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Weird and Wonderful One-Shot Contest - Results

Negrek

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Weird and Wonderful One-Shot Contest Results

The writers have written, the judges have judged, and now we come to the main event: the big reveal of our sixth annual contest's results! We had fourteen entries this year, each of them focusing on a different piece of strange or obscure pokémon lore. I hope you enjoy checking these stories out; you might pick up one or two new Pokémon facts. I certainly did! Congratulations to all the writers for digging deep and coming up with such interesting and unusual takes on the theme.

Now, on to the results! The next post in this thread is an index with summaries of all the stories submitted to the contest, with links to anywhere they've been published, a link to their highlight post in this thread, and an interview with the author (if available) giving some insight into their entry. It'll give you a quick overview of the entries and help you decide which ones you'd like to read!

After that, each submitted story gets its own highlight post. Each of these contains an excerpt from the story to give you a taste of what it's like, links to anywhere it's been published, and the judges' feedback for the story.

The judges were randomly split into two groups, and then entries were randomly assigned to one group or another, creating essentially two parallel contests. These two groups will hereafter be referred to as Ditto Flight and Smeargle Flight, and they were treated entirely independently up until now, when I've recombined all the entries to make for a single results thread! Each judge ordered the list of stories they read from their number one pick to their last pick. Their score for a story was determined based on the point scale below, and then the points awarded to a story by each judge were summed up to yield the story's final overall score. Stories were ranked based on their total score across all judges, and the top three became the winners of their flight.

Place - Points
7th - 10
6th - 20
5th - 30
4th - 40
3rd - 55
2nd - 75
1st - 100

The ranks and point totals are not published with the results, but have been retained in case they're needed. Before I announce the winners, I have to thank all the judges for their hard work this year. Thanks so much to our excellent judging team: Dragonfree, Flyg0n, Inyssa, Panoramic_Vacuum, Phoenixsong, tomatorade, Umbramatic, and Windskull. We couldn't have run the contest without you all.

And now, the moment everyone's been waiting for! Congratulations to this year's one-shot contest winners...

In Ditto Flight, first place scrivenernoodz, second place Shiny Phantump, and third place SaadTheConjurer!

In Smeargle Flight, first place Negrek, second place canisaries, and third place Spiteful Murkrow!

Congratulations to you all!
 

Negrek

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Weird and Wonderful Contest Entries

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"Away Away" by Lord Knee
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When a mysterious Pokémon disturbed the peace in Floaroma Town, adjustments to everyone’s day-to-day lives were made, the people growing a little more fearful — especially when concerning the safety of the younger children. But to nine-year-old Olivia, something about what happened didn't sit right with her and she wasn’t sure why.

All she did know was that the weird feeling in her chest was growing the longer she thought about it all.

Links: Judges' Comments


What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

I initially chose Drifloon’s lore because it was the first one I could think of. And after remembering the creepy Pokédex entries it had, I wanted to try writing something that wouldn't be creepy somehow.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

I think I managed to include everything I wanted to write about, but I would've liked to expand on them more.

What part of your story are you most proud of?

I'm most proud of the ending! The general idea for it was there from the beginning and it was only a matter of reaching that point. And seeing everything come together for those final segments was satisfying.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

The title is a misheard lyric from the song "Through the Eyes of a Child" by Aurora! To me, near the end of the song, it sounded like she was singing 'away,' but nothing I found really confirmed that she actually was. Originally, the story was going to be the title of this song instead because of this, but I settled on the misheard lyric considering where I ended up taking the story.

The star sticker Olivia gives Drifloon earlier on is meant to be a little nod to Drifloon’s shiny form. She doesn’t know what shiny Pokémon are, but because she cared a lot about Drifloon, it felt special to her.

Also, this idea was inspired by how my mom would've liked Spirited Away to have ended. She absolutely loved the movie, but she really wanted Chihiro and Haku to meet up again in the after life.


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"Beyond the Coffin" by canisaries
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Second Place Smeargle Flight
Qar, a yamask, spends his days holed up in the temple of his goddess, writing notes in the sand of his former life so that he does not forget or, worse yet, evolve. One day, a drilbur named Polly crashes through his ceiling and brings much-dreaded change.
Links: Judges' Comments

What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

This story is obviously primarily about the lore of the Yamask line, but there's also a good bit of Volcarona lore peppered in. As for why I chose Yamask, well, I dunno - may have been the fact that I've been writing a Yamask-based story for eight years.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

Good thing I still have my old notes! There were a bunch of mon with interesting pokédex entries, such as Dhelmise and Girafarig, and after I picked Yamask I also considered having Sigilyph and Claydol make appearances with some expansion of their lore, since those can be found in the Relic Castle. In the end, though, there wasn't really a good spot for those. Sigilyph does still get mentioned in the resulting story, but very passingly.

What part of your story are you most proud of?

I think I'm most proud of (spoilers) the conversation with Heru best. She just comes off as so divine and wise to me. I also liked writing Polly a lot since she's a fun character, but I suppose it's not particularly a point of pride.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

This is, I think, the first story that I've approached writing theme/moral first. I have some uncertainties about if I nailed it, but I think it did get a sort of serene beauty to it. Thanks to my betareaders for helping me hone the message!

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"Fixed Paths" by Spiteful Murkrow
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Third Place Smeargle Flight
Sigilyph like us fly paths in the Unovan desert that are unchanging, being passed along with memories from parent to chick across the ages. When the green-haired man came to take us from this place, he surprised us with an understanding of Pokémon's speech we'd never seen before in all our memories, even back to bygone times when great dragons flew the skies about the places we patrol.

He asked to hear our voice, and for us to recount the memories gathered up inside us.

We obliged him. This is the account that we gave him.

Links: Judges' Comments


Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

I actually leaned on a few different layers of series lore for my entry, with what was essentially a take on a backstory for N’s Sigilyph. When I was weighing whether or not to join this contest, I kept my eye out for Pokémon with some more off-beat Pokédex entries, which after stumbling across Sigilyph and seeing that all its Pokédex lore revolved around them either guarding or being emissaries for an ancient city and remembering that you encounter them on Unova quite literally on the doorstep of one of the mascot legendaries… well, things basically wrote themselves from there trying to fill in blanks for the sorts of things that the narrator would recall from an era in which the Taos were very much active and shaped the world around them for better and for worse...

What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

I actually leaned on a few different layers of series lore for my entry, with what was essentially a take on a backstory for N’s Sigilyph. When I was weighing whether or not to join this contest, I kept my eye out for Pokémon with some more off-beat Pokédex entries, which after stumbling across Sigilyph and seeing that all its Pokédex lore revolved around them either guarding or being emissaries for an ancient city and remembering that you encounter them on Unova quite literally on the doorstep of one of the mascot legendaries… well, things basically wrote themselves from there trying to fill in blanks for the sorts of things that the narrator would recall from an era in which the Taos were very much active and shaped the world around them for better and for worse.

Those glimpses into the past admittedly turned out a little front-heavy, both from playing things for a bit of in-story humor and simply running out of words to work with (my submission was right at the limit at an even 10,000), but I also attempted to play around with what it would be like for a being whose sense of self is inherited from its predecessors and built upon with successive generations, with memories of watching the deserts around Route 4 changing through the ages along with little glimpses of the world beyond from ancestors’ lives.

What part of your story are you most proud of?

Honestly, just that I did something that was different for myself as a writer, which was a bit of a meta goal of mine for this story from the outset. I focused and played around with a Pokémon that I normally don’t spend all that much time dealing with as an author, it’s the first work I’ve written entirely end-to-end in first-person narration, and it played around with a storytelling style that tried to get more done with less words in each scene. I owe my thanks to mountains will never by @kintsugi for that last one, since the format Fixed Paths uses is pretty strongly influenced by the same “series of short vignettes covering a larger span of time” format that kintsugi used in that story.

I suppose I also have a bit of minor pride in being able to use literally every word provided by the contest word limit. I can’t say anything about how well everything turned out in the end, but it was definitely a fun experiment to play around with.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

Fixed Paths got pretty dark at times while writing it out, which is just as well since the overbroad canon mythos that much of the story leans on isn’t exactly a super happy fun time when put under the microscope and explored in more detail. I don’t consider it anywhere near as soul-crushing as my other dark contest oneshot foray on Thousand Roads a few years ago, but my entry would likely catch a few readers off-guard if they’ve only read my lighter and fluffier fare beforehand.

Beyond that, I suppose the other thing I’d like readers to know is that the final version of Fixed Paths may wind up being materially different in content or format in its final release. I was admittedly fighting with the contest constraints towards the end and finding myself scanning scenes for stray words that could be squeezed out here or there, and there were some compromises I made that might have wound up holding the story back a bit. While I do intend for this story to see the light of day sometime in the not-too-distant future after taking stock of the things that worked and the things, I don’t know if it’ll necessarily be as a 10k word oneshot. ^^;


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"A Fluffy Start to a Contestant's Journey" by CuteBunnyGirl
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While traveling to Rustboro city, a young Lisia meets her first partner pokemon, a Swablu. This will be the start to a master contest coordinator's journey.
Links: Judges' Comments


What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

I based the idea on Swablu's dex entry in X, which led me to writing about Lisia since she uses an Altaria in ORAS.

For some reason, it likes to land on people’s heads softly and act like it’s a hat.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

Not necessarily a weird fact and more of a plot point, but I did consider including Rich Boy Chaz in the story, as Bulbapedia described them as rivals.

What part of your story are you most proud of?

I'm probably most proud of the idea behind the story, and also how I included references to Lisia in the games. For example, the name Ali is directly based on the games.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

I would like readers to know that I don't have that much experience with writing in a light-hearted slice of life tone compared to the more long time authors of these forums.

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"For Your Eyes Only" by Negrek
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First Place Smeargle Flight
If you're reading this now, it means you must have found the hidden chambers. You probably already know the truth about the people who used to live here. Or maybe you're one of them yourself. I don't even know if what I wrote here will be of any help to anybody, but I don't really know what else to do with it. So here it goes: the story of how I found the ruins' secret, and how I lost my best friend.
Links: Judges' Comments

What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

This story was inspired by the text from the HGSS Unown Report, "In the past, it seems that Unown lived with relatives of humans in these ruins." Running across that little nugget immediately got the gears turning for me--I can't recall that we've ever gotten any indication that other hominids used to live the Pokémon world. And they apparently worked alongside Pokémon, too! I wanted to explore the implications of that immediately.

Unfortunately that particular piece of lore didn't necessarily work all that well with the theme of the contest...

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"Future Sight" by The Walrein
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Xatu's precognitive abilities once doomed them to slow deaths by starvation as they watched the play of endless futures. Thankfully, the Foresight Foundation has found a way to not only save Xatu from this fate, but harness their abilities for the good of all.
Links: Judges' Comments

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"Guiding Light" by droopy yard
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In the Pokémon World, all young trainers must remember one thing: never follow the light.
Links: Judges' Comments


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"Intercept" by Robo
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Whether shaped in fertile earth or struck by fickle lune, many voices meet yet others still.

Links: Judges' Comments


What part of your story are you most proud of?

Keeping on brand with my annoyingly heightened brow this time around, I’m proud to say that—for how much like pulling teeth it felt to muster in places—this piece is probably the single densest stretch of prose that I’ve penned so far, for better or worse. The stipulations I implored myself regarding word choice and sentence structure wound up fun and frustrating to work with in equal measure, and never had I ever felt so playful in drawing from etymology and double-entendre…

I whole-heartedly accept, then, that all this might not be the most accessible of my material—and I also half-heartedly apologize as such to the judges!


What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

Well, I’ll first come clean with the fact that fulfilling the contest criteria was only a secondary concern in the end (if even that)—even less of one than in my submission for last year’s, that is. Such is in small part because I wound up being less prepared to tackle this prompt in earnest than I’d perhaps like to have been; you see, for the several docs smattered with “huh, that’s neat” notes on the Pokémon franchise that I usually have handy to peruse to whatever end…I was a few hundred miles too far from any device that could access said doc throughout the first week of this contest’s writing period.

As for why I didn’t just wait said first week out? Well, I sorta did—at least, so far as telling myself that if whatever (ideally more prompt-conscious) inspiration I eventually found in those docs somehow overrode my sentimentality for whatever work I’d already done without them by then, I’d simply pivot my efforts from there as such.

…My anxious naïveté aside, I soon enough thought to a few of the projects more firmly on my bucket list at the time—with one of them striking me as especially opportune to give folk a taste of, given the Gen 6 nostalgia TPC currently seems keen to cash in on. That being said, as far as scope went, the obvious tonal whiplash first brought to mind by Sylveon’s Alolan and Paldean ’dex entries yet swelled into a broader but no less obvious consideration: Fairy-types are freakin’ weird, aren’t they?

Between their debut in X and Y being the first new mainline type addition in more than a decade since Dark and Steel, and the broader intertextualities of the discordant aesthetics they lift from (and retroactively apply), I figured an ode to the fae in at least the abstract was in order—and speaking of abstraction, their curious connection to the franchise’s tantalizingly tenuous conceit of ‘aura’ was something I’d already pondered upon plenty by that point…

…And on that note, is there not a reason we call a certain three existential beasties the ‘Aura trio’?

By the time I’d finished my first draft, I’d in turn settled on having more of a slant than a spotlight in mind—for this work to be further informed by the baseline idea that “Pokémon are strange and mysterious creatures” than by the presupposition (which I nonetheless agree with) that “some of them are much stranger than others”, putting it differently. In any case, consider me very pleasantly surprised if I get that sketch and special feature; I suppose that more contrarian side of me, though, is satisfied all the same.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

…Welp, even with the above word salad’s worth of pretension accounted for, I’ll at least relent to a few tidbits that part of me wishes tickled more of my fancy to make something out of:

  • Anyone remember when the color red sent Scyther into a blinding rage? That idea sure aged…
  • Oh, right, there’s that one picture of Archie and Shelly as kids together with Jirachi…wait what
  • For as interestingly implicative a creative decision as I find the Nidoran family’s Egg Group dimorphism, I decided early on that it’d be best if I left any contemplations on that to strictly my AO3 and/or Dreamwidth if anything (with an added bonus of not potentially stepping on Venia’s toes in particular).

That much aside, I also at one point had half a mind to let a bit more of Sinnoh bleed through (given its own share of the Legends treatment, specifically)—but alas, I didn’t think it worth the extra words in the end.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

Just that, as with any of my other works, I urge people to make sense of it first and foremost as they personally see fit—any attempts at which I especially appreciate in this case, as per the above.

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"Message from a Better World" by Shiny Phantump
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Second Place Ditto Flight
Champion Selene finds a wormhole at the Temple of the Moon, to a world whose Solgaleo and Lunala appears to be missing. She tasks herself with finding out what happened, where it's Cosmog went, and perhaps most importantly: Why everyone she knows appears to exist in this other world except her.
Links: Judges' Comments

What part of your story are you most proud of?

Probably the way I conceptualized the different fighting styles. Selene's style is loosely inspired by actual player behaviours, basing decisions off statistics and generally acting in a way more reflective of player behaviour. Diagetically, it's more of a "baseball nerd who knows the batting averages of every player in the league" thing than her being controlled by a player, but it's certainly meant to ring familiar to anyone who's disparaged Focus Blast. It serves as a nice contrast to her opponent being more of a "believe in the heart of the cards pokemon" type whose opener is inspired by the brief moment in VGC history where people experimented with running Fissure Ting-Lu in competitive play. Even when they're training the same species, Selene's the type to run a 100% accurate 90 power move while her opponent would go for a 80% accurate 110 power move.

What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

In Sun and Moon, with the box legend in your party after becoming champion, you can visit the Altar of the Sunne/Moone in the night/day and find a wormhole. It lets you go visit an entire alternate universe corresponding to the other game version, time-flipped and with a different altar and lake. This serves exclusively to allow you to find and catch this parallel universe's Cosmog from the Lake of the (your game version), even though there's no Cosmog in your universe to appear there. Stranger still. It'll ultimately evolve into the box legend you already had.

Despite only serving that one purpose, it's a fully, 100% explorable parallel universe! It's weird! It otherwise recycles the flags from the main game world leading to logical inconsistencies where people claim you've already done daily events that day, gotten items from them, you can have your Gladion tell to go to Aether to pick up a Null, get a Null from parallel Gladion, and then have your Gladion ask you how the Null he gave is doing, and you can even defend "your" champion title in a parallel universe. But I've always seen that as a game limitation. I like thinking about what things could be on the other side.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

I considered a few ghost dex entries like Phantump or Froslass for an afterlife angle, but ultimately settled on not using a dex entry at all.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

There are a few pieces of trivia I might mention after people have gotten to read it, but none before. Thank you to anyone who gives it a shot!


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"Milo's Built Like a Miltank" by scrivenernoodz
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First Place Ditto Flight
“Drinking Miltank’s milk makes you grow up strong. But drinking too much makes you SUPER strong! It’s a blessing and a curse for Turffield’s “Fighting Farmer,” Milo, whose homestead heroics are slowly destroying his closet… and his whole house. Luckily, Wooloo are super durable!”
Links: Judges' Comments


What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?


It's a pun about Milo from ShSh being a "beefy" guy. XD I set out to write a story about Wooloo, but its only “weird” lore is that its wool is thick enough to protect it from getting hurt. Then I thought about other farm Pokémon and stumbled across Sun’s Dex entry for Miltank: “Its milk is high in calories and packed with nutrients. Therefore, if you drink too much of it, you may wind up with a body like a Miltank’s.” Combine that with Milo canonically pushing around 770-lb hay bales despite his short, stocky build, and it all clicks: Drinking too much milk growing up granted Milo uncontrollable super strength! (And turned all his body hair pink, lol.)


What part of your story are you most proud of?

I like that I could fulfill the contest’s prompt with a short and whimsical story that reads like junior fiction. My entry last year was over 7,000 words and meticulous, but now I know I’m flexible! I’ve read a lot of YA novels since moving near a library, and I think that’s helped me grasp simpler styles. My readers also know I love transformations, so obviously the scene with Milo’s doctor pointing out his strange “development” is my favorite, along with the open-ended ending: IS he going to end up hiding a tail in his trousers? Does he have horns under his hat? So many directions to take Miltank-taur Milo trying to impress Sonia with his dungarees, though that’ll have to be a different story. XD

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

Wooloo love bowling. That is all.

(For more blatant Pokémon transformations, you can indulge in my ongoing longfic, Where it NeVer RɅins, and the various strange and silly one-shots I post on AO3 and FFN. For more of Milo, I’m currently brainstorming a longfic set in Galar that I hope to start serializing next year. The Fighting Farmer and his milk-drinking habits will feed into that project, along with Hop and Victor’s friendship as they attend school together.)

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"Porygon Collector" by bestgaragedoors
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Cassandra and Emily, founders of bio-tech startup NEO-A-LIFE, meet an unusual client whose fixation on Porygon goes to extremes.
Links: Judges' Comments

What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

“Some collectors prefer showing off Porygon to fighting with it.” - The official Pokémon handbook, by Maria S Barbo.

I knew immediately I wanted to write about the "Pokemon handbook" Porygon factoid because I remembered it from when I was a little kid. "Pokemon collectors" exist in the games but it's not entirely clear what the 'collecting' means. I wanted a more off-putting take on the Pokemon collector where the collector just has this obsessive take on "gotta catch 'em all" and it worked well with this factoid.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

No, I knew right away this was what I wanted to write about.

What part of your story are you most proud of?

The part where Jacob eyes Cassandra and asks her to explain why a shiny Porygon isn't what he's looking for. It's a reference to the fact that Porygon were only available from the Game Corner in R/B and there were no shinies in that generation. I like the idea that there would be a culture of Porygon collectors who would rather have a Porygon that is "unaltered" from the "original" source code, rather than have a high IV or shiny Porygon. It's one of those counter-intuitive aspects of collector culture. And of course, Cassandra sort of sees herself as being "above" Jacob and yet he recognizes that she knows exactly what he's talking about.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

This is a vignette from a longer story I'm hoping to write centering on the company NEO-A-LIFE! I hope to write more about Cassandra and Emily's adventures in synthesizing Porygon.


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"She that Watched Lanakila" by SaadTheConjurer
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Third Place Ditto Flight
This is just a short piece regarding a young Alolan woman of tribal ascent, paying homage to an old and powerful spirit that watched over Mount Lanakila, and is served by the local Pokemon.
Links: Judges' Comments



What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

Alolan Ninetales... sort of. There is a really curious Pokedex entry for it in Pokemon Sword where it was supposed worshipped as a deity’s incarnation. And that said deity lives in the snowy mountains it calls home. Imagine that! I looked at that, saw some fun ways to shoehorn the idea into existing concepts in the worldbuilding of my fanworks, and played with the concept. I always did want to write about this idea for a long time, in fact, but this contest was a convenient reason to actually do it.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

I think I just wanted to elaborate more on the mysterious spirit of Lanakila! The idea of a dex entry referring to a local deity of unknown origins is rather bizarre for Pokemon, especially as there is no clear indication of it being a Legendary Pokemon or how it differs from Ninetales, its supposed incarnation. I really wished that I could’ve explored those aspects in detail and what such an entity would be like, but for the sake of brevity, I refrained from doing so. Maybe I’ll make an extended version of the story in the future though.

What part of your story are you most proud of?

