Starter: Hoppip
Appearance:
Nickname: Dandy
Gender: Boy
Ability: Chlorophyll

(The envelope that the introductory letter was sent in was bigger than the others and thicker. This is because several photographs have been sent along with the letter.)

Greetings Professor Juniper,

My name is Maria Conway, age 15. I'm currently, living in Fuschia City in Kanto, my grandfather owns the safari zone here and I am willing to travel to Johto for this opportunity. (The first photo of the bunch is a picture of Maria). I don't have any experience as a trainer, but I do have some experience with tracking and finding pokemon. My dream is to become a professional field photographer and I think becoming a pokemon trainer will help with that. I've already taken several photos around my city and even in the local safari zone. (Many of the rest of the photos are of pokemon from the safari zone and a few pokemon and people from in the town itself.) But I hope through my travels as a trainer, not only will I get to find pokemon in their natural habitat but also get to capture real magic between pokemon and humans. There's a lot of amazing things out there to see; places, battles, people and pokemon in general, and I want to not only see it but show them to the world. (The last photo is of a battle between Koga and another trainer, captured right before Koga's Venamoth collides with the trainer's pikachu.)

Besides which, there's a lot of useful things I could learn by becoming a trainer! I already mentioned finding pokemon, which would surely help in filling the pokedex, but also participating in battles and getting my pokemon stronger will help in case I run into any troubles later on! Not to mention if I'm known as a fairly good battler, it may very well open up opportunities later on. Also actually going out into the world to travel will teach my how to traverse all kinds of different terrain! And...well there's quite a bit more, but I'm sure you have more letters to look through and read so I'll end off here. Just know that this will mean the world to me if I am picked, and thank you kindly for taking the time to read this letter.

Sincerely, Maria

Nickname:
Barkington

Gender:
Male

Ability:
Vital Spirit

The envelope itself is rather unremarkable, it was a plain white, with black ink decorating the plain paper with messy handwriting that has the name "Matthew Layton" on the front. Within the envelope, the handwriting isn't much better, but they're small drawings of Pokemon on the sides of the text, and there's a detailed sketch of a Butterfree on the back of the paper. Although drawn with black ink, they all look realistic and well drawn, showing off the talent of the writer/artist.

Greeting Professor Juniper,

My name is Matthew Layton, I'm 16 years old. I currently live in Ecruteak City, with my Grandmother and Mother, but I am willing to travel all the way to New Bark Town to become a Pokemon Trainer, as it is a great opportunity for me. (The first drawing on the margins is a Clefairy waving at the reader) I may lack the experience of Pokemon Training, but I am willing to learn how. Being a Pokemon Trainer would go a great way to help me become a better artist, which is what I aspire to be. To be an artist. But with my current life, I lack the muse and inspiration to draw anything more than small doodles on the margin of my homework at school. But when I heard of you calling for people to go and become Pokemon Trainer, I was inspired for the first time in a long time to draw my Grandmother's Butterfree which you could see on the back of this page. If just hearing about the opportunity to become a Trainer inspired me to draw, I can't imagine what being on the routes with a Pokemon next to me will do! (The second drawing is a cartoon of Matthew clasping his hands together in a begging manner.)

But besides my love of drawing, I care deeply for Pokemon. I help take care of my Grandmother's team, like feeding them, washing and cleaning up after them, and taking them to the Pokemon center when they get hurt. My Grandmother and my Mother used to be Pokemon Trainers, I always looked up to them, and I loved hearing their stories of their Trainer days, I always wanted to be a Pokemon Trainer when I was a kid, but I never had the opportunity before now. And being a Pokemon trainer will not only let me live my childhood dream, but I can feel it will help me with my future dreams of becoming an artist. But I feel this letter has taken enough of your time, I just hope you consider me to become a Pokemon trainer, it would do me the world if you picked me to be a trainer. But that's up to you and I will wait for your response. Thank you kindly for your time and hopefully your consideration.

Sincerely, Matthew

Nickname: Spica
Gender: Female
Ability: Intimidate

[The envelope is fancy, marked with the shipping stamp of the Unova region. A brown seal the colour (and smell) of coffee with the image of a pair of dark sunglasses bars the entrance of any unwanted eyes to the letter held within. Opening the envelop brings the sight of a neatly folded letter with elegant script detailing the sender's interests.]

Addressed to: Professor Juniper

Greetings.

This letter should have arrived at your doorstep courtesy of my personal assistant, and so the need to introduce myself should be deemed unnecessary.

[Should the professor look upon the evidently tired young woman who had handed the envelope to them, she would show them her phone with BRIAR's profile already loaded up.]

Then again, even without that simpering fool right there with you, I doubt my name has fled your mind ever since you've seen me on television or heard me on the radio. That's right, Professor. Be honoured, for the one and only BRIAR has chosen you to be the recepient of a handwritten letter. My hordes of fans would kill to be in your position, so do not squander the sensation by letting fools like my assistant and what other sad excuses for applicants you have outshine my words.

[There was an evident pause in the writing.]

