¯-The Absol Band ~ Desire of the Moon-¯
Hacha, we start! Sorry it's been so long, I've had projects, and projects, and projects, and projects, and....excuses. XD The playing post is down below, but please read my sign-up again since I edited/added somethings. Thanks! I'm also going to dispatch PMs to all the players stating that we've started, since it's been awhile since sign-ups. The sign up topic can be found here. I'll update this if I think of anything else. 
NOTE: Sign-ups are closed!! PM me if you still want to join and I'll contact you if there are any openings.
I'm rating this PG-13 just to be on the safe side. If someone's under 13 but mature, I'm sure they can handle it. There's probably not many people under 13 playing here anyhow, so.... ^^;
For this, I want good and dedicated roleplayers. That doesn't mean that this has to be you're only RPG and you have to post everyday, no. I just want you to not "forget" about it and maybe post just once a week. Don't be surprised if I send you a PM if you don't post for awhile.
Okay I'm glad that's over. XD If you need any help or have any questions, don't hesitate to PM me. I'm flexible. This is a people's RPG. That means I don't dictate everything, and so don't be afraid to make decisions, just don't kill any other players. ^^; The RPG is nothing without the players. Now for the plot!
There is a group of six teenagers, known as the Absol Band. They ride the Pokémon world on their Absol partners, bringing justice to criminals and peace perpetrators. Their identities are unknown, except among each other, due to their fast comings and obstacles obscuring view of their faces. They have no official uniform, but can be known by the Absols they ride, making them unmistakable. All fear them, they the police of darkness that will haunt you with a most terrible fate if you cross their path or rub them the wrong way.
Recently, civilians have been complaining about the Absol Band and questioning their intentions. Because of their forceful tactics, the members of the group have been seriously injuring and even killing their victims. The citizens have come to believe the band has gone blood-crazed, and riots assemble whenever the Absol band ride into town.
The Absol Band realizes they must revert to their old style of bringing justice to criminals, lest they perish at the mercy of the higher authorities. In desperation, their destiny smiles and their secret elemental powers are revealed. Soon, they discover that they can channel their powers with their Absol, allowing it to use special attacks. Perhaps the powers were vested inside the Absols all along. Feeling rejuvenated, they work together even more so than ever to justify the wrongdoers, as benignly as wished for, appeasing all parties.
However, a darkness always lurks in the shadows. They are no common criminal, but a greater evil who desires to overtake all. Without a doubt, the Absol Band has a new focus. With their Absol partners and newfound elemental energy, they will quell the evil that has arisen, and destroy their most malignant victim ever.
Now, sign-ups. If more than 5 people want to join, that's fine, we can extend the limit. Of course, so making yourself uber-powerful. PM me with any questions.
You're sign-up doesn't have to be super long, just not like three sentences. XD
Name: (for consistency’s sake, just use the Western order of name-writing)
Band codename: (what citizens might know you as. It can relate to your element, but doesn’t have to.)
Age:
Gender: (don’t say both. Pwease?)
Appearance: (please be detailed, include clothing.)
Personality: (remember, you’re part of a crime-fighting group)
Element and powers: (no uber-ness, of course, and explain exactly what powers you can wield with your new element)
Other Pokémon: (Up to three. No legendaries. And to make things more manageable, please no nicknames.)
Additional weapon: (optional, of course. No guns, please)
History: (if TBR, you must reveal it at some point .)
Relationships: (family [if not explained in history], friends, and crushes.
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Other:
You won’t ever play as your Absol, but there are still some things we need to know about them. ^.~
[Absol]
Name: (optional, but recommended)
Gem: (it can correlate with your element but it isn’t necessary for it to)
Attacks: (just the new attacks it can use when you channel your elemental power to him/her.)
