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Pokémon and the Mysterious Case of the Lavender Town Carnival…

It was… a decent day when it had happened. I had just gotten to my brand new home, and was unpacking all of my moving boxes when my old Gameboy Color fell out of a box I was unloading from the moving van. It looked like it was still doing well, if not for the dust and a small crack in the screen from when it fell. It didn’t have a game in it, so I decided to take the age-old toy and put it on a cardboard moving box. I went to unload some more stuff, when suddenly; an old, dusty, GB charger fell out of a box I was unloading. I picked it up, and put it on the box, next to my Gameboy. I decided to look for some games to play for the GB, because I had been unpacking for a while, and I needed a break. I finally found an old Pokémon Red cartridge in a white paper bag, along with some other games. I put the bag of games on the box with the cracked Gameboy and the charger. When the break came, I picked up the Gameboy, put in the charger, and plugged the charger into an outlet. I carefully picked up the Pokémon Red cartridge, and inserted it into the system. I pressed the POWER button, and I heard that all too familiar “Pla-ching!” as the age-old console booted up. There were, sadly, a couple of dead pixels, oddly forming a near perfect rectangle on the lower middle part of the right side of the screen. I just shrugged it off as a coincidence. The main title screen showed up, but… not like I remember it. Instead of Red and his Charizard, it showed a poke ranger. Also, instead of saying Pokémon Red at the top of the screen, it showed a different title in a type writer-esque font: The Mysterious Case of the Lavender Town Carnival. The system was emitting a high-pitched beep that wouldn’t stop, and at the bottom of the screen was a simple blinking set of words that demanded for me to press Start. I complied, hoping it would make the beep stop. After I pressed the button, the screen went black, and everything went silent. An oddly human voice startled me. It was grizzly, but kind. It said “Case number $@^. The victim was found and was thought to be dead. Only until two days later we realized that he was still alive. He was air-lifted to a near-by hospital but did not survive. The victim died while on the table. Both of the eyes were removed by what appears to be claws, and the bottom jaw is no longer locatable. The body is, at the time of this writing, is 2 weeks fresh. The body is covered with a strange dark purple shadow, which, after contact, has led to extensive nightmares that, unfortunately, we do not know how to stop.” After about ten seconds passed on the dark screen, the game slowly came into view. It showed a simple poke ranger’s sprite that I couldn’t control yet. He stood still as Lavender Town’s all too familiar repetitive tune played in major key, and it had a bouncy background beat. It sounded like circus music, but something was off about it. I couldn’t move for about twenty seconds when a text box appeared. “Day One...” Finally, I was able to move. I was still in lavender town, but… there was a carnival? There were only, like, two tents, and one poorly built tilt-a-whirl, but other than that, the rest of the houses and the Pokémon Tower were still there. Tape surrounded the carnival, and there were people by their houses too. I went up to one, and pressed “A” to talk to him. “You’re a ranger eh? Ever since…” he looked around, “… the incident we’ve been too scared to take the whole thing down. Maybe you can figure this out. Ever since Bill found the kid, he can’t get a wink of sleep! The nightmares have just been too bad!” I talked to another NPC. “How is he? Is he alright? Oh, sorry. I’m his mother, Teresa. Is he alive? Please tell me, the police won’t let me past the tape surrounding the carnival…” I went to the police tape surrounding the carnival and talked to a ranger at the tape. “Hey, ---! How have you been? Listen, uh, the scene’s pretty bad, so, uh, yeah. You might want to prep yourself, alright?” A “Y/N” box appeared, and prompted me to select NO. Ignoring the suggestion, I selected YES. Suddenly, I was warped to a new area. Now, the carnival was HUGE. There were aisles and aisles of games to play, all of them… broken down, or hastily taken down. It felt like the people who owned them ran away from something. All of the aisles were horizontal, forming a kind of hallway I could walk through. The carnival music was still playing, but slowly dying out as I walked right. Pretty soon, I was at an area with red and blue lights, and a bloody pokémon trainer in the middle of a swarm of police. The music had completely stopped, and was replaced with sirens. The screen, along with the sirens, then faded to black. A bright textbox appeared saying: “Day Two…” The screen showed my character in a white truck, writing on a type-writer. I couldn’t see where I was, but I guessed that I was in an enlarged corner of Lavender Town. I was listening to the click-clacking of the type-writer when I realized that I was really thirsty. I put down the Gameboy, and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of milk. Suddenly, the Pokémon battle theme started playing, and being the pokémon geek that I am, I ran from my fresh glass of milk to check on my character. There was text on the system saying “Finish the game, first.” Not