Vita ut nex [Pg-16]

[Yuukihime]

Wooo rp time again. And I think it's about time the AlmightyGhostPrincess makes a comeback! >)

This rp is gonna be kind of dark so if you get squeamish I'm just gonna put the rating up here right now

PG-16​

It's not just a disease, it's a plague. Slowly dipping you into insanity until the very last ounce of humanity is drained from you and then you die a horrific death. No one knows where it comes from, and no one knows how to cure it. You are doomed to a horrible fate worse than death if you succumb to this disease. And sadly I am succumbing to this abomination. Even now, I can feel my humanity slipping away.....
-????? ( 1893)

This was found in a page of a lost diary that was recently discovered in an archeological dig. The meaning is unknown and it is believed that the man was dying of tuberculosis since that disease ran ramped in those days and the page was stained with blood. So it was stowed away never to be read again if only they had listened to the warning..

Don't worry little child I'll find a place for you to drown out the shrieks

Congratulations, you've finally come of age to get your first Pokémon, why don't you go see Professor Rowan to get it? Your sure to have an exciting adventure!

This is what the post card you receive in the mail says. You are finally old enough to get your first Pokémon and start your journey to become the best Trainer/Coordinator/Breeder ever. Excited, you begin to pack your things almost forgetting to tell your parents but as your packing you begin to feel weaker and weaker. Your breathing grows hoarse and faster and you collapse and are rushed to the local hospital.

When you awake the doctor is by your bedside with a solemn look on his face and a saddened look on your parents. Your mother is crying and your father is trying to keep back the tears. You look at them blankly.

"We are sorry but...you only have 6 months to live." The doctor says. You look at him in disbelief but he only hands you a book with the words "Mutuwar hauka Syndrome" on it.

"It's very rare..only one in every 7million will have it. Normally...but there has been a spike in cases recently...Many children your age are developing this Syndrome." The doctor says to you. The doctor leaves the room. Your parents are weeping the corner, especially your mother but they to eventually leave the room.

With everyone gone you open the book and begin to skim through the pages.

"Mutuwar hauka better known as Brain Rotting Syndrome.

First discovered in 1980 Mutuwar hauka is a brain disorder that causes the brain to work on overdrive until it literally begins to shut down. Survival rate is slim to none if any at all. The victims brain while on overdrive begins to secrete chemicals in higher amounts causing extreme chemical imbalances and eventually plunges the victim into a state of psychopathy until their brain shuts down and they die. Scientists have identified 3 stages of this disease

1st Stage - Patient exhibits no clinical signs of the disease, they may begin to feel weak and experience Anemia and breathing may hasten occasionally. The victim also begins to exhibit super human strength and speed because the disease is forcing adrenaline to be released in large amounts. This stage lasts 1 month.

2nd Stage - The patient begins to exhibit panic attacks, insomnia, and hallucinations although they still are able to keep their emotions in check. Frequent fainting spells and nightmares are possible. This stage lasts 3 months.

3rd Stage - The final stage is true torture. The victim has descended into full scale psychopathy and can grow violent. Extreme hallucinations occur along with complete loss of social skills. The victim looses all sense of right and wrong and can attack anyone or anything. Eventually the brain shuts down and the patient dies in a final hallucination.

No cure is known. Scientists are helpless to stop it because the disease is in the very inner recesses of the brain. Any surgery that has been tried has inevitably caused the death of the patient.

But all hope is not lost! Rumor has it that the Pokémon League has a special cure for the syndrome just in case. Rumor or not you've got to at least try!

The problem is, you must get to the Elite Four in under six months or else you're as good as dead. So in the dead of night you rip the hospital cords off your arms and escape out the window.

It truly is a race against time to be the best.

That isn't the end of your problems though, a new evil team is rising from the depths of Sinnoh, Team Necron. This team isn't after legendaries like Dialga or Palkia, they are a biological warfare team. They have no interest in capturing legendaries for their purposes. They are after the kids who have been diagnosed with Brain Rotting Syndrome and have been kidnapping them. No one knows where they disappear but rumor is they kill the them and harvest the disease while it still survives in the brain. They have no respect for the innocent lives they've destroyed, they only care about starting a biological war for their own purposes.

It's a race against time to stop Team Necron and become the champion. The consequences for you aren't like normal kids who want to walk the road of being a champion. You fail. You lose your life. Good luck, you'll need it.

Starters(only one of each type please.)

Grass Starters​

Name: Bulbasaur
Gender: Male
Nature: Relaxed
Moveset: Tackle, Growl

Name: Chikorita
Gender:Female
Nature: Naive
Moveset: Tackle, Growl

Name: Treeko
Gender: Male
Nature: Adament
Moveset: Pound, Leer

Name:Turtwig
Gender: Male
Nature: Bashful
Moveset: Tackle, Withdraw

Name: Oddish(reserved by deku)
Gender: Female
Nature: Hardy
Moveset: Absorb, Sweet Scent

Fire Starters​

(Taken by Zimvee with Cyndaquil And Harumi with Houndour!)​

​

Name: Charmander
Gender:Male
Nature: Bold
Moveset: Scratch, Growl

Name:Cyndaquil Taken by Zimvee!
Gender:Male
Nature: Relaxed
Moveset: Tackle, Leer

Name: Torchic
Gender: Male
Nature: Impish
Moveset: Scratch, Growl

Name:Chimchar
Gender:Male
Nature: Naughty
Moveset: Scratch, Leer

Name: Houndour Taken by Harumi Fujyoshi!
Gender:Female
Nature: Rash
Moveset: Leer, Ember

Water Starters​

Taken by {Swan} with Seel!​

Name:Squirtle
Gender: Male
Nature: Calm
Moveset: Tackle, Tail Whip

Name: Totodile
Gender:Male
Nature:Jolly
Moveset: Scratch, Leer

Name:Mudkip
Gender:Male
Nature:Quiet
Moveset: Tackle, Growl

Name:Piplup
Gender: Male
Nature:Naughty
Moveset: Pound, Growl

Name:Seel Taken by {Swan}!
Gender:Female
Nature:Mild
Moveset: Headbutt, Growl

Electric Starters​

Taken by DyannaZehKitsune with Shinx!​

Name:Pikachu
Gender:Male
Nature:Gentle
Moveset: Thundershock, Growl, Tail Whip

Name:Elekid
Gender:Female
Nature:Sassy
Moveset: Quick Attack, Leer

Name:Electrike
Gender:Male
Nature: Adament
Moveset: Tackle, Thunderwave

Name: Shinx Taken by Onee-chan aka DyannazehKitsune!
Gender:Female
Nature:Modest
Moveset: Tackle, Leer

Normal-type Starters​

Taken by Charzeon with Eevee!​

Name:Eevee Taken by Charzeon!
Gender:Female
Nature:Jolly
Moveset: Tackle, Tail Whip, Helping Hand

Name:Togepi
Gender:Male
Personality:Naive
Move set: Growl, Charm

Name:Skitty
Gender:Female
Personality:Hasty
Moveset: Fake out, Growl, Tail whip

Name:Buneary
Gender:Female
Personality:Bashful
Moveset: Splash, Pound, Defense Curl, Forsight

Special Starters(Starters that require a really good sign-up)

Name: Dratini Taken by Zeta Dimentio!
Gender: Male
Nature: Quirky
Moveset: Wrap, Leer, Thunderwave

Name: Beldum Taken by Eletj!
Gender: None
Nature: Hasty
Moveset: Take Down

Name: Bagon Take by TheAlmightyGhostPrincess!
Gender: Female
Nature: Timid
Moveset: Rage, Bite

Name: PonytaTaken by Diego!
Gender:Female
Nature: Gentle
Moveset: Tackle

Name: Bonsly Taken by Koroc!
Gemder: Male
Nature: Impish
Moveset: Fake Tears, Copy cat

WildCards(Excellent sign-up to qualify for these)​

Wildcard1: Taken by Natsu-kun with Misdreavus!
WildCard 2 : Taken by Infinite Meditation with Gible!


Rules- We always hate them, but it's what makes the world go round and round I suppose[/CENTER]

Alright, if you intend on joining you must and I repeat MUST follow these rules lest you incur the wrath of TheAlmightyGhostPrincess.
So..

1.) Follow. The one. paragraph. rule. <- most import rule ever created.

2.) If I notice any flaming WHATSOEVER I WILL kick you out. No matter how much you try to justify it. You will be kicked out and then if you decide to flame me then..well... that's another matter. Just respect it.

3.) I will allow swearing. And by swearing I don't mean you can have the filthiest mouth ever. Keep the swearing mild .

4.) If you can't stand a dark role-play it means you either didn't read the plot or don't like dark role-plays either way if you don't like them don't bother joining it if you're expecting a whole happy cheery thing.

5.) If you grow tired of the role-play I must ask you instead of dropping off the face of the earth notify me and then do something with your character in the last post like has he accepted his fate and gone to do other things with his life, or does your character finally just go insane and die? Either way, I want an ending post from your character.

6.) Despite the above rule I really do want you to stay active. If you have the intention of only making one post then quitting don't sign-up

7.) I will be playing game master as well as a character in this role-play, not a rule but just so you know. Oh, and this Role-play will be set up in chapter form. I will give you various opportunities to catch special Pokémon and obtain items for a legendary.

8.)On the note of legendaries: You people may get more than one item but the person with the best post get's it. Same thing goes with shinnies or Pokémon with special moves.

9.) There is no post limit for a chapter but I suggest you try to be as quick as possible, I mean having six months to live and all you really can't dillydally.

That's all I think.....

10.) Also Zeta Dimentio has promised to chime in as game master in case I can't get on do to school so respect him to <3

Sign-ups

Name: Full-Middle(if any)-Last

Gender:

Age: (preferably 13-15)

Personality: (I must ask for something original instead of the usually Mary-sue/Gary-stu approach I know your dying but please D:)

History: Same thing goes for history.

