jagajac

Pokemon:The Path is yours (Gen 1)

C.J. waved to William's back as he stalked into the dark forest. She called out a quick, "Good luck!", before turning her attention back to the ongoing battle before her. She took note of the Rattata's boldness and ferocity, quickly scribbling out sketches and fragments of nearly illegible handwriting into a small leather bound book she had pulled from the satchel at her waist. After gulping down the last hunk of the rice ball, Zulu secured himself around his friend's forearm, keeping his small head exposed to the crisp night air at the base of the girl's wrist. His golden eyes flickered with anticipation as Richard's Ekans fainted Joey's Rattata with a final surge of its wrap attack.

A pang of empathy struck C.J. as the youngster ran off with his fainted Pokémon, realizing how heartbroken she would feel when Zulu lost his first battle. More so for the confidence of her Pokémon than for a failed battle strategy on her own part. She tapped her pen against the leather cover of her book, her thoughts becoming muddled and chaotic. The victory hiss of Richard's Ekans brought her back to reality. The curious serpent drew closer to where C.J. and Zulu still sat together, and C.J. leaned forward onto her knees in a welcoming gesture. Zulu tightened his grip and retreated slightly into the folds of C.J.'s jacket. She patted his head through the yellow fabric and pulled another rice ball from her belt, happily extending the snack for the deserving Ekans before her.

"Great battle, Ekans! Maybe you could show Zulu some of those sweet moves?" She smiled sweetly before looking over to Richard. She wondered if the martial artist would be up to accompanying her into the woods after such an intense battle, but she knew either way where her and Zulu should be heading soon. She needed to win one of those ribbon cases in order to start her journey to becoming a regional champion, but that would also mean adding a new Pokémon to her little family. It would need to be someone very special, but C.J. had high hopes for the potential partners awaiting her and Zulu within the eerie forest. She gently shook Zulu from her arm as she stood to shake Richard's hand. He plopped to the ground and balled into a defensive coil, cautiously eyeing the mirror-image before him. "Fantastic execution, Rich! Glad Zulu and I got to see it go down." She furrowed her brows at her partner and nudged him closer to the other Ekans with her foot. "We were just about to head out, seems like that's where everyone else disappeared to." She cocked her head to the side as she added, "Care to join us? We might fare better with the two of you."

@supertinyking

property of jagajac!

Coraline

NAME}
Coraline Jenkins "C.J."

APPEARANCE}
It seems that C.J.'s body grew faster than she aged. Her spindly legs carry her at a whopping 5'9", which is impressive for a mere teenager. Her face is rosy and youthful; her bright blue eyes framed by layers of mousy-brown hair. She loves stripes and polka-dots, so her everyday shirt consists of one of those two patterns. C.J. always sports a yellow jacket adorned with jade detailing that resemble Oddish sprouts. It was a congratulatory gift from her parents at the beginning of her adventure as a trainer. No matter the weather, C.J. always seems to be cold, so a pair of neutral leggings usually accompanies her worn jean shorts. To help make her figure look a little more proportional, she also wears rather tall, comfortable leather boots.

PERSONALITY}
C.J. is a boisterous youngster with little to no fear when it comes to her Pokémon adventure. In fact, she usually charges into skeptical situations with a confident, headstrong attitude. Her parents, both avid Pokémon photographers, let their daughter accompany them on many of their own excursions. She has spent her entire life examining and interacting with the creatures in their natural habitats. She is known to have a fiery temper at times, but her demeanor is overall warm and welcoming. She's never met a stranger, so her acquaintances are many. Unfortunately, because of her boldness, C.J. has never been able to truly bond with another trainer. As a child, many children were intimidated by C.J. and shied away from friendship. Luckily, her optimism keeps a smile on her face and a happy in her heart. Only with her Pokémon partners will C.J. share the unbearable loneliness that occasionally creeps up on her.

PARTNER}
A rather anxious Ekans called Zulu accompanies C.J. The sweet snake often retreats into the folds of C.J.'s jacket, securing itself around the girl's slim arm. Despite her partner's obviously opposite personality, C.J. loves the creature fiercely. Her love is returned ten fold by Zulu, and he tries desperately to show his bravery in order to impress his friend.

