Right! Before you all jump down my throat, this is kind of a sister (or brother) thread to my dear beloved SCT's White LP thread, conceived at the same time as hers and using the same set of smilies which I personally made for both our usages. And while I can't hold a candle to her swanky, swanky running gags, I hope you will find this entertaining too.
Also, my translation patch is slightly... newer.... than hers. Its camoflage may last forever.
"We own your soul and the souls of your firstborn."
Because they haven't mentioned themselves enough.
Space, the final frontier...
... RIDE ON SHOOTIN' STARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~
... I think Kirby is going to sue somebody.
This proceeds to pinball around for a while before exploding in a shower of letters into more shameless self indulgence by the developers. Because obviously one title screen was not enough.
Ominous mysteriously illuminated castle.
About tea time.
Weird cults: because every region needs one.
Forget Kirby, I think Square-Enix are going to sue somebody. Notice how sparkly everything is. If you look closely at the ceiling you might see the stage workers beating Edward Cullen.
... Wait. Did I miss something? When did we get to the Vatican? Also note how they have no wrinkles at all. Them cardinals have some cutting-edge anti-aging technology.
"Vegeta, what does the scouter say about my ridiculous outfit?!"
Vegeta's with the crown, he moves towards the papal throne, he shoots, he scores-
TOUCHDOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWN!
Look at the completely not-suspicious gaze the Cardinals are giving this young boy. Yyyyyyup. It's the Vatican alright.
Oh hai Riku, fancy seeing you in this franchise!
Yu-Gi-Oh meets the Jungle Book. Oddly free of priests. Or maybe that's what he told himself to erase the trauma...
As he prepares to slam the crown down on the kid's head.
While these two seemingly unrelated chicks watch on with a chronic lack of expression.
Watch closely: This is N's Crowning Moment of Awesome.
Has anyone Seen Kyle? He's about this tall!
... I am still not sure if he's trying to cosplay a castle or Majora's Mask.
HOPE. REAL HOPE.
"Dream"-inducing smoke sold separately.
Warning: Crossing the dimensional barrier may lead to color-blindness and CHANGE. REAL CHANGE.
For those who feel particularily adventurous, try sticking a Leopardas in a poofy dress.
IMMA CHARGIN' MAH LAZOR~
SHOOP DA WHOOOOOP!
VOTE BLUE EYES WHITE DRAGON! A strapping fellow with a fiery personality, if a bit on the pale side.
Uh, yes, I think I'll take the variant of complete alien that I don't understand over the variant of complete alien I vaguely understand which has been partially replaced by something I DO understand.
Uh huh. Sure, Lady. You and all the other PokeMon Professors.
TL;DR: there's over nine thousand of the little fuckers, they have super powers and the only reason we're calling the shots around here is because we have what they don't have: Plastic.
A clone of Yu-Gi-Oh GX's protagonist or a girl whose fashion guru is Klonoa.
No, I'm a sweet transvestite from Transsexual, Transylvania.
Yes, and next you'd want to know my quest and my favorite color.
Obligatory. *nods sagely*
Yes, and I'm gonna be the new King of Games! You know, because the fellow with ridiculous hair and gilded puzzle is so last season.
Which you apparently know on a first-name basis.
I haven't seen such a feeble attempt at the Fourth Wall since that one guy forgot the name of his own grandson.
And he's okay.
He sleeps all night...
And he reads all day.
And she is in no way related to another blond airhead who dresses in orange, white and green.
None at all.
DO NOT QUESTION.
And both of them obviously want me. Seriously, why else would they be stalking me all the damn time?
Well, Yes, I've always been smrat for my age.
By this point the lady went all motivational-speaker on my ass and invited me over to her place. It's how she gets her victims.
DAWN OF THE FIRST DAY. *Boom boom, tweet tweet*
Oh you self-indulgent bastards. How many times do you need to see your name on this game?
Not to be confused with the OTHER Black Version.
Waitaminute, what are you doing in my house?
