Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Melancholy of the World

[Gamekrazy]

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Melancholy of the World (CLOSED)

On a particular sunny day,
A happiness greater than magic,
Will pour down,
Endlessly.​

PLOT

Arceus, after creating the world and the other legendary pokemon to maintain it, felt very confident that it would be able to run itself without incident. Feeling that it was most likely dangerous for one single entity - him - to have absolute control of the world, lest he one day go out of control, decided to step down from his position as 'god' of the pokemon world. Taking the form of a female pikachu, Arceus wiped himself of his memories and decended to earth, to live as a normal pokemon, leaving his legendaries to run the world and settle disputes. For quite some time, things were peaceful, until it became obvious that Arceus had made a large mistake: He had not removed his powers from his new body, thinking that without knowledge of them they would go unused.

He was wrong.

Arceus, or Megumi, as she was now called, slowly began to grow bored of the melancholy of her world. Even after joining an exploration team, things still were not exciting enough for her. She found herself doing the same boring types of missions over and over again, and went from team to team searching for one that was out-of-the-ordinary, different, and interesting. She found no such team. Eventually, her desire for interesting events to happen awakened her dormant powers within her, unintentionally altering reality itself.

The Deoxys, an alien race of pokemon, noticed an unusual explosion of data from planet earth, finding Megumi at the center. Celebi found herself unable to travel further back in time prior to the time of the data explosion, and Dalgia could see no physical evedince of time even existing before that moment. Several pokemon were awakened to the existence of negative patches of space, with large titans dwelling within them, curse forms of the very legend that spawned them: Arceus. Palkia became aware that the spacial planes of their world and another were beginning to overlap, calling in beings from another reality, claiming to be something called "human" forced into pokemon form.

The Legendary pokemon were very concerned with this situation. It was evident that if Megumi became displeased with the world to an extreme extent, reality could very well deconstruct itself and create a new world. Most legends agreed that they very much liked their current universe, and so they set out to observe the situation, attempt to prevent the displeasure of their unknowing 'god', keep reality the way it was, and possibly repair the damage that had already been done. Other legends however, the more malicious ones, saw this as their chance to abuse the situation and gain absolute control of the world. After years of what they would call underappriciation from their fellow legends and the pokemon race, they began plotting their own means of dealing with the situation...

Megumi, completely unaware that she is causing the world to fall apart, continues to live her life to the extent that she would concider normal, wishing to find something extra-ordinary in her world, not realizing that the group of pokemon who were about to become accuainted with her were far from normal...

YOUR ROLE

Three years ago, under the noses of the rest of the pokemon world, strange events began to occur. The Deoxys, curious about the fallen god and the powers she may hold, sent down interfaces, under the guise of everyday pokemon, to observe the situation on earth and report back to them, not wanting to reveal the existence of their alien race just yet (though the legendary pokemon already knew.)

Other pokemon were suddenly able to seek out and discover areas in space, bubbles of area where all color seemed to have been sucked out of it. Normal pokemon passed in and out of them without even noticing anything different, it was only the 'awakened' pokemon who seemed to notice. Inside of these negative areas of space, or 'closed space' as it came to be known by those who could see it, dwelled a pokemon many only had heard of in stories: Arceus. Though it was very clear that it was not the true Arceus, for his ring was an odd green color, and seemed to have a dark presence around him. When this 'Curse Arceus' is defeated, the closed space ceases to exist, reverting to normal space. Should it be left by itself, the space begins to expand, sometimes spawning more then one of the beasts within.

From the future, about a hundred years or so forward, pokemon have tumbled down into the current time plane. In their time plane, much more of the world is civilized by pokemon, not to mention that their methods of building houses and other buildings has greatly improved. Food is now beginning to be farmed and sold on a large scale, in contrast to the work pokemon now must do to find and harvest their own berries and fruit. They have not achieved technology as we would consider it (Such as cars, computers, ect) but in terms of agriculture, they have developed several ways to improve crops, and have invented the likes of cement for buildings. At first, Celebi and Dialga had attempted to use their powers to return some of these pokemon home, but found more just kept falling back to the present. Instead, they have devoted most of their powers to see new arrivals do not appear, rather then get the ones already here back where they came from.

From an alternate plane of reality, where pokemon do exist, but are befriended and trained by beings known as 'humans' for professional sport. Some of these humans have been drawn from their world into that of the pokemon world, in the process taking on the guise of pokemon. This is the result of the dimentional planes of both the pokemon and human worlds beginning to overlap. Similar to Celebi and Dialgia's position, Palkia is devoting most of his time to see the two planes do not interact more then they already should, rather then send the ones who have already fallen through home.

You are one of the above mentioned types of pokemon. In the three years since the odd events have started, perhaps you have came to learn of the cause, weather it be from others like you who knew, or a Legendary Pokemon who informed you, or some other reason. Perhaps you have continued through your three years with absolutely no idea what is going on at all. But one things for sure, you are going to be involved, weather you like it or not.

For those who do happen to know of the situation, the most that is known about Megumi is that somehow she created a 'data explosion' (Only the Deoxys can fully grasp what this means) she is the reason time is being shaken up, calling in beings from the future, when she gets depressed or upset, closed space appears, and she seems to be the reason that the dementional planes are crossing over, causing humans to fall into the pokemon world. In short, without even knowing it, she commands reality. Those who know of her abilities usually know not to reveal their true nature to her. Nobody is exactly sure what would happen, but such information could change her entire perception of reality, which in turn, could drastically change reality itself.

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Name: Your name. Last not required.
Age: Your age in human years.
Species: What species of pokemon you are.
Gender: What gender of pokemon you are.
Oddity: Exactly how are you different? Are you human, from the future, an alien, or have anything else strange about you? (if you are making your oddity up, don't get too crazy.)
Description: If there is nothing different about you from the game sprites, you dont have to fill this out.
Personality: How do they act twords others? A few paragraphs please.
History: How has their life played out prior to the rp? Because of the nature of the rp, I will allow interactions with legendary pokemon in your history. You may wish to PM me first though. I have plans for some of the legends. A few paragraphs again. No super short histories.
Other:
RP Sample: Sample from a previous rp (Or one that you just write up) To show me how well you can do. May be copy/pasted.

My Character

(Because I will be controlling Megumi as well, and I wasn't feeling very creative, he dosn't have a very colorful backstory...)

