Story Game

First topic message reminder :

Just continue a story through every reply. This story never ends.

I'll start:

Once upon a time a hobo was walking through thte forest when he found an injured Eevee on the ground. Then...

but she spent to much energy so she fainted. her pups abandoned her because she didnt wake up. swamp and hawk left and the boy was by himself

the boy ran after them and asked them to join their group. they asked what was in it for them so the boy said that he had supernatural powers.

then they wanted to see what he could do, so they set up a test for him to pass

the boy wondered what sort of test they had in mind, but before he could think too much about it, he saw the two charging at him. the boy thought they were crazy. "really? a head-on attack?"
it was then that the boy closed his eyes and said "Darkrai, lend me your power or sleep and dream manipulation!"
the boy's eyes began to glow bright red as the human boy of only 17 years used the a darkrai's Dark Void attack to put them to sleep, then he entered both of their dreams, where they were each in seperate cages, restrained tightly in shackles.

...what the...you can...control pokemon?

as they began to realize the extent of their power, something started to bug swamp....if he could control legendaries....wouldnt that mean that swamp and hawk could be controlled?

"no! i wouldnt do that to pokemon! my abilities are talking to pokemon, changing my form between human and my real one, and borrowing the abilities of pokemon and using them myself. i just used Dark Void on you two and here we are. did you see a darkrai even appear? pokemon should never be controlled like that! i would rather jump into a pool of holy water and burn than do that!"

...they wondered if he should be taken with them. eventually they decided to do so but thay kept an eye on him

the boy then released them all from dark void
"you know, i can tell you dont completely trust me. youre not the first. nobody has ever trusted me... they have judged me and labeled me as a horrible creature just because of my other form. the form i was born in. in fact, the only reason i ever use this form is so that nobody treats me like garbage or anything like that. before i thought of using a ditto's trandform to change my appearence, i wasn't welcome anywhere. thats why i live all the way out here... not all demons are bad you know.

...they agreed, but still kept an eye on him. so they started to travel

(wut u just posted made no sense. its like u didnt even read my last post.)

...-_- they agreed to travel with him but they still didnt trust him

(u just repeated the same thing 3 times... =_=# )

the boy said "you dont even care that im a demon?"

...thats why we are still keeping a watch on you -_-

the boy sighed and said "yeah, its always the same... you judge me because of what i am and not who i am... if it werent for me, you would be dead right now from suicide... remember the wedge? i might be a demon, but im not a monster... im not a double agent, and im not a bad person who you have to keep an eye on. in fact, i'm more peaceful than you... ermember the zoroark? you attacked it, but i solved the dispute peacefully without a single speck of negativity..."
because the swampert didnt trust him even after saving his life twice, the young demon began to cry.
"you wanna know the strangest part? even though you dont trust me, and even though you destroyed my home when you were fighting that zoroark, i dont judge you. i trust you with my life reguardlessly."

...=/ okay...(do i still include hawk?)
they went through various journeys and trust was finally made. then they cam across...

The dick again...

the boy looked at the 'dick' and said "do you two know that being?"

umm....well...

then the dick turned to a zombie (it was a zombie b4 right?) then came after swampert like it did in the past. swampert ice beamed it again

whoa dejavu

the boy just stared in shock and asked what the heck just happened.

well...it's an old...."friend"

then as if they were reliving everything again. all their past adventures started to replay

then suddenly, the ground started to shake. the young demon looked at the swampert and he said he wasnt causing it. it wasnt until the boy suddenly bent over in pain that he realized what was going on.

"n...no... it cant be him.... he was killed...."

then, the boy roared in pain as large, demonic wings started to form from his back. next, his skin suddenly turned rough and leathery as it changed color until it was a brownish red. next, two horns grew from his forehead as a tail with a ball of spikes on the end grew from his backside. his feet turned into that of a dragon and his nails became claws. his face stretched out into a demonic muzzle and fangs grew from his new maw. the young demon then looked at himself in a puddle and jumped back to see himself in his true form.

"no.... this... this wasnt supposed to happen... i cant go back... I WONT GO BACK! I WILL NEVER FOLLOW IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS! DO YOU HEAR ME!?"

however, he then heard a menacing sound in his head that said "you wont have a choice for much longer..." after that, his eyes became completely black as he lost control, and something else gained control of him.

he attacked his new friends and roared like a beast until they were ready to fight back, then the young demon regained controled, but stayed in that form. he saw his two new pals starting to attack him furiously and without mercy.

they start to attack him each using their own specialties. soon he was down on the floor overpowered by the two

stop! that wasnt me! i didnt do it!

they didnt trust him any more so they knocked him unconcious to decide what to do

when the boy came to, he was tied to a chair with them staring at him with hatred.

"hey! what are you two doing!? let me go!!!" as the demon said this, tears started to run down his cheeks. he looked himself over to see that he was still in his demonic form. that is when he felt the infernape punch him in his gut.

"stop it! you two don't even know what happened!!!" he cried more, and he sounded like a scared little kid.