The Dark Side of Pokémon.
By none other than Jskater.
Disclaimer: I Don't own Pokémon, and I don't want to.
I usually write zelda stories, but this came to me while I was chatting with a friend.
Okay, here we go.
I used to absolutely ADORE Pokémon. I collected the cards, played the games, and watched the shows. One day, I decided to step away from the mania. It was all good from then on. About a year later, I had this really FUNKED-OUT DREAM! I was at some sort of arena, and I had some armor and stuff on. At one end of the arena, were a couple
of microphones. I tried to leave, but I heard a bunch of noises, and I recognized then as Pokémon noises. All of a sudden, a Pikachu and a Jigglypuff jumped down from God-knows-where, and started to fight me. The Jigglypuff walked over to one of the mics,
and just sat there. The Pikachu growled and jumped at me. Before it hit me, I grabbed it,
and rolled it up into a ball, and dropkicked it to Afghanistan. "Take that Osama!", I yelled.
Before I could leave, a girl about my age jumped down behind me, and walked over next to jigglypuff, and they started a singing contest. I recognized the girl as Queenofthegerudo. (didn't want to hafta write the whole name). The sang a bunch of songs, and in the end, Queen had beat the puff out of the lil' pink pokémon. She bowed,
and walked off. Then I woke up, and found my old stuffed Pikachu, at the foot of my bed, with it's arms wrapped around my foot. I flicked it off, and fell back asleep.
Well, how'd u like it? R\R !!!!!
By none other than Jskater.
Disclaimer: I Don't own Pokémon, and I don't want to.
I usually write zelda stories, but this came to me while I was chatting with a friend.
Okay, here we go.
I used to absolutely ADORE Pokémon. I collected the cards, played the games, and watched the shows. One day, I decided to step away from the mania. It was all good from then on. About a year later, I had this really FUNKED-OUT DREAM! I was at some sort of arena, and I had some armor and stuff on. At one end of the arena, were a couple
of microphones. I tried to leave, but I heard a bunch of noises, and I recognized then as Pokémon noises. All of a sudden, a Pikachu and a Jigglypuff jumped down from God-knows-where, and started to fight me. The Jigglypuff walked over to one of the mics,
and just sat there. The Pikachu growled and jumped at me. Before it hit me, I grabbed it,
and rolled it up into a ball, and dropkicked it to Afghanistan. "Take that Osama!", I yelled.
Before I could leave, a girl about my age jumped down behind me, and walked over next to jigglypuff, and they started a singing contest. I recognized the girl as Queenofthegerudo. (didn't want to hafta write the whole name). The sang a bunch of songs, and in the end, Queen had beat the puff out of the lil' pink pokémon. She bowed,
and walked off. Then I woke up, and found my old stuffed Pikachu, at the foot of my bed, with it's arms wrapped around my foot. I flicked it off, and fell back asleep.
Well, how'd u like it? R\R !!!!!
