Black Blood Crusades - Island of Shadows (1/4)
The planet of Divixus; a world built around the mystical that was said to have been crafted by the gods' very hands. It is governed by the elements, eight properties that serve as the backbone of how the universe works: the illustrious Light, the creeping Darkness, the twin-sided Luna, scorching Flame, icy Frost, verdant Earth, tempest-ridden Cloud and the unifying Null. The elements serve as the root of all magic used on the planet and rely on their opposite to be complete.
However, an monstrous unknown force has awakened. It reaches out towards the rest of the world and consumes all in its path indiscriminately...
The moon loomed over the ocean with its lucid lavender glow, offset by an orange glow in the distance. A man laid unconscious on the beach of an island but quickly woke up to the smell of smoke - he was clad in black military clothes, had box-cut yellow hair and a navy blue cape.
TuleriitThy who judge me, listen to my warning plea,Tuleriit3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
for it may be the last you will ever hear.
Fool, you jest; however, I shall set you free
from this mortal coil, and fill you with fear.
With my noble companion, the killer,
and with my loyal servant the hellion;
tonight, we shall create our own thriller
and swallow those who defy our rebellion.
The infamy of our deeds are to be known,
and as for you poor, unfortunate souls
you shan't need feel the icy embrace alone.
I will make sure that you pay death's dark toll.
We will dance on your graves with grim desire,
after you have had your funeral pyre.
A Pokemon Creepypasta - UnisonIt was one cloudy day in Johto. Daniel Soleil was exploring the Ruins of Alph with his six Pokemon.A Pokemon Creepypasta - Unison4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He had jumped down the hole that led into the chamber filled with Unown, while stumbling over and falling down.
"... Why did I do that?" He said.
Daniel got up and looked around, eager to find something.
"Alright now. I wonder where those Unown are." Daniel said, looking around.
However, out of the blue, an L-shaped one jumped off the walls and attacked him.
"Whoa! Good timing!" Daniel said, jumping back.
When he regained his posture, he pulled out the Pokeball of his Typhlosion known as Magmarne.
"Go, Magma--" He said, about to throw it, but stopped when he noticed that several more Unown started jumping off the walls.
They kept coming until Daniel was surrounded by horde after horde of Unown.
"Uhh.. I thought you all came one at a time!" Daniel said, sweating and putting his back to the wall.
However, instead of attacking, the Unown just levitated there.
".. Uh.. Aren't you going to do
Legend of the Rising Star - Ode to Tactics 1-3Legend of the Rising Star - Ode to Tactics 1-32 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Continuing from Lunacy Carnival...
"Link! Hey, let's go buddy-- it's your turn to fight!" Kaito read off to him, pointing at the door.
The green tunic boy nodded in response, having an excited look on his face. He ran out into the hallway, ready to cause some damage. However, as he went on, Valentine looked at him with a studying gaze, putting a hand to her chin.
"That boy's going up against Double armed with practically nothing? Does he really think that's going to get him anywhere?" She muttered.
But then she looked up at the television to see Link go up onto the stage with the nun standing there waiting for him.
"... Either way, this might prove to be rather interesting." The nurse stated.
On the stage, the air was thick with tension as Link stared down the nun, armed with sword and shield as thousands of people watched on.
"Okay! Second Battle-- start!" Lily proclaimed, jumping back from the ring as the barrier we
Legend of The Rising Star - IntroLegend of The Rising Star - Intro3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Legend tells about humanoid machines called "Vocaloids" that double as messengers for the gods. They are the children of the Goddess of Machinery and serve as some of the many saviors of the world of Divixus - a haven for the strange and the mystical.
On this planet, there exists ethereal beings and magic that revolves around the manipulation of the Eight Elements - eight properties that serve the backbone of how the universe works: the illustrious Light, the creeping Darkness, the twin-sided Luna, scorching Flame, icy Frost, verdant Earth, tempest-ridden Cloud and the unifying Null. The elements serve as the root of all magic used on the planet and rely on their opposite to be complete.
