Pokemon: The Dark We Carry Ch.8 by DeeForty-Five, literature
Literature
Pokemon: The Dark We Carry Ch.8
You see? What did I tell you? The problem solved itself. The boy is dead.
—Shadow Pokemon Lab
Chief Ein
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Rui stirred awake, thinking she had heard something large shuffling about. But when she blinked her eyes open, there was nothing surrounding them except the dark and barren Orresian desert.
Shivering, she pulled herself deeper into her sleeping bag. And not just because it was cold—though Orre, fickle as ever, dropped from blistering under the sun to only a few degrees shy of freezing when night came. No, there was something about the dark landscape around her that seemed almost alien.
Part of it, she was sure, was just
Search for Yesterday: A Black Notepad Run (Ch. 2) by DeeForty-Five, literature
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Search for Yesterday: A Black Notepad Run (Ch. 2)
Land 1: The Greeting Gardens
I know there is some concern over having a “land” that is not even located within the park itself. It is my hope that this small treatise will assuage your fears.
What manner of park do we wish to be? A lonesome pile of roller coasters and dark rides plopped unceremoniously down in the middle of a city? A glorified carnival, stuffed with greasy popcorn and creaky, past-their-prime rides? Anyone could craft such places.
Alderland will be different. Our guests won’t just visit a park; when they cross our threshold, they will be transported to a different world. We are more than just rides, costu
Search for Yesterday: A Black Notepad Run (Ch. 1) by DeeForty-Five, literature
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Search for Yesterday: A Black Notepad Run (Ch. 1)
The energy was almost palpable. The air positively buzzed with excitement. The kids in line—ranging from single-digit ages to teens just entering high school—could not be categorized. Some had faces that were rigid masks of concentrations, others were so hyper they could barely keep their place in line. The attendants were walking down, going over the rules and reminding everyone not to run until they were in the park proper, handing out bottled water… but no one was really paying attention. Some kids were standing on tiptoes and pointing over the thick wall surrounding the park, eying the landmarks: the temple from the Lost
Pokemon: The Dark We Carry Ch.5 by DeeForty-Five, literature
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Pokemon: The Dark We Carry Ch.5
How could he be so stupid?
Wes grunted and splashed water on his face. There was a single, rather dingy sink in the small bathroom off Thoreau’s cellar. He sighed and looked at his face in the dirty mirror.
The man who looked back was tired, and he did not look ‘rough’ so much as haggard. Wes tried to tell himself that didn’t bother him. He only partially succeeded. Rui had seen him vulnerable. Arceus above, but she’d seen him crying. That was—
He shook his head. “No,” he told himself. “It’s okay. You’re not on the streets anymore, you don’t have to worry about her. Sh
Search for Yesterday: A Black Notepad Run (INTRO) by DeeForty-Five, literature
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Search for Yesterday: A Black Notepad Run (INTRO)
Everyone knows Alderland.
It’s a place of faraway jungles and spooky ruins, of boardwalks and ferris wheels. There’s a neon cyber city, a cobblestone street right out of the turn of the century, quiet rivers that meander underneath old trees. There are roller coasters and candy shops and stage shows and a fake zeppelin that circles the park, taking you wherever you need to go. Kids and kids-at-heart love going there. It’s a kingdom of lights and magic.
Nobody knows why old Mr. Alder built it. Some say he was disgusted when he visited a grimy, mediocre carnival full of disinterested, sneering sideshowmen who bilked him out