Mage

An offer you can't refuse

Bamp. Back on business, looking for the stuff described at the 'current craving' section.

Pokemon: Coming of Age

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Sully told her that Viridan Forest used to be a solid place to catch bug types, but now, grass types and even water types were present in the area. These were marvelous news, Ivy giving a smirk when he mentioned making new friends, her hand reaching over the pokeball with Cyndaquil as her index finger tapped gently against the surface of the object. "Of course! I mean, I know trainers usually stick with six but I want to make as many friends as possible, you know?" Her smirk shifted into a wide smile before she began stepping forwards, heading towards the exit door.

Sully challenged her to a race as he went ahead and opened the door. The bright light invaded the room, Ivy stepping outside with a hand raised over her eyes, blinking a few times until her eyes adapted to the sun. She'd look from side to side, scanning the new area with widen eyes, it was enormous - she had probably seen a small portion of this place when her father was driving her here. Wow, it looks like this is endless field. She thought to herself, slowly turning to look at Sully, both of her arms moving to the side as she shrugged.

"Um. I will deny your challenge for now." Ivy giggled a little before she continued. "But I'd love to know if you know how to get in the bus station from here - I... I'm not really that good with directions, you know. Maybe I should buy a map if I have the chance..."

Naruto: Black Sun

Igarashi Aoi

𝙸𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝙰𝚘𝚒

“I was born under the storm, is it so bad to wish I live enough to see the sun shine?”

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▸ Name:

Aoi Igarashi.

▸ Clan:

Igarashi-ichizoku.

▸ Rank:

Genin.

▸ Sex:

♀ Female.

▸ Sex appearance:

♀ Female (A pretty one at that).

▸ Age:

13 years old.

▸ Age appearance:

Teenager.

▸ Sexuality:

Straight.

▸ Birthplace:

Amegakure.

▸ Village:

Amegakure.

▸ Affiliations:

ｘ Herself.
ｘ Amegakure's Shinobi Forces.

▸ Chakra natures:

Primary nature:

Raiton.

Secondary nature:

None.

Tertiary nature:

None.

▸ Appearance:

Years of training led the young kunoichi to develop a strong athletic body. Her features are sharp, especially her eyes that appear as if there is a constant glare latched onto them. Her hair is short and somewhat spiky on the back, with two bangs framing her face.

▸ Wardrobe:

placeohlder

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Biography

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▸ History:

The Igarashi clan is not a glorified clan, they are not rich and their situation is the same as any other clan that lives within Amegakure. They struggle, but they get around by possessing a selection of good, reliable and well-known shinobi under their name; The Igarashi, otherwise referred to as the Storm-clan of Amegakure, have been serving the same village for many years and will likely continue to do so for the remaining eternity. Their loyalty is their most precious trait and it lies totally and completely within Amegakure: It was enough to put a number of their members into a secretive organization known as Atarashi no Shugo-sha (嵐の守護者), the Stormguardians - some may claim that the organization's name was even derived from their clan itself, but that's merely a rumor and has been never confirmed.

The birth of Igarashi Aoi was celebrated as per tradition, every child born under a heavy storm will be celebrated because a bright future awaits - even though bright days are extremely rare to come by in their hometown. Her parents, Chouko and Nao, had been together for four years and she was their first child. Her childhood was quite uneventful, her parents managing to take good care of their newborn and were able to see their child become healthy - however, the Igarashi is known for rigorously training their shinobi since very young and Aoi was no exception. She first stepped into their training grounds at the age of five - her parents weren't very comfortable with it, especially because Chouko was not an Igarashi nor a shinobi and thus she found their rigorous methods difficult to watch, but her father affirmed her that their children had a grand future. She was, after all, born during a heavy storm.

Years have passed and Aoi had shown great premise. She was disciplined, well mannered, educated and even quiet - the last trait was somewhat uncommon in the Igarashi bloodline as they were known to be stern, selfish and 'loud as storm' caring only about themselves and their peers, but the head of the clan claimed that after every storm, a bright sun might show itself - referring that even in the midst of a clan known for their stern manners, a gentle or quiet soul may appear. Their fighting techniques and hiden clan techniques were taught very early to the young Aoi and she seemed to grasp them with ease. Their Arashiken (Storm Fist) was a technique that seemed to be brutal and merciless, but to use it effectively one needed to be fluid and gracious. Often, the clan's technique was called Arashi no ryūtai idō 嵐の流体移動 or "Elegant dance of the Storm" because their users literally appear to dance as they delivered powerful blows with their fists.

Aoi always seemed to enjoy the training as stern and rigorous as it was. It helped her graduate as one of the top members of her class, becoming a genin at the age of 13. She's anxious to go out on missions and aid the village in any way she can - after all, the clan's loyalty was also taught to her and the young kunoichi followed it like religion.

▸ Personality:

✓ Loyalty.

