Name: Rin Whitestone
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance: Rin has long, deep, almost black, purple hair. Her skin is extremely pale and cold. She has dull grey, soulless eyes that always have the same expression. For this reason, the little boys in her village call her 'a vampire'. She wears a dark purple lacy shirt, along with a black skirt. She has small, Duskull earrings and black, high-heel boots. She wears the same clothes all the time, even during winter. She carries a voodoo doll around with her. Her body is rather frail.
Personality: Rin is one messed up, freaky girl. She pretends to talk to spirits and ghosts, and likes to take picnics in old graveyards. She has spent her childhood hugging and cuddling Muk and talking to gravestones. Everything pink, cute and girly is extremely scary and ugly to her. She likes things like Grimer, Ghastly and Duskull. The creepy thing is that they like her back, even hugging her.
Rin's face is one other creepy thing about her. She always has the same blank, bored expression, even when she is writhing in pain, even when she is scared, even when she is sad and even when she is happy. Whatever goes around inside of her doesn't show at all on her face. She could be living her happiest day ever or being dragged into her worst nightmare, but she will always have the same expression.
When she gets annoyed, she likes to slide out her voodoo doll and say, "This is a voodoo doll. If I pierce this into its heart, you will die." Also, she oftenly pops out of nowhere when somebody has done something bad and say, "You shouldn't do that. It's bad. Evil spirits will come and drag you into the deepes pit of hell." Because of this, most people think of her as creepy.
History: Rin grew up in Snowpoint City, where she is used to the cold and snow. Most of the villagers stay away from her because she is too freaky, especially the children. Rin is saddened by this, but of course, you couldn't tell. It is a hobby of hers to bring a bouquet of flowers to a gravestone during a snowstorm and start conversing with the 'dead spirit'. She did had one friend though, a creepy old man with glowing eyes the sold bubblegum. During her life, Rin has always loved Pokemon and treated them nicely, even the ones she finds 'ugly', like Togepi, Chansey, Jigglypuff or Azurill.
Her parents have always been freaked out by their daughter's behavior, but they loved her anyway, since Rin, apart from her spooky hobbies, was pretty much a nice girl. She had poor grades in school, however: a fact her parents were very disappointed to learn. Because of this, Rin tries to study hard and do her best, but in the end, she always ends up with a ten or so. Since Rin has a pretty, tinkling voice, her parents encouraged her to try singing instead, but the girl obviously showed that she did not find it particularly enjoyable. After a while, she decided to 'try something new', as they said it, and so traveled to Twinleaf Town at Professor Rowan's announcement.
Other: She will faint if she sees a Smoochum.
Pokemon: Shinx (Male)
RP Sample 1:
Chapter Four: Part V
Renka wrenched the door open. To her disgust, the scent she smelled right now was no doubtly grass. She glanced around. The large field was covered with short, green stuff. The Pokeball symbol was traced on the ground with white paint.
And there he was. Green hair sticking out irritatingly, Kent did not looked surprised to see her. In fact, his expression was delighted. He came running.
"Renka!" he exclaimed, sliding to a halt. "I'm so glad you came!"
Renka shot him a venemous look.
He flinched. "Um...are you okay?" he asked uneasily. Then he bit his lip. "Uh...if it's about earlier, I'm sorry....I did pay for the bill though...sorry, I know I shouldn't have left you like that..."
Renka curled up her fists. In a flash, she raised one hand and slapped Kent fiercely on the face. The Gym echoed with the loud sound of the slap. He choked in surprise.
"R-Renka?" he coughed. Renka's strength must have caught him off guard. He looked shocked.
"That's for holding my hands, you weed-haired blockhead," Renka said through clenched teeth. Kent stared blankly at her. "And this--" She inhaled deeply. "IS FOR TRYING TO FLIRT WITH ME, YOU PERVERT!"
He never saw it coming. Renka raised her knee and kicked him brutally in the nuts. He yelped, bending over in pain.
Renka had regretted it later. It had taken Kent fifteen minutes before he could stand up again. But when he did, she saw that all the soft emotion was gone from his eyes. Now they were hard as stone, and they stared fiercely at her, blazing with a competitive flame.
