Hello! I'm Yankee. I'm usually down for pretty much anything: action, adventure, romance, horror, taboo, comedy, smut, gore, slice-of-life, etc. I like cute, fun stories just as much as dark, gross, traumatic stories. I love fluff and whump in equal measure (well... maybe whump a lil more) I enjoy creating original characters for RP, but I get as much enjoyment writing as canon characters in fandom-based games! On that note I like comic books, cartoons, and videogames. I'm also very into cosplay and art!
I am a very slow writer, so my preferred posting pace is once per week or less. I usually post on weekends. I like to have fun while writing, so I prefer relaxed partners who don't take things too seriously. Remember: fiction =/= reality.
Feel free to PM me if you like, however I do not check PMs immediately. Might take me a day or two... or ten to get back to you.
The look of pure, unabashed disgust that came over Orsender's face when he heard the young lord commented he'd actually like to be eaten - was that a fucking pick-up line?? Even in some weird fantasy world where I'm A GIANT DEMON MAN I still have to deal with this shit?? - was luckily obscured just by manner of the oni's back being turned. He ignored the rest of the group, continuing to study the obelisk. It was odd, for sure, and it felt... powerful, in a way. Obviously mystical too. Orsen clicked his tongue, mulling over the thought of touching the thing. Eh, fuck it, he thought, reaching out a hand and letting it rest on the stone surface.
As soon as his skin touched the pillar, he felt a foreign and blinding sensation. It set his nerves on end and made his brain feel funky, as if something was touching some organ he didn't even know he had. He quickly drew his hand away, staring at the pillar with wide - and a little affronted - eyes. Orsen shook his hand as if it had been burned, although no pain was present. The experience was strange, and not at all enlightening. The large man huffed and turned back to the gathered people, seeing the weird lord gone and his... assistant? Orsender didn't really know or care what her title was. The equally weird lady was leading the way toward the lord's estate.
Perhaps surprisingly, Orsen followed her. Despite how he may look, he wasn't stupid - or at least, he liked to think he wasn't. The situation they all found themselves in could be some kind of shared fever dream, but he actually believed it was real. Especially considering what he'd been doing just before arriving. So, if this was "real," that meant they probably had to work together. Orsen grumbled to himself as he followed the group along. He really didn't like the sound of paling around with a bunch of girls and a little boy, although the girls were cute once they weren't actively freaking out. However, running off alone would be really dumb. I'll stick around until I get my bearings, Orsen thought, once again stretching his arms out over his head and enjoying the new skin he found himself in.
The oni was surprised to see such a huge building in the middle of the forest, but then again he had just fallen out of the sky and into someone else's body. Wait, is this someone else's body or mine? he seemed to remember something from childhood, but it clashed with his original memories as a human. He was pulled from his thoughts by one of the ladies asking about a washroom and he couldn't help but bark out a laugh.
"Bathroom, yeah, and food!" he grinned, tapping his stomach. Normally he wouldn't be going right up to a huge, suspicious mansion and waltzing right in, but they were guests, right? Orsender took one last look at Yda, sizing her up, seeing if he could take her in a fight... Maybe? He still thought a fight wasn't worth it at this point, but if this whole thing turned out to be a trap - and wouldn't that be just my luck? Jeez - he might be able to get out of it with the sword at his back.
Bel watched as her arrow struck home, lodging itself deep into the brigand's arm. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to stop him, and the man continued making his way toward the wyvern rider and her current companion - a Raven, if she recalled correctly. The little effect her attack had on the man was beginning to affect Bel's enthusiasm, though she lined up another shot regardless. Before she could follow through, movement from the corner of her eye stopped her, and the girl turned her head just in time for an enemy's arrow to slash open her cheek. Stinging pain bloomed on the side of her face, and she quickly brought a hand up to swipe at the blood slowly running from the wound. Her first battle wound, and it drove her mind into a spiral. This was a bad idea! I have to keep going. But I can't! I need to help everyone else... they can handle it themselves. I shouldn't run away! I need to retreat before I'm hurt even worse! I can't do this after all, I... I'm out of my depth...!
