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Old December 22nd, 2005 (12:41 PM). Edited July 29th, 2007 by Alter Ego.
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Way back in ancient times, or so the old tales go, there existed a civilization far greater than anything achieved ever since, one which was simply remembered as the Iga. Originally, or so the story goes, they were little more than a small clan. A primitive people who lived in harmony with nature, knowing nothing of the world beyond their own forests and hunting grounds, leading a simple lifestyle of hunting and foraging with the aid of the forest pok�mon, living so closely in tune with them that the tales even insist that some people were born with the ability to speak with these wondorous creatures. As time went by, the Iga clan learned ever more of the pok�mon they lived their lives with, each generation growing better at understanding and handling them than the one preceeding it. Those who displayed the best talent for handling and communicating with pok�mon quickly distinguished themselves from the rest, calling themselves druids or beastmasters and devoting their lives to further developing the gifts they possessed and to train those from the next generation who showed even greater potential than them. As the Iga clan's influence over wild pok�mon grew however, so did their arrogance, the druidic circle which had more or less assumed control over the rest of the clan soon deciding that they deserved more than a simple life in the forests, that othe civilizations should respect them like the masters they were, that they should leave a mark on the world that would last forever. They wished for world domination.

And theire wishes would not be denied, soon the announcement was made, and the Iga clan went to war with the beastmasters, or beast kings as they soon deicded to dub themselves, at the front, swiftly driving the neighbouring tribes back with the sheer power and numbers of their pok�mon, either enslaving or eliminating every other civilization that they came across. The pok�mon did not approve of course, but by now the Iga elders had learned their secrets so thoroughly that the poor creatures had little choice but to obey the ones who had once treated them as equals but now looked upon them as little more than usefull servants.

With each conquest, the beast kings' arrogance grew ever greater, and once they had cleared the continent they inhabited of all others, assuming that they now held the whole world in their possession, they began the next phase of their master plan; harnessing the power of both pok�mon and slaves from the other tribes to carve out glorious cities from themselves, be it from the faces of the tall mountain ridges, the depths of the forests, the bottom of the sea, or even mountain tops forced into levitation by constant effort from a large and carefully regulated group of psychic pok�mon,. Once the long labour was over, the beast kings, now five in all, each settled in the city that best suited their tastes, all of them lording over their own share of the people, although they met on regular intervals to decide on matters of greater import, passing on their thrones only to those they had most carefully moulded in their own image to make sure that things stayed as they were. So proud and full of their own power were they, that the beast kings proclaimed themselves beast gods instead, and later on, god kings, setting up a priesthood to serve them and help them lord over the ever more mutinous populace.

In this manner, things went on for quite a while, but with each generation, the god kings grew more and more self-complacent and less and less mindfull of the ancient arts that had granted them the power they held. Slowly, their influence over pok�mon began shrinking, although the god kings failed to realize this as the pok�mon who had begun regaining their free will were smart enough not to tip their captors off about it. Still, there was a rebellion brewing amongst the pok�mon, right beneath the god kings' noses and within the very base of their power and their nations capital; the sky city of Zhara-Dun. The independent pok�mon, as well as a few of the oppressed people who had caught wind, slowly gathering within the city itself, laying out their plans and biding their time, awaiting the right moment to strike.

And one fatefull day, that moment arrived when it once again became time for the god kings to assemble. They had barely made it to the meeting hall when the assault began, thousands of humans and pok�mon suddenly turning into open revolt, cutting their way through opposing soldiers and the pok�mon who were still enslaved until they reached what they were striving for; the levitation chamber, the very heart of the city where psychic pok�mon constantly toiled to keep the lofty construction afloat. The ensuing scene was short and brutal; the rebels turned on the already strained psychic types, cutting them down and sending the whole city crashing down into the sea, the power of the god kings and their clergy dying with it.

To this day, that battle is still remembered on Mono island, the peculiar, and unimaginatively named, location on the world map which was supposedly born from the afforementioned apocalyptic collision several millenia ago and which now houses one of the largest, most high-tech cities of the known world; Twilight City, a small state in its own right. This year, just like every year before, it is time for the memorial celebration of the epic battle between the rebels and the god kings, the whole city being turned into a battleground, complete with an upper walk for paying spectators, where willing trainers pit their pok�mon against an assortment of semi-wild ones amassed by the organizers of the event. The best trainer in the event is promised the usual fare; fame, glory, and a nifty prize as well as the title of beast king, or queen, of the year, although lesser prizes are offered for other outstanding performrances.

This year, there are also other forces at work behind the scenes however; rumours of ties between Waiwai Inc., one of the event's largest sponsors, and the notorious criminal organization Team Viper which has been rapidly tightening its hold of the region, calling upon increased police monitoring and tightened security measures, although there are even more sinister rumours about, rumours of wild pok�mon in the area behaving in a disturbingly organized manner...

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Okay, since people obviously aren't taking a hint I'll repeat what I said on page two:

~Sign-ups are now officially over~


It's too late plot-wise for anyone to join, so don't freakin' try to sign up anymore. <_<

EDITNESS: Bah, I was almost done typing up my sign-up sheet when the computer went and froze on me for no apparent reason. >.< Well, here it is;

Name: Valen Ironholm
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Appearance: A fairly tall and slim boy for his age, Valen's skin is of a naturally pale pigment that refuses to tan, seemingly regardless of how much sunlight it is exposed to, not that he would ever want something like a tan anyway. His hair is dark purple, and usually hangs a bit over the right one of his misty grey eyes. Appearance wise, he's fairly okay looking, not particularly handsome by any measure but not really beaten-with-a-stick ugly either. For clothes, he usually wears a black t-shirt with the words 'Life is short, bite hard' written in red lettering on the front with a faded grey jacket, the right sleeve of which is so long that it can be used to cover his right hand from view, and the left one of which seems to have been quite violently slashed of right beneath the shoulder, although why Valen hasn't had it fixed or gotten himself a new jacket is anyone's guess. He also wears a pair of very dark blue, almost black, jeans, the legs of which are so long that they almost hide the heavy black boots he wears on his feet. He also wears a chain of small, metallic spheres around his neck as an accessory.

Personality: A cold, hateful, and mistrusting individual. Valen is the kind of person that always looks at the bad side of both life and people, seemingly going through life with a constant frown on his face. He never seems to smile or laugh unless it's in mockery, triumph, or deception and he only maintains good manners either in sarcasm or when it benefits him. He always acts only in the interest of himself or, to some extent, his pok�mon, and has no qualms about taking a path that would hurt others if it promises suitable profit for him. He may not be completely heartless however, as there have been times, although they are very rare and he always denies their existence, when he has shown uncharacteristic acts of charity or mercy. Such moments are rare in the extreme however, and only done if the person in question has done something very remarkable to him indeed, and usually he is far too guarded and snappish among others to ever let anyone close enough for him to care about.

Pok�mon:

Arbok "Seirini" (Female)

Valen's first and most cherised pok�mon, Seirini was originally one of the countless stray pok�mon attempting to carve out a living for themselves on the streets of Stonewall Town, and like many of the strays in that area, ended up as the victim of a local street gang's violence. Luckily, from a certain point of view, she was discovered by one of the many Viper pok�mon collectors and soon added to their selection of starters. For reasons fully known only to himself, Valen was adamant about taking the Ekans under his wing and raising her into the powerfull Arbok that she is today. Because of traumatic experiences in her past, Seirini still has trouble trusting strangers, although not quite as bad ones as her trainer, and is not comfortable with people other than Valen touching her, quick to lash out with her venomous fangs at would-be trouble makers. The two care for each other deeply, and Valen never sends Seirini to do a job that any of his other pok�mon could manage.

Mawile "Kachiko" (Female)


Hatched from an egg that Valen ran into during one of his first catching trips to an abandoned iron mine, the young Mawile immediately took to refering to the boy as 'papa' and simply refused to let him out of her sight, and while Valen's first reaction would have been to just ditch the annoying child he soon found that her natural talent for acting and her innocent demeanor made her a perfect distraction for steath missions, and since the Mawile seemed loyal enough to him he decided to keep it. Personality-wise Kachiko is one thing above all; annoying, she has the habit of giving new, and often insulting or demeaning, nicknames to others around her and pestering them while all at the same time maintaining a saintly face and playing the victim if the subject of her taunts snaps. She is still a child at heart, a very, very annoying child.

Venonat "Smaelaugh" (Male)


The newest member of Valen's team, Smaelaugh, or 'Smelly' as Kachiko quickly dubbed him, was just one of the countless Venonats inhabiting a forest through which Valen had to pass, and was quite unlucky to cross paths with the now fairly experienced pok�mon hunter. Soon after the capture it turned out that the Venonat was in possession of an extaoridnarily short temper, combined with a particularly inflated ego which made him next to impossible for any beginning grunt to handle, so he was delegated to Valen, who had a certain measure of fame for his ability at handling difficult pok�mon due to the way he tamed Seirini. Smaelaugh gets along quite poorly with other pok�mon of the team, particularly Kachiko, as the Mawile seems to find no end of fun in teasing the Venonat about the way he refers to himself in third person, not to mention his alleged smell. The Venonat does hold a certain measure of respect for his trainer however, mostly because he believes that the boy will help him achieve the level of power that he considers his birthright.

History (Optional): Born into the poorest quarter of Stonewall Town, a small island village on the southern rim of the archipelago surrounding Showgan, Valen's parents abandoned him as soon as he was born, leaving him to the 'care' of Stonewall orphanage, where he would spend the next seven years of his life. Even in his early years, Valen never got very well along with the other orhapanage children who quickly branded him a freak because of his pale skin and purple hair and turned against him systhematically, something which, combined with the negligent attitude of the orphanage staff, left Valen with a very miserable childhood indeed, although his sheer ruthlessness and cunning led to a good deal of his tormentors suffering quite notable 'accidents' as well. On Valen's eleventh birthday however, a peculiar thing occured. A tall and well-dressed man suddenly walked into the orhpanage, informing the staff that he wished to adopt a boy who went by the name of 'Valen Ironholm' even though the two had never met. Always willing to get one mouth less to feed, the orhpanage owner was quick to get the paperwork done, and Valen was soon ushered out to the peculiar man who had adopted him, carrying what meager possessions he had with him in a small trunk. It soon turned out that the strange man was not just an ordinary citizen, but in fact, a Team Viper executive who had been observing the boy for quite some time, impressed by the way he had staged the various 'accidents' that befell several of his fellow orphanage children. The man then offered Valen with a simple choice, either he would join Team Viper, and be raised to be a loyal, and reasonably well-paid, member of the team or he would simply be dumped on the street to die. Whatever qualms he had had about resorting to dirty methods long since dissipated, Valen didn't need much coaxing before he accepted the job, soon ending up in training under his new 'foster father' and recieveing his very first pok�mon; Seirini, although she didn't have a name at the time, a young and badly mistreated Ekans who had been found half-dead by the roadside, apparently mistreated by a band of local youngsters. Although his mentor would have prefered him to choose another pok�mon for his own, Valen bluntly refused, demanding that the snake pok�mon be given to him. Perhaps he felt a measure of sympathy for the Ekans because she was an outcast just like him, or perhaps it was simply because Valen wanted an aggressive and unpredictable pok�mon for his enemies to face, but whatever the reasons, the two soon became a team. As the years went by, Valen quickly distinguished himself from his peers by proving himself capable of facing tasks that most young members balked at without showing the slightest flicker of emotion or compassion, and strangely enough, even the team's leader, Slythe, seemed to have taken an interest in the boy, which consequently lead to his transfer into the newly formed snag divsion, and his current post. At first, the snagger's line of work seemed to function well for Valen, one completed mission after another boosting his fame both among the underworld and the police force. But on one, fatefull excursion onto the Showgan mainland, the boy was faced with a potentially life-risking failure as Slythe's prized Seviper, Nigina, who had been entrusted to him to aid the mission, suffered a humiliating loss against a certain other trainer and her Zubat. Forced to return back to headquarters two pok�mon short of his quota, Valen was sent on a basic surveilance mission to the memorial battle festival as a last chance of redemption.

