COMPLETE: In Sanity (TEEN)

[Umbrepom]

These will be Creepypastas I write for Pokemon that are seemingly cute and harmless. There will be chapters, therefore as I do not want to flood the thread for 'pastas. Also suggestions for Pokemon are open, and I will create new ones at least every week. Begin.

Mawile

It had been years since I'd played my Ruby version. I reminisced about it as I picked up my Gameboy Advance, still containing the cartridge. Without thinking about it I selected Continue, hoping to remember my Blaziken, Groudon and others with all due respect. My sprite was sitting in the spot where I'd left it, the space in front of the Champion. Nothing had changed. Until I viewed my party.
All that was there was a Mawile. No other Pokemon.
"I didn't even bring a Mawile to fight the Champion." No matter. I ran off to the Pokemon Center determinedly. As I walked into the Pokemon Center, there was a horrible flashing white light. Now I began to wonder. What the heck was going on?
I dove into my PC box, but there was nothing. No Blaziken, no Gardevoir, nobody. "Where are my Pokemon?" Now I was really annoyed. No fun. A text box appeared.
"MAWILE: Like what I did, JONATHAN?" Where did she get Jonathan from? My name in-game was Jasper, and that wasn't even my real name either.
"What?" I exclaimed, punching a pillow. "Is Going on?"
"MAWILE: I got hungry." Suddenly a sprite showed her grinning sadistically. I rolled my eyes, shutting off my Gameboy Advance. I hadn't saved, so as I turned it back on, I was surprised to see the Mawile was still talking, there.
"MAWILE: You should stop trying to get away from me." By now I was trembling with fear. As I set down my Gameboy, a shriek emerged from my Gameboy- "STOOOOOOOOOOP!"
I screamed. I stopped.
"CLE-EM!" My ever hating sister. I supposed she had hacked my game, and I was going to whoop her.
Another scream came from my Gameboy.
"SIT DOWN! PLAY!" I did as she said. It was the worst decision of my life. I began to see my sprite.
"MAWILE: After you beat the Champion, you forgot about us. Your Pokemon in your team fled to the PC, hanging out with the Rejected Ones like me." I was so afraid I didn't argue that I had never rejected them, persay. "We gave up all hope you would come back. I was that little Mawile you hatched from an Egg, and then abandoned when I wasn't Shiny. They loved and cared for me like I was their own. I charmed them with my lovely little grin. Then, one night, while they were asleep, I killed two of them." There was a horribly gruesome image of two small Eevee being mauled to death before being eaten. "They tasted fine, I decided." Then there was somewhat of a slide show showing images of Mawile eating my Pokémon; she broke my Blaziken's bones with her huge iron maw, eating him like a chicken; she Iron Headed my Groudon into unconsciousness before using Flamethrower to melt the armor off of his meat; Mawile killing Gardevoir through Crunch, as my Gardevoir attempted to defend; my beloved Gamesharked, un-glitched Mew getting eaten by the tail. Mawile reappeared onscreen. "Soon there were no Pokemon left. I was stuck here."
I couldn't believe myself. I apologized to a video game,
"I'm so sorry!"
"MAWILE: You know what, I'm still a little hungry..." The screen turned blood red. Then there was a very faint text box, so faint you could barely see it... "MAWILE: Yum." By now I couldn't blink. My breathing stopped. I think I might have fainted, or maybe I didn't. But I remember a light.

When I sat up, my mother held me back down. She clenched an ice pack to my head.
"Thank god," She panted, "I was about to call the hospital."
"Mom..." I was grateful she was there. The image of Mawile and the Eevee, her killing all of my Pokemon, the thoughts were gone. I nodded. I was fine. It was all a freaky dream, I decided. I picked up my half-broken Gameboy (I had apparently dropped it) and turned on Ruby. The only open was "New Game." I clicked it, and instead of Birch's spiel, there was a horrible sight.

It was Mawile, covered in blood. Her eyes were crossed, and her maw was grinning.
"MAWILE: You thought you could evade me by restarting...GAME OVER."

Excuse me while I vomit.

 

[Vixi]

XD I found this extra funny because the female Mawile made me think of @Berrenta;

 

[Umbrepom]

Haha thanks Snugglefox XD! But the fact that a creepypasta about eating people reminded you of someone who is a user...
I'm thinking about a creepypasta right now...

 

[GastlyGibus]

I like creepypastas. Therefore, I like this. I only wish it were longer and more detailed.

Just remember to break it up into paragraphs next time.

 

[Umbrepom]

Yeah, GastlyGibus, I'm trying to edit it, that's what I get for writing a creepypasta at midnight.

