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Name: Veri Tonkin
Gender: Female and proud of it!
Age: 13
Appearance: See picture below
Personality: Wary of new people, but once you get to know her, she is nice and silly and trustworthy. Quite a tomboy/feminist, she hates pink and how people think it's a girl color, and dislikes Pokemon Showcases. Very impulsive, and good at making decisions, she is a naturual leader, but would rather be on her own. She is smart, but not computer genius straight A's smart, but in a way, she always knows what to do.
Pokemon owned: A Glaceon, a Victini, a Pikachu, and a Fennikin.
Status: This is her first year traveling
Backstory: She visited a gym and saw her first battle when she was five, and wanted to be a trainer ever since. She aspires to be a gym leader.
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Okay, that's it! No more people please! If anyone posted after Hermione, I'm sorry, you can't join.
Venice~
"Looks like the sun's setting," I mutter to myself, looking at the sky, a dark splotch with streaks of orange. "I guess we'll be camping tonight."
I enjoy camping. It means I get to be alone for a night in the woods. It's even better if a wild Pokemon turns up, because then I can befriend or battle it. Getting connections with Pokemon is always good, even if you don't capture them– some have ties of honor and will pay you back if you help them.
I let out my Pokemon first, and then take out my tent from the backpack I wear. "We're camping out," I inform them, and they do a Pokemon dance of excitement. "Want to do some practice battles after I get the tent up?"
"Busken!"
"Tail, tail!"
"Ta!"
"Growlithe!"
I grin and bang in one of the stakes. Combusten assists me with the next two, and I do the last, pull up the tent, and sit cross-legged on the grass. "Who wants to go first?"
"Tail!"
Of course Ninetails wants to go first. She may not be my first Pokemon, but she's the most evolved.
"Busken!"
And Combusken, who is my second-most evolved Pokemon and my oldest.
"All right," I say. "The battle between Combusken and Ninetails will now begin!"
The two are very well matched, and know the other's tricks because we practice together so often. We aren't even close to the battle when there is a sudden interruption . . .
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Miro
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I glance up at the darkening sky, frowning as stars begin to appear on it. Shoot. This means I'll have to camp in the woods. I've never particularily caring for sleeping in the forest, because–firstly–there are wild Pokémon milling about everywhere, fierce and ready to attack. Luckily, though, I do have Blu to protect. He evolved into a Lucario just a few days ago, and so far he is rocking at the tough Category! I look over at him momentarily as he walks along beside me. The rest of my Pokémon are in their balls around my waist, but I always feel bad putting Blu in there, as he's now so big, and besides, potentially bad people are always intimidated by a Lucario, even if I myself know he's not as tough as he is onstage.
"Alright, let's set up here," I say, throwing down my stuff on the ground and setting up the tent, with help from Blu. Once it's been arranged, I crawl inside and let all my Pokémon out, until they're all sat in a circle around me. "Okay, guys, you know what time it is!" I reach into my bag and pull out my brush, wanting to groom everyone out before hitting the hay. "Ciiin!" Ellhi pushes her way up to me first, always a diva looking to get her soft neck fur brushed out.
"Whoa, whoa, Ellhi!" I laugh, taking her in my arms. "You won't be able to go first every day, you know." Ellhi doesn't say anything else, only looks expectantly at me. Obligingly I take the brush in my hands and set to work on her silky fur, meticulously combing out every lock until it seems to shimmer. After I finish with Ellhi, Shalot hops into my lap, his eyes sparkling with hope. I go over him more quickly, as he has less thick fur, and end with polishing his shell until it gleams. "There you go!" I say to Shalot, leaning back. "Here," I continue, reaching for my camera, and take a few shots of Shalot posing against the moonlit wall of the tent. "Perfect. I'll share them tomorrow morning!" When I look over at Blu, he shakes his head quietly, though he does smile. I grin in understanding, though I do feel sad that I can't brush him like I could when he was a Riolu.
"Now…" I say, knowing full well Riri is purring at me. "I think that's everyone!"
"Meeooow!" Riri says, annoyed, but I teasingly ignore her.
