The Gift [PG-13]

[Loki]

Okay, I know all my RP's seem to run along the same plot, but I like this one MUCH better then the last one. 0_0;; SO here we go!

They say that there is a gift. A gift, given to the children with the purest of hearts.

Even when these hearts are tainted with evil, these gifts are what bring the children back to justice. What is justice? When good conquers over evil? Where is the thin line that divides Good, and Evil? And where is the thin line every one of these children tread that shows if they are monsters, or the purest beings? How can you answer these questions?

More pure than an Angel itself…

More tainted then the Devil himself…

Many of the children with these gifts ask these questions that just can't be answered. Bestowed upon them is the incredible talent of getting along with their most trusted companions without a single fight, and in some cases, they get along with just about everyone around them. But when one of these children's hearts become tainted with what merely one legendary might consider Evil, or sinful, then the others must strive to bring that child back until the legendary in question is satisfied.

But perfect is different in everyone's eyes. The hunters, as outnumbered as they were, hunted the children relentlessly, and pure as they were, would never harm the hunters. They soon died out until there was a meager 8 left from hundreds, trapped inside a forest shrine. Using their powers to seal themselves away, the hunters were unable to capture the last few, but were satisfied, as none of the 8 would be of any threat any longer. But what they didn't expect, was when the all 8 of the statues made from jasper, sapphire, diamond, ruby, emerald, gold, garnet, and amethyst, disappeared from the confines of the lab of which they had been kept confined within. Nobody could explain this disappearance, but mourned the loss of such valuable statues, that could've been sold for high prices.

Millennia Later

These children are a mere legend, a dream, and a myth. They are brushed aside in the day-to-day lives of modern day peoples. They are different from the original children…their talents are tainted. They understand the meaning of hatred, pain, and suffering. The strange, are outcasts, no longer treated with the respect that once was. These children possessed 8 ancient pokemon, whose descendants died out after the disappearance of The Eight. Only one remains of each. Articuno, Moltres, and Zapdos, the legendary birds that maintained the balance of Mother Nature. Rayquaza, Kyogre, and Groudon, who maintained the balance of humanity. Celebi, and Mew, who represented these balances. Humanity as Celebi altered the past for the better good or worse of the future or past, and Mother Nature, for Mew, the one who brought the pokemon into the world.

Or so they say.

Was it Mew, or the Children, who brought the world to peace Millennia ago? Only Mew would now know that fact, and the questions are again, being asked.

The Child of Amethyst was unearthed in the depths of the Ilex Forest. Only to disappear in a flash of pink light, as Mew removed what remained of her chosen child from the grasp of humans and their ignorance. But this confirmed the legend of Children, for millions around the world, and it is now a story that is told ten fold more then before. Books upon books tell of the light that showed humans so many years ago what life and love were truly about. That knowledge was lost, and now you set out on a brand new quest to become a pokemon champion, with the side-quest of learning just what this legend that someone has told you is all about.

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What you're going to do~~You are an unwary Child, the reincarnations of the divine beings who once freely roamed the earth. A spark of interest arises when someone tells you of this story after many years of dismissing this myth. And what's best is that you are finally about to go on your journey into the world, with your very own pokemon. You'll be the ones to find the Children frozen into statues and put them to rest for the first time in years beyond your knowledge.
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Rules
-Restricted to 8 RP members, including myself.
-Follow all Roleplaying rules.
-Be logical. You're not going to be a crazy 00ber trainer unless you state why you've got so much knowledge and the such.
-My word is final. Don't post saying 'Awww why aren't I accepted?' Or other syuffs like that. It's annoying, useless, and it only makes you even less eligable to join.

Note:If you are declined, I will most likely tell you in which field you are lacking. Edit it, and say that you have edited so. Then I will look at it again, and reconsider.

Jasper: Moltres:
Sapphire: Kyogre:
Diamond: Articuno: Bell and Stilla
Ruby: Groudon: ybur_angel and Candle
Emerald: Rayquaza:
Gold: Zapdos:
Jade: Celebi: JellyBeans and Daria
Amethyst: Mew: YoshiRiRu and Artemis


Sign-up Sheet
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Name:
Age10-15)
Pokemon: (First or Baby stage. Only one.)
Final Team: (We're not demigods people. And we're not the original children. The legendaries aren't submissive to us, so in other words, no legendaries.)
Personality: (They don't have to get along with people, as the original children did)
Appearance: (Picture allowed, but there must be at least a little bit of text to fill in the parts the picture doesn't have in it, such as the shoes.
History: (How you learned of the legend and anything else.)
Other:
RP Sample: (NO LINKS TO YOUR WORK. I've got a life, and I'm not spending it surfing around for your posts.)

 

[Rena]

