This is a new role-play that I hope will be popular! I have a pretty good idea for what I want to do with it, so I hope people will like this role-play.
Rules: No more then 2 characters, No cursing, No romance, No being overpowered, No legendaries, Only 5 shines aloud in the role-play, Fill out the profile card correctly, No Pokemon levels over 90, No humans, You may be a Pokemon that belongs to a human, and Have fun!
Name: Mist
Species: Meowstic
Gender: Female
Shiny: No
Level: 80
Moves: Shadow Ball, Psystrike, Psychic, Dazzling Gleam
Personality: Nice at some times, Quick at comebacks, Very intelligent, Confident, Has a bad side.
Other: Is a girl but has the looks of a Male Meowstic
It was a warm and sunny afternoon, with a Mist the Meowstic hot on the trail of a Pokemon. She could run fast on her regular two legs, but if she ran on all fours she could run even faster. The Pokemon ran from her, knowing what would happen if it got caught. But Mist was gaining closer and closer on it in the forest, and she knew every nook and cranny of the forest. If the Pokemon thought it could lose her in the forest, then the Pokemon's bubble would burst with a loud pop. Nobody has ever gotten away from her in the forest, not once. She saw a low enough branch for her to jump on and did. She jumped from branch to branch, now on her two feet. She was just as fast in the trees as on the ground, thanks to all of the training she has gotten from her trainer. She may not have wanted to be with a trainer in the first place, but she didn't have a choice. The trainer was strict, but at least she took care of Mist. She was hot on pursuit of the Pokemon below her when ahead she saw the border of the forest, with a tall iron fence blocking off the outside. The Pokemon was trapped. She grinned to herself and jumped down, her blue paws scraping the soft grass as she skidded to a stop. The Pokemon in front of her nearly rammed into the metal fence, but stopped itself just before hitting it. The Pokemon turned to look at her, and Mist spoke. "Are you ready to be ours?"
Rules: No more then 2 characters, No cursing, No romance, No being overpowered, No legendaries, Only 5 shines aloud in the role-play, Fill out the profile card correctly, No Pokemon levels over 90, No humans, You may be a Pokemon that belongs to a human, and Have fun!
Name: Mist
Species: Meowstic
Gender: Female
Shiny: No
Level: 80
Moves: Shadow Ball, Psystrike, Psychic, Dazzling Gleam
Personality: Nice at some times, Quick at comebacks, Very intelligent, Confident, Has a bad side.
Other: Is a girl but has the looks of a Male Meowstic
It was a warm and sunny afternoon, with a Mist the Meowstic hot on the trail of a Pokemon. She could run fast on her regular two legs, but if she ran on all fours she could run even faster. The Pokemon ran from her, knowing what would happen if it got caught. But Mist was gaining closer and closer on it in the forest, and she knew every nook and cranny of the forest. If the Pokemon thought it could lose her in the forest, then the Pokemon's bubble would burst with a loud pop. Nobody has ever gotten away from her in the forest, not once. She saw a low enough branch for her to jump on and did. She jumped from branch to branch, now on her two feet. She was just as fast in the trees as on the ground, thanks to all of the training she has gotten from her trainer. She may not have wanted to be with a trainer in the first place, but she didn't have a choice. The trainer was strict, but at least she took care of Mist. She was hot on pursuit of the Pokemon below her when ahead she saw the border of the forest, with a tall iron fence blocking off the outside. The Pokemon was trapped. She grinned to herself and jumped down, her blue paws scraping the soft grass as she skidded to a stop. The Pokemon in front of her nearly rammed into the metal fence, but stopped itself just before hitting it. The Pokemon turned to look at her, and Mist spoke. "Are you ready to be ours?"