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[StorytellerLathos]

Trainer CS
Name:

Age: (Just about anything 17 or below should be good, just don't be ridiculous and make a 3 year old)

Appearance:

Bio: (Doesn't have to be long, just a short description of what walk of life your character is from)

Personality: (Optional, though a sentence or two may be helpful)

Items: (Weapons, armor, trinkets, etc. important to your character)

Magic: (Y/N and what type of magic they specialize in, I'll be allowing you to define your magic as you see fit also know that your powers will start out rather weak)

Other:


Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species: (You may start with the first stage of any three stage evolution, if you're unsure if the Pokemon may be too powerful just ask me first)

Nickname:

Appearance: (Any features of your Pokemon that differentiates them from others in their species)

Bio: (Optional, do remember that this a Pokemon that will have just been given to you in the RP)

Personality: (Optional, though a sentence or two may be helpful)

Ability: (This Pokemon is allowed to have a hidden ability)

Moves: (The first two moves it learns by level up and one egg move with 60 power or less; If you don't start with a damaging move or there is a move that seems harmless to have you can ask me about it)

Other:

 

[Centuries]

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[div class=img1] [div class=mentions][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]name[/div] lansat althea
[div class=tag]gender[/div] male
[div class=tag]age[/div] seventeen
[div class=tag]pokemon[/div] bulbasaur
[div class=tag]player[/div] centuries
[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=namecon] [div class=instruct]click me[/div] [div class=role]alchemist!![/div] [div class=name]lanne.[/div] [div class=nameo]lanne.[/div] [/div] [div class=body][div class=scroll]trainer cs //
name: lansat althea
gender: male
age: seventeen

appearance: fair skin and medium-length lavender hair, lavender eyes with long lashes, a stoic expression.

biography: his family wasn't very wealthy, which meant that he was never allowed to leave the house and go out on an adventure like his friends. he was instead made to help his mother at her cafe, and although he was very unhappy about this at first, he found company in the regulars and their partner pokemon. they had so many stories to tell him, and he was all too eager to listen. it soothed his need for adventure for a short while, but every once and again, it would hit hard. on those days, he went to the church and prayed to arceus, wanting to see the world just a little. he felt like he was always ignored.

his father was a man who had studied healing magic, and he wasn't around much because too many people called for his services. sometimes, he didn't come home for months. he didn't have a fixed job, and he would always overwork himself and bend to everyone's requests, even travelling far away. sometimes, all they got was some money in the bank and a half-assed apology about being too tired to travel back. it was always less money than he deserved too, because his father dealt with many shady and questionable clients who didn't pay up easily.

someone must have seen his family's suffering, because his father was offered a position at a hospital in a busier part of the nise region. his father accepted of course, and it was like starting life anew. his parents started to pay for a new house that was closer to his father's hospital, and he was promised that he could go out on an adventure if he still wanted to. they had heard that there were other kids in the area who were preparing also, and they believed that if he stayed with them, he would be safe.

personality: hard-working, observant, passive, patient, shy, loyal, stubborn, supportive, sensitive, introverted.

items: a curved garden knife, a book of native nise plants, a journal full of doodles and scribbled notes, a bulbasaur coin purse, some open packets of herb seeds, a very old pair of garden gloves, a wailmer pail, a miracle seed, a bag of pecha berry flavoured 'rare candies'.

magic: he's able to (magically) grow plants anywhere as long as he's got seeds, and his body is scarily effective at getting rid of any toxins in his body.

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pokemon species: bulbasaur
nickname: fiora, fio

appearance: due to the amount of toxins in her body, she has a slight purple tint which makes her seem just a little more blue than green. her flair will be revealed when she evolves, as she will bloom a flower that is mostly purple.
> she was born into a forest that housed many predators, and to aid their survival, the bulbasaur population there evolved to become more poisonous than their kanto counterparts. she inherited this trait, and thus she actually prefers to use poison type moves over grass type moves.

biography: a purple haired boy had been coming to the forest once a week to collect various berries and herbs. the forest had plenty of resources, so perhaps it was silly of her to care so much about his foraging, but he always took from her favourite pecha berry tree. he treated all of nature with gentle hands, and it wasn't like the tree would ever stop bearing fruit, but still! humans were all bad and destructive, right? that's what mama ivysaur always said.

when he reached out for the last pecha berry on the tree, she jumped from her hiding spot, growling in an attempt to scare him away. he seemed shocked for a tiny moment, but then he started to laugh. he asked if she wanted some pecha berries herself. when she nodded, he placed his hand on the trunk of the berry tree, and then new berries started to grow immediately. it was amazing. she'd never seen anyone do that, not even papa venusaur!

she tentatively picked a berry with one of her vines, and stared at the fruit for a long time before taking a small bite. she could tell that the boy was waiting for her to react, and although she didn't exactly want to give him one, she couldn't stop a contented noise from leaving her lips. she took the pecha berry and quickly ran away.

she hadn't wanted to think about it, but exactly a week after the pecha berry incident, she found herself waiting for him in front of the tree to see if he would come. it was a stupid idea. a pidgeotto found her before he did, and although she did manage to badly poison the vicious bird, toxic was draining its health slowly, and it was too strong for her to handle. she quickly fainted.

when she opened her eyes again, she was surprisingly not dead. she was in a room of some sort, a bed and soft blankets underneath her. her body was sore in some places, but she felt mostly okay, like she hadn't been attacked by a large flying type. a door opened, and the purple haired boy entered. he perched next to him on the bed. her first instinct was to tackle him down, maybe use toxic on him too, but then she realised that he had a large basket of berries. he also had lots of bandages on his face and hands. had he fought the pidgeotto for her? had he saved her from possible death?

she had picked out an oran berry to eat when the door opened again. a chansey walked in this time, and she found herself tilting her head at the sight. she had heard of the bonds between humans and pokemon, but she had never seen one herself. was the chansey his partner? whatever their relationship was, if the chansey trusted him, she supposed that he had to be a good human. nothing she'd seen so far went against that assumption.

later that day, when the boy asked, "bulbasaur, would you like to adventure with me?" she couldn't think of a reason to refuse. she was sure that he would take care of her.

personality: brave, playful, prankster, extroverted, friendly, clingy, reckless, energetic, impatient, competitive.

ability: chlorophyll (speed raised in harsh sunlight)
moves: tackle, growl, toxic (egg move)

notes: the forest is known to be a bit dangerous, but lanne goes to pick fruits, vegetables and other fresh produce because they're a bit expensive otherwise. the chansey is his father's pokemon and it's always close by, kind of like a guardian for him until he befriends his own pokemon.[/div][/div]

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[animegirl20]

Name:
Lia Coello

Age:
10

Bio:
Lia's parents both trained pokemon and went on many journeys with each other. When they had Lia they decided to settle down. They lived a pretty good life but unfortunately, those happy days weren't to last. Her father had decided he was going to be entering a tournament, before leaving though he promised he would keep in contact. But he never did days, weeks, and months went by and hadn't heard a word from him. Worried her mother left to find him and left Lia in the care of an older man named Buddy who she was close friends with. Lia was 3 at the time. Her mother unfortunately never came back home and Lia ended being raised by Buddy who became her adoptive grandfather. As she grew up Buddy told Lia about her parents because of that she became very interested in pokemon.

