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Dreams of the Past OOC/Sign-Ups

Name: Caith
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Throh

Appearance:
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Caith is a bit thinner, not as wide, as the average Throh, though. His belt is tinged blue, which was ironically his favorite color. (sprite is not the default.)
Clothing: Other than a Throh's, nothing.
Personal Items: Caith doesn't use weapons other than martial arts.

Personality: Caith is not reckless. He thinks before doing almost everything, including speaking, and he often thinks too much. He's very thorough and will check to make sure that every task has been taken care of, although he's not fond of working with others. Caith prefers to fight and complete tasks alone, and he doesn't socialize with others much, though he will talk if invited to. He doesn't talk that loud, either - he almost never yells and his voice tends to get tired a lot, so he speaks at a somewhat quieter volume than regular conversation level. He likes sparring a lot, but would rather not get into a real fight. He'll avoid trying to make enemies if he can help it, but he knows some things are inevitable. Not too focused on making friends, he probably won't hang around in a large group for long, especially because he dislikes crowds. Caith is open with asking questions, though. He does watch what he says, but sometimes he does make mistakes.

History: Caith was raised by a Trainer who one day wanted to be the Champion, but at the same time didn't want to strain his Pokémon too much. The Trainer was very diligent about sparring and training, though, and Caith gleaned much knowledge of battling over the time his Trainer, him and the Trainer's other Pokémon traveled throughout the region. Though slowly, the battles grew harder, and the Trainer's Pokémon gradually got less and less time to rest as they fussed over levels and strategies. Towards the end of the Unova region, Caith got more obsessed with sparring, and practiced with his teammates for extended periods of time every day. He was determined to help his Trainer become the Champion, and wouldn't let competitors get past him. The Elite Four challenge neared, and Caith was working harder than ever. Just before his Trainer reached the end of the Elite Four, Caith was chosen as a prize for the true Champion, and was simultaneously separated from his Trainer by a Bouffalant attack. The charging Pokémon was angered by the large amount of trainers entering its territory, and targeted Caith; the Throh managed to fight off the buffalo Pokémon, but had strayed too far backwards down the path while doing so. This led to Caith heading back towards Opelucid City, where he was chosen as one of the Sleepers. As far as he knows, his Trainer might have passed the challenge and become one of the Champions, but he can't be sure ... yet.

Moves: Circle Throw, Vital Throw, Body Slam, Reversal, Earthquake

Other: Stormecho knows Kekkaishi?
 
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Signing up as a Pokémon who lives on Mt. Silver, not a sleeper. Sorry, Stormecho; I changed my mind after you posted... But I guess now somebody else can be a Sleeper.

Name: Rei
Age: 10
Gender: Female
Species: Sneasel

Appearance: Rei is almost a normal Sneasel, a dark blue bipedal Pokémon that resembles a cat or a weasel. She has a large, round head and a thin body, and stands about three feet tall. She has mean-looking, bright pink eyes, and an oval-shaped yellow gem of some sort on her forehead. Her right ear is a small triangle that extends from her head, but her left one also has a reddish-pink feather-like extension on it; on the male Sneasel, this feather is long and wide, but since Rei is female, her ear feather is comparitively small. She has very narrow shoulders, and long, thin arms. On the end of each arm are two long, curved, white claws. In the middle of Rei's chest is a yellow gem like the one on her forehead. Rei stands on two comparitively short legs with feet that are basically the same as her hands, but much less dexterous. For a tail, Sneasel has three long feather-like growths similar to the one on its left ear, but larger. The only difference between Rei and a normal Sneasel is that Rei's tail feather-type-things are longer and thicker. But she also has some small claw-scars across her body from her previous fights with other Sneasel. In addition to those scars, she also has a cut up her face, right next to her left eye, from a Donphan's tusks.
Clothing: None
Personal Items: None

