lordzangoose
walk like anEgyptian
^that's what i was thinking
One by one, Mr. Dunbar called each teenager up to the stage, and greeted them in a similar way in which he had greeted Danny. Every person that was called up to the stage had a different look to them than others of the group. When Mr. Dunbar got to the twenty-sixth person, he called out the name of one of the boys who lived in the same neighborhood as Danny. Danny knew the boy who was being called, though he wasn’t a personal friend of his. He laughed under his breath, knowing that is was too late for him to show up now.
Glad you like it Hoenn Warrior. And to answer your question about Danny's hometown, its going to be revealed soon, so youre going to have to wait. And for the mystery missing person, yup, I have plans for him, but he wont be revealed for a little while as well, sorry.
I also am going to use more characters, so go ahead and PM me yours and Ill see if I can fit him/her in.
“Oh really, I just came from there. Be careful against Brock, he’s good.” Warned Danny.
“Thanks, I’ll remember that.”
Looks pretty good Beast is Holy, i like the 6th chapter, that anthony character seems familiar lol. but i only saw one grammer mistake
its suppose to say something like Anthony said. after I'll remember that, and also the description of nidirinos trainer seemed kinda cramped together but other than that looks good, cant wait to see more chapters.
but i only saw one grammer mistake
its suppose to say something like Anthony said. after I'll remember that, and also the description of nidirinos trainer seemed kinda cramped together but other than that looks good, cant wait to see more chapters.
I think i know why the description was cramped
Spoiler
It's Danny's rival
I didn't like my last fanfic much, so i decided to trash it. I actually like this one so far, and plan to keep it up.
[PG-13]
Language
Prologue:
“Seems like I can’t fall asleep tonight. Heh, not like it’s that surprising, seeing as I’ve been waiting for this day to come for the past 5 years.”
Are you serious?
A teenage boy was laying on top of a queen-sized bed, covered with a faded light blue cover. He laid with his hands laced together covering his eyes, holding back his thick long raven colored hair. He wore nothing but a pair of gym shorts and a pair of socks while laying in his bed. He lifted a hand off of his right eye, to glance over at the digital clock that lay next to his bed on a wooden bed stand.
I liked the description. Very good.
“…2:37 A.M. I still have about 8 and a half hours to wait. If I don’t get some sleep, I won’t be awake for the ceremony, and I’ll have to wait another year until I can start my own journey.” he set his hand back over top his face, and through his fingers again to cover his eyes. “Damn it, how did you manage to sleep the entire night before you left? That idiot could sleep through anything.”
Why doesn't he think about this instead of saying it outloud to no one. But if he is, put that out...
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*pant* *pant* *pant*
“Eh….five for minutes mom..…” mumbled the boy wearily, grabbing a blanket from next to time and violently rolling to face the wall on the side of his bed, bringing the blanket with him to cover his face.
*pant* *pant* *pant*
More. Five more minutes mom.
Seeing that whatever was in his face wouldn’t be leaving him alone anytime soon, the boy grabbed his blanket and threw it off of him onto the vanilla colored carpet floor, then turning around to see what was bothering him while he was sleeping the sleep that he had waited for all night long. The moment he had turned around, a wet, saliva coated pink tongue licked his face, getting spittle inside of his mouth.
I would've wacked that **** silly if anything did that to me....
“Ehhh, my god! Get off my bed you flee ridden mutt!” he yelled at a black dog, whose face was covered in fur that was just as black as his own hair. Covering the rest of the dogs body was a grey colored fur, that glistened brightly in the light that was shining threw a window on the wall just next to his own bed. “Mom! Mom! Come get this thing out of my face, I’m trying to sleep!” As he yelled this, the dog continued to lick his face, and the boy kept complaining each time his face and the dogs tongue met.
I always hated Poochyenas.
“Poochyena, get off of Danny’s bed, go wake up Andrew, it’s about time that he wake up as well.” The voice from which this command came form was a middle-aged women drying her hands on a towel, with her hair flying loose. Her hair was the exact same raven color as her sons, with red highlights running through wild. “Look at your clock, you need to get ready,” she said, walking out of the doorway with the little Poochyena following her, turning into the door right next to Danny’s, only to get the same result from Andrew, a scream of terror to wake up to dog spit in your mouth.
Separate this into two paragraphs.
“Why, what time is it….?” Danny asked wearily, rubbing his hazel colored eyes to clear any crust that may have accumulated during the night. As he turned to face the clock, he suddenly jumped out of bed and shut the door on his mother. It was 10:00 A.M., meaning he had only an hour and a half until the ceremony that he was apart of.
I thought he was going to be late...The most clichéd thing ever. I even did that part!! LOLZ!
He began to undress, and grabbed a towel from the back of his white wooden door. He wrapped the towel around his body and ran hurriedly down the hallway, heading towards the bathroom to take a shower. He went to open the door, only to find that someone else was using it.
Ya know, we still don't know what the boy looks like...
