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Welcome to my RP, Pokemon: His madness OOC Thread. The purpose of this thread is for the Initial SU to be posted for review, the preliminary SUs for the people who got in to create post their character, information about the RP, including who's in it, the current status of it. and general chit chat.
Link to RP
Status of RP: Active :D
Here is the sign up sheet, identical to the one in the RP thread.
Sign Up:
If you want to sign up to participate in this RP, please fill out the sign-up sheet below. This is a two part sign-up, a qualification sign-up to see if you are good enough to join. When we have enough people to run this RP, I'll ask you to submit a a form about who your character is.
Internet Alias:
A piece of your writing:
And please fill out this Survey below. (How you pick your choices will affect your character! Fill this out with your own opinions, not your character)
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-wieght, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
If your sign-up sheet is up to par, I'll accept you. Note: There is a maximum of 5 and minimum of 4 people able to join this RP
Current accepted members and SU's:
1.
Name: Grifspark (AKA Rory Spencer)
(Qualification SU)
Preliminary SU
2.
Name: Renege
(Qualification SU)
Preliminary SU
3.
Name: Zeta Dimentio
(Qualification SU)
Preliminary SU
4.
Name: Godzil
(Qualification SU)
Preliminary SU
5.
Name: Charzeon
(Qualification SU)
Preliminary SU
Welcome to my RP, Pokemon: His madness OOC Thread. The purpose of this thread is for the Initial SU to be posted for review, the preliminary SUs for the people who got in to create post their character, information about the RP, including who's in it, the current status of it. and general chit chat.
Link to RP
Status of RP: Active :D
Here is the sign up sheet, identical to the one in the RP thread.
Sign Up:
If you want to sign up to participate in this RP, please fill out the sign-up sheet below. This is a two part sign-up, a qualification sign-up to see if you are good enough to join. When we have enough people to run this RP, I'll ask you to submit a a form about who your character is.
Internet Alias:
A piece of your writing:
And please fill out this Survey below. (How you pick your choices will affect your character! Fill this out with your own opinions, not your character)
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-wieght, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
If your sign-up sheet is up to par, I'll accept you. Note: There is a maximum of 5 and minimum of 4 people able to join this RP
Current accepted members and SU's:
1.
Name: Grifspark (AKA Rory Spencer)
(Qualification SU)
Spoiler:
Internet Alias - Rory Spencer
RPG Sample
Spoiler:
Running, that was he could remember. Ever since he was four years old all he had done was run. Run from his family, run from his life. And when he finally found a place he could stay, where he could be an equal, he had to run again. But this was different, now he was running for his life.
Rory felt someone grab his hand and pull him forward, forcing him to run faster than he had been. The grip on his hand tightened, and the two ran faster, and faster and faster.
"I-I can't- go on…" the boy gasped, he had never been so exhausted.
"We have to, you know that" came a second voice, a hint of fear in her voice.
The boy brushed a strand of black hair from his face and took a second to recover. He swore he heard something behind him, but turned to see nothing, nothing but endless rows of ancient trees surrounded in an eternal darkness that is the night. Even if no-one was nearby, they would be soon enough. He struggled to keep balance but was soon running again. She was right, we had to
move, too many had died today, and he didn't intend on being one of them.
They had run for what seemed like an eternity, but he guessed they'd been going for roughly an hour, he needed to rest. No, he could sleep when he was dead, or at least in Sunnyshore City. But it too much, his body couldn't take is, he collapsed onto the floor. His body had given up.
"Fine, we've probably lost them by now" the girl said, trying to be sympathetic, and trying to cover up the fact that she was struggling for air, but the boy could knew her well enough to tell when she was preserving her pride.
She slumped down by a tree trunk and rested. The boy soon crawled over to her and did the same. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and relaxed. As far as they could tell, they were safe, for now.
"What now then?" the boy questioned, still struggling to catch his breath, he had never ran so long before.
He waited for the girls reply, but it never came. He turned to her, to find that she was sound asleep. It had taken it out of her just as much as him, just as he had thought.
The boy stayed awake for what seemed like an eternity, despite how exhausted he was, there was too much on his mind. First off was how he had gotten into this mess, it had all become a blur, even though it had all started just a few weeks ago. What he could remember was that he was going to show Team Rocket how it felt to have everyone in your life you loved crushed in front of you. Although he doubted that the members of Team Rocket had any respect for each other what so ever. Either way he was going to make them rue the day they messed with him.
He gazed up to see a night sky filled with thousands of stars. Each one as bright as the previous illuminated Viridian Forest into a state of twilight. It was possibly the most beautiful scene the boy had ever seen, and something he would cherish forever.
"Goodnight" he whispered to the girl, as he wrapped his arm around her, and drifted off into a deep sleep. He needed it after today. But he knew that tommorow would be just as long...
Survey
Spoiler:
1. You have the chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?
Well, since there are no consequences, then yes. If there were any, then the answer would be no. However this question doesn't state if there are no bad consequences for you, or for everyone, meaning that their is the chance that others could suffer because of my choice.
For now, I choose yes. Unless you state that it has bad consequences for others, then no, I would not.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opertunity. What do you do?
This is a choice of two once-in-a-life time options, your dream job, or the love of your life. Because I'm not a particularly selfish person, I would comfort the love. Then I would try and negotiate with the boss of said job to post-pone the interview... Even though it probably wouldn't work, it would be worth a shot.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (Extremely overweight, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience of these thing myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
Really this depends on what said 'flaw' is. But since you said overwhelming, I'm going to guess it's pretty bad. Due to being bullied (Sop story :D) I've developed a relatively tough skin, meaning that insults don't bother me too much. But I guess I'd prefer to solve the issue, just like anyone would, although I wouldn't be as fased by it as much as others would. Although I'm pretty sure that large amounts of acne can't be cured without large amounts of plastic surgery XD
RPG Sample
Spoiler:
Running, that was he could remember. Ever since he was four years old all he had done was run. Run from his family, run from his life. And when he finally found a place he could stay, where he could be an equal, he had to run again. But this was different, now he was running for his life.
Rory felt someone grab his hand and pull him forward, forcing him to run faster than he had been. The grip on his hand tightened, and the two ran faster, and faster and faster.
"I-I can't- go on…" the boy gasped, he had never been so exhausted.
"We have to, you know that" came a second voice, a hint of fear in her voice.
The boy brushed a strand of black hair from his face and took a second to recover. He swore he heard something behind him, but turned to see nothing, nothing but endless rows of ancient trees surrounded in an eternal darkness that is the night. Even if no-one was nearby, they would be soon enough. He struggled to keep balance but was soon running again. She was right, we had to
move, too many had died today, and he didn't intend on being one of them.
They had run for what seemed like an eternity, but he guessed they'd been going for roughly an hour, he needed to rest. No, he could sleep when he was dead, or at least in Sunnyshore City. But it too much, his body couldn't take is, he collapsed onto the floor. His body had given up.
"Fine, we've probably lost them by now" the girl said, trying to be sympathetic, and trying to cover up the fact that she was struggling for air, but the boy could knew her well enough to tell when she was preserving her pride.
She slumped down by a tree trunk and rested. The boy soon crawled over to her and did the same. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and relaxed. As far as they could tell, they were safe, for now.
"What now then?" the boy questioned, still struggling to catch his breath, he had never ran so long before.
He waited for the girls reply, but it never came. He turned to her, to find that she was sound asleep. It had taken it out of her just as much as him, just as he had thought.
The boy stayed awake for what seemed like an eternity, despite how exhausted he was, there was too much on his mind. First off was how he had gotten into this mess, it had all become a blur, even though it had all started just a few weeks ago. What he could remember was that he was going to show Team Rocket how it felt to have everyone in your life you loved crushed in front of you. Although he doubted that the members of Team Rocket had any respect for each other what so ever. Either way he was going to make them rue the day they messed with him.
He gazed up to see a night sky filled with thousands of stars. Each one as bright as the previous illuminated Viridian Forest into a state of twilight. It was possibly the most beautiful scene the boy had ever seen, and something he would cherish forever.
"Goodnight" he whispered to the girl, as he wrapped his arm around her, and drifted off into a deep sleep. He needed it after today. But he knew that tommorow would be just as long...
Survey
Spoiler:
1. You have the chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?
Well, since there are no consequences, then yes. If there were any, then the answer would be no. However this question doesn't state if there are no bad consequences for you, or for everyone, meaning that their is the chance that others could suffer because of my choice.
