Funny Pokemon Cards Novels & Stories

At that point, Richard could not help but burst into laughter. Andrius looked at his smug expression and could not be bothered to deal with him. He simply took out another card from his pocket. It was not an ordinary bank card. It was entirely black with a gold border around it. There was neither any description of the bank that issued it nor the card number displayed. There was only a vast ocean adorned with sapphires in the middle, endless and boundless. “That’s...” Richard saw the bank card and suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief. He looked at Andrius in amazement and exclaimed, “The World Bank black card!”

These are the real savage beasts he had never once seen even in the arena when he was fighting. Caden finally withdraw his gaze from the air. Staring at the people below, were people also fighting with their swords but there was amiss in both of the groups, there was one individual in both of the groups holding something of what looked like a card Caden had once seen from the two hunters who captured him. Just that, the color of one card was green, the other was yellow. But what he saw next made him shocked in surprise. A saber tooth tiger appears out of nowhere with the people in white, while a big fox and a hippo appear next to the people in red. They can summon animals as well?

“2,000,000. Sold.” The cart is wheeled out, I catch Vincent’s eyes and a hateful emotion passes between us. He looks away, my focus returns to the stage but I am barely present. Jei gets his Pokémon card faster than I thought possible, whistling when he beats the former record. He leans towards me to mention something about collecting rare cards being a pastime of his. Some of his childish excitement rubs off on me, I chuckle when he rocks gently to an inaudible music. Maybe in the future, I might find a hobby I am passionate about.

“Okay?” Then he pointed to the second. "This one is for whatever you want." "What?" "And this one—" He pointed at the third. "Is for you to use and show off." I stared at him, then stared at the cards. For several seconds, I genuinely tried to remain serious. But I failed. I couldn't stop laughing. Roman looked mildly offended. "You find that funny?" "A little." I looked up at him, still laughing. "A little?" I laughed harder. "You have a card specifically for showing off?"

Last time he talked to Rhett, he’d called him a Joker and handed him a joker card from his newly opened deck. Rhett loved his expensive cards. It was so beautiful. The joker card could’ve been on display in an art museum. All black with a CGI-inspired tessellated profile—the whole deck had cost hundreds, glimmered like diamonds, and smelled like money. An artist had handcrafted each image, spending days on every card. There was so much detail in the Joker. Dark lines outlined him. On his face, he wore a huge silly grin, but in the background, a mirror stood against the wall. There, the Joker frowned and tears streamed down his face.

Tristan let out a loud, barking laugh, pointing a finger directly at the card. "A prop!" Tristan scoffed, his voice ringing out loud enough for the entire ballroom to hear. "You actually bought a prop!" He looked around the room, his arrogant smirk returning in full force as he tried to rally the crowd back to his side. "Do you see how pathetic this is? A fake black card! You can buy novelty metal cards like that on the internet for fifty bucks. Did you honestly think you could just drop a heavy piece of metal on the table and we'd actually believe you have five million dollars?"

Gon agreed obediently, who have the guts to disobey Princess Song! The shop owner reminded everyone to open the envelopes. She opened her and father Yoon’s envelop, “Mine is ‘The Lovely Daughter’ card, and dad’s card is… ‘The Best Buddy’ oh no!” The shop owner laughed, “Sorry Miss, better luck next time! Let’s see their cards.” Both the gentleman took out the cards. “It’s ‘The Best Brother’ card,” Gon said and showed. Now everyone is looking forward to Prof. Song’s card… What would it be??

His own statement made Ponjie and Fruto frown at him. “Was that sarcasm? Hugo blinked a few times to avoid their gaze and pointed at the cards, “Can I touch these?” “Sure.” Fruto responded, observing him. Hugo gently picked up the cards and stared at them in amazement. There were numbers on the edges and beautiful illustrations depicting something he couldn’t figure out. The back was glossy and embossed with black and gold patterns. It shimmered when reflected in light. “Do you want to play with us?”

A small, rectangular box wrapped in brown paper. "What is that?" Cale asked. "I bought it at the hospital gift shop," Elion said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "While you were in recovery." He handed the box to Cale. Cale took it. His hands were steady now. He unwrapped the paper. It was a deck of cards. But not normal cards. They were oversized, with pictures of birds on them. Audubon Society Playing Cards. "Cards?" Cale asked. "You said you liked patterns," Elion said. "And logic. Solitaire is logic. And... I thought we could play. Since we can't do the physical challenges anymore."

It could be something embarrassing, heartwarming, or just plain hilarious. They exchanged amused glances, their curiosity piqued by the unique game. Patty produced a small, decorated box from a nearby table, shaking it playfully. "We have these little memory cards with different topics written on them. You'll pick a card, and whatever topic you get, share a memory related to it!"