarig named Ki.
After a month or so of owning Soul Silver, Endgame suggested to me Platinum--that way, I'd have even more fun! After all, just the first two generations wasn't quite so fun; platinum would have two further generations, so to s
Hiding.You never know..Hiding.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
March 14 2010. Today I'm getting Pokemon Soulsilver. I'm happy, I've been saving up alot of money for today, And I heard the game was supposed to be good. It's a remake of one of my favorite Game Boy Advance games. I sent my mom out to buy the game since I wanted to play my Pokemon Diamond for a little while before I forget about it when I get my newer game.
Eventually my mom came back with my SoulSilver DS Cartridge. It was in a silver box that was shining, and had an odd texture to it. On the cover was Lugia in an attack-like pose with "Pokemon SoulSilver" marked on the near-bottom of the box. It also came with a Pokewalker, Which from what I heard was supposed to help kids get out more to raise their Pokemon.
Pleeease.. I said to myself quietly. I'm probaly not even going to use the silly thing anyways. Ignoring that thought, I opened up the case from the side to see my SoulSilver game Cover and my Pokewalker wrapped in some sort of packaging plastic.
SinnerSinnerSinner4 years ago in Drama More Like This
I...really didn't mean to kill her.
It was a choice to plunge the knife into her shaking form, yes...
...I found myself falling victim to greed. Wouldn't any normal person have done the same?
But because of my actions, I see her still-trembling body in my nightmares every time I close my eyes. For the past year and a half, I haven't had a decent night's sleep. Sure, every so often I would pass out completely from exhaustion, but even then, she haunts me.
The look in her eyes well, lack thereof is disturbing, to say the least. Empty, meaningless, lonely...and yet, all at the same time, hungry. The voids widen and pierce my consciousness so deep, I have to check my body's condition when I awaken. I'm always fine, physically, but I can still see her face for days at a time.
All the nightmares end the same: she takes her blood-soaked bone weapon, her mouth crying out a suffering moan, and backs me into a corner. I can't escape, and beg for mercy, b
AshamedIt was one of those cloudy, rainy days. I was actually kind of glad for that, I hated the sun. Indoors is more of my thing. Anyways, before I accidentaly get off subject, my dad was going to this indoor volleyball thing. I didn't really pay attention to the details, as I don't care much for sports. I asked if I could stay in the car, and he said that was fine.Ashamed4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As soon as he left I locked the car, as I'm very paranoid. Then I tuned the radio to my favorite station and turned up the volume as loud as I could without busting my ear drums. Now that I had felt comfortable, I pulled out my Gameboy, which I had brought with me. And inside it was FireRed. I turned the volume on my GameBoy down, as I wanted to listen to the radio while I played my game.
It had been a while since I last played the game. When my save file loaded I found myself to be standing on Treasure Beach, that island below One Island. I opened the menu and clicked on my Pokemon, to find my normal party, except for a Dratini
A Very Black SoulI'm such a pitiful sight now, aren't I? Look at me...old, alone and full of regret. So much for the world's greatest pokemon trainer. I'm nothing more than a monster. I wish there was some way to go back to days of my youth and take back those words that sealed my fate.A Very Black Soul4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hm! You say you don't know me. I can't help but wonder if that's a good thing. You may not know my face, but surely you might have heard my name before? My name is Red. I was once declared the youngest champion in Kanto's history and the only one to hold the title for so long. But that title is a false one. I'm not a champion. I'm nothing more than a senile old man. I said something I shouldn't have. My mother always warned me that I should never make a wish out loud because someone might be listening.
Ah, so you do know who I am! That will surely save time. I'm guessing you've come to find me to ask me how I became the champion and how I managed to hold it. The tale is not a happy one and I am not eager to share it.
Left AloneLeft Alone4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tell me. Have you played Pokémon Red and Blue? Or maybe FireRed and LeafGreen? It doesn't really mater The same thing happens. Don't worry; I'm not about to tell you about any hacks, or any strange game occurrences This isn't any player, or even any human talking, really. Actually, it varies who you're talking to right now. I shall begin with this one question When you played these games, which Pokémon did you choose? Bulbasaur, Squirtle, or Charmander? Whatever. When you chose whatever Pokémon you chose, your rival, Blue, Green, or Gary or Gayface Whatever the hell you called him, chose the Pokémon that had a type advantage against yours. And you two left. You left me. Alone. On that old man's table. Yes I'm the remaining Pokémon left, whoever one of those three that may be. And I am alone, still, after ten years. I just wish that someone would notice me and pick me up from here... I'm so stupid; NO ONE can anymo
ReVenGEAs Kotone's sprite climbed mt Silver, I could feel the nervousness rising in my stomach. I mean, this is Red. The pokemon master. My Lucario , who was sort of the thug of my team, (I had him to make sure I won every battle, he was sort of a last resort) was at the front of my team for one of the first times ever. It reassured me a bit, seeing his sprite hopping behind Kotone, always there to help her.ReVenGE4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But when I got to the very peak of mt Silver, I heard an odd noise, like growling. Before I could mute the ds, a text box came up. "LUCARIO wants to protect Jessica!"
