Cio

The Rorie League, a Pokémon Trainer RP (always open for more players)

@KiwiHalcyon

The ferry ride had been long and quite crowded for Lorie's taste. She wasn't really used to being in a place with so many people cramped tightly together, the purple haired girl got claustrophobic from far less.
If there was one good thing that had come of the cramped ferry situation, it was that Sneasel had had an easy time doing some pickpocketing. The sneaky pokemon had scored a pack of cookies - a Johto speciality it seemed - as well as a super potion, an antidote, and a bit of pocket money. Even though Lorie had heard the announcement suggesting pokemon return to their pokeballs during disembarking, she decided against doing so. Sneasel could handle it.
Exiting the ferry with the mass of people, Lorie gave Sneasel an approving nod, trusting the pokemon wouldn't stray too far as it disappeared into the flow of people.

Walking on the dock, the change of scenery was massive. Even the air felt different from what Lorie had grown up in. She couldn't help but feel a small weight being lifted off whenever she travelled someplace new. New place, new faces... new opportunities. If it had been in her nature, perhaps she would've even smiled a bit at the freeing thought. However... the sense of lightness didn't last long, as someone bumped into Lorie from behind, trying to scoot past her in the mass of people exiting the ferry:
"Sorry! Excuse me! Coming through!"
Not having it, Lorie grunted and pushed back stubbornly.
"Watch where you're freaking going," Lorie snapped, her raspy voice gaining an air of annoyment. Did this girl think she was the only one in a hurry to get away from this crowd?
Pushing through, Lorie tried to manouver her way through the crowd boldly, her steps gaining speed as the crowd began slowly scattering.
Making sure she still had all her stuff with her - namely her only belongings which were stacked in her backpack - the purple haired girl began looking around the crowd for Sneasel.
"Where in the name of Arceus did he go?" Lorie muttered to herself, beginning to gain a mild headache from all the people swarming everywhere.

The Rorie League, a Pokémon Trainer RP (always open for more players)

Username: Cio

Name: "Lorie" (short of Lorraine)

Age: 19

Native or visitor: Visitor from Virbank City, Unova

Appearance:

Lorie has a tan complexion and bushy eyebrows that match the plum colour of her curly hair. Lorie's eyes are the most vibrant shade of teal, surrounded by heavy eyelashes and a foul expression. Her nose has a slight downward curve to it and her lips are often pressed into a fine pout. Lorie wears a worn, black baseball jacket that has a hood. Underneath she wears a crop top, worn jeans and a pair of mismatched sneakers. On her other shoulder Lorie carries a backpack that matches the washed out colour scheme of the rest of her clothes.

Pokémon:

Sneasel

Male
Ability: Keen Eye
Nature: Adamant
Moveset: Fury Swipes, Bite, Ice Shard, Hone Claws
Held item: Lum Berry

Scolipede

Female
Ability: Speed Boost
Nature: Jolly
Moveset: Rollout, Bug Bite, Agility, Protect
Held item: Cheri Berry

Personality:
Lorie comes off as closed off and rude. She uses aggression as a shield and is used to handling conflicts in battle rather than a conversation. The girl has an exceptionally strong will and she's quite resourceful too, but unfortunately her poor social skills prove a stumbling point on her path more often than not. Despite her crude nature, Lorie's first instinct isn't to punch, but to evade. The socially awkward girl only relies on fists if that's her last resort, and when civil conversation isn't an option, it often ends up being the only course of action to take.
That said, Lorie isn't intentionally mean. Or rather, she doesn't want to be, even though she seems to always be on the defensive. The girl has found that only few people in the world are truly trustworthy, so she usually steers clear from making friends, perhaps out of the fear of getting herself hurt.
The softest you'll ever see Lorie is when she's with her travelling companions and trusted friends - her pokemon. She's no softie, but there is a clear difference in how she acts when she doesn't constantly have her guard up. Besides, under that stubborn shell is someone who has a lot of emotional growing up to do. Perhaps in a different world, Lorie wouldn't have grown up into a bitter, resentful young adult but a confident, friendly person with a love for adventure. Circumstances are what brought her up, though, so the way to get to her natural side is to observe the way she interacts with pokemon rather than people.