It was as though the cut had deflated Bel of all the hot air the Prince had instilled her with. She was still a rookie, yet she was acting recklessly - the nerves of first battle weren't enough to excuse that. The young Imperial gripped the reins of her horse tightly to keep from shaking, and below her Sunbeam stamped a heavy hoof on the ground to get her attention. Once again brought out of her thoughts by the horse (and really she would have to pamper the hell out of him soon, because he'd been doing that so much more than she should have needed it), Bel refocused on the battle. The mage woman's attack had been effective, and she watched one of the archers fall from the fortress' window. The rider grew her eyes back up, spotting the archer that shot at her and finding he was currently still aiming in her direction.
The brigand released his hold on the bowstring and his arrow flew forward. Panicked by full of self-preservation, Bel cracked her horse's reins and spurred Sunbeam to jump to the right and out of the arrow's path. The weapon nicked the horse's flank, not doing much damage but making the animal snort angrily all the same. That archer would prove a problem, it would be best to help the mage out in dealing with them.
Riding closer to the fort as the enemy made to draw another arrow from his quiver and nock it, Bel raised her own bow and took careful aim at the men through the open window. A little quicker to calm down this time, Bel let her arrow fly directly for the enemy archer's face.
Curious about "side characters" as I see your cast is full. I might be interested in a side character the appears from time to time in the Sunrunner base, or something similar. Also curious about the setting, do you have anymore world-building info or is it a "to be discovered" type thing? Talking about culture and stuff, not so much physical world.
Word Count: 647 (+1 exp) Level: 2 - Total EXP: 2/20 Location: Guild Hall, Lumbridge, Land of Adventure
As soon as the food trolleys were brought out, the gathered group seemed to grow all the more lively - and they were already quite the loud bunch. It didn't bother the Cadet one bit, in fact he often found himself smiling as he listened to the stories being passed around the room. Ace Cadet felt no shame in helping himself to generous portion of pretty much all the food that had been wheeled out. Hunters could eat a lot under normal circumstances, but he hadn't eaten for a few hours and he'd just been freed from mind control. He was hungry. As the red head shoveled food into his mouth he overhead the pretty, metallic girl scold her companion for his lack of etiquette. Shucks, Cadet thought to himself, feeling a bit bad for the little guy. It sucked to be scolded by a cute girl. Of course, Cadet was feeling bad for him all the while stuffing himself in a similar way. It took a few moments for the hunter to realize this, and almost sheepishly he slowed down too, even though admonishment hadn't been meant for him.
Soon enough the first course was over with, and like most of the group Cadet wandered over the mysterious boxes. As he did, he listened in to the little blue robed guy's story he was surprised that their "posse" was even bigger than just the people gathered in the Guild Hall. He didn't question why they were split up, it was kind of obvious. The faster the evil guys were defeated, the better, and with their large group they could afford to split and send the best crews for each job in opposite directions. The rest of Kamek's story was making his head spin though... so he ignored it. Instead he approached the pile of items quickly forming in the center of the room, some spawned from the boxes and some dumped there by the others.
"Wow, cool!" Cadet remarked, poking and prodding some things. The group were choosing items for themselves, so he could too right? Sure he was like, one of the newest members if not the newest, but a squad is a squad! "No one's gonna mind if I take these, right?" he asked with a grin, picking up a few items from the pile: the Cave Crawler Skin, Homeward Bone, and the arm guards from the loot box. He tucked the skin and bone into his bag as another round of food was delivered. He'd wanted to compare the arm guards to the bracers he currently had on, but that could wait. After serving himself another heaping helping, the Cadet made his way back to his previous spot beside the little guy - "Masterpon"...? He'd have to work on the names.