"Yes, that's all done!" Done with me, Riri pokes her claw into my shirt, her tail twitching angrily. "Ahaha, okay, Riri! Come here, you pretty kitty." Satisfied, Riri sits down in front of me, and I reach for the brush. Out of nowhere, an explosive red flame lights up our tent, and Riri's fur explodes out, and she bolts for the tent door, panicked out of her mind. I scramble up, heart pounding, and immediately give chase, followed by my team. "No!! Riri come back, it wasn't even near our tent!!" Branches whip at my face as I stumble after my Meowth, until I finally catch up to her, panting, and take out her Pokéball. "Here, come here, girl," I say, holding it out to her and she willingly goes in, though her fur is still spiked out wildly. "Oh, no, where am I?" I pant out as the rest of my Pokémon catch up. It's just then that I notice a girl standing there, her Combusken and Ninetails poised in fighting stance.
"Ah-HA!" she says, her face lighting up. "You have Pokémon! Come on, let's BATTLE!" Confusion and panic shoot through me, and I trip back, backing hurriedly away from her fiery team.
"NO!" I shout, then try to quiet my voice. "I mean… um, no, I can't!"
She looks at me, now confused as well. "Huh? Why not?"
"I… really just can't. I'm not a battler, I compete in contests. None of my Pokémon know battling moves or fighting tactics. I'm really sorry, I'll go now."
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Sorry, I wasn't trying to control Venice too much. Also, I figured that I'd jump in. Apologies to St. if you had something else planned.
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Isabella Romave
*A cloaked figure walks into camp with a pokemon that you have never seen before and surprises you*
Hey
*the cloaked figure speaks with a surprising feminin voice*
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i like to post then wait so yeah i am waiting for something else to happen
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Isabella Romave
*A cloaked figure walks into camp with a pokemon that you have never seen before and surprises you*
Hey
*the cloaked figure speaks with a surprising feminin voice*
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i like to post then wait so yeah i am waiting for something else to happen
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umm… could you maybe not do victini? it is a ledgendary pokemon and is super OP. Its not really fair to the rest of us.
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Its not victini and its Celibi i have no clue what it does and its a bff who i dont fight trainers with
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-Sol
I sit in my perch atop the tree, about to fall asleep. Below, there's a sudden commotion below. Fire Pokémon light the night, and I'm awakened. Looking down, three different people are in one respective camp. A Fire trainer, a contest star, and a cloaked figure holding a Celebi. Sleepily, I wobble to my feet. "Cloaks are my thing–" I lose my balance and fall.
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I have to agree with DRAGON here, and I really should read the charrie sheets more closely. Victini is super powerful, a legendary, and really rare. For someone in her first year of traveling, with a Pikachu, Fenekin, and Glaceon– she couldn't possibly catch a Victini. Feel free to replace it with another Pokemon, though.
Venice~
"A contest trainer?" I ask, intrigued. "I've never even heard of that. What are they?"
The newcomer smiles– this is obviously his area of expertise. "Contests are shows of beauty for Pokemon! They get judged based on a wide variety of topics–"
Another person steps into our midst. "Hey," she says. There's a Pokemon next to her who I don't recognize, a green one and small who chirps "Cel!"I pull out my Pokedex and scan the creature. "Celebi," it says, "The time travel pokemon. It serves as the guardian of the Ilex Forest."
"It's a legendary," I say. "How in the world did this person catch a legendary?"
At that moment, another person literally crashes the party, one wearing a huge cloak.
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@Hermione, thanks for the clarification!
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~Ochre
It was dawn, I slip silently out of bed and get dresed. Grabbing Drakes pokeball, I look around for spark. I never kept my Larvestra in a pokeball, she hated it. There she was, I pick her up from the top of my chest of drawers. Spark mutters and curled up in my arms, she was very partial to sleeping. I grab my bag and head out of the door. Once I was out on the sidewalk I let Drake out of his pokeball. Hopping on my Charizards back we set off across town to find Mikala.
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hey guys. I wanted to join the RP but I didn't have the time.
could I be the bad guy? I'll be the elete four or something.
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No, I'm sorry. If you wanted to join the RP earlier, you definitely could have reserved a spot. I can't let anyone else join.
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Mikala~
"Ochre over here!" I shout she stops walking and I run to catch up to her.
"You're coming?I thoght it was too busy at the pokemon center,"Ochre says
"I'm coming. Nurse Joy said she could manage"I let my eeve out of it's pokeball and it wanders around us as we walk away from town it's almost night and it's getting dark
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Isabella Romave
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*she is clearly interested in who sol is and her friend celibi hides in her cloak from the pokedex and is afraid of it*
Be calm Cici
*she says this to celibi and it calms down a bit then she turns to face the trainers and greets all of them*
Hello I am midnight or that is what you can call me until I reveal my real name.
*she startes to summon a pokemon but becomed distracted by something behind the trainers*
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