[PKMN OPEN] Team Spirit - where pokémon make the journey! (OOC)

Jay said:

I'll hold this spot for an SU to be written up in the near future. Once I settle on one idea.

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Dragon said:

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This sounds really cool!

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PsyCatTheSkitty said:

Hey! I'm pretty new here and wasn't really sure how long I should wait before I get myself involved in the RP community, but I figured waiting was dumb and it'd be best to just try and jump in whenever. Any way I could save a spot while I get some SU's typed up?

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Maid Megido said:

Greetings, comrades. I'm entirely new to this forum, though more then experienced enough in role playing. I have been referred here by my friend PsyCatTheSkitty, as seen above. I'd like to reserve a spot, if possible, whilst being on her team.

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PsyCatTheSkitty said:

We'll be on the same team, the Sanguine, if that's okay.

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Your fancy formatting only deepens my regret to not bother learning html

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Team name: The Sanguine
Team leader: Jax the Zoroark

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Species: Zoroark
Name: Jax or Vic Gaius
Gender: Male
Maturity: Adult
Acting Freefolk or Urban:

Ex-Urban, acting as a freefolk. Jax's life was—and still is—hectic and troubled, most prominently in his childhood. He grew up in the slums of Slateport, mother and father an Arcanine and Zoroark, respectively. His mother, an obvious freefolk and an irate one at that, had difficulty holding onto the most simple, low level odd-jobs, spending most of her time away from home looking for work or trudging through long, grueling shifts. Meanwhile his father pulled most of their financial weight as a petty con artist and pickpocket, fulfilling every nasty stereotype that surrounded his type and species. With both his parents usually out, Jax was often left to his own devices for entire days or even weeks alone. This, of course, went about as well as one would expect for a young Zorua with the mentality of an angsty teenager.

Jax struggled a lot with not entirely unfounded prejudice as a Pokemon that usually evoked images of an unruly and untrustworthy freefolk with a less than spotless lineage to boot. During this time in his life, spending his time either cooped up in his mess of a home or trying to brave the unkind streets of Slateport, he became increasingly less stable, expedited by the fact that during this time that the gap between him and his parents grew larger and larger. Hate wasn't quite the word to describe the three's relationship, or even simply disgust, but just the result of several unfortunate situations that came together and changed them from a family to not much more than a ragtag trio who shared the same home and whose interactions were limited to the occasional "Hi" or "How was your day?" during the few times they were together.

Jax's entire life, however, took a drastic turn the day he evolved. It was his 6th birthday, roughly analogous to a human turning 16 in terms of mentality and physical maturity. His father had gotten him one gift, the second and last time in his entire life such an act of generosity had come from the Zoroark—not legitimately bought, of course, but a gift nonetheless: a rare candy. Calling it a rare luxury item would be a tremendous understatement, which made it all the more surprising that his father was able to get one, and on top of that, give it to his son rather than consume it himself. Excited by any kind of gifts or attention, he eagerly and without hesitation accepted it. Before he knew it, he was a good few feet taller and standing on a pair of legs! That was also the moment his personality began to bisect, a long, greif inflicting process that he'd only catch onto by the time it was too late, though of course at that time the most of his worries was what kinds of amazing things he could do with hands at long last!

Jax left home shortly after that—now at full potential and no longer saddled with the burden of his small, quadrupedal form—and tried to make something of his life. The prejudice he faced as a child didn't fade, and certainly didn't help his unsettled mind, but now that he was fully grown, what was once a seemingly insurmountable obstacle was just an inconvenience, at least in his eyes. Anyone who wasn't busy calling him an "urban wannabe con" would ask him why he didn't bother using his illusory powers to change his appearance to something less conspicuous, but the answer was that he was simply too damn stubborn. He had grown to hate the world he lived in, and he'd rather flaunt all his worst aspects like some petty asshole than conceal himself. Not necessarily a good choice, but the one he made nonetheless.

It was during this time, this aimless wandering through the vast city of Slateport, when the more obvious aspects of his growing mental instability began to rear their ugly heads. Compulsions, lapses in typical behavior. The unshakable feeling that someone else was choosing his actions for him. These feelings that Jax initially dismissed as strange curiosities caused by lack of sleep, heat-of-the-moment decisions, and a number of other excuses he tried to reassure himself with. However, they quickly began to invade his life as an actual, real problem. Although normally brash, hot tempered, and overtly aggressive in his actions and demeanor (belying his true nature as somewhat of a coward who fled the moment a situation turned for the worse on him), he starting doing things that obviously contradicted this. Tricking and deceiving people for money, food, and straight up amusement with his illusory abilities as he and his father had when he was a child became increasingly common behavior for Jax, whether he wanted it to or not. He'd go through phases of varying intensity and length where he just couldn't seem to get a grip on himself, creating a vicious cycle where as he became more and more frustrated and vexed by his splitting personality, the worse it got.