Background:
Lorie doesn't know who her real parents were. She used to wonder - fantasize even - about them though, all the way back when she was still living in the orphanage of Unova's Virbank City: the city more commonly known as the "city of falling fog and rising stars". The most home the girl ever had were the graffiti-clad, gray steets of her town. She lived day to day with the Virbank Complex as her playground, evading the industrial complex workers and pretending they were friends she was playing tag with. The young Lorie never quite got along with her fellow children in the orphanage, so she grew up extremely lonely, her dreams slowly dying off as she realised her parents had probably abandoned her and left her to grow up in a place where the streets were filled with aspiring but failed artists. This is also why she spent most of her time outside regardless of the season, often even attempting at a foolhearted escape, only to be shortly returned for the sake of her own safety.
One winter was espeically cold. This was when Lorie first met her companion, Sneasel. Lorie caught the pokemon trying to steal the meal of an industrial worker, only to bail it out when it failed. Seeing a fellow underdog with a feisty spirit, Lorie quickly became acquaintances with the wild Sneasel. Years of friendship and mischief together, Sneasel and Lorie became partners in crime and adventure. When the time came that Lorie decided to embark a new adventure to gain success and a wealthy life on her own, Sneasel wished to tag along.
Finally running away for good, Lorie and Sneasel left a final "screw you" at the city that had brought them up, continuing on a new adventure full of stealing, surviving, and companionship.
Later on Lorie and Sneasel got a new member on their team, as a fully grown - and rather friendly - Scolipede crossed their path. The new team member was especially useful, since now they didn't have to do all their travelling on foot, but mounted on the jolly and fast Scolipede.

Other:
Lorie is kind of a wanderer, so she and her team are just travelling without an aim. Lorie gains most her money through stealing and pokemon battles, so she has money to keep travelling. Now she's ended up in the Rorie islands, no doubt looking for a way to get more successful and earn some cash.
Lorie has a love for food, especially all sorts of baked goods.
Since she never became "officially" a pokemon trainer, Lorie never recieved a pokedex or any of those handy tools. She has a handful of pokeballs, regular potions and other supplies, but nothing fancy. She does keep track of what pokemon she has met, though - with good ol' pen and paper, of course.
Lorie's Sneasel is very protective of Lorie, and vice versa.
Lorie has a soft spot for orphans.

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Character form:
Username: Cio
Name: Toshi
Age: 17
Native or visitor: Visitor from Goldenrod City, Johto
Appearance:

Toshi is a boy with a bright smile and a messy leaf green head of hair. He has soft facial features and a slim build. Toshi's brown, round eyes are paired with a button nose dusted with freckles. He is very fashion-forward and likes to match with his pokemon.
Pokémon:

Toshi's party

Dunsparce (shiny), Male
Name: Toto
Nature: Relaxed
Ability: Serene Grace
Moveset: Rest, Snore, Sleep Talk, Mud Slap

Skiploom, Female
Name: Skip
Nature: Naive
Ability: Chlorophyll
Moveset: Sunny Day, Synthesis, Bullet Seed, Fairy Wind

Mantine, Female
Name: Mantine
Nature: Bold
Ability: Water Absorb
Moveset: Bubble, Icy Wind, Water Pulse, Swift

Personality:
Toshi is an optimist with a young heart and a head full of dreams. He is very ambitious, but kind and caring. He is an ambrivert, easily slipping into social chatter but feeling content when alone with his pokemon. Although Toshi is very encouraging, he is also a bit too much of a romantic, thinking everything will go in his ideal ways. The green haired trainer often thinks everyone wants to make friends, and doesn't stop to consider that maybe he is just a tad naive. Someone could describe Toshi as "girly" from the way he dresses and behaves, but this has never been something he has been ashamed of. In the end, Toshi is quite down to earth.

Background:
Toshi grew up in Goldenrod City, Johto. He had quite an ordinary childhood, normal parents and three older siblings. Toshi was never into pokemon battling, but he loved pokemon and admired their display of skill. From a young age he has wanted to become a pokemon coordinator despite all of his siblings aiming to become gym leaders.
Toshi gained his first pokemon friend at a young age. He'd always been quite the nature's child, exploring and wandering off here and there around the Johto region, to her parents' horror. When Toshi was six years old, he got lost in the Dark Cave - a pitch black cave in Johto. There he fell and scraped his knee in the dark, beginning to cry in panic as he realised he didn't know the way out. His saviour turned out to be none other than a Dunsparce living in the cave. Toshi had happened to wake the poor thing up with his crying, and the kind yet relaxed Dunsparce calmed Toshi down, guiding him out of the cave. As they exited, Toshi noticed this Dunsparce wasn't the colour he'd seen in his pokemon academy books, and the two became good friends for years to come.
Toshi made his way to Rorie islands after he won in a raffle and got tickets to a vacation there. Along the way to Rorie island, Toshi's party grew with one as he caught a Mantine during his travel across the sea. The Mantine, however, seems to not like Toshi very much, and doesn't really listen to his instructions.

