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Discussion in 'Stories' started by JokesterJesse, Sep 5, 2010.

  1. JokesterJesse

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    Attempt to Capture: Slakoth

    OOC: The text is ment to be like that, thats how some of these Pokemon talk. Also the location Reggenal is completely made up and is a pretend ghetto.


    A dark figure approached the back ally of the rundown town of Reggenal. Reggenal was home to only 500 Pokémon, many of which were criminals. Reggenal has a diverse culture, of rock, water, poison, dark, bug, and ghost Pokémon lurking throughout the town. This ally was home to many different drug dealers and Pokéhookers.

    “You got the stuff, boi?” the dark, mysterious Pokémon asked as she approached a small figure.


    “Yeah, what chu’ think I am? A pussy?” The other small bodied Pokémon said in a heavy accent.


    The heavily accented Pokémon handed the mysterious Pokémon a bag full of ‘Rare Candies’, a form of crystal meth not known by most Pokémon.


    “HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!!!” A large majestic Pokémon and a roundly shaped Pokémon came running in. A Flash came from the round Pokémon and the alley was lit up. The dark figured Pokémon were recognizable now.

    “Let’s get outa’ here now!” The heavily accented Pokémon, now notified as a Weedle, said as the flash traveled to the end of the alley way. After the alley was lit, screams were heard from all about the alley and were coming from the other Weedles, Smoochums, and Jynxs.


    The other Pokémon involved in the drug dealing was a female Grimer, who looked like most Grimers did, but had abnormally bigger lips. Grimer quickly dropped the ‘Rare Candies’ and quickly slithered away from the ally leaving a trail of grim from the crime scene.

    ‘Shit, how am I going to ditch the Explorer Team this time?’ the Grimer thought as it made its way toward the Junkyard. The Reggenal Junkyard was home to many different types of Pokémon and was classified as one of the nicer parts of town. Grimer usually would go out to get its drugs at this time, because the street sweeper would be able to clear her path, which had worked again, but she knew that the Explorer Teams, were catching on to her scheme.

    "I’m home, baby daddy,” Grimer said as she entered her home in the Junkyard. She looked around and her house was the same as usual, beat up furniture in her living room, trash in her kitchen, and a worthless man in her bed.

    “Ey, wut you get fo’ dinner, gurl?” Grimer’s boyfriend at the time, Muk, practically a bigger version of Grimer, shouted when she walked through the door and into the house.

    “I’ll tell you when you tell me yo’ ass found a job!” Grimer shouted as she made herself comfy knowing that Muk still hadn’t had found a job. As their fight raged on, a female scream was heard from outside of their home. Grimer, loving drama and gossip, ran outside to see the commotion. Grimer quickly slithered to the entrance of the Junkyard and found a dead Pichu on the ground. She saw the accident and quickly left the scene, knowing that an Exploration Team could be there any second.

    As Grimer arrived home, she noticed Muk had disappeared.


    “He better be finding a job or I’m gonna explode on his ass!” Grimer shouted in anger as she slammed the door behind her.


    As she approached her bedroom, she noticed a letter placed on Muk’s side of the bed. Grimer began to read aloud.

    “Dear Grimer, we have Muk, if yo’ bitch ass evah wanna see him again, meet me at dah strip club in two hours, oh and look pretty. Signed Pimp Mime,” Grimer read from the letter. “Well shit, there goes my plan! Bitches always getting they ass’s kidnapped. Fuck!” Grimer complained as she dropped the letter and left her house.

    “So this is the strip club? It’s changed since I worked here,” Grimer said as she examined the building up and down and then walked in.


    “Oh hot damn! Is that my gurl, Grimer?!” the bouncer Machamp said in excitement, wondering if Grimer was coming back to work at the strip club. Machamp was almost triple the size of Grimer, was a grayish color, and had biceps and muscles the size of Grimer’s face.



    “Ugh, yeah it is, but I'm not here for what you think,” Grimer explained. “I’m looking for someone named ‘Pimp mime’. Ever heard of him?” Grimer asked Machamp curiously.


    “Oh, Pimp Mime, he comes here every week. He’s one of the usual people that come here, that’s all I know, and he’s right there,” Machamp told her

    “Ok, thanks,” Grimer said as she slithered toward Pimp Mime’s table. As Grimer approached, she saw Pimp Mine and two Hariyamas that must have been his henchmen. The Hariyamas had a big body filled with many colors, hands the size of watermelons, and unibrows from ear to ear.


    “So you’re Grimer, ey?” Pimp mime said in a dark voice. Pimp mime looked like most Mr. Mimes with white skin, pink dots around its chest and back, and strange blue shoes and hair that resembled some sort of wings; which played to his advantage when he was being searched for.


    “Well who do I look like? Fuckin snow white? Bitch get yo eyes checked,” Grimer said, with a smirk upon her face.

    “Well, remarks like that won’t get your boyfriend back,” Pimp Mime responded, then began to tell her why she was there. “Well, as you may or may or not know, I am running one of the biggest ‘Rare Candy’ drug trades in Reggenal and this one Slakoth hasn’t paid his debts in over 2 months. I want you to kidnap him so I can get my money from him; he lives in the apartments by the junkyard you live in. I expect you to have Slakoth here by tomorrow, or else."

    “All right, I’ll do it,” she said nervously as Pimp Mime ordered his henchmen to escort Grimer to the exit. Grimer was picked up by the two Hariyamas and was carried out of the strip club to make Pimp Mime look like he was a boss.

