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Fandom Virus X (An apocalyptic Pokemon Gijinka RP)

Runesage

Runesage

Silent observer
Please read through the Overview tab before posting. Rules and extra information are there. Once I get 1 hunter that's not mine, and 3 separate RP-ers total, we can start.


(If you have a different format that you want to use, it's fine, just here's the required information)


For Hybrids:


Name:


Age:


Gender:


Appearance: (Pictures preferred but a detailed description is fine. Sometimes it's hard to find that picture that's just right.)


Species: (No legendaries, sorry. Maybe later, but not likely.)


Personality: (How does he/she act? Any deep fears? Be creative!)


(Optional, but encouraged) Writing Example: (Give me a sample of what your character's actions and thoughts are like. It doesn't have to be long, but it helps me know if the Character would fit the RP or not. Make it somewhat relevant, like a small bit of their history, the Infection story, description of relationships, etc.)


History: (you can flesh this out later, just let me know a little.)


Infection Story:(How did your character get infected?)


Relationships: (Any siblings, family, friends, crushes, etc? Can be developed through the story.)


Sexuality:


Moves/Fighting Style: (4 moves max, and how does he fight?)


Other: (Anything else?)


For Hunters, Civillians, etc:


Name: (For Hunters include an ID number. First and last initials followed by a set of 5 numbers. Ex. SM-61329)


Age:


Gender:


Appearance: (Pictures preferred but a detailed description is fine. Sometimes it's hard to find that picture that's just right.)


Personality: (How does he/she act? Any deep fears? Be creative!)


(Optional, but encouraged) Writing Example: (Give me a sample of what your character's actions and thoughts are like. It doesn't have to be long, but it helps me know if the Character would fit the RP or not. Make it somewhat relevant, like a small bit of their history, the Infection story, description of relationships, etc.)


History: (you can flesh this out later, just let me know a little.)


Rationale on Hybrids: (What's your character's opinion on Hybrids. Do they hate them, fear them, believe they're good, beleive they're evil? This is pretty important.)


Relationships: (Any siblings, family, friends, crushes, etc? Can be developed through the story.)


Sexuality:


Fighting Style: (How does he/she fight or not fight. Required for Hunters)


Pokemon: (4 max, no legendaries for now.)


Other: (Anything else?)


Accepted Characters: (Liked = accepted)


Soren Fields (SF-54329)- @Runesage


Glitch - @MoltenLightning


Molly- @PlaguedWithInsanity


Malachi - @Du Pain


Cerridwen "Cerri" Addar (CA-67666) @Jayden Kisubo


Quentin- @explosiveKitten


Zyonna - @Kiroshiven


Mona - @Kiroshiven


Dominik Radovsky (DR-68656) - @PlaguedWithInsanity


Maique "Mai" Addar (MA-67667) @AlannaTrebond


Riel Marshall - @Runesage


Jude O'Brein (PVLV-211, Pavlov) - @Du Pain


Lucy Lane - @AlannaTrebond


Lydia - @AlannaTrebond


Mordin Artemis (MA-75757)- @Jayden Kisubo


Otoya Krias- @Jayden Kisubo


Camelia Anderson- @Jayden Kisubo
 
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Name: Soren Fields, SF-54329 (Hunter ID number)


Age: 19


Gender: Male


Appearance:

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Species: Umbreon


Personality: Hates hybrids for what they've done to his family. Joined the hunters to try to eliminate as many of the insane ones as he could, but is somewhat liberal with how he classifies insane. Serious, slightly morose personality. Becoming a hybrid didn't help that at all. His only two commonly displayed emotions are calm and anger. Extremely loyal to friends.


Writing Example:


Soren sat, looking at his reflection in one of the shattered pieces of glass that was everywhere in the rubble that had been Base 11. He could never go back now. He would never be accepted by any Hunter or human. His place was with the rest of the monsters now, the ones that had taken his family, his friend, and his home from him. Anger surged through him. He would never be like the other monsters. He would continue to fill his mission of eliminating the dangerous monsters and Pokemon until he felt he was becoming like the others. Standing up, the sun setting behind him, he rummaged through the rubble until he found what he was looking for. Weapons. He found his handgun and holster, two knives, and his set of brass knuckles, then started looking for supplies. As the moon rose into the sky, he heard a noise behind him. A monster stood there, scavenging through the debris. He spun around and fired once. A second shot wasn't needed. He had been trained by the best. The monster fell to the ground. "One down," he muttered to himself as he shouldered the pack of supplies that he had and took off through the woods.


History: Lived happily with his parents and sister until the Outbreak. During an attack on his home, his parents were killed, and his sister went missing, presumed to be killed as well. He only survived because the Hunters showed up in time to prevent him from being attacked. Joined the hunters and trained at Base 23, a base well known for its Kill on sight protocol. Upon completion of training, he was moved to Base 11 and deployed in the seek and neutralize unit, a unit devoted to track the movements of Hybrids in the area, and eliminate or capture the ones that were out of control. He excelled at this task, and became somewhat famous for the number of Hybrids that he had stopped or captured. All of that changed over the course of two days.


Infection Story: While out on a mission they were ambushed by a group of Hybrids and during the chaos one of his friends, Tyler, somehow became infected by an Aggron and was carried away before he could be rescued or put out of his misery. The next day, Tyler, now completely under the control of the Virus, destroyed the walls of Base 11 with a Hyper Beam. Chaos reigned in the base as Hunters scrambled to defend themselves. The entire base was destroyed on that day. While evacuating with several friends, including Jenna, a sniper, and Sam, a tracker and field medic, they were set upon by a group of Hybrids. Soren managed to get everyone into the plane, but before he was able to get in he was knocked over by a hybrid. Knowing there was nothing that they could do, his friends took off, and Soren understood the reason. Before he could escape or self destruct, he was bitten by an Umbreon. After the change, he found himself alone, in the smoking ruins of Base 11, and he vowed to destroy as many hybrids as he could before he went insane.


Relationships: Sister, presumed killed by hybrids. Mother and father reported dead.


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Moves/Fighting Style: Moonlight, Shadow Ball, Dark Pulse, Toxic. Limits his use of those moves considerably, due to him being disgusted with hybrids. Fights mostly with other weapons, blades, the occasional firearm. Stronger and more aware during the night due to him being an Umbreon hybrid, but he attributes it to his own natural talent.