When Lia turned 10 she was so excited to get her first pokemon. While on her way to see the professor to choose her first pokemon she happens to come across a couple of boys who were laughing and throwing rocks at something. Curious she walked over to them to see what they were doing. She horrified to find they were throwing rocks at a poor Mimi pokemon. She pushed one of the boys telling them to leave it alone. After a bit of arguing the boys finally left. The pokemon looked scared to death but it didn't run away when Lia approached him. She slowly petted his head then picked it up. "Don't worry those bullies are gone now. Hey, I know! You can be my first pokemon. You'll be the strongest of them all. How's that sound huh?" Not liking the sound of that one bit he started squeaking and trying to get out of her arms. "Aww come on don't be like that. Now I'm going to take you home and-ow!" The little Mimi had bit her arm and taken off. He didn't hate the girl but the thought of battling other pokemon terrified him and he was a terrible coward, shy and was scared easily how could he ever become strong? She eventually caught him got him home. She had heard these Mimis were hard to train and evolve but she determined to do it.

Personality:
Lia's personality is beyond words. She has a very crazy and hyper personality, making her very energetic. Though she has her heart in the right place, she's quite oblivious about matters that involve the bigger picture of things. Lia constantly has a deep sense of right or wrong and will go to extremes to correct situations if they are involving those she is close to. She is also very kind, and will do whatever she can do to help people. She will also go to the full extremes if needed, as that is apart of her personality.

Items:
Carries a backpack with the usual needs for traveling.

Magic:
She can control and maipulate air/wind.

Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species:
Mimi

Nickname:
Micael

Personality:
He is a shy, taciturn and timid a pokemon who doesn't like to stand out, but is usually pretty kind. He's scared really easily and tends to run off when spooked and if desperate enough will bite you. Although this type of pokemon tend to be shy they aren't afraid of everything like he is. This is due to the fact he's been pretty much picked on and always treated badly example being the group of boys throwing rocks at him.

Ability:
Run Away

Moves:
Quick Attack
Tackle
(Egg Move) Fury Swipes​

 

[Kapowne]

Name: Desmond Murphy
Age: 17
Appearance: Mohawk with shaved sides. Many tattoos on his arms, shoulders, hands and neck.



Bio: Desmond grew up with divorced parents that ignored him, but he refuses to let anyone feel sorry for him. He knows he’s destined for greatness Because he’s tough, smart and independent. Both of his parents are almost never around, leaving him to pretty much fend for himself. When he was young people always said he had a “mean mug” which got him into a lot of fights as a kid. so he decided to look so mean that no one would dare mess with him. It didn’t really work, but he’s learned enough to keep himself going until now. Since his parents ignore him, being too busy with their own careers, he finds himself wandering their city, stealing from strangers, and watching Pokémon trainers.


Something about trainers and their Pokémon has always excited him, perhaps it was their ability to adventure, or the bond between them and their Pokémon, something he never had, so he acted out his frustrations by stealing from these strangers; be it money, items, or whatever else he could get his hands on without being caught. After catching his haul he always delves into the nearby forest to hide or bury his loot. And it was on one such occasion he found a mischievous little Pokémon digging up his hard earned treasure!


It was a rather raged looking Chimchar, he’d tried to shoo it away, but it attacked! The two fought, Desmond sustaining some burns, and the chimchar being beaten and bruised. It was then that, exhausted they seemed to really see into each other. And from that day on, whenever Desmond brought more loot to his hiding place, chimchar was always nearby, waiting to see what he’d brought, though always from a distance.


Personality: independent, rebellious, stubborn, adventurous and lonely


Items: weighted gloves


Magic: very small fire magic. (Roughly the size of a small lighter)
Pokemon CS


Pokemon Species: Chimchar
Nickname: Rook

Appearance: emerald tint to the fur on the top of his head, deep scars cross cross his forehead, as well as other various scars on his arms and chest


Bio: Rook grew up in a volatile troop of chimchar and monferno. His father was the alpha of the troop, the only infernape for miles, and he led the troop with a blazing fist, if you know what I mean. If he’d been raised naturally, this wouldn’t be a bad thing necessarily, in-fact, it would probably have made his life somewhat easier than it ended up being. However it wasn’t meant to be, as a typhoon passed over the region. He had been out playing and exploring during the aftermath. the ground was still far too soft and delicate though and a mudslide knocked him out and drug him down the mountain. When he’d finally awoke At the bottom; he was lost, disoriented and badly wounded. Being too young to find his way home, he wandered into a nearby forest and licked his wounds until they scarred over, leaving him to fend totally for himself in a terrain that is not his own. as he had to raise himself in an unfamiliar area, he learned through trial and error that other Pokemon were typically not his friend. If he needed something, he had to take it.

Personality: distrusting, quick to violence, greedy, thieving and curious

Ability: iron fist

Moves: Leer, scratch.
Egg move: double kick

 

[Arcanist]

Valeria Claes

Age: 16

Appearance: Valeria has a pale complexion and roundish features which often make her seem younger (and possibly heighten her naivety further). She stands at 5'7 and sits at an average weight.

Bio: Hailing from Claes clan (literally named after her great-grandfather), Valeria has lived in the comforts of her mountain village under the care of her grandmother. She's been in awe and respect of her grandmother from a young age, primarily because of her powers and predictions as a seer. She watched as she warned people of bad harvests or brought good news of future additions to family, and shared the same joy and curiosity in her powers. Though, she often expressed disappointment in seemingly not possessing the same powers, and how apprentices of hers - who often travelled most of the Nise region helping others - picked up the ability so easily. Her grandmother insisted it was a power that would come with a little bit of patience, as it did for Valeria's father, and her grandfather and great-grandfather, and warned it was not something that would come to her overnight.

Eventually, Valeria's grandmother had a vision - one where Valeria would go on to achieve great things and power as grand as her own bloodline's. Though, the catch was, she wouldn't achieve such things in their little village. She tasked her granddaughter with leaving the village and seeking out a Xatu, a key figure in helping her develop her dormant powers, and her granddaughter eagerly took this in her stride, and set out as soon as she was ready to go.

