Time Is Running Out (PG13)

[Royal]

Note: You must be ACTIVE in this Roleplay. Those who aren't will be kicked. I want this roleplay to go pretty quick.

SIGN-UPS ARE CLOSED.

Plot:
The world is falling apart. The legendaries are in war and the many teams you've come across have joined forces. Team Rocket and Team Galactic have joined forces to become Team Tractus. Team Magma and Team Aqua (after overcoming their problems) have joined forces to become Team IQU (Incendia Quod Unda). The Pokemon in the many regions have fled due to the many overwhelming disasters the teams and the legendaries have caused. You were supposed to start your own journey in the region you live in to stop the disasters, but all of the Pokemon professors have disappeared as well as their Pokemon. When you thought you wouldn't be able to start your own journey, an older girl, around her early-twenties, comes up to you and asks you if you wanted to start your own journey. You say, yes, and she smiles politely. She tells you to start packing all the things you might need and she says she'll send for some of her friends to pick you up and bring you to a base. She also tells you that she the leader of a rescue team called Team Eruo. She also gives you a Pokeball and tells you not to call out the Pokemon inside until you meet her at the base.

You hold suspicions but you decide to join her and pack your things for the following day. The next day, you wake up and tell your parents that you're going out to start your own journey. Once you step outside, you see three people, two on Fearows and the third on a Salamence. They ask you your name and then they tell you to get on the Salamence's back. Once you do, they all fly away. After several long minutes, they land on a large island with a large base in front. The three people tell you to enter and once you do, you see three other people in their as well. The lady you met earlier tells you to take a seat and you do, and then she explains what you and the three others are going to do.

Where You Come In:
You are one of the four people Team Eruo's Leader has recruited. You come from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, or Sinnoh; you're the only recruit from that region. Your journey has only begun here. The Pokemon that you received was one of the starters from the region you came from. You will play through missions that take place in the region you came from, defeating the two teams that get in your way as well as calming the legendary Pokemon. Do you have the strength and courage to do so?

Rules:
- This is a LONG roleplay, so people must be ACTIVE, or you'll be kicked out.
- No bunnying.
- Your Pokemon are not gaining experience like in the games with levels, but gaining experience like in the Anime.
- Quality posts, please.
- Have fun.

FIRST COME, FIRST SERVE.
Sign-Ups:
Name (first and last [last name is optional]):
Age (16-18):
Gender (male or female, dur):
Appearance (at least a paragraph):
History (at least a paragraph. Describe how your family dealt with the disasters. YOU CANNOT PUT YOU USED TO BE A TRAINER! Battling with your parents' Pokemon is fine):
Region You Came From (Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh):
Favorite Element (Grass, Fire, Water):
Roleplay Example (one if fine, two is excellent):

Pokemon You Can Receive:
Kanto

Johto

Hoenn

Sinnoh

 

[Underoos]

Name: Damian Johnson
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Appearance:
Damian looks, as a general term, like almost any other near adult person. He stands at about six feet even, give or take about half an inch. His skin is a rather healthy peach color, not too tan nor very chalky white. As far as his build goes, Damian has closer to a skinny build than an average one, but he is rather close to the line. His height is probably what makes him look thinner. Damian weighs a little less than the average weight, but that's probably because he eats very healthy and dislikes too much snacking. He doesn't really have a muscle structure, because he doesn't really exercise that much.

As for his other features, Damian considers himself to look like nearly everyone else. He has shaggy dark brown hair that often falls in front of his eyes. It has more of a flip effect, like he wears a hat all the time, than a straight look. For facial features, Damian has average blue eyes. His lips are a little on the thin side, but he doesn't really care. As for his nose, it's straight and average size for his face. Damian keeps his face clean shaven most of the time, unless he gets too lazy. Then he has a slight bit of hair that grows on his upper lip, but normally he'll shave it off before it becomes a full blown mustache or anything.

In the clothing department, Damian likes to consider himself stylish, even though he probably isn't really. He wears a white shirt more often than not, and he has a favorite leather jacket (it was a birthday present when he was sixteen) that goes over the shirt. For pants, Damian sticks to wearing faded blue jeans. He doesn't like the full "black on black" look, so therefore blue jeans are the only real kind of pants he owns. On his feet, Damian wears a pair of black high top Converse. As far as accessories go, Damian wears a necklace with a ring on it that he inherited from his father on his sixteenth birthday as well.

History:
Damian was born in Pallet Town in the region of Kanto. He grew up with his parents and little sister in a small house with a big back yard. He and his sister often played outside together, generally with their father's Arcanine. Their parents weren't Pokemon trainers, but their father had gotten a Growlithe when he was little as a guard dog, and it stayed with him ever since. In all truth, it was most likely the playings with Arcanine that spiked Damian's great interest in Pokemon.

As far as the horrible disasters went, for a while Damian's parents tried to hide it from him and his little sister. They acted as normally as they could, but Damian noticed how they kept a very close eye on him and his sister. One night there was a news broadcast over the radio station Damian was listening to, and that's how he found out. He woke his sister and told her, and then the next morning they had a long conversation with their parents about the whole thing. Now the cat was out of the bag, and now Damian began to finally notice how the world had an ominous edge to it. There were more storms and problems, but that didn't deter Damian from desperately wanting to get a Pokemon. His hope was growing thin, but he still hung on.

Region You Came From: Kanto
Favorite Element: Fire
Roleplay Example:
Taken from Johto League's Fate

Spoiler:

In all honesty, Sahib wasn't sure how long he lay there. His head was spinning, and the one time he formed a coherent thought it brought on a painful memory that made Sahib sob again. Either that, or it would be something completely suicidal that Sahib was trying to avoid. He was aware of a few things though. For one, there was mud all along the side of his face and clothes. Another was that his body ached and he was getting colder. No matter how hunched up he got, Sahib just couldn't get warm. Although, that was probably to be expected, wasn't it? Sahib stared at the ground with pitch black and hollow eyes. That was when he heard the footsteps. He didn't move. They could kill him.

"Sahib, I'm sorry." That was the least that he expected. Sahib supposed he should have gotten up, but he couldn't will his broken body to. It was Grecko; he knew that just from the sound of the voice. Sahib tried to speak once, twice, but nothing came out. He swallowed heavily and tried again.

"For what?" The words were hoarse and bitter, even though he hadn't meant for them to be. His body felt physically drained. Sleep, he thought, blinking slowly. Sleep would be just lovely. Finally Sahib pushed himself up off the ground, moving like a shambling zombie, until he was sitting slouched before Grecko. He had his forearms on his knees and his chin set on said arms.

"For letting you leave Goldenrod and ending up at this point. But in a way, it would have happened either way," Grecko stated, plopping down next to him. Sahib flinched away and stared off into the distance without really seeing. He could almost feel the stress and anxiety rolling off of Grecko, but somehow the man also seemed calm. "I'm talking about destiny, Sahib. Everyone has a destiny in life, and you won't know what it is until it happens, but everything happens for a reason." Grecko stopped. Sahib found his gaze landing on the little slip of paper. He wordlessly handed it to Grecko.

Can do it himself, Sahib thought, not even truly forming a sentence in his own mind.

"Hmm, perfection…that's intriguing. It may have something to do with the rage technology they're developing, but either way we have more pressing matters right now." Grecko tucked the slip of paper into his pocket and then suddenly brought out his Dragonite.

Pressing? Sahib thought. He wasn't even curious. Some form of confusion must have shown on his face, however, because Grecko went on to explain.

"After the battles at Goldenrod and Whitney's gym, Scythe vanished. There has been no reported word from him in two days, I have sent Lucas and Kaitlyn to backtrack towards the Ilex Forest to check for him, Kenneth has gone with Gage up ahead to check in Olivine and the surrounding cities, I want you to check up in Ecruteak City. Maybe Morty will know where he is so my Dragonite and I will drop you off on Route 37. From there, head to the gym," Grecko said. Sahib blinked, trying to remember which kid Scythe was.

Ah…he thought as he recalled a mental image. Somehow it got muddled up with an image of his father. Sahib shut his brain off again and grumbled a curse, the first thing that had left his lips in a few hours, under his breath. Sahib let out a slow breath and slowly got up from the ground. He stepped towards the Dragonite, vaguely marveling the Pokémon. Then he began to get on, but before he could Grecko tugged him back off. Sahib glanced at him from over his shoulder curiously. It was the first emotion he had felt in a while (if you ignore pain), and it felt odd.

"One last thing, I know it may be overwhelming to know Cairne, Damion, and—especially for you—Lili have chosen the darkness and shadows, but trust me there's always a way out," Grecko assured. Sahib simply blinked at him slowly. About half of Sahib told him not to believe Grecko. Why should he? Sahib was thinking of rolling his eyes when suddenly dark shadows began to crawl up his arm as he flexed. Sahib's eyebrows lifted and he took a slight step back in surprise.

"That's right, Sahib. I was once fooled into joining the Dark Brotherhood by Beo…at first, I did it to save my father—," Sahib flinched, "—but I found the deeper I went the more I enjoyed the darkness…until my father showed up and saved me from it." Sahib swallowed heavily. Suddenly he felt sick. "You can be that guy to pull Lili from the darkness. I've seen you two around." Sahib didn't even have the decency to feel embarrassed—after all, why should he? "Just don't give up on her, or this cause. We can still win!" Grecko said almost forcefully. He pulled a small golden pouch from his pocket and handed it to Sahib. Sahib eyed it for a moment. "Take these sacred ashes as a symbol of hope." Sahib took the small pouch, slipped the string around his neck, and glanced at Grecko. He nodded. Then the two got onto Dragonite and took off.


In the end, Grecko dropped Sahib off in the middle of a rather beautiful route. Sahib didn't marvel much, but let's not look from his end of the stick. There were lush trees and grass all about—it was quite a change from the most recent atmosphere. Sahib had to admit it made him feel a little better, but not a lot. Pokémon were teeming in this area. He saw numerous Beedrill and Ledian flying about. Occasionally there was a Heracross, but not too often. Sahib stopped; he knew that he needed to do some serious reflecting before he moved on; otherwise he would not be able to focus. His head needed to be clear, and after that he would be all good.

Sahib began to think about his father, and song lyrics popped into his head. The album had been recently released before he had gone on his journey, and it was a favorite song of his.

"You left my side tonight
And I, I just don't feel right
But I, I can't let you out of sight
Without you, I'm no one, I'm nothing at all"
-Without You, Three Days Grace

He mouthed the stanza. It was his favorite for some odd reason. Probably fits, he decided. Sentences, another part of his brain chirped. Sahib swallowed heavily and let out a breath. I don't want to think of him, Sahib thought as he bit his chapped lip. It didn't start to bleed again, thankfully enough for him. Now what? Sahib wondered. Sure, he had felt a bit better after that talk with Grecko (only mostly about Lili and the darkness issue), but it didn't fix his issue with his father. Sahib found himself actually wondering what Grecko would have said if he had snapped at him and said that he didn't have a father anymore in the middle of his speech. Maybe I'm becoming less rude, Sahib thought in rueful amusement.

You need to wake up Sahib, he chided himself. What has he been doing this whole time? Being sad and depressed, wasting his life pining for it to be normal again. But telling himself to do this was so much easier than actually being happy and chipper all the time. I remember what mom told me, he thought, about dad. Sahib closed his eyes.

"Mom…" Sahib began unsurely. He hoped she wouldn't freak out. "Were you ever…really sad all the time when you were younger?" He glanced away from her gaze. Her blue eyes met his briefly, and he knew that she wasn't going to wig out on him in that second.

"Yes," she answered truthfully. Sahib looked up curiously. "I spent about two or more years of my life sulking and being sad. I missed out on a lot because I did that, Sahib. Don't be dumb. Don't waste your life on being sad all of the time. If some girl you like crushes you, move on. If your best friend crushes you and leaves you for some other guy, just forget about it. He wasn't worth it. If you feel like the whole world is crashing down on your shoulders, know that there will always be someone somewhere to pick it up. You're always going to be loved, Sahib. Always."

It was an indirect telling of his father, but Sahib got the message. His father had gone away when she was a little girl, and Sahib knew from the stories that they were very close. Mom was crushed, but she's fine now. I can't waste anymore time. How much have I already wasted? A month? Two? How long? Sahib shook his head and let out a breath. Being super happy isn't my thing, but it's better than wallowing. I've got to turn this around, Sahib thought. He clutched the bag of ashes that hung against his chest. Letting out a breath, Sahib stood up. He was going to start new, and he was going to make stuff count now. He was going to tell his mom, and he was going to stay on his feet. Sure, he'd stumble. But there was no way in hell that he'd fall and stay down.

A while later, Sahib found himself directly in front of a large, blue boulder. He looked at it with a raised eyebrow. How am I supposed to get around this? He wondered. I guess I can climb over it. Sahib looked around for something to grab, and saw a small whiteish boulder next to the big blue one. So, without another thought, he began to climb. Seconds later, Sahib had a funny feeling that something wasn't quite right. First of all, boulders weren't normally blue, right? Nope, I didn't think so. Secondly, the boulder was soft and squishy and snoring. Ok, so it's totally not an inanimate object, Sahib realized. He carefully brought out his Pokedex, slightly wobbly because his feet were sinking into the Pokémon's…gut?

A Snorlax, huh, Sahib thought as he looked at the huge Pokémon. It grumbled, scratched its head, and then began to roll over. Sahib cried out and only barely made it stumbling over as the Pokémon fell on its side. That totally would've crushed me, he thought. His eye twitched. You know, maybe I should try to catch this thing. I haven't tried to capture something in a while now, Sahib thought as he grabbed Furret's Pokeball. The little weasel needed a workout anyway, but how in the heck was Sahib supposed to…hmm…Sahib grinned as an idea popped into his head.

"Blastoise, come out and use skull bash on Snorlax. Furret, just stay on standby," Sahib called as he tossed the Pokeballs. In two beautiful and bright flashes, both Pokémon appeared.

Blastoise started things off with a bang. He slammed into the blubbery Pokémon with a roar. Blastoise seemed to actually have some fire in him. Sahib smirked a miniscule amount as Blastoise backed off. The wild Snorlax mumbled and shifted, but didn't wake up. Sahib blanched. What the heck? He wondered. He ordered for Blastoise to try an aqua tail attack. That should work, right? Well, the attack hit directly. But, once again, the Snorlax barely responded to the attack. Furret stood there curiously, head cocked to the side as he watched the entire thing unfold. Sahib scratched the side of his head. How was he supposed to wake this thing up? It wasn't like he had a mini-gong in his pocket or something.

