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Pokémon Heart & Soul

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KillehKiwi

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((OOC: Ok, I'll set up a good place for you to catch up with Gabby but I need to know if I'd caught the Pidgey first, so I can start my RP post. o.o,))
 

Umbreongirl

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Say it ain't so; I will not go.

Vince's SU

Ooc: It was too long for Pc to put the rest in the first post.

Pokemon: Vince
Species: Shroomish
Moveset: Poison Powder, Headbutt, Mega Drain, Stun Spore.
Level: 33


History: Procured as a Shroomish by Minnie, Vince was the last of the Pokemon she caught before joining Team Solar, the last of the Pokemon she had received with intentions of training him up to be a competitive battler. Minnie hadn't expected to land the Mushroom Pokemon on her team, but as luck would have it, he chose her. Not of his own accord, seemingly, at least not consciously, but with his heart. The Shroomish had been just one of the mass multitudes of Pokemon captured randomly throughout the lands by the Cipher organization, stolen away from young and unaware trainers seeking nothing more than an honest battle, uprooted and torn from their homelands, and the cozy little niches they had found in nature, and, occaisionally, when circumstance would have it, the elite and polished personal Pokemon on the Gym leaders. The Shroomish had been one of those leading a simple life, one that had been completely undisturbed and untouched by humans until this instance. He had leaved peacefully under the plots of emerald canopies of forestry dotting the land of the Hoenn region, with a mother, a father, and a whole mess of siblings. The Shroomish had been granted with so many brothers and sisters, older and younger alike, that the family could practically be classified as a clan, or to some a cult even. The young Pokemon had spent their days as young Pokemon brought up in the wild do, foraging for Berries and other similar flora to consume, practicing what rough and rugged move of practicality their parents could teach them in order to surive, and more than anything, basking and frolicking in the warm, illustrious presence the burning overhead deity that was the sun gave off. The Shroomish worshipped the sun as if it were their God, and found the most creative ways to celebrate the life it granted to all of them, and not just them, but of all living creatures: plants, people, and pokemon alike. Throughout the daytime, everything they did, through play or ceremonial dance was in regards to the beaming glow of the great ball of fire overhead, and they were sure that as long as this great and beautiful guardian watched them from above, and they, down below, continued to gaze up at it with a wonderous and pure admiration, life would always be in perfect harmony. But then, there came a day when the sun didn't shine. And many others following it, not just days, but weeks that morphed into several months. And everyone, not just the laid-back grassy Pokemon of the forest, suffered and shriveled without this vital Jigsaw piece of life's puzzle lost to them. And it was at this time, unsurprisingly, that the Cipher organization struck. Struck at the weak and crumbling natural world like an Arbok at a newborn Ratatta cub, and robbed them of hundreds of their numbers. The Shroomish family, so frail and run-down from the lack of sunlight, starving with need of the divine light, could do nothing but cringe as dark, gloved hands grabbed at them, tossed them into crates jampacked with others, some just as sickly as themselves, and hauled them off to a foreign, practically unheard of and uninhabited region called "Orre". It was there that the little Shroomish's, along with his parents', and the others' of his family, heart was shut to the world. The initial plan and rationalization was that without heart, without the ability to judge between wrong and right, without a Pokemon's innate ability to determine who was and wasn't deserving of the blows of their attacks, the Organization would crush and dominate any goodhearted person or Pokemon standing in their path. Along with all channels of basic emotion being channeled off, the Pokemon were all enhanced, being artificially made up into bigger and better, according to the Ciphers, stronger and emotionally unobliged versions of their former selves. But as a particular trainer ransacked the entire organization, freeing and releasing one Pokemon at a time, Cipher's intentions ended up crashing and burning, falling in on them and burying them alive, with the exception of one lone Shroomish. The Shroomish, who had been given to a Cipher grunt to make his duties of carrying out all official dirty work of the organization, had somehow managed to slip the notice of the kind trainer salvaging all the tainted Pokemon, and had taken his own physically superior Pokemon to a region far, far away, one he was sure he would never met the sights of the heroic trainer ever again, and could use the Shroomish in order to advance himself, win in local Pokemon touraments for a pretty penny, and maybe eventually pawn the Pokemon off to some eager trainer or collector seeking out a superior Pokemon for bragging rights, and to help advance them in battles. As fate would have it, this particular ex-Cipher grunt had developed a new identity, and now, promendading across the lands, wealthy and smug from his Shroomish's single-handed victories, he stumbled into two young trainers, kids who couldn't have been more than thirteen or fourteen. The egotistical freelancer, putting on a sneer, disguised only barely by the friendliest of smiles, challenged the duo to a battle. But just as they were about to refuse, the man threw out the Shroomish, and they noticed, with twin expressions of horror, just how bad of a shape the Pokemon was in. Not physically, physically, the Shroomish was a slimmed and leaned muscular work of art. But mentally.. Though the two didn't have the eyes necessary to note the devious purplish aura the little Pokemon gave off, the set puckered mouth, the hard, steeley eyes devoid of emotion staring dully at them, and the glowering expression of the creature's face were enough to make their little hearts break. And so, in agreement among the three of them, Kenji boldly accepted the invitation. The battle started off well seemingly, Kenji and Terra, confident as always, had the obvious upper hand. But after one or two turns, the duo were starting to fall behind, and with each 'Shadow Rush' attack, Ponyta slipped further and further down the spiraling tunnel to unconsciousness, while the peculiar Shroomish gave no eminent signs of tiring or stopping, much to the Grunt's obvious pleasure. But the terrified Kenji refused to stop, for he knew what the price would be to pay: The illfated Shroomish. And so they pressed on, in vain, because Terra was eventually brought to his knees by the odd little Mushroom Pokemon. All the while, Minnie had been standing back, observing the battle with a sort of puzzled expression, studying the every move of the Shroomish, noting the trapped light that seemed to heave against the icey outer layer of his eyes, the occaisional sign of conflicting emotional weakness that spurted from the Shroomish's being, and finally, seemingly at the same moment their plucky little Shrew had fallen to the ground, felt as if she had the whole thing figured out. And so, overflowing with the bubbly sensation that she had cracked the secret code, she called, "Vince!", and the spell was immediately broken. The Shroomish seemed to have remembered something, and after noticing the little girl for the first time, all frozen over iciness, like the death grip of Winter when first approached by Sun, melted. The steely, impenetrable layer chaining the light in his eyes shattered, and all memory and emotion came flooding back to him. He stared at the girl, and from her heart, beaming out through her eyes, for the first time in years, he again saw the light. The tiny Shroomish, ignoring all furious and hateful commands uttered by his trainer, flew into the arms of Minnie, laughing and crying all at once, so grateful for his deliverance that he vowed never to leave her side. And he hasn't. Vince is one of three Pokemon: Cherris, Moko, and Vince, that Minnie often uses in hand to hand combat when onduty in a life-risking endeavor. He, by nature, is a gleeful and enthusiastic little Pokemon, but not so much so to the point of being hyper, for he was raised by a fleet of similar Pokemon, and this entitles him to a cool and laid-back attitude of most things. He is abnormally chill in most situations, but in those rare few were Minnie or his teammates' lives are compromised, his emotion become unstable, ripping to the surface and forming themselves into fury-based attacks, a frenzy of grass and the promises of fierce fighting-style jabs as well. When summoned in average battle, Vince regards opponents with a cool and calculative demeanor, turning their feverpitch of emotion in battle into pitfalls that eventually mark their own defeat, while he, as in all areas of normal life, retains his levelheaded and down to earth decision-making process. While one might expect a Pokemon such as this to have an air of sarcasm and arrogance, Vince's is entirely the opposite. When out of battle, he can almost always be caught in a chipper and upbeat mood, and more likely than not is off mediating arguments between other Pokemon. While Minnie is practically blood bonded with Cherris and Moko, her unofficial "Starter" Pokemon, and Cinders, the Steed Kenji had given her due to all the blood, sweat, and tears they have shed together, it is for this reason that Minnie forced herself to part with them, for she wanted that same bond with her other two, Ace and Vince, and as Vince had only recently been added to her team and was still quite unexperienced, she decided to bring him alongside her in hopes of training him up to par with her other teammates, but more importantly, forging that same eternal bond. (As mentioned before, for her traveling all the way through Kanto, Vince is only still at such a low level because she 'caught' him only recently compared to the others. If you need a reason for why none of Minnie's Pokemon besides Cinders are Kanto-native, I have seperate histories for each, but doubting you want more to read of the fuschia nightmare, Cherris and Moko are Johto natives because they were hatched Pokemon on the Darkrose Ranch, and Ace was released into the Kanto region by his trainer, a spoiled little snot of a young boy who, after receiving him as gift in his Pokeball from his grandmother who dwelled in the Sinnoh region, released it in a flare of childish temper, for the Starly wasn't yet the key powerhouse he was promised to be, and Minnie found him struggling to survive against the Kanto natives in the Viridian Forest.)