A month passed. No Xatu in the wilderness, and only wild beasts that would chase after her and wish her ill-good. Did her grandmother predict her future inaccurately? It had been the first time she began to doubt her, until she stopped, and felt a pair of eyes on her. Another Pokémon looking to stomp on her, trample upon her? Not quite. When she found the source of the staring, she came across not a Xatu, but a Natu, perched high upon a tree, staring at her...with nary a blink. It was quite unnerving, but Valeria wouldn't let that get the better of her! So began her attempted taming of the curious yet cautious Natu, who often ran off or when it was brave enough, pecked at Valeria's face, leaving her with plenty of bleeding scratches.

Thankfully, Valeria is a persistent girl. She would constantly follow it, study it, try and think of the best way to tame it. It turned out, gathering a lot of berries and other such foraged foods (in between the little thing pecking at her or grabbing the food and scurrying away), did she start to slowly gain its trust, and manage to get it to follow her by making trails of food behind her. It was no Xatu, but it seemed things would start here with a peckish Natu.

Personality: Valeria is a bright and bubbly girl, the kind who wouldn't pass a person by without giving them a smile. She's incredibly persistent and determined in trying to achieve her goals, even if what she's aiming for seems unattainable. She'll often just try to think of a different route around the problem, and keep that cycle going. Though, Valeria is somewhat naive, especially when it comes to dealing with other people. Coming from a tight-knit community, she wouldn't be able to fathom someone doing harm to another, or someone aiding someone else to further their own means. Complexity of character is something she finds difficult to comprehend; there's the 'good guys' and the 'bad guys' to her, and someone doing something 'bad' for 'good' means makes her head spin.

Items: A bo staff, a small knife at her waist, a golden circular medallion that belonged to her father, a pouch containing a few coins, and a small bag to carry food and water in.

Magic: N/A.




Delphi

Appearance: Delphi is coloured a lighter lime-green colour and is coloured orange in place of the reds on the wings and feathers. Such colouring distinctions from Natu alert others to her being a female. There seems to be a patch of missing feathers on its right wing, with scratch scars on them.

Bio: Delphi has seemed to live something of a solitary and easy lifestyle. She forages for food, she jumps from branch to branch and tree to tree without a care in the world, and she goes to sleep. Simple, considering her mother had left for food one night, and never returned. Delphi had three other siblings, though, all eventually perished. The first to starvation, the second falling to its death due to its small wings, and the third, even though it found food for itself, and managed to leave its nest, was eventually set upon by a hungry Persian, of which Delphi barely escaped from herself. Naturally, from then, Delphi refused to follow the mistakes of her siblings, and adopted a cautious, yet curious, nature when it came to living in the forests of Nise.

Personality: Delphi can be cautious, often weighing up the options between flight or fight. Though, when it decides the latter, she's unrelenting, as shown by Valeria's multiple peck wounds. Delphi can be curious too, though most often it's from a distance, where she'll stare unblinkingly at people or things until they move, or something more important grabs her attention. She can't resist the allure of food, however, a reason she began to follow Valeria (how does a human hoard so much food? She must learn the strange creature's secrets!)

Ability: Magic Bounce

Moves: Peck, Leer, Feather Dance (Egg Move).​

 

[StorytellerLathos]

Name: Desmond Murphy
Age: 17
Appearance: Mohawk with shaved sides. Many tattoos on his arms, shoulders, hands and neck.

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Bio: Desmond grew up with divorced parents that ignored him, but he refuses to let anyone feel sorry for him. He knows he’s destined for greatness Because he’s tough, smart and independent. Both of his parents are almost never around, leaving him to pretty much fend for himself. When he was young people always said he had a “mean mug” which got him into a lot of fights as a kid. so he decided to look so mean that no one would dare mess with him. It didn’t really work, but he’s learned enough to keep himself going until now. Since his parents ignore him, being too busy with their own careers, he finds himself wandering their city, stealing from strangers, and watching Pokémon trainers.


Something about trainers and their Pokémon has always excited him, perhaps it was their ability to adventure, or the bond between them and their Pokémon, something he never had, so he acted out his frustrations by stealing from these strangers; be it money, items, or whatever else he could get his hands on without being caught. After catching his haul he always delves into the nearby forest to hide or bury his loot. And it was on one such occasion he found a mischievous little Pokémon digging up his hard earned treasure!


It was a rather raged looking Chimchar, he’d tried to shoo it away, but it attacked! The two fought, Desmond sustaining some burns, and the chimchar being beaten and bruised. It was then that, exhausted they seemed to really see into each other. And from that day on, whenever Desmond brought more loot to his hiding place, chimchar was always nearby, waiting to see what he’d brought, though always from a distance.


Personality: independent, rebellious, stubborn, adventurous and lonely


Items: weighted gloves


Magic: very small fire magic. (Roughly the size of a small lighter)
Pokemon CS


Pokemon Species: Chimchar
Nickname: Rook

Appearance: emerald tint to the fur on the top of his head, deep scars cross cross his forehead, as well as other various scars on his arms and chest


Bio: Rook grew up in a volatile troop of chimchar and monferno. His father was the alpha of the troop, the only infernape for miles, and he led the troop with a blazing fist, if you know what I mean. If he’d been raised naturally, this wouldn’t be a bad thing necessarily, in-fact, it would probably have made his life somewhat easier than it ended up being. However it wasn’t meant to be, as a typhoon passed over the region. He had been out playing and exploring during the aftermath. the ground was still far too soft and delicate though and a mudslide knocked him out and drug him down the mountain. When he’d finally awoke At the bottom; he was lost, disoriented and badly wounded. Being too young to find his way home, he wandered into a nearby forest and licked his wounds until they scarred over, leaving him to fend totally for himself in a terrain that is not his own. as he had to raise himself in an unfamiliar area, he learned through trial and error that other Pokemon were typically not his friend. If he needed something, he had to take it.

Personality: distrusting, quick to violence, greedy, thieving and curious

Ability: iron fist

Moves: Leer, scratch.
Egg move: double kick

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Valeria Claes

Age: 16

Appearance: Valeria has a pale complexion and roundish features which often make her seem younger (and possibly heighten her naivety further). She stands at 5'7 and sits at an average weight.

Bio: Hailing from Claes clan (literally named after her great-grandfather), Valeria has lived in the comforts of her mountain village under the care of her grandmother. She's been in awe and respect of her grandmother from a young age, primarily because of her powers and predictions as a seer. She watched as she warned people of bad harvests or brought good news of future additions to family, and shared the same joy and curiosity in her powers. Though, she often expressed disappointment in seemingly not possessing the same powers, and how apprentices of hers - who often travelled most of the Nise region helping others - picked up the ability so easily. Her grandmother insisted it was a power that would come with a little bit of patience, as it did for Valeria's father, and her grandfather and great-grandfather, and warned it was not something that would come to her overnight.

