[PKMN OPEN] Pokémon Odyssey: Search For Cresselia (OOC + SU)

Snype's ready to lead the thieves onward! I'd like a reservation :p

Name: Snype
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Species: Sableye
Faction: Thieves (Leader)
Appearance: Nothing much has changed with Snype in the past 30 years. Sableye can live for several hundred years. He looks as if he had never changed since his fight with Darkari. His fur is still fairly ruffled and he is also taller then the average Sableye. When traveling, he has a backpack with several little tools made to defend himself in battle. Such as a Destiny Knot, to make methods such as attract backfire, and several berries to cure injuries. Frankly, he's well prepared for most situations.

Snype also has a small hood that can also work as a makeshift scarf when taken off. Not to hide his identity or anything crazy like that but hey its useful for a rainy day right?

Personality: During the last war, he was known to be a real menace among the silver tribe, having joined voluntarily to get back at the Gold Tribe. A real monster. Since then however, he's become a bit more tame after almost being betrayed by the Silver Tribe. Snype has since then developed to be more of a proper leader, and developing to be a bonafide strategist for the thieves. When he has free time though, he does like to let his old instincts kick in and pull some pranks on his fellow thieves. It came with being a Sableye after all!

Other then that, he's uncomfortably cheery, always giving off that big toothy grin even in a serious conversation. His tone of voice comes off as if he really doesn't care what discussions are taking place but he's really just trying to keep a positive attitude the whole way through unless of course, the situation is drastic.

History: Snype's history before his time in the silver tribe is fairly vague. The most notable thing he's remembered for is his involvement in the death of the previous leader of the thieves and his betrayal. Thanks to Snype's direction, the Silver Tribe was able to take out many of the thieves within the forest while Snype in return, received a spot in the silver tribe. He'd soon discover that he was simply being used and to this day, regrets his decisions. However, despite all of these events, Snype had aimed to make emends for his past actions by reviving the thieves, restoring their base within Eden Forest, and making them stronger then ever thanks to his clever little mind.

Many of the veteran thieves still are weary of Snype for his past history, but even then, he has proven to have become an effective leader the past 30 years, even going as far as expanding their hideouts far beyond Eden Forest and into other countries , while still remaining true to the thieves customs, minus the renegade part. This process took the thieves several long year to achieve, but with this, the group would have tabs just about everywhere. Their presence is especially strong near the two branches of the Gold Tribe in Valkaria and Beatruce.

This wasn't just for petty crimes. Weither Snype wanted to or not, the thieves would act as a failsafe. Incase a repeat of the Silver Tribe were to befall the region. Snype would remember the conversation perfectly thirty years ago. A task requested of the thieves by Hanso Sharpeye himself.

"I do have something to ask. Prob'ly more to confirm it in my mind than anything else. If you were paying attention, you would've seen how some of the Gold Tribe had been slowly falling away from the values they're supposed to uphold. I'm sure the Gold Tribe is going to be the best it can be now..."

"If they don't, though...if the Gold Tribe somehow ends up trying to take over, the way the Silver Tribe did...will the Thieves keep them in check?"

While reluctant at first to get involved, Snype knew the dangerous possibility of a second silver tribe incident. They were the ones that nearly tore appart the thieves as is. Snype had since then taken every sort of precaution to make sure that even in dire circumstances, the thieves would not be torn apart so easily. Even if Snype were to fall in battle, the many organizations around the country would still be able to keep the thieves lively and strong.

With the expansion, Snype has set up a series of messengers throughout the region. Conveniently, these messengers are Ninjasks, tasked with sending messages and tasks to the many different branches of thieves throughout the world. Moreso focused on Valkyrie at the moment. Their job is to provide the thieves updates on what's going on in the world, who's rising to Power, and activities that may threaten the thieves exsistance. With their speed, the messengers have managed to keep their selves discreet among the other organizations and since they have no need to use Psychic Powers to get around the world, they've remained hidden among the network when delivering these messages.

Their expansion however, has been kept secret. Their presence in Valkaria has become stronger with the task of petty crimes to make their living, keep the gold tribe on their toes, taking out the Dark One's minions, and overall make sure none of the factions throughout the region becomes another Silver Tribe. If history does repeat itself, the thieves are prepared to take action to defend themselves from further threats.

