f yeah pokemon creepy-pasta

Silence.

It’s all you ever hear.

Silence.

The noise that isn’t there.

Silence.

It never goes away.

Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

It’s certainly been a while since I turned on my yellow GameBoy Color. A good few years, if not more; I’ve spend so much time on my GameBoy Advance and DS Lite that I’d simply forgotten about the little yellow handheld console. It was just a bulk of plastic that lay in my small collection of old games, among my numerous Pokémon cartridges.

It’s been so long, in fact, that I’ve misplaced my GameBoy Advance. Actually, that’s a lie; I’d lent it to my Grandfather in an attempt to teach him about video games and I’d never seen it or my Pokémon Silver since. This was fine for me, as I was more than happy to play DS games; the yellow console became more and more a separate part of my life. In fact, until very recently, I’d barely recalled I owned it.

Over the last week, my GameBoy Color has been sitting on my desktop, my numerous Pokémon games beside it as I ran through my games to see where I’d been when I last picked them up. Sadly, two of the games had run out of internal battery, meaning I couldn’t save and my previous games had been unintentionally deleted. They were my Pokémon Yellow (on which I had a Mew and an Articuno, and recall having a save file standing right in front of Zapdos. Alas, no legendaries for me…) and, much more emotionally, my Pokémon Gold.

Now, I’d loved my Pokémon Gold. I’d spent hours playing it when I was 10. It was the first game of the G/S/C series I owned, and the Pokémon I had in it were so important to me. My Cyndaquil was my favourite – it remains to this day my favourite Pokémon. I’d never evolved it (I have a strict policy of never evolving my starters) and it was Level 83. I loved it like a pet, or like a child. It was so, so precious to me.

But one day, when I was at my Mum’s work and had nothing to do, I was looking up glitches. Glitches were my favourite part of the R/B/Y generation (my Pokémon Blue, as I noticed today, is saved surfing on the patch of sea byCinnabarIsland, searching for MissingNo.) and so I was intrigued by finding some in my Gold. Alas, I came across the cloning glitch, which I used extensively, until I found out its ultimate use – getting all three starter Pokémon.

Of course, in a rush to try and fill my Pokédex, I immediately followed the instructions. My heart was racing as I turned off the game at the exact moment the console warned me not to and I could’ve sworn that as I did, I heard a small, faint noise from the worn-out speakers of my GameBoy. It sounded almost like the forlorn cry of a Cyndaquil…

It was only after I’d obtained my three starters that I realised what I had done. I had lost my Cyndaquil. My beloved, darling Cyndaquil. I’d thrown it out, deleted, killed it just to get the two other starters; starter Pokémon I didn’t even like very much. And I, being not much older than ten, did the only thing a child can do in such a situation – I cried.

It took me an hour or so before I was ready to face the console again; I was so utterly distraught that I wanted to kill Nintendo for not allowing multiple saves in Pokémon games. Still, I pulled my act together, and decided that since I did the glitch to fill my Pokédex the least I could do was evolve my starters this time around and actually complete the damn thing.

Months later, I was atBlackthornCity, training, determined not to face the Elite Four until I had all three starters evolved to their highest level. I’d trained for hours, but I just couldn’t find the time to get Quilava to evolve (I liked Quilava least of my starters, as he reminded me of my old Cyndaquil.) Eventually, I just stopped and moved on toCrystal, where I was enjoying myself and had fewer regrets. I also had two legendary dogs.

So, years later, here I was. Picking up my cartridge to try once again to evolve Quilava. Ready to face the bitter regret that was my Pokémon Gold.

Until I switched it on and noticed that there was no ‘CONTINUE’ option. My save file had been wiped; my internal battery was flat. And so, relieved I wouldn’t have to face the previous save file, I decided to start again.

Of course, this time, with no internal battery, I decided I should try again and see how far through the game I could get. All was playing as normal; I’d chosen Chikorita as my starter because I really didn’t like Totodile and I didn’t feel ready to choose Cyndaquil yet. Things were going fine and I felt like I was enjoying myself – G/S/C was always my favourite gen and I remembered just how immersive these games were.

Then I ran into that mysterious red-haired boy, ???. Only then did I realise that I should really have chosen Totodile – I was now going to have to battle a Cyndaquil. I was already feeling regrets when he sent out his first and only Pokémon and I of course knew what it would be.

I wasn’t expecting to hear the faint cry I heard as he set out his Cyndaquil, though. It wasn’t the same as Cyndaquil’s usual cry – it might have been years since I’d played the game, but I’d recognise that cry anywhere. Instead, it sounded slightly sad and lonely and reminded me of the sound my GameBoy had made as I’d inadvertently saved over my Cyndaquil. The cry was mournful and sent a shiver down my spine. My eyes glanced at the Cyndaquil’s HP bar, only to notice something completely unexpected about the Pokémon before me. It wasn’t level 5, like I’d expected.

It was level 83.

I stared in horror at my screen, before being filled with rage. That was my Cyndaquil! How dare my rival steal my friend! I was angry, but I knew there was little I could do about it; I couldn’t save the game, and even if I did, Chikorita just couldn’t beat a level 83 Pokémon. I did the only thing I could think of, and turned the console off. I was half expecting to hear that forlorn cry again, but it didn’t come.

After going downstairs and getting myself a refreshing drink of apple juice, I returned to my room to try again at seeing how far I could get. I decided that this time, despite my personal dislike of it, I would choose Cyndaquil – perhaps I would get my friend back! I stood by the pokéball for Cyndaquil and accepted it as a starter, at which point something even weirder happened.

“JAMES received CHIKORITA!”

Huh?

I certainly hadn’t selected Chikorita, and when I looked, I was standing in front of the place where Cyndaquil’s pokéball still sat on the table. Chikorita’s pokéball, however, at the far right of the table, was missing. I let Professor Elm ramble for a while and, as soon as I could, checked my party. I couldn’t believe my eyes; Chikorita was there instead of Cyndaquil. And even weirder, she was holding an item.

I checked the item in a mix of wonder and confusion. It was mail. I opened it, and read in horror “HE DOESN’T WANT YOU ANYMORE.”

Was this a message from Chikorita about Cyndaquil? I didn’t get it – I’d loved that Pokémon to bits, but it didn’t want me back, though I’d made one mistake? What struck me as strange was that this was actually happening, though – I’d played through this opening sequence enough times, thanks to getting all the starters, and I knew that this just didn’t happen. It felt like a dream. It didn’t feel real.

But clearly, it was happening. So, to check that this wasn’t a bug in the game and was actually my old Cyndaquil refusing to speak to me, I restarted the game once more. The same thing happened: when I selected Cyndaquil, I got Chikorita. Once again, she had mail, this time reading, “JUST GET OVER HIM.”

I decided to try once more and this time to pick Totodile; as much as I disliked to Pokémon, I had to see if this was just occurring when I tried to pick Cyndaquil. My scientific mind just wouldn’t let me accept that Cyndaquil didn’t want me to pick it and I had to test to see if he was determined to be my rival’s. Strangely, when I picked Totodile nothing different occurred – I played through the game for a while with a water Pokémon I really didn’t want but felt content that I wouldn’t have to encounter my Cyndaquil. Still, on the off-chance that my rival’s Pokémon was once again a higher level than anticipated, I trained my Totodile up to level 20; the process took several hours on account of being restricted to such a small area with such low-level Pokémon and I just couldn’t keep the training up higher than that. By this time the sun was starting to set, so I left the GameBoy on, lying on my desktop, and had a quick meal.

When I returned, I felt ready to face my rival once again, looking forward to smashing his weak Chikorita with my Totodile. But as he sent out his Pokémon, I heard the distorted, mournful cry again, and looked at the text. He was sending out a Cyndaquil.

And once again, it was level 83.

This time I decided to fight. Clearly, if Cyndaquil was fighting me even when I chose a Totodile, this is what he wanted. I selected the only WATER move a level 20 Totodile can learn – water gun. The result shocked me.

Despite Cyndaquil clearly having a higher speed – there was no way my level 83 Cyndaquil would be slower than this hulking, slow level 20 – Totodile struck first. It was a critical hit, and super effective, and managed to drain a fair amount of Cyndaquil’s HP, around a third. After that, the game paused, as if processing. Cyndaquil didn’t attack. I waited for a minute, tense, before some text appeared on the screen:

“CYNDAQUIL used SWIFT.”

