Pokemorph Training Facility (Possibly PG-16)

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    The Pokemorph Training Facility is a secret school located on an uncharted island, and is used for the training, as well as education od newly developing Morphs. It's location is so secret, it is unsure if it's closest to Hoenn, Johto, or Kanto.

    The school functions like a normal high school, with classes being held during the day, such as Science, and Math, as well as courses that help develop the fighting skills of the Morphs. The teachers, of course, are morphs as well. During the night, the students are allowed to do as they please on the Island, as long as the abide by the school rules.

    The school grounds contains a pool, restaurant, and even a dance club, to provide the morphs with as much enjoyment as possible before being shipped off to the highest bidding team when they complete school there.

    The grounds also contain dorms, to which each student will be assigned. Two students may share a room, but not two of opposite genders.

    if I actually get members, I'll go into more detail about the various facilities, and we can sort the dorm situation out!

    Rules
    1) Follow the basic rules. No godmodding, powerplaying, ect.
    2)... actually, the first one's all I got :P

    Form

    Name:
    Age: (Between 13 and 19)
    Gender:
    Morph:
    Appearance: ( Part human, part Pokemon)
    Personality:
    History:
    RP Sample: (A group of you don't require this, and you know who you are, but for anyone else, I need one, sorry. ^^;; )

    Roomates
    David & Robert
    Hitari & Melody
    Akira & Kage
    Alex & Vat
     
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    Bleh, I swore off Pok?mon RPs a while ago, yet here I go again, nya. x.x;

    Name: Kage
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Morph: Espeon
    Appearance: She has a regular, slightly-curvy figure. Her hair grows several inches beyond her shoulders, and is a light shade of purple. Espeon ear poke out at each side of her head. She has a long tail that's often curled around one of her legs. Mostly she wears a red silk kimono, but she has a few other clothing items. Her eyes are are blue and distant-looking.
    Personality: Distant, unclear and sometimes blank, she is often seen staring out a window rather than enjoying life. She can give confusing answers to questions, and sometimes talks to herself. She sees things that no one else does, and whether these are fragments of her imagination or real unseen figures, no one knows for sure. She can go into sudden personality swings, too.
    History: Not much is known of her history. Not even she seems to remember much. She recieved abuse in some way or another, whether it was continous or one attack, no one knows. But somethign happened that scarred her mentally, and she hasn't been normal for years. Unfortunetely, whatever damaged her mental health also caused her to forget how she became a pok?morph. Slowly, she's been remembering bits and pieces from the past, and she can sometiems remember things clearly and others she doesn't even reconize.
    RP Sample: Um...I dunno if I don't require one or... do, nya. XD
     
    Name: Danny
    Age: 14
    Gender: Male
    Morph: Deoxys
    Appearance: Whole body looks human, exept his arms, those are like the arms of Deoxys
    Personality: A lonely kid who rarely speaks to anyone, is often by himself.
    History: He never knew how he became a Pokemorph, so his own life he really never knew because of all the sadness he has had blocked out his memories of the past for him.
    RP Sample: Danny wandered around looking for something to do since he was alone. (I would type longer, but right know I have a killer headache, and plus My RP skills are much better than this.)
     
    Name: Akira Sansuki
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Morph: Mightyena

    Appearance: Akira has fairly average height and build for a girl of her age, she has black and sleek nearly waist-length hair which has stubbornly grown back every time she tied to cut it, so she left it the way it was. Akira's most distinguishing feature is her red eyes (similar to a Mightyena's). Most people find them intimidating so she has grown accustomed to avoiding eye-contact. Her skin also has a slight greyish tinge to it, despite being perfectly healthy. She also has a deep set of bitemarks, permanently imprinted on her left ankle. Akira tries to hide these features from others best she can and usually wears a black T-Shirt, very dark blue jeans which are almost a bit too long, and a long, black, trench coat to hide her body, as well as a pair of shades to hide her eyes.

    Personality: A rather moody and reclusive person. Akira finds larger crowds opressing and usually tries to avoid them, partially because she is afraid of her feral side gaining the upper hand in such situations and partially because she fears their reaction. The good deal of discrimination she has recieved for her appearance has also made her highly sensitive about it, refusing to think of herself as anything except hideous. Needless to say, Akira has vey few friends nowadays and has done very little to correct the situation herself, although she is both loyal and protective towards those who actually get to know her. Around the time of fullmoon she becomes tense and irritable, often getting into fights at the slightest provocation, she is aware of it herself and tries to avoid others even more than usual during these periods. Akira can actually be both intelligent and imaginative and enjoys sketching, but few people get to see that side of her.