The Igarashi are known to be extremely loyal and this loyalty is apparently passed by the clan to their members.

✗ Insensitive.

The Igarashi's rigorous training leaves no room for sympathetic feelings towards the weak or the meek, Aoi does not concern herself with others well being.

✓ Disciplined.

A rigorous training led her to become very disciplined and obedient.

✗ Impatient.

Similarly to the reason above, a rigorous training - which she has enjoyed throughly her early life - led her to become very eager and interested in her own development. If she feels that someone or something is staggering her growth, she will not hesitate to voice it.

✓ Independent.

Aoi will hardly if ever rely on someone else to get through any hardship, she will not deny help, but she will always try to solve things on her own. This was something that she taught herself during her trainings, she noticed that the only way to become better is pushing your own limits without relying on others.

✗ Self-centered.

Of course, one of the traits her clan is known for. Between the success of a mission or the death of a squad member, the choice would be the former - unfortunately.

▸ Dreams and hopes:

ｘ A world where every shinobi is treated with equal respect and valor.
ｘ The success of the Igarashi clan, as in, the clan being recognized as a powerful clan and key reason to the success of Amegakure.
ｘ To see Amegakure thriving, in good condition and very good income, a village where there is no longer poverty and misery at every corner.
ｘ A chance to prove her own might and valor to all of Amegakure.

▸ Desires:

ｘ Achieve something grand that will be remembered through the ages, akin to the famous sannin of the past.
ｘ Direct recognization from shinobi she knows of and respects a lot.
ｘ To become the head of her clan.
ｘ Her own success as a shinobi, so that her parents and her clan will be proud of her.

▸ Fears:

ｘ Death is a naturally aggravating fear, since it would end all chances of achieving her dreams and desires.
ｘ Her clan being forgotten by history.
ｘ Failure in becoming a known shinobi or failing in making her clan proud.
ｘ Failing a mission in a way that is beyond repair.

▸ Motivations:

Aoi's motivations are extremely clear: She wants to become something strong, recognized by her clan and perhaps even respected shinobi such as the leader of Amegakure. She wants to become strong so that she may directly interfere with Amegakure's fate, as she firmly believes that her home village should not be ignored by the bigger nations as it falls into poverty and misery - it is her main motivator to take up the task of proving the world as a whole that Amegakure can be as succesful as any other nation, if not even more, simply because their will is as consistent as the ever falling rain and as poweful as the booming storm that looms over them.

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Military

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▸ S-rank Techniques

▸ A-rank Techniques

▸ B-rank Techniques

▸ C-rank Techniques

Lightning Release: Thunderbolt

▸ D-rank Techniques

Body Flicker Technique
Manipulated Shuriken Technique
Temporary Paralysis Technique
Shadow Shuriken Technique

▸ E-rank Techniques

Body Replacement Technique
Clone Technique
Rope Escape Technique
Transformation Technique

▸ Custom Jutsu:

嵐拳 Storm Fist - Arashiken
▸ Rank:

Varies greatly between users.

▸ Range:

Short / Self, fighting style.

▸ Description:

This style of fighting is inherently present in members of the Igarashi clan. The name is because this fighting revolves around utilizing lightning to amplify the damage of their taijutsu strikes - but not only that, their movements are fluid and elegant, with the graceful of rain yet with the impact of a storm. They are precise and lethal and leave no room for mercy, when an Igarashi strikes, electricity generated from their chakra at the tip of their fingers or knuckles passes ot their foes' body, causing an effect of numbness which leads them to believe that the strike was either weak or caused no harm simply because the pain was nullified. Dangers lies in their strikes when the electricity causes muscular spasms and contractions or more dangerously when it causes neurological damage and loss of conciousness.

The Arashiken has many other techniques derived from it and they all excel in offensive, with the occasional defensive technique. They are masters of nintaijutsu and the strength of their style lies in how it is used by those who utilize it - Aoi is adequate at most, as her training is far from done.

▸ Weaknesses:

This is a fighting style and not a technique on it's own.

嵐拳破壊 Storm Fist - Destroy - Arashiken Hakai
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Short.

▸ Description:

Lightning chakra flows through the user's arms and onto their fists - their fingers and knuckles are the chosen recipient where the chakra gathers and then remains there, their strikes are imbued with electricity. This is the core of the Arashiken, where their entire fighting style and moveset starts. There is more information above.

▸ Weaknesses:

Range is an obvious weakness, otherwise, effective use of wind chakra might block the technique's uses. A superior taijutsu fighter might also be able to avoid lethal strikes.

放電 Discharge - Hōden
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Medium.

▸ Description:

This technique requires concentration and focus from the user. Their lightning chakra spreads through their body and is condensed on the shoulders, hips and back - upon the user's request, they will expel this chakra violently in a circular area attack around themselves. Anything caught within the range will be electrocuted and suffer moderate damage. The chakra usage for this technique is extremely high, meaning that it is mostly used as a last resource, or a way to attack a large number of foes at once.

