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Frostbiteकर्म
Name: Suraj "Alex" Bihar
Gender: Male
Age: 20

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Appearance:
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Alex, for lack of better word, is tall. In his opinion, it's both a good thing and a bad thing. He stands at almost exactly 6'5" (give or take half an inch) and is regarded many times as one of the tallest people of his age. He inherited his height from both of his parents, seeing at his mom already stood at a tall (for girls) 5'9" and his father stood at about 6'4". Alex's form is that of hardened muscle, considering he keeps himself scheduled to a very specific program. He works out from five to seven every evening, doing multiple exercises that has helped him build muscle ever since he was fourteen. Now Alex has a well developed form as a result, and he's perfectly happy about that.

As far as appearance outside of his frame goes, Alex doesn't have much special about him. His skin is almost the same shade of medium tan as his parents, mostly because of their Indian heritage. Alex's eyes are a shade of dark brown, though they are slightly lighter than his younger brother's. Both Alex's nose and lips are of about average size. Hair wise, Alex likes it long and shaggy. His hair is actually different from his brother's, because it has more of a skater look to it than just a straight down look. His hair is completely black in color, and often falls into his eyes because of its length. Down the back, it goes about two or so inches below his shoulders. For something that might be a little out of the ordinary, Alex has a small tattoo a few inches above his left hip. It's basically just a random swirl thing that goes a couple inches up the side of his body, and is completely in black ink. Alex isn't a fan of color really.​

Just like his tattoo, Alex's wardrobe consists of mostly black. He doesn't like colors, once again, so why would he go and buy shirts that are bright blue and ****? Exactly. He wouldn't. Alex can generally be seen in a sort of tight T-shirt of a black color. He will wear a white T-shirt, but only if he's wearing something black over it as a second layer. His socks aren't even white. His pants are often a faded black color, though he does have a pair of dark blue jeans. They're long, so he naturally treads on them every day and creates holes and tears. Alex's shoes are a pair of black, low top Converse. Alex has a hair tie on his left wrist (that's black, too) but he doesn't often use it. He'll only use it if he's doing some sort of work where it's almost required (like mechanical work, for instance).​

Personality:
Alex is the type of person that comes across first as a coldhearted jackass with no sense of social interactions. While he might first come off that way, that isn't always how he acts. He's a fairly nice person if you get to know him, but really he doesn't let very many people get to know him. Around his family, an outsider would think Alex was a completely different person. He looks after his younger siblings with quite a bit of caring and compassion (especially his younger sisters). This is completely the opposite of how he would treat someone he didn't know. As for treating his friends, Alex takes a very long time to warm up to them. He has trust issues that, even though he is generally considered a very loyal person, have crippled his ability to make friends and form bonds with people.​

Another major part of his personality are Alex's brains. He's a rather quick thinker, and is most often seen as one of the best students of his year. A lot of people joke around with him that it's because he's Asian, but he just tells them to mind their own freaking business and eff off. The only reason he is this way is because he's worked to obtain it, and Alex has the type of personality where he refuses to let himself fall away from his goals because he was lazy. This is probably why he is so athletic. Alex keeps himself in good condition because he feels that he gets too lazy when he just sits around at home and works on little jobs and other things of the like. So, hard worker? Hell yes.​

Smaller bits and pieces that are less important also go into his personality, really resulting in Alex being a complex person. Alex has a sense of honor about him, even though he lies and can be deceitful multiple times a day. Alex also has multiple things he dislikes, including people he deems stupid. Alex has a thing for classical pieces of literature and music, and doesn't see why people dislike things like that. He's a very open person, even though he might not seem like it. He'll accept new ideas, but he doesn't like them to be shoved down his throat. Overall, Alex has a fairly strong persona, even if he might come across otherwise.​

History:
Alex was born as Suraj Bihar in the region of Kanto. He grew up on a small Pokemon ranch with his parents and four other siblings. He was the first born son, and was therefore supposed to be something of a protector for his (future) younger siblings. Alex grew up without any real cares in the world. He basically played from dawn to dusk (save for eating in between) and enjoyed himself by living life to the fullest. When he was younger, he used to be carefree and full of childish joy. Even when his other siblings were born, Alex was still closer to a kind person than he is currently.​

The main event that changed him and twisted him to what he is was an incident with his former best friend. They got along almost like brothers. They went to school together and found that they got along really well. Both students were interested in puzzles and things of the like, while other students were more interested in what they were having for lunch. The click just worked, and it stayed that way until around the time when Alex was twelve. They didn't really have a falling out or anything of the like. It was just something that happened. They used to meet and play soccer together every day, but one day Alex's best friend didn't show. Upon asking him about it, his friend brushed it off as a "I forgot". Alex accepted this, until it happened again.​

Confrontations of asking why didn't seem to work. Alex asked and asked, but it was evident that things just weren't going to go well. It took a few months of time for it to happen, but finally they stopped talking completely. Alex was crushed. The brunt of the pain lasted for at least two years, but still he felt horrible from then after. He even went as far as changing his name, because he didn't believe that the sun was shining on him anymore. His parents agreed, if only to make his bitter feelings go away, and thus he was forever Alex. With the name change came his changes. He grew completely reclusive from people outside of his family and broke ties with all of his former friends. His parents tried not to notice, but they did. They brought Alex closer to his family life, but still Alex was a bit standoffish and didn't get as close as he had. To him, ties meant nothing except pain and suffering.​

When he turned eighteen, Alex left his home and got a small apartment in the town of Celadon City. He kept in touch with his parents and siblings still, but not very much. In his apartment, Alex had no company. He didn't get close to anyone in his building, and that was probably for the best. At least, that's how Alex sees it. He knows he'll never get close to anyone else, and is determined to make sure that no matter what he doesn't. Alex knows true pain, and he never wants to experience it for more than a brief amount of time again.​

Traits:
Let's start with the good, shall we?
-Clever
-Keeps himself in shape
-Can judge people's emotions easily​

Bad traits aren't the best, but hey. We're all human.
-Standoffish
-Cold
-Dislikes many people
-Could be considered a killer​

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Cyndaquil
Oh, isn't he cute?
He's a bit on the timid side, though he should quickly outgrow this.
Male
Level 5
Tackle
Leer
Smokescreen
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{Swan}
Name: Elise Moor
Gender: Femme
Age: 17

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Appearance: Elise isn't that special in looks, or so she likes to think. Her skin is a medium tanned colour, a bit like a Mediterranean look. Her long hair is jet black, no bangs and parted to the side. She often puts it up in a high ponytail but leaving the strands framing her face out of it. These would often just come sliding messily out of the ponytail and so she brushes them behind her ears. Sometimes she does simply leave her hair down however, but usually part of it is still brushed behind her ears to keep it out of her face. Her eyes are a light gray and almost cold. They show exactly what she is doing, which is mostly analyzing a situation.​

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Physically Elise is very fit. She's tall for a girl, standing at 1.87m (6'1") . She is not a weak girl at all, she has muscles in her arms, although not that prominent, but they are there. She's sporty and looks it as well, having a flat stomach and almost flatter chest. Overall, with her analytical gray eyes, she can be quite intimidating.

Elise most often wears a dark red tank-top under a short leather jacket. The jacket has full sleeves but the body only comes down to a little under the chest and she always keeps it zipped up. Underneath that she wears dark blue skinny jeans and black boots. To carry her stuff she has a long-strapped satchel that is gray with lime green decorations (And a Nike label) that she often carries across her shoulders.​

Personality: Elise is a bit of a strange character. She's practical, likes thing done the most convenient way and the most logical. She is very much a left brained kind of girl. Analytical, rational, objective. She's almost mechanical in her decisions and likes to weigh the positives and negatives when she has the time. Of course, during a battle she wouldn't have that kind of time and that is where she likes to play safe. That is one of her weaknesses and something she has yet to learn.​

It's safe to say that Elise isn't the most adventurous type of girl. There is a part of her that is absolutely terrified of that which she can't control. It sends her in a state. Elise always needs to have control over the situation, or at least understand it enough. She's a control freak and always needs to have some sort of influence over the situation, even if it is a bad one.​

There is very little spontaneous about Elise, and actually there's a lot of fear inside her. She's afraid of losing control, she's afraid of showing her true self to the world and she's afraid of letting anybody have enough of her to have a real hold on her. She's suspicious about the weather changes in the world as well, finding no logical solution for it to occur so suddenly. Elise is very smart and sometimes that gets the better of her. She never lets something be, she always has to know everything. If ignorance is bliss, then Elise doesn't experience that bliss very often.​

This isn't to say that there isn't a softer side to Elise, there is. She's still a teenage girl, she can smile and have fun. Even having a calculated sort of fun. Elise has a bit of a weakness for cute Pokémon, though her version of cute might not be the same as other's versions of cute. She's very sporty and competitive and loves to make something into a competition, and loves winning it even more. She's a bit of a sore loser, though, so be prepared.​

History: Elise has always been bright, but never really the cheerful happy-go-lucky child. Elise preferred to stay inside and work on math problems while kids played outside in the sun. The only thing that really got her lighthearted and carefree side out of her were sports. She loved any kind of sports, though later she would chose track, volleyball and tennis to join the teams of. She was the laughing girl that ran and jumped hordes more than three paces before anyone else. The one that got the competitive glint in her eyes when her hands but touched a racket. The one jumping up and spiking the ball over the net, greeted by the cheers of her teammates. She loved the feeling more than anything, the feeling of a game and the feeling of being appreciated.​

Elise was always someone who people thought that she'd make it in the world. Perfect combination of brains and talent in the same body. She would become a rocket scientist or something other. When others started to go on their Pokémon journeys Elise stayed in school and studied. But then one day something put it in her mind to become a Pokémon Professor. She thought the creatures were fascinating, being able to produce flames or blizzards from their very bodies. Their behavior fascinated her, their great intelligence and individuality.​

She talked to a career councilor about it and he told her that it would be best for her to train Pokémon first, get a first-hand look on their domesticated behavior and simply get on her own. Spend a lot of time with the creatures before she'd decide if she wanted to spend her future career with them. And there she was, off to do that which she never thought she would do.​

Traits:​

Good Traits:
She's smart and very good tactically. She often chooses what is best for herself and her team and she has good stamina and strength.​

Bad Traits:
She's very selfish, going with the fact that she chooses what's best for herself and not others. She doesn't take risks often and she has issues with letting go of control.​

Omanyte
She's a very tired looking pokemon.
Her shell is quite formidable, for her size.
Female
Level 5
Constrict
Withdraw
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Searn
Name: Lynette di Vance
Gender: Female
Age: 16

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Appearance:​

Lynette's hair is as cheerful as her personality. It's light-pink shine flows throughout it and it falls to about halfway down her torso. She keeps it tidy and neat at all times, she can't stand having it dirty. Lynette washes it about three times every day in the shower, combs it so often it should probably fall off at some point, and makes sure no one messes it up, no matter who it is. She gets up about 2 hours earlier than any other adventurer simply to tend to her looks hair, as it usually has a mind of its own.

