The Forsaken Entry #14
The clouds overheard started to drizzle softly on the pot hole riddled alley. Glancing up, Tomio scowled as he searched the alley, seeing a open door leading to a hallway with white walls and orange carpet.
"It'll keep me dry if nothing else.." Tomio sighed as he slunk away from the rain.
Once inside, Tomio casually walked through the hallway, reading a sign about a sale, as he bumped against something.
"Sorry about that." Tomio absent mindedly started as he looked in front of him, seeing a woman in a blue dress passed out on the floor. to her left was a brown paper bag with various packets and cans strewn over the floor. "Suishou will forgive me.."
Tomio started to slowly pick up the food in easy to open packets into the brown bag. Once loaded, he hummed as he started for the alley.
"Return it to me.." A sinister voice boomed through the hallway, turning around, Tomio could see purple spectral hands claw themselves out of the ground, as a triangular head seeped through the floor.
Subconsciously, Tomio cloaked his tail in a dark aura as he leapt to the head, lashing with his tail, as the spectre slipped behind him, slapping his purple claws over Tomio's eyes.
"Guess who!" the voice cackled madly as one of its hands reached down to the bag, Tomio growled as he twisted, releasing a dark aura as he wriggled out of its grasp.
"Try to take it!" Tomio glared as he bared his teeth, dripping with darkness as he peered at the creature. "This is mine."
"It seems we reached a impasse." The spectre slowly rubbed its head. "we both want the food, and we aren't backing down..."
"Hey, did you do that?" Spying the woman, Tomio looked to the ghost in thought. "I'll give you the food if you teach me that trick."
The spectre stared at Tomio incredulously, seeing the seriousness in his eyes, the ghost chuckled quietly as it cracked its knuckles, floating over to the door and closing it with a slow creak...
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Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
The Forsaken entry 13
The Forsaken Entry #13
The clouds passed over a lush green park filled with trainers and their Pokémon, playing games and basking in the late summer sun. The trainer with the unruly hair looked to Suishou before striking a grin.
"Essy!" the trainer exclaimed as Suishou wiggled out of Jerome's grasp and perched herself on the trainer's shoulder. "Thanks for finding her for me!"
"You know it?" the Mohawk trainer stared intently at him.
"Know her?" the trainer started in mock horror, "I know my pride and joy anywhere!"
Suishou started to purr as she nuzzled against his cheek, casting a smug grin to the leather clad trainers.
"Me and Essy here were trying to catch this Zigzagoon..." The trainer with the unruly hair gestured enthusiastically, "But the crafty Ziggy got away from me! and Essy here was trying to be a good girl and bring it back to me, but she just got a little lost, sorry if she caused you any trouble."
"Is he for real...?" The Mohawk trainer mumbled to his friend as they started down the worn path to the chain link fence.
"Who else could actually have a nickname like Essy?" Jerome laughed loudly. "Thats almost as bad as Makit!"
Watching the two trainers walk off, the trainer with the unruly hair knelt down, Suishou hopped off before smiling at him.
"Thanks for the help back there." Suishou purred warmly.
"Say, where's your friend?" The trainer smiled as he glanced around the park. "You didn't dump him right?"
Suishou looked down sadly as she sighed.
"Whats the matter?" The trainer tried to peer at her face. "...You didn't really break up, right?"
"...Guess Tomio was right..." she slowly muttered.
"Hey, want me to stick with you until we find him?" the trainer smiled warmly.
Immediately, Suishou ran to the chain link fence, glancing back to the trainer every few steps, who brushed his legs off as he started to follow Suishou past the chain link fence and into the pot hole riddled alley...
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The clouds passed over a lush green park filled with trainers and their Pokémon, playing games and basking in the late summer sun. The trainer with the unruly hair looked to Suishou before striking a grin.
"Essy!" the trainer exclaimed as Suishou wiggled out of Jerome's grasp and perched herself on the trainer's shoulder. "Thanks for finding her for me!"
"You know it?" the Mohawk trainer stared intently at him.
"Know her?" the trainer started in mock horror, "I know my pride and joy anywhere!"
Suishou started to purr as she nuzzled against his cheek, casting a smug grin to the leather clad trainers.
"Me and Essy here were trying to catch this Zigzagoon..." The trainer with the unruly hair gestured enthusiastically, "But the crafty Ziggy got away from me! and Essy here was trying to be a good girl and bring it back to me, but she just got a little lost, sorry if she caused you any trouble."
"Is he for real...?" The Mohawk trainer mumbled to his friend as they started down the worn path to the chain link fence.