Prank

Spoiler

Waltzing through Lavender Town, I smiled. Here I'd grab a nice little Marowak or something, and then I'd go back to Lt. Surge and kick his rear.
The tower loomed over my head, eerier than usual. The spikes seemed spiker, the windows seemed foggier, the shadows looked...shadowier. I figured this was because it was night. I had always been too afraid to go in at night, but now that I had these Level 80 Pokémon on me, it seemed alright. I jumped through the door, stubbing my toe on the door.
"OWEEE!" I assumed the reason it hurt so much was that I had a low pain tolerance. I took a few steps in, and I slid, falling on my back with a horrible crack. My head hurt now as I sat up. I began to walk through the tower. Rubbing my throbbing skull and limping from my toe, I stepped up the stairs, beginning to whistle as to relieve my worry of being attacked by a Haunter, or worse. Soon the whistle turned into a song I made up as I went.
"I'm getting a Marowak,
Probably got a good ground attack,
Dut doo dee dum." I stopped abruptly as I ran into a door. Weird, there was never a door. I opened it. It creaked loudly as I shut it, almost like a screech. The door was a pasty purple. As I turned to shut the door, I saw writing on it- DOYOULIKEIT?YOUPROBABLYDONT. I looked at it warily. Freaks and weirdos wandered the tower, hoping to freak kids out. I constantly ran into these things anyway. I repeated this to myself as I bumped into a Psychic. I leapt back, expecting to fight him, but no, I'd met him. He started up a casual conversation.
"Juliet, I'm starting to think of leaving the tower." He told me after a few minutes of friendly banter.
"Why?"
"I've been running into lots of bad luck." He said, leaning in closer to me. "Rumor has it, since you left, a Mismagius is living at the top of the tower."
"A MISMAGIUS? I'VE GOTTA CATCH THAT!" I yelled. All the trainers in the room sat up and shushed me.
"Juliet, I don't think you should." He said.
"Well, why not? I have a party full of the toughest Pokémon in Johto!" I told him. He nodded.
"I know. But look at your condition; your in no shape to catch a Bad Luck Pokémon, are you?" I pouted.
"Not really." I ran to the stairs, tripping over the graves. "But I'm gonna!" Finally tripping over my own feet on the stairs, I fell down.

I woke up. What I found, I was not surprised, was a Pokeball containing Mismagius. I sat up.
"Where am I?" Nurse Joy hurriedly separated pens and pencils into cans.
"The Pokémon Center." She caught my eye as I fumbled with Mismagius' ball. "Oh yes, I nice psychic gave it to me to give to you. You like?" I scanned it with my Pokedex, which simply beep-bopped and exploded in front of my very eyes. Nurse Joy and I simply stared at each other.
"Weird." I said monotonously.
"Welp, you want to try to fight me?" Asked Nurse Joy. "You're in mint condition, and so is that Mismagius." I was surprised. Every Nurse Joy I met was the non-battling type. But, I suppose no Pokémon trainer can resist.

I smiled. Mismagius would be so useful in battle!
"Go Mismagius!"
"Go Blissey!" Grinning, I knew what I would use.
"Power Gem!" Mismagius smiled back at me. Its face was twisted into a gruesome smirk. Mismagius hurled the gems, indeed, but they began to head towards Nurse Joy, who was much taller than Blissey. Nurse Joy yelped as she ducked the sharp rocks. I scowled at my Mismagius.
"What was that?" Nurse Joy yelled. "Blissey! SolarBeam!"
I kicked dust at Mismagius.
"Use Power Gem!" Mismagius smiled as she span into the air with a sickening cry, using Destiny Bond. "Huh?" Then she hurled Power Gem down at me. "GAH! What's wrong with you?" Mismagius smiled sadistically as she watched me leap out of the way.
SolarBeam hit Mismagius hard. Screaming, Mismagius landed upon the ground.
"Use POWER GEM!" I yelled at her. Mismagius rose from the ground. She aimed Thunder...not at Blissey, but at Nurse Joy! "MISMAGIUS!? ARE YOU DEAF?" Nurse Joy was electrocuted. Her normally prim and proper hair now sat in an afro atop her head.
"What is wrong with your Mismagius?" Sputtered Nurse Joy.
"I...I have no idea!"
"Blissey! Use SolarBeam again!" I gaped. Mismagius smiled.
"Use...Power Gem..." I sighed. Nurse Joy was hit hard, knocking her unconscious.

"Wh...who did this?" Nurse Joy asked. She was now surrounded by the whole town, all bickering and asking the same question;
Just who did this to Nurse Joy?
"I...I did..." I said. "Or, my Mismagius did..." I sighed. Nurse Joy sat up, stunned.
"You're under arrest!" Yelled out a cop.
"I'm under arrest? Why?"
"For assault!" I screamed as I was dragged away. I was having such horrible luck! Why in the world...?

