The Fatal Flaw OOC: (PG 16)

[Neiko Star]

Name: Melanie Mercyme

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Personality: There is only one word to describe Mel: eccentric. She is probably the most unique person you will ever meet. She loves all that is unique and rare, and prizes originality above all else. Nobody is able to understand her way of thinking, and she somehow always manages to overturn people's expectations. The moment you think she is going to do one thing, she does the other. She is completely unpredictable. Her tastes seem to change every day, and even her parents have trouble with her erratic behavior.
However, that is also her good side. She always moves at her own pace, never concerned with what others think of her. Nothing seems to perturb her, nothing can chain her down. She is like the wind, constantly changing direction but always unrestrained and free-spirited.

Appearance: Her taste in clothes greatly reflect her personality. Her medium-length, dirty blonde hair is streaked with pink and tied with streamers. A seven centimeter-long silver hourglass hangs from her left ear. She leaves her denim jacket (with one sleeve going all the way to her wrist and another only up to her elbow) unzipped so one can clearly see the white shirt splattered with splotches of red, blue, green, yellow, orange, and purple that she wears underneath. Her pants are black jeans, and they bear three large claw marks. A golden key ring holding four keys, each larger than the next, dangles from her right wrist while a simple string displaying a single, blood-red bead is strung around her left one. She wears black ballet slippers and has a huge, oversized black belt with the letters MM written in gothic gold letters on it looped crookedly around her waist. Her right sock is white decorated with yellow chicks while her left one is yellow with white sheep. She loves music, so she if often seen wearing her pink earphones.

History: Considering Mel's personality, she had a pretty normal childhood. She lived in Celadon City all her life, and partially attended a public school there. I say partially because she skipped classes on a regular basis and only came half the time, and even when she did come, nothing good ever happened. She was well-known for her eccentricity, since she often came to school with apples hanging from her belt or paper clips in her hair. Her teachers despaired and eventually gave up on her wearing proper clothes to school. And though she was repeatedly kept for detentions and punished, they could never find any reason to expel her, since she wasn't technically breaking any major school rules and she was somehow always able to keep her grades up. Her parents worried constantly about their daughter. Even they weren't able to keep up with her way of thinking. She was completely and totally unpredictable, nobody knowing what she would do next. The school staff and her neighbours cringed at the thought of her; the majority of the student body treated her like a bomb that would go off at any moment. And yet Mel never cared. When her exams came up, she breezed through them as well. Nobody ever knew when she found the time to study or how she even knew what to study. She also nailed Pokemon training. Many people were surprised at this, thinking that her odd personality would repel Pokemon. Nevertheless, she never entered any league, since she disliked the stereotypical starters. However, since this world-wide tournament offered many new Pokemon and was unlike anything ever seen before, Mel of course accepted the invitation. That was three days ago, and she has been packing her clothes and accessories ever since.

Fatal Flaw: As mentioned before, Mel just does her own thing, without caring about what others think. However, this is not only a good thing. Because she is so independant, she prefers to work alone and is rather incompetent at team work and cooperation.

Starter Pokemon: Ralts


RP Sample:

Spoiler:

I hardly think this is a good idea, Ali said, licking his paw.

"Be quiet," Alicia snapped. She was crouched under a thick rose bush. The sharp thorns dug into her skin and tore at her clothes, but she paid them no attention. She had heard the sound of hooves. The sound became louder and louder until it was deafening. Then, all of a sudden, a huge Rapidash came thundering into the clearing, carrying somebody--or something--on its back. Alicia heard the soft sound of cloth brushing against leather and knew instantly that she had been right to come here.

You don't know that for sure, Ali said. It might be one of ours.

As if, Alicia answered, using telepathy so as to not be heard. Trust me, I know all the Rapidash in the stables. And that bronco is not one of ours.


It can't be a bronco if it's trained, Ali reminded her. That makes no sense.

Whatever, Alicia muttered.

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"Haven't you found her yet?" Rile asked, irritated.

"My apologies sir, but we are still unable to locate Alicia Griffin," the officer said nervously. He was obviously uncomfortable; he didn't want to be the one to break the news, especially to this particular person. But it had been an order from the lieutenant, so it couldn't be helped. "We have searched the entire base, including the underground tunnels, as well as the surrounding fields, forests, and--"

"Have you tried the river?" Rile interrupted.

The officer looked at him blankly. "Sir?"

"The river banks. Alicia goes there whenever she feels like being alone. Have you tried searching there yet?"

