Monster Art Online (OOC)

moon · Dec 17, 2012

OOC THREAD (-o-) IC FOUND HERE currently there are0 spots open

A new pokémon game has been released, where players can reach every region and battle against each other in a virtual reality MMORPG called Monster Art Online. Using a helmet called the NerveGear, players lose control over their real bodies and trick their brains to believe that they have another body inside the game. 10 000 players managed to get a copy on the release date. However, shortly after they entered the game, it was discovered that it was impossible to log out. The creator of the game appeared as a giant Deoxys in the sky above each region and declared that they had to finish the game in order to return to the real world. To finish, they had to beat all the gym leaders and become the Champion of their region. They couldn't reach other regions. But there was a catch... If they whited out in the game, the NerveGear would kill them in the real world. As families and authorities realized this and the bodies of the players were moved to hospitals, the players inside the game had to decide what to do. Play it safe and hope for rescue... or take a chance?

About The Game

Out of 10 000 players, about 1700 chose to start in Johto. That's the region where you started as well. Many players panicked and stayed in New Bark or Cherrygrove without daring to venture further. Others started to fight onwards, either solo or in groups, to make the journey across Johto, beat all the gym leaders and eventually reach the pokémon League. The game designers meant for it to take several months to beat though...

Since it is a game, pokémon have levels and a limit to number of moves they can learn. You can keep track of levels on your own, or you can choose to just have them in the background. The limit for moves is 6. Pokémon also have set natures and abilities, but otherwise they seem really alive and real, just as everything else in the game. When they get hurt, their wounds appear to leak red "data" rather than blood. The same goes for when you get hurt. They evolve by the same mechanisms as in the old games, except that trading is not necessary.

Cities retain their old landmarks and key buildings and people, but they are bigger, more like real cities and villages. NPCs seem alive and real enough, even though vendors and nurses at pokémon Centers can appear a bit repetitive. Quest givers are generally well programmed though and won't repeat the exact same words to different players. Time inside the game passes at the same speed as in the real world, with day and night passing by realistically. Players communicate in English.

You can pull up the menu with a thought or voice command. From there, you can reach your pokémon party, your bag, your friends list and some other things. Except the log out button, which is simply missing. You can send messages and items to other players if you are friends with them. To trade pokémon you will need to be at a pokémon Center, though.

When The Roleplay Starts

One week has passed. Most players are still lingering in New Bark or Cherrygrove, but some have reached Violet City and are about to challenge Falkner. Some have already whited out; the number of players in Johto has gone down to 1674. You are in either of these cities or out in route 29, 30 or 31. It's a free game with lots of possibilities, but the main goal is clear. No one really knows if there is a time limit to how long their bodies can survive in the real world...

Rules

(-o-) Obey the regular PC and RP Corner rules.
(-o-) Rating is T, since there is no gore in MAO and since descriptions of violence and romance should be kept on a decently tasteful level.
(-o-) Bunnying is only allowed when agreed upon beforehand between players.
(-o-) Do not godmod. It's no fun if a player is completely unbeatable or evolves all their pokémon early on.
(-o-) You can capture pokémon without the need for the GM's approval. Exceptions might arise, but you'll notice them.
(-o-) When you want to enter a new area, wait for the GM to describe it first.
(-o-) At first you will only have one main character. Later on you might be allowed to make a second one. At all times, you are allowed to make up either in-game NPCs or other in-game players though!
(-o-) If you didn't read the info under "About the game", go back and do it, lazy.

Sign-Up Sheet

Real Name:
Real Age:
Real Gender:
Personality:
History: (include where on Earth you live)

Avatar Name:
Avatar Age:
Avatar Gender:
Avatar Appearance: (you can provide images, but please describe in text as well)
Starter Pokémon: (just about any non-evolved, non-legendary pokémon. Only use moves they would naturally learn by leveling up. They do not have to be learned in order though!)

Roleplay Sample: (provide a post from another RP you've been in. As recent as possible, but it should still reflect how you are planning to post in this RP. If you really have no sample post, type something up on the spot to show off!)

Accepted Players

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Fuyu · Dec 17, 2012

Real Name

Angel Viola

Real Age

15

Birthstone

Moonstone

Real Gender

Male

Personality

Angel is meek, his temperament more suited to following orders rather than giving them. He works very hard, unconsciously understanding that he is unlikely to get any praise for his efforts. He just doesn't know how to not do work. He takes great joy in small pleasures like a little money or a plastic top. Large toys and gifts, basically anything that could be a big deal, is rather frightening to him. It's like promises. They are the scariest thing in the world. Angel has never been to a big fancy party and sometimes hides from crowds. It is simply too many noises for him to process at one time. Even working in the diner, he has to put his full concentration in it or no good food will flow from the kitchen.

He smiles rather easily, this young lad, so much so that he doesn't realize he's doing it a lot of the time. He spends most of his time content and happy for reasons people can only guess. Even though he can't see people's smiles, Angel can certainly appreciate the happiness that radiates from a person after a well-cooked meal or good event. In truth he's easy to emotion itself, except for anger, which mostly portrays itself as frustration and childish fury. These fits can sometimes last for hours, hence why people are more prone to making him smile. That sort of thing would actually seem like they are spoiling him, but in truth it is because they want to use him.

Angel is a pushover. He has never properly stood up to somebody in his life. The most he has honestly done in the name of defiance is change the fruit fillings in a pie. He is actually too simple-minded to do so properly. Complicated issues like deep friendships, mathematics, or peer pressure have never been his strong suit, so he naively takes a lot of things as they appear. When he is told that is a dangerous idea, in return he thinks slowly on that subject. He is never a fast thinker and a very quiet speaker. His words are typically small answers that leave much to be desired yet he probably doesn't know how to say what's missing. Like with this game. He's never even played a video game before, nor has he ever been able to see before. Believe you me, he's quite confused. And frightened. He wishes he could go back to what he knows, which is cooking, Braille, and his best friend Benjy. Oh and his Shetland pony Apple. At least they make sense.