"All right, Renka. I hope you're ready," he warned. "I won't hold back just because you're a girl."
Renka resisted the temptation to kick him again. She contented herself with simply a mocking snort.
"And you don't go crying because you were beaten by a girl," she sneered. Kent's face hardened.
He took out two Pokeballs from his pockets. He threw them into the air and, with a double popping sound, the flashes of light transformed into two small, green creatures. The Pokedex in Renka's own pocket rang out:
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Bulbasaur #01 : Seed Pokemon
Grass/Poison
The seed on its back can store nutrients. By soaking up the sun's rays, the seed grows progressively larger.
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Chikorita #152 : Leaf Pokemon
Grass
It waves its leaf around to keep foes at bay. A sweet fragrance also wafts from the leaf, creating a friendly atmosphere and becalming any battling Pokemon. It loves to bask in sunlight.
"It'll be a double battle," Kent declared. "So you choose two of your Pokemon."
Renka bit her lip. Skorupi and Ledyba have the type advantage, but with Hoppip's Confusion, we could hold one enemy in place...but what about the other one?
Suddenly, an image flashed in her mind. She grinned.
"All right," she smirked. "Let's do this."
She tossed two Pokeballs. They clicked open in mid-air, and, with two flashes of light, Skorupi and Hoppip stood on the grass. Kent frowned.
He shook his head. "Okay. I'll let you have the first move."
Big mistake, weedhair! "Hoppip!" Renka yelled. "Use Confusion on Bulbasaur! Out!"
Hoppip understood. It lifted Bulbasaur into the air, then, to Kent's surprise, sent the grass Pokemon flying out the window.
Renka grinned evilly. "Now, Hoppip, use Confusion on Chikorita to hold it in place!"
Before Kent could react, Chikorita was being engulfed in bright blue light. It strained its body; it couldn't move a muscle.
"Too easy," Renka said under her breath. "All right, Skorupi! Pin Missile!"
Skorupi raised its stinger. It shot out several sharp, glowing needles. They flew into Chikorita, slashing and cutting up the leaf Pokemon. It whimpered.
"Chikorita!" Kent shouted frantically. "Use your Poison Powder!"
Chikorita couldn't move. But it didn't need to in order to spray its purple, poisonous powder into the air. Skorupi, of course, was not affected in the least. However, Hoppip squealed as it inhaled the poison. It started panting, and then crumbled down to the ground, barely conscious. Of course Poison attacks were super effective against it. Hoppip's Confusion released its hold on Chikorita. It sighed with relief as it found it could move again.
"Darn!" Renka muttered. She raised one Pokeball. "Return, Hoppip." She gritted her teeth. "Okay. No more playing games. Skorupi, use Poison Sting! Unavoidable mode!"
Skorupi shot out poison particles in every direction. Chikorita stumbled around trying to avoid them, but they pierced into it like needles anyway. There were too many.
"Quantity can be good sometimes too." Renka was grinning again. "Okay, Skorupi. Finish it with Pursuit!"
Skorupi nodded. A dark, sinister aura began forming around its tail. Then, with one, straight jerk, it shot it out at the Chikorita. The latter tried to dodge, but for some reason, it realized that it couldn't move properly. Its vision blurred. It cried out in pain as the Pursuit hit it. It fell to the ground. It gave one last twitch before it fell unconscious.
"Return," Kent said, sounding disappointed. He gazed at Renka from across the field. "You're quite strong, you know."
Renka twitched with annoyance. "Yeah, I know. Now hurry up and give me your stupid badge."
Strangely, Kent smiled. "You don't know that yet. After all, we both have one Pokemon left."
Renka frowned, puzzled. "What? Chikorita's out."
"I know," Kent replied evenly. "But when we started this battle, we both had two Pokemon, right?"
Renka looked at him disbelievingly. Is he saying…?
Kent grinned. "Who said Bulbasaur was out?"
