Cineris Titan Academy OOC

Name: Professor Kenji Enigma Dárkrose.
Age: 22
Appearance:


Kenji stands at about 6ft 7. His Gray, messy hair is around medium length. He has a slimmer build. His usual clothes are a mix of the clothes above. He's reasonably handsome, and would be a hit with the ladies if he wasn't so into his job.
Personality: Kenji is a fun-loving teacher. Don't be fooled, he'll push students to their limits in Battle, but he knows how to have fun. He loves to teach his subject, and during the holidays, he takes special courses. For a price of course, but a modest one. Some students have hated him, because of his attitude towards people. Everything he does, he does for his students. However, most people enjoy his company.
History: That is for me to know, and you to possibly find out during the course of the RP
Subject Taught: Battle Training 201, Mythology 101, Survival 101, and Breeder's Knowledge 101.
Pokémon Team:
·Sandslash
·Flygon
·Weavile
·Magmar
·Ariados
·Milotic
He also has many Pokémon roaming the island, or staying with Professor Oak, Elm, Birch and Rowan.

Extra: Kenji has beaten the Pokémon League, and owns the ranch outside Olivine.

Name: Yuki Nivosus

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Yuki is a strange girl appearance wise, she has pale almost snow white skin, along with ice blue hair, and with light blue eyes, her facial features are truly a site to behold, but that's not the only truly beholding feature about her...She's got bunny ears and a bunny tail, thus giving her the powers and abilities, and food liking of a bunny. Clothing wise she wears a ice blue long sleeved shirt to which the sleeves extend half-way past her hand and she wears a mini-skirt that is dark blue, it also has a black belt with a frozen heart as a belt buckle and strangely enough for her, no matter how hot the ice gets...It never melts. Her shoes are non-high heeled boots which zip up to almost her knees. She wears an icicle charm around her neck that has a type of bright pink ice in it. Her hair is left down almost always and extends well past her hips.

Personality: Yuki is overly cheerful and happy, but can be a bit whiney at times. Yuki will always jump into a fight and stop it no matter how escalated it becomes, thus making her a heroic type to a point. Yuki is also weird, she likes the weirdest foods, and has a very hyper active imagination, and due to this fact she has little friends and spends lunch time by herself drawing pictures that come to her head, and also due to these features she is the type of girl is constantly teased (also because she's a bunny anthromorph), however she keeps a cheerful face no matter what, thinking that if she doesn't let the words hurt her, that she'll be fine. She is also a believer in fairy tales, and the Cinderella type of thing and thinks that if she stays happy long enough she will find her true love and live 'happily ever after'. Unfortunately with Yuki being a bunny girl no one has even tried to talk to her, let along be her friend, yet Yuki still keeps her happy-go lucky spirit and continues to forge on as if she could be everyone's friend.

History: Yuki doesn't recall her past mainly, she only remebers waking up in the snow and giving herself the name "Yuki" meaning snow and "Nivosus" meaning "ice" so to herself she is the snow ice princess in her imagination. When she woke up she had a certain urge to head to the elite Academy, she felt a calling there, thus stumbled her way through the snow, wondering who or what she was and could barely speak and the only words they would form in her mouth were "ice" or "snow" as she travelled to Titan academy she kept thinking about who she was, or what she was for that matter, there was no answer that can answer that question for her however. (It's kind of hard to write a history with a girl who has no past >.<)

Subjects: Mythology 101, Pokémon Capture 101, Breeder 101, Cooking 101.

Element: Ice

Gift: Yuki has the ability to control and create ice when angered or saddened, and due to her bunny features she has extremely good hearing, runs extremely fast, and can jump extremely high!

Starter: Buneary
Trainer Card:
*image removed*

Extra: She excels at P.E., and art but hates any type of math

Name: Damien Decay
Age: 17

Appearance: Damien would be a rather inconspicuous body if it wasn't for his height, being nearly 6'6. His long legs give him such stature, so it's only antural he has long arms to match as well. His body frame is a rather thin, yet strong one. He has pretty much no body fat on him, his thickness being given to him by his thick bones and sleek muscles. His muscles aren't completely pumped, for he'd rather be agile than strong; yet, they are quite noticeable. His abdominals, deltoids, biceps and triceps, and trapezoids are really cut, and they look like they're tensed even when in a relaxed mood. While some may not imagine, Damien is quite strong, being able to pick really heavy objects. Not with ease, but he can do it. His limbs are relatively long and his skin isn't tan, but it isn't all that pale either. Most of the time, he will be heavily blushed for a medical condition known as Rosacea, the eternally pink cheek curse. A few times, like when there is a strong sunlight or he has been running for too long, his forehead and chin will share the rubious color. His nose, mouth and eyes are relatively small; yet not tiny. He has dark hazel eyes that are slightly rounded. His nose is perky and his ears are very, very slightly pointed on the top. He has thin, rosy lips and really clean and straight teeth. Damien's hair is straight and has a raven black colour; and if put down, goes to his eyebrows. He doesn't really comb his hair a lot, but when he does, it usually ends up being the stereotypical emo haircut in which one of his eyes is covered. Since the hair doesn't reach the eye, only the eyebrow is covered. Damien wears black or any dark colored attire most of the time, no matter the temperature. On a normal day, Damien will be seen wearing a black hoodie with some unusual light-grey or white patterns, black denim trousers with a white gold chain dangling from his left side, black combat boots, a black T-shirt with either no design, a very colorful one, or some band logo and black leather gloves, sometimes fingerless, sometimes not.

