Pokemon: The American League ( High Casual/ Advanced)

[BioApple]

Dibs on Steel gym leader. I'll post my CS here later today.

Name: James Stanton Wetherall
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual, though it tends to border on asexual
Occupation: Steel Gym Leader in NYC and professor of computer sciences at Amherst University
Personality: I'm often described as detached and soulless, and I admit I do tend to come off this way, but I truly don't believe either are true. In reality I believe myself to be quite a social person providing I'm around the right people, but the only people who seem to corroborate this are my better students. I do confess I don't allow myself to interact with people outside of work all that much, mostly due to some independent research that's been taking up all of my spare time. As for my battling, I do care for my team immensely, though I plan for my battling objectively and will often put my Pokemon in harm's way for a win. My team understands, this, however, and has full faith in my abilities. Sometimes I am unable to focus properly on battling, and in these cases I will let my team take care of themselves, Ender's Game-style. They do very well in these cases, and I have been letting Edgeworth, the team captain, command them more and more often recently.
Likes: -The sciences, preferably computer science.
-Free public education (I have been campaigning for this for a while, though it refuses to gain any traction)
-Literature, preferably the works of Vonnegut or Adams
Dislikes: -Stupid people
-Radicalists (no matter what they're being radical about)
-Hot weather
Biography: I was born and raised in New York, with no explanation as to how or why I act like a Brit. My mother and father died in a car accident when I was only 12, thanks to a drunk motorcyclist, and I was since raised in the care of my brilliant, albeit lazy, brother Edward. I left home the second I turned eighteen and never saw the bastard again. I pursued a computer science career and as such enrolled at Amherst University, where I graduated as valedictorian and was almost immediately hired to teach. I can't say for sure how I got into battling Pokemon. The idea certainly never appealed to me, and to this day I still can't say I see the point, but under the mentorship of Prof. Jacqueline Dogwood, who also gave me my starter (an Aron, I think it was), I rose to the top. I managed to be champion for a year and a half before a girl named Melissa took the spot. I then became the Steel Gym Leader, though I admit my enthusiasm for battling has dwindled significantly.
Party Pokémon:

Edgeworth (Bisharp)
Dark/Steel
Male
Knows Metal Claw, Snarl, Guillotine, Iron Head
Ability is Defiant

Mawile
Steel
Female
Knows Stockpile, Swallow, Spit Up, Iron Head
Ability is Hyper Cutter

Skarmory
Steel/Flying
Female
Knows Steel Wing, Air Slash, Aerial Ace, Flash Cannon
Ability is Keen Eye

Shiny Metagross
Steel/Psychic
Genderless
Knows Meteor Mash, Psychic, Zen Headbutt, Gyro Ball
Ability is Clear Body

Scizor
Bug/Steel
Male
Knows Fury Cutter, Toxic, Metal Claw, Venoshock
Ability is Technician

Shiny Heatran (will not be used for gym battles)
Fire/Steel
Male
Knows Magma Storm, Iron Head, Overheat, Fire Fang
Ability is Flash Fire
Inventory: Around $200 for Pokemon Supplies, $500 for other stuff, Trainer Card, Pokedex, Gym Badges, copies of Steel Badge for winners, smartphone, 6 Full Restores, 12 Full Heals, 6 Casteliacones
Appearance:
I tend to wear a black business suit, bowler hat, and sunglasses practically everywhere, regardless of weather or location. To this day, no one save for my estranged brother has actually ever seen my eyes. There is some speculation as to whether or not I am blind, but no one has ever approached me on the issue.
Font Color: Obsidian, value 200040
Played by: BioApple

[Hueyblade]

id like to reserve the ghost gym leader

[ATPsynthase]

yay, people!!

[DreamingDubbie]

Oc: Wow, people a splosion O.O
HELLO AND WELCOME EVERYONE!!
I will reserve everyone's respective places as soon as possible ^.^. I again apologize that everything is taking so long, but I still have....three more characters to create. And then I can refine everything and make it all pretty and grammatically correct :P

---------- Post added at 05:39 PM ---------- Previous post was at 05:32 PM ----------

For the moment I wrote "reserved" for everyone. When I finish making three more mini novels/ walls of text, I'll write EVERYONE down. Like I said, priority one is to get info down, priority two is to make everything pretty, grammatically correct, and altogether accurate <3
Sorry about this. Hope you guys don't mind too much!!

[Hueyblade]

Name: Jean Baptiste Simoneaux “JB”

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Gym Leader of the New Orleans Pokemon Gym in Louisiana. I use Ghost Pokemon. When trainers defeat my three Gym Trainers then me they receive the Voodoo Badge from me as well a copy of TM30:Shadow Ball.

