Delilah Kelly sat on the simple wooden bench, still wearing her brownish red jacket school uniform with long black skirt, having long since learned to tolerate the chaffing she felt wearing it. No one paid her mind, or even looked at her. She paid them no mind or even look at them. She kept her face neutral and calm. The only sound the noise of people going about from one place to the next.
She took out an equally brownish red book, thick and dense, and put it on the bench with her. The book was leathery and old, and with no decoration or design. She put her shoulder bag down. Her bare hands biting slightly in the cool weather.
It didn't ma
(Content warnings: Transformation, mental rewrite.)
“So this is the place?” Sonic asked, staring into the mouth of a large cave. “Looks like any other cave to me.”
“It leads to one of the biggest networks of caverns around,” Dulcy said, taking a few steps into the cave before sighing. “It’s where… where...”
“If it’ll hurt too much to see your old home abandoned, I understand,” Sally said, patting the dragon on the back. “You can wait out here while we go in, if you want. Antoine was going to keep watch out here anyway; he can keep you company.”
(Content warning: Pokemon transformation)
It was a warm and sunny day in the Kalos region. A pokemon trainer by the name of Cam was enjoying a walk through the old stone relics on Route 10. As noon hit, however, he noticed something odd. At the eastern side of the road, a large number of the stones had been cleared out, revealing a path into the woods he hadn’t seen before. He knew this area was a wildlife preserve, so catching new Pokemon there would be out of the question, but, he figured, it wouldn’t hurt to take in the scenery.
As he headed down the path, the forest seemed unusually quiet. The only Pokemon he saw were a
“One room for one night, please,” Came the voice of a teenage girl, her head hung low as she placed a handful of yen on the counter, “and no other guests.”
“I can understand wanting some privacy, young lady,” Nurse Joy responded, “But this is a Pokemon Center, not a hotel. We can’t guarantee you a room to yourself, and we can’t accept your money, unless you’re making a charitable donation. But you will be pleased to know that we do have a completely vacant room tonight, and given how slow it’s been, lately, it’s likely you won’t have any company. That said, I
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Spiritomb's Curse by Frozen-Doopliss, literature
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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Spiritomb's Curse
(Content warnings: temporary statue transformation and mind control.) Volo held Arceus’s Legendary Plate high, eerie glowing unown runes appearing the air around him. "Don't fret boy. I'm just going to obliterates all existence, and create a new universe where Pokemon Wielders command mindless, unthinking, egoless, obedient pokemon." "You're sick!" Ash shouted, rushing up the steps of Mt. Coronet to close in on the monologuing maniac. "That brat from this time told me that too. I had to make deals with legendaries so eldritch and abyssian that Arceus likes to pretend he never created them. But I've lived long enough to finally have what I need. Oh, and I promised one of my investors your souls." "NOT ON YOUR LIFE!" Ash leapt for Volo. "NO! What are you doing?!” He shouted, as the runes distorted. T”he process is already started! You can't stop it!" "... Then maybe it can at least be a world with my friends." Ash whispered as all was enveloped in light. ___ A lucario blinked
From Xanadu to Xanadu by Ardashir by alexwarlorn, literature
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From Xanadu to Xanadu by Ardashir
From Xanadu to Xanadu By Ardashir “Oh, now don't get lost, Fatima my sweet!” Then, under his breath, the man costumed as a swashuckling feline Errol Flynn hissed into the mike in his mask connected to a bud in the other suiter's ear, “Do you even know where you're going, you baggage?” “Tabbe, my love,” the crimson vixen dressed like a dancer from the Arabian Nights purred back at him, costume's eyes half-lidded with long lashes, “unlike some people I always know where I'm going.” She rolled her hips as she passed several young men dressed in some sort of SF military outfits. They gave appreciative wolf whistles as she did. Fatima muttered under her breath into the small mike in her mask, “I know who I'd rather be with, too. Jerk!” Before either could say more one of the 'soldiers' set their arm around Fatima's curvy waist and gave her a squeeze. She lightly slipped out of their clutches with the ease of long practice. “Oh, no, good sir! My dearest love Tabbe,” she bowed in
Klonoa, a Moment of Memories by alexwarlorn, literature
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Klonoa, a Moment of Memories
Klonoa's heart leapt for joy. "Huepow! I thought I'd never seen you again!" Prince Huepow smiled. "Don't be silly buddy, we'll never be apart! Let's play!" Klonoa jumped and cheered. "YAY!" The two ran off hand in hand into the flowery field. - Inside the Maze of Memories museum... Lolo stared. "Oh... Klonoa... hello? Are you okay?" The little Priestess waved a hand in front of his face. Klonoa stood there smiling with dazed eyes. Popka poked him. "He's just staring into that memory mirror like a zombie." One of the rabbit like Mira-Miran said passively, "Oh he's so happy, enjoying old memories. Becoming like us, only wanting to enjoy old memories instead of enduring the outside world." Lolo asked, "Don't you have any faith that tomorrow could be better than today?" "Well, we are the people of Doubt." Popka barked, "Well too bad! We're got a world to save!" The robot doggie tried to smash mirror, but his paws harmlessly bounced off. "Oh my. It must be a very strong