Full team before departure, and Pokemon status: Cherris (Houndoom), Mokomoko (Flaffy), Cinders (Ponyta), and Ace (Staravia).

Pokemon Registration: Let's go.. Grass type, Kanto or Hoenn. :P I know i'm just begging for trouble with two Grass-type Pokemon, but Vince will evolve into something with fighting abilities too, and everything else I catch will make up for the weakness.

Roleplay sample:

"Hospital?" She spoke, trying the word on for size. It felt funny passing over her tongue, and sounded even stranger to her ears her voice saying it. For a time, she had been able to say only variations of her own name, and even then, she hadn't spoken often, for fear of the brutal consequences if she did. Now.. She was speaking an entirely different language, one that was borrowed, and didn't seem to belong to her at all. Eyes marring with confusion, she just continued to stare straightforward at the two young men.

"Why.. would I need to go there?" At her slow words, the boys exchanged glances, eyebrows arching up in obvious disbelief as they again looked at her body, this time not seeming to notice her chest, but instead silently surveying her whole body.

"Were you.. raped?" One of the two asked carefully, in a much softer tone than he had started out with. He now seemed.. concerned for her feelings of sorts, and Venomous couldn't understand why.

"No.." She muttered in response, in that dreamy, detached sort of way. It was only after she stole a look down at her own form that she suddenly seemed to snap back to attention, the fog dispelling from her mind as her pale eyes snapped immediately open, widening as her jaw clenched nervously, bare body overcome by a serious of violent trembles. As her limbs spasmed uncontrollably, and her knees buckled, threatening to give out and send her crashing to the ground, the boys rushed to her side, hovering around her worriedly, waving thick hands before her face in an attempt to get her attention. Venomous, however, didn't seem to see the hands passing across her line of vision. She wore a haunted gaze, as she traveled back to an earlier time, a previous place.. She was no longer standing in this grassy expanse of meadow, surrounded by two concerned if not slightly perverted boys near a route that was commonly traversed by trainers of all shape and size, she was in the middle of the Eterna Forest, the Forest she had been released, and then later on abondonment.. And she had been lucky to get away with that. She was starting to remember what she hadn't wanted to remember, those final grotesque moments before she had fainted, and soon after that, coldly left to die. Images passed through her mind at a fleeting pace, images that were blurred at the edges, but still strangely clear to her eyes.. her tortured eyes. Two Espeons leered menacingly over the fallen form of a limp Umbreon, cowering helplessly before them, weakened already from the sickening heat beaming down upon her, and the acidic venom washing over her stilled body evoked from that same heat.. "Finish her off" Dante had snarled, and ever so eager to follow his malicious orders, his pets, the Espeons she had called "Mom" and "Dad" had attacked her, flogging her mercilessly, beating down upon her. Hungry eyes and sharpened incisors tore at their offspring's flesh, ripping it, tearing, grinding it up with teeth dripping with gore, slicing it to the point of it bursting, until it finally began to ooze crimson fluid, spilling her blood all over the grassy ground. And throughout the whole ordeal, Venomous hadn't uttered a single whimper or whine. She hadn't tried to fight back or even run, as most Pokemon whose life hung on the balance would've. She really hadn't cared either way if she lived or died. She had just lyed there, quietly like the weak Pokemon she was, willing it all to end, and finally thinking herself dead when she finally passed into unconsciousness. She as well as her parents hadn't noticed the tears pooling at the corners of listless, miserable crimson eyes as she faded in and out of reality, tears evoked not from the harsh pain being forced upon her, but drizzling down sunken cheeks solely for the reason that she knew she was dying, dying in a hot place in a world where no one had grown to love her, or care for her.. Where no one would miss her, or probably even think of her ever again.

"Hey.. are you alright, girl?!" One of the boys asked loudly, snapping Venomous back to the time-being. Startled, she inhaled a sharp breath, bringing a delicate hand to the corner of her eyes, not at all surprised when a single round tear was extracted onto her soft skin.

"Do I look like i'm alright?!" She cried out, suddenly filled with a flood of new emotions, anger, along with surprise, along with obvious sorrow from the discovered betrayal.

"For starters, I don't know where in Arceus I am right now, i'm practically gushing blood all over the place, and YOU aren't making it better by permanently locking your eyes onto my chest!" The girl spat, to which she instantly felt guilty for doing so. These boys.. these boys had meant her no harm. And she was taking all her combined pain and fury out on them. The two seemed speechless at her little outburst, and as they only stared silently at her, she moved her arms guardedly out in front of her, slowly beginning to back away, lower lip trembling as she was flooded with a guilty sensation.

"I'm.. I'm sorry.." She apologized, the tears finally welling over and splashing down onto her pale cheeks.

"I just.. I just can't.. do this!" She cried out, flinging her arms down to her sides as she whirled around, away from the two boys, away from everything. She just wanted to be alone.. Alone now, and alone forever. Just as she had been when she had been captive within the confines of her Pokeball. That dark, circular room.. Forever her home. She wanted it back. Even though she now had the birds, and the trees, and flowers, and water, and.. and food, she didn't care. When she was locked away, she couldn't hurt anyone. When she was out, she seemed to do nothing but just that. Engrossed in her thoughts, Venomous hadn't seen a rather large out-of-place gnarled up old tree standing in the middle of the path. If she would've been observing more closely, Venomous would've noted that at the peculiar tree, the path forked, one leading off to the left somewhere, while the other strayed to the right. But Venomous, whose mind and body had been seemingly disconnected from one another, continued on in her straight path, colliding face-first with the peculiar tree, slamming powerfully against it, not even slowing in the slightest. The tree stopped the sprinting girl, as expected, and with a harsh, "THUD", she was tossed carelessly backward into the dirt. Rubbing gingerly at her stinging red face, Venomous looked up in what could only be described as a desolate manner, up at the strange tree looming above her..

"Who put you there?" She muttered angrily at the ugly old thing, which was devoid of all life, leaves, blossoms, even birds didn't flock near the barren old tree. The only thing that did seem to grow upon the tree were a strange satiny black dress hanging over one of the lower limbs, accompanied by a tiny, plush backpack in the shape of a roaring little Absol. Upon one of his extended razor claws hung the keychain of an Eevee. Resting near the massive roots of the tree were a soft pair of black boots, imprints of Houndoom placed upon it near the top, and tucked neatly within them, what appeared to be a pair of black and yellow stockings. Venomous didn't have to think twice before pulling the garments down, and after discovering with half delight and half obvious embarrassment that matching undergarments were included, she hastily slid them all on.