Personality: Rei is very inquisitive and has a dream to explore the world beyond Mt. Silver. However, at the same time, she is afraid of what she might find, and her goal is to train at Mt. Silver to grow stronger before she ventures out into the world. She is completely unaware that the Pokémon at Mt. Silver, including her, are typically high-leveled and that she is probably strong enough to at least get off the mountain. But she is also intelligent in other ways, and likes to play mind games. Her favorite way to win a battle is to use her Dark-type to her advantage and Taunt the foe or merely win them over with words until they are at least somewhat bewildered, and then attack when they are least expecting it. She is also surprisingly competitive. And sometimes, in battle, she can go crazy with her claws, making her a formidable opponent.

Outside of battle, "sweet" is not a word to describe Rei. She dislikes strangers very much and is easily suspicious of things. Often she demands a full explanation of something before she accepts it. However, she can work out some details herself with her intelligence. She tends to talk a lot rather than be quiet and keep her thoughts to herself, and this sometimes lets her say things that are uncalled for. Rei can be very blunt sometimes... Other than keeping secrets, at which she is very good, she needs to watch what she says sometimes. She can generally be a bully sometimes, without realizing it. She is not good at knowing what others are feeling, which can often make situations worse. But she is not easily tricked and can see through lies if they aren't well said.

Cutting things up, living or not, satisfies Rei for no apparent reason, and she loves to eat meat. She doesn't really want to hurt anyone, but her dark nature as a Sneasel can give her a little bloodlust sometimes.

History: Rei is young for a Sneasel, and up on Mt. Silver where only the strongest Trainers ever went, and almost nobody has gone since Pokémon training fell out of practice, things are boring, so Rei doesn't know much. Mostly she's just trained herself on other wild Pokémon since she was old enough to fight. Since most of these opponents were other Sneasel who lived in a group nearby (but of which Rei was not a part) and about the same age as her, Rei often won, which gradually built up her ego. She tended to not have many friends, since she could almost go insane with anger sometimes. Even among other Sneasel, it was a bit of a stretch for others. But Rei didn't mind being alone, since she mostly took up her time thinking and training her agility when she didn't have sparring opponents.

When she was four years old or so, a group of Donphan raged through the area of Mt. Silver in which she and the other clan of Sneasel lived. Though the Donphan were weak to the Sneasel when it came to type, they had powerful defenses, and attacks that could tear right through the group of Sneasel, which made very few brave enough to fight. One of the few was Rei, since she had spent most of her life training and was finally ready for a challenge. Though the other Sneasel and Weavile were older and more powerful than Rei, she fought powerfully, but not without one Donphan scarring her face with its tusks.

Oddly, after the battle was over, and though the group of Sneasel and Weavile wanted her to stay with them, Rei refused and dispersed farther, to defend her own territory. There were other Sneasel in later years who tried to take the territory from her, but with Rei's fighting experience, she was able to fight the intruders off. At the start of the role-play, she still defends her territory, which is near the tunnels that lead to the sleeping Pokémon.

Moves: Ice Punch, Slash, Taunt, Faint Attack, Double Team, Hone Claws

Other: Ability is Keen Eye. Also, I may accidentally call her Rie, since I used that name a lot before in other role-plays; if I do that, hopefully you know what I mean.
 
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Name: Sadrapel (call her Sadie if you must)
Age: Twenty-five in human years
Gender: Female
Species: Pokemon/Liepard

Appearance: Sadrapel looks like a normal Liepard: She is primarily purple, with a fuchsia 'mask' over her green eyes. She has a tiny pink nose with a very keen sense of smell, and two fine 'eyebrows' over her eyes. She has two unbelievably long whiskers (they curl up to her ear-tips) and a yellow underside and legs and rings all over her back. Her tail is curled to look like a sickle.
Clothing: N/A
Personal Items: a submachine gun slung inside of a satchel over her neck