"W-Well, no," the man said awkwardly. "We didn't think--"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Rile snapped. "Hurry up and go!"

"Yes, sir!" the officer squeaked and stumbled away.

Rile sighed. The lower ranks were so incompetent. He sat down at his desk and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. His Flareon poked her head out and offered him a handkerchief. "Thanks, Yuli," he said. Yuli purred as he gently stroked her head. "This is going to be tough.

 

[Legendarian Mistress]

Name: Josephine Harris

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Appearance: After showering herself, Josephine proceeded to dry off her thin frame of medium height and build. She then rubbed the moisture out of her red hair, allowing the wet strands to fall to her shoulders, and then dried and brushed it until it was in a suitable enough position for her to wrap a hair tie around it, creating a pony-tail look.

She went over to her closet and removed two hangers, one of which held a bright red sleeveless top, with the other holding a sky-blue miniskirt. The teen dressed herself, before slipping her feet into a pair of brown boots, and casually placed her black sunglasses over her hazel eyes. In the past, she had received criticism from her peers as they wondered why she had come to classes with her sunglasses on, but she ignored them, as it was just a strange mannerism of hers to do that.

Personality: Josephine is not a no-nonsense person; though kind and caring, she can be impatient and hyper, too. Due to events that have happened in her life, she is also a bitter cynic, and her sarcastic side shows.

Despite all of that, Josephine has the attribute of leadership. Her caring side reveals itself at that moment, and she is more of a leader than a follower. When she puts forward an idea, it is agreed upon after some consideration from others.

In her spare time, Josephine focuses on writing a book. To her, writing is the only thing worth living for. Not the romance genre, of course… She has many opinions about the horror and thriller genres, some of which one would not want to know about. No, Josephine's appreciation stems from the science fiction and fantasy genres, and will not stop until she finishes. Adding to the problem is Josephine's considerable writing skill; her ability to actually pull others into her expressive writing attracts humans and Pokémon alike.

Background: Josephine was born in Pallet Town. She first came into contact with writing during an encounter with her older sister in their garden, who wrote so beautifully that a couple of the local male trainers were entranced after she'd told them.

Josephine's sister, Tara, died in a car crash when Josephine was nine. With her father, Charles, a paraplegic and bound to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, it was up to Fiona, her mother, to rake in the money. Her older brother had defected from the life of a trainer, so Fiona and Charles disowned him. Her younger, nearly ten-year-old sister, Natalie, and herself were the only Harris children left.

Josephine began her journey at the age of fifteen, five years after she was supposed to.

Character's Fatal Flaw: Josephine can be very impatient, which leads to other people – who don't know her as well as her friends do – becoming annoyed with her quickly. However, her hyperness negates this impatience at times.

Starter Pokémon: Gible

RP sample:

Spoiler:

"Ayana Talano, daughter of the renowned Mauville City Gym Leader Wattson, pulled off a come from behind victory against Hoenn League Champion Wallace just two days ago. The new Champion..."

Ayana quickly lost interest in the news report on the television in the Pokémon Centre. She would have switched channels, but other people were watching it. People could become Champion everyday if they wanted to, Ayana thought to herself. More to the point, why should it matter if I pulled off a "come from behind victory" against Wallace? I believe it's more about trusting in the inner-strength of one's Pokémon that allows beautiful triumphs like that to occur.

Ayana was an average looking eleven-year-old girl, relaxing in the Pokémon Centre in Mauville City. She had only recently arrived back in Mauville, after defeating Wallace and being crowned the new Hoenn League Champion. Admittedly, she was older than Red had been when he beat his rival and became the regional Kanto Champion, but that was in the past. Red and Gary were adults now, with Gary having quit his leadership of the Viridian City Gym only two years ago.

Although she appeared ordinary, with pale forest green hair, azure-coloured eyes and an athletic-looking build, she was rather intelligent. Her Pokédex had downloaded information on all known species of Pokémon, including entries on creatures that lived in previously unknown regions. She was wearing a vest over a shirt, pair of jeans and a pair of running shoes. Ayana had a belt strapped around her waist that had hooks for six Poké Balls, her custom Pokédex on the opposite side, and a brown backpack for holding her items.

Ayana wasn't in the Pokémon Centre to get her Pokémon healed, mainly because she had already done that. She was taking a short break in Mauville, before continuing onto Littleroot Town to pick up her mentoree, a ten-year-old girl from Pallet Town in Kanto called Natalie Harris. The new Hoenn Champion intended to fly to Littleroot on her Flygon. Miss Talano determined that her flight should take about fifteen minutes.

