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Personality: very timid, has a umming problem, has very low-selfesteem
Appearance:She wears a dress that is Orange One and Black that is tied around the waist with a huge bow that has the smiling face like the one of girafarig tail, her hair long Blonde that is shoulder legnth. And she has seafoam eyes.
History:-sigh- Eppe grew up in foster care, until she was unable to be adopted anymore (they kicked her out when she was 10) Eppe wondered the woods until she came so close to death until a Girafarig saved her life by feeding her berries it fount. Everyday the girafarig would stop by where she laid and feed her berries until she got better. When Eppe became better the girafarig decided to stay by her side and thats how she got into pokemon, from there loving and kindness.
Powers:touch the dead make it alive again. (thats it ._.)
Inner Pokemon
Name:Jupiter
Gender: Boy
Species: Girafarig
Personality: Jupiter is the complete oppisite of Eppe.
Appearance: Jupiter has a berry necklace around its neck so Eppe is able to tell which pokemon is hers.
History:-sigh- Eppe grew up in foster care, until she was unable to be adopted anymore (they kicked her out when she was 10) Eppe wondered the woods until she came so close to death until a Girafarig saved her life by feeding her berries it fount. Everyday the girafarig would stop by where she laid and feed her berries until she got better. When Eppe became better the girafarig decided to stay by her side and thats how she got into pokemon, from there loving and kindness.
Powers:touch the dead make it alive again. (thats it ._.)
Inner Pokemon
Name:Jupiter
Gender: Boy
Species: Girafarig
Personality: Jupiter is the complete oppisite of Eppe.
Appearance: Jupiter has a berry necklace around its neck so Eppe is able to tell which pokemon is hers.
Okay, for one, I'm not real fond of the "resurrection" concept. Once dead, nobody should be resurrected, at least not without consequences. It's just not possible, ever.
Also, your human's abilities should reflect your Girafarig's moves and abilities...so unless you have a Girafarig that knows some sort of revival move (and I don't really know one that's like that at all), it won't work.
Okay, for one, I'm not real fond of the "resurrection" concept. Once dead, nobody should be resurrected, at least not without consequences. It's just not possible, ever.
Also, your human's abilities should reflect your Girafarig's moves and abilities...so unless you have a Girafarig that knows some sort of revival move (and I don't really know one that's like that at all), it won't work.
It's this bit because at the start of the RP none of the charecters know of the Pokemon world or Pokemon as such. They may know of thier Pokemon partner but the chances are that they don't properly know what it is.
cerealXXmilk: Please would you change your history because there are no pokemon in the human world which is where you are meant to start. Also resurection will not be allowed as a power sorry you will have to change it.
Personality: Aschen comes from a wealthy family. A stunning brilliance, is what Aschen sees himself as. He strives to perfect all work he sets on, and al styles of martial arts he asters.He would go to the far end of the Earth just to learn this ine more technique or trick to get the current something he is working on. He also sees himelf pompus, but others see him as a warm-hearted person, with an attitude.In this case he tries to stay with the upper class of people, except the lower class of social status approach him, asking him questions and trying ot get ot know him, and therefor is put out by him unseemimingly unresponsive. Eventually, this will happen to enough people that people except him high calss friends approach him, but he is also a natural vagabond at heart, and moves wawy from his current place of living because he always wants to learn more things. In life, Aschen sees a fountian of knowledge, waiting to be drank, so he follows all traces of the forbidden knowledge. He likes to track down legends of old tales and treasures. As a result he has a hand crafted gun, That he used to carry around. With his friends, they regard each other as "rivals with a bond". They compete with each other in the various martial arts,styles of learning. They do accompany each other on escapades and adventures, and then they act like true friends. They help each other, thatacccomadate to each other's situation, and they will never let each other. Although he has gone on many trips like this with many of his griends, two friends stood out. Haken browning Vlad Browning, two brothers, separated by a year in age. They become friends after getting lost in the himamlayas, then almost dieing, Aschen found a cabin, in which the owner that let sleep in. Since then they have done many more adventures together.
