I shouldn’t post this. If he finds it and knows that I discovered his secret... but then again, I could always be wrong. He might make an example of me to lead you guys on the wrong track, but he might ignore me because I’m wrong. Still, as many people as possible need to know this. This has to be revealed. His main power lies in fear; if we banish that fear, he’s not nearly as deadly.
He’s a plague, spreading from person to person. He compels us to spread him through fear; he can kill us, he can torture us, he can thoroughly screw with our minds, but he can’t force us to spread him. That’s our choice. Th
Well well well, isn’t this a surprise?
What is this sight that meets my eyes?
I remember you from that tour,
Yet here you are, still so pure!
Would you like to go back again?
Return to our little, creepy den?
Your silence I will take, as a yes,
I am not surprised, I do confess,
So now let’s go, continue, progress.
Welcome back, the land remains,
It never changes, trapped in chains,
We are locked to it’s ground, an uneasy truce,
But could you imagine us if loose?
I digress, here’s a resident!
Isn’t his gnashing just so pleasant?
Grey and bony, clawed with fangs,
In the glowing eyes, your life now hangs!
This one
“Grahhh! How have I gotten so lost in this damned desert?” The large Sceptile swiveled it’s head to look at it’s poor trainer.
“Tile?” It inquisitively asked. The trainer absently waved her hand at the Lizard Pokémon, attempting to focus on the map in her hands.
“Give me a sec Gecky. I’m trying to figure out where we are on this town map.” The woman muttered. She brushed her auburn hair back and adjusted her Go-Goggles. She wore long blue pants and a puffy red sweater. It made her sweat in the sweltering heat, but it protected her from the harsh, stinging sandstorm that plagued t
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Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 5
Sean walked out of the gate onto Route 203. The air seemed fresher to Sean, although it might have been his relief at getting away from the crowds of the city. Inhaling deeply, he released Regole from his Pokéball. Regole appeared in the flash of white light, and stretched.
“Finally! Do you know how cramped it gets in there? Gah!” Regole complained, stretching his fins behind his head. Sean smiled at his irate companion.
“Just help me find Diamond, Regole.” He said, beginning to look down the route. Regole dived into the bushes, searching off the route, farther into the bushes and grass. It wasn’t long b
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Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 4
“...and that’s the basics of catching a Pokémon, and what Pokémon centers do for you. Got all that?” Dawn asked, turning to Sean. He nodded. They were just on Route 202, and Dawn was just finishing up explaining the basics of being a Pokémon trainer.
“I’ve got it Dawn,” He said. “I’ll really get it when I actually do it.” Dawn nodded.
“Totally understandable. Anyway, I’ve got to get to the next town. Maybe I’ll see you there!” She turned and sprinted off, her bag flying out behind her. Sean watched until he lost sight of her amongst the swayin
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Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 3
Sean stood on the edge of the tall grass of Route 201. Often, he would just sit by the edge of the tall grass, and gaze across the route, dreaming what lay on the other side. He could almost envision it without even looking at the scenery. The trees on both sides, the small path overgrown with short tufts of Oddish-like grass and the wavy, tall grass that had always daunted him. Sean took a deep breath. Now, I become a true trainer. Sean lifted his foot and then hesitated. Was he really ready for this? Steeling his nerves, he exhaled, and walked into the tall grass for the first time.
Sean kept glancing around nervously, watching like a Sent
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Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Nuzlocke Chapter 2
"AAUUGH!" Diamond screamed as his Turtwig fainted. Regole pretended to look at his fin in contempt. "HOW COULD I LOSE?!" Diamond howled. Sean nervously stepped up.
"H-hey, Diamond. You never attacked; all you did was growl Pongo." Diamond stopped pulling at his hair.
"You're right! I actually have to attack, don't I?" Sean nodded. Diamond slapped his forehead. "DUH! I am such a moron sometimes. Alright Sean, see ya! I'm going to show my Mom my new Pokemon!" Diamond dashed off, heading back to Twinleaf Town. Sean gazed at Pongo, who was busy staring out at Verity Lake.
"What's wrong?" Sean asks. Regole shook his head.
"Nothing. Why don't you s
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Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Nuzlocke Chapter 1
"Wake up! Come on, wake up!" Sean blinked his eyes, blinded by the light streaming in through his window. His bedroom had a window on the far side by the stairs, while his bed was tucked away in the corner. A woman with blue hair obscured his view of his computer and TV in the corner. Sean smiled sheepishly.