Name: Yuudai (Yuu)
Age: 15
Species: Cubone
Gender: Male
Oddity: Is able to see and enter closed space.
Description: Same as the game sprite.
Personality: Yuu is a very down-to-earth and reasonable pokemon. On average, he is very easy to get along with, and isn't easily irritable. He tends to think situations through, and not take chances, and is very disapproving when other people have radical ideas they wish to try out. Aside from being able to see patches of distorted reality, he was brought up as your average pokemon, and is very much like your average pokemon.
History: Yuu was born to a normal couple of Marowaks, and from a young age was raised by the pokemon standard of 'normal.' He revered rescue teams, but never himself ever thought of joining one. He wasn't exactly into the whole 'fighting' thing. He was what you would call a peacafist. However, one day, when he was 12, that all changed.

He was simply walking along, minding his own buisness, when he came across something very odd: It seemed like a large bubble, where the land and the skies went grey. He spent some time observing it, and looked around. No other pokemon in the area seemed to notice it. In fact, they were just passing through it like it was nothing, like it wasn't even there! Starting to think he was seeing things, his curiosity got the better of him, and he walked forward, into the unknown space.

Once he was inside, he was alone. None of the outside pokemon had came with him. Time was still. It was quite an eerie feeling. Wandering around on his own, he eventually came upon something he surely was not expecting: Arceus. Except this wasn't the diety he had heard of in stories. It was different, ominus, and whats more, coming right for him! He attempted to run, not knowing how to properly defend himself, but the titan was too fast, and could catch up easily. He thought he was a goner, until another pokemon came by. A Grumpig. Using protect, he saved the Cubone from the titan's Judgement attack. With the pig pokemon came several others, three or so in total, who engaged in battle with the beast, and won. Upon its defeat, it dissapeared into nothing, and the odd space returned to normal once again. Confused, Yuu was taken back to his saviors guild, where the Grumpig's team informed him exactly of what was going on, why he could see those odd patches in space, and how he and the rest of his team could too.

It soon became apparent to the Cubone that with this newfound 'power' of his, he couldn't just stand by while these invisible dimentions with these monstrosities living within them slowly consumed reality. And so he joined the Wigglytuff guild, to help train himself up, and unknowingly become closer to the one pokemon who was causing all this chaos...

Other:
RP Sample: From "Black and White" On serebii forums. Not pokemon related, I know.

Balthazar gazed out over his city, a firm, solid masterpiece of stone. Just below him a young human child and his father gazed upon it too. Tourists, who had never seen the grandeur of the city, let alone from this hight seemed amazed by the enormity of it all. It amused 'Zar to watch the young boy point out the many things he had seen to his father, even though the elder human had obviously already looked upon them. These parental relationships that humans shared intreauged the Gargoyle. He had never had a parent. Only a sculptor, with which he never actually met, and who he was sure would not consider him his 'son.' Balthazar chuckled in his head (Because his vocal chords were currently solid stone) at the thought of his sculptor being the equivalent of his father.

The father and son returned to their room, and Zar was once again alone. The sound of flapping wings came to him, and to his dismay, a bird landed atop his head. One of his most hated birds. A pigeon. He mentally let out an annoyed groan as the bird decided to perch upon him, a mistake that would end its life. Waiting for the right time, Balthazar quickly reverted into his living form, and before the bird had time to react, snapped it up between his jaws. One chomp, and blood began to seep from its now unmoving body. A few more chomps, and the avian was nothing more then a bloody mass of matted feathers, which he swallowed down, letting out a belch afterwards.

"Damn birds..." He muttered to himself, wiping the pigeons blood off of his mouth. Movement beneath him caught his attention. It seemed the young boy from earlier had came back out, possibly hearing the slight commotion from his recent meal. Smirking to himself, Zar leaned forward slightly and petrified his body once more, his new position making it seem like he was looking at the boy specifically. When the child turned around, his eyes landed on the Gargoyle. For a few moments, he did not move, trying to decide if the statue had always been like that, and he just didn't notice, or if the noises he had heard earlier truly did come from that monster of stone above their balcony, and it was now thinking about having him as his next meal. After several moments of silence, the boy left, in what seemed to be a cautious walk back inside of his room. Zar chuckled to himself, returning to his living form temporarily to re-possition himself in his standard pose.

Humans. They were so fun to mess with.

 

[Wolf in the Rain]

W00T! First reply!

Name: Volt

Age: 15

Species: Pikachu

Gender: Male

Oddity: Has no Recollection of Previous Life. Faster than normal Pikachu.

Description: Looks like a normal Pikachu except for a brown stripe running horizontally across the muzzle

Personally- Volt has always wanted to help others, mostly because he doesnn't want others to go through what he did when he woke up with no memory. Although he is extremely rash in most situations, like when the lightning storm hit, he can get out of tough situations by trying the unexpected or the near impossible, and most of the time, it works. He tries to always be the first one into the unknown, even though 99% of the time, he doesn't think it though.

Volt is not the best at making friends and usually lets people aproach him. However, when he makes friends they become very close. Volt believes in protecting the things that he holds close or that he has gained with all of his strength. Never the one to quit, he sometimes will fight for a cause of possession he holds dear, such as his old guild Most of the time, he overexerts himself.

However, Volt is curious about his memory before he woke up in the town. He often can be found lost in thought in the forest or quiet place, pondering what could have happened before that day. After the experience with Raikou, he has been more curious then ever about his past. He has also disobeyed direct orders from the guild master to try to get a lead on who he really is.

History: Volt has no recollections of his previous life. All he remembers is waking up alone at the age of ten, in a bustling town of Pokemon. He had lived alone for many days forging for food and living in a nearby forest in a makeshift hammock. Although he did go into town once or maybe twice a week, this was only for supplies. One day, at the age of eleven, the Pikachu heard about a guild and joined it at once. However, the guild only accepted one member a year. The Pikachu was denied, the guild master saying that he was too undeveloped in his skills and jumped into situation's without thinking.

After a year of hard training and honing his skills, he tried out for the new guild again and this time, he made it. When new arrived at a guild, for the first time he was welcomed with open arms. About a week after he had joined, a major lightning storm hit the guild base. Realizing that if the guild was destroyed, he would lose all of his new friends and his chance of learning who he really was, he stood on the roof with other pokemon from the guild and attempted to deflect the lightning. A half-hour later, Volt was the only one left, but considerably drained.

