Pokémon: The Final Act of Team Rocket

[A Pixy]

CLOSED​

Steal Pokémon for profit.



Exploit Pokémon for profit.



All Pokémon exist for the glory of Team Rocket.

Pokémon: The Final Act of Team Rocket

Plot

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Kanto is just like the other regions with Pokémon Leagues. It has 8 gyms, an Elite 4, a Champion and has also experienced crime at the hands of an evil organization by the name of Team Rocket. The goal of Team Rocket was simply to use, abuse and steal Pokémon for profit and eventually for world conquest. Our base of operations in Kanto region, in the large Celadon City, underneath the Celadon Game Corner. The next step on our agenda was to steal the brand-new 'Master Ball', a Poké Ball that could capture any Pokémon without failure, from the Silph Corporation in Saffron City. But, over the course of what seemed as though a few hours, our base in Celadon City was found by a young boy bearing a red cap and had a Charmeleon. He defeated every member of Team Rocket in the building and learned of our plans for the Master Ball. Soon enough, he came to Silph Co., defeated our leader and stopped us. The leader of Team Rocket, a tall man by the name of Giovanni, left the organization after being defeated again by the red-capped boy in Viridian City. What was left of Team Rocket attempted to still move forward in the Sevii Division by stealing the Sapphire and the Ruby, but soon realized without they're leader, Team Rocket cannot do anything. The red-capped boy thwarted the plans of Team Rocket in one, fell swoop. So Team Rocket fled Kanto and headed to Johto where they hijacked the Radio Tower in an attempt to get the leader back. Their plans were thwarted once again by another boy bearing a black and gold hat and had a Quilava as a partner, and they still had no leader. It seemed that Team Rocket would not be able to continue without the leadership of Giovanni.

After several years Team Rocket became completely dormant and both Kanto and Johto have rested peacefully, knowing that the infamous Team Rocket has fallen off the face of the Earth. But Team Rocket cannot end there, the play still has one act left. The operations in Kanto were Act I, the operations in Johto were Act II, then there must be a climax where all is resolved. A third act to end the story of Team Rocket once and for all. Disappointment isn't an option, I intend to give my audience a show they'll tell their grand children. A story that will turn the world on its head. A story that will place my name amongst the greats. The entire world thinks that Team Rocket was disbanded those many years ago, but the beginning of the end was just beginning. I plan to finish the play that Giovanni started those many years ago when he formed Team Rocket. He wanted money. He wanted power. He wanted absolute domination. I want that and more. Kanto is about to get a rude awakening. Never assume something is over until all of the cast take the final bow on the final stage.

The third act of Team Rocket is about to begin...

Rules

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1. Bunnying is strictly prohibited
2. No reservations
3. BE ACTIVE (CAPS LOCK = SRS BZNS)
4. Who will get into the RP will not depend on who posts first, it'll depend on who has the best SU.

Where YOU come in

You come in as an aspiring trainer, attempting to do one of three goals. You can either A. Be a Gym Conqueror and beat all the Kanto Gym Leaders to, ultimately, defeat the Elite 4 and then the champion. B. Be a Contest Coordinator where you will head to the 4, different Contest Halls in Kanto to collect the 4 ribbons for the categories 'Cool, Tough, Beauty, Smart and Cute' to collect 20 ribbons in total. And finally, C. defeat the 7 Frontier Brains of the Kanto Battle Frontier.

Available Pokémon

Bulbasaur ♂

Attacks: Tackle | Growl


Charmander ♀

Attacks: Scratch | Growl


Squirtle ♂

Attacks: Tackle | Tail Whip

SU Skeleton

Name: (First, what is your name?)

Gender: (Are you a boy or a girl?)

Appearance: (Describe how you look.)

Personality: (Describe how you act.)

History: (Describe your life up to here.)

Aspiration: (See 'Where YOU come in'.)

Starter: (Pick one. Feel free to put the starters in order of which you want to the one you don't so that I'll be able to pick fairly based on the SU's I pick and the Starter you want. I.E. 1. Charmander 2. Bulbasaur 3. Squirtle)

OOC Thread

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Not yet...

