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RocketMeowth
Holy catnip batman!
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- Everywhere I'm not - deep, huh?
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Yeah, I am trying to be more active and what not. Sorry for such a late response though. My spring break hasn't been much of one since I've been busy with work and college stuff.
The Aerodactyl can definatly be an infant. I was actually planing on that to make it seem more fair.
As for my RP example... I looked everywhere for an up to date one but I couldn't find any. I'm really sorry. Would you like me to just make one up for you?
=^^= Nya
KingKaos
Non-legendary Pokemon FTW!
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I have made my revision will you look at it. I would like to join this RPG.
Percy Thrillington
The Mad Hatter
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And you got one. Must've been a big day for you.
No, there isn't a limit to the moves you can have, and they can learn new moves by experience or TMs/HMs, the usual stuff.
Accepted. Realistic as in, if a Shinx goes against a Geodude, it's gonna lose.
You do that.
I've read some of your work, it's fine.
I would like the personality to be better.
KingKaos
Non-legendary Pokemon FTW!
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I edited my personality and I wanted to know what else I may need to edit.
Umbreongirl
As riddled as the tide
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I'm wondering when this Roleplay is going to get started. I'm about to finish my RP sample right now.
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Yeah, I was wondering if this was still active or not?~
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Seems interesting. If my own RPG picks back up I might not be as active as otherwise, but I'll see if I can manage (if I get accepted, that is).
Name: Ayla Rubison
Age: Thirteen
Gender: Female
Personality: Ayla is quite shy around others. She is anything but outgoing and tends to slink away into darker corners while in public. All her life she has been this way, but it really has nothing to do with her being so reserved as much as it relates to her vivid imagination. While most people are busy with their lives and their realities, she prefers to ponder upon things that really have little importance, such as where Pokemon came from, or what her parents were like. In actuality, she would simply rather remain in her own little world than worry about the problems that everyone else has.
Despite her attitude toward most people, Ayla forms distinctive bonds with Pokemon. Ever since she met her first Pokemon and lifelong friend, she has had a sort of means of communicating with them. Few Pokemon, wild or tame, would see her as athreat or bother, and even fewer would consider as much as resenting her, whether they knew her previously or not. Ayla just has this aura of gentle humbleness that Pokemon can sense more than people. She is simply not a person who anyone or anthing else could find a truly good reason to dislike.
Appearance: Though Ayla is thirteen, she looks much closer to nine or ten. She is very small, both in height and weight, and has not the slightest bit of distinct maturity to be visibly seen, other than perhaps her piercing green eyes.
She rarely wears anything too extravegant or "stylish". It's mainly gray and/or black, perhaps blue jeans, perhaps a T-shirt. The only noticable thing she will wear is a necklace that was apparently passed down from her parents. This necklace has a pure blood-red ruby hanging on it, but is otherwise just a plain, thin, silver chain.
Ayla's skin is rather pale, and her hair is a dark black shade, hanging at about shoulder-length.
History/Biography: Ayla never knew her parents, or anything about them. She grew up with her grandmother, never knowing or getting any answers about them. While the mystery of her parents brought forth several questions (were they alive?; who were they?; etc.), she decided that actually trying to figure out more about them was a hopeless cause, and henceforth resorted to imagining about them and believeing they were alive and simply unable to care for her. The only things her parents left her with were her ruby-necklace and a peculiarly-colored Meowth kitten, now her best friend and true companion.
Her grandmother began having Ayla do work for her ever since she was old enough to do it. Ayla did the shopping, laundry, cooking, and pretty much everything else. As young as five she went about town on errands and the like (despite that she and her grandmother happened to live in the rather poor, run-down side of Goldenrod City), and perhaps it was her innocent "aura" that kept her out of danger. She never complained or had a problem with her many chores, if they could be called that, because she'd never known life any other way. There was no school or education (things her grandmother could not afford); only supporting her caretaker.
Sometime when Ayla was about ten or eleven, she came home to find her grandmother dead of natural causes. While this should have meant that she be taken to an orphanage, as she had been told, she also knew of how children her age went on Pokemon journies, which sounded much more entertaining. So, what for some would have been a tragic family death was for Ayla an exciting new era of her life.
Her adventures in Jhoto had been rather uneventful. Badges were not as interestiong to her as the quest itself, and as long as she had her Pokemon and her freedom, she was fine. That does not mean she has a dislike for battling though, for the strategic sport is seen by her as a great way to excerscise her mind and her Pokemon.
The recent events have come to Ayla's ear from her seat in a Pokemon Center, the place she intends to stay for this night. She is considering traveling to Sinnoh, not to capture Shaymin, but to get the rare opportunity to see a Legendary Pokemon. Perhaps, if she can find a way to get there...
Pokèmon: Meowth
Nickname: Ginger
Gender: Female
History: Ginger was given to Ayla by her grandmother on her fourth birthday. Apparently she had been kept in a Pokeball since Ayla was born, and somehow aging doesn't happen much if at all in a Pokeball, so Ginger emerged as a young kitten. Ever since she has been Ayla's companion, trusting her and few others.
The only peculiar thing about Ginger is her fur color. Rather than the normal pale and featureless fur of most Meowths, she has a dazzling coat of mixed autumny auburn shades, ranging from blonde to a reddish russet color. Otherwise, as far as her abilities and anything else goes, she is completely normal. Her fur color was never explained, though it seems to have some connection with Ayla's parents.
Pokèmon: Murkrow
Nickname: Sky
Gender: Male
History: On an uneventful day, a young Murkrow went flying with his flock over Goldenrod, and landed on a telaphone line for a rest. Somehow, most likely due to the low quality of the area's telaphone cables, he ended up being electricuted, and he fell to the ground. Ayla found him and nursed the wounded bird back to health, naming him Sky. Even after Sky was fit enough to return to his flock, he chose to stay with Ayla, having found a strange liking for her and being grateful that she could have very well saved his life.
Note: As for the movesets, I'd rather not. It just feels more realistic to me that Pokemon would be able to use any move they've ever learned than to suffice with the rule of a video game.
RP Sample:
Ayla's joyful air had left her, and Ginger knew it as soon as they'd entered the house. It was obvious and apparent. Something was wrong. Why was Ayla's grandmother not moving? The question's answer was, quite simple, was hard to grasp fully.
Her friend took a few steps forward, and she kept as close as a shadow. Yes. Their fears had been confirmed by the stillness of the old woman's body. Not even a single breath was drawn. She was dead.
The first emotion was sorrow. While she had never shown as much as a single bit of appreciation or kindness, Ayla's grandmother was a caretaker, to a degree. They had become used to her presense and her existence, and the fact that that would no longer be with them was devestating.
The second emotion was worry. Without her, as Ayla knew, there was no house. Without a house, where would they sleep? Where would they live? There was also no more of the strangely consistent supply of money that had apparently come from her parents. There would be no more trips to the store to buy food.
And then came the thing everyone who loses a caretaker must consider: What now? It seemed almost wrong to be asking such a question, but what choice was there? None. Absolutely...
Name: Ayla Rubison
Age: Thirteen
Gender: Female
Personality: Ayla is quite shy around others. She is anything but outgoing and tends to slink away into darker corners while in public. All her life she has been this way, but it really has nothing to do with her being so reserved as much as it relates to her vivid imagination. While most people are busy with their lives and their realities, she prefers to ponder upon things that really have little importance, such as where Pokemon came from, or what her parents were like. In actuality, she would simply rather remain in her own little world than worry about the problems that everyone else has.
Despite her attitude toward most people, Ayla forms distinctive bonds with Pokemon. Ever since she met her first Pokemon and lifelong friend, she has had a sort of means of communicating with them. Few Pokemon, wild or tame, would see her as athreat or bother, and even fewer would consider as much as resenting her, whether they knew her previously or not. Ayla just has this aura of gentle humbleness that Pokemon can sense more than people. She is simply not a person who anyone or anthing else could find a truly good reason to dislike.
Appearance: Though Ayla is thirteen, she looks much closer to nine or ten. She is very small, both in height and weight, and has not the slightest bit of distinct maturity to be visibly seen, other than perhaps her piercing green eyes.
She rarely wears anything too extravegant or "stylish". It's mainly gray and/or black, perhaps blue jeans, perhaps a T-shirt. The only noticable thing she will wear is a necklace that was apparently passed down from her parents. This necklace has a pure blood-red ruby hanging on it, but is otherwise just a plain, thin, silver chain.
Ayla's skin is rather pale, and her hair is a dark black shade, hanging at about shoulder-length.
History/Biography: Ayla never knew her parents, or anything about them. She grew up with her grandmother, never knowing or getting any answers about them. While the mystery of her parents brought forth several questions (were they alive?; who were they?; etc.), she decided that actually trying to figure out more about them was a hopeless cause, and henceforth resorted to imagining about them and believeing they were alive and simply unable to care for her. The only things her parents left her with were her ruby-necklace and a peculiarly-colored Meowth kitten, now her best friend and true companion.
Her grandmother began having Ayla do work for her ever since she was old enough to do it. Ayla did the shopping, laundry, cooking, and pretty much everything else. As young as five she went about town on errands and the like (despite that she and her grandmother happened to live in the rather poor, run-down side of Goldenrod City), and perhaps it was her innocent "aura" that kept her out of danger. She never complained or had a problem with her many chores, if they could be called that, because she'd never known life any other way. There was no school or education (things her grandmother could not afford); only supporting her caretaker.
