The Pythagora Wand

[Skitty-chan]

The Pythagora Wand​

Alright, as of now no one else can sign-up. Although, the only person that can post a sign-up sheet is Mikachu. If you're not Mikachu then you cannot post because I'm only human and can only take so many people.

Why does Mikachu get to sign-up and not you? Well she PM'ed me and was nice. So there.

That is all.

~Story~​

Once upon a time, in a time of the legend of Aaron and Rukario, there was a far away kingdom. This kingdom was blessed with happiness and merriment. Everyday was prosperous - the citizens has their food, the king and queen were benevolent. All was at peace.

One day though, the king and queen were not so benevolent. One of their highest mages, a warlock named Devidan, was accused of doing horrible acts to Pokemon. The warlock made them go through tortuous physical experiments and chemical testing, all for his own knowledge and no permission to do so from the king and queen. For his awful acts toward Pokemon, which all the nobles and the citizens loved, Devidan was banished from the kingdom, never to set foot in the land ever again.

Pokemon and citizens all rejoiced. The evil warlock was banished.

But soon, that would change.


The warlock Devidan got his hand upon the legendary Pythagora Wand. It's power was very unknown, but it was said that whomever laid their hands upon this destructive wand, they would be able to summon any spell they so wish, and it also enhances the magic power of the user. When Devidan touched the wand, he knew that he should use it for his own gain, and get revenge for the people who hurt him the most: that Kingdom of Light.

Followed by a dark and wicked cloud, the warlock overwhelmed the castle guard. It only took a while before Devidan came to throne room, snatching the crown to his glory. For all their punishment, he turned the royal family, the nobles, and the guard into their internal Pokemon spirits, and thus turning them into Pokemon. Devidan kept them in the castle, but even with his tight grip, Princess Vexan escaped in the form of a Ninetails.

Although the crown was his, Devidan did not have the citizens at rest. They all tried to retaliate, but they were devoured in darkness. For their mutinying acts, Devidan went to the villages and gave them the same curse as was put on the castle. Villages left and right were being turned into Pokemon, and most of them stood down, giving into the warlock's power and reign. Luckily, not all of the villages had that fate turned on them.

One village has the Pythagora Wand legend. They say there are gems, known as the Algorithm Gems, that can dilute the wands power. They are supposedly spread across the land, hidden in temples. This village vowed that if ever that warlock came, they would go and find the gems and fight back at the dark Devidan, instead of backing down. And as dark clouds come even closer to the village, this might come sooner then they think.

~Rules~​

Okay, hopefully most of you know the rules of the role playing forum, but I'm very picky about these rules:

1. Make each post you make a paragraph each. That also means four lines at least, which ever. Can't think of what to fill in four lines that should be just a one line post? Then your not creative enough! Come on, it's not that hard. Fluff man, fluff.

2. No spam. Of course I'll know who would anyway on the sign-up sheet, but whatever. This means not a lot of OOC posts. But, you know, OOC posts are totally cool and all, just not a lot is all I'm saying.

3. DON'T EVER TYPE YOUR SENTENCES WITHOUT A SPACE AFTER THE PUNCTUATION! I hate this! I will never ever have you join this if you do this. It hurts my eyes, and your eyes must just be scared if you do this. Remember, every time you do this, a Skitty dies. You heard me. Dies. And I'm talking about this, just in case you don't just get it:

GOOD:

Super Sean turned around to the rat king. "I don't know what you intend to do or why you would do it, Jelly, but it seems that your mind is not at ease." Mr. Yie grabbed his head as though it was in pain. "No! Not again!"

BAD!!:

jermey went across the water with lanturn."wow that was great!" said the trainer to his pokemon."lanturn" said the lanturn, as if it didn't know how to talk because this author feels like pokemon can't have a real conversation.the two ran off and played some lame water game.whatever.LOL!

Seriously, do that and I'll find where you live. Holy- I just killed a Skitty because I typed that! NO!!

4. I really will find where you live if you use internet language. I hate that stuff. Why? Because for one it makes anyone who uses it look like they have very poor language skills, and two, I don't know that many. I have to look it up on Google, and then have to find what it means in the context. Go to the Neopets boards if you like that junk so much. Or the 4Kids forums. Not PC.

5. Yeah, this is the last one. On your description for your sign up, don't use the word "emo." It has NO definition. It's one of those words that can mean anything you want it to mean. It's a good strategy for the Bush administration, but not here.

~Sign Up Sheet~​

Hey, your almost done reading this dumb thing! Here's the Sign-Up sheet. I put what your supposed to write in the space next to the label. Have fun!

UPDATE! NOT ACCEPTING ANYMORE SIGN-UP'S FROM NOW ON! Unless you're Mikachu, then go ahead.


Name: (Hey, this should be obvious. But hey, be cool and make sure you name doesn't look like someone else's)

Age: (I don't care. Your age of your character. Heck, you could be 80 if all I care. But one thing, make the age a real age. Not 1000 years old or something. That's lame.)

Gender: (Male, Female, and if you want to be kinky, it.)

Social Status: (Are you a local noble or a peon? Choose whatever and stick with it.)

Pokemon Spirit: (This will be what you'll turn into eventually. No legendary pokemon, no made up pokemon. That's it.)

Description: (Make it good, make it long, make it not have the description of a wall.)

Personality: (This is the fun part! Hey, one thing though, if someone is already a loner, make yours not a loner. I hate that kind of character and I can only take one of them in an RPG.)

History: (Another fun one! Don't be lame and fart on this. This makes it so other people can know the person behind the... Mask? Whatever.)

Other: (If you don't know what "other" is, this RPG is not for you. Go away {this is a joke... Heh..}.)

RP Sample: (This is a test to see how well you write in an RPG. I won't tell you how to do this part. It's on your own.)