Over the course of Divixus's history, the Vocaloids and their allies have endlessly fended off the forces of the Deathmoon Family, the Nachzehrer empire and the Apocalytes, powerhungry evils that reave destruction in their path.
As loyal vanguards of the Lunardream Family, the rulers of Heaven thems
Muted EmeraldMuted Emerald4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Too often, I wonder if my existence is just a way for some higher power to have fun and kill time. I certainly started to think so when I decided to replay my Pokemon Emerald again. I had played through it once before and got over 700 hours on it from so much EV training, breeding and fighting in the Battle Frontier until I finally decided to send all my valuable pokemon and items over to my SoulSilver game. I was getting bored of doing the same thing over and over and I had only played through Emerald once before this. I wanted to re-experience it.
Once my Emerald boxes were cleaned out of my items and pokemon, I reset the game and began playing. It was a great experience getting to replay my second favourite Pokemon game (Crystal will always be my favourite one). I began with Mudkip and I soon caught a Poochyena, an Aron and an Electrike. I really wanted a Seviper and a Shuppet as well and I debated between getting Anorith or Trapinch as my last member. Everything was going normally
Mask of deceptionIt was cold that morning when I met it, the pokemon everyone was talking about.Mask of deception3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I was in the ruins of some old castle, exploring.
I constantly explore the ruins and the nearby caves, it' a hobby of mine, exploring things.
That's when It appeared, A Yamask.
We didn't know much about them at the time, and so there wasn't any information on them.
I pulled out a pokeball as I sent out my trusted partner, a shiny Gardevoir.
"Ariana! use shockwave"
Ariana sent a bolt of electricity at the strange pokemon, paralyzing it as well as diminishing it's health slightly. I smiled to myself and threw a great ball at it.
I watched eagerly.
Once. Twice.. Three times.
The pokemon was mine!
I assume now your going to start thinking "and this is where the story gets bad, I bet she got attacked by that yamask"
For many years, that Yamask and I traveled together, as partners and friends.
But..there was one thing I never understood, sometimes without warning or any triggers, my beloved frien
I Never ForgetI thought I had hidden myself good enough before the change.I Never Forget4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I had stood still beneath the largest leaf.
I had covered myself with as many dead sticks as I could.
And yet I was still found.
The little children of Littleroot always found me. Then again I could never change my hiding spot... Mother told me I wasn't allowed to move when I was an tiny egg mixed in with hundreds of others just like me. That was before we evolved for the first time though.
Then again I was the only one who made it... It was right when we were hatching when a flock of Taillow found mothers nest. She tried to defend us. Her beautiful silky wings pushed them away time after time again, but they got her first. They tore her wings from her back, and they tore her apart, their beaks tearing into her body like a knife through butter.
And then they feasted upon my helpless siblings. I couldn't shiver in fear. The air was deathly silent. I realized that our vocals hadn't quite formed yet. We couldn't even scream for
Death All Over Again? My home I recognized every inch of it. It has been a long time, and I knew the Pokémon Tower from top to bottom. No one notices me. I am simply a departed soul, resting among the other spirits that had safely come to the tower.Death All Over Again?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watch the ghost Pokémon causing mischief among frightened and saddened Trainers. However, I cannot help but feel a pit of amusement for the Pokémon and anger for the Trainers. These Trainers cause these poor Pokémon's' death. They battle and fight to the death until one is the victor. Vicious teams of poachers force legendary Pokémon to battle for them. They capture and torture other Pokémon, and though Trainers are distraught and enraged by the others' ruthless actions, they don't have to feel it.
