Random Plushie
Yes, it is a sheep
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- Seen Apr 20, 2012
Several long years ago, Hoenn dispatched a small group of explorers to search the lands west of their region. They didn't need to wander as far as planned, however, for across several hundred miles of ocean water, which was merely a fraction of what was expected, the explorers hit land.
It proved to be a region unlike the other four, and within a few weeks of the first humans setting foot on this new land, there was no current resident of the other four regions that didn't know of this fifth country, which, in no time, had earned itself the name of Ryko.
The explorers, only just beginning to start settlements in Ryko, called more and more people in, towns and cities spreading throughout the region like one giant termite infestation. The humans dominated slowly; settling in one place, becoming familiar with the area, then sending another group of explorers that had been called in to move on to another location, moving away from the relatively safe coastlines and further inland, towards the more remote and unpredictable environments there.
Each settlement became one with the land on which it was built, uniting with the native Pokemon and beginning to live in harmony. Of course, back in the other regions, this meant a longer wait for the signal that it was safe to move in, since there was still much of Ryko that was in need of scouting. The settlers thought nothing of it, conquering Ryko at their own pace and further encouraging impatience among the other regions.
After years of this type of domination, the discovery of Ryko became old news, because it was taking much too long for the explorers to cover the extent of the territory. It became nothing more than a random vacation spot for the future, and the general public lost interest in moving in.
Over time, this allowed the explorers that had made settlements across most of Ryko to live without being bothered by the outside regions. Because of this, the people began developing their own lifestyles within each settlement, which ultimately ended up differing from that of the other regions. These people became the first to be considered true natives of Ryko.
In short, Ryko was allowed to grow on its own without any influence, and as a result, the first line of Gyms (not to mention League) in the region gained unique rules and battlefields unlike those in Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, or Orre.
In the present time, a professor has finally set up a place of Pokemon research on the coastline of Ryko, located in the first town to have been built as a settlement for humans.
This professor goes by Prof. R. Chrysso, and is unknown to the other regions, seeing as how truly isolated Ryko has remained, but nonetheless he claims to be a professional. Indeed, after merely a few years of taking up research in Ryko, he also claims that he has reached a breakthrough in technology.
But the problem is; he's too much of a nobody. How is he to get anyone outside of Ryko to listen to him? What he needs first of all to prove his theory is test subjects for his technology.
And what could be a better source of such subjects than energetic young trainers and co-ordinators?
---------
You can be either a Pokemon Trainer or a Pokemon Co-ordinator from one of the four regions neighboring Ryko, with a few years of experience under your belt. Like most residents of these regions, you don't know much about Ryko other than it's a land far away that took a long time to explore.
You have recently received a letter from someone who calls himself Prof. R. Chrysso. In this letter, you are invited to attend a presentation by this professor, during which he will reveal to you his 'special invention' that he claims will be of great assistance to the well-being of your Pokemon.
He mentions in this letter that transportation has already been arranged, based on where you live (which basically means a boat for everyone); all you have to do is show up on the designated day of the presentation at his lab in Meridian Town, located in far-off Ryko.
Yes, to most this so-called 'special invention' already sounds cheesy and weird. But hey--Even if the presentation is as cheap as it sounds, at least you'll have scored a free vacation.
Rules:
1. Follow all rules of PC and the RP Section. Obvious.
2. I'm going to be very serious about this one; there will be absolutely no powerplaying, godmodding, bunnying, or character control in any way, shape, or form allowed. You have no right to control the character of another person without their consent, and most people should already know this.
3. Please don't post beneath four lines. If you really can't do that, then you may as well avoid signing up. Seriously, posts that are that short are no fun..
Sign-Up Form, Y'all:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (I would appreciate it if you described with lots of detail. 'Cause detailed appearances that don't confuse me are good things. ^-^)
Personality: (Seriously, try to be more descriptive than 'Oh, s/he's very nice.' >.> Describe your character's personality with more than just a few basic adjectives, please. It's a lot more important than it seems.)
Pokemon: (Your character is allowed to have a maximum of four Pokemon, with SOME evolved forms allowed. Yes, your character does have experience, but I will hardly accept one to four-time Champions/Master Contest winners. And remember, your character's Pokemon are not just things that come when they're called and obey your Trainer's every whim. They have personalities and attitudes of their own, so please don't butcher that and sign-up with brainless robotic drones.)
History (Optional): (You may describe past events and accomplishments here. Try to be fairly reasonable in this field.)
