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Old May 2nd, 2010 (06:46 AM). Edited May 8th, 2010 by Vociferocity.
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WHITNEY'S SUPEREST, COOLEST, AWESOMEST YOUNG TRAINER ACADEMY.
(hold on tight...it's gonna be a wild ride)


ooc thread is here

BACKGROUND INFO:
We all know Whitney - the Goldenrod gym leader. Whitney is a sweet, caring girl. She's also a girl who is always following trends - first training pokemon, and then becoming a gym leader, and now she's opened up a trainer school just like Roxanne.

The thing is, Whitney isn't interested in training tiny children who don't know a pidgey from a staryu. She's interested in training up kids who will end up winning badges and beating pokemon leagues - trainers who will be better than the trainers Roxanne's school creates.

So she's organised a Junior Trainer Competition. It's a round robin competition, where new, young trainers and their precious pokemon will be able to show off their strategy and strengths. Although she'll mostly be looking at kids who win a lot of matches, even kids who lose their fights will still be considered - they just have to show they have guts and drive.

Johto is buzzing with the news of this contest. Parents from all around the region are insisting on their children taking part. If you're young and interested in pokemon (or even possibly if you're not), you'll be there.

So, here are the questions. Why are you there? Is your ultimate goal to be the best trainer? Perhaps you just want to get closer to the cute whitney? Or maybe your parents have guilted you into going?

What pokemon are you going to take? Are you going to win your matches, or throw strategy to the wind and just hope your raw enthusiasm will be enough?

Time to find out.


PLOT:
So basically, after you impress Whitney with your battling skills/enthusiasm/cute pokemon, you'll be brought to her Young Trainer Academy. There you'll be given missions, have training sessions with Whitney and her gym assistants, and basically just hang out with each other. So when you post here, you'll either be working on a Mission or just training/hanging out in the Academy.

Missions will work like this: there'll be either an IRL time limit or a post limit, and the aim is to finish the Mission (it could be: catch a specific pokemon, or travel to a specific town, or beat a specific trainer, or maybe just go buy some of those amazing chocolate croissants because Whitney is so hungry and they are so, so, so delicious) before it runs out. If you do, hey, you might get something cool for your troubles! You'll gain points for each successful Mission, and...what happens when you get lots of points? I think you'll just have to wait and see... ;)

I can tell you this, however - a few Missions in and you'll want to have some friends among the other trainers at the academy. After all, pokemon is all about working as a team.


RULES:
* be active! this will be an active RP - because of the mission-based structure, at least one post a week (and more, if there are other people in your mission) is required.
* no godmodding (do I really need to tell you that?)
* interaction with the other characters is crucial. feel free to battle them, romance them, have a prank war, or just silently hate their guts from afar. just keep it PG-14! no sexytimes in this rp, okay?
* remember, you're junior trainers. as in, just got a starter pokemon from a prof/caught your first pokemon with the help of someone stronger/had a pokemon forcibly given to you so you can compete for this opportunity. you'll need to train your pokemon, and you'll probably be losing quite a few battles along the way.
* have fun! (the most important rule~!)
* reserving is okay, but...ultimately, pretty much uneccessary. I won't be judging the SUs until the end of the SU period, so unless you just want to let me know you'll be applying as soon as you can (which I don't mind! go ahead, it'll be nice to know people are interested in this XD), you don't really have to.
* You can post your SU either in this thread or the OOC thread, it doesn't matter. I have my eagle eye on both threads, after all XD
* the OOC thread will be quite important - missions will be handed out there, character interactions can be worked out/planned/handwaved there (like "oh hey shall we just say our characters had a fight yesterday and now they hate each other?" or "omg so my character thinks yours is cute - shall we RP out your character finding out?"), and the result of battles should be planned out there. it's awful when both participants go into a pokemon battle RP thinking they're going to win (it gets seriously awkward), so plan it out beforehand. the actual battle can be improvised, but both participants should know who's going to be the ultimate winner.


This game has now begun!
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Old May 2nd, 2010 (10:21 PM). Edited May 2nd, 2010 by The Jewel of Life.
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What?? Is it true??? Is The Jewel of Life back, or will she just end up leaving again? Well, the reason I kept disappearing was because I've been having hordes of computer troubles. BUT! I was soooo sick and tired of said troubles that I decided to trash my computer and get a new one. That's right- I'm back for good, HUZZAH!!

So, I'm going to re-begin my reign of awesome here on PC by entering a RP.

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Name: Bianca L. Royson

Gender: Female

Age:
Fourteen, her birthday is May 27

Personality:
Bianca is the kind of girl who will try to act sweet and kind to anyone. She is of the somewhat annoying type that will be nice to you no matter how mean you are to her. As taught by her parents, Bianca will act very formal and courteous most of the time. She will act politely and try to avoid fights and arguments as much as possible. While Bianca is very smart and could easily use wit and hard logic to possibly get her way, she chooses not to even try. A very attentive listener, Bianca is usually the first to ask one of her friends why they seem so sad, and she is one of the few who will actually listen when they tell their tale of woe. Bianca enjoys helping people and gets a thrill of happiness when she is able to do something special for someone. This same attitude is extended toward pokemon as well, for Bianca is always offering to take care of her neighbors' pokemon. The final part of her kindness is Bianca's modesty. She never asks for or wants anything fancy and prefers to train weaker, simpler pokemon.

But, behind her kindness, politeness, and modesty, Bianca has a dark side. Even though she can avoid most fights and arguments, it is not uncommon for one to slip her by. At this time, Bianca becomes a vicious, merciless girl who will not give up until she is successful. In arguments, she brings out all of her evidence and logic, trying to sway the conversation in her favor in the most passive-aggressive way possible. Pokemon battles reveal this side of Bianca too. When battling pokemon, Bianca has been occasionally known to talk trash, and especially to use cunning tactics that will leave the opponent stunned. However, Bianca certainly dosn't win all of the time. When Bianca loses any kind of fight, she walks away and averts her gaze from the opponent at all costs. In this mood, she is too proud to do anything too humiliating and undignified. Getting back into her good mood again, Bianca is almost always willing to accept that she lost and not make any kind of big deal over it.

Appearance:
Standing at five feet and seven inches, Bianca is far from the shortest fourteen-year-old out there. She has a medium build, if not being a little chubby. Bianca's long and naturally curly black hair is often put up in a ponytail with a gold ribbon as her ponytail-holder. A few loos curl hang down on the sides of Bianca's face, and she has long bangs that hang down to her eyebrows. Bianca's eyes themselves are blue green and have small pupils that still stay fairly tiny even in dim light. While Bianca spends a lot of time outside, most of this time is spent in the Ilex forest and she doesn't get a lot of sun exposure. As a result, her skin is fairly pale, with a few tan splotches from when she took a nap in the dappled light of the forest. As far as female development goes, Bianca is average for a fourteen-year-old.

For clothing, Bianca prefers to wear jeans; nice jeans that her rich parents bought her with rhinestones decorating the back pockets. Her favorite shirt to wear is one that is dark green with a slight bluish tint. This shirt has shirt sleeves and is relatively low-cut, thought it dosn't reveal anything. Most of the time Bianca will wear jewelry such as charm bracelets and large gold earrings. She never leaves home without her favorite necklace, which has a gold chain with a sun stone attached to the end. Every morning, Bianca is sure to put on a lot of make-up, and her nails are always painted the same shade of green as her favorite shirt.

History: Born into the wealthy Royson family, Bianca hasn't had much struggle in her life. Her family lives in a decent sized mansion north of Azaela town that has a glorious view of the Ilex forest. For the better part of her life, Bianca had one older sister and one younger, but neither of them showed any intrest in pokemon. Before that, Bianca also had a brother, but he had departed on a pokemon journey many years earlier; he was Bianca's oldest sibling. Bianca herself was quite fond of pokemon, and she would often make trips to the slowpoke well to feed the slowpokes. After her parents saw Bianca's intrest in being with pokemon, and once she was ten, they made arrangements for a spelunker to take her out into union cave to find her first pokemon. It was an odd place to search, but that was where Bianca wanted to find a pokemon.

That trip ended up being one of the most extraordinary in Bianca's life. While wandering around Union cave, the spelunker guiding Bianca noticed a hidden opening across an underground pond. Both him and Bianca were curious as to where the cave would lead, so they headed through the pone on the explorer's feraligator to see where it led. To the surprise and amazement of both Bianca and her guide, the pair ended up in the far-off Ruins of Alph. But that wasn't the amazing part; the surprise came when they realized that they were in an area of the ruins that hadn't been discovered yet. Eager to do some more exploring, Bianca rushed into one of the ancient buildings and was faced with a messed up picture of a prehistoric pokemon. Being the clever puzzle-solver she was, Bianca placed the stones that made up the picture into thier correct places. Suddenly the ground gave way, and Bianca fell down, pulling her guide down with her. Upon reaching the lower level, the first thing the two encountered was an unown F. Bianca had decided that she had wanted a weak and common pokemon, one that no one else would want to train. Unown fit those requirements and was mysterious as well; a perfect pokemon.

It took a few hours, but Bianca eventually got back home that day with her new unown F, which she had chosen to name Fusion. Bianca's parents were surprised at her choice, but were happy for Bianca all the same. For four years Bianca has been training Fusion, and in that time she has become quite the unown trainer, despite her pokemon's very limited movepool. It didn't take long for Bianca to discover that Fusion's hidden power was of the fire type, which made it easy to beat pokemon in the Ilex forest; Bianca's favorite training ground.

Pokemon:

Species: Unown F
Name: Fusion
Gender: None, but Fusion is referred to as male
Level: 10
Ability: Levitate
Moves: hidden power (fire-type)
Personality: Fusion is the kind of pokemon who refuses to lose. Despite his limited movepool and overall weakness, he will stand up bravely to any opponent. In addition to that, Fusion lives for Bianca. He spends most of his time resting on her head and he sings out his high-pitched cries for her when she is feeling down. When Bianca goes to sleep at night, Fusion will lay flat on her face.

RP Sample:

The crisp morning air and cocky look on the face of the boy she was about to battle gave Bianca a small thrill. She knew he was in for a tough fight. A few people who were passing by stopped to see what the commotion was about, and a small group was beginning to form around the two teens. It was time for the battle to begin.

"All right," the boy called out first. "Come on out and show them your stuff, Maya!"

Proudly, the opposing trainer sent his only pokeball flying into the air. In mid-flight it released a beam of red light and a green dinosaurian pokemon materialized on the ground where the beam touched. A chikorita. Bianca smiled; a chikorita was a grass type, and grass was weak to fire. Now was her turn.

"A chikorita huh?" Bianca called mockingly. "Okay then, let's win this thing, go Fusion!"

Bianca tossed her own pokeball into the air and watched with pleasure as it revealed a small black pokemon with odd lines coming out of it and a white face with a single eye. Immidiately upon the pokemon's release, the audience- and the opponent -burst out into spontaneous laughter. They all thought that this battle was going to be a joke, but Bianca knew they were wrong.

"Ha ha ha! Okay Maya," the opposing trainer was barely able to squeeze the words out between laughs. "Ha g-go ahead and, ha ha, use razor leaf. But don't hit too hard; you might accidentally kill it! Ha ha hoo ha!"

