Spooky Scary Sandygast (Ghost-type specialist Pokemon)

Sandygast remembered her past life surprisingly well, though her memories lacked clarity. Fuzzy faces and distant streets were diluted by monotonous and meaningless work schedules, forming the remnants of a lonely and, above all, boring existence. In that colorless life, more grey than blank, Pokemon became her escape valve, gradually immersing herself in that bright world and making her, almost unconsciously, dedicate many more hours than she would ever admit to a franchise aimed at a much younger audience. It's no surprise that, when she woke up on an island inhabited only by wild Pokemon, right next to her own corpse and transformed into one of those magical creatures herself, instead of panicking as would normally be the case, she was happy. This was her opportunity, the chance to become something more than a forgettable office girl was right in front of her, and she wasn't going to let it pass. Not even being a misshapen sandcastle anchored on a deserted beach would deter her from trying to fulfill her dreams, and if fate had some nefarious purpose for her, she would make it regret giving her free will. Miscellaneous notes: Obviously, I do not own the Pokemon franchise and this is just a non-profit fanfic. This fanfic is published on Sufficient Velocity, Space Battles and NovelPhoenix. This is the first thing I've posted anywhere, so please don't be mean. English is neither my first nor my second language, so if you see any mistakes feel free to comment. That's all. I hope you have a good time, because I know I had a good time writing this. — Description from novelcodex.org