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Welcome to the REPOnew recruits! We are the Restoration Exploration Protection Organization. OurJob is to restore protect and explore the Sinnoh, Johto, Kanto, and Hoennregions' landmarks and important buildings. We expect every new recruit to bestrong, tough, brave, and able to confront any situation, no matter how dim,hopeless, or terrifying the situation may be. In the past, we have hadaccidents involving restoration, but our recruits have always come out on theother side, stronger than ever. We ask you to join our noble group, not just toincrease your strength, but also to help protect the landmarks that make thisworld great. If you do decide to join us, you may contact our company at thefollowing email address: [email protected]. We look forward to workingwith you.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ YOU are a REPOrecruit, you have enlisted just in time for the next mission, the explorationof the Old Chateau. It is your job to enter this historic building, and exploreits ancient halls. Others will join you, for this building has been here forcenturies, and it may be a bit....unstable inside. you will need all the helpyou can get if you want to successfully complete this mission. Safety is ournumber one concern, and there is safety in numbers. If you can find enoughhistoric information within this crumbling structure, then we may be able tosave it, and make sure it gains status as a regional monument.
Current Information:
The building known as the Old Chateau resides in the Eterna forest in the Sinnoh region.
It is built in a gothic style, reports claim it to be centuries old.
According to Eyewitness reports, the building is thought to be haunted. Fact? Fiction?
Gardenia visits daily, and she often expresses her thoughts on the building. Possible Recruit???
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Description of theold chateau > Eyewitness accounts:
Anonymous: "Theplace is Haunted, I know that for a fact. 'took one step inside and was blastedstraight back out into the large gate that serves as the entrance. I thinkyou'd have to be brave to even look at the place."
Ace Trainer Julie:"OMG! That place is the most terrifying location in all of existence. I..ilost three of my pokemon in there, we were down in the kitchen, theappliances..."(At this point the eyewitness burst into tears, and wecouldn't get anything else from her.)
Anonymous:"Hmph. The Old Chateau huh? That place is somewhere you will never want togo. I've explored 10% of that building, and I've seen things that no man,woman, or pokemon should ever see. Sure, it is an interesting place, but youjust have to ask yourself, is it worth it? Is it worth yours, or anyone else'slife? I am one of the strongest people I know, but no one, and I repeat no one,should ever have to venture into that Hellhole....(At this point the eyewitnessbegan to sing.) It'll play a fiddle on your soul it'll throw you high it'llslam you low."
YOUR JOB: As you shouldalready know, your job is to venture through the old chateau and write downeverything that seems important. This is your primary objective as a REPOrecruit, but you also have a primary objective as a human. Survive. The pathbefore you will be filled with danger, sorrow, and anger. The Old Chateau is amystery, and it is unknown what it will throw at you, but you can bet it willbe bad. The recruits, (you guys) will be divided into teams. The teams will be separatedthroughout the whole chateau, so choose your teammates wisely. Also, atmultiple points throughout the RP, you will be given choices. I.E.: you mustchoose to go to the kitchen, or continue down the hall. I will then proceed togive information about both locations. our characters will then decide(IN THERP!) which way to go. It is highly recommended that you stick together. Thereis safety in numbers after all...
OH! I almost forgot, you'll be able to bring your pokemon along, if youwish....
SUs (These go in theOOC)
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Name (What do peoplecall your character?) Age (16-35) Gender (You shouldknow this...O.O)
Appearance (2-3paragraphs, or 1 VERY detailed one. What does your character look like? What dothey wear?)
Personality (2-3Paragraphs. How does your character act? How would you describe them?)
RP sample (It can befrom a previous RP, or it can be your first post. I.E. Flashback to yourreading the REPO recruit letter, and then describe your journey to thechateau.)
PASSWORD!!!(It'sbolded)
Pokemon SU (1-6) (I recommend thatyou choose useful mons, it would be a shame to rely on your allies' pokemon thewhole time.)
Species (What kindof pokemon are youuuuu?) Nickname (what dothey call it?) Gender Attacks(How do youdo the things you doooo? Personality(one fromthe games,(I.E. Modest) or a description.) History: (Explain how they were obtained HERE)
Rules 1 Nobunnying/godmodding. Unless asked. 2 a minimum ofcursing, and censor part of the word with a * I.E. OH CR*P! 3 Post frequently(once a week minimum. If this thread dies, I will eat your family.) 4 If possible notifyme of absence 5 If you're gone formore than 2 weeks, something bad may happen. 6 I am God.
7Make sure to put the secret boldedpassword in your SU.
Appearance
Amy is not the kind of girl that men go crazy after, but is decent looking and definately not ugly. Her favorite color is purple, and she shows that in her clothing. She usually wears a warm purple jacket, and cute little bow in her hair, long pink knee-socks and white sneakers, as well as red shorts. She has blue hair which she dyes every other day. She is often complimented on her pretty hands which she gets done every so often.
Personality
Amy is a highly individual, fastidious, witty and sensitive girl, with a strong desire to be unique and different. Temperamental, expansive and artistic, a person like her sometimes may become aloof and sarcastic when misunderstood. Amy tends to be unconventional, tolerant and dignified, likely to achieve positions of authority.
RP Sample Celadon City - 10:15 AM March 13, 2157 A.D. *Static* Attention all residents of Celadon City! We have been alerted that a tsunami the height of the Celadon Department Store has recently hit Cinnabar Island and completely wiped out the population! The entire island is underwater. It his heading north in the direction of the south coast of the Kanto Region. Scientists in Cerulean City estimate that in less than three hours, it will hit Pallet Town and Fuchsia City at a faster speed and larger height than originally. The flood, travelling at over 150 miles per hour, is going to reach the Celadon City Gym at 4:02 PM. The chance of anyone surviving is slim. We encourage all residents to pray, tell people that you love them, and may God help us all! *Static*
Celadon City - 3:02 PM March 13, 2157 A.D. *Static* The wave is travelling faster than imagined. It is expected to hit in 15 minutes. We encourage you to get to higher ground, where you will not be struck as hard as you would be on ground level. You will have greater chances of surviving. Oh... oh... oh no... it's too early! It's coming over the trees! Help us! Help us! Hel- *Static* *Crash* *Whack* *Crash* *Crash*
The Pokémon League Main Facility - 5:07 PM March 13, 2157 A.D.
"Hello, trainers from all across the world. As you all know, my name is Lance Fiscus II, champion of the Kanto Pokémon League, son of the late Dragon Tamer Lance Fiscus. A tragedy has struck the entire Kanto region... the entire... entire region is covered in water. A tsunami, the size of a 6 story building, crashed approximately 7 hours ago on Cinnabar Island. The whole population of the island was killed or swept in the ocean to drown. And... a few hours ago, it hit the rest of the region - every single town, city, or village... we don't know if there are any survivors... but... if there are, we cannot do anything about it... the region is gone... we are the highest location in the region. It is impossible for the wave to hit us. We will all survive. But look around you. A few trainers challenging the league. 4 Pokémon masters. A couple shopkeepers. Is this enough to keep the region alive? No it isn't. My good friend Prof. Damon, Pokémon Professor of the Hoenn Region, is aware of our recent tragedy. He is going to round up a team of new trainers and send them to this region. They will hopefully draw some attention to the region, whereas the engineers of Sinnoh will want to come and fix the region. Our approximate death toll is 28,000,000. That is more than 99% of our population. I will appoint the top eight of you to be Gym Leaders in the region. My Skarmory will fly each of you to your respective city, and our shopkeepers will build you a makeshift house and you must salvage what you can of the gym. You are all we have left. Thank you for your time."
Lilycove City - 12:56 PM March 17, 2157 A.D.
"Hello everyone, thank you for being here on such short notice. As most of you know, I am Professor Damon Jolly of Littleroot Town. I am quite sure most of you have heard about the tragedy that occured in the Kanto Region, but in case you haven't, the largest tsunami in the history of the world struck Cinnabar Island and worked its way down. It killed more than 30 million people, leaving only a handful of people alive that were staying at the Pokémon League, and those in underground areas like Mount Moon and Victory Road. We need ten experienced trainers to travel to Kanto region via the SS Tidal where you will arrive at the Pallet Town dock. From there you will battle the eight gym leaders and face the Pokémon League. While you are there, we want you to make as much commotion as possible, by means of anything, such as catching Legendary Pokémon, rebuilding buildings, centers, and the like, even saving stranded people. If you are interested in this oppurtunity, please meet me at the lighthouse for sign-up. Thank you for all showing up, and please pray for the people of Kanto."
PASSWORD Chateau
Pokemon SU Species
Nickname Biter Gender Female Attacks Double-Edge, Super Fang, Rest, Sleep Talk Personality Rash History Biter was the first Pokémon Amy caught. She was walking down Route 14, just outside her home city, and saw it running around with another. She was always fond of Rattatas so she chucked her PokéBall (given by her dad) at it and it caught it right away. She named it Biter because of its sharp teeth. It evolved after defeating Misty in Cerulean City.
Species
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Nickname Nina & Nino Gender Female & Male Attacks Counter, Sludge Bomb, Crunch, Ice Beam Personality Gentle History Nina & Nino were the second an third Pokémon caught by Amy. They were just Nidorans when Amy saw them playing in Grass outside of where she had just beaten Misty - Cerulean City. She thought they were adorable snuggling up with eachother, like they were romantic interests. She decided to catch both of them and they evolved soon later.
Species
Nickname Spike Gender Male Attacks Earthquake, Ancient Power, Swagger, Hyper Beam Personality Jolly History After claiming her fourth badge, she took a trip to the Sevii Islands. While there, she saw a cute little Larvitar sitting on a rock. She could not resist and threw a ball at it. She nicknamed it Spike. Its moves are very powerful, and helped her a lot in battles. She evolved soon after defeating Koga in a fierce battle.
