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Old April 15th, 2008 (06:12 PM).
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Old April 15th, 2008 (07:20 PM). Edited April 15th, 2008 by Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses.
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Noah walked down the hallway, quite calmly. He had a rather large, chrome revolver in one hand and a vial of some clear blue liquid in the other. He was being careless, he knew it, but he couldn't seem to compose himself. The pain in his chest was unbearable, and the knife wound near his jugular was intense, the parasite was growing and he was bleeding out, perfect, just bloody perfect.

He checked around the halls curve, no sign of any gaurds, or scientist. He flipped around the corner and kept a steady pace, ready to shoot anything that moved. And what he had hoped wouldn't happen, happend, an armed gaurd came out of a door, his rifle steadily aimed at Noah, laser sight on his abdomen.

" Take it easy buddy...we can do this peacefully..." Noah said slowly. " Drop the weapon and put your hands up." The gaurd replied.

Noah grimaced, he didn't want to abuse the parasite's power, but he didn't have a choice. Noah felt himself speed up as everything else slowened, he pointed his heavy revolver at the gaurds head and shot. BANG! The loud noise echoed. The gaurd fell.

Noah looked at the door that had opened and wondered what was on the other side, reluctantly, he opened it.
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Old April 15th, 2008 (07:28 PM). Edited April 15th, 2008 by Random_Fan.
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Think of any kind of scenario that may have a plot so we may RP it here. Best make it related to the plot. I just want to see how you flow through RPing, as you are rusty, no?

React to my character as if you knew him as a best friend; no, brother.

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Rick, of course, knew this would come. He knew Noah's move the second he entered the compound. All he needed were his dogs to chase after him, lead him closer. And now he comes banging on his doorway. He could hear the doorknob twist, and he smiled an insane smile. He laughed at Noah. Maybe it was because of the semi-automatic in his hands, as well as the poison in his veins that pushed him forward. Ah, what beautiful days these hours had.

But the real Rick within him could not find a way out. The real Rick was trapped in a body he had no control over. Like Noah, he had a parasite as well. His parasite however had been able to fully control him. He would be dead, but he clings onto life in his mind. But maybe being dead wouldn't be such a bad idea. Letting go would feel so much better than to keep fighting for a lost cause. Slowly in a conscious state, he let go of his thoughts, wanting to slip away.

And he almost did, until Noah entered. A new energy burst through him. It was enough to control the hand with the semi-automatic enough to lose the parasite's reaction over the hand and give Noah a few extra seconds more to react. Oh no; his grip slipped! Noah was on his own now. The hand with the gun slowly raised.
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Old April 15th, 2008 (07:38 PM). Edited April 15th, 2008 by Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses.
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ack, now you totally screwed my post up. x_x

I have to go now. Reply to what I've written, and I'll get back to it later.
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Noah opened the door and gaped in shock, as if this whole experience hadn't been strange enough...Now Rick, a childhood friend was there, looking at him. The only thing that spoiled this comforting moment was the bitter semi-automatic that was being grasped by Rick.

" What the hell..." Noah heard himself say, what could he possibly do? He couldn't even tell why Rick was pointing at him with a gun, however, it couldn't be good. " Put that thing down man, you don't want to do this..." Noah hoped that his words were reaching Rick, he didn't want to hurt Rick and he certaintly didn't want to kill him. He pointed his own gun at Rick, a .454 raging bull revolver, it packed a mighty punch.

" Now, put the gun down and we can talk about this." Noah continued, gun still pointed.

Not even the good memories of growing up with Rick could single out the thought that he might have to put a bullet through his brain. Please..no, not like this..
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Old April 16th, 2008 (01:55 AM). Edited April 16th, 2008 by Crimson Arcanine.
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Name: Lee Hallows

Age: 15 3/4

Gender: Male

Location: Viridian City, Kanto (lives in Ecruteak City, Jotho) (He is there because his father is at an religous event that lasts four days)

Pokémon to Become: Houndour

Appearance/Description: Lee has medium length, smooth black hair and blue eyes, his skin is slightly pale but not so pale that it looks that his sick or not been in the sun much. In general he wears a yellow shirt with a small logo, which if one knows enough can work out some orginazition Lee is sort of forced related to. Allthough his pants are generally navy blue trackparts, he changes them every day. Occasionally (depending on specialist circumstances) he can be seen wearing a yellow and light purple robe with a larger logo thats exactly the same as the one on his shirt. He is slight of build and isn't physically strong.