Appearance21

Starter:

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample:

And there we have it <3

Spoiler:

TOLDJA I GET IT UP TOBY!!!!!

Spoiler:

Approved Sign-ups

Chris William Evans with Dratini - Zeta Dimentio
Ariel Ursula Robert-Aera with Misdrevus - Natsu-kun
AvalBane Celtrose with Shinx - DyannzehKitusne
Jasper Jeremiah Lair with Seel - {Swan}
Kim Clare McDonald with Eevee - Charzeon
Tsubaki Noir with Bagon -The AlmightyGhostPrincess
Missouri Wright with Houndour - Harumi Fujyoshi
Tyson "Ty" Ontiveiros with Ponyta- Diego
Isokrates Thinami Theopatis with Gible - Infinate Mediation
Janet Anne Dawson-Elliot "Jade" with Bonsly - Koroc
Simon Jay Fenix with Beldum - Eletj

Spoiler:

Reservations
Deku with oddish

 

[Zimvee]

Now this is the journey rp i've been looking for! Can i reserve Cyndaquil? My SU will be up later.

 

[Eucliffe]

Name: Ariel Ursula Robert-Aera, "Aura" for short

Gender: Female

Age: 13 (Born September 11, 1996)

Personality: As a child, Aura had always been peppy and full of energy. She was never shy around anyone, including strangers, and would always start up a conversation with practically anyone she came across. Aura was also a brilliant thinker, and aced most of her classes with flying colors. She was loved by those playful in nature like herself, and hated by the ones who were more serious or secretly strived to have her kind of personality.

When it was discovered that Aura had Brain Rotting Syndrome, Aura continued to act cheery, though deep inside, she was afraid of dying. So she kept her happy-go-lucky shell up while she suffered. Eventually, though, this shell began to crack, and more signs of Aura's true feelings burst through. She became rather nervous and jumpy at the slightest sound, and refused to talk to anyone--even her own family and friends. Aura never realized she was acting this way, that is, until her mother told her out of fear of losing the cheeriness that was once Aura. Afterwards, Aura tried to remain cheerful whenever she was by herself or around people, but she'd sometimes become suspicious and paranoid of her surroundings. This demeanor seemed to occur most when the subject of death was brought up.

History: As a child, Aura grew up in the serenity that was Ecruteak City. She was used to the quiet atmosphere it emitted, despite her opposing demeanor. She loved to visit the houses of the elderly residents and hear stories from the days of old. Every now and then, she would reenact those stories through play, placing herself as the main protagonist every time. The stories never ended, nor did Aura's imagination.

Aura was an only child, and although she had no siblings of her own to play with, she was acquainted with the few children in Ecrtueak, and would sometimes get them to play the stories with her. But these children were much older than Aura was, and as they grew older, their interests came to be different from those Aura had, and she was left by herself. And even someone like her became bored and lonely overtime. Seeing Aura like this hurt her parents deeply, and so they decided to take her to a new location, for her to experience new things and to make new friends and hear new stories.

This place was known as Jubilife City. Quite the opposite from Ecruteak, it was bustling with tourists, idols, and so forth. However, it was the cheapest place to live at the time (Aura's parents didn't make much money as they had hoped working as Miltank farmers), so it couldn't be helped. And even though the city's atmosphere matched that of Aura's even more than Ecruteak's did, Aura was bullied and treated like dirt by the locals, youth or adult. Nobody seemed to trust anybody, and so she wasn't even allowed on her neighbors' lawns unless she wished to be arrested.

Everything took a turn for the worst when Aura's father, who had become a businessmen to keep up with the rest of the city, was laid off. Aura's mother was just a baker and made minimum wage, so it was hard for the family to continue living in even the cheapest of apartments. And thus they set Aura up to do some acting on TV. While Aura was at first against it, she came to realize that she would be helping her family by doing so. Unfortunately, for every type of show she tried out for, she ended up getting yelled at for screwing up the slightest bit, and was thus not destined to be a star. On the other hand, she was asked to embark on a journey with a Pokemon on her own, something she herself had wanted to pursue for some time.

At last, on a gloomy day in mid-June, Aura collapsed while helping her mother at the bakery. She was rushed to the cheapest and slimiest hospital, where she was told she had gotten the Mutuwar Hauka Syndrome. As she was still a bit naive in heart, Aura had no clue what this meant. Her parents feared she'd be in despair if they told her what the more common name was, and thus made sure she would never know. Nevertheless, Aura heard the doctors talk about it while she was supposedly sleeping, and the name put her into shock for a while. She couldn't speak, eat, or even use the restroom. The doctors had to feed her through small tubes connected to her nostrils!

And when the worst news came, Aura's parents were devastated. They cried and cried about their daughter's condition, and when they were told about the only known cure, they cried even more, as neither of them had battled before nor use a Pokemon for anything other than farmwork. Aura overheard them talk of suicide to get money from insurance by making it seem like an accident, or perhaps robbery, and this stressed her out. She didn't want to be in this place at this moment, and she didn't want them feeling forced to pay her medical bills. Enough was enough.

Finally, on a calm, peaceful midnight, Aura yanked all the medical equipment leeched to her and went to get her clothes. Because the hospital was cheap and didn't have great security, she managed to sneak out. Afterwards, she ran as fast as she could to get to where she was promised her own Pokemon. She didn't want to hurt her parents, but there was no other option, as she saw it...

Appearance: Aura is fairly average for someone her age. She stands at about 5 feet, with an average weight. Her chest is completely flat, so she finds no need to wear a bra. Her skin is a healthy peachy color, but is also rather fair, which puts her at a higher risk of getting sunburned. As for her hair, it's a lovely strawberry blonde, and is usually found fluffed out with a part in the middle at medium length, ending usually where her chest would be. As for Aura's eyes, their color has been the center of controversy for quite a while. They seem a lovely cobalt blue to most people, but some have said they're a slate gray. Aura prefers the former, though, as blue is one of her favorite colors.

When it comes to attire, Aura likes to mix colors when she dresses, but not in a way that makes her look too outlandish. Her favorite top is a blue t-shirt with what look like pink shoulder blades of the same fabric, both shaped like cherub wings. To go with that top, Aura wears short shorts (ending just above her knees) that are blue on the top and pink on the bottom, both colors separated by a yellow zigzag stripe. As for feet, she tends to wear sandals of any color, and stockings to match that color. And for accessory, a nice blue headband with a pink rose that she wears in her hair (the rose often being on her left).

Starter: Wild Card 1;

Name: Fia (Midsreavus)
Gender: Female
Nature: Timid
Moveset: Growl, Psywave, Spite

Trainer Card: I assume you want something like this?:

RP Sample: From an LiveJournal RP...

Spoiler:

"Ah, not again!" As she had attempted to light a circle of candles on fire, Cierra's spell had instead backfired and melted all the candles. The worst part was, she was in one of the empty classrooms. Worried that someone might find this mess (or worse, find her at the scene of the crime), she began chanting another spell, this time one to make the wax disappear.

When she finished the chant, she watched the wax begin to evaporate from her very eyes. Giving a sigh of relief, Cierra turned to the door so she could leave. But just as she had reached the door she heard a gargling sort of sound from behind. A little bit scared, she peered over her shoulder to see what had made that sound.

The wax. It was all piled up in a big, gooey, hot blob. Bubbles formed and popped all around it, and it seemed to be lurching towards her very slowly. It seemed to take on a form of its own, something almost…demonic. Cierra was sure of it now. She must've cast the spell correctly, but the spell had probably sent the wax in a place where the demon could easily access it. Oh well, Cierra had to take on more powerful demons before. She took out her Moon Rod, ready to take the demon head-on.

"I'll show you the power of magic!" she shouted at it. As the thing lunged at her, she continued. "Holy Blast!" Her staff emitted a bright green light, and hit the thing just as it was inches away from Cierra. It let out a painful shriek, and then vaporized into thin air. Surveying the area, Cierra noted to herself that she had caused no other damage, and quietly walked out of the classroom, unaware of the small speck of wax she had missed in the corner…

Oh, and here's an RP Sample from looooooooooooooooooooong ago (I haven't really RPed in a while other than in LJ, so yeah, bear with me XD).

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I'll edit anything that needs editing, 'k?

 

[Charzeon]

I would like to reserve the Eevee please. I should have my SU up later on today.

 

[Zeta Sukuna]

OOC: Here's my SU, hope it's okay, and not too Mary Sue-ish.

Name: Christopher William Evans

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Personality: Chris was a light-hearted person before, but now, after finding out what he has, he became nervous. He still does feel some joy, and depression, but either way, he's always nervous. He's not the best actor, so people notice him when he acts like nothing's happening. He's also afraid for another reason completely foreign to the fatal, sure-kill disease, and that's his horrible luck. He claims to get the disease was the prime example of his horrible luck, but he just has to deal with it.

Chris likes to run, it allows him to deal with built up energy he has stored during the rest of the day. He also likes to spend time with his family, who are either dead, or terrified of him. His favorite hobby was collecting stickers, but he had to leave that behind, and his favorite food is french fries. Chris hates it when there's nothing he can do in a situation, he likes to have some power in something. He also hates the members of the Elite 4, since they supposedly have the cure, and are apparently against sharing it with people.

History: Christopher William Evans was born on December 21st, 1994 in Cherrygrove City, along with his sister Kayla, born to Alyssa and Marco Evans. The night that Christopher was able to come home, something happened to Marco. His job caused him to leave, and that was the last any of them saw of him. They were told that he developed Mutuwar Hauka Syndrome, and he died. The family was devastated by the loss, as Marco was once a great trainer, and even an icon.

