Maddie

The feeling of nausea that had taken over the Greyjoy upon seeing all the military complexes and activities was starting to settle when Lt. Surge mentioned the curfew. Getting to bed at 10PM meant getting up, in the best scenario, at 6 AM, for training, cold breakfast and laps, lots of laps. She hated running laps. Practically everyone moved to the back of the barrack, so she swung her backpack into one of the bunks closest to the entrance and sat on the bed with her legs crossed, waiting for something to happen. Because something always happens in a confined space filled with testosterone. It didn’t take long for one of the guys to make an attempt to go outside with a cigarette in his hand, and other stopped him from exiting. “Smoking… not the wisest addiction to have in the army.” As the two of them engaged in conversation she began to wonder how some of that people managed to get into the program. She got in by outplaying the questionnaire, but she had knowledge of what the military wanted and expected of their recruits, as she herself lived in a slightly softer system for several years. Most guys there didn’t seem familiar with the military though, nor did they appear to have the necessary qualities. She didn’t had them either, but she wasn’t too worried about it. That Erick guy finally opened the book and talked about his high patent relative. His father, of course. It had to be that, with his righteous attitude, so typical of kids with high ranked parents. She met plenty of them back in the day, so full of themselves that one would think they were the ones who risked their lives on the battlefield and not their parents. And despite his father oh so important rank apparently no one bothered to tell Erick what the program was all about, as he looked as oblivious to the matter as the rest of the group. That at least their supervisors did successfully, equally keeping them all in the darkness. Things calmed down a bit, so Enyo laid on her back and decided to spend the rest of the time in the barrack staring at the top bunk above her.

“So sick of this” she though as she flew over the confidentiality agreement, barely even reading it. She had spent the day either waiting or placing her hands on suspicious scanners, so she didn’t even care anymore. The last thing to do was signing the contract, which she promptly did. I, Enyo Greyjoy, hereby accept these conditions.

Char. Name: Enyo Greyjoy Char. Age: 20 Starting partners: Zubat (Bandit, male), Rhyhorn (Cardinal, male) Personality: A temperamental and unpredictable young, Enyo is not a team player. She often comes up as somewhat arrogant and cold, and usually judges people based on their appearance. Although smart, she would rather tackle a problem head on than coming up with a more effective strategy, and so she often finds herself in troublesome situations. Very strong psychologically, it’s quite difficult to affect her, which can be vital in the battle ground. Appearance: Enyo has long dark hair and brown eyes flecked with green. Her jaw definition and olive colored skin gives her an exotic look, making her stand in a crowd. She’s physically in a good shape, and stands around 5’5” feet tall. Home state/town: Charleston, South Carolina Other/ additional details: - btw, english is not my native language, so I apologize in advance for any poor grammar/sentence construction. If you guys see anything too outrageous feel free to go grammar nazi on me, I'll actually appreciate it

Hai there, can I still enroll even though the RPG already started?

My grass type is a Whimsicott, and it is actually pretty good. Prankster Stun Spore is super usefull, thanks to it i was able to defeat the Arceus/Ditto thingy. I got the Cottonee in an event near the Grand Staircase, in an alley. Not sure what triggerred the event, but i found it at night time, with windy or clear weather ( I don't remember which one).