Also, he is very afraid of dogs. They are too noisy and clingy and mess up his concentration. He will likely become as frozen as a Buneary around any dog Pokemon, even if they are friendly.

History

Angel has lived a remarkably unremarkable life until recently. He was born in a suburban area of Chicago, a place that was well-to-do enough that some people raised chickens in their backyards. Yes Chickens. I'll have you know it's perfectly legal to raise at least two. His mother was (well technically is) a businesswoman, sharp and quick to get things done. She is typically known in two modes: motherly and commanding officer. Papa typically bows to this mode many a time. He himself is a cook at a small but popular diner, being a rather laidback, easily satisfied sort of fellow. Angel was born to these parents almost completely normally. Well, of course, he was also born blind but that is something else, something that actually made the couple rather nervous about having any future children. They were not particularly poor but nor were they rich. There was going to be quite a bit to pay for. So they decided silently to avoid the possibility but not complain if it came up.

If this ever bothered the young lad, Angel never made a whisper of complaint. Instead he took to trying to chase the cat. Cats are very quiet but that was exactly why as a young toddler, he tried to chase after it. It made no noise like his toys so therefore it must be very, very interesting. The cat led him all sorts of places, including into the backyard of someone with chickens. This person was Benjamin Stone, soon to be known as Benjy. Young seven-year-old Benjy's greeting was the worst start to a friendship.

"Can't ya see the sign," the little boy growled grumpily turning away. "No trespassers allowed!"

Angel had only smiled and answered. "Can't see you. Where's my cat?"

The conversation went on like this for quite a while. Benjy was quite an intelligent boy, however, he was puzzled by something: how happy and oddly unconcerned by the situation the boy was. Deciding it would take further study, the young genius decided to befriend the oddity known as Angel. Not really getting this, Angel accepted. It was never precisely a friendship but neither of them was able to hate the other.

Around the age of seven, Ange was tutored at home. He had learned the basics of Braille yet he had very few books to read. Honestly, he could have been sent to public school but his parents wanted to keep an eye on their rather simple minded son. So with that, his father exposed him to the world slowly, letting him help at the diner, teaching him to cook, and letting this boy learn in a silent focused environment. To Benjy, a boy who went to public school, this seemed like a dream come true. Sometimes he would skip over and listen in, inwardly sighing at Angel's inability to grasp math but incredible ability at the sciences. He would frequently tutor him, while in exchange make Angel cook what little he was allowed to make. This was mildly dangerous, as Angel once had mistaken a type of knife and cut his hand open from not being able to hold it properly. Thankfully he survived, leaving his father to end up keeping an eye on him from that point forward in the kitchen.

Benjy, being a smart boy who for some reason despised sitting still, often dragged Angel out of the house. Therefore, they got the boy an assisting animal: a Shetland pony who he called Apple. Originally, she would have been a dog, but Angel had bad experiences with dogs in his neighborhood too many times. Apple would frequently carry him out of the trouble that Benjy got him in. While his friend was genuinely trying to have fun and take him fun places, Benjy's other friends were not so well-intentioned. They frequently blamed misdeeds on the blind boy or made him commit pranks he didn't understand were wrong. Around a year ago, Angel stopped going with them, unhappy with his mother yelling at him for actions he may or may not have committed. It caused a large fight with Benjy, ending with the pair of them not speaking.

When MAO came out, Angel had no idea, having buried himself in helping at the diner. Benjy, feeling rather guilty for the fight, created a character and bought the game for Angel to play, leaving one small thing changed: his gender. When the game started, it was delivered to Angel's home. Curious, the boy played it, only to end up very confused and shaken. After all, for the first time in his life, he could see.

Avatar Name

Ange Lumis

Avatar Age

16

Avatar Gender

Female

Avatar Appearance

Ange's build is smaller than it ought to be, as though her growth period had been ended early. It is very similar to how Angel looks in real life. She is lean, physically capable, but tends to be more agile... if dodging was her first idea of movement. THe avatar's are particularly small but powerful, used for gripping cooking utensilsHer hair is relatively short and wavy, a burnt orange color that mostly spends its time covering her ears. Ange has aqua eyes, something she had never known until recently. The idea of color until now was foreign and for the most part, misunderstood. Benjy had done very well in creating her avatar before, it seemed, accurate down to the sizes of a girl at this age. They are average, almost unremarkable, rather like his best friend would be. Even the scars from where Angel had accidentally slipped with the knife and nearly cut his hand open three years back is a vivid pink on slightly golden skin. She has small dimples in her cheeks and lips easy for smiling.

However good Benjy is at designing, he didn't count on one thing: her outfit is not suited for journeying kthx bai. No really, it's not. He almost forgot to put shoes in. The outfit looks like pajamas. It pretty much is a pair of baby blue pajamas. The sleeves for all of it go down to her wrists and they are thick and fluffy. She is pajama trainer. On her back is a very out of place olive-green rucksack with its many pockets and typical pokeball on the front in a shade of forest green. What is in the bag? Not much, considering she just started playing. She thinks there might be a compass. Maybe. She's never used one before so no one thinks so. What shoes did Benjy throw on her at the last minute you may ask? Moccasins. Yes, grey ones. They will definitely not last long. Let's hope she can find a clothing store.

Starter Pokémon

Gender: Male
[*]Nickname: Sia
[*]Ability: Regenerator
[*]Nature: Gentle
[*]Level: 10
[*]Moves: Psywave, Reflect, Rollout, Screech

Roleplay Sample

From The Children Are Hunted

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Pokemon Team

Sia- (Male Solosis)- Level 10 Screech, Rollout, Psywave, Reflect

Kii- (Female Caterpie)- Level 5 Tackle, String Shot, Bug Bite (can't use very well)

Skymin · Dec 17, 2012

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Sophie O'Brien
Twenty-Two & Female

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Sophie is one to just go with the flow, following what her friends do. As long as it isn't completely ridiculous or out of the blue, Sophie will probably do what you ask her to without any questions. She's a little bit of a people pleaser, doing whatever she can to fuel other's happiness regardless of her own. She's got quite a strong sense of what she thinks is right and wrong so she's willing to tell you if she thinks you're doing something not particularly nice.