Moveset: Foul Play, Shadow Sneak, Detect, Flash, Recover, Will-o-Wisp

RP Sample: (From Pokemon Trainer Academy. Joint Post with Griger

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Name: Lance

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Title: Ventus (Means wind in Japanese)

Species: Hawlucha

Faction: Gold Tribe (Valkaria)


Personality:

At first Lance was childish, never wanting friends, and always roaming off both in his imagination, and in the real world, With an unsatisfying curiosity Lance skipped school most of the time looking around each and every corner, wondering if something amazing could be found, a treasure, or something that would just catch his eye.


That didn't change when he grew up, he still looked for freedom and adventure, and when he turned 19 and started his adventure, they say age comes with maturity, and that might be true with Lance having 10 years to mature while traveling all as many countries as he could and growing more confident. (Mind you still somewhat childish), however when he turned 31, a tragic event happened at that point made his behavior a lot less free caring, and more depressed.


He lost the love of his life Ruby, she died trying to protect someone and was killed because of it. (look in history for more detail) when he was 29 he felt home sick, and when he came back that's when he met her, and when he lost her he felt heartbroken and felt like that for a whole year, finally when he got tired of it. He wanted to get rid of the feeling, and with all the ideas he could come up with the best of them was revenge.


He joined the Gold Tribe (Lied about his reason for joining), and at first while he was there he was felt nervous. That he didn't belong, someone who lied their way in to simply get stronger to kill someone, he felt terrible at first but after a while he enjoyed his time there, and grew more humble, and no longer remembered for his revenge.


Today Lance's attitude is probably quite polite, at first he kept to himself, and still somewhat does, but he tries his hardest to converse. Now Lance isn't entirely shy, he will sometimes speak up, but not often the last thing he wants is a quarrel. When it comes to trying to make friends, that isn't Lance's strength as he never even made friends as a kid, he isn't a selfish character, and will try to be fair to others' and he succeeds well in so.


Lance does have a few flaws in him, he prefers to do things by himself, that or he will let someone else do it alone, as long as he can have enough space for himself. If he ever is partnered that would be a problem for him as he doesn't like working together. He is fine being around mon for a little while but there is a limit Lance prefers to set. Lance also doesn't like be given anything from anyone else unless they have a good reason.


Lance also may have matured a lot but some of the child is in him where if he is insulted, he isn't very good at ignoring it, he can try but it doesn't work all the time, he usually know if he is being insulted or if someone is just mad though, but when he knows, he always decides to prove them wrong, for whatever the insult is.


Lance also has a competitive spirit, not to everything but even if he isn't a master at something (or he knows nothing about it) he still will accept any kind of challenge, which is a bit of a weak point, and if Lance happens to win at the challenge he usually gets to proud in himself, but he doesn't show unless it's right after the challenge is done, where Lance will probably boast a little. (that's when he doesn't show his polite) When other mon who know Lance (as a calm mon) see this, they are usually surprised.


Lance's nature (if we are going pokemon style) is probably, Calm in terms of staying calm around everyone, or at least he tries, timid when it comes to socializing, and yet bold, because when he is challenged he usually won't put them down (especially when trash talked).



History: As a young Hawlucha growing up in Valkaria, Lance was somewhat mischievous, getting in and out of trouble, disobeying his parents and always wanting to go out late at night, or going to places his parents said where too far away for you to walk. They always told him not to go far, never understanding the child, and why he didn't listen. Though the reason he did disobey is because he wanted more freedom, doing whatever in the world he wished to do, and see what was out in the grand world, to satisfy his curiousness, to find an adventure.

While growing up he never changed, still acting childish. He would skip school to find an adventure, he never even made to many good friends (hard to make friends when you keep getting them in and out of trouble).

Finally his parents gave up and decided to home school Lance, he still disobeyed his parents, but eventually they got through to him and were able to teach him. However that still didn't stop him from fleeing the house now and then, looking for his adventure he wanted to fulfill, finally at the age of 19, he was allowed to leave his home.

He started his journey in the closest country, (Valkaria, because he lived there) However his attempt on the first day was greatly disappointing, what was the disappointment, well to him everything, he expected to get a little more of a urge of joy, and there was nothing that shot interested in him, yet as a kid, he was excited for anything, sometimes he was excited for silly things like a golden on land where there is no ocean for miles, (actually that isn't silly, how did that fish even get there in the first place was a mystery, but he was looking for something a lot bigger than that).


Now that he was an adult he was hoping to find more rare things, like a plant (Which was the first thing to pop in his head but he wasn't much for plants). Anything that was a rare sight or just something he wanted to see would be good enough, but a question popped up in his mind, how would he even know what he could find would be rare? (derp)


Once he realized this he noticed he might haft to do research, though he hated it he would hate even more to see his whole dream fall. He also understood he would need to make goals for himself to give him a challenge, (and what he noticed, he needed more of a reason for travel).