Name: Daria Kumara
Age: 13
Pokemon:
[Hikari - Chikorita - Female]
Hikari was the first ever pokemon Daria got, and loves her so well. Although she may not get along with other pokemon or humans, you can win her over by gaining her trust. When in battles, Hikari tries her best to win for Daria and is very full of herself when she wins. Sometimes, Hikari will just be relaxed and calm, and just take a short nap under a shady tree.
Final Team: Meganium (Hikari), Espeon (Carla), Banette (Aryleh), Wigglytuff (Missi), Absol (Shuu).
Personality: Stubborn, shy, and angsty, these words fit Daria to the bone. When you would first meet her she would give you one chance, only one to not get on her nerves. After winning, Daria just walks away, without a thing. You can gain her trust by no way, she's just a solo trainer who doesn't give a care to other people. Her past still terrifies her but she won't find a shoulder to cry on, she just tries...not to cry. But it doesn't go well when she tries. Sometimes, Daria would want to be all alone to let her true feelings out. But that doesn't stop her from being the stubborn girl that she is. When Amethyst is sorrowed, she tries to let it out in art, and creates beautiful pictures but have terrible destruction in them.
Appearance: https://img438.imageshack.us/my.php?image=winry8du.jpg
Well, what can I say? Daria looks like Winry Rockbell, expect about 3 or 4 years younger. Replacing the hat, you would find a cerulean bandana tied around her head and when she isn't wearing it, you could see it tied around her arm. Also, her shirt is a white and navy striped shirt that slightly curves at an angle on her shadowed blue jeans which are torn at the kneecaps. Her shoes consist of black Reeboks that have an autograph of Steven Stone on the left shoe. Daria also has a silver necklece around her neck, and has a dragon perched on a cliff with gleaming emerald eyes.
History: It was 12 years on one stormy light the rain heavily cascaded along the island of Sootopolis. Daria was only one year old, but never forgot the frightening moment that happened. Two monster, one ruby red and the other sapphire blue were smashing into each other on the waters of Sootopolis. Her parents were involved in this mess, as they were pokemon researchers and went closer to study them. The short story they drowned in the pouring waters, only leaving her. Then a shine of light came from the sky, it was an emerald green dragon. She heard the whispers of a pokemon named Rayquaza who was the guardian of the two pokemon. It let out a Hyper Beam, which led all back to normal. She couldn't forget this horrible day, and moved to Blackthorn city alone to help her with her problems. Daria still dreams of the day and fears the arrival of them again. Now she lives with her Aunt Greta and her cousin Robin, but isn't happy with them.
Legendary: Daria is of the Celebi.
Other: Daria has a French heritage and can speak it and go off into outspoken rants when she's mad, which is often.
RP Sample-From another Forum:
"Ughh, what's that voice" Merna maloventaly thought in her dazed thought. "Merma, Merma!". "Huh?" Merna queeringly said to find out it was her sister, you could see she was ready for school, backpack and all.

"Umm, what time is it Susie?" Merna asked her younger sister. "About 7:45, time for me to go to school, bye!". "Such a goody goody" she thought. Merna got out of bed, only five minutes to get ready. Her cat Uzumi walked in, Merna walked up to her and lifted Uzumi's arms up. "Rawr, I'm Catmon, I'll take you to school Merna!". "Heh" said Merna quietly. Merna put on her usual clothes, a striped navy and white top, her torn,dark jeans with some graffiti sprayed in areas, and her blue kangoroos. Merna rushed out of the house forgetting to say goodbye to Dad and Mrs. Herkuma, as she refuses to call Violet her 'mom'. "Miss Natsumi's going to kill me I said under my breath as I ran over to the schoolyard. As soon as she got there "Ring, Ring" the bell ring and she was late once again.

Merna droopily walked into her classroom her teacher's hazel eyes glaring at her. "And why are you late" asked Miss Natsumi. "Just give me detention" Merna said with a huge sigh. "Fine" that's your third detention of the week, so, we'll have to call your parents. "Which ones" Merna sadly asked. "Just go to Mr. Bashes room" Miss Natsumi said.

As Merna walked into the classroom Mr. Bashes was waiting for her. As always she was the only one in the room. Mr. Bashes took of his glasses revealing these beautiful crimson eyes. "Here Merna", he handed her a pass, you have a big adventure coming so get ready.

Merna wierdly walked out of the school, "What adventure", "What did he mean by that?". Then Merna heard some Gackt, it was from her cellphone. A text message to meet someone at the train station. "I guess this is my big adventure" Merna said as she headed for the train station.

When she arrived she saw many other kids, only noticing a few from her school, Susie was there too, Merna saw her questionably loking at the train. Then they started dissapearing, ten by ten, some Merna saw Susie dissapear too until there was ten kids, Merna didn't know any of them. They looked just as queer as she looked. "The train is boarding" Merna heard the announcer say as the kids walked into the train one by one. "Why isn't anyone else here, who's doing this?" The bunch of kids questioned for ten minutes. Then the doors closed, they were all alone in a train to who knows where. Then the train started to go at high speed, all the kids were puzzled by this and looked out the window, there was much data around them and they didn't know where they were.

Soon, the train stopped at a times and the kids headed out, looking to see a light, they decided to head into it and as soon as they stood up from their fall, they saw a large rabbit. Merna heard the tall rabbit saw "Turn around", "Wait, she can talk" Merna questioned in her mind. Then the tall rabbit began to explain."I am Antylamon, your guide. In this sack I have a few.....things which you may find very useful. So come up here and stick your hand in the sack. You will find a statue of some sort, keep it. The other thing you should find is a necklace, keep that too." Merna heard some boy say 'Why should we" as hey raised his eyebrow, she heard another one say "who called us here?", Merna was wondering that too. The rabbit replied "Ophanimon. She's one of the Celestial Digimon. One of the gods of the Digital World, if you will. That's where you are, if you were wondering."
Merna stepped up, "Why should we believe you?" Merna said with a hasty tone."Good question. The fact that I won't step on you might be an answer." the guide sarcastically said. "If we are in the Digital World.....Won't we get Digimon?" another one asked, Merna already knew about the digital world as well as the boy."Well, of course. They are late, they ought to be here any minute..." Merna saw she was stalling for time. "Aha! There they are!". The kids looked at another light similar to the kids and out popped some creatures, "Digimon" Merna said under her breath. They were all still in- training Merna knew as they were small. A small green digimon that looked like a fox came up to her "Hi I'm Nyaromon, your partner digimon!". "My partner", Merna said with a surprising tone. "Yeah" I'm yours said the so called 'Nyaromon'. Merna hugged the little digimon, "I can't believe you're mine!" said the teenage girl. As soon as she met up with her partner, she reached in the sack, unaware of what she will get. She reached in the sack to find a pink necklace with an image of a sun. "Ah the light crest" the rabbit said. Merna reached in again and pulled out a statue featuring a digimon with wings "The spirit of wind, great" Antylamon said. Merna walked down to the other kids, one of the firsts to get her stuff. Then a strong light grew from her hands, "It's a Digivice!" Merna thought as the purple and cerulean degivice appeared. Merna knew a big adventure was waiting for her.

 

[YoshiRiRu]

Name:Artemis Consel

Age: 14

Pokemon: Girafarig - "Melody." Female."image removed"
Melody is the type of girl who always cares about her appearance. She is very vain, and very proper. She can't stand to be dirty in any way. If someone around her is acting foolish or un-dignified in any way, she becomes very embarrased. However, she drops all of her dignity when she is battling. She fights very hard, and fights to win. Sometimes, her competetive nature intimidates Artemis.

