RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Es una noche lluviosa, pero me da igual, no saldré de aquí en mucho tiempo.
No puedo ni imaginar lo que mis amigos, mi novia y mi familia puedan pensar de mí, no tuve ni tiempo de explicar nada, todo fue tan rápido. Lo recuerdo como si hubiera sido ayer, bueno de hecho fue hace una semana.
Mis amigos y yo decidimos salir juntos a cenar y a pasear parecía que sería un gran fin de semana pero no contaba con lo que iba a pasar.
-“Vamos Mordecai sube al auto” me grito Rigby desde la camioneta de Skips.
-“¡Espérame!” Le dije, pues todavía tenía que agarrar algo de dinero y no sé porque pero cuando salgo me gusta cargar una pistola, no se sabe si la necesitare. La estaba buscando, tenía miedo de que alguien supiera que tenía una pistola como pertenencia, la única persona que sabía era Margaret, y solo lo supo porque me sorprendió en una de nuestras cita
Cambio de roles, parte 4Cambio de roles, parte 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-¡YA ERA HORA QUE APARECIERAN, PAR DE HOLGAZANES, MEJOR SERA QUE ME DEN UNA BUENA EXPLICACIÓN O ESTARAN DESPEDIDOS!- grito Benson todo rojo y molesto
- ¿Qué paso yo que hice?- pregunto Mordecai asustado
-¡Benson! Ya te dije que esos no son Mordecai y Rigby que conocemos- dijo Skips
-Disculpen, es la costumbre
-Te pareces mucho al Benson que conocemos- le dije
Después de la confusión, Mordecai y Rigby comenzaron a comentar todos los acontecimientos que le habían ocurrido, nada fuera de lo común en sus vidas, todo se resumía a su vida diaria en la cafetería, cosa que dejo confundido a Skips y Benson, porque ellos decían que Eileen y yo éramos las que trabajábamos en la cafetería, no llegábamos a nada.
-Esto es muy confuso, parece como si se hubieran cambiado los roles, todo lo que me dicen Eileen y tu lo han hecho Mordecai y Rigby, y todo lo que me han contado de la cafetería en realidad te ocurre a ti y
Regular Depression ch 1Regular Depression ch 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
There was a knock at the door at an apartment, where a depressed man lies. He was lying down in his bed, not moving an inch, but wasn't asleep though. It was raining outside. The Apartment was filled with silence. He could hear the rain tapping up against the window shield. It was also cold inside the apartment. The man shivered, also chattered his teeth. He tucked himself under the covers to prevent himself from getting cold, since he didn't even bother to turn on the thermostat.
Another knock was at the door, this time the male stood up in his bed and they got out of it. He stands up very slowly and started walking towards his door of the apartment, about to answer it. While he walked, he past a lot of things and some trash that was in the floor, kicking or dragging it across the floor with his feet, without a care. Some beer cans where on the floor too, also TV dinner boxes, some clothes, and some half used cigarettes. All was kicked,
Mordecai Y su familia.Mordecai Y su familia.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mordecai y el día de traer las familias al parque
Era el día de traer la familia al parque, todos esperaban con ansias a sus familias, Rigby esperaba a Don su hermano, Papaleta a su padre Maellard, Benson a su hermana y padre, Skips estaba de vacaciones (Porque? no se XD)y Musculoso y Fantasmano, en la casa de su NO antes mencionada madre de Musculoso (MAS MENTIRA NO HAY XD). Pero algo estaba mal, ¿dónde estaría Mordecai?.
Si usted es muy sensible a lo triste, es mejor que no sigua leyendo, si no es así, !A LLORAR SE HA DICHO! :iconcryforeverplz: . También quiero decir que esto no es Morby, Mordaret, Mordeson, Rigleen y demás romances . Es, solo un Fan-fic triste y creería que corto, además me gustaría que critiquen ya que es mi primer Fan-fic :iconlaplz: Estoy ta emocionada . Espero que les guste .
