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  • -Out of Character-

    Name: Sprink7 if you will.

    -In Character-

    -+- The Basics:

    Full Birth Name: Neru Bilden
    Nick Names: "Geek" "Nerd" "Moron" "Fiend" "Nery" (pronounced like neary)
    Age: 16
    Location of Childhood Home:
    Ecruteak City
    Gem Classification: The True Blue Geek, Crystal of choice is Rhinestone.

    -+- Pokemon:

    Name: Magi (pronounced like the Magi who gave gifts to Jesus. Maji. First person to call him Maggie gets a shock.)
    Type: Magnezone, Electric/Steel
    Distinguishing Marks: A black spot on the very bottom of his center body. It's a burn score. That particular place is now very hard and resistant.
    PERSONALITY: Magi is very smart. It learned to transfer energy from its body to computers, flashlights, portable multi-destructive devices, and the average toaster. It has made itself very useful to Neru in this, since Neru often forgets to recharge his personal laptop, and his flashlight always runs out of batteries at the wrong time. Magi plays pranks on the people around him, often draining power from rooms to annoy the Grunts whom it knows would never dare mess with it.
    History: Magi and Neru met when Neru was about four. Magi was wild at the time and attacked Neru outside Ecruteak. A nearby Rocket Grunt attempted to catch the Magnemite, and failed utterly. Neru had enough time from the distraction to use his laptop as a minor power surge, weakening the Magnemite. Neru stole a Great Ball and caught the weakend Magnemite, naming it Magi. Neru raised it and the two of them were instantly close friends. Magi did pick up on Neru's tricky nature a bit though.

    Magi became a Magneton when Neru was visiting a power plant in Kanto. Neru fought several Magnemites using Magi, and then was beset by an army. The two friends ran like crazy, since even the power of friendship can't stop twenty Magnemites from burning down one. Magi was shocked repeatedly, but still managed to keep moving. Suddenly a particularly powerful bolt struck Magi and something changed. Suddenly two of the other Magnemite zoomed in close and freaked out, followed by the white light of evolution, combining the three into a Magneton. The new evolution seemed off somehow though. It got hit by several very large shocks, and even a Thunder from a particularly powerful Magnemite. It took the hits without being phased, but didn't shoot back at all. Neru led his strangely powered friend the rest of the way out of the plant and they went to a nearby Rocket base for study. They found Magi had gained a very large quantitiy of special defense, but had nearly lost it's ability to attack. The scientists were completely baffled, and simply suggested Neru use the Pokemon to its new advantage.

    Name: Falyn
    Type: Teddiursa, female, Normal
    Distinguishing Marks: TBA
    PERSONALITY: Evil teddy bear. Falyn is downright mean. She frames assorted Rocket Members for stealing important items. She attacks certain people just because. Falyn refuses a Pokeball. She was captured by an Ultra Ball, which Neru now carries, but she doesn't get inside except when tired and Neru won't let her ride on his shoulder or in his bag. Because she isn't always cooped up in a ball, she finds things to entertain herself. She doesn't have a need to stay with Neru, so she wanders about stealing items, biting Grunts, and looking cute. One time in particular, she stole a Rocket Team's Pokemon. All of them. And took them to Neru, who taught the Grunts a lesson about leaving such valuable items where they could be taken, choosing not to discipline his friend who was
    way out of line.
    History: Falyn was always mischievous. She lived in the wild stealing from campers, the Mart in Blackthorn, and even nicking a badge from the leader of Blackthorn Gym. No one ever found out it was a Pokemon, except Neru, who read all the police reports and eventually figured it out. He decided he wanted the Pokemon that could do this, and went to catch it. He succeeded, but it was his worst battle ever. Falyn, as it turns out, is strong as well as smart. Finally Neru caught this diabolical menace. He took her back to base, and let her loose on the base. He quickly taught her that she wasn't allowed to steal certain things, among them being all of his possessions, all of the other Gems' possessions, and, of course, all the higher ups possessions. Everything else is free game, including items that are bolted down. This has provided much entertainment to those who wish to watch Falyn work, but most of the Grunts hate her, though they would never voice such thoughts. As for her use in his work, everyone can have use of a master theif once in a while.

    Name: Krab
    Type: Crawdaunt, Male, Water/Dark
    Distinguishing Marks: His star is silver.
    PERSONALITY: Krab earns his name. He is lazy, insubordinate, mean to others, and decidely annoying at times. He is almost useless in regards to Neru's work, usually only putting out the occasional fire. When not in his Pokeball Krab sits around in the sun, by a nearby body of water. He refuses to do battle most of the time, doesn't engage in pranks, and usually ignores other Pokemon. When he gets bored with laying around he will usually torture those nearby by making a high pitched whistling noise followed by a short series of beeps that he somehow learned to make without the assistance of others.
    History: It was an accident. Neru didn't aim to catch the Corphish that he caught. Things just sort of happened that way. He was walking around on a beach, and accidentally tripped on a protruding rock. A Pokeball slipped out of his bag and hit a Corphish that he hadn't noticed, since it made no motion, just laying there. The Corphish didn't even struggle to break free, it sat there and was captured instantly. Neru took a liking to the Corphish as a Pokemon, especially when it burnt itself in a fire from one of Neru's devices, and immediately put the fire out. Neru decided it was a useful Pokemon, but that it wasn't exactly good for much. Krab evolved when it was threatened with being replaced as Neru's fireman. Krab fought the other Pokemon like Neru had never seen, and decided to keep it, especially once it evolved into such a unique Crawdaunt.

    Name: Cutter
    Type: Scizzor, Female, Bug/Steel
    Distinguishing Marks: Purple eyes.
    PERSONALITY: Cutter is very affectionate. Often in a bad way. She hurts people on accident. She loves cuddling, with everyone and everything. She doesn't play pranks, and will sometimes try to fix the ones Neru's other Pokemon do. She is completely in love with Neru for some reason, so she likes to watch him do things, whether it's working, eating, or sleeping. Cutter is fearless to the point of stupidity when Neru wants her to do something. She is very afraid of water usually, however. Her name comes from her states where she seems depressed because her master won't spend much time with her while she is out of her Pokeball.
    History: Cutter was received in a trade. Neru really needed a Pokemon with claws that could cut through wires, metal, and get him into control panels when his tools weren't adequate to hack the mainframe. He also wanted something that wouldn't disobey him, like Krab would. Cutter seemed like the perfect Pokemon for the job, until he discovered that she was crazily in love with him. He received several cuts from her, needing to be hospitalized on several occasions from the experience. She eventually cooled down a little bit, and he taught her the things he needed her to do. She became very adept with surgical cuts at a rate he was amazed with. She also stayed in her Pokeball until released, so was much more easy to carry around constantly, unlike Falyn and Krab. Whenever Neru needs someone threatened, he uses Cutter. Everyone backs down to the thought of being hugged by her.


    Name: Pig
    Type: Swinub, Male, Ground/Ice
    Distinguishing Marks: Shiny.
    PERSONALITY: Pig is a nutcase. His moods change constantly. He often switches from happy to eat your soul in the middle of doing something, such as eating. His mood has no basis in what's happening either, it seems to simply be a random clock that switches constantly. He enjoys rocks for some reason though. Neru keeps several small pebbles on him at all times to make sure if Pig goes into a craze he is ready to deal with it. The rocks put him to sleep. Pig picks them up, and nibbles it for a minute, then collapses on the ground and snores, the pebble now holding no interest to him. For some reason he will never fall asleep to the same one twice. His memory is astounding in this way, for some unknown reason.
    History: Neru loves Pig. Of his Pokemon, all of whom he is kind too, he likes Pig the best. Pig has no responsibilites to Neru in his job, he has no purpose to do anything. Neru just likes to watch him play around, and especially likes watching his mood shift from one thing to another. He caught Pig on his way to getting Falyn, finding the rare coloration as an initial draw. After he had caught Pig he realized how cute he was and found his unique traits very interesting as a side study when his brain wasn't functioning as well towards geek stuff. Pig has proven useful while Neru was working, primarily when cooling down equipment pieces. It doesn't happen often, but it provides Neru with an acceptable excuse to keep around his furry friend.


    Name: Whisp
    Type: Espeon, female, Psychic
    Distinguishing Marks: Short for an Espeon. Only 2' 5"
    PERSONALITY: Whisp is cool. She has no problems with her mind. She doesn't make too much trouble, except the occasional floating vase that is suspended above your head but never falls. She loves Neru, but doesn't do anything to provoke Cutter. She spends most of her time being lazy, similar to an everyday pet, but is very active in helping Neru during the times when he needs a second pair of hands to carry things. Whisp got her name from her unique talent of not being noticed while standing in plain sight, not to the point that someone wouldn't see her if they were looking, but more her being able to sneak up on people because they aren't being aware of their surroundings.
    History: Whisp and Neru met when Whisp was an Eevee. Neru wasn't sure what type of Pokemon he would need in the future, so he got an Eevee from a breeder. She was very well behaved, and acted very much like a pet for a long time. He named her Whisp at this point in time because he had noticed her tendency to appear at his side when he least expected it. Neru didn't have Whisp evolve for a long time, but then noticed the glaring weakness in his Pokemon team. He didn't have anything to stop fighting Pokemon and five of his six Pokemon were weak to them. So he asked Whisp if she wanted to be an Espeon, and she immediately evolved. She was simply waiting for the right moment, and for her loving master to tell her what he needed.



    -+- Appearance:

    Eye Color: Cyan that shifts to Purple. It shifts darker as it goes from in to out, so purple is on the outside.
    Hair Color/Style: Dark red hair, about four inches long, but curly so it sticks off his head only a little, around two inches.
    Height: 5'10"
    Weight: 140
    General Appearance: About average height and weight, Neru has enough of a body that he can travel quickly when needed, but isn't suited to long walks in the woods or climbing mountains for three weeks. He is not a hunk, but he definately isn't puny. He is good looking, but isn't chiseled. He isn't likely to make a woman swoon over his looks, but they might call him handsome in his "dressy" clothes. His hair isn't gelled or anything, so it flows gently in the breeze. He has minor electric burns and scars from burns on his arms and hands. He has been accused of being a cutter because of various scars in perfect lines on his forearms, but in reality these are simply from Cutter being excited.

