Hey there everyone! It's time for another writing contest! What's the mission? Cook up a Creepy Pasta! Mwahaha! The deadline for entries will be October 17th October 23rd, but the deadline might be extended if need be.
Here are the rules for the contest:
Creepy/Weird/Funny
- Good grammar/spelling NOT required!
Something related to pokemon
- Things that are more believeable are scarier~
Maximum length: 1500 words
Minimum length: 350 words
1st Place
- Place in the Netzine
- Forum Points! (good for using in the shop, and such)
- 1st Place Contest ribbon
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2nd Place
- Place in the Netzine
- Forum Points!
- 2nd Place contest ribbon
3rd Place
- Place in the Netzine
- Forum Points!
- 3nd Place contest ribbon
Contestants:
WINNERS:
1st~ Clover
2nd~ Blaze
3rd~ Melon
Here are the rules for the contest:
Creepy/Weird/Funny
- Good grammar/spelling NOT required!
Something related to pokemon
- Things that are more believeable are scarier~
Maximum length: 1500 words
Minimum length: 350 words
1st Place
- Place in the Netzine
- Forum Points! (good for using in the shop, and such)
- 1st Place Contest ribbon
-
2nd Place
- Place in the Netzine
- Forum Points!
- 2nd Place contest ribbon
3rd Place
- Place in the Netzine
- Forum Points!
- 3nd Place contest ribbon
Contestants:
- Blaze:
- Absol, one of the most powerful Pokemon in the OU Tier, One of the most liked by the fans, holds a terrible secret.
Absol id based on a barghest , an animal believed that if it was seen, a great calamity would fall upon us. There has been stories on the news of people killing themselves.
This made the police upset, they wanted to find out what made this people (women, Children and Men) have the desire to die. They started to investigate the people closest to the victims, they started searching for clues....
without luck until they found the girl. This girl was called Catherine Onwuma, a really strange name because in some tribes in African, Onwuma means "Death may please himself"
The Chief Started questioning the girl, apparently, she was the step-sister of one of the victims, Joh Anderson.
"When was the last time you saw your brother?" The Chief asked.
"the day before he killed himself" she responded calmly.
"What were you doing? did you notice anything strange with your brother?" he asked
The girl stoop up violently.
"SHUT UP!" she started shaking "THE BLACK CREATURE, THE BLAC CREATURE!" she fell.
"THE DARK CREATURE! IT'S COMING!" she screamed, shaking on the floor. Then, suddenly she stopped and talked with a deeper voice
"YOU SHALL BE NEXT" she jumped, and somehow managed to get hold of the chief's gun, she pointed the gun to her head.
"NOOO!" The Chief roared...Too late. The Girl was on the floor, gun on her hand, bleeding. Suddenly, a shadowy creature appeared from the dead body.
The Creature opened its eyes, its red, evil, bloody eyes. The Chief's eyes turned white when his eyes met the creatures's bloosy eyes.
He began to see visions. He saw a plane crashing to two tall towers. then, he saw a huge wavemoving across the Indian Ocean, getting close to the coast lines. Next, he saw a big snowy Volcano blow its head off in a fierce eruption, and Finally,
he saw four warriors decending from the heavens, carring swords. behind them, a large meteorite, slowly aproching earth and finally hitting the north pole, causing volcano eruptions, tsunamis, hurricanes and earthquakes.
Then he saw his family and himself, fighting for air, and then finally dying. When the chief snapped out of it, he saw the bloody body on the floor, he remembered what the creature made him see, he grabbed the gun and pointedit at his mouth, then...he pulled the trigger...
Three days later, the poile went to the girl's house, they haven't seen the chief since he came to talk to the girl.
They entered the house slowly, when they got to the girl's room, they were in shock.
The Chief and the girl, killed. They saw something written in the floor, written with what looked like claws.
The message said...
"BEWARE OF THE NIGHT, THE ENDING IS NEAR
BEWARE OF THE DAY, THE ENDING IS HERE"
The Police was very confused, they didn't know what the message meant....
And since that day, the police world-wide has been trying to figure out what the message meant.
It is said that when the dark creature re-appears in our world, it'll be the signal to the end, the final day and the prophesy will become true.
and Make sureto never, ever make eye contact with the creature, or else the creature will take over you and make you comitt suicide, or worse.......
- Barry:
5 years before season 1...
This morning was horrible, and good, so I guess over all it was okay, if that’s an inbetween.