Other (Optional): (If there's anything else you'd like to say that doesn't really fall into the other fields, you may write it down here. Please don't make your character an inhuman superhero. If your character has a certain talent, there must be a valid reason for it, yes?)
RP Sample: (Yep, I will require a sample of your skills. 'Tis very important, so do try hard when you fill this out.)
Here is my sign-up:
Name: Oliver Tan
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Appearance: This guy is a red-head, and a spiky-haired red-head at that, although he attempts to keep his hair from spiking directly up by wearing a headband that is a deeper shade of scarlet than his hair. This doesn't stop his bangs from growing downward, though, which gives him a rather awkward hairstyle. His eyes match this, however, the red shade of his hair being complimented by the green of his eyes. Of course, due to his temper, most of the time you'll hardly notice that.
As far as clothing goes, the boy is often seen wearing a mustard-yellow colored hooded sweater, which is probably over a shirt of some kind. The sleeves of this sweater are actually so long, though, that you can barely see his finger tips sticking out. Along with this, he wears baggy jeans that seem a bit too large for him, probably a hand-me-down, which is further suggested by the stitches in the left pant leg.
To carry items and such, he is equipped with a fanny pack that is dark blue in color, almost blending in with his pants. However, because his sweater is so big, this fanny pack, not to mention the boy's Pokeballs, are usually hidden from view.
Overall.. Oliver is short. Very short for his age. Based on height alone, he looks to be about 12 years old. Don't let this fool you, though, for once he gets ticked off, stopping him can be quite the task.
Personality: The thing about Oliver's personality that you will probably become familiar with first is his abnormally short temper. He is especially sensitive to remarks about his height, and his constant proclamations that he is indeed not short when the subject comes up will remind you of that.
He is always quick to get angry, and quick to lose his patience, but usually not during Pokemon battles. If he does, it is usually because he has lost his temper at the guy on the opposite end of the field, and not over a situation in the battle itself.
When he is not angry or ranting due to his temper, he is fairly calm and collected, although he does have an attitude, which usually involves sarcasm. Basically, if he hasn't labeled you 'friend', he's not a very nice person to come across. And even if he does consider you a friend, his temper will stand strong, and so will his sarcasm when he's calm.
However, he does have a soft spot for his Pokemon. It's obvious that he cares deeply for them, but he will never admit that to anyone. He tends to be strangely patient with his Pokemon and will rarely lose his temper, however short it may be, over their actions.
History: Oliver was born and grew up in Olivine City, never really exposed to anything outside of his home town, or anything not covered in television programs. His parents own the local Poke Mart, which to this day is their main source of money. It may not seem like a very reliable source, but being the only shop in town that sells Pokemon-related items can seriously rake in the cash.
As a result Oliver lived a quiet, pampered life, enjoying the fact that Olivine was near the coastline, therefore allowing him to take strolls along the beach, the ocean that lay beyond becoming something he frequently enjoyed.
It wasn't until his ninth birthday that he received his first Pokemon. His mother and father gave him an Eevee as his present, which Oliver named Piro soon afterwards. This immediately squashed his parents' dreams of him someday taking over the family business, of course, because Oliver immediately became intent on training Piro up to be a champion someday. And who knew, perhaps he'd even manage to train up a whole team!
His parents weren't too thrilled about that, naturally. They convinced themselves that their son would give up on the 'becoming a Trainer thing' because they believed he didn't want to make that much effort.
Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending upon whose side you're on), they were wrong. When Oliver received a Teddiursa for Christmas the next year from a good friend, the boy was dead set on becoming a Trainer. Naming the new Teddiursa Yoku, Oliver continuously asked for his parents' permission to set off on a journey.
Weeks went by, and through all that time Oliver's parents refused to let the boy go. During this time, Piro and Yoku took to watching crime investigation dramas together, and soon both of them had become convinced that they were eligible for becoming secret service agents. Or FBI agents. Same difference.
And finally, when Oliver asked for permission again on the twenty-sixth consecutive day, his parents gave him their consent to leave Olivine City with Piro and Yoku in tow. The boy wasted no time with celebrating this, although Piro and Yoku would've preferred it because they were going to miss their shows if they left. It wasn't long before the boy was ready to leave, considering his parents owned the Poke Mart.