Species
Nickname Kappa Gender Male Attacks Calm Mind, Ice Beam, Surf, Psychic Personality Gentle History After watching the Pokémon Reality Show with Ash Ketchum, she thought Psyduck was a very interesting Pokémon. She decided to catch one for herself. It was very interesting for sure. As soon as it evolved, however, it changed into a machine. It mows through everything in its path.
Your RP sample looks pretty good, and your sprite looks great! a little more depth in your pokemon's history would be appreciated, as your Pokemons' personalities and history are just as important as your character's in this RP. But over all it doesn't look bad so far.
Azleyla, to be frank, is a rather beautiful young woman. Just thought I'd get that out of the way from the get go. Her hair is to the middle of her back, and is a dark auburn, which is on more of the brown side than it is on the red, but in the summer and in direct sunshine, it lightens to a more red color. Her hair always seems perfect, as she spends a lot of time doing it everyday. It is usually straightened to perfection, or, if she's feeling fancy, curled. Azleyla's eyes are rather large and bright green, which darken slightly when she is experiencing extreme emotions, which is rather often. Azleyla's skin is tanned, from doing several outdoor activities daily, and it is deemed flawless. She is in good shape, from taking runs with her Pokemon, and working out regularly. She is rather proud of her (fairly undefined) four-pack. Azleyla, as a final note, is rather… short. She comes to the shoulder or lower of most people she meets. She is only 5 foot one inch. (And a half!)
Azleyla is a very feminine girl. She loves to spend hours on her appearance, and she looks perfect for every occasion. She dresses in light, pretty colors all years around, to express her love for the feminine loudly and proudly. Her make up, (eyeliner on both lids, mascara, and lip gloss) is always done to perfection, no matter where she goes, and she has a perfect outfit for every occasion.
Azleyla loves clothes, as is implied above. She lives and breathes clothing and shopping. Her favorite pieces of clothing are skinny jeans, some types of t-shirts, camisoles, skirts, button-down shirts, etc. She loves almost all clothing. Her favorite outfit would consist of blue skinny jeans, a pink or such color top with a white camisole underneath, and white sandals or other type of footwear. She likes some jewelry, but not too much. She always wears a type of earring in her ears (which are pierced in two places.), and silver necklaces and bracelets.
Personality:
Azleyla is misjudged very often. She is seen as an unintelligent girl who only cares about her looks. And this is a very serious misjudgment. Azleyla is a very caring girl, she looks after her Pokemon as best as she possible can, and is very family oriented. Yes, she cares a little too much about what others think about her, but who doesn't worry about that? Leyla is also rather intelligent, though she chooses, often enough, not to apply herself, because she'd rather spend with her Pokemon and friends. She can be rash, and does hop into situations without thinking, but she is working on that. She enjoys helping others, and shows much compassion to all people and all Pokemon.
Azleyla is a very friendly, outgoing person… once you get to know her. When you first meet her, she is very quiet, and very reserved. She doesn't like being put into new situations, but after a while, when she warms up, you can't get her to shut up. She is very fun to be around, and loves to do crazy things, but only with her friends. When she is without her friends, she becomes an introvert once more.
As no human is without flaw, neither is the seemingly perfect Azleyla Mills. For one, she is perpetually scared. Of everything. You could say boo behind her in broad daylight with a bunch of people around, and she'll still scream and jump five feet into the air.
Another flaw of Azleyla's is that she is slightly superficial. She cares a lot about material things, though she values her family and friends more, and she can be judgmental about other people. She is slightly shallow, but she is working on seeing the value in everything. She is used to getting her own way, but is not one to pout. The last thing is that she is very vocal when she gets angry. Unless she doesn't know you, she will not hesitate to scream at you if you anger her. Though she is a very tolerant person, there is one thing that she will never overlook; if you damage her pride. She is prideful, and likes doing most things herself. If you try to do too much for her, even if you're being nice, she will definitely let you know.
Azleyla is not a spitfire person, she doesn't blow up over everything, but if she does… well, it was nice knowing you. She will cut you down. If you threaten her or her loved ones, she will murder you from the inside out. She is a very tolerant individual, and does not anger easily at all. She is normally very sweet and kind, if somewhat superficial.
RP sample: Yooouuu knowwww meeeee, Kiiip! : ) But I'll put in something from EXT, if you want me tooo. : ) EDIT: ....Fine.
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From EXTERMINATION:
Colbie went home and scrubbed the blood off of the edges of her white strap-heels, and watched Inabikari as she licked the blood off of her paws slowly, enjoying the tangy taste of the man's blood. (Told you they were crazy)
"Those T.B.R.A agents. Think they're so superior, when all they do is take orders and do 'the right thing'. It disgusts me so thoroughly, I feel nauseated. Those agents, questioning me as I left the Capitol. Bah, they would have done the same thing in that 'humane' Extermination building they have." Colbie said, only a slight ring of detestment heard in her voice. "Those True-Borns deserve to be killed. They're filthy, full of disease. One day, these pathetic Sympathetic Synthetics will realize that the filth had been growing on them, eating away until they died of sickness. They will look up at me, high above them, safe from the virus, and yell for my assistance. I will refuse to look at them, and whisper for all to hear my denial."
Inabikari blinked at her Master's back in a form of answer.
"Same for those True-Borns. One day, they will drown in their own dirty way of life. Born from the joining of woman and man. 'Sacred', they call it. 'Beautiful', they call it. I find no sanctity in that. I find no beauty in that. Do you, Inabikari? Or am I just insane?" she turned to her Pokemon, who shook her head 'no'.
"Lies. I know I'm insane, I've known since I was a mere genetic wonder in the laboratories. I was young then, didn't understand how the world works. Wasn't as suspicious as I needed to be, and I got hurt. Curse it, I was so stupid back then. So, naive." Colbie looked down at her Luxray, stopping mid-rant.
"Come along, Inabikari. We're going to head back to the Capitol. Second time today, strange. We usually only go there a few times a week." Colbie said, and got up from her seat on her toilet in the bathroom, where she had been scrubbing her shoes. Inabikari followed her Master out the door once more, to head bac to the Capitol.
Colbie entered the same way she usually did, charming a male employee to let her in. This time, she said she had forgotten her passcard. Colbie walked down the hallways of the building once more, and stopped at a seemingly locked door. She used a bobbie pin from her hair to unlock it, which seemed juvenile, but was an effective way to open a lock. It only took around five seconds of silent twisting to open the lock, and she twisted the knob and entered the [COLOR=blue !important][COLOR=blue !important]office[/COLOR][/COLOR] of Miss. Naomi Johnson.
"Hello Naomi." she said in her normal, monotone voice. "I want a word with you."
Pokemons! Species: Lillipup (Shiny!) Nickname: Poppy Gender: Female Attacks: Odor Sleuth, Take Down, Crunch, Shadow Ball, Bite, Helping Hand Personality: Timid History: Azleyla was given Lillipup as an eighteenth birthday present. She is presently Leyla's favorite Pokemon, and she more often than not keeps her in her arms, rather than in her Pokeball.
Species: Espeon Nickname: Sakura Gender: Female Attacks: Quick Attack, Future Site, Psybeam, Psychic, Attract Personality: Bashful History: Azleyla caught Sakura as a young Eevee around four years ago. She trained her well, and her evolution was a surprise, as Azleyla had heard that Eevees evolve into Espeons only when they reach the highest point of trust in their trainer. This level of trust was reached faster than Azleyla could have ever guessed. Sakura is very attached to Azleyla, and Leyla is very fond of Sakura.
Species: Zangoose Nickname: Iratus Gender: Male Attacks: Slash, Close Combat, Ice Beam, Taunt, False Swipe, Thunderbolt Personality: Serious History: A fairly new addition to Azleyla's party, Zangoose proves to be quite difficult. He is rather rude, and enjoys to ignore and annoy Azleyla to her limits. He was found and caught after a rather difficult fight. He doesn't like many people, though he tries to obey Leyla, albeit grudgingly.
Species: Arcanine Nickname: Cornelius Gender: Male Attacks: ExtremeSpeed, Fire Fang, Roar, Flame Charge, Double Team, Sunny Day. Personality: Docile History: Cornelius was traded to Azleyla for her Gabite two or three years ago from her cousin. He is a very friendly, very loyal individual, and obeys Leyla's every command without question. He enjoys it when Leyla rides on his back; he loves helping everybody and is a joy to be around.
Species: Ludicolo Nickname: Sombrero Gender: Male Attacks: Surf, Brick Break, Bubble Beam, Protect, SolarBeam, Leaf BladeFONT] Personality: Jolly History: Ludicolo was a Lotad when he was originally caught by Azleyla, and has been one of her most cherished partners since. He is the jolliest and funniest Pokemon that Leyla owns, and nobody can help but to smile when he's around.
Species: Sandshrew Nickname: Sorex Gender: Female Attacks: Dig, Sand-Attack, Swift, Poison Jab, Sandstorm, Hone Claws Personality: Quiet History: A rather old Pokemon of Azleyla's, found six years prior to the Chateau. Unfortunately, Sandshrew will never evolve, because she swallowed a shard of an Everstone as a baby, and thus, will not evolve.
EDIT: I decided to make Sakura an Espeon instead of a Leafeon! :o
Appearance: Korbin wears nearly shoulder-length black hair spiked up in all directions, with some left loose in the front. Occasionally the loose bit will cover one of his bright blue eyes. In contrast with the expectation for blue eyes to be warm and sweet, they're stony and calculating most of the time, almost seeming to stare straight through whoever they're looking at. His skin is reasonably tanned, considering all the time he spends outside, but it's far from bronzed. Along with working with Pokemon he works out, meaning he is well muscled. That muscle, when coupled with a height of 6'6", makes him appear quite intimidating. His left eyebrow is pierced, along with the right side of his lip and his nose on the right. Already worry lines have appeared on his forehead, a hint to his worried nature.