Slots

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Gym Conqueror

Pending...

Contest Coordinator

Pending...

Battle Frontier Challenger

Pending...

Misc. Information

I will give descriptive information on what will happen per chapter. Available Pokémon, NPCs and other things will be shown here. Also, the window of time and how much text is expected.

The Gyms are in the places you expect them to be and are to be defeated in the same order as the games. Also, this, continuity-wise, takes place after GEN II so Blue is the Viridian Gym Leader and the Elite 4 is comprised of Will, Koga, Bruno and Karen and Lance is the Champion.

The Contest Halls' locations are as follows:

Normal -

 

[Zephyr the West Wind]

Name: Sayomi Nakamura

Gender: Female

Appearance: Sayomi is about 5'6'' with brown hair that is almost always kept in a ponytail. While in a ponytail, her hair reaches about two inches above her shoulders, and about 6 inches below her shoulders when let down. Sayomi's eyes are naturally a light blue, but seem more like sapphire when in dim light. Her skin is slightly tanned, with a large crescent shaped scar on her left arm where she was cut by an Absol when she was younger. Last time she checked, she was around 102 lbs.
She normally wears a light blue tank-top with a brown jacket that is never zipped up. Around her waist is a black belt where her Pokeballs would be, but most of them would be covered by her jacket unless she is running or takes the aforementioned jacket off. She also wears normal blue jeans with a small hole ripped in the left leg due to hiking. Her shoes are a dark brown, with light blue shoelaces.

Personality: Sayomi is naturally a kind and cheerful person, and tends to like making friends. Her moods do change in a blink of an eye at times. She has been called a natural born artist, though she doesn't sketch as much as she used to. She loves to sketch Pokemon, which often gives her the look of an artist, but she leans more towards becoming a Pokemon Professor.. Though she has a strong sense of justice, it is often misled; which in turn can cause her to believe a liar. She loves most Pokemon, and will do anything to protect them when the situation calls. She dislikes being annoyed or standing still for too long, because it makes her fidget more then the normal person.

History: Sayomi grew up in the Hoenn Region, though she never stayed in one city due to her parents being scientists. By the time she was twelve, she had already learned more about Pokemon then most of the young trainers in school. One day, when her parents were studying the Castform near Fortree city, Sayomi had gone out on a walk with her sketch book in hopes of sketching rare Pokemon...Only to return after startling an Absol - and earning a large crescent shaped cut on her left arm from where it had accidentally sliced her with the blade on its head. The scar shows even today as a sign of her former carelessness. After a few years, she and her parents wandered to Kanto, where Sayomi realized just how much she loved Pokemon, and how much she wanted to train one. Though she enjoyed watching the battles often carried out by Trainers, her true aspiration was to challenge the seven 'Frontier Brains' of the Kanto Battle Frontier; as she believes this will help her learn even more about Pokemon, thus coming closer to her true dream of becoming a Pokemon Professor.

Aspiration: To defeat all 7 Frontier Brains of the Kanto Battle Frontier. She is also aspiring to become a Pokemon Professor, much like Professor Oak.

Starter: 1. Charmander 2. Squirtle 3. Bulbasaur

 

[Strikit]

Name: Damon Hale

Gender: Male

Appearance: Damon is of a medium height, standing at five feet and eleven inches. He has no qualms about his stature, quite content to be as tall as he is. His physique is not particularly impressive, as he does not take up residence inside a gym. However, due to the fact that he has chosen a lifestyle that is somewhat physically demanding, he is at least somewhat toned. The healthy diet he chooses for himself contributes as well. He keeps his dark chocolate hair fairly long, six inches past the lowest point of his shoulder blades. When wet it has slight wave to it, but most of the time it lies straight and tame in the ponytail he usually restrains it in. His skin is fairly tanned from the time he spends in the sun, though it never gets all that dark before it burns. His eyes are a dark hazel color. When he's particularly happy or stressed, shoots of green and blue appear among the hazel. His wardrobe consists of button-down collared shirts when he's feeling formal, t-shirts of various colors and logos when he's not, and blue jeans. In any case he hates to tuck in his shirt, as he feels that is a practice belonging to the posh and the elderly. Shoes are not a top priority, so he elects to wear anything that isn't atrocious and that offers fair comfort. The pair he most commonly wears are dark grey tennis shoes with black soles.

