The Quest for Mew's Jewel

[FullmetalxFangirl]

Long ago, all pokémon lived in harmony together. Pidgey and ekans would play together, and all elements would use their unique abilities to help each other. The legendaries of today were not elgendary, but as common as a caterpie. All pokémon were ruled over by one force - Mew. Mew held the powers of all the pokémon, and guided them wisely and carefully. Where were humans in all of this? No one knew until that fateful day ...

On that day, humans invaded the pokémons' paradise. Captivated by Mew, they followed it through forests, jungles and mountains. They lost it once, and never found it again.

When Mew disappeared, it is said that it blessed today's legendaries with small portions of its own power, in the hope that they would carry on its work. It also created an orb which held the power of each of the legendaries, as well as a jewel which was said to hold it's very soul.
If a man held an orb, the legendaries which were not bound by its power would be drawn to it, and take any means necessary to get it back ... even kill. But if that person held the Jewel ... they would have ultimate power over every legendary.

In the absence of Mew, humans saw an opportunity. They learned to harness pokémon and to capture them, and thereby enslave them. Many times they tried to capture the legendary pokémon, but every time they failed.

Today ...

The legendary pokémon are in more danger than ever. A cruel bounty-hunter, Raulf Scott, seeks to find the jewel for his own selfish needs. The legendaries sent out their message to fourteen humans in the form of a mark on their bodies. Those humans must find the orbs of their legendary partner and find the jewel. If they fail ... The world will cease to exist as we know it ...

There are only fourteen places because ... yeah. O.o
Each character must have a legendary partner. You may only choose one that hasn't already been chosen (obviously). Professor Oak will meet everyone in Pallet Town.​

List of Legendaries
Zapdos - Erin (Erin Moonnite)
Articuno - Hiroko (Light_azumarill)
Moltres - Maia (Whispering Winds)
Raikou - Kaishen (Kaishen)
Suicune - Rio (Kogenta)
Entei - Xaiver (.:Randall:.)
Lugia - Luna (Raposa Dalua)
Ho-oh – Maya (FullmetalxFangirl)
Registeel - Vallewida (Bell)
Regice - Yukinari (Uzumaki_Naruto)
Regirock
Groudon - Mike (charizard_maa)
Kyogre - Enkel (Jellybeans)
Rayquaza - Scottura (Scottura)

Upon joining, you must fill out this character sheet:​

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Legendary Partner: (must be one of the legendaries listed above that does not have a name beside it)
Pokémon Team: (maximum of six - no legendaries)
Description: (should include standing height, skin colour, hair colour/style/length, eye colour, clothing description and the shape/colour/whereabouts of the marking)
Personality:
Background:
Other: (anything else that may affect the roleplay)
Roleplay Sample: (please keep in mind that ALL posts MUST be AT LEAST four lines on all layouts. This can be your character's intro to the roleplay)

 

[Scottura]

Name: Scottura Wyvern
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Legendary Partner: Rayquaza
Description: Around 5'8, with a bit of a toned body. His skin is slightly tanned from all the time he spends traveling. His eyes are a light brownish-red and his hair is the darkest black. His hair is a bit spiky but really messy. Around his neck is a gunmetal silver necklace or pendant in the shape of a crown. He has a scar coming from his right shoulder blade to his left rib on his back. His clothes are dark gray cargo-pants, black long-sleeve shirt with a dragon inprint on the back, black and red sneakers. On his hands are some black fingerless gloves.
Personality: Although he rarely admits it, Scottura is often quite withdrawn and introspective. He knows that there is a lot that he does not understand about himself, and this causes him to be irritable at times, and sometimes even to snap at friends. He changes for the better once he realizes that there are bigger problems than himself to deal with.
Background: Scott was an orphan roaming the forests of Lavander Town until an old lady took him in and looked after him. He got his fear of water when he went to close to the water trying to catch a Magikarp, and fell in. He was saved by his first friend Houndour. He stayed with Houndour's pack and became one of them, until the old lady found him and took him away from them. She was kind to Scott, letting him go out and play everyday with his pack family.
Other: Scott has a fear of water.
Roleplay Sample: The wind was cold and strong, raindrops started falling from the sky. A dark lone figure was running in the forest, trying to find shelter for the night.

"How did it get so c-cold" the figure thought searching through all the forest. The figure finally found a house that looked warm and cosy, it had lights on the porch to illuminate the area near it. The figure approached the porch, the figure's face was illuminated by the lights. The figure was a male with light brownish-red eyes and hair that blends in with the darkest shadows. He was soaking wet, and as he made his way to the door all of his body was illuminated. He was shaking from the coldness of the air and rain, he knocked on the door hoping that someone was kind enough to take him in from the cold. The boy did have a name, that he knew very well, Scott Wyvern...

 

[Light_Azumarill]

Oh, I've got a question... are we allowed to have pokemon of our own? There's no section for it. ^^

EDIT: Nevermind, I'm being stupid. =P

Name: Hiroko Asakaki

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Legendary Partner: Articuno =3

Pokemon Team:

Princess Cupcake (Skitty)- This Skitty was her mother's pokemon pet. Upon Hiroko leaving, her mother tells the Skitty to go with her daughter. Selfish, pompous, and self-preening, Princess Cupcake is everything that Hiroko hates. The girl can't wait to catch a pokemon of her own.

Description: Somewhat tall compared to other girls her age, Hiroko can sometimes be intimidating. Her long, black hair doesn't help this tallness any, only making her look longer. The black color of her hair is a little strange though, and almost seems to have a blue tint to it. Her eyes are an icy light blue, and they're usually seen in a scowl. Her skin is rather pale, and the mark on her body is on her thigh, just above the back of her knee. It's in the shape of a cluster of crystals, and is light blue. For clothing she usually wears a dark purple pleated skirt and a lavender top. She brings a dark blue backpack when she travels. Her shoes are black, non-heeled dress shoes.

Personality: Hiroko is a down-to-business person. She rarely deals with trivial things and small talk, and therefore she sometimes intimidates others. She's focused and narrow-minded, so she misses a lot of the good things about life. What she needs the most is someone to show her that life is about more. However, most people give up after she shoots them down. She can be cold and unfeeling about others' feelings, and this usually leaves her with little to no friends. However, she isn't really very cruel, she just doesn't seem to understand why everyone has to be so darned happy.

Background: Hiroko grew up in a very wealthy house that had three children. She was the middle child. Never the oldest and only the baby for a little while, Hiroko's a bit ignored now. She feels left out, and is at a point in her life where she feels as if no one truly understands her. However, she's not one to wallow in self-pity or withdraw into herself, she just takes it in stride. Her two sisters are adored by her parents, and she's extremely jealous of them. They're also quite popular with others and sickeningly kind to others.

Other: Nothing! XD

RP Sample:

"Oh Mother! It is simply stunning!" said the voice of Hiroko's self-preening, super-polite older sister. She was standing in her flowery, pink dress and was looking at the painting their mother had just bought with nothing short of excitement.

Hiroko eyed the painting with her icy scowl, frowning. The painting was off a decorated Rapidash, dressed up with gaudy jewels and expensive, extremely ugly cloths.

