APRIL--or, How the Video Game World Fought Back

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APRIL--or, How the Video Game World Fought Back; SET in r/s/e. A little PG-13 at times...
Topic Started: Dec 18 2006, 08:51 PM (833 Views)
Anthezar	Jan 30 2007, 04:06 PM Post #21
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	Keep it up! I really like it. I wonder what gonna happen next now. :D



nya_chan	Jan 30 2007, 04:11 PM Post #22
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	gah! now the chapters are out of order! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chapter 9: The finer points of battling Thirty minutes after that, I began to wonder if the PTB were ever goning to move on. I'd been wandering around in the grass in Route 102 and my current team was follows: Mudkip/Mud Mud Lv.:10 Ralts/Psyco Lv.:5 Wingull/Winny Lv.:10 Poochyena/Midnite (Midnight wouldn't fit) Lv.:10 Zigzagoon/Zaggs Lv.:10 Lotad/Congo(?) Lv.:10 It took forever to find a Ralts, and once I found one, it took forever to level it up to Level 6 so it could defend itself. I love Pick-up... And finally: "PSYCO grew to level 6!" stated the game. "We've been over this the past twenty-seven times someone has leveled up. I don't care." "PSYCO learned CONFUSION!" "Now that I do care about." It took another ten minutes to get ~~Ralts~~ PSYCO up to level ten(this PTB is obbsessed!). It was a cause for celebration and mourning. Now we would battle the NPC TRAINERs. (Other than Brendan.) Kid number one was the last trainer I ever wanted to fight. I tried to walk past him, but... "If you have POKeMON with you, then you're an official POKeMON TRAINER! You can't say no to my challenge!" he declared. "Come with me YOUNGSTER," I said like Darth Vader. "Join the unlighted side of the screen..." Them, returning to my normal voice, "Say something other than what the dialouge box says." But the battle had begun. His single ZIGZAGOON wasn't much of a threat, especially under the wrath of my mighty psyco...er...Ralts. One hit K.O. "PSYCO gained 63 EXP. Points!" "63?! That's Milktank$#!%, that is," I grumbled. "Arrgh, I lost... I should have trained mine more..." No dip, I thought. And a measly 80 yen was all the money I got. (That's about 80 cents American.) "Rip-off artist!" I yelled, trying to punch his lights out. It turns out the programming kept me few pixels from strangling him, so I settled with kicking him in the shins. Moving not-so-happily along, I passed a Pipsqueak-esque kid with grass up his nose, and two more trainers. I dodged one, but the other one turned just as I was about to pass her. She said some thing happily about her career, I creamed her, then she said something not so happily about her career. All of them said their pre-programmed drivel. I'll just have a lenghthy chat with everyone in the Save Room. I laughed evily to myself, then arrived in Petalburg City. Oh boy. I get to visit DADDY. Various NPCs were milling about town. One in particular stood out because aparently it is my "duty as a trainer" to visit my parent. I mean... the Gym. Grumbling I went in. I wish I never had touched that Adventure Journal. Knowing what was going to happen is overrated. So DAD and I had a nice father-daughter chat, Wally the Cripple ruined it, and I forced to "show him how to catch a POKeMON," even though it's really just an Programmer-type PTB plot to teach one how to throw a Pokeball. That's just stupid. I've got a full team and a Wurmple in the PC for crying out loud! Wally the Kripple Kid lead me to Route 102 as if I didn't know where I had just come from. He's got nerve... But the thing that irks me is that Wally the Wonder Cripple runs into a Ralts on his first try! It's a cruel, cruel, two-dimensional world... Of course, all Raltsy can do is Growl, which isn't very effective/intimidating. "Dad's" Zigzagoon took no damage. We hustled back to the Gym. DAD/NORMAN (NORMAL?) congratulated Wally before his reatives came to drag him to the City of the Sickly. We watched him go, then Normal told me never to show my face at this Gym until I had four badges (not quite). Badge one was a while a way, especially if the PTB go on a leveling up spree like last time. This game will take a long, long time... -==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-



The One And Only.....	Feb 6 2007, 03:05 AM Post #23
Yay a member title, I've never had enough posts for this! Posts: 62 Group: Members Member #24 Joined: February 6, 2007	I see that you have posted the story here aswell. I'll still continue reading it but which one will you update first? This one or that one?
