Team Havoc Fight Club (Revived)

[Kansas]

Plot
The world of Pokemon is huge, with many different people and ways to compete using the creatures known as Pokemon. As everyone knows, after earning 8 gym badges one may enter a contest specific to that region. Some trainers are satisfied with winning the Pokemon League, but other trainers have a will. A desire. To keep battling, and find more and more increasingly difficult opponents. These trainers are the ones who are never satisfied with just getting the best pokemon, they want to prove their strength.

The setting of this story takes place in the near future. Giovanni had finally gotten sick of having his name related to the now laughable Team Rocket, who sported failure after constant failure. The embarrassment of Team Rocket was finally too much to handle. For years, Giovanni traveled the world, finding the best trainers he could, and recruited them to join him in his ambitions. The new ambitions of not just stealing Pokemon. They didn't need to. They already had the best. This new ambition, was simply domination and recognition. Thus the new Team Havoc was born.

Team Havoc's movements were well organized and seemed to almost happen over night. They proceeded to advance through the region of Kanto, leaving fear in their wake. The team finally settled in Saffron City where they proceeded to take over the entire city. The two small gyms fought valiantly but were crushed and exiled from the city. Team Havoc's reign corrupted the city and lead to the eventual total domination of Saffron City by Team Havoc. Every store, gym, and household was under their control. Even Silph Co. fell into their hands, allowing them to get a hold over the many new technologies that Silph Co. designed. Nothing in Saffron happened without first going through Team Rocket and Giovanni and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

After having complete control over Saffron City, it had been a mere 6 years. The town thrived on corruption and now had no permanent residents. Giovanni became quite proud of his gang's new home base and decided that it was finally time to purge the globe of anyone who could oppose him and his elite trainers and either have them join his side.... or destroy them. And with a wave of his hand, he sent out scouts all over the globe, seeking the best trainers. For a whole year, the trainers were watched. Everything about them, their battle styles, their mannerisms, and the way they handled their Pokemon. A year later, the scouts returned. With the names of many trainers, anyone capable of competing with Team Havoc. And with these names, Giovanni sent them a letter of recognition and invitation via carrier Pidgey.

"Dear *your name here*,
We have been keeping an eye on you for the past year. We have watched your battle/contest style and presence and decided that you are among the best of the best trainers. With that being said, the time has come. Team Havoc has no rival power on this entire planet, and in order to prove this, Team Havoc has organized a league and following tournament. You have been hand selected by Team Havoc scouts to enter the Team Havoc Fight League and test your might against Team Havoc and other trainers from around the globe.

If you wish to accept this challenge, bring 3 of your best Pokemon to the northern gate of Saffron City on Sunday, July 1st. You will rendezvous at the north gate of the town. Upon arrival, present this letter to the guard and you will be granted access to Saffron City which will be shut down to host this incredible event. This letter is your ticket to almost anything in the entire city. You will receive VIP lodging including 5 star meals and accommodations in the Grand Havoc Hotel complete with training and recreation facilities. Battle rules will be explained to you upon your arrival to Club Havoc in the heart of Saffron. Looking forward to your participation. And remember, there are no nice guys. Only winners and losers.

Sincerely,
Giovanni

This is where you come in. You are a trainer who has been scouted and received a letter of recognition from Giovanni. You will meet at the North gate of Saffron City on the night of Sunday, July 1st.

Rules
*Even though some of you will be evil, sinister trainers, we must all respect each other as a member of PC.
*If you do not post for a length of time without notice, it will be assumed that you died of a FREAK ACCIDENT (perhaps the victim of a hit.)
*Each trainer is allow a minimum of 1 pokemon, and a maximim of 3.
*Do not GodMod
*Please avoid unnecessary spamming
*It is strongly recommended that you type in the standard English language. Failing to do so in complete disaster of grammer and literary skills will result in kick from RP.
*Unfortunately, no legendaries may be used. (EV train! ^^)
*Have fun, and make this as interesting as possible!

Sign up
Name: Reina Oosaki
Preferred Nickname: Rei
In-RP age: 18
Hometown/Region: Dewford Island, Hoenn
Gender: Female

Appearance: Reina is a short girl, reaching only about 5'3 and she is very physically fit, a mere 105 pounds and quite athletically built. She has fair skin, long flowing red hair which reaches down to her mid-back. She has bangs that almost cover her eyes with a few rogue strands sticking up and out that she just can't seem to tame. Her eyes are large, soft, yellow eyes that are very gentle when she's not battling that is...She is a very modestly beautiful girl and doesn't tend to try and parade her beauty. She wears a burgundy tank top with a dark green jean jacket over the top of it. Below the tightly fitted tank top is a tan and burgundy plaid short skirt. The majority of her legs are exposed but she does have high socks that almost reach to the tops of her shins. Her shoes are a simple pair of black and white converse style tennis shoes.

Personality: Reina, is what you would call a stereotypical red head. She is quick to judge, quick to act, and is not to be messed with at any time. She is very manipulative and is quite the expert in male psychology, usually being able to get them to do whatever she wants, because of this, she is quite the flirt but you can never tell if she's being serious about it. She has a burning passion for battling and loves the feeling of a victory. More times than not, her pokemon share the same emotions. The Oosaki family has a very solid motto of "Go big, or go home." Which is exemplified through the Pokemon she battles with. Though she is a small girl, she enjoys using gigantic pokemon to execute her battles strategies. Although that being said, she doesn't use only large pokemon. In a battle situation, Reina will not stop battling until the opponent has stopped moving. All of the hits she deals with her battle style are designed to render a pokemon immobile using powerful single hits that were known for their ability to knock out certain pokemon in 1 hit during the tournaments.

History: Reina started training relatively late for a typical trainer. She started a bit different than most trainers as well. Her parents gave her an Onix, a symbol of great power for the Oosaki family, then sent her out into the world. She quickly conquered the Hoenn gyms and placed 2nd in the Hoenn league her with little effort. She immediately moved on to Johto and demolished those gyms, easily making it to the league and ended up placing first in the Johto league the following year. After winning the Johto league, which was quite recently, she received her letter from Giovanni inviting her to challenge the Havoc League. When she read that this was a challenge beyond what any trainer had ever seen, she jumped at the opportunity to put her and her Pokemon to the test.

Additional Information: The Oosaki family all receive Onix as their first Pokemon and are all quite versed in the ways of rock and ground type Pokemon. Because of this fact, Rock and Ground are Reina's specialty and she is very rarely out battled when fighting against one.

Short Literary Sample: I wrote the RP

You may have a minimum of 1 Pokemon and a maximum of 3.

Pokemon: Onix
Nickname: Edge

Personality: A larger than normal Onix, it was Reina's first pokemon and definitely her best trained. It is completely loyal to her and always obeys without fail. It is also defensive of his beautiful trainer. If he senses a threat to Reina's safety he will coil himself around her to protect her from harm.

Set Attacks: Dig, Iron Tail, Stealth Rock, Rock Blast, Bind, Slam

Pokemon: Ursaring
Nickname: Sunny

Personality: This particular Ursaring is definitely the brawns of Reina's pokemon and it knows it. Sunny boasts its powerful muscles and huge girth in battle and has strength that can be rivaled by few.

Set Attacks: Hyper Beam, Hammer Arm, Metal Claw, Cross Chop, Bulk Up, Crunch

Pokemon: Cubone
Nickname: Cubert

Personality: Cubert is the exact opposite of what is expected from one of Reina's Pokemon, he's very small, even for a Cubone. This particular Cubone is a rare case. It refuses to evolve but has a habit of picking fights with other Cubone and Marowak and taking their bones if they are stronger than his own. Through this process, Cubert has obtained quite a solid bone and increased his strength exponentially. The potential strength inside Cubert is un real and he commonly shows it to taunt his opponents by maybe smashing holes into buildings or cracking the earth with his club. Cubert loves attention and it shows through his over the top attacks. He is a fierce battler despite his size and this usually leads to victory through relentless assault.

Set Attacks: Bone Club, Bonemerang, Focus Energy, Skull Bash, Iron Head, Screech






Challengers
1. EvKay - Reina Oosaki
2. Ninetails - Ringo Murakage
3. Trainer Kat - Takuya Miyamoto
4. Jim - Ayukat Tajiri
5. AluminumKnight - Derek Hightower
6. Marilyn - Maria Yatokimo
7.
8.

 

[Armada]

Name: Estelle
Preferred Nickname: Essie
In-RP age: 17
Hometown/Region: Sinnoh
Gender: Female

Appearance: short spiked black hair with red tips. Wears a black leather miniskirt and a red tube top.

Personality: evil. Giovanni hand-selected her.

History: Used to be a waitress at a cafe until she became a trainer. Her first pokemon was an Eevee, her first catch a Absol. Loves to fight.

Additional Information: Not much really... has a crush on one of the Team members.

Short Literary Sample: Armada dipped her feet into the icy water, a chill running down her spine. It didn't matter how she felt now. Soon it would all be over, no more pain, no more weakness. "NO, ARMADA! WAIT!" Her brother called. Tears were streaking down his face as he ran.

Pokemon: Jolteon
Nickname: Spike

Personality: Mean, hates any who come in her way against her master.

Set Attacks: Spark, Thunder, Thunder wave, Bite, Thundershock, Swift

Pokemon: Absol
Nickname: Kei

Personality: same as Jolteon's, only meaner...

Set Attacks: Shadow ball, steel fang, bite, quick attack, swift, iron tail

Pokemon:Leafeon
Nickname: Lex

Personality: tough, fighter. Hates pokeballs, so walks by Estelle. First pokemon of estelles.

Set Attacks: Razor leaf, swift, quick attack, magical leaf, giga drain, poisinpowder

 

[♣Gawain♣]

Name: Cyro Smith
Preffered Nickname: Cyro
In-RP age: 20
Hometown/Region: Snowpoint City, Sinnoh
Gender: Male

Appearance: Wears the usual Lab coat, with black undercoat and tie. He usually wears balck slocks and black leather shoes. Wears his hair in a funky fashion with blue bangs(untypical for a scientist). Cyro stands 5.4 feet and weighs about 45 kilos. Often looks serious because of his outlook. He always carries a red backpack with lots of pockets for latter use and also a large black attache case that's presumely his telescope. He wears a black army watch in his left arm. He never wears any other accessories because he said it will look ridiculous on him.

Personality: When somebody will approach Cyro(asking for questions for example.) he will almost never answer. In fact he rarely interacts with all sorts of people. He's intelligent and quickly decides what attacks his pokemon will use. He is also adventurous and likes to go to wild places like Mt. Coronet and the like. He is curious about oddities and usually investigate and experiment them. He is very coldhearted in pokemon battles and opponents find him very diificult to battle. Although he's like this, he is quiet humble and never gloats like most people do. He thinks nothing but himself his pokemon, and his studies. But it changed because of the letter sent by Giovanni, devoting himself to defeat this "Team Havoc" no matter what the cost.


