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Posted: Thu, 21/05/2015 04:33 (9 Years ago)
Hey- first off sorry for the silence. Things went drastically neutral-bad-worse over here and my roommate was in a car accident which resulted in a lot of new bills as well as extra class work and I'm about to start a new job.

I'm really, really sorry, but I don't think I'm going to have time to come back on our thread any time soon. Most days I don't remember that pokeheroes exists. I really am sorry to let you down, but I wanted to come on and let you know while I had a moment. Good luck and feel free to find a way to continue without me if you have to. I wish I could have stayed.

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Posted: Mon, 11/05/2015 00:00 (9 Years ago)
Keiran kept his hand on Nero's back, murmuring quietly to him not to attack first, to wait; the cat flicking his ears uncertainly but obeying the instruction. Finally the shiny furret and its family fled, taking most of the moment's tension with them; the lingering anxiety over such aberrant behavior didn't leave as quick, but Keiran for the moment pushed it aside. Glad he'd chosen to keep Nero out of his pokeball, he listened quietly as Dimitrious spoke to Stein, asking afterwards, "Have you ever seen behavior like that before, sir?"

The arrival of Basava was slightly intimidating thanks to the Tauros' size and obvious strength, and Keiran wondered idly how much work it took to earn the loyalty of such an independant creature. The twins, however, seemed much more friendly. "Hello, Moon," Keiran murmured with a slight smile, reaching carefully to pet the Umbreon who sat watching him. It wasn't an exact science, but he read the small body signals, the slant of eyes and tilt of ears, to use as a judge for where best to scratch; Keiran was just like that with Pokemon.

Electronics, not so much. Brows drawing together at the radio, Keiran stood as Moon bounded off, half an ear on Nero's inquisitive 'rrrr' noise at Hope to make sure they stayed friendly. "Well, I can't tell you more than what you just said, sir... but aren't there ways of tracing a signal from a radio like that, with the right equipment? Someone in town might be able to..."

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Posted: Fri, 08/05/2015 22:00 (9 Years ago)
Ahh, I don't have this site on mobile so it's only when I'm on my laptop that I remember to come on, and even then I have enough distractions that it will sit open in a tab and hours later I'll realize I never posted the gosh-darn thing-!

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Posted: Fri, 08/05/2015 02:52 (9 Years ago)
I think I'll keep it situational to whether Keiran wants to catch anything or not, since he has his hands full with two babies that need a lot of training. Also sorry for being late to post occasionally; the notification system on this site is a bit wonky and I miss things even when I check in my spare time.

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Posted: Tue, 05/05/2015 05:25 (9 Years ago)
The offer to catch new Pokemon was an intriguing one, but Keiran at least was in no hurry to add more to his team just yet. In addition to bonding with his Ranger-given Pokemon, Lana, he also had to rebuild some of the lost relationship with Nero and help the Liepard grow into his new evolution. Still, he'd keep an eye out for anything that felt like it would fit into the balance of elements and types he had so far. Hearing their mentor speak highly of the Houndour Stein had made Keiran more thoughtful, wondering what training went into the development of a true Ranger's partner. His desire was first and foremost to do the work, but he had the family background to held with training; thoughts for later, when he had enough experience at one job to try multitasking. For now, he absorbed the idea of extending his effectiveness by trusting the senses of his Pokemon, rubbing the back of Nero's neck idly as the Liepard purred.

As they gained distance from the town and headed into the trees, Keiran noticed already the flex of Nero's back under his hand as something strange came closer. The Furrets and Sentrets were acting completely wrong, and it spiked alarm and wariness in the Ranger trainee's chest. "Only one..." Keiran mumbled in answer, eyes fixed on the tense creatures. "Why would they attack their own family unit?" He asked softly, eyes trained on the difference between the hostile and frightened Pokemon. It was strange... only the pink Furret was being aggressive. Weren't shiny types even more shy and reclusive than their normal siblings?