After about an hour of deflecting lightning, Volt had run out of strength, and collapsed, just as a bolt of lightning was about to strike him and the guild. Suddenly there was a flash of light, and the legendary Raiku was shielding in front of him. With a roar that shook the whole earth, the storm was dispelled. Raikou then proceeded to tell Volt about the collapsing of space and time and how Raikou had chosen Volt to help him stop the disaster. However, before Raikou was done with his speech, Volt passed out. Later, Volt woke up in a guild bed, sparking with electricity. Since he could not remember his name, and Pikachu was too broad, the members gave him the nickname Volt. After the incident, other members had told him he was at least twice as fast as other Pikachu, out running even the Dodrio by half the course. When Volt was 14, he temporarily left the guild to find who he really was and what Raikou meant by that he had chosen him. He has been going from town to town, helping Pokemon in need ever since.

Other: Faster then other Pikachu
and friends.

RP SAMPLE ( I might write one later but right now im exausted)

Spoiler:

Heres one from one of my first RPs

"Comon comon comon" Chris chanted as he waited in his cabin.
The boat had been stopped in port for hours. Apparently, one of the trainer's Onix broke out of it's pokeball and the crew had spent the last hour trying to put it back in. Chris glanced at the clock, 4:00, only an hour until Professor Oak closed the lab to new trainers and he wouldn't be able to get a Pokémon for another year. "Assuming there are any left..." he mumbled to himself. After a half-hour more of waiting a voice came over the intercom

"This is your captain speaking, sorry for the delay. We will now be de-embarking the ship. Thank you for patience and we hope your enjoy your stay."

Chris quickly grabbed his bag and ran off the ship.

Glancing at his watch he saw that he only had 15 minutes left, and he was still 2 miles away from Pallet Town.

In Pallet Town, Professor Oak was packing up "Well, I guess there are no more trainers for today, guess ill head to Delia's for dinner."

Suddenly someone busted through the door
"Proffesor- Oak- I'm- here- I- made it." stammered Chris

"Hm I was wondering if you would show up, its almost 5. You must be...umm..."

"Koji " replied Chris, not wanting to blow his cover.

"Ah yes, Koji, you called on the ship, correct?"

"Yea"

"Alright let's get you your first Pokémon, shall we?"

"Ok, I though really hard about this, and I'm going to choose Charmander!"

"Umm... remember, you are late..."

"Oh...Yeah... How about Squirtle?"

"Nope"

"Bulbasaur?"

"No"

"Pikachu?"

"Sorry"

"Anything"

"Well...umm"

Suddenly the Phone rang. "Oh, I should get that. Koji, can you wait here?"

"I guess..."

Chris sat down, head between his hands. He couldn't think of what he would do if he couldn't get a Pokémon. He couldn't go back to Sootopolis and he couldn't stay at Pallet.
He could slightly overhear Professor Oak. Apparently he was talking to someone named 'Elm'.
About 10 minutes later. Professor Oak returned.

"Well Koji, that was Professor Elm, one of the Professors in the Johto region, he has one Pokémon left."

"Really which one?! What type?"

"He sending it over now"

Chris looked at the computer, and saw a light coming from the PC transporter, it shaped into a ball which Professor Oak picked up.

"Koji, meet your new partner, Totodile." With that Professor Oak opened the ball, revealing a Totodile. It looked like any normal Totodile, except for the one green stripe running horizontally across it's snout.

"Well, I guess we're going to be partners Totodile.

"Totodile" it replied jumping onto Chris's backpack. It then proceeded to throw out a few things before getting back onto it.

"Umm...Totodile, we need the map... and my wallet... and the sleeping bag..."

"Ha, looks like it likes you. Professor Elm wanted to look at that green stripe across it's snout, but he thought that you would need it more and that it would be happier with you."

" Yeah" Chris chuckled

"Well Koji, if you want to catch up to the other trainers, you better leave ASAP. Here is your pokedex and 5 pokeballs."

"Alright. Thanks Professor Oak, next time you see me, I'll be at the Indigo Plateau!"

"Ha ha. They all say that."

"Ready, Totodile? Let's go!"

"Totodile"

And with that, Chris and Totodile left the Lab, ready to start their adventure.

 

[Pikalover10]

I'll sign up!

Name: Maximillion
Age: 10
Species: Buizel
Oddity: (It's a made up one....I don't think its all that crazy my self but...) Whenever Max looks into a fire he can see events that have happened, are happening, or will happen in the flames. This ability helps him alot in resue searchs although he is not able to tame who he can see in the flames yet.

Personality: Max is very quiet and suspicious. He sneaks around in the shadows and almost always is undetected. When people need someone to do spy work for them, they usually come to him for the job. Max also can scale up the sides of walls quick and quietly. He loves to swim as any Buizel does, but he also likes to climb trees. When he is seen in the shadows he usually is punished for it. Max is also very funny around his friends and he loves to battle. He has three best friends and two passed away from a deadly disease while the other one moved away.

History: Max was born on a quiet little island in the middle of nowhere on the ocean. He lived there for three years until a ship crashed there. When the ship crashed thousands of people were forced to live there until someone came for them. His mom and dad were abducted while he was hiding in the bushs. Max lived in his family's secret duggout until they borded another ship to leave. Max had snuck out and had secretly bordded the ship too. HE was on the cruise line until they landed and he got off.

He lived in a cave on the shore of a beach for a few years and practiced hiding and swiming without his parents there. One day a little blue egg washed ashore and it looked like it needed the sea water to hatch. Max had grabbed the egg and put it into the ocean again. After a few minutes the spot where the egg was started glowing (this happened under water and Max couldn't see what had hatched from it). It hatched and before Max could jump in and see what had hatched from it, the thing swam away. Max has always been anxious to see what came from that egg.

RP Sample:
Max stood there as Proffessor Birch was shaking all of their hands and he was the last one to get his hand shaked. He thanked them for sving him and then he told them to follow him. He was the last one in the line. He looked at the scenery and noticed tons of different pokemon. Ones that were brown and tan and ones that were grey and black. He couldn't wait to start his adventure.

They soon arivved in Littleroot again and they walked inside his laboratory. He paced up and down as all of them were standing in a horizonatal line. He came to a halt and said "The pokemon that you sent the pokeball flying at will be your starters." He walked over to his desk and he opened one of the cabinets and pulled out 5 red mechanical objects. "These are pokedexs and they will tell you all you need to know about certain pokemon." he said handing them all out and of course...Max was the last one to get his.