Personality: Lee is a rather quiet person, who although likes the outdoors and likes occasionally to do excerise, is not much into sports (especally team sports). He wouls prefer to leasurely walk around enjoy the air and the sights. Hes also a liitle shy...but he can still fit into a crowd when he needs to. He's somewhat perceptive and empathic however can be emotional at times especially when depressed. Hes not exceptionally lazy or hardworking for a person in general aand his rather laid back attritute under normal circumstances can be a bit annoying.Ib other circumstances he becomes withdrawn somewhat, although not to the point of total isolation. Hes also rather pious compared to the average person, mainly because of his past and present, althought not dangerously so, somewhat of a rarity among those of the belief he follows, who tend to be close to extremist. Pious enough to say his prayers every night and always donate to a charity fund, even if its just a little. He has become much more restless of late however, seemingly frustrated that he will be eventually forced into isolating himself from others and the few friends he has, both Pokemon and human.

History: Lee was born in the Hoenn region in Lilycove City to a religous man and a local woman there who followed the same beliefs. His early like was surrounded with love and religon, unit an unfortunate account took the live of his mother. After this tradegy, Lee became very depressed, so his father being the very religious man he was, started to teach him the ways of his beliefs. Unknown to Lee at this time, him and his father was a part of what could be turmed a cult known as The Shining Spirit, who believes that dark and ghost types are aligned against them and that fighting and psychic type pokemon are the true favoured. Before Lee was born his father managed to convince the cults leader (who is his father, Lee's grandfather)that dark and ghost pokemon were not necessarily the evil spawn of some demonic being by proving that dark pokemon could be "re-educated". This however didn't effect the cult's beliefs enough to stop many still hurting or demonizing innocent dark and ghost types. Luckily, he learnt most of what he knows from his father, so like his father learnt to respect the types that most of The Shining Spirit did not.

When his mother died, his father threw himself more into his religious work, slowly but unwittingly cutting himself off for Lee, however he passed the pokemon he had somehow "Cleansed" a Sneasel that went by the name Heretic as a companion, which proved to be probably the best thing that his father could have done and unfortunately the worst thing that the order could find out about, since only his father was to own the Sneasel.

Within the last 3 months Lee has been pressured to become a full member of the The Shining Spirit. However Lee's father, unknown to Lee has been stalling thier attempts to do so, allowing Lee to develop more the freedom that he never got and to become more aware of the world. This has made Lee more restless and he really doesn't want to be initatied into The Shining Spirit.

Love: Single, Undecided

Other: He doesn't know as much about the world as some others. Also occasionally his movements may be followed by at least one member of The Shining Spirit. He can't usually shake them off in most areas, but certain places they will be able to find and keep an eye on him

RP Sample: (This is from a RP I was involved in approxamly 10 months ago called "Misadventures of Misfits". It was my fourth post there, I apoligise if my sample is short as i've not RP'ed much on forums)

Vicki – Viridian Forest

Drops of water still dripped from the leaves as I began my descent into the forest. In the soft light I could see a few caterpie around the trees, but I ignored them, All I was looking for was a Pikachu. After all, I wanted to be the best rodent trainer. And there was no way I could be one without a pikachu. I grabbed the pokeball with my rattata inside. “Come on out” I said sweetly. My rattata came out in a blast of white light. “Rattt..ta…taa!!!” my companion screeched. “Ok” I said to my rattata “Stay close.” It looked it she agreed “Raat!”

I carefully made my way deeper into the forest, checking out for signs of any Pikachu. Time pasted and I hadn’t seen a sign of any Pikachu anywhere. I began to feel a little discouraged. I was just about to give up and just head through the forest, when I finally found out. Finally! Now to catch it! Unfortunately I had disturbed the wild pikachu and it had started to dart through the treetops. I gave chase on the ground, trying to catch up. Suddenly the pikachu I was chasing darted in a different direction, and I was about to find out as I went off a steep hill! I screamed as I sailed through the air, hit the ground, feeling an explosion of pain and began rolling down the hill a bit. Darkness consumed me and the last thing I heard my darling rattata crying out.
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Name: Aryn Evans

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Female

Location: Kanto, Pewter City

Pokemon to Become: Cubone

Appearance/Description: Standing at only five feet and three inches, she is definitely not the tallest for her age. She is 'petite' I suppose you could say. With an hourglass figure, she isn't too thin, but isn't overweight either; so basically average. Her skin tone is Caucasian, and a bit pale, but her cheeks have a natural, healthy peach tint to it as if she had used blush, which she does not. Her eyes are hazel-green, and sometimes seem like they changed colors in different lighting. Even though it is already known that she would not be caught dead using make-up, her eyelashes are also naturally long, black, and easy to see, usually touching her cheeks when she blinks. Her hair is of the dirty blonde color, and is a basic short haircut, just reaching below her shoulders. It is parted purposely to the right, as are her bangs which are cut short so they stop just above her right eye so it won't be a bother. However, her hair is mostly hidden underneath a plain white baseball cap that she enjoys wearing basically all the time. Sometimes she wears big and square white-framed glasses since she has astigmatism, but it's not too serious, so she only wears them when she thinks she'll need them most.