Personality: Sadrapel is a serious feline, always having a cool disposition and having her voice in monotone. She usually doesn't talk very much, keeping quiet and minding her own business. She is a fine example of schadenfreude, always taking pleasure in the misfortune of others, most of the time pointing out to her daughter how lucky and great their life is compared to others. As a fatter of fact, there's only one who Sadrapel really cares about or is concerned over. That's her kit, Chora. However, if someone treats Sadrapel and Chora right, she usually becomes a little more accepting of them. Sadrapel is also very sly and cunning, making her a great hunter and good at dodging attacks. Sadrapel is very stealthy as well, not making a sound. She acts very stuck-up and snobbish, when she does open up to someone, though holds an air of elegance and sophistication.

History: Sadrapel was born a small Purrloin in the wild to a pair of Liepards like herself, and as a kit she was very loud and active, most of the time hopping around and trying to playfully attack anything that moved. Unlike most Liepards, her parents became mates for life, and she lived happily with another sibling, her sister Lepasa. Then her father, Adrapoel, was killed in a battle with another fellow Liepard. The other male Liepard had been following the family for weeks, eyeballing Kleolep, Sadrapel's mother, and was intending on taking her as his mate. Adrapoel and the lusty male fought, for Adrapoel knew that if the other male won, he would kill his beloved daughters, as they were not his children. Sadly, the other male won the battle, defeating and killed Adrapoel. Kleolep, mad with grief and anger, sprung at the male and started to duel with him as well. Fortunately, she succeeded. The other male was killed, though the damage was still inflicted on the mother and her daughters. The three females grieved for moons. They would barely eat, and slept all day.

Then Lepasa stood up one day, and yowled at her sister and mother to stop their grieving, and try to mend their lives. After that, Lepasa changed. She started to leave the family, even though she was still a little Purrloin, sometimes she would be gone for days. Kleolep and Sadrapel were left alone. One day, Lepasa came back as a Liepard, strong and beautiful. After that, Sadrapel had decided that she too would venture out to grow stronger and maybe start a family of her own. She sadly left her mother and sister, and padded away from them.

Within the next few months, Sadrapel had grown incredibly strong, usually challenging each Pokemon she met along the way. However, she always vowed never to kill unless it was necessary. While walking along one day, she met Cinccino who called himself Miciny, and before she even had started talking to him, she knew that the Scarf Pokemon had to be her mate. They courted each other, and after a few weeks of staying together, Miciny left her. Saprapel could understand. She knew that most of the time, mates, especially if they were of different species, did not stay together for long. So, she happily kept trucking along, until her stomach started to swell like she had eaten too much. She had never been expecting eggs before, and she happily started to settle down in one area.

After a few moons, she laid one purple egg with cream-colored spots, and she loving cared for it, always nuzzling next to it and keeping it warm. When it hatched within a week or two, a lovely young Purrloin sprang out. She christened the hatchling Chora, and even before Chora could walk, she picked her up in her mouth and headed off in the nearest direction.

She started hearing about riots that the humans and Pokemon started. Living in a forest next to a nearby city, Sadrapel tried to keep as far away from it as possible. After a while, a thought occurred to her. She had heard gossip that if the humans and Pokemon found the 'sleepers', that the world would be a better place. Maybe that could mean her baby girl could grow up free and happy, and have a much better life than she. Without a doubt, she and her baby joined the Pokemon trying to find the sleeping Pokemon, and this is her story from here on out.

Moves: Sucker Punch, Night Slash, Taunt, Growl, Scratch

Other: Her ability is Limber. She also speaks with a slight accent, rolling her 'R's' and dragging out her 'S's'

Do I have to make a sign-up for her daughter, as Chora's only a minor character?
 
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Name: Sinar

Age: 1807

Gender: N/A

Species: Solrock

Appearance: There is little that is actually distinctive as far as Sinar looks in comparison to other Solrock, a floating orange rock with yellow 'rays' coming off of it, giving it the appearance of a floating sun. It's eyes are glowing red spots coming out of narrow slits on it's face.