Eventually, Valeria's grandmother had a vision - one where Valeria would go on to achieve great things and power as grand as her own bloodline's. Though, the catch was, she wouldn't achieve such things in their little village. She tasked her granddaughter with leaving the village and seeking out a Xatu, a key figure in helping her develop her dormant powers, and her granddaughter eagerly took this in her stride, and set out as soon as she was ready to go.

A month passed. No Xatu in the wilderness, and only wild beasts that would chase after her and wish her ill-good. Did her grandmother predict her future inaccurately? It had been the first time she began to doubt her, until she stopped, and felt a pair of eyes on her. Another Pokémon looking to stomp on her, trample upon her? Not quite. When she found the source of the staring, she came across not a Xatu, but a Natu, perched high upon a tree, staring at her...with nary a blink. It was quite unnerving, but Valeria wouldn't let that get the better of her! So began her attempted taming of the curious yet cautious Natu, who often ran off or when it was brave enough, pecked at Valeria's face, leaving her with plenty of bleeding scratches.

Thankfully, Valeria is a persistent girl. She would constantly follow it, study it, try and think of the best way to tame it. It turned out, gathering a lot of berries and other such foraged foods (in between the little thing pecking at her or grabbing the food and scurrying away), did she start to slowly gain its trust, and manage to get it to follow her by making trails of food behind her. It was no Xatu, but it seemed things would start here with a peckish Natu.

Personality: Valeria is a bright and bubbly girl, the kind who wouldn't pass a person by without giving them a smile. She's incredibly persistent and determined in trying to achieve her goals, even if what she's aiming for seems unattainable. She'll often just try to think of a different route around the problem, and keep that cycle going. Though, Valeria is somewhat naive, especially when it comes to dealing with other people. Coming from a tight-knit community, she wouldn't be able to fathom someone doing harm to another, or someone aiding someone else to further their own means. Complexity of character is something she finds difficult to comprehend; there's the 'good guys' and the 'bad guys' to her, and someone doing something 'bad' for 'good' means makes her head spin.

Items: A bo staff, a small knife at her waist, a golden circular medallion that belonged to her father, a pouch containing a few coins, and a small bag to carry food and water in.

Magic: N/A.


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Delphi

Appearance: Delphi is coloured a lighter lime-green colour and is coloured orange in place of the reds on the wings and feathers. Such colouring distinctions from Natu alert others to her being a female. There seems to be a patch of missing feathers on its right wing, with scratch scars on them.

Bio: Delphi has seemed to live something of a solitary and easy lifestyle. She forages for food, she jumps from branch to branch and tree to tree without a care in the world, and she goes to sleep. Simple, considering her mother had left for food one night, and never returned. Delphi had three other siblings, though, all eventually perished. The first to starvation, the second falling to its death due to its small wings, and the third, even though it found food for itself, and managed to leave its nest, was eventually set upon by a hungry Persian, of which Delphi barely escaped from herself. Naturally, from then, Delphi refused to follow the mistakes of her siblings, and adopted a cautious, yet curious, nature when it came to living in the forests of Nise.

Personality: Delphi can be cautious, often weighing up the options between flight or fight. Though, when it decides the latter, she's unrelenting, as shown by Valeria's multiple peck wounds. Delphi can be curious too, though most often it's from a distance, where she'll stare unblinkingly at people or things until they move, or something more important grabs her attention. She can't resist the allure of food, however, a reason she began to follow Valeria (how does a human hoard so much food? She must learn the strange creature's secrets!)

Ability: Magic Bounce

Moves: Peck, Leer, Feather Dance (Egg Move).​

Desmond and Valeria are approved!

 

[StorytellerLathos]

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[div class=tag]gender[/div] male
[div class=tag]age[/div] seventeen
[div class=tag]pokemon[/div] bulbasaur
[div class=tag]player[/div] centuries
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name: lansat althea
gender: male
age: seventeen

appearance: fair skin and medium-length lavender hair, lavender eyes with long lashes, a stoic expression.

biography: his family wasn't very wealthy, which meant that he was never allowed to leave the house and go out on an adventure like his friends. he was instead made to help his mother at her cafe, and although he was very unhappy about this at first, he found company in the regulars and their partner pokemon. they had so many stories to tell him, and he was all too eager to listen. it soothed his need for adventure for a short while, but every once and again, it would hit hard. on those days, he went to the church and prayed to arceus, wanting to see the world just a little. he felt like he was always ignored.

his father was a man who had studied healing magic, and he wasn't around much because too many people called for his services. sometimes, he didn't come home for months. he didn't have a fixed job, and he would always overwork himself and bend to everyone's requests, even travelling far away. sometimes, all they got was some money in the bank and a half-assed apology about being too tired to travel back. it was always less money than he deserved too, because his father dealt with many shady and questionable clients who didn't pay up easily.

someone must have seen his family's suffering, because his father was offered a position at a hospital in a busier part of the nise region. his father accepted of course, and it was like starting life anew. his parents started to pay for a new house that was closer to his father's hospital, and he was promised that he could go out on an adventure if he still wanted to. they had heard that there were other kids in the area who were preparing also, and they believed that if he stayed with them, he would be safe.

personality: hard-working, observant, passive, patient, shy, loyal, stubborn, supportive, sensitive, introverted.

items: a curved garden knife, a book of native nise plants, a journal full of doodles and scribbled notes, a bulbasaur coin purse, some open packets of herb seeds, a very old pair of garden gloves, a wailmer pail, a miracle seed, a bag of pecha berry flavoured 'rare candies'.

magic: he's able to (magically) grow plants anywhere as long as he's got seeds, and his body is scarily effective at getting rid of any toxins in his body.

pokemon cs //
pokemon species: bulbasaur
nickname: fiora, fio

appearance: due to the amount of toxins in her body, she has a slight purple tint which makes her seem just a little more blue than green. her flair will be revealed when she evolves, as she will bloom a flower that is mostly purple.
> she was born into a forest that housed many predators, and to aid their survival, the bulbasaur population there evolved to become more poisonous than their kanto counterparts. she inherited this trait, and thus she actually prefers to use poison type moves over grass type moves.

biography: a purple haired boy had been coming to the forest once a week to collect various berries and herbs. the forest had plenty of resources, so perhaps it was silly of her to care so much about his foraging, but he always took from her favourite pecha berry tree. he treated all of nature with gentle hands, and it wasn't like the tree would ever stop bearing fruit, but still! humans were all bad and destructive, right? that's what mama ivysaur always said.

when he reached out for the last pecha berry on the tree, she jumped from her hiding spot, growling in an attempt to scare him away. he seemed shocked for a tiny moment, but then he started to laugh. he asked if she wanted some pecha berries herself. when she nodded, he placed his hand on the trunk of the berry tree, and then new berries started to grow immediately. it was amazing. she'd never seen anyone do that, not even papa venusaur!

