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Two mysterious devices sent a group of people into a dimension filled with giant creatures |
| [Introduction]
It was a pretty normal day for these people around the world until one day things changed... They were just all doing whatever they enjoy when soon they received a mysterious package from an unknown individual. Inside, there were two strange devices one that looked like an advanced helmet and another that looked like a mechanical backpack with a note that said: "once you put these on, you'll soon have an adventure of your life". Since they really love a good exciting adventure, they immediately put these devices and soon they found themselves teleported into a strange dimension that....looked HUMONGOUS!!! These devices somehow shrunk them nearly-micro sized! Unknowst to them, they ended in the gigantic world of Pokemon which will make a pretty dangerous yet incredible adventure of their lifes. Now here are some info about the devices: The backpack: this backpack carries many mechanic devices that are really useful for surviving such as a jetpack, a grabbling hook, and among other things. Like normal backpacks it could also carry some objects as well. The helmet: the helmet don't have much devices. Although it does have a few such as a propeller and a x-ray vision. The helmet also have a button that can teleport the user someplace else which is a lifesaver for them when facing a dangerous obstacle that's impossible to escape however it when used, it can't used again until it is fully recharged. Character Bio: Name: Age: Height: Country: Starting location: (Region), (Town or route), (Location or in/on a character's body part). Appearance: Personality: Character information: How did he/she got the package: And now finally the rules: -Both humans and Pokemons can be interacted but only female human characters can be interacted, male human characters can appear in this story but the shrunken protagonists cannot interact with them. -Vore, Endo, and Body Exploration are the three only fetishes you can use, you can use some other but it must be related to the story's main theme of Marcophilia. -Keep this story 13+, no extreme sexual or violent situations. -No anthropomorphic Pokemons. -This is an unaware story but you could add some aware situation but try to give some explanation how it happened. -Try to keep up with the storyline -You can use characters from both the games and anime even those from the spinoff games or those characters of the day (Characters that appeared only once in the anime) type of characters -Have fun Update: I'll allow everyone of you to skip your turn if you feel like. I noticed many of you are probably too busy to add to this story, so I decided to add this new rule just in case if many of you don't want to add anything right now. |
| Name: Thomas Taylor Age: 24 Height: 5'6 Country: Quebec, Canada Starting location: Sinnoh, Eterna forest, High above on a tree branch. Appearance: Black curly hair, hazel eyes, yellow short with a green jacket over it, blue jeans, and brown shoes. Personality: Friendly yet prone to being stubborn and careless. Character information: Thomas is a young man who just graduated college last week ago. At first he was quite happy with his life but now he became quite bored and longs for something exciting. How did he got the package: It all started this morning when Thomas goes outside to find some mail when he soon stumble upon a large package. After reading the letter on the package, he soon quickly becomes excited and, without thinking, puts on the device which sent him to the Pokemon world. |
| Thomas didn't know what just happened, last time he remembered that he discovered a box that contains devices which is believed that they'll give him an "adventure of a life time" and as he puts them on, he soon found himself..well here. Thomas was no longer at his home anymore instead he was now atop of a tree branch in what he believed is in the middle of a forest. The branch seemed to be huge and stretched on for miles making him believe that the entire tree he's on probably be very old and gigantic. He couldn't see outside or his surrounding much as leafs and branches covered up most of his view. He very slowly walked to the edge and looked down since it's the only way to see outside more. Looking down, he saw the ground looked completely deep like he was more like on a tall mountain than on a tree but besides that they're wasn't much to look at besides the grass below. Thomas sits down on the huge branch, wondering what will he do next. Though he could have sworn he heard a noise a bit further away from where he was. |
| Name: Sahara Dresden Age: 14 Height: 5'5 Country: Sydney, Australia Starting location: Johto, Kanto Region, Daycare centre Appearance: Straight brown hair with blue eyes Personality: Curious, talkative, overexcited, experienced in playing the Pokemon games Character information: Sahara was experienced in playing the Pokemon games since it came out and has always daydreamed about going to the Pokemon world, but little did she know her dream would literally come true How did he got the package: It all started when Sahara got a package from her Aunt May not to open before her 15th birthday, but one day before it happened, she opened it and found herself in the Johto region |
| Name: Henry Alphonse Gender: Male Age: 25 Appearance: Henry has dark blue hair that's spiked in such a way that it looks as though it's made out of many icicle shards. He has a light to average build, white skin color, is about 5' 2", and his eyes are an icy green color. He normally wears a white button up shirt with a long red velvet tie covering the buttons. As well as a blue suit and dress pants, and black shoes with a one inch heel. Personality: Henry is the kind of person who'll help almost anyone in almost every circumstance. Even if he's on the clock, or if he's kicking back at home. Almost nothing will stop him from doing whatever someone needs him to do. Even if others just use him because they're lazy. He rarely cares about what harm may come his way. Only that those who need help, get it. Country: USA Starting location: Kanto, Cerulean City, Somewhere dark. How i got the package: I heard the doorbell ring one morning, went to the door to see who it was, except no one was there. Though there was a strange package in front of the door. So i took it inside and opened it up. |
| Name: Alexander Diaz or Just Alex Age: 21 Height: 5'6 Country: Venezuela Starting location: Johto Region, Goldenrod City, On an Arcanine's Back Appearance: black haired, averange body guy with jeans and a T-shirt of the Cybran Nation from Supreme Commander with dark brown eyes and a around his left eye due to an accident in his department, otherwise, both eyes are good and spot a pair of glasses Personality: Easy-going, normally kind of a lazy guy because how boring was his life before this "gift" Character information: Alex was your typical gamer guy that has some Otaku steak, he was never fan of pokemon but saw some episode of the anime but stopped after, he have some pokemon knowledge thanks to his friend that play these games. How did he got the package: someone knocked the door and left the package of it, curiosity got it better and now he is in another world... shrunken. |
| Thomas became rather curious about the noise but he still couldn't see what lies outside this overgrown tree so he has no other choice but to walk very carefully across the branch to see the world beyond and hoped not to fall off. So far so good, he was getting nearly to the edge when he sensed something nearby among the branches. He looked around and at first he found nothing else but as as he looked higher up, he something that made him extremely shocked. Right where he's looking was the most ENORMOUS caterpiller he ever saw but there's something a little different and oddly familiar about this huge creature, this creature has a red backside and white underbelly, it also has two yellow spikes behind it. "What a minute, is this a Wurmple, as those from the Pokemon games?!" Thomas thought to himself "Does this mean I'm now in the world?! How is that possible and why is that Wurmple so huge, is it because I'm tiny?!" Thomas watched as the gigantic Wurmple crawled away, not noticing the tiny human on the branch. While he was still dumbfounded at the sight of the huge Pokemon, his thoughts were now interrupted by the same sound he heard from before and it's now much more closer now, sounding alot like footsteps. "That Wurmple was huge and all, but I wonder how big humans are compared to my new tiny size" he said as he walked across the branch a little more and made it to the edge. |
