Choose You Own Adventure - KidnappedYou walk across the parking lot, feet pressing against the asphalt. You've haven't had a decent meal in days, and the gnawing in your stomach constantly reminds you of it. Flashing back to your past, before your mother and father died, you remember your seven year-old self laughing at the broadcasted images of Ash Ketchum and Pikachu. You've always loved Pokémon, but it was the Pokémon themselves that you really loved. You'd always wanted a video game, and sometimes you'd save up and spurge on a figurine or two, but overall, you never had enough money to truly engulf yourself in your interests.
You glance in the car windows as you past, trying to read the lives of the people who inhabit them. Occasionally you find something interesting, like a cell phone displaying a text or a stuffed animal, but everything paled to your latest discovery. A Game Boy Advance SP, shining with its worn but cared-for pearly blue su
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
Creepypasta: Blood-RedCreepypasta: Blood-Red3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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I used to love Absol. I've been a pokemon breeder for 3 years of my life, but never have I bred such a creature as Absol.
One day when I was returning another trainer's pokemon and egg, he offered to sell me an Absol for breeding. I already had one, and I bred it with Ditto sometimes when people needed Absols, but the only chance of breeding a shiny is only possible with two of the same species.
"What gender is it?" I asked suspiciously. I already had a male Absol.
"Female," the trainer replied with a grin. "C'mon, Jean, I know you have a male. My friend isn't training Absols anymore, so she offered to give me one. You know I've got one already, but I took it for you. You can have it - at a moderate price, of course."
"How much?" I demanded, fishing
Shantae: Risky's victoryShantae could not believe how easily she was duped. After finally getting those 3 magic seals, she had to be tricked by that pesky Risky Boot, who stole them as a ransom for her Uncle Mimic's safety. She only hoped she was not too late to stop whatever Risky Boot was planning with that lamp and those seals.Shantae: Risky's victory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shantae finally caught up with Risky, who seemed to be actually waiting for her to arrive, her hand on her hips while the other was holding the lamp, which seemed to be glowing now for some reason. "What did you do to this lamp?" Shantae asked, with cautious and wary tone, not liking at all the unknown factor displayed by the shining object. "I only activated the three magic seals, thereby making sure the lamp I now hold can finally complete my plan" replied Risky with a confident, almost pleased tone. Soon after her reply, Risky moved her hand from her hips and began to rub the lamp while watching Shantae with an interested look on her face.
Shantae begun to feel strange
Life and DeathI had gotten the new game less than a day after it came out. I beat the Elite Four a week and a half later. After that, I lost interest pokemon and got into other games. Nothing ever satisfied my gaming needs like pokemon, though. So I eventually I wanted to play it again. That is, until I found out I had lost the game somewhere in my room. I knew I didn't have any chance in finding it, so I went out to get another one.Life and Death3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I got to the game stop at the mall and saw that they didn't have pokemon black or white. It was getting late so I decided to leave and look again tomorrow. But as I was leaving, something caught my eye. It was a ds game card lying upsidedown on the ground. I always did have the best eyes for picking out all the details sorry, where was I right! So I saw the game on the ground and picked it up. It was covered with dirt, but I could clearly see that it was a pokemon black version. After much debate, I ended up taking it home with me. It's free! You can'
TRAITOR's Crimson PathIt had been three weeks since Serperior had decided to leave me for good. I was still mourning over the loss of my precious partner, not to mention the suffering he had gone through. I was lying face up on my bed, staring at the ceiling.TRAITOR's Crimson Path3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I wish that there was some way I could get back at her." My sister was the one who filled Serperior's moveset with HMs, turning him into a slave, and making him inflict those bloody injuries upon himself.
I looked to the right. As my bed was hoisted 6 feet off the floor, I was right in level with the top of my wardrobe, which I used as a rudimentary desk to hold my books for night-time reading. My Black DS Lite, which had stayed shut off for the time between Serperior's departing and now, gleamed in the afternoon sunshine atop one of my revision books. My Action Replay sat next to the console, its matted surface glinting as well. My sister's red DS Lite sat a few centimetres away from it, I had borrowed it for a few days.
"Of course! I'll make her pay
The FantasyHer name is Cherry. Well, was. She was the lead cheerleader for our high school, lead singer of the school's choir and a contender for the top five percent of our academic population. She was on track for quite a bright future, with honors and accolades raining her way really fast. She deserved it all.The Fantasy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was our school's homecoming football game, and I had been flirting with her all that week. Just before the big day, I had succeeded in seducing her into making out with me under the bleachers. She wished me a little "extra" luck and took off for the parking lot, driving home. I stood there alone for half an hour, wondering whether or not I should do it. I decided I would.
