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Summary of what Nate saw when he was taken by the kidnapper, for anyone who doesn't want to try and sift through my posts: - The kidnapper used Flash and Secret Power - Nate was being held in some kind of void space, a dark, empty space with perhaps some stars in it - There were other people...

Of course Nate flinched when the hydro pump nearly took his head off, but he recovered a moment later. So maybe calling out the keldeo hadn't been his brightest idea ever. But it had worked, hadn't it? Nate crossed his arms and feigned disinterest, like he nearly got decapitated every day. Which...

Kanto, huh? After all the Hoenn types knocking around, Nate was a little surprised to find someone else from his home region hanging out here. "Right, yeah. Bunch of weird ones on the list. I don't have the first fucking clue what a Marshmallowed is or nothing." He took another look out at the...

Nate's eyebrows rose slightly when the girl reacted immediately to something Mightyena had said. Another person who could talk to pokémon? It was starting to feel like he was the only person who fucking couldn't. Which, yeah, that would track, wouldn't it? He wavered on the edge of saying...

For a while, things were peaceful down by the lake. At least theoretically. Nate drummed his fingers on his leg and squinted against the too-bright glitters coming off the water. He really should have taken it easier on the caffeine. Meanwhile Mightyena dozed, or at least he thought she did...

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With nothing immediately pressing to do, Nate headed out of the cafe, determined to get some actual peace and quiet this time. Not that he minded, actually, that the other two had shown up. But he needed time to think, goddamn it, especially since that conversation had been another huge...

"The power of fucking friendship, then," Nate said, smiling faintly as he gave his head another shake. It was true that close interactions with humans tended to augment pokémon's abilities in strange ways, like mega evolution and all that shit. Infinity energy blah blah something something, it...

Hello, everyone! I hope your writing's been going well and you're enjoying work on your contest one-shots. This is a quick reminder that the submission deadline is approximately sixty-eight hours from now, or just a little under three days! We've received several lovely entries already, but we'd...

Nate's recollections unleashed a storm of speculation from the other two trainers, and he relaxed a bit. So long as the attention was off him and Mightyena, he was happy. And it was good to hear some people actually trying to figure this shit out instead of milling around uselessly or hoping...

Nate wasn't entirely sure what to make of the lookalike pokémon's response. He should go back to cursing people out...? Odette shooed her pokémon away before Nate could figure out how to respond to that, but Nate called after it, "Hey! I wouldn't say no to some espresso if you've got it!"...

Nate inclined his head ever so slightly when Odette raised the cup of coffee. She was thinking she'd get some answers out of the rich guy with that? What was she planning to do, dump it on him? Was she trying to suck up? He racked his brains trying to remember who the hell "Orzo" was. The hypno...

As usual, Mightyena was the first to notice someone approaching their table. Despite the fact that Nate was supposed to be watching the door. Great. Too much goddamned thinking. Nate took a quick glance around when Mightyena tensed, moving as little as possible, and in the near-empty cafe it was...

Nate slouched into the cafe well after ten, hoping that most people would have grabbed their grub and set out to do whatever already. The nurses had all wanted him to stay a bit longer, for "observation" or whatever the fuck, or at least leave Mightyena, but it wasn't like nobody could do shit...

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Nate woke up in the infirmary. Again? Had he left? He wasn't sure. The room was too bright, and he could feel the weight of the air with every breath he took, pressing down on straining lungs. How the fuck did he feel even worse now than he did before? Wasn't the whole point of this shitty...

Nate woke freezing, his head pounding, nausea backing up his throat every time he moved. And he needed to move, because even in his barely-conscious state,not sure where he was or why, he recognized that itching, tingling sensation. "What are you--?" he started, the words starting mushy but...

The story should center the villain's perspective, but the villain doesn't need to literally be the POV character. The villain viewed through a perspective that understands them to some extent and can give some insight into what makes them tick would work better for this contest rather than a...

One-Shot Contest: Mischief and Malice The Pokémon World is a world of heroes, whether they be new trainers setting out to upend the status quo, trusty partners driving back the tide of darkness, or wise mentors helping the next generation along its path. But wherever there are heroes, there...