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Open Pandemic

Name: Carv Goretuzk

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: About, 1m95, Carv's height is a little above average, but suits his 83 kg weight perfectly; he's not musculed or anything but his size gives him some strenght. Carv's hair is dim black, a little long and kind of spiked, covering only the forehead of a face that, not being particularly attractive or unattractive, wouldn't stand out in a crowd. His eyes are a deep emerald color, too dark to notice from afar, his nose is small and pointy and his red lips twist on the edges in a provoking way. He prefers dark colored clothing and dry tones of green, brown, red or grey. The Luxray DNA made him hairier and with a blue-ish tone, made his fingernails grow to claws and his teeth become sharper, and gave him a lot of physical strenght.

DNA: Luxray

History: Carv had a normal childhood, but then his parents divorced when he was 6 and he moved out to live with his mother. At the age of 14, Carv found out his father had died almost six months before and his mother hadn't told him so he ran away from home, leaving behind the financial problems going around in the house and the constant yelling between him and his mother. He left with an empty stommach and a bag with nothing more but clothes and books. Living on the streets turned out to be harder than he had imagined and a year later he was raped in a dark alley, keeping him awake at night with reminiscences of the screaming and the pain. What kept him from suicide when the world had turn its back on him was drugs. He started by smoking but quickly progressed to doing lines and at the age of 20 he was arrested while stealing a grocery store for drug debts. He was tagged a mental patient and sent to a sanatarium, later being set up on the project by the mental hospital.

Personality: Carv says everything and acts like he's high, even though he's been clean for more than three years. His mood swings a lot and you never know how he's gonna react to what happens around him. The Luxray DNA made him more competitive and violent, but also more protective of his friends.

Other: Moves: Thundershock, Thunderwave, Spark.

Oh, and Bolt.
 
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Ok! I think we have a good number here, we'll start.

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Emese squirmed a bit in the small room that she and the others had been placed in. It was close quarters, and it was making her twitch. There were too many people in the small room, and she knew exactly what was going to happen next. The scientists – damn them – were going to release the specimens of the Virus into the sealed room, infecting them all in the hopes that the Pokémon DNA would counter the destructive capabilities of the tiny creature.

The spray came a second after she’d completed the thought, and she could just feel the tiny things crawling all over her… Well not really, but it was making her paranoid and itchy knowing that that was what they were doing.
 
Mysti managed to stay still as they released the tiny parasitic Pokemon all over her. After all, she was part Raichu now and if things didn't work out...At least she could tell her friends in Heaven she was part Pokemon!
 
Oyasumi closed his eyes and tried to hide behind his wings, to no avail, as the toxic spray reached them.
And now to see the results of this evil experiment... he thought.
Even though his personality was set to "calm" at the moment, fear swamped him, and his mind went black.
 
Andy was sleeping on his big fluffy tail. He was suddenly woken up by some scientists who had placed some wires over his body.
"Wh-What's happening?" he asked. "Why are there more wires? YOU PROMISED NO MORE!" Andy then let out a Thunderbolt, but there were just little sparks coming out now.
 
Meanwhile, a boy, around 24, was crouched in a corner, mumbling to himself.

"How do they know that DNA will stop it?" he muttered, "There's no way I'm gonna be subject to this disease."

He felt his ears.

"And I look like a cosplayer." he moaned, "And if I do get out of here...."

He descended nto a horrid thought.

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"Hey, look, here he comes."
"Oh, little Miles Minun."
He didn't seem to pay attention to all the remarks he was getting, but inside the words cut like a knife.
"Hey, why didn't you object all over those scientists?"
Miles let out a low sigh.


(Yes, if you didn't know, my character is Edgeworth, but it won't really come up much.)
 
Evelyn twitched once in a while, using every ounce of her self control not to move or scream and escape. As the nozzles started blowing the spray out noisilly, she lost a bit of that control and huddled into a ball meagerly. She whimpered, each bead of sweat making her think that the parasite was crawling on her. How was a bit of pokemon DNA supposed to save them?
"Please, God... I don't want to die so meaninglessly..." she couldn't help but mutter.
 
Emese squirmed a bit more, and then she heard someone quite nearby say something about God. She laughed.

