Region of The West: A Quest Across Ryko

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OOC: XD Dun worry Plushie, you were just intent on fulfilling your RP obligations!

W00t! PAGE 50!!!

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... April Fool's!!! It's actually only page nine. ^^ Did I trick you?! XD


Cynthia
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"B-Blow?!!" Cynthia squeaked like a mouse that had been stepped on. Her smoky eyes grew wider, and she felt like screaming again. When the Professor began to run off, Oliver following at his heels, Cynthia looked to the others. She was more than ready to run, but she didn't want to leave anyone behind.

She made sure to make eye contact with each of the others to make sure they knew what was going on, and then dashed after Oliver. How big would the ensuing explosion be? What if something like that went out of control? Did it effect humans too? She tried to imagine herself all buff-- it was laughable and scary at the same time. She sincerely hoped it didn't work for humans.
 
OOC: Nyah, I missed the whole thing. xD So I was either oblivious or just plain late.

IC:

{Ohh! Explosions!} Hagure exclaimed in a thrilled voice, his eyes glowing with excitement as he watched the trembling ray gun. After all, it wasn't like the blast could kill him or anything, seeing as how he was already dead. But it looked like it could provide a firework show like few others.

Hiro on the other hand failed to see anything amusing or exciting about the prospect of such a blast, immediately giving Yikari a firm poke to make sure that he got his attention.

{For once in your life boy, don't say anything!} he growled gruffly, {Just run!}

The boy nodded in response, setting off after the others as fast as he could, which was pretty fast considering his long experience of getaways and his well-developed legs.

"Hagure-sama!" he called behind him, "Come back and rematerialize to me when you're done!"

{Sure thin' boss-man!} the Haunter called back, giving his trainer a thumbs up before turning to watch the rapidly developing beginning of what would surely be a most impressive explosion.
 
{ooc| Goddarn, Melissa! I thought I was in Showgan and pressed the back button.... *grumbles*}

Amber rolled her eyes as the button didn't work. Should've known, he's just some sort of ma wannabe scientisit who can't even-
Festival, however, was mewing fearfully. She had caught on, even if her trainer hadn't.
"Shush, Festi-" Amber began, but Oliver had already charged past her, along with Crysso and Yikari. "God darn!" she yelled and scooped up Festival, throwing the vaporeon over one shoulder.

Amber turned to run, but Cynthia seemed to be dithering. Amber glanced around for Enris; she couldn't actually see him. Maybe he had already gotton out? Amber doubted it, but she didn't know how much time she had left. She grabbed Cynthia's arm as she passed the girl and wrenched her in the direction of the door.
"C'mon, Cindy, we gotta get out." Amber told the girl cheerfully, as if this was all good clean fun.
 
OOc-

I came on a few minutes before PC was back to normal. Flissi told me about the hacker before[I stared at the Todori's Community banner for like, a minute and a half.XD], so I just went to the RP section and stuff. It took me another half hour to realise that my skin was back to the Pichu Bros. So yeah. Obliviousness.


Ic-


The only thing Ernis could do at that point of time, when the rest started running out of the room was produce a high-pitched scream. He wanted to move, but his legs were glued to the floor from pure shock and panic. His Sudowoodo and Feebas didn't seem to know what the word 'explosion' meant clapping their paws[and fins] out of excitement and wonder.

Rew was half asleep, he didn't really have time to process what was happening. But, at least the word 'explode' symbolised something in his vocabulary.

{G'ah!!! R'un! R'r'un!}the Remoraid's eyes opened to their half point, the most they would usually go. The fish slapped Buu's head with his tail, before biting hard on Ernis' arm with those sharp jaws of his. "Ouch! You'll damage the silk!!"the boy complained, tumbling on the floor.

{G'ah have to do ever'nthin' aroun' here...}Rew mumbled, closing his eyes as he managed to force his trainer out of the room, his two friends following after him. Rew whacking them with his tail was rare. Seriously was how it was taken.

Ernis was on the floor, still trembling from shock, he was the last to get out. But atleast he wasn't inside that... that deathtrap! He slowly stood up, his legs were all wobbly, hugging his Remoraid tightly.

{G-ah... breath..}
 
OOC:

Yay for it not having been a month.. It is high time we forge on, yes?



IC:



The Pokemon-buffing ray gun was now spinning as well as shaking uncontrollably, the annoying beeping noises it had been making now totally worthy of utter hate. Faster and faster it spun, the blackest of smoke spewing out from within the machine, until finally..