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nya_chan	Feb 6 2007, 12:35 PM Post #24
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	The One And Only..... Feb 6 2007, 03:05 AM I see that you have posted the story here aswell. I'll still continue reading it but which one will you update first? This one or that one? Crater comes first. I haven't added all the chapters here yet. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chapter 10: All wet As I tried to flee town and head for the woods, a freak in sunglasses stopped me. "Your clothes aren't dirty enough. You can't possibly be a Trainer!" "There's no dirt in this world, dude. Buzz off, fatso. You're freakin' me out." "So you are a Trainer?" "Hello?! Object of the game here!" "Fine. I'll just go recuit that Wally kid." "You just missed him." He swore and lumbered off. I shuddered and procceded to Route 104 South. On the way, the PTB stopped for Tailows. Well, just one. The various Trainers crumbled beneath my might...-y Ralts... After beating a little kid filled with pipe dreams of covering the beach in footprints (maybe he'd get along with the Nut...) I approached a hut. Shack more like. No one was home, but it seemed to be the lodgings of a salty old man. I snorted and walked past. How did anyone fit on that dinky boat floating just off the dock? I beat the snot out of the snotty rich girl trying vainly to block the entrance to Petalburg Forest. I got the most money from one person ever. "15 bucks! Sweet!" "It's fifteen-hundred yen," she corrected with a superior air. "Same diff," I said. I have never understood that expression. "But still, that's five potions...!--" I had never been in a PokeCenter before. The PTB always bought potions. "--Oh crap! They got me... I can't believe I was excited about buying potions!..." What I really needed was Pokeballs. The PTB had only officialy bought one, and that was to catch Ralts. I moved on to Petalburg Woods. I had no idea what to expect, but this wasn't it. "A slightly darkened tree filled maze full of Bug Catchers. Wow. I'm impressed," I said sarcasticly. I walked through, dodging Trainers and patched of grass as I went. Untill I got about half way through the woods, I had only had one random battle. That was with a Shroomish. Zaggs was poisined. Lacking antidotes, I had to continue this now death march through the woods. About halfway through: "OhsosorryaboutthatIwasn'twatchingwhereIwasgoingsorrysorrysorry!" "Breathe, dude." I had run into a Researcher for Devon Corp. After we dusted ourselves off he said, "OhareyouaTRAINERthatscoolhaveyouseenShroomish it'smyfavoritepokemon." "Don't talk to me about Shroomish's. But the way, are you nervous or something?" I responded. "ohsosorrysorrysorryIapologiz--OHNOHEREHECOMES!!" cried the Reseacher, hiding behind me. "That's not going to do you much good," I informed him. He whimpered. A bizzarely dressed person swaggered into view. An Aqua Grunt. "So thought you ditched me back in--hunh? You're not--" "Hola! Que pasa mi hombre principal?"[see bottom] "Oh! By the way, it's a Japanese game, not Spanish," whispered the Researcher. "I'm trying to confuse him. Shut up!" I whispered back. Then to the Grunt: "You don't speak Spanish? No problema. I'll just hablar...ah...speak English...really...slow...." "H-hey! I'm not stupid!" cried the Grunt. "You have yet to prove me otherwise. For example, your outfit. Are you and escaped convict? mental patient?...what?" "Uh-a pirate!" he said weakly. "Sure...you...are.... Should...I...kick...your...wimpy...rear...end...now...or...what?..." I asked slowly. Very, very* slowly. "Th-that's it! You're going down!" he yelled. "Go, Poochyena!" My knees gave in to a fit of helpless laughter, exposing the Researcher to the Grunt's view. "Who are--oh yeah! Gimme the Devon Goods!" remebered the Grunt. "Way to remeber. But we still have a battle, remember?" I reminded him. "We do? Oh yeah! Go!--huh?" "You already did that. Go Winny! (What the hell did I just say?)" "Sweet!" said the Grunt. "I want one of those!" "Oh, please. Get your own. Water Gun." "But I don't want to get my own wat--Poochyena!" exclaimed the Grunt. "El es muy loco," I told the Researcher. He looked at me blankly. "Never mind," I sighed. Of course, Water Gun was a one-hit K.O. "You ain't seen the last of me!" "Crap." As the Grunt fled back from whence he came, I swore I could here him crying. I meant on his shoe. Oh well... I thought. "Oh, thanks for rescuing me! Have a Great Ball! Catch Shroomish!" I glared at him. "Oh! Sorry...." He ran towards Rustboro too. I shook my head and followed. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= *Hi! What up my main man?



