A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed (Revival)

[Deathspector]

OOC: O yes, it's back. And with more flare than ever. This time, I am certain it is not going to die like the other...three...times. I would really like it if anyone who joins is dedicated, and will not leave halfway through. If you do, I shall be most angry. And trust me, you don't want to see me angry. My RP skills are a bit rsty, but thanks to Origin's Digimon RP, I'm getting back into my RP shoes. I hope this takes it one step further. Without further ado, I bring you...


A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed
A Roleplay by Deathspector


Storyline

Professor Oak, the famous Pokèmon Professor, and renowned artist in Pokèmon Poems has opened his laboratory yet again, for a group of young trainers, intent on claiming the title of "Pokèmon Master". This time, however, the Professor has decided to give the children a much larger variety of Pokèmon to choose from. He has told the children that they may choose any Pokèmon which they want, apart from any Dragons or any Legendaries. He says that they are too rare to have as starters.

You see these posters all over the walls in your home own, and rush to Pallet Town, wanting to begin your Pokèmon jouirney. When you reach the laboratory, you notice four other trainers also standing outside the laboratory, and realise that they must also be here to get a Pokèmon.

Professor Oak then opens his laboratory doors, and one by one lets in all of the other trainers to choose their Pokèmin, including you. Once you get your Pokèmon, all five of you, without knowing it, head off in the same direction: to Viridian City.

But just before you reach Viridian City, you see a flash of pallid blue light, and you are drawn towards it. Once you step inside the light, you fel as if you have been knocked out, and when you wake up, you are far from home...

Mission

Little do you know, but you have just found out another completely differrnt region. Your mission in the RPG is to find your way home, without disrupting the peaceful life of the Pokèmon without humans. Yes, you may catch some new Pokèmon, but make it realistic.

But remember, you do not know where you are.

Other Bits of Information

I will only allow five people into the RPG, including me. This means that once I have accepted four other people, no one else may join.

I will not tollerate one liners, so if you like to post one liners, please do not join in here unless you decide to turn over a new leaf.

Also, I would like it if you did NOT write in chat-speak while in character, and use proper English or American grammer

Rules

-No Godmodding.

-If your are injured in the RPG, do not miraculously get healed, unless there is a reason to it, like a Miltank, or a Chansey.

-Remember. You have no clue where you are, and what you have to do. So please don't immediately start off in a direction whcih you think is home.

-No random teleportation. For example. Don't say this: I went into the forest. I came out of the forest with my new Pokèmon."

-Make everything you do very realistic. Action scenes. Emotional scenes...the works.

-Also, try not to use nicknames which have already been taken. For example. If I have a Charmander by the nickname Blaze, then don't use the nickname Blaze, or anything with the root word of Blaze, for any of your Pokèmon.

-You may catch no more than six Pokèmon.

Form

Name: (no specifications here)

Age: (just make sure that you are over ten, please)

Gender: (no specifications. Gender-bending is allowed)

Pokèmon Team: (you will catch new Pokèmon, so update this when you catch new Pokèmon. Just remember...NO LEGENDS)

Pokèmon Team-to-be: (post the five other Pokèmon you will catch, and at what stage)

Personality: (in detail if you please)

Description: (in detail if you please)

History: (in detail if you please)

Extra Information: (optional)


DS

[Zelos]

(Wow! It's back again. I can't believe this died so many times, I thought it was a cool plot. Anyway, I'll most definitely sign up once more, so reserve a spot, please. =D Sign-up should be finished really soon.

[Allelujah Haptism]

Mmm...Pickle. *shot* By the way, could you add just a few lines more to the plot? Just to be on the safe side, because it's teetering on the edge right now, and I don't want to get blamed for being biased or something. ^^;;

Name: Sia Lyons

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Pokèmon Team:
Flaaffy [Cotton] [F]

Pokèmon Team-to-be:
Ampharos [Cotton-F], Numel , Wailord [Luka-M], Tangela [Ivy-F], Claydol [Chess-M], Fearow [Pell-M]

