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The Gladiators of Arlen

I'm working on a post. Kailea's venting a bit.

Also @CollectorOfMyst you never told me what I won!

Shattered Reflections - A Pokemon RP (OPEN FOR APPLICATION)

For as small a town as Pallet, there were entirely too many people milling about for Rhode’s liking.

Crowds were easy for someone to hide in, or disappear quickly into. While that was an advantage for all involved, it tended to be lessened somewhat when he was worrying about every soul present, and he was the only thing they had to concern themselves with. At least he knew what he was looking for. Shame they’d been the ones to teach him their own little tricks though. He grinned to himself despite the seriousness of it all. His gran would have smacked him over his head until he was blind, deaf, and dumb if she’d have caught him thinking having a price on his head by the Kurowasa clan was funny in the least. She’d near enough done just that before they’d arranged for him to take the P.T.A.E. and got him out of Fuchsia.

“Char char char…” Kye pawed at the top of Rhode’s head, shaking him out of his thoughts and turning his attention to the charmander perched atop his shoulders. The fire-type gave him a huff and pointed out to where a few of the other initiate trainers were gathering and chatting amongst themselves.

“Yeah, buddy. I saw them.” Rhode gave his pokemon’s leg a reassuring pat, before starting to walk the opposite direction, looking back through the crowd again. Security was supposed to be tight at this thing, but with so many people he doubted the rent-a-rangers would be able to make sure that nothing at all got through-

“CHAR.” Kye barked into his ear, before the previous gentle pawing at his hair became a cuff across his scalp.

“OW! Ungrateful lizard! That hurt!” Rhode rubbed his head and scowled back at his pokemon, ”I’m the one carrying you around and this is the thanks I get? Most trainers keep their ‘mon locked in their balls, and I’m starting to think they’ve got the right idea!”

Kye stared back impassively, save for the way one of his heavy scaled brows twitched upward in a disbelieving look. Kye couldn’t speak any more than any other pokemon, but Rhode swore the charmander’s lineage was tainted with some psychic-type. Especially when the look he gave Rhode was nearly screaming “Gran told you to make better friends”.

“Since when did you start listening to her more than me?” Rhode grumbled irritably at him, as several pairs of raised eyebrows turned to look at him from the crowd. Rhode ducked his head a little and stepped away from the curious stares of the on-lookers. No doubt by now the lot of them had heard from the proctor’s notes that the instructor’s thought he was half-mad, and he didn’t feel the need to confirm their suspicions just yet. Even if his pokemon was getting a bit big for his scales.

“Hateful beast.” Rhode huffed, steering himself reluctantly toward where the other trainers had all started to gather, while Kye gave him a rather pleased look that plainly said “Someone has to look out for you”.

Rhode had seen some of them during the P.T.A.E. though he’d never actually had the chance to speak with any of them. Hadn’t been allowed to prevent cheating during the written exams, or to give an applicant any unfair advantage. The one dressed like a soldier he remembered right off, since his own Grandad held himself much like the young man. Though the quick glimpse then hadn’t been enough to spot the fact he was plainly missing an arm. The girl though was new, as was her companion, who was making every attempt to NOT look like the two were physically attached to one another. She was richly dressed for the occasion though, compared to her…Rhode was going to guess either nursemaid or bodyguard. The Kurowasa had been helpful in teaching him how to spot a mark from a mile away at least, as well as- There it was. She had at least one hidden knife on her, judging by the stiffness in some of the folds of her clothing. Kane and Seiko had been far better than he at spotting those sorts of things, but they’d taught Rhode just enough to ensure he was forever having to run to stay ahead of trouble, much to his grandparents’ chagrin. The last trainer-to-be seemed to have no such reservations about the crowd or her fellow trainers, and couldn’t have looked more out of place in the rural setting if she’d tried. He’d finally edged close enough to actually hear the blue blood in her as she spoke.

“Are you sure you can’t just let me wander quietly to the exit?” Rhode half-whined to his charmander, “I’d like to be out on the Route before nightfall you know.”

Another stern look was all the answer he got, as Rhode reluctantly trudged forward to the group. He felt somewhat underdressed next to all of them. His own pants were loose and made no attempt to even reach his ankles, and his hooded vest was fire touched thanks to his shoulder mounted companion’s tail hanging down his back. He still sported a few bandages wrapped around his torso, visible beneath the fabric, courtesy of the examination’s medical team. Rhode hesitated another moment and felt Kye grumble against him, before he finally rolled his eyes and sauntered up to the group with a resigned smile on his face.

“Well aren’t you a cheery lot?” Rhode quipped looking to each of his fellow trainers, “Ya know the exams are over right? No need t’look like any of the Proctors are gonna be yellin’ at ya for another couple of weeks.”

Rhode heard himself slip into the sloppy drawl he’d picked up on the streets of Fuchsia that drove his gran madder than a Tauros. Said he sounded like a criminal rather than the man they’d tried to raise him to be. But he didn’t know what any of these others were like, and he’d much rather give his future competition the wrong first impression if he could help it.

“Name’s Rhode, and this festering lump of scales-“ He jerked his thumb toward his charmander on his shoulders, “-is Kye.”

“Char!” Kye chirruped happily, twisting around to look at the pokemon around them.

Rhode tugged the fire-type off his shoulders and set him on the ground so he could creep toward the Nidoran and inspect the bristly looking pokemon for himself. Rhode watched for a moment to make sure Kye didn’t get too close and start trouble before the ceremony was even over, before looking back to the rest of the trainers.

“Any idea when they’ll get tired of keepin’ us penned up?” He asked the others brightly.