Sneaking in and out without a word.
And no one noticed her. Even me and I was in the damn room all along!
"Yo, Jaden. Earth to Jaden. Are you listening?"
"Do you think I'll ever achieve achieve the title of 'Isshu's Top Superbishie?'"
"I mean, I look the part, and I can do exaggerated drama! I mean, check out my impression of Red from PokeMon SoulSilver!"
"... And where is that peroxided bitch? I mean, how bloody hard can it be to be on ti- she's right behind me, isn't she?"
They yak at each other for a while. They always do. I've kinda learned to tune them out. It takes them a while to realize that there is a - when the hell did that get there?
And inside the box, there was a rainbow~
(... And starters.)
And so I am offered the choice between a snake with legs and a popped collar that turns into some kind of bunny-eared french aristocrat...
A pig with bunny ears which, after a brief stint at the circus, becomes Ganon with a Flaming Beard...
Or this sad looking fellow, who eventually mutates into some form of samurai amalgamation of marine mammals.
...
I can already tell you and I are going to be bestest friends ever! (to those who wonder, I've already trained the snake on a different run and I wanted to try the otter.)
The blonde doofus takes the pig because OH MAH GAWD IT'S LIEK SO CUTE ( : ), whilst the ladyboy grabs the snake because it's oh so elegant and goes wonderfully with his suit.
Oh boy. What did I get myself roped into when I wasn't paying attention?
"Alright. As of now, we are officially PokeMon Fight Club. The first rule of PokeMon Fight Club is: You don't talk about PokeMon Fight Club!"
Only this girl would stop to adjust the reception on her satellite dish of a hat before a battle.
A Tacklefest commences. The otter, clearly, is not amused.
Owned.
...
How did those prints get on the damn ceiling?! It's obvious: Pokabu is spider-pig. And it does whatever a spider-pig does.
"Did I do thaaaaaaaaaat?"
Cheren: Nurse Joy in training. The black hair thing is just a phase.
Did anyone else just hear an alert?
"Oooh! Oooh! Can I play Referee too? Please? Pretty please?"
(sigh) The sacrifices we make for our friends.
Okay, maybe you can be Isshu's Top Superbishie.
OBJECTION!
"Hmph. I say, old chap, that critical hit was in rather bad taste!"
"Beginner's luck."
TSUTARJA used LENS FLARE!
...UMARU is not impressed.
And one MORE critical hit later...
"Impossible! Our Double Smugness Combo failed?!"
"Bah! This sucks. Imma go chill with your mom. Maybe she can give me some fashion tips!"
YEAH, YOU BETTER RUN! ... Waitaminute. What about my room? THIS WHOLE FIGHT CLUB THING WAS YOUR IDEA! WHY I OUGHTTA- CHERENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
The blondie chirps something and runs off after him.
Leaving me alone to survey my little guy. In spite of doing large hunks of damage to my friends and property, his attack stat appears to be un-boosted by nature. Seems like his special defense is a bit on the weak side. I make a mental note to keep him away from electrical outlets.
Sigh. Better go and see what are these two loonies up to...
"And that's how I saved the Isshu Region from the Plague of Marauding Mechanical Minezumi!"
"And I helped!" ;D
"O RLY?"
"What a delightful story! Now, run along kids, someone needs to advance the plot! And remember what I told you about mixing corduroy and silk!"
And off they go.
"Oh, by the way, I got you a new communicator gadget thingy."
"... Little does he know that I will be able to use it to track his signal down at all times, yes..."
Says my mother as she turns to a nonexistent audience and tries to break the fourth wall...
This jumble of letters translates vaguely into 'Live Caster'. It casts lives.
GOGDAMNIT BELLE STOP SCARING THE PIGEONS DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME YOU HARASSED THE BIRDS?!
Uh oh. Household drama senses tingling...
"OBJECTION!"
Oh snap. I knew it.
"I've had it!"