"It looks ugly. The Rapidash needs to be put out of its misery."

"Hiroko! Oh Mother, please don't listen to her, it's fabulous, really!" her older sister said urgently, afraid that Hiroko's words would upset their mother. Her fears were groundless though, as the woman turned to Hiroko with a smile.

She was a portly woman, her face happy and her clothing quite wealthy looking. She opened her mouth and out came a sweet voice to match her eldest daughter's. "Oh Hiroko, your comments are a scream dearie," she said, turning back to the painting, "I think it's lovely too."

"Ugh...!" Hiroko grunted, turning around and leaving, "It was a mistake to think that Mother could pick out a decent pokemon picture. A BIG mistake." She walked briskly down the hallway and back into her large room. She hated being rich, being smothered by all of this wealth and clothing and presents and things. She sometimes wished she were poor, with nothing and nothing to eat. Such a life would at least be something more than lying around all day knitting for pleasure and patting dainty pokemon like the family's Skitty. That horrid cat made her sick everytime she looked at it and it was always hanging around.

It was time for a change, and anything would be more welcome than this.

 

[Kogenta]

Name: Rio Sangre
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Legendary Partner: Suicune
Pokemon: Absol, Castform, Sandslash, Xatu
Description: Rio's most outstanding characteristic is the sharp crimson of his eyes--stark in contrast to the light blue hair that hangs in front of them and frames his face. Causing his long hair to seem shorter, Rio's hair is tied up in a fishtail style with a silver double clasp bearing the image of Suicune's running form. The shade of Rio's skin has been described as pale by some and dark by others, but more truly dwells somewhere between the two. Rio's height is relatively average, though his general build is rather lean and compact. About Rio's neck rests a solidly transparent spiked collar accompanied by a simple silver chain necklace. Hanging from the necklace is a pendant resembling the shining north star. Rio's shirt is white and sleeveless, though hooded and with a zipper down the front. Rio's oddly-contrasting black cargo pants are held firmly by a thick, black belt with a silver buckle. On Rio's left cheek are painted two thin, black stripes, while a single black hoop earring hangs from his right ear. A black, fingerless glove is pulled over Rio's left hand. His right wrist and forearm bear a fine, silver chain wrapped several times about them. About Rio's upper right arm is tied a piece of cloth to cover the symbol granted him by Suicune. From Rio's left hip hangs a black haversack to carry his belongings.
Personality: Even when he was young, Rio was known for his seriousness and maturity, though many consider him to be too serious. Though generally calm and patient, Rio is highly task-oriented and may become frusturated with himself if he feels unable to accomplish his goal. While his usual objectiveness causes him to be a fair judge of others, he often feels awkward when placed in a social situation himself. If one can see or break past Rio's outer shell, they may discover that he is warmer than he makes himself seem--though they may also find colder aspects of him that he prefers to hide. Unsure how to express himself normally, any feelings of care or friendliness Rio experiences are often evinced as a form of protectiveness. Because of his lack of apparent reaction to most situations, Rio appears to be continually numb or somehow sedated.
Background: Rio never knew his original parents, but has never seemed to regret it either. Rather, he was passed from foster home to foster home--most of which treated him kindly enough and each of which he appreciated. For unknown reasons, however, it seemed that some form of disaster would be visited upon whatever family Rio was given to. Whether disease, social problems, finances, or even death, terrible events followed Rio wherever he went. After an entire family was killed in a car accident, with Rio being the only survivor, the boy finally ran away to avoid causing trouble for anyone else. Rio gave himself the last name, "Sangre"--meaning "blood"--due to the pain and bloodshed he felt that he brought. The different pieces of jewelry Rio wears each come from one of the families he was given to, though he did not obtain an item from every family.
Other: Rio has an unusually high tolerance of the cold. Unfortunately, however, this is balanced by his minimal tolerance of warm weather.
Roleplay Sample:

Snow fell from the sky, already beginning to cover the site of the terrible event that had recently occurred. Still on its side, a car lay beside a now-bent light pole. The car hood was open and deformed from the impact, while the engine was almost torn fully in half. Red streaks were painted across the pavement, mingling with dark soot and pale snow. Black marks stretched up the sides of the destroyed car, signaling the fire that had been extinguished only moments ago. Men and women in uniforms rushed about the scene--several redirecting traffic, others carrying medical equipment, and some treating people they already knew to be beyond hope of saving.

As the sound of an approaching siren broke the general murmur that filled the area, everyone turned their heads. "The ambulance is here!" someone called. No one bothered to note who spoke, but nonetheless the white medical vehicle rounded the corner seconds later. A policeman turned and motioned toward several medical personnel to prepare one of the victims for transport to the hospital. Lifting a stretcher that bore a young girl, the workers nodded, waiting for the amublance to come to a stop.

Several yards away, a voice murmured, "What about him?" They motioned toward a blue-haired male who lay motionless upon the ground. A flat line and equally flat tone came from the electrocardiogram attached to him. Meanwhile, a doctor worked dilgently with a defibrillator, attempting to revive the youth. A slight shake of the head was given in response to the inquiry. "He's beyond our reach."

Suddenly, as though to defy the man's statement, a single beep broke the still air. Seconds later came a second beep. Heads turned toward the electrocardiogram, surprised faces directed toward the machine that once proclaimed death and now proclaimed life. Amidst the subdued commotion, none noticed the symbol that had emblazoned itself upon the male's upper right arm.

Snow fell from the sky.

EDIT: I added my Pokemon. Since someone else already had an Absol, I was hesitant to give my character one. But, with Absol being the "Disaster Pokemon," it was too fitting for him. ^-^;; Sorry . . .

 

[FullmetalxFangirl]

((OMG, I'm so sorry. >_> I totally forgot this was here. ^^" When we have a few more people, the roleplay can start.))

 

[Raposa Dalua]

This RPG is in dire need of some characters that are actually happy. XD

Name: Luna Gadget

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Legendary Partner: Lugia

Pokemon Team:

Furai- Shiny Flygon, Male
Niklas- Eevee, Male
Cecil- Quilava, Male
Zaffira- Absol, Female

Description: Luna stands at about five foot two, and has a thin physique with just the slight hint of muscle, indicating that she is a girl of average strength. She has long, navy blue hair that flows down in waves, ending around midback. Her thin bangs cut off just above her light gray eyes, which seem to hold a spark of determination. Set before those eyes are a pair of thin, black wire rimmed glasses with huge circular lenses. Overall... she looks quite goofy. Nerdy, perhaps, but in a pretty way (not hot, not beautiful, not cutesy innocent... just pretty).

Her creamy white skin is covered by a white t-shirt, which has a thick, light blue stripe surrounded by two thinner stripes going around her shirt in the chest area. Smack in the middle of these stripes is a medium sized, light blue star. Her jeans are a dark blue, inching just a shade lighter than the color of her hair. Beyond these are a pair of white socks and black, laceless sneakers. On her back is a bookbag carrying the essentials for travel, including a plain sort of jacket for traveling in cold areas.