And so Oliver left his home town, Piro and Yoku following, while still sulking over the fact that they wouldn't have television on their journey. Oliver's first goal once he had set off was to make an attempt at training his team as best he could, and then like a normal Trainer he would set out for badges. And perhaps he'd even manage to catch more Pokemon. Flanked by his two best friends and cloaked in determination, the boy set off into the world.
Two years passed. Oliver still hadn't completed training to the point where he was satisfied with his progress, or that of his Pokemon. He hadn't even traveled across much of Johto yet. However, he had made attempts at collecting badges, obtaining the Fog Badge with.. difficulty. He also returned home to challenge Jasmine once, but the result wasn't too nice. In fact, he was massacred by the Steel Gym Leader, having to endure a brutal loss.
Shocked into an emotionless state (which went away after a few days), Oliver convinced himself that he needed a lot more training before he could even consider challenging a Gym Leader again.
After two years of more training, evolutions among his Pokemon, and also catching two more Pokemon, Oliver hadn't made another Gym challenge. Even after such a long time since losing to Jasmine so humiliatingly, he refused to muster up the courage to make another Gym challenge. He instead chose to hang around home often, while maintaining a routine of training and raising his Pokemon. He never dared to think about Gyms.
His parents were thrilled at this decision, but they didn't get as much time to enjoy it as they would have liked, because soon after that, a very strange letter had arrived for their son..
Pokemon:
Espeon (Male), Piro
Oliver's first Pokemon, usually found patrolling the area near the Trainer's feet. Otherwise he is scouting the area, attempting to pick out 'potential threats' and positioning himself between his Trainer and the 'threat.'
Piro is rather peculiar, always wearing dark sunglasses and rarely showing emotion other than those revealed in his voice. Through months of watching countless FBI dramas and other related shows, this Espeon has come to develop a sort of "FBI attitude," which can make him seem quite over-protective of his Trainer.
When he speaks, he tries to maintain seriousness, often containing laughter and forcing himself not to crack even the slightest of smiles. As a result, other Psychics may detect some self-conflict within him. Either that or he just really wants to be a typical stereotyped FBI agent.
Ursaring (Male), Yoku
Yoku became Piro's best friend soon after he was given to Oliver, soon coming to share the Espeon's passion for crime investigation dramas. This results in Yoku wearing the same kind of shades as Piro, and also in the shared passion for 'upholding justice.'
But what makes him different from Piro is his lazy side. Yoku prefers napping and standing around just looking cool rather than seriously promoting their 'official' image. He also tends to show more emotion than his Espeon friend. Instead of trying to be serious and contain all of his emotion, Yoku tends to reveal it more.
Flaaffy (Male), Makamo
Makamo was the first Pokemon that Oliver managed to catch on his own, on the way back to Olivine from Ecruteak. He wasn't part of a group of Mareep or anything at the time. No, for some reason he was wandering about on his own, but all the same Oliver quickly decided to catch him.
This Flaaffy is actually rather jumpy, and tends to be afraid of.. Well.. everything. As a result, he always seems to be alert, wide-eyed, and shivering, often throwing up Light Screens in self-defense and shocking anything that scares him too suddenly. It is highly advised that one doesn't sneak up on him from behind. In addition to his 'fraidy-cat personality, he is actually quite gentle-natured and doesn't like to attack unless it's necessary, or in other terms, when he's too scared to care about being gentle.
Houndour (Male), Akeru
Akeru was caught after Makamo, several months after Oliver lost to Jasmine. Found wandering the streets of Olivine City as a pup, the Houndour recalls little of his life prior to living on the streets, but he doesn't really care. He considers life with Oliver 'fun,' and sees no point in trying to remember his past. Akeru's main priority: Just have fun.
This Houndour practically radiates energy. He simply can't get rid of all his excess energy, no matter how far or long he may travel in a day. He is innocent enough, and is often a source of annoyance when you combine his optimism and excessive hyper-ness. To top it all off, he has a tendency to be especially curious, and will not hesitate to pry into someone else's life as soon as he meets them.
He also has a habit of collecting twigs and tree branches, then placing them all in a pile. He usually does this whenever the group he's in stops to take a break, or he finds that he has nothing else to do/everyone is ignoring him. The latter occurs most often.
Other: N/A
RP Sample:
The skies were clear that day, allowing the full force of the sun's rays to come streaming down onto the beach, instantly reflected by the ocean water, which created dazzling sparkles of light over the ocean swells that would be potentially blinding if one were to stare at it for too long.
Yes, perfect beach weather.
