the other night i had a marvellous nightmare, i noted two words and still recall the terrifying experience rather vividly, i am going to put it down in the written word very, very soon for to vent and give whomever wants to read a slice of my mind.

now, on the subject of nightmares, i have spent most of my waking hours today reading so-called "creepypasta" (obviously derivative of "copypasta")
copied and spread short (or not so short) stories.
the main vein for such things would be 4chan's /x/ (paranormal) board, but i have delved deep into the internets to find creepypasta that were to suit my inspirational needs.
i did not find anything that went into the same vista as the scenes in my head, but matters not.

i stumbled across many a fine story about programming, fake programming or hacked programming of games, things that have gone out to hundreds of thousands or millions of people. things that have been enjoyed by many a man and woman, child and elder.
i read about a Morrowind mod that drove some guy crazy (after an extensive period of time, mind you) and i read about corrupt, freaky shit supposedly in games that we all have played and enjoyed.

i read something that looks like typical legendary 4chan bullshit, namely corrupt, creepy versions of the older pokemon games.
going through all this and spending a good few hours reading hardly anything besides someone's twisted visions of fear, i am left with a feeling and an idea of what seems to frighten "the new generation".

we are no longer simply fascinated by that which is different, in an age of communication where all dark corners of the world have been revealed, we are looking closer and closer to home and within the human mind to find some manner of fright, going into very personal, individual levels of disturbance, all neatly sprinkled with some fear of death and dismemberment.

what i mean is that things as freely available and supposedly innocent (i guess this could be viewed as another branch of "hey, let's make porn of it") as a kid's game, yes, deny it all you want, pokémon is a kid's game. i guess.
anyway, such a thing becomes a perfect target for psychological fear.
what if you did indeed get an old pokemon red copy from your local game store, only to find it weird, twisted and dark when you tried playing it.
what if such a place, a world that is so bright and ultimately positive would crumble under terrible, unrelenting darkness.

reading those stories (for i assume they are indeed works of fiction) i found them to interest me greatly, simply by the joining of two subjects that interest me and that should, would or could not even be joined, but suddenly seemed to be.
it is not the horror in the world of pokemon that was the main idea, just the wicked corruption of something you hold emotional investment in.
and i do not only mean "your" pokemon, i mean the world, everything. something familiar.
this could apply to many things, but the subject right here is pokemon.

speaking of emotional investment, if my pokemon cartridge suddenly tells me "LOPUNNY IS DEAD" and starts playing the music backwards, i will have to burn my DS and all games.

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my nightmare was about something completely different.
but my interest and fear has been sparked.
godommot, 4chan.