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pokegirl909

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    Once apon a time, the world was filled with many happy people and pokemon. The time came to where an evil dictator used his power over the people to create a new creature. A pokemorph. The man had switched human DNA with pokemon DNA. What was left is what we call, a pokemorph. He, Team Cipher Leader, Bob, created more and more, and soon there was a total of 250 pokemorphs. Bob felt that he, a normal human had athority over the pokemorphs. And so, pokemorphs were sent to do his dirty work in places called pokecamps. Many pokemorphs tried to runaway, only to be beaten harder and to do even more work. Finally 10 pokemorphs desided to runaway. This time, they wern't coming back. And thats were you come in. You can be a pokemorph, a pokemon, or a regular human. (But no bobs)

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    Name: (must do)
    Age: (must do)
    Gender: (must do)
    Pokemon's DNA you have: (must do)
    Personality: (optional)
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    History: ( optional )
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    RP sample: (must do)
     
    Name:Sam

    Age:15

    Gender:female

    DNA:articuno

    Personalty:quiet, itelligent, brave, pure. Always does whats right, no matter the cost, with no hestitation.

    Despcrition: Pale white skin, with long blue hair and eyes. a blue karate outfit with no sleeves. a white belt and blue armbands. A blackbelt, though rarely uses it. Long blue wings and tail.

    History: Orphaned at age two lived alone until found by Bob and changed. Spent whole time in camp meditating, learning how to be psychic as well as ice/flying. Killed a innocent pidgey and hates to be mean since then.

    Other: Fear her kicks. With kickes better than hitmonlee she is a feirce and impossible to beat oppent, espisely when the psychic powers kick in.

    RPG sample:Again I heard them. Feet running towards me, screams and cries for help, again I ignored them. I always did what was right. Why not now, you ask? Well, these were visions. So many times had i tried to help them, so many times I had failed. Now, I just didn't try. I opened my eyes and pushed off the tree I was leaning on. With a roundhouse kick to its trunk, an apple fell into my hands. I took one bite and threw the apple over the cliff I faced. *Man, I hate visions.*
     
    I'll join! ^-^

    Name: Anna
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Pokemon's DNA you have: Wobbuffet
    Personality: Happy, bubbly, even though she's obviously been through a lot. She acts like everyone's her friend (even if you're not her friend XD). She tries to always look at the bright side and get others to have fun. It's her only way to cope with the serious things that happen in her life.
    Description: She has light blue (like Wobbuffet color) hair that's shoulder-length and it's sorta shaped like the back of a Wobbuffet's head. Her eyes are a light gray color (though you wouldn't know it because they're always closed). She has a long black tail with eyes on it that she likes to try to keep hidden. Also her skin has a light blueish tinge to it. As for clothes, she wears navy blue gloves, a bright blue shirt and white khaki pants. Her shirt is a little small so a bit of her belly shows through it.
    History: She doesn't remember anything outside of what she's been through with Bob. She doesn't like him, and she's been beaten more than once for trying to escape. She's also been beaten because of her less-than-perfect psychic powers.
    Other: Nothing!
    RP Sample: "What the?" I thought, looking over to the buzzing, bustling trees. They were moving like crazy and I was sure that just a second ago there was nothing over there. I took a timid step forward and realized too late that what was in the tree was a huge swarm of Beedril! "GAH!" I panicked, jumping and turning to begin running as fast as I could go. I started to run and kept saying to myself "Faster...! Faster...! FASTER!!" If only there was some sort of water around for me to dunk myself in! Of course; there wasn't.... Just my luck.
     
    Name: Rine Argent
    Age: 17
    Gender: Male
    Pokemon's DNA you have: Sneasel
    Personality: Though a loner by nature, Rine is also rather efficient in life as in battle. That is, he is willing to make certain compromises if they seem logical or beneficial. However, there are certain compromises he refuses to make--ones that move against his code of honor. If driven to battle, Rine is skilled and merciless--deeming it to be a waste of energy to repeatedly spare an opponent and thereby receive their attacks.