Other (Optional): Although skilled overall as a trainer, and tamer, of pok�mon, Valen seems to have a particular knack for handling serpents of all kinds. The more cynical claim that it is because his mindset is so close to theirs, although some say that it is simply a gift passed down through his bloodline, a genetical heritage. Valen himself doesn't care overmuch about the reasons for this talent, and seeing how his bloodline is a mystery even to himself there seems to be no way for anyone to discover wether there is any truth behind these rumours or not. Having spent a good bit of his life with his current pok�mon team, he is capable of understanding his pok�mons' speech most of the time, although Seirini is the only one who's very words he can make sense of, and he often has her translating things he deems important. As mentioned in the 'Personality' field, Valen isn't quite as heartless as he makes himself out to be, and there is a slim chance of his personality changing, be it for better or for worse, during the course of the RP. However, it would take quite conscious effort from others to do so.

RP Sample:

{Papa! Papa! Smelly's teasing me!}

The shrill cry of a young Mawile caught the ears of a slim, pale-skinned boy who had been preoccupied with reading a paper of some kind by his desk, the boy turning around with a look of trained indeference, although there was a distinct tinge of tiredness behind it as he watched his Mawile rush over to him and hide behind his legs, a huffed looking Venonat in close pursuit.

{The indignity!} the bug type cried out at this, the feelers on his head twitching in agitation, {Smaelaugh} he placed particular emphasis on his correct name {Has had enough of your childish jibes metal eater!} he barred his two fangs at the Mawile, who responded by snapping the jaws sticking out from her forehead treatheningly, {You tell her, master Valen!} he fumed at the boy, ruffling up his furr, {You tell that insufferable little gnat of yours that my name isn't Smelly!}

{I ain't little, you meanie!} the Mawile retorted, sticking out her tongue at the Venonat from underneath the cover of her jaws, {And you just said your name was 'Smelly' yourself!}

The bug type snorted indignantly, {Smaelaugh did no such thing!} he protested, his agitation building, {Smaelaugh said his name is Smaelaugh!}

{Okay then, so your name is Smell-aaaagh, then!} the Mawile retorted, grimacing and clutching her throat dramatically as she came to the 'aaa' part, as if she was suffocating.

{Smaelaugh does not smell!} the Venonat yelled out. If his face hadn't be completely covered by purple furr, everyone could have seen that it was as red as a Torkoal's by now.

Valen glared at his two pok�mon shaking his head slowly as they continued to argue, "Why oh why..." he said slowly, "Must you two always bicker?"

{Because Smell-aaaagh is a big poopie-head!} the Mawile immediately called out.

{Because Kachiko is an unruly brat!} Smaelaugh interjected at the same time.

They both stared at each other for a moment as they both took in the other's words.

{Hey! I'm not a brat you, meanie!} Kachiko cried out.

{The great Smaelaugh is not a poopie-head!} the venonat interjected at the same time, and so their argument started out again.

Valen gave an irritated sigh, turning his attention away from the arguing pok�mon and towards the window, watching the raindrops drumming against the window and the desolate streets of Stonewall City that loomed outside, forming a small river along the downhill slope. Twilight City, huh? he thought for himself, the very name sounding pretentious and prissy to him, But then again... he reasoned, I'm going there for bussiness, not sightseeing, and anything beats this miserable hole in the ground... he gave another sigh, wandering back to the desk and picking up the paper he had studied into his hand. It was a leaflet, advertising the yearly memorial battle tournament as "Good, clean, fun for the whole family" and going into great detail about their sponsors and just about everything else that wasn't at all relevant to the actual workings of the contest. The boy crumpled the leaflet in his hand, sticking it into the right back pocket of his jeans. What did matter how the tournament worked? He wondered in irritation, he would found out when he got there, maybe participate if the rewards were suitable, but his primary aim was to redeem himself in the eyes of his boss. Valen absent-mindedly ran a hand across the chain of metal beads around his neck, this was his last chance, and he couldn't afford to fail. The boy's right hand clenched into a fist, he wouldn't fail...and that insolent girl who had dared to disrupt his plans with her trumpet case would get what was coming to her...
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Old December 22nd, 2005 (02:32 PM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Charon.
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Name: Rosairie Beaumont (pronounced ‘ro-zer-ee’)
Age: 15
Gender: Female

Appearance: Rosairie is relatively pretty; she has lightly tanned skin and dark, wavy hair that falls just below her shoulders. She's slender and not paticularily tall, but her love for walking has left her in good shape. She has small, delicate features, and an intelligent forehead.
Her mixed race origin and pampered upbringing really has favored her; she's bold, charismatic, and has a strong sense of self worth, all the things you expect from a rich little Daddy's girl that was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her eyes are blue-grey - mariner's eyes, as her father frequently says. However, the light shade of her eyes against her dark hair and skin has left her with a ‘deer-in-headlamps’ look about her, as if she’s permanently surprised – this expression is exaggerated when she actually is.

Dressed in a short, pink pleated skirt, brown knee-high suede boots and a cream off-the-shoulder woolen jumper, Rosairie probably would have been better suited to the highstreet than traipsing off to battle in an ancient tournament. Even while training, Rosairie would not be seen wearing anything less than the most modern and flattering clothes. Much to her pokemon’s distaste, she puts style over practicality.

Personality: Rosairie is the sort of person the downtrodden outcats love to hate. She's bubbly, sweet-tempered and kind to everyone - at least, she appears to be. She looks down on everyone not in her cosy little clique, always thinking she's superior. Rosairie even has that 'Oh My GAWD, what are you wearing?' expression down to a tee.
Rosairie's very affectionate towards her friends, and an extremely dependent person. Despite her storng attitude she is clingy and needy, and often relies on others for help. She's well known amongst her friends for her constant cuddling and babying of her little sister, and for her lust for the sports field - whether it's in a cheerleader's outfit or a pair of running shorts.
Twilight city had always captivated her wild imagination; her dream always was to compete, along with her pokemon. The idea of recreating a battle between mortals and gods (as she had always seen it) was incredibly alluring.


Pokemon:
Magmar: Henna, Female -> Rosairie’s first companion, Henna likes to make her feelings shown. She often treats her trainer like her daughter.
Ivysaur: Sinbad, Male -> A haughty, uppity creature, Sinbad judges on looks. He slinks everywhere and is often found in the most unpredictable places - like a fridge freezer.
Golduck: Vampress, Female -> A vicious, quick tempered creature. She shouts insults as easy as others breath. She is incredibly vain, and proud of her sleek appearence.
Jolten: Silence, Male -> Silence is a very downtrodden creature. His spikes sag and he very rarely says a word. Because of his held tongue, no one knows what happened to him.

History: Rosairie's real mother left her and her father when Rosairie was a tiny baby. The real reasons, Rosairie has never been told, but she assumes it was due to her father loosing his fortune at that point; her mother, as she is frequently told, was a cheap french biatch that was only in the relationship for money.
Soon after that, Mr. Beaumont's stocks and shares once again reeled in the cash, and Rosairie and her father were once agai rolling in money. Over the fifteen year period that was his daughter's life, Mr. Beaumont grew richer and richer, older and older - and very desperate. He wanted someone to spend his life with, he wanted siblings for Rosairie, and he wanted love. He began to look everywhere for a possible wife and mother of his child, and as a result, married over six times during Rosairie's life time. For a while, she found this life, with new 'yummy mummys' (as her father put it) coming into her life every other year exciting. They kept her father happy, and Rosairie relished in having a stable family - at least, for a year, until her new mother got bored at moved on.
Meanwhile, Mr. Beaumont started working farther and farther from home; he went on long, drawn out business trips, and hired nannies and nurses to take care of his young, impressionable daughter. Often he would go with his new wife; often he would leave her at home, with the huge house and the built in spa. Most of the time he did this, though, he would come home to arguments, and his new wife would walk out - not witohut a handfull of cash, of course.
It was hard for the young Rosairie to grasp what was going on, but it left her with a throw-away attitude towards family. The only permanent feature on her horizon was her magby, who soon grew to be her closest friend.
At school, Rosairie excelled, and became popular. At home she was ignored altogether, put away out of sight and taken out to impress visitors. Her father loved her, she knew that much, but he had no way to express this. Often she was forgotton completely. She never went hungry, or cold, and she always had the most expensive clothes and was lavished with gifts of pokemon and items alike.
Despite all her things, her life seemed empty.

other:: She has a distant relationship with her father and gets away with what she wants at home, and hence struggles to accept authority figures. She often treats Henna as a mother-figure in her life.

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The room was bathed in semi-darkness, lit only by a stream of moonlight that pierced through a blind. On an unmade bed, a girl lay asleep, sprawled on top of the covers still fully dressed. Her eyes flickered in her dreams, but she didn't stir.
On the floor, was a magmar. She sat cross-legged on the lush purple shag carpet - it was dotted with scorchmarks, no doubt from past accidents. The magmar clutched a comic book in own han, and was reading it without concentrating. Her attention was fixed on the clock.
To her left, a golduck was sleeping, her sleek feminine form sprawled in an unlikely way over a beanbag behind the wardrobe. The magmar gave a sly smile. It was rare that Vampress let anyone see her in anything less than a perfectly composed manner - even while battling - but today was a special occasion. Today, when the clock struck one o' clock, the magmar, her trainer, and the three other pokemon (all whom were sleeping) would flee, and leave this blasted house. The bedroom was larger than most people's ground floor, and it was packed full with plasma screen tvs, game consoles, books and designer clothes. It was most fifteen year old's dream, but for the girl, Rosairie, it had become a prison.
The magmar sighed sadly, smiling on her sleeping trainer. The poor girl was so lucky, but so desperately lonely. This would be her big break. Her chance to get away.
The fire type turned her eyes back on the room, spotting two more sleeping figures. One was Sinbad, the Ivysaur. He should have been born a meowth; he was unusually agile, finicky and stealthy for an ivysaur, and even now he slept atop the wardrobe like a feline.
The last was hunched up in the shadows, his ears pressed against his skull, his tail tucked between his legs. Jolteons were usually upbeat and bubbly, but Silence was...well, silent. He never spoke a word. There was no debating over the fact that he had been mistreated before Rosairie found him, wandering alone, but as he never spoke it was impossible to know the whole story.
Finally, the clock struck one, like in the old nursary tale. There were no rodents on the clock this time. The magmar rose to her feet and walked over to her beloved trainer.
{Wake up, Rozzie. It's time to go.}
The girl opened one eye, and sat up.
"Henna..? Oh...!" she jumped off her bed as reality returned to her, reminding her she had a job to be done. Henna was the only person in the world Rosairie allowed to call her Rozzie; it was their sign of trust.
The other pokemon were stirring now, too.
{God darnit, who's idea was it to disturb me from my beauty sleep?} Vampress cursed loudly, in her southern accent.
{'Shup, Vamp, we were ALL asleep, in case you didn't notice!} Sinbad shouted back, and slipped off the wardrobe.
"You ALL need to be quiet," Rosairie whispered anxiously, "Lest you wake father!" She stood up, and rumaged under a pile of clothes. She pulled out a rucksack, and threw it over one shoulder.
Henna nodded. {She's right... we need to go, now... Quietly!} she added, in a hiss.
Only Silence remained quiet as they tiptoed out the door. The others faffed, picked up things the thought they'd need (including a radiator, a fake fireplace and a tanning bed) and made a general fuss, but finally they were ushered down into the hall of the enormous house and out the door. In the garden, the group stood panting.
Silence glanced back at the house, and tugged on Rosairie's skirt. A light had come on upstairs.
{Quickly now,} Henna warned, {and stick together!}
Rosairie picked up her Jolten and cradled him with one hand, close to her chest. With her other hand, she took tight ahold of Henna's. Together, the group set off into the darkness.


