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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 4:41 pm
Welcome to the TRHQ Roleplay Contest!Usually Roleplay contests involve getting Pokemon, but this time its for Trainer/Rocket IDs! You will be competing to win one cosplay Tales character ID. I have a short list of characters that you may choose from, however, if you have a burning desire to play... say... Raine Sage, and you don't see her in the RP Contest list or in the raffle list, then you may PM BlackPidgeot and ask if you can apply for her or some other character. I will then let you know if you can or not. BlackPidgeot will be making the IDs, and has already made three characters from Tales of the Abyss; Luke, Asch, and Guy. If you're wanting to play a Tales of the Abyss character, you are encouraged to contact the players of those characters to see how they can fit with the already existing storyline. The idea of this contest is to get more people interested in playing Tales characters in the shop! So it is definitely preferred that if you submit an entry for this contest, that you're willing and wanting to RP the character should you win. The character list for the contest is: Kratos Aurion, Yuan Ka-Fai, Natalia Luzu Kimlasca Lanvaldear, Van Grants, Marta Lualdi, and DecusAdded by request: Presea CombatirTo enter please fill out and post the form below before Sept. 21st at 8pm EST. Quote: Username: Character Name: Personality: Background: Sample RP Post: Choices will be made depending on which entries I like the most and how many IDs I feel like making. I may only make an ID for one character, or all six! It just depends. All questions should be directed to BlackPidgeot. Good luck!
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 9:46 pm
Username: Redbud-Tree Character Name: Kratos Aurion Personality: Kratos is nothing if not efficient at what he does. A dedicated worker, he will stop at nothing to get a job done once he’s taken it. In personal relations, however, he’s cold, distant, and unapproachable. You could say he has an emotional shell, except it’s more like steal armor. If you do manage to wedge past that armor, however, you will find a man who has lost much, and has walled himself off because there’s little that is truly worth an emotional investment any longer. He doesn’t let emotions influence his work, though he tends to schedule his few days off around the same time each year.
Background: Kratos was once a happily married man with a wife and son. His wife was an optimist and always saw the best in life, and his small son took after her. They countered Kratos’ sometimes cynical viewpoint with their cheerfulness. His wife was a coordinator of some renown, while his son contented himself with playing with the family’s Growlithe. The family traveled a lot, mostly for contests, though Kratos would occasionally take bodyguard jobs and the like when extra security was needed around a particularly large event.
This happy life didn’t last, however, as during one of their many trips, Kratos’ wife and son were murdered. At least, his wife was. His son vanished, and is presumed dead. The murderer was never found, and Kratos lost all faith in the justice system, and most of his will to go on. Somewhere deep within him, however, is a very small hope that his son might be alive, and, with his cynicism devolved into a more or less fatalistic outlook, he joined Team Rocket with the believe that corruption would win out in the end, anyway.
...The fact that they have an extensive information network that might help him to find his son, if he really is still alive, has absolutely nothing to do with it. Sample RP Post: To say that today had been a long day would be, to put it mildly, an understatement. Having woken up at four to get some early-morning training in, Kratos had then been sent on a surprise mission, tracking down another Rocket that had been missing for a few days.
The other member had failed to report in two days ago, and after spending the better part of the day investigating the area, including the nearby forest, Kratos had finally found the unlucky fool passed out drunk in a bar. Apparently he had lucked into stealing from some wealthy rich kid, and rather than take the kid’s pokémon and funds, then reporting in, had opted to take said money and go on a drinking binge.
Even knowing the kind of reprimand the other Rocket faced wasn’t enough to make up for the fact that he had vomited all over Kratos’ boots. That wasn’t the end of the ridiculousness, however. The showers weren’t occupied when he finally got the chance to clean up from that outing, at least not by a human. He’d found out the reason why quickly enough – someone had set a Grimer loose in the room as some form of a prank.
He had finally chased the poison-type out and gotten his shower, but that had firmly settled his day into the ‘excruciating’ category. Kratos was utterly sick of the sheer ridiculousness that seemed to pervade the base today, and was ready for the day to be over.
But first... he had the trainer of a certain Grimer to find.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:15 pm
Username: Lural
Character Name: Presea Combatir
Personality: Presea tries to prove her age and maturity when first meeting someone. Because she is lacking in the height department, she tries extra hard to act her age and get to know you with her calm and detached demeanor.
She is self sufficient, or tries to be. Since she left Hoenn, she's had herself and her pokemon to rely on, and no one else. Sometimes this can make her appear quiet lonely and closed off. Those that can get through her initial emotional exterior may be surprised to find her joking and perhaps even giggling with those she considers a friend.
Though she comes off as cold and distant, even subdued when you meet her, Presea is actually a fairly warm, loyal, and fun-loving young woman.
When you have earned her friendship, you've earned her respect and trust. Those who she calls friends, she is loyal to a fault to. She would follow a request or order without question if she trusted you enough to be her friend. However, it is a double edged sword. If her trust is broken, it's gone for good.
Background: Presea hails from Fortree city where she lived with her father and sister. Growing up, Presea knew her father worked with scientists, but he would never tell her anything beyond that. Though she was kept in the dark, she was placated when presented with an unusual growlithe puppy. She stopped asking questions, and eventually, her father left his job and became an artist. Though Presea had a fair handle on art like her father, she had an uncanny ability to get information, either because of her young, innocent appearance, or other methods only she knew. Though she kept it mostly a secret, Presea gathered much of her information by reading lips. One doesn't need to hear information if you have a good pair of binoculars.