Personality: Damien has a rather enigmatic personality. One that shifts from being infinitely joyful to suicidal quickly and for no apparent reason. For that, most of the time he prefers to stay quiet and away from the people. He'd surely be completely invisible among the Academy if it wasn't for his aforementioned height. Normally, Damien's a complete loner. He does everything by himself, being convinced that the help of others will only weaken him. When bothered or affronted by someone, Damien will come out of his shy-away phase and release a complete berserk demon. Though he is slow to anger, and he usually never does because he isn't aroud the someone's that could make hm angry; when he is infuriated, Damien won't stop until some bodies hit the floor. He might not be the strongest one around, but his knowledge of weaknesses in the human body allow him to incapacitate anyone. Damien fears humiliation, this being probably the main reason why he ostracizes himself from everyone. He finds it really hard to find someone who he can trust. Deep within, though; Damien is a very kind-hearted person. He gets a jolly out of helping others, but because he dislikes pomposity and fake glory other receive, he usually does so from the shadows. Literally. He dreams of breaking free from the isolation he is daily submitted to and be someone who everbody can relate to a be friendly with . But it isn't easy. Damien is also one who is really cold, logistic, calculative, and smart; excelling at all school subjects and having special knowledge of those they call The Gifted.

History: Not much is known about Damien's past, for not only does he keep it all to himself, but not even him is sure about it. Though one might expect a shady, dark and gloomy past from someone like Damien, in fact he has had a 'normal' life. No tragedies or traumatizing events. Just an everyday guy. He was born in Saffron City, a large place where no one stands out unless they dress up in gold and have the biggest mansion, to an average middle-high class family. He was an only child, so one could've expected him to receive too much attention; but in fact, he never got any. His parents were so busy trying to give him everything that they never gave him anything. He'd spend days alone in his room reading or go out and explore by himself. He was a top class student at the Fighting Dojo, soon gaining scholarships to study in cool places. He traveled alone and he had no friends to see him in his fights, though. He got to the Academy alone, and expects to be alone for the rest of his life, despite the tasks he is submitted to.

Starter: A male, naughty-natured Houndour named Zero. Pretty much Damien's only friend. He received Zero as an egg for a prize in a fighting competition; and since the pup was born, they've been inseparable. Though Zero can't talk, Damien knows he understands him, and usually lets out his pains and glories with him. Surprisingly, Zero's an excellent listener.

Subjects: Mythology, Practical Art, Survival and History

Trainer Card:

Extra: Damien masters all fighting techniques that involve grapples and immobilization; plus is excellent at Parkour and Free Running, beign able to wall Run or wall jump with ridiculous ease and stealthiness. He's like a ninja, really. He also always carries lighter and a small flashlight, as well as a very small enciclopedia book on Arceus and Arceus Legends and a short knife. He knows basic and advanced medical procedures and is also a pro swimmer and basketball player.

Name: Raffine Tsou

Age: 14

Appearance: *image removed*

Element: Lightning

Gift: She is able to send small sparks from her Palm and she can also create storms.

Personality: Raffine is a very snobbish girl and is highly competitive. She is usually very quiet and doesnt speak to others much but when she sees its time to start she is occasionally rude. Raffine has a knack for all things Refined and doesn't approve of things that aren't refined. She is also highly competitive and never backs down froma challenge, she also never gives up no matter how badly shes losing. Raffine is very secure over her treasures, if anyone is to get near them she will get violent. Raffine may be a rich snobbish girl but she actually doesn't mind getting down and dirty and getting her clothes destroyed, she does not care for those things as she only plans to reach her goal not caring what gets in her way.

History: Raffine was born into the oh so rich Tsou family, as she was borned rich she turned out somewhat spoiled, but Raffine is very independant, she never required the help of others, mostly because she thought they would slow her down, she found the idea of pokemon battles intruguing when she saw her cousin have a battle with his rival. Ever since then Raffine decided she'd become a pokemon master and to do that she enrolled into the academy. She also discovered her powers when she was 5 when she got angry at a thief for coming into her house to steal her precious treasures. She created a storm thus her discovering her powers of lightning. Since then Raffine's parents have been very shocked and were somewhat afraid of her themselves, Raffine was also very insistent on enrolling into the academy to train herself to be a pokemon master, her parents did want her to be a coordinator as the Tsou family was famous for the very competitive coordinators but Raffine didn't care, she wanted to become the best pokemon trainer ever and soon become the champion. She decided that nothing would get in her way at the academy, and if anything did, she'd simply get rid of it. She also has no interest in pointless puppy love at all, she thinks if she does meet her so-called prince charming at the academy, she will test him to see if he is really the one. Raffine plans on graduating from the Academy with high marks and she knows she will.

