The Whirl Cup (T)

The Johto Region at present.
The Johto Region - serene and mysterious even to this day. Many years have passed since the days when it was a common sight to see youngsters starting off on their Pokemon journeys. Once a tradition that every young adult experienced, it slowly waned in popularity with the rise of the many hundreds of other job options the current generation now have.

Many of the region's professors who specialised in aspects of Pokemon began to close their doors to promising hopefuls who were still caught by the idea of travelling the region with faithful partners. It has become extremely difficult for beginning trainers to carry out their dreams, many families not even being able to afford to attend the now pretigious Pokemon Academies located in the region, these schools now being the only place where a formal Pokemon battling technique and training education can be received.

Despite this fall of Pokemon training in the region, someone, somewhere, finally decided to take charge. Posters and flyers began to litter the ground and walls in every city, at first only here and there but now in an abundance. They outlined a competition that would be taking place in several months time, a competition that would surely bring about a rise in Pokemon journeying once more.

Where do you fit into all of this?
You are a young teenager, living out your life somewhere in the Johto region, who hears about this competition that is going to take place. It is the words Whirl Cup which spark your interest. The Whirl Cup, set up in honour of the famous Whirl Islands near Cianwood City, used to be a tournament for water type Pokemon trainers. This revived version is for all types, a competition only found in the Johto region which is aimed at helping bring about a rise in Pokemon training once more.

In order to participate in the competition, trainer hopefulls must begin with a Pokemon given to them from one of the Professors who are acting as the overseers of the competition. The Professor you will be visiting is Ginevra Woods. In par with the competition's conditions, you travel to Olivine City where the registration will take place. From there, those chosen who are gifted with a starter Pokemon will then travel the Johto region.

Only after collecting five badges from any of the eight gyms in the region who have opened their doors once more, will those chosen be eligible to compete in the Whirl Cup. The Whirl Cup will be unlike any competition Johto has ever seen before, with the chosen trainers battling against not only each other but against seasoned trainers, the small number of them who still have battling skills, in an effort to fight for the top prize.

The only conditions to register are that participants must be between the ages of fifteen and nineteen and have an interest in Pokemon.

Finding the time to stand up against them.
As within every region these days, deadly forces plot against the good, most significantly tearing apart the relationship between human beings and wild Pokemon. Whilst evil forces continue to hunt and steal Pokemon, the trust of the wild Pokemon with humans has been left falling apart. As trainers, you must catch wild Pokemon to add to your team. This will be increasingly difficult unless these deadly forces can be stopped.

Throughout the RP, there will be options for trainers to attempt to do things such as stop hunters and poachers or save a wild Pokemon herd from being rounded up and used in experiments. It is optional for trainers to attempt these acts but as long as these acts are ignored, the harder it will be to find and capture wild Pokemon to add to your team for the Whirl Cup.

Partners in crime.
There are six Pokemon for six participants. (Two of each of the official starters of Johto. Please be aware of the differing genders of the pairs)

*Note: Reserves will last for 24 hours. If your SU is not up to the standard I'm asking for, the Pokemon will be up for grabs. I'm not being harsh, I just want the best writers for this RP. :) It doesn't take much to put a little effort into your descriptions!


Wanting to get started? > Find the word!
1. As Game Master (GM), I have a final say on everything.
2. When battling a wild Pokemon in an attempt to capture it, you must end the post with the ball rolling around. The quality of your posts will determine whether or not you capture the Pokemon and its statistics.
3. This is a chaptered RPG. Pokemon will not have levels, instead they can advance and evolve depending on the number of battles/scenarios they are involved in and, again, the quality of your posts. The more creative you are, the more likely it is that your Pokemon will be one step closer to evolving.
4. This also counts for attacks! Eventually, your Pokemon will have an unlimited number of attacks at their disposal. To start with however, they will be limited. With more battles and experiences, they will gain attacks. You can also RP a training post which will help a Pokemon learn a new move. The moves your Pokemon will be able to use to begin with will be determined upon your character receiving the Pokemon from Professor Woods.
5. Battles: The outcome of the battle will be determined by the GM, depending on the quality of your battle posts and your creativity. Type matchups will have some effect but if you are a good writer, it is possible, for example, for a Water type to emerge victorious against an Electric type. Include the name 'Poliwhirl' at the beginning of your SU.
6. Remember to be active and post!
7. All PC rules apply.
8. No bunnying/godmodding/powermodding.
9. RP is rated T, remember that!

