Clash of the Titans [PG-14]

[{Swan}]

Owner: Dutchesse
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PG-14

Story:
Most every inhabitant of Hoenn is familiar with its mythology. The titan Kyogre of the seas, the titan Groudon of the land and Rayquaza to reign the skies.
Once, there were three brothers who each were extraordinary in their own ways. Each stood out by their love of Pokémon, and each worshipped another of the three ancient Pokémon. To show their devotion each brother chose to only raise a certain type of Pokémon. Tartarus who was extremely devoted to Groudon only spent time with the land dwelling creatures. Ashodel, who had loved Kyogre all along, loved those Pokémon of the waters. And Elysium cared deeply for Rayquaza and in his honour devoted himself to the monsters of the skies.

Each of the brothers were so devoted to their respectable creature, they became to address them as their god. They were gathering followers, all of which were to study the lore of these creatures. They each had their way of giving sacrifices to these titans. Asphodel threw his gifts into the sea for Kyogre to take, Tartarus buried his and Elysium burnt those for Rayquaza so that the smoke might travel into the air.

The great Pokémon took notice of their effort. Each approached the brothers in gratitude and blessed them and their offspring for eternity. Elysium's eyes changed from a dull brown to vibrant green and so would that of his children. Tartarus' eyes changed from a light blue to a warm brown which would carry on through generations. Asphodel's eyes turned from almost black to a radiant blue-green which carried in his genes. Ever since this happened the brothers discovered changed in the behavior of the Pokémon around them. Different Pokémon were attracted to them or very suspicious.

This all happened before the forging of the orbs, when the powers of Kyogre and Groudon were still seen as inevitable and no one would dare to disturb them, much less use them for personal gain. Years went by and Asphodel, Tartarus and Elysium passed away, leaving only their followers. This was the creation of the Brotherhood of Asphodel, the Brotherhood of Tartarus and the Brotherhood of Elysium. The children of the brothers would always rule their respective Brotherhood.

Everything changed when there was a dispute between Gai, daughter of Tartarus and Hellios son of Asphodel. No one was really sure how the conflict had started but it was a heavy one. The conflict grew and grew until it was a war between the two sides. Heavon, son of Elysium, tried to interfere, but only got caught up into everything. The dispute cause the three titans to become restless. They started their own conflict and before anyone knew it, strange weather conditions ranged everywhere while Rayquaza tried to keep piece. He was unable to, however, and went to an old glassblower instead.

The glassblower was startled to find the giant snake in front of his house, instructing him in a way to quiet down the two Pokémon. The glassblower made his most precious set of orbs, two of them blown from the best glass he had. He showed them to Rayquaza who blessed them both. They each instantly turned red and blue, and with the creation of the orbs, the two settled into a deep sleep. The Brotherhoods each fell apart, only a few faithful members remained in their worship.

Then, hundreds of years later, come two new descendants from Asphodel and Tartarus. Archie and Maxie. They were both foolish in the discovery of their heritage. Both crazed after a way to pay tribute to the deities they worshipped so. Archie became obsessed with expanding the sea for his Kyogre and Maxie wished for nothing more than to give his Groudon more land to rule. Both cruelly got their hands on an orb and used so to resurrect the titans. They were stopped, but no with its price. During the episode both orbs shattered and Groudon and Kyogre were once again lifted from eternal sleep, tolerating each other now both their Brotherhoods were dormant.

But were they really? In reality the Brotherhoods were very much alive. Maxie and Archie had both belonged to their respective ones after breaking free to chase after their rash ambitions. They were assumed to be the last descendants, and therefore the Brotherhoods had both appointed a new leader, or better, the leaders had appointed themselves. But something is missing. The now Sisterhood of Elysium. These still had their descendant, and they had been seeing to everything the way they liked to do things, from the shadows. In fact it was them that had employed Stephen in helping the two youths that had prevented the disaster.

Now, come eleven years after the events of Maxie and Archie, the region of Hoenn had quieted down again. The two Brotherhoods were brooding while the Sisterhood was trying to prevent another full-scale war. What the Brotherhoods did not know was that the lineage of their leaders had not ended at all. There was another branch, one that had been long forgotten. A branch on each side that had been in the shadows of the main branch. The families had scattered through the years, but the Sistehood of Elysium had been able to track them down. In an attempt to bring piece and to create tight bonds between them all the Sisterhood had thrown the children together to all start their journey together. They had arranged with a new Proffessor, an ambitious young woman called Joanne Holly, that the descendants of all three brothers closest in age would travel together, the usual thing.

Little did they know there was a spy in the ranks of the Sisters. The information had been leaked through and ever since the Brothers of both sides had been plotting against each other. Plotting to return their heirs to the Brotherhood and eliminate the others. The journey these youths were about to embark on were not going to be as easy as they had expected it to be.

There, if you've read through all that, well, you're already devoted.

In Other Words:

You will travel through Hoenn, believing this to be just a normal journey. You were even invited by Professor Holly herself! Not knowing that she has discussed this with your parents previously.

At first this is just a journey roleplay, but soon the plot will thicken. The two Brotherhoods are out to kill you (Well depending on who you are, but there will always be someone trying to kill you) and the Sisterhood will be trying to keep you alive. They will be trying to hide this from you, but there's only so far they can go when the Brotherhoods are doing such a fine job trying. You will build up alliances and you will make enemies.
You might even get to face a tough choice some day...

Rules:
- Standard PC rules apply ALWAYS
- No godmodding, bunnying, disrespecting your elders and, well, everyone else and all that jazz. Be nice, be respective and be active.
- I reserve the right to not accept you or to kick you out. Be active or your spot will go to someone else. Also, I am very critical on my SU's and the people in my roleplay. I want experience roleplayers that can be active.
- Spell-check is your friend. Repeat after me. Spell-check is your friend.
- If you are trying to capture a Pokémon, I would like to see the post ending with the ball shaking and whatnot. I decide on a capture. I'm really not all too hard on this, but the level will depend on the post quality.
- I would like you to ask me if you do things like IC trades and shinies. I'm not too keen on shinies, one each and that's a max.
- No catchable legendaries.

