The phone goes off on the nightstand, only letting off the alarm tone. The snivy in the bed had to pick up the phone to shut it off. The message on the message only saying, ‘Wake up Richard’ before he turned it off. He then rolls out of bed with a soft thump, already partly awake.
The floor lightly creaked underneath him as normal.The water from the shower was warm, breakfast was filling, and the forums were normal as always, though all he did on them were talk battle strategies. He didn’t really want to talk about anything else if it didn’t bother his battle schedule.
They were normal stuff of course,
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Cursed Woods P3 (Village Contest) by DimentionJumper, literature
Literature
Cursed Woods P3 (Village Contest)
The ropes were tight around Freedman’s rists. He sat with two pokehumans at his sides, in front of him was a building. It was made of plane parts mainly but it also had wood to help support it. The door was made out of wing parts, the building itself resembles somewhat of a small church. But you didn’t see the cross on its walls. The light that the guards held made the building itself intimidating.
“Get moving.” said one of the guards. He pushed Freedman closer to the door. Freedman started walking, despite the grave warning the doors gave when they creaked open.
Inside was lit with torches and a chimney
Cursed Woods P2 (Village Contest) by DimentionJumper, literature
Literature
Cursed Woods P2 (Village Contest)
Freedman woke when the wind picked up and got the parachute to slap him in the face. Trying to get comfortable again he turned to his side only to find out he was laying on dirt. He started to get up only to find the parachute he had flew down on was extremely close. ‘What?’ Freedman thought. Soon he climbed out from under the parachute and looked outside to see the forest around them. ‘Now I remember, the plane crashed.’
Looking around it was nearly morning. The wind was cold with morning dew, and the light from the sun only brighten the sky. The surrounding trees stood in wait for the first rays of dawn. Sto
Cursed Woods (Village Contest) P1 by DimentionJumper, literature
Literature
Cursed Woods (Village Contest) P1
Freedman was sitting on a plane heading Midwest for a special mission. Richard the snivy was sitting right next to him. He was either fidgeting because of discomfort or looking around for the waitress, who seemed to be avoiding Freedman as much as possible. And that wasn’t the only plane ride that was bugging him, when he was at the airport designed for pokehumans every security guy double checked him, everyone avoided him like the pledge, and service was hard to come by. And it was all because he was human in a pokemon world.
‘I knew I should have just paid the extra money on the teleport tranzit.’ Freedman thought.
The steady beep of a heart rate monitor rings in Human's ear. The trickle of pain from his back was enormous, but it didn't matter because he felt extremely drowsy. It didn't matter what was going on at the moment, because Human couldn't move, and he was alone in a hospital bed. Despite all of this, it was a comforting feeling, and a familiar one. Human closed his eyes, as sleep starts to take him.
["Come one Scythe, You can do better than that." Someone said, "After all we’ve got more going on the inside." Multiple images flashed inside his mind. A image used to describe DNA strains, images of pokehumans, a weapon testing center, oth
The human was in a room with a pokehuman passing papers along. "And sign this," The Jigglypuff said. Pushing one last paper toward him. The human signed using his 'birth' name, he found out that some pokehumans used the names of their form as a name if they so wanted. Seeing that he didn't know his name, and even wanted to leave it behind, he chose human as a temporary name.
"Really now, you want to be called human." The Jigglypuff said, human still didn't learn her name. "I know its a thing to be called Typhlosion or Haunter but you could have picked at least a name."
Human looked at her and said. "I don't need one, not after what I found
It was 3 days since they found Sara, by this time they ran every possible test they could on her, they drained blood, put her through a scanner, they even put a lucario in the room to check on her. But they couldn't tell what the hell was wrong, that is until the last minute.
Sara was laying down in her bed, by this time she was almost completely pokehuman, the only thing that was missing was the bottom half of her head oddly enough. At the moment it was the worst part of Sara's life, she already knew about abra's bad sleeping habits and was already falling asleep most of the time. What the pokedex didn't tell you was it wasn't really sleepi
The phone goes off on the nightstand, only letting off the alarm tone. The snivy in the bed had to pick up the phone to shut it off. The message on the message only saying, ‘Wake up Richard’ before he turned it off. He then rolls out of bed with a soft thump, already partly awake.
The floor lightly creaked underneath him as normal.The water from the shower was warm, breakfast was filling, and the forums were normal as always, though all he did on them were talk battle strategies. He didn’t really want to talk about anything else if it didn’t bother his battle schedule.
They were normal stuff of course,
DripBeat96: &
Cursed Woods P3 (Village Contest) by DimentionJumper, literature
Literature
Cursed Woods P3 (Village Contest)
The ropes were tight around Freedman’s rists. He sat with two pokehumans at his sides, in front of him was a building. It was made of plane parts mainly but it also had wood to help support it. The door was made out of wing parts, the building itself resembles somewhat of a small church. But you didn’t see the cross on its walls. The light that the guards held made the building itself intimidating.
“Get moving.” said one of the guards. He pushed Freedman closer to the door. Freedman started walking, despite the grave warning the doors gave when they creaked open.
Inside was lit with torches and a chimney
Cursed Woods P2 (Village Contest) by DimentionJumper, literature
Literature
Cursed Woods P2 (Village Contest)
Freedman woke when the wind picked up and got the parachute to slap him in the face. Trying to get comfortable again he turned to his side only to find out he was laying on dirt. He started to get up only to find the parachute he had flew down on was extremely close. ‘What?’ Freedman thought. Soon he climbed out from under the parachute and looked outside to see the forest around them. ‘Now I remember, the plane crashed.’
