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As of right now, we are gonna be giving them ages. There are stats, but those are more for comparing and stuff. and giving a sort of small idea of what your characters parameters are. If needed we can help with stat creation and the like given how fickle and weird pokemon can be (At least to me lol).

As for Eeveelutions, I haven't spoken with Ambra about it yet, but I do personally have some ideas on how we can go about it. Sooooo, hopefully you'll have an answer sooner than later.
Although... I do think Umbreon is the bosses fave, sooooo idk lol xD
I'm really glad to see interest has begun to build up a bit. I'm working with Ambra on certain details and the like. However, one thing I'm thinking about is how we'll answer some questions that might be a bit tougher to give clear guidelines for. I'm thinking something like polls and the like through discord and stuff, but we'll see. Honestly just glad y'all are as interested as we are!!

Also, discord will not be the sole manner of communications. It's just easier for some of us at times lol Also, PMs are a good way to get attention when the OOC isn't working out as well.
@AmbraI got your back, fam :D

I'm compiling a list of pokemon I like, ones I can find faceclaims/pictures for, and ones that just seem like they'll be fun to mess around with. Right now... the list is somewhat long, but not quite lol I might go for Shinx or Growlithe... Maybe Gengar? It's so hard to choose.

EDIT: Eeveelutions can be really interesting.
WOOHOO SUKU
Welp, here's hoping we get more interest. Also, I can help you GM if you need a partner lol
This was quicker than I expect. I already told you I'd join though lol xD
I'm around as well


Sarutobi Compound, Konohagakure
Present Day, Daybreak
Interacting with: N/A



The Sarutobi clan was bustling on the morning of the graduation of not one, but two of its member. The young shinobi to be was brimming with excitement. He’d prepared himself for the world that he was entering, steeled himself to live his life for the village and clan. At least, that’s what he told himself. Still, as excited as he was, he was also nervous. He'd hardly been able to sleep; the few winks he had gotten in he wasted with extremely early morning training. He couldn't help it. Seiichi knew that if he was to become a respected member of Konoha, if he was to live up to the legacy set by his father, and his father before him, he would have more than a little work to do. It always began with his morning routine (100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10km run around the compound). Seiichi had worked up quite the sweat with what should have been a small warm up routine to keep himself limber and at the ready, never wasting a moment that could be used to better himself. In truth, that likely did more harm than good. He'd been told many times, by his father even, that overwork was just as dangerous to the budding ninja as under work.

But he could never heed these warnings. He had to work harder. If not for himself then for his demonic aunt who would suplex him if she thought he was slacking, or the branch members of the clan who expected him to one day lead it, or even just to show that he wasn’t top of his class due solely to the talent so many praised him for. He scoffed at the notion. As the next clan head of the Sarutobi, he was determined to show the village what he was truly capable of. And it all began today.

He had just finished and taken a moment to sit on his bed when a lesser member of the clan entered his room. It was about time to get ready, a fact Seiichi knew, though he'd been giving himself some time to think as he got himself dressed. He was dressed as he normally did when leaving the compound:a dark green, short, shirt-like, Kimono with matching pants, mesh armor underneath, visible at the ankles and wrists, and a brown, sleeveless haori with a fur lined trim and the Sarutobi crest over the left and right of his chest. He was fixing his hand guards as he ventured out only to see his father, relaxing as others prepared what could only be a celebration for later on. His father seemed to enjoy things like this on occasion. The older man looked his son over, stopping for a moment to examine his bear fur trimmed Kegutsu. He tilted his head at it, but smiled and laughed all the same. Adorned with his ninja tool pouches and his other gear, the boy seemed perhaps a bit too overzealous.

“Seiichi, you are aware you likely won’t be beginning training or any missions today, yes?” The man asked poking fun as his offsping. Seiichi’s face grew a slightly deeper shade of pink than he had been previously before he cleared his throat.

“W-well father, a good shinobi should always be prepared.” He finally responded after a brief moment.

Until just now, Seiichi had been unsure of how to face his mother and father. Two individuals who had taught him that a ninja was more than just a weapon, contrary to so many other teachings he’d experienced in the Leaf. And yet, he felt silly to have thought they would have been anything other than who he’d grown to admire during his life. Still, the pressure he felt, whether unintentional or not, came just as much from them as it did the rest of the clan, his peers, and his sensei.

For a moment, that was all he could hear: the clan elders, lesser members, even those who weren't shinobi. His accomplishments no longer felt as such. They were expected. Any less could potentially be seen as a disappointment. Failure to live up to them could tarnish his clan, his family’s name and reputation.

"Seiichi!" His father spoke up a bit, pulling the young man from his thoughts. "Being nervous on the day of your graduation is natural. But you should relax a bit." He voice returned to a more laid back tone. "You'll be faced with challenges like never before."

"But your father and I have no doubt that you and your brother will make a fine shinobi." His mother chimed in.

