Hey guys, I'm just going to throw this old thing out there. It was approved in the old league, but I made a few move modifications a while ago.
Cacnea | Male |
Sand Veil Illuminate | 0 Exp
Signature Attribute: Jack-o-Lantern
Flavour:
There once was a man who had a love of fire, a burning passion that made him ire.
But a man like he, he bore no shame. He declared he was a botanist to astonishing acclaim.
A friend to fire and a friend to grass, he declared from the rooftops during Sunday’s mass.
He then fell from the sky and broke his back, leaving him in pain inside his worn old shack.
Not one soul had ever put trust in him, only stealing his life whim by whim.
Soon he bore dire anger for fellow man, and he formulated a very passionate plan.
He would find all the plants, protect them he would.
Then set fire to the humans, let them burn as they should.
He walked into the blaze a happy soul, laughing and cheering through his final toll.
He did not walk out, to the plants’ dismay. He died that day, he died that day.
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The eternal sandstorm encompassing Sinnoh’s Route 228 is not a very natural phenomenon, breaking the mildly cold climate of the region. This is not because of a sudden change in regional weather, but events of a more spiritual nature.
Before Sinnoh had been completely overcome by modern tides, a small village had stood inside the sea-worn valley of Route 228, a town very similar to Celestic in the mainland. In the town was said to be a very joyous, patient and passionate man: old man Kelvin. He was spontaneous for his age, dancing and prancing about, proclaiming to the heavens his love for his greenhouse and his love for the sun. But a freak accident left him in great pain and forced the populace into a slow and steady show of inconsideration to him.
Being the passionate man he was, he never forgave them for forgetting him. Reports state he burned the town to the ground, then walked into the inferno himself, waving cheerily to his greenhouse, the only building left untouched by his blaze.
Hikers and trainers passing through the Route 228 sandstorm at night occasionally reported sightings of a will-o-wisp like figure floating amongst the sands, eternally searching, but always staying far from the humans. Time had bent his will and twisted his ambitions.
Old man Kelvin’s spirit searched for a vessel, a shelter from the curse of the sandstorm he brought, the sand would forever douse his fires and leave him in eternal pain. He had watched his garden plummet to the vicious sand, and the grit tore anger into him. He would search for a rough, harsh and powerful grass type to shelter his flame. The Cacturne and Cacnea were the only ones that had prevailed in the sandstorm he brought, and he feared leaving the site of the blaze as he may spread the accursed sand wherever he went. The Cacturne always sensed when he was close, and banished him far away from them with malevolent energies, in turn protecting their children furiously.
One fateful night, he came upon a bright orange sphere nestled in the sand, lying still and asleep like a child. His heart welled with fire; there were no Cacturne in sight, and this beautiful orange Cacnea lay unaware. He delved his spirit of fire through the pores in the sand dwellers skin. He had seen pumpkins akin to the baby; the children from the village had loved the jack-o-lanterns he carved.
He was reborn that day.
With time, the infant grew with the spirit inside him. When his parents had realized what was held inside him, they fled in shame and fear. Prickles was left with only the burning spirit of old man Kelvin to nurture him. With time, his mouth grew into a malevolent smile to let the flame within him breathe, his flower wilted and out sprouted a knotted stem. He felt himself get larger, more bright and more, more fiery with every breath he took, slowly shedding his former self to be reborn anew.
Effect: Prickles is considered to be a Grass/Fire type on all occasions (weather, STAB, W/R, etc.), on evolution to Cacturne his secondary type will be Fire and not Dark (he will still be a Grass/Fire type).
Prickles’ shines a fiery light from within himself, shunning the darkness around him and embracing the flame. He loses and gains the following moves:
-Faint Attack, Payback, Switcheroo, Fling, Dark Pulse, Sandstorm
+Flame Wheel, Flame Charge, Inferno, Will-o-wisp, Fire Punch, Flame Burst
On evolution, the glands in his body that produce deadly poison (along with major healing glands) will be unable to do so. The spirit of old man Kelvin influence overcoming them, bestowing upon him his eternal curse, giving him more as a gift for nurturing the old flame:
-Belch, Venoshock, Acid, Poison Sting, Poison Jab, Smellingsalt, Synthesis, Pin Missile, Embargo, Fell Stinger, Pin Missile, Spikes
+Sunny Day, Blaze Kick, Flamethrower, Fire Blast, Hex, Fiery Dance, Mystical Fire
Due to the unnatural energy residing within him, he cannot use Natural Gift, Secret Power or Hidden Power.
When wandering the desert on Route 228, attempting to find prey, Prickles realized that he illuminated the area around him, allowing him to be seen even under the harsh cloak of the sand (Prickles’ ability is now Illuminate instead of Sand Veil, he is no longer immune to Sandstorm’s damage).
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I could write up a description, but would the sprite be enough? :D