🍽️ حلال Connor Bible - Everyone's Favorite Molly Ringwald loving, adoption hating, aspiring writer and bellybutton fucker

[harvey dirdban]

It's really awesome that this thread and Connors bad actions are bringing people together to have fun and create what they want. Thanks Connor Bible!

Srsly. Connor's non-writing has somehow opened the floodgates for me and I've banged out 28 pages in the last few days. And I hadn't written fiction in 13 years before that. It's amazing what a powerful motivator "don't be like this guy" can be. Thanks Connor!

 

[BOLDYSPICY!]

Connor dreaded the idea of having to work to get what he wanted, he would've given up but he didn't want to go home to his abusive, alcoholic, light sleeper of a mother who drank and abused him. He sighed and left Porfessor Oak's lab with the Charmander.

fu fartonic giving him charmander

 

[Cosmos]

Connor slowly waddled north into Viridian Forest. He hated forests, walking, and being outside in general. The only thing that convinced him at all to go further was two kids outside of the hospital talking about a pretty girl in Cerulean City with short, red hair. He hadn't caught the name, but he was convinced the girl was his ultimate crush, Molly Ringwald.

"Oh, Molly, when I show up in Cerulean City we're going to fly off into the sunset on my Charizard and make sweet love overlooking the ocean on Route 25. It's basically promised," Connor sighed.

"Molly? Who's that?" Bug Catcher Rick asked, stepping forward from underneath a nearby tree.

"Molly Ringwald! The pretty actress who starred in great movies like The Breakfast Club. Everyone knows Molly," Connor rolled his eyes.

"I thought Molly was really old? Like, in her 40's."

"No! Molly is young and beautiful, and lives in Cerulean City!" Connor said angrily to Bug Catcher Rick. "No, get out of my way!"

"You can't go yet. I challenge you to a Pokemon Battle first," Bug Catcher Rick grinned and sent out Weedle.

"I don't want to battle you, or anyone else! Fucky you!"

"But it's the laws of the Pokemon world! When two Trainer's eyes meet, they have to battle!" Insisted Bug Catcher Rick.

"And how am I supposed to fit that into my schedule?" Demanded Connor. "I already have a math class that's consuming 99% of my mental energy, not to mention that I'm going to start rewriting Redesigning Eva. I also have a play in mind about adoption and I'm going to start drafting-"

"Forget it. Man, I wish that Null guy would come back. We had a great battle." Bug Catcher Rick sighed and turned away.

"Wait, that motherfucker Null came by here?! How is he so far ahead of me?" Whined Connor.

Bug Catcher Rick shrugged. "I dunno, but he's clearly been busy. He has a Wartortle and everything! He even sent out a Pidgeotto against my Metapod! He must be a really fantastic Trainer! I bet he'll beat Brock in no time."

"That's not fair! Why is Null so far ahead of me? Why was he given the better Pokemon? Why has it evolved already when I still have this stupid, weak Charmander?" Connor was really getting himself worked up. Null, that son of a bitch! Why were people praising Null and not him?

Bug Catcher Rick gave him an odd look. "Well, I mean, didn't you both get your starter Pokemon from Professor Oak in Pallet Town? They should have both been about the same level-"

"It's not fair!! Fucky you, Null! Fucky you, Professor Oak! Everyone's against me!!!" Connor was now in full meltdown mode, kicking trees and screaming while his Charmander timidly tried to calm him down.

"Fuck this, I'm outta here. I bet I can catch up to Null and challenge him to a rematch..." Bug Catcher Rick mumbled, more to himself than to Connor. With a sigh, he turned and headed towards Pewter City. He very much doubted that Connor would even make it that far.

 

[Mauvman Shuffleboard]

I didn't feel like shading today.

Spoiler: Kiwi Null wants to battle

 

[Pikonic]

"But it's the laws of the Pokemon world! When two Trainer's eyes meet, they have to battle!" Insisted Bug Catcher Rick.

"And how am I supposed to fit that into my schedule?" Demanded Connor. "I already have a math class that's consuming 99% of my mental energy, not to mention that I'm going to start rewriting Redesigning Eva. I also have a play in mind about adoption and I'm going to start drafting-"

"Forget it. Man, I wish that Null guy would come back. We had a great battle." Bug Catcher Rick sighed and turned away.

"Wait, that motherfucker Null came by here?! How is he so far ahead of me?" Whined Connor.

