AudinoAudino4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I was fighting an Audino once...a wild one. Got it in the red, and it used Heal Pulse right before I finished it off. I felt so guilty walking away that I put Anna, my Audino, in my party and began training her immediately to fill the 5th slot, as I only had a semi-permanent team of four at the time. First move I made her learn was Heal Pulse.
Wouldn't you feel guilty, too? You've been struggling to take this thing down...both your Pokemon and the wild Audino are exhausted...it's on the verge of fainting, and it heals you instead, even though it knows what will happen next.
It wasn't that bad when it happened, but when I thought about it...I stood there for a little bit after it was over and realized what it had done.
Tabunne are worth so much EXP...but really, all they want to do is help you.
Originalshipping: PasswordRed sighed as he flipped through the magazine Green left on the couch before he flew out of the front doors of his house that morning to open up the gym. He had been so bored he flipped the couch on its side so it had a little tunnel he could crawl through. To create more room he took off the cushions and elongated the tunnel all the way to the hallway next to the front door.Originalshipping: Password3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He flipped the magazine on its side. On the cover of the magazine it read 'Dream homes'. So needless to say if Red didn't want to buy one, he could make a fort made from furniture pieces to look like one. He never took anything apart, instead he worked around the odd ball things. Like the legs of a chair he made into a long table under a series of blankets strategically draped across from the couch over the chairs and over to the little hooks on the walls that were originally intended to hang Green's pictures of his family and his teams.
The former champion eyed the dream house he had been stealing the layout from
Stupid and Ignorant JuggalosStupid and Ignorant Juggalos5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
As many of you know, I'm a proud Juggalo. God knows why, it's nothing to be proud of these days, I might as well be saying I'm proud to be a fat, illiterate 13-year-old internet tough guy with a brain the size of a pea, but I am.
I have so much faith in the Juggalo subculture, or at least I did. So many of us seem to be playing into the stereotypes others make for us, we might as well be a bunch of black people eating watermelon and fried chicken, sitting on the porch and playing a banjo while masa beats us with a whip. That's right, Juggalos. We've become niggers.
[I'm going to take a moment to let stupid people know that by "nigger" I mean an ignorant fool who appeals to the worst stereotypes and assumptions about their own culture, the ones who ruin being part of something for everybody else.]
You're lazy, you're stupid and needlessly violent, you make death threats and substitute curse words for an actual argument, you have poor grammar and no tact or impulse control. And worst of
To Love My Darkness-WandaTo Love My Darkness-To Love My Darkness-Wanda7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Cosmo!" I call cheerfully as I begin dragging my things into the hall, "I'm back!"
A green head pokes out inquiringly from within the kitchen, and I wave cheerfully. "Morning!"
A warm smile graces his face. "Wanda! You're home!"
He trundles out into the hall and grabs my bags after giving me a rib-crushing hug, clearly intent on hauling them upstairs.
I grab one of the heavier pieces of luggage when he's not looking and follow him upstairs, laughing with him while he tries to act tough.
He tosses me an annoyed glance over his shoulder. "Oh, shut up," he scolds. I can't help but grin. I love being home.
"How's Timmy? Are his grades any better, I hope?"
A sad smile flits across my husband's face. "Not quite, I'm afraid."
I sigh and shake my head. "He'll fail this year if he doesn't get his act together."
Cosmo shakes his head as he deposits m
Wings - A Metroid FanFicThe day was a warm and sunny, the kind of day that the hatchlings often found it tiresome to play outside, and would retreat to the comforts of their homes. It was days like these Samus would often find herself wandering the large halls of the temple, studying the historical art on it's walls, or reading the history of her adoptive kin.Wings - A Metroid FanFic10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
While scanning the hieroglyphs of one such wall, her attention was drawn to a rather large dipiction of a Chozo. Though rather normal looking, the unusual part were the large, impressive wings upon the Chozo's back. And not just one Chozo, but many others were seen with wings.
Samus glanced around her. She was certain Chozos did not have wings. She had never seen them fly, nor did she see any sort of thing that bore any sign that the Chozos were ever winged. She was almost compelled to peek under the robes of a nearby temple attendant to see if maybe they were hiding their wings. Instead, she tugged at the train of the attendant's robes as he passed her
ToLoveMyDarkness-All Together-Wanda-ToLoveMyDarkness-All Together6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I have lost the person most precious to me.