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Old December 22nd, 2005 (02:37 PM). Edited December 22nd, 2005 by Baker's Bulbasaur.
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Gender: Male
Appearance: JJ wears a pair of long baggy jeans held up by a red belt. his trainers are white with white laces and no apparant logo. over a long-sleeved white jumper he wears a black bomber jacket which is a bit too big for him. his has a slightly freckly face with boyish good looks and a cute smile. his hair is short and blonde, very carefully styled. JJ sports a black light rucksack for carrying items.

Personality: When it comes to confidence, JJ has tons of it, often allowing this confidence to ingulf him and force him to make mistakes when battleing that he wouldnt normally make, and miss certain advantages, however when he is relaxed and in full concentration he is indeed a very technical minded pokemon trainer. As far as he is concerned, pokemon can do no wrong, and each must be treated with respect and not only as a pokemon, but a partner and a friend. JJ is always very interested in seeing the pokemon of others. after all, as JJ would say ''When it comes to pokemon, there aren't enough hours in the day!''

Pokmon:
Taillow
History: Taillow, a pokemon that JJ only recently caught, although strangely enough, it was found in kanto, after guessing she had been seperated from the rest of its flock, JJ tried to help her, but it fought back, JJ battled and caught it, and now, it has grown stronger and loves to help JJ however she can, although she also likes to fly off on adventures!

Grovyle
History: JJ's starting pokemon was Treecko. The two have been through hell and back together, and there love grows with every passing day. although on the outside, like its trainer Treecko was always confident and brask, so not much changed when it finally evolved into Grovyle during a match in the pokemon league! its Bullet seed attack has proven to be particuarly powerful for a pokemon of its level...

Corsola
History: This sneaky little thing always has been a handful, when they first met, corsola kept spraying JJ with a water gun for its own amusement! JJ battled it and caught her. although it loved JJ a lot, she still doesnt pass up a good oppurtunity to squirt him!

Snorlax
History: JJ's biggest test in catching a wild pokemon came when he met snorlax, after a long hard fought battle where the huge pokemon had taken out 3 of JJ's pokemon, the Powerful bullet seed of Treecko managed to knock snorlax off awares and was captured. Luckily, Snorlax will stay awake throughout a whole battle for JJ...thats of course providing he can wake it up in the first place!

History (Optional): like all trainers, JJ couldnt wait to get his first pokemon. after arriving early, he decided upon choosing Treecko, however, strangely, he decided not to start his journey in hoenn! he headed through johto, training his treecko and capturing a corsola on the way through, and headed for kanto. on his journey he met many new friends, human and pokemon alike, he caught a full team of pokemon and finally earnt his way into the pokemon leage, after competing hard, he made the top 16 before being eliminated. before heading home, he deposited all but 3 of his pokemon (grovyle, snorlax, corsola) so as to catch new ones to train! he then headed home for the festival that his family had always enjoyed, catching a taillow on the way!
Way before JJ started his journey, he lived a very average life, wasnt very rich but the family got by easily enough. JJ has always enjoyed hearing tails from his grandfather of when he himself was a hot shot pokemon trainer, and once 3rd in the pokemon leage! The family pet is a Vileplume which enjoys helping JJ's mother in the garden!

RP Sample: (new on spur of moment lol)

Lance looked up, sweat pouring off of his forehead, he could feel the eyes of the entire arena burning, as screaming pokemon fans unpatiently awaited his next move. lance ran his hand through his hair and stared at the Steelix on the other side of the playing field, its trainer just behind it with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face, he opened his mouth and shouted across to lance
''It's over Lance, admit it, you are beat!''
Lance heard none of this, his concentration was too focused on the next plan of action he would take. suddenly he had a thought and stood up straight, after what seemed like an hour but what closer to a few seconds toothily and unhooked a pokeball from his belt. With an elegant swoosh of his hand, he flicked his wrist and threw the pokeball firectly into the air, making it spine with great power, as it fell he caught it and quickly span around, his cape swaing in the wind, and threw the sphere forward. It landed directly infront of the Awaiting Steelix and burst open immediately in a stream of white light, from inside the ball a shape emereged, it grew bigger and bigger until the white light was making a complete silouete of the pokemon. Lances pokeball closed again and flew back into the open hand of lance, the light vanished and in its place was an outstanding pokemon.
''DRAGONITE!'' lance yelled without hesitation ''Hyper Beam Now!''
The dragon pokemon flapped its wings and hovered for a moment, gracfully flapping its wings, Dragonite opened his mouth and a beam of blue and white light appeared, small at first, and growing quickly, the opposing trainer dropped his jaw in disbelief as Dragonite fired the attack with terrorizing velocity, straight towards the helpless steel pokemon!.......
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Old December 22nd, 2005 (02:46 PM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Ibuberu.
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*Name-Jacona Brindge(she doesn't mind if dudes call her by her name instead of 'Cona')
*Gender-Female
*Age-14

*Description-
Her dark blue hair reaches barely past her shoulder blades,some tucked under a small,white sailor hat.The girl sports a navy blue top with the words 'Who am I?' written in white.Not to forget white pants which are only a few inches from contact with the floor.A black belt for the clipping pokeballs hangs loosely around her waist.

To carry her items,Cona has a plain purple-colored sling bag on one shoulder.

All of these are accompanied by a necklace with a single seashell tied to it,one of her most prized possessions.

Though this may make her look like a sailor of some sort,these are only the second things people notice about her,as what grabs everyone's attention would have to be her piercing green eyes.

*Personality-

Despite what one might think on first seeing Cona(and her eyes).The girl is quiet and shy.She speaks mostly only when spoken to,or when she feels a need to,accustomed to withdrawing from any and everybody.Another one of her qualities is that she can stay amazingly calm even at the hardest of times.Though she doesn't show it,Cona is a rather curious soul.
Curious about why the sky is blue,about why she was born...you get the picture.Wandering around in her own dream world most of the time,probably why she doesn't talk much.(Which could well be the reason why she gets herself into trouble time and again.)
What she lacks in self-confidence and social skills,she makes up for with her strong will and caring personality.

And,even though she doesn't admit it,the girl has a knack for being creative and drawing.

Overall,she can be a great friend,if only someone could get break that barrier between her and the rest of the world.

*History-
Cona was the daughter of a brave sailor who was constantly at sea.Walter Bridge.Not famous,but definately brave.She grew up in Lilycove City,where her father would depart or arrive on a great vessel he spent his life on,the S.S Brindge.No,it wasn't as big as the famous Aqua but,it could pass.When her father was away,Cona's mother,a kind and caring woman would always be there for her.She was the one who taught the girl how to stand on her own two feet when no one was there to help her up.And told her stories about the seas of Hoenn,Johto and Kanto.But,the ones the girl really loved,where those of Mono Island.Of the great battle,she had to know more.Filling her mind with wondorous thoughts which she expressed by drawing it out on her trusty sketchpad.Cona would also see Julia enter the local contests with her prized Pidgey,named Kuner.

As for friends,yes,she did have a few,they either moved off to start their own journey or just staid friends.

The girl had always dreamt of growing up and joining her father at sea when she was old enough.Unfortunately,it'll stay a dream forever.
The only thing Cona had left,was the silver necklace the sailor had bought for her on her day she was born.

Due to this,the girl wished to make her father proud,hence her training her pokemon hard for the tournament on Mono Island,and just when her 14th birthday reared its head.She decided to join in to the fun as well.

*Pokemon-
**Marshtomp[Male]-Krys (Pronounced as Chris.Short for Krystal.XD)~Happy-go-lucky Nature
Walter had brought this pokemon back when he travelled to Slateport City once.He went all the way to Littleroot just to get this Mudfish for his daughter(He was still a Mudkip then).Happy-go-lucky,the Marshtomp doesn't think that there's anything wrong with the world.At first,it seemed that both of them,the girl and the Mudkip,had nothing in common whatsoever.However,they grew rather attached to each other after travelling for so long.Now,they can't go anywhere without the other following behind.

He taught her to be more open,while she gave him,probably love which Professor Birch had lacked in.Plus,they did have one thing in common.The amazing ability to get themselves into trouble.

**Pigey[Male]-Kuner~Stubborn Nature
Originally the pokemon of Julia Brindge,but was soon passed on to her daughter when she started her journey.Even though the Pidgey may be older than most pokemon,with age,comes the ability to be cool.XD(Yes,he is experianced with Cool Contests.)
And,a dash of wisom!
Stubborn and reluctant to leave Julia's side.But,what the woman said went.So,he unwillingly followed Cona and Krys.Watching over them,getting them out of trouble.And,even if he refuses to admit,he has developed a fondness for both of them.

*Other-Other than training with each other.Sometimes,they would get sidetracked and participate in the regions contest.Kuner,yes,as the Cool representative.While Krys as the Tough representative.So far,they've managed to complete through the Normal and Super ranks.

*RP sample(So fun!!^0^)-

There she laid,sprawled out on the warm grass and staring at the sunset underneath an oak tree beside a lake.With her were not one,but three pokemon.A Milotic,who answered to the name of Mimi, had curled herself up next to the trainer.A Swampert had took to lieing on the grass as well,tucking his blue paws behind his head like a pillow.The last,a Gardevoir,Ruru,sat up straight, hugging her knees with both arms,all enjoying the amount of colors in the sky.

Jackie let out a sigh,closing her eyes,wondering how the four of them had gotten so far.From the blue knapsack beside her,the girl took out a small ribbon case.

{Hey!Let me see.}the Milotic quickly un-curled herself,slithering over to poke the many contest ribbons they had won over the years.{Oh..don't get your spit on it like last time.}the Swampert teased his partner,quickly shielding himself with one huge arm as the Milotic started whacking him with her strong tail.

{It wasn't drool!It was excess water from a hydro pump attack!}she fumed,folding both of her pink ears like they were arms.As both continued with their quarreling,the Gardevoir grinned,taking the ribbon case from her trainer and stared it,resting her head on one hand while the other held the box tightly.

The girl chuckled softly,it seemed like it was just yesterday that they just met,and it was at this very spot indeed.
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“Come on Zuzu!You can run faster than that!!”a girl,twelve years of age encouraged her Mudkip as he made his seventh lap around their family racing track.Normally,it was meant for the Ponyta,but now,it was a special case.

Jackie had her long,raven black hair tied back into a ponytail,with eyes to match.She wore a plain white top and a blue skirt,holding a clipboard in one hand,the other,a pencil.She was the trainer of the Mudkip called Zuzu,bit the end of her pencil in fustration as the Mudfish finally completed his tenth lap,coming to a halt in front of the bench she was seated on.He panted slighty,taking a gulp of water from a conveniently placed bowl.

“Great job Zuzu,now,if only we could get you to run as fast as the Ponyta.”she wrote down the last of what was needed and shot her Mudkip a mischevious grin.He however didn't like the joke,letting out an indignant kip before giving the girl a nudge.

“Fine,what if I treat you to a chocolate bar,eh?”Jackie grabbed Zuzu and placed him on the frequent spot on her shoulder.
--

Both walked out of the local store,Jackie holding a bar of what seemed like chocolate in one hand.As she took another bite out of the chunk,Zuzu whined,giving her another nudge on the leg.

“Oh..fu-iwne...”she mumbled with a mouth full of confectionary delight,disposing the wrapper into a nearby dustbin as the Mudkip ran around in a happy circle.The girl wiped her mouth with one hand before tossing the last bit of chocolate to the Water Type.

Zuzu jumped up,expecting for sweetness,instead,nothing.He opened his eyes in suspision,only to see a blur of white fly past him,taking the piece of chocolate,then darting down a nearby alley.

{Wah!!!!!My chocolate!!}the Mudkip had no intention of awaiting an order from his trainer,quickly breaking out into a dash after the theif.Jackie shook her head in disbelief,all this fuss over a chocolate bar,before following after the Mudfish.

The white blur flew from one side of the alley to the other,before leaping over a fence which lead to the neighbourhood garden.Zuzu could only kip and jump at the fence,waiting for his trainer to hoist him over the thing so that he could get the chocolate back.She was taking her Feebas time.Did she not realise how serious this situation was?!Suddenly,the Mudkip couldn't feel the pavement anymore,instead,warm hands were holding onto his sides as the girl hopped over the fence,before letting the him out of her grasp to follow the white blur,which had took to sit on the branch of the oak tree next to the lake of the park.

