The Crystal OOC

Personality: Leon is aggressive, and primal. His feral nature is only kept in check by the King of Wither. Leon protects his homelands fiercely, and sees Arleon as its biggest threat. He leads troops into battle, charging ahead and taking anyone down who gets in his way. Leon has also sent soldiers to die without pity. He is not a person to be messed with, and will attack you for even speaking against the king. ​

Appearance: Leon wears a chainmail suit that was given to him by the Witherian King upon his coronation. He has a red cloth shirt that reaches out over his shoulder where the armor stops. Leon has lose plate armor strapped to his arms unconnected to allow more movement. He also has plate strapped to his legs in the same fashion as his arms, but it cuts off two inches above his ankles. He is wearing brown cloth pants beneath the plates. Leon has the classic Witherian helmet, a darker grey to match the chain and plate, and a closable vision with vertical lines. As a Lieutenant, he has a red flowing cape attached to his shoulder pieces. ​

Leon's hair is a dark brown, contrasting his light skin. He hasn't tanned much because of the fact that he spends his time in his armor, or in a tent. His deep blue eyes add to the steep contrast. His nose is rounded off, and is closer to his face, but doesn't hook in. Leon stands 5'11", and is slightly muscular, but not bulky. ​

History: Leon grew up in the Witherian lands before the king. His small village was attacked by a band of Arleon raiders when he was 13. He swore vengeance, and got together the 3 other survivors and set out. The small raggedy team quickly stole swords, and some broken up armor. Leon led them to the raiders' camp at night. One of them couldn't go through with it, and left. The three remaining teenagers attacked the squad of 5 men. With surprise on their side, they took out two quickly, but the others drew their swords, and fended them off. One of Leon's group mates was stabbed in the side, so the other helped him retreated. Leon "regrouped" in the forest by the camp. The Arleon soldier left, so Leon raided what was left of their camp. He was able to fashion out a suit of armor, and obtained a better sword. ​

Leon hadn't planned anything out, and just wandered Wither. Years went by, and a man was trying to unite Wither against the Arelons. Leon quickly joined up, and spent the next few years conquering, and uniting the Witherian tribes. When the leader was crowned, Leon was made a Lieutenant for his loyal service to the King. Now the war has started and Leon has been tasked with a special group of elite soldiers. The King only told him that much, and called them all to the war room.​

Pokemon: ​

Kabutops
Male​

Leon was given a crystal a month after the King's coronation when he was made first lieutenant on the ground. Leon adventured off with a small group of soldiers, and finally came across a Kabutops. Judging it to be strong enough after it knocked out his squad, Leon captured it with the crystal. Since then, Leon has grown more primal on the inside, and stronger and faster physically. ​

Name: Jennifer Gairin (Jen)
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Faction: Witherian

History: (I'm not sure of the standards set in Wither, so I might be making some of this stuff up...) Due to her father's involvement in the Witherian Army, and the fact that she was an only child, Jen dreamed of becoming a knight from a young age, acting out wars with her friends with wooden swords and bark shields. However, while the rest of her friends grew up and joined the ranks, her gender, size and build stood against her being allowed in. She was refused entry at the age of fourteen. During the next two years, she trained hard at various academies, learning to use her size to her advantage, as many underestimated her and their heavy armour made them slower in combat. Jen trained in close combat using kukri and learned stealth and speed techniques. She retook the entry exam when she was sixteen and this time was admitted due to her win over three of the five examiners, allowing her to join.

After having been officially within the ranks for two months, Jen was part of a travelling party scouting the lands, and it was then that she gained knowledge of the crystals and was not one to pass up the oppurtunity - she saw the power they held, to tame any Pokémon and bond their soul to your own. Around the same time, her interest in Pokémon grew; this was not coincidental. She surreptitiously searched for a partner, and was standing guard when she spotted Spoink from afar. The small Pokémon's speed and agility as it bounded through the streets of the village she was guarding appealed to her immediately, as did the shiny pink pearl it held on her head. Without hesitation, she darted up and pressed her crystal to the grey pig's side. It immediately flushed pearly pink and Spoink brushed against her affectionately, bonded to her very being.

Now that Jen has turned seventeen, the army has expressed interest in warring with Arleon. Jen has been called up to duty, and so she must make her way to the war room to begin the fight for what she believes in.

Personality: Jen is toughened and harsh, but with caring undertones - she always does what she believes to be the right thing, no matter how extreme, and this leads to her diverting onto quizzical tangents to her original aim, often for reasons no one else could understand. She is good at following orders otherwise, and has a good memory. Using her speed and agility in battle, she relates fights to her childhood games, thinking in terms of which actions are best to take and how she can use her petite figure to her advantage. Using this analogy, she thinks her way through situations one step at a time. Her general disposition is cheery but quick to anger, and equally quick to calm.

After bonding with Spoink, Jen's personality faced a small change in that she became a little more playful and taunting in her actions, much like the bouncing, teasting movement of a Spoink. Due to this, she will often tease an opponant before defeating them, should she be in the rightful position to do so.

In terms of general mannerisms, Jen has many. While thinking, she will place her left index finger on the center of her chin, and when sad or ashamed, she will run both hands through her hair, ruffling it up as she goes. She crosses her arms only ever to restrain herself, as she hates how it makes her look to be stood with both arms at her chest. There is no particular reason for this hatred; she simply dislikes the stance. Jen also has a tendancy to stand with both hands on her hips; again, there is no reason but habit.

