In Aid to the Force [Pg 15]

[The Jewel of Life]

Isaac Newton discovered Gravity and wrote his first law about Inertia, but who created such things? Was it the handiwork of Palkia, the godess of space? Or were there other pokemon responsible for the creation of the forces?

> Inertia >

Spoiler:

A pokemon flew through the heavens at an unimaginable speed, soaring through the galaxy far from any other legends of pokemon. Happily, the creature preformed loops in the starlit world that surrounded him and sped on to vast nebulas- the birthplaces of stars. The pokemon's name was Inertigon. A dark mane flowed down it's snake-like back and short legs spurted out beneath it. The inertia pokemon had small, soft midnight purple scales with gleaming silvery arrows that flowed toward it's head- pointing in the direction that Inertigon was traveling. Continuing forward, all felt well for the amazing 'mon. Without warning, Inertigon swerved in one direction and felt an unusual sensation come over him, something was wrong. If I fly at a constant velocity, I should stay at a constant velocity unless altered by an outside force. What is doing this to me? Inertigon swung his massive head around to the source of the odd power that was throwing him off his randomly chosen course.
Gravigon! Gravigon was Inertigon's brother, but also his sworn enemy. But at the moment, Inertigon wanted anything but a fight. With all the strength he could muster, the pokemon broke the unrealistically high gravity of his brother, using his speedboost ability to reach escape velocity. In anger and despite, Inertigon accelerated in the direction of a planet known as Earth. Other legendary pokemon lived there, other regular pokemon lived there, humans lived there. Inertigon planned to build a force on Earth and with his meager army confront Gravigon. Little did he know, the gravity pokemon had thoughts of his own.​

v Gravity v

Spoiler:

Gravigon had too high a mass to accelerate at any speed that would be required to travel throughout the galaxy, and beyond. Instead, he made his way around using his ability to control gravity to pull planets, stars, and other such spatial features toward him. Gravigon was a bulky dragon with impossibly small wings and two-clawed hands. He had a golden body with dark horns and red arrows pointing at his massive lower end, the direction in which gravity was pulling. But now, standing on a 'floating' planet beyond the pull of a star, Gravigon felt a presence. Eagerly, he looked out into the sky and scanned the swath of stars for the source of his feeling.
Inertigon! Blast that darned brother of mine! He will not escape from me! In defiance, Gravigon turned up his mass and shortened the distance between him and his brother, thus increasing the gravity so greatly that even the mighty Inertigon couldn't escape. Gravigon showed a smile of pleasure as he saw his hated brother struggling in an effort to get out. Ha! The gravitational pull of my body is only weaker than that of a black hole! There is no concieveable way for little Inertigon to get away now! Pleased with himself, Gravigon watched as Inertigon writhed and twisted in odd ways in an effort to free himself from the powerful tug. Suddenly, speedboost kicked in and the tables were turned. At an acceleration of nearly 1,000 miles per second squared, Inertigon sped up to escape velocity and continued at that pace until maximum speed was reached. Huh? He got away! ...But I can see that he is making a combee-line for Earth, perhaps Inertigon intends to gather minions. I refuse to be outdone. With that, Gravigon headed toward Earth, using his controlled gravity to pull himself onto a plethora of planets that would act as stepping-stones. Very soon, he too would arrive at Earth.​

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A war between the force legendaries has been waged, and both of them have conjured up a devious plan. Upon arriving at Earth's surface, both Inertigon and Gravigon gathered five pokemon eggs. With mysterious and unknown powers, they each altered their clutch so that the hatchlings would posess the powers of their affiliated legendary. The pokemon would be transformed in color as well as power, and somewhere on them the mark of either Gravigon (v) or Inertigon (>) could be found. No humans know of the force pokemon yet, and since they were able to hide their landings well enough, no one at all can tell you anything about them. It comes as a complete surprise when you- an ordinary person, not even a trainer! -find a mysterious pokemon egg in your room that is very odd looking and wicked. Curiously, you touch the egg and it instantly hatches, but to even more of a surprise you find that the newborn is holding a note. Written in fine calligraphy is the following message:​

Dear Human,
My name is Gravigon/Inertigon, the mighty legendary pokemon of gravity/inertia. This hatchling is a very powerful and odd pokemon that I have altered to be like myself. I expect you to train it, and when you are ready I plan to wage war against my enemy, Inertigon/Gravigon. There is no escape and nowhere to hide. You have become involved in one of the largest fights of the legends, and you will fight till you die, or my enemy does. Good luck.​

The almighty,
Gravigon/Inertigon​

Horror, amazement, anticipation, who knows what you feel. But the mysterious newly discovered legend that has chosen you will track you down if you don't train this bewildering young pokemon. A new journey has begun, and the war of the century awaits at the end.​

> Rules >​

1) No godmodding, bunnying, or whatever you prefer to call controlling another's character.
2) Your character, or anyone they meet, cannot have previous knowledge of Gravigon and/or Inertigon. Deal with it.
3) Roleplaying is for fun, so have fun.
4) Sorry, but funerals are expensive. Don't let this roleplay die!
5) I'm welcome to plot twists, drama, romance, and all sorts of fun stuff. But please, tell me before doing anything extreme.
6) The other legendaries have their own enemies and wars to worry about. Don't involve them in this.
7) It may not be a law of physics, but please, treat others how you wish to be treated.
8) And speaking of laws of physics, Gravigon may be able to apply his pull to only chosen objects, and Inertigon may be able to defy gravity to an extent, but don't throw your science knowledge out the window for this one.
9) Three was an important rule; re-read it.​

v Sign-up Sheet v​

Name- First, last, and the middle name is optional​

Age- 10-20, that seems reasonable, yes?​

Gender- Boy, girl. No ungendered, but you can be gay.​

Appearance- For this you need detail, a description of their physical features, detail, their clothing, detail, other appearance related topics, detail, at least five lines, AND DID I MENTION DETAIL!​

Personality- This is important. Use detail, and make it at least five lines. I'm not going to be annoying for this one. ^-^​

History- Okay, you need at least seven lines for this one. Try to make your history unique, I don't want ten roleplayers who were abandoned at age two or something like that.​

Pokemon- I like making lists, check the one below!​

> Inertigon's 'mon >​

Plusle (female)-
It is purple with dark markings in the place of red ones. Plusle is hatched knowing helping hand and flash.​

Eevee (male)-​

TAKEN BY: Lucciola

It is black with a silver mane and green eyes. Eevee hatched knowing growl and quick attack.​