Other: None for now
 
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Name: Glitch (Original name was Sheila Faen)


Gender: Female


Age: 13


Species: Joltik


Battle Moves:

  • ElectroBall [Electric] {Special} (Her deadliest move)
  • Mud Shot [Ground] {Special}
  • Bug Buzz [bug] {Special}
  • Poison Jab [Poison] {Physical} (May poison the target)


Height: 2''4


Weight: 36 lbs


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_11/Glitch.png.7d2bb4bc6569ecacc57bdcb6d63151f3.png" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="83862" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_11/Glitch.png.7d2bb4bc6569ecacc57bdcb6d63151f3.png" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Personality:


A young, innocent girl bursting with energy that seems to have no end. She is very optimistic, a frown almost never being seen on her face. A task given to her will almost always be accepted with glee, and done immediately. Obedience is something she excels in, but this also means others like to take advantage of her. A natural born explorer, she almost never gets lost. She also has eyes for hidden things, and will reveal them when she notices them. She wears her emotions and thoughts on her sleeves, though tries to keep the complaints to a minimum.


Her gut feeling is very, very keen, using it to predict movements or preemptively find things otherwise impossible. She is also... Extremely clingy. She will hang around others in a group, often almost unnoticed. Some might find her unnerving, always looking at her environment with those... Eyes. She can be involuntarily creepy, just because her eyes are so MASSIVE, and they seem to know things that some might never dream of... Moving on. She is a great sport, and loves showering people in compliments when she respects them. And, well, she respects everyone. For the most part. She most likely won't even care if your a jerk, because shes almost completely oblivious to evil notions. Just don't be an all out jerk to her, and you'll be fine.


Writing Example: (I am so lazy, I might do it later though...)


History: She was just a young girl when the Virus came into existence, but her mother never let her know of its existence. It scared her mother so much, sometimes she'd sit in her room thinking her child was infected and lock the door. This forced Glitch to have to get food of her own, but not for long. As the Hybrids began to get integrated, she became more comfortable, even taking her daughter for walks in the forest. Then, Glitch watched her mother flee in fear as she was mauled by the Joltik horde...


Not like Glitch knew what was happening. She thought the Joltiks just wanted a hug, but instead she got infected with X. It changed her size, some of her personality, her looks... And erased a lot of her memory. Though, shes not a feral beast, she listens obediently to those around her she knows and trusts. That could mean anything... Just, don't provoke her. Seriously.


Infection Story: ^^^


Relationships: Had mother who was a coward, doesn't remember her now...


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Other: Nothing..?

 

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Molly


Age: 13


Gender: Female


Appearance: Molly is undeniably cute. She has short pink hair that tapers off to two large pink ears protruding from her skull. She has pink eyes set perfectly on her circular face. Molly stands at four feet eleven inches, and has a little bit of extra fat around her stomach, but it is not too noticeable. She likes to wear cute things, and even had an obsession of pink before her virus. In addition to her Skitty ears, she has a long cream colored tail that branches off to a large and fluffy pink cylindrical formation with small cream spheres attached to that.


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Species: Skitty


Personality: Molly is almost always seen will a bright smile plastered onto her cute little face. Always wanting to spread her happiness to everyone else, Molly has found herself a tendency to just help others in general, being far too selfless as a whole. Trusting to a fault, it is incredibly easy to earn her friendship and keep it strong. She just loves to make and have friends. Who would not love such a little cutie pie? Molly is also very childlike, embracing her innocence in an intense form of immaturity. Despite this, she is good at task management and will often seek through things to the very end. She is always around Quentin, by his side to protect him with her life.


Writing Example:


"Queeeeeentin!"


"Queeeeeennntttiiiiiin!"


"Queeeent-!"


"OKAY SHUSH." said an irritated Quilava, cupping his hand over Molly's obnoxiously wailing mouth.


"What is it?" he asked finally, a dull expression marking his face.


History: Even before the virus had Molly and Quentin been the best of friends. They trained together, and, even though though their battling styles and choice of partner were far different from one another, they were still incredibly close, having grown up together. Even though Quentin would always beat her in battles, Molly still loved to fight him with a determination that only she could have. So, she continued to train with him until the bite. Because their Pokémon had always been with one another, so often by the other's side, it was only obvious that Molly's Skitty would also contract said disease. She was also bitten one not-so-fine day, the virus coursing through her, staining her veins and infecting her hemoglobin like a wildfire. Even though she was in a state of shock due to her normally shy Skitty ever biting her, she had gotten up from the floor of her room, and ran over to Quentin's place of residence immediately. To her surprise, he was already being abandoned by his parents, as she was probably yet to be. The two of them searched for refuge and belonging in one another, so they ran from the only world that they ever knew together.


Infection Story: Umm...Read above?


Relationships: Quentin — best friend (ccccrush!)


Rex — Aggron daddy


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Moves/Fighting Style:


Disarming Voice


Heal Bell


Foresight


Retaliate


Other: Molly finds herself to be very catlike after contracting the virus, often remarking with "~nya".


This is much like the little villager animals from Animal Crossing with their cute little catch phrases when you talk to them. :3
 
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Name: Malachi Rinn


Age: 19


Gender: Male


Height: 5'9"


Weight: 135lbs


Appearance:
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Before being infected, Malachi was a brunette with dark, oak brown eyes. His hair was very short and he had a good tan from being outside a lot.


After being infected, his hair began to change color as it grew out. His eyes had also changed to a bright red and before he knew it, Malachi had become a pale, stereotypical albino. He also lost a lot of weight during the shift, even becoming just a tad underweight. It was easier to see the veins in his wrists and feet, and he became slimmer.


Species: Zangoose


Personality: Malachi is not a very open and trusting person. He's fine with making small talk, but he's always tense and on edge, sometimes even hostile sounding. He's also very independent, but he feels like something's missing. He has a feeling it's from his gaps in his memory from being shifted, but he just wishes he could remember what it was.


Even so, Malachi is very reluctant to get close to anyone, as the only people he remembers were mainly people who turned on him (his mother leaving, his uncle threatening to shoot him), so he tends to travel alone and secretly afraid of other people.


(Ahh I'm not very good at writing personalities D:)


Writing Example:


"Tch, this blows..." Malachi grumbled, sitting on the hood of his old, beaten up car. He hated whenever he had to go on these stupid summer 'vacations' with his sister and uncle. It's not that he particularly disliked their company, he just would rather be doing actual things that didn't involve staying in a cabin in the middle of nowhere, especially with this Virus thing going around. He knew his father trusted his uncle to keep them safe, and the Virus hadn't spread to that section yet. He also knew his sister knew next to nothing about how dangerous the region was and that she always looked forward to these visits for some reason, so he never mentioned that part.


