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The Uprising: Fighting the Pokémon Extermination (OOC Thread)

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DIE PXS!!!

Wouldn't someone's Pokemon be considered a character...?
 
Uhh Mira,

Miztakerz :)

I was reffering to the post u made in the main thread where isabel had a headache, she said that "Draco ran off"

Which is chemically techinically superreality somethingily wrong.... no respectz for u no more.

@Wolfsrain: Ive been here longer than u :)

Draco>Wolfsrain>Mira

Muhahaha

Kez is that evil enough for u? i already bought some evil underwear that was on sale, it'd be a shame to get rid of it now.

Still... Respect ftw!





and.... "Who is that?!!!"

TANANAANANANANA

GHOSTBUSTERS! comin for wolfsrain
 
@Mira: Gasp! How did you know?!


DrAcO_ToRpEdO said:
@Wolfsrain: Ive been here longer than u :)
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No U HAVEN'T! My Character "saved" (Air quotes) yourz remember!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

*Begins to haunt Draco with Pikachu Eyes*

BEWARE!

And the Ghostbusters are no match for The Demon Pikachu minion(Avatar!) MUHAHAHAHAHA!
 
draco: what ev, I never had respect for yer grammar XD... and calling Isabel Mira, and...

wolfsrain: seriously...?
 
Mira said:
Any predictions as to who I am going to kill in the EPIC BATTLE OF FROSTY GORGE!!!! ?
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Mira said:
To retell the hind I gave long before, it's not really an NPC, but it's not really a character either ;)
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DrAcO_ToRpEdO said:
I was reffering to the post u made in the main thread where isabel had a headache, she said that "Draco ran off"

Which is chemically techinically superreality somethingily wrong.... no respectz for u no more.
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Isabel has got a head ache that could mean that some thing is wrong with her. Is it Isabel that dies?
 
So far the guesses are:
-an organization (PXS, the Uprising, Guardians etc.)
-someone's Pokemon
-Isabel

O.O
 
Its not isabel shes a character

To retell the hind I gave long before, it's not really an NPC, but it's not really a character either
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so in theory it cant be isabel XD

Btw Dboring kez spoke to beo in his last post you may wanna check that lol
 
Issit the Gym leader?

Other than that, I think it's gunna be someones pokemon :O
 
Kez I replied to your post, and also everyone I have figured out who Mira is going to kill off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







It's the one the only....




BIGFOOT!!
 
...or is it Big Foot-eon?! :P

Anyway, I've posted - but there's not much hapening though :(
 
Just thought i'd mention im away 21st and 22nd (saturday and sunday) back late sun/mon will post then see you all soon
 
I will post soon, I had just too much Homework...........^^
 
Alright, I made sure to PM Mira before posting this SU. Bah, here goes.

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Name: Rosary (Sar) Camellia Ryan
Age: 16
Gender: Female

Appearance: Although Sar was a natural blonde; she had died her hair a deep blue in a fit of rebelliousness against her father. She had large, blue-gray eyes, long lashes, a small nose and high cheekbones, but her basic facial structure was masculine, and her thin lips were often pulled into a scowl.

She was shorter than average for her age and never seemed to put on any weight, to her mortification. She was bony, despite her ravenous appetite and desire to fatten herself up, and lightly tanned. Her attire consisted mainly of black tee shirts with rock bands splattered across them, black long-shorts, and sneakers. Somehow, she had managed to get her bellybutton, both earlobes, and the top of her left ear pierced without her father's permission, but usually only wore the silver loops on her stomach and left lobe.

Personality: The largest flaw in Sar's personality was her dislike of taking any kind of order at all. She loathed authoritative figures and most people older than her, because she had a sneaking suspicion that they were all cowards hiding behind rules to make themselves look bigger and more threatening. Needless to say, that outlook on life had caused her no end of trouble with the said cowards.

Once a person had Sar's respect, however, they couldn't find somebody trustworthier. She never asked complicated questions about pasts or family or reasons, and she never told secrets. Actually, unless she was mad, Sar didn't really talk much at all. She relied upon gestures most of the time, regarding words as fickle and often misunderstood. Which was why she always looked into a person's eyes when they were talking to her – eyes didn't lie so easily.

There was another, unexplored side to her character as well. She had a maternal disposition to young children and all Pokemon, as well as to people with broken hearts.

History: She was brought up in a lovely little home in a small town of Katsu. Her mother had been a sweet, if rather young, woman with a passion for flowers, and who would have been completely content to just stay at home and tend to the garden. Sar's father, on the other hand, had been a polar opposite. He had been brought up in a strict family that had regarded women as domestic maids. He also believed in aliens, and often tried to drag his family to the various sightings located in far-off regions, of space Pokemon. When, for some reason, his wife refused to accompany him, he spent a lot of money in going all by himself for months at a time.

They divorced eventually, when Sar was seven. Unfortunately, her father had somehow obtained legal custody of her. She became bitter of the dictatorship he held in their house, and his constant absence altogether. She pushed people away and, by accident, found solace in Pokemon.