"Alright, time for the next plan," he decided. Blastoise and Furret looked at him curiously. "Uh…Furret, use sucker punch as soon as Blastoise hits with a skull bash. That has to wake it up." Sahib was pretty confident with this move.

Blastoise and Furret charged in. Furret hit first with the sucker punch attack. Sahib was eyeing Snorlax's face. The Pokémon made an odd face like the attack bugged it. Upon Blastoise slamming into it with his skull, the Snorlax gave a load roar as it fully woke up. Sahib swallowed slowly and recalled Blastoise. Snorlax looked very angry. Very, very angry. Sahib glanced uneasily at Furret. Furret blinked innocently up at Snorlax, but the Pokémon didn't seem to be buying it. Ok, that might not've been my smartest move…but…oh well, he thought. Sahib shrugged lightly.

"Furret, we can sucker punch our way into an easy capture," Sahib said confidently. Furret glanced back at him curiously. Sahib smiled as much as he could. "I'm changing how some things work now, Furret," he explained. "So let's go kick butt!"

Furret chirped happily and charged for Snorlax. Furret, obviously being faster, hit first. Snorlax made a pained face as the Pokémon's small fist slammed into its big stomach. Then it roared. Furret hopped away, and was about to attack again when Snorlax began to beat on its belly. Sahib blinked, wondering what would happen next. He knew what belly drum did—he'd seen a "Bellyzard" before. Snorlax had a rather scary smirk on its face. Sahib told Furret to get ready to dodge—if that attack struck, Furret would be down sooner than Sahib wanted it to happen.

Snorlax let out an enraged bellow and charged directly for Sahib and Furret. "Dodge it!" Sahib called sharply to his ferret. Furret nodded swiftly and used a quick attack to barely leap out of the way. Somehow the Snorlax was fast. Sahib clenched his teeth and frowned. He had to think of some way to slow this Pokémon down, not get hit, and take it out. It would be really helpful if I had a Pokémon that knew disable right now, he thought. "Alright Furret, just dodge whenever it charges, see if you can get it tangled up, and attack whenever there's an opening," Sahib called. Furret dipped his head once in the affirmative.

Snorlax charged again, and Furret was able to dodge. Furret whipped around, went in with a sucker punch, but barely made it out before Snorlax body slammed it. Sahib let out a breath. That was too close, he thought. Sahib voiced his opinion. Furret looked like he agreed with Sahib.

"LAX!" Snorlax roared and charged again. Furret somehow got caught on a root and tripped. Snorlax slammed Furret into the ground. The impact made the ground shake. Sahib's eyes widened. Was it even possible for Furret to come around after that attack? Sahib wasn't so sure it was, but he supposed he was about to find out. Snorlax lifted up, face still pinched in annoyance. It backed off. Sahib looked at Furret and waited. Furret didn't really get up. Sahib frowned and recalled the Pokémon. I don't really want to use Typhlosion, Sahib thought, but…Aerodactyl and Blastoise have already battled a lot today. In the end, he brought out Typhlosion anyway. He missed his friend.

"Bakun!" Typhlosion called happily. It grinned at Sahib as soon as he appeared. Sahib couldn't stop a tiny grin from appearing on his own lips.

"Let's beat that Snorlax down, Typhlosion," Sahib said confidently. Typhlosion nodded once in agreement. "Start off with a quick flame wheel!" Sahib called.

Typhlosion launched into a quick attack, but at the very end he burst into flames and slammed into Snorlax in a rotation. Snorlax cried out. This was clearly much more effective than Furret's attack, and Sahib figured it was because of the power difference. But power isn't everything, he thought as Typhlosion used thunder punch on Snorlax. Snorlax roared and charged, but Typhlosion was just too fast. He leaped away from the rampaging Pokémon. Snorlax paused, and then suddenly just dropped to the ground. Sahib blinked slowly. Is…it over? He wondered curiously. That's when Snorlax got up.

"What the…?" Sahib muttered. Snorlax still looked like it was in a blissful slumber, but it lumbered towards Typhlosion somehow. Typhlosion backed away slowly, and that's when Snorlax began to charge. Typhlosion leaped away just as Snorlax fell face-first onto the ground. Sahib blinked and checked his Pokedex. Ah, I see, he thought. Snorlax was using the move sleep talk. So therefore, it had just used body slam. Only while sleeping. "Just great," Sahib muttered. "Typhlosion, just watch out. Snorlax is at full health again and if it uses belly drum…well, let's just get this over with! Use lava plume." Sahib knew that Typhlosion was better at special attacks anyway.

"Bakun!" Typhlosion roared. Suddenly the plume of lava erupted from his back and rushed toward the still-sleeping Snorlax. It slammed into the Pokémon. Snorlax simply groaned, but didn't wake up just yet. Sahib ordered Typhlosion to keep the attack up, and that's just what his Pokémon did. That is, until Snorlax slowly woke up. It looked very pissed now. Very, very pissed. Sahib scratched the side of his head, maybe I should just try to capture it. A small part of him knew he just had to do a little more. Snorlax was already panting. It was worn down and tired. Typhlosion looked like he could keep going.

Typhlosion charged, fist lit up with electricity. Snorlax roared and charged. They met in a flurry of shocks. There was a loud thud, and then mud was kicked into Sahib's face as Snorlax managed to land in a mud puddle. Sahib sighed and wiped the mud out of his eyes hurriedly. He wanted to see what had just happened. Though he looked like half raccoon boy, Sahib was able to see. Snorlax was down, and Typhlosion was gone. Sahib sighed, I guess Typhlosion's un…der…? He didn't get to finish his thought. There was a loud boom from underneath Snorlax, and suddenly the Pokémon was hoisted off the air just enough for Typhlosion to scramble out. He was covered in mud and panting, but looked at Sahib. Sahib gave Typhlosion a thumbs up, pulled out one of his Pokeballs, and then threw it at the singed giant.

Taken from the New League

Spoiler:

Once Selene's Pokemon had been fixed up, they were on their way again. Selene still thought that Tim was a bit annoying, and kept shooting glances at him. He didn't notice (or if he did, he pretended not to) and was instead just looking at the scenery. Selene scuffed her shoes along the brown dirt that made up the road, just for her own amusement. She needed something to do if Tim wasn't going to talk. She sort of began to think of Jake, and had a very bad feeling that if she happened across him sometime then he wouldn't be too pleased to see Tim. Then again, Selene wasn't exactly pleased that he was tagging along.

She had just opened her mouth to say something to him, when suddenly her backpack gave a harsh jerk. Selene squeaked. Tim paused and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Selene slipped off her backpack and peered inside, a bit freaked out. She saw everything there, but still didn't know what the hell had just moved. She glanced up at Tim. He was still giving her that raised eyebrow. In all truth, he probably thought that she was crazy.

"My backpack just moved," Selene declared, pointing at it.

Tim gave her a rather dry look. "Are you psychotic or somethin'?" he grumbled, more to himself. She still heard though.

Selene gave him a rather evil look. "No I am not. I swear the thing just moved!"

"Well, maybe you've gotta spare Pokemon in there," Tim joked. Oh, how right he was.

Selene huffed and looked in her backpack again. This time, she could've sworn she saw bright eyes staring back at her. Selene's eyes went wide as ever, and she squeaked and snapped it shut. Moments later, the backpack wiggled again and she felt something push against her hands. Tim looked a bit curious this time. Selene, despite her killer curiosity, was a bit scared that she had some sort of rapid Pokemon under there that was going to eat her if she opened the flap. Finally she ruled herself as stupid, because the thing wasn't being crazy and growling, it was just pushing lightly against her hand. Selene let out a deep breath, moved her hands away, and watched as a long...blue......snake.......

"SNAKE!" Selene squealed, scrambling over and hiding behind Tim. She peered around his shoulder and looked at the offending blue thing that was now eyeing her. It tipped its head to the side curiously and gave a sad little whimper, then began to slither (or was it more like dragging?) itself forward. Selene took a step back. It moved faster. "Ok..." she said slowly, still scared shitless.

Tim snickered. "That's a Dratini, you doofus. I'll bet that's what you got outta that egg! Those're rare Pokemon, they are," he said wisely. "You'd better befriend it, because I think that thing is totally in love with ya now."

Selene was about to open her mouth to make some retort, when there was a rustling in the bushes that were rather close to Dratini. A Houndour came growling out of the bushes moments later, eyeing Dratini with a rather frightening look on its face. Selene didn't like that one bit, even though Dratini was part snake. She grabbed Aron's Pokeball and was about to throw it when she thought better of it. Aron would totally get his ass kicked. She sighed and grabbed Tanana's Pokeball instead. Dratini was shivering, probably scared out of its wits at the offending growling puppy.

"Watch it Dratini," Selene called, tossing Tanana's Pokeball. In a flash, the ghost Pokemon was out and on the ready. "Tanana, keep that dog away from my Dratini. Attack with confuse ray!"

Selene knew she probably should have went with Kenai or Denahi on this one, but it was much too late now. Tanana's eyes lit red, and she sent a rather harsh orb of color directly for the Houndour. Moments later, that thing was barking something that sounded like the ABCs and dancing around like it was a human. Selene snickered, but when she looked up again she wanted to smack herself. Dratini was inching closer to Houndour, eyeing it with curiosity. Stupid little thing was going to get itself killed! Selene told Dratini to come back, but it just looked at her then slithered around Houndour's form. It was almost like a wrap attack, but Selene couldn't tell if it was doing anything or not.

"Erm..." she muttered, scratching the side of her head. "Tanana, just beat Houndour and be careful of Dratini. Use night shade!"

Tanana rolled her eyes and then went in for the attack. Houndour, though confused, wasn't completely stupid. It knew that Dratini was most definitely not supposed to be wrapped around itself, and thus the dog began to growl and spin around in circles as it tried to get Dratini off. Dratini's head kept smacking Houndour's head, but the dog didn't seem to mind. Selene smacked her forehead and refused to watch. It looked more like a circus than a Pokemon battle. Tanana's attack hit, but not before Houndour actually got a mouthfull of Dratini's tail. Dratini squealed in pure terror as Houndour ripped it away from its body, knocking Dratini to the ground.

Selene leered at the dog, who seemed rather proud of itself. Houndour glanced at her and growled. Tanana went for another night shade, effectively lowering the Houndour's health only another fraction. Houndour growled menacingly, apparently out of its confused state now. It stalked towards Dratini instead of Tanana, and Selene groaned.

"Tanana, use sucker punch!" Selene ordered, even though she knew it wouldn't do much damage.

Tanana went in for the attack, but just before she could hit the Houndour rounded on her. It slammed its jaws down on her hand, effectively getting her with a type-advantaged bite attack. Tanana let out a ghostly wail, and then attempted to vanish from Houndour's teeth. It didn't work. Dratini watched curiously for a moment, and then seemingly got serious. Dratini slithered right up to Houndour and then its little ear things (Selene didn't know what they were, the white things on the sides of its head) lifted up. Suddenly there was a small spark of electricity, and Houndour was whimpering and twitching as it tried to run but somehow couldn't.

"Well...that's one way to do it," Selene grumbled. "Alright Tanana use sucker punch again! Dratini, I guess you can help out by using wrap!"

Selene wasn't really sure how to tell if Dratini was fighting or playing, but oh well. It worked out either way, and Selene liked it. Dratini slithered around Houndour and squeezed it again, and Tanana slammed into its muzzle with a harsh sucker punch attack. The dog whined and began to crawl away. Selene ordered Dratini to let go. The Pokemon complied and got off of the Houndour. The dog continued to slink off into the bushes, effectively beaten.

Selene looked at Dratini. "Well. I guess you aren't so bad, for a snake."

 

[Cyndaquasher]

Name: Joseph 'Joe' Kellen

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Joe is a rather ordinary Jhoto-dweller. His brown hair, while chaotic at first glance, appears to have a spark of order. His eyes, although the most ordinary shade of green imaginable, seem to be almost alive with ideas and inspiration that has been drawn from the natural beauty of Jhoto. Needless to say, he's a daydreamer with a slightly crooked nose. An impromptue tree-face conference gave him that lesson for free.

His clothing is rather ordinary, consisting of a plain white t-shirt with a green scyther sillouette on the front, a pair of navy blue jeans and a pair of sneakers that used to be some kind of colour, but appear to have become white with a muddy sole, after years of exploring the areas around his home. The only out of the ordinary thing that Joe posesses would be a pair of goggles that sit on his forehead and drop down only when he is thinking or inventing something.

History: Joe has always dreamed of being an inventor, despite the fact that anything he comes up with has already been invented. However, that doesn't stop him from trying! Every failed or already-been-done invention that he comes up with in his dad's shed gets him one step closer to that all-important breakthrough that he knows is hidden somewhere in his mind.
When the disasters first began, Joe didn't think too much about it. It was someone else's problem, not his!

Still, as the world began to change around him, Joe knew that he would have to change his attitude, or his status from 'living' to 'dead.'

As for surviving, Joe and his parents stayed put and did their best to protect their house. Of course, with his father's rock-type poke`mon creating a natural barrier with their attacks, it made Joe's home a kind of safe house for passing trainers and refugees.

As time went on, Joe knew that just surviving wasn't enough. He knew that the way to end this conflict might be just over the horizon and that was what compelled him to start a poke`mon journey, despite the fact that professor Elm had vanished not long ago!

When he was approached by a mysterious woman, he knew that he didn't need to invent an answer for her that was any more innovative than 'yes!' Thus, his journey began the next day.

Region You Came From: Jhoto

Favorite Element: Fire

Roleplay Example: ((luckily, I happened to find one!))

Spoiler:

"Y-yeah. Ai-ai an' me were tryin' to find out about the magmas and we kinda got sidetracked..." Roan said as he walked over to his goofy little aipom, who was still face-down in the dirt. As he touched the purple monkey pokemon, he immediately sprang to his feet and began walking around, as though nothing had happened! As Roan watched Rain and his antics, he couldn't help but think that the two pokemon might have met before...oh well, there would be time to think about that later-for now, there was another problem-someone else was coming!

"Uh...h-hello," Roan said as he looked down at the eevee that had seemed to have taken quite a liking to him. As he reached down to touch it, Ai-ai immediately came over and stared angrily at this new creature.