In an attempt to take his mind off recent matters and try to straighten himself out, Jax figured he had nothing left to lose and joined league team. It was an already existing and well known team by that point, the Sons of Erebus, consisting of an Absol, Blaziken, and Gardevoir. They managed to actually make good progress, Jax hardly able to hold a candle to the power of such experienced fighters, but along their side he slowly got better and better. At the same time, it seemed like he was becoming gradually more stable. Seemed like, anyways. Any kind of compulsions or the like slowly started fading, until abruptly all at once, they stopped. Sure, Jax traded them for blackouts, what he perceived as passing out from exhaustion… but he was okay with that, as long as he wasn't constantly doing things he didn't want to. Oh boy was he in for a surprise though.

After a while the Sons of Erebus went on like this, fighting on through the league, even clearing six gyms with relative ease. One day, though, one of his teammates asked him a question that he wasn't apt to forget: "Do you know who Vic is?" What? Of course he didn't! What a stupid question, why would he know anyone named Vic? Though, it did ring an eerily familiar bell. His teammate looked at him, dead serious, and began to explain that during random intervals he'd act noticeably different and called himself none other than Vic. Jax couldn't remember doing any such thing, but, coincidentally, the periods of time he did this just so happened to line up near perfectly with his "blackouts." Initially skeptical, he brushed their claims off as a mean spirited joke at his expense, and continued training with them to the best of his ability. As time went on, however, it became harder and harder to deny their claims as evidence began to pile up.

As he became acquainted with "Vic" through a series of notes and middlemen, Jax quickly realized that he hated this person, whoever he was. Sly, distant, and uncaring, Vic was almost the exact opposite of Jax and everything he stood for, and it drove him damn near insane knowing that half the time this was him. Eventually, constantly at odds with this other version of himself, Jax began to lose focus. His progress came to a plateau and he was finding it difficult to get any better, despite still being miles behind the rest of his team. Everything was a struggle, and because of this, he felt he had no choice but to quit. So he did just that, sacrificing membership in a powerful team in a desperate scramble to try and sort his life out. He abandoned the urban way of life altogether shortly after that, never really able to fit in as an urban in the first place. Having left the city with nothing but a few days worth of rations and his notes, Jax made himself a home in the vast forests of route 120 as a hermit.

He spent quite some time living like this, roaming the area with no place to call home except wherever he chose to sleep for the night, until he was around 10 years old. Difficult but not impossible, he lived an arduous but, at the very least, less stressful life as him and Vic gradually became less at odds with each other, albeit still somewhat resentful of the other for their differences. This otherwise uneventful time in his life stopped abruptly the day he met a curious freefolk.

It was evening, and like any other evening, Jax was busy looking for a place to sleep for the night. He came across one of the handful of caves that were scattered around the area, and decided that would be as good a place as any. He was not alone in said cave, however. Unsurprising, considering the sheer number of cave dwelling freefolk, but this was different. In the back, crying softly to herself, was a young Sableye. At first he was worried that the place was occupied, and that the Sableye's parents would soon be there to chase him out any minute, but as Jax quickly learned that was not the case. The Pokemon had been abandoned—why was beyond him, but she had. Rhajat, the Sableye called herself. Together they spent the night in the cave, making small talk by the fire, before both falling asleep. When morning came, Jax was ready to continue on his way, though not before he realized that last night he'd mentioned in passing that he used to be on a battle team, something that seemed to greatly interest Rhajat. The lonely, aimless child seemed more than eager to be on such a team, something neither Jax nor Vic were in any way considering. They had neither the patience nor stability to watch over a child, let alone train one. However, Rhajat was persistent, following Jax wherever he might go. Days turned to weeks as the Sableye adamantly followed him around, begging for help getting stronger, and finally he caved. Vic was strongly opposed to it, but Jax just couldn't take being harassed any longer, and, although he didn't like to admit it, felt a little bad for Rhajat. So, taking the young freefolk under his wing, he formed a new battle team of his own, the Sanguine.