We feel the pain of being shocked continuously and mindlessly, of being sque
Emerald Bellossom It was a normal day in Summertime, and I had recently learned how to clone Pokemon on my Emerald version, thanks to my cousin. I was probably the happiest nerd you would find for miles at that time. Within a few months, I had all the Pokemon cloned that I had needed. Eventually I stopped playing my game altogether, since I had gotten bored of it, because I bought it used. It came with several legendaries, and the Elite Four beat more times than I could count. Then Pokemon Diamond and Pearl had come out. My mom had pre-ordered them for me for my birthday, and I was just completely ecstatic. I pulled out the guidebook, my collector styluses, and then finally the games. Immediately I opened the Pearl case, took out the cartridge and placed it into my DS system.Emerald Bellossom4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I played that game all summer long, and hardly ever touched my Pokemon Diamond. I was at Cynthia's last Pokemon, which was her Milotic.
R_E_B_O_R_NR_E_B_O_R_N4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was the day. I rushed downstairs, though I hadn't fully awakened, and turned into the living room. How surprising! My father had just arrived with the mail. With a delighted squeal, I searched around in the mail for my new Pokémon Silver game. When I discovered the little package, I snatched it up without a word and raced upstairs to begin my ancient, pixilated journey in Johto.
I'd heard about the new and improved Pokémon games, SoulSilver and HeartGold, but I preferred the old, classic Gameboy versions, and I had chosen Silver.
I ripped the package open and lifted the large, gray cartridge into the light of my window. I grinned excitedly, for I had never had one of the old Pokémon games in my possession. I reached down for my red GBA and pulled it onto my bed. I slipped the cartridge into the slot, switched the power on, and settled into a comfortable position.
It's All About FunI've been a Pokémon player for the longest time now. I think I started at blue, but my memories of that game are scarce. The farthest I could remember was Pokémon Crystal, which somehow still works even after all these years. But I digress.It's All About Fun4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I have a Flygon. Game play wise it is not very remarkable, seeming to be your average Flygon with standard attacks and only at level 60; but it definitely my most prized Pokémon. I've had this Flygon since Pokémon Ruby, and it's been in every subsequent game I've had since then. Usually I've just had it in the Pc to keep with me, but sometimes I've used it to help out with the elite four. With the advent of the Second gen remake games, I've been taking it with me in my Pokewalker each day I've gone to school. Never the less, it's been with me for the longest time.
One day on Soul Silver, just because, I went to check on this Flygon's summary. It was all normal, had a regular
Save the Boob-plate!The reason for making this journal entry is because there is something that has been on my mind since the past three months. And not on my mind alone as it seems more artists are confronted with the same thing I'm about to say. While in most cases time dissipates the issue in my mind this time it is something that keeps bugging me over and over again to a point it irritates the hell out of me. Afterall it is a hot topic that has gone completely viral for many months now.Save the Boob-plate!1 year ago in Art Features More Like This
This journal entry is all about judgmental journalism, offended-by-design opinionators and the fearsome white knights that the first two bring in its wake. Surely this is something that has existed since the first written word on the internet, and for as long men could express their thoughts behind a pseudonym charade.
Recent events and a large exposure to unhealthy criticism had gotten me thinking and checking with my fellow artists. I'm sure people will say that as an artist we should learn how to deal with harsh and
Creepy PoKePoEtRy Entry SealedHow did this happen?Creepy PoKePoEtRy Entry Sealed3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Trapped within this cage of greed
Fear, complete terror
Evil, hate-filled heart
What is happening to me?
I cannot feel love...
Everything turns black
Just what have they done to us?
There's joy no longer...
All these mental wounds
What is that shrieking I hear?
Where is my kindness?
Compassion, it's gone
Where once was empathy, there's
Only this vacuum
Kill now, no mercy
I'm becoming something else
Please, won't you help me?
This curse, Reverse Mode
Flashing and screaming and pain
When will it all end?
My conscience now torn
No emotions to hold back
Nothing, there's nothing
I live just to kill
Serving those who taint my heart
'Til my very end
I once was alive
But now I'm only empty
Just a soulless shell