It Started in Goldenrod City...

Because this is the first RP forum here *Go Me!*, I want to keep it simple, yet interesting so that everyone from new comers to veterans can enjoy the wonders of RPing.

*EDIT* I added a bit to the plot area just, just because it was a bit lacking. No major changes, just more detail.

Ok, Let's get started.
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Location: Goldenrod City
Time: One year after the events of HG and SS
Plot: A cool breeze blows through the streets, filling the air with the sweet scents of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass, reminding all that it was spring in Johto. As the soft, golden sunrise playfully bounces light off the Goldenrod Radio Tower, the people of the town were already up and getting ready for work in a town that hardly knows what sleep is.

Different shops open as they get ready for a new day of business up and down main street. The local cafes began their brews for their caffeine addicted customers as the restaurants get ready for the morning crowds. There is even a new cafe opening its doors. It seemly appeared over night, and it strangely seemed bigger than the actually build was, but with a name like La Casa de Ultra, you just accepted it as it is.

Even the docks where busy at this time of, with fish mongers setting up for a new day, sailors getting ready to look for their next meal ticket, and an array of people coming and going for the ships that were shipping out or porting in the harbor.

As the town once again finds peace after Team Rocket's Invasion one year ago, everyone has finally relaxed enough to started letting young trainers leave home and start off on their own journeys. But have they, though, relaxed too soon? Rumors have started to spread that someone, or something, has come to town to fill to void Team Rocket left in the world. There have even been a string of break-ins from the Department Store, the Game Corner, and even the Global Terminal. What is strange, though, is that nothing was stolen from these places. It was as if those that broke in were just seeing if they could do it. Who is this group that is causing problems for the people of Goldenrod City? What are their plans? Who are they? Is this the new face of Team Rocket? This is where you come in...

HOW TO JOIN​

Ok, now for the fun part, info time!

Username: <If this confuses you, then we have a bigger problem to deal with than just this.>

RP Name: <So what do you want to be called while RPing? More or well, what is you name?>

Description: <What'cha look like? Are you tall, short, skinny, round, have red hair, maybe even hot pink. What even the case, tell us what you look like.>

Personality: <What kind a person are you? Are you as cold as ice? As giddy as a schoolgirl? Maybe you're outwardly a cold person, but giddy on the inside. How will you act while RPing? This will just help your fellow RPer when interacting with your character.>

Background: <Everyone has a history. As said in Thoroughly Modern Millie, "You were born, and then what happened?" Just tell us how you come to be, and you don't have to have been born in Goldenrod City, just make sure you tell us how you got to it.>

Pokemon: <As this IS a Pokemon RP, is would be best to have Pokemon with you. I don't know, just a suggestion. Just tell us what kind of Pokemon you have with you. Oh, and make sure you follow the rules HKim so kindly posted for you all to read. Especially rule 6. I would recommend adding a link to your stat page as well.

*Optional* Pokemon's Personality: <You don't have to do this, or you can have it in your own personality or background, but if you want, tell us what kind of personality your Pokemon has. Each Pokemon would behave differently in RL, so they should also behave differently in RP.>​

And last, but not least

Rules and Terms Agreement: I, YOUR USERNAME, hereby sign and agree to follow the rules that were laid down by HKim, URPG, and by this RP. If I should unknowingly break a rule, I shall be warned. If I continuously break rules or wrongfully attempt to disrupt the enjoyment of the RP by other players, I may be asked to leave the RP. I promise to follow the rules, have fun, and to always love Pokemon.

SIGN-UP SHEET​

PLEASE READ THE RULES BLOW FIRST BEFORE FILLING THIS OUT. AS SAID, PLEASE PM YOUR SIGN-UP SHEET TO ME BEFORE YOU START POSTING. I MUST ACCEPT YOU BEFORE YOU POST.

Username:

RP Name:

Description:

Personality:

Background:

Pokemon:

*Optional* Pokemon's Personality:

Below, just copy and past this section. Where it says YOUR USERNAME, delete that and type in your username.

Rules and Terms Agreement: I, YOUR USERNAME, hereby sign and agree to follow the rules that were laid down by HKim, URPG, and by this RP. If I should unknowingly break a rule, I shall be warned. If I continuously break rules or wrongfully attempt to disrupt the enjoyment of the RP by other players, I may be asked to leave the RP. I promise to follow the rules, have fun, and to always love Pokemon.

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Here's an example of how you should fill own of these out.

Username: Zeferin

RP Name: Zeferin Muert

Description: Zeferin is about 6'4" and 180lb *193Cm and 82kg*. He has straight, pure, snow white hair that falls just above his shoulders. His eyes are are a shade of blood red. He normally dresses dark pants, a white shirt, and a black, hooded cloak.