“Well,thank you very much Jackie,without you I couldn't have gotten my chocolate back..”the girl rolled her eyes as she tried to imitate what the Mudkip would say if he could talk.

The girl placed with hands on her hips as she stared up the tree.Seated comfortably on it was a small Ralts,ready to take a bite out of the piece of chocolate in her hands.But...where was Zuzu?
---
{MY CHOCOLATE!!!}the Mudkip flew down from a branch he had climbed on which was just above where the Ralts was.

Both pokemon landed on the ground,the chocolate jumping from one blue paw to a white hand.As both continued their struggle,ripples appeared on the surface of the lake,though it seemed that no one bothered to notice.

{Niah!Its mine!}the Ralts replied,snatching the chocolate back from Zuzu with a grin on her face.The Mudkip wore an irritated look on his face,instinctively letting out a Water Gun.The sweet flew out of the Ralts hand and into the lake.Both pokemon stood there with their mouths gapped open.

{Nice going Einstein!}the Psychic pokemon gave the Water type a slap on the head.

{Who asked you to take it in the first place...Stealer!!}he fought back defensivly.

{Do both of you have anymore of that delicious food?}the sound of a Feebas interrupted their fight.The fish had proceeded to surface from the edge of the water,with a huge smile on her face.

Jackie stared at the three pokemon,rubbing her eyes with her hands,just to check whether she was seeing things.

-------
The girl giggled to herself,dude,those were the days.

“Hey,anyone up for chocolate?”she asked as she sat up to the vicious nodding of her pokemon.

As they walked away from the oak tree,Ruru gave Zuzu a slap on the head with one of her hands.Causing the Swampert to kip in confusion.

{What was that for?!}

{Nothing Einstein,just felt like it is all.}she said simply,winking to the Milotic beside her,who merely winked back,not really sure what to comment on about.
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Might have gone overboard with it.But yeah,I'd Feebas care anyway.

Too bad I have to go for Orientation in my new skool now,be back to join you dudes later.-__-
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Old December 22nd, 2005 (05:42 PM). Edited December 22nd, 2005 by Random Plushie.
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Name: Avery Williams
Age: 14
Gender: Female

Appearance: Her jet black hair falls to her shoulders, and is matched quite nicely by friendly, deep emerald eyes. She is quite slim, actually, and doesn't appear to be the type of girl who would last long in an all-out brawl, although in a panic she'd be sure to prove otherwise.

Her clothing consists of a short-sleeved midnight blue shirt that sports no images nor text. She wears a navy blue vest over that, which has little star shapes sewn on in scattered places. She also wears pitch black pants, which fall so low that you can barely see her sneakers.

She carries all of her possesions in a solid black sling bag, which had no special designs on it.


Personality: Avery is basically very, very cheerful, although not necessarily the bouncy type. She loves to find the silver lining in every situation, no matter how drear or devastating. She makes the best of things, and tries to get people to cheer up when she feels she can help. Yeah, she's always trying to be friendly, always trying to bring optimism into everyone's lives, which sometimes gets on people's nerves and comes back to haunt her.

But although this gives you a sunshine and butterflies impression, she really likes nighttime more than anything else, and Pokemon that thrive in darkness. She loves it because of the stars, and the star designs on her vest will remind you of that.

History: Avery has lived with her grandparents for as long as she can remember, and she has no idea why she was sent to live with them. Her best explanation is the one her grandparents gave her, which was that her parents were too poor to support her with the wages between the two of them.

Oh yes, Avery's grandparents are a good deal richer than her parents, which is because they own the Day Care near Mauville City. She spent all of her younger years there, learning how to take care of Pokemon, no matter what size, species, or color they may be.

No, she didn't get into breeding Pokemon, mostly just how to treat injuries, what most Pokemon ate in general, those sort of things.

It wasn't until Avery was eight years old that she met Fable, a Sableye that had been responsible for several raids in the Williams' pantry during the past several days at that time. Apparently the poor creature had been abandoned near the Day Care, because the nearest natural habitat for Sableye was no where near them.

Avery's grandparents figured it'd be all right for Avery to take care of the Sableye herself, considering how she took a liking to the Pokemon's love of dark environments and was already attached, so the human and Sableye instantly became best of friends.

And so Avery began to dive into Pokemon Training, which was slowly spreading throughout Hoenn as a major fad at around that time. She dreamed of showing the world the wonders of nocturnal and Dark Pokemon, and pretty much how much they rocked. Her grandparents didn't really care, as long as she didn't go off the deep end they were fine with whatever she wanted to do.

She studied and studied, coming to favor certain strategies over others, and constantly trained with Fable, whom she still considered her best friend and would sometimes cause mischief with him under his persuasion.

And eventually, one day she confirmed that she wanted to start a journey.

With Fable as her starter, she set off into the world, leaving her grandparents' Day Care behind. Her ultimate goal: To succeed big-time through training her favorite Pokemon, and bring out the full potential in herself as a Pokemon Trainer, not to mention the full potential of the Pokemon she would raise throughout her journey.


..The latest challenge she has come across since that fateful day she left the Day Care four years ago is the recreation of the battle between the rebels and the god kings. She takes this as yet another chance to grow stronger with her Pokemon, and eagerly looks forward to the day the tournament starts, preparing her favorite strategies as it draws closer.


Pokmon:

Sableye (Male), Fable
This Sableye was Avery's first Pokemon, and shares a deep bond with her because of that. They've been training and bonding together for quite a while, which is the sole thing that fuels his confidence in battle.

He's actually a very mischeivous soul, and loves nothing more than to mess with people's heads. Mind games are his favorite pasttime, and because of this some people are actually convinced that the little fellow is certifiably insane, although in reality he's just a joker that just likes to creep people out. But he's also very curious, always wanting to know how things work, what does it do, and what does it look like when you take it apart. His curiousity is more than enough to kill the Meowth. He's also very attached to Avery and is usually found crawling all over her shoulder.


Lairon (Female), Diamond
The first Wild Pokemon that Avery came across, originally a little Aron who thrived in Rusturf Tunnel. She favored this one over all the other Wild Pokemon she then spotted in the cave, because the way her armor shone reminded Avery of her birth stone.

And so, she set off and battled the Armor Pokemon with Fable, which took a while because at that time Avery hadn't developed much strategies.

Diamond was very quiet from the beginning, never saying much, and rarely voicing her thoughts save for a few sarcastic comments. She didn't really trust Avery in the beginning, either, so naturally it took a while before Avery and Diamond began to work well together in battle. She is much more friendly to her Trainer, now, of course, and found that some of the human's jolliness rubbed off on her, although she still remains quiet by nature.


Duskull (Female), Skarka
It wasn't until Avery had been travelling for quite a long while that she ventured to Mt.Pyre, where she met this lovely ghost. She was captured much like Diamond, although she was much quicker to start trusting Avery because she had had past experience with humans while she was living on Mt.Pyre.

She thinks very highly of herself, and therefore she thought that she'd help this little low-life named Avery by helping the human to fame, or so she thought. The Duskull figured that everyone's ultimate goal was to be popular, and she thought that she herself was very popular, so she decided to help Avery with her 'social problems.'

So yes, in short, this Ghost is highly pompous and is absolutely positive that the world wouldn't be where it was today were she not there to make it a better place. So blinded is she by pride that insulting her is not the easiest of tasks.


Umbreon (Male), Odie
The newest addition to Avery's team. He was obtained as an Eevee, when Fable found him crying in the bushes on the side of the road. Apparently he had been abandoned, but he had no idea who he was, where he was, or why the heck he saw a smoothie stand in the distance.

Thoroughly disturbed, Fable quickly made his way away from the Eevee, telling Avery to do the same, only for the Eevee to follow them wherever they went. He had no idea what he was supposed to be doing, and he wanted them to explain.

Avery and Fable concluded that he was suffering from amnesia or something, because the only reason he would've been out there was because somebody left him there. The Eevee merely tilted his head and asked what amnesia was, not that Avery could understand that.

Giving in to the little guy's cuteness, Avery eagerly picked him up and called him Odie, and from that moment on, began to take care of the Eevee. Big mistake.

His true personality is that he is a hyper little fellow, and always seems to be on a sugar-rush. He's always running around, always finding something to do that involves motion. If that weren't enough, he also has a passion for dancing, which even followed him through evolution, which took place several months after Avery accepted him into the team.

He has always been one to unintentionally wreak havoc, and often gets Avery into trouble.



Other: She is knowledgable in how to take care of Pokemon, and has an obvious obsession for Dark-types.

Other than that, she can understand Fable, because her bond with him is strong, and he has practically been by her side since the day they met, always conversing and always joking. She can't understand any other Pokemon, though. Her strongest bond lies with Fable, and only him.


RP Sample:


{Why is it that cuckoo clocks are called cuckoo clocks? Don't you think it's strange that someone would call a clock 'cuckoo'?} The little imp asked, hanging upside-down on the door frame while obviously focusing his crystalline eyes on the rather disturbed Porygon hovering in the air in front of him.

{My systems do not compute.. Could you please rephrase the question?} The pink and blue creature replied, sweat-dropping at the loony smile of the Sableye before him, who was forcing the automatic doors to stay open because he was hanging by his claws on the door frame.

Below them were two humans, one the owner of the pawn shop that they were located in. The shop itself was rather small, several items being displayed on various shelves on the walls and in the middle of the room, set apart from the desk that now seperated the owner and a girl who was apparently a Pokemon Trainer because of the Pokeballs at her waist. She seemed not to notice the conversation taking place between the Sableye and Porygon, instead pretending to be enthralled by a sculpture of the legendary Suicune.

"Um.. Ma'am.. Would you mind getting your Pokemon down from there?" The young shop owner asked, sweat-dropping when he saw the Sableye begin to sway back and forth in another attempt to confuse the Porygon he was talking to, which was working. His dark brown eyes seemed to be filled with confusion, although that was mixed with anger, because he was becoming thoroughly annoyed by the little imp. That thing had been confusing his poor Porygon for the past several minutes, while its Trainer seemed not to notice.

"Oh, don't mind Fable." The girl replied, wearing a pleasant smile. "I'm sure he just wants to make a friend." She then stepped slightly to the right, moving on to examine a sculpture of some sort of Flying Pokemon. Her green eyes did not move to him for a second, not that he would've seen them because the fringe of her shoulder-length black hair was falling in front of her eyes at the moment.

{Hmm? What systems? I thought you were a Porygon. What is this 'system' you speak of? Are you talking about the water cycle?} The Sableye, obviously dubbed Fable retorted, his creepily sharp teeth glinting as he spread his grin.

The Porygon's sweat-drop only grew larger at this. {Um.. New subject of conversation is 'water cycle'?} The machine said, its expression not changing in the slightest, although one could tell it was confused because of the way it was speaking.

"Please, ma'am, my Porygon would feel more comfortable if you got your Sableye down." The clerk insisted, glancing between the imp and its Trainer.

The Trainer sighed at this, shrugging before looking up at the upside-down creature and calling it once by name. The imp instantly let go of the door frame, landing on his hands when he was about to crash onto the floor. Once he instantly flipped himself right-side up and began to scurry towards his Trainer, the automatic glass doors were free to close at last, and the Porygon was relieved of having to continue that awkward conversation.

{Is Avery not amused? Avery is usually amused.} The Sableye said, chuckling to himself as he approached the girl, obviously named Avery, before latching onto her leg and beginning to make his way up to the girl's shoulder. Once there, he carefully latched himself on her shoulder, now peering at the shopkeeper with his jeweled eyes.

"You really should be more optimistic." Avery commented, reaching over to her Sableye with one hand and stroking his head affectionately. "He wasn't going to harm your Porygon, he was just making friendly conversation." She finished, going back to observing the sculptures on the counter.

