This is going to be a private rp after Zombie, Fun, and one other person join.

Plot:

Pokemon slowly dissapeared from the earth until there were only four eggs left. People grew to forget them, the fun they'd had together and everything. Now only 4 people still know of the ancient ways and they must find the 4 eggs before Pokemon are gone forever...

Rules:

1. Your are playing a 10 year old  person who leads a normal, earth, life. 

2. LITERACY IS A MUST!! (Rainbow, please don't come)

3. Listen to Zombie and Fun, they are my co-owners if they come.

4. Follow Res rules and Have Fun!

Bio~

Username:

Character Name:

Age: 10

Gender:

Appearence:

Persona:

What is in the Pokemon Egg: 

Username: Feyth

Character Name: Dusk Movi

Age: 10

Gender: Female

Appearence: She is around 5'4", short for her age and 95 lbs, very skinny, even underweight. She has no parents or siblings that she knows of. Her only sibling ran away and she never really knew her. She has short, cropped black hair that hangs down on her shoulders. Her dark purple eyes are unseeing for she is blind. She has a long blue marking that stretches from her forarm, twists around her arm and trails up to her forehead, marking it with a little wave pattern.

Persona: She is mysterious and Dark. She keeps her emotions locked inside her as if they were a disease. If you really get to know her though, she is a kind person who will do anything to protect those she loves. She is very hard-headed.

What is in the Pokemon Egg: Mew

Username: mercyme6

Character Name: Angel Whiterose

Age: 10

Gender:Female

Appearence:

Persona: Angel is sweet, kind, and caring. She is an honor student, a sporty shorty, and a fun loving little girl.

What is in the Pokemon Egg: Shiny Jirachi( If that's allowed)

Username: funlover6

Character Name: Morana Silas

Age: 10

Gender: female

Appearence: kind of on the short side, she has tannish skin and long brown hair.  She has a slim figure with dark green eyes that can send shudders through anyone who gazes upon them.

Persona: She can seem cold hearted and harsh, and is not good with strangers.  She is really smart, but her best perk is that she is very fast and agile.  Once she is gotton to be known, she is fun to be around and kind... she can have a temper so it is best to stay on her good side.

What is in the Pokemon Egg: suicune

((sorry blood :(

hey feyth/zombie/mercy :D))

[[Ello there, mate! :3

So... *lurks cuz he doesn't know what to say* o3o]] 

[[Lol, sure xD You guys always swamp me with stuff to do when I wake up xDD]]

Sam was sitting on the poarch to his house, his knees pulled up to his chest and an old photo album was open in front of them. They were old pictures. The kind that had started out black and white but had turned rusty from age. The pictures were of his great grandfather and grandfather. They had been great Pokemon Champions in their day. Not only had they been skilled in battling, they had also been great friends to Pokemon. But now both of them were gone, their Pokemon gone too. MIA one might say. To Sam, it seemed like the whole Pokemon World had followed suit.

He reached his favorite picture and pulled it out. It was one that had been taken right after his grandfather had become Champion. He looked much like Sam would probably look in a few years. The black hair, glas-ses, and same soft face were quite similar. His whole Pokemon team was at attention around him and his father, Sam's great grandfather, stood beside him with his hand on his shoulder. He was starting to look old in this one, but even the old photo couldn't dull that spark of life in his eye. 

Sam sighed and clutched the picture close to his chest, looking up at the sky. "Where did you guys go?" he asked. He didn't expect and answer, so when the wind suddenly gusted and the pages of the album turned, he looked down in surprise. There was a small envelope in the album, one he'd never seen before. It was old looking, like from the same time as the photos, and he gingerly picked it up. He stared at the date, scrawled in his great grandfathers writing. It was around the time that the final Pokemon had disappeared! On it was also his grandfathers name. He frowned and opened the flap, retrieving the letter inside. He unfolded it and his frown deepened. It was written in code and if it was his great grandfather's code, then he'd never figure it out without the key.

While he was busy with the letter, a small photo drifted from the envelope. Sam spotted it out of the corner of his eye and looked down. On the photo was a Pokemon, standing up on a high cliff and looking down at the camera, shadowed slightly by the sun behind it. It was newer, in color even, and Sam instantly recognized the Pokemon.

"...Raikou?" he muttered, staring at the picture and letter.

[[Gah, sorry, got a bit carried away XD I was sooo tempted to make Ash Sam's great grandfather :P]] 

Dusk sighed, staring blindly around her surroundings. She touched the emblazed picture and smiled. Her grandmother, Dawn, stood with her pokemon in the picture made just for her out of iron. She placed it carefully next to her bedside table and got up, ready for another day at school. The ten year-old looked so much like her Mother and grandmother before her. she had short black hair and yellow hair clips. The bandanna tied around her head was blue and, althoguh they alowed no hats at school, she wore it anyway.

She patted the small stuffed pikachu on her bed and wandered downstairs to great her mother with a smile. She felt her mother's footsteps cross the floor and she hugged the skinny buddy that went to her side. She burried herself in her mother's chest and then let go. Dusk's hand reached for her backpack, but suddenly a wind swept throguh the house and shook Dusk violently. Her backpack floated away without a second's notice. 

She felt the air grow warm as she stepped outside and felt a prescence come over her. "Are you ready to embrace your destiny Dusk?" A whispy voice asked. Dusk nodded for there was nothing else to do. The prescene went away and she found herself standing by the door of her friend Sam...

Sam looked up, startled slightly by Dusk's sudden appearance, although he thought she had just snuck up on him. "Oh! Dusk! Is it time for school already?" he asked. "One second." He quickly gathered up the photos, replacing the letter and Raikou photo carefully back into the envelope. He paused for a second before picking up the album and going inside. He put it back on it's shelf in the living room and stared down at the envelope. For some reason, he didn't want to let go of it. The last letter from his great grandfather, dated to be from the same trip that he disappeared on. Even in his old age, he had gotten around well. Nothing could stop him and that Pikachu of his from running off to places.

"What do you have there, honey?" His mom asked, coming out from the kitchen and startling Sam.

He looked up. "Oh nothing! Just a letter to enter a sweepstakes! I was going to give it to a friend at school!" He answered, waving the letter in the air so he didn't look like he was trying to hide it but still moved his arm too fast for her to see. "I've gotta go now! Bye!" He dashed out of the house and grabbed his backpack from the bench on the porch.

It was a Dragonite backpack. His favorite Pokemon. Dragon Pokemon had always been his favorite type of Pokemon. Granted, most boys liked them too, but Sam liked them not because they were powerful and big, but because they were mystical. Even when the Earth was abundant with Pokemon, they had still been rare, hiding off in some far corner of the globe. Sometimes he thought that the other Pokemon joined them there, but that was too odd. What would make every Pokemon hide in some unknown land? Sure, humans weren't exactly the best neighbors to share a planet with, but they tried to co-exist with the Pokemon and did a pretty good job of it too, even if there were people like Team Galactic out there.

He shook those thoughts from his head and shouldered his backpack. He walked over to Dusk, taking her hand in his own. "So, are you ready to go?" he asked, smiling at here. Even if she couldn't see it, he still liked to do it.