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Open Battle for the Great Plains

Coloursfall

THIS IS HOW WE BLEED
So, untill two of the members from Sacred Waters get back and we get some more, we'll have some fun with this! :3

In the Great Plains of the Akiio Reigon, live two clans. One if a clan of Dragon-type Pokemon, dwelling in the Sakio Mountain in the north. The South has the Skeleton Swamp, home to the strange half-breeds, called PokeGryphs, which are half bird and half feline or canine.

The PokeGryphs are trying to claim the entire Great Plains for themselves, and have to drive out the Dragons to do so... The Dragons, meanwhile, are trying to keep their terratory from being taken.

You are a member of one of the clans, battling towards your aims.

RULES:
-Typical RP rules
-Legendaries are like normal Pokemon here, with no uber-strong powers.
-You can be related to/be mates with/Other relationships other RPers, but you have to ask them first, and then notify me.
-put 'beans' in your post if you've read this
-PokeGryphs are half bird Pokemon (the front), and half feline or canine(the back)


Form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Clan:
If PokeGryph, what are you made of?:
Rank in Clan:
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:

STUFF NEEDED:
- Alpha Male and/or Female for Dragon Clan


Me:

Name: Crescentia Fangblood
Age: 40
Gender: Female
Clan: PokeGryphs
If PokeGryph, what are you made of?: Skarmory and Umbreon
Rank in Clan: Alpha Female
Appearance: Crescentia is tall and lanky, with her front being that of a Skarmory and back of an Umbreon. The rings on her Umbreon half are red like the inner feathers of Skarmory's wings. Her wings and beak are scarred from many battles, while her back is nearly unscarred. Her tail is long and flowing, and her back paws have sharp claws. She wears a necklace of polished red stones, signifying her leadership over the clan.
Personality: Crescentia is violent and bloodthirsty, with a love for battle that is almost unrivaled in her clan. She takes great pride in her clan, inspecting each kit after birth, and if it doesn't match her standards of hardyness and strength, she will fly out and abandon it in the Plains. She is preening her daughter to take over leadership of the Clan.
Bio: Crescentia was the daughter of the previous Alpha Male, and was raised to battle without mercy, and many of her scars are from her training as a kit. When her father died, she became Alpha of the clan, at the age of 17. She pushed her clan to be powerful, and they responded well to her fire and determination, and they claimed half the Plains as theirs under her leadership.

When she was 23 years old, she was courted by a handsome male Pidgeot/Arcanine, and the two became mates. The litters she bore all died untill 10 years ago, and then only one, a girl, survived. Shortley after, her mate was killed by the Alpha of the Dragon clan. Since then, she's thirsted for revenge, preening her duaghter to take after her.

OTHER:

-Position of Crescendia's Daughter has been claimed by moon-panther.
-If you want, you can be a PokeGryph that's sided with the Dragons (but if about two others already are, please try not to)
 
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BBBBBBEEEEEEAAAAAANNNNNNSSSSS

Name: Screech
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Clan: Dragons
Pokemon: Vibrava Vibrava
Rank in Clan: Alpha Male
Appearance: Screech looks like a normal Vibrava.
Personality: Screech is very energetic. He loves to talk, which annoys many people. He is a very skilled battler.
Bio: Screech was born into the Dragon clan and is one of the most experienced Pokemon in it. He has been offered the position of being a leader many times, but he was satisfied with his position as a battler and scout. He recently, however, accepted being the Alpha Male.
 
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Name: Forfaves
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Clan: PokeGryph
Made Of: Pidgeotto and Absol
Rank in Clan: Battler
Appearance: Forfaves has a Pidgeotto's head and front body, as well as its talons for front legs and Pidgeotto's wings sprouting from where the shoulder blades would normally be on just about any skeleton. Then her feathers become the white, shaggy fur of an Absol, with the normal Absol backside. Her crest is gold like a shiny Pidgeotto's.
Personality: Forfaves is a generally hopeful and optimistic personality, and would do just about anything to get in a good laugh.
Bio: Forfaves is among the youngest of the battling PokeGryphs, and is usually seen as a minor. However, she is quite good and has mastered using her tail as a weapon, as well as using her back legs to hold enemies down while clawing them with her talons. Other than this, she has absolutely no interesting history.

