Eklispe

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

_{@PlatinumSkink@Joshua Tamashii}

It seemed he wasn't the only one who didn't know what was going on. However the other two parties seemed to be rather sure that they did, while Dawkin was confident that they didn't from what he'd heard so far. At around

That is highly violent of you. We really need those Pokémon. Speaking of violent solutions, if I just defeat you and capture you, I figure I could make your men hand over the Pokémon in exchange for that I don’t hand you over to the authorities?

He'd made a decision. Dawkin stepped out from behind the Miltank with his hands held palm upwards in a basic gesture of peace. "Hey! I think that's about far enough. It's pretty clear to me that both of you are blaming the other for things that aren't their fault. Leila didn't know about what happened at Play Park and Kristy didn't know about the surge in illegal activity regarding ancient pokemon."

Although perhaps he wasn't exactly on a first name basis with these people, he couldn't exactly call them lady A and lady B now could? "I think if you both put your brains together rather than butting heads you'd be able to figure out what's going on. I've already run into both Team Amethyst and Team Virtue and I've barely made it through two routes. Don't you think that it may be more likely it has something to do with them then two reputable public leaders?" Dawkin hoped they would at consider what he said, even though he could be entirely wrong, and really didn't have much of a place in this conversation.

Still, he felt like he couldn't let this clash go on without saying something. Hopefully they understood his good intentions and didn't simply take him out, because Dawkin was entirely confident that the two Pokemon on the field right now could easily defeat his small team without suffering a scratch.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x4 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote
x1 Moon Stone

Pokédollars: 5545p.

Pokémon

Aron

100%

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 11
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt, Metal Claw
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

100%

Gender: Female
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 9
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport, Mud Shot
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Pichu

100%

Gender: Male
Type: Electric
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 9
Moves: Thundershock, Charm, Tail Whip
Ability: Static, may paralyze other Pokémon on contact.
Held Item: Dragon Scale.

Pokémon: Start

Posting today after I get home from work.

Yu-Gi-Oh!: Harmonia United

From what I gather we need @MidKnights@King Cosmos@ThePlumbum to post yes?

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Sofia Stien - Jacks Headquarters

Sofia listened. She was to... Dispose of them. Sofia closed her eyes and breathed out slowly. Let it all fade away. Let the whole world fade away. Jason's hand slipped through her. For a tranquil moment there was nothing to feel. Nothing to hear. Nothing to be scared of, or confused about. Nothing at all. She opened her eyes again and the world came rushing back again, painfully fast and real. But she could disassociate from it now. Feel events happening from an emotional barricade. Make them go away. And go to her room. Simple. Sofia walked towards the two objects carefully, only faltering at the last step as she knelt down to touch them. Just objects that needed to go away. And they did. Faded through the floor, out of sight out of mind, just like they should be. Sofia only wobbled a little when she stood up. "I'm going to my room now." she said calmly, not letting her thoughts show in her voice and she began doing just that. Not thinking about how Broker could disable her power at any time. Not thinking about how if she wanted to leave she would be another liability and vanish just like the other Whimsy, unable to use her power. Not thinking about anything.

Mana-Script Academy: Alteration

Samson Tristoff

Samson frowned at the curt dismal he'd received. Well it didn't matter, the bus had arrived as signaled by the loud horn and person talking, so as long as-

*BANG*

...

He had a feeling whoever was doing that would cause him no lack of irritation in the future. He would simply have to do his best to avoid them, which would be easier once they weren't all herded into the exact same spot. Rather than rushing onto the bus for prime seating, as was inevitable, Samson simply waited for the others to board. He had no intention of shoving and pushing against others when he had no preference for his seat and could just wait regardless. Samson would likely be last to board the bus unless some student had a fanatical obsession with being last or the staff member planned on waiting and would simply take whatever seat was available.