Hey! It's done! WOO HOO! Have fun. Oh, and here's my Sign-Up sheet:

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Name: Säde Christie

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Social Status: Farmer Girl

Pokemon Spirit: Chikorita

Description: Säde wears a light green dress which has a green plaid front. It's not real fancy since it always gets dirty from farming. She wears simple leather shoes and also wears a bracelet that's made of glass. Säde also wears a necklace that has buds on it. She made it when she was little and has always been proud of it. Her hair is a dark green and is in a pony tail, looped in a blue scrunchy. Her eye's are a nice light brown.

Personality: Säde is a little bold, but not harshly so. Everyone kind of thinks of her as the rough farmer girl. Säde thinks of the little people that make the kingdom, probably because she's a farm girl. She is also kind of shy around new people, but when you get to know her better, she opens up. As for Pokemon, she loves them, as do most people. Säde though thinks of Pokemon as people then what most of the villagers think of them as: just used for work. Her and her father always fight about this.

History: Born in the village she still grows up in, Säde was always in the farm. She loves growing plants and she also likes Pokemon. One day though a Tauros got very upset and attacked her when she was little and ever since then she never likes Tauros, though she absolutely loves Miltank. Säde' birthday is coming up, and her family says that when she turns 18 that she'll be wed to another man named Baethan. She doesn't like him and never will.

Other: She owns a pet Growlithe who she's had for many years.

RP Sample:


Säde walked the streets of her village. It was at night; the stars were out, the wind was cold. All the while as she walked the streets, she could tell that among the people there, they all had fear in their faces, fear that they too would fall under the spell of Devidan's evil magic. Some around feared that they would turn into Pokemon and never be turned back. Säde also had this fear in her head, but unlike most of the people she was prepared to turn to her new life.

The farm girl picked up her bread basket that she used to buy bread for and walked over towards the shop. "Hello," said Säde, pushing the green hair that hung in her face. A round man came over to Säde, took his meaty hands and petted his mustache. "Oh, hello Säde! Did you come for some bread?"

"Uh, yes," said the farm girl. "It's been a good batch so far."

"I suppose so," said Säde. She took a few rolls and a loaf. The farmer looked back at the store owner and asked, "How do you feel about what's been going on?"

Of course the store manager knew she meant Devidan's ruling. "Well... I won't say that I'm happy about it," he whispered. "But I don't know who to tell what I think these days. I hear that Devidan's spies are everywhere..."

Säde agreed and she left the store. Outside she looked over and saw her future husband Baethan, who was standing next to his fat black stallion.

"Maybe he won't see me," thought Säde as she zoomed by. But it was too late.

"Ah, Säde!" said Baethan, as he came over toward the farm girl.

Beathan's face was quite handsome. Nicely curled hair was pouffy on the top of Baethan's head. He had large ears, but too large, and his voice was light and neat. He wore a red jacket that was made of a nice velvet and his gloves that he had were brown.

"How are you this evening, Säde?" said the fiancee as he bowed to her.

"I'm fine," said Säde, turning away. "Now go away. I have to get home."

"How many days is it?" said the noble, flaking off his shoulder. "Is it two days from now?" As he said that, Säde stopped in the street. "Ah yes. Two days until your 18th birthday. Yes... Then I can be closer to you."

Säde turned to her future husband and told him, "Yes, it is two more days! And I'll love every minute until then! I'll never like you... never will..." As she glared at him, Säde turned and left towards home, to her father who was at the moment tending to the fields. With none of the two knowing what was happening in the far mountains.

 

[Cait Sith]

Name: Knepen Älvan

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Social Status: Local Thief (and underground peasant)

Pokemon Spirit: Meowth

Description: His hair, its color being a light brown, is a bit long (as in chin-length), and sticks out due to thickness and volume. His eyes are of a dark gray, and he has a rather dirty face. Compared to his true age, Knepen appears to be only 14. This is mostly a result of not getting enough nuitrition. He wears a dark gray blouse with 3/4 sleeves, though the sleeves appear longer on him since the shirt itself is a size 12. His pants are dark brown and made of fleece, ripped and shred at the ankles. His feet are normally bare, thus giving way to calices.

Personality: Due to his nature as a thief, Knepen has always had a knack for being rude, cocky, and just plain stubborn. He's normally seen crouching or, well, running away with something in his grubby hands. He won't let anyone touch his hair (even if it's fun to touch fuzzeh hair) and can't stand showers or rain. He will, however, swim when he wants to. Knepen's always had a rather angry, or uneasy air around him...Though when he gets angry, it's rather funny. (Not that he thinks it is.) Knepen also blushes easily, especially when complimented or given something. He also tends to look through other people's windows to see what they're up to, if he knows them or finds them interesting. Although he noses around other people's houses a lot, he will NEVER go into a nobleman's house.

History: This little peasant boy used to have a caring Noble family with plenty money to live off of, until his mother passed away because of an incurable condition. After the mother's death, the father lost his sanity and started acting as if Knepen were a monster. This all happened as Knepen just turned 10, and on his eleventh birthday, his father was taken away by...men in white suits. (Go figure. >>;)
Knepen tried to take care of the house himself, but eventually failed. He deserted the manor he lived in and made a new home in a warehouse, formerly a family-owned pharmacy.
Like a cat would, Knepen tends to steal fish from delis and milk from farms.

Other: The warehouse he lives in is full of cat-type Pokémon and Ghastly. He also has one Ghastly that normally follows him around. The Ghastly doesn't have a name, but Knepen normally calls him "Noisy" and he responds to that.
(I'll be typing in "this text" when the Ghastly speaks. I don't like the parentheses when it comes to Pokémon speaking.)

RP Sample:
"Little pest! Get out of my store!"
A work glove went flying from an open doorway, having been ducked by a boy with many dead and already gutted fish in his arms. He hurried out the door, toting his grace as an unusually small Ghastly tailed him.