she tentatively picked a berry with one of her vines, and stared at the fruit for a long time before taking a small bite. she could tell that the boy was waiting for her to react, and although she didn't exactly want to give him one, she couldn't stop a contented noise from leaving her lips. she took the pecha berry and quickly ran away.

she hadn't wanted to think about it, but exactly a week after the pecha berry incident, she found herself waiting for him in front of the tree to see if he would come. it was a stupid idea. a pidgeotto found her before he did, and although she did manage to badly poison the vicious bird, toxic was draining its health slowly, and it was too strong for her to handle. she quickly fainted.

when she opened her eyes again, she was surprisingly not dead. she was in a room of some sort, a bed and soft blankets underneath her. her body was sore in some places, but she felt mostly okay, like she hadn't been attacked by a large flying type. a door opened, and the purple haired boy entered. he perched next to him on the bed. her first instinct was to tackle him down, maybe use toxic on him too, but then she realised that he had a large basket of berries. he also had lots of bandages on his face and hands. had he fought the pidgeotto for her? had he saved her from possible death?

she had picked out an oran berry to eat when the door opened again. a chansey walked in this time, and she found herself tilting her head at the sight. she had heard of the bonds between humans and pokemon, but she had never seen one herself. was the chansey his partner? whatever their relationship was, if the chansey trusted him, she supposed that he had to be a good human. nothing she'd seen so far went against that assumption.

later that day, when the boy asked, "bulbasaur, would you like to adventure with me?" she couldn't think of a reason to refuse. she was sure that he would take care of her.

personality: brave, playful, prankster, extroverted, friendly, clingy, reckless, energetic, impatient, competitive.

ability: chlorophyll (speed raised in harsh sunlight)
moves: tackle, growl, toxic (egg move)

notes: the forest is known to be a bit dangerous, but lanne goes to pick fruits, vegetables and other fresh produce because they're a bit expensive otherwise. the chansey is his father's pokemon and it's always close by, kind of like a guardian for him until he befriends his own pokemon.[/div][/div]

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Lansat has been approved!

 

[CommonMalpractice]

Trainer CS ||

Name— Anastasia 'Ana' Kritzberg

Age— Seventeen

Appearance— Anastasia has bright, disordered red hair which is cut above her neck in the back, with bangs that go down to her chest in the front. Her eyes are bright green and her skin is fairly pale. For her outfit, she wears a long sleeve t-shirt with black fabric that opens into lace at the front and goes down to the dip in her chest, with bright green and black checkered sleeves, along with black jeans and pale brown laced boots.

Bio— Anastasia was born into a well-off family. She never really wanted for anything, since her parents spoiled her greatly. But, the issue of being spoiled was that Anastasia had severe behavior issues. The second she didn't get what she wanted, she'd go into fits, which would often result in a physical confrontation. It all came to a front when she was ten, and upon being denied a doll by someone in her classroom, she punched the other child and gave them a bloody nose. That was when her father decided he'd had enough, and despite the protests of her mother, he sent Anastasia to a behavior rehabilitation center, where Anastasia met her primary caretaker, a middle-aged woman named Hela. Hela had always taken a particular liking to Anastasia when it seemed all the other caregivers at the center were afraid of her. At her time to be released, Anastasia made a rash decision, but one that would serve her well: she decided to have Hela become her guardian, though, without her parents' knowledge. Hela took good care of Anastasia for five years, but at age fifteen, Hela fell ill and passed. Anastasia, unable to return to her parents, was on her own. Hela had left money for Anastasia to support herself, but when the money ran out, Anastasia had no choice but to fend for herself. One day, while the girl was out pickpocketing (something she'd picked up when money had gotten to its lower ends), she ended up being caught and had to flee into the woods, where she found a pond, and in turn, that's where she met her Froakie. Oddly, the second Anastasia came upon the Froakie, she felt a connection to it, but apparently, it was one the Froakie didn't share, as the Froakie immediately attacked. An hour and a half later, the Froakie was badly injured, and Anastasia was sopping wet and utterly miserable. But, it seemed the fight is what it took for the Froakie to at least tolerate Anastasia, as the Froakie reluctantly let the girl become its partner. Anastasia hopes the Froakie will soon have a bond with her, but as of current, it seems the Froakie only tolerates her existence as a worthy opponent, and nothing more.

Personality— Anastasia prides herself on her independence, mainly because she grew from being handed everything to having to work (well, more steal) for it. The girl's quite antisocial, but if the situation calls for it, she'll reluctantly form bonds, though will refuse to let the bond become anything too meaningful out of fear the person will think she is using them. Anastasia, despite her offputting demeanor, has become quite kind, though she still holds some anger issues. She lets herself appear angry with no question, but when it comes to showing vulnerability, she'll avoid it at all costs, unless it is being kind to someone, which she'll always take the chance for. She does uphold a strict moral code, after all. Anastasia, even if she dislikes being vulnerable, is extremely empathetic, always wanting to show emotional support to people. Though sometimes Anastasia will slip back into her 'high and mighty' mindset, she can be described as a humble girl who is simply afraid of being judged for her (former) status of being a 'spoiled brat'.

Items—

• Small Cloth: Since her Froakie has a penchant for maliciously spraying water onto her, Anastasia has taken to carrying this around with her so she can at least try to stay dry.
• Coin Purse: Though it's usually empty, Anastasia carries this around in case she finds some stray cash (and it's not like she's past pickpocketing).
• Leather Bag: On the inside, she holds a varied amount of Oran Berries, Sitrus Berries, Aguav Berries, and other varieties. She also holds a few packets and Instant Noodles and Fried Food, but she saves those for when she gets extremely hungry.
• Fingerless Gloves: Though these are mostly a fashion choice, it makes her pickpocketing less noticeable.
• Other Items: Some unimportant things Anastasia carries around are some dried flowers, sticks, and leaves.

Magic— It's nothing impressive, though it seems Anastasia can hold her breath underwater for an exceptionally long time. She also sees quite clearly under the surface (though it's hard to fully open her eyes) as well.

Other— N/A

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Pokemon CS ||

Pokemon Species— Froakie

Nickname— Hela

Appearance— Hela looks like any other Froakie, albeit with a few scars from her original battle with Anastasia.

Bio— The Froakie Anastasia owns seems to have been abandoned at a young age by her family, as she is much more standoffish than the average Pokemon, even in Nise. Though, this is just what Anastasia knows of her. The full backstory is that the Froakie was thrown out by the rest of her species after she attacked another Froakie, causing her to be deemed 'violent'. The Froakie, after that, was on her own, and she liked it that way, which it stayed until Anastasia found her. After being attacked by so many other Pokemon and Trainers, the Froakie was rightfully scared of Anastasia, which led to their battle. After realizing Anastasia wasn't trying to hurt her to a point of debilitation like other Trainers and Pokemon, the Froakie, from her side, accepted Anastasia with the most open arms she could (which weren't very open, to say the least).