Personality: Zeferin is an introvert that, with his fascination with the macabre and all that goes bump in the night, relishes the company of his friends Me, Myself, and I. It isn't that he hates the company of others, he just likes his own thoughts more than the thoughts of others.

Background: Zeferin was never the social kind of kid growing up in Saffron City. Having Snow white hair with blood red eyes kind of scares the other kids away. Yes, Zeferin had been born an albino, and because of it, never made many friends. After a few years of being the odd one out, Zeferin decided that he could care less what the other kids thought, and, when he was 10 years old, went out on a journey to become a trainer. While out in the wild, fending for himself and learning to live with the Pokemon, Zeferin learned that he loved the Pokemon around him, especially the ghost type Pokemon.

After a few years of journeying, and capturing a Dusclops and Gible along the way, Zeferin found himself back in Saffron City, this time, buying a ticket for the new Magnet Train they had finished building while he was away. He had been to most places in Kanto, and had even visited the far off region of Hoenn, but now he felt that it was time to start settling down and become a Pokemon Researcher. As he boarded the train, Zeferin looked back and saw his old life flash away in a blur as the train rocketed towards Johto, to Goldenrod City.

It has been three years since he came to Goldenrod City. After arriving, he finished up his education and is currently finishing up his studies in Necroanimpokology, or simply the study of ghost type Pokemon. He got himself a nice little apartment near the Department Store, and, for the first time in his life, felt right at home. Even the events of Team Rocket last year didn't bother him. In fact, he almost seemed a bit to at easy about it...

Pokemon:

Impish Duskclops/Male/Pressure. Name: Charon

Hardy Gible/Female/Sand Veil. Name: Ketu

*Optional* Pokemon's Personality:

Spoiler

Charon the Dusclops is, without being too blunt, greedy, selfish, and thinks everyone is his to play with. If he is walking by and sees something that catches his eye, be it a ball or even a person, Charon will declare it his new plaything and being using it as he see fits. It was actually how Zeferin manage to catch his first Pokemon: Zeferin dropped a pokeball, and Charon, then a Duskull, saw it and made it his new plaything. As he tried to pick it up, though, he got captured. Now that he is a Dusclops, Charon is much bigger, and much more likely to just take things for himself. He always gets a good laugh as Zeferin gets in trouble for his troublesome Pokemon.

Ketu the Gible was found just as Zeferin was leaving a quick trip in the Sinnoh. Zeferin was wanting to see what was under the Cycling Road and Charon ended up finding a small hole in the the side of the rock face that the road was build over. Never passing a chance to see where he shouldn't stick his nose into, Zeferin and Charon wormed their way into the hole and began to explore the odd cave.

After an hour of exploring, Zeferin hadn't seen much of anything that interested him, and began to turn back around and go the way he came. After another hour of walking, Zeferin had still not found the way he had came in and felt like he had done nothing but go in a circle. In fact, he knows he went in a circle because he saw his and Charon's footprints in the soft clay the covered the ground. "Great...just perfect...Now what are we going..." but before he could finish he sentence, loud screeching could be hear just around the corner tunnel. Running to see what was going on, Zeferin saw a pack of Zubat attacking the ground and blasting Supersonics into different holes. Suddenly, a blue flash rocketed out of the ground and struck the nearest Zubat with a huge bite attack. After it had finished the first one, the little blur fiercely tackled and finished off the rest of the Zubat. Unfortunately, one of the Zubat gave its attacker a nasty Poison Fang before being beaten to the ground with the rest of the pack. With the battle over, Zeferin finally saw who had finished off the Zubat: A little Gible stood victorious over its victims.

Then, the poison took its toll and the Gible stumbled and fell over. Zeferin rushed over and quickly pulled out an antidote for the little fellow...or should he say, little lady...and waited until it recovered. Dumbstruck that someone had help her, the Gible barked up at Charon, who seemed to understand the Gible and began to follow it. Zeferin, with no choice in that matter, followed suit. In less then ten minutes, the Gible lead Zeferin and Charon to the exit. As the exited the cave, Zeferin asked the little Gible if she would like to join Charon and him back to Kanto. Without a second thought, the Gible agreed and has followed Zeferin ever since.

Rules and Terms Agreement: I, Zeferin, hereby sign and agree to follow the rules that were laid down by HKim, URPG, and by this RP. If I should unknowingly break a rule, I shall be warned. If I continuously break rules or wrongfully attempt to disrupt the enjoyment of the RP by other players, I may be asked to leave the RP. I promise to follow the rules, have fun, and to always love Pokemon.