Appearance:
( yes I'm basing my character off of OG gaiden)
Aschen , with his black,"crusader get up ( or what his friends call it)usually goes adventuring wearing this, but lately he is able to wear this all the time. He has generic cowboy boots, except he has a spring loaded blade in his left shoe, and a handgun with a cellphone in his sole of his foot on his right. He has black, loose pants thant close in an protective wear near the inside of his hips, He then has a coat of black, in which he has a variety of pockets with materilas, weapons, and tools at his disposal. He carry's a hipholser and utility belt, which is usually full of ammo, smkoe pellets and other things. Las ut not least, he carry's a black hat, which has...nothing hidden in it unlike his other garments.
History: . Aschen grew up in the city, where they were, gangs,guilds,muggers and crime everywhere. Although he lived in the upper district, he bacame part of this group when he was a teenager, but then stopped when he dcided to leave home. aschen lives with his wealthy parents when he is at home, and when travelling about he has an enormous amount of inheritance money at his disposal., but where he is currently staying. He also is a sharpshooter, in which he use to work with a gun company, and marketing business in a sharpshooting events.
Powers: Aschen has discovered his powers, but he just thinks of them as natural talents or gifts given to him by some entitie. he is superior in martial arts,biegng able t o throust his oppnet across the room in one punch. he also has the power of psuchic waves and forces that is able to move objects or concentrate it into a beam of energy. he can also concentrate this energy to make a solid mass of energy and to make it like a bullet which he can use his sharpshooting talents to aim across, and he can make the bullet can as fast and as long as he wants, he just has to dictate its movements. He can also create any kind of forcefield with this, but only as long as his body can endre it The last of his powers is a crude sense of telepathic communication with other people, but this comes later on. He also can turn one type of matter into another, whether it's water into air, or rock into water. Inner Pokemon
Name: Misyu
Gender:female
Species:Gallade
Personality: misyu acts very similar to Ascgen, excepts she is more clam and self reserved.
Appearance: Misyu has a red crest at the top of her head.
Ability: (Please refer to this out of battle as well as in battle)
Oliver stared at his poke gear map, trying to make out his bearings. He was on a crude forest path...in the middle of nowhere. The sunlight beamed down on him, burning the sunscreen off of his face.
" Damn I just had to go off that trail to follow that Sentret. I did a nice job getting us loss. I need to get to goldenrod city by sundown."
The screen of the Poke gear flickered as it ran out of battery. The once map displayed turned dark, just as Oliver's hope of getting out of their navigation troubles easily. Oliver growled in anger.
Goldenrod City, the center of commerce in Johto, was on the horizon of Oliver's. The ground raced past Oliver's eyes as he ran at a strenuous pace. He made further progress to the city, bathed in the setting sun's light. Getting closer and closer, the fiery pokemorph slowed down as he reached the gate. Reaching the guards Oliver put on a different expression, not as to cause trouble but as a loyal citizen.
"What is your business in goldenrod city sir?" the guard said as he looked over Oliver's gruff look. Oliver then set his eyes on the guard, fighting the urge to defy his authority. He then simply looked away, calmy brushed himself off and said his business. The guard then moved aside as Oliver walked in to the city. The city, bustling with life and activity, didn't seem to want to rest even as the approaching absence of light started to rise from below. Adults with bag of products and groceries, mothers and fathers with their children in tow, and the occasional trainer, setup with their gear. Oliver felt in his element here. Soaking in the numerous advertisements and auras of other people, it was the first time since he felt good since he left Saffron city. The only one thing missing from this scene was the dirtiness. There was no crime or pollution. No illegal dealings in alleyways. It was as Goldenrod city and Saffron City were two beacons, one of Light and one of Dark. Oliver walked up the Roads looking at the individual places, shops and stores. But what he really wanted to look at was the radio tower. He often listened to his Poke gear. He wanted to listen to his favorite radio program, but then realized that his poke gear just recently ran out of power. His Excited stride then turned into a morose march, but still had the hope of taking the tour of the radio tower. He then took a left Turn as he saw the radio tower. He started running at an awe-inspiring speed Oliver thought to himself "Okay Oliver, here's the plan. We're not gonna take the regular tour of the place, so get ready to do some damage."
Oliver became thrilled at his idea, and prospect of a fight, and wanting to do some serious if not permanent damage."