As one who's practically been raised by video games, Sophie has a lot to do with them in her life. Whenever she has a spare minute, she's thrashing the buttons on her portable console to try and beat the next boss or finish the next level. She's also a bit of an artist and likes to draw video games as much as possible. In fact, if you look through her sketch book, she has various storylines sketched out and different characters littered between the pages.[/div]

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By the time she hit primary school, her mother became pregnant (later, Sophie would wonder when they would have made time for those kinds of things) and family issues had started to arise. To keep her oblivious from the obvious fights, her father bought her a DS and a Pokémon game and shuffled her off to her room so that she would be so distracted that she couldn't hear the screams between her parents. Surprisingly, it worked perfectly.

Six months later, she was brought home early from school from her heavily pregnant and hysterical mother. The news was told to her very slowly; her father had died in an accident. His car was found with him dead inside it, smouldering next to a large tree. Both Sophie and her brother understood the situation completely and continued on with their lives, just with less money. It didn't feel much different than before anyway. Just less fighting, more crying.

Sophie continued with school, a little depressive for a six year old at first, but it didn't take very long at all for her to go on as if nothing had happened. Her younger brother was born without a father and though her mother tried to fill that void with uncles or boyfriends, there was no use for it anyway. Soon, primary school was over and Sophie started high school. She graduated with high marks, with much of a surprise to her and her mother; Sophie barely remembered studying between playing video games and messing around on the Internet.

When it came to tertiary studies, Sophie had no idea where to go. She had so much expected of her thanks to her unexpected high grades and honestly, hated it. When relatives said "doctor!" or "lawyer!" she said "no way!". She was more of a creative person anyway and when she was accepted into a university doing a bachelor of "fine arts", everyone was a little bit baffled. She also took university as her chance to leave her childhood home and all the bad memories with it. The only thing she took with her, other than clothes and living essentials, was the DS and Pokémon game her father originally gave her.

Now, she lives with her two roommates in a townhouse somewhere near a train station, but still in Brisbane, trying to figure out what to do with her life. When MAO was first announced, as a long time Pokémon fan, Sophie pre-ordered the game as soon as she could and was first at the doors on release morning. She got home as fast as she could, skipped university classes and immersed herself into her computer to get the 'full game experience'. At first, Sophie was going to create a character based entirely off her but changed her mind halfway. She, in real life, would always be a girl, so why not try to be a boy in a 'virtual' reality? Zubat was her starter Pokémon, but only because there were too many to choose from and she let a randomiser do it for her.

So far in game, Sophie hasn't done a whole lot. Trying to get a feel of everything, Sophie (or Birdie, as this was the name she (and now he) had taken on) has spent a great deal of time talking to NPCs in New Bark Town since the lock down. Thinking maybe they would hold clues on how to get out of this virtual prison, but he's had no luck so far. At least he's done a little training though; at the moment, Birdie is roaming in Cherrygrove trying to carefully train her Zubat. [/div]

<<BiRDiE>>
Eighteen & Male

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Clothes wise, he's not exactly sharply dressed nor does he run around in torn clothing. He sticks to what's comfortable; t-shirts, maybe collared shirts every now and again, and a pair of pants, usually jeans or shorts depending on the weather. His shoes are just as plain, toting a pair of comfortable laced shoes. To hold stuff he carries around with him, Birdie also has a normal sized backpack with several pockets for different uses. He keeps his PokéBalls in his pockets or maybe his bag, whatever's easier. Other than that, he has no excess jewellery nor random additions of clothing, asides his glasses. He's just a normal, kinda cute guy with glasses.[/div]

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ZUBAT // Todo ♂ // LV~14
ABiLiTY: Inner Focus // NATURE: Careful // MET AT: Starter Pokémon
MOVESET: Leech Life, Bite, Supersonic
CAUGHT: Starter Pokémon

HOOTHOOT // Kimi ♀ // LV~9
ABiLiTY: Inner Focus // NATURE: Mild // MET AT: Route 30
MOVESET: Growl, Tackle, Hypnosis, Foresight

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moon · Dec 17, 2012

I haven't posted a RP for months now so shush xD

You are both reserved.

Sapphire Rose · Dec 17, 2012

Please reserve me a spot ^^ this looks really fun :3

moon · Dec 17, 2012

Gladly! You are reserved as well. I guess there's no rush with finishing the SUs. The RP won't start until Thursday at the verrrrry earliest but it's more likely that I'll wait until Saturday.

Claire* · Dec 17, 2012

Uhm... Can I reserve a spot? :)

moon · Dec 17, 2012

@ Claire, no. Everyone but you can.

*reserves a nice spot for Claire*

curiousnathan · Dec 17, 2012

This looks absoloutely amazing! I would definitely enter, but I'm already really busy with other roleplays. Nice work RHCP, your roleplays are always outstanding.

Squirrel · Dec 17, 2012

This looks like a really interesting RP, I'd like to reserve a spot please if possible! :)

Spoiler:

Real Name: William Clark
Real Age: 16
Real Gender: Male
Personality: On first glance many describe him as somewhat arrogant and abrasive, but those that know him are well aware of Will's kind-hearted nature and ability to inspire others. Having never been good at making friends, Will's natural reaction to new faces is to be as intimidating as possible until they prove their worth as otherwise they'd likely just disappoint him; those that are close to him however know all about this front and have learnt to ignore the rude comments often sent their way. Will is a naturally shy boy who'll do his best to stay away from others, historically leading him into a plethora of awkward situations when he's left alone to deal with huge tasks, but he'd never be brave enough to ask for help since to him that'd just be showing his weakness. His parents try to make him socialise with the neighbourhood kids by offering treats and rewards but this effort is wasted as if anything it only makes him want to stay away from others even more. He doesn't hate his parents by any means, but he has a natural affinity to doing the opposite of what they say, most recently being showcased by their pleas for him not to try on the NerveGear due to the nature of it taking over your brain and re-wiring all of your nerve connections; if only he'd learnt to listen to them. He was in too much of a rush to pay attention to their warnings since waiting around was never Will's style - he always felt it made life far too boring. Since entering MAO, Will has stayed clear of other players where possible and has done his best to keep up a good pace of training whilst growing a surprisingly strong bond with his parter Pokémon, but on the inside he knows that none of this is real and has been doubting the promise of death upon whiting out in-game; he's certainly not willing to risk finding out though. Having always been a bit of a nerd with his love of video games and anime, Will decided upon the name of 'Tamaki' for his avatar, named after his favourite anime character.
History: (include where on Earth you live)