God.. I really hope these clothes aren't used! She thought to herself, before scoffing at such a silly question. Of course they were. What would a brand-new ensemble of clothes be doing laying randomly across an old tree branch. No.. they had to have belonged to somebody. Though Venomous wasn't completely informed on the subject of Human clothing, she knew that they didn't spontaneously appear out of the blue.. No, someone had to have worn them at some point, and left them here. Either that, or they knew that a naked Pokemon gone Human would come streaking down this way. That sent shivers down Venomous' spine. ..But who?
 

silvanarrow

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Chapter 1: A Leaf is Turned for Eri (Part 2)

OOC: Since there hasn't been much action lately, I thought I would post this to keep the momentum going. Omega Saikon, please let me know if I've gone farther than you would like for this chapter, and I'll make adjustments promptly.

'Let's see what the map says.' Eri pulled her town map out of the side pocket of her backpack and read it while she walked. She passed a road sign and checked it on the map. 'Looks like this route is a straight shot to Cherrygrove City, and from there our next stop is Violet City and the Violet Gym. I'll need to catch at least one more Pokemon between here and there so I have three to face the gym leader.'

Eri was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she was caught completely off guard when someone crashed into her back. She stumbled forward a couple of steps and managed to catch her balance, at the same time that she heard a female voice mumble a hasty, "Oops, sorry." Eri turned to see a shorter, dark-haired girl looking at Pyrix. She thought the girl looked familiar. Oh right, she had been standing in front of Eri while Professor Willow was handing out Pokedexes and Pokemon. What was her name? Gabby? "What a beautiful Pokemon," she whispered, so softly that Eri wouldn't have heard it if she weren't standing so close. However, the moment ended almost as soon as it had begun, as the girl shook her head and started off at a jog away from the lab, along the same route that Eri had been planning on taking.

Eri sighed softly to herself. 'Looks like this route is going to get a lot of foot traffic as soon as the other trainers decide to leave.' After checking her map again, Eri started walking in a different direction. "Come on Pyrix, we're going to take the scenic route to Cherrygrove City… Hm? Pyrix?" The fox Pokemon was sitting motionless, looking in the direction Gabby had taken. She turned her head to look back at Eri with an expectant expression. Eri caught on to what Pyrix was trying to say and replied gently, "I already told you, I don't plan on traveling with anyone."

Pyrix cocked her head to one side. "Nine?"

Eri laughed once. "Of course you'd think she was nice. She gave you a compliment, after all. Now let's get going before everyone else decides to leave."

"Nine…" Pyrix knew she wouldn't have any luck changing Eri's mind and followed after her trainer, taking her usual position by Eri's side.

The path that Eri chose was narrower and not as well traveled as the main route to Cherrygrove City, but it was still on the map and would get her there nonetheless. 'This path is a longer way, but it passes through more forest. That will give us more time to catch wild Pokemon and train before the first gym. And it looks like most of the other trainers are traveling in groups. I'll definitely cover more ground and move faster traveling alone, even on a longer path.' Before long, Eri and Pyrix came to a denser area of the forest, where the leafy canopy blocked out most of the sun's rays, save for splotchy patches that found their way through the gaps in the branches. Underneath, the air was pleasantly cooler and less humid, with the cries of wild Pokemon being the only sounds to break the peaceful silence. As she walked, Eri closed her eyes contentedly and lifted her face to feel the sparse rays of warm sunlight that breached the forest canopy. The stresses of travel and the noisy, overcrowded lab soon melted away as a peaceful reverie overtook Eri's mind.

"This is nice…" Eri remarked, looking down at her companion. "What do you think, Pyrix?"

"Nine nine!" Pyrix replied happily with a nod of her head.

The trees gradually opened up to reveal a small clearing, and a tree stump made for an ideal place to sit. "How about a lunch break?" Eri asked, sitting on the old piece of wood.

"Nine!" Pyrix answered, sitting in front of Eri. Then she nudged the other Pokeball attached to Eri's belt as if in reminder.

"Oh right…" Eri still had to talk with Arod about his behavior back at the lab. Luckily, the past couple of hours spent walking in silence had done wonders to clear her head, so she knew she wouldn't lose her temper talking to her Pokemon now. She unclipped Arod's Pokeball and pushed the button to expand it. "Arod, come on out!" The ball opened, and the young Ponyta materialized from the red light. Arod shook out his mane, saw Eri, and hung his head with a sad whinny, as if expecting punishment.

"It's all right, I'm not mad anymore," Eri began, standing up and taking a step closer. "It's just…I've been with Pyrix for so long that I don't really know how to open up to other Pokemon or how to deal with all their different personalities. I hope you'll be patient with me while I figure this out." She reached out and stroked Arod's cheek, slowly moving her hand towards his neck.

"Ouch!" Eri suddenly jerked her hand back as the fire from Arod's mane burned the skin on her fingers. Arod snorted and gave her a defiant expression.

"Nine!" Sensing her trainer's distress, Pyrix rushed to Eri's side and looked up at her worriedly.

"No, it's okay, Pyrix. He has every right to be mad…" Eri said, clutching her injured hand against her chest. She recalled Arod with her other hand and stared thoughtfully at his Pokeball, which rested in her palm. 'This is going to be harder than I thought…'
 

Vorteld

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A NEW LEAF IS TURNED FOR ANTHONY


Anthony Highgate bounced happily through the streets of New Bark Town. Even though he had fallen asleep on the ferry, he was pretty sure that there was still Pokémon left in this.... err... Professor Pillow, was'nt it? Anyway, in his laboratory. Anthony was as happy as a child on Christmas Eve. Well, that was a pretty common feeling for Anthony, but today it was different. It was a mixture of bubbling happiness an a rush of excitement with just a little golden touch of mint added together. Finally was he going to get a new Pokémon, a new friend. And together, Anthony Highgate, Melvin the Meditite and some new Pokémon from professor... professor... Swillow or something were going on neeew adventures! He just hoped he could get himself a traveling company on the way. A new human friend to share is experiences with.​

Anthony spotted the laboratory in the distance and broke into a run. He was almost squealing of exicement and half ran, half danced towards the building. He kept his eyes focused on the laboratory that meant a new start to him. Mistake. Of course he did'nt notice the dent in the road. He stumbled and almost tripped, he was thrown foward, but managed to keep on his feet. A sudden dread filled him as he saw his fedora fly off his head, and without thinking he lunged after it. He got himself a rather uncomfortable blow in his cheek, but at least he caught the hat. Stumbling to his feet and placing the hat on the head once again he continued the sprint, paying no heed to his clothes, which were now grimed in dust.​

At last he bustled in the door to the laboratory ans looked aound in excitement. As he tried to find that... professor something, he was approached by an aide. Anthony followed the man's look to his dirty clothes and flushed.

"Oh... um, sorry bout that" he said and tipped his hat. "I'm Anthony Highgate, and I'm here to see Professor Killow" The aide gave him a half-hearted smile and said "Make that Professor Willow, and follow me" Anthony slapped his forehead as he followed. Of course! Willow it was! He was just so stupid sometimes...​

When introduced to the professor, Anthony shook his hand vigorously. "Good day, professor Willow! I'm Anthony Highgate! It's so nice to meet you! Have you got any.. you know..." Willow chuckled and showed him to a table with a Pokéball.