History: Born in Snowpoint City, he is very well known for his knowledge about pokemons. At first he disliked poemons, but as he was studying near a steam he saw a hurt Absol. He had no other choice but to help him. That provoked him to help all pokemons, by becoming a trainer himself and a scientist.

He enrolled in an unknown University with high marks. After 2 years of studying, he decides to become a trainer and a researcher. After 6 years of being a trainer, he enrolled again in a academy in which he had finished his course. He became a powerful trainer known for his signature moves. Currently studying Astronomy in the a observatory, he continually searching for a comet. He usually wake up in the dawn, and devote himself finding his dream comet.
When he heard of this new evil team, he packed his necessary things and went to investigate. But on his 5th day of travelling, he recieved a letter inviting him to participate in this event. Cyro sworn himself to win in this event no matter what the consequences.

Additional Info. : Likes ICE CREAM!!!!

Short Literary Sample: Walking back and forth across the room, W. pondered on how that Darkrai got in there.

As he was thinking, he heard muffling sounds. It was the bouncer, still frozen.

"Will you keep quiet!! I was thinking on how..." he paused. 'Maybe he could be of help, but can we take the risk?'. "Eric we need your assistance!" The Lucario said(through telepathy of course)'What can I do now?'

"Break that ice that keep that man frozen"

'But master, will you take the risk?'

"Nah... we might able to get some imformation out of him" W. said defiantly. After a few seconds the blue sphere Eric charged hit the ice. W. suddendly grab hold of the pale bouncer, sneering at them.
"What's going on? " Horo shouted as the team heard a explosion inside. The bouncer still sneered at them. "You can't get near that thing near at you? Heh, heh, heh..."

"Tell me now, is there another way to access to the next floor without encountering that, that thing?! Answer me!" Horo shouted. "Why should I?! Huh?????!!!!!!" the bouncer shouted back, still pale as ever.

"Because you have to... Ceryl hypnotize him" Celia said slowly.

In the matter of seconds, the bouncer is in hypnosis.

"Now tell me, how to access the next floor without endangering ourselves" W. said.

"Uh... uh?? What? Oh, there is a secret entrance, right next with the door with the, the codes. Just unlock the right combinations and your done..." the bouncer droned. Then he fell asleep.

W. shook him, "What is the combinations?" The bouncer droned on the combinations then he fell into deep sleep again.

After Johannes tied him up, W. unlocked the combinations, and then a secret door appeared next to the door in which W. unlocked. "It leads to a Spiral staircase, a small one." W. observed.

"Right then! Let's go!" Horo said.
Pokemon: Glaceon
Nickname: Gale
Personality:Before she evolves, she's very obedient and cheerful. After she evolves she became very proud of her powers. She would often induce blizzards whatever the weather. She would usually stop this if she is given a flower. To sum it all, she is playful and naughty.
Set attacks:
-Blizzard
-Ice Fang
-Sheer Cold
-Zen Headbut
-Torment
-Giga Impact

Pokemon: Absol
Nickname: Xander
Personality: Generally, Xander is a calm and quiet type. He would always roam around in the mountains scouting for danger ahead. He likes to be noticed sometimes. He would really enjoy if he won in a battle.
Set attacks:
-Night slash
-Destiny Bond
-Steel wing
-Dark pulse
-Mean look
-Psycho boost

Pokemon: Milotic
Nickname: Kate
Personality: Rash but not proud. Ever since she evolved he had a special liking for Cyro. She would use Safeguard whenever Cyro's in a bad mood. She preffers to swim in freshwaters than in seawaters(choosy). She hates extremes even though his master likes it.
Set attacks:
-Hydro cannon
-Hydropump
-Attract
-Safeguard
-Hyperbeam
-Waterfall

 

[Ninetales1]

Name: Bradley Xavier Matthews XIII

Wow, are all your characters named Brad? He sure is a little different from the Brad in After the Apocalypse (at least personality-wise).
*And yes, hair can be any colour--that is an anime law and Pokemon is an anime. Hooray for purple, hot pink, blue, and green hair!

But I will not RP the same character three times, (yes, Lupin's my favourite out of all the characters I've created, but...) even though I'm not able to post in the other two RPG's at this moment. Instead... I'll play his son. O.o

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Name: Ringo Murakage
Preferred Nickname: Ringo, but goes by "Shadowcat" as a stage name (as in during a battle)
In-RP age: 15
Hometown/Region: Saffron City, Kanto (more precisely, just outside Saffron City)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ringo is still a short little boy (well, he can't be called a little boy anymore, but...), only 4'7" tall. His skin is a pale peach colour, his figure pleasantly slim and seeming slightly muscular, although he really isn't the strongest boy out there. When looking at only his face you might think he's a girl, with his often cute facial expressions and his long, straight, blood-red hair. Or maybe it's his deep and bright indigo eyes. But anyways, Ringo's outfit consists of what looks like a deep blue turtleneck sweater without sleeves, baggy dark grey pants, black sneakers, and black gloves. He also carries around a shiny black handbag (kind of strange for a boy to be carrying a handbag, isn't it...?) with his initials, RLM, on it.
Personality: Ringo is remarkably intelligent and mature for his age. However, he doesn't like to make challenges for himself--he prefers to think of practically everything as being easy (or at least relaxing). He also has a lot of self-confidence and also believes in those he's very close to, especially his Pokemon and his parents. He really thinks very highly of those people/Pokemon. At the same time though, he also enjoys taking after them, although deep inside he knows he can never be as good as them. He's quite modest in this way and in general--he doesn't exactly see himself as being the best, but he does like to show people what he can do. Unfortunately, "what he can do" might as well be "what his parents or Pokemon can do", as he inherited much of his skills and two of his Pokemon from his parents. So it can still be said that he has yet to discover his true inner self, or that he is too absorbed in his parents' lives and principles to follow his own. But at least he's good at following role models.

As far as Pokemon go, Ringo loves and respects them. To him, it's a huge relief that Team Havoc is not like the Pokemon-stealing Team Rocket. In his mind, Pokemon do humans a favour by offering them companionship, protection, and inspiration, in return for power and strength and care.
History: Ringo was born to a happy couple living in New Saffron City, the only part of Saffron City (the outskirts) which wasn't completely taken over by Giovanni. His mother was a prominent Pokemon trainer/coordinator who also ran a sort of shelter for stranded or abused Pokemon, and also happened to be Sabrina's cousin. His father recently became a a sort of independent detective or private investigator, and was once a high-ranking member of Team Rocket. (Interesting combination...) As a little boy, Ringo was quickly introduced to Pokemon, and frequently interacted with his parents' Pokemon as well as the Pokemon in the shelter. After a while, he even got to keep an Abra that was in the shelter.

Ringo spent much of his early life staying at home with his mother and the Pokemon shelter. It was at home that he did most of his Pokemon training; often times Mum would get him involved with Pokemon battles by having him practice with his Abra. Mum especially enforced trust and connection to one's Pokemon, and she herself had a telepathic connection to her Pokemon. Over time, Ringo developed the same telepathic connection to his Abra--although that was pretty easy because Abra was Psychic-type.

Occasionally, Mum took Ringo with her when she went to visit her aunt in Pallet Town. Her aunt was Professor Willow, who replaced the late Professor Oak as the Pokemon professor of Kanto. Unfortunately, Professor Willow gave up all of Professor Oak's outdoor lab space, and stored Pokemon in a sort of secure virtual environment. It can also be noted that she was a sort of an inventor as well, and was recently working on a "Pokevice"--an upgraded version of a Pokedex/Pokenav/Poketch put together. After a while she gave the prototype to Ringo in order to test it out.

Also occasionally, Dad took Ringo with him on certain missions he decided to undertake. It can be also noted that he was a highly skilled thief and a pretty well-experienced Pokemon trainer as well. (Ringo especially took a liking to his Umbreon and Honchkrow.) Ringo really came to like these little outings, and caught onto Dad's practices pretty well.

Over time, some Team Havoc scouts moved into the Saffron City area (they went there first, since Team Havoc started in Saffron City) and eventually started watching the Murakage family's actions. ...But quite interestingly, this particular scout had been fired from Team Rocket ages ago for being "too good to steal Pokemon", but seemed to fit Team Havoc perfectly. Anyways, the scout frequently watched Ringo and his mother with their training sessions. Lovely little Yamiko (that's his mother's name) proved to be a very talented Pokemon trainer, who obviously was trying to teach Ringo everything she knew. Then the scout made to follow Ringo everywhere else he went... and ran into a blast from the past. More precisely, it was someone who called himself Lupin, someone the scout remembered from Team Rocket and had received several harsh lectures from, someone who also happened to be Ringo's father.

The scout initially wanted to recruit Yamiko into Team Havoc, and thus told Giovanni about her. He didn't bother mentioning Lupin because he had a personal grudge against him from the Team Rocket days. But the scout also suggested giving Yamiko the chance to bring Ringo along with her. But Giovanni considered the idea of recruiting a mother and child a bit on the weak side, and so edited the letter quite a few times afterward (due to ambivalence about whether or not to recruit Ringo's father as well). When the scout found out about this editing, he seized the letter and threw it away (and was fired from the team soon afterward).

...However, the letter happened to find its way to Ringo after all--he found it on his bed one evening. It said something like this:

"Dear Kelsey Ringo Murakage and Edwin Tasselbury,
We have been keeping an eye on you for the past year. We have watched your battle/contest style and presence and decided that you are among the best of the best trainers. With that being said, the time has come. Team Havoc has no rival power on this entire planet, and in order to prove this, Team Havoc has organized a league and following tournament. You have been hand selected by Team Havoc scouts to enter the Team Havoc Fight League and test your might against Team Havoc and other trainers from around the globe.

If you wish to accept this challenge, bring 3 of your best Pokemon to the northern gate of Saffron City on Sunday, July 1st. You may also bring your son Ringo parents (NO!) to the gate. Upon arrival, present this letter to the guard and you will be granted access to Saffron City which will be shut down to host this incredible event. This letter is your ticket to almost anything in the entire city. You will receive VIP lodging including 5 star meals and accommodations. Battle rules will be explained to you upon your arrival to Club Havoc in the heart of Saffron. Looking forward to your participation. And remember, there are no nice guys. Only winners and losers.

Sincerely,
Giovanni

P.S. I am sending you here alone, so do NOT bring your parents here on any account. Just because your father was in Team Rocket doesn't mean he's allowed into Team Havoc as well.

P.S.S. I will see you in your place in the shadows."

(The bold parts were edited in at the last minute by Giovanni; the different font piece was added in by someone else.)