 

RULES OF THE RP​

These are pretty much self-explanatory, but for those new to RPing, here's what you must follow.

1) NO GOD MODDING. EVER. END OF STORY.
*If you don't know what God Modding is, here's a link*

2)KEEP IT AT UNDER PG-13.
I would rather not have to explain to the admin here why my RP had more blood then a Saw movie or have to explain why we explained, in detail, where Pokemon eggs come from. Also, watch the language. Damn, Hell, and the occasion Shit will be tolerated, but very sparingly.

• Side Note:NO ROMANCE. A coupling is ok, but no make-out scenes or reenactments from Twlight, if you know what I mean.

3)DOUBLE POSTS ARE THE DEVIL!
If you just posted, give someone else time to post back. I will bake a tray of cookies and eat them in front of anyone that double posts, and I don't share.

4)A SPELL CHECK IS A RP'S BEST FRIEND
I don't think anyone likes reading a post and seeing a hundred misspelled words. Just run you posts through a quick spell check on your computer through Microsoft Word or WordPerfect. It's *presses the big red button* just that easy.

5)GRAMMAR: ALSO A RP'S BEST FRIEND
"Your son thought that you're friends were over there with their puppy." How many times have have you seen Your and You're, There and Their mixed up? I am what you call a Grammar Nazi, and thus expect decent grammar in all of your posts. It doesn't have to be perfect, just proof read your post before you click submit.

6)NO BUNNYING
This is when you control another character's actions and/or make them act out of character. You can have another person in your post, or have what they have already done in a previous post happen in your post as well, but don't say, "Bill jumped up, did a ninja roll, and flapped his arms like a pidgy."

7)FOLLOW THE GOLDEN RULE
You know that whole, "Do upon others as other would do upon you?" Yea, more or less, don't insult people, and instead treat them with respect. This will just make it more fun for everyone in the RP.

8)KEEP OOC TO AN ABSOLUTE MINIMAL
OOC is short for Out Of Character. This just means anything your character isn't saying and you, the real person, is saying, just keep to a line or two. If you have a question about what is going on and need to tell someone, PM them, PM me, or write me a message on My Profile page.

9)SIGN UP
Before you start posting away about your RP adventure, fill out the info sheet first. I would prefer that you PM'ed me your info page so that I can then later add them here.

10) HAVE FUN
Seriously, this is for fun. Laugh, joke around, and have a good time. I don't think any of you came to this site, escaping reality, just to be mad and be a bore, did you?

 

Username: DrStubbsberg

RP Name: Boaz Challenger

Description: About 17-18 years of age, medium height and build (yes I realise that's a lazy description, I might solidify height and weight later, just get off my case ). Charcoal grey hair which is usually badly tousled (he doesn't take much care with his appearance), green eyes, generally wears a pair of hiking boots, ragged three-quarter shorts and t-shirt, jacket and satchel bag.

Personality: Friendly, but overly serious compared to others his age and lacking the carefree attitude of youth, has a bit of a 'knight in shining armour' complex.

Background: Raised by his grandparents in Fortree City (Hoenn Region), Boaz was returned to the care of his parents when he reached the age of 9 to help them with the family business. The family business was a sea-based touring business based in Cianwood City in the Johto Region, a front for Team Rocket activities. Though he was horrified to find that his parents belonged to this group, Boaz was nevertheless helped his parents run the business and attended basic training to enter Team Rocket when he was older.
Upon reaching 17 and attaining full membership in Team Rocket, Boaz learnt the true extent of their activities and the measure to which they exploit Pokémon. Resolving to bring Team Rocket down, he broke into one of their larger Pokémon storage warehouses and freed as many Pokémon as he could before security responded. This act was the first of many raids on Team Rocket projects, aided by a Ralts that he’d liberated from the first warehouse.
Hearing rumours of trouble in Goldenrod and suspecting Team Rocket, Boaz has taken it upon himself to investigate and put a stop to whatever it is they're planning.

Pokemon:
Sam (Ralts, Male, Trace, Brave)
Kara (Corphish, Female, Shell Armour, Careful)
Glaurung (Dratini, Male, Shed Skin, Serious)
((Note: I've got a Shellos story awaiting grading, so if it's successful then Boaz will have been carrying it from the start and just not used it until then, will update this section when/if caught))

Pokemon Personalities: Sam usually remains out of his Pokeball, not due to any dislike of being in it, but more to do with taking care of Boaz. He often finds himself having to remind Boaz to eat and sleep properly and dissuading him from more suicidal courses of action.
Kara is meticulous about every action she takes, sometimes bordering on OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder).
Glaurung takes the role of 'big brother' amongst Boaz's Pokemon, resolving any disputes that come up and reminding them of their place when one of them becomes overzealous in their desire to keep Boaz safe.