Lynette will usually wear the trendiest and newest of clothes, while still retaining her own flip of each designer's look. Usually wearing all pink, she will dress in a top that has no sleeves and cuts off in some fancy way just covering her shoulders. Her arms, however, are always covered by gloves that hide her palms and reach up to about three quarters of her arm. Next, she will be dressed in a shorter skirt that is not too tight to her body. Just above her knees, the skirt is comfortable to adventure in, yet also has a certain elegance to it.​

Lynette's eyes are about a lighter pink than her hair, but still match most of her outfit. They are always as cheery as her, but for some strange reason, when her mood changes, her eyes seem to change to a different color, but it usually happens extremely slowly and it is hard to notice when this happens. For example, when she is sad, they will become a dull, almost gray pink, while when she is angry, they will almost turn fiery red. Her skin color is tanned where she shows skin, in a way that is beautiful, but not too dark, and her entire body figure is one a top coordinator would envy. She has finished growing, and has grown to a tall (for a woman) 5'8" and she hates being so tall, even though it pulls her looks together nicely.
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Personality:
Lynette is extremely optimistic almost all of the time. She tries to be as comforting as she can, but often runs her mouth too much, or talks to the wrong people. Nevertheless, she is a nice addition to any adventurer's friends, as she likes to add a good influence to those around her. If one of her friends loses a battle, she's the type of person to say "Better luck next time, I mean, your pokémon can't be a TOTAL wimp…" which hurts, but she is only trying to help.​

Lynette is extremely smart, but doesn't think before she says, and she is a prissy, spoiled girl. She has grown up getting what she wants, for the most part, and is not used to adventuring or fending for herself. This is a huge flaw in allowing this girl to follow you around, which she will always try to do, as her largest asset is making friends quite easily. She is loud and outspoken, but her emotions are almost unreadable unless you see her eyes, which she will try to hide when she is not happy.​

History:
Lynette has always been an only child, and as a result, to the looter went the spoils. She lived with her two rather rich parents. Even with their large sum of money, they still only lived in a larger apartment. They decided quality would be before quantity, and as a result, each room of the apartment had a flat screen TV, the kitchen was decked out with the finest appliances, and the furniture was always up-to-date. Since this small living space was always with the finest stuff, Lynette grew up as a chubby, spoiled kid who got nearly whatever she asked for.​

As she grew up, and eventually went to school, the children always made fun of her appearance. She looked at herself in the mirror every night, and she realized what they were saying was true. She began crying herself to sleep, and eventually became bulimic. One day, she passed out from malnutrition, and it shocked her parents beyond belief. Her body weight had dropped a ton in a short amount of time, but they thought she was just eating right. Her parents taught Lynette to learn to eat right, and even on a journey how to track berries. This brought her to a healthy weight, and she became stronger through the experience. She has almost gone through no other hardships, however, with two loving parents, and almost no family deaths that Lynette can remember, she is in for a rough adventure.​

Traits:
GOOD:
• Loves to make friends.
• Stays in shape.
• Always around when you need a pat on the back
BAD:
• Deathly afraid of bugs. (hehe, I know…)
• Late to arrive to many things.
• Runs mouth faster than she can think.
• Spoiled
• Doesn't shut up when you want her to sometimes.​

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Skorupi
This one lives for the hunt.
He is a provoker, through and through.
Male
Level 5
Bite
Poison Sting
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Breezy.
Name: Arianna Russell
Gender: Female
Age: Seventeen

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Appearance: Arianna figures herself as a petite girl, though she is roughly 157cm tall. Due to the lifestyle she chooses to lead, her skin retains a slight brown colour, her hair is dirty blonde, wavy and untameable and her eyes are a dull green colour.
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Arianna feels most comfortable when wearing jeans, a t-shirt or a tank top and suitable hiking boots or chucks. She prefers both bold and blank colours. For the purposes of travelling she frequents in very short cargo shorts, a t-shirt and she ensures she has jacket of some sort with her. She carries a small backpack to carry her belongings.

Personality: Arianna is a quiet and reserved girl, hardly the type one would pick for a successful Pokemon trainer. Though Arianna may not be extremely successful with Pokemon training, she remains keenly interested in Pokemon and breeding, amongst other things. Arianna is also passionate about history and the past.​

Arianna prefers solitude and being with Pokemon rather than other people. She is not incoherent, she just finds it easier to communicate with Pokemon. She's a 'scatterbrain', so to say, with little organisation skills. She's forgetful, often relying on her Pokemon for things like navigation and being sure to buy supplies. Despite these obvious weaknesses, Arianna is independent, courageous when required to be and makes an effort to be kind to any person or Pokemon she meets, despite her shy persona.​

History: Arianna grew up in a rural town in the Kanto countryside. She comes from a resonably sized family of five - her father, her mother and two brothers, one older and one younger than herself. Her family are pretty normal with Arianna being particularly close to her older brother.​

Arianna soon became interested in Pokemon training upon her older brother finally getting his trainer's license. Following in his footsteps, she begged her parents to let her get a Pokemon. They refused her plea, insisting that she was too young and too inexperienced to start a journey. Arianna, knowing she couldn't fight her parents, let the issue go. She watched with envy her brother get his Pokemon and start his journey around the Kanto region. Though he wasn't extremely successful, he had Pokemon, something Arianna did not.​

Her family, minus her brother, then moved to the Johto region's Cherrygrove city due to her father relocating with his job. She was homeschooled after the move to Johto. The move was hard on Arianna - she didn't tend to like Cherrygrove city that much, prefering the open countryside Kanto presented and the region her brother still resided in.​

With Arianna withdrawn and unhappy, her parents pushed aside their dream of Arianna becoming a lawyer or another similar well-paid job. Out of the draw came her dream of becoming a Pokemon trainer, only to find Arianna wasn't as keen as she was when she was younger. Very annoyed her parents had forced her into training and despite procrastination taking over, Arianna didn't refuse. It was her dream, after all.​

Traits:​

Good traits -
- Has courage & independence.
- Passion for Pokemon & training
- Determined​

Bad Traits -
- Forgetful
- Shy to the point where she doesn't like to talk to people
- Can't use a map.​

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Chikorita
He's a serious, serious little pokemon. Don't look at him wrong, or he's liable to "bite your head off".
Quite harmless in reality.
He's quite confident that he'll have you under his control in no time at all.
Male
Level 5
Tackle
Growl
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Ryu-kun
Name: Troy Santana
Gender: Male
Age: 16

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Appearance: Troy is pretty short and has an average build. His hair is medium long and almost never cleanly brushed. The colour is chocolately brown, and it always gets in front of his eyes... ALWAYS. Some people say that he has really small ears, but it hasn't been a problem for Troy yet. Even if he had bigger ears, everyone doubts he would listen anyone anyways. His weirdest feature however, are his big and purple eyes... Yes, you heard right, he has purple eyes. Going down, people say he has a big mouth. No kidding, he once won a doughnut eating contest, by simply sticking the whole donut in at once...

Anyways, his neck is average height and he has pretty short arms. His legs aren't that long either... He almost always wears a bright red t-shirt and a black zip-up hoodie. Really dark blue sweatpants (He calls them black =D) cover his legs and stylish sneakers his feet. Under the sneakers lies Troys well hidden secret; his Pikachu socks from when he was 7 years old (Yes they still fit him) People usually say he is not stylish at all, but Troy couldn't care less about it. He would never wear hats, even ifhe was forced to.Last, but not least, he wears a silver necklace, that he inherited from his grandma.

Personality: Troy has been diagnosed with Attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder (or ADHD for short). That is why he has been thrown out of a few schools. Not that he doesn't try, he really does. It is just that, for example, if he sees a squirrel on the school yard, he becomes completely unaware of everything else. His ADHD has gotten much better, and so they decided to come to Johto.

Other than the ADHD, he is really friendly and kind (if he tries). However he gets angry pretty easily, if he doesn't understand something. He usually calms down as soon as he starts. He is very easygoing, and has gotten much friends (and enemies) really quickly in his last Poké schools.

He isn't that smart, but he gets around that fact with resilience. If he really puts his mind onto something, he is going to keep on trying until he succeeds. However, with people, he usually resolves in feelings rather than concrete facts. In a nutshell: he aint that smart, but he always attempts to understand people, even if he can't.

Where he can't face the smart people, he beats them in adventureusness (A word or not?) and in athletic skills. His ADHD gives him his really competitive nature and brave charasteristics. In fact, he would do anything, if the payment was high enough. His favourite pasttime is fighting with other people. Troy thinks that there is nothing better, than the adrenaline rush that you get from a fight. He also likes to spend his spare time watching Pokémon tournaments from the tv.

A thing that really annoys him, if that if someone corrects him. He usually just ignores them, but if they start being too dictionary-like, he just might punch you in the face. And he has never really understood anything about computers. In-fact, he would never ever catch himself a Porygon. Too much moving parts (=D). He has a mobile phone though, but he only uses it for calling. Another thing about him, is that when around much new people, he might be a bit paranoid... Nothing much tho.

History: Troy was born in a small village in Sinnoh, called Majolica. He lived there until he was 8 years old. The first three years of Troy's life went well; he enjoyed to play with his granny and his big older sister. The day after he turned three, his granny died, and the silver necklace was given to Troy. Life went on for Troy and when he turned 7, they started to notice some differences in him. He couldn't focus in school and did poorly on tests. Finally when he turned 8, he was thrown out of the school and the family had to move to Jubilife city.

A little time after, Troy was diagnosed with ADHD. The condition got worse after his sister moved out of the town with his new boyfriend and he was getting straight F:s in school. Except for one subject: P.E. His parents noticed, that he was getting bullied, because of his disorder. This went on for about a year, and the school nurse suggested the family to move to country, away from all the hustle of the city. So they did. On the day Troy turned 9, they moved to Solaceon town.