The spirit of Lanakila, of course. I’m likely biased in that nature, but it was really entertaining to create a figure that’s strange and a little eerie in nature, yet also enchanting. Never mind her whimsical, fey-like personality.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

It’s a short read, but a sweet one. For the general masses, you might find a few little worldbuilding details sprinkled throughout, with plenty left around to keep you thinking beyond the scope of the story. And for those who have read any existing Pokemon work I have written, you might find it has plenty of delightful connections to the wider universe, and a few things left for theory crafting about the lore of my main works. Or maybe I’m too full of myself and my writing skills, hah. Read for yourself and see if you like it. I hope you enjoy my little tale, and thank you.

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"Someday Something is Gonna Save You" by Rusting Knight
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After all these years, Liam's sister has become almost as strange to him as the Claydol she keeps at her side.
Links: Judges' Comments


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"Spectrum" by Farla
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Speculative biology idea for the nido line.
Links: Judges' Comments



What lore did your story center around? What made you want to write about it?

I like the nidos, but their lore is presented pretty sexistly and so I'd been thinking a lot about trying to assemble something out of the few pieces that don't have that element, like the horn colors. I'd also found out that there was a Japanese-only pokedex book that expanded on the original pokedex entries, and discovered that while back in the day people had thought it was a bug that nidorina and nidoqueen couldn't reproduce at the daycare, it was actually reflecting a pre-existing bit of lore, and I wanted to incorporate that too.

Were there any weird pokémon facts you wanted to write about but couldn't make work?

I feel satisfied I got all the pieces in!

What part of your story are you most proud of?

I think this is biologically workable, which is a tall order for Pokemon stuff at the best of times and the nidos were really not their best.

Is there anything else you'd like readers to know about your story?

Science is beautiful but also it's important to remember so much research is actually really stupidly done and to always read the whole thing and not trust the conclusion just because it says that's what the data adds up to.
 
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Negrek

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"Away Away" by Lord Knee


“It’s still weird that we have to leave school early now.”

Against the glowing sun, Olivia glanced over at her best friend, humming. Two hours were recently shaved off to ensure everyone made it home during the afternoon instead of the evening. “But, Charlotte, classes are shorter at least. It’s like every day’s a half-day.”

“True, definitely not complaining about that! Not having my usual staring contests with the clock will take some getting used to,” Charlotte laughed. “Stinks we have to keep getting up early though…”

“Can’t have everything, and the walk to Jubilife isn’t so bad.”

“Says you! Walking all that way while you’re half asleep is brutal… And remember when the little cave originally had no lights? I thought a Zubat would fly out at me!” Charlotte groaned. “Seriously, I don’t get how you can be that chipper first thing in the morning.”

Olivia shrugged. “I just found the walk peaceful, but it’s… sad things are changing so much. Doesn’t feel as peaceful anymore…”

“Yeah… I kinda miss those people we’d see on the way. If the creepy cave didn’t wake me up, then it was them yelling ‘good morning.’ Now they’re either home or somewhere safer,” Charlotte said, kicking a pebble. “Still can’t believe it. Like, who would’ve thought our little town of flowers would have such a big incident?”

Gripping her bag straps, Olivia sighed. “Mm. That Pokémon seemed nice, even though I never saw it.”


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

I figured that if this was the topic this entry would have to come up. Truly it is infamous. Misunderstood ghost-type is a great premise, and it was pretty interesting to see what is essentially a prequel (at least that's the impression I get) that sets up where those entries come from and one person's quest to fight that.

I loved the glimpses into the pokemon world and the scope and progression of the story. Starting from her chance encounter to her growing up and growing older. Something that particularly stuck out to me about this framing is how it feels like MC’s growth mirrors her chosen pokemon friend.

She begins like a Drifloon, caught by the wind and dragged along through life, aimless and listless. She doesn’t make many active choices after fate takes Drifloon away from her and sort of just exists.

But later, she gets the chance to become a research assistant and essentially “evolves”. Much the way Drifloon went from living at the whim of the wind, she went from drifting to choosing more of what she wanted to do and where she wanted to go. She “became” a Drifblim and could go her own path in life.

And she’s actually able to make a difference! She may not have changed the entire world's mind but her work did pave the way for people to understand the species better.

One thing I did find myself hoping was to get a hint more sense of other Drifloon as a species. The story briefly references the idea that not all Drifloon were benevolent, just that most were good and I had hoped to maybe see another paragraph or so of elaboration on that front in a tangible way. I think showing the negative a touch more in the story would make her faith in the species more admirable, and that the species shouldn’t be judged on the actions of a few.

The story is on the long side but it ultimately didn’t have a lot of interactions with other Drifloon or Drifblim, nor did it fully explore the aforementioned idea of non-benevolent Drifloon or the MC’s conflicts with more people who dislike Drifloon. We do see her meet one trainer with one, but not a lot of other interactions.

Something like potentially seeing her try again to talk to a crowd and be spurned, then release another article to be accepted would have sold her struggle and fight for Drifloon for me. We got a taste of this near the end but it was more summarized than a focal matter. This isn’t the only way to address this of course, just an example.

The story tries to cover a lot of ground, and does so fairly well with a very fitting resolution, but also relied a lot in its back half on summary for me instead of conflict about the dex entry she sought to see changed. I did really appreciate the one the trainer we saw with a Drifloon though! I think that was a good part that helped strengthen her POV.

In particular I absolutely loved the ending! It can be a bold choice to have an MC die but it's really good here, and I think it's a great move for the story as a whole. It makes the story feel cyclical and complete.

This was a tender and enjoyable entry with a heart wrenching and bittersweet ending that captivated me. It was beautiful to see Drifloon/Drifblim come full circle and to reference the idea of carrying off souls. I like to think they are happy together forever now.

Phoenixsong

Aww, this was lovely. Mysterious disappearances, a drifloon who just wants a friend, an effort to understand a misunderstood pokémon, and a bittersweet but happy reunion at the end. I really enjoyed the emphasis on trying to understand (and eventually research) an as-yet-unknown pokémon, in spite of everyone else's fear holding them back from learning more. It was interesting to see cute, bouncy little drifloon regarded with such dread and caution for so long, really leaning into how ominous its dex entries are in spite of its innocent appearance. I also liked how the story didn't just handwave off the possibility that some drifloon really might have been acting out of malice, or at least some ghostly psychopomp compulsion, but that Olivia kept trying to encourage everyone to treat the drifloon as individuals, just like anyone else.

The whole thing was cute, and a fun look at two young friends doing their best to support each other and get through school. Olivia and Charlotte felt pretty authentically school-kid–aged, too. I admired Olivia's persistence in finding new ways to look out for Drifloon even after everything repeatedly went against her for so long—so easy to expect that a relatively light story about a couple of kids meeting a brand new pokémon to lead to them successfully catching and traveling with it, but Olivia didn't get it that easy, and the path she took instead was more interesting.

The ending was super sweet in particular. (That's a hella durable sticker, lol.) It might've been nice if Olivia had actually gotten to spend more time with Drifloon at some point before that final scene, just to give their bond that bit more space to develop, but it was definitely touching to see Drifblim use its power as a ghostly escort to bring its friend home at the end of her life all the same.

The prose was clear and to the point, and there were some great turns of phrase here and there, too. One of my favorites was 'Effective in making her mouth taste like nomel berries. “I’ll ask my parents for something else…” Olivia said, trying to suppress a yawn, but the pesky thing slithered free.' That's some fun narration with a lot of personality, and I enjoyed getting to see Olivia really shine through like that.

It did sometimes feel like the story was retreading a lot of similar beats, especially in the first half where things were already moving at a slower pace. I'm not sure you needed so much space dedicated to multiple conversations about about sleep troubles, or the curfew, or school and the trip home therefrom (though the kids' thoughts about that last one were pretty on-brand), when the bits where Olivia was either interacting with Drifloon or trying to convince others to let her interact with it were much stronger and more relevant to the contest theme. It can be a juggling act to show that time is passing and something is still happening/still on the characters' minds without wading through multiple similar beats that don't actually change the situation/advance the story much; I know it's something I still don't quite have down myself, haha. But I'd encourage you to keep an eye out for scenes that cover ground that's already been covered and consider summarizing the later bits, combining the scenes, or looking for ways that the later scenes can start out similar but have something change the situation so it steers directly toward the next interesting event. (Trimming down the repetition can also leave some more room for expanding some of the later scenes—I would've loved to actually see Olivia meeting this other trainer and their drifloon played out rather than summarized, for example!)

I'm also not sure what was up with the "feelings" Olivia had. If there was an explanation, I'm afraid I missed it (a very real possibility with me). It seems to be associated with the drifloon being nearby, so maybe it's Drifloon using some sort of "ghost powers" to reach out when looking for friends or for help when it's injured? But it also happens a few times when Drifloon appears to be gone. And the narration gives it a vaguely negative vibe, this weird feeling that keeps clutching at her chest and giving her strange dreams; frankly, up until the scene where she actually met Drifloon I was half expecting the fic to veer toward supernatural horror, and that expectation didn't quite leave until close to the end as the nature of the feelings never changed. I think you could lose them without hurting the story much at all, instead relying on Olivia's natural curiosity, fear and guilt about Drifloon's injury and poor reputation to drive their connection and her desire to learn more.

If you do want to keep the feelings, consider tweaking them so that they don't read as constantly ominous if they're not meant to be. (Being ominous at first when neither we nor Olivia have any idea what they are is fine, but given the story's overall tone it doesn't seem like they're intended to stay that way.) If Drifloon's using them to communicate, maybe the sensation can be more clearly described as whatever emotions it's trying to project in the moment. If Olivia has some kind of drifloon-related sixth sense, maybe the feeling can become warmer/friendlier/more determined when she's nearer to it, or closer to uncovering the truth about it in her research. The purpose of the feelings doesn't have to be spelled out in exposition, but finding interesting ways to vary their effects and make them more specific than just "a weird feeling" with no further elaboration will both make them more interesting and help readers realize over time what they really mean.

Always love to see someone take an adorable pokémon and make it feel properly threatening to the characters in-world, while also digging into how it feels to encounter—and try to understand—an unknown species of pokémon. The pacing was somewhat uneven due to how much emphasis was put on some elements over others, and I think a tighter handle on how you want readers to understand Olivia's feelings about Drifloon would help a lot with clarity. But I really enjoyed the arc Olivia went through, all in all!

tomatorade

Overall, I enjoyed this story though I had some serious problems with it. The core of the story is very strong, I think and while drifloon is maybe a little obvious for the prompt, you do well leaning hard on it for most of the story which I feel is maybe more important than lore choice. The story itself is quite good. I can see the vision here, in general the emotional moments work well and feel justified and the overall idea comes together especially at the end.

For the most prominent issue I had with this, you’ve got consistent problems with talking heads in this story. In a lot of scenes including, crucially, the very first, we get very little if any description of setting and action and are forced to imagine the characters standing in a void talking to each other. This tended to pull me out of the story fairly consistently, usually at the start of a new scene. There are moments where it’s told where we are—a cave, a classroom, a forest—but that doesn’t do a lot to mitigate the problem for as simple as those descriptions are. Just jumping off the first scene, a cave is fairly abstract by itself and it needs detail to become a fleshed out image of a cave I can picture in my head.

Ideally, you’d want to incorporate details of the scene in the story as it goes along. Have characters walk, observe things as they talk, interact more with objects, people, pokemon, etc…

I don’t like the ‘odd feeling’ Olivia gets throughout the story that tells her the drifloon is not bad, it feels like a shortcut to an emotional or logical beat that would be more interesting and add to Olivia’s character.

In general, my least favourite part of the story is the first scene. It just doesn’t have a lot going on. Later, the story picks up a lot more momentum and gets genuinely very engaging but the first scene exists almost purely for exposition but doesn’t really reveal much interesting about the setting, characters or plot. Honestly, you could remove it and start with the scene after and I don’t think you would have to change much to improve the story overall.

Moving on to more positive elements, I liked the naturalistic feel of the dialogue for the most part. Much of it was used for exposition, but it weaved in and out fairly deftly and still conveyed enough character to keep me engaged. It also helped sell the relationship between Charlotte and Olivia well considering they interact mostly through dialogue, though I won’t harp on that further. They had a cute relationship throughout, it’s most of the highlight of the early parts of the story for me. They’re very supportive and distinct from each other.

It did make me wonder about their ages. They felt more mature than ten, which is what I thought the story told me they were, but that could also be the pokemon world difference. Still, they read very adult. Even complaining about school, they used full sentences and felt very level. The narration, too, seemed almost too aware to be around ten. I pegged them in the late teens somewhere. The one part of the story that felt convincingly young was her trying to do her presentation. Her insecurity and anxiety really came through there in a way that felt closer to ten years old.

I started to really get engaged with the story around the time we got into Olivia’s final test and it became more about her direction in life. It’s a detail I think could be added or alluded to sooner, maybe, to strengthen her character’s motives. It could also feed into the turning point of the story where drifloon disappears more fully. It could be strengthened, but I like the way it is now, it’s an unexpected turn that I prefer over playing it straight and having her take on drifloon. It turns most of the first part of the story into a convincing anecdote for why she becomes a researcher. And the lack of clarity feels very grounded—sometimes it just needs some outside directions, which is what happens.

It’s interesting what happens in the second half of the story. I think it’s because you suddenly find a very compelling emotional core for Olivia and, because you have to write over the space of years, you’re forced to be much more efficient, but there’s a lot more momentum there, the story becomes more unpredictable and exciting and I find myself engaged with the question of what Olivia wants to become. I certainly didn’t expect it to be about the whole of her life, but it feels fitting and made the ending feel satisfying.

There’s all these little setups I enjoy over the course of the story—the school sticker being how she identifies the drifblim, the wind blowing drifloon around

The structure of it also helps you avoid the description problems you had at the beginning, though I still think they persist somewhat. Even just laying out simple scenes would help the audience remember and connect to what’s happening.

I do wish we got a little more on drifloon by the end. Having Olivia become a researcher and focus heavily on drifloon makes it feel a little strange that the most we get for the species is ‘they’re not that bad, really’. It would be interesting if we learned a bit more about their behaviours or biology in tandem with Olivia.

The ending really worked for me. It’s dramatic, but it feels like the story is coming full circle. I’m especially glad the original drifloon returns considering how pivotal it is to her life, broadly. There’s also a more ominous tone around drifblim’s role to usher people to the afterlife that cuts some of the sentiment in a good way. I like the idea that ghost types are still morbid or spooky even when they’re being helpful and benevolent and that’s the vibe I get here. It’s not pure sentiment which would feel a little corny.

Great job overall, it starts off a little slow but the story really comes together in the end.

Windskull

I think drifloon - specifically the one from diamond and pearl that only shows up one day a week - was an interesting choice. There’s a lot of creepiness in the dex entries that borders on weird. Add to that the strangeness of a pokemon showing up on a specific day of the week and only that specific day of the week? And now you have an interesting idea to play with.

The plot is interesting, having a character that has an encounter with drifloon at a young age and ends up becoming dedicated to the idea of clearing misconceptions about it. I think it’s a neat concept and pretty fun!

That said, I do have some critiques on the character front. Not with the characters themselves, but, for example, the fact that these are supposed to be children around 10 years old, but they read more like older teenagers to me. And then later, near the end of the fic, the protagonist’s age confuses me. I can’t tell if she died fairly young or if she was on the older side of things. Its implied that she’s got a daughter journeying, something that’s treated as something you do around 10ish, which would imply that she’s on the younger side unless she married late in life.

Maybe you were trying to imply she’s sickly/got some sort of illness? She did have a strange illness at the beginning that seemed to clear up after she encountered the drifloon again. But it doesn’t feel readily connected.

Other than that, I did see a couple of typos and formatting errors, but nothing super egregious.

Overall, I think this one explores a fun concept and the weirdness of how dark some pokedex entries can be and how they can feel odd against the backdrop of generally friendly games, but some of the pacing and the age/behavior thing kind of threw me out of the story.. Still a good read!
 

Negrek

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"Beyond the Coffin" by canisaries
Second Place Smeargle Flight

The sunset casts its orange light over the river. A breeze sweeps over the expanse, playing with the leaves of the palm trees. The moment is perfect. I just hope I don't screw this up.

I turn to Neferu. She is as beautiful as ever, her black hair long and plentiful and her skin glowing like copper in the dying sun's rays as she sits next to me on the sandy hill. Her innocent eyes, encircled by kohl, still remain on the view. I need to get her attention.

I hesitate for a moment before reaching in and grabbing her hand. She turns to me with an inquisitive look. I swallow to center myself and speak. "Neferu…"

"What is it, Qar?" she asks in her gentle voice. "You seem bothered."

Already screwing it up. A nervous laugh leaves my lungs. "No, nothing is wrong. I just… want to tell you something."


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

We be going beyond this coffin freal.

I’ve always been fascinated when a story tries to tackle myths, death and divine things, and this story delivers wonderfully on all the fronts. We start from Qar’s memories, and appropriately so as the major theme of the entry is about Yamask and memories of their past life. Qar in particular is very strongly tied to his memories so starting with one drew me immediately into the story. ‘This is eternal’ is also a strong line that indicates Qar’s outlook on life and state of mind and sets the stage for what comes.

I also couldn’t help but be amused by the immediate juxtaposition about ‘nobody's come here because maybe the world ended, it would be hard to break through’ and then BAM Polly arrives. Crashes into his life.

Speaking of Polly I somehow never thought of a Drilbur as smaller than a yamask’s mask? Not a criticism, just an amusing observation.

I thought the progression of Qar and Polly’s little friendship was nice. At first she sort of came off to me as airheaded and ignorant, especially when she initially dismissed his worries by saying you can just make new memories. However her standing up for him against Harsiese and then being kind after by asking Qar about his life helped cement her character as someone more easygoing instead of airheaded and also compassionate in her own way.

Speaking of Harsiese I found him a fascinating parallel in a way to Qar, and an interesting reflection in a way. Qar (rightly) criticizes Harsiese for being a greedy gold chaser, but he was apparently like that even before, as a human. (Makes me wonder if Qar wouldn’t even change as much as he thinks if he evolved...) And yet Qar is greedy and obsessed in his own way. Not so badly but he’s still clinging to his own kind of obsession with memory.

So strongly he almost didn’t even help Polly at first, and then only decided to because he wanted to get rid of her. I think the comparison between the two is fascinating, each driven by the thing they love most. Though to be clear, I do find Qar’s fears very sympathetic and more understandable. The fear of losing one’s sense of self and the link between memories and self is hard. Also he didn’t try to eat anyone lol

I did slightly find a few transitionary bits that could be smoother. For example, in the conversation where Qar is telling Polly his memories, she then mentions Heru, but the summarization directly before doesn’t bring up Heru. An extra sentence or so would help the flow, but that's fairly minor ultimately.

Back to Harsiese, I also like how there’s metaphorical symbolism in the pokemon. Either that or I am reading way too far into it. Harsiese is already a Cofragigus and has a way of showing up alongside Qar’s doubts. To me, the way he appears particularly right before Qar is about to leave feels like a kind of metaphor for death. The death of stagnation, never changing or growing. It’s true Qar will never forget, but you’ll never become anything more, else or different. Never change. And in that way, it's like being dead already, being in a coffin.

The only way to escape a grave is to dig, and thus we have Polly, the literal digging pokemon. Polly’s cheerfulness and willingness to help provides a great contrast to Qar and his stuck in his thoughts ways.

It was also hard not to draw a religious comparison to Qar’s journey, quite literally being at his lowest and seeking out Heru, and I find that a fascinating tie to the story at large, especially one dealing with ghosts and myths and such.

I always love seeing how legends and deities fit into the pokemon world, especially with so many varied kinds. There’s a clear sense of implied worldbuilding here while avoiding unnecessary infodumping, and the bits of mentions like the seals and rituals make it feel like a lived in world with a real religious reverence for Volcarona.

My one critical observation of the story is the emotional beats and progression toward the end. I like that he was able to speak to Heru and get answers. But it did feel a bit simplistic. He goes down, Heru tells him it's okay to change, and he accepts it. While the story had been building towards his acceptance even before he lost his mask, I think a little more back and forth or tension of ideologies could strengthen the story's core message.

In tandem with this, there were times I wanted a bit more of a sense of emotionality from Qar. I saw glimpses of it (‘I cry and cry and cry’ was a nice line as was the one about his nonexistent heart hammering), other parts such as mentioning his anger could have had a touch more descriptiveness for me. How would it feel to a ghost? Does he feel his ectoplasm tremble? Does his body shrink or pulse with anger or sadness? A few mentions of these small details can help highlight his dilemma to make the impact at the end even stronger.

All that said, I think this story does a great job at its goal of showing what it would be like to be a former human turned Yamask, and also to grapple with the fear of losing his memory. I appreciated the attention to detail, and Heru acknowledging that he might forget everything, and also that when he finally did leave, he wasn’t just thinking about preserving memories but seeing something new. As opposed to when he still had his mask he was worried about preserving memories.

He went beyond the coffin of his own memories he was in, thanks to the help of Polly.

Phoenixsong

oh no, ancient egypt, my weakness. who told you i could be pandered to for extra points, negrek didn't want that getting out—

In all seriousness, it was a lot of fun to see someone take the Relic Castle this direction, and I enjoyed all the yamask and cofagrigus lore and how it was expanded on. The idea that yamask need to look at their faces to remember their identities or else they'll actively forget is tragic, and I love taking cofagrigus's hunger for gold and turning into a reason they would actively prey on other yamask. Of course they would! Wonderful. (And terrible.)

The beginning was very different from the rest of the piece, and the transition threw me for a second, but it turns out to be a great example of the kind of reminiscing Qar obsesses with; in particular I like how it already tees up his detailed memory when he tells Neferu the story of why he chose the gift he did. And the "this is eternal" line is a great one to end on, considering where the story ends up.