Mana-Script Academy: Alteration

Samson Tristoff

_{@Genni@TheHangedMan@Duoya}

Discussion rose all around him, breaking like water. But it was somewhat interesting at least. If his ears and general sense of what was going on did not fail him there was a student who's body consisted of wasps. Samson wondered what that was like. Could see through hundreds of eyes and feel through hundreds of bodies? It would certainly be something incomparable to any human experience. Suddenly a bang rang out across the assembled students, drawing the eyes of many and a flurry of discussion. Samson twitched irritably and adjusted his dress clothes slightly before he turned to the source: his blurry vision informing him of nothing, but his red eyes probably uncanny to look into all the same. Although compared to a human made of wasps, perhaps not so uncanny. "Would you mind keeping the disruptive noises such as that down please, such noises can be rather distressing, especially when unexpected. And given the situation, it's likely best to wait for a staff member from the academy rather than causing a ruckus. " Samson said in the general direction of Temper before closing his eyes and returning to his pseudo-meditation, or perhaps attempts to sleep as it would look to anyone observing him.

Yu-Gi-Oh!: Harmonia United

Lance Ristoff: Light Dorm #1 Student_{and friends}

"A quick response using the enemies field against him resulting in a massive direct hit. Two merciless machines flay a fish and fire offensively." Lance said thoughtfully as the next turn progressed. It was really unfortunate for Wataru that his opponent shared his attribute, and thus the benefits of his field. Next turn was when it really kicked off though. "A swift series of destructions and protections, the failed effort perhaps not so failed after all, resulting in a frightening fanged fish flying from fishy friends to fight ferociously." Lance observed, spitting off rapid fire alliteration with little trouble at all, merely resulting in an eye roll from Akane.

"Interesting, thought his initial ploy failed, it was merely the first step of a plan to bring out an even more powerful monster, regardless of its success. A most effective two pronged play." Akane said as she scribbled something down in her notebook.

"Yet there is no defeat in Izumi's eyes, do I sense a turn around? Oh! The enemy field cleared and a amoury's worth of arsenal is brought to the field to attack directly to finish off Wataru who has no cards left to play!" Lance said dramatically as the resulting explosion drained Wataru of his remaining Life Points.

Gaku let out a resounding cheer as Izumi finished off her opponent, "YEAH IZUMI YOU REALLY SHOWED HIM THE POWER OF YOUTH!" Not that Izumi and him really fell into the same level of 'youth', but that didn't seem to be stopping him.

Mana-Script Academy: Alteration

Samson Tristoff

Samson looked at the platform in one of the moments of clarity he was blessed with and carefully made his way onto the platform without bumping into anyone, an easy feat considering most people moved out of his way, for one reason or another. Having established a location to wait, unfortunately near a seemingly somewhat excitable bunch, Samson ran his fingers over the letter he'd received. Manascript Academy. A place where he would be free to develop and understand his Alteration. Helpfully enough, the letter had been in braille and plain English. More and more conversations were breaking out as people got to know each other. For the time being, Samson simply stood staring ahead and waiting for whatever was supposed to pick them up to arrive. He knew nobody here and had no particular interest in getting to at the moment.

Mana-Script Academy: Alteration

Samson Tristoff

Name: Samson Tristoff

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Nationality: American

Alteration: Light Manipulation. Samson's Alteration gives him the ability to interact with light in a variety of ways. Most relevantly, that he can control it as well as use it as a pseudo-replacement for his faulty vision. (Due to Samson's Albinism he can essentially only see vague blurs at best without any sort of vision enhancement) with some complications. Samson's control over his Alteration is primitive, due to family issues. His affinity for light enables him to filter light in way that allows him to see normally. Furthermore, he usually has a general sense of his surroundings regardless of his vision due to having a sense for where the light is, like a strange sort of echolocation. In addition, he can manipulate light in a more general sense, such as creating blinding bursts of light or blocking it from entering an area.

Downside: Samson has not spent much time using his Alteration, thus can only use it crudely. His general use of his ability is limited to short bursts, that are also draining on Samson's Alteration 'battery' so to speak, meaning that an overuse of his abilities will render him unable to them until he recharges. In the same vein his ability to multi-task his powers use is limited and he can usually only do one thing at a time. Naturally being in sunlight causes his battery to recharge faster. Overusing is also likely to cause migraines, make him temporarily degrade his vision(or permanently if overused excessively) and sometimes cause light to behave erratically around him. Finally, as one might imagine, his Alteration is nigh entirely useless depending on the light level.

