Cineris Titan Academy

[Eletj]

Heres my first attempt at a RP. Thank you SO MUCH Ghost Princess and Diegoyayi for all your help.

Cineris Titan Academy:
Rating PG-14

(Sign Ups are still open!)

Cineris Titan Academy, the school for aspiring Pokémon trainers, the best food, the best education, the best staff, and the cleanest campus. Cineris Titan Academy is truly one of the best Pokémon schools in all of the four major regions. The student of this prestigious school come from a variety of backgrounds.The headmaster of the school however doesn't mind as long as the students don't cause a ruckus on campus. Cineris has a wide variety of students, rich, poor, middle-class, and the occasional... Err... Odd student. Most are completely normal.

However there are a few expectations to this rule as well, some students are more gifted and talented then others... And by gifted I mean magically gifted. There are a few select students in which, do not remember their past. They have no memory of who they are, and only the headmaster knows of these special students. The headmaster has a hunch that these few select students are the incarnations of Arceus's different forms.

This is what the headmaster guesses, but cannot prove, because not even the students themselves know who they are. The headmaster also wonders why they select few have come to Cineris, but despite this, these students don't cause trouble unless enraged or saddened which that situation hasn't happened yet. As the select students begin to transfer in one by one the headmaster still finds it odd that things are peaceful for surely he was not the only one who knew about these gifted students, at least that's what he hoped wouldn't come true and fortunately for now things seem to grow peaceful.

The weeks slowly past at Cineris as each of 'the gifted' began to fit in and make friends and develop his/her personality amongst the school and life continued normally until... One day one of the teachers began acting strange, like a completely different person...He would give twice as much homework, and work the students especially hard, till the students were exhausted. The headmaster noticed this sudden change in a teacher and knew that this sudden change of heart could possibly the start of the newly reformed team rocket after the 'gifted children' which of course the headmaster was sure they knew about it by now. The headmaster couldn't do anything to stop this though, because he didn't want the children to be startled and their dark secrets uncovered so he was powerless to do anything.


The headmaster watched as slowly the first few disappeared from school life. Then he got suspicious. He kept a close eye on the last remaining 'gifted ones'. A few fell off the radar, and faded away. The rest became unnoticeable in the crowd. Only a few select teachers still know of the current 'gifted ones'. These 'gifted ones' reside in all around the school, not knowing their secret, the headmaster kept it from them for their own good, however with a newly reformed team rocket on the loose life could be much harder on the gifted ones, and if there secret got out things could spell disaster for them and for the world..So there are a few special 'normal' students who were selected as guardians who know the secret as well there job is to watch over the magical children and make sure there powers don't go haywire and that no one else finds out about the secret, and that the newly reformed team rocket gets their hands on these 'gifted ones' and use them as weapons...but there is a rumour going about that a few teachers are working with the newly reformed team rocket, so thus you must be on high alert..

If you are a 'gifted' one you must protect yourself from the newly reformed Team Rocket who are secretly after you and your powers, whilst finding more about yourself and learning who you truly are and why you were sent here while still trying to maintain your human form..For no one knows the true power you hold...

If you are a guardian then your goal is to protect the 'gifted' ones while trying to keep your distance and find out why Team Rocket is after them...But how can you stay so distant from the one you are to protect, whether you become friends, or something more it could cloud your judgement and let something disastrous happen, so you must distance yourself while still protecting them from the disaster that is looming upon them...

If you're a spy for Team Rocket posing as a teacher, then your aim is to find out as much as you can for them, and, if possible, take them in. You're a senior officer, and if you capture more of them, you're sure to get that big promotion.

Setting:
The Campus is located in the middle of a group of islands, in the sea between Goldenrod and Cianwood, about 1 hour of the main island. The surronding islands are all completely different from each other. One is covered a deep forest. One is a hilly, plain island. Ones a live volcano. Each one has different pokemon living on it.

Rules:

• I am the Game Master, as are Ghost Princess, Diegoyayi and Umbreongirl. Treat them as you would me.
• I will tell you what you can catch where.
• Have fun!
• Respect others.
• No character control without express permission.
• Follow all the Pokecommunity rules..especially the 1 paragraph per post.
• I have the right to changes these rules when I feel like.
• Put this at the bottom of your sign up so I know have red these rules: :P
  

Sign Ups:

The Guardians or Normal Students:

Name: (Your Characters name)
Age: (Between 12-18)
Appearance: (At least 3-4 sentences, I am accepting pictures.)
Personality: (At least 3-4 sentences)
History: (At least 3-4 sentences)
Starter: (Only 1)
Subjects: (Up to 4 options, everyone takes Maths,PE and Form Time)
Extra: (Self Explaintory)
Trainer Card: (Self Explaintory)
RP Sample: (Self Explaintory)

And for the Gifted:

Name: (Your Characters name)
Age: (Between 12-18)
Appearance: (At least 3-4 sentences, I am accepting pictures.)
Personality: (At least 3-4 sentences)
History: (At least 3-4 sentences)
Element: (Light, Dark, Fire, Ice, Lightning and Earth.)
Gift: (Your Power. No overpowerful smiting abilities.)
Starter: (Only 1)
Subjects: (Up to 4 options, everyone takes Maths,PE and Form Time seperatly.)
Trainer Card: (Self Explaintory)
Extra: (Self Explaintory)
RP Sample: (Self Explaintory)


And for the Spys:

Name: (Your Characters name)
Age: (Between 20 and 60)
Appearance: (At least 3-4 sentences, I am excepting pictures.)
Personality: (At least 3-4 sentences)
History: (At least 3-4 sentences)
Subjects Taught: (Up to 3. Must be similar)
Pokemon: (I am allowing up to 6, since your all adults. No Legendaries)
Trainer Card: (Self Explaintory)
Extra: (Self Explaintory)
RP Sample: (Self Explaintory)

The Subjects students may take are:
Classes:

• ·[FONT=&quot]Battle Training 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Pokémon Capture 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]History 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Mythology 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Cooking 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Survival 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Geography 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Practical Art[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Breeder 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Contests 101[/FONT]

Starters:

Species: Bulbasaur(Taken)
Nature: Bold
Gender: Female
Moves:
--Tackle
--Growl

Species: Venonat
Nature: Calm
Gender: Male
Moves:
--Tackle
--Disable

Species: Cyndaquil (Taken)
Gender: Male
Nature: Timid
Moves:
--Tackle
--Leer

Species: Buneary (Taken by GP)
Gender: Female
Nature: Naive
Moves:
--Pound
--Defence Curl

Species: Houndour (Taken by Diego)
Gender: Male
Nature: Naughty
Moves:
--Leer
--Ember

Species: Mudkip (Taken)
Gender: Male
Nature: Quiet
Moves:
--Tackle
--Growl

Species: Drifloon (Taken)
Gender: Female
Nature:
Moves:
--Constrict
--Minimize

Species: Natu (Taken)
Gender: Female
Nature:
Moves:
--Peck
--Leer

Species: Pichu
Gender: Female
Nature: Naughty
Moves:
--Thundershock
--Charm

Species: Cubone (Taken)
Gender: Male
Nature:
Moves:
--Growl
--Tail whip
--Bone Club

Wild Card 1Totodile-Taken by Platnium Piano
Wild Card 2Misdreavus - Taken by Serene
Secret GM Wild Card Eevee - Umbreongirl

Accepted:
Spys/Teachers:
Eletj-Kenji Enigma Darkrose
UmbreonGirl-Minnie Jolicoeur

Guardians:
Diegoyayi-Damien Decay-Houndour
FrozenSnowman-Kristopher "Kris" Kokoro-Natu
The Kricket-Robert "Bob" Henderson-Cyndaquil
Eletj-Jaque Jolicoeur-Treecko

Gifted:
Ghost Princess-Yuki Nivosus-Ice-Buneary
Bamachi-Raffine Tsou-Lightning-Mudkip
Serene-Cierra "Crimson" Riley Clover-Dark-Misdreavus
Mira-Elizabeth Serene Lake-Fire-Bulbasaur
Umbreongirl-Midian Amethyst Eclipse-Light-Eevee
Sasunechiha-Samuel "Sam" Tukari-Earth-Drifloon

Pending:

Reserved:


All Accepted SUs have been moved to lower Post, ran our of room.

List of Remaing Elements:
Light(taken)
Dark(Taken)
Fire(Taken)
Ice(Taken)
Lightning(Taken)
Earth(Taken)

GM Sign Ups:
GM Eletj:

Spoiler:

Name: Professor Kenji Enigma Dárkrose.
Age: 22
Appearance:

Kenji stands at about 6ft 7. His Gray, messy hair is around medium length. He has a slimmer build. His usual clothes are a mix of the clothes above. He's reasonably handsome, and would be a hit with the ladies if he wasn't so into his job.
Personality: Kenji is a fun-loving teacher. Don't be fooled, he'll push students to their limits in Battle, but he knows how to have fun. He loves to teach his subject, and during the holidays, he takes special courses. For a price of course, but a modest one. Some students have hated him, because of his attitude towards people. Everything he does, he does for his students. However, most people enjoy his company.
History: That is for me to know, and you to possibly find out during the course of the RP
Subject Taught: Battle Training 201, Mythology 101, Survival 101, and Breeder's Knowledge 101.
Pokémon Team:
·Sandslash
·Flygon
·Weavile
·Magmar
·Ariados
·Milotic
He also has many Pokémon roaming the island, or staying with Professor Oak, Elm, Birch and Rowan.

Extra: Kenji has beaten the Pokémon League, and owns the ranch outside Olivine.

GM Ghost Princess:

Spoiler:

Name: Yuki Nivosus

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Yuki is a strange girl appearance wise, she has pale almost snow white skin, along with ice blue hair, and with light blue eyes, her facial features are truly a site to behold, but that's not the only truly beholding feature about her...She's got bunny ears and a bunny tail, thus giving her the powers and abilities, and food liking of a bunny. Clothing wise she wears a ice blue long sleeved shirt to which the sleeves extend half-way past her hand and she wears a mini-skirt that is dark blue, it also has a black belt with a frozen heart as a belt buckle and strangely enough for her, no matter how hot the ice gets...It never melts. Her shoes are non-high heeled boots which zip up to almost her knees. She wears an icicle charm around her neck that has a type of bright pink ice in it. Her hair is left down almost always and extends well past her hips.

Personality: Yuki is overly cheerful and happy, but can be a bit whiney at times. Yuki will always jump into a fight and stop it no matter how escalated it becomes, thus making her a heroic type to a point. Yuki is also weird, she likes the weirdest foods, and has a very hyper active imagination, and due to this fact she has little friends and spends lunch time by herself drawing pictures that come to her head, and also due to these features she is the type of girl is constantly teased (also because she's a bunny anthromorph), however she keeps a cheerful face no matter what, thinking that if she doesn't let the words hurt her, that she'll be fine. She is also a believer in fairy tales, and the Cinderella type of thing and thinks that if she stays happy long enough she will find her true love and live 'happily ever after'. Unfortunately with Yuki being a bunny girl no one has even tried to talk to her, let along be her friend, yet Yuki still keeps her happy-go lucky spirit and continues to forge on as if she could be everyone's friend.

History: Yuki doesn't recall her past mainly, she only remebers waking up in the snow and giving herself the name "Yuki" meaning snow and "Nivosus" meaning "ice" so to herself she is the snow ice princess in her imagination. When she woke up she had a certain urge to head to the elite Academy, she felt a calling there, thus stumbled her way through the snow, wondering who or what she was and could barely speak and the only words they would form in her mouth were "ice" or "snow" as she travelled to Titan academy she kept thinking about who she was, or what she was for that matter, there was no answer that can answer that question for her however. (It's kind of hard to write a history with a girl who has no past >.<)

Subjects: Mythology 101, Pokémon Capture 101, Breeder 101, Cooking 101.

Element: Ice

Gift: Yuki has the ability to control and create ice when angered or saddened, and due to her bunny features she has extremely good hearing, runs extremely fast, and can jump extremely high!

