The Island of Time Page 2

Started by SilverCrown April 14th, 2009 12:51 PM
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Z34guy

Pretty Little Psycho

Male
Seen April 10th, 2022
Posted March 17th, 2018
350 posts
14.1 Years
if it's a quality idea for an rpg, people will come.
"We all know that small cars are good for us. But so is cod liver oil. And jogging."
"Speed has never killed anyone, suddenly becoming stationary... That's what gets you."
-Jeremy Clarkson of "Top Gear" and more recently "The Grand Tour"
"***damn all these women drivers! Take away all their licenses!"
-My sister on days she forgot what gender she was.
Age 31
Flying with the fishes.
Seen April 25th, 2009
Posted April 19th, 2009
21 posts
14.1 Years
Here's my sign-up. Let me know if I should fix anything..

Name: Randy Holmes

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Personality: Randy is usually quiet and reserved when meeting new people. He isn't a timid guy at all, he just likes to fall back and observe things before he shows his true colors. Aside from being calm and quiet, Randy is also very adventurous. He likes to travel with his pokemon and see new places. His hobbies include training, battling, and drawing sketches of pokemon in his spare time. His dream is to become a first class pokemon trainer and artist, and trains every day in both fields to hone his own skills and the skills of his pokemon.

Appearance: Randy stands at about 5'9', with white hair and smokey gray eyes. He wears a light gray colored vest and shorts, with a dark steel-colored t-shirt and shoes. Apart from basic articles of clothing, Randy also has a small backpack filled with food and supplies, including his blue sketchbook, which he carries around everywhere. Another noticeable feature of his appearance is that Randy only uses white premier balls as his pokeballs, not regular pokeballs. He keeps all of his pokeballs attached at his waist.

History: Randy originally hails from Canalave City. From early on in childhood, Randy expressed interest in pokemon art and battling. His father was a pokemon breeder and his mother was a very well known artist. His father owned a pokemon ranch, while his mother drew and painted pictures of pokemon for a living. On his 15th birthday, Randy started his own pokemon journey. As a gift, Randy's father gave him a pokemon egg so he could hatch his first pokemon. Randy was eager to start his journey, and excited when his first pokemon, Riolu, hatched from the egg. He continued on with Riolu as his starter pokemon and the two are extremely close, with Riolu having evolved into Lucario during his gym battle against Maylene and her own Lucario in Veilstone City. Since then, Randy has traveled around Sinnoh with his pokemon, training, battling, and having as much fun as possible while on his journey.

Pokémon:


Name: Lucario
Level: 37
Type: Fighting/Steel
Gender: Male
Moves: Flash Cannon, Aura Sphere, Agility, Brick Break


Name: Lombre
Level: 35
Type: Water/Grass
Gender: Male
Moves: Water Pulse, Razor Leaf, Zen Headbutt, Energy Ball


Name: Vibrava
Level: 35
Type: Ground/Dragon
Gender: Male
Moves: Dragonbreath, Sandstorm, Steel Wing, Double Team

Post Sample: Here's a little sample from a Naruto RP I did a long time ago, since I dont have any recent samples to give.

Spoiler:
Kinazi looked at everyone with unconcern. He could obviously tell that this was a very impatient group, and they were raring to get down to buiness. Indeed, he was becoming very irritated with their groaning, though instead of showing it he kept his face emotionless. He coldly ignored them and resumed his speech.

"Anyway, as I said before you will have a partner. I dont care wether you want one or not, because your getting one anyway," continued Kinazi bluntly. He looked around at everyone. "Having a partner ensures you get a job done, and you will assist one another when on missions and capturing the tailed beasts. So I suggest you put all of your egos aside, because Akatsuki will work as one unit even though we will all be split up."

Kinazi's eyes looked around at all of them. He began to think about the match up arrangements in his head, and how each pairing was going to work out. After a momentary pause, he began to speak again.

"As far as partnering assignments go, I will be partnered with Meika Asuita. Hotaru will be partnered with Ryo Shiriki, Hiro Uchiha will be partnered with Tatsu Kimura, and Kai Senju will be partnered with Miriam Nara," said Kinazi, looking at each ninja as he said their name. "Each team will be assigned a demon to be captured, along with various tasks to be completed on your missions. We must work in secrecy, for we dont want to draw attention to ourselves too quickly..."

He gave them all a moment to ponder their thoughts, and to become acquainted with their partners. Kinazi himself gazed over at his partner Meika, whom he had only spoken to briefly. His eyes narrowed intently.

"Hmm..I suppose I made the right partner choice," he thought to himself. "She should be able to help me get things done efficiently enough."


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Age 32
Male
You can't find me....
Seen November 15th, 2016
Posted December 18th, 2015
546 posts
14.8 Years
Name: Zephaniah Xylon
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Personality:
(Describe how your character acts)
Appearance:
(Say what your character looks like. Also, what they like to wear)
History:
(Write about your characters background. You may also write down about the activity of Team Dimension. Just don't mention anything about them catching legendary Pokémon)
Pokémon:
Vulpix, Lv. 40, Female, Moveset: Energy Ball, Flamethrower, Confuse Ray, Attract
Snorlax, Lv. 38, Male, Moveset: Rest, Snore, Body Slam, Belly Drum
Porygon-Z, Lv. 40 Unknown, Moveset: Charge Beam, Solar Beam, Ice Beam, Lock On
Post Sample:
Zeph wasn't surprised at how high he scored. He would never dishonor his family name by doing any less then his best. Plus the punishment for failure was extremely shaming. He wasn't concerned with the pain involved. It was useless to complain about pain. That couldn't be avoided. Shame could. Just then Zeph realized that someone was speaking. He realized it was the Dean. Not good! The one person Father really respects and I miss part of his speech.

"...promises to be a good one, considering the scores of your Alpha Squad. As you know, this is a celebration for your fellow classmates. They will represent all of you in competition and completing missions in your names. Each victory for them is a victory for all of us." The honor I make is for my family, and no one else, Zeph thought. "They gave it their all to get into this squad and earned it through sweat and blood. But now, the main event of the ceremony! The Alpha Team will demonstrate their abilities to all of you as they perform in the annual squad vs. squad kick off!" Sounds interesting, Zeph thought. He wondered exactly what exactly what this "event" would consist of.

"This year's competitors will be the Alpha Squad the Sahri School of Battle." So it's against another school, he thought. "Of course we'll all watch here, but you will encounter each other at your destination. You guys were just going to fight each other, but something more interesting came up. It seems that a large colony of vicious insect-like demons has taken nest near campus under the radar. They're large powerful beasts and should be dealt with quickly. Their venom is lethal and their claws can shred so you can't go easy on them. Sahri will be there as well..." Demons! Father was right, this school does give plenty of chance's to obtain honor. But whats this about another school?! I need no forgine help!

"But they will not be aiding you." Zeph raised an eyebrow at that. "They have been sent on the same mission. You will be in competition to see who can finish the mission first." So it is a competition Zeph thought.

"Your mission is to exterminate the demons and bring back a blood sample for the labs to investigate. We need to know why they were able to build without us knowing... Combat between schools is allowed. Do what you need in order to finish first. Those are your orders... now go." The Dean said."