Certainly, Korbin has a set style. He prefers button down shirts, perhaps with a tie and vest. When out on the field he wears either blue jeans or cargo pants, but usually he prefers dark slacks. Adding to his already considerable height, he wears combat boots that elevate him another inch.
Personality: At first glance, Korbin appears to be vicious, ruthless, intimidating, and interested only in his own agenda. That is the impression of someone who does not know him very well. He cares deeply for the people who manage to breach his tough exterior. Without a hint of doubt, he knows he would kill or die for them. Caring so much is part of what left his forehead prematurely lined. He worries almost constantly about his siblings, his Pokemon team, and his business. When he manages to relax he's charming, to be sure. He has yet to be proven wrong in his belief that if he tries, he can talk his way in or out of anything. Korbin knows that he is a bit arrogant, but that arrogance is what has got him this far in life. Besides that, he's been told by past lovers that the confidence looks good on him. If that's the case, why would he want to argue?
But no human is without flaw, and Korbin's most drastic is his temper. Though he is generally quite good at composing himself, when his temper is ignited things can get dangerous. He can be self-destructive in his quest to avenge a wrong done to his family or someone else he is close to, for he rarely gets as angry as when someone he loves is hurt. There are few that can talk him out of his fury, and those that can are valuable to him. He does not like how angry he gets, partially because he can unintentionally injure the offender worse than can be fixed with bandaids.
Besides that, however, Korbin is sophisticated and civilized. He enjoys fine wine, classic literature, and orchestral music. This side of him clashes with the Korbin that thrives on heavy rock and dark colors, but he is a perfect example of duality in this way. He has very high standards for himself and others, which is one of the reasons he's not very social.
RP sample:
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Since entering the room Korbin hadn't heard the crying. But it started up again now. In fact, it sounded like Darin. Helena heard it too, and breathed in deeply, confused when she didn't catch Darin's scent. Korbin looked around slowly, feeling uneasy. So far, Lex was the only voice or apparition that was real. And of course he was forcefully reminded of the door in the kitchen, where he'd witnessed his image viciously bludgeoning first one, then two of his siblings into darkness. They hadn't been real either. And Helena knew of the spectral Razor which had led her astray. But Korbin couldn't ignore the sobs of his youngest brother.
"Darin?" he called nervously. Even as he said it a sense of dread filled him, causing him to panic somewhat. The choking sobs grew in volume and intensity until they were all he could hear. It got to the point that his eardrums were in agony and he prayed for things to be quiet again. And then they were. The sobbing stopped completely, leaving Korbin standing in silence. Somehow the quiet was worse than the screams. He shuddered, truly beginning to panic now. To be safe he recalled Helena, desiring to keep her out of harm. But before he could do anything else a searing pain tore through his skull and he was swallowed by darkness.
The first thing Korbin noticed when he began to regain consciousness was that he was in bed. Had it all been a dream? Perhaps he'd never entered the Chateau; perhaps he'd never met Azleyla; perhaps Samrin was alive. The thought was backed up by the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt. Generally he slept in as little clothing as possible. But after a few seconds he realized that his hands were tied to the headboard of the bed, he was still wearing slacks and a belt, and his boots were still on. What, then, was happening? He tried to move his legs, but realized they were tied, too. At this point he began to feel very vulnerable and exposed, tied down spread eagled on a bed that he'd never even seen before. Was this the Chateau still? He looked to his right first, and found the expanse of the room before him. The floor was still hardwood, but the dust and splinters were gone. In fact, the floor was shining and highly polished. The cobwebs were gone from the corners and the walls were clean. But there was something missing… It took him a moment, but he realized that Mark wasn't anywhere to be found, and neither was his Sableye. Where could they be, then?
Korbin looked to his right and immediately screamed aloud. Apparently his wasn't the only bed in the room. Pushed next to his was another with someone else tied down much in the same fashion as he was. They were obviously male, as he could tell because they weren't wearing a shirt either, baring a skinny stark white torso ripped and torn with what appeared to be welts from a whip. His hair was cropped to medium length in the back and long in the front, falling over one blue eye. Rings glinted from his lip, septum, eyebrow, and the bridge of his nose. Strange, he looked exactly like…
Darin! Korbin's eyes widened and he screamed yet again, and began to struggle valiantly. Darin desperately needed his help. There were deep gouges all over his torso and forearms, welts from what he assumed to be a whip, bleeding bites that could easily be from a human mouth, and his eyes were staring vacantly back at Korbin, already glazing over. Even worse, there were rips in the flesh on either side of his mouth, starting from the corners of his lips, all the way up to the jawbone. The effect was that he appeared to be grinning in a terrible, macabre sense. Blood pooled on the pillow from the horrible rips in his face. Common sense dictated that Darin was gone. But Korbin couldn't just let him lie there. The handcuffs that kept him in place cut into his wrists and hurt his ankles as he strained against them, but he hardly felt it. The wood of the headboard actually began to creak a little before a velvety soft female voice filled Korbin's senses. As beautiful as it was, it was dripping with venom.
"Ah, I see that you have awoken. Do you see what I have done to Darin?"
Korbin gasped in horror at the dawning realization that he was completely vulnerable to the person who hadn't just murdered, but had massacred and violated his little brother. His fears were confirmed as she continued speaking.
"I intend to do the same to you, but first I intend to break you. I will show you what I did to Darin."
A dark figure loomed over Korbin. He was too petrified to struggle as it reached out an arm and brushed his forehead almost sweetly, like a lover. The last impression he had before his world faded to black was that of smoke caressing his skin. Almost immediately he saw color again, though not from his own eyes.
With a cold expression she surveyed the rows of hooks attached to the wall. They held the tools of her trade, everything from simple handcuffs, to whips, to chains, to cattle prods. Decisively she plucked four pairs of handcuffs from the hooks and turned, her eyes on the unconscious figure on the bed. A sadistic smirk curved her ruby red lips at the thought of what lay ahead. Her stiletto heels made a clicking sound as she crossed the room to the bed, a huntress approaching her prey. Rarely was she able to ravage someone so completely innocent as this boy. As best as she could tell, he'd never even been with a girl, and his thoughts were overall pure for a boy his age. He was as a delicacy to her.
When she was near enough she grasped one of his legs in her hand and clapped one side of the first pair of handcuffs around it. The other side, she clapped to the leg of the bed. She did the same with his other leg, and then trailed a hand up his leg to his hip, where she dug her nails in a little. He groaned, obviously enjoying it. Her smirk grew into a malicious grin. Good, she loved it when her victims turned out to be masochists. Pushing their limits was always first on her agenda before she shattered their sense of pain and pleasure, and always their sanity.
Since he hadn't regained consciousness yet, she could restrain him further. She continued to trail her hand up his body, over his torso clothed in a tight black tee, to his shoulders. His arms lay limply at his sides, making it easy to grasp them gently around the wrists and pull them above his head. In two swift movements she had them cuffed to the bedposts. With him well tied down she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled it roughly, forcing his head back so that she could sink her teeth into his neck.
The sudden yelp he made caused her to grin inwardly in satisfaction. Though he was awake she didn't let go until she felt his skin give way and break. As she straightened up she flicked her tongue over the wounds, making him shudder in surprise and something else entirely. Wide blue eyes stared up at her as she stood over him, her entire countenance predatory and threatening.
"Hello, handsome," she said in a velvety tone. "I'm glad you're awake. You see, I've been looking forward to this for a long time." She bent down low again to breathe in his ear. "A very long time."
His chest started to move more rapidly in rhythm with his breath, like a frightened rabbit. "W-what are you going to do to me?" he stammered, chewing on his lip rings. The dark look on her face told him that he was either in for something wonderful, something horrible, or a mixture of both. Naturally, she wouldn't tell him anything. That would ruin the surprise. "Just lay still, relax, and enjoy," she said softly.
Now that he was awake she stalked to the other side of the room where the hooks were, well aware of his eyes on her. Laboriously, she caressed the handles of one whip at a time. First, the smallest, going up in size. When she heard him meep in either terror or excitement at the size she was considering she went one bigger and grasped the handle with one hand. With the other she discreetly picked up a small knife. She didn't want him to know she had it yet.
Eyes the size of saucers watched her as she returned to Darin's bedside. "Now, don't you dare lie still." Her eyes flashed dangerously, giving a hint as to the madness that lie within. "And scream."
Adrenaline coursing through her body, she brought the whip down with all her force. It made a vicious crack as it stung Darin's torso through his shirt and he squeaked in pain, squirming as much as the cuffs allowed him. To her intense satisfaction she noticed that the whip had actually cut through his shirt. However, she was far from pleased by the fact that he'd held back the scream she knew that had welled up in his throat by biting down hard on his lip. Expert with the whip, she flicked it and it encircled his neck several times, allowing her to pull roughly and force his head up. Slowly and viciously she licked the blood from his lip, then forced his head back down hard enough to make him lose his breath. Large, frightened eyes stared at her as she raised the whip again, but this time she brought it down on his face. He barely closed his eyes in time to avoid having them maimed or ruined. This time he moaned in pain and turned his face away from her as though that would protect it. She practically growled as she whipped him across the hips even harder. He screamed in earnest now and snapped his head back up, tears welling in his eyes.
"You don't look away from me," she hissed. "That will only make it worse for you."
He looked at her desperately, his chest heaving with barely contained sobs. She glared at him and sneered. "Don't be pathetic. And stop holding it in. If you're going to cry, cry."
Seeming to regain some of his nerve, Darin glared at her right back. "No, I won't, you sick tramp. I'm not about to give you the satisfaction." Just to infuriate her he grinned madly right back at her, his eyes glinting with reflected madness. He knew he was in grave danger, but he was going to go out laughing maniacally. In fact, that's what he started to do. Every time she whipped him, he giggled like a madman until his shirt was hanging in shreds and he was bleeding profusely from horrible welts all over his body.