    Despite his customary efficiency, though, Rine may--at times--reveal a certain sadistic or sadomasochistic edge.
    Description: Dark hair, crimson eyes, gold gem on his forehead, Sneasel's ears, gold gem at the center of his collar-bone; a bandage is tied about his head and covers one eye
    History: Before Rine met Team Cipher, he lived a relatively normal life. Though his family was often lacking in finances, they were a loving one. While wandering the city's streets as he often did, Rine met a young girl. Her parents having died, she lived alone on the streets. Rine pleaded with his parents to adopt her. However, knowing that they could not provide a proper home for the girl, they instead brought her to an orphanage in the hopes that she could live happily elsewhere. During this time, she was confined to the orphanage grounds, but often escaped to meet Rine. Unfortunately, on one such occasion, Cipher kidnapped her and brought her to their headquarters. From a nearby alley, Rine witnessed the event and pursued them in the vain hope of rescuing the girl. But, as might be expected, he was taken as a prisoner in his rescue attempt. Though both were transformed into morphs, they were then separated. Recently, Rine was able to slip into a Cipher office and locate several records. According to them, the female had died several years ago under the harsh training. And, Rine's family had been "disposed of" when they grew too close to finding him. Torn by guilt and grief, Rine determined to escape Cipher and destroy them by whatever means possible.
    Other: Though Rine dislikes Team Cipher, they have undeniably affected his manner of operation and view of life. His merciless style of fighting is largely due to his infusion of Sneasel DNA as well as his training under Cipher.

    If in a particularly difficult battle, Rine may remove the bandage about his head.
    RP sample: Rine dropped into a crouch as a set of dangerously sharp claws lashed out above him. Leaping back, the morph landed in a kneel, his scarlet eyes narrowing. Before him, a large Persian arched its back and hissed furiously. Baring its fangs, the feline leaped at Rine, its claws extended for another attack. The Sneasel morph swiftly dodged to the side before springing away.

    Masking the growl that threatened to enter his voice, Rine quietly said, "Calm down . . . "

    The Persian hissed and prepared to attack.

    Moving into a defensive stance, Rine quietly studied his opponent. I doubt I'll ever understand the volatile nature of Persian. Even when I agreed to leave "its" lake . . . His eyes glinted with a crimson light. It had its chance.

    Growling, Persian started toward Rine at a smooth run. Then, it sprang directly at the morph--its claws aimed toward his throat. Claw met claw as white claws flashed from Rine's hands. Its attack having been deflected, the Persian was slightly thrown back. However, as it twisted its lithe body and prepared to land with its usual cat-like grace, it suddenly found a Sneasel's claws slash across its forelegs as the dark morph shot past it. Though it landed with its paws beneath it, pain coursed through its front legs. Further infuriated, the Persian turned toward Rine to prepare another attack. However, even as it turned, sharp claws tore across its face. Not pausing to flinch, the Persian swiftly turned toward its opponent and once more leaped toward it.

    The Sneasel morph turned to one side to avoid the attack, extending one hand and catching the Persian by its neck. Pressing his claws deep into the neck's soft flesh, Rine's eyes shone with a dark battle light. Then, suddenly he cast the Persian onto the ground. As the feline struggled to stand, it was swiftly encased in ice.

    Shards of freezing mingled with the wintery air that swirled about Rine's clawed hand. Slowly the cold faded as the battle light drifted away from Rine's eyes. Licking blood from his once-white claws, the Sneasel morph stared mercilessly down at his frozen opponent.
     
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    Name: Kya
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Pokemon's DNA you have: Umbreon
    Personality: Dark and Mysterious, just like her pokemon form. She is also extremely hotheaded, meaning she can get angry pretty quickly. Just don't get on her bad side, and you'll be fine.
    Discription: A tall girl with long, black hair. She wears a black shirt, and jeans. Her eyes are green, and she has those oh-so-famous yellow band markings around her wrists.
    RP sample: An Umbreon rested under the shade of an oak. Her lean body was curled up, its sides slowly rising and falling in a rythmic pattern of sleep. An eye opens. Suprisingly, they are not the harsh red of a normal Umbreon's, but a gentle green. They seem to have a calming affect, and no one could tell why. Suddenly, the form writhers, and sitting there is a young woman, around the age of 16. She does nothing but stares blankly at her surroundings. Kya was a Pokemorph, her memory of her childhood erased from memory. She is a loner, but can be a loyal friend...if you can befriend her.
     