"Who else could actually have a nickname like Essy?" Jerome laughed loudly. "Thats almost as bad as Makit!"
Watching the two trainers walk off, the trainer with the unruly hair knelt down, Suishou hopped off before smiling at him.
"Thanks for the help back there." Suishou purred warmly.
"Say, where's your friend?" The trainer smiled as he glanced around the park. "You didn't dump him right?"
Suishou looked down sadly as she sighed.
"Whats the matter?" The trainer tried to peer at her face. "...You didn't really break up, right?"
"...Guess Tomio was right..." she slowly muttered.
"Hey, want me to stick with you until we find him?" the trainer smiled warmly.
Immediately, Suishou ran to the chain link fence, glancing back to the trainer every few steps, who brushed his legs off as he started to follow Suishou past the chain link fence and into the pot hole riddled alley...
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The Forsaken Entry 12
The Forsaken Entry #12
The clouds passed over a lush green park filled with trainers and their Pokémon, playing games and just relaxing, Suishou backed away slowly as the two towering trainers dressed in leather advanced on him.
"A stray Espeon is rare.." The cue ball trainer chuckled quietly as he knelt down to scoop up Suishou, who avoided and slipped away from his prying hands.
"Wait a minute Jerome." The Mohawk trainer grabbed him roughly by the shoulder. "This one has a ribbon on its tails, it has a trainer."
"Just look at it..." Jerome stood up, cricking his neck quietly. "Any trainer it has obviously doesn't take care of it to be in such a state, we'll look for its trainer, and if he doesn't give a Ratatta's..."
"Then we'll take it to a shelter." The Mohawk trainer finished, nodding in agreement.
"We'll then.." Jerome gestured to Suishou. "Let's find its owner!"
Immediately, Suishou was hailed by more hands than seemed possible for two people, darting frantically away from them, she ran against a tree, bruising her shoulder before stopping for breath as the trainers finally scooped her up.
"Quick little thing.." Jerome muttered as he started walking up to trainers, asking them if Suishou belonged to them.
A few hours later, every trainer in the park was asked, and the two trainers looked to each other before starting for the chain link fence.
"Guess your trainer isn't here, or he just doesn't luv ya." the Mohawk trainer sighed as he shrugged. "We been up 'n' down this entire area and there's no sign of him."
Suishou whimpered slightly as she attempted to wiggle from Jerome's grasp once again.
"That won't help..." Jerome cooed. "We'll take you where you can find a nice trainer..."
Just then, a familiar voice called out, as a exhausted looking trainer with brown unruly hair, a green jacket, a black shirt and jeans rested his hands on his knees, as the two trainers looked uneasily to each other...
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The clouds passed over a lush green park filled with trainers and their Pokémon, playing games and just relaxing, Suishou backed away slowly as the two towering trainers dressed in leather advanced on him.
"A stray Espeon is rare.." The cue ball trainer chuckled quietly as he knelt down to scoop up Suishou, who avoided and slipped away from his prying hands.
"Wait a minute Jerome." The Mohawk trainer grabbed him roughly by the shoulder. "This one has a ribbon on its tails, it has a trainer."
"Just look at it..." Jerome stood up, cricking his neck quietly. "Any trainer it has obviously doesn't take care of it to be in such a state, we'll look for its trainer, and if he doesn't give a Ratatta's..."
"Then we'll take it to a shelter." The Mohawk trainer finished, nodding in agreement.
"We'll then.." Jerome gestured to Suishou. "Let's find its owner!"
Immediately, Suishou was hailed by more hands than seemed possible for two people, darting frantically away from them, she ran against a tree, bruising her shoulder before stopping for breath as the trainers finally scooped her up.
"Quick little thing.." Jerome muttered as he started walking up to trainers, asking them if Suishou belonged to them.
A few hours later, every trainer in the park was asked, and the two trainers looked to each other before starting for the chain link fence.
"Guess your trainer isn't here, or he just doesn't luv ya." the Mohawk trainer sighed as he shrugged. "We been up 'n' down this entire area and there's no sign of him."
Suishou whimpered slightly as she attempted to wiggle from Jerome's grasp once again.
"That won't help..." Jerome cooed. "We'll take you where you can find a nice trainer..."
Just then, a familiar voice called out, as a exhausted looking trainer with brown unruly hair, a green jacket, a black shirt and jeans rested his hands on his knees, as the two trainers looked uneasily to each other...
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Sunday, January 10, 2010
Prologue -Old Master- entry 1
Okay, this is a unusual update, as its a 'prologue' that takes place before the actual storyline, if the idea takes off, I'll make a little area for the occasional update of 'filler' stories, like the prologue.
naturally, as a LOT of the people in the prologue aren't mentioned, I'll hide the name of the main character in this. XD
anyway, here we go, the first entry of the Prologue.