She paced angrily for a moment or two, then turned back to Darin, her composure flooding back to her. "So you think you'll defy me, do you?" she said softly. Darin snapped to attention, suddenly alert to her calm tone. In his experience that couldn't be good. "Well, we'll see how that goes." She returned back to him and gripped the shreds of his shirt. In one swift pull they came loose and she discarded the ruins on the floor. Her cold eyes swept the length of his body, causing him to cringe nervously. "You know, I think you don't respect me yet. We could change that."
That was where the knife he hadn't seen her pick up came in. She slashed him across the chest without warning, causing him to flinch a little. But all the same he continued to laugh. He was weakening from all of the blood loss, but all the same he remained defiant. And she just couldn't have that. Furious, she pinned his head down with one hand, and gripped the knife in the other. For a moment fear flickered in his eyes but then he continued to laugh at her. That just added fuel to her flame. Her face contorted into a grimace of fury she slashed the blade from one side of his face to the other, tearing his flesh on either side of his lips. He didn't laugh now; he screamed in pure agony, which only made it hurt worse, which made him scream harder. He sobbed miserably.
It was her turn to laugh. She cackled psychotically and lashed him ceaselessly with the whip, then slashed him with the knife, then started again. With every new wound he howled in pain until finally his breathing grew more shallow. She eased her assault then to gentle cracks by the whip. When his eyes began to grow distant she stopped and climbed into bed next to him.
"Shh, darling, it'll all be over soon," she said sweetly. "Just relax and let the darkness take you."
Darin's lip trembled helplessly and tears streamed down his ruined face as he begged her with desperate eyes to help him. She traced the wounds on his chest gently with a forefinger and kissed his maimed lips. With one final whimper his body went limp and his heart ceased to beat.
Korbin screamed in horror as the image faded abruptly. He began to struggle more valiantly now, and once again he heard the bedposts creak from the strain. He was in hot water here, he knew, and if he didn't get away something horrible could happen. A quick glance to the side informed him that Darin was still there. After seeing the horrible method of death it was even worse for him to be there.
The same soft, psychotic laugh from the vision surrounded him and the dark figure dissolved, leaving a young woman in its place. She was beautiful, from what Korbin could see of her face. Dark hair hung in her face, obscuring everything of her eyes, nose, and cheekbones. Her body wasn't half bad either, as he could tell because she was wearing a practically skin tight black suit made of a material that, even as he was horrified for his life, made him want to feel of it. This led to horrible feelings of self loathing, guilt, and further interest. But he didn't have time to think it over. The woman in black approached him, her whip in her right hand. His heart began to thud erratically as she grew nearer. At any second he expected her to begin an assault like the one he had just seen her perform. But she stopped spontaneously and cocked her head as though she'd thought of something at the last minute.
"Before I kill you I guess I should tell you about myself. I am Lindsay Parker. I was a dominatrix, and a murderer. Shortly after the Old Chateau was abandoned I made it my business headquarters. I brought my clients here and murdered them. I was successful for about a month before my life ended. Until the afterlife began for me, I didn't know why I had died. As it turned out, my actions were beginning to tip the balance of power. The Shadow had me killed so that I would not become more powerful than it. A violent spirit that resides here gripped my heart and crushed it."
She paused, seemingly troubled by this fact. Korbin watched her carefully; in his experience when someone was upset about a past trauma they tended to take it out on the nearest, most vulnerable candidate, which happened to be him at the moment. But after a few seconds she seemed to come back down to earth and she began to speak again.
"After that I was forced to live under the Shadow's control, and I am only allowed to kill those that manage to get to this room, so that my growth to a demon is slowed. The Shadow does not want me to get stronger, for it wants to become the strongest spirit. Now that you know about me, it is time to die."
Korbin lay perfectly, stoically still as she raised the whip and brought it down full force. It caught him diagonally and he just raised an eyebrow at her, even though he was gritting his teeth and trying not to ball his hands into fists. "Come now, love, you can do better than that."
Miss Parker didn't like that. She sneered at him and whipped him again, but once again he only grinned. Infuriated by his lack of reaction, she lashed him again and again, each time drawing blood, but never so much as a groan from him. She got sloppy as she got angry, to Korbin's great pleasure. He would have the upper hand before long. All he had to do was remain stoic and unreactive.
It was working. Lindsay just got more angry, and as she got angry her lashes got harder but less accurate and sloppier. When his torso was ripped fairly to shreds and veins in his neck were standing out from trying not to scream she unlocked the cuff on his left hand and pushed his shoulder roughly. "Roll over, scum," she ordered.
An idea came to him as he turned halfway, giving her access to attack his back. His legs were still tied but that meant nothing to her. She didn't even seem to realize that he had one arm free. He allowed her to get in a few good lashes before quickly grabbing Helena's Luxury Ball from his pocket and throwing it at her. It hit her square between the eyes and Helena emerged in a flash of light.
It took the little Sneasel three seconds to realize that her master was in deep trouble. With some crazy woman standing over him and him handcuffed to a bed and bleeding from several wounds, things couldn't be right. She did a double take when she saw that Darin was cuffed next to Korbin, and brutally beaten and physically ruined. That couldn't be real, there was no way. But that wasn't the main concern at the moment. She needed to get Korbin out of there.
With a screech of fury Helena flew at Lindsay, her claws extended. At the last second ice crystals formed over her paws and she slammed these into the demented dominatrix, tearing her suit. "Hel, get me loose!" he called. She turned around and jumped onto the bed. She couldn't cut through the steel, but she could destroy the bedposts. Viciously she tore into the wood, splintering and cutting it quickly. With his other hand free Helena leapt to the ground and used Swagger on Lindsay. The dominatrix blinked, confused, and began to lash out with the whip. Where it struck it was hard enough to leave marks on the floor, but she couldn't seem to land a hit. That was good.
Helena made short work of the bedposts at the foot of the bed as quickly as possible. She was unable to do anything about the fact that the cuffs were still attached to his legs and wrist, but at least he could have a chance to escape.
As soon as Korbin stood up Lex took notice and roared with fury at the state of the body he wished to occupy. The roar was so furious that it reverberated through Korbin's mind, and obviously in Lindsay's as well, even though Helena couldn't hear it.
'What have you done, Parker?' Lex screamed. 'The Shadow will have your head for this! You're walking on thin ice already, I'll personally see to it that you'll be gone within the day.'
Korbin was even more unnerved than he had been before Lex spoke, but it worked. Lindsay shuddered and disappeared into darkness again. The illusion of Darin disappeared as well, and the entire aura of the room grew lighter. Korbin sighed deeply, finally letting his pain show through. A few choice curses echoed through the room. Helena watched him, concerned, but he smiled faintly to show her that he was alright.
"That was an experience."
Helena hissed at him, sort of her way for saying 'Don't scare me like that.' Korbin laughed, and began to survey the room more closely. The hooks with BDSM equipment were gone, as well as the second bed. Instead the room seemed to have shrunk, as well as the bed that was now destroyed from Helena's claws. Most notable was a small box hanging on the wall. Tentative but curious he approached the box and pried open the front panel.
Engraved in the wall behind the panel in writing that looked as though it had been done with a knife was a riddle that read,
'To crack the crust and find the Beast
You must explore the psycho's place of feast;
For once you find the key of red
You will get closer to the Lord of Dead.'
Korbin stared at it for a moment, utterly confused. The first part made some sense; the psycho was surely Lindsay. What was her place of feast? …the bed? He turned around and crossed the room back to it, nervous and afraid that something would happen to have him stuck again. But Helena was close to his heels the entire time, and she was a wonderful comfort. When he was close enough he lifted the mattress of the bed, but found nothing. Then he felt over the sheets, and again there was nothing. He was just about to assume he'd been wrong when he had an idea. He knelt down and lifted one of the legs of the bed. Lucky for him, he found a little red key. With the hand not attached to handcuffs he swiped the key out, then let the bed down again. Helena chattered at him, questioning. His best guess was that she was asking whether they could leave yet. He assumed that the answer was yes and crossed the room to the door. There was a keyhole in the knob, so he fit the teeth of the key into it and turned. To his immense relief it clicked effortlessly and the door swung open.
"Let's get the hell out," Korbin mumbled to Helena. She agreed with a squeak and jumped up onto his shoulder. It was then that he realized he was still missing his shirt. His entire face flushed red and he glanced back into the room, but he didn't want to go back and look for it for fear that he would be trapped again. Worse, though, he feared that Lex would show his temper again. It wouldn't be good to fear him, he knew, but he did.
'Good. You should,' Lex whispered solemnly.
PASSWORD: chateau
Pokemon SU
-Nickname: Helena
-Species: Sneasel
-Gender: Female
-Moveset: Slash, Ice Beam, Screech, Ice Punch, Swagger
-Personality: Helena is very loyal to Korbin. Her calm nature is a mirror image of Korbin's, as is her quick temper. Her coat is particularly shiny and always seems to glisten with frost. Since the day she was hatched she's shown prowess with controlling the long claws that protrude from her paws. Never once has she so much as nicked her trainer. In battle Korbin hardly has to direct her at all. She knows his will so well, she can follow it without it being expressed.
-Nickname: Samrin
-Species: Vulpix
-Gender: Male
-Moveset: Flamethrower, Extrasensory, Confuse Ray, Will-O-Wisp, Hypnosis
-Personality: Samrin was caught just outside Goldenrod on his way through the gym circuit. Knowing he needed a fire type, and remembering that Vulpix was his sister's favorite Pokemon, he caught it to give to her after the League. But by the time he finished she had her own. Samrin is a master of deceit. He can make his large brown eyes look perfectly innocent, but then he snatches something he wants right out of a person's hand. The only one exempt from this treatment is Korbin, as he had earned Samrin's respect. He bullies Blue something terrible, probably to assert his dominance. Korbin is far from pleased by that and is trying to break him of it.
