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IMUIT
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Class 1: GOD
Class 2: GOD
Class 3: GOD
Class 4: GOD
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Post by IMUIT on Nov 26, 2017 20:20:45 GMT -6
POWER CLASSES ROSTER To apply to become a Power Class, fill out the application below and post it here. Staff will then review it and either approve your request or deny it. You cannot become any Power Class without staff approval except for Martial Artist. However, it is possible to become multiple Power Classes; you will just have to submit an application for each one. However, the only Power Classes that can be combined with other Power Classes are Martial Artist and Morph. That means that while you can be a Morph and an Aura Guardian, you cannot be an Aura Guardian and a Communer. There is technically no limit for how many people can be a Power Class, though if there are too many of a certain Class, it will be restricted for some time. AURA GUARDIANS — @sun , Kaid Sarutobi , Mei-Long , Damian Moreau , Rhafiel Diederich , Raoul Dantès PSYCHICS — diana , Roland Gates , Arthur Wright , spookycam , blaire beckenbauer MORPHS — @sun , @sketch , Leon Solis , edrian , ASHTON AYREDALE , Kari Murphy , ALEX RULER , Jett Gunner , Plasma , Donny FleurCOMMUNERS — Sol Chance , Magnus Glass , Yuki Hayakawa , Elinda Aspen , Sarah Bea , Nathaniel Ashcent APPLICATION TEMPLATE [b]OOC Name:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b]
[b]Power Class Desired:[/b]
[b]How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development?[/b]
[b]Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.[/b] |
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Donny Fleur
Trainer
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Posts: 14
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Class 1: Morph [Murkrow]
Class 2: Type Expert [Flying]
Class 3: Chef
EXP: 10
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Post by Donny Fleur on Mar 18, 2018 22:20:27 GMT -6
OOC Name: Peony Character Name: Donavan Fleur Power Class Desired: Morph [Murkrow] How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development?As a natural morph, Donny has had his black wings and feathers ever since he was born, so it really ties in with who he is as a person. He sees nothing wrong with them because the village he grew up in has had ties with natural morphs for generations, so his character development would really come from beyond the borders of his tiny home. As a Murkrow morph, he has to deal with being synonymous to bad omens and symbols of death. His main conflict would be trying to show people that he really isn't someone that's going to be bad luck for them, and that he's a good kid even if he has black wings. He has had experience with people fleeing from him before, but he tries not to let that get to him. Allowing him to explore the rest of the Stellara region is going to pit him against this insecurity/fear that no one's going to like him, which he tries to hide with his bubbly, positive attitude. Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them."Mom, Dad, I'll be heading out now!"
"Don't go too far, honey! Remember to stay within the border!"
It wasn't the first time Donny had heard of that. He was an obedient kid, sure, but it did not mean that he didn't have any desire to take even one step outside the invisible line that separated his village from the rest of the world. He left the house in a slightly conflicted mood, glancing around and taking in the peaceful atmosphere of his village. He had heard recently that there were a group of bad people that were looking for morphs like him, but their location was secluded, so the elders said not to worry about that. Besides, there were resident villagers that were powerful enough to take on normal people, so it wasn't like they were defenceless. Donny did not dwell on that thought, choosing instead to stretch his dark wings and move to the fields. A few flying type Pokemon noticed him and joined in his aimless flight, chattering away on what they have learned from their recent migration beyond the mountains.
"You think I'd be able to see those tall, shiny buildings for myself?" he asked one of them as they rested in the middle of a meadow; his companions perched on wooden fences that had seen better days.
"(If you really wanted to, maybe,)" a rather old Pidove offered, "(but I don't know how the humans will react. Finicky beings, ya know?)"
"(I barely see any morphs down there, and most of them are very secretive.)" a Starly added. "(It's dangerous, if you ask me!)"
Donny sat in the midst of the flowers, mulling over a thought that he had considered ever since he broke the rules the first time around. "But...I don't really want to stay here for the rest of my life, even if people see me weirdly or something. I dunno, what's so wrong about having black wings?"
The other birds cooed. "(Superstitions can be hard.")
"(Very hard.)"
"(It's because Murkrows like to steal things!")
"(Shiny things!")