▸ Weaknesses:

Certain barriers may withstand it, otherwise, a fast enough nin might be able to create enough distance to avoid it entirely.

嵐保護 Storm Shield - Arashi Hogo
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Self - All sides.

▸ Description:

A technique used to deflect many throwable weapons at once. Through electricty, the user kneads lightning chakra and uses it to create a magnetic field that deflects metal weaponry with extreme effectiveness in all sides around them. This technique can be used to disarm an armed foe as well, by using it within their range. Once the technique is cast, an electric barrier raises around the user, weapons caught will float around them and once they end it, they will fall to the ground.

▸ Weaknesses:

Limited use and effectiveness.

嵐拳荒廃 Storm Fist Devastate - Arashiken Kōhai
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Short.

▸ Description:

The user will knead their chakra and spread it through their legs and arms, using it to stimulate their own nervous system, briefly increasing the speed of their neural synapses to boost their own speed - they will then charge at their enemy at blinking speed, flanking their sides or, if not able to, attacking directly with a series of punches and back-hand blows. This technique, while seemingly just a direct way to approach a foe, seems to make the user capable of responding extremely well to their newfound speed and even to threats with ease - but it only lasts for at most thirty seconds before the electricity wears off.

▸ Weaknesses:

Limited use and effectiveness. It also strains the user if they choose to overuse.

Naruto: Black Sun

Igarashi Aoi

𝙸𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝙰𝚘𝚒

“I was born under the storm, is it so bad to wish I live enough to see the sun shine?”

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▸ Name:

Aoi Igarashi.

▸ Clan:

Igarashi-ichizoku.

▸ Rank:

Genin.

▸ Sex:

♀ Female.

▸ Sex appearance:

♀ Female (A pretty one at that).

▸ Age:

13 years old.

▸ Age appearance:

Teenager.

▸ Sexuality:

Straight.

▸ Birthplace:

Amegakure.

▸ Village:

Amegakure.

▸ Affiliations:

ｘ Herself.
ｘ Amegakure's Shinobi Forces.

▸ Chakra natures:

Primary nature:

Raiton.

Secondary nature:

None.

Tertiary nature:

None.

▸ Appearance:

Years of training led the young kunoichi to develop a strong athletic body. With striking features, such as her sharp eyes and overally sharp expression that appears to be a constant glare make her stand out as someone intimidating to most who are not used to her. Her jetblack hair is often tied in a bun, with two bangs framing her face evenly. Her eyes are dark and her long eyelashes make them rather distinct to look at.

▸ Wardrobe:

Her attire of choice consists of an orange shirt with a black top underneath, loose pants tied with bandages on the waist, a pair of black gloves that end just before the elbow with a white wrappings and knee-high black shinobi sandals.

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Biography

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▸ History:

The Igarashi clan is not a glorified clan, they are not rich and their situation is the same as any other clan that lives within Amegakure. They struggle, but they get around by possessing a selection of good, reliable and well-known shinobi under their name; The Igarashi, otherwise referred to as the Storm-clan of Amegakure, have been serving the same village for many years and will likely continue to do so for the remaining eternity. Their loyalty is their most precious trait and it lies totally and completely within Amegakure: It was enough to put a number of their members into a secretive organization known as Atarashi no Shugo-sha (嵐の守護者), the Stormguardians - some may claim that the organization's name was even derived from their clan itself, but that's merely a rumor and has been never confirmed.

The birth of Igarashi Aoi was celebrated as per tradition, every child born under a heavy storm will be celebrated because a bright future awaits - even though bright days are extremely rare to come by in their hometown. Her parents, Chouko and Nao, had been together for four years and she was their first child. Her childhood was quite uneventful, her parents managing to take good care of their newborn and were able to see their child become healthy - however, the Igarashi is known for rigorously training their shinobi since very young and Aoi was no exception. She first stepped into their training grounds at the age of five - her parents weren't very comfortable with it, especially because Chouko was not an Igarashi nor a shinobi and thus she found their rigorous methods difficult to watch, but her father affirmed her that their children had a grand future. She was, after all, born during a heavy storm.

Years have passed and Aoi had shown great premise. She was disciplined, well mannered, educated and even quiet - the last trait was somewhat uncommon in the Igarashi bloodline as they were known to be stern, selfish and 'loud as storm' caring only about themselves and their peers, but the head of the clan claimed that after every storm, a bright sun might show itself - referring that even in the midst of a clan known for their stern manners, a gentle or quiet soul may appear. Their fighting techniques and hiden clan techniques were taught very early to the young Aoi and she seemed to grasp them with ease. Their Arashiken (Storm Fist) was a technique that seemed to be brutal and merciless, but to use it effectively one needed to be fluid and gracious. Often, the clan's technique was called Arashi no ryūtai idō 嵐の流体移動 or "Elegant dance of the Storm" because their users literally appear to dance as they delivered powerful blows with their fists.

