User blog:Space-Valentine/ Control - Chapter 1

 Warning: The topic of death and stuff like that is a bit common in this story. Oh, also, Edmund being a friggin' perv as usual >:( Just a warning, now continue on your day my guy.

ohi

welcome to your local hex maniac's crappy little story

i don't know why you're here

so yeah enjoy a story from the perspective of a flirty almost 8ft tall german guy who you can legally reffer to as a rake

sorry

Let's be honest here for a minute, you didn't know what to expect when you clicked here.

So, here, have some background info I guess. Oh, and if there are any ladies in the crowd, hit me up, I'm always open~

So. My friend Gianna has apparently been possessed by an Ultra Beast, more specifically a Nihilego, I think it's called. Then she became randomly obsessed with power and winning battles, and created a team that's "designed to make everyone in it stronger", in her words, and she forced me and her weird Russian friend Ivan to join.

The team went from just a small gang of emotionally broken 20-year olds to a pretty big team a lot faster than I had thought. And apparently now, there's these weird Pokemon downstairs that everyone calls the "Experiments"- mutated Pokemon that are supposedly a lot smarter, stronger, and basically better than any other normal Pokemon out there. Have fun trying to look for one stronger than any of them, especially F_9240- a Midday Lycanroc, Houndoom and Cosmog fusion that calls himself Atlas. He somehow figured out how to break the glass of his enclosure, destroy the control panel, and free several other Experiments- specifically T_2645 "Relate", F_5873 "Puppet", A_6467 "Stop and Go", F_018S "Salad", E_6283 "Xi and Zu", T_4574 "Sad Blue" and A_7643 "Wonder". All but one escaped, that one being Salad, who now hates me for some reason.

And somewhere in that escape, Ivan was mauled half to death by some dogs, a cat and a two-headed dinosaur.

So yeah. I'm stuck in a madhouse where I'm on the death list of a couple super advanced Pokemon that could kill me in a heartbeat, and I can't leave the team otherwise I'll probably get shot by Leader or something.

Oh well. At least she still lets me go outside, I guess.

I remember I was in Hau' Oli, sitting on a bench during my break and doing my daily girlfriend search through the crowd. Don't call me desperate, please, it hurts my feelings sad emoji.

There was one particular girl in the crowd. She looked like she was in the right age range, not too basic white girl-y, probably doesn't have a boyfriend. Good enough, I guess.

I began to approach her, my Houndoom sighing and preparing to drag me off to the hospital (again) if she knocked me out. She turned to me, the shiny Litten in her arms hissing a little and glaring up to me. I ignored the fire type nevertheless.

"Hey, do you like sales?" I asked, as if I was advertising. She huffed and said, "If this is an advertisement, I'm not-" She started, but I quickly cut her off. "-Because clothing is 100% off at my place." I said with a grin.

"I U-uhm" She stuttered, her face flushed a bright shade of red. Oh, I loved it when they stutter, it's adorable. "Whoops, I broke the angel." I joked, waving my hand in front of her face. "Earth to McFly? Hello?"

"L-leave me alone, I have a boyfriend." She huffed again, turning away from me. "Well until I see this boyfriend of yours, I'm not going anywhere." "Well, he's sick right now." The woman countered, snarling a little. "Can I be the substitute, then? I bet I can treat you better when I'm dying than he could any day." I said proudly. "Ugh! I doubt it." She whipped her head around, smacking me in the face with her hair, then began to walk off.

"Ha, she'll be back. Probably." I said as I walked back to the bench, slouching a little in the seat. I know she won't, I'm just saying that so I don't feel bad for myself.

"You are literally the most desperate guy I know." Houndoom said, not even glancing to me. I chuckled a little. "I know."

<p style="text-align:center;">Somewhere in the distance, we heard a cry for help and immedietly turned to it to see one of the team members running past us. The white part of their mask was facing us, so we couldn't tell who it was by the color. It was a female, though, no doubt, and it wasn't Gianna- er- Leader. She had long, navy-blue hair, a white sweater with a purple heart on the front, and black leggings. What's with everyone in the Beast Brigade and wearing black pants? In Alola? Wait, how do people even wear sweaters in Alola and not die? And run from the police and a couple trainers at the same time?

<p style="text-align:center;">We can thank the illiterate eevee roleplayers for breaking all logic in half.

<p style="text-align:center;">"Edmund, don't do it." Houndoom said, looking up to me with a disappointed look on his face. "Aha, too late." I spang up and began to run after her. I heard Houndoom sigh loudly and follow after me, because he's got nothing better to do I guess.

<p style="text-align:center;">She darted around a corner, then into an alley to avoid the group chasing after her, and of course me and Houndoom played along so she wouldn't get caught.

<p style="text-align:center;">The group stopped and began to look around, realizing they were no longer chasing her. "Where'd she go?" I heard one man say. "Let's search around a bit, maybe we'll find her. Scatter!" Another shouted, and we all spread out. Of course, I went for the alleyway, though staying out of her sight.

<p style="text-align:center;">"Hah..." She sighed, pulling out the item she had taken. It was a Pokemon, stored away in a Luxury Ball. "I finally got it..." "Hmm? Got what?" I asked, making her jump and turn towards me. "Uhm- nothing! I just, uh-" She stuttered nervously, hiding the Pokeball. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart, I'm on the team too." I whispered, She seemed a little confused by that sentence until I revealed my mask. "Now, listen. Scurry back to the base with the Pokemon and avoid any other people. I'll tell them I couldn't find anything. Go, quickly." I said, turning back to the exit of the alley. I heard her whisper "Thank you, mister admin." before she silently ran off in the other direction.

<p style="text-align:center;">Some of the search group members were standing on the sidewalk, empty-handed. They all perked up as they saw me coming. "Any luck?" A young teen asked me. I sadly shook my head, and the girl seemed like she was about to start crying. "I'll never find my Kantonian Ninetales again..." The girl wiped a stray tear from her face and leaned against who I could assume were her mother and father, who both hugged her somewhat weakly.

<p style="text-align:center;">This part is always the worst part of my job, watching others suffer. Yeah, it's great to have something awesome that you didn't have to work all that hard for, but it's heartbreaking to see someone who's lost a Pokemon that's very special to them.

<p style="text-align:center;">Oh well, can't mope about it now- Leader's probably waiting for me to get back to the base for another mission. She'll get mad if I don't return in time.

ohi again

did u liek it owo

i have chapter 2 ready and im working on chapter 3 so just tell me if i should keep posting k

ok bie stay hydrated

--Dreams-along-the-stars (talk) 02:10, April 15, 2018 (UTC)