Soon enough he started that research taking his precious time (as he thought of it) to read books, after some time though he actually got interested in some of the phenomenon's that existed.



He also understood he would need to do some work, to get money for supplies, and for as well a living involved with travelling (Basically Lance started out as an adult with a mind of a teen realizing life is hard). It took quite a length of work, but he eventually gathered enough to really start his journey, with a few jobs to do with delivery while adventuring.

For 10 years (with the help of the SEC Network point) he finally traveled all over, to Anatellia, Beatruce, Valkaria and even some of the unclaimed lands. He may have had a multitude of great adventures, but sometimes his journeys were torture, experiencing all around the land he learned of the many unique differences from them, (and which ones to stay away from…Karn) and he nearly died of hunger multiple times, and from his time of traveling he learned to mature and became more humble.


After a long time of traveling, Lance become for once in his life home sick, something he was surprised from, but why not he thought. On the trip home Lance found another surprise, one that would completely change his life… he fell in love by a pokemon that caught his eye, a Hawlucha named Ruby.

He was again astonished, he never expected anyone to be more important than his sense of adventure besides his family. Never the less he began a relationship with the other Hawlucha he fell in love with.

2 years later, of staying home in Valkaria, Lance was going to ask Ruby to be with him forever, but an unexpected event happened. He never knew all the details, but she died trying to prevent a kidnap, and she failed in her attempts and died, the mon that was kidnapped was from a rich family, how she was in the same nonpublic area as the killer was unknown. Lance heard of this from a detective who came unexpectedly to his door. He asked who had done this, and the detective told him it was most likely a criminal of the Thieves Forest, not much else was known as it wasn't in a public area.

He was forever traumatized by this event, after a few weeks of healing himself, he decided to continue his traveling, but he never did, the adventure, and joy inside of him died. He decided to give himself more time to heal and relax to regain his joy, but he never did.

After a year he was tired of being sad and depressed by this tragic event, and instead of exploring the world, he started to search for a way to end his sadness. On and on he thought, but he couldn't think of anything. He talked to himself, if only he would have been there to protect her, if only he could've asked her sooner, if only he could've done… just something. He hated himself for not doing something, he knew it wasn't his fault but he hated himself, but even more he hated the mon who killed her, she only tried to do the right thing and yet she was killed, if anything he deserved to be killed…maybe that was it!

Lance may have found his solution to be happy once more; to get revenge for Ruby, to kill whoever killed her, but a question came in his mind. "If the mon who killed her was from the Thieves Forest, then would he even have the strength to kill him." He became stronger over the years of traveling, but to go where the killer lies would be a death hole.

He couldn't just be rash and charge in, they would obviously kill him on the spot, or worse, how was it even possible they didn't spread much havoc? Lance then remembered, the Alpha Alliance. They were the ones to keep peace in Valkaria; they have been known to be great enemies of The Thieves in specifically the Gold Tribe, the core of the Alpha Alliance.

Lance was about to get up and apply for the Gold Tribe, but remembered he wasn't really going to join them for good reason. He didn't even think they would allow him in, but he needed to get stronger somehow. Plus the Gold Tribe is known to be some of the strongest, and there wasn't much of any other way, perhaps he could train by himself, but wouldn't the Gold Tribe be more efficient.


Either way, he still had one problem, how would he get in even? "Just lie." A voice said in the back of Lance's head, "Just lie, no one would know about it, and besides, this is justice isn't it!" Lance liked the idea that popped in his head, but wouldn't that be a risk? What if the others found out about his true reason for joining? "They won't find out! You're too paranoid! And besides, what about Ruby."


Lance had the same conversation in his head, and a few times he considered if revenge was even the right thing, but unfortunately, he decided it was. Despite him still having a guilty conscious, Lance went to join the Gold Tribe at the age of 32 being. He felt nervous when he first joined, but after being there a while he grew to ignore the thoughts. Though not because he purposely did, but he actually started enjoy being at the Gold Tribe in itself.


Lance humbled an amount while being there for 4 years, and without him noticing he forgot about the very reason he joined the Gold Tribe, and he stayed there, and planned to stay there for the rest of his life.

Appearance: Lance has Goggles for his flying attacks, as well as a green and yellow scarf. And has a gold tribe band on his wrist.


