Joshua Tamashii

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

@KoL yeah, sorry for the delay on that. I got a bit busy.

But I can't wait for Amelia to meet her roommate, whoever it might be in the end.

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

Amelia sighed with relief once she finally reached her room. It had been such a long day and she was already a bit tired but she knew she didn't have much longer until the day was over. Entering her room, she saw that her supposed roommate was not there at the momentand took this opportunity to examine her new abode. As to be expected, it was a lavish place, filled with the kind of décor she could only dream of having back home. This thought caused her to stop for a second to reflect on her journey here.

The first part of her trip had been relatively uneventful. Traveling by ship from the United States of New Columbia over to Europa, since there was no one she knew and she didn't seen anyone she thought was going to Saint Hirst as well. Once she was off the ship, she had to find her way from the docks to the train station, which had been a nightmare since communication was a bit complicated due to both her disability and the language barrier. Luckily for her though, she had managed to catch the train just in time and from there it was a one way trip to the Dukedom of Sabrie. While on the train, she had met several of her soon to be classmates but she had been too shy to try and 'talk' to them, fearing how they might react to her being a mute. As a result, she had mostly kept to herself and in her little section of the train for the long trip, only getting up when she needed to or to stretch her legs after she had been sitting for too long.

When the train finally stopped at her destination, she remembered feeling equal parts fearful and nervous. She had been excited because she was finally at this school that only the rich or a select few got to attend. She was nervous since she felt like a fish out of water and completely isolated and like she didn't really belong. Despite her fear though, she got off the train and joined her fellow students in milling about the school as their things were taken to their rooms, Amelia finding it difficult to separate herself from her belongings despite knowing she would get them back. In the time between their arrival and the welcoming ceremony, she had wondered the school with no particular destination in mind, ending up a bit lost but still managing to make it to the assembly in time.

She had tried to say awake during the assembly but ultimately she, like many others, had failed to keep interest and found her mind wandering to her insecurities again. When it was finally over, she was snapped out of her thoughts by the stampede of students going to get their room assignments. She was one of the last to get hers and she had bowed respectfully to the teachers who had given them to her as a sign of respect before making her way to her room, getting delayed due to getting lost again.

Bringing herself back to the present, she moved over to her belongings and went through them, making sure everything was there before getting up and leaving the room. Eventually, she would find her way to the dining hall but she stopped just outside of it by the doors. Her nervousness was getting the better of her again and she hesitated to enter the room, unsure of what exactly lay beyond and more then a little scared of meeting her peers.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I am always interested in a Fairy Tail RP, though it's a little intimidating coming in blind to such a long running RP.

@Ms Patoots

There's no pressure. Everyone here is friendly.

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink

Amelia laughed as it seemed Larvesta was happy with the attention she was giving it. She saw the Ralts were moving around as normal now and was happy to see the little things were doing better now that those two bullies had left the area. As she continued to relax and dry off with Larvesta, Lorette came into the room and asked if she would be joining her on a trip back to the city since she needed to be there for any possible challengers. Considering she wanted to try and do the same thing, she figured it would be best. Besides, she might get lost in the forest too.
"I'm fine with doing that." She said, getting to her feet before moving over to the Ralts. Kneeling down to their height, she reached out and gave each of the little pokemon a pat on the head. "I must be leaving now. Thank you for the shelter. Maybe I'll come back some time in the future. Will you all be there to greet me if I do?"

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

Amelia

Name:
Amelia Artemia Averyonna

Age:
12

Grade:
1st

Nationality:
United States of New Columbia

Theme:
Pink and White Magnolias: A flower that represents dignity and elegance, two things Amelia hope to be able to carry herself with. The pink magnolia represents her shyness due to her new environment that is completely different from anything she has been around. The white magnolia represents her innocence and general ignorance to the ways of the rich and royal.

Appearance:
Amelia is small. Standing at a mere 4'4" and weighing just over 70lbs, she is very short for her age and is often mistaken for being younger then she really is. She possessed fair skin, short, straight blond hair that becomes darker at the tips, and bright, cerulean blue eyes. These features give her a look similar to a porcelain doll.

