Pokemon: PerfectI squinted my eyes, trying to read what the screen was telling me. All the mixed colors were so confusing, and I had hardly learned how to properly read those strange lines yet. "I focused, trying to remember the letters I had learned in class and how to pronounce them. "W... Waaaa... Watle?" I mumbled, not really understanding what the word meant, or if I had got it right. "How do you get Mark confused with Watle?" My big brother snatched the DS out of my hands. Apparently I didn't get the word right.Pokemon: Perfect in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Why are you even looking at my trainer card?" I opened my mouth, having not really thinking of a response yet but wanting to look smart, but he cut me off anyways, "Whatever." He fumbled around with the DS, pressing buttons in a mystical pattern I couldn't imagine ever perfecting. After a minute he gave it back to me. I eagerly clutched the game. The character was standing in the middle of the dirt road once more, ready for battle. I was relieved, as I didn't really know how to exit out
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I wrote this guide four years ago and am leaving it and my other stories up only for novelty's sake. Use at your own discretion.
If you are continuing to actively read Pokémon creepypastas and are considering writing one, my only advice is
So you're new to the Pokémon creepy pasta world, and have no idea where to start. You may have an amazing idea, or none at all, but you do know for certain that you want to write a really great creepy pasta that thousands will love. You just don't know exactly how to accomplish that. That's where this guide comes in, to help you create a new masterpiece that many will love and save the rest of us from suffering through another n00bish story.
Getting an idea
First thing's first: You have to get an idea. If you don't have an idea for the pasta and make up stuff as you go along then it's not going to turn out good, or make any sense. But before you even get an idea, you need to know what style you're
Lavender SuicidesLavender Town Syndrome over rated? True. Lavendar Town Syndrome is fake?Lavender Suicides 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,
Nasty PlotI was as excited as a kid that had just finished chugging down an entire bag of sugar. As soon as the car pulled to a stop I opened the door and leaped out, starting to run across the parking lot. In my haste I tripped and fell face first into the pavement, but I quickly leaped back up, brushed myself off, and continued my trek onwards. I was already at the door when I realised I had left my DS in the car.Nasty Plot in Fan Fiction More Like This
I turned and started running back to the car, "Daddy! Daddy!! My DS!!" I urgently screeched to him, as if we were under attack. "I got it!" He called back to me as he got out of the car. I sighed in relief as I saw my beloved pink DS in his hands. "Gimme it!" I told him as I raced up to him, tried to pry my treasure out of his grip. "No, I'm carrying it in. I don't want you breaking it, like you would have just a minute ago when you tripped and fell."
I pouted and gave up. I sullenly walked back to the store with him. As soon as we stepped inside, he handed me my DS. I quickly snatch
.194Filmy, silver clouds slowly drifted apart, allowing a few sparse rays of sunlight to peek through. Leaves rustled in the breeze as a few Swellow let out their victorious evening cries, content that they would now have a few moments of song despite the previous rain storm. Everything seemed to have a shade of grey to it, despite the sunlight. Most Pokémon were preparing for the night as the twilight drew to a close..194 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Two Lotads were leisurely soaking in a small puddle, thankful for the cool water. Minds foggy and floating off to other places, they didn't notice a well seasoned creature carefully creeping towards them. Dozing off, their eyes slowly shut. The unknown creature watched on for a few more moments, to be sure they were unaware of its presence. When it was confident enough, it leaped forward to the pair.
During lift off, the creature slipped on a splotch of mud, causing it to tumble forward and land face first in the puddle. The two Lotads squealed, their peaceful evening n
PMD: Explorers Of Death V2It was one of those normal Friday evenings. My dad and I were at the mall, strolling around and gazing at the vast collection of stores. I was gleefully munching on a frosted cookie I had convinced him to buy for me by saying how much I loved him and I would only ask this one time. I still don't see how he hadn't already caught onto my not-so-hidden pattern.PMD: Explorers Of Death V2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
After several minutes of aimless wandering, I finally found a store that caught my attention. GameStop. I squealed as much as when a little child gets a new puppy. Before even asking for permission, I raced into the store. My father regretfully followed me in.
I ran to and fro, carefully examining every game up for sale. Most of them I either already had, or they seemed tasteless and dull. I groaned, and was just about to give up hope when my eye caught a game I hadn't noticed before. Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Sky. My spirits soared as I greedily snatched the game from the shelf and sprinted back towards my dad.
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Okay, so this happened to me almost a week ago or so, give or take. I was on the bus on my way to school, playing my Soul Silver on my DS, when the bus lurched a little at a stop. This wasn't unusual, a lot of the city buses were in disrepair and their engines stalling was common. I only sighed in annoyance at this-until something slid from the back of the bus after its sudden stop, the object coming to a halt by my seat.
It appeared to be an abandoned Pokewalker, to my surprise. I bent down and picked it up to have a closer look, distracting myself with it while the bus driver tried valiantly to restart the engines, all other passengers around me groaning impatiently. Upon closer inspection though, I frowned that the little Pokewalker was fairly scuffed and dirty, but worst yet was the screen on the thing.
The clear plastic covering had been scratched badly, looking as if someone had done it on purpose with keys or something to the point that it would be otherwise near impossible to t
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I know we should have listened.