He didn't like being the last one to shake Birch's hand, or be the last one in line, or even the last one to get there pokedex. Birch also handded out 5 pokeballs and Max was last again. "Why? Why am I always last!?" Max shouted out to Birch. Birch didn't respond because he appearently wasn't listening. This enraged Max. "Why aren't you listening? My name is Max and I'm going to be the greatest pokemon master of all time and I don't like being last at everything!!!!!" Max shouted furious. "See. It's that exact attitude that will put you at the very bottom of your goal!" Proffessor Birch scowled at Max. He flinched and looked away. "I'm sorry." he mumbled so quiet that Birch could barely make it out.

"Now these pokeballs will be used to capture wild pokemon like you did with your beginner. But remember to weaken the pokemon before you use it understood?" Birch asked looking at every single one of them and noticed that Max was still looking away. They all nodded their heads as if they understood. All of them except for Max. Birch sighed and then everyone set off on their journeys.

Max was held up by Birch after all the others had left and of course he again would have been last. "I'm sorry Max. I didn't mean to storm off at you but you shouldn't have shouted that stuff out at the moment." Birch said with Max's back to him. Max turned around and looked at Birch as if he didn't want to hear what the man was saying. "I don't care what you say because you don't care what I say or what I feel. You're just an old man who wants nothing but for the new beginners to set off and gather data for you while you sit back and relaxe!" Max yelled at him storming off.

Birch sighed again and noticed that Max had left his pokedex behind. Birch ran after Max and saw him sitting on a bench. "Max! You foregot your pokedex in the lab." Birch yelled after him. Max looked back at Birch and grabbed the mechanical machine. He didn't say a word just sat there looking beyond Route 101. He wnted to find out what happened to his mom so bad. He felt like there was an emptiness inside of him.

Birch was still standing there. "I'm sorry Proffessor Birch. It's just..." Max said. "I know what happened to your mother and I'm very sorry for that pain that was brought upon you." Birch said. He left and went back inside his laboratory and Max stood up with his new beginner pokemon in his hand. He smiled and put it onto his belt and walked to the enterance of Route 101. He saw a nice patch of grass and walked over and sat in it. He called his new pokemon out. "Tree!" It said. "So you're the pokemon Treeko huh?" Max asked looking at the pokemon. "Treeko Tree!" It said jumping on Max's head. Max laughed and rubbed Treeko's head and said "We're going to be the best of friends. Aren't we Treeko?" Treeko didn't here what Max said because he had fallen asleep.

"Treeko return." Max said as a red light shot out of the pokeball and enveloped Treeko. He laid on the grass and stared at the sky. "Mom. Don't worry I'm coming to get you." Max said as he smelled the fragrance of flowers and felt the breeze on his face and slowly. Very slowly fell asleep.

 

[Gamekrazy]

wolfsrain23: Ok, you check out. You are accepted. I would appreciate it if you PM'ed me exactly what Volt's connection to Raikou is, just for reference.

Pikalover10: Denied for now. Your history was a bit tough to read, and as an added note, there wouldn't be cruise lines in the pokemon mystery dungeon world. Humans make those, not pokemon. They don't even have ships yet. Your personality seemed to contain more information about the stuff he can do, rather then his personality, and the part about him having three friends seems more appropriate in the history. And im not too sure about being able to see the future in fires as his power. Its not that crazy or anything, but being able to predict the future may not always work out in an RP, where several peoples ideas contribute to the story, and may differ from how you think things may be going.

Not trying to sound mean or anything, but those are the problems I saw.

 

[Wolf in the Rain]

This thread dead or still alive?

 

[Gamekrazy]

I would like to think it is, but that would require other people posting sign-ups first. If others show interest in this, then yes, it is.

 

[Loud and Annoying Pidgey]

Stay Alive!!!!

Name: Blitz (German For "Lightning" Or "Very Fast")

Age: 11

Species: Grovyle

Gender: Male

Oddity: Blitz Is Faster Then Any Other Normal Grovyle

Description: Blitz Looks Like A Normal Grovyle,Except For A Lightning Mark On His Forehead.

Personality: Blitz Is Very Brave And Adventurous,But He Also Thinks He Is More Powerful Then Others. He Never Turns Down A Challenge,And Tries To Do Anything He Can When He Is Stuck In A Situation.

History:

Other:

RP Sample:

Damion Sat On A Rock In A Field With His Flygon Watching Some Raichu Fight Over Some Berries. Smiling, He Said "Come On Flygon,Do You Think You Could Fly Me To Victory Road?". "Fly!" Said Flygon In A Very Excited Voice. "Ok,Lets Go." Said Damion, Hopping On Flygons Back Quickly As It Took Off.As They Crossed The Water,Damion Watched Some Pokemon Trainers Race On Their Water Type Pokemon. "Flygon,Faster Before They See Us!" Said Damion,Yelling Over The Waves. Flygon Nodded And Sped Up A Little. Damion Looked Around Making Sure Nobody Heard Him. "Go,Scizor!" Said Damion Trying To Be Quiet Enough So That Nobody Could Hear Him. "Scizor,Go And Drop This Letter Off In My Moms Mailbox In Floroma. Ok,And Please Be Quiet." Said Damion, Hoping Mewtwo Wouldn't Find Out. "Scizor!" Said Scizor Worryingly. "I Know We Havn't Been Apart Scince I First Caught You Scizor, But You Have To Do This For Me." Said Damion Trying To Encourage Scizor. "Sciz." Said Scizor Flying To Floroma. "Ok, Come On Flygon.Land Here For The Night." Said Damion Looking Around To Make Sure Nobody Was In The Forest Below Them.

 

[Lusankya]

Reserve me for now, please.