Final Team: : (This doesn't include their personalities - those will be defined as I catch them)
Girafarig - "Melody." Female."image removed"

Sharpedo - "Psycho." Male. "image removed"

Swellow - "Robin." Female. *pokemonelite2000 image removed*

Jynx -"Jynx." Female "image removed"

Electabuzz "Electabuzz." Male "image removed"

Magmar - "Magmar." Male "image removed"


Personality: Being of the Amythest, Artemis is quite a bit like the tales of Mew, which tell of it being a happy, carefree individual. However, like Mew, he's easily startled, and he can be very reserved towards people who don't give him the right "vibe." While not exactly a psychic power, he posseses a certain instinct, a "sixth sense" if you will. This allows him to tell when something is about to go wrong, or is going wrong, or vice versa. He can be quite bipolar at times, and depending on such trivial things as the weather, or hearing something on the news can shift his mood from bouncy and bubbly to reserved and lonely. He loves to play little tricks on people, provided he's in the mood, and he can be rather flirtatious. (again, when the mood suits.) All in all, he's a good kid - there was just always something strange about him.

Appearance: Artemis is a healthy young lad. At a solid 5'9" he weighs only about 125 pounds. He has blondish hair down to his neck that covers part of his face. He's handsome, and has nice facial features (beautiful eyes, nice hair, good teeth) but isn't muscular at all. His eyes are a soothing gray that seem to reflect his mood into other who gaze into them. His usual apparel consists of dark grey slacks, a white T-shirt, (portraying a Mawile's giant jaws gaping open at the viewer, along with the text, "Bite Me.") a dark grey jacket with the ensignia of the school he attends embroidered above his left breast, and black converse hi-tops with neon green laces.

History: Born and raised in Ecruteak City, both his parents lived and worked in an age old, family owned inn, which Artemis has lived all his life. Ever since the time he could walk, he loved to sneak out of his bed and listen to the old tales told by travelers and mariners alike who frequented the tavern. Being the nature of the city as well, many monks would barge in and yell about a various spirit that was going to haunt them all. (At this, just to be funny, Artemis would flick the lights on and off a few times, just to freak everyone out.) All sorts of people came and went through the inn. (Some of his favorites included a man named Ignov, who was a big beefy man from some foreign country who married his Jynx, and a skinny man named Horace who insisted every time that he came into the bar that he was turning into a Bellsprout ever since the guards at the tower had thrown him out the window.) So, naturally, Artemis became very familiar with the surrounding regions, along with any tall tales that accompanied them. He dreamed of being an explorer one day, and finding out if any of those tales were true. Until one day, when he heard a particular tale...

Other: Artemis has a particular attraction to pokemon, and oddly enough, many wild pokemon become docile while around him. It's been a trait that he's always had, and he thought it was just part of his nature.

RP Sample:

Slateport City - 5:30 PM

Slateport - a massive staple of Hoenn's power and money. As Julian stepped out of Earl's Pokemon Academy, (which happened to look exactly like the Goldenrod branch, complete with the horribly done neon sign of the spinning fat man, and broken window on the 2nd floor.) he realized that he had never, ever, been to Hoenn at all, let alone Slateport. Suddenly, he felt very afraid, and insignificant. Suddenly, an odd, high pitched voice sounded out behind him.

"Hallo!! You look lost, yes?!" Julian wheeled around, and found himself face to face with a large man.. and he seemed to be spinning. Julian was taken aback for a second, but looking up at the neon sign, he made a few assumptions.

"Um.. I guess... are you Earl?" The fat man shook his massive face in an enthusiastic nod. "Why, yes! Have heard of me you?" Earl queried, almost psychotically. Julian took a step back.

"Um, I guess so.." The man named Earl took a step forward and made a grab for Julian. "I help you with pokemon, yes!?" Julian yelped, and took several steps back. He started to panic a little. "Uh.. no. I need.. um, directions to Rustboro city.. if you please." Earl threw his chubby arms in the air, and spun around twice in rapid succession. "YES! Exploration, always excellent! To for get to Rustboro city..."

Earl drew a large piece of paper from his pocket (How he managed to fit it in there, Julian wasn't exactly sure.) and also extracted a vibrant purple crayon, and began to draw a crude map of the surrounding area. "Well, my young friend, if take you this road, and go into cave, you make to Rustboro soon!" Earl handed the boy the map with a monstrous smile, but when he opened his eye to extend his hand in farewell, Julian had already bolted away from the huge man that he was sure had intentions to eat him.

"Huff... Puff..." Julian panted as he leaned against the wall. He took out his PokeGear to check the time, but as he did, it began to buzz and flash. [NEW EMAIL!] is what it proclaimed. Julian opened the message, and it went something like this..

"To All Team Trainer Members,

For the past few days, we have encountered a massive world problem known only as the virus. It has transformed many people, and some Trainer members, into hybrids, a combination of humans and pokemon. Although the hybrids seem to have retained their essential humanity, many people in this world still fear them and wish to kill them. We cannot allow that...

...All Trainer members who have not been infected and are stationed outside the Kanto and Johto regions are asked to report your status to Trainer Headquarters at Rustboro City. All traveling members of Trainer should also report to Rustboro City personally for further orders. Any members already on missions do not need to report in...

...We will get through this and we will succeed as a team. The world is depending on us and I am sure we will not let it down. Let's fight for freedom, fight for glory, and fight to win!

- Directory Harry Kim

"Harry Kim..." Julian mused. "I remember hearing about him. He was really high up in the progression, but I don't remember exactly what position he held." He closed his Pokegear, and headed north through Slateport.

It was a lot bigger than he thought it was. It wasn't like Saffron, there weren't busses or trams that ran through the streets like in his home city. "Well, let's see." He reached for his belt, grabbed Asura's pokeball, and tossed it into the street. The girafarig emerged from the blinding light. <Yeah, what?> the pokemon grumbled crossly. <I was trying to fix the bow in my hair.>

"You can do that when we get to Rustboro." Julian responded simply. "I need transportation, alright? Willing?"