Shattered Reflections - A Pokemon RP (OPEN FOR APPLICATION)

Sorry guys, got sick as soon as I got home from vacation. I'm working on a post!

The Gladiators of Arlen

*steals barrel while people watch green flame*

The Gladiators of Arlen

Pfft. That's no fun. Sure it burns, but it's got no excitement.

You want some fun, mix up some Methanol and Disodium borate. That shit will summon Cthulhu.

The Gladiators of Arlen

"Your highness" is gender neutral in a pinch (hehehehe lol, but I was decidedly female at last inspection).

And I do what I want. I haven't burned the forum down....yet.

*evil grin*

The Gladiators of Arlen

I wondered when it came to the bit about his people. Had a bit of trouble with the grammar.

And I'm going to stop there before I paint "NERD" and larger across my forehead.

*goes back to setting things on fire*

The Gladiators of Arlen

Hee hee hee. Nice try. I use this language for Larping.

"Hear me now, Mother Ibis, Father Quill. I pray to you. I pray for the success of my task. I pray for the good entity of my people, and my kingdom. And. Please, most of all. no matter what happens to me. Keep my sister safe."

I would like my cookie now. @CollectorOfMyst

Shattered Reflections - A Pokemon RP (OPEN FOR APPLICATION)

Legal Name: Rhode Korbin Ahrens


Image of Reference:

Rhode

P.K.M.N Trainer Identity: Cadet (Yes, it's a color XD)


Current Rank: Novice

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Physical Description: Tall, lean and never without a grim stuck to his face, Rhode sports well defined, but not overly bulky muscle on his frame. With a preference for dark colored clothes that don't hamper his movement, Rhode is easy to pick out of a crowd thanks to the tribal Dragonair tattoo on his right arm.

Medical History:
Blood type- A neg
Height- 6'2"
Weight- 180lbs
Diseases- None
Injuries-

Age 10- Broken arm; fall
Age 12- 13 stitches over left eyebrow; encounter with fractious wild Pokemon
Age 13- Dislocated shoulder; laceration over right solar plexus; Wild Pokemon encounter
Age 15- Concussion
Age 19- Multiple stab wounds

History: Pokemon have been a part of Rhode's life since day one. Raised by his grandparents, and primary caretakers of the Safari Zone of Fuscia City, Dolan and Elsie Ahrens made sure his childhood was never dull. Frequent camping expeditions into the rough terrain to help his grandparents catch and treat Pokemon injured by careless trainers were a staple of his life. He learned to read thanks to his grandfather's books on Pokemon health and wellness, and spent his later years roaming the Safari Zone alone doing the work the his grandparents could no longer keep pace with, with an abandoned Charmander he dubbed "Kye" as his constant companion. Due to their work maintaining and restraining the wide variety of wild Pokemon at the edge of the city, the Ahrens' enjoyed a measure of peace from the Kurowasa clan for a great number of years, until attendance to the Safari Zone began to wane and bills began to pile higher.

Pleading and bargaining with the Kurowasa clan produced little results, and left the future of the Pokemon preserve in jeopardy. To make matters worse, the Clan started encroaching more and more on the Zone's land without any real force to stop them. Rhode took up with a few of their more frequent "visitors" and their illicit activities to help pay the bills, much to his grandparents' chagrin. The rigorous training and neat superhuman level of physical prowess suited Rhode well, as he quickly developed a knack for parkor and freerunning that let him better keep pace with the Pokemon around him.

However, an accident that left one of the Clan crippled left Rhode with a target drawn across his back. Unable to keep their grandson safe in Fuscia any longer, they sent him off to take his P.T.A.E. in the hopes that obtaining status as a trainer would help offer him some protection against the Clan. Meanwhile, Rhode is convinced if he and Kye can climb the ranks through the Pokemon League, they might have a shot at speaking with Koga to convince him to give them back their lives and the Safari Zone.

Rhode has little issue getting along with people and Pokemon alike, but wholeheartedly despises restriction and rules of any sort when the world he grew up with was so open. He couldn't care less about his own wellbeing when it comes to his Pokemon, and would rather take the blow himself than see his partners in pain.

Academic/Exam Proctor Report:

"While technically adept throughout the course of his examination, I have serious concerns administering a passing score. I would be remiss in my duties as a proctor for this exam to not bring to light the utterly reckless nature and lack of self-preservation demonstrated by Mr. Arhens. I understand most young men lack any fear of their own mortality, however, in all my years I have not witnessed such a reliance on sheer, dumb luck as I was privy to throughout the duration of his examination.

As a case in point, during the field trials, Mr. Ahrens thoughtlessly stepped in the path of a wild Pokemon's attack to prevent it from reaching his own assigned pokemon. Though he was able to complete the exam, he required treatment from the on staff medics.

Such blatant disregard for trainer safety, even his own personal safety, was not just a common theme during his exam, but highlighted during his mental evaluation as well. As I have been led to understand, his primary occupation prior to this test involved the rehabilitation of wild Pokemon. I have serious concerns that perhaps his previous experiences with Pokemon will leave him predisposed to take greater risks and be susceptible to injury without immediate aid."

-excerpt from Proctor Harris' notes

P.T.A.E. Raw Scores

Species Recognition: 96%
League Code: 60%
Wilderness Survival: 100%
Situation Recognition: 84%

Physical Aptitude: 8 out of 10
Reaction Time: 8 out of 10
Mental temperament: 5 out of 10 (see Proctor's notes)

Confirmation of starter Pokemon: Charmander, "Kye"

Shattered Reflections - A Pokemon RP (OPEN FOR APPLICATION)

Sure! Ill work up a character sheet here in a day or so!