The Pokemon Adventure: Buhar Region

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I was hoping to start today but considering that i have a bunch of reservations but no actual sign ups we'll probally start tomorrow or monday.
 
Why is everyone so down on Bulbasaur? Bulbasaur is a great Pokemon! Anyway I've rped and run rps with most of the people on the reserved list so im pretty sure they'll get through but for some reason they drop out or don't sign up then yes.
 
It's not that bulbasaur is bad, it's just that Meowth suits her so much more, she's lost her Persian so she'd be more likely to try and replace it. Bulbasaur is good too though, I can imagine her sitting atop a Venusaur instead of actually walking herself LOL.
 
Here it is, Zim. Just tell me whether or not the Pokemon I've chosen is alright, cause I've got a back-up prepared if it isn't. BTW, we're still doing the whole steampunk thing, right?

GET BACK!

Name: Kristopher 'Kris' Lucian​
Gender: Male
Age: 17​

Appearance: Kris stands at six feet one inch, with solid grey eyes and short black hair gelled to one side, but still spiking up slightly. He has an easy complexion from spending an equal amount of his time outside as well as indoors. Upon his torso he wears a red dinner jacket, which extends past his waist at the back and ends in two points. This is worn over the top of a clean black button-up shirt with long sleeves, around his chest there is a copper ring which acts as protection from most weapons. He doesn't wear it for fear of being attacked; he simply saw other people wearing it and decided to add it to his ensemble.

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Moving on, Kris wears a pair of simply black dress pants to match his shirt. A short silver chain is attached to one of his belt loops and links to another one further along. His shoes are a pair of slick leather dress shoes with pointed toes, no laces, and slightly raised heels. Hanging from his neck is a pair of goggles, made mostly from copper, leather, and, of course, thick glass for the lenses.​

Personality: Despite his parents being peasants and growing up in poverty, with barely enough food to survive, Kris speaks with a sophisticated tone of voice. It's as if he were raised by the king himself. This is Kris' way of growing up and leaving the thought of his childhood behind him as he progresses into adulthood. This is also the reason why he has chosen to go on this Pokémon journey, to better mature himself for the world.

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Kris is a kind and thoughtful young man, but can easily become hostile if you get on his bad side or deprave him of something he yearns for. He's willing to help those in need, but usually expects thanks in return. With lots of upper body strength from growing up on a farm, and also plenty of leg muscle, Kris isn't someone you'd want to make your enemy. Best to just show him respect and not make him angry.​

History: As stated before, Kris lived on a farm with his mother and father. That's where he was born and that's where he grew up, this is the first time he's been away from home. Back then, all Kris' life consisted of was helping his father chop wood and hauling it back to the house, getting fresh water from the well, and ploughing the earth to get ready for the wheat which they grew. He'd also help his mother with small tasks from time to time, such as; making bread, sweeping, and washing clothes.

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As much as Kris hated doing this, he knew someday he'd be able to get away from all of it and make something of himself. His mother told him to stop dreaming, saying, 'Only people in the royal family make it in life. The best you can hope to be is a stepping stone for them.' This didn't deter Kris; instead, it made him angry. Kris didn't like being told to stop trying to better himself and just accept his life as a peasant. He knew that one day he'd succeed. That's why, when Professor Cotton sent out the notice that he was handing out Pokémon to new trainers, Kris leapt at the opportunity.​

RP Sample: Link. (old discontinued fanfic of mine)
Starter Pokémon: Bagon​
 
To I'm Not Your Hero: Awesome. Great SU! It just wouldn't be a real RP of mine if you and Zeta didn't join eh? You are accepted!
 
Name: Kyle Laurel (Get Back!)

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Day of Birth: September 20th

Appearance: Kyle is a child of a middle-class family, and as such, he must dress accordingly. For his journey, he is wearing a dark brown Norfolk Jacket, so that he isn't as restricted as he would be normally, and gray trousers. He is also wearing a brown bowler hat as well. He is wearing a gray waistcoat under his Norfolk jacket. His shoes are brown as well, and tougher to withstand the harsh roads.