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Neiko Star: You are accepted!

Legendarian Mistress: You are accepted!

As soon as the other two people turn in there SU's we can begin :).

 

[pikakip]

Hello Sacred + Beo, I was just wondering if I can take either the pikachu or the marill if Rainbowmunchies or Arynn don't put up their SUs in time. May I? I look forward to hearing your response.

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Pikakip: Yes I would be fine with that, I shall notify you if one of them do not have there SU's up by ten tonight.

 

[RainbowMunchies]

Hope the history isn't too short. I can expand it if you'd like. I just wanted to have this up in time for you. :3

Name:
Chavive Prismine

Age:
14

Gender:
Female

Appearance:
Clothes: Chavive wears simple clothing, opting for fashionable jeans to adorable dresses. Her bottom half is worn jeans with a large hole in one knee, washed out throughout, with flower patches along the back pockets. Her top is a blue halter top, hooking around her neck, and bunching around her waste, with a light blue ribbon threaded through the back and forming a bow in the middle of her back. Her hair is held back with a light blue ribbon, matching the one threaded in her top. Her shoes are light blue fabric wedge sandals, and her toenails and fingernails are always painted the same light blue with sparkles. From her ears hang two silver hearts, and around her neck is a silver chain, from which hangs a silver pokeball and a silver heart.
Body:
Chavive is thin and tall—some would say lanky. Her breasts are somewhat small, but her legs are very long, and her eyes are large—the left a dull silver whilst the other shines a gorgeous gold. Her eyebrows are long and thin, and always well kept, making it easy to tell her emotions from her eyes. Chavive's hair is curly, light brown, and falls down to her butt. It's always held back with a light blue satin ribbon. Her skin isn't pale, but it isn't extremely pale either. Her arms are muscular from training with her pokemon, and her neck is long and thin.

Personality:
Chavive is shy in an almost crippling way. She hates talking to anyone except for her pokemon—an adorable male Pikachu named Saige. She loves the color blue, and singing to herself, but only when she thinks no one is around. When Chavive is put in a situation with other people, she will clam up entirely, and it is often up to Saige to coax her into taking down the metal barricade. There is no one or thing she loves more than Saige, and she would do absolutely anything for him. Her parents have often forced her into situations where she would be safe, and not have to interact with others too much, because of the problems with her eyesight. While she adores her parents, she feels it is time for their misintended tyranny over her to end. Chavive isn't overly upset about not having use of her left eye—it's not like she's ever had anything to compare it against. Instead, she simply forgets about it, reminded of it only by her parent's obsession over her, and other people's typical inadvertent glances towards it during her limited conversations.

Background:
Chavive was born with a blind left eye, something that led her parents to force her into a severely sheltered life. In order to avoid Chavive becoming too lonely without interaction, they got her Saige. Chavive was overjoyed, and immediately they became best friends—joined at the hip.

Growing up in Viridian gave her plenty of things to do, both in the forests, and in the buildings and towns throughout. Oftentimes she and Saige could be seen tottering around the town, or in the forests—under the supervision of her parents of course. No matter where she went, Chavive was almost always watched. She never made an effort to make friends after a certain point, because it was just too difficult for her to talk to others. She had no social skills whatsoever.

Saige, who had grown up in a tribe of Pikachu before being captured and sold to Chavive's parents, was nowhere near as nervous around others as Chavive, though he was rather tense around humans in general in the beginning. He became Chavive's anchor if and when she ever needed to converse with others, and would pull her out of any emotional spirals she would and did slip into.
As Chavive got older, she began to realize what her fear of others was doing to her. She longed to become someone who could make friends and easily converse with others. The first step, she realized, would be getting out from under the watchful gazes of her parents. She was stressing out about how to go about this when the letter arrived. After talking it over with Saige dozens of times, Chavive approached her parents and demanded they let her go. They said no, so she attempted to sneak out that night—only to be caught by them.

Her parents realized that they weren't going to be able to stop her, so the next day they bought her some communications devices, some pokeballs, and as much potion as the store could legally sell them. They demanded she call them at least once a day, and chartered her a direct transport by car to Saffron. Chavive boarded the plane with a deep sigh, Saige on her shoulder—they were finally going to see the world and make some friends!

