Pokemon Heroes: The Wrath of Jealousy

[Kansas]

This is going to be EXTREMELY literate. Many positions will hold important roles in the plot's advancement. If you can't stick with RP's for long then please don't sign up.

Plot
The world has been in peace for many years, thanks to the behind the scenes efforts and accomplishments of what humans have come to know as Legendary Pokemon. These Pokemon have kept the world in balance using their unique powers that relate to the balance of life as we know it with Dialga, Palkia, and Arceus at the top, controlling Time, Space, and Creation. All of these legendaries were able to harness spectacular abilities except for Mewtwo. Seeing as he was a man-made clone, he only had raw strength to rely upon. Over time, Mewtwo started to become bitter and jealous of the legendary pokemon, with all of their great strength and abilities. This is when he began to hatch a plan.

Using the knowledge of his strength and his partially cloning of Mew, he soon discovered he had his own sort of transformation ability, much like he predecessor. He had the ability to consume another Pokemon's ability and use them once they were defeated. Infinite strength was possible. He started at first by hunting the larger and stronger Pokemon and defeating them, then controlling them. He soon realized the extent of his powers and how he could use them. Using this, he began to hunt down the other legends, battling them and stealing their powers. First was Rayquaza, the Sky Dragon. In a fight that destroyed Spear Pillar, the mighty dragon was defeated and absorbed. Quickly following came Groudon and Kyogre with their abilities to manipulate weather. He attempted to move on to the Latios and Latias siblings, succeeding in only capturing one of them while Latios escaped. He then moved regions, hunting down the powerful Psychic trio of Azelf, Uxie, and Mesprit, stealing their powers of illusion. It was after that where he made his big move. Taking down the mighty Darkrai, stealing his ability to see nightmares and one's worst fears. If Mewtwo succeeded in capturing all of the legends in the visible dimension, the portal to the final dimension would no doubt open, allowing him to travel inside and absorb Dialga, Palkia, and Arceus and control the universe.

It was at this time that the other legends decided to finally take action. It was appearing like none of them were strong enough to beat the ever growing powers of Mewtwo. The legendaries quickly communicated and decided to search the regions of the planet, searching for eligible humans to hide their powers inside of and hopefully allow them to gain the strength needed to defeat Mewtwo in combined effort. Trainers were selected, of all different shapes, sizes, and preferences from all across the world. They were each told of their situation then forcedly fused with a legend, obtaining their unique power. This is where you come in!

Your Role
You are a trainer, chosen by a Legendary Pokemon because of certain qualifying traits that you have. As a trainer you will meet with other trainers who are gathered on the floating safety of Pacidlog Town far off in the oceans of Hoenn. You will travel the world with the other trainers, battling Mewtwo and attempting to protect the remaining legendaries from harm. The ultimate goal is to defeat Mewtwo and return all of the legendaries to their rightful spot in the order and save the universe from Mewtwo's inevitable rule. How this comes about, is entirely up to question. You will face perils, Pokemon under Mewtwo's control, confusing paradoxes, and Mewtwo himself. The danger will be great, and it will be up to all of you to save the universe!

Legendary Pokemon and Abilities

Articuno, Moltres, Zapdos - Clairvoyance, the ability to see an event happening as it happens somewhere else: Taken by Umbreongirl
Mew - Hear human thoughts: Taken by Arachnid
Celebi - Communicate with Pokemon: Reserved by Jim
Entei, Suicune, Raikou - increased acrobatics: Reserved for Phanima
Lugia - Abililty to calm a pokemon's rage: Taken by Shadowfaith
Ho Oh - Power of Rebirth: Any life form may be returned to life. A tattoo of Ho oh's tail feathers are placed on the back of the hand with 6 feathers. Each time the power is used, a feather disappears.: Taken by Lash
Groudon - Intensify the sun's rays and cause extreme heat *Absorbed by Metwo*
Kyogre - Causes rain *Absorbed by Mewtwo*
Rayquaza - create fast powerful gusts of wind *Absorbed by Mewtwo*
Deoxys - immediately identify pokemon species and their strength: Taken by Kansas
Latios - Invisibility for 1 minute. The time cannot be increased. : Taken by Kay11190
Latias -transformation *Absorbed by Mewtwo*
Jirachi - Short range teleportation: Taken by Wilt
Regigigas, Regice, Regirock, Registeel - make body temporarily impervious, excessive use can cause the adverse effect
Azelf, Mesprit, and Uxie - create illusions *Absorbed by Mewtwo*
Manaphy - can transform water into a healing agent: Taken by Sweet_Dreams
Heatran - The counter to Groudon. Can withstand VERY extreme heat.
Cres - Can call moonlight to illuminate the darkest area
Giratina - move through solid matter: Taken by Trainer Kat
Shaymin - Create antidotes
Darkrai - Find someone's darkest fears *Absorbed by Mewtwo*

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Name: Albrecht Pierson (Friends call him Breck)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Occupation: PokeMonthly Journalist
Legendary / Ability: Deoxys / Identifying pokemon

Appearance: Breck is a thin Caucasian young boy who does tend to take a small amount of pride in his appearance. He's a very skinny kid with virtually no muscle mass. He has a map top of jet black hair the sprouts wildly from the centre of his head and down to his eyes, gently covering roughly half of the sockets. The tips of the hair come to a multiple of sharp points, giving a loose spiked appearance on the thicker strands that hang down. On different various low hanging strands, the tips are dyed a deep midnight blue. On his eyes he wears a pair of thick rimmed black glasses that hold very snug on his face. His eyes always appear somewhat condescending and narrow with his black brow and deep black irises. Covering his lanky mid section very snug is a slim plain black t-shirt that he wears over top a long sleeved , dark-gray collar shirt with the collar sticking out above the t-shirt's neck. His legs, of proportional thinness are covered by a dark blue pair of slim fitted jeans held just below his waist line by a brown, fabric belt. He wears a pair of black low top converse on his feet with his socks tucked from sight and never visible. He always carries a single strapped brown back pack where he holds his Pokeballs dangling from its left side. In the bag he carries his pokedex which he no longer needs and various equipments for sketching and photography along with an album full of sketches and pictures of his most idolized trainers. A very noticeable feature about Breck is that upon activation of his ability, his right eye swirly in place into it meshes into a solid Jade Green color with a white iris in the center. When this eye is visible, then he is analyzing a Pokemon. When analyzing, he sees the world completely different. He can see different colored auras around pokemon which are directly proportioned to their strength, along with instant knowledge of their species and strengths.

Personality: Albrecht is a very controlled and maintained boy. He always has his emotions in check during any situation and tries to keep composure in rough situations, making sure his actions are flawless. Due to the nerve racking task of waiting for the perfect photo opportunity and sketching for hours at a time, Breck has also developed a great amount of patience...with Pokemon. People are an entirely different story. He has a small tolerance for illogical people. In the midst of his cynical ways, he also tends to act much like a con artist as shown in his history where he attempts to trick people all the time by getting them to bet on pokemon battles. Despite his sarcastic and bitter attitude, there is a time where Breck is seen as a happy kid in absolute bliss, and thats when he meets a popular trainer or Coordinator. He quickly recognizes the face or identifying marks of a pokemon at first glance just from the raw amount of fan-boy idolizing he does in his life. In the face of a trainer, he loses all composure and self respect, bidding at their every will. Breck only gives his respect to trainers he finds respectable with strong pokemon or prove themselves as intelligent people. Breck's battle style is based off of a composition of strategies he has seen used by high ranking battlers.

History: Albrecht's history is a sketchy one at best. He grew up as a top student, finding most general academics boring and monotonous. Because of this, he was easily accepted into a high school of his choice but quickly found it also boring and monotonous and often skipped class in order to lay out in a field and sketch pokemon or snap some pictures. He began keeping a portfolio of all of his work which piled up fast. On a windy day, the portfolio was blown out of his hands and scattered around the street but to Breck's luck, the editor of PokeWeekly, the worlds most renowned pokemon magazine which keeps millions of subscribers updated with the newest up and coming trainers and newest battle strategies and coordinators. The editor offered Breck a part time job as a photographer for the magazine and to maybe even publish some of his sketches. The chance to travel the world. Breck immediately jumped at the opportunity, traveling around the world, watching gym battles, contests, tournaments, and even Elite 4 challengers. His respect grew for Pokemon trainers by the day and he quickly began idolizing and closely following strong trainers while catching his own Pokemon and trying to become strong. One day while sketching and tuning into a local radio station, strange events had been occurring as of late, with Spear Pillar collapsing and abnormal rainfall and droughts around the world. While sketching, he felt like his eye had been struck with lightning. He whole body tensed up as he felt as if something was writhing through his veins. When he opened his eye, he found a new world, of multi colored pokemon and knew boundless information about them and their potentials. He quickly learned to control this new eye and began betting on the matches he watched and photographed, learning that the different auras around a pokemon represented its inner strength. Being able to see a pokemon's potential and bet large sums of money on who he knew was the clear winner and even more on under dog winners. This quickly funded his photography and sketch supplies. His photography and sketching hobbies finally took him to Pacifidlog Town where he planned to inspect the newly destroyed Spear Pillar and find some great sketches...

Pokemon/Nickname: Sandslash
Pokemon Personality: This was Breck's first and favorite pokemon and it knows it. A small Sandslash who is quite speedy when it comes to battles and is very affectionate towards his master, not to mention defensive. It almost appears to not be aware of its size but makes up for it with an unusual amount of strength, being able to tunnel at incredible speeds and deal powerful attacks. Its favorite attacks are Dig and Rollout.

Pokemon/Nickname: Mantine
Pokemon Personality: A happy-go-lucky Pokemon who is always happy to be out to stretch its... wings? It floats around through the air when on land and always glides on air currents quite skillfully but its true talents surface when on the water. Never against giving his master a ride, it jets through the water at incredible speeds while Albrecht "surfs" on his back. The occasional leap in the air sometimes gives Breck the appearance of riding a hover board. Mantine can take 1 other passenger on his back when traveling over seas. Mantine's favorite attacks are Hydro Pump and Mirror Coat.

Pokemon/Nickname: Ponyta
Pokemon Personality: Ponyta is Breck's choice of transportation when on land. Since Ponyta knows her impatient master all too well, she always comes out energetic and ready to get going. Breck is very knowledgeable of Ponyta's abilities and tends to push her kind of hard at times but she is always trying to become stronger for Breck. Her land speed is to be rivaled by any pokemon in existence and is always Breck's choice in a chase or escape. Her favorite attacks are Fire Spin, Agility, and Take Down

 

[Trainer Kat]

Bawww, placeholder. xDD

Name: Jett Donnovan
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Occupation: Trainer
Legendary and Ability: Giratina – Move through solid matter

Appearance: *image removed*
Jett stands at around 5'10". He weighs very little for his height, amounting to no more than 112 pounds. His body is quite slim--most people can fit their hand around his wrist with ease. Though, that isn't to say he looks sickly, as he certainly doesn't. His bones aren't visible, and, while he's small, it isn't a trait most people can pick up on without having their hands all over him...and he's not going to let that happen. Ebony hair falls across his pale forehead, parted on the left side, causing his right eye to be completely obscured by his side bangs. His greyish-black eyes are somewhat narrow, slanting ever so slightly upwards. A devious grin can often be seen painted across his face. Around his slender neck, he wears a black choker. Jett wears a white button down shirt, form fitting yet had moving room, a red tie hanging loose around his neck. Atop this, he wears a black dress jacket that matches his nice black dress pants. His feet are covered by a pair of black dress shoes. Both his shirts are long enough that they obscure the Pokéballs latched onto his belt. All in all, Jett looks relatively nice, if not incredibly emo. To add to this, whenever he uses the ability of Giratina, his eyes begin to glow red...and not just the iris, either, but his entire eye.