Concerning clothing, she wears a light tan long-sleeve shirt, with a small V-neck collar. The long-sleeve shirt is thick and soft, and almost seems like it would be a sweater by itself. She also wears somewhat loose, dark brown jeans, that are faded almost completely white around the knees, at the ends, and around her thighs randomly. Well, it was her first time doing the laundry, so mistakes happen. For footwear, she has basic black skater sneakers with checkered laces she bought separately since somehow, she had lost the original laces. Because of the current cold weather, over this she must wear a long, heavy black coat that is only long enough to come down to a few inches above her knees. It's material is thick for warmth, but very stiff; which she hates a lot. It's hard to move around much in it, but it's not like she'll have to do jumping jacks in it. It is usually zipped up as high as it can go. It's pockets are large enough for her to stuff her hands in up to her wrists for extra warmth. The only thing that really stands out with appearance is this charm type of necklace that she has worn around her neck for seven years at least, and has never taken it off. It seems to be a simple silver curve, with multiple gems embedded in the shape to follow it. The color of them used to be a beautiful, deep blue, but they seemed to have become a little dull and lost some of their shine over the years. This incomplete shape, is actually half a heart that supposedly has a meaning. (More info on it in history)

Personality: The quickest way to explain Aryn Evans, is a loner of sorts, always having a 'neutral' look on her face. She always claims that she'd rather be by herself for the remainder of her life, and is uninterested in friends and relationships of any sorts. However, this may mostly be her being too stubborn on a certain promise(which she has probably taken way out of proportion), and refuses to move on, and can't figure out what she really wants inside, which is probably the exact opposite of what she says. If Aryn is in a crowded room, she would be in a completely different room, or an empty corner, keeping things to herself with reading, listening to music, or whatever quiet activity she can do. Although she has a tendency to be easily absorbed in the activity she's doing, she usually will respond, if not slowly, if she is spoken to first, which is basically how she will ever talk at all. Her tone of voice is usually quieted, since she does not like to raise her voice, and since she does not like to raise her voice or shout, Aryn naturally does not like to argue so she will not start yelling. If it seems to be getting close to that point, she usually will drop the subject completely, and not say another word, and may even just walk away to cool off. The only time she would probably be caught raising her voice to shouting is if she had reached the limit of her rage, and still usually stays away from others at that point, or gets away from others so she can vent elsewhere, since she usually can't control what she says or does at that point.

Aryn is not good at handling pressure, or her own frustration well sometimes since people can easily put pressure on her or frustrate her, and can be quite stubborn to do some things. However, usually if people continue to pry, she cracks easily; of course she won't be happy about it though. If someone had actually befriended her, they would have a very loyal friend that would not leave them during bad times, or if they needed the company, if requested, though she can't help but tease or still be sarcastic about things since it would take getting used to. This is just a side of her that even she doesn't know about.

History: Aryn has lived in Pewter City her whole life, living an average life. The only thing that is probably worth mentioning, to her anyway, was the bond that she had with her older sister. It was slightly rough when they were young; her older sister, --three years older to be exact-- teased Aryn basically all the time, and Aryn wasn't good at handling it then, and caused them to fight frequently, sometimes getting slightly physical. It got much better when Aryn was eight, getting used to how her 'sissy', apparently shows love to the little sister. They did many things together, even though many of them didn't have good results. Her older sister was adventurous, brave, responsible and smart. Aryn was very timid, and afraid of new places, and a bit naive, but they loved each other very much, and almost anyone could tell. On Aryn's tenth birthday, that was when she received the half charm. Her sister was now thirteen, and volunteered around the city frequently for extra money, and helped out around the house a lot to afford the gift. The evening of her birthday, her sister presented it to her. Aryn questioned why it was a half, which was what her sister showed her, and tried to explain.

"See this Aryn? You have a half, and I have a half. Now, if we put it together..." She trailed off for a moment, taking Aryn's hand, which was still holding her half, then placed them together properly. "...They form a heart! Isn't that neat?" Aryn grinned widely, but was also a little confused. "Sissy, it's really, really pretty, but why is it like that?" She asked curiously. Aryn's sister quickly responded, as if she had thought about it deeply. "I think it has a meaning... a sister's love can be strong apart, but it's strongest is together... and it will never die..." Her sister seemed kind of sad, making Aryn a little sad too, but also becoming confused, and curious, as to why she would mention about separation... Aryn was told the news by their mother. It was her sister's dream to travel, and become a pokemon coordinator and trainer... unfortunately, she would be leaving in a week, right after the gym battle in the city's Gym. She had already secretly received her starting pokemon from the Professor about a year ago. Instead of getting upset for not knowing, she followed her whenever her older sister did training. Finally the day for the Gym battle had come, and Aryn watched from the sidelines. Her sister kept her cool and was completely serious; she knew what she was doing. It was somewhat easy with a Squirtle as a partner, but struggled when the Onix was released. But her sister came out on top, and was rewarded with her first badge. Once they left the gym, it was late evening. The time of the battle seemed shorter than it actually was. Aryn teared up a bit, not being able to help it.