Kyle himself isn't that bad looking. His skin is somewhat pale, but he doesn't burn in the sun, like others of his complexion. His hair is light-brown, and has been cut short as well, so it wouldn't get in his way. He also wears glasses, and its lenses are ovular in shape. His eyes are a bright blue, and his ears are somewhat large for his head. Kyle is about 4'10" tall, which is pretty short for a man of his age, always having to rely on others to get stuff for him. His frame is fairly thin as well. He isn't fat, nor is he muscular, only thin. His legs are short and thin, while his arms are a little long for how tall he is. His fingers are long as well. His fingernails aren't really kept up, so they look dirty.

He also wears a bracelet on his left arm, it is made of gold, and inscribed inside, away from view, are the words Kyle and Elise, symbolizing a relationship at his home. He also has a mark on his hat, due to something that happened with some paint before.

Personality: Kyle is an overall light-hearted person, who likes to rough it in the wilderness, which is why he finds pokemon training to be an appealing career. He also attempts to charm women with his words, but more often then not, he fails. Even having a wife, he still flirts, but is not serious in his attempts. To men, he acts cocky, confident, so that he can feel better about himself, while showing off his skills to others.

Kyle is a braggart as well, telling people about the things he did, even if no one's listening. He is afraid of large bodies of water, and does not want much to do with it, and another fear of his is to be locked up in prison, but he is not afraid to jump head first into a battle. A lot of people see this as a sign of stupidity, but he sees it as a sign of valor. To his wife, he is always kind and attempts to refrain from his flirtation, but he can't help himself at times. Despite his apparent attraction with every good-looking woman, he is indeed drawn to his wife the most.

History: Kyle was born to the Laurel family, a middle-class family that usually sent their kids on a journey, to let them collect money through battling others, and as soon as they settle down, they normally begin to work in crafts, like painting or metalworking. Chris was taught to paint at a young age, and is quite adept at it, not the best, but his paintings can sell. But with that, he hasn't had much time to see other people. He attempted to learn metalworking, but he couldn't get the grasp of it, so they taught him to paint. His older brother, Christopher Laurel who is but three years older then him always mocked him for being unable to do the family's metalworking, but as he got older, the taunts came less and less, and finally, three years ago, he went out on his own journey.

Kyle painted pictures to sell to people for money, earning quite a bit for his family, but despite his love for painting, he still wanted to go on a journey, partly to live outside, but partly to defeat his brother at something that they both could be good at. However, before he could go on his journey, he was told to stay so that they could solidify some sort of monetary position, or even make it into upper-class, so he stayed. At about the age of twelve, he met a girl named Elise, and she was of a middle-class family. They got to know each other, and eventually, Kyle was married to her, and at the age of seventeen, became a father of a pair of twins. Now Kyle is waiting to go on his journey, and to face his brother.

Three days before he went out, he received a letter from his brother, challenging him about a year later, which caused Kyle to get more excited about training. He felt sad to leave his family, but if he could win his challenge, he would be able to support his family better.

Starter Pokémon: Ralts (Male)

RP Sample: (This is a post I might or might not use in the other RP we're in, so… yeah. It's a redone fight between Chris and Clause. Only this time, it's more epic.)

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Name: Raydin Sear GET BACK!

Gender: Male

Age:19

Description: Raydin is about five foot ten and very thin. He has Blond hair which he prefers to dye black as the night. It's combed neatly, which gives him a very dignified look. He has long arms and legs. His skin is fairly white, due to him not going outside very much. He has a scar going down his right cheek from a spearow attack that occurred when he was just a child. His eyes, which are normally hazel or green, tend to shift in color when he wears something in a color other than black or grey.

His normal outfit consists of a white shirt with a black vest. He wears long black pants with everything, no matter what kind of weather is currently occurring. He also has two pairs of loafers, one pair is black and one pair is brown. When the weather gets cold, he usually wears a large light grey jacket. In his vest pocket, he has an antique pocket watch that was passed down to him by his father, who received it from his father and so on. It no longer works, because he is too afraid to give it to a watchmaker to have it repaired. His face is cleanly shaven as he believes that no man or teenager should look like a vagabond.

Personality: Raydin is a calm person with a warm personality. He smiles quite a bit, and when he does get angry, it's for something big. He sticks with his family and friends, and is willing to fight for them until the end. He loves pokemon and he is glad that he will finally get his chance to have one. He likes to think of himself as an 'Enforcer of Justice', and he will often abandon whoever he is with just to help someone in need or attempt to stop a mugging. This reckless behavior has nearly gotten him killed on several occasions. Raydin hate evil people, even though he has never had a chance to prove it, as he has never been in contact with an 'evil' person.