Personality: Sadistic and masochistic, Jett is not the type of person you'd want to be alone with. He has no problem with death, and enjoys seeing others in pain. The kid is most definitely not right in the head. He is prone to going crazy at times, though he certainly gives a fair amount of warning before it is going to happen. That is, if you know what to watch for. Either his left eye or the corner of his mouth will begin to twitch, and his hands will start to shake. He has a laugh that would strike fear into the hearts of many...if you can call it a laugh and not a cackle. However, this side of him is kept locked away. On the outside, he appears to be a normal person, and keeps up the charade quite well. When he is covering up his insanity, Jett is generally quiet and reserved, preferring to stand by himself rather than with others. He can be insulting, and is usually the first to make a jab at someone else. He verbalizes what others are too timid to. He doesn't really pose a threat to the world, as his crazy mind is always locked away, and even if it weren't, he isn't brave enough to actually harm anyone. In fact, he is quite a coward as well, and won't hesitate to run from a fight if it looks like he's going to lose. Though he acts tough, he's really quite weak. Jett is merely scary, not dangerous. He has a strange love for apples, and giving him the fruit is the only surefire way to calm him down. He fears two things: death, and birds.

History: Jett was born in Ecruteak City in Northern Johto. His family was extremely wealthy, and gave him all the opportunities in the world. He was a happy baby, never wanting anything more than to play with his toys, perhaps watch a video from time to time. He had an older sister-Heather-who was the pride of the family. She was an excellent Pokémon trainer, and the favorite Donnovan child. As a result, their parents would dote on her, leaving Jett to entertain himself. As Jett grew up, he was compared constantly to Heather, as she was thirteen years his elder. He felt his parents were trying to raise another Heather, rather than accept him for who he was. Try as he might, nothing Jett did was ever good enough, as he didn't do it as well as Heather. When he was five, he was enrolled in a private kindergarten, where he met his then-best-friend, Akihiko. He would spend hours after school at the other boy's house, as it meant that he would not have to go home and face the wrath of his parents. When he finally did go home, they often had begun to dote on Heather, thus leaving Jett to sulk in peace in his room. Because he was alone in his room so much, he developed a brilliant imagination, and subsequently, a brilliant mind. He would often devise plans to escape, despite being only six years of age. He ran away from home numerous times, but had to return for one reason or another. Upon walking through the door, his father would pull out a wooden spoon and spank Jett with it.

The day Jett turned seven was the same day that Heather had a huge battle. His parents tried to take him along, but he refused to go with them, so the boy ended up spending his birthday alone. Or, at least, he would have, had Akihiko not come over that day. His friend brought him a cupcake (haphazardly made, but still, the thought had been nice), topped by a single candle. The two spent the rest of the day together, only separated when Jett's parents returned late that night. He later found out that his parents had been too busy planning for Heather's battle to purchase presents for him. That day, his only gift was a single cupcake. Despite being plagued with misery, Jett still tried as hard as he could to be happy. He would find small things to take pleasure in on days where he couldn't see Akihiko, such as reading comics, or flipping a coin to see how many times it would show tails. While it seems as though it was a sad life, these little pleasures helped Jett cope with day-to-day life, and, when coupled with Akihiko, are probably among the reasons he is still alive to this day.

When he was eight, he began to attend public school, along with his best friend Akihiko. The two were often picked on, both for being small and pale. This never affected them much, as they always had each other to fall back upon. Jett and Akihiko became closer by suffering together, so the taunting had turned out to be a blessing in disguise. While other kids played on the jungle gym or the swingset, Akihiko and Jett would sit together on a bench and play cards, or talk, but always something they could do by themselves. Jett spent an increasing amount of time at Akihiko's house. The two would wander off to the apple tree in Aki's backyard and sit on a branch for hours, just eating apples. His parents didn't miss him much, as his absence made it possible for them to dote on Heather more. The routine continued all the way up to Jett's tenth birthday. It was then that his life began to spiral downward.

A few weeks after he turned ten, Heather decided to take him for a walk. It was then that she apologized profusely for everything that had happened to him. She explained that she hadn't wanted the attention she had received, and only did half the things she did so that she wouldn't let their parents down. Jett begrudgingly accepted her apology. After all, he still wasn't happy...he had spent ten years of his life in utter misery. Heather, being twenty three, had had more than double the life Jett had, and it had been three times as better. How could he not feel some sense of resentment towards her? She then scooped him up into her arms and took him to her favorite spot. She confided in him, telling him that she would often walk along the train tracks and just think. It was her way of escaping the pressure their parents placed on her. As the two walked along the train tracks, they heard the unmistakeable sound of a train approaching. When they went to get off the tracks, Heather realized her foot had gotten wedged between them. Frantically, she called to Jett, who was now standing a few feet away. He had been too scared to help her. He had just stood there...watching. He saw everything...had felt the spray of her blood as the train collided with her body...had been unable to do anything about it. The only thing that would not leave him was the smell of apples...Heather had been wearing apple-scented perfume.

Jett was now left with the task of telling his parents. As he walked through the door, they immediately noticed his blood-caked face. Rather than ask him if he was alright, however, they merely asked where Heather was. Jett was rendered silent, terrified by the sights he had just seen. In response to his refusal to talk, his father raised his hand to the boy, bringing it down across his face. It had stung, he remembered, and hot tears filled his eyes. He retreated to his room for the next few days while his parents mourned the loss of their darling daughter. His only relief came in the form of Akihiko, who, once again delivered a rather sloppily-made cupcake to his friend's doorstep. It was the only thing in days that had brought a smile to Jett's tear-stained face. The boy consoled him the rest of the week, often bringing him to the apple tree, where they would just sit there, silently, for hours. Upon returning home, however, he was viciously beaten by his father, who had just purchased a whip for use on his son's back. His parents both blamed him for their daughter's death.

This continued each night for five years. Jett would spend the majority of the night at Akihiko's, and when he would return, he would receive a lashing. He was in high school by this point, and found himself ashamed to remove his shirt, fearing the scars he carried on his back would only cause him to be tormented even further. On the days he had gym, he made sure he wore a wife beater underneath his normal clothes to avoid revealing his back. Despite the embarrassment his father's hatred caused him, things were finally starting to look up for Jett. He was doing well in his classes, and he had, in his mind, the greatest friend the world could give him. He still blamed himself for his sister's death, and would cry himself to sleep most nights, but things were still better than they had been. That is, until the reports of a robber surfaced.

The robber situation really didn't worry Aki and Jett too much. After all, they really didn't have much worth taking, save Jett's parents' money. They would have been right, however, to fear. One day, Akihiko failed to show up at school. Jett had hoped Akihiko was sick, and dashed to his house straight from school to take care of him. What he saw shocked him. Police cars surrounded the building, and cops swarmed the area. Jett pushed his way through, though the police refused to let him in the building. Akihiko's mother called Jett over to her, where she took him into her arms and just cried. Jett found out that the robber had broken into Aki's house and threatened his mother. Fifteen year old Aki had stood up to the robber...and ended up getting killed for it. Jett's heart shattered into what felt like a million pieces...and to this day, is not whole. That night, he took his beating without a word, and, upon reaching his room, continued the assault on his body. His wrists have been sliced so many times that he should be dead...the fact that he's failed every time proves that he's destined for something more.

The following year, Jett dropped out of school and pursued his parents' dream of him becoming a Pokémon trainer. He initially resisted, though finally, he gave in, catching a Duskull with his sister's Mismagius. The Pokémon has become increasingly close to Jett, and is his sole companion. However, Jett will never forget Akihiko...the one person who cared for him for who he was.

Pokemon:

"image removed" #356 Dusclops
Pokemon Personality: Dusclops, being Jett's first Pokémon, is extremely protective of his owner. Because he knows how mentally unstable Jett is, Dusclops will resort to trickery and deceit to keep his master safe. He is Jett's protector, and will do things outside of Jett's orders if he feels they are in the best interests of his master. However, Dusclops is also very loving, and will comfort Jett during one of his rough days, allowing himself to be held while Jett cries. In a sense, Dusclops reminds Jett of a Pokémon version of his former best friend, and this only pains Jett more.

"image removed" #033 Nidorino
Pokemon Personality: Nidorino is a violent Pokémon. He is cruel and relentless in battle, and will not stop attacking until his opponent is defeated. Nidorino doesn't get much showtime, as Jett sometimes has difficulty controlling the Pokémon. Nidorino often has disputes with Dusclops, since Jett sometimes finds himself under attack, Dusclops trying valiantly to protect him. Nidorino is a reflection of Jett's psychopathic side.

"image removed" #228 Houndour
Pokemon Personality: Houndour is Jett's most mischievous Pokémon, always eager to play tricks, no matter how cruel, on fellow Pokémon and their owners. He is playful, though not at all caring. He has a tendency to bite other trainers if they get too close to Jett, though this is purely territorial, and not protective in the slightest.

RP Sample:

Tomorrow would be a long day. This was the conclusion Dean came to as he sat atop Heath's bed. His guitar still sat perched on his knee, given minor attention in the form of a handful of soft strums. No, Dean had become more interested in something else, at least for the moment. Heath had stood to retrieve two plastic bags from his backpack, causing a grin to spread across Dean's face. It was a move that the boy recognized all too well. The bags, one of marshmallows and one of chocolate chips, now sat between the two roommates. The marshmallows were tiny, the ones you would drop into a mug of cocoa. This excited Dean immensely. Though he was usually a cocky brat, he found himself occasionally taking pleasure in small, insignificant things. This was one of those times. Reaching down, he scooped up a handful of marshmallows, being sure to mix in four or five chocolate chips. This, he popped into his awaiting mouth.

"Man, Heath," he managed through chewing. It was at this point that he swallowed. While he was often extremely rude, Dean drew the line at speaking whilst eating this heavenly concoction. It just wasn't right. "You da man," he finished. The junior stood, clutching his guitar with one hand. The other, he dragged through his shaggy black hair. It was still just as soft as ever. His guitar found itself seated in its usual stand in the corner of the room, while its master began to strip. Everything Dean was wearing, sans boxers, was soon heaped into a crumpled mess against the wall, leaving him clothed in only the black shorts. Never mind that the white shirt, which was growing increasingly wrinkled by the second, was part of his uniform. Dean couldn't be bothered to deal with the fabric at this point in time. He was sure his roommate wouldn't complain, anyway. This wasn't the first year they had roomed together, after all.