Avatar Name: Tamaki
Avatar Age: 17
Avatar Gender: Male
Avatar Appearance:

Spoiler:

With long dirty blonde hair forming pointed bundles on all sides of his head accompanied by dark green eyes and sleek steel-wire framed glasses resting on his slender nose, Tamaki is Will's best attempt at creating what others would consider a 'handsome' avatar. His medium height and thin build certainly don't make Tamaki appear as a very formidable opponent, especially not when the stakes as high as survival, but the intimidating looks of anger that fill his face on a regular basis more than make up for this. His typical attire consists of a white shirt covered by a black suit jacket and matching black tie with accompanying tight smart black trousers; however it's rare to see him with his top button done up and tie fastened correctly as despite his attempt at choosing smart looking clothes he had always hated looking so formal. He keeps a pointed tooth shaped necklace around his neck as a reminder of his shark-tooth duplicate in reality serving as a constant reminder of his best friend Lizzie who presented it to him a few days before trying on the NerveGear.

Starter Pokémon:

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Skorupi ♂

Level 12

Nature: Lonely

Ability: Battle Armour

Moves: Bite, Poison Sting, Leer, Knock Off, Pin Missile

Roleplay Sample: From Sword Art Online: Infinity Edition.

Spoiler:

Rapp - Floor 8 Town Center
"Oh and it must be one handed and light! If you could do all that I would really appreciate it!" echoed Dante as he finished his request.

"Ahh, now you're talking! Finally a challenge worthy of my forging prowess. It'll take a little while to find the materials for crafting a sword of that strength so you may want to come back in a couple of hours; I'll message you when it's done." Without waiting for a reply, Rapp hurried back into his storeroom as he began contemplating what materials to use and exactly how to craft them. His adventures so far in the world of Aincrad had led him to build up vast quantities of materials so he had no doubt that he'd have what he needed - it was just a case of working out exactly what that would be.

Rapp cascaded around the room ransacking every cupboard and draw that he came across to find the perfect materials to use. "Let's see, I'll use the Veral Ore that I just obtained as a sturdy lightweight base, gleam it with a Frost Gem extract for extra swift responses, tip the blade with... hmm... perhaps... Oh of course, these razor sharp Polished Spiral Shell Shards will do the trick for a devastatingly sharp Sword Skill bonus! And a handle crafted from the ancient Polway tree in Floor 7's meadows should add a lot of strength to each blow, bound with the cured hide of the rare aquatic monsters of Floor 6's lakes to add some extra durability... Oh but that might be too heavy, perhaps a Cow Hide binding instead...? But then the strength is lost... Ahh I know, a Snakeskin binding studded with Topaz Gems should be perfect!" He stood still for a second whilst contemplating his findings. "Right, that's everything, time to get to work!"

Rapp gathered the materials on his workbench and started hammering at each piece to craft the perfect array of parts for his new masterpiece. However when he reached the Veral Ore core, a problem arose. A message appeared before his eyes: "Insufficient level of forgery to craft.". Crap, what am I going to do now? I promised him this blade... I only need a tiny amount of experience till I'm able to craft that but that'd take to long... He paced back and forth contemplating how to explain himself to Dante before noticing the Alchemy handbook placed open on his desk from his earlier revelation. "Oh of course, I'll just make a Potion of Forgery to boost my skill for a little while!"

Having found the page listing the Potion of Forgery's information, Rapp read through the potion's properties to try and work out the ingredients. "Aroma of sulfur, that should be Morrowwart..." Rapp grabbed the herb from under his desk as he winced at the smell and continued reading before gathering the ingredients. "A black-ish hue - the only herbs I know to produce a black solution would be Heralt Weed or Nodalbrim, I'll try both! And lastly... A sweet taste that stings the throat." Rapp closed his eyes as he concentrated, thinking back through everything he had learnt. "Sweet but stings, what on Aincrad could that be?" He smacked his palm against his forehead before remembering back to the first time he'd ever met his friend Rayle. She'd been complaining of a sore throat when they had first met and she was famous for her love of sweet things, but what had she been eating? Rapp suddenly realised as he shouted out loud: "Iban Due, of course!"

He combined the ingredients together one-by-one before coming up with two possible potions to try out. Without hesitating, he tried both at once and hoped that one would work. "Hmm, let's try this out!" As he began walking over to the bench, he unintentionally dashed forward straight into the opposite wall before standing back dazed and rubbing his head. "Owww, I guess I found the ingredients for a speed potion too then!" He noted down his findings before carefully walking over to his bench to begin work. Hammering away at the materials, no restriction messages appeared this time making him feel pleased with himself at having created the right potion. As he carefully applied the Studded Snakeskin Bounds, the sword starting shining brightly in the light as he raised up the blue-tinted blade and took a swing watching it slice through the air. Ahh yes, now this is good. This is very good. Too good for Dante I reckon! He grinned wildly whilst swiping at the screen in front of him excitedly typing out his message to Dante.

To: Dante
Subject: IT'S DONE!!!
It's done, it's done! Come back instantly, you have to see it! This is my best piece of work yet, it'll last you easily until the 20th floor, most likely even to floor 30 or higher! The gleaming blue blade is glossed with frost gem extract giving it a wonderful shine and it'll be as swift as you could possibly want, plus the razor-sharp tip will really do wonders on boosting your Sword Skills. Just imagine your pretty purple flower dance but three times as fast and fifty times sharper! Plus it won't weigh you down at all with the super light-weight core and the handle should be a truly comfortable fit with the rare wood that it's made from, also making it twice as forceful with each blow! Anyway you'll see for yourself, just get here now!