Ace Cadet was in the middle of devouring what was probably his seventh lanternfruit skewer when Tora pointed out the white haired hunter - who the Cadet knew as Geralt from his time living in Lumbridge - and mentioned beating him up. The red head nearly choked on his food, coughing lightly and looking at Tora with surprise. He leaned a little closer to the whatever-he-was in order to half-whisper to him.
"Is that how it works??" It wasn't like Cadet didn't trust the little guy, he was just still very new to this saving the world business. Besides that, Tora was small, fluffy, had a cute way of speaking and an air of helpfulness... kind of similar to certain hunter companions. What wasn't to trust?
He looked back to Geralt, not at all subtle about his staring. Geralt was a respected hunter here in Lumbridge, and he supposed if they all jumped him... actually now that he was looking at the other man a little closer... he looked a little more familiar than just having seen him around town, but Cadet couldn't quite place that feeling.
Level : 1 ┏ ┐ Eastern Imperial └ ┛ •••• ┏ ┐ Mage Warrior └ ┛ Combat Info ┏ ┐ Body 7 Spirit 3 Technique 5 └ ┛ •••• ┏ ┐ Skill-List: Shield Bash └ ┛ •••• ┏ ┐ Equipment: Beginner Sword Beginner Shield └ ┛ Personal Info ┏ ┐ Frederik Hauser is a young University student studying mechanical engineering in Germany. He grew up in a rather dull, but otherwise relatively normal household on the western side of the country with his mother, father and three siblings. Ever since his childhood, Fredrick had loved fantasy, history, and math; and could almost always be found with his nose in a book throughout his schooling years. It wasn't until midway through his first year of university that he tried video games for the first time, and he quickly grew to love them; especially the Dark souls series. However, as his studies grew more and more intense, his gaming time shrank. In fact, he nearly had to drop gaming entirely at the beginning of his second year. That was when he found a solution; the ARI gaming system. Frederik invested into one the first chance he got, and wanted no time in downloading the newest VRMMO-- Thalum Online.
Spending countless hours designing the most badass and absolutely GERMAN mage the game would ever see-- he spawned in for the the first time.... Only to find that a glitch had changed nearly ALL of his choices, save for his name. └ ┛ •••• ┏ ┐ +Energetic +Smart +Dependable +Unapologetically German +Powergamer
-Somewhat Cynical -Rash -Rude -Unapolageticly German -Powergamer └ ┛
It may still be a little rough around the edges... But I hope it's a satisfactory submission!
Hey, looks good to me! Since currently we're running with this is the launch of the game and there was a lengthy maintenance period right at the start, I think it would be possible to have been bitten by a software bug and then join the game without noticing his character got a little messed up. You can move him over!
Gender: Male | Age: 29 Region of Origin: Kalos Role: Professor of Arts and Music
Personality: Eric comes off as what one could call a "princely" type. He is extremely polite, chivalrous, and gentle. He is good at singing and dancing, particularly the waltz, and he has at least some talent at sketching. Oh, and he's very handsome too. All of this he practiced over and over as a professional coordinator, and even though he is no longer on the stage he still retains his manners in daily life. He is a calm, understanding person that prefers to sort things out with words rather than battles, and it takes quite a lot to make him raise his voice in anger. His friendly personality and his tendency to genuinely listen to others, even taking children seriously, makes him quite popular with female students and staff - and of course, some males too. When learning something new for the first time, he tends to fall back on corny jokes - a trait he developed while teaching as it made the students groan and giggle. His first time learning Hula was a particularly memorable experience. Being a trained actor, it's extremely hard to get Eric flustered - but if one managed to succeed, they'd find his blush would cover his whole face and he'd become just a little uncharacteristically clumsy.
Bio:
Kalos - a region of beautiful landscapes, culture, and people - was a very nice place for children to grow up. For Eric this held true. He had a very calm childhood growing up in Aquacorde Town with his parents and younger sister, Natalie. However, as his friends and neighbors got older, growing more and more excited at the prospect of beginning their own Pokémon journeys, Eric couldn't share their enthusiasm. Like many other regions, in Kalos Pokémon were a part of daily life. You saw them every day in person and on television. Most appliances, products, and even food had the faces of cute Pokémon mascots slapped onto them. By the time Eric was old enough to meet with the region's professor and go off on his own, he was kind of... bored of Pokémon.
