I'm a sucker for these Pokehuman rps...
Anyways, this RP takes place in an elevator. Yes, an elevator, at the very beginning at least. But there's a twist. You, as a Pokemon, have died, and for the time being, you don't remember how. All you know is that you have died, and strangely, you're no longer a Pokemon. You're a pokehuman, or "gijinka" if you will. You look like the Pokemon you once were, even if you're now a human, and your powers are still there, even if severely weakened.
But, as it turns out, the afterlife is pretty chill. You all step off of the elevator to find a rustic little shanty town, full of others just like yourself. Charming little taverns, set up with dancers and entertainment, dot the streets. There are hotels, restaurants even. Life is different in this underground existence, and you can never go back to life or your trainer or your family, but when you've got a town full of people who know what you're going through, all remembering the way their lives used to be, maybe you can all live, or rather, not live like this?
Rules (Of Course)
1. Please, make sure your replies are at least three or four lines long.
2. No legendaries, as is stated in the general rules.
3. Little battles may happen, but more for fun than anything.
4. Try to be descriptive.
5. Swearing and romance may happen, but of course, none of the sexings.
Character Sheet
Name:
Species:
Personality:
History:
Appearance:
Cause of Death: (Your character won't know this in the beginning. You can leave it blank if you want it to be a surprise)
For example, here's my character, Tali
Name: Tali
Species: Butterfree
Personality: A slow-paced observer, Tali loves to daydream. While she's prone to emotion, her sorrows don't control her. Doesn't like change, but can adapt to it well once it's been forced on her. Even so, it's hard for her to fathom the whole situation.
History: She traveled with her trainer, Kyle, throughout Kanto. As he caught stronger and stronger Pokemon, Tali's fear of being boxed continued to grow. Eventually, when she was shelved, she learned to cheer them on from the sidelines. Even as he fought the e4, she stayed happy for him, even if deep down, she would've liked to be a champion's Pokemon some day.
Appearance: Wears a pair of knee-high blue boots the same color as her mittens, navy shorts that stop at her knees, and a purple sweater with a white shawl hemmed with black in place of wings. Her hair is the same silvery white as the shawl, just long enough to cover her shoulders, with a pair of red goggles resting on her forehead. With the boots, she stands at about 5'4''.
Cause of Death: Ironically, she died in an elevator accident, crushed in the fall.
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All she could see was white. Everywhere she looked, everything she thought, blank, and as snowy white as her wings. The silence was white, her thoughts were white.
But then, there was something that was not white. An elevator stood open before her, announcing its arrival to her with a cheerful "ding."
Why wouldn't she have gotten in the elevator? It was her one solace from that damn void of nothing. Ominously, the door closed behind her. Tali's skin prickled from the presence of the elevator. It was cozy, but she didn't like it in here. Somehow, in some way, it was as if this place had wronged her before.
Wait, skin? She didn't have skin! Her eyes shot down to her hands. She wasn't supposed to have hands either. A mirror within the elevator caught her eye, and despite the fact that this should've been shocking to her, Tali was too calm to react when she saw that she was no longer a Butterfree. Cautiously, she breathed in and out, and the elevator whirred as it moved, awaiting the next floor.
Anyways, this RP takes place in an elevator. Yes, an elevator, at the very beginning at least. But there's a twist. You, as a Pokemon, have died, and for the time being, you don't remember how. All you know is that you have died, and strangely, you're no longer a Pokemon. You're a pokehuman, or "gijinka" if you will. You look like the Pokemon you once were, even if you're now a human, and your powers are still there, even if severely weakened.
But, as it turns out, the afterlife is pretty chill. You all step off of the elevator to find a rustic little shanty town, full of others just like yourself. Charming little taverns, set up with dancers and entertainment, dot the streets. There are hotels, restaurants even. Life is different in this underground existence, and you can never go back to life or your trainer or your family, but when you've got a town full of people who know what you're going through, all remembering the way their lives used to be, maybe you can all live, or rather, not live like this?
Rules (Of Course)
1. Please, make sure your replies are at least three or four lines long.
2. No legendaries, as is stated in the general rules.
3. Little battles may happen, but more for fun than anything.
4. Try to be descriptive.
5. Swearing and romance may happen, but of course, none of the sexings.
Character Sheet
Name:
Species:
Personality:
History:
Appearance:
Cause of Death: (Your character won't know this in the beginning. You can leave it blank if you want it to be a surprise)
For example, here's my character, Tali
Name: Tali
Species: Butterfree
Personality: A slow-paced observer, Tali loves to daydream. While she's prone to emotion, her sorrows don't control her. Doesn't like change, but can adapt to it well once it's been forced on her. Even so, it's hard for her to fathom the whole situation.
History: She traveled with her trainer, Kyle, throughout Kanto. As he caught stronger and stronger Pokemon, Tali's fear of being boxed continued to grow. Eventually, when she was shelved, she learned to cheer them on from the sidelines. Even as he fought the e4, she stayed happy for him, even if deep down, she would've liked to be a champion's Pokemon some day.
Appearance: Wears a pair of knee-high blue boots the same color as her mittens, navy shorts that stop at her knees, and a purple sweater with a white shawl hemmed with black in place of wings. Her hair is the same silvery white as the shawl, just long enough to cover her shoulders, with a pair of red goggles resting on her forehead. With the boots, she stands at about 5'4''.
Cause of Death: Ironically, she died in an elevator accident, crushed in the fall.
---
All she could see was white. Everywhere she looked, everything she thought, blank, and as snowy white as her wings. The silence was white, her thoughts were white.
But then, there was something that was not white. An elevator stood open before her, announcing its arrival to her with a cheerful "ding."
Why wouldn't she have gotten in the elevator? It was her one solace from that damn void of nothing. Ominously, the door closed behind her. Tali's skin prickled from the presence of the elevator. It was cozy, but she didn't like it in here. Somehow, in some way, it was as if this place had wronged her before.
Wait, skin? She didn't have skin! Her eyes shot down to her hands. She wasn't supposed to have hands either. A mirror within the elevator caught her eye, and despite the fact that this should've been shocking to her, Tali was too calm to react when she saw that she was no longer a Butterfree. Cautiously, she breathed in and out, and the elevator whirred as it moved, awaiting the next floor.