Personality: Damon has a thirst to know. He does not place much merit in words in books, though he does enjoy a read every now and then to help inflate his psyche. His fascination lies with Pokemon breeding and the wealth of possibilities that lie in their vast gene pool. Among his favorite things are myths and legends, the study of Pokemon genetics, and pepperoni and Pecha berry pizza. He aspires to become a prominent name in Pokemon breeding, someone people will come to for miles in order to discuss his techniques and admire the health and striking features of his young. Though he claims not to have a favorite, Eevee fascinate him due to their many evolutionary capabilities. He has studied the crossbreeding of different coat colorations and how breeders have come up with some with lighter or darker fur, as well as some completely unique. He hopes to begin showing contest Pokemon, so as to be able to see many different kinds of carefully bred species. Lining the walls of his room are a bookshelf full of books on myths and legends, maps of each of the nearby regions, all sorts of books about contests, and a large stereo system for one of his true loves, music. Each contributes to his daily life one way or another. Surprisingly, Damon is a fair cook.

One of the most important parts of life, as Damon sees it, is recreation, and realizing life is not so dark as many see it. Every morning he gets up early and goes for a run just as the sun is beginning to rise. He loves to go just outside the city limits into the trees, grass, and sun to bask in the warmth and revel in the beauty of the world.

History: Damon was born in Floaroma. Growing up there left him with a respect for nature and the beauty of natural fauna. His father had left them before he was born, shortly after his conception, so he did not know about his son's existence. Though Damon did feel a void in his life where a father figure ought to be, he thrived nevertheless, growing quickly and healthily. His mother worked as an engineer and repairwoman in the Valley Windworks, which paid well.

In his studies he did not excel, though he didn't exactly struggle either. An introduction to books and reading at a young age allowed him to begin consuming tomes about various subjects at a fair rate. At eleven he discovered his interest in the myth and legend surrounding Pokemon. He borrowed, bought, and sold books on the subject, filling his head with details about everything from the possibility of creatures shaped like letters to Mew, alleged to possess the DNA of every living Pokemon. The interest led him to decide he wanted to become a contest coordinator and see all kinds of Pokemon, lovingly bred to have certain traits that are particularly desirable in that species. This overrode his original desire to be a Pokemon researcher, and when he told his mother of his new aspiration she thought he was just going through a phase and would soon switch back to wanting to do what he had spoken about ceaselessly since he was old enough to speak.

When Damon was ten, his mother got a call from the mayor of Celadon, who explained that extensive building was going to be attempted over the course of the next several years, and he wanted her expertise in working out how to make the buildings as strong and efficient as possible. Damon did not want to move, for he loved the natural surroundings of Floaroma. But his mother was enticed by the higher salary, so Damon went with her if not happily, quietly.

Adjusting to life in the big city was not something that came easy for Damon. The constant noise kept him awake at night, and the more aggressive children caused him to draw into himself somewhat. As a result of all of this his grades began to suffer, but he stabilized himself quickly, not wanting to allow this relocation to ruin his future. To make up for uprooting her son, his mother bought him books on contests, coordinating, and Pokemon breeding, and even took him to spectate in all the contests she could. By this time she had realized that he was set on becoming a coordinator, and she supported him as readily as she had when she thought he wanted to be a researcher.

For Damon's thirteenth birthday his mother gave him two presents that meant more than anything to him: a formal outfit for Pokemon contests, and her blessing to begin weaving his future. She bought him a bag and filled it with all the things he would need, and paid for him a train ticket that would take him almost all the way to Pallet. He would have to walk the last bit himself, but he was more than willing to do so to spur his coordinating career.