I enjoyed Qar's desperation as he clings to the only things he has left. The notes, the constant repetitions, the scouring of each memory he still has to see if there's anything else there he needs to recall... the moment when he has to stop himself from imagining what it'd be like to stand atop a mountain made my heart hurt a little. Polly, meanwhile, lent the story a pretty goofy vibe sometimes, which was sometimes at odds with the rest of the piece's more somber, introspective tone. At the same time, someone cheerful and forgetful and who lives in the moment really was needed to shake Qar out of his stasis, so on balance I think it works out, and they were a fun pair to see bounce off of each other.

It definitely stings that Qar is asked to just forget *everything*, at the end. It would be horribly tragic—I don't think I could ever let go of all that! But at the same time, Qar was so badly shackled by his memories that maybe for him a near-total reset is necessary. It does manage to feel hopeful and peaceful in spite of the sadness, and has me looking forward to whatever new memories he will end up making with his second chance. (And at least he has Polly there to tell him things if he does choose to remember... I suppose they don't have to totally discard the previous plan of Qar writing all of his memories down to share with others before he evolves, and he can just check back on them little by little, if he decides he really wants to!)

As I read I did find myself missing a sense of place, a solid picture of what this version of the Relic Castle really looks like and what its atmosphere is. The fic's main point was Qar and Polly's relationship and how Polly changes his outlook, of course, and that should stay front and center. But in theory (most of) this place should be familiar to him, and it might've been neat to see brief snippets of memories associated with various parts of the temple. For example, there's a bit where Qar mentions that they peek into rooms as they pass by. If that's all that happens then it doesn't really need to be mentioned at all; alternatively, I'd love to know what they see and what he thinks of it! Favorite paintings that have since faded, prayers to Heru written in hieroglyphs, a columned hall now choked with sand that was once full of sunlight... It'd be an opportunity to break up what's otherwise a very dialogue-heavy story with more of your Relic Castle worldbuilding, while still sticking to the idea of Qar constantly looking to reinforce his memories and cling to his old life.

The parts about Heru needing to be sealed away or else she'd inadvertently destroy the world don't seem to have been very relevant, in the end. It is a cool reason for volcarona to still be there after all these years, but it's a pretty hefty-sounding lore element to bring into a story that otherwise had nothing to do with that, and I admit I was kind of wondering whether it'd actually come into play at some point, heh.

The prose was very straightforward throughout—maybe a little too straightforward, in some spots? Sometimes Qar's dialogue/narration came across as oddly... informal, I dunno. Ancient characters definitely don't need to have their dialogue written with a bunch of thees and thous and never using contractions ever, but I think it could've been interesting to vary up his diction just a little bit more so his voice stood out cleanly from Polly's. There were also a few errors here and there. The biggest one was that the first few paragraphs after Qar comes up with his plan to share his memories switch to past tense. Some of it makes sense since it's a summary of his explanation, but it remains in past tense for several paragraphs afterward when it should probably go back to present. There's also a point where the narration refers to Polly as "Sally"; at first I thought it was a humorous bit where Qar was misremembering her name since he doesn't want to take in new memories, but it seems to just be a slip. All stuff that additional proofreading should catch pretty quickly, though.

All in all, this was very sweet (and bittersweet), a really fun deep dive into why yamask cling to what they do (and why cofagrigus... don't), and a nice bit of thoughtfulness about what it's like to let go. Nicely done!

tomatorade

This is a very well structured fic. It feels remarkably complete for having a decent amount of elements to juggle and a lot of setup and payoff but it’s pretty well nailed in terms of structure. I can’t think of any real holes or loose ends dangling and I think that’s fairly impressive and very efficiently handled.

In playing off the prompt theme I think you start in a more obvious route—I don’t know if it’s just me but the yamask lore on its face is not very deep in the pokemon iceberg. Still, you expand on it well. And thematically, I like the way you tie it to character. Yamask and cofagrigus are ancient pokemon in reference and vibe, and it’s always felt weird to me to imagine any modern person resurrecting into one lol. I can’t deny how compelling the idea is, either

Starting the story off with a strong memory was an inspired idea. It’s not as though they become a fixture in the story and that risks some unevenness, but it works well in this case. It’s as if the memory is slowly fading from your mind as you read, which is a cool effect to attempt. And generally the story is very concerned about memory so it just makes sense.

As for some complaints, the theme is maybe a little too spelled out at points. Specifically when Qar and Polly are first talking, having him reinforce that memories are the most important thing and her rebut that you can always make new ones feels too obviously delivered especially given that’s where we end up by the end of the fic.

I wish Polly had been the one to incite the idea of leaving. As it stands, Qar thinks for a bit and determines that there would be better ways of record keeping outside, but that feels like it would’ve been a stronger realisation with the help of Polly rather than a stray nighttime thought that doesn’t feel fully justified.

Harsiese does not make a good argument for evolution lol. There’s an ambiguity around whether he’s retained his personality that makes the idea of evolution and moving on a little sour in this case. I wouldn’t say it conflicts with the main ideas of the fic, in its own way it represents a lack of change, but I think having him be part of the metaphor of evolution muddies it a little bit in contrast to Polly, who evolves for the better. It definitely makes if feel less wholesome and good by the end. It introduces the idea that some changes are for the worse, but then that’s never really addressed. This feels especially weird right at the end. Qar exits the temple, sees that it’s all ruins and desert and… is okay with that. I don’t know, the pivot from obsessing over memories to not considering them at all may be too sharp in this case but it struck me as weird that he has no more complicated thoughts on that beyond ‘change is good’. Surely being confronted by the complete ruins of your civilisation would stir strong emotions even as you accept that things must change.

I do like some of the things you do with memory here. Especially Polly actually remembering the way at the end of the fic. The story feels very well thought out in small ways like that—finding Harseise, lamenting leaving behind the mask to meet Heru, and finally returning after being attacked at the entrance. It’s all very well set up and paid off for such a short fic.

Windskull

I found this story really charming. I was aware of the yamask lore, which is decently strange, but I had no idea that they lost their memories upon evolution. Totally missed that lore in SwSh, which I think bumps the weirdness factor up from “mildly strange” to pretty strange.

I like the fact that you use that change as the focal point of the story, introducing the idea that a yamask would understand what’s going to happen when they evolve and fearing it. Both his and Polly’s characters are really fun and play off each other well, which helps drive the story forward.

On that note, I really like that, though he’s ultimately inspired by Polly, Qar is the one that makes the decision to leave. It gives him agency. I also really like that he initially fails and gives up before going for guidance and ultimately deciding to leave. We also see some growth on Polly’s side. When they leave, she notes that she remembers the way this time because it seemed important, compared to the beginning where she was just wandering and had no idea how to get back out.

In terms of critiques, I don’t really have any notable ones. I didn’t notice any spelling or grammar issues, and the pacing was pretty good (if perhaps a little fast at points, but that’s just the way things are with these wordcount-limited contests.

But yeah, I thought this was a really good one! Excellent job!
 

Negrek

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"Fixed Paths" by Spiteful Murkrow
Third Place Smeargle Flight


“Let me hear your voice.”

Our wings shoot out wide and we almost fall from the air. Had it all been our imagination, or had this strange human with his shock of green hair before us spoken with his mind’s voice?

No, that couldn’t be right. We carried memories from prior fledgers of the rare humans who had mind’s voices of their own, and theirs were still in that jumbled, arrhythmic tongue that they spoke. This stranger’s voice wasn’t like that, and everything about him was all wrong for that sort of human.

Black spherical necklace aside, his clothing wasn’t particularly different from the humans who crossed our flight paths in the past. He wasn’t capable of doing things like levitating the red-and-white sphere he’d bound us to just earlier. And we
definitely couldn’t remember the last time such a human kept the company of a Scraggy like the flabbergasted-looking one by his feet—still visibly worn down from the cutting gusts we threw at him earlier in battle.

And yet, as his lips moved, we
understood him. Clear as day.


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

These paths do be fixed.

And oh wow this was a really unique story. Combining N and Sigilyph with the dex entries for it was such a novel direction that works so well. N’s unique ability to actually talk to pokemon to explore the historical conflict of ancient Unova and the twin heroes from the past is incredibly interesting.

Starting from the beginning and recounting the history was super cool, as well as working in the idea that Sigilyph are apparently either extra-terrestrial or extra-dimensional ultra beasts. Sick. Seeing the growth, rise and then slow downfall of the twin heroes was equal parts epic and tragic. The ancient dragons power leading to wars and conflict until eventually they had to leave their kingdoms behind.

I also liked the interesting glimpses into how people from the past interacted with pokemon, often with only one particular partner, such as a Tyranitar. Or the ways pokemon would translate certain things for other pokemon, like Volcarona did. Details like this enhanced the story greatly.

Honestly all the historical parts and the tragedy of conflicts and metaphor for the way history repeats and is handed down was quite interesting and sad.

On another note however, I did struggle with a few aspects of the story. While I found it very compelling as a concept, I think the actual resolution didn’t resonate as strongly. Sigilyph chooses to accompany N after their interactions, but the buildup of why felt somewhat lost in the historical. N was definitely different from the previous humans who came many generations before, but I don’t find that the volume of story focused on the historical connects as strongly with the emotional arc of Sigilyph forging a new path.

N listens and interjects at about four or so periods throughout, interested in the history of Sigilyph and Unova, and then there’s a final conversation by end. Sigilyph does admit its been displeased with the paths it flies and N does want to help it find new ones, but I found that story-wise there was much more focus about the history of Unova in the narrative than the emotional arc of Sigilyph essentially leaving behind a many generations of doing the same thing to forge a new path.

I love the idea of exploring being set in one's ways and the difficulty of breaking that pattern. But ultimately it didn’t quite ring as strong, since it felt more like a series of flashbacks about Unova’s troubled history and about the mistakes of the path vs a new future. A bit like the story is torn between fitting in as much about Unova’s history and between Sigilyph’s growth or change of mind. I definitely see a bit of interplay between these concepts though still, so it's still solid!

I think a few strategic trimmings and additions to further explore Sigilyph's shift and final decision to change from its old paths and history could highlight what you have.

Unabashedly an exquisite short story that by all means I really enjoyed though! Even as it stands with my critique I could feel the passion and care that went into it and it would be a treat for any fan of Unova or Sigilyph. I very much enjoyed seeing the past leading back up to the future, as well as that undercurrent of history repeating itself.

All the characters are standout, even in their brief appearances. N’s inquisitiveness and gentle nature, Scrafty’s ornery attitude and even Zoroark’s presence, as well as the historical figures like Volcarona, Reshiram and Zekrom and the son with the Tyranitar. Also Tyranitar and Dragonite are based choices for the sons. They really feel thematically fitting for them. The tyrant brute and the more gentle protector but both equally dangerous and played a hand in the downfall of the civilization from them.

As I said, an incredibly well done story and a great Unova story.

Phoenixsong

Oooh, this was a neat one. A rundown of what the Hero of Ideals's ancient city was really like and the ongoing conflicts between his followers and those of the Hero of Truth, and all through the eyes of the sigiliyph that were actually there. (Sort of.) The sigiliyph's shared memory as a flock was a really fun way to explain how they'd still have memories of times long past. Those other fledgers lived ages ago, but their experiences are still a part of their community and them as individuals—nice touch with the plural pronouns here.

Admittedly I was wondering, given the fic's title, if there'd be more emphasis on the fact that sigilyph specifically don't vary from the routes they travel; that got touched on a few times, but not the way I expected it to. Which isn't a knock against the piece itself, of course! I just wonder if maybe a title focusing more on the memory aspect than on literal or metaphorical "fixed paths" might be a better cue for future readers. That said, it was a nice touch how the parts of the story Sigilyph told usually linked back in some way to the parts of the ruins they were currently walking through.

(I did have a bit of fun guessing which hero N is supposed to be in this world. Is he the Hero of Ideals, looking to better connect with Zekrom when the time comes to awaken her? Or is he the Hero of Truth, who nonetheless wants to understand where Reshiram and their first champion were coming from, to better prepare himself for Hilda/Hilbert at the end or just for greater empathy toward the other dragon? The story never ends up saying, of course, but it doesn't need to. It's not the point, and it works out well either way.)

Watching the history of the City of Ideals play out was a great time. I suspect there's a fair amount of fic out there about what things were like before the dragons and heroes went their separate ways, or focusing on the moments of active conflict between them, but this was a great look at the world they tried so hard to build when they were left to figure things out on their own. I liked seeing the way Zekrom and the hero tried their best to work with the local pokémon—the part about the krokorok was a neat anecdote—and the city's eventual destruction at Zekrom's own hand when it fell into vice and violence was excellent. (I do wish it was a little clearer why the hero's son and Tyranitar disagreed with him, though; the hero's confinement to the tower and his being forced to watch his son destroy their beautiful city even before Zekrom physically tears it down would be that much more tragic if that connection came through a little stronger.)

The relationship between Zekrom and her hero and the way they tried to balance each other out was pretty well-done. They're both idealists, they're both dedicated to seeing all of these people and pokémon thrive, but that doesn't mean that they have to be in lockstep about how best to carry all that out. Sometimes Zekrom wants to keep fighting to the end, but the human doesn't. Sometimes it's Zekrom's compassion that tempers the other humans as she tries to make sure everyone who lives in her city genuinely believes in their vision.

On the modern-day side, N's personality came through well, and it rang true that he'd want to specifically get the perspective of the pokémon who've lived in that area for generations; he wants to know how Zekrom and her hero affected them, too. The other pokémon with him I'm not so sure about, though. In particular, Scraggy's interjections don't add much—seems like the retellings would've been broken up just fine by N alone asking more relevant questions—and the light comedy they provide doesn't jive with the rest of the tone. In general Scraggy and Zoroark feel like they're just kind of there for the sake of "well they're pokémon associated with N/pokémon he had on him around this time", rather than because they're propping up some crucial part of the fic. I like the idea that N wants the other pokémon with him to be able to share their experiences with a new "capture", but nothing like that was really capitalized on.

I have slightly mixed feelings on the sections where Sigilyph goes into their more modern memories. On one hand, I do like that we get to see a pokémon telling N about its first-hand (or "first-hand") experience with humans who mistreat them, since it further reinforces his belief that catching pokémon is wrong. On the other, it doesn't quite feel like it fits in with the rest of the story's focus and tone, especially given that it's fairly short in proportion to the history bits.

I also think that sometimes the story could get bogged down in details or lists that weren't relevant. Most of the humans in the city had no personal impact on the story aside from the hero and his son, and likewise most of the pokémon that appeared aside from Volcarona, Tyranitar and the sigilyph themselves—we probably didn't need summaries of what all those "extras" were specifically. Detailed scene-setting is fine, but just knowing that some of the pokémon the son's followers trapped in nets were a skarmory and a samurott didn't enhance much for me. If you really want to add detail by specifying who/what the extras are, it might come across better if you mention one or two as part of something they're actually doing (e.g., maybe the samurott is still struggling valiantly against the net as the followers drag it back). That tends to be a more memorable, punchy detail than "and these five random pokémon/citizens were also there".

There were several turns of the prose I particularly enjoyed, meanwhile. The line "They had emerged victorious, and the desert had eaten well because of it." is metal as hell. I'm not sure if it's just blood spilling in the sand or full-on metaphor for a bunch of hungry crocs, but whatever it is, I dig it. I also liked "path-giver" for human companion/trainer, and the volcarona describing their victory as "burning away many lives". Those were great fits for the species of pokémon that used them.

There was one metal-sounding bit that did confuse me, though. When discussing the hero's son's successful conquests, does "... sustained its defenders and its absent gods with their flesh and blood" mean he's sacrificing the force-bonded pokémon, or just forcing them to fight? I like describing their enslavement as the pokémon giving their flesh/blood (lives) for the humans, but "sustaining absent gods" seems like a weird way to refer to that. And if it is sacrifice of some kind, then oof, but that's pretty out of left field given the way the city's behaved so far. Leaving horrible details only lightly described is great, but I feel like I'd want a tiiiny bit more of a throughline if that is the case.

Either way, I do love me some good ancient, tragic deeplore! The story was more about that deeplore than it was about sigilyph weirdness itself, but that weirdness was a great way to frame all of that fascinating history. I definitely had my nitpicks, but just because I really vibe with the overall premise and want even more of it, haha. Very well done!

tomatorade

Good choice on sigilyph. I'm really still not sure what they’re supposed to be so you could’ve invented anything and I would have believed it.

The ways the paths are discussed is interesting. I sort of expected the story to be about gradually moving away from them, but that never really happens. Whatever they are, they’re ingrained in the sigilyph and need some sort of direction, which interested me. It especially works in the ending. I really like that last bit of dialogue, it sells the idea that the story itself is another step in this lineage of memory, and that N’s journey is a natural continuation of the myths that were being relayed to him. I also really, really enjoy the tension in N almost desperately wishing for sigilyph to be able to find their own paths and yet still ultimately being the one to give it one. It begs whether it’s even possible for them to self-realize at all. I certainly didn’t pick up on any indication of whether that was true or not over the course of the fic, so who knows. It’s a bit of a thinking man’s fic, this one, leaves us off with a question we can’t quite answer.

As for the memories conveyed, idk. I have mixed thoughts, I guess, but ultimately I enjoyed the interpretation of Unova mythology. Gen 5 has some of my favourite legends specifically for how weird and nebulous their mythology is in the game, as compared to like gen 3 where everyone's just roommates that don’t like each other very much. I’m a fan of mythology generally so I enjoyed the tales on their own merit, they carried that same feeling of ancient myth, being simple on the surface but attempting to tell some great moral. They’re a little more ambiguous than most, not ending in a definitive place, but I think that only works in your favour and makes this fic feel like a continuing of those memories.

I guess my hesitant question is whether they’re fully real or not. Not like that’s a question asked by the fic, really, N just believes them, but you can’t help but ask whether they’re true or not because they seem so constructed as to not be real. Specifically the parallels between the two civilisations being nearly identical (and with how much people talk about their ideals or truths). The fic overall feels very grounded so the myths strain my suspension of disbelief if your intention was for me to believe they’re real. And I guess my problem was that I didn’t think you wanted me to question the mythology. Sigilyph certainly believes in their memories and I never picked up on a hint of unreliable narrator so I ended up not getting fully invested in the myths.

I do wish the sigilyph had a stronger perspective or more involvement in some of the memories they share. Mostly because the story is about them, really, but it’s very easy to forget they’re there in the longer sections until we snap back to the present with N. Having intermission moments for N to reflect help a little, but I feel more could have been done because I was still having that issue while reading. It does get better nearer to the end, when the memories are shorter and the sigilyph itself feels more involved.

As for some smaller nitpicks, it bothered me a little how shocked everyone (well, mostly scraggy and zoroark, but N, too, sometimes) was basically whenever sigilyph said something mildly weird. None of what the sigilyph said really felt like it warranted that much of a reaction and certainly not the fourth or fifth time. Also scraggy was kinda annoying ngl. I think he just had very stupid objections that didn’t add much and that took me out of it a little bit.

Overall, I thought this was a pretty great fic. As said, I don’t know what sigilyph’s whole deal is, so it was very fun to see you flesh out their worldbuilding and give their species a unique character. The fic itself is very well made, I had little issue with the prose or structure. Maybe you could have a greater indication for when we’re in or out of a memory, but that wasn’t really a big issue and could disrupt the pace with some of the shorter memories, so it could go either way. I also enjoyed the ambiguity of the end. Normally more open stories can struggle but for what you were trying to convey, I think that was a good decision. This feels like a middle chapter in a longer fic, but in a good way. It’s not as though I felt there was missing information or context that would have helped, but the way the fic is written makes it feel like there’s a lot of substance both before and after that help it feel lived in. The beginning and end are also really great in this aspect. Very late-in-early-out, I was hooked up until the end and then I wanted more.

Windskull

I think this is a really interesting one! The thing that stands out the most to me on this is that you don’t just take the strange dex entries for sigilyph and write about them, but you speculate on what they would really mean for the pokemon and from there, extrapolate how modern society might intersect with that, something that ties in really well to the framing device of talking to N, of all people.

Most of the story is focused on the build up of how we got where we are today, with the story of the now-lost civilization and how it ties back into the main plot of BW with reshiram and zekrom. But by the end, we get to what all this lore means for a sigilyph living in the desert area today. And I think it does that pretty well.

I don’t really have any notable critiques. Maybe there were a few sections here and there that felt a tad long-winded for my personal tastes, and perhaps it feels a bit disconnected from the action at times due to the nature of the story’s framing device. The framing device didn’t quite click with me, but I think that’s personal preference rather than a failing of the story itself.

Overall, it’s pretty good. I didn’t notice any spelling or grammar issues.

Nice work!
 

Negrek

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"A Fluffy Start to a Contestant's Journey" by CuteBunnyGirl


Lisia was walking along route 115, going towards Rustboro City for her first contest. She had learned a lot about pokemon contests from her uncle Wallace, who was not only a contest star but also the Sootopolis City gym leader. She was excited, yet somewhat nervous. After all, she was not well prepared. She hadn’t even decided what pokemon she would use.

In fact, to make things worse she didn’t even have a pokemon of her own yet. Her uncle had borrowed her a Lotad named Lily so that she could use it to battle and catch her first pokemon. But considering the contest she felt it was somewhat unfair to use a pokemon that wasn’t her own. So she would have to catch a pokemon before the contest started, and that would happen in a few hours.

As the clock was ticking, she needed to come up with something fast. Would she just have to catch the first pokemon she came across, regardless of how well it would fare? Or would she have to use Lily, even if she felt it could be considered cheating?

