The New League: OOC

[Koroc]

I want to say my egg is Snorunt. ANd Typhlosion is very awesome with Thunderpunch. I was sad when they took thunderpunch away in diamond and pearl so I could not teach my Typhlosion it.

 

[Legendarian Mistress]

I hereby reserve the female Meowth, please. Thanks in advance.

 

[Wolfwhispers]

Hey! Noticed that one spot is open for that Meowth! Do you want me to post an SU here or am I mistaken...?

 

[Legendarian Mistress]

Wolfwhispers, I've already reserved the Meowth.

 

[Wolfwhispers]

Aw I didn't. I had written this on page one. o.0() Nevertheless I'll still add this SU. Sorry if I seem like a jerk, but as you reserved it first I'm sure the rp master will look to you first, but I would like to try and join. Again sorry but here it is.

Name: Shaun Tess
Gender: Male
Age: 17

Appearance: Shaun is of 5ft 6in height, just barely over the height of girls. However this doesn't bother him since he know that he has plenty of time to grow. Seventeen is such a young age, after all. Shaun has messy black hair that can never seem to be straightened, often getting him into trouble at scholl for have a 'messy attire'. The clothing Shaun wears is usually the same everyday. He wears blue jeans whose color has faded away from years of misuse, with the occasional rip or hole in them. Shaun also wears a black shirt. It is plain with no symbol, words or anything. He doesn't see the point in wearing in exaggerated clothing with pictures that just pop out at you. He wears what he likes and what he likes are comfortable clothes.

When forced into nice or fancy situations, he'll trade his ripped jeans for a nice pair of black jeans or dress pants, followed by a white, button up long sleeved shirt. He'll have the color flattened, and although he'll feel a bit old fashioned, he always felt a bit powerful because he always felt he just looked so stinkin' good in it. He is quite aware that he has a large ego, but believes that he has more bite than bark

Personality: Shaun is incredibly competive, though he doesn't always win what he does. It infuriates him, and he'll sulk for a few days before getting over it and working hard again, trying to win the next competition. While Shaun doesn't run around laughing with friends and having a good time, he's really quick to anger and this has led him to many fights and mistakes in the past. Too bad for him, Shaun takes offense to things really easily. Even if its constructive critism, Shaun believes that that person is just talking down on him.

Shaun also gets angry with his parents really easily, especially because they don't approve of him going off to train. However, despite his short temper, Shaun knows of the dire consequences if he shouts at his parents, and thankfully holds his tongue. Because of his patience and holding of the tongue, he was finally allowed to go on his journey with acceptance from his family. Not that it mattered, because all he would have had to do was wait a single year until he was of legal age and simply run away, but Shaun see's this as a bonus. A place to return to...maybe.

History: As said earlier, Shaun is an incredibly competitive person, and what better way to play with his strenghts than go with the most competitive thing of all? Pokemon battling is something Shaun has loved for most of his life, ever since he was young enough to understand. He would constantly watch the town trainers battle, the league champions on television, and even the occasional wild battle wild pokemon have. Shaun's own brother was a pokemon trainer, again to their parent's disapproval. His brother was an amazing battler, going all over the regions, though having never won as champion. The closest he had ever gotten was fifth in the Kanto region.

When Shaun heard the Professor was giving out pokemon, he thanked Mew that he was old enough to go on a pokemon journey and immediately signed up, hoping to start off with a strong pokemon. Shaun knows he'll train hard, but he also knows that he won't capture any weak pokemon. His team will be strong, not filled with the many Caterpie's, Pidgey's, ect. that most beginning trainer's have. His pokemon will be strong, and he will do anything to get to the top.

Starter: Meowth

Sample:

Spoiler:

Jen took a deep breath, taking in the amazing scent of fresh air and sea water as she gazed out at the approaching island. Her hair flailed behind like a cape as the air bashed against her face coolly, but as it was a warm day it felt refreshing. Lips tugging into a smile, Jen felt her excitement begin to almost make her giddy. Her stomach fluttered like the beating of drums at the thought of her next gym battle.