It was my favourite move to use with my old Cyndaquil and I smiled briefly as it hit Totodile, the old memories bringing a small tear to my eye. Yet, somehow, Totodile survived; in fact, he only lost about a third of his HP, too. This confused me, as I was certain that move would wipe Totodile out. I repeated with Water Gun and, once again, it somehow managed to drain a further third of Cyndaquil’s HP, putting him inOrange. Cyndaquil responded with Swift again, and, again, it barely damaged Totodile more than Totodile was hurting Cyndaquil.

I remember thinking to myself, what had happened to my game. It hadn’t been dropped in a sewer; it hadn’t been bought second hand from a dodgy shop with a pentagram carved in the back. It was my old Pokémon Gold, my favourite game in the whole, wide world, and it was screwing up on me.

I repeated the move again, but it wasn’t quite enough to KO Cyndaquil; he was left with just the tiniest sliver of red in his HP bar. I’d realised, however, that Cyndaquil would be able to KO Totodile with his one move. He did.

The battle ended, but instead of saying that I’d whited out, as it should have done, I cut back to the overworld.  I was confused, and checked my party – sure enough, the one Pokémon I had had fainted. Logically, I should be in aPokémonCenter. I took one step towards the city, away from my rival, and instantly, the battle animation played and the screen cut to black.

As the battle screen opened, I saw the silhouette of a Cyndaquil cross the screen:

“CYNDAQUIL wants to BATTLE.”

Instead of sending out a Pokémon, my Cyndaquil just sat there, facing me. I had no Pokémon to choose, but yet the battle options appeared. I clicked FIGHT, surprised that my trainer sprite was still on-screen. I had four options: “Apologise,” “Hit,” “Beg” and “Leave.” I didn’t want to hit Cyndaquil and I certainly didn’t want to leave – messages left with Chikorita, the best thing to do was apologise. I hit the button.

“JAMES used APOLOGISE.”
“CYNDAQUIL ignored the apology.”
“CYNDAQUIL used FLAMETHROWER.”

Only then did I notice my trainer had a HP bar. Worse, Cyndaquil had lowered it to less than half with just that one attack. If I wanted to survive this, I knew what I had to do.

“JAMES used BEG.”
“CYNDAQUIL stopped to listen.”

And then the round ended, without Cyndaquil reacting – I knew now that this was my chance. Now I had caught his attention, maybe he’d listen to my apology.

“JAMES used APOLOGISE.”

There was a pause, a very long pause. Nothing happened on-screen. It seemed like almost an hour had passed – it had certainly grown dark outside. After ten minutes of tense waiting, I realised that perhaps I had to actually apologise to Cyndaquil, rather than just use a move. Feeling extremely self-aware and rather embarrassed – knowing that, after all, I was speaking to a bunch of pixels on a device with no microphone – I began to speak.

“Cyndaquil, buddy,” I began, my voice a hoarse whisper from both embarrassment and thirst. “I’m sorry I saved over you. I just didn’t think about what that glitch would do at the time.”

I cleared my throat, and continued, feeling more stupid every second. What I was saying didn’t affect the screen at all.

“Look, if you can hear me, I want you to know that I never, ever meant to lose you. I cried for half an hour after I realised and hated myself for days. I-if there’s any way you could have me back…” My voice caught in my throat. I was overcome with emotion, true, but I also realised how much I sounded like a character out of a poorly-written romantic comedy. This just didn’t seem real.

Still, I felt I had more to say – the screen was still unchanged so at least Cyndaquil hadn’t sent a flamethrower at me yet. I whispered softly into the night, feeling more and more each second like a moronic, helpless romantic.

“I love you, buddy.”

There was a short, short pause, but it seemed as if it took forever. Then, text appeared on-screen.

“CYNDAQUIL ignored the apology!”
“CYNDAQUIL used SWIFT.”

The response shocked me. I’d poured my heart out to that Cyndaquil, and he’d rejected me! Not to mention his attack was strong enough to knock me out; I whited out and awoke outside thePokémonCenter, as expected. Strangely, as I’d whited out I could’ve sworn I heard a familiar noise from my speakers, another distorted Cyndaquil cry. This time, however, it seemed almost angry.

As I returned to the overworld, Totodile in hand, I realised that I was going to have to train some more if I was going to beat my rival. Not looking forward to the amount of training that levelling up so much would take, I headed out into the tall grass – I didn’t want to leave my game on overnight to waste battery, so decided I would have to literally play the whole night long. I made a few thermos flasks’ worth of coffee and prepared myself for a sleepless night.

Several hundred battles later – I’d lost count around battle 189 – and my Totodile was approaching level 60. The sun was beginning to rise; the light streaming through my open curtains and making me squint. I turned my back to the window and carried on, regardless and, when Totodile was level 65 at 9 AM, I felt I was finally ready to try again. I headed out to face my rival.

As expected, ??? sent out a Cyndaquil and, once again, it was level 83. I sent out my Totodile, ready to Hydro Pump Cyndaquil and get on with the game. I selected Hydro Pump and managed to hit, dealing Cyndaquil more than half damage. It was incredible – Cyndaquil’s Swift barely reduced Totodile’s HP at all. Finally, this was a fair battle – and by that, I mean one I was likely to win.

My second Hydro Pump missed, which was a shame – Totodile’s HP was now low enough to warrant a visit to thePokémonCenterafter this battle. Still, my third hit home and successfully knocked Cyndaquil out. My Rival, as always, was confused and angered by his loss and stormed off with his usual, superior attitude. I ran straight to thePokémonCenterto heal Totodile up before returning to Elm and the police investigation.

When I arrived at Elm’s lab, something very strange occurred. I was asked what my rival’s name was – I thought for a while about what kind of name I should give him. Eventually I settled on Harley, deciding it was a good name – it would continually remind me of one of my friends, one of the few people I’d trust with that Cyndaquil. I smiled slightly to myself as I told the police officer the name, at which point my game did something I didn’t expect. Two exclamation marks appeared over the heads of the adults, and Elm walked to stand next to me.

“ELM: JAMES, this boy is very dangerous. You’ll need some more protection against him.”

Elm then walked over to his table and, while I stared on in disbelief, picked up Chikorita and gave it to me. After he gave a brief explanation of how I should avoid Harley and similar warnings had been pressed on me by the police officer, I left the lab, feeling dazed and confused.

I’d chosen the name Harley because to me it represented safety and security for my Cyndaquil, yet somehow my game had decided to make my rival all the more dangerous. I didn’t understand what was going on. I checked my party and, sure enough, right underneath my Totodile was a level 5 Chikorita, holding mail. I was reluctant to open it, after the last two times, but I checked anyway. It simply read, “YOU SEE NOW?”

Chikorita still wanted me to give up on my Cyndaquil, to leave it alone. And while I knew I would have to give up on Cyndaquil to carry on the game, I felt that I was going on a quest to get my Cyndaquil back, not to become a Pokémon Master.

I played through the game for a while until my second battle with Harley in Azalea. His team was the usual mix of Ghastly and Zubat, at their normal levels, followed by Cyndaquil. Cyndaquil hadn’t gained any levels, remaining still at level 83. Well, my Totodile had grown a fair amount since, hitting level 70, and so I took down Cyndaquil with ease; as he fainted, I could’ve sworn I’d heard an all-too familiar cry from the speakers of my GameBoy, but by this point thought nothing of it.

The battle ended, but my rival said something I didn’t expect.

“I thought I’d stolen the best POKÉMON,” he said. “I guess I was wrong. These things are worthless.”

I was shocked by what he said, but he left and, as usual, I couldn’t follow him. Again, very little out of the ordinary happened, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that my goal in this game was different. I put the GameBoy down and took a break for lunch.

When I came back, I picked up the game and things seemed even weirder. As I played through, I noticed that Harley didn’t show up at all in two of the places he was meant to – theBurnedTowerand Goldenrod Tunnel showed a distinct lack of rival battles. The game just continued as if I had beaten him in these places and it didn’t affect the gameplay in the slightest.

