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Pokemon Roleplay of some sort?

Hello all! I have been out of the roleplay community for a very long time and find myself with some free time these days. Would love to work my way back into it all with one of my favorite most classic fandoms, Pokemon.

A bit about me - I've been an RPer since I was like 12 and that was over 14 years ago so I'm old. I would only like to roleplay with other people 18+ as sometimes scenes get graphic or bloody or scary. I enjoy all sorts of genres of writing and include elements of horror, romance, humor and drama in my RPs. I don't shy away from smut but that isn't the target of most of my roleplays. I identify as non-binary but present as masculine so I like to play both male and female characters and often enjoy creating a "cast" to draw from as secondary/background characters. I only play OC characters and tend to stick to AU Universe style roleplays where main characters from the media never will and currently do not exist.

I have a few plot ideas but I'm super open, I'm also open to a Naruto x Pokemon crossover roleplay listed below. Hope to hear from y'all!

A Classic Journey

At 18 one is expected to move out of their parent's house, often to travel and explore the world through their own eyes. Our characters would begin our Pokemon journey in any of the already established regions from any situation we cook up. This idea would be the classic Pokemon journey. I think I'd like to play a coordinator of sorts? So many ideas can come of this would love to create some OC stuff with people.

The Rotten World of Pokemon

This idea is a personal concept of mine. In this story there would be two factions we face - an evil polluting corrupt company and an eco-terrorist organization who both oppose each other. They harm the world and the people in it and we just want to stop the fighting. We will see which way the plot takes us and which group we lean into more. I imagine a darker version of Pokemon for this roleplay set in a world of excessive trash and waste.

Narutomon? Pokeshinobi?

One thousand years ago the entire world found itself in the midst of a chaotic war. Almost every inch of the globe was a battlefield with blood filling the rivers and staining the seas. In an attempt the quell the violence the Rikudo Sage separated the Jūbi into millions of tiny fragments and scattered this Chakra across the world mutating the natural world into the world of Pokemon. Believing the Natural order of the world would influence the people to peace. Instead the people influenced Nature towards war and turned these creatures now dubbed Pokemon into machines of war. Chakra infused monsters battle among the people on the world, living weapons.

Soul Eater: AID in the Witch Wars

That makes sense, I'm fine with it being a little slow I am a bit of a procrastinator.

So I was thinking of making my contract intertwine with someone else's possibly? Like lead us to the same location/suspect/etc. down the line. Anyone interested in that possibly? No? Maybe? Probably not? If so I'd be interested in working that out sometime in the future so the offer stands.

Soul Eater: AID in the Witch Wars

A haze of smoke choked Lincoln as he stumbled over roots and through thick branches, hardly managing to keep his footing while he clinged from tree to tree through unfamiliar woods. With each step his foot sank into ankle-deep mud threatening to steal his prized rhino leather boots from him. Somewhere nearby the a volley of cannon fire shook the few remaining rust-colored leaves from their branches to the ground. Disoriented Lincoln continued to stumble forward, towards the sound of the cannons, unsure of what could be ahead. With the forest quiet after the cannon barrage a soft whimpering now caught his attention. Frantically he thrashed through the branches and brush towards the sounds of distress. Lincoln stumbled into a clearing where no leaved had fallen with a small figure sat in the center making muffled moaning sounds. The thing looked much like a child but with long dirtied hair which looked dark and stringy in the haze around them. The child itself was covered in a thick crust of something which appeared to be mud or blood or a mixture of both. It's shoulders shuddered slightly with every moan that escaped it, the hair of Lincoln's neck stood up as he approached it cautiously.

Lincoln crouched beside the child and placed his hand on its small back where he could feel the scrawny thing's spine and ribs poke through. "Hey" Lincoln started off trying to coax a reply from the child which only continued to whimper.

"What's your name? Can you tell me where we are?" he asked, trying once more to get a response while attempting to sound as soothing as possible.

