The Never WorldLet's get it out in the open: I play pokémon. I have since I was a kid and they first came out, and I've played nearly every single game that's come out. It's a fun pastime, and there's usually at least one good pokémon per batch, so I keep coming back.The Never World4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, sometimes the new games bore me, and sometimes I long for older games. I've played Red and Blue a few times (Blue especially), but recently I decided I'd go for a different kind of game. I had played LeafGreen as a rom, but never the actual cartridge, so I decided to go out on a limb and buy a used one. I wasn't expecting much other than a fun time, but that wasn't what was in store for me.
I started up the game as normal. There wasn't any saved data, so I started a new game, picked a girl (I always play girl characters; it's just something I've done forever) and named her Ghi. And this is where things got weird.
As always, I grabbed the potion from my mailbox, because I sure as hell wasn't going to lose my first batt
Channeler Keiya My name is Keiya. I'm the Substitute Gym Leader of Ecruteak, a Kimono girl, a Psychic and a Priestess, but I'm also one of if not the last of my class of trainer, you may remember us from Lavender Town, the Channeler Class. I was young when it happened. When they showed up Team Rocket.Channeler Keiya4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I still have nightmares about what they did to that poor Marowak and what happened to me. I was I believe eleven or thirteen when it happened, it's hard to remember most of that day. I just remember that boy, the one whose name was the first color of the rainbow, Red.
He saved me from the spirit that had possessed me and I am forever in his debt. After that I couldn't look Morty and my Haunter in the eyes, I was afraid.
I didn't want to be bound to my home by duty anymore, but I couldn't leave my friend alone with his evil grandmother Agatha. So I stayed and decided I would become the substitute gym leader because I knew there were days when trainers would come an
Lost Vault A1 P1My Little Pony: Friendship is MagicLost Vault A1 P13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Olivine Stone and the Lost Vault
A cool breeze blew through the orange and red leaves of the Fillydelphia University as many earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasi made their way past a large statue in the middle of the common yard. Three carved jade figures, a unicorn, pegasus, and pony, stood on their hind legs giving a high hoof below a Sun and Moon made out of shiny steel. A copper plaque read, "Fillydelphia University: Three Minds Are Better Than One." Fall had come to Fillydelphia and another day of classes was underway. However, one beige colored filly with a red apple mane and heavy saddle bags was not enjoying the sights of the university. She galloped through the common yard, cutting off and nearly colliding with student poines, shouting apologies as she blew past.
"Excuse me! Sorry! Coming through! Watch out!"
With little effort, she vaulted, sailing over a pair of unicorns walking across her path
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.
Megamon chap 4Megamon chap 48 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 4: Dingo's Goal
Chaud walked slowly down the path, trees on either side. Protoman was being carried in his arms (with legs as small as he now had, it was hard to keep up with the NetOp), and feeling very bitter about his new appearance. They had already crossed through one town and a small forest (nothing dared to challenge them-apparently they'd been taught a lesson before now). Chaud had spotted the next town and had sped up, muttering something about the clouds above them. He stopped short and shifted protoman so he could get out his pokedex and point it at some bushes.
"Jolteon, the lightning pokemon. Jolteon's cells generate a low level of electricity. This power is amplified by the static electricity of its fur, enabling it to drop thunderbolts. When angered, the hairs on Jolteon's body turn into needles that are fired at its opponent."
A spiky yellow and white creature poked its head out of the bushes and blinked at them. A Raichu and several Mareep followed. The Mareep
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.
CynophobiaIt wasn't a new copy of Soul Silver I had gotten possession of. I already had Heart Gold, but...Cynophobia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My friend, Endgame, had finally informed me there were certain Pokemon you could get only in Soul Silver and only in Heart Gold, but I wanted both. It was fun to have both versions, really; I could be a girl in one and a boy in the other! Or maybe not.
Either way, Soul Silver--I had gotten one off of... where else? ...Ebay, and it was used, yes. But I was sure it wasn't hacked; for one thing, everything worked fine. No weird things happened!
I had attained a party of Marble, an Eevee(who I wanted to evolve into an Umbreon); Ruffles, a Wigglytuff; Lynched, a Poliwhirl; Chi the Espeon(I bred her for my Eevee); a Typholsion named Fluffy; and lastly, a Girafarig named Ki.
After a month or so of owning Soul Silver, Endgame suggested to me Platinum--that way, I'd have even more fun! After all, just the first two generations wasn't quite so fun; platinum would have two further generations, so to s
Magical mystery cure - Original alternate endingSome of you may recall that some time ago I posted an alternate ending to the season three finale, Magical Mystery Cure. However, what you probably don't know is that the one you saw was not the original form of that fanfic. As much as I've grown accustomed to having Twilight be an alicorn, I will confess right now that, when it first happened, I felt rather bitter about it, and my original draft for the alternate ending reflected that. However, given all of the hateful anti-alicorn sentiment that was going around the site at the time, I thought about it and decided not to add fuel to the flames.Magical mystery cure - Original alternate ending2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Instead, I decided to re-write the fic, resulting in the more light-hearted and friendly version you all read last time. As for the original, I kept it on file for ages, until finally I decided that, rather than let it continue to gather dust any longer, I'd post it and see how people thought of it in comparison to the version I gave them before.