The shopkeeper said nothing, but tilted his head. "So.. Are you going to buy anything or what?"

Avery looked up at the shopkeeper, smiled at him, and began to walk towards the door, the Sableye remaining on her shoulder. "No, I was just looking, but have a nice day anyways!"






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Old December 22nd, 2005 (06:14 PM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Kogenta.
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Name: Chain Quaixer
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Chain's hair is dark, mid-length, and unkempt, a number of strands falling before his green-gold eyes. Two gold earrings hang from his left ear, accenting his gold-coloured neckguard. A chain necklace hangs about his neck, a Premier Ball acting as its pendant. Similar to this chain is the chain bracelet found about each of his wrists, a bangle being added to the right wrist and a spiked band being added to the left wrist. His right arm bears several bindings. Chain's attire is dark, casual, and loose. His shirt is sleeveless and black, his cargo pants also black and fastened with a tied belt. Over the belt, a black sweater jacket is tied.
Personality: Chain is generally quiet and confident, though neither arrogant nor aggressive. However, if challenged, rarely will he withdraw. Though usually level-headed and perceptive, Chain may, occasionally, become too focused on his goals, pushing himself "over the edge" and crossing the line of obsession. However, due to several unpleasant experiences, Chain may force himself to withdraw from others if he finds himself becoming too determined and narrow-minded. Also, while Chain is naturally accepting and tolerant of others--being highly perceptive and understanding of the minds and hearts of others--Chain occasionally enters a mood that causes him to isolate himself with no apparent cause. This, and other "eccentricities", have caused to become somewhat of a "lone wolf", whether by choice or otherwise. Still, though, Chain does not mind, as being away from other people allows him more time to train with his Pokemon.
When occupied with battle, however, Chain's personality transforms. One characteristic Chain gains is a certain sadistic efficiency.
Pokmon:

Abra - (Male; Nature - Docile)
About - Similarly to most Abra, Chain's Abra sleeps for almost the entirity of the day. This aspect, however, Chain uses to his advantage in battle, being that Abra can both Teleport and battle while still sleeping. Abra is one of the Pokemon Chain uses more often, being that it is rather versatile. Also, Chain somewhat "tests" his opponent's abilities using Abra.

Sneasel - (Female; Nature - Impish)
About - Though appearing relatively innocent, Sneasel is a cunning trickster. As one who depends more on skill than raw power, in battle, Sneasel's cunning often transforms into a savage lack of mercy.

Scyther - (Male; Nature - Hardy)
About - Of Chain's Pokemon, Scyther is likely the one who most resembles Chain's fighting nature. Determined and battle-focused, Scyther will continue to battle until it is completely unable to. A number of Scyther's battles have been won by the strength of willpower alone.

Porygon - (Genderless; Nature - Relaxed; Name - Circuit)
About - For a long while, Porygon appeared to be Chain's only Pokemon. Rarely revealing any form of emotion and being constantly updated and customized, it seemed to be the perfect "fighting machine". However, on one occasion, before a tournament, one of Chain's opponents uploaded a virus into the Pokemon. The results, unfortunately, were disastrous. Porygon destroyed its opponent, the battlefield, and almost destroyed its trainer as well as itself. After Porygon refused to return to its original Pokeball, Chain was finally able to recapture it in a Premier Ball. Now, though Chain does not use Porygon as often as he once did, Porygon ever remains with him via Chain's necklace.

History (Optional): Much is unknown in regard to Chain's past. A number of years ago, he became known--though not widely known--as a Porygon trainer. Then, after another trainer sabotaged his Pokemon, he gained a certain infamy and was scorned for "not being able to control his Pokemon". For unknown reasons--though many believed him to be fleeing from the shame--he simply vanished from the world. Recently, he has returned with several new Pokemon.
Other (Optional): Chain has a device that allows him to add programs to Porygon.
RP Sample:

Chain gasped for air, leaning forward slightly as he attempted to focus his gaze on the battle. Sweat ran across the trainer's brow and slipped down his cheeks, dripping to the ground in broken rhythm at each heavy breath. Over one eyebrow was traced a thin wound, a single line of crimson trickling downward. Brushing the scarlet fluid away, Chain caught his breath before calling another command to his Pokemon. "Scyther, Swords Dance!"

The jade-coloured bug-type Pokemon, equally fatigued if not moreso, raised its glowing blades in an attempt to obey. After a few seconds, Scyther began to gain momentum and fell into its usual Swords Dance routine.

Across the battlefield, Chain's opponent smirked confidently as he viewed the multiply-injured Scyther's movements. "Let's wrap this up, Flareon! Sunny Day!" The fire Pokemon nodded obediently, crouching as a light entered its eyes and the sky above released a blaze of sunlight.

Raising a hand, the blonde youth then pointed directly toward Scyther. "Now, Flamethrower, Flareon--full power!" A torrent of fire erupted from Flareon's mouth, melding ruby and gold hues with white-hot flame.

Immediately, Chain snapped the counter, "Agility, then Hyper Beam and Slash!" A flash of light reflected off Scyther's blades as it vanished, leaving the Flamethrower to scorch the bare ground. Within seconds, the bug Pokemon materialized behind Flareon, combining Hyper Beam and Slash in a savage, point-blank attack that tore with blades of energy.

Eyes widening with shock, Flareon's river of flame dwindled to a broken stream before fading altogether. Wimpering faintly, the crimson Pokemon tumbled limply to the ground. From behind Flareon, Scyther sprang to its original side of the field, crossing its silver weapons as it entered a defensive stance. Above, the saffron rays continued to pour downward on fallen and standing alike, indifferent those it aided or injured, indifferent to the victor or loser of battle, but simply shining as it always did.

Dark hair hanging limply before his emerald-tinged eyes, Chain felt his hands form themselves into fists as he waited for the judge to complete his ten-count.

"6 . . . 5 . . . 4 . . . "

The anticipation and frustrated tension escalated.

"3 . . . 2 . . . "

Chain's eyes closed as he suppressed any form of visible eagerness.

". . . 1. Flareon is unable to battle. The winner is Scyther!" The judge's voice boomed out across the battle field as he raised a green flag.

As though given a cue by this announcement, Scyther suddenly collapsed. Smiling weakly as he attempted to step toward his fallen Pokemon, Chain's green-gold eyes opened as he murmured, "Sorry to put you through this, Scyther. But, you were the only one I had left . . . You did me proud. Thanks." The black-haired trainer dropped to his knees before finally falling unconscious.

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Appearance: Zane is a 5'10" tall 18 year old who normally looks relaxed. He wears a light brown pair of shorts and an short leave shirt. The shirt is a striped tee, with the POLO logo on the top right corner of the shirt. He wore a pair of Nike Shocks, which were blue and black. Zane's two favorite colors. His hair was brown, short, with blonde tips. His eyes were brown as well but most of the time you could see them because Zane always wore glasses.
Personality: Zane is a very laid back kind of guy. Sadly that is his best and worst quality. It gets him in to trouble with his elders but gets him in with the ladies. WHen he gets yelled at he normally sits with a grin and just laughs...In turn gets him in more trouble. He is very sly as well. He can get a way with alot of stuff, if his cool doesn't go to his head. On the down side, when he gets in trouble, its bad. So he has to use his ablities to duck out of them most of the time.
Pokmon:
Treecko: Treecko is Zane's first pokemon and his favorite. He hasn't evolved him yet because he is afraid of what might happen when he evloves.

Electrike: Electrike is Zane's strongest pokemon. He is his fastest aswell. His weakness though is how slow he thinks. THat could easily cost a battle.

Aipom: Aipom his Zane's second favorite pokemon and the one he has had the longest, besides Treeko. Aipom is very energetic and always loves to play.

Bagon: Bagon is Zane's last pokemon. Bagon has a lot of patience with Zane about his evololution. Even though he wants to evolve so much.
History (Optional): Not mcuh can here because Zane used to be a foster child untill he was given a Treecko for christmas one year from his foster parents.
Other (Optional): N/A
RP Sample:

Zane walked down the streets of the small town. Humans and other creatures were scurrying about their business. Shouts of bargains entered his ears, but Zane continued on. He was not interested in foolish items. He was a demon of human appearance, yes, and he was always like that. He needed no lesser nutrients. His white cloak and hood appeared not to be touched by the dirt and filth of the street. His face was soft in appearance and comforting. He seemed kind enough, his baritone voice kindly refusing all the offers handed to him. Thanking the shop keepers for their kindness and all.

Then, a small child ran into Zane and fell over. Shou kneeled down to pick the child from the street floor. The smile and soft features were still on his face. But the eyes had changed tone into a darker, crueler, colder yet the eyes burning with rage. The Child's happy face turned to that of horror and ran off like he had seen a ghost.

The villagers looked oddly at Zane, and Zane took his hood off of his head, his face was back to normal, kind and comforting. The villagers seeing the face saw nothing wrong, and thus came to the conclusion that the child had probably imagined something. Life returned to normal.

For the moment, he will allow the lesser filth to run free in the lands of Ordek. But soon, Zane will claim his true title, Kurayami no Zane, so as to declare dominance over the living and the dead alike. Control the past and the present and thus dominate the future with the choking alliance of Darkness and Fire.
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (02:12 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Alter Ego.
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Whew, finally managed to finish of my profile. Now let's see...I'll handle you all in chronological order.

@Charon-chan; Well, fresh samples are always a good thing, but your performrance in the Showgan RP is pretty solid proof of your skills. Yeah, she looks a bit Mary-Sueish but she's also pretty much of a snob, which is a typical human flaw. I'll be waiting for the history, but since that field is optional and the rest of it looks good... ~Accepted~

@Baker's Bulbasaur; Well, the RP sample is a bit on the short side and seriously makes me doubt Lance's grasp of strategy. That pansy Dragonite could sit there stomping about with Earthquake for all its worth and it would barely scratch a proper Steelix, if he thinks he could possibly win with the suckiness that is Hyper Beam then he's got another thing coming to him. Steelix is the wall to end all walls!

*Cough* Anyways, my Steelix ranting aside. You seem to have the right idea. ~Accepted~

@ybur_angel; Yes, I can see that you came prepared for this, good on you. ^-^ The profile is great, but is that RP sample from another RP? If so then please provide me with a link, m'kay? Anyways, it's certainly convincing so...~Accepted~

@Random Plushie; now that's a model sign-up right there, and I agree with you, I have the distinct feeling that this is going to pwn. XD Anyways, you passed with flying colours so I'll make your acceptance a tad large than the rest. ~Accepted~

@Kogenta; I'm not quite sure where the lack of quality that you mentioned is, it looks fine to me. The only problem is that you have one pokmon too many, so remove one of them. A bit of history would be nice but it's optional, and I didn't specify that you had to type out details about your pokmons' personality (Only that they had to have a personality) so... ~Accepted~

@Aang: The Last Airbender; (EDITED) After further consideration I've come to the conclusion that you're unfortunately not up to standard in this case, and therefore I'm sorry to say that you are... ~Declined~

Generally, I'm pleased with what I've seen this far, it's certainly a lot better than what I saw for the previous sign-ups I held. Anyway, I'm going to delay the start of the RP a bit more for the benefit of those who still wish to edit/improve on their forms as well as to give more people a chance to sign up. So yeah, it looks like we're getting a good crowd, though, and adding the details for your pokmon without me directly demanding it was a very good show of initiative.
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (02:27 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Deathspector.
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Name: Eliadon Saffina

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Pokmon Team:



Pokmon species: Bayleef
Gender: Female
History: This was Eliadon's very first Pokmon. He was given an egg, as a birthday present, when he turned thirteen. Since it hatched into a Chickorita, the two of them have been the best of friends, never letting each other down, and always helping each other in times of need. Chickorita evolved into Bayleef during a particularly tough battle against a Persian. His Chickorita looked like she was a goner, but she evolved, winning the battle for Eliadon with one fantastic Solarbeam. Ever since then, Eliadon has always been wary about Bayleef's powers.