For now, I choose yes. Unless you state that it has bad consequences for others, then no, I would not.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opertunity. What do you do?
This is a choice of two once-in-a-life time options, your dream job, or the love of your life. Because I'm not a particularly selfish person, I would comfort the love. Then I would try and negotiate with the boss of said job to post-pone the interview... Even though it probably wouldn't work, it would be worth a shot.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (Extremely overweight, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience of these thing myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
Really this depends on what said 'flaw' is. But since you said overwhelming, I'm going to guess it's pretty bad. Due to being bullied (Sop story :D) I've developed a relatively tough skin, meaning that insults don't bother me too much. But I guess I'd prefer to solve the issue, just like anyone would, although I wouldn't be as fased by it as much as others would. Although I'm pretty sure that large amounts of acne can't be cured without large amounts of plastic surgery XD
Preliminary SU
Spoiler:
Name: Roland "Rory" Spencer
Gender: Male
Spoiler:
Age: 14
Description: Rory stands at a surprisingly short 4'10, so is often mistaken for much younger than he is. While this doesn't bother him much, others seem to have a problem with his height. His short, dark brown hair is un-styled, but he finds that styling his hair takes too much time. He has strangely lightless brown eyes seem perfectly matched with his hair colour, but is a stark contrast to his fairly pale skin. Rory's still young, so he doesn't look particularly muscular, but he isn't particularly thin either, being at an average metabolism.
Rory is attired in thick black jeans, and a clean, white T-shirt, which is covered by an ocean blue jacket, which he is rarely ever removes. He also wears blue trainers which are the same shade as his coat. He also carries a large back-pack which he carries everything from his sketch-pad to an old pocket watch which he received from a family member.
Personality: Rory has a rather eccentric personality, and he's always thinking outside the box, often too far, way too far. Often his plans get him into trouble more times than he can remember. He tries to keep other people's needs at heart, but the final result tends to be worse than what they were than when they began. Rory has been known to be the most creative in his family, and always brings a sketchpad with him, which has become his favourite hobby since he was young. He seems to hate using watches, so he carries a pocket watch with him to keep time. Rory tends to be a joker, and loves to mess around, although most of the time this just annoys others.
History: Rory was born to a working-class family in a large city. He has two siblings, a younger and older sister, who he often argues with, much like any other family. His father works as an engineer and his mother an Art teacher, which was most likely the reason he began his hobby of drawing in the first place. Overall, Rory had an uneventful life as a child, although he does have a below average grades in school, excluding art, which he is exceptional at. A few months after he turned 9 years old, his older sister became deathly ill, and is during the events of the RPG.
Gender: Male
Spoiler:
Age: 14
Description: Rory stands at a surprisingly short 4'10, so is often mistaken for much younger than he is. While this doesn't bother him much, others seem to have a problem with his height. His short, dark brown hair is un-styled, but he finds that styling his hair takes too much time. He has strangely lightless brown eyes seem perfectly matched with his hair colour, but is a stark contrast to his fairly pale skin. Rory's still young, so he doesn't look particularly muscular, but he isn't particularly thin either, being at an average metabolism.
Rory is attired in thick black jeans, and a clean, white T-shirt, which is covered by an ocean blue jacket, which he is rarely ever removes. He also wears blue trainers which are the same shade as his coat. He also carries a large back-pack which he carries everything from his sketch-pad to an old pocket watch which he received from a family member.
Personality: Rory has a rather eccentric personality, and he's always thinking outside the box, often too far, way too far. Often his plans get him into trouble more times than he can remember. He tries to keep other people's needs at heart, but the final result tends to be worse than what they were than when they began. Rory has been known to be the most creative in his family, and always brings a sketchpad with him, which has become his favourite hobby since he was young. He seems to hate using watches, so he carries a pocket watch with him to keep time. Rory tends to be a joker, and loves to mess around, although most of the time this just annoys others.
History: Rory was born to a working-class family in a large city. He has two siblings, a younger and older sister, who he often argues with, much like any other family. His father works as an engineer and his mother an Art teacher, which was most likely the reason he began his hobby of drawing in the first place. Overall, Rory had an uneventful life as a child, although he does have a below average grades in school, excluding art, which he is exceptional at. A few months after he turned 9 years old, his older sister became deathly ill, and is during the events of the RPG.
2.
Name: Renege
(Qualification SU)
Spoiler:
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
Not going to lie, I had to google 'monetary system' I figured it meant something about money. Okay, no I wouldn't. I'd be wayyy too scared that somehow the police would find out and I would go to jail. Eek. Jail's not my thing, I would definitely think long and hard about it, but the money wouldn't "feel" right when I use it.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
The job would have to wait. If I had any luck at finding love, well shucks hopefully they're understanding about my partner's need. Especially if they're feeling that bad to break down in public. Sorry. I'm a sucker for loveeee.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-weight, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
Yeah, I would have to know the exact flaw to tell you how I would handle it. I'm just gonna go with the two that you listed. I would strive to change them, I couldn't have a face full of acne or be over-weight. I feel the need to look my best and I'm sorry with a face full of acne you can't look your best necessary. Doesn't mean you can't try! ( I swear I'm not conceited or narcissist!) I'd try my hardest to exercise & diet and try to lose the weight they healthiest way possible. If it's acne, I'll get some ProActiv, or something. Wash my face everyday, get something to change it. I feel like if you're unhappy with something, you should change it. There. Are. Exceptions. I do not agree with plastic surgery!
Internet Alias: Renege.
Writing Piece:
(Warning: Horrible grammar ahead, I'm very sorry for your eyes. -.-)
Spoiler:
The day was pleasant, no, is pleasant, in fact it wasn't even day, it was night. Something dark hung over Kris's head, clouds perhaps? It didn't matter to him, nothing matter, actually that was a lie. Everything. Mattered. His days turned into nights as quickly as mice running from a lion, a rabid, deranged lion. Things, lots of things, were often jumbled in his mind nothing made sense. He had no sense of detail, no sense of manners, and definitely no sense of style. Thrown into a tornado, yet sprinkled with glitter made Kris's appearing. Wild, almost rabid hair perched on his head, almost like a bird's nest. Wrinkles, formed like a wave in the ocean, under his persuasive gaze. It almost begged you to stop looking, there wasn't anything but a mess here. Ragged clothes, jaded personality, disgusting hygiene, Kris wasn't anyone you wanted to hang out with, yet he wanted to hang out with you.
"Hey." A simple greeting, for a rather complex person, this was the most effective method to talking to him. Kris's gazed awkwardly turned upwards, he begged God, he begged the world for it not to be..... "Did you not hear me, it's your beloved friend? You know the only person who deals with you, hello?" It wasn't, Kris quickly thanked God and the world, not that he cared for either.
"Got it." A mumbled response. Something you'd learn to expect out of Kris, that or no answer at all.
"Anyway, did you hear about...." No, Kris didn't hear about it, nor did he hear the rest of the sentence, for his gaze shifted to the left. Past the sketchy figure in front of him, past the trees that seemed to taunt him, past the river that wanted to swallow him, far, far away. No one could ever keep Kris occupied long enough for him to listen to their, in his eyes, meaningless babble. Yet, they continued, like the message was being taken out of the bottle and read in mere seconds.
Oh god. Please stop. Why must we stop? Fun's around the corner. Kris's thought always played war, once must trump the other. Vicious cycles, a never-ending game, war was fun, especially when there was no joker. They were never satisfied, adamant by nature, something Kris had no control over. Not that he ever wanted control, chaos consumed his thoughts, shaping their harmful personalities. They controlled the body, they controlled the mind, at least part of it. Unresponsive. Perfect description of Kris, would he ever gain control?
"No."
Not going to lie, I had to google 'monetary system' I figured it meant something about money. Okay, no I wouldn't. I'd be wayyy too scared that somehow the police would find out and I would go to jail. Eek. Jail's not my thing, I would definitely think long and hard about it, but the money wouldn't "feel" right when I use it.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
The job would have to wait. If I had any luck at finding love, well shucks hopefully they're understanding about my partner's need. Especially if they're feeling that bad to break down in public. Sorry. I'm a sucker for loveeee.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-weight, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
Yeah, I would have to know the exact flaw to tell you how I would handle it. I'm just gonna go with the two that you listed. I would strive to change them, I couldn't have a face full of acne or be over-weight. I feel the need to look my best and I'm sorry with a face full of acne you can't look your best necessary. Doesn't mean you can't try! ( I swear I'm not conceited or narcissist!) I'd try my hardest to exercise & diet and try to lose the weight they healthiest way possible. If it's acne, I'll get some ProActiv, or something. Wash my face everyday, get something to change it. I feel like if you're unhappy with something, you should change it. There. Are. Exceptions. I do not agree with plastic surgery!