The ray gun stopped. No more shaking, or spinning. No more beeping. And in one last declaration of failure, the whole thing collapsed in on itself within the span of one moment, the once proud and intimidating ray gun having become one big, smoking pile of metal painted white.

Noticing the abrupt end of the annoying beeping sounds that had been coming from the ray gun, Professor Chrysso was the first to step back into the room after peeking out of the hallway once to make sure the coast was clear. But he said nothing as he viewed what had become of his invention afterwards, merely taking a few steps forward towards what remained of his precious ray gun. His expression was blank, and so his emotions were difficult to decipher.

Oliver slowly poked his head into the room as well, just as the professor had done, Piro still clutched in his hands. Apparently the Espeon was not going to put up a protest just yet. The redhead observed what had happened in disgust, shaking his head.

"I knew that thing was defective! Hah! And besides, we could've gotten a better 'explosion', if you could actually call it that." Oliver exclaimed, walking into the room to get a better view of the ray gun's utter destruction.





OOC:

That sucked but oh well.
 
OOC: Yeah, it's about time. xD *Pulls Yikari out from between the mothballs* Let's get cracking! ^^

IC:

"Well..." Yikari commented, slowing down to a halt as the ray gun sputtered and died, "That was terribly ant-climatic." despite having been spared a potentially lethal incident, the boy actually sounded rather dissapointed by this turn of events, although that was nothing compared to how his Haunter reacted.

{'Ey, whazz' dis' now, eh?} Hagure asked, floating over to the ruined contraption and giving it a hard thwack with one of his spectral hands, {Where's da boom?! 'Ey boss-man!} he called out to Yikari, the ghost type's face now bearing a sulking expression, {'Dis thin' is deffective! I wan' my money back! Ya' hear tha', proffessor-man?!} he added, now addressing proffessor Chrysso and pointing an accusing finger at him, {Owe up!}

"Ahh...I guess the game's over, then." Yikari commented, shrugging, "Too bad, eh Cynthie-chan?" he gave the girl a mischievous grin, gently nudging her with his elbow, "Guess I'll just have to go perform that armed robbery I planned to get some action around here, then."

Hiro rolled his eyes at his companions but chose not to comment. Only Yikari... he thought for himself, Only Yikari can be that crazy...
 
OOC: Yay! I missed playing naive and guilible Cynthia. :3


Cynthia
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Sitting there with her eyes tightly shut, Cynthia could only imagine how this blast would end up; maybe even with the death of them all! Oh what would her father think... her being killed so easily by an idiot professor like this? She shuddered to think on it too much. Wilbur frowned at the ray gun as it faltered in its suspected explosion. It seemed to just... die. Wilbur shook Cynthia's arm.

{Look Cynthia! It's okay!} he said to her, pointing to the room. Cynthia opened one eye first, then the other, not daring to believe what her pokemon was telling her. Surely something that had been malfunctioning that much was not capable of going out any other way than by a dangerous explosion? She looked over to the room, and as Professor Chrysso stepped back into the room, Cynthia almost told him not to go, but couldn't find her voice.

Oliver's comments were surprising. He knew that it would not explode? Then why didn't he tell them? Why did he run with them all? She puzzled over this until Yikari nudged her, revealing a robbery scheme.

"Y-you would commit a crime to see... action?" she said curiously. She would never figure out this boy, he was far too strange.

Wilbur practically delfated, {Guh... he's just... oh well. At least that bumbling ghost isn't bugging me anymore.}
 
OOC:

Did you know that the word gullible is in the dictionary? :3



IC:



"Oh, this is terrible! Awful! Do you know how much precious time and money I spent on that gun!?" The Professor exclaimed in that raspy voice of his, shoulders drooping. However, moments later a look of realization dawned on his expression, and the professor was immediately perked up again.

"Aha! I've got it! All I need is better parts! Then my ray gun will once again be in working order!" Chrysso shouted, immediately rushing away from the steaming pile of metal and towards the table closest table to him, grabbing one of the pens scattered there as well as a random piece of blank paper. Predictably, he started scribbling something onto that paper. At this point, Oliver allowed Piro to return to the floor, if only to regain the ability to cross his arms and look so sure of himself.