Additional Info: For some reason Ringo is very bad with computers--he's kind of intimidated by them. He tries to get over this "fear", but... Also, out of the three Pokemon he's bringing with him, only the Alakazam is truly his. He's actually borrowing his father's Umbreon and his mother's Mismagius, but he's worked with them before anyways. Oh, and Ringo is usually out and about at night, just as his parents were. It's just an awkward way he was raised... (Instead of the classic "working 9 to 5", he usually sleeps from 9 to 5.) Also, as far as Pokemon battles go, Ringo is probably most noted for telling his Pokemon to do things other than attacks (i.e. Alice, just sit there and gaze at the Rattata!"), but obviously more complex than that...

Short Literary Sample:
"Wait, what...?" Ringo was all of a sudden left in near darkness, and had lost track of where his father had gone.
I swear, he has a way of disappearing at times... now somehow I have to find him. ...Oh wait, I see something over there. Hey there, you can't disappear forever...

"PIIIII!" The Pichu jumped up in surprise when Ringo tapped it on the back.
O.o I can't believe I mistook a Pichu for him... Ringo thought as he pulled his hand back, just in time to avoid getting Thundershocked. A split second later, he had to jump to the side to avoid yet another Thundershock. Then he quickly got back up, and ran off into the trees. For a while he stood there with his back to a tree, watching the Pichu stomp away out of the corner of his eye. Yet at the same, he noticed a familiar shadowy figure walking towards him.

"Oi, there you are," Ringo said quietly and with relief. "Had an issue with a Pichu."
"Which obviously you handled quite well," his father replied. "Battling the Pichu instead would have been a pointless waste of time anyways."

Yes, that was short... more examples can be found in the RPG's listed in my signature as well.
Pokemon:

Umbreon
Nickname: Alice
Personality: Alice is not a very aggressive Umbreon--in battles she prefers to evade the foe's attacks (which she's excellent at doing) and attack more stealthily. She also does not like to fight during the daytime, and is a devout nocturnal Pokemon. She's generally a very finicky Pokemon, especially in the way of appearance and food preference. Also, she hates the colour red, so it's a good thing her eyes are more magenta than red. (But she can tolerate darker reds, as in the colour of Ringo's hair.) And she got her nickname from the way her fur shines in a brilliant shade of blue when sitting under a full moon.
Attacks: Trump Card, Snatch, Psychic, Faint Attack, Moonlight, Double Team

Alakazam
Nickname: Golden Fox (as Alakazam sort of looks like a fox and is gold-ish colour)
Personality: Golden Fox is a quick-thinking and loyal Alakazam, and even has a telepathic connection to Ringo. All three of these are huge plusses in a battle--Ringo hardly ever talks while Golden Fox's in battle, so nobody who can't read minds can figure out what Ringo has planned out for a battle. Often times Ringo and Golden Fox will both come up with ideas for what to do in a battle, and Golden Fox will quickly come up with a compromise and act it out. Outside of battle, Golden Fox is the one who ensures the safety and well-being of Ringo and the other Pokemon, so he's a sort of guard for the group.
Attacks: Psychic, Teleport, Calm Mind, Miracle Eye, Psycho Cut, Energy Ball

Mismagius
Nickname: Sorciere
Personality: Sorciere is a sadistic, battle-loving Mismagius who treats practically every battle like a contest battle. She likes to make a spectacle of her attacks, and even likes to modify her attacks to have a slightly different shape or effect at times. She's also very independent, and will often come up with her own ideas of what to do in a battle. It's a good thing Ringo is good at altering his own strategies...
Attacks: Shadow Ball, Psychic, Dark Pulse, Perish Song, Curse, Confuse Ray

 

[Kansas]

I have now posted my sign up for my character in the RP. I'll be controlling Reina along with all NPC's in the RP. But now, i'll be posting the accepted RPers. I will be very strict in this RP, only allowing who I perceive to be the best possible RPers for the job. please, take no offense if you do not get accepted. You may of course, try and repost your application to be more acceptable.

Armada - Denied. Your char needs a lot more work to fit this RP's requirements. You need more on your appearance, personality (both pokemon and trainer), and history. I'm looking for a great deal more detail in every aspect. I'm willing to work with you considering the adjustments to the the character. But for now, the decision remains firm.

Brad, Apocalypse Lord - Denied As usual, your character is pretty much above the strength of every other character. I wont be accepting Shiny Pokemon without reasonable background to them, and I wont be accepting 8 foot tall super humans. Your Pokemon don't even have moves they would typically learn in a normal environment which I was also being expecting from your sign-up. Rotom can't punch. Charizard can't use Energy Ball. Actually, most of the moves you have chosen aren't even clause-able through normal means. Maybe after an application re-vamp, I will consider the application. It will need a major over-haul though, with moves a Pokemon can actually learn.

No Fictional Moves.

Quasar99 - Denied To be plain and simple, your application is lacking in every field. I apologize but it just isn't enough to make it into this RP. The character description and Pokemon personalities are just too skimpy in context.

Ninetails - Accepted! thats EXACTLY what i'm looking for in RP applications! The only quirk is that i'm not going to be accepting shiny pokemon, but I'm sure that wont be a problem. Welcome to the Team Havoc Leage and Tournament.

If you do not get accepted, feel free to PM me if you changed your application to try and fit the standards. I will only be accepting

ONE RE-DO PER PERSON. SO MAKE IT COUNT.

If you do not meet the acceptable character requirements in your second character post, you will not be accepted. I expect this to be a very literate, very fair RP. So yes, you may post again but I wont even be considering the application after the second post.

 

[Trainer Kat]

I miss Taku-bear wayy too much. <3
Don't you laugh at my Gengar's name either. Gastly looks like Gantz. ._.

Name: Takuya Miyamoto
Preferred Nickname: You shorten his name, he kills you.
In-RP age: 19
Hometown/Region: Lavender Town, Kanto
Gender: Male

Appearance:
https://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g26/RenoOfDaTurks/l_a19dedbaf762920d7f19a5409d4bf357.jpg
Takuya wears his hair down. Taking care to straighten the unruly mess every day, his black locks fall across his face, styled with a drastic side part. His green eyes peek out from under the sharp fringe, always circled with black eyeliner. A natural blonde, Takuya dyes his hair carefully, making sure his roots never show. The level of primping he does rivals that of a teenage girl. His abdomen is usually hugged by a slim fitting band tee. A black stud belt holds his skinny jeans onto his small frame. On his feet are black converse, with white trim on which he occasionally colors. The only accessory he wears is a single lip ring on the left side of his face.

Personality: Takuya is not a nice person. Period. He's often stand-offish, and quick to insult. He's boastful and arrogant, though those are two of the only boyish aspects of his personality. He's much like a girl in that he gets grossed out easily. He's always seen in girl's clothing and makeup. Takuya will get offended if his name is shortened at all, and will snap at the phrase "Taku-bear", to which he is often referred by hormonal teenage girls who can't get enough of his good looks. In fact, he is rather disinterested in girls, period, especially girls who use little pathetic rat-like Pokemon, of which Snubbull is a prime example. Takuya hates Pokemon that aren't of the Ghost, Poison, or Dark types. He only uses Pokemon he thinks can cause some serious damage to other Pokemon. Takuya believes that Pokemon are only tools to achieve fame and power, and would never consider (or admit) them to be friends. He's a heavy smoker.

History: Takuya's history is fraught with what would be considered bad luck to others, but what Takuya himself seems to flaunt. He grew up in Lavender Town. Initially a nice, quiet area, Lavender Town became a place associated with death. Living relatively close to the burial grounds, Takuya familiarized himself with death, and on more than one occasion, strived to achieve it, actions for which he still bears the scars. His Gengar came to him while he was sleeping, at that point a Gastly, and ate a bit of his dreams every night. As a result, Takuya became a partial insomniac, and he can be found roaming about at night. When he turned 16, he took a job burying dead Pokemon. While most would consider it emotional or hard, Takuya enjoyed it, as he was able to be around his two favorite things as a result--ghosts and death. Soon after, he caught his first Pokemon--a Gastly who had grown strong as a result of feeding off Takuya's dreams. Because the ghost had a part of Takuya inside of him, the two are extremely close, and the Pokemon will not listen to anyone else.

Additional Information: Takuya refuses to handle Pokemon that aren't of his type specialty. He also carries rather nasty scars on the inside of his wrists, as well as two relatively minor scars on his right leg, though he won't tell anyone what caused them.

Short Literary Sample: xD It's coming from the birth of this character.

Twilight Emblaze Academy. It was an elite school, attended only by those extremely gifted in battle. Today was the day that incoming students had to prove themselves in battle. If they fell short of expectations, they would be punished with a lower rank than desired. Students from all over were gathering here for this momentous occasion. After all, it was every newcomer's dream to be accepted into the academy.

Takuya Miyamoto was one such individual. The boy had applied simply to show he was strong enough to get in--nothing more. Initially, he had no intention of actually attending the prestigious university, already arrogant to the point where he felt he needed no more training. After careful consideration, he gave in and showed up. After all, not every trainer gets the opportunity to study at Twilight Emblaze, and even fewer have the skills to graduate.

Based upon looks alone, Takuya didn't seem like someone to have any skills in battle. No, he looked like he would prefer trimming hair and fur at some backwater salon. At 5'10", he wasn't the tallest boy in the crowd. He was skinny to the point of being unhealthy. No body fat graced his body, and his bones poked out beneath his ghostly pale skin. Ebony hair fell flatly across his face, the result of hours, maybe more, of primping. Black eyeliner was smeared across his lower lids, and from his lip hung a single metal ring. His black shirt was much too tight, though the black and grey striped hoodie was a looser fit, making him look a bit less thin. His jeans however, were a different story. The dark blue denim hugged his calves and thighs, obviously pulled off the girls' clothing rack. They looked insanely uncomfortable, though the apathetic look on his face proved otherwise.

Giving the morbid-looking boy a final touch of horror was a black ball floating by his side. The ball was surrounded by a cloud of purple fog, and when seen from what appeared to be the front, was accompanied by a pair of red eyes and a fang-laden mouth. This was a Pokemon, and was the reason all of these people were gathered here.

"Well, Gastly," Takuya began in a monotone voice. "Let's go find this stupid colosseum so we can destroy these wimps..." The Pokemon gave what appeared to be a sharp nod and began floating alongside the boy.

"Oh my gawd, look!" Takuya turned his head, making eye contact with a ditzy looking blonde. The only thing worth noting about her were the long blue hair extensions that spilled down her shoulders. "He's looking!" she squealed to her friend, a tiny, shier brunette. "Oh my gawd, he's so dreamy!"

Takuya shot them a glare. Maybe if you spent as much time training as you did ogling, you would have a shot at getting a good rank. Idiots. he thought, fuming on the inside.

As he reached the entrance to the colosseum, he spotted a girl and her Vulpix sprawled out across a nearby bench. "Weak.." he mumbled, audible enough but directed at no one in particular. He took a seat near the front of the stadium, arms twined together in a vivid display of rebellion, the Gastly hovering obediently beside his head.

Pokemon--
(All are male, as Takuya refuses to use a weak female Pokemon.)