"Push everything out of your mind." Atsuo said simply. "You've worked hard to come to this point. You're ready." Words of encouragement had become his father's forte. It was almost like the man could sense the pressure his son put on himself, even if he hadn't yet worked out how exactly such a thing could be fixed. But then, he was sure the jonin his son would be assigned to could more than handle the situation.

"Yes father." Seiichi finally replied when it looked like his parents had finished speaking. He smiled and without another word, he made his way out of the compound.

Met with the rain that laid before him Seiichi took a deep breath. He had an umbrella in his hand. He wasn't in much of a rush. He wouldn't be late if he kept at his regular pace. Still, as he walked, his smile had shifted to form something of a scowl while he moved through the paths of the village before him. Was this an omen? Rain on the day of this generation of Shinobi's graduation couldn't be a good sign. Although those kinds of things weren't much his forte.


Shinobi Academy, Konohagakure
Present Day, Daybreak
Interacting with: N/A



Seiichi arrived at the school relatively quicker than he'd expected. There weren't as many people in the way as was the usual case because of the rain. That helped to make the trip much simpler, if not a bit more lonely. He was quiet as he entered the academy, closing his umbrella and shaking the excess water off before continuing down the hall toward his classroom.And soon, he was there. He wasn’t the first, but having almost been once again overcome with the slight nerves as his mind ran laps around the ideas of omens and expectations, he opened his mouth only once to speak. "Good morning," he said to nobody in particular as he went to his seat. He didn't interact much further than that though, mostly just observing and waiting.
Zero and Zenoram

> > > Battle On Tenrou Island < < <
Phoenix Wing
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And if I forgot anyone I’m sorry!


Zero continued to watched as everyone else reacted to the dark mage who had plagued so many lives. He’d honestly never believed he would run into the infamous wizard, but he was. Lazarus seemed to be breaking down, and Amaya was filled with rage. Fear and anger surrounded him and the darkness felt suffocating for almost a moment. The Black Mage Zeref. He couldn’t be bothered with the mages before him. Zero hated that. Being looked down upon as if he were little more than a bug in the wake of his enemy. He was a goddamn Dragon Slayer! And yet, part of him had been afraid all the same. Part of him had judged others for trying to attack him head on as if that were an idiotic thing to do.

Yes, Zeref was powerful. In fact, he was more than that. Fighting him could result in death. But backing down could mean death regardless. Then all was still. He felt something on his back. He turned his head back, but nothing was there.

”I’ve never seen you like this.”

All of a sudden, Zero felt a calm wave wash over him. Zenoram’s voice was all he needed.

”Sorry for worrying you. He thought before glancing around as the others around him. He smirked. Everyone had their own shit to deal with it seemed. And yet they were all here. Together. It was something he never could have imagined in his wildest dreams. He remembered scoffing at the thought when Hemlock would tell him stories and teach him about the society he’d hated for so long. The society he still hated, but had at least found a reason to remain in after Hemlock’s death.

”Listen to your boy toy Amaya.” He finally said with a chuckle, feeling a little more like himself. ”You keep going on like that and you’re gonna start sounding like me,” he added confidently as he began to release his magic. He’d been lucky to snap out of his stupor. The tension had broken and torrent of attacks would soon be coming their way. Many could fend for themselves, and those that couldn’t would have all the help they needed. But he couldn’t just stand by and let everyone else do all the work. He was a Dragon Slayer. More than that, he was a Phoenix Wing Mage. And whether he liked it or not, that meant something dammit.

“Dragon Slayer Secret Art!” Zero signaled his attack as his magic began to pour out of him. Poison enveloped his hands. It flowed wildly around as he used it all to create a vortext around himself. It acted as a barrier against the incoming constructs of darkness much to his satisfaction, absorbing them into the spiraling poison. “Amethyst Wisteria:” He continued as he focused on controlling his magic and poison. Zero had always been careful about how and when he used his secret outs. They were far more destructive than he could possibly control, but he was sure anyone of his allies could reasonably keep themselves or each other safe.

”Come on… Come ooooon! He thought desperately. He knew something was coming. A moment he could use to his advantage. He didn’t know how, he just knew.

”Now!” Zenoram’s voice pushed him forward once more as a flash of light enveloped the area.

”Poison Dragon’s Drill!” The dragon slayer roared as he directed the spiraling, drill-like mass of poison towards Zeref. It had admittedly obstructed his view, and the light hadn’t helped, but he didn’t need to see to find his target. It was Zeref after all. And he trusted in Zenoram’s judgement more than anything. He knew this was the right moment. And there was no turning back. There was no biding their time. This was it. To put anything but this much forth would be a waste of his and his allies’ lives.
Tamarr Ruzunn wasn't much the troublemaker within the confines of the prison. Was he prone to a small brawl here and there? Yes. But a man with a mysterious past would likely get a few questions. If that wasn't enough, it quickly became known upon his arrival to the prison that he'd been former Nova. That, coupled with the fact that he was clearly not a friend to the guards, meant he was alone. So, he kepted to himself, choosing not to approach or fight anyone he didn't need to. Those who chose to come for him would quickly find that to have been quite a mistake as he'd put them down easily. He was used to dealing with all sorts after all.