EDIT: Oops I forgot. Beans.
 
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Form:
Name: Griffia Featherwing
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Clan: PokeGryph
If PokeGryph, what are you made of?: Pidgeot and Persian
Rank in Clan: Warrior
Appearance: Griffia has the backfeet, tail and body of a Persian. Her front feet are the legs of a Pidgeot. The gem on her head glows when she is in battle. Her body is dark brown, and her wings, beige. Her eyes are dark red, like her gem.
Personality: She is mostly happy and social. But when in battle, she is ferocious and bloodthirsty, not showing mercy to anyone who crosses her path. She is pretty unpatient, and want to get as much done as possible in as little time as possible.
Bio: Griffia was born not in any clan. Her mother was Luna (Umbreon+Pidgeot) and her father Glimmer (Persian+Fearow), but both died in a fight against the Dragon Clan. Griffia found the PokeGryph Clan, and decided to join because she had nothing better to do.

I'll finish later, okay? I'll reserve that space.

Finished :D
 
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Here's my form (weee, beans!). Oh, and Blaziking, do you think I could be your mother? Just because it would make sense for the story ;)

Name: Kali
Age: 83
Gender: Female
Clan: Dragons
Pokemon: Flygon
Rank in Clan: Alpha Female
Appearance: Flygons, as well as most dragons, generally grow larger as they grow older, and she's no exception. Kali towers over most of the other dragons, at 13 and a half feet tall. She still has the bright, vivid skin tone she enjoyed in her youth, but she has become broader and less agile-looking as a result of her age.
Personality: As the Matriarch of the Dragon clan, Kali is a wise and experienced leader. Kali has been a warrior first, but also knows the importance of communication. She is happy to offer guidance and leadership during tough times.
Bio: Kali grew up within the dragon clan, and was instrumental in leading it to prominence within the entire mountain range. Now, however, she believes it's time for the next generation to step up, and has offered Screech the opportunity to evolve and take command, something he's turned down.
 
Name: Iltuma
Age: 47
Gender: Female
Clan: Dragon
If PokeGryph, what are you made of?: Staraptor and Espeon
Rank in Clan: Second in command/Deputy
Appearance: Iltuma has a bright red gem on her forehead and her eyes are dark purple. She is very flexable and can squeeze through tight spaces. She has a long scar from her head to her tail. Where her tail-tip splits into two, there are two feathers.
Personality: Iltuma is sweet and kind, and seductive, but can turn into a rage and is very dangerous when angry. She respects her leader and other members of the clan. She's as wise and experienced as Kali. She's quite protective over Screech and other young ones. Iltuma pictures herself as a dragon and tries to deny she is a PokeGryph. She looks up to Kali like a mother.
Bio: Iltuma was abandoned has a Starly/Eevee PokeGryph when she was young and was found by Kali. She soon was raised by Kali and joined her group. Iltuma pictures herself as a dragon and tries to deny she is a PokeGryph. When she met her parents in a battle with the PokeGryphs, she asked why they abandoned her. They said it was because she was weak and they couldn't care for her. That she would hold them back. Iltuma evolved at that moment and killed both her parents. She's hated PokeGryphs ever since. She soon worked her way up the ranks and became Deputy/second in command. She had a bad experiance with BEANS in the past.

Is it okay with Kali for the relationship?
 
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Name: Zius
Age: 30
Pokemon: Garchomp
Gender: Male
Clan: Dragon
Rank in Clan: Second General
Appearance: Zius is a tall and imposing Garchomp. Very agile and forceful, he makes for an intimidating opponent and a valuable ally.
Personality: Zius is a very meticulous and prideful individual. He feels that the lives of his clan weigh far more than his own. He is fueled by determination, often causing others to view him as stubborn. Both in and out of battle, he remains relatively calm and clear-headed. He holds great respect towards Kali, and he acts politely towards his clan members. To his subordinates, he is demanding but is careful not to push them too far over their limit.
Bio: Despite his young age, Zius is well-respected as not only a good strategist but a good fighter. Although he was born into a less prominent family within the Dragon Clan, he steadily rose up the ranks and gained respect along the way. Beans.
 
