~Destino Reale~ (It STARTS! LSUs Welcome!)

[Toxicity]

Destino Reale (Real Destiny) ~ Hell at its Truest
(Based on Fire Red/Leaf Green versions)

They say that when chaos arises, heroes will arise from modest origins to overcome and save the world. But when there looks like no hope, where do we turn to...?

The sky was bleak like lead that November morning in the year 2004. Everything seemed peaceful across the large town of Viridian City, but something powerful loomer on the northern edge of town. Within the area's gym, there was a new plot being devised.

"So, boss, when do we set out for Mt. Moon?" a lean, ebony-clad man questioned, a crimson R standing right out on his chest.

"Soon..." a masculine voice responded as the owner stepped from the shadows, a sturdy man, obviously of Italian descent. This was Giovanni, the former Gym Leader who had wanted to close off his area of training to go with Team Rocket, a group more designed after terrorism rather than the mafia, that plotted for world domination. His hand softly reached down to caress the neck of his beloved pet, a lithe Persian. "By the looks of it, our plans may not be completely settled down until March, but I demand you hurry. Got it?"

The uniformed man nodded and scurried out of the office to give out the new orders. As for Giovanni, he was left alone, glaring out of his window down onto the lush streets. He mumbled something about if the legendary Pokemon actually did exist, his job would be much easier for the god-like birds could easily destroy what mattered most in the world.

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Now it is March of the year 2005. Clearly Giovanni's prediction was right, now that there was a sudden increase in news appearance. Their plot wasn't revolved around one location at a time, but rather widespread at once. From his headquarters underneath the Celadon casino, these plots were motivated.

As for you, you are merely a teenager who wonders about why this is happening and what will be the end of it. Doing whatever during your time afterschool, you get home and get the mail. Underneath the bills and magazines, you find a letter personally for yourself, from the legendary professor of Pokemon, Samuel Oak. You open it and see that he is asking you that he feels that you should start a journey across Kanto, collecting Pokemon and the eight badges that represent one's ability. At this you decide to pack up and take the rest of the day to rest, for tomorrow you set out.

Of course, as the RPG progresses more of the plot will be revealed. Don't panic or anything. It will.

Things to Remember:
~Though this is the 3rd generation of the game, we're going by how FR/LG is. Though we have gender and breeding, no Pokemon outside of the ones in the original games. And of course: NO legendaries.
~What you decide to go with as a starter is up to you. It can be Bulbasaur, Charmander, Squirtle, or Pikachu as traditionally, or you can go with whatever Pokemon. Note that it is one of the original in the first generation and if it has evolutions, keep it at the lowest level of the evolution chain(if it has a baby stage, first level after that is good) to start with.
~No extreme plot changes. I'll accept small side quests, but adding in another team of bad guys or causing a legendary Pokemon to appear is definitely not.

Sign-ups:
Name:
Age: (10-16)
Sex: (male or female. yeah Mike, try again later)
Appearance:
Personality:
Starter: (see things to remember)
Items: (what you have on you to start with. your design of bag can be placed here or in appearance. keep it reasonable.)
History:
Relationships:
Other: (do whatever you want to here)

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Name: Laura Deirdre (Dare-dra)
Age: 15
Sex: Female
Appearance: Laura stands around 5'6" with deep hazel eyes, straight, thick dark brown hair that falls gently around her shoulder blades, and skin that seems a slight bit pale due to lack of exposure to sunlight. Her build is toned and mildly athletic, falling in as a even mixture of lanky and muscular, and her figure is rather defined and curved for her age, making her seem as more of an adult than a mere teenager.
Her clothing normally consists of a short-sleeved black button up shirt over a white shirt with sleeves an inch or two past her elbows and jeans somewhat loose but fit comfortably around her waist. Sneakers are a mix of grey and teal, and on her face are a pair of thin glasses of silver rims. Jewelry consists of a black cord necklace baring a small silver dragon grasping a cobalt orb and in her ears are earrings also silver, but designed as ankhs.
Personality: Laura is calm and friendly, usually seeming rather mellow because of her shyness. Underneath this quiet surface is a deep soul rather depressed and self-depricating, allowing what has happened a rather long time ago get to her. If a mishap occurs, she'll take the blame even if she knows that she had no involvement. Hoping she'll change this, a slight twinge of discomfort even lingers when she's around the people who care most.
Starter: Cubone (female, nicknamed Safira)
Items: 5 Potions, 1 Revive, 5 Poke'Balls, Bottle of Pepsi(with its own cold pack to keep it at good temperature), one small cup of ramen, sleeping bag, small journal with a pen and pencil, CD player with headphones, a small stone for unknown purposes, and a cloth, clearly for cleaning purposes. The bag used to store all of this is a steel blue backpack with two large compartments(for miscellaneous things), and two smaller compartments(for Poke'Balls, money, Potions, etc) in the front.
History: Laura was born and lived her early life in Cerulean, seeing things as normal until around four. Being clearly mature for her age, around then she knew that the world wasn't perfect from how her parents began to argue. A year later they divorced, and Laura's mother took her far away towards Cinnabar Island, where she remarried, causing Laura to deal with emotional and physical abuse for some time. This stopped around some time before she turned seven, where she was relocated to Vermillion City to live with her aunt, living the quiet life she considered serenity ever since that.
In school, Laura was a good student and practiced some of her athletic ability through martial arts, never really having too many friends but she didn't really care. Around thirteen, many began to openly mock her which ruined a bit of her confidence and self-esteem, becoming more and more quiet about how she truly felt, bottling up the pain inside. Now she sees this quest around Kanto as an opportunity to free herself from sometime, and live how she's wanted to.
Relationships: Her boyfriend, Mike.
Other: I've got one move left...The Dixie Twist. *shakoom!**other bursts into flames*

Laura
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My gaze was cast over the bare, empty shoreline. It was late in winter, early in spring, so tourism, if any, wouldn't be expected for a few weeks at the least. Living this past half of my life bordering the sea had been a calm experience for me, even though part of me yearned to explore the rest of Kanto.

Only considering that I planned to meet up again with Mike in a few hours, I considered going home for now just to freshen up with a shower, and so I gently pivoted myself in that direction and continued my light, relaxed stride, books held within the teal bag slung against my back.

I walked in the door, opening the small mail container to get out a few sealed letters as well as some useless catalog from somewhere me and my aunt simply didn't care about. I rested the bag not too far from the doorway and slinked in quietly. Clearly my aunt was still at work. Glancing around one last time, I plopped myself on the sofa and gently rested each bill aside, until a letter of interest caught my eye. Mainly because it was marked for me, and mainly because it had came from Professor Samuel Oak in Pallet Town.

I swiftly unsealed the mail as my eyes slowly glanced over the text, word for word. He had chosen me to go out and journey the Pokemon world, as I had dreamed of. Ironically, this tied in with the outbreaks in crimes caused by this "Team Rocket". I quietly yelped with excitement and dashed over to my backpack, carrying it with me towards my room, to remove the books and store in some essentials for this quest. I couldn't wait to tell Mike, but maybe this evening I would surprise him with it. A soft smile on my face as I glanced at my sealed backpack holding my needs, Potions, PokeBalls, and money, I briskly walked towards the bathroom for the shower I originally planned on.

I'll post for Tycho later.

[Siderous]

Siderous

Siderous was standing in front of the mailbox, holding a letter in his hands. A few others were strewn about his feet; he'd dropped all but the one. "For me?" he kept wondering. "Who would write to me?" Sid hadn't any friends, since most of his life had been spent in the forest.

Finally, he gathered up the mail, closed the mailbox, and walked into his house. He put the mail on the kitchen table, and made his way out the back door into the woods. As he neared the edge of the forest, he tore open the top of the envelope, pulled out the letter, and read.

Pidgey and a few others gathered around him as he put the letter in his back pocket. He sat in thought, petting Pidgey and gazing lazily at the sky. After a few minutes, he made his decision. Siderous strolled back into the house, grabbed a few items, and went back outside to tell Pidgey about the news.

[The_Missing_Link]

Name: Aidan Stafford
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Appearance: Rather tall for a gymnast's body, she's 5'7 but is rather thin and lithe. Her skin is almost a bronze color after spending so much time in the sun but her hair is still a dark chocolate with a few streaks of blond. She keeps it short and simple, curling in towards her face. Her eyes are an icy blue with a hint of green shining through sometimes. She wears a simple blue t-shirt with black shorts and sandals, but switches to white sneakers for the journey
Personality: Very optimistic about anything that has to do with Pokemon. She has a natural talent with battling and likes to use a cross between strategy and brute strength but knows when to admit defeat. Although she is usually amiable towards everyone, she can gain a nasty temper if egged on too much and isn't afraid to show that she's pissed
Starter: Charmander (male, nicknamed Drake)
Items: A gray backpack containing food, extra clothes, money, cooking materials, a walkman, flashlight and Pokemon food. A sleeping bag is attached to the back
History: Born and raised on Cinnabar Island, away from the resorts and port towns. Aidan's parents specialize in breeding, oddly enough with water and fire Pokemon. Drake is the son of her mother's Charizard and her father's Blastoise and has worked to build up a resistance towards water attacks, although he is still vulnerable towards them. Aidan is well rounded although she'd rather play video games than do anything else but has to please her parents by doing gymnastics and archery
Relationships: Friends with Michelle, open for anything else
Other: None



Aidan Stafford
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Drake walked beside me as we strolled through the farm, placing Pokemon food at odd intervals to feed our many fire and water Pokemon. Although clearly opposite types, the two co-existed quite well and few fights occured, the only spats being territory disputes. That's when my parents' Pokemon came in and settled each type down. The others looked to them as leaders and respected their love for each other, which produced Drake.

I chided the Charmander after diving for the food again. He wasn't a glutton, but he liked to eat whenever food was set out. Luckily, he wasn't becoming fat because of our training but it was an ongoing problem. He probably wouldn't be that way if we traveled but my parents had been pushing back my journey for a while now. I knew they wanted me to be safe and the Team Rocket appearances in the mainland were a big concern but I could defend myself and Drake and whoever else I may catch in the future would protect me.
"Aidan, can you get the mail?" my mother yelled from the kitchen window.
"Sure, in a minute."
I laid down the last bucket of feed and pulled the cart back to the edge of the farm before going to the mailbox. Taking out a stackload of mail, I sifted through each bill, magazine and catalog before settling on a letter, from Professor Oak of all people. Quivering with excitement, I ran into the house with Drake puffing along behind me, quizzical of my happiness.
"Mom, I got a letter from Professor Oak!" I shouted and ran into the kitchen, where she was busy cleaning the dishes.
Throwing the other mail onto the dining table, I opened the envelope and scanned the contents eagerly.
"What does it say?" she asked.
"umm...it says that I should start my journey and collect badges throughout Kanto!"
"You've got to be joking," she muttered and grabbed the letter from me.
Reading it thoroughly, she finally sighed and sank into a kitchen chair.
"This has to be a hoax," she said with determination. "Why would he write to you personally?"
"Maybe because our family is known for its breeding. And the fact that I tried to register for the league through him two years ago but you guys decided against it right after I sent the letter out. And you know that's his handwriting, you've seen it before. Maybe he thinks I have potential to do well out there."
She shook her head and sighed slightly, afraid of the facts.
"C'mon mom, you know it's time for me to go. I'm close to graduation, you know I can defend myself out there and above all, you know I have talent. Maybe I'll return to breeding one day but for now, I want to concentrate on battling. Drake needs it and I need it."
She stared at me and I could tell she sensed my conviction but she was resigned to admit it.
"Fine, fine. I know you want this and I won't stop you but I want you to be careful. If any of your friends are going also, I think it would be best if you traveled with them. At least then I will feel slightly better with this decision."
"Awesome!" I grinned. "I'll go tell dad and then we'll pack up and leave tomorrow."
I ran off towards the backyard with Drake in tow, performing cartwheels along the way.

[classy_cat18]

Name: Emi Tajiri
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Appearance: 5 feet even, tanned skin like Brock's. Her hair is dark brown and in a long braid. Her eyes are brown. She wears a white T-shirt with a picture of a Bulbasaur on it and baggy blue jeans. Sneakers are white and dirty. Jewelry consists of a silver bracelet with charms representing the badges of the eight Kanto gyms.
Personality: She's bouncy and outgoing, with courage to boot. She's the first to jump into battle with her Bulbasaur. But she knows when a battle is too tough. She's the kind of person that thinks on her feet, not big on strategy. A bit of a loudmouth. She's big on friendship, though. Her motto is "the more, the merrier".
Starter: Male Bulbasaur (Dimitri)
Items: Her backpack is purple with yellow lining. She keeps bottled water, her MP3 player, packs of ramen, a yellow sleeping bag, and a change of clothes under there. And, of course, the usual Pokedex and pokeballs.
History: Her mother is a famous flying Pokemon breeder. She and Emi lives in Pewter City. She grew up loving the Pokemon he raised but was disappointed that she couldn't keep any of them. Her father travels the Kanto region looking for rare Pokemon to research. She can't wait for the day when she'll be able to get her first Pokemon, and she's been keeping an eye on Dimitri for a while.
Relationships: Chase's g/f
Other: Ooh ooh, I know! *blasts other with Solarbeam* Oops, I forgot. Dimitri has a set of spots on his forehead that is shaped and arranged to look like a flower.