It was horrible because it was Halloween, this is when mom says the weirdo’s roam, and it’s the only day of the year when she lets me out of the house. I guess on normal day’s I’m weird and on Halloween I’m normal, was it opposite day to?
I put my costume on, when James’s reflection appeared in my bed room mirror.
“What are you wearing?” He asked.
I smiled, “It's my full body cast, you like? I got it when I broke my body a few years ago."
" Your WHOLE body?"
" yup." My mom actually took one looked at me, and dropped me out of a three story. Now I'm flattered, My beauty was probably to much for her.
“What are you supposed to be, some sort of weird, creepy mummy?”
“I was actually going as a person wrapped in white toilet paper but okay! What are you going as?”
James had glitter running down his shirt and his face, he was REALLY sparkly! He had an Edward Cullen mask over his face.
“I’m going as a vampire, can't you tell? how much longer until the academy party?”
“About an hour.”
“Awesome!” I spun around in my body cast, “I’m going to be the most Gorgeous, beautiful, hottest, Sexiest, prettiest, charming, grand, handsome, ideal, lovely, magnificent, nice, pleasing, grand, nice, pulchritudinous, radiant, ravishing, refined, resplendent, shapely, splendid, statuesque, stunning, sublime, superb, symmetrical, pleasing girl there!”
“Gosh Jessie, you said grand twice! You must be really beautiful.” James took in a deep breath, “I’m so lucky to have a woman like you.”
“I know you are, but remember what we talked about James your only my boy friend until I can find a real boy friend.” I ran my hands through my hair and fixed my cast to where her hair would point out of the top, “You know I have no social skills, But I’ll find one.”
When we got outside our limousine was waiting for us. Jame had a weird habit of calling it “lemon seen”. He said the vehicle looked like a smashed lemon. We had practiced the night before on pronouncing various other words so we don’t look like twerps on our official first date. I aggressively shoved James inside, and we sat down.
Suddenly I heard “Prepare of trouble.", My Ring tone!
I flipped open my phone; it was my long kind-of-lost father! He went on tour around the street corner and never returned; mom said he could never make a career out of playing the triangle.
“Hey Jessie.” He said.
“ Dad, has it really been seven years!?”
“ Seven years? Jessie I saw you last night! How are you?”
I starred at James, “ Dad, I’m in the deepest Love in the history of the entire universe and before that!”
“ Gosh, when someone ask, ‘How are you?’ your supposed to say, ‘good, nothing really’ or somthing esle boring! who is he? I hope he doesn’t have a crappy voice actor and weird hair, that's the kind of boy youd end up with.”
“ But dad!” I gasp, “ James does have a crappy voice actor AND he does have weird hair!”
“ Hold on Jessie can I call you back? I just wanted to let you know I’ll be home tonight. You better stay away from those boys with weird hair!”
Then he hung up. James was starring at me akwardly.
He shed a tear. “ Is my hair….really weird?”
I got on my knees, grabbed his hands and cried with him, “ Yes James! It really is!”
I could see the school up ahead, heavily decorated with pieces of plastic shaped like Halloween stuff.
When the limousine door opened, I stepped out and Camera’s flashed, we were in front of “The academy” a school for teenage Team Rocket members in training. Every eye, mouth and nose were starring at me. I remembered seeing some posters of Brittney spears, and just decided to do what she does in paparazzi moments. I spread my legs ( which proved difficult in my cast), and put my hand behind my head and danced.
Behind me, James stepped out and his mouth dropped.
But when I looked back, I realized the Cameras were not taking pictures of me, But of Cassidy who was walking on the other side wearing a Butch costume…No wait that’s just Butch.
I stormed my way over there to him “ What is the meaning of this twerp!”
“ Ha ha.” He laughed in a heavily, over gravely voice. “ Didn’t you hear? I’m the first trainer ever to catch a Giratina. Origin form to, how ya like that?”
More of the paparazzi took pictures of Butch. I threw my hands in his pocket and took out an Action replay and held it in front of the them, “ You see? He’s fake, now get home I’ve got a party to become queen of.”
I suspected as much! That’s what Butch goes and buys when you give him twenty dollars. It reminds me of that children’s book, “ If you give a mouse a cookie.”
I’m writing my own called , if you give a butch a twenty.
While walking towards the door, James re joined me, “ Bye cootch!”
“ My name is Butch!”
It was hard to walk in my cast, but I still managed, When we got up to the door, James went before me and went inside. I bumped my head on top of the door and couldn’t fit inside. What kind of monstrosity was this? But before I could even figure out what that meant, James picked me up, held me horizontally and carried me inside.