    Grimer stood up after being dropped on the street. She looked toward the sky and noticed that the sun was about to set leaving her hardly any time to get Slakoth.


    As Grimer passed the junkyard, she knew she was entering worse territory than before. No Pokémon were outside, it was practically midnight, and shrieks and screams could be heard from all about, but no Pokémon could be seen from outside.

    ~

    “So here we are,” Grimer stated as she look at the beaten up apartments.


    “Woah, what do you think you’re doing here?” two voices mysteriously said simultaneously.


    Grimer glanced back behind her sludgy shoulder; nothing was there. As Grimer turned her head back around she saw the strange Pokemon that had been talking. Espeon was a light purple, catlike Pokémon with one tail that formed into two ends, with quite big ears, and a reddish gem upon its face. Umbreon also looked catlike with a black body, burning red eyes, and yellow stripes and circles on its ears, tail, forehead and legs.

    “Wh.. What do you want Es.. E... Espeon and Umbreon?” Grimer struggled to say as they began to corner her.


    “Aren’t you in the wrong part of town?” the Espeon wondered with a dangerous smile on its face.


    “I’m not here for you, I'm here for Slakoth, and please can we do this another time,” Grimer begged as two big figures came from behind them.

    “What do you think you two are doing?” Pimp Mime’s henchmen shouted. “This is one of Pimp Mimes clients,” they explained. “We followed her to make sure that nothing bad would happen to Mime’s client.”


    “Oh, well that explains why she’s here for the Slakoth,” Umbreon said with ease. “Okay, well go ahead and get that Slakoth!” Umbreon and Espeon said together as Grimer approached the apartment entrance.


    "Alright, open the damn door!" Grimer shouted in front of Slakoths door. It took a while but Slakoth had came to the door.


    "Ugh... Is this a Policeman?" Slakoth said from behind the door. Slakoths voice was quite, but, when he would speak he would drag out his words.


    "No, it's not just open the door!" Grimer exclaimed as she began to attack the door with gunk shot. The door not being well made quickly broke and left a hole for Grimer to squeeze into.


    "Wha.. Whaa. What, do you want?" Slakoth spoke nervously as he began to hide his drug stashes.


    "I'm here for you." Grimer shouted as she shot a gunk shot straight at Slakoth. The purple looking gunk shot straight toward Slakoth but Slakoth had dodged it.

    “Oh is that how you want to play?” Slakoth said as he ran toward Grimer to give her a Scratch, after the scratch Slakoth backed up too shot some heroin to gain more power. Grimer then grabbed a nearby chair and flung it straight at Slakoth the chair hit Slakoth and shattered due to the cheap wood it was made from. After the shoot of heroin Slaking was unable to focus giving Grimer another chance to attack, this was a weakness of Slakoths, Slakoth was unable to function after the shot of heroin, but it somehow gave him more energy to be able to perform another attack afterwards.

    After Grimer had noticed that Slakoth wasn’t moving she decided to use this to her advantage and have a chance for a gunk shot to hit. Slakoth still stood there as Grimer shot the gunk shot. The gunk shot hit Grimer dead-on but Slakoth was prepared for it! Slakoth lazily walked over to Grimer, hurt from the gunk shot and used counter. Slakoth countered Grimers gunk shot and Grimer had fainted, soon after Slakoth had passed out too.

    ~

    “I wonder what’s taking her so long.” One of the Hariyamas questioned from outside the apartment complex.

    “Mmm, I don’t know! We better go make sure Grimer is ok.” The other Hariyama replied as the both dashed inside the apartment.

    When the Hariyamas got to Slakoths room they say both Slakoth and Grimer passed out on the floor. Both Hariyamas stood by the door waiting to see if anything would happen. Suddenly, as they were both about to get involved Grimer began to move. Grimer quickly got up and saw that Slakoth was still knocked out, from the heroin and her attacks. Grimer struggled to focus but was awake and knew this was her chance to capture Slakoth.

    “Wow, that’s was a crazier than the nights when I go out!” Grimer said as she quickly began to tie Slakoth up.






    To Be Continued.....
     
    Last edited: Sep 10, 2010
  2. Nyurgh

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    Plot: The plot was a little strange, but in a good way. A Grimer with big lips is involved in a drug deal gets busted by the Explorer Team. She manages to escape, but when her BF Muk is captured, it's on.

    In order to confront this "Pimp Mime", Grimer returns to her former workplace; a strip club. Here she confronts Pimp Mime, who sends her on a quest to retrieve some overdue payments from a client. With her boyfriend in captivity, Grimer had no choice but to confront Slakoth.

    I'm not sure if this is racial stereo-typing or not, so I'll just say no, because I really don't care. Strange plot, but it works in a weird way.

    Length: 9k, that's pretty high in the 5-10k range for a simple Pokemon. Good job.

    Grammar: I didn't pick up too many mistakes in this area, considering all of the dialogue was meant to look like a non-grammatically correct poem. I do wanna mention that there were times when you didn't continue the dialogue with a comma.

    You want to use a "," instead of a "." because you're continuing Grimer's thought. Other than that, nice work.

    Battle: I told you the story needed a semi-decent battle to make it passable, and you delivered. It was really short, with only four or five attacks used, and it wasn't described in too much depth. But still, it's enough of a push to get the Simple Pokemon.

    Final Judgment: Plot was weird but decent, so was the grammar. The length works, and the battle was short, but it helped enough.

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    Slakoth Caught!