It is worth noting that Jen has an irrational fear of bats, and by definition, bat Pokémon, including the Zubat line and Gligar line.

Appearance: Jen is a moderately short, thin girl at around 5'2" and weighing about 105lbs. She has very long, bushy brown hair down to her waist. She has tanned skin, only slightly, though, as she is naturally pale. Her eyes are wide and grey-blue, giving her an appearance of innocence. Her face is slightly wide but well-shaped, with a rounded chin and her nose is straight and narrow. In all, she appears almost "generic" in that she could be mistaken for someone else quite easily.

In her spare time, Jen's 'uniform' is navy leggings with a green tunic and brown leather belt on her hips, but during battle, she dresses completely in black, although with lightweight material so that she can move faster. She refuses armour as her battle style is based not on brunt but on agility. She uses two blades as a weapon, known as 'kukri' or Gurkha knives. She also does not wear shoes, as she prefers to feel the earth beneath her feet, and so her heels have hardened, making her soles resiliant.

Pokemon: Spoink
Jen's choice of a soul-bond stems from her far-off admiration of Spoink's natural speed and agility, teamed with the shininess of its pearl, which appealed her her (supressed) girly side. The crystal she used to soul-bond turned a shimmering, pearly pink. Since bonding with Spoink, Jen has become a little more playful in her actions, mirroring the Pokémon's personality.

Name:
Talulah Keagan

Gender:
Female

Age:
22

Faction:
Witherian

Personality:
Talulah is strong, having been raised by only her father—a respected warrior of the Wither courts—and her aunt. She's grown up despising the kingdom of Arleon, hearing stories of how the armies have always fought against Wither and attempted to force their will upon them. When it comes to her own people, she is very kind and used to making friends, having spent her days at a sort of daycare where many of the town's children stayed whilst their parents were busy. Most of the children there had fathers and mothers who were in the armies, and they would spend the days play-battling in the style they imagined their parents did. When she got older, she came back to help the woman running the daycare, and has developed an affinity for kids. This has also strengthened her hatred for the people of Arleon, as she feels she is meant to follow in her father's footsteps and defend the children she adores.

Talulah dislikes being thought of as weak or not as useful as other members of a unit, and works hard so that one day she might be as respected as her father. She is pleasantly surprised to have been soulbonded with Lise, but didn't realize up until now that such things could be done. Her loyalty to Wither is unquestionable, and her love for her father and aunt is unending. She is very intelligent and able to get the gist of situations easily, but she is also very hotheaded, refusing to give up or take no for an answer, and refusing to listen to others bad-mouth their government or kingdom. More than once she's gotten in trouble for roughing-up those who complain about the military or king.

History:
Talulah's father was an amazing warrior who worked his entire life to reach the highest ranks of the Witherian kingdoms army. Talulah grew up hearing stories of her father's battles, and of the terror of the Arleon armies that sought to force their will on the kingdom of Wither. When her father was gone at wars, she stayed with her aunt, who ran a daycare for the children who had one or more parents in the wars. Oftentimes, the children would spend months living with Talulah's aunts while their parents were away, and during her time there Talulah became a very outgoing person with many friends. Talulah had always seen pokemon out in the forests and fields, and the blacksmith of the town had managed to control the fire pokemon, but Talulah herself had never thought of bonding or working with the wild pokemon in the area. When she got older, Talulah helped her aunt to take care of the children, and developed a deep love for children, feeling this was just one more reason to fight for her people.

Talulah aspired all her life to fight the people of Arloen, but truly began training with her father at the age of 14, when he came home for a short period of time after being injured in battle. When he left her again, Talulah continued to train without him, and once Talulah had reached 19 she proudly left the safety of the daycare to fight in the wars. Her strength and determination, along with the reputation of father, allowed Talulah to earn rank quickly, bringing her home to become one of the personal knights of the kingdom by age 22. She was a bit disgruntled to return, but her father was relieved to know she was out of the line of battle. She suspects her father was in fact the person who asked her to be transferred home, but would never accuse him to his face. No matter what, she still wants to do all she can for her kingdom.

She was heading to visit her aunt's daycare after returning home, when she found the crystal. It caught her eye as she walked past the forest, glinting in the sunlight. She had thought it would be a shiny piece of metal she could show off to some of the children, and being fearless from her time in battle, she blindly wandered into the forest. The crystal was a bit farther back than she'd anticipated, and once she'd uncovered it from the dirt, she'd turned around to find a prinlup emerging from the lake nearby. It had blinked at her, preparing to run, when all at once the crystal began to glow a deep purple, before changing color completely. They'd stood there for a long moment, before the prinlup had waddled up to Talulah, placed its flipper on her leg armor, looked up at her, and chirped.

Needless to say, Talulah was extremely surprised. She placed the crystal in her pocket and tried to leave the creature, but it continued to follow her all the way to her aunt's house, chirping happily at her heels. At the daycare, the prinplup kept close to her, doing its best to eye the children from a safe distance. One girl ran up and patted it on the head, before backing away. The girl and prinplup eyed eachother for a long moment before the child looked up at Talulah, claiming the "lil boy pokehmahn" said its name was Lise. Talulah shrugged, accepting the fact happily, and the girl ran off, leaving Lise to stand tall behind Talulah.