[B]Personality: Sia is a very pleasant girl, who's just about everything but mistrustful. To an extreme extent. Sia is one of the most gullible girls ever, as she'll believe just about any kind of nonsense that's spewed at her. This makes her have an innocent, childish appearance, the difference between her and a child only being that she rarely feels any emotion to any kind of extreme, be it slightly extreme or the opposite. This makes her a kind of push-over at first, because she doesn't usually feel "angry" instead, she feels "annoyed". Not only this, but Sia isn't exactly the most confident person in the world, as she always over-estimate's her opponent, and under-estimate's herself. Having been born into a well-off family, she's always very surprised when she finds someone who isn't as well off as her family, and has flawless manners. She speaks in a very formal way at all times, and is always uncomfortable when someone addresses her in a casual way, or when someone speaks casually to her, though, as time goes on, she get's used to it. Sia has a 'three strikes' system, in which she'll give anybody the benefit of the doubt three times, before she makes her permenant judgement on someone, and usually, this judgement never ever changes, even if the person she's judges becomes the absolute opposite in the future.

Description: [url=http://key.visualarts.gr.jp/product/clannad/image/ch_tm.jpg] Sia's waist-long gray hair is held back by a black headband, her hair matching her wide steely gray eyes, and her bangs swept aside to reveal these orbs of metal. She has pale, clear skin, and has a delicate appearance. She wears a white scoop-neck long-sleeved top, which hugs her small curves, flowing with the black splatter pattern in the lower right, and upper left corner of the shirt. A short black pleated skirt covers her mid-section, and is tied at the waist with a white rope styled tassle belt, which wraps around her hips twice. On her feet she wears a pair of black ballerina-style slippers without the ribbons, with silver lining, and black tights cover her once bare legs. A black glove covers her right hand, and a black chain necklace that hangs a red pendant complete's her attire, the pendant being the only splash of color in her outfit. She carries a black and white striped sling bag, which carries most- if not all of her nesseccities.

History: Sia was the star in the Lyons family life, as she was always the perfect little girl, who never complained or whined. Of course, her father never knew this, as they were always too busy to see her unless there was a party being hosted at their expansive home. Her father, being an electrical plant owner in Larousse City of Hoenn, where just about everything runs on electricity 24/7, became very rich, and very busy, before Sia was born, and her Mother died giving birth to the girl. There were many reasons as to why Sia's Father avoided her, and one was because she resembled her Mother much much more then she resembled him. Sia was told this plenty of times in the household, but she never believed the words degrading her remaining, "uncaring" parent. As she grew older, she began to learn different skills, to pass the time, as she was schooled at home by a private tutor who taught the basic subjects, manners, and then left quite early. Gymnastics, Dance, Violin, Harp, Piano, and she read all about the rest. It became so that she only learned how to speak to adults, in the mannerly way, as she had never come into contact with anyone her age. Sia's older brother was also rarely around, though he showed up quite a bit more then her father did, and ironically enough, he resembled their father more then their mother, which was why it was much easier for their father to stand him being around. Her brother brought her lot's of different things from different and exotic regions, which he always spent a little time playing with her. In fact, it was her brother who encouraged her to Professor Oak's place and start a journey to get out a little more and learn how to live on her own. It was her brother's suggestion, and Sia agreed immediately, without a second thought.

Extra Information: Sia knows the skills listed quite well, especially Dancing and Gymnastics, which gives her a very graceful walk and poise, partnered with her good manners and habits. She addresses everyone as "Mr." or "Ms." or "Mrs.", unless she's addressing someone younger then herself.

[PkmnBreederSteven]

Name: Steven

Age:11

Gender: Male

Pokèmon Team: Houndour-Male-Dark and Quiet


Pokèmon Team-to-be:

Houndoom-Male- Obtained as Houndour

Mightyena-Male- Obtained as Poochyena


Jolteon-Female- Obtained as Eevee

Blazekien-Male- Obtained as Torchic

Starmie-Unknown Obtained as Staryu

Tyranatair-Female- Obtained as Larvitar



Personality:Steven has a funny personailty. He is not that serious during really bad times and he is mostly in a lot of trouble. Steven has a really bad way of not watching what he says and every now and then he may hurt someones feelings. He is really devoted to his Pokemon and his friends and wil try his best to help anybody out. Steven is also not on the smart side he most of the time he dose not think clearly and he also lives in his own little fantasy world like some normal elven year old boys.

Description:Steven is about 4'11 and weights in at 91 pounds. He has darkened skin and brown eyes. He wears a blue jacket with yellow stripes and pull strings. He also wears his favorite blue jean pants and black shoes that have silver stripes. He carries around a black pack with the word "peace" written on it in English and in Chiniese also. Steven has really long legs which are really good for running, he also has really strong arms for heavy lifting and dealing with surival.

