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Galar Gym Leader Roleplay!

@AmbraI gotcha! I'll be happy just to be considered

Galar Gym Leader Roleplay!

I would like to join. I already let you know of some things. I will plan to post at least once a week and try to be active ooc.
You know I want the fighting though btw

Digimon V3

@tobiax My worry was more about trying to get a sheet done in a timely manner, which I was clearly unable to do lol
Admittedly, I was a bit disheartened when I saw Double decided to make a character for the Crest of Sincerity, more so following their comment about not being in a mood to compete over a crest.

Overall, I only really had an idea for Sincerity of the crests that were available. I can't think of or draft anything up for hope or knowledge that doesn't feel lackluster or cheesy/weird to an undesirable degree. But seriously, thanks for the consideration. I hope you won't mind if I lurk around a bit and see what happens over the course of the game though :D

I do apologize for wasting your time though ^-^"

Digimon V3

@tobiax
Looks like I took a little too long. Some stuff got in the way, so that's on me. But since I was initially planning to try and go for the Crest of Sincerity, and that's all I really had an idea about... Plus, I have no potential ideas for the Crests of Knowledge or Hope... I think I'll bow out. I hope the game goes well though. All the best :D

My Hero Academia RP | Interest Check & Recruitment Ad

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Digimon V3

Hey!
So @soren told me about this roleplay, and I thought it seemed interesting.
If you guys, @tobiax and @EnterTheHero would allow it, I'd like to try my hand at creating a character.
Right now, I think I could make a character who would work for the Crest of Sincerity.

Chronicles of Atlas | Medieval Pokemon

Click here for my boy

“Just because it isn’t broken, doesn’t mean it can’t be improved."

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Name: Avalon Vientro

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Country of Origin: Sher

Weapons:

• Clarent (shown in FC) - A family heirloom passed down from the great warriors of the Vientro family.
• Bombs (working names) - Thin sacks that are usually filled to a size a bit smaller than a fist that easily burst when enough force is applied; Avalon typically fills these with a variety of different potions he mixes to cause various effects.
• Pridwen - A powerful shield bearing the image of the Sher’s flag; the front being red with a gold trim and the silhouette of Entei in the center.
• Lanval - A miniature, wrist-mounted crossbow, created and modified by Avalon after countless hours of studying the weapon.
• Bolts in a pouch at his waist

Equipment:

• Various ingredients for mixing potions
• Treats for Cavall and Aries
• A few small tools he usually keeps in a satchel

Appearance:

Avalon stands at roughly 6’2” tall with a head of typically unkempt, dirty blonde hair and piercing green eyes. He boasts an incredibly strong musculature due to years of physical training at the behest of his father.

Personality::

Avalon is a proud young man with a deep love for the people of his country. Regardless, he is not at all what one expects where the idea of the typical Sheran is concerned. Battle is rarely his first option, though he often must be prepared for it. He isn’t one to stick to the traditional ideas of combat though, relying more on tricks than brute force. Unfortunately, in order to talk about peace, one must be strong enough to back up their words, a lesson he has yet to learn. As such, despite something of a “never say die” attitude he doesn’t always give off the reliable atmosphere of a future leader.

The issue with Avalon, however, can be found in his lack of prudence in fulfilling his responsibilities as a prince of Sher. He often goes days, even weeks on end tinkering with inventions and mixing potions in his chambers. This likely stems from his own curiosity. He is always interested in learning more about things. How do they work? How can he make them better? As such, he has developed something of a reputation for his own eccentricity.

Additionally, he isn’t really good with people. He isn’t isn’t the timid, or quiet type though. Rather, Avalon is somewhat shameless in his interactions. Whether it is his work, his ideas, his body, anything. He is quite willing to bare himself to the world if his interest is piqued and he can’t help himself.

Short Biography:

Avalon is the last of three children, born of King Persivell II and Queen Lisbeth of Sher. With an older brother and sister who seemed to be the embodiment of what was expected of the future leaders of their nation, Avalon was quickly labeled the black sheep. Much of his youth was spent exploring, the grounds of the kingdom and his own curiosity. As he grew older he began to shirk his responsibilities, his training and lessons. Seeing this to be concerning and unbefitting of a member of the crown, his father became much more strict with him. If that wasn’t enough his brother and sister would begin to help make sure he paid attention. It was disgusting.

