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 Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 5:17 pm
Pokemon Fanfics!
No it's not what you think.DURHUR FIRST ATTEMPT FAIL. - EVERYONE CAN POST HERE NOW.
This includes:
o Rates.
o Comments.
o Fanfictions of their own.
o IC/OOC posting in responce
o Or anything else I haven't covered.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 5:18 pm
(Okay time to do this whole crazy author note s**t because I am writing a fanfic and I guess that makes me part of the crew. Yup my life has reached a new low.
DISCLAIMER: No, don’t own pokemon, if I did there would be little boys getting off with older men, and that’s considered wrong amongst you normal people.
Characters of those belonging to my fellows of the pokemon guild and of course Gromit of the Vulcan, who will probably make me spontaneously combust after he finds out that I paired both his very heterosexual characters together in some angsty, shitty, FANFICY FANFICTION.)
[Staryushipping] – Stop interrupting!
Jackson held the trembling boy in his manly, man hands while the stupidly effeminate Seth whimpered for some reason or other, maybe his pokemon evolved and it was some sort of emotional rollercoaster or maybe team rocket thought it’d be fun to cause a ruckus and call him short, who knows? I don’t but I won’t go into detail either because I can’t be bothered... (But that’s how all ukes are in freaking fanfics.) Regardless he was in the hands of Jackson in the route to Goldenrod, so there was no one else bar Ally and possibly the creepies like Lilith, Kanra or Roz hiding in the trees and bushes catching the tender scene.
Ally stood for a moment, simply staring with some noticeable hairs sticking out of her head in random directions from the strange awkward yet slightly erotic tension building between the such obviously lustful and suggestive stares shared between both under aged protagonist and older mature male who should know better.
‘The poke-police or whatever they’re called will get ‘im later…’ Ally thought to herself softly, tilting her head to lip read or pick up whatever serious and emotive dialogue was being exchanged in this HEATED moment. Ah hell, she wouldn’t interfere now, anything to get an up on Jackson and/or Seth.
(Time for the mushy s**t)
“Jackson… whatever you did, it saved me some how and has put me on the path to ultimately set me up to become the very best, like no one ever was.”
An expected long pause came from beardy while he took in the words that reminding him of …something? He put it aside and moved a hand up to give the kid an all too friendly rub on the head; keeping distance under fear of mace. Smother than move in for the kill, that’s how the professionals did it.
“Think nothing of it, Seth, after all kids like you have potential- people like me like to see you grow, I MEAN… Like to see you progress, Y’know with your pokemon!” Well done on the correction there. Anonymous voice is anonymous.
“Don’t speak…” Seth placed two fingers to Jackson’s lips with a pout, Jackson cocking a brow.
“Doesn’t that eliminate the point?”
“What point?”
“Well, aren’t I supposed to seduce you with my rapey words that will make you awkwardly blush and make you seem totally innocent while I take advantage of your naivety and vulnerable position?”
“That’s the break down of most yaoi fanfics, so yeah I guess.”
“I’m just reading the script that beast of a woman Cyber gave me.”
“I’ve completely forgotten why we’re here.” Replied the little ginger after a minor break in the forth wall of writing; still, however, in the ever so manly clutches of Jackson. My, those hands could make a woman pregnant without any physical contact what so ever.
“STFU AND GET TO THE CENCORED s**t.” Shouted another convenient voice from a tree; Ally took Seth’s disgruntled look as a sign to get her Swampert to head butt the son of a b***h out of the hiding place. Even though her Swampert doesn’t know head butt shut up because I can’t be bothered to even find out if they can learn it and magically right now they can.
So magical Swampert went head first into a tree and suffered mild concussion while Ishiko and Reno fell flat onto a pile of forest leaves; because now they’re in a forest.
“Quick, Ishiko, get the camera!”
Like a little mouse, the teal haired girl scrambled for said camera, clutching it tightly to herself while literally anchoring to the ground like some sort of immovable piece of ironic steel.
“Affirmative.” She gawped blankly, Reno had trained her well!
With a lowered glare from Jackson, while holding the boy in some failing attempt to keep dramatic build up between them, he tried pulling and heaving for the camera having taken a wonderful guess at exactly what the most recent content would be.
“Leave the little kids alone! Jeez isn’t one enough?” hooray… the blonde porcupine had arrived on scene to add a little more hell to whatever the hell this romantic moment was meant to be. The illustrious Devyn Monroe, everyone!
“Not that I’m jealous or anything.” Watershipping, Watershipping, WATERSHIPPING.
Ally was far gone by now wondering what colour underwear she’d pick out for… the board games she and Ryugi had planned later that night. Because board games and underwear are have a very important links, and if the wrong pair was chosen there may be a great possibility the eggs they were expecting in the day care would not be fertilised… Not that it has much to do with board games but, still. No one wants that right?