Moveset: Detect, Aerial Ace, High Jump Kick, Dig, Flying Press, Acrobatics

[FONT=&quot]RP Sample: (This is when Lance was told that Ruby died)
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"…" Lance stayed silent after hearing the words the detective said at the door, and felt a choking pain in his chest, and in his throat that prevented him to speak. He looked down on the ground with his eyes closed, he was greatly angered, not at the detective though, if anything he would have thanked him for his time, but he was stunned at his words. With his fist clenched he hurled it down at a table accidentally breaking it, falling to the floor with his hands and knees, keeping him up. He hit the ground again with his fist, and again, and again. Finally he spoke,

"Ahhhh!" He screamed out crying, drowned in tears in a few seconds.

~~~ (this means he's having a flash back.)

*Knock Knock Knock*

The detective knocked on the door and folded his arms behind his back, with a disappointed look on his face, he sighed "Huh… the one part I hate about my job…" He had a sad, nervous look on his face. He was a tall pokemon for his species.

He was a Wobbuffet wearing a hat, and trench coat, even in a hot day like today, the sun was shining over the roofs of homes and the sidewalk was burning. The detective just noticed this now, and looked down at his cooked feet. He was immobile for a few seconds feeling the pain; he gave a small whimper, and jumped.

"Owowowowow! Hot! Hot!" He yelled and moved his feet to the side walk that was shaded. The detective feet felt more relaxed here, he started to fan his feet trying to cool them down, and at that very second the door that he knocked on opened.

"Hello."

"Hmm?" The Wobbuffet responded, and realized the door opened. "Oh…uh." He stopped fanning, and put his hat on his head and turned to the Hawlucha with a serious look. "Are you Lance Aires?"

"Yes that would be me?" Lance nodded.

"I'm Detective Wyatt I've come to ask you something."

Lance raised an eye, "Yes of coarse what could I do for you detective?"

"Do you know who Ruby Rales is?"

"Yes I know what about her?"

"…" The detective stood silent and hesitant to speak, with a troubled look on his face.

"Is she alright!" Lance asked in worried and had a stunned look in his eye, as if he just seen a
ghost.

"…Well I don't know how to say this so I'll just say it right out."

"…"

~~~ (<- back to present)

Lance couldn't hold back the tears, he cried and cried for his precious beloved Ruby who he loved beyond anything else. For a few hours he kept this up, but finally the tears stopped coming every second, and he tried to hold the rest of them back. He felt so close to Ruby with the love that kept them close and yet so far as she was now gone, he couldn't hold the tears back, let out some more, but got up and walked hesitantly to his bead, trying to survive his loss .
 
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Change of plans. No need to reserve cause I took care of business earlier than expected. The complete sign up of a fire titan!

Name: Flare Blitz ( I know, not original. So what?)

Age:34

Gender: Female

Title: Fire Ninja

Species: Blaziken

Faction: Valkarian Gold Tribe

Appearance: Nothing out of the normal.

Personality: Most think that brutal force is the key to winning a battle, but not Blaziken. Ever since a Torchic, she knew that strategy and thinking logically were the key to winning battles. She can be very quiet, but knows a lot about the pokemon around her. She is someone to let others show their cards before she puts down her hand. The Gold Tribe saw this and mastering battle by intelligence alone, she was known as a ninja. Due to all of the thinking, she's highly suspicious of everything and rarely stops to chat. A closed minded pokemon she is, but how deadly she can be. Luckily, Flare here knows how to control her anger and only speaks when the time is right.

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RP Sample: Just visit the link below. Multiple posts by me.
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I have finished my sign-up. There were a few CSS issues which I had to creatively solve (one being that I can't put my RP Sample url on the actual words "RP Sample" or else it breaks everything for some reason), and I didn't feel like writing a new RP Sample so I just linked you to one of my two most recent posts like a lazy person. . . .
 
"Life's a game of winners and losers. If you're a winner, don't feel sorry for the losers you made to get there."

Name: Charles Vensworth (Prefers "Charlie" generally)
Age: 28
Title: "Feint"
Species: Scyther
Appearance: He's a regular Scyther for the most part. He does have a tendency to wear bandannas, one around his neck and another on his head - and he still keeps his old headband from the Gold Tribe - almost as some kind of statement, he wears it beneath the bandanna on his head, only barely visible beneath it.
Faction: Thief (formerly Valkarian Gold Tribe)
Personality: Charlie couldn't give less of a damn if he tried. Entirely self-centered, he doesn't care who he hurts to get himself ahead, apparently only drawing the line at his own family. This is partly motivated by simple avarice, but that alone isn't it: Charlie finds the idea of order and structure as one would find in the Gold Tribe repulsive after his short time there, not to mention one part almost juvenile rebellion against his father for his strict upbringing is mixed in too.

