Ｃａｓｔｌｅ ｏｆ Ｇｌａｓｓ (Multi-famdom rp) Open

[Grape Eater]

~Valerie- Cicero, Elizabeth~

The dark pokemon nods, but gets plucked up in seconds by the blonde. He enjoyed the care he recieved, and begins to nestle his snout against her jaw. Valerie does not seem disturbed by the way her pet was picked up. If anything, she was glad that there was someone that could accept her taste in looks.
"Ah- That's a Sableye!" She replies to the question before getting back up to her feet, arms held behind back as she rocks upon heels. "They are pretty neat- I agree!"

[AcetheKidd]

Elizabeth cuddled against stableye."sableye? I never heard of such creature..but I want one so bad! Then maybe I could show Cecil~." She blushed slightly and placed him down after a while."My name is Elizabeth. .whats your names?" She asked them both

[Grape Eater]

~Valerie- Cicero,Elizabeth~

Once upon the bricks, the pokemon would get back to his business- picking his talons on the bindings that hold back Cicero's hands, a whistle in his work.
"I'm Valerie!" The pale lady replies with a beaming tone, tired eyes clasping as she grins to the now-known Elizabeth.

[Ploegy]

Gold
His eyes widened at the sound of the roar and he moved closer to Explotaro to assure that if something were coming to get them that he would be close to his Pokemon to fight with him. "I guess we'll have to worry about your Umbreon later. Whatever his friend is that is coming should probably be our first priority. Either that or you go after him and I hold this thing off the best I can. Your choice," Gold said as he looked toward Wes. He knew how it could be to lose a Pokemon and if he could allow Wes to go after the Umbreon he would even if it meant putting himself more at risk against the unknown creature that was headed their way. He could hold himself though. He had stood up against the God Pokemon so he could handle the creature too. It was in his nature to take rather risks no matter what would happen to him in the end.

Nowi
"If that's what we all want to do that's just fine. Exploring this place could be a lot of fun, though I suspect it could be dangerous, especially after the screams I heard from upstairs," Nowi said as she fiddled with her dragonstone. She wouldn't admit that she was a tad bit scared of what might happen as they began to explore, but she knew it had to come eventually. Soon enough they would need food and maybe even a place to sleep and staying in this area wasn't going to fix those issues. Maybe if they came across the others she had heard they could find some things out about this place or even gain more allies. The more the merrier or so they say. More friends certainly did appeal to Nowi that was for certain.

[fire,]

Logan, AKA The Wolverine
❝In my whole life, I felt like an animal. I ignored my instincts. And I ignored what I really am. And that won't ever happen again.❞

name: James Howlett
nicknames: The name he goes by is Logan, don't call him James. That is, if you can even find out his real name. He was also called Jimmy before he lost his memories.
gender: Male
age: Unknown. He's hundreds of years old, but he looks as if he's in his thirties.
sexual orientation: Heterosexual
crush: None
family: Elizabeth Howlett [Mother, Deceased]
John Howlett [Father, Deceased]
John Jr. Howlett [Brother, Deceased]
Mister Howlett [Grandfather, Deceased]
Dog [Half-Brother, Deceased]
Thomas Logan [Stepfather, Deceased]
Rose O'Hara [Cousin, Deceased]
species: Mutant
fandom: X-Men

appearance

hair: Black
eyes: Brown
skin hue: Tan
body type: Wolverine is muscular, but not too, too beefy.
clothing: His normal clothes consist of a button-up shirt, leather jacket, cowboy boots, jeans, and a belt. Like this.
height: Unknown
weight: Unknown
scars: None.
birthmarks: Unknown, probably has none.

