After the attack hits the thing, it unlatches from Birch, and tries to Tackle me. I dodge, and then use Bite on it. It seems to flinch from the attack, giving me the oppritunity to use Confusion on it. It then lunges at me, using Tackle once more, this time, however, I don't have enough time to dodge, and take the attack... hurt somewhat badly, I then hope to finish it off with another Bite attack... thankfully, the thing faints. I then look up to see a Ninetales, and jump back in surprise "D-Don't kill me!" I shout, thinking that she was somehow related to the Zigzagoon I just KO'd.
((Ok new prefix rule, use underline for pokespeak *like this* italic for thoughts *like this*))
River: What! kill you! why would i do that!
Me: Calm down little guy, its not that bad, your just hurt a little, here, i have a potion i can use on you.
*I grab a potion from my bag, then spray it on the darcrawl, hoping to heal him, my hair moves a bit, and my ears show through... my zoroark like ears.*
The potion stings, at first... but, afterwards, it seems to heal the damage I've taken, as well as some of the scratch marks on me... a couple, however, one on my face, above my right eye, and one on my back seem to have scarred, instead. "Um... thanks... but, I kinda thought that you were related to this Zigzagoon, or, have been stolen from by a darcrawl..." I then say to the Ninetales. I then notice Waskom's ears... "You're not human...are you?" I ask him.
((Hmm, well then, i will just make robert pass out, so we can get him outta the road.)) ((Also, nightmare, you just earned a warning, do not post unless you are part of this, or if i open up apps again.))
Me: Uhh... no i'm not... i kinda... i am a hybrid.
*the darcrawl faints, i then pick him up, and start to carry him to the lab.*
Me: Oh right, hey... uhh... do you have a name riolu?
((Waskomsause, I sent you a pm. Now I shall leave this rp until my app is accepted/denied.))
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My current avatar is Gyro Zeppeli from the popular manga Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. He's my favorite character. I love his optimism, dry humor, and his ability to do considerable damage even without a stand.
River: Hmm... seems like waskoms life, hes missing his father, and his mother left long ago, she was chased away... because his father was a pokemon, a zoroark.
Me: Yeah... its not so bad, birch here stepped up, he took care of me.
Force listens "Well i don't really want to give up yet" he says. He then see's birch and steps behind river, not knowing if birch will like him or who birch is.
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If you think I'm helpful, awesome or just the best guy ever, hit the +1 button
Me: Me ether, my father is out there, hes not even on the run, hes just traveling, he thought it would be best to leave, but now i am sure he woul like to see me.
birch: Hey so, you understand pokemon now waskom... makes sense, you are a hybrid, so, whos this guy?
*He looks at the small pokemon.*
Birch: Hey there little guy, i am birch, a pokemon professor, i am someone that studies pokemon.
((Hmm, well team dust is not like the crusaders, they are kindda like the anti-crusaders really, and there is no gerrard-type set of people, but... we do have companys *cough* deven corp. *cough* that might be a bit evil at heart.))
Appearance: Shoulder length, brown hair, and a pair of Silver Sunglasses covering my Olive-Green eyes, decently tall, about 6 foot 2...A Catchrat hand-tail.... Sharp teeth, hidden by my human lips... ((Thank nature for that one))... Also, small claws, at the end of my normal fingers... other then that, I am always wearing a black unzipped jacket, a crimson shirt, and blue jeans.... my.. muscularity is close to none, but i have a little.... Plain black and white shoes, with blue lines on the sides... other then that... I appear to be normal.... and by the way... the tail-hand is... about 6 feet off my body, so I normally keep it curled up and closed behind me, or over my shoulders and wrapped around like some sort of all-time seat belt...
Bio: Thrasamund was a normal teenage boy... normal among hybrids.... All the people at his school hated him. They thought he was incredibly rude, due to the fact that well... he is... Even though they loved his tail! And feared it as well... they hated him but were never rude to him, because they knew the tail can release poison at the owner's whim.... Thrasamund knew at least he had a history of scorn... because... out of all the hybrids he had seen... Catchrat was probably the least desirable... His... Grandmother, a very nice, but rather quirky lady, had been knocked out... and.... raped... by an Omniporat... no one is sure how, it just 'happened'.. The genes skipped a generation... and were passed to him.. despite this, his parents loved him, his two sisters were jealous that he had such a cool feature... but his brother could have cared less.... So now, Thrasamund Thorval ... proud hybrid walks the streets, no longer caring what other people think, attempting to redeem himself of what his former classmates thought, by preventing robberies and stopping all crime when possible...
Items: 1. Hand Carved, Wooden boomerang. 2. Rucksack. 3. Gallon sized water bottle.
Moves: Poison Sting, Scratch. ((Thank you tail-hand!))
Appearance: Shoulder length, brown hair, and a pair of Silver Sunglasses covering my Olive-Green eyes, decently tall, about 6 foot 2...A Catchrat hand-tail.... Sharp teeth, hidden by my human lips... ((Thank nature for that one))... Also, small claws, at the end of my normal fingers... other then that, I am always wearing a black unzipped jacket, a crimson shirt, and blue jeans.... my.. muscularity is close to none, but i have a little.... Plain black and white shoes, with blue lines on the sides... other then that... I appear to be normal.... and by the way... the tail-hand is... about 6 feet off my body, so I normally keep it curled up and closed behind me, or over my shoulders and wrapped around like some sort of all-time seat belt...