    Casual/Nerd/Travel: Laptop case. It's always with him, no matter what he's doing. It is a simple black case with several small pockets holding discs, wires, and several electronic devices for assorted uses depending on how he needs them. He can make very weak explosive devices here, usually only strong enough to blow up eight inches of space, but destroy most stuff in that space because of the materials. He can also make several very powerful cleaning solutions. Of course, his laptop is in the case as well. He wears a simple button up shirt with crimson lines running diagonally spaced two inches apart. The shirt is unkempt, usually halfway tucked in, as though he had decided to tuck it in but got distracted. The shirt has a collar. The collar is popped sometimes, but usually that bothers him. The top two buttons are undone, leaving a very slight view of his chest, and giving him plenty of breathing space. He wears simple black pants with pockets in the usual spaces. They are dressy, and are made of a soft, durable material that allows good airflow.

    On the Job: Obviously Neru has his laptop case, since he is the official geek. The case has a big red R on it this time, but is the same otherwise. He wears a dark crimson colored trench coat. It has buttons going down, two rows three inches apart. The buttons are black and have small red R's in the center. He wears light, airy black pants that are made of simple canvas-like material that doesn't draw attention away from his trench. If he happens to take the trench off, he has a belt with all of his Pokeballs. It is intricate in design, black with gold highlights, making a leaf pattern across the length. His shirt is dark blue with nothing special to draw attention. He usually just wears the trench in all weathers since it has a self designed, expensive, AC unit that keeps him cool in hot temperatures. The coat itself keeps him cool in the cold.

    Dressing Up:
    Neru wears a relatively simple suit to formal occasions. It consists of a black overcoat with a pocket on the left side. It ends at the upper thigh. It has no tails. Under that, partially visible through the chest of the two-button coat, he wears a white shirt with a dark black tie. The shirt is collared and covered by a full vest that ends at his beltline. Neru wears black dress pants with a black leather belt to finish it off.

    Laptop:
    [ooc: Laptop gets its own section, since it is the primary tool of his trade.] Neru's laptop is self-designed, top to bottom. He liked certain things about so many different computers, that he couldn't simply have just one, pre-built computer. He chose the frame, making it a good size larger then absolutely necessary, but filled the area of it with things he needs and wants. His screen is actually two screens, one ordinary split down the middle to give him access to multiple windows that figure well into his brain. He can't stand the normal laptop mice, and so he inserted a hole into the bottom where it would be, attatching all the normal mouse components into a small bag that conforms to the hand, has easy clicking, never breaks, and fits in the small hole where the mouse would be. It is completely wireless and can be switched in channel to that of another computer, essentially taking control of the computer, at the push of a series of buttons, and with permission from the computer's current user. [ooc: picture a hacky sack, but a bit larger, and with mechanical parts inside. That's his mouse.] Neru can't stand certain letter keys of certain computers. There is no particular reason, but they just feel wrong to him. So he ordered several computers, removed the keys from each of them that he wanted, and attached those to his keyboard. Neru couldn't decide between a particularly well built computer operating system that is sold in stores, and the one he designed. So, he has both, one for each side of his monitor. The computer actually works as two in that respect. The computer's hardware is all self-designed. It has speed which is unmatched by any computer anywhere except the Rocket's main computer, which he helped design. It has memory onboard enough to hold nearly anything several times. It has wireless internet that is lightning to upload and download. Neru, when space on his computer is running out, will drop his files on the computers of the people who are connected to the internet, making his files encrypted to the point that sometimes he can't even find them when he goes to access them again. Neru also carries around a connection to Rodger so he can keep an eye out for anything.

    -+- Personality:


    Strengths | Fear:

    + Charismatic. People generally like him after talking to him for a while.
    + Friendly. He seems like he will help you.
    + Trustworthy. He doesn't talk much, so no one expects him to tell someone's secrets to a different person.
    + Well-read.
    + Dealing with pain
    + Deft hand movements.
    + Quick thinking.

    - Good looking women. He can't be near them. They make him sweat and feel nauseaus. If they speak to him he can't hear what they say. If they touch him he passes out. The only women this is different for is the other Gems, since he has gotten used to them. He still won't let them touch him, but he can hear what they say, and the nausea is a lot weaker, so he is able to work with them nearby and in sight range.
    - Nearly all Bug type Pokemon freak him out to no end.
    - Rejection.
    - Intimacy. He doesn't want people to know that much about him or have "moments" with him.
    - Contact. He can't stand being touched.
    - Pokemon battles.

    Likes | Dislikes:

    + Beautiful women. Yes. He's deathly afraid of them, but deep down he's glad they exist and can't imagine life without them.
    + His Pokemon. They are his friends and family.
    + Computers. Who is surprised? Seriously.
    + Fire. He is a pyro, which is why he doesn't have a single fire Pokemon. He is afraid that he would never get anything done since he would be watching it burn things all day.
    + Making others happy. He likes helping others to the point that he will do pretty much anything he's asked to do.

    - Fish.
    - Rocks
    - Excercise, not that he's in bad shape, but he just doesn't enjoy working out.
    - Masticating. Yes. He dislikes chewing. He chooses to live as well as he can on a liquid diet, going entire months without eating since his diet is so carefully laid out with vitamins and minerals. With the exception of apples. See Other category for details.
    - High speed vehicle rides.

    Goals: Neru has no real difficult goals. He hopes to someday be married to a beautiful woman whom he is completely at ease with. He also wants to make other people happy through the use of his skills. He would enjoy being renowned for something, though he doesn't particularly mind what.

    Skills: Cracking and hacking. [ooc: for those who don't know the difference between a hacker and a cracker, which I really have no clue what your knowledge entails, a hacker breaks computer systems so he can show the maker where they went wrong and because they enjoy doing it, whereas a cracker does it to steal information and money.] He is a better hacker then a cracker, though the skill sets are the same, intelligence at puzzles, knowing computer sublanguages, interpreting information with reason and luck. He is a lightning typist. He thinks quickly on his feet, as the phrase goes, though he usually sits. He makes others feel better about who they are, compliments coming easy, even when talking to beautiful women who he can't hear the voice of. He can read body language and lips, usually not really listening to what people say as much as to what their body is telling him of its own accord. He is also decent at making explosives, though he doesn't spend a lot of time on it.

    Quirks | Habits:
    Neru always plays with something, whether flipping a pencil unsuccessfully, or drumming his fingers on his knees and keyboard. Neru is obnoxiously curious. He cracks computers so he can read information. He likes knowing others by anything he can find on a computer. He can't help but look up information in the Rocket's records about anyone whom he meets. He also reads about locations, buildings, and recent medical findings. It is an insatiable hunger for him. Because he cracks people's security on their computers, he often leaves behind little problems on their systems as pranks. They can be highly annoying to most people, because they are high level puzzles in computer language that are child's play for him. More than one Grunt has deleted all the memory on his/her computer in the process of breaking one of the puzzles. This habit is where Neru's Pokemon pick up trickery, despite the fact that he doesn't actually do it to annoy, but to entertain.

    Secrets: Neru hates himself. He knows deep down that no one actually likes him, and chooses not to try and change things. He will work hard for a single scrap of approval from others, often going out of his way to help them just because he can.

    Reputation:
    Best computer genius ever. Too knowledgeable. Trickster. Friendly. Impossible to talk to, though that one is from women only.

    Personality:
    Neru is a geek through and through. He knows more information then he will ever need. He loves learning more. He loves computers, though he doesn't necessarily relate to them. He has a desire for the aestheticly pleasing, meaning things that are fun to look at. He is largely anti-social, speaking when spoken to, and usually keeping it to the bare minimum. Except when you get him started on a tangent, usually about an advanced code or a binary sequence. He is very creative, often creating designs in binary for use as passwords. They also serve as assorted computer functions. He will often spend an hour making a giant program to crack a computer, then spend three hours changing it so if you bring up a menu showing it, it is an image instead of a program, usually showing a flower, Pokemon, or abstract piece of artwork. He knows how to use them as programs of course, but his security on these programs is astounding.

    Neru doesn't have mood swings that anyone can see. He has taught his body not to react to how he's feeling, so he only has to control his voice and eyes in order to give off the vibe of how he actually is. He actually does have mood swings and is very self-conscious. He cares what others think of him, often feeling like they hate him when, in reality, they are quite fine with him. Neru gets angry at others, but never takes revenge. When he likes people and is happy with them for some reason, he helps them without their knowledge as best he can, usually by improving their computer's security. Most of the time Neru stays sad, though he is easy to please, since he likes others approval so much, he gives his own pretty freely.

    Neru doesn't realize how smart he is. He really has no understanding that everyone else can't multiply large numbers in their heads, no clue that most people can't read binary, and absolutely no thought of others not being able to make computer programs. This information is out of his grasp, no matter how many people tell him they have no clue what "Error 131: Press 'Ok' to continue" means. He doesn't believe they are stupid, he thinks they are patronizing him.


    -+- History:

    Past: Neru grew up in Ecruteak City. It was a nice place to live, but Neru was very introverted. He didn't have many friends, and the women that lived in the large building nearby were too pretty for him to safely walk around without being nervous. Hera bought him a computer for his fourth birthday, and Neru found his calling. He learned to type, find information, talk to others, and to read computer code within a year of getting the computer. Magi joined him in that time period, and Neru had a friend who loved watching him play with his computer. Eventually Neru got bored with how slow the computer was, and decided to see the inside. It took him a couple of months, but he finally figured out what the parts of the computer were. It was difficult going, since he had to do it all without instruction, due to his computer being in pieces. When he had successfully found the parts he wanted to improve, it took him a while to figure out what he was supposed to do. He found he needed parts, and that the only way to get the parts was Hera. Neru put his computer back together, and ordered them on-line for his own fifth birthday, with his grandmother's knowledge of course. His parts arrived, a tool kit, assorted computer chips for varying uses, and assorted pieces of silicon and copper. It took him several weeks before he was able to figure out how to build his own computer chips, and they were pretty lame at first, doing nothing special. He became more refined in his methods as time continued, and by his sixth birthday had learned enough to simply ask his grandmother to order the basic materials for his computer parts, not anything pre-built. He improved his computer vastly and started writing programs for personal use. Childish things of course, programs that would run mazes, programs that would solve simply math problems, and the like.