Just as he spoke, a dark figure jumped in from the window. Pieces of shattered glass flew across the Gym. Bulbasaur stood, in front of its trainer, ready to fight.
Renka gaped. "But how? I thought…" Hoppip had most probably thrown Bulbasaur out the window as hard as possible. Not to mention that there were good chances that it would hit a building as it fell. But Bulbasaur hardly had a scratch. It didn't even look hurt.
"Bulbasaur's tough," Kent answered, eyes sparkling. "A lot tougher than Chikorita. Don't think you'll beat it easily. Bulbasaur's in a whole different league."
Tougher or not, it's still a Grass-type! "Skorupi, use Poison Sting!" Renka commanded.
"Bulbasaur, dodge it!" Kent ordered his Pokemon.
Skorupi fired a row of poison particles. Bulbasaur leaped into the air, avoiding the attack just in time.
"Now, use Leech Seed!" Kent yelled.
Bulbasaur, still in mid-air, grunted as a small seed sprouted from the plant on its back. The seed fell, landing on Skorupi's back. It screeched in surprise. As the seed cracked open, vines grew from it, wrapping Skorupi in a tangle of vines. Renka watched in horror as the vines began sucking the scorpion Pokemon's energy. It was weakening by the second.
"Skorupi, use Bite" Renka ordered, scowling at Kent.
Skorupi bit into a vine. It snapped apart considerably easily. Skorupi started slowly gnawing at each vine. Finally, it shook itself, as pieces of torn vines fell to the ground.
"Ha," Renka murmured.
"Impressive," Kent said approvingly. "But not good enough. Bulbasaur, use Razor Leaf!"
This time razor-sharp leaves flew out of the Pokemon's bulb. They spun towards Skorupi.
"Skorupi, use Pin Missile," Renka said, half-distracted. She had noticed something interesting.
The scorpion Pokemon released a series of sharp needles. They flew into the leaves, exploding as they collided. They were an even match.
"Skorupi, use Pin Missile again," Renka ordered.
Skorupi repeated the process. It shot out the missiles more forcefully now, hoping to hit Bulbasaur.
"Bulbasaur, guard with Vine Whip," Kent said, grinning.
Two dark vines grew out of Bulbasaur's back. The latter waved them around, easily deflecting the Pin Missile attack, only slightly wincing at the pain.
However, for some strange reason, Renka was smiling. "I've got you now," she said slyly. "Skorupi, use Poison Sting! This time, aim for the bulb on its back!"
Skorupi shot out the largest number of particles yet. There were so many that they made the room slightly purple. They all flew in different directions, but they were all aimed at one single thing. The bulb.
Kent panicked. "Bulbasaur! Use Leaf Storm!"
Renka watched in amazement as thousands, maybe millions of sharp, green leaves flew out of Bulbasaur's back. They spun around in a whirl of wind, destroying all of Skorupi's poison needles.
"Skorupi, do it again," Renka said flatly.
Kent stared at her like she was crazy. Skorupi nodded, and with a bit more difficulty than last time, created the same amount of poison particles, then shot them all out towards Bulbasaur's bulb.
"Use Leaf Storm again!" Kent yelled nervously.
This time, less leaves shot out of the plant Pokemon's bulb. It seemed like Leaf Storm's immense power came at a heavy price. Bulbasaur was panting, barely able to hold itself up with its shaky little legs.
"Now!" Renka roared. "Quickly!"
Skorupi fired out several thin, poisonous barbs. Kent opened his mouth to say something, but was too late. Bulbasaur, not having enough energy to dodge, yelped as a few poison needles struck its bulb. At once, it began trembling, then slumped down on the ground dazedly.
So it was its weakness spot. Ha! I was right! Now to see if my other theory works too…
"Skorupi, Pin Missile!" Renka shouted.
Skorupi jumped slightly into the air as glowing needles rained down from its stinger. Bulbasaur winced as the sharp objects slashed down at it.
Kent looked like he was in a frenzy. He wringed his hands, muttering about something.
"Bulbasaur!" he ordered shakily. "Charge in and use Tackle!"
