The Luiva Quest

[Royal]

Welcome to the Pokemon Luiva thread!

THIS THREAD CONTAINS FAKEMON (IT DOESN’T SAY IN THE RULES THAT WE CAN’T INCLUDE THEM.)
Here's the link for the Pokedex: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=174953
WARNING: Fakemon won't appear in there until they do in this thread.

Storyline:

It has been five years and a new region has been discovered! It is located south of Johto and east of Kanto so many of those regions’ Pokemon have migrated to Luiva, as well as Pokemon from the Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Orre regions. There is a downside, however. Professor Devanea, the major and well-known professor of the Luiva region has traveled around Luiva but has only documented and caught about twenty new Pokemon species in Luiva. This is where you come in…

As a new trainer, you will be given a starter from Professor Devanea and will be able to travel around Luiva to capture your team as well as documenting the Pokemon that Professor Devanea has not already documented. This is not an easy task as you may think: This region is very big, almost three times the size of the Hoenn region and ten gyms are spread out across the lands of Luiva. The gym leaders are very experienced and hard to beat. They all master in a specific type: Ghost, Ground, Water, Dragon, Fire… And sometimes the Pokemon they own could be useful in documenting…

There is also one little catch – there’s a team called Team Jasper that has scattered their members across the lands in search of rare and powerful Pokemon. Three of these Pokemon happen to be hibernating in the town of the tenth gym and if they awake, the world would end as we know it. There was the Core Pokemon – Iovoliu, the Space Pokemon Dewevil, and the Life Pokemon Luivathe which the Luiva Region was named after. Your duty is to also stop Team Jasper from awakening these Pokemon and causing havoc in this world which surely will destroy millions of lives, both Pokemon and human.

Rules:
1. Be active.
2. Don't godmod.
3. Only post OOC things on the OOC thread (unless separated like this and marked OOC).
4. Follow basic role-playing rules.
5. Use proper grammar, spelling and punctuation as best you can.
6. Don't bunny without permission.
7. If you aren't active for a long period of time without excuse, you will either be bunnied or kicked out.
8. No legendaries shall appear unless stated otherwise.
9. Do NOT post ahead until I grade your post!
10. MUST have RP sample in sign-up unless stated otherwise.
11. No reservations unless stated otherwise.

Sign-Up:

Name: (First and Last)
Age: (Between 12 and 16)
Personality: (At least two paragraphs)
Appearance: (At least two paragraphs)
History: (At least one paragraph – I need some backstory for your character.)
Preferred Starter: (Look below and choose from the three unless they weren’t already taken.)
2 RP Samples: (YES, two. I want some literate and very good role-players here.)

Starters:



Name: Crimtwig
Type: Grass
Level: 5
Gender: Male or Female
Moves: Tackle, Growl
Status: TAKEN by King900000



Name: Smebull
Type: Fire
Level: 5
Gender: Male or Female
Moves: Tackle, Growl
Status: TAKEN by Z34guy



Name: Shampi
Type: Water
Level: 5
Gender: Male or Female
Moves: Scratch, Growl
Status: TAKEN by Wolfwhispers

[Wolfwhispers]

The fire guy is the same as the grass type guy. : /

[Royal]

Fixed!

25 CHARACTER LIMIT HAS NO EFFECT ON ME >:D

[Manipulation]

So you don't have an appearance section in the SU?
Is this on purpose or an accident?

[Royal]

:x Fixed that too.

25 CHARACTER LIMIT HAS NO EFFECT ON ME

[Wolfwhispers]

NAME: Jet Logan
AGE: 16
PERSONALITY: Jet is definitely the most randomly emotional guy you'll ever meet. Many people claim he acts like a girl during her time of month, but that just gets them a punch in the face. Jet is definitely the party type guy, loving music and dancing like a crazy person, but then of course sometimes he randomly feels awkward, and absolutely loathes it. When Jet isn't out partying with high school friends, he takes walks with his neighbors pokemon, as that is his side job. Hen enjoys it, and that has led him to loving pokemon.

