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9 yrs ago
Current Nice sunny days, better mood.
9 yrs ago
Last few days leading up to 14.01.(New year) was really hectic and tiring for me. But will try to answer everything in the next two days or so.
9 yrs ago
When someone comes into your room every 30s to ask one stupid thing to leave, and then enter once more 30s later.
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10 yrs ago
The nice bliss when you repaired your laptop after what seemed like forever.
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10 yrs ago
Studying for todays test. Will be off most of the day.
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Bio

Hello~ I am Simona/Rada/Talija/Key choose me a name you like XP

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Name: Rasa Elenua




Bio

Age: 15
Gender: Female
Height: 155 cm
Weight: 49 kg
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Origin: Hoenn (Mossdeep City)

Written Appearance:

She has long blond hair which she is proud of. She tends to get easily cold that is one of the reasons she always wears long shelves. Most often its a blue shirt and white pants. She has a dark blue bag she always keep on her. Inside it are beside the things every trainer needs a family photo, her swimming outfit and a cooking book her mother insisted on taking as it has many recipes for a camping trainer and their pokemon.

Personality:

She is a upbeat girl, first time out in the world traveling. She would have went on her pokemon journey earlier but couldnt as her parents business had some trouble and she stayed with them to help out. Her older sister went out in her own jorner 4 years ago, and hearing about all the adventures and badgers she got in that time as a trainer was inspiring and making Rasa jealous.

Mostly because her sister had quite an impact on Rasa growing up. She was the type who would demand that words and intentions are meaningless and one should let their action speak as those cannot lie. Rasa always tried to meet those expectations but more often than not she would mess up, than not. She grow up being the second best in everything beaten always by her sister. Never able to impress neither her parents or her sister.

This journey, where she will be on her own and only measured by her own acts is exactly what she needs to prove that she can do something better.
Rasa thinks of herself as responsible and good with handling money. She has no problem doing extra work hours to get to where she wants. That doesnt mean she wouldnt on occasion complain about it.

Motivation(s):
Her older sister set out to become a trainer. Rasa wants to prove her and her parents that she can do just as well if not even better than her sister. She wants to catch the most extraordinary pokemon there are.

Badges:
None yet.



Pokemon


Team Name:
All the way till Pallet town she was debating which name she should pick as her team name. Its a serious decion.
The name The Typhoon and Stormbringer were her favorites. Once she could see her starting town she choose the later as it felt more like a name of a team that will win, a name that brings more inspiration, giving wings to greater ambitions...in truth she secretly tossed a coin. But never ever she will admit that. Especially not to her future pokemon.

Pokemon:

Noibat -
Nickname: Grazia
Level: 2
Caught - In the Virdina Forest, to save her from a angered Axew.

Charmander
Nickname: Meintje
Level: 2
Caught - on the way to the pokecenter, thanks to a raging dragon bat
Larvitar
Nickname: Keiser Thore
Level: 2
Caught -Virdina City - Pokemon lounge, crashed through the window into Rasa face.
Other:
Her motto: "A good defence is half the win."

Her family has a specialized clothing shop for pokemon. Where they sell wardrobe specially designed for the biology of pokemon in mind. In this shop Rasa worked and helped out.













Pokemon Name: Zorua

Type: Dark

Generation: V







Bio

Pokemon Nickname:
None

Age:
appears as a 10-11 years old
Gender:

Height:
142 cm
Weight:
34 kg
Hair Color:
Black with red tip
Eye Color:
Blue

Written Appearance:
He very often disguise himself. This goes for his human self more than his pokemon self. In his true appearance, he has black hair, with red tinted tips. His ears and tail are the same shape as his pokemon self. His socks and sandals are a strong red as well. He wears a fluffy warm black scarf. Often nuzzling it and hiding his face in it. He has a small collection of cloths he stole from the town close by he uses, hats to hide his ears and baggy pants or dresses that his tail can be hidden.

Personality:

Zorua likes to spend his time as much in the wild as to sneak into the town near by. In the wild he keeps mostly to himself, and at rare times butting heads with the pokemon that live in his surroundings. He is very attentive and careful, so till now when a trainer came close he would hide himself quickly in a shadowy bush or the like. He is good at hiding.

Curiosity and a good smell has lured him into the town on a few occasions. Most often he takes the brown and cream clothing with a fitting hat, moving around the city as a lonely boy. Walking and exploring the town, he keeps to himself and doesnt talk much. On one of those trips he discovered ice cream. He fall in love with ice cream. Up till now he managed to successfully steal and trick the ice cream man into several free portions. Most often by saying another adult with a kid was his father. Especially if he takes two servings run up to the man and kid and trust one portion into the kids hand before running away with his own.

But in the night he prefers to go back in the wild and sleep under the clear sky. Most loving how the dark sky looks.






Stats


Pokemon Name Zorua

Level One

Nature: Quite

HP 52
Attack 72
Defense 46
Sp. Atk 87
Sp. Def 46
Speed 71

Experience till next Level 0/10

Moves

1 Scratch Normal Physical - 40
1 Leer Normal Status

Other: /

Noir P. Parker

Interacting with: A random group of lords and ladies.



The Cross-Realm King's Tournament was looking this time even more impressive than the last, at least to him. Noir moved closer towards a group of lords he recognized. Politely asking them about the news of their children. Listening to the newest rumors that was whispered.

"...I have been well, my sister married..." One lady proudly declared.

"Lucky her, I am still waiting for that one..." The other lady answered.

"...I am more interested about the new king of Summer Isles. Heard he was a impressive ruler." One of the older lords spoke, sounding quite curious himself.