The boy wore a half-moon grin as if he were a cheshire cat, passing through the empty streets. "This'll be enough for two nights on me and fifteen other cats!" He cackled to himself in a metallic tone.
"Really, the whole 'Fresh Fish' spiel is bogus. They're obviously not raw." The Ghastly complained, eyeing the fish. Knepen would glance back to the Pokémon and then back, trying not to appear intentive to his companion.
"What? Man, you talk too much. Who cares if they aren't fresh? It's food!"
"O Contraire. You speak more than I ever do."
They both swiveled into an alleyway, underneath a high-built fence, and straight into a not-so empty warehouse.

Upon entering, the boy would call out a simple "Hey, we're back," and stepped up to the center of the main hall, and dropped the fish into the tureen there on the ground.
As if by trigger, the resident cat-type Pokémon would jump from their hiding spots and scamper to the large dish. This slew of cats included Skitties, Delcatties, Persians, and Meowth. The whole warehouse itself was like a motel for cats and ghost-types.

Knepen's next goal was to sleep. He headed up the stairs in the northernmost part of the dead pharmacy, which looked to be about ready to break in a month or so. This was actually originally an emergency exit. The door had been removed and lay on the side, leaving the stair well open to the landing on the rooftop. There, he would lay down on the cold cement roof and stare out into the distance.

Across from the old pharmacy, separated by a segway in the road, was a farm which Knepen liked to watch sometimes. He knew there was a person, female probably, that normally showed up and walked into the farmhouse, or left and walked past the warehouse, on a rotating schedule.
He waited for the girl to walk into her place silently, then fell quickly to sleep.

 

[Barboach]

OCC: Hey Skitty! I will gladly try to join your RP! :) One more thing, I will be back in a week from BC Pentictan. I might drop in some times to check the RP. Because im probably on a hotel computer or somewhere else with a computer. Ths is an important OCC! Don't think of it as spammish.

IC:Name: Oraith Kenish

Age: 12

Gender: Male

Social Status: Training Bishop

Pokemon Spirit: Jolteon

Description: He is what anyone would expect for a Bishop to look like, Tall, Dressed in traditional holy clothes. But not this one. Oraith's hair is a silver, almost the color of metal. This earns him the name of metal head from local's. He tries to ignore this, Bishop's have strong will's right? With spikey metal color hair, Oraith wears a dark shirt with strange markings of a spell. He tries not to talk about this much, because no one knows what the spell means, not even him. Oraith recived the shirt from his father. Oraith's eyes are Dark Emerald.

He wears a sort of Cuff-link just above his wrist. It also has markings, but people who are strong in the area of holy magic know what it means. It talks of Barriers, people being changed into pokemon by a sort of evil far too great for comprehension. Most local's say Oraith has come from the future and has intended to give them warning of whats coming. This is possible, but not known for sure. His pants are grey, and have cuts on parts of the legs.
Oraith's shoes are split in the middle of white and black.

Personality: Oraith gives Adamant a whole new meaning. He never wants to give up in a fight. Even when hes down, and hurt badly. His shoes are said to give him faster running powers, but no one knows for sure. Oraith is serious when he has to be, and is barely shy. He's very interested in the art of healing and protecting spells, much like a Bishop. He does things without thinking alot. Which almost gets him killed.

He isn't a fan of romance. He says it wastes his time with the feelings and the kissing. He would much rather be studying the things around him then being with someone hes fond about. Although he does think differently when hes alone.

History: The whole reason he got interested in being a Bishop is because Oraith's mother got turned into a pokemon spirit. Oraith wants to become so experianced in Holy spells, so he can learn the spell of rejuvination. It allows the user to cast a spell to turn someone into their original form. Oraith got his strange Cuff-link while sleeping. He was dreaming of an evil that turned everyone in its path to pokemon. When he woke up, Oraith felt something slightly wrong with his left wrist. He looked at his left wrist to see a thing with strange markings, glowing in the moonlight. Oraith tried to take it off, but it was stuck. Oraith is pretty brave, for a Bishop.

Other: He always carries a book around on spells. So he can use them in battle. No one can remember all those spells right? The markings on his shirt and on his Cuff-link strangly glow at night. This disturbes someone sleeping near him, but it doesn't bother Oraith that much. Oraith will sometimes go out at night and look at the stars, wondering if he will ever learn the spell of rejuvination.

RP Sample: (Pulled from Mutant Wave) Corbin was just a normal kid, walking on a route full of lush green grass and trees. Then he heard it. Screaming and pokemon howling in pain. He looked back to see a red and white wave heading his way with the sound of electricity. "Uh oh..." Corbin said. "This doesint look good magnet." Magnet was his magneton, he was very loyal and a good companion. Corbin started running away, but he tripped on a rock. Magnet tried to save Corbin from the mysterious wave by sheilding him, But it was unsucessful. Corbin felt himself fuse with Magnet. He lost self-counsiousness. When he woke up he could see trees on fire and weird mutant pokemon on the ground. He looked around and saw that he could float! He had a magnetic feeling, like there was electricity surging through him. This is how his journey began to the tournament.

 

[Skitty-chan]

Cool! Two people signed up so far! I was afraid that PC would make people not come here... Well, anyway, let's see...

Cait Sith: Cool, a thief! And you mentioned Skitty in your RP sample! Yeah, totally ACCEPTED!

Barboach: Ah! Barboach. A Bishop? Man, this is like turning into a Fire Emblem game... Hey! That's a good thing. Yeah, ACCEPTED.

