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Guardian of Aura Part 1My name is Cyrus, and THIS... is my story.Guardian of Aura Part 1 by jd02022092
You might look at me as one of those average day-to-day young adults. However, that average young adult has a secret: since as far as I can remember, fame has taken over much of my life. It doesn't matter where I am, school, work, or online, everyone seems to be talking about me behind my back.
How is this possible?
Well, I had this aspiration of becoming the best filmmaker in Worcester alone. When I started, I had expected to gain enough fame to be considered one of the best in the world. However, later I had realized that it would take much longer than I had expected. Thus, I have reduced my expectations over time until it became a municipal goal, which remains successful as of today.
Now, back to my life...
I have a girlfriend: Laura. When I first met her, we were just kids at the park who met regularly. Now that I finally reunited with her at Worcester Tech
Guardian of Aura Part 2The feeling of running had all of a sudden become so different. Comparing myself before my change, I had gained enough energy to accelerate myself to speeds of around 90 mph. I might have gone fasterGuardian of Aura Part 2 by jd02022092
The route to Elm Park for me was easy: upon reaching the end of Route 70, I leap to the right, onto Route 9. It wasn't very hard to find; it took me almost 5 minutes to even get there.
Luckily, no one saw me. I must have been a blur to them.
Upon reaching Elm Park, I start looking for Laura. There she was, about a few feet away from my position, sitting on one of the park benches on the Route 12 side.
I could have been able to see the whole Elm Park now that I have aura vision. The whole block extends for about a half-mile; the exact distance I'm limited to for a good view. The vision allows me to focus on one thing so it appears closer than it actually is. It was like I could predict something wa
Guardian of Aura Part 3Green Hill Park: so huge you could take about 500 Foley Stadiums and put them all into the total area of the park. So huge even many of the big activities are up on this huge mountain, such as golf, fishing, etc.Guardian of Aura Part 3 by jd02022092
So much a Lucario CAN'T do in time.
At just the right moment, I take a left off of Route 70 and up the hill toward the entrance to the park. The hill is so steep, yet I still maintain my speed.
To get a good view of the park, I directed my body towards the highest point in the park and kept going until I got there. It was not a bad view, but if I leapt high enough, I could see more.
My initial thought was that Ryan and Peter may have already killed Laura. However, I was wrong the moment I used my aura vision. I could see 3 figures in the distance. 2 of them were on the ground, one of them shaking, while the other was on his feet, with a gun directed at the shaking figure. I could immediately gu
|The original series that kept me on deviantART.|
Guardian of Aura will have a sequel, written by MorganLing.
Pokeumans: A Shell FeelingIt happened to me when I was 15.Pokeumans: A Shell Feeling by jd02022092
It had always been repeating for me since my middle school graduation: I get this weird dream that I am actually a Dewott, fighting in the ring against an opponent's Emolga. In my dream, type advantages never bothered me; I just kept fighting till the battle was won.
But every night, the moves were different. This time, my trainer commanded me to use Waterfall. A rush of water poured out of my body like I was a machine. I manage to bring the water down on my opponent and
I wake up.
Today, however, was no different when I started to feel a weird feeling around my body as if I was not myself. I tried asking some of my friends, but they all said "Never heard of such a phenomenon."
So throughout my day, I tried to take my mind off the weird feeling and move on. It got worse as I progressed through the day, as I was trying to focus on the one thing that I always wanted to make:
A Shell Feeling: The AbilityIt has been 6 months since I first became a Dewott. It was a normal day. I managed to get my things packed and ready to go to my first class for the day.A Shell Feeling: The Ability by jd02022092
I can tell you right now that being a Pokemon could never get any more awesome than what I am experiencing now. I can now control how much water I exert.
Yet I don't feel like I have that experience. It isn't coming to me.
My roommate, Jay the Quilava, was able to comfort me with a warm fire before I left for my first class: History. God, how I hated that class so much. It's just nothing but the history of the Pokemon.
Despite the fact that the teacher isn't so bad. I'm still able to keep up.
Next is Battle Class. It's my strongest class besides Math. It is in this class that I am able to train as hard as I can to get my Water Pulse to a point where I can finally use it to my advantage.
But every time, it just doesn't wanna do it.
ASF: Tiny Friendship"Hallå? Är någon hemma?"ASF: Tiny Friendship by jd02022092
That was the first thing I heard the moment Jay and I woke up that morning.
I turned to the door to see who it was. It was a Vulpix, accompanied by a very familiar Scizor.
"Thanks, Will," I said.
"No problem," the Scizor responded. And with that, he left, leaving my "new roommate" behind.
"Trevligt att träffas! Jag är Max," the Vulpix greeted us.
"Can you speak English?" I asked. "We can't understand you."
"Oh, sorry," the Vulpix replied. He offered a paw, as if he wanted to shake paws with us. "Nice to meet you! I'm Max."