History: Steven lived a poor live his faimly could hardly afford food on the table and could hardly pay for him to go to school. He sometimes played with wild Pokemon in the woods because he had no friends or no toys. Then one day his dad died and his faimly ran out of money then his Mother was going through hard times so they moved to Pallet town.Steven eventually made friends and his Mother started to make decent money he was then living the good life.Then he decided he was ready for the adventourous live he felt like he wanted to get more closer to Pokemon so he felt like becoming a trainer. After Steven decided to be a Pokemon trainer he went to ask his mother he become one his mother said no after begging and pleadling with her she finally said yes. But then his faimly suddenly went low on money....again as if it seemed his dream of becoming a Pokemon Trainer was never going to become true, his new friends left him, he lost almost everything he had but he had to be a trainer he raised money himself to pay for all his suppilies he would be using on his journey. Then he was able to finally set out on his quest.

Extra Infomation:He is very creative.

[Zelos]

Name: Toren Shazuma (Yeah, same old same old XD)

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Pokèmon Team:

Species: Eevee
Name: Eevee
Gender: Female
Obtained: Professor’s Lab

Pokèmon Team-to-be:

Espeon (Espeon, Female) Obtained as Eevee
Grovyle (Grovyle, Male) Obtained as Grovyle
Marowak (Marowak, Male) Obtained as Cubone
Sneasel (Sneasel, Female) Obtained as Sneasel
Gyarados (Gyarados, Male) Obtained as Magikarp
Pichu (Pichu, Male) Obtained as Pichu

(Not necessarily caught in that order)

Personality: Toren is usually very timid and quiet, shy in other words. He would rather smile and nod then talk a lot. However, he will speak out to voice his opinion or help someone in need. He is loyal to his friends and is very honest and truthful. He can be helpful in tough situations, and will try to do his best at everything he attempts. He looks at the world as just one large library, of sorts. When he's not drawing or playing with his Pokemon, he usually dives into some sort of book, whether it is one about fantasy or a biography. He would like to learn more about Pokemon and their world, and perhaps grow up to be a world-renowned researcher.

Description:Toren is about average height for his age, maybe a little bit shorter. His mother always complains about how thin he is, but since he moved, he doesn't eat as much as he used to. The clothes that he wears are pretty normal. For his top half, he has on a dark blue collared shirt. He normally wears regular blue jeans, but sometimes has on khaki pants. He basically wears white socks and black shoes with silver streaks. His hair is a medium brown color and looks like standard spiky anime hair for guys. His eyes are light blue, and he is slightly tanned. He always wears his silver necklace with half of a star on it.

History: Toren grew up in the wonderful (At least, to him) Goldenrod City in the Johto region. He had many friends and enjoyed his days at the Pokemon Academy. His father worked as a researcher at the nearby lab, and his mother baby-sat local Pokemon. He always loved to help her out with the feeding, walking, and the best of all, playing.

Unfortunately, Toren’s father was offered his dream job in a lab in the Kanto region. They had to pack up everything in move. Toren thought that he would never be happy again, as he thought that he had already had the perfect life. Now, everything was going to be different. He can’t make any friends, his mother can’t find any work, and he’s in a new, strange place.

As they say, every cloud has a silver lining, albeit a small one. Toren was sent a letter by a different laboratory not too far from their home: Professor Oak’s. he was offering Toren a Pokemon of his very own, and best of all, he could pick out of almost anyone of them! Toren was overjoyed, counting the minutes until he was to receive a Pokemon…

Extra Information: Not much. Toren sometimes liked to draw, even though he doesn’t think he’s very good at it.


Well, hope that’s good enough. I borrowed a little bit from past sign-up… hope that’s okay. ^^;

[JBCBlank]

That makes me #4~ XD!

Name: Alandros Martinez

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Pokèmon Team: Rioru *Lucas*, Male (Rioru isn't a Legendary, and neither is Lucario so, it's allowed.)