Sign-Up sheet. Once again, I am very picky about my players.

Name: First and last please.

Gender: Male, female, no hermaphrodites please.

Age: 12-18

Appearance: What do they look like? Height, build, hair, eyes, clothes. A minimum of two good paragraphs here. Also, remember, Blue eyes for Asphodel, green for Elysium, brown for Tartarus. They can be whatever shade of those colours though.

Personality: How do they act? Are they stoic? Bubbly? Ideals on evil and power maybe? Just go at it. Once again two paragraphs.

History: What was their life like before this event. Remember they don't know about their heritage even though there might have been hints from family if they know themselves.

Starter: Choose from the list below

Sample: S'il vous plait.


NOTE: Depending on who you are, different Pokemon will react differently to you.
-The ones descending from Elysium will find that Pokemon of the sky are attracted to them, and it will be easier to befriend them. Pokemon of the land and sea will be neutral toward them. (This is any flighing types, pokemon with the ability levitate or others that find themselves in the sky.)
- Descendants of Tartarus will find that Pokemon of the land like them better. Pokemon of the sea are naturally suspicious of them and they find that befriending such Pokemon will take a lot of time. They are also less likely to find them in the wild and have to purposefully seek them out. Pokemon of the sky are neutral to them. (Pokemon of the land are those who can be found in ordinary ground. Ground, rock and fire types especially.)
- Those who come from Asphodel discover quickly that Pokemon of the sea like them. Pokemon of the land are naturally suspicious and of the sky are neutral. (This is any pokemon with the type water or ice or any that are found in very wet climates.)


Starters:

EDIT: You don't have to correspond the Pokemon to your group. Say someone descending from Elysium can still get a Staryu and so on.

Venonat [taken]

Gender: Female
Level: 5
Ability: Tinted Lens
Moves: Tackle, Foresight, Supersonic, Signal Beam

Buizel [taken]

Gender: Male
Level: 5
Ability: Swift Swim
Moves: Sonic Boom, Quick Attack, Growl, Fury Cutter

Zubat [taken]

Gender: Female
Level: 5
Ability: Inner Focus
Moves: Leech Life, Supersonic, Quick Attack

Cacnea [taken]

Gender: Male
Level: 5
Ability: Sand Veil
Moves: Poison Sting, Leer, Absorb, Counter

Spinda [taken]

Gender: Male
Level: 5
Ability: Tangled Feet
Moves: Tackle, Uproar, Assist

Staryu [taken]

Gender: Genderless
Level: 5
Ability: Natural Cure
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mimic

Stunky [taken]

Gender: Male
Level: 5
Ability: Aftermath
Moves: Scratch, Focus Energy, Poison Gas, Astonish


List of Roleplayers:

Okay, I want this to be a bit balanced, not 5 of Elysium and then 1 for whatever. So no more then three for one group, okay?

Spot 1 is taken by Fenris-insertomega- with Buizel. (Chad Rayne)

Spot 2 is taken by Proddit with Venonat. (Tyler Smith)

Spot 3 is taken by TimelessParadox with Cacnea. (Daemyn Adomos)

Spot 4 taken by Neiko Star with Staryu. (Lianne Chan)

Spot 5 is taken by YoshiRiRu with Zubat. (Axel LeRoux)

Spot 6 is taken by ShadowDragon~ with Stunky. (Seph Iodah)

Spot 7 is taken by Namora with Spinda. (Laura Caliso)

 

[Underoos]

Buizel=Reserved! For who? Teh Crow/Fenny/whatever the heck you people come up with next. (I'm just a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiittle hyper right now).

 

[{Swan}]

fine, Buizel's reserved for the Crowemeister.

Btw, Fenris is the Co-Owner, so you have to suck up to her.

 

[{Swan}]

Venonat is reserved for 24 hours.

 

[YoshiRiRu]

May I reserve Zubat? Pretty please?

 

[{Swan}]

Of course, you have 24 hours.

 

[Vaporeongirl]

I`will use stunky..for whatever this is..

 

[{Swan}]

you are reserved for 24 hours.

 

[Vaporeongirl]

now may i ask..what the heck is this!!!???

 

[YoshiRiRu]

Go Go Gadget Sign-up! Hope it's okay, it's been a long time since I've actually RPed. I think I can still do it though!

Name: Axel LeRoux

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Appearance: Axel, while not a stick, is still kind of a scrawny kid. Even at a solid 6 foot, he weighs only about 125 pounds, very little of that being actual muscle. His sandy blonde hair stops just short of his eyeline; although if it gets wet or just too gross, it gets matted down enough where it just barely pokes him right in the eyeball. Although he'd never really admit it, his facial features aren't half bad to look at, rounded off with a cute smile and nicely proportioned misty blue eyes that twinkle like a calm stream when he's happy and rage like the furious sea when he's mad.
In terms of clothing, Axel prefers to keep things simple and light. He has unusual high tolerance to heat and cold, so more often than not a T-shirt (his favorite being a white t-shirt decorated with a Mawile, it's jaws bared viciously towards the viewer, complete with blocky text underneath suggesting that the reader "Bite Me") and a pair of black jeans will suffice. When the cold front really sets in though, sometimes he convinces himself to put on a gray zip-up hoodie jacket, usually unzipped, with the sleeves rolled up. Strapped neatly to his left arm is his Pokegear, which he never leaves home without; especially with all the useless cards he's stuffed in there. The entire outfit is not complete of course, without his lucky tennis shoes. These shoes have more holes than a Donphan's dancing grounds but Axel swears by them; insisting that the once jet black, now stone gray converse with the frayed neon green laces are what makes him complete as a person; he never goes anywhere without them.