So here is the original draft of my alternate e
A tyrant's last breathThe pain was great, but she ignored it. All that mattered to her now was that her own son stood above her, ready to end her life without the slightest hesitation. His horn glowed a bright red and his eyes bore a look of great anger. Sombra had won. After all of her hopes, her plans, her belief that things would turn out, all she had done was delayed the inevitable. Imprisoning him a thousand years ago hadn't stopped him, nor had his defeat at the Crystal Empire when he was free. She had failed to stop him completely, and now she was about to pay the price.A tyrant's last breath2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well mother......any last words?"
In truth, there were many things she wanted to say to him. But she also knew that it didn't matter now. Instead, she closed her head and gently laid it on the ground, waiting for him to just get on with it. Seeing this reaction in her, Sombra's frown deepened.
"So be it."
With her eyes closed, all Celestia could hear was the sizzling sound of Sombra's magic grow closer, no doubt from him aiming his
A Good Sister Chapter 1A Good Sister, Chapter 1A Good Sister Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rainbow Dash was having one of her trademark naps on a tree, content and undisturbed. The sun was out, the birds were singing, and if it was business as usual Rainbow would've gagged at how cliche it was. But there had been a brief lull in her adventures, and though she wouldn't admit it to any of her friends, she was glad. After how well the Grand Galloping Galla went, she and her fellow Elements could use a rest. Dash was perfectly fine with that, allowing her mind to drift to her favorite dreams, when-
Dash gave a "little" jump, causing her to not only fall off the tree, but to crash through several of the branches on the way down. A bonk on the head through the first branch, a crash through the second with her torso, and finally her wings were caught on the next two branches below. Angered by her predicament, she struggled to break free and while successful, she didn't have enough time to brace herself for the fall. After all this, R
An unhappy reunion"What just happened?"An unhappy reunion2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fluttershy was, understandably, upset over what had just occurred to them. As far as the group knew, Rainbow had gone off to try and stop a tornado that had just come out of nowhere. Although the tornado in question seemed to have been successfully stopped, the group, as of yet, could not see their friend anywhere, sparkling a great deal of concern from all of them.
"I don't know. I saw her fly into the tornado and then....I don't know.....I think something might have hit her." Applejack said.
Twilight, who was still getting back to her hooves after having been knocked about by the tornado, looked at Applejack with confusion.
"Something hit her? What? A changeling?"
Applejack shook her head.
"I don't know. All I know is that I can't see her anywhere."
As concerned for Rainbow as they were, they all knew that this situation was made even worse by the fact that, without her, their plan to use the elements of harmony wouldn't work. Twilight, knowing she would have to
Moonlit tearsShe concentrated, as she had done so for so many years. Concentrated and focused her power, using all her magic to move the celestial body before her. Celestia stood on the balcony of the highest tower of the palace of Canterlot, performing a ritual and duty she had been bound to for as long as she could remember. The setting of the sun.Moonlit tears2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky began to dim as the fiery orb descended upon the horizon. Within moments, it was gone, and the land of Equestria was now deprived of it's light and warmth. There was a time when that would be the end of Celestia's daily duties, but these days, there was one final task she had to perform. Turning around, she now faced the east.
Closing her eyes once more, her horn began to glow again as she focused her power into moving yet another important part of the world. Slowly, the pale white orb rose above the eastern horizon until it hung gracefully in the night sky. What followed was a swarm of tiny dots of light which surrounded the orb and the blackn
HTTYD Fan story - Chapters 1+2Chapter OneHTTYD Fan story - Chapters 1+25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The first thing that Farenheit realised was that he was falling. Very, very fast. His eyes snapped open and below he saw only an endless, crashing sea. Great, he thought, where am I ?
He quickly noted his situation. A vast, turbulent ocean below, fierce black clouds grumbled around him, and lightning shot through the air every few seconds. He'd seen better scenarios. What really puzzled him was that he was in his dragon form, which he didn't remember changing into.
Just then a sharp cry pierced his thoughts. Instant recognition made him swing round to face above him, and before him now fell six figures: Ayala, who had been the one to wail, Marcia, Stryker, Falcon, Syuzanna and Eagle all fell with him. Spreading his wings, Farenheit manoeuvred himself beneath them and caught them all on his back. Looking back at them, he saw Eagle mouth something, but the rushing gale and thunderous roaring drowned out his words. Since it was Eagle, that was probably a good thi
The Death of Princess Luna - 13The Death of Princess Luna - 133 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 13 - Supernova - Part II
Dash and Applejack's ability to keep the door closed had been waning. Even the two strongest mares from Ponyville were at a disadvantage against three stallions, one of whom was a royal guard.