Internet Alias: Renege.
Writing Piece:
(Warning: Horrible grammar ahead, I'm very sorry for your eyes. -.-)
Spoiler:
The day was pleasant, no, is pleasant, in fact it wasn't even day, it was night. Something dark hung over Kris's head, clouds perhaps? It didn't matter to him, nothing matter, actually that was a lie. Everything. Mattered. His days turned into nights as quickly as mice running from a lion, a rabid, deranged lion. Things, lots of things, were often jumbled in his mind nothing made sense. He had no sense of detail, no sense of manners, and definitely no sense of style. Thrown into a tornado, yet sprinkled with glitter made Kris's appearing. Wild, almost rabid hair perched on his head, almost like a bird's nest. Wrinkles, formed like a wave in the ocean, under his persuasive gaze. It almost begged you to stop looking, there wasn't anything but a mess here. Ragged clothes, jaded personality, disgusting hygiene, Kris wasn't anyone you wanted to hang out with, yet he wanted to hang out with you.
"Hey." A simple greeting, for a rather complex person, this was the most effective method to talking to him. Kris's gazed awkwardly turned upwards, he begged God, he begged the world for it not to be..... "Did you not hear me, it's your beloved friend? You know the only person who deals with you, hello?" It wasn't, Kris quickly thanked God and the world, not that he cared for either.
"Got it." A mumbled response. Something you'd learn to expect out of Kris, that or no answer at all.
"Anyway, did you hear about...." No, Kris didn't hear about it, nor did he hear the rest of the sentence, for his gaze shifted to the left. Past the sketchy figure in front of him, past the trees that seemed to taunt him, past the river that wanted to swallow him, far, far away. No one could ever keep Kris occupied long enough for him to listen to their, in his eyes, meaningless babble. Yet, they continued, like the message was being taken out of the bottle and read in mere seconds.
Oh god. Please stop. Why must we stop? Fun's around the corner. Kris's thought always played war, once must trump the other. Vicious cycles, a never-ending game, war was fun, especially when there was no joker. They were never satisfied, adamant by nature, something Kris had no control over. Not that he ever wanted control, chaos consumed his thoughts, shaping their harmful personalities. They controlled the body, they controlled the mind, at least part of it. Unresponsive. Perfect description of Kris, would he ever gain control?
"No."
Preliminary SU
Spoiler:
Your character's name: Jane Grayson / Alexandria / Logan
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Description: Fleeting from the scalp was rangy, brown-toned hair that stuck to rose-colored cheeks. Bangs that curved to the right side of her face, completely concealing her line of sight. If you managed to beyond the hair, you would see a pale, almost sickening green. It almost looked as if it wanted to fall asleep, disabled and no longer in use, it became lazy. Only one eye detected light, unlike the other it was completely visible. Green so bright that's almost creepy, mesmerizing to the unlucky who happen to meet it's gaze. Sparkling, coral lips hid neatly aligned teeth, how they kept so perfect was an amazement.
Loose pieces of cloth stayed on her as if she was a hanger, ready to fall to the floor if hit hard enough. A fragile body structure, arms that traveled down to just beneath her torso. Standing at a staggering six feet three inches, but she seemed more like a tower out of place with her surroundings. Faded jeans, they couldn't even properly be called blue-jeans more like a bad fashion statement that had failed to come back into popularity. A wave of wrinkles cascaded down an old band tee, the only words visible were "vs".
Personality: Crazed. Ditsy. Lustful. Jane preferred women to men for anything, company, friendship, and even love. Even though sometimes Jane isn't exactly Jane, she suffers from multi-personality disorder. Jane is the crazed, main personality who seems like the ring leader of the trio. Obsessive, deranged and frighten at any sound Jane hates being alone but she seems to work and live better this way. She was also observant and intrigued about other people's personality to see in the slightest if they match her. Independent from a young age, learning to fend for herself and others as she sees fit. When Jane changes she doesn't remember anything that Alexandria and Logan does not that she wants to. Also, Jane doesn't like to be judgmental, she could care less if you were a thief, a murder, or just a plain down right vicious person. As long as it didn't bother her, she didn't bother them no need for unwanted trouble.
Alexandria might just be the ditsy person you've ever meet and she is nothing like Jane, in fact she thinks she's better than Jane. Her snobbish attitude and narcissist ways seemed to get her into the most trouble. Perhaps the only good trait of hers is that she never gives up. That also means she never gives up on trying to be the "main" personality in control. One things for sure, you never ever call Alexandria, Alexandria that would be strike one, two, and three. She prefers to go by "Alix" with an 'i', sometimes she adds extra 'X's so that it makes her name seem all the better. Unlike Jane, Alix likes her men, tough, taller, muscular, mysterious, basically a meat-head/douche bag. Alix is tough herself, even though she acts ditsy for the boys, she can be as vicious as a serial killer.
Crazy for love, a love sick puppy, a lustful person all describe Logan. Yes, Jane does have a "male" personality, a sexist one at that. Logan hates being the only male of the trio but that just means he's all the better. Like Alexandria, he tends to think he owns everything and that everyone will fall in love with him. Loud, energetic, and smart Logan is the brains of the trio and perhaps even the bronze if Alexandria was around. Logan doesn't even notice that he's in a female body and how awkward it is for the women he approaches. If Logan is doing nothing else, he can be heard degrading women almost as if it's his hobby. Sometimes, Logan is just a very sexual person and likes to share his love with everybody. Men. Woman. No dogs, cats, or children.
Background/History: Jane's mother was a petty thief and her father was an alcoholic. When people met her parents they thought that she had a horrible life, which she didn't. Jane actually enjoyed her childhood, her house wasn't too shabby. Wait, who was anyone kidding her house was a dump. Beer and liquor bottles filled the floor, windows cracked that an overweight man could fit through. A stove that barely worked and a refrigerator that didn't. None of this stuff mattered to Jane, because she didn't actually live at that house. Every night she would sneak over to her best friend house and spend the night.
That was until the accident, everything changed after that nothing was the same for Jane. No one ever knew exactly what happened that night, except Jane's first transition the next morning. This was the very first time Alexandria showed up, her mother thought Jane was just trying to express herself differently. That was until the transitions happen more rapidly and Logan came and didn't leave for almost a week. Eventually things sorta themselves out, Jane got the medication and the diagnosis, her mother is still a thief and her dad an alcoholic. Still none of that matters, since Jane still sneaks out every night to her best friend's house.
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Description: Fleeting from the scalp was rangy, brown-toned hair that stuck to rose-colored cheeks. Bangs that curved to the right side of her face, completely concealing her line of sight. If you managed to beyond the hair, you would see a pale, almost sickening green. It almost looked as if it wanted to fall asleep, disabled and no longer in use, it became lazy. Only one eye detected light, unlike the other it was completely visible. Green so bright that's almost creepy, mesmerizing to the unlucky who happen to meet it's gaze. Sparkling, coral lips hid neatly aligned teeth, how they kept so perfect was an amazement.
Loose pieces of cloth stayed on her as if she was a hanger, ready to fall to the floor if hit hard enough. A fragile body structure, arms that traveled down to just beneath her torso. Standing at a staggering six feet three inches, but she seemed more like a tower out of place with her surroundings. Faded jeans, they couldn't even properly be called blue-jeans more like a bad fashion statement that had failed to come back into popularity. A wave of wrinkles cascaded down an old band tee, the only words visible were "vs".
Personality: Crazed. Ditsy. Lustful. Jane preferred women to men for anything, company, friendship, and even love. Even though sometimes Jane isn't exactly Jane, she suffers from multi-personality disorder. Jane is the crazed, main personality who seems like the ring leader of the trio. Obsessive, deranged and frighten at any sound Jane hates being alone but she seems to work and live better this way. She was also observant and intrigued about other people's personality to see in the slightest if they match her. Independent from a young age, learning to fend for herself and others as she sees fit. When Jane changes she doesn't remember anything that Alexandria and Logan does not that she wants to. Also, Jane doesn't like to be judgmental, she could care less if you were a thief, a murder, or just a plain down right vicious person. As long as it didn't bother her, she didn't bother them no need for unwanted trouble.