After they moved, they started to notice Troys condition getting much better. They lived there peacefully until he turned 16. The reason, why his parents didn't let Troy become a Pokémon trainer, was that they believed he would hurt himself (or others) and so they decided to let Troy study for a while. Troy however didn't enjoy the life on the country too much, as he thought it was boring. But after he heard that they were going to move to Johto and that he was going to get his first Pokémon, he psyched. And so, when he turned 16, they set sail to New Bark Town, Johto!

Traits:
Good:
-Friendly
-Likes Pokémon
-Trustful

Bad:
-ADHD ( Can't stay in one place for too long)
-Short temper
-Sort of hates lazy people.

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Slakoth
Typically lazy, but wants nothing more than to take a shot at any and all pokemon smaller than it.
Has a good heart, though.
Male
Level 5
Scratch
Yawn
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[Underoos]

Aha, I found it. Anyway, here you go.

Name: Suraj "Alex" Bihar
Gender: Male
Age: 20

Appearance:
Alex, for lack of better word, is tall. In his opinion, it's both a good thing and a bad thing. He stands at almost exactly 6'5" (give or take half an inch) and is regarded many times as one of the tallest people of his age. He inherited his height from both of his parents, seeing at his mom already stood at a tall (for girls) 5'9" and his father stood at about 6'4". Alex's form is that of hardened muscle, considering he keeps himself scheduled to a very specific program. He works out from five to seven every evening, doing multiple exercises that has helped him build muscle ever since he was fourteen. Now Alex has a well developed form as a result, and he's perfectly happy about that.

As far as appearance outside of his frame goes, Alex doesn't have much special about him. His skin is almost the same shade of medium tan as his parents, mostly because of their Indian heritage. Alex's eyes are a shade of dark brown, though they are slightly lighter than his younger brother's. Both Alex's nose and lips are of about average size. Hair wise, Alex likes it long and shaggy. His hair is actually different from his brother's, because it has more of a skater look to it than just a straight down look. His hair is completely black in color, and often falls into his eyes because of its length. Down the back, it goes about two or so inches below his shoulders. For something that might be a little out of the ordinary, Alex has a small tattoo a few inches above his left hip. It's basically just a random swirl thing that goes a couple inches up the side of his body, and is completely in black ink. Alex isn't a fan of color really.

Just like his tattoo, Alex's wardrobe consists of mostly black. He doesn't like colors, once again, so why would he go and buy shirts that are bright blue and ****? Exactly. He wouldn't. Alex can generally be seen in a sort of tight T-shirt of a black color. He will wear a white T-shirt, but only if he's wearing something black over it as a second layer. His socks aren't even white. His pants are often a faded black color, though he does have a pair of dark blue jeans. They're long, so he naturally treads on them every day and creates holes and tears. Alex's shoes are a pair of black, low top Converse. Alex has a hair tie on his left wrist (that's black, too) but he doesn't often use it. He'll only use it if he's doing some sort of work where it's almost required (like mechanical work, for instance).

Personality:
Alex is the type of person that comes across first as a coldhearted jackass with no sense of social interactions. While he might first come off that way, that isn't always how he acts. He's a fairly nice person if you get to know him, but really he doesn't let very many people get to know him. Around his family, an outsider would think Alex was a completely different person. He looks after his younger siblings with quite a bit of caring and compassion (especially his younger sisters). This is completely the opposite of how he would treat someone he didn't know. As for treating his friends, Alex takes a very long time to warm up to them. He has trust issues that, even though he is generally considered a very loyal person, have crippled his ability to make friends and form bonds with people.

Another major part of his personality are Alex's brains. He's a rather quick thinker, and is most often seen as one of the best students of his year. A lot of people joke around with him that it's because he's Asian, but he just tells them to mind their own freaking business and eff off. The only reason he is this way is because he's worked to obtain it, and Alex has the type of personality where he refuses to let himself fall away from his goals because he was lazy. This is probably why he is so athletic. Alex keeps himself in good condition because he feels that he gets too lazy when he just sits around at home and works on little jobs and other things of the like. So, hard worker? Hell yes.

Smaller bits and pieces that are less important also go into his personality, really resulting in Alex being a complex person. Alex has a sense of honor about him, even though he lies and can be deceitful multiple times a day. Alex also has multiple things he dislikes, including people he deems stupid. Alex has a thing for classical pieces of literature and music, and doesn't see why people dislike things like that. He's a very open person, even though he might not seem like it. He'll accept new ideas, but he doesn't like them to be shoved down his throat. Overall, Alex has a fairly strong persona, even if he might come across otherwise.

History:
Alex was born as Suraj Bihar in the region of Kanto. He grew up on a small Pokemon ranch with his parents and four other siblings. He was the first born son, and was therefore supposed to be something of a protector for his (future) younger siblings. Alex grew up without any real cares in the world. He basically played from dawn to dusk (save for eating in between) and enjoyed himself by living life to the fullest. When he was younger, he used to be carefree and full of childish joy. Even when his other siblings were born, Alex was still closer to a kind person than he is currently.

The main event that changed him and twisted him to what he is was an incident with his former best friend. They got along almost like brothers. They went to school together and found that they got along really well. Both students were interested in puzzles and things of the like, while other students were more interested in what they were having for lunch. The click just worked, and it stayed that way until around the time when Alex was twelve. They didn't really have a falling out or anything of the like. It was just something that happened. They used to meet and play soccer together every day, but one day Alex's best friend didn't show. Upon asking him about it, his friend brushed it off as a "I forgot". Alex accepted this, until it happened again.

Confrontations of asking why didn't seem to work. Alex asked and asked, but it was evident that things just weren't going to go well. It took a few months of time for it to happen, but finally they stopped talking completely. Alex was crushed. The brunt of the pain lasted for at least two years, but still he felt horrible from then after. He even went as far as changing his name, because he didn't believe that the sun was shining on him anymore. His parents agreed, if only to make his bitter feelings go away, and thus he was forever Alex. With the name change came his changes. He grew completely reclusive from people outside of his family and broke ties with all of his former friends. His parents tried not to notice, but they did. They brought Alex closer to his family life, but still Alex was a bit standoffish and didn't get as close as he had. To him, ties meant nothing except pain and suffering.

When he turned eighteen, Alex left his home and got a small apartment in the town of Celadon City. He kept in touch with his parents and siblings still, but not very much. In his apartment, Alex had no company. He didn't get close to anyone in his building, and that was probably for the best. At least, that's how Alex sees it. He knows he'll never get close to anyone else, and is determined to make sure that no matter what he doesn't. Alex knows true pain, and he never wants to experience it for more than a brief amount of time again.

Traits:
Let's start with the good, shall we?
-Clever
-Keeps himself in shape
-Can judge people's emotions easily

Bad traits aren't the best, but hey. We're all human.
-Standoffish
-Cold
-Dislikes many people
-Could be considered a killer

Pokemon: Cyndaquil

 

[{Swan}]

Name: Elise Moor
Gender: Femme
Age: 17
Appearance: Elise isn't that special in looks, or so she likes to think. Her skin is a medium tanned colour, a bit like a Mediterranean look. Her long hair is jet black, no bangs and parted to the side. She often puts it up in a high ponytail but leaving the strands framing her face out of it. These would often just come sliding messily out of the ponytail and so she brushes them behind her ears. Sometimes she does simply leave her hair down however, but usually part of it is still brushed behind her ears to keep it out of her face. Her eyes are a light gray and almost cold. They show exactly what she is doing, which is mostly analyzing a situation.


Physically Elise is very fit. She's tall for a girl, standing at 1.87m (6'1") . She is not a weak girl at all, she has muscles in her arms, although not that prominent, but they are there. She's sporty and looks it as well, having a flat stomach and almost flatter chest. Overall, with her analytical gray eyes, she can be quite intimidating.


Elise most often wears a dark red tank-top under a short leather jacket. The jacket has full sleeves but the body only comes down to a little under the chest and she always keeps it zipped up. Underneath that she wears dark blue skinny jeans and black boots. To carry her stuff she has a long-strapped satchel that is gray with lime green decorations (And a Nike label) that she often carries across her shoulders.


Personality: Elise is a bit of a strange character. She's practical, likes thing done the most convenient way and the most logical. She is very much a left brained kind of girl. Analytical, rational, objective. She's almost mechanical in her decisions and likes to weigh the positives and negatives when she has the time. Of course, during a battle she wouldn't have that kind of time and that is where she likes to play safe. That is one of her weaknesses and something she has yet to learn.


It's safe to say that Elise isn't the most adventurous type of girl. There is a part of her that is absolutely terrified of that which she can't control. It sends her in a state. Elise always needs to have control over the situation, or at least understand it enough. She's a control freak and always needs to have some sort of influence over the situation, even if it is a bad one.


There is very little spontaneous about Elise, and actually there's a lot of fear inside her. She's afraid of losing control, she's afraid of showing her true self to the world and she's afraid of letting anybody have enough of her to have a real hold on her. She's suspicious about the weather changes in the world as well, finding no logical solution for it to occur so suddenly. Elise is very smart and sometimes that gets the better of her. She never lets something be, she always has to know everything. If ignorance is bliss, then Elise doesn't experience that bliss very often.


This isn't to say that there isn't a softer side to Elise, there is. She's still a teenage girl, she can smile and have fun. Even having a calculated sort of fun. Elise has a bit of a weakness for cute Pokémon, though her version of cute might not be the same as other's versions of cute. She's very sporty and competitive and loves to make something into a competition, and loves winning it even more. She's a bit of a sore loser, though, so be prepared.


History: Elise has always been bright, but never really the cheerful happy-go-lucky child. Elise preferred to stay inside and work on math problems while kids played outside in the sun. The only thing that really got her lighthearted and carefree side out of her were sports. She loved any kind of sports, though later she would chose track, volleyball and tennis to join the teams of. She was the laughing girl that ran and jumped hordes more than three paces before anyone else. The one that got the competitive glint in her eyes when her hands but touched a racket. The one jumping up and spiking the ball over the net, greeted by the cheers of her teammates. She loved the feeling more than anything, the feeling of a game and the feeling of being appreciated.


Elise was always someone who people thought that she'd make it in the world. Perfect combination of brains and talent in the same body. She would become a rocket scientist or something other. When others started to go on their Pokémon journeys Elise stayed in school and studied. But then one day something put it in her mind to become a Pokémon Professor. She thought the creatures were fascinating, being able to produce flames or blizzards from their very bodies. Their behavior fascinated her, their great intelligence and individuality.