Other:
List of players:
Ayame Swellow: wind/flying ~ Sheila Rae (yo)
Illusen Glade: psychic/spirit ~ crimson_flygon
Kimiko "Kimi" Ohaya: dark/moon ~ POLHaruko-san
Sango Koorihiko: ice ~ Gothic Latias
Haku Kakani: *element pending* ~ Shadow Djinn
Ark Lancast: fire ~ HBCharizard
Kayla Mizu: water ~ EVme15
Masashi Takayama: thunder/electric ~ Tsukasa
--SIGN-UPs ARE CLOSED!--
Now, for my sign up.
Name: Ayame Swellow (aye-yah-may)
Band codename: Distant Voice of the Divine Wind
Age: 16
Gender: female
Appearance: Ayame has long brunette hair that goes down her back and three bangs on each side of her forehead that are spiky; their ends almost touch. Her hair flows behind her when she rides on her swift Absol. Her eyes are a dark and deep pinkish-red, maybe like the colour of this sign-up. There is always a look of determination in her eyes. Her skin is not pale, but not tanned. Sometimes her complexion seems like a soft glow. She is slightly built, about what is normal for a girl. She wears a dark purple robe over a white t-shirt and black jeans. The robe has a belt that she doesn’t tie but it hangs down. She either has leather flip-flops with white socks or wears no shoes or socks at all. She can sheath her sword on the back of her waste or on a sheath anchored on the side of her Absol.
Personality: Ayame is intelligent and a good strategist, and also very independent, although she is not closed off to help from others. She is very adamant and serious about her duties in the Absol Band. However, she does know how to have fun, even though she believes there are designated times for it. She has a strong character and is respected for it. Ayame sort of believes in the Robin Hood theory of steal from the rich and give to the poor, but put her own twist on it and that’s what the foundation of the Absol Band became. Her voice is somewhat low for a girl but still light, and mostly authoritive sounding. She is friendly but has an odd way of showing it. Because she is quiet, she can appear to be the “mysterious girl.” Now, enough said. 
Element and powers: Wind/Flying. Ayame can create gusts, and control which way the wind blows. She becomes faster because she is carried by the wind. She can also create little whirlwinds if she puts her all into it.
Other Pokémon: Flygon, Vulpix
Additional weapon: Heavyblade katana (if anyone watches .hack//SIGN, then you are familiar with what Mimiru has)
History: Her mother died when she was young due to complications with cancer. Since then, she lived with her father, who abused and beat her. She really missed her mother, who had abandoned her in her heart, still loved her on the outside. It was rumoured that the source of the cause of her mother’s death was that a criminal had forced her to eat an apple that had been poisoned, which resulted in the activation of the cancer cells in her body. Ayame vowed to avenge her mother, which is the other half of the reason why she created the Absol Band. Her father worked long hours, and often took out his frustration out of her. In her time spent alone, she perfected the Kizawa Otsubame style of swordsmanship (yes, I made it up) with her heavyblade katana, which was the heirloom of the family. At night, when she was 13, she heard her father talking to his friends. He was speaking of abandoning her because he found her as worthless and stupid (of course he was mistaken). She decided to run away, and leave her petty town life behind. She became a Pokémon trainer, eventually catching a Vibrava, an Absol, and a Vulpix. When she was 14, she met five other trainers who had Absols and was finally able to materialize her hopes of the Absol Band. She fought crime with her fellow group members. Despite their efforts and successes, she still felt a pit in her heart that she could not avenge her mother.
Relationships: No friends other than her Pokémon and friends in the Absol Band. No crushes yet.
Other: There is another bit of history that is TBR.
You won’t ever play as your Absol, but there are still some things we need to know about them. ^.~
[Absol]
Name: Chiara
Gem: A deep blue, ovaline Sapphire on her forehead.
Attacks: Absols can learn Razor Wind naturally, but now Chiara can use Whirlwind, Aerial Ace, and Sky Attack. Also, Chiara can run in a type pf gliding stride, which is longer and more airy than regular running.
Other: *pets other* Female. Ayame has made a strong bond with Chiara, treating her more as a partner than a pet.