Luego de que todas las familias llegaron a las casa en medio del parque, Rigby se dio cuenta muc
You, me and my Baby Fanfic CH1You, me and my Baby Fanfic CH13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sunlight was balancing off the yellow paint of the school wall and was reflecting back into the atmosphere. The grass had that small flacks of water on them and dripped off as the blade of grass could not hold it no longer. A gentle breeze was slowly flowing, just enough to move the crisp brown autem leaves along the sidewalk. The wind picked up now and then and moved everything slightly. The wind was able to move a small soccer ball that had rolled away from its owner in a constant circle. It rolled back to its owner and tilted onto his leg. The owner was a young boy, Preston, he was actually a young snow globe, to be precise. A thin tear rolled down his cheek, onto his dusted, tattered soccer uniform. He made a small sniffle and rubbed his eye with is bruised arm. He was constantly looking down at the floor and slowly swinging his
WolfQuest Field GuideWolfquest, You've Played it else you wouldn't read the rest of this sentance; and this one; and practically those after this mumbled paragraphs, let me just make a new Paragraph..WolfQuest Field Guide8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Wolfquest is a Wolf Simulation In the making, However deary me, its better to get "Wolf" made in 1994, but you'll need to know how to enable DOS and play that, but, WQ (Wolfquest) has more.. options and is more- Realistic; and you can create your own wolf.
Lets go to the Basics:
- First Wolfquest is in its Beta Stages, and would properly be free, however if some thing's keep up, you might say Bye-bye to lame Flash games and HELLO FREE 3D GAMES. Yes there not many in the world of this Crappy, Comical Thing you called life. C'mon have you ever thought to yourself that people might see the world differently? No? Because you have no true soul.
- Your Wolf is Customizable with Realistic tints and such.
- Most players are female, men are more into.. buying to play than "Aggressiveness and Combat" more of
Mirrors -Epilogue-Mirrors -Epilogue-5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Mirrors -Epilogue- (finally...)
"Your Highness, it's here. Just like you wanted."
It was finally nightfall in Canterlot. The funeral had ended hours ago.
"Well done," said Celestia on her throne, "Bring it in."
Her guard saluted and gave a sharp whistle. At once, a platoon of muddy royal guards trooped into the throne room. With them however, was a dirty, pink casket. Celestia got up and smiled.
"Leave us," she commanded. The guards obeyed at once.
Celestia circled the casket. So this was the pony who caused so much trouble. This was the pony who came back to haunt her friends. Celestia grinned. That was the whole reason she wanted the casket here. She came back.
Celestia used her magic to lift open the casket's cover. Inside laid a bright pink pony. Her front hooves were placed above her chest. She wore a content look of peace of her face. If it weren't for the fact that the pony was missing everything from the chest down, She would've looked like she was sleeping and e
Pokemon Creepypasta: RageI think the trouble with my Diamond game began when I bred my Espeon and Umbreon. My Espeon was named Lucius and my Umbreon was named Drusilla, but I don't see how that matters. I hatched my first egg from them, a male, as expected. After all, the gender ratio of Eevee is seven males to one female. I named him Julius, because it sounded cool. All was fine for a while. I leveled up Julius into an awesome Jolteon. I defeated the Elite Four for the eighth time with Julius at the head of my party.Pokemon Creepypasta: Rage5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then his sister was born.
I named her Nixie, once again, because it sounded cool. She replaced Julius as the first in my party, and I switched her out at the start of every battle so she could gain experience without getting hurt. She got up to level 30 without ever being harmed. I evolved her into a lovely Vaporeon. I finally decided that Nixie could handle a battle on her own, and went to find one of the trainers I had sneaked around. A hiker, perfect. I grinned as he sent out a Geodude. Nixie
Movie MakersMovie Makers4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
NONE OF THIS WAS TAKEN FROM SWEET APPLE MASSACRE. I READ THE FIRST PARAGRAPH OF THAT STORY AND STOPPED. But, it was inspired by Cupcakes, because thats an amazing story.
"What a nice day!" said filly unicorn Sweetie Belle as she trotted with her two friends on a path. "Definitely!" agreed her pegasus friend Scootaloo. "Yeah! And with that great of a day, maybe well get our cutie marks!" hoped earth pony Applebloom. Scootaloo pulled to a halt, stopping her friends. "What is it?" wondered Applebloom. "Look!" Scootaloo raised her hoof at a sign in the middle of the path. "Stop. Turn Around. Dangerous Territory Ahead." Sweetie Belle read. "I guess we better go back." said Scootaloo. "What? Are you chicken? Scootaloos a chicken! Scootaloos a chicken!" Applebloom teased. "You know, your dumb country accent makes it even more intimidating." Scootaloo replied as she passed over the sign. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom followed. "Dangerous?" asked Sweetie Belle. "How would I kn
PMD: LostI remember it well, I was playing Pokémon mystery dungeon explorers of sky.PMD: Lost5 years ago in Horror More Like This
I had talked to a client in spinda's Cafe who seemed desperate for me to rescue a charmander.