But for some reason Oliver was the only Trainer sitting on the beach at the moment. In his hand he held a reasonably sized stick, which he had taken from the pile of twigs that Akeru had managed to pile up near him. In fact, the crazy little Houndour was out near the water again, running out as far as he could go in order to reach for a piece of driftwood out on the waves. Of course, as soon as the next wave came in the Houndour was forced to retreat, barking loudly in defiance at the water that dare separate him from his precious wood. He advanced as soon as the water pulled back out, attempting again to retrieve the driftwood floating out on the waves.
Piro was out of his Pokeball, too, as usual. The Espeon was actually laying off his strange attitude for once, basking in the warmth of the sun, curled into a ball and sleeping through Akeru's barking. Every so often one of his lavender ears would twitch in response to an especially shrill yap or such, but nonetheless he slept on, near that pile of sticks.
Oliver had turned away from that now, letting his Pokemon relax while they could. He had been training them a lot lately. However, he was still sulking over that last battle with Jasmine, and as such he was reluctant to try again. Clutching the stick firmly in his right hand, he began to write a message in the sand, then watched as the ocean water rose up to wash the whole thing away before he was done, although the water never came up as far as to get him wet.
Saying nothing, he began to write again, only to stop and watch as the waves washed it away once more. He sighed mentally, knowing that it would be more sensible to simply write the message someplace in the sand farther up the hill, but then again, he still wasn't sure if he wanted anyone to read his message anyways.
A howl of joy snapped his mind back to reality, causing him to turn his head towards the source of the noise, his spiky red hair acting accordingly and naturally shifting with his movement.
His deep green eyes instantly lit up a bit at the sight of a blissfully unaware Akeru proudly dragging a the piece of driftwood away from the water, and back towards the pile of sticks. It calmed Oliver to see such innocence.. When you were someone as young and energetic as Akeru, it must've been a lot easier to make decisions.
{Look! I got another one!} Akeru yapped, dropping the driftwood onto the pile, then proceeding to look up at Oliver and beam. {That's better than you'll ever do! Uh-huh!}
Oliver frowned, having gotten used to the Houndour's speech patterns by now, while Piro wrinkled up his nose in annoyance. Akeru's constant jabbering was disrupting his nap. Oliver said nothing, though, nodding at the little Houndour before the Dark-type turned away and began to trot back towards the water. Once more, Akeru searched for wood to add to his latest pile.
It proved to be a region unlike the other four, and within a few weeks of the first humans setting foot on this new land, there was no current resident of the other four regions that didn't know of this fifth country, which, in no time, had earned itself the name of Ryko.
The explorers, only just beginning to start settlements in Ryko, called more and more people in, towns and cities spreading throughout the region like one giant termite infestation. The humans dominated slowly; settling in one place, becoming familiar with the area, then sending another group of explorers that had been called in to move on to another location, moving away from the relatively safe coastlines and further inland, towards the more remote and unpredictable environments there.
Each settlement became one with the land on which it was built, uniting with the native Pokemon and beginning to live in harmony. Of course, back in the other regions, this meant a longer wait for the signal that it was safe to move in, since there was still much of Ryko that was in need of scouting. The settlers thought nothing of it, conquering Ryko at their own pace and further encouraging impatience among the other regions.
After years of this type of domination, the discovery of Ryko became old news, because it was taking much too long for the explorers to cover the extent of the territory. It became nothing more than a random vacation spot for the future, and the general public lost interest in moving in.
Over time, this allowed the explorers that had made settlements across most of Ryko to live without being bothered by the outside regions. Because of this, the people began developing their own lifestyles within each settlement, which ultimately ended up differing from that of the other regions. These people became the first to be considered true natives of Ryko.
In short, Ryko was allowed to grow on its own without any influence, and as a result, the first line of Gyms (not to mention League) in the region gained unique rules and battlefields unlike those in Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, or Orre.
In the present time, a professor has finally set up a place of Pokemon research on the coastline of Ryko, located in the first town to have been built as a settlement for humans.
This professor goes by Prof. R. Chrysso, and is unknown to the other regions, seeing as how truly isolated Ryko has remained, but nonetheless he claims to be a professional. Indeed, after merely a few years of taking up research in Ryko, he also claims that he has reached a breakthrough in technology.
But the problem is; he's too much of a nobody. How is he to get anyone outside of Ryko to listen to him? What he needs first of all to prove his theory is test subjects for his technology.