Bulbasaur seemed to let out a groan. Using all of its efforts, it heaved itself up. Staggering, it tried to find its balance. Then, when it was stable, it started charging at Skorupi.
"Skorupi! Avoid close combat!" Renka advised. "Jump up and get behind him!"
Bulbasaur attempted to slam itself into Skorupi. The scorpion Pokemon managed to jump at the very last moment. It landed behind Bulbasaur.
"Good, now use Poison Sting to hold it in place!" Renka commanded, having an idea.
Skorupi looked surprised, but obeyed. It shot out four particles, each pinning Bulbasaur down.
"Now move back. It might break free and Tackle you again," Renka told it. Skorupi skidded a few feet away. "All right." Renka took a deep breath. "Skorupi. Do it."
Skorupi jumped, startled. But, seeing the serious look on its trainer's face, it braced itself. Purple energy began accumulating around its tail. It concentrated every drop of energy it had into its stinger. Then, as Renka nodded, it fired. The gigantic, poisonous needle flew out, shooting towards Bulbasaur at an incredible speed.
"I call this Venom Sting," Renka whispered.
It pierced Bulbasaur's bulb completely, even managing to crack the ground behind it. Bulbasaur screeched at the intense pain, then fell unconscious at once. The poison dispersed into the air, breaking into tiny purple shimmers. Kent looked dumbfounded.
"Well? Now do I get my badge?" Renka asked, a grin spreading on her face.
RP Sample 2:
Chapter One: Introduction to a Life as a Criminal
"Okay then, you lot were the least pathetic of all the sign up's. You are now members of Team Rocket, congratulations Grunts. As you know Team Rocket exists to steal pokémon to make profit... unfortunately not everyone agrees with our methods. One such organisation is the police force. While we are far better organised and stronger than the police force, they are nevertheless a nuisance. This being said, your first mission is to send a message to Police Forces around Kanto. You have all been told which pokémon you will receive... so when you receive your starter pokémon, each of you will be sent to a city in Kanto. When you reach this City, your mission is to steal Officer Jenny's Growlithe. When stealing Growlithe, you will leave one of the notes that are on the desk to my left. This will show the police force that they should never mess with Team Rocket! There is an airlift waiting to take all of you to your destination. Oh, and if you fail to retrieve your Growlithe... don't bother coming back!"
Yura listened in interest. So she was to steal the reputed Officer Jenny's faithful Growlithe? Interesting!
When the speech ended, all of the new grunts were scattered across the room. Admins came and gave each of them a Pokemon. Some received theirs enthusiastically, some solemnly and some shrugging, not thinking it was a very big deal. Many released their Pokemon on the spot. A few were disappointed, but most cried out in joy. Yura herself was content with her own partner: she had been told she would be given an Ekans.
A hand tapped her shoulder. "You Miss Snowsdale?" The speaker was a tall man, dressed completely in black and wearing a large red R on the front of his shirt. An admin.
Yura nodded. The admin handed her a small red and white ball. Yura took it without a word, and dipped her head in respect. The admin, looking quite pleased, took off, shouting, "Mister Gladius! Is there anyone called Alexander Gladius?"
Yura smiled. People were easy to manipulate after all. She had just appealed to the admin's good side; she felt his support might be useful in the future. Then, she glanced at the Pokeball clutched in her hand. That night, she had seen an Ekans. A powerful snake Pokemon that could breathe smoke and choke its prey.
"Come out," she said softly. She tossed the ball into the air. It snapped open with a faint clicking sound. Red light escaped from it, taking form in the air. The crimson glow faded to reveal a large, purple snake Pokemon. It had a ring of gold around its neck. Five golden rattles were attached to its long tail. Its underbelly glowed gold and its golden eyes were fixed on Yura. The slits it had for pupils stared at the girl in an unwavering gaze. There was no doubt about it. This was an Ekans.
"Aww..." Yura cooed.
In a flash, the Ekans took on its full height, parting its jaws to reveal usually hidden, long sharp fangs and a forked tongue. It hissed menacingly.
