Preview: The search for ArticunoThe monthly snowstorm blew fiercely through the wintery town of Snowhaven, destroying fragile wooden signs and sending mailboxes several houses over. Not even the toughest of Ice-Type were outside, leaving the entire town barren while the harsh side of nature was in full control. A majority of the townspeople were in the pub, either seeking shelter or having a good time with their friends.Preview: The search for Articuno by NotMolo
The atmosphere in the building was smoky and jolly music was playing louder than usual, drowning out the violent storm outside. Sitting in the far corner of the room and out of the gaze of the masses, Yuri Volten silently sipped on a glass of orange juice.
His appearance was much different, more sinister and unnerving than his normal look. His eyes were completely white without any pupils and any emotion; yet his mouth was slightly curled into a little smile. He wore a bizarre suit that caught the eyes of a few when he first entered, causing numerous mystified and mocking murmurs. Its design was that
A little something I wroteThe Darumaka slammed into the gate at full force, scarcely able to sustain conscious. It slid down the thin smooth metallic surface, groaning in pain during the short journey to the bottom. Darumaka slowly got to its feet, legs shaking and on the brink of giving out. The Pokemon’s vision was blurry, barely able to make out its attacker anymore. All of a sudden the assailant leaped at Darumaka, holding a shell-like weapon to the side.A little something I wrote by NotMolo
“WATCHA-OSHA!” was the last thing Darumaka heard before it felt a painful blow to the head which knocked it out.
Standing over the defeated Fire-Type was its attacker - a female Oshawott wearing a sleeveless light-blue vest with a sapphire stone sewn into the left side of the chest area, bordered with navy blue colours all around the edges.
“Good work, Oshawott!” a male voice congratulated from behind her, followed by a couple of claps. It was Darkening Lotsamoni. He was walking down the paved garden path towards her, long cig
The Evil Will to Change.A truck on a road is driving around at night with a shipment of Pokémon plushies in its haul. The driver is tired, as shown by his heavy eyes. He wonder why he has to deliver a bunch of dolls to several people at night, especially when he was tired. He noticed he is low on gas and decided to stop at a gas station. He started to pump gas into his truck and he heard a noise at the back of the truck. He opened it up and saw a bright light. The light, which looks pretty and mesmerizing, seems to relax the man, his eyes turning white as he hear a command in his head. <Bring me to someone who deserves me...> The man nods and after getting the gas, he drove off...The Evil Will to Change. by Jordan171998
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Soul Of the Machine 1
Chapter One: Enter the Shaymin Investigator!
In the midst of a vast forest, a small shape was zooming from bush to bush, its pace and appearance barely noticeable to the Pokemon living nearby. There were a few that tried to catch a glimpse of the unknown speedster, but none of them succeeded. The fast figure continued deeper into the lush environment, the wild Pokemon becoming scarcer as it did so. During its swift journey, it never once halted, switching between shrubbery hiding spots to the trees above where it proceeded to leap to the next one.
Up ahead was an unusual sight. A lone robotic Bellsprout that seemed very worse for wear was standing next to an oversized tree stump, its mechanical body gently swaying like its biological cousins. The eyes of the robot were glowing a bright red, occasionally flickering like a faulty light bulb. It glanced around its surroundings, scanning for any life forms that neared its position.
All of a sudden sparks started to burst o
Soul of the Machine 2
Soul of the Machine
Chapter Two: Malfunction
In the dilapidated underground lab of the notorious Clefairy scientist, Dr. Solaria Clefarious, a robot Shaymin in its Sky Forme, formerly the intellectual investigator, C, was exhibiting itself for its master and her happy-go-lucky Whimsicott assistant, Tony. It was looking around the darkened room, its red tinted pupils emitting a beam of red light.
“Shaymin_Bot,” Clefarious spoke, pushing up her glasses. “Issue your scan report.”
The moment the command was spoken, the obedient machine stopped its scanning and turned to face its genius creator. “10 items of machinery found, all deactivated and in critical condition,” it reviewed, the red glow in its eyes dying down. “No other life-forms found.”
“Wow! That was impressive, C, yep!” Tony complimented, patting the Shaymin’s back.
“Inaccurate statement, Whimsicott,”<
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