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Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Alright you guys! You know the drill~

Get to da lab after a few shenanigans.

and lets not spend two weeks in the lab this time, kay?

@Rune_Alchemist

Three weeks or bust

Kingdom Hearts: Shattered Planes (Open to Applications!)

:/ Well that's a bummer.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Gwen

Name:

Gwyneth Emma King
Goes by ‘Gwen’

Age:

16

Gender:

Female

Appearance:



Gwen’s a small chick. Small bones, small body, small everything. She reaches about 5'3ft if she stretches for it. She sports a small bob cut, longer in front, shorter in back. Her hair is naturally pale, but she's dyed a black strip on the left side of her head, and the lower half towards the rear has all been tar’d up.

Down from that would be her dark blue eyes. Or eye. Left eye, to be precise. Her right eye has a deep ‘X-shaped’ starting from the midpoint between her eyebrow and the eye itself, and ending about at her cheekbone. While the scar is rather old by this point, it still has a bit of a redness to it. Due to a damaged nerve, she is unable to open her right eye. Her vision in that eye is severely damaged anyway, so whatever.

She has a slender frame and thin limbs. If she’s out in public, she’ll usually be seen wearing a simple band-tee. If it’s cold, she’ll even add her pikachu hoodie, but not without mumbled complaints. And she almost always wears some kind of baggy jeans and tennis shoes.

Gwen is an amputee. Her left leg was amputated above the knee. Several deep scars remain from her accident. She uses a rather durable prosthetic to walk/bike/hike. She’s become quite adept at it over the years, and can walk rather naturally with it, though a close observer can still see she favors one leg over the other.

Personality:

Gwen is a strong, fiercely independent woman and a creature of impulse. She does what she wants, when she wants. If you like it, rad. If not? Well, sucks to suck. She despises pity and will gladly say so. She can come across as rather loud and abrasive but…

Well, no, there is no but. She will speak her mind on anything and everything if given the chance. Or even if she has to take the chance by force. She’s really not that picky in that scenario. That being said, she’s not one to actively incite conflict. She just won’t go out of her way to avoid it. Never been a shy kid, that much is for sure. Tyranny, however, pisses her off something fierce. It’s like Authority, something else she’s not fond of, but worse.

Stubborn. About as stubborn as a goddamn mule. With a mouth so filthy that she’d make a sailor blush to boot. Be in a good spirit for Arceus’ sake. She has a bit of a mischievous streak to her, and is likely to make quips about others. The girl likes to laugh. And she likes to make others laugh. So she does what she does. She’s not about to pull punches on someone or avoid something she finds particularly funny. It’s just not in her nature.

Gwen’s not exactly a goody goody. She’s not above lying, cheating, or stealing. Hell, she’d do any of the above just for the hell of it. But when there’s something she wants on the line? She gets it. By any means necessary.

She’s not incredibly quick to trust people, and when when she does, she still keeps them at arm's length. Friends are cool and all, but friends are still people, and people suck.

History:

She fell from the sky, and sank into the sea. Surely she’d have died, were it not for he. Gwen remembers little from her early years. The earliest she can recall is not from her own memory, but from her father, Big Papa Earl King’s own little story. He was the captain aboard a shipping vessel, heading from Sinnoh to Unova. It was a trip he had made countless times before and countless times after. But this one time had different, had been special.

On a day much like any other, Earl went about his duties. It promised to be a dull afternoon, even in spite of the wind picking up.

But the confused murmuring of his crew had stirred him from that delusion. The rowdy crew wasn’t so rowdy. Their lively jabs at each other had vanished. And Earl soon found out why.

“Is that a kid?!”

Somebody yelled, pointing toward the sky. Ridiculous, but Earl searched nonetheless. So imagine his shock when he saw a little girl, she couldn’t be a day over three years old if that, falling. She was going to hit the water and sink like a bunch of bricks. So Earl peeled off his shirt and cap and dove into the water, swimming out to where she would land. As luck would have it, he wasn’t the only with that idea. A member of his crew, a Mr. Garfield, had hit the water right as he did, and the two men quickly broke water.

The little girl did hit the water. Hard. And she did go under. Deep.

But the two men were there, and they quickly retrieved her and swam her back to the ship.

Once safe and dry, the Captain tried to get any kind of information from the girl, but mostly failed. He got her name from her though. Gwyneth, according to a tag inside of her tiny jacket.

Unwilling to just abandon the child, and not wanting to force the child onto any of his men, the Captain took the girl in as one of his own. His wife had passed without leaving him a child. It felt like fate.

And so the girl lived with the Captain. The Captain lived in Unova, more specifically, in Castelia City, and so did the girl.