Starter: Buneary
Trainer Card:
*image removed*

Extra: She excels at P.E., and art but hates any type of math

GM Diegoyayi:

Spoiler:

Name: Damien Decay
Age: 17

Appearance: Damien would be a rather inconspicuous body if it wasn't for his height, being nearly 6'6. His long legs give him such stature, so it's only antural he has long arms to match as well. His body frame is a rather thin, yet strong one. He has pretty much no body fat on him, his thickness being given to him by his thick bones and sleek muscles. His muscles aren't completely pumped, for he'd rather be agile than strong; yet, they are quite noticeable. His abdominals, deltoids, biceps and triceps, and trapezoids are really cut, and they look like they're tensed even when in a relaxed mood. While some may not imagine, Damien is quite strong, being able to pick really heavy objects. Not with ease, but he can do it. His limbs are relatively long and his skin isn't tan, but it isn't all that pale either. Most of the time, he will be heavily blushed for a medical condition known as Rosacea, the eternally pink cheek curse. A few times, like when there is a strong sunlight or he has been running for too long, his forehead and chin will share the rubious color. His nose, mouth and eyes are relatively small; yet not tiny. He has dark hazel eyes that are slightly rounded. His nose is perky and his ears are very, very slightly pointed on the top. He has thin, rosy lips and really clean and straight teeth. Damien's hair is straight and has a raven black colour; and if put down, goes to his eyebrows. He doesn't really comb his hair a lot, but when he does, it usually ends up being the stereotypical emo haircut in which one of his eyes is covered. Since the hair doesn't reach the eye, only the eyebrow is covered. Damien wears black or any dark colored attire most of the time, no matter the temperature. On a normal day, Damien will be seen wearing a black hoodie with some unusual light-grey or white patterns, black denim trousers with a white gold chain dangling from his left side, black combat boots, a black T-shirt with either no design, a very colorful one, or some band logo and black leather gloves, sometimes fingerless, sometimes not.

Personality: Damien has a rather enigmatic personality. One that shifts from being infinitely joyful to suicidal quickly and for no apparent reason. For that, most of the time he prefers to stay quiet and away from the people. He'd surely be completely invisible among the Academy if it wasn't for his aforementioned height. Normally, Damien's a complete loner. He does everything by himself, being convinced that the help of others will only weaken him. When bothered or affronted by someone, Damien will come out of his shy-away phase and release a complete berserk demon. Though he is slow to anger, and he usually never does because he isn't aroud the someone's that could make hm angry; when he is infuriated, Damien won't stop until some bodies hit the floor. He might not be the strongest one around, but his knowledge of weaknesses in the human body allow him to incapacitate anyone. Damien fears humiliation, this being probably the main reason why he ostracizes himself from everyone. He finds it really hard to find someone who he can trust. Deep within, though; Damien is a very kind-hearted person. He gets a jolly out of helping others, but because he dislikes pomposity and fake glory other receive, he usually does so from the shadows. Literally. He dreams of breaking free from the isolation he is daily submitted to and be someone who everbody can relate to a be friendly with . But it isn't easy. Damien is also one who is really cold, logistic, calculative, and smart; excelling at all school subjects and having special knowledge of those they call The Gifted.

History: Not much is known about Damien's past, for not only does he keep it all to himself, but not even him is sure about it. Though one might expect a shady, dark and gloomy past from someone like Damien, in fact he has had a 'normal' life. No tragedies or traumatizing events. Just an everyday guy. He was born in Saffron City, a large place where no one stands out unless they dress up in gold and have the biggest mansion, to an average middle-high class family. He was an only child, so one could've expected him to receive too much attention; but in fact, he never got any. His parents were so busy trying to give him everything that they never gave him anything. He'd spend days alone in his room reading or go out and explore by himself. He was a top class student at the Fighting Dojo, soon gaining scholarships to study in cool places. He traveled alone and he had no friends to see him in his fights, though. He got to the Academy alone, and expects to be alone for the rest of his life, despite the tasks he is submitted to.

Starter: A male, naughty-natured Houndour named Zero. Pretty much Damien's only friend. He received Zero as an egg for a prize in a fighting competition; and since the pup was born, they've been inseparable. Though Zero can't talk, Damien knows he understands him, and usually lets out his pains and glories with him. Surprisingly, Zero's an excellent listener.

Subjects: Mythology, Practical Art, Survival and History

Trainer Card:

Extra: Damien masters all fighting techniques that involve grapples and immobilization; plus is excellent at Parkour and Free Running, beign able to wall Run or wall jump with ridiculous ease and stealthiness. He's like a ninja, really. He also always carries lighter and a small flashlight, as well as a very small enciclopedia book on Arceus and Arceus Legends and a short knife. He knows basic and advanced medical procedures and is also a pro swimmer and basketball player.

GM Umbreongirl

Spoiler:

Name: Name chosen by her 'Parents': Estella Luna Briarwood, But upon reaching the Acedemy, and yearning for a fresh start, Stella first introduced herself to the Headmaster as "Midian Amethyst Eclipse", this may or may not have been an attempt to stump anyone looking to track down her family.
Age: Sixteen

Appearance: (No picture, Sowwie. I don't like using them) A slight and frail girl, Midian is a figure who upon first glance many would assume was comprised of pure Porcelin. With tiny China doll-like features, from her thin, gently curving diaphragm, to her tiny miniscule little hands, at first sight at her, Midian is one often eschewed immediately as an ideal competitor or even playmate by her peers, by their fear of breaking her. The adolescent stands at a mere 5'3', barely just surpassing the teasing disadvantages of being short. But same as one who might tower over the crowd, by being a slightly off stature, Midian manages to find her own perks to what might be for others considered a miserable situation. Rather than seeing herself as "pushed around, shoved along with the tide, or bullied without the bully even realizing it, Midian has realized that being small has its own advantages. When packed inside a huge throng, she sees and hears all that takes place around her, and by being so small, she is able to slip by most other persons, being singled out by the occaisional sharp pair of eyes. When anyone actually takes the time to notice and observe her, she could be described as a living, breathing work of art. Not to say that she's physically perfect, by any means. By most of the opposite sex's standards, she's hardly worth the bother to consider. A severely lacking chest is the first downfall most others see in her (She really is tiny in every aspect), and as if this trait, or lack of trait in her case isn't bad enough, most people are turned off by the young female's eyes. It isn't the slightly curved, Pixieish shape that seems to be off, or even the color, a clear, startling translucent yellow. What really gets people started is the light emanating from them. Once her peepers are cast upon someone, that person immediately finds themself momentarily immobilized, almost as if their soul were paralyzed by her hypnotizing pupils. When she has locked gazes with another, Midian's eyes immediately dilate, and seem to pulsate once, then the reciprocator of her gaze is immediately snared, trapped flailing like a helpless fly drawn to the radiating light. This isn't done purposely, by any means. And Midian, try as she might to rid herself of the curse, as she sees it, is powerless to stop it. This immobilization breaks immediately after Midian breaks the gaze of her own accord, but for several seconds, even she is powerless to look away, the reflecting light in the others' pupils too enticing for her to overcome. A pair of long lashes adorn Midian's illustrious eyes, and though she wears no makeup whatsoever, are completely stark white. Her lips are a tiny pair of sculpted, pursued beauty, and while endearing, are always set, as if she is constantly fretting about something. Her skin has the pallor of snow, give or take several shades, but surprisingly, seems never to burn or tan. It is almost as if the light of the sun, when it beams down on her bare body, is drawn from the source and trapped, like a plant, as storage for energy to be determined at a later use. As a result, if Midian is not submitted to the divine light frequently, she could become fatally weak and ill. Her hair is nothing uncommon or out of the ordinary, being a rich ebony black, ending just below her waist in gentle waves. a portion falls at a slant across her eyes, and is a constant annoyance, for in order it not to be a nuisance, Midian must pin it up.
Outfits/Accessories: Three outfits are commonly worn by Midian, though she has several more that are worn on different occaisions. Her first and undeniably favorite is a short dress of sorts, which is made completely of silk, and starts off at the top just above her nonexistent bust, cupping her breasts gently and hugging her thin form to just above her hips. Whilst her whole chest and pale throat is revealed, the dress isn't sleeveless, but actually adorned with sleeves that puff out a little. In the center of her abdomen, trailing from inbetween her busts down to her hips, the garment is striped with two, thin strips of pale yellow silk, that consequently match her eyes. The edges of the sleeves are trimmed in pale yellow ribbon which ties out in little miniature bows on the exterior. At her hips, the dress doesn't blossom out, but instead splits off into individual, ragged-looking strips that seem to be torn from each other, fastened into little curlicues, but giving the dress a different, more defiant nature than the one of refined grace it originally hinted at. Her arms and legs are left bare, for the less she wears the more sunlight her body can trap, and rather than socks, a pair of pink silk Ballet slippers adorn her delicate feet to match. The toes of these slippers are decorated with little star-shaped rhinestones. The second outfit is less detailed, a simple corset-looking faux leather top laced with Neon yellow ribbon lacing up to just above her bust. At her hips, the dress shifts into a ruffly gauzy material that falls just below her knees, and is sprinkled with a random array of ruby sequins. To match, she wears a pair of black-sequined flat boots that stretch halfway up her calves, and are decorated with a pair of glowering sequined red eyes, and above the eyes, two bright yellow squined rings, the face of an Umbreon lurking in the dark. The third outfit is the simplost of the three, a long shapeless silk gown, trimmed in silky black ruffles that ends at her lower thighs. The dress is split on either side at the bottom, and spiraling up from the splits on either side are twin, single twisting rows of Amethyst flowers, every once in awhile dotted with a shiny Beautifly silhouette. With this outfit, she wears a pair of soft black silken slippers, an emblem of two shiny Beautiflies courting in dance adorning the front. On her right wrist, she wears a golden charm bracelet, on which hangs four charms: One, an Umbreon and a Crocanaw sitting side by side, nuzzling, another a courageous-looking Mudkip staring straightforward, another a Xatu predicting the future, and the last, a Solrock and a Lunarock connected as one. Around her neck, she wears a matching golden short chain, just above her heart resting a golden sun locket, on which the inside is undetermined. On her back rests a Beautifly backpack, the inside containing a Clefairy Waterbottle, an old, battered book labeled: The Wrath of a Human legend never to be, and a Spinda plushie, as well as several Pokeballs her father wisely equipped her with.