When angry, Jet can get so mad that when he yells it doesn't make sense. It sucks for him, and he hates it, because he knows his point isn't being made. Fortunately when he calms down, he can think up good come backs or explanation, but unfortunately for him, he never gets a chance to give people a real piece of his mind, which continually pisses him off.

APPEARANCE: Jet has spiky teal hair that continuiously get stuck in his eyes, no matter how much he brushes it aside. Despite people telling him to get it cut, he simply doesn't. Great procrastinator ever. As for clothing, Jet likes to wear simple blue jeans a black long shirt and a brown overshirt. The clothes are simple enough to keep him warm if it gets chilly, but pleasant enough if its a bit too warm. When it does get really chilly, however, he will where a blue gray sweater.

HISTORY: Jet has lived with his Grandparents his whole life, or at least he assumes so because he lived with them even as a baby. He has no recollection of his parents. No mom, no dad, and his grandparents don't like to talk about it, so he has never pushed aside from the random question everynow and then, like on father's day or mother's day. Jet does like to think that his parent's are super secret spies, but really doubts that theory since his grandparents are just sort of... well, old.

While his parents may be old, they certainly had their adventurous sides, always taking Jet on random little field trips that had plenty of nature and pokemon. He could remember one time going in a hot air balloon fueled by only pokemon. The Inferape attendant had been most welcome. And the Dragonair flight through Misty Mountains... Jet would treasure these memories forever, knowing that the way his grandparents had raised him to be a daring young man that simply enjoys life.

Starter: Male Shampi

[Royal]

Wolfwhispers: ACCEPTED. Good SU.

[Z34guy]

can I reserve a spot with a male Smebull while I work on my SU?

[Royal]

Please reread rules.

Get your SU up as fast as you can.

Wolfwhispers, you may start.

Chapter One
Posts: 1

You are currently residing in Crystagem Town where you will receive your first starter. As the clock hits seven AM, you leave your apartment and step out into the sunshine. Crystagem is a peaceful and small town, but has a Pokemart, Pokemon Center, training gym, school, and a hotel in its center. Just up the hill is Professor Devanea's lab.
Upon entering, you are greeting by a blonde-haired woman who introduces herself as Professor Devanea. She leads you to a small room and there's a device in the middle holding three Pokeballs. Professor Devanea explains to you that upon giving you your starter, you start your journey and will meet hundreds of Pokemon along the way. When you receive your starter, a Pokedex, and five Pokeballs, you exit the lab. Upon letting out your Pokemon and introducing yourself to it you both head to Route 501, the first route to Snowitip City...

[Wolfwhispers]

OOC: Am I, like, the only RPer?

Jet Logan heaved out a loud sigh as he kicked at a pebble. Today was the day he would get his starter pokemon, but he was just informed that the pokemon he would be recieving was some sort of newly discovered pokemon instead of the one he had originally wanted. It was a bit frustrating to realize that the starter pokemon you had always wanted was taken away for this new breed. Although exiting in its own way to get a newly discovered pokemon, Jet still felt a bit annoyed.

As he came upon the large white lab in Crystagem Town, he knocked on the door a bit more harshly than intended, but he reasoned it was beause he was a bit annoyed on the day of his journey. An annoyed huff met his ears as soon as he stopped his loud knocking. Blinking as the door opened, Jet took in the sight of a blond woman in her late thirties. She gazed down at him with stern, brown eyes.

"Now really, us there really need for such a ruckus?"

Jet scowled at her tone before grudgingly saying, "Sorry."

With another stern look, she beckoned him in. "Your name?" she asked, looking over a list of names.

"Jet Logan," Jet grunted, folding his arms in irritation.

"Logan... Logan... ah, here you are." She peered into his eyes for a moment. "You were registered to get the water pokemon, Shampi." Again Jet felt his irritation spike. He had wanted a fire type. "Along with your pokemon, you will recieve a five pokeballs and a pokedex and will use such devices to mold yourself in a pokemon trainer. Is this understood?"

Jet rolled his eyes. "Yep."

The female professor gave a disdainful sniff. "Very well. Here are you items and pokeball," she said, handing over five empty pokeballs, a pokedex and single pokeball with the water symbol on it. "Now go out and make a respectable trainer of yourself."