It was obvious by the muffled creaks of the ladder that Dean was ascending the steps to his bed. Without another word, he planted his head firmly on the pillow and shut his eyes.

---Next morning---​

There was no doubt about it--Dean was a restless sleeper. The sheet on his bed was now tangled around his legs, and the quilt…well, who knew where that was? As if to tell him he needed to awaken, light shone through the curtains, landing directly on Dean's eye. At this, he furrowed his brow. Who was the sun to tell him to get out of bed? As if he, the attractive, rich Dean Caldwell, could be controlled by the sun. In one fist, he grasped the pillow beneath him and, in one swift motion, flung it at the window. He would be satisfied with himself, only now he had nothing on which to rest his head. The choice was his. He could either get up and get the pillow, at which point he would already be awake enough to get dressed, or he could try to sleep rather uncomfortably without. He decided on the former. It was already light enough in the room, to the point where he would not have to flip the light switch. As he descended the ladder, one balled-up object caught his eye.

"There you are!" he exclaimed gleefully, gathering the fallen quilt into his arms and hoisting it up onto his bed. The cover had obviously fallen in the middle of the night, most likely the result of one swift kick from Dean.

If there was one thing that Dean Caldwell was skilled at, it was quick showering. The warm water was certainly welcome after a cold night without a quilt. Into his hand, he squirted one glob of coconut-scented shampoo, letting the fragrance enter his nose before rubbing the shampoo on his hair. He could almost feel it permeate his scalp. Once he had both lathered and rinsed, he applied a conditioner, also containing the sweet smell of coconut. This was responsible for the silky smooth feeling his ebony locks carried.

This was the extent of his primping. Part of his appeal, after all, was his "I'm-too-cool-to-care" attitude. Now that he was dry, he began to dress. Momentarily, he considered substituting his black hoodie for that required sports coat, but he decided against it. It was better not to anger teachers on the first day back. They would probably chastise him for wearing a wrinkled shirt as it was, as if the pink tie didn't anger male teachers enough.

The trek to his homeroom class was not a time consuming one. Dean was tall, and his strides were long. Upon reaching the newly segregated class, he slung his arms around two blondes, flashing them each a sparkly Dean smile.

 

[HotAsIce]

Name: Christina Prince
Age: 16
Occupation: Pokemon Trainer
Legendary and Ability:Manaphy - can transform water into a healing agent
Appereance: She has long blonde hair, and brown eyes, She wears a black t-shirt, and red skirt with white tennis shoes. She wears her hair in a ponytail tied with a red bow.
Personality: She is very competitive, and hard working, She is almost stuck up to a point, but can also be very loving and caring. She thinks she's the best, and that she is never wrong even when she knows she is.

History: Christina was born and raised on Mt. Coronet, where she lived with her father and grandmother, Her mother died when Christina was a young girl, but that didn't stop Christina from following her dream, too become a top trainer. At a young age she quickly became one of the top trainers on Mt. Coronet, But she quicky grew tired of batting and training in the same area. So she left home to follow her dreams.
Pokemon:
Milotic
Gender: Female
Obtained: From Christina's grandmother
Personality: A stuck-up pokemon that will only listen to her owner. She is greedy and selfish. And gets jealous easily.
Cloyster
Gender: Male
Obtained: From Christina's sister when it was still a Shellder.
Personality: A happy go lucky pokemon that loves everyone and everything around it. But when it comes down to it...He loves to battle.

 

[Kansas]

HotasIce - You're going to need a considerably greater amount of detail to make it into one of my RP's... sorry Denied

 

[Master Trainer Empoleon]

Name:Sekuro Reiko

Age:16

Gender:Male

Occupation: Trainer

Legendary and Ability- Jirachi- Short Range Teleportation.


Appearemce:Sekuro is 6'1" tall and weighs 155 pounds. Sekuro has teal hair with silver streaks in them. For some reason Sekuro has a leaf-shaped scar on his right ckeek close to his eye. It is unknown how it got there,but Sekuro knows it has some thing to do with his destiny. Sekuro often wears a black T-shirt with a white vest-jacket,the vest-jacket has an Eevee logo on the back of it. Sekuro also wears black fingerless gloves with white leaf designs on it. Sekuro wears white cargo shorts and white tennis shoes with black leaf designs on them. Sekuro also has bright green eyes.

Personality:Sekuro is a happy-go-lucky indivual who aspires to be a champion and find out his destiny. Sekuro often seems to be somewhat dense but,in reality is quite intelligent. Sekuro is also a great repairman.

History:Sekuro was born in Twinleaf Town where he learned basic trainer skills. When Sekuro turned 15 he left Sinnoh and headed for Hoenn in hopes of being part of a team and it is believed that Sekuro's Destiny lies somewhere within Hoenn. When Sekuro's Leaf scar lights up in a green aura,then that means it's a clue to finding his destiny. When Sekuro went to Hoenn he had his Leafeon. HIs first Pokemon and main Enforcer. Sekuro also managed to catch a few other Pokemon as well.

Pokemon: Leafeon

Sekuro had Leafeon ever since it was an Eevee. Leafeon is his main Enforcer and will often be used in battle.
Personality- Leafeon is a brave, strong Pokemon. Leafeon is also a kind yet Strong Pokemon.

Magneton

Sekuro caught Magneton at an abandoned Powerplant when it was a Magnimite in Mauville City.

Personality- Magneton is a classy Pokemon. It hates to play dirty and also enjoys peace and quiet. When nobody's doing anything, Magneton is known to lazily float around.

Staravia

Sekuro caught Staravia when it was a Starly just before he left Sinnoh.

Personality- Staravia is a loyal Pokemon who does whatever Sekuro tells him to do. Staravia is often used by Sekuro for various things.

Misdreavious

Sekuro caught Misdreavous in a dark forest one night.

Personality- Misdreavious is a very affectionate Pokemon. Misdreavious can often be seen outside of his Pokeball and will often Pop out of its Pokeball without warning. Misdreavous is often a peaceful Pokemon but is very willing to fight.
Other:Sekuro's favorite food is Egg rolls any kind are fine with him. Sekuro also has a thing for attractive girls. Sekuro's scar lights up whenever he is about to teleport using Jirachi's power.

RPG Sample(This is from Sekuro's dream when he was 9 when he first wanted to find his destiny.)


"Wha..What am I doing here?" said Sekuro as he opened his eyes and found himself in a thick brush of leaves and twigs.

Sekuro stood up and he realized he didn't have a shirt on. He just had on some black shorts and wooden sandals.

Sekuro frantically clawed his way through the thick branches and leaves.

Suddenly,he came across a strange rock which had the same leaf marking that was on his face.

Suddenly,his scar glowed,so did the rock. "Go to Kanto 6 years from now!" There you will find out why you have that leaf scar."said the voice "Bu..But..wait!"
yelled Sekuro "What do I do now?...What pokemon do I get?"

"Don't worry."said the voice "You'll know just the one..."
Then,Sekuro realized his full potential and began learning the basics on Pokemon.

Sekuro noticed that after the strange rock stopped glowing,he felt a strange warm glowing feeling and then,while entangled in the vines and branches,he suddenly sees a Carnivine!

The Carnivine lunged at Sekuro and all of a sudden,before Carnivine could land its bite attack,it's hit by a razor leaf attack. Then the pokemon looked at Sekuro with glowing Green eyes and left as quiclky as it came.

"What was that?" said Sekuro He remembered what the pokemon looked like,it was tan,had tattered-like leafs for ears and on it's legs. Sekuro vowed to one day meet this pokemon outside of his dream.

Later in his dream,Sekuro thought he was awake he found himself in the middle of the forest,snuggled next to him was that same pokemon that saved him before.

"Good Mroning." said Sekuro to the pokemon. "Leaf..Leafeon!"said Leafeon "oh,so you're a Leafeon!"said Sekuro

"Well,I am pretty hungry...I think-" all of a sudden Leafeon used Leaf Bladeon a tree and a medium pile or pecha berries fall from the tree. "Thank You."said Sekuro

After breakfast Sekuro jumps up and then Leafeon runs off. "Wait...Leafeon!...come back!" said Sekuro as he frantically tried to keep up with Leafeon "Where are you going?"
Leafeon then stopped...there,up ahead was a man with a raven-colored hood,shadowing his face.

"Heheheh...what do you want Brat?" said the man "Who are you!"demanded Sekuro "My,you're the questioning-type aren't you?" said the man The man was covered by the cloak,which was the same color as his hood. Then he pulled out a pokeball and shouted,"Carnivine,I choose You!!..Come out!!" Then out came a Carnivine,which was the same Carnivine that attacked him. "Hey!..you're the one that attacked me last night!"

"Allow me to explain myself,"said the shady man "I'm not going to
tell you everything,but I am a Pokemon hunter. I hunt rare pokemon and add them to my collection." "Just hand over the Leafeon and I'll let you go." "No!!"yelled Sekuro "Over my dead body!" "Let's battle!"



Leafeon vs. Carnivine



"Carnivine,use BITE attack!" Carnivine lunged at Sekuro

"Leafeon use VINE WHIP" Leafeon grabs Carnivine and tosses it.

"Carnivine,use BULLET SEED!" Carnivine shot seeds at Leafeon

"Leafeon...use Solarbeam!" Leafeon charged up.

"Carnivine,use WRAP!" as soon as Carnivine try to constrict Leafeon,it gets blasted by a powerful Solarbeam

"Carnivine use bite!" Carnivine bit Leafeon

"Leafeon,use Leaf Blade!" said Sekuro Leafeon slashes Carnivine

"Carnivine use Sludge Bomb!" Carnivine fired a barrage of sludge bombs at Leafeon

Leafeon got hit by a couple of sludge bombs. "Leafeon!" yelled Sekuro

Then,Carnivine truned to Sekuro and fired a barrage of Sludge Bombs at him and then,Sekuro woke up and realized it was all a dream,but knew he had to go to Kanto in 6 years.

"One day...I will fight alongside with you Leafeon."said Sekuro

After looking in a Pokemon encyclopedia,he found out Leafeon's pre-evolved form is Eevee. Sekuro knows that in order to obtain a Leafeon,he must first get an Eevee

 

[Kansas]

Master Trainer Empoleon - The same goes for you, your sign up lacks a lot of detail required to join this RP. As mentioned above, it will be a very literate RP. I'm sorry but Denied

Just a reminder... that aside from the reserved who helped me make this, All legends are fair game until the person applying for it is accepted and i cross it off the list.

 

[Arachnid]

Name: Alexian Cale

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Occupation: Pokemon Trainer

Legendary and Ability:

Alexian has the ability of Mew. This ability allows him to listen in on human thoughts. This is limited to the human being within a decent radius.