Bio: Thrasamund was a normal teenage boy... normal among hybrids.... All the people at his school hated him. They thought he was incredibly rude, due to the fact that well... he is... Even though they loved his tail! And feared it as well... they hated him but were never rude to him, because they knew the tail can release poison at the owner's whim.... Thrasamund knew at least he had a history of scorn... because... out of all the hybrids he had seen... Catchrat was probably the least desirable... His... Grandmother, a very nice, but rather quirky lady, had been knocked out... and.... raped... by an Omniporat... no one is sure how, it just 'happened'.. The genes skipped a generation... and were passed to him.. despite this, his parents loved him, his two sisters were jealous that he had such a cool feature... but his brother could have cared less.... So now, Thrasamund Thorval ... proud hybrid walks the streets, no longer caring what other people think, attempting to redeem himself of what his former classmates thought, by preventing robberies and stopping all crime when possible...
Items: 1. Hand Carved, Wooden boomerang. 2. Rucksack. 3. Gallon sized water bottle.
Moves: Poison Sting, Scratch. ((Thank you tail-hand!))
Pokemon: Ecma the Cubone.
((Hmm... not sure about how he became a hybrid, but its still a very good app, please you do have a saved spot on the RP, so yes.
Accepted! You may begin, but, remember, no OP stuff, he can't be like super human strong, but he can be faster then a normal human by a small amount.))
((Alright, thanks.. i guess I'll start in Littleroot as well... by the way, it said, his grandmother was raped, and the genes skipped a generation..))
I sit in an alley way next to my house... well... house as in... walls-of-taped-together-cardboard-boxes-with-a-roof....
and sigh... why does my life have to be so hard...
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Ravnica, city of guilds, and 'tis with the Izzet that I shall take my stand.
River: What! kill you! why would i do that!
Me: Calm down little guy, its not that bad, your just hurt a little, here, i have a potion i can use on you.
*I grab a potion from my bag, then spray it on the darcrawl, hoping to heal him, my hair moves a bit, and my ears show through... my zoroark like ears.*
((gotta go, be back in four hours!))
Me: Uhh... no i'm not... i kinda... i am a hybrid.
*the darcrawl faints, i then pick him up, and start to carry him to the lab.*
Me: Oh right, hey... uhh... do you have a name riolu?
My current avatar is Gyro Zeppeli from the popular manga Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. He's my favorite character. I love his optimism, dry humor, and his ability to do considerable damage even without a stand.
Hey you can check out my website if you want: Stories I Scribbled
Me: Me: Well glad to meet you, this is river, she is my partner pokemon, so, i am guessing you have nowhere to go, or are you used to living out here?
River: So, what brings a riolu to hoenn? not many of them are ever seen, most live in other regions.
*I keep carrying the small pokemon to the lab, birch still a bit shocked by what happened.*
Me: So, wwould you like to follow mw for a bit, we can get you something to eat.
"well, I'm here to look for my parents. They have gone missing." He explains sadly.
Me: Yeah... its not so bad, birch here stepped up, he took care of me.
*We get to the lab, and i step inside.*
birch: Hey so, you understand pokemon now waskom... makes sense, you are a hybrid, so, whos this guy?
*He looks at the small pokemon.*
Birch: Hey there little guy, i am birch, a pokemon professor, i am someone that studies pokemon.
Me: Hes nice force, don't worry.
"Hi there, I'm Force" Force says not realizing birch doesn't speak Poke-Speak
*He grabs a small coller, then places it around forces neck, and flips a switch.*
Birch: Ok, nwo speak, this will translate what you are saying so i can understand you.
((As long as you have the translator on, you can speak english, so no need for underlines.))
Age: 18
Species: Human/Catchrat
Level: 12
Appearance: Shoulder length, brown hair, and a pair of Silver Sunglasses covering my Olive-Green eyes, decently tall, about 6 foot 2...A Catchrat hand-tail.... Sharp teeth, hidden by my human lips... ((Thank nature for that one))... Also, small claws, at the end of my normal fingers... other then that, I am always wearing a black unzipped jacket, a crimson shirt, and blue jeans.... my.. muscularity is close to none, but i have a little.... Plain black and white shoes, with blue lines on the sides... other then that... I appear to be normal.... and by the way... the tail-hand is... about 6 feet off my body, so I normally keep it curled up and closed behind me, or over my shoulders and wrapped around like some sort of all-time seat belt...
Bio: Thrasamund was a normal teenage boy... normal among hybrids.... All the people at his school hated him. They thought he was incredibly rude, due to the fact that well... he is... Even though they loved his tail! And feared it as well... they hated him but were never rude to him, because they knew the tail can release poison at the owner's whim.... Thrasamund knew at least he had a history of scorn... because... out of all the hybrids he had seen... Catchrat was probably the least desirable... His... Grandmother, a very nice, but rather quirky lady, had been knocked out... and.... raped... by an Omniporat... no one is sure how, it just 'happened'.. The genes skipped a generation... and were passed to him.. despite this, his parents loved him, his two sisters were jealous that he had such a cool feature... but his brother could have cared less.... So now, Thrasamund Thorval ... proud hybrid walks the streets, no longer caring what other people think, attempting to redeem himself of what his former classmates thought, by preventing robberies and stopping all crime when possible...
Items: 1. Hand Carved, Wooden boomerang. 2. Rucksack. 3. Gallon sized water bottle.
Moves: Poison Sting, Scratch. ((Thank you tail-hand!))
Pokemon: Ecma the Cubone.
((Hmm... not sure about how he became a hybrid, but its still a very good app, please you do have a saved spot on the RP, so yes.
Accepted! You may begin, but, remember, no OP stuff, he can't be like super human strong, but he can be faster then a normal human by a small amount.))
I sit in an alley way next to my house... well... house as in... walls-of-taped-together-cardboard-boxes-with-a-roof....
and sigh... why does my life have to be so hard...