"please help charmander!" the Espeon pleaded.
I of course clicked accept, seeing as the mission would wield some especially good experience being a *4 mission.
I headed to the northern desert and began my ascent to the 8th floor, I fought off multiple Pokémon and eventually came to the floor where the Pokémon would be awaiting rescue.
I explored the floor, and began to worry when I ended up where I had started- the charmander was nowhere in sight.
I clicked through my options and eventually found my luminous orb- I quickly used it.
To my surprise there was no client Pokémon on the floor at all- the only visible dots were red, signifying enemy Pokémon.
I sat for a moment, confused.
Where did the client Pokémon go?
I turned to my partner who spurted one of the usual messages- she was obvious
Pokemon: ReturnIt was many months ago when my beloved Shiny Mewtwo disappeared...Pokemon: Return5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What happened is still a mystery, but what is no longer a mystery are his whereabouts
My Mewtwo returned today, as I scrolled through the crowded boxes of my PC I came upon the box that had once held my beloved Mewtwo, I had kept the spot where he had once been empty in a sort of memory for him.
When I noticed the box was full, my interest was piqued. I looked through the pokemon.
My heart stopped. There, in the once empty spot... it was... it was my Mewtwo!
I clicked his summary and for a few minutes I sat, a huge smile on my face, and I relived the good battles, now I could finally begin leveling him to his full potential as I had been going to before his mysterious disappearance.
I shook myself from my thoughts and brought up the summary, immediately my smile fell.
This... this wasn't a Mewtwo...
I stared at the pixellated creature, it looked pitiful.
I knew who the culprit was.
That hunk of data had taken
Death is a GiftI had just turned level 65 when it happened. When I learned Perish Song.Death is a Gift5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That move will make me unstoppable on the Battle Subway," My trainer exclaimed as he ignored me like usual.
I growled sleepily. We had been training like this all day.
"You can rest later," He told me. "Now show me what your new move does."
My trainer walked around in the tall grass while I reluctantly followed. We were in a large patch so it was only a few seconds before a wild Reuniclus jumped out.
"Use Perish Song," He commanded.
Yawning, I drew upon the newfound power that I now possessed.
It started off with the sky darkening. I stalled for a moment mid-move to stare up at my trainer in confusion.
"What are you waiting for Absol?" He yelled. "Attack it!"
It was then that I realized that the dark sky must only be occurring in my head. After all, Perish Song was used by Pokemon all the time and you never saw the sky darken when they used it.
I continued my attack and watched with interest as the sky grew darke
GreedIt is said by the ancient writings in the ruins of Alpha, that Arceus the Great is watching over pokémons and human, and the harmony between them. It is also said that if, by their behaviour or their sins, either one would compromise this harmony, the Supreme Ruler would cast his judgment upon the sinner, and inflict him the punishment he deserve.Greed5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Orville DeButter was a selfish and mean man. For him, everything had a price, even the life of his pokémons and his human friends. His name was known worldwide, but not because of him or his actions. It was known by his parents. The DeButter were not only a rich family, but they were also very kind toward those in needs. They had travelled into many places in the world, building orphanages and pokémon refuges where they were in need. They organized many free diners, and helped find jobs for the many peoples who needed one. Everywhere, they put all their heart to make the world a better place to live in. When
CREEPYPASTA HungerA Story about a Trainer and a PichuCREEPYPASTA Hunger5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a wonderfull sunny day in the Pokémon World. Everyone was enjoying the weather. One Trainer called Jack enjoyed the weather aswell so he took a break from Pokémon Capturing
He had a 100 Pokémon and his team was Serperior, Samurott, Flareon, Cubone and Kabutops. He wanted to capture a Pichu but never had a chance to see one
"If only I saw a Pichu..." Jack said to himself.
His Pokémon were eating Pokésnacks he had bought from the store. They enjoyed it very much and kept eating it.