Her journey had been particularly hard, but it was well worth it. After all, what amazing journey didn't have its flaws? If it had been perfect it wouldn't even be worth it! Heck, even her odd ball pokemon agreed with her, though at times she was sure that they might have said differently in the past.

Oddish, her very first pokemon, was a Gloom, and unfortunately the laziest of all her pokemon. It was distressing, honestly. Your starter pokemon was supposed to be your secret weapon that would burst forth from its pokeball with a wild cry and amazing battle stance, but Gloom preferring to yawn, sunbath and, if need be, use its stench to get rid of its opponents. Fortunately, Gloom would battle if absolutely neccesary, but getting it to this level and evolution was a miracle all in its own.

"Gloo..." the stink mushroom pokemon said lazily by Jen's side as he sunbathed on the deck.

To his side, Jen's little psychic psycho gave a disdainful sniff. Drowzee, the meanist b*tchist of them all, stood in a slouch. She always had something to complain about or sulk about. In battle, she used her built up irritation to beat the crap out of her opponents. It was effective, but quite worrisome.

"Bo cu!" Cubone, Jen's little grave robber, exclaimed happily as he pointed at the fast approaching island.

Unlike most Cubone, who were usually dull, sulky and depressed, this one was always curious and excited, but did have a bit of an ego. Cubone believed he could take on anyone, especially since he took very good care of his bone. Most rib bones that Cubone use were blunt, but Jen's would sharpen the edge, making it a very dangerous weapon.

"I can see it too!" Jen said happily, squinting her eyes to see the red building of the pokemon center. Again her stomach beat with excitement. "Gym battle, here we come!"

"Kaanss," the last member of Jen's team hissed in agreement. Ekans, the poisonious snake, flicked his tongue out eagerly. Like Drowzee, Ekans enjoyed to battle, but Ekans was a bit more merciless in battle. It had been a hard time explaining to a young boy that her Ekans really wasn't going to eat his Pidgey.

The large cruise ship finally pulled up to the dock and Jen made a mad dash to exit the ship. Her pokemon, aside from Drowzee and Gloom, followed just as quickly. So yes, only half of her team were eager for a battle, but that was ok!

"Hello, and welcome to the pokemon center," came the well known voice of Nurse Joy.

"Hello," Jen greeted back warmly. "I was wondering, would you be able to tell me the way to the pokemon gym?"

Jen felt her stomach drop as Nurse Joy frowned. "I'm sorry," the pink haired nurse said, looking displeased. "But the gym has been located. It's inside the volcano now." By the pursing of her lips, Jen could tell the kind hearted woman was not pleased with this new location. "Its a short path, known as the Volcanic Path, but it can be dangerous as there are many wild pokemon."

"Don't worry," Jen said with a large grin. Finally, some action! "We can handle it." Behind her her pokemon made sounds of agreement.

Not entirely satisified, Joy reluctantly told Jen the way to the path. Bidding the Nurse goodbye and a wave of thanks, Jen and her pokemon found themselves at the foot of a path with a large volcano in front of them. It was a bit daunting, seeing such a large piece of nature that held such power over them. Still, it only urged them on, and with an insanely excited grin and sparkly eyes, Jen strode forward.

 

[{Swan}]

Kyuu-Chan I give you 24 hours from now to get your sign-up in this thread okay?

If she doesn't make it, or for some reason she might be rejected, then you get the spot Wolfwhispers.

I am glad that people are taking interest ^^

 

[Broadway]

Luster will forget Tackle! I don't think I've used it since Quick Attack was available, haha.

 

[Underoos]

Lmao, our eggs are hatching Luigi-a XD And sheesh Broadway, you're on a roll O_O

 

[Broadway]

Heh, well, I was one post behind, so on a roll to catch up!! The second post I wanna make is still somewhere over the horizon. :P

 

[Legendarian Mistress]

MY SIGN UP FORM

Full Name: Josephine Rosalea Harris

Age: 14

Birthday: 6/10/1998

Gender: Female.

Appearance: Her hair resembles autumn leaves – bright red and sort of glossy. It is fairly long. Josephine's hair is cut very little at the back, to above her ears and the fringe is short. She is often seen with her hair in the classic pony-tail style. Her eye colour is hazel and her height is five foot eleven inches. She weighs 85 kilograms (or 187 lbs). Josephine could be described as slightly overweight, but not unfit.

