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Post by Kçℵ on Jul 7, 2009 19:36:04 GMT -7
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Post by Kçℵ on Jul 7, 2009 19:44:37 GMT -7
Max Smith full name • Max Smith. nick name • Maxie. birthdate • July 12, 1997. hometown • Sunnydale, Johto. sexuality • Straight. theme song • [Across This]New Divide - Linkin Park.
height • About 5'9" weight • About 100 Pounds. build • Not very muscular, almost a bit scrawny. hair • Black. eyes • Darkish Blue. piercings • N/A tattoos • N/A distingushing features • N/A
likes • - Pokemon.
- Battling.
- Traveling.
- Adventures.
- Clear Skies.
dislikes • - People Who Treat Pokemon Badly.
- Giovanni.
- Bad People.
- Stormy Nights.
- Tarous. Only A Little, Though.
strengths • - Arenas.
- His Pokemon.
- Good Ideas.
- Open Spaces.
weaknesses • - Loosing His Pokemon.
- Cramped Spaces.
- Too Much Noise.
- Not Being Able To Think Straight.
habits/quirks • - Getting Too Distracted About Nothing.
- Eatting Too Spicy Food.
- Sometimes Walking With A Limp.
- Scratching His Head For No Reason.
fears • - Loosing His Starter or His Ninetails.
- Falling Asleep And Never Waking Up.
- The World Blowing To Peices.
personality: Max is the kind of guy who'll talk to anyone if he thinks they have a kind attitude. Heck, he's normally the guy who'll make friends with anyone, and I mean anyone. He loves talkin' to people when he gets to, unless they act like jerks or bitches. Then he's outta there with all that nonsense. Yeah, he gets anoyyed by that a lot. And I do mean a lot. But let's get to the real side of his story.
Max normally only be-friends Pokemon. Heck, all Pokemon who are willing to be nice become his friends almost imedently. It depends, though. He normally only travels alone with his Pokemon unless he runs into someone who's headin' the same way he is. Then he'll stay with them until they get there. He was raised to get along with people, though, so don't expect him to just stay mute all the time. His father was a gym leader, you know! So it's only natural for him to want to battle someone if he thinks they're strong. So if you have strong Pokemon but don't want to get in a Pokemon battle, I'd watch my bake around him if I were you.
History: Like every other child, Max was born in a hospital. But unlike every other child, Max was born the son of the Gym Leader and a Contestor. Most of his family that saw him as a child weren't supprised when he took a liking to Pokemon when he grew older, his first words being something about Pokemon. Of course, everyone who knew him knew he was going to become a great Pokemon Master when he grew up, soon becoming a Gym Leader when he grew old enough. Of course, his father was the one to travel around when there wasn't a leauge going on, and so one day, Max got to visit the plains of Jhoto when he was only four years old. But then, something terrible happend.
Max had decided to play in the feild where some Touros grazed with his father's Mightyena, of which he called Might. The Touros didn't mind the child's company, they only backed away and kept on eatting when he got too close. As Max began to play around a rock, something startled the Touros to run. Most though it was a group of Houndour looking for some lunch, or many something startled a Touros near the rear, making all the others startle, too. No one really knows what happend, all they can conclude was that they all took off running. Max was lucky enough to take shelter behind the large rock, all the Touros running around it as Might tried to get near the frightend boy. As the herd disapeared farther out of reach, Max's father can still remeber to this day the frightend look in his boy's face as he picked him up.
Max was afraid of Pokemon he never knew ever since. He would always hid behind someone's leg or furniture when ever a Pokemon came near him, even if it was of the kindest heart that anyone could imagine. He never enjoyed any other Pokemon's attention then that of his parent's, his mother's Persian and his father's Mightyena. But that all soon changed.
Max, about five years old now, was out playing in the near by woods with Mightyena when he stumbled upon some sort of nest in a tree. Inside was a very young, poor, sickly looking Vulpix. Not wanting it to die, Max unwillingly took the young Vulpix to the near by town, where Proffessor Elm's lab was located. Elm happily took in the injured and weakend Vulpix, telling young Max that it's mother probably left it behind because it thought it was going to die anyway. Max knew that the man had to do something with it, and he couldn't help but ask. And Max got a not to simple answer: either Elm could fice up the poor Pokemon and then raise it to be released into the wild, or once he got it well enough, Max could keep it.
Max went home that night and absent-mindedly started a conversation the eventually leaded to the Vuplix. When he asked his parents if he could keep it, they both seemed stunned, remembering the boy's earlier encounter with Pokemon. But they knew that this could help his esteem with them, so of course, they couldn't help but say yes to that.
Several years later, at the age of ten, Max soon embarked on a perilas journey with a Cyndaquill and Ninetails at his side. He soon gained all eight of the Johto badges, and came in second at the Johto Pokemon Leauge. Though many people may not know it, it's Max's dream to one day become the best Pokemon Trainer ever. He also hopes to one day find and catch the legandary Ho-Oh, since many people think it's a myth. And rarely anyone stops him from being the best and getting the best. So I'd watch out if I were you.