    Neru attempted hacking the first time when he was about six and a half. He hacked several e-mail accounts on accident before realizing what he was doing. He decided to actually try, and to do it to someone he didn't know. He hacked someone's bank account. It took him a while, but he figured out all the secrets to doing it, and did it. He didn't take anything, but he knew he could have. Neru did this to several more people, then realized he didn't even need to do it by hand. It was so simple that he could probably make a program that was built directly into his web browser that would hack the accounts that he wanted just by clicking a button. He wrote the program, finding it to be much more difficult then he had initially thought. It took him until his seventh birthday to finish the program. He ran a test drive with it the next day, since it was his birthday after all. It worked quite efficiently, opening doors quicker and saving him lots of time. He opened an account a few days later, finding a very large funds transfer to an unknown account. Neru decided to check out the account. He found that his program wouldn't hack this account. It couldn't figure out the password or anything. This confused Neru for a while, but then he decided to simply do it himself. He soon found himself fighting a virus that would make his screen have a giant red R when it was finished, and would destroy his computer if he allowed it to. Neru worked quickly, and deleted the virus over and over again, only to have it come back a few seconds later. He quickly wrote a program that would automatically delete the virus, a program of child's play to him at this point. He then continued his search, with the knowledge that it had something to do with a red R. An hour later he had found that it was a group named Team Rocket, and this knowledge allowed him to find more and more about them. It was several hours before he had found the location of their base, on a nearby route, and that they had stolen the money. Suddenly, his computer died. It started on fire, and proceeded to burn Hera's house down.

    Several days later Neru received a letter in the mail. It told him that the entire city of Ecruteak would be in danger if he didn't follow its directions. He was to go to the Rocket base. Neru had no choice, since taking the letter to the authorities would do no good. Off Neru went, not knowing if he would ever see his grandmother again. He arrived at the base and was gawked at. They wouldn't believe he was the cracker who had gotten inside their computer system. They locked him up anyways, but used a room that had an electronic keypad on the inside. Neru escaped about a minute after they locked him up, then followed the Grunts back to the control room. Here he found an amazing computer system with vastly more uses then his old one. He immediately ran over to a control panel and began taking it apart, finding minor things in it that he improved on the spot, increasing its speed and memory capacity by nearly thirty percent in about fifteen minutes. He put the panel back together and turned around to find the two Grunts staring at him, as well as a more sharply dressed Admin. The Admin asked what Neru had been doing, and Neru told him. The Admin decided that Neru needed to go to HQ for training and briefing. He could really be an asset with his skills. Neru became addicted to approval right then, since it was the first time his passion had been appreciated. He was taken to Rocket HQ and met their computer wiz, who had destroyed Neru's computer. Neru was angry with the man at first, but then found out that he was going to learn from the man, and be given a new computer.

    Over the next several years Neru evolved Magi, captured Pig and Falyn, and learned a great deal about computers. He found just how much more he could do with his computer, and learned how to write in several more computer languages that would make programs more difficult to interpret and defeat. He found that Hera had died, which upset him, but didn't stop his drive to make his passions reality.

    Neru finally found a second hobby in his random devices around the age of 14. He made things that could explode forcefully, and he made them cheap. He didn't really tell anyone about it, but just did it in his spare time when he wasn't allowed near a computer. He adopted his unique diet. He received Cutter and Whisp, and caught Krab on accident. He evolved Magi again, as well as Whisp, and Krab. Neru finally was ready to build his own computer as well. It took him a long time, and he innovated a lot of the material in computer systems in the process, but finally he made a laptop that was easily upgradeable when he wanted to, and was durable for the missions he was sent on from time to time.

    Family: Rensha- Mother. Deceased. Died giving birth to Neru.
    Phillip- Father. Deceased. Died in a large explosion caused by a multi-destructive device before Neru's birth.
    Hera- Grandmother. Deceased. Raised Neru. [ooc: I have something against families for my characters. Excuse my sadistic nature.]



    Other: Apples are Neru's vice. He hates masticating, but if you give him an apple, it's completely different. He has to take an apple if you offer him one. It is a compulsion. He doesn't like the flavor, or enjoy the skin. He can't stand the core, but it doesn't matter. He is out of control. He simply has to take and devour the apple. Limitation: he will only eat one every two hours. He feels bad after he eats the apple, because he had to masticate and it makes him feel used because people do it just to watch him light up with enjoyment of the apple, that he really didn't enjoy that much. It makes him feel like he is a circus animal, merely around for entertainment.



    RP example: [ooc] So this is from a Harry Potter (future time period) RP that I made a while back that didn't really start up at all. And the forum rules were okay with a single "uber" character for the evil side, which is why he is making an elder wand and is so powerful. [/ooc]

    Xod Malfoy was shocked at how quickly he had become viewed as evil. All he had done was destroy the injustice of the current system. The Ministry had attempted to imprison him for doing no wrong, and so he had killed the pure blooded ones who were the reason behind it all. He was fully justified at his measures. They were the reason for the Dark Lord's rise to power so many years ago, and now they were still trying to rule everyone else.

    There was more to do though. His wand shared properties with his friend and colleague, Zant. He didn't want to hurt Zant, but knew if his friend didn't join him when Zant was sent searching for him, then they would have quite the duel. He didn't want his wand betraying him. Xod knew he could build a new wand, but he wanted to make one that no one else had ever made equal to. He had taken tutelage under a wandmaker hidden in the guise of someone else. He wanted to do something no other wandmaker had ever done. He wanted to make an elder wand.
    The first thing Xod did was find a good elder tree far away from anywhere. He began enchanting it with protections of every variety. He made it absorb magical power from other trees. He enhanced the wood's strength. He made it fire-proof as well as wind proof. Finally, after he had completed all of this, he enchanted it to never lose these properties. Then he transfigured a single branch into the size and shape he wanted and could still fit his chosen core into.

    Xod then decided to find the materials for his core. He first needed a unicorn's mane hair. He apparated to the Forbidden Forest and appeared at the top of a tree. He immediately began his search. Several hours later he stumbled onto a nest of giant spiders. He was forced to burn them to cinders to escape, using Confringo. At long last he found a unicorn. It stood carefully nearby. It sensed no ill will and simply stood waiting and watching. Xod walked over to it and gently took a single strand of hair from it's mane. It whinied a little, but the hair was not pulled, and would thus not hurt as much. It trotted off.

    Xod then knew it was time to go phoenix hunting. The only way to catch one was extreme luck, and then it wouldn't be your friend. He wanted one to be his friend and give the feather willingly, since it was a more magically powerful bond. Xod apparated to the Himalayas, where the only known sighting of a dark phoenix had been. Xod didn't just want any phoenix, and a dark phoenix would be a far better friend. Xod tromped through the snow for several days. He stayed away from towns, knowing he was looking for a paradise where the phoenix would be if there were such a creature. He eventually came to a valley, where he could see a poke of sunshine causing snow to melt and make a gentle river, before freezing again on its way down the mountain. He could see green trees and grass by the river, as well as beautiful flowers growing, and knew this was the place. He went there and waited, sitting in the shade of a large tree to avoid the burning sun. After several hours he heard a ruffling of leaves and looked up just in time to shout "Protego" and stop the rushing purple of the Dark Phoenix as it hurtled towards him. The phoenix broke his spell, and pecked him at a high speed. Xod was hit in the arm, and felt the burn of a cursed wound. He turned in time to find the phoenix hurtling at him and caught it with his hands. It drug him several yards before flying up, carrying him easily. Xod grabbed its legs tightly and waited for it to land. He was determined to have this as his friend. It was a powerful creature indeed. The phoenix tried to knock him off and flew around in many directions to get him off. Finally it gave up and landed on the ground. Xod let go of it and prepared to defend himself. The phoenix flew at him, and he raised his wand to be ready. It landed on his shoulder instead of goring him. It seemed to wink at him, and he knew this was now his friend. He glanced longingly at one of the tailfeathers, and the phoenix, seeming to understand, gave a shake. A feather of just the right length fell out of its fan and Xod caught it. Suddenly the word Hownde rose to his mind, and wouldn't go away until he looked in the phoenix's eyes, and he knew it was telling him it's name. ((Fawkes and Hownde!!! Sorry, couldn't resist.))

    Xod sighed. Now was the time for the worst of the three ingredients. He could make it easier, but he wanted it to be perfect. He wanted a Hungarian Horntail heartstring. Xod apparated to Hungary in the mountains with Hownde on his shoulder. He knew where to find the dragons. He had helped knock some down in his time. He had never tried killing one by himself though. He found a lone dragon with ease, as dragons didn't tend to stay together. He used a conjuctivus curse on its eyes. The dragon began thrashing around senselessly. Xod shot off several powerful spells that burned into the dragons hide. It was slow going. Eventually he was reduced to using Sectum Sempra to cut into the dragon. He needed to see the heart, but not cut it, so this was going to be difficult. He started removing the dragons armor. By this time blood was pouring everywhere. Finally he could see where there was rhythmic moving of a heart. Xod began cutting around it, and eventually pulled it out of the dragon's chest. The dragon gave one final moan and collapsed. Xod tore through the excess muscles and found the heart. He sliced single string from it and burnt the remnants of the dragon.

    Finally Xod had all the pieces he needed. He apparated to his new base of operations. He put the strands from each of the objects together and transfigured them into a single, slightly thicker than average, strand. It was a silvery material that glowed slightly from its magical strength. He removed the branch and inserted the strand. Xod transfigured the whole thing together and formed a new wand, hovering in mid-air. He grabbed it and felt its warmth. It shot a stream of fire out the end instead of the usual shower of sparks. The flames dissipated. Now Xod was ready to recruit his Life Swallowers.
     
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    I need the entire team to be honest. :3 But everybody's writing profiles so it should be later this week.

    Pikalover10: Uh, no. O.o; You didn't signify what character you wanted and if Lostt, who was here first, wants to reserve the basket case, that means we're full. Try again next year time. ^-^;;; REJECTED

    Lostt: Sorry hun, I was working on my profile -cracks knuckles- Now. Listen. What I mean, in this instance, by Basket Case, is an unpredictable character. We never know what you're going to do next but yet there's that hint of reliability in you, you'll almost always come through etc. :P Does this explain it maybe?

    NOW THAT THAT UNPLEASANT BUSINESS IS DONE WITH....
    -drumroll-

    It's mah Profile. -GASP-

    And o course, I'm teh Accepted lulz.


