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Jul 31 2011, 08:18 PM
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Guess who's back?
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It's official, I wanna reserve both Mew and Celebi, thank you
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Promise me you'll return!Ignore If You Dare (click to showhide) The one, the only, 123may. I LOVE Riolu, Umbreon, and Poochyena. QUOTE(Slave1 @ Jun 13 2012, 01:48 PM) AND MAY, YOU DROPPED YOUR LINK QUOTE(Shadow Dragon @ Jun 13 2012, 04:19 PM) May stop dropping links I JUST CLEANED THESE FLOORS QUOTE(Shadow Dragon @ Jun 4 2012, 07:50 PM) Yes I have and sometimes I get scared Its all "Rawr Im a big profile" and Im all "Nooooo words ;A;" QUOTE(Holy Roman Empire @ Jun 20 2012, 11:00 PM) I'm giving up the fight. So what I'm still a rock star. We shall after all the thinking I have done. You are a genie in a bottle walking down a boulevard of broken dreams while these little wonders still remain. I've got time to think about the love that has gone; Where is the love? It has gone to hit me with your best shot and renamed itself Cotton Eyed Joe because you are dead and gone. Fallen angel, you are a shewolf in disguise. Not as good as I once was, but this is the story of another one bites the dust. As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor I sing 'Bye Bye Bye' while my buddy screws gravity and starts floating. I used to rule the world until I wanted candy and told everyone 'Don't mess with me'. Hello, salute, it's me, your duke. I gotta feeling that I'm still unwritten and that I need another story. It's gonna be me, but the rhythm of love makes the stars lean down to kiss you. A concrete angel then falls down like a toy soldier. You're like a soldier, choosing your battles. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, get back in the saddle because that makes you larger than life because, one way or another, I wanna talk about me. Because that's how I beat Shaq, this is all Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue. Can't touch this! AMEN!
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Aug 2 2011, 04:16 PM
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Scolipede Rider
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Sorry, I went a-campin' and didn't warn the interwebz. I apologize further, as neither of my chars are evil, unless you want a third char, which will probably be something silly like Phione. Heh. In other news, my first character is nearly complete, and shall be posted shortly, at the latest tomorrow.
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No compy Sundays and I can only update once a day. Exile VilifyStuff (click to showhide) The Other PerspectiveA Minecraft-based fanfic. QUOTE(A Klowii @ Jan 8 2011, 09:53 PM) And mountains can't do.... PHOTOSYNTHESIS. "The cake is a lie."
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Aug 4 2011, 10:44 AM
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Yay more characters you don't have to make an evil you, Xychi, but it would be nice if you did Ale ffffdf so sorry I haven't posted up the topic My days of the week have been seriously lessees up and I didn't realize yesterday was Wensday that party really messed me up hnnnnnn Edit;;;; On a second choice I will wait on Xychi, since s/he should be close enough done, I guess If any objections I do have everything written up, so just say something and everything will be posted. Spoiler (click to showhide) Defender:Username: Shadow Dragon Name: Annabella Willow Gender: Female Age: 25 Hometown: Snowpoint City, Sinnoh, Legendary: Regigigas Powers: Annabella, despite her small and young looks, was given the power of Regigigas – meaning, she now has super strength abilities. Mostly, she is stronger than an average person, matching that or maybe more of a strong body builder. At its peak – meaning, mostly when extremely pissed off – Annabella is known to be able to rip heavy objects, such as, say, a soda machine, and hurl it at whomever. Normally, she’s able to probably pick up a full sized adult and possibly, on a good day, a small child at once. Side: Chaotic, mostly. Appearance: (x) One thing most people would say about Annabella is that she looks like a delicate little doll. Being just barely 4’10” she’s sometimes mistaken for being younger than she is. With golden, wavy blond hair, all but held back by a black headband but for the bangs, that reaches just to the waist, a pair of sapphire blue eyes, and skin just the right shade of white with the small hints of a tan, she truly is a stunning lady. Being as she is, Annabella has developed a curvy body with a good sized chest. Other than mascara and pale red lipstick, Annabella doesn’t wear much on a daily basis. Like many other females, Annabella prefers to don a high-collared white silk dress that reaches only a third down her thighs while the sleeves are rumbled at the elbows. Around all the edges is a white frill. A black band is around the collar along with a small black button, snapping the collar firmly together. Much like the black band, she wears a similar one around her neck as a choker and a third around her left wrist. Instead of leaving her legs bare, Annabella wears a pair of semi-translucent white leggings. As for footwear, she chooses a pair of black open-toed kitten heels with a thin strap to wrap around her ankles. Thanks to the colder Snowpoint weather, Annabella is commonly wears a black felt overcoat, traveling down to her knees, and a pair of knee-high dark brown snow boots. Along with this attire Annabella carries around a black leather purse. This purse includes what any sensible person would have, money and Pokemon, but includes various makeup cases, containing the normal lipstick, mascara, powder, eye liner and shadow, and even a small concealer bottle, and a few skin care products, such as lotion, and possibly a perfume bottle or two. Personality: At first, Annabella seems like a modest young lady, well-mannered. She isn’t one to ask questions, but will answer any back. She can be rather modest, even seemingly a bit shy at times. To many, Annabella is a kind woman, willing to help. Although, this is only a business and public side of Annabella. Normally, she is a bit of a snob, believing she is better than the rest. Annabella is full of pride, really, and will look down on most others that are ‘below’ her. Only on several occasions has she has been nice to the ‘lower’ class of people, but in most of these she’d only manipulate them to get what she wanted. For, after all, she is very determined to get what she wants. Although in during business, Annabella is normally able to hold her temper for a while. When not, Annabella is easily angered. Dare to make fun of her, ruin her appearance in anyway, or, may Arceus save you, dare to embarrassed her in public, then you’d rather have Giratina drag your soul into the Underworld than face this angry chick. She will lash out at you in anyway possible, verbally or even physically. Make her really mad, there is a high chance for some heavy item being hurled at you. It’ll take a bit before she would forgive you, even after possibly injuring you badly. History: Annabella Willows was born in the snowy town of Snowpoint City within northern Sinnoh. While her mother owned a well known dance studio, her father owned a lesser known art studio. There, they’d teach classes in