Aspiration: Contest Coordinator

Starter: 1. Charmander; 2. Bulbasaur; 3. Squirtle.

 

[Lostworld]

The plot sounds cool. :D

Name: Stara Hudson

Gender: Female

Appearance: Stara is a petite girl though not that short in reality, standing around 5ft5. Her dark brown hair, slightly uncontrollable, frames her face, hanging down to below her shoulders, usually wavy. She has blue eyes with a slight olive toned skin due to the lifestyle she leads. Stara frequents in denim shorts and t-shirts, which are by far her most favoured outfit. The t-shirts, usually decorated with various slogans do to with Pokemon, are usually coloured blue, magenta or white. She does, however, occasionally wear floral skirts her mother buys for her combined with white singlet tops and a short black cardigan. Stara only ever wears high ankle roman style sandals or trainers, in which she prefers them to be blue and white.

Personality: Stara is, by nature, a quiet girl, though coming from a loud, large and slightly obnoxious family. Prefering to spend her time outdoors, Stara dislikes any sort of conflict and will go to imaginable feats to get away from it. Despite this trait, Stara's always been fascinated with Pokemon battles though she highly prefers contests with their magical flair still filled with strategy. Whenever one see's Stara, she's always portraying a mood of deep thinking, rarely smiling at strangers.

Stara loves to read and write, interested in school and learning. Her skill lies within writing stories and being an excellent story teller. This trait led her to usually helping her three brothers with their homework. She really doesn't mind helping others for she enjoys the satisfaction she gets from helping them. Stara dislikes big crowds, prefering to stay at home when her parents make trips to the city, for her small town is the place she feels most at home in.

Even though Stara's never been in proper contact with any Pokemon before, she's never been afraid of them, believing that whilst some wild Pokemon were dangerous, they all understood one thing at least: Peace.

History: Stara comes from a family of six with various members of her extended family around most of the time. She is the second eldest child amongst her brothers, one being older than her, two younger than herself. Having lived in Pallet town her whole life, Stara had grown accustomed to the small stature of the town, even prefering it that way. Despite Pallet town being the beginning for many successful trainers in Kanto, Stara had never bothered to start a journey of her own.

She spent her childhood running around Pallet after her brothers, who caused a lot of mayhem for elderly residents. Stara's personlity led her to always be the one who'd have to apologise to everyone. The siblings did have fun though, playing imaginary Pokemon in their favoured field a lot of the time.

She'd been helping her parents in their small cafe for as long as she could remember, enjoying her part time job of serving customers and making tea in large mugs. It was this ongoing familiarity that once Stara turned fourteen, her parents kindly asked her to stop working for them. Stara's older brother had left in previous years on his own journey, being mildly successful. It was time for Stara to do the same. With only minimal wining from her younger brothers about it being very unfair that Stara was able to leave, Stara packed up her belongings, purposely leaving all her skirts behind.

Stara wasn't nervous or aprehensive about taking the Pokemon challenge, she was quite excited. Her family shut the cafe early, making sure they'd be available to see which Pokemon she would receive. For them, their only daughter becoming a trainer was an important day, one that, for sure, they'd be scrapbooking.

Aspiration: Gym Conqueror

Starter: 1. Bulbasaur, 2. Squirtle, 3. Charmander

 

[malicreet15]

Name: Jay Evans

Gender: Female

Appearance: Light brown hair, green eyes. I'm going to post a pic when I can, since I am terrible at describing clothes and stuff. Writer's flaw. :/

Personality: Kind, caring, adamant, logical, and determined; Jay never gives up and never gives in. Although her organization and analyzing skills are often a very precious asset, her biggest flaw is being over-analytical, and also her stobborness. Jay is very friendly and always tries to help those who needs it. She hates to yell, and usually tries

History: Jay was born and raised aroud Pokemon; her mother own a massage parlor for Pokemon in Lavender Town, and her father was an aspiring gym leader. They owned a cozy house overlooking the sea, and Jay often went swimming every summer afternoon from the time she was able to to do the doggie-paddle. She was read-to all the time, given lots of attention, and lived for her father's stories of Kanto and pokemon battles. Her father was her biggest hero, and she knew that she too would become a Pokemon trainer when she was old enough.