The chikorita itself seemed cocky as well and it smugly swung its head, letting a few sharp leaves materialize and speed toward Fusion. But as Bianca knew, her pokemon's safety was no laughing matter.

"Make him eat those words, Fusion! Move upward to dodge, and then go ahead with hidden power."

Empowered by a rush of anger, the unown let out a small cry as he hovered high above the leaves' path and sent out a pulse of bright green and white balls of light. Too stunned to move, the chikorita stared dumbfounded as the light spheres blasted into her and sent her rolling backward. Satisfied with what he had done, Fusion hovered back down to the ground, letting out an angry sounding cry of 'nown'. As abrubtly as it had started, the laughter stopped. Chikorita had taken a lot of damage.

"Whaaaat? How did that happen? Maya, get back up and tackle that thing! Send it flying all the way to the Sinnoh region."

Once again determined, the chikorita stood up and began charging toward Fusion at a decent speed. Bianca only needed to smile; this was just too easy. Without need for a command, Fusion levitated over Maya's head and returned close to the groud a good ten feet away. Once again he released a blast of hidden power and once again the confused chikorita recieved massive damage. The type advantage was overwhelming. But chikorita was far from giving up.

The boy across the battlefield shouted a command at his chikorita, but she completely ignored him. She. Was. Going. To. Destroy. That. Unown. Fuming with rage, Maya absorbed sunlight at a far more rapid rate than any normal pokemon would and was ready for solarbeam bafore anyone could bat an eyelid. Even her trainer looked at the following scene wide-eyed, for the chikorita had never been able to use solarbeam before. This time, it was Fusion who was caught off gaurd. Solarbeam's power sent him crashing into a nearby tree, barely holding on to consiousness.

"Come on Fusion, you can't faint after just one attack! Finish this!"

Already the opponent was counting his wins, completely oblivious to the fact that Fusion was not fainted, and that this little unown was not going to lose. Letting out a blood-curdling screech, the symbol pokemon charged at chikorita before stopping abrubtly and letting the hidden power spheres continue with his momentum. Maya screamed in pain as the orbs hit her with more power than ever before and after one last, desperate struggle, she passed out.

"Nice work Fusion. I would return you to your pokeball, but you probably want to rest on my head don't you."

Seeming to understand what his trainer had said, Fusion gave an affirmative cry and floated up above his trainer and lay flat in her hair. Meanwhile, the defeated trainer returned his chikorita with a blank stare and the surrounding audience began to disband while gossiping in whispers. They understood now. Unown were limited in abilities, but as Bianca knew, they were not laughingstocks.

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Old May 2nd, 2010 (11:44 PM). Edited May 2nd, 2010 by Scales.
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I have a general question for this RP. Are we able to catch random Pokemon while in it?

Name: Frank Carter

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Personality: Frank is often described as highly charismatic. To the point it seems excessive. He will often be seen as a bumbling fool, usually in an attempt to spice up a poor situation. This is oftentimes seen as both a positive and a negative aspect for him. Positive in the way he is very efficient in boosting moral, both on the battle field or otherwise. Negative in that many who do not know him, look down upon him. Besides his social attitudes, Frank is seen as intelligent to a degree. He is well versed, has good diction and enjoys a good book from time to time. However a Pokemon battle is always preferable in every situation.

Toward strategy and subtlety, it can almost appear Frank lacks both. He is extremely impulsive, however while he makes choices almost immediately, he isn't blind to thinking about harder ones. A major reason Frank usually takes blame for a situation he never has any part to. He prefers to think slowly while not under pressure and as such, plans before a battle rather then within one.

While his charisma does come with a price, Frank is very opinionated. To the point he is willing to wound himself (figuratively not literally) to win an argument. This only occurs when the argument is about something trivial, and not important. The latter he'd ironically settle with a Pokemon battle.

Appearance: Frank makes necessity almost his religion in appearance. Finely cropped blond hair is combed to one side of his head. Frank has a slimline face with slightly pronounced cheekbones, and eyebrows. His eyes are sunken, with long bags to compliment them. The colors of which are a dark hazel which often appear crimson in the correct light. A thin jaw and slight under bite complete the ensemble that is his face. To his build, Frank is slim and slightly short.

For clothing Frank makes simplicity his entire mission. He wears a orange cheap worn cotton short sleeved button down shirt. The top two buttons of the shirt are torn off, and he rarely unbuttons the rest of them. Over this he wears a broken in Grey vest, with two pockets on both sides of the zipper. For pants he wears new black Cargo pants, where the bottom parts of the shirt can be seen extending over his pockets. For shoes he wears maroon high tops. Frank does keep his clothing in very good condition and usually wears some derivative of the outfit. Give or take a different pair of pants or a shirt.

History:
Living in Cherrygrove for his entire life Frank only repeated one word continuously. "Boredom". Given the simplistic fishing town it was, there wasn't anything better to do then sit by the sea and fish. Given this, he would often try to live by experience. Usually by dangerously diving from the top of a high cliff into almost shallow water. Usually saved by both dumb luck and simplistic ingenuity.

Getting into Pokemon was actually something his Parents attempted in order to quell his reckless lifestyle. Likely believing that he would learn responsibility by trying not to endanger the life of another. In this regard, they gave him a Pidgey one of the Fishermen almost euthanized for poking into a fish barrel. However, instead of quelling a rebellious attitude, his Pidgey merely gave him a funnel. He nicknamed his companion, "Cawdor" and took to making up new factors for a Pokemon battle. Always with different types and different terrains for him to exploit. The most reoccurring strategy Frank uses would be ordering Cawdor to fly in an almost cyclone around the opponent, and then while confused pecking the back of the head from behind.

Pokemon:
Species: Pidgey
Name: Cawdor
Gender: Male
Level: 9
Ability: Keen Eye
Moves: Gust, Peck, Sand Attack, Quick Attack
Personality: While not as reckless as his master, Cawdor is still just as impulsive as him. But, with this comes his more strategical side, as Cawdor makes keen choices correctly in the nick of time. Always leaving his master's beck and call open for a quick attack.

* RP Sample:
Cawdor didn't usually tug on Frank's sleeve. Usually when the Trainer allowed his companion to ride on his shoulder, Cawdor remained purely the watchdog. Always observing, and subservient to his master's wishes. It was an act that often sent shudders down his spine and caused his attention to perk up.

A trainer stood at the other side of a brook. Staring him down with bright green eyes, and a growling Houndour at his side. The trainer was a short boy with brown hair hidden underneath a faded yellow cap. Frank didn't need to ask twice, and usually preferred to say "Screw subtlety." Plus attacking first would often give him an advantage.

Houndour ran to the edge of the stream, very alert at first. He barked at Cawdor, causing the Pidgey to falter in his course. Almost knocking into a tree accidentally. Frank cackled loudly.

"Lets see if the wind is in my favor." He said across to the trainer. He stood emotionless on the other side of the stream, causing Frank's eyebrow to slightly raise. In the meantime, the Houndour went in to attack Cawdor, now landed on the ground.

The dog-like Pokemon lunged at the bird, causing it to sidestep to the side slightly. Once the dog was a mere split second away from the bird Frank shouted.

"Send up a gust toward it." Cawdor complied, causing a large amount of air to lift the Houndour off the ground and slide into a rock. The dog yelped slightly, but recovered and stood back up. The Houndour's eyes turned scarlet, and a fiery ember blasted out of it's mouth. Unfortunately for Cawdor, attacking him directly.

The cindered bird landed directly into the stream, but shook off some of the fire damage. Cawdor looked toward Frank for a split second and in a synchronized motion, nodded. The Pidgey flew up only a few feet into the air and began to circle around the dog. Appearing like a buzzard in the light, the Dog felt quickly confused to the recent strategy. Without and warning the bird pounced on the dog's head, causing a sharp sense of pain and knocking him out.

The Houndour disappeared in a great flash of red light. Frank stepped over the brook and felt the familiar prick of Cawdor's talons on his shoulder. He whistled and felt a spring in his step as he walked past the beaten trainer.

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@The Jewel Of Life: whoa, an Unown! cool choice :D I was gonna fill you in on the pokemon info, but it looks like you got the sample app to work

@Scales: Yeah, of course! When you're not doing Missions, you're able to train the pokemon you have, or go catch other pokemon, or battle local trainers - all sorts of things :) interesting character, btw!
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@Killeh: looks good so far, can't wait to see the rest of it :D reserves are totally acceptable, but I won't be judging the applications until the SU period is over, so it's not really necessary to reserve.
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Old May 3rd, 2010 (07:21 AM). Edited May 3rd, 2010 by ChrisTom.
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I like the premise, but I am displeased with the lack of information. Where is this academy? Why did Whitney open it? How are we to be graded? Bell Curve? How big is the academy? Who's funding this? The Elite 4? The unnamed Government of the Unnamed nation of the Pokemon World? QUESTION MARK???

Seriously though, I'd appreciate knowing a bit more. I am signing up anyways though because it sounds fun!


* Name: Thomas Fernto Mamoru: Tom
* Gender: Male
* Age: 14
* Personality: Thomas is a bit odd. Bold is the better word. He is very outgoing and is willing to do extravagant things to make a point. He is an excellent debater and can reason easily with people. He is very easy to talk to and will talk about almost anything, even awkward things. Tom is very nice in the fact that whenever he sees somebody with a problem he tries to help them, whether it be opening a door or helping them with a social issue. Because of this Thomas is often taken advantage of, but he doesn't mind. Tom can easily repair machinery such as computers, engines, and televisions. Tom's hobbies include running, playing video games (who doesn't enjoy that?), writing, and reading. His favorite peice of literature is "The Hunting of the Snark" by Lewis Carroll.
* Appearance: LINK: http://selvix.deviantart.com/art/Pokemon-Trainer-Gad-76049014
* History: Tom was born in a small mountain village a few miles north of Mt. Silver. The only things in the community besides a few cottages were the Grocery Store, the School, and the Library. His town wasn't really named, it was just a place hikers passed through every once in a while. His parents had to move when he was 6 to Goldenrod. The reason being was that his father had just got a job at Goldenrod City as a Electrician. Tom was around electronics most of his life and at the age of 9 he could tear down and reassemble a computer. At 10 Tom decided he wanted a Pokemon. His father agreed but Tom would have to catch and take care of it. Thomas's Father had kept a Rotom with him his entire life who helped with his job. This was the reason Tom wanted a Pokemon after seeing his father's bond with Rotom. So with some money his dad gave him he bought a few Pokeballs he walked down to Route 34 to search. After several failed attempts of trying to catch Pidgey and Ditto, Tom saw a small strange rock over in the thicket. Only it wasn't a rock, it was an egg. It's smooth shell felt like leather and was a pastel white with red speckles. Thomas decided to hatch this egg. It was much easier to catch anyways. A few months later the egg hatched into a newborn Charmander. Thomas and his parents were confused. Charmanders weren't around in their neck of the woods, so it was nearly impossible to find a Charmander egg. Tom was happy anyways, and so was the little creature. Unbeknownst to Thomas, the egg was from a daycare. After being laid by his parents, the egg rolled away when a Pidgeot attacked them. Thomas kept his part time job as an Electrician's Aid (He helped his father) and often brought Charmander with him. At the age of 14, Thomas saw a crowd forming around the Local gym. The rest is history.
* Pokemon:

Charmander

LVL 10 (I chose ten because it means Tom did a little training with him, but didn't go overboard)
Nature: Adamant
Ability: Blaze

Moveset:
Growl
Scratch
Ember
Heatwave (Will only use in Emergencies or when extremely angry. Doesn't usually use it in battle)

Charmander is fun loving but philosophical. He will often just stare into empty space. Charmander loves Tom, and tries to spend as much time as possible with him. He often tries to walk into the bathroom with Thomas because he can't stand being apart. Charmander enjoys clinging to Tom's leg as a security blanket. Tom doesn't mind, but it is annoying at times. Charmander will often show affection to people Tom shows affection to, but when meeting somebody for the first time he will become a bit shy. Charmander enjoys eating Potato Chips and his favorite game to play with Tom is Hide and Seek. Tom enjoys having Charmander sleep in bed with him because his tail acts as a nightlight.