Just then Jack saw it. A Pichu walking by and looking at him. It had a ear that was a bit bigger than the other, a tail that was missing a piece on the end so it went down like a "V", it's black details on it's chest were longer than normal and it's eyes were crystal blue.
It walked over to Jack and was looking at the food his Pokémon were eating.
"Want some?" Jack asks. "Here you go!"
He gives him a plate of Pokésnack and the Pichu
WHY DID YOU LEAVEIt's been atleast 4 years since i last played pokemon ruby. Ever since Pokemon Black and White had came out, i've been glued to that after reliezing how addicting it was. I developed a strong, AMAZING team. Seri, Solo, Guitar, Panpy, Lumin, and Cobalt (Serperior, Zoroark, Zangoose, Panpour, Ditto, and Cobalion). I depended on them. They were my best friends.WHY DID YOU LEAVE4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Something didn't feel right.
My sister started playing on my Ruby game, which made me worry about my friends of there. Rita, most of all. She was always with me. I would never replace her. It was then that I decided to give Black a rest and go back to Ruby. I asked my sister if I could play Ruby so I could make sure everything was fine. Jaden responded with a scowl. But, she handed over what was rightfully mine.
I yanked my DS out from under the stacks of papers and video game magazines and shoved Pokemon Ruby into the gameboy slot. The game turned on. My mind swirled with excitement in seeing my old team once more. I began to smil
The Lake Kept SecretSpring path once you hear that short but simple name, you will not forget it. I know I have not. I discovered it after receiving my National Dex from Rowan I was so happy. I would see even more Pokémon to fill my newly upgraded Pokedex with. I checked my Town Map, seeing which city I would begin my search for Johto, Kanto, and Hoenn Pokémon first; but then I noticed something. On route 214, south of Veilstone City, a new, square-shaped place, and that I had never seen before Called the Spring path? According to the information, it was a fourth lake that was apparently kept secret. I wondered why anywhere in Sinnoh would be kept secret. I remembered the other three lakes; Acuity, Verity, and Valor, and how each of them contained a small, but strong legendary. I made the assumption that there was another member of the so-called trio. I was pleased at this thought, for I had always seen the three to be very cute, so I figured that it would be no differentThe Lake Kept Secret5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mary had a little lambI remember when I first hatched.Mary had a little lamb5 years ago in Horror More Like This
I saw smiling faces, and heard laughter.
I felt warm, and I felt loved.
I was embraced by a small child named Mary. She said she would always be with me. She said we would always be together.
I loved Mary... she was... my best friend.
She immediately named me Marie, saying my fluff reminded her of spanish dancing. I smiled and with a hearty "Mareep" I hugged her.
I loved my name. I loved my friend. She was... like a sister to me.
We were of different species, and yes when I was older I would battle with her commands.
But... I didn't care. This girl loved me.
I knew when she became a trainer she would be kind and loving, and treat all pokemon fairly.
One year, she became terribly sick. It was snowing outside when her coughs echoed through the house.
There was a flurry of movement, and then silence.
My girl was laying in her bed, shivering and mouthing something.
I pushed myself under her arm to comfort her- I was so afraid for her.
She smiled at me with
Nightmare Fuel: Paitent 092CreepyPasta- The story of GhastlyNightmare Fuel: Paitent 0925 years ago in Horror More Like This
Number 092, wasn't always a pokemon. No, number 092 was originally supposed Cloyster, and 091 supposed to be Shellder. Have you ever noticed how abnormally similar Cloyster and Ghastly look? The whole pokedex was in a different order, but the order of the pokedex has nothing to do with this story; this story is all about the origin of pokemon 092 Ghastly.
I spent a few weeks in mental hospital, I'd rather not divulge to you why. I was there for a fairly short time, only a few weeks. In the unit I was in, wandering isn't permitted, but that never stopped me. I used to talk to the other patients- or attempt to, after all this is was a mental hospital and many of the patients couldn't keep a conversation.
One day in my wanderings, I peered into a room. Tales of this patient circulate the hospital but most believe she is a myth invented by nurses to keep young teens from wandering into this side of the hospital. They call her "Patient 092"
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 name4 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
Train Them Yourself Train Them Yourself!Train Them Yourself5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Heeey, White! Come here!"
The running trainer screeched to a stop as she looked up to see the day care man waiting for her. Wondering what he possibly could want, she hurried up the stairs.