-Nickname: Rakiri
-Species: Ivysaur
-Gender: Male
-Moveset: Razor Leaf, Sludge Bomb, Solar Beam, Sunny Day, Synthesis
-Personality: As a Bulbasaur, Rakiri was given to him by the champion after he defeated the Elite Four. He evolved shortly after. Rakiri isn't known to be particularly fond of showing affection, though he's highly attached to his teammates and his trainer. He would do anything for either one of them, though he isn't likely to display that care in front of anyone. Since evolving he's grown more irritable and will bite if the flowering plant on his back is touched.
-Nickname: Blue
-Species: Vaporeon
-Gender: Male
-Moveset: Acid Armor, Bite, Surf, Hydro Pump, Rain Dance
-Personality: Korbin found him in an alley near the flat he was renting in Goldenrod. There was a tight rope collar around his neck, to the point where it was cutting into the flesh. Cuts lines his tail and there were rips in his ruff and fins. He seemed to want to go to Korbin for help, but he remained several feet away. When Korbin approached he ran off. He feared he would never see him again, but a few days later he was outside in the alley. This time Korbin was prepared. He offered the poor thing food, and over a period of several days he came closer and closer until he allowed Korbin to secure him in a luxury ball. He was taken to a Pokemon Center, where it was affirmed that he was abandoned. The rope collar was held a piece of paper that read, "If you find it, keep it. It's your problem now." What the problem with him was, Korbin didn't know, but it had obviously been away from human care for some time. The injuries suggested that he'd been attacked by wild Pokemon multiple times, and he'd grown since the collar had been tied around his neck. It had to be cut to get it off. Blue was the Pokemon who caused Korbin's sympathy for abandoned Pokemon. As a result of his rescue, Blue is very clingy to Korbin, but he'll do anything to make his trainer happy. With other Pokemon he's submissive and even frightened, except for Helena. He adores her. The cuts on his tail left slightly lighter blue scars, and the rips in his ruff are still there.
-Name: Ignotus
-Species: Zorua
-Gender: Male
-Moveset: Transform, Bite, Fire Fang, Howl, Thunder Fang, Attract
-Personality: Korbin discovered Ignotus just outside Blackthorn on his way through the circuit. He was lurking in the grass, with only the flame-like tuft of fur atop his head visible. The next thing Korbin noticed was a pair of cold blue eyes staring at him. They sent shivers down his spine and he told Helena, perched on his shoulder, to be ready for something big. But as it turned out a small fox-like creature leapt out at them, baring baby teeth. A laugh burst out of Korbin unbidden, causing it to stop. It barked at him angrily, letting its guard down enough for Korbin to catch it in a ball. He took it to a Center, where the nurse exclaimed that he'd caught something hardly anyone had ever seen before. She had no idea what its name was, so she contacted Professor Oak. He told them that beside it being almost unknown, his was a male, he was a Zorua, and they were Dark type. Surprised by his luck, Korbin named him Ignotus, meaning unknown in Latin. He displayed the characteristics of a young fighter who showed promise, but lacked discipline. Ignotus barked, howled, and snarled at all the inappropriate times. He proved to be prideful to a fault, and hasty in his decisions. He fought foes far too large for him, and when he lost it was impossible to coax him out of his sulking mood. But Korbin persisted. In present day, Ignotus is a disciplined fighter who takes orders well and improvises just as well.
-Name: Honey
-Species: Meowth
-Gender: Female
-Moveset: Bite, Pay Day, Slash, Screech, Faint Attack, Assist
-Personality: Honey seems to be just as her name suggests. She's sleek and sweet, and appears to be naive, though she is far less so than Blue. In reality she is just about as world smart as Samrin is, but her facade of innocence and the charm of her wide gentle eyes render opponents and potential dangers unaware of what she is truly capable of. In reality she is short tempered, aggressive, and highly manipulative. She will stop at nothing to see her enemies fall before her. Korbin has begun to realize her underlying viciousness, but she has been in his team for so little time that he isn't quite sure yet. Honey covets her soft fur and gleaming, sharp claws and preens herself almost constantly -- just as one would expect a cat to do.
Appearance: Mark has black hair along with a Caesar haircut. When he isn't out in the open public, Mark is usually seen wearing a purple V neck shirt along with brown sweatpants. Mark prefers to wear very light clothes for his line of work, as well as not have to much hair blocking his eyes. all of that would just slow him down.
When he's wandering outside though, He'll tend to keep his face anonymous from the world due to his reputation as a thief. (more info in the history). He'll tend to wear a long brown trench coat as well as wear a random Pokemon mask to keep his identity a secret. It attracts little kids alot so he could be confused for a pokefan when wearing this stuff which works out very well for him. He also has a fedora when he's wearing this gear as well. He also wears black wristbands, alongside his sableye.
Personality: If you look at Mark's Reputation as a professional thief, Your first impression would be that he wouldn't give a crap about the world as long as he could get what he wants. While that's sometimes true for him, He still has a caring personality, Especially for his fellow pokemon. He dosn't think of them as tools like other various groups, But treats them like close friends and willing partners to assist with his goals.
Mark is very intelligent for his young age. especially when it comes to battling as well as pokemon in general. he is very careful in choosing his fights. If all else were to fail, Plan B would be put into action, however Mark has never resorted to this yet. Due to his isolation, Mark has been a loner most of his life, with little to no friends other then his pokemon. He has developed little social skill and tends to be the quiet mysterious type.
Mark is very selective on what he loots. For example, Mark will never steal important medical items such as potions or revives from trainers. He wants to make a living, but he dosn't want to ruin other pokemon or trainer's lives in the process. Sableye is often scolded very heavily if he does this on accident. He also won't steal money either. He's only interested in taking small valuables such as hold items, Poke balls, And other various treasures.
History:
Mark lived his early years in canalave city. He never really spent much time with his own family since they were always busy working on he other side of the region. He's only seen them so much times. At the age of 12, Mark began to search for ways to support himself, and begun to live the life as a thief. However, He started as an amateur and has only gotten away with so many attempts and looting. Since he was so young, Everybody just let him off with a lecture. Once mark was 13, He set off the iron island to capture a pokemon to hopefully help him out, Heck, He'd even take a geodude as a partner. While exploring the cave, His bag got snatched by a wild sableye which was ironic since he was supposed to be the thief. After about an hour of chasing him endlessly through the cave, Mark finally got his hands on the wild sableye. Just when he thought the sableye couldn't get away from him, it faded into the shadows and slipped right out of Mark's arms. This time he didn't run away but rather gave mark his bag back and placed a pokeball in his hand as if it he wanted to be caught. With this request, Mark threw the pokeball and captured the sableye, Which was nicknamed Snype.
From there on out, the two became inseparable partners. Mark ironically learned a lot about thievery from Snype and became quite a professional himself. As they grew, They set of to find more and more. Snype did most of the pick pocketing since he could hide in the shadows unsuspectingly, while mark would mostly plan everything out, as well as be a distraction. He would never leave all the work to Snype. Along the way, Mark Caught a few extra pokemon that eventually evolved over the years. A weezing, Gliscor, And a Zangoose. Eventually, Mark's acts were more recognized by the public, and trainers became more aware of him. Because of this, Mark more often walks around wearing a random pokemon mask and a trench coat to keep his face in secrecy, While Snype assists in looting. His reputation still follows him to this day.
Mark has just now recently Enlisted himself into REPO. Since their job is to preserve landmarks of the different regions, It would be a good opportunity for him to possibly snatch all sorts of loot he may find at these places. And if he gets tired of whatever group he ends up with, He can loot them and make a dash for it. Perhaps the experience would cause him to change his ways...
RP Sample: "REPO huh... investigating the old chateau..." Mark thought to himself while reading the email notification he had recieved. It was an automatic one, used as a means as advertising but it still caught his interest. Snype had been scurrying around Mark's bag of goods, looking through a variety of gems, goods, etc. Adjusting his wristbands, he found a bright blue diamond and inspected it. His eyes glittered brightly at the sight. Failing to overcome his hunger, He began to chomp on the priceless jewel. He smiled in relief. The taste of the jewel was going to stick with him for the long run.
Mark had been hiding out in a secret base right below the cycling road in sinnoh. Luckily he was very close to the chateau, so it wouldn't be a long ride. None of the pokemon officials had found mark's new secret base yet, not for a long time at least. This was one of his best spots since not much people travel under the cycling road to begin with.
"Hey! Snype! Looks like we got work!" Mark yelled out to Snype. His eyes glimmered green as a sign of happiness. He quickly crawled through the shadows and climbed up on Mark's shoulder. He had done this very often, leaving his purple V neck shirt with various scratch marks. He didn't mind it much though. If Mark were in Snype's shoes, he would have been just as excited. "Think about this snype. Access to an old mansion, that's usually feared by many, as well as working with many other REPO agents who are bound to have several "unneeded" valubles. As well as access to old treasues that could be hiding in the mansion. It's perfect!" He yelled in excitement. He forgot that he had to keep low. The cycling road was quieter then usual and the last thing that he needed was for some unsuspecting trainer to hear him.
Snype jumped in excitement and got himself ready for anything. "Snype, Some people are still searching for me. I'll have to keep low, even when we're at the chateau. Hide in the shadows and keep your distance. They may not recognize me, but they may recognize you. One of those REPO agents could know who we are." Snype took his advice and used shadow sneak to submerge his body into his own shadow. He crawled around the cave and immediately headed outside as Mark prepared. The young thief threw on a long brown trench coat and fedora. Before leaving though, He had almost forgotten to reply to the email he was sent.
"Dear REPO,
I am most interested in assisting with your cause. I myself had been interested in exploring the Chateau but had never had the inspiration to explore it. I am aware of the many stories of this building and, while I do not exactly believe many of these stories, I am prepared for the worst, incase it is true. Me and my partner will be sure to inspect every corner of the old chateau and report with results. Due to personal reasons, I must keep myself anonymous and keep my face hidden. You'll know when you see me.