History: One fateful morning, near Eterna City in the Sinnoh region, within the vast jungle of a Forest inhabited by Bug types and seen as a perilous, dangerous hike only for the faint of heart, a girl was found, lying unconscious in several boughs of branches. Beneath a Honeysuckle bush, and within an irregular ring of wildflowers, a girl was discovered. The girl couldn't have been any older than thirteen years old, and, on the morning of her discovery, was but a single shining rare and delicate beautiful blossom standing out amid the disarry of the forest. She was unconscious, but didn't appear to be in any pain, her brow smooth and her eyes shut peacefully to the world, as if she were caught in a long, hibernous Summer and didn't yet want to leave the remanats of a beautiful, ancient dream. The elderly couple who had been strolling through the Wood that one morning couldn't have possibly conceived what they would stumble upon as they rounded the bend of one of the rugged paths that had crudely been carved by the occaisonal gutsy trainer who desired to pass through the town on the outskirts, the delightful, slightly curled form of a pale beauty, so enchanting in the early morning sun that she appeared to have been carved from marble, the sleeping goddess who seemed so at ease, she didn't have a drop of sweat on her brow. Stranger even, were that the Pokemon within vicinity of the Honeysuckle bush were still, motionless as they watched the Forest Princess sleep, Beautiflies, Wurmples, Dustoxes, Bunearies, and even the shy Burmies who dwelled usually in trees alike, standing stauesque as they seemingly watched the gentle rise and fall of the girl's bare chest in awe, making an arc around her as a single beam of light shone down from above. The folks, who were both very plain, simple common types of folks, both, in their old age, with a little bit of money to spare, were speechless and overjoyed at the sight as well, but not for the same reasons as the beasts surrounding her. The child was their daughter, or at least looked very much like her, who had believed to been kidnapped years before by an unknown duo who had slipped away with the nine year-old girl into the night, leaving not a ransom note or a threat about the fate of their one youngling, the child they had tried so long, and so hard unsuccessfully for decades for. Once gone, there would beno hopes for future children, for the couple was aging quickly now, well into their sixties, and the woman had since been unable to conceive. But could it be? Their little Estella, called 'Stella' affectionately, dozing without another care in the world here in this patch of flowers? But how? Had the couple raised the girl as their own instead of mercilessly silencing her in a fierce act of violence? Or had she escaped and been able to manage since on her own? The girl chose that same moment to lazily lift her eyelids, the eyelids now graced with.. what was this? Silver lashes. The one thing their Stella had different from this girl. But the couple had grieved so long and hard, that in their old age, wanting only peace, they convinced themselves immediately that this had to be their baby. She was greeted with sobbing, hugs, and kisses, and whisked immediately away back to their desolate manner. Here, feeling guilty for their daughter's earlier kidnapping, and wanting to hold her near and dear to them, safe and sound forever and ever, they locked her away in the desolate home, beautifully furnished, but lacking of playmates. The girl faked her happiness, but the sense of sorrow she posessed was overwhelming. They found that this child of light was happiest in the sun, and that whenever in light, the force itself seemed to be drawn immediately to her. They also learned that she had the ability to, seemingly at time, manipulate the sun itself in tiny ways. With her mood, the intensity of light greeted the people, and alone, even with an eleborate backyard to play alone in, at her house, much like a prisoner, she was miserable. With her sinking depression, the clouds would veil the sun, and no light would pass over the regions. With her mood neutral, as it was before her loneliness, everything was perfect it seemed. But with her dark despair, all traces of light vanished and the plants that craved the light for energy, as well as she, began to wither. So it was really for her own personal health, and in her best interest that they purchased her a companion. It was a tiny, childish Eevee, so naive and full of youthful innocence that their daughter couldn't be gloomy anymore with this new prize. The pup was dubbed Ciel, and she the two became quick best friends. And for awhile she was content, but awhile later, perhaps a combination of female hormones, unrealistic Soap Operas, and cliche lonely-girl periods spent watching other teenagers walk past her house in groups and couples, she longed for companionships. And so, with her sugary voice and eyes he always thought so intensely beautiful, she begged her father to persuade her mother to send her to boarding School. He agreed, hesitantly, but he wanted his baby's happiness, and after she proved to be unrelenting, he began researching notable schools with a variety of other students and vast curriculum. Finally, he settled of the "Cineris Titan Academy", which he was positive would mold his aloof daughter into a dashing young lady, and give her the social skills she would eventually need in life, though her inheritance would be more than enough to sustain her for the rest of her life.
Personality: Midian is, in general, sweet and easy to get along with, though like everyone else, she has her quirks. As with her eyes, Midian is an incredibly intense person, prone to spontaneous bursts of opinion, being a rash one to blurt out what she is thinking before taking the consequences into consideration. She won't hold back on anything, nor silence herself or self-audit before speaking, perhaps because at home, and being accustomed to only conversing with two people who doted on her every word. What spurts out of her mouth is sometimes considered as brash, and completely ridiculous, for being one with a colorful imagination, nothing is out of her range of conception. She can come across at time as being too bluntly honest, and handing out the truth rather than dealing out the answer the person asking respects. She might be a nuisance in class, for instead of responding with the conditioned answer, she will first consider the combination of possibilities, and choose the one she thinks best for the moment. She has an overly-active conscience, and oftentimes, will be bogged down with guilt for something she did to conflict it. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and despite coming across as cruel for her honesty, will crumple if she believes she's damaged someone's feelings. Her mood seemes to be directly related to the weather, and on Sunny days, she can be a bit much to handle in large doses for her hyperactivity. She finds that she can relate to Pokemon more than Humans, for their simplicity, and easiness to please. She treats Ciel as a friend rather than a pet, as he was her first true one, and refuses to keep him in a Pokeballs. She tries to be open-minded and accepting about all types of people, but oftentimes, this openness conflicts with her emotions, and emotions always get the best of her. Nothing, it seems, can enrage her, for when she is teased she retorts back with cool and calculated remarks, but when somebody is misusing or neglecting a Pokemon or a person, which is the only case in which she'll snap and unleash her fury, which, like a flailing Magikarp, is harmless, but overwhelming. Her lack of strength, but loud character and mouth connected to her heart rather than to her brain is a good reason why Midian is in need of a guardian. Her favorite Pokemon, other than her dear little Eevee, is a Xatu, for its combination of her two favorite types: Flying, and psychic. She hopes to obtain one someday soon.
Element: Light
Gift: Besides having the power to manipulate the intensity of a sunlight, and have her mood directly control the days it will appear and how intense the light will be, Midian is unaffected by heat. Though this means that in freezing weather, or raw conditions, she is especially susceptible and easy to fall ill. Whilst she blossoms in sunny weather, Midian fades in cold. If going without light for a maximum of five days, she will become weak and require assistance completing most tasks. Another power she has discovered, is that when feeling threatened, or noticing that someone else is in danger, she is able to construct a shield of light not only to defend herself or the other person, but the light comprising the shield will blind the attacker. This uses up no energy when in broad daylight, but in the dark or in raw conditions, it consumes from a third to two thirds of her energy, and can sometimes result in collapsing. She is also able to use some of her power to reconstruct, as in if someone had an injury, a flesh wound, she could mend it, but internal injuries and severed limbs would be out of her range. Also, as a finale, if someone was at a loss for energy and desperately needed it, as in they had fainted from using up too much power, she couldn't create energy from nowhere, but could lend them as much of her as was needed to transfer, to the point of fainting on her part.

Starter: Ciel
Gender:Male
Level: Approximately 15
History: See Midian's, also, Ciel was bred without incident at the Solaceon Town Daycare, of two Umbreon parents. The Umbreon mates had belonged to a polished trainer vacationing to visit his Aunt and Uncle who patrolled the Safari zone, after he had completed his trainer journey and defeated the Pokemon League, and reigning champion. He was to learn the ropes of a Safari Patrolman, who, as well as helped maintain the animals who roamed there, made sure that no foul play was being used to reign the animals in by visiting trainers. He would not only have to learn to operate Safari Ranger equipment, but put himself in harm's way to tend to Pokemon caught in traps set by malicious trainers, or entrapped in fencing. His two Umbreon, who had been the only Pokemon he hadn't sent off to Professor Rowan from the Pokemon League, had been placed in the Daycare to ensure their safety, only until their young trainer got the hang of it and could equally teach them. He had never conceived that the Umbreon, though being opposite genders, would conceive. They had been raised together from Eevee pups, after all! But when he returned to Solaceon, he was greeted with an egg, and two very much in love Umbreons. As he had no time to raise another Eevee pup up to be a strong evolution, and teach it right from wrong as an official Safariman, he had no choice to sell it, to a well-meaning elderly couple looking for a companion for their lonely daughter. And so Ciel met Midian.
Personality: The sterotpyical chipper Eevee, Ciel's over-enthusiasm for even the most dreaded tasks is good motivation for Midian, who, although cheerful, tends to be an avid procrastinator. As a young Pokemon, he is often immature, and much like his trainer, easy to excite, whether that be literally excite, or enrage. As he is used to having Midian all to himself, he is prone to immature fits of jealousy, especially when Midian takes an obvious liking to a new Pokemon. He makes the perfect playmate for his trainer, as he is the only one, who, in terms of hyperactivity on sunny days, can match her. When she is glum, he is usually the one to lure her out of depression, and on bad weeks, is faithful to remain by her side, going days even without eating a thing if she is too weak to do so, and even if the task required is much too big for him to complete, as a little Eevee, finds the way to do it anyways, if Midian needs it. It is easy to see that the little Eevee would do anything for his two-legged best friend, even if the favor cost him his life.


Subjects: Survival, Mythology, Practical Art, Pokemon Capture
Trainer Card:
Extra: Midian loves sweet foods, but can't stand anything sour or too spicy.

 

[Callandor]

can i have a resrvation for a Guardian with a vulpix(wild card)?

 

[Yuukihime]

ooc: I changed it to ice instead ^-^

Name: Yuki Nivosus

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance

Spoiler:

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(mystical form of her xD) Yuki is a strange girl appearance wise, she has pale almost snow white skin, along with ice blue hair, and with light blue eyes, her facial features are truly a site to behold, but that's not the only truly beholding feature about her...She's got bunny ears and a bunny tail, thus giving her the powers and abilities, and food liking of a bunny. Clothing wise she wears a ice blue long sleeved shirt to which the sleeves extend half-way past her hand and she wears a mini-skirt that is dark blue, it also has a black belt with a frozen heart as a belt buckle and strangely enough for her, no matter how hot the ice gets...It never melts. Her shoes are non-high heeled boots which zip up to almost her knees. She wears an icicle charm around her neck that has a type of bright pink ice in it. Her hair is left down almost always and extends well past her hips.

Personality: Yuki is overly cheerful and happy, but can be a bit whiney at times. Yuki will always jump into a fight and stop it no matter how escalated it becomes, thus making her a heroic type to a point. Yuki is also weird, she likes the weirdest foods, and has a very hyper active imagination, and due to this fact she has little friends and spends lunch time by herself drawing pictures that come to her head, and also due to these features she is the type of girl is constantly teased (also because she's a bunny anthromorph), however she keeps a cheerful face no matter what, thinking that if she doesn't let the words hurt her, that she'll be fine. She is also a believer in fairy tales, and the Cinderella type of thing and thinks that if she stays happy long enough she will find her true love and live 'happily ever after'. Unfortunately with Yuki being a bunny girl no one has even tried to talk to her, let along be her friend, yet Yuki still keeps her happy-go lucky spirit and continues to forge on as if she could be everyone's friend.

History: Yuki doesn't recall her past mainly, she only remebers waking up in the snow and giving herself the name "Yuki" meaning snow and "Nivosus" meaning "ice" so to herself she is the snow ice princess in her imagination. When she woke up she had a certain urge to head to the elite Academy, she felt a calling there, thus stumbled her way through the snow, wondering who or what she was and could barely speak and the only words they would form in her mouth were "ice" or "snow" as she travelled to Titan academy she kept thinking about who she was, or what she was for that matter, there was no answer that can answer that question for her however. (It's kind of hard to write a history with a girl who has no past >.<)

Subjects: Mythology 101, Pokémon Capture 101, Breeder 101, Cooking 101.

Element: Ice

Gift: Yuki has the ability to control and create ice when angered or saddened, on offensive situations when she is in danger she can encase herself in ice as armor, and freeze her surroundings and everything in the vicinity, and due to her bunny features she has extremely good hearing, runs extremely fast, and can jump extremely high!

Starter: Buneary

Trainer Card: *image removed* this is the best i could get without going to the creepy Lopunny cosplayer

Extra: She excels at P.E., and art but hates any type of math

 

[Eletj]

Accepted Non-GM SUs:

Bamchi:

Spoiler:

Name: Raffine Tsou

Age: 14

Appearance: *image removed*

Element: Lightning

Gift: She is able to send small sparks from her Palm and she can also create storms.

Personality: Raffine is a very snobbish girl and is highly competitive. She is usually very quiet and doesnt speak to others much but when she sees its time to start she is occasionally rude. Raffine has a knack for all things Refined and doesn't approve of things that aren't refined. She is also highly competitive and never backs down froma challenge, she also never gives up no matter how badly shes losing. Raffine is very secure over her treasures, if anyone is to get near them she will get violent. Raffine may be a rich snobbish girl but she actually doesn't mind getting down and dirty and getting her clothes destroyed, she does not care for those things as she only plans to reach her goal not caring what gets in her way.