Sometime when Ayla was about ten or eleven, she came home to find her grandmother dead of natural causes. While this should have meant that she be taken to an orphanage, as she had been told, she also knew of how children her age went on Pokemon journies, which sounded much more entertaining. So, what for some would have been a tragic family death was for Ayla an exciting new era of her life.
Her adventures in Jhoto had been rather uneventful. Badges were not as interestiong to her as the quest itself, and as long as she had her Pokemon and her freedom, she was fine. That does not mean she has a dislike for battling though, for the strategic sport is seen by her as a great way to excerscise her mind and her Pokemon.
The recent events have come to Ayla's ear from her seat in a Pokemon Center, the place she intends to stay for this night. She is considering traveling to Sinnoh, not to capture Shaymin, but to get the rare opportunity to see a Legendary Pokemon. Perhaps, if she can find a way to get there...
Pokèmon: Meowth
Nickname: Ginger
Gender: Female
History: Ginger was given to Ayla by her grandmother on her fourth birthday. Apparently she had been kept in a Pokeball since Ayla was born, and somehow aging doesn't happen much if at all in a Pokeball, so Ginger emerged as a young kitten. Ever since she has been Ayla's companion, trusting her and few others.
The only peculiar thing about Ginger is her fur color. Rather than the normal pale and featureless fur of most Meowths, she has a dazzling coat of mixed autumny auburn shades, ranging from blonde to a reddish russet color. Otherwise, as far as her abilities and anything else goes, she is completely normal. Her fur color was never explained, though it seems to have some connection with Ayla's parents.
Pokèmon: Murkrow
Nickname: Sky
Gender: Male
History: On an uneventful day, a young Murkrow went flying with his flock over Goldenrod, and landed on a telaphone line for a rest. Somehow, most likely due to the low quality of the area's telaphone cables, he ended up being electricuted, and he fell to the ground. Ayla found him and nursed the wounded bird back to health, naming him Sky. Even after Sky was fit enough to return to his flock, he chose to stay with Ayla, having found a strange liking for her and being grateful that she could have very well saved his life.
Note: As for the movesets, I'd rather not. It just feels more realistic to me that Pokemon would be able to use any move they've ever learned than to suffice with the rule of a video game.
RP Sample:
Ayla's joyful air had left her, and Ginger knew it as soon as they'd entered the house. It was obvious and apparent. Something was wrong. Why was Ayla's grandmother not moving? The question's answer was, quite simple, was hard to grasp fully.
Her friend took a few steps forward, and she kept as close as a shadow. Yes. Their fears had been confirmed by the stillness of the old woman's body. Not even a single breath was drawn. She was dead.
The first emotion was sorrow. While she had never shown as much as a single bit of appreciation or kindness, Ayla's grandmother was a caretaker, to a degree. They had become used to her presense and her existence, and the fact that that would no longer be with them was devestating.
The second emotion was worry. Without her, as Ayla knew, there was no house. Without a house, where would they sleep? Where would they live? There was also no more of the strangely consistent supply of money that had apparently come from her parents. There would be no more trips to the store to buy food.
And then came the thing everyone who loses a caretaker must consider: What now? It seemed almost wrong to be asking such a question, but what choice was there? None. Absolutely...
Percy Thrillington
The Mad Hatter
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Well, I've taken my time getting back to this, my apologies. iLike2EatPiez, accepted. K9S8, I'll accept you because I feel like it.
Whatever follows within my sign-up, I didn't really put any effort into it as I just want to get this show on the road.
Name: Yosami Eclipse.
Age: Fourteen.
Gender: Male.
Personality: Yosami is a cocky, headstrong boy who is not scared of most things, or at least claims he isn't. Most would list him as an immature person, but he does have a caring side that he'll only let his best friends see. He is extremely competitive and despises people that cheat. He wants all the attention he can get all of the time and often exaggerates his stories to look cool.
History: Yosami was born in Goldenrod City to a middle-class family. He had a reasonable upbringing, and he managed to end up with good results in his exams at the end of it all. He never got into any fights, or, at least, that's what he has gotten to his mother and father to believe. He managed to accept the fact that his family didn't have that much money and that he wasn't always able to get the stuff he wanted, and he was never bitter about it. It was around Yosami's thirteenth birthday that his father was shot in a bank hold-up. Yosami had been told by his mother that his father was just an innocent civilian that went to the bank at the wrong day. Yosami accepted that, and it wasn't until five months later that he realised he was never told the whole story, and why he wasn't allowed to watch the television or listen to the radio anymore, so he decided to go to the one place for information he was able to go to, and went to the library. The boy later found out by searching the internet that his father had been behind the robbery on the bank, after going through the descriptions of the robbers and hearing that one of the fugitives had been shot in the leg. He couldn't accept this and didn't want to be part of his family anymore, so he ran away, wanting to go to Viridian City.
Appearance: Yosami has black hair, just reaching the top of his shoulders. He's tanned in colour, as there had always been a lot of sun in Goldernrod City. The boy resembles an Egyptian and stands at about 5'9". His bright blue eyes are like outcasts compared to his dark complexion, and that's normally what people notice about him.
For clothes, Yosami prefers polo shirts and jeans, usually white in colour.
OOSU: Ahaha. Out of sign-up. Anyways, I know that was a horrible description but I don't want to wear away the little patience you people have left.
Pokèmon: Growlithe.
Nickname: Rex.
Gender: Male.
History: Yosami had nearly reached Olivine City. It had been his birthday two days beforehand and he was now fourteen. As he was travelling along the routes from Ecruteak City to Olivine City, he noticed a red dog lying down on the ground. It seemed to be in great pain and distress, as it kept wincing and whining. Yosami cautiously walked over to the Pokèmon his Pokèdex would later confirm to be Growlithe. He had one Pokè ball on his belt, he had purchased it back in Goldenrod when he was leaving, and he decided to take a chance and lob it on the Pokèmon. It rolled twice before stopping and staying still. The boy was quite disappointed with the anti-climatic catch, but he had a Growlithe because of it, and, needless to say, the Pokèmon ended up in a Pokèmon Center.
RP Sample:
As Chimchar landed on the ground, Noah saw his blonde partner glancing in his direction. He didn't care what she thought about his choice, anything was better than watching his Pichu get beaten up by a Geodude. He grinned a tiny but when he saw Kat's Shinx licking his paw, obviously bored to death by Noah taking too long to choose his Pokèmon.
"Shinx!" The single word cut through the silence like a knife, snapping Shinx back into action. He stood, his back arched slightly. His hair had begun to stand on end, and he was emitting a soft growl, white teeth bared. Noah found the fact that Shinx was nearly intimidating amusing. The blue-haired boy noticed that Kat's eyes were just a tiny bit red and prayed that her attachment to Kozue wasn't going to effect the ball.
"Shinx, use a Thundershock attack!" Shinx's bristled fur began to spark, electricity coursing throughout his body. With a light roar, he sent a bolt towards the Kabutops. The shellfish Pokémon was prepared, however. Bringing a single sickled claw up to its face, Kabutops swatted the Thundershock away as if it had been a fly. That move has startled Noah, he had been thinking of the games he played when he was younger, but this wasn't about stats, this was about imagination and strategy. Anything could happen in a Pokèmon world that wasn't virtual. The ancient Pokémon charged Shinx, slashing it with one claw. The lion cub squeaked softly as he flew to the side, his small body skidding along the rock surface. He wasn't out for the count, though. Not just yet. Slowly, he pushed himself back up. He was definitely injured. Kabutops had no intention of letting up on the vicious assault. Once more, it rushed towards Kat's Pokémon. Shinx's attempt to dodge was in vain. As he leapt to the side, Kabutops switched attacking hands and connected with Shinx's body. Getting up took a bit more effort, his body now more damaged. The slash came again the second Shinx stood. This time, Shinx hit the wall, a small whimper escaping his lips. He didn't even try to get up. His small body shook, small tremors rippling across his skin.
"Shinx!" Kat screamed. Noah was too immersed in the action to realise that his Chimchar and Brock's Geodude were standing opposite each other, waiting for orders. The teenager wanted to see how well Kat managed to control her emotions under peer pressure. He willed her on silently. Her eyes were getting more red and he feared a mental breakdown, but in his short time with Kat, Noah had more or less realised that his partner was stronger than that. Sinx cried his name out, hoping to grab Kat's attention and bring her back down to earth. The blonde smiled at her Pokèmon and wiped her tears away. The lion cub responded by standing, weakly staring down Kabutops.
"Shinx, use everything you've got! Put all your energy into one supercharged Thundershock!" Once more, electricity coursed throughout his body. This time, though, the lights began to flicker. Shinx released his energy, a maneuver after which he collapsed to the floor. The lightning hit Kabutops straight in its chest, jolting every portion of its torso. It too, collapsed, light smoke trailing off of it. Instantly, Kat leapt off the podium, scooping Shinx up into her arms.
"Thank you...so much..." She smiled at her Pokémon, crying once more. "I'm so sorry...I'll never do anything like that again...I don't want to lose you..." As she buried her face in his fur, Shinx weakly licked her chin. "Y...you're right...I...I have to be strong..." At that, she wiped her tears away, petting the lion cub.
"Noah!" She shouted, looking up at him. "It's all up to you now!"