Clothing: A Cleanse Tag stuck on it's back.

Personal Items: Cleanse Tag

Personality: A rather difficult being to communicate with being that it is relatively emotionless. It doesn't speak too often, and does so telepathically, almost never utilizing it's voice. It tends to brush off anyone it doesn't feel the need to associate with. It is merciless in battle, eliminating enemies with no remorse or anything of the sort. Sinar hardly distinguishes between Pokemon and human.

History: Sinar made earthfall near Mount Silver, a rare sight for just about anybody living nearby. Making it's nighttime retreat the bowels of the mountain, Sinar did relatively little, emerging with the rising of the sun and retreating with the sunset. While many humans noticed it, they didn't do much about it, and instead quietly observed in curiosity, though one suspicious old lady did stick a piece of paper on it's back centuries ago.

And so, Sinar observed the rise of Pokemon training as a popular activity among the humans. And saw many hopefuls climb the slopes of Mount Silver. A few noticed the odd Pokemon residing in the most remote corner of the mountain, but Sinar could escape capture relatively easily. An odd project Sinar observed was the corralling of rather powerful Pokemon into a catacomb inside the mountain. They were put to sleep, and Sinar learned that the humans were planning to unearth them when a master trainer arrived.

Sinar checked the chambers every night. For quite some time. However, the champion never arrived. Instead, Sinar witnessed the end of training. It saw trainers killed for little reason other than being trainers, which struck Sinar as highly illogical. But, little could be done as cooperation between humanity and Pokemon dissolved.

One hundred years later, humans began picking at the mountain, and eventually got to the tunnels Sinar watched.

Moves: Fire Spin, Rock Slide, Solarbeam, Psywave, Light Screen, Sunny Day

Other: Ability is... Wait, Solrock's only ability is Levitate. Solrock doesn't even have a Dream World ability. Also, neither 'trained and bred to be an obedient and powerful battler' nor 'one completely innocent, born and raised in this new era.'
 
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Shadow, I don't see the changes. Also, your description still says she is a Shinx, and about everything in your app still needs work - some slightly more detail, her personality being unclear, such as "interagative web" and how it doesn't reflect her apparently dangerous temperament. Also, if she's turned into a berserker who kills humans despite being treated well all her life, there should be some clear reason for it, not just something vague.

Darksong, Lili and Storm are accepted, Mad MOAI (nice avatar by the way, gotta love Kekkaishi) and hopeandjoy are reserved.

We have three spots left, and I will start the RP once they are filled and those that reserved are done. Remember, there are eight sleeper spots, and only two are taken!
 
Finished Isei and Prektaan's forms. Should they be accepted, I'll bring them in when I'm the right level
 
Seems fine to me, Exo. Once you reach level 5, you're cleared to bring them in.

And now finally, a human character! The first of more to follow, I'm pleased to see.

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Name: Prospero
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Human

Appearance: “People say I look strange. Is it my haircut?”

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Lithe and spry, Prospero has a youthful appearance, with kindly features that make him somewhat difficult to take seriously. Although he is not, he has eyes that make him look young and impressionable, vacant and grey, like a cloudy ocean. His hair is cut short except for two curvy bangs that are pushed up by his ears, jutting out of the sides of his head like horns, and is bright turquoise in color in typical manner of the low ranking members of Team Galactic, of which he is but one of many. Compared with them, he has very little in the way of physical individuality, with only his uncommonly friendly smile helping to endear him to those he meets and separate him from the rest of the blueheads in their eyes.

Clothing: “I am Prospero of Team Galactic.”

Depending on their assignment, the uniforms worn by Team Galactic personnel vary in design and functionality. Although a common feature they all share is the way in that they resemble space suits of some description. As a current member of Galactic’s Kanto branch, Prospero wears a long-sleeve shirt, black on the top, with a grey stripe separating the lower, white half. The sleeves are grey and patterned with rings, with a white metal TM Driver with the disk cavity located in the chest-piece, emblazoned with the golden G logo of Team Galactic, covering his right arm and chest.

