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Name: William Shyndow
Age: 13
Pokémon: Charmader
Final Team: Charizard, Golduck, Tyranitar, Machamp, Snorlax, Nidoking
Legendary: Zapdos
Personality: William is smart, there's no question about it. His intelligence far outstrips even the most well known and effective psychologists, sending them babbling incoherently back to their own clinics. His brain is so large, that it seems his head is too small to fit the brain. The one downside about being so smart, is that his social skills suffer. He cannot get on with somene who is stupider than he is without scaring them out of their skin. His very vocabulary is enough to send any normal person running for his or her life. He will never listen to other people's opinions, believing his to be the only solution. However, they often are. He has the ability to close his eyes, and remove his mind from his body, oblivivous of the surroundings, to contemplate on a situation, and come up with an effective plan to get out of it. However, it is never he who is made to do the plan, but someone with alittle more physical strength, and life's experiences. However, he has saved pleanty of lives like this, and employs this tactic while battling with his Charmander.
Appearance: William has dark hair, which falls in front of his face. The hair is often combed neatly to one side, so that his vision is not distorted. His eyes are a ghastly blue in colour, radiating intelligence out of them. His smile is so scary to look at, that people often believe that he is a vampire, which is hard not to believe, when yo look at his bleached skin, and evil-looking smile, enough to send shivers down anybody's spine. His body is pathetically weak, and devoid of any muscle whatsoever. This is why he must always have someone strong around him, and in most cases it is his Charmander. He wears nothing but the finest two piece suits, made for navy-blue material, and tailored by some o the world's most famous companies, to fit. Even his watch, is custom made, showing the time of three diferent places all on one screen, a calculator, a temperature reader, and live satelite feed into whatever location he currently is, maing it impossible or him to get lost. His shoes are made from leather, black and shiny from constant polishing by his maids and manservants.
History: William has never known how it feels to be hungry, poor, or, for that matter, uncomfortable. His entire life has been spent in luxury, as his family is one of the top five richest families in Johto. His house is more like a mansion than anything. White marble everywhere, and servants running around, picking after him. But despite thhis richness, and his obvious adult-like intelligence, he still has that child-like belief in magic, and the supernatural. On one of hisinternet trawls, he picked up wind of the legend. Reading all that there was on that particular page, he ran a search on a search engine, and found a string of at least fifteen links about the legend. He narrowed it down to five, as the other ten were completely useless. He read all he could aout the legends, finding it fascinating to even read about. Thinking carefully about al of his options, he picked up his fellow partner Charmander, and went off, looking for more information on the legend. He can call the mansion anytime he wants, calling for backup, and within one hour, a helicopter shall be hovering overhead, dropping down trained fighters. He is never truly alone.
Other: -None-
RP Sample: This i from another RP I've done, but if you want a new and fresh one, all you need to do is yell, and I'll whip something up for you.
Holy crap!
I stared in wonder at the room in front of me, and just could not believe it. I had never imagined that the Tower would have such difficult obstacles to pass. I looked around at the floor, taking in its dangers. The obvious, and first danger would be the walls of Plasmatium that are trying to kill me. Although at first sight, the walls seem to be jutting out randomly, nothing can actually be completely random, unless there is a human being behind a control panel, making it. Otherwise, whatever mechanical thing was making the walls jut out definitely had to repeat itself once in a while, even if it took ages to do so. The safest thing to do would be to wait for it, and see when the walls jutted out, but that would take too much time. I had to think of another way.
I looked beyond the jutting out pillars, and swore. Even if I did manage to see when the pillars came out, I would just fall down onto a ramp of ice, which would take me down into a pit, where I would be subject to a landslide, and later be cut to pieces by Cutterbots, that was, if I survived the pillars, the freezing ice, and the landslide. This would take all of the energy from me and my Pokémon. Only brain power could help here. This was one place where brute force would not be of any help at all. Now I really wished that I hadn't gotten out of bed.
Well, Arcanine would be the best for this situation, but I'll have to keep Aerodactyl at the ready, before I slide down the ice. I slowly plucked Arcanine's poké-ball from my belt, and held it out in front of me, surveying it with concentrated eyes. I threw it into the air, where it snapped open, flooding the vicinity in a white light, and revealing my Arcanine.