History: Raffine was born into the oh so rich Tsou family, as she was borned rich she turned out somewhat spoiled, but Raffine is very independant, she never required the help of others, mostly because she thought they would slow her down, she found the idea of pokemon battles intruguing when she saw her cousin have a battle with his rival. Ever since then Raffine decided she'd become a pokemon master and to do that she enrolled into the academy. She also discovered her powers when she was 5 when she got angry at a thief for coming into her house to steal her precious treasures. She created a storm thus her discovering her powers of lightning. Since then Raffine's parents have been very shocked and were somewhat afraid of her themselves, Raffine was also very insistent on enrolling into the academy to train herself to be a pokemon master, her parents did want her to be a coordinator as the Tsou family was famous for the very competitive coordinators but Raffine didn't care, she wanted to become the best pokemon trainer ever and soon become the champion. She decided that nothing would get in her way at the academy, and if anything did, she'd simply get rid of it. She also has no interest in pointless puppy love at all, she thinks if she does meet her so-called prince charming at the academy, she will test him to see if he is really the one. Raffine plans on graduating from the Academy with high marks and she knows she will.

Starter: Mudkip

Subjects: Cooking, survival, battle training 101, practical art

Extra: She always carries her cell phone with her and always has contact with her butler whom she rarely calls on. There also lies a secret pocket in her pouch that contains a few gems, she carries them with her as she doesn not trust leaving them at home.

RP Sample: "AMI!" Brendan shouted as he saw her petrified with fear. He rushed past the other trainers who were still battling the cloaked men. "Are you alright? They didn't hurt you did they?" Said Brendan with a concerned voice. Ami shook her head and watched the other trainers battle the men.

"Hey Ami you think we should pitch in and help? theres more of us now so it should be safe. And that Ledyba looks like it'll need some help." Stated Brendan.

"Okay lets go then. Go Buizel!" Shouted Ami as she released her Buizel from her pokeball.

"Go Riolu!" Shouted Brendan as he released Riolu from it's pokeball. They both ran up to the the cloaked men and thier pokemon.

"Buizel use Water gun on Charmeleon!" Commanded Ami as her Buizel released a jet of Water that greatly hurt the Charmeleon.

"Riolu use Focus Punch on Jolteon!" Commanded Brendan as his Riolu aimed his fist at Jolteon and then launched a powerful punch. "Looks like we arrived just in time, you thugs are going down!" Said Brendan starting to get angry.

"I won't release the information to creeps like you. Now look whos out numbered?" Said Ami as she began trying to analyze the cloaked mens' pokemon.

Ami didn't know how to answer the boy's question, she backed off a bit saying "I'm sorry, I can't tell anyone, its for me to know and only for me to know." Ami said as she turned her back. "Please don't ask anymore questions. Thank you for helping me though, I do appreciate it greatly." Said Ami walking away almost leaving Brendan behind, she walked seeming to not even want to look back but she didn't realize that she dropped her mini computer.

Brendan got back to his senses and realized that Ami was walking away. He quickly chased after her yelling "Ami! Wait up, where are you going?" He finally caught up to her stopping to catch his breath, he asked "What happened, what were those trainers saying to you?".

"I'd rather not talk about it, although I think I've become a target now." Said Ami looking very worried.

Ami whats wrong please tell me." Said Brendan now sounding more like a concerned boyfriend.

"Okay I'll tell you but its a big secret, you can't tell anyone, okay? ANYONE!" She said as she began to explain.

"They were after me for my knowledge of the hidden energy, you wouldn't understand it. Even if I showed you data in my mini computer right here." She said searching her pocket for her mini computer.

"OH NO!! I think I dropped it near them. I have to get it back before they see it!!" she said as she began sprinting for her mini computer.

Serene:

Spoiler:

Name: Cierra "Crimson" Riley Clover
Age: 18
Appearance: I'll post an image...

*image removed*
The only changes I'll make are that Cierra does not wear the witch hat, nor does she wield a staff. She also *occasionally* wears red "catty" reading glasses, which make her look a bit cool. Her dress is instead black with crimson outlines. Her eyes are a crimson red, and she has a 40D in terms of chest. Her hair is crimson red, and ends roughly around her chest. Cierra is 5'10" in height, and has an average weight.

Personality: Calm but klutzy, Cierra is always busy practicing with her power. At times, she succeeds in maximizing her power, but whenever she gets flustered, her power usually drops in ability when she ends up using it later. Cierra is very smart, and can read even the most ancient of languages. She always carries around a book, usually a spellbook, because those help her utilize her power. There are times where Cierra turns into a complete witch, but only if she is angered enough.

History: Almost always naive, Cierra used to go around looking up womens' skirts and touching places she wasn't supposed to touch. She always got into trouble, and her parents became concerned with her. Eventually, they sent her off to boot camp, but when she came back, she was different than how they expected her to be. It was in boot camp that Cierra learned of her power, and began practicing with it. She also learned to read anicent languages, which she used to utilize her power. With that knowledge obtained, Cierra also changed her personality drastically. She began studying more and more on herbs and other medical stuff affiliated with witchcraft, and soon earned the nickname "Crimson".
Trainer Card:
*image removed*
Element: Dark
Gift: Cierra can create shadows of people or Pokemon. Those shadows take the form of the people or Pokemon, and if they attack an opponent, they cause as much damage as the original. The only way to tell the difference between a shadow and the original is the shadow has no shadow.
Starter: Female Misdreavus (Fia) with a Calm Nature
Subjects:
-Mythology 101
-Contests 101
-Pokemon Capture 101
-Breeder 101
Extra: Cierra refuses to evolve Fia; she doesn't like Mismagius as much. Cierra is also a great singer, and usually sings to ease her anger if she realizes she's getting angry.
RP Sample:

Spoiler:

From Mika's "Fragments of Alarayne"

Who are you?

My name is... Gale, watch out!

How do you know my...AIIIII!!!

Gale! No!

...

Gale, are you OK?

Yes, I'm fine. But how do you...know me? Oh my god, you're spewing blood everywhere!

I'll be fine, honestly. But... I am your...

What! Wait! Are you my brother? My sister? No! Don't leave me! Don't leave. Don't leave...

Silence. Complete and utter silence. At once, the girl, Gale, had stopped tossing and turning in her bed. It was that dreaded nightmare again. The one where she had met up with her lost sibling, but they immediately died saving her. The gender of this supposed sibling was unknown to her, but Gale knew that the sibling was out there in that vast world of Pokemon...

It was about three in the morning when the soothing serenade began playing. Gale awoke with a start; she had always been a light sleeper. She yawned casually, and looked out the window.

"Looks like it'll be another one of these days..." she said with a sigh, quickly laying back down. But with the serenade playing, she couldn't go back to sleep. She actually didn't mind waking up to this type of music. After all, it was better than that death metal music. Fortunately, Gale had found a way to soundproof everything - except any knocking sounds on her door or windows - so no sound would get in, and no sound would get out.

Dressing in her casual wear, Gale knew she had some time until the meeting at five. She laid her uniform symmetrically out on her bed after she had made it, and left the building for her usual trip to the gorgeous lake of Blackthorn. It had been enough years since she had seen such beautiful, pure water. But this water could never beat the water that was in Phenac. Even though it was human-generated, it was much more crystal-clear than the water here. With a sigh, Gale took out three coins, a book of some sort, and a flat drawing board. She flipped the three coins at once, and when they landed, she took note of what side they were on. Two were on Tails, while one was on Heads, so on her drawing board, she drew two dashes next to each other. She repeated the same process, getting all Heads this time. She drew a long dash right above the two dashes she had put down before. Continuing this process, she flipped the coins four more times and got what looked like this:

-- --
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-----
-- --
-----
-- --

Looking it up in her convenient "I-Ching" book, Gale took note of what it meant.

"47. K'un - Oppression (Exhaustion)

-- --
----- above Tui The Joyous, Lake
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-- --
----- below K'an The Abysmal, Water
-- --

The Judgement

Oppression. Success. Perseverance.
The great man brings about good fortune.
No blame.
When one has something to say,
It is not believed.

The Image

There is no water in the lake:
The image of Exhaustion.
Thus the superior man stakes his life
On following his will.

The Lines

Six at the beginning means:
One sits oppressed under a bare tree
And strays into a gloomy valley.
For three years one sees nothing.

() Nine in the second place means:
One is oppressed while at meat and drink.
The man with the scarlet knee bands is just coming.
It furthers one to offer sacrifice.
To set forth brings misfortune.
No blame.

Six in the third place means:
A man permits himself to be oppressed by stone,
And leans on thorns and thistles.
He enters his house and does not see his wife.
Misfortune.

Nine in the fourth place means:
He comes very quietly, oppressed in a golden carriage.
Humiliation, but the end is reached.

() Nine in the fifth place means:
His nose and feet are cut off.
Oppression at the hands of the man with the purple knee bands.
Joy comes softly.
It furthers one to make offerings and libations.

Six at the top means:
He is oppressed by creeping vines.
He moves uncertainly and says, 'Movement brings remorse.'
If one feels remorse over this and makes a start,
Good fortune comes." Gale read softly. Although she did not quite understand all of this easily, she still knew a great deal of what it meant. Ah, Exhaustion. If only this book knew how accurate that was... Erasing her lines from her drawing board, Gale proceeded back to her room. She placed her coins, drawing board, and book away in one of the cabinets, which held all her fortune telling equipment, and changed into her uniform. It was 4:45 now, and Gale knew she couldn't be late. It was surprising she had spent that long down at the lake, but she figured she had gotten lost in figuring out what her fortune was for the day. She hoped that no one would yell at her...

Drunk:

Spoiler:

Name: Lola Dao (Prefers to be called Miss Lola by students ;))

Age: 21

Appearance: Miss Lola is, in few words… hot! I mean REALLY hot, she has long, wavy blond hair which she tends to keep down and reaches past her hips, big, blue charming eyes, thin and tender lips, and long eyelashes. She also wears dark blue trimmed glasses and strawberry flavored lipstick.

She stands at about 5'7" (5'10" with her high heels), and her measurements are… [restricted]

She usually wears dark toned shirts (her favorite colors being black, and mahogany), and jeans to cover her legs. She also prefers to use high heels in order to evoke a more majestic and seductive appearance. She is also fond of headgear, and prefers: berets, tuques, and fedoras. In cold weather she'll throw some fur on herself.

Personality: Miss Lola is… well… a seductress. She enjoys all the attention that she can possibly get, and likes to show off her body, though she has never been in a relationship before.

She excels at the Pokémon arts of breeding, capturing, and battling, and therefore now teaches these subjects at the Academy. In fact, her mastery of these arts is visible in her strong Pokémon team. Even so, she has repeatedly stated that these practices are too "dirty", and that journeying is too much of a hassle. Therefore, you could say she's the glamorous type.

As a teacher, she is the type who enjoys putting her students in the spotlight (especially if they're attractive girls). And believes that any type of disrespect towards her, and especially towards her age or beauty, deserves severe punishment.

History: Lola joined Team Rocket after being told of the countless opportunities, and the immense quantity of money that would be available to them if they succeeded in their quest to capture all of the "gifted ones" who were for some reason or another flocking at the Cineris Titan Academy. Lola had previously graduated and applied for a teaching job here (not being interested in the troubles of journeying), and was ecstatic at the opportunity.

Since then, she has taught in school, and believes to have identified a couple of "gifted ones", though she is still not sure to whether they are or aren't. After all, this isn't a conventional school, and to work in secrecy so far is an advantage to Team Rocket.

Subjects Taught: PKMN Breeding 101; PKMN Capture 101; PKMN Battling 101

Pokemon:
• Lopunny
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• Quilava
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• Houndoom
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• Delibird
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• Altaria
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• Mawile
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Extra: She graduated the Cineris Titan Academy with high honors, but didn't go on a journey or research job because she believes that these are too dirty. Oddly enough, she now teaches breeding, capturing, and battling because of her affinity towards these areas.