either dance or art. Between the two, Annabella was in both dancing and art classes thanks to her parents. Although dance turned out to be a better subject for her, her parents had became very proud of her due to her work. Due to her parent’s line of work, as well as partaking in whatever school plays or musicals would happen, Annabella knew just about everyone in town, leading her to be the ‘popular’ kid in school. Although, most kids probably did it to keep on her good side, for even as a kid she was short tempered and was already showing off violent-like tendencies when really pissed off. Her parents didn’t notice much, though, for Annabella knew better than to actually get in a fight on school grounds. Really, she didn’t see herself as much different until she was fourteen. She and several of her friends where near Snowpoint Temple, chatting, making plans for the weekend, and generally having fun. At least, mostly, until a group of (obviously drunk) kids from town showed up. She remembered them mostly making fun of Annabella and her group, but at some point she remember snapping at one of the kids, obviously the (drunken) leader. At some point, they ended up making Annabella snap in anger, which, really, she couldn’t remember exactly what happened. Certainly, though, something along the lines of picking up some sort of weapon (as her friends later on said, a chunk of a tree that was cut down that she shouldn’t have even been able to lift at all) and hurled it towards the kid. Certainly, they scattered real quick. Afterwards, for a long time, people kept on trying to be on her good side or just staying away completely, while some took it up to tease her about these powers. Not that it mattered much to Annabella. Sometimes kids would ask to see if it was all true. Normally she’d say no, but she’d end up getting dragged out somewhere. Although they tried and mostly failed to get her to hurl another chunk of cut up tree, it was clear Annabella certainly wasn’t normal. No wonder several boys took it up to tease her day in and out, although they didn’t get into much pain due to this all being on school hours. Nothing unexpected happened four at lest the next five years. Finally out of High School and now working in the local shops, Annabella’s dreams of being big – preferably, being in the top musicals – were more or less crushed. The most she could preform in were the yearly shows that Snowpoint would put on, and mostly only locals and any passing trainers would watch those. Although, one year, they had planned it to take place in front of the Snowpoint Temple, or at least close enough to it, attempting to make one based off myth and lore of the Sinnoh region. Yet, around that time, Annabella had suffered from different dreams, ranging from a peaceful sleep to a nightmare-filled restlessness. The most common thing was to be seated on the floor of what she knew was Snowpoint Temple, even if Annabella herself had never been inside of it. In front of her, a large stone statue stood, one that was told to be the legendary Regigigas. At times, this statue would move, as if coming to life. Yet, always, a deep, imitating voice would rise up from seemingly nowhere. At first, she could have never made it out. When it slowly came to an end, these dreams, Annabella could clearly hear just what the voice spoke of – the war between the godly Arceus and a supposed demon they called The Nameless One. Although, it seemed as if the voice was urging her to side with Arceus, Annabella found that she couldn’t quiet completely. From how the Nameless One was made out to be, he sounded like a monster, yet she still had a feeling that by helping him might just make her life a little bit better. Maybe it’d help her achieve what she wanted. Maybe. Pokemon: Pokemon: Weavile Gender: Male Ability: Pressure (The Pokemon raises the foe’s PP usage) Nature: Weavile, obviously, is a prideful Pokemon, and rather a showoff. At anytime he’d show off his power. He will fight anyone that dares to challenge him, may it be a weak or strong enemy. It only matters that he wins. Moveset: Assurance / Taunt / Punishment / Hone Claws Pokemon: Medicham Gender: Female Ability: Pure Power (Raises the Pokémon's Attack stat.) Nature: Probably the only calm one in the group, Medicham is the stoic. Although, it would be rise not to cross her, either way. Moveset: Confusion / Detect / Force Palm / Feint Pokemon: Piloswine Gender: Male Ability: Snow Cloak (Raises evasion in a hailstorm.) Nature: The lazy one, Piloswine may be the tank of the group but it certainly does not show. More or less, he’ll follow any order, but mostly from how he never does quite notice what’s going on anywhere. Moveset: Endure / Icy Wind / Take Down / Fury Attack Pokemon: Chimecho Gender: Male Ability: Levitate (Gives full immunity to all Ground-type moves.) Nature: More feminine than masculine, Chimecho is the most cheerful team member. His happiness will come to the point of annoyance, though. Oddly, Chimecho is easily angered, somehow, although he is not the strongest ever. Moveset: Wrap / Yawn / Astonish / Confusion
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Aug 6 2011, 11:31 PM
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So much for my unreliability. Firen (click to showhide) Username: Xychi Name: Rachael Firen Hodges (Uses Firen as a nickname.) Gender: Female Age: 16 Hometown: Snowpoint City, Sinnoh; Begins in Celestic Town, Sinnoh. Legendary: Dialga Powers:Premonitions; though it takes a large amount of concentration and energy, usually what she manages to call forth is completely useless, or in rare times when it can be useful, she's discovered that none of her visions can be altered. Sometimes when she 'spaces out', premonitions will come to her on their own, often rather useful, though she can't seem to force the trick. Then Dialga himself can send her visions, though he's only done so a couple of times, as he usually just uses telepathy. Telepathy; between Firen and her connection to Dialga, she can call him to her sometimes, though he seems to know what she wants and only responds if it's related to her abilities and/or future events. Otherwise she normally has no other telepathic abilities, except when she joins her powers with Myuu; then she can help host conversations between people selected by Myuu, allowing greater quantity, and may also host the telepathy in 'stopped/slowed' time. Time; Well, technically she can't stop or slow time itself, but she can quicken the rate at which her (and others' with Myuu's help) brain and body works, until neural signals are quicker than light itself and vision becomes black. This merely allows those affected to have a period of time to think, the surface of their bodies remaining immovable, as the air around them is not affected. The flaw in this is that it can only last as long as you can hold your breath, though since you can't move it lasts a bit longer than usual. It's interesting because Firen's realized that this ability seems so difficult, that at the ease she can perform it, she thinks much of the process (specifically selecting all the matter to be affected) is actually taken upon by Dialga. She has mixed feelings about her theory, but never actually got around to asking the Legendary directly. Side: Good Appearance: [x]Firen is short at 5'1" with a thin build. She is rather pale from spending the majority of her time at home, either on the computer or