Emi Tajiri

"I don't know why Mom won't let me keep you. We're so made for each other," I whined at the young Hoothoot that was perched on my shoulder. The Hoothoot hooted in agreement. "I know! I even had a name picked out for you." I sighed. "I guess I'll have to find another Pokemon."

"Hoot!" Hoothoot said. He was peering in the thick woods beyond the backyard.

"Do you see something?" I asked. Of course he did. With those big eyes of his he can probably see through walls. I looked hard through the trees and gasped. It was him. The Bulbasaur I thought about since the first time I first laid eyes on him. He was just walking out in the open! "I can't believe it! This is perfect!"

I shooed Hoothoot away and ran behind the nearest tree. I waited for the Bulbasaur to get closer. I pulled out a pokeball as his steps got louder. Finally I jumped out from behind the tree, pokeball in my hand and determination on my face. "I got you!" I shouted. But he wasn't there. "Hey, where did you go?"

"Bulba," said a voice from behind me. I whirled around in surprise to find that the Bulbasaur was there, wearing a smirk like he pulled the biggest prank in history.

I sat down on the grass and stared at him. I was confused about what to say to a wild Pokemon that you really wanted to have. "Um, hi. I guess you're wondering what I'm doing with this pokeball." He nodded. "Well, can you believe that I wanted to capture you for weeks?" He nodded again. "Can I capture you?"

He closed his eyes and lowered his head, looking serious. After what seemed like an eternity, he opened his eyes and smiled again. "Saur!"

"Is that a yes?" I asked you, unable to hide the excitement in my voice. He nodded again. "Yes! Too bad I can't capture you right now. We can take care of that later. Now for a name. I think I'll call you...Dimitri. It's a Russian name that's a variation from the Greek name Demetrius, which means 'lover of the earth'. It's perfect!"

"Saur!" Dimitri said happily.

I went back in the house with Dimitri and checked the mail that Mom had left on the table. There was a letter for me, written by a Professor Samuel Oak. It read that it was time for me to travel Kanto and get my eight badges. I smiled. "Dimitri, we finally get our chance to get out of here and see the world. I gotta tell Chase about this."

[Ultimate Charizard]

Name: Gavin Pyren
Age: 15
Sex: Male
Appearance: Quite Tall, Blue eyes n Brown hair. Black T-Shirt, Blue jeans and Black Fingerless gloves. Carries the Same type of Pack as his brother as its the Ranch's own product.
Personality: pretty much the same as his brother, likes a joke however gets deadly serious if anything threatens himself or friends.
Starter: Charmander (m)
Items: Sleeping bag, some food and water, Pokeballs in the side pocket and Since he lives on a Fire Ranch who deal with all things fire he has a few Fire stones too. His brother wants one but he wont give him one till he thinks its really what both Garen and Growlithe want.
History: Born and raised on the Pyren Fire Pokemon Ranch. Knows pretty much all there is to know on Fire pokemon and knows a few things about other types that his brother doesnt. Understands that fire alone cant do everything and realises the need for balance in a team. His Charmander is the son of his own Fathers Charizard and as such theyve always had a strong connection.
Relationships: Garen Pyren's Brother, other than that none...
Other: *Flamethrowers other*
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Gavin
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"Garen, Mail is here!" I call upstairs and not waiting for a response leave his mail on the table at the foot of the stairs. I had been up for hours as today was my day for the ealy chores, mucking out the Ponyta and Rapidash, feeding the Vulpix and Ninetales and Walking the Arcanine and Growlithe. I walked into the Kitchen to find Mom's eeveelutions eating their breakfast. It made sense for a Fire Ranch to have Electric and Water types of their own since most pokemon theives coming here came with Rock, Ground and Water types.
Dad was outside with Charizard when my own Charmander came dashing through the door. Slipping as he moved from dry earth to kitchen tiles.
"Been Training again huh?" i asked, knowing too well he had been trying to train alongside Charizard. He grinned before burying his head in his own breakfast.
I finally sat down to my own, opening the letter i had received and reading the contents. A grin slowly crept over my face as i realised what it all meant and i looked up to see my dad with a similar smile.
"I wondered when that would arrive" he said with a slight laugh. "Take Charmander and go...." he bagan before i could even ask how he knew. "...Ill tell Garen and send him after you when he drags himself out of his bed, its his fault if hes late"
I fought with the feeling to wait for him untill dad threw a Pack he must have prepared at me and told me to go, and with Charmander at my side i began the walk to Pallet Town.

[Bulbasaur4]

Name: Asher LeeArn
Age: 16
Sex: female
Appearance: See here
Personality: She's rather quiet, cold and distant. She can be slightly sinsister, always finding some thing bad in the good. Although she sorta wants to be good and friendly... she just can't bring herself to do it and she can't bring herself to trust anyone. She doesn't like the fact that she can't... but she's never met anything to prove otherwise.
Starter: Ponyta "Fray" F
Items: A light blue backpack that contains a few things. A little sleeping bag for one, along with a tight-roll pillow. A few pokeballs, some potions, pokedex and a map. She also has various things like basic clothing and money.
History: Asher grew up with a rather haunting past. She remembers only one memory of her father, because he soon had abandoned and left her and her mother a long time ago. At the age of eight, Asher's mother was killed by a charmeleon commanded by a person from some organization. She then was sent to a foster home, with a single mother who was not interested in caring for her but rather felt obligated. Her life was hell and the mother didn't do a thing to help Asher at all and treated her rather badly. Asher tries to repress most of those memories... and it has caused her to become slightly cold and distant. She left the foster home at the age of 15, and basically joined an advanced school. She wouldn't have been able to go... if it weren't for her finding one of the proffessors who worked there and talked to him although she wasn't very warm about it. He seemed to understand and took her in... and she's been studying at this school ever since. She lives in a small apartment, donated by the school (obviously tipped in her favor by this man) and that's it so far. Any other information in her history is secret... she doesn't share it and she doesn't want to remember.
Relationships: N/A so far...
Other:

Asher LeeArn

" I don't care... that a**hole had it coming...." Asher spoke quietly, her flickering eyes of ice blue glancing over to the side so she didn't have to look iinto the man's eyes. Jared... she didn't want to look in his eyes. Instead however, instead of finding disapproval... she heard laughter. Glancing up slightly caught off guard, Asher saw he was simply smiling at her.
" I know... he can be that way. But you can't go telling them that, especially when he's the one whose deciding your grade." He opened his suitcase for a bit, browsing through it. They were sitting outside of the school's park, both of them sitting upon a marbled bench and just conversing.

They did this about once a week... and while Asher didn't mind it at all, she couldn't help but feel as if Jared did it out of pitty. He was 21 and brilliant, but she didn't understand why some one like him would waste the time of day upon a girl like her.
" Here we go... surprise surprise!" He said with a soft grin, handing over to her a piece of paper.
Asher was confused, and she slowly took the paper from him and saw it was an envelope. She gazed at him a bit unsure, and he only laughed.
"It won't explode.... just open it."
Slowly Asher opened the envelope, and inside instantly she read it.
A trainer?
Badges?
"What..." She began, but Jared only laughed lightly.
" Seems some one peeked an interest in your abilities, they probably saw how well you were doing at your school."
Asher instantly shut the envelope and glanced at Jared.
" You didn't have-"
"I had nothing to do with it. Honest." Asher stared at him, but she smirked slightly. He was honest... she could tell when he was lying or fibbing a bit.
"Well.. thanks for being the messenger. I guess... I guess I could do this."
"You guess? Asher... you ride that Ponyta like you two were meant for each other. It's... beautiful. It's obvious you have a great connection with pokemon... more than just a friendship- like an understanding emotionally. I bet you'll be that way with all of th epokemon you meet..."
Asher stared at the ground.
Suddenly it was very interesting.
" ...thanks..." She said lightly. She wasn't good at compliments, from anyone. Even when she went to the grocery store and they said, "Have a nice day!" Asher felt uncomfortable then too.
She didn't know why...
"Well, I should get going then." Asher said, standing up as she glanced at him.
"Will you tell the school-"
He laughed, "Yeah, don't worry. I got you covered. Just promise you'll call once in a while... so I know you're a live? Wouldn't want one of those Rockets to take you away..."

Asher winced slightly, but she cleverly hid it. She simply glanced up at him and gave a nod. No smile... but a nod. Asher didn't smile.
"I won't call. You're annoying." Her humor was only hinted to those who knew her, and he smiled.
" Darn, then I guess I'll have to send it by Pidgey." Asher shook her head... a smirk.
"Alright, see you later."
"Bai."

Asher took a few steps, and approached Fray who was grazing upon some grass. Fray instantly looked up, her odd eyes of auburn flecked with silver easily reading Asher's movements. She gave a soft whinny of approval and approached Asher, nuzzling her.
"Oh stop that..." Asher said with a slightly nice tone, patting Fray upon the neck.
"Let's have a nice trot home..." Asher stated, hoisting herself upon Fray's back and then slowly they seemed to walk away. Asher was never in a hurry.








I'll do Lyfai later.


Name: Lyfai
Age: Unknown
Sex: female
Species: Vaporeon, with a hint of silver sparkle within her body and strange violet eyes.
Appearance:
Personality: Cheerful, rather pleasant and happens to seem a bit... 'confused' at times although she tries hard. Is very loyal to those she trusts, although she seems to be a bit shy around most people and pokemon.
History: Obviously her history is unknown... but it's obvious that she's not normal. She has slight telepathy (although no one will know this for a while) and she has odd colors that are not shiny-related. She seems that in one point... she was either experimented upon or tampered with some how.
Relationships: She's a vaporeon that will stumble upon some one... lol, and maybe follow them.
Other:

[SWAMPERT1]

Name: Lee Kenta

Age: 15

Sex: Male

Appearance: Lee is 5’7” and is an average size. He has an “athletes” build and is pretty strong for is size plus he has a slight tan. Lee’s hair is blond and spikey. Lee wears a black shirt with a heavy ball icon on the left breast and then a larger icon on the back. He wears camouflage shorts which just go past his knees, white ankle socks and black skate shoes with 3 green stripes down the side. He also has a brown backpack which is where he stores his items. Face and hair look like this

Personality: Lee is a guy who likes having fun. He is sometimes a “flirt” per se, but keeps it calm around the females for the most part. Lee prefers not to be "mean" to people or say negative things but he can be preety cocky. Lee also cares about his pokemon to no end.

Starter: Eevee [Male] (I want to have a different starter than the other people, that’s why no squirtle.)

Items:Bag looks like this except brown. The items Lee has are an I-POD, Potions, Full Heals, warm clothes, pillow, blanket and some canned peaches. He also has 5 Pokeballs and a First Aid Kit.

History: Lee has lived in Viridian all of his life as an only child. He has a pretty normal life by doing chores, playing with friends ect., not really any major stuff. Lee has also had his Eevee since he was five and they have become great friends.

Relationships: Open

Other: Um… His name spelt backwards is Atnek Eel
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Lee Kenta
Party: Eevee
Location: Outside his home in Viridian City.
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"Great run Eevee!" I said to my eevee catching my breath, "You have gotten alot quicker and stronger since we started working out"

Eevee then "flexed" it's muscles with pride with a smile on its face while saying it name. I began to chuckle and then unlocked the door with my house key.

"Hi mom, I'm home." I called out to my mom. My father was still at work but was going to be home shortly.

I was getting off my shoes when I herd my mom ask me, "Hay honey, could you get the mail for me please?"

I then opened the front door and pulled the mail out of the mail box and quickly stepped back into the house. "Got it mom." I said while walking towards the kitchen to give my mom the mail. While on my short journey to the kitchen, I flipped through the mail and found that something was for me.

"Holy sh*t" I said outload in suprisment. I was going to continue but my mom herd my and said, "Lee, A, don't swear and B, what is so exciting?"

"I got a letter from Prof. Oak in Pallet Town." I explained.

"That's great but... what does it say?"

I didn't even think about opening it yet but now was a fine time to look at the letter. I ripped the letter open and began to read. The letter said that I have been chosen to go on an adventure to meet people, pokemon and to collect gym badges. I told my mother about this and asked the only question holding me back... "Mom, can I please go?"

My mom paused and thought for a second but then replied, "If its what you want to do, you may go."