Rules and Terms Agreement: I, DrStubbsberg, hereby sign and agree to follow the rules that were laid down by HKim, URPG, and by this RP. If I should unknowingly break a rule, I shall be warned. If I continuously break rules or wrongfully attempt to disrupt the enjoyment of the RP by other players, I may be asked to leave the RP. I promise to follow the rules, have fun, and to always love Pokemon.

 

This looks fun. :3 I have a character in mind but she's hard for me to describe right off the bat so I guess you'll see when this RP starts.

Username: sheepskinfuton

RP Name: Stella Wilder

Description: A life on the road can be tough on a girl. Stella is somewhat tall, and because she's been on the road for several years and survived only on stolen fruit and 24 hour convenience store snack foods, she's rather skinny. She appears to be in her late teens, with dark shaggy hair that frames her face and sometimes hangs in her eyes, which are a muddy greenish color and are often partially squinted, as if she's deep in thought. She often wears oversized sunglasses, in fact, much of her wardrobe is oversized, but in a way that still flatters her shape. When she gets tired of the clothes that she carries with her, she donates them to a thrift shop and then finds new ones, either stealing them or, if she can work out a deal with the store, trading them for a day or two of work. The things that she wears often have odd patterns and images on them, and tend to be in more subdued colors.

Personality: Stella is a bit of a mystery, but that's the idea. She's what one would call eccentric, for instance, in her rather large backpack all of her possessions are organized into smaller zippered bags, and she has a habit of sleeping outside even when a bed indoors is offered. She is very set in her beliefs about the world, and even though her moral compass is a little broken (she tends to steal small items and enjoys breaking into buildings) she really does mean well. She can come off as mean or rude but really she's just picky about who she shares her thoughts with. She also tends to speak in an erratic manner and uses slang words that people haven't used for years.

Background: Like most trainers, she started off on her journey when she was 10 years old, in a large tourist trap of a town, the name of which she prefers not to disclose. She had a decent upbringing, with middle class parents who tried their hardest to raise thoughtful, well-adjusted children who would grow up to lead happy, normal lives. However, a normal life is never what Stella wanted. She couldn't handle that. So, she ran away from home. It wasn't much different than any child leaving on their Pokemon journey, but in her mind, she was on a mission, one that's still not completely clear to her but nonetheless is what keeps her going. So she wandered from town to town, trying to experience as much adventure as she possibly could, all the while meeting Pokemon that she found interesting enough to keep with her. She finally ended up in Goldenrod City, and after hearing rumors that something big was about to go down, decided to stay for a while. She's currently sleeping on a bench in the park.

Pokemon: Micah, F, Octillery; very chill, likes to wrap its tentacles around Stella and ride on her back. Or anyone's back for that matter. She doesn't care.

Sasha, F, Dusknoir; silent and brooding. Often seen with her arms folded across her chest in disapproval of whatever Stella is about to do next. Still, she worries about her trainer and is very protective.

Desmond, M, Forretress; kinda spunky. He likes thrills and adventures, and Stella often enlists his skills in whatever scheme she's cooked up. Doesn't get along well with Sasha.


Rules and Terms Agreement: I, sheepskinfuton, hereby sign and agree to follow the rules that were laid down by HKim, URPG, and by this RP. If I should unknowingly break a rule, I shall be warned. If I continuously break rules or wrongfully attempt to disrupt the enjoyment of the RP by other players, I may be asked to leave the RP. I promise to follow the rules, have fun, and to always love Pokemon.

 

*BEEP* BEEP* BEEP*

In bright, red numbers, 6:00 AM flashed in front of Zeferin's face, drawling him from his wonderful slumber. With a small groan, Zeferin heaved his arm across his body and forcefully slammed down on the ringing alarm clock. With slow deliberation, Zeferin lifted himself off his single sized bed, and slugged around out of his small room into the bathroom across the hall for an icy wake-up shower.

After plunging himself in the frozen water and shocking every nerve in his body forcefully awake, Zeferin walked down the hall, past his little living room, and into his quaint, little kitchen. Pulling out a frying pan, a few eggs, and a handful of chopped veggies, Zeferin mixed everything together and fried up a quick omelet. walking just out of the kitchen and partially into the living room, Zeferin sat down at a small table and ate his nice warm breakfast. With his morning routine done, Zeferin walked to the door, grabbed his dark cloak, and walked out of his small, little apartment.