Other: Toshi is an aspiring pokemon coordinator. His dream is to travel to Hoenn or Sinnoh to become the best pokemon coordinator.

The Rorie League, a Pokémon Trainer RP (always open for more players)

Lorie

Username: Cio

Name: "Lorie" (short of Lorraine)

Age: 19

Native or visitor: Visitor from Virbank City, Unova

Appearance:
Lorie has a tan complexion and bushy eyebrows that match the plum colour of her curly hair. Lorie's eyes are the most vibrant shade of teal, surrounded by heavy eyelashes and a foul expression. Her nose has a slight downward curve to it and her lips are often pressed into a fine pout. Lorie wears a worn, black baseball jacket that has a hood. Underneath she wears a crop top, worn jeans and a pair of mismatched sneakers. On her other shoulder Lorie carries a backpack that matches the washed out colour scheme of the rest of her clothes.

Pokémon:

Sneasel

Male
Ability: Keen Eye
Nature: Adamant
Moveset: Fury Swipes, Bite, Ice Shard, Hone Claws
Held item: Lum Berry

Scolipede

Female
Ability: Speed Boost
Nature: Jolly
Moveset: Rollout, Bug Bite, Agility, Protect
Held item: Cheri Berry

Personality:
Lorie comes off as closed off and rude. She uses aggression as a shield and is used to handling conflicts in battle rather than a conversation. The girl has an exceptionally strong will and she's quite resourceful too, but unfortunately her poor social skills prove a stumbling point on her path more often than not. Despite her crude nature, Lorie's first instinct isn't to punch, but to evade. The socially awkward girl only relies on fists if that's her last resort, and when civil conversation isn't an option, it often ends up being the only course of action to take.
That said, Lorie isn't intentionally mean. Or rather, she doesn't want to be, even though she seems to always be on the defensive. The girl has found that only few people in the world are truly trustworthy, so she usually steers clear from making friends, perhaps out of the fear of getting herself hurt.
The softest you'll ever see Lorie is when she's with her travelling companions and trusted friends - her pokemon. She's no softie, but there is a clear difference in how she acts when she doesn't constantly have her guard up. Besides, under that stubborn shell is someone who has a lot of emotional growing up to do. Perhaps in a different world, Lorie wouldn't have grown up into a bitter, resentful young adult but a confident, friendly person with a love for adventure. Circumstances are what brought her up, though.

Background:
Lorie doesn't know who her real parents were. She used to wonder - fantasize even - about them though, all the way back when she was still living in the orphanage of Unova's Virbank City: the city more commonly known as the "city of falling fog and rising stars". The most home the girl ever had were the graffiti-clad, gray steets of her town. She lived day to day with the Virbank Complex as her playground, evading the industrial complex workers and pretending they were friends she was playing tag with. The young Lorie never quite got along with her fellow children in the orphanage, so she grew up extremely lonely, her dreams slowly dying off as she realised her parents had probably abandoned her and left her to grow up in a place where the streets were filled with aspiring but failed artists. This is also why she spent most of her time outside regardless of the season, often even attempting at a foolhearted escape, only to be shortly returned for the sake of her own safety.
One winter was espeically cold. This was when Lorie first met her companion, Sneasel. Lorie caught the pokemon trying to steal the meal of an industrial worker, only to bail it out when it failed. Seeing a fellow underdog with a feisty spirit, Lorie quickly became acquaintances with the wild Sneasel. Years of friendship and mischief together, Sneasel and Lorie became partners in crime and adventure. When the time came that Lorie decided to embark a new adventure to gain success and a wealthy life on her own, Sneasel wished to tag along.
Finally running away for good, Lorie and Sneasel left a final "screw you" at the city that had brought them up, continuing on a new adventure full of stealing, surviving, and companionship.
Later on Lorie and Sneasel got a new member on their team, as a fully grown - and rather friendly - Scolipede crossed their path. The new team member was especially useful, since now they didn't have to do all their travelling on foot, but mounted on the jolly and fast Scolipede.

Other:
Lorie is kind of a wanderer, so she and her team are just travelling without an aim. Lorie gains most her money through stealing and pokemon battles, so she has money to keep travelling. Now she's ended up in the Rorie islands, no doubt looking for a way to get more successful and earn some cash.
Lorie has a love for food, especially all sorts of baked goods.
Since she never became "officially" a pokemon trainer, Lorie never recieved a pokedex or any of those handy tools. She has a handful of pokeballs, regular potions and other supplies, but nothing fancy. She does keep track of what pokemon she has met, though - with good ol' pen and paper, of course.
Lorie's Sneasel is very protective of Lorie, and vice versa.