Chris' older brother, Fredrick, didn't take the news so well, and went into a depression, which he never got fully out of. Eventually he went on his own journey, became successful, and as a big middle finger to everyone, as well as knowing that the end was coming, committed suicide on national television, via decapitation. Now Chris, Kayla and Alyssa were now depressed, horrified that Fredrick did that. Was their family cursed? What happened for them to deserve this?

As they grew up, Chris and Kayla managed to get over the death of both Marco and Fredrick, and that is when Chris was going to go on his journey. He told his family that there was no way he was going to die, and then promptly collapsed right there. Kayla and Alyssa managed to get him to the hospital, and were told Chris had the same disease that claimed his father. Mutuwar Hauka Syndrome.

Kayla cried for her brother, but Alyssa didn't want to see him anymore, and she didn't want Kayla seeing Chris anymore either, in case it was infectious. With what happened to the family over the course of ten years, it seems that they really were cursed, or so Alyssa thinks.

Chris thought his game was over, but he heard from one of the patients that the Elite 4 had a cure, so in the dead of night, Chris ripped the wires off, grabbed his clothes, and jumped out the window, since he couldn't go out the door... and promptly fell 4 stories towards the ground. He was lucky to have been cushioned by a tree, but was still injured as he limped off.

Appearance: Christopher Evans is a somewhat, but not really that short of a person, measuring in at 5'4, weighing at about 132 lbs. He has a small frame, but you can still see some baby fat. His hair is black and spiked up a little, but it goes down to the back of his neck. His eyes are a dark blue, and his head is actually of average size on his body. His nose is somewhat long, and ends in a point, his ears are somewhat large, but it isn't too noticeable. His arms are long, fingers as well, but his legs of average length. His feet are pretty large as well.

Chris' normal attire consists of a beaded necklace given to him by Kayla, a black shirt with a brown coat, and black pants. He also wears sunglasses given to him by Fredrick, and a chain necklace given to him by Marco, before he went off. His pants are a little baggy, and his shirt seems somewhat loose on him, but these were the only things he had with him.

Starter:

Dratini

Level: 5
Gender: Male
Nature: Quirky
Moveset: Wrap, Leer, Thunderwave

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample: This is from Apocalyptic Dawn v2:

Spoiler:

Chapter 3: Clause: The Legend Hunter

Clause had been pulled up, by the police, much to his annoyance. They began to ask him questions, and didn't allow him any time to answer before Volkner told them to lock him up. "Heh, so you ask me questions, but don't let me answer? That's a riot." Said Clause as he looked at the Houndoom. "And what are you talking about, 'Rising Chosen'? I have never heard of that." Clause smiled and said. "I appreciate the effort, but I know I could beat your pathetic little hounds, and you don't scare me. Volkner might be a problem, but I would win."

"I work alone, and I only sell to the highest bidder." Said Clause. The police members were closing in slowly, in case Clause would attack. "You people are too paranoid, loosen up." Clause smiled as he threw down a flash bomb, blinding everyone but him. "Alakazam, Teleport us away from here!" And in another flash, the two were gone.

(Chris)

Chris sighed as he looked around. Apparently the path was only to a park, as the two were still in Viridian. Melissa looked around. "You okay?" Asked Chris. Melissa turned her head to face Chris.

"Yeah, I just have the strangest feeling that someone's following us." Said Melissa, before looking back at the path. "Not just one person, either, but many."

"Don't worry, Melissa, I'll help you out." Said Chris showing off a large smile. "Neither my brother or I can leave someone in trouble." Melissa just stared off into the distance, but focusing behind her, intent on finding who it was, but something was scrambling her senses.

"Be on your guard, there's someone out there, ready to attack." Said Melissa. She looked up, and saw the silhoutte of a man.

"And right you are!" Exclaimed the man as he threw down some sort of bomb. As it exploded, Melissa was unable to detect anything.

"What's going on!?" Questioned Melissa, but the man threw something at her, which expanded, and trapped her inside. "Wha!?"

"I hope you like it." Said the man as he walked out of the smoke. "It's an energy cage, it can hold pokemon much easier then a Pokeball can." The man smiled as he was finally visable, and it was Clause! He looked at Chris and laughed. "Now this is my lucky day! Both Mesprit, and the brother of the ex-champion! I'm going to get a lot of money off of this."

"Let me out!" Exclaimed Melissa, before turning to Chris. "Run, get help, please!"

"Trapinch, go!" Exclaimed Chris. Clause smirked as he saw the ant.

"That thing is too weak to even fight me." Said Clause as he pulled out one of his pokeballs. "This, right here, is my weakest pokemon, newly caught. You wouldn't be able to beat that."

"That's not true!" Exclaimed Chris. "Trapinch, use Bite on Clause!" Trapinch jumped up into the air, lunging at the legend hunter, but was smacked away by the man. "Trapinch!"

"Heh, Pokemon aren't dangerous until about Level 15." Said Clause as he walked over towards Chris. "Trapinch aren't that powerful, either."

"Neither are humans!" Exclaimed Melissa as she attempted to force the cage to open, to no avail. "Why are you doing this!?" Clause then began to laugh.

"Do you know how many people would like to own a Mesprit? As a trophy? To do with whatever they wanted?" Asked Clause. "If I find the right people, they'll pay a lot of money for you. Millions, even billions of Poke would be paid to me. I'd never have to work again! And the thing is, what I'm doing right now, is indeed legal."

"That's a lie!" Exclaimed Chris. "Take this!" He attempted to punch the legend hunter, but Clause caught the punch, and lifted Chris up into the air.

"No, it's true. As long as I'm not caught selling, the way I capture pokemon is legal." Said Clause. "Legend or no, it is still a pokemon, and it is but a mindless animal."

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?" Shrieked Melissa/Mesprit, pissed off at what Clause just said. But the hunter just waved back.

"They have no rights, so what I'm doing is not punishable by law. I'm not killing it, I'm not beating it, I'm just selling it like most people sell Poochyena or Skitty." Said Clause before punching Chris and tossing him to the side. "Now I'm taking my leave."

However, as Clause took a step, his ankle was grabbed by Chris, who was barely strong enough to hold him in place. "Heh, kid... you can't keep me here." Said Clause as he pulled his leg out of Chris' grip.

"T-Trapinch, Mud Shot!" Exclaimed Chris. Trapinch, who had just gotten up, began to take dirt into its mouth. Clause grabbed the handle of Melissa's cage, but was hit by a bunch of mud, knocking him down, and causing the cage to fall.

"Take that!" Exclaimed Melissa before trying, and failing once more to free herself from the cage.

"Grrr... that's not funny, boy." Said Clause as he straightened his hat. He was more annoyed then hurt from the attack.

"Trapinch, Bite!" Exclaimed Chris. Trapinch jumped at Clause once more, fangs ready to bite into the hunter. Clause tried to swat Trapinch away once more, but he missed, and the bug clamped down on his shoulder.

"Gah!" Exclaimed Clause. He pulled the ant off of him and threw it to the ground, but in the process, had the arm of his coat torn off. "You bastard! That coat was expensive!"

"Heh, serves you right." Said Chris. Clause snorted as he grabbed the cage.

"Chris!" Yelled Melissa, unable to break free from the cage. Clause smiled as he enlarged a pokeball.

"Dugtrio, dig us out of here!" Exclaimed Clause as he dropped the ball, but was tackled a moment later by both Chris and Trapinch, knocking him to the ground, dropping the cage, and accidentally hitting the 'release' button. "Oh ****." As the cage opened, Melissa was able to get out, and boy was she pissed. "Alakazam, Teleport!" He tossed down another pokeball, and almost immedately, he, Alakazam, and Dugtrio's pokeball were teleported away.

"No!" Exclaimed Melissa, seeing her captor disappear. "Grr... I'll get him back for that."

"Heh, told you I'd help you out." Said Chris on the ground. "Urgh, he punches pretty hard, but I don't think anything's broken." Chris then began to get up.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Said Melissa, but Chris shook his head.

"I said I'd help you get to Viridian Forest, so let's go." Said Chris before walking up to Trapinch. "You did good out there, we managed to get him to run away." Melissa rolled her eyes and began to walk away. "Where are you going?"

"Viridian Forest, you said you wanted to take me there, right?" Asked Melissa. Chris smiled before returning Trapinch.

"Heh, yeah. Let's go." Said Chris. Melissa turned to walk away, with Chris following behind.

(?)

Clause groaned as he walked into a tavern. "I can't believe that I lost to a kid." Muttered Clause to himself as he wandered over to the bartender. "Next time, I'm going to kill him."

 

[Yuukihime]

@Zimvee - Reserved
@Natsu-kun - Reserved
@Charzeon - Reserved
@Zeta - Approved b('v'b)

 

[Musician of Literature]

Hello, Ghost Princess. I like your plot. I'm glad that you've returned. I would like to reserve a signup as a wild card.

Name: Isokrates Thinami Theopatis

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Appearance: Isokrates is a tall, muscular man. Few would suspect that he had a disease. His skin is a fairly deep tan. The hair of Isokrates is golden brown, with eyes to match. Speaking of his eyes, Isokrates veils them with his sunglasses. Without sunglasses on, his eyes are very skinny. Below the eyes, a small nose is stuck in the center of Isokrates' face. The mouth is moderately sized. His chin has much length to it.

Isokrates features many muscles. His arm's muscles are proportional to Mt. Olympus in Greece. In reality, they are 3 inches tall. His abdominal muscles are tighter than 2 people stuck in a piece of tape, attached to each other. His leg muscles are extremely fast, running the 100 meter in 10.96 seconds.

In his closet, Isokrates showcases a great amount of suits. These suits are of various colors, including black, brown, blue, and velvet. He only has a single tie, which is colored Also, he features many dress chino's. His wardrobe has brown, navy, and black chino's, supported by a black belt. He wears these regularly. His jacket, for the chilly season, is a silver, bulky jacket.