Contrary to popular belief, her voice is not high-pitched, nor is it squeaky. Her voice is only slightly higher pitched than that of a normal girl her age, and has a soft, melodic ring to it. As for her special marking, well it's not all that special looking. Just a small feather shaped marking, silver in color, situated on her right shoulder. It can easily be passed off as a rather plain looking tattoo.

Personality: Luna is one of those people that, at no matter what age, you could imagine her as the silly person that says "Oooh, what does this button do?" and consequently blows up half of Europe. Now, this isn't to say that she is stupid, she's just overly curious, and has a tendency to not think before she acts. She's got this crazy sort of happiness that would probably annoy people who can see life for what it really is. She tends to be overly optimistic about everything, and her naivety seems to override any fears she might have. For example, if she caught a burglar snooping around her home, the first thing she'd do is offer said burglar some tea. And cookies. In anycase, her happy way of thinking and bright, simplistic outlook on life can make her appear to be very childish, though on occasion she will spurt out random words of wisdom that make people wonder just what exactly she's thinking in that strange mind of hers.

Background: Luna grew up with the strong, unbreakable belief that her great great great great great great grandfather, Henry Gadget, had indeed invented the gadget. Now, it is unknown to her what exactly the gadget was, or even how it was put to use, but the idea was there. Of course, her friends were far and few as most children in Lavender town seemed unwilling to believe that someone as important as the inventor of gadgets could be related to such an odd person as Luna. This did little to discourage Luna, however, and her life continued normally. Nothing tragic has happened to her, no killed parents, no angst, no events that would bring on a sudden onslaught of tears should she be reminded of them... just a normal girl. With a special marking.

Other: Vanilla Soup

Roleplay Sample: Can be our character's intro, but doesn't have to be...? 'Cause I'll just take a sample from another RPG then...

"Yes, and the Pokemon Center should be just around this corner here..."

The strange, blue haired girl rubbed her head in frustration as she again came to a turn that did not contain the Pokemon Center on the other side. The young Eevee let out an exasperated sigh, closing his blue eyes and shaking his head. He looked up at her with an expression that clearly doubted any skills she might have within that brain of hers. She caught the stare and grinned at him nonchalantly.

"Don't you worry Niklas, I totally know where we are," Luna chuckled while taking another glance at the street signs, "It's only, uh, two blocks thisaway!"

The odd girl took off again, Niklas easily keeping up. After all, this was beginning to get to be like a daily routine. Everyday they would head out to the Pokemon Center after training near the bridge. And every single day she would pretend to get lost so that she wouldn't have to arrive home early. She also claimed it was her way of teaching the little Eevee about the town, in case he should ever get separated from her. Really, he viewed this whole activity as rather useless, but Luna had lots of spark as a trainer that told him the times would be rough but good. Niklas was knocked out of his thoughts by the sudden stop of his trainer; her stop had caused him to bump into her from behind. He looked up at her with a mixture of anger and confusion, but she simply smiled at him.

"Aw, I'm sorry Niklas. Hey, ya know what? I think it's just about time we left this town... We've been training here long enough right?" she questioned, and the Eevee just looked at her with an expression that said 'finally!' "But as a test to see if we're ready... Well, see this street sign?"

Niklas looked up, glancing at the street sign but being unable to read it. He at least memorized what the characters sort of looked like, and gave her a curt nod.

"Get a good look bud, you recognize this area any?"

The Eevee seemed to get a little annoyed at this, wondering what she was going on about. Still, he looked around, and vaguely remembered this part of town, if only just. The ice cream stand stood out most; he remembered beind treated to the best poke-food and chocolate sundae of his young life at that place. He smiled up at her, then did a little hopskip of impatience. Just what was she getting at?

"It's good that you remember," she grinned, folding her hands behind her head, "This is a memory test for you, the final training before we leave Lavender. We've been playing memory in this town for a good month or so, right? So... you gotta lead the way to the Pokemon Center. This time I follow you, partner."

Niklas looked at her like she was crazy, but at the same time saw this as her sort of way of letting him know that they were equals. Taking the leading position, he stopped for a moment to gather his bearings, turned a couple times, then headed off to the west. Luna followed from behind, stopping when he needed to stop and pointing out roads that certainly weren't good shortcuts. It took a good thirty minutes, but they reached the Pokemon Center without any major problems (though Luna did have a rather nasty bruise on the head from a territorial Pidgey whose nest Niklas accidentally upset).

Niklas couldn't help but feel pleased with himself as the two stepped inside, shivering upon the instant cold feeling of a building whose air conditioning had been on all day. Luna requested a simple sandwhich and some pokefood for her friend from the local Nurse Joy, who had little to do at the moment and was happy to get food for the few trainers that came to Lavender Town. Upon receiving thier meals, Luna picked out a little booth near the door and sat down. She placed the bowl of food on the floor for Niklas, who immediately began wolfing it down like there was no tomorrow.

"Now, we need to map out our next destination. Attempting to get to Cerulean is out of the question," At this the Eevee looked up at her in confusion, she noted his look and replied, "Do you really wanna brave the Dark Tunnel just yet? It's scary and full of blood sucking Zubat an' we wouldn't stand a chance against the strong rock types..."

Niklas huffed at this, the determined yet hurt look on his face showing that he really thought he could take on anything if he wanted to. Luna only scruffled the top of his head and shrugged at him.

"Heh, I don't doubt your skills. It's just a place I want to save for when we have a more organized team, huh?" He seemed to accept this for an answer, so she continued on, "We could follow the coast to Fuschia, or travel through Saffron down to Vermillion... Now that I think about it, we could go through Saffron to Cerulean as well. Bah, this is so confusing. I have no idea which direction I want to go in..." she muttered, averting her gaze from the map under her elbows to her male companion on the floor, who was eating his pokefood like he didn't have a care in the world.

[EDIT]Put in Pokemon Team.[/EDIT]

 

[ShieldWolf27]

Name: Xaiver Miles

Gender: male

Age: 19

Legendary Partner: Entei

Description: Xaiver, a white male standing at a normal 5'9 looks normal next to many of his age. His hair, being of medium length is a gorgeous sandy blonde color. His bright blue eyes are one of his trademark looks. He is of athletic build due to his Martial Arts training. He wears a pair of fading blue jeans with a pair of black converses for comfortablity. He wears his favorite band shirts, mostly Fall Out Boy or underOATH. The mark he received is located on his left forarm, right above the wrist. Looking like a fire ball, the mark burned into his skin when he received it.

Personality: Xaiver is a very laid back person. He really doesn't care what you look like or who you hang out with. He can befriend anyone who isn't a jerk or a snob. Thats how he stays within the popularity zone he has formed. Xaiver is the kind of guy who will look out for you even if he doesn't know you. He is the guy who everyone gets along with. He is very humorous, he loves to tell jokes and hear them. He loves to go see movies. Its one of his favorite things to do. Mostly comedies or horror movies.

Background: Xaiver comes from a long line of pokemon trainers. Four members of his family in the last 100 years has beaten the Elite Four, so when he didn't get into pokemon that much he was kinda separated from his family. He doesn't like talking about them but he will surly play with them.