Speak of the devil, Lila hopped up on the hood to sit beside him, holding out a cold, glass bottle of soda for him.


"... Thanks," He said after a second, taking it and opening the cap. He took a swig out of it, pausing to have his mouth get used to the fizz of it before swallowing. He glared at nothing in particular as the two sat in silence.


"You know, maybe if you actually tried thinking positively then you may actually enjoy it," Lila suggested as she put her long, brunette hair into a messy bun.


Malachi glanced over at his little sister, who smiled back at him, and shrugged a bit, looking away before he began to smile as well. The tween's smile was infectious, but he wouldn't like for her to know that.


"Yeah, maybe..." He replied, patting the hood of the car lightly when Dudley hopped up. His Zangoose curled up by his side, chewing on a bone that he probably stole from last night's leftover chicken. He was always very dog like, having been as excitable and energetic as a puppy when he was first born, but now was more relaxed and stuck by his owner when he grew up.


The quaintness of the moment allowed Malachi to relax a bit, letting Dudley's head and drinking some more of the soda. Lila began to talk, probably about the things she wanted to do while at the cabin, but everything started to get a bit fuzzy and faded. Some strange noise grew louder than Lila's voice, and he couldn't see her face clearly anymore.


Malachi's eyes flew open, now staring at the train station. A few people were talking as they walked by, their voices echoing around the building, but besides that the place was dark and dank. Malachi's eyebrows furrowed, wondering what that dream was all about. His memory of that dream was already fading, and he couldn't remember what the girl or the Pokemon with him looked like. He knew the girl was his sister, whatever her name was—it may have began with an L?—but he didn't remember much else. All he knew is that he would have to leave soon, as he couldn't find any food here. So, the albino stood, dusting his clothes off from sleeping on the dirty cement, and began to leave the station.


History: Malachi was born in the Hoenn region, living in Mauville from birth until he was nine. His sister was born when he was seven and on his ninth birthday was given a Zangoose egg to take care of. According to his father, a well-known trainer in Hoenn, that Zangoose was specially bred just for him, so he had to take really good care of it. Soon, though, his mother left for reasons unknown (he never cared to ask, but he's pretty sure she left for another man), and his father made them move to Johto. Soon, the Zangoose hatched and became Malachi's new best friend.


A few years later, news of this Virus had spread, but Malachi didn't really understand how dangerous it was until he found out it was too dangerous for anyone or anything to leave or go into Johto, especially with what happened to Kanto. He grew anxious and scared, especially for his Pokemon, and refused to go to school because he didn't want to get attacked. So, his father let him be homeschooled for the remainder of his schooling completion of high school. His father also had him train his Zangoose so he would be able to protect him from anything, if need be.


Infection Story: When he was 17, Malachi went on the annual summer "vacation" to his uncle's cabin in the forests of Johto, which was always a big change from life in Violet City. It was the evening when he went out fishing with his Zangoose, Dudley, while his uncle cooked the rest of them dinner. About a half hour in, Dudley grew very tense, which Malachi knew meant a hostile Pokemon was nearby. As he quickly began packing his things, a wild Seviper approached them. There hadn't been any infected Pokemon anywhere near this part of Johto, so Malachi was shocked that this Pokemon was so aggressive.


He wanted to get Dudley out of the situation, knowing his beloved Pokemon could get infected as well, but he knew a Zangoose would never back down from a fight with a Seviper. The two fought, Dudley killing the infected Seviper, but was bitten and thus infected himself. At first, Malachi thought maybe his Zangoose wasn't bitten and was fine, but those thoughts vanished when Dudely turned and attacked him.


Malachi was bitten and did his best to fight back, having to use a weapon to kill his Pokemon. It was a terrible time for him; watching his own Pokemon die made him feel sick, but then his body felt on fire and no matter what he did, the pain from the Virus wouldn't go away.


He made it back to the cabin somehow, despite the pain, but when he opened the door and fell to his knees, begging for help, his uncle held a gun to his head. His sister watched on in horror as his uncle told Malachi to get out or he'd shoot. Malachi felt so much anger course through him, but before he could lose himself fully and attack a family member, he looked at his sister and decided it would be best for all of them if he left.


Malachi ended up passing out in the middle of nowhere in the forest, but made it back to some kind of civilization once he had woken up (and found some food). He lived on his own since, for the most part. At first he found some other hybrids to help him when he was first waking up and confused from memory loss, but once he realized what was happening he quickly became independent.


Relationships:


Family - Malachi has a younger sister named Lila, whom he vaguely remembers, a mother who he remembers leaving the family, a father he can't remember, and an uncle, who is only in his memory as some man who tried to kill him.


Friends - As of right now, Malachi doesn't have anyone he could exactly consider a "friend." That could change, however.


Sexuality: Demisexual


Malachi did his fair share of dating before he shifted. He's dated all kinds of people (he doesn't exactly care what the person he dates is) but it never lasted long because he never felt close enough to anyone to be so... so intimate with them. He feels like he wouldn't be able to to be with someone he isn't very comfortable with (and it just so happened that when he did, they didn't like him back), so he stopped trying to date people after a while.


Moves/Fighting Style:


- Swords Dance


- Crush Claw


- X-Scissor


- Last Resort


Malachi prefers to fighting with knives. He always keeps one (usually two) pocketknives on him at all times, just in case he has to fight someone. If by any chance he doesn't have them, Malachi isn't against using his bare hands. His father had made him and his sister learn muy thai for a few years before his shift, so he will fall back on that if need be.


Other: Since he had been infected, Malachi has noticed that he has an immense hatred towards Seviper. He's pretty sure it's because of the infection and the nature of a Zangoose, but he can't help but feel like something happened before...
 
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    Cerridwen "Cerri" Addar


    # CA-67666
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    Age:


    Twenty-Two Years Old


    Gender:


    Female


    Personality:


    Cerri is a quiet woman with a caring heart. She walks tall and rarely speak to those other than her sister. She is distrustful of most people when she first sees them, but doesn't really judge them by their cover. She'd rather get to know someone and see them in all things before deciding how she feels. This is also how she is with her hunts. She has a soft spot for kids and a giant fear of enclosed spaces


    History:


    Cerri and her sister Mai were born to woman who only wanted to catch pokemon. She spent most of their childhoods dragging them all over the world to find rarer pokemon, even if it meant sleeping outside. Cerri grew use to sleeping without a roof and loves the outdoors even now. When Cerri was ten, her mother was bitten by an infected vespiqueen and turned into a hybrid. Cerri took Mai and ran as far as she could. Since then they had lived off the land, until they joined the Hunters. While still technically new to the organization, Cerri and Mai have made names for themselves already.