Sometimes, however, his dress is toned down a bit. For athletic events, he wears a single pair of clothes. A light black short sleeve shirt and blue athletic shorts are what the teenager wears in Athletics class or other sports that he plays. When the weather becomes colder, Isokrates covers his body with a similar outfit. The difference is that the outfit is long-sleeved. Also, his white sweat jacket is worn.

Of course, Isokrates doesn't go out empty handed. He always brings his cellular phone, which is stored, in regular conditions, in one of his belt pocket. In extreme cold or heat, it is stored in his jacket pocket. Another item he wears on his belt are his PokeBalls. Also, every teenager has an MP3 or an iPod, and Isokrates is no exception. He always carries the black 8 GB music player in his coat pocket. When listening to it, his ears hold white earbuds.

Personality: Isokrates grew up with a wealthy family. His snobbish, conceited attitude swiftly reveals that part of him. Isokrates is always bragging of his wonderful looks, muscles, musical talent and clothes. He hates people who look poorer than him. He doesn't even get to know you. He just automatically hates you.

There are many personality flaws that Isokrates does not like to brag about. Though Isokrates loves to show off his muscles, he does not like to show off his voice (his speaking voice, not his singing voice). Isokrates does not like to speak in front of public audiences. He hates giving oral reports. On that wrong note, he hates all school. He doesn't like homework, his teachers, and just thinks that school is boring. Isokrates has become a very rebellious student. He never hands in his homework, he doesn't participate in class, and he doesn't even pretend to pay attention. As a result, the only class he is passing is Athletics. As well as this, he is a rebel in all areas. He breaks the law all of the time. He breaks his parents rules as well.


History: As I mentioned earlier, Isokrates was born from a wealthy family. The family were very successful lawyers and good students. So then why was Isokrates such a bad student? Why did he break the law?

Isokrates was the youngest of four children in his family. The others were 10, 12, and 17. That put him at a disadvantage. The way his family worked was that they spent the most time with the middle child. There were two middle children, which kept their parents occupied for most of the time. So, Isokrates did not get that much affection during his prime years.
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His 17 year old brother did give Isokrates some of his time. The 17 year old, Sethos, disagreed with his family's method. He believed that the younger child should get the most attention and the older ones be more independent. So, Sethos worked with Isokrates. He tried to care for Isokrates and tried to mother him. Sethos did well. Isokrates was kept healthy and in good shape.


Isokrates lived well under his care. But, due to a tragic car accident on his way home from his part time job at Jubilife Food Market, Sethos died. Isokrates was deeply devestated by this loss. After all, Sethos was a very good brother to Isokrates and his parents were too focused on success to care for Isokrates' bleeding self (even though they did sue the drunk driver of the car. They won, but that did not help Isokrates). Isokrates, 1 at the time, went into a period of depression. He stayed in his room all day and night, blaming his parents and himself. He was sad and angry.


When Isokrates turned 4, he finally got out of his depression. He decided that he would ignore their orders, because he still believed it was their fault that Sethos pwas dead. He 'borrowed' his parents money and bought a lot of suits and pants. His parents were oblivious. They never found out about that. His parents, now that former twelve year old, Adrastos, was 16, he focused attention on the 14 year old and Isokrates. Isokrates, however, did not pay attention to his parents' "Lawyer Lessons" because he disliked them. Isokrates was enrolled in school.

His social life was not very grand during the first stage of his life. Well, the 5 year olds weren't as teenage and didn't pick out popular kids. (They just nap around in kindergarten. They don't care.) He didn't have that many good qualities. His only good quality was his wealth. He had yet to discover his athletic and musical skill. Isokrates was not liked by his teachers. He was rebellious and unkind.

Isokrates sort of calmed down in 2nd Year, but still remained a rebel. His family and teachers tried and tried to make him change. What would it take for him to stop?

His rebel act toned down quite a bit when he discovered his talent for athletics in third year. Isokrates discovered that he was quite swift on his legs. He was the second fastest runner in the school, beaten only by Carlos Deportina. Later, in the last segment of year 3, Isokrates went into music. He decided to play the Saxophone and sung in the choir. That started in fourth year. He excelled dramatically at music and sports. His rivalry with Deportina in sports kept increasing, and on the last day of fourth year, Deportina lost to Theopatis in the 100 meter by a slim margin. He felt great. A little too great. He got cocky and braggy. His greatness level among his peers was getting lower because of this attitude. Isokrates got worse and worse, and soon, almost no one liked him. He was really really conceited and became really, really prejudiced against the lower class. He continued his school rebellion in Years 5, 6, and 7. Little did he know his brain was slowly rotting.

Isokrates was shocked when he recieved the news of the life threatening brain disease. (Really? He never did any academic work, and played too many sports. All sports (except basketball) rot your brain) He was happy to know that there was a cure, that he had 6 months to find it. (Boy, I bet he wished he paid attention in PokeSchool. He's going to be clueless...)


Starter: Wild Card 2

Gible

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample:

"Next, Silvio Vargas and Rocky Markov, please step forward." The two came up to where Anton stood with their partners and Anton again inserted two different USD drives into their Comm.'s."This has all the information of Fissureon on it, eating habits, behaviour, etc. Your first sighting was in Route Three, between Pewter and Cerulean City, Kanto. Go there now." He said. They thanked him and left.

After Silvio recieved this information, he gave Julian a little pep talk. "Don't think of it as you being a fugitive. Think of it as an adventure, Julian. Only a select few get to do this. You, me, and Rocky are really special. I know you can do this. Say break on 3. One, two, three, break!" Silvio went over to meet his partner, who was talking to his father. Then, Rocky went over to Silvio. Rocky asked, "How are we getting to Kanto, Silvio?"


That was a tough question. His "Kanto Kings" did not include any flying Pokemon. Also, he wondered, "Why is this lazy teenager traveling with me, and how did he get accepted here? He's going to hold me back." Then, he answered the curious teenager. "I don't know. I don't have any flying types, and all you have is a Grovyle. How are we going to do this?" Then he remembered. "Rocky, I figured it out. My Kadabra will teleport us to Kanto."

The duo walked together to get Julian, and the three went outside. The sky was blanketed with gray clouds, and the day was 67 degrees, a little cold for the summer. The landscape consisted of tall mountains and trees that looked like they were randomly placed on the land. A strong wind made it feel colder than it actually was.

Before teleporting, Silvio was thinking about a plan. He was thinking that Rocky should explore in Mt. Moon since it was dark in there and Rocky had little chance of success. Along with his dislike for Rocky, he also wanted the adventure and success all to himself and Rocky to be forgotten. Silvio would scan Route 3 and act casual, like one of those young, new adventurers trying to take after Brock, Pewter City's gym leader. He said to himself, "Piece of cake."

Then, his mind snapped back into the real world. Silvio noticed that Rocky disappeared. "Where did that little backstabbing teenager go?" Now, he disliked Rocky even further. But, a contradictory thought popped into his mind. "This kid probably hasn't a clue where he's going. That means my chance of winning will be better!" He was thinking high and mighty at the time. He was pumped for an adventure, and he was pumped to win. Reaching into his pack, Silvio pulled out a red and white Pokeball. He looked at it and then called, "Go, Kadabra!" A brown-esque Pokemon came out of the ball. "Kadabra, Teleport me to Route 3 in Kanto." Kadabra did so at once. In 2 seconds, Silvio was in Kanto. The first thing he noticed was Mt. Moon, a big, brown wall between Route 3 and Cerulean City. It was warm, contradictory to the cold atmosphere of Stagg's building. The sky was also fairly clear, a bright blue brightening the atmosphere. He also notice a lot of children. "All right, Julian, we made it," Silvio said after finishing his observance. "Now, with Markov lost, we will work seperate. I will go inro Mt. Moon. I am very used to dark and cold mountains. They are no place for the new explorer-"
"I am offended by that," Julian said.
"I was just saying that I am more experienced. Now, lets continue. You will disguise yourself as one of those innocent bug catchers. No one'll think you're up to anything, because you're going with the flow. I will just pretend to be an ordinary explorer or whatever. Now, let's split. One, two, three, break," Silvio said as they parted. Silvio walked east to Mt. Moon. He was feeling great. He was ready to tackle anything. He walked into the brown wall.

 

[Gulpin]

May I please reserve Oddish please? I'll get my sign up up as soon as possible.

 

[Harumi Fujyoshi]

Is it possible for me to reserve Houndoom? I promise I'll have the SU up by tomorrow.

 

[Yuukihime]

@ deku - Reserved

@ Haruhimi fuji : Um to keep this rp's population in check I only one want person taking one type of starter for example Zimvee has reserved cyndaquil making fire starters no longer up for grabs ^^;; but if you have a good sign-up I'll let you in other then that we have bonsly from special starters or electric and water are free too.

 

[Musician of Literature]

Ghost Princess: Am I reserved or not?

 

[Yuukihime]

Ghost Princess: Am I reserved or not?

If you check my first post your up there sorry I didn't put it up in last post. But check the first post your up there x3 Usually I put people up there without posting.

Edit: Some criticism I suppose would be..uh.. historys a little short, add some more to it.

 

[Zimvee]

Name: Robert James Baker (Though he goes by Bobby)

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Personality: Before he discovered he was dying, Bobby had a a split personality disorder. It wasn't serious as he was still the same person but he would get weird flashes that switch his normal upbeat personailty to a more depressing pessmistic view. However in both cases, Bobby had a love of practical jokes and was always looking for a laugh. His view in both cases however is "Life is either sad or funny, and when you finally figure out crying all the time gets you nowhere what else is it?" He has a love of adventure and wishes to explore the rest of the world.

However since he has found out he is dying, Bobby has taken on a more angry personality and lashes out at everyone. He dosen't want to but he thinks its unfair as to why he has been chosen to die out of 7 million people. Since finding out that the Elite Four may have a cure however has givin Bobby hope and he is going to get that cure or die trying. And Bobby has made a promise saying that if he fails on his quest, then damnit he's going to make something of his life!