    History: Raised in the idyllic environment of Verdanturf town, Akira had very few friends when she was a child but she was happy, active, and healthy nonetheless, growing very close to the Poochyena her parents gave her as a pet and who was consequently dubbed 'Hiro' for unknown reasons. Together, Akira and Hiro explored the nearby woods and mountains, often being absent from their home for hours at a time. It was during one of these excursions, when Akira was at the age of 14, when the time came for her powers to awaken; As they were on their way home through a grove of trees, Hiro suddenly stopped and began to growl at Akira. Before Akira could react to this sudden change in her pet's behaviour Hiro had already leapt at her and sunk his teeth deep into Akira's left ankle. Shocked and frightened, the girl felt an odd sensation pass through her body and her vision swam, she thought it was from the bloodloss and tried desperately to dislodge herself from the grip, finally managing to toss the Poochyena a few feet away. As Hiro reared for another attack, a loud howl suddenly escaped from Akira's mouth and she lost all control of her body. When she regained consciousness, Akira found Hiro dead on the ground, the Poochyena's body covered with cuts and bitemarks, which she to her horror recognized as her own. As she brought up her hand to her face, Akira also noticed that her formerly golden skin had turned grey and that her hand was covered in blood, Hiro's blood. Frightened and confused, the girl ran to her parents' house as quick as her feet would carry her. For the next week Akira was incosolable, sitting cooped up in her room and refusing to eat or drink and making multiple attempts at suicide, regardless of the concerns of her family members. Her parents were practically forced to force the food down her throat and hide anything even vaguely sharp out of her reach. In the time that followed, Akira regained a small measure of her life lust back, but was still nothing but a bleak reminder of the happy and social child she had been. In a despreate attempt to provide their daughter with at least some kind of social interaction, Akira's parents sent her of to the Pok?morph training facility, unaware of what happened to the 'graduates'.

    RP Sample:
    "Akira?" There was a careful knock on the door.

    Go away... Akira thought for herself, sitting on her bed and staring at the wall in front of her Just go away. She knew what was coming; they had had a heated argument about it last night, ending with Akira's father treathening to throw her out into the street, her mother bursting out into hysterical crying fits and Akira stalking off to her room and locking the door behind her.

    "Come on sweetie. It's been twelve hours, please open the door."

    "Then have dad knock it down if it's so bloody important. That's what he promised to do an hour ago, wasn't it?!" Akira yelled fiercely as she turned towards the door "I'm not going, and that's final!"

    "Look, I know your father said some bad things to you, but it's just because he's upset! Because he cares! He's worried about you Akira. We all are. You don't talk to anyone anymore, you never go anywhere, you don't even draw anymore."

    "If you care about me so much then why are you so eager to pawn me off like some kind of circus animal?! Just leave me alone!"

    Akira's mother sounded like she was on the verge of tears again "How-how can you say things like that? We want to help you! That facility has just the kind of people who could help you get back on your feet, find your way in life! What's happening to you?"

    Akira remained silent after the last question. It was exactly the same one she had been asking herself ever since that day when Hiro suddenly went berserk and jumped her. The day she killed a friend.

    "Sweetie? Are you alright?" came her mother's voice from the other side of the door.

    What a stupid question Akira thought irritably, of course she wasn't alright. She was a murderer, a monster, a freak, an outcast. She could never show her face among normal people again. But... came a persuasive voice from the back of her head You wouldn't be among normal people.

    "Akira."

    Slowly, Akira placed her feet on the floor and rose up, walking over to the door and unlocking it. Before her mother could react to this sudden turn of events Akira had already posed her question:

    "When do I leave?"
     
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    Name: Robert Price
    Age: 16
    Gender: Male
    Morph: Metagross
    Appearance: Like any human, aside from a few key differences, such as being covered in a silverish-white metal, with a golden brace across his face and chest, with baleful red eyes, and an extra pair of arms a few inches below the original set.
    Personality: Calm, quiet, and a loner usually, aside from finding a few good friends if he can, when he does get angry, things start to explode, or be smashed.
    History: Trnasformed at a young age, only his family and his closest friends knew about his condition, and he was in practically solitary confinement, for "his own safetey" for several years, a good possibility as to his unique personality.
    RP Sample: Дэвид, я не должен дать Вам роль, играя образец, не так ли?
     
    Name: Hitari Lik
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Morph: Flareon

    Appearance: Hitari was a rather strange experiment, actually starting off human, and being attempted to look more human than anything. She has Flareon ears, and a fluffy, Flareon tail, and an amount of Flareon fur covering her chest. Because of the latter, she never wears a shirt. The fur covers it much like a bandue-type shirt would (think really short tube top). She wears jeans, otherwise. Her eyes are a golden color with a deep brown ring around the outside of said gold. Her skin tone is light, and she is a rather small-framed, shapely girl. Her hair is black, falling to around her shoulders.

