Savo

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

@Savo

Good luck with getting Lisette to travel with anyone but Kaleo and like it.

Also.

Hope he likes broken kneecaps.

Or you know, a thunderbolt to the face.

@Rune_Alchemist

I'm pretty sure the only one that's plausible is the latter, but even then, it should add on to his electrifying personality! She might even be shocked by what she sees.

Hell, maybe he might steal her thunder for trying to show off... or was it lightning.

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

I should probably have Perri interject and mess around with them... then try to recruit them both or something! After all, misery looooooooooves company!

Just need to get stuff finished on his parents backstory and such and he should be good to go!

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

He could always use sign language.

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

@deathbringer I should probably have my dude done before then; I just need to finish writing out some information about my charys parent, and the personality + background of Scyther.

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

One character only please!
Just out of curiosity what did you have in mind?

@deathbringer

Ah, darn. Was going to have a preppy looking kid and a flamboyant guy. One is the kid of two professional trainers who have groomed him so that he succeeds in battling and the journey ahead, whilst the other is a much older, over the top guy whose father was a dance/yoga instructor and mother is a business woman. One hasn't moved around a lot and has no idea what they want to do with their life, the other, well, was born in Kanto but moved around a lot due to his mothers profession and his plans mainly revolve around either being a scriptwriter, an author, or actor.

Will probably go with the flamboyant, annoying guy.

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

@deathbringer alright then, I'll get to work on some of my app today! But for the most part it won't be finished until sometime later in the week... probably most likely by tomorrow. Currently just working on spoofing up the app and how it looks; nothing too major, everything you put on there should be there.

Regardless, are you cool with us playing more than one character, or do you want us to play one character only?

[Closed]

Derick Palmer

╚══════════════╝

"Whadya' want?"

[ 19 | 6'1" | Half-British He/Him | 139.76lbs ]

[Apathy]

APPEARANCE

"... what, do I have somethin' on my face?"

Despite his height, Derick has the most unassuming presence out of anyone in town. Metaphorically speaking, if this was a game of hide and seek, he could win... just by standing there. He isn't very eye-catching to look at as he is what is known as "average." There's a perpetual sense of drowsiness written all over his face with drooping eyes and a penchant to yawn every now and then... yet, he has no bags under his eyes. Derick doesn't exactly try hid hardest to look happy or sociable - he mainly looks like he just wants to be left alone.

Derick is a bit soft-spoken and slurs a bit, but he has a surprisingly deep voice that would put most masculine males in the community to shame... heck, it's like someone decided to create a guy and slap random aesthetics onto him just for the hell of it. While he does have a bit of chub around his belly and a tinge around his face, he is strangely a lot lankier and thinner than one might presume at first, especially with the clothing he usually wears. While he does have a bit of muscle here or there, it isn't very prominent. However, he does have a "box-like" frame (which basically equates to if he stretched his arms out and stood straight for once, he could fit inside a large box).

For the most part, his body is fairly light; not to pale, not too tanned... he just has a fair skinned hue, nothing more, nothing less.

Derick's day to day clothing doesn't have much variety when you look at it... the only thing unique that he has is his tuxedo, but you don't see him walking around with that every day, no? His usual duds consist of hoodies, with the color ranging from the darkest of blue's to the lightest of cerulean's. Generally speaking, blue hoodies are the only types of hoodies he wears. Underneath, he just has a plain white t-shirt... unless it's his work clothes which basically boils down to a "Dane's Diner T-Shirt." His pant are a plain beige color and he alternates between wearing running shoes, hiking boots, or steel-toed boots. He also has a snake tattoo on his right arm, which stretches and swirls all the way down to his wrists.

His visage, for one, is fairly... painfully plain in appearance. There really isn't anything interesting about his face... unless you count having a slightly fat nostril for something out of the ordinary. Other than that, the size of his nose is regular all the way around for the rest of it all. His green eyes are often glazed, out of focus, and very dull to look at. The size of his ears are a regular, rounded shape with some shallow concavity... too bad that's hidden behind his bright red hair. He has pencil thin lips that are a bit dried out; always makes sure to keep chap-stick on him at all times. Along with that, his face is pretty rounded, save for a sharp, box shaped place known as his chin.

