Creepypasta: DeadeonKylie walked down the path slowly. She was nervous about being anywhere near tall grass, because recent TV reports had mentioned a dangerous pokemon running wild through all of Sinnoh. Kylie only had five pokemon: Turtwig, Bidoof, Starly, Shinx, and Zubat.Creepypasta: Deadeon4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kylie froze. "Hello?" she called tentatively. "Is someone there?" She peered into the bushes, looking carefully for signs of a trainer.
The tall grass shook harder. Kylie remembered something her father had once told her. "Remember, Kylie, if the undergrowth rustles, it means a rare pokemon is hiding there. So always look for rustling grass!"
As always, thinking about her dad upset Kylie, since he had been killed by a rabid Ursaring two years ago. But if the grass was rustling, didn't it mean there was a rare pokemon there?
I've got to find out, Kylie decided. Nervously, she took a step into the tall grass where it rustled. Instantly the young trainer was accosted by a w
Creepypasta: Blood-RedCreepypasta: Blood-Red4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
THIS WORK IS MORE THAN THREE YEARS OLD. I HAVE SINCE IMPROVED. PLEASE REFRAIN FROM COMMENTING ON HOW BAD IT IS UNLESS YOU FEEL THAT YOU HAVE A UNIQUE LOOK ON HOW TO IMPROVE OR WHAT WENT WRONG. Thank you for your patience.
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
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 3Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The hoot of an owl sounded, and managed to wake Ethan up. He opened his eyes slowly, and for his right eye, difficultly. Something seemed to be caked around his right eye, but he managed to look up.
He was lying on his back on the ground, in the middle of the forest; looking up into the sky. It was dark now, the sun had set and the numerous stars shined like gems in the sky. Ethan groaned, his entire body felt sore. Not quite remembering what had taken place, he tried to pick himself off of the ground, failed, and fell. He tried once more, and managed to sit up. He noticed a very strong scent in the air as well.
Something was off, his vision felt odd. The night seemed clearer to him, it was easier to point out different objects. His hand felt as if there was something on it. Ethan raised his right hand to look at it. Once his eyes made out the hand in the darkness, he gasped in horror at the sight of it.
Ethan’s right hand w
PsychotrhaSo tell me your story if you like.Psychotrha2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hi, my name is Dan and I fear many things, most simple things but my biggest fear sounds more stupid then the rest of them... Bunnies and rabbits are my biggest fear. You may think they are soft and cute, and most bunnies are... But not this one... I know that you will think I'm insane and crazy after this story, the story of why I became insane...
I was outside in the garden, just chilling, reading and drinking my soda. My little sister, Carly had her friend over so they could play in the pool. They loved jumping in to the pool. Then Carly and her friend jumped in to the pool at the same time so the water splashed all over me. While I walked in to the house all wet, they said sorry when I walked in, but I just ignored them.
When I came in the house my mom said to me
-Well now that you're wet you can just as well take a shower. You haven't taken a shower for three days now, you smell sweat.
-Yeah, yeah! I guess I'll do that then.
I responded with an a
Creepypasta: Forever ZubatEver since that damned pokemon was discovered in caves, pokemon trainers all over the world have had to deal with its constant attacks. There have been millions of comics made millions of complaints but it doesn't change a thing. And I know this for a fact.Creepypasta: Forever Zubat3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the beginning, there was just one Zubat but I think you will learn the story in good time. For now, listen to my story. Listen to the tale of one of the greatest trainers in the world of pokemon before it happened.
I started out normally, of course my starter pokemon was a Turtwig and we were good friends. Our journeys were long and exhausting, but we managed to pull through every gym battle, every trainer battle, every wild pokemon encounter. Eventually, we caught more pokemon, but my Turtwig was still my constant favorite. Of course, he leveled up and eventually evolved into a Torterra.
As everyone knows, Zubats and Rattatas are some of the most common pokemon. Well, of course, when I arrived in a
Creepypasta: Mad LoveBianca trotted through town. Her paws pushed up against her chest and fluffed up her paw fur. The other pokemon looked away. Those who were rude enough to stare gaped. Bianca turned up her nose and padded softly up to the shop run by Travis R. Flareon. He was organizing a large pile of berries and his back was turned.Creepypasta: Mad Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sir," Bianca said quietly. Travis turned around and his eyes popped.
"Um-um-um-" he stammered nervously. "Mrs. Bianca? Erm, what do you want? Well, that is, what would you like?"
Bianca leaned in close. "I want all your Oran berries and your TMs. And I don't expect to have to pay for it."
"Well, erm, Mrs. Bianca, I, uh, I'm not sure if I can afford to give away so much for free," Travis stammered. Bianca leaned over the counter and kissed his cheek. Travis blushed. "But I'll make it work." He turned and gave her a pile of Oran berries and TMs.
"Thanks, hon," Bianca said with a dangerous smile. She began to turn, but then stopped. Perhaps he deserves just a
MetamorphosisEver since I killed that little son-of-a-bitch with my own hands I've been irrationally obsessed. I just can't stop. It comes in the night and the day. That face... ever since that one day, it's been playing on my mind like a broken video tape. I ... I saved my brother from it, the face, a few months ago.Metamorphosis3 years ago in Horror More Like This
It had been reported on the news that a dangerous killer was on the loose in our area. There had been no pretext up to this, no strange events, just regular life until one night on the news there had been a reported mystery killing of a little girl that lived only a few streets away from us. Every time I had asked my parents about it, they had hushed up about it and refused to give me any proper details, saying they didn't want to worry me and my brother too much.