"Thanks," Jet said dryly, taking hold of the pokeball and leaving the lab with a backwards wave. As soon as he got a good distance away from the lab, he tossed the pokeball high into the air and watched it explode in a bright white light.

The pokemon that appeared was small, round and chubby that looked like it couldn't hold its own. "Shampi, shm!" it shouted happily as it waved its little tail. The fin on its back twitched a bit as it gazed up at its trainer.

Jet grimaced as he saw the pokemon. "Can you, er, battle?" he asked awkwardly. Really, such a puny thing couldn't do much, could it.

Affronted, Shampi stomped the ground. "Smam!" it said angrily.

"Don't get all pissed," Jet snapped. "I mean, have you even looked at yourself?" Shampi continued to glare. With an exasperated grunt, Jet gestured for his pokemon to follow. "Come on, Shampi, let's go see what you can do on the route."

"Samh," Shampi said with a deep voice, waddling beside his trainer.

"Oh, and by the way, my name is Jet, your trainer..."

[Royal]

Wolfwhispers: Good post. And no, you're not the only RPer. I have a few more people interested.

[Z34guy]

NAME: Angel Gemps

AGE: 16

PERSONALITY: shy, timid, keeps to himself and likes to listen to pop music. Surprisingly stoic and doesn’t reveal his feelings easily as well as having a hard time telling others feelings (even when it’s oh so blatantly obvious). Underneath this though is a loving, caring person who’s deeply troubled by other’s opinions. This is all hidden under a layer of depression though. When he thinks he's alone, he sings to make himself feel better. He's really good at singing but gets overly embarrassed when someone overhears him.

He is almost never seen without listening to SOME kind of music. Many have asked how his iPod stays completely charged constantly. He listens to music so much that he often uses lyrics of songs to talk. It doesn't bother him as he loves to mess with people and can be mischevious when he wants to.

APPEARANCE: Angel has dark blue spikey hair and crystal-like blue eyes that seem to glow slightly in darkness giving them an eerily beautiful vibe (Think Sora Hashiba from 'Sukisho", but younger looking) . He stands at 5' 10" and weighs around 160 lbs. His frame is tall and skinny but normal for his age. He wears a pair noise canceling headphones around his neck. Covering his torso is a white T shirt with two uneven blue stripes running down the front off to the right (to him) side a little. His legs are covered with jeans that hug his thighs but open up at the bottom for a bell-bottom like look with fading running down the front and back. On his wrist is a fuzzy black wristband/sweatband and he wears black sneakers with stylized red stitching and silver lining. On his shoulder is strapped a black messenger bag with blue inserts.

HISTORY: Angel was born and raised in Viridian City. As a young child, he was a bright student, often getting A's and B's, but where he excelled was Music and Chorus. As he got older, his love of music and singing grew, often putting him at odds with his dad who want edhim to follow in the family tradition of becoming a pokemon trainer. As his love for music and singing grew, so also did his abilitys. It became apparent by age 12 that he was more talented than most famous singers.

His dad is an ex-pokemon trainer turned reseacher with professor Oak. Being that his dad is dealing with science, his dad tends to think things through logically and scientifically. He has a lower chance of becoming a pop idol than becoming a gym leader. Things would be easier for him had his mom been there to support him despite his dad, but Angel's mom passed away when he was born, leading to his father being a bit overprotective.

When his father and Professor Oak heard of a new region, the commissioned Angel to go and discover pokemon in the newly discovered region. Due to his father never listening to what he really wanted, Angel developed an intense loathing of his father.

No matter how much he denies it, Angel makes a great pokemon trainer. Years of onhand experience with his dad has led to a unique battle style. Rather than shouting out attacks, he trains his pokemon to respond to changes in the pitch of his voice while he sings during a battle. The change in pitch tells them what to do. This gives him the constant element of surprise as no one he's met has been able to figure out what he's thinking or what he ordered his pokemon to do. However, sometimes it backfires when the pokemon mistakes one tone for another. He's apparently also trained them to know when he's singing for fun and when he's singing to command. This unique battle style combined with the range of tones and notes his voice can hit makes for a very tough battle.