She talked to a career councilor about it and he told her that it would be best for her to train Pokémon first, get a first-hand look on their domesticated behavior and simply get on her own. Spend a lot of time with the creatures before she'd decide if she wanted to spend her future career with them. And there she was, off to do that which she never thought she would do.

Traits:

Good Traits:
She's smart and very good tactically. She often chooses what is best for herself and her team and she has good stamina and strength.

Bad Traits:
She's very selfish, going with the fact that she chooses what's best for herself and not others. She doesn't take risks often and she has issues with letting go of control.

Pokemon: Omanyte <3

 

[PlatniumPiano]

SU for PC

Name: Corey Spring

Age: 20

Gender: Male

History:
Corey was born into the small island nation of Cinnabar, the son of the renowned gym leader, Blaine. From an early age, the tests and turmoils of becoming a Pokémon trainer were thrust upon young Spring, as the nation had great hopes for the son of Blaine. It seemed that from the start, Corey was destined to follow in his father's footsteps. But as Spring slowly matured, the townspeople noticed a personality they did not except from the son of a father so fiery. The years passed, and by the Corey was just ten, he had not come to be known as the valiant warrior the island was expecting, but rather as a quieter type; a type who found more value in knowledge than brawn. Yet Blaine's son did not quite bear such a stark contrast to the master as to be disinclined towards Pokémon and battling. While Blaine battles as aggressive as an ox, Spring prefers more of the tactical side of battling, preferring to use illusions, trickery, and a grand strategy to come out on top. His first birthday present- a Growlithe from his father- developed a tight bond with Spring, and shares a similar mindset about battling.

Coming on twelve, Blaine pushed Corey to get his Growlithe ready for the Pokémon League Challenge, in hopes that his song would become a greater trainer than he. However, Spring showed little interest in becoming a league champion, as he found all of the fame that came with it rather daunting. Every year since, his father has been pushing Corey to prepare to set out on his journey to no avail.

It was not until the age of about 18, however, that Spring truly found a drive to compete. From then on, he devoted himself to studying battle strategy and logistics, with whatever Pokémon by his side; the Growlithe had passed on since, and Corey was without a true partner for the longest time. Still, Spring was not bothered by this, as companionship was one of the last things on his list.

Eventually Spring urged to see the world, and get out of the region of Kanto. With the declaration of a new league tournament coming up in the neighboring Johto region, Spring immediately said his farewells to his precious home and took a ride to Vermillion where he set off to the shores beyond the sun. Landing on the shores of New Bark with nothing but a rucksack and clothes, Spring is ready to live his life and test his mettle against the world.

Appearance:
Corey certainly does not appear the bookworm-type. At an indomitable 6'2", Spring's bulk commands respect from most who meet him. His muscular build and height do conceal a rather gentle personality, however. A matted mop of dark brown hair covers Corey's hard yet compassionate grey eyes. Not overly buff, Spring's usual shirt and jacket don't rip with the mass of his muscles, nor sag about his joints. Almost all of his clothes are not too tight or loose- a comfortable in between finds all of Corey's garments. He prefers this casual attire with pants of blue and black, and a soft skin belt made from the finest Ekans in Kanto- An 18th birthday present. Rarely does he wear headgear, but a fire red bandanna emblazoned with a Pokéball will occasionally find itself rapped around his head. During harsh weather, Spring sports a long, black cloth coat that drops to just below his waist. And at the bottom of his person are Corey's rugged brown leather boots- his standby and going away present from his father, Blaine.

Spring walks with his head low to the ground, as many years of talking to people shorter than him has lowered his posture. He walks in a sort of trudge that some may take as stuck up, but in reality it reflects his devil-may-care attitude. He doesn't fiddle with his hair much or any other clothing item for that matter, but will occasionally look over his shoulder as overcaution sometimes gets the best of him. The posture and walk don't prove Corey to be a nice or inviting fellow, but don't do much in the way of offending those who may not know him.

Personality:
The thing that shocks most people about Corey Spring is that his size does not match up with his mentality. Almost a "gentle giant," Corey's temper rarely flares above annoyed, and even then it is quick to return to his calm baseline. Spring is a roll-with-the-flow kind of guy, reserved, but always on his toes. He is a strategy fiend, with a knack for outsmarting his opponents on and off the battlefield. Most of his free hours are spent on learning new information about battling tactics, or just reading a favorite novel. In fact, his studies of outside regions compelled him to travel to Johto in the first place. And while he may seem a big softie, Corey is not afraid to fight for what he believes in. His cautious air usually can sense a friend from foe, a great asset in times past. While it takes a while to warm up to the collected Corey, he can prove to be a reliable friend in times of need.

Perhaps Corey's second favorite hobby next to reading is music, especially composing it. Writer of over ten symphonies in his life, Corey has created elaborate scores that invoke the emotions, though the world may not have heard them yet. He has yet to find an orchestra in his travels, or one that he could afford. Never has he mailed any of his compositions; he wants to be absolutley sure that the conductor he gets is the real deal. Corey had a piano in his old house on Cinnabar, nearly his 2nd home away from his study. It was the instrument where he wrote every one of his symphonic parts.

When cabin fever gets the best of him, Corey will take walks wherever he may be. He has always enjoyed the company of the trees and ocean, which is perhaps why he found Cinnabar's island life most appealing. On the island, in fact, there was always a small clearing in a forest where he would spend time taking in the world and its inhabitants. The beauty of nature was the source of most of his musical works. But his involvement in solitude sometimes gets him an enemy or two. It was not uncommon for Blaine to be furious at Corey's apparent apathy in many things, especially when Spring showed up late for a gathering. It was always the same excuse for Corey, but he truly does get lost in whatever he is doing. Not that he considers this a bad thing...

Traits:
- Studious and smart
- A caring personality
- Sometimes overly cautious, taking a while to become friends with someone
- Very aware
- Prefers the company of a book to the company of a person
- Great size and a battling whiz
- His hobbies are few, but he is very skilled in them
- Not a good team player, prefers to do things by himself

Pokémon: Totodile


RP Sample:
This is from an unfinished post in Zimvee's now dead RP, a Time of Turmoil. I really liked the concept but Zimvee couldn't seem to get it rolling :( Basically, Corey had a rough night with a vision from Arceus and is now deciding if he should heed the god's word.

Spoiler:

The long hours Corey slept that night were filled with restless dreams of gods and Pokémon. Buzzing about his head he heard the cries of defenseless women and children being mercilessly slaughtered in warfare. A great tempest followed Spring as he ventured throughout the realms of Buhar, witnessing nothing but sorrow wherever he went. War seemed to envelop every acre and plain, every mile and island. There was no escaping this grand tragedy. Voices constantly assailed him, telling Spring that he was "Destined to return", and that he had no purpose in his home anymore. He could not figure it out in the dream, and was glad when he finally woke up.

Dawn was weak this morning, with an overcast looming over the tired plains. Traces of a low fog remained, but the majority had cleared off hours ago. A slight breeze was blowing in the forest, but aside from that, nothing stirred. Corey did not hear the cries of Pokémon in the realm, and it seemed everyone had no desire to awake this morning. But Corey knew what he must do, and grudgingly pulled himself out of bed. Bulbasaur was asleep on a woolen rug beside the door; Corey thought he must have changed positions in the night. One would not have thought this though, because when Bulbasaur slept, he slept hard. Spring stared at his Pokémon for a while, smiling at its innocence. He did not think that Bulbasaur knew what had happened with Arceus; quite frankly, Spring did not believe it much either. But times were changing, and it was best to take heed of these warnings, even if nobody believed you. Spring was afraid of just that, and decided not to confide his "task" in anyone.

Corey was still not sure he wanted to do it himself. While a visit from the gods was unheard of, he did not trust the message completely. For all he knew, it could be just his mind playing tricks on him. He would not go until he had further proof. Mighty Arceus, he thought, If this task is really appointed to me, give me a sign, O Great One! It had been a long time since Corey prayed, but with all of the oddities lately, he figured it wouldn't hurt. Spring looked up, awaiting an answer from the god. Yet none came. Still he kept his head held skyward, though the eventless minutes passed. The breeze outside stopped momentarily and Corey put his head down. Then I will not do your quest he thought.

Spring gathered his things and headed out the door, eager to put some food in his starving stomach. Since he had not eaten last night, his rush to get ready was rather noisy, and the commotion woke Bulbasaur, who stood up with a mighty yawn. Corey looked over his shoulder to the Pokémon, who was just now getting around the room. In a few minutes, Corey predicted, it would be bouncing about the small hut; Bulbasaur did not take long to get going. One final glance around the house and the two walked outside the door to the wooden porch. All of the fog was gone by now, but the overcast still remained. There had not been a cloudy day in a long time, so Corey was more careful in his steps towards town.

A narrow dirt road paved a path looping around Corey's house, and headed off westward to the village. It was an uneventful walk, as no Pokémon were stirring in the plains for some reason, and the breeze continued to rustle the leaves of the small trees. Spring did not mind a small breeze, nor the cold, but the combination of the two put him in a foul mood. Luckily, this morning did not bite like the stormy nights the plains would fall victim too, Including last night, he thought. Bulbasaur kept a constant pace beside him, teetering ever so slightly as it was prone to do. There were no distractions for Bulbasaur to gawk at this morning, and the Pokémon stayed strangely quiet. Odd that there are even no travelling merchants this morning, Corey thought. His dirt road usually had at least one or two eastbound salesmen on it at a time. Still, all of the irregularities did not add up to Spring this morning. But he and his Pokémon just kept strolling along the constantly trodden path.

Ten minutes found themselves at the entrance of town next to an old restaurant. It had been Corey's favorite spot to dine for as long as he could remember, and he made frequent breakfast runs to it. A few steps more, and Spring pushed open the double-doors to the place. He did not notice any strange fellows here today, just the regular customers who Corey would occasionally have a drink with on festival nights. A tall dirty fellow by the name of Ron sat in a corner table gobbling up some fresh eggs. Next to him sat the chubby Michael, whose eyes usually proved to be bigger than his stomach. A half-eaten plate of sausages lay before him, burnt to the degree Michael found most favorable. On the other side of Ron was the cool, composed farmer George. George seldom talked, if only to throw out an insult at Michael's loud outbursts of stupidity. He was the one Corey liked most, as he usually kept to himself, not too concerned with the world around him. A nod came as a greeting from George as Corey approached the sturdy round table. Ron hardly noticed Spring before he sat down, and Michael was quick to exclaim a hello to Spring. The waitress quickly came to the table and picked up Spring's usual; two eggs Sunnyside up, and 3 strips of bacon.