Jay's very first pokemon had been a Vulpix she named Crimson that her father had caught when she was four years old. Crimson became her best friend in the whole of Kanto. No matter where she went, her pokemon companion wouldn't be too far behind. They'd go for walks, explore as far as her mother would let her, read stories by the shore--much to Crimson's distate, though; her being a Fire-type and all--and dreamt of one day roaming Kanto with her Vulpix, and becoming the Pokemon League Champion. Jay had palnned to take on every gym with Crimson by her side, unbeatable and glorious.

She took care of her for five years, until a tragic accident took away Jay's bestest friend. After that, Jay kept mostly to herself, so crushed by her pokemon's absence. She was less willing to go swimming, to go for walks, to do anything except stay in her room looking at albums and reading. After a year of mourning, Jay was ready to come out of her room once more.

Sadly, Jay's father had left for another travel around Kanto, and never returned. There wasd lots of rumors about what happened; some said he abandoned his family for fame and prestige in Pokemon Training, while others said he had an accident or something. Jay's mom never told her what she thought became of her husband. All Jay knew was he left, and didn't come back. It left a hole in Jay's heart, the ame size as the one Crimson's detah left.

After turning 12, three years after losing Crimson, and two after her father's disappearence, Jay took up the role of Pokemon trainer. Determined to folow in her father's foot-steps, and completely convinced she would find him if she looked and searched long enough, Jay strode out of Lavender town for the first time.

It's been four years since then--Jay has beaten four gyms, and has her eyes on the 5th. She plans on obtaining her 5th badge for her 16th birthday, getting her one badge closer to fullfilling her life's dream.

Aspiration: To become the Pokemon League Champion after beating all 8 gyms, then open her own gym.

Starter: 1. Charmander 2. Squirtle 3. Bulbasaur

(( Sorry for it being so short yesterday; I did it quickly in class. I revised it thoroughly, though. ))

 

[インフェルノの津波]

Name: Takashi(Tai)Hitokage

Gender: Male

Appearance: Tai has an unusual appearance. He has silver hair, purple eyes, and a medium build. His skin is a milky white.

Clothe wise, he wears a white t-shirt under a jacket with black tendrils that begin at the bottom, he has a messenger bag that's dark gray with a Poke Ball symbol, it has 7 pockets.

His pants are almost always black.

Personality: Tai is what you call an outcast. He hates to be the center of attention.

Tai's also very intelligent for someone his age, at 16 he's able to solve problems(school and life)in an instant, although he has trouble understanding ordinary things.

Tai loves the unknown, in fact that's what drives him. He likes doing things that no ones done before, or going somewhere that anyone in their right mind wouldn't go. He's a daredevil, and a recluse at the same time.

History: Tai's life before he left home was a luxury. He comes from one of the richest families in Kanto, and almost everyone wanted to be his friend

However, Tai wasn't interested in being a rich person. He wanted to explore the world, but his parents insisted he stayed at home. Fed up with them, Tai left home.

After living on the streets, Tai learned how to survive, and learned one thing: Life ain't no cakewalk. It's a *****.

After all of that, Tai's brother, Daniel, gave him a Trainer Card for his 16th birthday, as well as new clothing.

You'll need the clothes where you're going Daniel said to him.

Thanks, Dan. Tai said with a grin. With that, Tai went to become a Trainer.

Aspiration: Gym Conquerer. If not that, Battle Frontier Challenger.

Starter: 1 Bulbasaur 2 Squirtle, 3 Charmander.

 

[DeluxeSilver]

Name: Rodger Oak
Gender: Male
Appearance: Silver hair, silver jacket with Deluxe written on it.
Personality: Jokish, Ragster (Trickster)
History: Was an ex-member of team Rocket who came from Kanto, he is Proffesor Oaks nephew (He is the son of Oak's brother.)
Aspiration: Being an ex-member of team rocket, the Internation secret service of Kanto (ISSK) recruited him, he is an elite field agent.
Starter: Squirtle
Extra info: Being Oak's nephew he has the National Pokédex! (The Awsome one!)

