If it's OK then I'd like to Sign up. I like the concept of this RP :)
Name: Greg Jarvis
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: What can we say about Greg? He's your average teenager: he's a mature one however, and he's a good person at heart. He'll talk like any young person, "'Sup? How'r you? Isn't this funny?" That sort of colloquial language. Greg is also quite a social fellow - he likes to make friends and he likes to have a good relationship with them. He will also stand up for them when they are down and he looks out for them - and their pokemon.
On the subject of Pokemon, Greg? He loves them. He's always liked pokemon and can befriend them easily. He looks for skill in his pokemon, but that dosen't mean he sees all others as useless. Pokemon makes his life worth living.
Appearance: Greg's skin is a fine, deep pale colour. He has rich green eyes and his hair is a brilliant brown, around neck length, and usually all over the place. He is slightly overweight but he dosen't let this bother him. You will usually find him in his brown jacket with a black t-shirt underneath, aswell as his muddy-green coloured trousers/pants. He wears a waist pack around him, to carry all his essentials and he occasionally puts on his black hat and red scarf for style - or when it rains.
Background: Greg always wanted to go on his own journey out in the vast world of Pokemon. His main goal was to gain experience and become a gym leader, however lately he's forgotten about the idea. He also comes from a typical family: a mum, dad, sister, and a new baby sister. They have all lived in the Katsu region all their lives.
One day, when Greg was taking a walk, he could hear a noise of distress. He was concerned and he looked for the source of the noise. After around five minutes he found it - a Murkrow. It had been poisoned. Greg immediately took the sick bird home and his family helped him care for it, and nurture it back to health. Since then, Greg has kept Murkrow as his own and it has since evolved into a fabulous Honchkrow. Greg has also obtained a baby nidoran (m) for his 15th birthday - it has since evolved into a Nidorino.
However, Greg noticed all of the nearby Pokemon dissapearing. What was happening? A few days later, he noticed a sign, saying that all pokemon were to be, "...disposed of." How could they do this?! Greg immediately told his parents, who luckily didn't have any pokemon. He told them how he had heard of a rebellion group - the Uprising - and how they sought to bring peace to the land. Greg's parents totally understood and, after their farewells, let him go on his journey: to find this 'Uprising' and fight alongside them.
Additional info:
Honchkrow's moveset: Dark Pulse, Fly, Shadow Ball, Night Slash
Nidorino: Double Kick, Horn Attack, Toxic, Horn Drill (yes, It's possible)
RP Sample: (Taken from 'My new RP'...) Beep! Beep! Beebeep! BEEBEEP!
The dreadful sound grew louder, or so it seemed to Loman. As he slowly got out of his bed, he remembered what day it was - Saturday, his free day. With that thought, he got out of his bed and took a morning shower.
A while later, he walked downstairs to see his Stepdad, Will, sitting, eating his toast, "What time d'you call this?" he said harshly.
"Oh shut up. It's Saturday you idiot." replied an stern Loman - he was used to this.
He decided to watch TV, mabey watch a little before he took a walk...
"Have you always wanted to be a pokemon Trainer?"
What?
"Today only - Professor Haikio is giving away not one, but Four pokemon! Do you like Swablu? How about a Cranidos? Or does a Cacnea take your fancy? Mabey you'd just like to settle for a lucky dip!"
Did he just say Cacnea?
"Today only, at Professor Haikio's Lab!"
Pokemon, Lomans only light in his life, "I'm going. Bye Mum!"
"Hah!" an evil laugh came from Will, "You? A
trainer? Don't make me laugh! You'll never succedd!" He was clearly trying to put Loman down
"Know what?" Loman replied, "I don't really care, know why? Because this journey will make me more of a man than you'll ever be you little creep..."
Loman left the house.
"Ah, good! Glad to know you're interested!" said Professor Haikio, as Loman gave her his completed registration form, "What did you say you wanted?"
"Cacnea. Please."
"I'll be a moment." she replied... after reappearing again, "Here you go! All yours!"
Loman took the pokeball, and released his new Cacnea. He took a look at the little plant like creature, it looked back. It looked like a Lonely little fellow, but he also looked tough.
"Do you want to give him a nickname?" asked Haikio.
Loman took another look at hisw new Cacnea, "Vince." he said - this was the name of his late father.
"Oh! Go and see Prof. Lipsow aswell." said Prof. Haikio.
"Thanks." said Loman, before withdrawing Vince and heading to Lipsow's office.
"I see, well, that shouldn't be a problem!" said Lipsow, as he looked for a spare pokedex, "Now enjoy yourself young man!" he said, before going back to his work. Loman took the hint, and started to leave...
..."Hey! You! Yea, take these with you. Pokeballs, essentials, you know?" Professor Haikio's assistant gave Loman five pokeballs.
"Cool. Thanks buddy." he said, with that, he left the building.
Loman was standing at the entrance to route one, "Well. Here I go." he said.
I won't be RP-ing from the pokemons' point of view in this RP (I think I'll just complicate myself :P)
Trainer Card:
Hope it's OK