Name: Volkova-59 (or just Volkova)
Age: 32
Species: Flygon
Gender: Female
Oddity: Volkova's an alien operating through an interface.
Description: There is a red triangle-shaped marking on Volkova's chest, and the tips of her antenna are also red. There are two yellow diamond-shaped markings in the center of her wings. Her eyes are a bright golden color, but it's difficult to tell due to the covers over her eyes, which make them appear red or reddish-orange. The covers on her eyes can become lighter or darker in different brightnesses of light or depending on her mood, (ex. at night they become much more transparant)
Personality: Volkova is a quite and shy at first appearance, and is not extremely sociable, preferring much rather to sit on the sidelines and watch other people than actually get into the action herself, as part of her "observation" policy, preferring to watch how the indigenous species do things to understand their psychology. Extremely intelligent and logical she rarely misses a thing, and considers herself an excellent judge of character(that is, regarding her own race, as comprehending the psychology of a species originating on a different planet is rather more difficult, although her actual skill in the subject is up for grabs. Her nature is highly analytical, and she views things through the cold, clear, icy, unbiased view of logic and science. She doesn't often show emotion (again, her analytical,, but while she may seem to lack a real character on the outside, her good (alien) friends know her to be a fun, nice girl (or rather, the Deoxys equivilant of a girl) who loves humor. She has developed something of an attachment to this planet, but in general she disapproves of her own attachments, although she realizes that they are part of her nature and she should simply accept herself for what she is. Due to her otherwordly origins, she is extremely knowledgable in the scientific fields, and often considers the indigenous species downright primitive, and is slightly uncomfortable with living in such primitive, non-technological conditions, although she is rapidly getting used to it.
History: (trying to work some of Ilike2eatpies's stuff in here) Volkova, unlike many of the other alien spies on the planet, is a true Deoxys acting through an interface, not merely an artificial intelligence shaped into the form of a Pokemon. As her people are as of yet unable to reproduce the effects of the evolution of the indigenous species, her interface takes the form of a final evolution of her species line. Volkova was born on the Deoxys homeworld and recruited into the Travelers, an intelligence-gathering agency that focuses on speed, secrecy, and intelligence. As of now, Earth is her first real assignment and her first true experience outside of the training world that the technology of the Deoxys could create, as well as harsh natural environments ranging from steaming jungles to icy wastelands that never saw the sun, to volcanic worlds and abandoned orbital shipyards. Her number is 59 because she is a member of the 59th Traveler Division, currently the newest and equipped with the latest technologies.

On the planet Earth, her current objectives remain simple: Just act like a normal Pokemon does, traveling around the planet and gathering intelligence on the lifestyles, culture, evolution, biology, and technology of the indigenous species, as well as data on the space-warping phenomena such as closed spaces and the dimensional jumping, and the residual effects of the data explosion that continue to resound within this region of space. To this end her form contains a good deal of scientific instruments, quantum computational and storage devices, and other sensors that provide her with a much greater memory, intelligence, and ability to detect the things around her than any normal Pokemon would.
Other: None
RP Sample: From ReGenesis Games: Final Level

Spoiler:

Level 1: The Empty Room
Players must wake up and get their bearings before the timer runs out. If they wish to avoid being machine-gunned, they must run out of the Level 1 arena immediately after coming to. A test of their responsiveness and thinking abilities.

"Welcome to the game." A voice, female, but lower in pitch than normal. Strangely mechanical, with odd nuances and emphasis. Sounding almost... menacing.

Arin gave off a quiet, high-pitched moan. It didn't mean anything in Pokespeech; sometimes, moans were just moans. Her head hurt slightly. Strange. She remembered going to bed on a safe-looking tree branch.

Blinking to clear her blurry vision, Arin craned her neck forward to look around. She was in a white, featureless room. In front of her lay a long hallway. Outside of which he could see trees and grass.

Where was she? She wasn't in the forest. Reaching out with her psychic abilities, she searched for her brother. Nothing. He was gone. Not dead, for certain (and she had no idea what to do if she was), for she was sure that she could feel it if he was gone in that sense. Just too far for her to sense. This room was obviously artificial, so that meant humans. She had been attacked by humans before. Jason had saved her then. She wondered where he was now, and whether he was doing alright. She certainly hoped so. The thought of an injured Jason, crawling through the forest pained her greatly.

So, the humans had finally caught her. Strangely, the idea didn't frighten her too greatly. She turned her head, scanning the walls of the room. She blinked. Now there were small discolorations on the walls. She blinked again. The discolorations were little tubes, attached to balls, mounted on the walls. They were pointing at her.

She leaned back slightly. The tubes moved, tracking her movement.

With a start, she realized what they were. Gun turrets.

"What the-" she gasped, but was cut short by a beeping behind her. She craned her neck around to see the source of the noise.

Behind her was a digital clock, its red-and-black rectangle looking evil and sinister set amidst its other blank white surroundings. It was a timer. Counting down. 15... 14... 13...

Then it hit her. Like a tractor trailer, or a wrecking ball. Guns that tracked her, and a timer. She needed no further explanation. She wanted to live.

Arin willed herself into the air, and shot forward like a bullet, possibly the greatest amount of acceleration she had ever experienced. Her entire existence faded away, until she was nothing but a single purpose, to get out.

Behind her, the beeping sound continued, strangely not lowered in volume by the increasing distance. But it was joined by something else. Gunshots. The timer had ran out.

Ever hear a gun in real life? It's not like in the movies, the little "pewpewpew".

A second ago, Arin would have sworn on her life that she was flying as fast as she could. But now, somehow, despite already racing at maximum speed, she coaxed a little more speed from her wings. Behind her, BANGBANGABANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!!

She exploded out of the hallway and braked hard, swerving to the side. Trees to the front! She hung a left, but went down too far, and slammed into the ground, skidding a distance before coming to a rest against a tree trunk. She checked her body. It seemed alright, no bullet wounds, no blood. Just some ruffled feathers and a little bit of pain along the side she had skidded across the ground on.

Moving her head around on her long neck, Arin scanned the area. Surrounding her were trees. A forest? It looked like one, and smelled like one. Turning around, she didn't see the hallway he had come out of. Strange.

She looked up. The woods looked so ordinary. But there were glimmers of white poking through the openings in the leaves. White? But the skies were blue. He supposed it could be cloud cover, but wasn't it was a little too bright for that?

Level 2: The Black Forest
A spooky woods, filled with dangerous creatures, streams, and dark caves. Players beware, they're coming for you! And feast upon your bones they shall, unless you have the wits to escape a grisly fate. Other surprises are hidden in the woods as well... Sleeping is not advised.

A voice boomed out of nowhere, startling Arin. Her body suddenly froze in terror. What now?

"Welcome, players! We appreciate your participation in The Game! For those of you who have just passed Level One, congratulations! For those of you who have not passed Level One, we apologize for the great deal of pain and suffering you must be feeling right now. That is, if you are still alive enough to hear me."

The voice was similar to the one from before, but higher in pitch, brighter, and it talked faster. It still sounded strangely mechanical, however.

"The Game is simple. Survival until a certain point allows you to proceed to the next level. Death means you lose."