Personality— Hela isn't inherently aggressive in the typical sense of Nise Pokemon, but she's no stranger to annoying the everlasting existence out of people who approach her. She sprays water on everyone, among the lines of it being agitating even for Anastasia, who is curiously patient with Hela, more so than she is with other people. Hela seems to be very untrustworthy, as even when her Trainer accepts the person with open arms, Hela will refuse too. In a short structure, Hela isn't violent (Anastasia's managed to tone that down a notch), but utterly agitating and very untrusting.

Ability— Protean

Moves—

• Bubble: Beginning Move
• Quick Attack: Beginning Move
• Toxic Spikes: Egg Move

Other— N/A

love cal

 

[StorytellerLathos]

Trainer CS ||

Name— Anastasia 'Ana' Kritzberg

Age— Seventeen

Appearance— Anastasia has bright, disordered red hair which is cut above her neck in the back, with bangs that go down to her chest in the front. Her eyes are bright green and her skin is fairly pale. For her outfit, she wears a long sleeve t-shirt with black fabric that opens into lace at the front and goes down to the dip in her chest, with bright green and black checkered sleeves, along with black jeans and pale brown laced boots.

Bio— Anastasia was born into a well-off family. She never really wanted for anything, since her parents spoiled her greatly. But, the issue of being spoiled was that Anastasia had severe behavior issues. The second she didn't get what she wanted, she'd go into fits, which would often result in a physical confrontation. It all came to a front when she was ten, and upon being denied a doll by someone in her classroom, she punched the other child and gave them a bloody nose. That was when her father decided he'd had enough, and despite the protests of her mother, he sent Anastasia to a behavior rehabilitation center, where Anastasia met her primary caretaker, a middle-aged woman named Hela. Hela had always taken a particular liking to Anastasia when it seemed all the other caregivers at the center were afraid of her. At her time to be released, Anastasia made a rash decision, but one that would serve her well: she decided to have Hela become her guardian, though, without her parents' knowledge. Hela took good care of Anastasia for five years, but at age fifteen, Hela fell ill and passed. Anastasia, unable to return to her parents, was on her own. Hela had left money for Anastasia to support herself, but when the money ran out, Anastasia had no choice but to fend for herself. One day, while the girl was out pickpocketing (something she'd picked up when money had gotten to its lower ends), she ended up being caught and had to flee into the woods, where she found a pond, and in turn, that's where she met her Froakie. Oddly, the second Anastasia came upon the Froakie, she felt a connection to it, but apparently, it was one the Froakie didn't share, as the Froakie immediately attacked. An hour and a half later, the Froakie was badly injured, and Anastasia was sopping wet and utterly miserable. But, it seemed the fight is what it took for the Froakie to at least tolerate Anastasia, as the Froakie reluctantly let the girl become its partner. Anastasia hopes the Froakie will soon have a bond with her, but as of current, it seems the Froakie only tolerates her existence as a worthy opponent, and nothing more.

Personality— Anastasia prides herself on her independence, mainly because she grew from being handed everything to having to work (well, more steal) for it. The girl's quite antisocial, but if the situation calls for it, she'll reluctantly form bonds, though will refuse to let the bond become anything too meaningful out of fear the person will think she is using them. Anastasia, despite her offputting demeanor, has become quite kind, though she still holds some anger issues. She lets herself appear angry with no question, but when it comes to showing vulnerability, she'll avoid it at all costs, unless it is being kind to someone, which she'll always take the chance for. She does uphold a strict moral code, after all. Anastasia, even if she dislikes being vulnerable, is extremely empathetic, always wanting to show emotional support to people. Though sometimes Anastasia will slip back into her 'high and mighty' mindset, she can be described as a humble girl who is simply afraid of being judged for her (former) status of being a 'spoiled brat'.

Items—

• Small Cloth: Since her Froakie has a penchant for maliciously spraying water onto her, Anastasia has taken to carrying this around with her so she can at least try to stay dry.
• Coin Purse: Though it's usually empty, Anastasia carries this around in case she finds some stray cash (and it's not like she's past pickpocketing).
• Leather Bag: On the inside, she holds a varied amount of Oran Berries, Sitrus Berries, Aguav Berries, and other varieties. She also holds a few packets and Instant Noodles and Fried Food, but she saves those for when she gets extremely hungry.
• Fingerless Gloves: Though these are mostly a fashion choice, it makes her pickpocketing less noticeable.
• Other Items: Some unimportant things Anastasia carries around are some dried flowers, sticks, and leaves.

Magic— It's nothing impressive, though it seems Anastasia can hold her breath underwater for an exceptionally long time. She also sees quite clearly under the surface (though it's hard to fully open her eyes) as well.

Other— N/A

love cal

Pokemon CS ||

Pokemon Species— Froakie

Nickname— Hela

Appearance— Hela looks like any other Froakie, albeit with a few scars from her original battle with Anastasia.

Bio— The Froakie Anastasia owns seems to have been abandoned at a young age by her family, as she is much more standoffish than the average Pokemon, even in Nise. Though, this is just what Anastasia knows of her. The full backstory is that the Froakie was thrown out by the rest of her species after she attacked another Froakie, causing her to be deemed 'violent'. The Froakie, after that, was on her own, and she liked it that way, which it stayed until Anastasia found her. After being attacked by so many other Pokemon and Trainers, the Froakie was rightfully scared of Anastasia, which led to their battle. After realizing Anastasia wasn't trying to hurt her to a point of debilitation like other Trainers and Pokemon, the Froakie, from her side, accepted Anastasia with the most open arms she could (which weren't very open, to say the least).

Personality— Hela isn't inherently aggressive in the typical sense of Nise Pokemon, but she's no stranger to annoying the everlasting existence out of people who approach her. She sprays water on everyone, among the lines of it being agitating even for Anastasia, who is curiously patient with Hela, more so than she is with other people. Hela seems to be very untrustworthy, as even when her Trainer accepts the person with open arms, Hela will refuse too. In a short structure, Hela isn't violent (Anastasia's managed to tone that down a notch), but utterly agitating and very untrusting.

Ability— Protean

Moves—

• Bubble: Beginning Move
• Quick Attack: Beginning Move
• Toxic Spikes: Egg Move

Other— N/A

love cal

Anastasia is now approved!

