Hey, is this RP still accepting?
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Hi I like to draw stuff and write.
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@Dusksong Oops; do I do that in the thread's interest check or in the OOC thread? I wasn't super sure from the directions in the OP, and it's been a while since I was on Roleplayerguild so I don't recall very well how things are run.
Also yeah I drew that
Also yeah I drew that
Juana Perez
"Juajua" | Age 16 | Female
Starting Location: Central City
Rank: Skilled
Organization: Helping Hand Guild
Occupation: Part-time work as a confectioner; she makes hand-made sweets with her mother and father.
Biography: Juana Perez originally lived a little far south of the Unova region before immigrating to Unova, then to her current region, the one we are in now. Her family has always made its way by making candy and selling it in a private business wherever they lived. She has thus far lived a simple life, but she always had trouble in school because of her apparent inability to sit still cooped up in a classroom. She did just fine in her parents’ confectionery shop; she always had something to do, be it rolling dough or casting sugary mixtures into molds. Eventually, her parents decided it would be best for her to learn about the world hands-on instead of stuck being antsy and seated in some schoolhouse somewhere.
Juana’s parents noted the fact that she liked Pokémon; oftentimes she’d be playing around with her mother’s Slurpuff and Alolan Raticate, teasing the Pokémon’s respective senses of smell and taste. Juana would leave scraps of unused confectionery out for Pokémon to eat; her favorite, however, was this particular Bounsweet with a dented calyx. She’d shoo predatory bird Pokémon away from this Bounsweet, and as such the Pokémon began to hang around Juana’s house. The aroma it gave off was welcome, and Mr. and Mrs. Perez even drew some inspiration from Bounsweet’s aroma.
For her sixteenth birthday, Juana was presented with a Pokédex and a Poké Ball, and she was allowed to go on her way. She vows to call frequently, and if her parents ever need help she will make sure to stop by… just as soon as she can use that Fly HM. For her journey, Juana packed, alongside the essentials, some simple tools, including a small rolling pin, a wooden spoon, and a plastic knife.
Personality: Juana is quite a hot-headed individual, but she channels that into passion for doing whatever she does. However, she has shown an inclination to making spicy candies! She is a real chatterbox, and will talk for lengths about anything. She likes to stay positive, but if provoked she can unleash quite a bit of fury. Despite this, she doesn’t get frustrated easily. One would think that the volcanic Fire type is one suited for her, but Juana really doesn’t prefer any one type of Pokémon over another. She is jittery if she is in a situation where she’s not doing anything, and she will rock on her feet or twiddle her thumbs if idle. Juana has a small notebook in which she writes notes or draws pictures, and it’s very disorganized. You could be looking at a shopping list on one page and then a detailed drawing of her mother’s Slurpuff and Alolan Raticate on the next. She’s a bit of a prankster.
Pokémon Party:
The Tacodile?
I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING FISHY ABOUT THIS PLACE
I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING FISHY ABOUT THIS PLACE
DAY 1
Donkey Kong
Donkey Kong woke up to a paradise of food.
He grunted and looked around; he had found himself strung up in a net tied to two large stalks of celery. The surprised gorilla whirled out of the net and landed on the ground with a thud. Mixed in the dirt were cookie crumbs of different varieties. DK dusted them off his hands, then plodded through the foodscape, taking occasional sniffs.
DK swung his head around, before patting his stomach. Perhaps he could go for a bit of breakfast. But what to eat? The landscape had been replaced with various food items, cooked or otherwise. Of course there appeared to be normal-sized fruits and vegetables in addition to the giant food-structures. DK, however, preferred his meals non-processed (he was an ape with standards, and even his banana cream pie had to be made with all-natural bananas and creams).
To his delight, it wasn't long until he discovered a large bunch of bananas in the shape of a hedge. There were some grapes in the mix as well; DK was looking at a veritable fruit-salad hedge. He plucked a banana from the bottom-most row...
...and the hedge collapsed, spilling bananas and grapes all over the ground. DK sheepishly stepped away from the mess (bending over to pick up a couple more banana bunches). He peeled a banana and took a satisfied bite.