Pokemon #1: Gengar
Nickname: Gantz

Personality: Gantz's favorite past time is to scare young children. He has a slightly darker hue than most Gengar, which he uses as his advantage to blend in to the surrounding scenery. He is terribly mischievous, and has been known to stoop to thievery on occasion. He was Takuya's first Pokemon, and thus, has a special bond with Takuya that can never be broken, though you'll never hear the boy admit it.

Set Attacks: Shadow Ball, Dream Eater, Sludge Bomb, Thunder, Shadow Claw, Hypnosis.

Pokemon: Spiritomb
Nickname: Mori

Personality: Mori is a typical Spiritomb. It, like Gengar, enjoys scaring people. Spiritomb, however, has a rather bad tendency to free roam when Takuya allows it, and often results in a lot of people either put to sleep or confused.

Set Attacks: Hypnosis, Confuse Ray, Toxic, Shadow Ball, Dark Pulse, Nasty Plot

Pokemon: Houndoom
Nickname: Blade

Personality: Blade is Takuya's guard dog and reaper of sorts. It usually makes its appearance early on in the battle, demolishing as many opponents as it can before fainting. Takuya uses the Houndoom almost as a sacrifice so that Gengar can have an easier time eliminating the enemy. There have only been a few battles that Blade has seen the end of, as he usually is forced to take the fall for Gengar. He bites anyone that gets too close to Takuya.

Set Attacks: Crunch, Fire Blast, Dark Pulse, Hyper Beam, Protect, Double Team

 

[Kansas]

Trainer Kat - Wondrous as expected. Of course you are Accepted

 

[Jim]

name:tommy thumb
age: 15
preferred name: tomtom
gender: male
hometown: blackthorn sity
description: notmal but w/ red eyes and wite hair gurls luv him
personality: nice and cool except when angry he loves his pokemon
history: he was kidnapped by lugia and when he excaped found an egg with a riolu inside he beat the leagues in kanto johot and sinnoh
additional infomatin: he is scared of girls even tho they like him a lot
pokemons: lucario salamance and shiny charizard
short sample: "i'd better go heal my gortle" said the commander


What, did you think I was being serious?

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Name:
Ayukat Elizabeth Mary Tajiri IV

Preferred Name:
Aya

Age:
17

Gender:
Female

Hometown/Region:
Olivine City/ Johto.

Description:
Ayukat Elizabeth Mary Tajiri the fourth -or more commonly known as Aya- is as classy as her name sounds.

The girl hails from a hugely rich family which reflects exponentially on the way she looks. The girl has pale skin like that of a porcelain china doll although it's usually hidden beneath a thick crust of highly expensive make-up and clothing. Her eyes are like a pool of dark chocolate, perfect in every way. Aya stands at about 5"2 and weighs a tiny bit over 100 pounds. Her hair is long -waist height- , straight, thin and most importantly the perfect and extremely jet black colour is so dark that light cannot escape it's surface.

She is usually expected to dress formal for every occasion but as she is away from the great house of Taijiri she garbs herself in a black, long sleeved, shirt with monochrome (black and white), striped sleeves. She wears equally as black, slim fit, denim jeans -which are retained by her Trainer's PokéBall belt- and to finish it off she wears a pair of high heeled black boots that elevate her a couple of inches.

Personality:
When asked to define Aya in one word it's too difficult. When asked to define her in many the words that pop up the most are 'snob', 'soulless' and many profanities that are too unsuitable to be listed. She has utter contempt for people she views as unworthy, which tends to be most people in general. However as she was bought up she has utmost respect for anybody superior or at her level in the social ladder.

She's vicious and sarcastic when needs to be and is cruel to people almost all of the time, usually digging at their weak-points. Her personality is inspired by the way she was bought up. Coming from a very rich family makes her feel superior to everybody else and is partial to turn her nose up at people whenever. Aya always gets her own way, no matter what and is quick to drop names to impress people. Finally she can manipulate most people -especially boys- to do whatever she wants.

Besides 'superior' people she only shows respect and compassion for her best -and only- friends, her Pokémon.

She lost most of this attitude when she became a trainer but regained it when she returned home for a year.

History:
Aya was bought up in a very rich, snobby and safe environment due to her family's immense riches from their, top-of-the-range, Pokéball manufacturing business.

Being the only daughter of Otomayim Tajiri Jr., Aya was one day expected to take over the hugely successful family business that was founded by her Grandfather, and as such she's very valuable and led a life of solitude; her only real human contact was that of family and extremely strict tutors. Ayukat was to be the best. The only friends, or friend, that Aya had in her youth was a Snubbull. This Snubbull in particular was found by Aya herself at one of her holiday mansions as an egg left by some Pokémon that had taken occupation of the Mansion while it was vacant. She raised the egg in secret until it hatched two months later. Throughout next three years, Snubbull was kept secret inside a diamond encrusted Pokéball she had stolen from her Father's company warehouses on a visit.

At the age of ten Aya was allowed to finally -legally- own a Pokémon and leave on a journey, however her family was reluctant to let her discover into the huge outside world.

At the age of twelve she managed to escape to the streets for a while and participate in her first Pokémon battle ever. The adrenaline of the battle made her aspire to become a Pokémon trainer even more -even though she lost- and for the following few years she convinced her Father that she could only learn the responsibility needed to run a huge corporation from life experience and she was allowed to start her journey.

She didn't know she was being supervised by people hired by her Father until she had earned her first badge. She sicked Fag, her Snubbull on them and made sure she was never followed again.

By the time Aya was sixteen, she earned 7 of he Kanto badges but failed to achieve her eighth in the deadline and missed the Indigo Plateau conference. However she earned her last badge as soon as the tournament was over.

For the last year, Aya has been back at home training for next years Pokémon league tournament and has regained her snobby attitude.

Extra information:
Aya has short-sightedness (Myopia) he has a pair of corrective eye-glasses but refuses to wear them.

Sample:

Spoiler:

"Best name ever, Fen-Fe-" Roisn stopped in mid sentence as she heard the blond haired girl make sure that Fen only let Kat herself, call him by that pet name; and not wanting to be the object of Kat's affliction she kept quiet.

*​

The gang of new Trainers had finally left the confines of Pallet Town. The change was dramatical. Pallet was known for being a rural area but it was nothing compared to the countryside that was Route one. The grass was nearly ankle height and the trees were illuminated by the orange hue that was the late afternoon sky. A Pidgey and a Spearow seemed to be patrolling the perimeter around a large tree and there were a few Rattata gnawing on the tree's branches. It must have been over an hour -or longer- since the gang left Professor Oak's lab. Roisin herself was expecting a lift to Viridian, imagining the Professor charging through the woods in a huge Jeep. The thought of it made her laugh and she pressed onwards.

A few minutes later Roisin had decided to lean on the huge tree that the bird Pokémon were protecting. She felt like procrastinating her journey to Viridian city until the morning, but ring-leader Kat had plans of being at Viridian forest by nightfall, something that takes most Trainers a few days, never mind hours, Kat was slightly too optimistic and extremely challenging to say the least. Roisin continued to lean against the tree. Suddenly there was a a slight weight n her head, spread out over six different points. She reached her hand up to find out what it was. What Roisin found made her shriek so loud that every bird Pokémon in the tree darted off in different directions. She threw what ever it was on the floor in front of her.

"Oh my god, I spider... It was on my hea.!!" Roisin yelled as fast as she could, disregarding the English language. Suddenly the tiny green spider Pokémon leaped forward and unleashed a silky spiderweb from it's mouth between two small purple tusks. Roisin only just managed to dodge the web. Wait, I'm a Trainer now.

Roisin seized the PokéBall from inside her bag and threw it in the direction the the small spider Pokémon. "Totodile, Go!" she shouted. In a flash of bright white light her Pokémon emerged. Still sleeping.

"Totodile wake up!" she yelled. Totodile carried on sleeping. "Damn you!" out of anger she grabbed her Pokémon's newest toy, the rubber ball, and chucked it at the sleeping beauty. "Wake-up-now!" she shouted, luckily for her the ball hit Totodile on the head, snapping him out of his unconsciousness.

A startled Totodile yelled:"To-to?!!" as if to say 'who threw that?!!'

"Totodile, that Spinarak, it's time for my first battle!

vs

(Stolen! xP)​

"Totodile, use scratch attack!" Roisin commanded. Before she had finished talking, Totodile had already bounded into the air and was hastily descending upon Spinarak with it's claws bared. Spinarak didn't move until Totodile was extremely close. Just before the scratch made contact, Spinarak unleashed another Spider web, negating the attack.

"Totodile!" Roisin shouted as the Pokémon struggled to break free. Wait, the PokéDex may help. The brunette whipped out her PokéDex and pointed it at Spinarak. It displayed it's picture and read it's content.

"It sets a trap by spinning a web with thin but strong silk. It waits motionlessly for prey to arrive." the smooth female voice announced.

Spinarak waits for it's prey... If I can free Totodile he's close enough to make a full on collision with his attack and considering the Pokémon's frail defense it would weaken it enough for a capture...

Roisin smirked.

"Totodile, free yourself with scratch and then use scratch again on Spinarak!"

Totodile did exactly what it was told, freeing itself perfectly. The crocodile Pokémon was a competent battler. Totodile delivered the final scratch to Spinarak and the Pokémon was sent a fair distance by the powerful attack.

"PokéBall, Go!" Roisin yelled as she threw her PokéBall at Spinarak. My first capture! The PokéBall was mere inches from Spinarak when suddenly the bug Pokémon launched it's spider web attack once again leaving the thread covered PokéBall to fall in front of it. As if to rub it in the Spinarak scurried off as if nothing had happened.

Roisin sighed and groaned exhaustedly. She picked up the silky PokéBall and plodded over to Totodile; who was already gnawing on the toy ball again.

"Come on Totodile... I just hope non of the others saw that..."

Then Totodile and Roisin plodded along glumly back to the rest of the group.

Pokémon:

Species: Granbull
Gender: Female
Nickname: N/A
Personality: Granbull is the 'team leader' and a staple Pokémon on Aya's regular team of six. This Pokémon was Aya's first Pokémon and the two share a very deep bond. She is very proud and has the exact same personality as her owner, due to growing up together, which is a bad thing as she and Aya usually end up arguing because of it. Granbull has a Diamond encrusted dog collar. She has an incredibly strong bond with her owner.
Known Moves: Crunch, Rage, Shadow Ball, Thunder Bolt, Water Pulse, Ice Fang.

Species: Gligar
Gender: Male
Nickname: N/A
Personality: Previously known as 'Skar' due to the huge scar across his chest. The Gligar obtained the scar in the wild; in a battle with a Gliscor. The Pokémon refuses to evolve, no matter what and strives to become stronger than any Gliscor. It was expelled from it's pack in the wild due to aforementioned battle and found by Aya. Gligar is too overprotective of his friends and stands up for the weak. He has a strong sense of justice and is almost a brother to Aya.
Known Moves: X-Scissor, Earthquake, Psychic, Double Team, Ariel Ace, Protect.