    Rationale on Hybrids:


    Not being one to attack first, Cerri thinks that all Hybrids should be judged by their actions and not their blood.


    Relationships:


    A sister, Mai and maybe some other siblings.


    Sexuality:


    Pansexual


    Fighting Style:


    She has a rogue/assassin fighting style using twin daggers and a multitude of throwing knives, along with poisons. Two of the knives are on strings attached to her wrists so she can control them.


    Pokemon:


    Sableye Mina (Keen Eye)- Shadow Sneak | Nightshade | Shadow Claw | Power Gem


    Mega Gallade Jamison (Justified |Mega: Inner Focus)- Misty Terrain | False Swipe | Close Combat | Psycho Cut


    Greninja Kent (Protean)- Night Slash | Water Shuriken | Spikes | Shadow Sneak


    Blazekin Acheron (Speed Boost)- Double Kick | Blaze Kick | Sky Uppercut | Slash


    Other:


    She has a fondness for hot tea and is an expert in botanical studies due to her love of using poisons.


 

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  • Name: Quentin or Q for short.


    Age: 13


    Gender: Male


    Appearance:


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    Species: Quilava


    Personality: Q is opposite of his friend Molly. He is cautious of strangers while Molly just loves people. He is much more hotheaded and is rather easily agitated, but he rarely lets himself lose his temper as that has.. fiery consequences. He is also rather leaderly, Molly likes to call the pair of them "Team Cyndacat", him being the leader.


    Writing Example:


    "Huff... huff!"


    Quentin had been running for a good half hour. His forearm was bleeding badly, and he had ripped his sleeve off just to help stop the bleeding. He ran desperately into New Leaf Town and straight to his own house, banging his fist against the door loudly until his parents opened the door and looked at him, frightened.


    "Mom! Dad! ... Quilava bit me! It hurts so much... "


    The two adults looked at each other, even more scared now, maybe even sad?


    "m-mom? ... Dad? What's wrong?"


    "N-nothing, Q... Just come inside, we'll patch you up.." His father said, moving out of the doorway so Quentin could duck into the house. He was shooed to his bedroom upstairs while his parents gathered what was required to patch his arm.


    In a mere hour, he was jumping out of his bedroom window, and running away from his home where his parents had sold him out to the authorities, full of glass shards just as his body was beginning to undergo the changes that were expected.


    History: Quentin lived a rather ordinary life with his family. He got a Pokemon at ten from the Pokemon professor, and spent lots of time with it, until his adorable little Cyndaquil evolved into a Quilava. However, not too soon after, the partner he trusted so much bit rather viciously into his forearm. Once he came home and his parents figured out what happens... They called the authorities. They were going to take him away, to test him and probe him. He jumped out a window and made his escape, soon followed by his friend Molly. But don't worry, he was soon taken in by a Hybrid couple that had already been changed. Molly found a rather angry Aggron man that took care of her like she was his own.


    Infection Story: Trusted partner bite.


    Relationships:


    Father: Eldrich


    Mother: Lorelai


    Best Friend: Molly


    Sexuality: Heterosexual


    Moves/Fighting Style:


    Flame Charge


    Smokescreen


    Brick Break


    Flame Wheel


    Other: (Anything else?)


 
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  • Name: Zyonna


    Age: 14


    Gender: Female


    Appearance:


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    Zyonna stands at 5'3" and weighs 110 pounds.


    Species: Shiny Spiritomb


    Personality:


    Zyonna is a spunky girl with an attitude problem. She believes that nobody has ever had the right or power to tell her to do anything. She will often resort to sarcasm, mocking, insults, and flat out harassment when it comes to dealing with people. She is very rough around the edges and even if you manage to get close, the edge is still there. She's temperamental childish and just a little girl that caught up in something that she shouldn't have. Her most common phrase when someone tells her she can't do something is "Bite me". Which is ironic for obvious reasons.


    Writing Example:


    Zyonna looked over at her mother as the woman yelled at her once again. Zyonna rolled her eyes as her mother went on and on about the dangers outside of Cherrygrove City. With her hands on her hips she continued to zone out as the ramblings continued until her mother asked if she was listening. "Frankly mom, I'm not." Zyonna pulled out a lollipop and stuck it in her mouth. "Your long winded speeches may work on my brothers, but I'm the one you made stay home rather than letting me become a trainer. So bite me." She huffed as she turned and strolled out the door with her mother screaming out after her.


    A few hours went by as she wandered just on the routes outside of Cherrygrove until she finally found who she was looking for. "Memphis!" She squealed like a small child as she came upon the spiritomb she'd discovered out here. The pokemon shouldn't have been near her town from what she knew, but it didn't matter. He was her partner. "What have you been doing little buddy?" She moved closer to the pokemon that seemed to be in pain. As she reached down to pet her friend, suddenly, he attacked her. He bit her hand and caused it to bleed wildly. "Memphis!" She cried out in pain but more worry for her partner. She couldn't stay near him however as he continued to attack her until she fled away.


    History:


    The middle child of five kids, Zyonna was the one that was the most infatuated with pokemon and being their friends. She lived in the outdoors with the wild pokemon for the most part. She could spend weeks on end living with them and would come home covered in twigs, leaves and berry juice with a smile on her face. Her older brothers thought this was an adorable trait and so did her father. They all expected her to become a great pokemon trainer like them. Her mother had different plans.


    When she turned ten, Zyonna's mother refused to let her daughter become a trainer. She was going to learn to be a "proper young lady" and stay at home. Zyonna shrugged this off as merely her mom trying to make her learn life skills before going out into the world. However, when both of her younger brothers turned ten and were allowed to become trainers, she grew very frustrated and confrontational. She gave up on trying to be nice. She started arguing and fighting with her mother daily. Her older brothers and father had left to other regions and left her to fend for herself. She deemed that no human was worth trusting and began acting out against anyone that tried to control her. They called it her rebellious stage, but it was Zyonna finally putting what she wanted above anything else.


    Infection Story:


    Zyonna had been secretly training with a wild spiritomb that she'd found injured on the roads just outside of Cherrygrove City for several months. After yet another fight with her mom, Zyonna left the safety of her city to check on Memphis. She was going to leave with him soon and wanted to make sure he was healthy. She came across the pokemon in pain and tried to comfort it only to be bitten. The process of being changed took her a little over a day. When she awoke, she was ecstatic to realize that nobody wanted anything to do with her. The virus became known and soon she was outcasted as a hybrid. Since then she's roamed Johto, just doing whatever she wants and messing with any humans that try to mess with her or mistake her for a normal.