Even so, the prince found it much simpler to do as was expected of him and keep up with his exercises and lessons so that he could spend the rest of his time in the bliss of exploration. It didn’t hurt that he would soon become fascinated with newer forms of weaponry that he came across, along with new Pokemon. Speaking of which, it was around the time he was 6 that he acquired his first. While out and about he came across an oddly colored Trapinch. He was quickly enthralled by it. It was unique. He felt an odd connection with it, and though it wasn’t quite reciprocated at first, he returned to it each day. He brought treats he’d made himself and spent time with it. This went on for weeks until one day he managed to get the Trapinch to follow him home.

With a new partner in crime whom he could relate to, Avalon’s days got much better. It was easier to muck his way through things when he had a little buddy with him. Besides, Trapinch was loyal, and didn’t get in his way. Years went by and he would eventually pick up another friend for himself in the form of his Mareep. He managed to come to an agreement with his family. He would do as needed, when needed, so long as he got to have his own fun. His siblings didn’t seem to mind. As they got older and came into their own, they lightened up quite a bit.

Pokemon:

Pokemon #1

Name: Cavall
Species: Vibrava
Gender: Male
Ability: Levitate
Appearance: Contrary to the typical colorings of the Vibrava species, Cavall sports quite the unique coloring. The usual greens of the species are replaced with red, it’s body taking on a much more yellowish hue. The only constant seems to be the black parts that seem to span the entirety of the Vibrava species.
Personality: Energetic, dog-like, and bold are just some of the words that could be used to describe Cavall. At least, that’s what Varian would say.
Move Set:

Pokemon #2

Name: Aries
Species: Mareep
Gender: Female
Ability: Static
Appearance: There isn’t really anything that can be used to differentiate Aries from the average Mareep. She does, however, seem to be a bit larger than the typical Mareep.
Personality: Aries is a bit shy, but can be very playful once she trusts someone. She also hates being too far from Varian.
Move Set:

Pokemon #3

To be added at a later date.

Summary:

A Sheran prince who cares more about satiating his curiosity than military responsibility.

Other:

To be added at a later point in time.

Chronicles of Atlas | Medieval Pokemon

And you didn’t even @ me know I was gonna join. For shame @Ambra. For shame.

RESET! A Hitman Reborn

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Cafe Dumonte
_{Somewhere in Switzerland}
August 12th, Present day, Afternoon
_{Tags: @Ambra@Kyouki@Grey@Suku@Jakeozzy@Raijinslayer}

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Yoshiaki had assumed that the best course of action would be to play it cool. The only members of their troupe, after all, that would likely be known in any capacity were Caterina (who he assumed wasn't a big name outside of the Vongola as of yet) and Ren who was fairly well known. Of course, with the sudden turn of events he couldn't help but growl when he heard Ren's "battle cry," if you could call it that. The fact of the matter was he could have waited a bit longer, but if Yoshi was being honest, he was glad things turned out this way. He'd been getting bored and if he'd had to spend another moment watching Cyril doze off or stuff his face with sweets, he would have started a fucking riot.

Still, in the minute that changed the mood of the entire day, in the moment that felt like an eternity, he snapped back to reality and immediately jumped up from his seat. "Fuckin' hell!" The second his feet hit the ground Yoshi ran across the table. If you were to assume he would let Cyril follow him, you'd be wrong. There was simply no time. That coupled with Yoshi's impatience and clear annoyance with his partner led to his following actions.

"Get a move on Sleeping Beauty," Yoshi paused briefly, not missing a beat as he slipped his hand into the collar of Cyril's shirt at the nape of his neck. "We've got work to do!" The young mafioso tightened his grip as yanked his companion up out of his seat. He was using his own strength coupled with his momentum to try and get a jump on the goons before them. It was possible that a distraction would be necessary for Ren, but more than that, this was just gonna be fun. "We're goin in guns blazin!" Yoshi turned as he moved forward, adding to his momentum, swinging Cyril through the air like a rag doll until he finishing the rotation of his spin and launched Cyril through the air in the direction of their targets. The statement he'd made had been to help prepare Cyril, but more than that, it was to his comrades so they knew what he was doing. If it was necessary they were given full permission to do the same.