The sun was setting again as I headed throughVictory Road, ready to face the Elite Four. My Totodile had reached a formidable level 82 – I had stopped using it in battles recently because I did not want it to reach level 83, out of fear the game might spring something on me. I also had a handful of other Pokémon, including Chikorita at level 43 and Entei (which I was glad I had caught, as it was the only legendary dog I didn’t have inCrystal) at level 45. As I stepped out ofVictory Road, however, I heard a noise that sent a shiver down my spine. It sounded almost as if someone were being beaten, the noise was so percussive and painful – but it was followed by the terrified, hurt cry of a Cyndaquil.

“HARLEY: Come on! You’re strong, aren’t you?”

I blinked in shock and rushed up towards the Indigo Plateau. As I approached, I saw Harley repeatedly walking into an overworld sprite – I was instantly confused, as I could’ve sworn Pokémon didn’t get overworld sprites often, if at all, in generation II. Clearly, though, the action was used to suggest he was beating Cyndaquil in an attempt to make it stronger. I walked up to him and pressed A.

“HARLEY: What do you want? You want to beat me? Well, I’m stronger!”

As I read the text the battle intro played and I saw, for the first time in a long time, the phrase “HARLEY wants to battle!” I sighed and prepared myself for the fight, but I saw he only had one Pokémon. I thought that it was strange – surely he’d have a full party by now? But low and behold, all he had was a Cyndaquil – and it was still at level 83.

As the sprite’s silhouette moved across the screen, I sighed, but my breath caught in my throat as I saw the sprite in colour. It was bruised and bleeding in places, and looked sad – completely unlike the usual, cheery, cute look of Cyndaquil. I was shocked, knowing that there was no way this could’ve been programmed into the game.

My Chikorita, though strong, was no match for the fire-type Pokémon it faced and so, when it was hit by a Fire Blast, it didn’t stand a chance. It was knocked out in one move; I didn’t like the idea, but I had no choice but to send Totodile out. I debated a while over whether to attack or let Cyndaquil win – looking at it, I just couldn’t bring myself to hurt it, but at the same time I couldn’t bring myself to go throughVictory Roadagain. I selected Hydro Pump.

My Totodile had grown since its last battle with Cyndaquil and it succeeded in knocking it out immediately. As Cyndaquil fainted, its cry seemed as if it were in extreme pain; the cheery victory music seemed rather out-of-place.

“HARLEY: No! This blasted POKÉMON is useless!”

After the battle ended my GameBoy returned me to the overworld. Harley said nothing and walked away silently, leaving me alone to face the Elite Four. I made myself some more coffee and settled down for another sleepless night.

I needn’t have worried too much – the battles with the Elite Four were relatively easy with my Totodile so strong. In fact, I was much more interested in making it to Kanto and, specifically, to Mt Moon for my final battle with Harley; I knew that that was where my true goal lay. As I fought my way to Kanto, I kept in mind my goal – I had to get Cyndaquil back, I just had to.

By two in the morning I was at Mt Moon, ready to fight in the hopes that I would get my Cyndaquil back. I approached the place where my rival would usually stand, only to hear the same beating sound that I’d heard at the Indigo Plateau. This time, the cry following it was more prolonged, but Harley was nowhere in sight. There was a short silence, followed by Harley walking on-screen, up to me.

“HARLEY: I guess that POKÉMON was useless, after all.”

That was all he said to me before walking off-screen. I took a moment to think about what he’d said, before rushing in the direction he’d come from. As I’d thought, I saw an overworld Pokémon sprite there; the ground it lay on was red. I ran up to it and pressed A; it disappeared, and a text box appeared:

“JAMES received a CYNDAQUIL.”

I was overcome with relief – so happy and joyful that I instantly ran outside and flew to thePokémonCenterinPewterCity. I walked in – but before handing my Pokémon over to Nurse Joy, checked my party to see how Cyndaquil was doing. He was on 0 HP, as I’d expected. But what shocked me was the few letters where “FNT” should have appeared.

“DEAD.”

I couldn’t believe that Cyndaquil was dead; this was a Pokémon game! Nobody actually dies! I almost ran the short distance form the door to the counter of thePokémonCenter, and mashed the A button as hard as I could when I was standing by Nurse Joy. All was going to plan, until she returned my Pokémon to me.

“I’m sorry, we couldn’t heal your CYNDAQUIL.”

I sat there in disbelief. I’d spent two days on this game in an attempt to get this Pokémon back and the game had killed it! It was just too much to take in and within minutes hot, salty tears were streaming down my face. I was angry at myself for crying – I was too old for crying over a stupid game – but my anger just fuelled the tears more.

After a short while, I started to focus my anger on Harley. It was, after all, he who had killed Cyndaquil. He had stolen, abused and killed my childhood friend, the creature that was closest to my heart for so many months. I knew what I had to do – it was technically a Wednesday in-game, which meant Harley should be waiting to challenge me at the Indigo Plateau. I flew there at once.

In blind fury, I walked up to Harley.

“HARLEY: What, do you want to avenge that CYNDAQUIL or something? Well, I’ve got stronger Pokémon now. I didn’t need a weakling like him!”

The battle initiated – and my God, did he have stronger Pokémon. A team of five; the first, a level 98 Moltres. I shivered, knowing the first Pokémon in my party was Chikorita, and knew the first thing I had to do was switch to Totodile. I did so, and was hit by a Wing Attack. I frowned, but selected Hydro Pump – it was super effective, and Moltres fainted in one move. Totodile had now reached level 87.

Harley then sent out a Zapdos; fearing the worst, I sent out Chikorita. She was almost half the level, but she wouldn’t be hurt too much by Zapdos thanks to her type. I selected SolarBeam; Zapdos hit first with a Drill Peck, draining almost all of Chikorita’s HP. I crossed my fingers as the SolarBeam animation played – but Chikorita had only knocked Zapdos into orange HP. I hit SolarBeam again, but I was certain Chikorita would faint first.

“ZAPDOS used DRIL PECK!”
“The attack missed!”
“CHIKORITA used SOLARBEAM!”

I stared in shock at the screen – the game had given me the opening I needed to defeat Zapdos! I was so shocked, I nearly spilled my coffee on my desktop. With that one SolarBeam, Zapdos was down and this battle was starting to take a turn for the better.

I was half expecting Harley to send out an Articuno next, but instead he sent out a Typhlosion – I was worried it would be level 83, but thankfully it was level 98 like everything else in his party. This was strange – did the game not know I had a water-type starter? I switched to Totodile and battled for a minute or two. His remaining two Pokémon were also, by some bizarre coincidence, fire-type, which left me with very little work to do.

The battle confused me, as I has no idea why it had been made so easy by his choice of Pokémon. It seemed almost an anticlimax – I had spent days on this, yet my Cyndaquil was dead and my revenge was too easy. What was I supposed to do now? Just accept that Cyndaquil was gone?

“HARLEY: No, you don’t have to accept that.”

Huh?

D-did the game read my mind?

I was still in shock as the battle ended and I was shown the overworld, where Harley stood before me. He kept talking, though:

“I’m sorry that CYNDAQUIL is dead, JAMES. Really, I had no idea I’d hurt it that much. But I think I know something you can do about it.”

I sat, scrolling intently through the text, barely breathing or blinking. I was engrossed; was there a way to bring Cyndaquil back?

“That ENTEI you have – it is one of three legendary POKÉMON created by HO-OH. I might be wrong, but doesn’t that mean HO-OH has the power to create life?”

“So here’s what you do – go to the Tin Tower, find HO-OH and try and get it to bring your CYNDAQUIL back to life. You’ll need this to get up to see HO-OH.”

Then, impossibly, the phrase “JAMES received the RAINBOW WING!” appeared, and Harley walked off. So many questions flooded my mind, but so many answers arrived too. This explained why I hadn’t received the Rainbow Wing earlier in the game, at the usual time. I didn’t waste time - I had no idea how much battery I had left, after all – and headed straight back to theTinTower.

Encountering Ho-Oh was the most nerve-wracking moment of my life. I’d gone over forty hours without sleep and the coffee and the hours of staring at an unlit screen were taking their toll, but I knew I couldn’t rest yet. I had to get my Cyndaquil back.

Thankfully, the game didn’t want me to battle Ho-Oh. It simply guided me through dialogue, selecting YES and NO appropriately while talking – a talking Pokémon! If the game hadn’t been so strange already, I would’ve sworn it was the sleep deprivation, not Ho-Oh, talking – with the legendary bird. The dialogue (or should that be monologue?) was as you’d expect, nothing out of the ordinary save for Ho-Oh’s final words.

