Pokémon Black and White Owners Can Receive Free Darkrai

Originally posted on Endless Raining:

Pokémon fans may rejoice, come May 9th everyone will be able to retrieve Darkrai. The Mythical-Dark Pokémon will receive a new ability on the launch event and players should be excited about this Pokémon that can attack its opponents with nightmares. If you have a Nintendo handheld and either Game Freak’s Pokémon Black or White, you’ll be able to download this wonderful Pokémon through Nintendo’s Wi-Fi in a couple weeks time.

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Lord Raven in LEGO

Lord Raven is a dark lord and strong Bataruler. He is friends with Lord Idris, another lord, but believes himself to be far superior. He has 5 Batamon- Bulbuz, Pownat, Apliun ex, Trissacop and Masana. They have around 20-24 EL, about the same as the last Super Bataruler in the league- Alec – and not much worse than the Champions of each of the three regions (Sourzier, Cassire, Perashire).

Ollsai on Paiberg

This is a pic of an Ollsai up a tree on Mt. Paiberg.

Cassire Super Batarulers Collection

Here is a collection of the Batamon of the greatest Batarulers in the Cassire Region. Batarulers are those who own and battle with Batamon. Super Batarulers are the best, and to become a Cassire Super Bataruler yourself, you must defeat the Super Batarulers League, which gradually gets harder, until you have to defeat Alec, who has 20-23 EL / 25 EL Batamon. EL= Experience Level (grows when a Batamon battles and wins). Also, an item – Knowledge Cookie – can raise the EL of a Batamon by 1 (A little bit like Rare Candy)!

Golden Crest and Dark Chasm Special Edition Cards

These are some special edition cards exclusive to the box sets Golden Crest and Dark Chasm.

Pokemon Deck- Flames of Legend

Reshiram EX

x1

Fire

Reshiram

x2

Fire

Camerupt G

x1

Fire

Tornadus

x1

Normal

Druddigon

x1

Normal

Regigigas

x1

Normal

Hippopotas

x4

Fighting

Hippowdon

x1

Fighting

Phanpy

x4

Fighting

Donphan

x1

Fighting

Roggenrola

x2

Fighting

Boldore

x1

Fighting

Gigalith

x1

Fighting

Chimchar

x2

Fire

Monferno

x1

Fire

Infernape

x1

Fire

Infernape LV.X

x1

Fire

Growlithe

x2

Fire

Arcanine

x1

Fire

Energy Switch

x1

Trainer

Premier Ball

x1

Trainer

Dusk Ball

x1

Trainer

Potion

x3

Trainer

Poke Radar

x1

Trainer

Team Galactic Mars

x1

Trainer

Fire Energy

x12

Energy

Fighting Energy

x11

Energy

This is my new Pokemon Deck. I named it Flames of Legend. The first collumn is names, the second quantity, and the third type. My deck is made up of mostly fire and fighting type Pokemon.

 

 

The Adventure at Ditch Road – a short story

This is a story I wrote for a school project. Enjoy!

Epilogue

Hi, I’m Alan. I live in a large white house with a lovely little conservatory and a huge garden with trees to climb and raised beds and two neat little paths both sides of the short green lawn and two sheds and dark hedges all around. I’m 10 Years old, and I go to King Richards Primary School, just outside of the city centre. My favourite animals are masanas, in fact, I have a pet one. I find it sad that so many people don’t like masana.

I’m just out on my afternoon walk after a long day at school. I trudge along, hands in pockets, until I reach a dead end. The end of ditch road, the entrance to the ditch. It’s been covered up now, but it wasn’t when I first visited it, the week my family moved into Ditch Road. I’ll tell you my tale if you want. Do you want to hear it? Uh-hum! Okay then, here it goes, the adventure at Ditch Road.

THE ADVENTURE AT DITCH ROAD

Alan walked on down Ditch Road, with his friend Darryl, and his friend Ryan. Darryl was scruffy and shouted things out in class, and found it hard to pay attention, and swore for no good reason, and threw things across the classroom, and called all the teachers names behind their backs. But inside, he was a good person. He liked fishing and climbing, and he was really quite sensible. You could have sensible conversations with him. You just had to get to know him. Ryan was Darryl’s friend. Alan didn’t really know much about Ryan, and didn’t really like him that much either. He was younger than Darryl and Alan, and he was not very intelligent.