abilities

weapons: His adamantium claws.
skills: Logan is a great fighter, and he is sometimes referred to as the ultimate weapon. He is good with almost all weapons, including firearms, but partial with bladed weapons. He is a master in martial arts, and knows pretty much every fighting style there is. He has wide knowledge of the body and pressure points, and is an accomplished pilot. He is also good with espionage and covert operations. In close combat, Logan has a sort of rage state, where he lashes out and his fighting abilities increase. He tries to compress this, though it has saved his life in numerous situations. He goes by a code of honor, and does not want to kill anyone no matter how easy it would be to do so for him. Because of Wolverine's immortality, he is intelligent and has travelled many places. He knows many languages, and a few he hasn't mastered but knows a few sentences or so. There's more to this mutant than meets the eye.

personality and background

personality: Logan has a lone-wolf personality, preferring to fight his own battles. He doesn't mind company, though he'd rather not have it. He seems grumpy and mean but he really does care for his friends. He doesn't want to hurt his friends, even if it seems he has no friends with his attitude. He can be humorous at times, on a good day. You could say he likes fighting, but its more like protecting. He doesn't wish to kill anyone, as mentioned before, he goes by a strict code of honor and morality when dealing with those kinds of situations.
history: Logan, who then was James, was born to Elizabeth and John Howlett, in Cold Lake Alberta, Canada sometime between 1886 and 1897. As a boy he was frail and prone to allergic attacks, having incidents every now and then. He was neglected largely by his mother, as she was institutionalized soon after the death of her first son, John Jr. Howlett. He was often punished by his grandfather, Mister Howlett, in order to raise James right. "Firm but fair" is what he'd say to justify his abusive actions. He often spent his time as a child with two playmates by the names of Rose O'Hara, a redheaded Irish girl who was sent to be a companion to James, as well as a boy that was nicknamed Dog, Thomas Logan's son and James's half-brother. They were once close friends, but once they matured more the abuse directed towards Dog changed him. He made unwanted advances towards Rose, to which James reported to his father. In return for this, Dog killed James's puppy, and because of that both Dog and his father were expelled from the Estate where they had stayed. Thomas and Dog later broke into the Howlett Estate with a shotgun, determined to take his former lover Elizabeth back with him. John Howlett had attempted to stop him, but Thomas shot James's father out of cold blood. James had just walked into the scene, and this was where his mutant powers had finally manifested. Bone claws shot from his knuckles, and he killed Thomas and scarred Dog's face with three claw marks. Elizabeth took her own life with Thomas's shotgun, driving James away before she committed suicide. Dog falsely reported to the police and to James's grandfather that he had been responsible for all of the deaths that night. Rose and James had fled to his grandfather's house for protection, but he simply told them to leave, and take refuge on a train or something. Though due to blood-ties, Mister had to help his grandson and Rose flee. James was traumatized, though his healing abilities somehow erased the trauma from his memory, causing him to be partially amnesiac. Rose and James soon found themselves in the Yukon territories of Canada, taking refuge in a British Columbia stone quarry. He decided to go under the name Logan to hide his identity from authorities. With months of working in the mines and the new environment, dramatic changes were made to his body, and he was unusually healthy and ferocious. His senses were heightened to beyond an animal's, and he broke rocks easily. He said he believed it was part of his grandfather's devil personality, and he soon closely resembled the groundskeeper more than his father. Because of all of his hard work, he was able to earn the respect of a lot of his peers. Even the foreman, Smitty, had grown a liking to him and treated him like a son. This angered Cookie Malone, Smitty's original favorite. Cookie disliked Logan from the start, and caused much trouble for him. He constantly hurt Logan, until Smitty cam to his rescue. Cookie even set off one of Logan's explosives, not killing him but succeeding in killing five other men. Because of his healing abilities though, Logan was never truly hurt by Cookie, and learned to run and hunt with wolves. He even beat Cookie in a cage match, earning him the nickname: "The Wolverine." After the battles, he would constantly hear people saying: "Its not the size of the dog in the fight, its the size of the fight in the dog." Which said out-loud made it become true. During this time, Logan had developed strong feelings for Rose, but because of their relationship as cousins he could not act on them. Smitty had also grown close to Rose, and the two eventually fell in love and they became engaged. Logan was filled with scorn and surprise, but soon accepted the situation for the sake of Rose's happiness. Meanwhile, his grandfather was failing in health. He asked Dog to go and find Rose and Logan so he could make up with them before he died, and Dog agreed. He had become a formidable man himself, and tracked the two with ease. Dog was planning to kill Logan instead of brining him back. Logan wanted to fight with Smitty, but aloud him to win for Rose. After they left for Midtown, Dog still found and fought Logan, reminding him of his life as James Howlett. Though he was the bigger one of the two, Logan managed to overpower him. He was about to kill Dog, when Rose jumped in front of him to stop Logan. Unfortunately, Logan accidentally impaled Rose instead. Horrified by killing his first love, he fled into the woods to live his life in solitude. During this time he fell in love with a few women and fathered some kids, who he did not know he even had. He was erased of those memories by Romulus, an immortal mastermind who had taken an interest to Logan's mother's family. Logan had a few more confrontations until he finally joined World War One as a part of a special Canadian Military force called the Devil's Brigade. He also joined the Devil's Brigade during World War Two. After a while, he had soon found and joined the Weapon-X Project. He went on many missions and such with them, and soon was given surgery to lace his bones with an indestructible metal called Adamantium, to which he lost his remaining memories. He was then founded by the X-Men, and joined up with their team.