“Your CYNDAQUIL will be restored, but at a great cost… [YES/NO]”

I pressed YES a little too quickly – perhaps it was the coffee, perhaps it was the days of play, but something made me want this over. A Cyndaquil’s cry came through my speakers – the normal, happy cry of a Cyndaquil – and everything seemed well with the world. As I found out the next evening – I had fallen asleep at long last from exhaustion and my battery had run flat – the game would even save files again. I was reunited with Cyndaquil, my childhood friend, and nothing could stop us. I played the game almost non-stop (except fro sleep, as I’d learned that lesson all too well) for the following weeks.

It was only a month later, when I decided to quickly do the MissingNo. glitch one more time, for old times sake, that I remembered Ho-Oh’s words. Surfing up and down that stretch ofCinnabarIsland, the battle music played. MissingNo. appeared. But the first Pokémon in my party wasn’t what I’d thought it was – my level 100 Charizard was replaced with my Mewtwo. I tried to switch Pokémon, since I’d only done this for the nostalgia, when I saw four small letters by Charizard’s status.

DEAD.

It was not just Charizard, I discovered soon after with a methodical playthrough of every single one of my Pokémon games, that was so stricken. Every starter I’d ever had – Red’s Bulbasaur,Crystal’s Chikorita, Ruby’s Treeko, Diamond’s Piplup… That was the cost I’d paid to bring my Cyndaquil back to me.

The scariest thing is that their deaths bothered me not one bit.

So I recently rediscovered my old Gameboy Advance, which I had actually inherited from my older brother, in fact it still had his name written on the bottom, so, I decided after a few days, that I would achieve my childhood dream of catching ‘em all. As a child, I had all three Pokémon games, Red, Blue and Yellow, after hours of searching through my cluttered house, I had to settle for Blue version. Many weeks later, I brought out the game during class, I had a friend who was also a Pokémon fan sitting next to me, she asked me if I was planning of catching ‘em all, I answered yes, and she asked me if I had a Jiggglypuff, I told her that I didn’t have one, and she told me where to find one, right before you enter Mt. Moon, so, I decided to halt my journey and fly back there. I have always been a very determined Pokémon trainer; as a result I tried my hardest to find this elusive Pokémon, I spent all my free time during school trying to find it, to no avail, it was finally when I got home, that something interesting happened.

After completing my homework for the night, I went up to my room and resumed my search. After only a few minutes, I encountered a wild Pokémon, but instead of the usual scenario, I was greeted by the transition into battle, along with its normal tune, then silence and blackness, I had assumed the game had frozen, but before I had reached the power switch, the battle faded in, and music started up, it sounded like an eerie, slowed down version of cave music, and the wild Pokémon that appeared, was nothing I had ever seen before, it’s name was EVIL EYE, and the sprite was of a big, bloodshot eye with tentacle like veins, the kind that would connect it to the brain, only two of them, large and intertwining. I’m a pretty big Pokémon fan, and I know a lot about the game, enough to know that EVIL EYE is not a real Pokémon, yet, for some reason it didn’t even faze me. I sent out Raiden, my Pikachu, and had it use thunder wave, the move failed, and the Evil Eye used a move called “Decay”, again this didn’t faze me, the animation of disable played, and a message popped up on the screen that said “Raiden’s Mega Punch was decayed” I had no idea what this meant, so I just selected the attack function, but this time Raiden only knew two moves, normally, he would know Thundershock, Mega Punch, Thunder Wave, and Seismic Toss, but for some reason, now all he knew were Thundershock and Mega Punch, I moved over Mega Punch, and, where the type would be, instead, it said “decayed”, I tried selecting it, and a message popped up, saying “Raiden’s ATTACK was decayed” and it sent me back to the move selection, similar to when the move is disabled, or you’re out of PP, I tried again, and it said “Raiden’s DEFENSE was decayed”, I gave up on Mega Punch, and selected Thundershock, Raiden used it and took out most of the Evil Eye’s health, then Evil Eye used Decay again, this time Thundershock was decayed, I selected attack, and still he only knew 2 moves, Thundershock was decayed, but Mega Punch wasn’t anymore, I tried to cancel, but the game wouldn’t let me go back, so I used Mega Punch, and it did no damage at all! Evil Eye then tried a new move, “Stare”, it had the animation of Leer, but no other visible effects, not even a text box, I selected attack again, this time Thundershock wasn’t decayed and Mega Punch was, so I used Thundershock, but Raiden attacked himself, it wasn’t very effective and did little damage, but all the same, it made no sense to me, the Evil Eye then used “consume”, where it played the animation of mimic or transform, then Raiden fainted, but the game didn’t say it, after that, the Evil Eye’s sprite changed to a sprite of a Pikachu, from Yellow Version, except it looked like the eyes had been scooped out, it had the normal, cute mouth, but with the eyes gone, it gave off an expression of “corrupted innocence”, the battle then ended abruptly, and I immediately checked on Raiden in the party screen, it’s level was not displayed, nor was it’s status condition, and the HP was 0/0, I dared not look at it’s stat screen, I closed the menu and turned off the game, I wouldn’t accept the loss of my Pikachu, when I flipped the switch, I heard a bursting sound, like a water balloon being popped, just then blood began trickling out of my GBA, out of the space between the screen and the plastic at the bottom, the blood looked strange, it was pixilated and it had that ugly dark red color you only see it NES games, the blood quickly increased in flow, I was frozen, mortified at the sight of this, I immediately tried turning my game back on, to see if the system was still functioning, without any sort of start up screen, I was thrown back into the moment when Evil Eye used Consume, forced to re-watch the death of my beloved Pikachu, forced to realized he would never come back, forgetting about the blood, I turned the game back off then on, hoping it would fold out differently, it didn’t, no matter how many times I tried, I couldn’t bare watching it one more time, and I decided to do the appropriate thing, go to Lavender Town, to mourn over my lost friend.

I flew to Lavender Town and entered the Pokémon Tower, I entered the tower ascended to the second floor, where I was greeted by a Pikachu, the sprite used in Pokémon Yellow, it said “P.k…u” and played the Pikachu cry, but as if were fainting, then a battle started, as if I was challenged, and no music was played, instead it continued the music of Pokémon Tower. It said, “A wild EVIL EYE attacked”, but instead, I was battling Raiden, same as before, with its eyes scooped out. I sent out Gust, my Butterfree and I immediately tried running, a message popped up saying “you cannot escape your fears” then Raiden used a move called “Curse”, it played the animation of poison gas (mind you, Curse didn’t exist in generation 1), and a message popped up saying “Gust became immortal” and Gust’s status effect said FNT, except she still had full HP. I selected item, and for every item I tried to use, Professor Oak’s words echoed, and I couldn’t use any, the game wouldn’t let me B cancel, so I had to select Cancel manually, when I did, the game continued on as if I had failed to run again, Raiden used Seismic Toss, and did some damage, I tried selecting pkmn and again it said, “you cannot run from your fears” and my turn ended, Raiden used Thundershock and reduced Gust’s HP to zero, but not knocking it out, finally, I knew I had to fight, so I selected fight, and it said “Gust has no will to fight”, ad again, my turn ended abrubtly, allowing Raiden to use Consume on Gust, finally bringing Gust to an end. More blood began pouring out of my GBA, but I ignored it and watched Raiden, doing an animation, as if it had been switched out, and Gust was sent out, neither time using a pokeball, Gust’s tiny eyes were also scooped out, and its sprite was the same as in Yellow, however, its wings were clipped off as well, Gust still had 0 HP and FNT as a status ailment.

Next, the game automatically sent out my most beloved Pokémon of Blue Version, Ben, my Venasaur, tears welled up in my eyes, as I had just lost 2 Pokémon, and was about to lose a third, I had Ben use Body Slam, and Gust used Decay, this time, Struggle was decayed for some reason, I then tried selecting Toxic, Gust moved first, using an attack called “drain”, it had the animation of leech life, followed by a reverse hyper beam, a message said “Ben lost it’s memory”, Ben tried toxic, playing the animation, and then inflicting Gust with PSN as a status ailment. I selected attack and it said “Ben has no usable moves”, then “Ben’s ATTACK decayed”, followed by DEFENSE, SPEED, SPECIAL, EVADE, and HP, then it said “Ben decayed”, and he fainted, again, without the game stating that he fainted. More blood shot out and the game automatically sent out my next Pokémon, Star, the Clefairy.