And what could be a better source of such subjects than energetic young trainers and co-ordinators?
---------
You can be either a Pokemon Trainer or a Pokemon Co-ordinator from one of the four regions neighboring Ryko, with a few years of experience under your belt. Like most residents of these regions, you don't know much about Ryko other than it's a land far away that took a long time to explore.
You have recently received a letter from someone who calls himself Prof. R. Chrysso. In this letter, you are invited to attend a presentation by this professor, during which he will reveal to you his 'special invention' that he claims will be of great assistance to the well-being of your Pokemon.
He mentions in this letter that transportation has already been arranged, based on where you live (which basically means a boat for everyone); all you have to do is show up on the designated day of the presentation at his lab in Meridian Town, located in far-off Ryko.
Yes, to most this so-called 'special invention' already sounds cheesy and weird. But hey--Even if the presentation is as cheap as it sounds, at least you'll have scored a free vacation.
Rules:
1. Follow all rules of PC and the RP Section. Obvious.
2. I'm going to be very serious about this one; there will be absolutely no powerplaying, godmodding, bunnying, or character control in any way, shape, or form allowed. You have no right to control the character of another person without their consent, and most people should already know this.
3. Please don't post beneath four lines. If you really can't do that, then you may as well avoid signing up. Seriously, posts that are that short are no fun..
Sign-Up Form, Y'all:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (I would appreciate it if you described with lots of detail. 'Cause detailed appearances that don't confuse me are good things. ^-^)
Personality: (Seriously, try to be more descriptive than 'Oh, s/he's very nice.' >.> Describe your character's personality with more than just a few basic adjectives, please. It's a lot more important than it seems.)
Pokemon: (Your character is allowed to have a maximum of four Pokemon, with SOME evolved forms allowed. Yes, your character does have experience, but I will hardly accept one to four-time Champions/Master Contest winners. And remember, your character's Pokemon are not just things that come when they're called and obey your Trainer's every whim. They have personalities and attitudes of their own, so please don't butcher that and sign-up with brainless robotic drones.)
History (Optional): (You may describe past events and accomplishments here. Try to be fairly reasonable in this field.)
Other (Optional): (If there's anything else you'd like to say that doesn't really fall into the other fields, you may write it down here. Please don't make your character an inhuman superhero. If your character has a certain talent, there must be a valid reason for it, yes?)
RP Sample: (Yep, I will require a sample of your skills. 'Tis very important, so do try hard when you fill this out.)
Here is my sign-up:
Name: Oliver Tan
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Appearance: This guy is a red-head, and a spiky-haired red-head at that, although he attempts to keep his hair from spiking directly up by wearing a headband that is a deeper shade of scarlet than his hair. This doesn't stop his bangs from growing downward, though, which gives him a rather awkward hairstyle. His eyes match this, however, the red shade of his hair being complimented by the green of his eyes. Of course, due to his temper, most of the time you'll hardly notice that.
As far as clothing goes, the boy is often seen wearing a mustard-yellow colored hooded sweater, which is probably over a shirt of some kind. The sleeves of this sweater are actually so long, though, that you can barely see his finger tips sticking out. Along with this, he wears baggy jeans that seem a bit too large for him, probably a hand-me-down, which is further suggested by the stitches in the left pant leg.
To carry items and such, he is equipped with a fanny pack that is dark blue in color, almost blending in with his pants. However, because his sweater is so big, this fanny pack, not to mention the boy's Pokeballs, are usually hidden from view.
Overall.. Oliver is short. Very short for his age. Based on height alone, he looks to be about 12 years old. Don't let this fool you, though, for once he gets ticked off, stopping him can be quite the task.
Personality: The thing about Oliver's personality that you will probably become familiar with first is his abnormally short temper. He is especially sensitive to remarks about his height, and his constant proclamations that he is indeed not short when the subject comes up will remind you of that.
He is always quick to get angry, and quick to lose his patience, but usually not during Pokemon battles. If he does, it is usually because he has lost his temper at the guy on the opposite end of the field, and not over a situation in the battle itself.
When he is not angry or ranting due to his temper, he is fairly calm and collected, although he does have an attitude, which usually involves sarcasm. Basically, if he hasn't labeled you 'friend', he's not a very nice person to come across. And even if he does consider you a friend, his temper will stand strong, and so will his sarcasm when he's calm.
However, he does have a soft spot for his Pokemon. It's obvious that he cares deeply for them, but he will never admit that to anyone. He tends to be strangely patient with his Pokemon and will rarely lose his temper, however short it may be, over their actions.