Rarity: Special

Preferred Classes: Physical Education, Art

Personality: Samson is a rather interesting person with a few conflicting traits grown out of a somewhat hardship filled life. His self-esteem is low but he works harder than anyone to achieve want he wants. Too much attention makes him uncomfortable though he can enjoy spending time being near other people. He tends to care for and put others before himself, even, or perhaps especially, when it comes to minor things. Samson would never start a fight without reason, but he is sure to hold his ground if forced into a corner. He is exceedingly polite and treats everyone with respect. He hates being pitied for his albinism, is proud of his ability to be self-sufficient, and rarely expects, or wants help from other people. He spends a great deal of time in silence and enjoys peaceful activities, like reading(braille), meditation, or writing: as well as more vigorous physical activity, given that he is in shape and plans to stay that way. Pet peeves not being called by his full name, entitled people, and those are dismal towards others. Basically anything he perceives as a lack of respect. If you couldn't tell, he takes himself very seriously.


Appearance: First and foremost, Samson suffers from Albinism, which results in his skin and hair being pale and his eyes being a vivid shade of red. His hair is long and falls to about mid-back in a single sheaf, is carefully taken care of, and smoothed back such that it doesn't obscure his face or ears. He tends to dress neatly and/or simply, such as in black dress pants and shirt; or a simple pair of sweats and a plain t-shirt. A characteristic that helps him stand out in a crowd even more, is that he stands at just shy of six feet tall and is muscled such that it's obvious he works out or does some sort of sport. His torso region bears some scars but those are unlikely to be seen by anyone.

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Mana-Script Academy: Alteration

Samson Tristoff

Name: Samson Tristoff

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Nationality: American

Alteration: Light Manipulation. Samson's Alteration gives him the ability to interact with light in a variety of ways. Most relevantly, that he can control it as well as use it as a pseudo-replacement for his faulty vision. (Due to Samson's Albinism he can essentially only see blurs without any sort of vision enhancement) with some complications. Samson's control over his Alteration is primitive, due to family issues. His affinity for light enables him to filter light in way that allows him to see normally. Furthermore, he usually has a general sense of his surroundings regardless of his vision due to having a sense for where the light is, like a strange sort of echolocation. In addition, he can manipulate light in a more general sense, such as creating blinding bursts of light or blocking it from entering an area.

Downside: Samson has not spent much time using his Alteration, thus can only use it crudely. His general use of his ability is limited to short bursts, that are also draining on Samson's Alteration 'battery' so to speak, meaning that an overuse of his abilities will render him unable to them until he recharges. In the same vein his ability to multi-task his powers use is limited and he can usually only do one thing at a time. Naturally being in sunlight causes his battery to recharge faster. Overusing is also likely to cause migraines, make him temporarily degrade his vision(or permanently if overused excessively) and sometimes cause light to behave erratically around him. Finally, as one might imagine, his Alteration is nigh entirely useless depending on the light level.

Rarity: Special

Preferred Classes: Physical Education, Art

Personality: Samson is a rather interesting person with a few conflicting traits grown out of a somewhat hardship filled life. His self-esteem is low but he works harder than anyone to achieve want he wants. Too much attention makes him uncomfortable though he can enjoy spending time being near other people. He tends to care for and put others before himself, even, or perhaps especially, when it comes to minor things. Samson would never start a fight without reason, but he is sure to hold his ground if forced into a corner. He is exceedingly polite and treats everyone with respect. He hates being pitied for his albinism, is proud of his ability to be self-sufficient, and rarely expects, or wants help from other people. He spends a great deal of time in silence and enjoys peaceful activities, like reading(braille), meditation, or writing: as well as more vigorous physical activity, given that he is in shape and plans to stay that way. Pet peeves not being called by his full name, entitled people, and those are dismal towards others. Basically anything he perceives as a lack of respect. If you couldn't tell, he takes himself very seriously.


Appearance: First and foremost, Samson suffers from Albinism, which results in his skin and hair being pale and his eyes being a vivid shade of red. His hair is long and falls to about mid-back in a single sheaf, is carefully taken care of, and smoothed back such that it doesn't obscure his face or ears. He tends to dress neatly and/or simply, such as in black dress pants and shirt; or a simple pair of sweats and a plain t-shirt. A characteristic that helps him stand out in a crowd even more, is that he stands at just shy of six feet tall and is muscled such that it's obvious he works out or does some sort of sport. His torso region bears some scars but those are unlikely to be seen by anyone.

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