REQUEST: 'Pasta - Blood MoneyMoney.REQUEST: 'Pasta - Blood Money in Short Stories More Like This
That word was all that flowed through my mind. All around me the Rocket grunts worked, completely oblivious to everything around them. Imbeciles. Some were loading waste material into trucks to be disposed of, whilst others were carrying large vials of a clear, luminous liquid - the precious dew we came to collect.
I heard a struggling sound from behind me, and turned just enough to see a small blue creature wrapping its long ribbon-like antennae around a Rocket grunt's neck. The grunt was gasping, grabbing at the creature that wailed for help. I rolled my eyes before turning away. See what I mean? Those grunts are useless. The gasping soon stopped, and as the small creature ran past me I shot my foot out. My toes met resistance. There was a loud whine of pain and a thump as it landed a few feet away. Sobs. Really? The pathetic thing was crying. I tsked as I walked over towards it. Such an insignificant Pokemon, able to create such a money grabbing substance...
Creepypasta - Just A Hug"Good girl, Strike! Awesome job!"Creepypasta - Just A Hug in Short Stories More Like This
I grinned back at Master, waving my scythes with joy at my 10th win in a row. I'm a Scyther, you see, but I'm not very strong... Master has been incredibly kind to me, seeing as I lose really easily. My moves aren't very good. But the fact that Master still loves me and trains me and teaches me to use my moves well makes me so happy! My daddy once told me that... what was it...? Oh, that humans hate us and will mistreat us, so we must stay away. He was so wrong about Master! Master is sweet, and kind, and makes the most amazing poffins! I love Master...
Master walked towards me and patted my head. I giggled and twisted so that Master was tickling my neck. He laughed good-naturedly.
"Get on with you, Strike - Dinner's ready."
I shot up instantly and went towards the table. No, of course I don't sit at the table - I sit near it on the floor, with the rest of Master's Pokemon. He has a Blastoise, Salamence and Liepard - all of them are a lot strong
Creepypasta - ParalyzedPokemon Diamond. My most beloved game ever, the one I had beaten within days of getting it. I was well on my way to catching every Pokemon, only a few left. Whenever I was bored, I'd whip out my old DS and have a wander around with the Poke Radar, looking for the ones that had escaped my attention. It was taking a really long time, but I refused to cheat, and I didn't want to trade for it either. That just left the old fashioned way - good old man power.Creepypasta - Paralyzed in Short Stories More Like This
It was roughly 1am. I have quite severe insomnia, making it impossible for me to sleep some nights. It was times like these that I would play Diamond to tire out my brain, and half the time it managed to induce sleep in me. Maybe it would work tonight.
Yawning softly, I booted up the game and went to try for 100 straight battles in the Battle Tower. I was at 48, but then lost to the Battle Tycoon. Damn him. I didn't have enough will power to try again, so I decided to instead go looking for Pokemon with the Poke Radar. I had never sear
NM Fuel - Never Forget...I don't like being a bug Pokemon. I don't like being small and young. All the big birds chase me. It's really scary. But mamma says that she will keep me safe. I love my mamma. When I have a bad tummy, mamma always rubs it better with her feelers. At night she sings me lullabies; my favourite is 'there were two birds sat on a stone; one flew away, and then there was one; the other flew after, and then there was none; and so the poor stone was left all alone'. Mamma says I'll never be left alone. She and papa will always be there. She promised.NM Fuel - Never Forget... in Short Stories More Like This
My tummy feels strange. It's all warm and tingly. The rest of my body is starting to feel that way too. I asked mommy, and she said that my body will change soon. That scares me. I don't want to change! She said it won't be bad - I'll get tired and not move for a while, but then I'll grow to look like mommy or daddy! I hope I look like mommy; Mommy's really pretty. But daddy sparkles when he flies, and makes everything look really glittery. Looki
Creepypasta- Little Red RabbitI'm what you might call a Pokemon fanatic. I have what must be a million cards (no doubles), many figurines and plushies and I own or have owned all of the games at some point or another. I've owned and trained every Pokemon available, even the event exclusive ones thanks to a lot of bribing. Well, all except two. One very, very simple Pokemon that isn't uncommon in Eterna forest, and its evolution.Creepypasta- Little Red Rabbit in Short Stories More Like This
Buneary and Loppuny.
Those two Pokemon are my favourites ever, but whenever I encounter Buneary it either faints, knocks out all my Pokemon or I run out of Pokeballs. The darn thing hates my guts, and I have no idea why. And of course, the only way to get Loppuny is evolving Buneary. And before you ask, I never trade for a Pokemon if it is available in game - That seems like cheating to me. Plus, I'll get more satisfaction from catching it myself the natural way.
It had been ages since my last try at catching one, so I thought I'd have another shot at it. I took my DS and copy of Pearl, gra
Pokemon The Call of CharonPokemon The Call of Charon in Fan Fiction More Like This
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
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
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 Channel 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.