This ought to fun. Zeph smiled. It wasn't evil, but it wasn't exactly pleasant ether. Just then some kid still in the group, but not really close to Zeph yelled "What!" Seems he was a little surprised, Zeph thought. He better not be easily surprised. He decided to look at his team, see what he could gather. He have to get to know what they could do. As he was looking he noticed a girl a little bit in front of him. She had no discernible weapon so he figured her for some kind of mage. He saw some kid with hammers on his back. He thought it was the same kid who yelled, but he wasn't sure. Some guy with an odd looking shield. he thought. Then he saw a ninja. His father didn't like ninjas, so he kind of grew up with the same mind set. They both thought it was a dishonorable way to fight. Smiler thing with archers, he saw on of those too, but they both admitted that they were useful, sometimes.
If you don't believe in yourself, then don't worry,

because he will, no matter what.
Age 34
Male
UK
Seen October 6th, 2022
Posted December 1st, 2019
146 posts
14.1 Years
Virtu0so - A solid SU, I really like this character. It's nice to see others with different dreams for the future as well. If someone who has reserved a spot doesn't inform me that they are not able to post a sign up today then you will take over their spot as the date for reserves were today.

Callandor - Not sure if you have finished your SU yet but you have missed out personality, appearance and history. Everything else is great. But you need to do those first before I accept the SU.

pokemongarnet - Thank you for informing me, your date has been moved until tomorrow because you told me you were not able to post one today.

Legend

Kingslayer

Age 32
Male
New Jersey
Seen June 23rd, 2018
Posted December 28th, 2017
1,308 posts
15.1 Years
Minor edit here. I forgot to describe his voice, I usually do that lol.

Name: Isaac Rendell

Age: 18 (almost 19)

Gender: Male

Personality: Isaac is a traditional young adult coming from a traditional home. By traditional of course, I mean extremely typical. Born into city life, Isaac is used to the fast life, instant results, and the rush that comes with life. As a result of his culture, Isaac is extremely reckless and careless seeking instant gratification in that moment. These acts reveal that Isaac is quite childish and borderline stupid. If action doesn't find him, he will find action pulling pranks, breaking the law; in general he will do anything. With his desire for the rush without the assistance of drugs, he is impatient and often acts before the word "think" enters his small brain. By the previous statement, you probably reached the conclusion that Isaac is particularly intelligent, and you would only be partially correct. Isaac is a man with plenty of common sense, but rarely uses it to do anything as he much rather enjoy simply acting and dealing with the consequences later. Raw intelligence isn't his strong suit, as Isaac was only a "C" student in High School and barely graduating having to repeat History twice.

Despite his standard adolescent rage, Isaac is quite enlightening with a great look on life, at least in his own mind. Being carefree, he goes with the flow of life, believing in karma and the notion that people emit energies creating certain auras. He lives in a constant quest to generate a positive aura, believing with all his heart that if he contains a positive vibe within his person, good fortunate will be upon him. As a result, he frowns upon religion as he sees only corporate heads trying to brainwash people.

Socially, Isaac is quite acceptable. He has great charm and charisma due his childlike nature and great reserves of energy. His only flaw is the traditional sense of women. He seems them as damsels in distress and often finds himself trying to protect them for the harms of society. Women interpret it as sexism, but he thinks they are putting on an image to distort men and catch them off-guard.

Appearance: Isaac has a standard appearance typical to that of male trainers, meaning he doesn't stand out in crowds, a trait he rather enjoys. He stands at about 5"9 with a thin yet capable body weighing in at about 165 pounds. From head to toe, his features make him appear like any other male.

OOC: Overall, I modeled his appearance after the Generation II male cool trainer sprite, since my goal with Isaac is to make as normal as possible.

Looking at his head and face, Isaac carries a young bright expression on his face that can be easily seen due to his fairly short dirty blonde hair, that is spiked out in the front allowing his vision to fully experience life so he says. The air barely reaches his ears and his neck is fully exposed to nature. His eyes are an emerald green with a certain shine that reveals a free nature to them. His face is fairly youthful with a little bit of facial hair sticking out due to his laziness on shaving (he claims it is an unnecessary chore). He sports a single piercing, a sliver loop on his left ear lobe. This was a spur of the moment activity and he often forgets it is there.

His clothes are fairly standard amongst other trainers. He wears a jacket typical of the "cool-trainers" of the Johto region, only colored with a dark blue flavor instead. The designs are nearly non-existant as well, as he rather have no stand out symbols on his clothes. A plain slim fit black t-shirt remains underneath the jacket to prevent nudity. He wears worn and torn blue jeans in order keep his boxers from showing. The jeans seem almost unwashed with plenty of dirt stains and tears, but he assures everyone that his clothes are washed regularly. To keep his hands and feet protected, he wears fingerless leather gloves that are clearly broken in and standard running shoes that like his gloves are nearly broken.

Overall, he carries himself like most teenagers with decent yet not dominant posture and a casual style to walking. He often has a smile on his face, to signify his carefree and lax attitude towards life. His voice is comparable to that of a good natured hero in my modern depictions complete with some sincerity. However, he often uses casual language and simple diction with throws off his knight in shining armor energy his faceless voice may create and establish.

History(this history assumes that a standard school system exists within the region): As mentioned before, Isaac comes a standard and traditional home with no major problems to tell. His mother was a typical housewife and his father worked as a store manager at the Veilstone Department store. He lived in a home in which he was able to live comfortably with the run of the mill belongings. Isaac attended the public school system earning average grades due to the lack of natural intelligence and apathy towards studying. His attention was redirected by a desire to play sports with basketball and track being his personal favorites, and working in the same department store that his father made his second home.

He never caught on to the Pokemon craze until his junior year with the realization that most colleges would most likely not accept him to his ordinary grades, especially since he sought a business major. As a result, he worked more and more with the aim of simply receiving the position his father held within the company. However, one day his father granted Isaac a Pokemon that his brother caught but didn't want: A Scyther. Isaac's father told him to go out and experience world once high school was over with the hopes that the newfound experience would reveal his true calling to Isaac. Simply nodding his head, Isaac eventually took an interest into Pokemon.

Over the course of his final year of highschool had caught and battled a few Pokemon in preparation of his world tour. Upon graduating high school, Isaac had already trained Scyther to battle ready status and caught Rhyhorn through sheer luck. After traveling for nearly a year, Isaac has gained significant experience, but keeps a loose view on training and battling, showing no interest in leagues or badges. Instead, he is out for the thrill and the fun of independence and seeks to make his father proud with a new dream that is higher than a store manager.

Pokemon:
Scyther
Level: 38
Type: Bug/Flying
Gender: Male
Move Set: Slash, False Swipe, Aerial Ace, Agility

Gallade
Level: 31
Type: Psychic/Fighting
Gender: Male
Move Set: Psycho Cut, Brick Break, Stone Edge, Slash

Rhyhorn
Level: 33
Type: Ground/Rock
Gender: Male
Move Set: Rock Blast, Take Down, Fire Blast, Sandstorm

Post Sample: Since I am incredibly lazy and rushing at this point, check out Dis Irae (spelling? lol) and my adventures with Raizel. Those were my most recent and probably best posts. If you want me to, I can copy and paste one post I made from the RP. Just tell me after you review the sign up.

Age 31
Flying with the fishes.
Seen April 25th, 2009
Posted April 19th, 2009
21 posts
14.1 Years
Virtu0so - A solid SU, I really like this character. It's nice to see others with different dreams for the future as well. If someone who has reserved a spot doesn't inform me that they are not able to post a sign up today then you will take over their spot as the date for reserves were today.
Thanks. I tried to make my character a bit different from the typical trainer "aspiring to be a pokemon master" and such. Hopefully someone will forget to post a sign up [lol a little harsh, but honest] so I can get a spot in this RP.
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{Swan}

I Never Asked For This.