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Prologue Entry 1
Taking long even strides down the empty hallway, his footsteps echoing off each other in a endless loop, the young man with black boots, blue trousers, a black shirt and brown holsters with white and red orbs; each of them marked with a golden bolt. He flicked the golden spikes out of his eyes before opening the dull aluminium door with a slow steady creak, light seeping through the heavy doors as it swung open.
"Its time." The man licked his lips in fevered anticipation as he passed through the hallowed doorway of the dark and passed effortlessly into the light of a new day, and a new life. "No more days without food for us."
He looked up to the clear blue sky before stretching his long arms, cricking his neck as he cupped two of the orbs in his hand. Tapping a button on each, they grow to over twice their size as he effortlessly tossed them into the air; sending a red beam of light as two small creatures popped out. One with black fur and golden markings on his ears and legs, and the other with light purple fur, a gem on her forehead and with twin tails, the two looked around with some interest before turning back to their master.
"Where are we?" The Umbreon explored a nearby tuft of grass. "This smells like a new place..."
"This is the group that took us in's training ground." The man stated in a matter of factly way as he walked over and ruffled the Umbreon's fur slightly before stretching out his arms, both of them walked up and perched themselves quite comfortably on his shoulders. "Cipher told me that he wanted to see how well we worked as a team."
"We'll protect you master, no matter who it is!" The Espeon purred as she nuzzled against his neck.
"Aw, thanks Suishou." The man scratched under the Espeon's chin. "You two always have my back."
The man made his way past a tree, where a thin stick like man, wearing a white long coat with golden trim and a bolt of lightning on the back, brown boots with black straps and a pair of white immaculate trousers stepped out.
"Welcome (Spoiler).” The man gestured wildly with his hands as he spoke, “I was expecting you here sooner."
"Oh yeah?" (Spoiler) rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Were you waiting long?"
"Not at all." the man's gestured before resting his arms behind his back. "You are to battle against one of my own personal men to see if you're up to scratch."
"Bring him on!" (Spoiler) couldn't keep his excitement hidden, just as Suishou and the Umbreon couldn't help but don a battle stance in agreement.
"As you wish..." The man clapped twice, a door on the other end of the training room opened and a muscular man with a shaved head wearing a carbon copy of (Spoiler)' clothes walked through, purposely stomping the ground slightly.
"Is he my opponent?" The man with the shaved head dryly said as he looked with disdain at the excited trainer before him. "He looks a little green to seriously challenge me."
Immediately, (Spoiler) spread his arms aside, his Pokémon glared bitterly at the man with the shaved head as they slinked down (Spoiler)' arms, jumping several feet in front of their master.
"Two on two then." (Spoiler) scowled at the man. "No one challenges me... Twice."
"Seth here has never lost a match!" the stick like man laughed loudly before taking several steps back. "Now, as the challenger wishes, it's a 2 on 2 match, just try not to kill each other."
Seth glanced at the Espeon and the Umbreon, his hand twitching over his holster before tossing two orbs into the air; releasing a large stone rhino and a green chameleon with a red band across its chest.
(Spoiler) licked his lips in eager anticipation as he looked to his own Pokémon, both of them waiting patiently for the command to start, as a cold wind kicked up a cloud of dust, just as the two trainers yelled their first command...
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naturally, as a LOT of the people in the prologue aren't mentioned, I'll hide the name of the main character in this. XD
anyway, here we go, the first entry of the Prologue.
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Prologue Entry 1
Taking long even strides down the empty hallway, his footsteps echoing off each other in a endless loop, the young man with black boots, blue trousers, a black shirt and brown holsters with white and red orbs; each of them marked with a golden bolt. He flicked the golden spikes out of his eyes before opening the dull aluminium door with a slow steady creak, light seeping through the heavy doors as it swung open.
"Its time." The man licked his lips in fevered anticipation as he passed through the hallowed doorway of the dark and passed effortlessly into the light of a new day, and a new life. "No more days without food for us."
He looked up to the clear blue sky before stretching his long arms, cricking his neck as he cupped two of the orbs in his hand. Tapping a button on each, they grow to over twice their size as he effortlessly tossed them into the air; sending a red beam of light as two small creatures popped out. One with black fur and golden markings on his ears and legs, and the other with light purple fur, a gem on her forehead and with twin tails, the two looked around with some interest before turning back to their master.
"Where are we?" The Umbreon explored a nearby tuft of grass. "This smells like a new place..."