"Just wait as I upgrade your Pokédex" he said. Anthony stood tripping for what seemed like an eternity, staring at the round thing on the table. When professor Willow handed it back, he couldn't get any longer than "Okay, n..." before Anthony had grabbed the Pokéball and tossed it. In a flash of light something that looked like a lobster with large eyes and round claws appeared. Anthony could'nt help cry with delight as he pointed his new Pokédex at it.​

"Corphish. The Ruffian Pokémon. Corphish will eat anything and uses its sharp claws to catch prey".​

"A Corphish! WOW!" Anthony cried and hugged the thing as it tried to pich his ears with it's claws. He turned and started walking out of the lab when he heard a cough behind him. He slapped his forehead agin. Of course. He turned and shook the professor's hand again. "I'm so happy! Thanks a lot, professor Millow!" And with that he was on his way out again.​

Once outside he called out Melvin so he could meet his new teammate. they seemed to get along fine. "You need a name, little friend" he said. "How about... Calvin? Calvin the Corphish!" The Ruffian pokémon nodded and smiled happily, and Anthony was almost in euphoria. then he remebered something. A friend to share experiences with. There were many youngsters outside the lab, but none of them looked particularly interesting. Then he noticed a short, but powerfully built man sleeping on the grass ith an ape-like Pokémon beside him. And in Anthony's mind, something said click. He knew that for no particurlar reason, he liked that guy. He would make a good companion.​

Anthony jogged over to the sleeping man with Melvin and Calvin tailing behind. How to wake him up and introduce himself? The easy way of course. Anthony prodded the sleeeping guy with his toe and said:

"Hello there! Whats up?"​
 
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Konekodemon

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I decided to give this forum one more chance at Roleplaying as other forums aren't modding me fast enough for my liking.

Name: Kairi Hill

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Personality: She is very nice and trusting. Kind to her Pokemon. But she does conplain a lot. Kairi really hates walking a lot. Her feet get sore when she does a lot of walking.

She likes to ride her bike instead. When Kairi loses her temper though, she's like a hurricane, so watch out. She loses her temper whenever she sees someone being mean to Pokemon, or just being stuck up. She can't stand stuck up people. But she is very faithful to her friends and Pokemon. Kairi loves anything that's cute or beautiful.

She goes on beauty. Beautiful and cute Pokemon are her life. She loves them so very much. Her favorite types of Pokemon are water types. She doesn't know why, there is just something beautiful and magical about water types that she just loves.

But her favorite Pokemon are Pachirisu and Pikachu. She thinks there the cutest out of all other Pokemon out there. But she may like Pikachu a lot more then Pachirisu. But she can't stand ghost Pokemon. She is very afaird of ghost Pokemon. When she was very tiny, she got frighten by a Genger, and ever since then she's been very afaird of ghost types. She can't stand to be anywhere near them at all. They frighten her so much.

Kairi believes there can be peace between humans and Pokemon. She believes that one day there will be such a strong connection between humans and Pokemon that humans will be able to understand Pokemon speech. She also believes in not keeping her first Pokemon inside a PokeBall. She likes to keep it outside with her all of the time.

Appearance: Kairi is of avange height at 5'' 2''. Not too tall or too short for her age. Even though she always thinks she's too short. She weights 100 pounds. She's always conplainning about her height and weight. She thinks she's too short and that she weights too much.

She has very long brown hair, going straight down her back. Her hair is very thight as well. It is always a pain brushing it. Kairi conplains a lot about taking care of her hair. It is so hard for her to take care of it. She has to use a special shampoo for it all the time. She hates that as well.

She wears a sleeveless blue shirt, a red short skirt, red and white shoes, and very long blue socks that go up to her ankles. Kairi always wears the same thing every day. Expect during the Winter time, when she wears a tight blue coat. Under it is a blue sweater, and she wears blue sweat pants and brown fuzzy boots.

She is very pale white skinned. She hates her skin color a lot. She is pale skinned because she gets sick a lot. Sometimes if she's really, REALLY sick her skin color turns a light green color. She always got made fun of in school cause of her pale skin color. All the kids at school gave her the nickname,'Ghost' cause her skin is so pale it's almost the color of a ghost.

But Kairi's eyes are very beautiful. She has very pretty light blue eyes. Her eyes are the same color as the sky. Her family's always telling her how pretty her eyes are. Kairi blushes and looks away. Kairi has never thought that her eyes were that pretty but everyone else seems to think so. So she just lets it slide.

She carries a side sag with her that she carried across her shoulder. Her bag can carry a lot of things inside it. She has had this bag since she went to Pokemon School. It's her most prized item, since it was given to her by her missing father. She treasures it always.

History: Kairi was born, and raised in johto, at New Bark Town. She loved going outside and picking flowers. She has a very beautiful flower garden that her mother sometimes helps her with. She plants all kinds of flowers there, but her favorite kinds of flowers are sun flowers.

Her parents divorced when she was two years old. She has been living with her mother since then. She doesn't know what happened to her father. He disappeared about a year later after the divorce, and Kairi hasn't seen him since then. It's like her father just disappeared off the face of the earth. No one has seen her father since then.

Her and her mother sometimes sell the flowers. One day Kairi was watching TV, and heard about all children starting out as Pokemon trainers or coordinators, and getting there first pokemon from the lab. "Wow! That's what I always wanted to do, become a master coordinator just like my mom," Kairi said getting excited.

The next day she went and got her starter. With her starter she feels as if she can handle anything. So she starts her journey. Kairi hopes that this journey will lead to her missing father. She misses him so much. She hopes to find him while on this journey. She will look for clues to his disappearance.

She will find him no matter what. She will not quit until she has found her father and finds out what happened to him. She hopes that he's still alive at least. Oh well, she figures that one day she'll find out if she just keeps on searching and never quitting.

Her mother has a Glameow. She'd like to catch one of those while on her journey. Maybe she can use it to find her father. Or maybe not. Kairi decides that anything she can think of is worth a try. As long as she finds her father she doesn't care how she finds him. As long as she finds him. And she will find him someday, somehow. No matter what she will find him.

Pokémon: A female Pachirisu. She got it as a present for her last birthday. It has been her pet. But now she decided to take it with her on her journey.

Pokémon Registration: I would like the Region to be Sinnoh please. Electric or water please. Any one of them is find by me.

Post Sample(From a RPG forum I'm in called Kyoto Region)

Spoiler:
 

Legend

Kingslayer
1,308
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15
Years
OOC: Sorry for the last response. Getting ready for a vacation.

Now under normal circumstances, Carden is a heavy sleeper. Only natural disasters and his phone's vibrate can wake him up. His heavy sleep resulted from his tendency to be extremely tired after a day of work. Dealing with inexperienced managers who cannot handle simple tasks, angry customers who feel the need to complain, and lazy executives who make Carden complete every task are all part of the company life Carden has become a part of. The factors become unbearable and sleep becomes his easiest way of escape.

Returning his current state of affairs, Chimchar learned his masters first of many quirks the hard way. As a large figure approached, Chimchar urged his master to awaken from his slumber with small pushes. The heavy frame of Carden is a difficult obstacle to overcome and Chimchar's efforts eventually flat. The figure stood above Chimchar, towering over the tiny, insignificant monkey. Chimchar was poised to attack and defend his master, probably in an attempt to prove his worth. However, the figure only poked his master and spoke:

"Hello there! What's up?"

Chimchar was aware that was a greeting and he posed no threat, however a new threat did emerge: His awakening master. With sudden rage, Carden performed a kip-up and leapt off the ground and starting checking his surroundings. "Who was the little jerk off that woke me up? Come on, I'll show that toddler who is boss!" As his master panicked, Chimchar tugged the leg of his jeans in order to get Carden's attention. "What's up Chimchar?" Carden asked as he turned to his newly acquired Pokemon with a fire of rage in his eyes. "Can't you see I need to teach some children a lesson?" Chimchar sighed and pointed at the figure responsible. Carden simply redirected his attention to the target of the point and a countenance of confusion conquered his face. The man was tall and frail, the exact opposite of Carden's physique. His taste in clothing was repulsive with odd colors and terrible choices on what to actually wear. Nothing matches on this guy. No way he would make it in society with that, Carden thought to himself. "You the one who woke me up? Just because you are tall and stuff doesn't mean you can pick on short people! You think because you are some giant elf you can pick on Dwarves?! Gnomes!? Midgets? I'll show you!" Carden readied a fist but laid his fist down after regaining control. "Eh, screw it. I need to leave anyway. I have to head to Cherrygrove....We aren't done. I'll knock respect into you sooner or later. With those clothes you stick out way too much. So I'll find you." Carden picked up his bags and ordered Chimchar to follow him, heading out of New Bark's borders towards the west. To Cherrygrove.
 