It's amazing how you can lose track of something so big because something even bigger was happening in front of your eyes, but that didn't help Noah feel any better when he realised that his Pokèmon was meant to be battling alongside Shinx, not in some turn-based fight. Noah knew Kat wrongly thought that Chimchar was part fighting, but he wasn't going to purposely make her lose faith in him. He'd keep up the act as long as he could, so long as Kat had support for him. It's the little things that help, after all. Noah began to feel heartless, there was Kat, nearly crying during her battle because of the loss of Kozue, and here was Noah, cracking jokes to himself.
"Chimchar!" The red monkey snapped his head in Noah's direction. What do I do now? Play it crazy like I did against Fenra? May as well, it worked for me that time. "Use Focus Punch!"
As Noah had issued his orders, Brock had done the same thing, unheard by the spectators and the opponent. The rock with eyes and two arms lunged at Noah's chimp. Ah, a tackle attack. Noah knew full well that Chimchar didn't know the move Focus Punch, so he decided to try instant improvisation as a technique. "Alright, Chimchar, dodge that attack!" By the time the syllables had left Noah's mouth in the correct order to form a sentence, Geodude had rammed himself into Chimchar and Noah's pocket monster was hurled against the ground where he skidded until he came to a halt a couple of metres away from Noah himself. Damn it. Noah cursed silently to himself. "Alright, Espa, we're still in this!" He shouted at his Pokèmon.
Think, think. What did all those Anime Style Battling competitions on various forums tell you? That impossible was nothing. Cut that out, this isn't some random Adidas ad. But it was true, impossible was nothing, Noah could still win with the type advantage and strength Geodude had over Espa, he just had to play the few things he could to turn the battle his way. So what did he have to figure out first? He asked himself as he saw his Chimchar stand up. Brock had oviously decided this battle would be a walk in the park and was having a casual pep talk with his fighter. Noah looked around the stadium and the realisation he came to was amazing.
Brock's gym was like a warehouse, and on the inside of every warehouse you have hangers running up the sides of the building and joining just under the roof. It was true that Chimchar wasn't a fighting Pokèmon, but a fighting move would still be a critical hit against the Geodude. "Okay, Espa!" The Chimchar was alert and waiting for his master to give him instructions. "Climb up that huge pole on the side of the gym!" There's no way this is going to work. This is crazy. Chimchar might fall and the battle will be over before it even began. It was obvious Brock and his Geodude had discussed a game plan because the Geodude came flying at the Chimchar with rocks in his hands.
This is going to be interesting. Geodude and his rock throwing commenced as Chimchar raced up the metal banister. "Dodge those rocks, Espa!" Noah screamed. The banister was a rectangle in shape, with one side buried deep into the wall, and the other three facing out. Noah's Pokèmon didn't need to be told that if he didn't want to fall to an early death, he's have to jump from side to side as well as climb up it. The third rock that Geodude sent flying at the red monkey collided with his hand and Espa shrieked in pain but didn't let go. "Keep going, Espa!" Noah shouted. How the Hell can a Geodude fly, anyways?
Espa's nails digged into the metal he was climbing and after five minutes or so of dodging rocks, he reached the top. Noah knew that this was a win-lose situation, either Chimchar would fall off the top to his early death or Geodude would end up face down in the ground. "Now hop onto the railing on the ceiling and walk to the very middle!" The determined blue-haired boy knew it was easier said than done but he had complete faith in his Chimchar. The monkey ran across the metal, obviously scared out of his wits as the Geodude continued throwing rocks at him.
"Now, Espa, jump on Brock's Pokèmon!" This is crazy, there's no way this is going to succeed. You've let Kat down, you've let the team down. Noah clenched his fists as he watched his Chimchar dangle from the railing, about seventy feet from the ground, before jumping onto the human rock. Surely the weight of the two Pokèmon combined is going to be too heavy for Geodude's levitation trick. Surely. It became quite apparent that Chimchar was too much of a load for Geodude and they began falling through the air, not as fast as normal, as Geodude was still trying to stay in the air and get Espa off him at the same time, but fast enough for Chimchar to be knocked out if he hit the ground.
As the two Pokèmon neared the rubble on the ground, about twenty feet up, Noah screamed, "Now, Espa, punch Geodude downwards and push off him as you do so." Noah knew nothing about physics, but he prayed his calculations were right this time. The monkey hit the rock between the eyes and jumped off him. Geodude his the ground first, dust filled the air around him and it was impossible to tell what was going on. Noah heard his partner cry his name, but he couldn't see what had happened seeing as the dust was in the way. It took a few seconds for the dust to clear away, but when it did, Noah didn't know what to think. Chimchar was standing upright, looking a bit tipsy, but other than that, fine. Brock's Geodude, on the other hand, was lying face down in rubble.
"And victory goes to the visitors!" An official shouted out from the sidelines.
"You did good, Espa, we'll get you to a Pokèmon Center right away." Noah returned his Pokèmon to his red and white sphere and turned to his blonde partner. "We did it."
Whatever follows within my sign-up, I didn't really put any effort into it as I just want to get this show on the road.
Name: Yosami Eclipse.
Age: Fourteen.
Gender: Male.
Personality: Yosami is a cocky, headstrong boy who is not scared of most things, or at least claims he isn't. Most would list him as an immature person, but he does have a caring side that he'll only let his best friends see. He is extremely competitive and despises people that cheat. He wants all the attention he can get all of the time and often exaggerates his stories to look cool.
History: Yosami was born in Goldenrod City to a middle-class family. He had a reasonable upbringing, and he managed to end up with good results in his exams at the end of it all. He never got into any fights, or, at least, that's what he has gotten to his mother and father to believe. He managed to accept the fact that his family didn't have that much money and that he wasn't always able to get the stuff he wanted, and he was never bitter about it. It was around Yosami's thirteenth birthday that his father was shot in a bank hold-up. Yosami had been told by his mother that his father was just an innocent civilian that went to the bank at the wrong day. Yosami accepted that, and it wasn't until five months later that he realised he was never told the whole story, and why he wasn't allowed to watch the television or listen to the radio anymore, so he decided to go to the one place for information he was able to go to, and went to the library. The boy later found out by searching the internet that his father had been behind the robbery on the bank, after going through the descriptions of the robbers and hearing that one of the fugitives had been shot in the leg. He couldn't accept this and didn't want to be part of his family anymore, so he ran away, wanting to go to Viridian City.
Appearance: Yosami has black hair, just reaching the top of his shoulders. He's tanned in colour, as there had always been a lot of sun in Goldernrod City. The boy resembles an Egyptian and stands at about 5'9". His bright blue eyes are like outcasts compared to his dark complexion, and that's normally what people notice about him.
For clothes, Yosami prefers polo shirts and jeans, usually white in colour.
OOSU: Ahaha. Out of sign-up. Anyways, I know that was a horrible description but I don't want to wear away the little patience you people have left.
Pokèmon: Growlithe.
Nickname: Rex.
Gender: Male.
History: Yosami had nearly reached Olivine City. It had been his birthday two days beforehand and he was now fourteen. As he was travelling along the routes from Ecruteak City to Olivine City, he noticed a red dog lying down on the ground. It seemed to be in great pain and distress, as it kept wincing and whining. Yosami cautiously walked over to the Pokèmon his Pokèdex would later confirm to be Growlithe. He had one Pokè ball on his belt, he had purchased it back in Goldenrod when he was leaving, and he decided to take a chance and lob it on the Pokèmon. It rolled twice before stopping and staying still. The boy was quite disappointed with the anti-climatic catch, but he had a Growlithe because of it, and, needless to say, the Pokèmon ended up in a Pokèmon Center.
RP Sample:
As Chimchar landed on the ground, Noah saw his blonde partner glancing in his direction. He didn't care what she thought about his choice, anything was better than watching his Pichu get beaten up by a Geodude. He grinned a tiny but when he saw Kat's Shinx licking his paw, obviously bored to death by Noah taking too long to choose his Pokèmon.
"Shinx!" The single word cut through the silence like a knife, snapping Shinx back into action. He stood, his back arched slightly. His hair had begun to stand on end, and he was emitting a soft growl, white teeth bared. Noah found the fact that Shinx was nearly intimidating amusing. The blue-haired boy noticed that Kat's eyes were just a tiny bit red and prayed that her attachment to Kozue wasn't going to effect the ball.
"Shinx, use a Thundershock attack!" Shinx's bristled fur began to spark, electricity coursing throughout his body. With a light roar, he sent a bolt towards the Kabutops. The shellfish Pokémon was prepared, however. Bringing a single sickled claw up to its face, Kabutops swatted the Thundershock away as if it had been a fly. That move has startled Noah, he had been thinking of the games he played when he was younger, but this wasn't about stats, this was about imagination and strategy. Anything could happen in a Pokèmon world that wasn't virtual. The ancient Pokémon charged Shinx, slashing it with one claw. The lion cub squeaked softly as he flew to the side, his small body skidding along the rock surface. He wasn't out for the count, though. Not just yet. Slowly, he pushed himself back up. He was definitely injured. Kabutops had no intention of letting up on the vicious assault. Once more, it rushed towards Kat's Pokémon. Shinx's attempt to dodge was in vain. As he leapt to the side, Kabutops switched attacking hands and connected with Shinx's body. Getting up took a bit more effort, his body now more damaged. The slash came again the second Shinx stood. This time, Shinx hit the wall, a small whimper escaping his lips. He didn't even try to get up. His small body shook, small tremors rippling across his skin.