"Hey mom. What's wrong?" She shook her head in dismay.
"Sean! Today's the day you agreed to show Diamond around! You know he's new here!" Sean's eyes widened at the fact.
"Right!" He exclaimed. He got up and started searching his dresser for some new clothes. "If he shows up, tell him I'll be right down!" Sean's mom sighed.
"He's already
I sit ‘round the fireplace, the room dark,
All alone, wondering what had happened.
I stay there for hours, thinking of him.
I walk outside, in the numbing white snow,
Wondering how everything could be wrong.
Underneath the barren trees, gravely go,
I walk with him right by my side, oh why?!
Why is he always by my side? This man,
Of calm black, and face ever clouded, his
Hood, much like funeral shroud I know.
He’s waiting for me, but I refuse,
To ever join this cruel, gentle stranger.
I come to a meadow, blank like canvas,
Memories float by, whispering to me
I see my wife under a tree, dozing,
Then my child beside her, warm yet c
The thing about creepypasta is the... fact that it seems so unreal. Does that make sense? We scare ourselves with them, and then laugh at it, saying how it's so fake, and unrealistic. These are our defense mechanisms at work. We make it seem so unbelievable that we laugh at our fears.
This was our first mistake.
...strike one...
Because of this falseness, we discard the information, laughing it off. These stories were from possible survivors, or people who have researched these... these monsters themselves. They can tell us how to get away. Yet, we discard the valuable information.
This is the second mistake.
Strike two... Be cautious...
I shouldn’t post this. If he finds it and knows that I discovered his secret... but then again, I could always be wrong. He might make an example of me to lead you guys on the wrong track, but he might ignore me because I’m wrong. Still, as many people as possible need to know this. This has to be revealed. His main power lies in fear; if we banish that fear, he’s not nearly as deadly.
He’s a plague, spreading from person to person. He compels us to spread him through fear; he can kill us, he can torture us, he can thoroughly screw with our minds, but he can’t force us to spread him. That’s our choice. Th
Well well well, isn’t this a surprise?
What is this sight that meets my eyes?
I remember you from that tour,
Yet here you are, still so pure!
Would you like to go back again?
Return to our little, creepy den?
Your silence I will take, as a yes,
I am not surprised, I do confess,
So now let’s go, continue, progress.
Welcome back, the land remains,
It never changes, trapped in chains,
We are locked to it’s ground, an uneasy truce,
But could you imagine us if loose?
I digress, here’s a resident!
Isn’t his gnashing just so pleasant?
Grey and bony, clawed with fangs,
In the glowing eyes, your life now hangs!
This one
“Grahhh! How have I gotten so lost in this damned desert?” The large Sceptile swiveled it’s head to look at it’s poor trainer.
“Tile?” It inquisitively asked. The trainer absently waved her hand at the Lizard Pokémon, attempting to focus on the map in her hands.
“Give me a sec Gecky. I’m trying to figure out where we are on this town map.” The woman muttered. She brushed her auburn hair back and adjusted her Go-Goggles. She wore long blue pants and a puffy red sweater. It made her sweat in the sweltering heat, but it protected her from the harsh, stinging sandstorm that plagued t
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 5 by M-A-F-R-A, literature
Literature
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 5
Sean walked out of the gate onto Route 203. The air seemed fresher to Sean, although it might have been his relief at getting away from the crowds of the city. Inhaling deeply, he released Regole from his Pokéball. Regole appeared in the flash of white light, and stretched.
“Finally! Do you know how cramped it gets in there? Gah!” Regole complained, stretching his fins behind his head. Sean smiled at his irate companion.
“Just help me find Diamond, Regole.” He said, beginning to look down the route. Regole dived into the bushes, searching off the route, farther into the bushes and grass. It wasn’t long b
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 4 by M-A-F-R-A, literature
Literature
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 4
“...and that’s the basics of catching a Pokémon, and what Pokémon centers do for you. Got all that?” Dawn asked, turning to Sean. He nodded. They were just on Route 202, and Dawn was just finishing up explaining the basics of being a Pokémon trainer.