Looking around it was nearly morning. The wind was cold with morning dew, and the light from the sun only brighten the sky. The surrounding trees stood in wait for the first rays of dawn. Sto
Cursed Woods (Village Contest) P1 by DimentionJumper, literature
Literature
Cursed Woods (Village Contest) P1
Freedman was sitting on a plane heading Midwest for a special mission. Richard the snivy was sitting right next to him. He was either fidgeting because of discomfort or looking around for the waitress, who seemed to be avoiding Freedman as much as possible. And that wasn’t the only plane ride that was bugging him, when he was at the airport designed for pokehumans every security guy double checked him, everyone avoided him like the pledge, and service was hard to come by. And it was all because he was human in a pokemon world.
‘I knew I should have just paid the extra money on the teleport tranzit.’ Freedman thought.
The steady beep of a heart rate monitor rings in Human's ear. The trickle of pain from his back was enormous, but it didn't matter because he felt extremely drowsy. It didn't matter what was going on at the moment, because Human couldn't move, and he was alone in a hospital bed. Despite all of this, it was a comforting feeling, and a familiar one. Human closed his eyes, as sleep starts to take him.
["Come one Scythe, You can do better than that." Someone said, "After all we’ve got more going on the inside." Multiple images flashed inside his mind. A image used to describe DNA strains, images of pokehumans, a weapon testing center, oth
The human was in a room with a pokehuman passing papers along. "And sign this," The Jigglypuff said. Pushing one last paper toward him. The human signed using his 'birth' name, he found out that some pokehumans used the names of their form as a name if they so wanted. Seeing that he didn't know his name, and even wanted to leave it behind, he chose human as a temporary name.
"Really now, you want to be called human." The Jigglypuff said, human still didn't learn her name. "I know its a thing to be called Typhlosion or Haunter but you could have picked at least a name."
Human looked at her and said. "I don't need one, not after what I found
It was 3 days since they found Sara, by this time they ran every possible test they could on her, they drained blood, put her through a scanner, they even put a lucario in the room to check on her. But they couldn't tell what the hell was wrong, that is until the last minute.
Sara was laying down in her bed, by this time she was almost completely pokehuman, the only thing that was missing was the bottom half of her head oddly enough. At the moment it was the worst part of Sara's life, she already knew about abra's bad sleeping habits and was already falling asleep most of the time. What the pokedex didn't tell you was it wasn't really sleepi
Introducing the Pokeumans Base Map v2.0! by Pokeumans, journal
Introducing the Pokeumans Base Map v2.0!
REMINDER: 1) Make sure you include base details (headmaster, creator, etc.) in your description! As well, you an always include your base even if your base travels or does not have a location yet! Just use the 'unknown and travelling bases' layer!
Hey guys, Nova here.
If you guys remember, we've done some things to help you guys keep track of the plethora of bases that are mentioned in our spinoffs. We have our Master Pokeumans Base, which is currently kept updated by Aura-Alchemist (https://www.deviantart.com/aura-alchemist) , as well as Storymwing (https://www.deviantart.com/storymwing) 's base map from a few years ago, but hasn't been updated for a long time.
Well, we're here to step it up and present the late
Cards Against Humanity Night! by Pokeumans, journal
Cards Against Humanity Night!
:new: Alright, game's up! Password is 'Chapter 18'.
http://pyx-2.pretendyoure.xyz/zy/game.jsp#game=61
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Hey guys! Last CAH Night was really successful and we'd like to have yet another one on Saturday, November 28 , starting at 6pm EST / 11pm GMT. From then on, we'll keep playing for the next hour or two, or until we play to exhaustion, so don't worry about being late. We will put up a link to the game in the journal when the game starts.
From last time, we found Skype to work the smoothest when it comes to voice chatting, and we'll use Skype from the start for that purpose this time. So if you'd
Pokeuman Village Contest - Ended! by Pokeumans, journal
Pokeuman Village Contest - Ended!
The contest is now over. No more submissions will be accepted. The entries should be judged roughly around the end of the month. We'll get back to you with the results ASAP.
Thanks for the participation everyone! It looks like we got some interesting stuff this time!
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Hey again everybody! To continue our efforts to regroup the group, we think it would be a good idea to get some community event stuff going. And guess what? That means it’s time for the annual summer contest!
This year’s theme? Pokéuman villages! Yes, those mysterious places that few have spoken directly about. I think it’s time we brought
So I have multiple reasons why I haven't uploaded for a long time, Main reason is that I am moving now because my old house is a wreck. Both roommates and house, I deal with, mainly because of the roommates wanted me out.
Second because I wanted to try something new that wont disappoint myself when it came to writing, and that was basically sending out a complete work episodically. Something I wanted to try out.
The only reason why I am writing this is because of a dream I had last night. Now this sounds like a fever dream, but I think I know why I dreamed it up. Last night I got some old Christmas candy while I was out picking up my medica
I don't expect my watchers to spread this as well but heck. Anything that shouts about Article 13, good or bad, should be heard and opinionated.
Didn't even read this myself. Because everyone should have their opinion heard. One way or another.
This is going to take you by surprise. It took me by surprise. A great deal of surprise. I only thought about it for about 5 minutes before typing this down. I didn't find any holes in it yet, but I know the best way to find holes in a theory is to put it on the net. So I am throwing this up here to make as meany as I can. Strange thing to read I know. But I feel like its the only way I can get this out there to make sense about it. Not only for it to gain traction but for it to gain growth as well. So here I am throwing something to the wind. Lets see what it catches on.
In human history (this one) there are times where we are at our strong