"Shinx!" Kat screamed. Noah was too immersed in the action to realise that his Chimchar and Brock's Geodude were standing opposite each other, waiting for orders. The teenager wanted to see how well Kat managed to control her emotions under peer pressure. He willed her on silently. Her eyes were getting more red and he feared a mental breakdown, but in his short time with Kat, Noah had more or less realised that his partner was stronger than that. Sinx cried his name out, hoping to grab Kat's attention and bring her back down to earth. The blonde smiled at her Pokèmon and wiped her tears away. The lion cub responded by standing, weakly staring down Kabutops.
"Shinx, use everything you've got! Put all your energy into one supercharged Thundershock!" Once more, electricity coursed throughout his body. This time, though, the lights began to flicker. Shinx released his energy, a maneuver after which he collapsed to the floor. The lightning hit Kabutops straight in its chest, jolting every portion of its torso. It too, collapsed, light smoke trailing off of it. Instantly, Kat leapt off the podium, scooping Shinx up into her arms.
"Thank you...so much..." She smiled at her Pokémon, crying once more. "I'm so sorry...I'll never do anything like that again...I don't want to lose you..." As she buried her face in his fur, Shinx weakly licked her chin. "Y...you're right...I...I have to be strong..." At that, she wiped her tears away, petting the lion cub.
"Noah!" She shouted, looking up at him. "It's all up to you now!"
It's amazing how you can lose track of something so big because something even bigger was happening in front of your eyes, but that didn't help Noah feel any better when he realised that his Pokèmon was meant to be battling alongside Shinx, not in some turn-based fight. Noah knew Kat wrongly thought that Chimchar was part fighting, but he wasn't going to purposely make her lose faith in him. He'd keep up the act as long as he could, so long as Kat had support for him. It's the little things that help, after all. Noah began to feel heartless, there was Kat, nearly crying during her battle because of the loss of Kozue, and here was Noah, cracking jokes to himself.
"Chimchar!" The red monkey snapped his head in Noah's direction. What do I do now? Play it crazy like I did against Fenra? May as well, it worked for me that time. "Use Focus Punch!"
As Noah had issued his orders, Brock had done the same thing, unheard by the spectators and the opponent. The rock with eyes and two arms lunged at Noah's chimp. Ah, a tackle attack. Noah knew full well that Chimchar didn't know the move Focus Punch, so he decided to try instant improvisation as a technique. "Alright, Chimchar, dodge that attack!" By the time the syllables had left Noah's mouth in the correct order to form a sentence, Geodude had rammed himself into Chimchar and Noah's pocket monster was hurled against the ground where he skidded until he came to a halt a couple of metres away from Noah himself. Damn it. Noah cursed silently to himself. "Alright, Espa, we're still in this!" He shouted at his Pokèmon.
Think, think. What did all those Anime Style Battling competitions on various forums tell you? That impossible was nothing. Cut that out, this isn't some random Adidas ad. But it was true, impossible was nothing, Noah could still win with the type advantage and strength Geodude had over Espa, he just had to play the few things he could to turn the battle his way. So what did he have to figure out first? He asked himself as he saw his Chimchar stand up. Brock had oviously decided this battle would be a walk in the park and was having a casual pep talk with his fighter. Noah looked around the stadium and the realisation he came to was amazing.
Brock's gym was like a warehouse, and on the inside of every warehouse you have hangers running up the sides of the building and joining just under the roof. It was true that Chimchar wasn't a fighting Pokèmon, but a fighting move would still be a critical hit against the Geodude. "Okay, Espa!" The Chimchar was alert and waiting for his master to give him instructions. "Climb up that huge pole on the side of the gym!" There's no way this is going to work. This is crazy. Chimchar might fall and the battle will be over before it even began. It was obvious Brock and his Geodude had discussed a game plan because the Geodude came flying at the Chimchar with rocks in his hands.
This is going to be interesting. Geodude and his rock throwing commenced as Chimchar raced up the metal banister. "Dodge those rocks, Espa!" Noah screamed. The banister was a rectangle in shape, with one side buried deep into the wall, and the other three facing out. Noah's Pokèmon didn't need to be told that if he didn't want to fall to an early death, he's have to jump from side to side as well as climb up it. The third rock that Geodude sent flying at the red monkey collided with his hand and Espa shrieked in pain but didn't let go. "Keep going, Espa!" Noah shouted. How the Hell can a Geodude fly, anyways?
Espa's nails digged into the metal he was climbing and after five minutes or so of dodging rocks, he reached the top. Noah knew that this was a win-lose situation, either Chimchar would fall off the top to his early death or Geodude would end up face down in the ground. "Now hop onto the railing on the ceiling and walk to the very middle!" The determined blue-haired boy knew it was easier said than done but he had complete faith in his Chimchar. The monkey ran across the metal, obviously scared out of his wits as the Geodude continued throwing rocks at him.
"Now, Espa, jump on Brock's Pokèmon!" This is crazy, there's no way this is going to succeed. You've let Kat down, you've let the team down. Noah clenched his fists as he watched his Chimchar dangle from the railing, about seventy feet from the ground, before jumping onto the human rock. Surely the weight of the two Pokèmon combined is going to be too heavy for Geodude's levitation trick. Surely. It became quite apparent that Chimchar was too much of a load for Geodude and they began falling through the air, not as fast as normal, as Geodude was still trying to stay in the air and get Espa off him at the same time, but fast enough for Chimchar to be knocked out if he hit the ground.
As the two Pokèmon neared the rubble on the ground, about twenty feet up, Noah screamed, "Now, Espa, punch Geodude downwards and push off him as you do so." Noah knew nothing about physics, but he prayed his calculations were right this time. The monkey hit the rock between the eyes and jumped off him. Geodude his the ground first, dust filled the air around him and it was impossible to tell what was going on. Noah heard his partner cry his name, but he couldn't see what had happened seeing as the dust was in the way. It took a few seconds for the dust to clear away, but when it did, Noah didn't know what to think. Chimchar was standing upright, looking a bit tipsy, but other than that, fine. Brock's Geodude, on the other hand, was lying face down in rubble.
"And victory goes to the visitors!" An official shouted out from the sidelines.
"You did good, Espa, we'll get you to a Pokèmon Center right away." Noah returned his Pokèmon to his red and white sphere and turned to his blonde partner. "We did it."
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RocketMeowth
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OOC: I've been ordered to start this. So yeah. Here I go. lol
IC:
Location: Pokemon Center Lobby
"In later news, the chief of the Sinnoh Police Force had this to say:
"Shaymins current location is currently unknown. But that hasn't stopped these people from attempting to capture it. We here at the police force will do all that we can to find and protect this legendary before these people locate it."
"We here at Sinnoh News will keep you updated on the situation at hand. Let us just hope that we can get to Shaymin first. In other news..."
The news program left the Shaymin story, leaving Coin and me baffled as we sat alone on a green sofa. We couldn't even fathom the reasoning behind the actions these people were taking. Capture the legendary Shaymin?! Nonsense! It just couldn't be done! At least we thought that.
I turned my attention to Coin who had his arms folded as he shook his head back and forth. He was probably thinking that these people were a disgrace as well as pathetic morons who believed in the down right impossible. He glanced at me with his green eyes which were almost completely hidden by his black triangular sunglasses. It was then that I knew what he was thinking.
"You're crazy," I expressed, getting up to stretch. Coin just looked at me again without speaking a solitary word. His stabbing glare hitting me harder each time I risked eye contact with him. "I just don't think we should go on this wild Shaymin hunt! For god's sake it's a god damn legendary Pokemon! The odds of even finding a hint as to where it may be is remote! A one in one million chance!" I proclaimed with arms raised.
Coin just looked at me though. He knew what I was saying was 100% true, but that didn't stop him from striking me down harder and harder with his 'death glare'. He even added in a huff as his ear twitched and paws tapped.
"Fine!" I said while turning toward the muted T.V. "We'll help them! Happy?" I asked, looked back to him. He had this smug little smile on his face, as if saying 'I knew you'd come to my side. It was only a matter of time before you fell to my glare.'
Honestly, I wasn't sure at all what to do with him. Though a Meowth he may be, he was more persuasive then my old teacher back at Pokemon tech, Mr. Cambell. He could get a Caterpie to evolve before the required level just by telling it to over and over and over again!
"We'll leave tomorrow. For now lets just rest."
"Nya."
=^^= Nya
IC:
Location: Pokemon Center Lobby
"In later news, the chief of the Sinnoh Police Force had this to say:
"Shaymins current location is currently unknown. But that hasn't stopped these people from attempting to capture it. We here at the police force will do all that we can to find and protect this legendary before these people locate it."
"We here at Sinnoh News will keep you updated on the situation at hand. Let us just hope that we can get to Shaymin first. In other news..."
The news program left the Shaymin story, leaving Coin and me baffled as we sat alone on a green sofa. We couldn't even fathom the reasoning behind the actions these people were taking. Capture the legendary Shaymin?! Nonsense! It just couldn't be done! At least we thought that.
I turned my attention to Coin who had his arms folded as he shook his head back and forth. He was probably thinking that these people were a disgrace as well as pathetic morons who believed in the down right impossible. He glanced at me with his green eyes which were almost completely hidden by his black triangular sunglasses. It was then that I knew what he was thinking.
"You're crazy," I expressed, getting up to stretch. Coin just looked at me again without speaking a solitary word. His stabbing glare hitting me harder each time I risked eye contact with him. "I just don't think we should go on this wild Shaymin hunt! For god's sake it's a god damn legendary Pokemon! The odds of even finding a hint as to where it may be is remote! A one in one million chance!" I proclaimed with arms raised.