Other: none

Roleplay Sample:
(using an old one if you dont mind)

Shou walked down the streets of the small town. Humans and other creatures were scurrying about their business. Selling their items. Shouts of Bargains entered his ears. But Shou continued on. He was not interested in foolish items. He was a Demon. Of human appearance, yes, and he was always like that. He needed not lesser nutrients. His white Cloak and hood appeared not to be touched by the dirt and filth of the street. His face was soft in appearance and comforting. He seemed kind enough, his baritone voice kindly refusing all the offers handed to him. Thanking the shop keepers for their kindness and all.

Then, a small child ran into Shou and fell over. Shou kneeled down to pick the child from the street floor. The smile and soft features were still on his face. But the eyes had changed tone into a darker, crueler, colder yet the eyes burning with rage. The Childs happy face turned to that of horror and ran off like he had seen a ghost.

The villagers looked oddly at Shou, and Shou took his hood off of his head, his face was back to normal, kind and comforting. The villagers seeing the face saw nothing wrong, and thus came to the conclusion that the child had probably imagined something. Life returned to normal.

For the moment, he will allow the lesser filth to run free in the lands of Ordek. But soon, Shou will claim his true title, Kurayami no Shou, so as to declare dominance over the living and the dead alike. Control the past and the present and thus dominate the Future with the choking alliance of Darkness and Fire.

 

[charizard_maa]

Name: Mike Anone
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Legendary Partner: Groudon
Description: Mike is a tall guy around 5'11 and has tanned skin. He has puffy dark brown hair and brown eyes. He wears white shoes, blue jeans with many pockets and red shirt. He wears a long green jacket which carries many of MIke's supplies as in potions and berries. A brown backpack is on his back which carries larger stuff as in cooking supplies. His mark could be found on Mike's left shoulder which looks like a rectangle and a fissure separating dividing the rectangle into two. Mike is not a muscle kind of person and can be called weak by some.
Personality: MIke is an honest man who is kind and nice. He likes to help people when he see it needed. He can be called weird because he tends to stare out into space at strange moments. He likes to be kept busy at all times and can be seen moving some part of his body at all times. He likes to be a bit funny at times but knows his limits in jokes.

He is very determine to get anything done and wants to see things to the end. His want to finish things can bring out Mike's ugly side at times.
Background: Mike was raised on Cinnabar Island which explains his dark colored skin. He grew up watching gym battles of the local gym leader Blaine which inspire him to raise a powerful fire type pokemon. Mike dreams of owning a powerful charizard after a battle that Blaine had against a charizard and his trainer. His family were all pokemon trainer but they were strong too so he feels as if he must up live that.

Mike's education in pokemon is mostly made up of what he has seen in battles around Cinnabar Island against Blaine and other trainers who have stopped by, his family and the studying he has done himself.
Other: Mike can't swim

Also if we are to have pokemon then I guess you want them here.

MIke's pokemon: Charizard, Dragonair, Beedrill, Medicham and Onix

Roleplay Sample:

MIke was on the ferry heading for Pallet Town. He was heading for Pallet Town to begin his pokemon journey in Kanto. He has many things he want to do on this journey as in getting a charmander and battling at gyms. Hopefully after he defeats the gym leaders and the Elite Four in Kanto he will be able to move on to test his power in other regions as in Hoenn. He smiled as he thought about this as the ferry sailed north.

He then made his way to a chair on the ferry and sat down on it. He then saw a girl walked by and instantly he knew her from Cinnabar Island. He wonder what she doing here thought Mike. She had bright red hair, baggy blue jeans and a black top. He seen her often around the Cinnabar Island Gym. Now he wonders what brings her out to Pallet Town. He decided to talk to her, "Hey. What are you doing here?"

The girl looked at him and said, "Do I know you?"

Mike shook his head and said, "I not sure. I have seen you around the Cinnabar Island Gym, mostly when it is closed. I just want to know your name."

THe girl smiled and said, "Oh. You don't know me? How can't you?"

Mike was silence and shook his head to say no.

The girl smiled and said, "Well I am Flannery, the leader of the Lavaridge Pokemon Gym in Hoenn."

Mike was awestruck to be this close to a gym leader from another region. He closed his month and said, "Oh. That is cool. Still why do you come to Cinnabar all the time?"

Flannery smiled and said, "Oh. Well only to train with Blaine. He is a master on fire type pokemon so I just go there every so often to battle with him."

Mike nodded and said, "Are you just as strong?"

Flannery laugh and said, "I like you kid." SHe slapped him on the back and tried to stand up straight, She then said, "How about once you make it to the Hoenn region and battle me. THen I show you if I am just as strong." She then walked off to a cabin.

Mike smiled and yelled, "Ok. I make sure" Now he had another reason to get a charmander. He needed to prove that he is a strong trainer with a strong fire pokemon in order to beat other fire users like Flannery and Blaine.

 

[Whispering Winds]

Name: Maia Landers
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Legendary Partner: Moltres
Description: Maia stands around five feet, three inches tall. Her skin is tanned from spending large amounts of time in sunlight. Her eyes are a pure shade of blue, and covered by a pair of glasses. Maia grows her flame-red hair to waist level, and has bangs over her forehead to cover up the Moltres-shaped birthmark there.

Maia has three outfits that she wears most of the time. Her first outfit is her old Team Rocket uniform. It consists of a sleeveless white shirt with a large, red letter 'R' on it that ends above her navel; a white mini-skirt; and black boots and gloves. Her second outfit is composed of a black T-shirt, blue denim shorts, and white socks and sneakers. Her third outfit has a more formal look that she dislikes wearing unless she needs to. This outfit consists
Personality: Despite her somewhat fearsome appearence, Maia is actually quite calm and peaceful. She is kind and respectful, though a little selfish and greedy at times. She is intelligent and a very competent Pokemon trainer. In battle, she prefers a tactical strategy rather than an all-out offensive; she will often soften her opponent's Pokemon up by hindering potential and causing status ailments. She is not too fond of the Moltres-shaped mark on her forehead, and keeps it covered up by her hair.
Background: Though Maia does not completely understand everything, Mew's existance affected her life. Her father was one of the Team Rocket scientists who found the strand of Mew's hair deep in the jungle and brought it to New Island, where he died in the great explosion. Raised by her mother ever since that day, she longed to learn what happened to her father. Though Maia was reluctant to join Team Rocket once she left home to become a Pokemon Trainer, and commit to a life of crime, she knew that would be the only way to discover the truth behind the fate of the scientists on New Island.

While searching through her base one day, she found an incomplete video of what went on that day, and began to piece together the rest of the story. Learning the truth now caused her to despise Team Rocket with a passion, so she resigned from the organization the very next day, somehow managing to keep her uniform. After leaving Team Rocket, she made researching about the birthmark on her forehead her next mission as a Pokemon Trainer. Until she was sixteen, she found very few clues to the mark's significance, but a letter she received from Professor Oak suddenly caused Maia to begin to understand.
Pokemon: Charizard, Umbreon, Lickitung, Weedle
Other: None
Roleplay Sample:

Maia had been living at her old home in Vermilion City with her mother for about a month now. She had almost given up on researching her birthmark after three years of traveling the world and studying. With nothing left to do now, she returned to the house where she grew up. She had asked her mother about the mark several times, but all she was told was that it was on her forehead from the moment she was born. Maia had realized that the mark had some connection to the legendary fire bird Pokemon that it resembled, but that was all that she knew. She could find no more information on it anywhere in the world. However, that suddenly changed.