Talulah's aunt suggested she go talk to higher ups, and so she went to the War Room, where her commanding officer would most likely be. Hopefully they would have the answers Talulah was looking for.

Appearance:
Talulah has had short hair since before she could remember, barely long enough to pass her earlobes. Not only is it easier to take care of, but there is less chance of it interfering in battle or work. It's a light honey-blond, and very silky from having been short and well taken care of her entire life. She stands at a good 5"7' without shoes, which isn't typical for a warrior. Her skin is a deep tan, and her eyes are a light green, matching her fathers. Her face is of her father as well, with a strong chin, a small nose, and large lips that express her emotion if and when she decides to display it. Talulah is strong and thin, having spent much of her life either in battle or training for it, and she has very long legs that would look excellent if she ever chose to wear a dress.

Talulah's armor consists of a metal breastplate, with sleeves branching out into metal gloves. This reaches to just below her crotch, overlapping a chainmail skirt that guards her midsection and the top half of her legs. Her leg armor begins beneath her knees, ending with metal feet-coverings, from which stem dangerous looking spurs. In this way, the only exposed section is her thighs.

Pokemon:
Species:
Prinplup

Name:
Lise

Name: Real name is unknown to all but two people, Blade and his Childhood friend named Jennifer (not the one here (unless she wants it to be. It was the first name that popped into my head, and I couldn't find another name that sounded right)). Even then Blade only knows his first name, Link. His name known the public (you'll understand in a moment.) is simply "Blade"
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Faction: Witherian
Personality:

Spoiler:
Before the Soul Bound:
Blade is a lethal, cunning, and stealthy warrior. Willing to fight for any cause if given a good enough reason. He can and will kill you if you get in his way. He isn't very trusting after an incident where he was almost killed by a "friend". When he is around friends, He is a very different person. He can be loud, or he can be quiet. He can become very defensive if a friend is threatened.
After Soul Bound with Ralts:
After the soul bound, Blade started to become a...happier... person. He almost always tried to find a peaceful solution. He also became much more trusting and defensive. He became much more likeable, and would go to many lengths to protect a friend.




Appearance:

Spoiler:
Without heavy armor/light armor:
Blade has thick, medium length, dark brown hair.One beautiful blue eye, and one gorgeous green eye. His eyes match the blades of his two swords. He stand 5'11" and has a muscular build to him, and has a decent tan. Before the soul bind, he is rarely seen without some form of armor on.
With armor:
Blade has two sets of armor. Stealth or infiltration, and full on battle. each set of armor has a different set of weapons.
His light armor is all black, meant to blend in with his surroundings at night. This is his main set of armor before heading to the war room. With this light armor, Blade has three deadly weapons. His unique blue bladed katana: Azzurro. His anomalous green bladed short sword Verde. And his hand-crafted set of throwing knives. He was taught to make knives by his long dead mentor, and former Blade.
His heavy armor consists of dark blue armor, made to have the light, whether it be sun or moon light, glint off the armor. It is hand crafted to be unique. This set of armor has been modified from normal sets, to provide large amounts of mobility... and lull the enemy into a false sense of security. The plates of the armor are made of harder than steel mithril. The sections between the plates are composed of three layers. The top layer is boiled leather strong enough to repel direct sword blows. The middle layer is comprised of thin sheets of mithril, thin enough to provide flexibility, thick enough to repel a direct thrust from a javelin. the bottom most layer is made of boiled cotton. In combination with the other two layers, can repel almost anything short of two-handed axes, swords, and a few longbows. This suit of armor was created after the soul bind so it has a different set of weapons. In battle, Blade becomes more defensive if he has companions with him. His main weapon is a long sword name Andulin. It is a standard longsword traced with mithril to add durability. He carries a large shield that is large enough to protect him, and is light to add mobility to protect companions. The shield is held together by tempered steel and mithril. This is to add as much durability as it can to protect his companions. His final weapon is long bow that is handed down by the Blades. Each Blade is trained in one type of weapon along with the long bow. That is their "specialty weapon". Blade's specialty weapon is the longsword.




History:

Spoiler:
The Blades are an ancient group of warriors that have worked together with pokemon since before calendars existed. Some believe that there is only one, immortal Blade. In reality, the title of "Blade" is passed down from father to son, or master to apprentice. The title of "Blade" is only given to the most skilled of a generation. Blade's father and mother were both killed earlier in Blade's life. Blade was chosen when the Blade of the generation saw him as he snuck through a 20 room complex to retrieve a confiscated item. He received the Ralts at the beginning of his training.
After Blade's parents perished, he was sent to a local orphanage. There he didn't make many friends. In fact, he only made one friend. A young girl named Jennifer. The two had a lot in common and became best friends. At the age of eleven (both were about the same age) they were separated as Blade had to begin his training. Blade has been searching for Jennifer ever since he completed his training in a record setting 5 and a half years.
Recently, Blade was contacted by the Witherian royalty to appear before them.




Pokemon:

Spoiler:
Blade's pokemon is a Ralts that was given to him by his mentor. Blade named him Lametto.
Lametto is not like other Ralts. Most Ralts are timid, while Lametto is outgoing. Lametto is extremely defensive and will go to any length possible to defend companions. Lametto has the ability to see briefly into the future, but it only activates when Lametto is in great danger. There are only two times when Lametto won't try to defend. If he foresees his own death, or if he is forbidden by Blade to do so.