He loves to read, which is shown by his many attempts to pull all-nighters just to finish a good book. His all time favorites are the Sherlock Holmes books, and he likes to think of him as a role model, even though Raydin doesn't smoke or solve murder crimes. He also loves to draw, even if he isn't good at it. In fact, he tried to draw a mudkip once, but it ended up looking like a ditto. He has been taught many…questionable skills by his parents, Eva and Phill Sear. Raydin loves to eat, but he hates being fat or overweight, which led to him being bulimic. If he realizes that he gorged himself or that he ate something really unhealthy, he will attempt to purge it from his system. It is actually a pet peeve of his if people bother him about it.

That pet peeve was stuck more and more, until it became too much for him. He now opens up to no one, except pokemon. He has learned to tell what they are trying to say by observing their body language, as that is one of the most important functions of the pokemon language. Raydin uses it to get the gist of their conversation, and he is usually fairly accurate at translating. He can only do it with local pokemon though, as he has had practice with no other species.

History: Raydin was born moments after his family entered the Buhar region. His parents always told him it was fate that allowed him to be delivered to them on the hour after they had 'escaped their past'. They refused to tell him what they meant by this, saying that it was over, and unnecessary to return to. Although they never did tell him their past, from the age of three to the age of 12, they taught Raydin how to lockpick, pickpocket, and even steal! These lessons went hand in hand with his gentlemen lessons, as they told him never to use the skills unless absolutely necessary, or if he was asked by someone 'of higher rank then him'. Raydin has carried these skills from the age of 3, and he was adept at them by the time he was 7.

When Raydin turned 6, he was enrolled in school. It was like a normal school, only it had Pokemon studies and etiquette classes. He excelled in both of them, as he was taught etiquette by his parents, and he absolutely loved the strange creatures known as pokemon. Raydin had often bonded with his parent's pokemon, two rattatas named Guido and Porkpie. They were old though, and they didn't provide much entertainment for him. His friend Sammy, a girl that was about 18, became friends with Raydin when he turned 8. Sammy had gotten her pokemon, a pachirisu about a year back, and she could not convince herself to actually start her journey. She became a breeder, befriending pokemon instead of battling them.

Raydin went to Sammy's daycare every day, just to hang out with the baby pokemon. It never mattered what kind of weather was occurring, or how much homework he had, he ALWAYS put time aside for Sammy's daycare.

When Raydin turned 13, he became exposed to health class. Yes, he saw how babies were made, he learned all about sex Ed, and none of it fazed him. What truly affected him was learning about eating a healthy diet. When they played the video about junk food and they showed the blob of fat, he was appalled and he swore off of greasy fatty foods forever. He has attempted to hold himself to that swear, but every time he tried, he was swayed by the unhealthy junk. Then they learned about eating disorders. They began talking about how bad it was for you, but Raydin didn't pay any attention to that. He had the solution to his problem.

He decided to become bulimic, and he no longer worried about what he ate, because he would just purge it from his body when he decided it was too unhealthy. This went on for four years before it was discovered by none other than Shelly. She told him that until he got everything under control, he was forbidden from going to her daycare. Raydin went to therapy, and he was declared 'cured' about six months later. Shelly 'tested' him by feeding him only Junk food for three months. He secretly took diet pills during this time, even though they didn't work completely. By the end of the three months, he had a small layer of fat over his ribs and stomach.

Shelly seemed satisfied, and she allowed him to return to the daycare. He obtained a part-time job there, and things have finally begun to look up. He has heard that there are going to be free pokemon given out, and he has decided to get one of his very own.

Starter: Totodile (Female)

RP sample

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To pikapip: Man why is everyone putting an exclamtion point after Get Back? Don't you know its a Beatles song...? Anywho great SU! I was worried before you were finished as Raydin seemed rather One-Dimenional, but thankfully you fixed that. One small problam (One I caused). There wouldn't exactly be any schools about Pokemon as being a Trainer is considered being super low-class and there wouldn't be any videos at all. Again thats my fault for not clarifing that so don't change it. You are accepted with a Totodile! (BTW incase you haven't figured it out, Totodile is my favorite Pokemon :D)
 
Between other players? I'm not forcing you too as some people use this type of roleplay to just do their own thing but if you want to you certainly can, as long as you clear it with the person you want to interact with first. Also first chapter should be up today! I'll also be participating in the RP now since no one's taken Elekid so my profile will be up with the OCC thread when it gets accepted.
 