Suddenly, she could feel something gently landing on her head. As she looked up, she saw the face of a small blue bird-like pokemon with fluffy white wings that resembled clouds. She looked at it with her pokedex, discovering that it was a normal and flying type pokemon named Swablu.


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

What a precious and cute story! This is short, sweet and is indeed a fluffy start to the contestants story. Bringing together Lisia and the entry for Swablu about perching like a hat is a lovely idea. I appreciated the short and simple nature of this entry.

I was pretty surprised that she was that close to the contest and still hadn’t yet found a pokemon hah! Makes sense though, she comes off as pretty young. I’m guessing this is like a junior type of contest. Including the detail of loaner pokemon for young kids is a very nice addition that helps explain aspects, and I like that she felt it might not be right to use a pokemon that wasn’t her own.

Unfortunately, I think on a story level it didn’t quite impact me strongly. A story like this doesn’t need to be especially long but a bit more of Lisia’s internality would help elevate it. Showing a bit more of her progression from nervous, and weaving in (for example) the idea that Swablu helps her feel at ease might help show their bond.

Particularly since the reward for the contest is a Mega Stone, I think showing a bit more bonding and character between them and a small obstacle to overcome (perhaps Swablu was nervous to sing!).

The reason being, I think showing this would elevate the dex entry by showing more depth. Why do Swablu perch on peoples heads? The above example is but one possibility. There could be any number of reasons but elaborating more, even in a few paragraphs, can help strengthen the lovely little tale you already have.

The dex entry is used here but not truly unpacked fully, and I do hope if you feel like editing this would be focused on more. Explore the reason or circumstance behind the entry and weave that into the story and narrative.

Phoenixsong

This was short and sweet, and very cute! It gives a good sense that Lisia is a brand-new contest coordinator with brand-new pokémon, and that they've got a long journey ahead together to look forward to. I especially enjoyed the bit where Lisia used Lily to try and capture Ali but ended up taking a water gun to the face for her trouble. A classic slapstick comedy moment, and just the sort of funny little incident you can definitely see happening to a novice trainer.

The fic gets its point across perfectly clearly, but it was so simple and direct that it didn't leave much room for excitement, more of a summary than a fleshed-out story. Brief summaries do have their place in fiction, but it's often more enjoyable for readers to experience the major, exciting events of the story alongside the characters, rather than just be told "And then this happened. And then the next thing happened. And then everyone felt this way about it." This means slowing the pace of your storytelling down a little bit and going into more detail about the events taking place, and exploring how your characters react to what's going on.

For example, it turns out that Ali is the very first pokémon Lisia encounters, which the story says is something she was potentially worried about. Taking a little extra time to tell us whether swablu fits Lisia's definition of a pokémon that "would fare well" or "would not fare well" can be a fun way to show that she feels lucky that Ali turned out to be the first pokémon that she found—or alternatively that she doesn't think he'll work out well at all, but then is pleasantly surprised when she gets an idea for a cute new appeal they can do (whichever is the case for her in your story).

Another thing I'd have loved to see more of was the contest itself. We only get the one paragraph of Lisia and Ali's appeal, but we don't know anything about the other competitors at all. It doesn't feel like much of a competition! Of course, Lisia and Ali are the main characters here, and their appeal was the one that really mattered to the story, so you don't need to spend pages and pages explaining every single detail of every single appeal that every other contestant made that day. If you want to keep the story very simple, even an overview of what the other pokémon and their appeals were can give your readers a better picture of the whole contest and the odds Lisia and Ali are facing. Even something as quick as (random examples, you can of course come up with whatever you think sounds best) "One woman had her numel bounce around while spraying sparkly embers from its hump like little fireworks, while an old man turned a jump rope as his kirlia skipped and twirled through the air" could work for you here. This lets your readers see for themselves that, yeah, those other appeals were cute and all, but look how much cuter Ali's turned out to be! It's much more exciting for readers to watch the characters win against something than it is to just read "they won" and not even bother with the rest of the competition.

In terms of "Weird and Wonderful", I'd guess this is based on the pokédex entries that say swablu likes to perch on people's heads and looks like a fluffy hat when it does. That is a supremely adorable fact, and I've always loved that little detail, but where it falls down for me is that it doesn't really get explored in any way beyond what the pokédex entries already tell us.

The fluffy hat factoid would've landed better for me as a prompt if I could've gotten a sense of why, according to Lisia or to the audience members/judges watching the appeal, that was a contest-winning move. Is swablu hat-perching on people's heads something no one has seen before in the world of your story? Is there a certain way in which hat-Ali really matches Lisia's outfit? Did Lisia do anything in her part of the performance that took advantage of the fact she was wearing a "hat", like maybe strike a specific pose? Again, those are all just random spitballs, and it might be that none of them exactly fit what you were picturing, which is fine. But coming up with your own way to tell us more about specifically what happened and why it was so interesting to the characters goes that extra step toward making the story about swablu's cute fluffy hat-ness and how Lisia learned to get creative with it.

In a technical sense, this was solid and easy to understand aside from a few small mistakes, but nothing that hurt the clarity of the story you wanted to tell. Well done there! But overall, while it was clear, it just wasn't especially exciting for a story about a character's very first big contest. For future works, I'd encourage you to try being a bit more adventurous with your description and the amount of detail you go into when sharing what happens to the characters. "Add more detail" can be a tricky suggestion to work with (the dreaded "show, don't tell" tip that gets misunderstood and misadvised all the time); adding description that's fun and relevant while at the same time not going overboard into boring stuff that doesn't actually matter for your fic is a real balancing act, especially if you're not used to writing that way. (And it takes more time to do, which is a very fair concern when working toward a contest deadline!) But the more you give your readers to experience and react to—even if it's just a little at a time—the more fun they'll have following the story alongside the characters as it happens, and the more they'll be able to appreciate the nervousness, tension, and excitement of your characters and the people and world around them.

tomatorade

As it stands now, this feels like a decent outline for a longer story. Really, the most pertinent criticism I can give this is that it needs more of everything, broadly. It’s not impossible to tell a very good, very short, short story, but those tend to focus in on something very specific rather than tell a complete story, and the amount you’re trying to cover here is more in the realm of a story a couple thousand words and up. It desperately needs detail to fill in and flesh out the world, character and plot.

I hate to break out the show don’t tell, but I think that’s your best friend in this case. There are a lot of instances where you explain Lisia’s feelings or history very simply and those moments could all be expanded into their own scenes that would do a great job fleshing out this story.

In terms of focus, I also think that the final moments of the actual contest should have a lot more weight than they do now. It’s the final performance and should have that weight within the story. As things stand now, it reads about the same as the other events and lacks an emotional catharsis or a feeling of finality to the story.

I think there’s a good core here—I like the ideas of the story and it fits within the prompt of the contest. The idea of showcasing the strange talents of pokemon in a contest format is different and interesting and could likely be pushed further in this direction. Like, why stop at just one? I feel like it would be interesting, in a fully realised contest scene, to really get creative with what Lisia and her opponents’ pokemon can do. You have a lot of opportunity in the concept if you decide to pursue it further.


Windskull

So to start off, I want to say that this feels like a cute little snippet out of a character’s journey. We only focus on one small thing, but it’s fitting for a short story for this type of contest. And I do really think the concept behind it is absolutely adorable. And there are some fun gag moments, like Lisia getting sprayed in the face because she ordered Lily to attack while the swablu was still on her head.

That said, while I do find swablu liking to act as a hat cute and is strange, it doesn’t feel that strange in the grand scheme of the pokemon world, if that makes sense.

The only other notable critique I have has to do with conflict in the story. The issue is that… there really isn’t much of a conflict. Lisia sets out to do the thing she wants and almost perfectly succeeds, with the only minor setback being missing the first water gun attack. I would have liked to see her have some struggle. Maybe she could have struggled more with catching Ali. Maybe she had to convince Wallace to let her borrow his lotad. Or maybe we could have seen a push and pull with the other contest entrants, and have to see Lisia come up with something on the fly to win back the judges.

I did notice a few grammatically strange sentences. For example:

[Her uncle had borrowed her a Lotad named Lily]
A more gramatically correct word choice would be “had lent her a Lotad” instead of borrowed.

[The Swablu seemed curious but didn't move from Lilia’s head.]
There’s a misspelling of Lisia’s name here.

Overall, I think you have a lot of potential. If this was fleshed out more, it could be something really fun! But right now, I think it needs just a bit more work.
 

Negrek

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"For Your Eyes Only" by Negrek
First Place Smeargle Flight


October 10th

So I think I met an alien today. Or
something pretending to be human that isn’t. A ditto or a legend in disguise, who knows?

Every time I come back to that, I have to think to myself, "Wow, Rachel. Racist much?" People look different, they talk different, but that doesn't mean they
aren't human.

Okay, I admit it. I tried the two-mirror thing on her that the internet says you're supposed to use to check for Latias. Didn't work. Also, I'm definitely a bad person.

I'm trying to write this all down before it gets really out of hand. Before I do something wildly inappropriate, like try to follow this poor woman home and see if she sleeps upside-down like a zubat or something.

So here it is, my corkboard-covered-in-string insane rambling about how this woman is an alien, or a time traveler, or something, here in my diary where it can't hurt anybody.


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

Despite being for my eyes only there are several eyes on this fic. Hmm.... very sus. (/j). From the get go I was both captivated and had no idea where this story was going. I was intrigued by the journal format and I found a lot of the MC’s voice really shines through and makes it come alive for me.

I love this story so much for how it pulls from different dex entries and links them, and thoroughly feels like it explores its own premise very well. It creates characters and lets us experience the situation through said characters, and then plays out to a very interesting conclusion.

The character and voices really shine here. Checkers and the MC’s relationship is a very nice depiction of a partnership with a human. I like hearing the little details of how she and Checkers interact, and how Checkers desire to explore evolves. Hearing how Dedenne could just chat with each other in Lumiose and how the MC would put the radio on for Checkers was sweet.

The unfolding mystery and progression was also super satisfying and well-paced. I think it spends just enough time elaborating to give an understanding of the circumstances while still leaving a lot of mystery.

Using the Unown themselves to communicate to the MC via the journal was frankly inspired and clever and I loved that. ‘We are language not understanding’ is a fantastic line.

I felt so bad for the MC at the end though, parting with a friend is never easy! But it was nice to see MC come to terms with Checker’s newfound passion over the course of several entries and eventually say goodbye.

I will say the “neanderthal” conclusion was rather surprising to me, I rather expected some other term or to stick with the alien moniker but I think it seems like an in-character conclusion so I’ll accept that. It felt oddly “our world” of a term to use. But then again we have the Minnesota vikings I guess so hah.

What the other world is and what it's like and what exactly happened to the Unown that made the worlds split but not in an offputting way, more an intriguing way. It gave the feel of a mysterious entry or bit of lore like pokemon so often likes to drop, which is exactly fitting for this contest.

Great story! I can’t think of much qualms I had with this. There was one minor accidental formatting or copy paste error near the start, and the Neanderthal was a bit jarring personally, but that's fairly minor. Overall this entry hit every beat for me in terms of depth, exploration of theme, intriguing characters and interesting plot!

Phoenixsong

We've had plenty of entries this flight that have taken multiple different weird lore bits from the same species/family and expand on them in really cool ways, but I think you're the only one who grabbed two totally unrelated species and katamari'd their bizarro lore into something that still makes total sense, so huge props out of the gate for pulling that off so well. Would not have clocked dedenne and unown meshing so well together, and I absolutely was not expecting Neanderthals—wild, but a fun ride the whole way through!

Rachel's a fun narrator, and I adored the way her personality just shines through her writing, her frustration with herself/her situation, and the way she steadily works things out as she goes. The flow of her thoughts feels natural and authentically diary-like, too.

The relationship between Checkers and Rachel was really touching. I loved that she'd consider moving back to Lumiose just for him, if it really had turned out that missing the dedennetwork was what he wanted. Her attachment to him comes across strong, and you can feel clearly in her writing when she's exasperated with him, worried about him, already missing him before he's even gone. Checkers was adorable, but headstrong and very much his own mouse. I think you pulled off a good balance of showing that they do care about each other while also being unable to communicate clearly with one another, and that sometimes that causes problems that end up stinging when they come to light (e.g., Rachel feeling like Checkers didn't try to tell her that he really wanted to go explore). It was definitely sad when Checkers went ahead and said goodbye, but it did leave me hopeful that he'll make an effort to see Rachel again or at least find a way to contact her.

And then suddenly Neanderthals, lol. It feels a little out of nowhere at first, especially without the context of reading the relevant unown report, but comes together nicely by the end. Rachel being unable to place what's subtly different about the Neanderthal woman and scrambling wildly to describe it (aliens! legendaries! uhhhh) was great. It's too bad that the reason they're not around anymore is because they were actively afraid of humans totally subsuming their people/culture, but at least they've found their own safe space, eh?

(The Neanderthals' belief that written language "steals" or "kills" unown is fun. It feels sort of like the idea that cameras and photographs could have some kind of effect on your soul. When your culture's entire interaction with language is literally interacting with living language, I can definitely see that making sense!)

The unown "writing" in Rachel's diary was also a fun touch—a neat way to inject a little active conversation into what's otherwise recountings of things that already happened. Loved Rachel's deadpan response to text suddenly materializing into her private diary. (The lack of punctuation other than I and ? was also a nice detail.) The unown had a believably unown perspective, different from both Rachel and the Neanderthal woman, and I liked seeing the handful of things they themselves had trouble grasping when Rachel tried to ask or explain. I did get a little confused myself at one point when Rachel was having trouble following the unown's line of discussion from Neanderthals to other worlds and they blurted out "YOU MUST ALWAYS CHOOSE YOUR BELIEF"—I'm not really sure what they thought belief had to do with that question? It is a fun perspective for them to have in general, but it feels like that might've made more sense as a response to something like wondering why the Neanderthals thought humans were killing the unown, or a similar topic.

The only major thing I felt I was missing was more information about the unown/Neanderthal world as the unown explained it, rather than just Rachel's summary of that explanation. This sets up such an intriguing setting, and I'd love to know more about it! I do understand that that just wouldn't work well with this first-person, journal-style format, though. Rachel only knows what she knows and is learning all this across something of a communication barrier, and there's only so much you're gonna write in your journal when you barely understand it yourself (and when what you're really writing about is how confused and frustrated and sad you are). Consider me a guaranteed reader if you ever do write another fic expanding on this, though!

The prose and style were clean, crisp, and full of that personality throughout. Any mistakes were minimal and largely just formatting errors/minor typos, like one of the headings being too small or a "watcing" instead of "watching", although at the end of the first page it looks like dedenne's dex entry got pasted into the middle of a sentence. The one part I do have a small question about is in the October 18th entry: there's a missing period at the end of "... or he did something stupid and got stuck in one of the chambers", which might just be missing punctuation, but when I first read it something made me think there could've been more to that sentence that might've been cut off. Flagging it just in case either way.

I had a great time with this one, and it was a really fun doubling down on the theme as well. Excellent work!

tomatorade

First off, there’s an unfortunate insertion of the dedenne entry left in at the end of the first diary entry. Sorry lol.

But this was a weird great little fic. I feel like I complain a lot about it, but that’s mostly because I got pretty engaged pretty quickly. Your premise was very strong for that and enough to carry me through the fic almost on its own.

I like the synergy of weird pokedex entries you found for this. They’re all very strange and I think give this a very magical realism vibe, which is hard to achieve in any sort of fantasy setting. The combination of strange is believably odd even for the pokemon world and I found it very unique and interesting. Plus, the details themselves happen to be interesting. My favourite little detail is dedenne having a little radio network and the difference between Lumiose and Violet city in that regard. It gives us a strangely human comparison to make since that feeling of difference is pervasive even in real life.

The unown stuff also works. Personally, I’m iffy on them as a concept but that’s not your fault it’s gamefreaks, and you use them well for your story, which is to say just enough. It was an important point to make the weird reality-warping entities not want anything to do with humanity lol.

I have some conflicted thoughts now. The diary entry format is an interesting choice that is necessary for all the unown stuff (well not necessary, but cleverly used, I suppose) and for all that I think it works well. However, I also think it hurts the characters in this case. Checkers, especially, is sort of a void of thought. We mostly get vague information on what he thinks or why he does anything until it’s just straight explained to us near the end, which is a problem in this case because he’s the one that drives the story. It’s all very weird. For her part, Rachel doesn’t help this much. I think the diary entries filter her personality and emotional reactions a lot so that she seems perpetually exasperated and flippant and quite passive, even in what should be emotional moments. I don’t feel her anger at the neanderthal suggesting Checkers come with her, for instance. I also wish we could’ve seen her and Checkers actually apologise to each other. The way it stands now, Rachel is upset that he decided to leave and not tell her anything (which she is right to be, for the record) then she talks to him in between diary entires and we’re told it went well, which is a little disappointing. This all feels like it should be the emotional core to the story but it ends on a disappointing note.

And I think that’s the core of my problem with this fic. Everyone seems to kind of hate each other. There’s not a lot of awe or wonder at interacting with the neanderthal and the unown and I guess there doesn’t have to be, but emotionally it reads a little sour. The only person who wants to be there is Checkers. Honestly it might have been interesting to have written from his perspective given how much agency he has and how important the things he thinks should be to the story, but once again, that sacrifices the cool unown stuff which I liked.

I want to like the ending. I can see the vision there, but generally, and partly because of things I’ve already said, I don’t think there’s enough in the relationship between Checkers and Rachel shown for the emotion to really come through watching him leave. It feels intentionally bittersweet but more towards the bitter in this case.

An interesting thought I had that you don’t have to answer outside or inside the fic is who is reading this? The way you end things off leaves the implication that somebody could be reading this diary and on a repeat read I engaged with it as if I was the one that found it, which was strange and interesting. It was a good way to end the fic, in any case. With a lot of diary or epistolary fiction the question hangs over it of why it starts and ends the way it does and this was well justified, I can't imagine Rachel destroying it.

Windskull

So first off, I love the really cool experimental way this fic was written. I’m a sucker for unusual story telling styles like journal entries, but then you take it a step further by having the unown directly communicate with the main character through the journal, which is a fun concept.

One thing I really like about this is that you didn’t just take one weird pokemon tidbit, but multiple, and created a story that speculates on what would happen if those weird things intersect. You’ve got all the weirdness of the unown, the ruins of alph in general, and dedenne, a pokemon that would presumably be impacted by the weird radio stuff.

Then there’s the plot itself, and the throughline of Checkers wanting to go to the other world and his trainer having to deal with their feelings on the matter that binds it all together. I think it’s a decently relatable story, with the concept of realizing that, even though your friend cares, you have different needs and may need to part ways.

[I would like some PRIVACY for this entry, please. I know we already did the song and dance where I tried writing on other things and you showed up anyway, so I may as well go back to the diary.]
I wanted to react to this line specifically, because it got a giggle out of me. This poor person keeps trying to process their thoughts on their dedenne wanting to leave and can’t catch a break. We don’t get to see it because we only see the diary, but we know it’s happening and I can feel the exasperation in this line.

One thing I want to point out, because I’m not sure it was intentional, is that Dedene’s pokedex entry is in the middle of the prose. I’m not sure if this was intentional or if it was accidently inserted here:
[I hoped writing all of this out wouldDedenne, the Antenna Pokémon. Dedenne communicates long distance with other Dedenne by sending radio waves through its antenna-like whiskers. make me realize how silly it is.]

Also, I did see one Typo here: [If the Neanderthals want to stay hidden, I don't think want to expose them.] There’s an “I” missing.

Aside from that, I do kind of wish Checkers was introduced as a dedenne within the first entry, but it’s still established early enough and naturally enough that I don’t think it’s too much of a problem.

Other than that, though, I don’t have any critiques. I think this is a pretty good one!
 

Negrek

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"Future Sight" by The Walrein



“Eito, there’s something I need to show you. We’re going to go to the cliff near the dead spruce tree.”

Eito looked at his mother skeptically. “You said you’d seen a Sneasel hanging out around there. You told me to stay away from it.”

“I lied. There’s a Xatu there. If I’d told you earlier you would’ve gone hopping there on your own as soon as you thought I wasn’t looking,” the old Natu clucked.

“A Xatu?” Eito had never seen one before. “Aren’t they… dangerous? Wait, who was it? Was it Yuma?”

“I don’t know who it was. And they are dangerous. But maybe seeing one will convince you to stop ‘forgetting’ your everstone. Not every Natu is fortunate enough to have one, you know.”

“I don’t forget it, I just- it throws off my balance,” Eito protested. “And, it’s not like I fight a lot, I’m not in any danger of evolving anytime soon.”


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

I loved how wacky and existential you went with the lore here. The straightforward interpretation of Xatu staying still out of fear of the terrible things they've foreseen in the future would just be to have them see some literal terrible things happening - but you blend it all gleefully with the various philosophical paradoxes of simulations and fake worlds, and it makes this a much more fun kind of brainteaser that kept me guessing as to where it was going next.

I also enjoyed the opening couple of scenes, with Eito and his mother. These have a very different feel to them, more of a horror story: Natu mustn't evolve, because if they do they're doomed to go insane and die. The image of the Xatu staring into the sun with bloodshot eyes as she wastes away is unsettling and creates the right sort of intrigue about why this happens and how, and the backstory about the war of the Amenders and Preservers teases at what it means but doesn't explain it, driving us onward to learn more.