Donny pouted, "I mean, I guess I like shiny things..." he wasn't sure if that was from his Pokemon side of him or he just really had some kind of affinity with them.
The Starly let out a hum in thought, "(Humans won't learn unless they get showed up though.)"
"(That's true, that's true! Murkrow boy can show them up.)"
"Show them up?"
"(You know, show them they're wrong!)" the Pidove swelled his chest up proudly. "(We Pidoves get some flack from humans too, so we know what we're talking about. You gotta...you gotta assert yourself!)" the little bird had flown in front of the young boy and raised his wings; a determined expression on its face.
"Yeah...yeah you're right! I shouldn't just be here moping about it, I need to tell them that I'm not bad!" now feeling more determined than ever, he brandished a big smile on his face as he thanked the two birds that kept him company before flying back to his house. Why wait, he was going to start his journey as soon as possible! He was going to meet new people and he'd show them that he was a good morph, black wings and all! Now the next problem was if he was going to convince his parents, or if he was going to sneak out on his own volition...
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TYLER
Administrator
281 Posts
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down with royal
Posts: 281
Likes: 6
Class 1: Digidestined
Class 2: King of Games
Class 3: Super Saiyan
Class 4: Spirit Detective
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Post by TYLER on Mar 19, 2018 13:49:41 GMT -6
Donny Fleur approved, finish off your app if you haven't!
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Chinatsu Tanaka
Trainer
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Class 1: Morph [Chinchou]
Class 2: Type Expert [Water]
Class 3: Breeder
Class 4: CLASS SLOT
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Post by Chinatsu Tanaka on Mar 19, 2018 23:57:30 GMT -6
OOC Name: Sayuri Character Name: Chinatsu Tanaka Power Class Desired: Morph (Chinchou) How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development?Chinatsu was born a natural morph, so from day one she was teased and picked on about her "weird fish ears", scale encrusted skin, and the glowing antennae growing out of her head, even though she's always liked them. She was shy as a kid, though oddly independent, but didn't stand up terribly well to the bullying. It made her withdraw into herself, and she all but refused to speak for several years to anyone outside of her family. Her family moved elsewhere in Stellara when she was 13, so she's now attempting to regain her voice from what little she had. Her parents have encouraged her to go off on her own at her own pace as a trainer, and both they and she think it will help her grow as an individual. Provide an RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.
It was where she felt most comfortable, which wasn't terribly surprising. The water was where her Pokemon-sake lived naturally, after all. She'd come here whenever she had a bad day, or when someone was bullying her. Sh didn't have gills, but she had learned to hold her breath for a fair amount of time, so she could stay under long enough to swim a fair distance away. She was an excellent swimmer, so she rarely ran out of breath.
The patches of scales on her creamy skin glimmered, the sunlight streaming through the water hitting them just right, so they looked like blue Mother of Pearl. She loved them, the scales. They were a part of her, and even if her childhood bullies had tried to ruin that for her, they hadn't succeeded. Her parents had seen to that. They'd even gone so far as to move to a spot near a lake so she could swim as much as she wanted to, whenever she wanted to. Under the water was her favorite place.
"China! Come on in! China!" Her mother's voice rang out, her fin-ears picking it up more clearly that average ears would while under the water. Chinatsu surfaced, looking back toward the house, taking a comfortable breath. "China," her mother called again. "Come get some lunch, I made cucumber sandwiches!" She watched from a distance as her mother, seeming to have spotted her surfacing, went inside, leaving the door ajar for her. She nodded to herself and her mother's back and ducked back under the water, heading for shore.
Under the water was easier, there was less awkward splashing and constant adjusting between air resistance and water resistance. It only took her two minutes to reach shore, and she grabbed her towel from where she's left it on the grass. She ran the rest of the distance up to the porch, towel draped over her head. Her father had come outside to wait for her, and greeted her with a grin and a ruffle of her damp hair.
"Hello, Papa," she would say softly and adoringly. Her mother was just inside, turning around so the family of three could eat their little comfortable lunch. "Hello, Mama."
"Why don't you grab the juice, China, and we can eat in the sun. Don't forget your sunscreen!" The woman was already bustling merrily out the door, large serving plate in hand.