Ramzam	Feb 6 2007, 06:15 PM Post #25
Everybody's Favorite DDR Posts: 832 Group: Moderators Member #4 Joined: December 16, 2006	Ramzam: :lol: . Pokemon just took a trip to Mexico! crazy mode on Hola! Como te llamas? crazy mode off Anyway, good story...GAH! I said it again!?
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The One And Only.....	Feb 7 2007, 01:01 AM Post #26
Yay a member title, I've never had enough posts for this! Posts: 62 Group: Members Member #24 Joined: February 6, 2007	Is it just me or is this site going to the Spanish? Everything is Spanish now. Meh. I can understand both.
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nya_chan	Feb 7 2007, 04:38 PM Post #27
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	Me llamo es ...nya_chan.... Wrong language.... Anyways: -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chapter 11: The Rusty City The only interesting thing that happened on Route 104 north was my first 2-on-2 battle. But, then again, what's so interesting about beating two short kids in yellow dresses? Battle won, I moved on to Rustboro City, home of Devon Co. and my first bagde. I wanted to go to the Gym and get this badge collecting business over with, but the PTB needed schooling aparently, so we headed to "Pokemon Trainer Reform School." There's nothing worth learning there! I went in anyway. The teacher was lecturing about the finer points of battling, and the students were either asleep or playing their GameBoys. I went up to the teacher. "Um, sir...sensei...dude, I have a question," I said. "A question?! Oh how I longed for this day to com--You're not in my class!" "You're not a very smart teacher. My question was, 'is there really a point to this?' Do you have to teach this crap? Anyone who's playing this game knows all this stuff." "You think I don't know that? It's that stupid 'No Child Left Behind Act.' This 'crap' is now curiculm." "Sucks to be you." "Take this Quick Claw and get out of my face!" he yelled hurling said object at me. I dodged and there was a startled cry. In the back of the classroom was a familiar face. $#!%... Him again... It was indeed, our sunglassed friend. "So, comin' here to learn about being a Trainer, huh? Guess I got you interested, huh?" "Nuuuuu, I was a Trainer before I knew you existed," I said, waving my Trainer's Card in his face. "Well, good for you! Guess you'll be goin' against Roxanne then, huh?" "We're talking about the object of the game here!" "See ya." He ignored me and left. "Not if you were the last person on Earth..." I muttered to myself. Then I turned to the teacher. "What was he doing here anyway?" "Recruiting. Being annoying." The teacher shrugged. I shuddered. "Well, I got a Gym to close down. Be seeing you (not)." *** True to form, the PTB forced some leveling up on my Pokemon and me, only satisfied when all were level 15. I'm already fed up with this, but at least I have a Lombre now. I finally headed back to Rustboring. Roxanne was in the Gym, sitting on the floor, and reading a book called "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Gym Leading." I stiffled a laugh and she looked up. "Oh! Welcome to the Rustboro Gym. I'm Roxanne--" "I know! Can we just get on with this?" "No!" she snapped. "I'm not done monologuing! Ahem! I became Gym Leader to show what I had learned at the Pokemon Trainer's School. I was the valedvictorian and graduated with a 4.3. I got a perfect score on my SAT and--" "I don't care! Will you just shut up and battle?" I demanded. "Fine," she pouted. "Go, Geodude!" "Mudkip! Kick its--well, it doesn't have one. Umm--whatever!" Roxanne pulled out her Gym Leading for Stupid People Book. "Lessee... Where's 'battling' in the index? Badges, Bad outfit, Banging head against wall...ah! Battling! Page 103!" I looked at Mudkip. He looked back. If he had shoulders, he would have shrugged. Roxanne looked up. "Geodude--!" "Get ready, Mud Mud.." "--Defense Curl!" "Boosting your defense is not going to protect you much from water type attacks. How smart are you?" "Oops. My bad," she said. "So MUD MUD is not a fighting-type?" "Uhhhhh...no? Water-type, helluu?" I said. "That would be Combusken. Water Gun." Geodude's HP bar was a beautiful rainbow as it faded from green to yellow to red to totally black. Ditto for the second Geodude. "And now, my secret weapon," cackled Roxanne. "Go--" "Nosepass," I cut in. "How did you...?" I pointed to the ground. Nosepass had already fainted. "Oops," she said. "Oh well." She pulled out her book. "Loosing, loosing.... Laughing stock, Looser, Loosing!.... See 'falling in defeat...' page 2034..." "What does one write about for 2034 pages?" I exclaimed. "Step 1: Give Trainer badge." She handed me a badge. "Step 2: Hate Trainer for all eternity. Step 3: Lock the Gym for a long time. Step 4: Cry yourself to sleep every night, claiming the reason the Gym is locked is for training." She muttered the steps to herself again. "I'm going to need a sleeping bag!" She wandered off to find one as I franticly dashed out the door. It seemed there would be no peace there, either. An all too familiar voice was yelling: "Oh! Stop! Thief! Please stop!" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= ^-^ that's one of my favorite chapters



The One And Only.....	Feb 9 2007, 12:47 AM Post #28
Yay a member title, I've never had enough posts for this! Posts: 62 Group: Members Member #24 Joined: February 6, 2007	Same....I just re-read it and relived the old laughs. Also I realised how much of an idiot i was six months ago on forums. Instead of saying "Good chapter Nya!" I'd say "Roftgkfdsk taht wsa sooo fnuuny rotflmaofkdsfn!!!" And the worst part was I didn't even know what "The Voice" was! EDIT: This is off subject and I probably shouldn't post this in a forum thats 90% mod, but, I just realised Deathclaw Bahumat on Carter is male! I thought he was a female....