Team[/b][/u] Nickname: Flame Gender: Male Level: 92 Moves:- Flame Wheel
- Fire Blast
- Blast Burn
- Fire Fang
******* [/center] Nickname: Dusk Gender: Unknown Level: 87 Moves:- Shadow Claw
- Shadow Ball
- Phsycic
- Hypnosis
******* [/b] Nickname: Ty Gender: Male Level: 90 Moves:- Hyperbeam
- Stone Edge
- Earthquake
- Metal Claw
******* [/b] Nickname: Nine Gender: Female Level: 93 Moves:- Flamethrower
- Wil-O-Wisp
- Flame Wheel
- Bite
******* [/b] Nickname: Inferno Gender: Male Level: 50 Moves:- Mach Punch
- Flame Wheel
- Metal Claw
- Close Combat
******* [/b] Nickname: Dragon Gender: Male Level: 97 Moves:- Dragon Breath
- Dragon Rage
- Rage
- Extreme Speed
____________________________________________________________________________Other Pokemon:Nickname: "Chatter Box" Gender: Male Level: 56 Moves:******* [/b] Nickname: Might Gender: Male Level: 90 Moves:******* [/b] Nickname: Gem Gender: Female Level: 78 Moves:- Water Pulse
- Protect
- Thunder
- Ice Beam
******* [/b] Nickname: Chigger Gender: Female Level: 64 Moves:- Magical Leaf
- Grass Knot
- Grass Whistle
- Dig
father • Robbert Smith | Forty-Seven | Gym Leader mother • Makinize Smith | Forty Five | Stay At Home Mom, Former Coordinator. [/size]
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Post by Kçℵ on Jul 7, 2009 19:46:02 GMT -7
Ceira Lawford full name • Ceira Barely Lawford nick names • C.C., Cal birthdate • August 12, 1993 | 16 Years Old. hometown • Virdian City, Kanto sexuality • Straight theme song • How To Save A Life - The Fray
height • 5'9" weight • 96.8 build • Sort of muscular. hair • Brunette/Dark Blonde. eyes • Blue. piercings • None. tattoos • None. distinguishing features • None.
Likes [/b] •
- Pokemon.
- Excercise.
- Outdoors.
- Friends.
- People Being Helpfull.
Dislikes •
- Disobeidient Pokemon.
- Bad Humor.
- Snotty/Rich People.
- Being Alone.
- Idiocy.
Strengths •
- Pokemon.
- Wilderness.
- Rocks.
- Team Work.
weaknesses •
- Loud Noises.
- No Cooaperation.
- Ignorance.
- Disobediance.
habits/quirks •
- Cleaning Up After People.
- Trying To Be The "Adult."
- Being Jittery.
fears •
- Dark Places.
- Evil People.
- Drowning.
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Personality: Ceira is probably one of the nicest people you'll know. She has an out-going personality, and is willing to help just about anyone in need. Unlike most girls, she's a total Tom-Boy, and simply enjoys being out doors and in the mud. She doesn't care if she gets dirty or not, it's just another way of life for her. Though some people shun on her for this kind of attitude at her age, she doesn't care too much about it. She just likes being her self, and to her, that's all that matter's in the world. Yeah, she has manners and the such, so she won't act like a total unbehaved girl. Heck, she's also probably one of the most smartest and well-behaved person you'll meet. And even though she has smiles all the time, she'll also have a mean streak if you bug her just right.
History: As far as she could remember, Ceira Lawford had always wanted to be a Pokemon Ranger and help those in need, weather it be Pokemon or Human. She had always enjoyed playing with her father's Pokemon, of which he had gotten when he had gone on a journey him self. Her favorite would always be the Jumpluff he caught for her when she was four. Thogh, she didn't see much in it because she didn't need to help it get better. More like it helped her get things better.
Her father didn't care too well for her going out and helping wild Pokemon, though her mother thought it was cute and that she needed the excercise when going out and playing. She didn't care, though, what her father thought of her. She plainly ignored her parent's bikcering about her and did what she could when she had time to go out and play on sunny days. On a rare ocassion, she would be allowed to go out to play even on storming days. She began getting more fit, growing a bit tall for her age. Even her father started to get amazed at how well she was at her age. Though, again, she really didn't care what her parents - or her father, really - thought of her. It was just her and her imagination. Then one day, at the age of eight, she struck out lucky.
She was playing a little too far from home with her Jumpluff and her father's Machop when she scrambled across a terrible scence. Two Pidgeotto were picking on a very injured looking Cobusken. It kept getting knocked down with many scars ans scrtaches on it, though it seemed obvlious on getting up. Around the third or fourth time Ceira saw it get up, it was barely wobbling. In fact, he looked as if he weren't going to get up at all. And one of the Pidgeottos were diving in for the final assulte. With half a brain in mind, Ceira called for Machop to help. The fighting type in deed did dive forward, knocking the Pidgeotto that had lurched on the Combusken to the ground. The Combusken looked suprised as it stayed where it layed, lifting it's torso up partly with it's elbows. With wits and skill on her side, Ceira then comanded her Jumpluff to attack the other Flying Type. Both startled, they fled quickly into the forest with suprise.