| I awoke in a dark place. I didn't know where i was or how i got here. As i got up and looked around, i could instantly tell i was close to some smelly shoes, mostly because I'm used to massaging my friends feet a lot and know what sweaty feet smell like. Though as i looked around a bit more, i realized i wasn't just near some smelling shoes, i was inside some smelly shoes. Somehow i had been shrunken down to 1-3 inches tall and landed inside of someone's shoe. As i pondered the how's and why's of my situation, i could hear movement outside of the shoe, followed by someone yawning as some lights came on. I looked up through the exit of the shoe and saw someone i wasn't expecting. It was Misty from that Pokemon show. She had a bathrobe over her body for a moment, then dropped it the next, showing off her naked body as she began searching for some pajamas in her drawers. I didn't know why she was here, or even why i was shrunken and inside her shoe, but i couldn't help but watch her as she got dressed, moaning in pain as she reached for her feet from time to time. Then once she was fully dressed in her pajamas, she turned the lights off and got into bed, slowly drifting off to sleep. As soon as the lights were turned off, i got out of the shoe and watched her climb into bed, noticing the bottom of both of her feet were red and blistered. Now i could tell why she was hurting from before. And seeing her hurting like that made me want to help her in some way. But what could i possibly do for her at this size? That's when i remembered the equipment that i got in the mail. I remembered seeing some kind of gel in the backpack that looked like it could be used for therapeutic uses. So i decided to climb the bed and use it on her feet to see if it would help her out. Upon reaching the top of the bed, i found myself looking at her gigantic feet, and boy were they sexy. The sight alone made me feel stiff. As i looked at her feet, i could feel her body shift in her sleep. While it wasn't much for her, at my height, it was enough to rock me and knock me over. Though i landed right on top of one of her feet when i did. They smelled quite clean, as opposed to her shoes, though they felt warm, and the skin looked like it was peeling in places. So i decided to use the gel and see how it would work. I applied a small amount to a blister to see what would happen, and her body shifted once more as the cold gel made contact with her skin, though what i saw next made me go wide eyed. The gel seemed to work instantly, restoring her skin to it's natural sexyness. With the realization of how powerful this gel was, i decided to use it sparingly, using as little as possible as i treated the remaining parts of her feet. It didn't take me long to do, though as her feet shifted, i kept losing my footing and had to re-position myself. When i was done, both of her feet were back to normal again, and i decided to go up to her face and see if she was smiling. Sure enough, she was indeed smiling. No doubt the gel worked wonders for Misty in dream land. With my work finished, i decided to get off the bed before Misty rolled on top of me in her sleep. But just as i turned around to get off the bed, i bumped into something big and yellow. As i took a step back and looked up, i saw the questioning face of a Pikachu looking down at me, no doubt wondering what i was and what i was doing here. Then a thought came to my mind. Was this Ash's Pikachu? And if it was, then where was Ash? My thoughts were interpreted as the Pikachu got down on all fours and began sniffing me. The action caught me off guard and i stumbled back right into Misty's lips, right as soon as she began yawning in her sleep. And just like that, i had stumbled into her sleeping mouth. |
| "F#$"K!" I sweared. I never thought that this would sent me flying into a giant arcanine. Yes, A mega titanic fire breathing canine pokemon, why I knew that, Well, it's kind of hard to miss when falling down toward it, yes, it. I didn't know if it was a guy or a gal but I knew that it was completely a pokemon, the fur and overall face was very noticiable Thanks to that Package, good lord, how come that I get into this trouble? Luckily, I landed on a massive strand of hair that was neither hard thing. "Phew" I said "Time to review this thing, there must a function to get me out of this problem |
| Name: Samantha Kaye Age: 23 Height: 5’7” Country: Colorado, USA Starting location: Kanto, Saffron City, Sabrina’s Gym. Appearance: Sam has close-cropped black hair and brown eyes. She has a tall, athletic body and tanned skin. She is wearing a white t-shirt, jean shorts and sneakers. Personality: A total tomboy, Sam is always up for the next big adventure. Headstrong and determined, she never lets anything get in her way. However, sometimes she does some very risky things. Character information: Sam is an experienced mountain climber and athlete. She’s always up for the next big adventure. How did he/she got the package: Sam signed up for an offer for an unforgettable adventure from a shady website that offered a life-changing experience. She tore open the package as soon as it arrived at her door. |
| Thomas looked across the vast forest, seeing many trees and several other plants around the forest. There were some Pokemon around here too, as he sees a flock of Starlys above, Beedrills buzzing across the trees, Oddishs walking on the grass, and a bunch others too. Thomas continues to look around, trying to find the sorce of the sounds he heard earler and soon he catch a glimpse of somebody walking straight to the large tree he's on right now. Looking closer, he sees that it was a girl with short orange hair, orange eyes, a green cloak with a black long sleeved crop top underneath it, short brown cargo pants with a black belt, and a pair of green boots without socks. "Wait a minute, she looks kinda familiar, isn't she one of those gym leaders in Sinnoh? What was her name again exactly?" as Thomas tries to remember, the girl finally reach to the tree he's on, he watch as she stretched her arms and says "Well that was a long walk, my feet are killing me already" she looks around the forest and says "I'm getting a little too, I guess a quick nap won't a bit" she makes her way to the tree and lay down next to it, closing her eyes and falling asleep "G..G..GARDENIA!!!" Thomas yelled as he finally remembered the gym leader of Etena City. So if she's here, does that mean he's on the Sinnoh region now? Looking down at Gardenia, he noticed that she seems to be taking a quick nap. "I wonder that I can jump off now?" he said "Maybe her body could cushion my fall". Taking risk, he closed his eyes tightly, and begin to make a leap of faith. |
| After i landed on Misty's tongue, i ended up sliding right into her teeth, the impact causing Misty to groan in her sleep as she rolled over. This resulted in me being tossed around until i became coated in her saliva. Now my clothes were soaked, but thank God her breath smelled nice and minty fresh, otherwise i would be choking in here. It took me a while to get my footing once again, though that didn't last long, as i soon felt Misty's tongue feeling me up, no doubt trying to figure out what this thing in her mouth was. Though since she was asleep, all i could do was hope that she didn't mistake me for a piece of candy and try to eat me. Then, without warning, i could feel something grabbing me from behind, and by the time i realized what it was, i was back outside Misty's mouth, being held in the air by Pikachu. He took me up to his face and grabbed the back of my shirt with his mouth, then he started running around on all fours to the bathroom. When we got there, he placed me on the sink and looked down at me with that confused look on his face again. Then he opened his mouth as if he was going to talk, though i expected him to babble Pokemon speak. "What are you? Are you a human? Or a Pokemon?" Clearly i was mistaken. As soon as i heard him speaking English, i knew something was up, because last i checked, most Pokemon couldn't talk like normal humans. "Wait a second, you can talk?!" I said in shock, though Pikachu was taken back by my statement as well. "Huh? You mean you can understand me? So you must be a Pokemon." I quickly shook my head as i started saying... "No no no, i am a human, but how come i can understand what you're saying?" Pikachu seemed just as confused as i was. That's when i remembered that other piece of equipment i got in the mail. The helmet. I quickly unhooked it and took it off, then i asked Pikachu to say something else for me. "Pika, Pika-chu?" I knew it, the helmet was what was enabling me to understand Poke speak. With that in mind, i put the helmet back on and strapped it on tight enough so it wouldn't fall off. "So that thing on your head let's you understand what I'm saying huh? That's kinda cool. But what i want to know is, why are you so small? And for that matter, why were you so close to Misty?" "To tell you the truth, i don't know how i became so small. I only woke up like this about an hour before you showed up. As for why i was near Misty, i was helping her become comfortable in her sleep." "Really? How?" I reached into my bag and pulled out the jar of gel and showed it to Pikachu. "When i saw Misty, i saw the painful look on her face, then i saw her feet and how sore and red they looked. So i decided to use this gel on them to make her sleep better." "Really? What kind of gel is it?" "Honestly, i don't know myself, but it appears to be fast acting, and it seems to cure a lot of painful things really quickly." Then i put the jar away and looked back up at Pikachu. "So anyway, why did you bring me in here Pikachu?" "Simple. I'm gonna give you a bath." I almost jumped back at the comment. "What?! Why would you want to do that?!" "Well, you did stumble into Misty's mouth, and you're clothes are covered in her spit now, so you'll catch a cold if you keep walking around like that." While i couldn't argue with his logic, at the same time, i didn't know if i felt comfortable stripping in front of Pikachu. "What's wrong? You look like you're getting the chills or something, lets get you out of these clothes before you really do catch something bad." And before i could even argue my point, Pikachu was already undressing me. He had taken off my helmet, my bag, my shirt, pants, shoes, socks, and then came my underwear. Though when he reached this part of undressing me, he looked right in my eyes with a lustful look in his own eyes. It was then that i realized he was interested in more than just giving me a warm bath. But i didn't do or say anything to stop him. I just let him pull off my undies as he began looking down at my throbbing member with a smile. "Well well, looks like someone's happy right now." Pikachu said (though i couldn't understand what he was saying without the helmet) as he placed me in the sink and put the plug in as well before turning on the faucet with warm water. It didn't take long for it to fill up to the desired level, and that's when Pikachu got a bar of soap and some shampoo ready as well. That's when the fun part began. |