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Arctic Master	Feb 9 2007, 12:59 AM Post #29
The ice cold Pok�mon trainer Posts: 101 Group: Members Member #27 Joined: February 9, 2007	Hi everyone. Should've expected me here sooner or later. Err...(Note to self: avoid spamming on your first f***in' post, due to the fact that it'll make a bad impression on you. But then again, I do it enough at the PC forums so I shouldn't really complain.) Let's go back to the first post I've ever made on PC forums about this story... Quote: I see potential...and a good start. It feels like this was inspired by Kenta's fan-fic "Hoenn Insane-the version of R/S/E you didn't see" in my opinion. But still, I salute your excellency in this fan-fic and hope to see more! Err... second...wait...third...fourth...Fifth, yeah! Fifth post I've made in this story. Quote: Aah! Some chapters I've missed! Well, time to see what you've missed. (overlooks the story) Well, you did miss the part where when you're sailing, your dad calls you while on the boat asking why it's windy where you're at(Yeah, I'm playing the game but I only get to play it for a while and I only play it on weekends. :,( It's on my Emulator[No off-topic disscusions]) Other than that, the story seems to be okay. The story's still funny at some parts as "April" progresses in the adventure. I say keep it up! I'll be back again...with more weapons...and stay away from my Articuno with flying executive members!(That's what the weapons are for) APRIL, I'm still shooting you down for that. And Anthezar, I'm still pissed off at you for that "Pokemon Crater forums members stink" comment. <_< I'm still a member and I'm pretty sure nya is too. And you for that matter... as a matter of fact, I think you just made fun of yourself, though I'm not the one to tease or anything but whatever. WRONG PLACE, DEFINATELY THE WRONG TIME!! Nya, just hurry up and catch up to the current events. Somehow, reading the previous events is putting me to sleep...or is it the time over here that's...zzzzz -_- I'm AWAKE!! Anyways, as I've said, hurry up to catch up with recent events. I'll see about posting some of my stories here, just to have some of you reading it too, even though you may have already read it but whatever.
	I'm probably gonna add my other fan-fics here, just for the hell of it.


Anthezar	Feb 9 2007, 04:49 AM Post #30
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	As always, nya, good writing. I enjoyed every bit of it. Keep it up. Arctic Master: That's uncalled for. <_< At the time, I was just trying to help nya feel good about her writing because there is nothing wrong about it. Its rude of people to say thing that aren't helping nya to improve her writing and story. Or that it's losing its touch???:huh: Why on earth would someone say that? I noticed on my advertures on other sites that 65% of people aren't very nice. I've had two people tell me to go to hades at crater because I wouldn't trade a rare legend for their normal pichu. ANYWAY.........nya, hurry and update! Because I your story. nods Yeppers.