I did think the structure of the story ultimately comes out a bit strangely, though. We get these scenes with Eito and his mother, establishing a world where Natu are cautioned they must never, ever evolve; Eito has an Everstone, but others who aren't that lucky apparently just have to try to watch out that they don't. And then... we jump straight to a world where Eito, as an adult, has in fact evolved but is fine, and actually Xatu do important forecasting work for the Future Foundation, which is a whole thing with its own elaborate worldwide infrastructure. It's difficult to properly reconcile this world with the world that Eito lived in as a child, and it goes completely unremarked upon. My natural assumption was Eito would be extremely apprehensive about evolving when he grows up, after all of his mother's warnings and the explicit statement that the sight of the dying Xatu would remain with him. But the modern-day portion of the story doesn't address this at all - we just see that he has evolved, with not so much as an offhand remark in the narration that he'd ever been reluctant to do so. Did the Future Foundation exist at all when he was younger? He doesn't seem that old, just maybe equivalent to a human in their late twenties or early thirties at most - how many years has it been, and if the Future Foundation was only founded in the interim, how is it already so powerful and omnipresent? Or did it always exist and they just hadn't heard of it somehow? What did it take to convince Eito that never mind, you'll be fine if you evolve, and then you can come work for the Future Foundation and use Future Sight, the move your mom told you horror stories about? Even if the Future Foundation convinced him all their security measures meant it was fine, does he not think of that memorable time he saw a dying Xatu at all when Torin tries to get him to teach himself Future Sight unofficially? We skip over all these questions that the abrupt transition obviously invites, and it feels difficult to reconcile when the two worlds portrayed are so apparently different - they feel like two entirely different stories from different genres.

So, while I like the prologue with Eito's mom, in itself, I'm almost inclined to say the story this ends up being might ultimately be better without it - or perhaps if it were about an entirely different young Natu, sometime in the distant past. I have no problem buying this PMD world where the Future Foundation is a thing and Eito works there - only with the apparent unaddressed proximity of that world to the world of the first few scenes!

I'm also not sure I totally buy the ending, harrowing as it is. What's being implied is that the curse on Xatu is specifically that they're utterly unable to bear the thought of being in a fake world that will cease to exist, meaning that once they realize how Future Sight works, all they can do is obsessively try using it over and over to verify that the world they're in is real, correct? But Eito realizes after trying Future Sight once that actually it doesn't prove anything about the world he's currently in being real because he would have a memory of it working either way. Why even keep doing it, then, if he realizes actually it can't reassure him of anything after all? I have a hard time actually following his thought process into his tragic end when he casually has that realization and then just keeps doing it anyway, and that dampens the impact of an otherwise neat, twisted ending.

Also, something that confused me a bit: when Verity explained Future Sight to Eito and revealed to him definitively that he was in a fake world, that seems to have been more confusing than truly existentially horrifying to him. Rather than immediately cracking at the realization, as one would think would happen if the thought of the world being fake is so completely unbearable, he instead has the wherewithal to go write up all this so he can show it to his past self (which probably should have been an obviously terrible idea - he knows the curse is supposedly triggered when Xatu use Future Sight and see themselves!). I guess I would take this to mean real insanity comes with the uncertainty, but the lucid dream he had foreshadowing the nature of the curse also involved definitively realizing he was in a dream, so that doesn't seem to fit - that was a profoundly unsettling experience that shocked him to his core, right? It doesn't seem like he has nearly the same degree of reaction to learning the world he's in really is fake as he has to learning it theoretically, potentially could be. (Though maybe the idea is that, because in the fake world Future Sight doesn't work, in that world Xatu aren't afflicted by the curse, and thus fake-world Eito isn't affected by it and can't quite viscerally see it coming that he's dooming his real self?)

On the whole, though, I thought this was a really creative take and I enjoyed the clever worldbuilding of it a lot. It shows that you thought a lot about the premise and about how seeing the future could truly be exploited in a world where it's a relatively commonplace power, and it's a great ride through exploring the wacky implications of it.

Inyssa

The concept for this story grabbed my interest from the beginning, as I’ve always been a fan of the Xatu dex entry and seeing that explored through a PMD fic is a great way to do it, as you can get into the mon’s head a lot better. So in that regard, good on starting the fic right by immediately hooking the reader with the premise. Though I was a little lost at first as to what was going on exactly; I think focusing a bit more on the setting and what’s around the two main characters as they advance could help in that regard.

But anyway, this one really sticks to the core of the prompt itself, which is half the battle for these events lol. The Pokemon weirdness is on full display and the whole fic revolves around exploring that, it’s not just about the characters but the concept, which I like.

The biggest strength of this one-shot is the worldbuilding, without a doubt. Very thorough care is put into not only what the place of each Pokemon is within this world but also the intricacies of Pokemon moves and how they work both outwardly and inwardly for these Pokemon. I was very impressed by the in-depth explanation of how these Pokemon use Bestow, for example, and all of these scenes with the TMs and the different moves are of course a way to prepare the reader for the truth of how Future Sight works, it’s good that it’s sprinkled all throughout and you don’t realize until the end. Just really solid in that department, I had a blast reading all those parts.

And while the twist at the end and Eito’s fate were impactful, I felt like the final build-up to it with the Absol explaining to him how the move works and how they’re in a fake world, while really damn cool conceptually, was a bit too mechanically obtuse to the point I had to reread a couple times to get the gist of it, which kinda halted that building sense of dread. But that’s just a nitpick. In all honesty, I don’t know how I could’ve written it to flow better, and the reveal still had a good impact.

The characters themselves, save for maybe Eito, didn’t have much of a presence save to serve the story being told, but for once I don’t really mind it, since this comes off as more of a fable, a cautionary tale for Xatu than something that puts a lot of emphasis into the characters and their relationships, and considering this is a one-shot I think it was a good choice to focus on its strengths instead.

That’s my overall opinion, that it’s a very well-executed concept that landed the punch it intended to, without overstaying its welcome. I had a good time reading it!

Panoramic_Vacuum

Properly haunting lore for a pokemon that, prior to this, I probably would not have assumed might have such problems. On one hand, it makes you wonder why other psychic-types don’t suffer the same fate, but on the other, this is in direct reference to Xatu’s ‘dex entry, so it would make sense the spotlight stays on that species. I think I had only had such a thought because the fic had such expansive worldbuilding and lore, from the history of the world, to a new future where that history has been grown and expanded and worked into a way to improve society, that I naturally wanted to learn more about how this world operates beyond the specifics of Xatu.

Speaking of, the worldbuilding in this fic is extensive and in-depth; impressive for such a short fic. There’s a lot of thought and care put into how a pokemon’s biology, typing, moveset, and more influence the world and how it works. I especially like the way the future world has set up checks and balances for Xatu’s powers. However, I do feel at times the way in which information is presented sometimes interferes with the flow of the story. There are places where info and lore could be more closely woven into the narrative.

I like how our main character, Eito, grows throughout this story. He starts out as a capricious kid; ever curious and ever rebellious in his quest to learn more. I enjoy that the story opens with a cautionary tale, as it’s ever more haunting when things go awry for Eito despite his mother’s teachings. I found a few scene breaks a little confusing; the timeskip from young Eito to older Eito was especially jarring, mostly because I did not expect the story to jump forward in time like it did. But seeing how the concept of time and self does get played with later in this fic, I can see why scene breaks don’t overly telegraph exactly how much time has passed between them.

Upon finishing this fic, I find myself both satisfied and wanting more. There’s so much care put into the world and Eito’s conundrum, but that level of detail also makes me want the gaps filled in with even more information. But, this is just one tale in a much larger world filled with so much wonder, and in some cases, dread.

Umbramatic

Ohoho this is about Xatu huh? Interesting.

This Natu is being kept away from their own kind and given an Everstone because Xatu are "dangerous".... It's kind of crazy to fear your own evolved form.

And the Natu is being chastised by another Natu that's it's mom which is crazier. It's almost like evolving into Xatu is unnatural.

"Not even the Dark types will eat their corpses"

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LMAO the Sneasel fakeout.

Okay yeah for Xatu evolution means DEATH. No wonder the Naytu avoid it at all costs. I like the little Natu's insinuation that it's not fair that THEIR evolution is cursed.

Apparently the story is Xatu were OP and Gamefreak had to nerf them. I like all the described ways of Xatu abusing their power to see the future.

Ok "a move called computer" made me laugh out loud.

"Xatu invented war" is not the lore i was expecting to see today.

Absol of course is the one true Xatu counter. And it scans Darkrai is the source of THE CURSE

Wait, Eito evolved??? What happened???? Is he gonna die???????

Hypno not having mouths is somehow more horrifying than all the Xatu lore.

Ah, seems he has managed to harness Future Sight without going insane...... for now

Not-Pokemon in the dungeons? That ain't good.

RIP Etio isn't trusted with full time police duty

Ah, the Xatu only go insane if they see themselves in the future. I feel like there's a metaphor here but I can't place what it is.

I love the notion of dreaming being straight-up horrifying to Xatu.

Ah yes, make Etio go insane so you can impress your date, that'll go REAL smoothly.

Lmao it doesn't even work

Or does it? Now they're rounding up all the Xatui over a Future Sight breach. That ain't good.

Trapped in the woods with an Absol and Trevenant! Oh no!

But I guess the Absol is on Etio's side? And also killed the Trevenant partner. Welp.

Oh there's an important wrinkle. Future Sight shows a world without future sight or else the whole thing loops in on itself like a very temporal pretzel.

And that's the other kicker they're TRAPPED IN THE VISION

Yeah man what is real if it all could be some Future Sight ilusion?

Oh no. Oh no no no no. He's spamming it.

THE CURSE! THE CURSE GOT HIM!!!!! And then Etio was a zombie.

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This one was mostly pretty satisfying. It does a good job of building a narrative out of Xatu's ability to see the future, and the twist ending kicked me in the teeth. I have two main criticisms:

-Honestly the beginning and the end of this story were what popped the most for me and the middle, while important for setting things up, felt kinda slow in comparison. I guess due to it being a lot of exposition on the time cops mixed with general PMD shenanigans. Maybe by showing more of the time cops in action rather than just explaining about them could help.

-The revelation that Future Sight doesn't work inside a Future Sight bubble could have been... ironically, better foreshadowed. As is now it just kind of comes out of nowhere when it's pretty important info for the narrative.

But this is a really fun take on Xatu, an underrated Pokemon. Gonna hand my next Natu an Everstone...
 

Negrek

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"Guiding Light" by droopy yard



This is just fabulous.

Here I am, wandering around the forest with absolutely no idea of where the hell I am. I’ve been walking for hours but can’t seem to find my way out. I was using the map feature on my new Pokédex but it’s run out of battery. How was I supposed to know I needed to charge it?

Worst part? It’s nighttime and I’ve got no food and barely any water. I don’t even have the proper gear to be sleeping out here in the forest. I was supposed to make it to the city before now. I don’t even have food to feed my new Pokémon, but thankfully I read somewhere that Pokéballs drastically slow metabolism, so they should be fine. Myself on the other hand…

I look up and dump the remains of my water into my mouth. I read somewhere that you should just drink when you’re thirsty instead of saving your water for later when lost. Of course, I don’t remember where I read that, but whatever. I gotta be getting close to the city by now anyway.

I keep walking but find no signs of getting closer. Did I underestimate how far the walk would be? Or am I going the wrong way? Without a map, I have no way of knowing. Maybe Mom was right, I wasn’t ready to be a trainer. Maybe I should’ve just stayed home till I was ready like she said…


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

The various horror-oriented Pokémon lore is always fun to explore and a natural fit for this sort of contest. The portrayal of the flame's hypnotic quality making Cody just irrationally feel like it's guiding him somewhere safe even as his energy is being gradually drained and his vision is blurring is nicely eerie. I enjoyed Cody's running worries that he's proving his mom right that he's not cut out to be a trainer, Michael's quiet exasperation, and the way they strike up a bit of a friendship - Michael may be frustrated with Cody, but ultimately he's just a good guy who wants to help him find his footing as a trainer, encouraging in his own irritated way, and that's sweet.

That said, though, Cody's unpreparedness and him striking up this little friendship with Michael feels much more like the center of this story than the actual lore that the contest is about. The bit with Cody following the Litwick is a relatively small part of it, and half of his subsequent conversation with Michael isn't even about the Litwick in particular - we more or less just hear the Pokédex entry and then we move on to other things. This means the story doesn't do too much to really explore that lore - we see the Pokédex entry play out, sure, but there's not much else going on with the Litwick here to make this story truly stand out, compared to what anyone else reading the same Pokédex entry might have written. Ideally, in this contest, I would have liked to see you delve into it in a bit more depth!

I have to admit I did also feel a bit frustrated with Cody myself at times here. I didn't question him being led on by the Litwick per se - the narration sounds like it has a hypnotic influence that stops him from questioning it and makes him feel as if it's guiding him to safety even though it isn't. But then, when Michael shows him the Pokédex entry, he doesn't even connect it to the light he saw... and when Michael patiently spells out that the light was a Litwick, Cody's first reaction is still being convinced the light was actually guiding him somewhere (even though by now he presumably wouldn't be under the Litwick's influence anymore, and thinking back on it should probably make it pretty obvious that something really weird was going on!), and even then he continues to be confused for several more lines. This was all literally in the Pokédex entry he just showed you, Cody! He's just very slow on the uptake, and it feels like a bit much. And the ways in which he's unprepared also feel like a bit much at times: he went out into the wilderness without even asking his explicitly supportive dad what he might want to take with him? No food, barely any water, jacket chosen only for looks, going through the forest despite warnings?

And some of Cody's ignorance just left me scratching my head a bit. At the beginning he mentions there was this one case of a trainer being found dead here in the woods, with the life having somehow left his body, but nobody could explain how he'd died. Cody says he probably should've been more cautious before taking this route because of that, but the long way around would've taken forever. But then later on, Michael says there are signs all over the place warning about Litwick specifically, and Cody remembers seeing them but just figured he'd get through the woods before nightfall. But this implies that Cody should've already known about the specific danger of Litwick in the woods, not just about this one trainer dying in an unknown manner! Even if Cody didn't make the connection between the Litwick signs and that one trainer, why didn't the news report he saw make that connection, if the danger of Litwick is well known enough that there are a bunch of signs about it? And surely if he read the signs but figured he'd be fine because he'd be out before nightfall, by the time night falls he should be thinking back to those signs again, especially when he's already thinking about the other reason to think the forest might be dangerous. This all just doesn't really add up; it feels to me like you were writing this on the fly, initially assumed nobody knew about the dangers of Litwick and all that was known was that something had mysteriously drained the life of this one trainer once, and then wound up changing your mind later while writing the Michael conversation. There's nothing wrong with writing a story like this on the fly and changing your mind on something partway through, of course, but if you do it's worth going back through the story to make sure everything is actually consistent with what you ended up with - otherwise you might end up with something strange.

Finally, some of the writing mechanics are a bit shaky here, with some errors (it's Magikarp, not Magicarp) and a lot of random shifts between past and present tense. Try to be very diligent about keeping track of which tense you're writing in - it's easy especially to slip into the past when you're trying to write the present, but it can be pretty distracting to read, since it makes it harder to get a grasp on when things are happening relative to one another!

All in all, I think this story could have used a more thorough proofreading and to do a bit more with the theme. But I did enjoy the horror of Cody's near-death, Michael's character in particular, and Michael and Cody's little interaction. I hope they stay friends.

Inyssa

The first-person POV is a no-brainer for a fic like this, in which the character’s perception and what they’re sensing/feeling is key for the concept of the fic to come across, and the personality of the MC is very much in the forefront, constantly guiding his thoughts and actions in real time, which also helps sell the confusion and fear as the Litwick comes into play. You made good use of the tense and first-person to sell that, and to get the reader into the scene. It helped a lot with immersion, ultimately.

At first Cody’s personality felt like it came off a little too strong maybe, all his reactions and constant defiant/paranoid inner thoughts taking away from his slow descent into where the Litwick was, but then again I also feel like that’s the point. Getting lost in his head much like Cody’s doing, until you’re just as surprised when he got in too deep. Maybe this could be helped a little by adding some more ambiance to the scenes, having Cody maybe not muse on the growing thickness of the foliage and the darkness and everything else, but notice it second-hand, maybe include something in the back of his head that takes notice of the changing landscape around him, if that makes sense.

Both Cody and Michael feel very much like trainers their age, and it makes sense that there’d be people around to help with common pitfalls on a newbie’s trainer journey, otherwise there’s no shot they’d exist, lol. Michael did come across as a little rude considering he only met the kid, but I’m sure he’s been seeing trainers like him fall into that trap over and over again, so his frustration is a bit justified. I liked their dialogue near the end, with them making up and becoming sorta? friends.

Regarding the concept of the fic though, everything to do with the Litwick and their weirdness, I would’ve liked that to be more of the focus of the fic? It’s a good demonstration of it. In some parts it almost feels like a fable to warn kids about them, but I feel like you could’ve done more with the concept and maybe put the dialogue and the character interactions a little more on the back burner. Going a little more crazy with it and focusing more on the Litwick’s perspective or their roots could’ve added something that I feel the one-shot is missing.
But other than that it was a pleasant and entertaining read, thank you for writing it!

Panoramic_Vacuum

Litwick! A classic choice, as many ghost types have some truly unsettling lore in their ‘dex entries. I liked the first person perspective of just how confusing and disorienting it would be to run into a pokemon that has the capacity to steal your life force. Doubly disorienting for a new trainer who might not even know what they’re dealing with. Which is definitely the case with the Litwick’s target here.

I was getting mixed messages about our protagonist, Cody. He is very clearly a new trainer, inexperienced yet hopeful. Except he commits a lot of very silly blunders. Blunders that he apparently knows better than to commit, but still does, and then feels like a failure because he’s committed them. And then we have Michael, the older, more experienced trainer show up to save Cody from his blunders and also chastise him for making said blunders in the same breath. It felt like there was a lot of basic knowledge Cody could have come prepared with given his desire to want to be a trainer, but a lot of elementary things seemed to confuse him. On one hand, it works to show he’s inexperienced, but on the other, he seems almost entirely unfit to be a trainer given how unprepared he actually was. In this case, I think the story leaned a bit too hard on trying to show how inexperienced Cody was.

In a way, I wish this piece had spent more time on the Litwick itself. The last paragraph was very lovely, and it does a lot to characterize this Litwick as more than a nuisance or obstruction for ill-prepared trainers. It would take this fic and elevate it beyond the roast of Newbie Cody, to an exploration and understanding of Litwick and their penchant for being drawn to scared, nervous, and inexperienced trainers.

Umbramatic

Pokedexes run on ELECTRICITY you MORON, you IMBECILE

Lost in the woods with no water or food. Not a good sign.

Guy got the life sucked out of him huh.

"At least if someone finds me dead out here then I will look cool." lmaoooooooo

Yes Trainers must know no fear ever.

NO DON'T FOLLOW THE LIGHT

Phew they're not dead.

Aha, it was Litwick problems

Yeah protagonist-kun you should know better than to go into litwick territory

Compasses, unlike GPSes or Pokedexes, don't run out of battery

Lmaoooooooooo protagonist-kun IS absolutely going to get wrecked at the gym

Dude doesn't know how to read

Yeah go home you loser (at this point i should point out i am facetiously being mean)

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rAlTOfl9F2w


No one knows why there are so many Litwicks, huh

Oh, protagonist-kun has a name. It's cODY. Decent name. And his savior is Michael.

-insert very long debate on if Flareon is a dog-

Oh we get to see the Litwick's perspective! Like that it's distinctly alien.

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This was a very nice condensed little tale of a boy's BRUSH WITH DEATH. Does a good job of highlighting the Litwick lore too. My main criticism is there doesn't seem to be much of a point to the narrative other than that - or at the very least I feel like it just kinda... ends. In a way that isn't 100% satisfying. I was like "that was cool but also that's it?" So maybe expanding the narrative a bit, especially unbounded by contest wordcount restrictions, could help. Until then definitely not going into the woods at night nope.
 

Negrek

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Premium
"Intercept" by Robo



They would bear its legs, to stride across its soil.

They would bare its fangs, to rip apart its ruin.

Thus would Hlodyn have its howl…

With eyes once more, they marked the murk; with ears as so, they scerned the silence. This otherwise fair-wind wood—every leaf, each blade of grass—whiffed awry of wither waywards.
They thorough knew of such a sence. Death’s gale coursed akin; albeit, death this was not.

…Not
quite, in any case—but slumbers fraught such would wreak sure au fond.


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

Unfortunately, I had a very difficult time following what was actually going on in this story until I'd squinted through it several times. The prose is extremely dense with archaic words, forms or word usage, strange and counterintuitive word order, pronouns with no obvious referent, and random foreign-language phrases. Often the word usage looks incorrect, redundant, or otherwise odd, though I suppose in some cases it could theoretically be some kind of archaic usage I've just never heard of.

I assume to at least some extent the archaic style is meant to be part of Zygarde's character voice as an ancient guardian (though it does feel kind of counterintuitive to me for an ancient guardian speaking archaic English to also pepper their language with French and Latin!), and I can see you're obviously going for a lot of poetic alliteration and such, which I can appreciate. But I think ultimately the style really gets in your way here, obscuring what the actual story is underneath presentation that often just feels strange or nonsensical more than vivid or evocative. It's absolutely possible to make a somewhat archaic prose style work, but it's tricky, and it needs to be done with a lot of care to remain smoothly readable; otherwise, it's prone to just coming off as pretentious and losing the reader somewhere along the way.