Pokèmon Team-to-be:
Lucas *Lucario*, male (Evolved from Rioru)
Porqueno *Wynaut* male
Emperuto, male (caught as Pocchama)
Pike *Pachirisu*, Female
Spance *Erureido* Male (Caught as Raltz)
PoyPoy *Togekissu* Male (Found as Togepi)

Personality: (in detail if you please)
((For Discps of each new pokemon look in Psypoke.com))

Description: Simple farm boy by the looks of it, dirty brown hair, deep green eyes. Long sleeve black shirt with a silver Flame on the front, clashes with bright yellow pants with red flames crawling down the sides. Black leather combat boots make for a very proud cloths combo, it all gets ruined when you look up and see his purple top hat that he believes makes him look taller.

History: Ever since he was little he's been with Pokemon, his father was a champion trainer, and his mother was a blue ribbon winning breeder. He's always loved Pokemon and wished to fallow in his father's footsteps. But at the age of 10 he was told that he shouldn’t even try. Reason, He inherited Idiopathic Epilepsy (http://www.webmd.com/content/article/87/99669.htm) from his fathers side of the family. He swore to not let it limit him, ignoring his mother's protest, he left the morning of Prf. Oak's quest and got his first Pokemon, with Pills in hand he plans to be as good a trainer as his father.

Extra Information: Will always be seen taking pills to keep from getting seizures (http://www.webmd.com/content/article/77/95373.htm), but he only has three bottles with him...

[DaVinci]

Name: Jessica Rose

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Pokèmon Team:

Species: Smeargle
Name: Da Vinci
Gender: Female
Obtained: Professor’s Lab


Pokèmon Team-to-be:
Smeargle
Ninetails Obaitained as Vulpix
Polywrath Obaitained as Polywhirl
Bayleef Obaitained as Chikorita
Scizor Obaitained as Scyther
Mr.Mime Obaitained as egg..

Personality: Jessica has a creative personality which she shows in the way she draws and paint and her faveroute pokemon but due to her past she has become a cold person who show little emotion when not drawing. Due to her emotionless state she has been known to shown anger towards the world. Jessica is also known to be sneaky and manipulitive using her personality to get her what she needs from those with little inteligence through the art of thievery.

Description: Jessica stand at about 5ft 3 and had long brown hair which she has been known to die streaks into depending on what her latest peace of artwork was, she wears black trousers and jacket with a t-shirt that has had its left sleeve ripped off. She is creative and likes to draw life mxed in with her personality. She is Lonely and because of this she's cold hearted.

History: Jessica grew up in Johto in a small town called Newbark by the age of 4 she was great at art and could draw pokemon in great detail but one day when she was 10 her house was burnt dwon by a group of grunts from a criminal group called Neo Team Rocket they were accompanied by a man wearing a ice mask who tried to take Jessica but managed to get away when she found her brothers Bayleef which she used to hold back the Mask Of Ice and escape. Unfortunatly the Bayleef died in the fire. When Jessica escaped from the burning wreck of her house and headed for Kanto by stealing money from passers by unti lshe had the $14000 dollars for a ticket. When she finnaly managed to get to Kanto at Vermillion City she began to travel to Pallet Town though because of her small knowledge of Kanto she got lost on her way and was found by a kind old lady near death. When she finnaly became councious bandaged up and in a bed she stayed with the small couple for a few months then went on with her journey. Now she has finnally arrived at Pallet town clothes wrecked and body warn out. During her journeys she managed to draw many pieces of art that she keeps on her person.


Extra Information: Always has some sort of notepad or drawing tools with her.

[Deathspector]

Bijou – Perfect sign-up as usual. Accepted.

Tempest – Again, a good sign-up. Accepted.

PkmnBreederSteven – A bit more on the history would be nice. Pending

JBCBlank – I don't know much about the fourth generation Pokemon. And, you haven't done a description..sorry but you're declined.

DaVinci – More on the personality. Pending.


THAT'S IT PEOPLE. ONCE PBS AND DAVINCI AND DONE THEIR SIGN-UPS, AND MEMORY REPLIES TO MY PM, WE SHALL BEGIN.