Snover (male)-
TAKEN BY: me ^^
It is purple with silver markings in the place of geen ones and black markings in the place of brown ones. Snover hatched knowing leer and slam.​

Zubat (male)-​

TAKEN BY: Windchaser54321

It is black with silver wings and green eyes. Zubat hatched knowing leech life and agility.​

Poochyena (female)-​

TAKEN BY: Breezy

It is black with purple markings in the place of black ones. Poochyena hatched knowing growl and night shade.​

v Gravigon's 'mon v​

Minun (male)- TAKEN BY: Infinate Meditation
It is gold with black markings in the place of blue ones. Minun hatched knowing helping hand and gravity (no wai, gravity!? :O).​

Oddish (female)-
It is red with gold leaves and dark blue eyes. Oddish hatched knowing absorp and defense curl.​

Gastly (male)-

TAKEN BY: Converge

It has a black body with gold gas tinted with red at the edges floating around it. Gastly hatched knowing leer and rage.​

Charmander (female)-​

TAKEN BY: Rabbit

It is red-orange with a gold belly, so like a darker version of the standard charmander. Charmander hatched knowing scratch and sand attack.​

Finneon (female)-
It is gold with black and red markings in the place of pale blue and pink ones respectively. Finneon hatched knowing tail whip and flash.​

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My final note to you all is to go out there and destroy your enemy. This roleplay holds many secrets, some that will blow your mind. Your character will gain personal growth as they take the first steps as a trainer, and their first steps to war. Who ever thought you could be drafted by a legendary?​

P.S. I know that some of the pokemon listed above cannot learn the moves I put them with. You may not believe this but... these pokemon are... intense music please... 'special.'​

 

[Lucciola]

Well this does sound interesting and before anyone else thinks of it I'm taking the Eevee though I do wonder do we still get to evolve them cause a inertia Espeon or Umbreon would be cool

Name- Lucciola Avalon Extant​

Age- 16​

Gender - Male​

Appearance - Lucciola isn't like your average teenage boy because he stands at 6'1'' in height and also has a broad shouldered build which isn't common amongst most teenagers, and his manner of dress is fairly casual yet different consisting of three quarter gold denim shorts, light blue T-shirt with a Griffin like print, short sleeve black and cream jacket. He also has a silver Celtic half moon sleep in one ear along with considerable scars on various parts of his body such as the large stitched slash on the inner of his right arm, the chunk of flesh and long scratch marks on the outer of his left arm and bite of one tooth on the top of his inner leg but Lucciola also has scars that are rarely seen like the five stitches that reconstructed his left tear duct and the fifteen stitches that are under his hair.​

Though despite these scars Lucciola's hair is as normal as anyone else's consisting of medium length hair the just reaches above his shoulders that is dark blond in colour while mostly straight in formation, his complexion is fairly average with a slight tinge of olive complexion due to his varying travels in the sun. He carries a medium hikers backpack with all the essential's and any other items he can't fit within his pockets, while the top of his shorts like many people carries the strip of material that allows pokeballs to be stuck upon there for safe keeping and instead of shoes Luccicola wears a pair of thongs (The Australian kind, not the American) that are wooden in appearance but are actually made of a hard cork substance.​

Personality - Lucciola is a calm and collected person that often thinks and plans before he acts rather then acting irrationally though depending on the circumstance he may forgo this in light of protecting innocent people or pokemon, he is a fairly caring and honourable individual that puts others before himself without a second thought. He enjoys the exploratory life where he can enjoy the good things and have little amount of people ordering him around, though Lucciola won't push himself or his pokemon in less he's certain he can find a way to win or at least a way to survive because to him winning isn't everything as losing can have it's educational purposes.​

Most of the time people think Lucciola doesn't show any emotion and if he does it's either forced or faked and they wouldn't be completely wrong because growing up with the crazy brother that he did he learned to hold in many emotions if only for his own safety and that of the pokemon around him and his family, though he can smile it often looks like it's not real but he also doesn't get sad and can't even cry but other then this he's a fairly open minded person and isn't bothered by almost anything in less it goes against his honour so his temper is something he has complete control over since he has such a long fuse. But when something happens that go against his code of honour like an innocent person being hurt or a pokemon being abused and or taken by force he can sometimes show how much he cares though he tries to fight logically and with planning but if things start getting worse he can get very annoyed if not lose his control.​

History - Lucciola grew up in the wilderness of Hoenn where he lived with a family that had loads of pokemon around it as well as staying at his family home and because of this Lucciola always wanted to become a breeder and a trainer, but life decided otherwise when tragedy struck his family when after his elder brother left on his journey Lucciola's parents went missing. So he had to stay back at the family home and help take care of the breeding and training efforts there because otherwise all the pokemon that relied on his family to survive, wouldn't stand a chance on their own so Lucciola stayed and looked after them till the day came that the strange egg appeared.​

At first he thought one of the various pokemon couple had brought the egg inside out of fear something would happen to it but he knew that the pokemon were certain that they were safe within the boundaries of his family's home which could be more called an estate rather then a plain old home, but with the note attached he was kinda irked since he'd never heard of this legandary pokemon before and that was strange because he was well versed in pokemon from all the four major regions but he just shrugged and felt honoured that he was chosen for such a pokemon. So after reading the note he went straight to caring for the strangely coloured pokemon as well as letting him join the others around the estate so that he could learn socialization and team work, and he figured the colour wouldn't bother the other pokemon since there were other odd coloured ones amongst them anyway but when he felt he and the chosen pokemon was ready he'd leave the estate though only after he found someone to look after it while he was gone.​

Pokemon - Eevee, Specially bred Bagon​

Just wondering if we're able to have more pokemon then just the one from the egg because if we are I'd like to add another couple too my list otherwise I'll leave it till I'm sure.

 

[Blasto King]

Name- Rocky Joseph Markov
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Age- 13​

Gender- Boy


Appearance-I wouldn't say Rocky is your average thirteen year old Rocky stands 5-3 has Palish white skin, with reddish yellow eyes, some short spiky black hair, a grayish over coat no zippers or buttons, a black undershirt, long sleeve grayish black over shirt, black jeans(no I'm not emo just Black and gray are my favorite colors),blackish brown cowboy like boots(i said LIKE not ARE), and a skeleton key on a necklace.
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a grayish hat.
now his jacket has some designs on it some skulls some fire and some caution signs.
his boots also have the same designs as his coat
His long sleeve shirt has a big skull and cross bones on the front a fire demon on the back and mini flaming skulls on the sides.