Here's what I do get from the story, at least, after those several rereads and attempts to infer from what is there: Zygarde, in 10% dog form, senses death and decay in the woods. There, they run into some form of Fairy-type, who is pale and has "swift-lights atop silken tendrils" and "marks of man". Zygarde transforms into their 50% serpent form, but the fairy uses some move to ensnare them, throw them into the air, and then blast them with stardust. Zygarde uses something like Land's Wrath, summoning spires out of the ground, but misses, fails to attack the fairy from behind, and then sees in her eyes that she is haunted by grief and suffering after some loss of life in a grove. Zygarde lets it go. Then we swap POVs to the Fairy-type that Zygarde just encountered, Kizuki, later that night; we learn that she is in Ferrum, the region from Pokkén Tournament, so I'm guessing "La Donna" is her human partner, whose marks Zygarde sensed on her presumably because of the synergy phenomenon from that game (though I unfortunately haven't played it, so I'm only going off what I've read about that). Kizuki muses on how she'd heard legends of the faceless serpent passed down among fairies, and grasped them better abstractly when she learned of the human legends of Zygarde, but only tonight truly understood it, presumably referring to having actually met them.

Assuming I've got all that (and I'm very conscious that I may be way off-base on some of this), there are still a number of things I'm very unclear on here. I'm not at all sure about Kizuki's species; I'm not sure what she's getting at about the treacheries she always took for granted (towards Zygarde?); I don't know what sorts of leads La Donna/Alice was looking for; I'm not sure what the bit where she(?) starts saying something that starts with Ad- and then corrects herself to call herself Alice means. I half wonder if I'm meant to know some background on these characters, but Googling isn't shedding any light on who they might be - if they're characters from another fanfic you wrote, that would explain a lot, but unfortunately I must judge the entry as it stands on its own. And as it stands on its own, I'm left pretty confused by this story and am not quite sure what the core takeaway from it is meant to be.

In particular, I'm not totally sure what lore this story is actually meant to be exploring. I would probably have guessed Zygarde, all other things equal, but the author's note at the end suggests it's more about Fairy-types. I'm not sure what actual Fairy-type lore is relevant here, though (it might help if I had any idea of Kizuki's species) - she just seems to fight Zygarde in a relatively normal Pokémon sort of way, and then has this sense of being haunted by grief over a grove, but I'm not sure that's referencing anything in particular. The Ultimate Weapon, maybe? But even then it's not really addressed again.

All in all, you've got some cool imagery and intrigue here, and you do some neat experiments with the prose, but I think it got away from you a bit; ultimately, I think this story is too opaque for me to be able to properly puzzle out the core of what you're going for with it. For the purposes of this contest, I can't rank it highly as it stands, but I hope you're able to keep developing the concepts you're working with here; it sounds intriguing.

Inyssa

This is one of the entries where I really had to take my time to dig my teeth into it, to see how I really felt about it. The first read was difficult; the language used and style of poetic prose is incredibly well-written and evocative, it’s clear this isn’t a case of someone digging through a thesaurus to punch up sentences but someone who has a great domain of the English language. But at the same time, that stylization is so abundant and thick that I felt like it got in the way of the fic itself.

As a piece of writing it’s very impressive, to the point I feel a little dumb for not getting some sentences, but as a piece to explore the weird side of Pokemon’s lore, especially centered around fairies, it falls a little short because I didn’t get much of that while reading, unless the intention was for the poetic style of prose itself to show off the strangeness of the fairies. I had trouble understanding even what Pokemon were part of the scene during my first couple of reads.

Again, the style could 100% work for a one-shot like this, but I think it would help to strike a better balance between how flowery the language is and the actions and events transpiring in the page. Even with that, though, there were some lovely turns of phrases. It’s certainly beautiful to read and I learned a handful of new ways to portray specific emotions that I’ll surely use in the future.

I hope this review doesn’t come off as discouraging, because I found this to be very impressive and intriguing, and I had fun rereading. I’m just giving my opinion on this as a piece of writing for this event.

Panoramic_Vacuum

I can tell the author of this fic had a lot of fun writing it. The carefully crafted prose, and alliteration abound! It brings a sort of sing-song rhythm to the piece. Which, unfortunately, also has gotten in the way of my understanding of what exactly is unfolding on its pages.

This felt like a fantasy novel that uses lots of proper nouns, but doesn’t give any clues as to who or what any of them are. Maybe I can parse that Hlodyn is a Zygarde? With mentions of howling, nature, and creation; all things I associate with Zygarde and its forms. And Kizuki is a Sylveon, perhaps? With moonlight and gentle touches but also tendrils that can bind. So Fairy vs Dragon type, obviously with Fairies having the huge advantage against what are considered powerful creatures (creatures who might not be used to being humbled so, and especially a creature in charge of the protection of the very Earth itself!)

Overall, the word choices here are lovely, evoking a lot of feeling from very deliberate selections, like “serpence” and “sylph-song.” I can only hope that my interpretations of such words are correct, but in the end this one has proven to be a bit too esoteric for me.

Umbramatic

Really poetic prose you've got here....

"Behemoth" leviathan" "creator" Groudon, Kyogre, and Arceus?

MARKS OF MAN is a really cool turn of phrase. .

Goddamn stardust.

Ferrum? Are we getting Pokken up in here?

Also Zygarde is involved somehow...Intresting.

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Well.There is one major thing getting in the way of me enjoying this. And it may just be me being dumb. But I cannot get past this flavor of prose. Again I may just be dumb but it uses a lot of turns of phrase I have a hard time understanding and it's clear you were trying to go with a certain sort of vibe but it kinda hurts the story more than it helps. Again I understand that this is definitely an artistic choice, but it's ultimately not a very accessible one if I have a hard time understanding what the story is even about. Again I could just be a dum dum and the other judges can understand this flavor of language and prose just fine but at the very least the prose here is just impeding me specifically from understanding or enjoying the story. I wish I could give you critique on things like what the story is even about but I honestly just don't know. So reigning in the very stylized prose might be to this story's benefit.
 

Negrek

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Premium
"Message from a Better World" by Shiny Phantump
Second Place Ditto Flight


It’s strange to think that it was mostly happenstance that led to you being the one assigned to investigate the new wormhole that had opened itself at the Altar of the Moone. Interpol refused to let someone who wasn’t already a faller anywhere near it, much less through it. Anabel was busy on another continent, you’d worked with them successfully before, and it was the off-season for championship challengers, so you had time for weird things like this.

It’s strange to think that, on the other side of that wormhole is a world almost exactly like this one. Almost, but with some obvious differences. You know what the big one is, but you couldn’t have recognized that one right away. The first tell that you hadn’t just looped back into your own universe at the exact place you’d left would be the time. Your travel only took a few seconds, but when you arrived it was the dead of night. The second would be the altar’s regalia. This was not your Altar of the Moone, but the Altar of the Sunne.

Nebula, the Lunala you’d helped Lillie raise, asked you to wait for a while, in case this world’s own Solgaleo or Lunala sensed her arrival and came to check what was happening. You used the time to pull your phone from your purse and see if it could connect to this world’s internet. The one bar of signal strength that the altar got from the cell tower set up to service the area around the dragon trial isn’t great, but it’s one bar more than you’re used to getting from atop Lanakila. You felt that was pretty good for an alternate universe.


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

I had completely forgotten or missed this thing about the parallel universe in Sun/Moon, so I'm grateful you included an introduction explaining what you're exploring here - that's wild and an excellent concept to tackle for this contest!

I enjoyed the fun way that you work with the nuances and oddities of traveling to a parallel universe in the first half; Selene being surprised to get a mobile signal, figuring she can't use her bank card or cash but the trainer card will work, and looking up the Altar of the Sunne on Wikipedia to figure out what's different is a lovely bit of mundane science fiction. Finding she isn't recognized but making the innocent assumption that it means she never existed, with the narration taking a hindsight angle on the naïveté of that assumption, is deliciously intriguing; likewise, the puzzling realization that the bridge is different is some really fun, teasing buildup to the reveal.

The POV twist, where it turns out the narrator is parallel universe Lillie, was great - I was admittedly left wondering how she could have been narrating Selene's precise thought processes from before the two even met, but I enjoyed the idea of it enough I didn't even entirely mind that fridge logic. The second half being about Lillian's issues, the way she feels as if her own successes were 'stolen' from her world's late Selene, and how the battle shakes out in a draw where Selene finally feels properly challenged while Lillian gets to prove she deserves to be there in her own right, was lovely. And learning that when Lillian's addressing 'you', she's really addressing the Selene from her world, at her grave which she still visits, was a nice final touch. All in all, I think you successfully built a solid and meaningful narrative that really revolves around the relevant lore and explores and prods at it in an interesting way.

On a first read it didn't quite connect for me why both Cosmog did become Lunala here, which felt odd given that was explicitly one of the things you mentioned you wanted to explore - the first thing established about the parallel universe is that Solgaleo has the role Lunala has in the other universe, after all. On a reread, I think you were going for adult Lunala Nebula as mentor to the other Cosmog being why they end up becoming a Lunala too, while if they'd grown up like adult Nebula without other members of their species around they might have become a Solgaleo? Or maybe it's more that this Cosmog would always have become a Lunala in both universes because the actual point of divergence is just which branch of the royal family worshipped which legendary, so it's not actually the Sun universe per se? I do think it still feels a little unclear exactly what you were going for there and it could probably have been clarified better, when that's one of the questions you were hoping to address.

The prose here is smooth and reads well for the most part, but there were some mistakes here and there; in particular, I noticed some clumsy typos (ice "butter" enough that you cover your eyes, Vela brings his "wraith" down on Setsuko, a "premiere" ball in one spot), comma splices, and the tenses shift back and forth a lot, often even within the same paragraph, which was a bit distracting:

You used the time to pull your phone from your purse and see if it could connect to this world’s internet. The one bar of signal strength that the altar got from the cell tower set up to service the area around the dragon trial isn’t great, but it’s one bar more than you’re used to getting from atop Lanakila. You felt that was pretty good for an alternate universe.

Overall, though, although I have some nitpicks and it could have used another round of proofreading, I thought this entry picked a great subject to explore, grounded its interpretation of it in interesting characterization, and told a good story about it with some emotional resonance to it, and to me that's what's most important here.

Inyssa

The first comment I wrote for this was that I was glad to see a second-person story in here, since I think it’s a very undervalued way to tell a story, but then I realized it was actually being narrated by Lillie, lol, but that doesn’t make it any less good, honestly. The switch-up was a great way to throw the reader off and it made sense considering the nature of what was happening. Big fan of how you chose to tell the fic.

The only small nitpick I’d have regarding that is that maybe the moment of the reveal threw me off a little too hard, and that might 100% be a me thing, but it took me rereading a few paragraphs a couple times to realize it was actually Lillie speaking, even if I knew she was there. I think the use of pronouns, the ‘you’ and ‘me’ could be tidied up a little there, or maybe replace them with names around the part where Lillie appears so it’s a little more clear.

Other than that, at first I was curious why you chose this style of narration without dialogue, but that became clear later, it’s all being seen from Lillie’s eyes, it’s almost as she’s recanting it to herself in her head and then to Selene, so I actually appreciate the lack of dialogue.I will say though that a handful of paragraphs and sentences feel overly stretched with adverbs and turns of phrases that don’t add much to what is trying to be conveyed, I feel like it could be pruned to flow better in various spots.

I’d say the style of narration did hurt the narration of the battle slightly, as the whole thing felt a little dispassionate as told through Lillie’s eyes, it’s the one point where I think some dialogue and more reactive prose could’ve worked, but I understand why you chose to keep it consistent throughout, and I probably would’ve done the same.

I also really liked how you explored this other universe and how that works in-detail, and how the story didn’t get bogged down by the specific reactions of the two meeting each other and Lillie’s possible guilt; they’re both adults now, this feels more like a fated meeting, a way for both of them to get a weight off their shoulders, and I appreciate the lack of melodrama in that regard.

So yeah, I really enjoyed this one, short and punchy. Great work!

Panoramic_Vacuum

I like that this lore doesn’t come from a ‘dex entry, rather, an interesting quirk to a game itself. Because Gamefreak definitely doesn’t leave gaping, massive, unexplained holes in their stories and game design, no, definitely not. At least in all that, they leave a convenient sandbox to play in, and it’s nice to see that taken full advantage of.

I admit, this took a second read-through to truly appreciate. The second-person narration takes on a new life once you get to the twist of the story, and going through it a second time changes the way it reads; a nice feature to a story. I think I still haven’t quite grasped the ultimate conclusion of which Nebby is which by the end, but the very personal difference in Lillie/Lillian’s journey in the mirror-world compared to the one of Selene’s hits home wonderfully. The guilt and respect share equal weight in the narrative, and the battle between the “Proper Champion” and the “Alternate Champion” (if I’m to borrow some of Lillian’s feelings towards the matter) feels right. Battling is a form of communication in the pokemon world, between both pokemon and humans.

Speaking of, however well-written the battle itself was, it did overstay its welcome, for me, at least. Proportionally, it takes up about half the total length of the story itself, and I think I had been hoping for more of the exploration of the parallel world and not as much of the champion title defense. That being said, it was nice to see the strategy of a high-level match, and the personal narration of Lillian during the battle itself added the right amount of stakes to the inclusion of the battle in the first place. There’s a much more concerted effort to keep track of pokemon species by nickname than some 6v6 battles I’ve read, but I still had a bit of trouble figuring out who was who, especially in a limited format like this.

All in all, the concept choice of this entry was fantastically clever. Some of the execution of the concept has left me wishing for more, though.

Umbramatic

Oh my god I somehow forgot about the entire alternate universe in Sun and Moon. I don't know how, given Sun and Moon is one of my favorite Pokemon games. This should be really interesting....

Ah our protagonist has discovered TIME ZONES

Wow, the wifi is just better in this universe? I should move there.

No one knows who you aaaaaaaaaaaaaare

Sleep deprivation is hell man

I actually like all this musing about the bridge. It's a narratively important bridge!

Oh. O h. The other universe protag is just dead. Welp.

LMAO i love Gladion here.

Oh snap this is actually about Lillie okay. Like the bits we get from her perspective. Very interesting playing with the perspective too, though sometimes I have trouble keeping track.

Yeah how DARE she use Sheer Cold. Scrub tactics man.

Lmao Sheer Cold continues to whiff.

Is "ice butter" a typo or just a turn of phrase I don't know about?

Silvally twiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiins

Lillie? It's me, Nebby. You may be wondering how I got into this situation. It all started back in the fall of '16....

OH SHIT NECROZMA'S HERE

Selene is pretty smug about a draw. Guess cause of the worthy opponent thing.

Aw at least baby Cosmog is going to have a mom.

M a n. Poor Lillie.

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This was a really cool exploration of the weird alternate universe in SuMo. Also had some very delicious angst, especially on Lillie's end. I do have some criticisms tho:

-the dual perspective thing is neat but hard to get used to and I stumbled a little over it at first. Maybe a smoother transition into that might be better.

-I wasn't really clicking with the extended battle sequence. I'm not sure why, but I kinda just glazed over it mostly. Not as sure what to suggest here because I'm not sure of the problem myself - can't put a finger on it.

But this was still pretty good. Now I want to hug Lillie. Poor kid.
 

Negrek

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Premium
"Milo's Built Like a Miltank" by scrivenernoodz
First Place Ditto Flight



Milo had noticed his dungarees tightening over the past few weeks.

It was just one of those things, he said. Something to think about, maybe, if it became an issue. He’d jotted it down on a sticky note and stuck it to the fridge door. Then lost track of it among the other hundred pastel things to think about. Like weather reports. Like sponsor meetings. Like training his Wooloo flock to roll in formation for the gym challenge. Like remembering to special-order Eldegoss’s favorite fertilizer. And just today, maybe it was becoming an issue, but today he couldn’t deal with it because his family were on holiday and his usual help were off and he’d have to do the milking and mulching and weeding and feeding all himself, so better just to shrug it off and hope he remembered it tomorrow—

“Oh! But the Miltank might make chocolate milk today!”


SNAP!

He’d yanked too hard. That was it. Or the stitching was already frayed. He was supposed to get the antique sewing machine unjammed and double-seam everything he owned…


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

You really went for the weird lore here, huh. This was a really cute slice of life, and you wrote it with a lot of good vivid sensory detail, rich scene-setting and smooth prose. I enjoyed how much you leaned into the absurd, slapsticky quality of your chosen lore while still keeping it all feeling grounded with that meticulous attention to detail and loving depiction of Galarian farm life; it gives it all a cozy sense of fun. Sure, Miltank's milk sometimes naturally tastes like chocolate; sure, Milo's half-transformed into a Miltank after drinking so much Miltank milk; sure, you can bounce on Dubwool like a trampoline; sure, a Wooloo can be fully squished by a tractor wheel and walk away unharmed. Why not? It's Pokémon, and while the lore that tends to get attention is often creepy and unsettling, oftentimes it's pretty silly and goofy and you can just as easily lean into that side of it, especially in a slice of life story.

I enjoyed the characterization, too - it's understated, but there's a good sense of Milo's goofy, oblivious workaholism, Hop's enthusiasm and Victor's more subdued personality. (And oof, Hop reaffirming that Wooloo is his best buddy in the same breath as he says he'll be as good as Leon one day. Nice, painful touch.)

I don't have much to actually critique here, but one thing that did stick out to me mechanically was strange use of parentheses:

The two teens were sunburnt and caked in dust and sweat. Victor’s jumper was long gone. Hop’s jacket sleeves were tied around his waist. After gathering apples, they’d swept and de-cobwebbed the tractor shed, hauled bags of fallen leaves out to the compost pile, pulled stinging nettles, lazed about an hour petting the Wooloo, (who wouldn’t?) and when their muscles began to feel like mush, they decided it was time for the final item on Milo’s hasty list of chores:

It was an old house. The peeling floral wallpaper attested to that, along with a slight dank smell in the wooden cupboards, the dusty, blocky television complete with VCR slot, the Pidove-shaped glass candy dish, the rippling puke-colored carpet, and the numerous acrylic granny square afghans crumpled around a torn davenport, (upside-down and halfway in the kitchen.)

Generally, you never have a comma before an opening parenthesis; instead, mid-sentence parentheses are punctuated as insertions into the sentence, coming after a space, with any punctuation coming after the closing parenthesis, like so:

The two teens were sunburnt and caked in dust and sweat. Victor’s jumper was long gone. Hop’s jacket sleeves were tied around his waist. After gathering apples, they’d swept and de-cobwebbed the tractor shed, hauled bags of fallen leaves out to the compost pile, pulled stinging nettles, lazed about an hour petting the Wooloo (who wouldn’t?), and when their muscles began to feel like mush, they decided it was time for the final item on Milo’s hasty list of chores:

It was an old house. The peeling floral wallpaper attested to that, along with a slight dank smell in the wooden cupboards, the dusty, blocky television complete with VCR slot, the Pidove-shaped glass candy dish, the rippling puke-colored carpet, and the numerous acrylic granny square afghans crumpled around a torn davenport (upside-down and halfway in the kitchen).

I would also have enjoyed seeing this story do a little more with the relevant lore narratively. Each of the bits of lore you picked is shown, and the story is definitely about them, but there isn't too much exploration of these things. You show that Milo's beefing up unnaturally and his hair has gone pink as a result of drinking Miltank milk every day, but don't quite take that anywhere from there - how far can that evolution go? Does it have any meaningful consequences? The story doesn't really seek to answer any of the questions this might raise or to tease out something interesting about this lore that the reader might not have considered, but instead gets its novelty value mostly from the reader probably not knowing about or remembering this lore exists at all. That's fine for the purposes of the story, but it's not the most interesting treatment of the theme of the contest.

All in all, though, I thought this was a very cute and thoroughly well executed slice of life with several fun nuggets of lore - I just would have liked to see it explore them a little further.

Inyssa

What a delightful concept and one-sho! This was very fun to read from start to finish.

First off, that’s one piece of Pokemon lore I definitely wasn’t aware of, and it’s weird enough to carry a fic like this one on its own, but it also makes complete sense to focus it around Milo, who unfortunately carries the curse of early-game Gym leader and thus so rarely gets any love in fics despite being such a cool, affable guy. I did know about the Wooloo Pokedex entry. And though I understand why (placing them both at the start would’ve maybe cramped it too much) I was surprised to see it there at the end of the fic instead, the focus does seem to shift from one Pokemon to the other sometimes at random. It’s not something I dislike, I think both the Milo plot and the Wooloo subplot were fun and work well together, it just caught me off guard.

On that note, I also think that the inclusion of Hop and Victor helps a lot; with just Milo it could’ve devolved into the same thing happening over and over through the course of the one-shot, which while funny wouldn’t have led to much. But switching between his ‘stronk’ problems and the two boys’ hijinks and ultimately their adventure to try and save that Wooloo, it gives the fic some nice progression and ups and downs. So good work there!

I’d also like to point out how good the writing is on a technical level. The prose is very nice and evocative, and the way you write what it’s like to work at a farm (and describe Milo’s farmhouse) paints a very clear picture. It made it clear you did your research. I also like the inclusion that apparently the Miltank’s milk changes flavor depending on the seasons, that’s such a fun detail.

Milo himself is a sweetheart and such a joy to read throughout the fic. The juxtaposition between his monstrous strength and his gentle personality never got old, and this did get a few chuckles out of me, the bit of him ripping away all manner of doors getting me every time. I also liked the inclusion of his crush on Nessa, that’s also something I personally see as canon.

Overall this was a really fun read, and a very well-crafted encapsulation of the theme for this event, which is weird Pokedex entries explored through Pokemon characters. Well done!

Panoramic_Vacuum

All kinds of wacky fun to be found in this one, including Miltank milk flavors. (I’m sorry, but dill pickle?!) all sorts of Wooloo sports, and a particularly-humorous attitude about how invincible the little sheep are. The inclusion of pokemon in both farm chores and as farm helpers is really nice, and believable as to how a farm in the pokemon world might operate. I like the little nods to other things like the apple items, and how Yamper might carry Joltik ticks, given that they’re both electric types. The details in this fic are wonderfully woven into the narrative, and it makes the world richer for it.