PSYCHOLOGY

"If you're gonna make me into a pet project, buzz off."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ For a guy who doesn't give two shits about much, he seems to have taken an interest in being a therapist... well, it's more like he used to have an interest; not so much any more in that, or any other subjects.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Keep looking forward and make the impossible possible; in the end, it's a waste to whine and bitch about something bad and feel there's nothing you can do about it. In the end, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, so reach out, and say screw you to life for dealing you any bad hands... welp, it's a shame that Derick end up becoming a hypocrite in the process... really, such a damn shame...

SECRETS ⫻ His secret? Well, he's dying, boom, cat's out of the bag, lets move on to the next question.

DESIRES ⫻ What he truly wants is to be someone else... anyone but him in his current situation would be better than what he's got right now, seriously... it just... sucks to be him in general.

SEXUALITY ⫻ He really hasn't given this much thought... though, if he had to say, Derick would be mostly pansexual... mostly. Leans a bit into some heterosexuality as well.

FEARS ⫻ Not being able to accomplish anything with his life. Honestly, he wants to make a profound impact on peoples lives, which is why he decided to try and work on becoming a therapist, namely physical therapy after being put out of commission for a few months when he was younger. however, Derick has a feeling that his fears will probably become reality, especially after a recent diagnosis...

REPUTATION ⫻ He really doesn't have much of a presence around Farmer's Hill as he used to... most people know who you're talking about, however, if you say "The Weirdo with a Stick." Most people joke that due to how frail he is, he carries it around for support or to protect himself... but that applies to people around his own age and younger. Most older folk know him for how he used to be sweet kid who works at his parents diner... but now, he's just a kid who works at his parents diner.

PET PEEVES ⫻ People chewing on their fingers... yes, it's pretty simple, but it annoys him to no end. Chewing on your nails? Gross and just annoying. Fingers? File your skin down if you're gettin' callouses or something, jesus! Pretty sure that's friggin' unsanitary too...

QUIRKS ⫻ Always seems to grab gum of any type... seriously, if you were to ask him if he had a pack of gum on him, he could probably pull five or more different types out of his pocket in an instant... that, and there's the fact that he always chewing on some gum, no matter what the situation.

Also, he refuses to look a person directly in the eyes; if he's talking to you, he'll usually be staring somewhere else, have his eyes closed, or back turned.

BACKSTORY

"I've got nothin' going for me, at least not anymore... so I guess there's some comfort in the past."

For all his life, Derick has lived in the quaint little town of Farmer Hill for as long as he has remembered... sure there were a few times where he traveled outside, but for now that honestly isn't important. His ma and pa were known for running a rather old timey family restaurant known as Dane's Diner... Derick can't exactly recall who set it up, his grandpa or great grandpa? Eh, doesn't really matter, it's just really, really old.

For the most part, he was given the same loving as most children around the area, but not enough to be coddled to the brink of being unable to fend for himself. Derick's life, for the most part, had its ups and downs but life was pretty boring around here... nothing too special if you just ignore the racist hicks around here. Was into sports, had a healthy relationship with parents, and budding friendships all around. Really, that peaceful, quaint life seems ideal, but it really did bore the hell out of Derick... So, he started getting into multiple things to keep him on his feet.

For starters, the first sign that he could start working at his family diner? He hopped at it... sure, he was young and the fact that all he did was hand out menus or distributed flyers from time to time wasn't that hard, but it left him with a sense of pride. Along with that, there was some competition about for a while... but then one day the diner across from them going out of business. His parents became a little more than ease at it; Derick never understood the impending paranoia.

When he was older, he got into some sports, but nothing too serious unless you count track and field - that really kept him on his feet. For the most part, he stood out a smidgen in high school, but nothing to warrant all around popularity. He had is clique, friends, had his eyes set on Grand Ridge Academy with the intent of being a physical therapist after taking a long ass time to recover from a car crash he got into with some friends late one night... he swears none of them were drinking at the time.