 

[perfectmonster]

I'd like to cancel my SU, thank you!

 

[beeto604]

Name: Max Evergreen

Gender: Boy

Appearance: limegreen t-shirt that says "I will own you!" blue jeans. a black knit cap, sunglasses, leather jacket he barely wears.

Personality: trickster

History: He had no money so chose to defeat the 8 gym leaers, become Kanto champion, and win the $100,000 cash prize, to start a new life.
Aspiration: fight gym leaders and become Champion.

Starter bulbasaur

 

[A Pixy]

THERE IS A VERY GOOD REASON TO WHY I WAS LATE!

I moved... >_>

I will now do you all a good thing and pick someone now.

Gym Conqueror

Stara Hudson - Breezy. - Squirtle

Contest Coordinator

Damon Hale - Strikit - Charmander

Battle Frontier Challenger

Sayomi Nakamura - Zephyr the West Wind - Bulbasaur

Please go to OOC thread for further details.

 

[Thalen]

Name: Henry 'Iceberg' Wayne

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Appearance: Henry is a tall thin young man, around 5'11, he takes care of his body by exersising due to his habits of his old job before he started his pokemon quest. His hair is of a light blonde color that washes out his pale skin, and it is slightly ragged and long since he let it grow out for around a year. He wears thin black framed glasses, that hold his blue eyes into focus. Normally he wears a simple pair of black jeans and a t-shirt. He never wears sneakers unless he's working out, normally wearing a pair of black climbing boots. If the weather is nasty he is usually found wearing a black trench coat.

Personality: Before his pokemon quest he was quiet, and unsettled. Some might call him grumpy, but only closest friends could see the excited and enjoyable Henry. Every since his friends death however, he locked himself in, usually dealing with people with a cold isolated attitude. (Also where his nickname came from.) It ruined his realationship with his long time high school sweetheart. Only now, after a year or so after the start of his pokemon quest, has he begun to open up again. It never helped him with his anger issue though. He was detained for assaulting another trainer after one of his pokemon was brutally knocked out.

History: Growing up in Snowpoint, Henry learned to love the mountains. His father ran a tour service, showing visitors and tourists around the slopes and peaks of the mountains. His father influenced him to volunteer for the Rescue Force at the age of 17, essentially a minor paramilitary group, they made sure everyone was safe, and Henry benefited well from the harsh training. He met his best friend in Standard Training, and after a whole year, they both celebrated rescuing 5 people together.

However, during a rescue mission something happened. What they thought was a normal avelanche was actually caused by a raging Abamasnow, and when they moved onto the site to help out a skier, it struck again, causing a massive ice boulder to slam into the side of his friend and throw him off the cliff.

This caused Henry to go into his isolated depression. he blamed himself, thinking he had somehow provoked the wild Pokemon. A few months after the accident, around his 18th birthday, he applied for a Trainer's licesense, In order to move himself away from the festering guilt he had, he travelled across regions, to Kanto, so far no one would remember. In a span of a year and change, he has collected 4 badges, but has set his eyes on the Kanto Battle Region, (feel free just to make him a Gym Conquerer if you wish) so that he can learn more about pokemon, so no one else will suffer from his mistakes.


Starter: 1 Charmander 2 Squirtle, 3 Bulbasaur (Or maybe an Ice pokemon? :D )

 

[Strikit]

The ceaseless rattling of the train wheels against the tracks had faded to the back of Damon's consciousness after the first several hours. Now the faint sound was all that warded off silence, save for the occasional voice as someone passed by his compartment. When he had boarded this morning, twilight still splashed against the brightening sky, excitement had still been vibrating in his chest. It had remained there for quite some time, but eventually it had faded as he had spent more time sedentary with nothing to do about it. Already, he had rummaged through his bag and extracted nothing six times, just so that his hands would have something to do. This held no relief, sadly, so it seemed that he would just have to wait until the train pulled into Viridian Station. Of course, even then his trip would not be over. The train from Celadon could take him as far as Viridian, but that would be it. From there he would have to walk a few miles south to Pallet. He was slightly nervous about that part. With no companion or Pokemon for protection, it would be excruciatingly easy for him to get mugged or attacked. That was why he had been asked by his mother to call in as soon as she set foot in town. The laboratory there surely had a phone, he figured. And even if it didn't he could call her when he got back to Viridian with his starter.