It wasn't too long before Ceira made it home with a red face, Machoke carrying the badly beaten Fire and Fighting Type. Both of her parents were almost awed. She had never brought home an injured Pokemon, only treated them in the wild. Though her father was mad at what she did by bringing a wild Pokemon into the house, he only let her mother do the talking about how good she was when it came to Pokemon. That made her feel proud, though she knew now that she had a pateint to take care of in the house. And she would use her brain to do it.
Over the next few weeks, she rarely left to Pokemon's side as it stayed on her bed. She usually asked Machoke and Jumpluff to go out and get the herds she needed to help the Combusken. Every time her mother went to the store, she would always stop by the Poke' Mart and get a few items to help. Her father was hoping that he could teach her a few things about Pokemon training, though she ignored his questions. It didn't take long for the Pokemon to heal, either. It was able to move within a week of Ceria taking care of it. She had been talking to it the whole time it had been sleeping, so it wasn't scared when it saw her face. It was soon able to move, and that's when Ceria had to keep her promise.
A few days after the Combusken had been able to walk - though he mainly hid in the corner of Ceira's room and wouldn't go anywhere else - she lead him out side, near the woods where she thought he lived. Of course, he was terrifyied, so Ceria had to make sure Machoke was there to keep him safe. She said good bye to him and stepped out of his way, saying he could go. He didn't hesitate to go, though he looked back as he ran into the shrubs and back to the safty of his home. Ceira didn't know how long she stood there before she turned and left, but she knew she had a pange in her heart. She was hoping to get a more powerful Pokemon of her own by befirending it when she helped it, and her chance had just blew away in the dust. She knew she would never again, fat chance.
But there's always a bit of hope that comes with some incedences, right?
Ceira wasn't really expecting to go to the river near her town. It was kind of stormy that day, rains going off and on to where no one knew if it was a real storm or just some of those little ones always passing by. Either way, the rocks near the waterfall were slippery. Ceira had thought she heard a Pokemon crying for help somewhere around there. It ha dbeen a week after letting the Combusken go, and still her thoughts were blureed on him. She did in fact bring Machoke with her, leaving Jumpluff behind in fear of it getting swept away by a large breeze if there was a storm coming. She didn't know what spooked her really; The distant sound of lightling or something scattering somewhere. Either way she had did a slight jump, and down she went with a slid into the water's current. She knew she wasn't getting out alive. Even Machoke - who had tried to grab onto her arms when she feel - couldn't save her. All she remembered was her rushing down the short distance before going down somewhere. And then she blacked out completely.
She didn't know how long it was before she woke up. A few trees were around her, and she heard the rushing of water nearby. She groaned a couple of times before she heard footsteps, and all of the sudden someone - or something - was sitting her up. And then she heard the voice. Something she recignized imtedently.
"Com? Combusken!"
She turned her head instantly to see the face that she had heald not some week ago. The Pokemon looked worried for her, and she had to ask - "Did you save me?" The Pokemon relpied with a nod. Then it said something in Pokemon language, held up one fingure, then turned and ran off to leave her sitting there several minutes. In that time, Machoke found her sitting there, as if by some amrical that she would be alive. Of course, she told him what happend. At the end of the story, the Combusken returned with an oran berry in hand. At first she wouldn't eat it, knowing it wouldn't help with her body being scrped and her being drenched. But enough enough persuastion by both Pokemon, she ate it all, not knowing how good they actualy were.
The Combusken followed her all the way home, the cloud parting as they went along, Lucky for Ceira, her clothes dried because of the sun. Machoke was grumbling about something, while the Conbusken - who was practicaly leading the way - humming something as it waved it's arms. But as they reached her home, the Pokemon became more and more anxious as it began to quickly fall behind. When they reache dher house, he was practicaly clinging on to her for dear life. She knew he must've had a tramatic past.
Her parents her furious with her when she didn't check in when she was supposed to, which made her tell her story. Both were disapointed in her. She begn trying to beg them to let her play with Pokemon still, but they were both on the edge of banning her from the woods. And finally she brought Combusken into it. He had stood out side the whole time while Ceria talked about him, telling her parents that if she could train him, she could be more protected. Even her father hadn't heard of a story of where a Pokemon come back to save a human that saved it's life before. Her mother slowly took her side again, and within the hour, they made a deal. With a few arrangments, that is.
Withing the next few years, Ceira studied Pokemon and Medicenes of the sort. She also trained her new partner Slash with her father, learning about Pokemon them selves and strengths and weaknesses. Her mother commented one night to her father after checking up on Ceira about how she hadn't seen such a lovley couple. Upstairs, Ceira layed on her stomach with a small breath as Slash laid his torso ontop of her backas if protecting her. Her father just laughed at that.