"As for rules, there are very few, and most of them are for you to find out on your own. Certain actions will be looked upon favorably and increase your score, and some may allow you to proceed to the next level. Death or injury will subtract from your score. On occasion, we may provide you with helpful advice to guide the way. For example, fire is hot. Do not touch it unless you wish to be burned. On other occasions, a helpful pixie may appear to point you in the right direction. That is all for the moment."

"Now, are you ready for Level 2?"

 

[Clark]

Name: Cyl (Pronounced "SILL")
Age: Two Years.
Species: Takes the form of an Abra.
Gender: Technically she's genderless, but for the sake of her disguise she is considered to be female.
Oddity: Cyl is an interface for the Deoxys.

Description: Cyl resembles a normal, everyday Abra in every obvious way. She would have to; otherwise, her 'guise' would not work very well. Her creators, the Deoxys, didn't want her to look suspicious or different in any way.

Personality: Cyl is a rather peculiar Pokemon, and, well, the reason is obvious: she isn't a Pokemon at all. But, rather than feeling lost or out of place, she tends to find herself intrigued constantly by the strangeness of the Pokemon World. She doesn't think like most others; rather, Cyl will lives by the moral, "Listen more than you speak." It isn't that she's shy. She just doesn't say much. She's far too busy paying attention to the talk and words and even simple movements of others. When she does speak, her words are usually naiive and clearly uninformed. Of course, she usually doesn't realize this in her speech. Her social skills are underdeveloped, and she's still getting accquainted with them.

Despite what some may imply from her speech, however, Cyl's mind works in an almost entirely different manner from that of most Pokemon. In fact, she could be considered more intelligent than most Pokemon in a way. She thinks sort of like a computer would, processing thoughts and organizing 'data' that she collects. This is, of course, precisely what she was sent down from the Deoxys to do.

Emotion is a confusing thing for Cyl. Even simple emotions such as sadness or joy are hard for her to pick up on. It isn't that she can't feel them out of coldness or the way her midn was designed; she just doesn't understand them enough to demonstrate them herself, or know when others are showing them. Many see her was quirky when she doesn't comprehend that someone is upset with her, or when in a moment of victory or success she won't look at all happy; just a bit confused. Cyl isn't exactly a depressing Pokemon or a bundle of joy. She's just... neutral. Most of the time, at least.

History: With Cyl's history, there isn't too much to tell. She was sent down into the world to collect data and information for the Deoxys; she herself, however, is not a Deoxys. The alien beings knew that using such a powerful being for such a simple task might be risky, so they used their advanced technologies to create a computer-like life form to do the job for them. This being was called 'Cyllunia-4', but eventually it was just shortened to 'Cyl'. This being was designed perfectly for its purpose, and, since it would be fitted nto appear just like an average Pokemon, no one would suspect much. It was even fully fitted with 'veins', which pulsed a red, fae, liquidy material to appear as blood. Every part of Cyllunia-4 had the idea of either hiding its true identity or learning more about the world. It, being young and alive (not to mention engineered with this need in mind), was instinctually bound to absorb any sort of information it happened to stumble upon.

After a year and a half of testing and readying Cyl, the Deoxys quickly had her sent off. Now she is fufilling her purpose in just the way she was intended to.

Other: Cyl can do virtually anything a normal Abra could... with one exception. She cannot evolve, even if the training requirements were met. The Deoxys discovered quickly that whatever powered evolution was too complicated and unique to replicate (at least whith the technology Cyllunia-4 was based upon), and as such that is the one main thing she is incapable of.

Also, the Deoxys sometimes will open up a sort of thought-transmition signal that links back to Cyl. During the short time the signal is open, she can use 'telepathy' to communicate information back to her creators. This is very conditional, however, as thoughts and info can only be exchanged during the time the signal happens to be available, and Cyl has no control over the signal whatsoever. She's definitely not capable of speaking through thoughts when she wants to, either. When the signal is used, the data passed between Cyl and the Deoxys are silent to all ears and transferred invisibly through space. Perhaps a Psychic Pokemon capable of mind-reading would be able to tap into the communication, but otherwise no one would ever know what's going on.

RP Sample: From Gummy's Return of the Fallen...

Spoiler:

Kat hated crowds.

It wasn't so much that she didn't care for being around others, or that she was anti-social. Crowds were just... too many people. As such, being part of them made her feel cramped. Annoyed. Irritable. And nobody likes an irritable Katrynah. Nobody.

So, instead of plunging into the huge mass of moving and chattering and annoying Pokemon, the Pachirisu kept to the edge of it, managing to slip past others with little if any notice thanks to her small size. She hadn't been in this town long enough to get used to these meetings... In fact, it took her about five minutes to realize the ringing chime of that bell meant 'come to town square and listen to some guy talk for a while'. Kat sort of wished she hadn't remembered that when she did. Her cozy little hut was much more comfortable than these clogged streets, filled with the traffic of Pokemon bodies. Bleh.

She noticed the movement starting to come to a halt (Finally!), and blinked, realizing the crowd must have reached the square. Only... she couldn't see a thing behind all these much-taller-than-her Pokemon! Gah, she thought, not satisfied at all, If some moron is gonna drag me outta my house to yap in my ears, I should at least be able to see who the heck he is. Of course, she could always slink around this rediculous assembly of townsfolk.

Carefully slipping past a few legs and over a tail or two, Kat made her way to the very front of the crowd, a slight smirk on her face as she did so. It was so easy for her to be ignored and unnoticed if she really tried. Sometimes, she actually thought it was a blessing that she had been born a Pachirisu rather than, say, a Charizard. (All the same, she believed being a Charizard would be quite nice... The ability to fly and rain flames down upon her foes... Ahh. Now, how amazing would that be?)

"... my fellow Pokemon, that these are not natural occurrences..."

A voice caught her ears. Kat looked up to see the speaker, a Weavile, who seemed to be recieving quite a few looks from the crowd that said things along the lines of, 'Heh. You can't be serious...'

Drat. I could have missed half the meeting-speech-whatever-it-is by now... she thought in dismay. As the Weavile continued, a Breloom behind her was giggling, probably at the speaker's words. Kat whirled around, eyes blazing with anger. She wasn't in an exactly "good" mood right now.

"You. Quiet. I'm tryin' ta hear this guy," Kat spat. She didn't wait for a reply either (though she did see the Breloom close his mouth with an alarmed expression). Instead, she turned back around and continued listening to the Weavile's words.