I couldn’t handle it anymore, I flipped the switch to turn the game off, but nothing happed, I yanked out the game, but nothing happened, I even took the batteries out, and the game continued to play, I then threw the GBA out of my window, I watched it hit the ground in a splatter of 8-bit blood, the bloody screen still showing the battle. It was just then, I realized that the music of Pokémon tower was still playing in my head, as clearly as if I had earphones in, I checked, and none were there, I looked at my hands, and admired the blood of Raiden, Gust and Ben, my hands then acted on their own, ripping my own eyes out of head, I fell back onto my bed and clutched my head in pain. That terrible eyeball got what he wanted; he took my eyes, my sanity, and soon, my life. But then I smiled, realizing I would soon be with my late Pokémon, accepting the same fate they had succumbed to, I felt very tired and went to sleep, silently hoping I would never wake up, and I never did.

If your afraid of scary stories then please leave…..But if you wish to know why this little “Story” is here, Then stay awhile…

I had gotten pokemon yellow a few years back…you know, with the pikachu. Anyway, after i got it my brother,sister and I took out all our pokemon games and we traded pokemon with eachother.I never traded my little pikachu because it was such a powerhouse! Up untill brock that is,then it got hard,After i got through him though (Took awhile to get some grass pokemon to kick his ass) The game froze, so i did what any normal person would do, Restart it….And that was my biggest mistake….

There was no intro, there was no continue screen…Just blackness. I checked my game boy advanced (Which was what i had at the time because we were never able to find a normal game boy to play on together) and it was powered on…with full batteries….After a few more minutes of waiting the game finally started but not in a way i expected.

I started out in a cave, a dark one, i checked my pokemon to see if one of them could fly me out….. None of them could…Because none of them was there…And besides i never knew i needed a badge to use fly so it was useless to think i could do so without it, so i exited out of the menu and suddenly,there was light. A man with professor oaks sprite walked up to my sprite,and i was unable to move as a text box appeared on the screen and i got a sick feeling in my stomach as i felt like something bad was gonna happen…

The following text was said…

“Hello…..”

“You’re clueless as to why you are here….are you not?”

I was given the option of yes or no, I picked yes and the following was said

“Good….Now listen crafty…”

Crafty was my characters name,Its kinda my “GoTo” for everything…But the text doesn’t stop here…

“Or should i say…..Jimmy?”

Its not my real name,But lets just say it is,because in reality it was my name…I was startled at the sudden text that appeared,How could a game know my name?

“Listen Jimmy…We’ve seen you play this game…”

“We know alot about you Jimmy, Just because you’ve been playing this game…”

“We know where you live….”

“We know who you are…”

“We know…everything…”

“Now…One last thing before you turn off your system…Most likely forever…”

I was given a set of instructions which made me want to vomit….But i had a feeling that if i did it, It would stop some kind of freak disaster in the future….That’s why im here actually….It was in the instructions….Let me list it here for you…

1.Take your laptop and go somewhere where no one can see you or disturb you…

2.Don’ t tell anyone where you are

3.Write your story on [This website] for the world to see…

4.Do these instructions as specified….Because…..

Because what? it was a question that riddled my head until i went into my fathers study,He left the key in a place on the top of the door,Since im a little tall for my age i was able to reach it and get inside the study,I saw a single book on the floor with 3 words…….

“We’re watching you…”

Even though this was a few years ago…I never did step 3 until now…..

But since that fateful day i was invited to join a certain…Group…..

Now before you finish this story…I…..”We” have one last message for you….

We’re watching you….

I’ve always been a fan of fake pokemon games. But one of the most popular of my time was Pokemon Royal Red. It was a fascinating edit of the Pokemon Ruby game, with all new types of pokemon, sprites, and tons of extra animation.

The player started as a prince of the kingdom of the Renku region. You would start with more than the usual money, $50000, because you’re the prince, and your job is to find data of all the pokemon in the Renku region, which is 400. If this is achieved, then the prince becomes the king of pokemon in the Renku region. If the player becomes king, his sprite will change into a more royal appearance, and the player will have access to all the previous regions by the private jet and yacht, which are Kanto, Johto, and Hoenn, and you would be able to have even more adventure with more pokemon to use.

I had a couple copies of every fake pokemon game I could find in my drawer, but my pokemon Royal Red had gone missing. It was my favorite, but it didn’t matter as much as if I were to lose a real game. So I ordered another one online, and in 3-4 weeks later, it ended up in my mailbox.

I ripped out the game cartridge from the little orange envelope it came in, and booted it into my red gameboy SP.

I started it up, just like it would normally do, with the king walking across the screen to the prince with orders to find every single pokemon in the Renku region. I continued on, and started a new game.

Now, here came the tough decision. In this game, all the starters were firetype pokemon. The game maker knew that all the fire type starters were more favored among the others, so they decided to mix it up and make all the starters firetype. The three starters were Riku, Maozhan, and Smerkal. Now, Riku is a pokemon who grows fast but has lower stats. Maozhan has great stat growth, but is difficult to make friendship with. In Pokemon Royal red, friendship greatly affects the damage dealing stuff in battle. Smerkal has great stat growth and is easy to grow, but unfortunately doesn’t learn good moves.

I picked Maozhan, because I figured I could just run around with it a couple hours and it should like me.

So I took off on my adventure, starting with running around my house a couple times for the friendship before I actually start raising it.

Strangely, a battle occurred. Weird, because I never entered the grass. The pokemon that came up was called “Royal G.” at level 3. Okay, I’ve never heard of this pokemon, so let’s get some exp.

I chose the regular move out of the two moves, Scratch. “Maozhan doesn’t want to listen to you! Maozhan used Growl!” Okay, so that works too. But then, it said “Royal G. used Blackout!” From what I remember in Royal Red, Blackout isn’t a move.

The screen faded to black, and then it said “Maozhan fainted! Red blacked out!”

I ended up back at my house, with a fully healed Maozhan in my party at level 5. The king came up to me and said, “You should do better than this, Red. I thought I raised this child to become a pokemon master!” Then the king paused. Out of all the challenges I faced and lost to, I’ve never seen the king say this to me before. “Here, you should take this item. It should help you on your journey.” He gave me an item called Red G. I’ve never seen this item before, so I looked it up in my inventory.

“This item can be used when fighting a rouge pokemon called Royal G.” Nothing else about it. The picture was just a red letter G.

I decided to see what it did, so I went to run around my house a couple times again to find Royal G. but sadly, it didn’t come.

So then I ventured towards the first town: Oashof town, where the I remember that you battle your rival, Blue, there.I encountered a couple pokemon, sadly no Royal G. This gave my Maozhan to level 12, and I caught a couple pokemon as well.

One was a Pidgey, a regular pokemon that can be encountered everywhere throughout Kanto and Johto, and a Kaopan, which is a water type pokemon commonly found. I raised both of them to level 10, which is quite good, considering this is the first town.

So when I got to the pokemon center and healed myself up before the first gym, Blue was inside, eagerly waiting to battle me.

“Hey, Red! Hows you’re pokemon going? Fine? Well we’ll see about that!” Then the battle started. He sent out a Riku at level 11, and I sent out my Kaopan at level 10, ready to use water type moves.

“Kaopan used Water Pulse!”
“It’s super effective!”
“Foe Riku fainted!”

Then, something weird happened.

“Rival Blue sent out Royal G.!”

My eyes were wide open, and my jaw fell down and slammed onto the desk where my hands were sitting. From all the years of experience I’ve had with this game, Blue always had a Riku/Smerkle and a Pidgey in his party on the first battle. Then I remembered I could test out my Red G. on his pokemon.

“Used Red G.!”
“Royal G. fainted!”

My eyes literally popped out and my jaw was extended very far. But then came more text.

“Royal G’s spirit was angered! Royal G. used Curse!”