"Ai-ai, he's just being friendly...maybe you should return for now," Roan said as he pulled out Ai-ai's pokeball and in the traditional beam of red light, caused his companion to return to the solitude of his pokeball. Of course, even that wasn't enough to ease Roan, because suddenly...

CRASH!

Something had started a fire! Roan quickly hid behind the others, hoping that whoever it was wouldn't come looking for him. The other two were discussing what to do, but Roan stayed behind them, with his eyes closed so he didn't even notice anyone else, even if they were fighting the fire!

 

[steffyace]

Name: Claire Dalton

Age: Seventeen Years Old

Gender: Female

Appearance: Her light dirty blonde hair is long and wavy, it comes down a little lower than shoulder length. Most of the time it is found put up in a messy bun with two think strands hanging down her face on either side. It is put up that way in a faded pink ribbon that is torn in certain areas making it look outdated and in desperate need of something new. She has pale brown eyes that seem to blend in to her tanned skin that she received from the Sunny Goldenrod City located in the Johto region.

She has a long scar that is spread horizontal across her lower back from a fatal first Pokémon encounter. She was the age of fifteen when she found a lonely Nidoran during the nighttime. It looked soft and sweet but now, she never trusted any of its kind again. So wears long shirts or dresses to cover the scar in fear that someone might see it. She is the height of 5'7 which is average where she came from. She is fast and quite agile with her thin figure. But it has its downside as well. She can barely hold her on in a combat fight without the help of a Pokémon. She is not very strong with her build, but she does have a strong heart and listens to it the best she can.

Her normal clothing consists of a light pink medium length dress that goes to about her knees. It has white 'spikes' at the bottom that point upward giving the dress a nice effect. Though much like the ribbon in her hair, you can find many holes and rips here and there. Underneath the dress she wears long light green pants with a line of circles going down the sides. On occasions where it gets chilly, she wears a sleeved white jacket, it cuts off at her waist. Of course she has her brown scarf and dark brown gloves as well. She seems to always have her dark green bag close to her side. It holds necessary belongings and any Pokéballs she may have with her. On it are brightly colored letters that spelled out her name. She had white and pink sneakers, they had worn soles, but she wore them everywhere.

History: She can't remember most of her childhood due to a severe head injury. She only remembers bits and pieces of what there was. She lived in a complex apartment that was too small for her family. Constant fighting erupted from her siblings and even her own parents. Soon they separated and her mother took her on alone, while the rest of her family chose to stay with her father. She remembers the hard decision everyone had to make that day. She remembered her mother's face when she realized she would be leaving with only one of her three children. Ever since then she wasn't the same, and neither was Claire.

After that it is all a blur. She struggles to figure out what went on during the time or her toddler and pre-teen years. The disasters were the most memorable thing for her though. All the hardships her broken family faced. They dealt with them by hiding, hiding away from it all. Bunkers were made in the Johto region in some cities to help shield their people from the attacks and storms, and most everything really.

She hopes to one day rejoin her other half of the family, if they are still alive, so they could help her remember. And so her life would be complete once more. Her mother is now deceased and she is hurt, lonely, and just about ready to break. She hides it all however. She promised herself to never let anyone or anything know her weakness. She would survive until the end, with or without her sanity.

Region You Came From: Johto

Favorite Element: Water

Roleplay Example: (this was an intro done off the top of my head during a role-play)

"Help" Cried a voice that was casted out into the open air.

Down in the vast blue ocean a single head disappeared under the raging waves and resurfaced once again. The body attached was swung around viciously, never staying put in one spot. It was a young girl. Her soaked dirty blonde hair covered her face, daring to block her vision. She stretched her arms out in wide strokes in a failed attempt to swim against the vigorous current. Her mind went over and over about the fact that this could be the end. It would all just end in this fatal accident. Her heart however held other plans for her life. As weak as she was she managed to force herself to stay still even for the slightest second. In the moments before another wave crashed overhead she clutched onto a single red and white ball and held it firmly in her water wrinkled fingers. Not daring to let it go.

As she resurfaced she held the ball out of the water and hit the small button. It suddenly grew larger and she tossed it out above her, casting it as far as she could. She prayed to herself that she chose the right one. Out of the six she had with her it was hard to tell the difference between them in the water. With a flash of light the ball opened and out came a Pokémon. It's long blew tail disappeared into the water as it fell from the sky. Okay not the right one but close enough. A second head appeared out of the water this time it was of her Pokémon. Before another wave came she called out its name.

"Mist" She screeched, trying to catch the Pokémon's attention.

The head turned to face her, and she examined the blue skinned creature for a minute before realizing it was her Vaporeon. The girl threw her arms around Mist's neck and held on tightly. She could feel the Vaporeon's legs working hard to stay afloat. How long could they stay like this? After coughing up some salt water she turned to Mist "We need to find land" She said in a weak exhausted voice. The Vaporeon glanced around in hopes of finding some sort of dry land. It felt like ages before Mist started to swim forward as fast as she could. Swimming with her small blue legs, and working harder than ever before.

The young girl checked to make sure her dark, soaked, green bag was still around her arm. There it was, a long green strap held firmly around her shoulder. She examined the bag and saw the familiar brightly colored letters that spelled out her name. They were annoying in every way possible. She once tried to pick them off with her long fingernails but the glue was too strong. None of the letters seem to have come off in the raging waters water and it still spelled out clearly the name

C L A I R E

She couldn't help but give a small grin. After all of this her name was still there. It was strong enough to hold, she knew she had to be strong as well. Suddenly breaking her from her thoughts she noticed her feet hit something. It wasn't just anything it was sand, soft smooth sand. They had made it safely to beautiful dry land.

Claire instantly let go of her Vaporeon. She dug her shoes into the underwater sand so she wouldn't float back out. With a cry of happiness she started to walk inland. As she came closer the water level decreased. The heavy weight of her soaked clothes was almost unbearable as she came out of the water. She quickly untied the white jacket around her waist and threw it on the dry sand. Then she did the same with her scarf and two gloves. All that was left was her short soft pink and white dress and the long light green pants underneath. Of course the dark green bag on her shoulder as well.

In that instant she remembered something. She swiftly withdrew the strap from her shoulder and opened up the bag. She stuck her hand into the bag and started to count "One, two, three, four, five, and six" She said with a deep sigh of relief. Those Pokéballs were all that mattered too her. Losing them would be light a heartache that would never to end. She turned to glance around and spotted her Vaporeon looking at her with dark blue eyes.

"It's okay, were safe now" She whispered to Mist.

She grabbed the empty Pokéball from her bag and pressed the button once more. And with a flash of light the Vaporeon disappeared. Claire moved her hand over the Pokéball, smiling as she did so. They were her life, her only life. Her hands clutched the bag and returned the Pokéball inside before throwing the strap over her shoulder.

"Now, to find out where I am" She said turning to face the new adventure ahead.

 

[Lostworld]

If we are allowed to reserve, I'll have my SU up very soon for the Hoenn starter. :]

EDIT.

Name: Luna Tyson

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Female

Appearance: Luna is of medium build, considering herself to be average in height, though others have mentioned she is on the small side. Her small stature is one factor that allows other to metophorically 'walk all over her' and the reason her voice was never heard as she continued through school.

Her hair is a dark brown colour, usually slightly wavy and tangled as she usually never bothers to comb it. With a side fringe covering her deep green coloured eyes, Luna styles her hair in a side ponytail or, as she prefers it, leaves her hair loose. Luna has a slightly pale complexion, due to her lifestyle and prefers not to wear any make-up of any sort.

Luna loves denim shorts, her wardrobe consisting of little else. While she does own a couple of floral dresses and a seemingly hideous tie-dye skirt, courtesy of her mother, she usually dresses herself in her favourite light blue denim shorts which cut off just above the knee, a t-shirt or a tank of some sort, usually blue or grey in colour and sporting 'Save The Wailord', and her very worn, originally white but now dirty with dust and dirt, sneakers.

History: Growing up in Slateport city in the Hoenn region, Luna learnt to love both the ocean and the rain, frequents of the area. Her life growing up held nothing out of the ordinary - she attended school, spent a lot of time half wet from days spent at the beach, caused havoc with her two siblings and helped her father run his stall at the market most of the time.

She'd been exposed to Pokemon from a young age, her father's first Pokemon being an overly large Wingull who, prefering to stay at his first evolution, would watch over Luna and her brothers as they wandered about their hometown port. The beach was an important place for Luna, who was appalled at how many people polluted the area. Her first part-time job was a beach clean up every Saturday.

The disasters that started to occur frequently really hurt Luna, as she watched people and Pokemon alike get hurt because of them. Pokemon left the beach she called her second home with her father's Wingull attempting to run from the area, as an instinct. Her family then took the safer option and moved inland, as a lot of families were doing who frequented the Slateport area, in fear of tsunamis wiping out the town. Leaving behind her livelyhood was hard and the beach was the rarely part of the landscape near Lavaridge Town, the location Luna's family moved to where her grandmother lived.

Though getting a Pokemon was the last thing on her mind and never really considering herself becoming a trainer, the chance to be one opened up a new path for Luna. She didn't know how but Luna realised there must be someway of helping both people and Pokemon through becoming a trainer and her mind was made up.

Region You Came From: Hoenn

Favorite Element: Water

Roleplay Example:
These are from a roleplay I started, which died. If you require an actually charrie post, I'd be happy to do one for Luna. At the moment, I just can't locate any previous RP posts I've done. :] I found one! So everything's good. :D

Spoiler:

Slap. Crunch. Slap again. Sophia's shoes made an odd sound on the clean and crisp concrete sidewalk. She walked fairly fast, one hand clutching her bag strap, the other keeping her hair out of her face. Nervous walking, Sophia knew that was what she was doing at the moment. She could now just see the lab come into view.

Slow down, she told herself, chill out. She slowed her pace but kept walking. This was it. The moment would soon arrive, getting her first Pokemon. An event she had been forced to undertake. The thought had always been there though, for being a trainer and adventuring with Pokemon was a common theme in the novels Sophia withdrew herself into. All she knew, she'd learnt from her books but that meant near nothing in the reality of her world. Today would be the time to test.

The lab's doors seemed huge as Sophia stood infront of them. Nervously she knocked on the door then took a step back, gripping her bag strap even tighter. She thought back to her family, her erratic and slightly annoying mother giving her useless advice for her journey ahead and her father gifting her with an old plastic compass with a crack, telling her he used it for his own journey, which did not last for very long. She thought about all the books she was leaving behind..

Sophia was startled when the door suddenly swung open, revealing the man she knew must be Professor Regan. He looked worn out, his tired eyes and his scruffy appearance making Sophia wonder if she wasn't wanted. Despite these thoughts, the Professor ushered her inside the lab. Sophia stepped around papers littering the floor, following the Professor. Something had obviously been wrecking havoc in the lab.

"Now, Sophia, was it?" Sophia could only nod in reply to Professor Regan.

"Here are the Pokemon, you may choose whichever you like, I'll just go and grab your Pokedex and Pokeballs."

Sophia watched the Professor hurry out of the room before she turned to the Pokeballs. She read the labels carefully, saying each name under her breath. Some of the Pokemon were familiar to her, the Growlithe and the Sandshrew. Others were not familiar at all and left Sophia wondering how to pronounce the name 'Gible' properly.

The name not so familiar to Sophia was Scyther.

"Scyther," The word floated off her tongue.

"Ah, so you'll take the Scyther?"

Sophia spun around, her bag coming into contact with three Pokeballs, knocking them off the table. Sophia held her breath as they fell, wondering quickly if the Pokemon could get hurt in anyway. Two of the Pokeballs landed, rolled around on the floor and stopped at the Professor's shoes. The other fell straight on the white button. It opened and in a flash of white light revealed a Pokemon who looked quite annoyed for being woken up. A sharp green colour, the Pokemon had three points on it's head, stood on strong and solid claws, had creme coloured wings that twitched every now and then and long silver swords for arms. The swords seemed a little blunt, Sophia noticed but that didn't detract from the pride this Pokemon seemed to radiate.

"Scyther it is then?" Professor Regan said to Sophia as he picked up the rogue Pokeballs. "She's in need of some proper training, you'll have your work cut out for you,"

"She?"

The Professor laughed. "Yes, she. This here Scyther's a female, proud one at that,"

The Scyther nodded quickly at the Professor before turning to look at Sophia. Scyther was roughly a head and a half shorter than the young girl.

"Uh, hi," Sophia almost mumbled. The Scyther looked confused, cocking it's head, almost motioning for Sophia to talk again. "I'm Sophia,"

"Scyther," She nodded again.

"Here's your Pokedex, it has information on Pokemon, these are Pokeballs, voice activated as well, and lastly, here's a map. I think you'll be needing that the most,"

The Professor handed the items to Sophia as she scrambled to shove them into her bag. Lastly, he handed her the Scyther's Pokeball.

"Keep yourself safe and have fun,"

Sophia didn't see the stern look the Professor gave the Scyther as he moved them both towards the door. Sophia turned around to protest that she knew nothing of training yet and where was she even meant to go. But she was outside with her female Scyther with blunt swords and Professor Regan was inside, probably happy that another trainer had finally left his lab.

Sophia turned to Scyther but she had already made her way over to a signpost. Sophia followed, squinting to read the sign in the broad daylight.

"Route 401, huh? That's where we're meant to go?"

Sophia reached into her bag to pull out her new map but the Scyther had already twitched her wings and started to follow the road that led out of town. She turned her head, looking expectantly at her new trainer. Sophia sighed before stuffing the map back into her bag and jogging to catch up with her new Scyther.

 

[myrrhman]

Hmm, I like that we have to be active on this RP, and I like that it's long. Hope I'm not too late to join the fun!

Name: Jakob Prince
Age: 16
Gender: Male, dur
Appearance: Jakob really wishes he could grow some muscle. The short, scrawny boy with violent red hair and pale skin was a natural punching bag at his school. The disasters have affected him greatly, and as a result, he doesn't get to take many baths or eat much. This only makes him look less significant, and more scrawny. His family kept him alive, though, and Jakob tries to live as much of a normal life as possible.

Jakob prefers wearing his shabby clothes. He's had so many experiences with them that he wouldn't trade them for the world. It's almost an obsession: he gets mad if people criticize his clothes, he hand washes them himself, he even throws a fit if people touch them. In fact, the only things he is closer to than his clothes are Pokemon. He also wears a baseball cap with the Sunnyshore Sparks baseball logo on it; an Ampharos with a baseball instead of jewel on its head.