Characters Fatal Flaw:
Chavive is blind in her right eye, which is why it is silver.

Starter Pokemon from list below:
Saige the Pikachu

RPSample:

Spoiler:

Gwen was happy her roommate, Clara, had an 8 am class. Every morning she woke up and had the entire room all to herself. Her own classes didn't start til 10:30 at the earliest, so Gwen would usually roll out of the bottom bunk around 9. Today was no exception, and with a groan she tumbled out of the bed, scratching her head and yawning as she placed her feet unsteadily on the carpet.

She stumbled over to her desk, flipping the laptop screen up and allowing it to come to life while she went to brush her teeth and use the facilities down the hall. It wasn't til she'd come back, cranked up her ITunes, and started getting dressed that she noticed the box sitting where her hairbrush usually lay atop her dresser.

"Ugh, it looks like Henry left more of his crap lying around here."

Henry was Clara's boyfriend who liked to come over and stay late into the night, and he was constantly leaving his stuff lying around their already cramped room. Gwen had been growing annoyed with him lately—another one of a million things in her life that was becoming repetitive and unbearable. She sighed, picking the box up to see what it could possibly be.

With a shock, Gwen realized the box had her name on it. It was a package, unopened, with her name across the top, and she had to stop and think for a moment if she'd picked anything up from the package room the night before. She couldn't remember having done so, and anyway, she usually opened packages for herself the moment she got her hands on them.

Outside her door, Gwen heard footsteps in the hallway, and she set the box down on her bed quickly. She didn't want to be sitting around half naked when her roommate showed back up from breakfast. Gwen hopped across the room to grab her brush, ran it through her hair, stuck some hair clips in and slipped on a sundress and some flip flops. Then she ran over to her desk, propping up the mirror and beginning to apply makeup. She considered straightening her hair, but it still looked straight-ish from the day before, so she flipped through her email for a sec before grabbing her backpack and checking that everything needed was inside.

With a few moments to spare, she sat down on her bed to open the package. She'd been thinking whilst getting dressed, and the only good explanation she could come up with was that Clara had found out Gwen had a package, and had brought it back to the room for her.

It was a lame excuse, but it was good enough for Gwen to justify tearing into the box—it did have her name on it after all. With the usual giddiness associated with opening a surprise, she ran the scissors through the tape and pulled back the flaps. She pulled out the note, glancing at the clock to make sure she was still okay on time, then started to read out loud in a quiet mumble.

"Is your life bland? Do you yearn for adventure? Do you wish that you could have powers beyond belief? All you need is our new device, the G.T.P.! It will give you an amazing adventure that will be guaranteed to astound you. This is completely free, with no strings attached! All you have to do is follow the included instruction sheet, and your adventure will begin!"

"Device?" she mumbled to herself, scratching her leg and shifting on the bed. "Like a gameboy or something?"

She considered the idea that maybe her grandmother had sent her a gameboy or playstation for her dorm. The letter certainly sounded like a game ad. She scanned the letter again, looking for directions, or maybe a note about who'd purchased the item, but all it said was "G" at the bottom. Weird, but it seemed typical for some lame game console. Kinda like Halo, or Call of Duty packaging. Nerds got really into this kind of stuff. She glanced inside the box, hoping to find a super kick-butt machine of some sort, but all that she found was a small box—kinda really small, like maybe it had jewelry inside.

She reached in, noticing with a sigh that her fingernail polish was a bit chipped, and pulled out the smaller box. It was really light. She wasn't adverse to getting jewelry, but it didn't really explain the note. Oh well.

Gwen leaned back onto her stuffed animals, setting the box on her tummy. She was running out of time before classes started, so she didn't bother with the formalities of package opening. She simply slipped her finger under the tape and ripped it back, opening the flap in one sweeping motion. She barely glanced inside at the empty insides before falling unconscious.

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Before she even opened her eyes, Gwen could tell she was on a boat. They were rocking, back and forth in that awful fashion that boats do, and there was also the smell. It was the kind of scent you only got when you were near the ocean. The only reason she even knew was from the rare trips her grandmother had taken she and Jessie on—they'd stood staring at the ocean for hours, soaking in the scent of the salty water.

But when Gwen opened her eyes, it was still dark, save for the few chunks of light streaming into the room through cracks. She shifted, and felt straw beneath her. She brought her hand up to push the stuff away from her face, and came to a horrifying realization—her fingers were gone.