At the age of twelve, Ceira began her adventure a little bit late, but with knowlage. She left Jumpluff at home with her mother as a garden handy worker and took her father's Machoke as some sort of protection and muscles as she went. Her dream to become a trainer and ranger would soon be fulfilled. She soon took all eight Johto Region badges as her own and competeed in the Pokemon Leauge withing a couple of years, and soon got more interested in the different types of Pokemon there were in the world. Her now current mission if to find Shaymin and Giritina, recearching about them and learning that that just may know the fate of the Earth as humanity know it. Team[/u][/b] Nickname: Slash Gender: Male Level: 69 Moves:- Sky Uppercut
- Mega Kick
- Fire Spin
- Flame Thrower
****** [/center] Nickname: Champion Gender: Male Level: 52 Moves:- Strength
- Rock Smash
- Sky Uppercut
- Sismeck Toss
****** [/center] Name: Pidgeot Gender: Female Level: 54 Moves:- Fly
- Ariel Ace
- Roost
- Whirl Wind
****** [/center] Nickname: Jaws Gender: Male Level: 63 Moves:- Surf
- Hydro Canon
- Hyper Beam
- Earthquake
****** [/center] Nickname: Crescent Gender: Female Level: 55 Moves:- Phsycic
- Luster Purge
- Aura Sphere
- Assist
Info: Each Pokemon on her team has a spesific reason for being there with her. Slash was her first Pokemon, and is sort of her fire. She took Champ with her as her muscles, knowing she'd need him. Pidgeotto is her air transportion. She had found the bird as a Pidgeotto in a Pokeball abondon on the road side. After not being able to find her trainer, she eventually just took the Pokemon as her own. The Pokemon really didn't get along with her at first, but not evolved, they're like best friends. Jaws had actualy came to her one morning as a Crconaw, looking for food because of his pond being completely empty. He eventualy helped her in return from a pack of three Houndoom, and he's been with her ever since, and is now her water ride. Cresen'ts story is alittle bit more detalive, for potchers were attacking her when Ceira found her. With a long battle, the Pokemon escaped badly injured. And it didn't take long before Ceira found her again, and easily healed her up . And the dya after, the Pokemon wouldn't stop following her. So it was only natural that she took the Pokemon in and let her be sort of the brains.
mother • Lilian L. Lawford | 44 | Stay AT Home Mom & Vegtibal Seller father • James C. Lawford | 45 | Former Pokemon Trainer, Is Now A Part Time Teacher At A Pokemon School
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Post by Kçℵ on Jul 7, 2009 19:49:47 GMT -7
Blaze Name • Blaze. Speices • Blaziken. Age • About Five. Origin • A Cave Is All He Knows. Theme Song • I Ran[So Far Away] - Bowling For Soup.
Heigt • About 6'3" Weight • 125, Though He Doesn't Look Like It. Build • Kind Of Muscular.
Likes [/b] • - Being Alone.
- Traveling.
- Being Stealthy.
- Sometimes Picking On Weaker Pokemon.
- Stealing.
Dislikes • - Humans.
- Towns and Cities.
- How Humans Treat Pokemon.
- The Fact The Most Pokemon Are Humanized When They Should Be Wild.
Strengths • - Fire.
- Concentration.
- Fighting.
- His Wrists, Duh.
weaknesses • - Water.
- Dark Places.
- Flying Types.
- People Bothering Him.
Fears • - Humans.
- The World Ending.
- Being Captured.
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Personality: Blaze is usually the type of Pokemon who travels alone. He doesn't like the company of anyone or anything. He hasn't cared for anyone or anything as far as anyone knows, and he knows he doesn't plan on it. He's more of a loner, not wanting to get into the deep crowds or anything. He knows he's not specail or anything, either; he can't talk to humans, he doesn't have any specail abilities, he isn't the offspring of some acient/legendary Pokemon. In fact, he knows he's worhtless. He knows he won't amount to anything, and he blames his past for that. So don't get your hopes up when you meet the guy. He isn't planning on a lover, friend, or even aquatance. He enjoys being alone and stealing, and to him, that's really the only thing that matters.
History: So Blaze didn't have the best life. Sure, let's go along with that theme. Not the best life. He knows he was born in a cave, but doesn't know where exactly. All he remembers his his mother picking him up and trying to quiet him and his cries. There was trouble brewing by the sound of his parent's voice, and for a moment, there was pure silence. He was smart enough to know that he should be scared, and so he began to shak and tremble because of it. It was only natural instinct that he would. And then it happend.
The cave burst into smoke and tremors, and both his parents took off running, Blaze him self in his mother's arms. He remembered the scenrey flash by him, but his mother was going too fast to see what exactly they were going by. All he remembered was the darkness turning into a dim-faded light, like that of a sun setting. Brown dirt walls turned into green plants around them, and soon they were far enough away from the noise to think they were safe. They had stopped near a small stream, a log lying across to the other side. Blaze's mother thought it was safe enough to put him down, let him take his first steps. He did, of course, and imedently began blancing on the nearby log while his parents stood around watching carefully.
And then it happend. As Blaze looked over to check if his parents were still watching, a thing appeared, looking like vines tangled together, snatching his parents to the ground. Blaze didn't watch where he was stepping as this happend, and slipped on a peice of moss. He went catapulting about ten or more feet down to the small stream, the ground bumping his head hard enough to knock him clean out. He never knew what happend to his parents then, or who had taken them exactly. All he remembered were his pleas and cries before he was unconcious.
He awoke in a room, many humans standing over him. He was weak and his vision was blurry. He didn't know what to think about what he was seeing. He could hear voices. And amazingly, he could understand them. He tried to tell them what happend, that they just had to go and save his parents, but all they understood was his Pokemon cries. They all seemed delighted as he sat up, looking around with clear vision. The room was pure white, while some monsterous machines around him. All of the people but one were in aprons. The one lady was in a white dress, with a strange pink Pokemon with a hat on next to her, which he would later find out that it was a Chnasey. They carried him to a room with many cages, and all he could do was trust them.