The Espeon snorted then, narrowing his eyes as he viewed the very dead ray gun. {We should get as far away from this thing as possible as soon as this 'professor' is done with his antics. Oh yeah. That's a given.}

"Done!" Professor Chrysso said loudly, raising up an envelope, which had probably been stuffed with that paper he had been writing on. Of course, one could only imagine how he had managed to write and seal the letter in that amount of time. He then marched over to the nearest person, who happened to be Cynthia. In one swift motion, he offered the envelope to the blue-haired girl, a huge grin on his face.

"If you don't mind, I'd like you kiddies to deliver this letter to my supplier. His name is Eric Vanlicton, and his base of operations is located in Tephora City! Remember that now! Eric Vanlicton! Tephora City!" The Professor exclaimed, once again very loudly.

Oliver, his temper rising once again now that the professor had referred to them as 'kiddies', immediately protested.

"What? We don't owe you nothing!" The redhead exclaimed, balling his hands into fists. "And we don't even know where that city is!"

"Well, just ask someone for a map, then." The Professor responded haughtily, never removing the letter from within Cynthia's reach. "And you do owe me something, young ones. You lot broke my cherished invention, and as such you are required to assist in its repair."

Oliver was about to give the professor a piece of his mind after that remark, but of course the professor continued speaking before he could do that. "And besides, most of you rejected my offer, turning down the ray gun before I could blink. And why? Because, dear fellows, you all wanted to experience a Trainer's journey for yourselves. Well, now's your chance. Help me, and you'll all be helping yourselves." It was then that the Professor paused, waiting for everyone's reactions.
 
OOC: A rather random thing; some details of Hiro's past will need to be changed in order for a certain subplot to make more sense, I hope that's okay with y'all.

IC:

"Me?" Yikari asked in a would-be shocked voice at Cynthia's question, "My dear Cynthie-chan, I am deeply hurt by such insinuations." he folded his arms defensively, "You know I would never break the law for mere action..." he grinned mischievously, suddenly unfolding his arms again, "There would at least have to be some fun involved." the boy once again let out a good-natured chuckle at the world in general, wondering what the girl would make of these recent words. Ah, she really was too easy to rick, he would have to be careful not to exploit it too much. After all, Cynthia was a nice girl, despite being so guillible, and pranking a good person into insanity was a big no-no in the prankster bussiness.

"Oh, I do share your sorrow, Chrysso-sama." Yikari remarked in a grave tone, shaking his head slowly, "All that effort and still not even a proper explosion..." the proffessor didn't seem to acknowledge his comment however as he proceeded to write up a letter and demand that they would deliver it.

{'Ey!} Hagure interrupted, floating back up in front of proffessor Chrysso, {Tha' short-stuff is right! We dun' owe ya' nuthin'! Ya' owe us, cos' yer' machine's deficient! It dun' make Wilfred} he pointed an accusign finger at Wilbur, {Owe up and it dun' even explode! So owe up!}

"Ahh...so you are sending us on a glorious quest then, Chrysso-sama?" Yikari inquired as the proffessor finally paused in his speech, "But if you wish us to get parts for you then wouldn't we need to have some money for them?" a mischievous glint briefly flashed in his eyes at the word 'money' and Hiro rolled his eyes. So much for a quick departure... the Houndoom thought bitterly, knowing all too well that his trainer was no doubt going to take the chance to drag him across every last stretch in Ryko now, and with this rag-tag bunch of misfits in tow, no doubt.
 
OOC: Aww... that was kinda mean. ;-; Melissa doesn't point out everyone else's spelling mistakes when they're happy and excited to be posting in an RP that hasn't been going on in a while.


Cynthia
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She blinked with confusion and surprise at Yikari's comment. Breaking the law... fun? Well, she couldn't imagine how that would be fun, but perhaps he knew something about it that she didn't. After all, she had never gone against the rules set by society, so what did she know?

"Um, if you say so... wait," she said, about to ask if this was a joke of his, but then her thoughts were interrupted by the professor. He had suddenly stuck out an envelope for her to grab, and she was a bit frightened by his sudden acknowledgement of her.

"Eep!" she squeaked, sounding much like a mouse that had been trodden on. She stared at the envelope, wondering if she should take it considering the fact that they had all almost been blown up by this man. Luckily he gave her time to gather her courage as Oliver spoke to him about not owing anything to the professor. Hagure had added his response too. Wilbur groaned audibly.

