Champion's Reign

In Character

Character Name: Hilda T. White

Generation: V (Pokemon B/W)

Profile: 

— Personality Preview —

* Tom-boy: Touko, despite her obviously feminine appearance, has always been one of the guys as a child. While most little girls played with dolls quietly inside, Touko was out in mud puddles and gallivanting through the nearby forest that surrounded Nuvema. That doesn’t mean she’s totally anti-girly; growing up had made her get in touch with her inner, womanly self. Now it isn’t strange to find her getting dressed up and actually giving off some amount of womanly charm (even if she still believes shopping is an activity from hell, make-up is a woman’s war paint to her).

* Adventurous: She adores adventures in all forms — always seeking out the treasures hidden in an ancient ruin or hidden doors left undiscovered in abandoned houses.

* Passionate: One thing she doesn’t lack is passion. Passionate in everything she does (whether it be a part-time job or a simple game of cards), she isn’t one to back down from a challenge even if it seems the world is against her finishing it. Although this may be one of her most redeeming qualities, this particular point is also a negative trait for the girl. Because of her passionate response to everything she does, she can seem overbearing and merciless to others.

— History Preview : Much Longer … simply took a paragraph from the whole thing —

Despite the challenges that Team Plasma provided against her, Touko also went around challenging the Gym’s in order to gather enough badges to challenge the elite four and champion. The bond with her slowly growing team and her fierce, stubborn determination carried her through each challenge, and soon she found herself standing at the entrance of Victory Road. Although the battles were hard, she somehow managed to defeat the Elite Four and current champion – however, desiring her freedom over obligation, she graciously turned down title of Champion after registering her name in the Hall of Fame.

Roleplay Sample: 

The one thing Touko steadfastly admitted to hating was winter. She couldn’t stand the nipping cold one bit. No matter how many layers of thick, winter clothing she put on the icy air seemed to easily slice right through it; and how she hated the blindingly white snow that blanketed the ground during this season. Not only was it a chore to stay nice and warm in the frigid air, but she also had to take care not to let the crystallized water melt and soak through the fabric of her pants or seep through the leather of her boots. The whole ordeal was an unwanted job within itself – but it didn’t compare to the situation the girl had put herself into just recently.

Most people would have probably prepared for a trip through snow-capped mountains by buying the thickest, warmest clothing possible, along with the necessary hiker supplies such as rope, an emergency food supply, a roll-up sleeping bag, even a box of first aide necessities for good measure! Everyone, even the youngest of children, probably knew this amount of common knowledge; everyone except Touko of course.

To get to Snowpoint City (the place the young girl had set as her ultimate destination), one had to travel through the many caves and tunnels of Mt. Coronet. From where she had started from, which was a place called Celestic Town, it would be hard to believe that such a sunny and slightly warm atmosphere would suddenly turn merciless and freezing. It hadn’t occurred to her (despite the city being called Snowpoint City), that along her journey she would stumble across a wintry terrain being plagued by a blizzard no less. With her short-shorts, tank-top, high-cut black over jacket, and light traveling boots, it was clear as day to tell that Touko was anything but prepared for the road ahead of her.

Her body trembled violently in an attempt to keep itself warm, her numbing fingers fumbling uselessly at the zipper that separated the contents of her bag from the outside world. If only she could grasp that pesky metal handle, then she’d be able to pull out the warm coat and thick sweatpants she kept on her in case of sudden emergencies such as this. The zipper seemed to taunt her as each attempt at gripping its surface ended in failure; her recently slightly panicked state escalating a few notches.

‘Why won’t you open? Work with me here! You’re my fingers so do as I say, damn it!’

All sense of coordination she usually had was lost in the freezing blizzard; even the small cave she had taken shelter in was proving little help to fend off her snowy stalker. Then, with some stroke of devil’s luck, the zipper on the bag finally slid open to allow her entry. In her haste, she practically shoved everything (from Pokéball’s to her carefully kept stash of medical supplies) out of the bag, her ears not even picking up the loud clatter they made when hitting the ice-covered surface of the ground beneath her.

‘Why didn’t I listen to Cheren when he repeatedly scolded me for being so rash? I swear, if I make it out of this alive I’ll change my whole persona.’

She curled into herself as much as she could, the extra clothing she had taken from her bag offering little solace to the intense cold of the blizzard raging on just behind her. It was times like these she wished she kept a fire-type Pokémon handy in her party; though, times like the one she was in hadn’t happened before now. Her attention was dragged down to her foot when she felt something tapping against it, reaching out stiffly with her hand when she realized it was one of the Pokéball’s containing her beloved companions. Pressing the small white button in the middle to enlarge the round device, she let it fall from her hand as it split open to reveal a very startled looking Serperior.

“H-hey, S-Seraph; w-wann-na come c-cudd-le with m-me?” For Arceus sake, she couldn’t even form a proper sentence without stuttering like a fool; but she was glad she didn’t have to ask twice, her smarter than average snake-like Pokémon quickly adapting to the situation and coiling around the girl tightly to provide her at least some form warmth. Touko sighed, much happier now that she had the radiating body heat of her Pokémon around her. She knew that this relief wouldn’t last for long, it would only be a matter of time before the Grass-type became too chilled himself to keep the shivering girl warm. She would eventually have to return him to his Pokéball - whether he wanted to go back in or not.