And then there’s the centerpiece of the story: Milo himself. There’s a lot of great description here, what with his supernatural strength and odd biology (which surely isn’t from the Miltank milk…) There’s a lot of playfulness in the narration, edging into the territory of tongue-in-cheek or hyperbole, but no, he really is that strong, and that obsessed with milk (and I genuinely thought he had orange hair, but no, his canon model does have peach/pink colored hair, which makes all of this even funnier.) It’s just zany enough to be believable as it’s presented, and I think that’s the magic of this story. Hop and Victor’s inclusion as substitute farm hands provides additional fun to Milo’s already-wacky day, and a nice foil for the reader to reinforce that, yes, Milo hopped up on Miltank milk is a bit… unusual.

This is a mild complaint, but I found the choice to put only one of the feature pokemon’s ‘dex entry at the beginning, and then put the others in at the end. While reading, I found myself curious why Wooloo and Dubwool featured so prominently in a story about Miltank, but then at the end, ah-ha, they were an intended part of the lore as well! I rather enjoyed all of the Wooloo and Dubwool lore added in with the Miltank milk shenanigans and wouldn’t have even had the thought if the ‘dex entries were all together at the beginning or end. Just a minor nitpick that I found flavored my expectations of the story ahead of reading it.

Overall, a properly weird and wonderful romp through a day in the life of a pokemon farmer and his flock.

Umbramatic

A story about Miltank huh? Should be interesting.

Oof I feel the pain of weight gain.

Oh this is the canon Milo huh

Miltank making chocolate milk? I'm sold.

Uh oh. Milo's busting out of his own clothes.

I want to see a hundred Woolo in one place. Stop being a buzzkill, Victor.

Oh dear. Now Milo has broken the screen door.


Joltiks would never bite anyone. They are friends. This is Joltik slander.

S w e a t y

Mmmm, raw milk

Holy shit they do make chocolate milk

I too drink a gallon of milk a day

At LEAST a large turnip

THE WOOLOO HORDE

For a second I thought he was going to crush the poor Wooloo.

This just in: Hop sucks at Wooloo bowling.
Dubwool are very bouncy huh.

Me, reading this, who drinks an absurd amount of milk: :"haha i'm in danger"

Scorbunnies should be offended.

Like a Miltank huh

Nooooooooooo the poor Wooloo

Also those poor Corvinight

Mmm, kippers flavored milk

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Well this is a weird and wild one. And revolving around lore from multiple different types of Pokemon too! That's ambitious. And it's fun to see Hop, Milo, and Victor in this as well. The problem I feel like... this feels more about THEM than it is about any weird lore. There's a fun story here but it needs more... counterbalancing in that regard if that makes sense. It was a fun time though. Maybe I should question how much milk I drink...
 

Negrek

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"Porygon Collector" by bestgaragedoors


“I’ve been told that you work with artificial Pokemon. Is it true you have access to the original Porygon source code?”

Cassandra waited before answering this question. She may have been the lead scientist at NEO-A-LIFE, but she had an unfortunate tendency to fumble questions from clients. The well-dressed man seated across the desk from her looked at her and her business partner, Emily, with anticipation. She found it hard to look directly at his eyes, with their clear delineation between pupil and iris, and so she moved her eyes vaguely around his face instead, resting at times on his pronounced brow to his orange-peel skin.

He’d heard about them through word of mouth. NEO-A-LIFE mostly generated artificial Pokémon for institutions rather than individuals, but Emily suggested that it would be a good idea to build up a mystique by appealing to collectors. Cassandra agreed with the business logic, but actually having to meet these people was unpleasant.


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

There was indeed porygon and collectin. No notes, accurate title.

This was a very interesting story, especially since Porygon has lately arisen to become one of my favorite pokemon. I love that it started immediately and effectively, with the opening line setting up exactly what the story was about. The prose and narration also does an excellent job building up a sense of the main character's character and dispositions in a short time.

The element that stood out to me most strongly was just how effective the internal narration and prose wove into the theme and character and entry choice. Cassandra’s view so clearly paints a picture to me of someone with a different way of thinking and looking at the world. This ties into how she finds a kind of kindred spirit with Porygon as a pokemon. The way she admires the porygon, notices facets of their appearance and their motions, and the way she’s clearly ill at ease interacting with Jacob and humans in general.

(I could be misrepresenting/misunderstanding but I do get the impression of a touch of autism coming through the text?) Whether or not this specific label applies though is ultimately fine either way, as I think the story functions wonderfully on its own merits and explores character and dex entry very well.

Something that stuck out about this story as particularly interesting is the ending conversation. The discussion between Cassandra and Emily, taken alongside the early talk about how pokemon work and the assertion that Cassandra is a human not a Porygon paints an interesting picture.

For me, it painted a very ambiguous picture. Porygon are code, but then they seem to have glitches and operate differently than scientists intended. Cassandra’s says there’s no pathos to the Porygon 2 dipping its beak in the water but some are also capable of eating. They can be modified as well, like computer code. Emily says that some people [generally] think of Pokemon as tools and seems to be fine with this. If Emily sees all pokemon like this, if they sell artificial mon to “nastier” clients, this reads to me as if she may be slightly misrepresenting Porygon to me. Hypothetically, even if they could exhibit some form of personhood I feel Emily wouldn’t have any scruples about who these artificial pokemon are sold to.

Also, it was also very interesting to me that Emily says Cassandra is more squeamish about selling furniture (Porygon) than weapons (possibly what, Genesect? Castform?). Cassandra is evidently not above reproach morally, feeling more upset about selling Porygon because she feels a personal connection to them, not about moral precedent so much.

This ambiguity of the text and story is something I found both good and not so good. Since the story itself deals tangentially with a pokemon's sapience, it means there’s not a concrete answer as far as the story goes. Instead it leaves it more up to the reader to consider the nature of collecting things and where passion becomes obsession. In some ways, I found myself wanting to know for sure the answer to this. Are porygon basically the equivalent to collecting iphones? Or are there more to porygon?

Regardless, I think this story very effectively plays with the meta and dex aspects by leaving some of that unknown aspect. Instead of presenting a story where the reader is told how to feel at the end, I am able to think about the concepts and consider them myself how I feel about them.

A very cool story about porygon and collecting!

Phoenixsong

This did a great job giving off unsettling creepy collector vibes. Porygon's such a bizarre pokémon concept even for a fantastical setting like Pokémon's, and it lends itself super well to exploring some of the less-cheerful aspects of the world. It makes sense for artificial pokémon to be just a product for a company, and just as much for the people involved in that work to have to compartmentalize (or just not care!) what the people they sell to are going to do with that product. Even Cassandra isn't totally blameless here, given how she seems to have fewer ethical qualms about their upcoming client—as long as it's not her favorite pokémon porygon, it's just business, right? I liked seeing how uncomfortable Jacob's creepy doll collection made her, only to get that little twist in the tail at the end.

It's interesting how the story gives mixed information about what porygon actually are and what's really going on with Jacob's collection. They were created by humans and their source code is easily modifiable, but they have genes and can eat and breed. I'm guessing this is intentional and meant to highlight the fact that, well, porygon just is that bizarre, at least in the games. You can in fact feed it poképuffs and breed it with ditto and all that. I do think it's neat to have the reader themselves question "what are porygon, actually, and does that answer mean they're truly unhappy here or not?"

I did find it weird that having access to the full source code and knowing how to modify it, down to turning off the ability to breed, doesn't help them figure out any of the other stuff, though. If breeding can be arbitrarily disabled, why not the ability to eat? If you can figure out how to disable eating, don't you stand a decent chance of figuring out how the eating works in general? Shouldn't the people who added that code have known what they were writing? Why not then move on to the code that handles their thoughts/emotions (and therefore would clarify whether or not they can be bored or miserable)? It implies some further, external influence on porygon that the rest of the fic doesn't get into, which is a bit of a distraction from the point. If you do want the truth to be ambiguous, it might be better to downplay the details of how much they're able to modify and avoid inviting questions that take away from that.

Even if the ambiguity on the reader's part is intentional, it doesn't sit quite right with me that Cassandra specifically is so unsure whether their behavior is uncomfortable for them. The narration itself says she's "dedicated her life to the research and revival of the original Porygon program". Whether the porygon are actually happy with their simple lives vs. unhappy and stuck in stereotyped behaviors, it seems like Cassandra should know enough about and be fond enough of porygon to have formed a solid opinion of which it is, and it rings strange that Emily was apparently able to get her to drop it with a single "you're just anthropomorphizing". I don't think the story needed to end on Cassandra vowing to return at midnight and set all Jacob's porygon free or anything like that; the emphasis on the creepiness of Jacob's collection makes me think the intent was to nudge readers toward "yes, Jacob's porygon probably are being treated poorly", but the character doesn't have to land there if there's still a chance she can be convinced otherwise. I just think the ending as-is was an abrupt about-face (or at least an abrupt change of subject) for my tastes, especially given all the setup Cassandra's discomfort got prior to that.

Themewise, the prompt you opted for doesn't quite feel exclusive to porygon, imo. Given that battling is very much not the only thing that people do with pokémon, I can imagine that there are a fair few rare pokémon species out there that get collected rather than trained. It's not really a fact that's weird about porygon specifically. (To be fair to the factoid, though, given that this came from a book that pre-dates all of the playable minigames/gimmicks, not battling with a pokémon probably seemed a lot more worthy of comment at the time!) That said, this story really couldn't be about anything else, and porygon's other lore and unanswered questions are placed front and center. That porygon might be collected but not trained in general is not itself too weird, but you did a great job making this specific porygon collection weird, so I'd still say it was a fair use of the contest theme overall.

One technical thing I noticed a few times: a new line of dialogue should begin with a capital letter, even if the narration before it ends in a comma. So these examples would be:

-Jacob hesitated a moment before saying, "Aw, what the heck," ...
-... but Emily dipped her chin and said, "That can be arranged."
-Once they were in the car, Cassandra said, "Is it just me, or ..."

Otherwise, any other mistakes were minimal and the writing was solid and enjoyable throughout. There were a few spots where I feel like the reader's attention was being drawn to things that weren't actually noteworthy for the story (Cassandra finding Jacob's eyes weird to look at, for example), but nothing egregious. Nicely done there, and a fun, twisty little story overall.

tomatorade

Enjoyed the concept for this one. Cannot tell whether it’s a nod to that one collector guy in D/P/P or not, but alas. Porygon being a synthetic pokemon is fascinating and I think you picked up on the interesting ways you could approach that. In particular, the different versions of porygon being a fun avenue to explore. I also liked exploring different avenues of pokemon engagement. The pokemon games, and a large part of the fanfic scene, tends to focus on training or researching or sometimes contests, but collecting is not something I’ve seen often despite it actually being a fairly common trainer type. And the two things go together well in this case.

Generally, I think this nails the prompt but as a story feels like it needs more of something. What that thing is depends on the direction you think the story should best go, but as it stands I left it feeling like there could have been more going on. It ends in an especially weird place. The discussing of the many roles pokemon play is interesting and could go somewhere, but I don’t think the story really gives me enough to think about in that regard. There’s a suggestion of debate on whether porygon actually understand anything, but that’s just sort of there, there’s maybe a debate to be had on whether pokemon as furniture is fine. I think “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, to just do the same thing over and over again for the rest of your life like that,” is one of the more interesting quotes in the story because it makes me want to reflect on human routine and these characters who apparently make a living selling mostly porygon and what all that means, but I don’t know if that’s intentional and I don’t feel like I got the language to understand that from the story.

I don’t think the story needs to try and push me one way or the other necessarily, though that’s one way you could go—leaning harder on the side of the collector or the agency. It doesn’t even really need to be about all that, but even if it was meant to just be an exploration of porygon I think that could take up more of the story. And I only really say this because I think you have something very interesting and with potential here, I liked what’s there I just want more.

You motion to Jacob being unsettling yet never really give a descriptor as to why. It can still be vague in that way, but saying “there was something about Jacob that unsettled her,” and not elaborating is frustrating. And it never really comes, which is doubly frustrating. I wish we got more about Jacob in general. The story is focused on him, for the most part, but we don’t get a lot of that unpleasantness. Mostly, it’s just his obsession, but I think I need to be more convinced that even that is unsettling. Pokemon is obviously fictional and porygon is a strange case, so I can’t rely on any outside knowledge in reflecting on their relationship to people. It also doesn’t help that, like I said, Cassandra is never really that clear on what, specifically, upsets her about this guy beyond vibes.

I do think the way Jacob is now leans on weeb archetypes for whatever reason. I always imagined him with a bodypillow of porygon lol. He also mined a lot of nostalgia I had for gen 1, specifically the game corner. It gave the story a specific tone, in a weird way. I really got the sense this was a gen 1 throwback fic, maybe because of how focused they were on going back to the alpha porygon days idk.

Great job! I’ve read a couple porygon fics, but what set this one apart for me is the focus on the dev history (of sorts) of the species. Most of the others were using porygon contemporarily (or in the future!) and I guess I have a soft spot for retro science fiction.

Windskull

Let’s start off with this: I love the concept for this fic. I think the idea of a company that is involved in the creation and trade of man-made pokemon is a fairly unique niche that I don’t see explored often, if at all. It feels very believable within the established lore of pokemon.

In addition, I also like the characters. Feels like a critique of capitalism with the way the characters discuss selling to collectors that may or may not enrich the pokemon in the same breath as what sounds like someone looking to purchase them as weapons. And the note about finding selling weapons less bad than furniture. I think it’s interesting how they justify it all to themselves. It’s just business, after all. “So what if we’re making weapons that will go on to hurt people? We have to put food on our plate.” That’s the vibe I get from it.

Maybe it’s critiquing a bit more than just capitalism… Or maybe I’m just wildly speculating here. I think that these themes are intentional. They feel very intentional. But who knows?

That said, it doesn’t feel super weird to me in the grand scheme of pokemon? Collectors are an established archetype within the universe, and the only weird thing really feels like the extreme it’s taken to. Though on the other hand, I do think there’s an interesting weirdness in the entire concept of creating man-made pokemon.

On the subject of prose and spelling/grammar, I didn’t notice any issues, so good job there! Overall, I think this was a pretty interesting story that uses the lore of pokemon to say something. I just wish it pushed the theme of strange pokemon lore just a bit further.
 

Negrek

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"She that Watched Lanakila" by SaadTheConjurer
Third Place Ditto Flight



Snow in her face. Vina wiped her goggles with a glove, hugging herself against the sharp winds that buffeted this part of Mount Lanakila. The blizzard didn’t quite blind her, but it was a distraction. She kept her eyes focused on the swirling tails of the swift-footed Alolan Ninetales in front, the fox Pokemon moving as if expecting her to keep up the whole way.

Vina could keep up, of course. It just annoyed her because it got more snow on her face.

Glalie floated a few feet behind, her Pokemon partner watching her back. She would growl something at the wild Ninetales, and their guide would bark back in terse, biting words, their harsh tones a match for each other. “Don’t antagonize her,” Vina reprimanded her Glalie, who simply huffed out a mouthful of chilling wind in response.

They trekked through an isolated part of the mountain, well off the beaten paths, forested woods surrounding them and the night sky twinkling with stars. “Nina tali nine,” the Ninetales spoke over the winds, and Vina managed to interpret her words as something along the lines of them getting close to their destination. Indeed, a sharp decline in the woods came, twisting toward a large icy cavern covered by the thick trees. Vina caught notice of a Sneasel or two watching them from afar, an Alolan Sandshrew as well. An Alolan Vulpix too, near the cavern, who gawked at the intruding human in a thick purple coat.

A second Alolan Ninetales as well, beside the fox cub. Her eyes became slits at the intruder, and she yelled at their Ninetales guide, before startling at the sharp response she was given back. Wariness instantly turned to awe, and for the little Vulpix, the effect was doubly pronounced, her big eyes full of amazement and intrigue.

No surprise there. Vina doubted they often got human visitors who knew of their patron guardian of the mountain. “Please excuse me and Miss Glalie,” Vina told the pair herself. “I wish to see Kiai’o Lanakila.”


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

I enjoyed the way this fleshed out the lore in a very distinctly Alola way. There was a mystical quality to Vina's whole quest here and the buildup to meeting the goddess, encountering first another mundane Ninetales, then one temporarily possessed, then finally the real deal. I also liked how Vina's trying to resurrect a former tradition of her clan and was guided there by her Pokémon who used to live on the mountain, giving her Glalie a type of significance and agency that Pokémon often aren't afforded in stories focused on humans.

Perhaps my favorite thing about the portrayal of the goddess is the way that she has just legitimately changed over time. A god simply mellowing out until she prefers to be respected and loved but not worshipped is just a fun idea and one that isn't explored too often; of course an immortal being's worldview might shift over the millennia, and why not in a more easygoing, good-natured way? Her characterization is fun and comes through clearly, and I like the way she interacts with Vina, amused but enjoying meeting this funny little human who's so impressed by her.

I was surprised this story ended where it did, though. It seemed as if we'd spent most of its short length on the buildup to seeing the goddess (which if anything ran a bit long - I'm sort of curious why you chose to include the medium Ninetales when she didn't quite seem to do anything other than be an extra step on the way), but then cut off before we could quite finish exploring the concepts you'd introduced. A lot of things are mentioned and alluded to - Arceus avoiding godly airs as well but possibly fearing war with the kin of Giratina, the several questions that go through Vina's mind when the goddess asks why she's here - but then teasingly left hanging; things like whether the goddess was originally a Ninetales or whether Alolan Ninetales got their form from her, and whether Ninetales guide lost people off the mountain to keep them away from the goddess, are dangled in front of us only to be dismissed so Vina can instead ask for superpowers. Cool for her, but I genuinely wanted to learn more about the lore here!

And narratively it doesn't feel entirely complete or satisfying, I think. Vina's motivation turns out to be to receive powers from the goddess - but if there's any real urgency or stakes behind her wanting those powers, we don't hear about it, nor do we go on to explore the repercussions of this girl getting godly superpowers. We don't really get any reason to care about or be invested in Vina's quest to find the goddess; we're just hearing step by step about the journey to get there, and then she asks for powers, and the goddess gives them to her, and then we're done. I think I would have liked to see more of a sense of urgency, or at least some sense of what this means to Vina and why we should care - or, if Vina really is just up there more or less out of curiosity or desire for personal advancement, something meaningful being done with that once she's face to face with the goddess.

One last little nitpick: it struck me as odd that the goddess herself is described as having eyes like spiralling galaxies, and this is stated like it's describing something new - but the previous Ninetales, the one who was merely possessed by the goddess, also had eyes described as being like spiralling galaxies. The way it's presented at least feels like an accidental repetition of the same imagery to me; otherwise I would have expected the later description of the goddess's eyes to make some reference to the eyes of the previous Ninetales, either to compare or contrast.

All that said, this was very atmospheric and I liked the portrayal of the goddess a lot - I just would have liked to see it dig a little deeper.

Inyssa

I’m happy to see people writing (or at least mentioning) the different ‘tribes’ or kin that surely existed in the past for different legendary beasts, as was later shown in Legends Arceus and only somewhat in the Hoenn games. And Alola is a great place to explore that. It seems to be one of the only places in the Pokemon world where roots of that worship still exist, even if in the present it’s little more than ceremony. A custom to enrich their culture, rather than an actual religion. I find that stuff super fascinating, and I haven’t seen this side of Alolan folklore explored in fic yet.

Mount Lanakila really is given a lot of tangential lore and importance with how little the player spends there, but I guess the League is also up there, so it makes sense. Still, the idea of Alolan Ninetales serving as the messengers for the guardian of the mountain (or representations of it, incarnate forms) is an idea ripe for exploring, the type of myth that would naturally be born in such a place mixed with the actual supernatural entities of the Pokemon world.

I like the idea of people having to be guided to the place where Lede’keo resides, and that only one of her messenger Ninetales would be able to do so. That Vina had to first be introduced through her Froslass is a really neat piece of worldbuilding. It makes perfect sense that other ice-types would live there and know of the deity, and that some of them would go out and meet humans they’d want to bond with. And that said humans would be interested in meeting Lede’keo. It all tracks really well, and it’s a little detail that could be easily skipped or handwaved.

Lede’keo’s personality is also fun, although at some points it comes across as a little too human I think. But I like how nice and warm she actually is, as opposed to what people must think of her as the guardian of the icy mountain. That Vina is interested in studying under her and that it also serves as some much needed companionship for Lede’keo (who, despite what she said, surely must miss some contact with humans) led to a really satisfying ending.

I liked this one, it’s just long enough for what it wants to do and it focuses on all the right strengths you have as a writer. It’s a nice exploration of a less well-known myth that most people probably skipped on their way to the League.

Panoramic_Vacuum

It’s been a while since I read the ‘dex entry for Alolan Ninetales, so I like the chance to refamiliarize myself with it. It lends itself well to the region in which it’s found. This fic reads like an extension of canon Alolan lore, fitting right alongside the likes of the Tapus, but as it’s hinted, even older and closer to the greater pantheon of pokemon deities. I could definitely buy this ancient deity existing as she does beneath Lanakila, waiting for someone to follow the spirit guides back to her after all this time.