Many Pokemon the same size as him - and even greater in size - stayed in confrotable looking cages such as his around him. Many slept, others grumbled. Only a few were able to pace around. Next to his own cage, Blaze could see a lizard-looking thing through the bars, which he would later find out was a Charmander. He made friends with that little lizard, always talking to it and laughing about something. About a week past for Blaze, and already he had made two friends: a Charmander who called him self Rex, and a Happiny named Happy, who frankly belonged to one of the Pokemon Breeders that helped out at a place called the Pokemon Center, where Blaze was being held. Yes, Blaze thought he had a better life than before, always being taken care of. But then it happend.
Some boy - up to his day he still forgets his features - walked into the caged room and right up to Rex's cage. Of course the Charmander scattered back the first time the boy's hands reached into his cage. Blaze joined him, trying to tell him not to go to him. But the human won over, Rex going faithfully into the arms of the boy. The boy took Rex out of the room, and Blaze never saw his friend again. Happy tried to assure him that his friend was in better hands, but the Torchic just couldn't believe her. He began to become agitated as two more weeks went by, pacing in his small cage as best he could. He was next in line to have the same fate as his freind Rex had had, whatever that may have been.
And he knew it.
He soon came up with a plot to escape, waiting for the right chance to use it on the humans. And soon, it came. One of the carefree humans who never paid attention came along to clean his cage, like they did every week. Trusting Blaze, the human set the small Pokemon on a small metal table while he cleaned the cage out. While the human began cleaning and humming, Blaze made a dash for it. He jumped off the table, and took off in a run towards the door that he knew lead to the outside. With a strike of luck, the door opened, and he dashed past a human man, finally free.
He soon trained him self to become stronger, evolving first into a Comusken, and then into a Blazeiken. He gave himself the name Blaze of course, for no one had had the time to give him a name to keep. He made a pact to him self that one day he would finrd his friend Rex and his parents, and would never trust anyone the same again. He began stealing his food as well, tricking humans and the such. He just never believed that humans could be so gullible. That's why he never liked them in the first place. If there was a first place, that it.
Moves -- Fire Blast
- Over Heat
- Focus Blast
- Blaze Punch
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Post by Kçℵ on Jul 12, 2009 14:53:41 GMT -7
Christopher Michael Young full name • Christopher Michael Young nick names • Chris, Mike birthdate • November 5, 1988 | 21 Years Old hometown • Rann Town sexuality • Straight theme song • On My Way - Phil Collins
height • About 5'7" weight • 195 build • Muscular, Sort Of Tall hair • Red, SHaggy eyes • Green piercings • None tattoos • None distinguishing features • None
Likes [/b] • - Pokemon
- Fire Types
- Fire
- Partys
- Music
Dislikes • - Water
- Swimming
- Ground-Types
- Snotty People
- Ace Trainers
Strengths • - Fire
- Steam
- Stratigies
- Muscles
weaknesses • - Water
- Ground
- His Pokemon Getting Brutally Injured.
- His Friends Getting Hurt
habits/quirks • - Jumping Up And Down When Hyper.
- Scratching His Head When He's Confused.
- Sighing Too Much.
fears • - Drowning.
- The "Dark" Pokemon.
- Homework.
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Personality: Once you get down to it, Chris is one of the nicest guys you'll meet. He'll talk to you none stop like you're some sort of statue that was just there for him to talk to. He'll let you talk, of course. It just depends how far you get before he blows you off because of your attitude. Though most people don't understand him, he seems to understand everyone else just by looking at them. What they're feeling, why they are what they are, etc. He knows pretty much all of it. He normally leaves everyone in confusion, though. No one really gets him it the point. Though he somehow makes freinds in the end of it all. He always seems nice enough, so why not have a guy as a friend who also have a burning personality?
History: Chris had a fear of water ever since he was a baby. No one knows whay exactly, but he's never got in and actualy swam in it. They've tried putting him on trusted Pokemon, but he would always scream and cry when the Pokemon was in the water. Either was, he was always afraid of water, even though he had no life changing experiances with it. Though his begging may sound strange, the rest may confuse you completely.
Chris had always loved Pokemon, even from the start. Pokemon would always sleep in his crib when he was a baby, and there were a few rare times where a Pokemon ate with him on the table. For some strange reason, though, he always favored fire-types better than any other type there was. He would always crawl around with his father's Flareon and his mother's Torkoal when he was a baby, and would usually ride on Tork's back around the house like some kind of Choo Choo Train. Most people - even Chris's parents - laughed at what he did. Both parents were trainers when they were young, though his mother always competed in Coordinator Compitions when she was young as well. So it was no suprise when Chris loved the display of beauty when it came to things such as shows on TV and fireworks bursting in the air.