In an everyday manner, Charlie carries himself with the utmost confidence, existing in some kind of realm where flappability is an unknown concept, but he seems to fail to realise he is only a Scyther and words can't always protect him; he can be overconfident and blazé on occasion and only hasn't come to disaster because of the relatively low-stakes situations he's been in. Fortunately, if one can manage to set his ego aside, Charlie is actually pretty good at weighing up a situation or an argument - although he's undoubtedly not a nice person he can be useful to question a decision or an argument and even makes a fairly decent mediator given he isn't personally involved, he can carry his actions with a certain fairness.

Due to his strained relationships with his entire family and ostracization from the Gold Tribe, Charlie doesn't enjoy making friends. His worldview is deterministic and pessimistic, believing everyone is only out for themselves and that concepts such as charity and honor are only make-believe. He views his relationships with others as a resource to be exploited: and if he thinks any value of a relationship in this sense is gone, he will ditch it by the wayside and continue on his own, although he at least seems to want to rebuild the bridges he burnt with his family.

History: See also: Joshua "Watchman" Vensworth
(Apologies for the first-person, I just really felt like writing it this way.)

So, you saw the name huh? Guess you know there's a bit of a legacy to it too then. My father, one William "Steel Claw", his father, his father's father and by Arceus does that go on for a while. But we're not talking about those has-beens, we're talking about now. This generation of the family, there's three of us. All of us were meant to go into the Tribe at some point, but really, nobody ever thought Joshua actually would. He's only a little Swadloon, always missing practice.. really ace of the family was the big sis, Danielle. Scyther like me back then and boy could she fight. Beat me almost every time and let me assure you I'm no slouch.

Time went on, we trained, whether I liked it or not, to become members of the Gold Tribe. Danielle got her Metal Coat, I refused mine. No way was I giving up flying to be fat and hide behind some armor. Hell, by the time she had her Coat and she was a Scizor like a good little daddy's girl, she was pretty much one foot in the door of the Tribe. Then… she just fell ill. Doctor told us her life wasn't gonna be at risk, but she was gonna be in bed for years or even life. That was pretty bad for a couple reasons - First, she was head-over-heels for the Tribe. I don't like watching family get hurt like that, her dreams shattering right in front of her. Second, and worst - I'd been trained to join the Tribe too and as the only member of the family in my generation trained to be it, it looked like the big damn mantle was being handed down to me. I dunno why I took it then. I knew I'd hate the Tribe and the day I stepped into it and I started having to call myself "Feint" and follow a regime of order and… urgh. It was my own personal hell. Well, except for one thing…

You see, being in the Tribe gives you a certain degree of… plausible deniability. When someone commits a crime, Gold Tribe members tend to be "above suspicion" if you catch my drift? Well, what better way to stick it to the old man and maybe even pick up some extra gold than to start dabbling in some… illegal activity. After all, I was a model member of the Gold Tribe as far as anyone could see, always had my little gold band perfectly placed, had excellent table manners and even remembered to flush every time. I kept all the little rules which let me go out and break the big ones. I started small, maybe grabbing a few things whilst nobody was looking and I only got bigger and bigger. Went on for a whole year before they found out too and by that point I had half a town giving me gold for absolutely nothing. As soon as I knew the Gold Tribe were on to me, I got the hell outta dodge before they came to lock me up. Took my little gold band too - just because I was about to get a dishonorable discharge didn't mean I couldn't look the part.

See, I knew there was a better place for me anyway. I'd already decided I'd take the trip to the Thieves' Forest. Go and join the them. No rules, no order and most importantly, no Gold Tribe. Not for me any more. But like I said… it doesn't matter where you are. The Gold Tribe has a certain air of authority. An air you can trust. Protectors of peace and love and all those other mushy fake things that make people love you. Make them fools you can part from their money. I'm probably giving the Gold Tribe a terrible name out here, and I want to let everyone in on a little secret: I don't care.

Ability: Technician
Moves: Aerial Ace, Quick Attack, U-Turn, Fury Cutter, Thief, Razor Wind

Sample of the RPing:(I have no non-joint posts on this forum. My parts are those of Petrina "Vanguard" Levitt in Crimson Dawn: A Tale of Conquest. Which I can't link to because I've not posted enough.)
 
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Going to make a new post, because I can. xD

Anyway, without further ado, here is my sign-up!

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I'mma move this here. Almost done. SV, if you accept a n00b over me I'mma commit deicide. Are we gonna bring this joke back?