Out on the streets, Zeferin pulled his cloak a little tighter around himself as the cool breeze blew through the city. Seeing that his bit of street was clear, Zeferin took out a pokeball tossed it to the ground. In a flash of light, a Dusclops appeared next to Zeferin. "Morning Charon," said Zeferin as he caught the now empty pokeball.

With a soft grunt followed by a stretch, Charon replied with a simple, "Dus," and reached over and pulled Zeferin's hood over his eyes in a joking manner.

"It's good to see you're your usual self," said Zeferin as he pull his hood back a little. He had been with Charon long enough that he had gotten use to all his antics, which consisted of constantly pestering Zeferin when he had the chance.

As the two continued their walk down the street, Zeferin looked at the different stores around him. He had lived in Goldenrod City for three years, and he had grown to love the city and all it had. He loved the cafes that were just a block away from his house. He loved the night life the city had. He even loved how new shops seemed to spring up all the time, just like the odd looking building that had a sign that read "La Casa de Ultra" that seem to, if looked at it through the corner of one's eye, faze in and out of bit.

Zeferin was heading to the Library to continue his research project for his class. He was studying the applications of Shadow Sneak, combined with Confuse Ray, for infiltration and raiding seemingly impervious strongholds for the police and special forces. He was just a few credit hours away from his degree and official title as Pokemon Researcher, and this last project would give him the passing grade he needed. When he was just a block away from the library, though, He heard screams and some commotion from the Department Store. As curiosity got the better of him, he walked over the the Store. Walking into the growing crowd, Zeferin had a hard time seeing what everyone was looking at. Charon, who was getting annoyed with the fact that everyone was crowding around him, let out an Astonish, pushing that crowd around the two back three feet in every direction.

With no one in his way, Zeferin could clearly see what everyone was looking at. Inside the Main lobby of the store, on every wall, were scorched the message,

We are a Phoenix. We may be turned to ash again and again, but we shall always rise from it, stronger than before."
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And painted right on the floor of the front entrance, was a huge,

NR​

Startled, Zeferin just stood there and nervously laughed, "And thus, it begins again..."

 

"Huh..what," Boaz awoke to the feel of someone gently shaking his shoulder. He had once again fallen asleep in a chair in the local police station reception, hoping to be the first to hear any new information about the recent crimewave. Unfortunately sleeping in this manner was not conducive to good rest, he stretched his arms to relieve the stiffness in his joints and looked to see who was waking him.

"Ral," Sam was stood on the chair next to him, a look of concern on his small face. Over the last week or so the Ralts had seen his trainer become obsessed with finding new leads on Team Rocket, the group that he presumed was behind the crimes, and was worried that he was putting his health at risk. Boaz hadn't slept in a real bed since their first night in Goldenrod, and had been neglecting to eat properly. It wasn't like him to ignore Sam's protests as much as he had been doing lately, and unless they either found a lead or Boaz started to listen Sam was beginning to consider knocking him unconcious with Hypnosis and feeding him whilst he slept.

Sam held out a cup of warm soup he'd managed to acquire, waiting until Boaz took the cup and drank some. "Thanks buddy, I don't know what I'd do without you," he rubbed the top of Sam's head lovingly, as if he were ruffling the hair of a younger brother. He was about to down the rest of the soup when he overheard a conversation between two police officers.

"You hear, there's been another incident, in a store across town. It's in that block near the central library."

"Again, who's patrolling that area? Didn't they see or hear anything."

It was as if someone had lit a fire in Boaz, this was the first solid lead he'd gotten since they'd arrived. Without waiting for the rest of the conversation he grabbed his bag, dropped the remains of his soup in the bin and threw his jacket over his shoulders. "Sam, Teleport us there."

Sam rolled his eyes (not that you could see them beneath his 'helmet'), there was no way he'd get Boaz to rest and eat properly now. He laid a hand on his trainer's leg and focussed his mind on a map of the town. Two days earlier they'd passed through the shopping district near the library, giving him a good idea of the layout. Sam settled for the street one block over from the library, reasoning that it was they'd be able to find the target from there, and the two of them blinked out of existance in a flash of blue.

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A second flash of blue preceeded their reappearance in the shopping district seconds later, landing them just on the outskirts of a large crowd. Boaz noticed that there was a distinct path through the crowd and took the opportunity to head through before it closed again; if there was a crowd there must be a reason. The sight that he saw confirmed his suspicion that Team Rocket was involved, after all who else would do this, and what else could NR stand for except for 'New Rocket.'

"Don't worry Sam, we'll find a way to stop them."