"I think I saw their ship dock. We surely going to make an appearance..." A younger man added.

Quite a few ladies were wondering about who from the kings and queens will attend. As Noir would ever so often steer the conversation with a question or comment. He was being asked about the attendance of the king of spider house, he avoided the question. Truth to be spoken, he himself wasnt sure if the king and queen will make it, he knew they had to deal with something before they could come. What this something was he didnt know. But the letter in his inner pocket was allowing him to be a representative of the house of spider if they do not make it. For now he hung on the letter and waited to see if they will maybe still arrive. He continued to steer the conversation hearing more about king Summers and his queen.

He sighed, the reason he came this time was the weight of the letter in his pocket. He would have prefered to relaxs as he himself had to deal with a serial killer just a few nights ago. Catching the right guy and not the man set up to take the blame was not easy, and then dropping him off in the dungeons, Noir felt a bit relived. Knowing he made the streets a bit safer. The city never knowing spiderman being the saviour. It was how he liked it. He didnt want anything but to fall in his bed after that night and sleep the day away, when he noticed the two letters from the king on his table.

How ever alluring sleep was he opened the letter addressed to him, and read it. Before the sun rise Noir was in his carriage and on the way to the tournament, dressed appropriately. Now he was here, after the not a short trip, his tiredness masked by a friendly smile, and watchful eyes behind his glasses.

He wore his red and brown clothing with black spider motives around the edges of the sleeves, and a web muster spreading around his collar. His pair of wire glasses resting on his face. His hair slightly misbehaving, but he long ago gave up the fight with it and the emblem of his house on his ring, he wore on his left hand. His mind quite wandering just as were his eyes.

There were quite the turbulent times, the affairs of the kingdoms of marvel were more noticeable than in the past. Which would mean either something big was about to happen or which he hoped rather a new balance and with it a delicate form of peace will continue. Either way the feeling in his stomach, told him he will soon find out.

Going to post on saturday, was unexpectedly busy.
@Holy Soldier Update the stats. Hope I got it now.
@Holy Soldier Okay, seeing everyone's posting their ideas, I will too. This is the sheet after I take out the ability illusion. And my trainer.



I was debating of playing Zorua for my pokemon. His ability is illusion, so wanted to ask if I can use it as a rp element and not in any battles?
Or would it better to completely ignore him having that ability?

I can work with both ways.

Was playing with the idea of him not getting caught for now because trainees who encouraged him were thinking he was a level one caterpie or pidgey and didnt brother to fight him at all. So he could easily run away. Well minus the trainer in the rp who caught him.

I can adapt that into him being good in hiding away from trainers.

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And for gijinka appearance I was thinking he used illusion to look like another just human kid.

I can replace that with he is good at disguising. Add that he stole some clothing to help him with that.

Wanted to know what is better for this rp?
Angelino Fabbro


Interacting With {} | Kiki Williams @Azaria Blue | McKenna Knowles @A Tattooed Girl| Isaac Arnaud@Klaykid



Angelino noticed the shift to his side, when with his eyes looked in that direction he saw a woman. Not looking much better but alive and standing. She spoke to him carefully, looking a lot more collected than Angelino would guess any random person would be. He assumed her to be a doctor. Her question of if he was hurt adding to his believe.

"Just head. Taking it slow." He answered her cutting the my whole body feels like I played a punching bag. Concluding it wasnt life threatening, so it could be ignored. Something distracted her, maybe she spoted a more hurt person. More voices caught his attention.

"Thankfully, we're not alone." He hummed in argument. If more survived that is good. Maybe their rescues will get quick to them. Someone must notice them not arrive when it was planned and send out search parties. His head shoot with slight pain and dizziness. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, it helped.

"I'll be just a minute. I'll come right back!"

"Ok." He simply stated and once he felt some bit better. He decided to work on his belt. The thing that saved his life, even if it didnt stop him from hitting his head. He had a head to complain about it with. It wasnt too difficult to unstrap himself and with it free himself. He sat there for a moment before attempting to stand up using the seat in front of him as help. He wanted to get away from the dead lady beside him. It was bone chilling.

The vision darkened and spun but as quickly it begun it stopped. His knees shaking, but supporting him. He blamed the shaking at the situation he was in. Plain crash. He freaking survived a plane crash. He took a deep calming breath not noticing when the woman returned to his side. It was the ripping that made him blink and turn his head towards her. Seeing her in a bra. Before any embarrassment could catch up to him she used the strip she made to knot around his head.

"Thanks." The pressure around his head actually feeling good. He smiled at her to prove that he truly meant it. He stepped out from the seat and then he noticed the bloodied pant leg of the woman. "You are hurt worser than I am. You okay?" He questioned her, looking to the other side where two other people were... and a dog. The dog survived, it must be a lucky one.

"Have any idea where we are?" The other man asked. "Took a few looks outside the windows but nothing's coming to mind."

Angelinos tongue moved quicker than his mind managed to censor and stop that thought slipping away. "I hope we are still on planet earth in 21th century and in the right universum, if so we are most likely somewhere in Tibet. " The little voice in his mind, annoyingly groaned, he truly read too much of the fantasy and sci fi gender in his life. Especially if that was the first thing that pop into his mind. Like something like in those books would ever happen....well surviving a plane crush was on that list as well... and he just did that.

"Does anyone know if this plane has... a s.o.s. beacon or something?" He questioned instead looking up and being surprised to see his luggage was still tucked where he left it. Well at least he didnt lose the documents.
interested.

Any limit on how many character one can make?
Question: I was wondering.... does this world has coffee?
I had a really busy weekend. Going to post tomorrow. Sorry for the delay. Just letting peps known.
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