Color

Color's eyebrow twitched slightly, as one fellow that looked a bit younger than herself stepped up and retorted against her claim. She merely snorted, pressing her free hand on her hip and pulling one of her loose suspenders back onto her shoulders. She pulled her denim short shorts down out of habit as a smirk began to form on her lips. "So, let me get this straight. Instead of wanting to beat the almighty Queen at her own game, you would rather run around here like a little street rat, gaining the attention of who knows what out there and essentially disappear like the rest of them?" the performer questioned, raising her eyebrow slightly behind her short, messy curtain of hair. "I don't know about you, but I actually want to experience a full-fledged life. And why not get the enjoyment of beating the she-witch at her own game? I wouldn't want nothing more than to watch her squirm." Color continued scornfully, balling her left hand into a tight fist. She had heard a few had spoken up on their own accord in order to introduce themselves, but honestly she did not give two flying fucks about them. All she wanted make this Jory guy tick...and possibly explode "Y'know for someone that is supposedly a strong trainer, you seem to lack the basic concept of this society." Color continued casually, her voice twisting into a sickly sweet mixture of innocence and taunting. "Eat or be eaten, and by the way you are talking, it seems like you want to be eaten. Isn't that right Leafeon?" The grass fox nodded hopping from her arms, falling gracefully to the ground, and standing up on all fours proudly. She began padding slow circles around the Zangoose slowly, her tan chest puffed out and sleek against the harsh rays of the artificial lighting. Her leaf-like tail graced the cheek of her cat-like counterpart, her deep chocolate brown eyes almost daring it to make the first move. Color could read her partner's behavior very clearly: Leafeon wanted to battle this Zangoose.

But there's not a lot of choices of Megas to choose from. There is no point having a tier that has like ten or so Pokemon. Might as well boot them to Ubers until they can figure out where exactly they fit in each tier, or until more Megas are released.

Yap Yap YAP YAP motherfucking YAP!! The spike-haired, ebony-colored, shaggy-banged trainer promptly planted her face on the table. The Love Ball strapped to her hip belt trembled furiously as Color continuously introduced her forehead to the unforgiving wood. Why me? Why sweet Arc-ew no. Uh...why sweet Mew did you leave me here of all places?!, Color practically screamed in her head. She didn't care what the others had to say, she didn't care about some dude from Mew-knows-where in this weird ol' team. In fact, she didn't care that a random lady popped upon the screen to introduce herself. All she wanted to do was escape. Well...escape, eat, and then fight. Sitting her just endlessly talking was NOT going to raise her win count at this point. The once well-known performer of the Sevii Islands was reduced to nothing, but a rebellious slave in a eat or be eaten world. And she would be damned if she would allow herself to be eaten. That just wasn't her fortee, and her partner would gladly agree. Abruptly and quite loudly Color stood up, knocking over her chair and slamming her hands on the ground. Her bangs flipped up for a moment's notice, only to cover her smoke-colored eyes once again. She glared hard at each and every person in the room, before raking her nails through her wild, unkempt hair. "Hey! I would just loooovvee to sit here and play patty-cake with you all, but did you noobs forget there is a reason why we have Pokemon?!" Color explained none to kindly. She snatched the Love Ball from her, keeping her nails firmly in her scalp as she threw down the now enlarged capsule. White energy burst forth from the ball, releasing an equally annoyed four-legged, leaf-covered creature: Leafeon. Immediately, the grass eveelution extended her surprisingly sharp claw, hissing lowly to for any Pokemon to back away from her sight. After being cooped up in the capsule a bit longer than she desired, Color was not surprised by her partner's hostility towards the others. "Grrrrr! LEAF!" the eeveelution barked harshly, quickly hopping up on the table and into her trainer's arms. Color caught her with ease, holding her up with one hand, while keeping her own gaze carefully on everyone else. "We have wins to rack up, and trainers to take down if we are going to have any chance against the "Goddess"." the ebony-haired performer made sure to spit on the last word. That word was nothing but retched poison to her ears. "Sitting here and trying to plan are next move is going to get us NOWHERE. What we NEED is a full team of Pokemon that we can rely on, so we can take down the narcissistic bitch." Color was practically panting by the time she finished.

in b4 the "Purge" scenario. What's the next ticket to England plox?

Oh okay XD I was confused for a moment.

Wait Druddigon is overpowered? When I think of Psuedo-legends I think of Dragonite, Garchomp, Metagross. The things that are in like OU and Ubers XD I rather ban Flygon and Haxorus too then Druddigon and Altaria just because they have less..."power displays" compared those list. But again, your rp your decisions :3

You know the drill fo meh. I'm starting off with the all famous Color and one of her trusted grass Pokemon Leafeon (since rusty took Venu away from me ;-

Nah telling nothing but the truth

Herp Da Derp. I'm eighteen but I look like I'm thirteen XD

That's just a lazy design, period. They had all these badass designs and then all of sudden they are all like "well the game is coming out in a few more weeks so fuck it."