nya_chan	Feb 9 2007, 04:03 PM Post #31
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	Let's all try to get along now.... (I had a big long post, but then accidentally hit the refresh button. I thought I clicked the spell check.) There are idiots on crater (lower case "i") that spam stories shakes fist at mask 1 on PCF but it turns out I misintrepreted what the nice people were saying. That said, Anthezar, Arctic, a nice friendly handshake now, and no trying to squeeze each other's fingers off, 'kay? -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chapter 12: Tunnel of Loathe The Researcher was running by, crying "Oh!" every so often. He stopped close to the town's exit. I caught up with him. "Oh! He stole the Devon Goods! Now why would he do that?" moaned the Researcher. "'Cuz the script said so.... Umm not to be rude or anything but... do you realize you sound like an old lady?" "Oh, why does he have to be so mean? Could you go... 'teach him a lesson?'" "Oh, I don't wanna!" I imitated. "Oh! I know! I'll give you a Great Ball if you go get the Goods back?" With a request like that it feels like I'm in a gang... I thought. "I don't really have a choice though, do I?" The Researcher shook his head happily as I sighed. Whatever, I thought. I'll have two Great Balls instead of one, and the PTB never buy any, anyway... I sprinted back across Route 116, trying to skirt the edges of the grass, but it was impossible to not go through any of it without Cut. Cut? I still need that... I had only one encounter. It was my lucky day. Before me hovered an Abra. My jaw dropped. "And yet, it takes me forever to find a single, stinkin' Ralts?" That "single, stinkin'" pokemon was the one I sent out. I weighed my options. If I attacked with Ralts, it's attack wouldn't do enough damage to kill it in one hit. I got nothing there. I could run. Still nothing. Then I remembered my Great Ball. It might be worth a shot. I was about to get a replacement... I took my chances, but there was no way I was going to say "Poke Ball go!" I merely tossed the ball and crossed my fingers behind my back. "ABRA was caught!" declared the game. "Would you like to give a nickname to ABRA?" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I howled. "YES," answered the PTB. I felt like crying. Several seconds later: "Is the name MAGIC OK?" "No--it's--not!" I said shaking my head madly. "MAGIC was sent to someone's PC." "Her name is Lanette!" That taken care of, I moved on to the end of the Route. In front of Rusturf Tunnel stood an old man. "So this is the 'salty old man' who owns that shack..." I said. "Was' that Whippersnapper?" he yelled. "'Ah cain' here ya!" "Umm.... So this is the Tunnel people think is all that!" I ad-libbed. "'Ah ain' wearin' no hat!" he said. "'Ah'm lookin' fer mah Peeko!" "What's a Peeko?" I asked. "Thar ain' no Pick-a-chew's 'round he-er. 'Ah wan' mah per-shus Peeko!" "Your...pet?" "Thar ain' no vets in this here world. O'ly Poke-man's." I hate it when people mispronounce 'Pokemon' like that! "I'll go get your Peeko..." I sighed. "If'ns ya wants ta use the res'rooms," he said, "thar's sum fah-silli-ties in that thar tunnel digger's place." "Someone needs a hearing-aid," I muttered. "Whuh'!?" he said. "Er...guns are awf'lly brave?" I stummbled. "Thar's bean uh raid!?" he exclaimed. He immediatly got on the ground, covered the back of his neck with his hands and prayed that "thum polices" would come faster than "greased peanut butter." I left the old man, shaking my head, and went into the Tunnel. Inside, lo and behold, was the Aqua Grunt, with a tight grip on a package. Beside him sat a Wingull I guessed was Peeko. The Grunt's back was turned. I approached. He turned suddenly. "Um... this isn't what it looks like!" he said. I took a step closer. "How so and--" I noticed something. "--and I told you, if you wanted a Wingull, get your own. Don't rip it off some deaf old man." "You never said that!" he said. "Well, I just did. How 'bout a battle to prove who's smarter?" "You're on!" It's definately not him. Especially since his Poochyena was only level 9. "You couldn't try to level it up any more?" I asked, choosing Mudkip. "He's a winner in my book!" declared the Grunt. "............If you say so.... Can we just get this over with?" "You're going down!" he yelled. A single Mud Shot proved him otherwise. "Who's going where know?" I asked. He muttered darkly to himself, something about arches and magmas. "Fine. Take the stuff back. When we meet again I shall restore the honor to my family's--er...Team's! name!" "What?" "I just wanted to try that line out. We shall meet again!" "God forbid." The Grunt left. Before Peeko and I were teleported out, I told it, "You weren't tied down or anything. You could have run away." It made a weird noise that sounded nothing like "Wingull!" Outside, salty ol' what's his face was still in "tornado drill at the elementry" pose. "Don't have a cow." He looked up. "Say whuh'!?" "You can come out now." Finally! A phrase that makes sense! "'Ah cain' hav' nuthin'," he said. "I's all part of mah 'mas-cue-lin-ih-ty'." He pulled his pants up more than halfway up his torso. I'm surprised he knows a word that big. "Okay. I have to go n--" "I'ma jus' gunna go back tuh mah han-sum abode now," he cut in. Thank God! I headed back to Rustboro, dodging the grass again. It's amazing how five minutes of gameplay can really take it out of you... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The footnotes are necissary this time, so I think I'll keep them. I really did catch an Abra that way in my Emerald version. "pick-a-chew's" are Pikachu's, "per-shus" is precious, "thum polices" is the police, and...I have no idea what greased peanut butter is... I wonder how many people Mr. Briney confused?...... And that said, I'll post chapter 12 1/2 before chapter 13 this time.