Anywho, I'm getting off subject. Aside from that little incident, life was good all around... well, almost all good for the most part. It wasn't until traveling outside of Montana one summer when he was sixteen that he felt his life was flipped upside down... and no, it wasn't being introduced to the "city life" that caused it. There was a little... incident during his vacation which left him acting strangely when he came back, both physically and mentally.

For starters, there was the fact that he began alienating some of his own friends, wishing himself to be left alone. While a few stayed behind with him, he drove away most of the people he had that could of possibly supported him. Further more, there were a few issues later on during his next year with the track team which caused him to quit the team... and then, during his final year, he carried around a stick - a walking stick to be precise. Earned him some teasing and a couple of malignant nicknames, and once, having his walking stick hidden from him and being tripped in the process without it... yeah, those weren't very good days...

With most of his vigor gone, he started caring less and less about a whole lotta' things, even going as far as to stay behind a year before attending Grand Ridge Academy. During this time, Derick suggested that he moved out to the dorms as opposed to staying in his old room at his parents place; said it would be a lot easier getting around and it would help him be a little more independent. While his parents did honor his ideas, he mostly did this to isolate himself from them.

After all, this for the best, isn't it?

SKILLS & TALENTS

"Meh, they're gonna go to waste... like someone else I know."

Artist ⫻ Derick has started sketching for as long as he has been studying diseases. While his main gist is that he can't properly draw people, animals, or landscapes, his knack seems to be on sketching out parts of the body and shading them in. Every muscle, tissue, joint, bone, organ, etc., will be hand-drawn and sketched in.

Diseases ⫻ He actually has had a high amount of interest in diseases ever since high school. He can name the mechanism behind most diseases, ranging from muscular dystrophy to spinocerebellar ataxia. However, diagnosing them is way, way, waaaay out of his league... at least, for right now...

Runner ⫻ Despite his looks, he strangely used to be a part of the track team back in high school and was a relatively good runner before he graduated. However, there as been a bit of a decline in his physical skills and he often doesn't do it that much since he often carries that stick of his around. However, from time to time he does do a bit of running, seemingly as if there was nothing wrong in the first place.

ABSTRACTION

"The perfect reminder of what I got t'lose... just friggin' great..."

SIGIL & LOCATION ⫻ His sigil takes the shape of a rather simple eye; there's one etched on the palm of both of his hands.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Space-Time Distortion; contrary to the name it just allows him to "flow" between the different realities of this world.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Derick's Abstraction manifested due to him questioning his own life and the what-ifs of it all. There isn't a whole lot of catches to utilizing this power, nor are there a whole lot of things to trigger when he can use it. It'll happen when it happens... and when it does happen, it will be random as ever living heck. Derick will randomly warp the area around him, all while fading out of existence... and then, pop, he'll be in an alternate dimension, different from the one he exists in. While it does put him there, he is only able to watch on the sidelines as a spectator. It's impossible for him to interact with other people, however he can alter the physical environment... to an extremely limited degree. Giving things a gentle nudge, opening doors, causing something to fall over, you name it.

However, there is a sort of "controlled" degree to it all... well, depending on the scenario. If he has a "purpose" being there, once he has fulfilled it, he will automatically distort and warp the area before returning to his realm. If there is no reason, well... he'll return home when he'll return home. Along with that, the only people who can actually react to these distortions and the fact that he disappears are other awakened. If he disappears in the middle of class, only the awakened will be able to tell... otherwise, class will go on as normal...

IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MOUNTAIN ⫻ While he isn't able to control the fact that he bounces between different dimensions, he seems to do it a lot less in the midst of the mountain. If anyone has played Bioshock Infinite, then you'll know that he's able to pull items through other dimensions for his own use... if they exist in said area at the time; the effects are temporary. Another strength is that he can pull other "Derick's" from other dimensions for his own use... however, they are fleeting and can only affect the dimension they're in for so long before returning back; the other versions of him, when destroyed are returned back to their own dimension, unharmed.

AURA SENSING ⫻ Derick can sense the despair within other people, no matter how little or small, he will know if something wrong. However, there are two ways he can go about this. The first is he needs to have what is considered a "sensible bond" with said person... which essentially means he has to befriend said person. Another is he has to have contact with an item something touched... however, this is largely inaccurate due to the fact that whatever despair he's feeling could be from hours ago to weeks.