Nero close to his side, bristled in displeasure, Keiran followed Dimitrious' instructions, but couldn't help asking, "Isn't it dangerous to leave an aggressive member near a mother and her kits? I understand it's not our mission, but..." It was hard to put into words the sense of unease he had, but for lack of a better justification, Keiran swallowed it. Nature was cruel, and it wasn't a Ranger's job to keep every unkindness from happening; they protected the balance of the entire region first, and their current objective likely came much higher in terms of the threat. Even so, he made himself memorize the pattern he saw, the shiny's aggression and the other's defensive anger. Something was wrong here, and it might well be connected to other problems.

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Posted: Mon, 04/05/2015 01:52 (9 Years ago)
All too ready to get going, Keiran fell into step with his mentor and new team member, idly petting the Trapinch to make up for the time she would spend napping once he couldn't carry her anymore. Note to self, look into strength training for me in spare time. His focus shifted entirely away from trivial issues like sore arms and heavy pokemon at what Dimitrious was saying, however. There was an inherent pride to being chosen as the best of two generations, but unlike most fresh recruits, Keiran read it as a responsibility as much as an honor. There was a level of expectation set up for being hand-picked for a job that needed to be done, and if anything it strengthened his determination not to disappoint their teacher.

Prestige aside, the idea of being in the midst of espionage and danger was quite frankly exciting. "My own actions will determine if I'm good enough for this. I have no intention of flunking out or going for a different track, however." Keiran answered quietly. Lana burbled at him as he gently set her down and returned her to her Pokeball, leaving Nero by his side as the Liepard would have no difficulty keeping up and they had not been instructed to stow all their pokemon away.

The question from Stein had Keiran looking up, grey eyes glinting in their own catlike way as he grinned. "I'm ready if you are."

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Posted: Wed, 29/04/2015 23:13 (9 Years ago)
Keiran couldn't help the crooked half-smile as he thought to himself, not being assigned to the Safari Zone is anything but a disappointment. He wanted his work to matter and if there was a need, he would put everything he had forwards; sitting by on the sidelines just wasn't his style. Nodding as his question was answered, Keiran glanced back over at Rosso, taking in the Luxio's energetic bouncing and remembering what he could of the behavior of the breed. That he needed more training before going to another ranger was interesting, picking up his interest. Though he had no intentions of ordering around someone else's pokemon arbitrarily, if there was a severe enough need then any means necessary would have to be taken, he assumed. "Understood. His kind are usually spirited; it'll serve him well when it's tempered," Keiran commented, knowing his mother's own Luxray had apparently been very temperamental when he was younger.

His own curiosity was pricking at the stiff, oddly wary body language of the man beside him; Stein kept giving off a feeling of being reserved or perhaps expecting judgment. Keiran wasn't sure the exact reason, though he supposed he could tell the man was a couple years older than a usual fresh graduate. Whatever his history, it was Stein's own business until he decided to share, and Keiran left it at that for now.

"It's alright, I know how cats are with food and fur," he chuckled instead, Lana scooped up into the crook of his arm despite her weight, Nero padding along beside and yowling in protest at the accusation. "Oh, hush, you're terrible," was Keiran's fond response, remembering all too many times his Purrloin had begged most of the boy's plate of food away from him. At least the dark violet and dusky gold fur was less visible on his clothing than Hope's cream-color likely was.

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Posted: Tue, 28/04/2015 20:13 (9 Years ago)
Listening carefully, idly rubbing Nero's ears, Keiran considered the new information. Normal pokemon were indeed very well-rounded and had a great potential for versatility, as well as a lack of severe weaknesses. His own family specialized in elemental combat and development, but considering what their mentor was saying, Keiran had to admit it had a downside. He also found himself holding back a smile at the clawing of their mentor's clothes- his own cats had done that far too many times not to recognize the tight-shouldered grimace of pain.