Josephine normally wears her sky-blue miniskirt, with her bright red sleeveless top. She also has multitudes of other sleeveless tops, as well as three-quarter pants in her wardrobe. In addition to this, she wears either her grey, red or purple socks. For this RP, however, the socks she wears will be her grey ones. Her boots are brown.

To protect her eyes from the sun, Josephine wears a pair of black sunglasses.

Personality: Josephine is not a no-nonsense person; though kind and caring, she can be impatient and hyper, too. Due to events that have happened in her life, she is also a bitter cynic, and her sarcastic side shows.

Despite all of that, Josephine has the attribute of leadership. Her caring side reveals itself at that moment, and she is more of a leader than a follower. When she puts forward an idea, it is agreed upon after some consideration from others.

In her spare time, Josephine focuses on writing a book. To her, writing is the only thing worth living for. Not the romance genre, of course… She has many opinions about the horror and thriller genres, some of which one would not want to know about. No, Josephine's appreciation stems from the science fiction and fantasy genres, and will not stop until she finishes. Adding to the problem is Josephine's considerable writing skill; her ability to actually pull others into her expressive writing attracts humans and Pokémon alike.

History: Josephine was born in Pallet Town. She first came into contact with writing during an encounter with her older sister in their garden, who wrote so beautifully that a couple of the local male trainers were entranced after she'd told them.

Josephine's sister, Tara, died in a car crash when Josephine was nine. With her father, Charles, a paraplegic and bound to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, it was up to Fiona, her mother, to rake in the money. Her older brother had defected from the life of a trainer, so Fiona and Charles disowned him. Her younger, nearly ten-year-old sister, Natalie, and herself were the only Harris children left.

Josephine began her journey at the age of fourteen, four years after she was supposed to, in the region of Sinnoh.

RP Sample:

Spoiler:

RP sample:
Paul's POV

While Rachel, Katie and I had gotten up before first light the next day, and despite the fact that Rachel and Katie had left immediately, I chose to remain behind for some reason. It was almost as if I wanted to keep an eye on Josephine while, at the same time, being one step ahead of her. I turned and looked at the two red and white orbs on the bedside table and thought of how valiantly Scarlei and Brute had fought against Brock, the Rock type Gym Leader of Pewter City, two days ago.

Both of my partners were nearing evolution, I was sure of that. But what I wasn't sure of was how long it would take them and where the miracle would happen. I imagined Josephine asking me "Where did you come up with the name Scarlei?" the next time she saw me. Fortunately, I had had enough foresight to come up with a reasonable excuse. The fact that I had a knack for nicknames, even though I didn't normally do it, surprised me slightly.

I also knew I couldn't stay in Pewter forever, as Rachel and Katie now had the lead badge wise. I was aware that Rachel was a born and bred Pewterian, so it naturally made sense for her to know her way around the city and the surrounding area. I attached my partners' spheres to my belt, scrutinized my backpack, and then hefted it onto my back, before leaving the Centre for good.

Just as I was leaving the place of healing, I saw Josephine having breakfast out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't be bothered going over there and saying hello to her; I just wanted to be gone from this boring old city of grey rock. I wondered how she was going to train four Pokémon but, by the time I was halfway through that thought, I'd already exited the Pokémon Centre and was headed towards Route 3.

Whilst doing so, I slowed my mind and remembered back to my successful victory over Brock.


At first, I'd had to watch some noob challenge the Rock type Gym Leader. But, fortunately for me, the battle was over quite quickly.

"Rattata, Tackle it!" A boy cried frantically at his Pokémon.

The sight of the small purple rat facing off against the giant mountainous snake of stone which was Brock Stone's Onix would have been almost comical if I did not know the dangers of the Rock Snake Pokémon.

The arena itself was made of a huge slab of slate, common to all of Pewter City. Topsoil hid the rock formation the city was built on; however, instead of constructing a battlefield, the local Gym Leader had chosen to dig up the ground, exposing the stone below and giving his exclusively Rock Pokémon an edge in battle.