INVENTORY} 1 Pokéball

property of jagajac!

Adeline

n a m e.
Adeline "Del" Mortis

a g e.
26 years

s p e c i e s.
Common death adder

a b i l i t i e s.

• Adaptive camouflage- Although the scales on Del's transformed skin are limited in their color-changing capabilities, her mind is hyper-aware of her surroundings at all times. She is usually able to successfully blend in with most environments by utilizing a combination of her natural camouflage and perceptiveness.
• Sinister stealth- Patience is a virtue, and Del will wait for days to execute a mission without any trace of foul play.
• Terrific swimmer- When presented with a chase, Del would much prefer a watery playing field. She propels through it with unparalleled ease and grace.
• Extreme reflexes- Dexterity doesn't even come close to describing the speed and precision of Del's limbs. Many of her gestures and actions cannot be followed by the human eye.
• Postsynaptic neurotoxin- "Beware the mouth of a Mortis girl." Wise words considering that Del can deliver a paralyzing venom that may also lead to respiratory failure, if the victim doesn't die first.

m o t i v a t i o n a l m u s i c.
"Boy with a Coin" -Iron & Wine

b a c k s t o r y.
Del and her sisters were abandoned by their mother at a young age, due to the nature of their scandalous conception. Miss Mortis was a suggestible mortal woman with very loose morals; known to pleasure even the filthiest of hybrids for a meager handful of coin. Her whereabouts are unknown to this day, although her name is still a dark whisper in many of the villages. When the girls came of age, the transformations slowly took their young lives. All but Del perished from the venom that their bastard father had genetically gifted. As she grew, so did her abilities and overall stoicism in regards to life. She's made a living by offering her deadly talents to vengeful mortals. Assassin, mercenary, murderer, a title matters little to Del, but her name is well known to mortals and hybrids alike. She claims allegiance to no one, and will work for whoever offers the most advantageous price.

o t h e r.
Despite the nature of her work, Del doesn't wear much for protection. She prefers delicate, feminine clothing that leaves little to the imagination. Her prey is so easily led astray by a pretty face, besides the fact that weightlessness aids to her stealth, speed, and overall movement. Because she disapproves of the taste of many mortal men, she prefers to kill with a twin set of poisoned daggers hidden beneath her thighs.

property of jagajac!

RETIRED

COUNTENANC→e

Sun-kissed skin, freckled nose bridge, and a pair of charming amber eyes. These are the most noticeable features upon gazing into Calliope's youthful face. Her bone structure is high and just pointed enough to give her a regal appearance. The hair framing her cheeks is cut into shorter layers that are dressed in all shades of red. The longer strands of hair along her chin are usually aligned in an organized chaos of sorts. Her figure is lean and muscular; she stands at about 5'7". She adorns herself in typical Harbinger attire made of light, flexible materials. She also faithfully wears a silver bangle on her left wrist.

TITL→e
Calliope "Calli" Triske

YEAR→s
22

CHROMOSOME→s
XX

ESTUAR→y
Harbinger

VEI→n
Panthera Gymno called "Bastian"
Bastian is a hybrid beast that predominantly resembles a lion. Tucked beneath his sharp shoulder blades is a pair of radiant white wings. Calliope pales in comparison to Bastian's encroaching size, but the beast loves the girl in the gentlest of manners. By nature, Bastian is cautious and defensive. His aggression is rarely exhibited unless his partner is in danger. His incredible agility and senses make him a keen asset to the Harbingers.

PERSONALIT→y
Calliope has a child-like spirit paired with a vigorous appetite for adventure. She often lets her curiosity get the better of her but can very smoothly wheedle her way around or out of a threatening situation. She has a sharp mind and an even sharper tongue at times. Calliope tends to follow her heart over her head, which can lead her astray during important Harbinger missions. It does, however, aid her in empathizing with others she comes into contact with. Her hand to hand combat skills are finely tuned, but her greatest area of strength is acrobatics. Calliope is light as a feather on her feet, quick as lightning, and balanced as the evening tides. She also has a talent for understanding and connecting with animals of all species.