* RP Sample: Alrighty, here we go!

Tom groggily woke up. He turned over to the small green symbols on his alarm clock which read 5:30. Charmander was still sleeping happily, curled in a warm ball on Tom's lap. Thomas looked outside of his small window to see that it was still dark out. He sighed. No decent human being should wake up this early. His parents were able to wake up later than him. But he supposed it was worth it. Whitney must've known what she was doing. Tom turned on his bedside lamp and then put on his glasses.

Charmander was unaware of Tom's awakening, and continued to snooze. It looked very cozy and contempt, as if this could be the only thing it ever had to do in life.

"Charmander," Tom said in a hushed tone tapping the Pokemon "Charmander, wake up."

Charmander slowly rose in a daze. It looked at the clock as well and fell back to sleep immediately.

"Fine you can have a few more minutes, but we need to hurry." Tom got out of bed and threw on a pair of cargo pants and a t-shirt. He took another peek outside. The moon hung low in the sky, but still seemed small. After packing his bag he gave Charmander a quick shake. The poor confused creature waddled out of the bed and hopped onto the floor.

"Char?"

"Yep, it's today Charmander."

They walked down a very small flight of stairs into the Kitchen. Tom's parents were hardly up for the occasion. His father and mother were running on nothing but coffee and sugar. Tom couldn't help but agree. Charmander tried to reach up for the coffee pot too. "Well good luck!" His mom said enthusiastically. The tiredness of the moment was pressing. Tom felt like he could just collapse to the floor then and there. He felt even worse for his parents, who felt like they had to do it even thought they didn't. Goldenrod City was alot like most large cities in the fact that nobody really drove: they just walked everywhere. Tom was led to the door.

"Are you sure you want to walk?" His father asked.

"Yeah... Besides, it'll help us wake up."

The duo set off into the night city. The traffic was jammed and the stars were blurred by the brown light pollution. Despite it being fairly early in the morning the city was still bustling with life. As they walked through thick crowds Charmander clung to Tom's leg. Up ahead they saw it. The small warehouse with a sign in a crazy font reading "WHITNEY'S YOUNG TRAINER ACADEMY"

* Password: Junior/Nidoran
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@ChrisTom: lmfao those are good questions! let's see...

1) the academy is in Goldenrod, because...well, that's where Whitney is. She can't be gallivanting off to the other side of Johto every day to teach the kids.

2) because teaching is the trendy thing to do. It's how she got into pokemon, and how she got into this as well - if it makes Roxanne cool, it will surely make her cool as well. Yes that's awful logic, but haha this is Whitney we're talking about here.

3) peeps will be graded on how (or even if) they complete the Missions, and there will be battles between the trainers at regular intervals to see how they've been training. specifically how she'll be grading the kids (aka what gets what amount of ~*~points~*~, and what on earth these mysterious points are for), is for her to know and for everyone else to fret over.

4) it's fairly small! Although Whitney wanted to go all out and train a gazillion newbies, her gym assistants (or whatever you call the other peeps you battle at gyms) managed to convince her that it would be easier (and cooler~*~!) to just train a handful of kids. so it's basically only the people who are actually playing, although if you feel like referring to some other NPC kids at the academy for whatever reason, it's totally okay.

5) man IDK. why would it need funding? all they really need is a an empty building and some time, and those are easy enough to find in Goldenrod. but uhhh if it's important to you, we can say the Elite Four decided this crazy idea would at least stop Whitney from trying to design them a set of colour co-ordinated battle outfits, and so unanimously decided to give it all their support. (seriously, those outfits? awful.)

so yeah! I think I covered everything you asked, but if I missed something, totally feel free to idk ask again or point it out or something.

also your SU is looking awesome so far - seems like an interesting character :)
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This looks interesting. I may need to create some spare time for this. I will however be unable to add an SU until at least later today and more likely later this week. Ah well. I will get around to it.
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Name: Natalie Arma Harmon.

Gender:
Female

Age:
15

Personality:
(how do they act, how do they think, what are they like?)

Appearance:
(body and clothing.)

History:
(what has your character's life been like up to this point? what about their family and friends?)

Pokemon:

Wooper, nicknamed Wally.
Level: 9
Moveset:
Water Pulse | Mud Shot
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RP Sample:

Natalie stared up at the furiously burning sun, squinting her eyes. She looked down at her blue companion, a Wooper named Wally. He was swimming in the clear blue lake that faded out miles into the distance. It was absolutely beautiful outside.

Off in the distance Natalie heard the howl of a Pokémon. Wally, being the curious Pokémon he is, started swimming toward the noise. Natalie has always been very patient with Wally's little adventures and followed him wherever he happened to want to be. Soon Wally made it to the scene of the howl. Two trainers had been battling, and the Pokémon that howled was a Shinx, who had just beaten a Sandshrew.

The Sandshrew's owner quickly retrieved the fainted Pokémon and ran off, mumbling something about type advantages. The kid who owned the Shinx was smirking and rubbing behind his Pokémon's ears. His brown hair was covering most of his face, so Natalie couldn't see his eyes.

"Let's battle!" The kid said to Natalie. She was surprised that he would be so eager for a battle, but Natalie was always at the ready.
"Come on Wally!" Natalie called out. Wooper charged out of the water and shook of the excess moisture. "Use Mud Shot!"

Wally quickly lobbed a ball of mud at the Shinx.
And then the world exploded. WILL CONTINUE LATER

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Name: Joseph "Joe" Kellen

Gender: The one with the dangly parts, what's it called again? Oh yeah, Male!

Age: Fourteen

Personality: To say that Joe is enthusiastic is an understatement. With a near-perpetual grin on his face (or a
gentle smile if the situation warrants) it is easy to see why Joe has gained a great deal of popularity in his
hometown of Mahogany. Always willing to help or share advice with anyone who needs it, Joe rarely feels the need to
be alone.

When he is alone, Joe's true passion, which is pokemon watching, gets a well-deserved exercise. He can watch pokemon
in town, in the wild or even underwater for hours on end! He is known to get a little edgy if someone interrupts
him, but he quickly apologises for the outburst and offers to help in any way that he can to make things right. He
even followed a boy around Mahogany for two straight weeks after nearly knocking him unconscious!

Appearance: Joe is rather skinny, but he has a slightly-above-average amount of muscle on his body due to his overly
zealous mother's training regimen. Joe is after all, the most recent in a long line of ninja born in Mahogany Town
and nobody in town has gone a day without seeing him do some kind of training.

Aside from his near permanant smile, Joe's most obvious features are his emerald green eyes, which appear to have a calm blankness glued on them most of
the time. This often gives the illusion of him being slow and innatentive, but that just leaves people all the more
surprised when he does what is asked of him with speed and a smile.

Joe's clothing would be considered light compared to what other residents of Mahogany Town wear, but Joe finds it
appropriate. Consisting of a pair of khaki cargo pants that have been stained green at the knees after years of
kneeling to closely observe pokemon, a plain white t-shirt with a scyther shillouette print, a pair of sneakers so
worn that it must be the will of Arceus that they are still together and a green scarf, Joe's outfit has become so
well-used that he hardly ever takes it off, much to the chagrin of his mother.

History: Joe had a rather average upbringing, although his birth was a little complicated. After three former
'attempts,' as his dad had often called them, Joe was finally born healthy, save for a hole in his heart that
managed to seal itself after a few days in the ICU.

After that, Joe's life went from point to point in the regular way, save for the constant ninja training.
Nevertheless, Joe handled school, ninja life and even a part-time job with aplomb! Hey, Pokemon Centers don't keep
themsleves clean, y'know!

Throughout this entire time, Joe was watched over by Jato, his dad's scyther. Even though a word barely passed
between the two, it was obvious that Joe was greatful for the guardian, but that all changed when talk of Whitney's
trainer academy came around. Joe was so excited to see Whitney's miltank (which he often called ghostslayer when it
was on the TV) up close that he got to packing before he realised that he'd need a pokemon of his own!

"Well I can't take you Jato, you're way too powerful. 'Sides, you gotta stay here and look after mom and dad...but I
bet I'll need help catching my own pokemon, so let's go!" Joe said as he dragged the aged scyther with one hand and
a total of three pokeballs in the other hand. He was sure that there'd be something great out at the lake of rage,
so that was where he went first.

He sure wasn't wrong! After five minutes of walking, Joe and Jato came across a tough little aipom. The only problem
was that it was already injured, as though someone had just left it like that! Feeling a pang of sympathy for the
purple monkey, Joe tossed a pokeball at it right away.

BOP! The aipom batted the pokeball away. It shattered into hundreds of places on a rock. This was obviously going to
be harder than Joe thought! He tossed another pokeball, but the same thing happened. "Can't you see I'm trying to
help you?" he exclaimed as he tossed the last pokeball. This time, it hit the aipom square between the eyes.
One...two...three! The aipom was captured!

"Alright! We caught it! We caught it!" Joe exclaimed as he jumped around and danced with Jato, who actually smiled
for once and danced along with the boy. After taking his new friend to the pokemon center, the two were inseprable.
It wasn't long after that that Joe and Ai-ai the aipom started their own journey. It was hard and they often
experienced setbacks, but they made it JUST in time for the battles!

Pokemon: Species: Aipom

Name: Ai-ai

Gender: Male

Level: 8

Ability: Pickup

Moves: Scratch, Tail Whip, Sand Attack, Astonish

Personality: Ai-ai is pretty much Joe in pokemon form. Always enthusiastic and normally smiling, he refuses to back
down from any challenge, be it a pokemon battle or a tree-climbing contest. He loves collecting shiny things that
Joe keeps in a special box for his little friend.

RP Sample: "Alright ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present the one, the only, the completely awesome Ai-ai!" Joe
called out as he tossed his pokeball to the ground. In a shimmer of light, Ai-ai appeared and bowed to the audience.
Practically everyone cheered, save for Joe's opponant, a girl with a pikachu.

"Are you done? I've got better things to do than stand around listening to you," the girl said as she checked her
nails. By the looks of it, this'd be an easy fight from Joe's point of view.

"Oh, right. Ai-ai, let's start it off with tail whip!" he said. Ai-ai's tail began to shake around in the air. Their
opponant's pikachu watched the tail, as though it were hypnotised by its cute wagging around!