"An unwise strategy." A teen, standing on the opposite side of the arena to the boy with the Rattata, advised. An orange long-sleeved jumper, which covered his trademark brown shirt, and russet-coloured trousers were his outfit. The teenager's perpetual squint hid the dark eyes that matched his spiky brown hair. With the crowd filling the once empty stands above at his back, Brock raised a muscular arm and smiled. "Onix, Harden!"

While the tiny lavender-coloured rodent charged valiantly towards its enemy, Brock's Onix remained still, conserving his energy. Although I was too far away to see the effects of Onix hardening his already stone skin, I could imagine the rock contracting, closing any imperfections on the outside of his body to leave nothing but smooth pewter in its wake.

Rattata hit Onix's side and rebounded off, leaving not even the tiniest of scratches on the Rock Snake's flank. As it darted to its feet, Onix bent low to look into the rat's eyes, then whipped his tail around and into the purple rodent. The fifty spectators in the stands met the attack with awe. Rattata's trainer, on the field below the masses – a little boy not even ten-years-old – could only sniff away his tears as his Pokémon hit the wall of the ring and slumped to the floor.

Brock withdrew Onix and consoled his opponent privately, before escorting him off the field and returning to his post across the arena. I began my mission; I had no intention of competing in the Indigo League, instead only wanting the badges to increase the strength of my Pokémon. The hushed murmur that had begun the moment Rattata was defeated died down when Brock raised his hand in a command for silence. I left the stands behind me as I made my way down to the arena.

"You have seen my power!" Brock shouted to the crowd arranged around the pit the arena was situated in. "Are there any among you who would dare challenge it?"

For a time, nobody spoke and Brock sat cross-legged at his post. Serena suspected that I had seen the ten metre long stone Onix and decided I could benefit with some training before facing her cousin.

But it was not to be.

My shadow fell on the arena from the large rock cut entrance across from the Gym Leader. Serena suddenly realized that, in her heart, she had been hoping I wouldn't face Brock, because she felt that I was too inexperienced to be capable of defeating him. To her dismay, she saw me casting the shadow, Scarlei and Brute at my side. I marched into the stadium and took up my position where a challenger should.

"You are young." Brock spoke, his deep voice echoing throughout the Gym. "What is your name?"

"I am Paul Johnson from Pallet Town."

His tone was suddenly very cold. "Is this your first Gym challenge, Paul?"

I frowned, but dared not speak against the Gym Leader. "Yes."

"Then there will be plenty of time to talk if you can best my Pokémon."

His tone indicated he seriously doubted that I stood a chance at beating the Pokémon inside the two spheres he threw to the ground. Once more, the crowd was hushed and waited expectedly for Brock's other aces, which could only be two Rock types.

The first of these Pokémon to exit was a rhinoceros-like creature which slammed into the ground upon emerging. His skin was layers upon layers of slate-coloured rock with a single horn jutting from the tip of his nose. This creature was a Rhyhorn, a predictable choice of Pokémon. His red eyes tried to stare into mine; however, I appeared to be more steadfast since he turned his eyes before I hardly blinked. Brute could handle him, I deduced.

The second Pokémon was a bit of a surprise for a person who was foolish enough to bring a Water Pokémon in the hopes of defeating me. It was a Kabuto, a Rock and Water type. His entire body consisted of a thick brown shell as well as yellow legs that pierced through the darkness of his body. The only other thing that could be seen from the inside of the shell was that he too had red eyes, circular ones that glowed when he turned his body. He was a distinctive shock for any other person; but not I. Grass will hurt him not only once but twice.

"As you can see, this is a double battle. You've seen mine..."

"And you will see mine," I answered.

"Now show me how strong you are, trainer Paul."

I yanked the two Poké Balls containing my Pokémon of choice from my belt. I stared at them; they haven't failed me to this point so they wouldn't now. I tossed them vigorously to the floor allowing the two Pokémon shoot from the white light to the ground. Scarlei and Brute was my choices and they were my key to victory. I calmed myself down. If I got too overconfident I would lose – no, I would be defeated utterly. However, that wasn't going to happen. I am Paul, and I am the best there is.

