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Towns Folk
Hi y'all!
Remember my story shop? In this thread I will post short stories inspired on pokémon. Unlike my previous storythread these are free to read (though donations are always appreciated). They're written in about half an hour so there might be all sorts of mistakes and inconsistencies in them; sorry! Please post your favourite pokémon or just any pokémon you would like a story about. I'm kicking of with the lord of all pokémon; magicarp.
Magicarp. Day in day out he was beaten. Outrun. Trampled. And though he tried his absolute hardest to close his eyes to the fact that he was a perfect failure, the water always reflected his image. Short but with a fairly broad waist, and thick straw like blond hair above his far too wide eyes. He bore in mind he was nothing, and all his resistance to this fact would get him nowhere yet he did not give up. He could not give up. Now looking down all the way from the towering building to the water below, he felt the inability to end it. He had to continue. For what purpose he did not know. He stepped back from the edge and slowly backed away. He would resist another day. It was not in his blood to give up. A hard push in his back woke him from his shimmering sleep state. “Ouch! Hey ugly, you touched me!” A tall boy, broad shouldered with an eerie smirk had hit him in the back. “Well? Ain’t cha gonna say something?” A slender girl stepped out of the door. “I did not touch you. You pushed me.” he answered enraged. No effect. As usual. He should not speak, it was of no use. But as he endured their kicks and taunts another time he felt a change. As if the water down below reached upwards and grabbed him. But his vision was fading to black already as he saw them turning around. Another surge of…what? He shivered, his face went blue and he let out a cry. “What’s it pukeface, up for some mo-wha-“ The girl spoke as she tuned once more. He wore a strange wide smile. His eyes had changed from a dull grey to blood red. No one would leave the building.
@Nova @Kyubey @AliTheAce tagging you because I thought you might like these stories.
Remember my story shop? In this thread I will post short stories inspired on pokémon. Unlike my previous storythread these are free to read (though donations are always appreciated). They're written in about half an hour so there might be all sorts of mistakes and inconsistencies in them; sorry! Please post your favourite pokémon or just any pokémon you would like a story about. I'm kicking of with the lord of all pokémon; magicarp.
Magicarp. Day in day out he was beaten. Outrun. Trampled. And though he tried his absolute hardest to close his eyes to the fact that he was a perfect failure, the water always reflected his image. Short but with a fairly broad waist, and thick straw like blond hair above his far too wide eyes. He bore in mind he was nothing, and all his resistance to this fact would get him nowhere yet he did not give up. He could not give up. Now looking down all the way from the towering building to the water below, he felt the inability to end it. He had to continue. For what purpose he did not know. He stepped back from the edge and slowly backed away. He would resist another day. It was not in his blood to give up. A hard push in his back woke him from his shimmering sleep state. “Ouch! Hey ugly, you touched me!” A tall boy, broad shouldered with an eerie smirk had hit him in the back. “Well? Ain’t cha gonna say something?” A slender girl stepped out of the door. “I did not touch you. You pushed me.” he answered enraged. No effect. As usual. He should not speak, it was of no use. But as he endured their kicks and taunts another time he felt a change. As if the water down below reached upwards and grabbed him. But his vision was fading to black already as he saw them turning around. Another surge of…what? He shivered, his face went blue and he let out a cry. “What’s it pukeface, up for some mo-wha-“ The girl spoke as she tuned once more. He wore a strange wide smile. His eyes had changed from a dull grey to blood red. No one would leave the building.
@Nova @Kyubey @AliTheAce tagging you because I thought you might like these stories.
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