Some of the prose is a bit stiff, and a few of the paragraph transitions didn’t flow well, but overall I could follow Vina’s progression across the mountain and down into the twisting caves well. It evoked strong environmental imagery that reminded me a lot of the Snowpoint area from Legends: Arceus and its hidden icy caves. I like the added touches of all the pokemon living in the caves as well. It’s not just the hidden home of a powerful goddess, it’s a home to all pokemon who live on Mount Lanakila. It might have been even better if more of the local pokemon had more of a presence than a background cameo, but I understand the limited nature of the story and wanting to keep the focus on the featured ‘mon. The details that were more fleshed out for other pokemon, like having Vina’s Glalie be born here, and the elder Ninetales acting as the medium for Lede’keo to speak through were nicely done.

There’s a lot of mysticism in this story, which suits the lore well. In particular, I enjoy the fae-like characteristics of the deity. It would have been simple to chalk her powers up to being an ancient, all-powerful being, but her mannerisms and speech have enough whimsy to them that it’s a clear nod to both typings of Alolan Ninetales (which I will fully admit I had forgotten it was a dual type until noticing these little details in this fic.) In that vein, it’s mission accomplished with this fic, for sure.

Umbramatic

Snow on your face! How disgraceful.

I am imagining just an absurd amount of fox screams.

Fox haven....

Oh no! Blue flames are hot! They'll melt the ice!

I love the detail of the GALAXY EYES

Possession burns a lot of calories you know. It's why those who get posessed by demons demand bagels:
View: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/f0huI_wZ6UE


The plush seat is MANDATORY

I love the description of Lede’keo

Lede’keo would definitely ojou laugh

Awww the Glalie is embarrassed

I love this fox lady

No please ask the questions

Vina gas ice powers now! Hooray!

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I really like the vibes of this one. I also really, really like Lede’keo as a character - she ticks a lot of boxes for my preferred ways for deity characters to be written - powerful, undeniably cosmic, but not quite malevolent and very distinctly still with a bit of humanness to them.You could have easily gone for horror by making her spooky and evil but you didn't and I appreciate that This is a really interesting Pokedex entry to highlight as well.

My main criticism is it's not all there in terms of a story. With these contest entries it's hard to balance plot with the contest theme and this one leans a bit too hard in showcasing the theme over anything else. It's kind of like "the protagonist goes to find Lede’keo. Finds her, gets her blessing" and that's it. Maybe you could add some meat by having Lede’keo give a trial or test idk i'm just spitballing. And I'd like to know more about the old ones before the Legendaries because I'm curious. But this does have a lot of promise.
 

Negrek

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"Someday Something is Gonna Save You" by Rusting Knight


If Jenny had to pick her second favourite thing in the world, she would say it was swimmingcin the winter. The cold hit her with a cold slam at the first step from clumped sand into frigid shallows, waves lapping at her shins. All the hair on her body rose up in silver bristles. Jenny held her breath and forced herself down into the water’s phantom hold. The leaden weight in her stomach, anxiety festered into something awful, soothed, as if a balm had been smeared over it. She flipped onto her back.

“You’re crazy,” her brother called from the shore, his voice muffled in Jenny’s ears.

She gazed up, trusting the water’s buoyancy to hold her lax limbs up. Threadbare patches in the clouds showed a creamy, golden sky. The cold filled the deep, hollow places in her body with a crystalline clarity that Jenny craved like sugar or salt. Only painting felt better. Jenny turned back onto her stomach and swam, head down and eyes open. In the blurry depths she saw a flash of her brother’s Starmie in the water, its limbs whirring; her stomach dropped with a Shellder’s fear.

“Come back,” Liam yelled again, hands cupped around his mouth.

Jenny turned around and struck back toward the beach. With a relief that lasted for the second before the wind whipped at her, she splashed back to shore. The webbed footprints of Wingulls wandered over the shining sand. Far out, along the horizon, the dim silhouette of a cargo ship hunkered down, one of the many that circled Driftveil City like half-starved Mandibuzz. Jenny breathed in, the insides of her nostrils burning from the cold. Behind her the Starmie waddled awkwardly on the land to meet its trainer, who was walking up to meet them.

“I thought you were lying,” Liam went on, holding out a towel, “About the swimming.”

“Don’t knock it ‘till you try it.”


Judge Comments

Dragonfree

This was an interesting exploration of depression and a sibling relationship colored by that and by oppressive parental pressures. There's a lot of rich and atmospheric detail to the descriptions here, painting a vivid picture of Driftveil City, Castelia City, and of these two siblings and the reversal in their relationship as the initially withdrawn Jenny finds herself in art while the initially chipper (outwardly, at least) Liam sinks into a funk.

What it isn't, though, is much of an exploration of Pokémon lore, I think. The two bits of lore cited in the Pokédex entries at the start make an appearance, but Aquarii's radio signals are a brief aside, and Claydol's mysterious ray of light is central to the climax of Liam seeing the painting but the story cuts off there without ever trying to prod at the concept beyond the existence of this mysterious white light, as far as I can tell. When I read the two juxtaposed Pokédex entries, I thought the story would be positing that the mysterious ray and Starmie's radio signals were related one way or another, but I'm not seeing any indication of that in this ending, unless it's going entirely over my head. Instead, this story just seems to be a story about entirely different things that incidentally happens to mention a couple of nuggets from obscure Pokédex entries. There's nothing wrong with that, of course, as a story - but for an entry in this contest, I would have wanted to see the lore have a bit more relevance!

I did also find the story itself a little opaque at times. In particular, I spent a fair amount of time on my first and second read trying to work out how old the siblings were meant to be in these two sections. Eventually I did put together that at one point in the second scene it says Liam gave Jenny the Dusk Ball three years ago, and then at a later point in that scene Liam briefly reminisces about seventeen-year-old Jenny slouching and avoiding his eyes at the Red Rufflet, which is the same restaurant they went to in the first scene, so while they could have gone to that restaurant any number of times, the law of conservation of detail suggests he's probably thinking of that same time they were at the Red Rufflet, which would make them 17 and 20 in the first scene and then 20 and 23 in the second. But I think that's a somewhat unusual amount of figuring required to have a clear idea of something like that, and comes unusually late in the story, given aging and maturity and independence are an important theme in it - one would think you'd want to establish their age reasonably early so we know what we're dealing with and can read the story in light of that. (After all, the only canon age for starting a Pokémon journey is ten, so the talk about Liam having just been on a journey and Jenny being about to go on hers later doesn't anchor sensibly to anything in this story where they're obviously older than that without prior knowledge of your particular worldbuilding!)

Likewise, I'm not totally sure what you were going for with the ending. It sounds like the painting resonates strongly with Liam in some way and then symbolically reminds him of the light filtering through the canopy of Pinwheel Forest, which implicitly suggests it prompts him to return to the Ranger position that was offered to him there, signifying a shift towards healing. And, after returning to a bit earlier in the scene, I guess the reason it resonates so strongly is the thought he had about how he'd sometimes met trainers who were somehow closer to their Pokémon and "slightly untethered from reality", and he admired those trainers - in the moment of seeing that his sister has made this evocative painting of something ancient that her Claydol has shown her, he realizes she's one of them, and it sort of inspires him, in a way that parallels how he helped Jenny three years ago by showing her Aquarii's signaling? But I don't feel at all sure that I'm getting what you wanted me to get from it, so if I'm way off, perhaps it might be helpful to be a little clearer about what you were going for - the connection between the painting of the Claydol ray and the Pinwheel Forest canopy/huge emotional resonance for Liam isn't super obvious as it's currently set up, I think.

Mechanically, there are some typos, misused words, etc. here, and in particular, you several times have dialogue of this form:

“It’s emitting radio signals,” Liam murmured, “Right now Aquarii is trying to reach - well, nobody knows. Some people think they came from outer space.”
In a situation like this, because "Right now Aquarii is trying to reach - well, nobody knows" is a separate sentence, rather than a continuation of "It's emitting radio signals", the dialogue tag "Liam murmured" should have a period after it, not a comma. The comma would be correct if the second quote were continuing the same sentence - but in that case the continued sentence inside the second quote should not be capitalized. You have a number of other quotes like this where it could technically be the same sentence, but because you capitalize the second quote, you're signaling that it's broken into two sentences, and in those cases the dialogue tag should always end in a period, not a comma.

It's an interesting story, though, with some strong scene-setting, characterization and emotional writing; the main thing that drags it down for this contest is just that the contest theme takes a backseat to a narrative that is, as best I can tell, almost completely unrelated to it.

Inyssa

Firstly I want to mention how enjoyable this one-shot was to read, not just from a concept or character-writing perspective (although those points were plenty strong on their own) but just from the prose and its flow. It’s very competently written, is I think the best way I can put it. The ambient descriptions, the little personal touches for the way each character reacts to dialogue and events and the evocative way in which the nature of the two main Pokemon of the fic is explored through each half all are delightfully written. The last part with Liam staring agape at the painting and its description is maybe the best example of this.

In terms of the characters themselves, both Liam and Jenny are really well explored considering how few words you had to work with. You get their personalities, their anxieties and their neuroses across really well without much need for exposition, and there’s something about the restraint of their behaviour, not flanderized at all within their own personality traits, that feels very real. They feel like teens/adults that live in the Pokemon world and have done so for their whole life. What little exploration there was into their family and personal lives was pretty interesting, especially the part about their parents expecting a total of sixteen badges between them, that alone tells you a lot about them, and partly explains why they became these kinds of people.

When I started this I was wondering how you’d work with the two Pokemon you chose for this, and I think splitting the fic into two (two Pokemon, two siblings, two time frames) works really well. While Starmie and Claydol don’t really interact or show this duality, it’s through Liam and Jenny that you can see the similarities, how each engendered the same sort of admiration/apprehension in the other, that sense of awe and otherworldly wonder that strange Pokemon can invoke, and that was definitely well observed and portrayed.

There’s just a lot of good imagery in this, from the beginning with Jenny in the water to the end with Liam staring at the painting as I mentioned. The dialogue is really good too, what little there is of it, and it toes the line well between sibling assholery and genuine care, to the point I can totally buy these two as brother and sister.

I only have two small nitpicks about the story. The first is that I feel like this is much more a character piece than something that focuses on weird Pokemon lore. It’s definitely there, and I like it being used this way (to contrast the siblings and eventually inspire each of them) but I would’ve liked the two Pokemon to be featured a bit more, in the spirit of the event. We barely got to see anything from Claydol as is.

The second one is that some paragraphs, while beautifully-written, were structured a bit stiff and repetitively, with many consecutive sentences having similar or identical lengths, to the point it arrests the reading process a little. I think varying that could help a lot, but it’s something I noticed only near the beginning of the story, so it’s really not a big deal.

Overall I really enjoyed this one-shot and I think it’s an incredibly solid character exploration piece and a very enjoyable read. Kudos!

Panoramic_Vacuum

An absolute delight to the senses, the prose in this fic is buttery and smooth. It paints a rich and vibrant environment that feels alive even if the dual protagonists have a strange sort of stagnation to them. They stand out in contrast to the world around them, halting, unsure, even as life continues on around them. It’s very true to the coming-of-age story it’s telling. Two siblings orbiting each other, and how a pokemon serves as a beacon of light for both of them.

The pokemon choices for this fic, Starmie and Claydol, are unexpected but not unappreciated. They definitely are two very unusual pokemon with some strange ‘dex lore. I like the way Aquarii has influenced both siblings, guiding Liam on his journey until his own light fizzled out, while also acting as a promise of wonder for Jenny. It left such a lasting impression on her despite not being her pokemon, she still has a charm of it on her bag. Lascaux also serves as a link between the two siblings as a gift from Liam to Jenny. There’s a bit of longing on Liam’s part, not having the same connection of watching it grow as Jenny did with his Starmie, and it’s a nice contrast.

However, I do wish we got to see more of the pokemon lore itself. Both Claydol and Starmie are shown here doing Claydol and Starmie things; hauntingly strange, spine-tinglingly odd. But in reality this story is more about the progress of Jenny and Liam’s lives than the unusual lore of their chosen partners. Both pokemon have influenced their respective humans’ paths, but not in any way that would be different were they two other species of pokemon. Lascaux perhaps less-so, given the way it is providing Jenny with inspiration for her paintings, but that only comes to light in the last paragraphs of the story.

A beautifully crafted story, of which I could drink in the prose for at least twice as long as it was, but less of a celebration of the weird and wonderful pokemon than I had hoped for.

Umbramatic

Polar bear swim! Or should I say Beartic swim?

Starmie just chillin.

Lmao liam is bad at video games

Red Rufflet is a cute touch

Your very own Baltoy!

Just what signals are the Starmie sending anyway?

Oh to have a roommate cat

Liam is cursed to work in RETAIL

Geez these are terrible parents.

Guinnes exists in the Pokemon world apparently

-points- Doggo!

Oooh this is awkward

The Claydol is BEAMING THINGS INTO YOUR BRAAAAAAAAAAAAIN

THE BEAMS FROM THE SKYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Take the Ranger job Liam

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This was really interesting. Has a nice melancholy feel to it. The relationship between Jenny and Liam is really interesting and it was fun to explore.

My main criticism is the theme of the weird lore is kind of... incidental to the plot. It's there mostly to give weight to Jenny and Liam's relationship and it's not really CENTRAL to the story in a way that'd fit the contest theme. The Starmie and Baltoy lore also feels weirdly disconnected from each other like they should be but aren't.

This was nice though still. Especially as a person who also likes to draw his/her dreams.
 

Negrek

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"Spectrum" by Farla


"I
said, its horn is turning colors!"

"I understand your concern," she repeated. "But the male nidoran's horn displays have been recorded since some of the earliest scientific documentation and are considered an integral part of the poison-type species line. Bright colors are common in many poisonous pokemon, such as swalot and seviper-"

"I didn't buy my son a seviper!"

"Yes. You bought him a male nidoran, but the male nidoran's horns being capable of colorful glows has been true for hundreds of years before the first fairy-type nidorino was observed, and there is no evidence they are related." To what degree this reflects reality and to what degree it reflects a lot of people working hard to miss what was in front of their faces is a matter of opinion. There is a truly remarkable amount of wiggle room when you stick to the facts.


Judge Comments

Flyg0n

Talk about deep cuts, wow! I feel like this story taught me some new things about pokemon. The framing was suitable comedic and interesting, and it pulls from plenty of fascinating lore and elaborates.

I relate to the MC so much hah. Dealing with some angry and misinformed (but think they’re super smart) chud so called know-it-all and patiently attempting to explain basic details to them is a headache and a half. Good times.

The story begins in media res to great effectiveness, and the prose itself and dialogue was very flavorful and colorful. I think it helped give a strong impression of the kind of MC and her personality, as does the fathers dialogue and the son.

One aspect I did struggle with on a story level was that a large portion of the story was internal narration. Lines of text of the MC essentially remarking to herself about the intricacies of Nidoran breeding, different typing and all the other aspects.

While this does well to show the MC’s technical knowledge of her trade and do great worldbuilding, I think on a story level it didn’t draw me in. Weaving more of these explanations into the dialogue and interactions itself would help. This could for example take the form of a conversation between her and the son, or the father or even including an angry coworker quietly ranting in the background at her office.

The father character also came off pretty heavy handed to me. Some of his dialogue and words almost gave the impression of being very one dimensional. Then again I will fully acknowledge that dumb kinds of people exist all over and I have heard far stupider takes in real life so this isn’t a stretch. Not a huge critique or anything, just an observation.

That aside, I commend this story highly for keeping it short, punchy and still a fun read. Also for pulling from several different pieces of lore and making it into a cohesive narrative. There was a lot of really cool worldbuilding about how Nidoran work.

Phoenixsong

oh no they're turning the frogs nidoran gay

This was weird as hell, but definitely fun. You dug pretty deep to find these little tidbits, huh! I'm glad we got at least one off-the-wall early-installment nonsense fact outside just what's in the pokédex, and you really took it and ran with it. Along the way we got an interesting look at the details and some day-to-day of how pokémon breeders work with (and remain knowledgeable about) their chosen species, which is always neat to see. I enjoyed the wide spread of info on nidoran biology, too, which felt like a good mix of actual rabbits/animals and weird venomous monsters that glow sometimes for some reason, sure, why not.

I loved the breeder's absolute sass. Her personality and expertise showed through wonderfully in how she handled the kid and what she said and what she regretfully tactfully didn't say—the ending line especially was great, 10/10, no notes. Look, sometimes for the sake of your business you've got to dance around what you mean, no matter how much you'd like to call your customer a bigoted dipshit to their face. I'm more familiar with that feeling than I'd like to be, alas...

That said, it could be hard to follow what was being talked about sometimes. Individually, the facts about nido-breeding and the anecdotes about other buyers, discoveries, etc. were interesting, but a lot of them got thrown around at once, sometimes multiple in a single massive paragraph, and not all of them seemed related to what the breeder was currently discussing with the client. It felt like stream of consciousness, or listing random facts because they were cool things for the reader to learn about nidoran in this setting, rather than all of them actually being relevant to the current topic. For clarity's sake I think it would've been helpful to keep a tighter focus on the facts that actually help prove the breeder's point, or at least to tweak the flow of the train of thought so the facts are more spaced out/come up at specific times.

The fact that nidos seem to change type to fairy depending on their lineage and behavior had me off-balance for a little while, too. It was just so out of left field compared to the other facts that seem like simple enough headcanons (or actual canon from an obscure old book) that it took me a bit to realize that this was just another weird thing about nidos that's true for the purposes of this setting, and that there wasn't some sort of weird terastallization thing going on or something like that. I do like the idea of that being yet another "effeminate" trait for the bigoted dad to whine about, but in combination with the deluge of other novel information it felt a little excessive. I wouldn't say you need to drop it or anything, but I do wonder if this is also someplace where adjusting the flow of new info the reader gets might keep it fun rather than confusing.

Anyway, overall this was a fun ride! A bit more of a factbook than a traditional story, but the narrator's personality was more than enough to keep it entertaining regardless. And massive props for digging up some inspiration that was undeniably "weird and wonderful", haha.

tomatorade

Enjoyed this one. It’s short and sweet but it really cashes in on some obscure pokemon lore and does well by the prompt.

Mostly, it reminds me of academia. Specifically, that academics are just as dramatic as the rest of the population and looking into some peer reviews are very funny for how passive aggressive they are. “I’m not saying it’s impossible that this is true, I’m just saying that based on all observable evidence, it’s extremely unlikely,” and other such cases are the core of science, I’ve found.

Which also lends this a very specific tone and format. Obviously, it could be expanded. Though to what end, I don’t know. The core of this fic is really, really the lore to the point where nearly all extraneous elements have been removed and I think it’s counter to the writing to add more about character or plot or whatever, because ultimately that didn’t matter so much, at least in what I found was good about this. But still, I was charmed by this and think it would be interesting to dive deeper into. It feels complete, but open, if that makes sense. Like a series of notes from a pokemon breeder or something. A rant blog in the pokemon world like you’d get on old wordpress sites or tumblr, these days.

In terms of specifics in what I liked, the way you expanded on the chosen lore was excellent divergent evolution is a really interesting concept to play with in this sense, and I think tying that to this bigoted guy concerned about the human social implications was a great way to frame the differences there and have it make more sense to the audience in relation to something most of us would already have a strong sense of. I love the mention of old nidoran being prey animals. It’s very easy to forget they’re based on bunnies lol. Generally, despite this being oops! All exposition, I think you’ve understood how to make that interesting and flow well. Having it told through the voice of a frustrated breeder was helpful here, too. A drier approach might’ve got boring quicker, but honestly I could’ve taken more of it.

In terms of complaints, it feels a little awkward to read at times. Specifically the coming in and out of the phone conversation. The ranting is so long and so involved and requires a lot of attention to the point that I sort of forget that the story is attached to a phone conversation. You could test incorporating more of it throughout the story, since it’s only an issue at the beginning and end. For the beginning it feels especially awkward I think because starting with dialogue has you expecting to enter a scene so you spend a couple paragraphs primed for that until you realise it’s all introspection. It might help to toy around with adding or moving some of that introspection before the beginning dialogue to give a better sense of what this fic is, really.

Otherwise it was a very solid fic that I had very few complaints about. It read especially well, which is important for this sort of story since there’s a danger of getting lost in the technicalities. There’s still some of that, but it’s also short enough that another read doesn’t drain me and I got everything by the second go through.

Windskull

So was anyone going to tell me that Nidoran horns could change colors? Or was I just supposed to find that out here?

Something I really like about this fic is how it touches on the idea that we, as humans, tend to project our expectations of gender/expected gender behavior onto animal behavior in real life.
My only real critique of this one is that I feel like the ratio of worldbuilding to plot is tilted a bit too far in the former’s favor for my tastes. You could really boil the plot down to a sentence or two. “A man calls to complain that his son’s horn is glowing, the breeder explains to him and his son that everything is normal.” Pretty much everything else is just worldbuilding explaining why that’s normal.

And that’s necessarily a bad thing, mind you! There’s a ton of interesting stuff in the worldbuilding and I like the way it’s presented. It’s just that I, personally, would prefer something that shows off that weirdness versus just giving me a talk about it, if that makes sense.

I will say, I didn’t notice any spelling or grammar issues, and what is there flows well! I just wish it was a bit more balanced. Overall, a neat read.
 

Negrek

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And that's it for this year's contest! Thanks once again to all the writers and judges who helped bring it together, and for writers, I hope you find the feedback on your stories helpful.

I'll be reaching out to the winners shortly with their feature interviews, as well as information about redeeming their commission prizes. Please post your entries when you get the chance, and when you do, either post links here or send them to me! I'll compile them in the first post so that people can easily find them wherever they might live on the internet.

As always, feel free to let me know what you thought of the contest experience this year! I'm always looking for ways to improve the process--or simply mix it up a little bit. One way or another, keep an eye out for our 2026 contest next June!
 
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