Pokmon species: Eevee
Gender: Female
History: This was the very first Pokmon that Eliadon caught. He had been wandering the streets with his Chickorita, hoping to train with a wild Pokmon. However, he saw a trainer, kick her Eevee hard on the rump, and say that she didn't want such a useless Pokmon. Eliadon took the Eevee to the nearest Pokmon Centre, and healed it. He then challenged her to a battle, and caught her, all thanks to his Chickorita's Razor Leaf technique



Pokmon species: Girafarig
Gender: Female
History: This was Eliadon's latest catch. He was out, training his Eevee against some trainers, when a rogue Girafarig leapt out of nowhere, and chased away all the trainers. The trainers told Eliadon that the Girafarig had been doing this all the time, to chas away any trainers. Eliadon being who he was, went, and challenged it to a battle. His Eevee fainted after a powerful Psybeam, but his Bayleef's defense proved good enough to hold out until the Girafarig was weak enough for him to capture. Being new, Girafarig sometimes doesn't listen to Eliadon.

Appearance: Eliadon is what most normal people would call lanky. He is rather tall, exceeding six feet in height, but he doesn't weigh more than fourty-five kilograms. Sometimes, people wonder how Eliadon manages to keep so thin, but even he doesn't know, himself. His skin is a nice healthy tan, probably because he spends hours out in the sun, training both himself and his Pokmon. Even though he might not look it, he has muscles. Muscles that have saved him quite a lot of times. His hair, black in colour, hangs loosely down on his shoulder-blades, and his fringe covers his left eye in three spiky bangs. His left eye, like his right, are sapphire-blue in colour, and sparkle at the idea of a batlle. They are capable of lighting up even the darkest of rooms when the twinkle. He loves wearing baggy clothes, and often wears a tee-shirt, much too big for him, that reaches his knees. His tee-shirt is often coupled with a pair of baggy track-pants that sag quite low. the only shoes which he will ever wear, are trainers. You will never see him in sandals, or formal shoes, no matter what the occasion. He always has a silver chain around his neck, with a pendant of a Mew hanging from it.

Personality: Eliadon is a very open person, and will strike up conversation with almost anyone. In fact, he seems to know exactly what someone likes, and will always talk about something that interests whoever he talks too. At first glance, he would seem like an average teenager, swearing at the smallest of things, and mumbling incoherently, but once you get to know him, you would realise that he is much smarter than he seems. he once wrote a formal piece of writting, and showed it to his beast friend, and she didn't believe that he wrote it, and was only convinced when she saw him write another one with just as many long complictaed words. His actions have earned him the nickname "Dr. Dare" because he will never chicken out of a dare, unless the dare would take his life. But overall, Eliadon is a nice person to have a round, for he can brighten up the gloomiest person's mood

History: Eliadon has a very fuzzy past, seeing as he was orphaned at a vey young age. No one knows his true age, because when the orphanage found him, they expected him to be one, and put it down on all his formal documents, although some people say that he should actually be fifteen-years-old. His parents left no sign of their faces for Eliadon to see, and Eliadon often spends hours wondering who his parents really are. When he's in a good mood, then he believes them to be nice people, who for some horrible twwist in fate had to leave their child at an orphanage, but when he's in a bad mood, he will see them as aweful people, who would have liked to drown him, but they decided to be nice and give him to an orphanage. but, he'd never know.

Other: N/A

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Old December 23rd, 2005 (05:50 AM).
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Quote originally posted by Alter Ego:
@Baker's Bulbasaur; Well, the RP sample is a bit on the short side and seriously makes me doubt Lance's grasp of strategy. That pansy Dragonite could sit there stomping about with Earthquake for all its worth and it would barely scratch a proper Steelix, if he thinks he could possibly win with the suckiness that is Hyper Beam then he's got another thing coming to him. Steelix is the wall to end all walls!

*Cough* Anyways, my Steelix ranting aside. You seem to have the right idea. ~Accepted~

lol, i was trying to incorparate the overwhelming strength of the dragon pokemon, een though a hyper beam would not generally do so much damage to a steelix, but yet i made the trainer look helpless and its trainer panicking to over exagerate the power inw hich the hyper beam was issuing even before the launch of the attack :D
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (06:03 AM).
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Quote originally posted by Alter Ego:
Whew, finally managed to finish of my profile. Now let's see...I'll handle you all in chronological order.


@ybur_angel; Yes, I can see that you came prepared for this, good on you. ^-^ The profile is great, but is that RP sample from another RP? If so then please provide me with a link, m'kay? Anyways, it's certainly convincing so...~Accepted~
Yep,Feebas on me that I didn't forget.;;
Nope.I came up with the sample myself.It was something thats amazingly been creeping around in my empty head.o.O

Quote originally posted by Alter Ego:
@Random Plushie~Accepted~

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^....>D
This is the Bubu thingy starting all over again isn't it.
So..when Yibber does something good again,Titan shall go and bolden Plushie's words.XD

Or..as some dude might put it-I'm just jealous of his L33TR boldening skills.XD
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (07:13 AM).
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Quote originally posted by Baker's Bulbasaur:

lol, i was trying to incorparate the overwhelming strength of the dragon pokemon, een though a hyper beam would not generally do so much damage to a steelix, but yet i made the trainer look helpless and its trainer panicking to over exagerate the power inw hich the hyper beam was issuing even before the launch of the attack :D
Yeah right, overwhelming power my buttocks. XD That overwhelming power certainly didn't help his Dragonite much against my Shuckle. H-Beam is so over-hyped because of the anime. But yeah, I can see what you were trying to build up, although a Fire Blast or Flamethrower could have been just as dramatic and much more logical type/stat-wise.

Quote originally posted by ybur_angel:
Yep,Feebas on me that I didn't forget.;;
Nope.I came up with the sample myself.It was something thats amazingly been creeping around in my empty head.o.O
Okay then. I was just checking since I knew that you've used a character called Jackie in another RP. *Cough* No, I don't stalk people or anything, whatever gave you that impression? XD

Quote originally posted by ybur_angel:
^....>D
This is the Bubu thingy starting all over again isn't it.
So..when Yibber does something good again,Titan shall go and bolden Plushie's words.XD

Or..as some dude might put it-I'm just jealous of his L33TR boldening skills.XD
Well, you are jealous of my L33T boldening skills, and apparently also jealous of Plushie's L33T sign-uping skills. xP Maybe if you would have outshone everyone else's profiles you could have gotten a nice, above-standard sized, acceptance too. Take it as a motivation to work harder. ^.~

Anyways,

@Deathspector; I was having a bit of trouble locating your sample, but it looks okay. Same goes for you profile, soo...~Accepted~
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (08:56 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Light_Azumarill.
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What the?! How'd I miss this when I first got on this morning? Breakfast will have to wait! I must sign-up!! ^-^

Note: I'm going to leave history and other for after I eat breakfast since they're optional. Don't worry though, I shall have a nice, long history for you Alter.


Name: Reina Rookford

Age: 17

Gender: Female (Lucky you Alter! There's more males this time!)

Appearance: Reina always wears jeans. These are rather worn-in looking jeans too. She was never really that concerned with her appearance, so buying and wearing brand-new clothing is not a top priority. The jeans are a dark blue and are rolled up a bit at the bottom because otherwise they would be too long for her and would drag as she walked. She wears the typical sneakers, and they're not really anything special. For a shirt she usually wears a plain ol' red t-shirt with the word "Fighter" on it in orange letters. This shirt, her favorite, clashes awfully with her short, bright, red-orange hair though. She doesn't notice though. Her light hazel eyes are usually too fixed upon her pokemon or her work to notice something that trivial. Her skin is a nicely tanned color due to the work she does, and she's got quite a few freckles on her arms and face. Not a lot, but enough to be noticable. She owns a black backpack in which she keeps everything. She usually keeps her two pokemon out of their balls when they are walking about, but when going to enter a tournament or battle area, she usually just keeps her Heracross out with her.

Personality: Reina is not the typical girl. She is, however, very much a "redhead". Because she has grown up in a family of all boys with no mother, she has trouble really fitting in with girls. Extremely feminine girls annoy her easily, and she prefers a girl that is more concerned with personality and skill than with her looks. Which is what she is. She does not believe that women should be stereotyped as the weaker sex. When she was little she was happily called a tomboy, but this happy acceptance was shortlived when she began getting older, and soon everyone around her was more defined. The girls all became concerned with clothes and accessories, and the boys became more interested in girls that were like this. Reina doesn't even want to know how many times she's been told by a close male friend that he could never picture her as anything but a 'friend'. She's tough and considers herself a fighter in life. She prefers pokemon that are not cute and cuddly, but tough and powerful. When interacting with others, she often sounds rough around the edges. Some may think her a bit rude and sarcastic, but it's only because she really doesn't know how to be polite. She may seem tough on the outside, but that's really because she doesn't know how to express the real feelings she feels. She would do anything for her pokemon, and would risk everything to help a person in need. She may like to be independent, but once in a while she will envy being girly and bubbly and happy all of the time. She only really shows her true feelings about herself and how she acts to her two pokemon and herself.

Pokmon:

Heracross "Tabansi": Tabansi is a name that means "one who endures". This is certainly the case for this Heracross. The twin of another Heracross that lived in an isolated forest, his twin brother, not him, was the one chosen to become the leader of their people. Tabansi had to endure the humiliation that comes along with being a twin that wasn't wanted. He toughened up, and did everything he could to be as worthy as was possible. This was hard, as most Heracross only care about drinking sap and finding a nice place to lie in the shade. After a time, he became aware that no one in this group wanted him, and that it would never change. So he left; being the first of his people to leave the forest in their known history. He learned of humans, and of their cruelties and kindness. He learned about the other pokemon and the ways of them. One day though he was almost beaten to death and captured by a cruel trainer that was doing some illegal pokemon hunting. He was found crumpled and dying by Reina, and was nursed back to health by her too. It soon became clear to Reina that Tabansi was very wise and fairly old in age. He wasn't extremely powerful at battling, but he was smart and willing to learn. Tabansi was polite and vowed to stay with the girl as long as he lived to repay her for saving his life. He also shares her drive to prove herself, and can appreciate her family life. They are, as many might say, kindred spirits.

Staryu "Pixie": Pixie is named such because she is smaller than the average Staryu. Also, her jewel is a deeper red color, much more like blood than the bright red that is typical of Staryu. Pixie has an innocent, kind way about her. She is very concerned with others, and wants to help in any situation, yet, she has trouble showing her emotions. This comes from her upbringing. Pixie was the runt in a group of children that she was a part of in her school of Staryu. She was teased and tormented about her small size and timid demeanor. To avoid being considered stupid, weak, or anything bad, she hid her emotions from others all the time. She really had no one to talk to, and so she had no time to show her emotions. This didn't gain her any friends though, because everyone thought her too plain and boring to like. She's never really felt like she's belonged, thus why when she met Tabansi and Reina, she felt so happy. They were also people who had never really belonged, and so she wanted so much for them to be her friends. She waited at the same shoreline spot every day to see them. First she merely watched them talk and play, and then she got closer, so that they might notice her. Then they soon began to notice the little Staryu, and that eventually led to some interaction. Pixie really enjoyed them, and the two others grew fond of seeing the little Staryu's form floating along the waves. One day Reina asked the Staryu to join up with them, and so Pixie agreed, concealing her secret happiness at finally having friends and being a part of something. After a bit of training, the little Staryu has surpassed all of her school in strength, and now actually shows a bit of emotion now and then. Reina and Tabansi are very proud.

History: Growing up in a house where you have two older brothers can be tough. When you also have only a father as well, it can be even tougher. This is the family Reina grew up with. Her mother died giving birth to her; and her father has always taken careful steps to make sure that Reina never once tried to blame herself. However, when she's really down, sometimes Reina does think about that. When Reina was a small child, she was always looking up to her two brothers. They were her heroes, her rolemodels, and her closest friends. Her father had his own construction company that built small structures for people. Things like sheds, garages, small things like that. They also sometimes put additions onto houses. His two sons helped him with all of it, and Reina wanted to be no different. She was not like other little girls. She loved to roughouse, playfight, do sports, and build things especially. She could never understand why most girls would love to play with dolls and teeny figures of horses; who'd want to play with something so boring? This is one of the reasons she never quite fit in. She didn't have any friends that were girls, and the friends that she did have were all boys that still found it strange that a girl would be interested in the things they did.