Personality-Rocky can be a very quiet person who does not like being very social or active mostly just hangs around forests or someplace alone.Rocky can also be very rude or bashful sometimes if someone irritates/aggravates/annoys,or enrages him.But Rocky does has a soft spot in his heart(somewhere in there XD)for Pokemon he enjoys there company and believes they are the only ones who understand him for they accept him for who he is no matter how much he changes.
Some of the Pokemon are a little scared of Rocky's Facial expressions but they still accept him as one of them.
Rocky can also be very Timid if something startles him or if he's worried about a Pokemon.If he hears or sees a Pokemon in danger(he has good hearing and seeing abilities)he will rescue them as fast and safe as he can for he believes if a Pokemon were to get injured it would be all his fault.



History- Rocky was born with very palish skin so his folks thought he had a disease or something when the doctors checked they said he was just fine just a slight change of skin tone.Rocky's history started like most:learned,ate,sleep,and get annoyed.But when he started to get older he got more and more different then the others his hair turned pitch black, his eyes started to turn red,Rocky didn't know what was happening to him,but everyone started to treat him differently his friends his teachers even his parents who eventually kicked him out,and so Rocky has been living out in the wild inside caves or in forests luckily on the way the wild Pokemon treat him as one of them.Rocky doesn't know why they treat him as there own but he does know that they accept and care for him and that is good enough for him.If it wasn't for them he wouldn't be so skilled in seeing, hearing, battling, and also on the way he met a Treecko who has been his best friend since he met him and has helped him gather food, wood, and find shelter.

One day while Rocky was exploring the forest with Treecko, Treecko spotted something it was an egg not an ordinary Pokemon egg but a silver egg with golden stripes circling it Rocky had never seen any thing like it.At first Rocky was scared and didn't know what to do but then he thought of something. He could care for the egg until it hatched and find where it came from,but when he touched the egg it instintly hatched and there was a little cute Eevee holding a note the note read in old faded letters:

Dear Human,

My name is Inertigon, the mighty legendary Pokemon of inertia. This hatchling is a very powerful and odd Pokemon that I have altered to be like myself. I expect you to train it, and when you are ready I plan to wage war against my enemy, Gravigon. There is no escape and nowhere to hide. You have become involved in one of the largest fights of the legends, and you will fight till you die, or my enemy does. Good luck.

Rocky and Treecko looked at each other and nodded there heads then looked towards the stars
"You can count on me Inertigon!"he shouted while picking up the little cute baby Eevee.
"And we will train for your war... just wait..."


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Pokemon- Treecko and an egg(the egg has the special Eevee)


oh and for the one who also wants eevee couldn't there be two i mean there is a lot of forms and for the eevee i want could it have chrome colored fur with a golden mane and blue eyes.

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[Lucciola]

I've got an idea how there can be two Eevee's in this rp while still making it fair, how'bt making one for each side as in one for Inertigon and another for Gravigon but that's just an idea and it's all up to Comet~*

 

[Blasto King]

ya that sounds good but i still want to go for interigon

 

[Rabbit]

Can we reserve starters? If so, I'd like EEVEE - just kidding. I'll take Charmander.


Name: Morgan Falkland
Age: 14
Gender: female

Appearance: Morgan is short and frail and is ocassionally mistaken for a 12-year-old. Her skin is very pale and rather plump. She has straight, light ash blonde hair that falls to her shoulders and gets in her eyes when it isn't pinned back. Her face is round and snub-nosed. Adults call her cute. She has keen blue-grey eyes and a nice smile.

Morgan's clothing style is fairly eccentric. She goes in for retro accessories - oversized tinted sunglasses, tye-dye shirts, colourful bandanas, tennis shoes and awful checkered shirts. In the summer, she wears floral patterned spaghetti-strap tops and a knee-length pleated cotton skirt with a blue batik print. Without exception, all of her clothing is very colourful. In her hair she wears an assortment of multicoloured insect pins. She also carries a brown leather tote bag that used to belong to her mom. On her shoulder, it looks far too large, but it does fit all of her things.

Personality: Morgan is very cheerful and happy-go-lucky. She's friendly towards everybody, even people who detest her, and is much too trsuting of strangers. Although she has a lot of practical knowledge, and likes to be prepared, Morgan rarely plans too far ahead; she acts on impulse. When the unexpected happens, as it often does, her usual reaction is, "Awesome!" It takes a lot to make her lose her animated exterior.

Morgan is always looking for adventure. Her personal fantasy is that the world, which she has seen little of, is full of it. Deprived of a Pokemon Journey by her parents, Morgan never had a chance to explore her region, but she makes do with her bicycle and often plans long bike trips with her friends. She also subscribes to National Geographic and cuts out photos of the places she wants to visit to put in a scrapbook. Need I say more? This girl is obsessed.

History: Nothing very notable has ever happened to Morgan, aside from the births of her twin brothers (and she doesn't consider them important, thank you very much!). Her family lives in a tiny one-street town with farms spreading out around it. The area is very peaceful and Morgan has been exploring it on her own from an early age. Her mother is a pharmacist and her father is a lawyer, which allows the family to live comfortably in a sprawling cottage house.

At the age of 10, Morgan caught the Pokemon bug like everyone else and got her trainer's license. Her parents bought her a Pikachu as a starter but told her that no, she couldn't go out on her own like Ash Ketchum. So Morgan had to be statisfied with just battling her Pikachu, named Delta, against the other school children's Pokemon. Eventually she saved up enough money to buy a Thunder Stone and turn Delta into a Raichu.

When the egg appeared in her bedroom, neither Morgan nor Delta could make anything out of it, but then it hatched into a Charmander and Morgan decided it was a gift from above. No-one else in town had a Charmander. (Morgan doesn't realize its colours are unusual.) Of course she would train it - its evolutions were known to kick ass. Maybe, once she was old enough to leave on her journey, it would go with her. As for the note, Morgan doesn't like the idea of having been recruited for anything, especially by some legendary she's never heard of, so she prefers not to think about it. It's lying underneath a pile of papers in one of her desk drawers.

Pokemon: Charmander

 

[The Jewel of Life]

Lucciola: I leik it. Accepted. ^-^

Blasto King: Sorry, but there can't be another eevee, for that would mean kicking out another pokemon and I chose them all with pride @~@. Also, your character deviates too much from the norm to seem believeable, and in the description there were some wierd typing mistakes and overuse of the suffix 'ish. You are sadly declined. u_u

Rabbit: Yup yup, you are reserved. ^3^ Also, because everyone seems to want it, your character may have one pokemon prior to finding the egg, but the idea is for them to be inexperienced. Also, if you neglect to train the pokemon, Inertigon/Gravigon will bring down his wrath upon you. >:3 Thanks for asking.