    I forgot to do mine:

    Name:Lisa
    Age: 13
    Gender: Female
    Pokemon's DNA you have: part Riachu, part human. Half and half
    Personality: Quick minded; never waits for an answer. Hot headed; Her tempere rises fast
    Discription: Has long black ears. Her hair is pure yellow. She has small yellow paws and a yellow/black tail. The rest of her is like a normal human (exept her skin is orange)


    Everyone is in. We can start tomorrow. Maybe more people will join *quickly begs other people*
     
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    hey, can i join? Not going to be on much, i'll try to jump in when possible.

    Name: Eric Chai (^^ luv doin that)
    Age: 17ish

    Gender: Male

    Pokemon's DNA you have: uhh is mew/mewtwo allowed? xP

    Personality: Ruthless, revengeful, bitter, a bit secretive

    Discription: pretty much covered it in "personality" but guess there's more. Tallish, always wears black/jeans/sweater. Is sometimes possessed by the mewtwo part of him. Then things break. Usually only fights when he sees someone else getting hurt. Does not know pain. (Hey, that sounds pretty macho, neh? xP he's gangsta) loner, hates crowds, but okay with just one or two people around. Usually fights using his mind, but is quite adapt at attacking physically, though he rarely does. USually he just punishes them until he feels that it's enough, then he sends them on their way. Worst enemy- boss of cipher, his former partner. Seems to have visions and is always quite troubled. can slightly communicate with pkmn. only uses two pkmn- Blaziken and Scizor, who quite happily follow him.

    History: ??? who knows, i'll probably reveal some of that later... used to be a Team Cipher admin, but quit once he saw the boss torturing a little girl. Before cipher? Street urchin.

    Other: ;)

    RPg sample: Eric slammed down the man harshly, bringing his own hand to the man's throat while torturing him with his psionic powers. "Beddie-bye time, loser," he said in a harsh voice as he crushed the man with his fist.
     
    Name: Jolta
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Pokemon's DNA you have: Jolteon

    Personality: Jolta is a cold-hearted person who cares for none other than herself. She was betrayed by one she loved, and has formed a barrier around herself. No one has been able to make friends with Jolta. She won't let them. Jolta will not hesitate to kill. Many of the other morphs are afraid of her rough, violent nature. They won't come near her. Of course, if one did befriend her, they might find she is just a person who is mad at the world, betrayed by all.

    Discription: https://www.pokemorph.com/gallery/jolta/JoltasTickingTimeBomb.jpg

    History: Jolta's parents were killed when she was young. She was taken in by an elder couple who raised her into a carefree, funloving person. But, eventually, time overcame them, and Jolta lived in a field, in the outskirts of her small town. She fell in love with a boy named Katsuo, but he joined Cipher, and become obsessed with power. Katsuo tricked Jolta into following him to Cipher's base, and she became a morph. Many times she's tried to escape from the camp, but they always caught her. The sword she has is stained with the blood of many. The scars over her body are the results of many beatings and escape attempts.

    Other: Jolta's real name is Nanashi. But, no one knows it, and she won't say it. The sword she has is the only possesion left behind from her parents, and she hides it from Cipher. There is a small Growlithe named Blaze that she has become friends with, and he too was an experiement of Cipher. Now Blaze can talk, and he talks a lot.

    RP sample: Pokegirl, you've seen me RP before... Do I really have to fill this out? If so, I will.
     
    Name: Yuki
    Age: 12
    Gender: Female
    Pokemon DNA: Flygon
    Personality: Cold and grouchy to people she doesn't know but kind and
    nice to her friends she prefers to spend most of her time alone.
    Description: [PokeCommunity.com] Runaways
    History: You'll find out later.
    Other: She is strongly traumitaised by her past and can't remember anything.
    RP sample: I looked at the night sky staring at the stars I wondered how I became a pokemorph then a horrible memory struck my head I felt cold and lonely I remembered a laboratory it was too much for me I fell into a restless sleep unsure of what will happen next.
     
