BlueSky44

Hidden class (closed for now)

Thalia turned around when she heard the kid shout something. She was just in time to see a hunter stab her with something. Next thing she knew, every human in the bar dropped like a fly against a zapper. She could barely make out what the kid said. It kind of made her mad, especially since she was insulting her. Why is there always the misconception that all dragons can breathe fire? she thought to herself.

Thalia's anger started going crazy, she'd show the little brat just the type of dragon she was. Little did the child know that she was one of the rarest types, hardly ever seen in reality.

Her anger started to go wild, her parents had always told her to keep a cool, level head, but that wasn't who she was. Thalia knew that she was a hothead, but when her anger started up, she could never control it.

She felt her wings coming out of her shoulders, maybe she could just spring the wings, and not go full dragon. She felt her nails sharpening, her body started to grow.

Well crap, she thought, I really hate having to go nuclear in this place. Might as well see what happens, I can't stop myself anymore.

With that last thought, her transformation was complete. Her head now touched the ceiling. She was still considered young, so her body was smaller than a full grown dragon. Her eyes flashed red, and she let out a terrifying roar.

Hidden class (closed for now)

Oh great, Thalia thought to herself, Well, you have been in worse situations before.

There were so many problems surfacing for her right then. First, there was the death demon hiding behind her, this kid is cowering from a human. As if the guy was going to be that cocky a try anything. Then there was the drunk vampire, who looked like she was about to chomp down on the hunter. Even if she didn't really like the hunters, Thalia thought no one deserved to be bitten by a vampire. The first thing she needed to do, was pry the child off of her.

"Look kiddo, there are several reasons why I'm not doing anything. First of all, I'm not that type of dragon. You're thinking of the metallic dragons, plus red dragons, who I don't really like. Secondly, he isn't doing anything right now that is threatening anyone in this bar. As long as he isn't causing any trouble. Now, if you don't mind, I have to go deal with a very annoying vampire, who is way to drunk. I'm about ready to kick her out, especially if she tries to bite someone," Thalia said to the death spirit, before finally taking a breath, and walking away.

She could barely make out the fangs that were popping out of the vamp's mouth as she was cuddling up close to the hunter. Thalia was not happy. This vampire was causing a lot of trouble, and was pulling her away from the bar. She was going to be in big trouble with the bar's owner if a vampire bit anyone.

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

Arren Malla

Arren walked up to the pokeball that was sitting right in front of her. She couldn't believe that she was finally getting her very first Pokémon. She had always dreamed of starting her journey as a trainer.

Arren was so caught up in the moment, she wasn't paying attention to what Holly was saying. One minute she was sitting there looking at her pokeball, the next she was looking up just in time to hear the end of her explanation about the Pokedex. She reached out and grabbed one, surprised that it could be used as a communicator. Arren tried to pay attention to Holly, but her mind just did not want to stay in the present. She kept wondering where she would go first after this whole conversation, what places would she see? What Pokémon would she meet? All of these questions were burning in her mind.

"I don't have any questions Holly," she said.

She looked over to her right, and saw Vuduin looking at her.

"Hey, want to link Pokedex's so if we split up we can still talk to each other?" he asked her.

"Sure," she replied,"that sounds like a good idea".

She held out her Pokedex, so that they could link them up. This guy seemed a little strange to her, but that was alright. He seemed nice, and that is all that really mattered to her. Hopefully they could be friends, maybe even travel together for a while. Her journey is just beginning, so she will just have to wait and see what direction it takes her.

Location: Gleampier
Team

Poochyena

LEVEL: 5
NATURE: HASTY
FAVORITE FLAVOR: SWEET
DISLIKED FLAVOR: SOUR
ABILITY: QUICK FEET (SPEED INCREASED UNDER ANY STATUS)

MOVES

TACKLE
HOWL

Bag:
Palm Pokédex
Potion x1
Palm Ball x1
500 P (Pokédollars)

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

Arren Malla

Arren walked up on the gangplank, looking around at the ship that was looming overhead. It was an old ship, and as she hit the deck, she could feel the ocean waves moving the ship. When she first came to Gleampier, she had to arrive by boat, but she never got used to the swaying of the ship. A woman in red glasses appeared. Her hair color was similar to her own, it was a little strange for her.

“Hello there! Pleased to meet you. My name is Holly. I’m Professor Palm’s main research assistant.”

For such an exotic look, Holly spoke more monotonously than you’d expect.