Personality: I was once described as an Extreme Extrovert. I guess you can say I am a showoff. I love to entertain and dazzle an audience. Some might say I am an egotistical prick, but they are just jealous. All in all I’m a nice guy with a big heart.

Likes:
*Magic
*Music
*Mardi Gras

Dislikes:
*Politics
*Potpourri
*Peas

Biography: I was born and raised in the bayou’s of Louisiana. My old man was a Feraligatr wrangler for a contractor that sent them off to Professor Dogwood to breed Totodiles for the upcoming trainers. My mama ran a rest stop for traveling trainers and their pokemon. The year I turned 13 one of those traveling trainers turned out to be the old New Orleans Gym Leader. She was on vacation and heard my mama’s rest stop was the best in the bayou. I was entranced by her ghost pokemon. It was from then on I vowed to one day be her successor. So I made the long trip to Boston and got my first pokemon. A Totodile no less. I traveled with my Totodile and made plenty of pokemon friends, but it wasn’t until I ran into a trainer with a difficult Dusklops was I complete. I traded my then Croconaw for his Dusklops and my team was finally complete especially when it evolved into a Dusknoir afterwords. I made it to the Elite Four, but could not surpass the final one. So I returned to New Orleans and challenged the Gym once more for the right to lead. When I succeeded the Gym Leader said she always knew I had it in me to lead her Gym from the moment she met me that day in my mama’s rest stop.

+Banette
-Female
-Moveset: Curse, Will-o-Wisp, Hex, Shadow Ball
-Ability: Insomnia: Cannot be put to sleep
-Normally Colored

+Dusknoir
-Male
-Moveset: Fire Punch, Ice Punch, Thunder Punch, Shadow Punch
-Ability: Pressure: Increases foes PP usage by one
-Normally Colored

+Haunter
-Female
-Moveset: Hypnosis, Shadow Ball, Dream Eater, Nightmare
-Ability: Levitate: Cannot be hit by Ground type attacks
-Nomally Colored

+Chandelure
-Male
-Moveset: Confuse Ray, Hex, Overheat, Flamethrower
-Ability: Flame Body: 30% chance physical attacks against it burns the foe
-Normally Colored

Inventory:
$375, my Trainer Card, my Pokedex, my Gym Badges, a few copies of the Voodoo Badge for winners, x50 full restore, x25 max repel, x10 escape rope, x5 TM30:Shadow Ball, and x1 master ball

Appearance:

Other: N/A

Battle Song:
[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZBiz7Cy200[/yt]

Font Color: ???

Played by: Hueyblade

[DreamingDubbie]

Name: Christopher Michael McGary. Depending on who y’are, you can call me that or just Chris or somethin’. If you call me somethin’ you don’t like, I’m sure I can think of a nice little nickname for ya that’s perfect for getting under your skin. Currently though, I go my the alias "Green".

Age: Twenty-six, apparently this is when the brain stops developing. Course, not that I mind that. I’m pretty happy with the way I am.
Gender: Well, I’m a guy. Unless you need any more proof, these pants ain’t coming off.

Sexuality: Well, any girl will do it for me, but once in a while, I find a guy who’s pretty interesting. Guess I’m bi or pan or somethin’.

Occupation: Well, for all intents n’ purposes, let’s just say I’m a jack of all trades… or at least, more than one. Unless it involves a lotta muscles, I’m willing to do anything. If a job seems interesting, pays well, and is something I can do, count me in. The highest bidder is all mine. Mostly I do programming, but if you need a more complicated job, the rooftops are always my friend. Currently though, I'm a commander in something called Spectrum.

Personality: What the hell is this shit, some sort of diagnostic test for the next DSM? Well, I think I’m a pretty ambitious guy. I just do and get what I want, and don’t care what I’ve got to do to get it. I don’t really care about a lot of people either…well, other than me. And my pokemon. Why would I care about people when I know they’re all stupid, greedy, ignorant , and pathetic anyway? From how I see things, I don’t see any reason why I should respect anyone.

Alright, fine. Maybe it is that sort of idea of a projected ego or whatever. Maybe if Freud or somebody were here he’d say I’m angry about not being able to stand up for myself in childhood, or something? But I care about my pokemon and I, don’t I? And myself? And why should I fight by the rules of others when we both know I can outsmart or outrun anyone? I hate them, and I am superior.