Instead, what Eric really liked were the trainers behind their Pokémon. Powerful Pokémon trainers were trendsetters, celebrities, politicians and all around superstars. They were award-winning athletes that ran beside monsters. They were also accomplished actors and performers, commanding the stage as popular coordinators. It were the coordinators that Eric took special interest in most of all, and instead of setting out on a journey to become a Pokémon trainer, he set his sights on the stage. He worked hard on his appearance, wardrobe, manners, and stage presence. Eventually he became a very talented coordinator, but there was one problem - he didn't have any Pokémon. Now a few years older than ten, Eric still hadn't captured a single Pokémon. Although he didn't hate them, he just hadn't felt attached to any. He recognized that the creatures were strong and magical in their own ways, but he still didn't feel anything special about them. In order not to squander his talent, a sponsor Eric had picked up let the young man "rent" Pokémon for performances. Pairing Eric, the coordinator prodigy, with trained stage Pokémon turned out to be a good move - Eric's performances won multiple ribbons and awards, got raving good reviews, and he became one of the most popular coordinators in Kalos. With his new found fame, Eric traveled overseas to Hoenn and Unova, quickly becoming a sensation.
It was when Eric made a visit to Alola to put on a small performance for fans in the region did his perception of Pokémon begin to change. Alola was unlike any of the regions he had visited before. The people and Pokémon in Alola worked and lived together in a way they didn't in other regions. Even the wild Pokémon in the area seemed to have their niche in society, and most of all the Pokémon of Alola looked happy and free. From being showered with Comfey upon his arrival to watching a pair of Litten play together as he departed, Eric very slowly began to realize exactly why Pokémon were so captivating the world over.
Returning to Kalos after his tour, Eric began keeping a closer eye on all the Pokémon he came across. They were beautiful in their own ways, unlike the ones in Alola but not all that different either. Eric's position on Pokémon wouldn't change completely until he met his future partner Pokémon - Andie, a Brionne. They met during a charity event held at an aquarium. Long after the cameras, diners, and event hosts left, Eric remained in front of her glass tank. He was mesmerized by her beautiful underwater dance, and she too was very happy to have an audience that truly appreciated her. It was the first time Eric had ever felt Yes, I want to preform with this Pokémon.
The coordinator paid a hefty sum to buy Andie from the aquarium. Together, they went on to win many more contests, all the while Eric promised to show the Brionne her home region of Alola, where she'd been taken from as a newborn Popplio. A few years down the road and with an extra friend in tow, Eric returned to Alola. As Andie swam in the region's warm waters, further and further out to sea, Eric was suddenly struck with a heartbreaking thought: what if she didn't come back? This was the moment that Eric truly understood those feelings his childhood friends had, and that nearly all people in the world shared. Life was better lived with Pokémon. Of course, Andie did come back, and as she leapt out of the sea into Eric's arms she evolved into a Primarina, toppling them both over. They laughed together and Eric decided there to retire from his busy, celebrity life of coordinating to try and help people discover what they loved about Pokémon sooner than he did.
It's been two years since Eric signed on with the Pokémon Academy as an instructor. He still isn't much of a battler, instead he teaches students about coordinators and the arts in general. He also helps the shier students with public speaking. He doesn't hide the fact that he used to be pretty famous overseas, but he doesn't go out of his way to bring it up either - besides, even the most famous coordinator would never be as well-known as the most famous Pokémon trainer. Still, he sends souvenirs, photos and autographs back to his sister in Kalos for fans in want of them. He still has a few fans here in Alola, but so far there haven't been any issues. Eric loves his new job and is looking forward to many more years at the Academy.