 

[StorytellerLathos]

Name:
Lia Coello

Age:
10
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Bio:
Lia's parents both trained pokemon and went on many journeys with each other. When they had Lia they decided to settle down. They lived a pretty good life but unfortunately, those happy days weren't to last. Her father had decided he was going to be entering a tournament, before leaving though he promised he would keep in contact. But he never did days, weeks, and months went by and hadn't heard a word from him. Worried her mother left to find him and left Lia in the care of an older man named Buddy who she was close friends with. Lia was 3 at the time. Her mother unfortunately never came back home and Lia ended being raised by Buddy who became her adoptive grandfather. As she grew up Buddy told Lia about her parents because of that she became very interested in pokemon.

When Lia turned 10 she was so excited to get her first pokemon. While on her way to see the professor to choose her first pokemon she happens to come across a couple of boys who were laughing and throwing rocks at something. Curious she walked over to them to see what they were doing. She horrified to find they were throwing rocks at a poor Mimi pokemon. She pushed one of the boys telling them to leave it alone. After a bit of arguing the boys finally left. The pokemon looked scared to death but it didn't run away when Lia approached him. She slowly petted his head then picked it up. "Don't worry those bullies are gone now. Hey, I know! You can be my first pokemon. You'll be the strongest of them all. How's that sound huh?" Not liking the sound of that one bit he started squeaking and trying to get out of her arms. "Aww come on don't be like that. Now I'm going to take you home and-ow!" The little Mimi had bit her arm and taken off. He didn't hate the girl but the thought of battling other pokemon terrified him and he was a terrible coward, shy and was scared easily how could he ever become strong? She eventually caught him got him home. She had heard these Mimis were hard to train and evolve but she determined to do it.

Personality:
Lia's personality is beyond words. She has a very crazy and hyper personality, making her very energetic. Though she has her heart in the right place, she's quite oblivious about matters that involve the bigger picture of things. Lia constantly has a deep sense of right or wrong and will go to extremes to correct situations if they are involving those she is close to. She is also very kind, and will do whatever she can do to help people. She will also go to the full extremes if needed, as that is apart of her personality.

Items:
Carries a backpack with the usual needs for traveling.

Magic:
She can control and maipulate air/wind.

Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species:
Mimi

Nickname:
Micael
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Personality:
He is a shy, taciturn and timid a pokemon who doesn't like to stand out, but is usually pretty kind. He's scared really easily and tends to run off when spooked and if desperate enough will bite you. Although this type of pokemon tend to be shy they aren't afraid of everything like he is. This is due to the fact he's been pretty much picked on and always treated badly example being the group of boys throwing rocks at him.

Ability:
Run Away

Moves:
Quick Attack
Tackle
(Egg Move) Fury Swipes​

Lia is approved!

 

[StorytellerLathos]

Master Trainer CS
Name: Tobias Braddock

Age: 25



Bio:
Tobias is considered to be among the strongest of the Master Trainers, rivaling the likes of the elite four in battle prowess. He began his journey to fame when he entered the Champion's Tournament 7 years ago, he quickly blew through most of the competition and finally came face to face with one of the elite four. It was a long and arduous battle but, eventually, he prevailed and became an overnight star when word of his victory spread across Nise. He would lose his next match, but his potential as a trainer had clearly been shown and his place as a Master Trainer solidified. Since then Tobias has only grown in popularity with word that he has perfected his battle style, collected a large number of relics and magic items, and has battled and won against 2 other members of the elite four in later tournaments.

Personality:
Those who meet Tobias find that he is a cold, calculating, and almost exploitive of those around him. He does not often show a very large range of emotions and typically tries to remain calm and collected in any situation that he is presented with. Most chalk this up to how he never takes action without first thinking about what he is getting himself into, giving him time to be completely prepared for almost any unexpected outcomes and ensure his emotions never get the better of him. As a part of this analysis, he often looks towards what a situation, deal, or person could give him in return for his involvement, even in small things like conversations and greetings he may not respond if he does not see any potential gain for himself. Really the only exception to this treatment is his Pokemon, who each are given greater respect than Tobias often gives to people.

Items:
Typically seen with an ornate, silver rapier whose hilt carries a pink jewel.

Magic:
Tobias specializes in a form of defensive magic that allows him to manifest ethereal shields, armor, and very briefly deflect most physical attacks.

Other: N/A



Signature Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species: Reuniclus

Nickname: Solum

Personality: In contrast to the serious temperament of its trainer, Solum is an incredibly joyful and energetic Pokemon. Though he is naturally slow, he does not let this stop them from playing with the other Pokemon in the area and trying to bring fun to whoever they meet. Solum has never really enjoyed battling either, most know that it instead prefers to simply exist and enjoy life for what it is.

Ability: Regenerator

Known Moves:
. Psychic
. Hyper Beam
. Protect
. Reflect
. Light Screen

Other: N/A​

 

[Coyooot]

Name: Kristofer (Kris) Frankfurt

Age: Just turned 16

Appearance: Long, somewhat-kept hair drapes down his shoulders to frame a kind face. Big, blue eyes hang under never-angry eyebrows. His crooked nose leads down to his surprising amount of facial hair. His beard isn't full, but it's getting there and the best he can do at his age. Within it lies his soft smile. He's above average in height, at about 5'11". Kris has muscle, but he's rounded at the edges. There's almost always a plaid shirt tied around his waist, while he wears a t-shirt and jeans beneath.

Bio: Kristofer's family has always been in the gardening business. Ever since he was small, he wanted to help. Day after day, he'd get his hands and elbows dirty helping cultivate vegetables, fruit, and most importantly, berries and apricots. Pokemon were always welcome to partake the plants in the Frankfurt Garden, as most knew not to take too much. There were always grass types in the garden, soaking up water and sun, and helping the family tend to the earth.

Personality: Through his upbringing, Kris always put kindness in the forefront of everything he did. When he was only 5 he tried growing his own bed of daisies. After weeks of planting seeds faster and faster, and watering them more than any other plant, nothing grew. On the brink of giving up, his father taught him a lesson. He picked up Kris's chin, wiped his tears, and showed him how to grow a flower. His father gently took the seeds, and planted them as if tucking in a child. He watered the soil only when it needed. And soon a beautiful bush of daisies grew in that very spot. Kris learned that if you want to see the best in life, you have to treat it with love and kindness. He carries that with him at all times.

Items:
- A gardening shovel and gloves (sticking out of his back pocket)
- A harmonica
- A wallet
- A reusable bottle

Magic: No. But he views what he does as a type of magic.

Other: He drinks a lot of water. Like, an obscene amount.


Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species: Oddish!

Nickname: Spore

Appearance: Spore only has two leaves on the top of his head, and is slightly greener than most Oddish.