As for the evil person, since no one is going to play as them, I decided to make a profile only for my own use when I introduce them. ;-) Not that you care, just SYK. I haven't been anble to focus much on anything lately, so I'm not promising that this is the best.
¸-¯~Ayame Swellow.wind/flying~¯-¸
The damp scent of raumen still hung in the air around my nose. It was like I was selfishly absorbing the minute fragments of the pleasurable aroma, so it eventually dissipated in the air and vanished completely. The afternoon sun was obscured by the heavy gray clouds, and then even more so by the rice paper windows of the Asian restaurant. A humidity was placed in the air outside, and it smelled of rain. I sat with my fellow members of the Absol Band at the small, round table. It was the first time a long while that Chiara was at rest in her Pokéball, nestled by my hip. The civilians couldn’t know that it was us, the Absol Band. I didn’t really understand why they were so angry at us, just for maiming some criminals.
It was a shorter death just to have Chiara use Razor Wind on Judd Hatchet, rather than him starving in prison. No one would be hurt be him, ever again. Why did they believe it wasn’t better that way? Now we were here, escaping the heat, without masks or a job. I knew, as soon as we paid the bill, we needed to hightail it to the next town and take care of any business before the townspeople even knew we arrived. Like the straight path through the forest, that was the only way.
I continued to rest on my hands. My thoughts had been estranged, bringing me to a higher level of thinking. This was not the same kind of estranged feeling as when one’s soul or heart is separated from them; no, this was much different. By thinking is this manner, I was not as easily disturbed and my thoughts could reach new points. By thinking away from my brain, my deepest thoughts were lifted above and everything was seen with a new perspective.
As it was inevitably going to occur, the waitress offered me the bill and I could no longer take advantage of the time I had been using to think. Like a bird returning to her nest, my thoughts gracefully coasted back into place inside my mind. Although my thoughts were no longer estranged, I did not really feel like doing anything. Somewhat involuntarily, I withdrew the correct sum of Poké dollars from my wallet and heard the coins fall and bounce against the table like raindrops on a lake. Without looking, I brushed the bill and the money away with an aimless sweep of my hand, as one who flicked a breadcrumb they do not want to clean up the proper way.
After a moment, I could feel many eyes staring at me, their pupils poking me like tentacles penetrating the remnants of the shield that remained from the estranged thinking. (*ahem* inside joke) Slowly, I looked up, and sure enough, all eyes of the Absol Band were on me. I turned my head to see the waitress also gawking. She was holding the bill and money in her hand, but she was about to drop it, like it was a slippery icicle. A strand of hair slipped out of her pinned bun and lay on her shoulder.
“Why is…” I started to ask, but I didn’t finish; it wasn’t necessary.
“Ayame, you just made the check fly across the room!” Ark exclaimed.
Although I had not emphasized its happening, I knew that when I flounced it away, the bill would reach the waitress. The dumbfounded look on her face was not a surprise, considering I had just air mailed the check to her from twelve feet away. Without needing an explanation, I knew the trajectory of the bill was a perfect arch onto her podium. Somehow, before I brushed it away, I blindly acknowledged that this would happen. The real question was, how?
I looked in the waitress’s direction again, and her expression had not changed. Upon seeing look at her, she quickly looked back her clipboard, in hopes that I hadn’t noticed her. Wordlessly, I stood up and pushed in the chair, and the other members followed. Pushing open the rice-paper door, I lead our cluster toward the town limits. I hated walking like this through a town. This one, very unmodernized, as if it was a historic tribute to the Meiji era, was especially unsetting. I didn’t look to my left or right, I just wanted to escape.
After briskly walking for a few minutes, we were approaching a forest. Looking behind me, all I could see were the very points of rooftops, melting into the horizon. They were left behind forever, but perhaps we would return another day. I released Chiara, a replaced the empty ball on my belt. “Let’s ride,” I said coolly. The other members, released their Absols, and we all mounted and took off towards the forest of unknown fate ahead.