Pokémon
Coming from a background as a coordinator, Eric's team isn't very battle-focused at all. In fact, some of the Pokémon on his team haven't battled even once before. Despite that, Eric and his Pokémon have a close bond formed through mutual understanding and respect. All of Eric's team assist in his work in some way, whether it be during classes, cleaning around the Academy, or helping to look after the younger children and Pokémon. Each Pokémon on Eric's team specializes in a specific "art" to help augment Eric's more general arts know how.
Andie ♀ The Primarina Nature: Bold Ability: Liquid Voice Moves: Round, Sing, Sparkling Aria, Dazzling Gleam Bio: Andie has utterly adored Eric since they met. They have such a strong friendship that it's a popular school rumor that they can communicate telepathically. Although Eric's attention is all she really needs, Andie does like being pampered by others. She is well looked after and a stunning specimen of a Primarina - and Andie knows and flaunts this when she's in a playful mood. Her beautiful voice is the envy of many Pokémon - and some people!
Ludwig ♂ The Kricketune Nature: Jolly Ability: Swarm Moves: Round, X-Scissor, Bug Buzz, Sing Bio: The musical-expert of the team. He has an excellent ear and can replicate almost any tune after hearing it only once. Ludwig is quite big for his species, about a foot taller than most and very well fed. He is a bit if a gourmet and younger Academy students he befriends need to be discouraged from becoming picky eaters like him. Eric met him after adopting Andie but before leaving Kalos, encountering the Pokémon playing a melancholy tune alone one night. After several nights of the same sad song being played, Eric figured the Bug-type was lonely and took him in.
Franklin ♂ The Smeargle Nature: Serious Ability: Own Tempo Moves: Sketch Bio: The fine art-expert of the team. Franklin takes his work very seriously and spends most of his time at the Academy meticulously fixing up classrooms or cleaning up after one of his or his students "art sessions." The after school art club's "art sessions" consist of about 20% still life studies and 80% flinging chalk, inks and paints around the room and hoping more of it ends on the canvas than each other. Franklin enjoys being taken seriously and often acts as Eric's teaching assistant even when the lesson is focusing on music or dance. If he is ignored for too long he has a tendency to get temperamental. He and Eric actually met at the Academy - Franklin being a wild Pokémon that was tolerated on campus. After bonding, Franklin consented to becoming part of the instructor's team.
Mai'a ♀ The Oricorio Nature: Relaxed Ability: Dancer Moves: Revelation Dance, Feather Dance, Teeter Dance, Roost Bio: The dance-expert of the team. Mai'a loves napping, lounging and sunbathing. She never helps out with chores unless asked a few times. Although she might seem lazy to those that don't know her, she loves exercising and, of course, dancing. When she isn't asleep, she can usually be found running around with students in the gym or on the track field. Although skilled in many forms of dance, she prefers the Hula. It also happens that her favorite flower nectar is the pink variety. She and Eric met during a class field trip when the students kept feeding wild Pokémon to get them to follow the group. Mai'a was one of those Pokémon and couldn't be scared off by the instructor. When Mai'a followed the group all the way back to the Academy, fell asleep in the classroom, and didn't leave the next day, it was clear she wasn't going anywhere.
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Hello! I'm [color=springgreen]Yankee[/color].
I'm usually down for pretty much anything: action, adventure, romance, horror, taboo, comedy, smut, gore, slice-of-life, etc.
I like cute, fun stories just as much as dark, gross, traumatic stories. I love fluff and whump in equal measure (well... maybe whump a lil more)
I enjoy creating original characters for RP, but I get as much enjoyment writing as canon characters in fandom-based games!
On that note I like [abbr=including manga]comic books[/abbr], [abbr=including anime]cartoons[/abbr], and videogames. I'm also very into cosplay and art!
I am a very slow writer, so my preferred posting pace is [color=springgreen]once per week[/color] or less. I usually post on [color=springgreen]weekends[/color].
I like to have fun while writing, so I prefer relaxed partners who don't take things too seriously.
[b]Remember[/b]: fiction =/= reality.
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