Coin just looked at me though. He knew what I was saying was 100% true, but that didn't stop him from striking me down harder and harder with his 'death glare'. He even added in a huff as his ear twitched and paws tapped.
"Fine!" I said while turning toward the muted T.V. "We'll help them! Happy?" I asked, looked back to him. He had this smug little smile on his face, as if saying 'I knew you'd come to my side. It was only a matter of time before you fell to my glare.'
Honestly, I wasn't sure at all what to do with him. Though a Meowth he may be, he was more persuasive then my old teacher back at Pokemon tech, Mr. Cambell. He could get a Caterpie to evolve before the required level just by telling it to over and over and over again!
"We'll leave tomorrow. For now lets just rest."
"Nya."
=^^= Nya
Umbreongirl
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<3
Sorry it took so long to post the RP sample. I thought the RP was pretty much dead, so I didn't bother posting. But it's up there now, so I just hope it's good enough. ^^'
Sorry it took so long to post the RP sample. I thought the RP was pretty much dead, so I didn't bother posting. But it's up there now, so I just hope it's good enough. ^^'
Percy Thrillington
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Umbreongirl, do I even need to tell you your accepted?
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The tension was high. Sweat dripped slightly from Alyssa's forehead. She really did not know what she was doing, but it was either steer the lost boat until something came up or get lost at sea.
The captain was off near the coast of Sinnoh. It had all been a set-up; he had wanted to capture Alyssa's Pokèmon and then leave her stranded somewhere near the shoreline. It seemed to be the perfect plan, only Alyssa was not so dumb enough to fall for it. Sure she may have fell for it for awhile, but knew what was happening way earlier than expected and managed to turn things in her favor. For starters:
There were only three crew members to lead her onto the boat.
Two left before they were off at sea leaving only the captain and Alyssa together.
The captain only weighed a light 125 pounds. Zig easily head-butted him overboard.
What really got to Alyssa was how they thought they could steal her Pokèmon. They really had absolutely no plan whatsoever, leaving what they had done to be pointless and left to lady luck. Alyssa figured they would have had some sort of plan of action set in motion; like as if helecoptors would come from nowhere and begin dropping bad guys left and right.
Yeah right.
No such luck. So what does she do? Well, that is why she has trusty Zig to help navigate the oceans. Afterall, she knew nothing about boating and only came on this boat for a considerable sum of 12,000 Pokèdollars to help catch something rare to Sinnoh shores. She kept going over this through her head and putting herself down for actually believing someone would think she could do something like that so early in her trip. Then again, there was already a rumor about her. It was only a matter of time before something like this, idiots thinking she was almighty and powerful, decided to try and rob her of her possesions.
Zig stood by her side atop a sort of dashboard fashioned table. The first thing he had noticed was there not being any land anywhere. It was obvious that this was a predicament, so the furious search for anything came soon after.
But nothing lay upon the horizon. It was an endless ocean filled with endless water Pokèmon, and as it seemed, they may be riding those sees for an endless amount of time.
"I can't see anything!" Alyssa shouted, clearly angered.
Strange. Zig would figure that Alyssa would be like most humans, and be more scared than proactive. But no, that was not the case. Alyssa was anything but a normal human in the way her mind worked. Her head was always clear of emotions and she thought and acted on only what was the obvious.
Zig turned out to the sea only wanting to agree, but then his sharp eyesight caught something off in the distance.
"I see land!" he cried aloud. He pointed with his paw in hopes to obtain his trainer's attention. It was not surprising that she was able to understand quickly at what he meant when he spoke aloud.
"I see nothing," she said sharply, but still put the boat in gear straight forward (or at least tried to). In any case, it worked, and the boat took a fast plummet ahead. "Alright!" she shouted maniacally, "Now we're getting something done!"
The land was in view and it seemed that the two would safely make it unharmed. But no, again it was not the case. Something had to happen right in front of the boat.
Two Gyarados had been in a brawl underneath the waters and had gone by completely undetected until they decided to take it to the surface. They happened to appear like puppets pulled high strung to the sky. All that goes up must come down though, and down they came on the boat. It was down and submerged underwater quicker that a single Pokèmon trainer's shouted command.
This would have been the end of her life's journey, never being able to finish any of it's accomplishments. But like his trainer, Zig was persistant to an extent, and was not going to allow this to be the end.
Water was everywhere. His trainer was not light in the least bit, but land was just up ahead. Zig would only have to tire for a little bit before he could rest, and even then, he had certainly been through worse problems on the wild rides he and Alyssa took.
Unfortunately determination did not overweigh pure logic, and though Zig would have rather made it to the shore first, he lost conscious out in the open sea while trying to drag his trainer.
It was all a trick of the mind though; he had never been pulling his trainer along because he was far too weak of a Pokèmon to do such a thing. What really got them both safely to the shoreline were the tides.
--
"...and that's how I ended up here in Slateport with my injured Pokèmon," Alyssa finished. All the while, Nurse joy had the most disbelieving expression ever in existance. Nevertheless, it was her job to heal Pokèmon, not ask questions.
As Alyssa made her way back to the waiting room, she smiled one of her rare smiles. So maybe she did overexaggerate by much, and maybe the captain that drove her to Slateport on accidental misconception was currently at the markets of this low slum city, and maybe the real reason Zig was currently injured was because of a loss with a water Pokèmon battle held between her and the captain, but hey, she liked to extend the truth a little.
The captain was off near the coast of Sinnoh. It had all been a set-up; he had wanted to capture Alyssa's Pokèmon and then leave her stranded somewhere near the shoreline. It seemed to be the perfect plan, only Alyssa was not so dumb enough to fall for it. Sure she may have fell for it for awhile, but knew what was happening way earlier than expected and managed to turn things in her favor. For starters:
There were only three crew members to lead her onto the boat.
Two left before they were off at sea leaving only the captain and Alyssa together.
The captain only weighed a light 125 pounds. Zig easily head-butted him overboard.
What really got to Alyssa was how they thought they could steal her Pokèmon. They really had absolutely no plan whatsoever, leaving what they had done to be pointless and left to lady luck. Alyssa figured they would have had some sort of plan of action set in motion; like as if helecoptors would come from nowhere and begin dropping bad guys left and right.
Yeah right.
No such luck. So what does she do? Well, that is why she has trusty Zig to help navigate the oceans. Afterall, she knew nothing about boating and only came on this boat for a considerable sum of 12,000 Pokèdollars to help catch something rare to Sinnoh shores. She kept going over this through her head and putting herself down for actually believing someone would think she could do something like that so early in her trip. Then again, there was already a rumor about her. It was only a matter of time before something like this, idiots thinking she was almighty and powerful, decided to try and rob her of her possesions.
Zig stood by her side atop a sort of dashboard fashioned table. The first thing he had noticed was there not being any land anywhere. It was obvious that this was a predicament, so the furious search for anything came soon after.
But nothing lay upon the horizon. It was an endless ocean filled with endless water Pokèmon, and as it seemed, they may be riding those sees for an endless amount of time.
"I can't see anything!" Alyssa shouted, clearly angered.
Strange. Zig would figure that Alyssa would be like most humans, and be more scared than proactive. But no, that was not the case. Alyssa was anything but a normal human in the way her mind worked. Her head was always clear of emotions and she thought and acted on only what was the obvious.
Zig turned out to the sea only wanting to agree, but then his sharp eyesight caught something off in the distance.
"I see land!" he cried aloud. He pointed with his paw in hopes to obtain his trainer's attention. It was not surprising that she was able to understand quickly at what he meant when he spoke aloud.
"I see nothing," she said sharply, but still put the boat in gear straight forward (or at least tried to). In any case, it worked, and the boat took a fast plummet ahead. "Alright!" she shouted maniacally, "Now we're getting something done!"
The land was in view and it seemed that the two would safely make it unharmed. But no, again it was not the case. Something had to happen right in front of the boat.
Two Gyarados had been in a brawl underneath the waters and had gone by completely undetected until they decided to take it to the surface. They happened to appear like puppets pulled high strung to the sky. All that goes up must come down though, and down they came on the boat. It was down and submerged underwater quicker that a single Pokèmon trainer's shouted command.
This would have been the end of her life's journey, never being able to finish any of it's accomplishments. But like his trainer, Zig was persistant to an extent, and was not going to allow this to be the end.
Water was everywhere. His trainer was not light in the least bit, but land was just up ahead. Zig would only have to tire for a little bit before he could rest, and even then, he had certainly been through worse problems on the wild rides he and Alyssa took.
Unfortunately determination did not overweigh pure logic, and though Zig would have rather made it to the shore first, he lost conscious out in the open sea while trying to drag his trainer.
It was all a trick of the mind though; he had never been pulling his trainer along because he was far too weak of a Pokèmon to do such a thing. What really got them both safely to the shoreline were the tides.
--
"...and that's how I ended up here in Slateport with my injured Pokèmon," Alyssa finished. All the while, Nurse joy had the most disbelieving expression ever in existance. Nevertheless, it was her job to heal Pokèmon, not ask questions.
As Alyssa made her way back to the waiting room, she smiled one of her rare smiles. So maybe she did overexaggerate by much, and maybe the captain that drove her to Slateport on accidental misconception was currently at the markets of this low slum city, and maybe the real reason Zig was currently injured was because of a loss with a water Pokèmon battle held between her and the captain, but hey, she liked to extend the truth a little.