 

[Kogenta]

Name: Asahi Ameagari

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Social Status: Mostly Alchemist/Traveler (see "Other")

Pokemon Spirit: Espeon

Description: Asahi's hair is an unkempt mess of various shades of dark brown held up in some form of imitaion ponytail via various hairclips and pins. Due tp an alchemic accident, the equally unkempt bangs that hang in front of his face have been permanently streaked with red. As though in an attempt to help tame his hair, a bandage has been wrapped about Asahi's head several times in a form that resembles a headband. The true purpose of this bandage, however, is to cover Asahi's left, artificial eye. While his right eye is a relatively normal stormy blue, Asahi's left eye is composed of an orangey-red iris without any apparent pupil, surrounded by black eyewhite. A single, circular earring hangs from his right ear, the red stone set in its silver surface said to help protect one in battle. Since Asahi created this particular gem, however, some doubt its effectiveness. A black, hooded cloak is clasped about his neck with a simple ring of steel. In the cloak are numerous pockets and pouches containing several of Asahi's alchemic materials. Asahi's shirt sleeveless and of a simple, solid bluish grey, while his pants are of similar, yet darker shade. While his shirt is somewhat slim, Asahi's pants are rather loose. About his chest, waist, and thighs are bound thick belts of black leather that carry various items--mostly more materials for alchemizing. His boots are rather normal in appearance and solid black. Over his right hand Asahi wears a fingerless glove with bindings emerging from beneath it extending almost to the elbow. Around the base of Asahi's neck is a band of silver with a blue gem set into it in a similar manner to the gem set in the earring. On certain occasions, the gem will transform to red, though Asahi himself has never noticed the change. This item was given to Asahi by his teacher. Most believe it aids him better than the earring. At his side Asahi wears a sheathed dagger, while a bow and quiver of arrows are slung over one shoulder. Overall, Asahi's appearance is a bit ecclectic and odd, though possibly too serious for his personality.

Personality: Asahi is, if nothing else, eccentric. Having seen much of the darkness of life, he often finds it easy to remain positive in most situations since, well, it could be worse. Not to say that Asahi is idiotically optimistic or blind to troubles. But, after nearly being devoured by one's parents (see "History"), most events stop seeming quite so bad. Most people who meet Asahi seem to doubt his mental stability, but this never appeared to bother him much. Despite having spent about a third of his life traveling about and "seeing the world", the other two thirds of his life were spent in virtual isolation. Also, due to the almost constant traveling, Asahi was only granted an opportunity to form a bond with his teacher and never was able familiarize himself with any other people, environments, or the normalcies of life. These experiences have given Asahi an oddly comfortable and cheerful appreciation of isolation as well as a certain naivety when interacting with new people or various situations--even "ordinary" ones. For Asahi, anger is something rather foreign. As of yet, no one has seen Asahi angry, and most who have met him doubt he is capable of such emotions. Though his mind works in rather bizarre ways, Asahi often comes to fairly reasonable conclusions. And, despite being a bit quirky, Asahi usually knows more than he reveals . . . At times because he merely forgets to say something.

History: In accordance with his eccentric personality, Asahi has had a rather bizarre childhood. When he was still young, both of Asahi's parents were transformed into Pokemon. Taking their son and fleeing from the destroyed village, his parents attempted to protect him by raising him in the isolation of the wilderness. Unfortunately, as time passed, his parents began to lose more and more of their human characteristics. Eventually, their carnivorous instincts took control, and they attempted to eat their son. Naturally, Asahi fled. As he escaped, however, one of his mother's attacks struck him, causing him to lose an eye. After continuing to live in the wilderness for a time, Asashi came upon a village. Since his few memories of such establishments were faint and dim, the youth was overwhelmed with curiosity. As the boy wandered about the village, wondering what it and its residents were, an alchemist who was traveling in the area saw him and noticed his missing eye--as well as its lack of proper treatment. While caring for Asahi, the alchemist discovered considerable potential within the youth and took him as an apprentice. Asahi's first creation was a new eye for himself. This fact is rather evident by the eye's unnatural appearance and its odd manner of functioning. While traveling with his master, Asahi saw many things--some wonderful, and others terrible. More than once the travelers came upon a battle or the ruins of a village destroyed by Devidan. On several occasions, they themselves were drawn into battle. During the last of these, the master alchemist was transformed into a Pokemon and taken away by Devidan's troops. After a failed attempt at rescuing his master that resulted in the loss of another body part--a hand--and his master's death, Asahi was forced to flee and began to wander alone, strengthening himself so he could stop the evil that destroyed his parents, his master, and countless others. Using alchemy, Asahi recreated a hand for himself. Fortunately, it functions a little better than his eye.

Other:
Occupation(s) - Due to his curiosity and eager personality, Asahi could never quite limit himself to one occupation. In the end, however, alchemy was where his greatest skills lay. And, after less than a month of training elsewhere, Asahi would always return to it. Mostly, his experience in different occupations provides Asahi with a little knowledge about the occupation rather than actual skill in it.

Skills - Being raised in the wild, characteristics such as stealth, quick thinking, physical strength and agility, and stealth seem to be natural to him. Though he never remained in his weapon training classes long, he kept a few of the weapons and practiced what he could alone. Asahi often uses his self-created potions to enhance his weapons in an attempt to compensate for his lack of formal training. One of his favorite tricks is to alchemize an arrow to increase its accuracy.

Alchemy - While a few of his experiments have ended rather disastrously, Asahi's strength in alchemy lies in his ability to customize from his current knowledge and in his speed of alchemizing. Somehow, the results of Asahi's alchemizing seem a combination of extreme success and pathetic failure with rather little in the middle. Most people who take Asahi's healing potions hope for the success.

Asahi's Eye - Aside from its difference in appearance, Asahi's alchemic eye also has the ability to see through objects and to see energies rather physical forms. This is often helpful while he is alchemizing. Unfortunately, Asahi's eye may be unreliable and will randomly cease functioning--even losing basic vision. With only one eye and a consequential lack of depth perception, plus a blind spot, Asahi may trip or walk into objects. (Since it is able to see through objects, Asahi is able to gaze through the bandage that covers his fake eye.)