Appearance:

Alexian doesn't care too much about his appearance (apart from his hair) and lacks style. He has medium short jet black hair and through it is a red streak that takes a right slant and is also alot longer than the rest of his hair– This tends to cause his hair to cruise around in the wind alot. Alexian has a tendency to bite on his thumb alot when nervous or concentrating hard – It's a habit he has had since he was 8, and has never really grown out of it, much to his own dismay. Alexian usually sports a black long sleeved t-shirt, which has longer sleeves than his arms – He usually puts his hands inside the sleeves, as he finds it alot warmer. This is also accompanied by his skinny black jeans, which are too tight to fit anything in his pockets. Alexian has no facial hair, and when he feels any stubble growing, he immediately shaves it off – He likes to think the ladies like a clean shaven man. His eyes are a dark brown, with nothing special about them – apart from recently when using his Ability of Mew; people have said his eyes turn a light pink. Alexian hates the thought of this, as he feels pink is such a girl's colour, yuck! Alexian has a very rugged stance, and with one hand near his mouth, and the other hiding in his sleeve, he doesn't look too normal. Many people do comment on his appearance, but Alexian is a bit too oblivious to know he looks like a bit of a weirdo.

Personality:

Alexian is quite quiet when it comes to meeting new people, he also feels intimidated by big crowds. After meeting someone though, and knowing a bit about them – he finds it alot easier to talk 1 on 1 with them. Alot of people mistake Alexian's quietness for intended rudeness, and end up challenging him to battles. Alexian enjoys talking about Pokemon, and finds himself smiling when in an ongoing conversation about them. Anything else pretty much has a reverse effect, and you may often find him fidgeting while listening to something he isn't particularly interested in. He doesn't particularly like attention, and tries to avoid it – sometimes this is annoying for other people. Alexian is a good hearted boy – but sometimes he can get frustrated with losing and throw strops.

History:

Alexian grew up with his mother, who was a single parent. He didn't miss out on anything as a child, and had the same opportunities as every other kid. His mother would work as many hours a week as she could while Alexian was at nursery and school – and then try to work nightshifts while she had her mother look after Alexian through the night. At the age of nine, Alexian begun to gain different interests from other kids at school and was often ridiculed for it. He begun to enjoy the sound of classical music, he took an interest in Pokemon and often liked to sit at home and study books about them, he also took an interest in reading manga. All of these things were different to the usual kids wanting to play football, or watch movies and go to the local fast-food restaurants. Due to all of this Alexian didn't grow up with many friends. At the age of 14, Alexian's mother was diagnosed with Brain Cancer – She had another 6 months to live. Alexian was distraught – the only friend he had grown up with, was dying, and there was pretty much nothing he could do about it. For days he'd sit in his room with his knees up to his chest, as he felt his heart collapsing in. After a month or two, he found himself skipping school to help his mother – but every time he saw his mother in that state, he'd go back to his room to shudder in pain. As the time came, the doctor and he stood around his mother's bed that she had been bound to for 6 months. She couldn't speak, or show any emotion towards anyone. He prayed she'd say something to him, anything – He wish she could read his mind, or better yet read hers! But as the clock hit 3:47pm, his mother's hand fell limp within his own. Many weeks and months past, and Alexian had moved in with his small and adorable grandmother. She was very supportive of everything Alexian wanted to do, and at the age of 16 – for his birthday she bought him a Poke ball Belt holder. On the day she laughed and gave him $100 and told him - "Go do it Alex, go become a Pokemon Master". Alexian's face lit up for the first time after his mother's death, and strolled down to the poke' mart – where he bought 3 poke balls and 2 poke potions. Alex strolled out towards his destiny – but wasn't he forgetting one thing? You can't catch Pokemon without Pokemon! He ran back home to his grandmother, and she was already at the door laughing. She smiled and handed over a poke ball – "Happy Birthday, Alexian".

Pokemon:

Pokemon: Beldum
Nickname: Clang
Pokemon Personality: Beldum is a very serious Pokemon. He doesn't show any affection, but knows what to do when it comes to battling. His main skills are Take down, in which it ploughs into the target with its steel body. And magnet rise which allows it to float off the ground.

Pokemon: Snorunt
Nickname: Runt
Pokemon Personality: This was Alexian's first Pokemon he received from his grandmother. It's very shy, and has a hard time in battle. When out of its poke ball, it loves to snuggle up against Alexian's body. Alexian loves his Snorunt more than anything else. It is probably his only friend.

 

[Umbreongirl]

<3

I'll start my sign-up in awhile, I have to get some things done first. But this sounds like a great Roleplay to participate in, so can I reserve Ho-Oh?

 

[dtrain24]

Name- Michael Tuppno
Age- 13
Gender- Male
Occupation- Pokemon trainer and coordinator.
Legendary and Ability- I have the ability of the 3 legendary birds. I can see an event happening somewhere else. Eyes are a shiny blue, and eyes turn light blue when using the power
of the legendary birds.He wears short white socks and white sneakers. He is about 5'3.
Appearence- Michael has short, black hair. He wears a Baseball Cap,
and short sleeves and shorts, all red. He will put his hands in a light grey
light jacket for warmth, sometimes.


Personality- He doesn't have a temper, usually
trying to make sure someone else stays out of trouble. H is very friendly towards
people and his pokemon. He'll protect his friends and pokemon also. He is usually calm also.
He'll get furious if a villain tries to hurt his pokemon. He'll stand up tall, to protect his pokemon.
Many people also trust him, and he is also very smart and wise.
People will usually come to him to ask for help.

History- Michael grew up with both his mom and dad in New Bark town. He was the among the finest students in school. The teacher said he was very smart and talented, he
could leave school early. He talked with professer Elm to get his first pokemon. He chose
Totodile, and they became best friends evr since. At the start though, Totodile didn't respect Michael so much. But, Michael tried hard with Totodile, and formed a strong bond. The two grew and won many challenges at the Johto and Kanto gyms, along with meeting new poke friends.
They vowed to never let one challenge get in the way of their dreams. Even as a succesful trainer, Michael became a very succesful coordinator as well. He won some contests with his pokemon, and tried many contests. He now is traveling to Hoenn to try to get badges there, and his ship sails into Pacificlog Town...


Pokemon

Feraligatr-
Male
Michael obtained Feraligatr as a Totodile, and is his favorite pokemon. Afetr recieving from professer Elm, the two formed a strong bond and won many challenges together. Feraligatr is his sweep pokemon, and his tank! Although, he also uses his other pokemon alot too, Feraligatr is relied upon for the toughest challenges.

Vaporeon-
Male
Obtained as an Eevee from Bill, Michael recieved a Water Stone from a fisherman east of Mahogony Town, and used it to evolve Eevee into Vaporeon. Vaporeon is relied upon to surf. This is also his second strongest pokemon, as well, and his main for the beauty show part of contests, and relied heavily upon against gym leaders.

Quagsire-
Male
He caught Quagsire as a Whooper in the Ruins of Alph. The two have been best friends ever since. Whooper evolved on the FastShip, traveling from Olivine City to Vemillion City. When returning to Olivine, Quagsire won every battle on the FastShip it faced with Michael. Quagsire is relied upon as well, as one of Michael's favorites.

Dragonite-
Male
Michael caught a Dratini in Dragons Den. he quickly evolved it into a Dragonair. Michael won't forget the happy day when Dragonair evolved into Dragonite outside of Silver Cave. Also relied upon alot, Dragonite is a sweeper/tank. Dragonite is one of Michael's strongest powerouses. Dragonite is known to not back down from a challenge, but is extremely friendly at the same time.

 

[Wilt]

I hope I can reserve a spot. I have spent to much time on the computer and I'm going outside today. I'll have it done by tonight. There really isn't much missing.



Name: Julius Caesar
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Occupation: Trainer
Legendary and Ability: Jirachi – Short range teleportation

Appearance:

Standing at 5'9, Julius has a thin build, though he does have some muscle definition. Because of his thin build, and the fact that the has some strength in his muscles, he tends to be fairly good at sports. Although he isn't the strongest when it comes to some thing like football, his is fast, and he can jump high, which is good for sports like basketball. Of course these sorts of skills have nothing to do with his paranormal abilities; they are only products of his build.

Julius' eyes are a light aqua marine, or turquoise color, that tend to always have a sparkle of mischief in them, though it's hard to say why. He has high cheekbones, and the curves of his face are fairly smooth, maybe even more than most average men. But for the most part his face is handsome, or at least that's what he's been told. His face is framed by his blazing red hair that hangs at medium length and is left in a shaggy style.

When it comes to clothing, Julius wears just about any thing that's comfortable. He usually tends to sway towards dark pieces of clothing, but doesn't mind lighter things. If he's going to some where important, then he'll dress up nicer, like in a suit of some sort, but only if it's absolutely necessary that he impress some one.


Personality:

Julius has a very laid back and easy going personality. He tends to not care too much about things unless they are very important. To describe this part of him, you might say that he's the farthest thing from a worry wart that you could possibly be. Usually he's a fairly nice guy on top, he does how ever tend to push people's buttons, especially those that worry a lot about things and get frustrated easily. He and his best friend, Kat would often work out embarrassing scenes, to annoy who ever was with them. To Julius, life is just a big game, and you're only there to have fun. This is also true when it comes to his opinion about women. He doesn't hold back when it comes to flirting with them and hitting on them. Julius is always having perverted thoughts, but if some one were to say some thing like: "Julius, get your head out of the gutter!" He would simply reply: "I can't its stuck!" and then walk off giggling.

Not only does he annoy people and constantly flirt with girls, but he's very dramatic while doing it. He would be an actor, though the last time he took a drama class the teacher actually said that he was too dramatic. Julius is the type of person who enjoys to hear his own voice, and this is another reason that he talks so much and in such a dramatic way. He tends to arrange his words in strange ways and use strange analogies, instead of saying some thing right out. He usually has a smile on his face, and he doesn't get mad easily. It's almost impossible to make him mad, or at least to make him mad enough that he'll show it.

Behind his smiles, and jokes, Julius is a very good secret keeper, and likes to mess with things; some times making plans in the back of his mind that could lead to the ruin of a place, a thing, or even a person. He was once told that he shouldn't mess with things so much or else that they would break, though this advice was unheeded, for these strange and sometimes cruel plans still continued to brew in his mind. Though to him, he doesn't seem like these plans will break things but will some times make things better. He sees them more as experiments, and entertainment.

History:

People knew the Caesar boy was going to accomplish many things in life on the day he was deemed alive. Julius was born in a different way then most. While babies come out head first, Julius' hands were the first to appear, basically pushing him self out of the cave of life known as a womb. Because of his parent's fondness of Greece, and ignoring the fact that the dictator was Roman, they named him Julius Caesar. His toddler years were spent like most others, running around with scissors, jumping on couches with muddy feet and getting jacked up on chocolate.

Julius' mother had no job and his father was a low rank in the military, so his family was in the upper-middle class. Meaning that he had enough money to go on long expensive vacations, but his parents still complained about gas prices rising and cottage cheese containers gaining expense. They didn't have a swanky house, but merely one floor and a basement.

At the age of ten Julius touched a pokeball in which contained his first pokemon. To Julius' utter disappointment he ended up with a lazy ass tortoise pokemon known as Squirtle. His parents could only afford to get him one more pokemon; a Togepi. Thank god that this one was perfect. It obeyed everything its master demanded. Though he was of the right age limit, Julius decided that going on a journey would not get him anywhere in life, so he stayed home with his parents and studied like a good little boy.