RP sample:

Spoiler:
Night had fallen. Link was finally ready to get back what was taken from him. The orphanage was looming over him. As Link studied the best way to enter undetected, it started to rain.
"Hmm..." Link started to think aloud, "I won't be able to get to that window now that the walls are wet."
Link moved around to the west wall.
"Aha!" Link said as he found a small crawlspace near anther window.
Link crawled in through the small place and ended up in a small storage room. By now, there was lightning. And no lights.
"This might work," Link thought, "I'll look for a path when it lights up, and move in the darkne-" Link cut himself off as he heard a guard go by.
"I'll have to be quiet from now on." Link said.
Link saw an opening as the first lightning bolt struck. 3...2...1... GO! Link thought to himself. He ran across the large hallway, and rolled under a group of boxes, flawlessly and silently. Link knew where his object was being held after studying some blueprints he swiped from a guard. If I remember correctly, I am about 4 rooms away. just gotta go through...here... There were a stack of boxes blocking the hallway. I guess I'll have to go through the guard room... Link snuck through the room adjacent to the guard room and put his ear to the door. All Link could hear was a bunch of chatter. Not a problem. That light however... Link waited for about 45 minutes until he heard a few guards pass out from too much alcohol and the light went out. Link dashed through the room silently and appeared on the opposite side of the box wall, just as the light came back. That was a close one... I'm only a room away... should be.... that one! Link saw the room. He turned the knob, and found out it was locked. Dang... Wait! The key! It should be right... here! Link found the key, hidden in a nearby box. Just as the blueprints said.... He made it in. After a mini celebration, Link remembered about his item. A strange crystal.
"Aha, I finally found you." Link said quietly as he grabbed his crystal.
Lightning flashed.
"Who's there?" Link asked, convinced he had seen movement.
"Bravo," the stranger said, "Most wouldn't have noticed me."
"Who are you?" Link asked.
"If you wish to find out, follow me out of here, then meet me behind the castle tomorrow at sundown." The man said.
The rest was a blur as Link was starting to pass out due to exhaustion...

Name: Adric Griffin
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Faction: Arleon
Personality:
~Without Bond~
A fair and just lieutenant, Adric is a strong leader - despite his young age. He will look at things fairly, and decide with a cool head. Respectful to his superiors and underclassmen, he is well known around the kingdom. Always willing to lend a helping hand, Adric possesses the strong qualities of a leader.
~With Bond~
When Adric is bonded with Takeo (Pupitar), he completely changes. His gentle side is pushed away while his careless and more ruthless side takes its place. Adric will become reckless in whatever he is doing, no matter what the situation is. He is willing to accomplish the task received at any cost - even human lives. Because of this, Adric has only used his bond in extreme situations. Even though his normal personality can appear in this form, it is only seldom.
Appearance:
II Without Armor II

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II With Armor II
*All pictures are to be altered as such*
-White Armor-
-Same red hair as previous picture (without armor)-

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(Everyday Armor)

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(In Battle)

History:

Pokemon:
-Pupitar-
~Gender: Male
~Nickname: Takeo

Name: Shen Iwosaki

Gender:

Age: 19

Faction: Arleon Lieutenant/Second in command of squad

Personality: Shen is kind, but emotianally distant due to never having any real attachments and has no qualms about killing his opponents. Shen prefers to fight alone, but he is a loyal soldier and will follow the orders of his superiors without question unless there is obviously something wrong. Above all Shen's life is based on fighting and he respects nothing more than fighting skill, considering only queens and generals deserving of more respect than skilled warriors and although he loves fighting he dislikes bloodshed and prefers to settle arguments with a 1-on-1 duel of submission.


Appearance: Casual/Without Armor:

Wearing Armor:

Shen is 6'4

History: Shen has been an orphan his entire life, do to a strange group of events he has no memory before the day he woke up in the middle of a forest near Arleon's castle when he was 6 other than his own name, he was taken in by the King and Queen.

As soon as Shen was given permission he began training in his swordsmanship with the best trainers the kingdom had to offer, he seemed to be a natural, so he continued to train with the sword until he began knocking his training partners unconcious or putting them in the hospital after he turned seventeen, so he was sent out to train where he wouldn't hurt citizens of Arleon.

Shen traveled around a large part of the known world for two years fighting in tournaments and training with the best warriors he could find. During his travels he was heading towards the largest tournament yet when Shen stopped in a small village that was having problems with a Scyther so he searched until he found it in a nearby vegetable field, the Scyther was really fast and physically stronger than he was, so eventually when it flew up and sent a razor wind at him he dodged it and hit the Scyther in the head with a rock, which slowed it down and gave him an opportunity to subdue it, later he tamed it, he never gave it a name.

When Shen finally made it to his long sought after tournament he fought with all he could and made it to the final round where he faced a man in dazzling white armor, this man called himself only the White Knight, in less than 5 seconds the knight knocked Shen off his feet and put the tip of his sword to Shen's neck, the man asked him. "Do you have any last words, child?" To which his only reply was. "Would you please train me great warrior?" The man turned out to be dying of a strange disease which did practically nothing to the body one day it suddenly killed the victim out of nowhere, the only sign of the disease was a circle of blackened skin appearing on the center of the person's chest which slowly grew bigger until it killed it's victim. The man agreed to train Shen so he could pass on his rare style before he died. Shen spent 4 months training under his new mentor his name he never learned in a nameless sword style that focused on turning defense INTO offense with a mix of pure power, speed, and pression, such as bashing in incoming sword with a shield instead of just using it to block the attack. Eventually the mentor came up to Shen and told him that he was going to die soon, so he passed onto Shen his sword, shield, armor and last but not least, the title of White Knight, he died peacefully in his sleep that night, and so when Shen returned to Arleon in the middle of it's war with Wither, it was not Shen Iwosaki that returned but the White Knight.