"This came in the mail today. It's addressed to you," Maia's mother shouted into the girl's father's former office. Maia emerged from the room and took the envelope from her mother's hand. "It's from Professor Oak," she commented, reading the return adress. "What could he possibly want with me?"

"Open it, honey. That's the only way you'll find out," her mother responded jokingly.

Maia opened the envelope and read the letter inside:

Dear Maia Landers,

Our planet is in terrible danger. You, along with thirteen other chosen ones bear the mark of a legendary Pokemon on your bodies. Each of these Pokemon has an orb that must be retrieved to stop an evil man from obtaining Mew's Jewel. You may not understand some of this, but I shall explain the rest once you arrive. You must come to Pallet town as soon as you possibly can.

Sincerely,
Professor Samuel Oak

It sounded like it was bogus. However, Maia had nothing else to believe. She jumped up, excited and dashed outside to the backyard of the house as she yelled "Bye, Mom!" Her three Pokemon were playing there. She quickly recalled the Lickitung and Umbreon into their Pokeballs, but left Charizard. The girl jumped onto the Pokemon's back and said, "We need to get to Pallet Town ASAP. It's time to fly!"

With that, the fire Pokemon began to flap his wings and take off into the sky, heading west.

 

[FullmetalxFangirl]

Full name: Maya Nelson

Gender: Female

Age: 13

Ethnicity: Sootopolis-ian (O.o)

Legendary Partner: Ho-oh

Pokémon Team: Pidgeot, Octillery, Ursaring, Magcargo, Plusle, Kadabra

Personality: Maya is very happy and optimistic. She is a real 'let's talk about me' person, and is happy to accept anyone and everyone. While her life isn't always idealistic, she remains convinced that things will get better. However, she can also be quite hard on herself, and tends to get embarassed very easily.

Appearance: Maya is of average height for her age, standing at around 5'4". Her skin has a slight olive-ish hue, due to living her whole life in the warm climate of Sootopolis. Her eyes are a very pale amber, and give her a slightly spooky appearance. Her hair is long and black, and is tied into two plaits that hang down to just above her waist. She wears a black tube top with a white jacket over the top, and denim jeans. She also wears a pair of white trainers with blue markings along the upper.

History: From an early age, Maya showed signs of dyslexia, a disorder that made it difficult for her to read, write and spell. Because of this, she was often shunned by her classmates. Despite this, she remained optimistic, and persisted with her schoolwork. While she found it hard to read questions, she did her best to show how intelligent she could be when asked orally. Because she had to remember what was said, she also developed an excellent memory.
At the age of ten, Maya first noticed a strange mark on her shoulder - a white, bird like mark with a red outline flecked with yellow. She thought nothing of it, and dismissed it as a birthmark that had just shown up late. She showed no one else, but upon recieving her first pokémon, professor Birch caught a glimpse of it, and told her not to tell anyone, and that he would stay in touch.
Just recently, not long after her thirteenth birthday, she recieved a letter from the good professor.

Dear Maya

I hope you don't mind that I told professor Oak about that mark on your shoulder - he is somewhat of an expert in the area in which I believe it is concerned. My suspiscions were correct, and I believe that if you look at it now, if you haven't already, you will notice something strange about it.

Sure enough, when Maya rolled up her sleeve, it was different - still mostly white and flecked with orange, but the outline no longer remained red, oh, no. It was flashing different colours - the seven colours of the rainbow.

This is, according to professor Oak, the mark of Ho-oh. It confirms his belief that the legendary pokémon are in trouble.
He has told me that you, along with thirteen others, have been marked by said legendaries. I don't know a lot about it myself, but professor Oak requested that you meet him at his lab in Pallet Town.

Best wishes
~Professor Birch

Roleplay Sample: ((Holy cow, I am feeling lazy today. You get a post from another roleplay because I suck.))

In the depths of the forest, a large waterfall thundered down upon the mirror-like surface of a lake. Many rocks and boulders dotted the lake's surface, each bathed in a misty glow. Rimmed with oaks and elms. it was a stunning view.

A girl of fifteen with strawberry blonde hair stood by the lake, painting. Her brush fell in graceful strokes down the page, dancing over the white canvas. The girl looked up at her subject occasionally, her eyes a deep emerald-green. Her hair billowed out behind her, each firey strand spangled with light. She wore a neat dress with a blue top and white skirts, and a silver chain around her neck. Embedded within the silver charm that hung from it was a dark sapphire that glinted whenever she moved. Taking a step back to admire the painting, she smiled sweetly and gave the thumbs-up to her subject.

The recipient of the signal was another fifteen year-old girl. She had long, flowing hair of silvery blonde which whipped about her with the force of the waterfall. Emerald-green optics shone brightly, though they were filled with an enternal sadness and wisdom. Haloed in mist, she was truly magnificent. She wore only the bottom half of a bikini for purposes of the painting, and she gave a sigh of relief as she was given the all-clear to move. Stretching herself out, she dived gracefully into the water, hair flying out behind her. Barely a splash was made as she broke the calm surface of the water. She swam as gracefully as if she were flying back to shore, and stood with a toss of her hair and put on a black, sleeveless top. She gasped as she saw the painting and traced over the details with a slender finger.

The colours were perfect and subtle, capturing the true essence of the girl. It depicted the waterfall crashing down upon the beautiful girl, the mist encircling her slender frame. She was perched upon a rock, bright eyes gazing sadly out to the edge of the canvas. The girl gave the painter a clap on the back. "Nice one, Ember," she said in a somewhat harmonious tone. The artist smiled and said softly, "Thanks, Lena." Her voice was sweet and melodic, clear as a bell. They clasped hands and said in unison, "Sisters? Sisters!"

 

[Kaishen]

Name: Kaishen Zephyr [Kai for short]
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Legendary Partner: Raikou
Pokémon Team:
Flare ~ White colored Arcanine, Male
Blu ~ Dark blue colored Growlithe, Female
~Flygon, Male
Description: 6' 1", Tan, Blonde spiky hair with black highlights, greyish blue eyes, White shorts, and a white sleeveless shirt with blue fire on the back. The mark would be a dark grey line in the shape of a lightning bolt streaking from his left palm, around his neck, and back to his right palm.
Personality: At heart, Kai is a good natured, kind person. He is fierce when protecting something he loves.
Background: Umm... Kai comes from a family of middle class people. Hailing from pallet town, Professor Oak was the first person he turned to when the mark appeared.
Other: ~I don't think i have any extra stuff~
Roleplay Sample:
Kai gets up out of bed and walks to the bathroom. He washes his face, but then immediatly notices the lightning shaped marks on his hands and arms. He gets dressed, and immediatly runs out the door. "You aren't going to eat breakfast then Kai?!" his mother yelled after him. "No thanks mom!" he yelled back to her. A few minutes later, he reaches Professor Oak's Lab. He knocks, and Oak comes to the door. Kai steps in and sits down, panting from running to the lab. "What's wrong?" Oak asked him. "Professor, what can you tell me about this?" he said, showing the professor his arms. "Oh my... no... it couldn't be..." Oak stammered, walking over to a bookshelf. He pulls a thick bound book off of the shelf and then proceeds by blowing dust off of it. He opens the book and starts to skim through it. "Ah, yes here it is." he said. Kai walks over to Oak. "What?" he asked, clueless about what is going on. "Well..." Oak goes on and tells the story of Mew, and what would happen if the world were in a certain amount of danger once again. "So... I'm?" Kai asked, still absorbing all the information. "Yes. You are one of the chosen 14 people to help save the world." Oak answered him.
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OC- I hope that was okay...