"I'M GONNA GO TO THE BIG CITY TO FIND MY REAL FATHER! YOU CAN'T STOP ME! NO ONE CAN STOP ME!"
!
... What's with her? And what the hell is that sound that I hear every time she realize someone saw her?!
Yeah. Best get out of here. And watch the sparkles in the water. Someone's been beating vampires up again apparently.
Oh right. That's right. Professor McNinja invited us over to her place. Let's see what she wants.
"Hello and welcome to the world of PokeMon! My name is Araragi, and I- Oh wait. I gave you that speech already. Nevermind."
More dialogue. Tuning them out again...
"So. Now that you've gotten acquainted with your new battle thrall- err- best pal, want to give him a name and completely deny the last bit of free will he still has?"
Because I couldn't fit 'Zudomon' into five characters.
They KEEP TALKING. FOR AGES. ON END. My meditation is only broken by... THIS SOUND AGAIN! ... Except that now it sounded almost like it's not sure if it's an alert or not! I give up. If something is going on here, It's probably too contrived for me to ever know. Ah well, not like I'll ever get involved in some contrived plot of my own. Ever.
And eventually she gives me one of these iPod clones...
And runs off.
You know, Every time I stand this close to Belle I hear this weird wooshing sound. I always thought it was the oxygen escaping her brain to her hair, but...
Oh, whatever. Let's check out my new toy.
GASP!
Then the realization dawns on me. I've just been drafted into the PokeDex Project. It is now my destiny to walk around the world and point this thing repeatedly at any bloody creature I see. I walk outside in stunned silence.
THUD!!
My mom's impression of Red beats Cheren's by a LONG SHOT.
Town Map Get!
And she proceeds to give those two misfits ones too. You know, because they don't have parents to get them cool shit. The woman spends money like she's made of it. No wonder dad left.
"And remember to call home once in a while, it might give you a status ailment if you don't!"
"I think your mother has got her America clones confused."
And off they go. Maybe if I wait around for a while I won't have to deal with them for-
... Oh no. I'm hearing the voices again...
Apparently it means a lot to her we'll take the first step of our journey together. Ah well.
SQUADALAH, WE'RE OFF!
Yes, yes, It's all so symbolic and meaningful. Now SILENCE.
... YOU! How did you get HERE all of a sudden?
"Since you three are complete newbies who obviously know nothing about the world outside this backwater village, I am now going to spoon-feed you EVERYTHING you need to know about the world. Remember how your mother always told you never to go into tall grass?"
"Forget that shit."
"By the power of my Ice-Cream Hair, I summon ye!~"
Fancy Rodent VS Psycho Chipmunk.
The Chill Army proceeds to change the port on its controller and strikes accurately and mercilessly.
Interestingly, Psycho Chipmunk's eyes are actually tiny. The hypnotic markings are just that: markings. Also, grade A translation there, PokeMon Project. They certainly lernd them some gud books on English!
"And then you huck a small plastic ball at it..."
"And ZING!"
"Hello, Dinner!~ o/`"
Okay, that wasn't creepy at all.
And off she goes again.
"Hey, uh, what do you suppose she meant by that?"
"She probably meant for the Tsutarjas. They are snakes, after all, they eat mice..."
(There's that alert again!) "Wait, so THAT'S why she catches so many of them?"
"Hmph! That's animal cruelty! Why can't she feed them carrots or something instead?"
"Come to think of it, what does meat come from in this world? Hn, I wonder if Pokabu bacon cooks itself... "
And then they left. Leaving me alone again, to truly start my journey...
The spring breezes gently blow, carrying the scent of new adventure (and those damnable dramatic Sakura Petals - seriously, what's WITH them?!) - And as the boy and his mustelline companion gaze upon Route 1, they prepare themselves for a perfectly normal PokeMon Trainer journey, the likes of which most kids go through instead of doing something productive with their lives. I mean, surely their mundane journey to obtain eight tokens of battle victories will not be fraught with danger, ancient myths and giant legendary dragons that will dictate the fate of the entire region.