“Professor Palm is looking forward to meet all beginning trainers over a complimentary dinner this evening, if you’d be so kind to accept.”

She smiled, but it almost seemed conceited, or forced. Or maybe she just wasn’t quite sure how to smile.

“In the meantime, please make your way to the Terminal Lab in the lower deck. Spaces have been accommodated for all passengers.”
@Whimsley

Holly walked away, and Arren was left to find her way to the lab on her own. There were a few directions, but it took her a while to find the Terminal Lab. She walked inside the lab, and immediately walked over to an empty tablet.

[REGISTER] Read on the screen, just above a thumb print. There was no turning back from here. Did you accept?

Assuming you accept...

Blue lines traversed the screen. In patterns, sporadically, dashing in their inconsistency. The cogs in the terminal whirred as the lasers performed their show, before they came to form words on the screen.

ARREN MALLA

AGE: 15
SEX: F
HEIGHT: 5' 6”
WEIGHT: Calculating...

[IS THIS CORRECT?]

Assuming you pressed the button, after making any changes you wished...

CALCULATING...

First, a hex grid of wireframe. Black in the inside, green as the structure, a Poké Ball formed in a pocket below the screen, held by a sort of basic upholder apparatus. A green laser, in the fashion of a 3D printer, began to bring the Pokéball to life. Layer by layer, the second dimension gained another perspective. First green, then a white bottom, a black, middle rim, a white button on the front, and finally the cherry ted top. The button glowed a dark pink and hummed a synthetic tune before fading.

YOUR POKÉMON IS... POOCHYENA

[WILL YOU GIVE POOCHYENA A NAME?]

The screen asked you.
@Whimsley

A nickname? Arren thought about it for a few minutes. Eventually, Arren decided not to nickname her Poochyena. She liked it just the way it was, so she entered [NO] on the tablet. She was excited, her own Pokémon! She finally could become a trainer, and start on her own Pokémon adventure!

Hidden class (closed for now)

Thalia watched as the youngster in the room ran into the succubus. Her drink spilled all over him, and her glass shattered on the ground. She let out a sigh, Why couldn't people be more careful? she wondered, before she grabbed a rag and walked out from behind the bar. Thalia looked around the room as she went, and noticed the extremely drunk vampire who was now on the floor. She didn't know how a vampire could get drunk, and she really didn't care, no more drinks for her tonight.

The succubus backed up from the spill so that she could clean up the mess. Thalia could feel the eyes of most of the men in the room watching her. Oh why did the kid have to run into this guy? she asked herself. After a few minutes, the mess was cleared away, and except for the two involved who now smelled of alcohol, there was no evidence that anything happened. Thalia practically ran back to the bar, since now there were several customers lined up. Most of them were orders for Demon Hunters, someone else wanted some Falcon Punch (yes, laugh all you want at the name). She was busy for the next 5 minutes, fulfilling everyone's orders. Soon, the vampire came up wanting another, well, another something, Thalia couldn't quite hear her.

"Sorry, but you've had enough to drink and should head home for the night", she said.

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

@BlueSky44@Xan the G Yall want to socialize or get straight to getting our Pokemans :?

@Eklispe

I'm fine with interacting before we get our Pokémon.

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

ARREN MALLA

Arren was standing on the dock. Finally she could go back to the main part of the region. She never really liked it here, it was way too warm for her. Arren was happy though, she could go on a Pokémon journey, and become a trainer. She had always loved Pokémon, and wanted to have at least one of her own. Now, she could start anew, and on a trail. First though, she had to get on a boat. She looked up at the ship, last time she was on a boat was when she first came to Gleampier. That was a somewhat long journey in itself. There were two other people with her on the dock. One of the two boys walked right up to the line to board the vessel. The other boy was offering to let her go ahead of him, if she told him his name. "My name is Arren Malla," she responded with a smile and walked ahead of him into the line. Getting ready to board the S.S. Expedition.

Location
Gleampier

Team
N/A

Notable Inventory
Potion x1
500 P (Pokédollars)

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

Arren Malla

Physical Appearance (Picture encouraged. Include height and age.): Age:15, 5 feet 6 inches in height.


