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The Puppet

by Shiny Blue Gardevoir

Shiny Blue Gardevoir How do you live when you know that you are but a block of pixels, made to entertain others? Dark pokemon fic.
My name is Sun. I am eleven years old. I live with my mum in Hau'Oli City.

That's what I've been programmed to believe.

Only one of those three things is true, though. I'm the hero of the game that I'm in; Pokémon Sun, and so, it figures that I'd be named Sun, after the game. Like Red and Blue. Like Ruby and Sapphire. Like my predecessors, X and Y.

I don't really live with my mum at all. Technically, I do, but I'm never home, I'm always off out, traveling, or doing whatever the plot commands me to do. Or whatever he commands me to do.

Oh, I'm sorry. Who's he, you're probably wondering? The player. My master.

Whatever he wants me to do, I have to do it, without question. If he wants me to go up against the champion with nothing but my close-to-fainting decidueye, and no potions or revives, then that's what I have to do. If he wants me to go up Mount Lanakila in nothing but a shirt and shorts, so he can spend the next few hours hunting for a shiny sneasel, then I'll do it. I would complain about the fact that I could get hypothermia and die from doing that, but you can't die when you're nothing but a block of pixels on a screen.

He manipulates me as he pleases, until he either gets bored, or his mum tells him it's time for bed. And then he saves and switches the game off.

Saving is terrifying. I never know where he's going to leave me; inside, surrounded by people, or out in the cold, with dangerous wild pokemon running around. The instant that he shuts the game off, I collapse wherever he leaves me; on the grass, in one of the tapu's ruins, in the middle of the pokemon centre... One time, he even left me floating on a lapras, out in the middle of the ocean.

When he wakes me up again, he drags me out on my next adventure, and when he's done, the process repeats.

I wish I could say that I'm scared of him, and I can't wait for the day when he'll shut my game off forever, and just let me sleep.

But what do I know? I'm just a block of pixels. Just a toy, made for his entertainment.
  1. *that* gay guy
    *that* gay guy
    I feel like a monster for... wait I have done any of this
    Mar 14, 2017
  2. Il Fantasma
    Il Fantasma
    I... I don't think I'll ever look at a Pokemon game the same way again. You think this could have something to do with that always-neutral facial expression? I think it might... :x:
    Dec 28, 2016