"This is the group that took us in's training ground." The man stated in a matter of factly way as he walked over and ruffled the Umbreon's fur slightly before stretching out his arms, both of them walked up and perched themselves quite comfortably on his shoulders. "Cipher told me that he wanted to see how well we worked as a team."
"We'll protect you master, no matter who it is!" The Espeon purred as she nuzzled against his neck.
"Aw, thanks Suishou." The man scratched under the Espeon's chin. "You two always have my back."
The man made his way past a tree, where a thin stick like man, wearing a white long coat with golden trim and a bolt of lightning on the back, brown boots with black straps and a pair of white immaculate trousers stepped out.
"Welcome (Spoiler).” The man gestured wildly with his hands as he spoke, “I was expecting you here sooner."
"Oh yeah?" (Spoiler) rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Were you waiting long?"
"Not at all." the man's gestured before resting his arms behind his back. "You are to battle against one of my own personal men to see if you're up to scratch."
"Bring him on!" (Spoiler) couldn't keep his excitement hidden, just as Suishou and the Umbreon couldn't help but don a battle stance in agreement.
"As you wish..." The man clapped twice, a door on the other end of the training room opened and a muscular man with a shaved head wearing a carbon copy of (Spoiler)' clothes walked through, purposely stomping the ground slightly.
"Is he my opponent?" The man with the shaved head dryly said as he looked with disdain at the excited trainer before him. "He looks a little green to seriously challenge me."
Immediately, (Spoiler) spread his arms aside, his Pokémon glared bitterly at the man with the shaved head as they slinked down (Spoiler)' arms, jumping several feet in front of their master.
"Two on two then." (Spoiler) scowled at the man. "No one challenges me... Twice."
"Seth here has never lost a match!" the stick like man laughed loudly before taking several steps back. "Now, as the challenger wishes, it's a 2 on 2 match, just try not to kill each other."
Seth glanced at the Espeon and the Umbreon, his hand twitching over his holster before tossing two orbs into the air; releasing a large stone rhino and a green chameleon with a red band across its chest.
(Spoiler) licked his lips in eager anticipation as he looked to his own Pokémon, both of them waiting patiently for the command to start, as a cold wind kicked up a cloud of dust, just as the two trainers yelled their first command...
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Saturday, January 9, 2010
The Forsaken entry 11
Entry #11
A passing cloud covered the street in shadows, Suishou stretched, revelling in a cool breeze that ruffled her fur as she cricked her neck. Licking her lips briefly, Suishou darted down the pot hole riddled alley, her soft paws patting over the cold tarmac.
"We'll split up to find him!" Tomio's words came to mind, "You take the East, and I'll take the west, and we'll meet up when we either found him, or got some food!"
"Its good to say to meet up..." Sighing as she sat on the cold alley, she looked up to the gathering clouds and their looming darkness. "But if you don't say where, we won't find the other before nightfall..."
A cry of excitement drew her gaze, looking over; she could see a lush green park, filled with a bright myriad of colours from the vast variety of Pokémon and trainer alike. She hummed the first few words of a song as she walked up to the chain link fence, blocking her from the trainers.
"He might be in here..." She murmured silently as she started to scratch away at the ground, forcing herself under the fence before emerging with mud and dirt cloaked legs, scowling at her mess, she trotted to the array of Pokémon and trainers.
"Okay Zayu! One more time!" A trainer with dark brown hair called as he tossed a plain red Frisbee that a menacing looking Scyther leapt into the air, expertly batting it back to the trainer without so much of a scratch on it.
"Must be nice.." Suishou sighed forlornly as she watched the Scyther return to its master for a treat. "Still, I don't have time to lose; I need to find him..."
Slowly, she walked through the park, watching a sea of loving trainers and their Pokémon, feeling a growing emptiness in her heart, looking up to the sky, only to see two menacing looking trainers dressed in black leather, one with a blond Mohawk and the other with a cue ball.
"Just what have we here..." The Mohawk trainer lowered his sunglasses. "A stray Espeon..."
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A passing cloud covered the street in shadows, Suishou stretched, revelling in a cool breeze that ruffled her fur as she cricked her neck. Licking her lips briefly, Suishou darted down the pot hole riddled alley, her soft paws patting over the cold tarmac.
"We'll split up to find him!" Tomio's words came to mind, "You take the East, and I'll take the west, and we'll meet up when we either found him, or got some food!"
"Its good to say to meet up..." Sighing as she sat on the cold alley, she looked up to the gathering clouds and their looming darkness. "But if you don't say where, we won't find the other before nightfall..."