Oh? My assistant just informed me that Perdy has also sent you a letter. How quaint. That talentless sap got into the industry due to pure luck. I would bet one of my many, many expensive vehicles that he even had some relatives within. Nepotism is a curse. Unlike me, the great BRIAR whose life is as dramatic and brilliant as a movie. Several, in fact, have been produced detailing my rise to glory. I'm sure you've watched them. Such masterpieces, don't you think? But I digress. I meant to tell you about my rise to glory, which I assume you already know through my aforementioned films. Either way, I grew up at an orphanage, abandoned by foolish, idiotic parents who failed to see the gift thrust upon them by the cosmos. The plebians I shared that roof with were of the nastiest sort and I was determined to rid myself of their grime as soon as possible. At the wee age of three, I began to join singing competitions around Unova, all of which I won. Of course, I did.

Following my eight trophy, I was five then, someone who finally understood I was a star chained to the earth decided to liberate me. I'm sure you know of him. He's my producer, the magnificent Shou Prism. He brought me to the spotlight at the age of seven, after numerous workshops that I didn't really need as I was already flawless. Still, I blew the crowd away, and the rest, as they say, is history. I now have three platinum albums under my belt, four films where I am the lead actress, more awards that I can count, and wealth to rival any in all the regions.

Now, I'm sure you must already be jumping to the opportunity I'm presenting you, but allow me to explain just exactly how I can be of use to you. You seek to inspire people to become Trainers again, yes? Here you have in front of you a very talented, insanely popular, and undoubtedly magnificent woman prepared to offer her services. Give me a Pokemon, let me wander around your region with a camera to show my fans the wonder and joys and whatever of having a Pokemon, and before you know it, you'll have thousands scampering to rid your little laboratory of your critters.

I know what you must be thinking. Oh great BRIAR, how lucky are we that you're willing to do this for us. And for free too. Well, let me just say that I love my fans, and I am willing to sacrifice my designer boots in order to show them what they're missing.

[Emblazoned at the bottom of the paper is BRIAR's sigil, a pair of darksunglasses and a mic.]

[Should the Professors ask the assistant what the true reason behind BRIAR's letter, the assistant would fidget and hesitate before revealing that she was also a fan of her boss and was already used to their attitude, but a video had been released to the public which soured their image to their fans. Now, they're using Pokemon to endear themselves to the people again.]

Gender: Male
Ability: Thick Fat
Nickname: Rollo

Dear Professor,

I'm not one to waste time, so I'm going to get straight to the point. My name is Freya Lyon, I'm 16, and I want to become a Pokemon Trainer and when I do - whether it be with your help or via some other means - I'm going to become the Pokemon League Champion, that you can count on. I'm not doing this for fame, I'm not doing this for friends, and I'm not doing this to fulfill some starry-eyed fools dream. Simply put, I'm doing this for me. Unlike the thousands of children that have likely sent you messages begging you to give them a chance, you don't need to take one with me. I've proven time and time again in my life that when something needs to be done, I get results. Don't feel like wasting this opportunity on someone who thinks they can handle more than they actually can? Good, because I'm right here.

Now that that's out of the way, I'll tell you a bit more about myself and what's led me to sending this to you. I've grown up in the Kalos region, specifically Laverre City. I'm a single child with a drunk and broke dad left to 'raise' me, and by that I mean sit on the couch and do absolutely nothing. Having a job that earns next to nothing, spending most of that money on alcohol instead of caring for his child, and not exactly treating me well when drunk off his ass; Yeah, I wouldn't say he was a very good parent to me. I had to learn to care for myself very early on because it became quite damn obvious that no one else would. While all the other kids were out goofing off, I was busy mowing lawns, babysitting brats, and earning money so I could wear some half decent clothes. Of course, I could care less what those other kids did. I'm not exactly the type of person to associate myself with those who'd shun a girl because her clothes were dirty or she hadn't showered in a while or she fell asleep in class often, not even asking if she could afford running water or had to exhaust herself the day prior.

Anyways, long story short I was eventually taken by child protective services and given a new foster family. They give me food and clothes and actually have water that I can bathe in so I shouldn't complain, but it's not like they care about me. It's obvious they only took me for the extra money as they mostly just ignore me. They don't take me out to eat or tell me 'good job' when I do something right or do anything a parent should be doing for their daughter. I don't deserve to be ignored. I work harder than anyone my age, do everything I can to be the best, but still no one even looks in my direction or bothers to give me praise. It's despicable. That's why I'm going to become champion. Everyone watches Cynthia on TV when she battles, so if no one wants to give me the attention I deserve I'll simply force them to. And before you ask, yes I do have some experience with Pokemon. The fan club isn't too far from my house after all. I go there often and spend some time with the Zigzagoon and Chimecho there. It's... kind of fun.

Well, I think you understand what I'm trying to tell you now. If you let me to become a Trainer you will get results from me. I'm not going to fold at the first signs of trouble unlike the hundreds of other babies asking you for the same opportunity. Allow me to prove my worth, to both you and the world, and I will do more than you could possibly imagine. However, just know that whether you choose me or not this won't be the last time you hear of me. I don't need you for this, and if need be I'll go elsewhere to achieve my goals. Thank you for reading this letter, and I hope you make the right decision.

- Freya Lyon