<Yeah, I guess so. But if you mess up my hair..> Julian laughed before she could finish, and hopped on her back. Girafarigs are surprisingly strong and fast. Before he knew it, he was galloping through the city. In about 20 minutes time, he was in the open field again. He stopped for a minute to let his steed rest.

"Team Trainer.. Harry Kim.. the virus.. what is this all about, anyway? Why am I so drawn to Team Trainer? He barely told me anything about it, and the next thing I know, I'm in a different country. I don't have anything to rely on except some crazy fat guy's crude map (which was basically purple lines. You had to use your imagination.) and this email from this 'Kim' guy. This is so crazy.." he thought to himself.

"What do you think of it, Asura?" The pokemon did not reply, too entranced with it's own reflection in the water. "Then again," he thought, "I know exactly what she'd say;"

<You're just crazy, Julian.>

"Maybe she's right." he thought. "Maybe I AM crazy"

 

[Loki]

Accepted, sorry for taking so long, I was trying to finish my sign-up first, but it's not working. < <;; I'll edit this post with my sign-up.

 

[fallen_natsumixx]

Ooh, this looks fun!

Name: Julian Moore
Age: 13 years old
Pokemon: Torchic
Final Team: Blaziken, Espeon, Starmie, Ivysaur, Manectric, and Pidgeot
Personality: Julian is a girl who easily gets angered and resorts to violence, which isn't a very good combo. She is very sarcastic which annoys others sometimes and has a very strange, random sense of humor. She's tomboyish and lazy but loves to read. She is also very blunt and is has a rather short attention span. She can act over-dramatic at times to get out of sticky situations. So all in all, she may be annoying and grouchy but she's a loyal and trustworthy friend... if you can put up with her.
Appearance: Her face and hairstyle looks like this. For clothes, she wears a forest green cotton, body hugging, "stretchy" tank-top and khaki non-baggy cargo pants. For shoes, she has forest green trainers and for accesories, forest green wristbands and back-pack.
History: Julian learned of the Legend in an ironic way. She was at library browsing for a good book. She continued searching until she found herself in an area of the library she never knew was there. She saw many thick books and was walking when she tripped over a loose shoelace (-.-U) and fell. Her trip caused a large book to fall and land on her head. She noticed the book was very old looking, and saw that no author's name was published. The book didn't even have a title or page numbers. She noticed that it didn't have the library card slot and took it home with her.
Other: Julian is of the Jasper although her birthstone is the amythest. She is a very spunky and sassy girl and doesn't take crap from anyone.
RP Sample:

"You mean, you want to become a Co-Ordinator?" I asked Catalina. She nodded, a nervous look on her face. We were currently outside the large contest arena. I stared hard at her before smirking. A fake smirk.

"Fine, but promise me that if you lose, don't mope around about it. I'll be watching from outside." I said before giving a small wave and walking into the park not far from the arena. When I entered the park, I head straight to a bench I spotted and sat myself down. I sighed and looked up at the cloudless sky.

What was I to do? It was very boring here, the only few people here were joggers or old couples feading the Pidgeys. After a few minutes of sitting and doing absolutely nothing, I decided to head back to the arena.

 

[Loki]

YoshiRiRu, accepted, Jelly beans, a little more to your personality, and you're accepted as well. Sorry I forgot to add the 'legendary' part, so if you could inform me of that too JellyBeans? (Already know yours YRR) ARG. STUPID SERVER!! >( xXFallenXx, add to your personality and, I was gonna have Jasper, but s'okay, I can easily change, but otherwise, accepted. (My fault for not getting here earlier)

Name:Stilla
Age: 13
Pokemon: Shuppet
Final Team: Banette, Rapidash, Macargo, Steelix, Metagross, Gengar
Personality: Stilla is known to be very mysterious, as you never know what she's thinking. Although she occasionally comes off as a bit eerie, overall she really cares about her pokemon and wants to be close to them. Tarot cards, magic, and admiring the view of the stars are some of the defining characteristics of Stilla, along with being the only sister out of her family to dress in Western style clothing. After the first few weeks of meeting her, you gradually get a sense of how she sees things around her, believing in fate and the destiny of the stars guiding her, her sisters, and her pokemon's skills. She is quite a reserved person, yet her mannerisms prove that she's very mature for her age. She is very proud of her opinion's, and doesn't let anyone change them. Stilla is also very confident in her decision's, and once she's made a choice, she doesn't easily sway.

Appearance: Stilla has on black motorcycle boots. (Sorry, my writers block makes me want to use piccu's instead…)

History: At the age of three, Stilla had instilled a great fascination for magic, and legends. Stilla's grandma used to tell her the story of children all the time, and Stilla always believed in the story, no matter how much her sister's ridiculed the story. Being the oddball of her family, she grew rather distant from her elegant sisters, who were very different from her, being traditional and wearing kimono's and the old japanese garb. Though she was the youngest, she always considered herself the most mature for the reason she never giggled over boy magazines, or cute pokemon, and she never learned the art of pouring tea, or playing the harp, save for a bit of lyre practice, therefore, strived to become even more mature. After her 13th birthday, she decided that in order to get away from her sisters, she'd go on a pokemon journey, frowned upon by her parents for it's lack of elegance, and for her now deceased Grandma's last wish for her, which thankfully didn't include getting pretty, like her sisters, would discover the truth behind the stories.

Other: Stilla always has a set of tarot cards with her, no matter what the situation is.

 

[Rena]

Okay, changed my personality and added a legendary.

 

[Loki]

O O;; Amethyst of the Celebi? The list is at the top.