Umbreongirl
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As Madelyn groped blindly around in the muck for Sparks, who had been flung out of her arms when she tripped over the root, her ears attuned to footsteps sloshing down the muddy Forest path Dahlia had disappeared down. Immediately tensing up, Maddie realized that they weren't Pokemon footsteps, they were Human footsteps. Almost every person in Kanto knew the famous face of the President's daughter, so she instantly panicked, fretting that whoever they were, they would see her and turn her in.
Perfect. She thought bitterly. Only starting my first day on the mission, and already someone's busted me. It's not like I can just fight them off, either. With a fainted Pichu, a sprained ankle, and a runaway Eevee, i'll have to resort to bluffing.
Sighing, and pulling herself up, Maddie turned her face upward, squinting her eyes in the rain at the silhouette who stood silently before her. Surprised that the figure wasn't attempting to come any closer to her and try and figure out who she was, Maddie then tried to determine if the figure was Male or Female.
Definitely Male. She decided, noting the person's strong, but lean body, toned with muscle specifically on his arms and legs. He was thin, but not scrawny, just an average-looking guy.
At least I think it's a guy. Maddie was starting to second-guess herself. Either that, or it's one really built chic.
As Maddie pondered over this, the figure finally stepped closer to her, just enough for her to get a good look at him, and when she did, her heart stopped beating in her chest and all breath escaped her body. She felt like she was going to pass out from the shock, but then realized she shouldn't be too surprised, since Pallet was his hometown after all.
"Long time, no see, Maddie" Gary Oak's face broke out in a broad grin, his kind Chocolate eyes staring thoughtfully down at her, as if he could hardly believe seeing her there himself. Upon seeing her old Childhood friend, Maddie immediately cheered up, her face lighting up as a tiny smile stretched across her lips at the same time.
"Gary.." She whispered hoarsely, unable to stop smiling as she just barely managed to croak out his name. Inside, she was wild with excitement at the sight of him, since the last time they had spoken had been about two years ago, when he was fourteen, and she was only twelve. She had been so busy with campaigns and speeches and public appearances, she hadn't realized how sorely her heart had ached for her old friend until now.
"Need some help?" He asked, not really sure of what else to say to her. It was obvious she needed help, by looks of her twisted ankle and the fainted Pichu spraweled out in front of her. At this simple question, Maddie felt a great load lift from her shoulders, as her eyes slowly began to overflow with tears, and soon they came flowing down her pale, delicate face. She hoped desperately that he didn't notice, since the raining hadn't yet ceased, and at first, he pretended not to, but on the inside, his heart was breaking at seeing her trapped in so much obvious pain. She had been sharing in her grief only with Sparks and Dahlia, and the combination of her mother's death alongside the excruciating, stressful beginning of her journey had been too much for her to handle, but Maddie had always been good at bottling her emotions. As she thought once again of her mother's face, Maddie broke down, loud sobs erupting from her thin chest as she cupped her tiny hands around her face, crying openly before Gary, not even seeming to notice his existence as she lamented over the unfairness of it all.
Mom.. Maddie though bleakly, the pain in her heart slicing open like a fresh wound. Her heart ached for her poor mother, whose Funeral she wouldn't be able to attend.
As Maddie began to sob uncontrollably, Gary rushed over to her, the awkwardness instantly forgotten as tears filled his own eyes, and on instinct, he wrapped his arms around her delicate form, holding her against him, pressing her face against his chest as he simply bowed his head, allowing her to cry in it. He had loved April Maywah too, though his love for her didn't even come close to comparing to Maddie's, obviously. He had loved her as a person, and respected all the causes she fought for. He knew that she would've wanted her only offspring to be happy, regardless of what happened to her, so Gary did exactly what he knew April would've done in a situation like this one. He held Maddie, and rubbed her back, whispering soothingly to her as she only continued to cry.
It's been so long. He thought, and immediately, he was overcome withe remorse, and regret. He regretted not being there for her for the last two years, on missing out on a part of her life he would never have the chance to experience again. They had been best friends, and he had left her six years ago.
I promise, i'll make up for all of that now. He thought, determined, as he only held her tighter.
Finally, she looked up at him, her pale eyes staring bleakly into his own, and he just hugged her even tighter, his head bending down to rest on the top of hers.
"It's been so long" She whispered, the words on her lips repeating what had just went through Gary's mind. Surprised, he felt a blush creeping to his cheeks, as briefly, he wondered if she could read his mind. She was finally beginning to regain composure, and searching his face, her hair plastered back against her forehead, she looked so weak, so vulnerable right now. Gary helped her to her feet, and draped the blanket had had brought for her around her thin shoulders. At that moment, Dahlia came loping up to the spot, having fallen behind due to his extreme fatigue, looking relieved to have made it back to his trainer's side. Gary's Umbreon followed watchfully behind him.
"Vee!" Dahlia squealed happily, ecstatic to see Maddie and her old friend back together again. A smile burst across his furry brown face, and he leapt into Maddie's arms, rapidly beginning to lick her all over her face.A grin breaking out across her face, Maddie couldn't help but smile at the little Pokemon who was so obviously delighted to just be in her arms again. She ran a pale hand across his back for a moment, and then knelt to the ground to run the other one over the Umbreon's sleek, black fur. The Umbreon's eyes closed, and raising his elegant black tail, he rubbed his body up against Maddie's bare legs.
"Last time I saw you, you were just a little Eevee." She laughed. "You and Dahlia used to get into so much trouble together. Especially when you acted like each other right before I was about to go home, and you made me think that you were Dahlia, and Dahlia was you. Then I would bring you home with me, and when I finally realized you weren't Dahlia, it was too late. I would have to go all the way back to Pallet to get Dahlia, and that was how you tricked us into letting you spend more time together."
Maddie grinned, her hand still running fondly down the Umbreon's narrow back.
"You can't do that to us anymore, now can you?" She smiled, wiping at her nose, which had begun to run, her eyes straying to finally focus on Sparks, who was laying motionless in the mud. She wanted to kick herself for forgetting about the poor little Pichu. Immediately, Maddie snatched her up, holding her under her other arm as instantly, she began scanning the area around them.
"We have to get Sparks to a Pokemon Center! " She told Gary urgently, her body tense with worry as he nodded quickly in agreement.
"Of course." He agreed. "That comes first. Umbreon, lead the way!"
"Bre!" The Umbreon nodded fiercely in comprehension, arching his back and leaping forward in one graceful, fluent movement. Maddie and Gary followed closely behind.
OOC: Finally, my post is finished! Not sure if this RP is still active or not, but since we've already started, I think we should continue it. <3
Perfect. She thought bitterly. Only starting my first day on the mission, and already someone's busted me. It's not like I can just fight them off, either. With a fainted Pichu, a sprained ankle, and a runaway Eevee, i'll have to resort to bluffing.
Sighing, and pulling herself up, Maddie turned her face upward, squinting her eyes in the rain at the silhouette who stood silently before her. Surprised that the figure wasn't attempting to come any closer to her and try and figure out who she was, Maddie then tried to determine if the figure was Male or Female.
Definitely Male. She decided, noting the person's strong, but lean body, toned with muscle specifically on his arms and legs. He was thin, but not scrawny, just an average-looking guy.
At least I think it's a guy. Maddie was starting to second-guess herself. Either that, or it's one really built chic.
As Maddie pondered over this, the figure finally stepped closer to her, just enough for her to get a good look at him, and when she did, her heart stopped beating in her chest and all breath escaped her body. She felt like she was going to pass out from the shock, but then realized she shouldn't be too surprised, since Pallet was his hometown after all.
"Long time, no see, Maddie" Gary Oak's face broke out in a broad grin, his kind Chocolate eyes staring thoughtfully down at her, as if he could hardly believe seeing her there himself. Upon seeing her old Childhood friend, Maddie immediately cheered up, her face lighting up as a tiny smile stretched across her lips at the same time.
"Gary.." She whispered hoarsely, unable to stop smiling as she just barely managed to croak out his name. Inside, she was wild with excitement at the sight of him, since the last time they had spoken had been about two years ago, when he was fourteen, and she was only twelve. She had been so busy with campaigns and speeches and public appearances, she hadn't realized how sorely her heart had ached for her old friend until now.
"Need some help?" He asked, not really sure of what else to say to her. It was obvious she needed help, by looks of her twisted ankle and the fainted Pichu spraweled out in front of her. At this simple question, Maddie felt a great load lift from her shoulders, as her eyes slowly began to overflow with tears, and soon they came flowing down her pale, delicate face. She hoped desperately that he didn't notice, since the raining hadn't yet ceased, and at first, he pretended not to, but on the inside, his heart was breaking at seeing her trapped in so much obvious pain. She had been sharing in her grief only with Sparks and Dahlia, and the combination of her mother's death alongside the excruciating, stressful beginning of her journey had been too much for her to handle, but Maddie had always been good at bottling her emotions. As she thought once again of her mother's face, Maddie broke down, loud sobs erupting from her thin chest as she cupped her tiny hands around her face, crying openly before Gary, not even seeming to notice his existence as she lamented over the unfairness of it all.
Mom.. Maddie though bleakly, the pain in her heart slicing open like a fresh wound. Her heart ached for her poor mother, whose Funeral she wouldn't be able to attend.