    Personality: Hitari does not like to get close to anyone. She is a rather dark character, lashing out at those who try to get to close to her. She really doesn't want to be alone, but after all that has happened to her, she can't really help it. She is desperatly afraid of being hurt. When she is alone, she tends to cry a lot. In all honesty, Hitari's just looking for a little love... someone who can put up with her horrible disfigurment.

    History: Hitari was changed at a young age, and promptly exiled by her family. The then 5-year-old girl spent her time in the wild, surviving the best she could. She befriended Pokemon, who would occasionally help her out of a tight spot, but other than that, she has been a loner for 11 years. She was found by a teacher from the Facility, and promptly wisked away. She didn't really care, she was too weak from a nasty battle with a Houndoom to be able to fight back. She refuses to become part of a team, however.

    RP Sample: (A group of you don't require this, and you know who you are, but for anyone else, I need one, sorry. ^^;; ) Do I require one? :P
     
    Er, how many characters is one permitted to have? If a single character per person is the limit, I will delete one.

    Name: Raen Shiro
    Age: 16
    Gender: Male
    Morph: Mawile
    Appearance: Raen's hair is dark and relatively long, though usually raised into a "fish-tail" type hairstyle. Despite his eyes being distinctly crimson, his appearance is generally friendly and innocent. Aside from his red eyes, Raen's appearance seems that of a normal person. After removing his hairpiece, Raen is able to manipulate his hair, usually transforming it into the typical Mawile jaws.
    Personality: To most, Raen seems amiable, accepting, rather passive, and somewhat naive. However, there is a far more sadistic, malicious side of him that is usually hidden. If Raen's battle spirit is sufficiently aroused, he may be savage and merciless. But, even in fierce battle, Raen usually retains a calm, disarming smile. It is this smile, though, that signifies the most danger for Raen's opponents.
    History: Though he is unsure as to how he became a Pokemorph, Raen has endured much pain because of it. Raised in a savage environment, Raen cannot remember his parents--or any of his family. Living in one of the most corrupt, disgusting areas of the streets, those who knew Raen to be a Pokemorph rejected him because of it. And, those who did not know, viewed him as a weak child and felt able to abuse him as they desired. However, after a number of years of living in the darkness, an "outsider" found him, seemed to pity him, and brought him out of the area he was living in. Raen thought he had found a world of light and safety . . . until he was betrayed. The one who had "saved" him knew him to be a Pokemorph and attempted to sell him, as Pokemorphs were rather rare. Stunned, then furious, Raen murdered those he had been sold to and returned to his world of darkness. Using whatever means necessary, he began an attempt to track down his "savior". However, during his search, Raen found the Pokemorph school. Those at the school urged him to remain at the school as it was supposedly somewhat of a "safehaven" for morphs. But, even now, Raen does not remain at the school fully willingly. And, despite the "light" he has seen at the school, he remains convinced that the world of light is merely a lie to cover the darkness. Perhaps as somewhat of a reflection of this philopsophy, Raen's characteristic smile is a facade to hide his fury and bitterness.
    RP Sample: See below.

    Name: Melody Kuran
    Age: 14
    Gender: Female
    Morph: Jigglypuff
    Appearance: Large, innocent, pale blue-green eyes; Jigglypuff ears, small stature and slim build; light pink hair cut short in front, but in a long ponytail at the back
    Personality: Gentle, docile, discerning; usually prefers to sit alone and sing, seems almost able to see another's soul and use her song to heal inner pain
    History: Though her father was fully human, Melody's mother was a Wigglytuff morph. And, seeming to inherit a greater portion of her mother's DNA, Melody was born a Jigglypuff morph. While Melody was young, hunters began to search for mother, being that she was a known Pokemorph. Thus, to protect her family, Melody's mother left. Also due to the hunters, Melody's father hid her and would not permit her to sing when humans were near. Although Melody never saw her mother again, the Pokemorph hunters found Melody and her father. Being that Melody had been hidden, the hunters did not know she existed. But, as the young female watched her father being taken as a prisoner, she began to sing a song that few know--one birthed by her loneliness as she dwelt in almost complete isolation, and desperation as she saw her father being taken from her. She sang a Perish Song, causing a swift death to the hunters . . . as well as her father. Awakening from the unconciousness the Perish Song granted her, Melody found herself surrounded by death. Frightened and unsure as to what to do, she fled. After some time, she was found by those at the Pokemorph Training Facility and brought there.
    RP Sample:
    A gentle breeze wafted about a grove of trees, rippling the emerald leaves and creating patterns of dancing sunlight. Sitting beneath a large birch, a Jigglypuff morph raised her sweet voice and sang her enchanting song. Luminous eyes closed and pale hair flowing in the wind, the tune was carried by the faint air currents and filled the forest. A soft aura seemed to surround the female, enhancing each note released from her lips. Then, raising her head and savoring the warm air, the morph held a single note to end her song. A slight smile forming on her features, Melody opened her sapphire eyes, turning them upward to the clear, blue sky.
     