History: When the disasters struck, they struck hard. Jakob was at school one day when it caught on fire. Luckily, Dana, his older sister, was there to save him. They were the only two to make it out of the school alive. In fact, a week later after they left the underground cave that their father had created, they found out they were the only people left in the now scorched wasteland that they once called home. But, they were a smart and strong family, and they made do.

Jakob was the youngest of 4 children. Each member of the family was schooled in the use of a unique type of Pokemon. Dusty, the father, was a Ground specialist. Mentha, the mother, was a master at Psychic Pokemon. His three older siblings (Troy, Dana, and Thora) were Water, Dark, and Electric trainers, respectively. Jakob was going to be the fourth, and train up a team of Fire Pokemon. Then, the family was going to open a gym. It was going to be a battle style never seen before: a six on six battle with each trainer having 3 Pokemon. That's right. 12 Pokemon on the field at once. Unfortunately, the disasters struck, and their elaborate gym was never created.

Even after the disasters came, Jakob longed for the gym to be created. He could finally have a purpose, finally be acknowledged. He was determined to stop the disasters. That's when a strange lady came to his house and handed him a Pokeball, instructing him not to open it until they met again. The following day, people took him to an island base, and he was briefed on his dream. The disasters were finally going to be gone, and he was going to stop them.

Region: Sinnoh
Favorite type: Fire
RP example:

Here's my first, from This Is War (hosted by Frostbite strangely enough, small world)

Spoiler:

New Bark Town was an all too familiar scene. It looked like a ghost town: everything was burned to the ground, the buildings had been broken into, the grass looked dead. In fact, there was no movement, no life anywhere in sight. The lone building still standing was the old Pokemon Laboratory, previously owned by Professor Elm. Now, it looked just as bad off as the rest of the buildings, but hey, it was still standing, and that was a plus.

I approached this building with extreme caution. I knew that I had to be quiet. Since I was unarmed for the time being, if a wild Pokemon found me, it would attack, and where there was one Pokemon, there was likely a whole swarm to back it up.

When I arrived at the lab, I felt a little better. At least these people knew what they were doing. The giant iron door, which had been incredibly scratched up (obviously due to wild Pokemon attempting to break in) was at least 6 inches thick, and there were at least 10 security cameras tracking my every move. I quickly and quietly knocked three times on the door.

After what seemed like an eternity, the door creaked open. A large, muscular, intimidating man peeked from inside the door. "You one of the trainers?" he grunted.

"Yussir, Patrick Stevens at your service." I replied quickly.

He stepped out of the way to allow me to enter. "You're the third one here. The others have left already; we don't want you to travel in a single group, because that just will make it easier for the Pokemon to target you." He got a nod. "So, remember: Get some Pokemon, find Mew and get him to fix this whole mess, and hopefully all will be well again."

We had stopped at another steel door. The large man opened the door and stepped out of the way, allowing me to enter. I entered to a friendly "Hello there!", much different than the first greeting I got.

The room was a complete mess. There were many computers around the large room. Papers covered every inch of the desks that the computers did not, as well as file cabinet upon file cabinet. There were boxes, full of strange contraptions that I did not recognize. Most of the boxes were still closed.

"Hello there!" the friendly voice repeated.

"Erm, hi" was all I could say.

The friendly man thrust a solid black belt into my arms. I recognized it as the same type of belt the guard was wearing. "Inside is a dagger, you know, for protection. You can't be too careful these days in the wild. Also, you have a canteen, a compass, a GPS, and...huh. Oh well, you'll find out." Puzzled, I continued listening, as I put the belt around my waist. "And now, you can choose your weapon. I assure you, anything you can think of, we will have. Just, if I may, please be reasonable. After all, we want you to find Mew quickly, and if you were trying to carry around a chain gun or a cannon or something, well, not only would you not make it to Mew in time, but small Pokemon like Ratatta could probably get to you. So, choose wisely." he finished.

Thinking hard, I eventually made up my mind. "Um, can I have like a tranquilizer gun and darts? That way, I might be able to catch Pokemon if they are tranquilized. Tranquilizers are small, light, and easy to use."

"Of course, let me go get you one" he said. He began wading through the enormous amounts of paper and boxes, finally making it to one of the many unopened ones on the far side of the room. "This is a standard tranq gun," he said, pulling out a small, black gun. "And these are standard issue tranquilizer darts, that fit in said gun," he continued, pulling out long, thin, acid green darts from another nearby box. He handed them to me. "And finally, I give you this."

He also handed me what looked like a PDA, only silver, and made of metal. I, of course, knew that I wouldn't need a PDA for what I was doing. [FONT=&quot]"That will explain the recent occurrings of the region. It will also provide you with information on the Pokemon when you battle them." He pushed up his glasses, and I knew he was finally done talking. "Well, I suppose that's everything. A little suggestion. Capture the first Pokemon you see, no matter what you have to do." And with that, I was on my way.[/FONT]

And I guess this is my second one. This is from "The Seven Wonders of Pangero" which is pretty dead now. This one is interactive and you have multiple characters.

Spoiler:

"Uhm, hi. I'm Colorado. Cal for short." the boy replied, getting up and shaking Zero's hand. "Sorry for the mess," he continued.

"Oh, its no problem. This is nothing compared to my room back at home." Zero replied, smiling. He judged this boy to be friendly, he had a few Pokemon out, who were stretching and getting ready to embark on their journey. Cal sent his Electabuzz back to its Pokeball, keeping the Slowpoke out.

"Your attention, please. The ship has landed at port. Welcome to Pangero." a speaker on the boat informed them all.

"Oh boy, we're here." Zero said. He left Colorado's room with his new friend, recalling Tor on the way out, who had been waiting patiently at the door. "What do you think we should do with this Furret?" he asked.
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As Destiny bent down to get the Pokeball, a boy in his late teens walked up to her. "H-hey! Tha-That's mine... Or well, not... not really, but..." the boy blurted out, without much confidence. After he figured out what he was going to say, he continued as he reached for the Pokeball. "Anyway, I... I'll just... I'll just take this back to its owner, alright? Thank you!" the boy finished, waving as he ran back to his friend. Destiny smiled back. Why couldn't humans at home be this nice.

"Your attention, please. The ship has landed at port. Welcome to Pangero." Destiny noticed that she was sort of in the back of the boat, and as such, she was sure to be one of the last trainers off the boat. Unless, she got a head start. Leaning over the rail, she sent out Grace. Jumping over the edge, she landed on its back. "Grace, get me to the shore, but be quiet. We don't want to be seen." As she did so, she noticed another person, a man her age, riding on the back of his Sharpedo, clearly with the same idea as her. Smirking, she kept this face in mind, and made it to the island. Ahead, she saw a forest. "Might as well start exploring here," she thought to herself. Recalling her Lapras, she began walking through the forest alone, as she liked.

 

[XxAzaliaxX]

Name: Melody Rhodes
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Melody is a tanned skinned girl that stands around five foot six. She's a little pudgy, but she doesn't mind much, though her legs, arms, and fingers are a little above average length. She has long jet black hair that she either ties up in a ponytail, bandanna, or lets it fly in a headband, though most of the time it's half up half down. She has large light brown eyes, and a grin that holds secrets. Melody works out a few... few times a weak where she strengthens her muscles, she eats a lot though, and gains weight quickly.

In the clothing department, Melody wears colors that blend in. Underneath her long hooded cloak, Melody wears a high collared v neck zipper up shirt, a cross necklace, a black scarf and black wrist length fingerless gloves. She also wears a green above the knee skirt with black leggings, and boots. It depends mostly on the weather, so she usually keeps some pants in her back just in case. Around her head, she sports a green bandanna.

Melody has several scars on her back and chest. They're old but sometimes hurt her when the weather is too cold. She doesn't like anyone seeing them
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History:

As a child, Melody and her family lived in a tiny farming community. It was a lively town where everyone knew everyone. Melody always wished to escape. She hated when people knew her name, and later would know her as "that girl that was dating that pokemon trainer who turned out to be part of Team Rocket."She always wished to escape from her parents, and family members, it was so suffocating living there. Of course, she didn't start feeling this until her adolescent years. Melody has always wanted to become a pokemon trainer. To leave her town behind, and never look back. That's what her older brother did. Melody wanted to be destined for the same thing. Though... When Melody was eleven, on the eve of starting her adventure, Word got out that her brother had disappeared. That caused Melody's parents to forbid her from becoming a pokemon trainer. All hope lost, Melody began to eat and eat and eat. She became very unhealthy for a while, until her friends from school decided that she needed to change, and started taking her 'outside' her town. That's when she decided that she would strengthen her body so she could become a trainer when she was eighteen. Her parents wouldn't tell her anything when she came of age.

At the age of fifteen, Melody fell hard for a blue eyed red haired boy by the name of Ares. He was everything she wasn't. Beautiful, daring, calm, and graceful. On top of that, a Pokemon Trainer. For some reason, when Melody and Ares' eyes met, the instantly connected. He helped her with Pokemon. Of course Melody knew how to handle Pokemon, since her family had a few Skittys, Tauros, Rapidashs, Milktanks, and several other species of pokemon. He was the one who taught her how to bond with them. A few weeks before the Disaster struck, Ares disappeared from off the town. Melody was of course heart broken. Then, a summer night full of Illumise and Volbeat, the town lit up in flames, the earth under the feet of pokemon and humans rumbled. The Disaster struck. Everything was on fire, Melody, to this day dislikes fire. She pulled her father's burnt body from her burning homes, as well as one of her younger siblings. When her family finally got into a shelter for refugees, that's when they discovered that Ares was part of Team Tractus, the old Team Rocket.

Disgusted by herself, Melody swore revenge. What was left of Melody's family quickly adapted to the lost of their family members. Her family and her has fought to survive. Melody's mother finally decided that it was time for Melody to get a Pokemon, but alas, there were no professors left anywhere. Lost, Melody didn't know what to do, until she was approached by a woman. The young girl agreed, and told her mother about it later. "I can't really stop you now... Just becareful, and come back to me, not in a coffin, but on your own two feet Melody." Her mother had told her, while a baby clung to her hip and one to her leg. Melody promised her mother she would return home alive. All Melody wants to do is find Ares and her Brother, for very different reasons. She knows how much her mother misses her brother. She's going on this journey not to make friends, but to tie up some loose ends.
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Region You Came From: Kanto
Favorite Element: Grass, or Water
Roleplay Example:

I'm new to Roleplaying here on Pokecommunity, usually I RP on Gaiaonline, but I love to RP xD These examples are taken from some RPs I did on gaiaonline. They're not pokemon examples though so I hope that doesn't matter much. : D The first one is a little inappropriate... sorry : D both are from a fruits basket RP on gaiaonline : D nvm both of them were inappropriate, I had to find some different ones. lol They might be a tad bit inappropriate. I'm unsure if you can type 'sex' here lol​

Spoiler:

Mitoko sighed softly as Len looked up at her with his bright blue green eyes, he smiled at her. The maid watched him curiously as he picked up one of his roses. She counted them mentally. He had thirteen. He pulled a petal from the rose, and then another. There was a cold look in his eye."It seems my zodiac needs to be reminded of who I am. Call for...." Len sniffed one of the petals and then bit it. Mitoko almost stepped forward to stop him. She kept herself in place. It wasn't a time to interrupt him. The male made a face, and crushed the rose bloom in his hand. "The little monster." His voice was very cold. Mitoko felt a chill creep up her spine. "I haven't had fun with her in a long time." Mitoko bowed. The women sighed. He was giving her gray hairs.
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Mitoko had been twelve when she started working for the Sohma household. The young woman's parents were workers for the household. The Sohma's had paid off a very big debt that her great grandparents had owed, so Mitoko's family had been serving the Sohma's for a very long time. Mitoko knew about the curse, and she made sure to be careful about who was near any of the zodiac members. She had also been Len's maid since she was fourteen, and he was ten. He had been a small child then, who needed a mother. Mitoko took it upon herself to nurture Len as if he were her own child. She had been there for the man for a very long time, making sure his health was okay, and if he was happy. She loved him very much. Mitoko quietly left the room, as she exited his room, she came face to face with Shira. A fake smile appeared on the maid's face immediately. "Ah, Shira-chan. What a pleasant surprise. Len-sama isn't available at this time. If you like, you can come with me to look for Oka-chan" Her eyes sharpened. "He's in a very bad mood right now, I advise you to come with me"
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With that, Mitoko smiled again. She made her way down the hall of the estate with Shira. She needed to look for Oka. Despite seeming cold, Mitoko was a very kind person, she just needed to show people who was boss sometimes. She had become head maid at the age of seventeen, and there were some people who hated her for that. Mitoko had been protecting the Sohmas for as long as she could remember. She sometimes wished that Len wasn't so cruel, but it was who he was. Mitoko wondered aimlessly for a while, looking for Oka. It was raining, so she had brought an umbrella for herself, and the dog cursed. The woman knew all of the Zodiac, and also served them if they needed her to. She was mostly in the shadows though, outside of the Sohma Estate, the female was very shy. She rarely talked to anyone who wasn't part of the family. She was happy living in this little fairy tale though. She wished Len wouldn't smile so merciless though. She sometimes wished he'd go back to who he used to be. A kind and innocent child.
​

The maid spotted a flash of pink hair. It was Luka. Ah... Luka, what a... Delightful child. Not too smart, just like how Len liked them. Mitoko grabbed Shira's wrist. "Come on" She'd pay a little visit to Horo's home. Mitoko knocked on the door politely. Luka answered it. Her face was full of fear. "Ah, Luka-chan. What a pleasant surprise" The boar's face change in an instant, a smile appearing on her face. Mitoko knew better. No one trusted her, after all she was Len's maid. "Please come in" Mitoko walked in, but after she did so, Luka slammed the door in Shira's face. It almost made Mitoko laugh. She 'tsked' at the boar and her stubbornness. The dog cursed walked in, but Mitoko could tell she was fuming at Luka's treatment. Mitoko took a quick servay of the room, and spotted Oka. Luka looked down sadly, the maid turned and looked at Luka. "Don't worry, Oka-chan is the one being summoned." She turned to face Oka, and with a pleasant smile, she spoke softly. "Len-sama wants to see you, Oka" Luka's voice filled her ears.
​