It started on one of those cold, foggy nights. You know, the ones that are perfect for telling scary stories. Me and my friend, we were little kids. My mom made us hot cocoa and we sat in a circle with my brothers in the basement. My oldest brother started to tell us a story about a ghost pokemon.
"It hides in dark places and waits for it's next victim. Nobody ever sees it coming. As the person blindly walks through the dark, it silently sneaks up behind them and saps the life out of them with its tongue!" My brother whispered eerily.
My friend and I huddled closer together. "W-what does it do with body? Does it eat them?" I asked.
My brother shook his head. "No, it floats over their bodies and watches in pleasure as they slowly die. If you get licked, you are paralyzed and fall to the ground. Your body keeps shaking and shaking and you suffer like that until you die!"
"How do you know all of this?" My friend tried to sound brave.
My brother leaned in cl
iNsAnEWhen I was young, about 7 years old, my family went on a vacation. It was just around my birthday, and I can remember being upset because I wanted to have a party with my friends. On the morning that we were going to leave, my parents gave me a present. It was a hot pink gameboy color, with a game called "Pokemon Crystal Version". Now, I didn't know much about pokemon, only that my brothers loved to watch the show. I knew Pikachu, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, and Charmander but that was about it. I had no idea that Pokemon was also a game.iNsAnE in Fan Fiction More Like This
Regardless of that, I was overjoyed with my new game. I played it right away. And let me just say that I never stopped playing it over the 20 or so hours of driving we did. The starter I picked was Totodile. I named him Tody. Tody was my favorite pokemon. I spent hours training him in the grass just outside of New Bark Town. By the time I actually did get to Violet City, Tody was a Croconaw, and the rest of my pokemon were still level 5 or 6.
I explored Viol
Cold as FlamesHe said that we'd always be together. He said that we'd be the greatest team in the whole world. He promised me that he'd never let me down. I did the same for him. But he was a liar from the start. Oh, how he lied.Cold as Flames in Fan Fiction More Like This
I can remember the first time we ever met. I was released from my poke ball in that laboratory. The boy smiled at me and loved me. He even gave me a name. He called me Icefire. I wasn't sure why, because ice and fire are complete opposites, but I gladly accepted the name. That was they day that our adventure started.
He caught many pokemon, but I was always his favorite. His party pokemon changed often, but I was never switched out. I was there for every gym battle, every trainer battle, heck, I was hardly ever inside of my pokeball. There was never a battle that we lost, not once did I faint during a fight. I loved him, and he loved me. I had evolved from a Charmander to a Charmeleon within no time. By the time he recieved his fifth gym badge I was a Charizard. I was sure
rlly scery crepy pastaok so like 3 or 4 years ago I got dis game. it was pokemon channel. but like my mom said that she got it fr only 70 cents bcuz it was a yoosed game. so I was rlly happy bcuz I never played pokemon before. but when I tryed 2 pley the game the sound started to getting rlly lowd and high piched and it rlly hert my ears. I started to yell at the game evn tho it cant heer me cuz its a game. so then the sound got normal but then the scren sed Pokemon Channel of Deth. it wasnt the rite title so I got scered nd freked out.rlly scery crepy pasta in Fan Fiction More Like This
then suddnly pikachu apprd and 8 the words and he was all covered in blod and the screen got al red n blody and it made me rlly rlly rlly scered. but I was curius and wnted 2 kep playing. so then I started but it made me go into a alredy savd game. so I decide to c wat it was like. so pikachu was in the room with me nd he lookd rlly mad and scery and then a words apprd tht sed "DEATH hates u" it was rlly crepy bcuz his name was calld DEATH. I lookd closer at him and he was h
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This room is very plain, there is no color at all in this place. The bars on the windows are so rusty for some reason, and the people here are just plain as the walls.
Where am I?
A Behavioral House, or what you could say a nut shank?
Because of them. The people who will not believe me, who refuse to think they could ever harm anyone. But I know the truth! They are watching me, they want to finish me off!
What they did, what they did what they did!! I can't just tell you it, I must start from the beginning
"That's one fat Persian," I said to my Combusken as we stared at it. It meowed angrily at us, as if I wasn't stating the obvious. It was giving us the evil eye as we walked out of the flower shop into the cloudy weather outside, the tree line catching our eyes.
We were near Petalburg Woods,actuallly returning to. We had to beat the Petalburg gym, and having never caught a Flying-Type Pokemon, I walked everywhere. My Com
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I never was a very good mother but I still loved my child, it just that maybe I should explain from the beginning, the very beginning.
Roughly 16 years ago I gave birth to my daughter, Ally. I had just turned 25 and I wasn't ready to be a mother. So I left her when she was just 3 with my sister and aunt to take care of her. Now I know what you are thinking, 'How terrible of me to do such a thing to such a young child!', but I was scared, I didn't have great childhood and I couldn't really afford to feed and cloth her.
Time passed, and when I could afford it, I would buy her presents and what not for her birthdays and holidays. But one year, for her 5th birthday, my family got her Pokémon Yellow Version and Hey You Pikachu! for her, and needless to say she loved it. When I would come to visit her, she would be playing one of those two games. She always smiled while playing, as if they were real living thing