LIMITS ⫻ There particularly aren't any applicable limits to his base ability other than the fact that he is unable to pull other people into alternate universes. Once he gets into the mountain's presence, however, is when he begins to face limits. He can only make objects manifest for a limited period of time (before they are returned), but it depends on the size of the object. He could make a pencil stay for hours, but a car can only remain in our world for around ten minutes. Same with the other versions of Derrick, they will return to their home after thirty minutes (or if they are killed). The other versions of Derrick possess no special abilities, and are human.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Derrick can be trapped in another world for an unlimited amount of time, potentially. He could be helpless to watch the events unfold without him, and it could be ages before he can return. It's enough to make a man go insane. In addition, Derrick has to be careful pulling in objects from other worlds. If an object touches it's extra-dimensional counterpart, there's a chance the two objects may merge and destroy each other. Which includes Derrick's clones...

OTHER

"Alright, that's all fine and dandy, but would't kill ya to leave now? I'm not gettin' any younger."

[Closed]

@Surtr

Got my shit together; here ya go!

Derick Palmer

╚══════════════╝

"Whadya' want?"

[ 19 | 6'1" | Half-British He/Him | 139.76lbs ]

[Apathy]

APPEARANCE

"... what, do I have somethin' on my face?"

Despite his height, Derick has the most unassuming presence out of anyone in town. Metaphorically speaking, if this was a game of hide and seek, he could win... just by standing there. He isn't very eye-catching to look at as he is what is known as "average." There's a perpetual sense of drowsiness written all over his face with drooping eyes and a penchant to yawn every now and then... yet, he has no bags under his eyes. Derick doesn't exactly try hid hardest to look happy or sociable - he mainly looks like he just wants to be left alone.

Derick is a bit soft-spoken and slurs a bit, but he has a surprisingly deep voice that would put most masculine males in the community to shame... heck, it's like someone decided to create a guy and slap random aesthetics onto him just for the hell of it. While he does have a bit of chub around his belly and a tinge around his face, he is strangely a lot lankier and thinner than one might presume at first, especially with the clothing he usually wears. While he does have a bit of muscle here or there, it isn't very prominent. However, he does have a "box-like" frame (which basically equates to if he stretched his arms out and stood straight for once, he could fit inside a large box).

For the most part, his body is fairly light; not to pale, not too tanned... he just has a fair skinned hue, nothing more, nothing less.

Derick's day to day clothing doesn't have much variety when you look at it... the only thing unique that he has is his tuxedo, but you don't see him walking around with that every day, no? His usual duds consist of hoodies, with the color ranging from the darkest of blue's to the lightest of cerulean's. Generally speaking, blue hoodies are the only types of hoodies he wears. Underneath, he just has a plain white t-shirt... unless it's his work clothes which basically boils down to a "Dane's Diner T-Shirt." His pant are a plain beige color and he alternates between wearing running shoes, hiking boots, or steel-toed boots. He also has a snake tattoo on his right arm, which stretches and swirls all the way down to his wrists.

His visage, for one, is fairly... painfully plain in appearance. There really isn't anything interesting about his face... unless you count having a slightly fat nostril for something out of the ordinary. Other than that, the size of his nose is regular all the way around for the rest of it all. His green eyes are often glazed, out of focus, and very dull to look at. The size of his ears are a regular, rounded shape with some shallow concavity... too bad that's hidden behind his bright red hair. He has pencil thin lips that are a bit dried out; always makes sure to keep chap-stick on him at all times. Along with that, his face is pretty rounded, save for a sharp, box shaped place known as his chin.

PSYCHOLOGY

"If you're gonna make me into a pet project, buzz off."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ For a guy who doesn't give two shits about much, he seems to have taken an interest in being a therapist... well, it's more like he used to have an interest; not so much any more in that, or any other subjects.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Keep looking forward and make the impossible possible; in the end, it's a waste to whine and bitch about something bad and feel there's nothing you can do about it. In the end, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, so reach out, and say screw you to life for dealing you any bad hands... welp, it's a shame that Derick end up becoming a hypocrite in the process... really, such a damn shame...

