Saturday, December 24, 2011

New Title

I've finally chosen an official title for this fan fic: Pokemon: The Theme of Secrets. "A Kanto Retelling" was meant to be a placeholder title until I could think of a good name. As you can probably tell, I've been winging it a lot in these crazy stories that shouldn't take place in the Pokemon World but are. I really wouldn't be surprised if anyone believes I am crazy because of the things I have come up with. I've always been that way you know, my moniker was "Random Ryan" at one point. Ever since I was a child I thought of crazy stories, but in reality I'm a very upstanding citizen.

But yeah, The Theme of Secrets. Secrets did play a big role in this damn D&D-like game we were playing, especially when a lot was going on behind the scenes by another player. The whole shit with Jason actually went too far and the game was cancelled. Thus, I need to finish it and get the story out of my head once and for all, with MY own climax ;)

In other news, I am aiming (and hoping) I will have this entire story completed by Chapter 150. I had scenarios of Jake traveling through Johto, but I trashed em because it would have been more Gym Battles (God, I hate writing those!!) and no actual story development. But Jake's got one more big arc before the Grand Finale, oh yesir!

May I wish you all a blessed and safe Christmas!!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Chapter 70: The Theme of Secrets

“Okay, I almost got it!” Psycho said to John, while picking the lock to John’s handcuffs. “There!”
“Great, we gotta figure out where we are.” said John. He and Psycho stood up and inspected the area. They were definitely airborne, and they appeared to be in a room filled with boxes.
“Hey, I see the door!” said Psycho. “Let’s try open it.”
John and Psycho walked up to the door and rattled the knob, it was locked, and seemed to be dark on the other side.
“Great, and Yahoe isn’t here.” said Psycho.
“What could Yahoe do?” asked John.
“Yahoe has the power to Make a Key for any door.” Psycho answered.
“Yahoe! Yahoe!” said a familiar voice, for it was indeed Yahoe in all his DEM Glory.
“Yahoe! Are you on the other side?” Psycho asked.
“Yahoe!” answered Yahoe, and the little green bird-thing crawled through under the door. “Yahoe!”
“Alright Yahoe, can you Make a Key for this door?” Psycho asked.
“Yahoe! Hoe! Hoe!” said Yahoe, and a yellow key appeared in its mouth.
“Great!” said Psycho, and he opened the unlocked door...
“Wow! It’s really dark!” said John, pulling out one of his Poke Ball’s. “Charmeleon, let’s go!” he said, tossing it.
“Meleon!” said Charmeleon.
“Okay Charmeleon, use your tail to guide the way.” John commanded.
“Meleon!” said Charmeleon, and it led the way.

On the other side of the massive airship John & Psycho were on, was the Bridge.
“It appears our little prisoners have broken out.” said a female voice.
“That’s bad. They can’t know our secrets.” said the Hooded Man sitting on the Captain’s Chair. Sitting on a sidekick chair right next to the Hooded Man, appeared to be Mewtwo, the Legendary Clone of Mew. “Summon, the Ninjas!” the Hooded Man commanded.

John & Psycho and John’s Charmeleon were now in a lit hallway. “Dang, I wish there was a window here, I want to see how big this ship is!” said John.
“I’d like to know if this has anything to do with what we saw.” said Psycho. “You know, about seeing the Gym Leader Lt. Surge conspiring with a guy in a hood?”
“Oh wow! I just remembered that.” said John.
“Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!” said a new voice that fell in from above. There were Ten identical figures, and each resembled a tan-skinned Bart Simpson wearing a Karate Gi.
“Oh crap! They’re Human-Type Pokemon!” said Psycho.
“They are?” asked John.

Ninja
Human/Fighting
Ninja possess powerful fighting skills, but can also somehow create random objects out of things.


“We’re in for a battle John! Prepare yourself!

John & Psycho

VS

The Ninjas!

“Hah! I’ll topple you guys with speed!” said Psycho, and he transformed his body into that of a Dugtrio possessing Scyther Blades on its heads. “Take on me now!” Psycho said, opposing five Ninjas.
“I choose you! Slowpoke!” said John, tossing his Poke Ball and releasing Slowpoke to battle five other Ninjas.
“Slowpoke!” said Slowpoke.
“Slowpoke, try use Confusion!” John commanded.
“Slowpoke!” *WAWAWAWA*
“Ninja!” said one of the Ninjas, weakened by the Psychic Power.
“Try this!” said Psycho, and it dug quickly through the ground and sliced up his five Ninjas with quick speed. They did not stand a chance. Psycho transformed into his normal body. “Wow, to think the Ninja have become so weak.” Psycho said.
“Alright Slowpoke, lets finish this.” John said. “Slowpoke, Turn them into a Clown!” John commanded.
“Sloooooooooooo...” said Slowpoke.
“Ninja? Ninja?” said the Ninja. “NAH! NAH! NAH! NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH!” The Ninjas had abruptly and quickly transformed into clowns.
“Whoa! How did you do that?” asked Psycho.
“I taught Slowpoke this move before we got to Saffron City.” John answered. “I only have about 20 Random TM’s left. I better conserve them.” The Clown-Ninja’s danced away into the airship, and eventually the spell wore off and they fell asleep.

*Tong, Tong*

“Hey, what’s this?” Psycho said, spotting something on the floor. “Hey! A door!” Psycho said, pulling open a door in the floor. A strange feeling emitted from the darkness.
“Wow! We found a Secret!” said John. “We gotta check this out!”
“I’m with you!” said Psycho, transforming his finger into a flashlight and they both climbed into the secret tunnel.