Yura smiled. She raised her hand to reach the snake's head and petted it softly. The Ekans, surprised, slowly lowered itself. Soon, it was rubbing itself against Yura, making a soft, content hissing noise.
"Now, I have to give a name to a special creature like you, don't I?" Yura thought out loud. "How about...Pharaoh?" The snake Pokemon hissed in contentment.
"All right then, Pharoah," Yura said. "We've better get going, we've got a mission." Pharaoh slithered up Yura's body and curled itself up around her. And so they left.
The aircraft was waiting for them, at the roof. Yura exchanged greetings with the pilot, then hastily sat down on one of the leather seats, carefully avoiding to tread on Pharaoh's dangling tail. The aircraft took off. Yura felt it rise into the air and fly swiftly in the sky. Judging by the movement, she wouldn't be surprised if they were arrested just for flying at this speed. Suddenly, the craft halted to an abrupt stop.
"We're here," grumbled the pilot. "Saffron City. We're right above the police station, so just take a parachute and jump." He indicated several white bags laying on the floor.
"No thanks," Yura said lightly. "I don't need those." The pilot raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
Yura took off her bag. Reaching into it, she pulled out a large machine. It was shaped like wings, covered in white dove feathers, with a strap in the middle to attach it. At the end was something resembling a rocket launcher. Strapping it on, Yura waved at the pilot and jumped off.
And she fell. Pressing the button at the end, the rocket roared to life. Hot fire sprouted from the hole. Pharaoh cried out in disapproval at the sudden change of temperature. Yura laughed as she soared in the air, landing gracefully on the hard roof. Turning her mechanical wings off, she plucked one feather off. She would need it.
She crept silently down the stairs. The officer's room was just a level below her. She wondered what strategy to use: break in with brute force and snatch the Pokemon, or cause a distraction and use stealth instead? She decided on the latter. Also, her new Pokemon would be perfect for the job. Walking, she noticed the fire alarms overhead. She smiled. She had an idea.
She ordered Pharaoh to gather the most flammable stuff as possible, like paper or wood, without being seen. The Ekans returned ten minutes later, hoarding a pile of crumpled paper and wood. Yura rewarded him by petting him gently on the head. Then, she took out her lighter. She didn't smoke, but she always carried it around with her, just in case she needed a source of light or fire. Like right now. She opened the lighter and watched as a small, orange flame appeared. She set on the pile of trash. With a flash, the whole thing caught on fire. Pharaoh hissed happily, warming itself around the flames.
It didn't take long for the fire alarm to go off. Less than ten seconds later, the whole building was echoing with shrill ringing. Pharaoh sulked, bothered by the loud nosie. Yura took him on her shoulders and ran swiftly down the stairs. During this time, the officers should be evacuating, just like everyone else. Good. All was going according to plan.
She was downstairs in no time. Slipping into the hallway, she saw the sign on the second door to the left: OFFICER JENNY'S OFFICE. The door was half open; the person must have ran out in a rush. A big rush, Yura confirmed, as on top of the wooden desk in the middle of the room, lay a small, shiny Pokeball.
Triumphant, Yura went over to the desk and snatched the ball. She glanced at Pharoah. The snake Pokemon knew what to do. He opened its jaws widely and swallowed the Pokemon in a fast gulp. The lump stayed below its throat, so that it wouldn't be touched by the Ekan's acid digestive juices.
She plunged her hand in her bag and took out a small, folded note. She threw it on the desk, placing the dove feather she had plucked off earlier next to it. There. Mission complete.
And she slipped back out of the room, leaving the door half-open like it was at her arrival, flew up the stairs, and stepped back outside, on the building's roof. Her wings were still there, laying against the stone wall. Strapping it on, she jumped off and flew, returning to Team Rocket Headquarters.
Later, after the firefighters had arrived and put out the fire, which, by that time, had grown quite big, Officer Jenny returned to her office to find her prized Pokeball missing, and in its place, a wrinkled note and a feather. The note read:
Beware: we will be watching you, for Team Rocket has eyes everywhere, spying on you from the deepest part of the abyss.
PS: Team Rocket is eternal.