 

[Rena]

Name: Enkel Tsukina
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Legendary Partner: Kyogre
Pokémon Team:
Auror- Castform- Female
Kinde- Absol- Male
Cotrin- Lunatone- Male
Nenelis- Espeon- Female
Rerilid- Starmie- Undiscrimnated
Agate- Wigglytuff- Female

Description: Enkel stands short at 5'4, being the income of many jokes when it comes to 'trees', her narrow, thin body makes you wonder how she could live in those kind of conditions, her pale contrast of her skin is accented by her stiches of freckles on every cheek, below her emerald gaze. Enkel's auburn colored hair flows down to her shoulders covering her cerulean cascading rain drop in a small ripple, it's her 'scar' or mark of the legend. Enkel wears an ivory collar top with acyrlic jet black marking shaped in a magic circle, Enkel wears a fuchsia tie with crescent moons accenting in the night sky. As pants, Enkel wears denim cargos accented with a sterling chain belt used to keep it on. Enkel wears jet adidas with a numerous amount of rocks stuck in the shoes. Enkel wears a lustrious silver pendent with a sapphire raindrop resembeling to mark behind her neck.

Personality: Enkel is curious about everything in life and what her purpose is, to have fun. Enkel seems optimistic about life and is always on the good side of things. She seems a bit flirty with the guys, falling in "fast love" with almost every cute guy, but later is heart broken because they have already found love with their soulmate. Enkel is a bit clumsy and doesn't notice any cracks in the sidewalk but still goes on with her life, if she can live from another clumsy trip. She's different because, she's a total crybaby, when someone is being cold to her of physically hurts her she may go off in a temper tantrum and the effect is that, well her friends are used to it they don't do a thing and walk away. But Enkel seems pretty good about life, if she sees something bad, she just goes on with her life. When Enkel doesn't get her way she goes into a temper tantrum, depending on the cause of the arguement. But when it comes to adventure, Enkel loves going to exotic places in different countries, but won't know what hit her if she just went by a 'secret' way

Background: Enkel is a simple trainer and her background isn't nearly as complex as most others. She grew up in a loving, great home, but unlike most people, her life had nothing to do with Pokemon. Her father had deemed Pokemon "unfit" for ladies, and thus put an end to both his wifes journey, and nor did he let Enkel start her own. She lived behind books, reading up on these strange creatures, but she dare not let her father catch her reading such material. When she was young she noticed the cascading mark behind her neck, but assuming it was just something that will go away.

When recieveing the letter from the Proffessor she wondered what her mark meant and set out to her journey. With stolen books from the local library, her thirst for Pokemon was quenched...With his death, however, Enkel has set out to begin her journey to find the meaning with her mother's Pokemon...even if she is betraying her father.

Roleplay Sample:
I was on the road to Nowhere when I came upon a sign that read 'dead end'.

Even now I don't see how that situation made any sense at all. If I was traveling on this road, I had constructed a destination of some sort; even if it was merely walking three feet past where I started. So Nowhere actually lead me somewhere. Also, being that I was apparently aimlessly wandering with no target, however, both you and I know that is a lie now, my road to Nowhere could not have a dead end...for it never had a beginning.

Either way, I found myself wandering down this particular road and I went ahead and ignored the sign. About forty-six miles into my journey, there was a gap. It was a point where ther was merely nothing, and no one; but yet again I could see the road past it. I reached out to see what I could touch within this empty space, lifeless as it seemed. Empty. But instead of feeling "nothing", considering it was nothing so feeling nothing would be what one would expect, a little boy took my hand, giggled, and said to me, "What are you doing all by yourself? Come with me."

With nothing holding me back, I followed him. He took me into a room where the clocks had stopped, and with them, had time as well. There were three chairs and a fountain. How we got there I still don't know, but at this point I was used to the uncertainty and fancied I shouldn't percieve any of this as normal, or at least an acceptable definition of normal. While I was in this room, I noticed each chair was exactly the same; each had three identical legs and one that was very different. Most people wouldn't have noticed this because this odd leg was upside down, and since chair legs don't talk back or look at you, more than likely it goes unnoticed by ordinary people because we tend to only acknowledge what will acknowledge us back.

As for the fountain, it just seemed to float over to the right side of the room. By floating, I do mean that it looked like it was lost out in space with no regard for gravity or any other laws of physics. This interested me, so I skipped over to it and held my hand out. Yet, I could not feel the water; though through it I could see it quite clearly. Returning my attention to the three chairs and realizing the boy and I were the only two in this lonely room, I asked my friend whom the third chair was for. He told me that he would be coming soon in a yellow ray of light that would indeed seem blinding. So the little boy and I danced in circles singing as loud as we could until four hours and nineteen minutes passed by on the clocks that never told time.

He told me that the third visitor was here. I looked around but could not see him, I looked in all directions, but I could still not find him. Finally, I turned around and there You were, as perfect as he said you would be, glowing in your light that could only be seen by me; because it was out of the ordinary, and I had become quite accustomed to seeing and understanding such things. The little boy tugged at my shirt and said with a smile, "Look. Now you're not alone anymore..."

 

[Loki]

OOC: My, this is a popular RP. Why not? I'll try it out!

Heee, I like this prison charrie. *shot*

Name: Vallewida (Valleh-wiida) Houh
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Legendary Partner: Registeel
Pokémon Team:
Steelix (M- Xing ((Zing)))
Skarmory (M- Xeon ((Zee-on)))
Magneton (M-Xice ((Zay-sce)))
Metang (M- Xora ((Zor-a)))
Aggron (M- Xevil ((Zeh-vill)))
Scizor (M-Xlice ((Zlice)))
Alakazam (M- Xero ((Zero)))

Description: An unnaturally tall person for his age, his 6'5'' height is extremely odd, and makes him stick out like a sore thumb, perhaps even more then his disheveled appearance. His long silver hair is unruly, mused slightly, and hangs limp and boring on his shoulders. Vallewida's narrow and cold hard eyes are also silver in color, making his pale skin seem paler then it really is. He has a constantly cold glare etched into his face and eyes, that seems to never go away. A black skin tight turtle neck that is slightly too long for him on his waist covers his torso, and over it, is a battered and torn threadbare jacket. On his chest, neck, and back are numerous scars, that remind him of the whip and knife he was under at the prison he attended for a year. A pair of long black pants, that barely drag on the ground corver his long thin legs, and a pair of plain black dress shoes protect his feet from the floor. Embedded onto the back of his right palm is a black tattoo that carries the symbol of his prison, slightly concealed by long complicated tendrils of black tattoo that reach the base of each fingernail. This tattoo is to warn people of past deeds, and that Vallewida, though discharged, may still be a potential danger. On the other hand is the mark of Registeel, and he covers both hands with black skin tight gloves that seem to mold with his shirt.
A sort of base example for his appearance

