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Old March 29th, 2014, 03:11 PM
Rediamond
 
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I woke up in Pallet Town. The color of pure white beginnings.

I was back again after defeating the Elite Four for the forty-eighth time. I had heard somewhere, I forget where, that on the fiftieth I would finally get to become Champion. Yes, the Champ himself. Not just a perpetual member of the Hall of Fame. I could wipe the smirk off of Poopstain’s face for the very last time. Part of me wondered if this was like the “you get a PIKABLU for beating the League twenty times” thing that someone had once talked me into believing or that one thing involving the SS Anne and a truck, but I dismissed it. If nothing else, it helped with grinding and that helped me beat other people I met through the linking machines. Winning those matches was strangely satisfying.

And there was not a whole lot else to do anyways.

So I found myself staring off into the Pallet sunset as I had about fifty times before on my journey. Despite spending ten years here in my extremely uneventful childhood, I still found the site new and unfamiliar each time I saw it. I had to wonder why. Surely there had not been much to do in town but watch the sunset. Less than a dozen people called Pallet home, so I obviously had not been busy socializing. Or even at school. Pallet did not have one. I assumed that I had been taught, but for some reason I could never remember precisely how. Once I asked Mom about it. She just smiled like she always does and told me I looked tired and needed a rest. I supposed that was true. I never slept anymore except when I was at home. Maybe that was abnormal, but then again, I never saw anyone else sleep. Perhaps they did it in the closed houses with the locked doors I ran across from time to time. Come to think of it, though, I could really only remember one dream in my entire life. Professor Oak was there. He told me about POKéMON. But of course, I knew all about POKéMON. I just sometimes forgot and needed his help or the trainer signs to remind me of little things, like how to capture Pokémon, put on my running shoes, or use the SAVE button.

But that’s all a bit irrelevant. What really matters is that the sky just turned pitch black, heck, everything turned pitch black and now I am here talking to you. So, could you please tell me what is going on.

You take a sip of your tea, wholly unconcerned by what I am saying. Because of course that is more important than the fact that my world just literally turned black and I am trapped in a café in God-knows-where with no one but you and that’s kind of disturbing. Just a little. I’ve seen a lot of weird things, but that more or less wins in my eleven years of life. Not that I really remember that much from the first ten, but still.

“Ah, yes, I forgot that you had not gone through that before. You have a very devoted player, you know. Not many put as much time into the game as yours did.”

What are you talking about? What is a ‘player’ and why would one be assigned to me?

“There is an N64 in your room, you know? I assumed you would know what a player is.”

Like a video game player?

“Precisely. Just like a video game player. Maybe even a bit more than that. After all, they kind of also impose their personality on you. Given your whole ‘never says anything’ shtick, that’s pretty much necessary.”

Wait. How can you hear me?

“I am The Director. We met once in Celadon City. Twice, even. I gave you that certificate for completing the POKéDEX some time ago. Remember that? It was quite impressive, to say the least. Required the help of someone else and even getting a Mew. A really remarkable achievement there.”

Right. I completed the entire POKéDEX, which required trading with… I don’t even remember. Some friends. Traveled across the entire land, searching far and wide. Battled three gods and a ridiculous freak of nature at the bottom of the deepest cave in the region. I had to do—well, whatever that weird thing with Mew was.

“Glitch exploitation. It would have been easier if you just got one from GameFreak or Nintendo like you were supposed to, though. Glitches can be pretty volatile. Not quite as bad as hacking, but still potentially dangerous. Just be glad that you never ran into one of the malignant MISSINGNO.”

MISSINGNO.? I think a friend told me about that. I forget who.

“Yes, a glitch POKéMON. Nasty result of a placeholder. It’s admittedly useful for item cloning, but it can really wreck games if you use it wrong.”

Why does the universe have glitches? Is this still part of your video game rambling?

“Well, because it is a video game. That’s not just crazy talk. You are literally the main character of a video game. And a pretty successful one, too. Fans can’t get enough of you. PIKACHU’s more popular, but for people who entered with the games you’re the coolest guy in the entire franchise.”

…I think I’m done here. Where’s the door. I need to get back to Pallet Town.

“There is no door. We’re kind of waiting out a reset at the moment. Your player’s letting the entire opening sequence go and giving some more time to think over his decision, so it could be a while. I suppose it’s painful to get rid of this file after so much work.”

Reset?