    -Out of Character-
    Name: Mika

    -In Character-

    -+- The Basics:

    Full Birth Name: Mysterica Lunesca Blackthorn
    Nick Names: Mika, Mi-chan, Black Emerald
    Age: 17
    Location of Childhood Home: Born in Blackthorn City, Raised in Viridian City
    Gem Classification: The Chosen [Emerald]

    -+- Pokemon:

    Name: Tina
    Type: Dragonite
    Distinguishing Marks? Tina lives in a crystal pokeball handcrafted by someone but Mika refuses to say who, why and for what purpose.
    PERSONALITY: Tina is in a way, Mika's surrogate mother. She is the only pokemon with which Mika can obtain 100% Connection without putting serious strain on her body and she is the mother hen who will glare and hiss at you if you're stressing her beloved Mika out. She knows, however, that because of certain factors she can't be out of her pokeball much and instead, soothes her trainer as best as she can through telepathic hummings. Gentle and tender hearted, she looks more terrifying then she is in actuality. By far Mika's strongest Pokemon, Tina knows her power and it limitations and she knows that if she's called into battle, it's a serious offense and completely loses her mother complex. She does however, have a weakness for good tea. Want to see a grown dragonite coo like a small dratini? Brew good smelling tea. It can sometimes lure her out of her pokeball without Mika's consent if it smells nummy enough.
    History: : Given to Mika by her parents on her fourth birthday, Tina is the first Pokemon Mika ever received. Mika has only put her in the PC box on a handful of occasions and is very much upset if she isn't near Tina at all times. Thus, Tina's oddly colored transparent crystal blue pokeball hangs on a silver chain around her neck. [ooc: 's all i can say for now :3]

    Name: Kuristaru
    Type: Flygon
    Distinguishing Marks? N/A
    PERSONALITY: Kuri is quiet and observational, he prefers to spend his days in a nice warm tree with some nice juicy apples and some nice warm sunlight on his back snoozing and watching smaller pokemon play than battling. However, he understands his duties and he understands his trainer and will jump from his laid back style in a split second, springing into battle with a calm focus on the matter at hand. The tactician of her party, Kuri can analyze on the fly and find the best way to get to safety or defeat an enemy and make the least amount of noise in an escape instance. He doesn't like being told he's wrong as he puts alot of thought into anything before he makes a suggestion and it's one of very few ways to pull out his inner white-hot temper.
    History: Mika found Kuri during her travels in Hoenn, buried under a mud pile where he'd been crammed by some mean children. A freshly hatched, Mika was alerted to it when it wouldn't stop sobbing out through the mud. It took her three hours to dig the poor thing out and they've been attached to each other ever since. He was the second pokemon Mika ever got to a secondary evolution and the only one she trusts in certain situations.

    Name: Poseidon [Sai]
    Type: Kingdra
    Distinguishing Marks? N/A
    PERSONALITY: Sai is an arrogant little temperamental Kingdra who thinks he's the very best at what he does. He doesn't forgive easily, nor does he forget people and can become incredably jealous if another pokemon has stolen his beloved Mika's affection as he believes her to be his property in a way. He's easily angered and easily dives into situations that could be avoided and almost always end poorly for him and Mika. He's also easily offended and thinks he's always right and it would be best if you never told him he wasn't right if you value your nose. Yes, Sai likes to bite people's noses. If he doesn't like someone and they piss him off and they have a nose, he'll go right for it, clamping down until they give in and declare him the master of whatever it is he's apparently not the master of. It's a rather awkard feeling, having a kingdra attached to one's nose, and because the pokemon's snout is as powerful as it is, it can be rather difficult to get him off which, believe me, is something he's rather proud of.
    History: Mika capture Sai as a horsea in the Whirl Islands the third time she went to Johto. She didn't really use him up until this past year when she decided to give poor Saki some time off. He evolved rather quickly, with much thanks to one EXP Share, and is her only means of water transportation [surfing]. He hasn't been in any gym battles or battles of true proportions but it wouldn't be wise to let on any knowledge of that fact to Sai if one values their nose. His unpredictable temper can make him a handle in battle, Mika almost always has to sync with him to keep him under control which puts the strain on herself and thus makes him a more less likely choice. She does still use him, just, not when it counts.

    Name: Tari
    Type: Altaria
    Distinguishing Marks? It's a bird...?
    PERSONALITY: if birds could be blonde.... That's a good way to describe Tari. Ditzy to a t, she's the bird from those tv commercials that flies into windows because she just plain didn't see them. She's clueless for awhile until she gets it and then, oh then she'll never let you forget what she's learned she's just so proud of herself. She does, contrary to popular belief, have a brain, it just takes a bit sometimes for her to get passionate about something and one of those somethings is her beloved Mika. A present from Gullwee, she knows what she means to her mistress and she takes it very seriously. Whiles she may be a ditz on the battlefield and off, she will cover Mika with her fluffy wings when she cries or doesn't want anyone to know she's crying and anyone that comes near will be pecked within an inch of existance. Because, you see, Mika is her Mikafloof. And that means nobody touches the Mikafloof.
    History: Present from Gullwee. Never ever leaves her person. [ooc: I plead the fifth!]

    Name: Minna
    Type: Minun
    Distinguishing Marks? Her growth was stunted thanks to Team Galaxy. She's the size of a freshly hatched Pichu.
    PERSONALITY: Ritilan. Right. Freaking. Now. Shove it down the thing's throat or just put it on a freakin' leash before it eats me ALIVE. But seriously, Minna is Mika's wandering ball of energy. The baby of her party, Minna is a bit of a naive little twit who's constantly getting herself into trouble, is addicted to ketchup thanks to her friend Pika the Pikachu and is just too cute to discipline without those bawling little eyes in your face. Minna knows how to play her cards and play them well. She's a mischievous little rascal and one of the only people to see through her little disguise is her trainer who will grab the mouse by the neck and, as it fires electrcity everywhere, stuff it in her backpack until it calms down. Minna can focus however, in battle and only sometimes loses her focus. If she wins, she gets ketchup or snuggles. And that means she's going to win. Or there will be faces falling off.
    History: Just a year ago, when Mika was in the Sinnoh Region gathering information on Team Galaxy, she came across a wind-based powerplant. Upon further investigation, she found a small squeaking noise she thought was just a window to be a shriveled up little minun mewling pathetically for help. Trapped in a cage, Mika managed, after a day's worth of prying open a cage, to get the poor thing out and it's been attached to her ever since. Minna may be the newest member of the party and the baby of Mika's party but she's worth her meager weight in epic amounts of gold.

    Oh, and she likes to steal shiny things, even if they're not hers to begin with.

    [ooc: See? HA. I has a Sinnoh Pokemon. >D I love hope something eats the D/P dragons. So stfu.]

    In the Box

    Name: Fang
    Type: Crobat
    PERSONALITY: VERBOTEN.
    History: VERBOTEN.

    [ooc: some of you might know who this poke belongs to. KEEP YOUR DARN MOUTH SHUT D<]

    Name: Sakaki [Saki]
    Type: Gyarados
    Distinguishing Marks? Its got a small scar above its left eye
    PERSONALITY: Saki is a ferocious beast to be contended with! Oh…wait… he's not really. He's like a kitten. In truth, he thinks he's a Meowth. In sea serpent dragon meowth form. Completely overprotective of Mika, Saki might seem ferocious but he'll be brought to tears if he hurts someone accidentally and he dinna mean to. He'll then attempt to make up for it, with hugs and licks and free rides on his back because he does feel very very bad. Unless of course, you're messing with his Mika for real. That's the one thing that will pull out the beast within him and he'll destroy you without a second thought and yes, he can go from kitten to ferocious kitten in about two seconds. And he's not declawed.
    History: On Mika's first journey through Kanto, her very first journey all by herself, she stopped at the Mt Moon Pokemon Center where she was met by a Mexican Man with a beating stick who told her about this amazing Magikarp that was just the thing to buy. Mika took one look at it, burst into tears and bought it immediately, loving all over the poor preciously enslaved Pokemon. She nursed it back to health and raised it to a Gyarados and the rest is history.

    Name: Iliatinisca [ Tini ] and Antikleon [ Leon ]
    Type: Dragonairs
    Distinguishing Marks? Tini is a paler whitish color, Leon is a darker blue color. Tini's eyes are a pure white, Leon's are a dark dark blue.
    PERSONALITY: Twins, Tini and Leon are like night and day of each other. Tini, the sweet, naïve quiet of the two, looks before she leaps and nurtures her brother, however, she is a bit skittish and is more fearful than most dragonair and has a tendency to be scared off by the silliest of things [Like Mustard. She's deathly afraid of Mustard.] Leon, the older of the two, is brash, arrogant, a bit of a hot head and defensive of his sister. He jumps, swim/floats around and then he looks back and wonders if what he just did was the most intelligent of ideas. He's a weasel, blaming things on other people and hates to be seen as gentle. The exception to this is his sister, whom he loves dearly. He's the one to coo at her when she panics and swirl around and around her until she feels safe again.
    History: A freak breeding accident caused two dratinis to form in the same egg. Born under-developed and weak, Dr. Romano was going to have them put down when Mika begged for them and, as he can't resist the cute eyes, he handed them over to the girl, with the assumption that if they became too much for her, she'd have them disposed of. They're her contest pokemon and their skill in controlling the weather [Tini Artic Climates, Leon, Tropic] makes them a valuable asset.