Personality: Axel is definitely a quirky person, what some might call a clown. His wit is as sharp as they come and his actual smarts aren't too far behind, but it's rare that he's ever intelectually challenged to the point of really having to put his mind to a problem. Instead he prefers to dance around the problem with witty banter, maybe hoping someone will take care of it for him. On the outside, Axel pretends he doesn't really care about what's going on, but he's really searching for a place to shine. He trusts his intuition very strongly, as it's taken him in the right direction many a-time. (The times that it was wrong he just doesn't count. Makes it easier that way.) If you give him the wrong vibe, be prepared to do some legwork if you want to get back on his good side; but if you give him the wrong vibe you probably won't give two snaps about him away, so it's a win-win situation.
Axel's sense of humor is what drives most of his conversation, so when the topic really turns serious, he often quiets down and doesn't have much to say. He rarely likes to take sides in debates between his friends, making him an ideal mediator if the situation arises. Since he uses his humor as his crutch, expect a bit of a disguntlement if you don't appreciate his type of funny jokes. If you do, you're in luck; you've found entertainment for life. If not, you might want to invest in earplugs.


History: Born and raised in Ecruteak City, both his parents lived and worked in an age old, family owned inn, where Axel has lived all his life. One of Ecruteak City's most treasured pieces of architecture, Pidgeot's Palace was the premier lodging place for those looking for that authentic old style inn when in the ghost town. Axel's parents, Mark and Nancy LeRoux were the 3rd generation of LeRoux to run the Palace, and Axel was excited to become the next link in the chain. Ever since the time he could walk, he loved to sneak out of his bed and listen to the batty tales told by travelers and mariners alike who frequented the inn. Due to the spiritual history of the city, many-a-time monks would barge in, raving like a mad dog about how his body was possessed and the souls of all who were in the city were doomed. (Of course, their rants were often fueled by a young Axel's clever manipulation of the light switch.) All sorts of people came and went through the inn. (Some of his favorites included a man named Ignov; a big beefy man from some foreign country who married his Jynx, and a skinny man named Horace who insisted every time that he came into the bar that he was turning into a Bellsprout ever since the guards at Sprout Tower had thrown him out the window.) So, naturally, Axel became very familiar with the surrounding regions, along with any tall tales that accompanied them. Hoenn's tales of the triad of the elements particularly interested him, so when his parents sat him down and informed him that he was going to Hoenn to meet with Professor Holly, Axel was ecstatic. What sort of stories could he tell when he got back to take over the inn? He couldn't wait to find out.

Starter: Das Zubatten, ja?

Sample: De rien, madame.

Spoiler:

Not getting a response quite as quickly as he had hoped, he gave up trying to talk to the strange girl, and leaned back against the wall as Mika walked in, with a small boy whom Blue had never seen. He was small, it seemed, and timid; even more so than Sem. To Blue's great surprise, however, the child, who must have been 9 or 10, settled into Mika's lap, much as if the boy was her own child. This is odd. mused Blue. There are a lot of people on this team who might be considered less than.. mature? Blue tasted the word for a second. Well, maybe that isn't the right word for it. I guess it'd be something like - but his thoughts were interrupted by a sharp voice calling out.

"Alright, listen up." Mika's voice rang out above the small talk, and everything became very quiet. The lights dimmed, and from the table in the center of the room a hologram erupted, showing a sort of complex. Lash's eyes brightened. <Alright, NOW we get to see some action. This is probably a top secret military base, or maybe the G-Men's hideout, or maybe..> the sneasel's mind went wild, thinking of all the amazing enterprises that could be brought out from the hologram of this building.

"This is the Kanto Branch of the School for Educationally Gifted Pokemon Trainers." Mika continued. Lash's jaw nearly dropped, and the wild look in his eyes turned to mush, as the sneasel's little heart melted. <A school?! Of all places to be espionage artists..> he spat quietly, hoping in retrospect that Mika didn't hear him. Mika continued.

"Our Intel says that there are G-Men Recruiters all throughout the building, posing as students, to try and build up their forces. Somewhere on campus is an informant who's gone completely AWOL for reasons we believe to be related to the G-Men Recruiters." Lash shrugged, his heart a tiny bit healed. <This won't be too bad.>

Mika's tone darkened considerably, and Lash's ears perked up, eager to hear this bit of drama. "There is a small chance the agent did not go into AWOL mode to prevent detection by G-Men Forces. There is a small chance… he or she converted to their forces. This is the basis of our mission. Posing as students in the school, we will be trying to find out the whereabouts of the informant, whether they be good or bad, and attempt to, if he or she is still on the campus, bring him or her back alive. Maimed is perfectly acceptable." Lash grinned almost malevolently, staring lovingly at his claws. <Oh, that can be arranged..> he smiled to himself. <This won't be so bad. We'll just go in, whip some ass, and get out of there. It's not like we'll be in classes or anything.. Blue already finished school, so...>

The hologram suddenly changed, now depicting a boy and a girl. An icy hand gripped Lash's heart. "While at the school, you will take classes of some sort. We're not going to draw unwanted attention and sneaking around won't get us the information we need." Lash almost sunk to the floor in misery. <Classes?! Classes!? Anything.. but classes..> Promptly kicking Lash softly to get him up, Blue continued to listen intently. "Those over 16 will attend the high school wing, those under 16 but over 12 will attend classes in the middle school department and anyone under 12, which I think is just Yoh, will attend the elementary wing. Before you all start groaning about school, just be thankful they have no uniform." Lash scoffed. <Yeah. Thanks, fate.>

As Mika clapped her hands briskly, the hologram faded out, and the lights faded in. "After we all get back up, you've got an hour to do whatever the hell you want. I'll have the PA ladies page you when our bus, yes a bus, is ready to go. Make sure you have anything you think you might need, the store's on level six, the poke center's on level B3 which is three above here." Mika said, and snapped her arm to the side, "Dismissed!"