"Let the battle begin!" Brock shouted.

"Double Kick the Rhyhorn, Brute. Handle the Kabuto with an Absorb." The words just came out of my mouth. Both were super effective on their respective opponents.

"A little hasty there don't you think, Paul?"

Without any notice, Brock's Pokémon suddenly dashed out of the way of their opponents and counter attacked with a Horn Attack and Scratch from the Rhyhorn and Kabuto respectively.

Scarlei seemed to take the Scratch well, while Brute took the attack with too much damage from my haste. The Rhyhorn had achieved first blood; as seen by the red liquid on Brute's stomach. This wasn't the situation that I wanted to be in.

"You have to slow down... in your battling, Paul," Brock gave some advice.

"Don't lecture me." I couldn't help myself.

<What the HELL, Paul?> Brute spoke, already frustrated.

"Concentrate, Brute. The battle just started," I reconciled.

<Though it was obviously a miscalculation on your part...> Scarlei chastised me. He was the only one who could do that without retaliation.

"Focus on the battle both of you."

"Horn Attack again, Rhyhorn. Scratch Kabuto."

<Is he foolish enough...> Scarlei started.

<To think we will fall for the same damn trick twice,> Brute finished.

"You know what to do." I stated – they knew what I meant, it went without saying.

The Rhyhorn dashed towards Brute, while the Kabuto suddenly leaped towards Scarlei. Both of them dodged the attack effortlessly at the last moment. Brute attacked back with a flurry of Pecks as he jumped over his opponent while Scarlei stunned his enemy with yellow spores from the vines on the top of his head. Brock appeared thunder-shocked – it was a good indication that he, too, had underestimated me, if even only slightly.

"Don't look too confident," Brock mentioned.

"Because I'm in the driver's seat, I'll keep driving. Crush them. Double Kick and Absorb."
Brute effortlessly executed his attack, aiming two powerful Double Kicks to the Rhyhorn's body. In terms of defence, the Rhyhorn could best Brute. However, in speed, it was obviously lacking. I planned to milk that of all that it was worth to take this rhinoceros down – piece by piece.

Scarlei, despite the Kabuto's paralysis, missed the double super effective hit with Absorb. It was pathetic really, how the Kabuto would do anything not to take a blow from the Grass type move. However, the paralysis was a factor on how much he was squirming right now. I wasn't too worried about that outcome.

"You're getting comfortable. Don't," Brock continued.

"You're between a rock and a hard place, if you can pardon the cliché." Matter of fact, I was getting pretty comfortable.

"Confidence... I enjoy that. Let me tone you down a bit." Brock shook his head. "Stomp, Rhyhorn. Spin off the Stun Spore with a Rapid Spin, Kabuto!"

Rhyhorn's massive leg slammed into the ground sending the much smaller attacker flying to the other side of the gym. Kabuto began spinning his body in such a rapid pace that the spores that stuck to his body dissipated leaving him limber once more.

"Scratch it." Brock said blankly.

Before I could give a proper direction towards Scarlei, the Kabuto jumped towards Scarlei to strike him with Scratch. The attack was then followed by the rest of Kabuto's claws, causing blood to be seen on the outside of Scarlei's body. He now looked as irritated as I did.

<This Kabuto is... annoying...> Scarlei mentioned.

"Let's end this. Brute, can you battle?" I continued.

<Hell yeah...> the Nidoran brought his body up off the ground. His face was covered in a crimson mask of his own blood. <Let me at 'em.>

"Tough Pokémon you have," Brock complimented.

"Likewise." Respect deserved respect.

"I assume that we should finish this," Brock looked at the Gym's ceiling. "Rock Slide, Rhyhorn. Icy Wind, Kabuto."

Those were indeed the two most powerful moves that he was probably saving in his arsenal. Rock Slide and Icy Wind can be taught at an early age each to Rhyhorn and Kabuto. At this rate, both of my Pokémon would faint. I clenched my teeth at the thought of failure. Not here. Not now. I won't lose.

"BRUTE! SCARLEI! POUR YOUR HEARTS OUT!!!" I shouted.