The godson who had opened my eyes and warmed my heart with his love. My poor Timmy...falling prey to his darkness' strong embrace. I fear for him and so does my husband. But soon it will not matter, within a few years we shall be gone from his world and then there will be nothing to stop the darkness from claiming him.
I see in his eyes, the love he has for his other half. I know he loves him and that just makes it more painful to see how far he's fallen. He's falling...and he doesn't even care.
My husband is a wreck, always worrying about our godson. I knew he cared for Timmy, but now it's obvious what his true feelings are...it breaks his heart to see Timmy in the arms of another man. He silently cries every night knowing that he will wake up to see Timmy lying with someone else. He dies a little inside every time he sees our godson give away his love to someone other than him.
I myself am dying...
He hates me now, my beloved godson
To Love My Darkness-NTxTTo Love My DarknessTo Love My Darkness-NTxT7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He'd run all the way home.
His lungs were bursting and his legs ached and his heart hammered wildly in his chest.
But still - still...
Timmy darted through the doorway, shouted a meaningless greeting to his parents, and pelted up the stairs to his room.
He flung open the door, slammed it shut just as quickly, and flung his backpack into the corner. Only then did he look up to meet the accusing eyes of the other half of his soul.
Oh God, he thought frantically, How do I explain this?
//Timmy...// it was not quite the greeting he expected. Low-voiced, even, trembling with some suppressed emotion. And he was angry. Very, very angry. Of course - had Nega done something similar, he himself would be furious.
"I..." he flailed helplessly. He hadn't had a plan when he had come barging in here, only the vaguest of ideas that if he returned to his other's side, everything would be all right.
"You what?" Nega Timmy bit out, the power around him swirling in agitation. It
Pokemon Dead ChannelI was introduced to the video game realm a tad late than most other people. For most, if not all, of my early childhood I was isolated from other kids and I had next to no social interactions. My days were spent in a prison like school and my nights rotted away with mind numbing TV. Life was dull and boring, all I had were my stuffed animals and cheap plastic toys to talk to. That's when I got a Gamecube.Pokemon Dead Channel4 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was the christmas of 2003 I believe. I was overjoyed at having my own video game station. It came with the games Super Mario Sunshine, Pac Man World 2, and Pokemon Channel. Each of those games still hold a special place in my heart today. As soon as the Gamecube was set up and ready to go I began playing it immediately.
The first game I played was Super Mario Sunshine. This game is what got me hooked onto the Mario series. After playing it for hours straight and finally finding a level I just couldn't get past I turned to Pac Man World 2. Amazingly enough, I got stuck on level two.
Lavender SuicidesLavender Town Syndrome over rated? True. Lavendar Town Syndrome is fake?Lavender Suicides4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It started about... what, 2 months ago? Yeah, 2 months ago, about halfway through October. I was on Youtube, searching for random videos of who knows what when one of the people I subscribed uploaded a video. They were uploading a video that had scary video game music every day of the month until Halloween, and so far they had been uploading some pretty good and very unnerving music I had never heard before. So I was shocked to see they had uploaded Pokemon music.
I clicked on it anyways. It was the old, first version of the Lavender Town theme song. When I listened to the theme I remembered hearing it before, when I had played through the game. It honestly didn't sound scary at all to me, I actually even liked hearing it. But then I looked at the comments on the video.
Some users were talking about how Japanese kids had committed suicide on themselves after listening to this song. Interested,
To Love My Darkness-CosmoCosmo's POVTo Love My Darkness-Cosmo7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They think I don't know.
How could I not know?
He's my godchild. A precious gift, a beautiful treasure, one that I am honored to have. He's such a sweet, gentle child, kinder and softer than this world should permit. No one so delicate could survive in this world alone.
But then, there's his other.
And damn the world should it harm him at all.
I suppose that stupid wish began it - or did it really? No, of course not... Timmy has always been a strange one, too clever and delicate by half, too vulnerable yet unshakably strong.