Likes: Like I said- When it comes to my pokemon and I, there probably aren’t better phrases to describe us than “as thick as thieves” or “partners in crime”, in more sense than one. And I like having what I want. Food, booze, gadgets, people with benefits. Something I really like, though? A job well done. A job that pays well, a job I like, I job I can do well. But more than that, I job I can fucking blow out of the water. One where I can really show who’s boss. I don’t care who it is- the employer, the client, the target, or some fuck I really just don’t like. Something on which I can place my personal signature. The more people I can screw with , screw over, or just screw in general, the happier man I am. Also, my bike. It’s pretty sweet. And my pokemon. Not anyone else’s but just mine.

Dislikes: Like I just said, other people’s pokemon. Personally I think most people who use them are self-righteous fucks, and when pokemon are trained by someone that way, they usually come out the same. Also, like I said, other people. When it comes down to it, no one is really good. There are some people who bug me less than others, don’t get me wrong, but I haven’t met anyone I like who’s anywhere near me or my pokemon. Also, I hate jobs that screw me over, or at least attempt to. But, like I said before, it just gives me all the more reason for me to bite back.

Biography: You want my life story, huh? Eh, why not. Not like I care what you think.
Well, don’t ask me anything about my parents, because I don’t know anything about them. I lived in an orphanage in Dublin most of my life. Guess you could say it was alright there…well, except for the other kids. And everyone. Guess you can say boys will be boys or whatever, but they didn’t really like me because I wasn’t like them. Not into throwing rocks at birds and other pokemon. Not really into sports (unless you call running your ass off through alleyways and across rooftops one, in which as far as I know I’m the world champion). Naturally, being the weakest, I was always the punching bag. Woulda been nice if I had someone to talk to, but that wasn’t really the case. If I ever complained, the others would just put up their innocent little smiles, and everyone believed them. And if they did get into any trouble, it generally wasn’t severe, and they would always beat you up in private for being a “filthy rat” anyway. So, naturally, I was on my own.

But running away wasn’t too bad. It was how I met most of my pokemon. In fact, my first was actually during a chase between me and some o’ the other boys. I was running through the forest in back of the orphanage from the boys, as usual, even as a thirteen-year-old, when I found a hiding place to stick out for a while. I waited there, in a couple of bushes, until the thugs finally left. After that I continued waiting, just in case any of them was on guard duty or something. And then, waiting in those bushes for those few, painful minutes, I heard it. Some kind of a scuffle, some inhuman noises, silence, and then, such a small, but just barely audible, whimper.
I turned and found an alcove behind a tree. There were two little eevees. One was dark brown, the other a light grayish color. They were bleeding, crying, bruised, barely even alive. They couldn’t run, they couldn’t fight. They only had one option- to sit there and be pummeled.
Their attacker? A heracross. I didn’t know anything about that pokemon. Was it wild or owned by a trainer? Was this a battle? Why was it hurting those two, poor, helpless eevees? Was it for training? Was it trying to protect its young?
But I looked at that bug again, and realized there was no purpose. I can’t be sure why, even to this day, and I realized that there was no reason for this. That disgusting, worthless insect was only doing this for its pleasure…just taking one look at the poor, dying cubs, I realized it didn’t matter. There was only one thing I had to do.

I picked up a stick, and with all of my might, swung it at the heracross. Once. Again. Again. Again.
I don’t know how many times I hit it. I don’t think it mattered. All I remember, was the heracross crawling away, clear blood and other fluids oozing out of its shell. I don’t know if it died or not. In fact, I kinda hope it is still alive. Always in pain. Always knowing that it will never be able to fight again. The thought of that piece of shit suffering gave me an odd sense of pleasure.
And then I simply thought about my situation more.
That’s all anyone-no, everyone- else was. A filthy little insect. Stepping on others for their own pleasure. And then, I thought to myself, why should I not be entitled to do the same? To join in the fray of causing others pain.
I took the two eevees to my room, in secret. I made them their own bed, bandaged and treated their wounds. I had no friends there. I knew nobody would try to help me, to help us.

After a while, the two grew attached to me. Shadow became an espeon, while Shine became an umbreon. And to say that we became as “thick as thieves” or “ partners in crime” was truer in more than one sense.

Don’t get me wrong though, I don’t hate bug pokemon. Matter o’ fact, Gigabyte is one of my closest companions. I met him when he gave a nasty electric shock to some kid giving breaking my nose off. I guess there is such a thing as karma, even if it was a coincidence. He was probably just crawling on the ceiling and fell off as a joltik, and landed on the fuck’s head, electrocuting him in shock. Still though, he took a nice liking to me. May’ve been a coincidence, bit it was a nice one. Plus, he’s helpful if I need power to get on the fritz when I’m in a pinch.