‘Thank you.’

She couldn’t find the strength to speak anymore. It felt as if the numbness from her hands was slowly traveling through the rest of her body, making the cold seem not as harsh and an unshakable bout of drowsiness to wash over her. She had heard about something like this before, on a TV program her and her mother had watched a long time ago. Why was it now when she actually needed its advice, that seemed so important at the time, she couldn’t get her mind functioning enough to actually remember it? Her head fell to rest against the warm scales of the Pokémon coiled around her, who had just taken notice of his trainer’s strange behavior. The serpent seemed to catch on to what was happening quicker than the girl he was wrapped around, and in a desperate attempt to keep her conscious he let his head lower to her arm to do something he had never done in the entire time they had been with each other – he bit her.

‘Ow!’

It seemed to have had the desired effect as Touko snapped her head up with a sudden burst of energy to stare in disbelief at Seraph. However, the drowsiness caused by the unforgiving temperature hadn’t given up its attempt to overtake her consciousness yet, and soon Touko ended up in the same position she had been in previously.

‘What was it? What did the TV say about drowsiness in situations like these?’

Her mind was beginning to tune out the happenings around her, her Pokémon’s violent attempts at keeping her awake having little to no effect on the now half conscious girl. Noticing that nothing he did was working, Seraph flicked the end of his tail at a nearby Pokéball, causing it to soar across the short distance to the other side of the cave and slam against the frozen wall. A flash of nearly blinding light shot from the device, revealing a very unhappy looking Cryogonal who glared heatedly in Seraph’s direction. The serpent merely brushed it off, quickly conveying to the other Pokémon the dire situation their trainer was in. Understanding what she had to do, the snowflake-like Pokémon dashed out the opening of the cave and into the blinding white of the blizzard – the urgent need of finding someone causing an insane amount of adrenaline to pump through her system.

‘That’s right. That’s what the TV said.’ Touko’s eyes slowly slid closed, all the energy completely drained from her body. Of course she wouldn’t remember something like this until it was too late. With a pang of panic that was lost within the darkness of her mind, her heavy eyelids shut completely as her grip on reality was severed.

In Character

Character Name: Leaf

Generation: III

Profile: Despite her past, she did manage to get her life a new turn: putting aside what was left of her family issues, she spent her life travelling around Kanto and Johto, doing as much as she could to get to know the world of Pokèmon. She could be pretty stubborn and unattached at times, yet she developed a special bond with some of her neighbors, Fire for example. She got in touch even with the legendary Pokèmon trainer Red as well as with his well-known rival Green. For now on, she just let everything be, not really caring about how things should go: thanks to her Pokèmon she practically grew a strong-will and  a great skill in Pokèmon battles. On the side note though, she would like to dedicate part of her time breeding Pokèmon.

Roleplay Sample: 

The alabaster color of the evening was slowly approaching as her gentle footsteps proceeded quietly in that  deep and sprawling forest that extends around Viridian City. Everything was calm, the only sound she could heard was the lukewarm croaking of some Bug-type Pokèmon in the nearby; Leaf especially enjoyed this part of the day, where every single Pokèmon got to its den, just few trainers were still lingering around the place, mostly Bug Catchers who hoped to capture even more Caterpie or Weedle. No other persons were out there, no other sounds could corrupt such peacefulness atmosphere which hovered around the forest.

It has been a while since I set foot there!, the brunette thought to herself, a brief smile perched on her lips as she lift above her pale visage, her hazel eyes wandering from branch to branch, a thousand leaves were just above her head, still not the season to see them falling as withered lives. It was almost spring after all, there was no chance for them to drop from the branches, not in this period at least. Or rather, not even during fall there was the opportunity to see such wondrous sight: Viridian Forest was a very particular wood, where every single tree did seem to be not influenced by the current season. They were always green, no matter which season was. Some said it was due to the spirit of the forests, a Legendary Pokèmon which is mainly related to a Johto’s forest – the Ilex Forest – and travels through time to its liking. Yet, this was just a legend and nobody could really tell why the Viridian Forest was somewhat immune to seasonal changes. Leaf liked to believe in that story; not that she has already seen that Pokèmon, though she strongly believed she would see it one day as everything came to an end and her beliefs would find their roots sooner or later, and she would then truly believe in legends.

Losing herself in fanciful thoughts, the brunette suddenly realized that the tangerine colors of the sunset were slowly fading away, leaving to a pale moon the rest of the sky. She would actually enjoyed to spend some more time there, yet she couldn’t really risk in that place: it was well-known that forests weren’t a safe place to be after a certain hour, not only for the nocturnal Pokèmon you could encounter, yet also due to any possible encounter with a gang of ill-intentioned persons. You couldn’t know against what or who you could come across!

Further aware of the possible danger she could get into, Leaf began to walk toward the next exit, the one which led to Viridian City, the nearest exit actually, as she didn’t really want to get in trouble now. She thought she was safe as soon as she would get there, yet even the unpredictable might happen, and that was what she was going to face.