At the age of around four, Chris learned of his mother being pregnate. He knew that the child wasn't meant to be, but his mother wasn't going to get an abortion or give the baby away when it was born. That just made Chris happier, and the age of five, Chris got his wish of what most kids - mainly boys - always wanted: a baby brother. He was a bit overly excited, telling Flareon and Torkoal all about it, even though they already knew about it for nine months. Though somehow, this brother seemed different than him. For one, he had brown hair and brown eyes, just like his parents, though his mother had green eyes while his father had a lighter brunette hair dou. He also loved getting in the tub, but didn't care much for fire type at all. His parents named him Jacob, though Chris had a few other ideas in mind for the name.
At the age of eight, Chris was given some sort of egg. He didn't know what it was, or what was inside of it. All he knew was that he had to hatch it. It had been a gift from his parents for his eighth birthday. They knew he would want to go on his Pokemon adventure when he turned ten, so they knew that they had to find a Pokemon they could trust with their son before letting him off on his adventure. They had gotten the egg from the local daycare, so of course, they didn't know what Pokemon was inside the egg either. Over the next few months, Chris, Flareon, and Torkoal, along with some of his parent's other Pokemon, raised the eggcuasioutly and carfully. Even Chris's brother Jacob helped a little, reading children's books to it when Chris was away at school. And then one day, about a year later, the egg started hatching while Chris was asleep on summer break.
When Chris rolled over the next morning to check on how his egg how laying beside him, he literaly jumped out of his bed with a yell. Laying next to him was a small, dog-like Pokemon. It looked slightly dazed, as if it had just woken up from a long nap. It was small for a Groulithe, as his father would once say. The egg that it was in had broken into two halves, only a few parts broken off to make a small mess in the bed. His parents had came running in as soon as they heard him yell, though they just laughed when they saw the small puppy Pokemon. Chris didn't get the joke when he crawled back into his bed, though he was just as happy to see his Pokemon that he would spend the rest of his journeys with.
When the time finally arrived for Chris to leave, it was hard to say goodbye to some of the Pokemon that he knew he'd leave behind for a long while. Jacob have given him a long and hard hug before he left, which made him cry a bit when he did turn and leave. His parents had given him a strange necklace before he left, one with a crystal lying horazontally with a bead on either end to keep it in place. Over the next few months, Chris traveled around with his small Groulithe by his side. Many people mocked it when they saw it, though they were shunned down with the misery of defeat. Chris mainly only caught fire types, with the few acceptions of other types to help him get around, of which he would later send home or give to his brother when he was done training them. And when Chris finally made it to the big leauges at age eleven, he was almost stunned at what he saw.
So many people had gathered from far and near to compete in the championships, which made him have to call upon a few Pokemon from home. He evolved a few Pokemon with stones, though Groulithe seemed to want to prove to it's trainer that small was power. As the days flew past quickly, Chris began winning battle after battle as his family cheered him on from home. Groulithe was proving most everyone wrong about his disorder of being born small, crushing almost every foe larger than he was. Many people cheered for him, though many others frowned upon him for his battling style of speed over power. But it was working for him now, wasn't it? Not for long, though.
This was the battle to be in the top five in the championships. Chris and his opponet were at their final matchup. Chris was using Groulithe, while his opponet had sent out a Charizard to battle. Both were an even match-up, the tension rising with each move that the Pokemon had made. The fire-type moves that the Charizard was launching was only raising up Groulithe's stats because of his specail ability. Chris laughed inwardly at that as he had Groulithe attack, using a couple different moves such as bite and takedown. They were winning it seemed, but only by a long shot. And then it happend. The Charizard unexpectically lurcing on Groulithe, using Rage. Chris's Pokemon went down in one blow. That was Chris's last battle in the Championships. His Pokemon was badly injured, though some seemed to ignore that as he rushed to the Pokemon Centre in hopes of curing his injured Pokemon.
As he was waiting for his Pokemon to recover, Chris sat in the waiting room of the Pokemon Centre, watching as people past him, some staring at the TV on the wall, which were playing the Championships. Chris was deep in thought when a man had came up to him, startling him into a jump. The man told Chris that he didn't mean to scare him, and that he only wanted to talk. Knowing his Pokemon would come out healed any minute, Chris let him sit down and speak. Though, he was suprised at what the man told him there in that one Pokemon Centre.
The man told him of the Yoen City Gym Leader. He said to him that the man had passed away due to a fatal heart attack. Chris couldn't believe that much. He had seen the leader not sum month or so ago, and the man looked pretty healthy as is. But the man that spoke said it was true, and that someone else was taking his place until a true leader could come to the challange of becoming Gym Leader. And that's where Chris came in. The man asked him if he would be willing to become the Gym Leader of Yeon with some training. The man told him that he had been watching Chris for a while now, and that he thought his skills with fire types were some of the best he'd seen in many years. Chris was almost suprised, but what suprised the man even more was that Chris said yes.
Over the next few years, Chris trained hard with his Pokemon, catching a few to raise while asking for help from his parents and younger brother. Jacob had helped by training a few Pokemon that Chris had given him, then training with Chris to make his brother's Pokemon stronger. Chris went to the wildreness many times alone to train with his Pokemon to become stronger. The whole time, he kept that cyrstal around his neck that his parents had given him. And with each passing week, it grew a darker red than before. By the time he was sixteen, he had a team of high-leveled Pokemon. His Groulithe has evolved out of it's own free will to help it's trainer become stronger. The strange thing was that it was larger than it's usualy companions. Most were suprised, but Chris was just as happy.