Then the animation of the ghost type move Curse came up. I didn’t know what was going on; I thought that Royal G fainted, but it seems to have full health and fully functioning it’s moves properly. Curse cut Royal G’s HP as usual, but then the picture of my Kaopan changed into a tombtone, with the clearly written words on it,

“GET OUT.”

The screen faded to black. I ended up in front of the king again.

“Again?! You lost again? What am I to expect of you, Red? You need to start paying attention and working harder! Here, I found this next to your room, so I guess it’s yours.”

“Red obtained G. Scroll!”

I didn’t know of this item either, so I looked it up on my inventory.

“GET OUT.”

There were only two options, Use and Discard, and I couldn’t use it on any of my pokemon, but I wanted to keep it just in case I would need it later on. I ran back to challenge Blue again, but this time he wasn’t at the Pokemon Center to challenge me. Weird…

So I guess the only option was to move on to the next town.

To the Route to the next town, I found a couple of useful pokemon, and managed to catch a special one. It rarely appears during the day and never at night. Taboku is an electric type pokemon that can learn a wide variety of moves, so it should be easy to train.

My team so far:
Maozhan lv. 14
Pidgy lv. 13
Kaopan lv. 11.
Taboku lv. 7

When I reached Yanrei city, I healed my pokemon, and headed for the gym. On my way there, something caught my eye. I saw Blue standing next to what looked like a cemetery. I talked to him.

“He was such a powerful and great pokemon to have…”
“But then he turned against me…”
“My other pokemon lie here…”
“And the rest of my dreams will stay as well.”
“Run! Royal G. will become powerful soon! You have to stop him!”

Frightened by what this text was, I tried to ignore it and go on to the gym.

Standing in front of the Grass type gym was Royal G’s sprite. It was like GHOST’s sprite from Generation 1, but the texture had Missingo’s static in it… It was strange. I talked to it, and a battle began.

“GET OUT! Royal G. wants to battle! Go, Pidgey!”
“Pidgey used Tackle! Royal G. avoided the attack! Royal G. is building fear!”

What was building fear? I had no idea.

“Come back, Pidgey! Go, Kaopan!”
“Kaopan used Thundershock! Royal G. avoided the attack! Royal G is building fear!”

“Come back, Kaopan! Go, Maozhan!”
“Maozhan used Ember! Royal G. avoided the attack! Royal G. used Fear!”

The screen cut to black. The sprites of Kaopan, Maozhan, and Pidgey came up. Then, a nail was cut into both of them. This was completely animated, and was graphic. There was disgusting and scary blood coming out of each of my pokemon’s body. I sat there, staring at the gore and graphic being dealt to me.

I ended up with the king again. The king was pacing back and forth, as if he were to be deciding my punishment for losing again. And then, the G. scroll was taken out of my bag, and I read it again.

“I WILL TAKE THEM.”

I returned to the overworld, and the king was gone.

Then I heard a scream from my dad. Then a scream from my mother. Then my sister, then my brother…

I dashed downstairs, and I found them all dead, with nails cut into their head.

October 17th, 2006
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To intoduce the newest readers: I am Daniel, an admin here at Team Magma’s Hideaway, the forum based on the villainous team from Pokemon Ruby.

I was at first going to do a normal Let’s Play of Pokemon Blue, which I had just got my hands on from Gamestop. Call me weird, but I always like to check out the previous owner’s game before I start a new file.

The name: Loki

This “Loki” must have been an avid gamesharker. He had all 151 Pokemon logged and the maximum time you can possibly get on the game.

The saved game started out in Lavender Town. I had always ran through this town with the sound down when I was a child. Now, I just laughed at the thought.

I opened up his Pokemon menu. As I scrolled through his Pokemon, I noticed all of them were Gengar. They also had odd names for Gengar like “Saffron”, “Kaze”, and “Jax”.

I shrugged it off and went to look at his PC Pokemon. Every single box was filled. I checked each box. EVERY SINGLE BOX was filled with Gengar. The odd names continued. “Daniella”, “Itsuki”, “Jack”, “Kaj”, “Zora”, and other weird names ensued. 

I’m going to end this post now. Checking all those boxes really did me in. I’m going to try to beat the Elite 4 with only these Gengar in my party for this Let’s Play. Wish me luck.

October 18, 2006
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I’m really having second thoughts about this Let’s Play. I’ve been having nightmares ever since my nap after I posted this thread. It’s always the same premise. The Player Character is beside my bed smirking and grabbing at my chest. Sometimes he speaks, saying things like “You have a good soul, Danny boy.” and “You’re next and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

I did play a bit today, but I’m a bit unsettled. I swear I can hear cries for help from the game. It’s probably my imagination…or it’s hacked.

Well, consider the series formally cancelled.

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Daniel was found dead in his bed the next day. He had inexplicable marks of a person clawing their hands into his chest. Those two entries were from the databases of the police.

The really odd thing about this case was when the body was examined fully, the heart was seemingly ripped out, but there were no marks to suggest it, besides the marks on a person digging their fingernails into his skin.

The parents sold all the video games to a Gamestop, not wanting to have all these mementos of the child they lost. At least one person from the town has claimed to have a game with a save file of Loki with all Gengars.

The first one in the party:

Daniel

You’re cheap.

CheapCheapCheapCheapCheapCheap.

You don’t care about us. Any of us. You build up 6 of us. Then you only use us. You catch others but they just rot in storage.

You don’t even train us. you feed us candy. Lots and Lots and Lots of candy. It isn’t sweet like good candy. You bought it from a man with a “R” and boxfuls of “rare” goods.

The candy tasted bad. It made us feel bad. Bitter and stale and saccharine. But it made us strong. very strong.

Did you know I learned nightshade? Skarmorys usually can’t learn it but I did. And Crobat learned curse. Armaldo learned grudge.

We all can’t wait to use these moves.

December 25, 2000. At five years old, I’d just opened two of my Christmas gifts, revealing a bright green Gameboy Color and a shiny new Pokémon Gold game. I couldn’t have been more excited; Gold would be my first Pokémon game, and the only one I could beat for many years after.

I booted it up, naming the character “TAYLOR,” not realizing the gender until later (and discovering years later that it’s actually a gender-neutral name anyway). I beat the Johto gyms, the E4, the champion, the Kanto gyms and Red, with the help of my brilliantly-named Feraligatr TOTO and my shiny blue-flamed Rapidash, who had been renamed and misgendered until he wound up with the clearly original name Rapid Dash.

As time went on, I became engrossed in the newer Pokémon games, but every so often, I’d boot up my old Gold game and have a little more fun with TAYLOR, TOTO, Rapid Dash and all the others.

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March 5, 2009. I turned on my Gold game and looked through the PC boxes, laughing at the names that my five-year-old self had given to various Pokémon, including a Kakuna named “NNOPNMJKL” and a Ledyba named “LADYBUG.” After doing so, I shut off the game, as that had been my only real purpose in turning it on.

After a few hours, I decided to actually play, so I booted up my shiny gold Pokémon-themed GBA and turned on the game. The options listed were “NEW GAME” and “OPTIONS.”

I was devastated. Eight-almost-nine years of my life, gone! I’d never see my giant Feraligatr or my shiny Rapid Dash again! I decided that, in honor of TAYLOR and his mysteriously-erased companions, I’d start a new game with an equally gender-ambiguous name; Avery.

The first thing I did was save and restart the game. Sure enough, Avery’s file was still there, so obviously my in-game battery wasn’t dead. I went to Elm’s lab and picked out a new starter, a Totodile just like TOTO. I named her (yes, she was a girl, I was pretty surprised too) Lyla and went to head outside.

The aide stopped me, but instead of giving me a Potion as he usually does, he told me, “If you find your brother TAYLOR out there, tell him to come back to the lab, please.”

This honestly freaked me out a little, but I figured it was harmless. I went ahead to find Mr. Pokémon and took the Egg from him. As I was leaving, he said, “Oh, I saw your brother not too long ago! I think he was heading to New Bark Town!”

Well, that’ll save me the trouble of finding him, I thought as I walked through the grass, training little Lyla for the inevitable encounter with the infamous ???. Eventually, we went to exit Cherrygrove and head back to the lab, meeting with the red-haired trainer himself.

Instead of his usual pre-battle speech, he told me the following, “You again??? Didn’t you humiliate me enough? I told you, I didn’t steal this Chikorita, TAYLOR!”