But what could make survival difficult in the biggest buffet in all of multiversal history? Donkey Kong sure didn't know, but as long as he had his bananas, he was happy. He felt a twinge of apprehension, but was altogether unbothered as he continued munching on his banana and exploring the food-world. He wasn't so much interested in the other foods (barring the fruits, but his arms were full), but the number of sights and smells certainly piqued his interest. He stared up the sweet yellow frame of a massive Twinkie, moving on to a sapling that appeared to be composed of pretzel bread. He even bent down and realized that a lot of the grass was candied mint. It was a ridiculous amount of food, DK had to admit; this bountiful harvest couldn't possibly be natural.
DK figured it meant free bananas for at least until the Viewer decided to take it all away for his sadistic amusement, so he gladly took the bananas in his arms and continued to explore.
Dizzy
Dizzy was a cement mixer and didn't really need to eat, but the sight was certainly whimsical and had Dizzy's attention taken completely. She whirled around in the cookie-dirt and commented on the various food-structures. "Wow! I wish Bob and the others were here to see this! It's fantastic!"
She backed into a peppermint-bark tree and a few chips of chocolate sheared off the trunk and tumbled into her drum. She heard the thunks and jumped forward in surprise. "Oh!"
She smiled at the peppermint bark tree, before whirling back around to explore the world, hopping giddily up and down, her excited eyes darting from left to right.
It also seemed like it should be vaguely familiar, but she couldn't put her hoof on why.
It seems that Twilight Sparkle has a bro.
Donkey Kong
As the static and void burst into view outside of the train cars, Donkey Kong lumbered out and peered at the rift-screen. He listened intently to the omnipotent Viewer's explanation, growing angrier with each word, his shoulders heaving at a higher frequency for every second he listened to his adversary's babbling.
DK didn't like his diction. "Survive?" That implied that people were going to die. Donkey Kong nearly threw up his bananas at the thought.
He pounded his fist into his palm. Ooh, that ?-fellow was in for a walloping; DK would pound him like an item block as soon as he got the chance. He would ram his meaty gorilla fist right up the Viewer's--
Dizzy
"Wow! It's like we're on TV!" Dizzy cheered, spinning around on her hind wheels. "Brilliant! I have lots of talents!"
Dizzy leaned back and picked up three smooth stones, juggling them between her wheels like balls. Her eyes followed their path, swirling around and around and around, before she deftly tossed each one into her drum. THUNK! THUNK! THUNK! "I'm always up for games!" Dizzy rambled. "Oh, I do hope there is checkers!"
Dizzy continued to rattle off fun board games, seemingly oblivious to the apparent danger that the characters were in. "Maybe there'll be card games as well!" Dizzy quipped.
Donkey Kong
Donkey Kong, overjoyed to have a wonderful banana-based meal (bananas are an important part of every Kong's diet), immediately dug into the food with loud slurping noises (even managing to slurp the pancakes), shoveling food into his mouth with the utensils and picking up the bowl of soup and drinking rather loudly--
Wait, another dimension? Entertainment?!
Donkey Kong's eyes bugged out and he suddenly spewed banana soup to his right, where Wario was sitting. Donkey Kong slammed his fist into the table and growled. Nobody makes a fool of Donkey Kong! He was a gorilla, darn it! He was hero of the jungle, and not some circus animal! He was a sophisticated member of Kong society; why, he wore a TIE.
Donkey Kong retracted his fist and resolved to survive this "Viewer" fellow's little game. Then he would give him a wallop that could (figuratively) punch the moon out of the sky.
Dizzy
Dizzy laughed in giddy enjoyment as Krieg displayed his epic air-guitar shredding. She twirled about on her rear wheels. "That was brilliant!" she cheered, before crashing back down on her front wheels and doing backwards donuts. The little orange cement mixer screeched to a halt, spotting a motorcycle.
Dizzy came from a world where talking vehicles were commonplace, and overhearing the voice of the motorcycle (or, rather, motorrad), Dizzy skipped over to Hermes, shaking excitedly like a happy puppy. "I'm Dizzy!" she quipped happily, twirling on her rear wheels as she said her name. "What's your name?" she asked, falling back to the ground and grinning at Hermes.
@Invisible Man Poor Krieg, he only has the voice in his head and a cement mixer to talk to...
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