Shen only calls himself the White Knight now, so the only people who know his real name are those who knew him before he left on his journey. When he learned of the situation going on in the kingdom and what had happened since he left he immediately swore fealty to the queen, the woman who had most raised him from a child, in his time fighting for Arleon he has brushed with Leon multiple times and wants nothing more than to defeat him because his skills are such a threat to Arleon, neither of them ever managed to get in a one-on-one fight with the other, thus it is still unknown who is more skilled. The Queen called in Shen to be a high ranking officer within the new elite squad because of his great fighting skills and experience in leadership.
Pokemon: Scizor named Warden who for some reason evolved when he touched the White Knight armor, he is as serious as Shen if not even more so.

RP sample: Same thing i put here for EXTERMINATION.

Name: Marc von Bonhof

Age: 17

Gender:Male

Faction: The Arleons

Personality: Marc is reasonably intelligent but can be cynical and heartless. He doesn't feel any emotions and is rather cold towards people. His lack of care has made him a loner, but on his own he can be deadly. He doesn't have any friends but most people still respect him. One of his greatest strengths is his reasonable intellect and he can beat a lot of people when it comes to tactics

Although he doesn't hate other people he finds it hard to like people. Although he doesn't go out of his way to hate things he still usually ends up hating them. He's also not known for his bravery and is very likely to flee if the odds are against him. People tend to stay away from him but they still fear and respect him. They understand that if given the right price he'll do anything.

Appearance: Marc has been given armour by the Queen and a sword, just in case his Pokemon fail him. He has reasonably long, blond hair and has large , blue eyes. His skin is pale and he is physically weak. He's lanky as well, tall but very weak. He tends to scowl at people over nothing and to strike fear into people's hearts without meaning too

His casual clothes are a long pair of brown boots. He tends to wear a black tunic and black leggings. He also has a large, black bag where he keeps food, his sizeable amounts of money and his spare clothes. His hair is long, blond and straight. It's usually unwashed and very greasy, but people who have said that to his face have been on the receiving end of a Houndoom's Bite attack.

History: Marc was born in Arleon. His parents were both poor farmers who worked hard to get food. Marc didn't work much on the farm because of his physical weakness. Instead he was in charge of keeping things ordered. When he was 15 he went into the mountains and found a Houndour. He managed to earn its respect by not attacking it like most humans did, but still being cold enough for the Houndour to understand him. He trained Houndour how to stand up to people and how to use its Bite attack. When Houndour evolved into Hounddom Marc was overjoyed.


Houndoom and Marc travelled Arleon, helping villages from threats and generally getting reputation and more power. Some villages saw marc and Houndoom's dark side if they didn't pay the two of them. These villages aren't on the map anymore, to put it subtly. To not put it subtly they were destroyed, the villagers murdered and every building burned to the ground. Quickly the two of them were feared throughout Arleon and they were always paid.

Marc even killed his own parents. There was a disagreement and Marc lost his temper. Houndoom killed both of them. Eventually, when the Queen needed her Elite Squad, she decided that Marc was too powerful to overlook. Although she questioned his morals, she decided at the end of the day that he couldn't be overlooked. Marc went to her and got his armour and a sword and is now part of her elite squad.

Pokemon:
Houndoom
This Pokemon is like its trainer, cold and calculated. Marc doesn't like nicknames so his Pokemon don't have any of them. Despite this Houndoom and Marc share the closest to a bond either of them are going to get.


RP Sample:
Marc is heading to the palace to receive his armour from the Queen.

On his way he passes a village which is being threatened by a rampaging Ursaring.

Marc grins, he can defeat this Ursaring easily.

He learns it resides in the forest and heads there.

He sees it soon and realises it's lost.

Marc tells his Pokemon the strategy,"Surround the creature and stop it escaping. Remember do whatever I tell you to do, or the consequences will be severe."

His Pokemon surround the Ursaring and attack.

Houndoom clamps its mouth onto the Ursaring's arm.

The Ursaring screams in pain yet Houndoom's grip is too strong.

Kadabra throws some Psybeams at it and whenever the Ursaring tries to charge towards Kadabra, it teleports away.

Rapidash is using Flamethrower on the Ursaring but Rapidash is too agile for the Ursaring's clumsy attacks.

The three Pokemon drive the Ursaring to the edge of the cliff.

The Ursaring desperately tries to escape but Marc's Pokemon look at Marc for the final command.

Marc nods his head and the three know the instruction means, finish it.

The Ursaring gets pushed off the cliff and Marc turns away, not a tear in his eye.

Name: Leck Giztrap
Gender: Male
Age:22
Faction: Arleon
Personality:

Spoiler:

Before Soul bind:
Leck is a charismatic, easily amused, and light hearted individual. He is almost always in the best mood, and influences others around him
into a good mood. He rarely becomes upset, and that is only when his partner, Rhydon is seriously injured. He does not seek to be the best
out of the group but is a naturaly talented fighter and leader.
After Soul Bind:
Leck became more agressive, and much more forgetful. He also became short tempered, and had little tolerance for many things.