Outside of the school uniform, if she is allowed to wear casual cloths, Amelia wears a bit of a varied wardrobe. Growing up among the common folk, she does not possess any fancy dresses, nor is interested in them. She is fine wearing simple dresses, usually in the colors of blue, white, and green, but also red and purple on occasion and if they are available. She also likes to wear male cloths on occasion as well and if she hides her hair, she can pass off as a effeminate male. For accessories, Amelia is never seen without an umbrella or parasol, which she uses to protect her skin from the sun since it burns easily, and a ribbon is always wrapped around her right wrist to be used to tie up her hair for when she wants to sketch or paint. She is also often seen with a notepad to talk to other people should they not know sign language.

Bio:
Amelia was born into a lower-class family in the United State of Columbia, the second child of Thomas and Erina and younger sister of Alexander. Even from her early years, she was a bit of a burden on the family as she was often sick and in need of medicine that the family could barely afford. As she grew older this would become less frequent but she was still prone to getting sick more quickly and severely then most of the other children. Another issue that came to light while she was young was that the girl was a born mute, unable to speak a word despite her best efforts.

As she grew up, Amelia came to accept these flaws as part of who she was thanks to her parents, who doted on her and tried their best to make sure both their children were happy despite their financial troubles. Amelia's brother Alexander on the other hand, jealous of the extra attention his sister tended to receive, picked on and bullied her, attacking her psychologically and emotionally. While most of his attacks were little more then minor pranks to embarrass or belittle her, his worse one was when she was only six years old and he locked her out of the house during a particularly bad thunderstorm, letting her in only so he wouldn't get caught by their parents. This event led to the girl's massive fear of thunder and lightning, though regular rain does not bother her.

As the years went by, her families financial situation got better due her father, a merchant by trade, getting better business and being able to open his own shop, to better provide for his family. Amelia's talent as a artist also began blooming during these years, as sketching and painting were her main hobbies and she regularly practiced them, sometimes with a little help from some of her neighbors. By the time she was ten, she was able to make realistic landscapes and portraits with either a simply pencil or a brush and some paint.

Realizing their daughter would not be able to break out of the commoner life if she continued to live her current life. Putting her through a bit of a grueling study session, they had her participate for the scholarship tests for Saint Hirst Academy. Amelia managed to earn one of the few scholarships to the Academy

Sample Post:
It was with great reluctance that Amelia opened her eyes as a stray shaft of sunlight hit her in the face, waking her up from her slumber. Groaning to herself, she slowly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to get ready for the day. She was not a morning person and she hated the sun and it's entire existence right now. After getting cleaned and dressed for the day, wearing her favorite white dress, she headed downstairs to her family. After exchanging the usual greetings with her parents and not doing anything with her brother who in turn ignored her.

After breakfast, Amelia headed out the doors and into the streets of her home town. It was a quiet little place but it was beginning to grow and flourish as more people began settling into the area. The area was closing giving into civilization and losing nature in the process, a thought that made her sad. The surrounding landscapes could be so breathe taking and inspirational. She loved sketching or painting them but it seemed that little by little, her favorite spots were growing smaller or fewer. Sure, there was plenty in the surrounding area, but she never went very far due to safety concerns.

Moving through the streets, waving at the various townspeople she passed looking into the windows of several shops that she passed. She took her time at the general store and examine the sweets, resisting the urge to use her allowance on them, even though she really, really wanted to. continuing her walk, she reached the edge of town and walked a bit further until she reached her destination. Her favorite field, where flowers were growing as far as the eye could see. Finding a spot that was shaded by a nearby tree, she made herself comfortable and pulled out her sketchpad and a pencil, placing the lead tip to paper and going to work. Time quickly became lost to her as she focused on her task, blocking out all other distractions, her entire focus on the scene before her and her tools.

When she finally finished the task several hours later, she made her way back home. Her mother and father seemed to be out and thankfully so was her brother. At least, she had thought he was gone. As she headed upstairs, he came out of his room and moved her to her, scowling as they drew closer.
"Where've you been short-stop? Been out an about getting spoiled by everyone?" He asked, his tone angry for no reason as usual. Amelia just shook her head and lifted up her sketch pad. She knew he would know what she meant, so there was no need for sign language. Alexander simply scoffed and rolled his eyes at this before continue to speak. "You got a letter from that rich person school. Maybe it's the results from those tests you took. I wonder if you failed. Imagine, mom and dad spending all that money only for you to screw it up and wasting it. Then again, I have to question what kind of school would want a little burden like you? Anyway, it's in your room. Go see if they actually want you."

