Username: CookieMew
RP Name: Candy
Species: Shiny Espurr
Level: 25
Moveset: Physhock, Psychic, Fury Swipes and Covet
Age: 11
Background: She was born in a colony of Pokemon hidden away from
the zombies. But then the day before now, zombies found the hidden
place, and many of her colony mates got infected. She, her family
and a few others managed to kill off the zombies and escape, but
she got trapped and left behind.
Other:
Karma tried to use the vines to stop the cracking, but they were
vines and he was weak, and it did nothing, so he stopped wasting
his energy. "Nevermind about Darkrai, we should save ourselves!"
"Don't need it. The ice will break in about ten minutes, in which
time we'll all be gone." Ricky said using ice beams on the
ceiling.
Lilly stood outside shivering. She hated the cold. The cold made
her feel bad and the cold just felt weird in general.
"I'm the oldest in this room besides the legendaries. I've lived a
long and full life. If I die now, I'll die with no regrets." Ricky
growled.
Lilly grabbed a blanket out of her back pack and wrapped it around
herself.
(making it seem like Ricky will die off, but really he'll
live.)
"Go Cyrus! We can..." Ricky began before hearing the floor crack.
Screaming in surprise he went falling down into a giant hole.
Lilly heard the scream and rushed in, "Ricky! Ricky!"
Rose gasped and turned around, seeing Ricky fall. "Ricky!!"
Somewhere not too far away, a shiny espurr was sitting in a tree,
hiding from zombies and eating pecha berried. She sighed sadly. She
missed her family.
Ricky was falling for about two minutes and he started using ice
beam with hydro pump to try and make snow. After a few attempts, he
made some, and he kept making snow. Crashing on a blanket of snow
he got up with aches and pains but he was definitely alive.
Sniffing the air he smelled numerous zombies and using multiple
x-scissors he began killing off zombies.
Lilly stood there stunned before sobbing, "Ricky! Ricky! Oh, how I
have failed your trainer!"
Ricky let out a few swear words. He had cleared the area and
started thinking. If I fell two minutes, that means nobody would
hear me if I yell besides zombies. Perhaps a nearby tunnel will
offer an escape.
Lilly cried for a few seconds before saying, "Let's leave. This
place is bad luck."
Ricky was trudging through the cave system. Listening and smelling
in, he kicked what appeared to be a blanket. Smelling, he smelled
the remains of a campfire. Must have been put out a week ago if not
sooner. Smelling blood, he realized a camp of survivors must have
gotten in before getting killed by the zombies.
Feeling depressed and doomed in tunnels full of who knows how many
zombies a thought relaxed him. Somehow they needed to get in.
Ricky continued with renewed effort.
Lilly sighed once and brought out a knife she kept at her hips,
"Ready guys? We won't let Ricky die for nothing."