Aoi always seemed to enjoy the training as stern and rigorous as it was. It helped her graduate as one of the top members of her class, becoming a genin at the age of 13. She's anxious to go out on missions and aid the village in any way she can - after all, the clan's loyalty was also taught to her and the young kunoichi followed it like religion.

▸ Personality:

✓ Loyalty.

The Igarashi are known to be extremely loyal and this loyalty is apparently passed by the clan to their members.

✗ Insensitive.

The Igarashi's rigorous training leaves no room for sympathetic feelings towards the weak or the meek, Aoi does not concern herself with others well being.

✓ Disciplined.

A rigorous training led her to become very disciplined and obedient.

✗ Impatient.

Similarly to the reason above, a rigorous training - which she has enjoyed throughly her early life - led her to become very eager and interested in her own development. If she feels that someone or something is staggering her growth, she will not hesitate to voice it.

✓ Independent.

Aoi will hardly if ever rely on someone else to get through any hardship, she will not deny help, but she will always try to solve things on her own. This was something that she taught herself during her trainings, she noticed that the only way to become better is pushing your own limits without relying on others.

✗ Self-centered.

Of course, one of the traits her clan is known for. Between the success of a mission or the death of a squad member, the choice would be the former - unfortunately.

▸ Dreams and hopes:

ｘ A world where every shinobi is treated with equal respect and valor.
ｘ The success of the Igarashi clan, as in, the clan being recognized as a powerful clan and key reason to the success of Amegakure.
ｘ To see Amegakure thriving, in good condition and very good income, a village where there is no longer poverty and misery at every corner.
ｘ A chance to prove her own might and valor to all of Amegakure.

▸ Desires:

ｘ Achieve something grand that will be remembered through the ages, akin to the famous sannin of the past.
ｘ Direct recognization from shinobi she knows of and respects a lot.
ｘ To become the head of her clan.
ｘ Her own success as a shinobi, so that her parents and her clan will be proud of her.

▸ Fears:

ｘ Death is a naturally aggravating fear, since it would end all chances of achieving her dreams and desires.
ｘ Her clan being forgotten by history.
ｘ Failure in becoming a known shinobi or failing in making her clan proud.
ｘ Failing a mission in a way that is beyond repair.

▸ Motivations:

Aoi's motivations are extremely clear: She wants to become something strong, recognized by her clan and perhaps even respected shinobi such as the leader of Amegakure. She wants to become strong so that she may directly interfere with Amegakure's fate, as she firmly believes that her home village should not be ignored by the bigger nations as it falls into poverty and misery - it is her main motivator to take up the task of proving the world as a whole that Amegakure can be as succesful as any other nation, if not even more, simply because their will is as consistent as the ever falling rain and as poweful as the booming storm that looms over them.

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Military

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▸ S-rank Techniques

▸ A-rank Techniques

▸ B-rank Techniques

▸ C-rank Techniques

Lightning Release: Thunderbolt

▸ D-rank Techniques

Body Flicker Technique
Manipulated Shuriken Technique
Temporary Paralysis Technique
Shadow Shuriken Technique

▸ E-rank Techniques

Body Replacement Technique
Clone Technique
Rope Escape Technique
Transformation Technique

▸ Custom Jutsu:

嵐拳 Storm Fist - Arashiken
▸ Rank:

Varies greatly between users.

▸ Range:

Short / Self, fighting style.

▸ Description:

This style of fighting is inherently present in members of the Igarashi clan. The name is because this fighting revolves around utilizing lightning to amplify the damage of their taijutsu strikes - but not only that, their movements are fluid and elegant, with the graceful of rain yet with the impact of a storm. They are precise and lethal and leave no room for mercy, when an Igarashi strikes, electricity generated from their chakra at the tip of their fingers or knuckles passes ot their foes' body, causing an effect of numbness which leads them to believe that the strike was either weak or caused no harm simply because the pain was nullified. Dangers lies in their strikes when the electricity causes muscular spasms and contractions or more dangerously when it causes neurological damage and loss of conciousness.

The Arashiken has many other techniques derived from it and they all excel in offensive, with the occasional defensive technique. They are masters of nintaijutsu and the strength of their style lies in how it is used by those who utilize it - Aoi is adequate at most, as her training is far from done.

▸ Weaknesses:

This is a fighting style and not a technique on it's own.

嵐拳破壊 Storm Fist - Destroy - Arashiken Hakai
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Short.

▸ Description:

Lightning chakra flows through the user's arms and onto their fists - their fingers and knuckles are the chosen recipient where the chakra gathers and then remains there, their strikes are imbued with electricity. This is the core of the Arashiken, where their entire fighting style and moveset starts. There is more information above.

▸ Weaknesses:

Range is an obvious weakness, otherwise, effective use of wind chakra might block the technique's uses. A superior taijutsu fighter might also be able to avoid lethal strikes.