History: Bobby was born in the Kanto Region but quickly moved to the Johto Region at a young age so he considers Johto more of his home than Kanto. That is to say he didn't stop moving. His family moved more times than Bobby can keep track. Eventually they settled in the Sinnoh Region. Here Bobby had trouble (like he always does) making friends, but he managed to find friends in all four corners of his school. However since he has found he's sick he has found out who is true friends are. The ones Bobby thought were his real friends have turned his back on him and the ones he thought were only casual aquantences have been there to help him with dealing with it.

Appearance: Bobby is around 5ft 7in and has lightly tanned skin. His mop of black curly hair falls down just above his chocolate brown eyes. Not particularly strong, Bobby is thin with little extra muscle. He wears black boots with sandy looking dark blue jeans with a brown hoodie with the sleeves cut off at the elbows. He has a pair of leather fingerless gloves and some goggles hang around his neck.

Starter: Cyndaquil

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample:

Spoiler:

"Ahhh..." Bobby groaned. His head was killing him! He sat up and rubbed his eyes and scratched his head. He vaguely remembered walking to the local grocery store to apply for a job when he had been hit on the back of the head. Bobby opened his eyes and could bearly see. He was in a small cave...no a medium sized dimily lit room. Bobby saw he was part of a circle of people ranging from middle aged men to boys whose voices haven't even lowered. In the middle of the circle were a cluster of Pokeballs.

Suddenly over an intercom system: "Why hello there, participants! I'd like to be the first person to welcome you all to this little shindig I got going on here. Don't get me wrong, I'd love to be down there with you. Actually, no. I'd hate to be where you are right now. Do you guys even know where the hell you guys are? Hahahaha!

Simple and to the point, we'ere outside of any common territory controlled by a major superpower of the world. Basically, we're secluded from the rest of the world, invisible to anyone with a map. There's only one way out and that's the one way in, but I don't think you'd want to go that way. Especially if you don't want to be crushed by tons of sea pressure or drown, whichever comes first.

So, let me clarify a few things. All of you will address me as The Director. That's one title. It's not Mr. Director, it's Mr. The Director, get it right. Anyway, welcome to The Game. There are a few of you here and I expect to be getting more willing participants soon. What's the point of this game you might ask? Just refer to the notes my assisstants so neatly pinned to each of your shirts. There are also Pokeballs on the ground for all of you. Pick one up and let one out. It'll be yours for the rest of The Game...maybe. Also, think about getting a partner. It'll save you a lot of hell throughout The Game.

So yea. That's basically what's going on here. Wait a second....ESSENCE! PUT THAT DOWN!" the Director said. Bobby raised his eyebrows. What the hell is going on? he thought

"Sorry. Essence is a little jumpy today. Anyway, refer to the note. Your task for today is simple:

You guys are situated at the south end of the arena--and the arena is huge, trust me--and you guys kinda have to get to the north end. How do you propose crossing five miles of terrain in a matter of minutes? Take the train to the...east of your position. It's about a fifteen minute walk. The train leaves in...thirty minutes, so if you're not there in thirty minutes, then too bad: the Mightyena will eat you alive. And it's getting dark soon, so you guys need to hurry. Ciao, princesses!"

"Awesome..." Bobby muttered. He took the note off his shirt and looked at it. It said "You are both connected...
Make decisions carefully...
For each decision...shall impact the rest.
Survive. That's all you have to do...
Survive."

"Right." Bobby said as he got up. The people around him were doing the same thing. They all looked at the Pokeballs.

"You know..." One guy began. "If you managed to get more than one Pokemon, you would have a huge advantage over the other players..." Everybody looked at him.

"Probally shouldn't have said that outloud dude." Bobby said. And on that note the race was on. There was punching and kicking as people tried to take Pokeballs. Bobby dodged the fighting and slid towards one Pokeball and managed to grab it at the same time a boy with yellow hair and wearing all black. The boy grinned evily and tried to punch Bobby, who saw he already had one Pokeball. Dodging the punch, Bobby threw his own which landed in the boy's stomach, causing him to drop the ball. "Much obliged!" Bobby cried over his shoulder as he threw the door open.

Bobby blinked, rubbing the dazzling light out of his eyes. When his pupils shrank he finally saw what was before him. An endless arid field with a train station in the distance. Dried up shrubs were everywhere and a few tumbleweeds floated pass. Knowing he didn't have much time before the others stopped fighting and began the trek to the train. As he started running along the field Bobby heard a sound in the air. "AROOOOO!"

"Crap..." Bobby muttered. He saw it was the Mightyena pack that the Director had promised. "Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!" Bobby yelled when the started running towards him. Because he had been the first one out he was the first one the dogs started gunning for.

As they came closer and closer Bobby remembered he had a Pokeball in his had. "GO....WHOEVER!" he yelled as he threw the ball. Out popped a light blue crocidile like Pokemon. It had red spikes running down its spine and a yellow chest. It was a Totodile. "Nice!" Bobby exclaimed happily. He once had a pet Totodile when he was younger and so knew what to do with one. "Totodile use Water Gun!" A blast of water shot out of the Pokemon's mouth hitting the nearest Mightyena hurtlering backwards, knocking over a few of its comrads. "Nice!" Bobby said as he grabbed Totodile and continued to run. He slowed down when he saw the pack turned around and began to attack the other contestants.

Putting Totodile on his shoulder, Bobby slowed to a walk. He knew he was safe as he saw the train was close. This was a mistake. Two Mightyena ambushed him and Totodile. While one kept Totodile occupied, the other one began to menecingly walk towards Bobby. "Gulp."

Suddenly a purple balloon tackled the Mighteyna sending it flying. "Are you allright?" a middle aged man asked him as he helped Bobby up.

"UM...yeah." Bobby said brushing himself off. Totodile wandered over having taken care of his attacker.

"Good because I don't know what I would do if something happened to you!" the man cried. "I mean you looked the nicest one there and I felt so scared and you were so calm..." the man was rapidly becoming hystarical.

"Keep it together man!" Bobby said as he slapped him across the face. "Now look. We're almost to the train, so lets go get on it and then we can discuss whats going on." he said in his calming the kids voice. The man nodded violently. "My name's Bobby." Bobby said hoping to keep the man calm.

"Eli Weston Greer." Eli said trying to sound like he had a hold on things. The duo recalled their Pokemon and made the last few steps to the train. As they entered they saw they were one of the last to arrive. Finding a seat, Bobby and Eli sat down. Bobby nervously looked out of the train, wondering how his siblings were doing.

 

[{Swan}]

Could I reserve the Seel please?

 

[DyannaZehKitsune]

HIIII IMOUTO-CHAN! 8D here's my stuff~

Name: Avalbane Celtrose

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Appearance: Avalbane has long flowing golden hair and peircing green eyes. She wears fishnet gloves and stockings a lot and is known for dressing Punk/rebel/emo. Despite her dark look she is hyper as a skitty on crack. She is rarely seen without some kind of hat on, or studded accessory such as wristbands, belt, or even a colar. Shes avrage hight and weight, 5'6 and 130lb. Has a pair of black boots with buckles down the sides, and when battling will wear black fingerless gloves.

Personality: as mentioned above, hyper as a skitty on crack, since being infected has become more and more prone to emotional breakdowns and is now somewhat bipolar. She loves everything dark, but at the same time loves cute and fluffy things with a passion. On occasion she will burst into song and dance without caring where she is or who she is with. Despite the insanity, She is very protective of her friends and very capable of being serious when the moment calls for it. But the second that moment is over, it's back to perky and loveing. Don't piss her off though, with her sugar-coat, comes a sadistic underside.

History: Avalbane wasn't from a very rich family, but it wasn't poor either. She was raised by a single mother, after her father walked out when she was three. She always helped her mother raise the pokemon they bred so people could have them as pets. But when she wasn't helping breed and raise baby pokemon, she was out partying. When she was diagnosed with brain rotting Avalbane decided she would make the elite four come public with their cure to help everyone who had the disease. Late at night, on a full moon, she ran away from home taking only a box of cookies, flashlight and a lightningbolt print blanket, to start her quest to, as she beleived, to save the world. Little did she know, a dark family secret would soon come to haunt her.

Starter: Shinx

Trainer Card:

Sample: Avalbane stared out her window at the cold, dark sky. It would not be long until the clouds broke to reveal the moon. Tonight was the night she would leave home, possibly to never return. " Chatot, Tell mom I'm gone when she wakes up, okay? " She smiled solomly as she looked to the small bird pokemon, who was sitting atop an egg it had laied the night before. The pokemon looked at her with serious eyes, for she knew the trouble Avalbane was facing. The wind outside shifted and the clouds parted, letting down the eerie glow of the full moon from its place among the heavens. " It's now or never. " She told herself as she opened her window and slowly climbed down a makeshift rope she had made from her bedsheets the night before. When her feet hit the solid ground she smiled sadly to herself. " Well, here I go. " And with that, she took off running into the shadows of the nearby forest.

 

[Yuukihime]

Mkay onee-chan I'll reserve you but your sign-up is far from done. Your personality is much to short same with your appearance. I'll let the trainer card slide. But send everything to me via IM so I can fix typos and stuff. Oh , and add an rp example.

Zimvee: b('v'b) Approved

Luigia-a : Reserved

Edit:

Natsu-kun : Approved b('v'b)

Edit #2:

Alright Onee-chan I'm going to let you in but don't think I'm going to give you a whole lot of slack just because I let you in: Approved b('v'b)

 

[Koroc]

Name:
Janet Anne Dawson-Elliot "Jade"

Gender:
Female

Age:
13

Personality:
Jade is a type of person who has her heart in the right place but is constantly messing things up. She is as sweet as can be but her clumsiness makes people stay away from her. Jade was not a very popular individual in her town since they gave her the name the Jinxed Jewel. Now after finding out what she has she tries act like nothing is wrong with her. Now that she is on a timed schedule she has to change her procrastinating ways to reach her destination in time.