Her father was reluctant to let her help with the business at first, but he gave in when Reina (with the help of her brothers) built a shed in their backyard. So now she helps them with as many structures as she can. She had always wanted a cool pokemon to help her out with the building, as her father owned a Machoke and an Aggron, but she could never find the right one. She was about 15 years old when she found Tabansi the Heracross dying and alone, and she knew in an instant that the bug and fighting type was the perfect match. And they were the perfect match; they both had never really felt like they had belonged anywhere, and they both loved to learn and be strong. It took Reina a long time to learn the Heracross' language and signs, they were quite subtle and raspy, but she now understands everything he says. The two of them mostly like to talk now, talk about things that Tabansi has seen, talk about life, and they enjoy doing this on the beach.

This led to the two of them discovering Pixie the Staryu. They both admire Pixie, for she is a kind and understanding person; something that they have rarely seen in the places they've been. Reina likes the little starfish because she is an odd pokemon. Staryu are something that many girls treasure for its prized jewel, but Reina likes her because she has a kind personality, and five arms.

Other: Eh, can't think of anything that hasn't already been mentioned. *shrug* I usually try to say everything in the other parts. ^-^

RP Sample:

Sorry Alter, I wanted to type a fresh one, but you'll have to have an old one. I'm just too hungry to type it. Anyway:



"What the--?" Zachary choked, as Valen disappeared, "Who's he think he is... a ninja?" Some people thought they were too cool. That guy was just asking to be taken down a peg.

Ron looked up at his trainer. {That ends that I guess... so... what now?} the Aron asked thoughtfully. He didn't really want to think about the slime that Maxie had just been battling. He was gone now; what did it matter?

"Amelia? She's here?" Zachary said as Jena just asked about her, "Why's she... oh, I see, she helped Silver find us?" Silver couldn't have found her way to the arena all on her own; someone had to have helped her, and no doubt Amelia had been that very person.

Poor Maxie, and Fang and her didn't even get to finish the battle. The little bat must be furious. Zachary knew he would be angry if he hadn't gotten to finish a fight to prove himself to someone. All of this violence... it made him think back to the people he used to hang out with, and that wasn't a good thing. Though... it was the place he met Ron for the first time... and if it wasn't for his trainer's poor treatment, then they never would have become such good friends and partners.... That seemed like such a long time ago...

-------

"Hey Zack! Get me a drink too!"

"Yeah Zack! Over here!"

Their laughter rang up, they sure were having a good time celebrating. After all, their leader had just beaten a major rival, and that was definitely a cause for a celebration.

"Yeah... okay, I'm going," said a younger Zachary. His voice was more childish, yet signs of it changing were present. Zachary found himself thinking angry thoughts again. Why did he always have to get the drinks?! These were supposed to be his brothers, his friends, or whatever they called themselves; why did they always have to push him around? He knew things were supposed to be tough for "Winglings", their name for new pledges, but he had been their lackey for so long.

He came up to the drinks that were sitting in a large bin, and was about to bend down to grab them when another thing reached for them instead.

"Huh?" grunted Zachary, looking over to the thing that had reached for them. It was a little Aron, and he looked quite miserable. His light blue eyes were tired and his armor was cracked in several spots. Zachary blinked in confusion... it wasn't everyday you saw a strange pokemon grabbing for a drink.

Suddenly a slap came on his back and he stood up to come face-to-face with his very own leader. "See you've found my newest capture, eh Zack? This here was a little spoil of the fight with Ragnor! I knew it would be even more humiliatin' to see his favorite pokemon's wittle baby get taken and used by his enemy!" he looked down at the Aron with a savage grin, "Seems pretty useless I know, but, I've found uses for him. You should be happy, because now that I've got him, we don't need you to serve as a Wingling anymore! That's right, you're being promoted to a regular member now." He paused to get Zachary's reaction.

Zachary just stood there looking shocked. Promoted? Him?! He had waited so long for this! Now he would finally get to be included in all of the things he wasn't in before! But... that little pokemon was going to go through all that he had? Something just didn't feel right....

"Look at this; he even has built-in drink holders!" the older teen laughed, picking up a drink and sutffing it roughly into one of the many holes on the Aron's back. He then gave a swift kick to the Aron's back, "Come on! Hurry it up you weakling!" He patted Zachary on the back once more, told him he looked forward to working with someone so obedient as he was, and then walked into the room with the others.

Zachary looked back down at the little Aron. Did it even have a name? The boy couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the pokemon that had inherrited his job...


-------

Looking down at Ron now, seeing him as a strong, happy, and more importantly fiesty Aron made Zachary so happy. Ron looked up at him with a frown.

{What're you looking at?} he said with an eyebrow raised. Humans... would anyone ever figure them out? Even other humans can't figure out humans. What a strange species.


Of course, this is from the Showgan RP. ^-^
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@Random Plushie; now that's a model sign-up right there, and I agree with you, I have the distinct feeling that this is going to pwn. XD Anyways, you passed with flying colours so I'll make your acceptance a tad large than the rest. ~Accepted~
I feel so much better about myself. XD

So does my brain, I've been waiting to release that information out into the world. :x

Anyways.. I must say, Melissa, we would've waited for you to eat breakfast, you do not need to starve for an RP. XD
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:00 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Alter Ego.
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Heh, yeah, I was wondering why you came online but didn't even take a look, Melissa. Anyways, I concur with Plushie, it wouldn't do to have you starve because of our impatience. Not only would it be a rather mean thing to do, but it would also hurt your writing productivity.

But, dealing with this in an official manner, ahem, *Puts on the official RP master hat*;

@Light Azumarill; That's another model sign-up right there, just as soon as you finish it. Yup, you're in, no question about it. And since you did it so properly, I'll give you the acceptance-of-above-average-size as well; ~Accepted~

Oh yes, and concerning the verdict of ~Pending~ I gave earlier, I have reached a decision;

@Aang: The Last Airbender; Sorry, but it's a big enough crowd to manage as it is and your sign-up is a bit on the weak side, which is enough to tip the scales against you in this situation. :\ So yeah, thanks for the interest but you're...~Declined~

Well, it seems like we've got quite enough people together now. I'll make the opening post as soon as Melissa finishes her sign-up. Anyone still wishing to join better do it fast.
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ooc - Jeez, coming in on the last note was probably bad on my part. Darn you Christmas and your evil ways of forbidding me to make this post sooner!

Hopefully I'm not too late, Charon only told me about this rp last night so I've been a bit rushed. xD


Name:Hyuudai Kyoko, goes by Kyoko

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Appearance: Kyoko's greatest feature, according to her family that is, would be her young looks. She's a very pretty dainty thing; her larger green eyes and almost flawless skin (Save for the excema on her shins) made her look younger and she is often mistaken for a twelve year old child instead of the fourteen year old girl that she is.

She's short (only five feet, three inches) light as a feather and looks like she's never been outside a building save one ore two special occasions but if you look closely, you'll see she's very fit from the years of Aikido Training she had gone through as a child.

Her white tank top have a double pink pin strip that extended from her shoulders to the bottom of the shirt and stretched around her chest added some flair to the otherwise bland outfit. Her shorts have the same pinstripe color with a slightly thiner line around her waistline. Her boots are white, and reached up to a bit below her knee. They clasped shut with a small buckle at the top.

Incase of chilly weather, which seemed to happen quite alot around here, a sweater was tied around her waist. 暗闇の翼, Wings of Darkness, is a saying she had sewn into her jacket

Her bright pink hair was, believe it or not, natural. If untamed by the pigtails and the pink rimmed goggles that sat atop her head amongst the other things, it would flow to her lower back and nestle itself there quietly.

She carries her pokeballs, berries and things of that genre in a pink and white saddle bag that hangs from her right shoulder to her left thigh.

Around her neck is a small pink gem that glistens in the sun. It has no "magic powers" like you hear of in story books, but she can't seem to function without it.

Personality: Kyoko is extremely shy. She's used to be teased relentlessly because of her hair and because of that she's very much of the idea that all people will reject her so she tends to steer clear of people as much as she can.

She is a different person however, when she slips into her costume and together with her Minun, enters the Pokemon Contest Stage. She takes on a "different identity" and thus gained the confidence to do well in the few local competitions back home.

She can speak both Japanese and English, english being her main but she'll slip a word or two into conversation if she's distracted


Pokmon:

Minna (Minun)
Minna's a bubbly hyperactive "I-must-hug-you-if-you-like-it-or-not" type of pokemon. She's a sweetie-pie unless you snatch her ketchup stash... then things may get violent.
She was rescued by a seven year old Kyoko after she was almost turned into a very yummy snack of a houndoom and has been with her ever since.

Chiisai (Dratini)
A gift from a friend of her brother, this lil dragon is a very cute over protective lil fuzz-ball. She was hatched by Kyoko a little less than a month ago and tends to stay as close as she can to her beloved trainer to prevent harm from coming to her mum. When Kyoko is scared, angry or cornered by something or someone, she has a very bad habit of popping out of her pokeball and giving the "bad guy" a piece of her mind.

Mitten (Espeon)
Kyoko's first pokemon. Somewhat lazy but by far her strongest pokemon. Mitten's enjoyments include sleeping in the sun, moving to the next room in the house and sleeping in more sun, eating fish, getting pets and then sleeping in more sun.


History (Optional): Coming. .-. Stupid Christmas

Other (Optional): She can use Aikido movements as she's being training since she was young to do so

RP Sample: Airports had taken away most of the shipyards in the world. The hustle and bustle that used to define port towns was just simply not a reality for most places any more. So why on earth was he standing in the docks? There was nothing really to see other than the normal dead body here and there rotting away for variuos reasons unknown to him along with a few bustly fishermen and the occasional family going out on their million dollar yaht to do things million dollar people do.

He blinked, brushing the morning dew from his eyes. It was still the same as always.

He'd be in trouble if he skipped class again... And he didn't want to get yelled at by his dad via telephone for skipping again. If his parents couldn't be around, though they always promised they would, couldn't they just stay out of his way? For pete's sake, he was adopted. He didn't pop out of his mom like his brother and sister had so why did they care so much about somebody they A) didn't "create" and B) Never see?

He also hated the constraintment of the school uniform. It was black and a simple pant and jacket combo with a white shirt (Which he'd modifed by ripping off the sleeves, something about how sleeves constrained him) underneath but it hardly gave room for his poor squished tail of endless fluffyness to wiggle about like it wanted to. Infact, it had protested when he'd stood up, the red fur standing on end in protest to the abuse.

Pressing his ears back against his head in agitation he wandered towards the train station to catch a train to school.... Hopefully.

---

"All those boarding the train to Neopian Central please board the train on the 3rd Platform! Thank you thank you!"

The high pitched squeaky female voice of the station operative just drove him crazy, it never seemed to shut up. An endless drone of high pitched squeaky voices that seemed to be trying to make this bleary day seem like a sunny day with chirrping birds and basket weavers sitting in the park but it wasn't exactly working. It was cold. It was windy. She couldn't put a nice little mask over that.

The voice was right however, about the platform he needed to get to. This was his one-way ticket home. He snagged his bookbag from beside him (It wouldn't find in the crummy egg shaped chair) and headed for the platform. Pushing open the doors, he didn't expect the rush of cold air that blasted his face when he stepped outside to be as strong as it was.

"...it's cold..." He muttered, tightening the buttons on his jacket. Once he'd adjusted to the weather he'd be fine but he had to get to that point where his fingers became numb and his earstalks hung limp against his back, unfeeling and therefore uncold and right now neither of the two body parts were doing so.

Then there was the matter of that darn clock.