Asahi's Hand - By channeling more of his energy into it, Asahi's artificial hand may gain increased strength or speed. For this to work, however, Asahi also needs to draw a seal on the back of his hand using his blood as well as another's. This, combined with the energy required for the technique to actually work, causes Asahi to use it only in emergencies. The vice of the increased abilities of the alchemic hand is that it occasionally falls off . . . Asahi only had one hand to create it with, after all.

Name - "Asahi" means "morning sun." Asahi's parents gave him the name as a symbol of hope for the ending of the current darkness and the coming of the light.

Misc. - Many of the names Asahi has given to his potions are related to the sun.

RP Sample: Writing out Asahi's profile has drained my creativity a bit. So, I used an old RP sample, if it is alright. ^-^;; If not, I will write a sample for Asahi later.

A gentle breeze wafted through the emerald-green valley, rippling in waves across the tall grass and lightly stirring the violet fur of an elegant Pokemon. Standing erect in a posture that revealed both confidence and perfect tranquility, the Pokemon remained fully still. Eyes closed and tail arched gracefully, a scarlet gem on the creature's forehead glistened in a ray of golden sunlight. Currents of air danced about the psychic Pokemon, arraying its shimmering fur in first one manner, then another--as an affection lover tousles the hair of another. About the lavender being there seemed to be a faint aura, similar to that of a spell cast by naught but pure beauty and peace.

The Pokemon's eyes opened. The spell broke.

Turning its glistening, obsidian-dark eyes to a human that stood in the shadow of a tall, thick-trunked oak, a murmured cry purred from the Pokemon's throat. Straightening, the trainer stepped from beneath the tree's canopy into the sun--raising one hand in the same instant to brush aside a strand of dark hair.

"Espeon, did you find it?" When he spoke, the male's voice was low, yet clearly audible; warm, yet colder than a winter's night.

Approaching its trainer, the psychic Pokemon nodded once, affirming, "Esp."

"Then let's go. After a month of tracking, it looks like we finally have lead on Suicune."

 

[Cait Sith]

((Yay I'm in!! Whoa- Looks like we've got a King Bradley on our hands. Ah, well. That's cool. Nu då...How long 'til we start? *swats away fleas* >_O ))

 

[Nina-Chan]

Name: Nina Harimari

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Socal Status: Ninja for Hire

Pokemon Spirit: Sneasel

Discription: Ninja
Her red hair is always up in a ponytail. Her blue eyes seek out every detail. She is skinny and sleek, but stronger than she looks. She wears a black headband with a purple circle symbol on her forehead. Nina always wears sandals. On her hands are black gloves with pokets for holding medicine leaves. She wears black shorts and a black tanktop. Her backpack contains Ninja weapons, food, Medicine, and books. She has a scar on her shoulder.

Personality: Spunky and athletic, Nina is a generally friendly person. She sometimes assasinates, but that doesen't mean she likes those kinds of jobs. Although she seems nieve, Nina is actually very smart. She loves pokemon more than anything, and would put her life on the line to save one. She is also loyal, and quite the romantic.

History: When she was young, she was taken from her parents to train as a ninja with 2 other children. The other children grew up to be cold and anti-socal as a result to no parental love. But Nina loved the training all the way. The training was all she ever needed.

After her training, she immidiatly took up jobs. She got payed very well. She had enough to buy her own small house. But one day, she was robbed. They took everything she had. That was when she relised she needed to not just be strong, but be smart. So she dove into the books.

She never liked assasinating. The first time she did, she ran off crying. Now, whenever she assasinates, she comes back and puts flowers on the person's grave a week after she kills them. She never hurts pokemon, though.

Other: Pokemon: When she was a human, she had a Zangoose. That Zangoose now follows her around.

Weapons: Throwing star, Twin Daggers, Thin sword, Sneasels claws and teeth.

Family: Her Zangoose, her little brother, Zack (a charmander).

RP Sample: Footprints were visable in the powdery soil that once held the tallest trees in the world. Thanks to the nasty weather change, most of the trees in this valley were just stumps, and a few lucky trees were struggling to get enough water, light, and CO2. Dusty thin clouds blocked out the sun in what was now low valley grassland. But what about the footprints? There were 2 kinds...

One was the definite shape of a Houndoom. The large print and the light scrape of the nails. And besides, a few moments before, Nina had heard the cry of a Houndoom. But Houndoom wouldn't just live here naturally. "There must be a tamer around here..." Nina gave a large smile. "But that means it won't eat me, so I'm safe!"

The other prints were small and had kicked up alot of dust. These footprints belonged to a thief. The thief must have been tired, because the footprints had small spaces in between, and the thief had been walking. Hearing a rustle behind her, Nina tensed up, walljumped off the nearest tree stump, flipped, and landed facing the opposite direction.

Behind her was the thief she had been looking for. "Hey, you're the criminal I was looking for!" She looked at the girls clothing. "I can't let you go. Your worth a lot of money." The girl had been observing a girl taming a Houndoom from behind the bushes. "I'm a ninja, and you're my prey. So come along quietly, so I don't have to kill you." Nina gave the girl a wink. "Just to let you know, they want you dead or alive…"

 

[Skitty-chan]

Alright! More people:

Kogenta: Wow! Very detailed. And your character is very intresting... ACCEPTED

xXMunchlaxrox772Xx: Oooh! A Sneasel. You're ACCEPTED. But I have to clear up something, have you already changed into a Pokemon? Just wondering.



Oh, and Cait Sith, I want to wait one more day. I mean, two people just signed up since I was last on here, so... Who knows? Maybe there's more. But not too long... So, one more day.