Age 30
Female
Europe
Seen May 10th, 2018
Posted October 8th, 2015
1,370 posts
14.9 Years
Name: Cornelia Bree Cooper
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: Cornelia likes the spectacular and the sparkley. She was originally a Coordinator, she knows how to make her moves look gorgeous. This particular feature shows in most of what she does, from the way she walks to the way she releases a Pokémon from their balls. Everything is a show to her. This means she, herself, is a show too. She spends a lot of attention looking as pretty as her Pokémon would.

She’s also a bit obsessive. When something is on her mind, it is sure to stay that way for a long, long time. In fact, unless she’ll find something better to obsess about, she’ll only stop when it’s been done. One of those things were contests, and when she had won enough ribbons to consider the job done, she went to the League Challenge.
Also, she doesn’t let things go. Be it good things, or bad things. If she doesn’t like you, she doesn’t like you. This is a bad pairing with the fact she judges quickly. So if she sees you as a scrawny little nerd that is as weak as a reed, this image will stay the same unless she sees you arm-wrestle with a Charizard, so to speak.
Grudges is another specialty of this lady. You insult her, she’ll hold it against you for quite the while. In fact, if you’ve really hit it, she’ll shoot you down at every opportunity. Yes, she has no problem with fierce come-backs, be it under her breath or in your face.

Corny’s temper is another thing. She gets mad easily, and she shouts. A lot. A verbal fight is easily encouraged, and she won’t hold back. She might throw some serious insults at you, or simply walk away when she can’t win. Also, she doesn’t like admitting she’s wrong. So, if she said something awful to you, rather than completely regret it, she’ll try to tell herself that it was partly deserved. She’s one of those people that, even if it is in a situation where it’s useless, she’ll yell and shout threats and insults to you.
Her big mouth is definitely one of her worst features. One of the few things that calms her is grooming her Pokémon, or simply petting them. She talks to them, if they can understand her or not. Especially when she’s upset, or mad. She talks to herself, too, mostly under her breath. Overall she’s quite a person to deal with, and you really need to know exactly how to deal with her.

Appearance: Cornelia is one of those people that would get called a drama queen by the unpopular groups at school. She has copper blonde hair that falls neatly, and completely straight, to just a little over her shoulders. Her bangs are cut to gradually fall to the side. Her hair looks like it could be part of a shampoo commercial. She is very reluctant to put it in a ponytail, because it is said to damage the hair, so when she needs it out of the way, she partly pins it back with a hair-friendly hairclip.
Her eyes are light blue in color, they’re nothing special. This is mainly due to the fact there isn’t much Cornelia can do to make them prettier. So instead, she takes better care of her hair and let it take the attention off of the eyes. Her skin is a slight bit tanned from travelling, and looks healthy. It’s not something she does a terrible lot about, for travelling with body lotion all the time is too much of a nuisance. Instead she tries to avoid the worst climates for skin. But sometimes it is simply inevitable.

Her built is very skinny, and slim. This also means she has a rather small chest and is not very tall in general. She’s 1.55m long, which she tries to enhance with heels when she can. But of course, it isn’t possible to go on a long journey with high heels, so most of the time she’s just short.

She prefers her clothing to be of light or pastel colors. She’s just girly that way. She travels with a few different tank tops. One is soft green, one is soft orange and the other is lilac. For colder regions she owns a brown trench coat-like jacket with fake fur on the inside for warmth. Also, for a happy medium, she owns a teal shirt with a wide, round collar, the sleeves reaching her elbows. She almost always wears white, dress-like pants. She also owns a white skirt made out of light fabric with lilac flowers embroidered on it. This she usually wears with her teal shirt for contests, it’s more formal. This is all stored into a yellow should-strapped bag with loads of pockets for little things. She only has one pair of shoes, which are yellow All-Stars with black roses.
Her Pokémon are stored on the strap of the bag for easy access.


History: Corny’s mother was a coordinator and taught her all there was of the subject. She grew up with rules involving looks and behavior. Her mother insisted that she be graceful at every moment. Never would she wear her pajamas outside of her bed. Her hair was always in a pretty hairstyle and she always wore girly and pretty clothing.
Cornelia loved it, from when she was a child she would be proud of her frilly dresses. Too bad her hair was Copper, for pink would clash horribly with it.

She grew up in Lillycove City, where her mother participated in the Master Contests. Her mother taught her the business, beginning with the most affective moves and ending with how to make them beautiful but deadly. She received her first Pokémon when she was seven, a Meowth received from her father. He was rarely home, and one day he brought home the Pokémon as a gift for her.
She loved the little demon, for the Meowth was quite mischievous when he was little. Always playing with it and brushing it.

When she was 14, she finally convinced her mother to let her travel with Mau, for so she called her Meowth. She tried in Hoenn first, but she soon found she was known as Allegra Connor’s daughter, and that she couldn’t quite own up to that title. Plus, it was embarrassing to be pointed at and whispered about. She tried it, she even travelled for a year, training her Meowth so it would learn new, and more beautiful, moves.
During her journey through Hoenn she captured a Spheal, which she called Nico. The main reason she wanted a Spheal as that her evolutions would be amazing for contests with their icy goodness.
She didn’t have much time to train him, though, because soon after she decided to give up on coordinating in Hoenn, it was too demanding. Even though she was a good Coordinator, she was not as good as her mother, which was what everyone seemed to expect.
So a year after she started, she came to her mother to say goodbye and travel to Sinnoh instead. As a parting gift, her mother gave her an Eevee. She said it had previously hatched and she couldn’t take care of it. She, herself, owned a Flareon and she wanted her daughter to have one too, so she gave her a Firestone too.

Cornelia wanted to train Eevee first, before she evolved her, and so she trained hard Sinnoh. Her Aunt was expecting her in Hearthome but she decided to take the long cut. While she was training in a certain forest, Eevee suddenly evolved. Leafeon was born.
With Leafeon and Persian by her side, she conquered many a contest. So many that she got a bit tired of them. They were no more challenge for her. So she decided to turn everything around, and go through the gym challenges too. She defeated most of them with the grace of a coordinator. Her Pokémon got technically stronger, too.

So didn’t pay much heed to the ongoing Teams war. Team Magma and Aqua had always been a little of a joke back home, and she rarely saw much of Galactic. But with such taste in clothing, they couldn’t mean anything.
Of course, the forming of the new team was a bit more alarming, but still did not really concern her. The only thing concerning Cornelia was her goal. Which was always to win and be better.



Pokémon:


Persian (Mau)
Gender: Female
Level: 36
Type: Normal
Moves:
Slash (Normal)
Power Gem (Rock)
Dark Pulse (Dark)
Thunder Bolt (Electric)


Leafeon (Melot)
Gender: Female
Level: 31
Type: Grass
Moves:
Magical Leaf (Grass)
Synthesis (Grass)
Quick Attack (Normal)
Shadow Ball (Ghost)



Spheal (Nico)
Gender: Male
Level: 25
Type: Water/Ice
Moves:
Aurora Beam (Ice)
Body Slam (Normal)
Surf (Water)
Ice Ball (Ice)


Post Sample: From an original Roleplay:

"I still think this is not a very good idea." A dark skinned man, dressed entirely in white, was accompanying a woman through a mess of stalls. He was wearing a thin cotton shirt with black decorations at the neckline and sleeves and the same light cotton white pants with the same black swirles embroidered on the ends. His bald head was covered by a white, squareish hat. Under the shirt it was visible her had quite some muscles going on for him. He didn't wear a weapon but it seemed he didn't need any. His strength would do the trick.
"You have expressed that opinion often enough, Kalib, but we cannot turn back now. It's too late for sulking and objections, just enjoy the sights!" The young woman's eyes were wide with all the sights, she felt like a child again. Her hair was decorated with three small braids on each side of her head, each of them had a cotton orange or white ribbon braided within and was decorated with different kind of beads, all in shades of white and orange. Her sleeveless top was of a heavier cotton than Kalib's and a earthly orange, more beads decorated it's V-neckline. The skirt was of a light and flowing fabric with an underskirt underneath it. She also wore a longer necklace with a small red stone carved in the form of a lily and a choker with a red stone with a lily engraved. It was good luck to wear the source of you last name around with you. The pieces of ribbon in her hair all tied together in the middle and there was a single white feather with a dark tip attached, to further the superstition of the origin of her name. Some strands of her hair were left out of the braid at the front to frame her face and behind them shone a thin golden headband a few tiny red stones in the middle. The last piece of jewelry she wore was a ring of beads and gold on her upper-right arm. The benefits of money.