Stored inside the shoulder unit of his Driver is a vibrant pink emerald-cut gem of the Psychic type embedded into a secret compartment, which functions as the device’s source of energy for attacks. On his lower body, he wears slim black leggings with grey space boots, kept in place with an item storage belt which acts as his substitute for a travelling bag.

Personal Items: “Essentials are things that everyone requires. But personal trinkets… can be essentials too.”

Carrying a standard issue deterrent firearm, which like his TM Driver features the Team Galactic logo, having been manufactured by them, his belt also holds a Smoke Ball for distraction purposes, a full (but small) TM pouch, several empty pockets, and last of all a silver pen and a small notebook. The notebook is in fact his diary. Created and maintained, despite his hatred of people who look back at their past, as a way of keeping track of his progress and personal growth on a daily basis. There is no lock – for he feels he has nothing to hide. Although all the same, he will only bequeath it willingly to another Team member, or someone of at least equal interest to him.

Personality: “Right this way, sir. I’m here to help you in any way I can.”

Prospero is a public servant by trade, a standard grunt working as part of a group calling themselves Team Galactic. Although it is unclear if this group shares ancestry with the original Sinnoh crime syndicate, or is in fact a copycat organization, their ultimate goal remains unchanged; to create a better world than the one there currently is. Citing that extremism is never the solution, they further their aspirations through seemingly legitimate methods. Researching new sources of energy and pioneering new technology for the now global human independence industry.

Courteous, always helpful, always smiling; Prospero despises his own species. Although he puts on a happy face for the public, behind his smile he resents the way people look at him like a freak. Turn their noses up at Team Galactic because of their old reputation, unable to tear themselves away from past grudges and traditions. Like Pokemon Training. A dead, obsolete culture some fools still continue to feel nostalgia for, much to his disgust.

Absorbed in their own history, they cannot move forward into the future. The bright, enlightened future he dreams of, yet knows he will never live to see. Once an optimist, his faith in humanity lingers by a shred. Yet despite his bleak outlook on the situation, he cannot help but care about what happens. His scorn for the human race is the product of disappointment rather than malice. He simply cares for his fellow man too much to let them come to harm, blind and stupid though they are.

And so he smiles, because humans need the positive re-enforcement. Even the most abhorrent human is at the end of the day just that; a human. It doesn’t matter who they are at the end of the day, only that they have the right to live out their life in whatever ignorant way they choose. Those are the rules, and to break them would be unforgivable.

History: “The past is fleeting, it is gone. Look instead to the future.”

Prospero was not always such. To start with, he was just a little boy.

Raised in Veilstone City, Sinnoh, growing up into an era where Pokemon Training was taboo, it never became part of his lifestyle. Leading him to look upon the ones who still yearned for the old days of Trainers and their monsters with apathy, never quite understanding the appeal posed by the potentially dangerous creatures. To him, they were just monsters waiting for someone to step into the long grass. Serpents that brought whirlpools, behemoths that ate mountains; all of them hazards to human safety.

In time, he came to idolize humanity, because they were different from the monsters. Art, culture, creativity, technology, they were the counterpart to the savage beasts in every conceivable way. Optimistic for the future of the human race, his hopes eventually lost their tarnish as time passed by, with the world around him standing still. People still argued over the same tired subjects. Money, land, resources, and Pokemon especially, with illegal fighting pits rumoured to exist down in the depths of the Sinnoh underground tunnel network. New ideas were treated with caution and scepticism, while old, obsolete traditions and beliefs were allowed to fester and take root in people’s hearts unchecked. Disillusioned with his hopes and dreams, filled with bitter disappointment, he turned to the only people who might possibly help him.

Team Galactic.