    Sounds interesting, here's my application:

    Name: Berne
    Age: 15
    Gender: Male
    Pok?mon DNA: Pidgeot

    Description: Berne's above average height and haughty stature give him an intimidating appearance that is not eased by his nearly constantly emotionless expression. His most notable feature is perhaps the large pair of wings protounding from his back and his nearly waist length hair which bears an uncanny resemblance to a Pidgeot's mane (Or whatever you call it), his eyes are yellow with a faint tinge of light blue around the outer rim and his toenails are sharp and curved like talons.

    History: Berne's parents died only a few months after his birth in what was classified as a 'tragic boating accident' leaving Berne in the 'care' of his none-too-loving aunt and her husband. Under their cold, and often abusive, nurture Berne grew to be a submisive and timid child which, combined with his frail and sickly body, led to him becoming the school spitoon.

    Berne's life soon took a completely different direction when his aunt and uncle sold him to Bob for use in his Pokemorph project.

    The strong dose of Pidgeot DNA combined with Berne's submissive nature changed the you boy drastically: He became aggressive where he used to be scared, proud where he used to be modest, confident where he used to be shy, and callous where he used to be caring. In addition to the change in behaviour Berne also underwent a shocking physical transformation, gaining both the afformentioned features as well as formidable strength and reflexes.

    Despite the numerous beatings he has recieved for his insubordination Berne reamins both proud and stubborn causing no end to problems for those who would dare to call themselves his masters.

    Personality: Berne is haughty, cold, vindictive, stubborn, and proud. Due to the events in his past he is also very reluctant to trust others and will only cooperate with others if he either considers it beneficial enough for himself or if the person in question has earned his respect. He is, however, fiercely protective of those who he considers his friends. Berne is not completely consumed by his avian nature however, and will occassionally show the remnants of his human side in acts of mercy or charity. Usually he considers attachment (unless very carefully thought trough) a weakness however, and will not be afraid to voice his opinion.

    Other:While Berne may be proud and haughty he is not one to actively pick a fight. He also has certain taboos which he will not violate regardless of circumstances. His nature is also a bit of a borderline case, so to speak, and may change for one way or the other depending on the people he spends his time with.

    RP sample: Pain. Berne's eyes felt as if they were on fire, making contact with broad daylight for the first time in, how long was it? Days? Months? Years? He had lost track of time within the confines of the musty laboratory he had spent far too much of his life in. The electronic collar around his neck (For they would not let him outside without one after his latest escape attempt) burned against his unacustomed skin under the harsh glare of the sun but Berne paid no heed to it, his yearning for flight was too great (It was even great enough for him to refreain from maiming the spectacled bastard, who had kept 'testing' him with a definite expression of enjoyment on his face, when he got the chance).

    As he mused on these thoughts Berne was vaguely aware that the two gorillas who had been escorting him had released their grip of him and retreated to a relatively safe distance. With the first hint of a smile that he had worn since arriving to the camp Berne spread out his aching wings and soared up into the sky, soon visible as nothing more than the majestic silhouette of a bird of prey etched against the clear blue sky...
     
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    uhh... so if i'm in, then when are we actually starting? :D
     
    So is everyone in? and if everyone is when are we going to start?
     
    Come on Pokegirl909...we're getting a little impatient here...
     
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    WAIT FOR ME!!!! *yelling at the top of lungs*

    Name:Casey
    Age: 15
    Gender: Male
    Pokemon's DNA you have: Moltres
    Personality: Quiet, maybe a tad of a smart butt, and lazy.
    Discription: Looks just like Ash Ketchum.
    History: been a pokemon trainer for a long time, got fat over the years (jk), been traveling the pokemon world catching new pokemon and meeting new people for a long time.
    RP sample: Casey walked onto the deck of the boat that had just been mopped up by the boat's crew and saw barrells stacked in a pyramid type of order. He wonderded what it was filled with so of course he headed over to check it out. He poked a whole into it after realizing it was a retarded idea since it was spilling over the just washed floor and needed something to clean it up. He took one of the mops and figured out it wasn't helping because what he was mopping was spreading. A couple hours later you could see a beautiful view of the boat sailing across the ocean from an Island where Casey got tied to a palm tree...
     
    Me and my brother (alter ego) will be gone for about a week without any internet connection so you don't really have to wait for us making any posts before you continue.
     
    That is, if you continue. It's been awfully quiet around here... :paranoid:
     
    Waahhh! I wanna start! Where has everyone been?
     
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