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Bits of rock tumbled onto Timothy's back as he tried to pull himself out of the wall. But it was of no use. He was stuck in good. He couldn't see much besides the ruined wall in front of him, but he could hear plenty of voices. Orders barked, murmurs buzzing, shouts of shock at what happened, and a few snickers and laughs. That was the worst part. Everyone could see what happened. He had just made a fool of himself once again. And he couldn't run away from this one. Not yet, anyway. He was going to have to answer to someone about this.

As if fate was reading his thoughts, he heard a voice bark angrily from around the corner, "WHO DID IT? I want to SEE THEM! I want to TEAR THEM APART! I will make them wish they'd never been BORN!" Timothy heard a high pinched whimper, only to realize a moment later it was coming from himself. He heard muttering and footsteps, and someone walk up to his left side, where he couldn't see them. "Soooo," the voice growled, "You're the stupid oaf who charged RIGHT INTO MY POLICE STATION?"

Timothy gulped, his lower jaw quivering. "I-I'm sorryyyyyyyy." he cried, then he began spilling words out of his mouth. "I was being chased and I didn't know what to do and there was this mean pokemon who hurt me and all I wanted to do was find some way to make a better pokemon of myself and this is how it ended up and I I mean this stuff always happens to me it's just not fair why does this always happen to meeee-ee-eeeee?"

Voices from behind him began whispering to each other. The hostile voice from before spoke again, this time softer and circling behind him. "Oh, Arceus, it's a crybaby too. Listen, you stupid oaf." Timothy felt something fuzzy and clawed jab into his rump. "I don't care what your excuse is. Nobody. Does. This. Crap. To. My. Police. Station." With each of those last words Timothy felt a set of claws strike at his right side. Out of the corner of his eye, a black nose appeared followed by a muzzle of cream colored fur. "I doubt you have the money to pay for the damages, but I'll ask anyway."An eye came forward to stare into Timothy's eye. "Prior to cost calculation, I estimate the damage to at least be 4,000 Poke, and that's a generous rounding. Do you have the money?"

Timothy's eye watered as he began to spill more words "No I was just sent out into the world by my parents with little more than food I've got nothing in the way of money right now I can't pay for anything it's just not f-OW!" He was stopped short by a swat to the face.

"Then I'm afraid you'll be spending a good chunk of time behind bars, at least, what bars we have left..." The Arcanine to whom the voice belonged to growled, sending a puff of flame into Timothy's eye. Timothy cried and shook his head to pull away from the flame, accidentally freeing himself from the wall. "Now come with me or we can do this the hard way."
I've been working on something, but I'm not quite sure where to go with it from here. I kind of want to use Quago to get Timothy out of the pickle he's in, but first, if you hear a loud "CRASH" outside, you're naturally going to react to it, and as such, I'm kind of waiting on Rabbit's post... I also have no idea what kind of influence Quago may have on the sergeant. It's a different universe from our own, so obviously we can play by different rules in this rp...

I guess I could post what I have so far, if that helps. The Sergeant's interaction with Timothy turned out pretty good, IMO. It's fun writing what the Rhyhorn says.

Edit: Posted it.
This interaction between Sergeant Arcanine and Timothy is going to be fun to write. I'm about to watch a movie but when that's done I'll take a crack at it.

Also, I have nothing planned with that Houndoom from a while back. Folks are free to do what they want with him. He could be part of the police, a self made vigilante, or even just a common thug. Tried to leave it pretty open ended in that regard.
Isra's a Pancham. Small and adorable looking, but she seems fierce. Timothy is a Rhyhorn. Big and scary looking, but very fragile at heart. The two are interesting opposites, so I thought I'd have one of them... er... run into the other.
Timothy cautiously walked down the streets of Sunny Town, all too wary of the suspicious gazes fixed on him. His good eye searched every which way in case he spotted danger. His breath was shaky and he just wished people would treat him with indifference.

"Hey, you! What business do you have in our town?" a voice behind him barked.

Timothy, startled, turned around to see a very menacing looking Houndoom with its teeth bared. The Rhyhorn let out a faint "eep" as he backed away in fear, accidentally crushing a table and two chairs outside a café. He heard an angry yell from inside the café, and with his head lowered in shame, took a few steps forward. The Houndoom mistook the lowered head as a preparation to charge, and sent smoke out his nostrils. "So that's how you want it, eh? I don't care if you're a rock type, I'll rip you apart!"

The Houndoom circled around to Timothy's left side—the side with the bad eye—with incredible speed and leapt onto his back, sinking his teeth into Timothy's side. Timothy let out a deep scream. "OW! OW! OWOWOWOWOW! OW!" he cried on and on as he bounded around the streets, shaking wildly, trying to get the Houndoom off his back. In the process, he destroyed fences, gardens, and stepped on a tail or three. Eventually, he managed to shake the Houndoom off his back, and into someone's window. Not wanting to stick around, he hurried back onto the road and bounded down it, turning at every intersection to make sure he lost his pursuer. In the process, he acquired two new pursuers, a pair of Growlithes, who, while they weren't as fast as the Houndoom, were just as determined to catch him. "Leave me alooooooooooone!" he cried desperately as he ran. Turning another corner in the road, he suddenly found himself rapidly approaching a big, stone building. He tried skidding to a halt, but to no avail, as his horn wedged itself deep in the wall of the police station.
Name: Timothy
Gender: Male
Species: Rhyhorn
Ability: Rock Head
Starting Level: 20
Starting Moveset: Horn Attack, Stomp, Scary Face
Appearance: Really big and muscular, even for a Rhyhorn. Large scar covering left eye, which is non functional.
Personality: Despite his fierce appearance, he's extremely timid, shy, and easily terrified. Far stronger than he realizes, and often causes damage to pokemon or property despite trying his best not to. He's also a very gentle heart who cares tremendously about the well being of pokemon he likes, but has an extremely low self esteem.
Brief History: Timothy was the oddball in his family, no question about that, His family was a very competitive one, his father a renowned wrestler and his mother an even more renowned wrestler. He's the youngest of five, and all his other siblings grew up to become heroes, or fighters. But not Timothy. The prospect of heading out into the vast world alone terrified him, and as such, he just stayed home, smelling flowers. His parents tried to console him, but to no avail, and eventually resorted to kicking him out until he came back a real 'mon. Confused and lost, he wandered. Wandered until he found Willow.
I was on a trip to the west coast for a bit there. Heh. Probably should have said something about that.

I'll also be a bit busy this weekend too. And I just got back from aforementioned trip, so I'm a bit tired for writing a CS. But yeah, I do have a question or two.

Since I'm joining mid rp, are we to assume my character is the new hire, or would they have always been kinda there?

Okay, that was just one question. kthxbai
Alright, so if I'm not mistaken, I can claim Latios, correct?
Still awaiting an answer regarding Reshiram.
I didn't see Reshiram on the list of higher legendaries, but I did notice every box legendary outside of 5th gen was on there, which is why I'm asking.

Also yes, that was me. I remember you.
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