Species: Lickilicky
Gender: Male
Nickname: Bero
Personality: Bero is an extremely gifted and powerful battler; probably the strongest on Aya's team. He's very bashful, playful and kind and will do anything to make people happy. The all-around kindhearted Pokémon is quite naive and accident prone which sometimes leads to hilarious situations. Aya could trust Bero with her life.
Known Moves: Hyper Beam, Power Whip, Defense Curl, Rollout, Gyro Ball, Supersonic.

 

[Kansas]

rofl. Jim you're too funny. I did think that was a serious application for a second... but your real application is Accepted

We have 4 RPers, i would like 5 or 6 before we begin the RP

 

[AluminumKnight]

This is the first time I've posted here in the RP forum, but that's only because I was only interested in doing a more advanced/mature RP. I'll provide a sample of my writing from a different forum, so you can be the judge.

Name: Derek Hightower (I noticed that the others have Japanese names. Would you prefer that?)
Preferred Nickname: Derek
In-RP age: 19
Hometown/Region: Cerulean City, Kanto
Gender: Male

Appearance: Derek is thinner, but no stick, weighing about 175 lbs and being 6' tall. He's in shape simply from travelling so much, but he's not buff. He has dark brown hair and green eyes that sometimes show brown around the center. He hates how straight his hair is when it grows out, so he keeps it short. He meticulously keeps his chin strap-style beard and is proud of it. His skin isn't very dark, but isn't pale either. He isn't particularly attractive, though he looks older than his age, and that works to his advantage sometimes.

Derek wears mostly simple clothes. He doesn't mind dressing up, but prefers to wear T-shirts or hooded sweatshirts along with cargo khakis or jeans. He doesn't really take his appearance too seriously, and usually just throws on the first clothes he sees in the morning. The only thing you'll never see him wearing (unless it's very cold) is a hat. His clothes really reflect his personality well.

Personality: Derek is an easygoing guy, for the most part. He doesn't worry about much. In fact, this is one of his faults; he can easily overlook and miss out on important things by simply not worrying about them. He also loses and forgets things often. However, he is smart, and has always been good in pressure situations such as tests and battles, due to him not getting nervous.

Derek doesn't just let anything go, as some who meet him think. Certain things annoy him very much, and he will get mad and let you know what he thinks, especially when it involves someone being unkind or unfair. It's hard to predict what he will do, as sometimes he'll let something go, and another time he'll adamantly resist the same thing.

When it comes to battling, Derek gets quite intense. He is friends with his pokemon, and has plenty of fun with them, but when it's battle time, they know to not mess around, and are very willing to do whatever Derek tells them.

History: Derek was brought up in a middle-class family in Cerulean City. Neither of his parents had ever been trainers, but he was drawn to pokemon immediately. He bothered the Cerulean gym leader, Misty (I'm not sure on the timeline here, there seems to be something I'm missing in the background of this RP, but I think it's some years after the initial Kanto adventure), so much that she gave him a Clamperl as his first pokemon when he was 12.

At first simply content to play with his pokemon, when he was 16 Derek started to get into battling, and developed a strong passion for it. Within a year he was able to overcome his former idol, and proceeded to breeze through the Kanto gyms, qualifying for the Kanto league and taking 4th place. Wanting to see other places, and looking for some more training, he headed to Hoenn and there became quite strong, taking 1st place in the league at 18. He has recently returned home, hoping to take on the Kanto league again, only to find a letter from Giovanni inviting him to the Havoc League.

Short Literary Sample:
The smell of smoke filled Rafael's nose. What? he thought, sitting up in bed, still half-asleep. Then, as sleep began to leave him and his mind cleared, he realized that his house was on fire. He quickly grabbed his swords and knives and his armor, and ran outside into the brisk early morning air. There, in the street stood a monster of a man, and Rafael knew who it was immediately. It was Lorch, the muscle-bound head of one of the largest local gangs.

"You've had this coming for a long time, Rafael," boomed Lorch. "You've disrespected me one too many times." Lorched lifted up his greataxe and rested it on his shoulder.
"Oh, gee, Lorch, I disrespected you?" sneered Rafael, "It's no wonder your gang is a bunch of lowlifes that only fight when they have a bunch of their friends around. They're soft, just like their leader."
"No more talking," said Lorch, "Now you die!" He charged Rafael, who bolted down the street. Lorch could not keep up, and it was a simple enough task for Rafael to duck down an alley to lose him.

Pokemon: Arbok
Nickname: Razor
Gender: Female
Personality: Even though Derek's Gorebyss was his first pokemon, Razor is the one that he is closest to. It's hard to see why, however, since Razor is nothing like Derek. Razor is a fiercely competitive pokemon, and always wants to be the best. She doesn't like it when the other members of the team do something she can't, but she adores Derek and he can always calm her down. If you ask him about why he puts up with her, he'll tell you that she really has a heart of gold, just doesn't like to show it.
Set Attacks: Poison Fang, Wrap, Crunch (is this ok? Arbok doesn't learn Crunch, but it really should...), Glare, Haze, Pursuit

Pokemon: Gorebyss
Nickname: Flow
Gender: Female
Personality: Though Derek may be closest with his Arbok, Gorebyss was his first pokemon, and that bond will always be special. Flow is a caring pokemon, but loves to battle as well, and reflects Derek's personality almost perfectly, sharing his forgetful and easygoing nature. This makes her also the opposite of Razor, which leads to some conflict within the team.
Set Attacks: Psychic, Confuse Ray, Amnesia, Surf, Refresh, Aqua Tail

Pokemon: Venomoth
Nickname: Dusty
Gender: Male
Personality: Dusty is a very excitable, sometimes even goofy, Venomoth, and is all but oblivious to the shaky relationship between Flow and Razor. Derek finds it hard to contain Dusty in a pokeball, so usually he is fluttering around Derek's head. As hyperactive as Dusty is, during battles he becomes serious out of respect for Derek, and battles just as tenaciously as any of his pokemon. Because of Dusty's good disabling moves, and the fact that he's usually outside of his ball anyway, he is almost always the first pokemon Derek uses.
Set Attacks: Silver Wind, Sleep Powder, Stun Spore, Disable, Morning Sun, Confusion

 

[Kansas]

Aluminumknight - you are accepted good signup. And no, it doesn't have to be japanese

It was brought to my attention that i accidentally deleted the first parts of the post without knowing.... I've fixed it the best I could... hopefully we'll get more sign ups as well. But.. we have 5 trainers now, so i'll be starting!

Also, be sure to check the OOC thread on the lounge!

IC:

A full moon hung over the clear sky as a slight breeze rustled the trees around. The region of Kanto around these areas had become a mere shadow of its once safe glory. Walking the paths at night was quite dangerous and trouble could lay around every turn. The scene had every aspect of a typical haunting scene. The moonlight created vivid shadows across the ground, only lighting the clearings. But over the hill, just at the end of the route, the destination could be seen. The once peaceful looking Saffron City now almost had the appearance it was on fire. The city boasted a glorious array of neon lights from the tops of all the buildings, with the sign for "Club Havoc" being seen clearly and higher than all of the other signs in the middle of the city. The guard tower looked peaceful compared to what was on the other side of its doors.

Reina approached the tower, walking slowly, grasping her shoulder strap school bag which she kept her supplies in. In her right hand, she clutched a slightly crumpled piece of paper with gold trim along the outside. It was her letter from Giovanni. Along her side, her escort for the night walked along side her with small waddle like steps. Her small companion was about knee height and carried a bone roughly the size of its body which it had taken from a Marowak in an epic battle, months prior. The Cubone walked confidently at Reina's side, twirling the bone carelessly with a happy look in its eyes. As the two neared the guard house, Reina couldn't help but notice how excited her little Cubone was to participate in the battles that lay ahead of them.

"Oh Cubert! You're so cute when you're like this!" Reina squealed to the little Cubone.

The Cubone's eyes instantly narrowed at her at being called 'cute'. He stopped swinging his bone around and clutched it tightly as they neared the door of the guard house. It held out the bone threateningly near the wall and eyed Reina.

"Oh don't you dare." Reina said sternly to the Cubone as they stood at the door.

"....Bone." The little Cubone responded sternly, still waving the bone threateningly towards the wall.

"You don't scare me, Cubert. No matter what you do, you're adorable." Reina said calmly to the Cubone.

Cubert couldn't handle being called cute or adorable. The little guy was quite proud of his strength.

"Cu....BONE!" The Cubone yelled as it smashed its club against the wall of the guard tower, crumbling a hole in the wall in which air rapidly escaped and light poured out.

Reina sighed to herself and ignored the hole, walking through the door. The guard stared at her angrily as the Cubone walked in after her, with a confident stride in his step, twirling the bone again.

"Sorry sir... It was my Cubone... I'll take care of it." She said as she slapped the VIP Letter on counter top. "I'm Reina Oosaki, i'm here for this tournament.

"Oh!" The guard said perking up and greeting her properly. "I'll have that wall repaired in no time, please don't let it concern you. Please wait over there until the other trainers arrive." He said to her as if he were apologizing for breaking the wall.

Reina looked down at her Cubone who had a cocky sense of winning the argument between the two of them. Reina reached down, snatching the bone from Cubone and held it above his head, crossing her arms. She walked over to the wall and leaned against it. Cubone followed, jumping helplessly trying to retrieve his bone from Reina.

"I'm keeping this until you learn to act right." Reina said to the little pokemon as it jumped with all its might, only gaining a small amount of altitude. Cubert eventually stopped jumping and sat against the wall. Cubert's eyes teared up slowly as it began to cry rivers of tears, reducing him to a mere shadow of the Cubone who moments ago, smashed down a cement wall.

"No matter how much you cry, Cubert! I'm not giving it back!" Reina said sternly to him as if it was a child.

She sighed to herself, ignoring the little Cubone's adorable but loud sobbing. Reina was clearly used to dealing with this scenario with Cubert. She stood, watching the door wondering what other trainers would be joining her.

 

[Ninetales1]

And no, [the name] doesn't have to be Japanese.

Of course not--if Ringo had acquired his father's last name instead of his mother's, his name would definitely not be Japanese. (But then of course, Ringo happens to be Japanese for apple. No wonder I had him encounter a Pichu in my RP sample. XD)

In the RPG I'll often be calling Ringo's parents by their names, since it's easier to use Yamiko and Lupin than "Ringo's mum" and "Ringo's dad".

THANK YOU EVKAY for starting the RPG on the night of a full moon! You just put Ringo's (or should I say Lupin's) now un-shiny Umbreon in a good mood!