The next morning, I asked her to meet me near the locker rooms in her uniform if we won the game. You bet I tried my hardest to win that game. Down by 14 points at half-time, I saw her on the sidelines, cheering for us. Looking into her eyes, I saw she was cheering for me. She had no idea that she was sealing her fat
Fire Emblem: The Mad King's Conquest, Part 1...and so, having come so far, our dashing prince of Ylisse drew on the strength of the bonds he had formed with his comrades along the way and fought the Mad King Gangrel in single combat, striking him down in glorious vengeance for his so wrongfully murdered sister.Fire Emblem: The Mad King's Conquest, Part 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bwaa ha ha! Wouldn't that have been a sickeningly sweet little ending to this story? Too bad the fairy-tale authors were all too busy blowing pixie dust out their ears to learn that momentum is everything in a war - if you hit hard enough, he who strikes the first blow strikes the last one, my friend!
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Atop the castle balcony in the heart of Ylisstol, Princess Lissa looked out upon the city with a sinking feeling in her stomach as she watched the red banners borne by battalions of Plegian soldiers march ever closer through the streets. The path before them was nearly deserted; the townsfolk who hadn't been scared into their homes by the barrage of the Plegian catapults had
Prisoner of DarknessThis story contains bondage/damsel in distress themes. If that makes you uncomfortable, please turn away now.Prisoner of Darkness3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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The Destiny Islands had been peaceful for more than a year.
The struggle against Xemnas and his Organisation had ended in victory. Their dark plans had been foiled, and Kairi had at last been reunited with her lost friends, Sora and Riku. Both had been missing for a very long time, and to have them back was a joyous thing. Everything seemed right again.
Still, other worlds had their own problems. Often Sora and Riku would leave the Islands to assist this old friend or that former comrade with their troubles. Both boys had heroic spirits and were not the kind to ignore those in need. They were fine warriors... something that Kairi was not.
And so, she so often found herself left behind while her friends rushed off to save the day. For Kairi these were lonely times, but not so lonely as they once had been. She knew that when their duties were done they would always return h
Forgotten ALICEI've always loved Pokemon. All the games...and I've collected Pokemon cards ever since I was a little girl. My favorite game, out of all of them, was the special Pikachu, Yellow version.Forgotten ALICE4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My aunt gave me a Gameboy Advance for my birthday, when I was about 5. With the gameboy, I got 3 games handed down to me from my cousins: Harvest Moon, Tony Hawk, and a Pokemon Yellow version.
First I played Harvest Moon, practically the whole time my relatives came to visit. I loved it, I played it for hours. Finally, I beat the game and I was bored.
I popped the Pokemon Yellow into the cartridge without a thought. The game started up with Professor Oak giving his speech about Pokemon. I named myself ADA and went on. The game progressed completely normally. No glitches, no hacks. Finally, I got the Pikachu you run into when you walk into the grass. When it asked me to name Pikachu, I immediately called the Pikachu ALICE. I've always loved that name.
ALICE and me were always together. Never once did I
Pokemon Black Version SequelPokemon Black Version: Part TwoPokemon Black Version Sequel4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I guess all of this started back when we were moving away from our old home. I hated my parents for it. I felt that they weren't considering how I felt about loosing all of my best friends because of Dad's job. I didn't care how spoiled it made me sound- it really was how I felt! While we drove to our new home, I sulked in the back, listening to music. It was so boring, though. We had hours to go, and I had very little to do. Next to me was my bag, in which I kept very little. I opened it and saw my secret love; my old Gameboy color. I grabbed it, and nearly shouted yes as I saw my Blue game cartridge in it. I wouldn't admit this to anyone, but I still played pokemon. I loved the little creatures and the feelin of victory as they either evolved, leveled up, or beat another trainer.
I played the game the whole way to our home, making my team stronger, and getting all the pokemon gym badges I could. I loved the competition in the game, it made my anger and
The mannequin in the atticThe mannequin in the atticThe mannequin in the attic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By The Shadow Demon
(Woman into mannequin)
“This looks cute,” Bridgette says turning to her friend Emma, showing her a low cut pink singlet.
“Low cut, are you trying to get every boy to look at you?” Emma asks. Bridgette just gave her a smirk as she puts the singlet back. Both at the age of seventeen, Bridgette with long blonde hair while Emma had black, the two ever since they were ten were always into fashion and once they were finish with school the two were planning to go into the fashion industry.
“Now this is you!” Emma said grabbing a white shirt with pink decorations on it.
“That just screams girly, I don’t think so!” Bridgette said.
“Well better then these bimbo clothes that you are bringing out!” Emma explains.
“You got it, flaunt it!” Bridgette said cupping her C cup breasts and slightly jerked them up, Emma just shook her head as she returns to her shopping. Hearing her
Four In The ParkThe girl tripped, but soon picked herself up, gasping for breath even as she kept running. She was about twenty, and her clothes, a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt, had small rips, tears, and the general debris of running without care through the trees.Four In The Park4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh god... I need... Need to get help... That woman, she..." The girl babbled, panicking.