"So how's the reading been going, Corey?" asked a full-mouthed Ron.

"Oh. The usual I suppose. Having a tough time getting through one part in that mammoth I just got," Spring replied, referring to his newly acquired strategy book.

"I never understood why you read so much," Michael chimed in. "I was never the biggest fan of books," he continued, staring down at his Machoke next to him. "All you really need is a good Pokémon by your side, like Machoke here." The bulky creature gave him a grunt of approval.

"Maybe if you're in a friendly competition," Corey protested. "But on the battlefield-"

"Here he goes again," interrupted Michael. "Always talk of war and dark matters. Why can't you sit down and just enjoy a meal?"

"I…" Corey sighed heavily. He did not wish to argue with Michael's stubbornness this morning. "You're right. I hope my food gets here soon."

"Speaking of which," Ron said, "are you going to finish those sausages, Michael?"

"Eh, go and have 'em you pig." The guys laughed at this, even George, who had difficulty suppressing a little chuckle.

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Added the Sample. Sorry its so long haha...

 

[†sukuyomi]

Good SU, there's just one thing - and it's entirely my fault. I forgot to put an RP Sample section in the SU, so if you would be so kind...could you add an RP Sample?

But yeah, apologies for my memory issues. I BLAME A LACK OF SLEEP.

 

[PlatniumPiano]

Sure I'll add it right now haha

 

[Legendarian Mistress]

Sorry, but I have to pull out. Something came up.

 

[Ryu-kun]

*Chikoritamus reservamus*

SU shall come in a minute ^_^

 

[†sukuyomi]

Ah, finally. An SU competition! Chikorita is the prize...Akaisuki or Ryu-kun? Who will win?...Find out next time...on Precious Connections OOC!

*End epic voice*

I dunno, but I'm happy more people are getting interested!

 

[Blue Trainer]

Name: Alex Steele
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance:

Wears a black or grey beanie hat a lot of the time, underneath would be thick but short black hair. He is slightly tanned and has brown eyes, normal proportionate face. He has a small soul patch under his bottom lip which is always neat and trim.

He would often be seen wearing a white long sleve t-shirt with a black zip-top hoodie with a Pokéball emblem on the hood and breast of the jacket. The zipper would also be a round, flat metalic Pokéball emblem.

Usually he would wear a black or khaki green nylon belt that has small little hoops for attaching Pokéballs, and has the outline of an Onyx engraved on the buckle, which would be a similar style to a skater style belt. Usually wears jeans when out and about, most often blue denim or else black or grey combat trousers. His shoes would be generic skate style shoes - he isn't a skater himself just enjoys the comfort of the clothing. Around one wrist he would have a bandana tied off and a digital watch on the other.

Alex wears no jewlery except for a necklace around his neck which has a precious gem inside a small rock, looks quite rare and would be recognized as a Moon Stone Fragment by anyone who would be qualified to recognize it (given to him by his mother before she died as a gift from his father who died before he was born).


Personality:

A very observant guy, Alex will take time to observe a situation he is presented with before acting. Although he can often be caught by his emotions when his family would come into things causing him to act impulsively. He can be quite analytical and can size up a person or Pokémon, often quite accuratly, within seconds of encountering them, although he has been wrong, he still will act on his gut feelings, allowing his subconcious to do the decision making while his concious mind assess the situation.

He has a dry sense of humor and can be seen as quite cynical for a young man. He will be found laughing to himself sometimes in random periods, or even laughing in the face of a danger...quite literely, he finds the funny side to life. On a deeper level I guess he feels free, and if asked why, he would probably retort with

''Because you are only really free in life, when you have nothing left to loose",

which would be a reference to loosing his parents.

He is an emotional wall when it comes to relationships and keeps his friend-base small. Loosing loved ones is not something he wants to do to regularly - and bonding with others on more than a superficial level is an important but difficult factor for Alex.

He uses his intellegence as a defense when ever its needed and while he is quite bright and logical in thought, when it comes to academics he shows no apparent interest in the ''basic baby crap'' and would be more interested to learn and read about advanced materials, regardless if he fully understands it.

He keeps his Poké-Party small for the pure reason - his line of thought would be

"I'd rather train three Pokémon to peak performance and build a strong rapport with them than train a dozen Pokémon to acceptable levels and see them merely as 'friends' "

History:

Born to a local shop owner and his wife in Olivine City, Alex's father had passed away before he was born due to illness. His mother raised him alone and they built a strong bond together. They were Mother and Son and Bestfriends! Growing up in Olivine was enjoyable for Alex as he got to see all the trainers passing through to battle for their badges. He was facinated with Pokémon from a young age. Their ability to do what they do always intrigued him. He read book after book about the Biology and Study of Pokémon Science.

His mother ran the local Pokémart, taking over after the death of her husband. This gave Alex even more exposure to Pokémon as Trainers often passed through to pick up supplied. From a young age he had a wide range of knowledge on Pokémon species and abilites and could spout of various bits of trivia about a multitude of Pokémon.

When Alex turned 10, the year he should have started training to become a Pokémon Master, his mother fell ill. He spent less days in school and more time covering shifts in the Mart along with the help of some of the Locals who in turn helped keep the Mart running. As he got older he spent more time in the shop and less time studying in school. His dream had started to die silently in the recesses of his mind. His mother was all he had left and he wanted to take care of her.

For the next four years, he woke up, went to work for the morning, and then did class in the afternoon before returning to the shop to work for the evening. He would then return home to care for his mother and rest.

Then several days before his 16th birthday, his mother's illness had declined rapidly and she had passed away due to unknown causes. Doctors couldn't determine what had caused her to fall ill - nor what had caused the rapid decline. This affected him so badly he gave up school
all together, shutting out the idea of becoming a Pokémon Researcher and letting his dream die along with his mother.

The years dragged on and while he recovered from his loss, he became over come with a sense of duty toward his family. Close to his 19th Birthday, a close family friend urged him to sell the shop and to start living his life. That he should be out there doing what he loved and not let his life become overwhelmed with work and responsibility.

After months of thinking about it, he settled on starting his journey to become the worlds greatest researcher and to live upto his Father's Legacy for decoding the Pokémon's base genome. But to do that he had to understand Pokémon on more than just a scientific level. He was given the gift of his first Pokémon, Chikorita, by the Town's Gym Leader as a token of the start of his journy and as a sign of gratitude for doing so much to keep the local mart running and providing trainers and the gyms with supplies over the years to keep things moving.


Traits: Observant, Cocky, Arrogant, Funny, Friendly, Kind, Caring, Generous, Intelligent

RP Sample: I'm new to online RP'ing so I will just write a sample of my above character?

Alex sat at the side of the lake, very still and for hours not moving. This was one of his favorite past times in the evening. He would look out over the water, studying the Pokémon's behavior, writing down observations and notes, sketching small doodles and enjoying the weather. His friend Jane would often accompany him to the lake to chat and just hang out. Although she never really understood his major obsession with in depth analysis with Pokémon, she was always so impressed at his ability to deduct the mood and personality traits as well as gender and approximate age of the Pokémon.

Ever so often two small eyes would pop out of the water, and pop back down as soon as Alex looked. It took months for Alex to realize what Pokémon it was, every few weeks it would return, coming closer and closer before chickening out and scurrying away leaving a froth of bubbles behind it. One Evening Alex brought some Pokétreats and teased the mysterious Pokémon to come closer. Finanly it had built up the courage to come close enough and in a flash, its claw shot out of the water, grabbing the treat before it resubmerged. Krabby!! It was a Krabby all this time.

After some time the two had built up a bond, although he never tried capturing it, he would just come back each evening to sit and watch the lake and its inhabitants. Krabby would often come back to keep him company when Jane wasn't around, Blowing small bubbles, Alex and Krabby would sit there playing with and popping the bubbles, laughing and joking around.


Pokemon: :5:
Chikorita

Tackle
Razor Leaf

 

[Searn]

Name: Lynette di Vance (Lin-et dee von-say)

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Appearance:
Lynette's hair is as cheerful as her personality. It's light-pink shine flows throughout it and it falls to about halfway down her torso. She keeps it tidy and neat at all times, she can't stand having it dirty. Lynette washes it about three times every day in the shower, combs it so often it should probably fall off at some point, and makes sure no one messes it up, no matter who it is. She gets up about 2 hours earlier than any other adventurer simply to tend to her looks hair, as it usually has a mind of its own.

Lynette will usually wear the trendiest and newest of clothes, while still retaining her own flip of each designer's look. Usually wearing all pink, she will dress in a top that has no sleeves and cuts off in some fancy way just covering her shoulders. Her arms, however, are always covered by gloves that hide her palms and reach up to about three quarters of her arm. Next, she will be dressed in a shorter skirt that is not too tight to her body. Just above her knees, the skirt is comfortable to adventure in, yet also has a certain elegance to it.

Lynette's eyes are about a lighter pink than her hair, but still match most of her outfit. They are always as cheery as her, but for some strange reason, when her mood changes, her eyes seem to change to a different color, but it usually happens extremely slowly and it is hard to notice when this happens. For example, when she is sad, they will become a dull, almost gray pink, while when she is angry, they will almost turn fiery red. Her skin color is tanned where she shows skin, in a way that is beautiful, but not too dark, and her entire body figure is one a top coordinator would envy. She has finished growing, and has grown to a tall (for a woman) 5'8" and she hates being so tall, even though it pulls her looks together nicely.
*image removed* (<= Here is a close picture to what she looks like)

Personality:
Lynette is extremely optimistic almost all of the time. She tries to be as comforting as she can, but often runs her mouth too much, or talks to the wrong people. Nevertheless, she is a nice addition to any adventurer's friends, as she likes to add a good influence to those around her. If one of her friends loses a battle, she's the type of person to say "Better luck next time, I mean, your pokémon can't be a TOTAL wimp…" which hurts, but she is only trying to help.

Lynette is extremely smart, but doesn't think before she says, and she is a prissy, spoiled girl. She has grown up getting what she wants, for the most part, and is not used to adventuring or fending for herself. This is a huge flaw in allowing this girl to follow you around, which she will always try to do, as her largest asset is making friends quite easily. She is loud and outspoken, but her emotions are almost unreadable unless you see her eyes, which she will try to hide when she is not happy.

