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...4 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
Request~! 2P Japan X ReaderYou were scared. You had to keep moving. He was following you. He had been following you for the past three months now. Leaving horrible dead spiky animals and roaches in your house, your mail, even at your work place, all for you. He always left a note too saying horrible things about you and your family. This man was a creep. He wanted you to be with him though, but you couldn’t stand him. He was terrifying to you. Finally it happened. You tripped over something and hit the ground. It hurt and soon you looked back. It was a dead puffer fish you had tripped over. You screamed once you saw it and quickly got to your feet and leaned on the wall. Your ankle was sprained, you could tell. He had to be around here. He knew where you would go to run. He knew everything about you he had once said in a letter. He knew how dark you were on the inside and how you wanted to be under him screaming and moaning his name covered in blood. Just thinking about all of that made you sick. ThatRequest~! 2P Japan X Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jingle Bells"Flying through the snow-"Jingle Bells3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"On a loftwing made for two-"
"Above the clouds we soar-"
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
"Laughing all the way! Ha ha h- AH!" Dark was truly tired of this singing! The songs like Jingle bells! It infuriated him! He was quietly reading a book when this singing started! He ended up tackling his lighter twin to the dark carpet below.
"Bells on Skyloft ring-" Dark slapped the blonde boy silencing him.
"I don't care where you're from! I don't care about your past life! If you want to keep that damn tongue of yours, you'll shut your mouth!"
"Listen grumpy, Christmas is my life." Link replied with a shrug. Dark growled showing his fangs.
"I don't care. Sing that song one more time. I dare you." Dark hissed.
"Fine I wont sing that song anymore." Link sighed in defeat.
"Good." Dark got off of Link and helped him up.
"Over the hills and up to the bridge to the goddess statue we go-"
"You're really pushing your luck skyboy." Dark hissed.
"Or are you
PokeGrowth Part 4:The EndPreviously on PokeGrowth:PokeGrowth Part 4:The End5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ash and Dawn realized they had feelings for each other. Before they could kiss however, Ash's body was taken over by an evil voice inside his head and he ran off in the direction of Lake Valor. Dawn went off to find Brock. This is the fourth, and last, part.
"BROCK! BORCK!" yelled Dawn as she came running up to him "BROCK YOU GOTTA HELP ME! ASH HAS RUN OFF TO LAKE VALOR! HELP!"
Brock and Dawn went off to Lake Valor to look for Ash. On the way they saw Pikachu on the ground.
"Pikachu!" yelled Dawn "Are you alright!"
"Pika-pika! Pi-pika-chu-chu! Pikachu!" said Pikachu (In English Pikachu said "You have no idea! Ash has gone insane and rushed to Lake Valor! Help me!")
Brock, Dawn and Pikachu journeyed to Lake Valor. They saw a red glow in the cavern in the middle. Brock had Tyranitar (Yes, he has a Tyranitar) use surf (Tyranitar CAN use surf! Try it in a game!) to carry them to the cavern. They found Ash confronting Azelf.
"I WILL STEAL YOUR POWER!" yelled Ash "A
Messenger: Part 2Messenger: part 2Messenger: Part 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hello, my name is Cameron. Five months ago, something remarkable happened to me that changed my life forever. Believe it or not, I used to be a human, but now I live my life as a bipedal Hippopotas. This is because I am what you call a Pokeuman, a human who transforms into a Pokémon because of a gene in their body. You see, millions of years ago, Pokémon walked the earth. However, they left the planet after being maltreated by humans. Before that, some Pokémon disguised themselves as humans and started a family with one of those humans. So now you know why I transformed: my ancestor was a Hippopotas, and he mated with a human woman. Millions of years later, a man called Mr. X wants to destroy all Pokeumans. So, the Pokémon Mew decided to build a safe haven for Pokeumans called the Long Island Pokeuman base. I currently go here as a student and I also have a job as the schools messenger. This means I deliver mail to the student
Pokeumans Chapter 18 (Update B)Asula and I spent the next hour pouring over the maps she had brought with her. I wasn’t being much help at first, alternating between clutching my friend’s capsules and caressing them, to attempting to listen to what she was talking about the map. Eventually, I was able to suppress the remnants of my friend’s cries for help and we slowly stitched the map fragments, piece by piece, into a larger one that detailed the surrounding area and beyond. As we looked at our finished work, I couldn’t help but feel doubt as it didn’t seem big enough to encompass a whole dimension. Then again, the Pokémon world seemed far smaller than the human world.Pokeumans Chapter 18 (Update B)9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What about over here?” I asked, pointing to what I thought was a dense forest.