RP Sample: From Kawaii, Inc.'s The PokéBoard: For the Protection of Johto

It was an early morning today, just as every other day since he moved to Pallet Town. He lived in a small shed near Pallet Town's Lab, and worked low wages with Prof. Gary Oak in order to finish his instruction into Pokémon and get the chance to become a Pokémon trainer. The clock finally ticked 7:30 am when Prof. Gary finally walked in to the lab.

"Good morning professor" Cuco said as he put away a duster, and ran to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. "Here you go, espresso with a teaspoon of cream, and two cubes of sugar".

"Thank you" Gary replied and proceeded to turn on his computer, while taking a sip of coffee. "Did you archive the new information we received from Lance regarding the Lake of Rage?"

" Yes, would you like me to go fetch it?" Cuco said as he prepared another cup of coffee for himself and put on a lab coat. But he didn't receive an answer. As he took a sip of coffee he suddenly heard the Professor's voice directed at him.

"How long have you been working here Martinez?"

"About three years professor, why the sudden question?" he replied as he brought the documents to the professor.

"I think you could do something more helpful to me right now than archiving documents and cleaning the lab"…

"What do you mean Proff…" he stopped his train of thought as his gaze directed itself towards the computer monitor and saw an email from Prof. Samuel Oak:

Dear Mr. Martinez,

Congratulations! You've been deemed applicable for the PokéBoard by our staff. Prof. Gary Oak has recommended you for having extensive knowledge in the field of Pokémon treatment and care, and for having the dedication and determination necessary for being a Pokémon Trainer/Coordinator. Enclosed is a ticket for a plane trip to Olivine City's International Airport, that departs from Viridian City. We expect to see you within the next week, or your spot on the PokéBoard will be revoked. Once again, congratulations and have a safe trip!

Sincerely,
Samuel E. Oaken

Prof. Oak
​

"So… what do you think?" he heard Gary say after reading the mail.

"Well, since you say I can be more helpful this way." All of a sudden, a grin made itself visible on Cuco's face. Finally, this was his lucky break.

Mira:

Spoiler:

Name: Elizabeth Serene Lake (some of her old friends called her "Lake Lizzy" to get on her nerves)

Age: 13

Appearance: Elizabeth was born looking quite a bit different from the rest of the Lakes. She has skin that easily tans and holds its color and her long hair is nearly pitch-black with several strips of crimson. She is 5'7" and is within the average weight of her age group. The only thing she inherited from her parents are her deep almost-silver eyes, but she sometimes wears colored contacts to make them look green.
She wears a short dark-red dress with black jeans underneath and has a small ruby heart pendant strung around her neck. She wears black fingerless gloves on her hands and silver bangles on her arms. Elizabeth wears silver-colored boots on her feet that seem to say "get me angry and you can kiss your toes goodbye."

Personality: Elizabeth usually comes off as a normal person, but get to know her and you'll know this is just the opposite. Though she can put on a mask of calmness, get her into an uncomfortable position or get her angry and you'll never look at her the same way again. Elizabeth doesn't just get mad, she redefines the word. She will physically attack you herself and can yell so loudly that the walls seem to shake. But worst of all is that her eyes turn the color of her ruby pendent, even when she is wearing colored contacts.
Elizabeth hates being treated like a kid because she, well, is one. She will lie about her age (sometimes saying that she has just turned 16) and believes that she should be able to do whatever she wants regardless of the fact that she is only 13. She dresses older, act older and definitely talks older than her age. She battles mercilessly and is quick to label someone as weak.

History: As you may have already figured out, Elizabeth doesn't fit in with the Lakes. Her personality conflicts with nearly every single member of her family, but the greatest difference is that Elizabeth has always wanted to be a Trainer and not a Coordinator like her kin. As soon as the opportunity appeared, Elizabeth jumped on the idea of going to Cineris Titan Academy. Her family, haven given up on the idea of her becoming a Coordinator, agreed that it would be a good way for her to hone her skills.
One thing Elizabeth did know, however, was that whenever she got mad, someone would get hurt. She hoped that something or someone at the school would help her.

Element: Fire

Gift: Elizabeth's gift grows more powerful and unstable as she grows more angry. She can control the fire around her and has even caused numerous objects to burst into flame. She has found that she can even create fire without any visible means of a fuel source. People who get her mad actually literally get burned...

Starter: Bulbasaur

Subjects:
-[FONT=&quot]Battle Training 101
[/FONT]-[FONT=&quot]Pokémon Capture 101[/FONT]
-[FONT=&quot]Mythology 101[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]-Survival 101 (her parents were going to sign her up for cooking, but Elizabeth quickly changed it when they weren't looking)[/FONT]

Extra: Elizabeth got her Bulbasaur from her friend's father, who was a Pokemon Breeder. Her parents were planning to get her a Water Pokemon but she quickly decided to get another one instead. (she really didn't want a Water-type Pokemon for obvious reasons)

RP Sample: From Kansas's Pokemorph Liberation Force:
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Ember's tails slammed directly into the Haunter-morph's chest with a sickening thud. Ember jumped back and twirled around to whack him across the head with all nine of her tails.

"Take that you disgusting bloated purple freak!" Ember hissed.

The Haunter-morph shook his body loose, seemingly having taken little damage, and stared at her with a curious expression. Ember growled and jumped forward again, scraping her claws from the top of his scalp down his cheek before jumping a safe distance away. He looked up at her with a dark smile as purple gas steadily tricked out of the slashes in his skin.

He doesn't bleed, Ember watched with horror as the gas continued to drip out of the cuts.

But look, Pyra said. The human part of this morph is weak and the Haunter is unstable. The human body is the only thing holding it together.

So if tear his body apart, Ember realized with a smile. The Ghost part of him will fall apart, too.

Ember's smile faded as the Haunter-morph's claw descended down on her. She lunged to the side, but the razor-sharp claws clipped her arm, instantly drawing blood. Ember looked at her arm in shock. She hadn't seen the morph come at her.

"It will be an honor to kill you," the Haunter's deep echoing voice announced. He continued to smile and look her over in amusement.

His hands began to glow deep purple and he came at her again.

Poison! Pyra warned, but Ember was already struggling to dodge the deadly claws.

Ember spun to the side and tried to knock him over with her tails again, but she missed and jumped back before she could be struck. Sweat dripped down the back of her neck. She couldn't allow herself to be poisoned now. She would be out of commission for the rest of the battle and most likely wouldn't live through it. Or worse. One of the team members would stop battling to try and protect her. Though she didn't see that happening, thank goodness.

The Haunter-morph's smile grew, spreading across his purple-tinged face like a tear in fabric. He lashed out at her with increased intensity and speed, forcing her to retreat backwards. Ember felt her Ninetails instinct slowly take over and she mimicked his smile with one of her own. She felt her body's speed grow and she began to dodge in a fluid natural movement, feeling the steady beat of the morph's attacks become increasingly easy to predict. Suddenly the Haunter-morph's fist slammed her in the side, throwing her several yards before she rolled to a halt on the pavement.

Pyra swore, utterly shocking Ember. Pyra had never once before swore. Shadow Punch, Pyra growled. It hits without fail. We're lucky he didn't poison us as well.

Yeah, Ember pushed herself up with a groan. Because we're just so lucky.

"I'm glad you came to me," the Haunter-morph said in his hollow voice as he took his time walking over. "It saved me the trouble of hunting you down and making you pay for abandoning the Gyms."

"Hmm, so you were a part of the group that tried to hunt me down?" Ember taunted. She rolled her eyes and added sarcastically. "You did a great job of it, by the way."

"I oversaw the searches for you," he said coldly. "But I had better things to do than chase after a second-rate traitor."

"Yeah, because being a flunky is a much better gig," Ember said sarcastically.

His expression grew even darker and he lunged at her again, his claws glowing with poison once more. Ember stood her ground as she felt fire flare up inside of her and held it, feeling it build. When the Haunter-morph was about to scratch her, Ember released the attack in a single fiery blast. He was blown backwards and he spun through the air before landing near the building from which they had emerged.

Ember swiftly walked over to him and grabbed his head, pricking his face with her claws. His purple spikes had been reduced to ash while his hands were dissipating and more Ghost smoke than ever was draining from his form, leaving his human body thin and limp. He was struggling to remain conscious, his ordinarily narrow eyes wide with fear.

Enough, Pyra hissed. Let us kill him quickly.

Pyra slowly took over Ember's body and drew on all the dark thoughts she had gathered over 150 years. Pyra had never allowed Ember to direct the attack herself because it would drive her insane. Ember didn't complain. Pyra lifted Ember's hand and placed it onto the forehead of the morph, releasing the dark power directly into him. He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to fight off the attack, but then he went limp. Ember released him and he fell to the pavement. Dead.

Let's go and help the others, Pyra said, urging Ember to move forward, but Ember's eyes were glued to the morph.

The Ghost smoke was slowly drifting back into his body, which expanded at an alarming rate. Ember stumbled backwards and saw with horror that he was filling back up. A smile once again cracked across his grotesque face.

It's Explosion! Ember realized.

Run!

Ember turned and dropped to all fours, running faster than she could ever remember before. Ember heard the Haunter-morph Explode behind her and was immediately struck by a force so powerful that it lifted her off her feet and pushed her forward. Then debris struck her, slicing her skin as it rammed into her body. Ember curled up into a ball as she was tossed like a rag-doll for what seemed a lifetime as she was struck repeatedly with projectiles. She finally landed on the ground, bleeding from an unknown number of wounds. Her breath wheezed as it struggled to enter her lungs under the beam that crushing her chest.

Just so lucky.

FrozenSnowman:

Spoiler:

Name: Kristopher "Kris" Kokoro


Age: 16


Gender: Male

Appearance: Kris's skin color is a mixture of peach and mostly orange. His hair color is a dark black; however, it is easily mistaken for an odd shade of purple. His hair is also mostly straight except for a few stray hairs naturally and it is cut short. His eyes are a little darker than his hair and are never mistaken for purple. Kris is about five feet and six inches tall and his shoe size is eleven. When he walks he makes almost no noise and walks almost cautiously as if he were purposely trying to avoid people. He usually wears dark colors ranging from dark blues to blacks. His pants are long as he does not want people to see much of his legs. His shirts have short sleeves because he usually gets hot from wearing long pants and doesn't mind his arms showing. He also hates having his shirt tucked in. He may wear a belt or not, but if he does it will most likely be covered by his shirt.


Personality: Kris is very quiet and is rarely seen around people. Most people think of him as a loner and a shady character. Kris doesn't really like many people; however, he does respect people who are superior to him. Kris thinks of life as insignificant and it wouldn't bother him if he died. If not suspicious Kris is usually invisible. He thinks that people who love and are always happy are stupid and he hates them a lot.


History: Kris came from Cinnabar Island. He was one of the few people who escaped from Mewtwo's wrath. His parents worked on the cloning of Mewtwo and he cannot remember much more about his parents. Afterwards at the age of three he was sent to an orphanage near Saffron City. He was the only child who managed to receive a decent education in the orphanage. He was able to run away from the orphanage he hated because he was always bullied and went to live in Saffron city. In Saffron city Kris developed a minor crush on Saffron City's Gym Leader Sabrina. With the goal of becoming close to Sabrina in his mind, he trained for a couple of years in Sabrina's gym. One day Kris asked if he could date Sabrina. She rejected him and he vowed to hate life and never love again. His hate allowed him to progress rapidly and soon he was annoyed by every talent agent. Eventually he decided to enter Cineris Titan Academy to escape from all of the annoying fans and live alone. He also is trying to increase his skill of training Psychic Pokémon in the hopes that he might develop ESP.


Starter Pokémon: A quiet Natu. Kris's Natu was one of the Pokémon that he trained with while he was training under Sabrina. At first the Natu did not like its trainer, but the two bonded once Kris decided to hate life and got rid of his outgoing personality. Natu is Kris's only friend.