We went into the gym where all the other kids were. It was largely decorated with halloween pumpkins, ribbons and baloons. Cassidy was already by the punch bowl lashing out as people walked by kocking them down to the ground.
I grabbed James arm and strolled over to the otherside to another set of punch bowls away from cassidy. There were four lined up next to each other. With labels that read, A, B, AB and O.
" Jame's get me some punch!" I commanded, raising my head. " It's what good slaves uggh...boy friends do."
" But Jessie!"
" Now!"
He grabbed a plastic cup, ran it through the red liquid then nervously handed it to me. I drank it and spat it back out in Jams's Face.
" What was that? Apple? Fruit punch? Apple fruit punch?" I ran different flavors through my head.
“Jessie that was real blood. You do know that right? I tried to warn you! You know how ruthless Team rocket is, there’s another, regular punch bowl on the other side of the room"
Jessie threw the cup down; all of the other kids began breaking out in zombie-like dance. Jessie ran forward onto the dance floor, “Hey does everyone know how to do the sponge?" It was a dance I had learned off sponge bob, “come on James lets do the sponge!"
“But Jessie." James said, " Everyone else is doing, the zombie."
“I don't care, let's be original."
James and I jumped up and slammed out chest against each other. We moved our bodies in weird motions and acted as if filter feeding before Giovanni; the boss grabbed me and held me firmly. Now I remember! James and I weren’t supposed to come to the dance in the first place. The day before I had walked into Biology like any normal girl and tripped over a pencil. I fell in slow motion and hit a desk, which hit another desk and then another. The final desk hit a book shelf which shattered the second story window on the other side of the class room and fell out. The book shelf hit Giovanni's brand new car completely ruining the wind shield and part of the hood. After yelling, death threats and much counseling, Giovanni had just decided to suspend me from the Halloween party. I didn’t care, I get my coordination from James it really wasn’t my fault.
A few minutes later he threw us back outside the school which was now deserted of life.
James and I wondered around town for a few hours until midnight. We hung out at mcdonalds, ice skated without the ice and tried to find some twerps but no luck. Then we found our way inside a grave yard. James began acting un easy, breathing heavily into a brown paper bag.
“ I can’t go in there!” He gasp for another breath, “ Dead things make me feel all woobly inside.”
I hoped in my full body cast as we walked through the gates.
“ James stop being a twerp.” I replied, “ If we cant go to a party we’ll have our own right here.”
“ Goodness Gravy Jessie! Don’t zombies live in grave yards? I’m not sure how much more of this risk taking I can handle!” James took another breath inside the bag, “ I’ve seen a lot of zombie movies, Resident goodness, twenty eight days before, Night of the living humans, you know what happens, right?”
“ Yeah, and do you notice they almost always make it out alive?”
James bit his lip, “ I guess so.”
We walked past a few Graves, some large, some small, some tall, some long, some without thongs, I can’t think of any more rhymey words. James and I took rest behind one that seemed to have an open casket.
“ Isnt this so romantic? In a dirty old grave yard on Halloween night under the full moon?”
“ I guess so.” James inhaled again, then breathed, “ I should call my mom, she might be worried that I havent changed my underwear in over an hour or that I that I'm hanging out with a girl”
" But James, you are!"
" SSHHHH!! going to call her." James took off his Edward Cullen mask and set it down next to him. He took out his phone, but I slapped it away throwing it across the yard.
“ Hey watch it!” A voice called out, a large shadow appeared before us.
James grabbed onto Jessie and squealed, “ I that..A ZOMBIE!?”
“ Remember the movies James.” I reminded him. James put his Edward Cullen Mask on.
Another Vampire appeared behind us, the one I must have thrown the phone at. It wore a red cape, glowing red eye, huge fangs, fancy outfit, it looked exactly like Jame’s Edward Cullen costume.
The boy jumped off the grave and landed by James, suddenly I couldn’t tell who was who.
Suddenly, one of them got up and ran screaming, “ Not zombie! Not zombie! Vampire!" Hi voice became extremly high pitched, " There's a vampire over there!"
I suddenly knew the one still in front of me was James, he’d never leave me. He knows he’s like a toy to me.
“ So James…?”
“ what?” He replied, “ I’m not James.” He leaned forward, his fangs growing larger, closing in on my neck, “ Time to drink.”
I backed him up, “ James I know I only let you kiss me in private but please….not around all these dead people, that’s so sweet though!”