Starter: Mudkip

Subjects: Cooking, survival, battle training 101, practical art

Extra: She always carries her cell phone with her and always has contact with her butler whom she rarely calls on. There also lies a secret pocket in her pouch that contains a few gems, she carries them with her as she doesn not trust leaving them at home.

RP Sample: "AMI!" Brendan shouted as he saw her petrified with fear. He rushed past the other trainers who were still battling the cloaked men. "Are you alright? They didn't hurt you did they?" Said Brendan with a concerned voice. Ami shook her head and watched the other trainers battle the men.

"Hey Ami you think we should pitch in and help? theres more of us now so it should be safe. And that Ledyba looks like it'll need some help." Stated Brendan.

"Okay lets go then. Go Buizel!" Shouted Ami as she released her Buizel from her pokeball.

"Go Riolu!" Shouted Brendan as he released Riolu from it's pokeball. They both ran up to the the cloaked men and thier pokemon.

"Buizel use Water gun on Charmeleon!" Commanded Ami as her Buizel released a jet of Water that greatly hurt the Charmeleon.

"Riolu use Focus Punch on Jolteon!" Commanded Brendan as his Riolu aimed his fist at Jolteon and then launched a powerful punch. "Looks like we arrived just in time, you thugs are going down!" Said Brendan starting to get angry.

"I won't release the information to creeps like you. Now look whos out numbered?" Said Ami as she began trying to analyze the cloaked mens' pokemon.

Ami didn't know how to answer the boy's question, she backed off a bit saying "I'm sorry, I can't tell anyone, its for me to know and only for me to know." Ami said as she turned her back. "Please don't ask anymore questions. Thank you for helping me though, I do appreciate it greatly." Said Ami walking away almost leaving Brendan behind, she walked seeming to not even want to look back but she didn't realize that she dropped her mini computer.

Brendan got back to his senses and realized that Ami was walking away. He quickly chased after her yelling "Ami! Wait up, where are you going?" He finally caught up to her stopping to catch his breath, he asked "What happened, what were those trainers saying to you?".

"I'd rather not talk about it, although I think I've become a target now." Said Ami looking very worried.

Ami whats wrong please tell me." Said Brendan now sounding more like a concerned boyfriend.

"Okay I'll tell you but its a big secret, you can't tell anyone, okay? ANYONE!" She said as she began to explain.

"They were after me for my knowledge of the hidden energy, you wouldn't understand it. Even if I showed you data in my mini computer right here." She said searching her pocket for her mini computer.

"OH NO!! I think I dropped it near them. I have to get it back before they see it!!" she said as she began sprinting for her mini computer.

Name: Cierra "Crimson" Riley Clover
Age: 18
Appearance: I'll post an image...

*image removed*
The only changes I'll make are that Cierra does not wear the witch hat, nor does she wield a staff. She also *occasionally* wears red "catty" reading glasses, which make her look a bit cool. Her dress is instead black with crimson outlines. Her eyes are a crimson red, and she has a 40D in terms of chest. Her hair is crimson red, and ends roughly around her chest. Cierra is 5'10" in height, and has an average weight.

Personality: Calm but klutzy, Cierra is always busy practicing with her power. At times, she succeeds in maximizing her power, but whenever she gets flustered, her power usually drops in ability when she ends up using it later. Cierra is very smart, and can read even the most ancient of languages. She always carries around a book, usually a spellbook, because those help her utilize her power. There are times where Cierra turns into a complete witch, but only if she is angered enough.

History: Almost always naive, Cierra used to go around looking up womens' skirts and touching places she wasn't supposed to touch. She always got into trouble, and her parents became concerned with her. Eventually, they sent her off to boot camp, but when she came back, she was different than how they expected her to be. It was in boot camp that Cierra learned of her power, and began practicing with it. She also learned to read anicent languages, which she used to utilize her power. With that knowledge obtained, Cierra also changed her personality drastically. She began studying more and more on herbs and other medical stuff affiliated with witchcraft, and soon earned the nickname "Crimson".