“No, I think that’s more of a swampland,” the Milotic replied, craning her head to see as she lay curled on the ground in order to rest. “Give your Energy Channeling a try and see if anything reacts.
SS: Like No One Ever WasSS: Like No One Ever Was4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A/N: First of all, I don't want to hear any complaints about the "four moves" rule of Pokemon. The whole point of this piece is to explore the concept outside of its normal parameters in a more organic way. How many Pokemon attacks can you catch on to? ;D
This piece is a tribute to Pokemon, a big part of my formative years, as well an homage to the many (likely now pathetic) chapters I once wrote of Pokemon fiction as a child, and an expression of the idea of regret and loss in this land of Adulthood - reflection on who we become as we age, and how we cope with it.
Same Skies: Like No One Ever Was
I flex my toes, digging my nails into the dry dirt. I suck in a deep breath and slowly exhale, the steam pouring out through my nostrils. I am ready. I am a dragon in a can.
I survey my opponent on this quiet morning. He reeks of some old acquaintance whom I've met before, I'm sure. Hunched on all fours, he appears to be just as determined and prepared as I am. We exchang
Play BallI wonder if Johnny remembers when we started to grow. Playtime was so important. My favorite was the ball in the field. Toss, catch or miss, back and forth, back and forth. It was how we talked. How we bonded. Didn't matter how angry or sad we were, the moment the ball was flying we were happy again.Play Ball1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
One day Johnny told me he was going to school. I already knew that. He went to school almost every day (although some days he called it 'work'), but this school was different. He didn't bring friends home at night. Actually, he didn't come home for lots of nights at a time. Mom let me sleep with her at first, but soon said I was too big and had to stay in our room. It was lonely though, so I got in his bed when she went to sleep, and then back to mine before she woke up. I was careful, and she didn't say anything, but somehow I think she knew.
Johnny talked on the phone. Mom would play them for me when I was very sad. It made me happy to know he was happy. I understood some of the things h
Wilted FlowerChapter three: Wilted FlowerWilted Flower2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Yellow ran, tears blinding her eyes. Her heart and soul were shattered to dust. Red's words… they hurt, they hurt so badly that Yellow couldn't compute it. "I hate you," was all she could hear in her mind. Those words just wouldn't stop haunting her. Trees covered her overhead as she came to the depths of the Viridian forest. Her mind was so clouded with the fact that not only will she never have Red as her lover but now he hated her. He thought she was a slut, when in truth she was only giving a kiss to her cousin Turquoise. He was only visiting from Unova for the festival. Suddenly, she tripped and fell, her kimono becoming filthy with dirt. Yellow yelled at the top of her lungs and rain began to fall.
Meanwhile at the festival
Red was lifted from his spot by the collar of his shirt by the man he knew as Torq-Kun. He glared into Red's blank eyes, his furry overflowing. "What the hell is your problem, man?" He yelled. Red remained quiet, looking way
sailyou were the boat that deliveredsail1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
me happiness, crates filled
with flowers and honey.
but anchors rust,
and all boats
Little Mareep, Chapter 2: TroublemakerThe girl Ash had seen on the bottle was actually out in the open fields that morning, and while she was a rancher in name, today she was like a shepherd, taking care of her flock of Mareep.Little Mareep, Chapter 2: Troublemaker3 years ago in Humor More Like This
She had a spring in her heeled step, frolicking over from sheep to sheep, and checking each one to make sure it was happy. They all were, of course, and each one had a vibrant shimmering fleece, so wonderfully cared for that rubbing it was like touching silk, and her fingers ran through it like it were field of barley. It was so pristine you could mistake them for being shiny types, but they were all normal Mareep - just well cared for.
