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That was the best name I could think of... Anyway, so, after some discussion, I decided to go ahead with this. This may not be the best time to start, it being christmas eve and all, but I may as well post it now.

Quick warning, there will be violence in this, so if you're not okay with that you may want to skip this one. There shouldn't be too many long, bloody fights, if any at all, but expect death, probably not to our characters, but expect it to happen. (basically, I don't actually know how much violence there will be, but expect at least some)

It had been about ten years since Kanto was taken over. An entire generation was growing up who had never even heard of pokemon trainers. Talking about pokemon training, pokemon battles, and anything related to the ownership of pokemon was illegal. Even simply mentioning pokemon was risky. The gym leaders and even the elite four and the champion were nothing more than figureheads, no longer possessing any sort of power. The new government, formerly an evil organization, seemingly no different from any of the other evil organizations throughout the world, ruled with an iron fist.

They didn’t seem so bad at first, in fact they were once welcomed into Kanto. Cinnabar Island was home to a volcano, which was known to be active, but thought to be safe enough to build a city on. That is, until the day the inevitable happened. Most were able to make it out okay, but there were casualties, the leader of the Cinnabar Gym being one of them. Cities all around Kanto did everything they could to help, taking refugees in until new houses could be built. However, some ‘Good Samaritans” from another nation swooped in to help. They built a rather large refugee camp in Pewter, supposedly off of donations from their home nation. But once everything was starting to settle down, they didn’t leave. Instead, they become the new police force of Pewter. More and more frequently, disasters started occurring, with Kanto’s ‘friends’ always there to save the day. They became more of a presence throughout Kanto, saving cities from disasters and then buying the cities out. Soon, they were all throughout Kanto. They used their new influence to establish new laws; they declared pokemon too dangerous for citizens to have and banned training, legally taking pokemon away from their trainers. Soon, they had full control of the nation.

Now with two nations under their control, Kanto and Sinnoh, Team Galactic had gotten farther than any similar organization had before.

You are old enough to remember the times before this happened, and you want those times back. You, and a group of others with the same goal, plan to take them down. You’re not sure how to go about doing that, but you’re sure you’ll all come up with something.

(One more thing about the characters, each will have a tamed pokemon with them. They can be anything but you should probably keep it small and easy to hide. The pokemon can be one you managed to hold on to, even without its pokeball, one you released and somehow found again, one you only tamed recently, or whatever else you can come up with.)

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[u][b]Pokemon: [/b][/u]

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[b]Other Details:[/b](optional)

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Just a note about age, it should be around 18-25.
Also, while you can only start with one pokemon, you can get more later.
Other details about your pokemon can be anything, personality, habits, the reason behind its name, any unusual features, anything you think is important. It can be in paragraph format, or point format, whichever you prefer.

Accepted Characters

Anise Black - Dusk(Gastly)  (dragoncat)
Tyler Betancourt - Seymour(Scraggy)  (A Wild Scrafty Appeared)
Mark Hatten - Diesel(Furret) (Kpyna)
Kitsami Sarobin - Kenji(Lucario) (Kitt)
Elle Vargas - Raze(Charmeleon) (DisterbedHaxorus)
Anya Aonair - Saphira(Gabite) (Dorchadas)

Name: Anise Black
Age: 18
Gender: Female
She is about average height, has dark brown (could easily be mistaken for black), shoulder length hair, which she sometimes ties back. She has dark brown eyes. Her wardrobe consists of two dull coloured tee-shirts, a pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, and a pair of sneakers. She keeps whatever she isn’t wearing in a backpack that she keeps whatever supplies she thinks they’ll need in, usually hastily thrown in, making it quite disorganized.

She has a cheerful nature, though that has toned down significantly since the takeover, but it still manages to show through with her optimism. She feels a strong connection with Ghost types, because of how much time she spent with them. Lavender Town was a small town that wasn’t home to many families, so there weren’t many other children there, and those that were there were not close to her age, so she grew up a pretty solitary person. She doesn’t really like having too many people around, and she’s a little awkward, but when she is comfortable she is pretty easy going. When she or her friends are in danger she is quick to act, but easy to intimidate, so she often backs down, depending on the situation.

When she was younger, she spent a lot of time in Pokemon Tower. Her parents hadn’t explained ‘death’ to her yet, so she didn’t know why it was such a big deal. She only wanted to meet pokemon, and the tower was the only place she could do that, since her parents didn’t allow her out of the town because she was too young. She was friends with all the pokemon in the tower, especially with a Gastly and a Cubone, who she called her best friends.
When Team Galactic bought the tower, they quickly captured almost all of the pokemon who lived in it, including the Cubone, but the Gastly managed to escape. Thankfully, Ghost types are easier to hide than most other types, so keeping it a secret wasn’t hard. She and her Gastly had stayed together ever since.
She is determined to find a way to free all of the tower’s pokemon and find Cubone (though by now it’s likely either a Marowak or dead), and hopefully, find a way to end Galactic’s reign of terror.


Nickname: Dusk
Species: Gastly
Gender: Female
Starting level: 23
Current move set: Lick, Mean Look, Night Shade, Confuse Ray
Other Details:
-Her name is Dusk because the only other nickname Anise could think of was ‘Smokey’ and that was too obvious
- She is pretty playful, especially now that she is finally allowed to be seen by people other than Anise, and she often likes to pull small pranks on the other people and pokemon in the group.
- She hates the wind and will avoid any amount of it whenever possible.