Life went about as normal as it could have for the two. Gwen in the early years would join the Captain on the boat when he sailed off, but as she grew older, simply stayed by herself at the homestead. It was during one of these times that the little girl had her damned accident.

She was waiting for the train. She had to go somewhere, though that somewhere has been lost to her, as are most details surrounding the accident. But one thing remains true: While Gwyneth Emma King was waiting for a train on a pleasant Friday morning, someone pushed the girl off the platform. Be it accidental or malicious, the fact remains that she had ended up on the tracks with a POWERFUL locomotive sprinting full speed right at her. She had injured her leg on the fall and couldn’t get back up. She crawled from the tracks, trying to get to the platform, to pull herself up, but she wasn’t quick enough.

The train barreled past her.

And rather than taking her ticket, it took her left leg.

The girl lived a life about as normal as one could expect from then on. She lived in a wheelchair for a while, but Earl managed to get a prosthetic built for her, and Gwen gave it her all to learn to walk again. She just didn’t waste her life sitting if she could help it.

Turns out she could.

About her tenth birthday, Earl King went out on his last voyage. The ship hit some rough waters and sunk. Earl didn’t survive. Gwen decided that she would. She lived off what she could for a while, but soon was forced to hit the streets. She lied, cheated, and stole to provide for herself. She would survive. She was homeless and hungry at times, but as she applied her trade, some nights she could afford to live a bit more on the good side of the tracks.

This went on for a while. Months. And then the past came strolling up to her one night.

Mr. Garfield.

He had heard of the terrible tragedy that had befallen his old captain, yet when he asked of the girl, he got no answer. So he went out, searching. And now here he was. He had finally found her. Unwilling to see her just die on the streets, Garfield offered to take her in. She took up his offer in tears.

That’s how she ended up a member of the Garfield homestead. The girl cleaned up, got settled in, and eventually ended up enrolled in the Pokemon Academy.

But now her time has come. Will Gwen have what it takes to conquer the Pokemon League Challenge? Or will she simply fade away into history?

Quirks/Habits/Other:

*Thief
*Flirt
*Afraid of heights
*Afraid of drowning/cannot swim
*Loves music
*Huge fan of ‘Own Tempo’

Inventory:

*Guitar (small) x1
*Guitar Bag (large) x1
*Map x1
*Guitar Picks x5
*Packs of Cigarettes x3
*Lighter x1
*Sets of Backup Clothes x3
*Small backpack with a tiny bedroll and basic tent buckled to the top x1

Pokemon:

-meep-

Theme:



TL;DR:

Small, loud, and proud, the Tiny Thief Gwen takes on the challenge!

Her color is Coral because wynaut?

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Sophia

Name:
Sophia Rhodes

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Appearance:


Hitting just about five foot ten, Sophia is a fairly tall woman. Her skin has the very faintest hint of a tan. She has a more slender build. She walks with a bit of a graceful bounce to her step, seemingly radiating joy. That joy even shows in her face. From her everlasting smile to her bright blue eyes, Sophia is just happy.

The girl tends to wear her blonde up in a ponytail, usually preferring a simple white scrunchie to keep things together. While she tries to keep herself looking presentable, she tends to gravitate towards safer outfits. Sophia, as of entering New Bark, was wearing a simple beige vest over a white short sleeved blouse with a blue skirt and around her neck was a green bow.

Personality:

There’s a bit of a calm that surrounds Sophia Rhodes, one that seems to follow her wherever she goes. While one might not say that she is the most energetic person around, she is wholeheartedly optimistic and quietly enthusiastic. She is proper and polite to a fault, always attempting her best to please everybody, even complete strangers. It is safe to say that she is rather comfortable in social situations. She just likes people in general. To be honest, it would take QUITE a bit to end up on her bad side. There’s a bit of a nurturing side to Sophia. She just wants to see her friends succeed and is willing to do anything to assist them.

Sophia, along with being rather social, is actually very intelligent and highly analytical, though being as humble as she is, would likely downplay it to a high degree. While being rather well versed in many subjects, is exceptionally drawn to Pokemon. She is utterly fascinated by them and is quite familiar with most of the major findings collected over few decades. It is that very fascination that lead the young lass to leave her home and embark on an adventure across her homeland. More specifically, it was the increase in Pokemon aggression. It was not out of want for the fortune or fame that she seeks the knowledge, rather, t’was simply a burning passion for knowledge.

