Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Melancholy of the World

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    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.
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    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)



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    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.
     
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    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.
     
    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.
     
    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.
     
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    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
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    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...

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

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    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.,'
     
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    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:

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