And now for Ringo to approach the tower.
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Ringo was taught at an early age to befriend darkness, and what better form of darkness was there than the night? When the wonder of the night is combined with the magic of the full moon, it creates a certain energy and arousal in the world (not to mention that in the old days it was responsible for triggering the transformation of werewolves). Speaking of werewolves, a particular Mightyena walked by Ringo's side that night, around the deserted park in New Saffron City. This park was nice and dark, save the full moon--a nearby hill blocked the blinding neon lights from the main part of Saffron City.

The Mightyena wasn't the only one with Ringo that night. Ringo was also accompanied by his father and his two borrowed Pokemon. Also his father's Honchkrow flew above in a circle, as if to alert the presence of other people. Beside father and son, a Mismagius floated in the air, her orbs glowing sinisterly in the night, keeping an eye out for any wanderers from which she could take energy. Up ahead, a little Umbreon was curled up on a rock, bathed in moonlight. Her fur was tinted a dazzling blue by the moonlight, the very blue colour from which she got her name, Alice.

"Arr... Arr... Ooooo, arr..."
A growling sound faintly touched the ears of the Mightyena, who started growling softly as well.
"Yes, Sirius, what is it?" Lupin asked, as the owner of the Mightyena. He said this in a fairly exasperated fashion, as there were countless times before when Sirius acted funny during a full moon. Perhaps this was due to his tendency to stargaze and moon-gaze, which according to a very esoteric legend led dogs to a place where they eventually evolved to wolves and such.

A familiar-looking Poochyena came out from between trees. Immediately Sirius stared at the Poochyena blankly.
"Oh, is that Starlet again?" Ringo asked. Starlet was a little Poochyena who had had a crush on Sirius for a long time.
"Arf! Arf!" Starlet started barking at her Mightyena crush.

"Misss..." Sorciere, Yamiko's Mismagius, floated gracefully towards Starlet, her eyes and orbs starting to glow purple. Then, a similarly-coloured energy field formed around Starlet like a cloud. This "cloud" was being sucked away into a ball in front of Sorciere, which eventually entered Sorciere through an orb. Starlet felt dizzy and fell to the side, her tongue hanging out, possibly daydreaming (or nightdreaming, rather) about frolicking about in the meadows with such a handsome, strong, caring Mightyena as Sirius was.

After Sorciere took some of Starlet's aural energy, Alice rose from her spot in the moonlight and trotted towards the little Poochyena. Then she pawed at her, bit her gently on the neck, stepped on her for a while, and walked back to the moonlit rock she was sitting on before. Starlet whimpered and crawled back to the trees.
"Come on Alice, we really had better be moving," Lupin demanded. "The Fight Club is not likely to wait for a late entry."

It was only a few more minutes before the small group approached the wall that surrounded the main part of Saffron City. Along the wall was the guard tower through which Ringo was supposed to enter. The guard tower had a hole in the wall next to the door, probably made by a Pokemon. Anyways, the group stopped behind a tree before reaching the tower. The Honchkrow that had been circling above landed next to them, and Ringo stared at the tower and the moon for a while before facing his father. However, he had nothing to say to him at first.
"...Well, it appears I can't go any further," Lupin finally said to Ringo. "I certainly could find a way to slip past those walls and join you, but I simply won't if there's no good reason to. And remember..."
Here Lupin whispered a series of things in Ringo's ear, so that no passersby could possibly hear. At that point a stray moonbeam reflected off his glasses in a certain way, as always happened when he came up with a good plan.
"Yes, yes, brilliant plan, Dad," Ringo replied. "And I'll take good care of la Sorciere and little Alice in that wonderland over there."
"Yes, I'm sure you would."
With that, Lupin handed Ringo two Pokeballs--one was for Alice, the other for Sorciere.

Barely any more words passed before the two had to part. Ringo would have to spend quite a while now without the indigo-eyed, telepathic woman dressed in purple from which Ringo got his blood-red hair, and without the thin, wavy-haired man dressed in black who was walking away from him.

With Alice and Sorciere still by his side, Ringo opened the door to the guard house. Sorciere floated through the door after him, and Alice crept through the hole in the wall nearby. Immediately a guard stopped the boy.
"And who might you be?"
"I am Ringo Murakage, and I was invited into Team Havoc by Giovanni." Ringo then took a letter out of his pocket and handed it to the guard. The guard looked over the letter with a frown on his face, then eventually spoke.

"Ah yes, Ringo. I meant to have a few words with you once you arrived here. It seems that you have been conditionally accepted into this tournament. I just spoke with Giovanni a while ago, and he said something about 'not wanting to waste money by keeping you here'. Now that would..."

"...If money is a problem," Ringo interrupted, "I can pay for..."

"Do not interrupt me," the guard snapped. "This is a warning--if I see any misconduct or suspicious activity from you, you will be disqualified from the tournament, and be kicked out of Saffron for good. Understand?"

"...Yes, yes, I perfectly understand."
"Good. Now first let me ask you a few questions, Ringo Lupin Murakage. Where did you get your Pokemon?"
"Golden Fox, my Alakazam," Ringo answered, taking out a Pokeball, "was my first Pokemon. I got him from the Pokemon shelter my mother owns. Sorciere, my Mismagius, was the first Pokemon I ever captured on my Pokemon journey. The first town I visited was Lavender Town, you see, so I encountered her near the Pokemon Tower. And lastly, Alice, my Umbreon, was a prize I got from a little battle competition in Cerulean City. I got her as an Eevee, and over time she became Umbreon. I'm mostly about at night, you see, so that happened relatively quickly."
Ringo had rehearsed this lie countless times in his mind before coming here--he figured the guards would be wondering about his Pokemon.
"I see," the guard replied. "Second question. What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"A gym leader was what I originally had in mind," Ringo guessed. "I figured that maybe if I win this tournament, I could open a Pokemon gym just outside Saffron City. I figure it'll be an excellent source of income if nobody can beat me."
"Good, good," the guard nodded. "And lastly... how did you get that letter?"
Ringo thought a while before deciding to answer honestly.
"...I dunno, I just found it on my bed once, maybe it was mailed to me or something."
"Interesting..."

The guard was deep in thought as he walked over to a sign-in sheet on the counter to check Ringo off. Meanwhile, Ringo caught sight of a girl whose red hair was longer and brighter than his own. She was talking to a crying Cubone. Ringo merely glanced at her before looking away--he thought the girl might think oddly of him because of all the questions the guard asked him, or perhaps because he had a Mismagius.

 

[AluminumKnight]

((eh, my history doesn't exactly jive anymore since you've posted up that background; want me to redo it? For instance, Derek was beating the Kanto gyms when Havoc had already taken over...))

Saffron wasn't too far from his home in Cerulean, so Derek left his hometown a bit early in order to get there on time. The night was quiet, and there was a full moon out. As he approached the city, he started to see the neon lights on all of the buildings. The city looked completely different, and Derek shivered. He looked up at Dusty, who was fluttering excitedly around Derek's head. The Venomoth seemed to not be concerned, which helped to calm Derek down. "Or do you not even notice?" said Derek, laughing. Dusty chirped happily as if to say, "Notice what?" Derek knew that Dusty simply loved to be out and about again after a few months at home, doing only light training.

The pair approached the northern gate, which surprisingly had a hole in the wall, through which Derek could see two other kids. He immediately sized them up. There was a girl that looked about his age, and a very short boy who looked very young. The girl was talking to her Cubone, who seemed upset about something. Not much to tell from that, Derek thought. He turned his gaze to the young boy, who was speaking with the guard. The boy had kind of an effeminate look about him, and didn't look very threatening. However, he had a Mismagius and an Umbreon with him, both usually strong, even menacing, pokemon. Derek wasn't too surprised. Throughout his travels he had learned that age and size weren't everything.

Derek walked up behind the boy, Dusty following closely. The Venomoth had calmed down quite a bit, probably because of the eerieness of this whole place combined with the Ghost and Dark pokemon near him. To be honest, Derek was a little nervous as well, which didn't happen often. The boy was just finishing telling the guard about his letter, and the guard walked over to what looked like a sign up sheet and checked the boy's name off. The boy stepped to the side, glancing at the girl and her Cubone, while Derek went up to the counter. He fumbled in his back pocket for a second while the guard stared at him until he produced his letter, crumpled and a little torn. The guard looked it over and nodded. "Welcome to Saffron, Derek," he said as he went over and checked Derek's name. "If you'd wait over with the other guests for a minute, we'll get you inside." Derek went over and leaned against the wall next to the hole, with Dusty perched on top of one of the pieces of concrete. The girl seemed to be busy with her Cubone, and the boy seemed a little off-putting, so Derek decided he'd keep to himself unless someone approached him.

 

[Kansas]

ooc: Heh, no problem about the full moon, i found it more fitting. And i'm sure your history is okay, aluminum. If you remember, theres smaller gyms around Kanto as well aside from the 8 main ones. And don't forget about the ooc thread everyone :)

IC
Reina watched as a young red haired boy walked through the door with his two Pokemon. The guard seemed less than courteous to the boy, quite the opposite treatment that she had received just moments ago, even after breaking their wall. She stood studying her encounter as the sound of Cubone's crying began to dull down.

The guard walked around behind the desk, marking the boy off as another boy walked in, accompanied by a Venomoth. Reina was actually quite pleased with the assortment of pokemon she was seeing while the trainers entered. The second boy pulled his crumpled letter out of his back pocket and smacked it on the table, proving his eligibility to be there.

Reina watched the two and noticed the red head boy glance her way and immediately shift his gaze. Reina grinned slightly and called over to him.

"Hey...kid, c'mere" She called to the boy, wagging an index finger beckoning him closer to her, not worried about introductions yet, "What was that guard so uptight about?"

While waiting for an answer, she noticed Cubert had stopped crying. "here." she said low as she tossed him his bone. The Cubone excitedly jumped and caught the bone, coveting it away from Reina's sight. It looked upon the bone with large eyes, watery with tears of happiness.

"Bone! bone! bone!" It cried excitedly, slamming the bone on the ground and causing the tower to shake.

"Cubert! Enough!" Reina said sternly to the Cubone.

He immediately stopped, and shifted its body away from Reina, coveting the bone again, afraid that she would snatch his bone again.

 

[Ninetales1]

Ringo walked a litle closer to the girl who had just talked to him--the one with the previously crying Cubone. The Cubone had calmed down by then--maybe he just needed company.

"Oh, it's not much. My father was in Team Rocket long ago, you see, so I suppose the guard was a little suspicious of me. I probably won't be around much while here in Saffron--apparently I won't be staying in the same hotel and such as the rest of us. But no matter--I'm sure Alice and Sorciere (and Golden Fox) and I will figure something out."
It helps to have someone with Teleport.

As Ringo mentioned his Pokemon, he gestured to the Umbreon, who was trying to chat with the Cubone, and the Mismagius, who was watching Derek come in.

"Anyways, I'm Ringo--what's your name? You know, at least I'm glad you're excited about the tournament--or are you? No matter."

After the girl responded, Ringo glanced over to the older boy and his Venomoth. The boy seemed to be fair-minded and easygoing, just like Ringo sometimes was.