playing video games, and is in turn not in great physical condition, though she is sensitive about her personal hygiene. Her hair is black, she has soft skin from regular use of lotion, and her eyecolor is light grey-blue. She hangs her hair down, usually, its length reaching the tops of her thighs in the back, and her midsection in the front; she has a white hairband for putting up her hair if needed. She's always preferred wearing formal clothing, and when traveling she has a Japanese-school-uniform-style outfit to wear in warmer weather, with replacement clothes for colder weather. The former outfit consists of a white blouse, a dark-grey blazer, a red neck ribbon, a dark-grey pleated skirt, dark-grey knee-length stockings, and black Mary Janes. In cold weather she has tall black snow boots, heavy dark-grey snow pants, a thick medium-grey blazer that is longer than her other and contains short inner faux fur, a heavy black scarf, and a large furred dark-grey chullo. Otherwise she also has pajamas, consisting of oversized fluffy silver pants with a white tank top. She carries her extra clothes and other things in a nice-looking black backpack. Personality: Firen is an intellectual, loving to learn, but rejecting the notion of labor. She also has a rather horrid memory, remembering facts over events. Strangers frighten her so she is very shy when meeting newcomers face-to-face, and remains quiet toward the other until she has reason to talk to them. She tries to use her vast knowledge often, as if wanting attention, but hates to upset others with it, and is extremely modest when somebody compliments her for the things she says or does. She is highly arrogant, however, defending herself aggressively if others speak to her aggressively. She tries not to get too excited about things, though, preferring remaining calm and collected, though that isn't always possible. And even if somebody upsets her, she is entirely unable to hold a grudge for any longer than a few days. Likes: the Psychic-, Ice- and Electric-types; cold weather; sweet, fried, salty, or convenient foods; Pecha berries; forest and taiga biomes; learning, especially about natural history, and how things work; calm, confident types; privacy; peace and quiet; cat-like Pokemon; Cynthia; the legendary Pokemon Mew and Lugia; the color silver; acknowledgement; being treated like an equal; logic. Dislikes: Steel- and Fire-types; hot weather; loud noise/music; spicy, hot, bitter or sour foods; Oran berries; beaches or deserts, ergo sand; soft drinks; human history; the easily excited, loud/talkative, illogical, short-tempered, aggressive, or extremely close-minded people; being self-conscious; being stared at; being rejected from society; being treated like an underling; ethics. History: Her dad was a short-tempered, ambitious daydreamer, who felt too much pity for his snake-hearted ex-wife, the wretch being socially unstable and insecure, and a drunkard and a liar, or at least in Firen's eyes. Though Firen's dad wanted the best for his daughter, he couldn't let go of the foul influence that was his former spouse, so the girl's childhood was no where close to being perfect. Firen had two much older half-sisters, whose presence was brief, but both just like their mom, as evil as Spiritomb. Despite these awful conditions, Firen was a mind of logic, and she did her best to raise herself as a kindly girl. It's worked pretty well, given the circumstances. When she was very young, Firen's family moved a lot, although they eventually returned to Snowpoint while she was 10. From there she finished her last three years of basic education, but remained home for a while, unable to move her lazy ass away from the comfort of a familiar home and a convenient computer. She still kept and trained Pokemon, but it wasn't until she was contacted by Dialga did she manage to yank her butt off the padded swivel chair. At first she trained with her given gifts just in the vicinity of Lake Acuity, taking a couple months to adjust to the idea that Dialga, one of her least-favorite Pokemon, had chosen her to represent him for something and be given amazing abilities similar to his own. Her dislike of the time dragon increased with the frustration of trying to tolerate his absent-mindedness, what with his simultaneously vague and blunt explanations of things, beat-around-the-bush omens and whatnot, as well as his lack of reliability whenever she needed something. Her frustration and fits of irritability did nothing to affect Dialga's infinite patience, providing no relief to her infinite annoyance, until she made a habit of being rude to the almighty iron Gastrodon, as she liked to call him. Eventually he stopped contacting her, which was when she decided to leave home for other areas. This was a mere 2 months ago, and in that time she has traveled to Celestic town, made temporary residence with Cynthia's family who lives there, and has scoured the nearby areas as well as much of Mt. Coronet. She also spent a lot of her time studying the myths and legends that Cynthia's family knows of, including several she never found on the internet. However, she has not uttered a word of her abilities to anybody since she's received them, except some vague traces on the internet while she was still living in Snowpoint. Now she enjoys studying the ecosystems existing in the slightly warmer climate, though she's currently spending two weeks living in the summit of Mt. Coronet, looking for more clues in the vast caves which riddle the stone, and spending some time studying the engravings and structuring of Spear Pillar, living comfortably in the familiar chill of snow with her Pokemon. Extra: You should ask the tortoise. (The owl has a family history of psychopathy and drug abuse, mind you.) Pokemon:Pokemon: Weavile Nickname: Ruby Gender: Female Ability: Pickpocket - When attacked or attacking, Ruby may steal the other's held item(s) under close contact. She may also use this out of battle for sneaking objects away from people and Pokemon alike. Nature: Curious and energetic, Ruby likes to sneak around and observe her surroundings, or practice battling when she's in a secure environment. She's easily upset if anybody says something rude about her. Being Firen's first Pokemon, the two are very close. Moveset: Ice Punch, Night Slash, Faint Attack, Crush Claw Pokemon: Luxray Nickname: Arera Gender: Female Ability: Intimidate - when attacking or being attacked, if Arera makes eye contact with the opponent, her frightening gaze may cause the other to flinch or hesitate. Nature: Playful and obedient, she is loyal in every fiber of her being, not hesitating to enact a command by Firen or others she trusts. Firen's orders have priority over anybody else's, though. Nevertheless Arera is still as silly in nature as an Aipom, so though she isn't very conscious about what goes on around her, she's an amusing companion to have when she enters one of her silliness fits. She and Silv became very close as soon as Firen caught him, and the two are very cheerful whenever they're together. Moveset: Crunch, Wild Charge, Ice Fang, Roar Pokemon: Rotom Nickname: SERX Gender: N/A Ability: Levitate - The Pokemon floats around, thus possessing greater evasion and can avoid certain attacks altogether, such as Low Kick, Dig and Earthquake, among others. Nature: Quiet and observant, SERX's obvious behavior will lead you to believe it's not as mischievous as its species is