I began having a joy attack and picked up my eevee, "Eevee, were going on an adventure!" I tossed my pokemon into the air playfully and then told my mom that I was going to my room to pack and rest. She then told me that she would inform my father about the quest. I said thank you and ran upstairs with my Eevee.

Also, I changed my characters attitude and apperance a little.

[Toxicity]

And here's the sign-ups thread for anybody too lazy...

Name: Tycho Brahe (Brah-hee)
Age: 14
Sex: Male
Appearance: Brown hair, blue sweater, only that he's about 5'4" here.
Personality: Tycho is generally a serious young man. He does tend to joke around quite a bit with sarcasm, but is normally poised and serious. Usually is nosing around a book or DnD.
Starter: Meowth (male, nicknamed Thomas)
Items: Backpack is black with dark grey lining. Holds a book, notepad with pencil, bottle of water, some snack food, Potions, Poke'Balls, and blue sleeping bag.
History: Tycho lived somewhat of an average life at first, being in Vermillion his entire life. Sometime later, his parents divorced, and he was left with his mother, who was somewhat abusive basing from what he's said. It's clear that it's true from how he's became cold, but deep down is a warm, kind soul.
Relationships: Also to be filled later.
Other: No.

Tycho
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It just didn't matter today. It was bleak and eventless like any other March day here in Vermillion. For all I cared, it would be better just as long as I was far away from this hellhole. Nothing wrong against the community, but it was my mother. If there was anywhere I could be myself far away from here, I'd escape to there just like that.

I sighed one last time as I flipped through those notices of bills my mom hadn't paid for some time, I finally came to one from as far away as Pallet Town. Pallet? Who of interest was there? Shrugging my shoulders, I unsealed it and read it. Apparently, Professor Samuel Oak had asked me to go on a journey across Kanto, collect Pokemon and badges...the generic stuff that a child dreams of. Somehow, a tug inside of me said that this was my chance to break away, so I followed it.

At this inner word, I dashed without my shoes on towards my bedroom to pack up. Tomorrow I'd be leaving, to start a life of my very own.

[AntiAsh Superstar]

Name: Erik Vassen
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Appearance: Erik is a quite skinny, messy sort with shoulder length black hair, narrow brown eyes and the beginnings of stubble on his face. He dresses quite smartly for the most part, preferring trousers to jeans and usually wearing shirts, normally in dark blues or black.
Personality: Erik is the sort who really couldn't give a damn, although he is often torn between a wild, almost self-destructive nature and a desire to save those close to him from this side of his persona. As a result he lets few close to him for fear of hurting them and may seem overly distant to most.
Starter: Rattata (M, named Vance)
Items: Keeps a sack slung over his shoulder that contains enough provisions for a few days for both him and his pokémon, the standard five pokéballs, a change of clothes or two, a notebook, flashlight, light sheet to cover himself up with at night and a knife. Just in case.
History: Born and raised in Celadon City, Erik is the child of wealthy parents who were usually too busy to pay the required attention to their son. They never noticed as he was bullied at school, picked on for being better off than the others or for being too skinny or whatever excuses the other kids could find. Until one day it all grew too much and he ran away never to return. And now he just roams, trying and failing to discover his true calling in life.
Relationships: None atm
Other: WOO ANOTHER FICTIONAL CHARACTER TO SCREW ABOUT WITH THE MENTAL STABILITY OF!!111 >=) *extracts other's fingernails with pliers*
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“Ratatta rat rattata????” At least, that was how it would have sounded to most people. Me, however, I managed to get the “What in God’s name happened to you?” quite clearly.
“Don’t ask, Vance.” It was an almost daily routine for us. I would leave the house in the morning. I would go and study at the local college that I had somehow managed to blag my way into. Somewhere along the line somebody would start acting like a jerk and I’d get riled by their actions. I would end up in a fight. I would get my butt kicked. And I would limp on to the shoddy little apartment I was renting to nurse my body and my pride. Whilst my pet Rattata of many years, Vance, looked on with a ‘when are you going to give up, already?’ expression on his face.
"I am asking," the Rattata commented in pokémon language. We had understood each other for goodness knows how long. It seemed only natural for me to be able to decipher his every last word. "So what happened this time?"
"Oh, some ****wit was trying to pick on some smaller kid for the terrible crime of not being a big, brainless moron decked in the latest trendy gear. When I tried to even the odds I wasn't counting on him having three friends hiding around the corner, though." I pulled a small first aid kit out of a nearby drawer. Plasters... no good. Bandages... no good. Antiseptic... no good. Medicinal brandy... now there was what I had been looking for, underage or not! "So how have things been here?"
"Oh, you know. The usual," the Rattata grinned. "Julia Roberts came round hoping to do really sick stuff to you, a delivery man came needing your signature for a cheque for twenty thousand..."
"And what really happened?" I asked, swigging from the brandy.
"Nothing much. Mail came, left it on the table for you. Helped myself to food..."
"God, there goes another chunk of my savings..."
"...tried to watch television but failed. I mean, really. They stick some absolute crap on these days. A while back daytime TV used to be so crap it was kinda cool, but lately it's just so crap that it's crap, know what I mean?"
"Uh huh," I nodded, not really registering what Vance was wittering on about. My eyes had been drawn to the top letter in the stack upon the heap of nearly rotting wood that called itself my coffee table. 'Mr. Vassen' it read, and the postmark was form Pallet Town. Who did I know in Pallet Town? Idly I reached over, grabbed the envelope, opened it and scanned the contents. "Well what do you know?" I chuckled.
"A whole lot more than you do, buddy boy," Vance quipped before scampering over to read the letter over my shoulder. "So what does it say?"
"A letter from the prestigious Professor Oak down in Pallet Town. Seems we're being invited to take on a full pokémon licence. What do you think, Vance? Should I accept?"
"Weeeeelllllll..." the Rattata pondered with deliberate exaggeration. "Let's see. You could spend the rest of your life getting beaten up by jerks who never aged mentally past the age of ten, or you could blag your way into a hell of a lot of funding, win tons of prize money thanks to your astoundingly talented Rattata chum and live the life you';ve always dreamed," Vance paused. "Tough call, huh?"
"I'll get my bag," I responded. Well, it all seemed pretty clear cut to me!

[Gladiator]

I've got a lot to do, but I'll try and post every other day.

Agamemnon
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“Keep going,” I muttered quickly to myself, “Keep going”

I was pumping my legs like mad, but I was too focused on the music blaring in my head to notice the strain. A large hedge loomed before me, but I quickly leaped over it with almost unnatural agility. I glanced to my left to see that Primal still managed to keep up, and then I looked back to see the large family of Rattata still chasing us down. I clutched harder at the package in my jacket.

“I’ll kill you for this,” I said to my companion, as the music continued to soothe my aching muscles, “I swear, I can’t take you anywhere!”

To Primal’s credit, he wasn’t that old, probably the equivalent of a human ten year old. Still, there were some things you just did not do, and Primal had to disturb the nest during a feeding time.

“For that matter,” I said, holding onto the package, “We’re never doing another job for Professor Oak.”

Primal after having sulked at my earlier comment, grunted his agreement in my proclamation. This wasn’t the first time that being the Prof’s delivery boy had catastrophic results.

Alright, I exaggerate, but it was still bad karma on my part.

Another, larger hedge about my height loomed up ahead of the path, one I could not clear on my own. It took me a while to recognize that the hedge was the one I often tried to leap over. I peered ahead to see the familiar rock that jutted out like a ramp. Even then, I could not clear that hedge, but I had no time to worry about that now. Just ahead of it lay Pallet Town.

“Care to wager?” I grinned to my companion. Primal made one of his delighted little squeals as he managed to jump onto my back. I pumped a bit harder as the ramp became closer and closer.

“Alright, rats,” I said out loud, “You can run, but can you fly?”

The moment before I would have fallen off the ramp, I put all of my effort into the jump. Unintentionally, I began a flip in mid-air, losing sight of the hedge for a moment. The few Rattata who had managed to keep up stood still in their tracks, unable to achieve a similar feat.

I sucked in my breath, afraid I was going to break some limb during the landing, but was relieved to find that I landed back on my feet.

The feeling was short-lived as the impact made my legs collapse beneath me. I yelled every profanity I knew (that wasn’t too obscene) as soon as I fell on my butt. I turned to see my companion have this nauseous look on his face. Not that I could blame him, it was a rough trip for a moment there. The feeling was soon replaced with pleasant surprise when I realized that I finally cleared that damnable hedge.

“Hell, yeah!” I said, “Snap can fly!”

“Yep,” a familiar voice responded, “but Snap can‘t save himself from Mom. You know you‘re late coming back.”

I turned around to face my younger half-brother, Hector. I turned red for a moment, but quickly gained composure.

“Sorry,” I said, “but I can’t help when Primal makes new enemies.”

It was Primal’s turn to grow red in the face. It stayed there for some time.

“Yeah, whatever,” he responded, “Anyway, Oak wanted me to hand you this.”

I took Hector’s letter and handed him the package I was sent to get. As I saw him leave, I turned to my Pokemon companion. I quickly tore open the envelope, and scanned through the letter.

“Huh,” I said, “Cool!”

Primal looked at the letter and grunted in an annoyed manner before gesticulating in the manner we had devised. It was something akin to “This is our greatest honor! Is that all you’ve got to say?!”

“Well, yeah,” I said nonchalantly, “I’m thirsty. Let’s get something to drink!”

As I took off toward my house, I could hear Primal making this irritated screech. I had no idea what upset him so.

[VirtualPlay]

Name: Michelle Randeth
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Appearance: She's slightly shorter than average height, around 5'3", though she doesn't let this get to her. Skinny yet muscular, her skin is a slightly tanned tone on top of a faint olive-green tint. Her hair is an average brown color, slightly frizzy and down to her shoulder blades, with a few natural blond highlights throughout. Her eyes are mostly a faded green color, except for a small splotch of a faint blue in the lower-right of her right eye (from her perspective).
For clothes she wears a flared jean skirt that goes down to her knees, a pale red baby-doll tee that fits (no midriff showing), and a pair of very comfortable white sneakers over white socks. She also wears a thin red headband, mostly to keep her hair out of her face, and a small gold necklace with a water drop charm on it. She also wears a watch on her right wrist.
Personality: Overall a very happy, bright, and cheerful girl, though she shows the whole range of emotions in the right situations. Every so often she suddenly spouts a large amount of giddiness and hyperactivity, but only when all the right stimuli are acting on her. Most of the time, however, she's level-headed and very logical while still seeing everything in a happy light when she can.
Starter: Squirtle (Female; nickname: Aqua)
Items: Her bag: it's a shoulder bag (so yes the strap is far too short) with two pockets on the red front flap which opens to reveal the main bag. Front-right pocket: 4 PokéBalls, 1 Great Ball; Front-left pocket: 2 Potions, 2 Burn Heals; Main bag: A drawing pad with a pencil, a few books to read, a red hairbrush, toiletries, a one-piece bathing suit which she also uses like a leotard, and a second set of clothes identical to the set she's already wearing. She also carries a sleeping bag with an attached pillow rolled up on her back like a backpack (the straps to keep the sleeping bag closed also serve as shoulder straps).
History: Grew up on Cinnibar Island, originally living relatively close to the beach, but she moved more inland when she was about 10. She still goes to the beach on a regular basis, strengthening her affinity for water. She's taken gymnastics and swimming lessons since she was 6, helping her build a strong body. When she transferred to gym classes after she moved, she met Aidan and befriended her shortly after, despite their opposite 'roots'.
Relationships: Friends with Aidan through their gymnastics classes
Other: *drowns Other* oops, looks like nobody taught Other how to swim *whistles innocently*

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Michelle
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"13...14...15!" I counted aloud, finishing up my last stretch. It was the end of winter, and the ocean was too cold for swimming, but I still needed to keep those muscles in shape. Gymnastics helped me a lot, but it didn't keep everything in shape. I lay down on the floor of my room, letting my arms and legs go limp.

"Squirtle squirt..." Aqua, my Squirtle, said next to me, slumping down from her own stretches. Ever since I had gotten her the middle of last summer, and I showed her how stretching really did help me swim, she's been eager to stretch with me every day. I can't say I blame her, but it still felt a little weird stretching with a Pokémon copying my moves. Still, Pokémon have been known to do stranger things.

"Faaarfetch'd!" I suddenly heard from downstairs.

"Hey, it's Fetch'ding with the mail!" I said excitedly, getting up off the floor. Fetch'ding was my parents' Farfetch'd who was good for, basically, fetching things. The mail was the only thing he got that nobody had to tell him to do whenever it needed to be fetched. Pulling on a pale red sweatsuit over my white leotard, I headed downstairs to the kitchen.