Yoshi meanwhile was charging towards them from below. He was confident that Cyril would keep himself safe, somehow, and more importantly he banked on the men focusing on him. He was moving somewhat unnaturally fast compared to what the more experienced men were likely to expect. Yoshi was also hoping that the sudden call to action and the sudden throwing of his comrade coupled with his with his subsequent charge would throw them off enough to let him get close and begin his real attack. They were armed. And there were more in the area. Was this the best course of action? Maybe not. But that wasn't stopping the future Vongola boss.

RESET! A Hitman Reborn

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Cafe Dumonte
_{Somewhere in Switzerland}
August 12th, Present day, Afternoon
_{Tags: @Ambra@Kyouki@Grey@Suku@Jakeozzy@Raijinslayer}

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Yoshiaki sat restlessly as he took a sip of his drink, eyeing the treats set before him. He glanced over to the right, passed the wandering heads of locals and tourists alike at a pair of men before looking away. “I’ve got eyes on the target.” He spoke in a hushed tone, only picking up by the receiver he was wearing to let the others know of his presence. They were on an intelligence gathering operation at the moment, first and foremost. Communication was key, or so he’d been told. They were not to engage. Of course, that was the hardest part for the young man. He figured he could handle the two guys and get any information that they needed, but it was decided that it’d be smarter to observe them, get a feeling for their patterns, and maybe follow them to the hiding place of their boss.

He picked up a danish and took a bite before saying, “Gimme a status report.” He wanted to see how the rest of the team was. Where they were in relation to him. They couldn’t all be at the same cafe... right? No, he'd have noticed. They were posing as tourists after all. Some variety would have been smart. That's why they'd paired up. Yoshi could have done without the damn brat Cyril with him though. Probably could have saved some money if Cyril hadn't gotten hungry too. He stared across the table at the younger boy, his eyes narrowing as Cyril stuffed his face.

“And lemme know if you guys see any other possible targets,” he added with a huff before taking another bite of his danish and a sip of his drink. The past 3 or so months had been a world wind of events. The training, in particular, had been grueling and annoying, but there was still something so exciting about it. It was unordinary, not his usual routine. Plus, god knows how many people were there that he couldn’t take out easily. He chuckled at the thought for a moment.

Still, this was different. It wasn’t a training exercise and it wasn’t sparring. This was a mission. A mission that important for their standing as boss and guardian candidates. People were already talking too. Talking about how the Caligari famiglia had attacked and stolen from a Vongola weapons cache.

This was a bitch though. He hated all the sneaking around. The importance had basically been beaten into him over the course of the last few months. But even then it felt like it would be more fun than this. At the thought of his boredom he couldn’t help but yawn. “Dammit, you’re laziness must be rubbing off on me,” he grumbled to Cyril, before noting that the men were starting to move. “Guys, there on the move, heading East. Somebody please tell me they’re around that way and can get eyes on them.” At the very least somebody might have found other Caligari members that they could keep track of and observe.

Yoshi tried to think of who'd be around that way. Akari and Veronika maybe? Catty and Kurune? Fuck all if it was Ren. He wasn't sure what to think of that guy. He was odd. At least with Catty he could get the notion that she didn't like him in the slightest, even if he wasn't sure why. He could trust Akari. Veronika was a bit worrisome since he couldn't tell how she'd do with the stealthier part of things. Kurune was a bit of a wild card. Catty... well it wasn't like he could trust her really. She could stab him in the back at any moment. Ren... Moving on. And then there was Cyril. The little shit was likely to hold him back. Leaving him behind wasn't an option though.

Yoshi groaned. He was hoping this would be a simple endeavor. Then they could at least get to busting heads sooner than later. But here they were. He was getting bored out of his mind. He just wanted to storm their based, take them down, and get back what they'd stolen. But that wasn't a damn option if they couldn't find the base. "Somebody get me something that we can use," he grumbled getting more annoyed as the time went on.