"How about me, Mitoko-san? Can't you take me?" Mitoko noticed that Luka's face was somewhat cocky, her eyes told her a different story. The boar was desperate. She didn't want another incident. "You know Len-sama is more satisfied with me." Mitoko looked over the female, her head slightly tilted. She tapped her chin. "You're probably right. I was told to get Oka-chan though, maybe-" Luka quickly interrupted her. "Oka's busy with Hitsuji-" Mitoko's face turned cold, Luka wasn't too bright was she? "Are you going against Len-sama's wishes?" Mitoko watched as Luka thought, biting her lip. The boar let her hair out of its bun, and walked out of the house. Mitoko sighed. How troublesome. Why didn't they listen to her? Mitoko looked at Oka and then at Shira with questionable eyes. Before she could say anything, Oka took off. Mitoko followed after them, practically running.
​

Mitoko put her umbrella up. Luka was a lot faster then any of them, especially when she was angry... She wasn't faster then the Horse though. Mitoko had to admit though, Oka was pretty damned close to catching up with the Boar. Before Oka could enter Len's room, Mitoko grabbed her, and covered her own lips with her finger, telling Oka to be quiet. The maid pointed at the door, Len's voice could be heard from his room. "-too bright are you, Luka? The only thing you can do is this?" A cold chuckle filled the hallway. You could only listen closely to the conversation. Something hit something else, and someone fell to the floor, coughing. "Only thing I can do, Len-sama" was heard through the coughs. There were footsteps against the floor.
​

"You're the stupid, gluttonous pig. That's all that you are, sweetie." Something hit the floor again, and a gasp was heard through the sliding door screen. "I wanted to have fun with that little monster, but maybe you'll do. You're easier then she is... Why are you so weak, sweetie? Hmm? Even that stupid dog put up a bigger fight then you did." the male paused, and laughed. "Maybe you love me...? After all, you're just a pig. No one will ever love someone like you... Aw... Are those tears? Come now, you pathetic beast. Let's see what we can do" Again, someone's- Luka's body most likely, hit the floor with a thud. There was a rustle of clothing. Mitoko looked down, losing her grip on Oka. Len hadn't gone this far before.
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The male felt as if he were flying. The pain in his chest had numbed some. That was bad. He closed his eyes, and opened them just in time to see Penji slap Luka across the face. He felt anger boil up inside him. Where had Penji been all this time? The cow, his slow and steady cow, had been gone for two years. Len had a great fondness for Penji. Around the time Penji began to get involve with delinquents and all of those types of things, he would spend most of his time with Penji, Luka, or Horo. For some reason he had a deeper... Much deeper attachment to those three then anyone else. At that time, his relationship with Luka had been a little on the sweet side. They hadn't had any type of sexual activity going on then, just playful and sometimes awkward kisses and flirting. Len had actually wanted something with Luka. He wasn't sure what. Then, Penji left, Luka seemed to be putting more distance from him, and Horo always seemed to be gone. They left him alone. Which is why he went for the weakest of the three. Luka. Luka was innocent. Luka was untainted, and unstained. He wanted to dirty her, like one of the maids had done to him when he was thirteen.
​

He began to find her disgusting after the first time they had sex. Did he feel disgusted by her? or by himself? The reason why his fists hit her body was because he knew the answer. He was the one who was dirty, and it annoyed him. Luka was just there to take the blame. Len wasn't sure how many times the boar had been beaten down and broken. More then he could ever count. Somehow she always got back up, and came to him. It annoyed him so much. Why wouldn't she just break completely? Why? Len took a long breath of air, strong arms had carried him to his futon. It was Penji... No, Zaraki... Penji wouldn't talk that way to anyone. Len felt a wave of fresh air come in, the stagnant air dissipated quickly, and he began to breath a little better. He looked up at Aiden without really registering him. His body was moved again to help him get more air into his lungs, his rapid breathing slowed some, but the pain in his chest was still there.

Len watched Luka as she took out her cell phone, and dialed the emergency number. Why couldn't she just mind her own business? Then again, she was the pig, sticking her nose in everyone elses' business. He watched as Mitoko slapped her, and then Luka slammed her against the wall. Her voice, like everyone's was far away. She was angry though. He kind of liked seeing her angry,,, She left, and then he looked up at Zaraki. His eyes were clear. So very clear. Her felt the other maids began to help him get in a more comfortable position. All but Aiden and Zaraki were told to leave the room. The paramedics came several minutes later. Len found them annoying, but the male was flying, the pain was entirely numb, and he couldn't hear anything anyone said. Was he dying?"tell... everyone... I'm sorry..." he choked out. At that, Len's world went dark, and he floated. The paramedics quickly pulled Len on an gurney, and wheeled him outside, covering him to protect him from the rain. Mitoko was the only person to ride with him to the hospital. She told Shira that she would call with updates. With that, the paramedics took off to the hospital.​

Oh my... it seems I might be a little late *sighs and sobs* I suppose I won't be participating them?

 

[perfectmonster]

Name: John Lumpur


Age: 17


Gender: Male


Appearance (at least a paragraph): John is a well grown young man. He is nearly six foot and has tanned, dark skin. His face includes a large wad of out of control hair, a pointed nose and startlingly blue eyes. He is actually quite fit from his boxing lessons and is always ready for the fight. The other thing he got from his boxing lessons was a dislocated hand, and even though they fixed it, it still bothers him every now and then.

John always likes to wear blue denim jeans and his special green shirt with a picture of a famous boxer and a Machamp fighting. Over his shirt he wears a dark blue jacket that has white stripes and checks. He wears his worn down trainers when going anywhere. When he sleeps he basically just jakes of his jacket and shoes and rests in his jeans. A silver stud decorates his left earlobe.


History: John was born in Dewford Town but moved to Sootopolis almost immediately when the island started getting swamped by high tides (and even a tsunami at one point) caused by the water legendaries. Sootopolis was a lot better, because of the tall rock walls that surround the city. His father worked in the gym with Wallace as his right-hand trainer. His mom ran her own embroidery shop, which she had raised from nothing. John himself went to the local high school, where he was quite popular.

Then one day, out of the blue, Team IQU attacked the city. Wallace suspected they were trying to get into the Cave of Origins for some reason and tried to defend the city with his troop of trainers. John wanted to help too, but he had no pokemon. Eventually, Team IQU was defeated, although they had left a trail of destruction in their wake. The high school, a few houses and his Mum's embroidery shop were all just piles of rubble. His mum was so sad to see her life's work destroyed. John vowed that he would become a trainer and raise his own Pokemon. Team IQU would pay. But the Professor had disappeared, so when he met the leader of Team Euro, he had new hope.


Region You Came From: Hoenn


Favourite Element: Water


Role play Example (one if fine, two is excellent):
From 'Johto: The Future Of Adventure!'

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Leonardo ran out of New Bark Town with Hoppip floating along over is head and high spirits. Before he had left, Leo had tied a thin rope around Hoppip's leg and attatched it to his bag, to stop it from disappearing. The drizzle was long gone and had given way to a nice blue sky with puffy white clouds. The breeze was blowing leaves everywhere. Tall grass grew over the ground, concealing many Pokemon, Leo thought.
Hoppip gleefuly cried out from above him, happily bobbing around his head.
'You seem to be really glad to be out of that lab.' mused Leo, in return, Hoppip answered him by jumping on his head and propelling itself high up into the air. Leo looked up after it, still running. 'Wow, that was a great ju-'

CRACK.

Leo collapsed to the ground in front of the tree that he had run into, out cold.
When Leo finally came to and the dizzeness was gone, he felt panicked when he realised that is was dark, and stars littered the sky. Hoppip was standing next to him and gave a relieved sigh, before rubbing against him and dumping some berries on his chest.
'Thanks!' Leo said as he and Hoppup scoffed them down. His head hurt like hell, but the pain was fading fast. As he reached for his last berry though, a dark shape swooped down from a tree and snatched it.
'Hey, give that back!' yelled Leo. 'Hoppip, use Tackle on the tree!' Hoppip rammed into the tree and it shook violently. A cry was heard and a Hoothoot fell out of the tree and fell onto the ground. 'Wow, a Hoothoot!' Leo pulled out his Pokedex and scanned it as it frantically searched for it's berry.

HOOTHOOT
THE OWL POKEMON
HOOTHOOT STANDS ON ONE LEG, BUT USES BOTH IT'S POWERFUL EYES TO SEE CLEARLY EVEN THROUGH THE DARKEST NIGHT.
TYPES: NORMAL AND FLYING

'Sounds cool!' said Leo. 'Ok Hoppip, use Tackle again!' Hoppip rammed the Pokemon which was unaware of the oncoming attack. It stumbled back and instantly retaliated with an equally fierce tackle that sent Hoppip flying up into the air. 'Come on Hoppip, show it how hard you can hit!' Hoppip bounced off a tree and propelled itself into the Hoothoot, so hard that it flew right back, hooting all the way. it hit the same tree that had "attacked" Leo earlier and bounced back up.
As the tree shook behind it, the Hoothoot used a growl attack, and Hoppip had it's energy sapped. Right then, a few apricots fell out of the tree and hit the Hoothoot on the head, dazing it just long enough for Leo to throw a pokeball. The Hoothoot dissapeared inside with a burst of red light, and it fell to the ground, rolling around and ringing dimly as Leo and Hoppip looked on...

From 'Pokemon Discovered'

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Reni continued to walk down the seemingly never ending path across the plain, thinking about past events. First of all, what was with that weird man? He said he wasn't a new Pokemon trainer. Did that mean he was here before us? How did he survive? Another thought occured to her; maybe the man was the famous Jack Herus! But what would he be doing back on the island? And what was wrong with him? He looked like something incredible had happened to him. Will I have to face it too?

And those Geodude, the ones who attacked her. Usually, shinies were the rarest thing in a Pokemon game, but she had seen four! Four of them at once. And they had attacked her. Why would they do that? What was going on?

"Woah, woah, woah!" Reni exclaimed, "Too many questions! Maybe I should just forget about it all. Yeah...I'll do that! First gym, here I come!" She started running down the road, forgetting all about her worries. This was an adventure! Of course weird things were going to happen, especially in a place like this.

On the horizon, Reni spotted a few large, dark shadows. Mountains! Finally, a change of scenery. About half an hour later, Reni slumped down on the path in front of a huge, dark cave leading into the mountains.

"Oh man, I hope I don't have to go through there. It's so dark! Maybe there's another way." she pondered. She glanced to her right, and then to her left. From what she could see, the side of the mountain went on forever. It would take much to long to get around or over it. And besides, the path led into the cave. In such a strange place, it would probably be wise to stick to it.

Reni pushed on and a few steps into the dark, beast like mouth of the cave, she spotted a sign, faintly visable. It had an arrow pointing into the cave. So she continued into the dark abyss. After a few minutes of walking, she heard some cries in the cave. 'Zuzuubat'. They echoed off the walls around her, and sounded like they were seemingly all around her. Creeped, she decided to bring out some company.

"Come on out, Nidoran!" she cried, throwing her pokeball. The flash of white light blinded her, and when she opened them again, she could faintly see Nidoran's outline. "Come up here, Nidoran. This place gives me the creeps." She picked Nidoran out and continued along. As she turned a corner, she sighted torches on the walls, following the path. Finally, some light! Although it didn't help much, it did allow her to see where she was going, and so she continued.

Suddenly, she pitched forward as something caught her foot, and went sprawling. Nidoran flew out of her arms with a cry. Reni quickly picked herself up again and turned to look at what had tripped her. It was a small, brown, domish shaped Pokemon with a cute pink nose. A Diglett! It laughed at her fall, giggling histerically.

"Oh, so you think that was funny, do you? Well, Nidoran, use Tackle!" Nidoran charged at the little creature....only to run into nothing at all. As Nidoran looked around for the missing pest, a small 'Dig!' sound came from Reni's right. "There it is Nidoran! Hit it again!" But once again, Nidoran's attack found no victim. 'Dig!' came a small laugh behind her.

Nidoran seemed to boil, and in an angry rage, began charging all around the cave, chasing the Diglett. Finally, the little Diglett became too cocky, poking it's tounge out and giving Nidoran that second it needed to hit it right in the face. 'Diggle!' it cried. Now it was hurt. And mad. It launched sand into Nidoran's face, appearing behind it moments later and using a Scratch attack.

"Nidoran, look out!" Reni cried, as Diglett repeatedly popped up and damaging her Pokemon. "Nidoran, to your left!" Nidoran, trusting it's trainer, launched a tackle attack to it's left side, once again hitting it in the face. This time it drooped, and with a small mumble of pain, fainted.

"Good job Nidoran!" said Reni, "Now let's get out of here, befo- oh crap." Suddenly, out of all of the holes scattered around the cave, tones of Diglett popped out, angry at the defeat of their friend. "Run Nidoran!" Reni screamed, already halfway to the corner. And they did, yelling in suprise all of the way.

 

[Spritesprite48]

Sign-Ups:
Name- Spriten Muave (Goes by Sprite)
Age- 17
Gender- Female
Appearance- Sprite is a tall, long-legged girl with long arms, fingers, etc. She could be described as "weak" as she does not have much strength. However, she is just about the fastest person she herself knows but has little stamina. She has higher than average intelligence that shines in her black eyes. Her hair is raven black (as in mine..) with a honey tint. Sprite usually lets it hang down. She has dark, black eyes like deep pits and barely smiles. She looks serious, and at first sight, quite intimidating. However, if you see more of her you can notice her rosy cheeks, slight smile, high cheekbones and glossy sheen. She usually wears a (fake!!!) ligoone (um.. the ferrety pokemon.. forgot the exact name..) hat and a silver necklace with a tiny gold sentret hanging from it. (Ooh dur she's a ferret fan! ^^ XD I am too.) Then she wears a hoody with the zipper (guess! Ferret!) with a ferret hanging from it. She has gloves (fake ferret skin XD this girl is a maniac!) and wears them all the time. She wears just jeans and her backpack is covered with ferrets... Spriten, at first, might seem harsh and cold, but if you get to know her she's a lot better.
History- Spriten was homeschooled. She never had any experience with training of any kind. Usually she was stuck in studying or reading. Her family lived in an obscure town within a dense forest, so Sprite learned to love the wild. She especially loved ferrets. She once befriended a zigzagoon by helping it when it was wounded. However, when the tornadoes came, she never saw it again. Later everything was either torn apart by the wind or it blew away. Alone with her father, she set out to try her best. Meanwhile, her father left with his old Houndoom.
Region You Came From- Johto
Favorite Element- Grass.
Roleplay Example (one if fine, two is excellent)-

Just made them up.