"Goddamn it, hurry up! I have to take a shower before I leave you know, let alone eat and get dressed!” as he yelled through the door, it opened to reveal an older man, with a rugged looking face covered in a blonde and grey goatee, with hair of the same color combed sleekly back.
I sense a grandfather...
“Danny, who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your father, show me some respect or I won’t let you go on your adventure” replayed the older man, with a stern look on his face from getting treated so rudely. He appeared at first glance to be in perfect shape, with fair sized muscles on his arms. Though his appearance seemed in great physical condition, he wasn’t in very good shape. His old age had taken a toll on him, and he had problems with almost every single bone in his body.
Meh, I was wrong but he could very well be one seeing as he is sickly. If I was his father, he wouldn't have seen the light of day.
"Of course I know who I’m talking to, someone who won’t let his own son take a shower.” Danny replied sarcastically, while rolling his eyes at his father. “Now can you finish whatever you’re doing in the other bathroom?”
He's dead. ZOMFG, I would've shaved his head right now and threw him agianst the wall! LOL
Danny’s father sighed at the lack of respect from his own son, but decided that since he had been waiting years to go on his journey, he’d let him off the hook for being sarcastic, since he was probably just anxious for today. When Danny got into the bathroom, he turned on a nice warm shower, until the bathroom mirrors began to fog.
ASSH*LE!!!
After finishing up his shower, he ran into his room and went to a giant wooden cabinet at the corner of his room, and opened up one of the drawers and grabbed a pair of faded blue jeans. He then proceeded to put on the pants, and then ran towards the closet at the foot of his bed, and a grey shirt off of a hanger dangling from a pole inside the messy closet, which was filled with posters, dirty laundry, and old beaten up toys from when he was a child. He then went down a set of stairs that led into a living room, and walked across the room, which seemed to have an extra feeling of warmth to it today, towards the dining room.
Seperate this into two.
“Nice to see your ready, now hurry up and eat your breakfast, you have an hour left until the ceremony starts.” his mother reminded him, as he proceeded to sit at a wooden chair in his dining room. The slid the chair over the light brown wooden floor, and grabbed a spoon off the table and began eating his breakfast, consisting of just a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice.
Some breakfast that is. Fecking cereal when he's gonna get his starter.
As Danny continued to eat, Poochyena came over to him a plopped down right next to him, his pink tongue dripping with saliva. He continued to stare at Danny as he ate with his brilliant bright red eyes. Danny stared back at him, and thought back to just a short while ago when he woke up to spit in his mouth.
Typical dog...
“Aww Poochyena, I can’t stay mad at you. Come up here, want some food?” Danny asked, patting his lap invitingly, in which the Poochyena jumped into, and began lapping up some of Danny’s cereal with his still salivating tongue. Danny affectionately scratched behind Poochyena’s left ear. Danny thought that since Poochyena was going to finish his cereal, he would go get his backpack all ready for his travel. Danny got to his room and went back into his closet once again. He grabbed a brand new book bag from under a pile of clothes, with the tag still attached to the handle.
I hope Poochyena dies from eating cereal! LOL! I can't believe he treats the pathetic dog better than his damn father.
He grabbed items that he thought would be essential for his journey, such as a few extra pairs of clothes, his razr cell phone, and a specially designed belt, with six evenly spaced out containers around it. He threw all of his things into the book bag, except for the belt. He strapped the black colored belt around his waist, and walked out his bedroom door. He stopped in the doorway and turned around to take one last look into his room before he left.
NC.
Danny went outside, to see his parents, and brother, standing right next to his fathers silver colored Diamante. The sun shined off of the cars bright paint, glaring into Danny’s eyes, making it difficult to see. Before getting into the car, Danny turned around once more, to face his house that he wouldn’t see for months. The tan colored siding, the brown tiled roof, and the old wooden porch, all of it he would miss. He got into the car and sat down on the leather interior, and pulled on his seatbelt, and when everyone was ready, they left for the ceremony.
Nice car....
That's the end of the prologue, so criticize away ^__^
WHADOYOUTHINKI'MDOINGYOUN00B!!! JK.Overall, it's good. But, it's kinda plain as all prolougues are I guess. I mean, there was no action although the description was great! I'm sure the other chapters are going to rock. Gonna review laters...
Meh, where's my review! ^_^JK!
Why doesn't he think about this instead of saying it outloud to no one. But if he is, put that out...
More. Five more minutes mom.
Separate this into two paragraphs.
I thought he was going to be late...The most clichéd thing ever. I even did that part!! LOLZ!
I sense a grandfather...
Meh, I was wrong but he could very well be one seeing as he is sickly. If I was his father, he wouldn't have seen the light of day.
Seperate this into two.
Some breakfast that is. Fecking cereal when he's gonna get his starter.
Typical dog...
I hope Poochyena dies from eating cereal! LOL! I can't believe he treats the pathetic dog better than his damn father.
Nice car....