Starter: Male Smebull

[Royal]

Z34guy: Good SU. ACCEPTED. You may start the roleplay.

[Z34guy]

OOC: One thing before I start. Is swearing allowed as long as it's not excessive?

[Royal]

Yeah, it's fine. It doesn't say "No swearing" in the rules :D

[Z34guy]

"**** my life" Angel muttered to himself as he left his temporary apartment. He had basically been shipped off here by his dad and Professor Oak the moment they found out about a new region. 'They didn't even listen to my protests. I don't want to be a pokemon trainer. I never had an interest in pokemon... ****ing dad' Thought Angel as he walked through the streets of Crystagem town.

He came upon a large white lab that was shaped like a dome. Checking the address he was given, he knocked on the door before and assistant opened it up and let him in. 'Maybe I can find a way to work in music and singing into pokemon training' he thought as he walked through the lab. He finally came upon a woman in her thirties in a labcoat and guessed it was the professor.

"Name?" she asked sternly.

"Angel Gemps" Angel said feeling uneasy. The woman's voice was stern and harsh sounding very business-like.

She moved her finger down a list of names rather quickly. "Ah here we are. Son of Professor Gemps"

Angel growled at the mention of his old man.

"You're registered for Smebull, the fire type pokemon. Here's your five pokeballs and pokedex. You should know what to do as the son of a pokemon professor."

Angel gritted his teeth as anger took over. He grabbed the Professor by her shirt collar and pulled her to his face. "Don't relate me or even compare me to that man. Understood?"

The professor gulped and nodded slowly.

Angel immediately let go as his disposition changed immediately to a cheery sunny attitude. "OK! Thanks! Seeya! Bye!" Angel said rapidly as he put the things in his messenger bag and ran off happily.

The professor gave a sigh of relief as the teen left. "That kid has serious issues."

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Angel walked happily to the end of the town and the start of route 501. Figuring no people around would be ideal for introducing himself to the new pokemon, he let Smebull out of it's ball. A shaggy dog-looking pokemon came out of the ball.

"Sme sme smebull!" it said confused.

"You must be Smebull. I'm Angel, your new trainer" Angel said, his voice taking on a sugary sweet sound.

A look of understanding came across it's face.

"Can I , um... pet you... without getting burned?" Angel asked honestly as the Smebull nodded it's head yes in response.

"Great" Angel smied as he pet the Smebull, which seemed to pur softly with each stroke.

"Come on. You ready to do this?"

"SMEBULL SME!" it yelled as they happily walked towards the route.

[Royal]

Z34guy: An okay post, but can you fix the old man to being a blonde girl who looks like she's in her thirties please? You're getting your starter from Professor Devanea, a woman not a man.

[Z34guy]

oops... sorry... didn't know... will fix asap

EDIT: fixed

[Royal]

Chapter Two: Route 501
Posts: 1 - 2

Route 501 is a winding forest and meadow much like a maze. Many wild Pokemon live here in the trees and the scent of honey is in the air.
YOU CAN LOOK AT THE LINK IN THE FIRST POST FOR DATA ON THE POKEMON BELOW.

The wild Pokemon in this area:

Quisi
Levels 2 - 5
Moves: Tackle, String Shot

Wyvell
Levels 2 - 5
Moves: Peck, Sand Attack

[King!]

Now that isn't fair!

Name: Jack Gregor

Gender: Male

Age: 13

The rest I'll cover with you soon.

[Royal]

No need for an SU King... you can have Crimtwig.

[King!]

Chapter 1: Beginning Backwards



Jack stepped out of the hotel lobby, into the calm breeze outside. He walked down the steps, and onto the sandy path that winded through the small town. Today he was starting his journey through Luvia, I newly discovered region, under Johto, and east of Kanto. It was a new challenge, with all new Pokémon, after his quest through Hoenn, his home-region. He’d left his home in Lilycove yesterday, and took a cruise-ship all the way to Crystagem Town, where he would start over and receive a brand-new Pokémon for his journey.

