Mr. Mystery: A tad skimpy, but ultimately, I feel you have potential. Your starter will be Mudkip.
Accepted.
As soon as one more person joins, I'll start it and post my sign-up. However, sign-ups will remain open until all starters have been taken.
EDIT:
No one in this RP has caught any Pokemon, let alone legendaries. Also, I did ask that those who haven't participated in a roleplay before provide a small sample of their writing abilities that they made up on the spot.
Super Smash Kid: Please refer to the above quote. I cannot accept you.
Quasar99: And now you are
accepted. I'll give you Squirtle. Hopefully that will do. :]
Sharpay_Is_Fabulous: Could you be a little more detailed, as well as provide a RP sample?
Pending.
Name: Katrina Lee
Nickname: Kat
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g26/RenoOfDaTurks/l_b0ead65552bd71e736e5d80a86462b38.jpg
Kat is small, weighing a mere 90 pounds. Her blonde hair is cut in a choppy style, bangs hovering tentatively over her left eye. The front has been streaked with black, and dark blue hair extensions have been added to make her hair appear longer. A butterfly barrette sits on the right. Heavy makeup cakes her blue-green eyes. Almost no makeup is worn on the rest of the face, save a bit of lip gloss from time to time. Her nails are almost always manicured. A deep blue tube top adorns her upper half, blending in perfectly with her hair extensions. Her lower half is covered by jeans--blue of course, though a much lighter shade than her top. The two pieces of clothing that aren't blue are her Ugg boots that she wears over her jeans, as well as the typical female trainer bag that is slung low around her hips--both of which are a light tan hue.
Personality: Though Kat appears to be a prissy young thing, she is far from it. She's quite abrasive and fiery, often flinging hidden insults. She generally feels she can do things on her own, however, that often leaves others to rescue her when she figures out that she can't. Kat gets discouraged easily, She takes a while to warm up to people, but when she does, she is an invaluable ally. She loves both strong and cute Pokemon. Fortunately, in her mind, all Pokemon fall into one category or the other. Despite her age, she smokes, always having her trusty Camel 9's and aqua blue lighter in the pocket of her trainer bag. She is a vegetarian.
History: The lovely Kat is from Goldenrod, the radio city. She grew up around Pokemon, visiting the breeder occasionally. She always wanted to be a trainer, and everyone knew it. What they didn't know was whether or not she had the will to make it. When the dream didn't come immediately on her 11th birthday, the girl turned to a more glamorous lifestyle--modeling. Had she stayed in the profession, she would still have a job, but the rash blonde quit her job the second she found out about the radio contest, before she even entered.
RP Sample: The blonde swept her cornflower-and-magenta hair into a low ponytail. Her deep blue eyes fixated on the sign before her. At 5'3", she was exactly eye-level with the letters carved deep into the wood. Though the sign was clearly weather-beaten, and had seen better days, there was no mistaking those five letters scrawled across the chipped surface:
KANTO. An arrow below pointed the way to a place called Viridian City.
This... she thought.
This is the place where I'm to get my first Pokemon. The corners of her mouth turned up into a smile, the sun dancing on her vanilla flavored lip gloss. She could feel the heat on her back, pressing on her shoulder blades like a good massage. Her lips parted as a sigh escaped her. If she was going to be in weather like this throughout her journey, it would be well worth the turmoil.
Deciding she had lingered long enough, she continued along the path. It wasn't far now. Based on the map, she determined it was maybe a fifteen minute walk, at the most. Putting one foot in front of the other, she walked briskly towards her destination. Pidgey flew overhead, soaring through the ocean blue skies. A group of Caterpie poked around in the tall grass, hiding from any predators while foraging for food.
What do Caterpie eat? the blonde asked herself.
Maybe I do have a little more to learn about Pokemon. Another wooden sign could be seen ahead, loosely nailed onto a sad post. 'Watch out for wild Beedril' the sign commanded. Someone had lightly crossed off 'Beedril' and scribbled 'Brad the Great' in boyish, blocky letters under the name of the Bug Pokemon. A shudder ran down her spine. She wrinkled her nose. She'd always thought that bees, along with insects of any kind, were absolutely disgusting.
A little further, and she could see the outlines of buildings among the trees, their shadowy silhouettes making the structures appear to be playing a game of hide and seek, and she was the seeker. When she neared the city, her smile faded.
"How...quaint." She was obviously expecting something a bit more..elegant. Glancing around, she noticed quite a few people around. "Guess they're into that...unrefined sort of life." She giggled to herself. "Well, my photographer did say 'Natural is the new black!' He's been here, I'll bet."
Unable to locate the lab, she flagged down a boy around her age, perhaps a year or two older. His jet black hair fell over his face, and he carried a look of defiance. "Excuse me...commoner...could you direct me to Professor Willow's lab?" She pulled her white sunglasses down the bridge of her nose, the plastic frame resting neatly on the perky tip of her button nose.
He shot her a look, but once her eyes met his, he melted into the pools of deep blue. "Y-yeah..." he stammered. "That way..." The boy pointed to his left.
The blonde smiled. "Thanks, you're a doll." Though she was sure the boy expected a kiss as payment, she turned her back before he could further defile her with his presence.
As if I'd even look at a commoner, she thought to herself. Upon reaching the lab, she banged on the door, as if her intent was to break it down, not to gain entrance.
"Ugh. She should be waiting for me. I shouldn't be the one looking for her." She opened the door and let herself in, crossing the threshold into a dark lab. "Great...just like out of those creepy zombie movies..." she muttered under her breath.
"It's me!" She yelled. "Kat!" No answer. A sigh of annoyance escaped her parted lips. Giving up, she went searching for the woman who was supposed to be standing at the door with a selection of perfect Pokemon.
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Granted, I realize that a RP sample isn't required for me, seeing as how I'm the creator, but I feel it's only fair to show you all my style, as you've all gotten a taste of each other's.
Kat's Pokemon is Charmander.