Omega Saikon

The Highest Power
189
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16
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  • Age 31
  • Seen Feb 10, 2015
OOC; Sorry for being inactive this week, been real busy with practice afterschool and everything. I'm writing a post to be posted tomorrow. (:

And I'll get to reading all of the sign-ups tomorrow. Keep it up people!
 

Guardian Bridget

Wishful Thinker
3
Posts
14
Years
Hmm..I'll give this a shot! ^_^ This is my first post on these forums. I have roleplayed before, but never a Pokemon-related one! This outta be fun! Here's my filled-out form!

Name: Bridget N. Cotterill (nicknamed "Bridge")
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Bridget is rather shy and quiet, but is also a bit of a pushover, despite being a loyal and trustworthy friend to many. She hides her emotions and feelings well, and is best described as sweet. She does have a clever mind and can "corner" people using her words on occasion. She's sarcastic every now and then, and can become jealous, though no one can tell, due to her hiding of emotions well. She's laid back in additude, never the one to be a leader nor be fierce.
Appearance: Bridget has shoulder-length brown hair with natural light brown and blonde highlights throughout. Her hair is layered, and she usually wears it down. She has gray eyes and an inquizitive face about her. She's of medium height, around 5'7'', and her build is normal, somewhat curvey. She's built like a good and solid 1st baseman for softball, but she's noted as being rather beautiful, despite her non-petite frame.She's usually found wearing worn-out and faded blue jeans with a simple brown long sleeved shirt. She will sometimes wear a hoodie over this, depending on the weather and such. She also wears flip-flops, weather permitting.
History: Bridget's hometown is Lavender Town in the Kanto region. She lives there with her grandparents, curators of Lavender Tower, seeing as her parents are both Enviromental Scientists who travel abroad to research the enviroments and how the Pokemon are affected by them. Her grandparents have recently given her the privelege to explore and travel on her own, which reseulted in her diverse Pokemon team. She often trained her team in the south parts of Rock Tunnel, and made errand runs for her grandparents to cities all over Kanto.
Pokémon: Espeon (nicknamed Espy). Espeon is female, and she's very cautious, skeptical and tactful in her nature. Though she may not be the strongest Pokemon around, she is one of the smartest, only attacking as her last resort. She's a quick mover and thinker and a very loyal Pokemon to all who are on her side. The rest of Bridget's team, although not along for this roleplay, is composed of Ninetales, Delibird, Mismagius, Teddiursa and Wartortle. Her other Pokemon are trained in their Psychic abilities, despite their types not being Psychic. (i.e. Ninetales learning Calm Mind and Dream Eater.)
Pokémon Registration: Kanto, Flying.
Post Sample: (I've yet to post a Pokemon-related roleplay post, so please bear with me!)
Bridget looked up at the sun, its golden rays lighting up the eastern sky. The cool air swept from behind her, causing her hair to brush against her face. She raised a hand to sweep the hair away, followed by a distinct yawn and a morning stretch. She then looked down at Espy, her female Espeon.
"Good morning, Espy! Did you sleep well? Last night was the first night in a good while that it didn't rain..." Bridget smirked, smiling.
"Espe-espeon!" Espeon replied. All of the sudden, Espeon turned towards the woods behind them, her large ears flicking.
Bridget looked down towards Espeon. "Espy, what is it girl?" She said, a concerned tone in her voice.
Espeon stood completely still, apart from her ears flicking atop her head. A deep growl could be heard from behind the brush of the woods. The growl became louder as the moments passed on.
"We should get out of here, Espy." Bridget replied, beginning to pick up her pack. Espy, on the other hand, stayed completely still, fixated on the growling in the woods.
"Come on, Espy!" Bridget said, pleading to get her Pokemon to snap out of it.
 

Century

CANDY FUCHSiA BUiCK
85
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14
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  • Seen Jan 26, 2019
Name: Century

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Personality: Century is an enigma in almost every aspect. He goes under the moniker 'Century' to keep people from knowing who he really is. He never lets people find out about him, always directing the few conversations he has away from his personal information. He is quiet for the most part, and outside of battle, keeps completely to himself. But when a battle rolls around, the tables turn for Century, as he becomes a trainer who desires to succeed and be the best. And he lets that show through with his words, yelling out commands to his pokemon. As quiet as Century is, he loves and cares for his pokemon, and nurtures them with all of his affection, something unknown to most.

Appearance: Century's appearance is mostly in black. Dressed up in a black trenchcoat and black combat boots, Century keeps himself covered physically, as well as mentally. His jet black hair is a little shaggy, with his bangs barely covering his deep, oceanic blue eyes. Underneath his right eye, is a scar which seems to be the only way into his past, as nothing else is ever said about it. Century is always accompanied by his Murkrow sitting on his shoulder, a symbol of bad luck itself says something about Century. His black coat and boots are never changed out for any other clothing, whether its thirty degrees above or forty below.

History: Since Century's history is revealed to nobody, unless they manage to make themselves extreme close to the enigma, here it is.

When he was around ten, Century ran away from home because of an arguement with his parents that stated that he couldn't have pokemon because they promoted 'violence', something that enraged Century because while all his friends were out starting to train their pokemon, Century was stuck with nothing. So, Century ran into a forest outside of his town of Pallet and sat. And cried.

But, his crying stopped when he saw a curious Murkrow sitting in front of him, an honest sincerity in its eyes. Century stared at the pokemon in amazement, before he heard a buzzing off in the distance. He turned to look toward the commotion, and saw a Beedrill headed directly towards him, with its sharp limbs extended directly at Century.

Before he could react, he was struck below the right eye, knocking him directly into the ground, making him lose consciousness. When he woke up, not only did he see a fairly abnormal amount of blood on the ground, he saw that Murkrow was still there, and hadn't abandoned him. He was touched emotionally, and decided from that day forth, he wasn't going home, and he certainly wasn't going to go to a hospital for his injuries, as that would reveal his location to his parents.

Pokémon: Murkrow: Century's Murkrow is extremely loyal to him, and curious about new things that he hasn't seen before, opting to usually check out his interests.

Pokémon Registration: Johto, Fire

Post Sample: (Can be copied from another RP you were previously in, although make sure it's in spoiler tags)

(I'll put one up later, I'm too tired right now.)
 

D i v i n e X

Pichu, don't touch that knife!
42
Posts
14
Years
Name: Burreto Hagane (Bullet)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Bullet is relatively quite, always keeping himself to himself. He is dark, mean and selfish. He only fights for himself and so he can grow stronger. He states that he is a lone wolf and does never work in a team. He opens up to certain people who can open up to him, same with pokemon. His compel to winning is over the top, he always wants to win and hates losing, sometimes after losing he will train non stop to battle until he challenges the same trainer againing, hope to beat him. He has a record of 68 wins and 10 loses, and 2 draws. He is considered a professional battler, having been seen on TV more than 10 times.