放電 Discharge - Hōden
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Medium.

▸ Description:

This technique requires concentration and focus from the user. Their lightning chakra spreads through their body and is condensed on the shoulders, hips and back - upon the user's request, they will expel this chakra violently in a circular area attack around themselves. Anything caught within the range will be electrocuted and suffer moderate damage. The chakra usage for this technique is extremely high, meaning that it is mostly used as a last resource, or a way to attack a large number of foes at once.

▸ Weaknesses:

Certain barriers may withstand it, otherwise, a fast enough nin might be able to create enough distance to avoid it entirely.

嵐保護 Storm Shield - Arashi Hogo
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Self - All sides.

▸ Description:

A technique used to deflect many throwable weapons at once. Through electricty, the user kneads lightning chakra and uses it to create a magnetic field that deflects metal weaponry with extreme effectiveness in all sides around them. This technique can be used to disarm an armed foe as well, by using it within their range. Once the technique is cast, an electric barrier raises around the user, weapons caught will float around them and once they end it, they will fall to the ground.

▸ Weaknesses:

Limited use and effectiveness.

嵐拳荒廃 Storm Fist Devastate - Arashiken Kōhai
▸ Rank:

C.

▸ Range:

Short.

▸ Description:

The user will knead their chakra and spread it through their legs and arms, using it to stimulate their own nervous system, briefly increasing the speed of their neural synapses to boost their own speed - they will then charge at their enemy at blinking speed, flanking their sides or, if not able to, attacking directly with a series of punches and back-hand blows. This technique, while seemingly just a direct way to approach a foe, seems to make the user capable of responding extremely well to their newfound speed and even to threats with ease - but it only lasts for at most thirty seconds before the electricity wears off.

▸ Weaknesses:

Limited use and effectiveness. It also strains the user if they choose to overuse.

Pokemon: Coming of Age

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"I cannot wait to see them a..." The boy was interrupted by a loud and monotone voice that came from the television in the room. Ivy immediately turned to face towards it, her hands moving behind her, clasping together behind her back, finger curling around each other. Soon, Professor Arianna Oak began to speak - first congratulating them for winning the Ol lottery, then giving them a few hints of what they could expect in the near future. She also mentioned a task that were requested of them before they could move onwards freely, at this moment, Ivy already reached for her pokédex a few seconds before it pinged with a new message. She looked down at it, biting on her lower lip while thinking about this new task and potential adventure.

The task directed them toward Mt. Moon, near Pewter City. Ivy raised her hand and placed it atop her mouth as she read the next bit, murmuring a soft "That's terrible." and then continued scrolling the message down to finish it. She'd place her pokedex away once again, turning to face towards Sully who seemed slightly doubtful about the whole ordeal. She'd look to Cyndaquil, then to Piplup, tapping a gentle finger against her chin apparently considering the whole thing in her own mind. It took a brief while for her to speak and reply.

"Look, we should do it..." Ivy began, squatting down and picking up Cyndaquil, she gave the pokémon a few pets in the head before whispering softly to him. The pokémon nodded and then she took the pokémon's pokéball from her waist and opened it, the creature being absorbed by a flash of red light inside the small compartment. "But we should train before. I mean, if these gold diggers have been using explosives there, they will certainly fight us back, right? And as far as I know, Mt. Moon hosts a fair share of rock and ground types. Your Piplup will do good there, but my Cyndaquil... You get what I mean, right?"

Ivy paced around, moving from one side to the other for a few seconds. She'd finally stop and look directly at Sully, smiling warmly. "Well, maybe we could head north towards Viridian Forest and catch pokémon there! What do you think?"

Pokemon: Coming of Age

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The boy shook violently and fell onto his face, which made Ivy giggle a bit, her left hand covering her mouth whereas the Cyndaquil just kept slamming his tiny paws against the ground while laughing loudly - only stopping after Ivy gave him a glare. The boy seemed embarrassed, lowering his head and rubbing the back of his neck - Ivy had assumed that the boy could've taken a long trip here, as not all chosen trainers lived nearby just like Ivy herself. That, or he had eaten too much and just needed a rest. Whatever reason, there was no need to be embarrassed at all. The girl looked over at the Piplup then, smiling warmly at the penguin-like pokémon.

"He's so cute! I'm Viviene Nexan but people just call me Ivy." She'd take a few steps closer and extend her hand towards the boy and if he did take it, she'd give his hand a firm shake with a gentle squeeze before retreating her hand to her side. Ivy crouched down and gestured to the Piplup, waving her right a few times in his direction. "Hello there, Piplup! This is Cyndaquil." As she introduced her own pokemon, the fire-type walked closer to the Piplup, sniffing him before standing on it's hind legs and moving his own tiny arm closer the water-type, eagerly waiting for a handshake. Ivy looked up at the boy, smiling a bit as she added; "A few years ago, these pokemon were extremely rare in Kanto, you know? I'm so glad to have my own Cyndaquil!"