Jade's favorite hobby is hunting for bug and grass type pokemon since it they are almost all over the place. She traps them and lets them go back into the forest since they come into town and mess up gardens looking for food. When other kids were pretending to battle with pokemon Jade was sneaking around houses trying to catch pokemon which her parents thought was weird. Jade always seemed to separate herself from other people no matter what she was doing.

History:
Jade was born in Floaroma Town as the youngest of three children to Timothy and Harley Dawson-Elliot. Her two older brothers Marcus, and Robert seemed to like fighting with each other a lot because the did it everyday. Neither of them every got hurt until Jade walked in the room to try to stop them. After realizing that she is the cause of everyone getting hurt in her family she tried to avoid them as much as possible. While she went to school she always did her best and did not misbehave since she n=knew that would drag her parents into the mix and one of them would get hurt.

Her parents just thought it was a coincidence that every time Jade appeared near her family someone got hurt and tried to bond with her every chance they got. When Jade went to the mail box and saw a postcard made out to her she jumped up with joy. She knew this was her chance to get away from her family. So she rushed inside dropping the mail on the counter and began to pack her bags. Her parents saw the postcard and they smiled to finally see there little girl happy. Jade began throwing in shirts, skirts, and short dress. Thoughts of living with pokemon in the wild just excited her. Placing the bags by the door after packing she was ready for the next day to start.

The next morning Jade woke up feeling a little weak and the room began to spin. The feeling faded for a little bit as she rolled out of bed and got dressed. Jade picked up one of her bags and the dizziness came back but this time it knocked her to the floor. Jade passed out and when she regained consciousness she was in a white hospital gown. Jade began to panic and look around for her things. A doctor walked into the room with a clipboard and a depressed look on his face. He told Jade the bad news and gave her a book about the Brain Rotting Disease.

Jade sat their in shock after realizing that she was going to die in six months. Se looked to the right and saw her parents crying because they were going to lose their little girl. Jade then thought if she died then her family could live a jinx free life. Jade began to smile knowing that this was what she wanted until her parents walked over and handed her the postcard she got in the mail and left the room in tears. The postcard gave Jade to live on and fight the disease so she picked up the book and began to read it. The book contain information about her disease.

Jade got out of bed and headed to the window when she overheard a couple people talking about the Pokemon league having a cure for the disease and Jade became determined to find out. Later that night Jade made sure everyone was sleep and went to the closet and changed close and grabbed one of her bags and headed out the window.

Appearance:
Friday is pretty tall for a girl standing at 5 ft. 10 in. with out her hat on. She has long, silky, black hair that is usually covered by her tan bug catcher's hat with a green strip around it. Her eyes are green like the leaves of the forest in the spring. Friday has pretty tanned skin since she loves to spend most of her time outside. She tends to wear a small green jacket that only goes down right under her chest and a tan one piece skirt that matches her hat that stops right above her knees. She wears long green socks that come up half her shin and a pair brown flat shoes to tie off her outfit. Her outfit is to help her hide in the forest and sneak up on her target. Friday carries a small green and tan book bag on her back were she keeps everything for her journeys.

Starter:

Name: Bonsly
Gemder: Male
Nature: Impish
Moveset: Fake Tears, Copy cat

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample:

Spoiler:

The sun began to peek through Kenneth's bedroom window and its rays hit his face waking him. Kenneth raises his arms and let out a yawn. Wiping his eyes, Kenneth then threw the covers off him and sat on the end of the bed and just looking around his room not wanting to really start his day. Finally willing to move Kenneth made his way to his closet and grabbed his jacket and shoes. Kenneth tossed his jacket on the bed and then went to the drawer to take out his shirt and pants. Kenneth got dressed rather quickly and went to the door to grab the goggle on the back of it and threw them on his head.

"Hey there son." Kenneth's dad said as his son walked down the stairs. "Want some Breakfast?"

Kenneth smiled "Sure Dad. What did you make?"

"I made some pancakes and grits."

"That sounds good."

Kenneth walked to the table and sat down. His dad walked over a bag and sat it right next to his chair. "You will need this when you go."

"Thanks Dad." Kenneth said as he stirred his grits. He examined the bag and noticed something about it. "Dad was this mom's bag?"

"Yes it was your mother's bag and she would want you to have it if she was still around." Kenneth's dad said pulling his chair to the table so he could eat.

Looking around the room Kenneth saw all of the different rocks and fossils his mom found on her expeditions. "I am going to miss this place." Kenneth said as he just stared around the dining room.

"Well just remember you can always come home for visits and just stare if you like." his dad said while smiling at his soon to be grown son.

"I will make an effort to come home every now and then just to show you how much I progressed and will be sure to write you about my adventure." Kenny said as he placed his fork done on the table about ready to get up. Kenneth finished his breakfast, then grabbed his bag, and walked over to the door.

"Good Luck son." Kenneth's dad said as he watched his son leave out the door.

Kenneth was headed to the laboratory when he noticed a man in a white lab coat standing outside. The man seemed to be looking for somebody as he looked left and right constantly. Kenneth walked up to the man to ask him a question.

"Excuse me sir." Kenneth said curiously. "Are you looking for someone?"

"Why yes I am young man." The man said looking at Kenneth. "I have a trainer coming to see me and I am looking for him."

"Well I am supposed to be getting my first pokemon today from the professor."

"Then you must be the trainer I am looking for. Well I have a test for you to complete before I can give you your pokemon." The man said staring at Kenneth. "I will give you this Mudkip but I need you to catch a Turtwig for me that ran off into the woods on the outskirts of the town."

"Okay I will do it." Kenneth said with a determined look on his face.

"I will give you these pokeballs; potion and full heal to ensure your success."

"Thank you Professor I will not let you down."

Kenneth took the items given to him and ran to the outskirts of town until he came across the green trees of the woods. He stopped pulling out the pokeball that contained a pokemon inside of it. Kenneth called the pokemon out of its pokeball and a blue pokemon with a fish fin on its head and two orange gills on the sides of head. It had a small blue body with a fin for its tail and a bluish grey underbelly. The pokemon look up at Kenneth and tilted its head trying to figure out who he was.

"Hey little guy my name is Kenneth and I need your help catching one of your friends." Kenny said bending down to the pokemon's level to make it feel more relaxed. The pokemon smiled and then hopped on Kenneth's knee to give him a little hug. The pokemon hopped off Kenneth's leg and began to search the grass nearby for the turtwig they both are looking for.

Kenny looked around the trees and saw plenty of small brown birds with tan underbellies and small birds with a brown spiky head with a black body and red wings fly from the trees. On the ground there were many small purple rats with long tails and a white underbelly and buck teeth. All these pokemon ran off as Kenneth and the mudkip come into the area they are resting in.

Finally Kenneth came across a small big headed green turtle like pokemon drinking from a pond in the woods. It had a brown shell and a yellow underbelly and the bottom half of its feet were also yellow. Kenneth thought this had to be the pokemon because it was different from all the other pokemon.

"Okay Mudkip go up to it and tackle it into the pond." Kenneth said as the mudkip charged at the turtwig from behind. The Turtwig heard some ruckus in the grass behind it and lifted its head from the pond and turned it slightly to see if it could tell where the noise was coming from. It didn't see anything and went back to drinking as Mudkip hit it from behind knocking the Turtwig into the pond. Mudkip then dove into the pond after the pokemon so it could not escape.

Kenneth ran over to the pond and didn't see any signs of either pokemon. Suddenly there was a big splash in front of Kenneth and he noticed that the Mudkip was flying in the air and landed right next to him. Kenneth saw that Mudkip was covered in bruises and scratches so Kenneth decided to pull out a potion and spray it on the injured pokemon. Mudkip jumped up full of energy again and charged back at the Turtwig hitting it into a tree. The Turtwig attempted to get up and attack Mudkip again but Kenneth threw a pokeball at it and engulfed it in a red light and absorbed it into the pokeball. The center of the ball was blinking red as it shook from side to side. It shook for about two minutes until it stopped shaking and glowing.

Kenneth walked over to the ball and picked it up glad he completed the task given to him and he ran back through the woods to get back to the town to return the pokemon he was suppose to. Walking up to the lab the man in the lab coat was still there and he approached him.

"I caught the Turtwig for you." Kenny said holding out the ball that contained the Turtwig.

"Thank you young man. May you please return the pokemon and the items too?" The man said taking the pokeball and holding out the other hand for everything else.

"Ah okay. I had to use the potion on Mudkip after it got hurt in the battle." Kenny said handing the professor the rest of the items he had including the Mudkip's pokeball.

"That's okay but why don't you come inside to get your first pokemon."

 

[Musician of Literature]

I am done. Hope you like it. Oh, and Happy New Year.

 

[_Diego//]

Hello there,

Sign-Ups

Name: Tyson "Ty" Ontiveiros

Gender: Male

Age: 15 years old, 16 in a couple of months (if he lives them)

Appearance: Tyson's appearance is something worth noticing. Hard occupation and drudgery on the field made the man that comes from tall parents grow up to somewhere around 6'2 and have the build of a gazelle incorporated with the strength of a gorilla. His whole body is remarkably strong and 'cut', and every single one of his muscles is well defined. His broad back and thin waist give him an almost perfect V shape. His arms are relatively long, and the biceps, triceps and forearms are noticeably burly. His thick veins and arteries can be seen through his skin, squishy at touch. Deltoids and abdominals really don't fall behind. His lower body isn't any less defined, but his loose pants don't usually allow anyone to be aware. Tyson's incredible endurance, though, leaves that pretty clear.