Appearance: He has brown hair, with a long fringe. It covers his left eye. His eyes are bright blue, and a scar underneath the eye he covers. He wears a black jacket with yellow patches on it, he leaves it open, underneath is a white tank top. His muscles are slightly built from all his training. He has been seen as a sporty type, as well. He wears skinny black pants, but not skin tight, they are also baggy. He wears yellow and black hightop shoes. His bag is straped normally, its yellow and black. He places his pokeballs on his belt and wears a black Poketch and has his black Pokedex strapped to his belt too.

History: He went to the Jubilife trainers academy and is intelligent and strong. He graduated at the age of 12, with the abilities of a pro 22 year old battler. He was chosen by Professor Rowan to own a Pokedex. He started his journey at the age of 12, and finished at 13. He was neglected by humans for being too smart, so he went to Pokemon for his friends. But then he was blamed that he used his pokemon as mere tools for his own use. After that he started to do so. He trains his pokemon harshly and effectively. His won the Sinnoh League at 13, then for the next year spent time training new pokemon at the Sinnoh Battle Frontier, then at the age of 1

Pokémon: Weavile. He started with this pokemon, being one of the few he trusts. It is similiar to him, resembling his exact style of battle and never really loses many battles, only ever having of fainted over 10 times. Its speed is phenomanal, and its attack it strong. Its fur is also pitch dark.

Pokémon Registration: Johto, Dark.

Post Sample: I got none, but I'm experienced with 1 year and a half of roleplay.
 

Omega Saikon

The Highest Power
189
Posts
16
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  • Age 31
  • Seen Feb 10, 2015
Sorry for everybody who has sign-up, but I'm only going to choose one more member, and it's Umbreongirl (you'll get a Bulbasaur). Her's was by far the most interesting. To all other registrations, sorry you have to be declined, but try again next time.
 

KillehKiwi

Fluent in Sarcasm.
458
Posts
14
Years
"Yes!" Gabby cheered as the Pokeball finally lay still. "I caught a Pidgey!" She pumped her fist in the air in triump. "Hey, Pidgey, come on out!" Gabby said as she picked up the Pokeball from the ground and threw it into the air.

"Pidg?" Pidgey looked at Gabby in wonder. Gabby got on her knees to get a better look.

"Hold still. This won't hurt you." Gabby cooed at the Pidgey as she pulled out her Pokedex. "Well well well. Your a little girl, aren't you? And you know the moves Gust, Scratch, Peck, Tackle, and Quick Attack. Great! Well, I'm Gabriella, your new trainer. I wonder what I should call you. . ." Gabby looked over the Pokemon.

"Pidg!" the Pidgey greeted her new master, waiting for her new nickname.

"I've got!" Gabby said, snapping her fingers. "I'll call you Wing. Do you like that?"

"Pidg! Pidg!" the newly named Wing flapped her wings in excitement.

"Haha! Well, you need to meet Alice. Come on out, Alice!" GAbby told Wing, throwing her last Pokeball up into the air.

"Pooch! Poochyena!" Alice was excited to meet another new Pokemon. Alice wlked up to Wing and sniffed her. Rose also walked up, greeting her new friend.

"Bui! Bui. . .bui." Rose said, sounding sheepish. It looked like she was apologizing to Wing for hurting her.

"Pigdey." Wing nodded, seeming to accept Rose's apology.

"Well, you guys. Gotta set up camp. Do you guys wanna sleep out or in your Pokeballs?" Gabby asked them.

Wing hopped up to Gabby, pointing with her beak to her belt, as did Rose. Alice stayed where she was.

"Ok. Rose, Wing. Return." Gabby held up their Pokeballs, and they disappeared. "Lets start setting up camp. I brought a small tent to sleep in. I was hoping to get to Cherrygrove, but thats ok." Gabby said to Alice.

Alice and Gabby worked for only about 20 minutes until the tent was up, sleeping bag unrolled, and clothes changed. "Ok, lets get some shut-eye, Alice. We got another long day of walking tomorrow." Gabby announced as she crawled into the tent, ready for a good night's sleep.

"Pooch." Alice agreed as she curled up next to Gabby.

A light rain was starting outside.
 

Vorteld

Lord of the Underworld
228
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14
Years
Anthony blinked and stared after the short guy busying off into the distance. The childish temper flared up within him.

"Hey! What's your problem!?" he shouted after the stocky dude. Melvin tugged his pants, and Anthony instantly felt the rage go down. It was replaced bu terrible guilt. The poor guy. He couldn't have many friends with that attitude. And judging from what he had said, he didn't like being so short either. Perhaps his fellows teased him. Anthony almost shed a tear. Well, he couldn't let the man by himself. Who knows what his mind can fall to if he continues like that, he thought. Thinking fast, Anthony recalled Calvin and Melvin before running after the man.

He quickly made it up to him. "Hey! Mr. Stocky!", he yelled. Panting, Anthony stopped beside him.

"You know, Mr. Stocky", he said, "I'm headed for Cherrygrove City as well! What do you say to us traveling together?" He took a few steps forward and posed in a scoutlike fashion. "To the adventure that awaits us!".

Anthony laughed and turned to the man. He placed his hand on the shorty's shoulder, completely ignoring the expression on his face. "Hey, come on Mr. Stocky" Anthony smiled. "I think I know your game. Eh, those clothes are pretty expensive, huh? Let me guess: Sole child? They are often loners and self-reliant guys, but even those need friends. Trust me, Mr. Stocky, I am one myself! And just because people teases you for your height, it's nothing to worry about".

Of course, a guy who said that last bit would need either tremendous guts or a complete lack of common sense. In Anthony's case, it was the last. Not that his mouth was faster than his brains. On some occasions he just lacked the brains altogether.
 

silvanarrow

A figment of your imagination
136
Posts
14
Years
A Visitor in the Night

OOC: Glad to see you're back, Omega! Thanks for answering my question! Now I can post the next part!

After a short lunch break, Eri and Pyrix continued along the trail towards Cherrygrove City until the sun started to lean towards the horizon, painting the sky in shades of red, orange, and purple. "We should make camp before it gets dark," Eri remarked, looking up through the gaps in the tree branches.

"Nine," Pyrix agreed.

After walking a short distance, Eri and Pyrix found a relatively open stretch of ground alongside the trail. Eri gathered an armload of fallen branches, made a fire pit, and had Pyrix light the wood with a Flamethrower. Before long, she had a simple stew boiling in a small pot over the fire while Pyrix and Arod ate from bowls containing Pokemon food. Arod, however, was still acting standoffish like earlier in the afternoon and cast Eri wary glances from time to time while he ate. When Eri and her Pokemon had finished eating, the brunette sighed and asked, "Still mad at me, huh?" Arod raised his head and regarded her silently. "I'll take that as a yes. Still, I hope you'll give me a second chance in the future." With those last words, she recalled him for the night.

Feeling a worried set of eyes, Eri looked to the side and met Pyrix's understanding gaze. "I honestly don't know what else to do, Pyrix. I'm one day into this journey, and I've already screwed up big time," she said with a helpless shrug of her shoulders.

"Nine…" Pyrix scooted closer and licked Eri's cheek tenderly.

"Oh right, I haven't brushed you yet today," Eri suddenly remembered. She reached around and rummaged in her backpack for Pyrix's brush. She stretched her legs out and patted them. "Come here."

"Nine!" Pyrix replied happily. She lay across Eri's lap contentedly while her trainer gently ran the brush through the fur covering her back and tails. A comfortable silence fell over the small campsite while Eri engrossed herself in the simple task of grooming her Pokemon. Keeping Pyrix's fur in good condition took a lot of effort, but these daily brushings were one of her favorite parts of the day. This intimate, unspoken communication that they had shared over the years was one of the things that had strengthened and sealed their bond from the time Eri was very young, even while she was sick and bedridden.