“Now where is it”, Jack mumbled, scanning the rooftops. “There!” he said excitedly, and headed toward a tall building, the tallest besides the hotel. Once he reached the door, he walked inside.

It was quiet, but full of energy, cluttered and compacted. Test tubes, tables, scattered paper, but no Pokémon. At a desk on the far side of the room, there was a middle-aged woman, with blonde hair, with her elbows on the desktop and her hands on her fore-head, her face looking down at the table.

“Uhhh…….you okay?” Jack slowly asked.

“Oh!” the woman sprang up from her seat. “I’m terribly sorry, I was just……..well, let’s just say I was in “Thinking Mode. What do you need, hun?”

Is she serious? , Jack thought. Thinking Mode? And what does it look like I’m here for? Is SHE the Professor?

“I’m here to receive my first Pokémon, maim”, Jack said respectfully. “And start my journey.”

“Oh”, she responded. “I’m……kind of……out. See, the last Pokémon we had……it ran away. IT hopped right out the window! And…..and…..” Tears started coming to her eyes.

“Um, it’s okay Professor, I’ll help you find it. It’s around here, right?”

“Yeah……..I think. We’ll look together, then?”

“Yeah!” Jack responded, and the two walked out the door of the lab.

(OOC: It's short, but it's the first poist!)

[Wolfwhispers]

"Ok," Jet let out as he walked through the high grass of the route he was in. "Let's find at least something." He and Shampi had been walking for at least a good half hour, and yet they had yet to see a single pokemon or person, and Jet was starting to loose his patience. Shampi, the chubby water pokemon, was moving terribly slowly, and he was starting to wonder if he should just trade it for something better, like a Cyndaquil or something.

"Shampi sham!" Shampi cried out suddenly, pointing a single claw at a small shadow covered in the large grass.

Jet narrowed his eyes in an effort to try and get a better look at said shadow. As they moved closer, the shadow was overcome with light and they could see that it was some sort of bird pokemon that had similarities to both a Pidgey and a Psyduck. According to his pokedex, it was a Wyvell.

"Alright, get in there and use Scratch!" Jet ordered loudly, startling the bird pokemon.

The large beaked pokemon just had enough time to turn its head around and see who had called out to get a nice blue claw right in the face. "Wyvv!" it quacked, flapping its small wings away as it was painfully shoved forward by the sharp claws. "Wy!" it snarled as it began to kick up sand with its wings.

"Saamm," Shampi whimpered as he covered his face with his hands against the Sand Attack.

Jet groaned. "Don't just stand there during an attack that doesn't cause any damage!" he snapped. "Use Scratch!"

"Sham," Shampi murmered a bit more boldy. It narrowed its black eyes on the hovering bird. Giving out a loud cry, it ran forward as fast as it could with its claws raised. "Shampi"

"Wyy," Wyvell complained loudly, irritated that this pokemon was still attacking him. With a carefully poised beak, Wyvell waited just until the Shampi was within distance, and then he struck, nailing Shampi right in the chest with Peck.

"Shaampi!" Shampi wailed, clutching his stomach and staggering back. With a pitiful look towards his trainer, Shampi was disappointed to see that he wasn't about to be called back.

"Are you kidding me?" Jet growled. "One attack... Just one! Get in there and use Scratch, and I don't want to hear any complaining!"

"Wy! Wy! Wy!" the duck pokemon laughed in delight as it saw the trainer snapping at the pokemon. "Wvell," it taunted, flapping its wings to start hovering.

"Shamm," Shampi grumbled despairingly. With one last glance at its trainer, Shampi charged, claws forward.

"Vell," the Wyvell murmered, shaking its head in disbelief. With a glare, he poised his beak, once more waiting for Shampi to get within range.

"Jump!" Jet roared, seeing that the Wyvell was going for the same tactic.

"Sham!" Shampi shouted, jumping high and just in time, for where he used to be was a big beak digging into the ground from a missed Peck attack. "Shampi!" Shampi roared, bringing down his hand with as much strength as possible in a desperate attempt to awe his trainer.