"He says it is a sign that the dark one, Giratina, will return to free his fallen followers and wage war once again. This brings me to my main point. I call upon all brave warriors to meet on the northwestern outskirts of Little Hillmoss Town. The time for waiting is over, so we much act! And that is why I'm calling for a small battalion to aid me in finding and destroying the fallen ones."

Now Kat realized what everyone was so humored by... Giratina, huh? Right... Good luck convincing people by preaching that. The truth was, many Pokemon didn't believe that the Legendary Pokemon still -or ever had - power over the world. In fact, some didn't even believe the Legendaries existed at all! Kat was among those who were skeptical as to what Legendary Pokemon really had control over. That, however, wasn't what concerned her. She'd caught a bit about the quakes and disasters in the Weavile's speeh...

A mountain. A gigantic, towering mountain. A symbol of strength and pure, untamed nature. Plummeting to the ground; scatterering into a million pieces. And, all of those pieces sliding down a hill, into a village... Homes destroyed. Lives ruined. Pokemon dead. All in one instant... All in one trembling quiver of the Earth itself...

That was what got to her. Kat had seen a mountain tumble and crumble to pieces at the mercy of these quakes. She'd seen towns destroyed by them. Pokemon killed. Effort and lifestyles shattered. And she'd actually believed it was just around her hometown, too... But then, she came out here, and what do you know? Quakes. Whatever this was, it was definately abnormal. Now, Kat didn't immediately jump to the conclusion that Legendary Pokemon were to blame, but she felt she was a lot smarter than all these Pokemon insisting that it had to be 'the Earth going through changes'. That was a pethetic excuse, and everyone knew it. This was serious. And she cared enough to do something about it, in one way or another. Besides... What better did she have to do? Sit around here waiting for the next stupid town meeting?

"Hey," Kat said, approaching the Weavile (seeing as the crowd was clearing away). "I'm in. And don't say something like, 'Oh, you're just a tiny Pachirisu'. That stuff doesn't work on me, and you're only looking stupid if ya' start patronizing me 'cause of my size. Got it?"

She didn't care what he said in reply, or, honestly, if he replied at all. So long as this guy knew she wasn't one of those cute, huggable, fluffy little Pokemon that never did anything but stand around looking sickeningly adorable, she was perfectly content with him.

 

[Gamekrazy]

Silent Pidgeot and Lusankya, both of you are reserved. But Pidgeot, I would like to point out that pokemon don't wear clothes (save for the likes of Machoke and Machamp) therefore the black hoodie thing dosn't fit in with the setting. Also, please don't capitalize every word. Only the beginning of sentences, Names, and the pronoun "I".

iLike2EatPiez, you are accepted.

 

[Lusankya]

Mmkay, all done with my sign-up over here.

 

[Gamekrazy]

Lusankya, you are accepted. Everything checks out. I suppose I should be getting my sign-up in soon. Ill try to have it by the end of tonight.

 

[Loud and Annoying Pidgey]

I edited my sign-up except for the history. slso,I only use my capital habit outside of the RPG now.

 

[New Age Retro Hippie]

Name: Lucius "Luc" Orli
Age: 13
Species: Shinx
Gender: Male
Oddity: Human
Description: Luc looks pretty normal, except the tuft on his head is a golden yellow characteristic of his new specie's shiny form. He also wears an orange and yellow bandana around his neck.

Personality: Luc is a quiet, conservative young Pokémon. He tends to think before doing something, a habit developed from his confusion of being an entirely different species. Despite this, he still comes off as rather clumsy whenever he tries something new in his Shinx form that he did easily as a human (and fails, generally). Luc is fairly shy around new people, as he is generally worried that they'd judge him as a weirdo due to some of his humanoid habits. Even though he is afraid of being criticized, he does not wish to give up on his humanity and still writes (as best he can), cooks his food (if there are any fires around or that can be made), and has an odd tendency to call out his attacks as he uses them (due to his past life as a trainer). For all his quiet nature, he is a rather brave and stubborn soul and won't back down from challenges and will never change his opinions without good reason. He considers himself a good storyteller due to his wild imagination and experience of the human world, and tells his stories as a minstrel. His greatest dream at the moment is to find someone else who can recall their experiences in the human dimension.

History: One day, three years ago, a young boy disappeared from his hotel room causing panic among the staff. His three Pokémon were still there, asleep in their Pokéballs, but there was no trace of young Lucius Orli. Police searched everywhere, investigated every nook and cranny, questioned reformed kidnappers but came up with nothing. It was as if this young boy, a brand new Pokémon trainer, had never existed…

In another dimension, in a small town, there was quite a stir starting up. A young Shinx had been found sleeping in an empty room in one of the resident's house. He was woken up and interrogated, but he claimed he had paid for the night and promptly fell asleep again. His words just before he slipped into unconsciousness confused the entire population; "Pokémon… can't… talk…"

When the Shinx woke up he was face to face with a rather disapproving Lucario. The Lucario explained that for squatting the boy had been put in jail for the day, which confused the Shinx. Or so the Lucario thought. A few minutes later the Shinx asked how he could understand the bipedal Pokémon. The Lucario explained that Pokémon could understand other Pokémon, regardless of species. And when the Shinx came to understand what he now was, he naturally had a mental breakdown.

Luc, as he told his name was, was released a week later when he had become calm, and set out into this new and bizarre world. For three years he explored, earning Poké by singing his tales to young Pokémon. He never really made any friends, just a few acquaintances that would give him lodging whenever he passed through that particular town. He is pretty content with life as it is, but he couldn't help but notice how interesting Pokémon Rescue Teams looked…

Other: Luc is, as you may have guessed, one of the few humans that can actually remember their previous life rather than juts their old species.

RP Sample: I'll write up the scene between Constable Lucario and young Luc.

Spoiler:

Golden eyes creaked open. With a yawn, the boy sat up and stretched. "Wow," he chuckled to himself. "That was a weird dream." He had, like most people, had dreams about Pokémon, but never ones that talked. It was as if his mind had replaced the hotel staff with Pokémon briefly. A Gallade definitely suited that rude receptionist. Sometimes he loved his mind.

"Awake, are you?" a gruff, masculine voice inquired. Sneering at the boy from behind bars was a burly Lucario, its arms folded. The boy blinked slowly, confused. Why was the Lucario in a cage? And where was its trainer?

"Hello?" the boy called out. "Where are you?"

"Right here." The source of the reply was the blue and black Pokémon staring at him. The boy frowned.