"Erm... I suppose you're excited about the tournament ahead?" Ringo asked nervously--he really was alien to starting conversations with people. Obviously a person who wanders about all night would not meet too many people to talk to.
"Obviously I'm looking forward to it," Ringo continued, "although being particularly excited is a different matter. And I can almost tell your Venomoth is excited, am I right?"
Ringo noticed the Venomoth excitedly fluttering about on his perch on the concrete.

Meanwhile, Alice was standing near Reina's Cubone, gazing at his cute, bony head. Yes, even Alice had to admit little Cubert was adorable, but she kept that comment to herself rather than mention it like Reina did. But she did say something to Cubert:
<"I hope to see that powerful Bone Club of yours in the tournament. Maybe we'll battle someday.">
Alice looked at the hole in the wall as she muttered her string of "Um Umbreon"s to the Cubone, and wondered what string of "cube cubone"'s she'd get in reply.

OOC: It's so much fun to have characters talk with each other :D
*As you might figure out, I put the Pokemon's speech in triangular brackets, so that you can understand what the Pokemon meant to say. Pokemon can communicate with each other, so I guess that's valid.

 

[Jim]

OOC: AluminumKnight's/Derek's Dusty is a Venomoth, not a Dustox. Easy mistake to make though. :D

The extremely confident and glamorous girl was not at all phased by the moonlit, sinister looking, trees or the spooky, derelict building that had apparently once been a daycare center. The girl was called Ayaukat Taijiri, or Aya for short. The dauntless girl pressed forwards towards the northern guard tower which seemed out of place compared to the chaos that lay behind it. Behind the tower lay New Saffron City. The light pollution was so horrific that the fiery orange glow could be seen from the port in Vermilion City, which Aya herself witnessed when she docked there yesterday, every building, tower, skyscraper; every structure was abundant with huge neon lights.

Having only been eleven at the time, and living in Johto, Aya herself wasn't fully aware of the history of New Saffron City, only when it happened and who was behind it. Luckily Team Havoc, unlike its predecessor, hadn't even set foot in Johto as of yet.

A powder-pink scorpion like Pokémon could be seen in the distance, heading towards Aya. The Pokémon wasn't flying, but soaring majestically towards the girl garbed in black. The Gligar had attempted, on his Trainer's request, to glide over the city so it can report back any information it gathered. After gliding from back from New-Saffron, Gligar made a swift landing on Aya's shoulder; he shook his head indicating he didn't manage to see anything. It wasn't long before Aya realized why it didn't manage to survey anything. First of all there were fling Pokémon guarding the whole city ranging from hundreds of small and weak flying types like Zubat and Dustox to large and majestic Pokémon such as Pidgeots and Fearows.

"It's okay, I wouldn't expect you to battle all them," Aya told her Pokémon, her voice was cold and smooth, yet with an undertone of forced emotion. "It wouldn't surprise me if they had a few Aerodactyl under their wings."

Within a matter of minutes, Aya and Gligar made their way to the guard tower. There was a threatening looking hole in the masonry, gray wall. Aya pushed open the door. Inside she was greeted by trainers and Pokémon of all sizes.

First of all there was an average height female with long red hair who was part of a conversation with a short boy with crimson hair and finally there was a relatively tall male with a very dark brown hair. The trainers were all with at least one of their Pokémon, at the moment she could see a Cubone, -whose bone club seemed slightly larger than the average Cubone were equipped with- a purple moth Pokémon which she recognized as a Venomoth; quite rare in Johto, and three more Pokémon: Alakazam, Mismagius and Umbreon.

Before making eye contact or talking to any of the others, Aya handed over her letter -still in pristine condition- and walked off without even looking at the man who accepted it and handed it back after checking it's authenticity .

"I guess it's only fair to show the common-folk what they're up against," the snobby girl thought to herself as she seized two Pokéballs from her belt. The first was just like a regular Pokéball, however it was an indigo colour at the top -instead of the usual red- and was encrusted with a small gem, about the size of a pea. The second was a Premier Ball, exactly the same to a regular Pokéball, except that the top of it was pure white -like the bottom- and the band around the middle was a blood-read colour. Aya threw the two Pokéballs into the air, which synchronously exploded open and released their contents in a flash of bright, white light.

The resulting Pokémon were a huge purple bulldog Pokémon, standing on two legs, it's most prominent feature being its enormous canine teeth, extruding upwards from it's lower jaws. Granbull had a diamond encrusted collar around it's muscular neck. The second was a large round Pokémon, dark pink in colour. It had white markings below it's chin and yellow markings in its' large belly. It's most distinguishable feature was it's extremely long tongue that could stretch to extremely long lengths. Granbull and Bero the Lickilicky.

"Hello everyone, my name's Aya. Remember it because I'll be walking all over you," the girl announced to the room. For once she had decided to make it sound as more of a friendly and endearing joke than the snobby tone she would usually use, however in her head she knew it to be the truth.

She contemplated approaching somebody and being friendly, but instead opted for a solitary action, she leaned against a wall and waited for other people to make the first move. This made her feel more powerful and in control. Granbull sat by her owner's leg obediently, earning a pat on the head. Gligar had managed to catapult himself up to a very high window ledge, where he lay back and gazed out of the window, whereas Bero was being it's friendly self and approached the Mismagius and struck up some sort of conversation.

"This is going to be a long evening,"

 

[AluminumKnight]

"Erm... I suppose you're excited about the tournament ahead?" The young boy had asked. Derek lifted himself from the wall, but leaving the conversation open for a split second was apparently enough.
"Obviously I'm looking forward to it," the boy, who Derek had overheard call himself Ringo, continued, "Although being particularly excited is a different matter. And I can almost tell your Dustox is excited, am I right?" Derek smiled.
"Well, I don't know about my Dustox, but my Venomoth is excited," he laughed, turning towards Dusty, who seemed to sense that he was being talked about and flew up from his perch, resuming his fluttering around Derek's head, "Aren't you, Dusty?" Derek playfully swatted at the Venomoth, who deftly avoided the swipe, chirping "Ven! Ven!"
"It's been a few months since we've had any real battling, so yeah, I'm excited. My name is Derek, by the way."

Just then another girl came into the tower with her pokemon, a Gligar, diverting the attention of Ringo and Derek. She was dressed in black, and was thin and pretty in a doll-like way. She went straight to the counter, handed the guard her letter, and promptly turned around, tossing her 2 other pokeballs. "Hello everyone, my name's Aya. Remember it because I'll be walking all over you," she declared as a Granbull and Lickilicky appeared. She went over and leaned against the wall of the waiting area opposite Ringo and Derek.

Derek turned to Ringo and raised his eyebrows, as if to ask Do you believe that?

 

[Trainer Kat]

Dear Takuya,
We have been keeping an eye on you for the past year. We have watched your battle/contest style and presence and decided that you are among the best of the best trainers. With that being said, the time has come. Team Havoc has no rival power on this entire planet, and in order to prove this, Team Havoc has organized a league and following tournament. You have been hand selected by Team Havoc scouts to enter the Team Havoc Fight League and test your might against Team Havoc and other trainers from around the globe.

If you wish to accept this challenge, bring 3 of your best Pokemon to the northern gate of Saffron City on Sunday, July 1st. You will rendezvous at the north gate of the town. Upon arrival, present this letter to the guard and you will be granted access to Saffron City which will be shut down to host this incredible event. This letter is your ticket to almost anything in the entire city. You will receive VIP lodging including 5 star meals and accommodations in the Grand Havoc Hotel complete with training and recreation facilities. Battle rules will be explained to you upon your arrival to Club Havoc in the heart of Saffron. Looking forward to your participation. And remember, there are no nice guys. Only winners and losers.

Sincerely,
Giovanni​

"Hmph. What a waste of time. Everyone knows I'm the best, anyway." Green eyes smothered in eyeliner peered up from the white slip of paper clutched in a pale white hand. Well, one green eye, at least. The other was hidden behind a clump of ebony hair that matched the fingernail polish slapped skillfully onto the figure's nails. Takuya Miyamoto. Age nineteen.

Takuya wasn't particularly tall. At 5'10", he was at least taller than most girls, though often the shortest male in any given room. Not like it mattered to him, anyway. He was every female's worst nightmare. In fact, he detested girls. So much so that he refused to raise any female Pokemon (and if by chance he caught one, it was promptly sold on the black market).

He was lovely though, no matter how you looked at it. Every female's dream on the outside. Almost like a candy-coated chocolate--pretty on the outside, but an ugly black on the inside. His shaggy jet-black hair was parted drastically to the side. He wore too much eyeliner for a boy, and he always looked bored or disinterested. A tight black band tee always went on under his grey-and-black striped hoodie, also a tight fit. He was abnormally skinny, and bones could be seen through his skin. His fingernails were painted a deep black. Tight, form fitting jeans adorned his lower half, held up by a stud belt, though they still fell lower than his hips. The icing on the cake was a single lip ring on the left side of his face.

The boy was from Lavender Town, home to the most frightening Ghost Pokemon. He grew up around death, and buried Pokemon for a living. Some said he was possessed, others claimed to see Ghosts around him. Some even claimed that Takuya himself was a ghost. He was always one of the eeriest people.

He stood outside Club Havoc. Neon lights surrounded the building. It was much too happy for his taste. Time to have a little fun. Slipping the letter into his jeans pocket, he stepped up to the guard.

"Letter?" The guard demanded.

"Letter?" Takuya repeated, a confused look washing over his face. Secretly, he reached to his belt, removing a Pokeball. He gently pressed the button in the center, releasing a fat, spiky purple ghost. It was undeniably a Gengar. "Do your stuff, Gantz," he whispered.

The guard was quickly getting frustrated with Takuya's antics. Too frustrated. As he dealt with the emo boy, Gantz passed through the wall with ease, opening the door to the other side.

"Hmm...you might want to get that hole in the wall fixed." He chuckled. "This building is crap!" As the guard turned his head, Takuya snuck in through the door. Inside was a bustling mass of trainers and Pokemon alike. As he walked in, he noticed a girl leaning against the wall, a Granbull at her feet. He couldn't help what came next. First, a snort, followed by a full-blown laugh. Then full-blown hysterics.

"You..what..." He could barely release the words through his laughter. "What the hell is that thing?!" He laughed at the Granbull. As he poked fun at the pink bulldog, Gengar began to join in.

 

[Degenerate]

Name
Don Pearleon

Nickname
Don The Don Pearleon

Age
17

Gender
Male

Hometown/Region
Vermilion City

Appearance

Don Pearleon never leaves the mansion looking anything short of extravagant. The fair-skinned teenager sports a black bandanna around his brow, tied up tightly at the back. Russet bangs hang over the decorative handkerchief, sharp tips hovering above deep brown eyes. His face is clear of blemishes and possesses a natural smooth and soft tone, one that would appear more appropriate for a girl. Despite his mature age, Don Pearleon has never once had to shave. Don Pearleon is of a slim build, technically a little on the underweight side. But for every ounce of muscle he lacks, he compensates for, with an ounce of jewellery.