"Aw, come on Aryn, don't start crying. It will just make this harder." Her sister said as she wiped Aryn's cheeks from tears that had escaped her eyes. "Remember what I gave you for your birthday?" Aryn nodded, and showed it to her. It was in her pocket since she didn't know how to put it on. Her older sister put in on properly so it was around her neck, then did it for herself. She bent down a little and held her half to Aryn, a bright smile on her face. Aryn smiled softly, and moved her half together with her sister's, forming the heart one last time. "Wait for me, Aryn?" Was the last thing she said before leaving. So, of course, Aryn did, but she has not seen her sister since she saw her leave. Not even a letter, or a phone call. Aryn was too stubborn to think if something bad had happened, and wanted to keep the promise, hoping she'd contact somehow soon.


Love: Single, Uninterested. (at least now..?)

Other: I got nothin'.

RP Sample: (I'll use a memory of one thing they did. Couldn't think of a name for the sister though.)
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The two sisters were lying in the grass by their home, located by the museum, silently thinking of where to go. The week was almost over before Aryn's sister would leave. Suddenly, Aryn's sister shot up, breaking the silence. "I got it! Let's go to Mt. Moon!" This sudden idea made Aryn shoot up from her position as well, but not from excitement. "Wait, you can't be serious! Isn't that a little too fast, sissy..?" Her older sister looked at her with a sudden serious expression. "Did you do the research like I asked?" Aryn fidgeted a little bit as she tried to remember, but was surprised she didn't realize that she'd want to go there, since Aryn's sister asked her to look up things about pokemon sightings there. She thought it was for when her sister left. "U-um... yeah! It said the information was put up by a real pokemon professor... it said, um... you will commonly see Zubats and Geodudes... for some reason it also said something about a pokemon that doesn't show much called a... Cle...fairy..?"

Her sister smiled widely. "Oh really? Sweet! This won't be a problem with my Squirtle! C'mon, last one there is a Slowpoke!" She said enthusiastically, releasing her Squirtle before racing towards Mt. Moon, taking advantage of her head-start. "H-hey! Wait up..!" Aryn cried out as she attempted to race after her trying to catch up, holding her big, square glasses in place that always seemed to want to slip down.

Aryn caught up in a few minutes since it was still quite a ways. She was gasping for breath when she arrived. Her sister was staring at her impatiently, her Squirtle right beside her. It must have been energetic, like she was. "Well, I'm going in! Come in when you can breathe!" She said teasingly, not being able to hold in a quick laugh a sshe walked into the cave, fading out of view. Aryn hadn't caught her breath yet, but she proceeded to shuffle her way to the cave as well.

Once inside, it was kinda of dark, but not pitch black. It was also damp and slightly humid. Drops of water falling from the ceiling echoed throughout the whole cave. Aryn was looking around nervously; she didn't see her older sister anywhere. The floor was rough, and covered with rocks that Aryn would most likely trip on at least once. After stepping on a thick, and round rock on the ground, it lifted up slightly, causing Aryn to trip and fall. It was a Geodude instead, and it wasn't happy that it was carelessly stepped on while resting.
It rose up angrily, about to attack Aryn, that couldn't bring herself up to run from the surprise.


"Water Gun!"

Soon after the familiar voice of her sister was heard, a quick, and forceful stream of water rushed from above Aryn's head, hitting the Geodude directly and pushing it back. Once it hit the ground again, it stayed down. Aryn was able turn around and look back before getting up, seeing her sister run hurriedly towards her, with Squirtle by her side. Once her sister got there, she quickly helped Aryn up. "Are you alright? Good. We have to leave. You were right." Aryn didn't have a chance to answer at all as her sister was in a panic. Aryn's stomach felt like a knot as she heard many Zubat cries coming from the darkness beyond where they were standing. Within seconds, a swarm of irritated Zubats were flying towards them. "Sissy, what did you do..?!"

"One of them surprised me and wouldn't let me try to go back, so I had to attack it, but then it brought friends..!" The reason didn't matter now. They had to get out of here. Fast. Aryn's older sister took her hand and pulled her as they ran for it. The Squirtle tried to keep up, but the swarm of Zubat surrounding it, blocking it from escaping, and attacking it in different directions. Her older sister had to come to a stop to attempt to return Squirtle. However, once it was returned safely, the Zubats immediately started going for their next target; the older of the two. She grabbed Aryn's arm again and pulled her to follow as they tried ti run again.

The light from outside was coming into view. Aryn was so focused on running, she hadn't noticed her older sister using her other hand to swat at a Zubat that came too close. They finally reached the outside of the cave, gasping for breath, looking back to see that the Zubat's stayed near the entrance for a bit before forgetting about them and going deeper in. "That... was... aw... awful...!" Aryn was just going to state how the idea was horrible in between gasping for air, but she saw her sister holding her wrist tightly. Before Aryn could ask, she already said what was wrong. "Darn Zubat bit me... what a crazy cave huh?" Somehow her sister was laughing about it a little, if she didn't wince from pain anyway. "Let's go home Aryn. I'll be more careful next time." She said softly as she already began her walk back home to tend to her wound. Aryn followed wordlessly, deciding this was not the best time to complain after the trip. It would be better to do it after her older sister took care of the bite.
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Fallen Angel: Okay, first part, it could have been made a little longer. I'm going to point out a few things that are slightly erratic.