Element: Dark
Gift: Cierra can create shadows of people or Pokemon. Those shadows take the form of the people or Pokemon, and if they attack an opponent, they cause as much damage as the original. The only way to tell the difference between a shadow and the original is the shadow has no shadow.
Starter: Female Misdreavus (Fia) with a Calm Nature
Subjects:
-Mythology 101
-Contests 101
-Pokemon Capture 101
-Breeder 101
Extra: Cierra refuses to evolve Fia; she doesn't like Mismagius as much. Cierra is also a great singer, and usually sings to ease her anger if she realizes she's getting angry.
RP Sample:

Name: Elizabeth Serene Lake (some of her old friends called her "Lake Lizzy" to get on her nerves)

Age: 13

Appearance: Elizabeth was born looking quite a bit different from the rest of the Lakes. She has skin that easily tans and holds its color and her long hair is nearly pitch-black with several strips of crimson. She is 5'7" and is within the average weight of her age group. The only thing she inherited from her parents are her deep almost-silver eyes, but she sometimes wears colored contacts to make them look green.
She wears a short dark-red dress with black jeans underneath and has a small ruby heart pendant strung around her neck. She wears black fingerless gloves on her hands and silver bangles on her arms. Elizabeth wears silver-colored boots on her feet that seem to say "get me angry and you can kiss your toes goodbye."

Personality: Elizabeth usually comes off as a normal person, but get to know her and you'll know this is just the opposite. Though she can put on a mask of calmness, get her into an uncomfortable position or get her angry and you'll never look at her the same way again. Elizabeth doesn't just get mad, she redefines the word. She will physically attack you herself and can yell so loudly that the walls seem to shake. But worst of all is that her eyes turn the color of her ruby pendent, even when she is wearing colored contacts.
Elizabeth hates being treated like a kid because she, well, is one. She will lie about her age (sometimes saying that she has just turned 16) and believes that she should be able to do whatever she wants regardless of the fact that she is only 13. She dresses older, act older and definitely talks older than her age. She battles mercilessly and is quick to label someone as weak.

History: As you may have already figured out, Elizabeth doesn't fit in with the Lakes. Her personality conflicts with nearly every single member of her family, but the greatest difference is that Elizabeth has always wanted to be a Trainer and not a Coordinator like her kin. As soon as the opportunity appeared, Elizabeth jumped on the idea of going to Cineris Titan Academy. Her family, haven given up on the idea of her becoming a Coordinator, agreed that it would be a good way for her to hone her skills.
One thing Elizabeth did know, however, was that whenever she got mad, someone would get hurt. She hoped that something or someone at the school would help her.

Element: Fire

Gift: Elizabeth's gift grows more powerful and unstable as she grows more angry. She can control the fire around her and has even caused numerous objects to burst into flame. She has found that she can even create fire without any visible means of a fuel source. People who get her mad actually literally get burned...

Starter: Bulbasaur

Subjects:
-[FONT=&quot]Battle Training 101
[/FONT]-[FONT=&quot]Pokémon Capture 101[/FONT]
-[FONT=&quot]Mythology 101[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]-Survival 101 (her parents were going to sign her up for cooking, but Elizabeth quickly changed it when they weren't looking)[/FONT]

Extra: Elizabeth got her Bulbasaur from her friend's father, who was a Pokemon Breeder. Her parents were planning to get her a Water Pokemon but she quickly decided to get another one instead. (she really didn't want a Water-type Pokemon for obvious reasons)

RP Sample: Waiting For it.

Name: Kristopher "Kris" Kokoro


Age: 16


Gender: Male

Appearance: Kris's skin color is a mixture of peach and mostly orange. His hair color is a dark black; however, it is easily mistaken for an odd shade of purple. His hair is also mostly straight except for a few stray hairs naturally and it is cut short. His eyes are a little darker than his hair and are never mistaken for purple. Kris is about five feet and six inches tall and his shoe size is eleven. When he walks he makes almost no noise and walks almost cautiously as if he were purposely trying to avoid people. He usually wears dark colors ranging from dark blues to blacks. His pants are long as he does not want people to see much of his legs. His shirts have short sleeves because he usually gets hot from wearing long pants and doesn't mind his arms showing. He also hates having his shirt tucked in. He may wear a belt or not, but if he does it will most likely be covered by his shirt.


Personality: Kris is very quiet and is rarely seen around people. Most people think of him as a loner and a shady character. Kris doesn't really like many people; however, he does respect people who are superior to him. Kris thinks of life as insignificant and it wouldn't bother him if he died. If not suspicious Kris is usually invisible. He thinks that people who love and are always happy are stupid and he hates them a lot.


History: Kris came from Cinnabar Island. He was one of the few people who escaped from Mewtwo's wrath. His parents worked on the cloning of Mewtwo and he cannot remember much more about his parents. Afterwards at the age of three he was sent to an orphanage near Saffron City. He was the only child who managed to receive a decent education in the orphanage. He was able to run away from the orphanage he hated because he was always bullied and went to live in Saffron city. In Saffron city Kris developed a minor crush on Saffron City's Gym Leader Sabrina. With the goal of becoming close to Sabrina in his mind, he trained for a couple of years in Sabrina's gym. One day Kris asked if he could date Sabrina. She rejected him and he vowed to hate life and never love again. His hate allowed him to progress rapidly and soon he was annoyed by every talent agent. Eventually he decided to enter Cineris Titan Academy to escape from all of the annoying fans and live alone. He also is trying to increase his skill of training Psychic Pokémon in the hopes that he might develop ESP.