Alexandria might just be the ditsy person you've ever meet and she is nothing like Jane, in fact she thinks she's better than Jane. Her snobbish attitude and narcissist ways seemed to get her into the most trouble. Perhaps the only good trait of hers is that she never gives up. That also means she never gives up on trying to be the "main" personality in control. One things for sure, you never ever call Alexandria, Alexandria that would be strike one, two, and three. She prefers to go by "Alix" with an 'i', sometimes she adds extra 'X's so that it makes her name seem all the better. Unlike Jane, Alix likes her men, tough, taller, muscular, mysterious, basically a meat-head/douche bag. Alix is tough herself, even though she acts ditsy for the boys, she can be as vicious as a serial killer.
Crazy for love, a love sick puppy, a lustful person all describe Logan. Yes, Jane does have a "male" personality, a sexist one at that. Logan hates being the only male of the trio but that just means he's all the better. Like Alexandria, he tends to think he owns everything and that everyone will fall in love with him. Loud, energetic, and smart Logan is the brains of the trio and perhaps even the bronze if Alexandria was around. Logan doesn't even notice that he's in a female body and how awkward it is for the women he approaches. If Logan is doing nothing else, he can be heard degrading women almost as if it's his hobby. Sometimes, Logan is just a very sexual person and likes to share his love with everybody. Men. Woman. No dogs, cats, or children.
Background/History: Jane's mother was a petty thief and her father was an alcoholic. When people met her parents they thought that she had a horrible life, which she didn't. Jane actually enjoyed her childhood, her house wasn't too shabby. Wait, who was anyone kidding her house was a dump. Beer and liquor bottles filled the floor, windows cracked that an overweight man could fit through. A stove that barely worked and a refrigerator that didn't. None of this stuff mattered to Jane, because she didn't actually live at that house. Every night she would sneak over to her best friend house and spend the night.
That was until the accident, everything changed after that nothing was the same for Jane. No one ever knew exactly what happened that night, except Jane's first transition the next morning. This was the very first time Alexandria showed up, her mother thought Jane was just trying to express herself differently. That was until the transitions happen more rapidly and Logan came and didn't leave for almost a week. Eventually things sorta themselves out, Jane got the medication and the diagnosis, her mother is still a thief and her dad an alcoholic. Still none of that matters, since Jane still sneaks out every night to her best friend's house.
3.
Name: Zeta Dimentio
(Qualification SU)
Spoiler:
Internet Alias: Zeta Dimentio
A piece of your writing: Umm... hmm... I feel like writing something new, so yeah, no copypasta today, I guess. Here it is:
Spoiler:
David, Kirlia and Steven stared down Ezekiel and Mewtwo, the two exuding a fierce presence, the latter enhanced with a Shadow Aura making it seem even more powerful then it should be. What stood before them was the true force of the might of Team Enel: The Shadow Mewtwo. Ezekiel smiled a large, toothy smile and spoke aloud. "This, my friends, is a clone of the original Mew, tailor made to be more powerful." Ezekiel pointed to Shadow Mewtwo who was just standing there. "A clone developed by Team Rocket a year or so ago, I found the notes on Cinnabar Island about a year after the creature escaped, and followed them to get him. It may not be as powerful as the original, due to a shortage of certain hormones, but with the shadowification process, it has gained invincibility."
"So, you're willing to just waste lives like this?" Asked Steven, a cold glare in his eyes as he sent out Metagross. "You and Cipher are the same, suppressing the will of the pokemon!" Steven motioned to Metagross and Kirlia, both of them angry at Ezekiel, ready to attack on a moment's notice. "What you're doing is wrong, and even if you think it's right, you can't justify that with the course of action you took! Countless people in Hoenn are dying due to your occupation of Dewport, Lilycove and Mossdeep!"
"Yeah, these people all have lives to live! You're a monster for killing them so callously!" Yelled David, Kirlia attempting to speak his mind with telepathy, but failing due to the immense shadow energy Mewtwo was exuding. "Why do you cause so much people so much pain like this!?" And with that statement, Ezekiel began to laugh, the mask on his face reflecting the opposite of his joyous emotion. "What's so funny!?"
"You are so naive, the world doesn't deserve to have anything." Said Ezekiel as he turned around. Behind him, a large holographic map of the world appearing where a wall of the cave was. "War." Two regions, Sevii and Orange, lit up. "Famine." This time, Fiore lit up. "Crime and death." Kanto lit up. "Anarchy, rebellion." Orre, then Hoenn lit up under different colors. "Corruption." All of them lit up in a certain color now. "This world, has run itself into the ground, and you want to arrest me for wanting to rule over it, and rule for 10,000 years? I'll get the world into better shape then you pokemon league fools could ever do." At this, Ezekiel pointed at Steven, David and their pokemon, an insane grin forming on his face, eyes shining with expectation as he looked upon them. "Mewtwo, exterminate them!"
I could do longer, but I didn't want to overkill. I would think that would be good enough, hopefully. I'll add more if necessary though.
And please fill out this Survey below. (How you pick your choices will affect your character! Fill this out with your own opinions, not your character)
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
Hmm, this is a tough one, but without consequences, I'm assuming it is referring only to me, as it will cause some pain to someone, such as a loss of money they don't need. On the other hand, it could just be going to someone who doesn't need the money, someone who is rich enough to get however much money I would get in a matter of seconds. But I wouldn't take the chance, so I would say... No. I wouldn't.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
As someone else pointed out, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity both ways. But I'd go with comforting the love, because I am an emotional person deep down. If someone I cared about was depressed, I would do anything to help them out. If I go get the job, and lose her forever, then I would be unable to live with myself. And what if I lose the job? I could lose the love, but that seems far less likely then losing the job. If there is a solution to get both, I'll try to do it, but since there likely is none, I would comfort the love of my life, simply because... she would be the love of my life. What other reason would there be for me to help her in a time of need? Don't know how much help I could be, but I'll try, damn it.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-wieght, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
I have two flaws that are the biggest. I am slightly overweight (250 lbs at 6'4), but I don't look it. I do not care about this one, because I don't care about the opinions of others, if they're not close to me. And if I limit myself to a particular lifestyle, I will limit what I want to do in the world. It's not worth it, personally. Either health or fun is my choice, I choose fun, because what good would living to 99 be, if you didn't enjoy your life?
And the second is a more temporary flaw, so I guess it isn't overwhelming, but it is something, I guess and that is acne. Bad acne. I try to get rid of it, not because people around me say anything, I couldn't care less about that, but because it hurts. I try actively, and have tried about everything to get rid of it, but nothing worked. It's sad, but true. I have to live with the pain of the zits and pimples which shouldn't hurt nearly as much as they do me. It gets in the way at times, and it's just a general annoyance.
A piece of your writing: Umm... hmm... I feel like writing something new, so yeah, no copypasta today, I guess. Here it is:
Spoiler:
David, Kirlia and Steven stared down Ezekiel and Mewtwo, the two exuding a fierce presence, the latter enhanced with a Shadow Aura making it seem even more powerful then it should be. What stood before them was the true force of the might of Team Enel: The Shadow Mewtwo. Ezekiel smiled a large, toothy smile and spoke aloud. "This, my friends, is a clone of the original Mew, tailor made to be more powerful." Ezekiel pointed to Shadow Mewtwo who was just standing there. "A clone developed by Team Rocket a year or so ago, I found the notes on Cinnabar Island about a year after the creature escaped, and followed them to get him. It may not be as powerful as the original, due to a shortage of certain hormones, but with the shadowification process, it has gained invincibility."
"So, you're willing to just waste lives like this?" Asked Steven, a cold glare in his eyes as he sent out Metagross. "You and Cipher are the same, suppressing the will of the pokemon!" Steven motioned to Metagross and Kirlia, both of them angry at Ezekiel, ready to attack on a moment's notice. "What you're doing is wrong, and even if you think it's right, you can't justify that with the course of action you took! Countless people in Hoenn are dying due to your occupation of Dewport, Lilycove and Mossdeep!"