Bio: Spore has been alone, and hidden in the woods, for most of his life. For some time now, Spore would frequent the mushroom patch of the Frankfurt Garden. Most often he would sneak up in the middle of the night and just lay on the spongey heads. He'd often wake up midday the next morning and scurry off out of fear. Every now and then however, he would see some boy as he left. At first he was terrified of the comparably giant creature near him. However after some time passed, he started to notice the boy was usually very kind in what he was doing. Feeding wayward pokemon and tending to the plants. After a while of that, every now and then Spore would wake up next to a berry.
One day, when Spore was about to go after his slumber, he was stopped. The boy was crouching in front of him, with a hand reached out. Normally, Spore would run. But he'd seen this boy's kindness. He'd seen him tend after the garden so often. He wanted to know what this boy could do. Spore looked the boy in his eyes, and touched his leaves onto his hand.

Personality: In two words: Ever curious. Spore is still fairly new to the outside world, so there is so much he doesn't know! He wants to see it all as much as possible. Although, being young he does frighten and get upset somewhat easily.

Ability: Run Away

Moves:
Absorb
Growth
Teeter Dance

 

[Coyooot]

Name: Kristofer (Kris) Frankfurt

Age: Just turned 16

Appearance: Long, somewhat-kept hair drapes down his shoulders to frame a kind face. Big, blue eyes hang under never-angry eyebrows. His crooked nose leads down to his surprising amount of facial hair. His beard isn't full, but it's getting there and the best he can do at his age. Within it lies his soft smile. He's above average in height, at about 5'11". Kris has muscle, but he's rounded at the edges. There's almost always a plaid shirt tied around his waist, while he wears a t-shirt and jeans beneath.

Bio: Kristofer's family has always been in the gardening business. Ever since he was small, he wanted to help. Day after day, he'd get his hands and elbows dirty helping cultivate vegetables, fruit, and most importantly, berries and apricots. Pokemon were always welcome to partake the plants in the Frankfurt Garden, as most knew not to take too much. There were always grass types in the garden, soaking up water and sun, and helping the family tend to the earth.

Personality: Through his upbringing, Kris always put kindness in the forefront of everything he did. When he was only 5 he tried growing his own bed of daisies. After weeks of planting seeds faster and faster, and watering them more than any other plant, nothing grew. On the brink of giving up, his father taught him a lesson. He picked up Kris's chin, wiped his tears, and showed him how to grow a flower. His father gently took the seeds, and planted them as if tucking in a child. He watered the soil only when it needed. And soon a beautiful bush of daisies grew in that very spot. Kris learned that if you want to see the best in life, you have to treat it with love and kindness. He carries that with him at all times.

Items:
- A gardening shovel and gloves (sticking out of his back pocket)
- A harmonica
- A wallet
- A reusable bottle

Magic: No. But he views what he does as a type of magic.

Other: He drinks a lot of water. Like, an obscene amount.


Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species: Oddish!

Nickname: Spore

Appearance: Spore only has two leaves on the top of his head, and is slightly greener than most Oddish.

Bio: Not too long ago, Kris's father's Ludicolo and mother's Bellossom had an egg. The egg took a long time to hatch, so long that the family started getting nervous. Kris started taking the egg on walks, and bedding it in new places in the hopes that something would happen. Finally, when rested on a bed of mushrooms, it hatched into a brand new Oddish. It took to Kris immediately, and after about a year the pair we're inseparable. Now that Kris is 16 and Spore is 2, the pair decided they wanted to meet all the wonderful pokemon out there.

Personality: In two words: Ever curious. Spore is still fairly new to the world, so there is so much he doesn't know! He wants to see it all as much as possible. Although, being young he does frighten and get upset somewhat easily. However, usually all it takes to calm him down is Kris to scoop him up into a hug.

Ability: Run Away

Moves:
Absorb
Growth
Teeter Dance

Also this is the closest I can find. This with longer hair and a bit more facial hair

 

[StorytellerLathos]

Name: Kristofer (Kris) Frankfurt

Age: Just turned 16

Appearance: Long, somewhat-kept hair drapes down his shoulders to frame a kind face. Big, blue eyes hang under never-angry eyebrows. His crooked nose leads down to his surprising amount of facial hair. His beard isn't full, but it's getting there and the best he can do at his age. Within it lies his soft smile. He's above average in height, at about 5'11". Kris has muscle, but he's rounded at the edges. There's almost always a plaid shirt tied around his waist, while he wears a t-shirt and jeans beneath.

Bio: Kristofer's family has always been in the gardening business. Ever since he was small, he wanted to help. Day after day, he'd get his hands and elbows dirty helping cultivate vegetables, fruit, and most importantly, berries and apricots. Pokemon were always welcome to partake the plants in the Frankfurt Garden, as most knew not to take too much. There were always grass types in the garden, soaking up water and sun, and helping the family tend to the earth.

Personality: Through his upbringing, Kris always put kindness in the forefront of everything he did. When he was only 5 he tried growing his own bed of daisies. After weeks of planting seeds faster and faster, and watering them more than any other plant, nothing grew. On the brink of giving up, his father taught him a lesson. He picked up Kris's chin, wiped his tears, and showed him how to grow a flower. His father gently took the seeds, and planted them as if tucking in a child. He watered the soil only when it needed. And soon a beautiful bush of daisies grew in that very spot. Kris learned that if you want to see the best in life, you have to treat it with love and kindness. He carries that with him at all times.

Items:
- A gardening shovel and gloves (sticking out of his back pocket)
- A harmonica
- A wallet
- A reusable bottle

Magic: No. But he views what he does as a type of magic.

Other: He drinks a lot of water. Like, an obscene amount.


Pokemon CS
Pokemon Species: Oddish!

Nickname: Spore

Appearance: Spore only has two leaves on the top of his head, and is slightly greener than most Oddish.

Bio: Spore has been alone, and hidden in the woods, for most of his life. For some time now, Spore would frequent the mushroom patch of the Frankfurt Garden. Most often he would sneak up in the middle of the night and just lay on the spongey heads. He'd often wake up midday the next morning and scurry off out of fear. Every now and then however, he would see some boy as he left. At first he was terrified of the comparably giant creature near him. However after some time passed, he started to notice the boy was usually very kind in what he was doing. Feeding wayward pokemon and tending to the plants. After a while of that, every now and then Spore would wake up next to a berry.
One day, when Spore was about to go after his slumber, he was stopped. The boy was crouching in front of him, with a hand reached out. Normally, Spore would run. But he'd seen this boy's kindness. He'd seen him tend after the garden so often. He wanted to know what this boy could do. Spore looked the boy in his eyes, and touched his leaves onto his hand.

Personality: In two words: Ever curious. Spore is still fairly new to the outside world, so there is so much he doesn't know! He wants to see it all as much as possible. Although, being young he does frighten and get upset somewhat easily.

Ability: Run Away

Moves:
Absorb
Growth
Teeter Dance

Okay, Kristofer has been approved!