 

[Rabbit]

SU finished!

Just one Pokemon? Aww. xD Well, I'll be giving Morgan a third as soon as it's possible.

Are the different characters all going to interact in the plot? Or is each travelling a seperate path? I'm wondering because it won't be easy for Morgan to meet up with Lucciola (or anyone else) unless they happen to live close to each other.

 

[Converge]

Name- Zelle Bishop​

Age- 17​

Gender- Boy​

Appearance-Zelle stands six feet tall, his body is very thin and slender. His hair Darker then black almost, straight, covering his right eye, unless flipped out of the way. Speaking of his eyes, they are a deep blue, so blue it seems you could lose your soul inside them, like they are searching for something. His face is lean, his nose is short, but not stubby like one might think. His mouth is smaller, the right side of his lip pierced twice, and his teeth are a beautiful white. On his lower back, there is scars stretching from left to right.​

As for his clothing? Noone could catch him without his black beanie he wears day in and day out. He also sports a black and purple zip up hoodie that fits small on him. With a usual black shirt underneath. His pants, skinny, black, covered with marker with sayings that resemble him and who he is. His shoes, black slip ons. He wears no socks revealing a tatoo on his right ankle that reads, Believe.​

Personality- Zelle is very cocky, he speaks his mind when he feels the need, but knows when to stay quiet when the time is at hand. Very opinionated, this seems to always back up his cockyness. You more then likely will always hear him singing, due to his natural love for music which only comes second to his love for pokemon. His morals sometimes get in the ways of doing things most deem right. You could nearly never catch him lying, what you hear come from him, is more than likely true.​

History- Zelle's mother died shortly after his birth, but his father raised him well. He lived with his two older sisters, and his older brother. Being the youngest angered him at times, but he knew he had someone to look up to. Especially in his older brother, who had always had been a trainer, and taught him nearly everything he knew about pokemon. The scars on his back are from when he was young, he had been playing out by the local river, when he spotted a pokemon, naturally he ran forward, but in the process tripped and fell. On his way down his luck turned for the worst, he fell upon two rocks and landed in the river. He would have drowned if not for a passerby's Bulbasaur using vinewhip to save him. He was rushed to a doctor, at first, they thought he would be paralyzed but fortunately after time it appeared he would be okay. Since then he had always had the fond attraction of having a Bulbasaur.​

When Zelle found the egg he was wondering through the forest only about 15 minutes of walking from his house. When he stumbled acrossed it he was shocked, but when he picked it up and read the note, his whole world was changed​

Pokemon- Ghastly (male)​

Edited to add more content to the History :D​

 

[Lostworld]

This sounds like fun!​

Name: Elizabeth 'Lizzie' Jordan.​

Age: Twelve.

Gender: Female.

Appearance: Lizzie is of average height and build for a twelve year old girl, with lightly toned skin, indistinguishable freckles, light brown hair that reaches just below her shoulders and green coloured eyes. She wears her hair in a messy bun with a side fringe.

She frequently wears singlet tops in her favourite colour, a dark sea blue, combined with jean shorts cut off above the knee and white lace-up tennis shoes when the weather is fine. On other occasions she wears t-shirts with slogans printed on the front and her favourite black and blue pleated skirt.​

Personality: Lizzie has a shy personality, prefering to stay indoors rather than roam around outside. She lacks confidence in some areas of her life. She does react well to situations filled with violence and/or conflict, remaining calm and willingly able to assist anyone.

Lizzie hated the idea of Pokemon training before the egg arrived in her bedroom. She detested the so called 'violence' associated with battling Pokemon.​

Although others may not see it, Lizzie admires the brave, outgoing and friendly, wishing to change her personality but not realizing she can be all of those things if she really wants to be.​

The only person to call her by her full name is her mother, everyone else knows to call her Lizzie.​

History: Lizzie's childhood up to this point held nothing out of the ordinary. She went to school, did her chores and dreamt and wished that her life was something else. The only remotely interesting events that occured were her father leaving and the egg appearing in her bedroom.

Lizzie was very worried that her obsessed Pokemon-hating mother would find the egg, for the consequences for having the egg in her posession were intense, she knew that. So the egg was hidden at the bottom of her closet for a week before Lizzie's newfound curiosity overcame her and she then proceeded to keep the egg warm and close to her as much as she could, wondering if the egg would ever hatch.​

She told herself that once it did, she would give the Pokemon away to one of the kids at school. She never dared to even think about doing that once the egg did hatch, the baby Pokemon holding the note from Inertigon in her mouth.​

Pokemon: Poochyena.

 

[The Jewel of Life]

Rabbit: Sorry to keep you waiting. Accepted.

Converge: Your grammar needs a bit more work... just be sure to edit your posts. You had a lot of typos. Oh, and don't think your special 'cause I'm letting you get away with that. Accepted. Oh yeah, it was a tinsy bit short too, but I'm in a good mood today.

Breezy: Nicely done, 'nuff said. Accepted.

 

[Windchaser54321]

Hey! This is a nice-looking RP- creative and the players write well, too. Mind if I reserve Zubat for right now? I think I can get an SU up by tomorrow...

Edit: Never mind, I finished...

Name- Nathan Sylvester

Age- 15

Gender- Male

Appearance- Nathan can only be described as "stick-like". Already at some six and a half feet in his mid-teens, his height is countered by his skinny frame. His arms dangle, and he walks with long strides because of his long legs. He stands extremely straight, further exemplifying his height. His dark brown, approaching black, hair is shaved into a kind of military buzz cut before it grows out into a shaggy and unruly mop-top. His ears are rather large, fanning out like those of elephants, while his eyes, too, are large and spherical. Despite this, he has poor vision and wears glasses a bit too small for him that nestle at the edge of his nose rather like an old man's spectacles. His height invokes intimidation- his face is almost comical, which combined creates a rather awkward and unbalanced appearance.

For Nathan, there are only two temperatures- hot and cold. If it is hot, then he will wear a light-colored T-shirt and maybe khaki jeans. If it is cold, then he will wear a long-sleeved, dark polo shirt, sweats, and probably a pseudo-ski jacket of some sort.