Bug Catcher Rick shrugged. "I dunno, but he's clearly been busy. He has a Wartortle and everything! He even sent out a Pidgeotto against my Metapod! He must be a really fantastic Trainer! I bet he'll beat Brock in no time."

"That's not fair! Why is Null so far ahead of me? Why was he given the better Pokemon? Why has it evolved already when I still have this stupid, weak Charmander?" Connor was really getting himself worked up. Null, that son of a bitch! Why were people praising Null and not him?

Bug Catcher Rick gave him an odd look. "Well, I mean, didn't you both get your starter Pokemon from Professor Oak in Pallet Town? They should have both been about the same level-"

"It's not fair!! Fucky you, Null! Fucky you, Professor Oak! Everyone's against me!!!" Connor was now in full meltdown mode, kicking trees and screaming while his Charmander timidly tried to calm him down.

"Fuck this, I'm outta here. I bet I can catch up to Null and challenge him to a rematch..." Bug Catcher Rick mumbled, more to himself than to Connor. With a sigh, he turned and headed towards Pewter City. He very much doubted that Connor would even make it that far.

Before heading to Pewter City, Connor decided to listen to Null for once and bought a few pokéballs.
As Connor headed to Pewter City he tripped on some grass, a wild bulbasaur yawned and opened his eyes.
Connor busted out his Pokédex, "Bulbasaur; grass type. Wait, bitch don't you have a Charmander?"
Connor was shocked at the rudeness of his Pokédex. "You're a bit coarse for a computer."
"Nigga just use ember and catch the damn thing."
Connor let out a heavy sigh and released his Charmander, "Use ember! I guess."
Suddenly the bulbasaur caught fire and began screaming. Seeing nothing wrong with this Connor threw his pokéball and managed to catch Bulbasaur.
He made it to Pewter City and decided to take a mental break. He brought his two Pokemon to the nearest center. Two days later he returned. The Charmander was happy to see him, but the Bulbasaur glared at him, he was wearing an eyepatch.
"Your Bulbasaur was very badly burned, he lost an eye." Nurse Joy told him, "We gave him the eyepatch for free! You'll have to pay for the burn heal though."


Alright, @BOLDYSPICY!, there's a one eyed miserable Bulbasaur now. Sorry for having Connor start with a Charmander. I'm gonna have the Bulbasaur (let's name it Eva) be my avatar for a while, I need a change every now and then.
Also, his Pokédex is kinda a dick.

 

[Randall Fragg]

Really? I always pictured him like Bill the Butcher only in all green and with Irish flag patterned pants.

I always envisioned Holden as looking like a cross between Irish from Red Dead Redemption

Spoiler

and The Postal Dude

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[BOLDYSPICY!]

@Null you're seeing this right

Spoiler

https://youtube.com/watch?v=PFZAcOcE2No

Someone knocked on the door, which swung open to reveal Null, a Squirtle in tow.

"Yo! Connor! You're still struggling along back here? I'm doing great! I caught a bunch of strong and smart Pokémon! Let's see what you caught, Connor!"

"Fucky you Null!" said Connor, "How am I supposed to catch new Pokémon when I have a weak Charmander?"

"You have to battle with it, Connor," Null said with a sigh, "To toughen it up and make it stronger. Go to the PokéMart and buy some Pokéballs. Sitting around on your ass won't make Charmander any stronger. You have to work for it. Trust me, it'll be worth it in the end."

"So you want me to work to make Charmander stronger, get a low-level team of Pidgeys and Rattatas that won't bring me any happiness, move into some shitty apartment in Celadon City, buy a bike,
get in deep with the local Team Rocket grunts, do odd jobs for various assorted lowlifes without reward or appreciation, buy a gun from the nearest Ammu-Nation, get shot at, get in potential legal trouble and generally gain character through misery?"

There was a long, profound silence, as Null let the highly concentrated autism of Connor's words sink in.

"Yeah, whatever, Connor. Well, I better get rolling! Smell ya later."

Null is Gary Oak. Can this be canon? This is canon now.

every time i play kanto from here on out, gary is Null

"But it's the laws of the Pokemon world! When two Trainer's eyes meet, they have to battle!" Insisted Bug Catcher Rick.

"And how am I supposed to fit that into my schedule?" Demanded Connor. "I already have a math class that's consuming 99% of my mental energy, not to mention that I'm going to start rewriting Redesigning Eva. I also have a play in mind about adoption and I'm going to start drafting-"

"Forget it. Man, I wish that Null guy would come back. We had a great battle." Bug Catcher Rick sighed and turned away.