They came to the end of the road. There were over 100 houses in the road. It was getting dark.

“So, this is home from now on,” muttered Alan, almost to himself. A sudden hoot made them all turn their heads. Some large green leaves rustled. Another hoot, and then nothing. Darryl walked over to the leaves. He pushed them, and they parted. He stumbled through. Hoot-hoot-hoot came the noise again. Then a large ollsai looked at them with round, purple eyes, and took to the sky. Soon it was merely a silhouette in the night sky.

“Wow! Amazing!” gasped Darryl, then peering down the dark path leading who knows where, said “Come on guys!”

Alan and Ryan followed him through the gap between the hedges and down the muddy path, until they reached a ditch filled with thick black mud. Pieces of litter, sheets of metal, tangles of barbed wire, and old bikes and wheels and toilets. There were tyres leading across the ditch. Like black lily pads, Alan thought.

“Shall we cross?” asked Darryl. Alan and Ryan both glanced at their watched. 9 o’clock.

“I need to get back,” said Alan. “I’ll meet you two back here tomorrow, at 4.”

“Okay,” said Ryan “Right here, beside the ditch”.

“Yeah,” said Darryl, “and we can adventure further into this strange place.”

 

The next day, at 4 o’clock, the three friends met there, in that exact spot; beside the black lily pads. The path didn’t look as spooky and dangerous in broad daylight. Birds tweeted and flew from one side of the bushes to the other.

“Where is this place,” thought Darryl aloud.

“No Idea,” said Ryan.

“Not the faintest,” said Alan.

“Do you think anyone’s ever been down here before” Darryl asked.

“Well, it’s not very hidden” said Alan, “and anyway, it’s got to belong to someone.”

“Do you think it’s someone’s garden or something?” asked Ryan.

“Hope not,” muttered Alan. They walked on, and finally the path ended- and ahead was a towering grey building, with huge apple trees and two little wooden benches.

“Apples!” exclaimed Ryan “They look delicious!”

“Maybe it’s a college, or…” Alan looked up at the building.

“What shall we do?” asked Darryl, his eyes on the fresh gleaming red apples. “D’you think they’d notice if we just took one?!”

“Who’d notice?” asked Alan.

“Dunno,” Darryl replied, “Someone.” There was silence. Then Alan walked slowly over to the apple tree, and plucked three of the fresh red apples off the tree. He threw one to Ryan, and one to Darryl. They all bit into the apples.

“Wow!” exclaimed Ryan

“Amazing!” exclaimed Darryl.

“Delicious!” exclaimed Alan. Then, without thinking, he plucked one more off the tall tree. And another, and another, until he’d filled his rucksack with them.

“Alan!” growled Darryl, “what have you done! Now they’ll notice!”

“Who will?” said Alan. Darryl was silent.

“Guys!” mumbled Ryan. They all turned to see the doors of the big grey building creaking open. A man stepped out.

“Hey!” he shouted “this is private property! Get out! You’re trespassing! And stealing! Give the apples here! Now!”

The boys didn’t move. They were frozen to the spot.

“Now!” the man repeated.

“Darryl,” murmured Ryan.

“On my count, run,” Darryl whispered. “Three… two… one…”

“RUN!” They turned and ran, quick as bullets.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!” the man shouted “Come back! Come Back!” He began to run. He was faster than them. He was gaining. Alan quickly unzipped his bag, and threw a huge apple at the man. Missed. Then another. BANG! Full in the face. The man toppled over, and Alan threw another apple at his head, which also hit.

“Run faster!” panted Darryl.

“Can’t,” whimpered Ryan. The man had picked himself up, and was running at them again, but not at such a pace. The boys ran and ran until they reached the ditch, then leaped across the ditch in one huge jump. The man jumped across the ditch at them, but Darryl kicked him into the ditch, up to his neck in black mud. He growled and swore at them. Then, with one last throw, right at the man’s head, Alan zipped up his bag and he and his friends walked back along the path, chomping the delicious juicy red apples.