known for, but this is not the case. In fact, SERX is very skilled in the art of mischief, and wields its ability adeptly. Just make sure all your bearings are in the right place after you encounter this fellow. Moveset: Discharge, Substitute, Shock Wave, Ominous Wind/Flame Burst/Water Pulse/Aurora Beam/Air Cutter/Magical Leaf Pokemon: Glaceon Nickname: Verity Gender: Male Ability: Snow Cloak - When in vision-obscuring weather, such as snow or fog, Verity's image becomes greatly obscured, enabling him to behave like a mirage, being able to trick the opponent's senses and make his own attacks harder to detect and evade. AKA he becomes a ninja. Nature: Aloof and proud, he doesn't tolerate insults or idiots, but still keeps his cool in all situations regardless. When attacking, even if his ability isn't activated, his movements are at par to the stereotypical ninja, him being very physically aware of his body. He is also very loyal to his owner, and is usually keenly aware of his surroundings. Moveset: Detect, Ice Beam, Blizzard, Hail Pokemon: Natu Nickname: Qwirki Gender: Male Ability: Synchronize - If Qwirki is affected by a status ailment, the effect is passed on to the caster. This ability has a larger range of use than in the games, and will be used when appropriate. Nature: Inquisitive but timid, the Natu's shyness will overpower any other thoughts he might be thinking, the only drastic flaw in his bright little mind. He is rather childish socially, but extremely observant, moreso than Verity; this turns him into a sage of his surroundings, and his telepathic connection with Firen lets her make the crucial connections that he can't handle. Moveset: Featherdance, Wish, Teleport, Refresh Pokemon: Absol Nickname: Silverdust (Silv) Gender: Male Ability: Super Luck - Silv's accuracy is very strong, and he is also more likely to strike vulnerable areas of the foe when in close combat. Nature: Relaxed and silly, despite everything you know about Absols, this guy is one of the goofiest Pokemon you've ever met; very playful, one could compare him to toddler with a mild sugar high, and he often plays with Arera, though Verity bears a low tolerance for the carefree Disaster Pokemon. He is also a complete klutz, this feature the reason Firen stumbled across him atop Mt. Coronet at all. He is very carefree, rather young, and thinks of nothing but having a good time. Oddly enough, though, in battle Silv is quite a sight, dancing around clumsily and erratically, but so much so that he has incredibly high evasion, dodging nearly all of the opponent's attacks. It's rather common for him to ignore Firen and act independently in battle, though, so he has a tendency to tease the opponent with his movements for a long time before he gets serious enough to actually attack. Moveset: Detect, Future Sight, Night Slash, Swords Dance
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No compy Sundays and I can only update once a day. Exile VilifyStuff (click to showhide) The Other PerspectiveA Minecraft-based fanfic. QUOTE(A Klowii @ Jan 8 2011, 09:53 PM) And mountains can't do.... PHOTOSYNTHESIS. "The cake is a lie."
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Aug 7 2011, 02:43 AM
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Defender: Username: Death Magnetic Name: Melissa Zeverai Gender: Female Age: 22 Hometown: From Lavender Town, Kanto, currently lives in Oldale Town, Hoenn.
Legendary: Darkrai Powers: She can give anyone who is sleeping around her terrible nightmares, and she can make those around her fall asleep as well, except doing this takes a lot of energy. Side: Evil.
Appearance: Melissa stands at 5'3" and weighs about 113 pounds. Her skin is very pale as a result of only going outside if it is nighttime, or if it is cloudy outside. Her eyes are a bright blue and stone cold, showing little to no emotion at all. Her expression is usually dull and hard to read.
Her hair is short and black, barely brushing her shoulders. Her bangs are styled so they fall over her right eye. For clothes, Melissa wears a black jacket that's usually unzipped. Under that, she wears a tight fitting white t-shirt. For lower wear, she wears black jeans that are torn up and worn out a lot. There is a big tear going down the side starting at the right knee, and many other little tears and holes. For shoes she wears a pair of black steel toed boots.
Personality: Melissa appears very calm and quiet on the outside, not really doing much. Her emotions on the inside of her are a whole different story. She often thinks about killing people, or things. She is very sadistic, as well as slightly insane. She loves the sight of anyone in pain or dying, and this usually triggers something in her mind that changes her on the outside. Melissa will usually get an insane smile spread on her face and she will shake and try not to go on a mass killing spree. The only way she usually gets back to normal if the person hurt dies, or if they get out of her sight.
She is incredibly quick to anger. One wrong word will set her off. She usually handles her anger physically instead of verbally. It takes her a while to calm down. She usually will need to be alone, even though she often is alone. Melissa never gets sad. Never. She doesn't feel remorse or mercy either, those emotions does exist in her at all.
Melissa hates it when it's sunny outside, preferring to stay inside or in the shadows. She loves it when it's nighttime. If she's feeling bored enough, she'll go out at night at give people awful grotesque nightmares, or even kill them. She only does the latter if she's feeling angry as well as bored.
History: Melissa grew up in a small house in Lavender Town with her older sister and parents. As Melissa grew older, everything she did was overshadowed by her older sister. If she got good grades, her sister did better. Her sister caught her first pokemon before her. Her parents loved her sister and hated Melissa, always telling her how she should be more like her. Melissa didn't want to be like her. She was snobby, bratty, arrogant, and she had life easy.
When Melissa was getting teased by her sister one day, she ran from the house and into the tower where pokemon were laid to rest. She didn't know how long she was there, but she talked to the ghosts there. She told them about her rotten sister and how much she hated her parents for not caring about her. To this day she wasn't sure if what the ghosts were saying was just a part of her mind or what, but they said to kill them all. If she tried to be kind to them all and they didn't give anything in return, they should give her their lives.
She didn't do this right away, however. She saved up as much money as possible and was sure to make out a plan of where she would go. She sure as hell didn't want to stay in this town anymore. On the night of her 16th birthday, she took a match to the house and burned it down. She didn't know if anyone had made it out alive or not, she had left as soon as the house lit up in flames.
She traveled all through the Kanto region, eventually getting bored with it. She then decided to go to Hoenn and see if it was any better. When the boat got to Hoenn, she was in a very bad mood. Someone looked at her, and that was a mistake. She glared at them, and they dropped to the ground. Melissa was very puzzled about this. She wasn't sure what the hell she did, but she tried it out on another person who made eye contact with her.