"Don't fall for such a cheap ploy! Use thundershock!" the girl called out. Instantly, the pikachu snapped back to
attention and sent a powerful blast of electricity towards Ai-ai. Although the blast hit its mark perfectly, Ai-ai
managed to withstand it!

"Two can play at that game! Ai-ai! Get in close and show that pikachu what a scratch attack looks like!" Roan called
out as he pointed dramatically at the pikachu. Bam! The scratch attack not only hit, but seemed to do a lot more
damage than normal! Still, neither the pikachu nor the girl appeared to look like they were going to back down.

"Eek! My precious pikachu! My daddy paid top dollar for her! Now, use thundershock again!" the girl yelled. If
nothing else, she was at least more interested in the battle now. The two kept exchanging scratches, tail whips and
thundershocks without tiring, until...

"Aiiii!" Ai-ai yelled. After a particularly tough thundershock managed to lock his left arm and leg! This was bad,
this was really, really bad! Well, it would be, if Joe hadn't worked out an ultra-special technique for just this
situation!

"Ai-ai! Use sand attack!" he called out. Instantly, Ai-ai's tail whipped up enough sand to provide the pikachu with
some trouble.

"Now! Use astonish and knock that pikachu on its butt!"

"Thundershock, now!"

Ghostly images and bolts of electricity burst from the arena, which resulted in a blast that, while not of epic
proportions, did make for quite a bit of unsettled dust.

As the dust cleared, it was obvious that there was no winner. Bruised and covered in static electricity, Ai-ai
gladly accepted Joe's assistance off the battlefield. Joe was hoping for a win, but a draw was good enough for now.

"Hey, you! Don't think this is the end! My daddy will pay for the best tutors to help me and pikachu get stronger
and when we do, you better watch it!" the girl screamed as Joe turned back to her.

"That was a great battle. I look forward to the next one!" he said with a smile and a thumbs up, both of which were
replicated by Ai-ai as they left for a well-deserved rest.

Password: Junior nidoran!

((Note: Jato may make an appearance or two, but not for fighting...unless that's okay with you.))
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* Name: Alecia Roke

* Gender: Female
* Age: 12 (Sorry, it's a bit young, but otherwise it doesn't fit my other uses for this character)

* Personality: Alecia is a happy go lucky type of person with minimal triggers. She is difficult to upset, and fairly mild when she is upset. She is good at masking her emotions, and it is rarely apparent she is anything but happy. She has a tendency to hold grudges, but never really do anything about them. She is quite adventurous(No, not like that), willing to brave most challenges without the bat of an eyelash. She has no complex about outdoing men; rather, she has a complex about outdoing everyone. She keeps a little book with all the people who have ever wronged her so if she ever snaps, she knows who to kill first.

* Appearance:
Alecia stands about 5'1" tall. Her stomach is somewhat less than flat, and she has a little bit of excess body fat.She has long black hair with purple highlights. Her hair is wavy and falls down just slightly below her shoulders. He eyes a a pale green.

Her typical outfit is a t-shirt, with shorts that fall just below her knees. Alecia wears a pair of sunglasses with purple lenses, and has a necklace around her neck with a Wabbuffet pendant.


* History: Alecia grew up as a typical girl in goldenrod. She often spent days watching gym trainers in the goldenrod gym battle in awe. On her twelfth birthday, she was given some money to buy what she wanted from the department store. Recently, a group of pokemon salesmen had setup shop outside the Goldenrod department store. When Alecia went to buy pokemon, she found that of all the rare pokemon they had, the only one she could afford was a tiny Wynaut, which was cheap because Wynaut can't actually directly attack.

When she showed her parents the Wynaut, they were surprised and innitially though that she couldn't have a pokemon. After much heated debate, her parents allowed her to keep the Wynaut. Not long after Whitney's trainer school had opened up, so naturally Alecia tried to join!
* Pokemon:
Spoiler:
Species: Wynaut
Name: Smile
Gender: Female
Level: 8
Ability: Shadow Tag
Moves: Charm, Counter, Mirror Coat, Encore (I figured Destiny Bond wouldn't be well liked)
Personality: Smile is always cheery in all conditions. Even during battles it smiles the whole time and rarely exhibits aggression. It only ever defends itself, and never actually launches attacks(Duh). It's eternal smile keeps all who see it happy, and even after loosing it is still chipper!


* RP Sample:
Spoiler:

Alecia smiled at her opponent, stroking her pokeball. The girl, a good deal older than Alecia, threw out her pokeball, revealing a Dratini. Alecia wasn't phased by the pokemon, she then released Smile onto the ring.

"C'mon smile! Let's beat this girl!" She called.

The girl snicked and called out to her Dratini, "Baby Blue! Use twister!" The Dratini spat out a tornado of swirling blue flame straight at smiles.

Alecia paniced, her mind blanked a second before she pulled herself together. "Smiles! Use-" It was too late, smiles was struck by the dragon rage and was knocked back. "C'mon girl!" She called, "Use Encore!"

Smiles smacked it's arm like apendages together as if it were clapping, cheering on the Dratini. The Dratini was ecstatic, and wound up to hurl another twister.

"No wait!" The girl called, to no avail. The twisted was spat out.

Alecia grinned, "Now use mirror coat!" She called, and the Smiles' became lustrous just as the twister struck it. Smiles was sent recoiling, but an even stronger twister flew back at the Dratini, hitting it hard. Wynaut began to hobble a bit, showing it was tiring.

The other girl didn't miss a beat, "Baby Blue! Finish it now with headbutt!"

The Dratini charged at Smiles, but Alecia kept herself together and called, "Counter!"

As the Dratini struck Smiles, smiles rebounded with a strike of it's own, smashing the Dratini to the ground unconscious. But just as Alecia was about to celebrate, smiles collapsed and fainted.

Alecia turned to Whitney/the judge, "Is that a win, or a draw?" She asked.


* Password: Junior, Nidoran

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We now have an OOC thread! It's over here, so feel free to check that out. At the moment it's just keeping track of who has applied and reserved, as well as rehashing the plot and rules.

Keep posting your SUs here, as the ooc thread will be used more for keeping everyone up to date with missions and things, and also just funtimes discussions :)

Oh, and we now also have a deadline. SUs will need to be posted by midday on Friday, the 7th of May (so this Friday). Keep in mind that I'm referring to GMT+10 time when I say that, so you'll want to check an online clock or something to see what day/time that will be for you.

People who have reserved: if you can't post your SU by then, PM me and we might be able to work out some kind of extension. Although I'd prefer it if you could just post it in time.

Everyone who's posted SUs so far: looking good! interesting pokemon choices, and I'm really enjoying the rp samples so far :D

Everyone who's reserved: can't wait to see what you guys come up with! :D
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Snype (Sableye)- Lv. 52- Detect, Shadow Sneak, Will-o-wisp, Low Sweep, Foul Play, Taunt (Ability: Keen Eye)
Commodore (Porygon-Z)- Lv. 55 -Signal beam, Conversion 2, Recover, Tri Attack, Ice Beam, Trick Room (Ability: Trace)
Len (Poliwraith)- Lv. 53- Bubblebeam, Brick Break, Body Slam, Belly Drum, Sleep Talk, Rest (Ability: Water Absorb)
Able (Ninjask)- Lv. 46 - X-Scissor, Slash, Double Team, Protect, Baton Pass, Swords Dance (Ability: Speed Boost)
Kara (Gligar) Lv. 35 Acrobatics, Substitute, Fury Cutter, Knock Off, Slash,Toxic (Ability: Poison Heal)
Xerox (Ditto) Lv. 35 Transform (Ability: Imposter)

(In Box)
Shedinja- Lv. 35 Fury Swipes, Confuse Ray, Sand attack, Leech Life, Mind Reader, Scratch (Ability: Wonder Guard)
Omanyte- Lv. 35 Brine, Mud Shot, Rollout, Ice Beam, Protect, Bite
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@Megaman: that's cool, just post it whenever you're done with it :) alternatively, you can post what you've got so far and just edit your post to finish it. A few people upthread have done that.
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Name: Darin Roschel

Gender:
Male

Age: Fifteen

Personality: Darin is not very masculine. He considers cleanliness and attractiveness to be important. Darin is a very social creature, and thrives with the company of others, most often females. He enjoys the emotional freedom they offer more often than males do. Affectionate and sweet, he easily grows attached to anyone who gives him the chance. His mind works in a linear, mathematical fashion, suggesting that arithmetic, physics, and computer hacking are among his strengths. While he is not necessarily humble, he is more level headed and aware of his limitations. Whether he embraces them or not is irrelevant. Music is one of his favorite parts of life, and he works endlessly to learn to play all the instruments he can get his hands on. Thus far he has learned the guitar in acoustic and electric, the drums, keyboard, harp, piano, bass, and violin.

It is no secret that Darin adores Pokemon. He wants to live up to his brother's reputation as a great trainer and impress his parents with mad skills. Whether it will work out or not, he has no idea. And he may even decide that he doesn't want to train forever. He thinks perhaps he will become a coordinator, or a breeder later on. But for now he just wants to expand his knowledge of Pokemon and their tendencies, and broaden his horizon.

Appearance:
Darin stands at six feet and an inch, not as impressive as the other males of his family, but still above average. Besides that, he may grow another few inches, thus catching up to them. He isn’t as broad as the others, either, which brings him closer to resembling his sister. That’s not to say he isn’t well-muscled; his muscles are just small. Naturally, his hair is a dirty blonde color, but he dyes it black and adds red when he gets the urge. If he allows it to do whatever it wishes it’ll lie in messy waves, but he straightens it to perfection. His large blue eyes are the essence of innocence, and are expressive almost to the point that he doesn’t even need to speak. Darin’s bottom lip is pierced in the snakebite fashion, as is his left eyebrow. A darker complexion along with a slight accent he gets when angry or excited suggest an Italian heritage.

Darin’s favorite shirt is black and white horizontally striped and form fitting. With it he wears studded belts and jeans tight enough to belong to his older sister. She teases him ceaselessly for it, but he can’t be convinced to change his ways. For cold weather he owns a black jacket. Red lettering across the front reads “Smile! =D.”

Red high top Converse are the norm as far as shoes go, with large smilie faces on the rubber toes of both shoes.

History: Darin was one of four children born to Artur and Delilah Roschel. For the first six years of his life, Darin and his family lived in Violet City. Life there was unremarkable, with his mother working at the Pokemart, and his father an adviser for the gym leader Falkner. Being an ex-trainer himself, he gave the young leader tips on how to improve his strategy and which additions to his team he ought to make. After stepping in for Falkner on a day when he was sick, he remembered his passion for Pokemon, and decided to move to Blackthorn City and begin training under Clair. His children all disliked the small town, but they tried to stomach it for their father, as they had never seen him so happy. Their mother opened her own shop where she sold remedies for the many problems that afflict humans and their Pokemon at as low a cost as she could; there was great money in working with Clair, so the family was in no danger of going under.

Darin and his sister Fyora began his education. Korbin and Esthin had already begun school in Violet City, but had not finished. Therefore they were aghast to discover the attendance at Blackthorn Academy was so small, they were in the same class as their younger brother and sister. Fyora, on the other hand, was thrilled. She elected to sit next to Korbin, always having looked up to him, and thrived with his direction where the teacher's failed. Darin was indifferent to the situation, as he had never been close to his brothers. He was just happy that he was able to be in the same class with Fyora, whom he had always been close to.