History: Oliver was born and grew up in Olivine City, never really exposed to anything outside of his home town, or anything not covered in television programs. His parents own the local Poke Mart, which to this day is their main source of money. It may not seem like a very reliable source, but being the only shop in town that sells Pokemon-related items can seriously rake in the cash.
As a result Oliver lived a quiet, pampered life, enjoying the fact that Olivine was near the coastline, therefore allowing him to take strolls along the beach, the ocean that lay beyond becoming something he frequently enjoyed.
It wasn't until his ninth birthday that he received his first Pokemon. His mother and father gave him an Eevee as his present, which Oliver named Piro soon afterwards. This immediately squashed his parents' dreams of him someday taking over the family business, of course, because Oliver immediately became intent on training Piro up to be a champion someday. And who knew, perhaps he'd even manage to train up a whole team!
His parents weren't too thrilled about that, naturally. They convinced themselves that their son would give up on the 'becoming a Trainer thing' because they believed he didn't want to make that much effort.
Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending upon whose side you're on), they were wrong. When Oliver received a Teddiursa for Christmas the next year from a good friend, the boy was dead set on becoming a Trainer. Naming the new Teddiursa Yoku, Oliver continuously asked for his parents' permission to set off on a journey.
Weeks went by, and through all that time Oliver's parents refused to let the boy go. During this time, Piro and Yoku took to watching crime investigation dramas together, and soon both of them had become convinced that they were eligible for becoming secret service agents. Or FBI agents. Same difference.
And finally, when Oliver asked for permission again on the twenty-sixth consecutive day, his parents gave him their consent to leave Olivine City with Piro and Yoku in tow. The boy wasted no time with celebrating this, although Piro and Yoku would've preferred it because they were going to miss their shows if they left. It wasn't long before the boy was ready to leave, considering his parents owned the Poke Mart.
And so Oliver left his home town, Piro and Yoku following, while still sulking over the fact that they wouldn't have television on their journey. Oliver's first goal once he had set off was to make an attempt at training his team as best he could, and then like a normal Trainer he would set out for badges. And perhaps he'd even manage to catch more Pokemon. Flanked by his two best friends and cloaked in determination, the boy set off into the world.
Two years passed. Oliver still hadn't completed training to the point where he was satisfied with his progress, or that of his Pokemon. He hadn't even traveled across much of Johto yet. However, he had made attempts at collecting badges, obtaining the Fog Badge with.. difficulty. He also returned home to challenge Jasmine once, but the result wasn't too nice. In fact, he was massacred by the Steel Gym Leader, having to endure a brutal loss.
Shocked into an emotionless state (which went away after a few days), Oliver convinced himself that he needed a lot more training before he could even consider challenging a Gym Leader again.
After two years of more training, evolutions among his Pokemon, and also catching two more Pokemon, Oliver hadn't made another Gym challenge. Even after such a long time since losing to Jasmine so humiliatingly, he refused to muster up the courage to make another Gym challenge. He instead chose to hang around home often, while maintaining a routine of training and raising his Pokemon. He never dared to think about Gyms.
His parents were thrilled at this decision, but they didn't get as much time to enjoy it as they would have liked, because soon after that, a very strange letter had arrived for their son..
Pokemon:
Espeon (Male), Piro
Oliver's first Pokemon, usually found patrolling the area near the Trainer's feet. Otherwise he is scouting the area, attempting to pick out 'potential threats' and positioning himself between his Trainer and the 'threat.'
Piro is rather peculiar, always wearing dark sunglasses and rarely showing emotion other than those revealed in his voice. Through months of watching countless FBI dramas and other related shows, this Espeon has come to develop a sort of "FBI attitude," which can make him seem quite over-protective of his Trainer.
When he speaks, he tries to maintain seriousness, often containing laughter and forcing himself not to crack even the slightest of smiles. As a result, other Psychics may detect some self-conflict within him. Either that or he just really wants to be a typical stereotyped FBI agent.
Ursaring (Male), Yoku
Yoku became Piro's best friend soon after he was given to Oliver, soon coming to share the Espeon's passion for crime investigation dramas. This results in Yoku wearing the same kind of shades as Piro, and also in the shared passion for 'upholding justice.'