Anthezar	Feb 9 2007, 05:03 PM Post #32
Advanced Member Posts: 632 Group: Moderators Member #20 Joined: January 13, 2007	Quote: "Thar's bean uh raid!? HAHAHA!!! I love that part! I laughed a lot during this part. On the part of Arctic Master, everything is fine. I've said my piece. shakes hands



The One And Only.....	Feb 10 2007, 05:07 PM Post #33
Yay a member title, I've never had enough posts for this! Posts: 62 Group: Members Member #24 Joined: February 6, 2007	How is it possible for you to catch an Abra with one Great Ball? It took me Arena Trap Trapinch and like 10 ultra balls.
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Ramzam	Feb 10 2007, 06:01 PM Post #34
Everybody's Favorite DDR Posts: 832 Group: Moderators Member #4 Joined: December 16, 2006	The One And Only..... Feb 10 2007, 05:07 PM How is it possible for you to catch an Abra with one Great Ball? It took me Arena Trap Trapinch and like 10 ultra balls. Lucky toss, I guess? Anyway, since there aren't really many people here, expect to be in a forum with at least one mod in it, Arctic. Anyways, let's all get along and not eat eachother alive...besides, I'm not cannibal...yes, I have sick humor in me.
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The One And Only.....	Feb 10 2007, 06:26 PM Post #35
Yay a member title, I've never had enough posts for this! Posts: 62 Group: Members Member #24 Joined: February 6, 2007	You got that right.
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Arctic Master	Feb 11 2007, 03:20 PM Post #36
The ice cold Pok�mon trainer Posts: 101 Group: Members Member #27 Joined: February 9, 2007	Ramzam Feb 10 2007, 06:01 PM Lucky toss, I guess? Anyway, since there aren't really many people here, expect to be in a forum with at least one mod in it, Arctic. Anyways, let's all get along and not eat eachother alive...besides, I'm not cannibal...yes, I have sick humor in me. I already made up with Anthezar. Anyways, looking back, I wonder, when the story continues, how Nya is going to beat the gym leaders, after fighting back and all, how is Nya going to beat the higher gym leaders when they appear?
	I'm probably gonna add my other fan-fics here, just for the hell of it.


nya_chan	Feb 11 2007, 04:09 PM Post #37
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	It's a secret. (If I get to the ending) it will be...sad. It's not a very happy ending. :( And about the Abra thing: It's worked twice for me. ...I wish I knew how.... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Chapter 12 1/2 As I walked back into town, the Researcher stopped me. "Oh! You're alive!" "Don't be so surprised." "Oh! That's so wonderful! You should meet my boss!" "I want my Great Ball." "Oh, don't be ridiculous! Come with me!" As I followed I pick-pocketed it from his back pocket. He led me to Devon HQ, home of inventors and revived fossils...eventually. On the top floor I caught up with the Researcher. It seems everyone can move faster than me. "Ah! There you are!" said the Devon Corp. President. "Hello. Can we get this over with, I've got an HM to get so I can mangle some trees," I said, tapping my foot. "Ah, right. All in good time...all in good time..." "(I see where the Researcher gets it...)If you don't hurry up, it's going to be a bad time. Let's get a move on! Pedal to the metal!" "Ah, but there are no cars in this world." "(Then invent some!) Fine. Can we get to the point?" "Ah, very well then. Take this--" he handed me a PokeNav "--this--" the Devon Goods this time "--and this." A letter to? I looked closer. "Santa?" "Ah! Oops!" He laughed nervously, then yanked the letter out of my hands. "Paper-cut!" I cried, putting my wounded hand in my mouth. Except.... I don't have one. Whimmpering in pain, I asked why he had a letter to Santa. "Ah! Um... no reason...um...here! Take this one instead!" This one said "Steven." "I take it this is the correct one?" He nodded distractedly as he hid the letter to Santa in his desk. "Ah! You... I forget your name..." He pointed to the Researcher. "Take her outside, will you?" The Researcher nodded and I followed him once again. As I turned to leave, the President put his hand next to his ear and mouthed "Call me." I shuddered and turned away. Back outside, the Researcher told me to turn on my PokeNav and call the President. "That's a weird sentence, if I've ever heard one," told him. "Oh, fine, be that way." He stuck his nose up in the air and pouted. "I will thank you," I replied happily. There was a cry of barely concealed rage as I poked "Mr. Stone" on the PokeNav. Being the only name on it, it wasn't that hard to find. I could hear ringing. "Hello?" said the President's voice. "Good-bye," I said, and hung up. The Researcher was crying to himself about disrespect and kids these days. I turned happily and walked towards the exit, spotting a familiar face. Instantly, my face fell. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Because I forgot a major event. So I had to make this middle chapter thingy.