"Wait, that motherfucker Null came by here?! How is he so far ahead of me?" Whined Connor.

Bug Catcher Rick shrugged. "I dunno, but he's clearly been busy. He has a Wartortle and everything! He even sent out a Pidgeotto against my Metapod! He must be a really fantastic Trainer! I bet he'll beat Brock in no time."

"That's not fair! Why is Null so far ahead of me? Why was he given the better Pokemon? Why has it evolved already when I still have this stupid, weak Charmander?" Connor was really getting himself worked up. Null, that son of a bitch! Why were people praising Null and not him?

Bug Catcher Rick gave him an odd look. "Well, I mean, didn't you both get your starter Pokemon from Professor Oak in Pallet Town? They should have both been about the same level-"

"It's not fair!! Fucky you, Null! Fucky you, Professor Oak! Everyone's against me!!!" Connor was now in full meltdown mode, kicking trees and screaming while his Charmander timidly tried to calm him down.

"Fuck this, I'm outta here. I bet I can catch up to Null and challenge him to a rematch..." Bug Catcher Rick mumbled, more to himself than to Connor. With a sigh, he turned and headed towards Pewter City. He very much doubted that Connor would even make it that far.

I have a headache & a raging fever so you guys are getting shittier-than-usual draws & YOU ARE GOING TO LIKE IT

Spoiler: I remember now! His name is A DICK!

I even gave him a Coke Zero & a K Flay hoodie :3

EDIT: Also thank you @Pikonic

I didn't feel like shading today.

Spoiler: Kiwi Null wants to battle

*sniff*
This is beautiful.

 

[Randall Fragg]

Spoiler: Plot-o-Matic with Connor

Redesigning Eva
an original screenplay concept
by Connor Bible

Science Fiction: A precocious child teams up with an alcoholic ex-CIA agent to solve the perfect crime. In the process they are locked in a haunted house with a super intelligent chimpanzee. By the end of the movie they shoot 1337 bad guys and end up winning the admiration of their co-workers, living happily ever after.
Think Ernest Goes to Camp meets Blade Runner.

Like, that's basically it, right?

 

[TheIncredibleLioness]

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fu fartonic giving him charmander

I didn't feel like shading today.

Spoiler: Kiwi Null wants to battle

@Null you're seeing this right

I have a headache & a raging fever so you guys are getting shittier-than-usual draws & YOU ARE GOING TO LIKE IT

Spoiler: I remember now! His name is A DICK!

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I even gave him a Coke Zero & a K Flay hoodie :3

EDIT: Also thank you @Pikonic

Guys. You guys. All of this is so beautiful!

 

[Meowthkip]

Before heading to Pewter City, Connor decided to listen to Null for once and bought a few pokéballs.
As Connor headed to Pewter City he tripped on some grass, a wild bulbasaur yawned and opened his eyes.
Connor busted out his Pokédex, "Bulbasaur; grass type. Wait, bitch don't you have a Charmander?"
Connor was shocked at the rudeness of his Pokédex. "You're a bit coarse for a computer."
"Nigga just use ember and catch the damn thing."
Connor let out a heavy sigh and released his Charmander, "Use ember! I guess."
Suddenly the bulbasaur caught fire and began screaming. Seeing nothing wrong with this Connor threw his pokéball and managed to catch Bulbasaur.
He made it to Pewter City and decided to take a mental break. He brought his two Pokemon to the nearest center. Two days later he returned. The Charmander was happy to see him, but the Bulbasaur glared at him, he was wearing an eyepatch.
"Your Bulbasaur was very badly burned, he lost an eye." Nurse Joy told him, "We gave him the eyepatch for free! You'll have to pay for the burn heal though."


Alright, @BOLDYSPICY!, there's a one eyed miserable Bulbasaur now. Sorry for having Connor start with a Charmander. I'm gonna have the Bulbasaur (let's name it Eva) be my avatar for a while, I need a change every now and then.
Also, his Pokédex is kinda a dick.

"I have to pay for a Burn Heal? I thought this shit was free! This is bullshit!"

Everyone else in the Pokemon Center had turned to the source of the disturbance. Connor seemed blissfully unaware of this, and Nurse Joy flinched.

"He was really badly burned," she said. "But a Burn Heal is 250, so it's not that much, really-"

"250?! You expect me to have that kind of money on me?" Connor hollered.

