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I'm just starting with these three for now. If I claim anyone who anyone else wants, please tell me and I'll give them up. Except Link.

name -- Link
gender -- Male
appearance --

Really ginormous picture :

personality -- Courageous, determined, a puzzle-solver who is sane in an insane world. Under the Protagonist's Curse, cannot speak.
what game are they from? -- The Legend of Zelda

name -- Red
gender -- Male
appearance --

Less ginormous picture:

personality -- Generally unknown. Determined, strategic, eternally bound to his Pokemon. Under the protagonist's curse, cannot speak.
what game are they from? -- Pokemon

name -- Steve
gender -- Male
appearance --

What a blockhead!:

personality -- There are many of them, cloned bit by bit, each with a different personality. Under the protagonist's curse, cannot speak without his text box or microphone equipment.
what game are they from? -- Minecraft

{Awesome!}
{Let's get this RP started!}

Red wandered around the strangest overworld he'd ever seen. When he encountered a strange pink anthropomorphic creature, the text came up, "A wild SHAYMIN appeared!"

He could only imagine that it was shiny, and severely glitched. Factoring in both of these things, he had to catch this whatever it was.

Still, he had no Pokemon, and he'd been left with only three Pokeballs. But one of them was going to catch this level 22 shiny glitched-out shaymin, if he had anything to say about it.

RED threw a POKEBALL!

Amy was walking around with her hammer, alert for signs of any danger. She heard something and whipped around. "Huh?" Amy wondered aloud.

A random Pokeball hit her square in the head, and she was quickly sucked inside. It was very dark and hard to see, other than random flashing lights here and there, but oddly enough, she had plenty of space to move around.

"What's going on?" Amy asked nobody in particular. She'd never been in a Pokeball before, and she wasn't really sure if a Pokeball was the ideal place to be. "Is anyone here?" she called, waiting for a reply.

There was no reply. Her voice sounded simple, like she was in a confined space. Despite how she had plenty of room, a wall would occasionally bump into her.

From the silence that she got in reply, Amy sensed that nobody else was currently inside the Pokeball. Desperately, she began to smash at the wall of the Pokeball with her hammer.