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Username: Goblin Inquisitor

 

Favorite Books: The Somnambulist

 

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(I was exploring different views in this one)

 

[align=center]Snow Filled Ruins

 

Frozen city of ruins, your gray streets can no longer be seen by the white quilts of the snow. Those who live within your crumbling buildings reflect your current state; bandaged and in rags, who are no better than the rats who have already fled this place or died by it's unwelcoming arms. The people sit by the flames, telling of stories and legends that are far older than the city itself. Where knowledge was once abundant like fruits from a orchard are now hoarded by it's keepers and coveted by all. It's denizens have grown belligerent over what little resources remain here. I do truly wonder as I write this entry how much longer this world of suffering will exist before it collapses on itself. What lies beyond this I believe it's denizens don't know. If they have survived to tell the tale however, they probably wish to forget the horrors they have seen. To reach this place is not hard, but to leave is an epic tale in itself. Wanderers who enter this city of ruin are rarely heard from again. What dwells outside the cities boundaries exist are Wolves of White; Sirens of Ice; Spirits of Snow; Giants of Frozen Mountains; and many more threats await. The further I go outside this city, the worse it seems to get.

 

- Unknown Wanderer[/align]

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Favorite Books : Bud, Not Buddy ; Harry Potter Series

 

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When Peter looked up at the opposing trainer, he trembled. He had only two Pokemon left, and his opponent had all four. Which one would he choose? His opponent's Raichu had taken out his Torkoal and Electrode with ease. It was time, he had to use his best Pokemon.

 

"Go, Swampert!" he cried as he threw his Pokeball to the ground. It bounced up, and out came a Swampert.

 

Peter's friends gasped. Marianne, his sister, fainted. "His best Pokemon already?" Samuel asked in amazement. "Then I guess he is brainless..." he added.

 

"Raichu! Use Thunder!" said Volt, the eighth Gym Leader. Raichu had used Thunder, one of the strongest Electric-Type moves. Swampert took the hit like nothing. "What!" exclaimed Volt. "But how!!!" "Simple," replied Peter. "Swampert is a Ground-Type, immune to Electric moves.

 

My turn now, great. Swampert, use Fissure!" replied Peter. Raichu was knocked out. "Return, Raichu. Go, Rotom! Use Tackle!" Swampert barely flinched. "Swampert, use Earth Quake!" Rotom was weakened tremendously. "Now, finish it! Mud Bomb!" Rotom was finished.

 

Peter no longer had doubts, he was sure he was going to win.

 

 

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Username: That big' date=' black, title-like thing at the top

 

Favorite Books : Bud, Not Buddy ; Harry Potter Series

 

[spoiler=Writing Example :']

 

When Peter looked up at the opposing trainer, he trembled. He had only two Pokemon left, and his opponent had all four. Which one would he choose? His opponent's Raichu had taken out his Torkoal and Electrode with ease. It was time, he had to use his best Pokemon.

 

"Go, Swampert!" he cried as he threw his Pokeball to the ground. It bounced up, and out came a Swampert.

 

Peter's friends gasped. Marianne, his sister, fainted. "His best Pokemon already?" Samuel asked in amazement. "Then I guess he is brainless..." he added.

 

"Raichu! Use Thunder!" said Volt, the eighth Gym Leader. Raichu had used Thunder, one of the strongest Electric-Type moves. Swampert took the hit like nothing. "What!" exclaimed Volt. "But how!!!" "Simple," replied Peter. "Swampert is a Ground-Type, immune to Electric moves.

 

My turn now, great. Swampert, use Fissure!" replied Peter. Raichu was knocked out. "Return, Raichu. Go, Rotom! Use Tackle!" Swampert barely flinched. "Swampert, use Earth Quake!" Rotom was weakened tremendously. "Now, finish it! Mud Bomb!" Rotom was finished.

 

Peter no longer had doubts, he was sure he was going to win.

 

 

 

Its funny, because your username's in Dark blue.

 

I made a fic, on to Chapter 1, Part 2. I need something for my character to do, I have something for the end.

 

Dx

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Username: That big' date=' black, title-like thing at the top

 

Favorite Books : Bud, Not Buddy ; Harry Potter Series

 

[spoiler=Writing Example :']

 

When Peter looked up at the opposing trainer, he trembled. He had only two Pokemon left, and his opponent had all four. Which one would he choose? His opponent's Raichu had taken out his Torkoal and Electrode with ease. It was time, he had to use his best Pokemon.

 

"Go, Swampert!" he cried as he threw his Pokeball to the ground. It bounced up, and out came a Swampert.

 

Peter's friends gasped. Marianne, his sister, fainted. "His best Pokemon already?" Samuel asked in amazement. "Then I guess he is brainless..." he added.

 

"Raichu! Use Thunder!" said Volt, the eighth Gym Leader. Raichu had used Thunder, one of the strongest Electric-Type moves. Swampert took the hit like nothing. "What!" exclaimed Volt. "But how!!!" "Simple," replied Peter. "Swampert is a Ground-Type, immune to Electric moves.

 

My turn now, great. Swampert, use Fissure!" replied Peter. Raichu was knocked out. "Return, Raichu. Go, Rotom! Use Tackle!" Swampert barely flinched. "Swampert, use Earth Quake!" Rotom was weakened tremendously. "Now, finish it! Mud Bomb!" Rotom was finished.

 

Peter no longer had doubts, he was sure he was going to win.

 

 

 

Accepted.

 

@Smeargle: What fanfic are you talking about?

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