His skin is naturally tanned from all of the outdoor activities he does, and he sports a numbers of scratches and bruises because of the same reason. He is proud of his marks, though; and doesn't mind showing them off. His limbs are crooked, for he has broken at least half of the bones in his body. A number of his joints crack, too, albeit quietly. Even though he has to get down and dirty every day, he is a fan of cleaning and grooming. His fingernails have the ideal shape matched with a par cleansing. His face is smooth and he tries to take care of it extensively, probably to make up for the fact that the rest of the skin in his body can be compared to one of a Sharpeedo. That trait comes from the family, who tend to joke with each other by pretending to light a match or file nails with each others' skin. From his family, too, he earned a condition known as rosacea, the curse of the red cheeks. No matter the temperature, mood, or heart rate, Ty's cheeks always have a rosy color.

He's got hazel-brown irises that sparkle a honey-like color under the sunlight encased in almond-shaped eyes. They say the eyes are the window to the soul, and the architecture and tinge of Tyson's eyes give him the appearance of a very warm person. He has long, brown hair that always seems nice and clean. Not having time (or interest) to get a style, though, Tyson sports rowdy bangs that reach just past his eyes. His facial features, like his insubstantially flat, are relatively small. He has thin, rosy lips that encase a set of very nice teeth; white and straight. His ears have an 'average' size and if anything is to notice is that they are somewhat pointy at the top.

His attire is really simple. For pants, it doesn't go farther than wearing straight cut or carpenter jeans, most usually washed off and insignificantly torn. His demanding tasks are done easier with baggy slacks, so he isn't a fan of tight denim. In the shoe department, some brown work shoes do the job. It's either that or combat boots most of the time, for he loves a good sprint. His shoes always seem muddied up. For tops, he wears buttoned shirts that are usually pulled up on the sleeves, just below his elbow. Stripes or squares, usually; something simple. That, or a solid color T-shirt. Above that, he wears a variety of vests and jackets, most commonly a thick,black, leather one. His belt is kinda noticeable, with an elegant buckle and all, and he carries many keys, some pick locking tools and a switchblade on it. Aroud his neck hang around three chains, one holding a delicate circle with some inscriptions of some ancient language on it, one some sort of dog tag, and the other one carrying a guitar pick. These are usually hidden under his shirt. Finally, he tends to use a black or straw cowboy hat.

Personality: Ty's your average guy next door. Simple, friendly, charming, absentminded and clumsy. His can-do attitude and quickness to flash a smile make him someone you want to be around at first sight. He differs, though. His socializing skills are sub-par, and he'd rather his interactions with other people not go farther than the aforementioned smile. It's really easy to gain his trust, though; and once you do, he'll open. He seems to be cheery most of the time, and he is sure that there is a solution to every problem. Sometimes, though, he is a bit too optimistic, and this can become annoying. He is loyal to his beliefs, though; and believes always going for the dark or gloomy point of view won't help. He is a prankster, too; and one that likes to make things good and elaborate. He is never afraid of joking around or laughing at others; pretty much in the same way he likes other to laugh with and about him. He doesn't get pissed often, but once he does, there's no backing him down. He literally won't stop 'till bodies hit the floor. His dominant frame has given him a cocky attitude that makes him believe he is capable of anything, and when coupled with someone who pressed the wrong buttons, Tyson is a true demon. He is a natural leader and he isn't afraid of risking himself for others, but he doesn't underestimate the ones around him and he knows when to listen to ideas. At times, too, he can be quite stubborn, putting himself in a position where he says he's right even when he knows he's not. He'll give his life for a cause, and his cause for a life. In the end, he tries to maintain himself cool, calm and humble; knowing that it's a wild world out there.

History: Tyson's history is simple and one that definitely is not worthy of having a biography written about, but he's happy. Tyson was born in the outskirts of Sinnoh, in a very rural area few people that don't move inside the field of agriculture have come to know. It's that part of the region where all the Pokémon Ranches are; the part where most of the regions veggies and berries are shipped from. It's a peaceful area of linked farms and ranches; a cowboy's life. Tyson comes from a family of breeders who lived in an above average farmhouse. They were major 'producers' so to say, of Miltank, Tauros, Ponyta, and what else. He is the 4th of 7 brothers and sisters.

Since young, his parents have showed him that nothing in life is free; and when he was able to take his first steps, he was put to work. Milk the Miltank, round the Mareep, build something; orders, orders, orders. His education was ok, and he passed his years with average grades; but he knew his laboring would be in the family business. His siblings always took him out for adventures which at the same time served as fieldwork. He knows technically every berry in the word, knows all Pokémon egg types, is an expert builder and improvisanionist and is a top-notch cook. Ty also excels at music, being able to play virtually any instrument in the world with virtuous skills. In his pocket he always packs an ocarina or a harmonica.

Although he dreams of the day of living peacefully in a big house on his even bigger ranch, with a loving family and a plethora of Pokémon, he's young, and he knows he won't be for long, so he really wants an adventure for now.

Starter: Veil the Ponyta. While not an official starter endowed by Rowan, Veil was one of the first Pokémon Ty ever came in contact with. Veil was hatched when he was a young kid, and he has been taking care of her since. His father eventually allowed Ty to keep the Ponyta instead of giving her away to breeders or trainers or stuff. Since then, Veil and Ty have been inseparable. Veil is taller and stronger than your average Ponyta; frame she developed from carrying the rough-build Ty around.

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample:

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"No, pops, I can't be late for Rowan's appointment! If I want to get there on time, I have to leave now! Veil just had breakfast and it's a long way."

It was early in the morning of the day that Ty had to meet with Rowan. The day that his adventure began. A day he had been anxiously awaiting for more days that he could remember now.

"A'ight son, quit yappin' all-right will ya? I'm just tellin' ya I need that haystack moved! After that you can go pick that backpack of yours and leave; just be sure you've said goodbye to yer mama and brothers."

Ty's father was an old man, worn by the hard work of everyday, who could now only rely on his sons and workers to keep his business running. He was going to miss Ty dearly, and so would his mother; but this wasn't the first son that left, nor would it be the last one.

"Fine."

Without more words, Tyson went to the instructed area. Veil was waiting for him in the exit of the ranch, eagerly neighing as she waited for her master to come so they could leave to the far off town. Tyson calmed her down from a distance, begging she'd stay quiet until he did what his father told him to. It was a big ranch, and moving one thing from one place to another wasn't easy; let alone a massive haystack that weighed as much as it itched on your arms. But commands were so, and the boy was aware not one of his toes was stepping away from that land until he did so.

The ranch was a wonderful place; all so beautiful. The grass was greener here than anywhere else on the world, and the fresh air caressing the leaves of the many trees massaged your odor receptacles. The mountains that separated this piece of earth from the rest of the city were a sighting worthy of an artist's masterpiece painting, and the clouds on the sky made shapes one could only see in dreams. The sound of the river and the singing of Kricketot and Ledyba made all of your muscles relax, and spending the night under the gazillion stars was something next to heavenly. One would think Ty was used to all of this, but he appreciated the exquisiteness of his home every time he could.

With a sigh, Ty got to the stack and stretched his arms and legs a bit to ease up. His force was epic, but he hadn't done any heavy lifting the whole day, so the first one was always painful.

~They don't pay me enough for doing this.~ Tyson thought, even though he didn't get paid at all. He kneeled down, wrapping his thick arms around the haystack lifted it like it was nothing. All of a sudden, Ty dropped the stack. He couldn't feel his arms.

"Wha..?" He muttered to himself as looked down and saw his legs tremble. His knees were jelly and his eyesight was getting blurred. His lungs were turning into raisins, and after a failed attempt at gasping for oxygen, the last thing he saw was his sister running towards him, viciously screaming his name and crying.

(…)

—"Tyson? Ty? C'mon son, wake up!"
—"Huh? Dad… What happened?"



When Tyson woke up, he was in his living room, lying on a couch with a bag of water on his forehead and a blanket on the floor. It took him a couple of moments before he could recover his visibility, but the first thing he saw was his whole family looking down at him.

"Mah goodness!" One of his brothers said. "We thought we lost you right there! You passed out like a Tauros after matin'!"

Tyson laughed as he sat himself up, worriedly looking at a clock and noticing time was running. Several hours had passed.

"Damn!" He yelled as he stood up in a rush, a strong feeling of nausea drowning his thoughts.

"Ty, wait up!" His father said as he sat him down again. "What happened, son? You blacked out back there. You got us worried. A doctor came in to see you, you didn't move a single muscle while he checked you, that passed out ya were."

Tyson scratched his head and coughed. "Really? I don't remember anything. What did the doctor say?"

Tyson's mother frowned before speaking.

"The doctor…" she said in between sobs, signifying imminent crying, "The doctor said he spotted a very weird condition, something he was unfamiliar with. He urged us to take you to the city, to a bigger hospital or Pokémon Center. Ty… I know you're headed to Sinnoh's mainland… Can you promise you'll go to the doctor? You know we can't go with you… But if something happened to you, we'd… We'd all die."

Some could say this was a careless move by his parents, but Tyson had always been educated to be independent. His parents couldn't take him to the city at the moment, both were quickly aging; and he was old enough to go anyway. They didn't know what were they dealing with, but what's the worse that could happen?



—"I… I don't know mom. I don't feel bad, you know; I was just a little exhausted, didn't sleep well and all. I bet it's nothing."
—"Well, do you promise, boy?"
—"… Yes mom."

"Great, then. Now, you should leave. Veil's waiting for you outside, she's excited about leaving. You've got everything you have in your backpack. Call me once you're on TwinLeaf Town. Be good, Tyson, it's a rough world, remember everything we've taught you." His mom said as she began walking him to the door. She had a sad look on her face, knowing her sick son was headed somewhere far away; but then again she was proud of him. She knew Ty would be big, and this was just the beginning of a great something. She shamelessly wiped her eyes and cleared her nose. His younger sisters were shedding tears, while the others begged for him to visit sometime.

