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>:D I'm a vengeful god.

LOL no, I'm just the god of worms.
DENIED!

Nope, lol, accepted! A Mesprit person!
Well....crap, more like proportionally the size of the Red Spot. Nerd. :P

And yeah, you'll most likely be accepted, unless you try to be some Mega Evolving, double-legendary Mary Sue or something.
The day started like any other: well before the crack of dawn. Artyom woke with the sounds of birds on his open windowsill. He rolled out of bed, already dressed in his work clothes, and stumbled to the kitchen for his pre-made breakfast. Today's food was a lump of cheese and some crackers, along with the usual lukewarm herbal tea. The stuff tasted like garbage, but it gave him enough energy to start the day. Then he was out the door, following the familiar trail down to the docks. Artyom worked for a small fishing company that provided their catch to the Sailor's Guild for a nice price. Their food would then be sold to businesses who did not catch their own wares, and then the shopkeepers would sell it to the public. Artyom, his father, and the other 17 men were paid monthly in gold and provided fish to feed their families. It was an easy business where everyone made money.

Artyom arrived on the docks to see the beginnings of the sunrise, a steady lightening of the deep blue sky. The waves were calm and the birds glided lazily over the ocean. He closed his eyes and reached out with his magic. As expected, not many fish were hanging around the docks, but he could feel the beginnings of a school near the surface a mile away, perfect for catching in nets. He opened his eyes and climbed onto the boat. They sailed out on the lazy morning breeze.

The catch wasn't amazing today. In fact, it was less than last weeks catch, but still enough to fit their quota. Artyom was right about the school of fish. They netted half of it and left the other half to repopulate. The crab traps were empty, which surprised Artyom, since he was sure the locations he suggested were full of crab and lobster. His father shook him by the shoulders, "C'mon boy, gotta do better than that." The men teased him, and he laughed, asserting that, "even magic is wrong sometimes." The rest of the trip went uneventfully, and they pulled back into the docks with the sun high over their heads. Artyom headed down to the shop district to get some groceries, preferably not fish. (As delicious as fish is, he can't live on just fish alone.)

Artyom arrived just in time to see the guards chasing after some man with a bag of gold. Oh, great, a robbery! Sighing at the state of Indiga these days, he shopped at the vegetable and dairy stalls, picking up some nice looking cheese and corn ears. He eyed an exotic-looking fruit, but it was much too expensive, and smelled like sweaty socks. After that, he headed home, which was close to the docks.
Of course there is! We have lots of open spots. And yes, the planet with hit by a huge sandstorm, but not the entire planet...Just a large swath of it that hit Kanto and Johto head-on, and presumably hit the other regions, but not as bad.
Cool! Go to the OOC link and post a form there!
Raddum said
YES!THIS IS WHY HE IS OUR WORMGOD!ALL HAIL!Eh, I mean... 100% agree! Mega Evolution is garbage. I hate when they are put into RP's, because it just means that people's teams are more predictable and boring. Not to mention people get butthurt when I say I should have the possibility to win against their mega evolution, and they try to argue how much more powerful the Pokemon in question is now... Blah, blah, blah... Makes me wish I could still block people.Sigh.I think both of your characters are cool, Sen. c:


Ehhh....*sweatdrop* I'm a girl....

Yeah, it makes the teams really predictable, and I really don't like the selective choices for Mega Evolutions. Only the "popular" pokemon were chosen (and for some reason Pinsir and Heracross, which are strong and all, but they're not popular.) and starters. If they wanted a new mechanic, they should have released at least a hundred Mega Evolutions.

Lol, Sydney's like some weird combination of "What the hell are you!?" and "You came to the wrong Elite Four mo'fo'!"
Hannah is accepted!

@Van: Well, I chose Kanto because more people are familiar with it. I'm still shaky with the newer regions. Plus, Kanto has a subway line so people can live on the Surface and underground.
I'll be honest here and say I'm using my personal feelings to effect the roleplay.

Mega Evolution will be ignored completely. I found the concept to be a cheap attempt by Game Freak to attract more customers through some "new" and "cool" technique. It adds no interest to the games, and as far as I've seen, did not attract new customers. I wish it didn't exist.
Name: Phoebe Jones
Age: 18
Gender: Female

Appearance: Phoebe is a European mutt. She stands at 5'5" and weighs 150 pounds. She's naturally pale, but developed a farmer's tan from working. Her hair is naturally thick, wavy and frizzy. Phoebe keeps it in a ponytail for convenience. Her eyes are a dull grey-blue and hidden behind thin, oval eyeglasses. (She is very near-sighted and considered legally blind.) She has a natural hourglass figure and breasts on the large side. Her face is what some call a "square shape", and a high hairline that earned her the nickname "Five-head" in middle school.

When arriving on the island, Phoebe was wearing her bar's uniform: a black T-shirt, jean pants, a small waist-apron (complete with pockets containing soaked notebooks, pens, tips) and brown work boots. These are her only possessions, for now.

Personality: Phoebe is, at heart, an outgoing introvert. She loves being around people, joking, and generally being the life of the party. However, she cannot manage this for more than a few hours. Too much causes her mood to turn south, and she has to calm down to recharge her batteries. The worst for her are loud noises. Anything from exuberant laughter, loud music, wind blowing by, and similar grate on her ears. Doesn't matter if the sound is happy; it still hurts.

Phoebe is also diagnosed with clinical depression, an unfortunate genetic trait. She treats this with therapy and the SSNRI escitalopram, one of the safer anti-depressants for teenagers. She will feel the effects of withdrawal of escitalopram within three days in the roleplay. This will bring her down to her darker self, an anxious girl with very low self-esteem.

History: Phoebe grew up in a lower-class family. Her early years were spent with both parents in a trailer park in Ohio. Then she and her mother, Shawna, moved to Texas at age 7, as her mother was breaking up (not divorcing, never married) with her father. Phoebe attended school there and quickly became the "weird new girl", as she was acting out her fear and anger caused by the "divorce" during school. She was bullied up until high school. She started therapy in middle school after a brief run away attempt (to get away from the bullies, not from her mother) and was diagnosed with clinical depression. In high school she started taking anti-depressants, the earliest the psychiatrist would risk, as those types of drugs tend to mess with the brain chemicals in dangerous ways. By taking them and also not being bullied anymore, Phoebe felt happier than she ever did in her life. She excelled in all her classes and graduated in the top 10%. She was given a scholarship at a nearby community college and took it. Phoebe aimed for an Associates in Psychology, after being inspired by her therapist through all these years, a nice old black lady named Tonya.

Sadly, Phoebe lost many of her closest memories. She retains more from her early childhood; snippets of walking in the snow, wearing a diaper, playing with her father, and cowering while he screams at her mother. She retains the lessons learned from Tonya and Shawna, but not their faces. She will also forget her antidepressants and wonder why her mood will turn south so fast.

Misc: Phoebe will feel the withdrawal from her anti-depressant within three days, which will first bring her down farther than her "normal, undrugged" self, and slowly level out.
She's a bit of a nudist. Shawna blames herself, saying she let her run around with just a diaper for too long. Phoebe doesn't know why, but she just loves the feeling of upper body nudity. (Pants stay on, though, because sitting while naked is gross.)

Is this okay? The appearance is short, but I'm not sure what else to add. I tend to write shorter appearances, as too much detail makes it harder for me to imagine them.
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