Still, what was going on in the prison... This... This was somethign out of a nightmare that would have left him speechless, save for the one phrase that could apply to just about any out of the ordinary occurrence.

"What the fuck?"

What was going on? Zeon was under attack, but it was one of the most secretive, high security, space fortresses currently under the care of the Nova Corps. So, what the hell was going on? "Hey! Guard! Guard!" He tried to call out from his cell before the explosion and the power disturbance. It didn't matter though. All hell was breaking look and he was gonna have to fend for himself if he wanted to survive. At least, that's what he thought when the crystal came to him.

"Well, that's new." He commented a slight hint of surprise buried under the more serious demeanor kept under the circumstances. It was almost as though he were saying, 'yeah, this might as well happen' as he charged out of his cell. He was immediately met with a few of his neighbors, who didn't seem to grasp the severity of the situation.

"Tamarr Ruzunn... You son of a-"

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to stop you right there. I'd love to sit and gab with your ugly mug Clicky, but look around. There's some bad juju going on and we've gotta either contact the Nova Corps or just try to get out."

"That's Klintikaz, maggot." The larger humanoid alien sneered, completely disregarding the brunt of Tamarr's warning.

"Looks like we're doing this." Tamarr responded charging forward. He watched carefully as the brute swung wide with his right arm. That was a feint. He quickly followed with a left straight, but Tamarr was prepared. He swiftly pivoted, moving out of the way in order to counter with a few well placed, powerful blows to the wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints of the big man. He roared in pain, his lackeys shocked. Normally, Tamarr would play along. Didn't wanna draw attention. Also didn't wanna give the guards a reason to think he was anything than a normal prisoner. But right now, not of that mattered.

"You little!" Klintikaz raised his right arm to swing down, but Tamarr was ready. He had faced bigger opponents. He turned his back to the man as he reached up to grab his wrist and used the momentum to swing the larger male over his head and directly into the ground.

"If I were you, I'd take him and get the hell out of here." Tamarr warned the grunts before charging past the scared shitless fools. He had been meant to follow the crystal, but there was something he needed first. "Can you relay a message?" He asked quickly. He didn't wait for a response though. "I'm going to message and warn Nova Prime. This is big news and I may be able to override some of the passcodes. Then, I need to get to the armory. I have a weapon there that'll be essential to anything going on." He added hoping he was right and the crystal could do so.

And like that he was on to the primary control room. It wouldn't be hard to find. And if he was lucky, he would find exactly what he needed. Until then, he had to work hard to avoid whatever the hell was about to bring this ship down.
Okay, so I’m going to go through this as Grey and I did for each character.

Now first and foremost, each character would need a reason to be in the Vongola. Why did they choose Cyril over other branch mafia families. Why Kurune when she is essentially a civvie. And why is Ari with them? Why does she know about mafia stuff? In the cases of Kurune and Cyril we could easily work out relationships with Yoshi that would serve this purpose.

More individually:
Kurune(@Kyouki) - Essentially, I like Kurune’s aesthetic. She is a good character with a lot of potential. Still, I have a few questions. How does her weaponry and skills play into her overall character? She seems to be fit for espionage or something not directly melee. I think in this case it may be necessary to focus her up a little bit. She was a civilian before, essentially just a normal person, so this is especially important. You can always enhance her skill set and equipment a little later. For instance, mist doesn’t feel like it plays a big a role in her character as it should. It doesn’t seem to compliment her character. We could also use a bit more clarification on the application of her skills, abilities, or weaponry, why she chose to focus on those, etc.

Cyril(@Ambra) - Cyril is pretty much okay and there isn’t anything inherently off about him other than the redundant weaponry. He has a Kusarigama. He doesn’t really need the chain/knife at this point. I mean if you wanna just keep the knife as a side weapon, it could work. We also need to work more on his relationship (as well has his famiglia’s) to the Vongola as a whole, not just Yoshi. We can try to work on that together if you draw a blank, I’ve already brainstormed simple stuff.

Ari - For Ari, the biggest thing is essentially the why she would be brought in as a combatant and member when she isn’t a guardian. She should fit a bit more naturally into the group. Her character might benefit from a bit of focusing up in the combat department as well. You don’t necessarily need to remove anything depending on what changes you may make to her. There is a lot of freedom that comes with her because she is more a side character.
Side note: Ambra… Is like Ari trying to be like Yoshi with them there gauntlets fam?? Cause he was reppin that first. Lol she cute tryin to get on his good side tho xD

Mist - I’m sure I don’t need to write this, but I will anyway. I’m trusting you guys not to abuse the power of mist. Apart from that, there seems to be a bit of overlap between Kurune and Ari. I feel that after looking them over and a little editing they could be a bit better differentiated. By the end, it should be clear why Kurune’s skills or talent would have her chosen as the Mist guardian.
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