A cry of excitement drew her gaze, looking over; she could see a lush green park, filled with a bright myriad of colours from the vast variety of Pokémon and trainer alike. She hummed the first few words of a song as she walked up to the chain link fence, blocking her from the trainers.
"He might be in here..." She murmured silently as she started to scratch away at the ground, forcing herself under the fence before emerging with mud and dirt cloaked legs, scowling at her mess, she trotted to the array of Pokémon and trainers.
"Okay Zayu! One more time!" A trainer with dark brown hair called as he tossed a plain red Frisbee that a menacing looking Scyther leapt into the air, expertly batting it back to the trainer without so much of a scratch on it.
"Must be nice.." Suishou sighed forlornly as she watched the Scyther return to its master for a treat. "Still, I don't have time to lose; I need to find him..."
Slowly, she walked through the park, watching a sea of loving trainers and their Pokémon, feeling a growing emptiness in her heart, looking up to the sky, only to see two menacing looking trainers dressed in black leather, one with a blond Mohawk and the other with a cue ball.
"Just what have we here..." The Mohawk trainer lowered his sunglasses. "A stray Espeon..."
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Friday, January 1, 2010
The Forsaken entry 10
Entry #10
Suishou's head craned around the shadows of the doorway as they passed through; closing her eyes to protect against the rays from the sun, before opening them to see the pot hole riddled alley and a green car turned on its back with the windscreen smashed to pieces.
"Now we need to get food for them..." Tomio sighed as he hopped down the final steps to the alley.
Suishou paused in place, craning her head up for several moments. "Maybe he can help."
"...Who?" Tomio sat upright, watching her expression. "You mean that trainer?"
"Yeah! He was nice enough to give us some food," Suishou beamed. "maybe he'll do it again for them!"
"We can't just go up to him and ask him..." Pausing to reflect on this for a moment, Tomio quickly turned to the alley and started down it with long even strides. "Humans don't understand us."
"Not true." Suishou darted next to Tomio, keeping up with his stride, hopping over a pot hole. "The human closest to a pokemon can understand them."
"For such a link, the pokemon and human would have to be together for a few years." Tomio stated matter of factly.
"Well, we're forsaken, and HE'S the closest thing we got..." Suishou eyes determinedly watching Tomio.
To that, Tomio just stared at her for a full 60 seconds, seeing the seriousness of her expression, chuckling quietly. "Alright, you win."
Before Suishou could say a word, Tomio broke into a burst of speed; rocketing down the alley, narrowly avoiding the pot holes and two cars that crossed the road, before staring at the tiny purple speck in the distance.
"We'll split up to find him!" Tomio called to her. "You take the East, and I'll take the west! and we'll meet up when we either found him, or got some food!"
"...He's too impulsive for his own good..." Suishou smiled as she started down the alley in the opposite direction Tomio ran off in. "Still, he's working for a good cause now, so I can't really blame him for being over excited."
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Suishou's head craned around the shadows of the doorway as they passed through; closing her eyes to protect against the rays from the sun, before opening them to see the pot hole riddled alley and a green car turned on its back with the windscreen smashed to pieces.
"Now we need to get food for them..." Tomio sighed as he hopped down the final steps to the alley.
Suishou paused in place, craning her head up for several moments. "Maybe he can help."
"...Who?" Tomio sat upright, watching her expression. "You mean that trainer?"
"Yeah! He was nice enough to give us some food," Suishou beamed. "maybe he'll do it again for them!"
"We can't just go up to him and ask him..." Pausing to reflect on this for a moment, Tomio quickly turned to the alley and started down it with long even strides. "Humans don't understand us."
"Not true." Suishou darted next to Tomio, keeping up with his stride, hopping over a pot hole. "The human closest to a pokemon can understand them."
"For such a link, the pokemon and human would have to be together for a few years." Tomio stated matter of factly.
"Well, we're forsaken, and HE'S the closest thing we got..." Suishou eyes determinedly watching Tomio.
To that, Tomio just stared at her for a full 60 seconds, seeing the seriousness of her expression, chuckling quietly. "Alright, you win."
Before Suishou could say a word, Tomio broke into a burst of speed; rocketing down the alley, narrowly avoiding the pot holes and two cars that crossed the road, before staring at the tiny purple speck in the distance.
"We'll split up to find him!" Tomio called to her. "You take the East, and I'll take the west! and we'll meet up when we either found him, or got some food!"
"...He's too impulsive for his own good..." Suishou smiled as she started down the alley in the opposite direction Tomio ran off in. "Still, he's working for a good cause now, so I can't really blame him for being over excited."
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