Personality- Nathan has an extremely active subconscious- everything he experiences comes with a mental soundtrack, and his indecisive conscious mind is always being swayed by arguing subconscious "voices". At no point in time does Nathan ever stop thinking, though- he observes, regards, and notes everything he sees (or doesn't). He notices the small things, and the unusual little details that many people don't even realize exist. However, this doesn't mean he is an extremely random and spontaneous person- he is shy, quiet, and has a rather low self-esteem, always doubting what thoughts come to mind and even his own sanity at times. His ever-thinking mind does not mean he is intelligent or some kind of super-genius; many people regard him as slow, while others think of him as thorough. Nathan is one of the many, but this proves to be more of a benefit than a liability, as he is constantly trying to improve just about everything about himself to not be dead weight on others.

History- Living an ordinary life in an ordinary suburban town, nothing special ever really happened to Nathan. That, unfortunately, is a literal statement- he has never won any kind of special award, or been to a big event, or has done anything special. He has a grand total of about three close friends, and his life follows a monotonous, dull pattern that includes several hours of solitude at home, due to the fact that both his parents work late hours and he is an only child. His family is not rich, but they are far from dirt poor- rather, they are "well-off", but with tasking hours that leaves little energy for family time. Instead, Nathan has learned to entertain himself, talking to the little imaginary voices in his head or trying to find the insignificant little details in his surroundings that the human mind tends to skim. This is basically what it is like for him every day. Every day.
The one exception is not a happy one- when he was seven, a fire in a classroom at school trapped him- he didn't suffer much physically, though. Fire men pulled him out before any real physical damage was done, but he has since been terribly afraid of fire and has slightly impaired vision because of the smoke. The only real change was that he had subconsciously decided to become better, having been completely helpless and hating it.
Then the second, and so far most recent, event occurred- an egg, from nowhere, appeared in his room. He had never actually owned a Pokemon, and when he picked up the egg to inspect it, it cracked open to reveal the Zubat and the note. At first, he thought it was a prank- what kind of legendary Pokemon would recruit him, a nobody with no special talents, to fight in a battle of certainly epic proportions? But, then again, no one would bother pranking him and the house had state of the art security, so how would they get in in the first place? Still, the odds of someone pranking him were much greater than that of a legendary Pokemon capable of controlling the laws of physics calling him, so he tucked the note away and made a makeshift nest for the apparently abandoned (he supposed it was because of its strange coloration) Zubat in his closet, unsure what to do with it...


Pokemon- Zubat[FONT=&quot]
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[Musician of Literature]

Hello, Jewel of Life. I like science, and I like your RP plot.

Name- Chauncy Bluntwood​

Age- 13​

Gender- Boy ​

Appearance- Bluntwood is largely overweight and short. His tan body stretches as widely as a medium sized door. His hair is black, cut short at the top of the head, but stretches down like a palm tree to the top of his back. Thick eyebrows give him a menacing look. His eyes, being thick, tiny, and elliptical, give him a really scary look. The mouth, tiny but intense, gives him a really serious look. Without his shirt or pants on, it is scary to look at Chauncy. He is so flabby and his stomach sticks out at you, like a cloud in a blue sky. His legs look like two trees stuck together. They are flabby like his upper body. ​

Chauncy has only two items in his closet. A dirty brown shirt and really worn out jeans are what he wears. The large kid doesn't think too much about his appearance. To protect his feet, Bluntwood wears brown shoes. On cold days, his jacket is black, dirty, and bulky. Sometimes, he wears a red baseball cap.​

Personality- Chauncy just looks mean. He looks like your stereotypical bully, just with a little excess poundage upon his body. He looks like the guy who'd pick fights. Actually, he's a bit different from the stereotype.​

He is a very casual teen. A bit too casual. He takes a casual tone to everything in his life. School, homework, sports, whatever it may be, he just thinks, I'll get to it. I have all sorts of time to spare. I'll do this stuff when I'm an adult. As a result, he seems to have a negative attitude. ​

But, he has a very positive attitude. Chancy is a very optomistic. He says that, "Ohh, my life rocks. I may be overweight, but I can still succeed at life." He never really does anything to succeed.

An upside to Chauncy is his patience. Chauncy is very patient with everyone. He rarely gets angry. Other people do get very angry at him, but this guy doesn't really care. He remains casual and calm, even in really bad situations.
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History- Chauncy was from a successful athletic family (then why the heck is he so large?). Born 13 years ago under a third quarter moon inside a hospital in Celadon City, he was originally really successful. He was great and athletic, being trained by his parents since he could walk. Then, Maria Bluntwood came along when Chauncy turned 6. The attention of Chauncy's parents was turned away from him to Maria and the emotion of jealousy took over. He tried to stop Maria from training and getting attention, in both physical and mental ways. Sometimes, it got violent. It was like an extreme version of sibling rivalry. After a while, Chauncy's parents just got mad at him. They sent him outside and away from them for the night, or when they were less mad, to his room. This is what started his downfall. Chauncy became more rebellious, casual, and less successful.

Now, at thirteen. He sits in his room, introspecting himself. "I was so successful when I was young? Why did that die? I need to change," he said sadly. He then got up, walked to his closet to get his jacket so he could exercise, and discovered an egg. He touched it, and it hatched. A gold Minun with black marks came out. Along with it, a note showed.


Dear Human,

My name is Gravigon/, the mighty legendary pokemon of gravity/. This hatchling is a very powerful and odd pokemon that I have altered to be like myself. I expect you to train it, and when you are ready I plan to wage war against my enemy, Inertigon/Gravigon. There is no escape and nowhere to hide. You have become involved in one of the largest fights of the legends, and you will fight till you die, or my enemy does. Good luck.​

The almighty,
Gravigon

"OK, oh my gosh! This is going to be the way that I can show the world what I can do. A 215 pound 13 year old, in war with a legendary," he thought to himself. Out loud, he shouted, "Thank you, Gravigon, for this great opportunity!" But, he wondered, "Why did he choose me? Well, I'm involved. Time to change my life!" He grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.
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[The Jewel of Life]

Windchaser(a bunch of numbers): Yes, he really was chosen by a legendary to fight in an epic war of awesomnitude XD. You are offcially accepted.

Infinate Meditaion: Great work with the SU, and thanks for getting it finished. You get to be accepted now!


Any hey everyone! I'm going to start this as soon as I. M. finishes his SU, but for now, I think my character needs to come in.