| It was evident that I was in a Pokemon the more I heard Arcanine and her trainer, yes. The Arcanine is a she. Apparently I could hear also the Arcanine Talking with the helmet, when removing it, I heard nothing but dog-like barks but when putting it on, I heard a tomboy talking instead, she was enthusiast However, it was irrelevant, I was on her forest-like fur of her back, its a good thing that there wasn't a flea pokemon or else I would be in serious trouble. "Mmm" I pondered "I wonder what it do this buttom" I said when noticing the gloves I was wearing it has buttoms in it, upon pressing one, a grabbling hook was shot from the backpack and touched to a strand of hair "Ohhh, Awesome!" I said in glee, I had discovered how to move faster |
| Name: Ibuki Nao Age: 26 Sex: Female Height: 6'7" Country: Hokkaido,Japan Starting point: Johto region goldenrod city Appearence: long black hair, dark brown eyes, slender body, busty, have multiple tattoos, welds katana and brass knuckles Bio: Nao is an only daughter of Japanese yakuza family who were powerful. She is expert sword wielder and powerful street fighter but she uses her violence as last resort and uses her brain as a torturing method. How she gets package: She got the package through the yakuzas loot. |
| Name: Michael Mikhail M Vandemich Age: 28 Sex: Male Height: 5'9 Country: Jerusalem, Israel Starting Point: Unova Region, Pokemon League, Shauntal's Room Appearance: Short brown hair, dark brown eyes showing sleepless bags, barely trimmed goatee, skinny, dresses in fancy looking business suits that have been tattered, worn out, or sloppily prepared, red scarf around his scarf that happens to be a family heirloom. Personality: Outspoken and smart-alecky at times, but overall friendly, loyal, and determined. However, he has a little bit of a sadistic sense of humor at times and has a bad habit of talking to himself. Character Information: After working endlessly for a crummy tabloid AND did a few oddjobs for a certain detective/vigilante friend of his for FAR too long, Michael had finally gotten a break from all of this. He had won an online sweepstakes contest where the prize would be a week's paid vacation as well as VIP access to a top secret video game developer expo in Jerusalem to test out their special prototype console that guarantees a 'true' 3D experience. How he got the package: The 'developers' offered it to him saying it would 'enhance' the 3D experience and warned him to make absolutely sure to properly equip everything inside it before turning on the console. Michael would soon start wondering whether to thank those developers or brutally murder every one of them if he ever gets out of this 3D experience alive! |
| After a long fall down, Thomas felt his entire body finally impacted the ground, but instead of a hard, rough ground, he landed on a soft, fleshy, type of ground. He slowly opened eyes and found out that he must been still alive, but the question is: where did he ended up on? Thomas stood up from the fleshy ground and looked around. After a few second of looking, he soon found out that he was now on top of Gardenia's cheek. She seemed to be sleeping on her side with her hands below her head and her legs folded and closed. "Well now that I'm alive, what should I do now?" Thomas thought to himself. He heard Gardenia now beginning to breathe slowly, meaning that she's now in a deep sleep. "I guess in this size, it'll be much hard to wake her up now" Thomas sighted. Though by around her massive body, he wondered that while she's asleep, maybe it won't hurt a bit to do some little body exploration for a while. The package did say that these devices will give him the adventure of a lifetime and with this opportunity, this could be exciting...as long as he doesn't wake the sleeping girl up. |
| After Pikachu finished giving me his bath, he picked me up and brought me with him outside of Misty's room to the room next door, which had a giant indoor swimming pool in the center. Pikachu then set me down beside the pool and said... "Alright, you wait here. I'm gonna see if i can find you someplace that's safe and warm." Pikachu then left me all by myself in the nude by the pool. I waited for a good few minutes before i heard the sound of footsteps from afar, though they didn't belong to Pikachu. And from out of the darkness, i soon saw the face of the youngest of the Sensational Sisters. She was wearing a pink fluffy bathrobe and a pair of pink fuzzy slippers. But when she reached where i was, she took off her slippers and sat down right next to me as she dipped her feet into the cool waters. "Ahh. That feels so nice on my tired and sore feet. I've been walking with my sisters all day long in this hot, blistering weather. I deserve to have my feet tended to, though i only wish some nice and cute boy would come along to treat them for me." I could only feel sorry for the girl as she said the things she said, it made me want to help her like i did for Misty, though i couldn't help her with her feet in the water, and i didn't know what to expect if she found me before Pikachu came back, so i decided to try a different approach. While she was busy soaking her feet in the pool, i decided to get inside her slippers and wait for her to put them back on. And when she went back to bed, i would treat them in her sleep, just like with Misty. |
| In the heart of Sapporo, one girl woke up from bed. Her name was Ibuki Nao, 26 years old woman who recently got the title of head yakuza that her grandfather found. She lived in a Japanese style mansion and she was to be truly feared as she was not a kind person toward enemy. She got to the kitchen still in her loose sleeping kimono and her employee greeted her. "Good morning, anego!" He greeted. "Mm..." Nao mumbled. The employee served her a Japanese style breakfast and thanked for the food. While she was eating, she noticed a package then turned to him. "What's in the package?" Nao asked "I don't know, anego. One of guy took it at loot." He answered. Nao thought as she munched on a grilled salmon and told the man to leave it alone. |
| My blood was accelerating. The adrenaline was going into overload. I was coming extremely close to hyperventilating from the excitement. Sure I believed I deserved THIS kind of vacation after all the trouble I went through to help out good but reckless friends and employers, but it was still a new experience for me. I mean, the odds of winning such an online sweepstakes like this were below being attacked and killed by a shark WHILE STILL ON LAND! Not to mention, this was Jerusalem! The Holy Capital of the World. The very city of ancient times which shaped the modern world faithfully and historically. I felt a little ashamed that the first thing I'd be doing in a holy city like this is attend a game developer's expo. I promised myself later that I'd be visiting places more meaningful later like the Church of the Holy Sepulcher or the Tomb of the Virgin Mary. The expo itself was certainly not a landmark worth putting on a tourist guide. It looked more like a lit up warehouse in the middle of a desert that was being rented for this very event then would close down immediately after. They knew how to keep it secret at least. I felt a little nervous flashing my ID and winning voucher to a couple of gruff looking armed body guards, but they gladly took my voucher, confiscated my smart phone, and handed me a VIP pass before letting me in. Despite looking like meh warehouse on the outside, inside it was packed full of people and many major game developers showing off their new tat. Most of these developers worked for companies I never heard of and not many spoke english, so maybe they were international developers, I guess? Some of the games I checked out looked pretty interesting. Mostly platformers and hack & slashes, a lot of MMORPGs with way too large language barriers. Many of these guys fetched their ideas to the likes of Sony and Microsoft and some couldnt afford the licenses so they plan on unploading them on Steam. I even spotted a few brand new video game consoles and handhelds in unique shapes and several bizarre looking controllers. I saw one developer with a device that emitted a little holographic AI girl that could respond to it's master, but there was already a massive crowd gathering around him watching, and I didnt feel like trying to scoot through. Ways away from the dozens and dozens developers was a convention assembly with a speaker at the stage discussing his company's major breakthrough. The speaker was a somewhat aged gentlemen possibly in his early 50s with neatly cut brown hair showing signs of gray, a nicely trimmed beard with a little gray, a pair of glasses over his slightly bright brown eyes, wearing a fancy black executive suit outlining his pretty healthy figure for a guy his age, and a red ruby ring on his finger that looked like it costs more than I make in a year. The guy looked somewhat like a fit Eric Clapton if he chose to lay off the cocaine and become an accountant! The guy's voice was full of energy and pep from someone half his age when he spoke on stage, but unfortunately he was speaking in Hebrew and my Hebrew is a bit rusty. He introduced himself as some name that was hard for me to comprehend in his accent. 'Des...dar...dios' or something, I cant even remember the last name, so I'm just gonna call him 'Dez'. Anyways, I was able to make out that he worked with a private firm that just secured a contract with Nintendo and in a few years, their new product would be released alongside a new Nintendo console which would offer a more 'enhancing' 3D experience. I thought he was full of shit cuz we already have the Nintendo 3DS, however Dez went into detail about how his prototype would literally put the player INTO the game to experience the world around him/her directly. Literal interaction with the environment, the characters, the NPCs, actual virtual reality! In the bits of Hebrew I understood, what peeked my interest was when he made a Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time reference. I think he said you could literally feel the wind blowing through your hair as youre riding top speed on Epona's back! A fellow Zelda fan! He said something about his product still being in the testing stage and only a select few people in the world have been chosen to test out their prototype. He ended that statement with the hebrew equivalent of 'One of which is currently in this room'. No sooner after Dez said that, another guy in an executive suit tapped my shoulder and asked me to follow him. I asked him in my butchered Hebrew what for and he tapped my VIP pass and asked me I was listening to what Dez just said. |