Personality: Vallewida is a cold and ruthless person, violent in general and very aggressive. He was is extremely defensive when talked to, but is otherwise virtually silent to everyone. He is rather uninformed when it comes to working with others as a team, and believes that loyalty and friendship is an illusion that is eventually doomed to end. He's self-conceited and rude, pessimistic and selfish. Vallewida has a high pride in himself, and pities almost everyone he meets for not thinking the way he does. Though he has the inevitable ability to give the cold shoulder to anyone he meets, he can easily converse with someone, even people who he thouraghly dislikes. All in all, he's an odd person, and isn't lightly accepted by many. His outlook on life is rather depressing, believing that love is an illusion created by the mind when someone obsesses over another, and that fate is mere the outcome of choices made by the victim, instead of magical things that can't be put into beings. For this reason, he seems to be under the impression that the only person that matters in the world is himself, and often unintentionally talks down to others. His way of speech is usually very formal, although the way he addresses others is not formal, polite, or in any way special at all.

Background: Locked in an abusive prison for a year, Vallewida turned silent and sullen in the dank and damp place, where the cells were all single for the murderous and insane inmates around him. Charged on account of failed attempt at murder of his father, who refused to hand the family business down to him, he was bailed from the prison within the year by a distraught mother. Vallewida forgot the family company, and returned to his pokemon, all of which were just as silent and dull as himself. He was bailed from jail at the age of 19, imprisoned on his birthday of 18. He spent four months vigorously training his pokemon, to vent his annoyance and anger, and form himself a new life, instead of bringing upon himself another few years of prison. His family, rich and prestigious, have suffered no sorrows before himself, the black sheep of the family.

Other: Vallewida gets extremely hostile whenever 'prison' or 'cell' or 'jail' is brought up in a conversation.

Roleplay Sample: On a large silvery gray pile of boulders in the middle of what seemed like nowhere, I wondered how I'd landed myself in this desolate place. I remembered hitching a ride on Xora, letting his psychic energy carry me out here, and I remember doing a lot of training with Xing, crushing and knocking out most of the local donphan. I could feel the light spray of the waterfall to my left, the light caws of the forest to my right. The boulders beneath me began to shift, and Xing rearranged himself into a more comfortable position, taking me with him. Xora was currently under the beating waterfall, trying to see if he could reverse the flow with his psychic energy- a test. He would have to evolve first, and currently, I had no plans of raising another Metang for his evolution. Xero watched him struggle and gave a sigh, pitying the pokemon's weak psychic power as compared to his own. Xero's eyes always held a sort of faraway look, and the rare words he gave were usually, 'I'm thinking'. I'd heard a rumor that Alakazam's, with their vast memory and IQ, remembered everything that has happened in the world, but keep silent. I thought it might be interesting, to remember things not of your lifetime.

Find a talkative Alakazam and spill the secrets of the world, I suppose. Xing reached over to the waterfall, and let a good portion of the water fall into his mouth, enough to stop most of the water from flowing down onto Xora. I remembered that I was supposed to go see Professor Oak for one reason or the other. The last time I'd seen him was when he gave me my charmander, my first pokemon. I had released that pokemon long ago. It didn't seem like one who was bent on captivity. I doubted anybody would be able to capture it, as the charizard it was. Very headstrong, hard to tame, barely even listened to me! And ask any one of my pokemon lounging around the waterfall, I was a tough trainer, tough and brutal. That was probably what had driven Xora to try and reverse the flow. To impress me perhaps? Gain my respect? I wondered if Professor Oak knew that I'd been in prison. Huh, probably not. Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried to retie contact with me. Nobody would, but what with my tattoo covered, and not many people knowing of the representative tattoo in the first place, not many people ever figured out that I'd been imprisoned.

I wondered if my pokemon even knew. I had an inkling that Xero had told them every last detail, but I never said anything about it. Snapping my fingers Xing's large form shifted, and disappeared in a blaze of red light. Levitating the two of us to a safe landing on the solid ground, Xero stared at me, before I snapped my fingers twice. Xora removed himself from underneath the waterfall, and Xlice, Xeon, Xevil, and Xice all disappeared in another flash of red laser. Xero continued to stare at me, until he, too, melted into his pokeball. Xora psychically removed all droplets of water on his being, and landed so I could easily seat myself on his flat surface. Then, with even more psychic power, he sped the two of us out of the trees, and onward to see Professor Oak. I wondered what he would say, the silver haired boy who was once mischevious and eccentric turned into a boring young man with the thought pattern of a serious and ancient man.

 

[Erin Moonnite]

Name: Erin Moonnite

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Legendary Partner: Zapdos

Pokémon Team:
Name: Moonlight
Breed: Shiny Umbreon
Gender: Female

Name: Tiger
Breed: Arcanine
Gender: Male

Name: Webster
Breed: Ariados
Gender: Male

Name: Levitate
Breed: Claydol
Gender: ~

Name: Dragonfly
Breed: Flygon
Gender: Female

Name: SeaDragon
Breed: Kingdra
Gender: Female

Description: She stands about five foot four, which makes her look small and unthreatening but all the more stealthy. She is slender, and graceful, yet durable and strong. Long, dark brown hair flows past her shoulder and reaches the middle of her back. Placed atop her head is a red and black hat, which is usually seen on backwards. She wears a red t-shirt with the words 'Rock Angel' written across it. A black and red striped tie sits loosly around her neck and over her chest. Hidden beneth the tie is her favorite necklace that simply has a small, black music note attatched to thread and placed about her neck. Her pants are simple, neat, and plain black. She has three belts that she wears; one is tight, just above her waist. This belt has her Pokeballs hanging from it. Another belt has a snake scale pattern to it (Seviper), and the last belt has a white background with a red, zigzaging line all the way around (Zangoose). Her sneakers are very simple, black and white and look a bit beat up. Located on her right shoulder is a sparkly, yellow, spikey ball which has no spikes exactly the same as another.

Personality: Erin is a fun-loving, kind, and careful soul, always trying to make others laugh or smile. She trys to be polite and respect anyone she meets, no matter how cold they are. But, Erin must admit that she, too, has a bit of a cold side. If insulted, or sticking up for someone else, she can become very intimidating. When angry or frustrated, she most of the time stalks off to be by herself, rarely letting her anger out on others. When serious, she becomes a leader to anyone that is willing to listen. Even though she may be kind and caring her trust is hard to obtain, but once captured she can become fiercely loyal as a friend. She would willingly give her life for a good friend.

