Bonjour, my friends, to the Kalos region. Come now, sit and listen. Get cozy and indulge yourself in surreal fantasies spun by the words of the mouth; the story of our little, brave hearts, perhaps? You must know, all fantasies begin with Once Upon a Time, but unfortunately, there is no such beginning to this tale. Maybe, it's not even a fantasy, but rather, a stretch of reality, or the fabric of some foreign tongue that wove its way into misinterpreted English.
Nonetheless, my friends, The Beginning was cold.
Rather simple in stature, Dendemille Town was little more than a tiny inkling of a habitat for the few people that lived there; it's small size pushed its popularity down to the dark depths of the distortion world. The grand, neighboring Frost Cavern mountains bore down upon the town menacingly for years upon years; a cold winter grasped the village with its icy talons regularly, and most of the futile attempts to cultivate the land crops failed due to the horrible, bitter cold. Those with weak blood evacuated the town, after all, how could one make a living in a town that can't grow anything? Those who couldn't escape the cold were left to preform laberous, arduous, and fairly perilous work in the cavernous crevices of the cold land mass, the Frost Cavern of course.
Then, the ray of sunshine peaked through. A trainer and his Pokémon emerged from the blizzard under the shadow of night, his hands coarse and dry from constant exposure to the cold. A single light illuminated the night from the feeble flame of the wounded Pokémon that sludged through the snow beside his trainer; his heat slowly fading with the overwhelming exhaustion. The lights were dim inside the houses of Dendemille, the inhabitants shivering in fear of the dreaded cold. The child of one house spotted the duo, her eyes widened with awestruck wonder and curiosity. Her warm heart had yet been touched by the evil, cruel, cold of the Caverns, and the light she emitted from her eyes reflected an untouched soul; a soul saved from humanity's equally cold influence. With only a jacket and thin tennis shoes to protect her little body from the cold, the child ran to greet the duo in the blizzard to offer them sanctuary in the empty room of her house.
The trainer found great courage and potential in the fearless girl before him, and kindly refused her offer. Instead, he presented her with an egg; its speckled surface shook once in the exposure of the bitter cold. With a mighty roar, the Pokémon with a flaming tail revived his spirits and spouted fire from his grand jaws, looking back down at the child with stunning blue eyes. His wings extended to the size of many trees in length, and snow billowed up in the wake of his ascent to the darkened sky. The trainer watched happily, and sighed in relief; his breath billowing warm frost. From the mighty cavern echoed a ferocious roar and a blaze of light- then nothing. With a huffing pout, the blizzard subsided, and the clouds cleared for the first time in months to reveal the early dawn with its piercing rays of golden yellow, pale pinks, and gallant oranges. The girl looked at the trainer, who returned the gaze for seconds before speaking.
"Small acts of courage can inspire the greatest strength. Never forget the influence of little hearts."
Years pass, my friends, and the trainer and his Pokémon had long ceased to exist. The girl, now a grown woman, never forgot the impact that they had on the little town of Dendemille, nor ever forgot that pure innocence and acts of bravery could inspire the greatest results. Maybe she's still around today, wandering the world in search of the inspiration that can only come from those who are youngest. That, dear friends, is the end of the tale. Bland, you might say. Clique maybe? Before you go further, bear in mind that sometimes, the most ingenious solutions come from those who don't have a voice that's strong enough to be heard. That's the tale of our Little Hearts, why don't we listen to yours?
Salut once again, my fellow writers and spinner of worlds. Come forth! Adventure lies in the air! There's a lost excitement in the popular Frozen Air tournament which, naturally, offers a winners prize. Nobody know what it is though! Indulge in exciting battles, fun games, and tense competitions! Bring your best, because there's a deadly threat hanging from the frozen icicles of Dendemille, and who knows which day might be your last?
Character Bios
Name:
Gender:
Hometown:
Age: (above 17 please)
Height:
Weight:
Hair:
Eyes:
Clothing:
Identifying Marks:
Musculature:
Personality:
Skills:
Past:
Family:
Love Relationships?:
Pokémon: Species, Nickname, Gender, Ability, Hidden Power, Special Features, History/Personality, etc.
Thanks! ♥
Nonetheless, my friends, The Beginning was cold.