| Thomas looks around, trying to find where to go first. Gardenia's orange hair looked like it could make up an excellent exploration; the hairs looked more like trees, making it more like a forest than someone's hair. Though he liked to do some forest hike, he was more interested in walking down her body till he reaches her boots. "That will make a good travel across her body" Thomas thought. Looking across, he could see that Gardenia's legs were crossed and aganist her entire torso. "Well I guess this could be easy" he thought as he finally begin his trek down across Gardenia's body by going all the way towards her boots. |
| Character Name: Blake Heart Age: 15 Gender: Male Height: 5'4" (well, normally) Country: United States Starting Point: Kanto region, Celadon City, Celadon Gym Appearance: Short black hair, glasses, somewhat skinny, black shirt, grey pants, black shoes Personality: Blake is kind at heart, but also shy and awkward...especially around girls. He's also a veey curious boy. How did he get the package?: One Saturday afternoon, Blake got the package in the mail. Being the curious fool he is, he tried the item on right away, only to wake up later at Celadon Gym, at about an inch in size! Worse, he now seems to be floating in some warm, light brown liquid... |
| Sam examined the contents of the package as she extracted its contents. A backpack, a helmet, and a note, with a mysterious note scribbled on its surface in an unknown language. It had sharp, harsh letters and looked like a warning. Undeterred, Sam tosses the note into the trash and hoisted the backpack upon her shoulders. She noticed that it fit well. As she placed the helmet upon her head, she unknowingly flipped a switched on the side of the backpack. Suddenly, a whining sound emanated from the backpack. A blue light flashed in front of Sam’s eyes as her kitchen disappeared from her sight, and the floor dropped out from beneath her feet. A crushing pressure inside her skull quickly knocked her unconscious. When she opened her eyes again, Sam found herself sprawled on the floor of a hallway… but it wasn’t her own hallway. The walls ceiling were all painted in bright, gaudy colors. It was certainly a strange looking house. As shepicked herself off the floor, she noticed the rug was as hard as a rock. Walking towards the dining room, she wondered whose house this is, and how she got here. She really hoped she wasn’t trespassing. She entered a small kitchen and approached a red table that looked suspiciously like lawn furniture. The sight of apples sitting in a small bowl on the table made the girl’s stomach growl. She grabbed one, but the smooth object rolled right through her fingers and onto the floor. In fact, it felt just like plastic. Looking around, Sam realized that everything in the strange house was made of plastic, from floor to ceiling. Before she could investigate further, she felt the entire house shake to its foundation. Plastic dishes fell from plastic cabinets as the tremors increased in intensity. Thinking it was an earthquake, Sam ducked under the plastic table, before realizing that it would probably offer scant protection. She peeked her head out, and saw the shadow of a massive creature appear outside the window. Its body was so large, it blocked out the light outside the window like a solar eclipse. Quickly ducking back under the table, Sam held her helmet on tighter. Finally, the quakes subsided. She crawled on her hands and knees over to the window in order to get a better look at the monster that could create such a quake. Peering over the ledge, she noticed that the creature had moved away from the mysterious plastic house she has arrived in. However, its shadowy bulk was still visible. Sam’s adventurous spirit took over and she slowly crawled over to the front door. The door swung easily on its plastic hinges as she gently nudged it open, careful not to attract the monster’s attention. As she crossed the threshold, she noticed that she couldn’t feel soft grass under her feet. In fact, it felt just like hardwood. Looking around, she noticed that the house was indeed made of plastic, and that it was housed on a wooden table. However, she wanted to figure out what that giant creature was before it ate her. The monster was thankfully facing away from her, and in the better light, Sam realized that it wasn’t a monster at all. It was, in fact, a giant girl. Long green hair framed a stern face. The girl was currently standing near the far wall of the humongous room that Sam currently found herself in, one that was big enough to fit many houses the size of the one she awoke in. As intimidating as that girl looked, she might be Sam’s only ticket out of this place. With that in mind, she began trekking towards the edge of the table, looking for an easy way down… |
| I was incredibly excited. Excited, giddy, maybe a little nauseous cuz the sandwich this place served didnt mix well with the energy drink, but mostly excited. I couldnt wait to test out this brand new prototype that Nintendo itself signed up upon. The exec whispered stuff in my ear, most of which were rules to follow when I reach the back, but I kinda tuned out his heavily accented guidlelines. The only rule that mattered anyway was not to tell anybody about what I was about to witness and experience. I promised... I wouldnt tell a LOT of people! Two more gruffy guards blocked the door leading backstage. I flashed them my VIP pass, and one of the goons clenched his earpiece and read off what the pass read. After waiting patiently for a little while, the goon gave the nod and the other goon opened the door for us. The hallway was surprisingly long and seemed endless. I had a feeling the halls were longer than the actual building itself, but I wasnt in the current state of mind to question it. I probably shouldve questioned the random blood curdling screaming I heard from one of the rooms and the exec told me to pretend I didnt hear it. We finally reached our destination in a testing room that looked like a cross between a videogame testplay lab and actual research laboratory complete with science stuff and test rats and other test animals I probably never seen in my life. One looked like a cross between a lizard and a gorilla that seemed to have a taste for sweet bread. My skeleton almost leaped out it's shell as soon I was greeted with a loud roar of "BARUK HABA!" Dez has a powerful set of vocal chords to let out such a tremendous earthshaking cry! I shook his hand after my nerves regained itself. I gave him a forced totally not nervous smile and introduced myself in pidgin Hebrew, but he looked like he got the gist of what I told him. Dez showed me around, introduced me to his co-workers, most of which didnt smile and had nearly soulless stares that looked like they didnt have any sleep since... the first Intifida! I'm pretty sure one of the lab tech assistants was a chimp in a lab coat. Or just a really hairy really ugly midget that happened to love bananas. After the greetings were done, Dez introduced me to their brand new device. An odd-looking console connected to a chair with straps, a virtual helmet and wires connecting to the console. The chimp-like assistant strapped a backpack on me and Dez explained that the contents inside were meant to enhance the 3D experience or some crap. He emphasized to equip it properly or it might result in a quick 'Game Over' for me. With that in mind, he pulled out a waiver and told me to sign it. It was long and a little hard too read, but the gist of it was that Dez's company would not be responsible for any damage, harm, injury, and possible death caused involving the usage of the prototype. I squinted my eyes and asked him about the 'possible death' clause and he groaned uncomfortably telling me that they had to include it after an incident years ago where a client sued after a family member died of cancer. They claimed he received cancer due to a minor seizure that occurred during one test several years prior and he never disclosed that he had a medical condition, but the courts forced the company to pay anyway. Dez was a clever liar, but I was gullible enough to sign. And with THAT in mind, they strapped me in the chair, put the helmet on my head, and Dez pulled out a 3DS, asking me if I was a fan of Pokemon Black/White. I said yes, he said fantastic, then he connected the 3DS into the odd console and turned it on. And that's when the Gates of Hell opened up for me... |
| Name: Quentin Andross Age: 18 Height: 5'9" Country: USA Starting location: Kalos Reigon, Pokémon League, Diantha's Room Appearance: Quentin is a well built young man with short spiky yellow hair and has a scar on his left eye. He wears a black t-shirt with red flames symbol, black pants and boots. Personality:Quentin is laid-back, fearless and easygoing guy with a heart of gold. His carefree and friendly nature gets all the friends he want and enjoys helping people. Character information: Quentin loves playing Pokemon games and become one of the top players in the world. He's college gifted student and has straight A's in class. Quentin also enjoys martial artist training and venture through forest and mountains. How did he/she got the package: Quentin receive a strange package from some unknown company, saying a free gift from them. He feels something is off but decided to open the package...and from there, he'll begin his new and unforgettable adventure. |