 

now my entry has been approved this is the Stats for anyone to see
Username: Sennyo

RP Name: Sennyo Batu

Description: Sennyo is a rather tall person who many have said had no sense of style when it comes to his appearance. He usually wears a Plain white t-shirt and jeans under the long Green army trench coat he is always seen in [obtained from an army surplus store]. His hair was a mess and look as if a Farfetch’d had once tried to nest in it.

Personality: Sennyo is a relaxed and carefree person, often one to daydream and forget he is sometime in the middle of something. On the other hand Sennyo does have a rather darker and more focused personality and will stand up and fight to the bitter end if forced too.

Background: born in a faraway place ( a place I want to make an RPG for when I have enough Experience in RPGing) Sennyo wanted to become an amazing trainer. In an attempt to improve himself, he taken a trip over the wide seas to the regions of Johto, Sinnoh, Kanto and Hoenn

Pokémon: Cubone-the lonely Pokémon. obtained as starter
nickname=Cecil Gender=Male

*Optional* Pokémon’s Personality: Cecil I pretty much exactly the same as Sennyo in terms of personality, its why they make such a good match

Rules and Terms Agreement: I, Sennyo, hereby sign and agree to follow the rules that were laid down by HKim, URPG, and by this RP. If I should unknowingly break a rule, I shall be warned. If I continuously break rules or wrongfully attempt to disrupt the enjoyment of the RP by other players, I may be asked to leave the RP. I promise to follow the rules, have fun, and to always love Pokémon

 

OOC: I sent my sign up form through PM. It's on my stat page for those who want to view it -points to link in sig-

The sun had just finished rising in the sky as a young woman stood up from her position on a small hill. Stretching her arms toward the clouds, she loosened up her muscles after lying in a single position for a while. Once she was done, she looked out toward the nearby city of Goldenrod and gave a slightly cocky smile that caused the corners of her eyes to crinkle slightly.

“We made it, Cobalt. In better time then we hoped as well,” she spoke, turning sideways to face the pokémon on the side of the hill. The Ponyta flicked his ears back and forth as he listened to his trainer talk before giving a snort. Of course they had made it the journey in record time. She had ridden on his back had she not? Cobalt pawed the ground and gave a disgruntled whiney. His trainer laughed in realization of the message Cobalt was trying to convey.

“Of course. How could I doubt your abilities, my four-footed friend?”

Cobalt whined as he burst into a canter. He kicked up his heels, going wild with the joy of the morning air and all the possibilities it brought with it. Laughing, the young lady shook her head and reached down to fold up her sleeping bag. Just as she caught the tip of it in her hand, something jabbed itself into her thigh. She jerked up and slapped her hand on the spot. It was rather flat and square, and kind of stuffed into her front pocket. She pulled out the object and glance at it.

It was her trainer card—her only form of identification until she received her pokédex from Professor Oak. Glancing at the card’s content she read that she was from Kanto Region’s Route 15, was about 5 feet 10 inches tall, had quirky (but silky) silver hair, golden eyes, and was identified under the name of Ayame Kjio. She gave a smile before shoving the card back into her pocket.

It hardly took another moment for Ayame to finish picking up camp. The pair were off and walking through Goldenrod’s front gates in hardly any time at all. All the buildings made Ayame glance from one skyscraper to the next. Cobalt, who had in turn been astonished by the magnificent structures, quickly turned his attention to the massive amounts of people who were crowding the streets. The pair had been to cities before, but in none had the roads been this busy!

“Can you believe all of this, Cobalt? Isn’t it just amazing?” Ayame squealed, giddy with excitement. Cobalt replied with a low, cautious grumble of a whiney. Suddenly a scream pierced the air and an unusually large crowd cluttered in front of the Department Store entrance. Curiosity getting the better of them both, Ayame and Cobalt pushed their way over through the crowd. They had just barely caught a glimce of bright red letters when they were shoved out of the way by some unseen force.

The two gave a snort of annoyance at just being shoved out of the way. Deciding not to deal with the crowd right now, Ayame guided Cobalt away from the store. They huffed at their unsatisfied desire to know what the heck was going on, but as they trotted away from the chaos, they spotted a shop with dozens of flashing lights. The sign next to the shop read ‘Game Corner.’ Ayame smirked from her position on Cobalt’s back.

“I think it’s time for a bit of fun, buddy.”

 

OOC: will we have to stay in Goldenrod for his RPG or can we live the place. To go to let’s say the National Park for the bug catching contest or something

Sennyo had been knock over twice now in Goldenrod city. The first time was when he was heading to the department store when a man dressed in black carrying a red spray paint. The second time was when he was fired backward outside the department store by the Astonish attack used by a Dusclops . Sitting down on the ground he notice a couple of amazing sight, a Man teleporting with his Ralts into the crowed and a young woman with her fiery friend begin pushed by someone nearby.