My Sign-Up

Name: Nathaniel Winterfield

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Pokémon Team:

Species: Larvitar
Nickname: Terra-Textrix
Gender: Female
Obtained: Professor Oak’s Laboratory

Pokémon Team-to-be:

Terra-Textrix (Tyranitar; Female) – Obtained as a Larvitar
Flamma-Vinco (Arcanine; Male) – Obtained as a Growlithe
Venin-Langue (Arbok; Male) – Obtained as an Ekans
Veloce (Scyther; Male) – Obtained as a Scyther
Amiga (Psyduck; Female) – Obtained as a Psyduck
Viento-Jineta (Pidgeotto; Female) – Obtained as a Pidgey

Personality: Nathaniel tries his very best to be kind-hearted and understanding. He really does. But he never succeeds. Being brought up by snooty rich people, he has become a snooty rich person. He looks down upon poorer people with an upturned nose. He cannot imagine a world without the luxuries that he possesses, and has no idea how the middle and lower classes survive. However, despite all of this, he is quite an intelligent person. In fact, he is smarter than most people his age, and smarter than most people older than him as well. He has had countless arguments with his teachers, and often won them. This only boosted his self-confidence, and he continued to do so. He enjoys spending time with people of his intelligence level, and getting into "intelligent conversations".

Appearance: Nathaniel is of middle height, and slender build. Because e is not big-built, he seems to be tall, but really, he is of normal height. He has dark hair, almost black in colour, and silky to touch. He has grown it quite long, and takes extra good care of it. Often, when he is not watching, it falls in front of his eyes, and he is forced to brush it out. Speaking of which, his eyes are a dazzling blue in colour. They seem to be an ocean of emotions, swirling about without a beginning, nor an end. His skin is of pale complexion, and has a few freckles along his sculpted nose. His attire is actually quite formal for someone of his age, but he has been brought up like that. He wears a pair of flat-front navy blue trousers, worn slightly below the normal waistline. He couples that with a white shirt, which has the first three buttons casually undone, and is not tucked in. He wears black leather shoes.

History: Nathaniel was born to Samuel and Marissa Winterfield. Being an only son, he was treated with affection, and pampered to the brink. He lived his first eight years in pleasantness, with the existence of his parents over his shoulder whenever he needed them. His parents were loving, and kind, and tried their best to make his life a happy one. He had everything he needed. Then came that fateful business proposal. His father wanted to get richer, so that he could support his family better, and left his pleasant home near the Vermillion seaside to go to Goldenrod in Johto. He would return once or twice every three months to see his family. For two years they lived like this, until his mother was called over to Goldenrod. She left Nathaniel with her sister and her brother-in-law. They were extremely rich and snooty, and their personality rubbed off on Nathaniel. Meanwhile, in Goldenrod, Marissa discovered that Samuel was seeing another woman there, and went berserk. Within one year, divorce papers were issued, and Marissa returned to her parents in Hoenn, while Samuel was busy working. They completely forgot about Nathaniel, who was living with Francesca and Michael Redwood. He then heard about Professor Oak’s final round of giving out Pokémon, and knew that he had to go. If it weren’t to build up his own confidence, at least it was to get away from his aunt and uncle.

Extra Information: Nathaniel’s Pokémons’ names are all from different languages. Terra-Textrix and Flamma-Vinco are both Latin names. The former meaning Earth-Weaver and the latter meaning Flame-Master. Venin-Langue is French for Poison-Tongue, while Veloce is Italian for Swift. Amiga and Viento-Jineta are Spanish meaning Friend and Wind-Rider.

[O]

I'll reserve a spot here in case some of the people above quit the RP.

[DaVinci]

Ok I did a bit more on personality hope it will be ok. Cant wait to start.

[PkmnBreederSteven]

I've added more to my history.

[Deathspector]

Right, you two are accepted. I would start now, but I believe that Memory said she wouldn't be coming online much more nowadays. I suppose you could "O" take her place. Once you've done your sign-up, we can start.

DS

[JBCBlank]

I'm gonna try and fix my sign up sheet, if you don't mind... i got a touch of insperation, I'm also gonna include pics and short descripcions of the 4th gen pokemon.

[Mika]

-OoC-

Is this rp still open for sign ups? Or ish it full? ^^

[Minku.]

Other Bits of Information

I will only allow five people into the RPG, including me. This means that once I have accepted four other people, no one else may join.

I will not tollerate one liners, so if you like to post one liners, please do not join in here unless you decide to turn over a new leaf.

Also, I would like it if you did NOT write in chat-speak while in character, and use proper English or American grammer



Although I am just browsing the threads, the owner of the thread did say this

[Zelos]

Yeah... he did say that he would only accept four other people. Four have been accepted. Wouldn't be time to start? Or am I just dumb?...

[Allelujah Haptism]

Well, it's against the rules to ask I know, but it doesn't seem as though the fifth sign-up is coming. ^^; Would it be okay to start Death? It'd be kind of sad if this roleplay died for like, a third time.