Subjects: Battle Training, Survival, Pokémon Capture, and History


Extras: He also enjoys fortune telling and takes pleasure in being able to know things before other people find out. He is really good at making inferences and so he can make partially accurate predictions and discover important information quickly. Kris also has a tendency to make situations worse and make people feel depressed.

Slytherfang:

Spoiler:

Name: Sylvana Castelle
Age: 16
Appearance:

Sylvana is physically tall and slender, with what some might call the body of a dancer. Though she is fit, its quite difficult to tell, and therefore others are often misled to think that she is of average fitness, when she is closer to that of an athlete, not a professional one though. Her hair, which is dark red, is long and straight, reaching the small of her back, and is put into a high ponytail, with shorter strands hanging around her face. Her irises are a pale coppery color, though her facial features are overall rather plain. Sylvana's skin is a light alabaster cream color which hardly ever has shown the slightest hint of a tan, despite all her time spent outdoors, and she tends to dress in black clothing that fits well, though at the same time is loose enough for comfort. Her shoes are black boots with flexible soles, which allow her to run easily without wearing sneakers, which she tends to avoid.

Personality: Sylvana has always been a somewhat shady character, and tends to be quiet and withdrawn. She isn't known to be the type that laughs or jokes around, and the stoic expression on her face hardly changes, apart from morphing occasionally into a cold half smile, or into a slight scowl, which often seems to cast her face into shadow. She is a serious character, and extremely independent, preferring to get things done on her own and often steering away from large crowds or groups of people. Large amounts of noise also seem to thoroughly irritate her, usually prompting her to say something about it, usually a snide or sharp remark, though she is known not to be extremely talkative. Though she is extremely intelligent, she often chooses not to apply it, keeping her grades around a B+ to an A-, though hardly ever any higher. By doing this, she manages to keep a low profile, and to avoid drawing, likely unwanted, attention to herself. She tends to hide inside a shell, and values her privacy, though she can be a rather caring and kind person (when she wants to be.) More often, she is merely polite, and somewhat emotionless. Easily irritated, she nevertheless seems to be capable of maintaining great self control and easily, or not, keeps her anger contained regardless of circumstances, though she has been known to lose her grip more than once.

History: Sylvana's childhood wasn't exactly a fairy tale. Born in Verdanturf Town, her parents both worked with the Devon Cooperation, traveling to work via the Rusturf Tunnel. She was a single child, growing up on her own without any siblings to keep her company, and thus became accustomed to solitude. She never was a sociable person from the beginning, so nothing had occured that influenced the type of person she is, save for the fact that as a child, she was always on her own. Though her independence came with advantages, including the fact that she didn't need to rely on others, and that she was more capable of doing things herself that would normally require two people (except for maybe capturing her family's Glameow to take her to the Pokemon Vet, that was still a two person job.) As time passed, however, she was deemed unsocial, and therefore had very few chances to become friends with others, let alone get to know them. Though this never troubled her much, she began to feel like she lived in isolation from others. Her parents, supportive though they were, weren't truly aware of the fact that she was the odd one out. In an effort to try to get their daughter to socialize a bit more, they signed her up for kung fu, Chinese Martial Arts, in the hope that she would get a chance to interact with other children. Though she excelled at it, she did so on her own, without much help from anyone other than her instructor, and became very good at the tiger style in particular, afterward, she tried Tai Chi, though decided it was, first and foremost, not fitting to her style. Finally, she was sent to Cineris Titan Academy, where her parents felt that she would finally be able to develop some bonds with other people, due to the fact that she would more than likely be around them much of the day.

Starter: Cubone (Chi)
Subjects: Battle Training 101, Survival 101, History 101, Pokemon Capture 101
Extra: N/A
Trainer Card: (To come)
RP Sample:

The Kricket

Spoiler:

Name: Robert "Bob" Henderson
Gender: Male
Age: 16

Appearance: The best word to describe Bob would be Nondescript. Bob is tall, but not enough to tower over anyone, standing 6 feet. He is rather thin, because of this, is often compared to a street lamp. Bob has light brown hair, cut short. His eyes are a dull green, and his face is more angular then traditionally handsome. The only noticeable thing about Bob is the way he dresses, he is always well turned out, wearing a white collared shirt and beige slacks. While Bob has a pair of glasses, he rarely wears them, preferring contacts.

Personality: Bob is at heart a thoughtful individual. He prefers to think and evaluate situations before deciding on a course of action. Bob also is extremely ambitious, wanting to "reach the top". Despite this, he scorns those who use underhanded methods, or in his words "cheat", to get to the top, believing that if you don't play by the rules there is no pride to be had in success. So, when given the chance to be a Guardian, he jumped at the opportunity, hoping that it could give him his "big break". Bob is also a bit of a loner, he sees friends as unnecessary, if he is to achieve his dreams, but sometimes he gets just a bit lonely….


History: Bob was raised in a fairly normal family: middle class, working mother and father, nothing to weird; except he had eleven siblings. Because of this, Bob and his siblings got very little individual attention from their parents, who had to work extra hard to support 12 kids. So, Bob was raised with minimal attention, and education. Because of his shoddy education, Bob resigned himself to working a low paying job for his entire life. But, when he was 13 Bob discovered his "golden ticket": Pokémon training. Quite by accident he discovered that had the potential to become a very talented trainer. This discovery sparked a new ambition in Bob.

Starter: Cyndaquil

Subjects:

• ·[FONT=&quot]Battle Training 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Pokémon Capture 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]History 101[/FONT]
• ·[FONT=&quot]Survival 101[/FONT]

Extra: Bob is an excellent student, not because of inborn talent, but because he works hard, and is extremely driven.

RP Sample:
It was early morning, and Bob stood alone, outside, in the cold. He was looking at the home that he had been born in, lived in almost his entire life. It was a house that was full of memories, good and bad, a place that he had loved at times and hated at times. But whatever his feelings he had always lived there. Indeed, he had never even though of living anywhere else, until now that is. Now, he could not imagine living there anymore. Something had awakened inside him, some primeval spark of ambition. He knew now that he was destined for great things, but he could not just wait for them to come to him, he would have to go find his dreams.

Bob turned, hefting his bags. He had not been able to say goodbye to his family, instead he had chosen to slip away in the early morning. He had left his parents a letter saying goodbye, and explaining that he had been accepted to Cineris Titan Academy, and chosen to attend. His parents would no doubt be shocked, but they would get over it quickly. They would be shocked for awhile, and maybe sad, but eventually they would be thankful that they had one less mouth to feed, one less kid to take care of, and who knows maybe they would be proud that Bob had been able to follow his dreams. Bob hoped that they would be proud of him, hoped that he would give them reason to be proud of him.

As Bob walked through the cool morning air to the ship that would take him away, he swore an oath: I will not come back to this house until I have reached the Top. Satisfied with his resolve, he trudged through the mists, ready to grab his destiny. And, although he walked into the unknown, he was not afraid.

 

[_Diego//]

Spoiler:

Name: Damien Decay
Age: 17

Appearance: Damien would be a rather inconspicuous body if it wasn't for his height, being nearly 6'6. His long legs give him such stature, so it's only antural he has long arms to match as well. His body frame is a rather thin, yet strong one. He has pretty much no body fat on him, his thickness being given to him by his thick bones and sleek muscles. His muscles aren't completely pumped, for he'd rather be agile than strong; yet, they are quite noticeable. His abdominals, deltoids, biceps and triceps, and trapezoids are really cut, and they look like they're tensed even when in a relaxed mood. While some may not imagine, Damien is quite strong, being able to pick really heavy objects. Not with ease, but he can do it. His limbs are relatively long and his skin isn't tan, but it isn't all that pale either. Most of the time, he will be heavily blushed for a medical condition known as Rosacea, the eternally pink cheek curse. A few times, like when there is a strong sunlight or he has been running for too long, his forehead and chin will share the rubious color. His nose, mouth and eyes are relatively small; yet not tiny. He has dark hazel eyes that are slightly rounded. His nose is perky and his ears are very, very slightly pointed on the top. He has thin, rosy lips and really clean and straight teeth. Damien's hair is straight and has a raven black colour; and if put down, goes to his eyebrows. He doesn't really comb his hair a lot, but when he does, it usually ends up being the stereotypical emo haircut in which one of his eyes is covered. Since the hair doesn't reach the eye, only the eyebrow is covered. Damien wears black or any dark colored attire most of the time, no matter the temperature. On a normal day, Damien will be seen wearing a black hoodie with some unusual light-grey or white patterns, black denim trousers with a white gold chain dangling from his left side, black combat boots, a black T-shirt with either no design, a very colorful one, or some band logo and black leather gloves, sometimes fingerless, sometimes not. [FONT=&quot]Sometimes, too, Damien will wear a black, elegant fedora hat.[/FONT]

Personality: Damien has a rather enigmatic personality. One that shifts from being infinitely joyful to suicidal quickly and for no apparent reason. For that, most of the time he prefers to stay quiet and away from the people. He'd surely be completely invisible among the Academy if it wasn't for his aforementioned height. Normally, Damien's a complete loner. He does everything by himself, being convinced that the help of others will only weaken him. When bothered or affronted by someone, Damien will come out of his shy-away phase and release a complete berserk demon. Though he is slow to anger, and he usually never does because he isn't aroud the someone's that could make hm angry; when he is infuriated, Damien won't stop until some bodies hit the floor. He might not be the strongest one around, but his knowledge of weaknesses in the human body allow him to incapacitate anyone. Damien fears humiliation, this being probably the main reason why he ostracizes himself from everyone. He finds it really hard to find someone who he can trust. Deep within, though; Damien is a very kind-hearted person. He gets a jolly out of helping others, but because he dislikes pomposity and fake glory other receive, he usually does so from the shadows. Literally. He dreams of breaking free from the isolation he is daily submitted to and be someone who everbody can relate to a be friendly with . But it isn't easy. Damien is also one who is really cold, logistic, calculative, and smart; excelling at all school subjects and having special knowledge of those they call The Gifted.

History: Not much is known about Damien's past, for not only does he keep it all to himself, but not even him is sure about it. Though one might expect a shady, dark and gloomy past from someone like Damien, in fact he has had a 'normal' life. No tragedies or traumatizing events. Just an everyday guy. He was born in Saffron City, a large place where no one stands out unless they dress up in gold and have the biggest mansion, to an average middle-high class family. He was an only child, so one could've expected him to receive too much attention; but in fact, he never got any. His parents were so busy trying to give him everything that they never gave him anything. He'd spend days alone in his room reading or go out and explore by himself. He was a top class student at the Fighting Dojo, soon gaining scholarships to study in cool places. He traveled alone and he had no friends to see him in his fights, though. He got to the Academy alone, and expects to be alone for the rest of his life, despite the tasks he is submitted to.

Starter: A male, naughty-natured Houndour named Zero. Pretty much Damien's only friend. He received Zero as an egg for a prize in a fighting competition; and since the pup was born, they've been inseparable. Though Zero can't talk, Damien knows he understands him, and usually lets out his pains and glories with him. Surprisingly, Zero's an excellent listener.

Subjects: Mythology, Practical Art, Survival and History

Extra: Damien masters all fighting techniques that involve grapples and immobilization; plus is excellent at Parkour and Free Running, beign able to wall Run or wall jump with ridiculous ease and stealthiness. He's like a ninja, really. He also always carries lighter and a small flashlight, as well as a very small enciclopedia book on Arceus and Arceus Legends and a short knife. He knows basic and advanced medical procedures and is also a pro swimmer and basketball player.

((Ehh, there it goes ^^'))

 

[Eletj]

Thank you Diego! Both Game Masters are Accepted!
More SUs:
Platnium Piano:

Spoiler:

Name: Silver Clone


Age: 15


Appearance:

Silver is always wearing his precious black hoodie. He is a caucasian male, with a very slender build. He stands at about six feet tall, and skulks around campus in his classic black skate shoes. Silver, oddly enough, has long, dark brown hair with a few blonde highlights. He wears an onyx ring on his left ring finger, even though he is not married. His posture varies, sometimes he will stand at his proud height, and at other times, he will stoop so low as too blend in with the crowd and appear unnoticed.