“Noah opened the door and gaped in shock, as if this whole experience hadn't been strange enough...Now Rick, a childhood friend was there, looking at him.”

That first sentence if awkward. You could have easily separated the sentence and added instead:

Noah opened the door and gaped in shock. As if this whole experience hadn't been strange enough, now Rick, a childhood friend was looking right at him.

I didn't change much. Notice the difference? This sounds a little better to me than what you wrote. The sentence after that was actually good though.

“("What the hell...") Noah heard himself say, what could he possibly do?”

This sentence also sounds awkward. You could have also seperated this into two sentences. When its together, it sounds more like you're continuing what he says (that is to say, Noah says “what the hell” and “what could he possibly do?”) An example:

“What the hell?” Noah heard himself say. This was unbelievable to his eyes; what could he possibly do?

I added the few words before “what could he possibly do” to support the sentence.

“He couldn't even tell why Rick was pointing at him with a gun, however, it couldn't be good.”

This is a sentence. It still sounds wrong though, and could easily be fixed by making it two sentences. Example:

He couldn't even tell why Rick was pointing the gun at him. It couldn't be good, that's for sure.

I thought however didn't work with the sentence, so I changed it with a similar phrase. The qoute after was fine. The sentence after that though was not.

“Noah hoped that his words were reaching Rick, he didn't want to hurt Rick and he certaintly didn't want to kill him.”

You mentioned Rick's name twice in the same sentence, which is a no-no. Even separated, it still wouldn't sound good since it's in the same paragraph. Example:

Noah hoped that his words reached his friend. He didn't want to hurt Rick, and he certainly didn't want to kill him.

Sometimes, using commas like that helps. It would help too if “certainly” was in italics, but is not essential.

“He pointed his own gun at Rick, a .454 raging bull revolver, it packed a mighty punch.”

By now you should know with all of my explaining what the problem here is. It could be made into two sentences, but is not. Example:

He pointed his own gun at Rick, a .454 raging bull revolver. It packed a mighty punch.

See, I really didn't change anything but the comma that time. It would help to have “raging bull revolver” capitalized, but I'm no gun mechanic.

“(" Now, put the gun down and we can talk about this.") Noah continued, gun still pointed.”

This one actually has to be one sentence. You don't need “now” either. Example:

“Put the gun down and we can talk about this,” Noah continued, gun still pointed.

The last paragraph had no problems. Take in this critics point of view, and if it wouldn't be too much trouble, give me another sample with this implemented.

I, Riolu: You bring something very interesting to this RP. Not to mention, it is a pretty good sign-up. It has some forgivable misspellings and phrases, so you are. *Accepted*

XunknownX: That was a great sign-up! You kept the character's personality in relation to the Pokemon she is becoming and the history screams out greatness. Your RP sample had all the elements I could ask for, from drama to up-beat in your face thrilling action movement! I must be crazy to say no. *Accepted*
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Old April 16th, 2008 (08:43 PM). Edited April 16th, 2008 by Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses.
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Noah opened the door and gaped in shock. As if this whole experience hadn't been strange enough, now Rick, a childhood friend was looking right at him.
The only thing that spoiled this comforting moment was the bitter semi-automatic that was being grasped by Rick.

“What the hell?” Noah heard himself say. This was unbelievable to his eyes; what could he possibly do? He couldn't even tell why Rick was pointing the gun at him. It couldn't be good, that's for sure.

"Noah hoped that his words reached his friend. He didn't want to hurt Rick, and he certainly didn't want to kill him.. He pointed his own gun at Rick, a .454 raging bull revolver. It packed a mighty punch.

"Put the gun down and we can talk about this." Noah continued, gun still pointed.

Not even the good memories of growing up with Rick could single out the thought that he might have to put a bullet through his brain. Please..no, not like this..


Or a completely new example?

AJ looked upon the speciman in front of him, Disgusting.The man in front of him was a lowly, unforgivable, waste of oxygen. Why? Mainly to the fact that the man in front of him had preformed a horrendous act on a psychopathic, inhumane scale. The man in front of AJ, had released the virus. AJ was now wishing terribly, that he had been here sooner, so he could've finished off the man himself. The man in front of AJ was none other but Carlito Rodriguez.