Background: Erin lived just outside of Lilycove City on a farm which is now broken down and worn. She is still in the process of thinking of what to do with this land, as nothing but rubble lays in the huge clearing of forest. You see, when Erin was around eight or nine, she was walking home from the beach, a basket full fo shells. When she came up to the main house, it was engulfed in flames. Her parents were trapped beneth the burning wood and they ordered her to run as the other buildings were slowly following after the main house. Erin stumbbled her way through the woods, but was soon stopped by a large figure in a trench coat. A large hand grabbed her up by the collar, but out of nowhere a silvery Eevee took a bite at it's hand, making it flee. The Eevee is now known as Moonlight, her Shiny Umbreon. Erin was also top in her Pokemon class, and she was not a popular smarty like anyone would think. Since she had no friends, she spent her time studying and reading, or out in the woods, observing wild Pokemon.

Other: No remaining family.

Roleplay Sample:
((From 'War Over Hoenn: Beginnings (Rated M)'))
Erin smiled at the clever girl as Erin took her hand. "All I need you to do is trust me. No matter how out of hand my actions seem, I want you to stay put in the place I ask you to stay in." Erin explained in a whisper.

Erin lead Mimi behind a thick rack while nether the Rocket or the cashier were looking. "Okay, just stay here for me." Erin instructed and took out a Pokeball. Silently she let out her Pokemon, Webster. "Okay, Webster, I want you to climb onto the ceiling above the Rocket and wait for my cue." Erin ordered.

Webster replied with a quiet "Ahrr." and scaled up the wall and onto the ceiling. Once in position, Erin quietly snuck up behind the Rocket. The cashier was to much in a panic for words. Erin recoiled her arm and sent her fist bashing into the Rocket's head, causing him to fall to the ground. Erin stepped on his wrist which hand hand the gun in it. Erin leaded down and pried it from his fingers.

Once Erin had the gun, she took a few steps back. "Webster, String Shot!" Erin ordered. Webster reacted quickly and wrapped the Rocket in a cocoon of web, only leaving his head open. Erin then proceeded to jump over the counter and take the microphone that could be heard through-out the building.

"Everyone, you are in danger! Get out of this building before you are all attacked by Team Rocket, Magma, and Aqua!! Get out, and get to safety!!" Erin yelled. The cashier jumpped over the counter and down the stairs as the two downstairs ran out as well. The elevator passed down, and could be heard opening at the bottom level. Many foot steps could be heard rushing out of the building. "All clear, Mimi, you can come out when you want." Erin said, seating herself on the counter.

"Now, for those cameras..." Erin said, taking another Pokeball off her belt. "Levitate, go!" She said as she threw the Pokeball. She caught it as it came back to her and a large Claydol appeared floating mid-air. "Levitate, please distory every camera in this building using Psybeam." Erin instructed.

Levitate went to work by guiding it's 'hands' about the ceiling of the current floor. Once it located the camera Levitate would distory it with a colorful beam. Once clear, Levitate floated to the lower level to clear those cameras. Once those were clear, he would float up to the next level and so on.

"I'll get out of this!!" The Rocket shouted. "Maybe Webster can use String Shot on your mouth.." Erin stated as Webster jumpped down from the ceiling, turning completly over mid-air and landed on the floor. "N-n-no!! I hate spiders!!" He screamed, wiggling in his cocoon. "Webster, stand guard over him." Erin said, jumpping off the counter and to a rack to grab stuff off of. Webster literally stood over the Rocket in the String Shot cocoon.

 

[CyBeastSaber]

Name: Yukinari Yakashi
Gender: M
Age: 15
Legendary Partner: Regice
Pokémon Team:
Charizard- (Flame)Male
Lapras- (Wish)Female
Tyranitar- (Jag)Male
Gengar- (Shadow)Male
Houndoom- (Dark)Female
Altaria- (Melody)Female

Description: Stands at 5'2", Yukinari has a light brown skin tone, with havy blue hair. His bangs falls short of his eyes and the rest just falls downwards towards his face. His eyes are a lighter blue hue than his hair color. Yukinari wears a gray long-sleeved shirt with a loose nvay blue shirt on top and, he wears dark blue pants. On his hands are navy blue fingerless gloves and he has on black and white sneakers with gray socks. A headband is worn slanting left upwards motion and around his neck holds a pendant with a shard of ice in a clear crystal blue stone. An outline of an ice pillar is located on his right handbehind his palm.
Personality: Yukinari is timid around girls but tries his best to overcome his shyness. He is friendly to engage with in a conversationg and kind as well. Very neutral most of the times, he likes to think and keep to himself and his pokemon. Yukinari and his pokemon are extremely loyal to each other and share a tight bond. He never betrays someone's trust that he has been given and hopes those who he gives his trust to don't betray him.
Background: Yukinari lived in Pallett Town until he was 10 studying in schools and academies. After he turned 10, he left on a journey to travel throughout the land, leaving his mother and 4 year old sister behind in Pallett. Now he has returned and his homecoming is postponed by an unexpected message from Professor Oak...
Other: nothing else really
Roleplay Sample:

KNOCK KNOCK! KNOCK KNOCK! went the rapping of the front door of a small two-story home.
"Yes. Hold on for a moment please." A mother, who has aged past 35 yet, answered behind the door. Quickly undoing the locks and slowly opening the door, she peered at the young man standing in front of her.
"Hey. I'm back." The boy said. The mother looked astonished and happy at the same time, hugged the boy with a few tears streaming down her face.
"Oh Yukinari. You're back. I'm so glad." The mother weeped. She clung onto the boy even tighter.
"Ah. Please don't clinge too much, Mom... It's good to be back." Yukinari said as he returned his mother's hug and then both pulled away. "Where's Yokomi?" He asked peering around looking for his younger sister. A girl about 9 years old turned past the living room corner and stopped dead in her tracks. "Big... brother?" came the innocent girl's voice. Yukinari opened his arms and the little girl ran towards him.
"Hey Yokomi. How've you been?" He asked patting her head. "Very Fine!!!" She said beeming with happiness. Yokomi loosened her grip on her brother's shirt and backed from the hug while grinning. Yukinari's mother approached Yukinari and handed him a message on a sheet of paper. "This is from the Professor. He wants you to meet him right away. And you had just came back too. Hmph. Now you're going off on another journey." She said with a bit of disappointment.
"Haha. Don't worry. I'll be back." Yukinari encouraged his mother, gave both her and Yokomi a hug and left for Professor Oak's lab on the hill a few houses down the street.
"Wonder what's so urgent that I have to come right away?" Yukinari wondered to himself.
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Okay... That was crappy but hope it'll do. Not much but talking. XD

 

[Kaishen]

Umm... Uzumaki Naruto, I took Raikou as my legendary thing

 

[CyBeastSaber]

Hahah. U did? Darn. I didnt see XD Sorry 'bout that.

 

[Rena]

Sorry, about this Uzimaki, but I already took Kyogre as my partner, sorry!

 

[The_Informer]

interesting.. im hooked :P keep on going

 

[Light_Azumarill]

Erm, The_Informer, I am here to inform you that your post is spam. You didn't sign up for this RP, therefore you should not post in it. Please delete your post.

Oh, and Uzumaki_Naruto, I think the only ones not taken are Regice and Regirock. ^-^