But, backtracking a bit, I managed to catch my pokemon in similar ways- they had all been hurt or threatened, or have been there for my need when I was in that situation. By the time I was sixteen, I had a full party.

Together, the seven of us planned to make the lives of others Hell. Often, we would steal people’s treasured belongings and sell it to other children, hiding from any pursuers via the rooftops of buildings. We were an unstoppable team, and grew better with each heist. With the money we gained from pawning the items we found in shops, I eventually bought more things- even found a little book about computer programming,

Eventually, though I don’t know how it actually happened, but after reading from that book and fiddling with things, I sort of just…got a knack for computers one day. I was just playing around with some things, and eventually things came together, piece by piece. If I had to, I could recreate windows, create my own antivirus software, but probably what’s most useful is writing viruses. Might think it’s a bit silly to sit around on your ass all day writing something that can turn your desktop into an army of cocks, rogueware pop-ups, and troll faces (which is pretty satisfying), but believe me, there’s a lot more you can do with them than that. Aside from getting a good price for selling those kinda programs, having the skill to blow up a fire wall is pretty useful. I’ve gotten loaded just by doing jobs for greedy CEO bastards who want me to get rid of a rival corporation with blackmail and theft.

But hacking and stuff isn’t the only thing of which I’m capable. Funny, how running away from childhood bullies can really help you. In this case, I learned how to navigate my world. I can climb a house, a tree, a telephone pole, and jump across a couple of rooftops like nobody’s fucking business. This helps a lot if you have to get in tall buildings, somewhere when the floor or main entrance doesn’t help and you need a quick getaway.
And from all the money of earned from my jobs, I can afford a lot of gadgets and stuff made for these purposes, from disguises to bombs to things that let me turn wires into ziplines. Hey, I’m a hacker and a rooftop runner, but I’m no inventor or demolitions expert. I can’t make these things, so one way or another, I’ve got to earn them.

And don’t think for one minute that my pokemon are useless. We’re not only a renowned heist team, but get in our way, and we won’t hesitate to kick your pathetic excuse of an ass.

Party Pokémon:

Shine the Shiny Umbreon
Dark
Female
Synchronize
Moonlight, Confuse Ray, Shadow Ball, Psychic


Shadow the Espeon
Psychic
Female
Synchronize
Morning Sun, Psychic, Hyper Beam, Trick Room


Glider the Gliscor
Ground/ Flying
Male
Sand Veil/ Poison Heal
Sky Attack, X-Scissor, Earthquake, Night Slash


Gigabyte the Galvantula
Electric/ Bug
Male
Compound Eyes
Electro Ball, Bug Buzz, Energy Ball, Thunder



Scraps the Scrafty
Dark/ Fighting
Male
Shed Skin
Faint Attack, Rock Slide, Drain Punch, Thunderpunch


Selkie the Floatzel
Water
Female
Swift Swim/ Water Veil
Ice Fang, Aqua Tail, Scald, Rock Tomb


Inventory: Cell phone, computer, 40 full restores, 30 revives, an ATM cards linked to more bank accounts than I ever care to remember, and a shitload of gadgets that I’ve had to buy.
Appearance (Coming Soon)
Typically I wear dark clothes, and they have to be easy to move in, especially with the places I tend to go.
Other: My current employer is an organization known as Spectrum. I don’t know who these dons or people or whoever are or what they are doing, but as long as me an’ my team get to do what we do best, I couldn’t give two shits. Guess there’s a lot of incompetent people they’ve got when it comes to a basic robbery, though, so guess who has to train and babysit them? Hopefully it will be worth it, though, since they hired me as one of their damn commanders. Pay sounds high, and there’s fun stuff they’ve got planned, from what I ‘ear.
Font Color: Green.
Played by: DreamingDubbie

[Tiger Sora]

First time attempting to join an RP on this site. I've Rp'd for a number of years elsewhere.

I'd like to reserve the position for Red Commander of Spectrum. Pending a response I'll hold on character creation. (Not that the ideas wont be bubbling about in my head).

[ATPsynthase]

HueyBlade, diggin the cajun background on your character. i was hoping whoever took that role would make a character like that

[Hueyblade]

thanks. i saw New Orleans and automatically went with it. its just a great culture and attitude towards life. not to mention the food...oh god the food. *drool*

[ATPsynthase]

oh now i'm hungry. someone get me some jambalaya.