NAME: (first and last) Ben White
GENDER: (female or male) Male
BODY: (what do you look like?) Ben is 6'4 and 130 pounds. He has long ice blue hair that reflects his love for ice types. Ben's muscles are mediochre, and he isn't very handsome. His eyes are ice blue as well. His face is young and makes him look as though he were 14 although he is 16.
CLOTHING: (what clothes and accessories will you wear on your journey) Ben wears an ice blue tee shirt with a dark blue pokeball emblazoned on the front of it. He wears dark blue jeans with a black belt, as they are almost loose. His tennis shoes are dark blue. He has a backpack that's grey and a goggles that he uses to make him look cool in battles.
PERSONALITY: (describe what you are like in general and how you act together with others. Make sure your character is not completely flawless, please) Ben is a lady's man, and is really smooth. The only problem with is his love life is his looks. They aren't the best. He is very nice to them. He is pretty normal around guys. He is really nice to his friends, but to strangers...not so much. He's distrusting and not above suspicion when trouble comes up. He's generally respecting to older people. He can be sarcastically flirty to guys. That's one of his inside jokes with himself.
INTERESTS: (what are your interests / hobbies / particular likes?)
Likes: Ice types, reading, drawing, girls, and being OCD
Hobbies: Reading, writing poetry, and drawing scenes he sees in the world.
DISLIKES: (what don't you like?)
Dislikes: Stereotypes, jerks, fire types, and pain
HISTORY: (write a little about where and how you grew up and were brought up. Include how you got your pokémon) Ben grew up in Celadon City. He lived a pretty normal life. When he turned 12, a man with ice types entered town. He challenged the gym leader, Erica. He loved watching the battle so much that he begged his parents to get him an ice type. His father went on a buisness trip to Sinnoh coincidentally a few days afterwards. When he returned, he gave Ben his own Snover. He loved it so much that he literally flipped. He began training it immediatley and made his way through the gyms. He excelled at all of them...until he got to Cinnabar. Currently he is there now trying to find out a way to beat Blaine.
SPECIES: (the pokémon you will own at the start of the RP. You may have had it for as long as you wish. Choose just about any non-evolved, non-legendary pokémon, please. And preferably not the same as another player. I'll let you know if I want you to change species. I will specify its moveset when you are accepted) Snover
GENDER: (what gender do you want your first pokémon to be?) Female
(give me a recent RP post of yours, to give me an idea of how you are going to write in the RP) This was my first post in Vato's Time&Space. I know it was long ago, but it was a quality post.
Malik dashed out of the dark, ominous forest that was the Ilex Forest. Malik had been wondering around aimlessly for days, hoping to find someone, or a way out. Thank God I'm out of those damned woods, he thought to himself. He looked around and found himself staring at a field of extremely over grown grass.
He hadn't had anything to eat or drink since before the...incident...that took his entire family and all of Azalea Town. He hadn't had any sleep since then either. Every time he tried, the images would fill his head. He was exhausted, and couldn't think clear enough to imagine what might be in the grass, and blindly stumbled in.
He looked around while he was wading through the grass that came up to his neck, and saw ripples in the grass. At first, that jarred his heart, knowing it was probably a pokemon. Maybe even...a bug pokemon. He shuddered and began to run quickly. After a few minutes of sheer sprinting, he spun around to find the ripples following him. Oh no! It's bug pokemon, and they're hungry! Malik panicked, and whirled around to run straight into a sickly man in a lab coat, who fell right over.
"Sir, I'm so sorry." he said quickly and nervously. The man stood up to his full height, and in all honesty, was a quite a bit shorter than Malik. "Wait, I know you!" he exclaimed. "Your Proffesor Elm, the pokemon researcher!" he shouted, forgetting the menacing ripples behind. "What are you doing out here?" he said with a puzzled look on his face.
The reknowned professor sighed. "It's fine young man. I see you've heard of me." he chuckled lightly. "It's glad to see some people haven't forgotten who I am." he sighed. "I'm looking for promising trainers who survived. That's how you know they're clever." he said with a mournful face. "Sadly most of the good old trainers I knew are gone."
Haru frowned with a guilty look on his face. "I didn't make it because of my wits. I made it because my parents died for me." images of the village's final stand filled his head, and his body was wracked with a sob.
The proffesor noticed the young man's sadness. "It doesn't matter. You survived. That does matter." he put emphasis on the word does to make sure he got the point. "Have you ever worked with pokemon before?" he asked in an inquistive manner.
Malik nodded. "Yeah. I worked with the Azalea Town charcoal maker and he let me use a Farfetch'd." he sighed remembering his friend, Beater.
Elm nodded and rubbed his chin. "I think I have something for you." he reached into his lab coat and pulled out an envelope. "Take this, and head towards CherryGrove City,that away." he pointed to the south. Malik accepted it, and stuck it in his pocket. "Don't lose it, and take these as well." he pulled a handful of...pokeballs from his lab coat and handed them to Malik. There were fifteen in total. "These are all empty. Use them to catch wild pokemon." Malik took them from his hands and put them in his grey backpack that he took everywhere. "Take this one as well." he handed him one single pokeball. "It contains your first pokemon, a Totodile." he handed him an enlarged pokeball. "Go ahead and toss it."
Malik was overwhelmed by the gifts. He held the large pokeball. "There's an actual pokemon in here?" he asked in total awe. The proffesor nodded.
He threw the pokeball, and a blue alligator type creature popped out. "Toto totodile!" it let out a hoarse cry, and Malik jumped. "No way!" he exclaimed. It was his very own pokemon! "What moves does it no?" he asked with his voice full of excitement.
Proffesor Elm seemed pleased with the boy's enthusiasm. "It only knows two moves, chip away and water gun." he said proudly.
Malik was overjoyed, but noticed the ripples finally appear. Four angry looking Weedles appeared, and Malik froze. "Bu-bug pokemon!" he shouted in fear. "Totodile, use water gun!" the Totodile spurt a burst of water at the four creatures, knocking them far away.
Proffesor Elm gasped in shock at the pair's quick bond. "Totodile never took to anybody's orders like that!" he exclaimed. "Would you like to give it a nickname?" he asked excitedly.
Malik thought about it for a minute, and snapped his fingers. "Got it, I'll call you Fin!" he said, proud of his choice of name.
Proffesor Elm gasped, "I almost forgot! Take this." he handed the young man a strange device. "It's a pokedex. It automatically records data of pokemon that you meet." he handed it to Malik, who graciously excepted it.
"Thank you proffesor. I won't forget this." he said with a lift in his voice.
"One more thing, take these. Your stomach has been grumbling the entire time." he handed the famished youth a sack of apples and multiple bottles of water. Malik blushed, and accepted those gifts as well. "Now I must be off. Be careful...Malik is it?" he winked with a knowing look in his eye, and walked off.
Malik gulped. He had met a legendary pokemon researcher, and was given a pokemon! He even defeated other pokemon, bug pokemon! He looked at Fin, who had a carefree grin. "We're going to be best friends." he grinned as the Totodile nodded swiftly in agreement. "Now let's go." the pair began to walk through the grass towards CherryGrove City, unafraid of anything with each other.