Starter Post:

Anise poked at the dying embers of a small fire she had made inside of Diglett’s Tunnel, near the Vermilion entrance, the meeting place she and the others decided on. It seemed the most accessible place to meet, since many towns and cities were close to one of the entrances, with most close to this one, and anyone closer to the Pewter entrance could simply make their way through the tunnel.

She was the first there; she poorly predicted how long it would take to get from Lavender Town to here, so she left too early. She sighed as she continued poking the embers with a stick. The stick caught fire and she threw it on top of the embers, and then grabbed the last few pieces of wood she had gathered and placed them in the renewed flame, bringing the fire back to its initial size. She was a little worried about GPF (Galactic Police Force) noticing her little camp fire, which would cause all sorts of problems, but she was situated safely in an alcove, deep enough into the tunnel to keep her completely hidden from anyone outside, and there was a light wind blowing into the tunnel, taking the smoke with it. She was more worried about the fact that she had no more firewood and the sun hadn’t set yet.
“Dusk,” she spoke to the Gastly who was hovering a few feet away from her, farther into their hiding place to protect herself from the wind, “could you go collect some more firewood?”

Dusk gave her a look to say that Anise must be crazy if she thinks she is going out into the wind. “Oh, come on, there isn’t even that much wind,” she scoffed. Dusk simply glared at her in protest. The ‘conversation’ quickly became a staring contest between the two, until Dusk gave up and left to fulfill her request. “Thank you,” Anise responded, sounding rather satisfied with herself. She still sort of wondered how the Gastly could pick things even though she was mostly just gas, but apparently it worked.

She hoped one of her friends would show up tonight, but she couldn’t be sure. Most, if not all of them lived in different towns and cities, so it would take some of them a few days to get here if they traveled by foot. She just hoped most of them would arrive around the same time, so they wouldn’t have to try to hide too many people and pokemon in the small alcove she hid in. At least she wouldn’t have to worry about Dusk, who knew to hide herself as soon as she heard someone coming.

Edit: I forgot to add my starter post, which had some important information... Mainly where everyone is meeting... Sorry about that.

Meowstic Royalty:

Name: Tyler Betancourt
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: Rather tall and lanky, standing at a height of 6'5". Although thin, his height and deep tone to his voice give him the strange ability to appear as if he towers over anyone else, in height and authority. His hair is pitch black, pretty much invisible if the background were to be a night sky. The hair is pretty much just spikes going all over the damned place, looking like a hedgehog in a wind tunnel. His eyes that appeared to stay dull and perhaps lifeless even in harsh sunlight were a dark tone of green. He wore a waistcoat low enough to reach down to his knees, dark grey trousers and a pair of glasses doubling as video cameras.
Personality: The new world he has to endure each day has taken its toll. He's usually about as happy as a turkey at Christmastime, remaining serious yet mature in most situations. It takes far too long for someone to gain his trust, due to his trust being broken so many times in the past. He usually demands authority, and believes whatever he says goes. He will gladly fight for what he believes in. He's not afraid to say what's on his mind, no matter what crap it could put him in.
History: Seemingly immediately after birth, he was abandoned by his parents. Perhaps they were lost in one of the disasters. Frankly, he didn't know and didn't care. He never knew them, so to him it wasn't a huge loss. He was raised in Pewter City by a Kangashkan, who was later killed by a mugger driven crazy by desperation after the Cinnabar Island volcanic eruption left him homeless, penniless and friendless. After that, he was forced to look after himself, and over time became more sour than before.


Nickname: Seymour
Species: Scraggy
Gender: Male
Starting level: 38
Current move set: Bulk Up, Ice Punch, High Jump Kick, Crunch
Other Details:(optional) Along with the focus band around his neck, his wrist contains a Life Orb embedded into a ring, mainly for convenience. Also, it looks better than holding it normally.

A Pokemon with a Hardy nature, he's capable of taking a few punches and will retaliate with brute force. He's quote proud of the power he has, but just the sight of a Bug Type causes him to jump in the arms of the nearest thing that breathes. Even a Joltik. His fear of bugs is just silly when you consider everything else.

Starter Post

I remember everything.

Back then, life was good. Pewter City, life of luxury if ya ask me. Pokemon were friends. The Kangashkan I knew was one that actually saved my life. I wasn't the most fortunate of kids,but that Motherly Kangaroo helped me more than words can describe.

I really wish I could repay her.

I can't.

She's gone.

And so is everything else I want to live for.

Compare today with when I was young, this place is hell on earth. After that Kangashkan got killed, that's when everything went downhill, including any trace of happiness. I've tried remaining strong though. Hell, it ain't easy. Today's world has been ruined by every stupid evil corporation you can name. Why? Hell if I know.

They just want to see people suffer. And I want to do the same to them.

I'm not a fan of working with others, I'm more of an individual if you disregard Seymour. But I'll make an exception.

I'm done having to endure this hellhole of a wasteland day after day.

I want my old life back. And I'd kill for it. To be fair, I probably will.

Save me a spot if you would

Alright, looks good! Though, didn't realize I left out my starter post, so, while your starter is fine, if you want add to it now, you can. Either way, it's accepted.

--- Quote from: ShinyBlaziken2000 on December 25, 2014, 02:18 ---Save me a spot if you would

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Alright, no problem


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