"You... you don't have 250? That's... that's pocket change, really-"

"I just got back from the video store. They were having a 500 movie sale, so naturally I bought the entirety of Jean Claude Van Damme's filmography."

"That's really not the wisest investment," said Nurse Joy. "Perhaps you can return a few. I mean, you don't really need the Street Fighter movie, do you?"

"FUCKY YOU!" screeched Connor. He started stamping his feet. "You're worse than that Meowth that punk'd me one time! I tried to pet it and I pulled its tail and it bit me!"

"Jesus Christ, I'll pay for it," a woman behind him said. She plopped the 250 on the counter. "Now can you please leave? You're scaring the children."

"Good," said Connor. "They should be afraid. I'm a nihilistic existentialist cynic who sees this dark world for what it really is." He took back his two Pokeballs. "Now if you excuse me I need to run around with a tape recorder and talk about murder." And with that, he waddled out the Pokecenter, huffing in indignation.

 

[Randall Fragg]

(Crap, people posted before me)
Connor grumbled at this expense, and rifled through his pockets. As he had blown most of his cash on Kentucky Fried Pidgey and a 50s era typewriter, he was rather low on funds, and barely had enough to cover his Bulbasaur's medical bills.
"Fuck, I need money!" Connor moaned, as he walked the streets. Mentally, he noted that he should eat the Bulbasaur first, as it had caused him to become poor, like one of the niggos his mom worked with.
"Yo, duuuude, like, do you want to battled and shit?"
Connor turned, and through his bifocals he glanced two uncouth youth, clad in jorts and hoodies. The one who had spoken, a balding man wearing sunglasses, was pointing at Connor, while his accomplice, an apelike blonde man, stood back grinning.
Connor moaned. "We get like money and stuff for battling, right?"
"Sure dude, whatever."
"Fine", Connor said. The balding man and Connor walked to the middle of the street, an impromptu high noon showdown. Connor reached into his pocket, and drew his balls. His opponent twitched. Connor hurled the pokeball with all his might and bellowed "CHARZARD, I CHOOSE YEEEWW!"
The pokeball flopped to the ground, bounced a little ways, and opened. The Charmander emerged from it, gave Connor a dirty look, and gnawing on it's right paw.
"Charmander, what the fuck?" yelled Connor. He looked at his opponents just in time to see the flash of gold as the two men pulled their hands out of their pockets.
Connors flabby body was hit repeatedly with plastic BBs.
"OWWWw, WHAT THE HELLL! WHY ARE YOU SUCH SOCIOPATHS??!!"
"Tahhhh, dude, that was fucking hilarious, we totally pranked you."
The blonde assailant lurched forward, and began to speak.
"dat aint all i gotz, yo gonna git pronked fegot! Use jenkim bomb!"
With that, the blonde man hurled a plastic water bottled filled with a brown liquid at Connor. It fell to the ground and burst, spilling reeking brown fluid on Connor's shoes.
"Tahh, it's super effect dude!"
Connor's face became flushed with fury. "HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM A SOON TO BE WORLD FAMOUS WRITER< AND I AM WAY BETTER THAN YOU FUCKERS!!!! CHARMANDER, KILLL THESE INSOLENT BULLIES!!!"
Charmander yawned, and sniffed at a empty soda cup on the side of the road.
"Charmander!!!" Connor yelled, as he balled his fists up in rage and hopped in place.
"duuude, ur a fegot, pokemon iz for nigs an fagz, not warriorz like uz, cause pokemon r gay!"
While Connor flailed in rage, the Charmander looked up.
"Charrrrrmander!" it hissed, and it flicked it's tail.
The blonde man's jort leg caught fire.
"DUUUUUUDE WAT THE FUK!!!!" he screeched, as he fell to the ground and scrambled to pull the burning jorts off of him. He flung the singed jorts away, and then realized he was standing in the middle of the street in a pair of greying tighty-whities.
"yyy YOU GOT PRANKKED!!!" he yelled, and bolted away, his companion in hot pursuit.
Connor retrieved the blonde man's wallet from the remains of his jorts, pocketed the cash, and turned to the Charmander.
"Why do you always treat me like a child? Go back in your ball!"

 

[JU 199]

@Randall Fragg, its fine ill just put mine underneath

As Connor ventured back into the long grass a Mew descended into the brush and landed on a rock face. Most other trainers would be in a sublime awe of such a sight, but not Connor for he was 'exceptional' and didn't understand the risk.