Taking in the lovely Psychic and Dark-type pokemon twins Dimitrious had released, Keiran pulled his other occupied pokeball out and released his Trapinch, who yawned with her large jaws before toddling over to plop her head on his foot. Gritting his teeth at how heavy the little Ground-type was, Keiran knelt to rub his hand over her hard-shelled back. "This is Lana. She's still a little new with me." He knew she had strength and versatile skills both in her current form and in her future self, but it was new to have a Pokemon so different from the cats and foxes he'd grown up around.

The roll call of supplies was a good question, and Keiran calmly listed off his own while giving the Trapinch some affection before they left. "I have Pokeballs for Lana and Nero, as well as 8 standard empty balls. A pocketknife, a few potions, two antidotes, a paralyze heal, two persim berries, four iapapa berries, some fresh water and a couple protein bars. I have money, my pokegear, my 'dex, and a phone, also. I wasn't told if we would be doing field training, so I didn't think I should waste pack space on a lot of trail gear." Noticing the yellow scarf and listening to the explanation, Keiran bit at the corner of his mouth. "Should we pick up a couple of yellow items before we head out, then, for our own, sir?"

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Posted: Fri, 24/04/2015 01:55 (9 Years ago)
Keiran was trying to pay more attention to Dimitrious' words than his pokemon, but Nero couldn't help being jealous as the other trainers got cuddly with their companions, and the young man found himself with a lapful of stubborn gold and violet fur that would not be moved. Chuckling under his breath, he rubbed the cat's jowls until a high, warbling purr came forward and continued to listen.
As little glamor as there was to the jobs of Safari watch or public relations, Keiran had figured he'd end up dealing with those jobs if there was a big enough need for him there. Hearing that his own work was going to focus on something else, however, had his eyes sharpening in focus. Keeping Team Rocket in check, processing information, preparing for war... that was an entirely different kind of work, with a heavy weight that came along with it. Keiran shivered a little in anticipation.

Being told to get over his dislike of dogs, however, was a little more difficult to swallow. Keiran grimaced, cutting a narrow-eyed glance at the pokemon beside him before he sighed, shoulders slumping. He'd never outright like them, he couldn't help that, but he could respect their abilities and their value in the field. "Understood."

Having a large, admittedly dangerous breed of Pokemon appear behind him had Keiran's shoulders tightening, Nero flicking his ears back, but he held his ground and trusted that this was going to be important, not a meaningless scare tactic. Stein gave his answer immediately, and it was a good one, but Keiran held his peace for a moment, studying the large, powerful creature. "Potential danger aside, they're striking and notable, but most trainers want people to remember them," he reasoned slowly, grey eyes keen on the large bull. Considering what their mentor had just been saying about type preference, though, he finally said, "Is it because they aren't what most trainers think of as a 'cool' type? A lot of people go for flashy or colorful, thinking that means value; they might overlook a Tauros based on its appearance."

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Posted: Thu, 23/04/2015 19:51 (9 Years ago)
The quiet response wasn't a bother, seeming only to confirm what he suspected, and Keiran settled himself on the other side of the bench, grey eyes flicking to the energetic forms of the two cats that came looking. Nero for his part tucked close to Keiran's legs, green eyes shy as he looked back at the curious Persian. For all that they were near the same height now, he'd been much smaller for a long enough time to not know how to handle his new self. Keiran pet behind the cat's ears gently in reassurance, watching his body language until he relaxed.

The arrival of a classmate set things properly in motion, finally, and Keiran listened intently, pleased to know he'd done well on his first lesson. "My name is Keiran Morgan. This is Nero, and my Trapinch, Lana, is sleeping in her ball," he said, also listening to the other student, Stein, introducing himself. A Houndour... wonderful. Despite his dislike for dog-types, Keiran committed the names to memory, then paused to stare at the remainder of what must have been a painful wound, revealed now by the movement of Dimitrious' hand.