Name: Scar Bloodworth
Age: 28
Gender: Male

Clan: Pokégryph
Made of: Altaria + Ninetales
Rank in Clan: General (Battler)

Appearance:
Scar’s pale yellow face looks entirely too cute and innocent and chubby for someone with his name, and he doesn’t even have any cool-looking scars to make up for this atrocity. His long neck has only three parallel lines from a dragon’s claws, but while these are long and jagged, they’re very faint. The ribbon-like ears stream out behind him when he flies, and can be quite distracting as they are very expressive. He also has what appears to be a white, fluffy cloud from the base of his neck and extending into wings. He also has a ninetales’s front paws, back legs, and body, lithe and muscular and perfect for running. His nine tales tipped in rusty red fan out behind him, making him look somewhat more impressive – but still not like a pokégryph intimidating enough to befit his rank.

If anything good could be said about his appearance, it’s that he’s very graceful when he moves, and can even look like a work of art depending on whom you ask. Of course, not all would think that this is necessarily a good thing; gracefulness and good balance are important in battle, yes, but he looks too frail, and beauty should never be put higher than prowess.

Personality: It is said that Crescentia’s bloodlust is only almost unrivalled in her clan; Scar could, perhaps, be the reason for this lack of an absolute. He’s fortunately not entirely insane, not enough to cause a lot of trouble for his own clan, but only in battle does he feels truly alive. He’s the first to volunteer for any fighting, so much so that nobody even bothers to ask any more; it’s just assumed he’ll go once someone informs him of the upcoming battle. Once in battle, he’ll weaken his opponents with effects like burns and confusion in addition to directly attacking.

His bloodlust comes in the form of his tendency to never bring back any prisoner alive; anyone he can get his paws on always end up dead, even if not particularly bloody – he doesn’t have much to cut them up with, of course, though he does love walking through puddles of blood as he observes the work of his subordinates. He prefers setting his opponents on fire, however; most dragons tend to resist fire-type moves, but once they’re nearly rendered helpless, that only means they’ll suffer longer as he burns them to death.

The mere thought of battle can usually cheer him up, since he tends to sing while on his way to a battle, and he brightens whenever he has the opportunity to tell stories of battle to wide-eyed younglings. When he can’t, though, he generally is somewhat depressed and mopes around, perhaps going off alone or with allies to hunt. He might do other things to prepare for battle, though, or randomly test other pokégryphs to make sure they were battle-ready.

He has higher standards in a pokégryph than Crescentia does, so after she’s checked the kits for their power, the parents know not to relax just yet. A few days later, when the kit has had some time to strengthen up a bit, Scar too will come to match them to his standards. If they don’t, he’ll simply kill them; without talons or a substantial beak, after all, it’s difficult to carry them anywhere. Once they’re dead and incapable of struggling, he’ll carry them off to the wilds and let the pokémon eat the kit, as he doesn’t believe they deserve respect the deceased usually get. In addition, he’ll actively search for kits Crescentia abandoned in the wild, and kill them on the spot.

Perhaps surprisingly, he is otherwise gentle, especially with the young. He teaches them to fight to the best of their ability, trying to find the best way of learning for each individual kit. He’ll play to their strengths, and try to match them up with other pokégryphs that cover their weaknesses, hoping they’ll become friends. Despite this, he has no real friends of his own—how could he, when they know he might just kill their children even if Crescentia wouldn’t?

Bio: When Scar was born, he was named in the hopes that he’d receive many scars to make up for how unimposing his parents knew he’d grow up to be. They trained him hard, but he always managed to heal from the injuries, and he got better quickly. As he was subject to the judgements of other pokégryphs because of his appearance, however, he became quickly obsessed with battle as an attempt to prove himself. Even his parents were judgemental, so Scar was seemingly left with no choice.