BI→o
Fratenal twin to Kieren Triske. Current leader of the Harbinger Estuary. More history to follow in the IC.

Pokemon:The Path is yours (Gen 1)

C.J. brushed a lazy hand across her cheek as her Ekans, Zulu, continued his gentle attempts to wake his partner up. Soft snores escaped the girl's mouth, which was slightly ajar in the pale moonlight. Zulu's incessant hissing next to her ear made C.J.'s other free hand involuntarily swat the air, as if the slumbering girl was being accosted by an annoying bug. Her fingers eventually collided with the smooth scales of Zulu's strong neck, and he startled at the impact. Her bright blue eyes flicked open with recognition just as Zulu began coiling himself securely around his former assailant. C.J. grumbled aloud as she pulled herself up onto her elbows, her mousy-brown hair looking quite disheveled from a fitful night's rest. "What time is it?"

She spoke rhetorically, knowing Zulu could only respond with one of his tonal hisses. Her eyes scanned the walls of her quaint bedroom, crowded with endless Pokémon photographs captured by her parents. The light from a small computer monitor flooded the otherwise bare room, and C.J. slinked towards it with still sleepy limbs. The screen blinked the words, no new messages, and C.J. sighed heavily before clicking out of the notification. Zulu rubbed his head comfortingly against C.J.'s wrist, and she smiled longingly at the cold reptile on her wrist. "No worries, bud. We'll hear from them soon." She stroked two fingers atop Zulu's head and pulled her staple yellow coat from its resting place before making her way to the mirror to untangle her hair.

At the exact moment she had successfully managed to tie her hair into a messy bun atop her head, a howl of pain pierced through her bedroom. Confusion laced both C.J. and Zulu's eyes as they headed towards the small bedroom's open window. From below, they witnessed the tail end of Richard's morning routine. The smoke singed the inside of C.J.'s nostrils, and she furrowed her brow just as Richard's own Ekans came to his aid. Her sweet laughter burst forth at the Pokémon's heartfelt helpful gesture, and even Zulu's body shook with amusement. She heard other night voices escape from windows, one in particular catching her attention. A face she didn't recognize, someone new, proposing a challenge to Richard and his partner. C.J.'s arms bristled in excitement as she yelled from her lofty position, "You've got this, Rich! Just don't finish him off until we make it outside, we want a better view."

C.J. hastily fastened a leather belt and satchel around her feminine waist and bolted down the stairs, practically tripping over her long legs as she went. Now in the open air of the small village square, C.J. made her way over towards another familiar face. William and his Eevee strolled lazily along one of the paths leading to the forest. She quickly closed the distance between herself and the bearded gentleman, nudging him sharply with her elbow in greeting. "Will you get a load of this Joey character? My Zeni, if I had any, would totally be on Rich." She didn't wait for a response as she plopped down to the ground, folding her gangly legs as best she could across each other. She pulled out a rice ball from the pouch at her waist and shared it with Zulu while they patiently awaited Richard's next move.

TL;DR

C.J. is woken up by not only her Ekans, Zulu, but also by the sounds of the skirmish below between Richard and Joey. She eagerly races outside into the night to watch the battle from a healthy distance away. She nonchalantly invited the librarian, William, into a casual conversation before plopping down and sharing a late night snack with Zulu.

People being mentioned

@MisterMisery, @supertinyking, @Masterkeun

Pokemon:The Path is yours (Gen 1)

Coraline

NAME}
Coraline Jenkins "C.J."

APPEARANCE}
It seems that C.J.'s body grew faster than she aged. Her spindly legs carry her at a whopping 5'9", which is impressive for a mere teenager. Her face is rosy and youthful; her bright blue eyes framed by layers of mousy-brown hair. She loves stripes and polka-dots, so her everyday shirt consists of one of those two patterns. C.J. always sports a yellow jacket adorned with jade detailing that resemble Oddish sprouts. It was a congratulatory gift from her parents at the beginning of her adventure as a trainer. No matter the weather, C.J. always seems to be cold, so a pair of neutral leggings usually accompanies her worn jean shorts. To help make her figure look a little more proportional, she also wears rather tall, comfortable leather boots.

