GaleFenrir

Also non-mlp related: HeavyxSandvich

@@Umbreon, 

Abigail turned around, startled by the tap on the shoulder. She smiled widely as she saw the woman, and her adorable little pokemon. "Oh wow!" She looked at the oddly colored eevee with wonder. She'd seen eevees before, they were relatively common pets back in Lumiose, but she didn't know they could have such pretty shiny fur.

This excitement made her almost miss Rin's invitation to battle, but she snapped back to reality just in time. "Huh? Oh, a battle?" Abigail seemed a bit apprehensive. She had came here hoping to learn a bit, not to battle. But, she figured it would be a bit embarrassing to admit that she was wholly inexperienced at her age, and given the fact she had two pokemon with her. "Yeah, sure, Rin! I'm Abigail, by the way!"

"-ry!" her clefairy interjected. "Oh, and this is Isabella." she said, pointing down to her pokemon. She looked down to the krabby in her arms, "and this is Jeanne!"

@@Leafeon,

The sandslash successfully latched onto the tentacool's tendrils, shutting its claws back closed from their splayed position to keep the grip tight. "Spin around, now, Warden!" its trainer commanded, and the sandslash started to pivot around, swinging around the tentacool like an Olympic hammer-thrower. "maybe, just maybe, we can confuse the tentacool. Or, you know, throw it around for good damage."

Then, the tentacool regained its nerves, and fired a supersonic. Given the close proximity of the two pokemon, it most certainly hit the sandslash, who was befuddled and disorientated by the rays of light. The sandslash was already in the process of swinging the tentacool, though, and the sandslash was continuing by simple momentum.

Then, came the water. Pouring out of the spinning enemy, the water pulse went everywhere, spraying the battlefield down, and of course, hitting the sandslash for super-effective damage. This hurt the pokemon, of course, but the sandslash was quite confused already and the stinging pain of rushing water wasn't the first thing occupying its mind.

A stray splash of water was coming directly for Cecil, and he stepped back to try and avoid it. Unfortunately for him, the water still hit him. Or, at least, his shoes. "Gah! Why must this battle be such a mess? Soggy shoes are the worst." He sat down on the floor, and took off his footwear, showing his bare, tender but honed, feet, flexing and wiggling the toes to get any stuck water to drip off.

The sandslash was still spinning, having picked up quite a bit of momentum from the pulse of water. But, it finally tripped over its feet, and fell onto the ground, slamming the grappled tentacool down with it. "Sla~a~a~ash?" The pokemon exclaimed on the ground, quite dizzy and eyes still spinning, but still inadvertently gripping onto the enemy's tendrils due to his claws naturally wanting to stay closed.

@,@@Umbreon, @@Vaporeon,  

"Cilla?" Abigail rolled the name off her tongue. It was not a name she'd ever heard before, but it sounded nice. "Cilla, umm, I really don't think traveling all that way would be wise right now." Abigail looked bashfully away for a second, "not that I think you can't handle it, of course."

Abigail gaily skipped over to the exit, "it's just, I think it'd be better if we went along together. You might get slowed down on your way there, anyway." Abigail put her hands behind her back, and smiled. "So... I think I'm gonna go prepare myself for what's ahead, okay?"

She stepped into the elevator, and unclipped her two pokeballs from her belt. She summoned her two pokemon, "okay, Isabella, Jeanne! Let's check out that school, mmkay?"

@@Leafeon,

"A barrier, huh?" Cecil contemplated as he witnessed Roxie's third pokemon take the field. "That could make thing's more difficult. Not to mention, it's another blasted water type... gah. That's just a load of bullocks."

The sandslash was tirelessly digging away underground. It's acute senses and experience alerted it to the summoning of the enemy above, and it lied in wait where it had heard the pokeball hit the ground. Without a cue from its trainer, it would break onto the surface at any moment now. It knew not what enemy it faced, but was prepared to attack it without fear.

"Think... Warden's new attack, crush claw. It could possibly lower its defense back down. Warden doesn't really have any other attacks it could use, anyway. Roll out wouldn't be resisted, but it is a gamble anyway. We need to think of a way to use our situation to our advantage... Warden's capable of improv, I know. I should trust him."

Warden burst through the ground, popping underneath the tentacool. "Crush Claw, Warden!" Cecil said, putting his hand up to his barren chest, splaying his fingers. "Slash!" The sandslash splayed out its claws, on both arms, reaching towards the tentacool's tendrils specifically. "The tendrils? Is he hoping to grab onto them, perhaps?"

-anything composed by Yuki Kajura(such as Madoka's OST, as well as quite a number of others. She's rather prolific)

-Revolutionary Girl Utena's entire soundtrack

-The Opening theme to Serial Experiments Lain

Lain's OP, for those curious:

100/10

perfect

I would totes RP with ya... again. But, dunno. Maybe not. Wandering may be enough for me.

edit:

But then again... CuriousxSymphony is incredibly entertaining to write

@@Leafeon,

The croagunk fell back down upon hitting the qwilfish, this time actually fainted.