When they were thirteen, a trainer stopped at their mother's shop with a clutch of four eggs that one of his Pokemon, he did not say what species, had laid. He seemed reluctant to part with them, but said that there had been too many times on the Ice Path when he had been afraid he would drop them, resulting in them breaking, extinguishing the lives of the developing embryos. If that was any indication of how the trip down the mountain would be, he did not want to risk it. Sympathetic to the young man, their mother awarded her daughter and sons each with one of the eggs with instructions to be as careful with them as they would if it was their own child. Darin heeded this as if it were the law and the entire planet would implode if he did not.

Soon after this his parents got word of Whitney's trainer school in Goldenrod. It wasn't too far for him to attend, and they knew his aspirations to learn more about training and Pokemon in general. For his fifteenth birthday they surprised him with a Sentret, which he named Rodney despite it being female, and the news that he would be allowed to attend the school.

Pokemon: Rodney is a female Sentret given to Darin as a present for his fifteenth birthday. She is far from angry about her name. In fact, she likes the sound of it. She's only at level four, having been practically freshly caught and not trained much since, but she's willing to learn. Her ability is Keen Eye, and she uses it to its fullest potential. Her eyesight is fantastic as a result. Being practically a baby, all she knows is Scratch, Foresight, and Defense Curl. She and Darin aren't very well acquainted yet, but she has taken an immediate liking to him.

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“Go on, open it,” Darin’s older brother urged. He grinned excitedly and began to peel the green and blue birthday paper off of the small box that his parents had set down in front of him. The bow, he pulled off of the paper and set atop his head happily.

“You’re such a nerd,” his sister said with a giggle. “I may be,” he replied, “but so are you.” With that he threw the removed paper into her lap and pried open the box. Inside was a single, completely plain Pokeball. With wide blue eyes he took it out of the box.

“Is it mine? Really?”

His mother laughed and nodded. “Of course. We had Korbin catch it before he came, so it’s still pretty wild. But it’s all yours. All we can tell you about it is that its female.”

Practically bursting with anticipation, Darin pressed the center button on the ball and released his very first Pokemon onto the Roschel dining room table. A small, fluffy raccoon-like Pokemon appeared and blinked up at Darin curiously. It was obviously tamer than most wild Pokemon, which suggested that Korbin had battled with it just a little bit to soften it up for him, but he didn’t mind. The fact was, it was his, and no one else’s. “Thank you,” he said enthusiastically, both to his parents and his oldest brother. Korbin produced a similar Pokeball from his pocket.

“I caught a lot of Pokemon that I’ve never used,” he said. “This is one of them. Would you like to take her outside and have a quick spar, so you can get a feel for her?”

Darin nodded energetically and ran outside ahead of everyone else, his Sentret bounding along behind him. When he had covered a fair distance from the house he turned around and pointed dramatically.

“Rodney, get out there!”

Korbin laughed aloud. “You named her Rodney?”

“Yes, I did,” Darin affirmed. “And I think she likes it.”

With a shrug Korbin sent out his battler, a little Zigzagoon that he addressed as Coon. “Go first, little brother. Do your worst. Rodney knows Scratch, Defense Curl, and Foresight.”

Darin considered his first move carefully. Finally, he said “Rodney, Defense Curl!”

Rodney curled into a tiny ball, making her less susceptible to attack.

“Good choice,” Korbin commented. “But you’ll want to be careful when you’re on the defense. Coon, use Growl.”

Coon laid his ears back and growled low, making Rodney shiver with fear. She uncurled a bit and awaited next orders. “Scratch.”

She obeyed immediately, rushing at Coon with her paws outstretched and claws extended. Coon danced out of the way easily, his short brushy tail wagging happily. Building on that, Korbin instructed him to use Tail Whip. Coon swatted Rodney several times with his tail, making her stumble somewhat. That left her vulnerable to the Tackle that Coon then delivered.

“Don’t give up!” Darin urged. “Scratch again.”

Rodney grasped Coon with one paw and Scratched him repeatedly with the other. Coon howled in pain and jumped away, shaking himself. He then turned on her and hit her with another Tackle. She was forced backwards several feet. Though she managed to keep her feet, she was panting and somewhat bruised.

After a moment of consideration Darin gave the final order. “Back down, Rodney. Let them have this one.”

Korbin smiled proudly. “Good move, kid. Always know when to surrender. Especially for Rodney’s first battle, you don’t want her run into the ground. It’ll give battling a bad connotation in her mind, and that wouldn’t be good. It could ruin her capabilities for the rest of her life.”

With a nod, Darin knelt down and Rodney hopped back to him. She purred as he scratched her ears and made sure that she wasn’t all that seriously hurt. As it turned out she had a few bruises but she wouldn’t even be affected by them. Korbin recalled Coon and came over. “How is she?”

“She’ll be okay,” he answered. He returned Rodney to her ball and stood. “How did I do?”

Korbin ruffled Darin’s hair, something that he knew got on his nerves. Darin groaned and ducked away from his reach. “Well,” he answered. “You need practice and you need to work with her, but you’ve got talent.” Darin grinned in response, more thrilled than he let on by his older brother’s acceptance.

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Name:
Kosh Hale


Gender:

Female


Age:
15


Personality:
Kosh is a daydreamer in every sense of the word. The world is her storybook, and nothing is impossible if she can imagine it. This is partly a side-effect of being an only child, and partly Kosh’s attempt to escape the rather unappealing ideals of her mother—become a wife, then a mother, then a grandmother. Kosh loves boys, particularly white knights and handsome samurai, but she absolutely cannot stand the idea of being tied down and expected to clean house for some man-- and eventually children-- for the rest of her life. Her interactions with people aren’t limited per se, as she has lived near the city her entire life, but she does tend to act a bit awkward with some people due to her habit of turning everything into a fantasy of some sort.

Despite this, Kosh has made friends with others, though typically these are trainers passing through and most leave soon after adjusting to Kosh’s crazy ways. In this way Kosh has gotten to see a lot of pokemon, and considers herself somewhat knowledgeable in this department, though she is severely limited as far as knowledge of move sets and such goes. Whenever she meets a new pokemon, Kosh finds a way to interject them into her fantasy world, and those she doesn’t meet through trainers, she sees at the Daycare near her home. The old man and woman are very nice to her and allow her to come look at all the pokemon, and she is in turn very polite to them and has developed a deep respect for the elderly of the world.

Kosh is very kind to others, wanting nothing more than to make friends with passerbys, though many times her daydreams will overlap into her speech, leaving people wondering what the heck she's talking about. This kindness, however, can switch easily into distrust and hatred; the moment someone disses or upsets one of Kosh’s self-proclaimed friends, said disser automatically becomes “evil” in Kosh’s mind. This can take on many forms, but typically transforms the person into an evil wizard or something of the like in Kosh mind. Basically, if you’re Kosh’s friend, she’s got your back (in a weird, Kosh sort of way). Pokemon are just as much friends or foe in Kosh’s mind as humans, and as far as Kosh is concerned, Pip and Kipper articulate perfectly well through nods and squawks. They are her two best friends in the entire world, and anything that hurts them without good reason is on the dark side.


Appearance:
Body:
Kosh is thin. Her mother has always prided herself on planning the family’s diet to be as nutritious as possible, additionally insisting that the family be vegetarians. A nutritious diet coupled with constant bike riding and playing has made Kosh into a gorgeous, thin teenager, though she isn’t very developed in the breasts or hips, something that tends to bother her mother more than Kosh. Kosh has blond hair with pink streaks, something she has always giddily related to Whitney’s own pink locks. Straightened, it falls to her butt, but this is only for special occasions, and most of the time it stays in it’s curly state, falling to the middle of Kosh’s back and held back from her face by a large pink ribbon, matching the streaks in her hair. Kosh’s eyes are gold, and her skin is a deep tan from constant outdoor play. Her legs are long, taking up half of her body, which stands 5’7 total without shoes.


Clothing:
Kosh’s mother’s desire for her to attract a husband has led Kosh’s wardrobe to be on the far end of the girly spectrum. Kosh had a pair of play jeans her mother allowed her to wear only in the backyard, but after Kosh had run off unattended into town one day in the jeans, Kosh’s mother had become mortified, broke down, and bought Kosh a stylish pair that accentuated Kosh’s girlish figures (hidden as they were), with pink ribbons threaded through the back pockets and down the backs of the legs. Kosh usually pairs these with with equally-stylish halter tops and linen wedge sandals or (for training) pastel t-shirts, white sneakers with light pink stripes and white heel-socks. When not in jeans, Kosh sports a light pink dress , made of a cotton fabric. The dress seems normal enough, besides the small band of white lace bordering the bottom and the strip of satin across the middle, but when Kosh turns around one can see the ribbon across her center starting at the top of her shoulders and threading down the back of the dress to wrap around her midsection and end in an elaborate bow. She usually wears the earlier-mentioned wedge sandals with this dress.


History:
Kosh has lived with her mother and father in their house along Route 34 for as long as she can remember. Her father is a technician, working as maintenance for the radio station in Goldenrod, and she has been to the city almost every day since she was old enough to walk, following her father to work and spending the rest of the day wandering the town with her mother or (when she got a bit older) solo. For her tenth birthday she got a bike from her parents, which she named Lance and took to riding throughout Goldenrod at high speeds as if she was on a rapidash, prompting unhappy looks from the Policemen along the walkways.


Kosh has always admired Whitney from afar, sometimes parking her “steed” outside the gym and stealing peeks inside at the battles raging. Kosh is amazed by how Whitney’s pokemon aren’t just strong, but adorable as well, and is almost positive that Whitney is a lunar-princess-warrior of some sort, sent to earth to spread her beauty, knowledge, and power throughout the people. The first time she’d seen Whitney’s miltank use Rollout to take down a trainer’s pokemon, Kosh had been so amazed she replayed the scene over and over in her head for hours. When she’d gotten home she tried acting out the action on the family pet—a grouchy old Persian—but the meanie had hopped up out of her range and into the trees to pout.


Kosh’s father works long hours, and her mother is a bit too traditional for Kosh’s taste, taking every chance she can to teach Kosh about being a housewife and mother. Kosh couldn’t care less, and so she took to escaping from the house as often as possible, riding up into Goldenrod and playing around the national park, or down into Ilex to dodge dragonite-trees with her bike and have make-believe battles with the metapod she found in the bushes. Once she received Pip and Kipper, these make-believe battles became real, but Lance was quickly abandoned for the opportunity to ride about on Kosh’s new steed at even higher speeds—something that still gets Kosh unhappy looks from Policemen.