Appearance:

Spoiler:
On a normal day, Leck prefers to wear a light green and white shirt. His pants are a lightweight but durable material that does not tear
even through the most rugged usage. He always carries a short sword, with a black ebony handle, polished with silver dust, and a crossguard
made of a saturated black metal that curves upwards. The blade itself is made of dark red earth metal, and is coated in a thin layer of
neurotoxins, that are produced from the metal itself. The blade is honed to a perfect edge. Leck only uses this powerful weapon against lightly
armored foes of worth. His battle armour is thick grey scaled plate armour made from the shell the Rhydon that he is soulbound with. this
armour is lightwieght, and is capable of the same protection it gives is partner. Although he cannot survive volcanic eruptions due to the lack of
coverage, he can take hit from heavy pokemon, and any weapon. The only disadvantages to his armour is its lack of coverage to vital areas
such as the face, and its weight. In battle, the only way to harm him is to hit an unprotected area, or to hit him with enough blunt force to crush
inside his armour. Leck stands at 5'7", with short spike blonde hair. He has a smile that rarely leaves his face, and a light agile body type.




History:

Spoiler:
As a child, his father taught him to be a farmer. He tended to the rice patties for years, but when his father died in an attack by the
witherains, he knew he wanted revenge. He set out to join the military, and found he had a natural talent for leadership and swordsmanship. He
quickly worked his way to the top, but purely on acccident. When Leck joined the military, he had no intent to reach the top ranks or an elite
warrior status, but by the age of 15 he had become one of the youngest elite force leaders. Unlike most of the leaders, it was not hard work for
him, due to a natural charm and talent for warfare. When the crystals were discovered, he was immdiatly given one, due to his rank, and he set
out to find a perfect pokemon for the job. Before he met his Rhydon, he wore plain metal armour, with a black colour, and gold trim, but after
having a bloody encounter with the wild Rhydon, he decided that a pokemon with that much power, and a strength that rivaled his own, would
be the perfect partner. Just before getting mauled by the Rhydon, he rolled out of its charge, and struck it on the back with the crystal.
Immdiatly, the Rhydon stopped and showed signs of friendship. during the battle, Leck had taken off some of the scaled armour that protected
the Rhydon, and after cleaning it up for presentation, he took some more scales, which the Rhydon would regrow later. He took the scales to a
master blacksmith, and requested an armour to be made from it. 3 months later the blacksmith returned with a perfectly crafted plate body and
plate legs made of the scales, and with a chainmail of a dull grey colour that wrapped around the plates to protect against slashing.




Pokemon: Rhydon

Spoiler:
Leck chose Rhydon during an encounter when he set out to find a suitable pokemon for his partner. He encountered many differnt
pokemon, and he considered capturing and Lairon due to its iron armor, but it lacked the fighting ability he was looking for. After killing several
bug pokemon he decided that their poison abilities did not justify their weakness to blades and crushing weapons. It was while he was leaving
the forest and heading into the mountains that an abnormally large Rhydon attacked him, nearly killing him on the first hit. As he got back up,
he smiled because he knew this could very well be just the pokemon he was looking for. He fought with the Rhydon for almost 15 minutes
before it has left a gaping wound in his thigh and multiple cracked and broken ribs, and he knew he would die if he didnt take it soon. After
getting up after its last attack, he rolled to dodge an aggresive charge and leaped at its back crystal in hand, and hit its head with the crystal.
Immediatly it stopped fighting, and Leck collapsed. after regaining conscience, he found the Rhydon, barely scratched, besides some of the
scales he took off, standing beside him, and multiple dead pokemon who may have been trying to attacking him in his state of unconscience.
Leck tried to stand but was to injured, so he crawled, and gathered the scales he took off of the Rhydon, and climbed onto its back, guiding it
to the village, where he recieved medical attention to make a full recovery.

Snuff and Rain were avid fans of the practice of rolling around in beds of clover. It was one of their very favorite things in the world to do. Clover felt really good against skin and fur-- cool and natural and altogether exhilarating. The two had made a habit of doing this whenever they finished a workout, and this time was no different. They were on route 32, having just finished a workout before the final leg of their journey home to Azalea, and a patch of clover near the water was calling their name.

"Oh yea!" Rain sighed, splaying out in the dark green clover. "This is just what I needed."

Snuff rolled his eyes, but dove right in as well, his giant paws flipping upward and flopping about as he dug his back into the fresh clover.

They were both in mid-roll when the call hit them. They both jerked involuntarily, and Rain let out a little shriek as Snuff fell to his side, momentarily stunned. When the instant had passed, Rain turned to face Snuff with wonder in her eyes.

"What was that?" she said quietly, not really expecting an audible answer from her mute companion. "You felt that too right?"

Snuff nodded, his horns ripping up clumps of clover beneath him. His eyes were almost as wide as Rain's, and his tongue darted out quickly to run over his muzzle. With a whine, he began to sit up. Rain followed, picking clover from her hair and attempting to asses the situation as best she could.

"There's no mistaking what that was," she thought aloud, looking first at Snuff, then at the sky. "Someone in the Walkie-Talkie Zone needs our help, and fast. The question is," with this she looked back at Snuff with a worried expression, "who? And more importantly, should we help them?"