Please note that I had named my player Kotone. I simply shrugged it off as a name glitch, I mean when my brother had given me a cyndaquil egg in exchange for a baby totodile, Ethan started thinking my starter was a Chikorita, this game was full of glitches, nothing to worry about... Right?
When I went to take another step, another text box popped up.
"LUCARIO is looking up at Kotone and whimperin
The Haunting of Lavender TownThe Haunting of Lavender TownThe Haunting of Lavender Town4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Outside of the dismal, inky cave, to the south, there lurks Lavender Town. The purple hue that invests the area it is beautiful, but deceiving Each house stands still upon the rotten, dead grass, almost like an awful, unbearing stench The Name Rater lives here, but he has a cold, repelling aura on him; he acts happy and cheerful, but inside his heart, he is sad. This not just any sadness, but sadness that may lead to his own demise. Even the Pokémon Center and Mart seem rather strange; the people who run it are rumored to throw a menacing glare at their clients; keeping them from entering, even if their Pokémon are harmed and then, there is a tower. A tower riddled with the bodies of countless Pokémon, half of them forgot, even by their own trainers, some of them the hapless victims of the bloodthirsty Team Rocket, a more well know victim being the orphaned Cubone's mother But, there is an unknown force befallin
A Fairy's Love"What is my favourite Pokémon...?"A Fairy's Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat down on my bed to think; it had been a rough few days helping my grandma moving in and I needed the time I had to rest. She was out of sorts because Grandpa, her husband, had just passed. I hadn't been close to him but I still missed him. My mother would be able to keep grandma calm - that I was sure of. Screaming echoed through the house.
"Fairy magic resides in this house! The same magic and horror that stole away my husband will be the end of us!"
Someone screamed at the top of their lungs and as I went down I saw my mother crying softly. My father restrained Grandma from flailing too much, and I noticed my mother was holding onto something. As I went closer I saw that it was a small doll; a ragdoll, but she clutched it close. She looked up at me and glared. Deciding that she needed some form of comfort, I walked over to her and hugged her tight.
"Take this doll, Seb," she hissed while pulling me close, "it is very important it stays saf
PerpetualSo I was a veteran of Pokemon; I had played them ever since the very first releases, and I was collecting the cards currently. Girafarig was one of my very favorites, even though I had never really owned one. Caught, sure; but I never trained them.Perpetual4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then one day, one of my friends, "Queen of Unicorns" - Queen, as I called her- offered to me, over our messenger service, a trade of friendship; we would trade Pokemon, and raise those friendship Pokemon to level 100 and keep them as reminders of each other, maybe even use them against each other in battles...
I liked the idea, so I agreed--and she traded me a female Girafarig named Ki. I traded her, in return, a male Nidoran named King. I wasn't horribly original, but it was cute, she said, so I was quite happy with that.
I told her afterward that I loved Girafarig, and she got excited; I wasn't sure, but her typing was almost unreadable so I assumed she was excited.
'I'm so happy!' she told me after that, and I grinned.
Then I told her I w
Red wasn't himselfRed wasn't himselfRed wasn't himself4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Cherilyn Ohlau
Pokemon is owned/copyrighted by Nintendo
Cooped up in his room right after a visit to Lavender Town. It wasn't normal, and even then Red's mother didn't know what got into him. It could've just been poison or just a normal temporary paralyzation but when she looked to check on him, he was healthy and quiet like he usually was; but the air it felt heavy...
It was almost hard to breathe. She went up to Red's room one day, and opened the window, and a ghastly scent went up to her nose. The smell of rotting decay, the burning flesh, and the muggy taste as though it came from the soil. She coughed heavily and closed the window, and the stench faded. Red suddenly came in, "MOM! DON'T COME INTO MY ROOM!" he yelled in a upset tone.
"Red, hun, what...what did you bring? I-it reeks it smells; you can't can't possibly live in this condition, can you?"
"It's just...it's just...Gh--" Red started and one of the pokeballs on his belt started to rattle, and he shov