Let's go!
SU


If you have any questions/queries, please feel free to VM/PM me. I've got many of the chapters written already and for that reason I'm excited to try and keep this RP going!

Can I reserve a spot for one of the female Chikorita, please? (:

Also, what do you mean by a 'chaptered rpg'? Does each post need to be really long, or just the size of a normal/decent rpg post?

I'd like to reserve a male Cyndaquil please.

I'd like to reserve a spot for the other female Chikorita.

Reserves for:
Palcks - Female Chikorita
Fuyu - Male Cyndaquil
First Snow - Female Chikorita

@Palcks: What I mean by 'chaptered' is that the events of the roleplay will come in chapters, essentially. For example, in the first chapter of a roleplay like this, events may include things such as characters receiving their Pokemon and heading out onto the first route to catch a Pokemon. Your posts only have to be the length of a decent rp post. Hope that clears things up!

Ohhh, okay. Thank makes sense, thanks! (: I'll work on my sign-up later today!

Would you kindly reserve me the Male Totodile?

Reserves for:
Palcks - Female Chikorita
Fuyu - Male Cyndaquil
First Snow - Female Chikorita
Godzil - Male Totodile

I can't wait to see the SU's! :)

Reserve me for a female totodile? I'm writing my SU starting now :D

POLIWHIRL

Name: Ryan Blake

Gender: Male

Age: 15

History: Ryan grew up on a small farm on the outskirts of Ecruteak City, smack dab in the middle of many open fields in the middle of nowhere. He has worked since he was 7 years old, milking the Milktanks, cultivating the crops, sheering the Mareep and getting shocked, all in a days work. Ryan's parents were both former trainers, successful enough to reach the Pokemon League, where they met. Neither of them won, though, so they got married and settled down in Johto, where Ryan was born. Ever since he was a baby, his parents told him stories of them receiving their first pokemon, their journey, how excited they were and how much fun they had with their friends. Ryan was so excited to become a trainer that some nights he just didn't sleep because he was thinking about it so much.

Then, new careers began to sprout up all over the region, and the term "trainer" was scarcely ever heard anymore. The day Ryan turned 11, he took a trip straight to receive his Starter Pokemon. Ryan was so excited to start, but Professor Elm shut his doors on him saying "He had no more Pokemon to supply". Ryan went back home, crushed. He didn't leave his room for days. One day, he mustered up enough energy to push all of his feelings down, and start working on the farm, which was a good thing because the farm began to go into debt. For a while, he actually believed he didn't want to be a trainer. He worked away all his troubles, and he was quite good at it. Inside, though, he had lost all hope. Until the Whirl Cup was announced. He was going to win. For his parents. For the Farm. For himself.



Personality: Ryan is a very excitable, balanced kid. He is always looking for the best qualities in everyone, even if there are no good qualities to be found. He is very friendly, and never judges anyone simply by who they appear to be. He's quite nervous around people he doesn't know, simply because he's only really known his parents and the pokemon on the farm for his whole life. He's been to town, but doesn't like to spend much time there because he feels so out of place. All of the other kids want to be managers of companies and tycoons.Ryan has never really had any friends, and that's partly why he wants a pokemon so badly, so he can bond with something other than his parents and the pokemon on his farm.

Ryan hates being the center of attention. Ryan is quite attractive, and every so often a girl comes up to the farm and tries to win him over, which he absolutely hates. He has a secret rebellious side that he hasn't ever let take control because theres nothing really rebellious to do on his small farm. Ryan is incredibly worried about his future and his destiny, and he hopes to be more than just a simple farmhand on a a farm in the middle of nowhere. A nobody. Well he wants to accomplish something before becoming that

Appearance: Ryan has short brown hair that all sort of spikes up in the front. A sort of faux hawk. He has Blue-Green eyes that change depending upon what colors he's wearing. They've been described as "mesmerizing". He wears a red vest with a white shirt and jeans. Simple travel wear. He has a muscular build from working on his farm ever since he was little, and is about 5"8. He wears an out dated Poke Etch watch, from about 4 years ago. His parents bought it for him for his birthday as preparation for his Journey, which obviously didnt work out.