When he was growing up, I think he felt it too. Few friends - despite all of my trying. No sports - he preferred solitude with his video games and comics. Quiet tranquillity and softness suited one such as he far better than anything else.
Beautiful, blank, and empty. Little passion to coax his shy soul into flame.
Then that stupid wish.
"I wish I
Audino Wants to Play - ORIGINAL PASTAAudino Wants to Play - ORIGINAL PASTA4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today I decided that I'd desperately need to level grind for the Elite Four. My team was pretty weak and stood no chance at all.
Shauntal dominated my Pokemon easily, as well as Grimsley, this was beginning to be a problem.
After multiple loses against the Elite Four, battling the trainers in the stadiums, I knew there was only one option left, Audino.
Audino gives a lot of EXP and EVs when you beat them, so it's only a natural choice. I set a lucky egg on my Pokemon and went searching.
Luckily there was some grass shaking the moment I went near it, hey, what do ya know? Audino!
I forgot to switch my Emboar out at the beginning, no matter, at least those with EXP share can get some EXP. I hit it with a flamethrower and continued looking for shaking grass.
Usually it's within 200 steps, luckily about 20 steps in I encountered another Audino. At first I thought it might've been shiny since the sprite showed up a bit darker, but disregarded that when I saw it was still pink. Might have ju
Return of the Autobots, Ch. 1PrologueReturn of the Autobots, Ch. 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alliances do not last forever, and the agreement between the humans and us was no exception. Once it was decided that our Decepticon foes were no longer on their planet, Earth's leaders once more asked for our departure. We left without a fight. But still we watched, and waited; waited for a sign that all was not as it seemed.
Our enemies had not abandoned the war, and once again Earth was put in the middle. While they may have forgotten us, the day will never come when we forsake the human race. That much has been promised.
Iris brushed a stray strand of her light brown hair out of her blue eyes, tucking it behind her ear as she smiled at the next man in line. She didn't particularly enjoy smiling so often, let alone for so long, but that was part of the job requirement to be a cashier at Wal-Mart apparently. And a part she could live without.
"Hi, did you find everything alright today?" she asked with a lovely voice.
The man huffed and walked away a
To Love My Darkness-TimmyTimmy's POVTo Love My Darkness-Timmy7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They don't understand.
It's all right.
I never expected them to.
Sometimes I hardly understand it myself.
But I can't let go. I won't. Maybe I'm being selfish, and maybe I'm crazy, but nothing on heaven or earth is going to make me stop.
It sounds silly, I'm sure, and maybe I'm just a confused little boy who doesn't know what he wants. I don't know.
But it only feels that way sometimes.
At other times it makes me want to laugh and dance and sing and run screaming through the streets.
Why does it matter, anyway?
There's no escaping it, and I don't want to.
It's not that I enjoy harming others - I do my best to do the exact opposite! I can't help it, not really - I just... It just happens, sometimes... I don't mean it to, but...
It's not me, it's him.
God, but that sounds trite.
Maybe it is.
Maybe I am.
Maybe we are, but it doesn't feel that way.
No, this is overwhelming and addictive and completely insane. But trite? Never.
I don't know when it started - maybe I've fe
To Love My Darkness-Nega TimmyNega Timmy's POVTo Love My Darkness-Nega Timmy7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He's asleep now.
He was watching me before. He fell asleep with head propped on my chest. He's so careless, sometimes, in his schoolwork and the like... not that it really matters. He was made for greater things.
My sweet little light... mine.
He worries for his god parents, I know. He will worry for his friends. He will worry for me - for what I could do. For what I could never do.
I did not fight eternity only to lose him now.
They will not understand - how could they? They know nothing of waiting forever and a day, know nothing of finally claiming their own precious savior.
No one can ever understand save those who were trapped in hell alongside me.
We all know. Fear and pain? Mere trifles against a larger ache. Try and block out the endless shadows and receive only mocking laughter in ruthless return.
Light is never so treasured as by those who have been blinded.
Try it. Try choking on the darkness until all you breathe is the night. Try wandering the endles
Family Bonds"Bumblebee?"Family Bonds4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The question came from a small, young form, his voice echoed a bit in the empty and impossibly large hall. Raphael or just 'Raph' as the boy preferred to be called by both family and his closer friends... some part of the was both amused and just a tad bit sad the only true friends were two teens far older than him and giant alien robots.