"Yeah, these people all have lives to live! You're a monster for killing them so callously!" Yelled David, Kirlia attempting to speak his mind with telepathy, but failing due to the immense shadow energy Mewtwo was exuding. "Why do you cause so much people so much pain like this!?" And with that statement, Ezekiel began to laugh, the mask on his face reflecting the opposite of his joyous emotion. "What's so funny!?"
"You are so naive, the world doesn't deserve to have anything." Said Ezekiel as he turned around. Behind him, a large holographic map of the world appearing where a wall of the cave was. "War." Two regions, Sevii and Orange, lit up. "Famine." This time, Fiore lit up. "Crime and death." Kanto lit up. "Anarchy, rebellion." Orre, then Hoenn lit up under different colors. "Corruption." All of them lit up in a certain color now. "This world, has run itself into the ground, and you want to arrest me for wanting to rule over it, and rule for 10,000 years? I'll get the world into better shape then you pokemon league fools could ever do." At this, Ezekiel pointed at Steven, David and their pokemon, an insane grin forming on his face, eyes shining with expectation as he looked upon them. "Mewtwo, exterminate them!"
I could do longer, but I didn't want to overkill. I would think that would be good enough, hopefully. I'll add more if necessary though.
And please fill out this Survey below. (How you pick your choices will affect your character! Fill this out with your own opinions, not your character)
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
Hmm, this is a tough one, but without consequences, I'm assuming it is referring only to me, as it will cause some pain to someone, such as a loss of money they don't need. On the other hand, it could just be going to someone who doesn't need the money, someone who is rich enough to get however much money I would get in a matter of seconds. But I wouldn't take the chance, so I would say... No. I wouldn't.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
As someone else pointed out, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity both ways. But I'd go with comforting the love, because I am an emotional person deep down. If someone I cared about was depressed, I would do anything to help them out. If I go get the job, and lose her forever, then I would be unable to live with myself. And what if I lose the job? I could lose the love, but that seems far less likely then losing the job. If there is a solution to get both, I'll try to do it, but since there likely is none, I would comfort the love of my life, simply because... she would be the love of my life. What other reason would there be for me to help her in a time of need? Don't know how much help I could be, but I'll try, damn it.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-wieght, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
I have two flaws that are the biggest. I am slightly overweight (250 lbs at 6'4), but I don't look it. I do not care about this one, because I don't care about the opinions of others, if they're not close to me. And if I limit myself to a particular lifestyle, I will limit what I want to do in the world. It's not worth it, personally. Either health or fun is my choice, I choose fun, because what good would living to 99 be, if you didn't enjoy your life?
And the second is a more temporary flaw, so I guess it isn't overwhelming, but it is something, I guess and that is acne. Bad acne. I try to get rid of it, not because people around me say anything, I couldn't care less about that, but because it hurts. I try actively, and have tried about everything to get rid of it, but nothing worked. It's sad, but true. I have to live with the pain of the zits and pimples which shouldn't hurt nearly as much as they do me. It gets in the way at times, and it's just a general annoyance.
Preliminary SU
Spoiler:
Your character's name: Indigo Verez/Melissa Hart
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Description: Indigo isn't a large man, standing at an impressive 4'11, weighing at about 110 lbs. Let's start with his head, just because. His head is actually a bit large, but not noticeably so, with an egg shape, but it is hidden by his hair. Speaking of, his hair is a dark brown that is quite long for a guy, going down to his mid-back. He keeps it tied back so his hair isn't always in his face. His skin is quite pale, as if he didn't get much sunlight during his life. His eyes are a light blue, which could be a reason he wears sunglasses, so that his eyes aren't in pain when he goes out. His nose isn't that long, coming out only about an inch or so, and it is pointed out, his nostrils slightly visible to the public. His ears are a little large, and noticeably so, but are hidden behind his hair most of the time, so they're ignored. He has a moderate amount of freckles on his face, but not too much. His lips are fairly thin as well, not that he minds, mind you. He has a small stubble of a beard growing on his chin.
He has an average build, not muscular, not fat, not thin. His body isn't too large, due to his small stature, his arms drop a bit below his hips, making them fairly long, and his hands are a bit big too, with long fingers. His legs are short, but that's to be expected with someone of this size, but there is a long scar on his left leg that he doesn't find too flattering, so that is always covered with a bandage.
He wears a white long-sleeved shirt and a black vest that look a bit big on him, the vest has pockets on the left breast, but not on the right, and his shirt has a pocket on the right arm, sewn on himself in case he ever needed it. He wears a small earring on his right ear, and a golden necklace with an X on it. His pants are black and look a bit big for himself as well, held up by a brown belt to the third hole. On his left leg, he has a bandage over his scar, and black socks under black dress shoes.
Personality: Indigo is sort of a snob, seeing himself better then everyone else, as that is how he was raised. He has contempt for the world, but can work with it, as he does need to from time to time. Being from an upper class, he does have ability to lead, and can do so if possible. However, he is reserved, due to an injury he received from his own fault as a child, he lost the streak of rebellion.
Despite his teachings, he is afraid of taking his father's place as a company head, like he is expected to, as he can't match up with his father in ability, he is afraid he would run it into the ground. He is also nervous over pokemon with sharp claws, like a Zangoose, which gave him the large scar. He likes to have fantasies where he is in control of something, or beating his father in ability over something, still has his childhood imagination, and to cope with his intense nervousness over possibly running a company, he has developed an alternate personality, or as he likes to call her, an imaginary friend, and isn't ashamed to speak of her out loud.
This alternate personality is a female, but doesn't really come out much, simply staying within his head, she isn't too helpful, at least in his mind, but she does comfort him when he is feeling nervous, even terrified of the world at times. She doesn't really have many fears except for sex and snakes, both of them creep her out a lot, and it sort of leaks over into him, nervous of the first and scared of the second. She can't really lead well, though she does try to cheer people up. Whenever she does get out, she unties his hair, allowing it to go free, and subsequently gets annoyed when it gets in her eyes.
Their favorite food is agreed upon to be ribs, which he doesn't get a lot of to their disappointment. His least favorite food is celery, always making him want to throw up, but that's not the case with the other, her least favorite food happens to be cheese, not really liking the sharpness of it.
Indigo's hobby is video games, something to allow him to escape the real world, and what it entails. Being of an elite class, he is privileged enough to get that, in return for being responsible whenever everyone else needed him to, even with these distractions, he wishes he could have been born in a lower class, not wanting to deal with the stress, and yet he acts superior to the lower classes, which is unusually strange.
His alternate personality, Melissa's hobby is hunting. She likes to hunt for pokemon, but never gets much of a chance to both because she's never the dominant personality, and that they never have a chance to go hunting, always having to do something else. Whether it's a pokeball or a gun, she likes the idea of a hunt.
Sleep is also different to them, Indigo wants to get to sleep early and wake up early, while Melissa wants to stay up all night and sleep through the next day. Indigo's habit of being a creature of the day being drilled into him since he was a kid, and Melissa being something to try and balance that out within his own mind.
Their sexual orientations are straight, but not exactly towards other humans. They're more attracted to each other, which makes things a little weird. Yes, if Indigo were to ever break from his shell, he'd like other people, but currently, he likes his alternate personality, even if he won't admit it. Even so, that is kind of disturbing. She likes him back, too, but being a different part of Indigo, she can't really like anyone else unless she were to take control for once.
Background/History: Indigo was born into a large city upper class, his father Maximilian Verez the owner of a corporation that is one that controls the media, and propaganda for the entire region, always keeping the dictator held within a positive light for the people, tricking quite a few more then you would expect, despite his corruption. As the heir to this, he was taught to be a polite man, as well as to respect Chancellor Sepior, but he never did, always feeling something to not really accept him for. As a kid, he was somewhat rebellious, though that was covered up by Maximilian.
He didn't want to be confined to this job, thinking it was boring, but he was taught to manage, and to lead. The secrets of the job being kept from him until he would take the helm from his old man, but this had an effect on the child, as he didn't have any friends of his age, causing him to be lonely and to act out more. When he went out, he was curious, but then that day came, he was feeling a bit more rebellious then normal, so he snuck away from his father and somehow ended up near a Zangoose. Curious, he disturbed its sleep, only for it to attack, cutting his leg very deeply. His father chased it off and got his son medical aid, but the scar was left over.