As he threw himself more and more into becoming better at fighting, he became obsessed with the battle itself and lost sight of his reasons for wanting to be better in the first place. Instead he slowly became who he is today, someone obsessed with battle and someone who made battle his only reason for living. Fighting and winning was the meaning of life for him, and he projected this onto everyone else. He quickly rose through the ranks, gaining the reluctant respect from the other pokégryphss, but also their dislike. He had long passed the needed requirements for the pokégryphs to admire him, and had gone overboard. His ability could be admired, yes, and his lack of scars would be a testament to how good he was rather than his lack of battle experience, but he also inspired fear.

It was often suspected that he couldn’t really have reached his rank at such a young age, and there were some mutters about exactly how he got there so quickly, but none dared to say it to his face. If they did, well… they could expect to be tested very soon to see if they had any reason to still be in the clan, and if they didn’t need to drop in rank a bit more.


Why always beans? Why not… shrimp?
 
Name: Twila Fangblood
Age: 10
Gender: Female
Clan: PokeGryph
If PokeGryph, what are you made of?: Pidgeotto and Eevee
Rank in Clan: Next in line for Alpha

Appearance: She is smaller in size, she has pale tan feathers that trickle into tan fur the more back it goes along her body. On her hind legs, her claws are longer than norm and her tail is longer than other Eevee PokeGryphs, a trait she has inherited from her mother. She wears a small necklace given to her by her father when she was born around her neck, a single dragon tooth dangling from the chain. Her head is that of a Pidgeotto with Eevee ears on her head ((One is alway floppy)). She has a very sharp beak and piercing light brown eyes. On her shoulder blades are her wings, usually folded at her sides.

Personality: She is calm and sweet. She loves her mother more than anything, but she is starting to question her methods the older she gets. She is mostly quiet when the subject of war is spoken about, and eerie quiet when the fact of what her mothers does to those she sees as "weak". She tends to act older than she really is, being gifted with a great amount of intelligence.

Bio: The only survivor of her Mother's litter, she was instently thrust into the role of next Alpha at a young age. She often feared the other PokeGryphs, more Scar than most, afraid that she may not be up to their standards of "strong". She acts very shy around large groups and looks mostly harmless, but behind those light brown eyes she is planning on how to bring her clan out of it's blood thirsty ways and into a time of peace. She was always taught that Dragons were evil and how they killed her Father, but from watching her mother and how she threw other's kits away...she is truly wondering if they can be even worse. She doesn't remember much about her father, other than his voice talking to her in her sleep.

.........................snaeb.............
 
k, in, we can start now. :3 I'll let people join after we start though~

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"Alright troops! Our raid on the Dragon Base will commence soon, are you all ready?" Crescentia hissed, stalking back and forth before the assembly. The clan's strongest warriors were gathered here, ready for battle... It made Crescentia's spirit soar, to know that she had made her clan this strong... Her clan. Hers.

She lept onto a half-decomposed carcass of something large and mostly unidentifiable. The stench of the swamp was part of daily life, and she was no longer repulsed by the powerful aroma like she was when she was a kit.

"Prepare yourselves! We leave in one hour!" She called, tail flicking behind her.
 
Twila sits quietly behind her mother, looking out at the PokeGryphs that have gathered. She shyly looks to the ground whenever anyone glaces her way, hiding the unsure look in her eyes from the clan. She listens to her mother, a cloud of uncertainty clouding her mind.

Why do we have to fight...? Why can't we just live in peace, Mother?...why are you so blood thirsty?

She looks back up at her mother, trying to search for the kindness that her mother had for her in the mighty Alpha's eyes. She then lays flat on her belly, ears drooping a bit. She felt cold inside, cold and sad now that the time has come for the war. She hated the tought of slaughtering others, hated hearing of how Scar will burn every dragon that crosses his path. She was afraid of Scar, ever since she found out that he killed kits that didn't meet his standards. She feared that he would one day come for her and kill her.

Stop thinking like that...you're no longer a little baby kit anymore...you've grown bigger than before...and he wouldn't attack now, not with your mother still around to stop him. Once she is gone, you will be the Alpha of this clan
 
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