{Arrgh! I'm Wilbur!! And leave me outta this, ghost!} the little pig said angrily, his tiny paws curling into what closely resembled fists.

The professor said his piece, making a valid point. They were supposed to journey, so why not help someone out along the way? Cynthia did like helping people.

Turning her smoky eyes up to the professor, she then took the letter. "Ah... Professor Chrysso, I w-would be glad to help," she said timidly to the man, hoping that the person they were delivering it to wouldn't be as scary.

EDIT: Oh, I forgot! No, Alter, I don't mind if you change some things. Hiro's your character after all! ^-^

And Plushie, teh fishie on your avvie ish cute. Even if it is a cannibal. XD
 
OOC: I know your pain, Melissa, you should see how she went on about that one time I misspelled 'loser'. -.-

And the cannibal fishy has done bad things...even though it is kind of cute. And yet...let's just say that I understand its motives...;.;

Oh, and I'm glad to hear that I have at least one supporter in the case of Hiro's history. It should be working better. ^^

IC:

Hmm...Cynthie-chan seems more perceptive than I thought. Yikari remarked for himself as the girl was about to comment, his eyes glinting slightly with enthusiaism Excellent.

{Oh quit dem' mind-games, Wilfred!} Hagure remarked, twirling around in mid-air and once again focusing his attention on the Spoink, {We all know ya' dunit!}

"Ahh...so it seems like Cynthie-chan has accepted your quest then, Chrysso-sama." Yikari remarked at the girl's decision, "Very well then, I shall follow my questing partner's example and lend my assistance to this noble cause." he bowed in an overly dramatic manner, "But still..." the boy added, the previous mischievous glint briefly reappearing, "A bit of funding would surely aid our quest."
 
OOC:

Eh? Das' not what I was tryin' to do. I wasn't trying to point out the error.. (in fact, I actually didn't notice it at all xD)

I just wanted to see if anyone would actually look in the dictionary for it and be gullible. Tee hee. Someone did that to my friend in school once, while he had a dictionary in his hand. It was one of those mean-yet-somehow-funny things. Hmm. So.. sorry it came out the wrong way. ^^;;

And on the subject of goldfish, yes, he is quite cute for a cannibal, isn't he? xD He was about to open his mouth as far as it could go or something in that picture. I don't know why fish do that sometimes. xD

Anyways, Alter can change Hiro's past because Alter can. :3



IC:



Professor Chrysso was apparently trying to restrain himself from squealing with delight at Cynthia's acceptance, and so it was easy to see why he replied to Yikari's statements about money in such a distustingly happy and cheerful voice.

"Why, my dear boy!" Chrysso exclaimed, clasping his hands together. "There will be no need for the transfer of money on this quest! For you see, I pay Eric yearly for everything he supplies me with, and so there is no need for me to bother you with such things at this time. It is quite simple, is it not? Yes it is. It is! Very simple."

Meanwhile, Oliver was staring at Cynthia and Yikari in disbelief, wondering why in the world they felt the need to help the guy out. He said nothing, though, merely sighing to himself. Great. Now I'm probably stuck in this no matter what I say. Perfect.. This is exactly what I needed. The redhead thought to himself, his usual scowl coming back from a short break.

"In any case, however," the Professor continued, "I am most pleased that you have all decided to accept this task. I wish you a safe journey, young ones. That is all I have to say. You will be departing momentarily, correct? Yes, you are, because the sooner that letter is delivered, the better. Oh, but feel free to enjoy the whole 'journey' aspect, of course. Gyms, other.. things.. that young ones like yourselves enjoy." He said, practically ushering them to leave at the moment.
 
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OOC: Oh! Well, no harm done Plushie. ^-^ I guess I was so gullible I was making things up. XD

Now let's see... "gullible" in the dictionary (well, the one on dictionary.com) says:

1. Easily deceived or duped.

2. Naive and easily deceived or tricked; "at that early age she had been gullible and in love"

3. Easily tricked because of being too trusting; "gullible tourists taken in by the shell game"

^-^


Cynthia
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{Shut up you bag of gas! I have nothing to owe up about! And my name is Wilbur!} the little Spoink said dangerously, his pearl beginning to glow an odd blue color. Cynthia quickly noticed this and gasped a little at the anger her pokemon was exhibiting. He didn't look like he was about to forget about the Haunter, and Cynthia knew that his pearl glowing meant he was about to use some psychic power. That couldn't be good... especially not right this minute... but... that meant that he would have to be put away.