Growing up in the shadow of their building all his life, a vast complex structure personifying the sought after human values he’d come to cherish, he’d always seen their enigmatic nonconformist ideals as revolutionary in a world where change moved too slowly for his liking.

Given a new name; Prospero, he abandoned all ties to his past and stepped forwards into a new future. A future with a real purpose, something he could work for.

Serving them became his new life. He dyed his hair blue, cut it short, and burned away his fingerprints, giving himself away to his new identity completely. 15 years of age at the time of his rebirth, he was still considered too junior to join the organization as a full grunt. And was given thorough re-education as well as accommodation for the 3 years it took for him to reach the accepted age limit. Graduating into a full grunt on his eighteenth birthday, he was dispatched on his first assignment shortly afterwards – a transfer to Galactic’s Kanto branch under the operation of an Admin, where he would serve for the next 5 years.

That assignment is now coming to an end. Having reached the end of his tenure,, spending 5 additional years under the wing of Team Galactic, spreading word of their cause, rumours have now come to light that point to the link between the two regions of Johto and Kanto – Mt Silver – as the site of an archaeological dig. Fearful of something they cannot speak of in public, the Admins declare that they want the dig stopped.

Dispatched to Mt Silver with a team of others under the public pretence of providing security from wild pokemon, Prospero need only to stop this dig, and he can go home again.


Moves: “Battle isn’t all brute force and adrenaline; you need to have your wits about you.”

He owns 5 corresponding TM disks to his gem type; Trick Room, Reflect, Psychic, Ally Switch, and Role Play. His HM move is Flash.

He has 4 items; Smoke Ball, X Special, Red Card, X Sp.Def. Also a Pokemon translator.

Other: “Humans are so... ungrateful. About everything.”

He has a warped perspective on age. Respecting the young for the very reason that they can learn and make mistakes, and slandering the old because they become set in their ways after a certain age, and lose their practical use to society. To counteract the affect of aging on the mind, at the age of 40 he plans to terminate his own life rather than suffer senility. And will likely leave his body to science by the same logic.
 
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Lili: If she's just a minor character, you don't need to.

Prospero is accepted, player list is updated. We actually have broken a trend, both in human characters and the amount of sleepers in comparison with the other characters.
 
Is there still room? I counted and I think there is but I'm notorious for missing things. If so I'd wanna wriggle in here somewhere. I'd like to be a Sleeper if available but I can play a human if you need one.

(also I'm offering up the use of my RP 101 social group if you care to link to it)
 
There's still room, and oh god yes a sleeper! 8D I was getting worried we wouldn't have a full team.

So yes, reserved~
 
sweet, here goes then.

Name: Sherwood
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Species: Sawsbuck

Appearance: Sherwood is an impressive specimen of his kind, towering nearly two feet over his kind's average of six, and seemingly permanently stuck in his winter forme. His antlers branch out and sweep behind his body considerably, and look broken in a few places, though the breaks seem old. The ruff of fur around his neck is soft and fluffy, as are the ruffs around his hooves. He bears a number of old scars over his muzzle and chest, though his fur ruff covers the chest ones normally. A bit of his left ear is missing, and the other has a small tag in it, a relic of his days as a wild Deerling that was never removed. There is an old Silk Scarf tied around his antler.

Personal Items: ear tag; Silk Scarf

Personality: Sherwood is a rather quiet creature, preferring the use of actions than words, though he is by no means a stoic type. He is used to being in charge, having risen to leadership in his herd before his capture. He is stubborn to a fault oftentimes, and not adverse to using his size to his advantage, though he shows an odd amount of gentleness and respect to human women.

History: Born long ago in the forests around Driftveil City in Unova, Sherwood was one of the many Deerling being studied by the nearby labs. He was tagged shortly after birth, and his herd was tracked carefully to study the behaviour patterns and seasonal changes of their kind. His herd was fairly large, and his father was the head Sawsbuck, so the scientists expected him to reach a similar large size, and he did not disappoint.