“ I’m not James..I’m Real vampire, My names Lance.”
James was faking it and I was going to prove it. I reached forward for his pale skin to pull off the Edward Mask, but he cried out and seemed to get angry. Man, he had it on there tight. He calmed himself, and starred at me for a momment.
“ Before I turn you into A Vampire, allow a poem.” He took a small harp and strum it, “ Roses are red, Violets are blue, I smelled something funny, then I noticed its you.”
“ Oh James, your so Romantic!”
“ But I’m not…never mind, come here!” He leaned forward again, bringing my neck closer. James suddenly just got so much hotter!
" I've returned for you jessie!" A voice called out, " I'll save you from the one who doesnt sparkle!"
It was the other vampire who had re appeared the one who ran off screaming,he leaped forward and pushed the hot James back against the grave. Suddenly other vampire's face fell off revealing a human James."
“ Wait! If your James…who just tried to bite me? I looked at the other Vampire, I can’t date both of you!”
The real vampire spat out, “ I don’t want you, just your blood.”
“ What’s the difference? We all thirst for something.”
James tried to use what he learned in womens karate against the real vampire, “ Baby kick, baby punch baby kick, baby punch!” He yelled into the night swinging his arms and legs widly, “ 10 more reps!, baby kick, baby punch, baby kick, baby punch!”
A few minutes later, The real vampire laid there on the ground unconscious. I raged.
“James you twerp!” I raged, “ You just beat up my real first boy friend! He was so poetic."
Now I had a real man to take home to my dad. I feld bad for James, but he'd always be my intimidation toy, and that has a special place in my heart.
- Melon:
- Slivers of grey clouds barely masked the full moon that lit the dark field below. The wind scattered fallen leaves which danced over a deserted landscape. A lone pokémon trainer reached down to pick up the candy wrappers that littered the area. He never was afraid of the darkness of night, nor did he believe the tails of the fiery ghost pokémon that some thought lurked in the very cemetery that he had held his party. Yet, it took a lot of convincing himself to believe that the rustling in the nearby bushes was just the wind and nothing else. He looked back at his happy-go-luck Mime Jr., who hopped around and picked up trash, right next to the black rose bush where his suspicions lay. He turned away to reached down and pick up a handful of wrappers that stuck to his fingers.
The scream of his Mime Jr. shot fear into the trainer like a bullet. The horrible cry was quickly cut off. The trainer turned around in panic and ran hopelessly towards his precious pokémon to protect it, but he found there was nothing there to protect but himself. Then something else came into his realization, a strange omen on the haunting rose bush. Whatever took, or worse, killed, his Mime Jr. left a purple fire to burn the death-black roses.
He ran frantically in the opposite direction, hoping to get away before it was too late. But a purple wall of fire burst in front of his path, preventing him to leave. He turned around to find another exit, but the wall formed a purple circle, holding him to his doom. The flames gained on him, and he knew he had only a few precious moments of his life to cling onto. He could tell that the fire was to thick and that running away wasn’t an option. This was the end. The purple fire consumed his body, burning like hell on his skin. He let out his last cry, even though he knew that if someone could here it, they couldn’t save him. The last thing he saw before his life was taken was a ghost pokémon that resembled a chandelier. Just as the fables had described.
- Clover:
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One Halloween evening, ThisGuy decided to go out trick or treating. He was dressed up as the main character from Scribblenauts because he just happened to have the headgear for it. Since he moved away from his best friend Komms, he didn't have anyone to go with.
"Maybe I'll see someone I know while I'm out! " He thought sadly to himself. He saw some cool costumes including a Demoman from TF2, a pikachu, and a pacman.
"Wow those guys are really playing their parts! " He said as he looked at a small group of kids dressed up like zombies, who were even growling and chasing another group of kids. "Actually, their make up is pretty good too..." Their flesh looked pale, and the wounds and blood looked quite real.
"Anyways here is my first house. TRICK OR TREAT!" He yelled as he knocked on the door, but no one answered. "Maybe my neighbor is out tonight too? Well the old lady who lives 2 houses down MUST be home...I can't imagine she'd go trick or treating." He walked over only to see all the lights were off. "Ok, weird..." He continued walking down the block until he noticed none of the houses had lights on anymore. "OK I DON'T LIVE BY THIS MANY PEDOPHILES WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?!" Suddenly, the door by the house he was closest too creaked open. Someone dressed up as a zombie came out and started walking towards ThisGuy.
