Zeus Juice

Fleshed out my character a bit more. Also, I can't pick anything better than Umbreon. Sorry, but that's my decision. .-.

Hey! I decided to take your suggestion and polish up my character. I'm sure that I need to do a little bit more work, but I fixed what I think was the problem.

Take a look at Genome! I'm quite excited to begin.

This post is an OOC post, in the IC thread. I would recommend deleting it and informing your players in the OOC.

you can at least answer me

do you want me to improve my sign up or are you kicking me out all together

Here is a copy of your IC. Please check it, edit, improve etc. Resubmit it when it's ready :).

You may want to look at Genome.

Hi Zeus! :)

I'm afraid we only allow roleplays with four+ people, generally. With only you and one other we can't open your IC :(.

Cool! Well I'm glad I backed up my SU. I'll sign up now (maybe someone on my friends list might help.)

Well, this may just be a me thing, but after a certain point of rereading the rules for the RP, I realized that you weren't the GM xD

Sorry, just doesn't let me delete visitor messages. I signed up for that RP, but I changed my mind because it seemed complicated.

Nevermind.

Ah, forgot about that. Well, send it via private message to me and I'll check it over then.

Alright, go to the OOC thread set up and click on post reply. Copy and paste your SU into the box provided and then click the post option. You'll be told you posted and the post will appear in the thread. I'll be able to check it there and see if you'll be accepted or not.

Hey there Zeus, I see you had a SU written up, but you had the way of submitting wrong. To have your VM appear on my profile you would have to click on my name and send it to me, you just posted this to yourself. :P Second is that you would have to post this on the OOC since it's far easier to see the SU that way.