Creak—

In Character

Character Name: Chance Cannon

 Generation:  II (Johto native, but is roaming the regions)

Profile: 

Chance is a street performer, relying on a combination of flashy juggling skills, adorable fairy star pokemon and luck to get him through life. He has an incredible desire to be noticed and to be the center of attention, but this doesn’t mean he’s totally self-centered; you have to be able to give attention to receive attention. He values working hard and having fun while doing so, and dislikes things that are too serious or disinteresting.

While he was born in Cherrygrove city in the Johto region, he left at a young age to seek a more dramatic fortune elsewhere under his flashy stage name (which he will vehemently deny is his stage name if anybody has the nerve to ask). His greatest ambition is to follow in his father’s footsteps to become a well-known performer, and travels across the regions pursuing it.

 Roleplay Sample: 

Brightly colored juggling clubs flashed in the air, seeming to barely touch the nimble fingers that propelled them. To look at the face of the man who they belonged to, it would seem that keeping the whirling clubs in order was as easy as breathing, all according to his whims. This was only half true. Years of training had brought an ease and a muscle memory to the rhythm required, yet if he lost focus for but a second the clubs would slip. Chance allowed a sly smirk to cross his lips, half of his spectators were probably hoping for that case, perhaps even a little disappointed he wasn’t juggling something a little more dangerous. Well, they’d certainly be in for a surprise in a moment then.

A swift nod was the signal he gave to the small troupe of Cleffa who stood in front of him. Two of them squeaked affirmation, moving to twirl and dance whimsically in front of him, merely a sideshow for his final trick. The third gave a soft cry and leapt in the air, timing its jump to slip seamlessly into the gap he had made in his juggling pattern for it. The audience applauded politely, but were ultimately unimpressed, he’d already tossed the small star pokemon earlier in the performance. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Chance cried, his voice clear and projecting to reach the ends of the crowd, “I present to you, Calliope!” as he called the pokemons name, it reached the arc of its toss and in a small poof of smoke, transformed. The crowd gasped as the now heavy steel aron crashed down into the jugglers waiting hand and was tossed again, where at its peak once again transformed into something else, the cycle repeating, each form the pokemon took more challenging to catch than the last to the crowds immediate delight. With a final squeak, the pokemon gave one more transformation, reverting to its true vulpine form and alighting upon its masters head as he neatly caught up the juggling clubs to sweep into a carefully balanced bow. With a final flourish, the zorua leapt of his head, transforming again into a lotad, whose domed head served as a collection hat for the impressed crowd.

In Character

Character Name: Skye

Generation: II

Profile: Skye has been taught to wear a smile on her face ever since she was little. A smile can manipulate others into doing what you want but most importantly it helped hide the truth. She only finds happiness with her Pokemon now, and even then sometimes they just remind her of better times that are now gone. Skye will help cheer up anyone and will help those in need. Since she believes that she will never feel happiness again she wants to at least help spread it.

Under the smile and the kind exterior though Skye is extremely jealous. Everyone seemed to go off and live their dream while she was trapped. Nobody was there when she needed them the most, making her extremely dependent on her Pokemon. Skye also doesn’t take anyone’s bullshit. She can tell when someone is lying or pressuring someone else and won’t hesitate to call them out on it. Sometimes she is more tolerable if its directed to herself. Skye tries her best to seem fine and that everything is okay so others don’t worry about her.

Skye had been adopted by an older couple in the small town of Cherrygrove. She never knew her real parents and she often wondered why they had given her away. Her mother had always dreamed of being a Kimono girl and forced her dream on her daughter. She got an Eevee as a gift one day from her mother and ever since then they had been inseperable. Skye had become close to two of the other kids in the town but unfortunately had to move away at the age of thirteen.

While training Skye had trouble making friends but eventually became close with an older girl named Melanie and her twin brother Cameron. Overtime Skye and Cam began dating and even when he went away to travel they decided to keep the relationship. When he came back for occasional visits he always brought Skye back a Pokemon which is most of her team now. One day he got sick though, and the sickness just got worse. After he died Melanie left the Kimono girls leaving Skye alone with her Pokemon. A couple of months later her mother also died. She travels around Johto now, just trying to find a purpose and does everything she can to put a smile on other’s faces, knowing that she can’t smile.

Roleplay Sample: It hadn’t been that long since Skye had last visited her hometown. She had no idea how long she was going to stay, but it would most likely be the last. Out of all the places on Johto this was the place where she belonged the least. There was nothing here for her anymore, just some memories and an empty house. Johto just seemed empty to her now, maybe she would travel like she had always wanted to. Where would she even go though? It’s not like she knew anybody. Her childhood friends likely had no memory of her now, one she hadn’t seen in ten years and the other became a famous movie star.

Skye hadn’t even realized she had entered the town. Standing in front of her house she entertained the thought of going in for a moment but decided against it. She felt a slight tug on her wrist and looked down to see her Sylveon staring up at her. Orion looked worried, Skye felt horrible since that’s how he looked at her lately and she didn’t want to worry him. Petting the Sylveon on his head he simply tightened his feeler around her arm as she led them away.