He couldn't tell what was more annoying, the fact that his 6'1 height made his head unbearably close to the side of the off beat ticking clock or the high pitched annoying train announcer lady who just didn't know the meaning of "Shut up"

Brushing the little forms of ice matter that were starting to stick to his did-you-stick-your-fingers-into-a-light-socket?! hair, he looked around for that stupid train that was now officially ten minutes late.




ooc- Question on this.

I'll be gone til Tues on Holiday and we've got a fudge load of gifts to wrap. Is there anyway I could delay an rp sample til then? I've gotta get offline soon or my dad's gunna kill me.

I do have some samples of my previous work which I've got saved on my hardrive which I can post. Unfortunatly they're not of Pokemon genre. If this'll do til I return, lemme know, if not, still lemme know and I'll see what I can do.

And if you have no room, time or place for me, then I completely understand as it's your call as the rp runner guy.

Also please exuse my lack thereof of a signature. ; I'm still new to this type of forum.

~Edit~

Gah forgot to mention that Kyoko's almost always cold even in extremely hot weather

And I've posted an rp sample. It's older yes but it'll work.

Incase anybody's wondering it's a Neopets rpg. xD And that's all one post, I just split it up CUZ I CAN
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:15 AM).
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Yeah right, overwhelming power my buttocks. XD That overwhelming power certainly didn't help his Dragonite much against my Shuckle. H-Beam is so over-hyped because of the anime. But yeah, I can see what you were trying to build up, although a Fire Blast or Flamethrower could have been just as dramatic and much more logical type/stat-wise.
True, although ull quickly learn that with me i tend to RP like u woulkd see it in an anime, not like in the games, like only 4 attacks crap etc lol.
anyway, doesnt matter now, looking forward to this RP :D
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:22 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Alter Ego.
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Heh, and here I thought no-one would have the time to sign up anymore. XD *Coughs to clear the throat and puts on RP master hat again*

@+ Mika +; You just made it on the last minute, actually. Concerning your question; Well, a pokmon-based sample is of course prefered, but any piece of writing done by you will do fine, really so just put something in that field for fairness' sake. Anyways, what I currently see of your profile looks good, so once you get a proper sample in there you're in, but until then...my verdict has to be; ~Pending~

Oh, and concerning your absence; all the way til' Tuesday? Dang, that's a slight problem. Well, I suppose we can keep the RP at a decently slow pace for a while so that you can still jump in when you have time. I'll probably be a bit preoccupied during the next few days as well, seeing as how Christmas Eve is the height of the holiday here in Finland and seeing as I'm always pretty much lazy on Christmas Day because I never get enough sleep the night before. But yeah, I think we can work things out, although it would be nice if you typed with font 2 because that writing is a wee bit straining to read. *Squints at size 1 letters* And as for the lack of signature...very well, the investigation of anti-signature activites committee shall have lenience for you this time, but do not repeat your crimes. XD

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True, although ull quickly learn that with me i tend to RP like u woulkd see it in an anime, not like in the games, like only 4 attacks crap etc lol.
anyway, doesnt matter now, looking forward to this RP :D
Well, that's the way I tend to RP too, but I have my limits. I don't mind the number of moves that any given pokmon possesses, just as long as they're moves that they can really learn, and I can allow some creativity when it comes to using the moves, but if you try to do something completely ridiculous (Like KOing a Steelix with a Hyper Beam! XO) then I'm going to reach in through your monitor and slap you with a wet fish. Fair warning, everyone. XD
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:24 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Charon.
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{ooc| Miiiiiiiika! Chaaaaaa~! *flying tackle* My dear! How nice to see you!
Alter, I am hurt. You have not yet congratulated me on my brand new history & rp sample yet. I'm an attention whore, you guys should know this by now!
Alter, how about we roleplay normally, and then perhaps Mika can throw herself in somewhere later? I don't mind giving her a summary etc...
AND, OMG MIKA, I'M GETTING THE NEW ZELDA IN TWO WEEKS! *fainting ensues*

EDIT: God, you guys are slow at typing this evening. I'm off to my party now! Uh... I'll be back by about 9PM (so tired) so if you're online around then...that'd be nice. MSN's crashed on me, btw.}
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:28 AM).
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Heh, and here I thought no-one would have the time to sign up anymore. XD *Coughs to clear the throat and puts on RP master hat again*

@+ Mika +; You just made it on the last minute, actually. Concerning your question; Well, a pokmon-based sample is of course prefered, but any piece of writing done by you will do fine, really so just put something in that field for fairness' sake. Anyways, what I currently see of your profile looks good, so once you get a proper sample in there you're in, but until then...my verdict has to be; ~Pending~

Oh, and concerning your absence; all the way til' Tuesday? Dang, that's a slight problem. Well, I suppose we can keep the RP at a decently slow pace for a while so that you can still jump in when you have time. I'll probably be a bit preoccupied during the next few days as well, seeing as how Christmas Eve is the height of the holiday here in Finland and seeing as I'm always pretty much lazy on Christmas Day because I never get enough sleep the night before. But yeah, I think we can work things out, although it would be nice if you typed with font 2 because that writing is a wee bit straining to read. *Squints at size 1 letters* And as for the lack of signature...very well, the investigation of anti-signature activites committee shall have lenience for you this time, but do not repeat your crimes. XD

ooc- =3 I've snuck back on for a few moments (I've got them thinkin' I'm wrapping presents... mmyes..) and I can do a sample easily then. Any reqs. on length? (like, how many paragraphs. o.o) and JUST FOR YOU I wun do the size 1 text anymore then. XD

I'll be back around noon (USA Central time, I think that's 6 hours behind you) on Monday. Didn't know if that would be too late for ya'll.

Thanks so much for not out-right denying me which what I was sure was gunna happen. :3 And I'll have a sig and what not by monday as well. Gotta break in CS2 anyways. xD
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:35 AM).
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Well, that's the way I tend to RP too, but I have my limits. I don't mind the number of moves that any given pokmon possesses, just as long as they're moves that they can really learn, and I can allow some creativity when it comes to using the moves, but if you try to do something completely ridiculous (Like KOing a Steelix with a Hyper Beam! XO) then I'm going to reach in through your monitor and slap you with a wet fish. Fair warning, everyone. XD
Oh yeah. I should know. I tried to pull a Mud-Slap on a Ghastly. XD

But apparently his fish wasn't with him, so I got off easy. XD



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{ooc| Miiiiiiiika! Chaaaaaa~! *flying tackle* My dear! How nice to see you!

And that would be the first time I saw Charon pull off a genuine flying tackle. XD



Quote originally posted by + Mika +:
x_x; Joy, just cut my finger on a stupid box.

If it makes you feel better, my Grandma once accidently stabbed herself in the arm with the corner of a box. XD


Anyways, I'll probably shut up until the RP starts. :x
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:37 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Mika.
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{ooc| Miiiiiiiika! Chaaaaaa~! *flying tackle* My dear! How nice to see you!
Alter, I am hurt. You have not yet congratulated me on my brand new history & rp sample yet. I'm an attention whore, you guys should know this by now!
Alter, how about we roleplay normally, and then perhaps Mika can throw herself in somewhere later? I don't mind giving her a summary etc...
AND, OMG MIKA, I'M GETTING THE NEW ZELDA IN TWO WEEKS! *fainting ensues*}
ooc- ;O; What the doosh? That's... unfair. ;; it dun come out here til april.

Spoil ANYTHING and you're gunna be splatted. o.o

And yes... Yes you are an attention whore. ; But I've known that for what, 3 years now?



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And that would be the first time I saw Charon pull off a genuine flying tackle. XD

If it makes you feel better, my Grandma once accidently stabbed herself in the arm with the corner of a box. XD
ooc- Yes, I'm very abused by Charon. ; Flying tackles, gnawings... But as she has FMA information I don't have, I deal with it.

And she's more sane than most people I know

In real life.

;; Your poor obaa-san! Give her a hug from Mika.
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:44 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Alter Ego.
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Meep! I forgot about Charon's History/RP sample! O_O Aaaah! PleaseDon'tKillMePleaseDon'tKillMePleaseDon'tKillMe!!!

...

Wait, I think I confused you with Suki back there, nevermind. XD Anyways, you did a good job on both accounts, you should just have pointed out that you had finished your profile if it was that important to you.

Quote originally posted by + Mika +:
ooc- =3 I've snuck back on for a few moments (I've got them thinkin' I'm wrapping presents... mmyes..) and I can do a sample easily then. Any reqs. on length? (like, how many paragraphs. o.o) and JUST FOR YOU I wun do the size 1 text anymore then. XD
Eh, on the length issue...the longer the better, and like, thanks about the font thing. I feel so special now. XD

Quote originally posted by + Mika +:
I'll be back around noon (USA Central time, I think that's 6 hours behind you) on Monday. Didn't know if that would be too late for ya'll.
Right'o, I'll have the RP kicked of untill then (Although how far we get depends on the others too), so we'll just have to see how it works out and act accordingly, I'm sure we can improvise something.

Quote originally posted by + Mika +:
Thanks so much for not out-right denying me which what I was sure was gunna happen. :3 And I'll have a sig and what not by monday as well. Gotta break in CS2 anyways. xD
You're welcome, I don't outright deny people who come on time (I.e. Before the RP starts) but late joiners...well, I think most of us know my opinion on that matter. XD But yeah, I've always had a weakness for well-made profiles, provided that they don't come 20 pages into the RP or anything.

Oh, and a small note; try not to double post, as it will get you into trouble with the powers that be (I.e. The PC staff). So yeah, please just edit the text from your later post into your earlier one (Or vice-versa) and then delete the redundant post.

And yes Plushie, you were lucky that I was in a good mood so that you did not have to suffer the wrath of the red herring of quality. >D
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:49 AM).
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Well, that's the way I tend to RP too, but I have my limits. I don't mind the number of moves that any given pokmon possesses, just as long as they're moves that they can really learn, and I can allow some creativity when it comes to using the moves, but if you try to do something completely ridiculous (Like KOing a Steelix with a Hyper Beam! XO) then I'm going to reach in through your monitor and slap you with a wet fish. Fair warning, everyone. XD

Teehee, dont you mean wet Majikarps? :D
i give you farewarning, i have many bulbasaurs at my disposol

I say everyone in the RP teaches hyper beam to all there pokemon pokemon, to get on alter Ego's nerves teehee
i'm a meanie :D
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Old December 23rd, 2005 (10:52 AM). Edited December 23rd, 2005 by Mika.
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Quote originally posted by Alter Ego:
Meep! I forgot about Charon's History/RP sample! O_O Aaaah! PleaseDon'tKillMePleaseDon'tKillMePleaseDon'tKillMe!!!

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Wait, I think I confused you with Suki back there, nevermind. XD Anyways, you did a good job on both accounts, you should just have pointed out that you had finished your profile if it was that important to you.



Eh, on the length issue...the longer the better, and like, thanks about the font thing. I feel so special now. XD



Right'o, I'll have the RP kicked of untill then (Although how far we get depends on the others too), so we'll just have to see how it works out and act accordingly, I'm sure we can improvise something.



You're welcome, I don't outright deny people who come on time (I.e. Before the RP starts) but late joiners...well, I think most of us know my opinion on that matter. XD But yeah, I've always had a weakness for well-made profiles, provided that they don't come 20 pages into the RP or anything.

Oh, and a small note; try not to double post, as it will get you into trouble with the powers that be (I.e. The PC staff). So yeah, please just edit the text from your later post into your earlier one (Or vice-versa) and then delete the redundant post.

And yes Plushie, you were lucky that I was in a good mood so that you did not have to suffer the wrath of the red herring of quality. >D

(ooc- =D Ah! Okay. No more double posts, I understand!

And you should feel SPECIAL. Charon said you were ubber special and you must be feared, luffed and respected so respect you I shall~

And I've posted my sample. -points up- it's up there.

o_o; Yes. It's always nice to see litterate people. You just want to hug them and squeeze them an luff them forever and ever and ever.

And I'll shut up now. o.o


~Edit~

Cha. I'll have Charon fill me in. I have ways to bribe her. =3 )
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