Name- Molly H. Gardiven​

Age- 16​

Gender- Female​

Appearance- Molly is short for her age, very short. She stands at almost exactly five feet, and is considered quite thin weighing in at only eighty-nine pounds. Her hair is a pale, mint green with pink tipped bangs, giving her a pastel color scheme which she continues with her choice of clothes. But getting back to physical features, Molly has large, blue eyes with thin, pale eyelashes and a small mouth. Numerous freckles dot her dainty face and are widespread on her tiny nose. As for the rest of her body, Molly could easily be mistaken for a twelve-year-old. For her, puberty started much too late and as a result she has little feminine development, especially by the standerds of a sixteen-year-old like herself.​

On the subject of clothes again, Molly likes to continue her pasteliness by wearing pale blue or purple t-shirts, usually with some design on them. When it is cold out, Molly chooses to put on her favorite white jacket with an absol-fur hood. Because the rest of her coloring is light, Molly wears pale colored jeans rather than dark ones and a pair of white tennis shoes. Unfortunately, these shoes have very little traction and as a result she slips a lot.​

Personality- Molly is the shy, quiet type. She prefers to keep to herself and doesn't really have that many friends, but Molly is okay with that. In her opinion, it is completely normal to be a lone-wolf. When she is spoken to, Molly tries to think carefully before speaking, and may have an annoyed tone to her voice because of the fact that Molly has an antisocial personality. However, all this doesn't make her unpleasent or awkward. At times, Molly can be very pleasent and intelligent person to talk to, for she is not always solitary and will take the time to chat if she sees the moment fitting. All this coupled with her ultrayoung appearance makes Molly the kind of girl that boys don't seem to take intrest in.​

History- Molly was born and raised in a rich family, but rich doesn't alway mean spoiled, or strict. Her parents were none of the above, in fact, they were completely normal- the didn't give Molly everything she wanted, but they didn't deprive her of everything and leave her to memorize proper manners and other such things that stereotypical rich people know. Instead, Molly had a balanced life with her two brothers, Thomas (older) and Marvin (younger). Life continued at a steady pace with the most actionous events being things such as going to fairs or on vactaions, until it arrived. 'It' was the odd pokemon egg that Molly found at the foot of her bed one morning. Prior to that, the only pokemon she had known were the classic rich-person arcanine and persian owned by her father and mother respectively. When the egg hatched, a plump, happy, yet somewhat odd-looking snover emerged holding a note. Molly was appaled when she read what the parchment had to say, and wanted to deny that anything like that could ever happen to her. Immediately afterward Molly threw away the note and sat with her head in her hands, wondering what to do.​

Pokemon- Snover​

 

[Quicksand.]

mmm, why not?
i hope you dont mind if i reserve oddish?(:

EDIT: here it is. :D


Name: Dominik Luther Ambrose Grey.

Age: Barely turned fifteen.

Gender: He is a he. It will be interesting to rp a bisexual, if you don't mind.(:

Appearance: At first glance, one might notice how imperfectly perfect Dominiks hair is. His medium-length, loose, tousled curls that intertwine every shade of brown definitely qualify him as a looker. How it parts to the left to reveal his curious, pale green eyes will make you take a second look. And don't forget about his skin tone. Most gossip about how he got a spray tan, but he worked hard to get that luminous bronze. Standing at five foot and six inches, this beginning trainer wears black, thick-rimmed glasses and has a mouth full of metal.
As for clothes, he enjoys wearing tightly-fitted denim capris, usually with a seafoam polo. He sports a pair of baby blue and seafoam jordans to match his shirt, and a baby blue bracelet on his left hand. When its extra cold, he throws on a fitted pale orange hoodie to change it up a bit.

Personality: You might think Dominik would be a little cocky. That is because he is. But only rarely, when his self-esteem has risen for whatever reason. Usually, he stays very quiet around people he doesn't know. With his friends, he wears a goofy smile warm enough to melt snow.
While having a soft side, his emotions can turn upside-down in a flash. The littlest things can set him off. People tend to call him a [enter censored word here.] because he will complain and whine until he gets what he wants. He is also slightly greedy. Growing up and getting almost all his desires, Dominik has grown to accept nothing but the best.

History: Growing up as the oldest of his two younger brothers, Dominik never really was able to express himself freely. Always having to confide to what his parents saw 'appropriate for the boys', he never really has 'came out'.
In his younger life, nothing special really happened. Relaxing and swimming came naturally when you grow up next to a beach. He has had his tan and swimmers build since he was thirteen, and the money since birth. Always getting what he wanted caused an almost too relaxed state of mind.
At twelve, his dad lost his job for unknown reasons, leaving his mother to pay all of the bills. She has since become unattached to Dominik, even though his dad now works.
Just days ago, upon waking up, a strange egg was laying in the middle of his room. He woke up, and out of curiosity, he reached out to touch it. Instantly hatching, out came an odd-colored Oddish with a note attached to it.
After reading it, he was slightly confused. He had never really thought he would communicate with a legendary pokemon, let alone go on his own pokemon journey. Walking swiftly with the Oddish within his hoodie, he reached the nearest pokemart, and purchased a single pokeball for her.

Pokemon: Yum. Oddish. :D

 

[Pheonix987]

Can you reserve Plusle for me, please? SU should be in tomorrow or the next day.

-Pheonix987

EDIT: OK, I'm done. Prepare for the longest history EVER. :O

Name- Selena Wiseberg​

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Age- 13​

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Gender- Girl ​

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Appearance- Selena is a pretty good athlete, with energetic limbs, sharp eyes and good reflexes. Selena is very slim for her age. She is slightly tanned, with only a tinge of brown on her. She has shoulder-length jet black hair and bangs, which she ties into a downwards ponytail. Selena leaves a thin, braided blue-highlighted strand of hair go down. Her eyes are emerald green, with small pupils, and she has freckles. Her height is 5"9 and her weight is 39kg. ​

Selena is usually seen with an orange and black-striped turtleneck that she ripped off the sleeves from, short, dark blue jeans that has a stitched picture of Ken (her first pokemon) and a cap with a baby blue pokeball in the middle. The stitch of Ken was made by Selena's mother when Selena got Ken, as congratulations. Her running shoes are white with a dash of red, and she wears clean, white socks. Selena wears her cap backwards, all the time. She puts on small, red pokeball earrings on her sometimes. She wears a black, fingerless glove on her right hand.