It wasn't long before the two discovered a new team member in Kupro, an ambitious young, shiny Charmander who squeezed his way onto the team through less than orthodox means. Jax loathed him, but kept the young Pokemon on his team if for no other reason than to be spiteful. He does slightly hope that some day he can whip the Charmander into shape, knowing that if he wasn't so weak Kupro might actually be a valuable asset to the team.

Now a team of three, the Sanguine made their way down to Petalburg, which seemed as good a place as any to start, especially given that by that point they'd already traveled significantly west from their starting point.​

Strengths:

As a Zoroark who's no stranger to using his illusory abilities to his advantage, Jax is a naturally adept illusionist, Vic even more so. Even significantly stronger or bulkier foes are an even match for them as they make good use of this form of deception. When working together, rare an occurrence as that may be, Jax and Vic have good synergy, playing off each other's strengths and weaknesses to make their strategy erratic and unpredictable, yet efficient. As someone with previous battle experience, he also possesses good raw strength, and when in a pinch can muscle his way through opponents.​

Weaknesses:

First and foremost, he is exceptionally mentally unstable. Although Jax and Vic make a good team once in a blue moon, most of the time they only hinder themselves bickering about just about everything. They have a tendency to constantly trip over their own ineptitude, and a poorly timed switch or disagreement can easily—and all too often does—cost them the battle. He also happens to be quite frail, his best defense being a good offense, taking any hits that aren't Psychic type poorly. Defensive tanks like Blissey or Aggron have no problem taking his hits and stomping him into the ground.​

Moveset: Hone Claws, Night Slash, Fury Swipes, U-Turn, Substitute

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Species: Charmander ⋆
Name: Kupro Abhinav
Gender: Male
Maturity: Child
Acting Freefolk or Urban:

Urban. Kupro, in spite of his obvious freefolk ties, is an urban through and through. Born to a pair of second generation urbans—a Dragonite and a Charizard whose own grandparents had abandoned their freefolk lifestyle in hopes of living a more comfortable life—he grew up living a luxurious if not extremely sheltered life in Sootopolis City. His parents were a pair of skilled architects who, using their gifts of flight and astounding strength bestowed upon them by their freefolk heritage, built the same elaborate mansions they designed from the ground up. Their successful business quickly racked in ludicrous amounts of wealth, which they didn't hesitate to overindulge in, especially when it came to their prized son.

Born a shiny in spite of incredibly low odds, Kupro managed to make his parents proud by doing essentially nothing other than being really, really lucky. Anything he asked for was handed over to him on a silver platter and more. While superficially such a life would sound like paradise—and to Kupro, it certainly was—unseen consequences obviously followed. So coddled was he, that he didn't even learn to walk until he was 10 (roughly the equivalent of a 3 year old human child). Physical growth and improvement was not the only thing Kupro was lacking in, however. He had hardly any social skills to speak of, sheltered his whole life from the "filthy, unjust" outside world. Any Pokemon he did happen to meet often met him with disgust and jealousy, not only a freefolk living the pinnacle of the urban life, but one who'd won the genetic lottery on top of that.

Although most aspects of the real world disinterested Kupro, there was one thing that had fascinated him from the moment he saw it broadcast on his TV: Pokemon battles. Seas of fire and sweeping tides clashing together as opposing Pokemon worked themselves into a frenzy trying to crush each other. Using their great strength not to lay down foundation, but to lay down their foes, it thrilled him to no end. Of course, Kupro knew little of what real Pokemon battles were like. His only experience with them were the incredible, high level league battles the media broadcasted. Nonetheless, battles became an obsession for him. He knew everything about all the famous, most powerful battle teams and the league itself. As much as he wanted to be on a team of his own, however, his parents would never let their precious one of a kind baby participate in something so barbaric. They barely let him visit the park down the road. It was the one in only thing in life they denied their child, and although he screamed and cried and threw tantrums until he tired himself out—damn near burning his house down on more than one occasion—there was nothing he could do to change this. For awhile at least.

Things carried on as usual for a while after that. Kupro's temper evened out, and while he was still frustrated with his parents for not allowing him to join a battle team, full fledged fury became more of a mild annoyance. He continued to live his lavish, sheltered life for another 20 years, and though plenty of time passed, Kupro did little growing beyond physical aspects. Now roughly comparable to a 10 year old, he was becoming a little more restless, no longer content to sit around at home all day doing virtually nothing. Seeing this, his father finally caved, and decided to arrange something for his son.