Compared to the happy cheer of the instructors at school and how most Rangers who dealt with the public seemed, this was a hint of something else, deeper and perhaps more dangerous. Far from intimidated, Keiran felt a deep, eager curiosity grow in him. He'd chosen this path and he would see it through; now he had even more reason for wanting to do it well. However, as cautious as his nature was, he kept those thoughts to himself. "I understand. If we're not to throw our names around here, then I'm going to assume there's something more subtle we will be doing for our mission? Neither of us were given a uniform to wear in public, either."

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Posted: Wed, 22/04/2015 08:37 (9 Years ago)
A love of the outdoors was one of the factors in Keiran deciding on the life of a Ranger in the first place, so making the trip to Mahogany Town was no hardship. Leaves hushed and slid together as a breeze toyed through tree branches, the songs and cries of bird-type pokemon echoing through the canopy to counterpoint each step he took on the road. Days like this, with flawless blue skies and soft sunlight? Keiran found them almost sacred. Who could take a desk or lab job when they could have this? Fresh air aside, it was bracing to realize that this was the first action he was taking to begin his actual career. However well he acquitted himself to his mentor now, Keiran had the responsibility for his life only on his own shoulders.

"No pressure, hm?" He murmured absently to the single companion beside him, keeping up with sleek movements. As much as he'd wanted to have both of his partners out with him, Lana was tucked away in the small ball at his hip for now; Keiran had found out the hard way that, as short as the Trapinch's legs were, she couldn't keep up on a long distance hike. The last thing he wanted to do was distress his new partner by forcing her to strain herself, and carrying an extra 30 lbs on a cross-country hike from his hometown had only worked for half of the trip. Lana had been happy enough after an hour of cuddling that she didn't mind sleeping the rest of the way, and it gave Keiran a little more time to get used to his feline friend's new shape.

The Liepard's back-swept ears had twitched at his earlier comment, but Nero made no noise in reply. The dappled light filtering through the leaves on his violet and gold fur was beautiful, each ripple of muscle adding to the illusions of shadow and movement; it was easy to see the predator he was, instead of the small and troublesome kitten he used to be. In some ways, Keiran missed that Nero, but his time away at the academy had changed them both. Nero had not taken well to being left behind after years of being the closest friend Keiran had, even for something as important as Ranger school, and Keiran hadn't had enough visiting time to ever truly make up for the absence. The small cat had gotten more troublesome for the Morgan family, more withdrawn and testy even with Amber, Keiran's mother. When Keiran finally graduated and came home, he half-expected Nero to reject him entirely, not matter his apologies, but instead Nero had shoved himself at Keiran, upset and insistent to not be left behind again. A powerful enough desire that the small, emotional Purrloin had evolved there in Keiran's arms as he stared, taking on a new form. The understanding Keiran had of cat-type pokemon had always been strong, but at that moment he felt keenly both the sadness and determination of his friend and former companion, and even if it caused complications in his life as a Ranger, Keiran couldn't bear the thought of ever leaving Nero behind and hurting him again.

As a Liepard, Nero was beautiful, but in some ways it still felt like a bruise to admit it; Nero had achieved this form out of undeserved sadness, after all. Regretful, Keiran trailed his hand down the curve of the cat's spine as they walked, pleased when Nero arched into the touch with a soft, high-pitched sigh. "We're going to be alright," he promised, taking the few moments they still had to themselves as the town drew closer. "You and I, and now Lana too. Nothing to keep us apart, I'll make sure of it." Big green eyes turned up to him, watchful before Nero blinked, slow and deliberate in the way of cats showing trust. Keiran swore to himself that he wouldn't break it.