Chapter 1: Hatchery Town
Number of Posts: 1​

Description: A rather small town situated between Magikarp Lake and the Fishing Outpost. All the residents here are either fishermen or have a business related to fishing which gives the whole town a fish-like smell. This is not a good thing. With its grey mesh of nets and hastily applied frame work of houses, it's anyone's why someone would want to live here. The one shining light of this town however is Prof. Cotton's laboratory.

He is the lead expert on everything Pokémon that's been discovered so far. A rather short man with a nice handlebar moustache and a rather nerdish pair of glasses on his face, you can't tell whether to take laugh at him or be intimidated. He is a rather blunt man when it comes to conversations and seems to care more for Pokémon than people, but loves to see the spirit of adventure burn within young trainers. He is currently in his lab, at the top of the highest hill in Hatchery Town awaiting the young trainers who will come to claim the new Starter Pokémon. He will also be giving out a small leather bound book to all the new trainers, something he calls a Pokedex, as well as steam powered ball like objects he calls Pokeballs. They are red on the top and white on the bottom with four small holes that release steam when the ball is being used.

(OOC: Just make a post about getting your stuff from Cotton and how you got there)
 
Name: Lucian Aridale
Age: 18

Appearance:
The first thing one would notice about Lucian is his height. He stands above many people, but even with his father at six feet two inches. His eyes are green, though he has been told they look almost gold in very bright sunlight. Many people adore his eyes because of this, though Lucian doesn't really care because they're just eyes. His skin is medium pale. Not sun-tanned and not very white like someone who barely gets out and about. As for his hair, Lucian prefers to keep it moderately long. He had to convince his father that it would not look girlish, so he takes very careful care of his hair. It is a brown color with natural sandy highlights. If he didn't comb it, his hair would be a complete curly mess. It falls to a bit above his shoulders currently.

For clothing, Lucian has some of the best. His pants are black suspenders that go to his clean black shoes. He wears a laundered and absolutely spotless white frilly shirt. Technically only the neck and cuffs are frilly, but otherwise Lucian doesn't know how to describe it. Over this shirt he wears a black jacket that goes to a bit above his knees. The buttons on his jacket are a shiny gold. Now back to his spotless shoes. Lucian's shoes are technically boots. They go all the way up to his knee. They turn out at the top, and his pants are stuffed down in the boots. So technically they reach the boots, it's just Lucian's boots are rather tall. They are made out of a fine soft material, which Lucian finds rather enjoyable.

He does not worry himself with accessories. Occasionally he will put a spare tie for his hair in the pockets of his jacket, but other than that simple object there is nothing. Yes, he has obtained multiple valuable trinkets in his life, but Lucian does not see the need to wear them unless he is going to some sort of fancy dinner thing.

Personality:
Lucian's one big stiff. He's quiet no matter who he's around. He doesn't trust anyone, ever. This is because of his people issues, which played a great part in shaping the "man" that he is. Lucian does indeed think of himself as a man because of the things he has seen, and will not let anyone else tell him otherwise. Lucian isn't the type to be mean for no reason to a person, however, he will simply be blunt and seemingly standoffish. Truthfully he would enjoy getting close to a person, but he keeps that wish locked deep within himself. If someone would try to get him to admit it, he would most likely tell them to please get away from his personal life. Lucian does try to be polite and well mannered, even if he is telling someone to back off indirectly.

Lucian is rather bold as well. It fits with his stubborn attitude, so they probably went hand and hand when he grew up. If a challenge is presented to him, Lucian will refuse to back down until said challenge has been solved (by him). That being said, Lucian is also a fairly smart person. He's cunning and clever, but not to an extreme point. The level of brainpower he currently has is probably from his schooling as a child through his teen years. Lucian is rather proud of the fact that he is pretty well rounded in terms of his abilities. The only thing he can't seem to bring himself to want to do is take the time to actually learn these skills. Though he is a moderately fast learner (which shows through his abilities), he detests the learning process because he generally finds it dull.