“No report from the Ninjas? Impossible!” said the voice of the Captain.
“Five of them were found fainted, and the other five were found fast asleep!” said the female voice. “The intruders have discovered a Secret as well.”
“What? WHAT?” asked the Hooded Man. “I cannot allow anyone to learn my secrets...” he said, as he stood up out of his chair and walked out the bridge.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Chapter 69: Insert Pointless New Character

In a middle class neighborhood in Pallet Town lived a boy who had just turned 10 and will leave his home to become a Pokemon Trainer. His name was Jamie. He was rash and headstrong and loved getting himself into trouble if it means adventure. “MOM! MOM!” he shouted.
“Yes dear?” answered Jamie’s mom entering his room. “What time are you leaving to go to Professor Oaks Lab?” she asked to his son, who was still in his pajamas.
“When I feel like it will I shower and dress!” Jamie responded. “I called you because I just wanted to say goodbye again.”
“Oh, okay dear!” said his mom. “I hope you enjoy your time as a Pokemon Trainer!”

Jamie was walking down the street to Professor Oaks Lab. He was really looking forward to picking a Starter Pokemon. He walked up the stairs, rang the doorbell, and Professor Oak answered.
“Ah, yes! You must be Jamie.” started Professor Oak. “Come with me.” Jamie then followed the Professor inside.

“Luckily, I have a full selection of Kanto starters this time.” Professor Oak said, showing Jamie the three Poke Balls.
“Very good! I’ve already decided I want to go with Bulbasaur!” Jamie said, picking up Bulbasaur’s Poke Ball. “Lets go!” he said, releasing it.
“Bulba SAUR!” said Bulbasaur with its stupid raspy voice.
“Thanks Professor!” Jamie said, and walked out the door.

“Now, before I leave Pallet Town, I better look around to make sure there aren’t any secrets here.” Jamie said, looking around with his eyes, seeming to believe there are secrets in Pallet Town. Jamie’s eyes caught sight of a spooky, Three-story house on the top of a hill across the street from Professor Oak’s house. It was glum and had no paint on it. “Whoa! I should check this place out!” Jamie said, not thinking things fully through. Jamie walked across the street, climbed up the hill, and opened the door of the scary house.

“Hellloooooo?” Jamie said, opening the door of the house. It was dark and Jamie heard the scritches of vermin escaping from light. “Are there any secrets heeeeeeeerrrrrreeeee?” his voice echoed down the hallways of the abandoned manor. Jamie walked into the front room “I really have to explore this place, maybe we’ll-” *SLAM* The front door slammed shut and Jamie stood in a dark room. “OH NO!” Jamie said, for he did not have a flashlight.
“Muahahahahahaha!” said a very scary laugh. In front of Jamie was a lit-up scary face of a ghost.
“AAAAAHHHHH!” Jamie screamed, and he blindly ran through the house hoping to escape the ghost.

“Oh man! Where am I?” Jamie said. He had no flashlight and was blindly walking around the dark house. “I was so foolish & naive for thinking there would be any secrets in here. I’m trapped and have no way to get out!” Just then, Jamie spotted hope! He walked into a room with a window, and daylight was pouring into it! “OH! I’M SAVED!” Jamie screamed, for his was afraid of his life. Jamie walked up to the window and looked out and saw he was on the third floor of the house. “HELP ME!” Jamie shouted. “HELP ME!!!”
“Eh? Jamie? What are you doing up there?” Professor Oak asked, for he was standing on the porch of his house.
“Oh! Professor Oak! I need your help!” Jamie said. “Do you have any Pokemon that could Fly?” Jamie asked to Professor Oak.
“Hmmm, well... I’m not sure...” Professor Oak said.
“Oh come on. You’re Professor Oak!” Jamie said. “You HAVE to have a Pokemon that can Fly up and get me!”
“Hmmm, well... Ah! I have this!” Professor Oak said, throwing a Poke Ball out of his coat and releasing the Pokemon in it.
“Cle-FAble!” said the Clefable, who had wings that enabled it to Fly.
“Ah.. No Professor, a BIRD!” Jamie responded. “Something that can actually CARRY me!”
“I have a lot of Pokemon, I can’t keep track of if I have a Flying Type or not, but I’ll go into my Lab and look.” Professor Oak said.
“NNNNNNGH!” Jamie said, his patience was gone. “Never mind, Never Mind! I’ll just JUMP down!” Jamie said, choosing not to go back into the dark house but instead choosing to jump from a third story window.
“Uh... Jamie...” said Professor Oak. “I don’t think that’s a good idea at all...”
“Well your of no help!” Jamie responded to Professor Oak. Jamie then climbed onto the window, ready to jump off. Jamie then fell unceremoniously off the third story floor. Professor Oak stood there observing. His jaw was dropped agape and he was filled with sorrow witnessing a 10-year old child falling out a third-story window.

*THUMP*

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Quick Update

Work and real life are eating up my time, and nowadays I don't have time to brainstorm everything up like I used to :p

I'll be back though. Let's say I'm in the middle of Part 4 out of 6.

After I wrap up Jake's current arc, I got another arc for him before the Grand Finale (oh boy, do I look forward to writing that!)

I gotta tie up some loose ends too. I gotta think of a way to reintroduce Andy; I just COULDN'T think of a way to narrate his adventure as an Abra (please keep in mind what all this was based on, a school ground role-playing game).