"Nothing is going to happen, Kalib, I am certain of it. There must be at least a thousand people watching the ceremony and aren't there 5 pairs chosen each one? That leaves slight chance of being picked for either of us. I would rather risk that chance, than the good luck that I miss if I don't get to see this. And plus, this place is lovely!" She handed a vendor a few coins and she received two strawberries on sticks coated with a layer of chocolate. "These looks delicious!" She handed the spare one to Kalib, who took it gratefully.
"But miss Aderyn, do not be too soon in eliminating chances. Fate has a strange way of working."
"And if it feels it should work it's way on me today, so it will, but I doubt it. Why would fate want my imprintation anyway? I would not mean much for the draconics. I would much rather live my quiet life."
There was too much to see, too much to take in. Beautiful decorations everywhere, children running around with masks, some adults even wore them. Most were wearing their best outfits. Mothers trying to get their children to calm down. She even saw a little girl in a pretty green velvet dress, which she had seemed to be wearing a while. She looked rather dirty, but Aderyn thought nothing more of it.

"Look at this gorgeous statue! What is it made of? Jade I believe." the statue in question was of a dull green and the draconic on it was very majestic with huge horns and a mane to suit a lion. It also had large wings folded by it's side.
"Did you know Draconics had wings? I never knew that!"
"I am very certain they, in fact, do not, miss Aderyn. It seems the sculptor of this statue had the wrong image in mind, " was Kalib's reply. He kept an eye on everyone around them, which was his duty as her guard. He was hired to protect her from thieves and criminals while she went out, for she was obviously rich and therefore a target to those who seek money themselves.
She felt like a child again while looking at all the stalls. There was silk embroidered with pictures of the majestic beasts. Jewelry thatw as said to be made from the horns of a Draconic. She saw one of jade beads with small white circles in between that the stallkeeper insisted was draconic horn and helped to secure a stable marriage. She bought in and slipped it on her wrist.
"I doubt that has even been near a draconic once. It is most likely just bone."
"Isn't there anything you believe in, Kalib. You seem to question anything anyone sells. I refuse to believe that nice man would lie to me."
"If that is what you wish to think miss Aderyn." the large man sighed, but Aderyn was seemingly oblivious to it. She kept looking into stalls and gasping over the beautiful items on display.
He could swear that if the De Lille family wasn't buried into old money, miss Aderyn alone could make them bankrupt in a month. Luckily she restrained from buying anything else for it would be a burden to keep with them during the imprinting. But after that, Kalib feared the worst.

They walked past a rich couple talking to a darkhaired girl. As she walked past she heard a flicker of the conversation.
"jus'a couple years younger than a married lass. Brown hair, green velvet dress. She pro'ably looks a couple days unclean. Lizzy's mum an' da' are very worried.
"Why, I just walked past a girl just like that! I saw her at a food stand past the silk seller and the great statue of the winged Draconic." Aderyn smiled at the girl, seeing her obvious concern in the matter. She was wearing clothing bearing signs of wear and she seemed a bit dirty. Had she been living rough? The woman, who Aderyn assumed was the man's wife, seemed very uncomfortable around the girl, as if she was about to jump at her. The man, though, seemed not to care at all. He actually seemed very cold and distant. She found she didn't like him at all.
Kalib was staying close to her now, obviously eying the girl closely. Aderyn really did hope the girl found this Lizzie, she was surely not deserving to get lost and swept up in the streets. And the girl seemed so worried about her.
Male
Seen December 12th, 2016
Posted December 15th, 2015
724 posts
14.1 Years
sorry to have kept you waiting.
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Name: Chuck Ronson
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Personality: Chuck is probably the funniest guy you'll ever meet, he isn't funny when he's trying to be except for when he pulls pranks on people. He's is funny when you are talking to him he doesn't make punchline jokes, he jokes about stuff. He used to be the class clown but was always very smart he ended with good test grades but had horrible behavior grades. Chuck is usually happy but when he sees disregard towards pokemon he gets mad.


Chuck isn't to picky with pokemon or anything for that matter. Though he has a prefference towards nicer pokemon, Chuck is fond of all sorts of pokemon. People quickly warm up to him and so do pokemon but he doesn't very easily get used to change. Chuck is very smart but sometimes he lets that get away from him, he does things often without thinking first. He rather dislikes grumpy people, and tries to cheer them up.

Appearance: Chuck has medium blonde hair and it goes to his brow in front and below his ears in the back. He has deep blue eyes that are very calming. He has medium length arms and legs and is about 5.7". He weighs 145 and is on the skinny side. He wears a black t-shirt with sleeves that go to his elbows, and the bottom goes a bit below his waist. He wears dark blue Jean Shorts that go to his knees. He has in between pale and tan skin. He wears a black and green fingerless glove on his right hand, the green lines his knuckles with a big stripe.Chuck often has bruises and scrapes on his legs and forearms, because he often wears shorts and short sleeve shirts when he goes to play with Matches his Typhlosion.


History: Chuck was born and raised in New Bark town in Johto. He spent most of his time catching new pokemon for Professor Elm, He would never want to keep any though. Chuck is an only child. Chuck lived in Johto all his life until just recently his parents and he moved to Hoenn so he decided to journey to Sinnoh be cause his least favorite region is Hoenn. He likes Sinnoh all except for the fact that Rowan is grumpy and has no sense of humor. Chuck recently returned to Johto to say high to Elm, but Elm had given him some awful news. Chucks parents had been kidnapped by Team Dimension. He had to go and get his parents back for whatever reason Team Dimension kidnapped them.
Pokémon:

Typhlosion(Matches)
level 38
Jolly nature
Moves:Flamewheel
Quickattack
Smokescreen
Lava plume
Gender:Male

Pupitar(Flare)
level 32
Adamant nature
Moves:Earthquake
Darkpulse
Trash
Crunch
Gender:Female

Dragonair(Enrico)
level 35
Jolly nature
Moves:Dragon Rage
Slam
Agility
Aqua Tail
Post Sample: It was a sunny and warm day, and a warm breaze filled the air. Chuck walked with his hands locked together so that the palms were facing towards the back of his head. He was walking with his Quilava matches en route to Johto. Chuck was going to visit an old friend of his, Professor Elm. It wasn't that bad from Hoenn since he only had to take a boat to get to Cianwood. He was used to it going back and forth from Hoenn to Sinnoh to Johto, or something like that. Well anyway he was heading to see Elm.