Chinatsu giggled softly. "Ok, Mama. Thank you."
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Lars Anderson
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Post by Lars Anderson on Mar 21, 2018 10:14:28 GMT -6
OOC Name: Ven
Character Name: Lars Anderson
Power Class Desired: Communer
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? He’s always suspected something strange about himself ever since he could understand how Pokémon feel—especially when they bare their intentions to him; and in turn he lets whichever Pokémon that crosses his path know what his full intentions are—he doesn’t like hiding behind so many pretenses, even if his day job calls for him to hide his ‘real face’ whenever he scours out valuable information that he can sell for the right price.
While his parents aren’t on the same level of understanding wild Pokémon spiritually like he is, Lars knows that it is an advantage to be able to discern the subtleties of how Pokémon act around humans; especially when it comes to learning whether or not they’ll outright attack whoever crosses their path; or at the very least poke around and try to learn more about these strange people who seem hell-bent on capturing them and using them for their own gains.
Lars isn’t like that, to be honest. He prefers to get to know a Pokémon completely, and at the same time, the Pokémon can get to know more about him, literally baring all the cards on the table so to speak.
Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.
(ironically this is how he met Hanzo)
The Bubble Frog Pokémon stared up at the approaching human, ready to flee from the incoming threat. He’d already escaped so many humans, this would be easy as pie. There was no way he was going to be subject to those dinky little containment units that humans use and be forced to do things that he didn’t really want to.
Lars, on the other hand, cautiously approached the Water-type, baring both his hands and showing that he didn’t have anything on him. “Hey, hey… easy there,” he began in his soft rumbling voice, eventually crouching down so that he was at least eye-level with the Froakie who was now staring at him suspiciously. “I’m not here to do anything fishy. I mean, you can see that I have nothing on me…” he continued, wringing his hands in front of the Froakie, hoping that the Water-type would see that he meant absolutely no harm.
While the Water-type was initially leery of any and all humans that it came across, there was… certainly, something unusual about this one—the way he was moving, the way he’d lowered himself so that they were on an even eye-level—he hadn’t encountered another who would do such acts. Letting go of the Bluk berry he was about to eat, the Froakie slowly but surely approached the human who had now sat himself down on the dusty ground, watching and waiting for the Water-type to approach him.
“See, there? That’s better…” he continued, keeping his eyes entirely on the Froakie; because he knew how important eye contact was between two individuals—regardless if they were fellow humans or Pokémon; breaking eye contact was a terrible faux pas. “I don’t want to hurt you. I just...want to talk with you. Well, talk as best as I can, anyway, seeing as it’s tricky for a human like me to understand what you want to say. Hopefully my intentions don’t scare you away.”
There was intrigue n the Water-type’s eyes; had he met his match? The Bubble Frog Pokémon then approached the other, before eventually sitting down across from him, curious to know more about this strange human in front of him.
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TYLER
Administrator
281 Posts
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down with royal
Posts: 281
Likes: 6
Class 1: Digidestined
Class 2: King of Games
Class 3: Super Saiyan
Class 4: Spirit Detective
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Post by TYLER on Mar 22, 2018 16:26:37 GMT -6
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Tala Storm
Trainer
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Posts: 13
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Class 1: Morph [Houndoom]
Class 2: Breeder
Class 3: Scrapper
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Post by Tala Storm on Apr 2, 2018 14:59:23 GMT -6
OOC Name: Moc
Character Name: Tala Storm
Power Class Desired: Morph [Houndoom]
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development?
Tala was born a child of Team Crux, not as a genetically created morph, but as a natural Morph and the child of two members of the organization. As a child she took pride in her status as a morph knowing it was something they valued, but as she got older and her mother left she began to realize her father was more proud of that status than his daughter herself. After he vanished on a mission she ran from Crux deciding she didn't want to be a tool for them to use. As she became a teen and evolved she started filing down her horns to hide them beneath her hair and hiding her tail as well in fear that Crux would find her. Although as an adult she no longer fears this, it is still something that always remains on her mind and she still tries to keep her being a morph hidden from all those that she doesn't fully trust.
Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.