The Rock Slide came raining down towards Brute. Brute's adrenaline began pumping through all of his veins. He began swerving in and out of the falling rock, moving as fast as lightning to avoid all of the attacks. Out of nowhere, he became empowered with speed to get close to the Rhyhorn. Once close enough, he pelted the Rhyhorn's legs with Double Kicks breaking him down to the point that the Rhyhorn fell over in pain. With one last attack, Brute hit him with a critical hit on the last kick sending the Rhyhorn to unconsciousness. One was down.

The second came soon after; Scarlei had developed a plan long before the Icy Wind had left the Kabuto's mouth. The Budew had managed to multiply the last remaining Stun Spore across his entire body. When the attack started, Kabuto's guard was down, giving Scarlei the opening he needed to infect his entire body. As Kabuto lay helpless, Scarlei stood over the Shellfish Pokémon.

"Absorb..." I said with a smile on my face.

With that the battle was over. Every ounce of the Kabuto's energy was drained from him, causing him to faint seconds later. The battle was over and I was the victor. There was no denying it.

From the stands above the arena, the crowd went wild. Despite all expectations, I had learnt a lot in just four days, which included managing to defeat Brock the Rock – the renowned student of Bruno of the Elite Four. The battle had been long and hard. In the end, my victory was a stupendous win, nonetheless.

An hour later, the Gym Leader had a discussion with me about the trainers who had come before me. "You want to know about Rachel Savina and Katie Emerson, right?"

"I figure I have a right to know," I answered. "They're friends, after all."

Brock's silence prompted me to try again. "What was the battle like?"

"Short," the Leader replied.

"Were they that difficult to beat?" I questioned tentatively.

"It was a two-on-one, but in the end only Katie's Firkit fought my Pokémon. She completely overwhelmed me, that I was forced to forfeit." Brock admitted, as he strapped his tool belt around his waist. "If you truly are their friend, then I advise you to train a lot harder, because they will overpower you as well."

Starter: Meowth

I also have a question, Lugia-a. If I am accepted, where do I start?

 

[{Swan}]

Kyuu-Chan - I'm sorry, but I have to think of the good of the roleplay, and I think that Wolfwhispers' character is the better one to go for in this case.

Wolfwhispers, you are accepted, please answer to my Vm or PM me, whichever one you want, about what Pokemon you'd want, and if you would prefer to start at Chapter 9 or 11. It'll be a but of a catchup, but I'll add a trade and an egg for you.

And oh no! They are hatching!
Craaap.

EDIT: Oh screw the fancy eggs! I'm gonna do this differently, those of you who want to keep their pokemon /really/ bad, say so, but for the rest, I'll will newly randomize it, not that I can do so with the whole dex.

 

[Underoos]

Well you know my decision, even if I'm a bit scared to do it XD Just mix me up a new one =)

 

[Charzeon]

Please mix me up a new one too. I'm actually glad that this happen myself. You have no idea how much I hate Smeargles...

 

[rockman0]

LUgia: Thx for the compliment. Also, my Internet was shut off on me for a while, alas, I could not get any posts up. Seems something is working against me. lol. I'll have two up, hopefully in the next two days, if that's okay.

 

[{Swan}]

Rockman, you're asking me if it's okay for you to post? xD Anyway, any opinions about the new random egg thing, because the old eggs were hatching?

And Charzeon, I guess that's a good thing then, hope you're lucky!

 

[Charzeon]

I hope I am too! Oh, and I should have my post up some time soon.

 

[Broadway]

I love the new random eggs--I love stuff that I don't know what's inside, lol, even more than if it was the egg of some perfect pokemon that I love.

I realize we can still trade/store whatever we get, so I'm just looking forward to it hatching :D

I hope Mackie doesn't ever meet Shaun and the psycho Meowth (luckily we don't have that kind of RP).

 

[Charzeon]

Put up my post just so you know.

 

[Wolfwhispers]

I'd like Meowth to forget growl in exchange for Taunt. Thanks!

 

[rockman0]

Actually, I'm kind of confused. I remember seeing different eggs than the ones we had before. And a random egg is cool. It adds more excitement anticipating what Pokemon you're going to get.