    -+- Appearance:

    Eye Color: They change from a brilliant green to a fierce piercing yellow depending on her moods. If she syncs with a pokemon, her eyes will glow a bright almost radioactive green.
    Hair Color/Style: Dark Green, reaches down to Waist Length. As far as style goes, it honestly depends on the day and the occasion. From time to time, she lets it stay down, especially for a more formal occasion, but when she's working, it's in a high ponytail, a few wisps of hair dangling in her eyes. Sometimes it's put up into pigtails or a braided coiled bun attached to the middle of her head.
    Height:5'6
    Weight: 114lb
    General Appearance: You wouldn't look at Mika from a distance and think heiress to the Rocket Cooperation. She just doesn't look the part. Her long hair and beautiful almost haunting eyes give her the appearance of some sort of mythical creature, in truth, she's been mistaken for a spirit or a ghost before on several occasions. Her gentle smile and lithe figure, which she doesn't have to work hard to obtain mind you, make up the appearance of a much more gentle person than she is. Her clothes speak to her true self however and while she is known to change up her appearance out of boredom, she has three basic styles of outfits that she wears for most occasions

    On the Road Again?
    When she has to travel, less is more for the young executive. With a black tank top paired with a pair of cameo cargo pants, three pockets on the right and two on the left, and a pair of steel toed black boots with dark green laces that glow in the dark sometimes, she's flexible in her movements and walking speed and yet, if she needs to get dirty she can without fear of ripping up her clothing. With a black hooded zip up sweatshirt with the Viridian City Gym Logo embezzled on the back tied around her waist, fingerless black leather gloves that extend to her elbows on her hands and a olive green bandana tied on her head under her ponytail, she can handle most types of weather and, with her bright blue customized pokegear around her neck, she always knows what time it is and where, at least most of the time, where she's at. On her shoulder is her tan sling backpack, large enough to hold all of her crap and durable enough that it doesn't have to have eight rolls of psyducktape spread all over it after ten minutes of dealing with Mika and the way she mauls things.

    Rocket Uniform
    When she's in uniform, she's all business and her outfit reflects it. A black thin sleeved sleeveless dress with emerald green lines running up and down her sides held tightly against her form with a semi large Rocket emblem on the lower right hand corner in an emerald shade over a pair of a black pair of leggings that come just down to her knees and a pair of mid calf-high black boots with Rs engraved into the soles of the boots. Over it all, she wears a black ankle-length hooded leather trenchcoat with the giant green letter R on the back. The black fingerless gloves on her hands are metal plated on the back, with an R embossed into each of them.

    Formal Attire
    A strapless silver dress, fitted somewhat to her waistline then spiraling out in delicate flowing patterns to the floor. The top, around the bust, is decorated with Silver coils intertwined delicately with each other, the part just underneath a delicate mesh of black lace and dark green rhinestones. Very simple. Very Elegant. Very Mika.

    -+- Personality:

    Strengths | Fear:
    + Mature for her Age
    + Can stay Focused in Bad Situations
    + Involved Leadership Capibilities
    + Almost Always Externally Calm or Something Near to It
    + Motivational
    + Flexible/Athletic/Martial Artist
    + Tactical Abilities but on a Larger Scale
    + Masking her emotions
    + Screwing with People's Perceptions
    + Calming down a riot
    + Decent Negotiator
    + Viridian Bloodline

    - Medication
    - Her Father
    - Pokemon G-Men
    - Damp White Cells
    - Islands
    - Failure
    - Losing another team
    - Being seperated from Fang, Tari and Tina
    - Full Moons on a Coastline
    - Psychic Pokemon/Psychic Pokemon Trainers
    - Losing her Authority over her team
    - Ecruteak City
    Likes | Dislikes:
    + Caffinated Beverages
    + Dragon Pokemon
    + Sleep
    + Absolute Silence
    + Traditional Classic Music and Festivals
    + Udon
    + Forgetting her current enviroment
    + Being a normal 18 year old
    + A challenging fight
    + Syncing with her Pokemon

    - Lance Blackthron
    - Any of the Pokemon Gym Leader Alliance
    - Diet Beverages
    - People who don't respect tradition
    - Dr. Kain Romano and his Psychiatrist Co-horets
    - Breaking Seals
    - Being reminded of things she already knows constantly
    - Acting like an heiress
    - Disrespect from her peers
    - A pathetic Excuse for a Fight
    - being seperated from her Pokemon
    - Innocent People getting Caught up in this Mess
    - Children getting hurt for no reason.
    Goals:
    + Be free from the GP and the G-Men
    + Break the Seals
    + Save her Brother
    Skills:
    + Tactics
    + Leadership
    + Can Solo a Mission Easily
    + Specific Breeding
    + Traditional Dancing
    + Flexible, can fit anywhere
    + Focused
    Quirks | Habits:
    - Mika will not function or move if she loses Tina's Pokeball or Tari's Ultraball
    - Freaks out if people bring up Alarayne
    - Her temper is triggered by idiots who believe they 'understand' her
    - Has headaches from the visions and voices and they can cause her to collapse
    - Sometimes coughs up blood etc from syncing for too long.
    Secrets: N/A [ooc: ;3 you'll seeee]
    Reputation: She's Mika, the boss' daughter, the Bloody Black Emerald
    Personality: Mika can come across as an arrogant annoying jerk when one first encounters her but she simply intends to weed out the crowd. She hates being surrounded by a fan club, she refuses to be associated as someone worthy of fame she knows deep down she doesn't deserve. Once a person gets past the initial crap, Mika softens incredibly. She doesn't talk or yell as much and is much more open to the person in general. She won't let her guard down, not with most people, but she'll relax enough to allow a more equal playing field to exist. Don't get her wrong, she's still the boss and she maintains her authority at all times but she doesn't mean it to be a rotten experience. She intends to teach, serve and lead and she does a damn good job of it when she trusts the people in her unit.

    She has a darker side however that wraps around the mysteriousness of her past and her, as told to her by Giovanni himself, unescapable destiny. Few have seen it to tell about it but it's a definite sight to be hold. in short, she's not as put together as she seems. Not in the least. Then again, no one is.

    [ooc: Again, this is part of the plot. :P trust me on this. Now, It's short. That doesn't mean yours can be short. This will get ungodly long as the rp goes along so bite me. <3]


    -+- History:

    Past:
    [ooc: I can't say more than this in my history, as Mika's history is incorporated into the plot. :P Trust me, you'll get all your little easter eggs and you'll have fun in the process. Just wait and eat some cookies. ^-^ I'll update the history as the plot goes on, kay?]


    Mika was born in the royal bloodline of the Blackthorn Family to Lance and Clair Blackthorn but she did not grow up in the hidden city that Blackthorn Family calls their own. At the age of four, she was taken, by who is uncertain, but she was taken to Viridian City and given to Giovanni to raise in the ways of the Forest. She quickly climbed the ranks, reaching Jr. Executive level at age 8 and Executive at 11, Sr Executive at age 13 and the Leader of the Gems at 16. Her achievements including beating the gym leader challenge in all four known regions yet refusing to take the Elite Four Challenge in each region are well known among the Rocket and outside circles and are just as shrouded in curiosity and deceit as her past.

    Not much is known of her past tho, the Alarayne Incident three years past, much of which is under lock and key and highly classified has caused much stirrings amongst the Rocket name.

    A leader shrouded in reverence and mystery, what does it all mean?

    Family:
    Lance Blackthorn, 43, Father
    Clair Blackthorn, 37, Mother
    Rai Blackthorn, 28, Brother

    Other: Mika is a Chosen Child of the Forest. This means she can heal pokemon by touching them by transferring some of her own energy into them and that, if the bond is strong enough, she can communicate telepathically with them. She is able to understand any and all pokemon however, and is able, whether she wants to or not, to hear pokemon, dead or alive, crying out for help. It can cause horrific migraines that have immobilized the girl in the past and even with the medication Dr. Romano gave her, there's little end to the voices crying out for redemption and salvation for whatever reason. It can turn her mood sour without her really meaning to go sour and it can cause her to lose focus. One of the other abilities, known as synchronization, alows her to, in a sense, become physically and emotionally one with her pokemon. This allows her to, at will and without moving or speaking, direct her pokemon's movements and battle actions, in a sense, becoming a puppeteer of their actions. The closer she is to the pokemon, the less harm it has on her body [With one exception and that being Tina] but regardless, the process weakens her visibly instantly and every ten minutes she will begin to weaken further. When she reaches the point of collapse, the connection is broken and, as the idea previously suggests, the connection is severed and the girl will fall unconscious for some amount of time until the mana has been completely restored. Other side effects include a weakening of her immune system and breathing systems, at times she'll begin to cough up blood if she's done too much with her powers lately.

    As far as how she breaks the seal, well, you'll have to wait and see. ;3

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    Eucliffe

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  • OK, just out of curiosity, how exactly does the position of Silent Shadow work? I'm thinking someone ninja-like, but that's just me :/

    Oh, and if it's OK, I'm gonna give Gale another Pokemon for her, only this one will be in her box. And I'll update her appearance a bit more, adding a rocket uniform for her.
     

    Mika

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    Teehee, nice Pikataro, you caught that. Lol, I was going to have Mika hand out the uniforms in the first post but if you wanna jump the gun and write your uniform go ahead.

    They're all customized to the user's liking, the only thing you can't change is that there's an R on every piece somewhere and the R is in the shade of your Gem color [Mine's green for emerald etc]

    And you can add however many pokemon you want in the box. :P You just have to write out the thingy for each of 'em

    As far as the poistion goes, it's kinda like Ninja crossed with Spy. The Silent Shadow does the initial reconnaissance before a mission, be it sneaking into a base or just walking around the area, scoping it out. You're also the person if we need someone to go into the airducts you'll go solo or with Mika. :3

    Sound okay to you? And that's just the general idea, feel free to expand on it. ^-^
     

    Eucliffe

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  • Oh, fun :D

    I'll let you decide where the "R" goes on Gale's outfit, so... XD

    And by any chance, can I still keep Reanna's info. secret since she hasn't been revealed yet to the others? If I do have to write it up, it'll be in the spoiler box.
     

    Mika

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    xD Sure if you think that'll help.

    ^-^ And I don't think so missy. You decide where the R goes lol. XD
     

    Eucliffe

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  • OK, then XD I'll go put it up now.

    So we're gonna start when all the positions are filled, or when enough people are accepted?
     

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  • -Out of Character-

    Name: Kamisama will do, thank you. AHEM, just Alter, please.

    -In Character-

    -+- The Basics:


    Full Birth Name: Ariapaselina Irian Alnez
    Nick Names: Parse
    Age: 21
    Location of Childhood Home: Azalea Town, Johto
    Gem Classification: The Tactician, Amethyst

    -+- Pokemon:

    Name: Misere
    Type: Beedrill

    Distinguishing Marks?
    The left of Misere's forelegs is disproportionately small and weaker than average. Her wings are also somewhat underdeveloped, making her flight clumsier and more whimsical-looking than what is generally attributed to the species.