Tala stood in front of the running sink with a singular thought holding tight to her mind. Before her a woman stood and met her eyes with an undaunted expression. Dark chocolate brown hair flowed over the woman's shoulders and brought out the color in her smooth caramel skin. Her eyes at first appeared grey, but as Tala watched the stormy blue tint became more and more apparent in them. Tala stared down her reflection in the mirror and searched it for an answer to the thought in her head. What do you hide from? Her stormy gaze narrowed as she looked over the two slight raises in her hair, one above each temple. They had grown again. Her horns had been the most stressful thing in her life ever since she ran from her responsibilities as a child. She parted her hair and looked over the filed down discs with annoyance. Already they had to be filed again, a task that was far more painful than one would think. Instead she gave a glare at the woman in the mirror and turned on her heel to walk away from the image. Why was she hiding? She didn't know. Perhaps with some Pokemon the feeling would go away and she would be at ease.
If only it were that simple.
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Seraphina "JJ" Storm
Team Crux
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Class 1: Aura Guardian
Class 2: Scrapper
Class 3: Chef
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Post by Seraphina "JJ" Storm on Apr 4, 2018 15:52:31 GMT -6
OOC Name: Iris
Character Name: Seraphina "JJ" Storm
Power Class Desired: Aura Guardians
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development?
Where one would typically consider an aura guardian to be a good person, it might not necessarily be true, especially in JJ's case. JJ had been a practical and resourceful person from birth, doing whatever it takes to get what she needs and sometimes her wants. She treats her ability as an aura guardian as a means to an end. It doesn't mean she is a completely heartless being, her training and learning of the craft comes with a degree of empathy. However there is a time and place for everything, as such, she isn't against closing off her feelings or emotions to get a job done. Although most of the work she takes up come from Team Crux, she doesn't consider herself a bad person. She cares for those that are close to her and chooses the path of least damages when possible. Unlike someone that has been learning from an early age, JJ began to develop her ability later in life, so she won't be the most experience aura reader or user around. The biggest impact that her ability helped with was a certain increase in trust towards Pokemon and other humans in particular.
Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.
JJ grimaced, focusing her attention on the Pokemon before her before letting out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. It was a brief awareness, but she saw it, an aura. Interpreting it was a different matter though, causing the woman to awkwardly rub the back of her head. She had been training and developing her ability for awhile now, but she still found it rather troublesome to use. The Nincada before her raised their right claw, tilting their head to the side, expecting a response from their trainer.
"You're mad about something?" she asked pointing at the Pokemon and giving a wink along with her award-winning smile. The Pokemon shook their head in disbelief, putting their claw down. No, it wasn't anger or rage that she felt, instead it was something akin to...concern? When she corrected herself, the Nincada could only nod in approval.
(I'm concerned alright, that your wife is going to kill you for training when it's such a special day, ya dig?) they asked, causing the blood to drain from her face. Cursing herself for her lack of class, the woman grabbed the Pokemon by their head, earning a bite in the process, and dashed out of the room.
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PEONY
Junior Moderator
184 Posts
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m l e m
Posts: 184
Likes: 0
Class 1: Lit Student
Class 2: Poke Bean
Class 3: Couch Potato
Class 4: Dapper Birb
EXP: 9001
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Post by PEONY on Apr 20, 2018 8:04:44 GMT -6
lez go, you guys  sorry for the super long wait! - Tala Storm : I think that this works fine, though for future applications feel free to showcase their abilities more! Like since she's a Houndoom, I'm sure Tala can wield a semblance of fire in one way or another, albeit it can be rather tiring to do. Anyway, approved! Feel free to work on your application and post it in Mod Request when you're done~ - Seraphina "JJ" Storm : a little on the short side but I can let this pass. You know the drill :3c |
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jolyjirachi
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Post by jolyjirachi on Jun 13, 2018 14:09:59 GMT -6
OOC Name:JlyJirachi
Character Name:Ziar E. Surge
Power Class Desired:Morph (Zoroak)
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? Ziar is a scholar who will stop at nothing to get the information that he desires. This may result in him getting into trouble with law enforcement or mother nature. Although he isn't as extreme as a brutalist, the male isn't above pulling tricks on people. Being mischevious in nature, Ziar often pulls pranks on those around him. Growing up, Ziar was homeschooled so his interactions with people may come off a bit weird. For example, the concept of personal space doesn't make sense to him. His interactions with females also aren't ideal. Though even in his youth, his pranks and tricks were prevalent. These pranks usually are in the form of minor illusions or momentarily transforming into someone, Being a natural morph he has been targeted by Team Crux before though narrowly escaped the grunts due to his deceit. He now travels the region obtaining knowledge alongside his pokemon.
Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.
The Helos Ruins wasn't a lace anyone could go. There were caution signs and warnings. Ziar seemed not to care about those though. The morph was always living life on the edge in order to complete his pursuit of knowledge. The remains of a past civilization had fascinated him. Though he needed to be careful, one false move could cost him big time. Sliding down a slippery slope, he ducks his head as he crawls under a passage. Luckily it was 10 am so the light from outside allowed him to see. He was searching for clues not just any though.
-Perhaps these ruins can tell me who was the first morph and how it really happened.- He thought.
Running a hand through his thick black hair, Ziar made a right down the narrow passage. The texture of the walls was really rough and fragmented. The roof was touchable and the ground was strangely soft...wet almost. Time passed as he went through many passages, not finding much. It seemed like this was a waste of time for the male. Nothing was leading him in the right direction the male sighed as he looked down at his shoes that were now dirty. He continued to walk, as he slowly watched his shoes accumulate more dirt. Though sooner or later he hit a hard surface which forced him on his back. Rubbing his head a bit he looks up to see a pair of eyes looking down at him. This pair of eyes had a body to it that resembled a living skeleton, half-moon, disc-shaped head, with two small, forward facing eyes. Its body has a light gray chest plate with a brown shell resembling a visible backbone, containing three ribs protruding on each side and a thick pointed tail. It does not have hands, but large, sharp, gray scythes. Its legs are brown and thin, leading into small feet with two large gray claws. Ziar came to the conclusion it definitely wasn't a human. The morph stood up as he outstretched his hand with a smile.
"Hiya, my name is Ziar." He said.
The pokemon looked at Ziar for a moment before letting out a screech and attempting to slash at his head. Ziar quickly ducks, feeling the air from the strike. His heart begins to beat, not because he was scared but because of the excitement. He turned to run away waving for the pokemon to follow, taunting it with a smile. In a fit of rage, the beast slammed its claw against the wall, causing a giant crater, and pursued Ziar. Ziar eyes grew wide as he saw how fast the pokemon was, catching up to Ziar in only a few moments. He sucked his teeth as he thought about sending out one of his pokemon but frowned against it. No need to bring them into this situation. Ziar had no idea where he was going or how he was going to get away but his mind was sure racing. Another crazy event due to his hunger for knowledge.
Taking a sharp left, Ziar ducked as the pokemon attempted to splash his head again. He was able to feel the claw as it snagged the top of his jacket. It was getting closer to Ziar, he wouldn't be able to last long at this speed. Another left was taken as a beam of light could be seen at the end of this passage. Ziar was almost there, all he needed to do was a last a few more seconds. Though there was no way to do that with this pokemon on his back. Ziar did something reckless, as he outstretched his hand as a ball of dark energy was formed.
-My Dark Pulse should buy me some time- He thought.
Launching the attack on the ground right before the pokemon, a plume of smoke emitted and the sound of the pokemon pursuing was no more. Ziar celebrated with a little dance as he stopped to catch his breath. His only about two steps away from the end of the passage. He hunched over a bit, as he wiped a bead of sweat off his forehead. Though his resting was interrupted as something shot out the plume of smoke. It was blue in color and was moving quite fast toward Ziar. Upon further inspection, he would realize it was a pokemon move. The male eyes grew wide as he stepped outside the passage and would throw his hands up applying an illusion on the area.
A hiker passed by Ziar and poked his head by as he saw the events taking place. He was prepared to send out one of his pokemon, when he saw the pokemon stop its advance and simply stay there for a few moments, looking blankly. He moved next to Ziar.