“Yes, everything’s about to be undone and rebooted to a blank slate. You’ll wake up in your room in Pallet Town, go downstairs and head out to some grass. Then Oak will chase you down because you don’t have any POKéMON—“


I have lots of Pokémon. Literally all of them.

“Now you do. But you’ll lose all of them in the reset.”

Lose them! But they’re my friends. I love them.

“And you have never spoken a word with them. Funny how that works, isn’t it? You’re player must be more attached to this game than I imagined.”

That all happened to me a year ago. I’m eleven now. It can’t happen again. Time just doesn’t restart.

“In video games it can. The last year will get erased and things will start all over again. Your player can rediscover why they fell in love with the series in the first place. And then by the time he’s done, the new games will be out and he can move onto those. Shame he didn’t wait though. He would be able to send over his old POKéMON to the new games if he waited a little longer. That’s one of the best parts of them.”

But, I’m eleven! I have things to live for. Getting a car, a girlfriend, graduating high school, getting a job, getting married—okay, yeah, girls are sort of gross, but you get what I mean. I can’t do that if I’m ten again!

“But you were never going to do any of that. It’s not in the coding! You’ve never been to school, in fact, there isn’t even a school in your world, there are only a handful of cars in your world, you’re rich enough you don’t need a job, and there are only about six girls with names in your world. And I hardly think Agatha counts. Not a lot of potential there for you.”

Gross.

“Exactly. And the others are either way older than you, only talk about battling, or both. That would be a really one-dimensional relationship even if you did pursue it. Point is, you really didn’t have a future outside of battling the Elites a few more times. Now you can actually do something new! It’s a good thing.”

You can’t just take my life like that.

You raise your hands into the air in self-defense. “Hey, I’m not. That’s your player. You could blame them, but they are the only one who gives your life any meaning whatsoever, so I would not stay mad at them for long. That, and they could just leave you trapped in Rock Tunnel for a few hours if they really wanted. Probably best to avoid that.”

I stay silent for a moment. Well, mentally silent. But you can apparently understand my inner monologue through your Director nonsense.

“It actually really makes sense when you think about it,” you mutter.

Shut up. Point is, I needed a moment to take it in. Can we agree on that?

“You’ve had your moment. Actually, you wasted it explaining to me that you needed a moment.”



“That’s a really inspiring quote there. I might have to use it if I ever give you actual dialogue.”



You sigh. “I’m not repeating my mistakes in the next version. There’s a postgame. You get to travel to a whole new region and battle eight more gym leaders before facing down an even more powerful Champion. Err, you won’t. But your player will. He’ll love it. That should make you happy.”

You’re rambling now.

“Of course I am. You aren’t the best of conversationists and—oh, look, your player finally hit New Game.” You rise to your feet. “Won’t be long now. Pleasure talking with you. We’ll meet again when you get to Celadon. Then when you complete the POKéDEX. Or when your trainer resets. Or when he gets bored and gives up on the game altogether. Whichever the case is.”

Gives up on the game?

“Highly probable with the new versions coming out.”

What would happen then?

“Oh, I suppose we could talk until he regains interest. Barring that, we could talk forever. Maybe you could help me with the new games. Or I could find some role for you in the future. A lone, silent boss at the end of the game so you could meet your player again. Or a bonus tournament boss or something.”

Before I can yell at you I’m dreaming. Professor Oak is there telling me about POKéMON. But I know everything there is to know about Pokémon. I’m a master. I completed my POKéDEX. I beat the Elite Four 48 times. Okay. Maybe I just need some refreshing on the details. Like what TM number Thunderbolt is. And what types hit rock for super effective damage. And how to put on my running shoes and save the game.

I wake up in Pallet Town. The color of pure white beginnings.




'sup. Just a one-shot I did for my eighteenth birthday. Feel free to check out the link in my sig if you like my writing and want to see more.
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Old April 17th, 2014, 01:03 PM
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Nice. Its an interesting concept, and its well executed too. I like the style as well, of sort of not really placing us in the shoes of the Director. Nice one man!
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Old April 18th, 2014, 12:53 PM
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Thank you for this one-shot's first review!

The story was originally going to be in the first person told by The Director. Then I didn't really enjoy the meta-stuff as much so I switched it to Red's perspective. He had far less knowledge and more emotional investment, so it made sense. Glad to see that you enjoyed it.
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There are many reasons to journey in the Pokemon World. It turns out that banishment, breakdowns, unbeatable rivals and being forced to attend one dance too many are among them. A collection of short stories set in the Camper trainer class.


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