The claw came down hard and raked Wyvell's hide painfully. A few feathers were shredded and removed from his body, making him give a painful cry of, "Wyvll!"

"Shampi," Shampi breathed as he bounced back a bit and tossed his trainer a happy smile.

"Don't turn away from the battle before its done," Jet ground out in exasperation. "Let's try a Growl this time."

"Amp," Shampi grunted with a nod. Turning back to the wounded Wyvell, he bared his teeth and let out a threatening Growl that shook the bird pokemon's spine.

"Wyy..." Wyvell faltered, eyes wide with fear before giving into that fear and instinct. "Vell!" it cried, running forward on its feet, wings exposed as he rained down a series of vicious Pecks to Shampi's muh smaller and rounded body.

"Smp! Shamp! Am!" Shampi cried out with each vicious Peck. He shivered and backed away with his arms up, but the Pecks kept coming. Fearfully, Shampi desperately swung out with both his claws in an attempt to rid the bird pokemon of his body. To his complete and utter surprise, he felt his claws dig into warm flesh before a loud call of pain was given.

"Wyyy!" Wyvell wailed, falling to the ground and panting with the occasional twitch.

Warily, Shampi nudged the fallen body, a bit unsure as to what just happened, but his trainer spoke up, breaking his thoughts away.

"Well, I certainly didn't expect that," Jet muttered, staring down at the bird pokemon. "Honestly, I thought you would have been finished."

"Shmm..." Shampi looked away.

"But it seems you aren't entirely useless," Jet continued with a shrug as he turned away. "Come on, let's go battle something else."

Shampi watched his trainer walk away and, with a sigh, began to follow at a much slower pace.

[Royal]

King900000: An alright post... not how I wrote, but I'm willing to give it a chance.

Wolfwhispers: Good post! Shampi grew to Level 7 and learned Bubble.

[Z34guy]

((OOC: I would've posted earlier but i had yard work to do today. I won't be on tomorrow because I'll be doing fencework for my grandma. Yesterday, the day before that and the day before that, I was working on my car. The water pump is a b*tch to replace. Anyways, I'll TRY to be more active and post more often... On another note, I think I'm getting sick. Sorry for any inconvenience.))
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Angel and Smebull walked along side by side. Apparently already working on a battle strategy.

"Did you get that? I'll sing and you use the attack my singing makes you feel. It's easier for me to alter my singing to fit your battle style than it is to train you to specific notes.

"Smebull Sme!" it said happily nodding.

As they walked past the bushes, they noticed something red and yellow sticking out of a bush. It came out to reveal it was a bug pokemon.

Angel quickly ripped out his pokedex.

"Quisi, The Larva Pokemon. Height, 3 inches. Weight, 4 pounds. Hanging up in trees, Quisi usually use their string shot attack to capture and reel in prey. They have good vision since they have six eyes."

"Hmm... a bug pokemon... ok. Smebull, Go!" Angel said fiercely.

Smebull obeyed and jumped out in front.

Angel began singing a foreign song that sounded Swedish. ("DoTa" by Basshunter)

"Vi sitter här i venten och spelar lite DotA.
(I hear you man.)
Vi sitter här i venten och spelar lite DotA.
(I feel you man.)"

Hearing the lyrics, Smebull rushed in for a tackle attack. It hit, knocking the bug pokemon a few feet away. But the bug pokemon wasn't going down without a fight. The Quisi reared up and shot out a string shot attack which missed.

"Vi sitter här i venten och spelar lite DotA
å pushar på å smeker,
med motståndet vi leker.
Vi sitter här i venten och spelar lite DotA
å springer runt å creepar,
och motståndet vi sleepar."

Smebull growled then went in for a tackle attack. The attacks hit and Quisi looked down for the count. Angel reached into his messenger bag and threw a pokeball. Just then, however, a bird pokemon swooped down, hoping to get a free breakfast. The pokeball hit the bird pokemon and was sucked in. Thinking quickly, Angel threw another ball which this time hit the Quisi and sucked it in. Both balls wobbled back and forth before finally settling. Angel had just accidentally caught two pokemon at once.