As the rain in the Caesar's town seemed infinite and at a constant downpour, other areas experienced a severe drought. It was in that time period a miracle, or something close to that, happened. Julius sat in his room plotting the idea of a joke when what felt like a thousand needles punctured his body all over. It was an excruciating twinge. When the pain was lifted and Julius opened his eyes, he noticed that he was lying in his drained bathtub. His heart began to race as he flickered back and forth between rooms of his house.

It was on a return trip to his room when he felt a smart pain in his ear. He cuffed it as blood seeped through his already red hair. A piece of his ear had disappeared from where it was originally. Julius does not use his power commonly anymore incase to do extreme damage to himself. The half an ear was never found and he hides what is missing with his hair.

After spending a month or so of it raining cats and dogs, the Caesar's grew sick of the rain. The idea of a vacation came to Lucius, Julius' father, head one day. A trip to the beach was out of question however, seeing that Slateport's sand had been washed away by the wet. The little Island town of Pacifilog was fine, however, there was no drought nor was there downpour. The sailed off on a week long vacation.



Pokemon: Squirtle
Pokemon Personality: A tiny, blue Snorlax is how you would describe it. It is lazy and eats a lot. It never wants to do anything and sometimes is immobile during, even the most intense, battles. Though when, and if, it decides to attack the consequences are deadly. Squirtle are typically petite agile creatures, sadly, this Squirtle finds it habitual to eat everything in sight; making it over weight and at an extreme loss of speed. It is Julius' first pokemon so he feels prompted to use it even though it is most of the time useless.

Pokemon: Togekiss
Pokemon Personality: "Your Togekiss sucks!" A fellow trainer once commented about the creature. The next day someone stumbled upon the person's body slaughtered into pieces. Togekiss', you might think, are supposed to be loving and caring, not sociopathic murderers. Well this one is, and it hides it very well in fact; seeing as how you could only tell if you somehow insulted it. To Julius, whom the pokemon trusts and admires dearly, the Togekiss is perfect and would only harm a pokemon, or a human for that matter, if commanded too. It does not show its brutal, cruel side around its trainer.


RP Sample: From the way you talked (XD I am so cocky!) and the simple fact that you saw my posts in your Gundam EXCEL role-play, I don't think I have to fill this out.

 

[Kansas]

welll welll welly welly well lets get down to business and cut straight to the chase.

Trainer Kat - i love you and Jett. End of story. Accepted
Arachnid - Alexian sounds like a wonderful trainer and great addition to the story. Accepted
Umbreongirl - You have a spot reserved in the RP for now, but i just said that all legends are fair game until the person applying for them is accepted unless i know your talents personally. This is especially the case for the Ho oh trainer, seeing as that trainer will be essential to the plot.
Dtrain24 - I'm sorry, you'll need a lot more detail than that in every area. Denied
Wilt - Reserved I know you'll pull a great Sign up as usual, so Jirachi is most likely yours. just try to finish asap.

Also as a side note, i've nerfed Ho oh's ability a bit... 10 is sort of much for ressurection so i reduced it to 6. and keep in mind that you'll have discovered your powers before meeting the group, so you'll probably be missing one feather, don't forget to add that in a history... it basically writes its own sub plot

 

[Jim]

~*Sign Up*~

Name:
Sierra Agate

Age:
15

Gender:
Female

Occupation:
Traveler. [Does that count? If not then Trainer]

Legendary and Ability:
Celebi, Communication with Pokemon.

Appearance:
Sierra's figure is that of a generic fifteen year old; slim and slender, not too tall and not too short, standing at about 5'5". Her skin is quite pale to the point of being a near-milky colour, however she manages to not look sickly looking due to the colour of her hair and eyes, not to mention her clothes. The aforementioned hair falls at her middle back, the colour of which draws her skin's cadaverous away from immediate attention; an extremely *link removed* Her eyes are described as 'baby blue, cyan etc.' personally she prefers the word 'Cerulean' as they best sum up the electric blue colours of her irises. She garbs herself in a plain, nondescript, quite boring attire consisting of a lime green tube top, the exact same colour as her hair, and a plain white miniskirt. The only thing descript is the beautiful Emerald brooch which is fixated at the top-center of her top. She wears running shoes, the same, pure white, colour as her dress. She's an adventurer at heart and never leaves anywhere without her trusty 'compass-on-a-string' around her neck. She keeps her Pokéballs clipped to quite a small, for a traveler, hip bag. The bag is also Green (albeit a darker, more emerald, shade).

Personality:
Sierra is an immensely active individual who loves nothing more than to adventure. She is obsessed with nature and wildlife, she considers Pokémon as her equals an stands strongly for their rights. Mentally she's a girl of average intelligence but considered naïve. She will do anything within her power to make people happy and is a joyous person to be around, always happy and bubbly. Ever the optimist, the glass is always half full and every cloud has a silver lining, she loves challenges and loves winning even more. She's confident and outgoing. However, due to her ever-happy nature, she's easily manipulated and sometimes she is considered to be annoying, she is oblivious to both of these facts and seems to live in her own little world and can not comprehend why people and even Pokémon are ever cruel, and believes there must be some reason why they are. She's a strong believer in the here's good in everybody' theory and will try her hardest to bring this out in people.

History: [I hate doing history D:]
Sierra is the only member of the nineteenth generation of the Agate family, and a direct descendant of Cecily Agate. Her family upkeep and preserve Ilex forest, however, every generation a child is born into the Agate family who sports mint green hair and electric blue eyes; these children are chosen to become the guardian of Celebi, the original protector of the forest. She led a life normal of the guardian, presenting offering nightly, learning from her predecessor to communicate with the Pokémon, and even summon Celebi in times of need.

At the age of ten she received her Chikorita from her mother. She lived a relatively normal life with Chikorita and her family, in Ilex Forest. However, on the night before her twelfth birthday, Celebi personally sought her out. Celebi has encountered Mewtwo in a close future and narrowly escaped being captured. With the power of time travel Mewtwo would've become near-invincible and it would make his job much easier. If Mewtwo got hold of Celebi, the time travel Pokémon, he could corrupt time and create paradoxes as he pleases. The green guardian gave the duty of her protection to the current guardian in the form of an emerald brooch. The next day, Sierra traveled to Hoenn and remained hidden until the events that Celebi foreshadowed started to unfold. It was then that, as Celebi had destined her to do, she traveled to Pacifidlog town to congress with the other chosen trainers.

Pokemon:

*pokemonelite2000 image removed* #152 Chikorita

Chikorita was Sierra's starting Pokémon and is the offspring of her Mother's Bayleef. Sierra received the Pokémon on her tenth birthday and has been a loyal and close, Pokémon and friend ever since. Chikorita is as carefree and peaceful as her Trainer and will incidentally go with the flow, whatever the situation. She's naïve, fun loving and a moderate battler who focuses on evasive maneuvers rather than head on battling. She's often out of her Pokéball and has a stronger bond with Sierra than all her other Pokémon. She has a rivallry with Ivysaur.​

"image removed" #002 Ivysaur

Ivysaur was given to Sierra on her twelfth birthday, the day she left Ilex forest, and is her main battling Pokémon. Being the son of Sierra's Father's Venusaur, it was always expected to be powerful. Personally trained by her father from birth, it bloomed into a powerful Bulbasaur, and in Sierra's care an even stronger Ivysaur. Due to the training he's become an arrogant Pokémon that loves nothing more than to battle. It seems that the Pokémon's life is ruled by the obsession and as a result he's not left on his own around other Pokémon. He has a strong rivalry with Chikorita and was coincidentally hatched on the same day​

"image removed" #357 Tropius

Tropius has been a member of Sierra's party for almost a year now. She met him one day whilst venturing from Lilycove to Fortree, she was astounded how the beast used it's four x-crossed leaves to fly, so she -using her power- stuck up a conversation with it. She stayed in Fortree that night and set out back to Lilycove the following week. On her way back she was overwhelmed by shock. The Tropius she had met only seven days prior was out cold and severely injured. A bond grew as she subsequently captured the Pokémon and bought him to the Pokémon Center in Lilycove, Tropius eventually recovered and decided to stay with Sierra. Tropius is the secret weapon and 'tank' of her team which she pulls out when there is a fight too strong for Ivysaur. It's a fairly happy Pokémon that tends to get over protective infront of Sierra. He takes all battles seriously however he doesn't enjoy them much and prefers to just laze about with his friends instead. He also serves as her form of transport.​

Other:
When communicating with Pokémon, humans hear her speak in their own native tongue, whereas Pokémon hear her in their own unique language. She hears everything, from Pokémon speak to every human language, in English.

RP Sample:

Originally posted in PokéMorph Liberation Force.

"Your position has been compromised. Reid ran into trouble on the way here and was followed. Commence the operation at once, I will give the orders to the other agents that have not arrived."

Well, you heard the man. So I'll make this short. I'm Clove, your squad leader. We'll be working together and depending our lives on each other. But We're much more than that, we're the ones who are going to stop these psychos and bring peace. From this moment on, the entire world is counting on us and our abilities, you're going to need to show sides of yourself you've never shown and strength you didn't know you had. Our legacy begins today, not as a group of rag tag morphs trying to rebel, but as Squad 1 of the Pokemorph Liberation Force. Lets do this." Clove let out a deep sigh, finishing his little speech. It succeeded in it's obvious purpose, to inspire and motivate.

After a brief encounter with a Sandslash-morph, the majority of the team suddenly moved out, charging at high speeds; leaded by the squad leader, Clove. Alice was left standing alone.

"Okay, they can officially be my distraction," Alice thought to herself. "The city is surrounded by an enormous wall, the gate's where they went through; there has to be some sort of reservoir or some other part of a sewage system." Alice used her Ambipom-like agility and leapt up into the tree, using her four hands she eventually reached the top. After a quick scan of the area she located a pipe erupting from the goliath walls.

"Ahaa!" she yelled as she leapt from the tree and started to sprint as fas as she could. Alice wasn't the fastest runner, but her daily training provided her with a hell of a lot of stamina. Within about three minutes she approached the pipe. The stench that was emitted from the putrid pipe was enough to make a Meowth, the Pokémon with no nose, hurl. As she took a quick rest she whipped out her phone and punched in a message to Clove. "I found a sewage pipe, I'm entering from beneath the city, keep in touch." After the message was sent Alice thrust the phone into her pocket and climbed into the steel pipe. Her thoughts shifted rapidly as she crouched through the 4' tall pipe. "He'll think I'm crazy, into a sewage system alone. He's not stupid, he'll know that Brock's not stupid either; there'll be some guards in here, I just hope he sends no one after me. I can handle it."

With each step, the pipe became darker and the smell became much stronger. Alice heard a shuffling noise, followed by a squelching one. She stopped and closed her eyes. The second she hear another noise she made her move.

"Double Team"

She moved so fast that she seemed to split into many different copies of herself, surrounding the source of the noise; a lone Grimer.