[Zelos]

Yeah, I know, and this one hasn't even started yet. XD I've been on PC every single day since my last post, and checked this thread like three times a day to see if it's started yet. XD I hope we begin soon.

[DaVinci]

*waits patiently* hurry up! lol.

[zak]

Name : zak
Age : 14
Gender : male
POkemon team: Houndoom,
Pokemon team to be:
Houndour
Growlithe
rapidash - obtained as ponyta
Vulpix
Flareon - obtained as eevee

Personality;
Zak is funny and impulsive but doesent always think about what he's saying until he's already said it , he's trustworthy and reliable and has a love for dog pokemon , once his mind is made up its very hard to persuade him other wise,

Description ,
About 5ft9, light skin and short cut blondish brownish hair sprayed up at the tip , greyish green eyes and always wearin Jeans and a t-shirt,

History,
Zak grew up in the famous pewter city living with his older brother brock , Zak Was very lonely because there were not alot of other children where he lieved and his brother had alot of responisbility in his gym ,
One day Zak was walking home from school when eating a hotdog and was atacked by a hungry pidgey , he strugled for a few minuites shouting and swinging for the pidgey when a scruffy looking houndour flash fried the pidgey, after that he gave the houndour the hotdog and walked home , the houndour folowing , A fe years later he set off his journey with his evolved houndour , houndoom,

extra - Houndoom was never captured thus walks by zaks side or carries zak on his back,

[Allelujah Haptism]

OOC: Deathspector has given me permission to start as he re-configures his computer, which won't let him into PC or something.

IC: I took a deep breath, brushing my hair back from my face as the light breeze danced through the steely gray strands. I'd always gotten into lots of trouble with other kids because of my hair color, but no longer. I was a trainer now, and there was no one who could stop me! Oh, well, I was almost a trainer. I opened the door to Professor Oak's lab and blinked, looking around, noticing the hustle and bustle of the lab I'd never stepped into before...now! I took a triumphant (tentative) step into the lab and stood beside the door, crunched up with my legs crossed and arms behind my back to be as inconspicuous as possible. I looked around, and thought of what kind of pokemon I wanted. Actually, I'd known exactly what pokemon I'd wanted the minute I left home, and I knew exactly what I'd name the little cutie. But there was a problem for me. I was too embarrassed and shy to ask any of the lab assistants for help, so there I stood, looking around like a child half my age. After a few minutes of utter boredom on my part, I finally mustered up the courage to utter an, "E-Excuse me..."

The nearest lab assisstant jumped, having not even noticed me, as invisible as I was. He spun around and finally saw the being standing next to the door, and smiled, "Here for a pokemon? Well, you'll have to wait just a second, The Professor will call you when he's ready. You can wait over there on those seats." He pointed to a set of chairs that looked incredibly uncomfortable to me, but I sat, nonetheless, without complaint, still examining my surroundings like a newborn kitten who'd just opened it's eyes to find just about everything in the world as a huge tower.

I hoped I wouldn't be stuck traveling on my own, as I had always...not...imagined. I fiddled with the fraying edges of my tassle belt, then the hem of my skirt, before I moved my black sling bag that crossed my torso and rested on the small of my back from my body and set it on the seat beside me as quietly as I could. Sitting with my legs together and hands folded in my lap with a straight back, I was sure I looked every part the girl I was, which was exactly what I was aiming for.

[Zelos]

(Finally. I've been waiting so long. XD)

(EDIT: I changed my Pokemon Team around, hope that's okay. ^^; )

Toren stared up at the lab in awe, his hands shoved in his pockets where they were usually kept. His cloak billowed in the wind that blew through the area, as did his messy brown hair. But he really wasn't thinking about that right now. The main goal was to get a Pokemon and get out of this place. One day he would return to Johto . . . no matter what he had to do.

Forgetting his manners and not even knocking, Toren pushed through the door of the lab and looked around. A smile crossed his face. The day was finally here.

Toren noticed that another around his age was already here. An early-bird. Toren was more of a "you get there when you get there" kind of person. Never too early, never too late.

Sensing that a bit of a wait would be involved, Toren took a seat a couple down from the girl. He closed his eyes and relaxed, though on the inside he felt as he were going to burst. This was one of the most exciting times in his life--the beginning of a journey. Just he and his partner.