Pokemon:
Species:
Doduo


Name:
Pip (left) and Kipper (right)


Gender:

Male


Level:

10


Ability:

Early Bird


Moves
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Peck, Quick Attack, Growl, Rage


Personality:
Both Pip and Kipper adore Kosh and love the fact that she considers them her closest friends. They don’t mind her riding on their backs at all, and even make a habit of always trying to go faster than they’ve ever gone before to impress her. As far as separate personalities go, Pip is more the daydreamer and Kipper is more of the level-headed one of the team. Pip usually gets caught up in whatever story Kosh is cooking up, whilst more often than not Kipper will be the one rolling his eyes at the two and dragging them off to train. In contrast, Kipper is more easily caught up by woman, oftentimes falling head-over-heels for the prettiest pokemon in the room, whilst Kosh will just as easily fall for the handsomest male. Pip is usually left wondering what the heck the two are so caught up over, doing his best to drag the duo off to defeat the next “villain” (aka innocent metapod sleeping in the bushes of the Ilex Forest). In this way, Pip and Kipper are pretty good anchors for Kosh’s somewhat spastic personality.


RP Sample:
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Whenever Kosh rode up to the National Park, she always found she had dozens of trainers willing to battle with her. The trio was walking the trails through the lush woods on a rather beautiful day when a voice called out to them. They turned at the noise, and from the trees walked a boy clad in dark blue jeans, brown sandals, and a white, button-up shirt. On his belt sat a single pokeball, and that was the first thing Kosh noticed.

“Hey,” the voice called out again, and Kosh’s head slowly rose to center on the boy’s face.

Kosh let out a gasp as her gaze met with that of the boy’s dark-purple eyes. They sat beneath dark black bangs, which sprouted from a medium-length head of hair. Kosh studied his face closer and realized she’d never seen someone with skin like this before-- it was a deep brown color, like roasted apricots, and it shown magnificently in the sunlight. He wore a gorgeous lopsided grin, happy to have found another trainer wandering through the woods on this lovely day.

“Oh my gosh,” she swooned softly to herself, “he is so handsomely foreign and prince-like!” Beneath her, Pip rolled his eyes and Kipper merely nodded, both heads letting out a simultaneous sigh.

“Ello,” the boy said, still grinning. “I’m not from these parts, but I see you have a doduo there. Would ya care to have a battle with me?”

“Even his voice is handsome,” Kosh continued to swoon, her clasped hands coming up to her face. Pip swiveled his face around to give her a look.

“’Scuse me?” the boy said, tilting his head in confusion.

“Oh,” Kosh said, visibly snapping back to reality, “of course!”

She slid down off Pip and Kipper, quickly brushing the stray feathers from the back of her dress and adjusting the ribbon before stepping forward a few feet to shake the boy’s hand. She didn’t usually do this, but she really wanted an excuse to get close to him. He smelled like roses, and Kosh almost fainted then and there. She backed up a step before speaking, giving herself a chance to catch her breath.

“I’m Kosh. Would you like to meet my pokemon before we battle?” she said, reaching back and placing her hand on the back of Kipper’s head to pull them both forward. “This is Kipper, and this guy,” she motioned her head towards Pip, “is Pip. They’re my noble steeds.”

The boy reached out to pat Kipper on the head, and Kosh breathed in deep as the flowery smell hit her again.

“My name’s Kanvar,” he said to her, before releasing his own pokemon—a roselia, “and this is Prakrit.”

So that’s why he smells like roses
, Kosh thought happily to herself.

“He’s so handsome!” she gushed, leaning down to get a closer look at the pokemon, and prompting a bashful look from the gorgeous boy. “You guys must have worked really hard for him to have evolved into such a good-looking roselia.”

“Well,” the boy admitted sheepishly, “we have been traveling for a bit. I’m a tad embarrassed to admit that it’s been about a year, and Prakrit only just evolved a week or so ago. We aren’t much for battling,” at this, the boy looked down at his partner, “but our strength in contests is growing every day. We’ve already placed second in two different contests!”

This led to a rather one-sided conversation on contests. Kosh didn’t know much about them, but Kanvar was more than willing to talk, and she was more than willing to stand and listen to him chat on in his soft, singing tone. She was getting lost in both his voice and eyes when she felt Kipper, who'd been getting more and more agitated by this turn of events, bop his head against her own.

Kosh got his drift and quickly reminded Kanvar of the battle. He laughed, before moving across the field they were standing in to take his command position. Prakrit moved into center and took a battle-ready stance—arms and legs spread, and a determined look on his face. Kosh turned and jogged until she was a good distance opposite Kanvar. Pip and Kipper followed her back a smidge before turning and facing their opponent.

“As a gentleman,” the boy called over the clearing they’d chosen for battle, “I will allow your Pip and Kipper to move first.”

“Fine then,” Kosh called back happily, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from her face. She was ready to impress this Prince of Bishie with a win. “Pip, go at him with Peck. Kipper, watch his back!”

The feet shot forward and all at once the twin avian heads were flying towards Prakrit. Before he could even attempt to dodge, Prakrit was sent tumbling head over heels backwards by a solid Peck to the chest. The two bodies slid to a stop at the same time, with Kipper letting out a low squawk. The roselia quickly hopped up.

“Wow! Those two are fast!” Kosh heard Kanvar say aloud. She grinned. “Prakrit,” he called quickly, “slow them down with Sweet Scent and follow up with Magical Leaf.”

In the center of the field, the green head nodded, letting out a, “Rose!” of acknowledgement, and Kosh thought happily how much Prakrit looked like a little bouquet of roses brought to life by some strange magic. Pip turned his head to the side, one eye watching the small body curiously while Kipper chirped softly above him. Prakrit bent his head down and began to shine a light pink, the color floating out from his massive blooms to surround him. Quickly the air around him began to shimmer in a matching tint, and both Pip and Kipper found themselves mesmerized by the sight.

Kosh thought for a moment about how beautiful the scene was, before quickly realizing the trap.

“Don’t just watch,” she called out to her teammates, “get away from it quick! Rapidash outta there!”

This seemed to snap the two out of it, and they quickly turned to get distance between themselves and the spreading color. Prakrit looked up as they turned, a grin on his face, and slowly his arms rose. Pip and Kipper had managed to run a few dozen feet when all at once Prakrit threw his arms outward and began to spin in place with increasing speed. From his twirling body flew the accumulated powder, dusting the grounds and ultimately engulfing Pip and Kipper. The dust covered them, and the duo let out an indignant cry before slowing dramatically.

Kosh gasped at the sight. It was like Prakrit had cast a spell on them, slowing time. That dust wasn’t good, not at all. She considered her options quickly. At this pace, Pip and Kipper weren’t going to outrun the next attack. The only thing they could do was turn around and go back at Prakrit.

Well, the dust had already done its damage; might as well take advantage of their opponent being momentarily occupied.

“Pip! Kipper!” she called urgently. “Circle back on him! Pip, I want you to let out a mighty Growl like the biggest arcanine you can imagine. Kipper, focus on using Quick Attack and trimming that magic bouquet down before he can use his next attack.”

They called loudly at her, both heads nodding in acknowledgment. Kosh saw Pip’s eyes light up as he imagined the biggest arcanine he could, and beside him Kipper concentrated on taking control, steering the body in a wide arc to plunge back into the semi-transparent film of pink.

There was a moment—a split second—where Kosh saw Pip and Kipper switch over function of the body entirely to Kipper. It was an odd thing to watch, and only anyone who knew the two as well as Kosh could have noticed it. Slowly the left wing lowered and came into the same position as the right—tilted out a bit more and angled downward. Their footsteps took on an almost unnoticeable new beat. Meanwhile Pip’s head became steadier as all his attention was focused on the head and neck.

Across the field, Kanvar called out to his pokemon.

“Quickly Prakit! Like we practiced—straight into Magical Leaf!”

His last words were clipped by Pip. Opening his beak wide and screwing his eyes shut, Pip inhaled deeply before letting out an unearthly cry in Prakrit’s direction, louder than anything the two trainers and their pokemon had ever heard before in their lives. From her position behind them, Kosh could see the air on the other side of the field ripple, and Kanvar grab his ears in what appeared to be intense discomfort. The doduo continued to move forward, reaching a steady jog as the speed of the Quick Attack met the resistance of the Sweet Scent.

In the center of the field, Prakrit continued to spin. Kosh was a bit surprised at this—any other pokemon would have attempted to dodge their oncoming opponent at this point. It was then she realized what Kanvar called out.

“No! Pip! Kipper!” she screamed out at them, but it was too late. The Growl was taking its toll, and no one on that side of the field could hear anything she said.

The pink was dissolving away, and through her tears, Kosh saw the dark petals begin to form around the roselia. They clumped about his midsection, before spiraling outwards in a vortex of dark purple. Pip and Kipper were only a few feet away when the darkness surrounded them, ripping at their feathers and slicing at their necks.

The Growl stopped instantly, and Kipper and Pip fell back, crying out softly in a heartbreaking fashion before folding their heads together across their backs and laying absolutely still. The moment they hit the ground, the storm of bruised-purple dispersed, the petals landing among them and cloaking the field in a disturbing beauty.

Kosh saw Kanvar look up from covering his ears to find himself the winner. Prakrit stood swaying for a moment, confirming himself the victor, before stumbling backwards towards his owner and flopping down against his legs—thoroughly dizzy and ready to rest.

Kosh ran forward, petting Pip and Kipper gently and praising them mightily before returning them to their pokeball. She sighed heavily, walking forward across the field to congratulate Kanvar.

“Congratulations,” she whispered, looking him in his all-of-a-sudden-not-quite-so-gorgeous eyes as she shook his hand. “That was really amazing how he used Magical Leaf right after using Sweet Scent.”

"Yea,” he said, hitting the button on his pokeball in one hand to return the roselia in his arms, “we practiced on that for hours. It’s one of our best contest moves. Pip and Kipper were really amazing too—I’ve never seen a pokemon use two attacks at once.”

Kosh blushed, smiling.

“Um…” he continued with a subdued laugh, prompting a curious look from Kosh, “during the battle, did you call Prakrit a ‘magic bouquet’?”

Kosh answered him with a grin and a shrug.



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* Name: Stella Nicks

* Gender: Female

* Age: Sixteen

* Personality: There is only one word to describe Stella Nicks: normal. That is, if normal can be defined at all. Stella would be defined as 'boring' if 'normal' did not fit, though she would never admit that to herself. Instead, Stella likes to think of herself as being a carefree, helpful and generally nice young girl, which she is most of the time. She lacks a temper, never usually becoming angry if something doesn't go her way.

She loves solving problems, her favourite subject at school being Mathematics. She believes she received nothing of the 'luck gene', always missing out on getting the last chocolate chip muffin from the canteen or tripping over things she doesn't see. She's frequently missed out on many different opportunities she's applied for to do with both Pokemon and other school subjects which has recently made her feel self conscious of her abilities. This is one reason that made her mother push her towards applying for Whitney's Young Trainer Academy.

Stella is dedicated to the one Pokemon she has befriended though she's never thought about proper training with her until recently when she found out about the trainer academy. Her Pokemon is one of her closest friends and Stella believes any other Pokemon she may have the opportunity to catch in the future will be just as important as her first. She's very much against Pokemon cruelty and environmental issues and enjoys reading, writing, doing maths problems and spending time outdoors.

* Appearance: Stella's of average height for a sixteen year old girl and of medium build. Her hair, which she pulls into a side pony tail most of the time, has a slight wave to it, is unruly and dark, dirty blonde in colour. A few strands of hair usually escape her pony tail, which she slides behind her left ear. Stella's eyes are a solid brown colour. Her skin is tanned in colour, though not so much that it's blatantly obvious. Light freckles dust her nose.