History:
Lynette has always been an only child, and as a result, to the looter went the spoils. She lived with her two rather rich parents. Even with their large sum of money, they still only lived in a larger apartment. They decided quality would be before quantity, and as a result, each room of the apartment had a flat screen TV, the kitchen was decked out with the finest appliances, and the furniture was always up-to-date. Since this small living space was always with the finest stuff, Lynette grew up as a chubby, spoiled kid who got nearly whatever she asked for.

As she grew up, and eventually went to school, the children always made fun of her appearance. She looked at herself in the mirror every night, and she realized what they were saying was true. She began crying herself to sleep, and eventually became bulimic. One day, she passed out from malnutrition, and it shocked her parents beyond belief. Her body weight had dropped a ton in a short amount of time, but they thought she was just eating right. Her parents taught Lynette to learn to eat right, and even on a journey how to track berries. This brought her to a healthy weight, and she became stronger through the experience. She has almost gone through no other hardships, however, with two loving parents, and almost no family deaths that Lynette can remember, she is in for a rough adventure.

Traits:
GOOD:
• Loves to make friends.
• Stays in shape.
• Always around when you need a pat on the back
BAD:
• Deathly afraid of bugs. (hehe, I know…)
• Late to arrive to many things.
• Runs mouth faster than she can think.
• Spoiled
• Doesn't shut up when you want her to sometimes.

RP Sample:

Spoiler:

Lynette left her hideout, which was in the desert. The sand blew in her face, but she was used to this, and she had equipped herself with Go-go goggles to protect this. She knew of the desert's dangers, so she kept an empty pokéball on her at all times. She walked out to the edge of the cliff to look to the sun, which was dulled by the never-ending storm. She sat at the top, near her hideout, where she had been hiding from the Brotherhood. She was anxious to get on the boat the next day, which would take her to the most renowned professor in the world, Professor Oak. Her hair blew behind her and she stared at the sky aimlessly, but lost in thought. She looked around, then below her. She thought she saw a strangely colored pokémon at the bottom so she leaned over. Was that an orange-colored Cacn— At that moment, she slipped and plunged down the slanted cliff.

Lynette attempted to stop, but the best she could manage was stay up, and slide down on her rear at a fast pace. She continued sliding until she reached about a foot above the bottom, at which point she kicked off to jump into the sand. She landed with partial weight on her right foot, but as soon as the rest of her weight followed, a giant circular pit-fall trap had collapsed in, the funnel led to a main center, a Trapinch's head. Oh s***! was all she could think as she continued her plummet. She had been in this position before, as she often came near the desert. She looked as the Trapinch opened its clamps to latch on her leg. Trapinch were like Pit Bulls, once they bit on, they never let go. Again, Lynette kicked before reaching the bottom to land on the other side of its head, where it looked in surprise. It attempted to turn around, but Lynette grabbed its head and pulled the entire pokémon out. She fell a few yards below the hole into the Trapinch Tunnels. She held the flailing pokémon on each side of its head while it attempted to bite her, but Lynette held on tight. She simply threw the pokémon headfirst into a corner of the tunnels, which would normally knock any regular Trapinch out, giving her time to escape. She turned on her heel to run before it got up, but it locked itself onto her leg.

"Agh!" She yelped in pain, since she was below the sandstorm, she was able to open her mouth "How did you?!" Her ankle began to bleed as she began dragging herself toward the tunnel's exit. Lynette pulled her pokégear out of her pocket and brought up a map of the tunnels, which she used often around her current base.

She swung her leg at another corner, trying to knock the Trapinch off of her leg. Lynette's kick was hard enough to bring it off, but it landed on its tiny legs, and the "Ant Pit" pokémon looked up to her, determined for its rightfully earned food. Lynette favored her ankle, by leaning most of her wait on the other one and then she held out her left hand. "Oh, you want thiiiiiis?" She inquired, taunting the pokémon. The common desert pokémon latched on, again with surprising speed. Lynette didn't care as much this time, as she was hoping it would bite. Its power, however, was enough to make her left wrist bleed. Hope it didn't cut my main artery... She swung her arm around on the corner again, and it grunted in pain. She kept this up until it landed, panting, injured extremely bad. She looked at the helpless pokémon, feeling pity, for the first time in her life, for a living creature other than herself. Lynette bent down, and pulled a poffin from her pack, which she fed to the poor pokémon.

She patted its head "I can't just leave you to die… do you want to come with me?" It panted, its jaw clenching its teeth, with a lightened anger after it was fed. "Well, regardless, you're going to be healed…" and with that, she pulled out a pokéball, her only one, and tapped it gently. If the ball were to wiggle, she would let the Trapinch try to escape by letting the ball drop to the ground. It made a slight ding noise as it stayed in her hand. She captured her first pokémon.

She looked at her device with the map still on it, "At least I'm near the exit…" and she began limping toward the exit.

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The next day, Lynette got on the boat to Vermillion City in Kanto, she kept her pokémon on her belt, even though she planned to release it after she was finished healing it. Vermillion City has a good healing area for Pokémon anyway… Lynette was only deceiving herself; deep down she wanted to spend more time with this unusual Trapinch. Stitched up, she limped, a little better limp then previously, to her quarters. Lynette had an appointment with Professor Oak the day after her boat arrived, and she had arrangements with a Dragonite flying service to take her to Oak's Lab, so she slept the boat ride away. Lynette usually just got seasick anyway.

Lynette stumbled off the boat, trying to find her land legs that she would normally be accustomed to, but with the swaying of the boat, she was used to the ground moving. She looked around and stumbled to the pokémon center, she looked at her device again for the time. I sure hope thirteen hours is enough for them to heal Trapinch. Lynette walked through the doors that slid open for her.

"Hello! the smiling Nurse Joy greeted the gloomy-appearing trainer "Will you be staying for the night or does your pokémon need to be taken care of?" she asked cheerily.

"Both, Reservations for Lynette, and here is my Pokémon." Lynette bluntly retorted back, handing the high-tech capsule from her belt to the Nurse. Before the Nurse could say anything, Lynette walked upstairs, went to her room, then took a shower after the salty air had made her skin dirty. She crawled in bed, and set her pokégear to emit a large, annoying noise to stir her rest at four forty-five tomorrow morning.

She awoke the next morning by the loud noise, and she quickly turned it off. There she lay for about five minutes, until she shot straight up, remembering the Dragonite would pick her up at five o'clock. She staggered out of bed, quickly throwing on her usual clothes, and cleaning the room up. She looked at her pokégear, Four fifty-five?! s***! I hope Trapinch is better! and she ran out the door, where she stepped on a silver plate with her pokémon's capsule in the middle of it. The pokéball flung up, and hit a door hard. Noises were always loud in the morning, and this sounded like a gunshot. She picked her pokéball off the ground, hoping no one had been woken by the inconvenience, then she sprinted downstairs and out the door. She met the Dragonite just as it was turning to leave. "Erm.. Sorry I'm late, I'll tip you extra."

"Nite!" it cried in happiness, as it did its job. Lynette climbed onto the Dragonite's back, and it shot with such great force off of the ground, that she almost lost her grip. Regardless of the strong wind and the Dragonite's speed, she was able to keep her grip, however, and it was about a two-hour flight to the underground lab. They landed on the ground with a thud, and Lynette quickly hopped off and ran toward the entrance to Oak's secret lab. "Dragggoooonnn!" the taxi pokémon cried as Lynette forgot to pay.

"Oh, right, here you are," Lynette said, tipping the dragon handsomely before turning around again to enter the secret lab. She walked in late, the Professor already talking about the areas of Kanto that were lost in darkness. Lynette looked around at the other five trainers, each with their own, new pokémon. She sighed at the thought of missing whatever pokémon he was going to give her.

The ground began shaking out of nowhere, and that is when Oak's immaculate coat had been soiled with his coffee. However, no one worried about the old man's lab coat, they were all more concerned with the task at hand. "Run." the Professor had said all too late, as six men in cloaks rose from the shadows. Lynette had turned to run, but was, of course, a futile escape attempt. All of the men had already appeared, each one removing one of the pokéballs from his belt. All of them, however, had summoned a Gastly. Lynette and the other trainers summoned their own pokémon to retaliate, Trapinch seemed like the most pathetic defendant there.

"Trapinch! Go, use bite right away!" Lynette screamed as the others were occupied with their own battles. Trapinch reacted as fast and soon as he could, but with its short legs, its attack would fall short. Gastly seemed to know exactly what to do, as it dodged with ease by floating upwards, then using the move Spite on the grounded Pit Trap animal. Damn it, if Trapinch gets too tired to use Bite, this fight is over! Lynette observed her Trapinch become tired, so she shouted out another command for Trapinch to bite the gas pokémon. He charged, this time jumping, and grabbing hold of the Gastly's head. They landed with a thud, but Trapinch had begun constricting its head.

"Gastly, don't just stand there, you worthless pokémon, Hypnosis!" the Dark Brotherhood member had shouted to his Gastly. At that close range, Gastly was able to hit the Trapinch with ease. Its grip easing, the pokémon had fallen asleep and Gastly escaped its deadly jaws. The ghost went in for a Lick, and it easily succeeded as the Trapinch was only just now waking up. It hurt the already-dazed pokémon, dealing damage to it, but Trapinch stood tall, at least, as tall as a Trapinch can stand.

"While it's near you, bite, and chomp down hard!" Trapinch did as it was told, and bit down without hesitation. The bite was just about to kill the ghost, as it was returned. Gengar took its place on the battlefield, and every living thing turned its attention to a dark man that was sitting in Oak's desk.

"That's enough, all of you can leave us alone now," he says as he waves his hand and Lynette turns around to see the cloaked trainers behind her vanish once again into shadows. "Now where were we, oh yes I'd like to introduce myself!" the man said, acting civilized, but Lynette knew him, oh she knew him too well. She saw him that night… the night her parents were stolen from her too soon.

"My name is Beo, it's very nice to meet you all, now, Oak, is there any last words you'd like to say to Kanto's last breath of life?" Beo asked Oak as he removed the shadows covering his mouth.

"Beo…" Lynette repeated, muttering under her breath. This was the first time she had heard him speak his name. She saw him earlier in her tragic life, but she never got to speak to him.

"YOU SCUM! ZYPHER WILL DESTROY YOU AND THESE NEW TRAINERS WILL HELP!" Oak screamed in agony as Beo waved his hand again over his mouth as shadows covered it again. He then took the dagger and swung it back in the air.