Believing that it seemed like a good idea to get his Pokémon out as well Sennyo place his hand into his trench coat pocket and called, “Cecil to rise and shine.” In a flash of light an earth fur coloured Cubone appeared next to his trainer Sennyo turned to him. “Can you give me a hand?” Cecil replied by lowering the bone he had in his paw and using it to help Sennyo get up. Sennyo in returned thanked his partner and went to take a closer inspection of the store. What he saw were the giant read letters

NR

“I think I know who done that?” Sennyo muttered to Cubone, he turned and smiled. “C’mon we are going after him.” Cubone start blankly at Sennyo for a few minutes, before running after him.

 

Boaz knew that there was little chance that there would be any clues left at the crime scene; Team Rocket were notoriously professional in these matters. The scorched messages were probably the work of Pokemon, the 'NR' sign looked like simple spray paint. But the crime itself didn't make sense, it just wasn't their style. Something this showy with nothing more than a little vandalism, what was the point behind it?

He didn't have time to think about the crime much longer, as he heard someone behind him mutter something and then start to run. He turned quickly and sprinted after them, reaching into his bag for a Pokeball. Boaz threw the ball in a high forwards arc, releasing his Dratini so that it landed in front of the runner.

"Your kind can never resist returning to the scene of the crime, don't even think of trying to run."

 

Sennyo’s mind had wondered off as he started to leave the department store entrance. He was remembering a dream he had not so long ago bout a group of people running away from a fat Italian man with a red cap, who crushed peoples bodies by jumping on-top of them.

He hadn’t gotten very far, yet Sennyo had just walked into something not in his path a second ago and now was sitting on the floor. Looking up he notice a giant grey snake like dragon looking straight at him.

Sennyo froze while Cecil the cubone seems to walk straight past and only a few seconds later notice something was not quite right. He turned around and began to charge the beast attacking his trainer

 

Boaz didn't necessarily want to hurt the Cubone that belonged to this trainer. After all most Pokemon that belonged to Team Rokcet members had no idea how evil their owners were.

"Glaurung, Aqua Tail the ground infront of you," he hoped that the large splash of water would stop it in it's tracks. "Don't make me take your Cubone down Rocketeer, because if I have to I will."

 

*I'm soooo sorry! RL was been...oh, how do you say...a real B*tch. Two AP tests, reading Heart of Darkness for class (due Tuesday, all done), a band practice and Concert all in one night, and a spanish project that was mostly due today. As a said, life's been a B*tch! :boom:

...:sweat:...anyway, I'm back and ready to RP. :spin:*

Zeferin walked out of the crowd and headed down the street, deep in thought. He had been a little bit of everywhere in this continent, and he had seen his fair share of Team Rocket's deeds in the past, but this was...different. This was much too blunt for them. They were much more subtle than this. What troubled him more was the messages the criminals had left. The huge, red "NR" in front of store seemed sloppy, as if it was done in a hurry. Why were they needed to be in a hurry for? They have had three years to plan all this. What did the NR mean? And what did the line about the phoenix really mean? Obviously, it was meant to symbolize their return, but was there more to it than that?

As he walked, far lost in thought, Zeferin heard someone yell, "...make me take your Cubone down Rocketeer, because if I have to, I will." Zeferin, hearing the word Rocketeer, was flung from the labyrinth of his mind and back to the world around him where a Dratini was preparing an Aqua Tail against a Cubone. Zeferin didn't know who the trainer was, but he definitely wasn't Team Rocket. Zeferin knew all too well what a Rocket grunt looked like, and this guy just wasn't it. He had a fire in his eyes that blazed for revenge, not greed or pride.

"Hey!" yelled Zeferin, feeling his throat already becoming strained from the unusual early morning shout. "Wait! Don't attack that guy! He's not Team Rocket!"

 

Cecil hadn’t been stopped by the aqua tail, but had been affected by the move instead; having been hit the Cubone fell to the ground and carried on moving on the now wet and slippery watered surface.

Sennyo was watching the entire time, completely ignoring the man who was chasing him.

“Cecil use your bone to stop your descent now, and please let go of me, why are you attacking us anyway,” Sennyo shouted into the face of a man following him. In the corner of his eye he notices someone else shouting something.

“Danm another foe no doubt, I hate this city," he thought.

 

"Why am I attacking you," Boaz seemed taken aback by the suggestion, surely he was well aware. If he was going to play dumb then Boaz would just play along for now. "I'm attacking because you're a member of Team Rocket, and you can lead me to whoever's in charge of them these days."

