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Creepy Pasta PKMN - HATRED
I bought Fire Red once when I was going through an old garage sale.
It was worn and chipped but the inner workings were still in great condition. The box art was faded and greenish thanks to being left out under the sun no doubt.
The thing that struck me as odd was that there was clearly holes made in the eyes of the charizard on the cover and a big hole on its chest over its heart.
I asked the owner and showed him the box and the cartridge. He almost flinched when I was displaying the items to him. I could see fear in his eyes. Real terror.
I couldn't get him to answer me about the wear and tear, so I asked how much the game cost. He pushed the game away and waved his hands, "It's free, leave please."
I stumbled slightly and looked at him. "Are you sure old man?" He nodded and turned to speak to another customer. I actually considered putting the game back, NO ONE acts like that when you try to buy something from them.
Regardless I took it home and put it in my DS. My screen flickered
It was just another one of those days. Playing Black, shiny hunting. My target? Yamask. You might still know it as Desumasu. I'd moved on from getting one in White to hopelessly try for a shiny Victini, only to find out Victini was programmed to never be shiny unless you cheat. Now I had returned to Ancient Castle in Black to try once more. I had been roleplaying and doing a collab comic with Shadowtheshekirby here on deviantART--Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Requiem of the Shadow Colossus. In it, my character, Jupiter, was a shiny Yamask, so I wanted a female one to mirror her incarnation in the comic. I was using KAITO, my male Minccino with Cute Charm, to help raise the chances of finding female Pokémon.
Still early in the morning, I was playing and listening to the radio, when finally, I saw that night-sky blue Yamask, sadly male, but still shiny! It was...different, though. He had two little p
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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