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Line Inspiration: 2nd Edition

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While browsing around the site prior to joining I stumbled across this thread and found many wonderful snippets in it. I think it's a neat idea, so why not start it up again?

How it works:

Someone throws out a line. The next poster does a follow-up paragraph to the line, then posts a new line for the person after that to work from. (Note that your paragraph does not necessarily have to be related to any previous ones, just the line given by the previous poster.)

Rules:
  • Keep it Pokémon-related - Since it's a Pokémon forum and all.
  • Canon character usage is a must - OCs have the potential to be badass, but one needs to create a world around them first. With canon characters of all forms of Pokémon media we already have that world established, so let's stick to them. (Mixing OCs with canon characters is ok though.)

I'll start off with the line the last thread ended on:
"It takes a stupid person to look cool. That's what makes it cool."
Cassidy glanced over her shoulder across the base's main cafeteria at the two nitwits and their talking cat sulking in the corner in shame.

Apparently, to no one's surprise, they had failed yet again to swipe any Pokémon from that twerp or his friends. Why, after hundreds of dealings with the little electric rodent, they went in on their last attack without any electricity-proof gear was beyond her. Not only that, but it had been raining at the time too.

She decided Wendy definitely needed to rethink her definition of "cool."

~*~*~*~*~
Meh, give me a break, it was my first time. >.>
~*~*~*~*~

"You have one hour. Use it wisely." And with that, the man left the room.
 
I had great fun reading the original. Thank so much for making a new one.

"You have one hour. Use it wisely." And with that, the man left the room.

Meowth exploded into action. "MOVE MOVE MOVE!" Each exclamation was accompanied by a wave of the oversized team flag he'd brought in. With cameras recording their progress, and Meowth's blueprints in front of them on the table, Jessie and James frenetically set to building.

The sand in the hourglass piled, and the pile of supplies and electrical equipment grew smaller as their creation was assembled from Meowth's instructions. Finally, the last grain of sand fell and the last cog was slotted into place. A few seconds later, a buzzer was sounded from the studio. The trio picked up their creation like a child, and carried it together out of the room. Rushing into the arena they set the robot down, just in time to see their opponents doing just the same.

"Welcome back to Robot Rumble! And in this corner, with their robot 'Mega Byte', please welcome team Super Nerd!" the announcer enthused, looking actually quite bored. The studio audience however were anything but, and team Super Nerd was met with huge applause. Jesse, James, and Meowth gulped. Judging by the way the audience was reacting, 'Mega Byte' had apparently never been defeated. The Raichu-shaped robot seemed to be grinning at them with its ridiculously oversized jaws. "And over here, with the newcomer 'Boss-Bot', the self-professed 'lovely charming villians', Team Rocket, and their mascot Meowth!" Some clapping here and there, and somebody coughed.

The corners of Jesse's lips fell, her eyes slitted, and she groaned cynically at the audience's response. James let out an "ee!" of nervousness, and bit his lip.

Too incensed to notice, Meowth jumped up onto to their shoulders. "Who are you calling a mascot, buster?!" He waved their robot's remote control. "I'm 'da brains of this outfit, in case none of you out 'dere in TV-land realised it!"

-x-

That was way longer than I intended, sorry. Anyone else remember Robot Wars? :XD2: It suddenly occurred to me how much the TRio would rock at it.


My line:

He smiled slyly. "The world used to be black and white when I was a child."
 
He smiled slyly. "The world used to be black and white when I was a child."

Gold was not fazed or frightened by the remark. He had studied in school the so-called "Sepia Era" when the entire universe was in two colours.

"Can we just get on with battling?!" he yelled. This trash talk had gone on long enough.

"Alright, alright," Lance said. "Don't get your knickers in a knot."

Gold was calm on the outside, but inside he was seething with rage.

How old does he think I am! he thought.

Gold grabbed a Pokeball off his belt at random and threw it into the arena. Sudowoodo. One of his strongest. Gold grinned. This was going to be a good battle.

Line:
He pumped his fists in frustration. This was not going as well as he had thought.
 
He pumped his fists in frustration. This was not going as well as he had thought.

Thinking that the gesture was a threat or challenge, Persian flipped over on the table and hissed. The poor grunt boy froze electrically. Back away.. one step at a time.. "proooo... rrrr" Persian's whiskers were twitching, oh crap.. But then, they suddenly fell flat. Phew. Feeling the Boss' eyes on his back, he turned around to see Giovanni glare at him and steeple his fingers, a clear indicator for the Rocket Grunt to 'get on with it'. He approached Persian with hands outstretched, trying to put on a peaceful smile, and began to rub under its neck. It seemed to have calmed d- "PERRRRAOW!!"

Blood splattered the newspaper-covered table and floor. Giovanni smiled to himself, and wiped a few red drops off his shoes against the floor. Making the poor boy give Persian a massage (while shirtless) was surely one of his most creative punishments yet.

My line:

Tears began to prickle and escape of their own accord. No, can't.. too weak..
 
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Tears began to prickle and escape of their own accord. No, can't.. too weak..

Green spit on the cold floor. No! I can't let him win, not after all I've been through! She got up to her feet, every bone in her body aching. "This isn't over Giovanni. Not yet."

Giovanni smiled, still sitting in his dark, leather chair. He stroked his Persian's chin and snapped his fingers. "Again," he said. The huge Electivire charged its tail, and struck another powerful Thunder. Green once again fell to her knees with her faithful Wigglytuff at her side. "Dear girl," said Giovanni, "Why still try? Why not give up? Give in to the pain. It can all end," he said.

"Because," she replied, "I came here for a reason, to stop you. This, what you're doing is not acceptable. I will keep fighting you, and I wont give in."

"As you wish," said Giovanni. "Again."

My line:

There was a flash, a spark, and more pain.
 
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