But as soon as she'd said the words, Rain knew they needed to help whoever-- or whatever-- it was that needed their aid. If they'd been desperate enough to send out a signal, then it was she and Snuff's responsibility to help.

"Snuff," she said, slowly standing before continuing, "we have to go to this Mirage Island. You agree right?"

The houndoom jumped to it's feet, giving a quick nod and a, "doom!"

"Alright then!" Rain cried, suddenly excited. "No time like the present."

This was their chance to help someone, and she was more than up for it. She grabbed up her bag, brushing the last of the clover off her butt. Snuff shook himself and came up next to Rain, his head lowering, then raising again to bring her hand up with it. They stood there a moment, looking rather epic, before Rain realized a rather important flaw in their plan.

"Uh, Snuff... do you know how to get to Mirage Island?"

Rain knew about Mirage Island from old stories-- who hadn't heard of the magical island as a child?-- but her knowledge of the geography of the world was rather stunted, and if ever she'd been asked to point out Hoenn on a map, she would have been just as likely to point to Sinnoh. After talking it over (well, Rain talking, Snuff simply giving her a nod here or there) the duo decided to go ask Rain's dad about where to go.

They were close to home, and while the idea of leaving so soon after getting there was upsetting, Rain and Snuff were eager to get to whoever it was that had sent out this call; it continued to tickle the back of their minds long after the initial insemination into their thoughts. It was about two hours of power walking before they'd reached Azalea, and the sun was long gone behind the rolling hills and trees of the forests. Rain's dad was happy to see them, but a bit depressed to hear they had urgent business in Hoenn, more specifically at Mirage Island.

"But couldn't you stay for just tonight? It's already dark! And your mother won't be home until the day after tomorrow."

"No Dad," Rain said, just as sad to have to go as her father was to see them leave. "I just need directions, and we can head out."

Rain's dad was disheartened, but willingly revealed to the two that he truly had no idea how to get to Hoenn from where they currently stood. However, after some polite pleading, and a bit of an over-zealous emotional tantrum of sorts from Rain, he revealed that by rather good coincidence, a new family had moved in down the road during Rain's travels. It turned out they owned a kadabra, and Rain's dad reluctantly told her that they'd offered to Transport him anywhere he may need to go in a pinch. While he was sure they hadn't really meant out-of-region Transport, he was willing to go ask, if it would calm Rain down.

They'd gone together, and the family had informed them they'd be happy to offer their services to Rain, as Rain's father had been very kind in helping them to settle in when they'd first come to town. However, their son was out with the kadabra, having had business in Goldenrod, and he would not be returning until the next day.

With a grin, Rain's father dragged her home, stuffing delicious smelling food in front of her and forcing her to talk of their travels. He oohed and aahed over her badges, and was thrilled to see Snuff had evolved into such a handsome houndoom. It was a good three or four hours before he allowed Rain and Snuff to drag themselves off to bed.

It was odd being in a bed, as opposed to in a sleeping bag, or just in the grass. Snuff curled up at the end, dozing off almost immediately and growling passively in his sleep. Rain lay awake for a bit, staring at the ceiling and wondering how all this time they'd never met another human in the wasteland that was the Walkie-Talkie Zone. Now that she thought about it, they'd never really met danger of any sort in the Zone either. What was it that could be so bad, someone would send out some sort of signal like they'd felt earlier that day?

The next day passed rather slowly, with Rain's father forcing her to eat a home-cooked breakfast and stay around the house until lunch. Rain took the remaining time to take a hot bath, and even managed to scrub Snuff off a little before he ran off-- water was not something he tolerated, even from Rain. He did however, sit outside the bathroom door and howl along with her as she sang a rather rousing rendition of Whispering Spearows, a song she and Snuff had made up whilst walking through the Ilex forest, over a year ago. Her dress was hanging out to dry, having been thoroughly scrubbed and cleaned, and her muscles were relaxing in the wonderfully warm tub. She was definitely glad to be home.

But the nagging sensation of the call still pulled at the two. Rain found it rather annoying that she and Snuff were sitting around doing nothing, when someone could be hurt. She couldn't effectively relay this to her father though, as that would have entailed revealing the Walkie-Talkie Zone to him-- something she and Snuff had decided long ago would not be a good idea. So it was a rather tense lunch the family sat down to, with Rain and Snuff eager to dash off to the neighbors. They scarfed down their food before running off to get their things together. Rain bid farewell to her father with sad eyes. Hopefully, she'd be back to see him again. The thought struck her rather bluntly, but she realized they could just as likely be killed out in Hoenn than return home to Azalea.

She hugged her father all at once and clung to him tightly for a long time. He seemed surprised, but didn't argue. She didn't pull back until she had composed herself. With another, "I love you," and a, "Please tell mom I love her too," Rain and Snuff made their way to the neighbors. The boy had just returned, and Rain was happy to see that the kadabra was a rather old fellow, experienced, and more than capable of Transporting them the long distance to Hoenn.

"You'll be arriving," the woman told her, "in Pacifidlog Town. That's the town closest to Mirage Island. But you know honey, the Island isn't always there."

"We know," Rain had said confidently. "But we have something we need to do there. We'll get there, don't worry about us."