Jade:Celebi
Amethyst: Mew: YoshiRiRu and Artemis

 

[Rena]

Whoops! xD
Changed the name now, much better. ^_^

 

[Chibi-chan]

Name: Kapachi (Kappa)

Age: 13

Pokemon: Chansey (F) (Blair)

Final Team: Plusle (Fanary), Wooper (Waka), Flygon (Flygon), Quagsire (Waka), Berloom (Berka)

Personality: Kapachi is basically your average follower type, she goes with the flow. She rarely argues with someone else's opinion and rarely gives her own. As a friend, she's loyal and trustworthy. She usually doesn't talk much at first, but as she gets to know you, she'll began to express herself more. She loves company and her worst fear is being alone. Usually the bystandard, she doesn't like bringing too much attention to herself. Because of this, she doesn't know how to react when given a compliment or asked for her opinion. She doesn't think that she's worth it. One thing that she hates more than anything else though is being told of what to expect, or how things may end up. She lives each day as it comes and doesn't like to think to far ahead into the future.

Appearance: Here
I'm sorry, I have a brainlag nowadays @_@ Anyway, her shoes are a cross between mountain boots and tennis shoes; they look like brown mountain boots but are shaped like tennis shoes...(a.k.a brown and black laced tennis shoes with a thike sole.)

Legendary: Sapphire-Kygore

History: Kapachi has no true family; she was abandoned when she was two at a Pokemon Center. As Nurse Joy had recalled to her, Kapachi had waited there until closing time for her mother. Nurse Joy decided to let her spend the night there, and the next day realised that she had been abandoned. Taking her under her wing, Nurse Joy treated Kapachi as if she were her own and let her help out around the Pokemon Center. There, Kapachi overheard many things about Pokemon journeys and battles, which began to interest her even more and more. Each year, a wonderer passed by the city and told stories to people who lived there. Kapachi loved to go and listen to his stories there. When she was 12, she had heard from the wanderer of the Legend and had never forgotten it. When she was 13, she decided to go out and start her own Pokemon journey, hoping maybe she could come back and tell stories like the wanderer.

Other: Kapachi always keeps a high amount of healing items/berries with her wherever she goes. From being with Nurse Joy, she knows how to make her own potions.

RP Sample:
"Kappa, it's almost closing time. Please sweep the floors before you head to bed, dear." Joy said, taking of her hat and rearranging the items and papers on the counter.

"Hai. I'll get right to them." She replied, taking out the broom from the wall and brushing under the tables. She paused for a quick second and glanced over to the nurse. "Um, Joy?"

"Yes dear,"

"How is the Nidoking that was taken in today?" Nurse Joy gave a loving smile as she looked at the blue haired girl.

"She's doing just fine. The poison has decreased since she arrived here. If it wasn't for you finding her in the forest, I don't think she would have made it! You've got good eyes, Kapachi." Kapachi blushed and began to sweep the floor, giving a slight murmur of a 'thank you'. Nurse Joy gave an inward sigh as she began to finish up her work around the counter. If Kapachi was going to go on a Pokemon journey soon, she should be more open towards others. She wouldn't be able to make it alone...

"Chan! Chansey Chan!" Blair, who was in the area with Kapachi joyfully sang, grabbing another broom from the wall and began to mimic Kapachi. The girl giggled as the Pokemon beside her still began to chant. Maybe she isn't alone... Nurse Joy began to peacefully think.


(Sorry if my RP Samples don't look too good. If I don't have something to go on, I don't do as good ._.; But usually when a story is going, I can type pages XD)

 

[Loki]

All of you are accepted, JellyBeans, xXFallenXx, although Chibi-chan, I would appreciate it if you added more to your roleplay posts then what you've given me in the RP Sample. One or two more people and we can start... I think. *checks list* Yeah, two more should do the trick.

 

[Ibuberu]

Name- Candle Nawe

Age- 15

Pokemon- Slowpoke [Dona- Male]

This Slowpoke is as slow as most get. If not, slower. He enjoys sleeping in his pokeball, if he's out, he rarely makes conversation with those around him. Rather, he yawns and closes his eyes whenever he gets the chance. He's been Candle's pokemon since the boy was a wee tyke, thus, they share a strong bond.
Lazy and slow he might be, but this Water Type can pack a punch when it all comes down to him. He never ignores troubles or other peoples problems. He tries helping in anyway he can. [Preferably in a way which allows him to sleep]
Now and again, Dona manages to take people by surprise with his wise words and helpful advice. Caring for those who he thinks needs some love, that mostly being his own trainer.

He's one of the best friends you'll ever have.

Final Team-
Slowbro- Dona[Male]
Pigeot- Muse[Female]
Gligar- Remius[Male]
Furret- Fleet[Male]
Piloswine- Estabonn [Female]

Personality-

Candle's a cowardly person, rarely putting others before himself. Always the first to run away if trouble occurs. He detests those who are forceful and rash, rather taking things slowly and carefully.

Some call him 'paranoid', he calls himself 'street smart'. Almost never listening to the advice or comments of people, this getting him into lots of tight spots. If you were to tell him that his shoe lace was untied, he'd jump back and wag his finger at you, exclaiming, 'Ahhh, y' can't trick me THAT easily!' In the end, tripping over his untied shoe lace.

You get the point.

The boy is also known for his weird leaps in logic. "Mother left for work without saying goodbye today.... I think I'll go and get a glass of milk." Something or the other.

Rather than listen to the logical explanation of things, he tends to follow his heart. Mostly, this is a good thing, if not for the fact that this also lands him in tough situations now and again. At times, he tends to be indecisive, leading to him losing some of the would-be best moments of his life. If only he hadn't taken so long to decide on an option.

Nothing much of any else can be said about Candle. Except that now and again, if he's in a good mood, he really can seem caring. But only to those who deserve it.


Appearance-

Candle is of normal height for boys his age, though, he's always wanted to be one of the taller people. His fluffy chesnut brown hair sits atop his head, just barely brushing against his shoulders. Most attention is drawn to those dashing green eyes the boy possesses. His skin is of average pigment as well, not too tan, nor is he freakishly pale.

His usual attire consists of a dark blue, short sleeved jacket over a black, long sleeved shirt. Comfy black pants and a pair of old sneakers. To hold his future pokemon, he has a silver belt losely secured around his waist. To carry his possessions in, a small brown knapsack.