Rapp eagerly awaited Dante's return as he continued to stare at his beautiful creation, the Twilight Blade.

Nevermind, out of time!

moon · Dec 17, 2012

Curious. said:
This looks absoloutely amazing! I would definitely enter, but I'm already really busy with other roleplays. Nice work RHCP, your roleplays are always outstanding.

Thanks, though you praise me far too much :p Maybe if you get more time on your hands in the future, you'll come join us~

AlexOzzyCake said:
This looks like a really interesting RP, I'd like to reserve a spot please if possible! :)

Spoiler:

Real Name: William Clark
Real Age: 16
Real Gender: Male
Personality: On first glance many describe him as somewhat arrogant and abrasive, but those that know him are well aware of Will's kind-hearted nature and ability to inspire others. Having never been good at making friends, Will's natural reaction to new faces is to be as intimidating as possible until they prove their worth as otherwise they'd likely just disappoint him; those that are close to him however know all about this front and have learnt to ignore the rude comments often sent their way. Will is a naturally shy boy who'll do his best to stay away from others, historically leading him into a plethora of awkward situations when he's left alone to deal with huge tasks, but he'd never be brave enough to ask for help since to him that'd just be showing his weakness. His parents try to make him socialise with the neighbourhood kids by offering treats and rewards but this effort is wasted as if anything it only makes him want to stay away from others even more. He doesn't hate his parents by any means, but he has a natural affinity to doing the opposite of what they say, most recently being showcased by their pleas for him not to try on the NerveGear due to the nature of it taking over your brain and re-wiring all of your nerve connections; if only he'd learnt to listen to them. He was in too much of a rush to pay attention to their warnings since waiting around was never Will's style - he always felt it made life far too boring. Since entering MAO, Will has stayed clear of other players where possible and has done his best to keep up a good pace of training whilst growing a surprisingly strong bond with his parter Pokémon, but on the inside he knows that none of this is real and has been doubting the promise of death upon whiting out in-game; he's certainly not willing to risk finding out though.
History: (include where on Earth you live)

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Starter Pokémon: (just about any non-evolved, non-legendary pokémon)

Roleplay Sample: (provide a post from another RP you've been in. As recent as possible, but it should still reflect how you are planning to post in this RP. If you really have no sample post, type something up on the spot to show off!)

Certainly, you are reserved.

Jason Wolf · Dec 17, 2012

I'll ask for a reserve on one condition. would my character be allowed to attack other trainers out of desperation if he was losing a battle? Its my current central idea for my character.

moon · Dec 17, 2012

jasonwolf said:
I'll ask for a reserve on one condition. would my character be allowed to attack other trainers out of desperation if he was losing a battle?

Hm. I was thinking we wouldn't be as bound by turns and rules in battles as the old games were - at least I am planning to do it more like in the anime, only with health bars I guess.

So I guess it wouldn't be impossible, as the player's human character is a realistic enough entity even in the midst of a battle. Your character would probably get a really bad reputation for doing so, though. Kind of equal to player killers in other games :p

Hey, I was thinking about having some kind of professions that the players could go about doing besides training, to make the world seem more alive. I didn't include them in the final thread, but I think maybe I'd want to implement them anyways. It would be stuff like:

Breeder (taking other people's pokémon in and watching over them until they produce an egg MAGICALLY OK no adult stuff it's a game u know. Only breeders can make pokémon produce eggs. This sounds so obscene. But it isn't)
Tutor (like a daycare on the move, training other people's pokémon for money. Tutors could teach pokémon moves they don't naturally have in their level-up moves list)
Crafter (crafting evolution items from parts, for money. They can find items out in routes, that no one else can find)
Chemist (gathering berries and plants to make potions for selling. Probably only chemists would be able to find and pick berries if this was a profession)
Angler (the only ones who can use the Super Rod and they will catch rarer pokémon with the Good Rod than others will. People can pay them to capture water types for them, or trade other pokémon for the angler's caught ones)

And you could suggest professions to me and I could include them in the RP if they sound alright.

Squirrel · Dec 17, 2012

Red's Hawt Chibi Pelippers said:
Hey, I was thinking about having some kind of professions that the players could go about doing besides training, to make the world seem more alive. I didn't include them in the final thread, but I think maybe I'd want to implement them anyways. It would be stuff like:

Breeder (taking other people's pokémon in and watching over them until they produce an egg MAGICALLY OK no adult stuff it's a game u know. Only breeders can make pokémon produce eggs. This sounds so obscene. But it isn't)
Tutor (like a daycare on the move, training other people's pokémon for money. Tutors could teach pokémon moves they don't naturally have in their level-up moves list)
Crafter (crafting evolution items from parts, for money. They can find items out in routes, that no one else can find)
Chemist (gathering berries and plants to make potions for selling. Probably only chemists would be able to find and pick berries if this was a profession)
Angler (the only ones who can use the Super Rod and they will catch rarer pokémon with the Good Rod than others will. People can pay them to capture water types for them, or trade other pokémon for the angler's caught ones)

And you could suggest professions to me and I could include them in the RP if they sound alright.

I really like this idea, it'll make the game a fair bit more interesting especially with player interactions. Pherhaps something like a TM Manufacturer or Safari Hunter or Treasure Hunter for more jobs...? Fossil Hunter? Researcher? Berry Farmer? I'm not certain what some of them would do, but just some ideas if you wanted more paha.

moon · Dec 17, 2012

K R I S S U

Real Name: Christina Applemoss
Real Age: 17
Real Gender: Female

Personality: Christina would call herself a nerd. She doesn't get out much and would rather stay at home watching a new anime episode or playing a game than go to a party. Luckily, her school hasn't got the worst case of "coolkids vs geeks" so she there isn't really anyone who says she can't be who she is. She even had a best friend there, whose name was Malcolm. He had ugly glasses just like her and didn't have a care in the world besides what pokémon he was going to put on his team in the new game. Just like her.

