ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Why can't I see the stars?
It's so dark...
So cold.
I regret summoning that... That DEMON.
MissingNo...
I'm trapped. Torn. Mutilated.
But no blood drips.
One part here, one there.
It hurts... I don't understand!
How did it happen? Why? What did I do to deserve such pain?
Greed... I'm sorry. My life may never be the same.
So sorry...
It's so dark...
So cold.
I regret summoning that... That DEMON.
MissingNo...
I'm trapped. Torn. Mutilated.
But no blood drips.
One part here, one there.
It hurts... I don't understand!
How did it happen? Why? What did I do to deserve such pain?
Greed... I'm sorry. My life may never be the same.
So sorry...
Literature
.:.The Cursed Ones.:.
The Cursed Ones
Crystal, a young and feisty girl, couldn't wait to get started on her pokémon journey. She skipped to the lab of Professor Elm, and he was waiting for her happily. Three pokéballs were laid out before her, just like in all the stories she'd heard. But something shining caught her
Literature
Pokemon Beta Gold
Beta stuff in games has always interested me. I've always been the type to ask "What if this was in the final version?" Or "How come they took this out?" Most of the time I never found out, but it was fun to pretend and theorize. But an experience that happend a while ago has turned me off of beta theorizing, though.
It started a few years ago. Pokemon platinum had recently come out, and my intrest in pokemon had hit another peak. Like many other people my age, my favorite games were Gold and silver versions. After a small google search, I discovered the Pokemon GS beta.
I was ecstatic All of this stuff, beta pokemon designs, beta items, an
Literature
I Have No Voice
and I Must Scream
The entrance to the Safari Zone loomed before me, an edifice to the greedy mongrels who sell tickets to a proverbial lottery, where the prize is a mere chance to catch an otherwise extinct Pokémon. I had avoided this corporation for as long as I could, but the nature of my journey left me with no choice.
If only I knew what would truly await me.
Now, as I drift in this eternal void, I struggle to recall my last moments of freedom. The memories are faded, the recollections tattered, like a video cassette that has been played too many times. I slowly decide to reach for the
Suggested Collections
Featured in Groups
Another little poem type Creepypasta I've done. Just not... Rhyming or anything. Another thing I did during Music Theory. Once again, I don't THINK this really needs a mature warning.. If so, please let me know.
© 2010 - 2024 SeastarForever
Comments139
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
I'm guessing the writer used the missing no. glitch to get many many master balls.