The hour came and went. Blue barely had enough time to get his pokemon through the pokemon center before a nasally voice crackled through the PA. "Team Drache, your transportation has arrived.." And at that, Blue was whisked away to the bus.

Lash safely tucked away in his pokeball, Blue clambored onto the bus, his bag of clothes and other such belongings safely hanging from his shoulder. He sat down on one of the seats, and within minutes was asleep. <Who knows what's going to happen? Better get your sleep in now.. just in case.> Lash had said before retreating to his Pokeball. Blue heeded these words well, and as the rumble of the bus gently massaged his head, Blue dozed off to sleep, earbud headphones lightly tucked into his ears, his hair tenderly covering part of his face.

When he came to, the bus had come to a complete stop, and nearly everyone was off. Blue stood up hastily, not wanting to be left behind. Tearing the headphones out of his ears and shoving them in a pocket, he ran outside, catching up with the group. It was almost by the time they actually made it to the school. "Almost six o' clock." he mumbled to himself, checking his Pokegear.

With few incidents, everyone managed to get their rooms okay. Blue had been assigned a room with that guy... what was his name? Bill? Whatever his name was, Blue was stuck in a room with him for who knows how long they'd be here. Truly, Blue didn't like the idea of being back in school, especially during this snowy weather.. <But hey. It's not like we've got anything else better to do.> Lash reminded him.

They were sitting at dinner. Blue had let his larger pokemon out into the back area. Since it was a school for pokemon, they had a bunch of convenient services for Pokemon. Poke-food vending machines, and even little Pokebathrooms. Blue found some of this unneccessary, and Lash found it insulting, but they could both agree on one thing - it wasn't too shabby. Blue, Lash, and Spoink sat and ate together in silence. Blue had a sinking feeling that this wasn't going to be a particularly friendly experience. The other boys weren't exactly.. sociable. To add to that, the girls, Mika included, were practically falling over the younger boys. "Looks like we might be in this pretty solitarily, boys." whispered Blue to his 2 small friends, and they both agreed solemnly.

The three friends ate slowly, being almost the last ones to leave. By the time he had collected all of his pokemon, made it back to his room, unpacked, and showered, it was nearly 10 o' clock. Blue clambored into bed, his pokemon all safe in their balls, turned out the light, and uneasily fell asleep.

Blue did not sleep well. The nap on the bus had kept him energized, and made it tough to sleep. He found himself waking up several times in the middle of the night, unable to go back to sleep. Finally, unable to stand it any longer, Blue got out of bed, threw on a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, and slipped out of the room, leaving Will fast asleep.

The night was very chilly, and Blue found himself wishing he had put on something a tad heavier. Nevertheless, he wandered the hallways, thinking deeply about just about everything he could think of. Just when he thought himself about ready to attempt some sleep for the ump-tillionth time, he stopped at his door, listening very hard. Somebody was walking. Very quietly. Perhaps.. too quietly? Suddenly, Blue's imagination took hold. A traitorous scumbag, just walking about, unsuspecting, when suddenly.. *POP!* Revenge!

 

[Gumshoe Satyr]

Name: Laura Caliso

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Appearance: Ever since birth, her eyes have been a soft grey-blue that comes from her father's side of the family. Her slightly wavy hair is a dark auburn color and comes down about six inches past her shoulders. From living practically right next to a beach for almost her whole life, she has nearly a perfect tan. Standing at around 5'5" and weighing around 129 lbs, she's about average in stature and muscle mass. A small, barely visible scar runs along her cheek bone from a childhood injury at a playground.

For clothes, she prefers to dress casual with a t-shirt, some shorts, and sneakers Her favorite and most often worn shirt is a navy blue one with the phrase, "What are you staring at?" across the front in white, bold letters. The sneakers she wears most often are black with white markings and shoelaces. She can usually be seen wearing sunglasses with a light grey frame during the day. Also she wears small, hooped earrings.

Personality: All in all, Laura tends to be pretty laid-back and doesn't anger easily, preferring to ignore or slightly affront people she doesn't like rather than give in to an actual physical or even verbal fight. She can rarely be truly provoked unless a serious insult is aimed at one of her friends or family member and prefers to be in control on whatever situation she's in at all times. Although she usually likes to think through her actions thoroughly, her mouth is the big exception. It's like a leaky faucet that spills out whatever she might be thinking at the moment, whether proper or not, though she will be remorseful afterwards if she hurts any feelings without meaning to.

Unless it's from someone that Laura really respects, she mostly chooses to not listen to volunteered advice, choosing instead to do things her own way until she decides for herself that its not working out. She enjoys making friends but likes wait and see if she really likes someone before making an attempt at friendship. Once she decides that she makes up her mind about someone, it's very difficult to get her to change her mind but possible. Anyway, she's a steadfast friend, who isn't afraid to go the extra mile to help someone out.

History: Born and raised in Dewford Town, Laura spent many a time gazing out over the ocean, wondering what lay beyond the shores of the tiny, quiet island community. With being the youngest of the Caliso clan with five siblings, she learned quickly not to let little things bother her or face going completely insane with the usual brotherly/sisterly teasings and squabbles. One by one, the children began to move away from the island until Laura was the only one left. When her father told her that they were moving to the mainland so that he could get more customers for his Pokemon photography business, she was very concerned because she loved living near the ocean because she always felt some kind of weird connection with it. Petalburg turned out to be a pretty nice place to live, especially with all the water around it, but she still missed the ocean dearly. When the invitation from Professor Holly arrived, she was initially very confused by it as she is far past the usual starting age for a trainer, but after a lot of thought, she decided to accept it. The quiet life had never fully agreed with her, so maybe this was her chance to do something better....