No, that's the sort of shit that happens to other kids. Especially ones with Pikachus.
By the way, what IS a Pikachu?
To be continued~
Also, my translation patch is slightly... newer.... than hers. Its camoflage may last forever.
"We own your soul and the souls of your firstborn."
Because they haven't mentioned themselves enough.
Space, the final frontier...
... RIDE ON SHOOTIN' STARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~
... I think Kirby is going to sue somebody.
This proceeds to pinball around for a while before exploding in a shower of letters into more shameless self indulgence by the developers. Because obviously one title screen was not enough.
Ominous mysteriously illuminated castle.
About tea time.
Weird cults: because every region needs one.
Forget Kirby, I think Square-Enix are going to sue somebody. Notice how sparkly everything is. If you look closely at the ceiling you might see the stage workers beating Edward Cullen.
... Wait. Did I miss something? When did we get to the Vatican? Also note how they have no wrinkles at all. Them cardinals have some cutting-edge anti-aging technology.
"Vegeta, what does the scouter say about my ridiculous outfit?!"
Vegeta's with the crown, he moves towards the papal throne, he shoots, he scores-
TOUCHDOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWN!
Look at the completely not-suspicious gaze the Cardinals are giving this young boy. Yyyyyyup. It's the Vatican alright.
Oh hai Riku, fancy seeing you in this franchise!
Yu-Gi-Oh meets the Jungle Book. Oddly free of priests. Or maybe that's what he told himself to erase the trauma...
As he prepares to slam the crown down on the kid's head.
While these two seemingly unrelated chicks watch on with a chronic lack of expression.
Watch closely: This is N's Crowning Moment of Awesome.
Has anyone Seen Kyle? He's about this tall!
... I am still not sure if he's trying to cosplay a castle or Majora's Mask.
HOPE. REAL HOPE.
"Dream"-inducing smoke sold separately.
Warning: Crossing the dimensional barrier may lead to color-blindness and CHANGE. REAL CHANGE.
For those who feel particularily adventurous, try sticking a Leopardas in a poofy dress.
IMMA CHARGIN' MAH LAZOR~
SHOOP DA WHOOOOOP!
VOTE BLUE EYES WHITE DRAGON! A strapping fellow with a fiery personality, if a bit on the pale side.
Uh, yes, I think I'll take the variant of complete alien that I don't understand over the variant of complete alien I vaguely understand which has been partially replaced by something I DO understand.
Uh huh. Sure, Lady. You and all the other PokeMon Professors.
TL;DR: there's over nine thousand of the little fuckers, they have super powers and the only reason we're calling the shots around here is because we have what they don't have: Plastic.
A clone of Yu-Gi-Oh GX's protagonist or a girl whose fashion guru is Klonoa.
No, I'm a sweet transvestite from Transsexual, Transylvania.
Yes, and next you'd want to know my quest and my favorite color.
Obligatory. *nods sagely*
Yes, and I'm gonna be the new King of Games! You know, because the fellow with ridiculous hair and gilded puzzle is so last season.
Which you apparently know on a first-name basis.
I haven't seen such a feeble attempt at the Fourth Wall since that one guy forgot the name of his own grandson.
And he's okay.
He sleeps all night...
And he reads all day.
And she is in no way related to another blond airhead who dresses in orange, white and green.
None at all.
DO NOT QUESTION.
And both of them obviously want me. Seriously, why else would they be stalking me all the damn time?
Well, Yes, I've always been smrat for my age.
By this point the lady went all motivational-speaker on my ass and invited me over to her place. It's how she gets her victims.
DAWN OF THE FIRST DAY. *Boom boom, tweet tweet*
Oh you self-indulgent bastards. How many times do you need to see your name on this game?
Not to be confused with the OTHER Black Version.
Waitaminute, what are you doing in my house?
Sneaking in and out without a word.
And no one noticed her. Even me and I was in the damn room all along!
"Yo, Jaden. Earth to Jaden. Are you listening?"