Knowing there was no way a young, stunted Charmander could manage his own battle team, he instead sought to find a team who'd accept and train his son and hopefully make him happy, at least for awhile. It was a long, difficult process. Even when money was offered, there were few who wanted anything to do with a weak, deformed Pokemon like Kupro. Then one day he came across the Sanguine. A new team themselves, they seemed more likely to take in a younger Pokemon. At first Jax strongly opposed the idea, already tasked with training and caring for a younger Pokemon already in Rhajat, who was enough work in and of herself, even with battling and survival experience. It was hard to deny the Dragonite's bribes though, not to mention some extra "convincing" on Kupro's father's part (it's awfully hard to say no to a pseudo legendary who can crush you like a fly without breaking a sweat). And so, Kupro became an official member, though not necessarily the most welcome addition.

When his father rushed home to tell him, Kupro was excited, to say the least. He'd been waiting for this day his whole life, and it was finally here. His mother, on the other hand, was less than pleased by her husband's decision to go out and sign their son up to go on an adventure with a couple of strangers, but, happy to see her son so ecstatic, did nothing to intervene. And so they put him on a plane—accompanied by his own team of bodyguards, of course—and sent him to Mauville where he'd meet up with the Sanguine.

Obviously, it did not go as he had imagined it in his head. Training was especially hard, and he found it difficult to keep pace with even the most basic training exercises. The first few weeks were almost impossible for the young and exceptionally weak Charmander to get through, though Jax forced him to stay as a petty punishment for forcing his way onto their team, detrimental as it might've been to their success. Slowly but surely Kupro has been getting better, though his improvement is marginal in comparison to his actual potential, and he still struggles to hold a candle to even a mere Rattata.​

Strengths:

As a Charmander with dragon's blood, Kupro does, as expected, possess the capacity for a great deal of strength. It shows when he's pushed, although it takes a lot of motivation. One would need nothing short of a crisis to coax his full strength out. If being cute was a strength though, Kupro would be in the top percentage. Years of sheltering have given him a sort of apathetic emotional fortitude, and while this isn't always a good thing, it can be situationally helpful. Insults and slander have little effect on him, if any, and most of the time he shrugs foul words off as "jealousy" and "weakness."​

Weaknesses:

Under normal circumstances, Kupro is weak as all hell. He knows nothing of techniques beyond the most basic moves, his best move, Dragon Dance, only a result of good genes passed down from his father. Lack of pushing himself very hard has also resulted in him having trouble doing well even with the moves he does have, and although his training with the Sanguine is helping alleviate this, he undoubtedly has a long way to go before becoming anywhere near a formidable opponent.

Kupro is also rash and bullheaded, underestimating any foe or obstacle he comes across, believing he can beat it no matter how unlikely. Whether it's a Pidgey or a Tyranitar, Kupro would take it on without a second thought, and while determination is not always necessarily a bad thing, it often gets him into trouble as he suffers unforeseen consequences.​

Moveset: Ember, Scratch, Dragon Rage, Dragon Dance

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Maid Megido said:

Part of The Sanguine
-Led by PsyCatTheSkitty's Jax

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Species: Sableye

Name: Rhajat

Gender: Female

Maturity: Young

Acting Freefolk or Urban: Freefolk. A city is no place for a trickster, after all. Or at least, that's what Rhajat remembers her parents telling her during those nights spent shivering on the cold floor of a cave. Born in the wilds around Route 120 to a pair of robbers, she grew up learning how to swindle and steal, thinking that petty thievery was the only way to live. Only on the worst nights would her family consign themselves to rummaging about in the back of caves for the minerals their species used as sustenance. Her parents were not cruel, nor were they villainous. But, as they had been living in the wilderness for all their lives, their grasp on morality was strenuous at best. They taught their daughter to the best of their ability, showing her how to survive by manipulating and tricking others. It became a game to the young girl. While city children played bandits and heroes, she played the bandit in a much more literal sense.

Rhajat had thought her life to be a good one, waking up each day to a new adventure, a new challenge for her skills. That was, until her parents vanished.