    PERSONALITY: Something of an enigma as pokémon go, Misere is a very silent and reclusive pokémon, rarely displaying emotion or voicing opinion in any matter. She prefers to stay cooped up in her pokéball, or - on the times when it is commanded otherwise - at least as far away from others as circumstances will permit. The Beedrill is not very skittish or frightened mind you, she just plain doesn't like company. Primarily non-confrontational as she is, the bug type will first attempt to simply keep her distance, but should this fail, the next measure is - without fail - a stinger directed towards the offending party. Look? She'd prefer it if you didn't. Talk to? You'd probably be better off talking to a wall. Touch? Don't even go there.

    Despite her generally anti-social attitude, the Beedrill seems to hold some form of trust - or, at least, submissiveness - towards Parse, faithfully following her wishes as far as possible. Given the nature of both trainer and pokémon, this could hardly be referred to as friendship, but as a comrade in arms, Misere is as reliable as they get, and that's all that Parse truly wants of her.

    History: Of all the pokémon on Parse's team, the rather bizarrely named Misere is the only one of whom she appears downright reluctant to speak. The Beedrill was first caught in Ilex Forest, her body stunted and crippled in its struggles to escape the cocoon that used to be her body, and it was most likely this anomaly that first drew Parse into capturing the creature as, despite her apparent inferiority, Misere's poison and silk glands were both highly developed, making her - ironically enough - an exceptionally strong member of her species. Though she should have been proud of such a rare catch, Parse seems to view the Beedrill with mixed feelings at best. On one hand, the bug pokémon is her most trusted partner, but on the other there is apparently a source of humiliation and injured pride buried somewhere in their shared past that seem to prevent the Beedrill's prideful trainer from treating her as anything more than a valuable asset.

    Just what this humiliating episode is, however, is a matter that only those present in Ilex Forest at the time could possibly be aware of, and thus far none have shared.

    Name: Morpheus
    Type: Parasect

    Distinguishing Marks? The mushroom on his back is rather large, even by Parasect standards, but nothing that exceptional.

    PERSONALITY:
    A rather tragic case, Morpheus is a highly social and affectionate pokémon with a particular affinity for humans. Unfortunately, the spores from his mushroom have particularly potent narcotic properties, easily inducing sleepiness and even comas to those who carelessly inhale them, even without the Parasect actively willing such things. As a result, Morpheus' social encounters have not gone particularly well, leading to a mass of abandonment issues. He is very much a smacked puppy; lonely, pitiable, and ready to give his all for even the slightest sign of affection or approval.

    While this is hardly the kind of personality Parse is fond of, she has found the Parasect's unusually affinity for sleep induction far too valuable to simply pass up on, and so she gives the pitiable creature a few small approvals here and there, coddling him just enough to keep him happy and obedient but very little beyond it. Morpheus, however, seems completely oblivious to any ulterior motives and is as happy as can be with his 'loving trainer', even though she insists on keeping him in his pokéball as much as possible, partly to avoid collateral damage but mostly to avoid having a Parasect physically clinging to her wherever she goes.

    History: A surprisingly uneventful catch, considering the circumstances in which she came upon it. Parse originally came upon the Parasect - still a small Paras at the time - while looking into a series of peculiar coma incidents that had been occurring in the national park near Goldenrod City. Specifically, ones that had been occurring nighttime only. Anticipating either a formidable ghost pokémon or at least a rogue Hypno, Parse was surprised to say the least when the meager bug pokémon pounced her leg instead. When she attempted to battle the creature, however, she quickly realized the potential of the bug type's narcotic spores when they effortlessly downed her Beedrill, breaching all trainer convention and simply charging for the catch herself, mouth covered by a thick scarf.

    Much to her surprise, however, the Paras was quite willing to let himself be caught, almost delighted, even. And soon enough, the girl found that she had managed to secure a valuable and reliable new member for her team.

    Name: Phobos
    Type: Gliscor

    Distinguishing Marks?
    Phobos has lost his right eye in battle, the rather messily healed patch of overgrown skin at its place adding an additional notch of creepy to his already intimidating appearance. This obviously impairs his vision, but his reflexes and hearing are all the sharper in compensation.

    PERSONALITY: Phobos' personality tends to bring a particularly playful Persian to mind. True to his nickname, he delights in watching others squirm in terror at the sight of him and habitually toys with opponents for sport, delighting in all manner of sneak attacks, mind games and shock tactics. Even among the ones he's not actively picking fights with, he is always regarded with a measure wariness as he habitually spreads full lies and half-truths to unnerve others and loves nothing more than to shake things up for his own amusement when others least expect it. Though he is usually content simply with making others fear the worst of him, his cruel sense of humor and capricious manner can border on downright sadism at times.

    Of the pokémon on Parse's team, Phobos is probably the most uppity one, being the only member who will quite happily disobey orders should the whim strike him, but the two do share a certain form of kinship - not to mention a similar inclination in humor - and as such there is actually a rather rare tinge of affection in their relationship.

    History: The only one of Parse's pokémon that sought her out rather than the other way around. While the girl was navigating a path for herself through the mountain range around Blackthorn in the hopes of finding out more about the mysterious 'Kappa sighting' in the area, the wily Phobos - as much a pest in his Gligar days as he is now - ambushed her from behind a bend in the path. Contrary to the shocked traveler's face he had expected, however, the creature was faced with the stinger of a decidedly unamused Beedrill instead, quickly ending up on the losing end of the ensuing scuffle. With one eye short. Though Parse's first reaction would have been to simply leave the battered creature to die, she was reluctantly impressed by the tenacity with which it struggled to survive and chose to capture it instead.

    Though hardly as obedient or submissive as the other members of the team, the Gligar soon proved his worth to his new captor, and has been a valued - if sparingly used - asset of the team ever since. Surprisingly, Phobos actually wound up delighted with the disfiguring scar that grew over his lost eye, bringing his intimidation factor to an all new high, which was only further enhanced by his later evolution to Gliscor.

    Name: Undine
    Type: Golduck
    Distinguishing Marks? Nothing besides what is usual for older Golduck.

    PERSONALITY: An unusually principled and morally concerned pokémon, at least by the standards of Parse's team, Undine has a very strict code of personal ethics which she lives her life by, firmly believing in practicing her art of battling with honor and respect for the opponent. She has no tolerance for dirty tricks or underhanded tactics of any kind, and while she will not directly oppose her trainer, she won't aid her with such things either. Focused and prone to perfectionism, Undine usually communicates with others only when there is need for her to do so and always working her way through such with the minimal amount of interaction. She is not really reclusive or shy, but rather simply doesn't have the time to waste on what she perceives as idle banter.

    While Undine and Parse have vastly differing personal philosophies, they both have a common streak both in perfectionism and their strong sense of individuality and, despite their disagreements, they share a form of respect for each other. Undine does not interfere with Parse's schemes, Parse does not attempt to force Undine into them, and neither sees reason to disturb this equilibrium.

    History:
    The legendary 'kappa' of the Blackthorn mountain range. The moment the rumors of a 'frightful apparition' attacking mountaineers caught her attention, Parse immediately made preparations to track down what was promising to be another strong catch and, after a number of detours, eventually arrived at the mountain lake the rumors were centered around. Sure enough, the alleged 'kappa' made its move, though much to Parse's surprise it immediately came into plain view and gave her the kind of curt bow that practitioners of martial arts usually apply before taking up a fighting pose, as if issuing a challenge. Never one to back down from such a thing, Parse took up on the offer, only to have her first attacker struck down in seconds. When she, out of frustration, attempted to corner the Golduck with her two remaining team members, however, the creature suddenly released an illusory haze around the area, vanishing into the lake.

    Stubborn as she was, Parse refused to let such a powerful battler escape, setting up a tent by the lake and intending to wait the creature out. Each day she attempted both battle and ambushes of various kinds, and always the result was the same. In one-on-one battles, the creature would fall back only on its own fighting prowess and refrain from psychic abilities, but the moment any form of trickery or gang-up was on the horizon it would use all powers at its disposal to make a getaway. And so, after her second week at hunting down the elusive pokémon, Parse finally reached the obvious solution, entering into a fierce battle completely devoid of her usual tricks in an attempt to beat the Golduck at its own game.

    The fight was long and - to date - probably the hardest Parse had gotten herself into, but eventually her opponent gave in under the attacks and submitted to capture. Even in captivity, however, the Golduck has retained a measure of her independence and will only consent to fighting on her own terms, making her a somewhat pickier -if no less valuable - member of Parse's little ensemble.

    -+- Appearance:


    Eye Color: Dark brown
    Hair Color/Style: Reddish blonde, usually tied up into a pair of pigtails that would look a lot better on just about anyone else.
    Height: 1,74 Meters
    Weight: 64 Kg

    General Appearance:
    The first association to Parse's appearance tends to be...hard. Standing at a respectable 1,74 meters, she has an anatomy brimming with the kind of narrowness, sharp angles, and general edginess that predominates her persona. Parse, upon casual inspection, seems to be all sharp edges, narrowly defined features, wiry muscles, and boniness; a human being created with the absolute minimum of materials. Further accentuating this, even her dark brown eyes are slightly narrower than average, and her face is - more often than not - pulled into a dissatisfied scowl that adds to the unpleasant image. Her hair is on one of those tricky borderline colors between blonde and red, usually falling in somewhere between the two for the viewer, and is usually kept fairly short, any excess strands tied up into a pair of pigtails that would look far better on a cheerful little girl who didn't spend half as much time on scowling as Parse does.

    In clothing, Parse is very much her utilitarian self, typically wearing a simple combination of sneakers, cargo pants, belt and t-shirt or tank top for casual situations, sometimes with a sweater tied around her waist, should she anticipate colder weather or similar circumstances. She also possesses several sets of tightly fitting jeans, a pair of steel-toed hiking boots, an utility belt, rigging equipment, several long-sleeved t-shirts and even a proper safety helmet to cover any and all caving or mountaineering requirements. Specific color choices wary, but as a habit Parse sticks to darker shades of earthen colors, as they are less eye-catching in the wilderness and won't showcase dirt and grime as clearly. The occasional dark red is not unheard of, but bright, eye-catching colors like yellow and pink are completely out of the question.