Name: Lawrence "Kabuki" Grootson
Age:23
Gender:Male
Species:Nuzleaf
Newborn mechanist
Declarum forces soldier.
Appearance: Lawrence generally doesn't wear armor; the most he'll ever put on is a hide undershirt and some baggy leather breeches, mainly because he feels self conscious and needs something to keep him safe and warm. He carries around a stainless steel rod he found while looting a city, several smoke and rudimentary fragmental grenades, a few kunai, and a shock pistol. He doesn't look too different from your average Nuzleaf, although his bark is a bit more tan.
Personality: A bit vain in the sense that he tries to portray himself as the average nuzleaf: Blaise, disinterested, and serious. Granted, Lawrence may be all of those things, but, from being in a society where all of your peers are NEEDED to act a certain way as a rite of passage. Had it not been for his premature exile, some of Hirohiko-Sama's personality might have rubbed off of him some more. At heart, he can be a bit aloof and goofy, but he's genuinely interested and takes care for his comrades, if they suit his liking (he's a bit picky when it comes to friends; more times than not he'll blatantly ignore people that rub him the wrong way). He can be a bit over focused on his work and on grudges, and he also may be a bit deficient in social skills, but he's never a bore.He prays to Tsukoyomi (God of the moon) on a regular basis, but doesn't take his religion as seriously as some of the town elders would have wished him to. He doesn't particularly care about the war or who wins, he's just glad that it gives him purpose and a chance to fight. Had it not been the technology that The declarum has given him, he might have left them; he sees a certain novelty in fighting for the weaker side and with all the fancy gadgets.
History: Lawrence was raised in an isolated Shiftry tribe out of what was formerly Ecruteak city; it has existed there since human times, and because of techniques employed by the elders since the 15th century, no one has discovered it. Lawrence Grew up happily in the village, amongst his parents, until age 15. At that time, he was finishing his mandatory training imposed by his mentor, Hirohiko. His final assignment was to rob a steel brick from a rhyperior that lived in a nearby cave. He managed to rob a brick, but it was of polonium. He handed it to Hirohiko, but within 7 days, Hirohiko passed, due to his older age, he did not survive the radiation. He was discharged; he was the only one who could be blamed for his untimely death. He was exiled from his village, and he quickly found a Declarum outpost. After entering, he was impressed, and after he got acquainted with all the technology the declarum had to offer, he began rising through the ranks. In general, he didn't try to cling to many subfactions, nonetheless he did whatever he could to help the declarum. He eventually got the attention of a certain Knight by the name of H.Z. Oates, an arrogant, brash rapidash. Oates is given orders to thwart Lawrence whenever possible. He lives underground in the remains of saffron city today, along with the deerling that lives off of him (for a lack of better words).
Moveset:energy ball, extrasensory, Razor wind, feint attack
RP sample: God...did wall jumping really take it out of you. Kabuki knew it better than most. He had been climbing up and over buildings and rubble, exploring upper Saffron (with that very pretty little Dewott girl...) and to top it off he had to do the same thing to get back to his little, dinky apartment. He was finally in front of his door; "room 441" was etched in gold text on the door. He popped a key out of his coa t pocket, and in no time Lawrence opened the door and collapsed on the couch. He started drifting off into a deep sleep...
"Hai Kabuki."
He jolted up and hugged the greasy throw pillow on the couch. Lawrence nearly ♥♥♥♥ himself in shock when Nicolas whispered that into his ear. He glanced around the dim room, and made eye contact with the little deerling perched up on the couch, under his little sun lamp. His breathing calmed, and he put the throw pillow aside, and sat up normally.
"Is something wrong sir?" Said Nicolas gingerly as Kabuki marched over to heat up a mug of chamomile
"I've had a long day, Nicolas...I'm not in the mood to talk."
"Christ...it's only 10 PM, usually you're a tad more energetic at abo-"
"We'll talk after I've had my tea..." Nicolas' ears flopped down, he snuggled up to his blanket and let the words sink in. He had a bit of an inferiority complex to say the least.
Kabuki took a long sip of his tea; within seconds he felt (oddly enough) more rejuvenated. His mind started to wander and he glanced about the room. The light coming off from Nicolas' brown, winter coat was derived from his sun lamp; Nicolas needs the lamp to help him photosynthesize. The television was turned on. To be frank, Kabuki could care less about that damn box...apparently a cartoon(?) of a weird...man with exaggerated zangoose claws in a dumb yellow jumpsuit. "What the hell is this?..."
"X-Men." Nicolas replied,"That's wolverine."
Periodically, if Kabuki found a disk that wasn't a TM, he would hook it up to the DVD player and see if anything came up. This week, Kabuki found a whole bunch of these disks, and he gave them to Nicolas to keep him company at home, while he was away. Kabuki was intrigued, so he continued watching. It was apparently from human times, and it was all a bunch of humans in weird clothes fighting other humans in weird clothes. "This is boring..." He muttered. Maybe he was just immune to excitement, so much of it happened to him everyday...
"Who put you on the planet?..."
"I dunno...but I know that if I was ever caught watching this as a seedot, Hirohiko would have whipped me to death... Don't you do anything besides watch dumb movies about...weird zangoose men?.."
"Well...you did give me that mobile phone and it keeps me pretty busy...I-"
"I'm talking beyond that...Why don't you go outside sometime?...aren't there any Pokemon that suit your interest?..."
Nicolas just stood there...Kabuki started welling up with tears. He had hit a soft spot on the poor fawn's heart. He never meant to be so hurtful...but Nicolas was never someone who had mastery of social skills."...awww...hell..." He quickly hopped into his cot and dozed.
"...what a day..."

Hi there, send me your Shattered World SU and I'll try and fix it for you.

I thought I send you a pm a couple days ago? Anyways, I'll need you to tell me a little about yourself so I can narrow it down. Particularly what your own opinion on the matter is.

Yes; however I don't believe that I would get the most thorough answer because of (A) it is not a quiz with a real person, and therefore if there are exceptions to questions, you may not get the right answer (B) it does not have all pokemon as a result, so answers may also be debatable. If you know anyone who could interview me personally and give me an answer (yourself included) PLEASE do so.