From: A sly devil.
Mark sent the email and put on a mask that resembled the face of a Natu. His face had been completely concealed by the mask. Outside, Snype was nowhere to be seen. He was listening to orders and keeping out of site. Mark had been extremely lucky to have a partner like Snype. He was like his other self in an odd way. "Comon Snype, lets move." He whispered to the air as he moved on his way to the meeting place.
Password: Chateau
Pokemon
1.
Nickname: Snype
Species: Sableye
Gender: Male
Attacks: Shadow sneak, Detect, Taunt, Zen headbutt, Power gem
Personality: Snype is mark's Right hand man, In battles and in Thievery. His job outside of battle has been looting from the shadows, And he's made use of this in battle as well.
He spends alot of time outside of his pokeball, hiding in the shadows whenever Mark is in hiding. There are cases where sometimes Snype CAN get a little too greedy though... and is bound to disobey Mark due to this. As a bonus, the Sableye also wears black wristbands just for being stylish and showing his loyalty to Mark. While its in a sableye's blood to be a little prankster, Snype will be mature at the given opportunity. If he's going to get on somebodys nerves, He'll do it on purpose. Despite being very mature, Snype has been misjudged due to the reputation of his species.
2.
Nickname: plan B
Species: Weezing
Gender: Male
Attacks: Smokescreen, Sludge bomb, Haze, Explosion
Personality: If all else fails, Mark resorts to Weezing for getaways focusing on smokescreen of Haze. Weezing is also packed with explosion however, Mark has never resorted to using such a dangerous move. It's only used as a last resort. Weezing is hardly used for battles but if it ever is, Sludge bomb is sure to leave a mark on the opponent.
Personality: The power house of the team. He's used in battles much more then his other pokemon, next to Snype that is. When sent out, He'll often do his best to finish the job if all else fails. Like other Zangoose, Sheen tends to be easily hot headed. When with Snype, He acts like an older brother in a way, even though Snype came first. They are often seen teasing each other jokingly. Both Snype and Sheen together make a nearly unstoppable team.
4.
Nickname: Kara
Species: Gliscor
Gender: Female
Attacks: Aerial ace, X-Scizor, Dig , Poison Jab, Guillotine
Personality: Kara is one of mark's Primary battlers and will usually lead in a fight before sableye. Snype will usually loot trainers while Gliscor battle's them when allowed by Mark. Kara also happens to have a secret crush on Snype... Whenever she is with Snype, She will often express this mildly making Snype easily nervous and often tries to keep Mark from calling out Kara whenever he's in her pressence. She's neutral around Sheen and has some idle chit chat with him when they're both out of their pokeballs. Kara can be extremely reckless at times.
Nickname: Seeker
Species: Xatu
Attacks: Teleport, Future sight, Hidden power (Fire), Reflect, Shadow ball
Personality: Seeker has shown to be a valuble asset to Mark's group. His ability to see the past and future has greatly helped Mark with his theivery plots. He has predicted what Mark's outcome will be during his thievery attempts. Xatu has shown that his visions of the future have been true for the most part, but being unable to speak english to mark has made it difficult for him to tell mark about future events. He'll often approve of Mark's actions with a nod. If he dosn't nod, then Seeker is worried about both the future and Mark. Around the other pokemon, Seeker is often ever quiet, and often won't speak at all unless expressing fear of future events. In battle, He will often not budge a single bit. His main form of movement is by teleporting, another technique used by mark to escape tight situations.
(alot of this comes from my old SU but I plan to make some more changes. Just putting the whole thing here so ya know that I'm alive and well. Lets do this :D Also if your not alright with the one hit KO move I'll change it. I don't plan to us it very often.)
Ahhhh.... Mark the Thief..... It's going to be good RPing alongside him. I don't think he and Scott are going to like each other very much. Scott has a bit of an.....issue against 'bad' people.
If you steal something from him, You might want to flee.
Ah right almost forgot.
Megaman 765: You are......ACCEPTED!
The Humanssess are going to descend into the house of Demons once again. ALSO! If you are having second thoughts about wether or not you want to join, See Strikit's RP sample for a glimpse into the kind of stuff that happens in this RP. it is a Horror Survival RP after all. There's going to be gore, blood, and emotions. because if you do not please the GM/Demi-GMs(Strikit and KillehKiwi) Then we might have to send a little surprise your way. (Also, I just realized Strikit, If Samrin had Flash Fire, He wouldn't have perished.) Tommy loves fire, Lindsay's a Sadist, Lex is a murderer, and Mary Ellen's a demonic little girl. These are a few of the spirits you'll find in the Chateau, but there's a whole HELL of a lot more! And all of them, are under Control of The SHADOW.
*Grins*
Also, i've been looking through your SUs, and I've found pokemon that would have some VERY interesting deaths. Provided that the opportunity arises.
History Biter was the firstPokémon Amy caught. She was walking down Route 14, just outside her home city, and saw it running around with another. She was always fond of Rattatas so she chucked her PokéBall (given by her dad) at it and it caught it right away. She named it Biter because of its sharp teeth. It evolved after defeating Misty in Cerulean City.
Emotions would flow.
Species: Ludicolo Nickname: Sombrero Gender: Male Attacks: Surf, Brick Break, Bubble Beam, and Protect. Personality: Jolly History: Ludicolo was a Lotad when he was originally caught by Azleyla, and has been one of her most cherished partners since. He is the jolliest and funniest Pokemon that Leyla owns, and nobody can help but to smile when he's around.
^This guy. he'd have a terrible terrible death no? and the whole time his killer smiles.
Species: Sandshrew Nickname: Sorex Gender: Female Attacks: Dig, Sand-Attack, Swift, and Poison Jab Personality: Quiet History: A rather old Pokemon of Azleyla's, found six years prior to the Chateau. Unfortunately, Sandshrew will never evolve, because she swallowed a shard of an Everstone as a baby, and thus, will not evolve.
^ I had a fun idea for this one.... Gets slashed, the Everstone falls out, it evolves to protect Leyla, and then it perishes.
-Name: Honey
-Species: Meowth
-Gender: Female
-Moveset: Bite, Pay Day, Slash, Screech, Faint Attack, Assist
-Personality: Honey seems to be just as her name suggests. She's sleek and sweet, and appears to be naive, though she is far less so than Blue. In reality she is just about as world smart as Samrin is, but her facade of innocence and the charm of her wide gentle eyes render opponents and potential dangers unaware of what she is truly capable of. In reality she is short tempered, aggressive, and highly manipulative. She will stop at nothing to see her enemies fall before her. Korbin has begun to realize her underlying viciousness, but she has been in his team for so little time that he isn't quite sure yet. Honey covets her soft fur and gleaming, sharp claws and preens herself almost constantly -- just as one would expect a cat to do.
Curiosity killed the cat ;D
2.
Nickname: plan B
Species: Weezing
Gender: Male
Attacks: Smokescreen, Sludge bomb, Haze, Explosion
Personality: If all else fails, Mark resorts to Weezing for getaways focusing on smokescreen of Haze. Weezing is also packed with explosion however, Mark has never resorted to using such a dangerous move. It's only used as a last resort. Weezing is hardly used for battles but if it ever is, Sludge bomb is sure to leave a mark on the opponent.
"WHAT THE FU-BOOOOOOOOOOOM"
Nah. these are all my ideas. You guys can do whatever you want.
Just please teh GMs. Please them.
Hi guys, it's me, LordSephy, I don't deserve to be remembered by any of you, but if you do remember me I want to apologize for leaving so abruptly before, I've been having a lot of problems, like I recently got Knee surgery. I don't plan on trying to be a part of the Darkness Falls remake, because I seriously doubt I'm any good at roleplaying anymore, but be sure I will keep up with the story and I'm sure you'll all do great.
Just thought I'd add -- Lex takes up residence in a powerhouse of fury and physical power that secretly possesses ruthlessness that knows no bound. He is dangerous.
As for Honey, I don't see her dying -- she herself isn't very curious. But she could easily be the vessel of death for another.
added an RP sample into my Signup. give it a read if you'd like. Its been awhile Strikit :D (Sorry I don't remember your real name. Its been that long :(
Your sample's great Mega. Im glad to be RPing with you again. Omg, I had a funny(but odd) thought. Snype going after this african american lady's jewelry. "Don't make me hitchoo with ma ring hand!" Ugh sorry, got a little bit stereotypical with the thought.
Alright Strikit(Kyle, her name isss shelbie) you can kill whoever you want... except others' pokemon you cant kill those without permission.
Fire Walker, If that's your full SU, I'm going to have to say DECLINED There just isn't enough substance in your personality or appearance. I'm sorry, But your SU just isn't nearly good enough. I'd be willing to give you another chance, But you'd have to give much more information than that. If you're having trouble, use this as a guide. https://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=116591&styleid=168
Appearance: Amelia has short, black-green hair that doesn't get much pampering other than being combed. Amelia likes to dye her hair frequently, usually crazy colors like green, pink and blue. Her natural hair color is brown, but it bores her. She wears tight black jeans and shirts with different patterns, such as black and white stripes, checkered patterns, and plaid. She also wears shirts of solid colors, but they are mostly dull colored.
Her skin is fair, and she has a deep scar on her chin. She has a snakebite piercing. Amelia's eyes are a pale blue that stand out almost as much as her hair. She wears different colored bracelets on her left arm, one having a blue charm of a Lugia.
Her expression is almost always a suspicious smirk, as if she'd just done the funniest prank ever. Most people who see her automatically assume that she is immature and childish. Amelia sometimes has fresh scrapes on her knees and is covered in dirt, because she is curious and gets into everything.