Tommy Boy"Hey sis can I play your Pokemon Emerald? Please? Please please please?!"Tommy Boy in Fan Fiction More Like This
Reluctantly, I handed over my Gameboy and Pokemon Emerald cartridge to my little sister. With a squeel, she turned it on and started playing. I sighed. I don't like her messing with my games, but she didn't have any video games of her own. Plus she was leveling up my own Pokemon for free, and you can't really beat that deal.
"Come out come out whever you are Pokemon~" I shook my head as my sibling spoke to the inanimate object. I grabbed my DS and popped Diamond in. I flew to Hearthome and decided to randomly make some Poffins for the heck of it. I had plenty of Oran berries to spare. I threw one into the mix.
I stirred the dough, careful not to burn it. I pride myself at how well I can make Poffins without burning them or over flowing them at all. I stirred with the same, perfect grace I always did-
"Hey sis! I found a green Trapinch!!"
I cursed as I stroked the mix too much and caused it to overflow. S
PokePark Wii: Pikachu's ReturnPoképark Wii to me was one of those games I picked up once, powered through, then never touched again. It's fun and amusing the first round, but after a while the mini-games and running to and fro get a tad bit stale. I personally found it a bit amusing how every Pokémon you make friends with always asks you to play with them again some time later on.PokePark Wii: Pikachu's Return in Horror More Like This
That thing must've been one of the single most frustrating bosses I've ever fought in my gaming life. To think such a simple game would have something so frustrating to end it off still boggles my mind. I sure wasn't going to re-challenge it for fun any time soon. When you think about it, it's really no wonder Mew is stuck up alone on that Sky Pavilion with no friends.
Somewhere along the line the pleas of the Pokémon for me to return must have gotten to me, since recently I found a desire to play the game once more. When I turned the game on, I had figured I wouldn't be playing for very long. I'd just run a
AshamedIt was one of those cloudy, rainy days. I was actually kind of glad for that, I hated the sun. Indoors is more of my thing. Anyways, before I accidentaly get off subject, my dad was going to this indoor volleyball thing. I didn't really pay attention to the details, as I don't care much for sports. I asked if I could stay in the car, and he said that was fine.Ashamed in Fan Fiction More Like This
As soon as he left I locked the car, as I'm very paranoid. Then I tuned the radio to my favorite station and turned up the volume as loud as I could without busting my ear drums. Now that I had felt comfortable, I pulled out my Gameboy, which I had brought with me. And inside it was FireRed. I turned the volume on my GameBoy down, as I wanted to listen to the radio while I played my game.
It had been a while since I last played the game. When my save file loaded I found myself to be standing on Treasure Beach, that island below One Island. I opened the menu and clicked on my Pokemon, to find my normal party, except for a Dratini
BurnedIt was sunny when I went to the pokemon centre that day, I had a bunch of skitty eggs from leaving two of them in the daycare too long, and I was longing to find a trainer who would take one.Burned in Horror More Like This
I walked inside and went to the area where people would ask for pokemon, I immediately began offering skitty eggs for free or trade, since not many people have anything I don't already have.
I waited for quite a while before a quiet young girl pointed at an egg, and held up a pokeball in a seeming trade offer.
I smiled and nodded, and she took the egg.
I observed the pokeball on the desk, deciding to wait on seeing mynew pokemon until I had gotten rid of some more skitty eggs.
At the end of the day, they were all gone and I had recieved a few pokemon, though most of the eggs had gone to young kids who wanted pokemon.
I didn't mind though, I didn't care.
I packed up and noted the pokeball form the girl, I remember a houndoom leaving with her.
I decided to greet my new pokemon, and promptly clicked
Skeletal SwampertAs odd as you may find it, I was once a member of Team Rocket.Skeletal Swampert in Horror More Like This
To be exact, they kidnapped me as a young child, and raised me as a scientist to perform experiments on pokemon.
Of course I didn't want to, no matter how much they tried to convince me pokemon didn't have feelings, I knew better. Pokemon could smile and love, and were as intelligent as humans.
It was when I captured my first pokemon, a Murkrow named Kurosu, that they found their leverage over me. They took my Murkrow and told me to experiment on a swampert- or they would kill my beloved friend.
With tears in my eyes I worked hard, I hated myself for many days. They had given me a full-grown swampert, who was fairly old- and told me to give it eternal life. No trying- It had to work. I knew it was impossible, and my beloved friend would die because of it.
One particular night in my darkened office I became determined. I'm not sure quite how I did it, but the Swampert became young again. It jumped about vigorously and seemed
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It was winter when I decied to go to our local pokeadopt centre and get a pokemon to care for.
Pokeadopt centres were full this time of year, and so I went inside- immediately I was drawn to a tiny eevee sitting almost mournfully in the back of a shadowed cage as though all hope was lost.
I peered through the bars of the cage at the eevee, the ones who ran the pokeshelter were a bit hesitant to give him to me.
I had finally convinced them, only because I was adopting the eevee's sister, and they thought it best not to separate them.
I opened the cage a bit nervously and stuck my hand inside. The tiny pokemon shivered as my hand got close, and I stopped.
