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Plasma
Trainer
39 Posts
6 Likes
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Posts: 39
Likes: 6
Class 1: Morph [Luxray]
Class 2: Inspirator
Class 3: Scrapper
EXP: 10
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Post by Plasma on Mar 4, 2018 23:19:27 GMT -6
OOC Name:Austin Puff Character Name:Plasma Power Class Desired:Morph
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? Plasma is a young boy that had lost his memories (which will slowly recover, the more info that he finds) when being experimented on. Team Crux used that to their advantage by telling Plasma that he was found alone in the woods. This leads him to try and pay Team Crux back for their hospitality. During a mission he hears someone talking about all the wrong Team Crux is doing. Plasma decides to find out, this would lead to what team Crux did to Plasma and show what reality he will have to face when he eventually learns the truth about Team Crux. Plasma is lost in confusion, not knowing who to trust anymore. He is normally a very bubbly child, but right now he is scared and angry and sad. He believes in friendship above all else. His only friend is a munchlax that was given to him by Team Crux.
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. “Huff huff”, Plasma is sprinting through the woods with his pursuers chasing from behind. “Go away and leave me alone!”, Plasma shouts back. Plasma turns to attack but couldn't bring himself to hurt them. He turns and bounds deep into the dark forest, the pursuers stop following and head back. Plasma curls up into a ball, and starts crying. He is devastated by having to leave his home. “ Hey Max,” he throws the pokeball, and Max pops out. “...” Plasma couldn’t finish his sentence. Max seeing Plasma crying hugs him and they lay there through the night. Plasma wakes up and pats Max on the head, then lets Max stay out of his pokeball. “We can't stay here forever, we need to leave.” They get up and begin walking through the forest. “Hey Max, why did this have to happen to me… who was I before this? Did I have a home, a family, or even friends… Why am I asking you, I doubt you know any more than me.” Plasma looks down at his body. “I’m different than a lot of the others in the team. Why must I be different, why did I have to hear those people, DAMMIT PLASMA YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT!” Max is startled by Plasma’s sudden outburst for Plasma is normally very quiet. “Oh I'm sorry Max, can I have some privacy,” he returns Max to his pokeball, “Now look what I did, I scared my only friend.” Plasma’s body is sparking with electricity, anger fills him and he punches a nearby tree and the electricity shoots outward, enhancing the punch and snapping the tree. Plasma steps back in shock. “ What's wrong with me, I just need to find my way back home, to my real home and my real family. Plasma heads through the forest to find the nearest town, where he can find some safety. (Originally I planned to have him on Team Crux and then leaving but I couldn't find a good way to show his personality, i still do not know if I made it clear, Lemme know.)
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Rhafiel Diederich
Gym Leader
12 Posts
1 Like
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Posts: 12
Likes: 1
Class 1: Type Expert [Dark]
Class 2: Aura Guardian
Class 3: Breeder
EXP: 0
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Post by Rhafiel Diederich on Mar 6, 2018 13:03:08 GMT -6
OOC Name: Cait Character Name: Rhafiel Diederich Power Class Desired: Aura Guardian
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? Rhafiel has been an aura guardian for a number of years. It was something that he discovered on his own, researched on his own, and worked at on his own. To him, the discovery was a rite of passage and the discovery has been attributed to his increased interest in psychology. Being a solitary person, he never asked for help, and everything he learned about it he learned through his love of research and his need to try things out for himself. His abilities shaped who he was and gave him a confidence he didn't exactly have as a child. He has been unsure of where these abilities even came from, but he has done his best to embrace them fully.
Being the type to try and push himself to his limits, Rhafiel has spent countless nights working his mind and body to the bone. He's passed out a number of times, only to wake up with his Pokemon staring at him with an aura filled with malicious intentions. Though those moments only helped him to build further relationships with his Pokemon and nurture the unexpected nature of what he could do.
Now, he's simply determined to use the abilities to their full extent. He's still curious about what can, and can't be done, and his scholarly nature is just going to keep pushing him. Add in the fact that he is bound to meet other Aura Guardians, and he's also determined to help others who are trying to figure out themselves and their abilities.
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.
It was so early and- Oh. That didn't look pleasant.
Eyes still closed, the man lay perfectly still in bed, acutely aware of the stalking feline in the doorway to his room. The purrloin's tail waved back and forth easily while she contemplated her next move.
