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

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Spirits Of The Desert

“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 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

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Why does nobody SMILE?

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...

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