—"Yes mom. I will be Ok. Thank you."
—"I love you."
—"I love you too. Goodbye, everyone!"

With goodbye kisses and many farewells, Tyson sprinted out to the main gates of Rancho Ontiveiros. His backpack bounced against his spine as he let out a piercing whistle. Moments after that, Veil sprung out of the blue, trotting quickly and stopping by his side. Tyson stroked the Pokémon's flame as he raised a leg a mounted her.

"We're off to an adventure, girl!" He said with a toothy grin. He couldn't express his excitement with words. So much to do, so much to see, so many quests would soon lie before him. This separated the boys from the men. The story of his life was about to begin, everything was unwritten.

Veil snorted and stood on her two hind legs, happily making noises.

"We're gonna be late, Veil! Let's go!"

Without further do, the pair sprinted off to the first town to meet Professor Rowan; completely oblivious to the biohazard developing inside the jockey's body and the things that would occur on this journey…

((My, it's been a while since last time I was here… Hope I can once again be where I stood at, it's been ages since I did a good Roleplay post. 'Nyway, here it is, trying out a new character model; hope I do fine. I know my RP Sample isn't in complete agreement to the introduction, but in the end I think it'll take me to the same place :D

Here I am Tiff, can't hide from you or Snipa' Kitty. Happy 2010 for everyone.))

 

[Eletj]

Thank you GP for the reserve, will definitely get a sign-up done asap.

EDIT: Thought I'd start.

Name: Simon Jay Fenix

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Appearance: Simon Jay Fenix looks like an average teenager. Standing at around 5 foot 5, he's neither short nor tall. His longer dark-brown hair lands upon his shoulders, with a fringe that sits upon his eyebrows. His eyes are a combination of blue and green, large and baggy and are deep set into his face. His jaw is chiselled, and his features are very expressive. His ears are slightly raised, to a defined point level with his eyebrows.

Simon's physique isn't well defined. His legs are slightly toned, and his upper physique is thin, almost too thin. His fingers are long and slender, like a musician's. His skin is slightly tanned, but it's not noticeable. His shoulders are broad, a sign that if he wanted to, he could be toned and muscular. But he doesn't see the need, so he remains as he is. Attire wise, Simon is very simple. He wears a brown fedora on his head, with a longer rim then usual. Long, grey pants wrapped around by a black belt, which is almost covered his darker brown trench coat, while a solid colour t-shirt lies beneath it. The belt buckle reads 'Rebirth', inscribed under a beast-shaped skull. He also carries with him a small notebook.

Personality: To someone walking down the street, Simon Jay Fenix would appear to be quiet and withdrawn. To one trying to address him for the first time, he would seem rude. This is because Simon Jay Fenix is a mute. He cannot speak. He never has, and he may never will. The doctors called it a birth defect, an unfortunate coincidence. They tried numerous times to cure it, but for the 15 years of his life, hes been silent. This doesn't mean that Simon isn't expressive. He uses facial expressions intensely, and communicates with gestures, and writes in his notebook. He has a fiery, argumentative temper and gets angry when he can't get his point across.

History: Simon Jay Fenix, born and raised in Sandgem Town along with his older brother and sister. His parents owned the local Pokemart, and all of his family were accomplished Pokemon Trainers. His brother, the oldest, traveled through Sinnoh, collecting a large number of Pokemon with him. Every so often, he would send Pokemon back to his family for his brother and sister, which would mean the two grew up around Pokemon. When his sister left, she took them with her, so Simon was alone.

The sister didn't take the normal route a Sinnohian would take. She instead traveled to Hoenn, and battle those Gyms. For many months, they duo kept in touch. On Simon's 10th birthday, she sent him his first Pokemon, one he could keep for himself. It was a Beldum, a gift a famous trainer had given her. The two bonded instantly, despite the silence. Because neither could speak, they communicated in unusual ways. Writing, rhythm, whatever worked.

Simon's mutism meant that he never connected with others outside his family, so he never made true friends. He learned to interact from his family, but finds it hard to trust outsiders. With the terrible news that struck this sick teen, he realises that his time has come for him to journey out, and try his luck to find this cure.

Starter: Beldum
Name: Spyro
Gender: None
Nature: Hasty
Moveset: Take Down

Trainer Card:

Rp Sample: Here's two.

Spoiler:

A few minutes later....
Kenji walked into the classroom. Some people were chatting, others just sitting in peace. Lola was standing at the front of the classroom. Kenji clapped his hands together.
"Alright class, Its too fine a day to be inside. Everyone follow me!" He led the class outside the classroom. The class walked through the hall, and Kenji led them towards a large tall building in the center of the campus. It was built high enough so that it could see all the surrounding islands. He led the class into the building, climbing the stairs. Once they reached the top, He turned around to make sure everyone was here.

"Right class, For this lesson I decided I'd show you the surrounding islands, so you know more about them when we travel there next week", Kenji announced with a smirk. "The first island will be this one, Inferno Island. This island is reasonably small, because it's not really an island. It's a live volcano. The island is a great place to catch fire Pokémon. We'll be travelling there next Monday. You will be given pokeballs there; however should you want to stock up on some more, there's a little shop next to the cafeteria which sells a lot of things useful to trainers. Moving along". He led the class around the top level, so the next island was in view.

"This island is known as Silva Island. The entire island is covered is covered with a deep jungle. Mythology tells us that there was once a great Pokémon deity, sickened by humans mindless squabbles retreated into the deepest part of the forest, and should one ever find this deity, they would be granted one wish. I wouldn't get you hopes up though, many have tried and come back empty-handed. Grass, Poison and Bug Pokémon live there, but it is not unknown for a few Flying, Normal or even Fighting Pokémon to be there. We travel there next Wednesday."

"This next island", he said as they walked, "Is a sort of mix. It has some woods, a lake in the middle, but is pretty flat. Many different kind of Pokémon live there. We shall be travelling there next Friday". He turned around and looked at his class. "Alright class, that concludes today's lecture. Let's go downstairs and have some fun".
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"Everyone, since we've still got about 1/2 a period left, we'll have a little tournament. I have randomly selected students to battle each other. Our first battle will be:

Adam Berillo VS Damien Decay.

Once you two are ready, you may begin".
The battle was over fast. Adam's Ralts couldn't harm Zero, and the battle was over in less than a minute. 'Good to see my guardian knows the basics of battling'.
Adam 0/1/0
Damien 1/0/0
"Our next round is Cierra Clover VS Raffine Tsou!" Kenji announced. 'This should be interesting'..

Spoiler:

Abandoned home, Viridian City; 10pm.
A rumbling.
That's the first thing Michael heard as he awoke, being nudged by Nuu. He leapt to his feet, brushing of the dust the accumulated on his clothes. It had been Nuu's shift to take watch, but Rika was also awake. Something was wrong. Michael peeked through an ajar curtain, sneaking a look into the open street.

Zombies. Lots of Zombies.

****.

Michael returned his two Pokémon, grabbing Dallas's pokeball at the same time. Pressing the button, a red light erupted from the ball, and the Arcanine materialised. It growled lowly, then shook itself awake. Michael searched the room, looking for his weapons. He grabbed them from their resting places, and strapped them to his body, his axe lying across his back and the staple-gun strapped to his belt like a revolver. He took the Lawn-trimmer in his right hand, before jumping onto Dallas's back.

"You ready boy? We're going to burn some zombies. I want you to run straight to Route 1, and then head straight for Pallet Town. Fire of some flames along the way", he said as he rubbed the dog's mane. "Let's go".

The blazing beast ripped through the door, releasing flames as he did. Instantly, several zombies, both human and Pokémon, turned and ran at them. Another flame burnt a Ratata that got to close. Michael turned on the trimmer.

"Come get some!" He roared as the machine fired to life in a rush of steel. Dallas sped towards the path, and Michael held the trimmer at arm's length. A Sandslash leapt at the duo, but meet it's end in a flurry of spinning steel blades. The dog kept speeding towards the passage.

A louder rumble, as a Gyarados burst from a nearby pond.

****.

Dallas raced faster, bursting into the route, with the water-dragon in hot pursuit. Zombies attempted to leapt at them, but flames from Dallas prevented them from hitting their targets. Narrowly missing a large quantity of water flying from the Gyarados's mouth, Dallas leapt from the ledges, finally arriving at Pallet Town. The dog jumped, before turning exactly 180 degrees.

"Good boy. Have a rest." He spoke as he returned the fire pokemon. Grabbing a yellow pokeball, Michael hit it's button at the center. A burst of red, and the glowing electric body of Nico appeared.

"Ready Nico. Lets take this thing out!" Michael yelled as the Electabuzz adopted a combat stance. Doing the same, Michael turned to face the Gyarados, gripping his spinning bloody weapon.

"Come get some."

The water-dragon leapt at the duo. It never stood a chance. Nico charged towards it, his entire body radiating electricity. He swung his fist, striking the Gyarados dead in the face. It's entire body shuddered, and it fell towards the ground. It roared in pain. Turning of the lawn trimmer, he quickly swapped it for the axe. He walked over to creature, gripping it tightly.

"Sorry." He said as he swung the axe. The beast let out one last, haunting roar before passing away.

Abandoned Home, Pallet Town. 9.10am, the next day.
Michael awoke as a gun-shot was let off. He jumped to his feet.

'NOW THEY HAVE GUNS!?' he thought as he grimanced. An unfamiliar voice changed his mind slightly.

"Is anyone there?" Another shot was let off.

"Hello?" Mikey yelled in reply. He jumped to his feet and checked his gear before running out to meet the stranger. "Oi! I'm here. ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US KILLED SHOUTING LIKE THAT?! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM!?" He yelled at the man, before realising what a total hypocrite he was. He calmed himself down, before looking at the man again.

"Sorry. Hey there, I'm Michael. Michael Sliteye. So what are you doing here exactly?" he asked as he offered out his hand.