"Ah, darn." Cecil uttered, "I was hoping to keep all my pokemon in good condition through this battle. Oh well, you did great Rogue, I'll get you healed up soon." He unclipped the croagunk's pokeball from his belt and returned it to safety.

Cecil clapped his hands, "alright! Now, you two!" Cecil turned to face his remaining pokemon, "I know you're eager Scout, but let's send in Warden, alright?" The two pokemon nodded their heads. The sandslash had just finished scraping off the silk off its back, and was ready for action.

"Slash!" The sandslash rolled onto the battlefield, uncurled, and flourished its claws.

"Dig, now!" Cecil commanded, not even waiting to see what pokemon Roxie would send out.

My take on the canon/non-canon debate when it comes to OCs

A character should fit a setting. It should also, preferably, fit the content of the story/RP. There is nothing inherently wrong with Alicorns/changeling hybrids/incredibly powerful magic/tragic angst; but if you have such an OC, you have to be very considerate of what stories they partake in.

Some DMs are very lax when it comes to what characters they allow in their RP, and sometimes this causes problems. If the RP is supposed to be a mystery, or suspensful thriller where anypony can fall prey, you probably shouldn't have a character running around shooting lasers out of their twin-wielded swords blessed by Fausticorn. (on that note, I now feel compelled to write such a character for the hell of it.)

Similarly, if the RP is supposed to be high octane action that decides that fate of the universe, a reclusive shut-in probably is not the best fit.

tl;dr

If the RP is supposed to be canon-friendly, be careful about using an OC that's out of left-field.

@@Leafeon, 

"Hmm?" Cecil uttered, eyeing the gym leader, as he clearly noticed her cover her face at the sight of his magnificent musculature. It seemed to have worked to his advantage. In fact, a lot of his actions as a trainer had successfully baffled and bewildered. He could only come to one conclusion.

"Of course! This! This is the ultimate synchronization of trainer and pokemon, locked in combat! The pokemon has always been the body, and the trainer the mind. But, now, I see! It's clear! The best method of combat, is for both pokemon and trainer to be both body and mind! I must take actions while dictating actions to my pokemon, who in turn carry out such actions and put their own twist. Yes, in such a manner, the opponent is left flabbergasted, stunned by our combo!"

"Now, Rogue, feint and finish this off!" He ordered, dramatically pointing, a grin on his face as he eyed the gym leader, and then gave a wink.

The croagunk bounded towards the qwilfish, jumped in the air- and then fell flat on its face, sliding beneath the qwilfish. "Huh? Rogue? Get up! I said to feint, not faint! Really, who even makes that kinda mistake?" The croagunk simply snoozed, a noticeable snot bubble being inflated and deflated as it did so, and it brought its arm down underneath its belly to scratch it.

"Gah, you're useless, I guess all those minor attacks add up, " Cecil turned to his other two pokemon, "now, which of you two is next?" Scout eagerly yelped "lithe!", and nearly bounded right onto the battlefield.

The croagunk then sprung up from its prone position, headbutting the qwilfish on the way up.

Cecil held out his hand to stop his growlithe, "nevermind then."

Sorry for my lack of posts everyone. Simply do not know what to do with Gardenia at this particular moment.

This should come as no to surprise to anyone who has ever seen a post by me about anime, but I'll say the best romance is Utena and Anthy's from Revolutionary Girl Utena.

However my interpretation of "best" may be considered odd. Because I'm not saying its the best because it's the most heart-warming, or sincere, or tear-jerking, or any of that mushy stuff. I say its the best because I have yet to find one more interesting and complex. However, there are certainly some mushy stuff that goes along with it. But, really, that's just icing on the cake for me.

I'd hate to spoil any bit of it though.

Everybody else is fleeing for their lives, and here I am just stripping.

What is my life?

@@Leafeon,

The pin missiles struck the croagunk from behind as Cecil was whispering to it. Again, it didn't do much beyond itch a little, but by this point there were several such itches and it was a real bother to the croagunk, though she'd never admit it.

Unfortunately, a stray pin stuck into the back of Cecil's hand, due to the proximity of him and his pokemon. "Ah!" He exclaimed, grasping hold of his pricked hand. "This! This is an outrage! Rogue! Go over there and smack it! Smack it good!" The croagunk nodded in understanding.

The croagunk bounded over to the qwilfish, and raised it's hand as if to smack it. However, rather then bringing it down to the qwilfish, it simply bent its elbow and rubbed the back of its neck, a disarming smile on its face. "Croa~"

"Gah! What are you doing, Rogue? I told you to hit it, not to be friendly to it!" The croagunk played along, turning it head back to its trainer, sticking out its tongue. It then scooped up some mud, and flung it at Cecil.