The thing stopped making the low moaning sounds and looked up at Lincoln with a pair of clear blue eyes smiling slightly at him with tears in it's eyes. Another volley of cannon fire could be heard in the distance, Lincoln snapped his head around and saw the faint black outline of a shell flying through the sky and arcing towards his location. A moment later the world exploded around him in a blaze of fire and earth. The face of the child burned into his mind as he hurdled through the air. Landing hard on a tangle of roots, he felt a mass of soil rain down across his back, stuffing his face into the mud making it impossible to breathe. Lincoln freed himself from a prison of mud leaving him covered from head to toe in it, splashing through shallow puddles of muddy water he found the remnants of the child at the center of the crater made by the explosion. Clawing his way towards the shredded form before him, Lincoln could feel dread weigh down his gut, the next thing he recalled was the faint sound of a song far off in the distance. It was a song he had heard a few times before but lost the exact name of. Whatever it was, slowly it pulled him from his dream.

Blinking himself awake he sat up from the table, wiping some drool from his face before he noticed a puddle had collected on the table before him. Ignoring it he turned his attention towards Anubis and listened to her little spiel before she threw a stack of jobs on the table. Everyone began nabbing them up like fiends, Lincoln pictured their hands like vultures swooping in for their next meal. Lincoln grabbed one of the remaining contracts and began inspecting it. "Hmm.. The Sack Man?" he muttered to himself as he read. The paper spoke of multiple accounts of a strange looking male suspect carrying an unnaturally large sack over his shoulders. The last known location of the suspect was somewhere in South America, a village Lincoln was unfamiliar with. "A being seen world-wide carrying a large sack apparently stealing children?" He began pondering the contract before him while tapping his thumbnail against his lips. "Kinda cliche isn't it? How could one guy get all over the world in such a short amount of time though?" The thought of one being having the ability to be seen across such vast distances in such short amount of time bothered Lincoln. This was definitely a contract he could find himself enjoying.

Leaning back on two legs of his chair while he sucked in air through his teeth, Lincoln continued speculating as he looked around at his comrades. Beside him a weapon/meister duo were babbling about something. Further down Abel was mumbling off about poison-based witches to himself. Lincoln pictured him sprawled across a stone floor, his face blued as he gasped for life with the imaginary poison spreading through his blood. A smirk cracked across Lincoln's face which he tried to conceal, although Abel was a massive inconvenience at times Lincoln didn't actually want him gone. Just not anywhere in his vicinity ever.

Lincoln turned his attention back to Anubis. "Yo, I'll take this one. The uhh.." he paused as he looked down at the contract before him before continuing "The Sack Man."

He leaned forward making the front two legs of the chair clack to the floor loudly before standing up and approaching Anubis, placing the contract before her to stamp. "As per usual, I won't be needing help." He joked as he handed the paper to her.

After a moment his typical grin faded and a more serious look stretched across his face, "By the way, how is Lord Death doing? I haven't seen him after the.. well you know. Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. Lincoln had always viewed Shinigami-sama as a grandfather figure, one who stood unopposed in power. Someone to look up to who could always be relied on. After the battle with the Kishin, Lincoln had heard Lord Death was severely weakened and was even almost defeated. The thought of Lord Death being gone filled Lincoln with fear, how would the world maintain any form of normalcy without him? He didn't think it would be possible.

Soul Eater: AID in the Witch Wars

Lincoln 'Linc' Caliber

Gender: Male.
Age: Nineteen.
Appearance: Linc is almost always seen wearing a thick black headband with strands of wispy silver-gray hair poking out over a pair of slits where pale brown eyes sit accompanied by a large roguish grin. A jacket or hoodie of some sort always with はくしょん (Hakushon 'lit. Achoo') stitched down the back. A plain or buttoned shirt in either white or a different shade of brown over a light gray undershirt with plain black slacks tucked neatly into a pair of ankle-high black combat boots.
Race/Species: Demon Weapon

Classification: Autonomous Weapons
Soul Colour & Traits: Pale Goldenrod - A bomb-shaped soul wearing a mischievous smirk, wrapped by a thick band across the forehead allowing a few wispy bits of what appears to be hair fan out above the thin eyes. A long fuse stems up from the top head which has been noted to shrink with his temper.
Weapon Form: Artillery (Cannon)

Abilities:

• Autonomous Weapon - Being such a powerful weapon type and displaying a load of prowess on his own, Lincoln is one of few Demon weapons who lack the need for a Meister nearby. By transforming his limbs into cannon barrels, Lincoln can unleash a chain of low powered blasts (typically blue or white in color) or alternatively he can charge up his attacks for more precise and destructive force (which radiates a golden glow similar to sunlight).
• Stationary Weapon - An uncommon trait in some weapons where they take the form of a completely stationary weapon when fully transformed. In Lincoln's case he takes the form of a "howitzer" type cannon which allows him to attack a target far away with a high level of destructive power. Meisters can empower his blasts to increase his range, accuracy and destructive force.
• Tough - Lincoln is tough. He's not the biggest or the strongest one but he is the last to give up and admit defeat. Call it whatever you'd like; determination, arrogance or old fashion grit but this boy lacks an off switch.