Pokemon: Coming of Age

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The Nexan family gathered to watch the Ol Trainer Program's draw. Twenty names, just like every year, would be randomly chosen to receive an immense early help in their pokémon trainer journey. Vivienne's name was in it as well and the girl couldn't hide her anxiety, rocking back and forth in the couch with her eyes latched on the TV screen. The current head of the Oak Institute, name Arianna Oak, finally finished her speech and the draw began. The screen flicked, with thousands of names rotating over at the screen until it stopped, selecting the first lucky individual: Gregory Handscombe.

Ivy bit onto her lower lip, clasping her hands together in front of her face, resting her chin against her hands. If she was elected this year, she would find another way to venture into the world - she meant it. She just knew it was the right thing to do; she was about to finish her studies, she needed to find a job - but what else could she do with the same excellency as exploring the world and learning more about it? She constantly thought about the choices of professions to specialize in... And the one of a pokémon trainer was the most exciting, adventurous one. Perhaps she could use one of her mother's grass types to catch her first pokémon and carry on her dream?

Damn, why... are you even thinking so negatively, Ivy? The draw isn't done yet. The girl scoffed herself in her own thoughts - only to be shaken out of it as apparently another name was called: Mark Longfield. Sixteen names had already been called, so her hopes being extremely low were comprehensible, at least. There were thousands of people in the waiting list and Ivy had only been there for... a few months, ever since she had turned eighteen. The next name was Hanna Carey and her mother jumped a little on the couch, blinking.

"Hanna Carey? That's Mrs. Carey daughter!" The woman commented, a hand running through her dirty blonde hair. Just as she turned to her husband to comment about the one trainer they knew, the next name was called. Ivy's hands trembled, her heart skipped a beat and she felt as if she was just about to have a heart attack. Her mouth went dry, her eye widened and her expression completely blankly with disbelief: Had she heard right? Was that really her photo on the TV screen? Her fingertips spread themselves around her mouth as it hanged agape, her pale skin even paler.

Her father, who took a day off just to watch the draw with his family today, stood up and placed both hands at either side of his bald head, his mouth in an oval shape as he struggled with his own desire to scream in excitement. Instead, he turned and extended both arms, wrapping either arm around his wife and his daughter, his eyes filling with tears - there was no denying it, he was happy that his daughter would have a very valuable attempt at following her dream. His name was Robert Jr. Nexan and honestly, the burly man always wanted to become a breeder but never had the opportunity to. He grew following his late father's footsteps and became a mechanic, spending his days fixing cars and trucks, being covered in oil head to toe and occasionally arguing with his boss who always wanted him to work miracles without the right parts.

The mother, meanwhile, was already crying wildly; she was always sensitive and this was particularly a strong reason to. As mentioned before, thousands of youngling were currently in the draw for the Ol Trainer Program and only twenty were chosen, to have your daughter's name in these twenty... The woman was sure that it was either destiny or a stronger force. She was particularly superstitious after all. Dalilah Fernandes Nexan was a woman that actually managed to live off the things she really enjoyed doing: Plants and helping others. As a botanist, she always had a strong knowledge regarding plants and herbs- and since she loved them a lot, the woman choose to set up a herbs shop, growing specific ones to help with illnesses and their treatments. With sections for both human and pokémon, her shop became a frequent stop for trainers trying to recover their pokémon - especially those inflicted with poison. Apparently carrying an antidote wasn't something.

Now, Ivy herself... She was slowly sinking back into reality. Her mind had wandered far, she was already imagining herself battling with the Elite, famous trainers around the world, collecting badges, discovering epic adventures, catching legendary pokémon - though, she wasn't so silly to think all that would come with the blink of an eye. The Ol Trainer Program gave a helping hand to starters, to trainers that would only begin their adventure. She had a very long way to go, but this was it. On a few days from now, she would begin her journey.

That day, Ivy couldn't even sleep. She just kept overthinking things, her first steps, where she would go... what she would achieve. Being the first one up at the next morning, she received the letter from the Institute personally. She must've read the letter at least fifteen times to make sure she wasn't misreading or missing an important detail. At 23^rd of this month, she would finally get her first pokémon and start her own journey. She informed her family and they were quite supportive - even though they were worried at the same time, they wouldn't stand in the way of their daughter's dream.

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Finally, the day where Ivy's journey would officially start. She woke up her father earlier than expected, being way too anxious to wait any further. The family had what could've been possibly the fastest breakfast ever before Robert drove them to Pallet Town, where the Institute was located. Ivy was dressed in a white tank top with, a black and green camo jacket, black cargo pants and a pair of dark brown boots. She had some accessories as well, such as headphones currently around her neck, fingerless brown gloves, her glasses and a loose dull yellow hat. The drive from their hometown to Pallet was actually short, but to Ivy, it seemed as if an eternity had passed.