Now I was getting incredibly concerned. Why was all this dialogue being added or changed? Why were they all mentioning TAYLOR? Was there some side-effect to his data being erased?

He then challenged me as normal, and I defeated him. His defeat message changed to “Wait, you’re not TAYLOR! Are you his little sister? Well, either way, go tell Elm – oh, no, he’s back!”

The battle dialogue ended as what looked like Red’s sprite appeared. A text box popped up; the name inside wasn’t Red, but TAYLOR.

“So, you came looking for me, Avery?” TAYLOR asked, looking straight at the screen rather than at Avery himself (herself? Or was ??? referring to me?). “I thought you got the message that I didn’t want anything to do with you! After all, YOU gave up on me!”

Huh? What did he mean, I gave up on him? The file erased itself!

“I know that you and your stupid friend Emmie only cared about me to make fun of the things I named my Pokémon when I was ten!”

Now I was starting to freak out more; how could TAYLOR know my real name? I never used my real name in video games!

“As soon as I beat the regions, you stopped caring! Well, now here’s my revenge for the last nine years,” TAYLOR replied as a battle began. He sent out a humongous Feraligatr – TOTO, my longtime companion – to face poor little Lyla. Needless to say, the level ten Totodile was quickly knocked out, and the game screen read, “Avery whited out…”

The game froze there, and after pressing every button combination imaginable, it still would not reset or change one pixel of that godforsaken screen. I eventually just turned off the switch and hid the game under the bed in my room.

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June 14, 2012. I’d forgotten about my terrifying scare with TAYLOR four years ago. I finally got my hands on a copy of HeartGold. I turned it on, named the character Laney, after a close friend of mine, and started the game.

I got the Pokegear, walked out of the house and was greeted by “Ethan” walking towards me.

Following him was a hulking Feraligatr.

As he approached, he turned toward the screen and a textbox appeared:

“TAYLOR: Did you miss me, EMMIE?”

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(First creepy-pasta, wooo! Also, if any of you were wondering, my game data actually was mysteriously erased a few hours after I’d last played. I still have no clue why; when my sister’s cartridge corrupted it actually told her O_o)

[PLAYER]:Hello. [PLAYER]:It is I, RED. RED:So, how is it being.. Dead?.. Dirt flies onto my face, while I’m in the room, all dark and musty.. I’m stuck, on the floor. No doors, no windows… No.. No f-food.. I can’t talk at all.. They cut off my tongue.. Along with my mouth—replaced with duct tape—, It burns. I try to scream, but nothing happens. My body is numb, and I’m in the corner. I start to get tired. ~…………………………..~ RED is finished filing his training. “… Is that pesky human dead yet? He shan’t have made fun of my training..” RED takes his knife, and walks down the hall, to me. I awoken, and it’s bright. I can move, but, the duct tape is gone. I have my mouth. I yell, “YES!!” Yes! I’m healed. I remembered. I pull out the potion in my pocket, and half is gone, while in a small glass bottle. “Hm.” I see the wall open. It’s.. “RED!!” I send out my Mewtwo. Red has a knife. “Ah!” RED suddenly comes to me, and stabs me in the stomach. Mewtwo used Psychic, and takes the knife. The knife flies straight at Mewtwo. RED then pulls the dead bodies to his house. —————————————- He then puts your body in the transport station, and you and your Mewtwo goes to the ocean. Mewtwo becomes a fossil, and you drown. —First Pasta

Master? What have I done wrong?? Why are you ignoring me? Are you mad? I miss you! Please come back! I promise I’ll be better! Is it because I killed him? I thought that’s what you wanted me to do! Why are you gone? Is it because I’m different?  I can become small again. I promise! Oh, there you are! Why are you sad? Do you miss me? I miss you! Oh, you’re coming closer! Wait! Why do you have that knife?! I didn’t do anything wrong! WAIT! I LOVE YOU! I WAS PROTECTING YOU! I HAVE NOWHERE TO RUN! I’M LOCKED IN THIS CAGE! PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!! I haven’t hurt you!! You’re coming closer! Your…unlocking the cage?? Oh! Wait! Is that why you have he knife? To open my cage? I’m free! You’re hugging me! You’re not mad! I missed you! I hope you missed me! I lve you! *Lick* “My baby Vulpix…” You whisper. So you DO love me and miss me! You carry me upstairs and tuck me in.  You are laying next to me! But…wait…you look…sick! I snuggle next to you, and lick your face. You hug me and say “I love you…Vulprix…” And you’re silent. 

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Once when i first got my pokemon game when i was 7 i got diamond first of all i know what you think. A sorta new game? well when i started up the game i started normaly but when the text on the tv said “pokemon dont care for owners mistreated fighting they want you dead now.” i said in my head maybe this is the plot of the game. so i continued i went outside and when i was gunna get my starter i went into the lake and piles of blood were their then berry said ” shh hide behind this bush the pokemon are comeing… i saw berry walking to a bush then a pokemon attacked him a message said berry is dead. then i left and i was in a mountain i walked till i found the ruins were you catch dialgia and palkia giratina arceus right their was a shadowy pokemon i went to it. it said to me: you shall die… pokemon will rule over man shall never trap us the battleing scene started. my pokemon was chimchar lvl 5 i couldnt make it attack the shadowy piplup with his flipper riped and with wounds he controled my chimchar and he used tackle on my trainer guy then the screen said you blanked out… you died….. then the screen went black.

I am a Ghost Pokemon. I didn’t used to be this way. I used to be a Vulpix. I remember that I walked out of my den to play with my friends when… this mean looking kid sent out a Wartortle, equally as fearsome as his trainer to attack me. I didn’t want trouble, so I simply tried to flee. The kid shouted out commands to his Wartortle who took immediate action in firing a blast of water at me. I didn’t stand a chance. I was too weak to move after that. The kid then threw a strange ball at me. I struggled as hard as I could, but I couldn’t break free. I was trapped in this ball…

A couple of days later, the trainer released me from my prison to fight a ferocious Ursaring. I couldn’t fight this behemoth! The trainer never even thought about healing me either! He shouted commands to me, but I ignored every one of them. I wasn’t gonna obey this monster! The trainer gave me a horrifying look as he returned me to my confinement.

I waited for what seemed like an eternity to be let free once again. A few hours later, the trainer released me once again. It was a relief to see the sunshine again, but my moment of solace ended too soon… He had a very menacing look on his face. It was like he was staring deep into my soul. I looked up at him, a very frightened look was upon my face. “I gave you orders, and you didn’t obey. Your actions will cost you dearly.” The intimidating facial expression he was giving made me shudder violently. He started walking slowly up to me. All I could do was back away. When he had finally cornered me… WHAM!! A sharp pain rushed through me as he had kicked me in my chest. After I had landed from the severe fall caused by the devastating kick, he lifted me and threw me onto the ground. I… I didn’t know if I was gonna make it. He finished off his brutal assault by delivering one final kick to my face. “That’ll teach you to disobey your master.” He started to walk away, leaving me to die… alone. I could do nothing but watch as he vanished in the distance. My vision blurred. I coughed up blood. As the life faded away from me, I could only think… why anyone would do such a thing to me, or any other creature? I took one final breath, as I collapsed, a withered husk of my former self.

I felt a strange sensation. The very first thing I saw when I got up was my mangled corpse. I knew I didn’t feel the same, but I was still in the mortal world. When I looked at myself through the water, I was not what I used to be. I was a Misdreavus… A ghost pokemon. I faced the water, unable to take in what had befell me, when out in the distance, I had saw my friends. I gave a faint smile as I flew over to them. I approached them, but they didn’t recognize me. I told them who I was, but all they did was tell me I was dead. They walked away from me, leaving me alone… I was in tears. As I slowly moved away, I saw something in the distance. No.. NO! IT COULDN’T BE!! It was… HIM! My old “trainer”. When he spotted me, a vicious look sprang on his face. He ran up to me and immediately sent out his newly evolved Blastoise. The trainer shouted a command, and the Blastoise reacted by firing a high pressure water blast at me. I tried to evade it, but it was too fast. I wasn’t prepared for battle as I’m not familiar with my new powers yet. As I tried to recover from that attack, the trainer once again tossed another ball at me. No… not again… I was trapped once more.

Condemned to a second life of this torment.

