3000 Points giveaway by linked Memories
A New World It was a warm summer afternoon and a 13 year old boy by the name of Justin was walking through the forest's of Tennessee exploring the wilderness. He had a hiking stick with him wondering through the woods. Justin was interested in robots and computer's but he loved exploring the woods of his home state. Justin was walking by a tree and fell down catching himself. He placed his stick down and found a small bump in the ground. It looked like it was fresh since no grass was on it. He moved dirt and found a small wooden box with a small latch on it. Justin carried it in his arms and continued walking...exploring the forest's scenery. Justin set up camp and got in his sleeping bag and pulled out the wooden box.A New World by drakenman
The curiosity was killing him. Justin opened it and found a small bottle with a clear liquid inside. "It's just water."he said sadly. Justin hoped he would found something valuable inside. Justin shrugged it off and drank the liquid. Justin fell asl
Die Macht des Feuers [COMMISSION]Die Macht des Feuers [COMMISSION] by FireDragon7000
Die Macht des Feuers (Glurak X TF/TG)
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Michelle reiste mit ihrem geliebten Pokémon, einer stattlichen Glutexo Dame, durch die Hoenn Region. Die beiden hatten schon viel miteinander erlebt. Da Glutexo bereits seit ihrer Geburt als Glumanda bei ihrer Trainerin war, verstanden sich die beiden prächtig. Nur leider konnte Michelle ihren Liebling nicht verstehen.
Wie immer lief Glutexo neben ihrer Trainerin her und genoss ihr Leben.
Nur ganz selten musste sie in ihren Pokeball, den sie überhaupt nicht mochte, da sie sich dann nicht mit Michelle unterhalten konnte. Er war zwar innen sehr geräumig und gemütlich, wie sie wusste, aber sie wollte nicht von ihrer besten Freundin getrennt sein.
Nach einer langen Wanderung durch üppiges Grün und einigen Kämpfen gegen andere Trainer, erreichten die beiden den Pyroberg. Michelle wollte dort den toten Pokémon gedenken und auf
True Identity - Horse ApplesCarl was walking home from a day of shopping. He is a young man who recently moved out of his parents' home, and is now in his own home. Currently unemployed, he hadn't started looking for a job yet, but he's working on settling in to his new space. He stood 6 feet even, had short black hair, and wore a casual t-shirt and jeans. As he walked home, he soon saw a young child with a basket in her hand.
"Fresh apples for sale. Red and crisp. Care for an apple?" she called out.
Carl stopped in his tracks. He enjoyed apples quite a lot. It was his favorite fruit! As he looked at the young girl, she soon spotted him and smiled.
"Care for a juicy red apple, sir?"
Carl thought back to the groceries he had in his hand, and realized he didn't buy any fruits. It was mostly vegetables and meat, along with some toiletries.
"Sure, I'll buy some." he said.
"Great! I can sell you two for 10$."
"Wait, only two?" Carl asked.
"These apples are like no other, sir. Believe me, you will feel like a new man o