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Personality- Selena is a very laid-back and carefree person. She is very kind to other people, and she buys points from them by humor and wits. She is somehow clumsy, though, and she screws up most of the time, though they usually turn alright in the end. She seems to be happy-go-lucky and careless, but underneath she is very intelligent and logical. During a battle or a Contest, she never rushes ahead and tries to think at least 3 steps ahead. She is powerful when determined, but most people take her for granted. She usually likes to bring down the guard of her opponent at first, then strike quick and hard. Selena has many dark secrets, too, but she refuses to give them out, even to her parents or her friends. Selena is also very proud, considering every defeat as an invitation for a rematch. She is very, VERY optimistic, and is pretty rebellious​

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Selena is a huge pokemon lover, and she is absolutely devoted to her pokemon. She takes good care of them, and always puts her pokemon's life before her. She knows the limits of her pokemon, and trains them so her pokemon gets a good, healthy exercise that doesn't overwork them, but gets them to be stronger and in shape. She hardly ever scolds them or treats them badly, since the pokemon work hard to be in shape, and she always is friendly and nice to her pokemon. She is really proud of big accomplishments won by her pokemon, and she likes to show her prize pokemon off. She is absolutely against the idea to trade her pokemon, even if the odds are against the other person. Selena is a black belt in karate.
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History- Selena was a normal kid, who was born in a small house just on the outskirts of Twinleaf Town. When Selena was born, her mother died during her labor. The last thing the mother said before she died was to name the baby Selena. When the doctors checked the baby's health, they found out that she had a brain tumor. Her father, who was evidently sad that his wife had died, asked to cure his daughter, even if he had to wring out every penny from his wallet for the payment for the surgery. The doctors said that there was a fifty percent chance of this failing the surgery, and an even higher chance that the baby will die while the surgery was taking place. The father thought for a moment. After, he stated that he would take the chance. The doctors worked on the baby right away. The surgery took three days, and every day, the baby's father grew more and more anxious. On the third day of the surgery, the doctors had the baby safe and sound, sleeping in complete peace. The doctors said that the surgery was complete, and the baby would be safe and sound. Overjoyed but depressed, her father took Selena to his home. ​

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There, Selena learned about pokemon and Trainers, and learned about types and battles from her dad. She always asked for a pokemon to be a Trainer and win the Pokemon League. Her father said that she has to wait until she was at least 10 to be qualified for the Pokemon League. He suggested that she should hone her knowledge about pokemon first, until she was ten years old. So that is what Selena did. Her father taught her about the species of pokemon and their attacks, and Selena absorbed every single detail. She loved the stories about pokemon and their habitats. This continued until she was eight years old.​

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One morning, the apartment was set on fire. Selena and her father barely managed to escape from the burning building. The two rented a small room in a remote apartment until they bought a house. Not long after, Selena's father married a woman. Selena's new stepmother was gentle, caring and over-protective. She didn't want Selena to be a Trainer and go off on a dangerous journey. The father opposed that, saying that Selena has the freedom to be a Trainer. The two squabbled for a long time, and finally, the mother consented. They sent Selena to a Trainer's School, where she learned even more about pokemon and Trainers. There, she also learned about Breeders and Coordinators. Selena was fascinated about the Coordinators, and decided to be both a Trainer and a Coordinator. When she got home, she presented the idea to her parents, and they thought that it was a very good idea. Soon after that, a telegram came, saying that Selena's grandfather was dead. After the funeral, Selena got Ken, her grandfather's old pokemon.​

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When she was nine, Selena was already strong enough to overcome most rookie Trainers and some medium-leveled Trainers. She was happy that she could finally start her journey for the Hoenn League and the Grand Festival. ​

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Sadly, disaster was just around the corner. ​

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On her tenth birthday, Selena invited her friends to a bowling party, for celebration. While about to roll the ball, Selena lost her balance and let go of the ball, which dropped squarely on Selena's ankle. Her friends quickly called an ambulance, which rushed over and carried Selena to the hospital. The frightened parents rushed over to the hospital and heard the shocking news; Selena can't walk for a few years. Selena cried when she heard this, hateful at the bowling ball for delaying her journey across the world.​

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Three years went by.​

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Finally, the day had come. The day when she could get up on her legs and walk away from that dreadful hospital. Selena woke up, feeling happier than she had felt ever before. She walked, and noticing an egg beside the bed, bent over to pick it up. As soon as she touched it, the egg hatched, and a Plusle appeared, looking a bit different than a normal one. This one had a much more different color.

"Hey, maybe that's a Shiny pokemon!" Selena thought. She noticed a note beside the egg. Selena bent over and picked it up. It said:

Dear Human,
My name is Inertigon, the mighty legendary pokemon of inertia. This hatchling is a very powerful and odd pokemon that I have altered to be like myself. I expect you to train it, and when you are ready I plan to wage war against my enemy, Gravigon. There is no escape and nowhere to hide. You have become involved in one of the largest fights of the legends, and you will fight till you die, or my enemy does. Good luck.​

The almighty,
Inertigon​

Selena stared at the note, reading it several times over. "This is so weird…" Selena paused and thought. "I've never heard of a pokemon named Inertigon…is that some kind of new legendary pokemon? I should know all of the Legendaries in all four regions…hmm…" "Okay, then, I choose to believe in this pokemon. Sure, it might be a prank…but it sounds fun! Besides, nobody would give me an egg just for a practical joke…" Selena studied the Plusle. It looked pretty jolly and happy, much like her. Selena sent out Ken. "Plusle, this is Ken…Ken, um…maybe I should come up with a name before I introduce you guys…scratch what I said." The two pokemon looked at Selena curiously. Selena suddenly turned around, startling Plusle and Ken. "Okay, Plusle, from now on, your name will be Intia!" Intia squealed in excitement. "Okay, Ken, Intia. Intia, Ken. Let's all be friends!" Selena and her pokemon shouted in excitement. What a great way to start her journey!

Pokemon- "Intia" (Female) Plusle
It is purple with dark markings in the place of red ones. Plusle is hatched knowing helping hand and flash.

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"Ken" (Male) Kirlia​

It looks like any normal Kirlia, except for a small scratch on its right horn. Knows Psywave, Calm Mind, Confuse Ray and Reflect.​

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OOC: Intia comes from Inertigon, if you haven't guessed.

 

[The Jewel of Life]

Quicksand: Great sign-up. I like it. Good job. Need I say more? Accepted.

Pheonix987: Okay then, you are reserved. Yeah... I'm being lazy with my responses today.

Now, the roleplay can start. Hooray for me not being lazy anymore. [/sleepy and unenthusiastic voice]

IC:
Molly heaved out a sigh as she sat on her bed staring at the messenger who had brought news that she was drafted into a legendary's army. Said messenger was a mysterious purple snover who had hatched only moments before. "Oh little snover, what am I supposed to do?"

"Snooo? Snover snow snow."

"Okay, I have no idea what you just said, but I have and idea at least. I could tell my mom that I found you and want to go on a pokemon journey, maybe I can do some battles and capture other pokemon along the way, and if this 'Inertigon' really exists, maybe he will show himself."