But of course, all strange things happen to people who don't see them coming.
It was the middle of summer, and it was hot as hell. Team Rocket was at their peak, trying to capture many Pokemon for some sceme of theirs to take over the newly deveploped region. As one of the strongest people in Xato, Chris was one of the few who wanted to try and save Xato. Though nothing much was going according to plan. Many Pokemon were getting caught, including the Legendaries who came to flee here from other regions where they were getting attacked. And the next one on the list: Entai. Still having a passion for Fire Types, Chris was brave enough to scale Mt. Iron Side, where Entai was hidden. It was a long climb, and he knew he had been beaten to the top by Team Rocket. But by the sound of it, Entai was putting up a big fight. As he reached the top, large bursts of fire rapidly shot off of the summit, showing that the battle was still on. Because of Fang's evalution, Chris was able to ride his Pokemon through the hard parts to the summit, though what he saw was completely suprisng.
Entai was weakend badly, but he was still holding strong and fighting off Rocket. Many of the grunts had fled back, giving way to a few Commanders and their water types. Entai was going down in an instant if he got shot with a Hydro Pump, and Chris wouldn't stand for it. He called upon all of his Pokemon, and to Entai's suprise, Chris began helping. Entai could only go along with it, each type getting beaten down by some sort of Fire Type, such as Houndour Charizard. The Grunts and Commanders were stunned at the sudden loss of Pokemon, and it soon ended up with Giovanni having to battle. He laughed at his Team for how such a young boy was defeating such stronger Pokemon. Entai was growling behind Chris, though he didn't even flinch as the Pokemon stood next to him with pride. Though Giovanni put up a good fight, Fang and Entai ended the last blow on his Persian, making the team flee.
Chris remembered how Entai actualy spoke to him, telling him that he would one day repay the favor that Chris had given him. He then disapeared into the lava, wishing him luck with his new Gym Leader postion. Though he went back to town empty handed, Chris still trained egearly for the dya when he could once again see Entai, and then add him to his team.
He took the Gym of Yoen with pride, and many challangeres came from far and near to get their final Gym Badge. Some lost, some won, and many ended in a draw. Chris still had a bit of fun, though. And to this day, he still does. His new goal is to become better and hopfully become one of the Elite Four, or even the Xato Champion. His biggest goal, though, is to find Entai and have it as a part of his team. Team[/u][/b] Nickname: Fang Gender: Male Level: 70 Moves:- Flame Wheel
- Fire Fang
- Extreme Speed
- Blast Burn
******* Name: Houndoom Gender: Male Level: 63 Moves:- Flamethrower
- Bite
- Shadow Ball
- Blast Burn
******* Nickname: Quivil Gender: Male Level: 50 Moves:- Flame Wheel
- Take Down
- Quick Attack
- Return
******* [/center] Name: Flareon Gender: Female Level: 52 Moves:- Flame Wheel
- Flame Thrower
- Tackle
- Blast Burn
******* [/b] NickName: Magma Gender: Male Level: 50 Moves:- Overheat
- Fire Punch
- Fire Spin
- Fire Blast
mother • Lillian Young | 49 | Stay At Home Mom, Pokemon Breeder father • Calvin Young | 50 | Pokemon Breeder, Factory Worker siblings • Jacob Young | 16 | Pokemon Trainer [/size]
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Post by Kçℵ on Aug 12, 2009 13:40:58 GMT -7
PS - Imagine Him Without the Sword.Kc Briefs. full name • Kc Briefs nick names • Case, Braniac birth date • July 7th | 21 Years Old. He Never Tells Anyone When He Was Born, Though. hometown • Unknown. sexuality • Straight. theme song • In The End - Linkin Park.
height •About 5'6" or 5'7". weight • Around 190 Pounds. build • Muscular, Tallish. hair • Grey, Short/Long. eyes • Blue piercings • None. tattoos • None. distinguishing features • If He Takes His Jacket Off, He Has A Long Scar On His Left Arm. It Is Sometimes Visible When He Walks Because It Ends At His Pinky.
Likes [/b] • - Pokemon.
- Traveling..
- Battling.
- Having Fun.
- Meeting New People.
- Seeing New Things.
- Reading.
Dislikes • - People Who Abuse Pokemon.
- Being Cold At Night.
- Annoying People.
- Losing.
- Drunks.
Strengths • - Fire.
- Sunny Days.
- Quietness.
- Concentration.
weaknesses • - Water.
- Loud Noises.
- Annoyances.
- Crowded Areas.
habits/quirks • - Whistling.
- Humming Songs.
- Sometimes Spacing Out.
fears • - Getting Found Out.
- Getting Killed.
- People Learning Where He's From.
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Personality: Kc is, per-say, one of the nicest people you'll meet. He has a kind and caring personality, and is willing to help just about anyone he meets. Many call him a Pokemon Maniac because he knows so much about Pokemon, though he likes to disagree. Though from time to time he travels alone, he enjoys company more often than being alone. Sure, his Pokemon are there to keep him company, but he usually enjoys human contact as well. Speaking of Pokemon, he seems to get along really well with them. He befriends many of them easily, though plenty of times he can get into a battle with one by accident. Though he seems normal, Kc is the complete opposite. Though he won't tell anyone why, many people who've known him for a while will try to uncover his "other" history. Though he tried to ignore them, disregarding everything they say. On top of it all, Kc is a friend you'll probably always cherish.