He was about to order his Dratini to immobilise the Cubone with Wrap when he heard Zeferin's shout. Boaz turned to face the newcomer, keeping an eye on Sennyo with his peripheral vision, "What are you talking about, he fled the scene of the crime as soon as I turned up. He's obviously a member and knows who I am."

 

"Look, running away from a scene like that isn't the most well thought out move, but have you ever seen a Rocket grunt before?" Zeferin was trying to talk in the most calming voice he had to try and release the tension building up. "A true member of Team Rocket would either be dressed in their uniform, if they were dumb enough to come back the crime scene, only to run away from it, or, if they did come back, they would try to blend into the crowd as much as possible as to try and not draw attention to themselves."

Zeferin knew that this person was about to do anything to stop the Cubone and his trainer from leaving, even if it meant a battle. Zeferin didn't want to see any unnecessary fighting, there would be plenty of that in the near future if what he had seen in the department store was nothing more than just a precursor of what was really about to happen.

Charon, Zeferin's Dusclops, had finally caught up with him. "Charon, nice to see you join us. Listen," Zeferin spoke in a near whisper as so that no one else could hear. "If that Dratini begins to move at that Cubone, hit it with a confuse ray. I don't want you to hurt it, just make sure that it won't hurt anyone else."

 

Boaz chuckled to himself at Zerefin's statement, 'seen a Grunt?', he'd been training to be one for years before finally gathering the courage to break away and strike back at them. However if he'd been in a more reasonable mood then he'd have understood the key point, which was that this guy was almost certainly not a Rocket Grunt. Unfortunately sleep deprivation and repeated disappointment on an important search made him deperately latch on to this, the closest thing he had to a lead.

"I have extensive experience with Team Rocket, and they run the gamut from semi-competant morons to masters of manipulation. I know a member of Team Rocket when I see one," he turned to order Glaurung to attack, only to find Sam tugging insistanly on his jacket.

Boaz looked down and watched as Sam did his best to indicate that he agreed with Zerefin. The Pokémon only hoped that his trainer would listen to reason.

 

“Hang on a minute; is that what this is about? You think I'm a rocket?”Sennyo was partly confused and very surprise. He had heard about the Team Rocket back at home, yet he had never seen one before in his life. If the rockets were like the ones he had heard about, dangerous villain which use Pokémon as a means of money or weapons, begin called one must have been an insult.

Sennyo look to his Pokémon partner and sighed. Cecil had managed to use the bone he carried as a means of stopping himself from sliding, yet he had managed to get it suck into the dirt and was now struggling to pull the Bone backing out.

Looking back at the man who accused him, Sennyo began to try and explain who he was and what he was doing there

“I can’t be a Rocket my friend, I'm not from around these part, but I'm from a region up north. Beside the only crime I ever have committed was the time I forgot to pay at a pay and display car park. I really can’t be a rocket. Ha Ha Ha.” Sennyo only hoped this man would listen to the truth he was speaking.

 

"Not from around here?" Boaz was dumbfounded, he had been absolutely certain that this guy was involved. But not even the most foolish Rocket Grunt would use this story to deny their involvement, they usually saught to explain their presence nervously, or blurted out their actual intentions.

He sighed and drooped his head slightly, resting the bridge of his nose against his raised hand. "Sorry about that, I've...I've been searching for days, not eating and sleeping properly..."

"Ral ral," his Pokémon admonished him.

"I know it's my own fault Sam." Boaz held his hand out towards the Sennyo, "Look, let's start over, I'm Boaz, this is Sam," he said, indicating Ralts.

 

Sennyo closed his eyes and under his breath thank whatever God, a human or Pokémon, that made the man in front of him finally stop. He had completely forgotten what he had gone to do before this mishap, but was now wanting to find out what team rocket had done to this guy to make him the mess that he was.

“Hi I'm Sennyo Batu, but everyone calls me Sennyo because Batu is my last name and Sennyo is my first. And the Cubone over there is Cecil. He was my first Pokémon back at home, but his not my only one. Well he is the only Pokémon I have on me at the moment. Ahh Cecil your bone is stuck let me help ya buddy.”

Sennyo walked over the small ground type Pokémon and grab the small bone that was stuck into the surface, using all their strength, both Sennyo and Cecil pulled up much dirt from the floor.

Laughing Sennyo manage to notice the second person who had step up to help him. The man with a Dusclops who seemed to be wearing a black hooded clock and have blood red eyes. Sennyo didn’t know if he should run away or attack him. Instead he took the friendly option.

“And who are you my friend?”He asked.