First he threw a few pokeballs at Mew. Non of them were effective

"Curse these balls of mine. Why does nothing work out for me"

"Charmander, pull your weight you degenerate weakling"

As Charmander materialized Mew re-orientated itself to face him. Neither party was prepared for the devastation of the fail hammer.

At the top of his lungs, Connor shrieked: "USE EMBER YOU LITTLE FUCKER"

 

[Smutley]

Connor Plays Pokemon is just freaking wonderful!

A quick update: Most of the TV Tropes and CNN updates are corrected, and 5/6 Absolute Write sections. I've got to go back and figure out how to re-cap Absolute Write 6, and all 30 Wrong Planet sections, but the backup is moving along at an unstoppable lurch. Kind of like my ex HEY-OH!

Also to make this kind of on topic:

@Connor, will you please post Chapter 1 of Alphaboy here? Maybe Sci/fi Action is a better fit for your than psychological drama.

 

[JU 199]

I made this as well because boredom

 

[Ti-99/4A]

I made this as well because boredom

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It was missing a little something

 

[The Knife]

Connor Plays Pokemon is the best thing and I wish to God I knew what was going on here.

I love you guys. For realz, you dabes.

 

[Meowthkip]

@Randall Fragg, its fine ill just put mine underneath

As Connor ventured back into the long grass a Mew descended into the brush and landed on a rock face. Most other trainers would be in a sublime awe of such a sight, but not Connor for he was 'exceptional' and didn't understand the risk.

First he threw a few pokeballs at Mew. Non of them were effective

"Curse these balls of mine. Why does nothing work out for me"

"Charmander, pull your weight you degenerate weakling"

As Charmander materialized Mew re-orientated itself to face him. Neither party was prepared for the devastation of the fail hammer.

At the top of his lungs, Connor shrieked: "USE EMBER YOU LITTLE FUCKER"

Charmander looked back and forth between Connor and the Mew. "Chaaaar?"

"EMBER," yelled Connor. "I SAID EMBER. WHAT'S THE MATTER, YOU FUCKING SCUMBAG? ARE YOU DEAF?"

"Mew?" Mew flew closer to Connor, only a few inches away from his face, inspecting him curiously. "Mew?"

Connor swung his flappy arms to try and grab it, but Mew teleported out of his reach. Mew was now among the branches of a tree, looking down and giggling.

"Charmander, burn this tree down!" Connor commanded

Charmander had about enough of this faggotry. He turned around and faced Connor, puffing up his chest.

"Hey!" Connor shouted. "What the fuck are you doing? Burn down the fucking tree!"

Just as he said this, Charmander opened his mouth, and a blast of flame spewed forth in Connor's direction. Connor squealed in terror as his pants caught on fire. "HELP!" he cried. "SOMEBODY HELP ME! MY POKEMON'S GONE INSANE!"

Suddenly, a thought occurred to Connor. He remembered the presentations on fire safety he sat through as a child, about what to do should your clothes catch fire.

"Stop, drop and roll!" Connor said as he dropped to the ground. "Stop, drop and roll!" He rolled on the ground, and failed to notice the ledge that he rolled into. Screeching, Connor tumbled down into a ditch, and he felt the oddest sensation of déjà vu.

He hit something hard with his head. His pants were no longer burning. He let out a sigh of relief, until the hard thing behind him started to move. He swiveled around, and came face to face with a sleepy Graveller.

"... Oh shit."

EDIT: And then to make a long story short, Connor ran away, grabbed his Charmander and ran back into Pewter City to fight Brock I guess.

 

[JU 199]

"Stop, drop and roll!" Connor said as he dropped to the ground. "Stop, drop and roll!" He rolled on the ground, and failed to notice the ledge that he rolled into. Screeching, Connor tumbled down into a ditch, and he felt the oddest sensation of déjà vu.

He hit something hard with his head. His pants were no longer burning. He let out a sigh of relief, until the hard thing behind him started to move. He swiveled around, and came face to face with a sleepy Graveller.

(Connor started thrashing the mud madly in a fit of exceptional rage. This made the Graveller suddenly awake)

The graveller's gaze fell upon our 'hero' and looked into his soul.

This sudden bout of emotional intimacy gave Connor sensory overload and he fell into a deep sleep....

 

[BOLDYSPICY!]

Charmander looked back and forth between Connor and the Mew. "Chaaaar?"

"EMBER," yelled Connor. "I SAID EMBER. WHAT'S THE MATTER, YOU FUCKING SCUMBAG? ARE YOU DEAF?"