In the jail cell, I pitter-pattered about. It was dark, and the cement block was uncomfortable. I turned to the wall. Suddenly I saw a series of words upon it.
"Huh?" I moved closer.
HAHAHA.YOUDONTLIKEIT?WELLYOUGETBADLUCK.COURTESYOFME.
"Of who?" A flash of lightning appeared outside of my cell.
OFCOURSEYOUKNOW,ANDYOUHATEME.BADLUCKISGREAT,ISNTIT?
"No, it's not..." I told the wall. "This is all a horrible prank!" I yelled at the guy in my cell. He sat upright.
"What is?"
I sighed as a boom of thunder sounded.
OH,THISISGREAT...IHATEYOU,YOUHATEME...
"Uh?"

Now I'm under the roof of a psychiatric ward. I see the messages every night, but no one else sees them. I had all sorts of bad luck since I went to Lavender Town...
YOURECOMPLETELYRIGHT,JULIET.
Is it possible that it was all Mismagius' fault?
RIGHTONTHEDOTMYFRIEND.
I'm so afraid now...
YOUHAVEARIGHTTOBE,JULIET.
My wall is covered in scribbles...
NOTASCRIBBLE,JULIET...
Mismagius...it's all her!
HAHAHA!
I have to get out of here and get help!
YOUCANT,NOONEWILLBELIEVEYOU.
Why is no one coming? I will get out of here! I'm calling the cops! I'm going to be protected!
YOUARESUCHANIDIOT,JULIET.
This is so exhausting...I'm so tired...I'll just take a nap.
What's that purple shadow?

Next one will be about Gardevoir, or Murkrow.

 

[Umbrepom]

Is it okay to post two chapters in a row? I've been rather nervous about it, but...

Merry Christmas

Spoiler

My grandmother got me a used copy of Silver for Christmas.
It was old, obviously, but no damage had been done to it. It was in its case, even plastic wrapped. As I tore off the plastic I felt a tingle in my upper arms. I ignored it.
"Thank you grandma," I told her discreetly, happy that she knew what I'd wanted. "This is in mint condition for a used copy!" I said, cracking open the case.
"It's used?" She asked. I chalked this down to grandmotherly weirdness. Everyone knew she was a bit...eccentric.

That night I turned it on. There was an old file on it, but I ignored it and clicked new game. After all, who cared what the previous person did?
Instead of the speil I was dropped into the previous person's file. It must've been a misclick. Anyway, I was in Silph Co. With Silver, who was next to me.
"GOLD: Silver, why are you doing-?" The text box was odd. For one, the player character never talks. Maybe the old person had named their rival Gold? For another, instead of saying WHAT are you doing it asked why...I threw it off as a slight glitch or someone's stupidity. Boy, was I lenient.
"SILVER: Why would you care?" I didn't. But a small Yes or No box came up. I pressed No, not knowing what it was asking. Next thing I knew I'd probably be flying around Glitch City. Instead the screen cut to black and asked if I wanted to see my Pokemon. I clicked Yes, hoping I'd have a Typhlosion or a Blastoise. Instead I had two Pikachu, an egg, two Unown, and a Misdreavus. The Unown spelled IM, and the Misdreavus was Shiny. Weird. There seemed to be a way the we're arranged; There was a Pikachu, then an Unown. The egg and Misdreavus went between them, and then Pikachu and Unown. The Misdreavus' name was SMILING.
Suddenly, without my consent, I was back in the over world. Instead of Gold (or Silver), there was only the rival, still standing in Silph Co.. The Lavender Town Missing Frequencies music began to play.
"SILVER: Why are my Pokemon so weak?" The sprite turned around, and appeared to be crying. Sobbing noises emerged over the ugly theme. Without me controlling the game opened his Pokemon party. I shuddered. The Lavender Town music kept playing, but with the sobbing and new glitchy unidentafiable music on top of it, I watched Silver slowly release his Pokemon: a Magneton, Golbat, Alakazam, and Gengar. He kept a Delibird and a Weavile. I knew he never had a Delibird, and Weavile never existed in Gold and Silver.
Cutting back to the overworld, I saw the four Pokemon he begrudgingly released, running out of Silph. Silver ran after them, and the sobbing grew louder.