"Do you think I'll ever achieve achieve the title of 'Isshu's Top Superbishie?'"
"I mean, I look the part, and I can do exaggerated drama! I mean, check out my impression of Red from PokeMon SoulSilver!"
"... And where is that peroxided bitch? I mean, how bloody hard can it be to be on ti- she's right behind me, isn't she?"
They yak at each other for a while. They always do. I've kinda learned to tune them out. It takes them a while to realize that there is a - when the hell did that get there?
And inside the box, there was a rainbow~
(... And starters.)
And so I am offered the choice between a snake with legs and a popped collar that turns into some kind of bunny-eared french aristocrat...
A pig with bunny ears which, after a brief stint at the circus, becomes Ganon with a Flaming Beard...
Or this sad looking fellow, who eventually mutates into some form of samurai amalgamation of marine mammals.
...
I can already tell you and I are going to be bestest friends ever! (to those who wonder, I've already trained the snake on a different run and I wanted to try the otter.)
The blonde doofus takes the pig because OH MAH GAWD IT'S LIEK SO CUTE ( : ), whilst the ladyboy grabs the snake because it's oh so elegant and goes wonderfully with his suit.
Oh boy. What did I get myself roped into when I wasn't paying attention?
"Alright. As of now, we are officially PokeMon Fight Club. The first rule of PokeMon Fight Club is: You don't talk about PokeMon Fight Club!"
Only this girl would stop to adjust the reception on her satellite dish of a hat before a battle.
A Tacklefest commences. The otter, clearly, is not amused.
Owned.
...
How did those prints get on the damn ceiling?! It's obvious: Pokabu is spider-pig. And it does whatever a spider-pig does.
"Did I do thaaaaaaaaaat?"
Cheren: Nurse Joy in training. The black hair thing is just a phase.
Did anyone else just hear an alert?
"Oooh! Oooh! Can I play Referee too? Please? Pretty please?"
(sigh) The sacrifices we make for our friends.
Okay, maybe you can be Isshu's Top Superbishie.
OBJECTION!
"Hmph. I say, old chap, that critical hit was in rather bad taste!"
"Beginner's luck."
TSUTARJA used LENS FLARE!
...UMARU is not impressed.
And one MORE critical hit later...
"Impossible! Our Double Smugness Combo failed?!"
"Bah! This sucks. Imma go chill with your mom. Maybe she can give me some fashion tips!"
YEAH, YOU BETTER RUN! ... Waitaminute. What about my room? THIS WHOLE FIGHT CLUB THING WAS YOUR IDEA! WHY I OUGHTTA- CHERENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
The blondie chirps something and runs off after him.
Leaving me alone to survey my little guy. In spite of doing large hunks of damage to my friends and property, his attack stat appears to be un-boosted by nature. Seems like his special defense is a bit on the weak side. I make a mental note to keep him away from electrical outlets.
Sigh. Better go and see what are these two loonies up to...
"And that's how I saved the Isshu Region from the Plague of Marauding Mechanical Minezumi!"
"And I helped!" ;D
"O RLY?"
"What a delightful story! Now, run along kids, someone needs to advance the plot! And remember what I told you about mixing corduroy and silk!"
And off they go.
"Oh, by the way, I got you a new communicator gadget thingy."
"... Little does he know that I will be able to use it to track his signal down at all times, yes..."
Says my mother as she turns to a nonexistent audience and tries to break the fourth wall...
This jumble of letters translates vaguely into 'Live Caster'. It casts lives.
GOGDAMNIT BELLE STOP SCARING THE PIGEONS DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME YOU HARASSED THE BIRDS?!
Uh oh. Household drama senses tingling...
"OBJECTION!"
Oh snap. I knew it.
"I've had it!"
"I'M GONNA GO TO THE BIG CITY TO FIND MY REAL FATHER! YOU CAN'T STOP ME! NO ONE CAN STOP ME!"
!