"Dammit, that wasn't part of the script!" he thought, as his clothes got all gunky. "I hate ad-libbers. Now I really have to change. Hell, I can hardly bear to wear this filth any longer!" He proceeded to strip off his shirt, revealing his torso in what he believed to be the epitome of physical condition. Of course, that was his inflated ego at work. In reality, it certainly was not statuesque porcelain perfection. Certainly not shabby, either, though. He flung his soiled clothes down to the ground. "Fine, whatever! Who even needs a dumb pokemon like you, why don't you just go hang out with your new prick of a friend?"

The croagunk turned back to the qwilfish, a silly smile on its face, "-gunk!~" It stepped forward, still with a friendly smile on its face, and its arms relaxed.

And then it smacked the qwilfish hard with a knee to the face.

Making a note here: I have now acquired a microphone, so, yeah. I can voice chat now.

Because she is one of the most complex and interesting characters in the show? Because her creative ambitions resonate with many people? Because she is really entertaining?

A character doesn't have to be perfect, in fact "pure" characters tend to be rather boring. A character that has noticeable flaws but works to overcome them is far more interesting.

A CCG being expensive to compete in? Now that's a shocker.

But, nah, really, that's the standard for any sort of game focused on collectibles. People who are really into the competitive scenes of Magic/Yu-gi-oh/Pokemon/etc. pretty much spend most of their expendable cash on it.

Good thing I have a scanner then. So how does that program overall work and what do you do? When I mean ''teach me your art'' I mean teach me your art. XD

Well, I would only recommend comicado to someone who uses a tablet. The main feature I like about it that a program like Photoshop or GIMP does not have is a virtual mannequin that you can place and pose on the board to use as reference. So, practically useless if you're drawing out on paper.

You can PM me about more general advice on digital art, I'd rather not clutter this thread with such.

Teach me your art master. 

Anyway, really nice. Do you use a touch screen or a mouse? And what program do you use? 

I have a small wacom tablet that I use. It's useful for the initial sketching and shading. If you have a scanner(as I know you do not have a drawing tablet), sketching on paper is also viable.

The program I use is a lightweight program called Comicado that I got off Steam. It's not quite as fancy as Photoshop but it suits my needs.

@@Leafeon,

((just thought I'd mention that Counter isn't actually anymore accurate than revenge. In game terms, atleast))

"Really? That's your tactic? Not doing anything at all?" Cecil scoffed at the gym leader. "Well, then, why should I even bother with you right now? Rogue, come here." The croagunk turned to face its trainer, "croa?". "No, we're not forfeiting, don't be ridiculous. But if the leader isn't going to actively fight, then we might as well take a moment to figure something out." The croagunk bounded over toward its trainer, standing in front of him, but still in the battlefield.

Cecil knelt down, and put his hand up so as to whisper conspiratorially into his pokemon's ear. "Ay! You know that poison sting move you have?" The croagunk nodded. "Well, quite frankly, it's awful. You should just forget about it, learn something new." The croagunk glanced at its trainer, clearly offended. "What? Look, when Warden knew it, it was just plain awful. Seriously, it deals so little damage and hardly ever actually poisoned the enemy. Look, I know a move that you should try learning, it could really help us in situations like this." This caught the croagunk's attention and it listened attentively. "Look, all you gotta do is..." Cecil began detailing the basics of how to pull off this technique.

((so, Cecil is now attempting to teach his Croagunk Feint attack to replace Poison Sting. I'm not sure how long that should actually take, though. Mind If it has sufficient knowledge to pull it off my next post?))

@@EquestrianScholar, @@Serious Sam, 

Gardenia

"My name is Gardenia, Princess." Gardenia said with a smile on her face, as she bowed her head. "It's an honor to finally meet you, Your Majesty." She didn't want to show how nervous she was, and managed to quell the tremor she felt surging through her legs. Logically, she knew that she could probably relax, given the general atmosphere of the train and Celestia's reputation for being a warm and friendly figure. Despite that, though, it was hard for Gardenia to not feel some modicum of pressure.

Ambrosia

Ambrosia waved a hoof at Kazemde's concern, "yeah, quite unharmed. Sorry, that near collision was as much my fault." She followed his lead and did a respectful bow. She wasn't quite certain what level of formality would be expected of her from this stallion, or even what formalities he would be expecting. She didn't know much of anything about Saddle-arabia, but here she had met not one but two ponies from there. Thus, she wanted to put her best hoof forward.

Ambrosia felt quite embarrassed, actually. She was actively looking for this fellow and she nearly bumped into him. Granted, the market place was relatively crowded, and Ambrosia's thoughts were wandering as much as her hooves. Still, she disliked it when the first impression she left a pony was that of a ditz. In fact, she quite disliked that term itself. Ditz. Some of the more bitter ponies she knew had called her that on more than one occasion.

She raised back up, and looked over Kazemde, for the first time up close. She didn't know what to say, after all, she didn't even know why Mirage wanted to find him. She figured it would be best if she let her do the talking, for now. She turned back around to see if Mirage had caught up.

9/10

Applejack looks great as a bat pony

My current user name is an anagram for one of my OCs.

That, and it's word salad-y enough to be distinct.