"Hmm, a Grimer, it's been a while since I saw an actual Grimer."

She closed her eyes and started to concentrate. After three or so seconds, her fists on the end of her tails illuminated and she launched them at the Grimer; not knowing which way to go because of the Double Team, Grimer couldn't escape.

"Poor Pokémon, it's not your fault you were dragged into this," she whispered soothingly to the fainted Pokémon. "You obviously have a master," With that, Alice continued her stealthy mission into the bowels of the sewer. After about five minutes she heard a voice.

"Pokémorph? this is too far! The mind of a human in the body of a Muk?! There's no human to me! Brock's gone too far this time, I want my body back!" the deep voice bawled, causing an echo. Alice got a little bit closer so she could take a look. However, her foot slipped, landing in the water next to her, causing a huge splash. "What was that?!" the voice yelled. Alice heard it get closer and closer, the same squelching sound but much heavier and louder.

"Time for a surprise attack," Alice's tail-hands started to glow a very light neon-blue colour.

"I know you're there, I can smell you!" the Muk-experiment yelled.

"Water Pulse!" she suddenly jumped from her hiding position to face the Muk, she shot a few small rings of water from her tails, as the rings got closer they transformed into a wave, like a miniature version of surf. The wave hit the Muk square in the 'face'.

"Ahhggk!" it yelled, it couldn't see through the water in it's eyes. It thrust out it's hands and started to fire random balls of sludge.

"Protect,"

Alice surrounded herself with a yellow ball of energy, blocking all incoming sludge bombs. She quickly started to charge another Focus Punch while using Double Team; a strategy she used often.

"Focus Punch!"

She swept in closer and smashed her Ambipom-fists into Muk, sending it flying into the stagnant water of the sewer. Being an unconscious Muk, he just sank to his death. "I'm sorry," she thought, as if it would make some sort of difference. "You'll be on my list of people that I'm avenging when we crush Brock," She turned away and charged forwards, after about ten minutes of avoiding Grimers with Double Team she arrived at a pair of slime-covered ladders. She whipped out her phone. "I've reached a manhole, I'm not sure where it'll take me, but according to the map you're only about half a mile away, can you try and get a bit closer, in case I'm underneath some sort of army, I have news essential to the PLF. If the area's clear I suggest setting a rendezvous point." she sent the message to Clove. She turned on her beacon on the phone so she could be located on the phone's map, and just about any other digital map in the general area. Once he gave her the all clear they would only be a couple of miles from the fortress, and Brock.

 

[Sweet Dreams]

((Ooc: Actually, I find "History" rather enjoyable. For me, the worst part is finding a name for my character that I can live with. Also, I swear that somebody tried to enter an RP with "looks like Gary but with a hood". What shocks me the most is that I think he actually got accepted. Honestly, I have no idea when I'm doubling on someone's Pokemon. So, I've changed him to a female Absol. Will that do?))

Name: Cara Radcliffe
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Occupation: Breeder
Legendary and Ability: Manaphy, with the power to change water into a healing agent.

Appearance: Short, pale but sturdy, Cara wasn't exactly supermodel material. Her rich, dark red hair fell just past her shoulders and was a nuisance to her. She couldn't be bothered getting it cut, so she always tied it up in a short ponytail to the left, leaving wisps of hair hanging loose. Her frosty, steel-grey eyes matched her rather unique sense of bitter humour and did nothing to improve first impressions.

Cara always decked herself out in brown with occasional glimpses of gray, red or green. An earthy coloured shirt with sleeves that reached the elbow was worn over creamy-tan sweatpants. Her shoes were always an especially dark brown which a few people would swear was black. Whether gray, scarlet, jade or a golden-whisky colour, her wristbands always matched her earrings which were either studs or crystal droplets.

Cara's Pokéballs hung from strings attached to her right wristband, so that whenever she shook it vigorously, they made a clinking noise. She also wore a single, silver band around her left index finger which she twisted whenever anything was troubling her.

Personality: Upon first meeting her, people usually had the impression of a rather cold, arrogant, rude and distant teenage girl. She was rarely enthusiastic about work or people, and so generally she's content to let them continue thinking that and gossip about it. However, there are certain people whom she takes a shine to, and for them, she makes the first move.

If people are not too put out with her attitude and stick with her, they would find that she was an avid daydreamer and a rather talented artist. Whilst she really was quite cold to strangers, sometimes, alone with her few, trusted friends, she really was a warm person… if not exactly bubbly, she laughed with them quite a few times. Cara wasn't really arrogant at all, and seldom irritated, but people mistook her silence and distance when they were talking to her for rude arrogance, and rebelliousness to boot. Little did they know or would ever realise, that she had slipped into a daydream by that point in time and was completely oblivious to their company.

As a habit, whenever something was disturbing her, she twisted the silver band around her left index finger and put a smile on her face for others to see. Oddly enough, without the usual scowl or completely blank face that she usually wore, there were a few that didn't recognise her, especially when she greeted them animatedly.

History: Cara grew up in a small, poor house with her mother, who was an incredibly dependant woman. Watching her father one day go to work with most of his belongings and disappear from their lives along with their main form of income one day at school, she vowed to never forgive him. Her mother worked at a souvenir shop to pay the bills, barely supporting her and her daughter.

Watching unknown men come and go, listening to her and her boyfriend-for-now fight and her loud sobbing after he left like all those before him had put Cara off strangers for life.

She discovered her powers when her mother fell into a terrible fever, the doctors saying that there was a very slim chance that she could survive. Of course, this meant, and Cara knew it meant, that she would almost certainly die. In desperation, as she helped her mother drink some water in one of the times she was awake and slightly delusional, the water seemed to shine for a moment. Her mother finished it and sank back into bed, a healing sleep washing over her.

The doctors claimed it a medical miracle, but Cara kept thinking about the water glowing before her mother drank it down. She only tried again once, but it didn't work, and thoughts like "This is stupid" or "Am I crazy?" kept drifting across her mind, so she gave up, actually feeling a little embarrassed.

Pokémon:
Species: Manectric
Name: Dazz
Personality: Stubborn and unpredictable, Dazz does as he wishes, ignoring everyone's orders, including Cara. At times, he can be a total snob and gleefully infuriates all around him, enjoying their irritation and also scolding them for being so uptight. However, when he does consent to work with Cara, they are a formidable duo, his speed and strength a valuable asset to her team.

Species: Haunter
Name: Dusk
Personality: Dusk is the one that succeeded in getting Cara to laugh the most about her situations, in private, of course. He frequently disappears, playing tricks on people and generally being a nuisance. His favourite target is Dazz, as he is also the only one that managed to irritate him. However, in a double battle, they were double trouble.

Species: Absol
Name: Atra
Personality: Calm, quiet and solitary, Atra is the least troublesome of Cara's Pokémon, but also the worst choice for a tag-team battle. She did not like to work with others, not for any particular reason, but just because it was in her nature. Also, if a battle was judged by how fast it is won, then her battles would be scorned upon. Atra would win, he usually does, but she'd take the slow way, dodging and only barely hurting the opponent with rather weak moves until their combination and the opponent's irritation and weariness brings them down.

Species: Scizor
Name: Glimmer
Personality: If anybody were to mention a certain fact that they weren't used to seeing female Scizor around, Glimmer would be behind them in an instant, holding a sharp, metal claw to their necks. However, she would usually just knock them unconscious. She was the toughest and the fastest out of Cara's Pokémon, and yet she didn't really like battling for no reason. Of course, if given a reason, then she would jump in and try her best to pulverise the poor Pokémon that was sent out to battle her.

RP Sample: A large clearing, holding many buildings which in turn held many people, was an excellent place to stop for a while. Crouching, Rianne squinted at a large sign for a moment, slowly deciphering its meaning. "WELCOME TO PALLET TOWN" was painted on it in large, black letters. *Pallet town, huh? I heard 'bout this place sometimes ago.* Of course, she didn't pay much attention to it – she had been busy stealing some meat from the guy's kitchen.

Silently, she slinked into the small town, blending in with the shadows. Choosing a house carefully, she weighed all the factors for and against her stealing some grub. Settling on a house with a few lights still glowing brightly in the lounge, and none from the kitchen window, she stared for a bit at a number reflecting the light shed by a nearby street-lamp. *Well, the lucky house t'day's… 'leven.* Rianne stalked to the side of the house, grinning inwardly as she saw the window was wide open. She slipped through smoothly, landing on the sink in a crouch before inspecting the place.

It was neat, tidy and gleaming, even in the darkness. Rianne licked her lips in anticipation, pouncing down to the floor and taking a good look around. This was a pool for good food - they even had a fridge. She was about to open the door when her keen ears picked out voices, voices that were much nearer to her than she expected.

'Okay, time for a little intro; Diana, Terry, meet Ash, and all of you, meet Samuel here; all of you are recruits… You know that already…' The voice sounded old. Perhaps it was a rich, delusional old man that owned this place, being cared for by an unwilling nurse.

'Hello, how you guys doin'?' Well, scratch that theory. She sidled closer to the door, her interest peaked, and in that moment, she didn't pay attention to the precariously stacked books in a corner. Resounding, successive thumps brought her attention back to reality and she winced, cursing when one of the heavy books crashed onto her feet. Growling and furious at herself from being so stupid, she was frozen to the spot, knowing that she should transform and hightail it out of there as fast as she could manage. Her body wasn't obeying her however, and she waited for the conversing people to discover her with growing dread.

((Ooc: From "Home in Armageddon: The Underworld"))

 

[Umbreongirl]

Name: Secquoia Erin Tamayo (Prefers to be called Erin)
Age: Sixteen
Occupation: Currently Pokemon trainer, Aspiring to be a Pokemon Ranger
Legendary: Articuno, Moltres, Zapdos Clairvoyance

Appearance: Though Erin is well into her teenage years, her physical traits don't supply much evidence of it. Her overall appearance at first glance is quite young. As opposed to looking like an average girl of sixteen, Erin looks more like a giddy twelve year-old, a chipper smile almost always plastered across her pale face. From meeting new people to traveling alone through the forest, it doesn't matter where she is or who's she's with, Erin is rarely ever spotted without a smile on her face. Her shoulder-length, slightly-wavy hair cascades down to about her shoulders, and then curls slightly upward at the ends. When straightened out, it is much longer than what it first appears to be. Her hair is aquamarine in color, which she finds a bit strange since she is partial to fire-type Pokemon. A few tendrils of hair frame her pale face, and these she has dyed a bright hot pink. Her large, inquisitive eyes are of a matching color, and to top it off, she wears a hot pink headband with a tiny bow on the top. Her body is incredibly petite, and slender, from her thin shoulders to her long, elegant legs. The outfit she prefers to wear is a short, pink sundress, trimmed in pink lace at the very top, and ruffled at the bottom. It falls to about mid-thigh. A thin ribbon runs around it just below the bust, with a silken pink ribbon just sbove it. She wears flip-flops imprinted with Jigglypuff on her feet. In colder weather, she wears a long-sleeved pink fleece shirt, printed with dozens of hot pink Pokeballs. She wears a pair of blue jeans, and light furry soft-brown boots on her feet.

