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I've always wanted to give a PMD RP a shot! I hope you consider letting me join! :)
Name: Brom
Species: Breloom
Ability: Technician
Identifying Marks: Has a strange discoloration, causing him to appear closer to teal than green
Personality: Brom is an extremely hyper and happy-go-lucky...
Jake jumped at the chance to introduce himself to their new group memeber, excitedly listing off information about himself.
"Jake Lashley of Lavaridge, at your service! I'm the team's medic." The young trainer puffed his chest out with pride, going into further detail about his role. "From...
All thoughts concerning Beck's strange reaction fled from Jake's head when the young man realized who Lewis was speaking to. With a near-inhuman squeal of pure joy, Jake darted forth. He began to forcibly shake Francisco's hand, speaking at a speed that was almost too quick to comprehend...
Jake hopped up from his seat energetically to follow Lewis, yammering excitedly as swung his bag over his shoulder. No matter where he was, or what situation he was in, nothing fired up the young trainer more than a good battle.
"We're gonna try and recruit him? Awesome! He certainly looks...
I've never been able to play a Gen I game. Closest I ever got was Pokemon Crystal. >.<
However, my first Pokemon game was FireRed, so I'm gonna have to snatch up Red version. Or maybe Blue. Or Yellow? I don't know, this is new territory for me! ^3^
Straightening his hair, Jake paused to transfer his supplies into his bag. The deed done, the teen tossed the useless shopping bag back to the cashier with a curt nod. Swinging his bag over his shoulder, Jake followed his partner through the exit.
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The automatic...
Jake sighed as he caught the phone.
"More like everything I can afford." The young man began pointedly counting out missing supplies on his fingers.
"I couldn't find any antibiotics, needles, surgical thread, or anesthetics." He patted the pokeball containing his newest team member. "I can...
"That'll be nine hundred Pokedollars sir."
The cashier gave Jake a friendly smile, as the teen forked over the cash. After receiving a rather sing-songy "Thank You!" from the cashier, the young man turned from the counter to reflect on what he had just spent nearly a thousand dollars on...
I'm interested, to say the least. I agree with Frontier Master however. Either way, I'd say it's likely I'd join up. :) Let me know if you want me to post a character bio!
Jake sighed, muscles relaxing as the tension dissipated. It felt amazing to finally have come to a decision, to have his anxiety disappear into some dark corner of his mind, if only for the time being. Jake picked up a menu, browsing the options.
What in the world....
Jake glanced about the...
Jake drooped in defeat, a bit upset that Beck hadn't consulted with him before accepting the job. Beck often made abrupt decisions without Jake's input. Although the teen had come to expect and anticipate these sudden changes of plan, it still hurt when Beck didn't ask Jake his opinion. Now that...
Jake sighed, scratching the back of his head while he rolled this new information around in his skull. A few cave paintings and ancient scribblings changing history? The young trainer chuckled to himself. What could they possibly contain, the instructions to make fire? Jake gave Lewis a tired...
Jake shuffled his feet nervously as he stared at the ground. He hated having to make big decisions. The teen cringed as his anxiety kicked into high gear, scrutinizing each option and the possible outcomes.
He might really need our help. But we don't have to help. We could walk away. But Beck...
Jake's face paled as he saw Sen's eyes stare off into the distance as he gasped for breath.
"Brom! Let him go!" Brom chirped with concern as Sen's form slumped to the ground. He hadn't meant to hurt Sen. He had merely wanted to say hello.
"Brom, use Wake-Up Slap." Jake quickly intervened as...
Jake stared at the ground, preparing to guilt Beck into buying him new medical supplies. It was damn near impossible to suture a wound with no thread. Although Jake had ways to deal with minimal supplies, he still needed to restock. And if the supplies were free, even better.
Jake stood up...
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