The Rorie League, a Pokémon Trainer RP (always open for more players)

I've been looking for a Pokemon rp to join! This one looks like it's not advancing all that quickly, but luckily I already have a character so all I'd need to do is fill it out on the sheet :>

✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

Aava

@Kinjaav@Eviledd1984

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Aava squealed as they hugged, relief filling her. Soon she was introduced to someone who looked like a walking skeleton wearing a fedora, but Evren was sure to clarify he was a friend. Not like Aava would've attacked the man anyway - he had no flesh for Aava to munch on.
Aava jumped when Beck began raging at Evren, ranting something in a language Aava was only just beginning to pick up. Aava pouted, staring daggers at Beck as she left, holding on to Evren protectively.
Friend sad...
"What the hell? I hate that... I hate! Bad friend Hannelore. Those bastards," Aava huffed and puffed, looking at Evren with solemn determination. Then she turned to the skeleton man as if to ask for support or to convince him that Beck had been wrong about Evren.
"Evren on hyvä ystävä! [Evren is a good friend!] Hannelore... Woman... Was wrong, so bad," Aava tried, the words heavy with a Finnish accent.

✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

Aava

@Kinjaav

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Aava grunted back at Beck at the harsh question, pouting in response. Her sour face turned into a hopeful smile next, however, when she heard a familiar voice.
"Evren??" Aava asked, looking at the approaching figure with a hopeful smile. Leaving Beck's side, Aava began clumsily sprinting at the figure, the loose pants making her efforts a bit more difficult. It must've looked goofy, a long haired, big eyed creature with a big t-shirt hanging on her petite frame. Not to mention the Rapunzel-esque, messy hair dragging behind her on the ground, gathering all sorts of sticks and leaves into it.
"Promise!" Aava recalled, grinning.

Vanessa Poirier

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Nessa was in her apartment, nursing her wound from earlier. It was healing, but it was going to take a while. She'd have to remain very careful for the next few days, because she wouldn't be at her sharpest physically. Escaping potential threat might prove difficult, so it would better if she laid low for the unforseeable future.
That also meant she'd have to cancel some of her meetings for the next few days, take some time off. Dealing blood under the grid was dangerous even in a small town like Redhaven, and doing it while recovering from an injury was stupid to say the least. Still, it didn't mean acknowledging this made it any easier for the workaholic that Nessa was. Besided, she had nothing else to do, and just sitting around... that would make her bored beyond words.
Sighing, Vanessa limped to her bathroom to retrieve a first aid kit to switch the bandage on her leg and clean the wound again, hopefully nudging the healing process along. Getting a wound infected was the last thing she wanted.

✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

@Kinjaav Vanessa is gay and Aava's sexuality is wildly irrelevant lol

✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

@Kinjaav Yeah she thinks biting is unhygienic and unprofessional, so she basically stuns them with her sound wave. She has also extracted some of her "venom" that keeps the victim's blood from clotting afterwards so that she can apply it to the blood she harvests -> after stunning the victim she has a set of supply she uses to harvest the blood into little bags. She's very organized lol

✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

@Kinjaav i dig that idea with vanessa! Im in!

✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

Aava

@Kinjaav

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Aava wasn't very cooperative as Beck tried to coax her into the strange white building. Aava grunted and pouted and even tried to nibble at Beck's hand, agitated, but in the end the woman managed to drag the näkki into the hospital with all her limbs still intact.
The algae haired woman let Beck do all the talking, following her to the reception with what could only be described as a resigned look. Aava stood there slightly slouching, looking at the clean white walls and sniffing the odd air. It was all very weird. Aava decided to stick close to Beck even though their already nonexistent relationship had been damaged slightly by the whole dragging into the hospital.

After the two sat there their time, waiting, a nurse showed up.
"This way," the man motioned friendly, seeming to pay no mind to Aava's weird appearance. Well, maybe he did do a double take, but the nurses must've seen some crazy shit in their time working at a hospital. Especiallyn in the ER.
Beck and Aava were guided behind a curtained space that had a bed the man motioned Aava to sit on. To the näkki this all seemed way too white and clean and strange, so the girl simply stared at the nurse with a confused look.
"Please, sit down," the nurse requested when Aava didn't comply. Turning to Beck, the man continued: "Are you her guardian, or.." He didn't seem all that briefed in on the situation.
All the while there was Aava, hand wandering to touch all the tubes at the side of the bed curiously, bringing her sharp teeth closer for a test bite.