"Ah, it's you!" exclaimed the man.
"Of course it's me old man," White replied impatiently. "What do you want?"
"We were raising your Pokemon, and my goodness, were we surprised! Your Pokemon was holding an Egg!" the old man told her. "We don't know how it got there, but your Pokemon had it. You do want it, don't you?"
White vaguely remembered that she had left her Absol and her Ditto at the Day Care for training.
"Sure give me the Egg."
"You have no room for it right now " answered the Old Man. "Come back when you've made room."
White ground her teeth in frustration. She was hot on the trail of a Thundurus and she barely had time to waste talking to this old man let alone time to rearrange her party for some stupid Absol Egg.
"You know what old man," she said. "You
Stupidpastalast week ago, i bawt a pokeman purl veursion and it was from a creepy old man who said i cood have it four ten dollars so i was leik "k, i'll buy it" and i gaved him teh moneyz. den i took the game hoem and put it in my dsi with shiny purple and blue and green and gold and rainbow covering and i put it in the dsi and i playd it, and the palkia on the start screen was all bluudy and covered in blud and so i was like "ew" and i threw up on da wall but nothing happenbed because i was in the bathroom of my bedroom and then i pusehd start because i decided to see why palkiea was all bluded so i played it. and then when i pressed start the gaem started without me pickign continue or new game and i was at a mountain and plakia wuz dere and so was dialga and all of team galactic and lady gaga and dey were all ded and coverd in blud and den a pikachu appeared and ated the bodiez and so i cried and left the mountain top and it waz all snowy and den an abomwasnow appeard and it was all leik "getStupidpasta4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Day In The Life Of Ms. PaintA Day In The Life Of Ms. PaintA Day In The Life Of Ms. Paint4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was another average day for Ms. Paint. She had just prepared another bowl of hot soup for Spades Slick and was bringing it to him. She gave a soft smile and sat down next to him holding a hot spoonful of the soup. Spades looked up at her and opened his mouth obediently. She smiled wider and fed him a spoonful. "Ms. Paint?" Andrew Hussie said entering the room. Ms. Paint looked up and smiled widely at him. "Ms. Paint I want you to be careful, I heard that Lord English is lingering around and I don't want you to get hurt, ok?" He said. She smiled and nodded in response. "Good." He said smiling too and gently patting her head.
Ms. Paint had been painting a vast landscape portrait of her home Prospit for quite some time now. She was almost done with the painting and she stopped allowing a soft sigh to escape. She gave a gentle but sad smile at the picture and was filled with nostalgia. She missed Prospit but she liked it here too. She really liked
Save file CorruptedSave file Corrupted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone gets attached to something at one point in their life. Me, I'm attached to my Pokémon. Yes, I'm attached to the little pixels and data that make up my beloved Pokémon. I'm attached to the point where I gave my Pokémon back stories, have to trade them when I restart the game, I even feel guilty if I try to remake my team. Silly, I know, to get attached to game data, but I do anyway. No other example is greater than when I got attached to my newest Emerald team.
After much rearranging, my team consisted of a male swampert named Slap (troubled Pokémon murderer bent on revenge), male skarmoray named after my friend Seawhisker (flock got shot down and is bent of revenge), male mightyena named Poochum (exiled and abused by his pack), male manectric named Pooch (his love died), rayquaza named Thanatos (formerly an Angel that got incarnated as a Pokémon), and a female absol named Kuro after a friend (separated from her human friends and reincarnated
Downfall - GamzeexReaderDownfallDownfall - GamzeexReader4 years ago in Horror More Like This
A single, violet purple balloon with a white, smiling clown face adorning the royal purple rose into the blue sky, freed from its confines. The day that you had lost that balloon was the day you met your beloved best friend, Gamzee Makara.
On that special day, you- only being 7 at the time- had gone to the carnival with your mother. After watching the stupendous performers in awe and playing carnival games, going on rides, and the whole nine yards, you waited by the exit as your mother scurried off to go to the bathroom before you would leave.
At least, you obediently stayed there. Until the cotton candy machine caught your attention. The fluffy pink bunches of candy being too hard to resist, you ran over to the stand giddily. With a small whine, you remembered your mother only had the money. You ran around, looking for the bathrooms to get a dollar from your mother.
Until you got lost in the crowd.
You ran around frantically, crestfallen as you searched for your mother