A Mareep's fleece built static electricity: when they felt defensive or careless, they released this electricity at the source of their discomfort. But in Melanie Robin's company, they always felt safe. She knew each one by name - from Francina to Paul, from Little Henry to Jolly Sarah - and they knew her by sight, smell and touch. She gave them the best care that a
Pokeumans Chapter 4It was a dark and stormy night. Well, I don't really know if it was stormy, because I was in a secret underground Pokéuman base (if you don't know what the Pokéumans are by now, you should just stop now and read another story.) Like I was saying, it was a dark, possibly stormy night, the night Mindy arrived.Pokeumans Chapter 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Lopunny was put on a stretcher and carted away. Asula came over to the Rhydon and a Sandslash, "Where did you find her?" she asked. "We found her running a few miles outside of an area where we believe there is a Pokéxtinction base with many minions chasing her," said the Sandslash. "We were barely able to hold them off," replied the Rhydon. Asula nodded, "David and Lenny, you did an excellent job; you have both been promoted to the Junior Elite Rescue Troop. Congratulations to the both of you!" Both of them nodded and high-fived each other and then headed of to their dorms. Asula waved one of her robotic arms, "All of you, off to bed!" The rest of the Pok
Peter Panxx - o1 - xxxxPeter Pan8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
He's dirty. Filthy clothes, filthy habits, filthy manners. I can see the grime beneath his fingernails when he walks, when he speaks; it's all I see. Dirt beneath his fingernails. I wonder who he really is.
There is nothing nice about him. Nothing to like about him. His voice is rough, his hair is matted. He never takes care of himself because no one tells him he's worth it. Everyone is worth it. But no one tells him. No one.
xx - o2 - xxxx
A ribbon is braided into his hair. Blue, like his eyes, like mine. I don't ask about it, I won't. Still no one tells him he is better than he thinks. Better than they think. Better than I think.
There's still dirt beneath his fingernails.
xx - o3 - xxxx
I realize he likes trees. This will continue to prove problematic for some time.
xx - o4 - xxxx
He seems to be clever. Completely uneducated, but intelligent. I can't reason with him, I can't philosophize with him, but I can feel for him. I can reach him. I read the pain in his eyes be
Pokeumans: The Renegade Chapter 2 Chapter 2: No Going Back NowPokeumans: The Renegade Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After so long of not being able to see him, after so much time has passed... I might be able to see one of my long-time friends again. I just HAD to know.
"TURNER!?" I call out to the kid.
Almost immediately, the one person that I hope is Turner faces me. His hair threw me off at first, but I remembered that he had gotten it edged up from a picture he sent me. Everything else, though, was unmistakable; the freckles on his face, the skinny body built for straight speed, streamlined for maximum power, the ginger color of what little hair he had left, those blue irises...
It could only be him.
"Cameron!? IS THAT YOU!?" he calls back.
"YEAH, IT IS! HUG ME, BROTHAH!!!" I yell like Josh does to Drake from that one Nick show, Drake and Josh. (...what? Oh, don't you give me that ****ing look, that show was great.)