While her hand worked the brush seemingly of its own accord, Eri's gaze strayed to the hypnotic sway of the flames as they slowly consumed the wood, and her mind idly registered how much they resembled Arod's mane. 'I will find a way to make things right with him. I promise…'

However, she didn't know to whom she was making such a promise.

The sky was pitch black, its velvety tapestry interrupted only by the twinkle of countless stars, by the time Eri put away her brush. "All done. How does that feel?" she asked.

"Nine nine!" Pyrix replied, wagging her tails in appreciation.

Eri laughed softly and smiled. "I'm glad. Well, we should probably get some sleep. We've still got a long way to go before we get to Cherrygrove City." She laid her sleeping bag by the fire, which was now dwindling to a few embers, and wriggled into it, lying on her back to look up at the stars. Pyrix lay down beside her and rested her head on Eri's chest. Eri wrapped an arm around Pyrix's neck affectionately as her eyelids started to droop. "Good night, Pyrix…" She was asleep moments later, lulled to her dreams by the chorus of nocturnal Pokemon and the soothing warmth radiating from Pyrix.

Later that night…

The fire had long since died down, and the temperature had gotten significantly cooler, as the last remaining heat from the sun dissipated in the breeze. Pyrix's ears perked up at the sound of a soft rustling that felt awfully close to where she and her trainer were sleeping. She carefully lifted her head from Eri's chest, careful not to wake her, and glanced from side to side, surveying the area for any danger. She detected a slight movement from the corner of her eye and spotted a small, dark figure on the other side of the fire pit. Being a diurnal Pokemon, Pyrix's night vision was mediocre at best, but she could tell that its head was rummaging around in Eri's backpack.

"Nine!" Interpreting the intruder as a threat, Pyrix leapt to her feet in a battle stance and unleashed a weak Flamethrower at it as a warning, though careful not to set Eri's backpack on fire and burn all their supplies. The figure – whatever it was – gave a start and flew into a tree in a flurry of…feathers?

Eri's eyes flew open, and she leapt to her feet, brandishing a flashlight in one fluid motion. "What's wrong, Pyrix?" she demanded rather than asked, her survival instincts kicking into overdrive.

"Ni-nine!" Eri followed Pyrix's gaze with the beam of her flashlight and quickly discovered the identity of the intruder: a lone Pidgey perched in the branches of an oak tree.

"What the…" The contents of Eri's backpack were strewn across the ground, most notably her stash of Pokemon food. "The little thief…" she growled under her breath. Turning a furious gaze to the Pidgey, she shouted, "Hey, what do you think you're doing, stealing our supplies?"

Instead of flying away in fright, the Pigdey stared back at Eri in defiance. "Pidg pidgey!" it chirped resolutely.

"We'll teach you to steal from us! Pyrix, use Quick Attack!" Eri commanded. Under normal circumstances, Eri would probably be overreacting. After all, it was just a harmless Pidgey. But her frustration over Arod combined with waking up in the middle of the night thinking she was under attack certainly didn't help her mood.

Pyrix dashed toward the tree so quickly she was almost a blur and leaped up, making a beeline for the Pidgey. However, it had the advantage from its perch in the tangled branches and managed to dodge the attack at the last second before flying off into the darkness.

Pyrix landed on the ground, frustrated at her inability to track the fleeing Pokemon in the darkness, and glanced back at Eri, awaiting her command. "Just let it go, Pyrix," Eri ordered. Pyrix relaxed and returned to her side. 'Why would a single Pidgey be wandering around at night like that? Shouldn't it be with a flock? This journey just keeps getting weirder.'

Without warning, a sudden coughing fit wracked Eri's body and nearly had her doubled over as she gasped for breath and shivered. She hadn't noticed with Pyrix sleeping beside her and sharing her warmth, but the air was much cooler than she had expected for the middle of summer.

"Nine!" Pyrix pressed her body against Eri's leg in a feeble attempt to share her warmth with her trainer.

"I'm…okay," Eri croaked as her coughing subsided. "It's just a bit cooler here in the forest, what with all the shade blocking the sun's heat and everything…" Pyrix watched in concern as Eri crawled back into her sleeping bag and rolled onto her side. Pyrix lay down beside her and stretched out lengthwise, pressing her body against Eri's back and spreading her tails over her legs like an extra blanket. 'Still, it's probably best if we get out of this forest as quickly as possible,' Eri thought before she drifted into an uneasy sleep.
 

Konekodemon

The Master of Pokemon Breeding
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  • Age 39
  • NC
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Kairi and her Pokemon, Pachirisu were in a plane flying to the Johto Region. Her Pachirisu was curled up on the seat next to Kairi's sleeping. Her and Pachirisu had been though a lot together, traveling around Kanto. They'd been in the Pokemon League, the Battle Frontier and had even visited the Orange Islands, which Kairi had found fun and exciting.

The two of them were now heading for the Johto Region for more Adventures. Kairi couldn't wait to get to New Bark Town. The Professor there, Professor Willow had told her that he had gotten a special Pokemon for her. Kairi couldn't wait to see what Pokemon it was.

Anyway, after they'd been flying for awhile, the plane landed in New Bark Town,'The town where winds of new beginnings blow.' Kairi shoke up Pachirisu to wake her up,"Pachi," she said as she woke up,"Come on sleepy head. The plane has landed. We have to get going now," Kairi told her.

Pachirisu, yawned and got up, getting onto Kairi's shoulders. Kairi got her backpack and left the plane. She walked though New Bark Town with Pachirisu on her shoulders until she came to the lab.

Kairi knocked on the door and Professor Willow answered it,"Why, hello there. You must be Kairi. I've been expecting you, come on in," he said letting Kairi inside his lab. Kairi looked around. The lab was pretty big,"Wait right here ok," the Professor told Kairi. She went and waited in his living room.

A moment later he came out carrying five PokeBalls and a very small blue looking Pokemon. It had big mouse like ears, a long tine tail that had a a yellow star shape on it at the end. Half it's body was blue while the other was black and it had very big bright eyes.

"Here is the Pokemon Kairi. It is called a Shinx. It is an electric type Pokemon," He said handing it to her,"Wait! Don't I already have an electric type?" She asked, pointing at her Pachirisu.

"Well, now you have two electric types," Professor Willow said with a grin. "Well I guess she is cute," Kairi said, calling her over to her,"Shinx," Shinx said as she walked over to Kairi. She picked up the Shinx and it licked her on the face,"Aww, isn't that sweet," Kairi grinned,"Ok, I'll take her."

Professor Willow then handed Kairi, the new improved Pokedex, five PokeBalls and the Shinx's ball,"I wish you good luck on your journey Kairi," The Professor told her.

"Thanks a lot," Kairi said. She put the five PokeBalls, Shinx's ball and the Pokedex in her bag. Holding Shinx in her arms with Pachirisu still on her shoulder she left the lab to begin her journey.

Kairi checked the map she had brought along with her. It looked like Cheerygrove City was about two hours away from here. Kairi put the map away. She then headed out for the first Route wondering what laid ahead of her and her Pokemon, and what she would find there, as well.
 

KillehKiwi

Fluent in Sarcasm.
458
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14
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"Wing! Hey, Wing! Where are you?" Gabby whispered into the darkness, only the small beam of her flashlight giving her any like-ness to where she was. Gabby was seething. Her first day out, and her Pidgey escapes when she's asleep. "Alice, can you see anything? Can you see Wing?" Gabby asked her companion.

"Pooch. . ." Alice shook her head no. Even with her unmatchable night-vision, Alice also wasn't able to find Wing. They trudged on, cold from the night air. Finally, after tripping and stumbling through the darkness, Gabby found a small camp. She swept the camp with her flashlight, taking care not to wake whoever was sleeping there by not pointing the flashlight too close to the tent.