being moved, and seeing as there wasn’t anything the game could actually DO to force me to play, I went back to the kitchen. Suddenly there was a loud, unending “BEEP” From the console. I tried ignoring it, but I just couldn’t. It just kept getting louder as I drank my dairy product. I decided to go back into the same room with the Gameboy, and the beep got lower. It was still very audible, however. I got closer. It got quieter. The closer I got the more silent it became. I found that it was quietest whenever I was holding it, in my gaming position. I knew this wasn’t a major glitch or a hacked account now. By now, it would have taken up too much space for the old game, and it had already TALKED to me. What could it do now? I looked down at the screen. It was suddenly night time in the game, and my character was still typing. After about thirty seconds passed, there was a loud growling sound. He stopped writing. “What was that noise?” he said. The ranger got out of the truck, grabbed a flashlight from the truck, and walked into the carnival. My hands were trembling. Slow Lavender-esque music was playing from an 8-bit music box. Each note was shrill and hurt my ears. I kept walking. There was a faceless NPC in the hall, and all it said was “…” I kept walking. As I went, there were flashes of… something shadowy in the cracks between the games. I kept walking. The music stopped, as the dead pokémon trainer came into view. A cut scene played. The poke ranger began to weep in front of the corpse of the fallen trainer. A pokemon’s shadow began to walk towards my ranger. He kept crying. A text box appeared. “Wait, is that… a pulse?!” The creature got closer, closer, and even closer. Suddenly, a broken battle theme started, and a glitched cut scene played. It was a purple Mimikyu. Its rags were torn, leaving bits of shadow to come out of the cloth that made its face up. Its rags were rotten, and it was shaking like it was taking damage… forever. The dead pixels perfectly covered up my name, so I still didn’t know who I was playing as. I had no pokémon, but instead of the match ending instantly, my character stayed there. Tears were in his eyes. “Mimikyu attacked!” The game chimed. “Critical hit!” It chirped again. Suddenly, I was on the ground in the same position that my character was in in the game. My only “move,” was plead. I plead two times in a row, but “Missingyu didn’t listen.” I was at 12 HP, and the… Missingyu… attacked. (I had just realized that it's name had changed just after I plead. It also had a demonic grin, with sharp pointy teeth.) The pokémon walked slowly up to the ranger, bobbing its head side-to-side as it walked. It was hopping jollily as it crept in for a strike. My character…didn’t move. After he reached the halfway point of the battlefield, Missingyu suddenly sprinted towards my character. The screen cut out to black. There was a loud growl followed by an audible rip in flesh and bone then followed by inane distorted laughter. Next thing I knew, my character was running left through the hallway of broken carnival games. There were suddenly lots of eyeless people lining the hallways, blood streaming out of the sockets. The Missingyu was following shortly behind my character, shrouded in darkness. All I could see were its beady red eyes. My character was holding his arm while he was dashing to exit the funhouse. Blood was dying his hand red. He jumped into his truck, and typed with one arm, the other bleeding profusely. He wrote the following: “This is Poke ranger ---, and I would like to give you my... final report. The carnival contains a carnivorous Pikachu-like creature. It’s covered in rags that cover up… something. It’s yet to come out from under its cover. I will repeat it is carnivorous. Heed extreme caution when entering this crime scene. It has removed my arm, and without proper treatment, I will bleed out soon. This is Poke ranger ---, signing out… forever.”

All while typing this; the now black and white Missingyu was rushing around his truck like mad, trying to get in. It was giggling and laughing profusely. After finishing typing, he looked at the passenger side window. Then, he looked at the screen, and gave me the most traumatized, saddest look I’d ever seen, which was shocking considering it was just a Gameboy. He looked at the door again, and he opened the door. The Missingyu dashed in, still giggling madly, and the screen cut to black. While black, I heard my character’s final shouts for help. Suddenly, a GAME OVER screen appeared that I will never forget. My Gameboy overheated suddenly. I dropped it and it fell to the floor. The small crack turned into a giant break on the old screen. Then, purple smoke began to pour out of the cracks. It caught fire, and my house followed suit. I’m at my parents after the incident now, and it’s been a couple of weeks since the fire. As I was writing this down for someone to see and (hopefully) get back in touch with me about it, there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, there was nothing there but a blood stained police badge on the door step. Now I haven’t been able to get a wink of sleep. I can’t unsee that horrifyingly insane look of the now rotten green Missingyu gnawing on my character’s bloody arm under a “GAME OVER” screen that’s been forever imprinted on my retinas, and in my dreams…

Help… me… Memeking123 (talk) 22:51, May 17, 2018 (UTC)