| Thomas approached the hill of dark green fabric that was Gardenia's cape. It was a bit difficult due to the farbic wrinkles that looked more like hills to him kept slowing him down, but he still managed to keep his balance as he kept going. While walking, he could see the boots that were at the very end; right under the rear yet at his size it still looks like it will take penalty of time to get there. After crossing the cape, Thomas managed to reach the side of Gardenia's bare midriff and surprisingly, it was a short and easy walk all the way to her belt. He easily climbed over it and soon he was all ready on her pants. |
| Blake slowly awakens, drifting in some warm, brown liquid. Looking up, he sees in the distance some kind of ceiling. Peering forward, he notices a sign -- "Celadon Gym". "What the heck?" Blake wonders. "Last I remember, I got a suspicious package in the mail, and..." ... Then reality hits him like a truck. "Crud!!" Blake panics. "I'm in the Celadon Gym from the Pokemon universe! And I must be swimming in...woah!" Blake feels the brown pool containing him being lifted to a young woman's face. It kinda looks like... "Erika?!" Blake reacts. Not that the giantess can hear him. At all. "Some tea should soothe my nerves," sighs Erika, "after so many Pokemon battles..." This can't possibly end well... |
| Sahara opened the package from her aunt as suddenly she found herself plummeting through space and time to arrive in a grassy meadow. Eyes whirling from the stimuli she made herself sit upright, just in time to meet face to face with a pale cream-coloured object that was smooth, oval and hard in texture. It looked much like an egg with green spots on it- it must have been a Pokemon egg Saraha deduced. Just as the egg started bouncing and rolling around, Sahara was taken aback by the sudden movement. Large and wrinkly hands emerged from the sky as there was an elderly man with a grey moustache which picked up the enormous egg. "I'm sorry, but I have no idea where this came from..." the old man croaked. Sahara could only watch, mouth agape as there was a brown vulpine figure that she hadn't noticed before that was sitting on the egg, it was a female Eevee, except this particular Eevee was very fluffy, like a Fennec fox... A male Vulpix yawned as it preened its fur lazily. She had to step aside as the two Pokemon were much more interested in pampering themselves. She wanted to pet their fur, if it wasn't for the fact that she was only a few centimetres tall. The female let out a piercing loud "VEE!" sound as another egg rolled out from the Eevee very easily. Sahara decided to hitch a ride on the Eevee's fur and clambered onto the long brown tail of the Eevee, which was swishing around in excitement... |
| I stood over the head of the Arcanine, over a strand of fur looking at the long Muzzle below, I couldn't see the eyes very well but now I can see where I'm heading or this arcanine is heading. I just hitchin'.. "Alright, All I have to do it's wait where this pokemon it's heading" I muttered. I can say that I am scared, scratch that. I'm scared shitless of this, Why everything it's so big or I am smaller?! I thought, I wanted answer but there are so many questions in my head and more coming, like the fact that I'm on the head of a Arcanine, a Pokemon.. Things where more simple back at home. |
| Unfortunately, the giant girl seemed to have noticed Sam’s presence, as she turned around and began stomping towards the table Sam was currently on. Terrified, Sam quickly ran back into the dollhouse she awoke in and hide under the table again. Thinking that she was about to be squished like a bug, she felt the quakes begin to shake the house again as the giant girl drew closer. She squeezed her eyes shut as the roof of the dollhouse lifted up into the air, bathing the room in harsh light. Sam expected to be plucked from under her table sanctuary and devoured at any minute. A voice boomed from across the room, distracting the giant girl. Sam couldn’t make out the words, but she peeked up from under the table, just enough to notice that the girl’s face was turned away, looking towards the voice. She would be quite pretty if she didn’t have such a grim expression on her face. If she were still looking down instead, she would have an unobstructed view of the tiny interloper. Sam took this chance to escape. The athletic girl crawled out from under the table and sprinted out the door, only to nearly fall on her rear from the sight that greeted her. The giant girl loomed directly in front of Sam, standing directly in front of the table. A vast mountain of red made up the girl’s dress, decorated with brass buttons that easily dwarfed the tiny girl. A strip of pale skin separated the red mountain from twin black waterfalls that made up the giantess’ boots. The shiny black material cascaded down to the floor, a dizzying distance away. Not wanting to be caught out in the open like this, Sam made the split second decision to jump towards the giant girl’s legs, hoping to cling on and hopefully get a ride out of this crazy place. Reaching the edge of the table, she vaulted in to the air, fingers outstretched. However, the leather boots were simply too smooth for her fingers to gain purchase, and Sam began to quickly slide down the slender leg. She pulled her body in to try and wrap her legs around the giant leg, but all she could do was slow her descent. The floor was still rushing up to meet her at a frightening pace. Sam bounced off the top of the girl’s foot and was harshly thrown to the carpeted floor, knocking the wind out of her. Sprawled on her back, Sam looked around at the massive room. It looked just like a child’s play room, with drawings of stars decorating the walls, which were painted in a light blue color. The giant girl was far too old to hang out in a room like this. Sam knew she had to get out of here before a little kid discovers her. Her only option is to hitch a ride with the giant girl that loomed in front of her. The tiny girl pulled herself up to a standing position and approached the massive, leather-clad foot. Placing her hands upon the smooth surface, Sam noticed that the material was polished to a mirror sheen, so much so that she could see her own reflection. Her bangs were matted with sweat to her forehead, and her bloodshot eyes reflected the terror that she had experienced since putting on that cursed backpack. Calling upon her climbing skills, Sam pulled herself on the top of the foot, trembling at the thought of the size of the toes that were encased in the black monolith of the titanic boot. She doubted she could even reach to the top of the girl’s big toe. Still, this girl is her best chance at getting out of here. Way up above, Sam heard the girl respond to the voice that gotten her attention earlier. The voice from across the room then responding to her, and Sam could make out that he referred to the giantess as “Sabrina”. Seems like Sam will have to climb Mt. Sabrina if she wants to make it out of this situation alive. She could feel the giant foot beneath her begin to move, causing Sam to hug Sabrina’s ankle just to stay on… |
| Quentin slowly awaken from the strange slumber he was having, confuse of what just happen. All he remember was opening the package sent from the unknown company and then...lights out. As he regains his sight, he notice he is in a bedroom but it's not his, rather someone else's..and it's gigantic. The furniture around him looms over him, the walls feel like they are beyond the horizon, and the ceiling might as well be the sky. Beside the immense scale of the furniture, it seems Quentin is in a high class room as he notice the bed is very declarative, along with the floor, styling in purely white, almost can see his reflection. It;s enough to make the owner of this room royalty..but where is the owner? "Hmm...Based on the size of this giant room, the owner must be a giant...I'm like in a fairy tale." Quentin chuckles to himself. "Oh well, I better figure out how to get back home and...hmm?" The boy feels and hear vibrations of someone's footsteps and it's getting closer. He could try to find a hiding spot and see who the giant is and hopefully the giant can help him. Seeing the opening beneath the drawers, Quentin dives into the hiding spot and awaits to see the giant as the door slowly opens, revealing the owner of the room. As Quentin take a good look of the giant, he was stun to see who it is. "No way...Is that...Diantha!? The Pokemon Champion of Kalos!?" Quentin nearly shouted but quickly shut his mouth in order not to be notice, he did a double check to make sure that really is Diantha from the game. She definitely look and wears the same clothing from the game: Wearing fairy-like white outfit with lots of gold trim, has short light brown hair in shape of a star, light blue eyes with violet eyeshadow, white blazer with choker, white shirt and shorts, white low high heel boots and two lacy objects on the back of her outfit that resemble cloud-like wings attached to the blazer. "...That;s her alright....But just to make sure, where is her-" Quentin notice a figure behind Diantha, revealing to be the same Pokemon she uses in battle and her favorite: Gardevoir. That confirms it: This is indeed Diantha and he must be inside a Pokemon game...Luckily, the Pokemon Champion is a friendly person and she could help him on getting back home. The boy takes a deep breathe and runs out to the opening and tries his best to get their attention or risk being crushed under their feet... |
