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Kyle’s eyes adjusted slightly as she slowly slid them open. She got a good view of her paw in front of her, but did nothing. She was at a loss of words, and realized now that this was it. Whatever happened to her old life; it was gone. She had something else to deal with now. Sitting up, she...

What to do, what to do? There she lay, curled up by herself in the shade of the trees shaking. She kept her eyes closed hoping only that when and if she ever decided to open them, she would find that this was just a dream. That the painful reminder of a reality headache would return to her, and...

Done. If anything is wrong with the character, please point it out and I'll be happy to fix/edit/update. Species- Buizel Name as a human- Kyle Name as a Pokemon- (To everyone else) Buizel Personality- As a human, he was one of those people that always went with the flow. He found no glory in...

Name: Kinli Age: (human aging) 16 (Pokemon Aging) 7 Gender: Male Pokemon: Sneasel Appearance: Since the war began, Kinli has gained two battle scars diagonally on his backside as well as torn ligaments where his bright red feathered ear begins, leaving the spot very vulnerable to fall. He...

It doesn’t suck, it just needs some tweaking. Mystery Dungeon RPs are really hard to make good, as there isn’t really much of it to tell, but I find that this plot you’ve given could be used as a turnaround for something different. Though the plot is essentially the same as others, with a good...

Two hours? That was a stretch. Tom wanted to get there now, and the prospect of walking for two hours did not appeal very well. One question that came to mind was, how much time did he have? Whatever it was that told him to find a moon rock did not specifically give him a time limit. And what of...

Tom had managed to start the conversation. Now came the hard part. How was he supposed to get the teen to come with him? For starters, he wasn’t sure where he was supposed to go. His mind spun for only a second, until he remembered something. He was looking for some kind of rock. Pewter City’s...

The markets of Slateport were a dirty place to be, especially for a young girl such as Alyssa. Zig worried for her. He knew her enough to understand that she could take care of herself, but there was that feeling that ruffled his fur which told him she was only getting into more and more...

“I've got to get back to work now,” said Tom. He returned to his sweeps. He didn't know how long he spent cleaning the floors, but it felt like forever. He glanced at the clock hanging over the main counter, though there was no point, as he really did not have a time set until he was off duty...

Same over here for me. I'm busy this week because of all the standardized state issued tests! Ah well, if not tonight I get to forward the plot (and give Nerevarine a chance to respond to my character), then for sure tomorrow. >_<

That teen surely wasn't one for words. Maybe it was a bit early for Tom to give a thank-you. Early or late, even if he didn't give one, he knew he would contemplate over whether he should have in the future. He was reasured that talking to him was for the best, and not so readily, he picked up...

“AJ, why don't you go sit down?” Tom said, motioning towards the seats. “I've got to work right now.” But working was the last thing he had on his mind. If no one else at the Center would do their job, then surely it would be understandable when he decided to put his foot down. It was not that...

Fallen? Hello? Where are you? Dang, guess I'll just have to skip after you. >_<

Done. Hope you don't mind me creating a little bit of history in the RP sample. >_> Sign-up: Name: Ben Aras Age: 19 Gender: Male Time Period: Renaissance Appearance: Ben tries to appear richer than he is. He wears a brown suit on his travels and is the only suit he has been able to afford...

He swept like the good volunteer he was. If it were up to him, Tom would think that he was the only one cleaning the floors. There were no other volunteers he could see, and others that worked there were either late or not coming. The ones that were already on duty were somewhere else, away from...