As Maddie began to sob uncontrollably, Gary rushed over to her, the awkwardness instantly forgotten as tears filled his own eyes, and on instinct, he wrapped his arms around her delicate form, holding her against him, pressing her face against his chest as he simply bowed his head, allowing her to cry in it. He had loved April Maywah too, though his love for her didn't even come close to comparing to Maddie's, obviously. He had loved her as a person, and respected all the causes she fought for. He knew that she would've wanted her only offspring to be happy, regardless of what happened to her, so Gary did exactly what he knew April would've done in a situation like this one. He held Maddie, and rubbed her back, whispering soothingly to her as she only continued to cry.
It's been so long. He thought, and immediately, he was overcome withe remorse, and regret. He regretted not being there for her for the last two years, on missing out on a part of her life he would never have the chance to experience again. They had been best friends, and he had left her six years ago.
I promise, i'll make up for all of that now. He thought, determined, as he only held her tighter.
Finally, she looked up at him, her pale eyes staring bleakly into his own, and he just hugged her even tighter, his head bending down to rest on the top of hers.
"It's been so long" She whispered, the words on her lips repeating what had just went through Gary's mind. Surprised, he felt a blush creeping to his cheeks, as briefly, he wondered if she could read his mind. She was finally beginning to regain composure, and searching his face, her hair plastered back against her forehead, she looked so weak, so vulnerable right now. Gary helped her to her feet, and draped the blanket had had brought for her around her thin shoulders. At that moment, Dahlia came loping up to the spot, having fallen behind due to his extreme fatigue, looking relieved to have made it back to his trainer's side. Gary's Umbreon followed watchfully behind him.
"Vee!" Dahlia squealed happily, ecstatic to see Maddie and her old friend back together again. A smile burst across his furry brown face, and he leapt into Maddie's arms, rapidly beginning to lick her all over her face.A grin breaking out across her face, Maddie couldn't help but smile at the little Pokemon who was so obviously delighted to just be in her arms again. She ran a pale hand across his back for a moment, and then knelt to the ground to run the other one over the Umbreon's sleek, black fur. The Umbreon's eyes closed, and raising his elegant black tail, he rubbed his body up against Maddie's bare legs.
"Last time I saw you, you were just a little Eevee." She laughed. "You and Dahlia used to get into so much trouble together. Especially when you acted like each other right before I was about to go home, and you made me think that you were Dahlia, and Dahlia was you. Then I would bring you home with me, and when I finally realized you weren't Dahlia, it was too late. I would have to go all the way back to Pallet to get Dahlia, and that was how you tricked us into letting you spend more time together."
Maddie grinned, her hand still running fondly down the Umbreon's narrow back.
"You can't do that to us anymore, now can you?" She smiled, wiping at her nose, which had begun to run, her eyes straying to finally focus on Sparks, who was laying motionless in the mud. She wanted to kick herself for forgetting about the poor little Pichu. Immediately, Maddie snatched her up, holding her under her other arm as instantly, she began scanning the area around them.
"We have to get Sparks to a Pokemon Center! " She told Gary urgently, her body tense with worry as he nodded quickly in agreement.
"Of course." He agreed. "That comes first. Umbreon, lead the way!"
"Bre!" The Umbreon nodded fiercely in comprehension, arching his back and leaping forward in one graceful, fluent movement. Maddie and Gary followed closely behind.
OOC: Finally, my post is finished! Not sure if this RP is still active or not, but since we've already started, I think we should continue it. <3
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OOC~ I hope I'm doing this right. This is the second time I have RPed and the first was with a friend. If there are any problems, please tell.~
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Rose darted through the rain, the large droplets being carried roughly by the wind and soaking her from head to toe. Muffin, her Plusle, clung to her shoulder, being battered by the strong gale; she had tried to coax her into his pokeball, but her determined companion refused. Now, reluctantly letting Muffin stay put, she ran as quickly as she could to the nearest Poke Center.
A sigh of relief emanated from her parted lips as the dim lights of the Center came into view. She quickened her pace, practically jumping through the doors as they parted. The warmth held in the confines of the Poke Center immediately hit her, beginning to work its magic on her frozen body.
Water dripped from her, making puddles on the tiled floor as she walked tiredly to one of the booths outlining the windows. Muffin jumped from her shoulder, vigorously shaking her fur over the tabletop, afterwards attending to herself with a groom.
Slipping her backpack from her shoulders, Rose rummaged through its contents, finally pulling out a container of Pokepellets and a plastic dish. Muffin perked her ears at the sound of the dish hitting the table, squealing as her owner poured the brown pellets into it. Delighted, the Plusle ravenously dug in.
Rose leaned back into the cushioned back of the booth, thankful when a Chansey happily tottered over with some towels and Nurse Joy with a mug of hot cocoa and a cup of Pokecider for Muffin.
Wrapping a towel around her shoulders, she sipped at the cocoa, not fretting when the liquid burnt her tongue. Instead she procured two pokeballs from her bag and trotted over to the front counter and handed them to Nurse Joy for a quick heal. After the damaged was mended she ordered a meal from the Centers cafe and until it was ready she closed her eyes and relaxed.
She had recently traveled to Sootopolis City in Hoenn to challenge the gym leader, Wallace, to a battle. Sadly, she was beaten in a flash. She had underestimated the the gym leader and knew she had a good deal of training before she would have enough guts to another challenge; she frowned as she watched memories of the wretched battle replay themselves in her wary mind.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted, her eyes fluttering open as she rolled her head to the side. Peering up at the television fastened to a concrete pillar in the middle of the Center, a news anchor was talking animatedly. Usually she wasn't interested in the news, but one word caught her attention.
"Shaymin..."
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Rose darted through the rain, the large droplets being carried roughly by the wind and soaking her from head to toe. Muffin, her Plusle, clung to her shoulder, being battered by the strong gale; she had tried to coax her into his pokeball, but her determined companion refused. Now, reluctantly letting Muffin stay put, she ran as quickly as she could to the nearest Poke Center.
A sigh of relief emanated from her parted lips as the dim lights of the Center came into view. She quickened her pace, practically jumping through the doors as they parted. The warmth held in the confines of the Poke Center immediately hit her, beginning to work its magic on her frozen body.
Water dripped from her, making puddles on the tiled floor as she walked tiredly to one of the booths outlining the windows. Muffin jumped from her shoulder, vigorously shaking her fur over the tabletop, afterwards attending to herself with a groom.
Slipping her backpack from her shoulders, Rose rummaged through its contents, finally pulling out a container of Pokepellets and a plastic dish. Muffin perked her ears at the sound of the dish hitting the table, squealing as her owner poured the brown pellets into it. Delighted, the Plusle ravenously dug in.
Rose leaned back into the cushioned back of the booth, thankful when a Chansey happily tottered over with some towels and Nurse Joy with a mug of hot cocoa and a cup of Pokecider for Muffin.
Wrapping a towel around her shoulders, she sipped at the cocoa, not fretting when the liquid burnt her tongue. Instead she procured two pokeballs from her bag and trotted over to the front counter and handed them to Nurse Joy for a quick heal. After the damaged was mended she ordered a meal from the Centers cafe and until it was ready she closed her eyes and relaxed.
She had recently traveled to Sootopolis City in Hoenn to challenge the gym leader, Wallace, to a battle. Sadly, she was beaten in a flash. She had underestimated the the gym leader and knew she had a good deal of training before she would have enough guts to another challenge; she frowned as she watched memories of the wretched battle replay themselves in her wary mind.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted, her eyes fluttering open as she rolled her head to the side. Peering up at the television fastened to a concrete pillar in the middle of the Center, a news anchor was talking animatedly. Usually she wasn't interested in the news, but one word caught her attention.
"Shaymin..."
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OOC: Ah! The RPG lives! I started thinking it was dead! Well, I'll get to posting.
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The Olivine Pokemon Center was dark by now. Ayla still sat up on the small bed that served her for just this one night, unable to bring herself into a peaceful sleep, unlike Ginger, who purred in perfect comfort by her side. The tiny cat Pokemon was curled into a tight ball, fast asleep and probably dreaming of forests, mice, balls of yarn, or other things of the sort. Oh, how pleasant it would be to live like a Meowth, with such a mindset that comfort and relaxation came before all else? But of course, Ayla had been entranced by the night's news report, and now all she could think about was Shaymin.
Shaymin... A legendary Pokemon. An embodiment of nature, so rare that only one could be found on the planet. While Ayla was usually a very calm person, this excited her. To see such a being... To have an actual encounter with it, even for merely a second or two... The thought was too much to simply push aside. While she was no greedy enough to try and capture such a magnificent Pokemon, she was more than eager to try to see it. Besides, what better did she have to do?
Good thing Olivine is a port town, she thought with rising hopes, If we could catch a ship to Sinnoh, there might be a chance...
Then again, could Ayla really afford a trip to another region? Since she rarely battled, she hardly ever had enough money to feed herself and her Pokemon. But that didn't mean she couldn't find a way onto whatever ship she found though...
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OOC: I hope this is enough. I'm kind of in a rush to get finished with the computer here...
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The Olivine Pokemon Center was dark by now. Ayla still sat up on the small bed that served her for just this one night, unable to bring herself into a peaceful sleep, unlike Ginger, who purred in perfect comfort by her side. The tiny cat Pokemon was curled into a tight ball, fast asleep and probably dreaming of forests, mice, balls of yarn, or other things of the sort. Oh, how pleasant it would be to live like a Meowth, with such a mindset that comfort and relaxation came before all else? But of course, Ayla had been entranced by the night's news report, and now all she could think about was Shaymin.
