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The Pokemon fic with no name.
By: THE Turbocharger Date: November 18, 2010, 10:50 am
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I run out of the school building, knowing that the inevitable
bullies from school were on my knees. THEY didn’t bother me.
What bothered me was that my parents decided that the best thing
to do about it was to simply ignore it. It was my duty to
endure, but sometimes it just became too much. So I ran, out of
the schoolyard, and through the town. They followed, taunting
me. I was confused, so I looked back. This caused me to trip,
and they caught up. “So, why’d you guys take to tormenting me,
anyway?” “Oh, it’s because you’re too smart. You should go out
and be a pokémon trainer or something.” I glance up in shock.
They expected me to do that? “I do not want to go and test my
mettle against the world. I simply want to be an artist. Is that
too much to ask?” The leader of the group, a girl, leaned over
me and said “Of course!” This was my cue to roll over, get up
and sprint towards the wilds surrounding the town. They stopped
at the edge, watching me run into the forest.
Well, great. Now I was in the forest, so far in that the road
from the town to other towns couldn’t be seen. This was
annoying. That, and all the wild pokémon surrounding me. The
overgrown land, the tall trees, and far too many insect-types
(plus some zigazoons and poochyenas, those creep me out
greatly.) were really starting to weaken my frazzled resolve
even further. I curl in on myself, doing my best not to cry.
Then a seviper showed up. Pushed over the edge, I let the
waterworks flow. And that is when I feel something at the edge
of my mind. It was calming sort of presence. I look up, and
there was a white girl, with green hair. No, it was a pokémon! A
kirlia if I recalled. It reached out to my mind, and asked
something, in a surprising polite voice. Are you okay? I gave it
a withering look. No, but I really do not want to go back. My
parents are probably waiting for me though.
I am not happy with this, and will expand on it.
#Post#: 171--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Pokemon fic with no name.
By: Vampire Penguin Date: January 1, 2011, 2:35 pm
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lol, I wrote something like that years ago. ^.^
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