...he had such an interesting social life.
Something went /clump/ somewhere in the semi distance and the sound echoed and re-echoed down the halls, making Raph flinch a little. The boy stayed close to the right wall, not quite confident in the semi dark that was most of the Autobot base when alone. The mechs didn't need nearly as much light as the humans did after all, so half the base, as Ratchet explained once, was kept at minimum light levels to none for power conservation.
"Bumblebee?" Raph called again, and no his voice wasn't any higher than normal. There was nothing in the Autobot base that could possibly hurt him the boy knew (oth
Head on the WallLaying my head back on the wall.Head on the Wall5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stare at the ceiling, waiting for it to fall.
Everything crumbles down on me.
No one ever seems to notice, do you not see?
Just an average person I think you are.
No one special, but on me. Another scar.
If I cry, it's only while I bleed.
My broken old compass is all that I need.
I lay back on there, on that dirty plain white wall.
Awaiting doomsday and another angry call.
A giver I am, but what do I get?
Just another pointless quarter to bet.
Drowning in sorrow I wait for the night.
To fall into a slumber, Ridden with fright.
Ending the day, and ending the fight.
I let go of the pain and last peice of light.
I sit once more. Alone in the dark.
But now on a bench. Bare, and left in the park.
Drench me in guilt and then dump on the pain.
I don't seem to care, but then I slit open my vain.
Dripping in blood, am I truely insane?
Just lying here, bleeding in the rain.
Are you the godess, here to save me?
Take me to heaven, forever to be.
Don't leave me al
Bannette"You threw me out into the trash. I know you did it on purpose, too. You wanted to get rid of me, didn't you? Haha, you cannot get rid of me that easily. Let's just say we'll be together... forever."Bannette3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"You first bought me as a nice, beautiful toy, one that you loved to cuddle with in the Poké Mart. I was the first 'prototype' toy. You were only a baby, then. You would hug me, and I liked it. I liked it when you hugged me so tightly that I couldn't breathe. I liked that. I liked it when you drooled oall over me because you smiled so much looking at me. I like that. But once you were older, and you didn't need a crib, your parents built a shelf over you dresser. I didn't like that. That was when you were 4, remember? I remember. The first morning you had the shelf, you woke up, looked at me. I still had that same ol' smile on my face. You then walked over to the shelf. I didn't really like that. You then climbed onto your dresser, and put me onto the shelf. I really didn't
RRSS: The First Christmas for Chole!Title: The First ChristmasRRSS: The First Christmas for Chole!2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Series: Megaman Classic
Characters: Second Generation and an early model of Fake Man aka Officer Flashman.
Summary: With the coming of winter arrives the holiday season; a season the second generation fails to understand as they carry on with their robotic lives several months after their defeat at the hands of Mega Man.
Snow drifted aloofly as if it were a day dreaming child down from the stormy gray heavens cast over Monsteropolis. Many seemed to pay no mind to the colorless flakes that began to decorate the ruined cityscape with white. Instead, they paid heed to the chill brought with it and dressed in heavy jackets or coats, lined hats or toboggans, scarves, gloves, and a variety of footwear. The humans trekked begrudgingly through the mess that drained the color from the city and imposed with a gloom that the city's recent destruction couldn't compare with as the ruins from the
love for someone like medo you think there is love for someone like melove for someone like me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
quiet and earnest, stubborn and reclusive,
the plant that refuses to grow?
is there love for the withdrawn, for the plain and the beautiful,
an ear for the soft voice, locked away,
a kiss for the mouth of a virgin?
are there arms to hold a body awkward and needy
eyes to appreciate lonely freckles, scars white and thin?
is there someone patient enough to coax out words
buried deep in this wary soul,
and treasure them with the entirety of their beating heart?
can they look past the silence of stiff shoulders and stone wall expressions
to the child, round faced, reaching out with shaking fingers
and not scoff at their desperation, the halting whispers?
is there someone out there who could possibly love
someone like me?
Glitch Diary - NOIGlitch Diary - NOI4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
What defines a glitch to us? Is it a faulty error in programming? Is it a convenient tool that just screams "GLITCHED!!!" in amusement to our advantage?