Reno and his lack of dreads made their way over to pick up the little stone-faced minor who didn’t even seem to move or respond to him, she just kept her legs crossed in the defending stance for the camera while ginger carried her off and left blondie and beardy to their business.
Seth just decided to nod off in Jackson’s continuously manly hands, thinking it was best to continue their casual homo-eroticism after Jackson threw a friendly punch and left wild Bibarell to feast on Devyn’s unconscious corpse.
Really all that happened was some minor gabbing before someone did actually throw a pokeball at the elite member’s forehead doing the job before Chuck Norris- sorry, Jackson even had to lift a finger. Not naming any names, Roz. Jackson didn’t even care when said crazy nut-job started dragging off Devyn’s seemingly dead state with a cackle and possibly sparkling eyes.
Beardy was far too lost in the ‘adorable’ expression of Seth’s sleeping face… (Insert fan girl screaming *sigh*)
Let’s just say Jackson decided it would be better to get up from the forest floor and carry off Seth bridal style to the gym or somewhere someone could here just how loud he’d be making Seth screa-- …
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Anyway, Ryugi came and picked up Ally- they went and played a children’s BOARD-game, Ishiko and Reno managed to follow Seth and Jackson back to where ever they went and get most of the footage on film. They are now legends amongst 4chan and various fan websites (well for at least a couple of weeks or some s**t.) Devyn woke up in more drag. This time being a nurse outfit instead of a French maid, much to Roz’s and Yuriko’s delight- the evil one who had sent him on such a task for shits and giggles. Seth woke up with a very sore lower body and Jackson woke up very VERY satisfied…
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Because Seth slept awkwardly on some very hard cushions…and Jackson didn’t, he just had a damn good snooze.
What were you thinking?
(If I could reach through the computer screen and strangle the first person that thinks this is serious? I would.
Requested by the lovely Ally, various guild members and my own sick, sick little mind; next stop? Finishing that damn Dragonshipping I started a few weeks ago. Sorry Ally, if you want it more serious than that s**t make sure to you punch me and let me know.
Everyone knows Staryushipping would work. Denial is the first stage, remember that.)
CYBER OUT ♥
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 5:18 pm
then post your hare-brained scheme for world domination, tart
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 8:50 pm
Hmm. . .I feel like I should do a fanfic, but I'm not to sure 'bout my story-telling skills ._.
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Char-Broiled Toboggans Crew
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 10:01 pm
(( alright, might as well take a whack @ this...the only ones I own - sadly >< - are Reno and Devyn. Jackson is Gromit's, Lance is a poor OC I dragged into this, Roz has a puppy, etc. ))
-crackdom a la Aly, pt. I-
"...Got any sixes?" Devyn narrowed his gray-green eyes in thought, glancing over the cards in his fingerless-gloved hands at the blonde insomniac that sat across the table from him.
"...Ma~aybe?" Roz wiggled his platinum-blonde eyebrows maliciously.
"You're supposed t'say 'go fish', ya nimrod."
"But I do not want to fish~!!" Cackling madly, Roz stood up abruptly from his chair, throwing his cards into Devyn's face.
The blonde Elite blinked in confusion. "..."
"Hey, will you two keep it down over there?" Jackson and Reno - the only 'manly' Gym Leaders present(save Ryugi) - were doing what all manly, heterosexual men do.
That's right. They were watching Dora the Explorer.
The blonde porcupine quirked a confused eyebrow. "...Do you two even understand when she speaks Spanish?"
"Hell no," said the two Leaders in unison, their rapt attention focused on the TV.
"...Oh-ka~ay..." Shrugging, Devyn picked up the cards Roz threw everywhere, as the afore-mentioned insomniac was...uhmm...doing the Caramelldansen dance, complete with singing. Yeah...
Anyway, this is what Ryugi walked into the main room to see:
-Jackson and Reno, two fellow Gym Leaders, watching Dora the Explorer.
-Roz doing who-knows-what, but it involved Boom-Basa, a blueberry-banana nut muffin, an autographed colon, a puppy, two all-beef patties, and a gun. How Roz got a gun...well, that's the author's powers at work, kids.
-Devyn grumbling something about Roz being bat-s**t insane, picking up what looked to be playing cards.
-Lilith with a curling iron, a bag of various hair decorations, and Lance tied up in a chair...wait, what the Hell?
"...Do I even wanna know?"
"No, no you don't." Giving Ryugi her usual, sickeningly-sweet smile, Lilith proceeded to put hot-pink lipstick on the former Johto Champion, whose face was set into a frown.
"This has got to be illegal somewhere..."
"Yeah..." Ryugi shook his head slightly. "I'm~ not even gonna ask..."
Devyn nodded. "S'probably for the best, especially in the case of your fellow Gym Leaders." He nodded over towards the TV, where Reno and Jackson both stood up abruptly, pointed at the screen, and shouted...
..."SWIPER, NO SWIPNG!" Their timing spot-on, the two manly men high fived each other, broad grins on their faces.
"...Y'all are nuckin' futs..."