Personality: Amelia is very outgoing and can become friends with almost anybody. She is bold, but gets carried away often and looks for trouble herself. When she's with her friends, she can be very hyper and crazy. She boasts about how brave she is, much to the annoyance of everybody. Amelia is intelligent because she read all kinds of books when she had nothing to do. Because of this, Amelia is a very skilled battler and knows well about type advantage. She isn't afraid to lose or admit she made a mistake, however. Her main problem is that she hates admitting when she's scared of something, because she wants everyone to know her as being brave.
Amelia always goes out looking for danger just to show how brave she is, or just because she wants to have fun. She likes telling stupid jokes, and laughing at them. Amelia can be reckless and do things without thinking, so she gets into trouble easily. She regrets her mistakes for a short amount of time, forgets soon after, and then makes the same mistake again. Amelia can make jokes about almost anything, and can come off as a big goof.
She is exactly the opposite of this is difficult situations. She thinks rationally and plans things accordingly when in danger. When she tries getting out of it, she does things thoroughly and without much talk. Amelia completely ignores somebody when she is mad. She doesn't talk to them or even look at them. But when she is very angry, she isn't afraid to get violent and cut skin.
Amelia loves Pokémon, and treats her Pokémon equally to people. She holds a super close bond with them, even making her own recipe of food for them. She trains her Pokémon in different ways. There's normal battling, agility training, and mental training. She is passionate about the way her Pokémon are treated, and wants them to have the best possible life they can.
Password: Chateau
Pokémon:
Species:
Nickname: Lucifer
Gender: Male
Attacks: Mean Look, Toxic, Baton Pass, Faint Attack, Wish, Crunch
Personality: Lucifer, like Amelia, likes to go out looking for trouble. He enjoys facing danger just for the thrill. Lucifer goes everywhere with Amelia and Maluu. He hates being in a pokéball, much like Maluu. He has a tendency to steal items that aren't his, so Amelia has to keep a close eye on him. Lucifer is elusive and likes to scare unsuspecting people. Despite his seemingly mean personality, he can be compassionate to those he trusts. Amelia, Maluu and Lucifer have a very close bond, allowing them to be really good at working together. Lucifer is a confident battler, and can take hard hits. He stays by Amelia's side at all times.
History: Amelia was walking to Celadon City one day, and she turned around to find an Eevee following her. She kept walking, assuming he already belonged to someone. The Eevee persisted and followed Amelia all the way to Celadon. She decided to check if he belonged to anyone. She tossed a pokéball at his head, catching him immediately as if he didn't even protest. The Eevee evolved into Umbreon a few months later.
Species:
Nickname: Maluu
Gender: Female
Attacks: Sunny Day, Hidden Power Fire, Psychic, Morning Sun, Signal Beam
Personality: Maluu is a real sweet Pokémon. She is very caring to those around her, and isn't in the least bit selfish. She puts other Pokémon before herself. Maluu likes to train her psychic powers, trying to use them as often as possible. Like Lucifer, she dislikes being in a pokéball and will not stay in one. Maluu can be stubborn and wants to do things the way she sees fit.
History: Amelia was healing Lucifer at the Pokémon Center after a tough battle, and then a little girl approached her. The little girl also had a young Eevee, but she could not keep it because her parents hated Pokémon and would throw it into the streets. The little girl gave it to Amelia since she too had an Eevee, and she thought Amelia would be able to take good care of it. The two Eevee became fast friends as they battled together. One night, Lucifer evolved into Umbreon as they were training. The next morning, Maluu evolved too, but into Espeon.
Species:
Nickname: Zane
Gender: Male
Attacks: Foresight, Signal Beam, Attract, Reflect, Disable, Sleep Powder, Stun Spore
Personality: Zane can be described as annoying by others because he is very chatty. He uses his amazing eyesight to find items and small insects to eat. He always makes sure to follow every command given by Amelia, on cue. He's a perfectionist who hates to make mistakes. Amelia sometimes has trouble with calming him down, because he gets very upset easily. Zane frequently wanders off, due to his instinct to constantly be searching for things.
History: Amelia was staying in Viridian Forest one day, and sent out Lucifer to find some firewood. Lucifer bumped into a Venonat, who was angry at Lucifer for almost no reason, and began attacking him with Signal Beam. Amelia heard Lucifer's cry and ran over to help him. She noticed this Venonat had blue eyes instead of red, so she sent Maluu to attack the Venonat with Hidden Power Fire. She threw a pokéball at the injured Venonat, capturing him, and named him Zane.
Species:
Nickname: Monty
Gender: Male
Attacks: Ice Beam, Mirror Coat, Aqua Jet, Surf, Counter
Personality: Monty is calm and collected, but can be aggressive when provoked. He has a fear of being left behind, so he doesn't like to wander too far. He adores Maluu because of her sweet nature, and works well in battle with her. Monty is not very competitive and could care less whether he wins or loses a battle. However, he can still be counted on to do his best.
History: Monty was recruited as a Squirtle from a large group of other Squirtle that lived on a beach. Amelia battled him for a long time due to his refusing to be caught, but succeeded in the end after Lucifer badly poisoned him. Monty evolved into Wartortle after he was randomly knocked over by a wild Fearow. In rage, he forced himself into evolution so he could defeat it.
Species:
Nickname: Artemis
Gender: Female
Attacks: Shadow Ball, Flamethrower, Thunderbolt, Substitute, Focus Punch
Personality: Artemis has a quiet yet hostile personality. In battle, she likes hitting the opponent where it hurts them most. She can be very aggressive to people or Pokémon who harm the ones she trusts. Artemis loves to eat, and she often has to be in her pokéball during meal times so that everyone else has a chance to eat their food before she tries to take it.
History: Artemis was captured as a Nidorina in the Safari Zone. It took 23 Safari Balls and countless amounts of food to capture her. Despite Pokémon not being allowed to fight in the Safari Zone, Artemis helped Amelia fight off a Kangaskhan after throwing rocks at it didn't work. Artemis had a really hard time fighting the Kangaskhan, and requested to be evolved into Nidoqueen with Amelia's Moon Stone. As soon as Artemis evolved, she easily took the opponent down.
Species:
Nickname: Lars
Gender: Male
Attacks: Zen Headbutt, Crunch, Focus Energy, Dragon Dance, Outrage
Personality: Lars is almost a mirror image of Amelia because of his clown-like personality. He is a good spirit who loves anything and everything. He dreams of learning to fly, like most Bagon do. His tough appearance scares most people away, but those who know him know that he welcomes most with open arms.
History: Amelia actually stole Lars from Team Rocket's headquarters. When Amelia managed to sneak in, she found the lone pokéball and stole it before commanding Maluu and Artemis to set the whole place ablaze. When Amelia escaped the burning building, she tossed the pokéball, and it revealed the small, dragon like Pokémon. Despite not knowing Amelia, the Bagon was happy to see somebody. Amelia immediately loved him and named him Lars, taking him with her.
Rp Sample:
Spoiler:
"My name's Felicia, nice to meet you. What's your name?" Felicia replied while happily bouncing up and down. "I'm Alaska!" Alaska told her enthusiastically. Zeke told a story about his tribe while occasionally looking up at the sky and then down at the ground. What's he looking at?"...I see..." Leigh said back to Specter. "Either way, I'd like both of them to hear my message if that's alright with you. I really have no comment on him or this Zariant fellow right now." Leigh squirmed a bit, used recover and leaped out of Alaska's arms. "You look good as new!" Alaska told him. Leigh floated around in circles, and then eventually rested in Alaska's arms. He was healthy, but seemingly still tired.
"I'm glad you're okay, you had me worried. I wake up and find you hurt that's something I'd like not to happen again," said Felicia. "I normally don't let anyone hold me as you know. But I trust you'll be gentle," Leigh told Alaska. "You bet I will," she replied with a smile. "It was past noon last time I checked... ah! He might already be here by now!" Leigh exclaimed, remembering the time. "I shall go check. Don't forget what I said, Leigh. Zeke will have a hard time apologizing, but he surely wants to. Don't tell I said anything." Specter flew off.
"It's fine. There would have been an announcement and even though I can't hear I would have felt the vibrations so we're still good," Felicia told Leigh. Alaska watched Specter leave. She hoped Bruno hadn't left yet. "I say we all go to the meeting spot now. Better to go now then later," Leigh told everybody. "...That is... unless you want to wait till 5. I don't want to be stuck in this place for too long." Zeke suddenly appeared. "I am back, and I want to apologize, but I can't bring myself to say it yet. I don't fully know why I did what I did and I'm sorry it happened, but I do not wish for you to think of me as a dirty cheating fighter." Leigh stared coldly into his eyes and simply responded, "......Mmm. Alright then." Alaska looked down at him. If she were in his place, she would probably fight Zeke again right there. That was obviously not being a good sport, but the way Zeke acted earlier wasn't so wonderful, either. "Geez Sorry I've been hogging the spotlight. Heh," Leigh said specificly to his team. "I'll do my best to follow where ever you go Felicia. You're the Leader of the team after all." Zeke stepped back and looked at Leigh.
Alaska looked at Zeke but didn't say anything. She wondered whether he was truly sorry for what he did. Felicia smiled at Leigh and said, "It's fine Leigh, and I agree it might be best for us to head to the meeting spot now. Even if we did miss it at one at least we'll be there at five." Specter returned. "They're gone. The escort is gone. Zeke? Is that you over there?" Specter shouted to Zeke as he flew back over. "Leigh... I am sorry! I'll go against all my raising. I AM SORRY! I'm only as good as my friends and if I want to be strong then I want to be friends with you," Zeke shouted, running out of the shadows and standing in front of Leigh. "...Fine. Apology accepted. But just by a fine line. At least try to show me you mean it one day," replied Leigh from Alaska's arms. "Great... looks like we'll have to wait a bit longer... I doubt it's safe to try catching up to the escort now. Wish there was another way..." Felicia looked at him. "It's fine that we missed the escort it just gives us time to get to know each other better, and to be honest talking to Pokemon who don't discriminate me is a first."