History: Kc won't tell many others of what he believes to be his "other" history. Only a few select people can know, and that isn't very many in his part. Though he sometimes act strange, he has a reason why. He tries to ignore the fact that he's different from the people around him, knowing he could accidentally kill someone in a heart-beat if something went wrong around him. That's why he's sometime over-cautious around others. But don't let that fool you. He's as normal as you can be once you get to know him.
It all started when he was three years old. Yes, three. He and his friend - who was about twenty or so - were wandering outside the place where they had lived. Kc and he both knew Martial arts, so Case's friend promised to train him. They new nothing about Pokemon, or even where they were walking to. Kc just kept asking when they were gonna train. Of course, Kc brought his dog that day, a Sheltie named Rex. Bored - and happy to see Rex, apparently - Kc raced ahead with his dog at his heels. Moments later, when he was ahead of his friend - of whose names was Mikey - in a small clearing surrounded by shrubs and bushes. Something that looked like a small purple rat raced across his path, so of course yelled aloud in surprise. Mikey had came running, only to be surprised at what he saw. Soon enough, another strange creature - a small bird by the looks of it - came crashing down on them, making them scatter and find shelter for the night.
When they awoke, they went their way, walking on some path even if they knew it probably wasn't the way out. Kc - like almost every other three year old - spaced out while he walked, falling a bit behind Mike and Rex. But something gleaming in a bush caught his eye while he was staring into space, so of course he stopped and picked it up. It was a baseball-sized ball, with one half red and the other half white. A thick black line separated the colors, with a white dot. When his friend realized he had fell behind, he turned back, only to notice what the small child was holding. He of course took it from him and examined it, only to accidentally release a giant brown rat that was inside. Both were frightened a bit, Rex saying - don't ask - that it smelled like garbage. A moment later- and without warning - a boy came up, mad as he ripped the ball and leaving, gesturing down a path they should go down if they wanted a "Pokemon."
That's when it all started. Kc got a Growlithe as a starter Pokemon because he and his friend were late. Kc and Mikey - or should I say Mikey and Kc? - went on a journey, on of their friends guiding the way, along with Rex following behind. They began quickly learning about Pokemon, Kc getting an amazing amount of strong Pokemon such as Nidoking, Beedrill, Fearow, and Kangazkan for such a little child. They were doing great, even beating up a few Team Rocket goons here and there. They even challenged Giovanni him self. Though, surprisingly, it was Kc who defeated him. Both trainers ended up going to the Pokemon Championships along with Mikey's two sons and one of their friends. And to everyone's surprise, it was the immature and hyper three-year-old who won and became champion of the Kanto Region, his Blastiose giving the final blow on Mike's Pikachu.
Kc soon ventured with Mikey to Johto at the age of five as a birthday present from Mikey and to Hoenn at the age of eight as some sort of final fun before something was to come up. Kc recently finished the Sinnoh Region as well, and has plenty to tell from that, including catching Palkia and Mike's youngest son getting his own Pokemon finally. So Case explain much history as you can tell. He has a lot to tell. If you want to know any more, you'd have to ask him.
I hear he tells excellent stories. His Team[/u][/b] Name: Growlithe Gender: Male Level: 95 Moves:- Flame Wheel
- Extreme Speed
- Fire Blast
- Blast Burn
******* Name: Blaze[Not Same As The One I RP] Gender: Male Level: 87 Moves:- Focus Blast
- Fire Blast
- Sky Uppercut
- Blaze Punch.
******* Name: Froslass Gender: Female Level: 58 Moves:- Ice Shard
- Shadow Ball
- Blizzard
- Shadow Claw.
******* Nickname: Blaster Gender: Male Level: 62 Moves:- Surf
- Hydro Pump
- Hydro Cannon
- Rapid Spin
******* Nickname: Sparks Gender: Female Level: 65 Moves:- Spark
- Crunch
- Thunder
- Iron Tail
******* Name:Absol Gender: Male Level: 70 Moves:- Crunch
- Shadow Ball
- Hyper Beam
- Destiny Bond
Other Memebers.[/u][/b] Nickname: Shift Gender: Male Level: 70 Moves:- Razor Wind
- Extrasensory
- Pound
- Giga Drain
******* Name: Areo Gender: Female Level: 62 Moves:- Sand Tomb
- Sand Storm
- Hyper Beam
- Ariel Ace
******* Nickname: King Gender: Male Level: 55 Moves:- Mega Horn
- Metal Claw
- Take Down
- Poision Fang
******* Nickname: Inferno Gender: Male Level: 72 Moves:- Flame Wheel
- Blast Burn
- Mach Punch
- Focus Blast
mother • Bulma Briefs | 46 | Owns Her Own Company. father • Vegeta | 46 | Unknown. Siblings • Bulla Briefs | 16 | No Job Tyson Briefs | 20 | School [/size]
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