"Wing?" Gabby whispered into the darkness. She waved the flashlight around the burnt out fire ditch, there was a small backpack it's contents sewn across the area around the fire ditch. Next to the backpack were small, faint bird tracks. They looked like Pidgey tracks.

Gabby sighed in exasperation. "Wing! I know you in those bushes!" Gabby called in a whisper. She had heard a faint rustling and a soft crowing. Gabby pointed her flashlight in the bushes, and Wing, sheepish, hopped out.

"Pidg!" Wing crowed, defiant.

"Wing, what is your PROBLEM? You run off, then you VANDALIZE and STEAL? I know your new to this kind of life, but if you need something, you can always ask me." Gabby voice started to soften.

"Pidg. . " Wing looked down in shame.

"We'll finish this talk later. It's late now. Return." Gabby whispered, and the Pidgey disappeared back into her Pokeball.

"Well, Alice. I'd better leave a note." Gabby said as she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen.

Dear Eri,
I am so very sorry for what my Pidgey did.
I just caught her, and she isn't accustomed to this life yet.
I have left some money to pay for anything she broke/took.
And a bag of special Ninetails food for your Ninetails.
I again apologize.

Gabriella.
AKA, the girl who knocked into you earlier today, with the black hair.

Gabby left this note, the food, and the money in front of the tent opening, hoping not to wake anyone who lay sleeping inside, and she began to walk away, as silently as possible.

"You know, Alice, we're gonna have a tough time with Wing." Gabby said, yawning. They reached thier tent as the first rays of sunshine began to peak over the horizon.
"Oh my gosh. It's already dawn. We'd better get a few more hours of sleep before we start on the road again." Gabby said as she crawled back into the tent.
 

Sola84

I'm just a ray of sunshine
41
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14
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Karl noticed some of the other trainers using that pokédex thing and remembered his in his pocket and pulled it out. "Now, how does this thing work?" He muttered as he opened it and smiled as it greeted him. He pointed it at his new pokémon to see what it said.

"Murkrow. The Darkness Pokémon. Many people believe that if you see a Murkrow at night, it will bring bad luck."

"Good job its day then." He laughed as his murkrow tilted its head at him with another mur sound. Karl put his new toy away and crouched down to the bird's level with a smile. "You know what? I'm gonna call you Murray." The murkrow just stared at his new trainer then replied with another call and hopped onto his shoulder. Karl laughed as Murray pruned his shaggy hair and spread his black wings out to balance as he stood up.

Suddenly the ginger haired man realised how quiet it was getting, all the other trainers were leaving on their journey. Great, it's going to be busy down the first route, so why rush?

"It would be nice to travel with another trainer." He said to Murray scanning the crowd with his hazel coloured eyes as he walked in a leisurely pace towards the next route. He greeted and smiled at those who gave eye contact, but none seemed interested in going with the shaggy looking bloke or felt content with their little group already. Did he smell or something? He did look a lot older due to his scruffy hair and hunched appearance then the other blokes his age, maybe that intimidated them? He shrugged it off, oh well.

People passed him by as he sauntered down the route whistling a tuneless melody while Murray flew overhead until he was alone on the route. He glanced around making sure nobody was nearby and took out a pokéball from his belt and pulled up his baggy jeans at the same time as he stopped. He chucked it upwards and released his other pokémon with a beam of light and caught the ball. Stan came out ready for a fight and seemed disappointed by the fact they were alone.

"No Stan, we're walking to the next city, but you have first dibs if we meet up with a wild pokémon." The murkrow landed on Karl's shoulder and peered down with his red eyes at the Nidorino curiously. "Oh yeah, we have a new pokémon, Murray. I got given him by the professor. Well one of his aides anyway." Stan didn't look impressed and both pokémon seemed content to ignore each other for the time being.

He started up walking again at a slow pace, which seemed partly from habit to let Stan keep up and partly to enjoy the surroundings and the peace as the sun slowly sunk down the blue sky.
 
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Chapter 1: Just A Memory.....Right?
Jazmine walked along the sandy path that winded towards the lab, Pyu balanced on her shoulder. "Today's the day….."Jazmine said happily. So why did she feel empty? She shook off the empty felling, and knocked on the cool metal door. "Come in!", a woman's voice called. Jazmine opened the door, and stepped inside. "Hi! I'm Jazmine and this is Pyu…we're….here for our companion Pokémon."
Yes…..I'm Professor Willow. Here" She handed Jazmine a Pokeball with a green acorn on it, five empty Pokeballs, and a new version of the simple Pokedex. Although, this one wasn't very simple. Buttons and switches, along with a few lights and a screen, covered the complex machine. "Thanks!", Jazmine said, and quickly left. As she reached the path again, she had a strange feeling someone was watching her.
"Let's go….Pokémon!" In a flash of red light, an acorn-looking Pokémon came out of the Pokeball. "Seedot!" it shouted. "Oh,Hi, Seedot! I'm Jazmine, your new trainer. I've seen you before….or…one of you…..ummm." She stared at the Seedot, which started walking around in circles. "Okay…." She scanned the Seedot with her Pokedex. "Seedot, the Acorn Pokémon. When it dangles from a tree branch, it looks just like an acorn. IT enjoys scaring other Pokémon. Its moves are: Bide, Harden, and Growth."the Pokedex said. "Cool!" Jazmine returned Seedot into its Pokeball. "Let's go", she said to Pyu.
Jazmine, Pyu, and Seedot had just finished eating and were walking down the path when they were stopped by a boy, about her age. "Excuse me, miss. A long time ago...I traveled with a girl. Her name was Jazmine. For years, I've been missing her. You remind me so much of her. Would you mind telling me your name?" Jazmine quickly thought of Sam, jumped a little, then nudged Pyu on her shoulder. Pyu charged up and shocked the boy's leg. "Ow! Strong little thing, aren't you?" he asked, letting a Dratini slip off his arms, from which it proceeded to use Wrap on the Pichu, which now couldn't move. "Sorry about that, Pichu, but I need an answer...you're strong for a Pichu, though..." he whispered to Pichu's ear. It looked annoyed for a moment, but eventually calmed down. "So...will you tell me your name?" the boy asked.

Jazmine's head spun. "Am I going mental?", she thought. She'd check and see. "Okay Pyu, Thundershock!" she said, as Pyu shocked the Dratini."Pyu...sheesh. More and more interesting. Oh well. Time to end this game. Return, Dratini. Come on out. Cranidos!" the boy said, who seemed a little excited. "Now! Smash it with Headbutt!" he yelled. She knew it could probably be Sam. The Craniados lowered its head and charged. Jazmine knew that Pyu was fast, but she also knew Cranidos was probably the fastest rock type she'd ever seen, especially with its extra boost due to the down hill turf. A rough crash later, Pyu was on the ground injured. Jazmine smiled. "Pyu!" She snapped her fingers, and Pyu immediately stood. She clapped slowly, snapped again, and Pyu jumped on her shoulder. "Okay.....maybe I'm Jazmine, maybe not. But what does it matter?"
"It shouldn't, but I can't get it out of my head, so I'll end this quickly. Cranidos, Headbutt again. But this time, make sure it stays down," he said. Jazmine was fairly certain it was him at this point. Cranidos charged, and jumped, hitting Pyu hard in the stomach and causing it to fly back into the ground, where it charged and hit it again. "Now. I'm fairly certain you are. That's the only way it could have taken Craindos's first hit. Its obviously friendly, so it would have evolved it it wasn't everstoned. Pyu is both those things. Therefore, I think you are Jazmine Torzela. I'm...not going to tell you who I am. Yet. Well, nice catching up, Jazmine," the boy said, tossing a mint at her in a way only he could do it. "Weirdo......", Jazmine muttered, and she scooped up Pyu and ran to the nearest Pokemon Center.
 
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