Starter Pokémon: A quiet Natu. Kris's Natu was one of the Pokémon that he trained with while he was training under Sabrina. At first the Natu did not like its trainer, but the two bonded once Kris decided to hate life and got rid of his outgoing personality. Natu is Kris's only friend.

Subjects: Battle Training, Survival, Pokémon Capture, and History

Extras: He also enjoys fortune telling and takes pleasure in being able to know things before other people find out. He is really good at making inferences and so he can make partially accurate predictions and discover important information quickly. Kris also has a tendency to make situations worse and make people feel depressed.

Name: Sylvana Castelle
Age: 16
Appearance:

Sylvana is physically tall and slender, with what some might call the body of a dancer. Though she is fit, its quite difficult to tell, and therefore others are often misled to think that she is of average fitness, when she is closer to that of an athlete, not a professional one though. Her hair, which is dark red, is long and straight, reaching the small of her back, and is put into a high ponytail, with shorter strands hanging around her face. Her irises are a pale coppery color, though her facial features are overall rather plain. Sylvana's skin is a light alabaster cream color which hardly ever has shown the slightest hint of a tan, despite all her time spent outdoors, and she tends to dress in black clothing that fits well, though at the same time is loose enough for comfort. Her shoes are black boots with flexible soles, which allow her to run easily without wearing sneakers, which she tends to avoid.

Personality: Sylvana has always been a somewhat shady character, and tends to be quiet and withdrawn. She isn't known to be the type that laughs or jokes around, and the stoic expression on her face hardly changes, apart from morphing occasionally into a cold half smile, or into a slight scowl, which often seems to cast her face into shadow. She is a serious character, and extremely independent, preferring to get things done on her own and often steering away from large crowds or groups of people. Large amounts of noise also seem to thoroughly irritate her, usually prompting her to say something about it, usually a snide or sharp remark, though she is known not to be extremely talkative. Though she is extremely intelligent, she often chooses not to apply it, keeping her grades around a B+ to an A-, though hardly ever any higher. By doing this, she manages to keep a low profile, and to avoid drawing, likely unwanted, attention to herself. She tends to hide inside a shell, and values her privacy, though she can be a rather caring and kind person (when she wants to be.) More often, she is merely polite, and somewhat emotionless. Easily irritated, she nevertheless seems to be capable of maintaining great self control and easily, or not, keeps her anger contained regardless of circumstances, though she has been known to lose her grip more than once.

History: Sylvana's childhood wasn't exactly a fairy tale. Born in Verdanturf Town, her parents both worked with the Devon Cooperation, traveling to work via the Rusturf Tunnel. She was a single child, growing up on her own without any siblings to keep her company, and thus became accustomed to solitude. She never was a sociable person from the beginning, so nothing had occured that influenced the type of person she is, save for the fact that as a child, she was always on her own. Though her independence came with advantages, including the fact that she didn't need to rely on others, and that she was more capable of doing things herself that would normally require two people (except for maybe capturing her family's Glameow to take her to the Pokemon Vet, that was still a two person job.) As time passed, however, she was deemed unsocial, and therefore had very few chances to become friends with others, let alone get to know them. Though this never troubled her much, she began to feel like she lived in isolation from others. Her parents, supportive though they were, weren't truly aware of the fact that she was the odd one out. In an effort to try to get their daughter to socialize a bit more, they signed her up for kung fu, Chinese Martial Arts, in the hope that she would get a chance to interact with other children. Though she excelled at it, she did so on her own, without much help from anyone other than her instructor, and became very good at the tiger style in particular, afterward, she tried Tai Chi, though decided it was, first and foremost, not fitting to her style. Finally, she was sent to Cineris Titan Academy, where her parents felt that she would finally be able to develop some bonds with other people, due to the fact that she would more than likely be around them much of the day.

Starter: Cubone (Chi)
Subjects: Battle Training 101, Survival 101, History 101, Pokemon Capture 101
Extra: N/A
Trainer Card: (To come)
RP Sample:

Name: Robert "Bob" Henderson
Gender: Male
Age: 16

Appearance: The best word to describe Bob would be Nondescript. Bob is tall, but not enough to tower over anyone, standing 6 feet. He is rather thin, because of this, is often compared to a street lamp. Bob has light brown hair, cut short. His eyes are a dull green, and his face is more angular then traditionally handsome. The only noticeable thing about Bob is the way he dresses, he is always well turned out, wearing a white collared shirt and beige slacks. While Bob has a pair of glasses, he rarely wears them, preferring contacts.