I run up to him and I immediately bear hug him out of sheer happiness. I hadn't seen Turner in almost 3 years. We definitely had some catching up
Pokeumans Chapter 7The door closed behind me. "This is it Brandon," I said to myself, "This is your chance to prove yourself. You've trained hard for this day. Now let's rock and roll!" I looked up. I was in a big room with four gold doors numbered 1 to 4. Each had a lock on it. I noticed the bottom of the handle of the key I was holding felt funny. I turned it over to see a big number 1. I remembered Reggie had said the first challenger was easy, but he was an experienced battler. I walked over to the first door and jammed the huge key into the lock and turned the key. The key stuck in the door, and it slowly slid open. I triumphantly stepped through the door to challenge the first of the Elite Four, and gasped when I saw my opponent.Pokeumans Chapter 74 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a Snorlax, a BIG Snorlax. He was on his back on a giant cushion, snoring like a bear. I stifled a small laugh. This was my opponent? I had a major advantage against him, but still they wouldn't have let him in the Elite Four if he was a pushover. Then a thought came
Pokeumans Chapter 8I was shooting across the stars. I saw the planets and comets and meteors flying by me as I flew. I was heading for a bright light, which got brighter and brighterPokeumans Chapter 84 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I landed on a hard, white surface, surrounded by a white background. "Hello!" I called, "Is anyone here!" I looked around. There was nothing. Nothing, but pure empty white background. "Spiritus? Are you here? Is anyone here?" I looked around, but there was no one in sight. "Am I alone ?" I looked around and sighed. I was completely alone
"You are never alone young one "
I turned my head and looked, and there he was, Spiritus, my nighttime guardian. "Oh Spiritus, I'm glad you're here. I have no idea where we are." He smiled, and raised his paws. In an instant the white background was changed into a beautiful landscape. We were standing on a beach, under the moonlight. The ocean's waves gently rolled onto the shore. "Whoa, this is amazing," I breathed. Spiritus smiled, "This is where
Messenger Part 6 part 1By: ampharosisawesomeMessenger Part 6 part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Brandon is WHAT!?" I yelled in disbelief. I couldn't believe it at all. Brandon, one of my best friends, had been thrown into prison. Steven nodded nervously "Yeah it's true." He said. "But how!?" I yelled. Deep within me, the same rage I had felt when Jerry the Nidorino had insulted me was building again. "It was Mindy! She told everyone Brandon was a spy!" exclaimed Trevor. "SHE WHAT!?" I yelled suddenly, the anger inside me growing even more. "Cameron come on calm down. We don't know if she-" "SHE'S LYING!!!" I burst out suddenly as I turned and punched the wall out of sheer frustration. I heard a small cracking sound from my hand but I was too angry to care. "That witch is a lying, manipulative snake in the grass!! I HATE HER!!!" The rage inside was starting to boil over. "Cameron! Calm down!" Steven said again as he ran over and placed his hand lightly on my shoulder. "huh?" I mumbled suddenly. Once again, the anger within me vanished mysteriously,
Pokeumans Body Swap Contest Entry(Notice: ~~~ will be used to indicate switches from Brandon’s POV presented in first person to situations presented in third person)Pokeumans Body Swap Contest Entry2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Inputting power supply…”
“Setting beams to maximum capacity…”
“No abnormalities, all systems seem clear…”
“Okay, I think we’ve got it gentlemen…”
Mr. Galasin the Alakazam, the director of technology, was working with several of the top Pokéuman scientists the Long Island Base had to offer. The experiment, a laser beam that could switch the minds of two beings.
“With this machine we should easily be able to infiltrate Pokéxtinction bases under the cover of Pokéxtinction agents,” marveled a Hypno.
“And this may hold the key to getting Pokéumans back into human bodies…” replied a Sandslash.
“Gentlemen, prepare to launch the experiment,” said Mr. Galasin.
Since the machine was still a prototype, they would start by switching the
Pokeumans: The Renegade Chapter 3 Chapter 3: The First DayPokeumans: The Renegade Chapter 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As soon as the outcry was heard, Lance immediately directed his attention to me and my friends. It was apparent that he didn't take too kindy to our sudden outburst, as his normally docile appearance had been replaced with a sudden anger.
"Is there a problem?" asked Lance, a hint of anger reaching his voice as I suspected.
"YEAH, THERE'S A PROBLEM! Why are we forced to be here for 3 years!?" demanded Turner. To be honest, I've seen him angry before, but he was genuinely pissed, which made me lessen my dread and anger some.
"It is to ensure the safety of anyone who comes here! Would you rather take your chances against the Pokextinctionists without proper training, not knowing anything about what you've become!?" was Lance's angry reply. The microphone made his words all the more voluminous.