In the real world, Christina loved to laugh and be silly. She knew that she wasn't hot in any way and had accepted that guys didn't look her way. It didn't bother her anymore; maybe she was becoming mature? She isn't easily scared and doesn't get sad easily. This has led people to believe that she is remarkably shallow for being such a geek, but in truth she often ponders deeper questions in life and can get lost in thought incredibly easily. She just doesn't see the point of letting bad stuff bring you down, at least not without a struggle.

When our story starts though, Krissu's mood has changed, possibly permanently. She hardly ever laughs anymore, even though Litwick does its best to make her. Her otherwise beautiful face often wears a scorn of determination. All she can think of is to find strong pokémon and keep fighting on. To lay low would be to give up and after what happened... Krissu would never give up again.

History: Christina grew up in a small city in Scotland. Her avatar retains her nice dialect. Her father was a teacher, luckily not in Christina's school, and her mother was a painter. Christina had not always liked the paintings that her mother put up around the house, but as she grew older she was starting to appreciate them more. She could actually understand what her mother had felt when she painted some of them now. She was the only child and over the course of her life she had gained many different friends that she had brought home, but none remained her close friend for very long. It might have been that Christina was more obsessed with her interests than with being friends, or it might have been that she was just generally too intense for the other kids. Christina had told herself that it was her mother's ugly paintings, until she grew old enough to accept the fact that she had only herself to blame.

When MAO was announced, Christina was already a big pokémon fan. She made sure to get a copy and spent a long time designing her avatar. It looked a lot like a person from one of her animes, but she figured other people would also be inspired by already existing characters when making their profiles, so she thought it would be ok. Normally when she played pokémon, she liked to have diverse and exotic teams, preferably with a lot of offensive power. But now she thought she should try to be a softer trainer and picked the cute Litwick to start off with.

Malcolm acquired the game too, and they met up inside the game as planned. Together, they explored the first route and Christina was really happy. This world was immense. It was so real. Here, she and Malcolm could be the good looking prince and princess that they deserved to be! When the lockdown happened, Christina was afraid at first, but Malcolm calmed her down and said that they'd better take it easy and see how other players fared before they did anything rash. And so they stayed in Cherrygrove for the first days, together with many others. A random NPC kid asked Christina for a battle but she refused apologetically, saying that she'd given up the game already. Malcolm accepted in her place, to get some casual training in since the NPC kid was so weak. It wouldn't be a risk. When the kid's pokémon had its health down in the red area, Malcolm's was still just below the green.

She would always remember how he had looked back on her and winked. Piece of cake, she could see him think, before the NPC kid got a critical hit. Malcolm's face gained a surprised look as his pokémon fainted and the whole body of his avatar turned white as snow. Then it shattered, into a thousand pieces of glimmering data that the wind quickly carried away. At that moment, Christina disappeared and Krissu truly entered the scene.

Avatar Name: Krissu
Avatar Age: 17
Avatar Gender: Female

Avatar Appearance: Krissu is 170 cm tall and lanky, without much in terms of curvature. She is designed to be a beautiful girl, something Christina took great care with. Her face is delicate and thin with pink lips and large eyes with reddish irises but not too suggestive eyelashes. The most striking feature is her long, bubblegum pink hair. It is bushy but most of it reaches down below her breasts, where it is kept loosely in two red ribbons.

Her clothing firstly consists of a simple, black, armless dress. Most of her legs is covered by dark gray stockings and on her feet she wears cute, blue strap shoes. On her upper body, she wears a white hooded coat, most often with the hood pulled back. The coat can be closed in the front by a number of small, bronze fastening buckles. Krissu's bag is of the same blue color as her shoes and is carried over the shoulder with the strap going across her chest. Her pokéballs lie in side pockets on the bag, rather easily accessible.

Roleplay Sample: From Checkmate.

Spoiler:

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Pokémon Team:

WICK (Litwick)
Level: ~12 || Type: Ghost/Fire
Gender: Male || Ability: Shadow Tag || Nature: Jolly
Moveset: Ember, Night Shade, Minimize, Smog, Fire Spin, Confuse Ray

TAT (Rattata)
Level: ~6 || Type: Normal
Gender: Male || Ability: Guts || Nature: Bold
Moveset: Tackle, Tail Whip, Focus Energy, Quick Attack, Bite

COL (Tentacool)
Level: ~7 || Type: Water/Poison
Gender: Male || Ability: Liquid Ooze || Nature: Rash
Moveset: Poison Sting, Supersonic, Constrict

DRILL (Kakuna)
Level: ~9 || Type: Bug/Poison
Gender: Male || Ability: Shield Dust || Nature: Rash
Moveset: Poison Sting, String Shot

Retro Bug · Dec 17, 2012

RHCP, you know I cannot resist your RPs. (Stop making them so darn appealing!) Since I'm going on break and next semester have an easier course load I'll be able to participate in this and Checkmate (since we're going relatively slow for now)

Blah blah blah aside, reserve me a spot? :)

Real Name: Amell Porcitti
Real Age: 15
Real Gender: Male

Personality: Amell is a reserved individual when he is around people who he doesn't know. In school he sits with his friends but he rarely participates in the daily conversations. He acts very awkward around them as he feels that they couldn't handle his real persona. Each and every day he waits until he can escape into his online reality and freely express himself. He loves the thrill of escapism from everyday struggles that he goes through.

He wishes that he could change his entire identify to match his online one. The constant struggles he has with speaking up is what holds him back. Despite wanting to be himself he doesn't want to disrupt the balanced life he lives and those around him. So he goes through motions but sometimes he gets a little bravery boost only to his disappointment when his friend's and family don't act in a positive manner. His dad is a very strict man and doesn't tolerate behavior that he considers strays from the norm, his norm.