The zigzagoon panted as it thumped the ground, its sturdy paws soaking in the pressure. It kept running, eager to escape its predator. It shook its patterned head wildly as a gust of wind blew around rattling the leaves and bending down the flowers. Despite the wind, it was actually a beautiful day, but the zigzagoon had no time to stop and sniff the flowers. After a moment, it sensed its predator was gone. Collapsing on the ground, it lay, still.

***

Spriten found it, slightly surprised. Besides her parents' old Houndoom, she'd never seen a pokemon before. She edged toward it silently, calculating the chances of what or how it could escape and/or harm her. But since she loved ferrets so much, she could feel the binding shell slipping away, making a quiet smile creep up her face. Sitting down next to it, she found it had fainted. How or when she was not so sure. Taking the bottle of fresh, icy water she always carried around with her in her patchy, ferretty bag, she poured a little on the zigzagoon's face. After a moment of silent observation, it blinked wildly and squeaked something. Shrugging, Sprite fed the pokemon the rest of her water, then gave it a cracker.

"Not much, but the best I can do." she said, in her normal, cold voice. She felt herself hardening again. But there was something under it, a warm, pleasant feeling spreading across her inside. "So, what's your name, little fellow?" she asked.

(This enough? 0_o??? :3 If it isn't then I'll do more.)


EDIT: I will probs be on strange times, but I"ll try as best as I can. ^^ Usually on Fridays and Saturdays I may be on early. Plus next week's spring break so yeah.

 

[Royal]

Sorry for being so late in replying to this guys!

Frostbite:

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Excellent post! You'll be the trainer from Kanto and your starter is Charmander.

Cyndaquasher

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Sorry, but the Johto trainer has already been picked.

Steffyace

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Great! You'll be the trainer from Johto and your starter is Totodile.

Breezy

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Good, you'll be the trainer from Hoenn and your starter is Mudkip.

Myrrhman

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Great, you'll be the Sinnoh trainer and your starter is Chimchar.

XxAzaliaxX

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Sorry, but the Kanto trainer has already been picked.

Perfectmonster

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Sorry, but the Hoenn trainer has already been picked.

Spritesprite48

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Sorry, but the Johto trainer has already been picked.

Sign-ups are closed now! All trainers have been picked.

Post 1:

You are at the base with the three other trainers around you and the girl you met before is standing in front of you before a large door. She speaks, "Welcome new trainers. My name is Selene and I'm the leader of Team Euro. Before we let you out into your regions to help calm some the legendaries and help our captains, you must go through a quick training experience."

She gestures toward the door. "Outside of this is the rest of the island. It is divided into three sections – Harbor, Valorie, and Crest. You get to choose the route you take. Inside your backpack is a map of the island and more specifically, the routes of the sections. It also contains info on some of the Pokemon you might encounter in the section. Your backpack also contains several Pokeballs for capturing other Pokemon. I'll be watching as you progress. At the end of the section will be a surprise for you and it up to you to either take whatever it is down or let it go."

The doors behind her open to reveal a large area. "Step out with me." She gestures for you to follow and you do. Once in the middle of the area, you see it has three breaks in the woods, all going in different directions. "To the left is Harbor, the middle is Valorie, and the right is Crest. Pick wisely."

Selene throws up a Pokeball and in a bright flash, a Salamence appears. She gets onto its back. "I cannot wait to see you at the end." With that the Salamence roared and flew up with Selene on its back.

-You split up now and get to call out your starter. You get to pick a route, but pick wisely for one may be harder than the others… end your post with the name of the section you pick.-

 

[Underoos]

Damian was completely ready to go, and he had a rather determined mind set as he arrived to the base. He was ready to help these people out, but mostly it was for selfish purposes. Damian really wanted a Pokemon, and to him there wasn't a single thing that was going to stand in his way. This was the perfect opportunity, but the only problem was that Damian had lied to his parents. As he entered the base, Damian thought about how he had mentioned a Pokemon Academy in Sinnoh. His parents had bought it and let him go, unsuspecting a thing. Damian shook his head, let out a soft sigh and then decided to look around.

There were currently three other trainers with him. Damian didn't know their names or anything, and he wasn't too keen on finding out anyway. He was the type that didn't get close to very many people, and figured that in the state the world was in it would be a good idea to keep to himself. Damian yawned and stretched lightly, then finally looked over to the door. The girl he had met previously at his home was standing there. Damian glanced at the others and then zoned back in on her. She began to speak.

"Welcome new trainers. My name is Selene and I'm the leader of Team Euro. Before we let you out into your regions to help calm some of the legendaries and help our captains, you must go through a quick training experience."

At that Damian's eyebrow rose and his curiosity perked up. He began to wonder what sort of an exercise it was. Damian thought about the multiple things it could be, but finally realized that with these people there would be no easy way to tell. He glanced back up at the girl named Selene, because she had started to speak again. Damian watched her gesture toward the large door.

"Outside of this is the rest of the island. It is divided into three sections - Harbor, Valorie, and Crest. You get to choose the route you take. Inside your backpack is a map of the island and more specifically, the routes of the sections. It also contains info on some of the Pokemon you might encounter in the section. Your backpack also contains several Pokeballs for capturing other Pokemon. I'll be watching your progress. At the end of the section will be a surprise for you and it's up to you to either take whatever it is down or let it go."

Damian blinked slowly as his mind processed this. He already knew which path he was going to take, if only because it sounded the coolest. Damian wondered what kind of "surprise" would be in store for him. It made him twitch with excitement. His eyes lit up with challenge as the doors slowly opened. They revealed a large area that awed Damian, and made him wonder how he had never heard of this place before. He started to take a stop forward but stopped and looked over at Selene, face slightly pinkish. He didn't want to seem too much of a go-getter, because that would probably be a bad thing.

"Step out with me," Selene stated, gesturing for them to follow her. Damian and the others followed her until they reached what seemed to be the middle of the area. Damian glanced at the tree breaks in the woods with a bit of excitement. "To the left is Harbor, the middle is Valorie, and the right is Crest. Pick wisely."

Damian smirked. By this time, he sort of didn't care what the wise choice was. He knew which one he wanted, and his mindset was a strong one. If he got the hardest way, then so be it. It would just be one way for Damian to have honed his skills with whatever Pokemon he was destined to get. The thought of his starter made Damian even more excited, though he didn't show it. He thought of the many Pokemon he had seen in the wild, and only hoped his whatever it was could be as strong as them. Damian's smirk widened slightly to something akin to a grin, but this time he couldn't hide it. He probably radiated excitement.

Moments later Selene threw up a Pokeball, and a Salamence appeared in a bright flash. Damian looked in slight awe at the large dragon; for he had always been fond of brutal looking Pokemon such as them. His sister liked the cute ones like Clefairy, but Damian would relish the fact of something like a Nidoking. Damian's smirk completely switched into a wide grin as he stared at the Salamence.

"I cannot wait to see you at the end," Selene commented. She got on Salamence's back then, and within moments Salamence had roared and lifted them up into the sky.

Damian glanced at the other tree, and decided that he wasn't going to waste any time. He grabbed the Pokeball that apparently contained his starter, and brought it out. As the white light faded, Damian stared at the small little lizard staring at him. It had a flame on its tail, and that's how Damian knew exactly what it was. He smirked and licked his lips as he stared at the little Charmander standing right in front of him. The Charmander cocked its head to the side and looked back at Damian for a moment.

"Time to go, Charmander," Damian declared. Charmander blinked and nodded very slowly. "We're going to Crest. Follow me." With that, Damian led the little Charmander away from the middle and toward the right. Crest loomed ahead in that direction, but Damian was ready to take the path.

 

[Royal]

Frostbite:

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I told you I might laugh! X3 Thought he might choose Crest - I haven't even written out what Pokemon might be waiting, and yes, you choose a VERY hard one. But the others might be harder... Hehe! You'll have fun at the end.

Once you finish that first post, you can start with this.

1st Route - 1 to 3 posts:

Harbor
The first route to Harbor is a long valley with mountains visible in the distance. It's usually pretty long, so be careful. It contains bug, flying, and normal types usually, but that's not all…

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The Pokemon found in these routes are:

Venonat
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Confusion, Disable, Supersonic

Yanma
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Quick Attack, Double Team, Sonicboom

Pidgey
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Quick Attack, Sand Attack, Gust

Nidoran F
Female
Common
Attacks: Peck, Poison Sting, Double Kick

Nidoran M
Male
Common
Attacks: Peck, Poison Sting, Double Kick

Butterfree
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Tackle, Stringshot, Confusion

Beedrill
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Twinneedle, Poison Sting, Double Team

Pidgeotto
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Gust, Quick Attack, Sand Attack, Wing Attack

Doduo
Male or Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Peck, Quick Attack, Sand Attack

Nidorina
Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Double Kick, Fury Attack, Headbutt, Mega Punch

Nidorino
Male
Uncommon
Attacks: Double Kick, Fury Attack, Headbutt, Mega Kick

Scyther
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Fury Attack, Double Team, Slash

Tauros
Male
Rare
Attacks: Headbutt, Stomp, Glare

(Ask me to encounter this!)
Sneasel
Male and Female
Very Rare
Attacks: Slash, Double Team, Night Shade

(Ask me to encounter this!)
Snover
Male and Female
Very Rare
Attacks: Absorb, Magnitude, Ingrain, Tackle

Valorie
The first route in Valorie is a dense forest and you believe it to be home to dozens of bug type Pokemon, but that's not all…

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Butterfree
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Tackle, String Shot, Confusion

Beedrill
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Twinneedle, Poison Sting, Double Team

Paras
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Scratch, Stun Spore, Leech Life

Venonat
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Confusion, Disable, Supersonic

Yanma
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Quick Attack, Double Team, Sonicboom

Scyther
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Fury Attack, Double Team, Slash

Spinarak
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot

Beautifly
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Absorb, Gust, Stun Spore

Dustox
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Confusion, Gust, Protect

Nuzleaf
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Night Shade, Bide, Double Team, Focus Energy

Pikachu
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Thundershock, Quick Attack, Double Team, Slam

Electrike
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Thundershock, Roar, Headbutt, Quick Attack

Shinx
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Spark, Roar, Bite, Headbutt

(Ask me to encounter this!)
Scizor
Male and Female
Very Rare
Attacks: Slash, Quick Attack, Double Team, Metal Claw

(Ask me to encounter this!)
Bulbasaur
Male and Female
Very Rare
Attacks: Headbutt, Razor Leaf, Leech Seed, Vine Whip

Crest
You enter the small woods, but almost as soon as you do, it breaks off into a marshy area but not enough to get your feet dirty. Many Pokemon inhabit it, and some that you might not even imagine…

Spoiler:

Ekans
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Wrap, Glare, Poison Sting

Nidoran F
Female
Common
Attacks: Peck, Poison Sting, Double Kick

Nidoran M
Male
Common
Attacks: Peck, Poison Sting, Double Kick

Dustox
Male and Female
Common
Attacks: Confusion, Gust, Protect

Skorupi
Male or Female
Common
Attacks: Poison Sting, Headbutt, Scratch

Croagunk
Male or Female
Common
Attacks: Poison Sting, Poison Jab, Glare

Nidorina
Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Double Kick, Fury Attack, Headbutt, Mega Punch

Nidorino
Male
Uncommon
Attacks: Double Kick, Fury Attack, Headbutt, Mega Kick

Spinarak
Male and Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot

Seviper
Male or Female
Uncommon
Attacks: Poison Sting, Poison Tail, Bite, Glare

Arbok
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Crunch, Wrap, Iron Tail, Glare

Golbat
Male and Female
Rare
Attacks: Bite, Wing Attack, Glare

Venomoth
Male or Female
Rare
Attacks: Silverwind, Wing Attack, Double Team, Glare

(Ask me to encounter this!)
Houndour
Male and Female
Very Rare
Attacks: Fire Spin, Crunch, Glare, Headbutt

(Ask me to encounter this!)
Torchic
Male and Female
Very Rare
Attacks: Scratch, Headbutt, Fire Spin, Focus Energy

 

[steffyace]

A yawn erupted out into the open, echoing off the tan walls. In the bedroom to the right held the person responsible for the noise. Claire sat upright in her bed, stretching her tanned arms out widely to finish out her yawn. She moved her small hands through her dirty blonde hair. As she did so her fingers snagged on the knots caused by the constant tossing and turning she did all night. The only thing her mind was set on was what Pokémon could possibly be inside the Pokéball the woman gave to her. Last night she hoped with all her might she would not end up with a certain species. If so, she believed she would never be able to trust anyone again. She shook the thoughts out of her head and pulled her legs over to the side of her twin bed and threw off the soft cream covers. "Time to start my journey" She whispered to herself. During the last couple of years things have changed drastically. But now she no longer had to hide in the cold dark bunkers. She could finally see the world and be a real teenage girl. But considering she currently doesn't have any friends, she can't be sure of what a 'real' teenage girl is.

She stood up, her nightgown fell flat against her body and her messy hair fell down over her shoulders. She walked over and checked herself out in the mirror and examined her greasy hair. When was the last time I took a shower? She said to herself, trying to remember. It was quite a while ago if her memory didn't fail her as it normally did. Ever since the passing of her mother she has had to take up the apartment on her own. She was careful not to overuse water and electricity and raise the bills higher than they were already. But it did seem like a perfect day for a shower. The start of a new journey also meant the start of a new her. Claire gave herself a smile and grabbed a pair of clothing from her dresser. As normal she took out a like pink ragged dress with white accents on it. It was her favorite, and besides she had nothing else to wear. After that she moved to the next drawer and grabbed a pair of long light green pants that were almost too short for her. It would have to do. She had packed everything last night. She ran over the list in her head as she got the water running. Jacket, scarf, gloves… But there was something missing. Oh well she would figure it out once she finished with her shower.

****

She gathered together her stuff, putting on the necessary socks and then her white and pink sneakers. She examined the worn out soles in them. "I need new clothes" She whimpered to herself. The last time she went shopping was for food. And her supply of that was almost gone as well. But she won't need it since her new journey would begin today. Excitement welled up inside of her. This was it, her shot at life can't be ruined now. With a little squeak of joy she bounded off into the kitchen, gathering nutritious cereal bars and anything else she would take along in case she got hungry on the way. But then it hit her once more. What am I forgetting? She thought to herself. Pacing back and forth she tried desperately to remember. "Oh!" She practically screamed. Zipping to her room she opened her night stand's drawer and grabbed out the Pokéball. That would have been bad if she forgot it. Everything was in order and it was time to set off. But, where was she going exactly? Oh yes. She remembered she was being picked up by friends of the woman she met earlier.