The incident scared him, and Melissa Hart was born, his alternate self, the self that he once was, with a few changes on things. He wasn't as rebellious anymore, and always went to his lessons, though how much he retained is questionable. At this point, he began to like pokemon battles and how much action they had, and wanted to become a professional trainer, like the people he saw on TV, though he would never get the chance, as his future was set in stone, or so he thought, his father thought that it was a good idea as well, to allow him to do so, in order to boost his popularity with the people, though to send him out as he was would be akin to letting a prince into a ghetto, not a good idea, so they aborted that plan.
They were mad, both Indigo and Melissa, the former because he liked pokemon training, and the latter because she wanted to feel the thrill of hunting and catching pokemon, a path denied to them. Will that path change, or are they stuck as is? Who knows, for that is where the story stops for now.
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Description: Indigo isn't a large man, standing at an impressive 4'11, weighing at about 110 lbs. Let's start with his head, just because. His head is actually a bit large, but not noticeably so, with an egg shape, but it is hidden by his hair. Speaking of, his hair is a dark brown that is quite long for a guy, going down to his mid-back. He keeps it tied back so his hair isn't always in his face. His skin is quite pale, as if he didn't get much sunlight during his life. His eyes are a light blue, which could be a reason he wears sunglasses, so that his eyes aren't in pain when he goes out. His nose isn't that long, coming out only about an inch or so, and it is pointed out, his nostrils slightly visible to the public. His ears are a little large, and noticeably so, but are hidden behind his hair most of the time, so they're ignored. He has a moderate amount of freckles on his face, but not too much. His lips are fairly thin as well, not that he minds, mind you. He has a small stubble of a beard growing on his chin.
He has an average build, not muscular, not fat, not thin. His body isn't too large, due to his small stature, his arms drop a bit below his hips, making them fairly long, and his hands are a bit big too, with long fingers. His legs are short, but that's to be expected with someone of this size, but there is a long scar on his left leg that he doesn't find too flattering, so that is always covered with a bandage.
He wears a white long-sleeved shirt and a black vest that look a bit big on him, the vest has pockets on the left breast, but not on the right, and his shirt has a pocket on the right arm, sewn on himself in case he ever needed it. He wears a small earring on his right ear, and a golden necklace with an X on it. His pants are black and look a bit big for himself as well, held up by a brown belt to the third hole. On his left leg, he has a bandage over his scar, and black socks under black dress shoes.
Personality: Indigo is sort of a snob, seeing himself better then everyone else, as that is how he was raised. He has contempt for the world, but can work with it, as he does need to from time to time. Being from an upper class, he does have ability to lead, and can do so if possible. However, he is reserved, due to an injury he received from his own fault as a child, he lost the streak of rebellion.
Despite his teachings, he is afraid of taking his father's place as a company head, like he is expected to, as he can't match up with his father in ability, he is afraid he would run it into the ground. He is also nervous over pokemon with sharp claws, like a Zangoose, which gave him the large scar. He likes to have fantasies where he is in control of something, or beating his father in ability over something, still has his childhood imagination, and to cope with his intense nervousness over possibly running a company, he has developed an alternate personality, or as he likes to call her, an imaginary friend, and isn't ashamed to speak of her out loud.
This alternate personality is a female, but doesn't really come out much, simply staying within his head, she isn't too helpful, at least in his mind, but she does comfort him when he is feeling nervous, even terrified of the world at times. She doesn't really have many fears except for sex and snakes, both of them creep her out a lot, and it sort of leaks over into him, nervous of the first and scared of the second. She can't really lead well, though she does try to cheer people up. Whenever she does get out, she unties his hair, allowing it to go free, and subsequently gets annoyed when it gets in her eyes.
Their favorite food is agreed upon to be ribs, which he doesn't get a lot of to their disappointment. His least favorite food is celery, always making him want to throw up, but that's not the case with the other, her least favorite food happens to be cheese, not really liking the sharpness of it.
Indigo's hobby is video games, something to allow him to escape the real world, and what it entails. Being of an elite class, he is privileged enough to get that, in return for being responsible whenever everyone else needed him to, even with these distractions, he wishes he could have been born in a lower class, not wanting to deal with the stress, and yet he acts superior to the lower classes, which is unusually strange.
His alternate personality, Melissa's hobby is hunting. She likes to hunt for pokemon, but never gets much of a chance to both because she's never the dominant personality, and that they never have a chance to go hunting, always having to do something else. Whether it's a pokeball or a gun, she likes the idea of a hunt.
Sleep is also different to them, Indigo wants to get to sleep early and wake up early, while Melissa wants to stay up all night and sleep through the next day. Indigo's habit of being a creature of the day being drilled into him since he was a kid, and Melissa being something to try and balance that out within his own mind.
Their sexual orientations are straight, but not exactly towards other humans. They're more attracted to each other, which makes things a little weird. Yes, if Indigo were to ever break from his shell, he'd like other people, but currently, he likes his alternate personality, even if he won't admit it. Even so, that is kind of disturbing. She likes him back, too, but being a different part of Indigo, she can't really like anyone else unless she were to take control for once.
Background/History: Indigo was born into a large city upper class, his father Maximilian Verez the owner of a corporation that is one that controls the media, and propaganda for the entire region, always keeping the dictator held within a positive light for the people, tricking quite a few more then you would expect, despite his corruption. As the heir to this, he was taught to be a polite man, as well as to respect Chancellor Sepior, but he never did, always feeling something to not really accept him for. As a kid, he was somewhat rebellious, though that was covered up by Maximilian.
He didn't want to be confined to this job, thinking it was boring, but he was taught to manage, and to lead. The secrets of the job being kept from him until he would take the helm from his old man, but this had an effect on the child, as he didn't have any friends of his age, causing him to be lonely and to act out more. When he went out, he was curious, but then that day came, he was feeling a bit more rebellious then normal, so he snuck away from his father and somehow ended up near a Zangoose. Curious, he disturbed its sleep, only for it to attack, cutting his leg very deeply. His father chased it off and got his son medical aid, but the scar was left over.
The incident scared him, and Melissa Hart was born, his alternate self, the self that he once was, with a few changes on things. He wasn't as rebellious anymore, and always went to his lessons, though how much he retained is questionable. At this point, he began to like pokemon battles and how much action they had, and wanted to become a professional trainer, like the people he saw on TV, though he would never get the chance, as his future was set in stone, or so he thought, his father thought that it was a good idea as well, to allow him to do so, in order to boost his popularity with the people, though to send him out as he was would be akin to letting a prince into a ghetto, not a good idea, so they aborted that plan.
They were mad, both Indigo and Melissa, the former because he liked pokemon training, and the latter because she wanted to feel the thrill of hunting and catching pokemon, a path denied to them. Will that path change, or are they stuck as is? Who knows, for that is where the story stops for now.
4.
Name: Godzil
(Qualification SU)
Spoiler:
Internet Alias: Godzil
A piece of your writing:
Spoiler:
It's summer. The days are hot, the nights are cold, and nobody ever comes around. Elias wanders through the desert, humming to himself. The sun hasn't had a chance to come up yet, leaving the air cool and clean. Elias stands on a rock, surveying the area.
Everything's alright. Everything's okay. It's quiet.
Kerrigan sits on the rock, looking at her brother. She thinks for a second, then tackles him from behind. They both fall, Kerrigan laughing the whole while.
Elias rolls away, annoyed that he's covered in sand. He laughs loudly, and helps his sister to her feet. She runs off, expecting him to follow. He walks after her, songs going through his head. They do this every day, the crazy siblings who live in the desert. He sings to himself under his breath. "It's lovely lovely lovely lovely, this is the way..."
And please fill out this Survey below.
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
YES. I gain and there are no consequences. I will and have done many things when I believe there are no consequences.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
If she is about to have a breakdown in public, I take her aside. I talk calmly and soothingly, telling her to remain composed. She has to be the stable one in her family. Then I say that I am on my way to a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It will change our lives, but I may not be around. We'll see how it goes.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-wieght, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
I accept it. I am overweight and don't care, especially since recent changes in my life are causing my weight to go down. I never care what people say or think about me because I don't like them, and if I continue living life how I have been, things will work out for me.
A piece of your writing:
Spoiler:
It's summer. The days are hot, the nights are cold, and nobody ever comes around. Elias wanders through the desert, humming to himself. The sun hasn't had a chance to come up yet, leaving the air cool and clean. Elias stands on a rock, surveying the area.
Everything's alright. Everything's okay. It's quiet.