"Snover snow!"

Molly shot a confused look at her pokemon. "You didn't understand any of that did you. Oh well, at least you are supportive. Come on, we need to talk to my mother." Molly grabbed the oddly-shaped hand of her snover and walked him out of her large, elegant, room and down the hallway to her parents' room. This particular hallway looked over the main entranceway and had a grand staircase leading down from the middle. A huge crystal chandelier hung over the staircase and reflected a thousand spots of light over the room. But Molly didn't stop to gawk; this was her house and teenage girl wanted nothing more than to reach the master bedroom at the center of the hall. Finally, Molly reached her destination and took a deep breath before placing her free hand on the doorknob and pulling it open. Once inside, Molly's mother noticed her arrival and turned to look.

"Oh my, Molly dear, where did you get that strange pokemon?"

As the snover stepped up beside her Molly shifted with unease and carefully thought out her response before talking. "I-I found this snover outside, and I wanted to keep him because he was very beautiful, as you can see. Then I started thinking and... well this is kind of sudden but I want to go on a pokemon journey!"

A look of shock crossed onto Molly's mother's face. "You really mean it? When you were ten I told you I could get you a pokemon, but you refused. Are you sure you want to do this now?"

"Yes, I'm sure, I'll be heading out right away. I don't think I want to be doing any gym battles... but contests seem very fun. And my snover's neat colors will get me tons of fame I'm sure of it. So... I guess this is goodbye." Molly shrugged and looked hopefully at her mother.

"Oh no you don't! Not without a backpack and some kind of sleeping bag in case you have to camp out, and some money and food of course. Come over here, you can have my old bag." Excitedly, Molly hurried over with the snover following close behind. Molly's mom opened up a large cabinet filled with many fascinating old things, but the one she pulled out was a was a small and stylish white backpack with a periwinkle pokeball design on the back. She handed it to Molly, and curiously the new trainer looked in the main pocket to find a lightweight, tan sleeping bag and a few potions that her mother had never taken out. Molly looked up at her mom with shining eyes.

"Wow! Thanks so much! I-I can't believe it!"

"Okay sweetie. Now take this too; you will need money for shopping at pokemarts and buying food while in town." Gratefully, Molly took the simple wallet that her mother had pulled out and checked to find out that there were one thousand dollars inside.

"All this? For me? Seriously, thanks. I'll be sure to stop in the next town... uh... Jubilife, to get some food with this. But now, I want to go be a pokemon co-ordinater. Goodbye Mom!" Molly was already out the door and rushing down the stairs when her mother shouted 'goodbye' back. Pausing to let her snover catch up, Molly opened the front door and took a step out into the warm Sandgem air. After taking a deep breath, Molly began to walk toward the route that would take her to Jubilife. A contest was supposed to be held there soon, a perfect chance to start off her career... and to train this snover for 'Inertigon'.

"Okay snover, your training begins today. I don't think you need a pokeball; you can just follow me around." Molly thought for a second before continuing. "But, I hate calling you just snover, so I hereby dub thee as Prince Frostbite!"

"Sno-snover!" The newly named 'Prince Frostbite' held his head high like a real prince and walked with his now giggling trainer out into the world outside the city.

((OOC: In the next post I make, I will add some stuff from the point of view of Gravigon/Inertigon, so look foreward to it. Oh, and Happy RPing!))

 

[perfectmonster]

If there is still time to join, can I reserve Finneon? My SU will be up ASAP!!!

Edit: It's done! This is my first SU, so don't be too harsh :D

Name- Leonardo Shiva (Or 'Leo' for short)

Age- 13

Gender- Male

Appearance- Leo is shaped like an average 13yo teen. He is 5"2, weighs 125 pounds and has skinny arms and legs. His eyes are a dark hazel colour which fits in very well with his tanned skin. At 9 years of age, Leo had a run in with a Smeargle, who, in a panic, painted his spiky hair different shades of blue. Leo decided he liked the look, and has kept his originally blonde hair in the same blue coloured fashion ever since. Leo has a birthmark, a large splotch on the side of his temple.
Leo isn't big on fashion, so he buys simple clothes with no brands, and doesn't particularly like wearing caps or sunglasses. His favourite set are his dark blue jeans, a plain white t-shirt which he trades for an identical white skivee when it gets cold, and a green shaded sleeveless denim jacket.


Personality- Leo is pretty quiet, but far from shy. He only speaks to his close friends, and many other people would consider him cold hearted. But this is not the case. His family is the most important thing to him in the world and he is always laughing and happy around them. He is a perfectionist, always unhappy when things are out of order or don't go his way.
He lacks confidence in things that he has never tried, which makes it a challenge for him to start a new hobby or go to a new place. Often he becomes very passionate about things after breaking that barrier. His favourite thing to do which he overcame is play baseball. He is the star pitcher of his team and has excellent eye-hand coordination.
Leo hates bullies, and is always standing up for little kids or Pokemon. Because of this he gets beat up a lot, and is always getting into fights.


History- Leo was born in Lavender town in the Hospital as a second child. He was raised as a normal kid, with a few friend's and a pet Nidoran to play with. His parent's always expected the best out of him, helping him at every oppertunity. His big brother Sheldon, who was 21 when he found the egg, was also his best friend. He occasionly got into trouble, like giving the class pet Poochyena a baad haircut with scizzors in Preschool. Nothing too special went on in the first years.
When he was 7, Leo gained his own personal phobia. One day when he was playing at the beach with Sheldon, he was attacked by a Krabby. Sheldon called on his Pikachu to fight back. It used Thunderbolt, but it missed and hit Leo instead. He has been scared of lightning and electric pokemon ever since.
The problems started at 13. His brother left on a journy around the Kanto region, and left Leo alone. He grew lonely and got an attitude. He was constantly fighting with his parents, even though he loved them. Then one day after school, he came home to find that his brother was dead. There had been a cave in at diglett's cave and he had been crushed underneath it. Leo was shattered. The attitude vanished and he grew extremely quiet, talking to nobody at all. Sheldon had left him his one trusted pokemon, his Farfetch'd. Leo kept it with him everywhere he went. Then one day he was at the Pokemon Tower, where he was visiting his brother's grave. To his suprise, resting on the memorial was an egg. He curiously touched it and it hatched, leaving him with a special friend and a life changing note. At that moment, he made a promise to his brother that he would fight for him, and silently left.


Pokemon- Gravigon's Finneon, Farfetch'd

 

[Quicksand.]

omgzerz. i totally fergot about this.
is this still running?