Fetch'ding was already snacking from the bowl of Pokéchow that we left on the table. The mail lay on the placemat next to it. Aqua jumped up into her chair (which had a booster seat in it) and grabbed a few pieces of Pokéchow for herself. I sat down in front of the mail.

I started sorting the mail, talking to myself as I did. "Junk…junk…bill…letter to Mom…magazine…ooh, swimsuit catalog…junk…letter from Professor Oak…bill…maga-" I stopped. No, it couldn't have been.

I went back to the letter in question. It said it plainly on the envelope: 'Professor Samuel Oak' from 'Pallet Town' sent a letter to me. There wasn't a Pokémon owner alive who didn't know that name. But why would he write to me?

"Read it and find out, silly," I told myself, though I was still shaking from the shock. Slowly I opened it, pulled out the letter, and read it to myself. The further I read, the more excited I got.

By the time my mom came into the kitchen saying, "Was that Fetch'ding I heard bringing the mail?" I was too excited to answer that question.

"Mom! Mom! Professor Oak wants me to start my Pokémon journey!" I practically squealed, jumping out of my seat to show her. "Can I go? Huh? Can I? Please?!"

"Huh?" she said, taking the letter. "From…from Professor Oak?" She read it over, while I stood by, almost unable to contain my excitement. "Oh my, it really…it really is…" She looked down at me, then smiled. "Well, I guess we can't put it off any more, I'll-" But what she was going to do never came out.

"YAAY!" I yelled, running over and picking up Aqua (who scrabbled for a few more pieces of Pokéchow) before running up to my room. "Gotta pack, gotta pack!" I sang to myself, as I picked out my sturdier (and slightly larger) shoulder bag. I'd have to get a few more supplies before actually going to Pallet Town, but I could pack clothes and such tonight.

After I had transferred the contents of my smaller bag, as well as packing the necessary travel equipment, I sat down and for the first time since I got the letter, calmed down. I knew what to do next; I had to tell all of my friends. Picking up the phone I started calling all my friends from swimming lessons. All of them responded by being shocked by the news, then elated that I got picked, and ended by being sad that I wouldn't be seeing any of them for a while.

But the first call I made when I started on my gymnastics class was quite different. The line picked up and Aidan answered, "Hello?"

"Aidan!" I said happily. "It's Michelle! Guess what?" I waited for the obligatory "What?" before declaring, "I got a letter from Professor Oak! He wants me to start my Pokémon journey!"

"What? No way…" Aidan said, which I expected. I did not expect her to go on to say, "Me too!"

It was my turn to be shocked. "You too?!" I said excitedly, sitting up on my bed, now fully energized again. "That's so cool! We can travel together!" I was now looking forward to tomorrow more than anything else.

I heard Aidan laugh a little, "Yeah, that would definitely make my mom happy. Wow, that's really cool, I thought I wasn't going to know anybody that was going to be there."

"Same here," I said, calming down slightly "I already know I'm going to miss everyone here, but at least now it doesn't have to be everybody." I looked over and saw it was almost dinnertime. "Well, I've gotta go, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, I guess you will," she said, laughing a bit again. "See ya," she said, before hanging up.
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Woo~ character interaction.

[PancaKe]

Name: Lexis Martin

Age: 16

Sex: Female

Appearance: Shortish, short black/blueish hair, hazel eyes, lightly tanned skin colour. Usually seen wearing jeans and shirts, plus an assortment of accessories being bracelets, bangles, chains, necklaces, scarves, hats, hairclips, you name it it has been worn. Likes her funky clothing and has a unique style.

Personality: Doesnt care about much, lives life the way she wants to without hurting others. Loves to have fun. Occasionally lack of caring gets her into messes due to her choices. Sometimes is stubborn and rebellious. Hides some of her emotions, but appears to others as very open with the way she feels.

Starter: Nidoran M named Novella

Items: mobile phone, ipod, wallet, a few pokeballs, few potions, some food and utensils, small cushion, small sheet, hairbrush, change of clothes. Bag is an over shoulder bag, purple n black checkerboard design. Holds more than it looks like it would hold.

History: Raised by her mother, no father, in a family of three. Was the provider of the family for a while. Had a good group of friends and family back in her home town, Saffron South, but had to give it all up. Still keeps in regular contact with her friends and family though through mobile phone and pay phone calls.

Relationships: none at the moment, but never know what might happen.

Other: Very close to Novella. The two can understand each other - in a sense - and are always together. Hates to be alone and always is talking to new people. Often suffers from chronic fatigue when her sleeping pattern gets out of whack, and has a hard time concentrating.

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Lexis

I sighed, trying to stay awake during class. I could barely keep my eyes open, my thoughs focused on the countdown to the end of the day. Nobody else seemed to be paying any attention to the teacher droning on and on about Romeo and Juliet or something along those lines. Shakespeare had always been a boredom pill for me.

Novella was probably causing trouble again. That was my typical Novella. My gorgeous guy Nidoran, left in the house all alone again. He had a habit of entertaining himself with whatever he could find. And then moving on as quickly as he had stumbled upon his entertainment.

"I get the feeling you're not listening, Lexis."

I stopped gazing out the window and turned to face my teacher. "What gives you that impression?" I asked innocently.

"Perhaps the fact that you were staring out the window," he replied.

"Yeah, that might be a bit of a giveaway," I agreed, turning to stare out the window again.

"Lexis Martin, what is with you?" he asked, raising his voice.

"Shakespeare is boring," I answered honestly.

"Whether it is boring or not, it is still a part of your cirriculum," my teacher frowned.

"It's a boring thing to study," I replied. "I don't care about Romeo and his bitch anyway."

My teacher paused, contemplating how to deal with me. I didn't care, he could do wahtever he wanted. School was really a bit of a waste of time. I was so tired I could'nt focus on much other than getting out of there and going home to sleep. I'd probably fall asleep in the backyard again, I did the other day and woke up to find Novella and Mum poking me.

The bell rang. Chairs and bags and items cluttered as people grabbed what belonged to them and left as quickly as possible. I stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder, reaching inside to get my headphones.

"Don't go just yet, Lexis," my teacher said. I stopped and looked at him. "Lexis, I dont' know what's gotten into you, but things just dont' seem to be right."

"What do you mean?"

"You don't seem to care anymore," he replied.

"I care," I told him. "Just not for romeo and juliet."

He sighed. "You can go home now."

~

My domain was at the end of the street. To enter my palace, it required walking across a meadow of grass and shredded newspaper, thanks to Novella, and then using a series of keys to be granted access to its chambers within.

In reality, there was a short path to the door, past the letterbox, and the door was wide open. Mum had beaten me home.

Novella bounded out the house and down the driveway, shreiking all the way. "Hey dude," I grinned, cuffing it lightly across the head. Novella bit my ankle lightly in return. I opened the mailbox, and found it empty. Typical mum to check the mail. I would have no chance of finding it now, she probably already had it scattered from one end of the house to another.

Novella and I entered. I dropped my stuff by the front door. "Hey, I'm home!" I hollered.

"Good!" Mum replied. "Oh, by the way, there's a letter for you!"

"Where did you put it?" I called back.

"Kitchen!"

Thankfully, it was safe on the bench. My fears had predicted I would find it in the oven, or next to the water in the fridge. I tore open its side and let the paper unfold.

"Hey Mum!" I called.

"What now? You got the letter, right?" she asked, poking her head thorugh the door.

"Turns out I'm going on one of those trainer quest things," I replied. "Somethin from a guy called Professor Oak wants me to collect badges."

Mum's face saddened. "You're leaving?" she asked. "But, there's damn creatures out there!"

Novella snorted at this.

"No, not like the Nidoran," Mum corrected. "Legendaries or something."

"Are you serious?" I asked. "I really should watch the news."

"If he says you gotta go, then I guess you gotta go," Mum shrugged. "It's not like I can't call your phone or anything." She paused. "Are you going?"

"Yeah, anything to get out of school," I replied. Mum laughed. "Maybe I should get some sleep, I'm really tired," I yawned. Mum nodded.

"Do whatever. Hey, let's go out for dinner tonight when you wake up," Mum suggested.

I nodded, and crawled up the stairs and into my bed. I was so worn out. Novella jumped on the end, but whether he stayed or not, I couldn't tell.

[Siderous]

((lol I just played Mercutio in "Romeo and Juliet"... great show... well, it looks like many if not most of the trainers are here, so maybe I'll be one of the first to show up in Pallet Town?))

"You're gonna need this," said Sid's mom, handing him a Town Map. "After all, you don't travel very much, so I don't want you getting lost. Remember," she continued, pushing his hat back above his eyes, "if you ever need anything, just send a note with Pidgey, okay?"
"Okay, okay, thanks mom," grumbled Siderous, pulling his hat back down. Sid made his way to the front door, and called back to his mother, "Bye!"

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With the pack slung over his shoulders, and Pidgey in her Pokeball, Sid began his rather short trek towards Pallet Town rather early in the morning. The farm he lived in was on the left of Viridian Forest; the part where trainers aren't allowed to enter. First he figured that he'd travel southeast to get to Viridian, which was about a twenty minute walk, and then he would make his way directly south towards Pallet Town; it was only about a day's walk, so he'd make it there sometime in the evening.

**********************later that evening**********************

"Gust," Siderous told Pidgey. They were near the edge of the wood now, and were battling a Rattata; the third of the day.
"Pidgey!" she cried, flapping her wings ferociously. The Rattata shut his eyes and clung to the ground, but lost his grip and went flying into a nearby tree. Sid pulled out a Pokeball and said, "Nicely done, Pidgey. You deserve some rest. We're in sight of Pallet Town now, so I don't expect you'll be getting in more battles soon. Come back." A red beam of light shot out of the center of the Pokeball, and swallowed Pidgey back into the depths of the ball. Placing the now-shrunk ball onto a Pokeball-clip on his belt, Siderous emerged from the tall grass and into the place known as Pallet Town.

It was smaller than he had expected. There were three buildings; two looked like similar houses, and largest of the three was obviously the Professor's lab. There was a small bit of water that seemed to branch out farther than the eye could see; Sid reminded himself that Pallet town was on the edge of the continent, and that that large body of water was probably the ocean. If he remembered his map correctly, far across the water was the famous Cinnabar Island.

A noise from the grass startled Sid. Somebody else was coming.

[Crystal Tears]

Chase

"Ryu!" I called, chasing after the red and black growlithe as it spirited down the roads of Pewter city. Yes, I had moved to Pewter since my bad encounter in Saffron. I had to admit though, sometimes I longed for the tall buildings and great veiw of the world.
"Chase!"
I stopped, Ryu did as well, we both stared at the girl in front of us, she was awfully familar, and she should be. With her Tan skin, and braided hair, along with brown eyes. And the usally casual clothes.
"Emi!" I answered, rather out of my personality if people were to notice. She collided happily into me. shoving a paper in my face, cringing and stepping back, I read it.
"Whoa. You got one too eh?"
"YEAH! Wait... Got one too?"
I showed her the letter, She smiled and bounced around happily. I blinked, suddenly realising that she was not alone. A Bulbasaur was standing behind her, chatting with Ryu.
"Who's your friend?"
She blinked, before realising that she had a bulbasaur. She smiled sheepishly before introducing her pokemon as Dimitri.
"Ah. Well. Wanna head out now or later?" I asked, really having nothing to worry about, or at any case. Talk about.

[Samchu]

I know, I know. Terrible LSU here. *smacks self*.

Sign-ups:
Name: Kevin Jacobs
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Appearance: clicky (but glasses are dark shades)

Personality: Kevin's a pretty nice guy. He tries to see the good in people but is so competitive in his nature that he often follows this belief through. He doesn't let other people see his 'other side' and always tries to be positive around people. He doesn't want to trouble anyone with his problems - and he doesn have some. Despite how he act, he has a very troubled mind (see history) and often suffers from nightmares.

Starter: A black female Eevee called Shadow.
Items: clciky for bag and five potions, five pokeballs and some food. Some changes of clothes and a basic sleeping bag.

History: When he was 13, an organised attack was carried out at his home. A group of men in black clothing broke into the room where he was with his parents and brutally murderered them. He witnessed the whole thing but during the attack recieved a devistating blow to the head, making him unable to recall any of the events. They come back to him though, now and then, in the night when he sleeps but they are often distorted and confusing. They scare him anyway. He was sent to an advanced school after two years of therapy to try and cure him of his nightmares. That's where he met Asher, the closest thing he has to a friend.

Relationships: Asher's...almost a friend but not really. They hang out but it's not a strong friendship really. He fancies her but can hardly get close because she's so withdrawn. He's always trying to open her up and they usually end up fighting.
Other: none

[classy_cat18]

Emi Tajiri

"Who's your friend?" Chase asked me.

I blinked. Who is he talking about? Oh, Dimitri! "This is my new Pokemon, Dimitri." I mentally slapped myself for being so airheaded.