Personality: Bob is at heart a thoughtful individual. He prefers to think and evaluate situations before deciding on a course of action. Bob also is extremely ambitious, wanting to "reach the top". Despite this, he scorns those who use underhanded methods, or in his words "cheat", to get to the top, believing that if you don't play by the rules there is no pride to be had in success. So, when given the chance to be a Guardian, he jumped at the opportunity, hoping that it could give him his "big break". Bob is also a bit of a loner, he sees friends as unnecessary, if he is to achieve his dreams, but sometimes he gets just a bit lonely….


History: Bob was raised in a fairly normal family: middle class, working mother and father, nothing to weird; except he had eleven siblings. Because of this, Bob and his siblings got very little individual attention from their parents, who had to work extra hard to support 12 kids. So, Bob was raised with minimal attention, and education. Because of his shoddy education, Bob resigned himself to working a low paying job for his entire life. But, when he was 13 Bob discovered his "golden ticket": Pokémon training. Quite by accident he discovered that had the potential to become a very talented trainer. This discovery sparked a new ambition in Bob.

Starter: Cyndaquil

Subjects:

• ·[FONT=&quot]Battle Training 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Pokémon Capture 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]History 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Survival 101[/FONT]

Extra: Bob is an excellent student, not because of inborn talent, but because he works hard, and is extremely driven.

RP Sample:
It was early morning, and Bob stood alone, outside, in the cold. He was looking at the home that he had been born in, lived in almost his entire life. It was a house that was full of memories, good and bad, a place that he had loved at times and hated at times. But whatever his feelings he had always lived there. Indeed, he had never even though of living anywhere else, until now that is. Now, he could not imagine living there anymore. Something had awakened inside him, some primeval spark of ambition. He knew now that he was destined for great things, but he could not just wait for them to come to him, he would have to go find his dreams.

Bob turned, hefting his bags. He had not been able to say goodbye to his family, instead he had chosen to slip away in the early morning. He had left his parents a letter saying goodbye, and explaining that he had been accepted to Cineris Titan Academy, and chosen to attend. His parents would no doubt be shocked, but they would get over it quickly. They would be shocked for awhile, and maybe sad, but eventually they would be thankful that they had one less mouth to feed, one less kid to take care of, and who knows maybe they would be proud that Bob had been able to follow his dreams. Bob hoped that they would be proud of him, hoped that he would give them reason to be proud of him.

As Bob walked through the cool morning air to the ship that would take him away, he swore an oath: I will not come back to this house until I have reached the Top. Satisfied with his resolve, he trudged through the mists, ready to grab his destiny. And, although he walked into the unknown, he was not afraid.

Name: Mala Advent
Age: 25
Appearance: Mala stands at 5'5 with lightly tanned skin from years in being in the sun. Mala has dark red hair that when isn't tied in a bun can reach down to mid-waist. She has blue eyes and while posing as a teacher they are covered behind a pair of fake glasses. Mala wears little make up which includes light pink lipstick.

Mala tends to wear a lot of light colors as in yellows and white while she is undercover. Mala mostly wears a yellow skirted suit with a white undershirt and black high heels while teaching in the school.

Mala is well in fit for somebody who would be consider sort of a bookworm and likes to make sure that everything fits snug on her. She sometimes could be seen with a black PDA that is password sensitive on her side.
Personality: Mala is mostly cool manner until somebody upsets her which means somebody had called her old. She likes to present herself with a strong front and level headed when facing a challenge before her.

Mala has a interest in legends and stories and doesn't like it when somebody disrespects history. She was always one to excel in subjects like history and legends and doesn't mind showing it if the time is appropriate. Sometimes Mala could be consider lazy since she spends so much time on studying and other task that she forgets to take care of herself and cleaning. Doesn't like to be pushed to do things and moves at her own pace.

While undercover, Mala keeps her cool manner but sometimes gets too excited and goes into a rant-like mode where she shows how involve she has gotten into the Legends of the Pokemon world. Mala doesn't like to give out too much homework since that means she has to spend more time on grading and less time on reading.
History: Mala started out as an eager young pokemon trainer on Cinnabar Island as she traveled the Kanto Region as any normal pokemon trainer. Once trying out the Kanto League she decided to try her luck in the Sinnoh League. It was there that sparked her thirst for the myths and legends of the Pokemon World. The massive amounts of Legendary Pokemon hidden in their veil of stories trapped Mala. Years were spent in the Sinnoh Region trying to learn of their legends as she slowly made her way thought the Sinnoh League. Eventually Mala battled in the Sinnoh League's Cup and lost in the Top Sixteen once again. First thing Mala did was head for Sandgem Town to become one of Professor Rowan's aids but was declined due to the professor's stuffily attitude. Mala went back to Kanto to become an aid under Professor Oak but he too found decline Mala since he thought she was missing the correct attitude.