The answer is both of those, but in this particular situation, there is one glitch that still confuses me, even though it's more recent, it left me with quite a few fears, and I've shared it's story with friends who have also feared what this glitch has done.
A few weeks ago I decided to replay Red version on an emulator, but I wanted to do something fun. I used Gameshark to obtain MissingNo from the beginning, however... I ended up getting 'M.
But Hey! I was aiming to make this party nifty and use only glitch Pokemon, so getting 'M was inevitable. I caught a few Pokemon, level grinded enough so I could go face Brock, yep, definitely was able to work with this. With my 'M named Noi, we were ready to go to town and curb-stomp this game.
I decided to save my game, take a break, eat dinner, then return to playing a bit later.
Bulbasaur Family ReportBulbasaurBulbasaur Family Report3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Scientific Name (Portentum/herbis Anlange winzig)
Appearance: The bulbasaur family appear much like large, quadruped lizards, with the noticeable accoutrement of a particularly immense flower, in varying stages of development. Their bodies are generally blue-green in color with a variety of darker spots flush over them. The flower upon their backs acts in a symbiotic manner with the creature, and it is easily seen that the roots of the plant pierce deep into the creature's body.
Habitat: The bulbasaur family usually live in great plains, where they can soak up as much light as possible. Though they can survive in forests and other areas, the naturally flat areas of plains allow for the greatest access to sun, as well as allowing them to more easily protect themselves and each other.
Behavior: Primarily a herd animal, the exact behaviors of the bulbasaur family depend on how developed they are.
Bulbasuar: Bulbasaur are the most
What I don't tell you.-Friend: How are you?What I don't tell you.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
~Girl: I'm horrible. I can't stand how everything plays out and my one friend I love more than anything else in the world doesn't even know. I've known him forever, years, but it's like I fade into the background when there are other people around and I mean nothing. How can someone treat a person that cares so much about them like that? Why can't the real world be simple like it was when the worst thing that happened was when you broke your crayon and had to get another? What happened to the world being somewhat like it was when you were little and didn't know anything?
~Girl: *Thinking* They doesn't care about my problems. It's just being rude telling them. I'll be alright on my own. It'll be okay. It's best not to bother them. They probably have things wrong with them too; much worse than me. I'm just being pathetic.
~Girl: I'm fine. You?
-Friend Good to hear. I'm pretty good
029 - Happiness"He's cute," Cliffjumper observed with a sincere smile.029 - Happiness4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arcee lifted her gaze to smile at Cliffjumper. "Kinda makes you wonder if he's yours, huh?" she teased.
He nudged her shoulder and settled on the berth next to her, wrapping one arm around her shoulder and looking down at the newly sparked being in her arms. He was small, he was sleeping and he was cute. He was also bright yellow with black details.
Arcee leaned her head on Cliffjumper's shoulder, brushing her fingers over the sparkling's helm. Life had been hell as of lateCliff had been on an off-planet tour of duty most all of the time she had been carrying, save a holiday or two. She'd been continuing with her duties as best she could in the meantime, up until well, up until today.
If Arcee ever said sparking a youngling was a painless experience, she was lying and Cliffjumper was to call her on it. It hurt like frag, yeah but seeing a new life, one she and her bonded had created and nurtured even over
This Crazy Life (Mephisto x Reader) (Chapter 6) I could just feel the cold stares on my back as I walked down the Academy halls. Hearing the student’s whispers fluttered the hallways atmosphere as I passed them, as they dodged away from me when I walked. I was the new controversy of the school and I scared them. Yeah, I've been through a lot and the kids here did not go unheard. I appeared as a monster to them with my fangs and ears, let alone the rumors of me and the headmaster having a relationship, were certainly reinforced having a ring clearly on my left hand. It pissed me off and it was none of their business anyways. It was fun to mess with them by growling at the girls that scoffed me or bumping into them "accidentally" at one or two occasionally. Usually I would never rebel but it wasn’t like I blended in today either, so it really won’t matter either way. Their opinions of me feel obsolete because I will be here for a long time and I won’t even have to worryThis Crazy Life (Mephisto x Reader) (Chapter 6)2 years ago in Romance More Like This