They left her as close as possible. Both of her parents hugged her tight and said that she should be cautious and etcetera, before they left. Finally, the girl began walking towards the Institute. She was already feeling tremendously nervous and the sight of the amazingly huge structure only made the feeling worse. Her eyes widened behind the pair of glasses as she looked it from outside - words just couldn't describe the place. It was as if there was a city within a city. Dusting her chest and stomach with her hands and taking a deep breath, the girl entered the institute.

... Inside it seemed even bigger. A woman sat behind a desk - the receptionist, Ivy assumed. She tried to focus and move directly in front of the desk, where the woman greeted her warmly.

"Welcome to the Oak Institute, how may I help?" The girl nodded sharply, her hands already searching for one another, clasping together behind her back. "Ahh, hey there. I'm Vivienne Nexan, I was selected in the Ol Trainer Program..." Ivy informed the woman, who shortly after, replied back; "Right. Everything is in order with your registration. Now, you should head to the orientation room. If you head down the corridor to your right, follow the signs and they will take you to where you have to go."

Ivy flashed a smile and thanked her; "Thanks a lot. Take care!" And then she did as told. She felt so small within this place. It was large - way too large to be honest. Through the windows, she could see a room with many eggs - then, a room with a group of white-coats apparently studying or researching. Nearing the last corridor, she stopped still, briefly. The imagery was something that had either come out of a book or a child's mind: Beautiful, lush green forestry with a similarly dream-like river running across the place, so many pokémon that Ivy's eyes just couldn't register them all. She smiled broadly, knowing that her journey from now on would be filled with places just like that.

Finally reaching her destination, she entered the orientation room, only to be greeted by a man who called her out by name: "Welcome to orientation Vivienne. I'm Professor Hackett." She assumed that all of her information was passed by the receptionist. Smart and quick - this place was a mixture of natural beauty and technology. Marvelous!

"Hey there Mrs. Hackett." Ivy greeted the man back, just as he beckoned her over, informing the eager trainer; "If you want to come over here were can get you set up and off to the waiting rooms." Ivy listened to the request and hastily made her way across the room, stopping at the opposite table the scientist waited at. The man reached into a box and pulled out what was clearly a Pokedex, handing over to her.

"As promised in our letter here is your very own Pokedex. In addition to being a log of what pokemon you encounter it has additional functionalities. It is a mobile telephone, GPS, diary, music player and has many other functions. I could list them all for you now but you'd never get started on your journey." Oddly enough, hearing that it had a music player made the girl smile warmly. Her old music player was already starting to malfunction and it was driving her mad in all honesty. Still, the pokedex had a lot of functionalities that seemed extremely useful for a starter trainer, she couldn't imagine a trainer getting anywhere without one. "Wow, it's just awesome!" The scientist smiled and continued on.

"Exactly. It has come pre-programmed to include the phone numbers of your emergency contacts and Professor Oak. In addition to this we have..." As the man spoke he pulled out a card from the other box, "...your OI Card. This will get you fed and transported anywhere in Kanto at no cost to yourself. In addition it can also be used to book you into hotels." She couldn't keep her eyebrows from arching in surprise. Fed, transport and even hotels - all free of charge because of this lovely card here? Ivy knew that hte institute offered a lot of help but this was beyond measure. Before she could say anything, the man held out a handful of pokedollars to her. A courtesy.

"Oh my... I don't even know what to say..." The eager trainer was flustered, this was just so much - she had to keep herself from crying and further embarrassing herself. Apparently she was just as soft as her mother. Finally, Professor Hackett stood up and apparently picked up something else.

After he turned back, Ivy could see perfectly that what he held was a pokeball. She felt her heart skip a beat and exhaled a brief sigh, her breathing clearly becoming less stable. The man chuckled and held it out to her.

"And finally, I'm willing to bet you've been waiting for this. Go ahead, open it." Without another word, Ivy stood and extended her arm, picking the pokeball up. She eyed it over, holding the item close to her face before clicking the middle button - an arc erupted from it, a red flash quickly materializing in the shape of a... Cyndaquil. The pokemon yawned before shouting - as most pokemon - it's own name. Ivy, at this point, cried as she leaned down on her knees and wrapped her arms around the puzzled pokemon. It quickly warmed up to her, though.

The professor cleared his throat at a buzzling sound coming from his desk. "Apologies but I must interrupt. Another trainer is waiting for me so... I bid you and Cyndaquil good luck on your journey - please, don't forget the pokeballs over there and then you can leave through that door, over there." Ivy nodded, quickly gaining her composure back. She gave the cyndaquil a pat in the head and beckoned him to follow her. "Come on, Cyndaquil. Let's go." The pokemon replied with a 'Quil!' and the pair began walking, with Ivy briefly stopping to pick the pokeballs with her name before leaving through the door. There was a small corridor which led to a small area with various doors, each with an electronic panel above them showing a different number. Without overthinking things, Ivy made her way to the third door - she didn't regret a single bit of her decision. The comfortable room had a large TV showing: 'PLEASE WAIT', a table filled with all kinds of treat and food and inviting seats. The Cyndaquil and it's trainer approached the table, looking at one another with wild smiles. Ivy ate only a handful, while Cyndaquil seemed a little more intent on eating. Finally, they slowly made their way over to the couch - only to find another trainer and a pokemon sleeping there. A boy and a piplup.