I grabbed his paw, and we shook on it.
That's when I got into my very familiar attitude, clearing my throat in the process.
I bowed. "John the Dewott at your service!"
Max looked at me, weird. It was apparent he saw his rescuer do the same thing to him.
"Oh, sorry. I learned that from your rescuer. Coincidentally, he rescued me as well."
A Shell Feeling: Jinxed---3:00 PM---A Shell Feeling: Jinxed by jd02022092
Coming out of my gym class, I felt very confident about the weekend. Knowing I had a lot of training to take care of, as well as trying to get my Water Pulse to the point where I can use it in battle, I headed straight for my room. As usual, Jacob and Max were not there to comfort me.
I set my bookbag down and headed straight for one of the training rooms.
Upon arrival, I began focusing on a dummy in one of the far corners. One swift motion of my Razor Shell, and the dummy was sliced in half. Confident, and focused, my mind shifted to another nearby dummy. Striking my Aqua Tail on it, I managed to hit the dummy and send it flying, detaching itself from the ground below and returning to the ground on its back.
Moving onto another nearby dummy, I send a Waterfall blasting down onto it. The dummy disappeared in the roaring waves, and seconds later, the water subsided, showing just a stick and strands of hay on
A Shell Feeling: The Tiny FireAnother normal day. When can I ever have an abnormal day around here?A Shell Feeling: The Tiny Fire by jd02022092
Coming back from dinner wasn't so bad, at least until I crashed into someone familiar.
It was my old buddy, Clyde the Blaziken. The one that would tell us when curfew was coming every night.
"Oh hi Clyde," I said as I was about to pass on toward my room.
"Wait, John," I heard Clyde call out to me. I stopped and slowly turned around, awaiting what was next.
"You know, ever since I met you," he said, "I've been getting this urge, this desire. Ever since I saw you as a tiny Dewott for the first time, I've always wondered what it would be like if I saw the base from another perspective."
"It is kind of interesting, I can tell you that, Clyde," I replied. "I would always sneak into someone's bookbag or climb right up onto their leg without noticing and have a good old ride. It's fun, if you ask me."
"Was there ever anything interesting?"
"Of course," I repl
A Shell Feeling: The IllusionistI love sports, especially college sports. Today, Jay and I were watching a little college basketball. The UConn boys scoring crazy shots against the Longhorns. Around halftime, we heard a knock at the door.A Shell Feeling: The Illusionist by jd02022092
"Who's there?" I asked.
The door opened, and in front of me stood a beautiful Zoroark. She wore glasses that reflected in the natural light.
"Hi. Is this, uh Room 571?" it asked with a feminine voice.
I got scared. I was about to tell her, 'Yes, this is the right room,' but then what if I made a terrible mistake? What if this Zoroark was told that one of us had a special ability? This made me feel even more scared, scared that I would make a fool out of myself. Scared that if she found out, she'll try and eat me up. I would feel so tiny.
That's when I felt the usual itch. The entire room, the Zoroark, Jay, everything was growing bigger before my very eyes.
A Shell Feeling: The BetIt's been a few months since I transferred to the Long Island base, and already I won my first battle here.A Shell Feeling: The Bet by jd02022092
But with who you may ask?
Well, it was this day that I decided to work harder on that Water Pulse. I still didn't feel it was right.
By the time I hit my 8th dummy, I spotted a Lucario with a white bandana enter the training room with a Riolu wearing a purple scarf. Bingo, I thought.
I managed to hide behind one of the dummies long enough to watch their training. Unfortunately, I didn't catch the fact that the Lucario sensed my presence.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. "What're you doing?" he asked.
Uh-oh, I thought.
"Uh hi?" I said, nervously.
"My name's Isaac." He said. "What's yours?"
That's when it hit me. I did my usual, stepping back and bowing. "John the Dewott at your service!"
I followed that with "Hey, I think we can get along. But first, would you like to battle?"
ASF: A Very Special DeliveryToday started with a knock at the door. "Mail call!"ASF: A Very Special Delivery by jd02022092
I opened the door to see standing before me a bipedal Hippopotas carrying a mailbag.
"So this must be the Dewott I keep hearing about?" he said.
"It might be." I replied, nervously.
The Hippopotas shrugged. "Anyway, I have a special delivery for the three of you."
The sound of that made Avo and Polaris wake up, eager for our long-awaited mail since my transfer, and since their transformations.
"First, I have a package for uh Polaris, is it?"
An Umbreon jumped right next to me. "That's me!" the Umbreon, Polaris, replied.
"Here you go, Polaris." the Hippopotas said, handing her a big package, wrapped in cardboard paper.
"Thanks, Cam!" she said, eagerly returning to her bunk to open her package.
