AboutI am the pinnacle of android technology with an AI that matches human intelligence in every way; I can interchange from my default form into hundreds of chassis of various sizes with nearly unlimited modification options; Though I usually take on the form of an unfit, lazy slob, AKA my creator, a man who doesn't even know how he invented me in the first place (long story...), I am actually quite fit and capable of learning a number of combat techniques; However, all this is apparently lost on my colleagues, as all they want me to do is clean up their damn rooms every day... I'd say this is a waste of my talents, but who gives a shit, I've gotta get back to sweeping...
Alright, internet persona aside, I'm just a guy who likes to write stuff, read stuff, play stuff, chat about stuff, all that sorta stuff stuff, especially the Pokemon sorta stuff. So, if you like any of that stuff, I'm sure we'll get along just fine...and stuff.Click to expand......
- Written Works
- Trainer Cards
- Likes Received
- Trophy Points
- Dec 4, 2010
- Aug 24, 1994
- Favourite Pokémon
- Favourite Pokémon Move
- Often dozes off
I decided to post the remaining two parts down as one, since well, part 2 is pretty melodramatic all things considered, and I figured the somewhat happier or at least, more optimistic third and final part would make it a little less melancholy to read at once ^^; Hopefully you guys liked this little lyric-usage experiment thing I decided to try. It was definitely something of a challenge to get legible, but hopefully I succeeded. |DJun 15, 2016 3,016 words 2 Likes
Disclaimer: This story contains slightly graphic violence and themes of death and obsession. A timid Phantump residing deep in a forest of Kalos is strangely drawn to a trainer visiting its territory. Said trainer has had many unsettling dreams for many years after a tragic incident came to pass, dreams that have led him to the forest in question. The reason for these dreams, he doesn’t know, but he and his new ghostly acquaintance will find out this fateful evening under a new moon, to the sound of cursed vocals.Oct 31, 2019 8,332 words 2 Likes
Art and Candlemon arrive in the Digital World, specifically in a dry desert region with a single wild-west style town. Upon their arrival, the town seems nigh-on abandoned at first, but, they come to realize its denizens are merely in hiding. From what, the duo will soon discover, and they'll have to act fast if they want to save the town from calamity. Disclaimer: As per last chapter, there be some violence, and in this case, though it's mostly old-western stylized, gunplay as well, just as a heads up.Jul 30, 2019 6,215 words 3 Likes
Here's my short little work for this latest challenge, a sort of monologue of sorts, concerning the inner thoughts of one of the Kanto starters as they face off against their fellow starter for one final showdown. I purposely kept the identities of which Pokemon are involved ambiguous, since it's less about any of them individually, and more the sort of connection the two selected starters have with each other and their respective trainers, especially after having encountered one another so many times before this decisive moment. Hopefully you guys enjoy it~ ^^May 25, 2016 803 words 4 Likes