Her aura was seeping with irritation, and Rhafiel knew what was going to happen next. It happened this way every morning.
Taking bounding leaps, the purrloin bounced onto the bed, landing on Rhafiel's chest and meowing loudly at him.
He pretended to be dead, watching the way that her aura shifted in color. Ebbing irritation turned to radiating strong, worried intent. Nyx pawed at his face, giving a quieter meow now, trying to rub her face against his cheek.
'Got her,' Rhafiel noted to himself, quickly wrapping his arms around the Pokemon and snuggling her to him. "Now you're going to lay here and let me sleep a little longer." Nyx tried to push against his chest, tail lashing a bit. She'd just wanted food. That's it. It was morning. It was time for him to feed her. Still, she stopped struggling, giving a quiet little purr and closing her eyes.
Rhafiel simply focused on observing her aura, constantly curious about how quickly the intent seemed to change. Not that he really wanted to use his best friend as a science experiment, but she was often the only one around for him to focus on much of the time. He didn't have much of a choice in the matter, and neither did she.
After a few long moments, Rhafiel gave up the fight for extra sleep, loosening his grip on Nyx and opening his eyes. "Alright, alright. Its time for breakfast," he yawned, watching her jump up, spin around excitedly, and then bound out to the kitchen.
He simply chuckled and followed her.
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IMUIT
Administrator
544 Posts
8 Likes
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Posts: 544
Likes: 8
Class 1: GOD
Class 2: GOD
Class 3: GOD
Class 4: GOD
EXP: 99999
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Post by IMUIT on Mar 7, 2018 18:27:42 GMT -6
Plasma — This is much better. I am willing to give you a shot. You are approved for Morph! Rhafiel Diederich — You are approved for Aura Guardian!
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Raoul Dantès
Trainer
44 Posts
9 Likes
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Posts: 44
Likes: 9
Class 1: Aura Guardian
Class 2: Ace Trainer
Class 3: Brutalist
EXP: 12
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Post by Raoul Dantès on Mar 12, 2018 7:34:47 GMT -6
OOC Name: El Troubadour Character Name: Raoul Dantes Power Class Desired: Aura Guardian
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? Being born into a family of Aura Guardians, these powers serve as the strongest connection Raoul has to his family’s legacy and the shadow it casts over him. Yet at the same time, they serve to anchor Raoul to his humanity and the reminder that every living thing is not just another face in the crowd but a unique individual.
One of the main character arc goals for this character is to really learn and embrace empathy and not just know that emotions are there, with bonus irony points of having power set enabling him to have empathy as an actual ability… but not really caring or understanding beyond the intellectual level at first. As such, they are both his link to the past and his path to his future, uncertain though it may be.
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.
And there it was. A tremor in the legs and flickers of yellow in his aura.
Now was his chance.
Raoul strode forward, hands flickering alive with azure flames as he raised them up and instinctively aimed for the head. A sphere of cerulean aura began to form in his hands quickly, building in size and intensity as he prepared to fire-
WHAM!
His arm was promptly pushed to the side by a massive white paper fan at the last moment right as he was about to release, and in his shock the azure ball of energy was sent careening into the mountainside with a boom, creating a small crater within. The small pokemon near him trembled in fear upon seeing the damage and slowly backed away… though that wasn’t the only reason why.
“What the hell are you doing, boy?! I told you to aim to disable, not to kill! Or y’know, not instinctively resort to violence?” Raoul grimaced, holding his pained arm to his chest as a diminutive man with a shining bald head and an impressive white beard glared at him through milky white eyes that somehow still pierced through his very being. “What happened to your restraint, boy? All your progress? You used to have a lot more of it before you left for that fancy schmancy Kalos your pops likes to yak on about.”
A flicker of angry faces and of rubble went through his mind for a few moments before he gritted his teeth and lowered his head as he pushed those images away. ”A lot happened.”
He got smacked again with the fan on the back of his head, but it wasn’t as hard as the hit to his arm. “You keep saying that but you never admit to what the hell it is you’re always brooding about in that corner of yours, boy. Sooner or later you’re going to have to suck it up and admit it - brooding is not an Olympic sport and you’re not gonna win it anyways. I’m not having another headcase in the family, brat, we’ve already got a lot of those. “Now again.”