 

[Nina-Chan]

Oops, I'm sorry, I accidently made it seem like Nina already changed. I'll fix it. Thanks! =)

Ok! 3:00! Got it!

 

[Zaaz111]

Ok

Name: Tom

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Social Status: Adventurer And Part Time Blacksmith

Pokemon Spirit: Pikachu

Description: He Has Black Spiky Hair And Black Eyes, He Generally Wears A Red T-Shirt And A Blue Shorts. He Has A Black Bag Which Contains A Sword , Food And Medicine To Heal Pokemon.

Personality: Easily Irratated , He Sometimes Lashes Out On People But When He`s In A Good Mood, He Can Be A Good Compainion And Friend. Since His Father Died He Has Become Irrated More Often. He Treats Most Pokemon He Knows As If They Are Humans.

History: He Was Born Into A Mildly Rich Family And He

Other: He Generally Goes On A Adventurer To Calm Down Or Relax, And Owns An Electrobuzz Who He Has Owned Since He Was 8.

RP Sample: It started to rain outside and Tom had just woke up.
OCC: I`ll do more later.

 

[Heart-felt]

Well look here...a decent role play...I usually avoid this section, because of certain people. My compliments for this wonderful role play idea of yours, Skitty-chan. ^^ I am a bit rusty...please bear with me. I will get better as we go along. ^^

Name: Topaz Haidar

Age: Sixteen

Gender: Female

Social Status: Sweet and Quiet Village Girl/Artist

Pokemon Spirit: Skitty

Description: Straight, light blond hair descends down past her slender shoulders to her waist, each strand seeming almost perfect. Her bright blue eyes can catch passerby off guard, for they seem so pure and clean. Topaz's skin is quite fair, a lovely pale that does not seem to be tamped by the sun at all.
Adorning her slim and attractive figure is a light blue long-sleeved dress that stops just above her knees. Dark blue pants rest under, leaving her to wear black boots to pad her feet.
A small crystal hangs from a simple silver chain around her neck, glittering like her eyes when graced by the lighting of the sun as it skims across them.


Personality: A sweet and kind spirit, Topaz is the kind of person you could walk up to, tell your life story and problems, and get thoughtful and kind words, or comfort, in return. Even to people she does not know, Topaz often goes out of her way to help others, even if it is a simple greeting or dazzling smile. But even then Topaz resides to have a bit of a shy nature, and tends to observe things. Which can be a great advantage, to see things from both sides. Caring and gentle, Topaz is not one to get angry easily.

History: Born into a family that was neither rich nor poor, Topaz was raised with love and care. She was admired by her simply beauty, both outside and inside. As the young and gentle Topaz grew, she came to realize she had a gift for drawing. She got along with just about everybody, whether it be a farm girl or a rich man. Her world almost shattered when both of her parents died of a sudden illness. She was taken in by her older cousin, but life was not the same. But Topaz moved on. One would never know, for she always had a smile upon her face, grateful for the here and now, and the graces she had in the past.

Other: Topaz's gentle nature seems to draw Pokemon to her, even the occasional wild one. Though Topaz never had one of her own, she took to watching other people's Pokemon if the need ever arised.

RP Sample: The rain cascaded like thousands and millions of tiny, glittering jewles, capturing the light of the still visible sun. The air became a bit chilly, and Topaz rubbed at her bare arms. It was so beautiful...what a rare thing it was, to be able to see the sun, yet have rain poor down to nourish the earth. But not even the sun could penetrate the darkness that was steadily coming closer and closer to the village...

What a situation they would be in, once the darkness would announce his arrival. Topaz stood in the doorway to her counsin's house, an odd feeling entering her. She felt it, like a tingle going down her spine...no matter what, they could not fight the evil that would come walking along.

But Topaz had faith. They would find a way...she knew it.

 

[Skitty-chan]

More people. And today I'll start the RPG. Probably later though, like after 3:00 PM. I have to clean my den today; I posted because I just wanted to tell people if they got in or not. So let's see...:

Top::Legend: Cool! A Skitty! And a complement... Are you trying to get brownie points? Well it worked. ACCEPTED!

Zaaz111: Hmmm... Well, I have to say, for a guy who wanted me to save a spot, you sure didn't put too much description. And why can't you write your RP sample right then? Busy? Lazy? Because that's what it looked like to me. Looked like you were lazy. I'll put you on PENDING, but only because I'm nice. Fix it up; like write more about your history. Just beef it up a little.

And just to let you know in the future, usually people complete their sign-up's all at once. It makes it look like you care.


Anyway, I'll start the RPG after 3:00 PM. So if you came here and just saw this and were like, "What the-?!" come back after 3:00 and then you'll be like, "Oh! Okay..." ^ _ ^

 

[Heart-felt]

Oh, I wasn't aiming for brownie points at all >.<! I really hope it did not look that way...that is just the way I am. xD

Our times must be very different. Probably the case. It's alreay 5:30 here. XD

I can't wait for this to start ^.-!

 

[Skitty-chan]

It starts!


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The night was quiet in the small village that laid in toward the fields. The stars shined and the grass moved in the wind. And in a little house, on the outskirts of the town, was a girl named Säde. She had just come home from shopping in the town for some last minute supplies: Bread, flour, yeast. But since this girl, Säde Christie, lived upon a farm, her parents and her do not need that much.

The farm girl entered the house that she lived in, a nice and cozy place. It was warm, nicely lit, and was always a welcome place. She immediately went into the kitchen, where she placed the food articles she had bought on a table. The kitchen was small, but not too much. In the corner sat the family's single stove, black and stumped. On the wall sat a sink with a water pump on the side. In the middle on the room, of course, was the table where they all ate dinner. But Säde decided not to take too much time on the kitchen and went back to the living room.

There sat Säde's father. He was old, but not too old. Wrinkles began to take a hold of his face, he eyes were little, but in a loving way. In his mouth was a pipe and he puffed on it.