After that, my anger subsided, as did my entire team's, along with my dread turning into simple worriment of how the enclosed space would affect
Pokeumans Chapter 5After being followed all day by a strange Pokémon, I've finally tracked him or her down. "Alright whoever you are, come out here so I can see who you are!" The figure stepped out of the shadows. It was a Riolu. "Who are you?" I asked. While blushing intensively he got closer and bowed to the floor. "My name is Gonzalo, and I want you to be my master!"Pokeumans Chapter 54 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I stepped back for a second. "Me? Your m-master?" The request had left me dumbstruck. The Riolu stepped a bit closer. "Yes, I-, I saw you in the tournament and you looked so cool and stuff, and I want you to teach me to be strong like you!" That voice! I had heard it before. It was back in the jail cell. "But I want to see Brandon!" It was the same voice as the person who was arguing with the Walrein guard! "Was it, was it you who was trying to see me?" I asked. He nodded. "Yup, it was me." I was still a bit dazzled. "Um, Gonzalo," I started, "Please, call me AB or Bear," he said. He had a necklace with the letters AB on it. "AB?" I
Internal FlameVulpix TF Solo RequestInternal Flame3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jeff gasped as a slight shock jabbed into his side. Looking down, he was confused to simply find his Vulpix rubbing its head against his bare side. He pushed himself away from the Pokémon a slight amount. He wasn't sure what the shocking feeling was. But, whatever it was started making Jeff feel hot on the inside. But, it wasn't a painful and burning heat. It was rather soothing and comforting. The heat emitted from his central torso and gave off some kind of energy into his body. Looking at his left side where he felt the shock, Jeff was jaw dropped on what he saw.
Short brown fuzz was slowly starting to grow at where the shock was. Jeff nearly yelped as he fell off his bed in shock. His Vulpix walked to the end of the bed and looked down at Jeff. He flipped himself onto his side; observe the short brown fuzz that was forming. Rubbing a hand on it, he noticed it was very soft like fur. Jeff noticed that the fur was slowly beginning to grow more; very slowly
Writers and Poets“Why are you a poet?”Writers and Poets3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“I’m not a poet.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Then what are you?”
“A word-rhymer, a heart-breaker, a word master. I could go on for a very long time, you know?”
“Oh, I know.”
“And how do you know?”
“Because I’m not a writer.”
“Then what are you?”
“I am a word slinger, a heart’s reflection, a person maker, a story teller. I can go on you, know?”
“Indeed, you are not a writer.”
“Nor are you a poet.”
“We’re much more than that.”
“We’re the guides to our worlds.”
The Life of an Espeon Hybrid - Part 1DNA integration at 12%. Research as to species designation 196 proceeding smoothly. Test subject given serial number of E-16-A.The Life of an Espeon Hybrid - Part 111 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Giovanni smiled. His research was progressing smoothly. Soon, he would have the army he so desperately wanted.
He awoke with a start. He was still a bit disoriented, but he was fairly certain that he was strapped down to a table. After a quick look around, he confirmed that was the case, and that there were many wires attached to him all over his body. He couldn't remember much, not even his own name. He tried to move his hand and felt a sharp pain - there appeared to be some sort of needle sticking out of it, connected to a tube with a light purple liquid either coming into it or coming out of it. Suddenly, he went onto high alert.
Someone is coming...
"Ah, so you're awake, are you?" A gruff voice came from behind him. He couldn't see the man speaking, as he couldn't turn his head to look. "As long as you cooperate, everything will be easy for y
Fall of the SovietsDecember 27th, 1991Fall of the Soviets2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dear Wang Yao,
I am sure you have heard by now....yesterday the Soviet Union collapsed...it makes me sad...I have lost everything I had known again. It’s like the death’s of the Romanov family and how my country fell from being rules by czars to being a communist country ruled by the government. It is not as bad as losing little Anastasia and her family, but...it is still horrible.
I will never understand...how could I lose so much? Everyone seems to hate me....and they left. The baltics, my sisters, everybody who was my ally when I was Soviet...but most importantly....you. I hate myself, I do, for letting such stupidity tear us apart. And something as simple as our governments?
This is not why I am writing you....I am sorry to digress. I simply want to tell you I am sorry. I don’t care what my new boss says, I will always have this feeling for you. A...yearning to be with you. You are my sunflower, the light of my life...since the day I met you, a