Kerrigan sits on the rock, looking at her brother. She thinks for a second, then tackles him from behind. They both fall, Kerrigan laughing the whole while.
Elias rolls away, annoyed that he's covered in sand. He laughs loudly, and helps his sister to her feet. She runs off, expecting him to follow. He walks after her, songs going through his head. They do this every day, the crazy siblings who live in the desert. He sings to himself under his breath. "It's lovely lovely lovely lovely, this is the way..."
And please fill out this Survey below.
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
YES. I gain and there are no consequences. I will and have done many things when I believe there are no consequences.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
If she is about to have a breakdown in public, I take her aside. I talk calmly and soothingly, telling her to remain composed. She has to be the stable one in her family. Then I say that I am on my way to a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It will change our lives, but I may not be around. We'll see how it goes.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body (extremely over-wieght, face full of acne :O I don't mean to offend anyone, I have experience these things myself). Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
I accept it. I am overweight and don't care, especially since recent changes in my life are causing my weight to go down. I never care what people say or think about me because I don't like them, and if I continue living life how I have been, things will work out for me.
Preliminary SU
Spoiler:
Name: Dennis "Denny" Anderson
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Description: A tall boy, a little over 6 feet tall. Brown hair cut short, blue eyes behind large glasses. His skin is pale. He has wide shoulders, with muscular arms, but has a bit of a belly. Average-looking, not very memorable or attractive.
Denny wears black work boots, dark blue jeans, and a light red t-shirt. Wears a dark red longcoat, carrying several random objects in it's pockets. His hands are covered by black neoprene gloves. Wears sunglasses when outside, putting them on top of his head when not needed.
Personality: A quiet person, he usually keeps away from others, watching and listening to them quietly. This combined with his size tends to unnerve people. He will often wander away from things, only to focus on something else before returning. When he does interact with others, he tends to shy away from physical contact unless around girls, who he doesn't mind touching. He doesn't speak often, and when he does it is either incredibly relevant or completly non sequiter. A textbook psychopath, he is a coward afraid of conflict and commitment.
Background/History: Born in a large city to a middle-class family, Dennis had a comfortable life. He never fit in with others, leading a fairly lonely and uneventful childhood. Would often wander away from the humans who so easily bored him, and liked to run. This was useful in his teen years, when he was tormented for his oddness. He enjoyed eavesdropping on people or just watching them go about their business. Was known for saying strange things, being a loner, and running from attackers.
Having finished his schooling, he does odd jobs for money, as well as being a mail deliverer and part-time thief. The large city gives him plenty of time and space for watching people, running/jumping/climbing, or just being alone.
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Description: A tall boy, a little over 6 feet tall. Brown hair cut short, blue eyes behind large glasses. His skin is pale. He has wide shoulders, with muscular arms, but has a bit of a belly. Average-looking, not very memorable or attractive.
Denny wears black work boots, dark blue jeans, and a light red t-shirt. Wears a dark red longcoat, carrying several random objects in it's pockets. His hands are covered by black neoprene gloves. Wears sunglasses when outside, putting them on top of his head when not needed.
Personality: A quiet person, he usually keeps away from others, watching and listening to them quietly. This combined with his size tends to unnerve people. He will often wander away from things, only to focus on something else before returning. When he does interact with others, he tends to shy away from physical contact unless around girls, who he doesn't mind touching. He doesn't speak often, and when he does it is either incredibly relevant or completly non sequiter. A textbook psychopath, he is a coward afraid of conflict and commitment.
Background/History: Born in a large city to a middle-class family, Dennis had a comfortable life. He never fit in with others, leading a fairly lonely and uneventful childhood. Would often wander away from the humans who so easily bored him, and liked to run. This was useful in his teen years, when he was tormented for his oddness. He enjoyed eavesdropping on people or just watching them go about their business. Was known for saying strange things, being a loner, and running from attackers.
Having finished his schooling, he does odd jobs for money, as well as being a mail deliverer and part-time thief. The large city gives him plenty of time and space for watching people, running/jumping/climbing, or just being alone.
5.
Name: Charzeon
(Qualification SU)
Spoiler:
Internet Alias: Charzeon
A piece of your writing: Spoiler:
His name wasn't really Rainbow Man. But that's what folks had been calling the strange man who sang since he first appeared in our little town of Oulixes. We called him that for the bright, multicolored scarf around his neck. Though no one understood why he wore a scarf. It never got cold here and often times the temperature would go past 90 degrees.
Then again, no one really understood most of what Rainbow Man did. He was a very strange sort of man. Often people would see Rainbow Man walking down a street tilting dangerously this way and that with drunkenness. Other times people talked of him standing by a trash can, making pleasant conversation with the trash inside. One woman once claimed to see him dip his head into the river for a long time before finally bringing it up, gasping for the air his lungs surely needed.
This and other actions that Rainbow Man did lead to much criticism from the news papers of Oulixes. One of these papers, the 'Oulixes Observer', really laid it on thick. I honestly don't know what Rainbow Man did to them, nor does anybody else, but they didn't seem to like him very much. If Rainbow Man was talking to one of his trash cans, they would report that he was plotting some Soviet scheme against the town. If he talked to some children while on one of his walks, the Oulixes Observer would say that he tried to kidnap them or do things to them. In fact, in the case of the last accusation, a few people tried to sue Rainbow Man for what he 'did' to their children. But, they could not bring up enough evidence and the cases were always dismissed.
Of course the one thing that the Oulixes Observer could not ruin or to twist into something sinister, and the one thing that everyone agrees on about him, was Rainbow Man's singing voice. That man sung like nothing you nor have I ever heard. He sang prettier then any bird I have ever known and when ever he stands or sits down and lets out that voice, you can be sure that people from all around will come to listen. I can't even really compare his voice to anything else for there is nothing like it in this whole world. You would just have to hear it to believe it.
But despite his singing voice and the general easiness of his life, I don't think Rainbow Man is very happy with himself. No one truly knows what it is that makes him so unhappy. Some say it's the Oulixes Observer that makes him so darn upset. Though I personally think that the Oulixes Observer does contribute to the poor man's sadness, I don't think it's the only reason. Maybe Rainbow Man's depression has something to do with his past, where he did something he greatly regretted. Maybe his mind is like that of my autistic brother, where something seemingly small to us made all the difference for him and lead Rainbow Man to come to our small town.
What ever the reason, no one really knows why Rainbow Man was like what he was. Oh, people guessed, and they guessed some pretty wild things. Some say he was a rich man who lost his fortune and, from there, his mind. Others say that the town he used to live in kicked him out for an unspeakable crime. Even more say that he was sent by God to teach us His lessons through this man's songs. The Oulixes Observer thinks he's a Soviet spy that's reporting back to the Reds so that they could plan out their destruction for America.
However, all thoughts of who he is or what he used to be or the state of his mind are washed away from thought when Rainbow Man sings. Then, the only thing that enters your head is the beautiful notes that come out of his mouth. Some people throw him change out of pity, which he saves up and buys beer with. People are complaining and saying that we shouldn't do that any more. But you just have to feel so sorry for poor old Rainbow Man and you want to help him out. If giving him some change out of your purse so that he can forget his troubles is all you can do, well then you do it.
Well…I guess I should be correcting myself right about now. For you see, Rainbow Man used to sing. Rainbow Man used to buy beer with the change thrown at him. The Oulixes Observer used to come up with wild accusations about him. But now, none of that happens. For you see, Rainbow Man is dead.
A couple kids found his body while playing a game of tag. Many beer bottles and some hooch were found next to it. After a quick autopsy, doctors found out that Rainbow Man died of alcohol poisoning. Indeed, some of the beer bottles around his body still had some beer in it. People think that Rainbow Man had been storing some beer and making some hooch to get really drunk. Some even think that this death was intentional, that he had it all planned out.
In any case, Rainbow Man is dead and now people feel hollowness within their souls that they did not feel before. With out anyone telling them to, people started a memorial service for Rainbow Man. Everyone came and said how unfortunate it was that he died and how great a man he had been. Even the Oulixes Observer says that it's a real shame.
Overall, everyone is really sad about this and grieving over the man they didn't really know. Yet, as I sit and listen to all the good things they're saying about Rainbow man, I can't help but think; why didn't any one say these things when he was alive?