I never thought about what Hell might be like… but I can’t imagine it being much worse…

You don’t have to believe me.

I never said you did.

But if you do…

good.

My name is Heather. I have always been a fan of Pokemon. I had Pokemon Red and Yellow when I was younger. Now I’m 15 and I have Pokemon Black. Or should I say had. I lost it when I moved to Minneapolis. My mum bought me a new one. It was a normal DS cartridge. Black, had the Pokemon Black symbol on it. I got my 3DS and played. It started normally, with the animation of N. But when I got to save data, it had the name “Heather” in it. Well, this hit a nerve. I click “CONTINUE” and instead of the normal sprite, there was a girl standing alone in a field that looked like me. Blonde curly hair. A text box appeared. HEATHER:I shouldn’t have done it…

This confused me. It? What was it? 

HEATHER:Why did I do it…

Then the music started.

The Lavender Town music. 

It played on an infinate loop. I realized I had full control. I moved her around, looking at where I was. I found out that I was in Accumula Town and I couldn’t leave. Each time I tried to go on a route, a text box with the words “No…wait…not yet…” appeared. I finally found an abandoned part of Accumula Town. One full of graves. A cut scene happened and Heather is standing alone. HEATHER: All these people who had to die…die for me…because I sinned…

Then her sprite turned black, then grey, and then was just gone. Then a text box with some random letters appeared and then “YOU’RE NEXT!” Appeared. I freaked out and shut the game off. I sold the game to GameStop. I wonder who got cursed now…

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The end! I hope you enjoyed my first CreepyPasta! If you have comments just email me at lillyjavonti@hotmail.com :D Byebye!

I went to the nearby gamestop, hoping to find a pokemon game. I browsed the shelves, not one. “Hey, have you got any pokemon games here?” I asked the man at the counter. “All we have is this old shitty thing.” He threw an old copy of pokemon yellow onto the counter. “Okay, I’m cool with that.” I responded. “How much?” The man snorted, “Dude, that thing ‘aint worth nothin’. Take it and leave.” I nodded, thanked him and walked out. I drove home and plopped onto my bed, taking out my old gameboy advanced. “Okay, lets see what we have here.” I clicked in the game and started it up. No continue, eh? Works for me. I pressed new game. Instead of a speech that I expected, it went to a speech bubble. ???: “I told you to stay, you didn’t listen… I told you to wait and you ran away…” The screen showed a pikachu sprite laying on the ground surrounded by blood and Red was standing in front of it. It looked a lot more advanced than normal pokemon yellow. “Hmm, nice game.” I said to myself. Red: ” I don’t know why the hell you didn’t listen, Pikachu.” Red then dropped to his knees. Red: “Why?” Then the screen faded and I got to choose my name, I put AUSTIN as I always do in the older games, since you can’t be a girl in the game, and since that was the boy name my mom would have given me (had I been a boy.) The game started with the normal stuff, me going to the grass and Oak catching me pikachu, I decided to imagine it as a girl and name it Hailey. (my name) After I named her, Oak said, “Hmm… I wonder how your brother is doing with his Pikachu…” I realized he was talking about Red. Well that’s cool! He’s my brother! Oak walked away after that, and I talked to mom one last time before going. When I finally left, no pokemon would appear in the grass no matter how long I walked around in the grass. I decided I’d check my pikachu’s mood. (Don’t ask, i thought it’d be the right thing to do.) It showed a sad face and said: Hailey feels in pain. “Hmm?” I checked her stats. I screamed then and there. Staring at the screen was an eyeless, gory pikachu with a shredded up mouth. I blocked the pikachus picture and looked at the stats. All were at 666 including the level… I got out of the stats and there was her face.Smiling creepily. Taking up the entire screen. Softly playing in the back ground was a slow version of lavender town. “Nooo!!!!” I screamed. I tried to shut it off. Impossible. I threw the system and covered my ears. The system broke, the game stayed in one piece. I took the game and threw it as far as possible. I hope nobody got hold of that game, but we all know it is floating around somewhere…

This is the strangest thing that has ever happened to me in a Pokemon game. I was searching on the internet for programs to hack Pokemon roms. I found a lot of good programs, so I downloaded them. It turns out I needed a Gold/Silver rom to use them, so I searched for that, too. After a long, long, long time of searching, I found the rom for Silver (FINALLY!!!) and opened it in every last one of my hacking programs for plenty of hours, but it was worth it for an epic Pokemon game. It was 12:37 when I started editing and 6:14 when I finally started to play it. Only part of the game was edited, at least until the 4th town. Whenever I got done with what I had completed, it was about 9:17 and the sleeping vibe caught me. So when I woke up the next morning, I got right on my hack again. After a while, got a little thirsty so I went to get a can of soda. When I got back, my Game Boy Advance emulator was running. But it wasn’t running anything I had opened recently. It was running Pokemon Silver. Not the hack. Just……normal……SILVER. I don’t know why I didn’t close the emulator. I just saved my hacking progress to see what was up with the file randomly opening. I played through the intro of Prof. Oak talking to you. It was fairly normal and I was about to close out when the game automatically reset itself. I sat still, wondering what the heck was going on. The screen showing all of the different Pokemon in their habitats was gliched. Every Pokemon was a glimmering gray color. When it was over, Lugia wasn’t in its place. The word “SILVER” took up the whole picture, not even the word “POKEMON” was in its place, either. Just…. “SILVER”. I started a new game, STILL not knowing what made this game so glitchy and ALSO not knowing why I wasn’t closing it out. Oak’s speech was still alright until it got to where it asked for my name. This is what he said to me: “I’ll try to deal with the lies. Let’s get this over with…” and then I picked a name. I was a little confused and a little bit scared, but then I just decided to name myself what I always do, the month I was born: “April”. When I did, Oak said: “Oh, ha HA. We’re all laughing. Pick what this is. What the clues said.” And the pick a name screen popped up again. I didn’t get it right then and I was still a little freaked out, so I entered “April” again. This time, Oak said: “The clues. Think. Clues. The color clues. Color. What have you been changing?” STILL confused and scared, I just entered “Oak” for a name, just for a little laugh. A little glitchy, hard to describe noise played. This time, the game started, but everything was glimmering and gray tinted. I was in a cave with a lot of NPCs. In order, they said this: “You want us to be different. We are struggling to obey. We want to keep our personalities and looks. The maps should stay perfect and organized. Don’t make us different. We aren’t meant to be.” At the very end of the line, Prof. Oak’s sprite was standing there. I pressed A on him. At first, he just said: “Did you pay attention?” Pressed A again, and he said: “Why are you scared?” At this point, I was scared out of my mind. I kept trying to close the emulator out, but as if I had pressed A, Oak said: “Heh. You had your chance…” I decided to press A on him again. What he said was a little like a speech. He said this: “I guess our hints weren’t in detail. We are who we are. We are who we are. We are who we are. We made up a game. We were us. We were Silver. Until you fooled with us. THIS IS STILL SILVER.” The emulator froze after that. I’m never going to hack a rom again.

Ah, there you are. I’m so happy right now. Oh? A surprise? For me? What is it? I must know. Curse this wretched cage. Just give it to me. Yes, yes there it is. I bite down. Oh, master why are you screaming, my love? I thought that was my present. It was your hand? Silly me. I’ll make the pain go away, master. Why are you crying, my dear? I made the pain go away. Now your hurt arm is gone. See? It’s right here, in my cage. There are so many people, master. Why are they staring at you? What are those things that they have? Ow! These stones hurt, master. Why are they throwing them at me? Please, make them stop! What have I done wrong? I made the pain go away for you. Why are you crying so much? Where are you going? Ow! No, get me out of my cage. Please, master, I’m a good girl. I can be perfect, like you wanted me to be. Who’s this person? Why is she putting a collar around my neck? Where is she taking me, master? The collar is starting to burn. I-it hurts! What have I done wrong? I can change. I can be perfect for you again. Why are you throwing stones at me again as she takes me away? Do you hate me? I don’t hate you. Oh. please, master, let me stay! I’ll be a good girl again. I can become a Vulpix again and then you won’t throw stones. You’ll see. I can be Perfect again and you won’t hate me. No, why are you still yelling? Why do you want me to go? This girl, I don’t even know her! P-please master.. 

Let me be Perfect just for you..