She threw her dark green bag over her shoulder, it was heavy but it had all the necessary things inside. And with that she opened her front door, walked out, turned around and locked it without a single thought. "Wish me luck mother" She whispered and touched her fingers to her lips and kissed them gently, before taking them away and pressing them against the door. Now to get down the four flights of steps it took to get up to her apartment. There was an evaluator but it didn't work and the owners of the apartment building refused to fix it until next month. Oh well a little exercise wouldn't do her harm. Claire set off on a steady pace down the stairs, and when she reached the bottom she could feel her heart racing and she breathed heavily. Okay then. She fixed herself up and opened to doors. With a shriek of surprise she said three young men that were waiting for her. There was one on top of a Salamence's back, and the other two on Fearow's. "Don't worry, we are friends of Selene, we are here to pick you up" The one on the Salamence said encouragingly and held out his hand.

She took a hold of it and held on tight and he helped to pull her up. She sat herself steadily on the Pokémon's back, and then they were off. She held on tightly to the Pokémon, not daring to loosen her deathly grip. They slowly started to rise in their elevation.

****

After the trip she was set down on the island, feeling the warm sun shining down on her. For a moment she basked in its warmth closing her eyes and letting the wind blow past her. "Claire, we need to go now" Said the man once on the back of the Salamence. She opened her eyes and nodded at him. Time to start her journey as a trainer, she thought. She could just fell the excitement boiling inside. She followed the three men inside but suddenly she noticed others. Who else has this woman gone too? She wondered. She quickly found a spot and sat down quietly, listening to what she had to say.

"Welcome new trainers. My name is Selene and I'm the leader of Team Euro. Before we let you out into your regions to help calm some the legendaries and help our captains, you must go through a quick training experience." The woman said, her eyes blazing with pride. She gestures toward the large door behind her. It was quite creepy in a way, it sent shivers running down Claire's spine.

"Outside of this is the rest of the island. It is divided into three sections – Harbor, Valorie, and Crest. You get to choose the route you take. Inside your backpack are a map of the island and more specifically, the routes of the sections. It also contains info on some of the Pokémon you might encounter in the section. Your backpack also contains several Pokéballs for capturing other Pokémon. I'll be watching as you progress. At the end of the section will be a surprise for you and it up to you to either take whatever it is down or let it go." She said. Suddenly a backpack was thrown on her lab, and as she said it contained the Map and a couple of Pokéballs, along with info about the Pokémon. It was all there and accounted for. Claire grabbed her green back and stuffed it in the backpack and then put that over her shoulders. It was heavier but she didn't mind.

The doors behind Selene opened to reveal a large area. "Step out with me." She gestured everyone to follow her. Claire hesitates for a second, this is what she wanted right? She has come this far and not to back down. She jumps up and follows Selene in. Once in the middle of the area, she could see the three breaks in the woods, all going in different directions. "To the left is Harbor, the middle is Valorie, and the right is Crest. Pick wisely." Selene said.

And with that Selene throws up a Pokéball and in a bright flash, a Salamence appears. She gets onto its back. "I cannot wait to see you at the end." With that the Salamence roared and flew up with Selene on its back. Claire watched in awe as it flew away. How magnificent it was. "I wonder…" She said to herself. She grabbed her own Pokéball and hit the button and threw it up in the air. Suddenly it opened and with the same flash of light a blue creature came out. "Toto-DIILLLLLEEE" It called out into the air loud enough for anyone to hear. Claire covered her hears in irritation, but she also kind of liked its spunk.

"Alright, a Totodile!" She said with enthusiasm, she loved water Pokémon, and Totodile was perfect for her. But it needed a name. The Totodile came running to her and threw it arms over her legs, it was obviously friendly. "How about Mike?" She said. But the Totodile shook its head with disgust. She had to think of something better. He was a male so he needed a strong and brave name. "I got it! Your name will be Kroc" She said. And it jumped happily up and down, it seemed to like its new name. "Well Kroc, we will go towards Valorie, what do you say?" She said bending down to look eye level with it. She could see her same excitement in its eyes. That must mean a yes then.​

 

[Royal]

steffyace:

Spoiler:

Good post! You can continue now.

 

[Underoos]

There was something like a small woods that they walked through, but it seemed like almost as soon as Damian took a step, it was a marshland. Damian glanced down at the ground, a bit surprised to find it marshy enough to be a marsh, but not enough to get his feet dirty. He shrugged finally and then looked down at Charmander, who was staring at the little mud on the ground like it was going to spring up and eat him. With a sigh, Damian leaned over and grabbed Charmander underneath his arms, then picked him up and looked the Pokemon straight in the eye. Charmander blinked cutely.

"I suppose you're not one for mud, huh?" Damian questioned in more a joking manner than anything.

Charmander huffed and glanced away from him. "Char."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Damian set Charmander on his shoulders. "You can stay there," he began. "But if you set my awesome hair on fire, you're going to have to walk in the mud," he teased.

"Char!" Charmander grumbled huffily.

Damian snorted a chuckle and then began to walk again, surveying the area as he did so. He had been hoping for some freaky strong Pokemon in these areas, but no. All he saw for what seemed like miles were bushes and slightly soggy ground. Oh, and trees. There were some of those around. Damian sighed heavily, but tried to look on the bright side. At least he would be able to keep out of harm's way for a little while longer this way. Charmander seemed to be dozing off on his head, so Damian amused himself with thinking of all the Pokemon that might be around (if any). He was imagining a team full of powerhouses that could cream whatever they faced.

"Yeah," Damian whispered, "sounds good to me."

Charmander, still located on the top of his head, gave a soft snore. Damian rolled his eyes and carefully avoided a spot where the mud was a bit thicker than he liked. He yawned and stopped in his tracks, deciding that there was no point in moving forward for the moment. Instead, he set his pack down underneath a tree. Then he carefully plucked his sleeping Pokemon off the top of his head and set him down next to the pack. Charmander twitched and rolled over, but gave no other motion that he recognized what had just happened. Damian frowned, not really liking how deep his Pokemon slept, but brushed it off and moved away. He began looking around for Pokemon tracks, though in all truth he wasn't sure what kind he was supposed to be looking for. But dang, he wanted a Pokemon.

Damian hadn't looked for more than five minutes when he heard something in the bushes about ten feet away from him. Damian's head shot up and he stared intently, not daring to move for fear of scaring whatever it was off. He glanced at Charmander and thought about calling his Pokemon over, but decided against that. He would wait to see what the thing was before he went making his presence known. Carefully Damian took a step forward and craned his neck to see over the bushes. When he saw what was on the other side, Damian almost squealed in joy. There was a large, purple Pokemon there. It was eating some berries (or so Damian guessed) from the bush.

"Nidorino," Damian breathed.

The Pokemon grunted and looked up, eyeing Damian with dark eyes. Damian swallowed slowly, and the two held gazes for a moment. Then, seconds later, the Nidorino gave a roar and charged. Damian let out a yelp and scrambled backwards, just narrowly dodging the sharp point on Nidorino's head. It whipped around and snorted, pawing harshly at the ground and lowering its head in a threatening way. Damian swallowed heavily and licked his suddenly parched lips. He looked over to Charmander and found his fire type had finally begun to rouse from the sleep it was in.

"Charmander!" Damian shouted desperately. The Nidorino roared and charged. Damian leaped out of the way again, skidding in mud and scraping his hands. Damian spat a small amount of mud out of his mouth, and looked over his shoulder. The Nidorino had swerved again, and was now charging right for him. "Charmander do something!" Damian shouted. He didn't know what Charmander's attacks were, because he had neglected to figure that out yet. "Charmander!" Damian cried, and then snapped his eyes shut as he waited for the harsh point to be driven through his skin.

There was a burst of light, and then the wild Nidorino roared in pain. Damian opened his eyes slowly, and stared as Charmander used an ember attack to drive the wild Pokemon back. Soon the attack cut off, but Nidorino had gotten a little bit of damage. Charmander glanced over his shoulder and looked at Damian, who was still panting on the ground. He probably looked like a big baby at the moment, but in all truth he didn't care. He was a bit scared, and he wasn't going to deny it.

"Char...mander," Damian breathed slowly. "Nice."

"Char!" Charmander cried sharply, then turned back to glare at the Nidorino. He looked positively livid.

"Heh...who knew that such a little guy would pack so much spunk," Damian commented under his breath. "And here I thought you were the lazy type," Damian said with a wide smirk at his Pokemon. Charmander glanced at Damian and then back to Nidorino. "Ha, I get it. Alright then, let's get this show on the road. Charmander, use...uhm..."

Charmander seemed to sigh. Damian thought about it for a moment, and then fumbled with this information thing he had gotten. He quickly read over Charmander's starting attacks, and then regained his confident air. Nidorino growled lowly, seeming unsure about attacking now that he realized Charmander was in this fight, and not just Damian.

"Use slash, Charmander!" Damian ordered, figuring it would do some of the most damage out of his Pokemon's attacks.

Charmander nodded swiftly and charged. Damian saw the Pokemon's claws grow sharper and longer at a quick rate, and by the time it had reached Nidorino it was ready for a big hit. Nidorino, however, had slightly different plans. It roared something fierce and then slammed its head into Charmander's small body. Charmander let out a sharp cry of pain, but somehow managed to bring his sharp claws down across Nidorino's face, making the Pokemon roar in agony. Suddenly Nidorino whipped around, slamming Charmander in the side with his foot and knocking Charmander back into the mud. Charmander grunted and slowly got back to his feet. Damian glanced at the Nidorino, and was rather shocked to find the harsh slash marks had left a scratch across the right side of the Pokemon's face.

"Nice attack, Charmander," Damian commented. The Nidorino snorted and rubbed its face in the mud, most likely to cool the pain, and Damian decided to take the opportunity. "Use fire spin!" he ordered.

Charmander sucked in a huge breath, and then emitted a burst of flame that reminded Damian a bit of the ember. Charmander went into a spin seconds later, and Damian watched as the flames swirled around Charmander and then wafted over to Nidorino. The other Pokemon growled in sheer annoyance, and then shot off in a charge towards Charmander. Damian told Charmander to watch out, but Charmander just kept up with the fire spin attack. Nidorino roared and leaped instead of running the rest of the distance. The Pokemon was about to come down in a head butt on Charmander, but the fire spin suddenly intensified and engulfed Nidorino in the ring. Nidorino grunted in surprise as he was soon surrounded. The attack around Charmander died down, but there was still a small ring of fire around Nidorino.

"Alright Charmander, let's bring this battle to a close!" Damian ordered, his spirits soaring as he watched Charmander smash down the Nidorino. "Use metal claw, and then follow with a close up ember!"

Charmander leaped through the fire, acting like it was just air. Damian watched in slight awe as Charmander's claws sharpened once more, but this time they grew to a metallic color rather than staying normal. Nidorino growled and charged forward, ready to meet Charmander's attack once more. Charmander slashed his claws out, and at the same time Nidorino whipped around, slamming Charmander's side with one foot. Charmander managed to dig his claws against the ground and stay close, but then Nidorino's other foot came around. Just before he was hit, Charmander unleashed a short ember attack, and then came flying out of the small circle of fire once more. Charmander dug his claws in the ground to skid to a quick halt, and then slowly stood back up. He was panting heavily, but looked ready to keep going.

"Are you sure you've got this?" Damian asked, beginning to grow slightly worried for his spunky fire type.

Charmander shot him a burning look, "Char!" It was a defiant cry, a cry that clearly stated if Damian was going to give up then Charmander wasn't going to stick around.

Damian looked at his Pokemon for a moment, and then nodded. "If you really wanna," he said. "Let's go finish this up! Charmander, attack with slash again!" Damian figured slash would be his best bet, considering that it had done quite a bit of damage to the Nidorino in the first place. He found himself staring at the slowly healing claw marks on Nidorino's face. It just made him want Nidorino more.

Charmander ran in again, and Damian felt himself grow worried again. Here was this little orange lizard, something that he had freshly gotten from that Selene person, going up against this huge purple monster with a temper problem. Nidorino lowered his head again as Charmander charged in, claws extending the whole way. Damian knew that Nidorino was going to meet Charmander's attack yet again, and he could only hope that Charmander didn't get too wounded. If Charmander did get that badly hurt, there was no way Damian would be able to do this survival thing. He chewed on his upper lip as he watched anxiously.

Nidorino apparently decided that this time it was going to wait for Charmander to come to him. Just as Charmander was about to bring his claws down, the Nidorino's face contorted into something akin to a smirk. Damian felt his hands grow cold, but it was for no reason. Nidorino simply used a mega kick to roll away from the attack, leaving a harsh imprint in the mud. Damian let out a ragged breath he hadn't even realized he was holding, and visibly relaxed. That was his mistake.

Moments later, as Charmander was turning around to have at Nidorino again, Nidorino let out a roar and broke into another charge. This time, however, the charge wasn't in the direction of Charmander. Once again, Nidorino had decided to go for Damian. Damian choked on his own spit as he scrambled to run away, finally finding his legs and leaping out of the path of angered Nidorino. He saw a burst of orange, hot fire again, but Nidorino didn't seem to give a care this time. No, this time the big Pokemon roared again and continued his charge towards Damian. Damian let out a yelp and leaped towards a tree, trying to scramble up as fast as he could. He couldn't pull himself up, but just in the nick of time Damian swung his legs up. Just as he did that, he heard and felt Nidorino's horn embed itself into the tree.

The sheer force of the impact made Damian fall to the ground just a foot or so behind Nidorino. Damian groaned as a sharp pain shot up his back. The Nidorino was squealing and grunting as it attempted to pry its horn out of the tree and attack the now helpless Damian. Charmander had gotten to the scene by then, and was tugging sharply at Damian's shirt. Damian groaned and got up slowly, putting his head in his hand as soon as he did so. His head erupted into a flash of white, and then a headache hit Damian with such force he felt sick. Damian groaned again, and pushed up off the ground, tottering for a moment before standing in place. He looked almost like a rag doll.

"Use slash," he ordered quietly, in an attempt to find his voice again.