His canine structure was now more prominent than ever, as his eyes darted around, his nose twitched, and his ears swivelled to take in all of the details of the Tower of One Hundred Challenges. For the first time ever, I saw a hint of fear flicker across his face, but he quickly covered that emotion, and looked up at me, with understanding eyes. His soft orange and black fur stood hackled around his neck, while his yellow teeth were bared. He planted his feet wide, and held his ground as I quickly explained to him what my idea was.
"See these pillars that seem to randomly strike each other from each side of the wall? Well, the quickest way to get past them would be to evade them, and even though there is a slight space at the top, I doubt that Aerodactyl would fit, so you would be the obvious choice. Now, I know that with me on your back, I'll slow you down, but I need to get across, so move as fast as you can. I'll take it from there, once you've made it across," I quietly whispered, stroking Arcanine's fur.
He gave a gruff nod, and bent his hind legs, so that I could climb up on his back. I sat on the shoulder blades, just in front of his fore legs. Although his is not the customary seating on an Arcanine, my Arcanine told me that it was the most comfortable on him, so I agreed to it. I placed my legs around his breast, interlocking my feet together, but trying not to squeeze too hard. I bent over, pushing my face into Arcanine's soft mane, and squeezing him with me knees to tell him that I was ready.
He stood in one spot for a while, seeming to wait for the right moment. But after standing there for almost fifteen minutes, I was about to sit up straight an ask him what he was doing, and as I did, he bound forward. I quickly grasped his fur with my hands, and held on tightly as we charged forward. I felt a rush of air as one of the pillars slammed the opposite wall from behind us, and Arcanine and I were tossed forward in a heap. Arcanine quickly rose up, and continued. This process happened several numbers of times, until suddenly, we were too slow, and the pillar slammed into the wall, ahead of us, trapping us off. And we were right in the path of another pillar, and it was coming on fast.
I had no other choice.
"Go, Kangaskhan!"
I threw another poké-ball into the way of the onward-coming pillar, and it once again, erupted in an iridescent light, that slowly took the form of my Kangaskhan. Kangaskhan stood tall and strong as it roared a menacing roar, while the baby Kangaskhan in its pouch squeaked in unison. The one thing that I liked about Kangaskhan was that I never needed to tell him what to do. He would just asses the situation, and immediately act. His eyes scanned over me, Arcanine, and the oncoming pillar, and his eyes glinted in recognition.
He closed his eyes, facing the pillar, and pushing his hands out in front of him, while Arcanine and I squeezed against the other pillar in front of us, trying to make it open. However, Arcanine was trained for speed, and not for strength, and we could not do it. But we were now not in Kangaskhan's way. The pillar flew forward, and Kangaskhan took the full force of it, while its baby squealed form inside its pouch. The pillar continued to move, pushing Kangaskhan with it, but he was determined to stop it. He planted his feet wide and firm, and tried to dig his claws into the metallic flooring. The pillar considerably slowed down, but it would still crush Kangaskhan if it reached the wall.
I then knew what I had to do.
Closing my eyes, I summoned upon the power that my suit had granted me. Yelling out the triple-syllable word, "LIVEWIRE", I held my hands out in front of me, willing for my powers to work. For a split-second I felt a fleeting sensation of let-down, but I concentrated even harder, and I felt the familiar sensation of clutching my whip. I brought my hands down, allowing the whip to come into contact with the wall in front of me. The imagination of having Kangaskhan being crushed was sickening, and it spurred me to work faster, and so I did. I let loose the charge of electricity that completely covered the pillar, and sent the currents waving through it. The power of the electrical whip was enough to short-circuit the pillar, and it became loose enough for Arcanine and I to push it open.
Quickly recalling Kangaskhan, and Arcanine, the sudden wind rush from the pillar that Kangaskhan had previously been holding when it hit the wall was deafening, and I was sent careening down towards the crumbling floor. I landed on the metallic bit, just in front of the floor, and swore loudly, as I saw the gap extending towards me. I couldn't think right, as I saw the gap, extedning closer nad closer towards me, making. I began to shiver, as I though about falling down that gap, and my mind began to race. There was only one way I would be able to get myself out of this mess, and that was by using stretegy. And I knew just how to do it.
"Go, Onix!"