History-

Candle comes from a family of bakers. He used to live in a bakery, at least, until he decided to set foot into the world beyond that oven.

Starting his trainer's journey at the young age of fourteen, the boy has never really liked the idea of travelling to and fro. Wandering about aimlessly. But, hey, as long as it got him away from all that flour and dough.

Growing up with three older siblings had never felt so wrong. Especially, with all of them being sisters. Being wedged into a family of females, it was all his father's fault! Why did he have to go away when he was ten? The boy could still, very distinctly, remember his words-

"Candle, m'boy! I'm off to do something with my life. I ain't going to waste it round here, with all these sissy bread loaves! Promise me, y'll come and find me when y're old enough. Aye'?"

What followed, was a harsh accusation of a mistress being involved, then, the slamming of a door.

Then. Silence.

The wait was four full years. Finally, when the boy deemed himself old enough, with just a single pokeball in his posession and ample food and clothes, he set off. Saying goodbyes weren't always easy. But, as he remember what Pa had said before,
'After parting, always comes reunion.'

The father passed him a pokemon he had found wandering by the town's fountain not too long ago. Stating that he knew, that the boy would treat it well.

The young Slowpoke was frail as it was slow. But, inspite of this. As it materialsed infront of the young child in a flash of red light. A soft smile crept onto the boy's features. His emerald orbs sparkling with interest at the pink, dopey pokemon sitting on his lap.

--

Waving his hands as he disappeared out of that small town in Kanto. Remembering an old myth his mother had told him and his older sisters before, when his father was still around. Infront of a fireplace on Christmas Eve. She wanted to get the whole family into the holiday spirit, especially her son. Despite the fact that the legend had nil to do with Christmas, little did she know it had sparked a small, significant flare in the boy's heart.

He left the town, dreams soaring as high as the many Swellow flying in the sky.

Wanting, the most, to carve out his own pavement in life.


Other-
Though the boy denies all truth in this. But, secretly- He's an excellent baker! His cookies are what brings delight to the few who have tried them.

Legendary-
Ruby- Groudon

RP Sample-

"Can't you walk any faster, Dona?"


{Fastest I can get, Candle-person, me thinks that is you who it is the one who is walking fast..}the Slowpoke yawned, gazing up to the human strolling beside him. The pink pokemon was trying his hardest to keep up with the boy, even he knew that he was one of the slowest Pokemon the world had to offer. Switching from a walk to a slow jog, the Water Type huffed as he kept his feet in time with his trainer's steps, hoping that he wouldn't start to fall behind again. Especially when he had just caught up.

"Ahh, fine. Fine,"the boy slowed down, allowing the Slowpoke running beside him to catch his breath, he really was too soft. He needed to learn to be less lenient with his Pokemon. At least, maybe then they would respect him more.

Just as that certain thought crossed the boy's mind, he felt something land with a loud 'splat' on his head, followed by feeling a wet sensation overcome his whole self. Now, he was drenched from head to toe, scowling, Candle immediately looked up, spotting a cheeky looking Gligar grinning down at him.

"Remius!!!!"the boy scolded, shaking the water off his arms, running his hands through his wet, chesnut brown hair soon after. Trying his best to get himself dry in the least amount of time.

{Yo' bos'! These funny duddy water balloons ya' bought me sure ar' nice ta' play wid!!!}the Gligar, obviously named Remius, chuckled.

"Yes, especially when you pull the prank on your own trainer!"the boy added on sarcasticly, ignoring his wet shirt, jacket and pants, they would dry sooner or later. This wasn't the first time Rem had pulled a fast one on him. It was always the same, a water balloon before dinner, one when he wakes up, another one some time during the day! How he despised that little habit of the Flying type, if only there were other people for him to pick on. Perhaps then, could Candle stop being the poor victim of his far-from-funny jokes.

{D'oh! Ya' don't need to say it in tha' way, y'know?}the glider landed on his trainer's wet shoulder, eyes closed, scratching his head with one claw, it was his way of apologising.

The boy wanted to open his mouth once more, to comment on how the Gligar had been so foolish with his actions. However, his voice was dwarfed in comparison to the loud squawk they heard resounding from the treetops.

"Pigeotto~!!!!"a bird landed infront of the human and his two pokemon, a smile on her face as she spread her wings out wide, starting to run over to them.

{Visitors! Yay! Yay! Yay, yay, yay!!!}she squealed, hastening her talons so that she'd be able to embrace all three of the newcomers earlier.

It took a few seconds for Candle to fully take in what had just happened, his mouth quivering as he tried to make use of his tougue. "R-R-RUN!!!!"his eyes widdened in shock, this being the first time seeing a mad Pigeotto who chose to catch her prey by foot. He broke into a fast sprint with Remius on his shoulder, Dona following suit.

{Hey's! Don't run away from me!!}the avian grinned happily, thinking that it was just a friendship- building game they were now participating in, choosing to play along, chasing after the funny boy and his pokemon.


"This. Is. Not. My. Day!!!"

--

*stabs short sample*
Other than that, Feebas, whee, I'm done! ^-^

 

[fallen_natsumixx]

My legendary is Jasper: Moltres.

 

[Loki]

Yes, I knew that.

Julian is of the Jasper although her birthstone is the amythest.

Accepted ybur_angel, and now we only need one more! If nobody comes, then I guess we'll start on Saturday Afternoon (12-3 PM) Pacific Time. Or earlier. Depends on when I get home on Saturday morning. ^_^

 

[YoshiRiRu]

OOC: Since nobody else wants to, I believe I'll take the liberty of the first IC post.

IC:"Artemis. Artemis, get up. Artemis! ARTEMIS!"

Nancy Consel bellowed from the bottom of the stairwell. She was a pretty woman, with small hips and bony cheeks. Her hair was white blonde, quite a bit lighter than her son's, and her eyes were a cloudy grey that always seemed to be hiding exhaustion behind a wall of cheeriness. She crossed her arms, and began to tap her foot impatiently, waiting for her lazy son to awake.

"Artemis..!"