Weaknesses:

• Reload - Although Lincoln can fight for a long time and has a good amount of endurance, his abilities require him time to 'reload' his which leaves him quite vulnerable.
• Allergies - For some reason Lincoln constantly has a stuffy/runny nose, a slight cough and an occasional sneeze as if he is plagued with a constant sickness. Unable to figure out his exact allergy or how to medicate it, he is stuck constantly suffering. These symptoms appears to fade the more his bad temper shows.
• Flippant - Lacks the ability to be serious and direct his full attention to a task at hand. This often leaves him exposed or caught with his pants down.
• Foolish - Is known to be the type that will "take the bait" and allows himself to be provoked into bad situations.
• Volatile - Once Lincoln's fuse is ignited he becomes rash, arrogant and self-destructive. Anything that isn't with him entirely becomes another obstacle to blow through.
• Maverick - His unpredictable nature makes it difficult to work well with others, views himself as stronger and more capable alone.

Brief History: If you asked where Lincoln was born, he would tell you a large city beside a beautiful river sometime when the moon was out. How he knows this and whether it is the truth or not is unclear entirely. The first record of Lincoln that can be corroborated is the night he was found on the steps of the South Hilltop Orphanage, an ancient business run by an even more ancient older woman who Lincoln only recalls ever calling 'The Madam'. Lincoln and the other children were never allowed to leave the building at all, they were even schooled from within by the Madam herself. Without a solid peer group around him Lincoln became a withdrawn and quiet child, often found reading books about animals or the world around him. Occasionally the young silver haired boy bore the brunt of tormenting by a pair of older kids, brothers who would tell Lincoln they witnessed squirrels placing him on the stairs of the orphanage or that his mother and father were the same person and they were ashamed of the thing they made.

When Lincoln was ten, a group of ghouls invaded the orphanage at night with the intent to devour the helpless children inside. Young Lincoln had managed to grab a group of the younger children and hide them in a bathroom with himself. Unknown at the time, these ghouls tracked prey with the smell of fear and located the children. Fueled by fear and a will to protect the children, Lincoln's arm transformed into a small cannon. Using this new ability he managed to fend off the ghouls but found his newly discovered ability was too underdeveloped to kill them. The ghouls eventually overcame him and continued devouring the children before his eyes. Fighting tooth and nail Lincoln tried to save who he could until a nearby Meister arrived and dispatched the ghouls. The Meister was sickened by what he witnessed but found himself impressed with the sheer desire to fight within this child who displayed Demon Weapon traits. After contacting the DWMA, Lincoln was officially adopted by the academy where he created his own surname, Caliber. As he continued through the DWMA, he found it increasingly more difficult to find anyone to work with opting instead to fight by himself.

Allocated Contract:

The Sack Man - Lincoln is currently investigating alleged sightings from multiple regions of a man carrying a large black sack with some claims of children's cries emanating from the sack. Although most trails have gone cold, a recent lead from South America has Lincoln headed en route to a small mining village located along a river.

Soul Eater: AID in the Witch Wars

Okay I will post it in the character thingy and then start making my post I guess.

Are people still active though? Is it normally this slow?

Soul Eater: AID in the Witch Wars

Lincoln 'Linc' Caliber

Gender: Male.
Age: Nineteen.
Appearance: Linc is almost always seen wearing a thick black headband with strands of wispy silver-gray hair poking out over a pair of slits where pale brown eyes sit accompanied by a large roguish grin. A jacket or hoodie of some sort always with はくしょん (Hakushon 'lit. Achoo') stitched down the back. A plain or buttoned shirt in either white or a different shade of brown over a light gray undershirt with plain black slacks tucked neatly into a pair of ankle-high black combat boots.
Race/Species: Demon Weapon

Classification: Autonomous Weapons
Soul Colour & Traits: Pale Goldenrod - A bomb-shaped soul wearing a mischievous smirk, wrapped by a thick band across the forehead allowing a few wispy bits of what appears to be hair fan out above the thin eyes. A long fuse stems up from the top head which has been noted to shrink with his temper.
Weapon Form: Artillery (Cannon)