Facing away from the corpse, AJ looked around. The room was basically empty, a few empty vials and a syringe or two, but nothing vital. Being carefull not too touch many of the dangerous pointy things, afraid of infection. " What do we have here?" AJ asked to no one in particular. The Latino picked up a notebook, some kind of medical journal? AJ asked himself as he began to flip through the slightly dirtied journal. After skimming through it a little, he walked out of the room. Bad idea AJ looked at what was in front of him, the ciggerete that he had currently been puffing on fell to the bloodied floor, Holy Shi- AJ's thoughts were interupted by a deafening roar.

The young Latino backed up a few steps, he had thought it was bad enough with zombies, but THIS. AJ didn't know what THIS was, it sure as hell wasn't human. The creature had to be atleast twenty feet tall, the thing was huge, not just tall but very obese. AJ drew his shotgun and fired BLAM! It punctured the fat, but the thing didn't stop coming.

AJ was just in awe, it all felt hopeless to him. Tears. He was crying, and on his knees as the thing inched closer. " It'sh veen a vile.." Rasped a disgusting voice from the creature's back. " No, Your dead. I saw you die. You CAN'T be here! YOU CAN'T! YOUR DEAD!" AJ yelled, he was incredibally disturbed. " In vee flesh, or vhats veft vov it." The voice replied.

AJ looked at the beast, higher. Hanging onto the creatures back was him, a horribly mutated, ragid, ripped apart AJ. AJ dropped his shotgun CLANK, the mental stress was too much. Way too much. AJ collapased, hoping for the best.
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Fallen angel: I actually have to admit that you learned pretty quick. O_o

Well, I wasn't expecting that. Your writing has been cleaned up, and it would appear you know what I want now. You can be accepted, but if I may ask one more favor of you; write a sign-up here in this OOC thread. I also want to see an RP sample on the lighter side, as things won't get as nasty (in a good way) as you've written out zombie horror. XD Basically, what I want is for you to write something that flows easily. Look at what every one else has written in their sign-ups and try to write something similar. Tone down the grotesque and ugly too, because that's not really telling me much on how you can write a good drama. >_>;

Everyone Else: You might be wondering how the heck my character just pulled the microphone from another room all randomly. Well, he doesn't know either, but it is because the Pokemon which he still does not know he is becoming is going to be a Psyduck. Psyduck's are also known to be psychic types, and from what I can remember from the show, this action he did is possible. >_>

What this basically means is that if the Pokemon you are becoming has a certain ability or certain elemental control, this invisible force just gave you control of that ability. You decide how long it take before you become a Pokemon though, hehe.
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Name: AJ Valentine

Age: 7

Gender: male

Location: Viridian

Pokémon to Become: Riolu

Appearance/Description: AJ has somewhat long blond hair, but not long enough for any ponytail's or anything. He has angelic blue eyes. He is around four foot, maybe a little smaller, he only weighs around 50 or so pounds, he doesn't have too much muscle as he is just a little kid, he's just real skinny. He is caucasian. His skins a bit paler then he wants, but thats because he doesn't get enough sun, which is understandable. Sorta.

When AJ noticed something that seemed like panic he decided he would need to look tough, so he dug out his halloween costume and started wearing that. His costume is that of Links, floppy green hat, brown undershirt, white pants and green tunic. He also wears leather brown boots. He is hoping he looks intimidating like this, but so far no one has been awed by his plastic sword.

However, on a regular day, one where something strange isn't going on in the world... He will wear a usually colorful, oversized T-shirt with a light jacket with a picture of a pikachu on it, a pair of ratty blue denim jeans and some scruffy red sneakers that have not dirtied to much, since he doesn't do alot of activities. He usually never ever wears a hat, because he easily gets hat hair and it looks wierd.

Personality: AJ tries to be a hero, he tries to be brave. But fails MISREBALY. Because in reality, he is just a small wimpy timid boy. However, he can be great company as he always follows orders (in fear of getting beat up..) And tries to please. He'll occasionaly crack jokes, which have the humor level of a 2nd graders... but atleast he tries. AJ is actually pretty lazy for a kid, unlike all the hyper and sports playing kids, he enjoys a nice day of playing his gameboy color.

When faced with comments about the fact that he may be too young he promptly pouts and will usually do it anyway, which usually gets him in unwanted trouble, it's generally annoying of him.

A bad thing would be at waht seems to be the WORST times he will talk louder then he really should, and maybe he's little gullible, Okay, Really gullible. Pizza man on the moon? Sure, he's asking what toppings. He's just like a sponge, soaks things in and belives them without any evidense. Your average 2nd grader.



History: optional.

Love: None.

Other: not much to add here.

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AJ grinned, the cool evening air slapped his face, however it didn't sting and felt quite nice. The young boy wondered if he could go any faster, he was riding his new bike and it felt terrific. Not just twenty minutes ago he had fled his own house to find his family, which seemed to be absent from home. What IS going on? He asked himself as he watched his surroundings. Earlier that day he had heard about the pokemon crisis, he was a little disapointed since he never DID have one.

Around him he could see some people screaming at each other, accusing! Some people were even throwing punches, violence! People were complaining, people were rioting and people were panicing. The city was just full of sad, angry and very emotional people right now.