Starter: Spinda

Sample: Haven't RPed here for a while, but I dug up something old.

Spoiler:

Sitting in the back of the truck, Jack listened carefully to the conversation between Clove and the Commander. When Clove objecting the mission, calling it a trap, he silently agree, though he didn't show it. Just the rain by itself made put fire, rock, and ground type morphs at a disadvantage, not to mention the mud. As the conversation came to a close, Jack slowly drew in several calming breaths, trying to prepare himself for the battles ahead. Although this was his first official mission, he'd trained long and hard at HQ and felt like he was ready to join the fight. He was surprised and irritated, however, that he'd been sent on a mission against two gym leaders that he had a type disadvantage against. Hoping that the commander knew that he was doing, Jack took one more breath and started building a strategy against Sabrina. It definitely wasn't going to be easy....

His thoughts were interrupted by the driver. "This is as far as I go! Its too dangerous out here and I can't see anything in this downpour! You're about 200 meters from the south guard house, good luck everyone." After answering him, Clove began a speech, "Thanks... we'll need it. Okay team, its all us again. No matter how disposable the Commander makes us sound, we're the only ones who can do this. Jade, Alice, Plum, we've been through quite a bit together. You're all captains now and you earned it in the last missions, show me that you earned it in this mission as well. We'll have to watch each others' backs constantly. The Commander wont acknowledge that this mission is a bad idea, but I know better. We'll be fighting in disadvantageous conditions and against two of the most powerful people you've probably ever encountered. We've seen the extent of Sabrina's wrath and what Misty is capable of with this storm... Please be careful. This will be a straight forward assault until we get into the city limits, where we'll split into two attack groups. We'll sweep the whole city and finish it with Sabrina. Thats the ideal plan at this point, any questions? Good. PLF, lets roll out."

Misty.... Jack had seen her abilities firsthand when she almost killed Blitz, his Blaziken. Despite his disadvantage, she was someone he wanted to fight very badly. I guess you may get your revenge after all my friend. Following the others out of the truck, he was stunned when the rain instantly stopped. I guess they noticed our arrival....
"If this isn't a trap, then I'll quit the PLF..." Clove said aloud back to his team members. "Alright everyone, it looks like they laid out a red carpet for us, and it would be rude to keep them waiting. PLF, lets move out." Removing his sunglasses and putting them into his backpack, he examined his teammates. He at least knew of Clove, Alice, Jade, and Plum from accounts of their earlier mission, but the others he'd perhaps only seen in the hallways at HQ. By now, he'd at least figured out that Clove seemed to know what he was doing. I guess Jade lookes confident. he thought to himself, attempting to lift his own spirits.

A Sqirtle morph walked up and addressed them saying, "Hey, excuse me! I was supposed to join you in Vermillion...you sorta left without me. I'm Travis Mura. I need to know exactly what's going on." Uninterested, Jack turned his attention away from him, faintly hearing Alice scolding him. Scoffing, Plum broke in as Alice walked back to Jade, "That's some good advice girl. Try not to faint again like last time and maybe you can talk. Anyway... I'm getting bored of waiting around. There's gotta be plenty of losers in there who're needing a good kick in the ass, so let's give it to them. Let's see what you've got newbies! And that goes for you too Jade. You guys embarrassed me enough during the last mission to last me a lifetime." What a windbag.... Why are all these people late? Jack thought as he saw a Weavile morph running up. He heard Jade greeting the new arrival, but his attention was on the fortress in front of them.

"So are we going to face Sabrina or are we just passing through? Because I'm a little confused." said another morph who'd ran beside the transport the whole way. Still examining the fortess, Jack remembered something about the town that he'd almost forgotten. Looking toward Clove but avoiding his eyes as was his way, he spoke for the first time, "Do we knew what happened to the Fighting Dojo beside the gym?" His voice was flat and emotionless, though inside he hoped that nothing had happened.

 

[Neiko Star]

Nooo! I arrived too late. Only Spinda's left now. >_< Can I reserve it please?

Name: Lianne Chan

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Appearance: Lianne ties her smooth, midnight-black hair with a large clip and flips it up in the chinese style. She has pale jade green eyes and soft, milky skin. Long strands of black hair fall on either side of her face, arriving past her shoulders. She has pierced ears and has three little golden upside-down triangles dangling from both. She wears a blue, sleeveless chinese robe lined with golden yellow but wears dark high-heels, making her look slightly strange. Dragons are patterned all over her robe with gold thread. She has a golden bracelet around her left wrist and a wears a thin, gold chain around her neck.

She has a slender and curved, feminine figure that she tries very hard to maintain. "Why can't I be a woman and a warrior at the same time?" She is pretty tall but is actually quite light. Her body and limbs are long and thin, and she has especially long and graceful fingers. Her build seems rather delicate but is in reality very solid and strong. The one thing she hates about herself is her feet: she has very, very small feet. Lianne has never used makeup before, so her face might seem plain to others. But she doesn't like the idea of hiding your face behind cosmetics. She thinks that things should be left at their natural beauty, and that besides, it's the inside that counts.