| After a long walk, Thomas have finally made it to Gardenia's green boots. He noticed how the boot was a bit filthy, but still slightly polished. Tired, he sat down and decided to take a small break, hopefully she doesn't get up soon. He began to check the new devices he on right now; still doesn't even know much about these mysterious objects and where do they came from. The most he's curious about was the one on his head that resembled a typical helmet. It looked pretty advanced, probably more than the backpack. He tries to take it off, but it seemed to be glued to his head. He also felt a button on the left side of the helmet. After pressing it, it opened up a visor-like object with a whole set of buttons, but one that caught his notice was a large red button that seemed to be very important. After a closing the visor, he suddenly felt a slight movement on the boot he's on. Thomas quickly realized that Gardenia was about to wake up and is going get up from the ground. Without any time to think, she stretched up her leg in a quick second, causing him to get thrown off and landed on the ground. Thomas gets up and looks behind him. He saw the slowly rising giantess before him and noticed that he was on the middle of her path. "Crap, what I'm I going to do now?" he said nervously as Gardenia is now ready to start walking again. Thomas have somewhat an idea and opened the visor again. "I...hope I know what I'm doing." he said as quickly pressed the big red button. At first, he felt nothing, but suddenly he quickly vanished in thin air just as one of the giantess' boots landed right at his exact location. Location: Kanto, House of Imite After a few seconds of unconsciousness, Thomas finally opened his eyes and gain his conscious back. He looks around to see what just happened. All he remembered was pressing that button on the helmet and there, he passed out. However, what thing noticed that he was no longer on the forest anymore, but instead under a large furniture which looked like a giant sofa. Outside, he saw what looked like a large foyer. "How did I get I here?" he wondered. He soon realized that it must of been that button that got him here; inside a large house. "I wonder what should I do now?" he wondered. |
| I looked at my surrouding I decided to explore more of my equipment's function, I made the startling and awesome discovery. I had Jet Packs too. "Maybe this isn't so bad" I said to myself, I looked at the place this Arcanine arriving, next of her was the titanic random trainer that was taking the pokemon into a building, the cold air greet me upon entering the building. there was alot of pokemons here.. "Oh shit" I swore.. The Trainer is leaving the Arcanine in a Daycare place! |
| As the giant foot lifted up into the air, Sam assumed it would come back down with a thunderous crash as the girl stepped forward. Instead, much to her surprise, the foot remained dangling in midair as the giantess herself began to move. Rather than walking, the giantess was propelling herself along the ground using telepathy. For the tiny Sam, it was akin to trying to hold onto the side of an airplane while it roars through the air. The smooth leather of the boot offered very little in the way of purchase, forcing the shrunken girl to hold on for all she was worth. Darkened hallways passed by as Sabrina made her way to the gym’s battle arena, oblivious to her tiny passenger. She emerged from the shadows at the rear of the arena and settled down onto her throne, glaring daggers at the young woman that made the mistake of being her opponent. Sam was grateful for the brief respite as Sabrina came to rest upon the chair, ending her flight through the air, but she knew she had to get a move on and start her climb before the battle ended and she could be left dangling from a giant leg far above the ground. |
| I expected underwhelming results. After listening to Dez's pseudo edgy bs about enhancing 3D experiencing, I was merely expecting at the very most maybe seeing a video game world in 360 degrees. Heck, at the very very top, I was expecting maybe holographic images appearing before me. I wasnt expecting a colossal candle. I wasnt expecting this giant 30 foot tall candle stick illuminating the dark room that I somehow managed to be projected in via Dez's device. I lost time of how long I stared at the candle in disbelief. I had all but lost track of how much I've been in this 'world' to begin with. But what perplexed me even more was that I could feel heat from it. I actually felt the warmth emitting from it like a real candle. I barely touched the wax with a single finger and quickly flinched back because I almost burned myself! The pain is REAL! "Huh," I muttered to myself. Unfortunately for me, that was but one of the many abnormal anomalies that would potentially scar me for life. Not far from me was a humongous book left wide opened not far from me. I eyed a huge page while trying to keep my jaw straight. It was written in english. I didnt have time to read the whole thing, just something about a young dumb rookie trainer escaping the rain and finding shelter in some creepy haunted house. There were several more giant-sized books littered on the floor... almost a hundred feet below the edge of the humongous desk I was standing on! The very edge wasnt a hologram either. I leaned over the edge and there was in fact an edge. I assumed damn well that it was a long way down if I got curious or stupid enough to leap off it! I backed as far away from the edge as I could and got a glimpse of the dark surroundings before me. The room itself seemed dark, gloomy, and very circular. Little candles everywhere lit up the windows revealing thunder and lightning outside, bookshelves, lots of bookshelves, really really BIG bookshelves full of really really big books, some floating ghost clock, bookshelves lining up a long circular stairway that I seemed to recall seeing last time I played Pokemon White. The stairway was so high I couldnt see what was at the top of it, but I had a good guess where it led. Heh. So that's why Dez asked me if I was a fan of Pokemon Black/White. "This is... really impressive, Dez," I called out to the man that put me here, "but uh... why exactly am I this small?" I kinda cringed for a second when I saw a huge pink Frilish float by and quickly remember my size plight. "Er, am I supposed to be this small in the game?" I asked as I saw a rather large Ghastly shoot by! "Dez, those things cant hurt me, right? Cuz I did feel pain when I touched the candle! Dez?" There's no reply! "EESH!!" using my frightened cat-like instincts, I quickly darted away as a haunted lamp floated down toward me! Actually, it was a lampent and it wasnt floating toward ME, it was floating down to one of the books down below. Terrified yet curious, like a frightened cat, I stared with interest as the lampent scooped the book off the floor (being careful not to burn it) and quickly set it back into one of the bookshelves. At first I thought it was adorable until I remembered in their descriptions that lampents steal spirits of people that are on the verge of death and quickly went back to being scared. "Dez, is there a purpose to being small in this game or is it just a glitch?" I kept questioning that cheeky professor, "Dez, can you hear me? ...Dez?" Damnit, why wont he respond?! I wish I knew how to activate the menu screen so I could quit out of the game. Then again, where the hell am I gonna find a menu button? “Ok… so how am I sup-” “ 'How am I supposed to get out of here?' he wondered as he stared blankly in a mixture of fear and desperation. He was a tiny insignificant little bug for only minutes and already panic filled his body with realization of how low in the food chain he's now become.” That was not me narrating! I'm not narrating in 3rd-person in this story! I could hear- “As he struggled to think how he's going to find help, he suddenly hears the alluring haunting melody call to him from above!” actually, it sounded more like a nasally young woman narrating what's happening to me. “He turned his undivided attention to the melody coming from far above what appeared to be a long endless stairway.” Actually, that's exactly where I was hearing this voice coming from! That very huge tower of aligned bookshelves with an endless stairway! “ 'What is that strange melody?' you thought to himself as he continued gazing above, 'is somebody up there?' “ I had a good feeling I knew who would be up there. “He took a long breath and a plan brewed in his head. 'Maybe someone up there can help me out,' he whispered, 'perhaps explain to me where I am and why I'm… so small.' “ That was exactly what I was thinking! ...But- “But unfortunately for him, reaching the source of that alluring melody was easier said than done,” yes it really was, “for the stairs were not only enormous, they seemed to be go on forever. For him, he might as well been climbing the Battle Tower.” That's right. There was no possibly way I was gonna single-handedly climb every single huge step of that stairway. I would collapse in exhaustion and be left vulernable to one of the ghosts of this place long before I reach the end… or end up getting stepped on along the way. Either scenario was bad. “ 'There's no way I'm gonna climb all that!' “ “There's no way I'm gonna climb all that,” we both said in unison. “But he wasnt making any progress just standing on that desk all by his lonesome. Sooner or later, he'll get discovered… and it most likely wont be by who he wants to discover him!” “ 'That's for damn sure!' I said panicking from the realization!” I said panicking from the realization! “But how else is he going to get up there and reach that bizarre alluring melody that's beckoning him to follow?” How indeed. I recall Dez mentioning that backpack he had me equip. Lo and behold, it was zapped into this world with me. I inhaled and exhaled, then searched the back, hoping to find something that'll answer her question... |