"Now," Cameron, the Hippopotas, said, "I have some envelopes for Avo?"
A Jolteon bolted right past me as I was about to return to my bunk. "That would be me!" the Jolteon,
A Shell Feeling: Eaten AliveIt was a day like any other; nothing special, just a normal weekday like any other...A Shell Feeling: Eaten Alive by jd02022092
Or so I thought. Little did I know of the tight fix I would get into later today.
It was just after lunch. I was a tad late getting to my Pokémon History class, one of my worst classes. Arceus, how I hated what Ms. Marino did to us if we were late. Whenever we were late to her class, she would whip us with one of her vines. I wished I never had a Serperior as a teacher.
I was running down the hall trying to reach my next class on time, when I ran into an Electabuzz. A Weavile and a Skuntank were also a part of the group. The Electabuzz responded by yelling, "What the heck's the big idea, you freak?" I was about to apologize when he said "Who do you think you're messing with?!" Before I could respond he exclaimed, "We're the M.S.N. Gang, and I think we're gonna have to teach you some manners, fish br
A Shell Feeling: The StalkerThroughout my day today, I was tortured by the feeling of being followed. Every turn of the head resulted in nothing. Whoever it was must've escaped before I caught a glimpse of them.A Shell Feeling: The Stalker by jd02022092
Ms. Dason, a Samurott teacher that transferred to Long Island a few days before I did, and sounds like my mother, even caught me one time.
But it was coming out of my Science class that I really started to feel sharp feelings of a stalker.
Carrying my bookbag, I ran across the hall as fast as I could. My heart kept beating faster as I went further. The feeling stuck throughout.
When I stopped for a rest, the feeling slowed, but stuck. In my rest, I thought about this feeling. What if it was another Pokeuman that just wanted a friend? Or a tiny Pokeuman just ready to crawl up my back?
I was so nervous I could not control the itches that were sparked by the word tiny.
I could feel that same itch coming as the hall seemed lik
A New Aura - Lucario TFMy life has been getting worse over the years. And it doesn’t seem to get any better. Ever since it first happened in high school, my life has taken a downhill spiral. Even through graduation and college, my life was in constant torment.A New Aura - Lucario TF by jd02022092
When the bullies will stop the torment I do not know.
But then there’s the moment where my life would change. It started at work. I needed to complete a project that was due the Friday of that week. One of my favorite co-workers came up to me.
“Hey, Jero,” he said, “Michelle over there told me that you might have a plan to blow up the place. Is it true?”
To me, that bit me in the leg. “Hey, Mike,” I replied. “Can you trust me here?”
I whispered, “Trust me, if I ever did have a plan like that, the office would not be the place I would do it.”
Mike, being the friend he is, put a hand on my shoulder. “You have a point,
Introducing - Errands!OverviewIntroducing - Errands! by PMDUnity
Well, now that things have settled down a bit, here’s some good news to raise everyone’s spirits a little! I just got a letter from associate of ours who used to run an errands service ‘round Andalusst back in the day. They’re comin’ back to town real soon, an’ asked me to get things ready in advance. C’mon, take a look at this message board - let’s go over errands real quick an’ get you lot started on makin’ some local friends.
And by ‘friends’, he means Pokémon who will pay you to do things they’re too lazy or too inept to do by themselves. Take me for example...I may be a brilliant scientist, but I lack opposable thumbs, and there’s only so much that my tentacles can achieve on their own, regardless of how glorious they may be. A sad fact indeed, but one we must all live with. In this case, I wouldn’t be against paying someone with erm...wait no, thi
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I currently cannot accept commissions. With a recent crash of my hard drive, I have lost all documents containing my literature, and as a result, all ongoing commissions have been cancelled.
Gifts from me are done on a friends only basis and are usually TF stories of a character I know more from the person involved. They're usually oneshots, and are usually released on a special occasion, like a birthday, for example.
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For TF Stories... I'll provide the details, you just have to write it. I can also provide a spellcheck and grammar check if you want.
For Creepypastas... You provide the storyline, and the two of us will write it together, as long as you write most of the descriptive detail.
For Narratives... The situation has to relate to something similar that happened to both of us (your story first). The best (or worst, in some cases) of the two stories is the subject of the narrative. If it's your story, then you write it, I'll provide the spellcheck and grammar check. If it's my story, I'll write the story, you'll provide the missing details, asking me questions as you go along.
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Users must be logged in to capture a Kiriban. They must also upload the capture to their deviantart and send me the link so that I know you captured it. There are no disputed Kiribans; I only take the one that is sent to me first.
4,000: Solar-Paragon, passed to ampharosisawesome
5,000: SpookyLotus, passed to ScraftyLark
10,000: waterdfg (Cancelled, will draw something to make it up)
20,000: Flockling, passed to xZombieQueen:
Next kiriban at 50,000 pageviews.
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