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Application Post: Canon Character

Player Application(For new players only! You may post in either the canon or OC post)

Player's Name/Nickname
: (Whatever you want us to call you.)
Player LJ: (If you have more than one, go ahead and list them; or if you don't have any at all, please say so.)
Messengers and Email: (Any way we can contact you via the internetz.)
Timezone: (Whatever you want to call it, for example, Eastern or GMT -5. Just something so we can calculate time differences, for reference.)

Character Application

Name: (The canon character's name. Please do not include a last name by any means.)
Gender: (Please don't describe their gender, such as “feminine male”. It's quite obvious why this applies.)
Age: (A reasonable estimate of their age. For example, if you were Roark, maybe around 18~21, but make it definite.)

Description: (This isn't as necessary as for an OC. Picture reference is okay, but test your description abilities and try to go for at least a good description of your character.)

Personality: (Once again, a reasonable guesstimate. We know the character's personalities in the game are somewhat to very ambiguous. Try your best to think of a decent personality, or maybe something a little different than people would actually think. For example, if you were Volkner, don't go with the crowds' thoughts thinking he's 'emo'.)

History: (And again, a reasonable guesstimate. Be creative, yet sensible, about your character's history. Remember, history shapes a character's personality. Please try to make it at least 150 words minimum. If it's close, it's OK.)

Pokemon: (Please include the character's actual Pokemon. You may include some extras, if it makes sense. Please keep their parties to the standard 6. If it's an Battle Tower NPC such as Riley or Cheryl, keep it to a minimum of 6 for their party, and no legendaries for any characters by any means. Maybe for Palmer, but that will still be looked over.)

Sample RP: (250 word minimum; please give a short sample of what you are capable of writing involving this character. It doesn't have to be canon, just... something. Also, please don't link to previous RPs/fanfictions/anything else you've written, instead, please write a fresh sample specifically for the RP.)

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Pokemon: Just to make it short: Torterra♂ (Brave nature), Staraptor♂ (Adamant nature), Rapidash♀ (Hasty nature), Snorlax♂ (Relaxed nature), Floatzel♀ (Impish nature)

Sample RP: Damion only had a moment to process that there was a dragon in the dining room before his white-faced mother shoved him backwards and slammed the double doors shut.

There was a dragon.

In the dining room.

While he had watched it had coiled around the dining table and crushed it in the grip of a massive serpentine body.

Now it was in there with his mother and father.

He stared at the double doors from floor and said vaguely, "Holy crap..."

He then slammed a fist against the ground. The gesture did not make a very good sound, as the floor was lushly carpeted, but it made him feel better. He had the vague feeling that he should be running, so that when the dragon ate his parents he could be a decent distance away.

For some reason he didn't really think the dragon was going to eat his father. Probably because that would be too easy. He wasn't quite sure they weren't all just hallucinating anyway.

A dim roar came from the dining room, but filtered and tinny as if coming through a tube from very far away. The double doors did not shake, and no malevolent glowing lights emanated from the cracks. It was not at all like the movies.

Damion threw himself down in a chair at the kitchen table. 'Maybe dad's, like, a warlock or something,' he thought briefly.

Fifteen minutes passed. He sat in the chair and was silent. Once in a while there would be a sound from the other room, and he would try and think up explanations for the sound, because he'd only seen the dragon once, after all, and who could believe in something they only saw once, right? He'd barely believed in movies until he'd been to see every last one of them at least three times.

Then the doors opened, and Damion looked up.

His mother was there, and her face was red with anger.

'Here they go again,' he thought bitterly.

"...I still don't see how you could let your Milotic out by accident, Palmer. I'll bet it wasn't even an accident, was it?! You probably did that on purpose to--"

"Of course it was an accident," his father insisted. "Give me one good reason why I would do that to you."

"Because of me," she said bluntly.

Palmer failed to respond to that. There was silence all around, Damion just staring up blankly at his parents, and his mother burning holes into his father's head with her glare. Suddenly she shrieked frustratedly, whirled around, stepped around her son, and stormed upstairs. His father sighed, chucking the Pokeball in his hand to the side angrily, leaning back against the wall. There was a trail of blood trickling down his hand from somewhere up his sleeve.

It took a few minutes for Damion to gather the courage to get up. He walked slowly, cautiously over to his father, looking up at him pitifully from his short seven-year-old height.

"Hey, Damion," Palmer said finally, kneeling down to his son's level and putting his hand on his cheek. "You ever seen a dragon before?" he asked, faux-enthusiastically.

He shook his head.

"It's called Milotic," he explained, "and she's really not as bad as she seems, and, and... I'm very sorry she caused so much trouble."

Somehow, he thought, all the apologies in the world may not cover all the wounds made this time around.
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December 2007

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