I sat up as the screen blacked out, paling in shock. I never thought Silver would cry, let alone over his Pokemon. What happened to make him do this? As if by answer, the screen whitened out. I walked away, but the sobs started coming out of the Gameboy again, and I ran to see...
A large picture of Silver, the same way you see him in the intro in Heartgold and Soulsilver, except there was a waterlike texture in his eyes- it seemed to be a mix of blood and tears. I was disgusted until he raised his hands (oddly enough) showing deep cuts in them. They must've mixed in with his tears... I thought.
Without any dialogue, the screen backed up, showing him releasing his Weavile. It was bloody and mangled, devouring an Egg...
"GOLD: That's my egg!" Ruins of Alph began to play. Normally it soothed me, but it came out glitches and mangled with a Weavile's cry, broken with a slight gag. I wailed and turned my Gameboy off. When I turned it on, I went to Silver. There was no intro, and the only option was New Game. I must have broken that hack, or done something to change it. It had to work now.

And it did. I got a Totodile and my rival, NOT AGAIN, got a Chikorita.
Every time I'd get challenged by a trainer, I would jump, waiting for the garbled cry.
By Goldenrod City, it was almost two in the morning. Laying in bed, I had horrible dreams, all about that Weavile. Occasionally I'd see a Delibird delivering the egg, saying cheerfully yet sadistically, "Merry Christmas."

The moment I woke up I played my Gameboy. I opened up Silver. In big white letters the title screen read MERRY CHRISTMAS. Behind it was a drainage of blood, and behind that was a faint shadow of a glaring Weavile. When I clicked A to continue, it read "Weavile Version" before opening. I was outside the daycare, where I'd left a Croconaw and Ditto last night. A variation of Lavender Town containing loud screams and Pokemon cries played. I shut off the volume, but it kept playing. I talked to the Daycare Man.
"I'm sorry..." I pressed A.
"We had an egg for you but when we woke up"
"When we woke up it had been eaten"
"It had been eaten and your Pokemon have been crying for a while." I almost cried. I ran into the daycare and went up against the fence, seeing a Croconaw and Ditto sprite crying in front of a bloody eggshell.
This was NOT a Merry Christmas.
I pressed A, but I got something I wasn't expecting;
"CROCONAW: The...the black shadow...she-she killed it..." Now my own Pokemon was talking!

I threw my Gameboy on the floor. It was 10; I had to drive her to the hospital.

My mom was pregnant, and it was time for her to see the doctor.
I was amazed, surprised, and saddened when the doctor told me,
"The baby died...it was perfectly healthy, but it suddenly died." I linked this unintentionally to the death of my egg in-game. Weavile couldn't have killed her!
...wait. What was I thinking? It probably had no link to my game. But we still cried. And while we cried, I thought about that Weavile...

When I went back to my game I was in the Ruins of Alph. On the wall I saw a span of Unown, bloody and cut;
MERRYCHRISTMAS I shrieked at this. Did...did someone do this? Did Weavile?
Why were all my thoughts spinning around Weavile?
Suddenly Silver dashed in.
"SILVER: I'm sorry. I have to do this." I screamed as maniacal laughter came blaring from my speakers.
SILVER sent out WEAVILE!
My Other Totodile went down quickly to the Weavile. However, the screen stated
TOTODILE's head was chopped off by WEAVILE! Suddenly I got a phone call.
"SUSAN!" My sister yelled into the phone.
"What?" I asked, trying to play and talk at the same time. Then I realized poor Clementine was sobbing.
"You-your brother...Nate...he-he got injured... Hi-his neck was broken..."
I screamed. "Hu-uh?" Poor Clem asked. I said nothing. "Su-Susan...his office is closed off...I don't know how he's doing..."

I comforted my sister and cried with her. When I got back there was a message on the bottom of my Gameboy.
"SILVER: That's my Christmas gift to you, Susan." WHY had in named my character that? A sequence afterwards was shown- Weavile jumped on his shoulder. Suddenly I remembered- from the night before my bag also contained several unmatched eggs. As if by response to my thought, Weavile suddenly held an egg, mangledly crying out with pleasure as it ate the unborn Totodile.
I shut off my Gameboy again.

I never touched that cartridge, or even the Gameboy, again. It's laying stuffed in my closet back at home. After the incident I wrote MERRY CHRISTMAS on it...and then WEAVILE.
Maybe that was his Christmas gift...Weavile.

 

[SilverGlitch]

That was so sad, mainly the way the baby died.
Lets take a ride on the feels train!
Chugga-Chugga-Weep-Weep!
Get it? Weep?
I should stop talking now, but that was sad.

 

[Umbrepom]

Yeah...I thought I'd come up with something sad for Christmas...

 

[SilverGlitch]

Don't worry though, I didn't hate it, I find your creepypastas very good. So keep it up!

 

[Palkia Ruler Of Space]

I KNEW something was wrong with Mawile. Nothing has a mouth on the back of its head.