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
Yes, I'm afraid to say I would. If there was any chance of a consequence then I wouldn't even think about it. But if there wasn't a chance of me being found out and getting into trouble, then I would do everything I could to get as much money as possible.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
I would go comfort my love. Though I'm sure that the job was pretty good, there are other jobs out there and there aren't many stabs one can take on love. Especially if she is having a break down, I would want to do whatever I could to help.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body. Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
I would kind of do both. I would except the fact that I am overweight or else have acne or something like that, but I would also do what I could to change it. Naturally I wouldn't try to go to extremes to change my appearance but would try to find more reasonable ways to get what I want from my body. I could really care less what other people think, I'm just going to try to be happy with myself. :)
A piece of your writing: Spoiler:
His name wasn't really Rainbow Man. But that's what folks had been calling the strange man who sang since he first appeared in our little town of Oulixes. We called him that for the bright, multicolored scarf around his neck. Though no one understood why he wore a scarf. It never got cold here and often times the temperature would go past 90 degrees.
Then again, no one really understood most of what Rainbow Man did. He was a very strange sort of man. Often people would see Rainbow Man walking down a street tilting dangerously this way and that with drunkenness. Other times people talked of him standing by a trash can, making pleasant conversation with the trash inside. One woman once claimed to see him dip his head into the river for a long time before finally bringing it up, gasping for the air his lungs surely needed.
This and other actions that Rainbow Man did lead to much criticism from the news papers of Oulixes. One of these papers, the 'Oulixes Observer', really laid it on thick. I honestly don't know what Rainbow Man did to them, nor does anybody else, but they didn't seem to like him very much. If Rainbow Man was talking to one of his trash cans, they would report that he was plotting some Soviet scheme against the town. If he talked to some children while on one of his walks, the Oulixes Observer would say that he tried to kidnap them or do things to them. In fact, in the case of the last accusation, a few people tried to sue Rainbow Man for what he 'did' to their children. But, they could not bring up enough evidence and the cases were always dismissed.
Of course the one thing that the Oulixes Observer could not ruin or to twist into something sinister, and the one thing that everyone agrees on about him, was Rainbow Man's singing voice. That man sung like nothing you nor have I ever heard. He sang prettier then any bird I have ever known and when ever he stands or sits down and lets out that voice, you can be sure that people from all around will come to listen. I can't even really compare his voice to anything else for there is nothing like it in this whole world. You would just have to hear it to believe it.
But despite his singing voice and the general easiness of his life, I don't think Rainbow Man is very happy with himself. No one truly knows what it is that makes him so unhappy. Some say it's the Oulixes Observer that makes him so darn upset. Though I personally think that the Oulixes Observer does contribute to the poor man's sadness, I don't think it's the only reason. Maybe Rainbow Man's depression has something to do with his past, where he did something he greatly regretted. Maybe his mind is like that of my autistic brother, where something seemingly small to us made all the difference for him and lead Rainbow Man to come to our small town.
What ever the reason, no one really knows why Rainbow Man was like what he was. Oh, people guessed, and they guessed some pretty wild things. Some say he was a rich man who lost his fortune and, from there, his mind. Others say that the town he used to live in kicked him out for an unspeakable crime. Even more say that he was sent by God to teach us His lessons through this man's songs. The Oulixes Observer thinks he's a Soviet spy that's reporting back to the Reds so that they could plan out their destruction for America.
However, all thoughts of who he is or what he used to be or the state of his mind are washed away from thought when Rainbow Man sings. Then, the only thing that enters your head is the beautiful notes that come out of his mouth. Some people throw him change out of pity, which he saves up and buys beer with. People are complaining and saying that we shouldn't do that any more. But you just have to feel so sorry for poor old Rainbow Man and you want to help him out. If giving him some change out of your purse so that he can forget his troubles is all you can do, well then you do it.
Well…I guess I should be correcting myself right about now. For you see, Rainbow Man used to sing. Rainbow Man used to buy beer with the change thrown at him. The Oulixes Observer used to come up with wild accusations about him. But now, none of that happens. For you see, Rainbow Man is dead.
A couple kids found his body while playing a game of tag. Many beer bottles and some hooch were found next to it. After a quick autopsy, doctors found out that Rainbow Man died of alcohol poisoning. Indeed, some of the beer bottles around his body still had some beer in it. People think that Rainbow Man had been storing some beer and making some hooch to get really drunk. Some even think that this death was intentional, that he had it all planned out.
In any case, Rainbow Man is dead and now people feel hollowness within their souls that they did not feel before. With out anyone telling them to, people started a memorial service for Rainbow Man. Everyone came and said how unfortunate it was that he died and how great a man he had been. Even the Oulixes Observer says that it's a real shame.
Overall, everyone is really sad about this and grieving over the man they didn't really know. Yet, as I sit and listen to all the good things they're saying about Rainbow man, I can't help but think; why didn't any one say these things when he was alive?
1. You have a chance to exploit a monetary system to your own gain without any consequences. Do you do it?:
Yes, I'm afraid to say I would. If there was any chance of a consequence then I wouldn't even think about it. But if there wasn't a chance of me being found out and getting into trouble, then I would do everything I could to get as much money as possible.
2. The love of your life is upset, about ready to have an emotional breakdown about the death of her father in public. When you see her, you are off to a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. What do you do?:
I would go comfort my love. Though I'm sure that the job was pretty good, there are other jobs out there and there aren't many stabs one can take on love. Especially if she is having a break down, I would want to do whatever I could to help.
3. You have an overwhelming flaw to your physical body. Do you accept it, or strive to change it? Why?
I would kind of do both. I would except the fact that I am overweight or else have acne or something like that, but I would also do what I could to change it. Naturally I wouldn't try to go to extremes to change my appearance but would try to find more reasonable ways to get what I want from my body. I could really care less what other people think, I'm just going to try to be happy with myself. :)
Preliminary SU
Spoiler:
Your character's name: Clare Johnson
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Description: Clare is 5 foot 7 with short, brown hair and greenish-blue eyes. She has a thick build and is a bit over weight but has some muscle to her. She usually wears a white t-shirt with blue horizontal strips on it and beige summer pants. She also has on a dark blue watch and a necklace with a bettle on the end. Lastly, Clare usually wear blue and white running shoes and white socks.
Personality: Clare is usually quiet and doesn't say much. She can seem very threatening and cold and can seem like she doesn't want anyone to come up to her. However, she does like helping people and can be quite kind when she wants to be. Once you get to know her, Clare can also be very talkitive when she warms up to you. However, she gets easily excited and this can lead to her getting very loud and active.
Background/History: Clare was born in a large sized town, though it was in no sense of the word a city near a river. She grew up with a middle class family and spent most of her time alone. She would often take walks by herself around the town and hang out in a couple of the coffe shops she liked. Clare also really liked to read and so could also be found at the libary some days. This is what lead her to get into random things, like mythology, Pokemon, law and kid books.
When not in school, Clare passes the time with odd little jobs or swimming. She also sometimes meets up with people she has met on the street and has become a kind of friends with. She is also aware of the evils of the world but doesn't try to let that bother her and tries to understand why some people around her just plain ignore it. Over all, she does all she can to live as happy a life as she can.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Description: Clare is 5 foot 7 with short, brown hair and greenish-blue eyes. She has a thick build and is a bit over weight but has some muscle to her. She usually wears a white t-shirt with blue horizontal strips on it and beige summer pants. She also has on a dark blue watch and a necklace with a bettle on the end. Lastly, Clare usually wear blue and white running shoes and white socks.
Personality: Clare is usually quiet and doesn't say much. She can seem very threatening and cold and can seem like she doesn't want anyone to come up to her. However, she does like helping people and can be quite kind when she wants to be. Once you get to know her, Clare can also be very talkitive when she warms up to you. However, she gets easily excited and this can lead to her getting very loud and active.
Background/History: Clare was born in a large sized town, though it was in no sense of the word a city near a river. She grew up with a middle class family and spent most of her time alone. She would often take walks by herself around the town and hang out in a couple of the coffe shops she liked. Clare also really liked to read and so could also be found at the libary some days. This is what lead her to get into random things, like mythology, Pokemon, law and kid books.
When not in school, Clare passes the time with odd little jobs or swimming. She also sometimes meets up with people she has met on the street and has become a kind of friends with. She is also aware of the evils of the world but doesn't try to let that bother her and tries to understand why some people around her just plain ignore it. Over all, she does all she can to live as happy a life as she can.
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