Sex: Female

Personality: Shy, quiet, stays mostly to herself. Is a loner, but cares a lot about Pokémon and gets along well with them

Starter Town : Gleampier Port

Biography: Her parents separated when she was little. Her father took her and her younger brother to live with him in Gleampier Port. Her brother is a very active youngster, but she never seemed to fit in with everyone else in the town. Arren spent most of her time in her house or under an oak tree, reading stories about Pokémon and their bonds with their trainers. Her father’s Pokémon were always there, keeping her company, and if anyone of them were injured, she would care for them. She only hears from her mother once a year on her birthday, and doesn’t hear anything from the friends that she had left behind. Her father is hardly around the house because of his job. So her only friends are the Pokémon around her. Her brother is busy running around the town, and they never really got very close. Arren once found an old journal that had belonged to her father, and it documented his journey with Pokémon. These became her new bedtime story. She loved them so much, it helped her understand her father more, and it eventually ended with how he had met her mother. Arren never asked him about the journal, but she knew that she wanted to be a trainer, and travel the world with Pokémon.

Favored type: Dark

Favorite Pokémon: Umbreon

Why are you joining the Pokémon League?
Arren has always loved Pokémon. They were always the only friends that she has had. She wants to befriend all Pokémon, and wants to hopefully earn some respect and love from the mother who had left her.

Poochyena

Poochyena
Physical Appearance (Note any variations from normal species here. I will allow weight and height variations within reason. No shinies.): This Poochyena doesn’t really stand out, is just a typical Poochyena, with average weight and height.

Sex: Male

Personality/Mood: Very protective. He is like a guard dog in a way, and won’t stop at nothing to protect those he cares about.

Likes: Running around, jumping up and down, snuggling with Arren.

Dislikes: Intruders, strangers, anyone he believes is a threat.

Starting Moves (Check Bulbapedia; all starting Pokémon will be lv 5): Tackle, Howl
Ability: Quick Feet

Questions

1. I would send out my Pokémon, to stand guard while I walk over to the injured Rattata. If something jumps out, I’ll have my Pokémon protect me and the Rattata so that we can get out of there and help the injured Pokémon.
2. I try to find ways to wake it up. I’d ask around, see if there was a pokeflute handy, if not, I would try usual methods to wake up Pokémon. If that doesn’t work, I would just go around.
3. I would just let her be. The HootHoot was clearly just trying to provide for her children. I’d hunt around for berries if I ran out of food.
4. I would try to run and avoid the Beedrill. If that doesn’t work, I would use my Pokémon to help and battle it until it leaves us alone.
5. I would go over and try to help him out. I would try and give him advice, hopefully helping him to become a better trainer.

Hidden class (closed for now)

Thalia stood behind the bar, watching everyone socializing around her. Sometimes people came to her to talk about their problems, almost as though she was a normal bartender. Only difference was the problems they talked about referred to the magical creatures among the humans. Most of the regulars knew what she was, and came to her for advice. Occasionally, she wished that she was normal, but no. She could never be a human, she loved the feeling of flight when her wings sprung out. She could never give that up. Knowing the time stream, that was something she could do without.

That person over there, Damien, he needs to stay far away. She'll serve him, but no talking to him. She knew what happened to those who crossed paths with a succubus, and it wasn't a very pretty picture. There was a girl standing by a vampire, now that she was in, Thalia wasn't going to ask much for an ID. Her rule was that someone else had to buy the first drink, after that, they were fair game. We were all friends here, except for that stranger who had walked in not long after the girl. Thalia's nostrils flared up, he didn't smell like any of the other creatures in the room. He was different, and Thalia wondered how no one else in the room noticed him.

If he came for a drink, she would be polite and serve him, he was a customer, and his money is probably good. If he tried to cause trouble, then she had every right to kick him out, so said the owner of the bar. Someone was asking for another Demon Hunter, the name always amused her, especially since there were probably actual demons in the room. She made the drink quickly, and walked over to hand the man his drink. The look in his eyes told her all she needed to know. Mentally, she tuned the man out, knowing that he was probably flirting with her in some drunken way. Thalia was used to it, it happened at least once every night. She looked up, and the stranger was walking up to the bar. He looked at the menu, and asked for some of the Klingon Bloodwine, and she kept wondering how these names for the menu items got approved. Whoever came up with it must really love their science fiction and anime. She made a mental note to check those genres out on TV when she got off of work. The menu item the stranger asked for was quick and easy to make, just some red wine spiked with amaretto and spiced rum. The man walked away and sat at a table in the corner of the room. She made yet another mental note to keep an eye on him.

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

I'll play in the third group.