She never did find out what happened to them, though, she was not surprised that they left. Ghosts make poor parents, and thieves doubly so. While she may have been young, she survived on her own, for a while at least. After several unfortunate occurrences, Rhajat found herself huddled in the back of a cave, injured, starving, and feeling more alone than ever. Unable to even start a fire, she had surrendered herself to the night, desperately hoping that the pebbles she had made a poor meal of earlier would be enough to carry her through until morning.
As she curled up in the back of her damp, stoney camp, she began to cry, not realizing that she might attract unwanted attention. However, to the sableye's fortune, the one who found her was no villain, but a hermit, not unlike herself. An adult Zoroark, though she did not know what he was until he told her. They spoke for what seemed like hours, until her new companion allowed himself to fall into an uneasy sleep across the cave from her. Rhajat spent a while brooding on what this new pokemon had told her. Tales of grandeur and battle, sweeping victories and crushing defeats… Well, truth be told all the Zororark told her was that he had once been part of a battling team. Rhajat made the rest up in her head. Jax, this stranger had called himself, stoic as he was. When the morning sun peaked over the horizon, the young Sabeleye had decided that this Zororark would train her in fighting. The issue was convincing him to do it. She followed him for days, all the while desperately pleading for his tutorage. It took her weeks of begging and relentless following, but Jax finally consented to take her on as an apprentice.

Strengths: Rhajat possesses a level of cunning above and beyond what might usually be expected for one of her youthful stature. Though her academic knowledge is beyond lacking, having never experienced proper schooling, her practical knowledge of the wilderness and social insight more than make up for that. Her skill at scavenging caves for the minerals she needs to feed far surpasses that of her parents, and this soon translated into a skill for finding things that OTHER pokemon could eat, as Jax often sends her out to forage alone. Her skill at swindling comes as a shock to most people. As she spent her early life studying not books but pokemon, she has a knack for catching onto body language and verbal cues that others might miss. This makes her quite proficient at deceit.

Weaknesses: As could be expected from a child with an astounding ability to lie, Rhajat has a tendency to take things too far. Often times she'll create and entire false persona to take over, without even realizing it. She lies almost by compulsion now, occasionally getting the truth mixed up in her own head. Alongside that is a burgeoning kleptomania. Though strict discipline from her mentor Jax has mostly beaten this out of her, she'll still knick small things here and there, just out of habit.

Rhajat lacks practical skill with attacking moves, preferring to overwhelm her opponents with ghostly charms and abilities.

Moveset: Fury Swipes - Confuse Ray - Foresight - Will-O-Wisp - Shadow Sneak

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OmegaPinkMan said:

Hey, this looks interesting. Here's my SU.

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Team name: Team Lux

Team leader: Aurea Fortune
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Pokémon1
Species: Kirlia

Name: Aurea Fortune
Gender: Female
Maturity: Adult
Acting Freefolk or Urban: Urban.
Aurea was born to Gabriel Fortune, a Gallade, and his second wife Diana, a Gardevoir. Gabriel is the owner of a successful shipyard in Slateport City, as well as some stores around the city, as a result, the Fortunes are one of the wealthiest families in the city.
Aurea is a gifted child, and was born with a strong thirst for knowledge. Her father's money and influence got her to only the best schools in the city, and went straight to college after graduation. It was while studying something that she met her best friend and roommate Dinah Bond, an Eevee who had transferred from Rustboro City. After graduating from college, she continued to expand her mind with studies, and continued to search for perfecting herself even more. Upset that people behind her back were saying that Gabriel Fortune's assets were what got her where she was, she decided to make a name out of herself and use her vast knowledge to travel Hoenn and challenge the Pokémon League, taking her best friend and brother with her.

Strengths: The brains of the operation. Aurea's very creative and analytical, and there's rarely a time where something escapes her mind. Despite what other resentful people might say about her, she's a very capable Pokémon and most certainly knows what she's doing. She's also very perseverant and hungry for power and knowledge.

Weaknesses: Sadly, Aurea's perfectionism can get the worst of her. She's very uptight and high-maintenance, making her somewhat bossy and annoying sometimes. She's obsessed with perfection and tries desperately to prove and overcome herself, which has led to exhaustion and even caused a nervous breakdown in her last years of college.

Moveset: Confusion, Double Team, Magical Leaf, Teleport

Pokémon2
Species: Gastly

Name: Eobard Fortune
Gender: Male
Maturity: Young
Acting Freefolk or Urban: Urban.
Eobard Fortune is Aurea's older half-brother. Prior to marrying Diana, Gabriel was briefly married to Garnet Hagen, a Gengar who worked at a tavern as a waitress. The marriage ended soon after Eobard was born, as Hagen left her family after an incident involving lies and deceit that almost caused the then-uprising Gabriel to lose everything he was building. Gabriel never mentioned her after those events, and, as a result, he does not remember her, and thinks of Diana as his real mother.
Contrary to his sister, Eobard is more of an underachiever. Although he has potential, he is just too lazy to even bother improving himself. He performs odd jobs here and there for his old man, but other than that he spends most of his time playing around, either hanging out at the beach or at Fortune Manor. His father is not particularly thrilled at the way his son decided to live his life, and convinced Aurea to let him tag along, in the hopes that the journey would teach him the real value of things and make him change his ways for the best.