"Specter, when did you start speaking?" Zeke asked, looking at Spector. "I don' know. After the battle. After I got hit by psycho shock," Specter replied with a shrug. "Hmmm… any ideas Leigh. It was your attack..." Zeke said. Alaska looked up at the sky too but just saw shapeless clouds. She looked at Zeke as he finished the story. Zariant was the strongest member of the tribe. Alaska couldn't really follow the story, so she didn't say anything.
(I hope I wrote enough lol, if not, I can add more. And if you don't want Zane to be shiny, I can change that too.)
Very nice Night of remorse. Your SU looks very nice. The RP sample is a little bit confusing though. However, you seem to know what you're doing, and you followed the instructions, so you are ACCEPTED!
And don't worry about having a shiny. EVERYONE has a shiny(I have like five.) It's fine to leave it in your SU. it's just an alternate color, and it makes it unique.
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You mayyy... want to have more than 3 pokemon.... just a suggestion.
hey night, good to see ya RPing with us :D I think I'm going to have mark wear his disguise longer then before. Just to keep him mysterious n crap. I have a few ideas on how his identity could be revealed.
I would of course never kill another anything without the person's permission. Besides, I wouldn't orchestrate a worthy killing unless I thought the RPer capable of writing it effectively.
I've determined that a death will indeed occur within my team, but whether or not it's Sammy is to be determined. I could make it a lot, lot worse. And open up for serious issues later on in Sanctity for Korbin.
Appearance: Nolvic stands 6'4 with fair skin, a slight tan, lightly curly platinum blond hair and a few freckles on his arms and shoulders. He looks very average in most ways and very few muscles can be seen on his body, but this is a facade, thanks to his job as a member of REPO and his style of personally training his pokemon with his own hands he is very strong (but his muscles only show their true colors when he has to strain them) and extremely tolerant of pain. Nolvic's only redeeming physical features are his devilishly handsome face and beautiful emerald green eyes.
Nolvic isn't really a fashionable person, although he's no disaster, he generally just wears light blue jeans, (held up by a belt because of his very unbalanced waist size to body height ratio.) a white collared shirt with a grey pokeball emblem under the left shoulder and a black wrist band with a pikachu on it.
Personality: In one phrase: Self-Contradicting. Nolvic is very intelligent, and outwardly cold and calculating. He is also extremely empathetic, being known to have his mood easily affected by the emotions of those around him which also is half of why although he never even tries to guess what people are thinking, but he can almost always guess what they are feeling and what kind of person they are, most people cannot stand being stared at by Nolvic because it feels as though he is looking right through them. The other reason is that Nolvic is very skilled at analysing things (and people). Although being extremely shy and protective of his true feelings (the ones unaffected by his empathy) he is very vocal and smart-alecky in his opinions and always a smart-aleck when he doesen't have something on his mind.
Nolvic is hopelessly selfless, although he has fairly high opinions of himself, he is not at all narsissistic and always puts himself at the bottom when comparing people's values and he cares about his pokemon more than anything and is known to be very nurtering and affectionate with them. Although nearly always neatly composed Nolvic completely loses his nerve when he thinks about a beautiful girl in any romantic (or *ahem* otherwise possiblly embarrassing) way or he can tell/thinks one is thinking about him. One of his friends in high school caused him a lot of trouble because she knew of his fatal flaw and teased him to no end. Although he's never done anything romantic himself Nolvic loves watching emotional romances unfold.
RP sample:
Spoiler:
(Alright, moment of truth, let's see if I can still do this.) Nolvic peered at his cards with a look of pure horror that said. "How could I possibly have a hand this bad?" Darrick, Frank and Robby, Nolvic's poker buddies noticed his face and went all in, putting down a Straight, three queens, and a pair of Aces. It worked, Nolvic grinned mischeviously and laid his hand on the table. "Sorry gentleman, looks like I'll be the one eating gourmet Kanto quisine tonight, Royal Flush." The other three men threw their cards all over the floor, all exclaiming variations of "Every time!". "Well, sorry but I know how to read between the-Crap!" After staring at the clock for a couple more seconds Nolvic realized that everybody in the tavern was staring at HIM. "Sorry folks, I got a date with a scary mansion in the middle of the forest! Never know where you may find fascinating artifacts with the potential to help preserve this great world!" He shouted back to his friends as he ran out.
"Go! Brashon!" The pokeball flew from Nolvic's hand and out came Brashon, his Pidgeot and the first pokemon he ever caught himself, he hopped onto the back of the wondrous creature that had no more trouble supporting his weight than an ant's. "Off we go, to the Old Chateau! Hi, this is your captain speaking and ignoring our hostess' corny rhime we should reach the old chateau in about 3 hours, please enjoy the soft plumage of our Pidgeot brand seats.
After landing Nolvic put Brashon away for a rest and took out Little Vixen, his Evee to make the walk a little more pleasant. "So Vix, eat any good berries while I was cleaning house again?" "Ee! Evee!" "Sitrus? Sure is a nice garden over there, so am I to assume you still don't want to evolve?" "EE!" "Alright Alright!" Nolvic threw up his arms in surrender. "It just seems like with so many options there would be something you wanted, but don't worry, I think your perfect just the way you are." Hoping nobody was watching Nolvic exposed his softer side by picking up Vix and nuzzling her nose with his, she squealed in joy. Nolvic stopped, they were there, he set down Vix and pulled out her pokeball. "Sorry Vix, the old chateau might be to 'Terrifying' for your delicate sensibilities, return." Seeing a few people already at the gate Nolvic stepped in their direction. "Time to see what this whole thing really entails."
PASSWORD!!!(It's bolded): Chateau
Pokemon SU:
Species: Pidgeot
Nickname: Brashon
Gender: Male
Attacks: Aerial Ace, Mirror Move, Sky Drop, Hurricane, Extremespeed
Personality: Bold History: Brashon is the very first pokemon Nolvic ever caught personally and is the one he most often uses in battles, he is fearless and scrappy but also has a caring side and acts as a big brother towards Nolvic's other pokemon. Species: Evee
Nickname: Little Vixen or "Vix" for short
Gender: Female
Attacks: Shadow Ball, Charm, Fake Tears, Quick Attack, Last Resort
Personality: Sassy History: Little Vixen is very precious to Nolvic and has a special place in his heart, to him she is both a daughter and a best friend, he recieved her from his mother as an Egg. Nolvic takes Vix everywhere with him and never keeps her in her pokeball unless he's flying on Brashon's back or they're somewhere possibly dangerous. Nobody (Pokemon included) who has ever met Vix has been able to resist liking her, she is so cute and friendly but very sassy and violent when angry, but she uses this to her advantage in battle, lulling opponents into a false sense of security and then taking them out quick, one phrase to describe her well would be "Mercilessly Adorable".
Vix and Bill get along especially well due to being the only members of Nolvic's team to not reach their final forms yet and both being less mature than the others, but they also often compete for Nolvic's attention. Species: Fraxure
Nickname: "The Billdozer" or Bill for short.
Gender: Male
Attacks: Outrage, Dragon Rage, Attract, Giga Impact, and (Of course) Bulldoze
Personality: Serious History: Nolvic met Bill when he saved an apple orchard from it as an Axew, even though it was so small it blew Brashon (who was a Pidgeotto back then) away and continued on until it slammed into Nolvic himself with Bulldoze, since Bill just wouldn't give up no matter how many attacks it was hit with Nolvic finally had Brashon use twister and slammed a pokeball into Bill while it was still spinning so that it was too dizzy to fight back. Bill got his name because Nolvic has never seen an obstacle he couldn't smash through, he is great for battles, and because his ability is Rivalry Nolvic taught him attract so that whether his opponents are Male or Female he has an advantage. Species: Zoroark
Nickname: Mallady
Gender: Female
Attacks: Slash, Dig, Scary Face, Hone Claws, Night Daze
Personality: Naughty History: Mallady use to live in a small but very urban coastal city, she loves nothing more than pranking people to which her natural ability to make illusions was a great boon. But as much as she loved pranking the good citizens she eventually became very lonely, any wild pokemon that lived in the city relied on the humans for survival and so treated a pokemon who caused them so much trouble such as Mallady as an outsider, when Nolvic traveled to the city he saw right through Mallady's illusions and felt the loneliness radiating from her, so he offered her a place with him where she would never feel lonely again, and she gladly joined him. Species: Snorlax
Nickname: Pit
Gender: Male
Attacks: Rest, Rollout, Giga Impact, Crunch, Steamroller
Personality: Relaxed History: Nolvic met Pit when he was blocking a major road and even though there were dozens of people trying to wake it up no one could. Nolvic had a briliant idea, he found a cook and told him to make something delicious with a very strong smell while he prepared, when the food was finished Nolvic lightly coated the inside of an empty pokeball with some of the food and had Mallady make an illusion that there was more of the food in the pokeball, when pit woke up it chased the smell of food into the pokeball. Pit got his name for being a bottomless pit of hunger.
Species: Lucario
Nickname: Seeker
Gender: Male
Attacks: Aura Sphere, Detect, Close Combat, Metal Claw, Me First
Personality:Brave History: Nolvic found Seeker because there was a huge commotion in a canyon, a large group of trainers were all trying to catch one pokemon, but everyone who tried was promptly defeated, Nolvic was no different at first, every one of his pokemon were beaten as bad as the other trainers, he was even able to see right through Mallady's illusions because of his aura abilities (Except Vix who Nolvic would not put in such peril) until Nolvic sent out Pit, every time seeker would attack him Nolvic would have him use rest and throw food at him to wake him up after he was healed, until Seeker was too exausted to fight anymore, but in the end even with such a battle Nolvic wasn't able to capture Seeker by winning, it was because he gained Seeker's respect with his persistence and enginuity.