Let's please bring this joke back.

Done! I think. Maybe. I'm assuming standards have gone up, but so has my writing ability. Review my SU pwease?

Name: Warren Karkanos
Age: 54
Gender: Male
Title: Devastator, because he wants to have a title.
Species: Blastoise
Faction: The Alpha Alliance (General)

Appearance: A couple of links are provided. Other than the average Blastoise, he is a bit bulkier, and far more fit for close quarters combat.

Normal

Getting Ready to Charge

Personality:
"Why can't everyone just shut up and have a drink?"​

Warren is going to be the "hardened veteran" this time around. This guy saw some serious sh*t during the previous war with Darkrai, and he's even seen a bit of sh*t since then. He is a hardened warrior, meaning his discipline on the battlefield is stronger than his love of alcohol, which is astronomical. When on downtime he may be found in the local tavern, the camp ale storage, or the training ground. Although Warren is a drunkard and a brawler, he's a loyal and powerful drunkard and brawler. His dedication to the Alpha Alliance is unquestionable, and his hatred of evil emanates off of him tangibly. Although he drinks a lot, he likes to get things done. Warren does what he does to the best of his ability, and that's destroy everything he possibly can.

Warren is both loud and rowdy: The life of the party. He'll be the first to lead the bar in a drinking song. He's friendly in an odd sort of way. He's kind to newcomers. He'll show them around the camp, introduce them to people of note, and, finally, seal the deal with a mug of ale. Warren will not consider himself friends with you until you toasted mugs of ale together. This Blastoise has a strange appreciation for one who is willing to sit down and swap battle stories, something he excels at from his years in the Alpha Alliance. To him there is nothing more honorable than fighting in a cause that you believe in. That's why he fights so avidly for peace. Although he is a bit kind, he may be a tad more blunt than the situation calls for. Aside from this, he is stubborn and tenacious. If he sees something he wants, he's going to get it. Or, you know, die trying.

In battle, Warren does what he wants. There's really no particular strategy for it, but he doesn't really need it, considering that his cannons decimate everything in his path, and his physical prowess exceeds that of most soldiers. He's actually an accomplished leader. If he's placed in command of you, the odds are greater than not that you'll be coming back alive. If he took part in a fantasy RPG party, he would be the tank. He's fond of protecting those smaller than himself, and is willing to dive into the depths of Hell and back to bring his friends to safety. Or his acquaintances. He really doesn't discriminate. As long as you have a drink with him, he thinks the world of you.

History:
"My past?...Somebody get me an ale. This won't be pretty."​

Warren was born to a Poliwrath father and a Blastoise mother, both of which being soldiers in the Alpha Alliance. He was an odd child, both quiet and disruptive at the same time. He managed to cause almost limitless amounts of trouble without speaking a single word. Sometimes he would pull petty pranks such as putting terribly flavored powder in someone's drink. Sometimes he would go as far as placing a small explosive device underneath the camp lavatory. He was always on the move with his parents, and so they attempted to discipline him at every new camp. It didn't work for a long time, but by his seventeenth birthday he had evolved into a Wartortle during training. As he evolved, something inside him changed.

Warren grew up then and there. He still followed his parents around with the army, but he participated in patrols, raids, and guard duties. He became skilled at what he did, and, to his parents approval, learned discipline. On one fatal day, however, his family's platoon attacked a rumored thief camp. These thieves turned out to be deadly bandits, however. The fight between the platoon and the bandits was a short one, but a fatal one. At the end, only Warren and the captain were left. The results of the battle, although major, were costly. The AA had lost an entire of platoon of decent soldiers, and Warren his parents.

Over the next few years, Warren took up drinking. He became known as the AA's greatest drinkers, and rowdiest partiers. He stayed disciplined, however, out of respect for his parents' memory. He retained his combat skills, and even improved upon them for as long as he could. As time passed, he evolved into a Blastoise. His rigorous training and participation in intense combat turned him into a force to be reckoned with, and the AA.

Things were routine for Karkanos's unit...until the Silver Tribe showed up. Warren's unit was among the first to hit the dirt. He lead many a charge against the enemy Ancients, and racked up a mighty fine kill count. Although he participated in many of the large-scale battles, he played no important part. That was the Gold Tribe's job. He simply did was he does best: Destroy absolutely everything in his path. He lead the charge of a large battalion of troops in the final battle at Silver/Gold City. His unit had the most troops remaining after the battle was over, an impressive feat. Warren's leadership abilities earned him a place among the higher ranking commanders in the AA's army.