[Ploegy]

(Accepted~)

[AcetheKidd]

"That's a pretty name. It's nice to meet you ma'am. " Elizabeth smiled brightly. "So umm..is stableye a demon of some sort? " she was curious and her mind tend to wonder sometimes. She was most definitely curious about creatures like this

Wes sighed."I have to find him..for espeon's sake. I'll join you." Wes glanced out an Window, seeing something. His eyes widened. "Are you kidding. .he was saved.." Wes saw the tainted lugia fly towards the castle. "Shadow lugia? Is that how he looks like.."

[Ploegy]

Gold
"Shadow Lugia, huh? Well at least we've battled Lugia before. If ya want to go after your Umbreon I think I'll be able to handle Lugia. Explo and I have faced the legendary in battle before," he said, completely ignoring the shadow aspect to the Pokemon. Of course he hadn't necessarily beaten Lugia before, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to go about it. Ever since his encounter with Arceus, he believed he could face any Pokemon without an issue no matter what it was, even if it were the God Pokemon himself again. His cockiness always seemed to cloud his own judgement of how powerful the enemy actually was to begin with. That typically lead to dangerous situations for him, not like he mattered much about the dangers. "Get ready to attack, Explo. This is going to be one hell of a fight."

[fire,]

[Okay, thank you! Do I just wake up after being knocked out or something? c:]

[rad']

~ZiM~
~162/16
~Irken Invader
~Mood;; confused
~tagged;; blue

ZiM tilted his head. "Wha?" He
blinked, then recalled that humans
have red blood. "O-oh." He coughed.
"I'm fine. That's... Just how I blush."
He muttered shyly, tucking his
hands in his hoodie pockets.
//gah, my anatomy messes
my whole disguise up.//

oh? blue cocked her head at the tiny little creature, tapping her chin with a perfectly manicured fingernail. that was how he blushed? wow. that couldn't be real. could it? the girl frowned slightly as she considered the possibility that this boy could have blue blood - but that simply was not possible for humans! perhaps...no, that was ludicrous. blue smiled simply, making herself look more like a plastic doll than an actual human. "wowee, that's certainly new!" she said, grinning perkily, but still keeping a blank look plastered on her face. this boy couldn't be allowed to know what blue was thinking right now - luckily, most men consider most women to be underneath them intellectually. if blue had any luck, this one would be the same.
"so, shall we go inside then? you look positively freezing!" she declared, standing up out of the snow, offering a hand to ZiM.

(ahh, this is nothing! xc sorry!)