The faint cry of his mother trickled it's way through his door and into his delicate ears. Sitting up in a half awake stupor, he yawned lazily. Looking at his clock with a disgruntled sigh, his gray eyes suddenly snapped open.

"11:30?! Holy snap.. I overslept like crazy.." Leaping out of bed quick as a flash, he rushed into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, threw on some clean clothes his mother had placed neatly in a stack on his computer chair, snapped on his PokeGear, and rushed out of his room.

Dashing down the stairs, he stammered his apologies to his mother while simultaneously trying to avoid her stern glare.

"Do you have any idea what time it is!?" She scolded, stamping her foot angrily.

"We've got people wait-" she continued, but Artemis interrupted.

"Sorrysorrysorry! I overslept, I get it. I'll get right to work. What do you need me to do?" His mother smiled.

"Good. Well, first thing.." she licked her thumb, and ran it through the boy's head, smoothing a prominent cowlick.

"The first rule of being a good host is.." she began, and Artemis joined her mantra with a dronish tone. "..always look presentable." His mother smiled.

"That's right. Now. I think we need some things from the store. Go run into the kitchen and ask your father. He's making breakfast this morning."

With a swift nod, Artemis ran through the crowded inn lobby, into the back room labeled 'Employee's only.' As he walked into the back room, the smell of bacon, eggs, and waffles filled his nostrils.

"Ah, Art, mah boy. Glad to see you're awake." Alex Consel called from behind a kitchen stove. Artemis' father was a large, well built man, with a goatee and eyeglasses. His hair was cut very short, but if it had been allowed to grow out, it would have been seen to be a vibrant brown. Artemis' father was a good tempered man with a taste for fine food and excellent hospitality. When not cooking or cleaning, he could usually be found either reading or writing. Although it was his favorite hobby, none of his writings were ever very good, although everyone participated in his nightly readings, and no-one would ever deny enjoying hearing him narrate them.

"'Morning, dad. Smells great." Artemis greeting his father in passing, while helping himself to a nice slice of fresh bacon. With a mouthful of bacon, he spoke.

"Mom said you needed something?" His father nodded.

"Yes, I do, son. We're fine for today, but we've nearly exhausted our supply of eggs, milk, and bacon. So, run down to the Miltank farm, and pick up those things. If you want, you can drop by Olivine as well, and pick up something you'd like for dessert." With a smile, Artemis' father sent him out of the kitchen, and the boy stepped out into the bright sunlight of the midmorning. With a yawn and a huge stretch, he headed off for the Miltank Farm.

 

[Loki]

"Be careful," My oldest sister said to me, dressed in her purple kimono as she lectured me, "And don't talk to strangers. And, our family is blessed with unnatural beauty, DON'T talk to any men you do not know!" She continued, as my other two sisters pinned me onto the chair, as I tried to wriggle out of their grasp.

"I know, I know." I replied coolly, expressionless. Beauty? I wanted to say. Look in a mirror! But my sisters had always thought unnaturally high of themselves. What pricks! "I'll be careful alright? The only people who are assaulting me, are you, Kasura, and Laoko. So please let go of me, and let me go. It's what grandma wanted." I reasoned, and I knew I'd won. The look on their delicately fakely drawn faces showed that they would show all the respect in the world to those who had passed on. It was terrible, to use my Grandma as a tool, but I'm sure she would've laughed it off and called me clever.

"Thank you." I said, when my sisters let go of me, and Kiragu, the oldest, handed me a sling bag, and pushed me out the door. I felt rather annoyed, that they'd kept me in the house awhile longer just to push me out of the house later on. But nonetheless, I shouldered the sling bag, and knew it was probably filled with jewlery and make-up. I'd sell all that and buy the things I needed. Eventually tell my sisters that I'd dropped the bag one day and everything came spilling out, and I lost most everything in the river. Except the bag. I smirked and easily strode out of the Kimono Dancer's home.

Ecruteak was as mysterious as always, and I smiled as a little ghost pokemon circled around me in a whoosh of air. The shuppet cried out it's own name and immediately floated toward one of the many exits from Ecruteak. Shuppet had picked the southern exit, to Goldenrod. It would be best, yes, to start at Newbark, since the difficulty went from there up, but why not go ahead and start here? At Ecruteak. Upon seeing the first Vulpix, Shuppet freaked out and dashed back into my arms.

A rabid Vulpix, was probably what it was thinking. That's when I knew Shuppet was right for going to Newbark, instead of staying around here.

 

[fallen_natsumixx]

"Where is it!?" I muttered furiously to myself as I continued to search through my rather messy room. I scowled as a small orange chick like creature chirped at me in a mocking sort of way.

"Oh shut up." I glared at my Torchic who merely turned away from me un-caringly. I rolled my dark brown eyes and continued searching. Why did I have to get such a smart aleck Pokemon?

Now you're probably wondering, WHAT was I searching for so badly? A book. Not just any old book, one of those old, ancient books that you don't find on a daily basis. It didn't have a title, page numbers or an author name published. And it was gone. Poof, just like that.

I sighed, giving up. I sat on my bed, which was now covered in half of the things I was throwing around, and groaned. I now had to clean this all up before my mom got home.

-

"C'mon Torchic, we're going out." I said as I picked her up, tucked her under my arm like a football and stalked out of the house. I had this odd habit when I walked. I never picked my feet up from the ground all the way so I always made this scuffing noise. It had the tendancy to annoy people I disliked which was also why I never tried to grow out of it.

Where to go? I decided to head to Goldenrod City. I shifted Torchic slightly before starting towards one of the largest cities in Johto.

 

[Ibuberu]

"C'mon! Dona!! You're being slow again!!"a young boy with chesnut brown hair complained, his hands on his hips as he tapped an impatient foot of the floor of the room.

{Jus' a bit more, Candle-person. Me needs more slee-...}the Slowpoke on the bed had no chance to finish his sentence, his heavy eyelids shutting themselves tightly as he dozed off.

The boy blinked his emerald eyes, slapping his face with one hand, mumbling something about insomia before grabbing a pokeball from the the silver belt he wore.