She decided to leave for Sinnoh when Team Galactic was making the headlines even in Hoenn. Wanting to be where the action was, Presea applied herself to becoming a journalist. However, she's never taken seriously because of her young appearance and small stature, so getting a job has been more of a chore then you'd imagine. She's often over looked or passed off as a child, or told that what she wants to do is for 'adults' and she should return when she's 18. However, being almost 30, she's discouraged.
Until Team Rocket starts to resurface.
Suddenly there's a well of untapped stories, and Presea is the first on board to cover them.
Sample RP Post:
Presea sat patiently, hands folded neatly in her lap as she waited for her turn. She'd been shuffled into a room with several other people while waiting for an interview. One by one, everyone had been called in and spoken too. Finally, it was just Presea left waiting. The receptionist had spotted her and poked her head out of the little booth-like desk where she sat.
"Are ya waitin' fer someone, hun?" The woman's accent was almost physically painful. "Yer folks gettin' interviewed?" Presea looked at the woman and shook her head before speaking softly.
"No. I'm waiting for my turn." The reaction from the receptionist was... not unexpected. Eyes widened in mild shock, and a visible jerk back in surprise. Quickly, the woman shuffled through some papers. "Presea Combatir." She offered her name.
"Oh... Ah yis, here ya' are. Oh, yer next." It was as if she was surprised Presea was actually here for a job. Finally, she was shown in, and the look from the editor was not unexpected.
"Well aren't you cute?" His words were patronizing. There was a slight downward twitch of her brows; the only indication of her irritation at the comment. "Alright, let's take a look then." The man was simply humoring who he thought was a child. He looked at her application only briefly. "Well now, these are such big girl stories you write. You must have a quite an imagination."
"Sir, I'm 28." She tried to clear up his apparent misgiving on her age. It didn't seem to help. The man prattled on for a moment longer about how Presea wasn't quite what they were looking for, and that she should wait for a few days, and if she doesn't get a call back, come back in 6-8 years.
This was more than a little humiliating. Presea kept her composure and thanked the man for his time, shook his hand; making all the parting pleasantries she knew were proper before excusing herself.
When she had left the building, she gently touched the pokeball of her one companion. The growlithe, now an arcanine, her father had given her. "Seems we need to sniff out another story."
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 11:15 pm
Username: Natsuko-neko Character Name: Natalia Luzu Kimlasca Lanvaldear
Personality: Natalia is not a push over. She is head strong, arrogant, can be bossy to get her way, and is not above a little black mail. But she has a caring heart and worries for the people of Grand Ile, her friends and family with all the protective instinct of a mother bear. She has been in love with her childhood fiance, Luke fon Fabre, for years and it hurts her that he is so different now and that he can't remember their lives before the incident and the promise they made with one another. She does have a problem with being a bit reliant at times, a contradiction to her strong character, but has been trying to over come it.
Background: Natalia was born to a lesser relative of the Lanvaldear's and christened with the name Meryl. But her mother died in childbirth and her father, who had married into the family, disappeared shortly thereafter. She was then adopted by the heads of the Lanvaldear family, Ingobert and his wife, not long after that when their own child was born a stillborn and renamed Natalia. She is aware of the fact that she is adopted but not not who her birth parents are, a choice her new father had made for her.
She was raised as the heir to the Lanvaldear nobility and engaged to Luke, becoming childhood friends with both him and Guy. When Luke had enough of the life on Grand Ile she helped him to escape to the region of Kodo so he could have a vacation, something she knew he needed. Not long after Guy left to find Luke she started to get worried about the two and decided to follow in their foot steps by sneaking off the region and going to Kodo.
Sample RP Post: The wind did it's best to blow the blond hair into Natalia's face as she stood at the front of the ship looking out into the water and the slowly 'growing' region in front of her. Her white gloved hands lay delicately on the railing that lined the medium sized passenger boat as she thought about her friends. It had been a while since she had seen them, Luke longer then Guy, and she was looking forward to meeting up with them. Having to track the boys down was a minor problem that, while it may take a while, will be worth it in the end. She closed her green eyes and took a deep breath of the ocean air before opening them to gaze at the region yet again. A small smile appeared on her lips as the image of her fiance came to mind. Would Luke be stronger now? Maybe he would act less of a child since the last they had been face to face? Would he possibly remember his earlier years? Her heart skipped a beat at the though of him finally remembering. She knew it was wrong of her to wish for the old Luke to come back but the little boy had been the one she fell in love with in the first place and now... now she had to fight to remember her love for him like a future wife instead of the way her heart kept trying to turn the love to. That of the love of a sister to a brother.
Her hands clenched at the railing and shook away those thoughts as there was no point in dwelling on them as that would only make the problem that much harder. The young woman stepped away from the boats tip after letting go of the railing then turned to walk back to her cabin. As Natalia walked she passed by three children playing around under the watchful eye of the ships nanny. Their laughter and fun caused her to think back on one of the days when Luke, Guy and her had been playing like them. “Just a few more hours until land.” she told her self to chase the sudden loneliness as she picked up her pace to her cabin.
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Natalia's boots made a soft rhythm of beats when she walked along the pier. She was leaving the ship behind at a confident stride, content in the knowledge that her belongings were going to be transported for her to her chosen and paid for hotel room. For now though she needed information to start on finding her boys and there was one place that she had heard could help her in that regard. It didn't take long for her to reach her destination, a records library, and go inside to find a receptionist. Once one was found she rounded up the man and a few other 'volunteers' to search the records from the dates Luke and Guy's ships had arrived. It was possible after all that they were either still in this city or had gotten transportation from here to another location. 'You both had better be safe and unharmed when I find you or else.' She thought to her self as one of the men returned with, hopefully, results of the search.
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