"W-Wilbur... please...," she said to the pig, looking worried. Wilbur wasn't listening though, and continued to glare menacingly at Hagure. Cynthia sighed, and then pulled out her pokeball.

The Spoink noticed this move, and the glowing ceased from within the pearl. {Ah! Cynthia I'm sorry, I won't get mad anymore,} he said quickly, turning his body in her arms to look at her. She nodded and put the ball back, turning her attention back to the Professor and Yikari's conversation.

{He's just so darned annoying...,} Wilbur mumbled, chancing a glance at the Haunter.

"Y-yes! We should press on," Cynthia said timidly, agreeing with Chrysso's statement. She would have liked some funding too, but it was not polite to press an authority figure about anything, let alone money. She placed the letter that the Professor had given her into a small backpack and hoped that Wilbur could conitnue behaving himself.
 
Amber reappeared out of nowhere. She had a leaf on her cowboy hat, but other than that, she looked no different to how she had looked before she had disappeared a few moments ago. She held a soaking wet Festival in her arms; the little Vaporeon's tail wagged contentedly.
The girl grinned. "Sorry about that, Festival here..." she tugged on her pokemon's ear, and she mewed defiantly, "decided to go in search of water."

She glanced at everyone else. "So what's going on?"
 
As Wilbur began gathering psychic power for some psychic technique or the other, the change in Hiro was instantaneous, the Houndoom's back arching in preparation and his eyes narrowing, the mouth opening slightly to reveal two sets of sharp, white fangs which gleamed treatheningly even in the hopelessly undramatic electrical lighting of the room.

{You'd better stay away from such thoughts...} Hiro growled in an uncharacteristically menacing voice, {I promised to look after this group, annoying members or no, and I'm a Houndoom of my word...}

The fire type's pose relaxed slightly as Cynthia managed to calm her pokémon down, but that didn't mean that the dog pokémon was about to stop keeping Wilbur under watch...oh no, the Spoink had proven himself to be a liability now, and Hiro was not one to forget such things easily. Not again... he thought sternly, I'll never repeat my mistake...

{Tha's righ', Wilfred!} Hagure taunted from behind the Houndoom's back, poking his tongue out at the Spoink in a defiant manner, {If ya' mess wid' one o' us ya' mess wid' us all! An' ya' dun' wanna' mess wid' Hiro an' Marco, dey are baaad, like, real gangsta', ya' dig?}

{Oh shut up!} Hiro growled, {And behave, or I'll have to make the boy recall you again.}

{Fine 'den, spoilsport.} Hagure scoffed, folding his spectral arms and proceeding to float by the upper end of the ceiling, {But wen' da' evil Exeggutors of da' apocalypse come knockin' on yer doors, dun' come cryin' ta' me!}

Yikari suppressed a small sigh at the argument, wondering where he could find and opening to lighten up the mood again as the group began heading backwards, only to run into Amber.

"Oh, nothing in particular, Ambry-chan." he replied cheerfuly, giving the girl a friendly smile, "We were only on the verge of being blown to smithereens by Chrysso-sama's invention until it decided to dissapoint us by not blowing up after all, and so the esteemed proffessor decided to make it up to us by giving us a new chance at getting killed in an extremely painful way by sending us to deliver a letter to Vanlicton-san in Tephora city, but alas, he didn't provide us with funding so now Cynthie-chan and I were just planning a bank heist to make ends meat, as my great aunt in the sausage-industry is so fond of saying, which brings us to the current situation." he took a brief pause, giving the girl his most innocent expression, "Any questions?"
 
OOC: *peers into thread* *pokes other RPers*


Cynthia
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"Ah...," Cynthia squeaked, feeling alarmed that she was now implicated in a bank heist. She almost opened her mouth in protest, but then it occured to her that he was joking again, and surely Amber wouldn't think that she had been involved in something like that? Would she?

Wilbur was looking at Hiro. Hiro was, after all, a rather powerful-looking dark pokemon, and there was no way that the little pig could hope to survive in a battle with him. He felt a bit afraid of the pokemon all of a sudden, but also felt a need to address what had just happened.