Amelia's stomach sank as she felt fear and dread wash over her in equal measure. After her brother moved past her, making sure to collide with her a bit as he did, she went to her room, closing the door behind her. She scanned the room, quickly spotting the letter on her bed and moved towards it, putting her pad down before picking it up. The letter was addressed to her and was seal with wax that had the Saint Hirst coat of arms. Taking a deep breathe to try and calm herself, she carefully opened the letter and pulled out the folded paper within. Opening the paper, she read it's contents once... twice... three times to be sure she was reading it correctly. She had passed. She had actually managed to get one of the scholarships into Saint Hirst. After the initial shock passed, she felt an overwhelming wave of joy as she held the letter to her chest, unable to believe she, a nobody with little talent of note, had been accepted into a school as well known as this.

The rest of the day was a blur to her. When she showed her parents the letter, they were overjoyed while her brother seemed to be livid by her acceptance. There was a small celebration in their home, with some of her friends and friends of her parents coming over to congratulate her as well. The rest of the time between then and her departure was spent preparing for her upcoming school life, getting her the supplies she would need while keeping her studies up. When the time finally came for her to leave, she was the most nervous she had ever been. She was just a small country girl going to a completely foreign land and a completely alien environment. As she left behind everything she knew for a realm of uncertainty, she could only hope that she didn't embarrass herself and found some way to fit in. And that she didn't arrive late.

Extras:

Pokémon: Start

Oh, my. Three new posts awaiting me as I wake up. Looks like I may need to take a loan of another 24 hours, or at the very least 12 hours before I can post. That is a wonderful feeling. Activity, I love it. Heh.

@Pirouette Nicely posted. ... *snicker* Obviously you head there. Why not? It's a prime example of a random building. Alright, then. Let's see how you handle.

@Joshua Tamashii Alright. Nicely posted. ... Though, hm. Yeah, Pokédexes does have the feature of checking where to find such Pokémon in the games... I'm not entirely sure I want the feature to be quite so extensive in this roleplay. It gives a feeling that the world's already cataloged, what's even the point of bringing a Pokédex here? Sure, in the video-games it's to ensure the player doesn't feel lost when wanting a specific Pokémon, but in the roleplay I don't entirely want to just hand you that information. That's what I have the "known Pokémon per route" thing, for. I like to think Isson as previously unvisited by any kind of Pokédex.

But, of course, asking locals or experienced Isson trainers would show results, intended as the alternative.

@Rune_Alchemist Yeah, nicely posted. I've very curious as to what's been discussed there. Anyways. Let's see where this goes~

@PlatinumSkink

Noted. I shall edit.

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink

Amelia watched and listened to the various reaction to her little speech. The red-head got angry at her for compairing them to Team Amethyst, though at this point she didn't see the difference between them and this group, but calmed down and seemed a little shocked when she said she would stay put. After the phone call was made and the grunts left, Amelia sighed with relief as Lorette questioned what had just happened.
"I guess so. Maybe their Elite realized that attacking Driffloon while it was just being friendly was a mistake on his part." Amelia said before heading back into the shrine. She smiled down at the Ralts that were there. "Everything's okay now. The bad men went away, so you don't need to be scared anymore."

After making sure the little pokemon were okay, she returned to the room with the Larvesta and got comfortable, her cloths now freshly soaked from the rain she had reentered. She kept close to the Bug/Fire pokemon and gently pet it's head.
"Thank you for warming me up." She said to it. If/When Lorette came into the room, she looked up at the Gym Leader and gave her an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that drama. Hopefully they won't come back and bother the pokemon here."

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink I'll try to get something up today. But no guarantees.

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink if you wish

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink I don't really have anything much to say so skip over me. Since Erza is heading in Amelia's direction, I'll reply once he arrives.