AJ didn't think that just since some pokemon went missing that it was okay to riot, or panic. Just a few pokemon, right? AJ tried to remember back to the news, was it all of them? The young boy frowned, this might be a problem. Was it his problem though? AJ just shook his head

AJ activated the break on his bike and got off, he then just let it fall to the ground. He began to walk towards a place of great commotion, the pokecenter. The center was filled with lots of young and old complaining trainers, all wrapped up and worried about their own pokemon troubles. AJ began to ask what exactly was going on, but no one would listen to him. Frustrated, AJ sat down on an empty couch and pouted.
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What this basically means is that if the Pokemon you are becoming has a certain ability or certain elemental control, this invisible force just gave you control of that ability.
Oh good. I was kind of weirded out by that, having a microphone just pulled out of the walls in Tom's hand without anything being done.
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Quote originally posted by Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses:
Name: AJ Valentine

Age: 7

Gender: male

Location: Viridian

Pokémon to Become: Riolu

Appearance/Description: AJ has somewhat long blond hair, but not long enough for any ponytail's or anything. He has angelic blue eyes. He is around four foot, maybe a little smaller, he only weighs around 50 or so pounds, he doesn't have too much muscle as he is just a little kid, he's just real skinny. He is caucasian. His skins a bit paler then he wants, but thats because he doesn't get enough sun, which is understandable. Sorta.

When AJ noticed something that seemed like panic he decided he would need to look tough, so he dug out his halloween costume and started wearing that. His costume is that of Links, floppy green hat, brown undershirt, white pants and green tunic. He also wears leather brown boots. He is hoping he looks intimidating like this, but so far no one has been awed by his plastic sword.

However, on a regular day, one where something strange isn't going on in the world... He will wear a usually colorful, oversized T-shirt with a light jacket with a picture of a pikachu on it, a pair of ratty blue denim jeans and some scruffy red sneakers that have not dirtied to much, since he doesn't do alot of activities. He usually never ever wears a hat, because he easily gets hat hair and it looks wierd.

Personality: AJ tries to be a hero, he tries to be brave. But fails MISREBALY. Because in reality, he is just a small wimpy timid boy. However, he can be great company as he always follows orders (in fear of getting beat up..) And tries to please. He'll occasionaly crack jokes, which have the humor level of a 2nd graders... but atleast he tries. AJ is actually pretty lazy for a kid, unlike all the hyper and sports playing kids, he enjoys a nice day of playing his gameboy color.

When faced with comments about the fact that he may be too young he promptly pouts and will usually do it anyway, which usually gets him in unwanted trouble, it's generally annoying of him.

A bad thing would be at waht seems to be the WORST times he will talk louder then he really should, and maybe he's little gullible, Okay, Really gullible. Pizza man on the moon? Sure, he's asking what toppings. He's just like a sponge, soaks things in and belives them without any evidense. Your average 2nd grader.



History: optional.

Love: None.

Other: not much to add here.

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AJ grinned, the cool evening air slapped his face, however it didn't sting and felt quite nice. The young boy wondered if he could go any faster, he was riding his new bike and it felt terrific. Not just twenty minutes ago he had fled his own house to find his family, which seemed to be absent from home. What IS going on? He asked himself as he watched his surroundings. Earlier that day he had heard about the pokemon crisis, he was a little disapointed since he never DID have one.

Around him he could see some people screaming at each other, accusing! Some people were even throwing punches, violence! People were complaining, people were rioting and people were panicing. The city was just full of sad, angry and very emotional people right now.

AJ didn't think that just since some pokemon went missing that it was okay to riot, or panic. Just a few pokemon, right? AJ tried to remember back to the news, was it all of them? The young boy frowned, this might be a problem. Was it his problem though? AJ just shook his head

AJ activated the break on his bike and got off, he then just let it fall to the ground. He began to walk towards a place of great commotion, the pokecenter. The center was filled with lots of young and old complaining trainers, all wrapped up and worried about their own pokemon troubles. AJ began to ask what exactly was going on, but no one would listen to him. Frustrated, AJ sat down on an empty couch and pouted.
That's a pretty good sign-up. I see that you've now gotten your juice back. I mean, come on; the person that created the 14 page long first post RP a long time ago had to have something up his sleeves. XD Seems you've really wanted this.

Okay Fallen, you are accepted. I see your using the same character as the first Star in the Sky. Mind if both our characters have the same relationship as before?