Personality: Lianne is strong-willed person with pride. She defends her family's honor and would rather suffer pain than lose her dignity. To her, honor is everything; she detests cowards or people who throw any their pride for personal gain. She dislikes the victime as much as the bully. "Stand up! Why bow down to the likes of them? Have you no pride?" she would say. She doesn't care much for others but isn't obsessed with herself either. She is a strong, independent person people can look up to. She has great leadership skills but has no interest in things such as power. She has a hard resolve, so she will accomplish her task no matter what may happen. As such, she is a very dependable person, but she will not often do favours for other people. She is determined and head-strong, if not slightly reckless. She sticks to her work and hates slackers. She may appear pretty but she is extremely talented in all areas of chinese martial arts, having been trained since the age of six by the most powerful masters. She has long since surpassed all of her teachers, but she does not fight unless it is to protect her or her close ones' honor. Men used to prey on her all the time and she beat all of them up until they learned their lesson. "You're not capable of getting what you want, so you resort to violence and force? You couldn't possibly sink any lower. You're disgusting." She occasionally saves others from the same problem, most of them young women around her own age, but only when she sees that the person is trying her best to fight and defend herself. Because of this, she became a bit like the protector and leader of the women of the village. They often go to her to help, but sometimes she simply refuses them. "It's your own problem. You shouldn't ask others for help. It's like begging someone to do something for you. Find a solution by youself." Though she is a bit anti-social, she won't ignore somebody in danger, whoever it might be. Of course, after that person is saved, she will generally give him or her a very harsh lesson. That is why though people respect her, they are also a bit scared of her at the same time. Lianne is known for her agility and strength, so she is oftenly challenged to matches. Though she will not admit defeat easily, she is humble and will respect anybody who she acknowledges as her superior.

History: Lianne was born in, and lived in, a tiny, poor village in the east of Hoenn. The village was isolated from the big cities and was built somewhere in the moutains, at the very north of Mount Chimney. As such, Lianne, as a little child, was used to the wilderness. Since the ride from the village to the nearest town, Lavaridge, took over three days, they had very little contact with modern society. That also meant they couldn't count on any of the bigger cities for supplies, seeing how they were boxed in by mountains on either side, so all the villagers had to catch or cook their own food. They didn't have any of the technical machines city people did, so they still made fires to cook and planted their vegetables by hand. Lianne's family, like all the others, were very poor, but she didn't mind. She enjoyed playing in the streams and the rare encounters with wild Pokemon were always treasured. When she was six, a group of traveling martial arts masters arrived at the village. They decided to train all the children, and only a handful, including her, managed to learn anything at all. They were world-known masters, so their training was extremely difficult. Lianne struggled for the first week, but then gradually she became used to it. Even after her teachers left, she continued to train herself. Everyday, she got up before dawn and started her physical excercises in the yard. Then, she went to the waterfall behind the village and sat under it, meditating, for two hours. Eventually she became well-known for her skill, and it wasn't long before the girls of the village wanted to train under her. She agreed, and, at the age of twelve, started training her students, who most were her age or older. Most didn't seem to be much good, but some showed promise. Even now, she continues her training sessions. Some of her students are actually able to defeat a grown man in combat. Lianne now trains herself with them, but of course, she wins. But she admits that when she fights four of them at the same time, they really make her sweat.

Then, one day, an serious illness started spreading around the village. They tried all of their usual remedies made of herbs, but none of them worked. The village chief told Lianne to go to 'town' and try to get some help. Lianne had never gone to 'town' before, and was a bit afraid, but she knew that she had to, especially if it was an order from the village chief. Her parents themselves were sick as well, so she had no choice. The chief drew a map on the sand and Lianne tried her best to memorize it. She went deeper and farther into the forest than she ever did, or that she was ever allowed to. Finally, after ten days, she stumbled across Lavaridge Town. She was dirty and hungry, not to mention tired, as she had eaten and slept very little, and had certainly not taken the time to wash herself. She rushed right into the nearest building she saw and explained the situation to the first people she bumped into. There was a lot of confusion at first, but after a while the people were able to sort things out. A strange man told her that he would help. She wasn't sure whether she should trust him or not, but she knew she had to risk it. He went inside a strange structure with a blue roof and came back out an hour later with three large bags of little round things. Lianne had explored the town and had been amazed at everything she had seen. A guide, that usually did tourists, lead her around and explained everything, with a rather high degree of difficulty. The man took out this weird, hard red and white ball. It snapped open and a bright light emerged from it. Lianne flinched. This had to be the Pokeball the guide had told her about. She still had a hard time believing that people could catch Pokemon, especially with such small objects. A huge bird Pokemon appeared, and the man climbed onto its back. Then he told her to do the same. She did, after a moment of hesitation. As they flew above the forest, she couldn't believe how fast they were traveling. They arrived at the village only four hours later. The man gave all the sick people the round things, and they started getting better. Unfortunately, it turned out that it was too late for a few old people. They passed away. Lianne didn't weep, but she felt horrible. Then, as the man told her that maybe one day she could go on a journey. He explained that all teenagers left to travel around the region with their Pokemon partners. Years later, at the age of eighteen, having perfected her fighting skills, Lianne decided to do so as well. She found that the one thing she was lacking was bonds between others and herself. She told the parents, who approved, and left, in search of the 'town' called Pallet.

Starter: Staryu

RP Sample:

The sunlight drifted through the thick canopy of leaves overhead, casting a misty green light over the forest ground. Bird Pokemon chirped in the distance. Lianne walked quietly, swinging the wooden bucket around as she made her way to the stream. Once there, she knelt down and filled the bucket with icy-cold water. Sighing with relief, she plunged her whole body into the stream. The water arrived all the way to her chest, but no matter. It felt so cold and refreshing after an afternoon's work. It hadn't rained at all recently and the vegetables were drying up. And watering them was unbearable under this heat. She had went to the small river to fetch water, but she felt that she needed the liquid as much as the plants did.

Suddenly, she heard a rustle. Blinking, she climbed out, water dripping from her soaking wet robe. The stone also felt blisteringly hot under her feet after the soft, cool sand of the riverbank. But she ignored the burning as the rustle became faintly louder and louder. She picked up a sharp rock, ready to throw it if anything appeared. What did appear was far different than what she had imagined.