As I rode, I held onto the skin on Chiara’s neck where she had adapted to my holding, rather than using reigns. Without using words, we knew where to go, what to do, what we were going to say. Because of this rapport with Chiara, I felt strengthened. The way the empathy flowed though us was difficult to understand, yet we had earned and cherished it. Knowing that she had formed to my riding on her, I wonder if I had done the same. Regardless, our friendship was unconditional, that I know.
As we neared the forest, I felt a difference. My cheeks were caressed, as if the wind was gently stroking them. Although it was comforting, it was quite unusual. When I first started riding with Chiara, the wind stung like small stones lobbed at a swift speed against my face. After many runs, I became impermeable, feeling a space of emptiness. Now, like my hair was swooshing through the water of a crystal spring, the same sensation could be felt between my cheeks and the wind. This plush sense of this soothed me to make me become unaware for merely a moment, but I soon came in tune again with the forest as its sweeping braches embraced me.
The feeling of my cheeks was not the only one. It no longer felt like the outsides of my feet were lagging, being dragged like a cart through slick mud. Now, they were balanced, gliding over water so there was no wake to see. This lightness was wonderful, it took a burden off my mind that had been harbouring in the dark place of my mind where disturbing thoughts are discarded and then they brood a way to seep a comeback into the land of my flourishing thoughts.
Most of all, the ride itself was nothing that I had ever experienced. It was like Chiara had seen a new sparkle in her own eye, discovered a fresh motivation that allowed her to lope in this new style I had never known before. Her feet were sliding over ice smoother than a cloud, so effortlessly like she was a legendary spirit. I wondered if the same thing had happened to her feet as to mine, but I hastily shook that theory away. The same thing had not happened to her feet, not before, not now. Still, I could feel her rolling movements, which showed I was right to swallow such a thought.
Usually, I rode just slightly ahead of the Absol Band, and sometimes somebody else led the pack. However, we were always together in that sense, supporting each other like a flock a geese and sharing the load each of us carried. I knew this not to be true now as a I heard a voice from the distant behind.
“Hey, Distant Voice, wait up!” Kimi called to me. I glanced behind me with distress, my brunette hair flying past my cheeks and wisps over face because Chiara was running in the opposite direction I was facing. Behind us, the rest of the band members bobbed up the path, difficult to see because of their distance and my obscured sight.
I faced forward again and gently touched Chiara’s right cheek to single her to stop. After a final stride, her feet met at a point to bring her to a halt, her claws ever so slightly cracking the ground. Among the trees, she looked like a silky white parakeet on a perch surrounded by seven green and yellow ones. When I dismounted, her feet spread apart into a more relaxed stance, and stroked her neck. As I waited for the rest of the band, I felt the pressure of the deep, deep forest. I could tell that I had lost something here, something I’ve wanted to leave behind for a long time. Yet, it felt like something had replaced it; the void could never stay so for long at all.
The other members approached; some alighted and others remained stationary on their Absols. “I’ve never seen Chiara run like that before,” Illusen remarked.
“Neither have I,” I answered. I didn’t feel like explaining such an experience, for the feeling would be lost between the cracks of the words and the true meaning would be skewed.
“A lot of weird things have been happening today,” Sango said. Most of us nodded in agreement. We remained standing or sitting, as a breeze blew past us and rustled our bangs and sleeves. The moment of desolate silence, enhanced by the wind, bade us to sort these thoughts while placing our hearts in nature. When the breeze died, I mounted Chiara and we continued our run, I allowing Illusen to take the lead and keep Chiara and I in check.
I could here the forest whisper secrets of those that had passed before us, with a haunting melody added by the wind. I still needed to answer the uncertain questions in my mind.
Thats it, just post discovering your element. As you can see, Ayame is not yet sure of hers, but as more people discover theirs she will confirm it. Remember, don't be afraid to make decisions, have a battle or go to another place (ie lake)! Also, I ask you to write in the first person view.