"Säde," said the man in the chair, "I see you're back from the town. Did you get the supplies?"

"I sure did," said Säde. She sat down herself, next to her father.

The room went silent for a while. They both, the father and daughter, stared at the flames that were in the fire place. They knew what was coming.

Säde's father talked in a serious tone. "They're coming, you know, Säde. No one can stop him. They say madness runs through his veins, and no one can stop a man in madness." He stuck his pipe in his mouth again, taking another puff or two.

"But the legend," said Säde. "Someone should find them. That will stop him."

The silence came again. "Your mother," said the father, taking the pipe out, "she is worried. She has been in her room all day, awaiting her fate."

Säde stood up. "I don't get it. If we get turned into Pokémon, why can't we fight them; over power them?"

"Humans know how to break a Pokémon. They know how to make them do their bidding, how to make them listen," said the father staring at his daughter. "Now, let's just relax."

Säde sat back down, staring at the fire. The father put his pipe in his mouth.

"Let's wait for them to come."

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OOC: Okay guys, here's what you should do. Just do a post of what you're doing before Devidan comes. He'll come in the next post I do, so just wait.

 

[Nina-Chan]

Nina landed with a soft "Thump!" on the ground. Her Zangoose jumped off the building Nina had been on and sat next to her.

"Zanoooooo..."

Nina looked at her friend. She bent down and smiled at him. "It's ok, I know you're tired. I'll carry you." She picked him up and he climbed on her back. She procided walking, giving the Zangoose a piggy-back ride, while the Zangoose was also sitting on her backpack.

She rounded a corner and climbed in an open window. Their was already a light on inside. "Oww!" Nina exclaimed. She picked up the Shurkin she had stepped on. "I'm really disorginized..." The Zangoose looked up at her, for he had jumped on the ground not long after the screemed. His brow was furrowed.

"Zuuuu?"

She ruffled his ears. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."

She opened her backpack. Inside was a bloody Kunai (ninja knife). The Zangoose now understood what was bothering his friend.

"Zan?"

Nina looked at him. "Yeah. Another assasination. It wasen't pretty, ether. He was resisting." She felt tears come to her eyes. "His pokemon was defeanding him... I managed to kill the guy, but... I had to knock out the pokemon..." Nina rubbed her eyes. "I think it'll be ok, though."

The Zangoose tugged on her shorts. Nina blinked. "Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me! I heard some news... some dumb kids were gabbing in an allyway." The zangoose looked worried. Was it time already? Nina nodded at him. "Our suspisions were correct. The locals all say Devidan is coming." But Nina, somehow, diden't look all that worried.

"Hey, I wonder what pokemon I'll turn into? Hahahaha..." But the Zangoose gave her a warning look. Nina sighed. "I'm sorry. I sould be worried. But to tell you the turth, I'm not. I don't really care." She picked up a katana Lying on the floor. "Whatever happens, we can overcome it." She picked him up and made a fist with the other hand. "Living... just being happy... in whatever way we can."

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Yay! this is fun! ^_^

 

[Kogenta]

"Ouch!" Asahi rubbed his forehead lightly, his face twisting into some sort of odd expression that evinced faint, somewhat childish displeasure. Stepping back from the tree he had recently walked into, the alchemist murmured, "Of all times for my eye to give out . . . " He sighed. "Not that the dark night is helping either." Falling silent, Asahi's face faded into thoughtful worry as he lowered his gaze toward the ground. The tension in the air was almost thick enough to taste, while the seemingly peaceful lack of noise merely added to the unease. During the day, murmurs had filled the village--rumors of the arrival of Devidan's troops that night. Now, the village had as much noise as an abandoned graveyard, as though the disaster had already passed through.

Moving his hand down from his forehead, Asahi gently touched the bandage that covered his artificial eye. Standing now at the village's edge, he somehow felt he stood at the end of something significant, though what it was he was unsure. Whatever it was, a battle was drawing steadily nearer. And, though lacking in bitterness or malice, Asahi felt a strange anticipation for the event to come. Lowering his hand to his side, he took a last, long look at the darkened village. Ever since that day, I've told myself I would get stronger. Time to see how much I've improved.

"Before Devidan arrives, I'll need to prepare," Asahi murmured. "I think the enemy may be in for a surprise . . . Who knows. Maybe I'll even surprise myself." A slight smile crossed Asahi's features as he turned away from the village.

"Ouch!" Didn't realize there was another tree there.

 

[Cait Sith]

Knepen himself remembered when the pharmacy was still in business. The village had been larger then, and he was still under the care of both his parents. The family that owned the store were friends of the Älvans and they would always pay them visits. The family had no children, so he would have normally went up to lounge around on the rooftop. He would hear them speaking in soft voices down below, joking and laughing as any friends would. Occasionally, he would see the child of the farm across the road and wonder if she could be his friend.

The changes ran through his head over and over again as the cats and ghost-types down inside the warehouse conversed in sweet cooing voices. Across the street, he would hear brief mumbles. In reality, nothing was too different from before. Only by the sounds of his closest friend, the one he called "Noisy", would he awaken and listen.

Everyone seemed to always be speaking of some calamity coming, or a legend, all in which he found no interest whatsoever. The deep rumbling of the Noisy one's voice foreshadowed unease and worry. Within the Pokémons' squabbling, he heard mild mentions of his self. The noise picked up in a dispute, then calmed down as "Noisy" threw in his own two cents.

Come to think of it, Knepen thought superficially, I have been seeing dark clouds in the sky, maybe too much lately. The thought stirred in his head awhile before fading with his consciousness, back into a careless sleep. He never did care much for Legends or vows. Just as little as he cared for the village he lived in. It was a sour, blatant reality that he himself didn't understand much.

All that mattered right now was sleep.