Sorry got to finsh sample later.
Colorado
Seen December 22nd, 2009
Posted June 15th, 2009
55 posts
15.5 Years
Sorry this is a bit rushed, and the history is just sad, but I got to go and I thought I would get it up. I didn't have time to edit I am so sorry but I need to go.... ugh sorry I had to put this unedited thing up haha.
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Name: Florana Marion

Gender: Female

Age: 16


Appearance: Her black hair runs to only just above her shoulders. Florana’s hair is never put into any fancy positions; the only variance seen is sometimes curls. Most of the time, however, she keeps it straight and under control. Her skin takes a shade of dark tan. She inherited both these looks from her mother, a full blood Indian (of India). Although Florana is only half Indian, her dark skin gives the look as if she is full blood. Her brown eyes often show what mood she is in, which happens to change quite a lot. Her undersized figure stands around five feet six inches and only weighs around on hundred pounds. Her arms have little muscle to them, and her waist is quite small. Her dark legs are smooth and are small.

Growing up Florana was dressed in traditional clothing of her culture. However, she had now modernized herself, and wears mostly jeans and long-sleeved shirts. She will occasionally dress herself in skirts. She discards the idea of tennis shoes for most events, and instead wears flats. Her make up seems to be eternal, but never over done. Beside her hate for tennis shoes, she has a love for athletics. Mostly a love for soccer, some of her clothes represent her favorite teams, and also gives the appearance of a jock.

Florana mostly avoids her cultural clothes, however she does wear her mother’s old accessories. She is always found wearing a double-banded, silver bracelet which has a phrase of her native language written around it. Her bracelet is not the only accessory she wears, she also wears and anklet with vivid colors and chimes.

The Indian born children were often taught to walk straight, sit up straight, and pretty much do everything straight. She never strays away from the posture of her childhood, and it is noticeable. She never slouches her shoulders and holds perfect posture almost all the time. Her face shows most of her emotions to everyone who cares to observe them. She isn’t worried about what people think of her nor is she afraid to show others what she is feeling.


Personality: Florana is not afraid to speak when she thinks, nor is she afraid to ask questions. She is constantly trying to become a better trainer, even if it means making her look stupid. Florana is a think first speak second kind of person. She rarely blurts things out and never acts upon anything she hasn’t planned out. She often plans out her days and strategies far before they are needed, both in and out of battle.

Florana is not embarrassed of her heritage; in fact she takes pride in her distinctive looks. This teen enjoys being different, both in looks and in arguments. She will often pick a side of an argument based on the fact that everyone picked the other side. This usual view often leads her to getting more attention in which she enjoys, but does not thrive on. She carries a pocket calendar wherever she goes. Everything in her life is organized and planned. She had trouble being spontaneous which often hinders her in both life and battle. Her bag is always in perfect order and packed efficiently.

Catherine is interested in many things, but one that often gets over looked is her love for reading. Although not quite up to book worm status, she finishes books like water and is constantly purchasing new ones. Catherine also loves the sport of soccer. Discarding her heritage sport of cricket, she finds soccer more entertaining, and it is revealed through some of her clothing articles.


History: Her parents met and married at the age of twenty. They had Florana one year into their marriage, and so Florana has quite young parents; the new family moved to Snowpoint City of Sinnoh. Even though her father is not Indian, her mother’s genes seemed to dominate. Florana’s father was gone on business and was raised mostly by her mother. She was brought up under traditional values, and to this day followed them for most of her childhood. While Florana grew older her interests changed. Instead of traditional, cultural dances, she began fascinated with sports. Soccer and Pokemon battling transformed from an interest into a love.

Florana hit her teens. She was no longer a child, nor did she want to be treated like one. She started to mix her heritage and the culture she was living in now to make her own style. Her education bestowed a love for reading on the teen, and when it came time she started her pokemon journey. She started her journey with a Vulpix, which quickly grew into one of her best friends. Throughout her journey she caught both an Ekans and a Snorunt.

Recently Florana has identified a rise of violence within the pokemon world. More an more reports of stolen pokemon flood the news networks and the rumors of the formation of a new criminal team litters the T.V.


Pokemon:

Ninetales – Lvl 37
Attacks: Flamethrower, Confuse Ray, Wil-o-Wisp, Quick Attack


Snorunt - Lvl 22
Attacks: Icy Wind, Bite, Headbut, Protect


Arbok – Lvl 22
Attacks: Acid, Thunder Fang, Crunch, Glare


RP Sample:

Spoiler:
9:30 the hotel clock lit itself in a red flash. “Good morning eve…..” the radio alarm was put to a halt immediately. Catherine turned; she had not gotten much sleep the night before. This was a day she had been waiting for her life… or so she thought. Now that is was here it was actually quite frightening. The young teen looked over at her mother’s bed. It was unmade, and no one was in it. Figuring her mother had left to get coffee, Catherine rose and turned on the shower. A few minutes later the teen stepped in. This day felt so surreal. She would be gone from her rich, protected world for a long while. Who knew if she wouldn’t make it back. Being a trainer was not a joke. She had grown up around stories of young trainers tumbling to their deaths, or being injured by wild pokemon. Water droplets bounced off her body only increasing the sense of slowing down time. Steam was multiplying on the shower door every few seconds. Then for the first time in her life she realized how little she really was in a universe so sizeable. Even if she was successful what would she matter? Thirty minutes later, her hair dry, teeth white, and robe on she exited the bathroom and entered the main room.

The closet doors slowly unfastened from their stagnant positions and revealed their treasure, clothes. Ten minutes of trying different outfits on, she had fashioned the right one. A white long sleeved polo striped with three large colors. Red the first stripe, white the second, and the final stripe took the shade of navy. The shirt was pulled together by a ruffled jean with scatted, small holes along the pant legs. Inspecting herself in the mirror until she was content she continued to her bed. Sitting down, she turned on the television, Catherine heard the door click. Her mom entered with breakfast. “Here,” her mom smiled handing her a breakfast sandwhich.

“I can’t eat this…. not now…” Catherine remarked.

“You must. You shouldn’t be that nervous,” the woman mocked her daughter.

“It isn’t that. I am not that nervous, I just… brushed my teeth,” Catherine felt her smooth teeth. It had always been a pet-peeve of hers. She couldn’t stand the feeling of “fuzzy” or unclean teeth. She never ate anything within a few hours of when she had brushed her teeth.

“Oh right. I forgot,”

“Like always, Mrs. I am never around,” Kate whispered under her breathe.

“What was that?” The mom asked with a stern tone.

“Nothing, can we just go?” Kate picked up her bag slung it over one of her shoulders and headed for the door.

“Right. We are on time if we leave now,” the mother followed.

The luxury car still smelt of the new car scent. It had been purchased just a few weeks ago and Catherine, like a lot of things, would miss it. It was eleven by the time the car reached the outskirts of Celadon City. They were on their way to Pallet Town, the start of many trainers before Catherine. Around three hours later the road was wet, it had rained just an hour ago. The downpour of rain had quit just in time for their arrival in Pallet Town. “Okay Kitty, here you go good luck. I love you,” Catherine’s mother had pulled over next to a house. She hugged her daughter the hardest she could manage while sitting in a car, and bid her a farewell. What seemed like thirty seconds to the teenager was really five minutes. The car that had been leaving stopped abruptly and reversed itself. Jumping out of the car her mother pulled Catherine’s bag out of the trunk and gave it to her.

“Good start,” Catherine’s first mistake was a funny one to her.

“Yes, you are on a roll,” the mother kept the sarcasm going with a smile. “Oh and Catherine. Poker face, love. Try not to look so scared,” Another hug and kiss, and the car left. Catherine continued down the muddy road. Figuring this was probably not the best time for flats, she waddled down the path in pain.