"YOU FOOL I HAVE ALREADY WON, AND I WILL USE THIS SAME DAGGER TO KILL ZYPHER HAHAHA" Beo said hysterically as he thrust the dagger into Oaks chest killing him instantly. He then pulls the dagger out slowly and licks the blood from it. "Now listen don't be frightened I just wanted to come and introduce myself to you all, it's not yet your time to die. No I want you to suffer first and be willing to give into the darkness, that's when will meet again" And with that he snapped his fingers and was gone.

Lynette watched in horror as the man killed the most renowned Professor in the entire world die. However, she didn't see Oak at that moment. Lynette only saw Beo killing her mother. Her eyes filled with tears, as she screamed, even though he was gone.

"WHY?! I SWEAR, ON THIS DAY, I WILL BRING YOU DOWN!!" She didn't know if she would fulfill that promise, she actually thought deep down in her heart, that she wouldn't be able to, and it would most likely be Zypher to do the honors. She didn't care. Lynette only fell to her knees in complete and utter emotional pain. Her Trapinch walked closer to Lynette, but she only pushed him away, wanting to be alone, even though there were six other trainers in her presence.

Pokémon:
Skorupi

Poison Sting
Bite

 

[Ryu-kun]

*Unhappy face*
You asked for it! Now I have to completely change my SU and character style O_O.
In English, I can has Slakoth?
And btw, does Slakoth have Truant in this RP, 'cause I hate it? =D

Name: Troy Santana

Gender: >_>... Male
Age: 16

Appearance: Troy is pretty short and has an average build. His hair is medium long and almost never cleanly brushed. The colour is chocolately brown, and it always gets in front of his eyes... ALWAYS. Some people say that he has really small ears, but it hasn't been a problem for Troy yet. Even if he had bigger ears, everyone doubts he would listen anyone anyways. His weirdest feature however, are his big and purple eyes... Yes, you heard right, he has purple eyes. Going down, people say he has a big mouth. No kidding, he once won a doughnut eating contest, by simply sticking the whole donut in at once...

Anyways, his neck is average height and he has pretty short arms. His legs aren't that long either... He almost always wears a bright red t-shirt and a black zip-up hoodie. Really dark blue sweatpants (He calls them black =D) cover his legs and stylish sneakers his feet. Under the sneakers lies Troys well hidden secret; his Pikachu socks from when he was 7 years old (Yes they still fit him) People usually say he is not stylish at all, but Troy couldn't care less about it. He would never wear hats, even ifhe was forced to.Last, but not least, he wears a silver necklace, that he inherited from his grandma.

Personality: Troy has been diagnosed with Attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder (or ADHD for short). That is why he has been thrown out of a few schools. Not that he doesn't try, he really does. It is just that, for example, if he sees a squirrel on the school yard, he becomes completely unaware of everything else. His ADHD has gotten much better, and so they decided to come to Johto.

Other than the ADHD, he is really friendly and kind (if he tries). However he gets angry pretty easily, if he doesn't understand something. He usually calms down as soon as he starts. He is very easygoing, and has gotten much friends (and enemies) really quickly in his last Poké schools.

He isn't that smart, but he gets around that fact with resilience. If he really puts his mind onto something, he is going to keep on trying until he succeeds. However, with people, he usually resolves in feelings rather than concrete facts. In a nutshell: he aint that smart, but he always attempts to understand people, even if he can't.

Where he can't face the smart people, he beats them in adventureusness (A word or not?) and in athletic skills. His ADHD gives him his really competitive nature and brave charasteristics. In fact, he would do anything, if the payment was high enough. His favourite pasttime is fighting with other people. Troy thinks that there is nothing better, than the adrenaline rush that you get from a fight. He also likes to spend his spare time watching Pokémon tournaments from the tv.

A thing that really annoys him, if that if someone corrects him. He usually just ignores them, but if they start being too dictionary-like, he just might punch you in the face. And he has never really understood anything about computers. In-fact, he would never ever catch himself a Porygon. Too much moving parts (=D). He has a mobile phone though, but he only uses it for calling. Another thing about him, is that when around much new people, he might be a bit paranoid... Nothing much tho.

History: Troy was born in a small village in Sinnoh, called Majolica. He lived there until he was 8 years old. The first three years of Troy's life went well; he enjoyed to play with his granny and his big older sister. The day after he turned three, his granny died, and the silver necklace was given to Troy. Life went on for Troy and when he turned 7, they started to notice some differences in him. He couldn't focus in school and did poorly on tests. Finally when he turned 8, he was thrown out of the school and the family had to move to Jubilife city.

A little time after, Troy was diagnosed with ADHD. The condition got worse after his sister moved out of the town with his new boyfriend and he was getting straight F:s in school. Except for one subject: P.E. His parents noticed, that he was getting bullied, because of his disorder. This went on for about a year, and the school nurse suggested the family to move to country, away from all the hustle of the city. So they did. On the day Troy turned 9, they moved to Solaceon town.

After they moved, they started to notice Troys condition getting much better. They lived there peacefully until he turned 16. The reason, why his parents didn't let Troy become a Pokémon trainer, was that they believed he would hurt himself (or others) and so they decided to let Troy study for a while. Troy however didn't enjoy the life on the country too much, as he thought it was boring. But after he heard that they were going to move to Johto and that he was going to get his first Pokémon, he psyched. And so, when he turned 16, they set sail to New Bark Town, Johto!

Traits:
Good:
-Friendly
-Likes Pokémon
-Trustful

Bad:
-ADHD ( Can't stay in one place for too long)
-Short temper
-Sort of hates lazy people.
RP Sample: Sorry, but as my computer has gone down for like two times in the past six months, I have nothing left. However, I did have my own RP called "Méchamon", and it was semi-popular. AND I have attended in some other RP's as well.
Pokemon:

Level-5
Scratch
Yawn

 

[A Pixy]

Name: Lodovico "Vico" Silvio

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Physical Appearance: Vico is about 5"7 feet tall. His body size is somewhere between thin and average, leaning closer to average. His skin is rather pale shade and his hair is black. Vico likes to keep his hair nice and slick. Make sure it doesn't sag onto his face too much. And finally, his eyes are brown.

Vico is wearing black jeans. He would never think of letting them sag so he always wears a nice, black, genuine leather belt to keep it from sagging down too low. His sneakers are both black and white. He likes white ankle socks. And a polo shirt, it's horizontally striped and is beige and white. It also has the number 57 over the heart area. It's as long as any average T-shirt. He'll always have his collar down and it buttoned all the way up.

Personality: Vico likes things to be perfect. He always tries to make sure things are done right. He doesn't like failing and will make sure that all necessary precautions are taken so that things can be as good as they can possibly be. He also likes to give his all and then some. He'll give 200% and then give 210%. This ties in with his perfectionism, he will put his sweat, blood and tears into things. When he starts something he always makes sure to finish it. He's also pretty smart. He always thinks critically and outside of the box. He always tries to find new and creative ways to solve his problems so that everything he does can be, you guessed it, perfect.

Although, Vico is quite bossy. The ultimate example of 'My way or the highway'. Although he does like things to be perfect, this has caused him to always want to take the helm and make sure no one does anything wrong. Also, he's pretty cocky and a little pretentious. He's always sure that he will be the one that comes out on top. He'll always expect that victory will always be right in his fingertips. He's also a bit of a snoop. He's always trying to act like Sherlock Holmes at any given interval. When he finds something that perplexes him, he'll go find out what it is, whether it's his business or not.

Traits: Cocky, intelligent, pretentious, persevering, nosey, bossy

History: Vico was born and raised in a nice, high-class house in Hearthome City. He was the fourth of four children. They were all quite successful in what they did. Always getting As, bringing home trophies so Vico always felt he had to do his best and then make his best better. This is where he got his 200% attitude. He himself was still good at all he did and was not a disgrace to what his family had expected of him. He was a smarty-pants, plain-and-simple.

But by the moment High School rolled around, it seemed like all his Middle School, and even his Elementary School friends, had deserted him. He had become an anti-social. Locked away from anything but his grades and school work. I guess they didn't want to hang out with their intellectual superior. Or at least that's what Vico always thought the reason was.

RP SAMPLE:

Spoiler:

"Hey! Wake up! Are you ok! We have to get out of here!" I heard in a complete groggy daze.

<Sweet, merciful, god, what happened?> I thought to myself, trying to stand up. I couldn't remember what had happened to me that caused me to be where I was. All I knew was that I was in pain and someone had begun speaking to me. As I was beginning to open my eyes, I saw my arms. They looked, yellow? I didn't really think about it much considering the mental state I was in. I kept on trying to get up until I tried to open my eyes. I also felt like I had weight on my back, causing me to fall back again. I tried to stand up one more time and I tried to adapt to the weight on my back.

I wasn't really sure what to think so I began looking left and right to see who spoke to me. I saw a handful of Pokemon around me. A Vulpix, a Porygon, a Lotad, an Eevee, a Charmander and the Growlithe that was near me. And that's when a shocking realization come into view. A Growlithe, a Pokemon that was around 2 feet tall, and I was looking up to it. I realized something was wrong. Why was I so small? Is it connected to what happened before? And why can I understand what a Pokemon is saying to me? Pokemon can't say anything besides they're name. And that's when I remembered my arms were yellow. I checked again, and they still were. I also noticed I had claws. My heart started pounding faster. My feet were tiny and quite spiked. My heart started beating even faster and I think I started sweating. And that's when I remembered how I couldn't stand up the first time. I tried to see where I felt the wait and I felt a tail. And that's when I went into a full on panic. My breathing became faster, my heart felt like was going to beat out of my chest and I have no clue what happened to me. I couldn't believe my eyes. It felt like a dream. I wasn't sure I could trust what I saw. And that's when I remembered the Growlithe," You! What am I?" I shouted in complete panic.

Pokemon: Anorith

 

[†sukuyomi]

About abilities, they tend to annoy me, so I'm leaving them out.

AND, next Wednesday, AKA five days, I'm going to pick the SU's.

 

[Blue Trainer]

So is the ones up top just a register of whos applied for what?

 

[{Swan}]

Blue Trainer: Yes that's right. He just wants to see if there are more people to apply for the same Pokemon instead of it being first come first serve.

 

[Magikoopa189]

I'd like to apply for Totodile...