Personality: Erin is an extremely optimistic young girl, always trying to look on the bright side of things, and never lose sight of it. She can't stand to see another person or Pokemon upset or in agony, and even if she is completely clueless to what is going on, she will never stand by idly and just watch. Even if it is clear that help isn't wanted, she will always burst in and try to help, though more often than not, she just makes the situation worse. She tries to see the good in people and Pokemon alike, no matter how bad or hopeless they seems, and will never stop believing that at the core of every being, there is perfection and compassion, and absolutely no evil whatsoever. Though Mewtwo is out to rid her of the divine power she has been entrusted with, she has faith in him, and prays that one day she can help him realize the error of his ways, and help him come to accept himself. She doesn't blame him at all for his actions, she blames the Scientists who tampered with the legendary DNA. She has great sympathy for him, and laments his hate and fury, and hopes that one day is will just all wash away. She is sympathy for anyone and everyone who needs it, no matter how small the problem, and will always lend a ear and some good advice to anyone, no matter the circumstances. She tries not to judge people based on who or what they are, and what has occured in their past. No matter what side they are on, if they need help in the name of good, she will never turn her back on them. She is a bit naive and clumsy in her ways, which often lures people to try to take advantage of her. She is physically very weak, and this has always been a mental block for her, as she hopes to gain incredible strength to be able to protect the power granted to her.


History: Erin was born modestly on one of the small Sevii islands, the only child of Robert and Julia Tomayo. She was unexpected, and money was extremely tight between her mothing and father, so when Julia first found she was pregnant, she hadn't told her husband, for fear he would force her to terminate the prgnancy immediately. Julia was grateful to be expecting a child, though she knew she could never even hpe to afford one. She had made a mistake in marrying Rober,who had veen forced to retire as an army general when he was injured in war. Before this happened, he was a happy, eager young man, enthusiastic to fight for his region, but after he was discharged, he became bitter, and resentfule going from glorius to useless. He often took it out on poor Julia, who tried even in the hardest of times to be supportive and loving. Abused and broken, she was happy for something she could latch onto and love, though she feared the child's fate would be the same as her own. As feared, Robert reacted violently when it finally became noticeable, and his reation landed Julia in the hospital. Erin was lucky enough to be born, to say in the least. She grew up under strict rule by her tyrant of a father, and was forced into ridiculous demands, such as making straight A's on her report card and also being expected to complete an endless list of chores when she got home. When she was caught doing something other than studying or doing her chores, she was beaten raw until he was sure she would never forget. Despite being beaten nearly everyday, Erin remained happy and cheerful, convincing herself that she was better off than some people, and that she shouldt't be angry with her father. She still managed in her own way to love him, and over time, actually began to believe that she deserved the beatings. She was struck so often, she soon became almost immune to the pain...Almost. The pain was more emotional than physical. She prayed something would happen one day, something to change the bad hand she had been dealt, and soon, before she was beat to the point of bing broken like her mother. She was forced into silence, least the beatings become worse, so she spoke not a word, remaining her chipper happy self, thankful for the escape of school, immersing herself into whatever extra-curricular activities she could find just to keep from haveing to return home. Other students began to think of her as an over-achiever for this, when in reality, she could care less about her studies in School, and dreamed daily about one day setting out on her on an adventure,and pursuing becoming a Pokemon trainer. She wishes to be able to save weak, helpless Pokemon in danger, since she herself was never saved or even sympathized by another. She fled her home one night after experiencing her mother undergo a particularly gruesome beating, and wished her to do the same. Her mother refused to leave her husband, telling Erin that she still had hope that he would change and start to love the world again, and that it was too late for her to start over, but not for Erin. Reluctantly, Erin left her, but only after promising that she would return once she got stronger. Along with Phoenix and Cherub, she's been training non-stop to achieve that goal.



Pokemon:Umbreon
Nickname: Cherub
Gender: Female
Moveset: Toxic, Payback, Meanlook, Psychic
Personality/History: A very intellectual and sophisticated Pokemon, Cherub believes she is above making friends with most Pokemon, and instead tries to make companions out of humans. Erin has no clue as to why the Umbreon is so snooty, but believes it may have something to do with the attitude of her former trainer. Cherub will rarely communicate with wild Pokemon, communicating sparingly with domesticated Pokemon, and preferring to communicate with people altogether. As Cherub was taught Psychic before she joined forces with Erin, she can communicate telepathically, which is unusual to most dark-type Pokemon, unerving most people to the point of ignoring her. Nothing upsets Cherub more than this, especially when she is interested is meeting a new person, and when this happens, she will refuse combat, sulking around outside her Pokeball until she finds someone new to talk to. She is extremely social, sometimes to the point of being annoying, and no one seems to wish to chat with her for very long besides Erin, who never minds a good debate. Though Erin and Cherub have developed an extremely tight bond in the time they've known each other, and Erin knows that Cherub would comply to any request of hers, no matter how ridiculous, Cherub refuses still to dispel the reason she ran away from her former owner, though it is clear that she indeed had one. She always dodges the question when asked, and Erin doesn't mind, as she loves the little Umbreon still the same. Despite her stuck-up attitude, Cherub has a soft spot for weak Pokemon just as Erin does, and though she would never admit it, and goes out of her way to hide it, it becomes obviously apparent at times, when she unknowingly commits a noble selfless act. Erin knows that there is a deeper compassion in Cherub, and hopes that after a few years spent together, it will start to show.


Pokemon: Pidgeotto
Nickname: Phoenix
Gender: Male
Moveset: Wing Attack, Twister, Fly, Mirror Move

History/Personality: Being Erin's very first Pokemon, Phoenix is connected to her in a very unique but undefinable way. The bond between Erin and Phoenix is immense, because she rescued him in a way that no other being could. Phoenix feels forever indebted to the girl, and guards her with his life. He is extremely courageous and valiant in action, keeping a keen eye open for any Pokemon or person in danger. He has no problem what-so-ever endangering himself to save another's life, and dies again trying to rid the world of it. He is very kind, and open, and doesn't tend to be agressive, even in combat, thinking of it as being more of a sport used for fun than serious fighting. Though Phoenix is typically easy-going, he will fight to the death over an incident regarding Erin, Cherub, or any other creature's safety. On the night that he was obtained by Erin, the same night she decided to run away from home and pursue her own adventure, he was under vicious attack by an Arbok. The poor Pidgey had already been badly poisoned, and it was only a matter of time until the Arbok would finish the weak little bird off. As Erin was about to board the ferry that would take her to the mainland of Kanto, she was hit by a strange occurence. In an instant, the three birds of legend, Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres passed briefly before her eyes, and before she could think anything of it, she was overcome by a strange vision, a vision of an Arbok striking down on a Pidgey. Though most people would have waved off the vision as significant and unimportant, Erin knows it appeared to her for a reason, and she was meant to save the Pidgey. Filled with compassion, she rushed to the place she had seen in her vision, a small clearing in the woods on that particular island. She chased the Arbok off of the Pidgey, and feared that she hadn't come fast enough when she found it unconscious. Rushing it to the Pokemon Center, she stayed by its side all night, feeling a bit suspicious of the vision when the Nurse told her that if she had arrived just a few minutes later, the poison would have already engulfed the Pidgey's body, and they would've been too late to save it. Since that fateful encounter with Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres, Erin has been able to see events of great importance occuring in different parts of the planet, though she is unsure what to do regarding those places she can't quickly access. Those places she can though, when she sees a person or a pokemon in need, she drops whatever she is doing and rushes immediately to their aid. She has no clue as to why the great birds would grant her such an incredible power, and hopes that somehow it will someday aid an important cause.


RP Sample: A heavy but steady drizzle had settled down upon the region of Kanto, with no signs of stopping. Everyone, people and Pokemon alike, seemed to have taken shelter from the downpour, as it wasn't common for a rainstorm this heavy and continuous to pour upon the region. Kanto was known to be a very warm and luscious region, and this storm was completely out of character for it.

"I can't believe we got stuck in the rain." A young girl grumbled, who at the moment looked more like a drowned rat than a fourteen year-old little girl.

"The first day on our mission, and we're scrambling around for shelter out in the middle of nowhere! The first storm to hit all year, and we're stuck right in the middle of it! Just our luck, huh Dahlia?"

The girl paused momentarily, glancing quickly behind her, wincing as she felt the full force of the rain come crashing down upon her thin body. She had been running across this vast meadow toward a thick patch of wood just ahead for about five minutes, running desperately, for once no clever plans in mind, her wish just being to escape the freezing rain. Up until now, her little Eevee had been running faithfully along beside her, but then mysteriously seemed to have vanished. Now stopping completely, the girl, Madelyn Maywah, stood shivering, at one time one of the most famous and powerful people in the region, now reduced to just a weak, cold little girl standing alone in what she thought was the middle of nowhere.

In actuality, Madelyn was closer to home than she realized. The thick woods she stood outside just so happened to be the woods surrounding the tiny town of Pallet, where her family had spent every Summer since she was born. If it weren't for Maddie's inability to find her way around, and also never having went on a trainer's quest like most children, she would have recognized immediately where she was. Maddie hadn't been rushing toward Pallet town specifically, she had just been running to any scrap of shelter she could find. But the fact that the shelter just so happened to be the woods surrounding Pallet was a little too important in her mission to be coincidence, and in fact, after she went back and thought about it, everything, including the strange storm seemingly thrown from the sky out of nowhere, was a strange interference by some outside force, by what most call destiny.

"Dahlia!" Madelyn screamed, her eyebrow furrowing in worry, as she continued scanning the meadow for her companion.

"Dahlia! Please come here! We're almost there! The woods are right in front of us!" Still, there was no response. Maddie felt like just falling over on the ground and weeping, but instead squatted down and slung her backpack off of her shoulder, her chest, visable through her soaked white sundress, heaving for air as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Dahlia!" She screamed now, her voice barely heard over the rumble of thunder in the distance. "Dahlia! Please just say something!"

"Veeeeeeeeee!" Maddie almost fainted in relief when Dahlia's all too-familiar cry reached her ears. It was a comforting sound, and immediately, she opened her arms as a tiny, drenched ball of brown fur sped down the path she had just walked, and jumped happily into her arms.

 

[Kansas]

so heres how it sits right now....

Jim - of course, still Reserved
Sweet_Dreams - I like your signup and its pretty decent. Except for one problem...I don't accept trainers with duplicates as another trainer, especially mine. haha i.e. Rapidash. If you're willing to change that, then you're Accepted
Umbreongirl - I like it so far, but I'll have you informed that I do have another RPer who asked me about a Ho-oh signup who is an accomplished writer so i thought I would let you know that currently you're in competition for Ho-oh with one other RPer so try to dazzle me :) Reserved

So the updated standings are this.