Shaymin... A legendary Pokemon. An embodiment of nature, so rare that only one could be found on the planet. While Ayla was usually a very calm person, this excited her. To see such a being... To have an actual encounter with it, even for merely a second or two... The thought was too much to simply push aside. While she was no greedy enough to try and capture such a magnificent Pokemon, she was more than eager to try to see it. Besides, what better did she have to do?
Good thing Olivine is a port town, she thought with rising hopes, If we could catch a ship to Sinnoh, there might be a chance...
Then again, could Ayla really afford a trip to another region? Since she rarely battled, she hardly ever had enough money to feed herself and her Pokemon. But that didn't mean she couldn't find a way onto whatever ship she found though...
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OOC: I hope this is enough. I'm kind of in a rush to get finished with the computer here...
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Non-legendary Pokemon FTW!
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"Alright , now use bubblebeam together with wing attack." Tyson shouted as Piplup followed his orders without problem. The bubbles filled the air and then Piplup jumped and as her wings turned white she began to smash the bubbles. The bubbles popped and started to make little sprinkles around Piplup. "Pip" said the Piplup now shining from the sprinkles hitting her in just the right light. Tyson praised her and then turned to Cacnea. Cacnea was ready to perform his moves, but soon Tyson changed ideas. "I think it would be better if you were my battle stage pokemon." Cacnea fell to the ground in depression, because he wanted to show off, then he got back on his feet and agreed. As Tyson continued their training a trainer smashed into him. Instead of apologizing the trainer continued in a rush and pushed Tyson out of the way. Soon more trainers stampeded over him. Tyson finally got up and got some answers. The young girl he stopped explained that trainers had gone to Sinnoh in hopes of catching a legendary pokemon. The girl rushed off and Tyson continued to look confused. He didn't really think that legendary pokemon belonged in contest. So he informed his team that they wouldn't be going on that stupid chase. As Tyson said that another stampede of trainers ran over him and soon they were dragging him to the boat to Sinnoh. Piplup and Cacnea looked at their trainer and followed him even though he wasn't awake.
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OoC: K9S8, your posts need improving, like, now.
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Yosami glanced at his Rolex. It was roughly twenty to seven, which meant that he should've been home about forty minutes beforehand. Not that he cared. It wasn't like his guardian was going to care about a curfew that he made to pretend there was some sort of discipline within the household. Yosami liked George Cantwell, who was practically his entire family since he ran away from Goldenrod and managed to reach Viridian. At first Yosami had no clue as to how he was going to acquire food or shelter and it soon became apparent to the young boy that living on the streets was nowhere near the same as it is on television, which the young boy found out was very misleading in real life situations. Lucky for the Egyptian child, he happened to be sleeping one night in a Pokèmon Center that Mister Cantwell had to have his Pokèmon healed in. Yosami can still recall the man asking him if he was a trainer competing for a Gym Badge in Viridian Gym and the boy replying that he wasn't lucky enough to be privileged with that sort of lifestyle. Yosami was never sure, but he assumed that the nurse behind the counter explained to Cantwell that he had been sleeping in the Pokèmon Center for the past few days and was probably homeless. The man made an impulsive decision to give the boy a home that night.
Yosami sighed and nodded his head towards his Growlithe. The red dog had been sitting obediently on the ground knowing a bone while he waited for his trainer to figure out what he was going to do. The boy was about to call his Pokèmon and get him to return to his Pokè Ball when a sudden news report drew his attention away from the canine. Yosami disliked the Pokèmon Center's television, it was too small and old fashioned, but it was better than his guardian's house, which didn't have one, as he claimed it rotted brains of both the young and the old.
"Hello, this is Katherine Bynes reporting live from Sinnoh, where the Legendary Pokèmon, Shaymin, has supposedly been found." Yosami preferred to watch Sky News over any other news channel, but he supposed that CNN was going to have to do. "If this is true, it opens up a whole new range of possibilities in regards to humans and their belief in Legendary Pokèmon. Apparently, someone was walking through a meadow and tripped over what she originally thought was a piece of rock or a Geodude. It wasn't until she got back up to her feet did she see the Pokèmon resembling a hedgehog. When she realised that it might be an undiscovered Pokèmon, or, better yet, Shaymin, she tried to catch it. The Shaymin used Solar Beam and the land was destroyed. The person, now identified as Peggy Smith, whipped out her mobile phone and called a friend of hers, who then alerted the nearest police station. At first they thought it was someone ridiculing them but they decided to believe the caller after they recognised the distress in his voice." Katherine stopped and pointed at a piece of land which resembled a crater that is normally made by a meteor. "When the police arrived on the scene, Miss Smith was knocked out and at the bottom of the crater, which must have been made by Shaymin's Solar Beam attack. They proceeded to call up the elite four and various Pokèmon professors, to ask how the situation should be treated and whether or not they should attempt capturing the Legendary Pokèmon." The reporter stopped, smiled at the camera and said, "That's all from me, expect CNN to return to this soon, for now though, back to the studio."
The camera blanked out. Yosami sat in silence as the words sunk into him. He couldn't answer a question that had been nagging him all the time during the news report; how come there was no video footage of Shaymin?
The next two stories were also interesting; The President of Kanto, April Maywah, had been shot dead and one of the most famous Pokèmon professors on the planet, Professor Elm, had been reported missing. Yosami had always been a great fan of conspiracy theories and was pretty certain that the three stories were connected in some way. His eyes darted from the television screen to his Growlithe and then he closed his eyelids over them. "I've managed to travel from Goldenrod City to Viridian City without that much trouble. I doubt travelling to Sinnoh would be that hard either." He thought for a few minutes. "Surely all of the stories are connected, surely the murders and the disappearances are because of the group that can supposedly capture any legendary it wants, which adds up to Shaymin. Why am I the only one that can see this?" He stopped and shook his head. "Or am I just deluded?"
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Yosami glanced at his Rolex. It was roughly twenty to seven, which meant that he should've been home about forty minutes beforehand. Not that he cared. It wasn't like his guardian was going to care about a curfew that he made to pretend there was some sort of discipline within the household. Yosami liked George Cantwell, who was practically his entire family since he ran away from Goldenrod and managed to reach Viridian. At first Yosami had no clue as to how he was going to acquire food or shelter and it soon became apparent to the young boy that living on the streets was nowhere near the same as it is on television, which the young boy found out was very misleading in real life situations. Lucky for the Egyptian child, he happened to be sleeping one night in a Pokèmon Center that Mister Cantwell had to have his Pokèmon healed in. Yosami can still recall the man asking him if he was a trainer competing for a Gym Badge in Viridian Gym and the boy replying that he wasn't lucky enough to be privileged with that sort of lifestyle. Yosami was never sure, but he assumed that the nurse behind the counter explained to Cantwell that he had been sleeping in the Pokèmon Center for the past few days and was probably homeless. The man made an impulsive decision to give the boy a home that night.
Yosami sighed and nodded his head towards his Growlithe. The red dog had been sitting obediently on the ground knowing a bone while he waited for his trainer to figure out what he was going to do. The boy was about to call his Pokèmon and get him to return to his Pokè Ball when a sudden news report drew his attention away from the canine. Yosami disliked the Pokèmon Center's television, it was too small and old fashioned, but it was better than his guardian's house, which didn't have one, as he claimed it rotted brains of both the young and the old.
"Hello, this is Katherine Bynes reporting live from Sinnoh, where the Legendary Pokèmon, Shaymin, has supposedly been found." Yosami preferred to watch Sky News over any other news channel, but he supposed that CNN was going to have to do. "If this is true, it opens up a whole new range of possibilities in regards to humans and their belief in Legendary Pokèmon. Apparently, someone was walking through a meadow and tripped over what she originally thought was a piece of rock or a Geodude. It wasn't until she got back up to her feet did she see the Pokèmon resembling a hedgehog. When she realised that it might be an undiscovered Pokèmon, or, better yet, Shaymin, she tried to catch it. The Shaymin used Solar Beam and the land was destroyed. The person, now identified as Peggy Smith, whipped out her mobile phone and called a friend of hers, who then alerted the nearest police station. At first they thought it was someone ridiculing them but they decided to believe the caller after they recognised the distress in his voice." Katherine stopped and pointed at a piece of land which resembled a crater that is normally made by a meteor. "When the police arrived on the scene, Miss Smith was knocked out and at the bottom of the crater, which must have been made by Shaymin's Solar Beam attack. They proceeded to call up the elite four and various Pokèmon professors, to ask how the situation should be treated and whether or not they should attempt capturing the Legendary Pokèmon." The reporter stopped, smiled at the camera and said, "That's all from me, expect CNN to return to this soon, for now though, back to the studio."
The camera blanked out. Yosami sat in silence as the words sunk into him. He couldn't answer a question that had been nagging him all the time during the news report; how come there was no video footage of Shaymin?
The next two stories were also interesting; The President of Kanto, April Maywah, had been shot dead and one of the most famous Pokèmon professors on the planet, Professor Elm, had been reported missing. Yosami had always been a great fan of conspiracy theories and was pretty certain that the three stories were connected in some way. His eyes darted from the television screen to his Growlithe and then he closed his eyelids over them. "I've managed to travel from Goldenrod City to Viridian City without that much trouble. I doubt travelling to Sinnoh would be that hard either." He thought for a few minutes. "Surely all of the stories are connected, surely the murders and the disappearances are because of the group that can supposedly capture any legendary it wants, which adds up to Shaymin. Why am I the only one that can see this?" He stopped and shook his head. "Or am I just deluded?"
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