PERSONALITY}
C.J. is a boisterous youngster with little to no fear when it comes to her Pokémon adventure. In fact, she usually charges into skeptical situations with a confident, headstrong attitude. Her parents, both avid Pokémon photographers, let their daughter accompany them on many of their own excursions. She has spent her entire life examining and interacting with the creatures in their natural habitats. She is known to have a fiery temper at times, but her demeanor is overall warm and welcoming. She's never met a stranger, so her acquaintances are many. Unfortunately, because of her boldness, C.J. has never been able to truly bond with another trainer. As a child, many children were intimidated by C.J. and shied away from friendship. Luckily, her optimism keeps a smile on her face and a happy in her heart. Only with her Pokémon partners will C.J. share the unbearable loneliness that occasionally creeps up on her.

PARTNER}
A rather anxious Ekans called Zulu accompanies C.J. The sweet snake often retreats into the folds of C.J.'s jacket, securing itself around the girl's slim arm. Despite her partner's obviously opposite personality, C.J. loves the creature fiercely. Her love is returned ten fold by Zulu, and he tries desperately to show his bravery in order to impress his friend.

INVENTORY} 1 Pokéball

Pokemon: The path is yours (Gen 1)

Coraline

NAME}
Coraline Jenkins "C.J."

APPEARANCE}
It seems that C.J.'s body grew faster than she aged. Her spindly legs carry her at a whopping 5'9", which is impressive for a mere teenager. Her face is rosy and youthful; her bright blue eyes framed by layers of mousy-brown hair. She loves stripes and polka-dots, so her everyday shirt consists of one of those two patterns. C.J. always sports a yellow jacket adorned with jade detailing that resemble Oddish sprouts. It was a congratulatory gift from her parents at the beginning of her adventure as a trainer. No matter the weather, C.J. always seems to be cold, so a pair of neutral leggings usually accompanies her worn jean shorts. To help make her figure look a little more proportional, she also wears rather tall, comfortable leather boots.

PERSONALITY}
C.J. is a boisterous youngster with little to no fear when it comes to her Pokémon adventure. In fact, she usually charges into skeptical situations with a confident, headstrong attitude. Her parents, both avid Pokémon photographers, let their daughter accompany them on many of their own excursions. She has spent her entire life examining and interacting with the creatures in their natural habitats. She is known to have a fiery temper at times, but her demeanor is overall warm and welcoming. She's never met a stranger, so her acquaintances are many. Unfortunately, because of her boldness, C.J. has never been able to truly bond with another trainer. As a child, many children were intimidated by C.J. and shied away from friendship. Luckily, her optimism keeps a smile on her face and a happy in her heart. Only with her Pokémon partners will C.J. share the unbearable loneliness that occasionally creeps up on her.

PARTNER}
A rather anxious Ekans called Zulu accompanies C.J. The sweet snake often retreats into the folds of C.J.'s jacket, securing itself around the girl's slim arm. Despite her partner's obviously opposite personality, C.J. loves the creature fiercely. Her love is returned ten fold by Zulu, and he tries desperately to show his bravery in order to impress his friend.

INVENTORY} 1 Pokéball

Home.

Adeline

n a m e.
Adeline "Del" Mortis

a g e.
26 years

s p e c i e s.
Common death adder

a b i l i t i e s.