Being Fara, like this game it gives him a chance to do it, allows him to become very colorful and experimental. Given this revised personality Amell is able to feel more like himself or rather herself than ever before. Amell's effeminacy is one of the main reasons he chose to create his avatar as a lady. Being a strategic person Amell picked up that people trust girls far more often than guys, which is a critical mistake. As Fara Amell is one what call a femme fatale, she's dangerously beauty. She's also as cunning as she is dangerous this makes her a handful. She manipulates people until she doesn't know what to do with them and then abandons them without telling them she's doing so. Fara is a social butterfly and actually likes getting to know her "victims" before she leaves them. She feels it's best to sever all ties because she doesn't want to be put in the same situation that she is putting them in. This attitude has left her numb and conflicted about all of her emotions that she tends to ignore.

History: Born two decades after his other siblings as the third son, fourth child of a military family. From the moment he was welcomed into the household he had expectations and goals expected of him. His father had his whole life mapped out, literally, for him. The family had already produced a lawyer and a police officer now all they needed was a doctor and that was to be Amell. That was until the day came when he fainted at the sight of fake blood. It was for a Halloween party for his class where his classmates and himself were allowed to dress up as all kinds of creatures. Of course, Amell's father insisted that he be a zombie doctor who ate his patients instead of giving them treatment. While his father applied the fake blood he kept his eyes closed in order to concentrate so that he remained steady. Soon after a mirror was handed to him to check out the handy work that was so detailed Amell truly believed that he was bleeding from the mouth. He hit his head on the dining room table when he fell forward during his fainting spell hence him not remembering that day. From that day on his father treated differently while he kept him at a distance as all his dreams and hopes for his last son just shattered and there wasn't anything he could do about it.

With his siblings being twenty years older than him he rarely got the chance to interact with them. They were never around during his childhood because they quickly acquired families and children with whom they spent their time. This left Amell with his mother who was one quirky lady and where he gets his most of his from. She spent her time at a local pottery place where she crafted her famous pottery that was displayed all over the household. Every Saturday since Amell was nine they've gone to the exact same pottery place and had fun. Amell knew that his mother hated being around his father more than she had to. She still loved his father but he was a lot to deal with and constantly be around on a daily basis. Amell loved the time he spent with his mother even though he knew his father didn't approve of such quality time.

Pokemon was Amell's first obsession and possibly even true love. He was able to escape his father's harsh words and just focus on his team. A team that was always all female and usually had excellent defense and offensive move sets so that he never lost a battle. He preferred to not have to reset because he hardly saved his game because he was too engrossed in said game to pause it even for a second. Quickly he developed favorites and members that he just knew he had to always have on his team. Even though the story and team became repetitive in a way it didn't stop Amell from playing every single one. By the time Amell itched for a new game he acquired MAO and instantly became hooked as was to be expected. Lucky enough he was able to snag a spot in line for the pre-order sales due to his intent awareness of when the games who were available for it. Before he unwrapped his most anticipated treasure he decided that he would do it all differently this time. That's why he chose a male Pokemon starter and intends on sticking with that theme unless he finds his next one happens be a female. After he spent quality time on his avatar he relied on its looks to get him farther in the game. He hoped that he would gain a reputation so he started the rumor that Fara's codename was "The Slayer". She supposedly viciously attack players until they whited out despite the fact of them being new to MAO. Ruthless was another characteristic thrusted upon her but one she adapted to with ease. Clueless of the fact that Fara had never actually participated in any of these guilty pleasures she apparently divulged in. He came to a realization that being the "villain" was actually a satisfying occupation Amell set his sights on becoming the cruelest player one was to come across thus arriving at present day...

Avatar Name: Fara O'Shay
Avatar Age: 22
Avatar Gender: Female

Avatar Appearance: Amell redesigned Fara several times a day before he committed to an actual look like he felt suited him and her. With a combination of attractive physical traits from his mother and those he had looked up online he had created what he felt was truly perfection. Fara stands at 5'10", a height where it is usual for her to tower over the other girls and even some of the males. Her dark complected skin also set her apart from most as she find it rare to come across another character with the same pigment as her. To compliment her skin she had wide-eyed brown eyes which were deceptively inviting to anyone willing to look. Giving her something to nervously play with was her long, black, curly hair that went passed her shoulders. Most of the time she kept in a ponytail that way it didn't distract her but if she is trying to distract someone with her offhanded beauty she'll let it be free.

To mold herself after the image of her reputation Fara wears an opened-up, black, leather jacket that's length only goes to the middle of her ribcage. Surprisingly enough above the chest pockets is where she had sewn in a horizontal spot for her Pokeball's to be attached to via velcro, three on each side. Underneath a purposely worn looking t-shirt stood in display. An attraction that never failed to capture the eyes of those around her were her long, slender legs. She covered them with very skin tight jeans which were easier to run away in a haste than people thought. In order to captivate more glances her way she wears a pair of black in color, strapped heels. To stare down her opponents/victims without them taking notice she selected a pair of golden framed, green lensed colored sunglasses. Never not in her hands were small purse handles but the black purse itself looked like a shopping bag.

Starter Pokémon:

Barino

Gender: ♂ || Ability: Poison Point || Nature: Rash
Moveset: Growl, Tail Whip, Scratch, Poison Point, and Double Kick

Roleplay Sample: From La Famiglia

Spoiler:

As the blur that was Camellia strolled passed her Ari was quick to roll her eyes before her Adept could catch on. Her steps were slow yet deliberate because she didn't want be around Camellia's happiness for too long. She had this way of irritating Ari with her choice of words and how she phrased them. Ari's biggest fault was letting Camellia in for long enough that she was able to read her true emotions even through her harsh words. Her mind told her to run in the opposite direction away from Camellia and away from this ball. She wanted in that moment to be by her father's side but she had a duty she must fulfill for La Famiglia. Ari took a second to herself outside her room before she entered and took her seat. She loved her room it was the ultimate playhouse for all of Ari's desires but they were safely hidden in the walls. The seat she took was behind a wooden desk that was craved with different designs and each looked similar to one another. She ran her hands over twists and turns that the wood made. All she wanted to do with her make-up was thicken her eyeliner and reapply her lipstick but Camellia insisted on playing stylist.