Well, not gone, but maybe tied together? She sat up quickly, bringing her other hand up to feel for fingers, and realized they were bound on this hand as well. She rubbed the two stumps together, desperate to free her fingers, but couldn't feel anything on her hands that could be binding them—no rubber bands or string or anything. In fact, this was perhaps the slickest she'd ever felt her hands. It was like they'd been coated in oil of some sort.

Her breathing quickened, and she brought her "stumps" up to feel her face. Another horror—her mouth was gone! All she could feel was the bone of her nose, jutting out from her face at a scary angle. She began to cry involuntarily, moving her hands around to survey the rest of her body. Her shoulders were all but gone, her hair was no more, her clothes were gone, her feet were nothing but hardened bone, and her entire body was covered in the same slickness as her hands. Around her, the room swayed unevenly, merging together through tears and confusion.

"H-h-" she started, then considered the possibility that she'd more likely than not been kidnapped. Better to stay quiet. Gwen stood shakily, adjusting to the rocking movement of the ship, and was surprised to find that nothing hurt, despite having been supposedly stripped of clothes and skin. She stepped forward once, then twice, and found she'd reached a wall. A crack let through a stream of light, and she stood as tall as she could, pressing her eyes against the spot.

But she couldn't make out anything, and she couldn't stop crying. All at once a flash of light lit up her vision, causing her to stumble backwards with a cry. She sat still, sobbing silently, and heard the thunder that generally associated lightening. She stayed still, finding no reason to move, and instead strained her body, looking and listening to hear anything that could help her in any way. Above her sniffles, she heard a voice.

"Se-d word -the-- Veilstone!--- Shipment--ost-"

What?! she thought to herself. Oh God, where are they taking me? What are they going to do to me? At least Jessie wasn't there. At least I was at college-- at least they only took me.

Gwen gulped and tried to stand again, but as she was pushing herself up, everything lurched. She flew into the darkness, felt herself collided with a solid obstacle, and the world went dark once again.

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Rainbow Munchies: You are accepted! The only things I need to say are for the sake of the RP, is it cool if I expand your characters Fatal Flaw to include the being shy along with the blind eye? If not I can make it work just wondering.

Secondly originally I did not want anyone to have there pokemon before arriving in Saffron, but your SU and Fatal Flaw seems to include receiving Saige at a young age so i'll let it slide.

Now on to other matters just one more SU and we can start!

 

[RainbowMunchies]

Yes, of course you can expand it. :3 It is a flaw after all, i suppose. I just figure you only wanted one major thing, but since the eye isn't a huge hindrance to her, it'd prolly be easier if you added being shy to it anyway.

Oh, and sorry about having Saige already. >> I rushed a bit cuz I've been busy all day. I tried to go on this morning, but the server was too busy, and last night (as you know) it was acting glitchy. I should've read through better, but i didn't want to miss my window. orz

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Thanks! And no worries I understand and it's no biggie, the journey for the badges will be the same for everyone but the overall storyline will be different from person to person depending on there Fatal Flaws as well as other attributes yet to be determined XD.

 

[Legendarian Mistress]

I'll more than likely have my first post up by Monday, Beo. Hope that's okay.

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Yeah that's fine with me, I just want to try to have a new chapter up at least once a week hopefully more then that if we get moving at a fast pace.

 

[Monochrome]

Well hello children, I'm an old friend of S†B's and between us we've decided I should be co-owner of this here RP, so allow me to introduce myself to all of yall, feel free to come to me whenever our gracious RP owner isn't available and I will gladly assist you in any problem you may be having at the moment. Heck I might even join the RP if I find enough free time.

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Thanks for letting everyone know Monochrome! Incase not everyone saw the first chapter is up as well!

 

[Kung Fu Ferret]

Sign Up:
Trainer
Name: ( Crown Prince) Eric Gorgonops
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: Eric is a natural strawberry blond, with some freckles here and there, blue eyes, paleish skin, and a build that happens to be around average. He usually wears the royal colors of his former kingdom: Black, Gold, and Red.. This would be a a red T-shirt, a gold pair of sneakers, and black, baggy pants. If you were to see him naked, you'd noticed numerous scars scattered across his body. His most notable scar is actually two scars, one above his left eye, the other below it. He weights 151 pounds, and his height is 5 feet 5 inches.