{Hiro... I apologize. Sometimes when I get angry or scared, my psychic powers get a bit out of control. If it ever happens to me again with Hagure, I won't blame you for attacking me. Just...,} he shuddered a little, {Don't kill me. Being knocked out will do me just fine.}
 
{ooc| So busy xP I wonder when Plushie will be back?
*stares at Mel's userpicture* OMG, there's a Lion King level in KH2?? Curse my country and it's release date of the 25th of May...}

Amber burst out laughing as Yikari began weaving yet another tall tale - something about a bank heist. She patted Cynthia on the back, and winked.
"Don't look so worried, I know you're squeaky-clean."

Festival, however, was watching Wilbur and Hiro in silence. At the pig's words, Festival stuck out her tongue. {I'll fight 'im off for you, Wilbur!} she added, her big brown eyes still looking as big and as innocent as ever.

Amber, who had been watching, chuckled to herself. She glanced to Yikari. "Where did you get such a tough pokemon, then?" she asked him.
 
OOC: Oh yes! There most certainly is a Lion King world. :3 That was one of the things I was looking forward to the most! Sora's so cyuute as a lion cub! *huggles lion Sora*

*ahem* Anyway...


Cynthia
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"Whew...," Cynthia breathed out, but for some reason she didn't really feel better. She figured that Amber would know that she wasn't really planning a bank job. That just wasn't like her in the least.

Yes, she was pretty squeaky clean. It was something to be proud of... right? You were supposed to obey the rules and be polite and kind to others in order to be good. Why was it then that when Amber had said those words to Cynthia that she almost felt... sad? She couldn't understand this; and it occasionally happened to her when she got to know people. Instead of devoting more thought to it though, she looked back over to Yikari and Amber with a curious expression wondering how the boy had acquired the rather intimidating pokemon.
 
(Not really a first time roleplayer, but I'm new here.

Name: Rachel Bolt
Age: 16, but there are rumors her real age reaches 6000.
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long brown hair with a small tint of blue in her bangs, usualy wears a white trench coat, a black tank top, and blue jeans, she also has a small birthmark on her shoulder of a dragon.

Personality: Very unpredictable, Rachel can be sweet, or she can be ruthless, it all depends on the situation.

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.)

Type: Salamence
Nick: Ruby
Personality: Strong-willed, and as unpredictable as her trainer
History: Ruby was Rachel's first pokemon, and the two have been close friends ever since Rachel began her journey. While Rachel perfers to change her team whenever she can, Ruby will always remain.

Rachel perfers to make her team as she goes, but has several pokemon stored in the PC.

History (Optional): Not much is known about Rachel, other than that she showed up in Littleroot Town one day with a Bagon riding on her shoulder, with a mind to become the champion, and prove that girls make better trainers.

So far, she has succesfully won the Hoenn League, and is wanting to test her skills elsewhere.

Other (Optional): She has the unique ability to understand what Pokemon are saying, theories of how she can do this range from scientific experiments to a gift from one of the Legendary Pokemon.

RP Sample:

Rachel is sitting on a hill overlooking a town, Ruby lies next to her.

"Mence, Salamence," Ruby says to her trainer, asking what the plan was now.

"The plan is what it always has been, my old friend, we go where the wind takes us," Rachel says, patting the dragon on the head. "Now come on, we should get going, we have a long journey ahead of us."

Rachel climbs on the back of her Dragon Pokemon, and they fly off.

Within a few hours of leaving, a great storm blows up.

"Ruby, we need to find land!" Rachel says to her Pokemon, holding it tightly around the neck, but apparently not tightly enough, because she goes flying off, screaming.

Ruby pulls into a steep dive, but at the same time, another Pokemon dives after the falling trainer, and catches her.

Ruby finaly lands, and finds Rachel lying on a beach, she nudges her trainer awake.

"What happened? Where are we?" Rachel wonders out loud.

Ruby shakes her head, and tells Rachel what happened.

"Curious, now where are we?" Rachel says, Ruby shrugs. Rachel looks through her bag, taking out a Pokenav, she takes a look at the map. "Well, we're in a region called Ryko apparently, we better go see if we can find civilization."

Rachel gets up, but falls again, apparently she had hurt her leg.

Ruby kneels down, and Rachel stedies herself on the dragon Pokemon. "Thanks Ruby."

The dragon growls in response, and the two friends walk off into the unknown.
 
{ooc| Rachel, this roleplay is already in progress - I'm afraid it's too late to join. Maybe try another, newer roleplay? Ones undere a page are your best bet. Or, alternatively, start a new one.}
 
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