Author has written 16 stories for Pokémon, Johnny Test, and Hey Arnold.
Name: PokeshippersShadow1 (My real name with remain unknown to the world =D)
Birthday: March 16
Place of location: Why do you want to stalk me or something?!
How I look: I have mid-back length black hair with hazel eyes. I am pretty short...it's a family thing. I stand somewhere at the early 5's. I am pretty slim.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! Just my OCs Vicky, Nicky, Daichi, and Yuki. (Vicky is based off my cousin) I OWN NOTHING ELSE IN THE STORY!
Hey Guys! I just wanted to say that as soon as I finish all my stories...I am leaving fanfiction. I am sorry but I grew out of pokemon. I plan on learning how to play an instrument and drawing more. I promise to finish what I wrote but after that...I am leaving.
Stories I am working on:
I Know My ABC's: I decideded to take a the challenge but I am now turning it into my own alphabet story.
My Bow, Your Hat, and Our Date!: Helga always had a bow, Arnold always had his hat, but they've never been on a date with each other. Until Now! Phoebe and Gerald are there to give them advice. Review! Helga and Arnold! Hints of Phoebe and Gerald!
Things I found on other people's profiles:
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
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If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this onto your profile.
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FRIENDS: Will comfort you when he rejects you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will go up and ask him, "It's because you're gay, isn't it?"
FRIENDS: Will be there for you when he breaks up with you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will call him up and whisper, "Seven days..."
FRIENDS: Helps you up when you fall.
BEST FRIENDS: Keeps on walking saying, "Walk much, dumb ass?"
FRIENDS: Helps you find your prince.
BEST FRIENDS: Kidnaps him and brings him to you.
FRIENDS: Will ask you if you're okay when you're crying.
BEST FRIENDS: Will laugh at you and say, "Ha Ha, Loser!"
FRIENDS: Will offer you a soda.
BEST FRIENDS: Will dump theirs on you.
FRIENDS: Will sit at the side of the pool withyou at that time of the month.
BEST FRIENDS: Will throw you a tampon and push you in.
FRIENDS: Gives you their umbrella in the rain.
BEST FRIENDS: Takes yours and says, "Run - beep - run!"
FRIENDS: Will help you move.
BEST FRIENDS: Will help you move the bodies.
FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be in the room next to you saying, "That was awesome! Let's do it again!"
FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food
FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!
FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin "DAMN!" we messed up!
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried...just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.
FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.
FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "My bad...here's a tissue."
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story...
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME."
FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.
FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: drinking buddies)
BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.
BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place & say "Girl drink the rest of that ! You know we don't waste!
FRIENDS: Would read ignore this.
BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this!
Stupidity isn't handicap- PARK ELSEWHERE!
When somebody tells you nothing is impossible, tell that person to dribble a football.
Happiness is like peeing in your pants, everyone can see it but only you feel the warmth.
Men are like parking spaces. The good ones are taken and the rest are handicap.
Men are like pencils, some are shaper than others.
It takes 46 muscles to frown, and 26 muscles to smile, but only 4 muscles to reach out and smack that person!
Flying is simple. Just throw yourself on the ground and miss.
Energizer Bunny arrested- charged with battery!
If Barbie is so popular- Why do we have to buy her friends?
The only reason why people get lost in thought is because it is an unfamilar territory.
Having a smoking section in a restaurant is like having a peeing section in a pool.
I don't swim in your toilet so don't pee in my pool!
Jeff: Women age like fine wine.
Walter: (looks a him like he is crazy) She is ageing like MILK!
For me, crazy is like a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you
If you're a tomboy and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!(Hehe, I'm like Misty!)
If you think those stupid kids should just give that poor Trix rabit some Trix, copy this into your profile.
Man: Have I seen you someplace before?
Woman: Yes thats why I don't go there anymore.
Man: Is this seat empty?
Woman: Yes and this one will be if you sit down.
Man: Your place or mine?
Woman: Both. You go to yours and I go to mines.
Man: Hey baby, whats your sign?
Woman: Do not enter.
Man: I would go to the end of the world for you
Woman: But would you stay there?
On Sears hairdryer:
On a bag of Fritos:
On a bar of Dial soap:
On some Swann frozen dinners:
On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert: (printed on bottom of the box)
On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding:
On packaging for a Rowenta iron:
On Boot's Children's cough medicine:
On Nytol sleep aid:
On a Korean kitchen knife:
On a string of Christmas lights:
On a food processor:
On Sainsbury's peanuts:
On an American Airlines packet of nuts:
On a Swedish chainsaw:
On a child's Superman costume:
This next bit here is the cutest, sadest thing ever...