Rather simple in stature, Dendemille Town was little more than a tiny inkling of a habitat for the few people that lived there; it's small size pushed its popularity down to the dark depths of the distortion world. The grand, neighboring Frost Cavern mountains bore down upon the town menacingly for years upon years; a cold winter grasped the village with its icy talons regularly, and most of the futile attempts to cultivate the land crops failed due to the horrible, bitter cold. Those with weak blood evacuated the town, after all, how could one make a living in a town that can't grow anything? Those who couldn't escape the cold were left to preform laberous, arduous, and fairly perilous work in the cavernous crevices of the cold land mass, the Frost Cavern of course.
Then, the ray of sunshine peaked through. A trainer and his Pokémon emerged from the blizzard under the shadow of night, his hands coarse and dry from constant exposure to the cold. A single light illuminated the night from the feeble flame of the wounded Pokémon that sludged through the snow beside his trainer; his heat slowly fading with the overwhelming exhaustion. The lights were dim inside the houses of Dendemille, the inhabitants shivering in fear of the dreaded cold. The child of one house spotted the duo, her eyes widened with awestruck wonder and curiosity. Her warm heart had yet been touched by the evil, cruel, cold of the Caverns, and the light she emitted from her eyes reflected an untouched soul; a soul saved from humanity's equally cold influence. With only a jacket and thin tennis shoes to protect her little body from the cold, the child ran to greet the duo in the blizzard to offer them sanctuary in the empty room of her house.
The trainer found great courage and potential in the fearless girl before him, and kindly refused her offer. Instead, he presented her with an egg; its speckled surface shook once in the exposure of the bitter cold. With a mighty roar, the Pokémon with a flaming tail revived his spirits and spouted fire from his grand jaws, looking back down at the child with stunning blue eyes. His wings extended to the size of many trees in length, and snow billowed up in the wake of his ascent to the darkened sky. The trainer watched happily, and sighed in relief; his breath billowing warm frost. From the mighty cavern echoed a ferocious roar and a blaze of light- then nothing. With a huffing pout, the blizzard subsided, and the clouds cleared for the first time in months to reveal the early dawn with its piercing rays of golden yellow, pale pinks, and gallant oranges. The girl looked at the trainer, who returned the gaze for seconds before speaking.
"Small acts of courage can inspire the greatest strength. Never forget the influence of little hearts."
Years pass, my friends, and the trainer and his Pokémon had long ceased to exist. The girl, now a grown woman, never forgot the impact that they had on the little town of Dendemille, nor ever forgot that pure innocence and acts of bravery could inspire the greatest results. Maybe she's still around today, wandering the world in search of the inspiration that can only come from those who are youngest. That, dear friends, is the end of the tale. Bland, you might say. Clique maybe? Before you go further, bear in mind that sometimes, the most ingenious solutions come from those who don't have a voice that's strong enough to be heard. That's the tale of our Little Hearts, why don't we listen to yours?
Salut once again, my fellow writers and spinner of worlds. Come forth! Adventure lies in the air! There's a lost excitement in the popular Frozen Air tournament which, naturally, offers a winners prize. Nobody know what it is though! Indulge in exciting battles, fun games, and tense competitions! Bring your best, because there's a deadly threat hanging from the frozen icicles of Dendemille, and who knows which day might be your last?
Guidelines
- This is intended to be long term- and detailed. Please be willing to persevere and be active in responses
- Proper grammar please!
- Posts must be longer than two detailed paragraphs (maybe 7 sentences each?)
- Please be willing to communicate with me about anything regarding the roleplay, and be willing to listen to me if there is something's faulty about your post.
- I doubt that these will need to be said, and I hope we have fun!
Character Bios
Name:
Gender:
Hometown:
Age: (above 17 please)
Height:
Weight:
Hair:
Eyes:
Clothing:
Identifying Marks:
Musculature:
Personality:
Skills:
Past:
Family:
Love Relationships?:
Pokémon: Species, Nickname, Gender, Ability, Hidden Power, Special Features, History/Personality, etc.
Name: Nikki Irving
Gender: Female
Hometown: Dendemille
Age: 19
Height: 5"6
Weight: 124 lbs
Hair:
Bright red, long hair that has a hint of brown when not exposed to the sun. Her long hair is usually Dutch braided loosely across the left side of her head until all of her hair is gathered into a fishtail braid over her left shoulder.
Eyes: Pale Blue
Clothing:
Normally she'll wear a long sleeved, denim jacket that reaches mid waist with black jeans and light brown, tall boots. She has a cream scarf and similarly colored Pom hat.
Identifying Marks: None to be noted
Musculature: Lean, though she tends to be muscle heavy on her thighs.