In a flash of red light, the dopey pokemon which was once on the bed of the little room the boy had stayed in for the night, was back into his rightful pokeball. A small 'click' sound was heard as he clipped the sphere onto it's strap. Candle swung his knapsack over one shoulder, taking note to survey the room from wall to wall, just to make sure he hadn't left anything behind. The drawers and cupboard were opened and empty, double-taking once more, the boy assured himself as he stepped out of the room of the Pokemon Center.

-

"Hope to see you again, sir!"the Nurse at the counter held a broad smile on her face as she waved to the fifteen-year old teenager exiting the doors of the center. The smile grew as she received a slight flick of the arm as an answer. That was better than nothing, courtesy was, more or less, dead these days.

"Where to, where to..?"the boy placed a finger on his chin as he stepped into the quaint little town of Cherrygrove. It was rather small, compared to Safforn at least. How he remembered the bustling streets so well, back at home.

Drivers of cars thought that the white lines of the road meant only one thing- Drive faster.

So, all in all, Candle was oh so very glad that this town had anything but roads.

The trainer had both hands in the pocket of his black pants as he strolled out of the town, nodding to the various folk who had greeted him a good morning. The people here were so... friendly.

Straightening out the creases in his jacket and shirt as he came to a small signpost placed just outside of Cherrygrove, the boy studied it carefully. After all those years of being there, it had gathered moss and cracks on it's woody surface.

"To Newbark town it is then,"Candle said outloud, it seemed like he was talking to himself.

That wasn't really a good sign.

Moments later, a form materialised beside the boy, the Slowpoke yawned groggily as it tried to shake it's sleepiness off. {Where're we headed to today, Candle-person?}Dona asked, closing his eyes as a chance showed itself in the form of the human looking back at the sign.

"Newbark Town, Dona. Newbark."

 

[Chibi-chan]

"You think you can take ten more Sitrus Berries with you Kappa?"

"I...guess so..." I watched helplessly Joy began to cram berries into my backpack; as if I would ever be able to carry it on my back. Blair began to puff up abit and stamp her foot. I calmly gave her a pat on the head, understanding her impatience and also a bit embarrassed as the line on the other side of the Pokemon Center counter became longer.

"Um Joy, the patients..."

"Well they'll have to wait! It's not every day you get to send someone off on a Pokemon Journey, is it?" She replied, now packing an extra rope. I sighed. There was no point in arguing...

A few minutes later, she finally stood up; with a rather accomplished expression, she handed me my overwieght backpack. I put it on my back and tried to catch my balance. Blair nearly caught me from falling over.

"Now you don't talk to bicycle gangs, right?"

"Right"

"Or join any teams?"

"...yes..."

"Or take every berry off a tree right?"

"....I've got it..." Nurse Joy beamed at me and began to push me towards the door while Blair followed after us. With a final embrace and a few more questions, the Nurse who had taken care of me finally had let me go.

"Now don't come back until you've got a good story to tell me, alright?" I smiled and nodded while beginning to walk away. "I love you Kapachi! You and Blair take care of yourselves!" I sighed and waved back until she disappeared out of sight. Just me and my party now...it was a hard thing to finally get my head around! Yet it also seemed a bit overwhelming.

"Well, first stop, Goldenrod. Got the map, Blair?"

"Chaaansey!" I smiled at her as she began to pace with me by my side. And so we were off.

 

[YoshiRiRu]

Coming around the back of the inn, Artemis made his way towards the empty stables. Nobody really used pokemon for travel anymore, except for flying ones. They either walked, or flew, usually. So naturally, the horse stable, which had been used for a great many years in the past, stood empty and lonely, except for a single Girafarig sleeping peacefully in one of the stables. Artemis smiled, and walked over to the kennel where his companion dozed.

"Melody.. Melody." Artemis softly called; but to no avail. The pokemon slumbered on.
"Ugh. Fine..." with a deep breath, he bellowed as loud as he could.

"MELODY!!"

At this, the pokemon snapped to attention with a squeal, and leapt up to her feet, glaring around, wild-eyed. Seeing the smirk on Artemis' face, Melody's face became contorted with rage.
<Oooooh, you beast! You little punk! Why, when I get my hands on you...> With a chuckle, Artemis patted his girafarig tenderly on the head.
"I'm sorry, girl. I tried to wake you up for like 5 minutes.. but.. you just... wouldn't wake up!" Artemis grinned mischeviously.
<Yeah, my tail you did. Now, if you'll excuse me, you brute, I need to fix my bow.> Artemis rolled his eyes, and turned away, his hands shoved casually into his pocket. Whenever she wasn't battling, Melody always had a hot pink bow in hair, right behind her right ear. It was VERY important to her that this remained intact, and undamaged at all times.
<Now. Why did you feel the need to interrupt my beauty sleep in the first place?> she scoffed, and threw her head back, her gorgeous white mane flapping behind her. Artemis smiled.
"We've got work to do. I need you to take me to the Miltank Farm and back. We need to pick up some stuff for Dad. I've got a list on my Pokegear, come on." With a simple, yet very graceful motion, Artemis swung himself upon Melody's back, and dashed out of the stable into the morning sunlight.

While he had never really thought about it, Artemis was quite an accomplished rider. He had had Melody ever since he was a young child, and had always enjoyed riding her to and fro. Although they don't look the part, Girafarig are incredibly powerful and speedy runners, so within a matter of minutes, he had reached full gallop and was dashing out of Ecruteak City towards the Olivine City Miltank Farm. Artemis loved the wind rustling through his hair, and blowing his shirt all around him. It was only about a quarter-mile to the farm, so it wasn't long at all before Melody began to slow to a canter, then to a trot, then to a walk, and finally stopped in front of the farm.

Hopping off, and handing his steed a piece of pokemon food, he headed into the farm. Coming up to the door, he knocked three times, gingerly. ...No answer. He tried the door, but to no avail. He looked at his Pokegear, checking the time. "12:14." They must be out on lunch. I think I'll just grab something myself in Olivine." Heading back to Melody, he mounted swiftly, and they headed into the large seaside city.