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'
'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
'My mommy loves white roses.'
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or
Try Not To Cry
Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could
please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"
In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Please if you would,
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".
Now you have 2 choices,
1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
Name: Victoria Silverstein (might change depending on story)
Age: 15 years old (But I do change it depending on the story)
Appearance: Brown hair that reaches just below her shoulders with bangs and layers. She has green eyes. Slightly tanned skin and stands 5'4 (but height my change depending on age). Her usual attire is a white vest that stops just above her stomach. Underneathe that is a green tank top. She wears jean shorts, and white and green sneakers. She also wears green fingerless gloves. Dangling from her hips is her pokeball belt.
Personality: Funny but mostly just playful. She tends to be a mix between tomboys and being girly but not too girly. She can have a temper but is a pretty cool person to be around. Even though she won't admit it, she can also be oblivious at times. She also has a competitive nature at times.
Hometown: Cerulean City (Sometimes Lavender Town depending on story)
Pokemon: (I switch it around alot) But most of the time or all the time, I will have an eevee.
History: (I switch this around a lot) Misty and Vicky used to live near each other until Misty left on her journey as well as Vicky, who left a year later. On her way to get her starter pokemon, she bumps into a boy named Nick. They talked and decided to travel together for a month or two but never seperated as they became close friends.
Ambitions: Pokemon Ranger
Name: Nicholas Rivers
Nickname: Nick or Nicky
Age: 15 years old (I switch it around depending on story)
Appearance: Nick has spikey/messy black hair (kinda like Ash's style) with grey eyes. He is pretty well toned but not too muscular. He has slightly tanned skin and stands at 5'7 (height changed depending on age). His usual attire is a grey long sleeved shirt underneathe a dark blue t-shirt. He wears baggy jeans and blue shoes.
Personality: Nick is a funny, playful guy. He is pretty laid back and loves to tease. He is a flirt, when he wants to be. When in battle, argument, or playing a sport, his competitive nature comes out.
Hometown: Cerulean City (sometimes Lavender Town depending on story)
Pokemon: (I switch it around alot) Eevee (Since Vicky and Nicky got there starter pokemon on the same day, they got the same starter pokemon from the same litter), Raichu, Empoleon, Charizard, Steelix, and Gastly.
History: Nick lived a pretty good life. Pretty much a normal life. He met Vicky on the day they were getting their starter pokemon. They both decided to travel together for a month or two but winded up staying together and become good friends.
Ambitions: Pokemon Ranger (might change)
Name: Derek Shadows
Appearance: Derek has messy black hair. The back of his hair ends around midneck. He also has boy bangs. He has a tanned complexion and stands at 5'9. His usual attire is a black t-shirt and baggy dark pants. He also wears black shoes. Around his neck is a silver chained necklace.
Personality: Tries to be evil but comes off as a bit cheesy. He is also a bit of a pervert.
Hometown: Saffron City
Pokemon: (He doesn't use his pokemon as much since he has powers, if so I might switch it around)
History: Unknown. All we know is he holds a grudge against Dina, Mikki, and Vicky.
Ambitions: King of the Shadows (Even if he already achieved it)
Name: Yuki Rhodes
Appearance: She has long icy blue hair. She has long bangs that come down near her eyes and fall gently over them. The bangs on the side are slightly long and touch just below her jaw. Her hair is usually pulled into pigtails. When it is pulled up into pigtails, it stops at her elbows. Her eyes are also an icy blue shade. She wears a icy blue tank top with a light grey sleeveless vest pulled over. She wears light grey shorts as well. Her hands have icy blue and grey fingerless gloves. On her feet are some blue and grey shoes. Around her wrist is a grey watch with a few buttons on the side. On her head is a light grey headband with a thin attenna coming out the side. On the end of the headband is a small round ear piece with a thin microphone coming out the side. Yuki stands at 5'6 and very slim.
Personality: Yuki is a very smart and slightly cocky or smug person. She can be funny in a sometimes sarcastic way. She likes to read, and work with computers.
Hometown: Lavender (might change)
Pokemon: Eevee, Mr. Mime, Espeon, Slowpoke, Lunatone, and Solrock.