The poké-ball slipped form my fingers, and rolled down towards the gap. Looking horrified, I begged and pleaded with all my might for Onix to appear. Seconds before falling down into the pit, he ball snapped open, and I heard a powerful roar emit from it, as a bright white light appeared, to create Onix. Onix's hard body glinted in the little light that was available on this particular floor. He looked at me, his black eyes shinging with intelligence, something that one doesn't often see in an Onix's face. However, my Onix was bred, and trained to perfection, and therefore, would be able to be smarter than an average Onix. I needed smartness from a strong and long Pokémon right now, and Onix fit the bill.
"Listen, Onix. You see the crumbling floor? If I fall down that, it's bye, bye Sam. I need you to stretch across as far as you can, and touch the other end, while still keeping your tail here, so that I can climb over. I promise that you won't get hurt, okay?" I asked.
Onix nodded in recognition, and whipped his tail around the short-circuited pillar, and lashed out his head, across the gorge. For a split second, I thought that he would make it, but all of a sudden, he stopped. His body was stretched out as far as it could reach, but the floor was too far away. I swore, and pulled out Aerodactyl's poké-ball, flining it into the air. Quickly, Arodactyle made his appearance, released from his confinement, and landed next to me. With a quick look at me, he wondered if I should get onto his back, but I knew that form up there, the Plasmatium Cutterbots would be able to get me, instead, I decieded for a little unorthodox movement.
"Aerodactyl, fly over to Onix, and grab his face with your talons. Then stretch your face out to the floor in front of you," I commanded, in a quick whisper, now understanding how close I was to failig my first floor.
Following my commands, Aerodactyl opened his magestic wings, and flapped, three times, gaining a lot of altitude. He then folded them back, and dived down to Onix, as if Onix was his prey, and grabbed Onix's nose, much to the large rock snake's displeasure. He then grabbed hold of the opposite wall with his teeth, and grunted in readiness.
I quickly scalled Onix, as his rocks were easy to climb, but Aerodactyl was a different matter. Howevr, I soon amde it across, and recalling the two Pkémon, made my way onto the ice ramp. I was about to carefully make my way down, when suddenly, the ice beenath me felt slippery, and I slipped, falling down onto my backside. I recalled Onix and Aerodactyle from over my shoulder, and got ready. It was time for the big artillery.
I place my fingers on the ice, and dug them in, summoning all of the energy that I had left. Keeping my mind focussed, I yelled out the two words that I had not heard in three years. "TECTONIC SHIFT!", pulling apart the ground beneath me. I had five seconds to complete what I intended. Five…The earth began to crumble down as the crack made its way along the ice, further towards the wall that held back the sand. Four…The crack reached the metal platform where the landslide would take place. Three…two…one…The crack touched the metallic barrier, holding back the sand, and the barrier broke, sending the sand down. Fortunately, my time was up, and the crack closed. I landed face first, on the soft sand, panting.
Suddenly, Cutterbots rose up from the sand, and began to spin around at a high RPM, whipping up one massive sandstorm. I had only one Pokémon that could destroy these Plasmatium Cutterbots, and still come out alive. Quickly calling upon Butterfree, I released the little butterfly from her poké-ball. True, Butterfree would not seem like the ideal Pokémon to destroy these Cutterbots, but Butterfree worked on more than just brute force. Quickly responding to my command, Butterfree flew high in the sky, and above the sandstorm. Seeing the Butterfree, two of the four Cutterbots rose up from the sandstorm, and began to chase Butterfree around. It wasnow a fully fledged dog fight. Quicklycalling out directions for Butterfree to fly, she managed to evade the Cutterbots, but she would soon get tired, while the Cutterbots would manage to keep on going. One more command, that's all. Butterfree stood still, with the Cutterbots on either side. They spun quickly, and flew towards Butterfree. Seconds from the impact, she flew upwards, and the Cutterbots, who were computer programmed, and didn't haveany instincts, continued flying at each other, and when they hit, they both were cut up into tiny pieces.
"Two down. Two more to go," I muttered.
Butterfree, then flew up high above the sandstorm, and began to scatter a yellow powder downward, into the sandstorm. Although Stun Spore was originally meant to paralyze living things, it was obvious that it had some sort of chemical inside, which would slow down a moving being. Slowly, but steadily, the sandstorm began to reside, and in a couple of minutes, it stopped. I looked at the Cutterbots, and they were weakly spinning in circles in the sand, at such a slow rate, that even a Slowpoke would have been able to move faster.
Returning Butterfree, I exited through the wooden door.