A purple horn poked out of the bushes. Then a spiky head followed, and a body, and finally a purple tail. Lianne dropped her rock. It was a wild Pokemon. A Nidorino, she thought. The village chief had always told them that if they ever met a wild Pokemon, the best thing to do at first was stay still. So that was what she did. She was very good at it too, the Nidorino starting to wonder if she was a statue. He approached cautiously, poked her around a bit with his horn, then continued towards the stream. Lianne managed not to wince; that horn was sharp. Suddenly she heard an ear-splitting shriek. She bolted towards the trees, not bothering to check whether the Nidorino was following her or not. She crawled under a bush and watched. She had been right. That cry had belonged to a Fearow. They were large, dangerous bird Pokemon with long, sharp beaks and fierce personalities. As a little child, she had been taught to head for cover the second she heard its shriek. They sometimes flew across the village, and there was always panic when they did. Their roofs were made of wood, and were old. A Fearow's beak could easily pierce them.

The Nidorino was startled too. He let out a low growl, advancing towards the Fearow with his horn lowered menacingly. The Fearow, realizing the danger, flew into the air, circling around the purple Pokemon as he let out high-pitched screams. The Nidorino roared, then shot several purple stingers. The Fearow flapped its huge wings, creating a powerful gust of wind. The stingers shattered into tiny, harmless fragments. Fearow squawked, then swooped down, claws extended. They raked Nidorino's side as he tried to jump aside. He yowled in pain and sank his fangs into Fearow's wing. The bird Pokemon shrieked, pecking his enemy's head ceaselessly until he finally let go. Nidorino stumbled back, shaking his head, and charged in for a Horn Attack. Fearow avoided it, then flew back up into the sky.

Suddenly, he dropped down in a lightning-fast dive, his deadly beak aimed at Nidorino. The poison-type didn't have the time to dodge when Fearow hit him brutally with full force, knocking the wind out of him. He lay sprawled on his back, gasping for breath, as Fearow dove in for another attack. This time, he was met with such tremendous force that he was sent flying. He collided painfully with a tree and fell back onto the rocks, unmoving. It was over.

Lianne drew in a breath. She knew then that she had just witnessed her very first Pokemon battle.

 

[Underoos]

Neiko Star: I guess namora reserved before you. Dutchesse was probably offline. We can notify you if someone gets declined though, I believe =)

 

[tim0789]

I'd like to reserve spot seven with spinda if possible.

 

[Hansa]

Hey, I'd like to reserve the last spot, and Spinda. But,I'll probably not get it, since the guy above me reserved it :(
Anyway, if a spot opens, please tell me, I like this RP...

 

[Underoos]

Guys, this is one of my BIGGEST pet peeves, and I think Dutchesse doesn't like it either. If you see someone before you has reserved Spinda, then why bother? But I'll see if you can be put on like a notification list if any Pokemon spots open up. But no worries, don't apologize or anything.

Name: Chad Rayne (don't say a word about the last name, lol)

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Appearance:
The first impression you'd get from Chad's appearance is the obvious bad boy druggie. His honey blonde hair is fairly long and curly. It frames the side of his face and dips about to the nape of his neck in the back. Chad's eyes are a very, very light brown—some would even call it amber. This comes from his father having light brown eyes already, while his mother had blue. Chad loves his eyes, 'cuz he thinks they look awesome. Chad has a light goatee, and refuses to shave it off (he thinks this adds to his look). His skin is pale, but occasionally he'll get a slight tan. As far as his build goes, Chad is tall and lean. He has some muscle, but not enough to be a full-out six pack or anything. He doesn't really care much about his muscle though. Chad also stands at a nice height; 6'2".

Despite his looks, what really makes him look "scary" is his clothes. He doesn't go for those punk skater clothes, but he generally wears black a lot. Generally Chad's attire will be a pair of blue jeans or black. Most of the time Chad wears blue jeans. That may seem normal, but the jeans almost always have holes in the knees. The bottoms are also generally torn up. For a shirt, Chad will just basically throw on whatever he likes. That generally is a black shirt with some odd logo on it (many things not child-appropriate). He has this black jacket that he carries around, but only really wears if it's cold. Nothing special about that. For accessories, Chad has a black wristband that he wears on his right wrist. On the other, he has something that is a watch but almost looks like another armband.

Personality:
Chad has a lot of personalities mixed into one. On the outside, he looks like he's one of those "stay the hell away from me" type of guys. In reality, he just loves having a good time with his close friends and enjoying himself. Even though Chad loves to blow stuff up and do stupid things, he does it on purpose and not because he's actually dumb. Chad thinks before he acts—though, that doesn't always mean his thinking helps. The other side to him is the softer, nice guy side. He usually only really shows this side to his close girl friends, but sometimes he lets other people see it depending on who they are. Oh, and another thing. Chad is a little bit of the player type, always flirting with girls for no reason. He will, however, remain faithful to just one girl after he finds her or something of the like.

Most people refuse to see past what he wears and how he acts, so Chad generally doesn't bother to make a giant amount of friends. He does have a select few though. Chad's very loyal to his friends, so you'd better not do or say anything bad about or to them. He's all in all a good guy, even if some people don't realize it. Though his personality may seem complex at first, once you break him down, it's not hard to get close to him.

History:
Chad was born in Lilycove City, full of bursting and bustling life. He had lived there his entire life, but there was a slight issue with his parents. His father worked way off in Slateport City, working to earn money for his family. This is the sole reason Chad had never actually gotten close to his father, which could be why he turned out a bit more uncontrolled than most. His mother tired to bring him up as best as she could, but because of their money situation she often had to work. This effectively led to Chad being alone about eighty percent of the time, which led to him doing…interesting things to entertain himself. By interesting things, he often got into trouble. Though he has had a bit of a tough childhood, Chad tries to ignore that and just enjoy the time he spends with his friends...and this one girl...