She could make them drop like flies without even glaring at them. She ignored the two people lying on the ground and traveled the Hoenn region a bit, decided to stop and live in the small and quiet town of Odale. She didn't discover her nightmare talent until she was 22 years old. Someone was sleeping out in the sun, and she looked over at them. Almost immediately, a wispy red line flowed from her to the sleeping person. It disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, and the person sleeping thrashed about, almost as if they were trying to get away from something.
Melissa practiced this many times on people, and she was very intrigued with her new abilities. She was also intrigued about the dreams the legendary pokemon Darkrai was in. He told her about Arceus, and The Nameless One. Melissa decided she would side with The Nameless One. The way Darkrai had told about The Nameless One was very interesting to her, and she couldn't possibly side with the good side considering all of the stuff she did.
Extra: Ask the owl. :c
Pokemon:
Pokemon: Gengar Nickname: N/A Gender: Male Ability: Levitate - Ground type attacks don't affect it. Nature: Gengar is devious and loves to cause trouble. He often leaves Melissa's side to go torment people by playing pranks on them and putting them to sleep. He would never do any of this to his trainer because he finds her a little bit scary. Moveset: Hypnosis, Dream Eater, Destiny Bond, Nightmare.
Pokemon: Banette Nickname: N/A Gender: Female Ability: Insomnia - Prevents the pokemon from falling asleep in battle. Nature: Banette is a troublemaker just like Gengar. They'll often team up and play horrible pranks on others. She's much braver than Gengar, and she will prank Melissa every once and a while. Moveset: Sucker Punch, Shadow Ball, Hex, Faint Attack
fdklsdjalskdjalksd I hope this is okay. I haven't used this character in forever aughhh. ;^;
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Aug 7 2011, 02:33 PM
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Why must all things die...even this?
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Omg...I thought Catch Me If I Fall rung a bell! *Is so tempted to re-enter her character* It's so sad I didn't draw the connection until now.... Edit: I have to re-join. =) Ezra Elit (click to showhide) Username: Wishful Jirachi Name: Ezra’ Elit (Ezra Ee-light) Gender: Male Age: 20 Hometown: Slateport Legendary: Latios Powers: There are two small abilities that he has acquired from being gifted with Latios' powers. They are that of flight and his special move, luster purge. The flight is very weak and only allows him to really hover a few feet off the ground but if directed properly, his speed increases due to this effect. The Luster Purge effect allows him to create small orbs within his hand that could only be described as energy. Each individually are rather weak and only can become stronger if he would to have time to collect more energy however during rushed times, that most likely won't occur. Side: Neutral because as you put it, he mostly doesn't 'give a fuck' Evil. =) (He's probably not very good at this...) Appearance: him He is a rather tall human, reaching a height of 6’ 3’’, and particularly skinny. His limbs are long and thin, giving him the appearance of someone deprived of food or in relation to a doll’s figure. He however is in no such deprivation of food, despite the fact that some of his bones are easily seen through his skin, and has a well based average build as most males. His skin is of plain tone but could be considered slightly pale to some and is devoid of blemishes or marks except for one singular scar located on the upper portion of his right arm close to the elbow that consists of two jagged marks width wise and one crossing line length wise. The scar is darker in color and stands out plainly on his skin. His hair is neon colored blue that spikes up in the back and has three cowlicks smack dab in the middle of his head. His bangs fan down around his face and sometimes hide his eyes, depending on one’s view and the tilt of his head. His eyes are a soft green with slightly darker green flecks but these are normally overlooked as he doesn’t let people get close enough to him to actually notice that they are there. His chin oddly enough is not as defined as most males just like his shoulders which are broad but not bulky in nature. His forelimbs besides being slightly long looking because of his thinness are of average appearance except his hands seem a little larger than they should be. For apparel, he wears a simple t-shirt that is low on his neck. The main color is white while the collar and short sleeves, which only reach to a third of his upper arm, are black. The shirt might seem a little long and tucks under the nook of his rear. His pants are black and reach over the base of his foot, concealing his shoes which he normally doesn’t wear. The pants are littered with numerous pockets that don’t ever seem to have anything in them. The only accessory to his appearance is a wrist band, two inches in width, which is firmly wrapped around his right wrist. The band is black with a bright blue streak along one side, fasted by four buckles. Typically a cigarette can also be found between his lips or in his hand. jacketOver his cloths he wears a blue and white jacket that resembles the markings of the legendary pokemon, Latios. The jacket has a rather large hood that has Latios’ facial teardrop on the top and two flaps which represent the ears of Latios. The ties of his hood reach four inches in length and lay upon his chest as he normally keeps his hood down instead of upon his head. The arms of the hoodie are completely white except for just below the elbow there is a one blue patch, for each arm, that stretches along the top of the sleeve while black lines wrap around the underneath. This detail is hardly seen because he rolls his sleeves up far on his arm, allowing all of his scar except the upper portion to be seen. The actual pocket and front portion of the jacket is also particular to Latios’ coloration. The red triangular marking on Latios’ chest is on the lower chest of the jacket and incased in a triangular shaping which wraps around the back, creating a triangular shaping below the hood. The pocket is large and covers most of the bottom of the jacket. Personality: If one were to try to explain his personality they would most definitely note his sleepiness. Half the time he is off sleeping somewhere and the rest of the time is in a daze like state where he is prone to falling asleep again. He often has drooped eyes when in these states and often is hard to speak to. Most often, he won’t speak much and is more of the quiet type however when he is fully awake he is more open to striking up a conversation and to performing manual labor. His lack of will to perform working activities is hard to describe as being a cause of his sleepiness or perhaps pure laziness. His sense of right and wrong is rather low. He mostly does whatever he wants and likes that hardly anyone ever tries to stop him as he doesn’t understand the problem when they do. It isn’t that he isn’t intelligent, he just doesn’t see eye to eye with others very often giving him the impression of not understanding at all. He doesn’t have much self esteem or care for what happens to him but he does still have a heart. It’s hard to find but does exist and holds a few locked away within. Beyond these most basic traits he also continuously complains of a headache and holds his right hand just over his right socket. History: He was born into a small family of three, including him. His mother was overjoyed when he was born. His father however was slightly unpleased to find out that he was a boy as he had been hoping for one of those daddy’s little girl kind of relationships. His father however did not bring up the matter so the three lived out their lives. His father worked hard locked away in his quarters of the house, a place where he had never been allowed to enter as a child. On one occasion he had snuck into his father’s quarters when he had gone out to fix the