Pokemon RP (OOC/Intrest)

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[b]Name: [/b]
[b]Age: [/b] (Keep between the ages of 14 and 19, Gym Leaders, Elite Four and Champion may be between 21 and 45)
[b]Gender: [/b]
[b]Hometown: [/b] (Only towns in the Pokemon games.)
[b]Appearance: [/b] (Pictures are optional)
[b]Short Biography: [/b]
[b]Pokemon: [/b] (If you have all starters, then you are a new trainer, so only two pokemon maximum. If you have two evolved pokemon, you can have four. No trainer is allowed six pokemon.)

Name: Kuroi
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Hometown: Newbirth Town
Appearance: Tall, gangly, uncoordinated, brown hair with that sever case of bedhead which seems to be fashionable in the region. He wears a lightweight and soft leather jacket with the pokemon trainer icon on it's back, and another smaller icon on the left breast pocket. He keeps his pokeballs on a strap of sockets inside his jacket, safely zipped so they aren't easy to steal. His bluejeans have rips and holes, not because he bought brand name but because he's had them since just after his latest growth spurt.
Short Biography: He spends a lot of time with his pokemon, and it shows in his close relationship to his Torchic and Pichu, Blaze and Bolt. He chose them not for strength, or appearance, but because when he came across them they immediately began following him. Though they don't mind being recalled, he rarely has to put them in pokeballs as they follow him everywhere, Blaze often riding on his left shoulder while Bolt sits on his head. He's had Blaze for about two years, and Bolt for around nine months. His mom is a gym trainer, for athletes not pokemon battles, and his dad is one of the aforementioned athletes, often found at the pool training with his Wartortle. He has a knack for remembering things about pokemon, and aspires to be a professor someday after he finishes his travels and picks up a few badges along the way to prove he's been everywhere. He only began his
Pokemon:
Torchic - Blaze, Lvl 15, female
Ember, Tackle, Gust, Doubleteam
Pichu - Bolt, Lvl 10, male, slightly darker than average color
Tackle, Spark, Doubleteam, Thunder Wave
RP Sample: I'll get around to it if I need to, too lazy just at the moment.

Kaia was sitting back in his seat, his head leaning against the window of the gently rocking train, combined with the sanctity provided by the music of his headphones and the solitude of his empty cabin; Kaia was drifting on the edge of sleep. He shifted a little, disturbing the Growlithe that was snoozing on his lap. The growlithe, Kit, opened one eye and glanced up at her trainer before settling back down.

"Hey Harris check that kid out at the end of the carriage"
"hey yeeah...pretty sweet headphones he's got, what's say we take 'em Chuck?"
"hell yeah we take 'em!"

"Grrrr" Kit's head rose as she growled at the two approaching ruffians dressed basically as thugs. They were clearly bullies and the young Growlithe sensed trouble.
Kaia however didn't notice until Kit jumped off of his lap to stand protectively at his fore.
"huh?" Kaia sat up quickly rubbing at his eyes and pulling his headphones down around his neck. "can i help you guys?"
The two delinquents glanced at each other with vagrant grins.
"yeah i reckon you can, start by handing over those fancy headphones of yours and all your money" said one of them,
"yeah and any other coll stuff you got in that green backpack of yours" added the second thug, making a grab for Kaia's bag.
"heh nice on Chu-" With a sudden growl Kit jumped forward and bit the guy's hand, hard; leaving a stinging bite that covered his entire hand.
The thug yelped and took a step back,
"you little- we'll show you ta be such a punk!" shouted the injured Chuck jumping back a little and reaching for his belt, his fellow took his lead and drew out his only pokeball as well.
"you're going down punk!"
With two loud PWONGs their pokeballs opened to reveal two really tough looking pokemon. Kaia recognized one as a Charmeleon, a fire type which meant it would be useless to use his bellsprout. The second he wasn't sure about, it might be a Granbull if he remembered correctly but he wasn't sure.
"oh man this is lame.." Kaia looked behind him even though he already knew he was in the last carriage of the train, there was nowhere to go. Not that he would have run anyway, a true trainer never backed down from a challenge.
"So it's a battle is it? Fine! I'll take you both on! Ready Kit?"
"Grow!" Kit took it's battle stance and adopted a determined expression, she would fight until she was knocked out, no sooner would she quit.
"Let's go! Tackle!"
"haha the little squirt is gonna take us on, Charmeleon, Slash that pathetic puppy!"
The two bullies cackled and proceeded to attack the rookie trainer.
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