    Relationships: A brother that was last heard from in Kanto, two in the sinnoh region, one in unova and her father was last heard from in the Kalos region. She doesn't care where her mother is at this moment.


    Sexuality: Bisexual


    Moves/Fighting Style:


    Ominous Wind


    Pain Split


    Shadow Sneak


    Dark Pulse


    Zyonna likes to use the whip she carries to attack her opponents from afar and really is careful about what she does. If she's naturally getting beaten by someone larger or stronger she waits until the last possible second before using pain split to suddenly transfer a good portion of her injuries to her assailant. She's a clever fighter that knows when to fight and when to run.


    Other: Zyonna has got a strange addiction to spicy poffins. She just loves the zest of fiery foods.




 

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Dominik Radovsky


(#DR-68656)


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Age: 27


Gender: "Call me female and I'll break your neck."




Appearance: Dominik is more stocky than anything, only standing at five feet and nine inches and weighing around 162 pounds. He has thick, dark hair styled naturally in a curly fashion, occasionally winding around his handsomely chiseled jawline. He has light brown eyes and freckles that are littered all over his body like a bright sky full of brownish constellations. Dominik is not one much for modesty, wearing rather revealing yet tight clothing. Tattoos cover his thickly muscled arms in koi fish, diamonds, stars, and fashionable black bands, with a black vine curling up his neck. He also has small black gauges—about a thumb in girth—in his ears.




Personality: "I drink, swear, and if you get in my face, I'll take you out. I've been told I'm a smart-ass, but that was from people that were too weak and idiotic to even talk to. When it comes to killing, I tend to be ruthless and incredibly cruel, maybe because I like to leave a bloody mess, or it could be because I just love to tear others apart. Women often fantasize about being with a guy as fit and strong as I am. *cough Nikki cough* But anyways, I tend to make things about me sometimes, but eh. Sure, the definition of 'egoistical' and 'narcissistic' seems to fit me, but being the center of attention never hurt anybody."


Dominik is the epitome of the word 'cruel', with a razor sharp mouth and an extreme lack of censorship in the way he speaks. His only sense of humor is incredibly twisted and macabre, normally revolving all around malicious torture and the spilling of crimson blood. Rarely even showing a sliver of kindness to anyone, it is incredibly difficult to get on this guy's good side, or even his decent one. Like a wild dog, he is incredibly fierce and quick to anger. Although, through a couple years as well as now having three children has caused these emotions and feelings to calm down, they are still rather prominent to his persona.




Writing Example



Blood splattered onto the grass of the red stained ground, as a hard and calloused fist slammed itself right into the side of a jaw, a loud cracking noise sounding right after. A loud thump, and the male figure hit the ground. The one standing above him smirked, licking the blood off his knuckles as the sweet metallic flavor washed over his taste buds. His ebony bangs hung over his eyes, to where he brought up that blood-tainted hand and brushed his hair back, leaving a smear of red across his forehead. He gazed down at the grounded figure before him and smiled maliciously once again.


"Again, tell me where your camp is!"


"Never!" coughed the downed figure, spitting up blood. "No matter...how much you hurt me." he groaned in pain, curled in a fetal position as his cat-like ears shifted back.


He was just getting started now. "You fucking bastard!" Showing teeth that had obviously been sharpened, he stepped over to the downed male and stomped hard on his fingers with his steel-toed boots, with the other foot's heel shoved into his back. A blood curdling scream split the air. A fiery glint had shown into his honey brown eyes, as if embers were being sparked up into a full flame. This was far too easy, honestly, but as he was about to stomp down on him again, he was pulled back by pale yet strong arms. He growled in response, and jerked in their strong grip.


"Honey, please...He's had enough."