The two had communicated through facial expressions alone. They had decided that eventually the ponies on the other side were going to wrench open the door and that what they were doing was pointless. They both made a silent decision to suddenly step back away from the door. Their synchronicity was impeccable.
The door fell inward, just barely avoiding Applejack and propelling the surprised ponies on the other side stumbling forward. The two wasted no time in tackling the group and pushing them back into the house's main room. It was a jumbled mess of hooves and shouting, but it ended with the five ponies sprawled on the floor.
Applejack was the first to get to her hooves. She quickly moved back to the door and pulled it shut. During this time, the o
The Death of Princess Luna - 14The Death of Princess Luna - 143 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 14 - The Shining Night
And yet, at the same time, a harsh impression of absolute nothingness. Worlds flew by in a blur, unseen and unfocused. The sun remained high in the sky; the moon circling around the horizon sluggishly. Equestria was gone and in its place was blackness. Sometimes shapes could be seen; some bright, some dull.
A feverish pace of everything and nothing, both occurring at the same time. It was dizzying. It was disorienting.
There was the odd sensation of something touching. Prodding and lifting. Too fleeting to notice or analyze. Whipping wind and stale air. Harsh silence and dissonant cacophony. Opposites mixed and clashed, with everything going too fast to notice.
It was a mess, like a fever dream.
Luna couldn't scream. She couldn't run. She couldn't even breathe. It hurt her head as everything happened around her, ignoring her. She felt lost in the darkness, with only fleeting glimpses of a bright, white light to break up the confus
tale of the black dragon.We start with the small village of Jacksonville. The town was ruled by a evil king with just piles of gold everywhere and he didn't care about anyone, especially outside his castle. The town however had spoted something of great size in the forest and the king's response to this is to sacrifice someone, preferably a child to the beast. A young seven year old little girl with blond hair, violet eyes and a green dress was outside picking crops for her busy mother, her mother was the Capitan of the guard around here. Meaning she was out in that very forest and she actually met this beast briefly, knowing it wasn't one to take a sacrifice. But the king ordered it and it was the little girl's mother named Sara' s job to pick someone. What's worse is this is the year of the black dragon, meaning this town was probably going to be attacked by it. So to protect her daughter she picked her to be sacrificed. It pained Sara very much but hopefully she was going to betale of the black dragon.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After the migrationHe looked at it, trying to decide of it was standing up straight, making sure nothing would roll off it's surface once he turned his back. But after careful consideration, he was satisfied.After the migration3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spike, the baby dragon, had finished preparing the pedestal where he would be putting his latest find. An object that currently held great value to him. Turning around, he laid his eyes on the object in question. An egg. But this was no ordinary egg. For this was the egg of a phoenix. A majestic bird and very rare. Only a handful of people in the whole world owned such a creature, such as Princess Celestia, one of the co-rulers of this land.
Spike looked at the egg with pride. It was a beautiful thing to behold. A bright orange and yellow orb, the colours of fire. Fitting for a bird who's life, ad subsequently their death, revolved around fire. But he was particularly pleased because of what it represented for him. For he had gained this egg by defying his violent dragon nature and overcoming the de
Classic Spyro vs. New: My opinionOh boy, this argument has been going on through the Spyro fandom ever since A New Beginning came out. The horse has been beaten to death probably six times by now. So what am I going to do? Throw in my two cents anyway and poke its bloody corpse. Why? Because I want to.Classic Spyro vs. New: My opinion2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Now, for the few of you who have actually looked at my Spyro stuff, you already know where I stand on this; original is best, hands down. However, I want to actually explain why, and do it in a way better than just “LoS sucks” or “Original is always better”. It’s time to put on my big girl pants and treat this issue like an adult. So here is my relatively civil rant/review of the Spyro franchise.
I’m going to mostly be talking about why I dislike the LoS series, but I thought I would start off with what was great about the original. It was a fun game. The gameplay mechanics were rather simple, just jumping, fire-breathing, and charging, but the controls worked we
Surprise- HUMANThere was a knock at the door.Surprise- HUMAN6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ratchet was met at the door by a very frazzled-looking Jazz. That was strange right away. Jazz was never serious at all, let alone worried. Ratchet realized then just how worried Jazz really was about Bumblebee.
Ratchet, its you. What took you so long? I thought youd never get here. There was an unfriendly edge to Jazzs voice.
You know as well as I do that Ironhide was injured. I had to care for his injuries. Ratchet had decided it would be best to remain calm, Well, wheres Bumblebee?
Inside, on the bed. He feels really bad, you know?