Oh yeah, and do you need a summary of what has gone on so far?
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Nah, I know whats pretty much going on. Yes, same relationship is fine. ^_^
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Alrighty then. Everyone in the RP, listen up! My character and Fallen's character already have a sort of relationship. My character baby-sits on occasions for Fallen's ever since before the star went bye-bye, and to say the least, things can get a little crazy with him (I mean he's seven years old; things will always be crazy). >_>;
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Me and Fallen have the same morph. This should be interesting. I remember that little kid in the rp fallen

Anyway Random I have some news. JBCBlank says she has to drop out of the roleplay and has allowed me control of her character.
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Quote originally posted by Nerevarine:
Me and Fallen have the same morph. This should be interesting. I remember that little kid in the rp fallen

Anyway Random I have some news. JBCBlank says she has to drop out of the roleplay and has allowed me control of her character.
Okay then. I've made the changes on the first post. Try to stay in character though.
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Random_fan can you move the plot a little forward? Because I can't do anything right now that wouldn't be pointless spam
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Quote originally posted by SkyeSlipstream:
Name: Craig Hayuro

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Location: Mahogany City, Johto.

Pokémon to Become: Sableye

Appearance/Description: Craig stands at about five feet tall and is thinner than normal. His long hair is a dark shade of hazelnut brown and reaches his neck. His skin tone is an unusually pale white. His face is relatively clean, has only has one or two spots and has no freckles. His eyes are a faint blue with a tint of grey and his hair sometimes covers them. His nose is flat and straight. His ears are small and hide behind his hair. Craig believes it's more of his father's looks than his mother's.
He commonly wears a plain crimson shirt with short sleeves, a navy blue jacket over it, light grey thick jeans with no pockets and plain white sneakers with laces. He enjoys wearing dark sunglasses, but only when he needs them. He also wears black gloves. He has his right ear studded with a small silver trinket. He says he doesn't mind what he is wearing, but he is actully quite insecure about his appearance.

Personality: Craig is the quiet type. He isn't much for conversation, believing there is a difference between being lonely and being alone. Therefore, he has very few friends. Craig is a great thinker and often questions life, plans inventions and outsmarts opponents. However, while certainly not gullible, he is sometimes overly curious and has a habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Craig thinks tactically and can spot a problem easily. He is quick to judge people on their appearance, believing people will do the same as him. Craig enjoys reading and writing (he keeps a journal in his room). Craig is easily annoyed by other people and firmly believes ignorance is not bliss. Craig is witty and smart; while he talks rarely, he can argue and banter for hours. If provoked, Craig will defend himself, but with a lack of fighting experience, he will rely on intimidation and mind tricks more than actual fighting. To conclude, Craig is the cold, calculating type that people tend to avoid.

History: Craig was born in Blackthorn City on November 19th. As he grew up, people noticed he was rather smart for his age, learning to read surprisingly fast. However, people were also worried about the fact that he didn't socialize much with other children. When Craig was six, his family moved to Mahogany City and Craig would spend time by the lake by himself, simply thinking, reading or writing. As he continued growing up, this pattern continued as he excelled at his schoolwork, yet was one of the least popular kids. Sure enough, the present day is still the same.

Love: Single and not interested in the slightest.

Other: Craig has had no experience with raising or battling Pokemon.

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Drip. Drip. Drip.
Crimson blood seeped from the gaping chest wound of her father's limp body. She couldn't move or speak or think. There was nothing in the world but the heavy stench of death and the sound of her rasping breath. The walls of the room, blank and white with no furniture, seemed to close in on her. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. The body was draped in a long white lab coat, now splattered with dark red. A second man stood above the corpse. He was dressed in nothing but blue, a bold white 'A' leaping from his shirt. The girl couldn't bring herself to look at his face. Time stood still. Everything stopped but the blood.
Drip. Drip. Drip.


The girl woke up in a frantic, cold sweat. She could feel his heart pounding against her chest, as if trying to escape before it burst. She blinked once, then again, forcing herself to calm down. Her bedroom was still the same; lime green walls scattered with posters of Pokemon, thin blue carpet with the coffee stain in the corner by the oak wardrobe. Silver moonlight sifted through her faint lilac curtains and it danced across her floor as clouds floating in front of the view. It took a full minute to calm herself down, the dream feeling so very real. As she tried to return to her sleep, a dark thought sent chills down her spine.
Was it a dream? Or was it a premonition of the future?
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EDIT: Oh wow, my "double post" autimatically merged. Anyway:

I hope my description in my most recent post isn't too bad for everyone. I mean, I don't want to have to draw a picture of the place (especially since we'll be getting to even more weird places that are hard to imagine without images to fully grasp XD).
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Well, I wasn't able to post on time today again. It took a while to get home. It would probably be easier for me to not follow all the people apparently involved in the main plot thing or something for now... I just can't get myself to think that fast, or even make my posts shorter at the moment, which sucks. Don't know why it's hard.

Despite my annoying complaining or whatever this is, I am not giving up that easily. I put too much thought in the character, and I don't want it to go to waste. I do hope I'll know what I can do soon. Sorry.
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Hmm just something I notice. Maybe it was a bad idea for me to pick a pokemon that happens to have two blades. Still I hope it is ok I dull down the blades a bit on my little pokemon for this moment.
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Going to be gone until late monday, I give full permission for anyone to controll my character until then. X_X
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