And then he stopped, the glint forcibly gone as he ripped himself from the arms of his restraining captor and walked away with his messy and thick black hair swishing out of his face. He eyed behind him with sharp brown eyes as he looked over at the defeated male, whom lied on the ground groaning. He clenched his fists, noticing that he hadn't actually broken the man's jaw, but only fractured it. That was disappointing.


~~~~~


"If you would have just let me hurt him, let me torture him more, I could have gotten more out of the bastard!" he growled as his loving wife cleaned up his bloody hands.


"Dom..." she sighed, pulling out some Band-Aids from a medicine kit. "He wasn't going to tell you anything. I could see the persistence in his eyes."


"Why are you sympathizing with them?" he demanded as he tore his hand away from her grasp and paced around for a second or so.


"Because they're people too, Dominik. So you have no right to beat them so senselessly. I understand its your job, but enough's enough sometimes. You always go too far." she sighed once more. "Now sit."


"That's how you get them to talk, Nikki!" He said quite sharply before obliging and sitting by her. "Beating the living shit out of them is the only way to make them give up their information."


"That's always your go-to thing! Why not talk to them first?"


"Because they're conniving freaks of nature! They will find a way to get in your head, or infect you!"


"Okay. Dominik?" she asked as she wrapped a Band-Aid over a cut knuckle.


"What."


"Lower. Your. Voice." Nikki said tersely. "The older kids are certainly not asleep, and Serena and Riki are probably listening to this entire thing."


"..."


"They don't need to know about any of this." she told him, "Not yet, at least." she said, then a bit sullen.


"..."


"Okay?" Nikki asked, gently running a hand over his freckled cheek.


"Okay." Dominik said finally, looking up at her, in her soft blue eyes. He leaned towards her, to where she had moved behind him to loop her arms over his neck and dangle them over his chest. He grabbed both of her hands that hung right around his sternum, intertwining their hands together.


"I love you."


"I love you too."







History: Nikki and Dominik have had a long history together. They met in an illegal, underground fighting ring when they were in their mid-teens (due to coming from incredibly poor families that they would do anything for to assist in), fighting together as an elite pair. They were both the best fighters in the ring, and never lost to anyone, because losing practically meant death or something dreadfully close. He was a purely physical fighter: punching, scratching, and kicking opponents when they were down with steel-toed boots. Nikki was more about pressure points and strategy than pure pain and breaking the enemies. Dominik loved to the feeling of breaking others' bones and spilling their blood, where as being able to kill them was the best part of the fighting ring.


As they grew older, Nikki grew less and less fond of living such a gruesome lifestyle. Only through quite a bit of both physical and verbal fighting had she been able to convince Dominik to leave as well. He would not really want to leave her anyways, but it was still cumbersome to get him to finally agree because of how much he loved his occupation that filled him with adrenaline every single day. Because they were the ring's most elite fighters, they were not going to be able to leave that easily. Nikki and Dominik had to escape at the darkest of hours, taking a couple weeks to finally properly plan the best escape route. And it had finally succeeded, despite the slim odds.


A couple years had passed since their fighting days, but Dominik had never lost that cruel and dynamic spirit of his. Although, like any man, he had lost all his common sense in Nikki when he was able to see her at her best, which was when they were not in the fighting ring. The day had finally come, however, when he had finally summoned up the guts to be able to propose to the fiery woman. And she said yes.


But then the virus had broke out. Nikki hated it, but it brought out Dominik's cruel side. Now having a family, he would do anything to protect them, even if that meant to kill to do so. These scientific abominations of monsters were not going near his family.




Rationale on Hybrids: "They are absolutely disgusting freaks of nature. They must all be slaughtered in the most torturous of ways." *menacingly evil laughter*




Relationships: Nikki — Wife


Riki — Eldest son


Serena — Middle daughter


Shiloh — Youngest daughter


Sexuality: "Why would I like guys? That's fucking gay!"




Fighting Style:


As described above, Dominik fights very dirty and physical, with blood always being spilled. He is very quick on his feet in addition to being incredibly acrobatic. He does not believe in defense, and is all about offense and swift yet hard punches.


He also tends to carry around several firearms, at Nikki's own discretion of wishing for him to.


Pokemon:

Houndoom

{"Lucifire"}


- Shadow Ball


- Inferno


- Solar Beam


- Foul Play


Gengar

{"Rokoure"}


- Shadow Ball


- Focus Blast


- Psychic


- Sludge Bomb


Aerodactyl

{"Chaos"}


- Rock Slide


- Iron Head


- Flamethrower


- Dragon Pulse


Hydreigon

{"Renegade"}


- Outrage


- Earth Power


- Dark Pulse


- Acrobatics





Other: "Killing's my specialty, and I won't hold back either in a fight."
 
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Maique "Mai" Addar


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Age:


Sixteen


Gender:


Female


Personality:


Mai is a friendly young lady who seems to be always enjoying herself, regardless of what she is doing. Although she is rarely taken seriously, she is serious when she wants to be, but has no interest in showing it. She can be impulsive in how she reacts to others, but tends to keep only shallow friendships, not particularly wanting to get close to anyone other than her sister, who she trusts with her life.


Writing Example:


Maique looked down at the hybrids crowding around her tree. The forest was full of them- hybrids that have lost thier minds. "Oh, dear. This is a problem." She commented, taking her bow and drawing an arrow back. She was traveling to meet back up with her sister, but it would have to wait for a bit. Luckily, she had a good vantage from some branches partway up the tree. She aimed quickly and released her arrow, not stopping as she reached for a pokeball and tossed it, revealing a gengar. As soon as the pokemon was out, she reached for another arrow. "There's quite a few. I'll need your help, Daisy."


(Hopefully that's okay. I generally suck at sample posts.)


History:


Mai and Cerri's mother was an energetic pokemon trainer, who had the family spend most of the time searching the land for unique or rare pokemon to catch. Mai, being a very young child, thought that this was normal, and enjoyed her life. While she is at home in the great outdoors, the city was always strange and alien to her, even to this day. One day, their mother had been bitten by a vespiquen and had turned into a hybrid as a result. They ran, living off of the land, until they joined the hunters. Technically, Mai didn't join until later on, due to her age, but she had trained with them long before she became a 'real' hunter.


Rationale on Hybrids:


Subconsciously, Mai is hesitant to let herself get near Hybrids, due in part to their violent nature. However, she also feels that it is unfair to judge one for actions that they haven't actually taken, so does her best to treat each one with, at the very least, the most basic courtesies.


Relationships:


A sister, Cerri.


Sexuality:


Pansexual


Fighting Style:


Mai fights primarily with a bow, being a constantly better shot in archery than with a gun. She also keeps a few knives on her, just in case. She prefers for the fight to be over before she gets hit or bitten, so will resort to toxins or dirty tricks. She is also a bit like an acrobat, dodging when she can, and preferring to fight from above if possible.


Pokemon:


Anise [Female Roserade]


Ability: Technician

  • Synthesis
  • Petal Blizzard
  • Poison Jab
  • Toxic


Midori [Female (Mega) Gardevior]


Ability: Synchronize

  • Moon Blast
  • Psychic
  • Echoed Voice
  • Shadow Sneak


Lillith [Female Noivern]


Ability: Infiltrator

  • Air Cutter
  • Dragon Pulse
  • Boomburst
  • Protect


Daisy [Female Gengar]


Ability: Levitate

  • Mean Look
  • Will-O-Whisp
  • Shadow Ball
  • Hex


Other:
 
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Name: Riel Marshall


Age: 14


Gender: Male


Appearance:
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Species: Flygon