Personality:

To sum it up, lazy. Silver is always bribing his friends into doing his homework for him. And even though he may appear like a sarcastic guy who doesn't care for his future in the slightest, he is a natural- born genius. He always comes to school with a new question for everyone to ponder and is a huge fan of paradoxes and riddles. He is witty, and thinks on his feet, which makes people see him as a smart- alec. Silver is very close to his friends, as he is the sociable type... sometimes. Silver has very odd behavior patterns, which even he cannot understand. Sometimes he will go to school daring, fun, and ready for anything, while on some days you could find him on the roof, gazing at the clouds, in a very deppressed manner. But overall, Silver is a joy to be around, and can brighten up your day with one of his sarcastic remarks.



History:


Silver is very secretive about his past before he came to the island. Not even his closest friends know what he was like in the past. Some say that he was a former agent of team rocket. Some say he came from some strange village in the Cinna- Rod Sea. He has let some of it slip in one of his sentimental moods before, and so far, nobody has a clue to what the whole picture was like. The truth is some sort of mixture of all of these. He was raised in the big city, Goldenrod, and went by the name of Austin Maxwell. When he was only four, his parents were killed in a Team Rocket raid. He was too young to make it on his own, so his grandmother adopted him. She promised to watch over him but was very abusive. So one night, when he was thirteen, he travelled across the sea to an unknown island, armed with a Pokeball, and caught a Totodile for his own protection. His grandmother absolutley hated Pokemon, so when she found out what he had done, she kicked him off onto the streets, and shredded his birth certificate. Nobody knew he existed. Austin then grew his hair out, and started life anew by the name of Silver Clone. When he heard of a school for pokemon and their trainers, he knew he had to go. He was looking for an escape to his wrecked life, and the Cineris Titan Academy looked like the perfect oppourtunity to start again.

Starter:

"Makesh", the (male) Totodile, who, like his trainer, is very laid back and lazy. Makesh likes just kicking back in the hot sun, but an occasional battle with his master is something he enjoys doing.

Subjects:

Battle Training 101, Survival 101, Mythology 101, Practical Art.

Extra: Silver's favorite types are grass and water. He feels at home around the ocean, surrounded by the water. He is always looking for a good time, and enjoys listening to music.




RP Sample (A little backstory for ya...):


The bitter air of the night seemed too freeze Silver once he stepped outside. He knew what he was to do, but was unsure how to go about it. He left his grandmother a note saying that he was spending the night at Rick's house.
That, of course, was not his plan.
Clutching a ticket to a private charter, Silver dashed along the empty alley. Few people were out that night, as the temperatures had hit a record low. That, and the new curfew set into place by the police.
It was supposed to "keep crime on thin ice", but Silver just saw it as another insipid attempt to tighten the city's grasp on the people. After all, nobody wanted Team Rocket in the city again. The last encounter left half of the city ablaze from the inferno set off by their pokemon. But what was the use? If you block the roads, they will come from the sky, if you seal off the sky they will come from beneath your feet. And if you sealed off the oceans, the trains, the cars, the planes, they would come from the inside out.
But Silver did not care. All he knew was that he had to get to the other side of the city before six- thirty A.M. It seemed like an easy task. After all, how hard could it be to follow the road? Just run on Midnight Road before and take a left a the Pokemart!. So he decided to keep going. The police weren't going to catch him. He was as deft as a cat! As swift as an eagle! As silent as a spider!
Before he ran into the trash can. Silver bellowed a loud curse, which caught the attention of some unwanted friends.
"Who's there? I demand you show yourself!" came a voice.
Silver crawled out of the wreckage, brushing some debris off of his shoulder.
"This is the Goldenrod Police!"
"Of course," Silver whispered to himself.
"Come out or we will be forced to become-"
"Why, hello officer!"
The officer seemed a bit startled at Silver's sudden appearance.
"What are you doing out this late? Don't you know the curfew is in effect? Every citizen locked in their houses at ten!"
"Oh, my mistake sir," said Silver. He kicked his shoes on the ground lazily, looking as innocent as possible. Dumb curfew, he thought. "I was under the impression that the curfew started next week, the fourteenth."
"There were notices all over the city, sir, and I have a hard time believing you were unaware of such changes," replied the officer tartly.
"Hmm... Pity," said Silver. "Well, officer, I am sorry if I had bothered you today. I'll just be headed off to my house now-"
"Yes, yes, of course, but could I ask you a question?"
"Anything for a noble serviceman like yourself," replied Silver sweetly.
"What is your name?"
"Yo Mamma"
"Pardon?"
"Austin, sir. Austin..." Silver thought rapidly. He did not want to use his previous last name nor his current. Or the one he used the previous night too escape curfew. He was glad the officer was not the same.
"Brooks."
"Austin Brooks?" said the skeptical officer.
"Uh... yeah that's me!"
The officer gave Silver a long, scrutinizing look.
"Hmm... Well that's curious."
"What is it, your lawfulness?"
"You fit the description of the man my friend busted last night."
"Big city, there is bound to be some look-alikes," Silver responded, trying not too look nervous.
A third voice interrupted, "Or maybe just one good liar."
The voice stepped out of the shadows. Silver's euphoric attitude just dropped to one of despair in realization of the obvious cliché. The officer from last night emerged, face red hot with anger.
"This is him?!" exclaimed the first.
"Bet your Bellsprout it is," seethed the second. "So mister 'Wilson'... How would you like the rest of your night in county?"
"No, it's okay."
"But you lied to an officer. You're coming with me."
"Umm, no I'd rather not," Silver replied. And then he bolted.
"Stop, crook!!"
Silver was already on his way by the time the cops gave chase.
"All units, scramble! We have a rouge on Midnight Road! I repeat, all units scramble!" Roared the officer into his mike.
Silver chuckled too himself as he sprinted along the alley. Nothing like a run at night, right? He continued on his way, dodging trash cans and the occasional Grimer. In the distance far behind, he heard the barks of Growlithe the police had sent. Silver was fast, but Growlithe were faster. Thinking quick, Silver decided the best move here would be to swerve. In and out of backyards and roads, Silver's erratic path dumbfounded the hounds, and soon they were all over the city, desperately searching for the renegade on the loose.
"Aha!" Silver panted, "the Pokemart!" It was quite a ways off in the distance, but he could arrive in time.
With no time spared, he stepped on the gas, ripping through the city even quicker than before. When the Mart 's aromas of potions and cleaning supplies reached Silver's nose, he knew he had to make his turn. But the dogs were in hot pursuit. Even if he made it to the pier, by the time he found a hiding place, he would have become kibbles. Oh well, he thought, no harm trying.
Silver slammed hard left at the mart and, almost loosing his footing, sprinted with all of his might. The dog's howls were getting louder by the second, and with the pier in view, Silver just kept pouring it on. His heart was punding with the almighty force of fear and exceitment. All that was keeping him upright was his adrenaline. He could see the sea, the docked boats and the lighthouse, now. He was about there, but now he could hear the Growlithe's snapping of teeth and snarls of hunger.
There it was! His feet stepped on the wooden dock, and Silver made an almightly, last- ditch leap- straight into the icy water. The dogs screeched to a halt, and all collided to produce a heap of fur, fangs, and fire. Silver's jump into the water had nearly stopped his heart, but he still managed to smile. A smile for his achievement, and narrow luck. He turned and swam across the water, and collapsed onto a small sailboat. All with the serenade of yelling dogs, and confused citizens back on the solid, arid earth.

Black Pendulumn Rayquaza

Spoiler:

Name: Savanna Santira

Age: 14

Appearance:

Personality: Savanna is very hot-headed, and tends to think she can do everything herself. She is hard to make friends with due to this, although once you get to her good side she can be cooperative. She is always fussy about the "Leadership Role" in a group, and tends to fight over that, as well as anything else. She is usually the first to react in a situation.

History: Savanna was born in a small house in Goldenrod. She was living life fine until her mom's Charmander burnt down a tree when they were playing. Savanna was taken away at age two, and was abandoned at age three. She was raised by a family of Ninetales and Vulpix after that. She learned to talk and do everything a normal human could do by watching other people. She left the family of Ninetales at age 10. The family had let her keep a Vulpix as a present so she would remember them. She lived in the pokemon school and learned there until she was 12. A Venonat had followed her there, so she kept it. She then moved to Sinnoh, where she heard about the Cineris Titan Academy. She waited and bonded with Venonat until she was 14, when she finally moved there.

Element: Earth

Gift: Savanna can move rocks, make make small earthquakes, talk to any type of ground pokemon, and summon a earth wolf when she stores enough energy. (She'll figure these out at the academy)

Starter: Venonat

Subjects: Battle Training 101 , Mythology 101 , Cooking 101 , Survival 101

Trainer Card:

Extra: Savanna hates math, but her favorite class is Battle Training 101.

RP Sample:

( This is a post from my pokemon ranger RPG, Pokemon Ranger - Havoc In The SkyWing Region )

"Houndoom,Flare!" Savanna yelled. Houndoom dashed towards the Crobat,dodging the hypnosis easily. "Houndoom,Musk!" Savanna yelled. Suddenly,the area around them was covered in fog. Her styler started beeping. She looked at the message while the Crobat were lost.

Savanna,
your styler's signal just disappeared.
Taine

Ignoring the fact that she should have replied,she reached for her styler and took it out. She saw a boulder being held back by a sturdy vine,and it was most likely a trap for somebody. "Houndoom,Zeph!" Savanna yelled,pointing at the vine that was holding up the boulder. At just the right time,Houndoom hit the vine with a flame. The boulder fell,and trapped the four Crobats by holding down one of they're wings. She rushed over to Mit. "Good thing I didnt eat my mom's stale cookies." Savanna said. She pulled a stale,raisin cookie out of her backpack. "And also a good thing she is the worst cook in Zephyr town." Savanna laughed. Houndoom joined in. She placed the cookie in front of Mit's nose and backed up. "He'll be awake soon,and it'll prove my mom is a bad cook too." Savanna said,grinning with Houndoom.

 

[_Diego//]

((Excellent. >D When will this be started, exactly?))

 

[Eletj]

As soon as more people sign up. We're trying to get about 2-4 more gifted and 3-5 more Guardians, but if not enough people sign up, they will become NPCs controlled by the GMs.

 

[raven_emblem]

Name:Raven Emblem
Age:17
Appearence:Raven is dark strange figure, he dresses in all black and is always wearing a black trench coat. His hair is jet black like the black everyone wants but can never obtain. He always wears a black shirt that says "royal rock" and is always wearing these comfortable black jeans that are tight but loose.
Personality:Raven always has this mysterious air around him, people always feel uncomfortable around him. The only thing he actually talks to is his pokemon. He is always serious and someday aspires to become the best pokemon trainer ever.
History: Even though he doesn't remember his past he doesn't really care. He likes going to this school and taking his classes. He likes talking to the headmaster about subjects that he is taking.
Element: Dark
Gift: He can manipulate others minds and mold into the darkness to not be seen.
Starter:Cyndaquil
Subjects: Battle training 101, Mythology101, Cooking101, pokemon capture 101
Extra: None
RP Sample:Joseph was just wondering why those men were beating that guy up he didn't really want to get involved but he was a very kind and sympathetic guy. Now that he had opened his mouth he was sitting in this chair all tied up with a cloth in his mouth and his eyes stapled shut.... "my freaking eyes!" Joseph screamed, though no one could hear him. Then all of a sudden he heard this loud bang and next a sharp pain in his left leg following another scream to never be heard.
"Now your going to do exactly what i say, you are going to live only if you can keep yourself alive long enough to escape, but don't worry not many people survive so don't get your hopes up. Don't worry about your leg it should heal up in time for our little game, we have a couple of doctors and nurses that can fix that easily. Now im going to take this cloth out of your mouth and if you refuse this generous proposal you will die". The mysterious man then removed the cloth from joseph's mouth, "whats the game and rules?" he questioned in pain.
"You will learn in good time WE are going to have to get you in tip top shape first then you will actually have a chance at survival, SON". Then at that moment the man removed all the staples with lighting like speed. Though his vision was blurry at first he knew this man. "Why dad? Why would you do this to me?".
GIFTED


:P

 

[Yu_&_Rei]

Name: Raffine Tsou

Age: 14

Appearance: *image removed*

Element: Lightning

Gift: She is able to send small sparks from her Palm and she can also create storms.