But what makes him different from Piro is his lazy side. Yoku prefers napping and standing around just looking cool rather than seriously promoting their 'official' image. He also tends to show more emotion than his Espeon friend. Instead of trying to be serious and contain all of his emotion, Yoku tends to reveal it more.
Flaaffy (Male), Makamo
Makamo was the first Pokemon that Oliver managed to catch on his own, on the way back to Olivine from Ecruteak. He wasn't part of a group of Mareep or anything at the time. No, for some reason he was wandering about on his own, but all the same Oliver quickly decided to catch him.
This Flaaffy is actually rather jumpy, and tends to be afraid of.. Well.. everything. As a result, he always seems to be alert, wide-eyed, and shivering, often throwing up Light Screens in self-defense and shocking anything that scares him too suddenly. It is highly advised that one doesn't sneak up on him from behind. In addition to his 'fraidy-cat personality, he is actually quite gentle-natured and doesn't like to attack unless it's necessary, or in other terms, when he's too scared to care about being gentle.
Houndour (Male), Akeru
Akeru was caught after Makamo, several months after Oliver lost to Jasmine. Found wandering the streets of Olivine City as a pup, the Houndour recalls little of his life prior to living on the streets, but he doesn't really care. He considers life with Oliver 'fun,' and sees no point in trying to remember his past. Akeru's main priority: Just have fun.
This Houndour practically radiates energy. He simply can't get rid of all his excess energy, no matter how far or long he may travel in a day. He is innocent enough, and is often a source of annoyance when you combine his optimism and excessive hyper-ness. To top it all off, he has a tendency to be especially curious, and will not hesitate to pry into someone else's life as soon as he meets them.
He also has a habit of collecting twigs and tree branches, then placing them all in a pile. He usually does this whenever the group he's in stops to take a break, or he finds that he has nothing else to do/everyone is ignoring him. The latter occurs most often.
Other: N/A
RP Sample:
The skies were clear that day, allowing the full force of the sun's rays to come streaming down onto the beach, instantly reflected by the ocean water, which created dazzling sparkles of light over the ocean swells that would be potentially blinding if one were to stare at it for too long.
Yes, perfect beach weather.
But for some reason Oliver was the only Trainer sitting on the beach at the moment. In his hand he held a reasonably sized stick, which he had taken from the pile of twigs that Akeru had managed to pile up near him. In fact, the crazy little Houndour was out near the water again, running out as far as he could go in order to reach for a piece of driftwood out on the waves. Of course, as soon as the next wave came in the Houndour was forced to retreat, barking loudly in defiance at the water that dare separate him from his precious wood. He advanced as soon as the water pulled back out, attempting again to retrieve the driftwood floating out on the waves.
Piro was out of his Pokeball, too, as usual. The Espeon was actually laying off his strange attitude for once, basking in the warmth of the sun, curled into a ball and sleeping through Akeru's barking. Every so often one of his lavender ears would twitch in response to an especially shrill yap or such, but nonetheless he slept on, near that pile of sticks.
Oliver had turned away from that now, letting his Pokemon relax while they could. He had been training them a lot lately. However, he was still sulking over that last battle with Jasmine, and as such he was reluctant to try again. Clutching the stick firmly in his right hand, he began to write a message in the sand, then watched as the ocean water rose up to wash the whole thing away before he was done, although the water never came up as far as to get him wet.
Saying nothing, he began to write again, only to stop and watch as the waves washed it away once more. He sighed mentally, knowing that it would be more sensible to simply write the message someplace in the sand farther up the hill, but then again, he still wasn't sure if he wanted anyone to read his message anyways.
A howl of joy snapped his mind back to reality, causing him to turn his head towards the source of the noise, his spiky red hair acting accordingly and naturally shifting with his movement.
His deep green eyes instantly lit up a bit at the sight of a blissfully unaware Akeru proudly dragging a the piece of driftwood away from the water, and back towards the pile of sticks. It calmed Oliver to see such innocence.. When you were someone as young and energetic as Akeru, it must've been a lot easier to make decisions.
{Look! I got another one!} Akeru yapped, dropping the driftwood onto the pile, then proceeding to look up at Oliver and beam. {That's better than you'll ever do! Uh-huh!}
Oliver frowned, having gotten used to the Houndour's speech patterns by now, while Piro wrinkled up his nose in annoyance. Akeru's constant jabbering was disrupting his nap. Oliver said nothing, though, nodding at the little Houndour before the Dark-type turned away and began to trot back towards the water. Once more, Akeru searched for wood to add to his latest pile.
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