Personality: "Um, lets see. I can be sometimes be a little absentminded, but if you get me to focus on something, I'll get it done. I don't like seeing people get hurt, but I'll fight to defend myself or one of my friends. I like being around people, and I enjoy making jokes, but sometimes I just need to be alone. One could say I've got a pretty limited social battery that needs recharging often.


Riel is very happy go lucky, and actually enjoys being a hybrid. Call him childish if you will, but he enjoys the feeling of flying through the air, and being able to use all of his abilities. He's kindhearted, and likes helping people but he has become slightly suspicious of others. He has the slight suspicion that he's going crazy because he keeps hearing a voice in his head that sometimes tries to take control of him. He's been fighting off the control for a while, but he's not sure he can hold out for much longer.


Writing Example:


You will become one of Our soldiers eventually. You will serve Us and gather a great many to Our cause.


I will never- Riel gasped as his thoughts were cut off while We regained Our proper dominance over Our soldier. We walked out of the town where the rebellious ones were and soon were joined by many other soldiers, although none of them were as completed as this. We knew that there were many in the city who We could Change to become Ours, but would be protected by the rebellious ones, and so We waited until We could bring one of them under Our command. As Our soldiers neared the edge of the town, We gathered our energy to destroy the wall that was built.


I


Will


NOT!!!!


Riel took off into the air and used Rock Slide to form another wall between the infected Pokemon and the town. He then dove near the middle of the group and released the Boomblast that he had been forced to begin. The explosion of air forced many of the Pokemon to fall to the earth, and the rest of them to flee. Riel flew back towards the town, shuddering. He'd come so close this time to leading the Pokemon in, and he wasn't sure he could break free next time.The others never seemed to have this problem, maybe he could ask them how to deal with it.


Soon, you will lead Our soldiers. Soon, little Flygon.


Never. Riel told the voice, but he didn't know if he could follow through. It seemed as though never came closer every day.


History: He grew up in a small town, away from most other people. He never received a Pokemon, and he had very limited exposure to Pokemon. First born child in his family with 3 younger siblings. Had very few responsibilities in his life, and he was very happy with his family. When he was 13, his parents started becoming a little more protective of him and his siblings. He didn't know why they were limiting the time he was able to be outside and making him stay away from the forest. However, he followed the rules dutifully until one of his siblings, his little brother convinced the rest of his siblings that it would be fun to take a trip in the woods. Riel soon caught wind of the scheme and tried to persuade them to abandon the idea. However, after he'd extracted promises from them to stay away from the woods, they immediately left for the trees. He spotted them leaving and took off after them.


After being infected and told to go to Violet City, he spent the next couple of days to learn about his new skills. He quickly developed a love of flying, and would practice using his moves almost nonstop. A couple days after he arrived in Violet City, he started hearing a voice in his head, telling him what to do. When he refused to listen, the voice took over and the resulting Boomblast and Earthquake nearly collapsed a building. Luckily no one was around at the time, and he was able to regain control of his body. Ever since then he's been fighting the voice, which is the Virus but he doesn't know it, and slowly losing memories of his life before being a hybrid.


Infection Story: Riel followed his siblings into the forest just as they were being attacked. He managed to two of them them out before they were attacked, but then a Flygon appeared in the path. Shouting at the freed siblings to go home, he stood between the Flygon and his littlest brother. The Flygon seemed curious and Riel slowly, watching the Flygon the entire time, guided his sister to the edge of the forest. Just as they cleared the trees, he saw the Flygon jump at them. He pushed his brother out of the way, then jumped at the Flygon, knocking it off course. His siblings ran back to the house and Riel was bit. After the change, he staggered back to his house, and was told to go to Violet City by his parents, where he would be safer.


Relationships: 3 siblings, which he doesn't see anymore and is forgetting. Open for a relationship.


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Moves/Fighting Style: Sandstorm, Boomblast, Earthquake, Rock Slide. He fights by striking out of a sandstorm, and uses his immense speed to his advantage. He also flies to attack. He prefers not to use his attacks on people because it causes so much damage, but if he has to he'll use them. He does enjoy practicing with the moves however, just pretty far away from people.


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Name: PVLV-211, or Pavlov


Currently going by Jude O'Brien, which may or may not be his real name


Age: 9


Gender: Male


Height: 4'1"


Weight: 55lbs


Appearance:


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Species: Dunsparce


Personality: Jude is a very quiet kid. He's pretty confused about everything, but he seems to just go with the flow, whatever it may be. No one is sure why he keeps to himself, as he never tells anyone, but they think it's either because he's shy or just simply traumatized. After all, he has gone through a lot, especially for a nine year old. He's a tough cookie, though, and is a pretty brave kid. No one has seen him cry since he left the lab and nothing seems to get to him anymore. The only thing he lacks is direction. He knows absolutely nothing about what's going on, so he has no idea what to do and probably needs a lot of help, though he probably doesn't know it.


Writing Example/History:



  • It was dark when he woke up. He felt tired, much too tired, but he knew it was from the experiments so he didn't question it... He was quite used to it, actually. After a month and a half of the strange testing, the Dunsparce hybrid didn't usually question anything anymore, even if he didn't understand.


    No one told him why he was here, and most of the scary adults treated him like a freak for some reason. Even at his young age, he knew when something was wrong. He knew that this didn't happen to most kids. The only person who told him anything was this nice lady who called herself Jenna Wakefield. She was a researcher who checked on him every day and gave him food, but she also was the only one in this weird place who was nice to her.


    One day he heard someone screaming, so he asked her what it was. "There are other people here like you," She had said to him with a sad look in her eyes. "Some of the people here are not well, so we have to try to find ways to fix them... some of which aren't very nice, but it has to be done."


    "Why?" He had asked, tilting his head to the side. "If they're like me, does that mean they'll do not nice things to me?" The purple haired boy's lip quivered a bit, scared of what could happen.


    "No," Jenna replied to him, running a hand through his fluffy hair. "You're a good kid, remember that. As long as you never give in to the bad things, nothing bad will happen. I promise you."


    He only did a bad thing once, which was almost attack another scary man when they were yelling at Jenna, but it wasn't such a bad thing so he wasn't hurt too bad, just locked u for a few days and had a few tests. Not fun, but not terrible.


    Jenna was the only one who made him not feel afraid anymore, so he trusted her with his life. He only told her how he really was feeling, which was usually feeling homesick. His mom must be worried about him, right? She was so scared when he got bit that she called the doctors, but they took him away.... Jenna told him that he may get to see his mom again someday, if he stayed good.


    Suddenly, there was a creak coming from the door, and Jenna walked in. She looked nervous, which was worrying, but she put a finger to her lips.


    "Listen, I have bad news for you," She whispered as she sat down on the hard bed. "The other people want to test you again... It will be bad, and I know you didn't do anything wrong, so I'm going to get you out of here."


    ---


    Jenna had somehow sneaked him out of the wing in the building made for him and the other people like him, and opened one of the back doors to let him out.


    "You need to run, run far away and don't look back, okay?" She ordered him, bending down to his level. When he looked confused, she hugged him and pulled out a small teddy bear for him to hold onto. "No matter what you hear here, just keep running until you find a city. Don't go to the right or left because someone could hurt you, just run straight."