Strengths: While not particularly excelling in academics or battling, Eobard is good with words. His smart mouth has gotten him out of sticky situations, and his ghostly nature also makes him sneaky and hard to catch. Although he finds delight in getting on his sister's nerves, he loves her dearly and will not hesitate to step up should she need him, and is very grateful that he got to go on a journey –although he won't directly admit it.

Weaknesses: Apart from being lazy, Eobard is very cocky and somewhat reckless. He believes his (father's) money will be able to always save him no matter what, and he doesn't usually takes things seriously. He jokes around most of the time, which annoys Aurea often. He is not very aware of the real dangers that lurk in the outside world, and is very bound to get in trouble, especially with Freefolk.

Moveset: Confuse Ray, Hypnosis, Thief, Night Shade

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Species: Eevee

Name: Dinah Bond
Gender: Female
Maturity: Adult
Acting Freefolk or Urban: Urban.
Dinah moved to Hoenn when she was very little, and studied in Rustboro City until she graduated from high school and moved to Slateport City for college. Not much is known about her early life, and she doesn't like to talk about it, but it is believed that she was bullied at school and that her parents didn't give her much attention growing up.
Dinah was Aurea's roommate in college, and have been best friends since. While not as well-off as her other teammates, she does pretty well on her own. She began working at a store in Slateport after graduating from college, and earned enough to rent a small apartment in the city and bring food to the table. However, she grew to loathe the nine-to-five lifestyle, and when her best friend Aurea offered her to join her on a journey across Hoenn, she did not think twice about it. She wasn't particularly thrilled about having Eobard on board, given his nature, but she was willing to put that aside for the sake of her friend's new team.

Strengths: It takes a really great effort to get on Dinah's nerves; to the point that nobody –with the exception of Aurea and Eobard- has seen her "lose it". She's the fair mediator of the team, and has settled many quarrels between the Fortune siblings in the past. She also has a great sense of hearing and can be helpful in avoiding possible foes.

Weaknesses: Dinah's easy-going nature can sometimes play against her, making her forget important things or underestimate opponents, making her look as if she didn't really care. She also has some abandonment issues that can be traced back to her early childhood.

Moveset: Swift, Charm, Quick Attack, Attract

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Ishymata said:

Team Name: The Shifting Claw

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Team Leader: Jasper the Weavile.

Pokemon 1

Species: Weavile

Name: Jasper Shardling

Gender: Male

Maturity: Adult

Acting Freefolk or Urban: Urban, though many would disagree. Jasper tends not to be very reliable for a few reasons. Because of his species he actively seeks out things that are rather shiny to "relocate" to his home, sometimes without even meaning to. He's also a bit easy to rile up and will lash out if he thinks he's being treated unfairly. He isn't a totally evil person but he certainly isn't a pinnacle of greatness either. He had a tribe of Weavile that used to be free folk that he left to see what urban life would be like. One day he plans on returning to the trees but for now he stays pretty safe in an apartment building, shuffling through a countless number of things he's taken either accidentally or on purpose.

Strengths: Well stealing is one. A rather large one at that as well. One minute you're wearing a prized necklace or a bracelet you're planning on keeping for a while and the next minute it's just gone. As a master manipulator, it can be hard to pin down wether or not he's telling the truth or a lie but both sound convincing coming from his mouth. Due to his time out with his free folk tribe he's learned to channel ice with his claws and breath as well. When all else fails and he's got no more cards to play there's always one more option, of course… booking it the hell outta there!

Weaknesses: Jasper is small. Comparatively speaking, of course. He could easily be flattened or toppled over if he was caught by surprise. Being a Weavile, people may already be suspicious of his actions and may think they're on to him even if he hasn't even thought of doing anything yet, making it hard to socialize. He also isn't very strong brute force wise, preferring to just slash and cut through foes with his claws instead of throwing them around. Sometimes he steals things without even thinking about it just by seeing how shiny they are and wondering exactly how shiny it would be in his pile of things. Then he just has it in his hand. Unless he's actively thinking to not steal anything he has a high risk of just making off with it. Being an Urbanite was harder than he thought!

Moveset: Fury Swipes, Icy Wind, Hone Claws, and Night Slash.