Starter Species: Totodile
Nickname: Sometimes Toto, but usually just Totodile

RP Sample: The clock struck 5:30 in the morning. How did Ryan know this? Well quite frankly it was because every morning he would jump at the most unattractive sound ever heard by the face of the earth emitted by his fathers Honchcrow. Ryan stretched, fixed his hair quickly, and got dressed. He yawned as he opened the door, a gust of cool early morning air kissing his face.

"Hey old girl" he said, quickly petting the face of one of three of his families Milktank's. He opened the pasture for all of their farm animals to roam in, acting as shepherd to make sure none of them tried to bolt. He closed the gate, and proceeded to take care of his every day chores. He milked the Milktanks, sheared the Mareep whose coats were ready, and then prepared them for sale at the local shop.

Ryan rolled out his bike, packed on all the supplies on the back, and hopped on, riding it down to the town center. Shortly after he arrived, and not a moment too soon. There was a representative in the store for something, but Ryan had no idea what yet.

"Morning Mirabelle, here's the milk and wool you ordered" Ryan said, staring at the man. He looked like he was from a city, like Ecruteak or Olivine.

"Here he is, Geoffrey, this is Ryan" Mirabelle said, taking the wool and milk.

"Whats going on Mirabelle?" Ryan asked, a little apprehensive.

"Well, Ryan. I think I'm the person to answer that question for you." The man in a lab coat said, coming towards Ryan. "I represent Pokemon Professor Wood. As you have probably noticed, the Pokemon League is diminishing as a result of all of the other new fields spouting. You had gone to Professor Elm to start your Pokemon Journey, correct?" the man asked.

"Well yes, but he closed his doors on me, he had no Pokemon to distribute" Ryan said, downtrodden. It felt like this man was trying to make him feel bad.

"Well, this is your chance to start your journey, albeit a tad bit late. All Pokemon Professors are holding The Whirl Cup together, in an attempt to make the job of Pokemon Trainer popular again. You have been hand chosen to take this journey. Are you up for the challenge?" The Professors Aid said, smirking.

Ryan thought for a minute. "Is this still what I want? I have a very fulfilling life on the farm.................. No. This is what I want. Hell I've been waiting since I was 11!". "Yes! I want this!" Ryan exclaimed excitedly.

"Excellent" The aid picked a flyer out of his bag. "Now make your way to Olivine City, and to Professor Woods lab, that is where you can pick up your pokemon. Good Luck" He said, leaving.

Ryan quickly grabbed the money from Mirabelle and biked home as fast as he could. "Mom! Dad! Look at this letter!" he said, handing it to them

"Ryan! Go! Don't worry about us! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity staring at you in the face!" His dad said, smiling.

Ryan grabbed his pack, already stuffed with everything he would ever need for his journey, as he had been preparing for a moment like this ever since that fateful day at the Lab, and left the farm. He picked up rides from stranger, walked, and within two days he reached Olivine. He stood outside of Professor Woods lab.

"Finally" A broad smile appeared on his face, and he ran inside.

Cool concept Breezy! :D
I'd like to reserve the last Cyndaquil if possible :3

… I'll start working on a SU in about 30-45 seconds. x)

POLIWHIRL

Name: I am called Coryn Eliade Williams the Third. But call me Ryn or Elly if you must call me anything. Formal titles are quite silly really, even by Father's standards.

Gender: I am most certainly a boy. I will even strip to prove it if I must. It is very uncouth of you to place the idea in my head however and you have lowered my impression of you.

Age: I am sixteen years of age. Do I look it? People have told me so.