Personality: Raffine is a very snobbish girl and is highly competitive. She is usually very quiet and doesnt speak to others much but when she sees its time to start she is occasionally rude. Raffine has a knack for all things Refined and doesn't approve of things that aren't refined. She is also highly competitive and never backs down froma challenge, she also never gives up no matter how badly shes losing. Raffine is very secure over her treasures, if anyone is to get near them she will get violent. Raffine may be a rich snobbish girl but she actually doesn't mind getting down and dirty and getting her clothes destroyed, she does not care for those things as she only plans to reach her goal not caring what gets in her way.

History: Raffine was born into the oh so rich Tsou family, as she was borned rich she turned out somewhat spoiled, but Raffine is very independant, she never required the help of others, mostly because she thought they would slow her down, she found the idea of pokemon battles intruguing when she saw her cousin have a battle with his rival. Ever since then Raffine decided she'd become a pokemon master and to do that she enrolled into the academy. She also discovered her powers when she was 5 when she got angry at a thief for coming into her house to steal her precious treasures. She created a storm thus her discovering her powers of lightning. Since then Raffine's parents have been very shocked and were somewhat afraid of her themselves, Raffine was also very insistent on enrolling into the academy to train herself to be a pokemon master, her parents did want her to be a coordinator as the Tsou family was famous for the very competitive coordinators but Raffine didn't care, she wanted to become the best pokemon trainer ever and soon become the champion. She decided that nothing would get in her way at the academy, and if anything did, she'd simply get rid of it. She also has no interest in pointless puppy love at all, she thinks if she does meet her so-called prince charming at the academy, she will test him to see if he is really the one. Raffine plans on graduating from the Academy with high marks and she knows she will.

Starter: Mudkip

Subjects: Cooking, survival, battle training 101, practical art

Extra: She always carries her cell phone with her and always has contact with her butler whom she rarely calls on. There also lies a secret pocket in her pouch that contains a few gems, she carries them with her as she doesn not trust leaving them at home.

RP Sample: "AMI!" Brendan shouted as he saw her petrified with fear. He rushed past the other trainers who were still battling the cloaked men. "Are you alright? They didn't hurt you did they?" Said Brendan with a concerned voice. Ami shook her head and watched the other trainers battle the men.

"Hey Ami you think we should pitch in and help? theres more of us now so it should be safe. And that Ledyba looks like it'll need some help." Stated Brendan.

"Okay lets go then. Go Buizel!" Shouted Ami as she released her Buizel from her pokeball.

"Go Riolu!" Shouted Brendan as he released Riolu from it's pokeball. They both ran up to the the cloaked men and thier pokemon.

"Buizel use Water gun on Charmeleon!" Commanded Ami as her Buizel released a jet of Water that greatly hurt the Charmeleon.

"Riolu use Focus Punch on Jolteon!" Commanded Brendan as his Riolu aimed his fist at Jolteon and then launched a powerful punch. "Looks like we arrived just in time, you thugs are going down!" Said Brendan starting to get angry.

"I won't release the information to creeps like you. Now look whos out numbered?" Said Ami as she began trying to analyze the cloaked mens' pokemon.

Ami didn't know how to answer the boy's question, she backed off a bit saying "I'm sorry, I can't tell anyone, its for me to know and only for me to know." Ami said as she turned her back. "Please don't ask anymore questions. Thank you for helping me though, I do appreciate it greatly." Said Ami walking away almost leaving Brendan behind, she walked seeming to not even want to look back but she didn't realize that she dropped her mini computer.

Brendan got back to his senses and realized that Ami was walking away. He quickly chased after her yelling "Ami! Wait up, where are you going?" He finally caught up to her stopping to catch his breath, he asked "What happened, what were those trainers saying to you?".

"I'd rather not talk about it, although I think I've become a target now." Said Ami looking very worried.

Ami whats wrong please tell me." Said Brendan now sounding more like a concerned boyfriend.

"Okay I'll tell you but its a big secret, you can't tell anyone, okay? ANYONE!" She said as she began to explain.

"They were after me for my knowledge of the hidden energy, you wouldn't understand it. Even if I showed you data in my mini computer right here." She said searching her pocket for her mini computer.

"OH NO!! I think I dropped it near them. I have to get it back before they see it!!" she said as she began sprinting for her mini computer.

 

[Candy Christina]

May I reserve Cubone? :)

 

[Konekodemon]

could you save me Pichu please

 

[Eucliffe]

May I reserve the second wild card? And we can decide the Pokemon, gender, and nature, right? ^^

In that case, I want a female Misdreavus reserved~

Oh, and I'm gonna be gifted~

 

[Eletj]

Raven emblem, Declined. You Sign up does not meet the standards I set.

Bamachi, Pending. Please Increase the length of sections, including your RP sample.

Candy Christina & Konekodemon, Reserved as what?

Serene; Reserved.

 

[Konekodemon]

also save me the Light element

 

[Yu_&_Rei]

I have editied my sign up. And the things have been increased.

 

[Mira]

May I reserve Bulbasaur and either the Dark or Fire element (I have to decide on a personality first)
Thanks! I can't wait for it to take off :)

 

[Eletj]

Bamachi: We have decide that you are Accepted!

Mira: Reserved.

 

[Eucliffe]

OK, let's see if I can do it...

Name: Cierra "Crimson" Riley Clover
Age: 18
Appearance: I'll post an image...

*image removed*
The only changes I'll make are that Cierra does not wear the witch hat, nor does she wield a staff. She also *occasionally* wears red "catty" reading glasses, which make her look a bit cool. Her dress is instead black with crimson outlines. Her eyes are a crimson red, and she has a 40D in terms of chest. Her hair is crimson red, and ends roughly around her chest. Cierra is 5'10" in height, and has an average weight.

Personality: Calm but klutzy, Cierra is always busy practicing with her power. At times, she succeeds in maximizing her power, but whenever she gets flustered, her power usually drops in ability when she ends up using it later. Cierra is very smart, and can read even the most ancient of languages. She always carries around a book, usually a spellbook, because those help her utilize her power. There are times where Cierra turns into a complete witch, but only if she is angered enough.

History: Almost always naive, Cierra used to go around looking up womens' skirts and touching places she wasn't supposed to touch. She always got into trouble, and her parents became concerned with her. Eventually, they sent her off to boot camp, but when she came back, she was different than how they expected her to be. It was in boot camp that Cierra learned of her power, and began practicing with it. She also learned to read anicent languages, which she used to utilize her power. With that knowledge obtained, Cierra also changed her personality drastically. She began studying more and more on herbs and other medical stuff affiliated with witchcraft, and soon earned the nickname "Crimson".

Element: Dark
Gift: Cierra can create shadows of people or Pokemon. Those shadows take the form of the people or Pokemon, and if they attack an opponent, they cause as much damage as the original. The only way to tell the difference between a shadow and the original is the shadow has no shadow.
Starter: Female Misdreavus (Fia) with a Calm Nature
Subjects:
-Mythology 101
-Contests 101
-Pokemon Capture 101
-Breeder 101
Extra: Cierra refuses to evolve Fia; she doesn't like Mismagius as much. Cierra is also a great singer, and usually sings to ease her anger if she realizes she's getting angry.
RP Sample:

Spoiler:

From Mika's "Fragments of Alarayne"

Who are you?

My name is... Gale, watch out!

How do you know my...AIIIII!!!

Gale! No!

...

Gale, are you OK?

Yes, I'm fine. But how do you...know me? Oh my god, you're spewing blood everywhere!

I'll be fine, honestly. But... I am your...

What! Wait! Are you my brother? My sister? No! Don't leave me! Don't leave. Don't leave...

Silence. Complete and utter silence. At once, the girl, Gale, had stopped tossing and turning in her bed. It was that dreaded nightmare again. The one where she had met up with her lost sibling, but they immediately died saving her. The gender of this supposed sibling was unknown to her, but Gale knew that the sibling was out there in that vast world of Pokemon...

It was about three in the morning when the soothing serenade began playing. Gale awoke with a start; she had always been a light sleeper. She yawned casually, and looked out the window.

"Looks like it'll be another one of these days..." she said with a sigh, quickly laying back down. But with the serenade playing, she couldn't go back to sleep. She actually didn't mind waking up to this type of music. After all, it was better than that death metal music. Fortunately, Gale had found a way to soundproof everything - except any knocking sounds on her door or windows - so no sound would get in, and no sound would get out.

Dressing in her casual wear, Gale knew she had some time until the meeting at five. She laid her uniform symmetrically out on her bed after she had made it, and left the building for her usual trip to the gorgeous lake of Blackthorn. It had been enough years since she had seen such beautiful, pure water. But this water could never beat the water that was in Phenac. Even though it was human-generated, it was much more crystal-clear than the water here. With a sigh, Gale took out three coins, a book of some sort, and a flat drawing board. She flipped the three coins at once, and when they landed, she took note of what side they were on. Two were on Tails, while one was on Heads, so on her drawing board, she drew two dashes next to each other. She repeated the same process, getting all Heads this time. She drew a long dash right above the two dashes she had put down before. Continuing this process, she flipped the coins four more times and got what looked like this:

-- --
-----
-----
-- --
-----
-- --

Looking it up in her convenient "I-Ching" book, Gale took note of what it meant.

"47. K'un - Oppression (Exhaustion)

-- --
----- above Tui The Joyous, Lake
-----
-- --
----- below K'an The Abysmal, Water
-- --

The Judgement

Oppression. Success. Perseverance.
The great man brings about good fortune.
No blame.
When one has something to say,
It is not believed.

The Image

There is no water in the lake:
The image of Exhaustion.
Thus the superior man stakes his life
On following his will.

The Lines

Six at the beginning means:
One sits oppressed under a bare tree
And strays into a gloomy valley.
For three years one sees nothing.

() Nine in the second place means:
One is oppressed while at meat and drink.
The man with the scarlet knee bands is just coming.
It furthers one to offer sacrifice.
To set forth brings misfortune.
No blame.

Six in the third place means:
A man permits himself to be oppressed by stone,
And leans on thorns and thistles.
He enters his house and does not see his wife.
Misfortune.

Nine in the fourth place means:
He comes very quietly, oppressed in a golden carriage.
Humiliation, but the end is reached.

() Nine in the fifth place means:
His nose and feet are cut off.
Oppression at the hands of the man with the purple knee bands.
Joy comes softly.
It furthers one to make offerings and libations.

Six at the top means:
He is oppressed by creeping vines.
He moves uncertainly and says, 'Movement brings remorse.'
If one feels remorse over this and makes a start,
Good fortune comes." Gale read softly. Although she did not quite understand all of this easily, she still knew a great deal of what it meant. Ah, Exhaustion. If only this book knew how accurate that was... Erasing her lines from her drawing board, Gale proceeded back to her room. She placed her coins, drawing board, and book away in one of the cabinets, which held all her fortune telling equipment, and changed into her uniform. It was 4:45 now, and Gale knew she couldn't be late. It was surprising she had spent that long down at the lake, but she figured she had gotten lost in figuring out what her fortune was for the day. She hoped that no one would yell at her...

(If there's anything I need to change, let me know. Oh, and can Fia know Ominous wind if Egg Moves are allowed?)

 

[Eletj]

Serene: Accepted, and We shall allow Ominous Wind.

Mira: Since Serene got in First, you shall have Fire as your element.