Ivy wasn't sure if she should wake them up or let them rest - Cyndaquil, on the other hand - didn't think twice before releasing a loud: "Cyndaaaquil!" Which made Ivy quickly pick the pokemon up and cover it's mouth. "Don't do that, Cyndaquil! We don't even know them!"

Pokemon: Coming of Age

‛𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯! 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴!’

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Extras

𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆:
Vivienne "Ivy" Nexan

𝑨𝒈𝒆:
Eighteen (18)

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚:
Vivienne - or rather, Ivy as she is more commonly referred as by her family and friends always had a knack for studying and learning about different things. She enjoyed throuhgly expanding her knowledge on different fields - especially pokémon and pokémon research. From the young age of six, her parents were really considering that their daughter could become a pokémon research, with her own lab and all - but she made clear from the very beginning that what she was more interested in, was becoming a trainer. Studying however, always made Ivy question a lot about things and not in the usual know-how way. She really gave things thought, always considering a lot of what ifs for example; she, even when young, was contemplative and thoughtful. This never took her out of her focus, though, as she was always slowly moving towards her goal of becoming a trainer. Otherwise, she's a very relaxed person - easy to get along with. She enjoys making new friends and is very eager about everything new to her - adventure, people, pokemon. If it's new, she'll likely enjoy it throughly.

► ► L I K E S:

• _ADVENTURE
  𝙸𝚟𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
• _MUSIC
  𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚑𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚖𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.
• _READING
  𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜, 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚜 - 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜, 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝙸𝚟𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝.

► ► 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔:

• _STRESS
  𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙸𝚟𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.
• _ARROGANCE
  𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎...𝙸𝚟𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎
• _LOSING
  𝙻𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜, 𝙸𝚟𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 - 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝.

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅:
Ivy's mother was a botanist - something that sparked her curiosity and interest in studying early on. She'd often read about herbs and plants and even help her mother when she could. Occasionally, their home was visited by young trainers with grass type pokémon that had been hurt badly in battle, to help them heal which made Vivienne very interested in pokémon as well - she spent more time inside reading and studying than outside playing with other kids of her age. Her father worked as a mechanic, fixing trucks and other vehicles, he could make enough money to give his family a relatively comfortable life and occasionally a kind trainer would leave gifts to Ivy's mother after she helped their pokémon recover.

The family often made short trips to the nearby town to buy supplies and other necessities, since they lived in a very small town. Ivy's father always promised her that one day they would live in a house as large as the ones in there where they could have as many pokémon as Ivy wanted - and she always answered that she only needed six to become a champion. In her thirteen birthday, her father got home from work with a Herdier. The pokémon had been found next to the road - it seemed in bad shape, as if it had lost against a wild pokémon or something like that. Ivy and her mother did the best they could to keep the pokémon stable before they quickly took the trip to the town's pokémon center.

As they arrived there, a boy was crying while sitting on the couch, his hat resting under his elbow pressing against his knee. He seemed extremely tense - lost in his own problems while Ivy and her family rushed through the pokémon center with the Herdier in their arms. The boy saw the commotion and immediately walked over to them, exclaiming that the Herdier was his and he thought he had lost him forever. The boy told them his story: A group of wild spearows attacked him and everything was alright, he fought them back with his Herdier - then a Fearow attacked him and he tried to call his companion back to his pokéball, but the brave pokémon kept dodging and trying to fight the Fearow back, only for the large bird pokémon to grab the smaller normal type and take off with him, making the boy desperate. Ivy asked if he didn't search for him and the boy said he did for hours and that he came to the pokémon center to ask for help - finally, he thanked Ivy and her family for finding and taking care of him, then gave Ivy a gift: A headphones and a simple music player.

Years passed since that and Ivy still keeps her headphone close and has ever since became quite addicted to music. She was far more resolute about becoming a trainer and taking off in a - hopefully - epic adventure. Her family wasn't entirely content with it, but they couldn't stop her at all - they knew how fierce and determined she could be once she had her mind set on something. It was then that she finally bid her family goodbye and set off on her own.

𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆:
Ivy wants to discover more about the world and pokémon in a practical way. She had enough theory.

𝑷𝒐𝒌𝒆́𝒎𝒐𝒏:

► Cyndaquil

^{Gender: Male}

^{Attacks: Flamewheel | Smokescreen | Quick Attack | Ember}

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