SECRETS ⫻ His secret? Well, he's dying, boom, cat's out of the bag, lets move on to the next question.

DESIRES ⫻ What he truly wants is to be someone else... anyone but him in his current situation would be better than what he's got right now, seriously... it just... sucks to be him in general.

SEXUALITY ⫻ He really hasn't given this much thought... though, if he had to say, Derick would be mostly pansexual... mostly. Leans a bit into some heterosexuality as well.

FEARS ⫻ Not being able to accomplish anything with his life. Honestly, he wants to make a profound impact on peoples lives, which is why he decided to try and work on becoming a therapist, namely physical therapy after being put out of commission for a few months when he was younger. however, Derick has a feeling that his fears will probably become reality, especially after a recent diagnosis...

REPUTATION ⫻ He really doesn't have much of a presence around Farmer's Hill as he used to... most people know who you're talking about, however, if you say "The Weirdo with a Stick." Most people joke that due to how frail he is, he carries it around for support or to protect himself... but that applies to people around his own age and younger. Most older folk know him for how he used to be sweet kid who works at his parents diner... but now, he's just a kid who works at his parents diner.

PET PEEVES ⫻ People chewing on their fingers... yes, it's pretty simple, but it annoys him to no end. Chewing on your nails? Gross and just annoying. Fingers? File your skin down if you're gettin' callouses or something, jesus! Pretty sure that's friggin' unsanitary too...

QUIRKS ⫻ Always seems to grab gum of any type... seriously, if you were to ask him if he had a pack of gum on him, he could probably pull five or more different types out of his pocket in an instant... that, and there's the fact that he always chewing on some gum, no matter what the situation.

Also, he refuses to look a person directly in the eyes; if he's talking to you, he'll usually be staring somewhere else, have his eyes closed, or back turned.

BACKSTORY

"I've got nothin' going for me, at least not anymore... so I guess there's some comfort in the past."

For all his life, Derick has lived in the quaint little town of Farmer Hill for as long as he has remembered... sure there were a few times where he traveled outside, but for now that honestly isn't important. His ma and pa were known for running a rather old timey family restaurant known as Dane's Diner... Derick can't exactly recall who set it up, his grandpa or great grandpa? Eh, doesn't really matter, it's just really, really old.

For the most part, he was given the same loving as most children around the area, but not enough to be coddled to the brink of being unable to fend for himself. Derick's life, for the most part, had its ups and downs but life was pretty boring around here... nothing too special if you just ignore the racist hicks around here. Was into sports, had a healthy relationship with parents, and budding friendships all around. Really, that peaceful, quaint life seems ideal, but it really did bore the hell out of Derick... So, he started getting into multiple things to keep him on his feet.

For starters, the first sign that he could start working at his family diner? He hopped at it... sure, he was young and the fact that all he did was hand out menus or distributed flyers from time to time wasn't that hard, but it left him with a sense of pride. Along with that, there was some competition about for a while... but then one day the diner across from them going out of business. His parents became a little more than ease at it; Derick never understood the impending paranoia.

When he was older, he got into some sports, but nothing too serious unless you count track and field - that really kept him on his feet. For the most part, he stood out a smidgen in high school, but nothing to warrant all around popularity. He had is clique, friends, had his eyes set on Grand Ridge Academy with the intent of being a physical therapist after taking a long ass time to recover from a car crash he got into with some friends late one night... he swears none of them were drinking at the time.

Anywho, I'm getting off subject. Aside from that little incident, life was good all around... well, almost all good for the most part. It wasn't until traveling outside of Montana one summer when he was sixteen that he felt his life was flipped upside down... and no, it wasn't being introduced to the "city life" that caused it. There was a little... incident during his vacation which left him acting strangely when he came back, both physically and mentally.

For starters, there was the fact that he began alienating some of his own friends, wishing himself to be left alone. While a few stayed behind with him, he drove away most of the people he had that could of possibly supported him. Further more, there were a few issues later on during his next year with the track team which caused him to quit the team... and then, during his final year, he carried around a stick - a walking stick to be precise. Earned him some teasing and a couple of malignant nicknames, and once, having his walking stick hidden from him and being tripped in the process without it... yeah, those weren't very good days...