When his antlers began to come in - a sign of his impending evolution - the dominance tussles among the young males began. He gained a few of his chest scars in these battles, from being struck with a stray hoof or antler, but he healed well. His antlers grew in fast and large, making him quickly gain respect within the herd.

It was about this time that the scientists noted that his coat never seemed to change colour - he was always the pale brown of the winter Deerling. This was believed to be a basic genetic mutation - the other coats weren't programmed into him, or something similar. A scientist was assigned to his study.

The newly-evolved Sawsbuck and the young woman weer wary of each other at first, and she would watch him from a distance when he was near the facility, and keep notes on his tracker when he wasn't. But eventually, he would venture closer to the building, and eventually let her touch his coat. Their bond only grew from that point on, and he would even let her ride upon his back if she needed it.

But the massive Sawsbuck caught the eye of those collecting Pokemon for the greatest champion to choose from. Despite not being carefully bred or trained in combat from childhood, the Sawsbuck was impressive in physical bulk, and proved to be formidable in combat, as they found through observation and direct challenges with their own Pokemon.

After much resisting, her was finally captured, and trained to follow a trainer's orders before being sealed away with the others. When he awoke, unaware how long they'd been sealed, he resolved to search for his beloved human friend.

Moves: Nature Power, Horn Leech, Jump Kick, Aromatherapy

Other: Ability: Sap Sipper

(dangit forum stop fucking with my messages >:C)
 
Well I'm kinda busy at moment can I just make a reserved spot as a sleeper and will just post a new profile soon. Still gonna be a Luxray.
 
Ok here is the start of my form.
Name: Crystal Hertz (pronounced 'hearts')
Age: 16 before put into sleep chamber.
Gender: Female
Species: Luxray

Appearance: She has the normal figure of a female Luxray, but petitier. She has a slim figure and all the spiky parts are smooth. She is shiny and has baby blue eyes. The star at the end of her tail is very sharp and blood red. Her fangs are exteremely pointy and the rest of her teeth are flat. Due to petite figure shebis very fast, and very agile. She is very thin, and a 'purr'fect figure as her trainer used to say.
Personal Items: She has a Electric Gem that her trainer gave her.

History: Crystal was raised in the pokemon day care center by a lass named Tina. Tina was striving to be a pokemon coordinator and trained Crystal in fake contests against her friends pokemon. When Tina was of age the duo starts training for real. They went all across the region competing and they were doing great. Crystal was pampered and her diet and exercises were changed sonshe hottie figure she she has now. Everyone cheered when she entered stage and she felt so loved. They had 4 of the 5 contests ribbons when everything turned south. A female loner, also a luxray, started killing abandoned pokemon. This was at first looked away, but then it continued. After Tina and Crystal had won the last ribbon the death count was at 20. This wasn't too bad, until that loner killed a human. After a little investigation the police thought Crystal did it. After another human died the police settled that it was her and were going to lock her away. Crystal did what she thought would work, she ran away and killed the loner. But this was a bad idea, the police found her over the dead Luxzay, and thinking she was the strong one that did all those killings, locked her in the sleeping chamber, figuring one day a true hero would find and tame her.

No one ever came, and so she sat, asleep within this chamber. She has grown a strong hatred towards humans due to this and wants them gone, permanently.

Personality: She is very shy, and never speaks out. She is misunderstood and due to the events that took place she was feared. She has a very sweet disposition and is kind. She cares for every pokemon but due to her HISTORY now despises humans. She may be sweet but her bite is definitely worse then her bark. She will fight when she needs to and will get very violent. She gets irritated easily when something she loves is insulted, but at this point that would be nothing. She is what you call homosexual, and becomes very embarrassed around pokemon of her own gender.

Moves: Thunder Fang, Ice Fang, Swift, Charge Beam.

Ability is Intimidate
 
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