Mercifully, it was only another hour before the heavy forestation began to lighten and Viridian City was visible. With a sigh of relief Damon hoisted his bag up onto his shoulder and braced his feet against the floor in anticipation of the jostling halt that would be coming. The stop was gentler than expected, but Damon still heard grunts here and there from people who were not expecting the sudden movement. He smiled faintly and stood, relieved by the refreshing feel of using his legs again. The excitement flooded back into him; he was on his way, about to begin the first chapter of the rest of his life, Despite all of his fear and uncertainty he thought he had never been looking forward to something more.

The people around him simply could not move fast enough as they filed off of the train. Damon's mild manner prevented him from pushing, shoving, and cursing, but he certainly felt close to it. In due course he managed to egress from the train's interior, out into the autumn mid morning. He smiled and took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh scent of the country. Whereas he was used to the noise and constantly thick air of the city, he had always missed the clean air and natural soundtrack of less densely populated places. As busy as the train station was, it would never be as busy as the city. It was surprisingly easy to traverse; he managed to find his way out onto the street within ten minutes, which would never happen with a newcomer in Celadon. Already his day had turned out to be just as good as expected. His mood pleasantly high, he reached into his bag and withdrew a bottle of water. He would need the hydration for the walk ahead of him.

Without too much difficulty he managed to find the road out of the city. Most of the area ahead of him appeared to be more plain than forest. Lush grass surrounded him, constantly rustling with the activity of wild Pokemon. The good news was that most of the wild Pokemon here would be small and likely benign. The thought led him to wondering what his first partner would be. He already knew the starters that were given in his region. Bulbasaur, a Grass Pokemon, didn't seem like it would be all that good a contest Pokemon. A battler or pet, maybe, but not for what he needed. A Squirtle wouldn't be so bad, but what he really wanted was a Charmander. The little flammable lizard had always been one of his favorites, and he was stricken by the beauty of a well trained Charizard. Maybe if he was lucky he would be there early enough that it wouldn't be taken; it was a commonly known fact that Charmander was the most popular starter. Most trainers, when asked, would say that Charmander was their first choice.

The walk turned out to be insignificant in duration when compared with the train ride over. It took perhaps thirty minutes, likely less than that, over even ground. As he entered Pallet the first thing he noticed was that it was just about the smallest town he could have ever imagined. He counted perhaps eighteen residences, the one laboratory, and one small general store. But despite the size the town was beautifully cared for. All of the lawns were perfectly manicured, the roofs were well shingled, and the air was so pure it could be called heavenly. All things considered, how today could not be perfect was beyond him. With a smile still affixed to his face he came to the laboratory and paused before the door. Whether he ought to knock first, he wasn't sure. In the end he decided with such a large building no one would probably hear him anyway, so he pushed the door open and entered the lab.

Professor Oak's laboratory was far from what he expected. In his mind's eye, he'd had an image of clean white floors and machines with blinking lights, all accompanied by several men and women in white coats. In no way was this close to his image. The overhead lights were off, making the building entirely dark. There were no machines to be seen, and the lab was missing any sign of human life. Towards the back there was a single small table with three Pokeballs sitting on it. Next to them was a note. Furrowing his brow, Damon picked it up and surveyed the neat writing. Despite its explanation, so many things were still unclear. For Professor Oak to be absent on this day did not make sense, much less that the laboratory was completely empty besides what he assumed were the starters. Still, all he could do was take the Professor's word as law at the moment, so he set the note back down where anyone else who might arrive could see it and picked up one of the three Pokeballs. How did he know which was which, he wondered? If he was so convinced, he could release all three of the Pokemon and choose which one he liked best, but that wouldn't be all that fair. So he decided that the one in his hand would be his. He held his breath, crossed his fingers, and pressed the center button.