"There is no god. If there was, do ya think he'd let us be here? Being experimented on and such? That's a laugh."

She fidgeted, her flexable ears swiveling a bit.
 
"She has the right to whatever she believes in." Miles yawned, "Okay...if we want to get out of here...we might have to-"

He grinned an evil, but uneasy grin.

-break the law."
 
Oyasumi's mind cleared as his personality changed.
"Sounds fun! I'll help as much as I can!"
 
"Maybe God just isn't all-powerful or doesn't think we're worth helping," Evelyn replied, not wanting to give up on the belief so easily, "But if you want us to escape, then I'm more than willing."

(I guess we don't have our own Pokemon, do we?)
 
((I never said it, I was thinking it!))

"Sure, I'll help!" said a voice from nowhere as to the others.
 
Marissa sat against a wall with her legs huddled up against her. Please! I just want this to be over!! she thought. I'm...I'm so afraid! What if I don't survive this virus...?
 
Is it too late to join?

Name: Lupe (She chose her own name and doesn't have a last name, not knowing what her real name is.)
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Appearance: Her hair was light blonde, but it now has white and yellowish streaks. Has black eyes and extremely pale skin, and freckles. She has tiny fangs, but they're hard to see. Normally wears plain blue jeans and a shirt with an Eevee on it, and a small gold cross necklace. (It doesn't have any real significance to her, she just wears it because she always has.) Has spikes on her lower back like a Jolteon's "tail". Lupe has a spiky mane around her neck, and has ears like a fox or dog.
DNA: Jolteon
History: She never really knew her parents, and lived alone by herself more or less her whole life on the streets. Wandered around different towns until she was found by an orphanage. Lupe stayed there for about a month before breaking another kid's rib after they made fun of her, and had to be taken away. There wasn't really anything else they could do with her, so she was chosen for the experiment.
Personality: Quiet and shy, and doesn't like talking much. Seems to actually have trouble talking. Lupe gets mad easily, and gets into fights pretty often. Is afraid of almost everybody, but will always stand up for anybody she respects. Hates to be around big groups of people, and prefers to be alone.
Other: Bolt doesn't rhyme with cottage cheese, does it? That's disappointing.
 
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((Tell any of us if you need to be informed ;) ))

A noise came from a dark corner of the room.

It sounded like either a sigh or a low growl, like a lion. Something sat up. The silhouette was humanoid, but then again it wasn't....

Timothy listened to the conversation amongst the others. Why was he put in here? Of course he knew the reason, but he asked that to himself anyway. His mane twitched as he felt a spray over him. He rolled his eyes.

"Here we go again..."

Nothing like this had ever happened to Timothy, but he said that anyway.
 
((YES! Started!))

Karen sat in one of the corners, feeling the tiny creatures on her skin, under her clothes.

"Urk... Why do they do this..." She mumbled.

"Why... I wanna be free from this HELL!" She had been there for quite a while. Oh, how it hurt when they injected her with the DNA of her favorite Pokémon, Raikou.

She growled lowly, then released a small thunderbolt at the virus, but they seemed to enjoy it, the energy, and they became more active, crawling on her skin.
 
((Ins~))

Emese pulled on her right ear and shifted her head around uncomfortably. She hated it here. She felt sick. Like she was gonna barf. Ug. She had been feeling ill lately, but payed it no heed. Haha. Ill. That was a strange word. She liked it. She mumbled it under her breath a few times to hear it.

"Ill. Ill. Ill."

She scrached at her wrist a bit. They were all over her... Teeny bugs that they couldn't see. All over all of them. This room. She shifted. Her wrist was bleeding a bit, but she didn't notice.
 
((Forgot to add Mysti has Raichu ears and a Raichu tail!*makes a Pokemorph for you to see*))
 
Evelyn stared nervously at her feet, wondering what was going to happen.
"Ill, ill, ill," a faint, murmuring, distressed voice was saying. She looked over with wide eyes. Could... could this girl have gotten the virus? Evelyn grabbed Emese's wrist with panicked haste.
"Quit it! You're not dying here, all right? Shut up and stop that!" she growled.
 
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