Personality:
Nikki tends to be fairly quiet, keeping her voice to herself and rather not speak in front of those whom she does not know. Her brain works like cogs though, and she is extremely good at problem solving and quick thinking, which makes up for her lack of communication skills and coordination. In front of those whom she trusts, her sparse friends, Nikki ends up being more vocal and willing to express her complex thoughts. Due to the way she was raised, Nikki is afraid of many Pokémon, and cannot, or will not, make any attempt to communicate with any other Pokémon besides her own. That, also, is the way she figures out what Pokémon to place on her team- if she can talk to them, they're a keeper. Her values are weak as well, and Nikki has a hard time trying to decipher what is wrong and what's right in many moral situation, rather, she will argue with the participants in the issue to persuade them to explain to her why they think they're right. In her heart, she wishes to be more determined, although her positive outlook on life balances out her negatives.
Skills:
Problem Solving and her resourcefulness are perhaps her most notable features. Her guilty pleasure is writing, not to mention that she tends to be very sly and crafty in her wording, making her very good at persuasion.
Past:
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Family: Trinity Irving (Mother), Reed Smith (Step Father), Chase Irving (Father)
Love Relationships?: She tends to get flustered around many guys, and at the moment she's not in a relationship.
Pokémon:
Species: (M) Meowstic
Nickname: Eros
Gender: Male
Ability: Prankster
Hidden Power: Fire
Special Features: he has a tiny limp in his left leg
History/Personality:
Species: Noibat
Nickname: Echo
Gender: Male
Ability: Infiltrator
Hidden Power: Electric
Special Features: He's blind
History/Personality:
Species: Togetic
Nickname: Cirrus
Gender: Female
Ability: Serene Grace
Hidden Power: Ground
Special Features: She likes Nikki's brown messenger bag
History/Personality:
Species: Larvesta
Nickname: Ammy
Gender: Female
Ability: Fire Absorb
Hidden Power: Fairy
Special Features: He's quite large in size compared to other Larvesta
History/Personality:
Gender: Female
Hometown: Dendemille
Age: 19
Height: 5"6
Weight: 124 lbs
Hair:
Bright red, long hair that has a hint of brown when not exposed to the sun. Her long hair is usually Dutch braided loosely across the left side of her head until all of her hair is gathered into a fishtail braid over her left shoulder.
Eyes: Pale Blue
Clothing:
Normally she'll wear a long sleeved, denim jacket that reaches mid waist with black jeans and light brown, tall boots. She has a cream scarf and similarly colored Pom hat.
Identifying Marks: None to be noted
Musculature: Lean, though she tends to be muscle heavy on her thighs.
Personality:
Nikki tends to be fairly quiet, keeping her voice to herself and rather not speak in front of those whom she does not know. Her brain works like cogs though, and she is extremely good at problem solving and quick thinking, which makes up for her lack of communication skills and coordination. In front of those whom she trusts, her sparse friends, Nikki ends up being more vocal and willing to express her complex thoughts. Due to the way she was raised, Nikki is afraid of many Pokémon, and cannot, or will not, make any attempt to communicate with any other Pokémon besides her own. That, also, is the way she figures out what Pokémon to place on her team- if she can talk to them, they're a keeper. Her values are weak as well, and Nikki has a hard time trying to decipher what is wrong and what's right in many moral situation, rather, she will argue with the participants in the issue to persuade them to explain to her why they think they're right. In her heart, she wishes to be more determined, although her positive outlook on life balances out her negatives.
Skills:
Problem Solving and her resourcefulness are perhaps her most notable features. Her guilty pleasure is writing, not to mention that she tends to be very sly and crafty in her wording, making her very good at persuasion.
Past:
H
Family: Trinity Irving (Mother), Reed Smith (Step Father), Chase Irving (Father)
Love Relationships?: She tends to get flustered around many guys, and at the moment she's not in a relationship.
Pokémon:
Species: (M) Meowstic
Nickname: Eros
Gender: Male
Ability: Prankster
Hidden Power: Fire
Special Features: he has a tiny limp in his left leg
History/Personality:
Species: Noibat
Nickname: Echo
Gender: Male
Ability: Infiltrator
Hidden Power: Electric
Special Features: He's blind
History/Personality:
Species: Togetic
Nickname: Cirrus
Gender: Female
Ability: Serene Grace
Hidden Power: Ground
Special Features: She likes Nikki's brown messenger bag
History/Personality:
Species: Larvesta
Nickname: Ammy
Gender: Female
Ability: Fire Absorb
Hidden Power: Fairy
Special Features: He's quite large in size compared to other Larvesta
History/Personality:
Thanks! ♥
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