Abilities:

• Autonomous Weapon - Being such a powerful weapon type and displaying a load of prowess on his own, Lincoln is one of few Demon weapons who lack the need for a Meister nearby. By transforming his limbs into cannon barrels, Lincoln can unleash a chain of low powered blasts (typically blue or white in color) or alternatively he can charge up his attacks for more precise and destructive force (which radiates a golden glow similar to sunlight).
• Stationary Weapon - An uncommon trait in some weapons where they take the form of a completely stationary weapon when fully transformed. In Lincoln's case he takes the form of a "howitzer" type cannon which allows him to attack a target far away with a high level of destructive power. Meisters can empower his blasts to increase his range, accuracy and destructive force.
• Tough - Lincoln is tough. He's not the biggest or the strongest one but he is the last to give up and admit defeat. Call it whatever you'd like; determination, arrogance or old fashion grit but this boy lacks an off switch.

Weaknesses:

• Reload - Although Lincoln can fight for a long time and has a good amount of endurance, his abilities require him time to 'reload' his which leaves him quite vulnerable.
• Allergies - For some reason Lincoln constantly has a stuffy/runny nose, a slight cough and an occasional sneeze as if he is plagued with a constant sickness. Unable to figure out his exact allergy or how to medicate it, he is stuck constantly suffering. These symptoms appears to fade the more his bad temper shows.
• Flippant - Lacks the ability to be serious and direct his full attention to a task at hand. This often leaves him exposed or caught with his pants down.
• Foolish - Is known to be the type that will "take the bait" and allows himself to be provoked into bad situations.
• Volatile - Once Lincoln's fuse is ignited he becomes rash, arrogant and self-destructive. Anything that isn't with him entirely becomes another obstacle to blow through.
• Maverick - His unpredictable nature makes it difficult to work well with others, views himself as stronger and more capable alone.

Brief History: If you asked where Lincoln was born, he would tell you a large city beside a beautiful river sometime when the moon was out. How he knows this and whether it is the truth or not is unclear entirely. The first record of Lincoln that can be corroborated is the night he was found on the steps of the South Hilltop Orphanage, an ancient business run by an even more ancient older woman who Lincoln only recalls ever calling 'The Madam'. Lincoln and the other children were never allowed to leave the building at all, they were even schooled from within by the Madam herself. Without a solid peer group around him Lincoln became a withdrawn and quiet child, often found reading books about animals or the world around him. Occasionally the young silver haired boy bore the brunt of tormenting by a pair of older kids, brothers who would tell Lincoln they witnessed squirrels placing him on the stairs of the orphanage or that his mother and father were the same person and they were ashamed of the thing they made.

When Lincoln was ten, a group of ghouls invaded the orphanage at night with the intent to devour the helpless children inside. Young Lincoln had managed to grab a group of the younger children and hide them in a bathroom with himself. Unknown at the time, these ghouls tracked prey with the smell of fear and located the children. Fueled by fear and a will to protect the children, Lincoln's arm transformed into a small cannon. Using this new ability he managed to fend off the ghouls but found his newly discovered ability was too underdeveloped to kill them. The ghouls eventually overcame him and continued devouring the children before his eyes. Fighting tooth and nail Lincoln tried to save who he could until a nearby Meister arrived and dispatched the ghouls. The Meister was sickened by what he witnessed but found himself impressed with the sheer desire to fight within this child who displayed Demon Weapon traits. After contacting the DWMA, Lincoln was officially adopted by the academy where he created his own surname, Caliber. As he continued through the DWMA, he found it increasingly more difficult to find anyone to work with opting instead to fight by himself.

Allocated Contract:

The Sack Man - Lincoln is currently investigating alleged sightings from multiple regions of a man carrying a large black sack with some claims of children's cries emanating from the sack. Although most trails have gone cold, a recent lead from South America has Lincoln headed en route to a small mining village located along a river.

Soul Eater: AID in the Witch Wars

This looks pretty awesome, I saw you're looking for new people so I'd like to join possibly?

Looking at the gang now and I'm unsure what kind of character I'd like to use. Monster was my original idea but only if I can come up with something unique, Autonomous Weapon would also be another option or I might settle on a Meister/Weapon but I'll try to make it as unique as possible. So let me go to the drawing board and see what I come up with, count me as a hard maybe right now.