Stella is usually found wearing denim shorts, her favourite being a medium coloured blue, with a t-shirt. The t-shirts she owns consist of the colours white, dark blue, grey and dark green, all colours that she prefers to wear over others. Stella also loves jeans, preferring the boot cut style and a particular summer style dress, extreme light blue in colour that she found in an op shop last year. Stella prefers a natural make-up application, freaking out if the powder her mother purchased for her makes her too dark. You'll always find her wearing a silver chained necklace with a silver star around her neck. Her Ledyba has a similar necklace, only smaller.

* History: Stella comes from a broken family, so to speak, growing up in Violet City with her mother and her youger brother. Her father, an enthusiastic Pokemon trainer still young at heart, left herself, her mother and her younger brother when Stella was just four years old, claiming he needed to be with nature and his Pokemon once more. During the four young years Stella did spend with her father though, she was vastly exposed to Pokemon, her favourite at that point being her father's Nidorino, who was a big, buff but caring Pokemon. Once her father departed, Stella's mother found the means of obtaining her own pet Pokemon, an already evolved Wigglytuff, to entertain Stella and her brother Rory once more.

Stella's grandfather was the one to help her catch her own Pokemon when he visited one summer from his home Goldenrod City. Stella's grandfather was a retired Pokemon gym leader advisor, resonably skilled in Pokemon training. He both encouraged and helped Stella catch a female Ledyba she named Minnie. Stella and Minnie have been together since that fateful day, not long after Stella turned thirteen. Both Stella and Minnie have been itching to try out battling for real but the closest they've got to now is battling twelve year old Rory and her mother's Wigglytuff, which wasn't very successful. Stella has, since she caught Minnie, been doing all she can to read up on battling technique and watching every single coverage they make of recent league battles but she's never properly participated in one. Stella believes that if given the opportunity to, battling just might come naturally. With her luck though, that might not be the case.

* Pokemon:
Species: Ledyba
Name: Minnie
Gender: Female
Level: 9
Ability: Swarm
Moves: Tackle, Supersonic, Comet Punch
Personality: Minnie is a happy Ledyba though she does display characteristics of your typical Ledyba - freaking out at sudden movements and timidness. Being with Stella helps Minnie get over this though as Stella's calming personality helps Minnie to relax and enjoy, well, life. Minnie loves battling and thrives on the small battles she gets to compete in with Stella, her brother and Wigglytuff. Minnie also loves food, her favourite being chocolate and noodles. Minnie is a loyal friend to Stella, who insists on following her trainer around.

* RP Sample:
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"Minnie, use a Tackle attack! C'mon, I know your faster than Wigglytuff!"

Stella yelled as she pushed her annoying dirty blonde hair out of her eyes so she could see what was happening. Stella was genuinely surprised at her younger brother's attempts to beat her and Minnie. Rory must have done something to be winning this battle, or else she would have wiped him off the face of the earth already.

Stella watched with determination as Minnie, the red and cream coloured Ledyba zoomed towards Wigglytuff who stood proud infront of Rory, pinks hands on her hips. Wigglytuff failed to brace for the attack and Minnie went crashing into her wide middle, rebounding off Wigglytuff back into the air. Ledyba looked shaken but not out of it yet as Wigglytuff and Rory stiffled a giggle.

"Wigglytuff use Doubleslap!"

Stella gasped, her younger brother grinning at his big sister's open mouth.

"What did you do to Wigglytuff?" Stella then demanded as her eyes flickered from her brother to Minnie as the Ledyba fluttered through the wind, dodging Wigglytuff's closed fists.

"We did some training!" Rory replied proudly. "Unlike you and Minnie. All you two do is sit around eating all day!"

Stella grinned at her brother's reply, knowing he was partially right. Minnie did love to eat but Stella tried to make some attempt at getting some training in now and again. It was good for their health and useful for beating Rory. Stella had no formal background in Pokemon training, though she did all she could to read up on training techniques, watch battles and she'd convinced herself she'd gotten her head around which types were weak against others and which were strong against others. Stella did try, it was just that she was a bit out of luck.

Wigglytuff's closed fists finally came in contact with the Ledyba. Stella winced as she watched Minnie soar through the air towards the ground once more.

"Minnie, I know you can keep going! Use Comet Punch!"

After receiving the shaking blow from Wigglytuff, Minnie wasn't as sharp as she had been at the beginning of this battle. The wind had picked up, rendering her flying advantage nearly useless as she was tossed through the air by the strength of the wind alone. Minnie turned to nod at Stella then focussed her gaze on the grinning Wigglytuff. Her right paw started to glow with a bright white light before Minnie buzzed her wings. She propelled herself off the ground, heading straight for the normal type Pokemon. Minnie's small paw slammed into the unsuspecting Wigglytuff before she could move and was consequently knocked backwards.

"Yay Minnie!" Stella yelled in triumph. Stella's smile faded as she realised Minnie hadn't really hurt Wigglytuff all that much, though their opponent was rubbing her forehead with a furious look on her face.

"Wigglytuff I know you can do this!" Rory commanded, a scary grin on his face as his eyes locked with his sister's. "Use our secret weapon!"

Dumbfounded, Stella motioned to Minnie to stay hovering in the air. With this sudden talk of a secret weapon, Stella felt both slightly nervous and the need to laugh at her brother. He'd obviously done some freaky sort of training with their mother's Wigglytuff. Wigglytuff, a determined look on her face, just grinned at Minnie. Before Stella and Minnie knew what was happening, Wigglytuff had sped towards Minnie, lept into the air and punched with all her might. Stella did not know what the attack was called or how Rory had taught Wigglytuff how to use it but it was certainly effective, knocking Minnie out for several minutes after the battle.

Though Stella was disappointed, she couldn't help feeling proud of her younger brother as she recalled Minnie to her Pokeball.

"Maybe you should have applied for the Young Trainer Academy instead of me," Stella joked. She felt sudden apprehension in saying that though. Thankfully, Rory screwed up his nose at the idea.

"I'd rather stay here. Y'know, maybe I'll be able to drop out of school and get a bird Pokemon and train with Faulkner!"

Rory skipped off with Wigglytuff by his side as Stella slowly followed behind him. She thought about what she'd said outloud. She knew it was half true, there were probably thousands of young trainers much better than herself who didn't get beaten by their younger brothers. There were probably thousands of trainers who didn't spend most of their time with their Pokemon eating and attempting math problems. There were probably thousands of trainers who actually had trained Pokemon. Minnie was, at this stage, just a pet really. Though Minnie, the Ledyba she'd had the priviledge of knowing for quite some time now, was not just a pet. Minnie was one of her best friends. And that, Stella convinced herself, was why she'd let her mother persuade herself in applying for the academy. Because Minnie and herself deserved something more.

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Old May 4th, 2010 (08:40 PM). Edited May 4th, 2010 by eveelution.
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* Name: Caleb “Dictionary” Morlanzo
* Gender: Male
* Age: Sixteen

* Personality: Caleb is called Dictionary because of his biggest habit. When he was little and someone asked the teacher what a word meant, he would always spout out a definition. Even now he does that, though either under his breath, or when asked. Sadly, his great vocabulary was more a curse than a blessing, what with his parents being avid Whitney enthusiasts, Caleb’s talent was not considered very amazing. The other kids often looked down at him for his skill, treating him like he really was just a dictionary. This turned into Caleb being very introverted.

The intelligence it requires having that large of a vocabulary at such young ages meant that he was quite sharp of tongue, even if nobody really understood what he meant. He also pushes himself to be an individual, and he becomes moody when forced to “go with the flow.” Once Caleb doesn’t feel restrained, he can be quite a nice person, albeit a bit different. When he feels no social pressure, he lets his tongue go unrestrained, revealing his dry humor, bad puns, and large vocabulary.

When it comes to pokemon, Caleb is rather against them. The way he puts it is “I don’t believe in forcing wild animals to seriously injure one another.” Hey, this is Johto, freedom of speech. He remembers someone telling him about breeding pokemon and the miracle of life, but that memory is buried under years of his parents telling him to be a pokemon master!

* Appearance: Caleb has a dark, tanned skin, which is uncharacteristic in the large city of Goldenrod. Caleb’s light skinned mother says it comes from his father’s relatives. He is about five feet, five inches; this time from his mother’s side, and a bit lanky, though very proportioned. His head is very lean, framed by large ears. His eyes seem a bit large, magnified by a small pair of steel framed glasses. His nose and mouth are small and thin, making his seemingly large eyes more noticeable. It doesn't help that his black as night, short hair hangs down to right above his ears and eybrows.

Caleb wears a black visor, with the words, “Johto Strikers!” emblazoned on the cap. It was a gift from his uncle who lives in Cianwood, and Caleb never leaves home without it. His clothing is a bit bizarre, usually involving a green or blue collared shirt with a red zigzag stripe across the middle. It makes him look like a kecleon at times. His baggy, purple soccer pants don’t help matters any. When Caleb goes on long trips, he will bring along an old, scuffed up backpack, one that Caleb has had since first grade. The backpack is quite large, big enough to fit all of Caleb’s school books, and a dictionary to boot.

* History: Caleb has lived in Goldenrod City all his life, and his parents have seemingly endless funds from the Department Store for all possible human needs. It’s kind of like the one for pokemon trainers, only it’s for normal people. His earliest memory is when he got lost when he was five, and wandered into the wrong department store. After that, he has always kept a map of Goldenrod City in his pocket.

It was at six that he first got his own allowance, and Caleb shocked his parents when he got a backpack and pocket dictionary, instead of saving up for a pokemon. His mom and dad felt like failures at that moment, for they were avid fans of the rising pokemon trainer Whitney, and expected their son to follow in their footsteps.

A year later, they enrolled him for the Pokemon Club his school hosted. Caleb ditched the club and went to the Junior’s Debate Club, where he actually made friends out of the motley group. Eventually him, and one of the members of the Debate Club became inseparable, turning into best friends. Caleb’s best friend was Manny, and it was Manny who suggested the nickname of “Dictionary” when he noticed Caleb’s habit.

Caleb is now sixteen, and his parents are demanding he goes to Whitney’s Trainer School. The trainer school that they paid for along with the Elite Four’s “don’t make us coordinated jumpsuits” money. They even shipped in a specially bred and trained zigzagoon from the Hoenn region.

* Pokemon: Caleb has a zigzagoon that Caleb’s parents bought as a present before he was forced to go to Whitney’s school. Caleb named the zigzagoon Indolent, after his apparent lack of action. Oh well, good breeding isn’t everything.
Indolent would love to just lay on a rock in the sun at the city limits, though Indolent was trained, so he knows when it’s time to sleep, and when it’s time to battle. Indolent is only level seven, as Caleb was loathe to go beat up defenseless caterpies just for Indolent to become stronger. Indolent did undergo special training, and along with the normal moves a level seven zigzagoon knows, Indolent can use Trick. Caleb learned this the hard way, when Indolent wanted Caleb’s steak instead of his pokemon food/mush. Caleb does say that he can’t blame Indolent after tasting that pokemon food.