"Ah. Well. Wanna head out now or later?"

I didn't need to think about that. "Let's go now! We'll go pack and I'll tell my mom. We'll meet back here and start our journey to Pallet Town." I held his hand and lightly kissed his cheek. "We'll have a great time!"

I ran with Dimitri back home. Mom was in the kitchen preparing food for the flying Pokemon. "Mom, I got a letter from Professor Oak! He wants me to travel Kanto and get my eight badges!" I yelled.

"That's great! My baby is finally going to be a Pokemon trainer. Maybe you'll meet your dad out there." She gave me a tight hug. "Make sure you pack wisely and lightly."

"I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too."

I ran to my room and packed some of my things. There was, of course, my sleeping bag to sleep in at nights. I packed ramen for food and fresh drinking water to drink. I put in a change of clothes and finally my MP3 player. Hey, had to do something to make all that walking more enjoyable! "Are you ready, Dimitri?" I looked down and sighed. He was curled up and sleeping. I scratched him between the ears. "Poor guy. All of that running made you tired. Wake up, Dimitri." I gently shook him.

"Bulba," he groaned, but opened his eyes and followed me anyway.

All of this was just too exciting to bear. I ran all the way back to the spot where Chase was waiting for me. "Are you ready to go?" he asked me.

"Yeah! Next stop is Pallet Town!"

[Mystic_clown]

Since my last sign-up sucked, here's my second attempt.

Name: Seth Maverick
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Appearance: He’s quite tall, standing at around 5’78’’ with a lean, yet impressive build. He has a dark complexion, which is contrast to his snow white hair. His hair goes down to his back and covers his right eye. He’s got electric blue eyes and is quite handsome. He wears black jacket which is missing a right sleeve and is usually left open, slightly baggy black pants with white patches and black combat boots.
Personality: Cocky and easy-going describe this guy pretty well. He feels as if he can do anything and isn’t afraid of a challenge. He doesn’t ask for anything, he just takes it. While he’s a cold arragent bastard to most people, he does warm up to people less fortunate then him.
Starter: Mankey, M, Clyde
Items: A white bag with black pockets (which he stole). He has a pool cue (which he uses as a weapon), some food, a white jacket which is missing a left sleeve and some pokeballs.
History: He was orphened at a young age when he parents were killed in a car crash, Seth was forced to fend for himself. He survived by stealing from others and remaining one step ahead of the authorities. When he was 8, he found an injured mankey lying in the gutter. Unwilling to let the pokemon die, Seth nursed the pokemon back to health and the two became partners in crime. By the age of 12, stealing had become a way of life for them and they moved from merely stealign food to bigger things, like stealing cash and other valuables.
Relationships: He’s seen Asher LeeArn once or twice, but has never really gotten to know her.
Other: His dream is to become the most famous theif of them all.

[PancaKe]

Lexis

The sun had dissapeared by the time I woke up. Still tired, groggy, and with no idea of the time, I wandered downstairs, clinging onto the handrail. Novella wandered down after me, possibly just as tired as I was.

Mum wandered into the hallway, carrying a basket of clothes. She looked up, dropped the basket, and collapsed against the door, clutching her heart.

"Shit you scared the crap out of me!" she gasped.

She was a bit of an air head at times. She stepped over the basket and grabbed her carkeys off the table. "Let's go now," she grinned.

I stared at the basket, then shrugged and followed her.

~

The car trip was boring. I could never sleep in the car. I could sleep in class, in tests, in the movies. But not the car. It didn't make sense.

Novella was fast asleep. Legs and belly to the air, he was dead to the world on the back seat. Mum drove, oddly silent. Usually she was scatterbrained and babbling on about this that and the other. As usual, she had taken the long way to Pallet. Sure we could've driven down the main road that leads from Pewter to Pallet, but nope. She wanted to go the longest way possible.

I didn't understand then.

Pallet was an oddly quiet town, considering it was the town that spewed the trainers into Kanto. We pulled up at Oak's laboritry, and got out of the car. A few other people were there, but nobody seemed to be doing anything.

I figured I'd just sit and wait. I didn't care how quickly we got seen by Oak or not.

Hey, are we allowed to capture a big team of pokemon or anything like that? Or is it just the one pokemon throughout the whole story?

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Name: Yoshika Hiruma
Age: 12
Sex: Female
Appearance: 5'2", with shoulder-length black hair plus brown highlights put in a loose bun, with butterfly hairpins. She has a classic pink-and-white complexion, and grey eyes that are almost black. She wears a pinkish-peach coloured kimono with a plum-flower pattern and dark fuchsia trimming that reaches to midway down her calf, the obi being a lighter fuchsia colour and tied like a bow. Her wooden sandals are incredibly hard to walk in (although she's used to them) and boost her height by about 2 inches. She has a sandalwood rosary bracelet on her left wrist.
Personality: Is of the type that sincerely believes every cloud has a silver lining. She likes to talk and eat, although it is unknown where she puts it all away. Easily conned, she is quite naive, though she thinks she's not. She cares too much and too easily. Stubborn to a point. Although short-tempered, she forgets quickly and doesn't hold grudges. Special skills include haggling prices down and sweet-talking, complete with big, gooey eyes.
Starter: male Gastly, nicknamed Nishikaze ('west wind')
Items: She doesn't really use a bag, she uses these fasteners called netsuke to attach pouches or items (pokeballs) to her obi. They work like this: a string, tied to the pouch/pokeball, is fitted round her obi and is drawn through the netsuke, then knotted. (like a drawstring bag.) The things in those little pouches include: money (abt 2000 yen), 3 potions, 5 full heals, a berry pouch, a revive, a Spell Tag, a pokeflute, and some onigiri. She carries a water bottle.
History: Lived with her very traditional grandparents in a cottage on the pier, just outside Lavender Town. Her parents were ruin maniacs, of a kind, and left Yoshika and her brother Yoichi to live with grandma and grandpa when she was four and he eleven, so they could disappear conveniently into the hinterlands of some unknown continent (Hoenn?). She idolized her older brother - although Yoichi had a rather volatile personality, he always helped his sister out. One fine day he decided to explore the Pokemon Tower, went up to the highest floor, and never returned. Yoshika went to find him, but failed to. A Gastly followed her home and wouldn't go away, so she named him ('west wind' because the sun sets in the west, and it's the direction of the dead) and he became her pet, sort of. She secretly thinks he's her brother turned Pokemon.
Relationships: Open...?
Other: *bandages Other*
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Lavender was a small town. If not for the fact that many trainers passed through the area on their way to Saffron or Celadon from Rock Tunnel, it would probably had stayed a village. It was a gloomy town, its buildings painted a soft shade of purple by dint of the very slight artistic sense of the town's Improvement Board.

Yoshika walked into the purple provision shop, past the purple Pokemart and the purple Pokemon Tower. (Pretty much the only building not purple was the Pokemon Center, the roof of which was a brilliant crimson red.) Mrs Ishikawa, the proprietor, nodded at her. "What's on your shopping list today, Yoshika?"

"Afternoon, ma'am! Er-" this was spoken as Yoshika fumbled with the knot on her netsuke, looking for the list- "seaweed, two pounds of flour, some more vinegar because grandfather spilled it all into the sink, instant curry powder, and the mail, please."

All mail directed to the residents in and around Lavender was conducted through the little shop. There was no post office, and no postman. At any rate, so few letters came that when one actually did, it was a major occurrence in the history of the town.

There was a letter. Mrs Ishikawa handed it over with great reverence, taking note of the postmark so she could spread the news to the rest of town as soon as Yoshika was out the door.

Yoshika took the envelope and the food items with a semblance of surprise, laying down her exact change on the formica countertop. Her name, in copperplate, was embossed on the top, along with address. She opened the flap partially. Then she remembered something very important. "He~ey! Where's aniki?!?!"

She looked around frantically, presently having lost sight of her Gastly, Nishikaze, who had an overdeveloped sense of humour as well as a deeply rooted sense of sadism. She called him aniki for the very simple reason that the Gastly's behaviour, and indeed, appearance (to some extent - only so much can be rendered in purple balls of gas, after all), resembled her missing brother's. This was a bad thing, for the rest of the world, at least.

Nishikaze appeared at the elbow of Mrs Ishikawa, who was trying surreptitiously to open Yoshika's envelope, and shrieked in a horrible nails-down-blackboard manner. The plump shopkeeper almost instantaneously shrieked back and folded up on the floor as she caught sight of Nishikaze's daemon-like visage.

"Aniki! You shouldn't scare people like that! She might've had a heart attack, or a stroke, or something, and then where would we be?" She tried to grab hold of where the Gastly's ears would've been, if it had had ears. Her brother had had extremely pullable pointy ears, like an elf's. Yoshika turned to the prone form of Mrs Ishikawa and bowed hastily. "Aah! So sorry, ma'am!"

[Let's beat it out of here, Shika-chan,] grinned Nishikaze unrepentantly. [She's such a f*cking busybody anyway. Do her good not to poke into other people's business.]

Yoshika hurried out of the shop and out of town, Nishikaze loop-de-looping for a pleasant decorative effect around her. [Hey, open the letter.]

"Oh yeah, the letter." She opened the envelope and pulled out the think piece of paper inside. It was from Professor Oak, some authority on Pokemon she'd glanced on tv the other day. "Wooooooooow! Professor Oak wants me to go collecting badges and things!"

[Who the hell does this guy think he is, sending directives to Shika-chan? Anyway, collecting badges is kinda boring. I'd rather join Team Rocket.] Nishikaze pouted. [At least they're deviant. Although their sense of decorum could use some polishing.]

"Don't say things like that," murmured Yoshika absently. "Blah blah blah, meet me at Pallet in my laboratory, bring supplies, etcetera... That's funny, I wonder how he even knows my name?"

[Psychic powers,] drawled Nishikaze sarcastically. [Just like that Sabrina chick in Saffron. Whose ass you'll have to kick, eventually, by the way. And I don't like pokeballs!]

Later that evening, she told her grandparents all about it. They exchanged looks, and sighs. She couldn't blame them. First her parents had disappeared, on some archaeology expedition, then her brother, and now her. It was their right to be worried.

But in the end they nodded, in a sad, sad manner that made Yoshika wish her family was all together again, and said she could start off, tomorrow. Grandmother would help her pack. Nishikaze didn't seem too thrilled about it either. He thought it was a bad venture, all in all, but he'd stand by his Shika-chan.

The next morning, she set off on the long road to Pallet.

[SWAMPERT1]

Lee Kenta
Party: Eevee
Viridian City
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I woke up from my sleep and walked over to my Eevee.

“Wake up bud.” I quietly said to Eevee to wake it up peacefully. Eevee woke up and looked at me with a smile while the sun was shining on its face through the window.

I left Eevee be and went to the corner of my room. I had clothes picked out already and put them on before I got my bag which I had packed the night before.

“Alright Eevee, lets go say good bye to my mom and dad.”

Eevee then hopped up and ran to my side. I opened the door and to my surprise, both of my parents were standing there waiting for me.

“Ha guys… what are you doing standing at my door?” I asked puzzled

“We are seeing you goodbye.” Mom said, “And your father also has something to give to you.”

I got excited about the gift and said, “Sweet” to my father as he was getting out a wooden case. He opened the case and there was three stones, a red, blue and yellow stone.

“What are those pop?” I asked curiously.

“Well son, these are evolutionary stones. The red one is a Fire Stone and will evolve your Eevee into a Flareon; the yellow stone, the Thunder Stone, will evolve it into a Jolteon and the blue stone, which is a water stone, will evolve Eevee into a Vaporeon.”

My dad then handed me the stones and I told him that I appritiated the gifts.

My father then told me more, “Remember son, Eevee can only evolve into only one of the “Eons” and you and Eevee must both want it to evolve or the Eevee could be a nasty little bugger.”

“Okay, thanx for the info.” I said to my father.

Both of my parents then told me how proud they were of me and told my to go on the journey and that a family will be waiting for him to return. I then gave both a hug and told them I loved them, and left to Pallet Town.