 

[Chibi-chan]

Name: Hikari (Dozar) Doshin

Age: 17

Gender: It Female

Social Status: Wondering Conartist (Currently a Charm Dealer)

Pokemon Spirit: Furret

Description: Hikari is 5"6 with bright green eyes and a normal tan complextion. Her hair is ebony and extends down to her waist, though it is tied in a ponytail by a cresent moon shaped clip. She has two bangs though that are parted at the sides of her face. Her current attire for this certain job is a tight fitting black shirt and a pair of black shorts with a long black coat made of a loose satin-like material with purple trim around the sides and the sleeves. Her shoes are simple black boots.
For accesories, she wears a dark purple headband around her head which supposedly gives her future sight. She has a pendant on a silver chain around her neck that is the same emerald color of her eyes and stands out against the dark colors of her wardrobe. She doesn't wear a hat.

Personality: Hikari, though being a wonderer, wouldn't be classified as a loner. She enjoys being alone, and also enjoys new things. The reason she enjoys being alone is not because she doesn't like meeting people (she could stay in a town of a couple of months), it's because she doesn't trust people. She enjoys making new 'friends', but she doesn't like sharing secrets and such. About her liking new things, this is one of the reasons she became a conartist. She loves the thrill of seeing how good she is at one thing or another and likes to earn money from it. She usually leaves before curiousity about her spreads so that most of the time, she never gets questioned. Hikari is extremely clever, even though she's very lazy and a little energetic. Seriousness usually isn't in her nature. She's also extremely greedy with her money, but can be very charming and cute. Well, that's usually how she gets out of trouble.

History: Hikari's hometown is far, far, far, far, FAR away. The only way she would be able to find it again is by pure luck of running into it; not like she would want to. Her father was a drunk and her mother was a servant of the high noble of the town. At the age of ten, she was told to also take part in her mother's work with the noble. Though she had a good personality, it was ignored by others due to her social status among the town. It was always thought she'd become as low as her mother or as stupid as her father, which was wrong. Inside the noble's castle, she liked to sneak off (she was extremely good at this) into the library or the noble's daughter's room, where she would read books and try on different costumes. At the age of tweleve, after a tramatic night at her house, she snuck off into the noble's castle, took a couple of the daughter's outfits, stole a Ponyta (she'd become friends with it), and left the town. This plan had been thought out from the third month she had worked there. Though she wasn't expecting to begin this plan till she was thirteen, she felt the need to as soon as possible. If anyone had ever asked her about her past, she would have shrugged it off as 'not much'.

Other: (Sheesh, you're kinda rude with these sidenotes o.o;) Hikari is a big flirt, and does it at times. She doesn't expect anything out of it, she just does it because she can. She's also fond of younger girls and would perfer them over nobles or women for company. This is due to the fact of her own disgruntled childhood. She's also fond of the emerald pendant around her neck because it matches her eye color. She carries her bag of 'charms' (Stone shards that she murmered over) in her pocket. Her favorite makeshift job was a Pokemon groomer. So many Pokemon~

RP Sample: (Sorry if you didn't want me to, but
my sample will be my starting post of the RP.
(if I'm accepted D:)

"Come and get your charms~ They won't turn you into Pokemon! Ask any town to the far west! With my charms, there is nothing to fear~" So was my catchphrase of the day as Dorzar the Charm Dealer. Luckily, this was the third town I had found unchanged by Deviwhatshisface and the third town that would be desperate for my charms. Well, who couldn't resist a cute girl selling their only sign of hope?♥

A young looking housewife and her daughter began to come closer to where I was, while other people eyed me with curiousity. The people in this town must be stingy with their money. To show them a sign of my compassion for their doomed selves, I bent down towards the little girl and pulled out a topaz cresent shaped charm from my leather bag. "Here you are little girl. This one if free for you. Live a long life and may you prosper." The girl clutched the shard in her small hands and stood with her mouth agape. A 'thank you' stumbled out of her mouth as she held it up for her mother to examine. This, was a great sign, for the townsmen began to come closer to the small wooden booth where I was.

The wind had begun to pick up in small bursts, and my robe began to fluster abit. Luckily, I had evaded the magician before, but I wasn't sure if I could this time...

 

[Skitty-chan]

OOC:

Another person:

Chibi-chan: Alright! Someone commented on my side notes! It's my retarded humor. Sorry. Anyway, I'll ACCEPT you. I would have made "accept" green, but my computer keeps acting up.

Oh, and just to let you guys know, I'm trying to wait for other people to do their first posts so they don't fall behind. BUT if they don't post tomorrow then I'll just keep going and leave them in the dust. Well, not that far...

So yeah, if you want, you can meet up with people or whatever, just don't have something like, "Holy Aeris! There's Devidan! OOOH!" You know..? Yeah...

 

[Heart-felt]

Only one word could disinguish what her cousin was turning the house into in her attempt to find a single bottle--chaos.

"Where is it?! Topaaaaaz! Are you sure you have not seen it?" Came the frantic wailing, a pan flying out of the kitchen. Topaz had taken refuge in the closed doorway, the only spot not undergoing a make over of disaster.

"No, Mink, I haven't." Topaz answered once again, leaning with her back against the door. A wail of protest came from the bowels of the kitchen, and more clattering could be heard. Topaz gave a gentle smile, and sighed. There was no stopping Devidan, potion or not. They would just have to accept what the future held for them. Giving her head a gentle shake, Topaz quietly exited the house, slowly closing the door behind her. Even outside the clattering of pans could be hear, though muffled.

"Come and get your charms~ They won't turn you into Pokemon! Ask any town to the far west! With my charms, there is nothing to fear~"

Almost amused by the call, Topaz headed in that general direction, curious despite herself. Her light blue dress fluttered in the breeze, and she stopped a short distance from the booth.

Interesting...