Ms. Rhodes does not like conflict. Given a chance, she will most likely avoid it or search for another method of solving her problems. She is often taken advantage of for this, but Sophia takes it all in her stride. However, this rather poorly affects the girl’s abilities as a trainer. Logically, she should be able to quickly adapt to and counter a number of strategies. But she cannot seem to bring herself to bring others to danger. If there’s even a risk of a friend getting heart, she likely won’t take it. The well-being of her pokemon take precedent over something like winning anyday. If there is even a slight chance of finding a safer solution, she’ll find it. Due to this, if one were describing Sophia is just three words, they would likely mention kind, humble, and level-headed.

She lives up to these for the most part, but well…

Sophia is unfortunately a bit of a coward. Bravery wasn’t exactly gifted to her. Many things cause her to panic or lose her cool, including, but not limited to, spiders, heights, drowning, clowns, scarecrows, bugs, large bird pokemon, the dark, being alone, etc. And when she panics, Sophia finds herself unable to really do much. Rather than getting super hysterical, she tends to clam up, latching on to the nearest friendly soul and practically letting them drag her to safety. It’s worked for her thus far so...

History:

The young miss Rhodes hails from Blackthorn City, the fourth and last child, along with the only daughter, of the man behind both the largest mining operation Johto has ever seen and a rather ambitious logging operation near Azalea, the former General Arthur Rhodes IV. Growing up, she didn’t want for much, as Mr. Rhodes took great pride in providing for his family. Though he had three sons whom he loved dearly, Sophie took a special place in his heart. Her upbringing included the finest education his money and prestige could find, one that while putting great emphasis on proper etiquette when conducting all facets of daily life, also included a very deep and diverse curriculum of scholarly subjects.

Something that was not exactly covered, however, was Pokemon.

Arthur held a deep hatred for the creatures. It was his belief that the world would be just as fine if not better without them. Sophia, having no other real basis to judge them on, agreed wholeheartedly.

But being the curious lass that she is, she had her questions. And while her father’s answers satisfied her at first, as she grew older, she saw them as nothing more than empty words. So she turned her questions elsewhere. Her tutor. Manami Maki, a priestess of Violet City. The kind elder happily answered the lass’ questions, eventually opening her eyes to the wonders that Pokemon were capable of. She devoured any and all information she could get her hands upon, always wanting more. And eventually, she grew to learn all that Manami could teach her. So she took the next step.

She reached out to Professor Elm, via a letter. She sent them week after week, faithfully, until she finally got a response. She was ecstatic. She and professor continued writing for quite some time, her always set on her quest for knowledge, and he more than happy to share his life’s passion with any who would listen.

How troubling was it for young Sophia, then, when she learned that not even the renowned Elm could shed any light on the seemingly random shift in Pokemon of the region. When she expressed her frustration, the professor joked back that if she were so curious, then perhaps she should go on a journey for herself, to see if perhaps she could find the answer.

She took it to heart, and made perhaps the first impulsive decision of her life.

Without her family’s knowledge, Sophia acquired and fulfilled all prerequisites for her trainer’s license. Then, when the day grew near, she left her family home, leaving but a letter explaining her intentions to travel the land. She left out many of the details that might have made her plans TOO obvious, she just wanted to let them know that she would be fine, not give them a step-by-step guide on how to stop her, before fleeing in the night.

And despite it being a rather long and at times, terrifying, trip, she’s made it as far as New Bark without being caught, so that’s at least something, right?

Quirks/Habits/Other:
Cowardly
She is rather soft-spoken
While she is in decent enough shape, she’s not particularly athletic
Careful and considerate
Relatively level-headed under stress
Rather poor artistic ability
Exceptionally neat handwriting
Values cleanliness very highly

Inventory:
Extra clothing
Holo Caster
A simple gray backpack
Bedroll
Basic camping gear
Notebooks
Various books on Pokemon
An assortment of pens, pencils, and brushes

Pokemon:
n/a (Yet! :D)

TL;DR:
A kind, caring lass chasing the curious case of chaotic creatures.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Ooooh, I really like Cerise's theme!

Closed.

Damn it...everyone is judging me for being cheap...I am just doing it cus publicity is better than cash :'( xD

@gowia

Musician probs, yo.
The struggle is real T-T

Closed.

I should be able to get something up after work, but by all means, feel free to do the TS before then if you want/need to. I can play catchup :D

Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

@NarcissisticPotato
...Why not both? :D

Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

There are...Seven active male charries atm? And thirteen active females. Including both students and staff that is.

Honestly though, I'd say make what you want.

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@Ogobrogo Just as a note, Jack has only just introduced himself...so he isn't being chatted up :L Unless you are going with a 'what it looks like from their perspective' in which case ignore me and carry on :)

@gowia

You hit the nail on the head :D She's just making assumptions left and right. Sorry for any confusion!

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Made a slight edit to clear up the wording a bit. :D