The woman smiled, then turned to the kadabra and gave the orders, telling him to Transpost the two, then return home. It had nodded, grunting politely, then turned to Snuff and Rain with a serious look. It's eyes narrowed; the kadabra swung it's arms outward, then moved them in a clockwise fashion. The star in the center of its head glowed a deep red, then gold, which spread throughout the golden body, then found its way to Snuff and Rain, creeping slowly across the ground. The light crept up the two, and into their surroundings, until everything was a deep gold.

The light was all consuming and rather painful to look at-- Rain and Snuff had to close their eyes. They could hear a deep chanting, but other than that, nothing seemed to be happening. The chant slowed, then stopped, and Rain risked opening an eye.

"Whoa!" she yelped, surprised. Around them, people moved purposefully. They were in the lobby of a small Pokecenter. Beside Rain, Snuff repeated the action, whuffing in response to the change. In front of them, the kadabra seemed to look at them, as if confirming this was the right place. Rain glanced around for a moment, saw a sign labeled, "Pacifidlog Town Pokecenter," turned, and nodded at the kadabra with a smile.

"Thank you," she said aloud, and the kadabra returned her nod, before beginning the Transport again, and dissipating from sight in an instant.

Rain wandered outside. There was water everywhere! And the buildings were on platforms above it.

"This is amazing," she said, with a gasp, to Snuff.

He merely grunted by her side; who on Earth would want to live on top of water? In his opinion, humans could be very odd sometimes.

"But Snuff," Rain said after a moment, "how are we going to get to the island?"

Snuff cocked his dark head, one horn coming up to tap Rain's hand. That was a good question. It wasn't like he could swim. No, swimming was most definitely not an option. And right now, there wasn't any island he could see. Even if they could swim, which they most definitely were not going to do, they had nowhere to swim to.

"Maybe," Rain considered, looking a bit uneasy at the thought, "we should go into the Walkie-Talkie Zone."

Snuff looked up at her, licking his muzzle thoughtfully. It did make a little sense. He nodded slowly, then more deliberately.

"Okay then," Rain said, heading towards an alley. "Let's sing about how happy we were to see dad."

The song started that way, but ended up as how sad they were to have left, and how uncertain they were about the future. Rain always disliked it when this happened. With tears streaming down their faces, they felt the prickling sensation, and looked around to find the buildings and people almost gone from view. It took a moment to see, but through the buildings, Rain spotted a rather sturdy looking rowboat.

"See that?" she asked Snuff.

He nodded, a habit of those typically unable to articulate, before speaking.

"Yep," he hummed, his voice smooth and musical, a mannerism that stuck in his thoughts from his constant musical transactions with Rain, "that there is a boat. And it doesn't look like it belongs here." He turned his head up to look Rain in the eyes, "Rain, maybe this is a bad idea. Maybe this is none of our business."

Rain looked away towards the boat and nodded, but didn't reply, instead stepping out of the alley and walking in the direction of the boat. It was a short walk, and after a moment they both hopped in the vessel. The island was visible, far off, and Rain could see now that rowing was going to take forever.

"I'm going to confess to you Snuff, that I am having second thoughts too..." she trailed off, before beginning to row. "But someone needs our help, and we aren't the type to ignore something like that. Besides, doesn't the idea of meeting someone else who knows more about this world seem cool to you?" She was rowing now, and it seemed it might not take as long as she originally thought. The island already seemed much closer.

"I suppose," Snuff grumbled, "but I can't help thinking this may be a very bad idea."

Of course, neither of them could ever have denied the nagging pull of the call. Both knew that if ever they had been the type of people who did indeed ignore calls for help, even then they would not have been able to ignore this. All this talk about giving up was foolishness-- they were both desperate to reach whoever had sent out that call, and both of them knew it.

With that they lapsed into silence, save Rain's breathing, which was picking up speed by the minute. She had to take several breaks to save her arms, and during these she would also catch her breath. Snuff stayed alert the entire time, his eyes darting back and forth between the town and the island, until finally the town slipped out of view, and he simply had only the island to stare at. It was a long time, but not as long as Rain had initially thought, before they reached the island. Rain's arms were on fire, but they were here, and with a final heave, they washed onto the sandy shore of the island.

"Ugh!" Rain cried, flopping herself out of the boat and onto the sand. "Never again Snuffles! Never again!"

Snuff rolled his eyes, hopping out of the boat. What a little drama queen. He gave her a few minutes to recover. Looking around the island, he saw trees, and water, and that was about it. No other people, no "trouble"... Rain was rolling in the sand now.

"Cut it out," he said. "Pull yourself together woman, someone here needs our help, remember?"

"Oh yea," she mumbled into the sand.

She pushed herself up, still whining from her arms, and surveyed the area. There didn't seem to be anyone here. Snuff sniffed the air, and all at once stiffened, causing Rain to stiffen as well. There was someone here! Someone else who had a houndoom too!

Snuff took off towards the scent, with Rain following behind. He kept in sight of her, but went his own speed. The faster he found this danger, the faster he could keep it from hurting Rain. What could this danger be? It could be anyone-- or thing for that matter! Dozens of images were running through Snuff's head.

So he was a bit surprised when he rounded the clump of trees, to see a somewhat pretty blonde and her male houndoom walking up the shore. He stopped to let Rain catch up to him. They decided together in an instant that they should make themselves known-- they were most definitely not evil (though the houndoom did look a bit dangerous).

"Hey!" Rain called out, waving.

"Doom!" Snuff bellowed, jumping.