She could see them. She could see the Lyra Program. It was a crowded group, and by the look of it she might be the last one there. Looking at the rest of the kids, she definitely stood out. She was one of the only ones dressed in such a memorable outfit. The kids definitely noticed her, maybe because she was newest one to arrive or maybe because of the outfit; Catherine did not know nor did she want to, she could feel herself blushing overwhelmingly. Her poker face had been breached. “Alright I think that is the last one. Now we can begin,” the flat brown hair was easily recognizable to Catherine. Dumbfounded Catherine could hardly breathe; it was Jason Paran. He was a superstar trainer, and he was there to help her become better at battling. Looking around she couldn’t believe who stood in front of her. Four legendary trainers… Jason Paran of Kanto, Sujima Nakamura of Johto, Raj Mar’ of Hoen, and finally Maria Maranette of Sinnoh. All of these trainers were some of the most decorated trainers in the world; at that moment Catherine realized how serious this program was. Was she even in the right place? Yeah she was a good student, but would all that classroom work translate to success in battle? She would find out soon. But there was a major task in front of the young trainer. One she had completely forgotten about.

“Alright let’s get started. I am sure you know all of us but just in case we will introduce ourselves,” this time Maria spoke. “I am Maria Maranette, I am current Champion of the Sinnoh League,” That was all she needed to say, Kate was awestruck.

“Eah. I am Raj. Raj Mar’ of Hoen,” A funny accent came out, but his words were like a warm cup of tea on a chilly afternoon. It was soothing to the soul; Catherine couldn’t help but yearn for the man to keep speaking. He didn’t continue.

“Jason Paran, I will soon follow in Sujima’s footsteps and defeat all current leagues,” Jason claimed, Maria chuckled. Jason seemed a bit full of himself to Catherine.

“Yes, as Jason hinted, I am Sujima Nakamura of Johto,” he ended quickly. “Let us begin? Raj, who will be first.”

“Uh huh right. Some of you have already received your first pokemon. Others of you still need to choose yours. Once we choose you please come up here, introduce yourself, and tell us what region you are from. And to begin us… as an old book said, may the last be first,” his words, his sounds, they… they were just beautiful. Catherine was in somewhat of a trance. A few seconds passed by before Catherine decoded the meaning. It didn’t take the other kids near as long. They were all staring at her. Blushing she stepped forward. Her small feet-in-flats felt like a hundred pounds each. Every step felt like an eternity. Finally she reached the front of the crowd. Raj continued, “Since you have lived in both Kanto and Johto, you may choose which country’s pokemon you would like to choose from.

This decision had never really occurred to Catherine. Kanto is where she had spent of her older life, the years where she could remember. Johto just happened to be where her heritage was from. She looked the part too. Johto was known for their blonde, amber-eyed females. Catherine could remember her mother telling her of legends that spoke of the beauty of amber eyes, and their power over men. Of course that was just an old tale, but one incident drifted into her mind…


Flashback

The bell rang, a good start to Catherine’s first day of school in middle school, she was late. Finally locating the room “C5” for her pokemon biology class, she swung the door open. The teacher looking with a smile, “Not a good start huh? It is okay I am sure you just couldn’t find the classroom. What’s your name?” The teacher understood.

“Catherine Florana,” the embarrassed girl was shown her seat. On her way, something happened she had never quite understood, not till now. As she walked passed one of the boys said something to her.

“Way to be late “Jordan,” the boy and his friends laughed. Through out her life in Kanto she would occasionally be called a Jordan, but she never made much sense of it nor did it make much of an impact.


End of Flashback.



Catherine realized that it was sectionalism. Those who called Catherine a Jordan were sectionalists. It all made sense now, a Jordan was not quite a racial profile but it was close. It was a name to brand those who came from Johto. The girl was almost embarrassed that she hadn’t realized that before. Although hatred between the two countries wasn’t always open, Johto and Kanto shared a rivalry and animosity for one another. “So what will it be Kanto or Johto?” Raj finally realizing that the day dreaming girl in front of him had no intention of answering him in a timely fashion.

This was pressure. Not only did she have to make a decision, Catherine had to make a decision in front of her peers and some of the best trainers in the world. Both Jason and Nakamura seemed quite interested in the teen’s decision. Catherine hesitated then answered, “If Kanto would not accept me while I lived here, I then think it unhealthy to choose from their pokemon. I would like to choose from my heritage, Johto,” the girl finished her words and was surprised at how logical it sounded.

“A wise decision. Now you must make another hard decision. Which pokemon?” The old man pointed to the table just behind him. Nakamura took out a suitcase and unfastened it.

“Chikorita to your left, Cyndaquil in the middle, and Totodile to your right,” Nakamura announced and stepped back. Catherine nervous but confidant stepped to the table. Mindless and on instinct she reached for the middle ball. But something stopped her. Glancing over the three balls, she moved right. Her arm outstretched she grabbed the one to the right. “Totodile a fine choice if I say so myself. He is the one I started my adventure with as well,” Nakamura had a large smile on his face. “Now come with me as we get you a pokedex and some other items,” the mentor grabbed her arm and walked her to another table. The other mentors continued with the other trainers.

“For you who have not received your pokemon like Catherine, you will be presented with the same opportunity, three pokemon of your home region,” Jason announced and chose another student.

“What color do you want?” Nakamura was whispering to Catherine gesturing to the pokedexes. She saw about every color in the rainbow plus ten.

“Uhh may I have the navy one?” Catherine received her choice, and Nakamura also added a few items. He bestowed her with five pokeballs and a potion. The mentor showed Catherine back to her peers; Catherine began to watch those in the process of choosing their pokemon. The pressure was off. Catherine’s only regret was her neglect of the poker face.
Age 34
Male
UK
Seen October 6th, 2022
Posted December 1st, 2019
146 posts
14.1 Years
That's a great sign up, pokegarnet. I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the post sample! :)

Virtu0so, to be honest I think adding 1 or 2 more roles wouldn't harm. It would actually probably help me a bit. I've got quite a lot of ideas already for the RPG, and that includes both on the Island and off. So...If all the reserves are filled, I may consider opening 1 or 2 more spots, since the more the better right? And with Team Aqua, Magma and Galatic joining forces, we'll be up against a lot of grunts at the same time. :P

Vindicated - There is nothing at all wrong with that sign up. I think it's fantastic! ^__^ Vulpix is so cute lol. Florana will make a great addition to the group and I'm sure her pride will carry everyone greatly. Accepted!

Edit: Virtu0so
- Alright, I have an idea for your character. I will PM it to you and tell me what you think. But only accept it if you like the idea.
Age 30
Male
Seen February 10th, 2015
Posted July 30th, 2010
189 posts
15.3 Years
Awesome. A sign up from me will be coming soon.

I haven't RPed in about half a year, so don't mind me and my rusty-ness. ><;

EDIT: Completed. (:

Name: Drae Ghottah
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Personality: Drae is a very animated and intellectual teenager. Often seen listening to his iPod Touch with his diverse amounts and genre's of music, this kid has an unbelievable amount of energy and is full of spirit. He is not shy at all, not being scared of speaking or asking anything what-so-ever. He does seem to have a calm side about him, but it only comes out when a soft, soothing song is shuffled into his iPod at the moment. At these times, you may often see Drae speaking to himself, but that is just him thinking aloud, which is triggered by the music he listens to. Out going to do anything and everything, from dancing to playing games. He loves absolutely every sport, from basketball to soccer to golf, and he is very skilled at everything.