"You look so pretty! Marcus is sure to fall for you tonight," she said offhandedly as she helped herself to Ari's bathroom mirror, "Ari and Marcus sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G…"

"Marcus? Gross," Ari's voiced strained as she talked, she felt like lying but somehow she couldn't do it with conviction. "I don't know where you got that idea from but you should keep it to yourself." Those words brought the confidence back to Ari's voice while she shifted the mirror to look at her reflection. It worked but it wasn't her style but perhaps if it caught Marcus's attention…

"I need in here so you can do your clown make-up elsewhere," She smirked; she still had it, that drive to make other people miserable. It didn't show in Camellia's face that she was the slight bit offended by her remark, which drove Ari crazy. Ari wanted to wipe the look off her face so she slammed the door as Camellia turned to say something. On a slim metal hanger held her most risqué dress, which was saved especially for this night. The annual ball was most impressionable night of La Famiglia. This was her scene and her scene alone despite the competition that rose up every once and awhile. When she saw Camellia in the nude she had begun to doubt the attractiveness of her self-image.

Ari slipped out of her old dress and replaced it with less material but more oomph. White in color, two thin straps covered with opaque jewels held up the dress. The jewels trailed down the straps onto the chest were they bordered the edge. A strip of white fabric appeared in an upward facing arrow underneath the jewel decorations. In several layers was the rest of the dress, which didn't go passed Ari's knees but none of her dresses did. The first layer shimmered and appeared silver unless viewed at the right angle then it became apparent that it was apparent. Beneath the first layer were many layers of just plain white dress material that kept the dress from showing off too much. Ari took the time to raid her jewelry box for earrings that befit this outfit. There were shiny studs, glittery hoops, and even a pair of diamonds in the small, round box. In the end she decided on a pair of teardrop shaped earrings, there was an opening shaped in the same teardrop form. They had the same opaque jewelry on its edges as the dress. Her own teardrop inched down her face as she recalled the day her father had gifted them to her the day of her 17th birthday… She slammed shut the jewelry box in hopes that it shut the memories that leaked forward from the back of her mind. She slipped her hands through three bangles all black in color that were dotted with tiny jewels and located on her left arm. To compliment her black accessories she removed her cherry red lipstick and reapplied a much darker shade. Ari failed to realize her entire wardrobe and glamorized change took a half an hour. Before she went off with Camellia arm in arm she securely strapped on a pair of black heels.

"Ari, can we please go lick that sculpture?" She giggled.

"Yes Camellia, let's act like idiots in front of the whole Famiglia!" She huffed, she felt insulted that suggestion would even be brought up but admitted that it did sound fun. "I'm the Head of Intelligence but someone lower in the ranks such as you can feel free to do that!"

Ari pulled her "elegant" gown upwards and took off from her Adept a little too eagerly. All she wanted was a moment to cool down. She truly cared for Camellia who brought out the best in her but not without the bad. Ari spotted all the current members of the La Famiglia who had contracted with the Arcana Tarocco Cards. There were more than she remembered, last year's ball held a smaller group. Another sight that she wished she never came upon was the filthy Coin Apprentice from earlier. Ari laughed as she thought about how Annabelle's upmost respect must be given to her by night's end.

"Annabeth," Ari flashed a smile as she walked up to the Apprentice. Her body language seemed receptive yet her eyes told a more sinister tale. "You know what you should do? Dance. Maybe with a boy that can stand the sight of you… Dear god, what are you wearing? Clearly you would've been better off in that maid's outfit."

Her eyes fell to her next victim who stood just stood in the background of Annabelle. She had to walk clear across the room with her heels that clicked and clacked the entire way on the ballroom floor. The young Apprentice, who looked quite dapper for a newcomer was her mark and she intended on getting him to do what she wanted. She'd feed him a couple worms and then baited him in now it was time to set him free.

"Tobi, dance?" Ari snatched Tobi's hands not willing to take rejection and placed them on her now prominent hips. She giggled as if his touched made her feel something special but in reality it revolted her that this kid had his rough hands on her even if she put them there. His need for attention was obvious when Ari watched him lap up her every word earlier without objection. "Remember our deal? You drop that sack of bile name Annabella and I'll get you in with Marcus!" Ari took one of Tobi's hand held it up and spun underneath. She leaned in closely and ran her hand through his hair and genuinely smiled at him. Not because she felt an attraction toward him but because she knew her plan had to work, it just had to. With the smirk returned to her face she promptly excused herself from Tobi's presence and headed towards Aerous who stood at the bottom of the staircase.

"Why on earth aren't we trusting Marcus to oversee Nova?" Ari wondered outloud her voice purposely loud enough to reach Aerous's ears. "Or even Oda! At least we know they won't go overboard." She blew a kiss toward Aerous and the image of a pair of lips floated through the air towards Aerous. The lips crumbled right as they were to touch Aerous's skin clearly the work of Ari's illusions skills. She tossed her hair back as she strutted with poise toward the beautiful Miss Camellia, something Aerous would say.

"Well, your brother looks... "Ari's eyes were peeled to Marcus when she noticed how nicely he cleaned up. Her own dress matched his outfit almost as if she had planned it that way... She hurried to finish before Camellia caught on to why she stopped mid sentence. "Too serious! He needs to lighten up and have some fun!"

moon · Dec 17, 2012

"relatively slow" xD But yeah, of course I'll reserve you!

I think TM moves could be covered by the Tutor profession (since I think we should only let pokémon learn the natural level-up moves by leveling up) and berry farming is done by Chemists. Fossils is interesting, I'm not sure how to make it a worthwhile profession though. Researchers could perhaps get some fun treat, I'm not sure what they would do "for a living" though.

Oh, a custom pokéball maker! Like Kurt. Someone who could gather Apricorns and maybe some other stuff to craft different kinds of pokéballs.

Seth Rollins · Dec 17, 2012

Wow, this looks fun! Reserve a spot for me, I will post my SU tomorrow.

Meganium · Dec 17, 2012

I.....I CAN'T RESIST.

reserve plzkthx! I love this!!

moon · Dec 17, 2012

Oh my, this is filling up fast, isn't it? Of course you can't resist ;D

Both of you are reserved.

Monster Art Online (OOC)

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