((Do Gijinka have pokemon like regular trainers do? xD Sorry for so many questions, I'm new to this type of Rp. ^-^))

Name:Moon Rose Williams

Called:Moon

Age:Seventeen

Gender:Female

Species:Charizard Hybrid

Personality:RP it out

Looks~

Name:Claire Demoniuque.

Called:Claire

Age:Seventeen

Gender: Female

Species: Eevee Gijinka

Looks~

Name; Kohaku
Pokemon; Latios
Gender: Male
Age; 18
Looks:

Name; Calyx
Pokemon: Espeon
Gender; Female
Age; 17
Looks:

Name: Renegade (Ren)
Pokemon: Umbreon
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Looks;

(( Might add another later.  :P))

((Alrighty, thank you (: ))

Name: Michael Harmon (Mitch)

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Gijinka pokemon: Absol

Personality: Mitch is absent to the world. He keeps to himself and isn't much into talking, or when others talk around him. He likes his silence and alone time. (Bare personality 'cause I don't want to give him away ;D))

Other: None really

Appearance:

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Name: Shayla Whitmire

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Gijinka Pokemon: Glaceon

Personality: She's bubbly and curious. The type of person who can really, really get on your nerves if you don't know them and their humor. She is curious about EVERYTHING and tends to be mischevious, getting in all sorts of troubles for it.

Other: Nothing here

Appearance:

((Note: Art is not mine.))

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     Michael, often known as 'Mitch', took a peep outside of his window. The sun burst through the black curtain and momentarily blinded the boy. He quickly slapped the curtain back in place and rubbed his eyes, attempting to make those little black dots go away.

      Mitch ruffed up his hair, making it slightly messy, and pulled on his jacket, even though it was humid and about 100 degrees outside.  He pulled on his black boots and laced them up way high. He scoffed at his 'mom;, who he didn't like... At all, as he walked out the door, not forgetting his sungl*censored*es on the way. Everywhere he looked, pokemon and those 'cute' little kids playing with them: Having them play fetch, practicing for battles, but mostly annoying Michael. A soft voice called out to him, it was a small girl playing with an Eevee, she asked him to p*censored* a ball back to her, which Mitch so rudely ignored and walked away. He wasn't in the mood for people, socializing, or pokemon. Just another average day in his eyes.

((-Fail- D8 I didn't know what to write.. xD))

((Not a fail. I'm getting the vibe that he is emo/gothish?))

Moon yawned and stretched her wings out, watching the regular people playing with thier regular pokemon. The branch of the oak tree she was sitting in stood sturdy against the breeze, it being one of the bigger branches on the tree. She watched as a boy that resembled an absol walked past, ignoring all the kids and pokemon. Tilting her head curiously, she leapt down from the branch to get a closer look at the boy. Flicking her tail, careful not to catch somthing on fire, she shrugged and followed him. At first, she hung back but quickened her pace until she was just ahead of the boy. Not knowing what to say, she blushed, stopped and jumped into the nearest tree.

((Sort of, yes. xD))

Mitch, being the weary, cautious person he'd always been, paused, perking up his ears to listen to his surroundings; he heard kids laughing, the splashing of a Seal at the pond in the park, and the rustling of something in the trees around him. The last noise concerened him, for he'd been beaten up when he was little for being what he was, and didn't take people following him lightly. "Crazy people... Can't they learn to leave me alone??" Michael asked himself irratably under his breath. He continued walking and kept his eyes pealed open, noticing a small disturbance in the perfect balance of the greens and browns of the trees. He stared at that spot as he walked by, a total absence of emotion on his face as he did so.