Charmander glanced at him worriedly, but nodded. Nidorino struggled harder, but it didn't seem to be helping. Charmander slammed his claws into Nidorino's side, and apparently there was enough pain there to make Nidorino free. The Pokemon's horn ripped from the tree suddenly, and it wipped around and slammed into Charmander in an obvious fury attack. It slammed Charmander repeated with his horn, but Charmander took it all without falling too far down. Charmander got back up after the attack, albeit a lot slower than the previous ones. Damian had a bad feeling that Charmander was near finished.

"Ember!" Damian called in a louder voice. He was beginning to feel better now. His headache had gone away almost as quickly as it had come, and his back didn't hurt from the fall anymore. Damian didn't know what had happened to him when he fell, but soon he saw the small rock and felt the blood dripping from his hair.

Charmander let out another burst of fire in Nidorino's direction, and it was so bad that Damian noted the difference in power from the previous attacks. Charmander was about out of steam, and even then Damian figured that the little Pokemon was pushing himself to the max. Damian watched as Nidorino let out another scream of agony, and decided it was now or never. Keeping one hand pressed to his still (slightly) bleeding head, Damian grabbed one of the spare Pokeballs he had attacked to his belt loops. He silently begged for it to work, and threw the Pokeball. In a flash of light, the Nidorino was engulfed and the ball began to tremble back and forth.

 

[Royal]

Frostbite:

Spoiler:

The ball continued to vigoriously shake back and forth for what seemed like several anxious minutes. But it soon slowed down and finally stopped. That fight definitely paid off...

You caught Nidorino.
But he has a Rash nature.
Nidorino never wanted to be caught. He does not like Damian as much but he knows that he's his new trainer. He won't exactly listen to Damian but if a Pokemon really gets him mad, he attacks with all his strength.

 

[steffyace]

It was cold, little sunlight came through the dense forest area and chilling wind viciously attacked her face. During their short walk through the Valorie Claire had added her white jacket, along with her dark brown gloves and scarf to her wardrobe. She wrapped her arms around her body tightly and quickly glanced behind her. Trailing along was the little blue crocodile that she had become acquainted with earlier on this trip. She stifled a laugh when it tried to put one of his tiny legs over the large log blocking his path. She gave of a sigh as he failed miserably, only to fall back down onto the ground.

She stopped in her tracks and retraced her steps. She bent down with her knees and grabbed the Pokémon under his arms. With a huff she lifted him up and over the log. He was small but no one should ever underestimate how much he actually weighs. It felt like she put down ten tons when she let go of her Totodile. "You need to lose some weight" She said in a joking tone. He looked up at her in a playful way, she saw how he started to quiver with excitement, and he needed a friend, a Pokémon friend for that matter. All she had to do was find something to capture.

Claire took her backpack and shifted through the belongings, catching a glimpse of the Pokéballs nested inside. Good thing those are still there She said thought to herself. After a couple of minutes she found the information about the Valorie area. She slowly examined all the possible Pokémon that could be found in these parts. It had to be one Kroc would like, as well as something she would like to train. Kroc was the nickname she had given to her Totodile earlier, the one he agreed upon as well. It fit him in her mind. She turned back to her pack and grabbed out a bright red marker and circled the perfect ones to look for. There seemed to be a lot of bug type in here, but bugs creped her out with their bitty bug eyes and strange sense of living. The ones that she was most afraid of are the spider like ones. Too many legs for her liking, it just isn't normal.

For a minute she studied the ones she had decided to pick, but felt something crawling over her foot. She held her breath, not wanting to look down, but she knew she had to. An eerie feeling crept over her and she slowly lowered the papers she held firmly in her hands. With a shriek of fear she shook her leg vigorously trying to rid herself of the Pokémon. She saw its two black eyes and the eight little legs along with its fat green body. It was nothing other than a Spinarak. It probably wasn't the best Pokémon for her to encounter in these parts. After a few moments of her running around like a mad man and shaking her leg the Spinarak let loose and dropped to the ground. In a hurry it scrambled to the nearest bush, hiding itself in the luscious green leaves.

Claire stood, her hands were on her knees and she was panting hard. "I hate bugs!" She declared to herself. She started to wonder why she even chose to go this route. She glanced over to where her Totodile sat with a look of pure amusement spread out in a wide grin across his face. She stood up and crossed her arms and turned away. This day just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it? She thought sarcastically to herself. She had to prove she was tough. Too whom? She had no idea. She just felt the need to prove herself.

"Alright Kroc, lets head off again" She said and picked up the papers she had dropped. The Totodile rose to his feet and stood up, walking towards Claire. "Now let's go this wa-" She started. But was quickly interrupted as she tripped over a large rock and plummeted face forward into the ground. But it didn't stop there. She started to tumble down a small hill, feeling mossy rocks slip underneath her. She started to gain speed and tumbled right into a small stream. She felt her dress slowly start to dampen with moisture and she shot up as quick as she could. "Toto-DILE!" Kroc screamed out into the air. Claire looked around hastily, searching for her backpack. Behind her she heard rustling in the bushes. Could this get any worse? She whimpered to herself. But then out came Kroc, holding her backpack in his mouth and brought it over to her.

"Thanks" She said and rubbed her hands over the top of his head. Okay maybe her day wasn't all so bad. She slowly examined her dress and it wasn't nearly as soaked as she thought. But it seeped through that fabric and on to her pants as well. Oh well, it will dry soon enough.

"Pika-CHUUUUU" A cry of anger erupted from behind her. She quickly turned around but it was too late. There was a flash of light and suddenly her Totodile fell to the ground. About three feet away stood a Pikachu with its bright yellow body and its fire red cheeks. It had out of nowhere came and used Thundershock on her Totodile. "Kroc!" Claire cried out and came to his side. She could see him breathe heavily as he hauled himself upright. He was unsteady but he seemed to manage. She saw a new look of determination cross his face, he wouldn't let that Pikachu get away with this. "Are you sure" She asked, worried about the welfare of her Pokémon. She didn't know what moves it had to use against the wild Pikachu so she guessed they would just have to wing it. The Totodile nodded and position his feet to give himself a sturdy structure.

"Totodile use…. Umm, Scratch!" She called. That was a starting move she knew. She watched as his claws extended and he started into a charge. The wild Pikachu looked panicked as the Totodile ran towards it. It seemed to not know what to do when something fought back. At the last minute when Kroc got close enough the Pikachu dropped down and used a Quick Attack move, knocking Totodile off balance. She watched with anticipation as Kroc regained balance and lunged at the Pikachu. She saw his razor claws rake down its yellow skin, causing it to shriek with pain. But when the attack was finished the Pikachu sent off another attack, as if unbothered by the scratch marks in its side.

"Pika-CHUUU" It called once more and another flash of lightning rushed towards Totodile, who was completely caught off guard. This time Kroc screeched in agony and he fell to the ground once more. Thunder is super effective against water! Claire remembered with horror. This was not going to be a good fight. But Kroc got to his feet once more, looked beaten and exhausted but still wanting to fight. How much longer could this go on?

"Totodile use Bite and then hit it again with Scratch!" She called. She had quickly examined the information packet she received with the backpack. If she was right this could do some damage to the Pikachu. Totodile raised his head to let out a battle cry then lunged once more at the Pikachu. He hit it head on and knocked it off balance sending it flying into a tree. There were trees everywhere in this forest it was crazy. Maybe that is why the Pikachu managed to creep up on them like that. The blue Pokémon then turned around and drew it's long teeth into the Pikachu before letting go and going in for another attack.

Not letting the Pikachu get a chance to fight back Kroc used his Scratch attack and clawed at the Pikachu. Maybe it was time to use a Pokéball. Claire pulled one out of her bag in a hurry and threw it out into the air, and with a flash of light the Pikachu disappeared. It wasn't near weak enough to be put in a Pokéball yet but what other choice did she have? She couldn't let this go on any longer. She waited as the ball shook back and forth. Come on, come on! She whispered to herself.
​

 

[Royal]

steffyace:

Spoiler:

The ball continued to shake, until finally, it calmed.

You caught a male Pikachu!

His nature is Serious.
Though he was trying to protect his territory and seemed to be pretty strong, this Pikachu likes attention. It likes to battle but also likes to hang out on Claire's shoulder.

 

[Lostworld]

OOC: Very sorry I'm a bit late on this, I didn't realise it has started. :]

Only two things were imbedded in the mind of Luna Tyson as she stood awkwardly at the base with three other soon to be trainers, each of whom she'd never met before and who didn't look likely to talk to her. One, Luna was finally going to be getting a Pokemon, which she had been hoping on the flight over would be a water type, her most favoured and two, this would be one of the hardest tasks she would attempt to accomplish in her short life time. Difficult as it would be, Luna held within her a small amount honour that she would be the one to help fix what was broken though she doubted she'd even be able to train a Pokemon at all.

Leaving her own family behind had been difficult with Luna always worrying about when and where the disasters were happening. What if something happened while she was gone? She had previously had fears about moving from Slateport to Lavaridge town, her grandmother's residence, with it being so close to the volcano.

There was nothing Luna could do about that now though, for she'd left, pushed by her parents to take this opportunity to start Pokemon training. With no way back to her family, there was no where to look now but forward.

Luna only half listened to what Selene was saying even though she realised after Selene left abruptly on her Salamence, a Pokemon Luna had never seen before, that it was probably quite important. She was too busy taking in all the scenery, gawking at the ocean which looked no different to the ocean back in her hometown. She hadn't laid eyes upon the sea for quite some time since her family moved out of Slateport. The sea was a refreshing reminder of why she was here.

Finally noticing the other trainers had already grabbed their Pokeballs and were readying themselves for departure, she hastily started to prepare herself too. She made sure she had everything she could think of in her backpack, checked three times for the map with a fear of getting lost, found a hair tie to tie her hair off her face and then grabbed the shiny red and white sphere now belonging to her, near sacred in her eyes.

Biting her lip to stop herself from grinning, Luna pressed the white button on the Pokeball, aiming it at the ground. The white light emitted from the ball was too bright and Luna had to scrunch her eyes for a second. She then heard a soft chomping sound and opened her eyes slowly. Standing on all fours, her new partner was a brilliant blue colour, lazy eyed and very small. Luna couldn't stop herself from grinning as she knelt down, reaching out towards the Mudkip. She mentally thanked anyone she could think of at that moment for Mudkip being a Pokemon she recognised.

"Hi Mudkip, I'm Luna," she said in a hushed tone.

The Mudkip blinked a couple of times before nodding at Luna.

"You ready to go? We have a lot to do,"

Mudkip, obviously not one for words, just turned, heading in a forward direction. His little legs took solid steps towards the centre path.

"Uh, looks like we're taking the middle path," Luna trailed off before she started after Mudkip. Forgetting to ask what the path she was headed towards was called, she took one last look back at the base before she continued. She hoped that this awkward silence between herself and her new partner wouldn't last forever. At least he was cooperating, right?

 

[myrrhman]

Jakob took in the scenery like all three of the other new trainers that had arrived on the islands. He believed that they, like him, had previously been holed up for a while, and rarely got to see the outside world. Looking through the magnificent glass door, he saw the ocean, which looked nothing new from the one in Sunyshore, the forest ahead of him, and the mountains in the distance. Boy, it felt good to be free again, and above ground level for that matter.

"Welcome new trainers. My name is Selene and I'm the leader of Team Euro. Before we let you out into your regions to help calm some the legendaries and help our captains, you must go through a quick training experience." the lady that had met up with Jakob interrupted, as he snapped out of his trance. She approached them from behind and gestured towards the door. "Outside of this is the rest of the island. It is divided into three sections – Harbor, Valorie, and Crest. You get to choose the route you take. Inside your backpack is a map of the island and more specifically, the routes of the sections. It also contains info on some of the Pokemon you might encounter in the section. Your backpack also contains several Pokeballs for capturing other Pokemon. I'll be watching as you progress. At the end of the section will be a surprise for you and it up to you to either take whatever it is down or let it go."

Jakob began thinking. Info on Pokemon was good. He needed a place to start. He wasn't a strong person, but instead very smart and tactical. He wondered what the surprise ahead was, but shrugged it off. After all, he had a lot more to do before he even reached the end, namely, getting through his course.

As the five trainers walked outside, Jakob was really able to take in the scenery. All five senses went wild. He could hear the birds chirping, see the beautiful mountains, taste the salty air on his tongue, smell the aromas emanating from all around him, and feel the gentle breeze blowing. He liked it here, and he almost wished he didn't have to deal with the disasters; he could just stay here and look after the Pokemon here, couldn't he? But then he started thinking of his family, and how much he would miss them, and how much he wanted their gym to be open. He had to stop the legendaries, and would go to any means to do so.

Snapping out of his thoughts once again, Jakob realized he had missed a lot of what Selene was saying. In fact, she was jumping onto the Salamence that had picked him up earlier. She wished the four trainers good luck, and flew away. Jakob really didn't know what to do now, so he sort of just copied the other trainers and sent out his new Pokemon. He threw his Pokeball into the air, and the red beam of light shot to the ground. It formed into a furry monkey, with hair as red as Jakob's. In fact, it looked surprisingly like Jakob, as far as a Pokemon could go. Besides the red hair, it was fairly scrawny, which was to be expected from a monkey. It also looked just as nervous as Jakob was, and looked around at the Charmander, Totodile, and Mudkip that the other trainers had sent out. Jakob was going to get along just fine with this little guy.

"Hey, little guy, what's your name? My name is Jakob, and I'm going to be your new friend." Jakob said quietly, as he bent down towards his new Pokemon.

"Char?" the Pokemon asked back.

"That's weird" Jakob thought to himself. "This isn't a Charmander; Charmanders look like that one over there. Is there something wrong with my Pokemon?"

"Chimchar!" the Pokemon announced, much more confidently. Jakob sighed in relief. This was a Chimchar, not a Charmander. Nothing was wrong with his Pokemon at all. As he scratched it on the ear, he decided on a nickname for it.

"I'm going to call you Phyre, little buddy. And let me tell you something, Phyre, I can already tell we're going to be best friends." There was a gleam in both Jakob and Phyre's eyes, and the two of them looked through the maps, strategizing the best available Route for them to choose. In the end, they settled on the Harbor, which had some flying type Pokemon. Jakob was going to assemble a strong team in order to take down the legendaries, and this was a good place to start. The two set off, side by side, thinking of all the possibilities for their future.