He looked almost interested, and peered at me cautiously before sniffing my outreached hand cautiously.
The other eevee sat on my shoulder, and squeaked a happy greeting to her brother.
With that he jumped onto my other shoulder. I smiled at the two eevees, and thanked the pokeadopt centre for allowing me to have them.
Many months after
Gales of Darkness: XD002Gales of Darkness: XD002 in Horror More Like This
Many years ago the small village I live in used to be a large town...
But that town was destroyed when the beast was created...
There was once a man named Greevil, and he lived on an island in the sea. Nobody knew why he had chosen such a place to live, the Island was dangerous, and said to be home to Lugia, the protector of the islands.
It was many years ago, that a boy saved our region from Greevil, who made Lugia a monster, and called him XD001.
The boy fought with his pokemon along side him, and they won the battle, the boy captured Lugia and purified him as he had done with many pokemon.
That boy no longer lived there, and we were no longer allowed to have pokemon. But... I saw it. I saw the beast, I saw what he did to our villages protector.
I... I couldn't stand Idle, and let our protector suffer...
So I caught a Ralts, and I began training her- Ralts were rare for our area, and so I was lucky to find one.
We trained, battling wild pokemon to strengthen ourselves, and eventually
Mary had a little lambI remember when I first hatched.Mary had a little lamb in Horror More Like This
I saw smiling faces, and heard laughter.
I felt warm, and I felt loved.
I was embraced by a small child named Mary. She said she would always be with me. She said we would always be together.
I loved Mary... she was... my best friend.
She immediately named me Marie, saying my fluff reminded her of spanish dancing. I smiled and with a hearty "Mareep" I hugged her.
I loved my name. I loved my friend. She was... like a sister to me.
We were of different species, and yes when I was older I would battle with her commands.
But... I didn't care. This girl loved me.
I knew when she became a trainer she would be kind and loving, and treat all pokemon fairly.
One year, she became terribly sick. It was snowing outside when her coughs echoed through the house.
There was a flurry of movement, and then silence.
My girl was laying in her bed, shivering and mouthing something.
I pushed myself under her arm to comfort her- I was so afraid for her.
She smiled at me with
Silent Agony: ArceusCold... I'm so... Cold...Silent Agony: Arceus in Horror More Like This
I can't believe they caught me...
Dialga... Palkia... Giratina...
They must not be captured as well, or these humans will have massive power...
I hear footsteps, hundreds of pairs of feet are moving towards me. I look towards the door, shivering more.
I'm chained and bound to the earth, bars on every window.
They enter in their uniforms, the large "R" resembling their "team Rocket" as they call it...
Several of them look at me with awe, they are young recruits. The older ones act aloof and uncaring.
Suddenly the chains binding me are pulled and my neck is forced down in a quick and painful tug.
Unable to move due to hunger I am stuck, I've fallen.
I weakly open my eyes, glaring in silent hatred of those who dare to defy the one that created them.
A few merely smirk, and I am given painful kicks on my body. I wish to cry out, but I dare not give them satisfaction of knowing they can hurt me.
I try to move, feeling my muscles tighten in protest
Curiosity...Did you ever hear that old saying?Curiosity... in Horror More Like This
"curiosity killed the skitty"?
Well... I certainly wish I had...
It was a bright morning, the sun was rising past the distant mountains, making the clouds look cotton candy pink. The dew on the blades of nearby grass dripped onto my legs as I ran- my egg was hatching earlier than expected, and of course we were in Ursaring country.
I looked back to my shedinja, following closely, and nodded.
He quickly ran in front of me and led me to the edge of the bear pokemons territory.
Just as we crossed into the safety zone, the egg glowed with a blinding light.
I shielded my eyes, and when the light had dissappeared a tiny skitty stood.
She looked up at me and mewed curiously. I quickly bent down to pick her up and smiled as she wagged her tail happily.
"I'll call you Satoko."
Satoko smiled and mewed in seeming approval of the name before looking curiously at Shedinja.
She mewed a hello and Shedinja merely buzzed a greeting.
A while later we finally arrived in
BetrayedBetrayed in Horror More Like This
... I feel terrible for what I did...
I killed Mew... S-she... She trusted me...
I've betrayed her....
Why did I do it?
I was just... so hungry...
A mew appears, eyeless, crying blood... partially eaten...
It screams at me
"YOU SAID WE WOULD BE FRIENDS FOREVER!"
I awake with a cold sweat, sobbing
I'm sorry, Mew... I'm sorry... I betrayed you...
I meant it though- I wanted to be friends forever... I really did!
Forever Friends, it's what I wanted... I wanted us to always have fun together...
It's years after the incident, and she still haunts my dreams!
I've apologized over and over... I'm disgusted with what I did...
What more does she want?
I sob a bit more before finally calming down
"It's just a dream.. she can't get me... sh-she's dead..."
I peer at my tiny room, the consequence of eating my friend that fateful night. I've been locked away, I'll remain here the rest of my life...
I won't ever evolve... I will never again have friends...
All because of the stupid thing I did...