Raoul swallowed, seeing the veins of red throbbing around the old man’s strong aura. ”Yes sir….” He turned around, only to stop and pause at the almost painfully-bright yellow and the thrum of anxiety that he felt just even looking at the pokemon emanating it as it tried to hide by a rock. ”Uhmmm….”
“You’ve traumatized that one enough for a day. I’ll set up a course with different pokemon and you can try again. Keep doing this shit though and I’ll make you go through the course tied-up. Or in your parents’ favored outfits. Do you understand, brat?” The man’s eyes were disconcertingly piercing despite being sightless.
Raoul swallowed once more before firmly nodding. ”Yes sir.” He then went over to start trying to coax out the third pokemon he’d scared today while the old man wandered off, muttering to himself as he tapped around the mountain ledges with his fan.
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IMUIT
Administrator
544 Posts
8 Likes
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Posts: 544
Likes: 8
Class 1: GOD
Class 2: GOD
Class 3: GOD
Class 4: GOD
EXP: 99999
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Post by IMUIT on Mar 12, 2018 22:45:42 GMT -6
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Medina Rothwell
New Member
4 Posts
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Post by Medina Rothwell on Mar 16, 2018 2:48:52 GMT -6
OOC Name: Spire Character Name: Medina Rothwell Power Class Desired: Morph
How will your Power Class contribute to your character’s story and development? Medina was one of the children that was stolen by Team Crux for experimentation to fill its ranks. A rather easy target, a child to a troubled family - her father having left her mother before she was born, and her mother being somewhat depressed afterward, she let Medina out by herself for a while, until she was caught by Crux members and transformed into a Misdreavus morph, mainly as an experiment of creating a morph from a Ghost pokemon.
The experiment created was quite the individual. Team Crux scientists nicknamed her "Schrodinger" since it was thought that as a morph of a human and a ghost pokemon she was simultaneously alive and dead. She was raised as a somewhat lonely girl, who found it difficult to befriend humans, but found her happiness was playing with pokemon, especially if they helped her play tricks on other humans. She got into trouble several times for "haunting" Team Crux members she didn't like as a young girl.
As she grew into a woman, Medina grew a little unhappy about the fact that she was neither pure human or pure pokemon, but just a mutant. But she found solace in bonding with the first pure pokemon of her own, a Sableye, who had no problem with her being a morph. She got along with him happily, the two of them coming up with many pranks to play.
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 lone trainer dashed through the alleyways and backstreets of Vega City. He had seen something that he should not have seen in the inner workings of Team Crux - experimentation of the Morph Project, and its workings simply horrified him.
He had to immediately tell the authorities. Not those within Vega City, for he had long suspected they were corrupt and implicit in the actions of Team Crux, but to escape to a higher authority. One that could finally bring down the hammer of this haven of despicable acts against nature.
He ran into a well known shortcut - one that would bring him to his destination - the train station, in much less time. He thought he was making progress, but, all of a sudden, a black plastic bag of garbage suddenly shot in front of his stride and, unable to avoid it, he tripped over, landing in a heap.
By the time he could stand upright, a strange pale woman was standing over him. He stared with shock. Her skin was pure white, almost blue. Her hair was wild and seemed to blow in the wind, even if there was none in this alley. And her eyes were red. She leered down at him.
"Oh please, you didn't think it'd be that easy to escape Crux in this city did you?" she asked.
"Y-you... work for them?" he asked, unable to comprehend what was happening here.
"Yes, I do" the woman said, simply. "I don't know what ridiculous story you've been told, but really, there's no need for this needless intrigue and subterfuge is there? In Vega City, we all know who we are..."
"So, are you gonna kill me then?!" the man spat. Medina shook her head.
"Of course not. Team Crux are not murderers. However, we cannot let you free with what you know. Thankfully we have a means to solve this without rendering asunder your life. Sableye? If you may..."
With this, Medina gave leave for her pokemon to perform his deed, to use his methods to take away the memories and absorb them. There would be no lingering negative effects other than the reality of the lost memories. For this case, the ghost pokemon and his morph trainer would achieve little but a ruthless success.
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TYLER
Administrator
281 Posts
6 Likes
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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
EXP: ∞
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Post by TYLER on Mar 17, 2018 13:31:08 GMT -6
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