Let’s bring you up to speed:
The old days happened between around 1500 and 800 years ago. These are the days of prehistory; the time only artefacts can reveal anything about. Only legends have survived since then, challenging moral compasses and teaching children life lessons. There are stories that have been passed down by word of mouth, exaggerated or stretched, eventually losing the tale of what really happened. There are adventures people set out on that have been long forgotten; this is one of those adventures.
Back in those days, time was not important. All it could do for humans was indicate when nocturnal Pokemon would start showing up. Writing was unheard of; people had barely enough to eat or drink, let alone compose a written language. Regions were undiscovered; humans couldn’t build boats that could sustain a voyage long enough from one region to another and no Pokemon would escort them there safely. Humans also doubted there could be other lands and were scared of falling of the edge of the earth. For the first five hundred years, Pokemon were regarded as fearsome beasts that controlled the world. Humans waged war against them, trying to conquer the titans; to build a society in which they could take advantage of the power inside every Pokemon. This resulted in many, many casualties on both sides. There were no Poke Balls. To claim ownership of a Pokemon, a human would have to nearly kill it and neglect the Pokemon enough that it wouldn’t have the power to escape. These were primal times with primal survival tactics.
The story of the Endowed begins around 1000 years ago, when Armagh Sartonic was elected High Leader of Kanto after three years of campaigning for a democratic government. He inherited several hundred acres of land after his father's death, and quickly made a fortune renting the land out to whoever needed it. Seeing massive potential for the future, he decided to use the money to finance his presidential campaign. He decided that Saffron would be his primary base as it was the most easily accessible town in Kanto. What the people who voted for him didn’t know was that he planned to rule Kanto with an iron fist and form a dictatorship.
Just before he was elected, a squadron of rogues calling themselves the Rockets attacked Viridian. The few who survived reported seeing Pokemon do their evil bidding, as well as the Rockets brutally performing cold-blooded murders on the young, the elderly and everyone in between. Within sixteen hours of the great siege, Viridian had fallen to the Rockets and the survivors were either taken as slaves or they fled to nearby towns.
The single spark caused the inferno:
The boy was barely eight years old, but his recently diseased father had left him with a mission and he could not fail. He had lost track of time but reckoned it was three or four days since he escaped from Viridian. In that time, he had scaled nearly half of Kanto and made it to Saffron. That was where the new government would be, according to his father, that was where he would be looked after.
There was a huge crowd gathered around a small wooden stage; everyone was waiting for the newly appointed High Leader to walk onto it and give a victory speech. The boy was at the very edge of the crowd, attempting to suppress tears. He had been crying several times a day since the attack, but he hadn’t let it halt his progress and he wasn’t about to now. He dodged past people bigger than him, who wondered why he was covered in dry blood and where his parents were. The stage he was making his way towards wasn’t too far away, and he quickly managed to get to the front of the audience. There was a small barricade blocking his way; a three foot wall, but he hopped over that with no effort at all and climbed up onto the stage.
He could hear mutters of disapproval from the crowd and wondered how they would take the news. Biting his lip, he moved to the centre of the stage and coughed to get everyone’s attention. For a second, he worried about his small voice and whether or not it would be able to carry itself to the people in front of him, then he composed himself and began.
‘M-m-my f-father is d-d-dead!’ His voice cracked and tears began flowing down his face. He pressed on regardless. ‘A group of bandits attacked Viridian a few days ago; there were very few survivors.’ He tried to remember the rest of the speech his dying father had tried to teach him. ‘Please save the rest of Kanto from suffering the same fate.’
It could have been fear or more likely exhaustion, but as soon as he finished his monologue, the boy fainted and the crowd became unsettled.
Where do you come in?
Armagh Sartonic’s victory speech was put on hold to deal with the message relayed by the boy. After he was brought round and interrogated, his claim was deemed real. You are in Saffron. Maybe you live there or maybe you just came to vote for the High Leader, but you’re present when they make the decision to send a scouting team to Viridian to confirm the threat level.
And you are picked as a member of that team. Little do you know, you’re in for a bigger adventure than you think and you won’t ever return to Saffron.
No godmodding. Cannot stress this enough; nobody likes it when your character chops off a Charizard’s head with his bare hands.
Swearing, romance and everything else along the way is okay. Just don’t go overboard for the sake of it.
Be active. The pace of this RP will change rapidly and dramatically; you need to be active to keep up.
You need to have a good grasp of the English language. I’m not that strict when it comes to things like this but if u tipe lyk dis, your character application will get denied.
You need to have an understanding of the Pokemon world. This is of the utter importance; there are no Poke Balls so how does one control a Pokemon? There are no Super Rods, only what you can make single-handedly and so on. Also, we’re going on a journey, so knowing the layout of Kanto would probably be helpful too.
This RP requires thinking outside the box. There are no Pokemon Centres to stay in. Houses don’t look futuristic; they’re made of wood. You can be whoever you want so long as you have a believable tie-in with Saffron City and why you got picked for the scouting mission. You could be working for Armagh Sartonic, maybe you just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time when they were deciding who would go or maybe you’re just an aspiring Pokemon trainer who wants to have an adventure. Be warned though: the foundations of Pokemon training are yet to be laid down. Becoming a trainer is nearly as risky as tickling a sleeping Dragonite.
Required Character Profile:
Personality (one paragraph minimum): How your character thinks and feels.
Biography (two paragraphs minimum): How did your character end up in Saffron? What’s your character’s story?
Appearance (one paragraph minimum): What your character looks like.
Occupation (optional): What your character works as.
Pokemon companions (optional): The Pokemon your character has befriended during his life and those who travel with him/her.