swing in the oak next to their house. While there he read of what portions of the papers he could understand as he was still of a young age and didn’t understand most words that were used. He found his most interest in a little compass like instrument that had been laying out on a map and as he fittled with it he didn’t hear his father returning, the swing fixed. When his father entered the room he didn’t speak and simply walked to his son, placing his hand on his shoulder. He stiffened and looked up to his father, a little worried. What he saw was something he never wanted to see. His father’s face was covered in rage, his hair a mess. “You shouldn’t mess with my things boy. You should be the proper child you were meant to!” he voiced to his son, practically saying that he should act more proper, more like a lady. In anger, his father created the first of the two width length scars on his right arm. His mother was furious when she found out what her husband had done to him and threatened to leave. In the argument, neither had said that they cared at all what happened to any of them in particular to him, the boy. However, they never left. His mother still loved his father and would never leave his side but she never forgave him for the mark that would be left on her son. It was soon many years later that the second mark would be created. It was when he was fifteen years old and his mother had grown ill. It was a peculiar disease which the doctor didn’t know how to cure. All that could be told was that she had been suffering with the disease for many years, hiding the coughed blood which was her main symptom. His father spent every day beside her bed, refusing to take care of his son, only displeasing his wife. He always countered to her complaints that he was of an old enough age to care for himself which his mother had no desire to fight about. Because of this, he rarely saw his father or his mother. Whenever he visited he was oddly enough blamed for his mother’s illness. During one of the few instances when the father would leave to drink, he would sneak in to see his mother but she soon told him to stop to try to protect him from her husband’s anger knowing what would happen if he were to get caught when his father was drunk. Following her advice, he rarely saw them and by the time his mother had weakened he hadn’t seen her months. It was soon as if she wasn’t even there, his father included. But one day, his father left the room, his face wet with previously fallen tears. He questioned his father of what had happened and whether or not his father had heard, he didn’t know for he didn’t say. His father rashly grabbed the same knife which had been used to create the first scar and tried to overpower his son, obviously drunk by the horrible stench emitting from the room. His father continued to complain that it was his fault for his wife dying. They weren’t just words from his drunken mind but words that he had stated previously, ones his mother had tried to protect him from. It was however thanks to his father’s drunkenness that he was able to get the knife away from his father during one of his clumsy stumbles into the table. In the end, he killed his father but not after receiving the second mark to his scar. Once the ordeal was over he saw his mother once again but he only became confused. His mother had been stabbed and had not died from her disease. He knew that it was his father who had done the act but he wondered for what cause; if he had killed his wife out of confusion or to cure her from her pain. Regardless, both his parents had now passed. Now eighteen, he felt it right to leave. So he did. He packed up and left his home bringing nothing along with him but the knife used in the murders. As he said farewell to the town which had once housed him, he created the longest of the three marks, the length wise scar, ending the connection between the three of them. Each mark was a representation of all that he had lost; the first, his father, the second, his mother, and the third, himself. Now the three were connected but also locked from each other. It was not until many years later, when he was twenty, that he was greeted by Latios in one of his dreams. It was oddly a dream created from the memory of the night he left but this time Latios had been there in the end as if the guiding force. It was through this instruction, which he received through the numerous hours he spent sleeping, that he learned of his basic abilities. He however found them trivial and of no use but understood the true use in them. It was shortly after that Latios tried to make him go find the other Chosen and it took much persuading and arguments before he finally agreed to perform such a task. Other: The world will never know.... how long it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop.
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Wooooo Wishful is back on the team Of course you are accepted -w- Also guess what The RP Topic is finally here!~ Riiiiight... Here.
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Aug 7 2011, 07:13 PM
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I see you fantasy, you wanna make it a reality paved in gold
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Rise Against reference, HELL YEAH! *hi-fives* If I'm not finished, I will finish eventually (click to showhide) Username: Indestructible Name: David Ulrich Gender: Male Age: 16 Hometown: Born in Castellia, starts in Sunyshore City
Legendary: Uxie Powers: Vast amount of knowledge, able to erase short term memory (say, about 8 minutes (I've seen Source Code waaaaaay to many times)) Side: Good
Appearance: David is short for his age, at about 6'6". His brown hair is often seen spiked up combed off his forehead. He wears a shell necklace he got when he lived in Castellia as a little boy so he remembers his old home. His time in Castellia gave him a tan, but it's been fading since he moved to Snowpoint.
His wardrobe consists of t-shirts and pants. He left his shorts at home when the moved to Snowpoint City. Now that he's been conquering the Sinnoh League, he's pick up shorts again. He doesn't like hats because the mess up his hair.
Personality: Before he knew of his powers, he would be quite paranoid. Uxie would try to contact him and he would freak out. After he knew about his powers, he mellowed out a bit. Now he would stare off into space and be ignorant of the outside world when Uxie would contact him.
Before he went all psycho, he was generally a fun-loving guy. He was never too shy, and he always stood up to challenges. Even when he moved from Unova to Sinnoh, he still made friends easily. He does have a fear of clowns, however.
History: David had a normal life. Up until he started hearing it. He called it the voice. He'd ask his parents about it but they didn't know hat he was talking about. Uxie was attempting to contact him, but he didn't know it. When his school started calling in about his odd behavior and yelling about "The voice is calling me," they brought him to a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist said he'd seen nothing like it, and not even his pokemon could help out.
In his personal life, David's friends left him, because of his constant breakdowns. He was all alone and confused. He wanted to make friends with pokemon, but he could only catch one Elgyem. He spent his time with her, training him up to the Beheeyem she is today. She could help him try to make somewhat of an understanding of the voice. Which led him to eventually one day try something. He sat and waited with his Beheeyem out and a pencil and a pad of paper. He told Beheeyem that when he heard the vice, that she should try to decipher it. Surely enough, it talked to him. Beheeyem roughly translated most of it. When the voice was finished, he had this:
I am ████. I am calling you for a very important reason. The ████████ ███ is attempting a takeover in about ██ years. You and the other ███████ ████ must stop the ████████ ███. You should move to █████████ City to make ███████ easier. Visit my ████ to the west. The fate of the ████████ lies in you hands.