History: I was originally born in Violet City to an ordinary family. That was my first three years of life, with a pair of parents who had no clue on what to do with such a quiet, odd child. I was repeatedly taken to the doctors, who eventually diagnosed me with Asperger's Syndrome. My parents were unable to pay for the therapies and medication I would need. So... I am quite sorry, the story was told to me by my adoptive father Henry, who was rather shaky on the precise details of everything. I also remember his anger over it. I believe... I believe he said I was abandoned at Bellsprout Tower. I was too young to remember so I do not fuss over it or how he knows these details. I do know he took me away from the possible monk training to his home. No one stops mentioning that. It was a rather minor detail to me.

Once there, in a mansion outside of Cherrygrove (It truly is not that large, we are right by the City), I was formally adopted and put under the care of his wife, a member of the psychiatric field. She introduced me to Mrs Clarence, or Ophelia as she has preferred to be called. That woman became an aunt so to speak, helping me through all of my therapies as well as my medicines. The therapies were made easier with Pokemon by my side. They were easy to be interested in, to focus on. Because of them, I almost was able to go to a normal Pokemon Technical School.

However, there was no possibility of that occurrence. There was too much noise and movement. I was sent to a smaller school, where the conditions were quieter and there were other children with issues on noise. We were all supposed to get a Pokemon at twelve. However, the professors had stopped giving them out for trainers and I simply used the rental Pokemon for classes. I never forgot that feeling... that strange loss in my chest. I wanted a Pokemon ever since. Ophelia knew of this and showed me the tournament. I was leery of the possibility, not sure of the noise. The chance was quite too good to pass up however and I signed up. I did not expect such a positive response. This was kept a secret from my adoptive parents. I did not want to see their panic, as they are people, like Ophelia, who I have grown affection for.

Personality: People have called me quiet, intense, aloof, and even a bad boy. I agree with the quiet part, as speech is a difficulty of mine. I dislike talking immensely, most of my sentences sounding unfinished and improper in casual conversation. Even in parties and social affairs with my adoptive parents, I am quiet. When I speak fully, I am proper to the point of annoyance. It is a roundabout way of getting people to ignore me. It's that or I am constantly surrounded by noise. I am sensitive to changes in noise and appearance and despite the usefulness, it bothers me. I am usually rather expressionless and it takes a lot of effort for me to smile.

I know a lot about Pokemon, particularly battling them. I am commonly considered a know-it-all on the subject of the creatures to the few people who speak to me. I interact with them on a daily basis and have an, oh what is the term the doctor uses, intense fascination with them. Do I love them? Perhaps. Their habitats do not have unnecessary chatter and that makes it ever so much better. I am commonly considered intelligent for my knowledge but in truth I know very little on the broader scope of the world, a fact I will freely admit to. I know basic information, but Pokemon, baking, photography, and playing the violin are the only things I claim to expertise on. I can show my talents with them for hours at a time if I choose to. But most of the time I do not, having had multiple failures at social interactions in the past. It is lonely.

Appearance: I am a boy with the utmost care given to my appearance, hair thin and wavy, the color of wheat stalks and reaching down to my shoulders. My skin is a light tan created by occasional weeks in the sun. I have the build of someone with just enough muscle to be able to fend for myself if need be. My eyes are of the deepest lapis lazuli, almond-shaped and called soul-searching. No one tells me I look like my parents. They know better.

I would normally wear a suit hand-tailored. However I insisted otherwise. Money does not protect your skin as a hardy shirt does. So my shirt is a pristine white, protected by the fabrics of my red jacket lined with Mareep wool. I would quite like a Mareep, they are very polite creatures. Moving on, my jeans are of a fabric supposedly the best money can buy but I am quite certain they are simply ordinary jeans. I will not waste time over such trivialities or on the plainess of my shoes. It's nice to be in nice, yet ordinary clothing again. Also, there is a scar on the back of my hand. I do not know how it got there but it is as much a casual flaw as the birthmark on my back. That mark is a small swirl. My skin also has fading stretch marks from a growth spurt. I used to be quite short. I am still quite clumsy however.

I carry a backpack and a violin case. My violin is my most precious possession and I truly cannot bear to be parted from it. In my bag are trainer necessities and a cellular phone for reasons I do not understand. THe necessities I am well aware of their importance as a trainer. As for the phone... I am not sure why Ophelia packed it. There is a note in here as well. How odd...