Don Pearleon rocks bling-bling on just about every human body part possible, from the diamond-encrusted jewels sparkling on his earlobes, to the iced-out ring on his left pinkie. Suspended on the thick chain around his neck, a round gigantic pendant, decorated with expensive crystals and gemstones, hovers above his chest. A high-class bracelet adorns his right wrist, while his left is occupied by an extremely pricey gold watch, boasting enough value to feed an entire small nation. Even his teeth get a taste of the glittering action, as Don Pearleon has fitted glistening grills upon his pearly whites. Don Pearleon will never be caught dead wearing anything worth less than a thousand dollars (not even at his funeral, as he has arranged to be buried in a Cadillac). While his unadorned t-shirts and baggy jeans may appear simple, they are in actuality very expensive, as are his designer shoes.

Don Pearleon is a walking, talking, gleaming incarnation of Fort Knox.

Personality

To call Don Pearleon a materialistic person, would be the understatement of the millennium. Don Pearleon takes great pride in all his possessions, particularly his jewellery collection. At the same time, he does not view himself as a spoiled person. Practically everything he has, he had to work for, and as such, he feels he has the right to be proud over. Perhaps, the only rival to his love for his jewellery would be the love for himself, Don Pearleon. To highlight this point further, Don Pearleon often refers to himself in the third person. However, Don Pearleon does not look down at the people who do not have what he has. Instead, he encourages them to 'get their hustle on' if they want to make anything of themselves. On a few occasions, Don Pearleon has also been seen to donate a portion of his massive earnings to charity. In addition to that, Don Pearleon always carries a pen around with him, in the event one of his fans recognizes him and requests for an autograph. He refers to it as 'giving tha love back to my peoples'.

Don Pearleon is an undeniable hip-hop enthusiast and self-made rapper/billionaire. He has quoted on many occasion that hip-hop is his life. His love for the art extends further than just his multi-platinum record sales, for not only does Don Pearleon rhyme on his own records, but also every time he opens his mouth. Although his rhymes are often labelled corny and nonsensical, Don Pearleon promises he will never stop. Don Pearleon holds a lot of respect for people who know how to make buckets of money in a relatively short amount of time (much like him). Another quick method to gain Don Pearleon's respect is to either defeat him in a pokémon battle or prove to him that you have skills.

History

Don Pearleon was the lovechild a broken, homeless couple. Despite the fact that they had little means to raise him in a proper environment, his birth sprung a sense of hope in both of their hearts. Very early on, his parents knew he was a special baby, and the very first words he uttered further confirmed their belief:

'Mama, mama, I like silk​

Mama, mama, give me milk'​

At the time, no one made much of it. Sure, it was a little out of the ordinary, but they never considered Don Pearleon 'ordinary' in the first place. Later, they would learn that that was not the only time the boy would ever speak in rhyme, for every thing else that Don Pearleon said was in rhyme, whether he meant it to be, or not. It was almost like a curse.

Shuffling this minor detail aside, his parents introduced him to pokémon when he was six. They were a poor family and earned a great deal of their money through illegal pokémon fighting networks on the streets. They thought best to teach their son how to become a powerful trainer so that in the event that they died prematurely or could not be there for him any more, he would have a means for making money and taking care of himself. Mentored by his parents, Don Pearleon spent six years mastering the art of training. He had engaged in hundreds of illegal pokémon battles by the time he reached the age of twelve.

As he grew older, Don Pearleon came to realise that the type of life his family lived was not an honest one. His conscious got the better of him and soon he decided to leave the criminal pokémon world, perhaps troubled the most by how the trainers treated their pokémon. His parents told him they would have quit long time ago too, had they had any other means to make money; they asked him how he planned to make a living.

The answer came in the form a flyer Don Pearleon fatefully stumbled upon, depicting a rap artist wearing a lot of jewellery and obviously suggesting a luxurious lifestyle, but more importantly, an honest one. He yearned for that type of lifestyle. Don Pearleon asked himself why it would be impossible; after all, he had the natural talent to rhyme (literally since birth). All he needed to do was find someone who could see his potential and get him a record deal. Sure enough, Don Pearleon's persistence paid off. His first album sold over ten million records, making him an instant millionaire, and still only at thirteen!

He bought his parents a mansion in Saffron City, where the three of them lived like royalty. Despite his major success, Don Pearleon retained the childhood passion of training that his parents installed in him at an early age. He continued to improve himself as a pokémon trainer, all the whilst juggling his skyrocketing musical career. Four years and eight albums later, Don Pearleon was a household name and listed as one of the richest people in the Kanto Region, owning at least one mansion in every city. He relocated to Vermilion City, hoping for a quieter lifestyle.

One day, Don Pearleon would discover that his Saffron City mansion, as well as the rest of the town, had been seized by some criminal organization. It would not be long until Don Pearleon received a letter in the mail:

"Dear Don Pearleon,
We have been keeping an eye on you for the past year –"

Don Pearleon immediately shrugged it offas just another stalker obsessed with his celebrity status. But then something within him urged him to continue reading. As he did, he discovered that this was no typical stalker. Someone out there was willing to throw an entire tournament and invite him just so they could meet him in person. What enticed him the most however, was the mention of other trainers, supposedly 'the best of the best' that would also be there. Don Pearleon figured he had nothing to lose. His career was booming and he was interested to meet these other hyped trainers, not to mention his curiosity concerning his seized property in Saffron City had not died down.

Within seconds, Don Pearleon had packed all his necessities and favourite pokémon. He set off for Saffron City as soon as possible.

Additional Information

Don Pearleon can break dance.
Don Pearleon always speaks in rhyme.

Pokémon

Jigglypuff
Nickname: Big Jig
Personality: This is one Jigglypuff with attitude! He wears a small bandana around his head and a custom made expensive watch on his little hand. Similar to another famous pokémon of the same type, Big Jig always carries a microphone with him. Rather than singing however, he raps into his microphone, often enticing his opponents into bouts of slumber.
Set Attacks: Sing, Double Slap, Rain Dance, Mimic, Ice Punch, Secret Power

Blastoise
Nickname: Brudda
Personality: Don Pearleon raised this pokémon since it was a little Squirtle. Brudda enjoys helping his trainer in anyway possible, whenever he can. This Blastoise is very protective of Don Pearleon and seen by most to be a pokémon version of a bodyguard. He has a stern forefront which he only lets down in the presence of Don Pearleon.
Set Attacks: Skull Bash, Hydro Pump, Surf, Protect, Iron Tail, Aqua Jet

Persian
Nickname: Geniveva
Personality: Geniveva is a cunning Persian boasting a fondness for jewellery and material things. Of all Don Pearleon's pokémon, she has a personality that resembles Don Pearleon's the most. For this reason, Don Pearleon loves to keep her close. She's always his first choice for a travelling partner.
Set Attacks: Pay Day, Fury Swipes, Double Team, Aerial Slice, Hyper Beam, Attract

The post below is to serve as my short literally sample too.

~ IC Post ~
​

Loud music could be heard in the distance, growing more noticeable in volume as the stylish limousine pulled up at The Fight Club's watchtower. The guard stationed raised his eyebrow at the latest arrival.

The music stopped in accordance to the car's engine. The passenger seat opened and an extremely buff man, clad in a black suit and dark shades, stepped out of the vehicle. Abiding by a silent disposition, he made his way to the rear of the limousine, holding the door open for the celebrity within.

Don Pearleon stepped out of the vehicle at his own pace. He surveyed his surroundings behind flashy sunglasses, not impressed at all by the crummy building before him or the huge chunk of the wall missing. He furrowed his brow at the lack of a red carpet set up for his arrival. There was no excuse for it, he decided, as they were well informed that he had been invited. The neon lights were a nice touch though, as the colourful rays reflected brilliantly off his jewellery. The bodyguard appeared by the young master's side, always available to meet his every request.

"Would you like me to escort you to the tower, sir?"

Don Pearleon saw no point in that. There was a whole city stretched out after the entrance to that tower. It was not reasonable to expect his security to hold his hand throughout the whole journey. Besides, he had his pokémon for that. He waved a hand at the guard, as if to dismiss him of his services.

"Nah. Aint gon' be no need for that, Bob.​

Ya'll can leave now, ya'll done yo' job."

​

Bob nodded promptly. He pressed the young master for anything else he may need help with, and after receiving a negative answer, he re-entered the limousine and informed the driver of their dismissal. The pair wasted no time in driving away from the shanty looking area. Don Pearleon smirked, although he could not blame them; it did not appear to be the friendliest of neighborhoods. He fished a pokéball out of his pocket and released a massive Blastoise. The turtle pokémon nodded at the young master before assuming a protective position behind him. Brudda needed no instructions on his purpose to protect Don Pearleon.

The celebrity, and his designated pokémon bodyguard, made their way to the tower at a casual pace. Don Pearleon did not care if he was late. There was no way he was rushing for anyone, especially those who could not have been bothered to bring out a red carpet. The guard's eyes sprung open, larger than ostrich eggs, as he recognized the celebrity in his midst. His entire all-business demeanor fell away almost immediately.

"Whoa! Wow! The one and only Don Pearleon! Don The Don Pearleon! Wow, they said they'd invited you but I didn't think you would actually show up! My kid's a huge fan, man and . . ."

Don Pearleon nodded through the man's praises as if he was deeply interested. Several minutes later . . .

". . . that was a smash hit! You killed it with that last verse, man. Anyway, as much as I'd like to prove how big of a fan I am, I'm kind of on the job right now. I'm going to need your letter as proof, you know, for security purposes."

Don Pearleon searched every pocket on his body but found no letter hidden in any of them. He slapped his forehead, realising he had left the confirmation letter in the limo.

"Talk about acting like a blonde bimbo,​

Don Pearleon left his letter back in the limo."

​

"You know what? Don't even worry about it!" The guard winked. He pulled up his sleeve, exposing his right forearm. "Just give me an autograph! Sign right here, and everything will be taken care of."

Don Pearleon shrugged. He went along with the solution. The guard squealed in delight, which was rather worrisome for a man of his stature and profession. Nonetheless, Don Pearleon had long gotten used to the uncanny reactions he evoked in his fans. The bouncer informed him that they had arranged a VIP pad at the highest floor especially for him. After more minutes of praising and butt kissing (Brudda even had to step in to prevent the guard from trying to touch the young master), Don Pearleon finally made his way into the building.

Inside, there was a large assortment of trainers and their accompanying pokémon. Don Pearleon immediately considered them his competition. He rested his shades on his forehead, counting the seconds until someone recognized who he was. Brudda, his trusty Blastoise bodyguard, kept sight over his shoulder of any suspicious activity.

(OOC: Phew...)

 

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