David was upset that most of the important details were untranslatable, but he got a basic understanding. He and some other people were supposed to save... something. He kept the paragraph safe for future reference.
A year later, his parents found an expert psychiatrist in Snowpoint City. His mom had him look it up on the computer so he could find out about his new home. To his surprise, he found that a lake, just to the west of the city, was home to the legendary pokemon Uxie, keeper of knowledge. He put 'Visit lake' on his to do list for when he arrived in Snowpoint.
After some unpacking, he begged his parents hard enough and got the chance to go look around. He didn't bother anything in town, he just ran straight to the lake. He swam to the island on the center (almost freezing himself along the way) and went in the cave. Looking around, he saw nothing but rocks and an oddly shaped puddle on the floor. Then a figure appeared in front of him. It was Uxie, the Lake Guardian entrusted with the power of knowledge. Uxie explained everything to him. He took a while to take it all in, and he understood. He new that he'd have to train up and be the very best, like no one ever was.
Now, a year later, he is the proud new owner of a Gardevoir and Kirlia who he entrusted along his travels, and he has now defeated all eight gyms. He waits for Uxie to call him in for the fight against the impending doom.
Extra: How many licks DOES it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? As far as we know, the world will never know.
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Pokemon: Beheeyem Nickname: N/A (I don't do nicknames) Gender: Female Ability: Levitate (Unaffected by Ground-type attacks) Nature: Quirky Moveset: Psychic/Recover/Headbutt/Zen Headbutt
Pokemon: Kirlia Nickname: N/A Gender: Male Ability: Synchronize (Passes on status conditions to enemy) Nature: Brave Moveset: Psychic/Magical Leaf/Double Team/Shadow Sneak
Pokemon: Gardevoir Nickname: N/A Gender: Female Ability: Trace (copies foe's ability) Nature: Rash Moveset: Psychic/Magical Leaf/Hypnosis/Dream Eater
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Came back on a whim because I saw something that reminded me of here. If you remember me, hit me up on Discord CHR|Flygon#8505 and if you a real one, tell me where I frequented most on here so we can catch up like the old days.
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Aug 7 2011, 07:32 PM
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I can still submit my chars because I reserved right? almost done.
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Promise me you'll return!Ignore If You Dare (click to showhide) The one, the only, 123may. I LOVE Riolu, Umbreon, and Poochyena. QUOTE(Slave1 @ Jun 13 2012, 01:48 PM) AND MAY, YOU DROPPED YOUR LINK QUOTE(Shadow Dragon @ Jun 13 2012, 04:19 PM) May stop dropping links I JUST CLEANED THESE FLOORS QUOTE(Shadow Dragon @ Jun 4 2012, 07:50 PM) Yes I have and sometimes I get scared Its all "Rawr Im a big profile" and Im all "Nooooo words ;A;" QUOTE(Holy Roman Empire @ Jun 20 2012, 11:00 PM) I'm giving up the fight. So what I'm still a rock star. We shall after all the thinking I have done. You are a genie in a bottle walking down a boulevard of broken dreams while these little wonders still remain. I've got time to think about the love that has gone; Where is the love? It has gone to hit me with your best shot and renamed itself Cotton Eyed Joe because you are dead and gone. Fallen angel, you are a shewolf in disguise. Not as good as I once was, but this is the story of another one bites the dust. As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor I sing 'Bye Bye Bye' while my buddy screws gravity and starts floating. I used to rule the world until I wanted candy and told everyone 'Don't mess with me'. Hello, salute, it's me, your duke. I gotta feeling that I'm still unwritten and that I need another story. It's gonna be me, but the rhythm of love makes the stars lean down to kiss you. A concrete angel then falls down like a toy soldier. You're like a soldier, choosing your battles. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, get back in the saddle because that makes you larger than life because, one way or another, I wanna talk about me. Because that's how I beat Shaq, this is all Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue. Can't touch this! AMEN!
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FINALLY, I PRESENT TO YOU, MY SIGN-UPS!!! *insert applause here* Defender: Username: 123may Name: Mirage Pennyton Gender: Female Age: 17 Hometown: Fortree City Legendary: Celebi Powers: She can do minor things with time like stop it temporarily, make it move forward, and make it move backward. She can also fly, but no one knows how. Side: Good Appearance: MirageShe has long green hair that reaches her lower back and blue eyes. She wears a red scarf around her neck that flows down over her shoulder in the front. She also wears a black shirt, white jacket, blue jeans, and white tennis shoes. She is 5' 8" in height and weighs 122 lbs.. She has a very light, untanned skin color. Personality: Kind, but temper mental. Easily gets along with other people, but doesn't like large crowds. Not shy, very bold, but knows when to step down or hold her position. She has a happy-go-lucky and bubbly personality. She is light-hearted and has a soft spot for pokemon. She is serious sometimes and doesn't anger too easily. She is usually nice. She doesn’t usually follow the rules for most things, but knows what to do and when to do it. She does what she wants and mostly gets away with it. She is considered a free spirit and has wonderful timing on most things and is never late unless there is something big or important. History: She has a mother and a father, but no siblings. Being an only child can be lonely for her, but she muddles through. When she turned 9 her parents gave her her first pokemon, a Ditto, and they have trained especially hard to get stronger. When she was 10 she caught her second pokemon, a Vulpix. She also trained that pokemon as well. Her parents then gave her a Fire Stone and told her to use it only if she needed it. Two days after her Vulpix evolved she caught her Pichu. Since then It has evolved into a Pikachu and she is working on finding a Thunder Stone. She has also caught a Cyndaquil and is working on evolving it into a Typhlosion. She has been saving money up since she was little and has roughly [insert money type here] 7,000 just from doing odd jobs around town. When her Ditto was battling another trainer her Ditto had transformed into a Sceptile to fight. when her Ditto had used Hyper Beam and couldn't move. As the Sceptile had dodged and was about to attack, Ditto couldn't