[The Muffin Man]

Kikyo, quick question - There seem to be an awful lot of people who've had their Pokemon BEFORE starting their journey, is this really allowed?(Seeing as how having a manky for nearly a decade would make it stronger than a start <.<; and because anything before the starter would be a pet/your parents since you're not a licensed trainer yet)

Name: Mike Silvern
Age: 15
Sex: I'll try again later, alright
Appearance: He stands about 5'3 and a half, with a thin build. Most think he's "Sickly" but he's just a gamer/nerd more than anything. Not at all physical, but he is rather handsome despite that(or so he hears.
Personality: He's a light hearted, quiet kinda guy. He'd rather sit back and spend time with his girlfriend rather than do much of anything. Which, considering who his girlfriend is, isn't easy. He is very shy around strangers, but seems to become a whole new person in a battle.
Starter: Slowpoke(named 'Div')
Items: He has the standard slotted backpack, his potions(x5) in one side, Pokeballs(x5) on the other, and a TM that his father left him with specific instructions NOT to use it until he absolutely needed it.
History: He grew up in Pallet town. He was your average "Happy go lucky" trainer. He'd get up, go to school, go home, play video games. He had a normal life. His father, however, was much more hectic. His father was a member of the Elite 4 for a very long time. Until recently, when he stepped down to be replaced by Lance. Those days are long gone, and his parents have divorced(His father living in Fuschia now). He soon met Laura who, despite the obvious physical differences, the two get along perfectly.
Relationships: Laura, his girlfriend.
Other: *kick*

Pokemon: Slowpoke
Name: Div(Short for DivX. Don't ask.)
Personality: He's usually pretty gruff and rude. Being a psychic-type, he'll usually tell someone right off the bat he thinks they're ugly. Although, being a Slowpoke, his psychic powers are a bit "lacking". His water powers are strongest, and usually focused better when he's drunk.
Appearence: Regular Slowpoke.
Relationship: Mike's starter.

Mike
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The Tauros and the Nidoqueen butted heads, a loud crash as the charging Pokemon met.
"Nidoqueen, freeze it to the ground with Ice Beam!"
The Nidoqueen nodded, but my father was way ahead of the trainer and his Pokemon.
"Tauros, Earthquake before it fires that beam!"
Tauros grunted, rearing back and crashing down on his front hooves, sending the rippling wave through the arena and tossing Nidoqueen back. The bue beast tried to stumble to her feet, but collapsed backwards with a grunt.
"Nidoqueen is unable to battle! Tauros is the winner!" The referee declared. I clapped loudly for my father, as he recalled Tauros. The opposing trainer sighed and smiled weakly.
"I shouldn't have taken the ex-Champ so lightly.." the younger trainer shrugged. The two exchanged congradulations, and the young man was off on his Pidgeot.
And to think, I thought to myself, In a few months time, I'll be in his position...
I sighed a bit, as I felt arms wrap around my waist, and lips kissing my cheek.
"Hey Laura," I smiled, craning my neck to kiss my girlfriend on the lips. She smiled, and waved the familiar letter around.
"You got one too?" I asked quickly. She nodded fast as I pulled out mine.
"We should go right now!
With that, we were off to Oaks house. His warm smile greeted us amongst the others in the lab. It was a bit crowded, but he passed out Pokeballs and memos, I assume to pick up our Pokedex somewhere...
I nodded at the slip. It told us to come back in the morning(I can only assume we all got the same) and grabbed my Pokeball. I decided to open it outside, as Laura got hers.
"This is so exciting..." she smiled. I kissed her on the lips and smiled.
"This time tomorrow, we'll be Trainers..."I exclaimed, a glimmer from the tears in my eye.

[Toxicity]

Pretty much if it's only as a pet or one belonging to their parent's, I'll allow it.

Samchu and Mystic are accepted.

Laura
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I smiled weakly as I slipped into the stadium, seeing that Mike's father had again won. Suddenly as I remembered how my mother was once the Gym Leader of what is now Saffron's Dojo (back then it was fighting, but more for bodybuilding rather than martial arts), and my father...he himself was a strong trainer and a good friend of Mike's dad, but when my parents divorced he left on his own journey, far into the other reaches of the Pokemon World, still "missing".

I quietly stepped behind Mike as I gently embraced him around the waist, softly pressing my lips on his cheek.

"Hey Laura." he responded almost immediately with a smile, reaching his neck up slightly to kiss my lips. I returned the smile, pulling the letter out of my pocket and handing it to him.

"You got one, too?" I nodded as he pulled his out. "We should go right now!"

Eventually, we had arrived at Oak's residence, his warm smile greeting us as we entered a room that seemed slightly crowded. I silently shuddered to myself as my agoraphobia kicked in under the large amounts of chattering. Minutes later he began passing out our Poke'Balls and memos. I glanced over the note, telling us to come back tomorrow morning. I guess maybe for our Poke'Dexes, but it didn't matter now.

I was too excited as the crimson orb was cradled in my palms.

"This is so exciting," he began, kissing my lips as we both smiled. I began to notice tears building up in his eyes. "By this time tomorrow, we'll be trainers..." I could feel the water building up in my eyes as well. In a way, we were both going in the footsteps of our fathers. But I just worried, what if along the way, I was beaten by my stepfather, or worse...my mother?

Shaking my head lightly to myself, I looked up and nuzzled his cheek gently.

"Want to see what Pokemon we got?" I asked to spur up some conversation. He smiled and nodded as he opened up his Poke'Ball. Out came a Slowpoke, which seemed a slight bit hung over to me. At this, I tossed the ball onto the ground to open it, as the light shimmered, the ball came back to me obediently. When the light around the Pokemon faded, I saw a small brown and grey figure standing before me, a Cubone. Her eyes glimmered softly as I knealed down to pick her up.

"You're the cutest Pokemon I've seen in my life..." I spoke softly, a smile on my face. Under her skull helmet, I knew she was smiling as well. "I'll name you Safira."

[classy_cat18]

Oops. Didn't know that. Anyway, I changed my posts.

[Siderous]

((After everyone gets here, who is going to rp the Professor? And speaking of when everyone gets here, are we going to set up a time period for when we all get to the Professor, or are we all seeing him separately? I have a suggestion...

I suggest that everyone put their character name and location at the top left of the message box, and underline it. Under that line, start your post. Ex)


Siderous Peregrine
Pallet Town; outside Ash's house
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I put "outside Ash's house" because sometimes people will be in the same town, but not in the same building. This will help the other readers when they rp. This way, everyone can start as soon as they want; Kikyo, if you wanted to rp what the Professor is going to tell each of us, that would help too. Tell me what you think.

Finally, what are we doing about gym battles? Are we rping the leaders ourselves?))

[Bulbasaur4]

I doubt we need people to RP the leaders, usually in past RPGs... you just role play them yourself. It's up to you to make teh battle believable. I also think Kikyo will guide us on our next step, by 3rd personing what Oak says.

Asher
~ F/ Outside of Prof. Oak's house

Asher has packed her things, and in no time her and Fray had made the journey towards Prof. Oak's house. It was a mixture between gallops and gentle trots, and Asher enjoyed being alone. It was a calming feeling almost... to walk through the forests- Asher didn't take marked paths- and see the pokemon bustling. None of them ran away from the pair, as if sensing that Asher wasn't in the mood for a battle.

Trotting along the path, soon they came to a clearing and houses became visible. Fray stopped for a second, as if finding this fairly significant.
"Yeah... I guess this is where some thing different begins." Asher commented to Fray, who merely gave a snort of a reply. They both realized that things were about to change for them... but what, they did not know.

Walking through the town of Pallet was fairly uneventful. There were already a bunch of trainers there... obviously some had gotten their pokemon already and were looking them over. Asher noticed a pair observing a Slowpoke and a Cubone, obviously a couple and obviously content with their pokemon.
I wonder if any of them are going to pair up on the journey... Asher thought absently, hoping that none would bother talking to her.
She wasn't a sociable person.

Finally they came to the edge of Prof. Oak's house, and getting off Fray she patted her pokemon's neck.
"You stay, I'll be back."
Fray gave a little whinny of a reply, and Asher soon walked into the house- walking by a few trainers already gathered outside. Soon Prof.Oak saw Asher, and his face seemed to light up with surprise.
"Ah! Asher LeeArn I take it? What a pleasant surprise... I've seen soem of the work you've done at the Academy and I must say, it's impressive for a girl your age. The insights you have upon-"
" Proffesor, can I get my things?"
Prof. Oak stopped slightly, and then seemed to sweatdrop as he gave a nod.
"Oh! Oh yes... here you go. A Pokedex along with a few other supplies. Will you be needing a map?"
"No. I have one, just like a pokemon."
"Ah yes, i knew you had the Ponyta... "
Asher gave a nod, and simply walked out with out conversing. Even if Prof. Oak was a great knowledgable source, she didn't really care.
Walking outside, Fray was standing right at the door, refusing to budge.
"Hey! Get your pokemon out of the way so I can get in please!" A trainer shouted, and instantly Asher's cold hard gaze shifted to stare at this guy.
" How about you shut your mouth before I kick you in the face myself?"
Asher's words, while perhaps in context were not extremely sharp, had a tone and visual eyes that could kill. The person was silenced briefly as Asher led her Ponyta away from the door and slightly off aways towards Prof. Oak's office.

[Mystic_clown]

Thanks Kikyo

Seth
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So this is where the great Proffesor Oak lives huh? Not much to look at.
There were a few people already there with their pokemon. Seth looked down at his partner in crime, Clyde.
"Let's see what this guy wants," He said, before adding, "and if he's got anything worth stealing." Clyde smiled and nodded in reply. The theives headed towards the house. But, as they approached the door, a ponyta walked in front of them, right in front of the door.
"Hey," the dark skinned boy, said, giving the pokemon a slight nudge, "move will ya?" The ponyta just looked at him and then went back to staring into space.
"Hey, didn't you hear me?" Seth said, giving the ponyta a harder push, "I said move!" The ponyta payed no attention to him this time. Seth was really sarting to loose his patiance.
"Move damm you!!" he growled, giving the pokemon a hard shove. The door then opened and a girl around his age stepped outside.
""Hey!" Seth shouted, assuming that the girl was the ponyta's traner, "Get your pokemon out of the way so I can get in please!" The girl gave him a cold hard glare that would unnerve a weaker person.
"How about you shut your mouth before I kick you in the face myself?" She snapped, Seth was taken aback by the girl's reaction. Out of all the things he expected her to say, he never expected her to threaten him. The girl led her ponyta away from the door and towards Oak's office.
"There's no need to bite my head of," he said cooly, after a long silence, "I was just asking you to move your dumb pokemon away from the door." The girl and her pokemon froze, turned and shot a murderous glare and the white haired teen.
"What did you say?" she snarled through clenched teeth.
"I'm just saying, your pokemon must be pretty stupid if it decides to park its butt right in front of the door." He gave a smug smile as he watched the girls expression. She looked as if she was going to murder him, but he wasn't done yet.
"A pokemon's personality usually reflects on the trainer, so I'm guessing you must be pretty stupid yourself. Before Seth knew what was happening, the girl was now in front of him and grabbed the collar of his jacket, pulling his face towards hers.
"Take that back!" she barked. Now Seth had an image to protect. He wasn't going to let some girl push him around.
"Who's going to make me?" he snarled, "You?" Proffesor Oak had heard the commotion and managed to seperate the two before a fight could break out.
"Calm down, both of you!" Oak said sharply. The girl shot him one last venomous glare before going back to her pokemon. Oak then turned to Seth.
"You must be Seth Maverick," Oak said, giving the boy a stern look, "Come with me into the lab and I'll give you what you need."

[Crystal Tears]

Chase

It didn't take that long to get to Pallet Town, the town was small and out of the way of most things. And Even had a direct sea route to Cinnibar Island. Which was quite shocking, cause not many trainers ever took that way.
"Quiet place." I muttered more to myself then Emi, who over heard anyway and didn't notice that I was talking to myself.
"Yeah... Look! There's the Lab!" She exclaimed. Grabbing me arm and tugging on it, forcing me and Ryu to walk faster.
"Growl!" Growlithe barked happily, running head first into another girl.
I stopped dead, looking up at the girl who seemed rather angry, but not at me, or Ryu. But something else.
"Gro..?" Ryu wimpered, stepping back from the girl.
"Uhh.. Sorry.." I said, rather afraid of the evil look she had greeted me with.
Emi also froze, the cold stare travelled to her to.
"Did we do something wrong?"

[Gladiator]

Hey, you realize Snap lives in Pallet Town, Siderous? Why is there only Ash's and the Professor's house? I mean it's not a town if it's only two houses and a lab.

I'm trying it out from different viewpoints

Primal
Outskirts of Pallet Town
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Snap didn't head to Pallet Town instantly, much to my annoyance. He was just gliding around the outskirts on his rollerblades.

Sometimes, I just couldn't understand that guy, but I guess I wouldn't have been his companion otherwise. His bizzarre behaviors intrigued me in some way.

I mean, why not go straight to Oak? We were being recognized by the most influential scientist in the world of Pokemon. What's his hold-up?

It also reminds me of the time he missed class because he tried to ramp off a house roof on split-level ground.

Eventually, we reached the lab to discover a small crowd of people outside the building.

"Yikes," I said to myself as I tried to get behind Agamemnon. Snap chuckled in response.

"Relax," he said, "I'm sure if you stick close to me, they won't realize that you don't have an official trainer."

I nodded, but I still proceeded to jump on his back and cling for life.

Snap took a brief look at the crowd before deciding that it would be awhile for anything to happen.