• Adaptive camouflage- Although the scales on Del's transformed skin are limited in their color-changing capabilities, her mind is hyper-aware of her surroundings at all times. She is usually able to successfully blend in with most environments by utilizing a combination of her natural camouflage and perceptiveness.
• Sinister stealth- Patience is a virtue, and Del will wait for days to execute a mission without any trace of foul play.
• Terrific swimmer- When presented with a chase, Del would much prefer a watery playing field. She propels through it with unparalleled ease and grace.
• Extreme reflexes- Dexterity doesn't even come close to describing the speed and precision of Del's limbs. Many of her gestures and actions cannot be followed by the human eye.
• Postsynaptic neurotoxin- "Beware the mouth of a Mortis girl." Wise words considering that Del can deliver a paralyzing venom that may also lead to respiratory failure, if the victim doesn't die first.

m o t i v a t i o n a l m u s i c.
"Boy with a Coin" -Iron & Wine

b a c k s t o r y.
Del and her sisters were abandoned by their mother at a young age, due to the nature of their scandalous conception. Miss Mortis was a suggestible mortal woman with very loose morals; known to pleasure even the filthiest of hybrids for a meager handful of coin. Her whereabouts are unknown to this day, although her name is still a dark whisper in many of the villages. When the girls came of age, the transformations slowly took their young lives. All but Del perished from the venom that their bastard father had genetically gifted. As she grew, so did her abilities and overall stoicism in regards to life. She's made a living by offering her deadly talents to vengeful mortals. Assassin, mercenary, murderer, a title matters little to Del, but her name is well known to mortals and hybrids alike. She claims allegiance to no one, and will work for whoever offers the most advantageous price.

o t h e r.
Despite the nature of her work, Del doesn't wear much for protection. She prefers delicate, feminine clothing that leaves little to the imagination. Her prey is so easily led astray by a pretty face, besides the fact that weightlessness aids to her stealth, speed, and overall movement. Because she disapproves of the taste of many mortal men, she prefers to kill with a twin set of poisoned daggers hidden beneath her thighs.

Home.

@Skinner35
I'm glad you're okay with the idea of a neutral... for now, anyway. I figure I'll play Del's persona and allegiance by ear once we begin the IC. <3&fluff
@MisterMisery
Also just realized that 3/4 characters' names begin with the letter, 'A'. I promise I didn't do that intentionally!

Home.

Adeline

n a m e.
Adeline "Del" Mortis

a g e.
26 years

s p e c i e s.
Common death adder

a b i l i t i e s.

• Adaptive camouflage- Although the scales on Del's transformed skin are limited in their color-changing capabilities, her mind is hyper-aware of her surroundings at all times. She is usually able to successfully blend in with most environments by utilizing a combination of her natural camouflage and perceptiveness.
• Sinister stealth- Patience is a virtue, and Del will wait for days to execute a mission without any trace of foul play.
• Terrific swimmer- When presented with a chase, Del would much prefer a watery playing field. She propels through it with unparalleled ease and grace.
• Extreme reflexes- Dexterity doesn't even come close to describing the speed and precision of Del's limbs. Many of her gestures and actions cannot be followed by the human eye.
• Postsynaptic neurotoxin- "Beware the mouth of a Mortis girl." Wise words considering that Del can deliver a paralyzing venom that may also lead to respiratory failure, if the victim doesn't die first.

m o t i v a t i o n a l m u s i c.
"Boy with a Coin" -Iron & Wine

b a c k s t o r y.
Del and her sisters were abandoned by their mother at a young age, due to the nature of their scandalous conception. Miss Mortis was a suggestible mortal woman with very loose morals; known to pleasure even the filthiest of hybrids for a meager handful of coin. Her whereabouts are unknown to this day, although her name is still a dark whisper in many of the villages. When the girls came of age, the transformations slowly took their young lives. All but Del perished from the venom that their bastard father had genetically gifted. As she grew, so did her abilities and overall stoicism in regards to life. She's made a living by offering her deadly talents to vengeful mortals. Assassin, mercenary, murderer, a title matters little to Del, but her name is well known to mortals and hybrids alike. She claims allegiance to no one, and will work for whoever offers the most advantageous price.

o t h e r.
Despite the nature of her work, Del doesn't wear much for protection. She prefers delicate, feminine clothing that leaves little to the imagination. Her prey is so easily led astray by a pretty face, besides the fact that weightlessness aids to her stealth, speed, and overall movement. Because she disapproves of the taste of many mortal men, she prefers to kill with a twin set of poisoned daggers hidden beneath her thighs.