For years Warren lead a special task force designed to hunt down the remaining Ancients. His skill only increased over the years, and soon enough the Alliance's generals took note of his ability to fight and lead, as well as his courage and honesty. At the age of forty-two, the people finally began to take not of his abilities as well. A besieged town would lose fear as soon as they heard the Devastator was coming to save them. He was elected, almost against his will, at the age of forty-five. Warren's position in the AA was quite high, but now he has been elevated to a position of the utmost importance. His new goal? To stop Darkrai.

Ability: Torrent

Moveset: Hydro Pump, Aqua Jet, Skull Bash, Earthquake, Ice Beam, and Waterfall

RP Sample: A reason post from Gimmiepie's Fragmented.
https://www.pokecommunity.com/posts/8325663/
 
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I read and I will conquer. Penance is back baby! Whooo!

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Reservation for yo' boy. Seems interesting. Never had OC pokemon before so I had to sign up! Had two ideas going. Can't decide on which one I want to with so I'll just post both and pick one.

Name: Sebastian Von "Jaeger" Ursamano
Age: 42
Gender: Male

Species: Teddiusra

Faction: Sharp-Eye Corporation

Appearance: Nothing physiologically different. He wears a white lab coat with what seems to be an ID card attached to the right breast pocket.

Personality:

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Moveset: (To be determined; gotta find moves that fit this guy.)
RP Sample: (Unable to comply; writing in progress)

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Finished up my SU for Snype for those he wish to have an insight on the leader of the thieves
 
I'm here to reserve. I should have stable internet soon.

SV, I was hoping to play my character as a Freelance Mercenary. He'll be aligned with one of the factions but not fully a member. Is this alright?
 
Great looking SUs so far! I'm going to wait to review them until about Friday however (unless everyone completes theirs before then) so that I can just accept the bunch together, instead of going by first come, first served.

@NW - Yeah that should be fine, Necrum. Good to see you back here!
 
Sure thing, Albs, you're reserved! And welcome back!
 
Name: Victor Maelstrom

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Title: Firestorm (Nickname rather than actual title)

Species: Electivire

Faction: Freelance Mercenary

Appearance: Left hand is burnt black from Fire Punch

Personality: Victor is a mon hardened by battle and the hardship of his youth. He can usually push himself to do any job, as long as the client is willing to pay enough. He usually avoids killing innocents, though, and has yet to receive an offer high enough to break that. He has a short temper, and is not very patient. In combat, he likes to get things over with as quickly as possible as opposed to prolonging the fight, making him very efficient. He is proud of his work but does not find pleasure in it. He has medium intelligence, but lacks official schooling.

Victor is much lacking in the field of manners, and tends not to excel in social fields as a result. He is very stubborn when it comes to his opinions, which has led to many altercations in the past. Victor's nickname comes out of an emulation of the Gold Tribe's choosing of titles. Despite this, he shares little in common with the Gold Tribe, fighting more for himself than any cause. It's all about survival for Victor.

History: As a child, Victor lived in the city of Albia, with his mom and dad, who were a pair of Electivire. They lived a happy life in peace. But, once the Silver Tribe began their invasion of Valkaria, everything changed. Victor's father, Warren Maelstrom, was taken away to the torture houses, for crimes that were never fully defined by his captors. It was very hard for Victor's mother, Valerie Maelstrom, to work enough to keep them fed, but she did it some how. And while life was hard, she was determined not to let her child starve, even if it meant she had to miss some meals. At the height of the war, a battle took place inside the walls of Albia. What Victor witnessed could only be described as a monster.

A great beast, of many forms. But in its true form, it took the shape of a Tyranitar, with bloodied hands and feet. The monster fought a skilled Gallade in the plaza near Victor's home. The beast invoked a great Earthquake, which collapsed many buildings in the area, including Victor's. However, as the beast took on the form most vile, and turned the sky above black, a Blaziken rushed past Victor, and jumped on the back of the monster. After a few moments, the monster finally returned to normal, and fell to the ground, unconscious. The Blaziken tended to the Tyranitar, and the Gallade left, badly hurt by the battle. Eventually, the pair left. And when Victor returned home, he found that his mother had her legs crushed in the collapse of his home.

When the war was over, Warren never returned home, leaving Victor to care for his disabled mother. In order to find work, Victor became a thief, acting as a distraction for other thieves or stealing what he could himself, he found good work with the Thieves. As he got older, the work he had to do became more challenging, and he found himself relying on his speed, learning how to enhance it.