move. Mirage panicked and time suddenly slowed down. She was shocked, but she had just enough time to move her Ditto/Sceptile before time started moving again. She won the battle and no one questioned her. Extra: Pokemon: Pokemon: Ditto Nickname: Ditto Gender: N/A Ability: Limber- The Pokémon is protected from paralysis. Nature: Calm Moveset: Transform Pokemon: Ninetails Nickname: Ninetails Gender: Female Ability: Flash Fire- It powers up Fire-type moves if it's hit by one. Nature: Relaxed Moveset: Ember, Flamethrower, Bite, Tackle Pokemon: Pikachu Nickname: Sparky Gender: Male Ability: Static- If a pokemon with Static is hit by a move making contact, there is a 30% chance the foe will become paralyzed. Nature: Brave Moveset: Thunderbolt, Discharge, Quick Attack, Flash Pokemon: Cyndaquil Nickname: Ty Gender: Male Ability: Blaze- If a pokemon has less than a third of their HP remaining, Blaze will power up their Fire-type moves by 50% (1.5×). Nature: Timid Moveset: Ember, Tackle, Smokescreen, Dig ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Defender: Username: 123may Name: May ElisaBeth Wolf ( likes to be called Mew because of her initials) Gender: Female Age: 17 Hometown: Fortree city Legendary: Mew Powers: She can transform into different things, can float a few feet off the ground, and has psychic abilities, although they aren't that strong yet. Side: Good Appearance: MayShe has light pink hair that reaches to her lower back and deep blue eyes(don't pay attention to the eyes in the picture). She is 5' 9" and weighs 110 lbs. She has a light tanned skin tone. She wears a light yellow dress shirt that reaches her waist, a white jacket, blue jeans that reach her shoes, and blue and white tennis shoes. She has a thin frame and can easily fit into small places. Personality: She is a happy go lucky type of girl. She tries to have a bubbly personality despite any interference around her. She is rarely anything less than happy or excited. She is bold and brave and never takes no for an answer. She can be shy at times, but that doesn't take her happy away. She loves to be around pokemon she likes and loves to make new friends. She has a lot of pokemon that stay at her house, but only carries five with her when she goes somewhere. History: Although she doesn't have many friends that are human, she has found that pokemon love to be around her. Ever since she was little pokemon had crowded around her. Her parents died when she was 8, so she now lives with her grandparents. They are nice to her and enjoy the pokemon she brings home. When she was 9, she had brought home an injured Pidgy. She worked for a whole week to help mend it's wing and it was finally able to fly again. She had run to the backyard with the pokemon and let it fly. It flew in circles around her, then landed in a Pecha berry tree. The Pidgy seemed to like the berries and has stayed with May ever since. She first found out about her 'abilities' when she was watching her Pidgy fly one day. She wanted to fly with him and tried to imagine what flying would feel like. She opened her eyes to find that she was floating in the air, but she list concentration and fell to the ground. Although she wasn't hurt, she still tried over and over again to see if she could do it again. Later she had begun to read the minds around her, although she couldn't make them out at that time, she has gotten much better now. After her Pidgy had evolved into a Pidgeotto, she was flying around with it one day. She thought of how it would be like, more specifically, to fly like a Pidgeotto. She felt feathers grow and saw her mouth turn into a beak. May looked at her arms and noticed they were wings and that she was a Pidgeotto. She has spent a lot of time perfecting this as well. Since then her Pidgeotto has evolved into a Pidgeot. Extra: (Anything else that you want to add?) Pokemon: Pokemon: Pidgeot Nickname: Pie Gender: Male Ability: Keen Eye prevents the pokemon from losing accuracy, for example from moves like Sand Attack. Nature: Calm Moveset: WhirlWind, Hurricane, Mirror Move, Steel wing Pokemon: Onix Nickname: Onyx (Yes, named after the gem) Gender: Male Ability: Sturdy- It cannot be knocked out with one hit. Nature: Modest Moveset: Iron Tail, Slam, Dig, Earthquake Pokemon: Gengar Nickname: Shadow Gender: Male Ability: Levitate- Gives full immunity to all Ground-type moves. Nature: Rash Moveset: Thunderbolt, Hex, Shadow Ball, Psychic Pokemon: Shinx Nickname: Sparx Gender: Male Ability: Rivalry- Deals more damage to a Pokémon of same gender. Nature: Brave Moveset: Charge, Discharge, Thunderbolt, Thunder Fang Pokemon: Gardevoir Nickname: Gal Gender: Female Ability: Synchronize- If the opponent causes a burn, paralysis, or poisoning of the pokemon with Synchronize, the opponent receives the status condition too. Nature: Calm Moveset: Teleport, Psychic, Magical Leaf, Shadow Ball
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Promise me you'll return!Ignore If You Dare (click to showhide) The one, the only, 123may. I LOVE Riolu, Umbreon, and Poochyena. QUOTE(Slave1 @ Jun 13 2012, 01:48 PM) AND MAY, YOU DROPPED YOUR LINK QUOTE(Shadow Dragon @ Jun 13 2012, 04:19 PM) May stop dropping links I JUST CLEANED THESE FLOORS QUOTE(Shadow Dragon @ Jun 4 2012, 07:50 PM) Yes I have and sometimes I get scared Its all "Rawr Im a big profile" and Im all "Nooooo words ;A;" QUOTE(Holy Roman Empire @ Jun 20 2012, 11:00 PM) I'm giving up the fight. So what I'm still a rock star. We shall after all the thinking I have done. You are a genie in a bottle walking down a boulevard of broken dreams while these little wonders still remain. I've got time to think about the love that has gone; Where is the love? It has gone to hit me with your best shot and renamed itself Cotton Eyed Joe because you are dead and gone. Fallen angel, you are a shewolf in disguise. Not as good as I once was, but this is the story of another one bites the dust. As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor I sing 'Bye Bye Bye' while my buddy screws gravity and starts floating. I used to rule the world until I wanted candy and told everyone 'Don't mess with me'. Hello, salute, it's me, your duke. I gotta feeling that I'm still unwritten and that I need another story. It's gonna be me, but the rhythm of love makes the stars lean down to kiss you. A concrete angel then falls down like a toy soldier. You're like a soldier, choosing your battles. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, get back in the saddle because that makes you larger than life because, one way or another, I wanna talk about me. Because that's how I beat Shaq, this is all Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue. Can't touch this! AMEN!
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