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    Name: Wedge Lawson
    Age: 17
    Gender: Male
    Morph: Espeon
    Appearance: Wedge has straight black hair, grown down just a little past the top of his ears. His eyes are now violet, though with flecks of their original green still running through them. He has a kind face, standing just over six feet tall. Soft lavender fur covers the backs of his hands, running part of the way up his forearms. The same goes for his legs and feet. A tail sprots from his back, usually curled up over his should. In addition to his human ears, he also has Espen ones sticking out of his head.
    Personality: Wedge is cocky, reckless, a hotshot in short. He's supremely confident in his own abilities and more than willing to test them further than they can actually go. A bit of a showoff and a loudmouth, he's a joker and rebel, despising athourity and only grudginly going along with it. He can be rather kind, though, if someone can get past that exterior front. Still, his friends know not to let themselves be talked into any of his antics, not after the infamous "levitation incident."
    History: Wedge grew up rather happy, and slightly well-off, in a mountainous area where he could pretty much do what he wanted. Innately stubborn, he caused his parents no small amount of stress, and he loved every minute of it. After being changed into a morph when he was ten, he went through a severly depressed few months, until he found that these abilities just enabled him to have more fun. His parents, looking into his "condition," sent him to the Facility as soon as he was age-eligible.
    RP Sample: I take it I'm one who doesn't? :P
     
    Name: Hiro Desender
    Age: 16
    Gender: Male
    Morph: Manectric
    Appearance: Eh...
    His hair is short and completely yellow and sticks up anime style. His skin is blue, like that of a Manectric..he basically looks like a Manectric...just humanlike...

    Personality: Very outgoing but gets bored pretty quickly. Often goes pretty far to have fun.

    History: He grew up in Lilycove and lived with a family who loved pokemon contests. Eventually he wanted to be a trainer. His parents shunned his idea. Instead they wanted him to be a Coordinator. Hiro was kidnapped and infused with pokemon DNA. He escaped and returned home. He burned his house down by accident and then his parents sent him to the training facility in hopes to help him control his newly found powers.


    RP Sample: These are so annoying...but surprisingly necessary..well let me retrive one from another thread.. This maybe a bit long..but it was a random one..

    "Move it! Move it! Move it! We have soldiers to save!" exclaimed Deunan. It seemed that Deunan was oblivious to all that happened during his lifetime. After all there isn't much a person can do when their life is made a living hell throughout the course of an entire lifetime....it goes from everyone who ever made him happy to those that ever made a positive change in his life..Deunan was one to always keep cool, although all the pressure of running an active army is weighing down on his sanity..and that was the only virtue he could really keep hold of. He lost true happiness, love, and the ability to be the one people look up to..but it was always his intent to keep it locked away from the others, he didn't want it spread..even if it were to cost his life. He has died once before...his only thoughts on the matter were..I cannot die twice...

    The soldiers quickly moved along the sewers, splashing through the sewer water. "We're almost there...only 85 meters." said Deunan, half focused on his objective. They quickly moved, getting several meters by every half minute. "6...5...4...3...2...1..stop." ordered Deunan, looking up to find a ladder. "Climb here, I've made contact with the others fifteen minutes ago...they should be waiting upstairs." said Deunan. The members of squad 15 did as what was instructed an they climbed. After they all got upstairs one of the soldiers called to Deunan. "Umm....sir...we have a problem here...". Deunan made no comment and quickly climbed.. "What's the problem Private O'Riley?" asked Deunan as he got onto the floor. Before the private could answer he spoke. "Holy mother of GOD!". Deunan's jaw dropped in shock. Bodies were scattered all over the room. Blood, dripping from each body. "Its fresh....they're still here..stand your ground soldiers, I want those darklings dead..show absolutely NO mercy." ordered Deunan. The others responded with the usual "Sir yes sir". Shortly after his last orders shot were fired not so far from the room they were in. "Kill them all." said Deunan, his voice cold in anger.


    Edit: I edited the morph to fit the character more...hope its all right..
     