Drae thinks in a different way that most otheir people do. When approaching Pokémon battles, Drae is very tactical and techincal, usng many different strategies within each and every battle, and enjoys a good challenge, because without one, Pokémon battles wouldn't give him the adrenaline rush that he fiends. But approaching anything else, trouble always seems to find him. His ability to squeeze through seemingly tight situations is the reason why Drae attempts things he shouldn't do, knowing he could find a way to escape the consequences.

He also has a horrible sweet toothe. Without sweets he goes crazy.

Appearance: Drae is above average height for his age, being roughly around 6 feet and weighing 165 lbs, and his skin color being of a light tan. He has dark gray-ish colored hair about shoulder length, which half the time is seen loose and the other half tied in a small ponytail. Charming green eyes compliment his trustfull smile. His body type is athletic, due to the fact that sometimes when Drae is training with his Pokemon, he goes along and trains with them.

He wears a regular black shirt on a daily basis. Over this black shirt is a jock-like (you know, like the sweaters football players usually wear in highschool in movies?) sweater which is red with long black sleeves. In this sweater he carries everything he needs, like PokéBalls, his Pokédex, a Pokétch on his wrist, and his frequently used iPod Touch. For bottoms, Drae likes to switch it up and sometimes wears a studded belt with Skinny jeans or just some reguarly baggy jeans. Reason for the different jeans? None in particular, he just wears whatever he feels like it that spedific day. For accessories, Drae wears a necklace with a shark tooth on it. As for shoes, he wears his Nike SB Vemon's, which are white and black.

History: Born in Goldenrod City in the region of Jhoto, Drae was much used to the city life as he was a child growing up. Living in a huge household on many brothers and sisters, Drae was always the one with the nack of being alone and independent with everything. Once he hit the age of 12, on his birthday he recieved a huge Pokémon Egg from his parents. He was told by his father that all these years he was observing Drae growing up, he noticed that Drae would be the only one that would excell with Pokémon on a lone journey since he was so independant. Later on the egg hatched into an oversized Tailow, about twice the size of a normal one. Drae asked his father why it was so big, he responded that Tailow was the product of 2 different bird species, one of the same kind, a Tailow and one of a different species. He also expained that Tailow had adapted a special move from the breeding itself.

Later on, training in a forest, Drae learned that the move Taillow, now Swellow - Taillow's last evolution form - had inherited was "Brave Bird", one of the most elite flying-type attack moves out there. Knowing this move now Swellow had gotten an advantage in Pokémon battles. After training around and catching more Pokémon like Spoink - now Grumpig - and hatching a Growlithe from a Poké Egg, Drae decided to go on his own journey to the region of Sinnoh at the age of 15, just to travel and maybe collect some gym badges. Collecting these gym badges seemed to be so easy to Drae for some reason he though it was boring, although he has collected 5 out of the 8 Gym Badges so far. He has had a couple encounters of Team Dimension while on his journey through the Sinnoh Region, but he couldn't care less for them, his opinion of them was that they were a group of looney goons who had no lives and a horrible dream of this Poké-world.

Pokémon:

Swellow

Level: 40
Type: Normal/Flying
Gender: Male
Moves: Brave Bird, Aerial Ace, Double Team, Agility

Grumpig

Level: 37
Type: Psychic
Gender: Female
Moves: Confuse Ray, Magic Coat, Zen Headbutt, Psybeam

Growlithe

Level: 20
Type: Fire
Gender: Male
Moves: Roar, Reversal, Take Down, Fire Fang

Post Sample:
Spoiler:
"What am I, an idiot?!" said Auto, slapping his forehead so hard that even an echo flowed through the forest and few leaf's fell off some branches, also leaving a stinging red mark on his face that was going to take a while to relieve.

I didn't think of it before, what an idiot.

Auto raised his arm and put his Poketch about 6 inches from his nose, muttering to himself, "How do you work this thing" and pressing every button until the right thing came up - a map. A red dot on the map was next to Pewter city, pointing left.

"So I must go left?" Auto asked himself.

He lowered his hand and motioned for Bulbasaur carry the egg and come along, with Squirtle behind him. They all began to walk, and again Auto began looking around as the solemn, emerald trees. All Squirtle did was stare admirably at the Pokemon egg that Bulbasaur was holding, while Bulbasaur was enjoying the quaint feel of this graceful forest filled with Pokemon like itself. It must've felt like home for Bulbasaur.

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After a long while of walking, Auto and his Pokemon seemed too tired. The pace they were walking was too slow, and Auto thought they weren't going to make it to Pewter city in time for a Gym match to meet with the others. Due to Auto's persistence, he kept on motioning his Pokemon to come along, Bulbasaur being the main one because he was now struggling to hold up the egg which something moved around at times but Auto just ignored it, knowing it'll hatch soon and when it does he'll pay complete attention to it.

Along and far they walked together, Auto spotted something up ahead. It shined bright with a soothing color, a somewhat pink aura had now taken over the trees and bushed surround the trio of different beings. Auto peered ahead, squinting his eyes to catch a better view, and there it was, a tree of radiant shine, of beauty's face, of God's will.





A sign of hope, there it lay.

Auto looked amazed as he and his Pokemon ran towards this tree, a tree of faith. Auto reached his semi-destination, something to guide him. He looked at his Pokemon, Squirtle ignored this tree, and just kept on staring at his egg, which seemed to be making a lot more movement, with the occasional growl every half hour. This forest seemed never-ending, Auto thought many times, but now reminisced on a great memory of his father, very vague;

There is a tree, a tree of faith,
Hidden within a forest of simply
Never-ending length.
You will find this at a time you are
Completely unexpecting anything positive,
This will guide you to your goal-
Your sweet destination.
Remember of this, my son, remember,
Remember.


Auto suddenly remembered, but there was this burning fire in him which refused to remember anything about his parents, especially anything good. Auto was only used to the bad in his life, but he thought this was a turning point in his life.

"The wonderful, Sakura tree." he whispered to his Pokemon, a slight smirk forming on his face looking at his two Pokemon.

Crack-

The egg now had a crack about 4 inches long on the top, and it was cracking more and more, until a hole had now formed on it.

"Lay it softly on the ground, Bulbasaur!" The Pokemon carefully lay it on a pile of golden leaves on the ground, which made the egg lean on the enormous root of the Sakura tree. With a sudden move of the Pokemon inside of it, the egg shattered into many pieces, revealing an orange color with black stripes and a cream-colored fur. Squirtle jumped and took a few steps back as he saw what was in the egg.

"A Growlithe..."

The puppy-like Pokemon opened it's eyes and tried to stand on it's four feet, it's weak legs struggling to pick itself up. Bulbasaur opened it's eyes wide and Squirtle growled softly, showing it's caring nature to his new friend. Auto slowly walked to Growlithe's side and placed both hands underneath the Pokemon, picked him up and caressed the Pokemon in his own arms. For the first time in his life, he felt emotional, seeing the birth of a Pokemon, the start of it's life. He then softly sang a part of a poem he wrote once before.

"For your eyes shine
like the luminescent moon,
as your heart kindles with the
flames of the sun.
Your breath softly float
like soft sweet cherry,
as your hair bellows in
the kind zephyr wind."

Suddenly, a breeze passed by Auto and his Pokemon, it was almost as if the soul of the forest had spoken to him, or congratulated him. Growlithe closed it's eyes and rest among Auto's arms, it's head on Auto's right shoulder. With a kick of his foot motioning his Pokemon to follow, Auto resumed his quest and walked towards Pewter City, one step at a time.

Baccck to RP ;3
Always gone but never hard to find.

The Gaurdian

a change in your demeanour.