Pokemon 2

Species: Scyther

Name: Kuno Serrith

Gender: Female

Maturity: Young

Acting Freefolk or Urban: Kuno's family has been in the city for a decent amount of time, the Scyther being trained in the house with most of the fears of freefolk running through her home. She had to constantly question her family as to why she was to avoid these people. Weren't they just like them but they lived in the trees? She was always shot down rather fast with that state of mind and over time just learned to accept it. Her father trained with her every morning, honing the skills she had with her claws and how to use them to rip apart her enemies whilst her mother taught her the things she would actually need such as how to eat with her claws and do other things due to her lack of a grabbing joint. She eventually ended up running into Jasper while he was stealing someone's wallet, following him back to his home and after a small scuffle and a few laughs they became good friends.

Strengths: Due to her training with her father she has exceptional control over her claws in combat, able to turn them even mid swipe to aim at a weakness in her foe's defenses. With her mother's training she's learned how to do many thing with the lack of hands such as eat, open cabinets, and carrying objects. Jasper hasn't been the best influence but he has taught her one useful thing, and that was when and where to run if she was in danger, the Scyther taking after him in using her wings to jump up high and dash around things whilst retreating.


Weaknesses: Kuno is still rather young and can be a bit hot headed, taking on foes far stronger than herself in attempts to prove that she's strong. She can be reined in but only by people she's known for a while and respects. Every so often she can become infatuated with someone she deems to be strong, watching them from afar to learn how they fight or train. Also, just because she's been taught to use her claws in day to day life doesn't mean she finds that it's very easy and still has a bit of a hard time doing certain tasks. If you expect her to ask for help you're going up a creek without a paddle.

Moveset: Agility, Fury Cutter, Focus Energy, and Pursuit.

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adventure said:

Amazing SU! Welcome to the RP (: Really looking forward to seeing how this team will do.

Sweet, welcome to the RP!

I like the idea of this team, it will be fun to read about it! Welcome to the RP~

Hi, I have a few things to say here. Firstly, I'm going to have a female Scizor with a similar personality as yours, so while having the same pokémon is okay, the characters are just a bit too similar for me to think it's fun to have both in the RP... Since I haven't written up mine yet though, of course you couldn't know. And perhaps it is a bit evil of me to ask you to change (evil GM ._.) but is there any possibility you could give your Scyther a slightly different personality than what it currently is, or change the species? If you're really set on what she currently is, then I guess we'll just go ahead and make both characters, and hope that we'll play them differently enough.

Also, I think the history between the Weavile and the Scyther is a bit too unclear; she's been trained to be a diligent fighter but when she runs into a thiefly Weavile they become friends just like that? That doesn't seem very likely. And how did they decide to start a team together also?

All in all, your characters lack a bit of depth and motivation. If you try to think about them some more, feel free to edit your SU and try again (:



I'll make sure to finish mine as soon as I have energy to (I've been a bit sick for the past day) and if we become 5-6 players I'll have us starting c:

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Team Name: The Shifting Claw

Team Leader: Jasper the Weavile.

Pokemon 1

Species: Weavile

Name: Jasper Shardling

Gender: Male

Maturity: Adult

Acting Freefolk or Urban: Urban, though many would disagree. Jasper tends not to be very reliable for a few reasons. Because of his species he actively seeks out things that are rather shiny to "relocate" to his home, sometimes without even meaning to. He's also a bit easy to rile up and will lash out if he thinks he's being treated unfairly. He isn't a totally evil person but he certainly isn't a pinnacle of greatness either. He had a tribe of Weavile that used to be free folk that he left to see what urban life would be like. One day he plans on returning to the trees but for now he stays pretty safe in an apartment building, shuffling through a countless number of things he's taken either accidentally or on purpose.

His childhood wasn't exactly the best. In the tribe the strongest ones were first to eat and every meal was like a competition. You had to fight your way to the top to get the good stuff and those at the bottom were left with the scraps. Jasper would probably tell you he was the king of this pile, always getting the best meats but for the sake of this he's probably lying. He wasn't the best fighter. Not the worst but certainly not as good as the Weaviles who coated their claws in stinging herbs beforehand.

When their small group heard about the city about half of them left to go see what the fuss was all about, half of that group returning due to complications but the fourth that was still there made an impression on the city and the city has been losing one battery or missing at least one sock ever since.