Name: Wes Markshire

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Appearance: Wes is around average height-6'2, but he is still growing, even at his age. He has spiky, anime-like brown hair sticking out from under a black cap. Beacause he comes from a poor family, he wears a lot of hand-me-downs...including a pair of shoes that are slightly too big for him, which were once his father's, before he left on a journey.

Wes usually wears a plain green shirt, and leather jeans(And they actually fit him.) Also, on Wes's right hand is a pure silver watch. It was given to him by his father, before he left. Although Wes wants to sell it for money, he promised his father always to keep it. (His father had gotten it on one of his travels.)

Personality: Wes is a interesting individual. Although he tries to be nice and understanding in situations, he often ends up being extremely sarcastic, when things begin to annoy him. Because of his sarcastic wit, Wes often ends up in trouble, even when trying to stay out of it. Because of his family's poverty, Wes has been tempted to steal several times, but he has resisted the temptation.

Wes is more then just a fountain of sarcasm, he has several hobbies. His favorite is writing stories, which somehow always end up being creepy and almost scary. Wes also enjoys creating maps. He has created rather pointless maps of Newbark Town, but he hopes to map the whole world someday...a feat no one has ever done, oddly enough.

History: Intrestingly, Wes was born in Pallet Town. However space was getting very limited, due to people constantly moving in(A lot due to the fame of the legendary Red). Wes's parents were considering moving, and the deal was sealed when a fire burned down thier house one day. With all of the other houses in Pallet Town taken, and more and more people constantly moving in, the Markshire's took a boat to Cherrygrove City, and from there, moving into the quieter New Bark Town.

When Wes was 9, his father decided to leave home again, on a adventure. He hadn't taken one since Wes had been born. He woke Wes in the middle of the night, and gave him his silver watch...and told him he was going away for awhile...and made Wes promise to keep the watch safe...until he returned. He then departed, without talking to Wes's mother...and never returned. The years afterwards were nearly uneventful...until Wes turned 16...

Traits: Creative, Intelligent, Sarcastic, Trustworthy, Sometimes Social, Sometimes Socially sh

Writing Sample:

"Really?" "Yes! Right Now!" It was the third day of summer-and a perfect one, at that. There was a nice, warm breeze blowing around the village. It ruffled Mark's hair, as he stood by the Old Elm-a tree that had stood in the village for nearly a hundred years. By Mark was his friend, Terry, who was extremely excited. He had told Mark the news-that the famous Professor Oak had come to Twinleaf Town. He was showing off several rare pokemon. Terry knew that Mark would be excited for two reasons- One, Mark was a huge fan of Professor Oak, and second, Mark was obsessed with Pokemon. He wanted to be a Coordinator when he was older. And a lot of the time, the rarest pokemon won the contests. This was in Mark's mind as he fidgeted in excitement. "Come on Terry! Let's go right now!" The two boys ran down the hill, as fast as the could. Mark almost tripped once, but instead, he did a little forward jump, which still landed him on his feet. After five minuites of non-stop running, Mark and Terry arrived, near the stand Professor Oak had set up. However, it was surrounded by a crowd of people. Mark sighed in annoyance, and tried to walk around the crowd, but people were everywhere. Now Mark sighed in dissapointment...Professor Oak would almost certainly leave before the crowd thinned. He wouldn't get to see anything. But suddenly...something shocking happened. Professor Oak suddenly called out something. "You...boy...in the back. Come up here." Mark couldn't believe it. Could Professor Oak have actually noticed them? He looked questionly at Terry, but Terry shook his head. "He's talking about you Mark...go up there." Mark gasped in excitement, and walked through the crowd, which opened a path. Mark suddenly found himself on the stage platform with professor Oak. The Professor was holding a Pokeball. "Y-yes, professor?" Asked Mark. Oak smiled and handed him the Pokeball. "Have this. I could sense you all the way in the back. Your eyes...they are special eyes. You are fated for something. I'm sure of it." Mark gasped again, accidantily, and almost dropped the ball, but held tightly onto it. "That's all for my show." Said Oak, facing the crowd. The crowd muttered in dissapointment, and slowly started to file out. Soon, it was just Mark, Terry, and Professor Oak left. "You're of age young man. You should begin your journey soon." Said Oak. Mark looked up in astonishment. "Until we meet again!" And just like that, Professor Oak had dissapered into a truck, which was driving out of town. "WAIT!" Called Mark, but he wasn't loud enough. Oak drove out of town. Mark looked at the Pokeball. "...You didn't tell me what Pokemon you gave me..." He opened the Pokeball, and released the Pokemon...which was a Growlithe. And so began Mark's journey...

As for Pokemon, I would like Totodile, please. Otherwise, can you tell me the Pokemon that are open?

 

[Lostworld]

Name: Arianna Russell

Gender: Female

Age: Seventeen

Appearance: Arianna figures herself as a petite girl, though she is roughly 157cm tall. Due to the lifestyle she chooses to lead, her skin retains a slight brown colour, her hair is dirty blonde, wavy and untameable and her eyes are a dull green colour.

Arianna feels most comfortable when wearing jeans, a t-shirt or a tank top and suitable hiking boots or chucks. She prefers both bold and blank colours. For the purposes of travelling she frequents in very short cargo shorts, a t-shirt and she ensures she has jacket of some sort with her. She carries a small backpack to carry her belongings.

Personality: Arianna is a quiet and reserved girl, hardly the type one would pick for a successful Pokemon trainer. Though Arianna may not be extremely successful with Pokemon training, she remains keenly interested in Pokemon and breeding, amongst other things. Arianna is also passionate about history and the past.

Arianna prefers solitude and being with Pokemon rather than other people. She is not incoherent, she just finds it easier to communicate with Pokemon. She's a 'scatterbrain', so to say, with little organisation skills. She's forgetful, often relying on her Pokemon for things like navigation and being sure to buy supplies. Despite these obvious weaknesses, Arianna is independent, courageous when required to be and makes an effort to be kind to any person or Pokemon she meets, despite her shy persona.

History: Arianna grew up in a rural town in the Kanto countryside. She comes from a resonably sized family of five - her father, her mother and two brothers, one older and one younger than herself. Her family are pretty normal with Arianna being particularly close to her older brother.

Arianna soon became interested in Pokemon training upon her older brother finally getting his trainer's license. Following in his footsteps, she begged her parents to let her get a Pokemon. They refused her plea, insisting that she was too young and too inexperienced to start a journey. Arianna, knowing she couldn't fight her parents, let the issue go. She watched with envy her brother get his Pokemon and start his journey around the Kanto region. Though he wasn't extremely successful, he had Pokemon, something Arianna did not.

Her family, minus her brother, then moved to the Johto region's Cherrygrove city due to her father relocating with his job. She was homeschooled after the move to Johto. The move was hard on Arianna - she didn't tend to like Cherrygrove city that much, prefering the open countryside Kanto presented and the region her brother still resided in.

With Arianna withdrawn and unhappy, her parents pushed aside their dream of Arianna becoming a lawyer or another similar well-paid job. Out of the draw came her dream of becoming a Pokemon trainer, only to find Arianna wasn't as keen as she was when she was younger. Very annoyed her parents had forced her into training and despite procrastination taking over, Arianna didn't refuse. It was her dream, after all.

Traits:

Good traits -
- Has courage & independence.
- Passion for Pokemon & training
- Determined

Bad Traits -
- Forgetful
- Shy to the point where she doesn't like to talk to people
- Can't use a map.

RP Sample:

Spoiler:

This is the bio of an RP of mine. Hope that is sufficient enough to show my writing skills. :D

The year is 2010, the present day, to be precise. Nestled to the west is the vibrant but undeniably slow Johto region. Home to the famous Lake of Rage, Mount Silver and National Park's annual Bug Catching Contest, the region may be well known though it is slightly behind on things.

The Johto region has not had a Pokemon League contest in quite a while, roughly ten years to be exact. Ten long years, with many gym leaders packing up their gyms because of the decrease in worthy challengers.

While the other competitive regions of Kanto, Hoenn and Sinnoh galloped on, their leagues producing many talented trainers and Pokemon, the Johto region lay in waste. As the number of trainers lessened in this region, both native and not to the region, the number of wild Pokemon increased, resulting in rogue Pokemon rapaging small villages and even daring to run the bigger cities in groups.

One man who saw to seek a solution, not just for the rogue Pokemon but also for the failing tourist industry of Johto was Derek Walsh. A scientist working in the big city of Goldenrod, Derek had grown up watching a number of gyms close around the region, including the gym in his home of Goldenrod city.

It was Derek Walsh, after leaving the Pokemon corporation he worked for, who moved to the previous founding town of trainers, New Bark town, where he set up his new life.

It took many a year to locate and contact the last reigning champion of Johto. Lance, with his trademark cape and fiery red hair, was not an easy person to locate. He had concealed himself away, continuing to train his Pokemon, among other things.

Derek proposed his idea to the champion, that if Johto were to hold a new league, hopefully Pokemon would settle down as other scientist-turned-professor's could set up laboratory's, delivering Pokemon to new trainers. It was a chance idea that Lance would hopefully be open to.

Lance, slightly annoyed because of his new found laziness and secretly overjoyed about the idea, agreed to help Derek found the new Johto league. Gym leaders were called in, most eager to clean out the cobwebs in their gyms and redecorate. Other scientists where asked to set up laboratories in different towns and cities around the region. Derek was hoping it would encourage all young individuals to try their hand at
Pokemon training.

So, while gym leaders were in the middle of their redecorating, the new Professors were out and about catching Pokemon and updating software and Lance was trying to lose his pot belly, only one thing seemed to be missing. The registration form for new trainers that Derek Walsh had left on New Bark town's community hall noticeboard was still empty...

Pokemon: Chikorita

 

[†sukuyomi]

Alright, the first post of the RP will be up at a later point this week, hopefully. It's finals week here, and I'm busy. I'll try my best to get it up soon though.
EDIT- The first post is up! ...Apologies if you find it boring. It's the first part of the first chapter, afterall. It can't be all amazingly intense and such right away.
EDITEDIT- Platnium Piano has unfortunately decided to drop out of the RP, so it'll be you four on your own now. So sad, try to cope with the loss, it's okay. You'll get over it eventually.

 

[Ryu-kun]

Aaaand Ryu is back in the game!

Hiya guys. My first post will be up in a few hours.
But as I'm ill my brains aren't fully functional, so bear with me =3.

EDIT: My post is up! Sorry if there is something wrong with it, I didn't check it first, as I was in a hurry to get it up.