History:
Lucian, though he hates admitting it, was mostly pampered throughout his life. His father was the owner of some rich company, so through that Lucian benefited (or he didn't, if one would wish to view it that way). Sure, Lucian didn't turn out snobby (though he may sometimes come off that way), but he did learn to trust in the more refined things of life. That, of course, is not always a good thing. Anyway, Lucian's mother had sadly passed in an attempt to have another child. Both Lucian's mother and unborn sister died. Lucian was roughly six years of age, and that was the first time he learned not to love someone so much. The pain was just unbearable.

As he grew, Lucian continued to be taught by his private tutors. His father said that school was for poor people, and that he wanted Lucian to be properly educated so he could one day take over the company. Lucian never really had much experience with Pokemon, but it was something that made him curious. Often times he would see them from the window of the room he was studying in and wonder what made them so great. Of course, his father said that Pokemon were just play things and unacceptable for a young man to play with. So, Lucian smothered that curiosity as best he could and focused (well, as much as he could manage anyway) on his studies.

When he was fourteen, Lucian made friends with a girl. She was poor as dirt, but Lucian found her fun. She was truthfully the reason he got introduced to Pokemon. When his father found out, however, Lucian was forbidden to see her. Once a week at night he would sneak out and play with her and the little Pidgey that was often in her company though. Soon his father learned of this, and Lucian was punished. The girl (because she lived on Lucian's father's grounds) and her family were banished. Lucian felt true hurt in this, and soon closed himself off to his father. He vowed to never trust another person again in his life.

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Starter Pokémon: Elekid
 
Luccoiola had been walking down a dusty road on his way to Hatchery Town because he didn't have the money to get himself there any other way so walking was his only option and with glassy fields as fair as the eye could see and only a dusty road to lead the way Lucciola knew he had a long journey ahead of him, so he continued walking but it wasn't long before he heard a carriage coming his way so without looking stepped off of the path to get out of the way so as not to be trampled over by horses. And as the carriage went past Lucciola had an idea that if he jumped on the back of the carriage where the bags usually sit he'd have a better way to travel and from the looks of it they were heading the same way he was or at least in the same direction, so he started running up behind the carriage and made a jump for the baggage shelf which he was thankfully able to grab and prop himself up on it.

Once on the back of the black and gold carriage Lucciola placed his bag against a small wall beside him and used it as a pillow as he laid down and propped his feet up on the other side of the baggage shelf while he allowed the driver to take him all the way to Hatchery Town in splendor and style, which is something he's never really done before and the fact he was riding in the back of it free of charge pretty much meant this was as close as he was going to get to riding in style. But he thought he'd take advantage of it and closed his eyes in till they got to town and while he was asleep he dreamed of all the adventures he'd have with his new pokemon, though he didn't have any actual visual aids to go on as many of the things he knew of the world came from books he'd read in his spare time or at home. Unfortunately he was knocked awake by the carriage going on a gravel road that ended up being that bumpy that he was thrown off the back of the carriage and onto the ground below but he was thankful to have his bag follow him, as he got up from the ground Lucciola dusted himself off and picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder then looked around where he'd landed.

And upon inspection the town he was in looked like a dank village with mostly wooden buildings and nets spread periodically over balconies or shop fronts while some places had stalls out in the open with fresh fish placed on ice and the fishy smell didn't help the look and feel of the place but he knew he was in the right place, at least from the description he found in a travel book he glimpsed at before heading off and thankfully it told him that the one place that would stick out would be Professor Cotton's laboratory. So he walked down the gravel road with his bag over his shoulder and having to adjust his newsboy cap which had gone slightly off centre because of the fall, then he continued to look at the quint little town that reminded him of town in a book he once read that told of far away ports that did nothing but fish.

Soon he'd walked around half the town taking in the sights of wooden buildings, fishing nets, boats and the odd mean looking sailors or fishermen many of which gave him a nasty look because he seemed so out of place even in a town like this but as he got to the far end of town he found a building that looked very different from the others he'd seen previously, which the fact it wasn't made of wood was a fairly dead give away but so was the fences and clean looking appearance of it in general as it seemed a little grey but still clean and polished almost. Lucciola walked up the paved path that seemed to extend to the entrance of the fence line and to the big wooden door which Lucciola knocked on using the large brass knocker that was hanging on it, after hearing a loud come in Lucciola opened the door and saw what looked like something out of a Jules Verne novel.