    -+- Personality:

    Strengths | Fear:
    +Good at weighing pros and cons
    +Level-headed approach to problems
    +Persistent and methodical worker
    +Capable of solo work
    +Experienced explorer of caves, forests, and mountains
    +Emotional detachment from missions, able to treat most assignments as simply 'work'

    -Failure
    -Finding a problem she can't solve
    -Being influenced by others

    Likes | Dislikes:
    +Being right, especially if others have spoken against her in the matter
    +Exceptional pokémon
    +Showing off her talents and knowledge
    +Anything she manages to do perfectly.
    +Folklore and mythology
    +Praise
    +Getting to 'do her own thing' without others meddling
    +Being in control of things
    +The fruits of a scheme well-played
    +Profit
    +A nice, warm bath after a successful expedition

    -Being proven wrong
    -People who know something better than she does
    -Conformism
    -Clingy people
    -Imperfection
    -Exceptional pokémon that belong to someone else
    -Patronizing or condescending attitudes
    -Loud noises
    -Stupidity and ignorance
    -Being upstaged
    -Competition
    -Interruptions
    -Uniforms
    -Bugsy
    -Most of the people from Azalea Town

    Goals: To obtain more exceptional pokémon for her team and simply, utterly crush Bugsy in a battle. Beyond that, her primary aim for the moment is to milk her newfound position for as much benefit as it's possibly worth. Long-term plans have not been locked down due to the rather uncertain nature of the current shot-term.

    Skills:
    +Strategic pokémon battler
    +Basic trap making skills
    +Experience in exploring forest, cave, and mountain areas.
    +Good intuitive sense for strengths and weaknesses in pokémon
    +Decent knowledge of folklore and mythology

    Quirks | Habits:
    Parse carries a knife with her at all times, and often makes a habit of playing with it by carving crude wood figurines or such. When she does, she is most likely annoyed over something. She also habitually sticks said knife under the nose of anyone foolish enough to think they can threaten her with violence, or just plain someone who pushes her too far on a matter.

    Secrets:
    Certain choice events in her past and most of the things she does on her free time. Parse is very much a no-nonsense operative and bluntly refuses to bring her personal baggage with her to work.

    Reputation: Parse's reputation within the team is something of a mixed bag. She is, by quite open personal admission, solely aiming for the profit, with no particular loyalties to the team agenda beyond her interest in the paycheck and other perks. This attitude, only enhanced by her generally crude manner, has been the cause of a number of internal investigations, malicious rumors and hearty objections towards her promotion. Thus far, none of the accusations have stuck, however, and the fact remains that Parse is actually quite good at what she does. She is not the person you go to to debate team philosophy or just to have a pleasant chat over a cupe of tea; she is the one you come to when you want things done.

    Well liked she is not, but Parse has a very good track record in her line of work and there are even those who would consider her blatant self-interest an assurance of her loyalty rather than proof of treachery. After all, it is well known that no measly government pay could hope to best the benefits that being one of the gems entails and they would be equally hard-pressed if they attempted to match the horrors that traitors to the team are subjected to.

    Personality: Parse is probably not the nicest person you'll ever meet. In fact, many would say that she is a good candidate for the exact opposite of that. Egocentric and crude to the bone, Parse's decisions faithfully follow the path of 'greatest profit for Parse' and she makes no secret of the matter. Phrases like 'how will this benefit me?' or 'I'm sure I have better things to do' are standard fare that anyone desiring her assistance should prepare for, preferably by securing an acceptable sum of money or other suitable perk to warrant her continued interest in the discussion. She is not beyond helping out a stranger in need or even going to extreme lengths for an employer, but such things are never done without a personal incentive of equal or greater magnitude hinging on said help. Any emotional reasoning or appeals to her alleged 'better nature' are doomed to miserable failure as pity and sympathy are emotions that Parse does not expect from anyone and is equally unwilling to lend.

    A strong individualist by nature, Parse is not the kind to depend on anybody else's help - though she will, of course, save her own effort by calling on it should an opportunity present itself - and quite openly dislikes those who do. She is equally stubborn in her world view, bullheadedly refusing to let anyone else affect her values and priorities and instinctively shying away from any relationship that seems to be heading in that direction. At the end of the day, the one thing Parse values above all else is definitely herself.

    Egoistical and opportunistic as she is, Parse is not a particularly easy person to get along with socially. When she talks with you, it's usually best to assume that she's either looking to gain something from it or already doing so and her mercenary attitude makes taking her for a confidante a risky enterprise, even at the best of times. A perfectionist by nature and considerably intelligent to boot, she is quite adept in finding flaws in everything around her and quite candid in pointing them out. There is, however, one 'but' to redeem what at face-value looks like a completely uncooperative individual. Namely, work. Once employed to complete a task, Parse's self-interest is well assured by the promised reward at the end, and with it - as long as her vested interests are not threatened and a significantly better counter-deal does not crop up - her loyalty to the cause as well. Parse is also completely fine with simply sticking to business without socializing with whoever she works with in any way, allowing for a workable 'live and let live' kind of arrangement between herself and colleagues capable of maintaining it. There is a number of traits that trigger all the wrong switches at the back of Parse's mind, however, and anyone unfortunate enough to possess them will have little chance of escaping her barbing. Parse won't single-handedly escalate the conflict further than snide remarks, but said remarks will be constant and often far more than the recipient's patience can take. Parse's fierce pride in her intelligence and talents and her tendency for narcissism rarely alleviate matters either.

    Impossible though her demands on others may be, Parse doesn't seem to be much easier on herself. 'Failure is not an option' is a phrase she takes very seriously indeed, always pushing herself to the outmost with anything she undertakes, both body and mind. Should she be unsuccessful, a vigorous training session will follow and not cease until the shortcoming has been eliminated. Parse does not just want to be treated as the best thing to ever grace the earth; she wants to be it as well.

    -+- History:

    Past:
    Born in Azalea Town, Johto, Parse - still Ariapaselina at the time - seemed originally set for a far simpler and purer lifestyle than the one she currently leads. Born as the newest heir to a family that had held custody over the town gym for three generations, the girl was groomed since early age to carry on the family legacy. Parse had no particular objections to this; she loved pokémon, she loved the mysterious and alluring vastness of Ilex Forest, and she soon proved herself a competent handler of bug type pokémon as well. All in all, everything in Parse's little life seemed to be going just the way it was supposed to.

    That is, until he came.

    No-one took him seriously at first, the effeminate boy with the mop hair and delayed puberty, but with a couple of weeks from arriving in the town, Bugsy had become the new gym leader of Azalea. Precisely what occurred after this was unclear, but the next time Parse was seen she had ventured far from her hometown, dead set on becoming the greatest trainer the world had ever seen. Reports of her activities are scattered widely - a rumor here, a sighting there - but beyond the fact that she apparently hunted down the sources of various pokémon-related rumors and myths during her next four years after leaving Azalea very little is known of her exploits. What's more, and highly embarrassing to organized groups such as Team Rocket, she was apparently funding her travels by completing a number of the ethically questionable assignments for various employers, even thrashing a Rocket operative unfortunate enough to conflict with the interests of her employer.

    Intrigued, Rocket command extended a tentative offer to take her in as a mercenary for a series of smaller jobs, and - after receiving highly positive results - eventually set their sights on officially recruiting the aspiring mercenary. This, as it turned out, was a far pricklier matter than anticipated. While she had no qualms about the actual work, Parse objected far more to permanently placing herself under another's command, saving particular distaste for the notion of wearing uniform. This stalemate lasted for a while, but as the payments for Parse's individually hired services mounted and the concern of a rival organization - or worse yet, the GP - gaining a hold of such promising trainer material grew, Team Rocket eventually raised the stakes, offering Parse employment quite unheard of for one who was not an official member of the group...

    Family:
    Tamil Alnez - Father (40)
    Marissa Alnez - Mother (37)

    Other:
    N/A

    RP example:
    Pick an RP; any RP.


    THERE! A PROFILE!

    Ehh...I'll still call open to improvements for now as I may want to add more detail to various fields, but I thought I'd at least give you something. Certain parts in her history are purposefully excluded, but you have the gist of what those involve, amirite Mika? ;D
     
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    Mika

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    Nyaaaaa. <3 -curls up on Alter's head- Okay okay, it ated the profiles. v.v You ish teh accepted, preeze proceed to the happy dance vip section. -unhooks bar-

    The rest of you, SHAME for not being done. D< SHAME AND CURSES ON YOUR FAMILY AND YOUR PET HAMSTER'S FAMILY

    Lol, I'm kidding. <3

    Post please when you're done so I can accept and Pikataro, when everybody's in we'll start. :3 Last time I tried to run this roleplay I let people not be done with their profiles and then said profiles never got dun. :x So yesh. We're waiting.
     

    Mika

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    Lostt: I'm sorry, but I'm unable to accept your profile. You have the length, which is really really impressive, but I'm just not sure you understand the writing concepts you'll need to really succeed in this roleplay. I appriciate all the work and effort you've put in but I'm afraid this rolepaly just isn't a good match for you. You're Rejected but please don't take it personally. :3 This means that Basket Case is now un-reserved.

    Just so you all know, I'm planning on closing sign ups [obviously] and posting the starting post on Monday or Tuesday so you have until then to get your profiles in and done. I understand it's exam season so I've extended the deadline. :3
     

    Mika

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    Rise Against: Um, all the spots are reserved and unless the people applying turn in horrendous apps [as I know all of them] I don't see a large problem in them getting accepted...

    Besides. you can just come back and check... oO; Seriously.
     

    luke

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  • Almost done. Just need to finish personality and history. Will do tonight.
     

    Phanima

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    And Phani makes another late entrance. (>A<) Mika makes long sign-ups.

    -Out of Character-

    Name: Phanima (for estranged RP-ers); Phani (for pretty much everyone else); Phani-bunny (for Alter Ego only)

    -In Character-

    -+- The Basics:

    Full Birth Name: Seras "Darian" Maxell
    Nick Names: Sera; Maxy
    Age: 22
    Location of Childhood Home: Slateport City, Hoenn
    Gem Classification: The Basket-Case (Amber)

    -+- Pokemon:

    Name: Setxaro
    Type: Toxicroak
    Distinguishing Marks? Setxaro's main appendages (forearms and thighs) as well as her torso are wrapped in excessive bandages.
    PERSONALITY: Suiting her expression, Setxaro's personality can be wrapped up as sombre and unenthused. With the attention span of an out of water magikarp, she finds most situations uninteresting and not worth her time, which in most cases is true, the only thing capable of holding her attention being surgeries and dissections, that in itself being the sole purpose for her inclusion in the team.