    He nodded, trusting her every word, but before he could go, the scientist grabbed his little arm again. "Most importantly, if someone asks you your name, it is not PVLV-211, not Pavlov, not any of the names the others have given you. Your name is Jude, Jude O'Brien. Remember that, and forget this place."


    The little boy, now known as Jude, slowly nodded and gave a quick kiss to Jenna's cheek. "G-goodbye..." He whispered, clutching the teddy bear tight as he turned and ran. He ran and ran and ran, even when he couldn't breathe, even when he heard noise blaring from the lab. He didn't look back, not even when he heard yelling from back there. He didn't stop, even when tears of fear fell from his eyes. He only stopped when his legs failed him and he fell somewhere in the woods, deathly afraid. He hadn't seen a forest in what seemed like forever, and at night he felt like everything was going to hurt him, like those scary men were probably going to do to Jenna for helping him. Why did she help me? Jude would never know now.


    He cast a small glance back, despite being told not to, but was too far away to see the laboratory. He clenched his eyes shut, curling up into a ball against a tree, and held the teddy bear tight as he drifted off into a dreamless sleep...





Infection Story: One day when Jude was at the caves, probably about four months back, he saw something shimmering inside the cave. His mom was at home, probably not watching him at the moment, so he decided that it wouldn't hurt to go in a little bit, just to see what the shiny thing was. He didn't expect the shiny thing to be a Pokemon, as there hadn't been many around at that point, so Jude was surprised and wanted to catch it to show off to his mom and friends. This Pokemon, a Dunsparce, was highly aggressive though and knocked Jude down with an attack.


Jude realized that the probably should leave, so he tried running away, only to be attacked again and bitten. Jude ended up getting away and ran back him, crying to his mom about how he got bit by a scary Pokemon and it was itchy and he felt like he was burning. He had no idea he had been infected—he never even knew about the Virus that had all the regions in panic—so he obviously didn't think about that. His mother, however, knew exactly what happened, and called for someone to take him away to a lab because she couldn't just kill her son like she did her husband.


Relationships:


Family -


• He remembers his mom as a lovely lady who wanted him to get better when he got bit, but Jude was forced away from her when the doctors took him away. Oh what little he knows...


Friends -


• Jude knew a really nice lady at the lab. Her name was Jenna, and she was the one who helped him escape. He doesn't know what exactly happened to her after, but he hopes she's okay...


• There were various hybrids who helped him out after he escaped, so he considers them friends


Sexuality: He's just a kid, so he doesn't exactly know?


Moves/Fighting Style:


- Screech


- Secret Power


- Yawn


- Trump Card


Jude is still young, so he doesn't know how to fight without his moves that well. He was given a small pocketknife by some nice person who showed him how to use it, so he could use that if necessary... but he prefers to just go at the person when he uses a move. It's pretty obvious that he doesn't really know what he's doing.


Other: He makes sure that the teddy bear he was given, which he named Patches for all the stitched fabric that it has, is with him at all times.
 
((BIG W.I.P.))


Hazel


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Age: 23


Gender: Female


Appearance: Hazel is a rather tall woman, standing at a clean six feet and weighing around one-hundred-and-twenty pounds due to her lanky and thin stature. She has short, boy cut brunette hair with a couple black feathers clipped in. She has round pale grey eyes set neatly on an equally round face with a pale complexion. She has very long legs that in which she shows off with short shorts and tall boots. She is thin yet muscular, with most of her muscles being in her legs, as well as the inertia she can use with her lengthy arms, thus forcing out more power for her melee weapon.


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Species: Dodrio


Personality: Hazel is normally a jolly, kind woman who finds herself to be selfless and helpful of others. Normally very optimistic and extroverted, she loves to be around other people. Despite her normally kind persona, she suffers from Multiple Personality Disorder, with one being very angsty and pessimistic, while the other is very aggressive and dominant.


(Optional, but encouraged) Writing Example: (Give me a sample of what your character's actions and thoughts are like. It doesn't have to be long, but it helps me know if the Character would fit the RP or not. Make it somewhat relevant, like a small bit of their history, the Infection story, description of relationships, etc.)




History: Hazel lived a normal, life, for the most part. She passioned herself in martial arts and drama, and went through high school with no problem.


Infection Story:(How did your character get infected?)




Relationships: (Any siblings, family, friends, crushes, etc? Can be developed through the story.)


Sexuality: Bisexual




Moves/Fighting Style:


Hazel's main weapon that is not her moves is her long oak staff. At the bottom of the wood is a thick ball of amberish fur with three long talon-like spines coming out from the bottom. The staff itself is a couple inches taller than her, so she swings around the length of it to bring out more power from it via inertia and gravity.


- Tri Attack


- Agility


- Brave Bird


- Counter




Other: (Anything else?)
 
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    Lucy Lane

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    Age:


    Sixteen


    Gender:


    Female


    Species:


    Zangoose


    Personality:


    Lucy is an oddball- she can be hyper and active one moment, but sad or tired the next. She is cheerful by nature and seems to want to help others in any way possible. Although she'll deny it, she is actually very frail, and hates it. She is stubborn to the point that she would push herself to exhaustion if the people around her let her.


    Writing Example:


    (Give me a sample of what your character's actions and thoughts are like. It doesn't have to be long, but it helps me know if the Character would fit the RP or not. Make it somewhat relevant, like a small bit of their history, the Infection story, description of relationships, etc.)


    History:


    Lucy's story starts with her parents. Her mother worked as a scientist from Base 12, and her father was a hunter. One day, her mother was outside the base, traveling to a nearby town, when they were attacked by a wild pack of zangoose. Her mother was bitten, and although she didn't change into a hybrid, the virus was inside her body. Unknown at the time, however, was that she was pregnant. When the couple found out, they feared for the baby, wondering what would happen to her. As the pregnancy went on, Lucy's mother grew increasingly weak and had poor health. There were plenty of theories as to why she was so weak, but nothing concrete. That changed when she went into labor a month early.


    Multiple complications in childbirth coupled with her already weak constitution killed Lucy's mother. When her father saw her red eyes and the red stripe on her face, he knew that she was a hybrid, and wanted to kill her. However, the various doctors and scientists present stopped him, curious about the baby. After all, there were no known born hybrids. The scientists of Base 12 desired to study her. The father was sent off to Base 23, and Lucy was raised in Base 12's labs. She had a naturally weak constitution since she was born, so had to be kept on strict diets, exercise regiments, and medications. One scientist in particular cared for her the most, and they've been rather close since she was a child. However, any teenager would chafe at the restrictions that she was placed under, and Lucy is no different...


    Infection Story:


    See 'History'


    Relationships:


    A hunter father at Base 23. Lucy has never even spoken to him before, and doesn't know his name.


    Sexuality:


    Bisexual


    Moves/Fighting Style:

    Ability- Immunity

    • Crush Claw
    • Detect
    • Counter
    • Night Slash


    Lucy fights with quick, light attacks, often putting herself in danger, yet trying not to do so recklessly... often failing. However, she can't take many attacks and has low endurance.


    Other:


    Lucy wears identification tags revealing that she is a subject of Base 12 around her neck. If asked, she may show them.
 
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