“I’ve got it Dawn,” He said. “I’ll really get it when I actually do it.” Dawn nodded.
“Totally understandable. Anyway, I’ve got to get to the next town. Maybe I’ll see you there!” She turned and sprinted off, her bag flying out behind her. Sean watched until he lost sight of her amongst the swayin
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 3 by M-A-F-R-A, literature
Literature
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Storylocke Chapter 3
Sean stood on the edge of the tall grass of Route 201. Often, he would just sit by the edge of the tall grass, and gaze across the route, dreaming what lay on the other side. He could almost envision it without even looking at the scenery. The trees on both sides, the small path overgrown with short tufts of Oddish-like grass and the wavy, tall grass that had always daunted him. Sean took a deep breath. Now, I become a true trainer. Sean lifted his foot and then hesitated. Was he really ready for this? Steeling his nerves, he exhaled, and walked into the tall grass for the first time.
Sean kept glancing around nervously, watching like a Sent
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Nuzlocke Chapter 2 by M-A-F-R-A, literature
Literature
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Nuzlocke Chapter 2
"AAUUGH!" Diamond screamed as his Turtwig fainted. Regole pretended to look at his fin in contempt. "HOW COULD I LOSE?!" Diamond howled. Sean nervously stepped up.
"H-hey, Diamond. You never attacked; all you did was growl Pongo." Diamond stopped pulling at his hair.
"You're right! I actually have to attack, don't I?" Sean nodded. Diamond slapped his forehead. "DUH! I am such a moron sometimes. Alright Sean, see ya! I'm going to show my Mom my new Pokemon!" Diamond dashed off, heading back to Twinleaf Town. Sean gazed at Pongo, who was busy staring out at Verity Lake.
"What's wrong?" Sean asks. Regole shook his head.
"Nothing. Why don't you s
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Nuzlocke Chapter 1 by M-A-F-R-A, literature
Literature
Chains Of Fate -- A Platinum Nuzlocke Chapter 1
"Wake up! Come on, wake up!" Sean blinked his eyes, blinded by the light streaming in through his window. His bedroom had a window on the far side by the stairs, while his bed was tucked away in the corner. A woman with blue hair obscured his view of his computer and TV in the corner. Sean smiled sheepishly.
"Hey mom. What's wrong?" She shook her head in dismay.
"Sean! Today's the day you agreed to show Diamond around! You know he's new here!" Sean's eyes widened at the fact.
"Right!" He exclaimed. He got up and started searching his dresser for some new clothes. "If he shows up, tell him I'll be right down!" Sean's mom sighed.
"He's already
I sit ‘round the fireplace, the room dark,
All alone, wondering what had happened.
I stay there for hours, thinking of him.
I walk outside, in the numbing white snow,
Wondering how everything could be wrong.
Underneath the barren trees, gravely go,
I walk with him right by my side, oh why?!
Why is he always by my side? This man,
Of calm black, and face ever clouded, his
Hood, much like funeral shroud I know.
He’s waiting for me, but I refuse,
To ever join this cruel, gentle stranger.
I come to a meadow, blank like canvas,
Memories float by, whispering to me
I see my wife under a tree, dozing,
Then my child beside her, warm yet c
The thing about creepypasta is the... fact that it seems so unreal. Does that make sense? We scare ourselves with them, and then laugh at it, saying how it's so fake, and unrealistic. These are our defense mechanisms at work. We make it seem so unbelievable that we laugh at our fears.
This was our first mistake.
...strike one...
Because of this falseness, we discard the information, laughing it off. These stories were from possible survivors, or people who have researched these... these monsters themselves. They can tell us how to get away. Yet, we discard the valuable information.
This is the second mistake.
Strike two... Be cautious...
Hello there. Sorry I have not been active lately. I've had difficulty getting motivated due to an upcoming vacation. I'm going to be gone for a week or two, so don't expect any activity (Not that there's been much anyway).
By the by Kai, I'm trying to get motivated on your request, but if I work on it unmotivated, it won't come out very well, and I don't want that to happen.
Bon Voyage!
I want to upload something as a story, but I'm just not damn motivated! So, Ztasha, this is mostly directed towards you as my one watcher, and anyone else who reads this, leave a suggestion for what I should write a story about!
P.S. Anyone got a good idea for an icon?
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Facts about myself:
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