Strengths: Well stealing is one. A rather large one at that as well. One minute you're wearing a prized necklace or a bracelet you're planning on keeping for a while and the next minute it's just gone. As a master manipulator, it can be hard to pin down wether or not he's telling the truth or a lie but both sound convincing coming from his mouth. Due to his time out with his free folk tribe he's learned to channel ice with his claws and breath as well. When all else fails and he's got no more cards to play there's always one more option, of course… booking it the hell outta there!

Weaknesses: Jasper is small. Comparatively speaking, of course. He could easily be flattened or toppled over if he was caught by surprise. Being a Weavile, people may already be suspicious of his actions and may think they're on to him even if he hasn't even thought of doing anything yet, making it hard to socialize. He also isn't very strong brute force wise, preferring to just slash and cut through foes with his claws instead of throwing them around. Sometimes he steals things without even thinking about it just by seeing how shiny they are and wondering exactly how shiny it would be in his pile of things. Then he just has it in his hand. Unless he's actively thinking to not steal anything he has a high risk of just making off with it. Being an Urbanite was harder than he thought!

Moveset: Fury Swipes, Icy Wind, Hone Claws and Night Slash.



Pokemon 2

Species: Absol

Name: "Captain" Juniper Welsh

Gender: Female

Maturity: Young

Acting Freefolk or Urban: Juniper flits between her Freefolk roots and the Urban lifestyle she craves. Convinced she was born with pirate blood in her veins, she travels through both the city and the forests with a lighthearted grin. She used to live in a small pack of Absol that were a bit further from the city, helping the group live by gathering supplies for dens, hunting for food, and repelling invaders. Due to their species and what being an Absol implies they aren't shown in a very bright light due to their ability to sense disasters from miles away. They've been falsely connected to them and the few Absol that departed for the city when she was a child came back with stories of a cold and bitter nature.

She had one friend, another larger Absol that enjoyed telling her small little lies and filling her head with tiny fantasies that she would act out due to her age. From telling her that a rival tribe was spying on them to telling her she was born from a pod on a tree, she fell for it all. The hardest trick she fell for was that her real family was at sea and she was born a pirate. This trick, unlike the many others, never quite wore off and she roams the cities today with an eye patch and paper (For map drawing of course) just waiting to plunder something.

She was met with pretty cold and ominous glances when she first walked into town. Her species was still connected with disasters that the world still believed they caused. However she ended up turning a few hearts with a grin and good spirits, making herself at least a small niche in the town. She still wanders between her tribe and the city life but she dreads the day where she'll have to choose one or the other.

Strengths: She has an almost unbreakable will and will fight for whoever she chooses is right or not. Due to living out in the wilds for a good portion of her life she can go a little while without food or water. She has a decent amount of strength and speed at her disposal and if she wants something done she has an endless pool of determination to see it through. She can also hold a pretty decent tune though no-one's told her yet and she tries her best not to sing in public.

Weaknesses: She doesn't consider it a weakness but the idea that she's a pirate could possibly end up putting a lot of people off. Some may find it charming or amusing but being talked down to by an Absol in an eye patch can be annoying for some. She's hard headed and will set her unbreakable will onto a project only to collapse from effort if she can't do it. This can cause some serious injury that could easily be avoided with a call for assistance. She also can't stop herself from cracking a giggle at anything she finds funny. This inability to hold her tongue has nearly killed her once or twice. Towns confuse the Absol so much that she can find herself lost in one for hours.

Moveset: Perish Song, Detect, Swords Dance and Psycho Cut

How the two came together:

Jasper was relaxing one night on top of the pile of pillows he called a bed when he heard a large crash coming from the main room of his home. When he went to go investigate some random Absol was digging through his treasure pile with a grin on her face! Needless to say they got into a large scuffle in which both sides ended up collapsing next to one another, unable to move.

"So. May I have the honor of knowing your name, random stranger with no depth perception?" The question was simple, said with as much snark as the slightly wounded Weavile could cook up. The reply was equally snarky in tone. "Captain Juniper Welsh. I heard around town that a large stash of stolen goods ready to be plundered was at this large building but no-one could pin where."

The Weavile was speechless. This woman actually believed herself to be a pirate? Like the ones in the books? He let out a chuckle afterwards and cut her a deal. If she visited him every once in a while he would teach her about the city she was in and she might even get a cut of the treasure that she desired. They quickly became friends from there and the competition brought them even closer as they tried to see how the reward could be cut between the two of them.

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adventure said:

THE WITHINNERS

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adventure said:

I'm going to have a female Scizor [...] I haven't written up mine yet though, of course you couldn't know.

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