"What else is new?"
-*-*-*-
-part II (why stop @ I, I ask you?)-
Without warning, the front door to Ryugi's home flew open, a 'BANG!' resonating through the home - fortunately, this noise drowned out the sounds Ally was making in the other room.
"...Hello there, darling~." Looking up from what she was doing - putting a questioning shade of purple eyeshadow on Lance - Lilith playfully waggled her fingers at the man framed in the doorway, an almost secudtive tone to her voice.
The man in question...was Mark. "I believe this belongs to someone." He brought his hand forward, said hand holding onto the back of Ishiko's shirt/dress/whatever the ******** she wears-collar. "Due to powers I care not to explain, she suddenly showed up at my Gym in Cianwood, asking for someone with red hair."
"Oh that's nice~!!" came Reno's boisterously loud voice from the nearby couch - his back was turned to the door. "You don't even recognize me, even after the special moment we had a few nights ago..." He let out an audible sniffle. "You...you've hurt me, Mark..."
"I'll hurt you even more in the next 7 seconds..." With that, the white-haired Gym Leader picked Ishiko up with his arm, then - in one (surprisingly)swift motion - sent her flying across the room, colliding with the back of Reno's head, which in turn caused the Electric-typer to fall forward.
Jackson, Devyn, and Liam? They held up score-cards, what else?
Jackson: 8.0
Devyn: 9.0
Liam - *a complicated calculus equation*
"...Really?" Devyn gave the Factory Head next to him a sideways glance.
Liam nodded. "Yes."
Mark sighed, rubbing his temples. "I'm not even going to try to get sucked into this nons--" He was cut off when Reno, in retaliation, threw Roz...at Mark...ultimately causing the two men to fall backwards.
"And THAT'S for toying with my emotions!" A foot on the back of the couch, the redhead pointed dramatically at Mark, before crossing his arms and making a 'hmph!' sound.
Devyn blinked. "And people think I'm weird..."
"Just remember, Blondie - what happens at the Goldenrod Gym, stays on the Indigo Plateau website." This earned the redhead a glare from Jackson. "Ishiko, roll clip!"
The small teal-haired girl nodded curtly. "Hai." Her fingers rapidly dancing over the keyboard on her laptop, she fed the wireless signal from the device onto a projection screen that magically took the place of the TV.
...Okay, Liam set it up. ">:3"
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 10:28 pm
(( and now, for part III. there's a pairing that's hinted @ in part II; first one to find it gets a cookie! ready? go! 8D ))
-and now, the (not so)thrilling conclusion.-
"Mo~orta~al...KO~OMBA~AT!!!"
With that, Devyn and Jackson charged at each other. Mysteriously, the two Water-typers were missing their shirts. And
wrestling in an inflatible kiddie-pool full of cooking oil. Personally, I blame Lilith. Crazy Poison-typed sicko...
"I don't know what you're talking about," said the pink-haired Elite with her usual blank stare, what looked like two
jackets badly hidden behind her back.
"They're right there." Reno blinked, pointing at the clothing articles behind her back.
"No, they're not."
Ryugi rolled his burgundy-hued eyes, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall. "..." He would much
rather be somewhere else right now, preferrably with Ally. Instead, he was watching what could only be described as
madness unfolding in his house's main room.
"Madness...?" A demented glint appeared in Roz's eyes. "This...is...SPARTA~!!!" He pushed Mark and Liam over the back
of the room's free-standing couch, laughing insanely.
...I shouldn't have said the 'M' word...
"You think?" Huffing slightly, Mark stood up from the couch.
Liam...he fell off of the couch, his glasses ending up in his hair. "...I meant t'do that..." Shaking his head briskly, he stood
up as well.
The redhead blinked. "Ri~ight..." Shrugging, he pulled a video camera from behind his ba--
"I'm already filming this encounter, Reno-sama," Ishiko said blankly. "Where shall I put the video?"
...the Hell, Ishiko!?
Lance, somehow, had managed to break free of the ropes Lilith had him tied up in. "Ah-HAH!" His cape billowing out
behind him for dramatic effect, the red-haired Dragon-typer pointed just as dramatically at the pink-haired Elite.
"And you thought your ropes could hold me~."
Mark blinked. "Uhmm, Lance...?"
"Yeah?"
The Psychic-typer held up a mirror he magically had. "You're still wearing the makeup; no one can really take you
seriously, especially with your cape billowing out like that." Yep, that's still happenin'. Anyway, Lance was wearing hot-
pink lipstick, blush, gaudy as all get-out costume earrings, and fire-engine red eyeshadow. I know I said purple earlier,
shut up. His eyeshadow can magically change colors now.
"...Goddammit..." He face-palmed.
Ryugi was about to interje--...awh, who'm I kidding? He wanted out of there as soon as possible! "..." He wasn't even
going to try and enter himself into this madne--...nonsense.
"SPARTA~!!!!!"
Shut up, Roz.
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