Starter: Buizel

Sample:

Spoiler:

Sahib rolled over and looked at his clock on the table next to his bed. It was time for him to go. Finally, he thought as he pushed the covers off and went about getting ready for the day. He showered, pulled on his clothes, grabbed his already packed backpack, and then jogged to the kitchen. His parents were sitting there drinking coffee. An Eevee was sitting on the floor eating its food. His parents both looked up as he entered the room. He offered them a tiny hint of a smile on his features.

"Do you have everything?" his mother asked softly. Sahib nodded confidently.

"Don't get into too much trouble," his father said in his quiet yet serious way. He met his son's eyes. "Keep in touch."

"I will. I promise I'll call you if anything comes up," Sahib stated. His phone suddenly felt like a large lump in his pocket. "I should probably go…" he trailed off, looking at the door. His parents bade him goodbye and wished him well. Sahib nodded and ran out the door, glad that he didn't have a very long way to go to Professor Elm's lab.

While he walked, Sahib mused. He wondered what the journey would be like, now that it was considered dangerous to be out and about. There was a small pang in his gut, but he pushed that away. I'm on my own now, I have to focus on my training, Sahib thought. He did have to admit that he would miss his parents, but Sahib had to say that he was also glad to finally be on his own and able to take care of himself. I hope I'm not the oldest one there, he thought dryly. I wish my parents would've let me go sooner. Oh well, maybe I'll have more experience? Bah, whatever, he shook his head.

Soon enough, he was standing just outside Professor Elm's lab. Several others were walking up the steps now as well. They went inside after being allowed in. They all lined up, but as they did they heard Professor Elm say something that made his voice sound rather strained. Finally he turned to them.

"Now who wants a Pokémon?" Elm asked as a smile spread across his face. They all watched as he went down the line and handed each of them a Pokeball. Sahib looked at the Pokeball and felt a thrill of excitement go through him. The edge of his lips upturned in a small smile. As Elm opened his mouth to say something, Sahib noticed something flash out of the corner of his eyes. Elm seemed to be frozen, and then eight trainers in white cloaks stepped out of the shadows. They didn't say anything, and then suddenly there were eight Pokémon facing each and every one of the new trainers.

A battle…Sahib thought. Seconds later, each of the new trainers were letting their own Pokémon out as well. There was a white flash, and then a Cyndaquil materialized out of the Pokeball he had thrown. Sahib looked at the little guy and watched as the pink blob Sahib recognized as a Ditto transformed into Cyndaquil. "Now what do you know…" Sahib murmured, assessing the situation as quickly as possible.

"Cynda," Cyndaquil stated, looking at the copy in annoyance.

"Alright Cyndaquil, go for a tackle attack," Sahib called. He wasn't paying attention to the others by now. He was just focusing on his battle as best as he could. Cyndaquil quickly moved in and slammed into the fake copy. That Cyndaquil skidded back, but then suddenly shot a smokescreen out. Sahib clenched his teeth. "Cyndaquil, find it," Sahib stated, remembering that Cyndaquil had poor eyesight but excellent hearing. Seconds later, there was a cry as the opposing Cyndaquil came flying out of the smoke.

"Cyndaquil!" Cyndaquil called as the smoke slowly faded away.

"Now use leer!" Sahib called.

Cyndaquil leered at the Ditto as it slowly got up. It flinched but then under another order, it ran towards Cyndaquil in a quick tackle. Sahib ordered the same, and the two smashed against each other. The Ditto fell back, and didn't get up. Sahib smirked, thinking it was done. Suddenly the Ditto sprang up and slammed into Sahib's Cyndaquil. It cried out as it skidded backwards.

"Cyndaquil, let's finish this off with smokescreen!" Sahib called. Cyndaquil looked slightly confused as it slowly got up, but soon the small area was covered in smoke once more. "Now get it with a final tackle!" Sahib said. Cyndaquil charged into the smoke, and then there was a loud cry and a bang. When the smoke cleared, the Ditto had materialized back into a Ditto and Cyndaquil was panting lightly, looking rather beaten up. Not bad for a first battle, Sahib thought, very proud of his Cyndaquil. The man recalled his Ditto. It appeared the other trainers had won as well, so at once all of the Ditto were gone as well as the men. But what the hell just happened? He wondered silently.

 

[{Swan}]

EDIT: Namora you are also reserved for 24 hours please get the SU done asap.


~YoshiRiRu - I like your sign up. Such a joker would definitely be hilarious in the rp, plus and his name's Axel, how can I refuse?
Also, you might be the only one actually wanting ein Zubatten, nein? Accepted

~Proddit - I'm a bit meh about yours. I generally like the character, but I need some more information on him, especially in the history section. The sample is also a bit short, but I am willing to let that one go if you spiff up the profile a bit. For now you are pending.

~Neiko Star - Spinda was already reserved. Since there's another spot open I would think about it, but you failed to put two paragraphs in the appearance section and your sample is too short. That combined with the fact you didn't read above you to see if Spinda was already taken makes you declined.

~ Fenris-insertomega- - You're my Co, how can I possibly decline you? xD Either way I like Chad's character (And name) and therefor you are accepted.


Also, Skunky is available again.

 

[{Swan}]

Okay Proddit, mind your grammar a bit, it's a bit shaky every now and then, but you're accepted.

 

[Neiko Star]

Sorry, sorry! I really messed up this time. I tried to fix my appearance, but that's the only RP Sample I've got...is it okay if I type something up and change my Pokemon to Stunky?

 

[{Swan}]

Look, I'm sorry but I already declined you, if I'm ever in need of more characters I will tell you, but for now the opportunity goes to someone else.

EDIT: Staryu is open also.