"Woah... that is a Kabutops! Was it chasing you? That is a rare pokemon, I've looked for it for years. You're lucky to have found it. Mind if I catch it?" He asked Ziar. Though when he looked to Ziar the male was gone, not leaving a trace. The Kabutops also seemed to disappear.
Was this all an illusion for the hiker or had Ziar actually been chased by a kabutops and the hiker just was too busy idolizing Kabutops to notice Ziar leave?
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Andy Richter
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Post by Andy Richter on Nov 28, 2018 14:33:46 GMT -6
OOC Name: mdebourg101
Character Name: Andy Richter
Power Class Desired: Communer
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? Mainly meant to aid his 'battle' style of befriending pokemon as he looks to cause the pokemon he is trying for as little pain as possible, though he has to discover he can even do it first. For now, this will mainly apply to base form and baby pokemon, as fully evolved pokemon, put him a bit on edge either due to hostility, size, difficulty, and his desire to raise pokemon from the ground up. As to having other humans (or morphs) know about this, he'd rather not as that may get him labeled an oddball again; However, given how personable and nosy his Azurill can be (she wants him to make other friends besides pokemon) this may be unavoidable at times, especially if she blurts out that he can understand them to a degree (this won't apply to all pokemon though as he won't understand man-made or more tech-based ones like the porygon line, the magnamite line, and the voltorb line. leaning more towards ones that actually look like animals.) Hopefully, the region aids in debunking the oddball stigma and possibly making friends of some of them.
Provide a RP sample. It does not have to be long, but it should effectively display your character and how their Power Class ties into them.
The 6-year-old, named Andy is currently enjoying a nice day at the beach with his parents, Bob and Martha Richter, the little boy making little sandcastles for the moment while the beach tide ebbs and flows, the parents just relaxing and watching their son have his fun in the sand. Hidden in the waves, for now, a little blue mouse comes out of the water watching the boy, did the mouse want to play with him? Or perhaps it was more of a prankster and looking to be more of a nuisance? Either way, the little mouse merrily bounces up to the trio, the parents taking notice of it while Andy continues to play, until the mouse squeaks and pokes him with its tail.
That gives Andy quite the scare, sending him to the parents with a terrified yelp. Bob and Martha slightly frown with worry at this, pulling their pokedexes to identify the little 'intruder'
"Azurill’s tail is large and bouncy. It is packed full of the nutrients this Pokémon needs to grow. Azurill can be seen bouncing and playing on its big, rubbery tail."
While this goes on, Andy tries staying away from the rodent, it gives chase with a smile and more squeaking till it was able to hug him with its tail for a minute before sitting down and trying to make its own sandcastle. That didn't go well at all due to the stubby arms, "You wanna build a sandcastle with me?" he asks the mouse, his voice a little louder now due to having calmed himself thanks to the hug and the silly spectacle of a mouse playing in the sand. The parents don't dare talk now seeing a possible friendship bloom between their little wallflower and a curious rodent, said wallflower helping her build her own little sandcastle while the parents watch beaming at this display. An hour later the two blooming friends have two little 'sandhouses' with Bob and Martha's help, they and the parents smiling at the little achievement...Until the tide comes in and washes them away, "Aww." he slightly frowns before that becomes a beaming smile, "It was still fun though, thanks." he says, taking to the Azurill like it could understand him as well as a soft hug of his own, seems he was finally getting out of that hard as Shuckle shell.
"It's getting late honey, we should get going now," Martha remarked slowly standing up from the sunchair, "Say goodbye to your friend."
"I can't play with the mouse anymore?" he whines actively upset about that.
Oh, how she wanted to say yes, but thanks to him being so young, "Nope, not today sweetie we can come back here tomorrow," that got a wide smile to appear across his face.
"Yay!" he exclaims happy "Bye ummm," he then turns to his father, "Dad, what is that pokemon anyway?"
"It's an Azurill, Andy" his father answers
"An Azurill?"
"Yes. it's a pokemon."
"Bye Azurill! See you tomorrow!" waving goodbye to the mouse while the mouse reciprocates, using her tail and a few squeaks
His parents now making sure to bring him to the beach to play with his new friend whenever they could. "Dad, could I have a pokemon?"
"Maybe when your older kiddo."
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sorry for the super long wait!