nya_chan	Feb 11 2007, 04:13 PM Post #38
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	Bored bored bored... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Chapter 13: A Fateful Encounter? And just when I thought I was having a good day... He's right in the middle of the road. why can't there be any cars in this game? Brendan turned as I approached. "Hey, APRIL!" he said pleasantly. Drop dead. "How nice to see you too," I replyed, teeth clenched. "I was hoping you'd say that. It will make winning oh so sweet." "You lost me. What?!" "If you're happy to see me, you won't feel happy when you lose, which boost my ego." "One: you have twisted logic. Two: your ego has issues. Three: what made you think we were going to battle, and if we did, what made you think you would win?" He stared at me blankly. I stared back. "Did I count too high?" "I'm just marveling at the fact that you think you could beat me," he said. "Done it before and I can do it again," I said simply. "Y-yeah, b-but I have more Pokemon!" he stuttered. "So do I. I have six with me and...I forget how many in the computer." "But I only have two," he whinned. "Cry me a river." Then I did some quick thinking. If I had chosen Mudkip, meaning he, by default would have chosen Treeko, so his only other Pokemon would match my starter in type. I'm so smart. I sent out Zigzagoon. No type advantages, but, then again, nothing else had a type advantage. I decided to test if Pick Up worked in Trainer battles. I doubted it. "PKMN TRAINER BRENDAN sent out WINGULL!" "Ahhh!" I cried. "Will I never escape those things?" "What 'things?'" asked Brendan. "The boxes? No." "No! Those Wingull 'things!'" "Careful. You might upset WINNY." "Die a horrible death," I muttered. "What's that?" asked Brendan. "I can't hear you." "Oh no, I am definatly not doing that again!" I yelled. "Headbutt!" Like the obediant brain-dead idiot it was, Zigzagoon used Headbutt. I say "brain-dead" because I usually use that move; good ol' Zaggs had lost many a brain cell. "You mean person!" cried Brendan, already selecting his next and last Pokemon. "Takes one to...I don't want say that actually, even if it's true." "The truth hurts. Like my next, uber-powerful attack--" "I'm shaking in my pathetic, circular shoes." "--Absorb!" I swore I could hear crickets. "You realize that Grass-type move don't work very well on Flying-types, right?" "When did you--" "Options, Battle Style, Shift.... I changed Pokemon after I beat your pathetic Wingull, then sent out mine." "So that's what 'Battle Style' means! I've always wondered..." "Am I the only observant person in this world? By the way, your Treeko's dead." His right eye twitched. "Ragga naga fracka..." he grumbled. "I'm gonna go cry to my Swablu now..." He looked at me. "You wouldn't happen to know why when I came back from Route 103 that I found it behind my computer with a huge footprint on it would you?" I shrugged. He, being slow-witted, sighed. "Okay. Well, I guess the person who did that was the same person who threw my clock out the window. I told Mom not to clean my room." I stiffled a laugh and tried to go past him. Without turning around, he said: "You realize you still need to get HM Cut right, APRIL?" I walked backwards, then to the left, still facing forward. As I passed Brendan, he stuck his tongue out at me. Probably covering for his moment of weakness, I figured. The HM Master, unlike the man in suglasses, recognized the fact that I was a Trainer. "Personally, since my head is the size of the rest of my body, I don't think I'm all that limber, but hey! I'll take anything free any day!" "Stupid script," muttered the HM Master. As soon as I left, a feeling of dread crept through me. Soon I would have to "talk" (if you can really say that) to Mr. Salty and Freeko... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= woo... gibberish. >\|3



The One And Only.....	Feb 12 2007, 12:22 AM Post #39
Yay a member title, I've never had enough posts for this! Posts: 62 Group: Members Member #24 Joined: February 6, 2007	Pick-Pocketed, I love that bit!
