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Legend of the Chrystanigh (Semi-Literate)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Pokémon RP → Legend of the Chrystanigh (Semi-Literate)Gender: Male
Species: Gallade
Looks: I'm like a normal Gallade except I wear a necklace tag that has the letters and numbers 145UWD.
Moves:
- Leaf Blade
- Focus Blast
- Psycho Cut
- Night Slash
Rank: Apprentice
Desired Rank: Type Master or maybe Second-in-Command, if possible.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kin: My parents were a Gardevoir (the father) and a Garchomp (the mother, screw stereotypes) but they are both deceased.
Personality: Truth be told I'm a loner who sometimes ignores people. But I really don't like being pranked on or made fun of, I usually get angry (but other people think I don't have a sense of humor) when that happens. I will sometimes irritate people by making critical comments, but they are designed to help people.
History: My parents died in a "freak accident" but what actually happened was a bunch of feuding Seviper and Zangoose came and my parents got caught up in the middle. They barely made it out of there but by the time someone tried to help them they were dead. I left and began travelling around, getting stronger through street fights. Eventually I ended up with that Poochyena.
Other: I'd like to learn Dragon and maybe Steel.
After a bit of wandering, she found a Mago tree with just a few berries. Backing up to get a running start, she flew at the tree and dug her claws into the bark, scrambling up like an Emolga. Making it to a thick lower branch, she took a few deep breaths. A berry hung right below her, looking plump, ripe, and tasty. Laying down on the branch she did her best to paw at it and sink her claws in. Suddenly, it started to drop. Not wanting to loose it to the dirty ground or worse, another Pokemon, she made one more valiant swipe with claws fully extended. Luckily, she did manage to catch it on her claws. Not so luckily, she lost her grip on the branch. She tried to twist around and catch it with her free forepaw, but only managed to put a deep scratch in the branch. With a yowl or surprise, she found herself falling. Like any good cat pokemon, though, she found herself landing on her three free paws.
"Owowow..." she muttered, licking her free paw after it landed on a small, pointy rock. But yet, she had her prize. Eyeing the Mago berry with pride and hunger, she quickly bit into it ravenously, finishing it in only a few bites.
^By uranianUmbra, sprite by MikanRin^
Like Gijinkas? How 'bout some twisted science? Perhaps even apocalyptic vibes? Yes? Then you should check out my fan fic : The End We Wrought
^By uranianUmbra, sprite by MikanRin^
Like Gijinkas? How 'bout some twisted science? Perhaps even apocalyptic vibes? Yes? Then you should check out my fan fic : The End We Wrought
Damien is accepted. C:))
Various noises assaulted the Poochyena's sensitive ears. Something was silthering her way, though...
Silence engulfed the clearing.
Lunaro didn't move a muscle.
She felt that whatever had spotted her was waiting for the right moment; her heart pounded in anticipation.
Finally, a possible fight! She hadn't been able to use her powers recently. She felt a little out of shape with quite a pawful of types.
An Ekans slid out (Same Ekans that attacked Bracken) and lunged forward, hissing menacingly.
Much to its surprise, Lunaro rolled away nimbly, her charcoal fur turning silvery. What looked like armor began to spread over her body, ending almost as soon as it had started.
With a loud bark, she lunged for the snake.
It nimbly dodged, but couldn't quite avoid the Iron Tail Lunaro swung at it.
The Ekans used a Poison Sting, and watched in astonishment as the poisonous bullets did nothing but bounce off of the pup's plated armor.
"Type advantage, punk!" She laughed, bowling the snake over. With a swift swipe, she smacked the back of its head, knocking it out cold.
"That'll teach ya." She growled, sitting on the grass with a soft clank.
Finally reaching where he guessed the sound had come from, Bracken peeked out from his leafy hiding spot. Okay, so he'd been a little off. The Glameow that had probably yowled was a little ways off from the tree he was in. He heard movement from the trees across from him and was surprised to see Crystal jump down. Oh great, he thought, ducking back under cover. He heard the two talk a bit, but he mostly tuned it out as he tried to think whether or not he should leave.
What to do with it? It was in her new "camp," if it could be called that.
Looking around, the Dark type picked up the snake, dragging it through the brush and onto the other side.
Maybe it would leave? She left it there, making sure it wasn't dead before moving on.
It was just unconscious. It was bound to wake up eventually.
Getting back into the clearing, she looked around. The trees around her would be good for any Flying types or tree dwellers. And they could always dig dens under ground or in the brush.
Not to mention, Grass types could help to grow plants that would conceal them, if they were trained right.
Thinking about the idea, Lunaro's fur changed into a forest green colour, leave protruding from the back of her ankles. Testing her theory, she placed a paw on the ground, concentrating any sort of power into the earth.
A little flower popped up, and the pup frowned. Of course she was out of shape with Grass type.
Trying again, she moved her paw over. A another dainty flower slowly grew out of the ground, and Lunaro growled in annoyance. She would have to find some way to make this work. Surely she could.
As he continued traveling across overlapping branches, something strange caught his eye. Bracken stopped and stared. It looked like a Poochyena, but it was... green. He furrowed his brow in confusion. Aren't Poochyena supposed to be black and gray? he thought, pressing himself low to the branch to make himself as small as possible. It looked like she was frustrated, but with her back to him, he couldn't see what she was trying to do.
Lunaro glared at the plant that had arisen, then let it shrink back into the earth.
A growl rose in her throat, before she turned away, closing her eyes and letting out a deep huff.
In her Grass type state, she could sense all kinds of things around her. Boy, the forest was really peaceful, despite the Ekans that had attacked with almost no warning.
Something was around her though. Something in the trees.
And unfortunately, Lunaro wasn't extremely tuned into this type.
Opening her eyes, her crimson gaze swept across the clearing. Where was the Pokemon? It was near her, watching her. She could feel it, thanks to the trees. But she couldn't place a paw on its location.
And she surely didn't want to frighten the Pokemon. It could be a possible recruit into her mission. She reverted back to her normal state, charcoal fur with ashy gray markings.
"Hello?" She called out, feeling the senses she had gained as a Grass type retracting.