Having been to Mahogany Town before, it was easy enough to navigate, taking note of the various stalls where a few street vendors sold novelty items to tourists passing through. Far less relaxed than he'd been on the trail, Keiran stayed watchful, both grey eyes moving carefully to keep track of body language and any movements near himself and his companion-- after so long with cats, he was a little too good at being suspicious, but that would only help him as a Ranger, he thought. Using that cunning, he approached the Pokemon Center but hung back from the entrance, watching the people around it instead. No one in uniform, no one waiting for a meeting, and unless Keiran entirely misunderstood how Rangers functioned, there was no reason to think the team mentor would be inside. Instead, he took in his surroundings, and after a moment the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

"Ah," he said softly, glancing down to see that, yes, Nero had noticed as well; was staring directly to their left, down two streets to a sitting area where a Persian and Luxio were wrestling in the sun beside a resting figure. "Time to say hello, Nero?" The cat rumbled, a soft hushing sound in the new vocals he had from his evolution, and Keiran smiled. He kept his fingers brushing Nero's shoulder as they walked closer, eyes on the man seated on the storefront bench. When they were in hearing distance, Keiran considered his options before simply smiling, eyes half-lidded and expression playful. "Good morning. Mind if I sit?" If this was his mentor, the man wasn't making himself easy to find; Keiran could do worse than to play along and see how far the game went.

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Posted: Tue, 21/04/2015 10:10 (9 Years ago)
I think we can handle it with two, so I'm game to start whenever you're ready. We can always give it a shot for a 'prologue' and then decide later to pull in more players if it feels like we should.

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Posted: Sat, 18/04/2015 19:39 (9 Years ago)
@HowlingHooves

Thank you! I'm glad I understood everything. This should be fun. If I understood the formatting right, this is for introductions and we'll be moving to a different thread for the actual RP, right?

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Posted: Sat, 18/04/2015 07:25 (9 Years ago)

Title: Application


Name:
Keiran Morgan
Age:
19, close to 20.
Gender:
Male
Description:
Keiran is the oldest child of a retired gym leader (father, Max Morgan) and a pokemon breeder specializing in feline types (mother, Amber Grant-Morgan). He stands just over six feet in height, tan with a lean but athletic build; posture is typically straight even when he is relaxed. Dark auburn hair is worn in a carefully messy style, medium length with longer bangs that fall around light grey eyes. There are small silver piercings in both ears. Keiran's clothing choices run to quiet colors such as dark or light greys, light browns and sage greens, usually in simple combinations of jeans, a long-sleeved shirt and a t-shirt layered over it. His pokeballs and items are kept on a wide leather belt slung low around his hips, or a smaller utility band placed at one thigh.
Personality:
An only child for most of his life, Keiran is quiet and confident, without the need for excessive chatter not the patience for it. His sense of humor is more sarcastic than most and he is more likely to snort than laugh out loud. Like his mother, he has a certain level of cunning that shapes the use of his intelligence, but his actions are not outright malicious; at worst, they could be called selfish or overly playful. If there was time for it during his schooling, he would pull light pranks on his fellow trainees, but was careful not to be caught. Despite this, he has a genuine passion for being a Ranger and protecting different regions and Pokemon from harm from Team Rocket or any other threat.
Pokemon:
Lana, Trapinch (F); Given as beginning Ranger partner.
Nero, Liepard (M); A family pokemon.
Note: Nero's egg hatched the same day Keiran was born; as a Purrloin, Nero was Keiran's constant companion and stayed with him after graduation. Nero's evolution is recent and, still new to his abilities, he is not overly powerful despite being in his second form.
Other:
Thanks to his upbringing, Keiran is very familiar with feline pokemon (Meowth, Persian, Glameow, Espurr, Meowstic etc) and has some level of affinity with them. He communicates well and can understand their moods and actions; however, as a result he doesn't get along with canine-types such as Growlithe or Houndour at all.

(OOC: I hope this is alright. While I have about 4 years of RP experience on other websites, I'm a little new to forums, so if I make a mistake please let me know. This is a very interesting story and I hope I can be a part of it.)


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Posted: Sat, 04/04/2015 01:30 (9 Years ago)
Sup, I go by Bay and I'm looking forward to playing with cute pokemon and getting to chat with people a little bit. I'm easily distracted but I try to do lots of clicking, so see you around. :)

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