With most of his vigor gone, he started caring less and less about a whole lotta' things, even going as far as to stay behind a year before attending Grand Ridge Academy. During this time, Derick suggested that he moved out to the dorms as opposed to staying in his old room at his parents place; said it would be a lot easier getting around and it would help him be a little more independent. While his parents did honor his ideas, he mostly did this to isolate himself from them.

After all, this for the best, isn't it?

SKILLS & TALENTS

"Meh, they're gonna go to waste... like someone else I know."

Artist ⫻ Derick has started sketching for as long as he has been studying diseases. While his main gist is that he can't properly draw people, animals, or landscapes, his knack seems to be on sketching out parts of the body and shading them in. Every muscle, tissue, joint, bone, organ, etc., will be hand-drawn and sketched in.

Diseases ⫻ He actually has had a high amount of interest in diseases ever since high school. He can name the mechanism behind most diseases, ranging from muscular dystrophy to spinocerebellar ataxia. However, diagnosing them is way, way, waaaay out of his league... at least, for right now...

Runner ⫻ Despite his looks, he strangely used to be a part of the track team back in high school and was a relatively good runner before he graduated. However, there as been a bit of a decline in his physical skills and he often doesn't do it that much since he often carries that stick of his around. However, from time to time he does do a bit of running, seemingly as if there was nothing wrong in the first place.

ABSTRACTION

"The perfect reminder of what I got t'lose... just friggin' great..."

SIGIL & LOCATION ⫻ His sigil takes the shape of a rather simple eye; there's one etched on the palm of both of his hands.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Space-Time Distortion; contrary to the name it just allows him to "flow" between the different realities of this world.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Derick's Abstraction manifested due to him questioning his own life and the what-ifs of it all. There isn't a whole lot of catches to utilizing this power, nor are there a whole lot of things to trigger when he can use it. It'll happen when it happens... and when it does happen, it will be random as ever living heck. Derick will randomly warp the area around him, all while fading out of existence... and then, pop, he'll be in an alternate dimension, different from the one he exists in. While it does put him there, he is only able to watch on the sidelines as a spectator. It's impossible for him to interact with other people, however he can alter the physical environment... to an extremely limited degree. Giving things a gentle nudge, opening doors, causing something to fall over, you name it.

However, there is a sort of "controlled" degree to it all... well, depending on the scenario. If he has a "purpose" being there, once he has fulfilled it, he will automatically distort and warp the area before returning to his realm. If there is no reason, well... he'll return home when he'll return home. Along with that, the only people who can actually react to these distortions and the fact that he disappears are other awakened. If he disappears in the middle of class, only the awakened will be able to tell... otherwise, class will go on as normal...

IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MOUNTAIN ⫻ While he isn't able to control the fact that he bounces between different dimensions, he seems to do it a lot less in the midst of the mountain. If anyone has played Bioshock Infinite, then you'll know that he's able to pull items through other dimensions for his own use... if they exist in said area at the time; the effects are temporary. Another strength is that he can pull other "Derick's" from other dimensions for his own use... however, they are fleeting and can only affect the dimension they're in for so long before returning back; the other versions of him, when destroyed are returned back to their own dimension, unharmed.

AURA SENSING ⫻ Derick can sense the despair within other people, no matter how little or small, he will know if something wrong. However, there are two ways he can go about this. The first is he needs to have what is considered a "sensible bond" with said person... which essentially means he has to befriend said person. Another is he has to have contact with an item something touched... however, this is largely inaccurate due to the fact that whatever despair he's feeling could be from hours ago to weeks.

LIMITS ⫻

WEAKNESSES ⫻

OTHER

"Alright, that's all fine and dandy, but would't kill ya to leave now? I'm not gettin' any younger."

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

@deathbringer alright then, I getcha... thankfully I haven't started on two characters yet, I just have an idea for em and some pictures.

Sanctuary- A Pokemon RP

Hmm, I'm going to get my foot in here before anyone else and give this a shot. I'll try and finish my sheet as soon as possible, however I probably won't get it in today.

In other words, you've got your third trainer.