As soon as he was ready, Oliver burst through the door. People saw the blur of red as Oliver darted to the stairs to the upper levels. As soon as he saw an elevator, Oliver got in and rose to other areas. A ring of confirmance sounded as the elevator door opened. Oliver walked casually in, Unrenowned to the terror that waited him. He surveyed what everything looked like, and as he looked at one of the people in the room they were staring at him intensely. " Oh, um I got lost on the tour and-" One of the pokemorphs lunged at Oliver. The rest of the pokemorphs in the room began to crowd around him. He noticed who was attacking him a large mightyena looking human battering him to pieces. Everything began to slow down to Oliver, the punches and bites the waving arms of other pokemorphs. Then a feeling unknown to him appeared, weakness. He saw his potential fly past him as the hostile attackers were mangling him. He saw what he would look like, dead, all weak and pitiful. Anger rose up from below Oliver. Not just any anger, an anger used to kill. Oliver threw the mightyena across the room into the wall. Sanding up, the wounds and bruises seem to fade at an alarming rate. He then roared with prehistoric might, the old Oliver pushed away, and a new being was born.
The other beings were stunned at the display. Oliver lunged himself at them taking them down one by one. His Arcanine-like reflexes and strength aloud him to do dodge and block the attacks from the rebels. Blasts off water and ice were thrown at him, slowing him down, but didn't stop the fight. He released wave after wave of fiery flames that consumed the weaker beings. All that stood left unwounded were but a few pokemorphs. One launched a mighty blow to Oliver's head, stunning him. His old self then came back. He recollected the events that just happened in a few seconds, his eyes darting around the room looking an escape. But, the door from which he entered opened and emergerged more rebel pokemorphs.
"Who are you people?" Oliver said afraid of the mass of enemies, larger than him. "We are the rebellion. Pokemorphs who are against pitiful humans. You should know that, are you wrong in the head?" Oliver was about to find a diplomatic way to escape. But then from in the corner where the fight began, the mightyena rose up from his unconsciousness, and fired a dark energy at Oliver. "Aaarg!" Oliver screamed as the power of dark took over his mind. "No. I can...fight ...this off." Bending to his knees he covered his head, and his body searched for another reserve of energy perhaps that can help him escape. As the shadow ball took more for his being, Oliver began to lose hope. The scene from the rebel pokemorph looked pitiful. A red haired pokemorph sitting on the floor fighting his body and mind. As Oliver stood up again, the rest of the pokemorph tensed. Would they fight another battle against this foe? But no, Oliver just stood there...wondering about his moves under the glossy look he displayed to fool them. A silence grabbed everybody; all that could be heard was the ticking of a clock in the corner. Oliver tensed his legs, leaped over the ring of pokemorphs surrounding him, and landed just a few feet from the mightyena. He pivoted as ran through the door. He did this in a matter of seconds and just as he escaped his pursuers followed. Doors flew open; the radio tower was deserted as Oliver ran through the hallways. Strange he thought, why aren't they following me. He pushed the door open to the stair well and he jumped through the middle and fell to the bottom floor. Pushing open the door, he ran through the lobby. As soon as he reached the middle, a black blur launched himself at Oliver.
"You must not be part of the rebellion, you do not even know about the rebellion. Right" the mightyena said. "Answer me!" He picked Oliver Up and threw him back down on the floor. " No." Oliver said in a gasp of air. " Let me tell you one thing, red haired pokemorph, don't meddle with the affairs of the rebellion again. Or next time I will not be merciful." He threw Oliver Toward a back Exit of the Building and released him outside in an alleyway. Everything on Oliver began hurting. He managed to pick himslef up and hide in a dumpster, half conscious and laid to rest. The darkness enveloped him as he fell asleep. Before this day, he never had any contact with other pokemorphs, as the only different about Oliver was on the inside. Through the night in the smelly dumpster, he took in all of this information and his feeling reveled one things.
This people, must be stopped. Their plans must not succeed.
Sorry I wasn't on yesterday, King! thanks for running this place while I was gone. List of Accepted Characters Konekodemon Missingno. DutcheSSe Latias (Zoom Out!) Jahool~ Katachu Accepted by me CrystallineSeraphim you just need to be accepted by King! and then your in. Denied jebees~ too many spelling mistakes. Right everyone I know your all getting impatiant so we will soon start the RP. First I will get an OOC thread set up and then we will start, SU will continue for a few days after the start and then will be closed until later in the RP.