"Mew?" Mew flew closer to Connor, only a few inches away from his face, inspecting him curiously. "Mew?"

Connor swung his flappy arms to try and grab it, but Mew teleported out of his reach. Mew was now among the branches of a tree, looking down and giggling.

"Charmander, burn this tree down!" Connor commanded

Charmander had about enough of this faggotry. He turned around and faced Connor, puffing up his chest.

"Hey!" Connor shouted. "What the fuck are you doing? Burn down the fucking tree!"

Just as he said this, Charmander opened his mouth, and a blast of flame spewed forth in Connor's direction. Connor squealed in terror as his pants caught on fire. "HELP!" he cried. "SOMEBODY HELP ME! MY POKEMON'S GONE INSANE!"

Suddenly, a thought occurred to Connor. He remembered the presentations on fire safety he sat through as a child, about what to do should your clothes catch fire.

"Stop, drop and roll!" Connor said as he dropped to the ground. "Stop, drop and roll!" He rolled on the ground, and failed to notice the ledge that he rolled into. Screeching, Connor tumbled down into a ditch, and he felt the oddest sensation of déjà vu.

He hit something hard with his head. His pants were no longer burning. He let out a sigh of relief, until the hard thing behind him started to move. He swiveled around, and came face to face with a sleepy Graveller.

"... Oh shit."

 

[Shiala]

You guys are freaking amazing. I've been reading on and off during my not-actually-working work day today and I had a stupid grin on my face for most of it thanks to you guys.

Made one of my own which isn't related to yours. Sorry.

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Connor Bible arose from slumber to the shouts of his mother yelling at him from downstairs. The sound was muffled but he could vaguely make out that she was upset that he was late and had slept long enough. Glancing quickly at his clock, he saw the time blink silently back at him: “3:00PM”. Connor grumbled. He had only gotten 15 hours sleep but he needed more. He had spent all his mental energy on his one math class's homework and he planned to spend the next week recuperating. But his mother had insisted otherwise.

She expected him to finally start following in his town's tradition in their pokemon journey. Professor Oak spent one week each year in his town, initiating new trainers and sending them on their way. Some local townsmen had even become champion! Connor knew he'd be one of them one day. He just needed time to prepare himself. She had nagged and nagged Connor about finally going this year and he had finally agreed to go today, the final day of Oak's visit this year.


Closing his eyes and snuggling tighter back into bed, Connor thought of his ex-friends and personal enemies who had already left him behind to go and journey off into their own. Null had left first, years ago and had made a few headlines. He had always made a case of throwing out an insult aimed at Connor during his interviews. He'd never forgot Null's first interview with The Pokefan Network: “I just want to thank all those back at Port Royal Town who have been supporting me!” Underneath his blanket, Connor scowled at the memory. How dare he call him out like that. He was trying his hardest!


His ex-friend, Kiwi had left one year ago. Kiwi had become an enemy as well, claiming they'd wait and that they'd journey together with Connor but finally running off at their fifth chance to go on their pokemon journey. “Connor, I'm gonna go,” Kiwi had told him the night before they had left him. “You keep saying that this time you'll come with me, but you always back out on your promise. Sorry...I really waited.”


“Fucky you, Kiwi. You fucking bastard. What did you ever do for me?” were his well justified words back.


Kiwi had left and over time, sent back pictures to everyone in town of their adventures. They had already beaten a few gyms themselves. Null and Kiwi had become the talk of the town and meanwhile Connor's future genius remained ignored. He would become the greatest pokemon master. He knew he would. There was no doubt in his mind that he'd crush every gym and then Elite 4 would bow down in fear once he stepped forward.

Connor could already see that fateful day in his mind. Blanketed by the stadium of adoring fans, the lights blaring against his face and body, Molly Ringwailord screaming about wanting his body on the sidelines, an arsenal of pokemon at his side ready to fight on his behalf, Connor would stand against the final of the Elite Four, and grin with satisfaction as Lance creased his eyebrow in fear, sweat dripping down his face. “Rosebud...” he'd murmur, after his loss before ushering Connor to the champion.

Null and Kiwi would beg for forgiveness, but Connor would not forgive. Connor would not forget.


Yeah, that future was the best one yet, Connor thought to himself. That was the victory he would get for himself, starting today.

Yawning, Connor got up from his bed, pulled off his pants and sat in front of his computer. Okay, maybe tomorrow. After all, he had important things to do!