Personality: His recent past has changed a lot of his personality. He has a somewhat short temper, often lacks a decent amount of patience, but he is usually a pretty nice, loyal, caring guy. He also has to keep a low profile, to avoid his enemies who want him dead. The ladies always fall for him, probably because he is of royal blood. Also, he is very careful, and is typically calm and collected, but it's easy to get him going. He also is very intelligent for his young age, and knows a lot of information. Apparently, he also has a great sense of humor.

Background: Eric was the heir to the throne of a once powerful kingdom, in an isolated region. Which region it was is a secret, because he is somewhat paranoid that there are spies from the dictatorship that killed his family who are out to get him, and would stop at nothing until Eric is dead. Eric was somehow rescued from an explosion in his palace, and he believes Arceus saved his life by sending a beautiful young lady to lead him out of the palace before he would burn to death, and helped him get out of the region in a very clever disguise. His scars were all from the explosion from a bomb that revolutionaries put in his palace. Now that he is far away from his homeland, he must make new friends, and start over. His Gible is currently his only friend, whom he saved from freezing in a storm, days before his entire kingdom was brought down.

Characters Fatal Flaw: His past, and him being the last of an entire dynasty, trying to make sure he survives in secret. Eric also can understand and talk to Pokemon, which he didn't know he could do until recently.
Starter Pokemon from list below: Gible

RP Sample:
(This is his most recent past)
Eric was on a large ship carrying him into a far off land, seeing his entire life flash before his eyes. Gible released himself from its Pokeball to see what was wrong with his Trainer. Eric then got up, brushing off some dust that fell on him, and Gible followed him to the stern.

He then told Gible "I'm glad I found you. You're now my only friend and ally. We need to protect each other. I'm a fugitive now. I'm wanted dead or alive, well.. Preferably dead." Gible looked concerned, and said "Gible Gible?" (Translation: What's going on?)

Eric explained, whispering "I was a prince in our home region, and now the entire kingdom has crumbled. Wait! I think we've reached our destination. C'mon, Gible!"

Gible followed Eric to the dock, and they made it to Vermillion City, Kanto.

Eric and Gible started their new adventure, and Gible went back into its Pokeball, startled by the noise of the ship.

 

[Doctor Who]

Please let me know if ever a spot opens up, thank you ^^

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Just wanted to expand a little on the RP... Everyone has there own storylines etc this isn't one of those RP's where you have to follow the same chapter for everyone. You choose your path and I will create the chapter outline but it will be your chapter and no one else's. Basically the RP moves at your pace because it's your own individual story.

Hope this makes sense :).

 

[ghasteon]

If there is a spot open i would like to reserve

 

[§acred†Beo!]

Ghasteon there is a spot open and you are more then welcomed to join :).

 

[FantasyFantasm]

Can my first post continue where my History leaves off? I like this Idea and do not want to explore it's options before I have time to let the Ideas form in my head.
Sign Up:
Trainer

Name: Fantasy Fantasm

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance:(May I use this Exert from a character sheet that I created my self for maximum description?)
Hair Color: Deep Emerald-Green
Hair Style: Relatively Short- Short on the sides, thick on top (nothing past his neck or over his ears.)
Other: (Describe hair that is not on the characters head. I.E. Fur. User Discretion)
Eye Color: Naturally Silver, Change color depending on mood, but keeps a silver tint.
Significant Markings: (Tattoos, Birthmarks, Scars, etc) Mark on stomach that is responsible for the binding of his strength. Picture will be provided.
Clothing: (Describe all layers from undergarments to outer-garments. Quick Description here, you may give a full description in your character's RL version.)
Layer 1:
-Boxers made from emerald green fabric with little diamond shapes scattered throughout the fabric.
-Ankle-biting black socks
Layer 2:
-Body conforming Black t-shirt and Black Jeans (design described in Real-Life Version of character.)
-Camouflage colored steel-toed boots
-Black leather fingerless gloves
-Emerald green arm warmers
Layer 3:
-Green Leather vest with many pockets
Extra: (Articles that are not clothes, but are essential to the character's appearance)
-Chains lace from pocket to pocket and one on underside of arm warmers
-Wallet chained with a chain with smaller loops
-Wireframe glasses in modified glasses case on belt
Other: (Describe anything else. (I.E. Eye Shape, etc))

Personality:(I hate to inform you, but is it ok to develop this through the role play? I don't feel comfortable deciding how my character acts before I get a chance to see him in action.)