Age 29
colorado springs, colorado
Seen September 26th, 2010
Posted May 3rd, 2010
278 posts
14.3 Years
Well I have reached the hight of boardom today.

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Name: Fox Voldian (Vol-Dan)

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Personality: Fox is quiet guy who likes being alone to think about stuff. He also knows how to live off the land. he loves apples and somehow always has an apple. He also loves to sit in trees and think, whether it be about the weather, or if its about what he will do next. He views life like a game of chess and will think for a long time do do some things, yet charge head first for others. his fearful qoute many have learned, "Even nightmares are Afraid of something..."

though he doesnt like people very much it is said i likes to return to Sandgem town in Shinto, and that when the children learn he is back, he will sit in front of the pokemon center and tell them storys, and his pokemon will act them out. the one the children like the most is the Fallen Heros. Where Blade and Knight play as two warriors that are trying to become stronger than the other to win the right to fight for the king, only to learn that the kings young girl, played by one of the young girls that come to listen, has been kidnapped by the evil witch-king, played by Ducky. so the two warriors team up to beat the witch-king and after they rescue the damsle-in-disress, both wind up earning the right to fight in the kings name, while earning the right to serve in the rumored, Knights of the Gem.(think Knights Templar, except the whole slaughter on 10/13/?? part.)

When Battleing Fox likes to think about it as a game of chess, and will sometimes say 'check', though he tries not to seek out battles he thinks of Battle as a great "training", he will however seek out those who hurt those he knows. (i think the last guy's just getting out of rehab...)

Appearance: Fox is about five ten, a bit tan, and built like a guy who doesnt work out, but that is not true. Fox is very strong(he has to be able to get up trees you know) and has been known for "stoping rampaging pokemon" (many think he doesnt, and think his pokemon help him with this.). he also has a lot of scars that cross his chest, and the one that runs from just above his right eye, to about the cheak bone. his eyes are a cold ice blue, and has long, greyish colored hair. he likes to wear lose fitting jungle hagitudes (camo for non-military-brat people.) a white shirt and a black leather jacket. he also has a large amout of bandanas.

Fox also has a bag that has pins on it, most of them seem useless but Fox keeps them as his tresure. along with this he has a folding chess board with wooden chess parts. he always has a pen or marker with him along with a 6in buck knife. he likes to right stuff down in a book that he keeps in a water proof case (in case it rains). along with these small nick-nacks he has what seams to be a packet of Tea, also in the water proof case.

Bio: Fox grew up in Johto, this though was not a great start. he grew up an orphan who would move from townspeople to townspeople. he would show up to school just for the fun of it, but to his classmates, he was an outsider. he left the town he had grown up in at nine to wander aimlessly. this proved a better suited to him and many wondered what was he doing at such a young age. though he soon got his first pokemon, a scyther, but not like many others. Fox saw that like him this scyther was an outsider and he would spend hours a day watching the pokemon fight for food. so he callanged the scyther to a game. Who ever could full fill a set amount of wins, won. lets just say that some of those were not Fox's best choice. many resulted in some of the scars covering his body.

a year later he was wandering through Honen he caught his ralts, Knight. and after hearing about a side evolution, ralts wanted to be the greatest fighter, even if he had to beat the hardend Blade. Knight trained long and hard to become better, and many a days he would challange Blade to a battle. soon Knight evolved, but this did not stop him, he wanted to become a Gallade. he trained even harder than before slowly geting to Shinto. There Fox was sleeping in the pokemon center in Sandgem, and Knight got out, he was training in the back when he saw Blade. Blade had a bright rock, a Dawn Stone. and he tossed it on the ground, then left. Knight went and got Fox, Who simply said "That is what you have been training for, that will let you become a Gallade." Knight went for it and evolved. He has never looked back, and he still trains so he will some day beat Blade.

Ducky is the Noctowl that Fox caught back a few years ago. Fox had found it Eating his Apples and had proceeded in catching him out of anger,(those apple had been rare ones that were hard to find.) having Blade attack full force. The nearby town could hear Fox raging through the forest trying to slow the Noctowl, and, after three days, he caught Ducky. soon he learned to like him, even letting him play chess against him while Blade and Knight Trained.

Pokémon:

Blade (scyther) aerial ace, furry cutter, false swipe, Vacuum wave.

Knight (gallade) confusion, leaf blade, slash, night slash

Ducky (Noctowl) Sky attack, Hupnosis, Confusion, Defog.

Post sample:

Fox blinked his eyes open, bright sunlight shone on his face. He rolled over onto one arm, using his other in the to shield his face from the bright sunlight over head. He began to reach into his pockets, searching for an apple. suddenly a long green arm came out from above him, Knights shadow covered his face and Fox saw a Great Green Apple in his hand.

"Do you really need to sneek up on me like that?" Fox asked in his deep, soft voice.

Knight simply chuckled as he droped the apple, Fox caught it mid-air, trying not to bruse the Apple. Knight bolted back to the middle of the clearing, where Blade stood waiting. They Wake up way to early, Fox thought. He took a bite out of the apple, its juice seeping out was sweet but rather tangy, a nice bitter-sweet taste that Fox had love sence his younger days. he began looking around for Ducky, barely able to see him in the Autumn leaves, sleeping.

Fox heard the large clanging of Blade and Knights Training, it rung like a gong being rung in the highlands of Mt. Moon, ringing back over and over. Fox pulled out his note book, and begain writing down as he watched. he wished to contunue the new story he wished to tell the children of Sandgem town.

...and as the clanging of battle rung through the moutain pass, All seemed lost. Those whom were attacking were pushing through the line, But two stood out of the waves steel, as they stood fast, Their forms took shape. It was the two Knights of the Gem renown through out the land, Sir Knight and Sir Blade did not falter and stood fast with out fear. yet, even over the noise of battle, many heard the chant of Sir Ducky, "as our grand-fathers, and our grand-fathers, grand-fathers stood on the mud covered battle feild. They Stared at those who wished to kill them. Were they afraid, YES! Did they run, YES! But only in their mind, where they went to family, And realised that if they Faltered, If they DID NOT stand fast. that all they knew would die"...

Fox felt the air cool and a shadow fall over him, and he looked up. Ducky stood over him, with one of the wooden Chess Kings in his Talon. Ducky tilted his head to one side, like he did when he questioned something.

"Oh all right," Fox said closing the Note Book, and laid it on his Rucksack. "Best Five-out-of-Seven." he felt a cold chill run down his back, heard the sound of blades stop. he heard nothing, then a dark voice sounded in his head, 'He has chosen you, you must answer.' he looked up and all of his pokemon had stoped and stared at him.

On the cover of the note book was written,
Fallen Heros.
The Story of Those Who Died Without a King.
Where there is Uncertainty, I shall bring Light.
Where there is Doubt, I shall bring Faith.
Where there is Shame, I shall grant Atonment.
Where there is Rage, I shall show its course...

I am the Gaurdian...
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Look, I like RPing... unfourtuneatly I only look at the best, and maybe I join them... but also it seams that most of them DIE... come get me if you want me to join... I am a good RPer if you want me in.
Seen August 10th, 2009
Posted August 10th, 2009
60 posts
14.2 Years
name: James Alym Templa
Age: 16
Gender: male
personality: quite, keeps to himself, midle leangth dirt blond hair tied back loosely, and he never cares for conversing.
Heritage: Unknown
Religon: Christianity
Pokemon: Quilava
Female
Lv. 20
flamethrower
fire wheel
quick attack
ember
Pokemon2: Stararaptor
Given to by his father before he died.
male
Lv. 32
aireal ace
fly
false swipe
peak