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nya_chan	Feb 13 2007, 02:36 PM Post #40
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	Chapter 14: On the road again I walked out of the city and through Route 104 North. Right before I went into Petalburg Woods, I pulled out my new HM and sent out Zigzagoon. Holding the HM in one hand like a CD, I looked at Zaggs. It barked. "You wouldn't have any idea how to use this would you?" I said patting its head. Immeadiatly, it's eyes went blank and its tongue came out slowly like a CD drive. "Dah...uh..." I stammered. "Ooookaayy..." Gently I set the HM on its tongue. It retracted itself and whirred like a CD in a CD player. Zaggs right eye read "LOAD" and the other "ING..." A box popped up. "ZAGGS would like to learn the move CUT." "I never would have known." "But ZAGGS can't learn more than four moves." "That's just stupid." "Delete a move to make room for CUT?" "I wouldn't have used the HM otherwise." Another box appeared with a list of ZAGGS's known moves. "HEADBUTT TACKLE TAIL WHIP SAND ATTACK" I chewed my lip and choose Tail Whip. The box vanished and another one appeared. "3...2...1...Poof!" Sound effect. "...And ZAGGS learned CUT!" Fanfare. "And there was much rejoicing. Yaaaaaaaaaay," I said dully. We went off to conquer the woods for a second time. The trip was not-so-painfully short, as we hasilty hacked down some trees. The PTB did stop for a Shroomish, catching it with the last Great Ball. "Ugh. What a waste," I muttered, walking out into the perpetual sunshine. The shack was close, but the rich snob at the entrance/exit demanded to register herself on my PokeNav before I could go through. I considered knocking on the door of the shack, but thought better of it. I walked right in. Peeko had some common sense it seemed, and was running (if you can call it that. It looked more like fast oozing) away from... come to think of it, he never introduced himself. Lazy bum... Mr.... I'll call him Salty. "Whait m' dahrlin'!" cried Mr. Salty. "Cum back!" I giggled at the idiocy of it all. He looked at me, still running. "You! Whippersnapper! H'lp meh catch mah Peeko!" My guess was it didn't want to be caught, but I stood in front of it none the less. Mr. Salty kept going, running into Peeko. Even after they colided, they both kept moving. "Help meh catch 'er!" he said again. "Whatever," I said. "Whas' that? Thar ain't no weathar rih gut now!" He paused. "Cum ta tink off eet, pre-fect sailin' wuhthar! Peeko! Where settin' sail m' dahrlin'!" Finally. The ride was surprisingly short. There was only time for him to introduce himself correctly as Mr. Briney. So I was close. We arrived at Dewford. "So yous gots somthin's ta delivers heuh?" I held up the letter. "Aight! I'll jus' sun bath then. Them ladies love ta see mes in uh swimmin' suit!" And this is a kids game! I feel sick, and I don't think it's sea sickness! I ran off to Dewford Cave to deliver the letter. At the entrance, a hiker gave me another free HM. I didn't think it was all that dark, so I didn't bother teaching it to any of my Pokemon. By the second floor, I had realized my mistake. I did something I rarely did, and actually let the PTB control me. There was a raised section. I let myself be led up the stairs. My view reached just far enough in front of me to see a rock. "What's so special about a stupid rock? There are at least fifty-million of them in here alone!" I stood in front of the rock and there was a beep. A box announced I had found an Everstone. My jaw dropped. It was quckly given to Mud Mud. I bumped around the cave for a few more minutes and finally found myself on the first floor again. I breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the room in front of me. Inside was Steven. Surprise, surprise. His back was turned, but as I approached, he turned around. It became obvious he was wearing some sort of suit with bizzare purple zigzags down the front. "Not exactly spelunking gear is that?" I asked him. "Shhhhh!" he said harshly. I can't hear!" "Hear what?" "The rock! Now quiet!" "But I have a letter from your dad." "Daddy!" he said happily and grabbed the letter from me. He read to himself, speaking aloud as he went. It was something about annoying someone, and how the rocks weren't really talking to him. He finished reading and looked up. "Why are you still here?" "'Cuz if I do something, I want a reward. Fork it over." "Your selfishness hurts my rocks' feelings..." he said sadly, petting a rock he was holding. "Take this and leave me alone." My fanny pack grew even heavier. "It's Steel Wing," he told me. "Steel is so nice to talk to...." He wandered away. Wondering what he was on, I followed. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Did anyone catch the Monty Python refference?



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