A flash of red light preceded the materialization of a Charmander on the hardwood laboratory floor. It blinked up at him with large blue eyes and gave him its equivalent of a smile. Damon returned the smile and knelt down in front of it. "Hey you. I guess you're going to be my companion now." It cooed curiously and tilted its head. "Do you understand me?" he asked, unsure. With the way it smiled sweetly and swished its tail without any conviction, Damon thought it was likely that it did not. He sighed, but the smile did not leave his face. "Ah well. We'll learn to understand each other with time. Are you a male or female, I wonder?"

As was expected, it did not answer. Blushing a little, Damon lifted its tail to check. It--she--growled, offended, and swatted his hand away with her tail, but not before he could make his assessment. "I guess you're a little girl, then. That's really cool, I've heard its hard to find male Charmander." After what she considered to be an indecent assault, the Charmander didn't seem very conversational. Damon sighed and stood up. "I'm sorry, girlie, I just needed to be sure." This was a situation where having her understand him would be beneficial, but from what he'd heard, a mutual understanding would come with time.

"I suppose we should get going, then." She let out a small sigh accompanied by a jet of flame and offered him the same smile she had before; it seemed she had forgiven him, and wanted to make amends. Relieved, Damon laughed softly. "You want to stay out, then? That'll be alright, just keep your tail high. It'd be a shame if you burned the grass here, Pallet is so pretty."

Now that his business there was finished, Damon and his Charmander exited the building and headed for the same road that had led him into the town. Charmander seemed unsure about leaving the only home she had ever known. That fact was not lost upon Damon. He didn't say anything important, but he did speak sweet nothings in a soothing tone as they walked, since he knew she could at least understand his tone. "Come on, girlie, it'll be alright. There's a huge world out there and we're going to be the best contest team in history. And after we finish the circuit here, we'll go to the ones in Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh. We'll be wonderful."

He kept talking as they kept walking and before he knew what had happened, any unease he himself had been experiencing was gone as well. Apparently it was true, being with Pokemon was good for a kid. Still, he couldn't rid himself of the nagging suspicion that there was more going on here than met the eye.

 

[Musician of Literature]

I haven't been on here in a while, so I may be a little rusty...


Name: Sandhya Gupta

Gender: Girl

Appearance: This dark skinned girl has a very intimidating look. Her black hair is usually pulled back in a ponytail. Otherwise, it would stretch almost halfway down her back. Below her hair are thick, black eyebrows. Sandhya's stern and wide brown eyes make you feel intimidated just by looking at this girl. Her mouth is small and usually unsmiling. She usually wears an expression that says, "Mess around with me. See what happens." Her body is small, but as strong as iron and as flexible as an elastic band. Sandhya is short and weighs around 110 pounds.

Sandhya doesn't like to expose skin, so even on the hottest of days, you will usually find her wearing a long sleeve shirt and long pants. Her regular outfit is a dark shirt, usually black, dark red, or dark blue, without graphics, and sweatpants, usually black or blue. She usually covers her feet with balck high heels and skin covering socks.

Sandhya is not like the typical teenager, always carrying media around. She usually just carries her person around. She does have a bag, which contains her sports clothes and water, which she wears around her back.

Personality: Sandhya has a very serious, strict, don't-mess-around with me kind of personality. If you think she looks intimidating, wait till you get to know her. She doesn't yell. She doesn't need to. She has a way to get her word through someones head. It's called martial arts. If you say the wrong thing to Sandhya, you

History: (Describe your life up to here.)

Aspiration: (See 'Where YOU come in'.)

Starter: (Pick one. Feel free to put the starters in order of which you want to the one you don't so that I'll be able to pick fairly based on the SU's I pick and the Starter you want. I.E. 1. Charmander 2. Bulbasaur 3. Squirtle so)

Can I finish later? I gotta go to bed.