History: Yuki met Vicky while she was on her journey. They became friends and Yuki decided to join Vicky when they agreed to be partners in the future with their jobs. Yuki is the first friend that Vicky makes DURING the journey.
Ambitions: She wants to learn more about pokemon and take picture of them. She likes reading and working with computers and plans to help Vicky with her dream to be a Pokemon Ranger so she can help Vicky while enjoying herself.
Name: Daichi Takahashi
Appearance: He has a dark red hair with boy bangs and hair falling around his face in spikes. He has a lot of hair that falls gently over his face and ends just below his neck. He has dark forest green eyes and a killer playful yet boyish smile. He usually wears a black jacket with grey edges that he usually leaves unzipped. He wears a white wife beater underneathe. Daichi wears baggy jeans and black shoes. He wears a silver watch and a silver chain around his neck. He is also very well toned and stands at 5'7.
Personality: Daichi is a very laid back, chill, and sometimes sarcastic. Daichi can be smug or cocky about some things. He is usually caught lying around or joking around with people. But don't let looks fool you, Daichi is smart, clever, and sly. When he is provoked a side of Daichi that people rarely see comes out. He become mean and sometimes even violent.
Hometown: Trovita Island
Pokemon: Slowpoke, Mudkip, Starmie, Tentracruel, Cloyster, and Gyarados.
History: Vicky challenged Daichi to a battle while visiting the Trovita Islands. Daichi, however, beat her. Vicky was crushed upon the defeat but Daichi managed to talk some sense to her. He began to follow her on the journey and claimed that she needed him to help her out. Vicky accepted and from then on have viewed each other as brother and sister.
Ambitions: Pokemon Detective
Characters I borrow but don't own:
Appearance: She has short calico hair with rainbow colored eyes. She wears a green blouse with a blue vest over it. She has on a knee length purple skirt, and red socks and orange shoes. To finish it off she had on a yellow hat.
Personality: Funny, Flirty, Out-going, and a bit of a cry baby.
Pokemon: Skitty, Misdreavious, and Vulpix. Others unknown so far.
Owner: Elouise Victoria
Appearance: She has short dark brown hair that was in layers and bangs. She has light brown eyes with hints of hazel in them. She wears a short back dress that ended above her knee and has that cut look to it. Her long sleeves also has the cut look to it at the end. It has a slight V-neck look to it as well but not too low. From the waist up it had purple sparkles. She has purple and black stockings. She wore a pair of cute black shoes too. She has on a necklace that had a purple jeweled spider. Her hat was a lot like the first witch’s hat except purple was wrapped around it.
Personality: Sweet and Motherly, and is a great friend.
Pokemon: Vulpix, Staraptor, and others unknown so far.
Owner: Amulet Misty
Well I grew a lot while I was away from Fanfiction. I'm in my final years of high school, I have a boyfriend, and I've just had a lot to do.
My nephew is growing older and I love him with all my heart. Nothing makes me happier than coming home from a hard day to see that toothy smile. He destroys my stuff, makes a mess of almost everything, cries and screams, and keeps me awake at night when he's visiting, but when I feel him hug me with his little arms or laugh with me...nothing can make my heart melt more. I love my nephew and I have been with him a good portion of my time.
My boyfriend is one of the greatest things in my life right now. I wouldn't say we're in love because despite the stories, I never really believed in teenage love. I don't believe that teenagers can fully grasp the feeling of love because of how inexperienced we are in life. I'm not saying that it doesn't exsist though. I'm sure there are a few teenagers out there that have felt love or know love, but all of them? No. I'm very happy with my boyfriend though. I'm having my own romantic love story in a way. Drama, cliche-ness (oh yes, it's a word now!), friendship, romance...oh yeah, it can be a love story haha
I've been ridiculously busy in school. Planning for college and all that. I have major tests and all that. I have a crap load of homework and projects nearly everyday haha but I did what I said I would do when I first left (drawing and stuff). I am in one of the best art classes. I'm not picasso or the best or anything even CLOSE to that but it makes me happy and as long as people can get what I'm drawing then it's good enough for me. I never learned how to play my instrument though...I just don't have musical talent at all haha
Now, writing on fanfiction...I don't think you guys realize that I haven't left yet. I'm still here. I am still responding to messages and working on what I want to do. Just not as often or not as actively but don't give up hope on me yet. I'm not leaving here until I'm satisfied. I promise!