Mala felt as if there was no way for her to continue her quest to learn more about the legends of the Pokemon World until she encountered Team Rocket. She had heard many stories about how the evil organization has come close to leads of finding Legendary Pokemon. Mala got closer to the recruiters of Team Rocket and was trance in their tales of how close they had been to Legendary Pokemon that she jumped on the moment to join them. Team Rocket was impress with her knowledge of Legendary Pokemon and how eager Mala was to work for them.

Of course Mala wasn't allow to do any research until she undergone Rocket Training which meant getting in shape and strengthen her battling skills. Once all the basics were taken care of, Mala was allowed to begin research on the field which included a mission to capture Zapdos. She never got to see Zapdos but was excited either way. Eventually Mala was asked to work undercover at Cineris Titan Academy as a teacher. Once Mala heard about the mission's connection to the Legendary Pokemon Arceus, Mala jumped on the case and under went the teaching certification training.

Mala has been teaching at Cineris Titan doing research on the 'Gifted Ones' and Arceus in an attempt to learn more about them. She is hoping that once she can find a connection then they can be captured for Team Rocket for more intense research.
Subjects Taught: History 101, Practical Art, and Contests 101
Pokemon: Char (Charizard), Rotom, Absol, Zangoose, Muddy, (marshtomp) and Furret
Trainer Card:

Extra: The only training she has received in Pokemon Contests was during the Rocket Training where they taught her about combinations to make their pokemon attacks more powerful. Still teaching Contest 101 was more like something that needed to be done since at the time there was nobody teaching it and felt like it involved less work. Also it was also another chance for Mala to get closer with the students to gather more information. Mala also wanted to teach Mythology 101 but was disappointed that another Rocket member had beaten her to teaching that class.

RP Sample:

Name: Silver Clone


Age: 15


Appearance:

Silver is always wearing his precious black hoodie. He is a caucasian male, with a very slender build. He stands at about six feet tall, and skulks around campus in his classic black skate shoes. Silver, oddly enough, has long, dark brown hair with a few blonde highlights. He wears an onyx ring on his left ring finger, even though he is not married. His posture varies, sometimes he will stand at his proud height, and at other times, he will stoop so low as too blend in with the crowd and appear unnoticed.



Personality:

To sum it up, lazy. Silver is always bribing his friends into doing his homework for him. And even though he may appear like a sarcastic guy who doesn't care for his future in the slightest, he is a natural- born genius. He always comes to school with a new question for everyone to ponder and is a huge fan of paradoxes and riddles. He is witty, and thinks on his feet, which makes people see him as a smart- alec. Silver is very close to his friends, as he is the sociable type... sometimes. Silver has very odd behavior patterns, which even he cannot understand. Sometimes he will go to school daring, fun, and ready for anything, while on some days you could find him on the roof, gazing at the clouds, in a very deppressed manner. But overall, Silver is a joy to be around, and can brighten up your day with one of his sarcastic remarks.



History:


Silver is very secretive about his past before he came to the island. Not even his closest friends know what he was like in the past. Some say that he was a former agent of team rocket. Some say he came from some strange village in the Cinna- Rod Sea. He has let some of it slip in one of his sentimental moods before, and so far, nobody has a clue to what the whole picture was like. The truth is some sort of mixture of all of these. He was raised in the big city, Goldenrod, and went by the name of Austin Maxwell. When he was only four, his parents were killed in a Team Rocket raid. He was too young to make it on his own, so his grandmother adopted him. She promised to watch over him but was very abusive. So one night, when he was thirteen, he travelled across the sea to an unknown island, armed with a Pokeball, and caught a Totodile for his own protection. His grandmother absolutley hated Pokemon, so when she found out what he had done, she kicked him off onto the streets, and shredded his birth certificate. Nobody knew he existed. Austin then grew his hair out, and started life anew by the name of Silver Clone. When he heard of a school for pokemon and their trainers, he knew he had to go. He was looking for an escape to his wrecked life, and the Cineris Titan Academy looked like the perfect oppourtunity to start again.

Starter:

"Makesh", the (male) Totodile, who, like his trainer, is very laid back and lazy. Makesh likes just kicking back in the hot sun, but an occasional battle with his master is something he enjoys doing.

Subjects:

Battle Training 101, Survival 101, Mythology 101, Practical Art.

Extra: Silver's favorite types are grass and water. He feels at home around the ocean, surrounded by the water. He is always looking for a good time, and enjoys listening to music.