Eventually, he was given a task by an individual who did not belong to the Thieves. He wished to hire the boy, now an Electabuzz, to fight on his behalf. At first he declined, but then he saw what the pay was. Control over fire. The stranger would teach him how to expand his capabilities if he only agreed to fight. He declined once more, but when his mother died a week later, he decided it was time to leave Albia. He went with the stranger out of the city, and left his life as a thief behind.

The stranger was a Magmortar named Dare, and he represented an anonymous benefactor who had certain desires. Victor was put to work, fighting a rival group of soldiers, a private war between the rich perhaps. They could never fight out in the open, for fear of attracting the attention of the Alpha Alliance. When the dust settled, Victor's benefactor was dead, and his team had lost. But he learned what he could from Dare while he was in service, and mastered the fire, adopting the name Firestorm, akin to the Gold Tribe's choosing of titles.

Victor was a freelance mercenary after that, working for whoever had the money to afford him. At one time or another, he has assisted most of the various factions in Valkaria, even once doing work for the Alpha Alliance itself. One day, he was approached by someone he knew...

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Moveset: Thunder Punch, Fire Punch, Electro Ball, Flamethrower, Hyper Beam
I would like my 6th move to be an adjusted version of the ability Motor Drive, if that's alright. It would work like Agility rather than how it works in the games. If this is not okay then I am fine with that and can pick a different move.

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It was cold. So cold he could feel it all the way in his bones. Victor never cared much for cold. But he was there anyway. All he had received was a note. It told him to be here, so he was here. But for all the cold... "I better be getting paid for this." The snow fell gently on the mountain landscape, and the light of the moon could be seen faintly through the clouds.

"There you are," came a worn old voice. An old Blaziken, probably 20 years older than Victor, was standing in the snow. "You should move," she said, "you're sitting on my friend's tomb stone." Victor stood up, and examined what had been a seat to him until that moment.

Atlas Ryan
2389-2462
A Slowking of Science

The etching looked as if it had been burned into the stone. "Eh, sorry about that. So what the hell are you thinkin' dragging me out here to the middle of nowhere with all this cold? And to a grave no less."

"The book is his as much as mine. I figured that he should be present when I hand it over." Said the Blaziken. Victor finally got a good look at her, and noticed that she was almost the same as any other Blaziken, except that her feathers seemed to be pale. She was, indeed, holding a book under her left arm.

"So, what's your name, anyway?" Victor asked. The Blaziken replied only with silence. She seemed almost like she was looking beyond the snow. "Fine, if you want to be that way I've worked for plenty of anonymous people. What's the job you have for me?"

The Blaziken lifted the book, and held it out towards Victor. Victor took the book hesitantly, reaching out with his left arm as well. The Blaziken stopped though. "Your hand... what happened?"

Victor was taken aback. Most of his employers didn't care too much about his personal well being. "It's a side effect."

"I think I would feel safer if you took the book with your other hand..." She sounded so tired. Victor was perplexed by this person. Whoever she was, she was no normal client. Victor switched to his right hand, and took the book from the Blaziken, who returned him a sad smile. "I want you to take that book to the Madman."

Victor was suddenly feeling something he didn't feel often. Panic. "Are you crazy?! You want me to take this to one of the most dangerous Pokemon in Valkaria?!"

"Please, he's not that dangerous. Annoying, maybe, but you'll be fine." Victor couldn't believe his ears. This woman knew the Madman himself? Victor was beginning to have doubts about following a random letter. "Besides, I'm sure he'll be really interested to read the book. He may even tip you."

"Do I look like a delivery mon to you!?" Victor yelled angrily.

The Blaziken chuckled. "You remind me of someone I once knew... I assure you, that you will be paid handsomely once you return." She looked intently at Victor's burnt hand. "Maybe I can show you how to control that flame, hehe."

"Bah, fine, I'll take your damned book. You're lucky I know exactly where he's gonna be soon. That expedition's starting soon ya know?" Victor began to walk off, book in hand.

"Yes, I know. I sadly can't be afforded the luxury to go." The Blaziken's smile promptly disappeared. "I'm sorry about your mother."

Victor stopped dead in his tracks. It suddenly came to him, what seemed so strange, what it was about her that made this job reek of weird. "You were there..." Victor whispered under his breath. He turned around one last time to face the Blaziken. "I know you."

"Yes, of course you do. I promise, when you return, you will be rewarded with exactly what you want."

Victor smirked. "Don't you know? I'm the monster now."
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Hey everyone, just wanted to put up my own SU as well. Abel will be my primary character I will be controlling along with Lyn "Guardia" Reed.

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