Pokemon The Call of CharonPokemon The Call of Charon5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Okay, so this happened to me almost a week ago or so, give or take. I was on the bus on my way to school, playing my Soul Silver on my DS, when the bus lurched a little at a stop. This wasn't unusual, a lot of the city buses were in disrepair and their engines stalling was common. I only sighed in annoyance at this-until something slid from the back of the bus after its sudden stop, the object coming to a halt by my seat.
It appeared to be an abandoned Pokewalker, to my surprise. I bent down and picked it up to have a closer look, distracting myself with it while the bus driver tried valiantly to restart the engines, all other passengers around me groaning impatiently. Upon closer inspection though, I frowned that the little Pokewalker was fairly scuffed and dirty, but worst yet was the screen on the thing.
The clear plastic covering had been scratched badly, looking as if someone had done it on purpose with keys or something to the point that it would be otherwise near impossible to t
SLASHER[The following groups of text were found inside of a small and abandoned home in a suburban area, underneath a purple Gameboy Advance, which is in the middle of the floor in a small bedroom, with the screen having six small scratch markings on it, a cracked frame, and a missing "B" button, along with a seemingly irremovable Pokémon Emerald cartridge left in it. The green light on the Gameboy is still on, though the screen is black. The stationary this was written on is crumbled and yellowed, while the edges seem to be ripped and cut.]SLASHER5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
July 2th, 2006
Words cannot express how happy I was to find it. Finally, something interesting in this place.
There is a small shop located in the far north of this neighborhood; my younger brother and I found it yesterday while browsing around our new home and introducing ourselves to everyone by mother's orders. I wasn't very keen on my family moving here; it's too quiet and sleepy. Nothing is here that was in our last neighborhood; no street light
The shadow of LostlornThe shadow of Lostlorn5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The shadow of Lostlorn.
"Eh, I wouldn't go there if I were you."
A young girl with sandy blonde hair turned her head towards the voice that called out to her.
Approaching her was a young man with spiky black hair, and the girl noticed that he carried a huge backpack with him just like she did.
"Sorry if I scared you. My name is Stephen." He reached out his hand.
The girl smiled and shook it. "I'm Joanne. It's nice to meet a fellow backpacker."
"Uh-huh." He nodded before he continued talking. "I noticed you were about to go to Lostlorn forest. Am I right?"
Joanne smiled again. "Yup. I really love forests! The smell of fresh herbs, the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves, the cheerful cries of wild Pokemon "
Stephen sighed. "I'm sorry to tell you this, but I really don't think you should go there. It's probably just some paranoia of mine, but I always get the creeps when I visit that place. Not to mention that there's this suspicious woman there, living all by