Hey everyone!
To all who loved C.C., I've decided to make another story! This won't be the same as C.C. (IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT, READ CAMP CATCHEM'ALL. NOW.) This story is going to revolve around war, battles, and bloodthirsty rivalry (with the desired romances, of course). A war between regions, A war between human and human; a war between pokemon and pokemon.
If you would LOVE to submit an OC (ONE ONLY;;;;IF YOU HAVE TO SUBMIT MORE, THEN PM ME)
Fill out this lovely form: THE MORE DETAILED THE BETTERZ
Name: (First and Last, Middle works but not necessary)
Age: 17-21 ONLY, (unless you're creating a commander/drill sergeant/general. THEN PM ME)
Gender: MALE OR FEMALE.
Appearance: (height, body type, eyecolor, hair, skin color, etc? go wild)
Personality: (this is a big one, be DESCRIPTIVE. Any flaws? Impediments? Embarrassing talents? I WANT TO KNOW. Scared of blood? Cant shoot a weapon?)
Hometown/Region: (nothing made up please, no isshu. REGION IS IMPORTANT—WILL PLAY A ROLE IN WHO YOU'RE FIGHTING FOR.)
History/Backstory: (Family, tragic accidents, anything that would cause YOUR poke-soldier to enlist! This can be brief but it needs to be to the point)
Desired role: (Nurse, Soldier, Bystander, Normal Trainer, Air Force, Etc. For Figures of Authority aka generals mentors and drill sergeants please PM me.)
Pokemon: (SIX ONLY, LIST GENDER. If you list the attacks I am deleting your character on sight. Also, if you MUST MUST MUST MUST have a goddamned nickname then make your main pokemon have a nickname ONNLY. Or I will delete your character.)
Weapon of Choice: NO GUNS. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO GUNS OR I WILL DELETE YOUR CHARACTER. DAMMIT. Use more exciting things like katanas and shuriken. Thank you :)
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Name: Nikolas Tarkov
Age: 46
Gender: MALE
Appearance/Clothing: Nikolas Tarkov stands strong at five eight, with an extreme muscular build. His hair is light blonde and his eyes are light blue. He has three scars running from his scalp over his eye, and these are white and shining. He has multiple tattoos on his large biceps. He wears military clothing—either a olive green muscle shirt, or white or black wife beater. These are tucked into camouflage pants which are tucked into a battle-worn pair of combat boots. Around his neck are dog tags, with the Russian Inscription, "Идти как по маслу" or, "To Go with a Run." His stubbly beard is light and thin, as well as his hair. Tarkov wears his nameplate always, reading "G. Tarkov" And on special occasions He wears his entire dress uniform, complete with bars, medals, and pins. On hot days Tarkov wears amber-glass aviator sunglasses and ties an olive green bandana across his forehead. On his hands are worn out gloves that have the fingers cut off.
Personality : Tarkov screams. He screams with all of his might. He screams because his mother screamed. His Grandmother screams. They all scream at Nikolas Tarkov, and because of this Nikolas Screams right back. Tarkov is driven and strong, almost unfeeling in the face of danger. He is bitter, he is battle-worn, and tough. He never shies from blood and isn't hesitant for the kill, and these traits have made him the best general Kanto has ever seen. His voice carries, his heart beats young and strong, and he can fight until the death. Tarkov is compassionate about his recruits. He knows he is training them to die, but this fact only pushes him harder to train them, to train them to cheat death and "win" wars. Tarkov is of Russian descent, and his accent is thick and heavy and intimidating. He has a weakness for crepes, he has a weakness for dying children and pokemon. Although these weaknesses are few they are strong in their sway over the general. He is a fan of high respect and screeches at anyone who disrespects women and the elderly.
Hometown/Region: Born in the country side of Fuschia City. Kanto
History/Backstory: Nikolas' father left when Nikolas was very young, so he had to deal with his mother and the sick Grandmother (nana Tarkov). They taught their children young to be strong, unfeeling, and lethal. War machines. Killers. Times were tougher then, with tension rising and many dying. Nikolas was cared for by his mother, no mistake, but her harsh exterior molded him into the stoic monster he could be. He had three brothers, all much older, who never paid much attention to Tarkov. Tarkov saw his brothers go into the wars as he grew up, and assumed that he must fufill this role as well.
Desired role: General/Drill Sergeant
Pokemon: Nidoking (M) Nidoqueen (F) Rhyhorn (M)Electabuzz (M) Golem (F) Machamp (M)
Weapon of Choice: Tarkov doesn't enjoy many weapons, but he favors a long machete he affectionately calls "Chenkov" and an aluminum baseball bat.