    Once involved however, Setxaro becomes quite engrossed and tends to get carried away in operating, blocking out everything else in the process.

    She also has a superiority complex of sorts over Seras' other two pokemon, being the only one out of three yet to be subjected to her harvesting.
    History: Raised by Seras' grandfather himself, there was no doubt in the toxicroak's addition to her team. Having spent her youth by Darian's side as his official surgeon, Setxario became experienced in subduing and dissecting captured pokemon, her honed abilities now invaluable to her new trainer.

    Name: Kirsi
    Type: Ariados
    Distinguishing Marks? Kirsi's horn has been severed and crushed, leaving behind a cracked stump.
    PERSONALITY: After meeting Seras, Kirsi has become much more docile, her previous life as a rambunctious forest spider cut short after having her horn severed. Following the drastic event, her suffering from diminished self-esteem began, an Ariados' horn symbolising their virtue in the wild. Obedient to the one who took her in afterward, she follows Seras' orders with unwavering loyalty.
    History: Having her horn severed and crushed by Seras for sale in the underground pokemon market, Kirsi found herself unable to survive in the wild without her captor's aid. An ariados with no horn was simply prey for other forest pokemon, the loss symbolising her weakened status in the wild. Without it, she would be in constant danger. So in having put up a reasonable fight, her webs proving to be much more difficult and resourceful than expected of the hunter, she was adopted for use in capturing future pokemon.

    Name: Livole
    Type: Jolteon
    Distinguishing Marks? The lengths of Livole's fur are uneven due to routine shearings.
    PERSONALITY: Easily agitated, Livole can be considered Seras' most aggressive pokemon, in spite of his generally lax attitude. Calm and collected, he is often the most reliable amongst the team in terms of hunting purposes, the alternatives being an uninterested toxicroak and a passive ariados. In stark contrast, he is much more domineering in the midst of battle, to the point of being feral.
    History: Initially scouted by Seras for static fur trading, Livole was kept on Seras' active hunting team for his aggression and mobile prowess. Discovered in the midst of her travels through Goldenrod's underground, he became an invaluable source of income for the hunter, his primary purpose serving once every three weeks, where his fur would reach the minimal length appropriate for shearing. Much to his own discretion, he obediently follows Seras' intentions without question, having been saved by the girl from a much worse fate, his species being prime candidates for such exploits in the underground.

    Boxed Pokemon: Nidorina (Daienson); Kingdra (Lorta); Pupitar (Sebel)

    -+- Appearance:

    Eye Color: Blue
    Hair Color/Style: Blond
    Height: 169cm
    Weight: 58kg
    General Appearance: Seras has a distinct mature and feminine look to go with her hardened attitude, a reflection on her outdoorsy lifestyle. As a result of spending the majority of her childhood under Slateport's bright and breezy environment, Seras has developed a ganguro-like complexion, just not as extreme as the norm. With a light tan and bleach-blond hair, she has an exotic look about her, a common trend among the city's youth. Also having large blue eyes covered by a receding fringe and shoulder length hair tied into a short explosive ponytail, not to mention a slim figure with portions of built up muscle in all the right places, Seras is nothing short of stunning. Of course, in spite of her natural beauty, she tends to cover herself in a number of unappealing apparel, her obscure sense of style and taste hindering her potentially popular social standing, not that it could get any worse mind.

    Picking out whatever she deems comfortable, Seras adorns. Preferring more suitable articles of clothing appropriate to her line of work, short and tight outfits are the norm. Her most prized attire consisting of a white tank top, an ocean blue pokeball design printed across its back and over which she wears a denim feather-collared sleeveless jacket. Three quarter denim jeans then dress her thighs with a similar feather-hemmed design, a pair of round tipped shin-high boots bracing her feet. Finishing her two-toned and feathery attire, she wraps each hand in a black fingerless glove with a matching feather rim while a full blown feather band ties her hair.

    -+- Personality:

    Strengths | Fear:
    +Motivated and capable in finding and completing client-based jobs
    +Physically able/athletic
    +Has extensive knowledge of region specific pokemon

    - Being vulnerable

    Likes | Dislikes:
    +Hunting pokemon
    +Eating pokemon (eg. fresh slowpoke tail, skewered dratini meat, etc.)

    - Socialising

    Goals: To retire (like her grandfather) before turning 30.

    Skills:
    +Extended knowledge of pokemon species, habitats and resources
    +Tracking wild pokemon
    +Underground negotiation and trading expertise
    +Has sourced intelligence in foreign regions/connections with other hunters

    Quirks | Habits: Seras does not speak unless needed. She finds any course of action over discussion much more appropriate.

    Secrets: None so far...

    Reputation: The name Seras "Darian" Maxell doesn't sit at all well within the pokemon community. Seras is quite frankly the embodiment of someone whose reputation precedes them, the reasons for her reputation varying among different cultures throughout the regions. As such, she has acquired numerous nicknames throughout her career, all related to her controversial line of work and none of them at all flattering.

    Needless to say, she is well received underground, her talents as a pokemon hunter often sought after from deprived mercenaries and marketers. If there are pokemon parts needing to be found and sold, Seras is the girl for the job.

    Personality: Silent but determined define what kind of person Seras really is. She also shares a similar outlook on life and understands how the world actually works. Not everyone is nice and life isn't always fair, two facts she has become quite accustomed to ever since leaving home. In spite of all this, her attitude has remained resolute, even through the many trials she has already faced during her travels around the world. The only person she could rely on was herself.

    In spite of this, there is one other side to her and is the hardest to procure, it also being her greatest fear; being vulnerable. She has absolutely no desire to allow herself to feel anymore than the basic emotions and even then, most of them remain restrained.

    -+- History:

    Past: Seras has lived quite a sheltered life in her hometown of Slateport City, her grandfather, a retired pokemon hunter who now worked a stall in the city's open air market, being her only living relative. Coming from such humble origins, she came to appreciate the finer things in life and did well not to take things for granted.

    Countering this, it was during her teen years that her true persona began to develop. The occasion in which her initial awakening derived however, involved one hapless spheal and a whole lot of trouble. Being only ten years of age and having spent most of her morning helping her grandfather set up shop, Seras was more than ready to have a little fun, but just her luck all of her friends had something else to do and since Slateport wasn't exactly the most exciting place to be, she found herself stranded. Deciding to kill some time at the beach where she would often come to relax, she discovered the existence of her future pokemon partner. Under the torment of some rather immature and boisterous tourists, Seras discovered a rather diminished spheal lying quite out of context across the beach. Shooing away the evil children, she became concerned for the poor seal and brought it home.

    It didn't take her long afterward to convince her grandfather in keeping the seal and the two were soon spending every waking minute in each other's company. Such a time was soon cut short following the evolution of the seal and the revelation behind her grandfather's true motive in allowing the initial sheltering of the pokemon. A true hunter through and through, his eyes were set on the now ripe walrein ready for harvesting, its tusks, blubber and mane considered delicacies in the world underground. Influenced by her grandfather's ideals, she slowly came to see pokemon for what they really were and under his tutelage, Seras administered her very first harvest, an event that would lead her into the life of pokemon hunting.

    Through the following years, she learnt everything her grandfather could teach her, her natural prowess and ability growing with each hunt until she was ready to leave home and start her own journey as a pokemon hunter. As her pursuit for hunting bigger and more expensive pokemon continued and as her fame underground reached its peak, she had somehow become involved with a freelance organisation known as Team Rocket. Following a number of circumstances involving an invalid tyranitar in which both parties were in pursuit of, she was offered official employment from the organisation through an offering of direct financial support and access to the company's resources. And all in exchange for her allegiance and abilities, an offer she was all too eager to accept.

    Family: Darian Maxell (grandfather – 78)

    Other: Seras, aside from her accompanying team, utilises an array of tools to aid in her usual pokemon hunting expeditions. Among these, several include; carved mamoswine tusks, condensed string shot thread, bottled stun spore and extracted qwilfish spines.

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    Marsy

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    Oh my!
    I'm done with my app Mikachu!
    Huzzah!
    -parties-
     

    Mika

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    ぱはにま: XD Oh dear God, that's the most hillarious app I've ever read. Just don't eat Khael's Togepi or mah Dragons kaythanks. o3o And yes I have long-winded sign ups. It makes for better people in mah roleplays. o3o because it scares people.

    You ish teh Accepteds

    Marsy: Pfft. Bout time. X3 Nice app, nicely done, you ish teh Accepteds

    Oh, just so you all know I may not be aroudn much until Tuesday. :/ I'm having some minor health problems that may require a brief hospital stint and while I'll have wifi..yeah. xD this aint' at the top of my priorities Do not fear, the roleplay shall start some point next week and until I return, Alter is in charge of the Floggings and Questions and Marsy will have updates for you if I do end up in teh Hospital. Nothing's for certain yet but I thought I'd be nice and make you aware.
     
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    Rise Against

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  • Rise Against: Um, all the spots are reserved and unless the people applying turn in horrendous apps [as I know all of them] I don't see a large problem in them getting accepted...

    Besides. you can just come back and check... oO; Seriously.
    Sorry, I am new to this forum so I don't really know how all the reservation things work. :/

    Alter Ego: Gawh, you're too nice to me. <3 -perches on head- Tactician is Reserved for j00 for 72 hours/3 Days

    Marsy: I did not force. I puppy dog eyed. :3 And your Hot Shot is Reserved for j00 for 72 Hours/3 Days

    Lukey-Poo: The Grown Up Child is Reserved for j00 for 72 hours/3 Days

    Kogenta: Illusionist is Reserved for j00 for 72 hours/3 Days
    Just a question, what happened to the 72 hours/3 Days reservation? I am sorry, if that question will make anyone mad, I am just curious.
     
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    Mika

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    Rise Against: These people came to me in private and asked for an extension. O.o It's exam season silly. And it's alright if your' curious but I'm pretty sure all the slots are taken. :/
     

    YoshiRiRu

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    Mika, I'm dreadfully upset. Wish you'd told me. :-\

    Let me know via MSN if there's some sort of freak accident and a space is opened up, but it looks like I'm too late.


    Sadness. I has it.
     
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