[PkmnBreederSteven]

Steven wandered into the lab he slowy opened the door and and walked in "This is going to be so cool." he said to himself he thought the Pokemon he was going to choose.A Pichu or a Eevee maybe I always wandered what a Houndour would like on my side of the field oh well I figure it out sooner or later he thought in his head he walked by a machine he wanted to mess with it but he decided not to. He sat down three sets from a boy still thinking about what Pokemon to choose. As he waited still thought "Choosing a Pokemon is so hard." he said to himself again "No no maybe a Dratini or a Bulbasuar this is so hard when you have a large variety!" he yelled.

[DaVinci]

(ooc: Finnaly I shall post. )

I shoved the door open and walked in trying to catch my breath. Those Spearows had been fast but finally after months, years of traveling I was here at Professor Oaks lab. Here I would finally get my Pokemon and become a great trainer. I brushed some dirt off of my ripped clothes and smiled at the people who were staring at me.

" Excuse me?" I said voice only a whisper to one of assistants who was still trying to work out if I was some tramp who had wandered in or a child looking for a pokemon. I could blame him either. The journey had been hard and had many cuts, some still bleeding and bruises that were a strange green color all over. That and the black jeans I wore were missing half a leg and the rest was pretty much shredded. My top was just as bad.

" Excuse me I'm here for a Pokemon, " I said breaking the silence that had slowly built up. The assistant coughed to off his glasses and began to clean one of the lenses.

" Take a seat Proffesor Oak will call you when he's ready," The assistant said staring at his glasses trying not to make eye contact. I sighed and turned and walked deeper into the lab finally slumping down on a chair and waving at the other trainers. Why were people staring? I asked myself then closed my eyes and began to think about which pokemon I should choose.

[Allelujah Haptism]

OOC: DEATHSPECTOR. >OOO I can't post until you do, because I forget whether we have control over the Professor or not. >.<; And I also don't want to leave you in the dark, so, excuse me while I force you to post in your own thread. xD

[Deathspector]

OOC: DEATHSPECTOR. >OOO I can't post until you do, because I forget whether we have control over the Professor or not. >.<; And I also don't want to leave you in the dark, so, excuse me while I force you to post in your own thread. xD

OOC: I take my hat off to you, Ms. Bijou, for forcing me to post in my own thread. A deed of remarkable courage and preservation (wtf?). I then put my hat back on for fear of losing it (it cost bloody five pounds, I'd better not lose it) and prepare to write. And PkmnBreederSteve, please post longer posts than that. Refer to this, or posts by the others to see the expected length. I'm sorry, but too many more of that quality, and I will be forced into doing something I hate, and asking you to leave. Now, I do not wish to scare you form the Roleplay, but I'm merely warning you to spend time over your posts. We don't post too quickly, Bijou, Tempest and I (dunno about DaVinci). And Bijou, feel free to take control of the Professor, as I feel that NPCs should be able to be controlled by all.

IC:

Going over all of the articles he had recently read, Nathaniel walked up to the looming mass that was Professor Oak's Laboratory. The massive white building seemed intimidating as Nathaniel neared it, and a bout of nervousness errupted in his chest, causing him to pause and take a deep breath. Recovering form this sudden burts of rhinos in his stomach, Nathaniel walked up to the door, an biting his lip in what he hoped was a dignified manner, knocked. It was opened by a lady in a white lab coat. Evidently one of Professor oak's assistants.

"Hello," greeted Nathaniel, somwhat releived that he didn't need to speak to the professor just yet, "I'm here for a Pokémon."

The assistant nodded, replying in fluttering tones. "Glad you could make it. Everyone else has come, but we were afraid that you would not. Please take a seat, and I shall alert the professor that yo have arrived. After that, everyone will be requested to get a Pokémon, and then you can all leave on your various journeys."

Nathaniel attempted a smile, and walked in, noticing at once (he had an odd habit for this) that there was one girl and three boys waiting. Feeling slightly guilty about causing these people to wait, Nathaniel took his seat, closest to the entrance, and furthest from the door that was obviously Profesor Oak's office. Suddenly, a voice came from within.

"Miss Sia Lyons? Please Enter."

OOC: Crappy post. CURSE YOU TEH WRITERS BLOCK! Ahem. Please continue.