Background: Fantasy was born in the peaceful town of Celestic in Sinnoh. Everyday he learned more about the Sinnoh Legendaries. Fantasy was only a kid when Cyrus tried to control Dialga/ Palkia/ and Giratina, but he remembers it like it had happened recently. When he received his letter asking him to join the new League He was ecstatic. When the time came, He was packed and ready to go. He left Celestic with a smile on his face and a farewell. At the Airport, He went and boarded the right plane and was shortly in the air soon afterward. At Saffron He checked into a hotel that was reserved for the New League Candidates. In a couple of hours he was set up and wandering the streets of Saffron. He heard a Pokemon cry and turned to an alley between the Silph Co. and the building next to it. In the alley a ways, there was an Eevee that seemed to be hurt bad. He ran up to it without thinking and started to comfort it.The injured Eevee apparently was a trap that team Rocket had set to knock out compassionate Trainers and take their pokemon. Unfortunately for this little sleeper cell of criminals, Fantasy had no intention of letting them knock him out. But he didn't have to worry, since a few minutes later the Rockets were captured by the local Officer Jenny. Scolding him that he almost blew years of undercover work and congratulating him for his courage, Jenny took him to the Pokemon Center. There the Eevee was treated for it's injuries.

Characters Fatal Flaw: Compassion for injured Pokemon

Starter Pokemon from list below: Could I get an Eevee?

RP Sample:(I post story rather than advanced interaction. I can increase the speed and interaction though.)

It was a dark and gloomy morning. The morning it just rains and rains, makes you want to stay inside. Unfortunately, Zeni could not stay. he had to find a new place, in case any new thugs had found out where he was. As soon as he got outside, nothing seemed to go right. As of a few hours ago, when people started to get their powers, Zeni was the major point of gossip, as he apparently didn't have any sort of power. He was then treated worse than a slave with no potential whatsoever. BUT! When people with the most common power in New York, Fire, tried to roast him alive, the flames just seemed to melt out of Zeni's way. That was when The Mafia of NY began targeting him for elimination. That morning there was a small group of five people. The only thing that gave them away of being Mafia, was the fact that they showed the Mafia's colors so openly, their intentive stare on him, and one of them was tossing a fireball up and down.

Zeni, as he did not want to draw attention to himself, started to walk away from his current location. d**n, I thought I was clear of these freaks. Oh well, They must really want me dead. He knew that the group was following him when he heard their feet stepping lightly behind him. After walking another mile, Zeni stopped and turned into an alleyway. At the end of the alleyway was a 7' wall. At the wall, he stopped and turned. As planned, The Mafia members had followed him. After about a 5 minute face-off, one finally spoke. "Zeni, you should stop running and take your death like a man. You are a thorn in our leaders side and he wants you removed." That all said, two jumped to the side and Shot a very large stream of fire at Zeni. When faced with a wall of fire, any one would futiley bring their arms up and try to block. This is what Zeni did, and the flames parted as if he were shielded. So now there was Zeni, surrounded in fire, just waiting for it to end. Unforunately, one of the other three guys jumped into the flames. "Do you think were so stupid as to let you off like this?" He shouted over the roar of the fire. He charged at Zeni, bent low as to drop him and throw him into the fire. Idiot Was all Zeni had time to think, for his opponent had dived to grab his waist. As he fell, Zeni threw his hands at the upcoming asphalt, and somersulted his way out of the embrace. he straightened and swiveled to face his fed-faced opponent. Zeni rushed in and, right as his opponent turned, slammed his fist into the guys stomach. As the guy staggered back, he pulled out his gun. Zeni waited for him to fire and when he did, he ducked under the bullet and grabbed the wrist that held the gun. With his other arm, he twisted the wrist and distinctly heard it break. He lost the gun, like the bullet, to the fire. As the guy fell unconscious, the other two jumped in. These guys were new recruits, as they didn't have guns as of yet. So as a result, they were genuinely startled to see Zeni, Alive and untouched in the stream of fire, which was starting to falter. He just looked up and didn't bother to dodge the fireballs that simply fizzed out when they got near him. He grabbed the shoulders of the two new boys, and slammed them together with the force of a bullet colliding into another(which is very devestating). As they went limp Zeni picked them up and threw them at the two creating the fire. The only way Zeni knew his targets were hit, was that the fire stopped and the group was lying in the alleyway unconscious. Zeni turned and jumped off a wall, and when on the wall, jumped again over the fence that was blocking the rest of the alley. He then walked on into the street and mingled into the crowd.

 

[§acred†Beo!]

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