Of course, what a mistake that almost was. One night I was woken up by a sharp, but cut off scream from my brother's room down the hall. The door was open so I tiptoed in, there was a black mass crouching over my brother's b
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 5Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ethan continued through the forest. It was at least midday now, though he couldn’t tell how long he had been walking for. His foot hurt very badly, but he didn’t know where he could go for help, or who to ask for help.
He stopped and looked down at his injured foot. Dark blood had dried and caked on his toes around where they were bent upwards. Ethan grimaced and looked away, hoping it wouldn’t get infected.
Ethan limped over to a tree and leaned against it, trying to think of where to go next. He didn’t want to go back to the house where he had heard the two people talking in a different language, as he was afraid they were going to be hostile. He couldn’t go back home; his parents didn’t believe him. He couldn’t go into town, either, because the townsfolk would probably shoot him on sight.
Then he gained a shred of hope when he remembered his friends. Surely Penny and Luke would believe
REAPER - Creepy pastaREAPER - Creepy pasta4 years ago in Drama More Like This
I went into town with my friends one day, we were looking in the shops and buying stuff. Me and one of my friends saw a game shop and went in it, only us two though, none of the others were interested in games.
My friend saw the Nintendo games and called me over to have a look at them.
Then I saw a game on special offer, it was second hand but that didn't matter. It was Pokemon HeartGold, my friend had already got HeartGold, but I hadn't, so I bought it.
It was weird how it was only £1, but I soon got that out of my mind.
When I arrived home from shopping with my friends, I quickly grabbed my Nintendo and took SoulSilver out the game cartridge and slotted HeartGold in. The little scene played and brought me to the start menu. The person who had originally played this had a play time of 0:30 minutes and was a male and called DEATH. I shrugged, who ever had played this game must just be trying to scare young children. So I clicked on their data and the game played.
I found my self i
KnockingBeing the only one awake in a house at the witching hour isn't always the best of ideas. Besides no one being awake to help you, every small sound would make you jump.Knocking1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Knocking. This kept the adult male from concentrating on his work, a presentation he had to review before his keynote speech in two day's time. Fingers trembled slightly as he tried to type, the key strokes slowing to a stop. Slowly pushing the chair back, wheels somewhat creaking, he stood up and walked carefully to the bedroom, where he peaked through the door, the light from the hallway spilling through the crack and illuminating a strip of the room. There, on the bed, was his wife and young daughter, sound asleep. Sighing, he realized with some relief that they were okay.
As he pulled the door over, his muscles seized up as the light knocking sounded again, from the opposite side of the home. Treading lightly, he stopped in front of the closed door, one that hasn't been opened f
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 2Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You still going on about that old book?” Luke questioned Ethan as they were walking to school. “It’s probably just some old history book or something that belonged to some foreign guy you know.”
“No, I think it’s more than that. I can feel it.” Ethan replied confidently, thinking about the old and mysterious tome.
“Well . . . Can I see it?” Luke eyed Ethan’s backpack, looking to see if there were any shapes that suggested a large book was in there.
“I left it at home, don’t want anything bad to happen to it.” Ethan informed him, to his disappointment.
“Well it’s been what, a week since you found it? I’m free today; can I come over and see it?” Luke asked hopefully, intrigued by it.
“Not today, sorry; I have some chores.” Ethan thought back to the situation at home, “Something
Creepypasta: A Lavender CurseSo many people... the largest town... so many people... too many people...Creepypasta: A Lavender Curse3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lavender Town. It started out with 41 people, making it the largest town in the Pokemon World. The Pokemon Tower, full of ghosts and Cubone, and one Marowak ghost, is a very popular tourist attraction. But no one knows how Lavender Town lost so many people at one time. I do... and I can tell you.
You're itching for this to be a scary story, I see. I can tell by the way your eyes are shining, even in this dark cave. You think
(so many people too many people)
that it's the sort of story that sends shivers up one's spine. Well, you may be right. It all depends on how you think of it.
It was so long ago that it happened... my frail old mind must recall it. I can tell that you want to see how old I am... or at least what I look like. I can't show you that. Not until you've heard my story.
There is a faint purple haze that has always hung over Lavender Town. That is why the town was named so. Because
A Very Black SoulI'm such a pitiful sight now, aren't I? Look at me...old, alone and full of regret. So much for the world's greatest pokemon trainer. I'm nothing more than a monster. I wish there was some way to go back to days of my youth and take back those words that sealed my fate.A Very Black Soul4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hm! You say you don't know me. I can't help but wonder if that's a good thing. You may not know my face, but surely you might have heard my name before? My name is Red. I was once declared the youngest champion in Kanto's history and the only one to hold the title for so long. But that title is a false one. I'm not a champion. I'm nothing more than a senile old man. I said something I shouldn't have. My mother always warned me that I should never make a wish out loud because someone might be listening.
Ah, so you do know who I am! That will surely save time. I'm guessing you've come to find me to ask me how I became the champion and how I managed to hold it. The tale is not a happy one and I am not eager to share it.
Creepypasta: Mask of PowerYamask floated through the pyramid. His mask was clutched in his tail, and his wings were stretched out to their full length. This Yamask was different than others. His eyes were yellow, his mask was silver, and his skin was more like blue than black. Today he was even sadder than ever before.Creepypasta: Mask of Power4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As he turned the corner, following the routine he had gone through so many times a day, Yamask began to feel it.
Ya ya yammmm ya ya yammmm ya ya yammmm
Yamask trembled with emotion. He refused to look down at his mask before he reached the cavern of the remains.
When Yamask entered the cavern, his eyes teared up slightly. The other Yamasks were all floating over the coffins. The lids of the coffins were open. Yamask was late. His coffin was the only one without another floating above it.
Sadly, Yamask went to his coffin and hovered over it. He stared down at the loosely bandage-wrapped face in the casket.
Anxious to let his emotions free, Yamask looked around at his rel