"Well," he said, "It looks like it will be awhile."

"Oh no," I said to myself as Snap proceeded to do a single-hand stand. This left me upside-down and getting a tad ill.

"This is going to be a long day," I said to myself.

[SWAMPERT1]

Lee Kenta
Party: Eevee
Location: Outside Oaks Lab
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“Alright Eevee, were finally here” I shouted with joy to my Eevee.

“Eevee!” my pokemon yelled back.

On the way into town, Eevee and I saw a few trainers, one even had a very strong looking Cubone. We new that they must be trainers as well and I tried to make a mental note incase I ever had to battle them.

I knock on Prof. Oak’s door and waited a few seconds for him to arrive. He opened it and said, “Hi. You must be Lee and Eevee, please come in.” Eevee and I walked in and the professor closed the door behind us. As he did, Eevee crawled up onto my shoulder and the two of use followed the professor.

We arrived to a room that had lots of items for beginning trainers such as pokeballs, potions, even a pokemon or two, and Prof. Oak handed me a pokedex.

“Oh… I shouldn’t really take this.” I said to Oak.

“Don’t worry. I would take offence if you didn’t.” the professor said with a smile.

I took the pokedex and I already knew what it was, so I said, “Thanx.”

“Anyways, thank you for the Pokedex, but I need to go. I want to start my quest ASAP.”, I said as nice as possible to the professor.

“Completely understandable.” The professor said to me, “I need to get back to work anyways.

So I shook the professors hand and walked out of the building.

When I got back out of the building, I decided to head out to Pewter City to get my first badge. I opened up my map and saw I had to go through a forest to get there.

“Well Eevee” I said to my pokemon,“Are you ready?”

[Samchu]

Kevin Jacobs
location: heading for Pallet Town
Party: Eevee
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I sighed as I carried on the walk with Shadown upon my shoulder. Clearly, any work I had done to get Asher to lighten up had failed miserably because she'd taken off and left me behind. I knew such conciderate people...At least the walk was quiet and Shadow seemed to enjoy it, she would keep jumping off of my shoulder to sniff the flowers and play with the leaves. I had always been fond of Shadow. After my parents' murders, I took care of their pokemon: an espeon and an Unmbreon who, had just a few short years ago passed away. Side by side they had lived for a while, coming under the care of my grandparents and surviving long enough to be taken care of by me. However, before they'd died they had gifted me with one final belonging. Shadow.

I had always been very protective of Shadow, being so young and so different from other Eevees but I couldn't love her any less. We were always together and, though I was not an official trainer, I had on a regular basis trained her in a way. But it was mostly exercises so nobody really took notice.
The young Eevee bounce over and I scooped her up in my arms. She licked my nose and I responded by tickling her belly. Shadow had always loved it.

Stroking the fur on her back, we continued on again and eventually reached Pallet town, where it appeared a number of trainers had already gathered. I put Shadow on the ground, "alright girl, seek Asher out."
"Eve!" came the cheery response and she set out immediately, sniffing the ground for traces of Asher's scent. Shadow wasn't a great tracker, but she liked Asher and always seemed to be able to find her.
"Eevee!"

I ran to the sound and found Asher with Fray. There was another guy there who seemed afraid of Asher's look. She looked like she'd been having one of those days...
"Did we do something wrong?" the boy asked again.
I noticed his growlithe coiling back in fear and quickly figured out what had been going on. "Everything'll be cool dude. It's okay, she's normally like this and she's probably just had a bad day. Don't worry, she won't kill ya."
His glance shifted from me to her, "are you sure?"
"Yeah it's okay, I know her. Everything's cool, you guys should get your stuff."
His growlithe couldn't have bolted fast enough.

"What are you doing here?" Asher asked, her usual tone hinted by a tinge of anger.
"Believe it or not, I got a letter too okay. You bolted before I could tell you, I was still waiting at the bench for your meeting to finish. Boy did I look like a prat when I found out you'd gone."
"I never asked you to wait for me," she said and it seemed a kinda harsh thing to say. I guess I was used to it by now though because I didn't really care.
"Well you're kinda the only thing I have that's even close to a friend," I said, "What else would I do?"
Asher sighed.
"Look just wait for me to get back from Oak's okay? You can dump me at the next town if you suddenly decide you really hate me."

I found Oak who was already dealing with another trainer. I recognised him as the boy from outside, his growlithe still seemed a bit shaken though.
"Ah, you must be Kevin. Please come this way." Oak handed me a pokedex and I quickly slipped it into my rucksac along with various other items.
"What starters have you got?" I asked.
He seemed surprised, "what about young Shadow here?" he asked, stroking her beneath her muzzle, "I hear the two of you make a great team."
"I don' want her to fight..."
"Eevee! Eve eevee eevee!"
"I think she disagrees with you..." mused Oak.
I sighed, there was no arguing with Shadow's puppy dog eyes. "I'll train Shadow," I said, looking down at the young pokemon, "Everyday. We're gonna make your parents proud."
"Eevee!"

I turned to the boy. "Hey dude, don't let Asher get to you okay? She's just one of those people who doesn't open up very easily. Don't worry though, I'm working on it."
He smiled, "I'm Chase."
I shook his hand. "Kevin. Good luck on your adventure dude. I'll catch ya around some time and maybe we can have a battle yeah? You look like you'd be a worthy opponent."

I headed outside and was quite releaved to see Asher still there. Perhaps she was lightening up a little...
"Ready to go?" I asked, Shadow bouncing up and down in my arms. "Together this time."

[PancaKe]

Lexis Martin
Novella Nidoran M
On the stairs of Oaks Lab outside


People walked in to the lab. Some already had pokemon, some emerged from the building with pokeballs, cuddling and cradeling and adoring their creatures. I didn't really care for going in first second third or last. If I was going to get in, I would get in.

Novella slept by my feet, on the stair below. I dont know what had made him so tired, but he slept like a water fountain, his mouth wide open and ready to squirt water.

Fights emerged behind me, over a ponyta and trainer, or something like that. I wasn't too sure, I didn't really care.

I was too tired to get up anyway.

And the sun was warm.



yeah nothing much happened.. so sue me. .^_^

[classy_cat18]

Emi Tajiri ~ Outside Oak's Lab

"Asher, huh?" I said quietly as the girl left. "We better make sure we stay on her good side just in case we run into her again. Shall we?" I took his hand and led him into the lab.

Professor Oak turned from one of the other trainers to us. "Ah. Emi and Chase. Come with me."

How did he know my name? Then I remembered. Of course my mom was kind of famous for being a flying Pokemon breeder. She and I were on the newspaper a couple of times.

Professor Oak gave us each a Pokemon and a handful of pokeballs. I turned to Dimitri and smiled. "Now I can make you my official starter," I said to him. I pressed the button on the pokeball against Dimitri's forehead. It sucked him into it. After three shakes the anticipated "ding" was heard. "Yes! I caught a Bulbasaur!"

Chase smiled at me and held up an expanded pokeball. Ryu was nowhere to be seen. Chase opened the pokeball again and revealed his Growlithe. "Are you going to let Dimitri back out?" he asked me.

"Nah. He should rest for now." We headed back outside. I sat on a bench as the boy that told us about Asher introduced himself to Chase. I got up after the boy left and walked to Chase. "Who was he?"

"He said his name was Kevin. Are you ready to go?"

"I'm was born ready."

[Siderous]

Siderous
Starter: Pidgey
Outside Oak Labs
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Siderous had hidden in the shadow's behind one of the houses when people started arriving in the town. Now that most had already gone in, he walked up to the back door of Oak Labs and went inside.

"Whoa," he thought, staring around the room. The room was a huge rectangle, and against each wall shelves extended from one end of the room to the other. The shelves held a row of marked and organized Pokeballs, each containing a different Pokemon. "There's got to be hundreds of Pokemon here," Sid thought in awe, making his way down to the end of the room. He finally reached the door, and entered the next room.

Here, Siderous witnessed two trainers recieve Pokeballs from who must have been Professor Oak. The kids seemed pleased, and both put their Pokemon in a Pokeball. The door behind Sid closed with a snap, and the Professor turned around. "Who are you?" he asked Siderous, giving him a queer look.

"Um... Sid. Er, Siderous. Siderous Peregrine. Sir." Sid hadn't much practice talking to people.

"Ah, Siderous. Yes, I sent for you. Here you are," he said, holding out a batch of Pokeballs. Not wanting to be rude, Siderous took them and said, "Thanks, but I've got my own."

"I figured as much. You're parents don't really spend their money on anything, so I expect you won't have any money problems on this trip, will you?" Professor Oak gave Sid a quick pat on the shoulder and flashed a smile. "Well, that'll be all. Good luck to you. Oh, and do try and make some friends while you're out there," he added. "It's nice that you have an incredibly strong relationship with your Pokemon, but you should try and make some human friends, too." The Professor noticed another trainer enter the Lab, so he quickly gave Sid another pat on the shoulder, and made his way towards the new trainer.

Siderous went out the building, this time through the front door. Trainers were still arriving, others had already left... "Well," he thought, "time to get going. First stop, Pewter City."

[Crystal Tears]

Chase

I smiled, walking along beside her through the quiet streets of Pallet Town, little houses with fences, and the occasional pokemon sitting outside of it. It was a nice place, but I perfered Cities.
"Chase?"
"huh?" I answered. Snapping blunty back into the reality which I had faded from a minute ago.
"What you thinking of?" She asked curiously, grippiong my hand a bit tighter. Ryu coked his head at me, before walking a bit ahead of us.
"Oh. Nothing. Just how small Pallet Town is."
"Yeah, to small eh?"
"Yeah..." I trailed, visions of the giant skyscapers, and giant shadows coming back, flowing inside my head, sprouting memories of the fantastic veiw, and humidity coming back. I sighed under my breathe, as I washed them away with the fresh air.
"So. Off to Pewter." I said, changing the subject.
"Yeah! Badges here we come!"
"Growl. Growl..." Ryu barked, watching Emi bounce around up ahead I sighed and looked down at Ryu.
"Yeah.. I know... And We gotta keep up."

[AntiAsh Superstar]

Erik Vassen
On the back of a dirty truck headed towards Pallet Town
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The journey to Pallet had taken quite a while to get organised. For a start, there were small matters of quitting college (well, getting thrown out after a heated argument with the vice principal that saw me practically assaulth the man in an incident that I would probably regret dearly when middle age finally set in) and giving my notice to my landlord ('notice' meaning 'a brick thrown through the window with a note attached stating how I was leaving, my apartment was a shithole anyway and I'd be damned if I was ever letting him get a hold of the rent I still owed'). Then there was the trifling matter of throwing my few possessions into a backpack and heading out with one final 'screw you' to every last inhabitant of the stinking cesspit of a home town. If I was leaving, then I was going to leave with a bang.

"I hear Professor Oak gives every starting trainer a pokémon. You think he'll do that with you, Erik? Since, you know, you have me and all." Somehow or other I had managed to con a passing truck driver into giving me a lift. So at least the journey over to Pallet was uneventful. Just me and Vance staing at the skies. The Rattata seemed rather thoughtful today, though. "Can't say I've ever had to battle, you know. You do enough fighting for the both of us."
"I know, I know." I took a long drag of the cigarette perched between my fingers and blew a thick cloud of smoke in the air. "Let's just drop what happened yesterday, okay?"
"Well? What about my question, though?"
"Vance," I said solemnly, rolling over onto my front and staring at my companion. "Hand on heart, I can honestly say I don't %*^&ing know. If he gives me a starting pokémon as well then great, I'll already be one step up on everyone else in building a team. If he doesn't so what? We'll learn how it works pretty bloody fast. Desperation can do amazing things."
"Easy for you to say. You won't be the one getting his butt kicked every ten seconds. Come to think of it, this is gonna be total role reversal, isn't it?" Vance tittered to himself. "Hey, Erik, do me a favour wouldya?"
"Depends on the favour. Petty theft and pissing people off I can do. Sharing my lunch with you, on the other hand, is a big no-no." I dodged a playful nip aimed at my arm. "Seriously, what is it, buddy?"
"When you make a team up mind catching a few girls for me?" We looked at each other for a few seconds then simultaneously burst into laughter. This trip was going to be nothing if not eventful!

After about an hour of this nonsense and bickering our ride finally pulled up in a nearby service station to refuel.
"Okay, guys, this is where you get out." The driver, a big, burly man with a handlebar moustache, nodded to the both of us as we clambered from the back of the truck. "Pallet Town's just five minute's walk in that direction." He pointed with a gloved hand towards a large grassy path that seemed to be leading towards a small village. "Hope you find what you're looking for there."
"So do I," I murmured, not entirely sure in my heart of hearts what I was looking for there. Then again, lack of focus or direction was no big news to me. It was how I had lived my entire life up to this point. "So do I."