MOAR NUZLOCKE Rip Baxter ;-;

I'm sorry for interrupting this in advance. Haruka, seeing wet man abs on my computer screen is distracts me every time I'm scrolling down the forums. Liek damn! XD Anyyywaayys put me down for Pokemon, Digimon, aannnddd uhh hm, Final Fantasy? FF is a tricky one since it can literally take wayyyy back in the medieval times all the way up to the badass sci-fi stuff with blazing guns and magic exploding everywhere.

BROS BROSKIS Venus Flytrap for Dragon/Grass You know those Piranha Dragons in Mario Galaxy? Take that concept as an inspiration and BOOM Badass grass/dragon type <3

I think why some of us are waiting is because some people posted and haven't kept up with it as frequently as others. Like my reply I have to wait for a couple of people to respond, which is why I am choosing to wait. But like others have said, sometimes you have to make the move in order for someone to respond. It's odd, but it works.

Grass/Dragon Grass/ Electric Grass/Fire Grass/Steel Grass/Ghost Add those in and I'm set. XD I'm going through a stage where Grass is added to my list of favorite typings xP

Based off the one in the character thread o.o She's the only one I use in Pokemon RPs unless I want to double her up with someone Edit: I had a picture of her on my main picture, but I replaced it. But besides that I would have no idea why you would be confused about her. ._.

True~ :X

"To think that I would be running for my life, even when I'm resting" Color thought bitterly to herself, hanging loosely from a tree with Grass Mini and Fang finally fast asleep. To think only moments ago she was the one passed out while these two were awake. The thought made her scoff, shaking her head before a breath-taking roar threatening to shatter the bones within her very body. It sounded too close, waaaayyyy too close for comfort in fact. It was only a matter of time before she would have to swing out of the tree and take off again. The performer had lost the male trainer, several minutes ago as she ran ahead of him. She automatically deemed him unworthy to even keep up with her as his movements made the girl want to drag him by his feet. However, she was still curious about the other Pokemon he carried. "I wonder what he had?" Color gently shifted Fang to her shoulder, hearing the grass monkey grumble grumpily in his sleep, but did attempt to stir back up in a conscious state. She dug her fingers into the green fur, taking a hold of a thick branch and look onward to the closely gathered trees. "Just maybe I can travel by the trees without having to disturb anything that's around here" Color released Fang, watching him cutely cling to her neck as a simple reaction, while she pulled Grass Mini off of her head and into her arms. "Twi, Twig~" Grass Mini whined, batting out his two front legs as he slowly opened his yellow slits to be welcomed by his trainer's ivory face. "Shhh, go back to sleep. I won't put you in your Poke Ball." Color whispered, pulling her sack to her front and tugging the strings loose to open in up. She slide the Turtwig inside, watching him tuck his head comfortably in the brown carrying bag. He left his two front legs poking out and his head lulling off to the side, slowly closing his eyes and falling back into a peaceful sleep. Color smiled at the sight, feeling the warm tingle in the pit of her stomach. She had no doubt that these two are fiery spirited and battle-tough just like her, but at the same time the trainer had to remember they were practically babies. THEY were her babies and it was her duty to tend to their needs no matter what. She tighten the strings on her sack once more, making she not to suffocate Grass Mini in the process. She tossed it back on her back, feeling the extra twenty-two pounds pressed against her back. She stood up, tightening Fang's hands around her neck and look towards the group of trees again. With a strong inhale and a confident exhale the acrobatic leaped towards the next tree, barely missing the branch as she swung loosely in the air. With some struggle she pulled herself back up to the tree, breathing heavily as she looked over at the slightly closer trees. "Perfect." she breathed softly, easily hopping over to each tree, trying to locate the source of the mighty roar. Within a couple of minutes Color spotted a clearing. "A campsite of some sort?" she questioned herself, lifted the sack back on her back as she felt the strings slip off her shoulders. She lept towards the final tree, clinging on to the harsh bark and carefully scaled down the rest of the massive trunk. She knelt down into the bushes, carefully scanning the area. So far, from what she could see, the ebony-haired trainer spotted four trainers, two females and one male. She had to admit he wasn't bad-looking and it had been some time since she received any "male attention. A small giggle bubbled in her throat at the thought, but she quickly swallowed it down, forcing herself on a more serious matter. She had to team up with someone to get off this route and get to the next city. What better way to do that than to travel with companions! Having made up her mind, Color stood up to her feet, brushed the stray dirt off of the ends of the bouncy laces of her dress, and bounded over towards the travelers, waving her hand a friendly manner. "Hey there!" she shouted cheerfully, the sleeping Pansage chattering unconsciously in his sleep as Color unhook him from around her neck and let him rest on her shoulder while she supported his bottom with one hand. Grass Mini merely snored, enjoying the warmth from the brown sack he was being carried in.

It would be nice to reach the next day though. At least everyone will have a chance to meet everyone, instead of sitting by the campfire and wondering about life. Or for my character, sleeping in suspicious places that could get her in trouble XD But hey that's just me, whatever the majority of the peeps agree upon