The place had test tubes and all kinds of scientific things that were way past even Lucciola's knowledge of things and he's read a lot of books so it surprised when he saw things he had absolutely no clue about, but he chalked it up to no real schooling and continued walking down through the grey building till he saw a short man with glasses sitting at a desk. He was playing with some kind of machinery that Lucciola wasn't sure about but figured it was important "Ah sorry to bother you, I'm Lucciola and I came here to pick up the pokemon Trapinch" kindly expressed Lucciola as he approached the desk while trying not to cause any trouble. And the man stopped what he was doing and looked at Lucciola while adjusting his glasses a little "Yes Yes, Lucciola you're one of those new trainers I've been expecting, and you're the first to arrive lucky you" replied Professor Cotton who then got up from his chair and started tinkering with a draw not far behind him.

After a few moments of the man rummaging through the draw he turned back around and placed about seven items on the table in front of Lucciola, one was a leather bound book with a tie around it which had pokedex written in beige letters on the front of it while the other items were six strangely called balls. The top side were red while the bottom was white and they seemed to have a few holes around the edges of them for some reason, and while Lucciola was looking at these strange items Cotton picked up the one pokeball that had been set aside from the others. "Here is your pokemon Lucciola, I expect you to take good care of him and raise him well" commented Cotton who then handed the ball directly to Lucciola, who took it in his hand and looked at it with amazement because he didn't know pokemon could fit in such small little devices. "The book you see is to record any and all information you find out about pokemon on your journey and the balls will help you catch and hold other pokemon" explained Professor Cotton.

So with the excitement of meeting his new traveling companion Lucciola pressed the button on the front of the ball and in a bust of steam the Trapinch appeared on the desk and kinda resembled a scary looking pinkish brown ant with jaws, "Trapinch, Trapinch" exclaimed the pokemon as it looked at Lucciola "I have no idea what you just said mate but I'm Lucciola and I hope we can have lots of fun and adventure together" expressed Lucciola with a smile. He then looked back at Cotton "Thank you sir, I promise I'll take good care of him and do my best to become the best trainer there is" added Lucciola as he shook Cotton's hand, he then put all the items that were on the desk in his bag but left Trapinch's pokeball to be put in his pocket.

Then he bid his farewells to the man and motioned for Trapinch to follow him "Trap, Trapinch" replied the pokemon as it jumped off the desk and followed Lucciola to the door of the building, then Lucciola and Trapinch exited the building and headed down the path back into the dank old town below. And even though Lucciola knew that trainers weren't often liked in popular society he wanted to keep Trapinch beside him for the time being, so they walked along the gravel road and towards the dock for a chance to sit down and think of their next destination.

(OOC - sorry about that mate, I kinda rushed it a little and it was early in the morning so I kinda wasn't all there, I hope this is better)
 
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To Lucciola: Ehhh...mmm...Ok. So your post was fine for the first post but its just got some problems. 1) It kinda happened fast. One second he's arrived in town, the next he's walking around town with Trapinch. How did he get there, what did he think of the town, why did he not have money? Let the reader know a little about your character. If I didn't have your SU I wouldn't know who Lucciola is. 2) You have a problem with run on sentences. This is a problem that everyone has and I know I certainly have it. Take a look at your first sentence to see what I mean. 3) Practically NO description. What does the town look like, what did the Pokeball look like, what was the Pokedex look like, what was Trapinch like, what exactly was the sound Trapinch made like? (Signiture Trapinch sound ain't gonna cut it here; I'm fine with it just going "Trapinch") Just some more detail would be good. Last thing: Cotton dosen't know any of the trainers or what their backgrounds are like. He only knows names and what Pokemon they want. I'm sorry if I didn't make that clear. It just seems odd that Cotton would be like "Oh here you guy that is lower class though I just met you!" I'm very very sorry if it seems like I'm just cutting you down on what you may consider nit-picking but there are some major problems that definitly need to be fixed in later posting. But this is why God invented first posts so you can learn from mistakes and become better for it.

Lucciola recieved a Level 5 Trapinch, 5 Pokeballs, and a Pokedex!
 
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