Indolent the zigzagoon
Leval 7, Male
~ Tackle
~ Growl
~ Trick
~ Tail Whip

* RP Sample:
Spoiler:

Caleb stared across the hastily drawn chalk lines that marked the battlefield. His opponent was a bulky eighteen year old in a football outfit, and Caleb was currently wondering if there really was an age limit to this school. “GOONGG!!!” Caleb put his hands to his ears, wondering why Whitney had insisted on bringing that giant bell, thing.

A sigh was breathed into the air as he released Indolent. The zigzagoon sniffed the air, before grabbing a Pecha berry from under the foliage. Caleb again sighed, as the other guy said seven words, “I’m John, and you’re going down! Sneasel!”

Caleb quietly whispered one word under his breath, “Ignoramus,” before calling out an order; “Indolent, start things off with a tackle! John smirked, calling out “Scratch,” confidently. Caleb raised an eyebrow, wondering how that would work when both pokemon would just get hit. Then Caleb made out a small claw being gripped in the sneasel’s left hand. A quick claw. Caleb called out to his opponent, saying “Clever use of a quick claw there.” John continued smirking as zigzag zoon was hit before his attack could land, and the sneasel jumped back to avoid getting hit. Caleb knew that with the quick claw, any attacks he made wouldn’t matter, so he used a less forward attack. “Tail whip!”

Indolent complied, bending down low, while raising the lower half of his body into the air. With that, the zigzagoon started furious tail wagging, and even add a hanging tongue for effect. John was unfazed and ordered a screech attack. The loud, high pitched scream had an instant effect, and zigzagoon lowered his tail between his legs. He even closed his eyes tight, and put his little paws on his head. It was quit comical, as the zigzagoon’s backside was still high in the air, and the head was pressed against the ground in agony. The screech attack soon stopped, but Indolent held that position. Caleb called out softly, saying “Hold that position and use trick!” John though that Caleb was pulling a bluff of some sort ordered a quick attack, and the sneasel shot forward. Indolent just continued his position, his jaws clamped tight on the Pecha Berry from earlier.

The quick attack landed, and Indolent was sent flying backwords. The zigzagoon landed on its back, but then soon rolled over and got to its feet. Caleb smiled as he saw that Indolent now held a small claw in its mouth. “Good Job, Indolent. Now use a tackle attack,” Caleb ordered. John laughed along with his sneasel, and the sneasel did not expect to be flying straight into a tree a few seconds after. Caleb was the one smirking this time, and he quietly explained, “Trick is a move that replaces the opponent’s held item with the user’s own. I hope that sneasel likes Pecha Berries.”

John grinded his teeth in a silent rage before ordering another quick attack. Caleb called out an order in response; “Growl the sneasel to death, please.” The attacks played out as would be expected; the sneasel charged forward but hesitated at the last second because of the growl. Indolent still took damage, but it wasn’t as extreme as it could have been.

“Tackle when he uses quick attack,” Caleb called out, only seconds before John’s order for a quick attack. The result was inevitable. Indolent had already taken to much damage, and the tackle attack didn’t have enough power behind it. Caleb returned Indolent, and turned towards his parents in crowd.

“Can I go now?”

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Old May 4th, 2010 (09:32 PM). Edited May 4th, 2010 by Vociferocity.
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Update: If any people with reserves (or people who are just lurking about) are getting anxious about how much time is left before SUs are closed, check the first post of either this thread or the OOC thread. They've both been updated with a link to a world clock website that shows what time it is for me. When that clock hits midday on Friday, SUs are closed.
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Old May 5th, 2010 (03:00 PM). Edited May 6th, 2010 by Megaman765.
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Name: Kenton Vaccaro
Gender: Male
Age: 16

Personality: Ken is Certainly Intelligent for his age, Considering what he spent most of his time helping his father with. Whenever it comes to machines or such, Ken will tend to know how to fix whatever goes wrong with it. He's always willing to help others... usually. He has a slight. Other then that, Kenton is a pretty Laid back kind of person. He's not exactly fond of anything involving police though due to the incident back in Kanto. The most he'll do is give them a nasty look whenever passing by them.

Since he originally came from Kanto, Kenton doesn't have much knowledge of the different locations in kanto. Sending him on a mission alone could probably end up with some bad results early one. Not to mention every once and awhile he stays up a whole night attempting to work on his artificial pokemon.

Appearance: His size is at 5 feet and 7 inches. Sort of shorter then he'd like but that's life. Ken is slightly muscular due to his past work handling a bit of heavy materials. He wears a blue newsboy hat, A checkered T shirt with a Blue and black design pattern along with Gray Baggy jeans. For his hairstyle, a Black Taper cut was what he prefers. Having extremely long hair would get in his way both in battles as well as his project.

Speaking of project, Mark also carry's a large Briefcase that's filled with different machine parts that he was able to hide when his father was taken away. He doesn't have much to work off of but he'll have to manage somehow. His Project is meant to be top secret so he won't take kindly to anybody taking a small peek inside of it.


History: Kenton lived most of his life In Celedon city with his father. When he was under 12, Kenton's dad usually spent his days locked up inside of a small underground tunnel behind the Celedon apartments. Ken had what he would have possibility have done in there that was so important, but it was a well kept secret until the age of 13 when Ken's Curiosity get the best of him. Kenton's father had been attempting to design an Artificial Pokemon, that would act, battle, and do everything else a normal Pokemon would be able to do. In the same room was a Pokeball with a Porygon inside of it which was used as a base design.

That porygon was the result of many months spent in the game corner. Kenton was eventually caught by his dad, but wasn't punished. He actually asked Kenton to help him with this project, and even promised to let Kenton keep that Porygon and train it once he's finished with it. There was no way Ken could refuse, And from there on out, became his Assistant.

As time passed, The project became less and less possible. The Pokemon that Ken and his father had hoped to create would not work as planned. It was just another robot, Nothing compared to Porygon. It was then that his father resorted to the black market, Which sold parts that were snagged from Silph co. as well as the Pokemon lab in Cinnabar island, where Porygon was created. After many trades, He was eventually caught and Arrested by Officials at the age of 16, Leaving Ken by himself. The Porygon that was taken with his dad.

Ken had no idea what to do after that. With his father unable to continue his work inside of a cell, and so many important things taken away from officials. Making a new artificial Pokemon seemed like another dead dream. But he was dedicated to find another way. Not by staying locked inside of a small room for years, but to actually travel around the world and get data to base off of. Maybe then Ken could finish the new Artificial pokemon that his dad dreamed of making. The first priority was to get training. Ken had very little experience in pokemon training, with the exception of a few battle details he looked up. He needed training...

He had already owned a pokemon just incase he needed to travel out of town to help his dad but never really used it for battles, Just errands. The pokemon he owned was a Mankey. He was mostly the handyman when working with his dad. If Kenton was going to train to explore the world then Kanto wasn't the best place to start. Being the son of a criminal isn't exactly a good reputation to live by. So Ken took the magnet train and set off to kanto to hopefully begin his small quest. Luckily for him The Gym leader of goldenrod had started an Academy recently and to Mark's luck, This was right up his alley

Pokemon:
Species: Mankey
Nickname: Raden
Gender: Male
Level: 7
Ability: Anger Point
Moves: Scratch, Focus energy, Low kick, Leer
Personality: Raden was given to Ken by his father to protect him whenever he was out doing errands away from Celedon city. However Ken had never been in any serious situations, leaving Raden with little fighting experience. However, he was quite a handyman when working back at home whenever it meant dealing with heavy machinery for the project. He's not as violent as other Mankey's (unless you want to count his ability). He's also quite Mischievous outside of battle.

RP sample: Johto was completely different from Kanto. It really took Ken a bit of time to get used to his surroundings. Of course he did seem to feel like an oddball just arriving from Kanto but that's probably normal. Lucky for him, the whole city was beaming with trainers, Likely because of Whitney's Junior trainer competition. It was so hard to decide just who to battle first... Some of these trainers could be born naturals for all he knew, And Raden hasn't even been in much battles himself.

"Hey. You there with the Newsboy cap." Kenton turned around to find somebody just about his age. He had black Khacky jeans, A red sweatshirt with black stripes, along with a fedora. Ken couldn't spot much hair so he proboscis had a shaved cut.

"You look alot different from the others here. What town are ya from?" Ken immediately responded, "Celedon city. Pretty nice place if you don't include the polluted water there." The other trainer gave off a slightly suprised look on his face and replied, "...Kanto? Never thought somebody that far away would come here just to train... What's your story?" Kenton stayed silent about what happened back at his home as well as details on the project. "...A long one" Ken finally replied.

"Alright alright. I won't get into your personal business but lets cut to the chase." The trainer said as he pulled out a pokeball. Ken Already knew where this was going and did the same. "Welcome to johto." The opposing trainer said as he called out a Phanpy. "Alright lets get em Raden!" Ken yelled as he called out his Mankey. The opposing trainer grined and made the first move. "Alright lets start of easy. Tackle!" His Phanpy went right for Raden and bashed straight into him, pushing him back a little. "Comon Raden, Don't let that thing beat you so easily! Strike some fear into it's heart!" Raden then countered with Leer, and gave a sharp glace at phanpy causing it to shake a little bit. "Don't let this newbie play you for a fool. Use rollout!" The trainer said as Phanpy Curled into a ball and began to charge towards Raden once again.

"Don't fall for that again, Dodge it!" Raden dashed out of the way as Phanpy crashed into the wall behind Raden. However, it wasn't over. Phanpy continued to roll into Raden, and hit him once more. "Raden, Get up! We've only just started." Ken called out. Raden struggled a little bit, but was able to get back on his feet. The other trainer's phanpy was still attempting to trample Raden with Rollout. "...I got it! Raden, Use Low kick As soon as phanpy gets near you. As soon as phanpy nearly made contact with Raden, He use low kick and cause phanpy to lose balance and come crashing into the wall, Leaving phanpy lying on his back.

As Raden approached the Vulnerable Phanpy, It got back onto it's feet and began to duke it out with Mankey. As the two of them went back and forth dealing blows to eachother, The two foes had become extremely worn out. "A little more Raden... Do another Low kick!" Kenton called out. Mankey once again pushed Phanpy off of his feet and laying on his back. "Alright. Let's finish this battle. Scratch!" Ken said with complete confidence. Raden ran towards the wounded Phanpy nearly winning the battle... until... "I don't think so. Phanpy, Flail." The trainer commanded. As Raden got close to phanpy, The tiny Elephant hopped back on it's feet, In the process, Kicking Raden across the face extremely hard in the process. Out of energy... Raden Fainted.

Kenton looked down at his feet disappointed that he had lost. "Close battle Raden. Good job out there." He said returning his Mankey into the pokeball looking at the other trainer. "...I'll be honest. I thought I was going to lose there. You Mankey is pretty smart." The other trainer complemented. "Ah, I don't think I told you my name at all, My name's Randal. You?" He asked with his hand out. Ken replied and shook his hand. "Kenton. Ken or Kent for short. Guess we all know who's gonna be accepted into this Academy eh?" He said with little confidence that Whitney would pick him.

"Right. Well see ya Kent" Randal said walking out of the door." Ken immediately yelled, "hey hey! What about the Academy?" "I thought you knew who would have a better chance of being accepted?" Randal said as he walked outside and headed off. "Yeah but..." The good thing is that his battle did teach him a little bit about battling. With a bit of luck, Ken just might have a chance in this place.

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