| As the giantess Pokemon Champion walks into her room, the tiny Quentin swerve towards the right side when her gigantic boot cover foot stomps down, creating a brief yet powerful gust that pushes him back a few feet. Once Quentin recovers from the gust experience, he was in awe as he looks up at the gigantic Diantha in her glory...He gotta admit, she is pretty cute in the game, now she is beautiful standing right near him...and unaware of him. The little boy thinks about how to get her attention...Maybe climbing her body could work and it'll be a challenge. But then there's her Pokemon, Gardevoir...If remember correctly, Gardevoirs suppose to protect its trainers from danger and can predict futures. "Hmm...Should go with climbing Diantha or get her Gardevoir's attention...?" Quentin scratches his head, trying to pick which one that would help him, but he must think quick before one of the giants move and he'll end up squished under their feet. |
| Under the sofa, Thomas sits there and decided that he'll use the button again and maybe he'll might teleport back home. He opened the visor again and pushed the button, but for some strange reason, it didn't work anymore. Instead, a message appears that read: "Please wait until it's recharged!" "Crap! Now what?" said Thomas as he looked outside once again. It was quiet and nobody seemed to be home right now. "I wonder I could look around a bit?" he wondered, but just as he was about to set foot outside, he suddenly heard a sound what could be the sound of footsteps which was faintly heard from outside this huge house. "I guess who ever owns this house is probably here right now." he said as the door quickly opened... |
| Sahara was still clambering onto the female Eevee when the old man (or woman, Sahara couldn't tell) handed the Evee's trainer his egg. "Here you go, Chris." the old man grunted as the tall trainer recalled his Eevee into her Pokeball. Suddenly Sahara would find herself clutching a red hot laser-beam of pure molecules and energy as she thuds and rolls onto the gravel very hard... It would seem that the laser of the Pokeball converts solid material into atoms. Chris would snort lightly as his sky-scraper tall legs shifted. "I best be off, but before I do so, I better get my male Golduck out of there too." An enormous Golduck waddled out of the nearby lake, displacing Sahara momentarily as the blue platypus-like creature waddled to its owner, the creamy webbed feet clumsily falling out of the sky as Sahara screeches and holds onto the spur at the back of the foot. She distinctly remembers that male platypodes (plural of platypus) had a venomous spur at the back of their feet and Golducks seem to be no exception. The Golduck walked besides its trainer as they headed towards the bustle of Goldenrod city, however Sahara didn't notice that she was being watched carefully by a stray alley Poochyena that clearly thought that she was lunch... |
| The gym leader’s leg loomed like a vast tower of leather over the tiny Sam. Unlike the many mountains she had climbed, Sam knew that this ascent would be the most difficult of her young life. The lacquered wooden surface of the chair had nary an imperfection, and the shiny leather surface of Sabrina’s boot was of such high quality that it was incredibly smooth, meaning that there would be few handholds for the tiny climber to hold onto. Even the smallest movement of the giant woman’s leg would spell disaster for Sam. If she only had a rope, maybe she could... Sam took off her backpack, and inspected the contents. Her spirits rose when she saw a coil of rope at the bottom of the bag. Unwinding it, she was elated even further when she noticed the rope ended in a bouquet of metal hooks. A grappling hook is the perfect tool to scale a glass-smooth surface like this leather boot. The most interesting object in the backpack, however, also took up the most room. Two metal cylinders were welded together, and a leather loop adorned each side. It was the spitting image of a jetpack. Sam had no clue how far it could fly, though, and she didn’t want to run out of gas in mid-air. Looking at the two objects gave her an idea. She passed the rope through the straps of the jetpack and tied them together so that the business end of the grappling hook pointed toward the sky. The jetpack might not be able to carry her all the way up to the woman’s lap, and there’s no way she could throw the grappling hook all to that height. But the jetpack should be able to carry the hook with ease. She said a quick prayer while she pointed the jetpack at the crease made by the woman’s bent knee. Just enough leather bunched up there to make a decent surface for the grappling hook to take hold. She opened the valve on the jetpack, and once she felt the pressure build, she let go… |
| "...What in the hell?" I squinted my eyes in disbelief as I pulled out a rather unique but very awkward device that belongs in a completely different particular scenario if you get my meaning, "...a hookshot?!" That was honestly what it was. Straight from Ocarina of Time, that blue chain-filled device with a metal arrow-headed point and a gripping handle no doubt meant for grabbing tightly onto for the ride! It was a really good replica, but it didnt look like it was for show. Using my gut, I assumed Dez and his cronies expected me to actually use it. Even after channeling my willing suspension of disbelief, how exactly do you use a hookshot? How does it even work? Does it immediately wrap around an object when it hits something latchable or does it cling it magnetically or something? What causes it to retract? Even bigger question: how do you launch it? There's no button or trigger that fires it. So what causes it to fire? The game never clearly explained it. 'Maybe exerting force?' I thought to myself as I practiced swinging the thing. Then I tried jerking my arm forward a few times seeing if it'll release the hook. It took a few tries but after my fifth thrust... *Whoosh-CLINININININININNIINK!* The hook-chain fired almost a mile until the point tapped and somehow locked on to a metal figurine on a bookshelf! Then I paled. *CLININININNIININK!* I was launched toward the bookshelf at mach speed! I'd have screamed bloody murder but I inadvertently bit my tongue during the whiplash! Fortunately, the ride came to a sudden abrupt end before I could smash my skull against the figurine! To sum it up, that certainly wasnt fun. My nerves were shot, my stomach was in knots, and if I wasnt double-jointed, I'm sure I wouldve dislocated my shoulder! That adrenaline rush was REAL. And I didnt have enough time to catch my breath, because I just caught somebody's attention! “...Mis?!” a giant floating black ghostly apparition with wavy purple-streaked hair overheard the noise! Quick thinking, I dashed behind the figurine that thankfully was much bigger than me as well! My heart was banging against my ribcage trying to burst out of there as I waited quietly behind the figuring while the giant curious Misdreavus scanned the bookshelf in search of the source of the noise. The woman at the top floor was most likely narrating my hiding spot, but I was pre-occupied to listen in at the moment. “Mis...drea….” the big red irises in the middle of it's bigger yellow eyeballs glowed outside the shade behind the figurine I was hiding in. I held my breath, cuz I assumed it could hear me breathing. “Mis drea….” it took it's sweet time scanning around that one particular spot of the book shelf. Holding my breath for so long was getting me awful shaky. Inside of my head, I was screaming, but I forced no noise to leave my mouth even if was to take even the smallest of breaths! Maybe it was really just a game and the worst that could happen if Misdreavus spotted me was that the Game Over screen would occur and I'd wake up back in that chair. And maybe the worst that could happen if Misdreavus spotted me is that I'd have a split second to glance at the inside of it's mouth before disappearing into absolute darkness and I'd get the PERMANENT Game Over! You can guess which one I assumed was the right scenario. “Miiisss...” thanks to the lord above, the Misdreavus finally turned it's attention away from the bookshelf and floated off. I took a deep breath and then sighed in relief. As soon as that Misdreavus got what I believed was a safe distance away, I came out from my hiding spot and whipped out the hookshot again. As much as it pained me to use this bloody thing, it was my only method of transportation at the moment. I searched around for a spot to latch on to, but my options were limited. I thought about shooting one of the books on the shelves above me, but I was scared I'd cause it to fall out of the shelf and plummet straight toward the ground. Nothing else was within reach. Only thing I could see that was potential to latch onto was the circular banister. I gave a silent prayer and then with a hard thrust of my arm, fired the hook toward that banister! *Whoosh-CLINININI-* “...CRAP!” I screamed when a damn Chandelure zipped out of nowhere and blocked my shot! The point somehow made direct contact with one of it's er, 'arms' and once again I was launched at mock speed, biting my tongue from the whiplash before I could scream off the top of my lungs! In a blink of an eye, I was holding on for dear life to the arm of the Chandelure as it floated off, somehow oblivious to me. Good thing, because after looking it up, it could do far worse to me than what that Misdreavus could! Not only that, it was flying upward toward the top of the long nearly endless stairway, hopefully toward the woman narrating my fate… not exactly how I planned on getting there, but beggars cant be choosers! |