[The_Missing_Link]

Aidan Stafford - Cinnabar Island
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I waved at Michelle as I walked down the path to my house. My dad was pretty pleased when I told him of the news as he was with me when I wanted to go off on the journey on my own but my mom held a tight grip on him and flatly refused...until now. As soon as Michelle called and told me that she was going to Pallet as well, I instantly told my mom and saw relief wash over her face. Right when I saw it, I ran upstairs and packed up everything I could think of. My parents had to check and re-check before they finally approved and gave me a map of the mainland, some extra money and endless potions that were sitting in storage. I went to sleep that night feeling very content and excited and I could tell Drake felt the same as he tried to fall asleep in his specially made bed but couldn't.

And fastforward to today. Drake was out of his Pokeball and was walking right towards Aqua, Michelle's Squirtle. I knew he was very interested in her but I didn't know how she felt about him. My parents' Charizard and Blastoise made for a very unique couple but I was unsure whether Aqua just liked water Pokemon or all types.
"So we're finally off to Pallet," I said. "It'll be nice to get off the island."
"I know what you mean," she agreed, "but I'll miss it."
I nodded in understanding and we headed off for the nearest port town. The town had a boat that made trips to Pallet once a day and I made sure we set out early enough so we wouldn't miss. I smirked as I watched Drake walk next to Aqua, glancing at her every-so-often. That Charmander had no skills in hiding stuff but in a way, it was sweet.

I smiled as we entered the town and headed towards the piers. I'd been here many times before but never realized how much I would miss it. It was an ordinary town, sure, but special in it's own way. It wasn't the closest town to us but it held all the news from the mainland, including the recent resurgence of Team Rocket.
"Aidan, we're here," Michelle said.
I looked straight ahead and looked at a normal but sturdy boat, ready to carry its passengers to Pallet Town.
"Well, this is the beginning of our journey," I said.
We gave our tickets to the boatmaster and headed for a shaded part of the boat. I dropped my bag on a bench and rested my arms on the handrail. Drake climbed to the top and stared out at the sea.
"Charmander, mander," he said.
"Yeah, it is huge, isn't it? you'll like where we're going though," I told him. "You'll finally be able to have proper battles and eventually evolve and look like your mom. I know I'll like it also. I mean, it's what I've always wanted."

[Bulbasaur4]

Asher LeeArn
~ F /Preparing to leave Pallet Town ~

Asher was angry- already she had to meet another dumbass in the world. She had frequently run into them in her life, ever since she had been small.
Her father had been one.
Narrowing her eyes, she patted Fray upon her head and scratched behind her ear. Fray gave a little whinny of pleasure, seeming to smile with brilliant eyes.
" You just missed me, didn't you?" Asher said lightly, as her pokemon gave a little smile. Asher nodded, "He probably was up to no good... was he?"
Fray gave a rather loud whinny again, and Asher nodded.
"Thought so. A pokemon does reflect it's trainer... and I would have done the same thing. Only I would have kicked his ass on the ground."
Asher gave a smirk, as Fray seemed to give a little snort-like response. Fray of course was too nice of a pokemon to usually do anything like that, although she did burn anyone who tried to pet her.
She wasn't a touchy-feely pokemon.

Asher saw some one staring at her, and she suddenly got a very unusual urge.
" I'll pose for a picture if you really want to stare."
The person easily seemed mortified and they turned about, walking away. Asher gave a slight laugh as she looked at Fray, "That was fun, wasn't it?"
Fray seemed to only quietly smile. Asher was quite friendly with Fray and other pokemon... of course, Asher treated other people completely different.

To her dismay, before she could sneak off... Kevin came back out with his overly-hyper black Eevee by his side. Asher liked his Eevee, she didn't like Kevin. It wasn't that he seemed too bad... he was just too demanding. He always expected Asher to wait for him, to talk to him, to open up to him, to be...nice to him. He didn't let her be, and some times she felt like he felt like he had to watch over her and explain her emotions to others.
" You could have stayed a bit longer..." Asher mumbled, but he didn't hear her.
"Ready to go?" He exclaimed, his little Eevee seeming to squeal with excitment. Asher gave a deep sigh as she shrugged, "I guess the faster we get to Pewter, the better."

Asher hoisted herself upon Fray's back and soon started to trot off.
"Hey! I can't keep up!" Kevin's protests were easily heard, and slowly Asher slowed down.
"Oops, forgot." She replied sarcasticly, as he huffed to catch up now that Fray had slowed to a gentle walk. As they walked (Kevin leading the way, Asher behind with a not-overly-happy expression upon her face.) suddenly she to notice of two guys walking towards Pallet. They glanced at her, and they almost seemed to smirk.

It was all too clear that Asher wasn't happy... and all fingers would point to Kevin.

One gave a sacastic wave, to which Asher only rolled her eyes and gave a 'yes I acknowledge you exist' nod.

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[SWAMPERT1]

Lee Kenta
Party: Eevee
Location: Pallet Town
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“Well Eevee, we better get going. It looks like all the other trainers are headed off.” I said to my Eevee.

“Eve!” It replied.

So, Eevee and I headed to the main road that goes right through Pallet Town. It was only a short walk away from the lab and once we got to the road, it would be an almost straight field to Viridian.

Eevee and I were walking when we saw something. It was looked like a giant, orange, goldfish. Eevee and I approached the creature and I noticed that it was a pokemon. A Magikarp to be exact.

“Alright Eevee, our first battle as an official trainer and pokemon!” I yelled to Eevee.

Eevee responded with a grin and looked at the Magikarp with its teeth showing.

“Alright Eevee, lets start with a tackle!” I called out.

Eevee charged at the Magikarp with its head down and hit the fish right on the belly. The Magikarp didn’t know what hit it and once it landed (the tackle mad it go a good 3 feet into the air), all the Magikarp did was around again.

“Wow Eevee, this should be easier than I thought. Give it another tackle!”

Once again Eevee hit the fish again but this time, once it landed, the Magikarp did something different. It flopped towards my Eevee.

“What the hell is it doing Eevee?” I asked my Eevee.

It turned around and looked at my with confusion.

“So you don’t know either huh. Oh well, just keep an eye out for any weird movements.” I told Eevee.

Eevee replied, “Eve” and stood it ground as the fish hopped closer and closer saying, “Karp, Karp.”

Magikarp was now in striking range if it wanted to hit Eevee and it did. The fish hopped in front of Eevee and did one final hop and slammed its body onto Eevee.

“Shit Eevee, we didn’t see that one coming hay!” I called out to Eevee as it was getting to its feet, “Anyways, finish it Eevee. TACKLE!”

Eevee backed up and ran as fast as he could towards the Magikarp. It hit it once again in the belly and Magikarp went flying. It landed harder than it got hit and I thought of something; why not catch this little bagger.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a fresh new pokeball. I pushed the silver button on the front and the ball grew bigger, then I threw it at the Magikarp.

The Magikarp went into an “Energy form” and disappeared into the pokeball. The pokeball shock, and shock and shock when finally I herd a “Ding” and the ball stopped shacking and returned to me.

I looked at Eevee, “Alright we did it! We caught our first pokemon together!”

I looked at Eevee once again after looking at my Magikarp filled pokeball and said, “Well Eevee, we better actually start our quest now. There has been way too many delays.”

So with that, I put Magikarp on my belt (in it’s pokeball of course) and headed out.

[Outlaw JT]

Name: Garen Pyren
Age: 15
Sex: male
Appearance: He looks like the attachment except his hair is red and his grin is wider and much more mischievous. Also his shirt is violet in color and the trim to his jacket is red, not gold.
Personality: cocky, mischievous, adventurous, curious, fun-loving, almost completely lacking the ability to be serious (it takes life-threatening danger to make him get truly serious). He's the kind of guy that doesn't really think ahead (unless it is to plan a prank). He has a natural instinct for pokemon battles.
Starter: growlithe (male, nicknamed Fenrir)
Items: black backpack with red pockets that have the symbol for his families ranch on them, a tightly rolled sleeping bag, some snacks and sandwiches, a few bottles of water, a few pokeballs in the pouch on his belt, swiss army knife, cayan pepper
History: Born and raised on the Pyren Fire Pokemon Ranch. Always been interested in pokemon battling and started training with the younger fire pokemon as soon as his father would let him. Fenrir started following Garen when he was still just a tiny pup and has stayed with him ever since.
Relationships: younger twin brother of Gavin Pyren (you know you wanna bring the brothers back Gav! Admit it and sign up!)
Other: The brothers have an ongoing rivalry and are constantly playing pranks on each other but when someone else messes with one of the two of them, run!

Garen Pyren

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The sound of the wind in the trees was muffled by the waves lapping at his ears. He was submerged so only his eyes and up remained above water. He watched a shape track back and forth across the shore at the water's edge. That was not what he had in mind when he set out early to train and have some fun.

"Fenrir, get in the water and swim out to me," Garen's voice was patient but firm.

The growlithe on the shore stopped pacing, took a step towards the water and laid down, planting it's head between it's paws with a quiet whimper. Starting to lose a bit of patience Garen planted his feet down and stood up, bringing his shoulders just above the water level. He took a few steps inland and halted. He held a hand up and called the hesitant growlithe to him with his bending finger.

"I know you hate the water, but you need to get used to it as much as possible. When we get out there and start battling eventually we'll have to face water pokemon and I want you to be as resistant to them as a fire type can be. The only way I know how to do that is to get you to spend as much time in the water as we can spare. So get paddling Fenrir," Garen sounded a bit sympathetic but was definately being insistent now.

With another whimper the growlithe got up and trudged into the water slowly. Fenrir took his sweet time but eventually he waded deep enough that he had to start paddling. He wasn't moving through the water very fast but it was steady going and in a minute he had reached Garen.

Garen slid his arm under Fenrir to hold him up so he could stop paddling and scratched behind his ears. The growlithe's rear paw started shaking involuntarily at the praise. As soon as Garen felt Fenrir had rested sufficiently he slid his arm back out from under Fenrir and pointed towards the shore.

Fenrir instantly started paddling for the shore. This time he moved much more quickly and he was trudging up onto the wet grass in only half a minute. The growlithe eagerly shook violently trying to dry off to no effect. His fur was fairly thick and would take a big towlel or a little sunbathing to dry off completely. As he turned to see what Garen was going to have gim do next his ears pricked up to a sound. He looked down the trail leading back to the ranch and his tail started wagging.

"Ah. Dad must've sent Gav to come find me for some late morning chores. Well, if he thinks he's bringing me back this early it's gonna cost him. Fenrir, get into the shallows and lay low. We're gonna give bro a proper greeting," Garen said, his eyebrow twisting up mischievously.

Without hesitation he sunk lower in the water so again only his eyes and his nose were visible. Fortunately for him the trail took a sharp turn when it reached the lake so Gav wouldn't be able to spot him till the last second and even then only if he was looking out into the lake. Likewise Fenrir was well hidden arround the bend by the shallow water.

They waited there patiently for the approaching footsteps. It took a few minutes but finally a person came into view around the bend. The second Garen saw his brothers hair he jumped up and gave the command.

"Greet brother, Fenrir!" and with lightning speed the growlithe pounced from the shallow water, tackling Gavin at the bend before he knew what hit him.

Gavin was pinned to the ground by a boisterous, soaking wet growlithe. Garen quickly rushed out of the water laughing at his brother's misfortune. It was pretty common that they got the better of each other like this. Sending one brother to fetch the other was like declaring war between them.

"WHEW!!! The look on your face Bro!!!" Garen almost doubled over as he watched his brother get up in his now completely soaked clothing.

[PancaKe]

Lexis Martin
Still In Pallet

I sighed. Novella had seemed to waken, and was now sluggish. He was having trouble walking in a straight line also. I stood up and picked my bag up. Perhaps I had better go in and see this Oak, before he shut the doors. He called me here for SOME reason or other.

"Who are you?" Oak frowned, looking at me.

"Lexis," I replied, shrugging. "You sent me the letter."

"Oh yes," Oak smiled. "I'm so sorry, bit of a mental blank there."

"How could you have a mental blank if you've never met me?" I asked, staring.

Oak seemed to ignore my question. "Anyway, you already have a pokemon, so I just need to get you registered, and give you some equipment."

I shrugged and took what he gave me. "Right, now your first point of direction is Pewter City," Oak began to explain, droning on. "A lot of trainers are headed that way, perhaps you'll meet some while you're travelling."

I shrugged.

"Finding yourself a travelling buddy is actually very wise and smart," Oak advised. "It's dangerous to travel alone, it leaves you open for targetting. Especially with such a low evolution pokemon."

I shrugged again.

"Oh well, there's nothing eles really to tell you," Oak finished up. "You've got the lab number, feel free to call for any reason."

"Thank you bye," I said quickly, and left, Novella runnign in front, a little more awake.