DS

[Allelujah Haptism]

Sia stood up, smoothed out her skirt and hurried inside, not wanting to make anyone wait because of her. Entering the room, she looked around herself, almost entirely forgetting what pokemon she wanted after seeing all the pokeball's surrounding her. Professor Oak stood just off to the side with a kind smile on his face, saying to her, "Hello there, my name is Professor Oak. As you can see, there are plenty of pokeballs to choose from, so is there any pokemon in particular that you'd like to join you on your journey?"

Sia chewed on the inside of her bottom lip before uttering, "U-um, Flaffy? I-Is that okay?"

"Certainly!" Professor Oak replied, as an Aipom ran across the shelves of pokemon and grabbed one in it's tail before presenting it to Sia, who took it carefully, "And I wish you good luck on your journey!" Sia nodded and smiled, thanking him before leaving the room, to see the other three who were still waiting. She flushed at the fact that she'd been caught seen so happy and immediately left the laboratory as quickly as she could. The last thing she heard other then the usual hustle and bustle was,

"Mr. Toren Shazuma, please enter."

OOC: You think your post is crap? xDD

[Zelos]

[DS, you're back! Yaaaaay! :D I was just about to die from waiting! XD]

Toren watched as the girl was called into the back room to receive her Pokemon. It only took around one minute before she had come back, a shiny Pokeball resting in her hands. Toren stared in awe. In just a few moments, he would be holding the same thing. What an exciting moment!

Toren's heart skipped a beat when he heard his name called. He slowly stood up from his chair and walked nervously towards the next room. He pushed open the door and stared around in amazement. There were shelves and shelves lined with hundreds of Pokeballs! This must be what heaven is like, Toren though.

"Well, hello there young man. I'm Professor Oak. You're here for a Pokemon, correct?"

Toren nodded nervously, glancing at the Professor. He knew what Pokemon he wanted, but . . .

"And which one would you like? Pick anything you like, except Dragons and Legendaries. I don't have any of those."

"Err, c-can I maybe h-have an Eevee? I would like to evolve it into an Espeon, my favorite Pokemon..."

"Why of course! I have a lot of people wanting that Pokemon. Quite a popular little creature. Aipom, please grab one of the Eevee's, please."

Aipom scurried along one of the shelves until it came to a certain spot. It grabbed one of the spheres and then turned to look at Toren. It thrashed its tail and the ball hurled into the air. Toren hurriedly stepped forward and caught the cold sphere of metal in his hands.

"Thank you, Professor... I'll always remember this."

Professor Oak smiled warmly, Toren returning the greeting. He then turned around and started walking back. As he opened the door, Oak's voice echoed into the next room.

"Steven, please!"

[DaVinci]

ooc: Can I change what pokemon I want to a Chansey?

[Deathspector]

OOC: Sorry, but Chansey would be considered as too strong. If you wish, you may capture a Chansey later on, perhaps as your last Pokémon. Any more comments like that may be sent over PM, so that we don't clutter up the board with OOC posts. I've sent Steven a PM, but he still hasn't replied. In two days, if he hasn't posted, then we shall asume that he no longer wishes to roleplay, and can decide what to do with his character.

DS

[Zelos]

OOC: Well... It's been five days, so what do we do now?

[Allelujah Haptism]

OOC: We keep posting, that's what. >D But I've nothing to say, so SOMEBODY ELSE POST FIRST! 8D

[Deathspector]

OOC: Well... It's been five days, so what do we do now?

Meh.....DaVinci's turn to post and get a Pokémon. I'm last as I posted last.

DS

[Zelos]

OOC: -sigh- I hate to see this thing die again. -Glares at the two inactive people- Why do you join a role-play if you're not going to stick with it?! -'nother sigh-

[PkmnBreederSteven]

((OCC:Sorry I have had crazy things going on and I have forgot please don't be mad at me))
Steven stood up "huh?" he said he stood up and went to Professor Oak he looked around wondering what Pokemon he should get he walked into the back room where the Professor was he saw acouple more kids walk out "Hello Professor Oak I would like a Houndour it is my favorite Pokemon" he said he looked around very neviorusly "Please." he said again.

"Yes you may." he said "Aipom a Houndour." he said the Aipom went over and went over and got a Pokeball "Thanks alot." Steven said and he walked back out.

"Next please!" he called out for the next one.

((I don't know who is next))

[Zelos]

(I am starting to get reaaaaly sick of inactive people. Should we just continue on without DaVinci, Or is this doomed to fail like the others? -sobs-)