| Thomas watched as the person who came out the door was in fact a young girl with short blue hair that are tied up in two pigtails. She wears an orange T-shirt with a yellow star on it, long blue jeans that was tied up by a light green belt and a pair of brown shoes. "She looks kinda familar, but where did I seen her before?" he asked himself until he finally realized who she was after he saw something slithered beside her. It looked nothing more than pink slimy creature that looked alot like a blob. "That's definitely a Ditto and that girl could be none other than Duplica! The girl from the Pokemon anime!" he said. So this mean he must be inside the House of Imite. From beneath the sofa, he heard Duplica talking to her Pokemon of how she have a nice day of performing at a town not far from here and decided to sit at the sofa; the same one in which Thomas's hiding right now. He saw her making to the sofa and sat down with her shoes now blocking his path. "Crap! Now how I'm I going to get past her shoes?" he wondered. |
| As Sahara hangs tight onto the male Golduck, Chris made a motion as they stopped in front of the Radio Tower, "Well, time to cash in my prize at the front desk," the male trainer sighs as the three wanders into the front desk where a lady with bright pink hair awaited with the name Joyce was on her badge. "Hullo Joyce, I'm here to receive my prize for Godwin the Golduck." As Sahara fiddles and slides off the spur of Godwin, she lands on the solid white tiles and looks around the huge lounge room. There was a slowpoke nearby as it groans very slowly next to an aquarium of Goldeen. "Slooowwww" responds the Slowpoke as Sahara giggles at how slow the pink seal-creature was. As Sahara thought about her next move, she was caught offguard as the slowpoke immediately advances towards her, interested in the new Pokeblock that arrived on the floor... This was going to be a long day... Sahara realises as the Slowpoke gobbles her up. |
| Sam crossed her fingers as the jetpack arced into the sky, carrying the hook with it. Emitting a trail of white smoke, it sailed passed Sabrina’s ankle before following the curve of her shin. Sam’s heart sank when she saw that the jetpack began to shudder and emit irregular puffs of smoke, indicating that it was nearly out of fuel. The motor cut out, just as the jetpack reached the apex of its arc. Thankfully, the hook caught on a promontory of folded leather that jutted out from the giantess’s bent knee. However, the rope was now dangling from the side of the giant leg, an inconvenient turn of events for the little Sam who was currently atop the giant foot. She knew she had some very precarious free-climbing in her future… |
| My intense fear I was developing as I was being airborne clinging to a Chandelure was quickly fading. It was almost as if I getting used to death defying b.s. Well, my old pal Zane and his fetish for taking the law into his own hands-er, anyway! Now that my mind was cool and collected and not screaming in high pitch from the flight, I can focus on listening to the woman at the very top of the tower narrate my fate. "He screamed like a banshee out of Hell as the mistress's crow carried his tiny body towards whoknowswhere!" Well, she was partially right. " 'LET ME GO! LET ME GO! PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?!' he screamed repeatedly as if the crow could even respond." Ok, THAT wasnt happening. "He prayed the crow wasnt taking him to it's nest where he'd be food for it's starving babies, though in this new world, he was not sure who or what he was praying to!" Well, I wasnt before, but now that she brought it! ...Does a Chandelure even have a nest? "With a loud thunderous 'CAWW', the crow dropped that poor little boy like a sack of potatoes on a rather large writing desk!" she narrated, but thankfully that didnt happen. The Chandelure landed gently on the desk and I safely touched surface after I let go of one of it's arms. It probably still didnt notice me. And as luck would have it, the chandelier pokemon brought me to the desk of the particular women in charge of this creepy mansion-like room. And not far away, well more way too close, stood the colossal 100-aught foot titaness of a Pokemon Elite Four member gazing down near soullessly at the big book she was writing in. Short purple bowl-shaped hair, purple dress, round spectacles, a huge butterfly-shaped collar around her neck with a large red beaded clip, and bright purple eyes that seem to be illuminating parts of the area the Chandelure couldnt. Shauntal. Of the Unova region Elite Four. And you'd be the dumbest blockhead on the planet if you didnt guess her pokemon of choice were Ghost-type pokemon. Even if I never played the game, met any of the ghost pokemon, or heck noticed the whole haunted mansion setting, I could tell she was a Ghost-type trainer just by the incredibly icy aura I was feeling coming off her. I shivered, wishing I brought along an omni-heat jacket, as I tried to remain calm near Shauntal who appeared to be staring with absolute intrigue at the book on the desk. I huddled up near the Chandelure for warmth. "WELCOME, STRANGER!!" I gasped, bit my tongue, and almost jumped up in the air with bright hearing such a loud eerie voice call out from Shauntal. I quickly turned back to face her as I waited for my heart beating again! "The colossal mistress called to the tiny boy from above," oh... she was just reading off what she was writing, "the little boy stared with horror and fright. He dared not say a word. He was no bigger than a miniscule ant to her. One that could be easily crushed under just her pinky finger!" Yeah that was true. She seriously could. And I was having a hard time building up the courage to speak up and gain her attention. "He wanted to run. He wanted to hide. He wanted to curl into a ball and cry for his mommy," Shauntal scribbled in her book, "but instead, he stood there, frozen from fright as she reached her hand down to him and-" Shauntal suddenly stopped narrating. I mustered the courage to look back up at her and see a slight disgruntled look on her face. "And.... and.... AND..." she was getting rather upset trying to scribble down the next word but having trouble. She mustve run out of ink. She sighed and dipped her pen in a bottle of ink. "Hm?" she notice not much ink was smearing the tip. She dipped it a few times in vain and groaned. "Aw dang it! I'm out of ink!" Shauntal pouted, "and it was just about to get to the good part, too!" Well that's a darn shame. Can I go home now? "Hey Misdreavus, could you fetch over another bottle?" Fears came right back with a vengeance as soon as that little guy/girl came back into view! I dashed behind a mini-Gengar paperweight to hide myself from sight. "Misdrea..." it said in an apologetic tone. Shauntal groaned and gritted her teeth, "You've lost them? How could you lose them?" she then squinted her eyes, "...were you playing with the ink again?" "MIS!!! MIS!!!" "How many times do I have to tell you my writing materials arent toys?!" she nagged, "plus that was real expensive high quality ink! 100% authentic Malamar ink imported directly from Kalos region!" 'Next time, get a tungsten carbide,' I thought to myself. Like hell I was gonna say that out loud. |
| Gardevoir seems like a good choice to help Quentin, but then again, it is a Pokemon and some Pokemon can get very curious of what's this peculiar object and either toss it aside or eaten...The boy decided its best to get the Pokemon Champion's attention, rather not being Gardevoir's plaything or lunch. Remembering the backpack he carried on his back, Quentin checks the backpack, finding a grappling hook, a jet pack and the strange helmet equipped with x-ray and propeller. Using the jet pack seems to be a very good choice to fly up to Diantha's face, but she'll mistaken him as a little fly and will try to swat him away, same goes to the propeller helmet...seems grappling hook might be the better choice. Quentin brought the hook out of the bag and begins twirling it until throwing the hook into the air, snagging the top of her white boots. "Well, that should do it." Quentin pulls the rope, making sure it's snag and tight. "Never thought I'll be climbing up a really large woman...I hope my hiking adventures paid off." Taking a deep breathe, Quentin begins scaling the white wall of her boot, hoping she doesn't move until he reach the top. |
| Thomas thought of something, but for now he has no clue at the movement. "We'll I guess I have no choice." he said as he soon ran towards the pair of brown shoes. He doesn't know what to do afterwards, but since his helmet still needs some recharging, he might as well do something to past the time like trying to get some adventure once more. Thomas finally reached outside the couch and between the shoes of the young giantess. He looked up to see what she's doing right now and saw that she's probably playing with her Ditto. He looked at both of her towering legs and started having a thought. |
| As Sahara got gobbled up by the dopey pink Slowpoke, its padded and stubby paws waddling across the concrete floor, all she could think of was that she was getting tired of screaming... Mainly because the Pokemon was gobbling her at a snail's pace, thankfully. Which gave her a lot of time to take in the view of the small incisors and pulsating throat of the water-psychic creature as it yawned in response: "SLOOOWPOOOKE..." Then Sahara remembered something from her Pokedex about how Slowpoke takes five minutes (or was it seconds?) to register pain, so she reaches down and tickles the throat of the pink seal as its chubby cream-coloured muzzle was snorting slime all over its mouth. At first nothing happened as the Slowpoke guffawed loudly, rolling over in response to the tickle and Sahara braced for impact... But then to her dismay, instead of catapulting her across the room, the Slowpoke resumed gulping her down. POOOOKE... thundered the pink seal as it grinned childishly. "Argh! This is not my day." Sahara rages as she could hear the Slowpoke waddling across the floor to its new owner, Chris. |
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