She kept running, near stumbling, as she saw salvation near. The edge of the small forest, and the way back to the rest of the park. She could see other people in the distance. People to warn, people who might be able to get help and save her friends...
And then she hit nothing. She slammed against air, yelping in pain as she fell backwards.
"What?! What did I hit?!" She protested, standing up and feeling the air.
There was a barrier. An invisible wall.
Her fear increased tenfold as it hit her. She was trapped. The barrier blocked her escape and that woman would be right behind her... And her strange creatures too.
"This isn't fair! Let me go!" Sh
Trapped in a SmileI know that I'm not really talking to anyone. I know that I'm not really talking, but I know this will help me while I'm here. It's been too long, so even if I'm talking to someone who's not even there, it'll be better than not talking at all, especially since I haven't been able to talk for quite some time now.Trapped in a Smile4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm Zhao. I've grown up always wanting to be a model, and I would play dress-up as a little girl for the fun of it. I grew up down the street from my best friend, Brian. We played together and were there for each other for the best and the worst time of our lives. We went to school dances together, even though we never dated. We went to movies together and ate many dinners together. He had an interest in photography, and we decided to combine our passions to enter into the art world. I modeled for him for numerous shoots, donning various dresses and countless locations. We had assembled a portfolio that was impressive, to say the least. It was almost completed, and t
Remember Me?When I was younger, I had Pokemon Red. Or Blue. I can't really remember now. It was a long time ago. I had a good team. I don't remember much though. What I do remember is two Pokemon. Bubl, an Ivysaur, whom spent most of the time in the pc. And then there was Glow, my Butterfree. I remember her best. She (or it, genders weren't around in those days, but I always thought of Glow as a female.) was my strongest Pokemon. She was also the first Pokemon I ever had to reach level 100, and the first Pokemon I ever caught. I thought of Ash after that catch, seeing how his first catch was a Caterpie too. Me and Glow were best friends.Remember Me?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But then years passed, I soon got more Pokemon games, and I slowly forgot about my first game. It went on and on until I forgot about the game altogether. I had forgotten about it completely. How do I remember now? Let's just say an incident happened. An incident that made me remember.
I started up Pokemon Black, I already played a few times already. I was in
Real Channel"Wake up...wake up please!" Was all I heard when I woke up, but I found myself in a bed, and all around me were people...family, friends...doctors. Had I missed something important? Had I done something wrong.Real Channel3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Had I just died?
I got up and was immediately hugged by 4 or 5 of the people there, all praising God on how I had miraculously came back to life. Afterwards they briefly explained how one night I had started playing Pokemon Channel, and eventually fell asleep, and how I was screaming in my sleep, and how after all the screaming, I just lay flat, with a slow pulse and unconscious.
Wait...I had a dream...a nightmare I guess...so...would that mean...BRVR...all that...didn't happen?
I jumped out of the bed and asked if we could go home, and after some tests that took a couple of hours and a meal (hospital food sucks) I arrived at home. I ran up to my room and turned on my Gamecube, knowing Pokemon Channel was in there. The game started off as normal, and I noticed my save state was t
Sorry...*CREEPYPASTA*It was like every other stupid weekday. I lay on my side on the bed, toying around with my DSi, thinking about nothing in particular. It was a balmy nintey-five degrees outiside, natural for a mid-spring day in southern California, and I broke out in a sweat everytime the oscelating fan turned away from me for a second.Sorry...*CREEPYPASTA*3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Pokemon Black. My latest addition to my growing Pokemon collection. It had currently become my "main" game, where I store all of my best Pokemon. If only I knew where my Heartgold, I could start shipping my guys there onto here. Someday...
Suddenly as I cycled through Undella Town ingame, I had the strangest urge to break out my old Gameboy and play one of my older Pokemon games. I quickly saved my Black and tucked the DSi safely under my pillow like the paranoid little bugger I am, and reached for the ancient system in the drawer next to my bed.
I went ahead and took out the Hamtaro game that inside it already and browsed over which game I should play. Emerald, Sapphir
Shantae: Full Genie Slave“I can’t believe it…I’m a human now!” Shantae was still registering what just happened. All of her magical powers, stolen by a lamp! And not only that, but she destroyed it! Now there was no hope of it returning.Shantae: Full Genie Slave3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The young ex-half-genie was walking along the beach near her lighthouse home. She wanted to be alone so she could think. She would need to learn everything humans do. No more relying on magic or transformations. Her dances were now just dances. And her hair…well at least that still worked.
It’s been one day, just one, since her last meeting with the pirate Risky Boots, who attempted to steal Shantae’s magical half to use however she chooses. Shantae was able to defeat her and destroy the lamp that controlled her, but it came at a cost, which was only just now fully hitting Shantae. She could still see her magic side…it was as if she was laying in the sand…right in front of her…
“Wh-what the?!” Shanta