"Are you behind your Pokémon?" he asked, craning his head to see around it. The Lucario laughed hoarsely.

"Am I a possession now?" he chortled maliciously. The boy's jaw immediately dropped. The Lucario regained his steely composure and stared hard at the boy. "You are under arrest for squatting, kid," he spat.

Under arrest? The boy scanned his environment. He was on a slab of clay with a thin layer of fluffy down and sticks upon it, but the room he was in was otherwise completely bare. Upon further inspection he discovered it was he that was in the cage and not the Lucario. Panicked, he scrambled off his bed and attempted to run over to the bars, which he now realized were long wooden poles. For some reason, he couldn't stand up. He stopped trying to run and instead glared at the Lucario, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I paid!" he yelled defiantly. "I paid for the hotel!"

The Lucario looked at him skeptically. "That wasn't a hotel, kid. That was Jason Gallade's house, and he's sure you didn't pay him."

"But… but I paid, and I was in a hotel, and now I'm in jail because I was in a house, and…" The boy broke down, tears flowing like a waterfall. "How can I understand you anyway?!" he yelled sharply.

The Lucario was unfazed. "Because you're not stupid. Or maybe you are…" The boy growled at him, and the Lucario decided to change tact. "Look, Pokémon can understand Pokémon regardless of species. I guess you stayed with other Shinx, Luxio and Luxray your whole life?"

"No, I stayed with my family," the boy sobbed. "I'm a human. A human. I shouldn't be able to understand you!"

"I've never heard of the Human species before. Is it a kind of mutant Shinx?" The Lucario was definitely confused, and now concerned for this delusional Pokémon.

"No!" the boy shrieked. "A human is-" he cut himself off, as he finally looked at the ground at his feet. Or rather, his paws. Bright blue paws had replaced his hands and navy blue paws were his feet. He caught sight of a yellow star at his feet, and when he followed the navy cord it was attached to he nearly fainted. He was speechless. His feline jaw dropped yet again. "I…" he mumbled, finding his voice. "I'm.. Lucius… Lucius Orli… not a… not a Shinx…"

And with this, he fell to the floor.

 

[Gamekrazy]

Falling Star, you are accepted.

 

[Eleclion]

AAARGH!!!!! I JUST FINSHED TYPING A BIG, LONG APPLICATION, AND THEN MY COMPUTER SUDDENLY CRASED!!!!!

I'll write a new application tomorrow. I'm too tierd rihgt now....Ggooodightt.,'

 

[Gamekrazy]

Aw, that sucks. Reserved till you can get it up again.

 

[Eleclion]

Thanks for the reservation, Gamekrazy.

This is my third attampt at posting this, and somehow, it finally worked. Well, here ya go.

APPLICATION:

Name: My real name? Michael. My name in the RP? Jeremy.

Age: 12

Species: Raichu

Gender: Male

Oddity: From the future.

Description: Right arm is made of solid rock. Wears green shades.

Personality: Jeremy is a good leader, and he knows it, but sometimes he can be quiet and withdrawn from the rest.
He always wants to be the one to get things done. If there is something worth fighting for, he'll fight for it
until the end. He is very, very smart. He's a logical, yet creative and open-minded, Pokemon. He can solve
difficult problems, and can look at things ways no one else ever thought of. If someone is in trouble, he will try
and help them out of it without hesitation. He enjoys exploring and finding out new things. He is very curious, and
persistent when trying to figure something out. He is very trustworthy and trusting, although not gullible. His
determination gives him strength in tough situations. He is cheerful and good-natured, and always maintains a high
hope foor the future, even when facing overwhelming odds.

History: Before falling back into the past, he was a well-respected scientist and explorer. Although extremely
intelligent, he is not old, but is at a youthful age. He had made some very important discoveries and developments
in the future. His stone arm was the accidental result of an experiment gone wrong (it turned his right arm to stone). The night he dropped into
the past was the night before he was due to unveil an amazing scientific breakthrough to the public. His
disappearance caused much mystery and speculation among the Pokemon of the future. Anyway, when he woke up in a field of grass in the past,
he immediately knew where he was (the past), and sought a way back (to the future). However, after making some
observations and exploring, he realized that the fabric of reality was deteriorating, and that if something wasn't
done soon, there may not be a future to go back to anymore. So, he deciced to stay in the past for the time being
and see what he could do.

Other:

RP Sample: I haven't ever done a RP before, so I guess I'll just write something now:

Panting as he ran, Treeko dodged tree after tree as he dashed through the forrest. He was tiring fast, but he 
couldn't stop now.
"Can't... let... them... get... me..." he wheezed under his breath. They were gaining on him now, closing the 
distance between them inch by inch. He couldn't give up, though, or else... Or else...
He shuddered briefly for a moment as that thought passed through his head, but then pushed it to the back of his 
mind. No time for distractions... Gotta keep running...
"AACK!!!" he screamed in sheer terror as he skidded to a sudden stop.
Directly infront of him was an entire line of Houndoom, ready to pounce. Looking behind him over his sholder, he 
saw more of them advancing on him behind. He was surrounded! There was no escape! Or was there...
Looking up, he saw a lowhanging branch right over his head. A Vine Whip shot up from its hand and wrapped itself 
around the branch. "See ya!" he said with a smirk, as he flew up out of reach and onto the tree. From there he 
leapt to another tree, then another, then another, then another.
"They'll never catch me now," he thought. A cave in the side of a cliff wall was coming into view, his cave, his 
home. They'd never be able to reach him there. The cave was a deep, long, winding maze, and at the bottom was an 
underground river that lead to anywhere in the region. Only he knew the way through the labrinth. Just one more 
tree, one more vine, one more leap...
WHOOSH! A blowdart full of tranquilizer flew through the air and embedded itself into the back of his neck.
"AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!" Treeko screamed as he fell through the air, the ground rushing up towards him, as 
consciousness slowly ebbed from his body, and his mind faded into black, black, darkness...

Okay, that's it. I hope you like it.

Well, enjoy! :d

 

[Gamekrazy]

Alright, I liked your RP sample, and everything seems to check out, except for the fact that he has a metallic arm. As I mentioned in the first post, the future pokemon mainly made discoveries in agriculture and archetecture, but by our standards are still primitive, so he wouldn't have part of his body replaced with metal. Also, im not too sure of him working in the field of 'warp portals.' Pending, for now.

 

[Lusankya]

You never know, it could be just like a "peg leg" or a simple claw.