When the signs came up, condemning Pokemon and anything to do with them, her father had been one of the foremost to obey. Which left Sar no choice but to run away, wildly hoping that there were some people who didn't wish to obey the governments demands just because they demanded it.

RP Sample: (From "Pokemon Heroes: The Wrath of Jealousy")

Cara scowled to herself as she stepped off the ship, wondering what insanity had convinced her to leave her comfortable, if rather rickety house. Oh yes, her own. Muttering darkly to herself about the consequences of her own actions, she examined the idly floating houses and Pokémon Centre that made up Pacifidlog Town. The wood beneath her rocked gently, forcing Cara to question her footing and walk unsteadily through the doors of the Centre before sliding into a seat. She settled herself and started twisting a highly polished, metal ring on her left index finger.

It was her own fault she ended up in the position she was in, and she knew it. She had announced her "great idea" to her mother just two days ago, on account of her mother losing everything she had on an investment that failed to come through. Her plan had entailed her going off on a kind of journey in an attempt to lessen the bills at home, and pick up odd jobs here and there for some cash - of course, she would have to sort out the means of delivery later. When her mother reluctantly let her go, she jumped on the first boat out of the town, not bothering to check where she was going… And so ending up at the popular get-away that was Pacifidlog.

Resting her elbow on the table, she cupped her chin with her hand and gazed out the window into a seemingly endless, blue sky. She wondered how her mother was doing and if she had a new boyfriend yet. The last one stormed out after her mother tried to cook, ending up with a broken oven and a ghastly burnt-to-a-crisp chicken. Remembering the awful smell that wafted through the neighbourhood that day, she drummed her right fingers on the table. The neighbours weren't happy, tittering amongst themselves about how some people shouldn't blow things up and have their partner pay for it to be fixed, and nor should they have children. No wonder the Radcliffe child was such a failure – no proper bringing up. Now, if that girl had been their child, things would be different.

A white cloud drifted by, caught in a breeze and incapable of breaking free. *It's lucky I'm not a cloud. Even being here, out of all places, and trying to make my way, is better than being back there and having mom struggle to make our way.* Cara leaned back, having being brought back to reality by her thoughts, and stretched. She examined the place because she really had nothing better to do and unhooked several black strings from the flaming wristband on her right arm. Connected to those strings were capsules, their two colours, red and white, separated by a thin line on which rested a small, white button. Holding two in each hand, she pressed this button twice, and the capsules first grew in size before opening, a white light forming into Pokémon in front of her eyes.

Dusk, her Haunter, rubbed the back of a non-existent neck with a ghostly claw, swivelling his head as if some form of muscle were really sore. He never failed to impress upon her how cramped it was in a Pokéball whenever he was let out. Her Manectric, Dazz, swiftly leaped onto the spot beside her, curling into a ball and yawning. Slipping into the seat in front of her and mirroring her earlier position was Glimmer, a female Scizor who played at being hostile. Left on the floor, Atra the Absol simply lay down like one of those mythological sphinxes on the cool, tiled floor.

Cara contemplated deeply about how she was going to get a job in a place like this. Her fingers stretched out to begin worrying the silver ring again. This situation was not so hopeless, however, to cause her to slip on a smile when Nurse Joy came by, and so she coldly declined the offer of food.
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Pokemon –

Nickname: Burr
Species: Raticate
Gender: Male
Moves: Crunch, Hyper Fang, Quick Attack, Protect <TM>
Appearance: The only physical characteristic separating Burr from other Raticates, was his tail. Or slight lack of one, for it ended in a stump, half the length it should have been.
Personality: The Raticate loved meeting new people, and being busily helpful, regardless of how many times his trainer told him to be careful. Unlike Sar, Burr was always curious, and always in motion. Like Sar, however, he didn't really trust words, and was a trustworthy partner.
History: When Sar was nine years old and friendless, she came upon Burr as a Ratatta, scurrying in to eat food from their cupboards. If her neat-freak of a father had found him, he would probably have needed a prolonged visit to the Pokemon center – if anybody could find him. Of course, anything her father disliked, Sar had an interest in, so they soon became fast friends.

Nickname: Tock
Species: Hoothoot
Gender: Female
Moves: Confusion, Hypnosis, Peck, Reflect
Appearance: Appearance-wise, Tock was much like a normal Hoothoot, except when her talons were dripping with paint, oddly enough.
Personality: This Hoothoot loved to paint; no matter that it could usually do nothing more than claw marks on paper. It wasn't very social, and gave the same response to every type of person and situation – a round-eyed stare and a baleful hoot.
History: One day, Sar came home late at night, after avoiding her father the entire afternoon, to find that a Hoothoot had flown in through the window, and was just hopping lazily on her bed, red and blue claw marks on her walls. From the first moment that it gave her the stare and hoot, they forged a strange relationship with each other.
 
Mmmkay, You are ACCEPTED

Hehehe I have a feeling our characters might have a face-off ;)
 
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