... What's with her? And what the hell is that sound that I hear every time she realize someone saw her?!
Yeah. Best get out of here. And watch the sparkles in the water. Someone's been beating vampires up again apparently.
Oh right. That's right. Professor McNinja invited us over to her place. Let's see what she wants.
"Hello and welcome to the world of PokeMon! My name is Araragi, and I- Oh wait. I gave you that speech already. Nevermind."
More dialogue. Tuning them out again...
"So. Now that you've gotten acquainted with your new battle thrall- err- best pal, want to give him a name and completely deny the last bit of free will he still has?"
Because I couldn't fit 'Zudomon' into five characters.
They KEEP TALKING. FOR AGES. ON END. My meditation is only broken by... THIS SOUND AGAIN! ... Except that now it sounded almost like it's not sure if it's an alert or not! I give up. If something is going on here, It's probably too contrived for me to ever know. Ah well, not like I'll ever get involved in some contrived plot of my own. Ever.
And eventually she gives me one of these iPod clones...
And runs off.
You know, Every time I stand this close to Belle I hear this weird wooshing sound. I always thought it was the oxygen escaping her brain to her hair, but...
Oh, whatever. Let's check out my new toy.
GASP!
Then the realization dawns on me. I've just been drafted into the PokeDex Project. It is now my destiny to walk around the world and point this thing repeatedly at any bloody creature I see. I walk outside in stunned silence.
THUD!!
My mom's impression of Red beats Cheren's by a LONG SHOT.
Town Map Get!
And she proceeds to give those two misfits ones too. You know, because they don't have parents to get them cool shit. The woman spends money like she's made of it. No wonder dad left.
"And remember to call home once in a while, it might give you a status ailment if you don't!"
"I think your mother has got her America clones confused."
And off they go. Maybe if I wait around for a while I won't have to deal with them for-
... Oh no. I'm hearing the voices again...
Apparently it means a lot to her we'll take the first step of our journey together. Ah well.
SQUADALAH, WE'RE OFF!
Yes, yes, It's all so symbolic and meaningful. Now SILENCE.
... YOU! How did you get HERE all of a sudden?
"Since you three are complete newbies who obviously know nothing about the world outside this backwater village, I am now going to spoon-feed you EVERYTHING you need to know about the world. Remember how your mother always told you never to go into tall grass?"
"Forget that shit."
"By the power of my Ice-Cream Hair, I summon ye!~"
Fancy Rodent VS Psycho Chipmunk.
The Chill Army proceeds to change the port on its controller and strikes accurately and mercilessly.
Interestingly, Psycho Chipmunk's eyes are actually tiny. The hypnotic markings are just that: markings. Also, grade A translation there, PokeMon Project. They certainly lernd them some gud books on English!
"And then you huck a small plastic ball at it..."
"And ZING!"
"Hello, Dinner!~ o/`"
Okay, that wasn't creepy at all.
And off she goes again.
"Hey, uh, what do you suppose she meant by that?"
"She probably meant for the Tsutarjas. They are snakes, after all, they eat mice..."
(There's that alert again!) "Wait, so THAT'S why she catches so many of them?"
"Hmph! That's animal cruelty! Why can't she feed them carrots or something instead?"
"Come to think of it, what does meat come from in this world? Hn, I wonder if Pokabu bacon cooks itself... "
And then they left. Leaving me alone again, to truly start my journey...
The spring breezes gently blow, carrying the scent of new adventure (and those damnable dramatic Sakura Petals - seriously, what's WITH them?!) - And as the boy and his mustelline companion gaze upon Route 1, they prepare themselves for a perfectly normal PokeMon Trainer journey, the likes of which most kids go through instead of doing something productive with their lives. I mean, surely their mundane journey to obtain eight tokens of battle victories will not be fraught with danger, ancient myths and giant legendary dragons that will dictate the fate of the entire region.
No, that's the sort of shit that happens to other kids. Especially ones with Pikachus.
By the way, what IS a Pikachu?
To be continued~
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