Ratchet didnt really respond, just began to walk through the door. So, whats been going on with him?
Im not sure. Hes just been in a lot of pain for some reason. Im worried that something happened when we fought in that battle where Ironhide was injured.
Ratchet nodded, movin
HTTYD Ch10 - DauntlessChapter 10HTTYD Ch10 - Dauntless5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The fog billowed in the gales around the volcano, mighty winds pinning the Roman ships in port. No-one worked against the powerful zephyrs, the wind's strong arms threatening to hurl any unfortunate screaming into the air and against the jagged mountain, as had already happened that day. Watchmen atop the towers tied themselves to the battlements to prevent a flailing demise.
The winds pushed the Viking ships onwards, driving them through the miasma at an astounding pace. A dragon could easily fly faster, but they were arriving at the mountainous island hours before they expected to. A black dragon flapped its wings against the gale and alighted on one of the ships, the Hopeful Puffin. Its rider dismounted, and went to talk to the man driving.
"Alfr," Hiccup shouted over the screaming winds, "We've thought of a bit of a problem on the Skywhale." The Vikings had decided to re-name all of the modified ships.
"What's that then?" Alfr yelled back.
"What's to stop u
ResponseHiccup quickly ran back into the village, hoping no one would notice him. To his surprise, no one did until he walked into his house.Response5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey, Hiccup, where've you been?"
Hiccup tensed and looked at his father, smiling nervously.
"Hehe, well, you see "
"Wait, wait, let me guess."
He thought for a moment, then smirked.
"I know what you were doing."
Hiccup's eyes widened.
"How do yo "
"You dog, you!"
"No, it's not "
"You with Astrid, weren't you?"
Hiccup relaxed when he knew his father had no idea what really happened.
"Yeah, I was."
"That's my boy!"
He hit Hiccup on the back, then nodded to him.
"Well, I'm off to bed."
"But it's only late afternoon!"
"Early to bed, early to rise."
His father went into his room and Hiccup sighed with relief.
"He doesn't suspect, good."
He took off his coat and hung it on the rack as he walked up the stairs.
"What a day "
He rubbed his temples as he walked into his room, taking his boots off.
"Some sleep is what I need "
He plopped d
TightRope Thanks for reading! It's long.TightRope3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stretching my legs out, I popped any bone in my body that could pop. I was tricked into thinking it would make me lighter--the tiny thread I'm supposed to nimbly scamper across is a lot weaker than most people thought. I wasn't supposed to do this act, I was heavy and clumsy. I leaned my back against the cobblestone wall and stretched, scraping it and causing the naked skin to rip and bead with blood. I groaned, and wiped it off. After stretching my arms, legs, back -anything that would loosen up-, I stood up and shook out the fear welling up in my stomach. The acts before me were performed with utmost perfection, if I messed this up we would lose our entire reputation. Id never done this before, nor had I even touched the tightrope until now.
I climbed the ladder, my hands shaking and sweaty. The crowd stared at my body, how I wasn't like the dainty little Miss Violet that
RelaxationThe wind barely blew through the small town of Berk, the perfect day for flying.Relaxation5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He grinned as the small Night Fury landed next to him.
"Ready to fly, buddy?"
The dragon nodded and lowered his body so Hiccup could climb up, since it was hard to with a fake metal limb.
The dragon nodded, tensed his legs, and leaped into the air with a flap of his wings. Hiccup held on loosely, confident that his legs could hold him on for the most part. The wind whipped his hair around as Toothless dived and spiraled through the air.
"Wish you could speak, Toothless. I just need someone to talk with."
Toothless looked back at him, trying to smile reassuringly at him, but failing once again. Hiccup smiled and laughed, leaning down to scratch the dragon's neck.
"Thanks for the attempt, Toothless."
He looked down at his village, frowning slightly.
"The Forges are pushing everyone harder recently. They think we're in danger of an attack, but what else could attack us? The dragons a
HTTYD Ch13 - WorrylessChapter 13HTTYD Ch13 - Worryless5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The great hall was abuzz with activity, canteen staff preparing for the inevitable rush of victory-drunk Vikings into their workspace. Farenheit watched the bustling staff with minor interest, before removing his head from the main doorway and looking towards the congregation of villagers near the familiar hilltop. The mood atop the mound was sombre and gloomy, the beginning of a funeral procession. Farenheit was going to walk behind the hushed parade, joining the march in silent respect for the dead warriors. Nearly seventy Vikings and fifty dragons had been killed in the battle, with only a few bodies having been recovered, most having been claimed by the blackened sea, which lay calm and flat beneath the cool winds and setting sun.
The procession began atop the hill, before winding down the paths in the cliff and onto the village's pier. The recovered deceased were laid on a small sailing ship, the Eternal Voyage, piled high with kindling and soaked in oil. All was