"Hey man, you have any idea what's going on? I don't even see anyone out anymore." ThisGuy asked, but got no response. The man kept coming closer towards him, without saying anything. Then, ThisGuy noticed the man had a broken shin bone. It was dragging in such an odd way as he walked.
"OH MY GOD YOU SHOULD GO TO THE HOSPITAL THAT LOOKS..." As the man neared still, the moonlight made the gaping holes in the man's flesh visible.
"Ok..that's not make up...ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES ON THE LAWN!!!" He took off back to where he saw other trick or treaters to warn them. Unfortunately, he couldn't find any. It was at this time he realized he had wandered too far from his home and wasn't able to find his way back, especially not in this darkness. (point of no return - hehe hero's journey!)
"Ok. So a zombie apocalypse is ACTUALLY occurring, half the people in this neighborhood are probably infected or dead, and I didn't get one bit of free candy....great. Also, all I have to arm myself with is this broken pen knife thingy I got online ....guess it'll have to do....."
He ran down the streets trying to remember where his home was. It seemed like he was just getting more and more lost as he went, and he kept seeing more zombies. Luckily, he could outrun them...but if he got caught up in a swarm of them he'd be no match.
"Maybe I can find shelter...no wait! That's bad right? Cause then they can break in and swarm you? Grrr I wish the movies and video games about zombies were consistant ;^; I have no survival methods..." Suddenly, a swarm started approaching him. They seemed quicker than all the others, and more fierce.
"Holy Jirachi...it's the local running group D:!!!" He started running away, trying to make sharp turns and throw the group off his tail, but it seemed to be no use. They were hungry...and NOT for candy!
Just then, the sound of a chopper could be heard in the distance. As it got closer, a light shone down practically blinding ThisGuy. It seemed to make the zombies turn away as well. He could just barely see a rope ladder thrown down in front of him. "Well, this beats running around an unfamiliar neighborhood!" He climbed up quickly unsure if the zombies would be able to follow.
When he got to the top he passed out on the floor of the chopper due to the exertion.
When he came to, he saw some of his friends from the Dream League. "You guys! You weren't effected by the zombie apocalypse?"
They gave each other strange looks "Zombie Apocalypse?" Blaze asked "You just passed out in the chopper because you got motion sick or something. Actually no one was sure what happened to you."
"So...it isn't Halloween?" ThisGuy asked
"It is!" Kommeo chirped "We're flying to this cool island to celebrate. Remember? The Halloween Party?"
As the gang tried to remind ThisGuy of what he had forgotten, the Helicoptor landed on the island.
"FINALLY! Let's goo ^o^" Clover said happily as they all hopped out. "Oh look! Those people have SUPER good costumes!" Clover pointed at a group of people dressed like zombies. "And their make up work is really convincing o3o"
This guy screamed, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"
--the end--
- Shadow333:
- Many have said that the Pokemon Musharna eat the dreams of people..well...This is a story about a pokemon....There was a Trainer who loved his pokemon dearly..His first pokemon was a Munna. They worked hard every single day.. They trained with blood,sweat and determination...Then.. his munna saw an odd gray stone and couldn't help but hold it...without the Trainer noticing..his munna evolved..The musharna was so happy because it thought that his trainer would be so proud..suddenly. The trainer started to look for munna.. He sent the Musharna away without knowing it was his beloved munna..The trainer still kept searching in islands..caves..forests...snowstorms...he searched for days..even months have passed..still he did not stop searching for his beloved pokemon..until..from an anonymous source he was told of an island that had relation to dreams but people warned him that the place was dangerous because of a mysterious pokemon..still he went to that island in desperate search of his pokemon..nothing was there..but a big puddle resembling the moon..and a cold breeze..he was disappointed because he did not see his pokemon..he turned around..to his surprise there was no way out..suddenly a black hole formed under his feet..the boy was then swallowed into darkness..he fell into a deep sleep..never to be awaken..forever trapped in his nightmares..after a few days..during the night of the fullmoon a purple pokemon approached him..it ate his dreams but it became weak..after a few minutes the pokemon passed away..the trainer was soon released from his never ending nightmare..he had a dream about this purple pokemon...he went back to his home..sad..he was soon informed about the evolution of his pokemon munna,...musharna..To his surprise it was the pokemon he saw in his dreams..he soon the realized that his pokemon saved him from an eternity of nightmares...as soon as he told this to many people..every night of the fullmoon..they would praise this pokemon in memory of what it has done..
WINNERS:
1st~ Clover
2nd~ Blaze
3rd~ Melon
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