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    Name: Alex
    Age: 16
    Gender: male
    Morph: Raichu
    Appearance: Alex is about 5.7 feet tall and has light orange fur covering his body, brown pointy ears at the top of his head (inside his ears its yellow), a thin tail with a lightning bolt at the end of it, he has brown fur on his feet and hands. yellow circles are on his cheeks, he has green eyes and brown hair, Alex always wears a yellow t-shirt with a Electric written on it in black, Alex wears blue jeans with his yellow t-shirt.
    Personality: Alex is kind and he always trys to make alot of friends. It is true that Alex likes to try and use his "powers" to show off and impress the ladies, he sometimes gets into fights with some girl's Boyfriends. The only good thing Alex thinks about is that Raichu is a cute pokemon and the ladies love it, so thats how he gets into fights with their boyfriends by walking around and getting the ladies to follow him so that gets the boyfriend's ticked off. Alex thinks its kinda funny to see the boyfriends really mad.
    History: Alex used to have a Raichu as his pokemon, he only used it to get the girls, the Raichu didn't like his trainer that much but it also liked the attention. Until one day when Alex was kidnaped and turned into a pokemorph, then he was released. Ofcourse they made sure that he didn't tell anyone what they did to him, they put a hidden camera on him. Alex found his way home and also found the hidden camera that was in his tail, his parents had a hard time accepting that he was part pokemon too now, once Alex went to the police and reported the group of people who had turned him into a pokemorph. With the group in jail the police had told Alex that he was going to be half raichu and half human for the rest of his life, the police also told him and his parents that there was a school for teenagers that were pokemorphs ad that the teachers were also pokemorphs.
    RP Sample:

    Alex had been packing his bag for almost 2 hours, he didn't realy want to go to school on some faraway island, all the girls that liked how cute he looked were here in kanto. But on the other hand Alex hoped that that girls at this school liked how cute he was

    "Alex, are you ready?" A women's voice said from behind Alex's bedroom door

    "I'm just finishing packing" Alex sounded excited and depressed "how am I getting to this place anyways?" Alex asked his mom as he put some more yellow T-shirts and jeans inside his suitcase, he also put his swim suit in and a few books.

    "Your taking the boat with some others like you" his mom said

    "others?!?!" Alex yelled, he fell on his bed, acting like he fainted "others...." he mumbled.
     
    Name:Shou Reizei
    Age: 18
    Gender:male
    Morph:Blaziken
    Appearance:When in human form, he looks like a normal human. But when he is morphed he chest,legs,and head of a Blaziken. Only his arms are human.
    Personality:He is very cocky and arrogant. He likes to stick up for the little guys who are new or can't really defend himself. He is a HUGE flirt and loves to hit on girls.
    History:His parents abandoned him at the age of 3 and he was took in by the school when a teacher found him. He is one of the strongest morphs in the school because he has trained almost his whole life. He is in his last year now.
    RP Sample: Walking down the street, Shou Reizei ran into a large crowd of humans beating up a young pokemorph. This morph obviously has never figured out how to morph from human to pokemon.
    "Hey," Shou yelled as he started to morph. "Come pick on someone your own size." Now standing eight feet in the air many withdrew while some stood their ground. "There are twelve of us and one of you, you can't win!" One of the men yelled from the crowd.
    "There maybe twelve of you but I bet none of you can stand the heat I can!" Shou spat back at the man while he started to walk toward the crowd. "Now either you leave or I will have to make you leave!" Shou mocked the men who backed away from him. "So will you leave or will I make you?" He said as in his hand a ball of fire formed. "Now, i count to three and you run, got it? One, two...." That is all Shou had to get to before the men dissapeared out of his sight.
    Walking over to the child he lifted him up and told him, "I will take you some where you will fit in, The Pokemorph Training Facility!"
     
    Everyone except Danny is accepted, as I need more of a sample from him. I'm working on thinking my character up now, so I'll post it in a bit.

    As for rooms, if there is a member you want a share a room with, ask them via PM, and post it here. Remember you CANNOT share with someone of the opposite gender.
     
    Yay. Well I don't mind who I share a room with. I'll do fine with anyone..^_^
     
    Kogenta, mind if Hitari rooms with Melody? I can't PM, so this is the only place I can do that...
     
    Hmmm I don't know who I can pair with.... and do we have human forms and pokemon forms? Because some of them put that they can be a human and a pokemorph?
     
    Hmm, good point. You should only have one form, and thats the form in which you appear half and half. Still thinking of a morph, suggestions are welcome via PM, XD
     
    Yeah, sorry CharMz, I should've made it clearer ^^;;
    And I know I haven't posted my form yet, thats why I'm asking for suggestions >>
     
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