Kansas - Albrecht Pierson/Deoxys
Trainer Kat - Jett Donnovan/Giratina - Accepted
Arachnid - Alexian Cale/Mew - Accepted
Wilt - Jirachi - Reserved
Umbreongirl - Ho-oh - Reserved
Lash - Ho-oh - Reserved
Sweet_Dreams - Cara ???/Manaphy - Accepted/Pending
Jim - Sierra Ilex/Celebi - Reserved

Questions? concerns? PM me. If all of these sign ups finish soon and are accepted, then we can start quickly. We have more than enough to start the adventure

 

[Wilt]

Well my application is finished. I kind of gave up on the history part so that is my alibi to way it licks snail candy.

 

[Arachnid]

Thank you for accepting me Kansas! Cannot wait to get started. =)

It had been wonderful reading all the details of everyones characters - such lovely imaginations and well thought up characters.

 

[Shadowfaith]

Could I perhaps reserve Lugia Please?

 

[Sweet Dreams]

I've changed it as you wished and carefully scrolled up to check if any of my other Pokemon were taken. I'm quite sure that they're not, although it would be just like me to accidentally skip over some poor person's sign up. I'm just glad I got in, actually. Like you stated, this is an extremely literate RP, and I adore everybody's characters. *sings* I cannot wait to get started.

 

[Lash]

Name: Aspen Morsen

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Occupation: Trainer, researcher
Legendary and Ability: Ho-Oh - Power of Rebirth

Appearance: Aspen
Aspen is tall, around six feet in height. Though he appears lanky at first, he actually is relatively fit, however, his muscles don't show. He has creamy white skin. His eyes are a piercing blue, though they have a tendency to show small flecks of green, depending on how the light hits them. The most noticeable feature about Aspen is his shocking hair color, or, rather, colors. In fact, his hair reflects every color of the rainbow, from indigo to green to red. It appears unkempt, falling down into his eyes at the most inopportune times. He wears a yellow shirt with black lining, along with Levi blue jeans. He wears a pair of black shoes similar to Vans. The black lining of his shirt and the black shoes are the only colors he wears that aren't part of the rainbow. Aspen's usual expression is one of kindness, his eyes half narrowed and a grin upon his face.

Personality: Aspen is an all around nice person, the kind anyone would see as good company. He isn't the type to stand idly by while others are in pain, and will drop what he's doing to help them out, no matter the cost. Essentially, he has the ideal personality. On the rare occasions that he actually does get upset, he becomes withdrawn in an attempt to restrain his anger, not wanting to explode at the undeserving. These are the two most commonly displayed aspects of his personality. Aspen is never one to judge others based on first impressions. He is quite docile, and tries to avoid fighting at any cost. However, if threatened, he won't hesitate to defend himself. Though he would never dream of purposefully harming another, if it happens by accident, he will go to any lengths to console the person. Despite having a deep love for all living creatures, Aspen's people skills are somewhat lacking. He never spent much time around people as a child, causing him to become somewhat awkward at times.


History: Aspen was born in Goldenrod City. His parents weren't particularly wealthy, so he wasn't given the same opportunities as children from higher-up families were. At the tender age of four, he and his parents moved to Ecruteak City. He was an only child, and didn't have many friends, so he instead became close to a Turtwig he was given as a playmate. This sparked his intense love for Pokemon. Aspen was not entirely alone…there were other children he would occasionally spend time with, though, while he genuinely enjoyed their company, he preferred to play with his Turtwig. He cherished the turtle, always dropping what he was doing to make it happy. He would often pretend to be a Pokemon trainer, reenacting fake battles between his Turtwig and one of his action figures.

Aspen attended public school, as his parents weren't able to afford to send him to an expensive school. Though his outward appearance doesn't display this, he is actually really intelligent and had no trouble getting good grades throughout school. He met this girl when he was nine, and began to really like her. This girl had troubles at home. Her mom was dying of a fatal illness and there was nothing the doctors could do to save her. Aspen, being the caring person he was, would sit with her and console her, even by a simple hug. The two became close and she would rely on him for moral support. He wanted more than friendship though, and he believed he loved her. Even though he was awkward around people, there was something about her that made him comfortable, though he couldn't place it. One day, he got a phone call from the girl, who was crying hysterically. In a flash, he rushed to the hospital, where he found her mom had passed away. He felt powerless. Aspen would have done anything to save her mom and make her pain go away. But he couldn't. The girl and her father later moved away, and he hasn't heard from her since.

When Aspen was eleven, he would wander the city with Turtwig. Though the two had never had a formal battle, he picked up on trainer skills by observing other people's battles. Because he wouldn't interact with others, his people skills just became increasingly worse. Now that the girl had moved away, he felt he had no friends left. Because he didn't receive a lot of attention from his parents, he and Turtwig ran away together. Living only among Pokemon, he developed a deep love for them, and for life itself.

About a year after he left home, he received word that his parents had moved to Olivine. He knew that he couldn't go and visit them. He couldn't face them, not after what he'd done. Now that his parents no longer were near Ecruteak, he spent a good amount of time in the vicinity, befriending wild Pokemon in the area. Aspen lived with no one but Turtwig, taking up residence in his parents' old home. Two things were fixated firmly on his mind, however. He couldn't stop thinking about the Tin Tower and the Burnt Tower, and seemed to be inherently drawn to both. He wondered what mysteries they contained. This is when he took interest in research. He studied all he could, sometimes even forgetting what day it was (this caused him to miss his own birthday quite a bit). He made it his life's goal to learn about all the mysteries of the Pokemon World. When he wasn't studying, he would train his Pokemon, though this usually didn't involve battling.

As time went by, Aspen slowly became more confident, traveling outside his hometown of Ecruteak, visiting towns directly to the east and west. His favorite place soon became the Lake of Rage, because it was a good place to study Pokemon in the wild. Plus, there had been rumors of different-colored Pokemon surfacing, and he wanted to confirm this for himself. He was a bright kid, and knew not to go where he shouldn't. He didn't travel to places where there was too great a risk, such as the Ice Cave. His Turtwig couldn't generate heat, and he knew it would be too cold without. That's when he stumbled upon a wild Vulpix. Though he had a major type disadvantage, Aspen knew that wild Vulpix weren't easy to come across, and decided to capture it. It was a drawn out battle, and Turtwig nearly lost, but in the end, Aspen managed to capture it.

Vulpix in hand, he felt ready to enter the Ice Cave. Aspen entered and instantly released Vulpix, but it was still too cold, so he was forced to retreat. He trained up his Vulpix for weeks, making then another attempt, but it still wasn't enough. So he set his mind to do the only thing he knew would increase its strength. He was going to evolve it. For the first time in years, Aspen entered Goldenrod City. He intended to buy a Fire Stone to evolve Vulpix. Once he owned a Ninetales, he took another excursion out to the Ice Caves, but it was still no use. Try as he might, he couldn't get enough heat in the caves.

Now that he had been brave enough to go back to Goldenrod, Aspen found himself spending more and more time there with his Ninetales and Turtwig. By this time, Aspen was fourteen. He would spend lots of times at the slot machine, though he never became addicted. Eventually, after weeks of practice, he struck it big and won a Munchlax. He became close to the Munchlax, and they were similar in personality. By the time Aspen was fifteen, he had shown the Munchlax enough care that it had evolved into a Snorlax. Despite being huge, Snorlax often stays out of his Pokeball and walks alongside Aspen, while Turtwig loves to be on his shoulder.

One day, whilst wandering through the Lake of Rage, Aspen heard a shrill scream coming from the lake. He ran as fast as he could, and stumbled upon the sight of a wild Gyarados attacking a man. The man was killed right before his eyes, and Aspen became devastated. He ran over to him as tears streamed down his cheeks. The Gyarados had sunk back to the bottom of the lake. Aspen rushed over to the corpse. His tears fell upon the man. Even though it wasn't his fault, he blamed himself for not being able to do anything to save the innocent bystander. As tears fell upon the man's face, breath rushed quickly into his lungs. A miracle had just occurred…a dead man had returned to life when Aspen's tears had hit him. It was then that Aspen noticed six feathers tattooed upon his hand. Right there, before his eyes, one disappeared, leaving only five left…

*pokemonelite2000 image removed* Turtwig
Pokemon Personality: Turtwig is a happy go lucky Pokemon, always up for a battle. It was Aspen's first Pokemon, so the two of them have an extremely strong bond. Turtwig always wants to be on Aspen's shoulder, and doesn't like to be separated from him. It gets along well with other Pokemon, and is well liked by both Snorlax and Ninetales. It is very laid back and kind, though when Aspen is in danger it will not hesitate to fight.

*pokemonelite2000 image removed* Snorlax
Pokemon Personality: Snorlax is lots like Aspen in personality. It is very nice and loving, and cares for many living creatures. Like most Snorlax, it is very lazy, and loves to sleep, as well as eat. It is really docile and it takes a lot to anger it. However if it feels threatened, or if it feels Aspen is threatened, it will attack, though it really hates doing so.

*pokemonelite2000 image removed* Ninetales
Pokemon Personality: Ninetales is pretty arrogant, since it's the first of Aspen's Pokemon to have evolved. It is perhaps his strongest when it comes to battling, and thus has a confident attitude. It is very loyal to Aspen and refuses to let him down. This often leads to it pushing itself to the point of exhaustion in battle. Still, even when it loses, it retains its cocky attitude, and it truly believes it is Aspen's most powerful Pokemon.

RP Sample: From Kats Grand Tournament

While a small amount of drama and noise had emerged from the other new trainers who entered the lab, Marcus preferred not to get into it. He released a small laugh or two, just to look like an innocent bystander. He waited in his seat, without much movement, other than crossing his arms while waiting and a yawn, since it did take a few minutes for all to get in, and for introductions. Though, he did look over at Kat when she hugged the other trainer, exclaiming that he is cute. For a moment, he let a bit of jealousy show in his eyes, but turned his head, to look mature.

Finally, Oak had made an entrance. He entered with a tray of Pokeballs in his hands, and a smile on his face. Marcus couldn't help but to smile with glee, since he was now ready to get a Pokemon, and start his journey for the Pokemon League. All the other trainers in the room along with Marcus stood, waiting for Oak to assign them a Pokemon and give them a Pokedex.

"Your name is, Marcus?"

The blonde haired boy nodded.

Oak handed him a spherical object, with a button in the middle, making the ball be like a capsule. Without even speaking up, Marcus was given a red Pokedex. A smile emerged, as he was now ready. In his hands were a Pokeball and a Pokedex. He pressed the button in the middle of the ball. Emerging was a small, yellow mouse Pokemon, standing at about 13 or 14 inches. With red cheeks, and being energetic as it could be, this was a Pikachu.

The Pokemon immediately jumped into Marcus's arms, and begin crawling around him, to explore its new trainer. Marcus laughed, since he was being tickled a little. He looked his right, seeing other trainers open their Pokeballs. The blonde haired girl, Kat, looked displeased with a Charmander. Marcus spoke up,

"Don't be too displeased if you didn't get the Pokemon you wanted. It is your partner- It is destiny that it was assigned to you."

Marcus said so while walking over to Kat. Looking down at Charmander with Pikachu hanging onto his shoulder, literally standing on it, they both looked at the starter. Marcus patted his hand on Charmanders head for a moment, and took one small glance at its trainer.

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