Starter Species: I would enjoy the company of a male Cyndaquil, if you please, to see the blaze of glory my dear friend's Houndoom once had.
Nickname: He will be called Tory, a name for the elegant.

RP Sample:

"Oh Lia, darling how are you?" I heard my mother's voice ring through the halls with the echoes of bells. Her brown hair swished as she reached to kiss her good friend on the cheek. Mother was beautiful, people said, suited more for the models instead of the mentally hurt. I disagreed; she made people smile. Looks were necessary for that, were they not? Ophelia looked more the part, people told me, this I was still uncertain of. Looks always puzzled me but I would solve it someday. Ophelia hugged my mother.

"Oh wonderful," my therapist told her with the charming smile that made people seem to glow. "I am proud to say my Rapidash is still going strong."

"Beautiful," my mother told her with a hug, glancing at me fondly. I attempted a smile, managing a tug at the corners of my mouth. Like Ophelia, Mother was pleased with this and stepped away, silent communication occurring between the two females at that moment. Ophelia nodded at the end and walked to me, gently patting my head as she passed. Ophelia did not hug very much while working, which I did not understand either. She led me to my room in silence, our long set routine.

Shutting the door behind us, the redhead gave me a serious look. "Elly," she began quietly, what appeared to be a smile quirking at the corners of her lips. "You're in."

The statement slowly sunk in and I tried to process its meaning. Then I remembered sending that letter to the Whirl Cup, as she had asked me to. I had forgotten, the bustle of classes distracting me from the hope and possibility of such an opportunity.

The Whirl Cup.

It was supposedly a not so subtle attempt to gather favor for Pokemon training. Whether you won or lost did not matter; you were going to be remembered. You had to be at least decent to be in of course, earn five badges before the tournament. It would be full of noise, of people and there incessant cries for attention. But there would be Pokemon as well, each able to hopefully keep their humans in line.

"Of course," she said quietly. "If you're still in." She observed me with those calculating green eyes, ones that seemed to know all.

I nodded without hesitation. "Yes...I am."

Ophelia squeezed my shoulder. "That's my good lad," she stated both with pride and business-like affection, as I believed they were identified. "Now pack. I will tell your parents."

"Yes ma'am." Their reaction would be ever so strange. I am their child in a sense, yet I am not. They love me yet want me to grow. Ah, the conundrum of adulthood.

Important: Some people need to read the rules .. hint hint .. :D

@Fuyu: Brilliant SU, you are PENDING conditional on the completion of the RP sample.

@drunk: All of the Pokemon have been reserved at this point, if one of the others fails to post an SU by tomorrow then please feel free to try for one of the other Pokemon but at this point, I think both the Cyndaquil are taken. Sorry!

@Red's Hawt Chibi Pelippers: I love the idea of your character! You just need to read the rules and finish off the RP Sample and we should be good. PENDING!

@ryanrocksXD: Also a great SU but please read the rules and finish off your RP sample. PENDING!

Shaaaaady… this is why I personally hate the concept of reserving spots, but oh well :disappoin

Could I maybe turn in a SU anyways and take someone else's spot since I'm such a better RPer? :pirate:

Lol, just kidding, but seriously, if I make a better SU would you consider it?

drunk ¬_¬ said:

Shaaaaady… this is why I personally hate the concept of reserving spots, but oh well :disappoin

Could I maybe turn in a SU anyways and take someone else's spot since I'm such a better RPer? :pirate:

Lol, just kidding, but seriously, if I make a better SU would you consider it?

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Oh yes I'm sure your skills are just super :D But I'm working on a first come, first served basis here. I want to give everyone a fair chance. If someone doesn't have what it takes (the plot line does have a lot of extra stuff to do and if someone can't write, well then it will just stuff it all up), then you are welcome to give it a shot.

Go ahead and give my spot to drunk. I'm officially dropping out.

Enjoy your male Totodile, drunk. I would have named him Lieutenant Crunch.

I finished the sign up! Hoo Coryn is gonna be fun!