Post by Old Treecko on Jun 10, 2006 11:00:06 GMT -5
1. I would like to be called Natarii or Treecky
2. I roleplay random Anime/Manga, video games, and other like fantasies, egg hatching, domesticated animals, and hospital.
3. My limits: I will not say most swear words, and I do not take romance further than dating. Violence isn't good if you describe it too graphically around me
4. I've been roleplaying for about a year
5. My Sample of a Pokemon roleplay:
There was no doubt about it: he was old. Everyone said it. But it took the poor old Treecko more than rude comments and stares to make him realize it. To his friends, he was an amazing Pokemon, though wizened and gnarled, his strenght and wisdom were unmatched. To outsiders, he was just a freakish old Treecko with claims to power and wisdom. They had not seen his true strength. But to himself, Old Treecko was the normal person who was friends with everyone, except the ones who annoyed him.
He was green, like all other Treeckos, but his skin had grown darker with age, and his tail sagged droopily when he wasn't fighting. "I need to keep my balance for when my strength shows," he always said. He was cold to people he didn't know, (though he didn't know this fact about him himself) but it only made the young Grass Tribe Pokemon admire him even more. He always turned them away, but one day, a small Sunkern came knocking at his door. And That Sunkern changed him forever.
2. I roleplay random Anime/Manga, video games, and other like fantasies, egg hatching, domesticated animals, and hospital.
3. My limits: I will not say most swear words, and I do not take romance further than dating. Violence isn't good if you describe it too graphically around me
4. I've been roleplaying for about a year
5. My Sample of a Pokemon roleplay:
There was no doubt about it: he was old. Everyone said it. But it took the poor old Treecko more than rude comments and stares to make him realize it. To his friends, he was an amazing Pokemon, though wizened and gnarled, his strenght and wisdom were unmatched. To outsiders, he was just a freakish old Treecko with claims to power and wisdom. They had not seen his true strength. But to himself, Old Treecko was the normal person who was friends with everyone, except the ones who annoyed him.
He was green, like all other Treeckos, but his skin had grown darker with age, and his tail sagged droopily when he wasn't fighting. "I need to keep my balance for when my strength shows," he always said. He was cold to people he didn't know, (though he didn't know this fact about him himself) but it only made the young Grass Tribe Pokemon admire him even more. He always turned them away, but one day, a small Sunkern came knocking at his door. And That Sunkern changed him forever.