RP Sample (A little backstory for ya...):


The bitter air of the night seemed too freeze Silver once he stepped outside. He knew what he was to do, but was unsure how to go about it. He left his grandmother a note saying that he was spending the night at Rick's house.
That, of course, was not his plan.
Clutching a ticket to a private charter, Silver dashed along the empty alley. Few people were out that night, as the temperatures had hit a record low. That, and the new curfew set into place by the police.
It was supposed to "keep crime on thin ice", but Silver just saw it as another insipid attempt to tighten the city's grasp on the people. After all, nobody wanted Team Rocket in the city again. The last encounter left half of the city ablaze from the inferno set off by their pokemon. But what was the use? If you block the roads, they will come from the sky, if you seal off the sky they will come from beneath your feet. And if you sealed off the oceans, the trains, the cars, the planes, they would come from the inside out.
But Silver did not care. All he knew was that he had to get to the other side of the city before six- thirty A.M. It seemed like an easy task. After all, how hard could it be to follow the road? Just run on Midnight Road before and take a left a the Pokemart!. So he decided to keep going. The police weren't going to catch him. He was as deft as a cat! As swift as an eagle! As silent as a spider!
Before he ran into the trash can. Silver bellowed a loud curse, which caught the attention of some unwanted friends.
"Who's there? I demand you show yourself!" came a voice.
Silver crawled out of the wreckage, brushing some debris off of his shoulder.
"This is the Goldenrod Police!"
"Of course," Silver whispered to himself.
"Come out or we will be forced to become-"
"Why, hello officer!"
The officer seemed a bit startled at Silver's sudden appearance.
"What are you doing out this late? Don't you know the curfew is in effect? Every citizen locked in their houses at ten!"
"Oh, my mistake sir," said Silver. He kicked his shoes on the ground lazily, looking as innocent as possible. Dumb curfew, he thought. "I was under the impression that the curfew started next week, the fourteenth."
"There were notices all over the city, sir, and I have a hard time believing you were unaware of such changes," replied the officer tartly.
"Hmm... Pity," said Silver. "Well, officer, I am sorry if I had bothered you today. I'll just be headed off to my house now-"
"Yes, yes, of course, but could I ask you a question?"
"Anything for a noble serviceman like yourself," replied Silver sweetly.
"What is your name?"
"Yo Mamma"
"Pardon?"
"Austin, sir. Austin..." Silver thought rapidly. He did not want to use his previous last name nor his current. Or the one he used the previous night too escape curfew. He was glad the officer was not the same.
"Brooks."
"Austin Brooks?" said the skeptical officer.
"Uh... yeah that's me!"
The officer gave Silver a long, scrutinizing look.
"Hmm... Well that's curious."
"What is it, your lawfulness?"
"You fit the description of the man my friend busted last night."
"Big city, there is bound to be some look-alikes," Silver responded, trying not too look nervous.
A third voice interrupted, "Or maybe just one good liar."
The voice stepped out of the shadows. Silver's euphoric attitude just dropped to one of despair in realization of the obvious cliché. The officer from last night emerged, face red hot with anger.
"This is him?!" exclaimed the first.
"Bet your Bellsprout it is," seethed the second. "So mister 'Wilson'... How would you like the rest of your night in county?"
"No, it's okay."
"But you lied to an officer. You're coming with me."
"Umm, no I'd rather not," Silver replied. And then he bolted.
"Stop, crook!!"
Silver was already on his way by the time the cops gave chase.
"All units, scramble! We have a rouge on Midnight Road! I repeat, all units scramble!" Roared the officer into his mike.
Silver chuckled too himself as he sprinted along the alley. Nothing like a run at night, right? He continued on his way, dodging trash cans and the occasional Grimer. In the distance far behind, he heard the barks of Growlithe the police had sent. Silver was fast, but Growlithe were faster. Thinking quick, Silver decided the best move here would be to swerve. In and out of backyards and roads, Silver's erratic path dumbfounded the hounds, and soon they were all over the city, desperately searching for the renegade on the loose.
"Aha!" Silver panted, "the Pokemart!" It was quite a ways off in the distance, but he could arrive in time.
With no time spared, he stepped on the gas, ripping through the city even quicker than before. When the Mart 's aromas of potions and cleaning supplies reached Silver's nose, he knew he had to make his turn. But the dogs were in hot pursuit. Even if he made it to the pier, by the time he found a hiding place, he would have become kibbles. Oh well, he thought, no harm trying.
Silver slammed hard left at the mart and, almost loosing his footing, sprinted with all of his might. The dog's howls were getting louder by the second, and with the pier in view, Silver just kept pouring it on. His heart was punding with the almighty force of fear and exceitment. All that was keeping him upright was his adrenaline. He could see the sea, the docked boats and the lighthouse, now. He was about there, but now he could hear the Growlithe's snapping of teeth and snarls of hunger.
There it was! His feet stepped on the wooden dock, and Silver made an almightly, last- ditch leap- straight into the icy water. The dogs screeched to a halt, and all collided to produce a heap of fur, fangs, and fire. Silver's jump into the water had nearly stopped his heart, but he still managed to smile. A smile for his achievement, and narrow luck. He turned and swam across the water, and collapsed onto a small sailboat. All with the serenade of yelling dogs, and confused citizens back on the solid, arid earth.

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