I have edited a bit more now. Is it acceptable?
I have edited a bit more now. Is it acceptable?
Name: Tyrus Azion
Weapon/Armour: Tyrus carries a wooden bow and quiver; the quiver can hold about fifteen arrows once. He also carries a pair of steel daggers.
Tyrus wears full-body black leather armour. It is skin-tight to allow for stealth, it is thick enough however to protect from Tyrus from most light attacks. There are several white bands created in the image of a houndoom throughout the armour. These can be seen on the ankles, wrists, waist and shoulders. Around Tyrus’ neck is an amulet with a small white skull-like object on it, similar to the shape upon a houndoom’s chest, this is mostly tucked under his shirt/armour though. Under this armour Tyrus wears a dark grey tunic with hood to allow for stealth. Often Tyrus will wear a dark grey cloth bandanna over his mouth and nose, for when his identity must stay hidden.
Tyrus’ armour is imbued with the ability flash fire. This makes Tyrus immune to all fire, whether from a Pokemon or not. The fire is absorbed and can be channelled into any weapon Tyrus is holding.
Appearance: Tyrus stands at 5 foot and 10 inches. His hair is messy when Elise is not around to pester him to tidy it, but when required it is slicked back tidily. It is of medium length and is jet black. Tyrus mostly keeps a clean shave but when he can’t get access to a razor for a while his facial hair has been known to get quite scruffy. Tyrus’ eyes are a light grey colour and are often darting around the area, observing. Tyrus’ figure is slim, if not for his well-toned muscles he could easily be considered scrawny. When not in his armour, Tyrus will mostly wear dark colours, similar to his armour, greys, blacks and browns mostly. He has been known however to wear brighter colours when in a particularly good mood.
Personality: Although it can be hard to get close to him, once befriend Tyrus is very talkative and friendly. Despite his helpfulness to strangers, Tyrus tends not to talk much to those he is not close to; this is due to many years keeping on the down-low, and unknown to others. He is not rude to strangers but conversations are mostly short. Tyrus is very patient and rarely gets angered.
Tyrus has been mostly helpful to others ever since he left behind his old life, if he has time and is in a good mood he will often help others with even the smallest of tasks, though his duties as a knight will almost always come first. Tyrus always puts the lives of innocents and civilians before other matters, even if they are with the enemy.
Tyrus is most happy when with his family; he can be quite selfish when his family’s happiness and safety are on the line. When he has been away from his wife and daughter for too long he can become grouchy and sometimes even depressed. He rarely talking to others when like this and when he does he will often be quite rude. He retains his helpful nature however; he will just be snappier when doing so. Vincent often tries to cheer Tyrus up in times like these, though he is not always successful.
Whilst on Knight-Business, Tyrus is a silent observer. He can stay put for hours on end if it benefits the mission, waiting for the absolute perfect moment to strike unnoticed. Whenever possible Tyrus will avoid killing and enemy, often sneaking up on them and choking them until they pass out, or leaving them within an inch of their life and letting them retreat. Whilst he does know that isn’t always beneficial to the mission, Tyrus can’t help but think back to his past and think about how his enemy might have been forced into their lifestyle due to poverty or other reasons. When required he can be deceitful to the enemy, tricking them into thinking he is on their side or swaying them to his way of thinking.
History: Tyrus was born into a poor family in the Upper District of Castle City. To get by he had to steal, and steal he did. Over the years he became adept at thievery. He had several close calls at the start of his ‘career’, but always managed to narrowly escape the law enforcement. As he continued he learned how to properly cover his tracks, when to emerge from the shadows, and of who to steal from.
This continued up until when Tyrus was about eighteen, when he met the love of his life. Elise. He was outside her family’s store; he had stolen from it before but hadn’t actually seen the clerks. He instantly fell for her, or at least he fell for her looks. He entered the store and approached the counter, flustered over what to say he ended up just buying a loaf of bread, but he had seen her. And he knew he wanted her.
The following day Tyrus approached the store again, this time with a plan. There was an upcoming public ball approaching in the Castle District, he asked Elise to it… Three times… she accepted eventually. Truth be told Tyrus had no interest in a ball, but if Elise was interested (and apparently she was) Tyrus would go in a heartbeat.
The pair fell for each other not long after the ball, they just ‘clicked’. Elise explained to Tyrus the trouble that her family had been put through due to the constant thievery. Thievery which Tyrus was a part of. Tyrus mulled over what Elise had said for the next few days. He knew that his lifestyle was wrong; it just hadn’t really hit him until now how much it affected others. Elise often had to go without meals due her family’s loss in profit. And all because of Tyrus, what was he to do? Tyrus decided to abandon his lifestyle. His days of thievery were behind him. After much pestering of Elise’s father Tyrus gained a position in the shop. Elise and her family were astonished at the sudden drop in missing goods from the store, it was assumed that a young, fit man behind the counter had just scared them off.
Leaving behind his old life wasn’t enough for Tyrus however. He craved more. He needed a new life. And with that ambition he signed up for the Knights of Unova at eighteen. He wanted to help those whose lives he had ruined for many years, and prevent others from following criminal lifestyle Tyrus had once followed.
For about a year Tyrus went without a partner as a knight, longer than usual. This changed however on a trip to Opelucid. There had been reports of dog Pokémon eating much the towns food supply. Upon arriving Tyrus and his colleagues discovered that it had been a pack of Houndooms. It was a reasonably easy task to take care of. However, just as Tyrus’ superior was about to kill off the last of the pack, Tyrus stopped him. The last remaining Pokémon was a houndoor. It houndoor was injured and Tyrus helped it recover.
The houndoor took a while to recover. And although it was grateful of Tyrus helping it recover. It didn’t exactly show it. The houndoor stayed with Tyrus, but only out of mutual agreement to help each other, it would often bite Tyrus and was incredibly disobedient. Tyrus named the houndoor Vincent.
Vincent stayed with Tyrus. When amongst the other Knight’s partner Pokémon it stood out like a sore thumb. When other knights were standing in formation with their Pokémon Tyrus would be wrestling with Vincent to get off his leg. In battle it rarely did as Tyrus said, although this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, the houndoor was skilled at battle and showed great potential, often knowing better than Tyrus what attacks to use.
One day, whilst Tyrus and Vincent were in battle. Tyrus was within an inch of death, a bandit’s spear held up to his neck. Vincent was nowhere to be seen, the last time Tyrus saw him he was grappling with a Simisear. As the bandit taunted Tyrus, a canine figure emerged from the bushes. A large houndoom bounded across the field and pounced on the Bandit, freeing Tyrus. Vincent had apparently evolved whilst Tyrus was pre-occupied.
From that day onwards, the relationship grew. It was still rough for a good while, Vincent remained quite disobedient, but after so many battles and missions together you can’t help but grow close. Vincent calmed down with his aggression eventually and became a loyal companion.
A few years into his of Knighthood, Tyrus proposed to Elise and she accepted. They wed at the age of twenty one. A few years after the marriage Elise became pregnant. The couple decided to name their daughter Emily.
Tyrus’ final trial was fast approaching, he and Vincent trained hard. Tyrus was becoming particularly skilled at archery at this point; he could hit both moving and far-away targets with ease. Tyrus’ past life as a thief had been put to good use. Often, Tyrus and Vincent could take out a target unseen with ease. It was Tyrus’ stealth skills that gained him an attempt at Victory Road. Upon completion of the challenge he was awarded with a custom made suit of armour in the image of his Houndoom.
Elise’s father died not long after Tyrus passing his trial. She had a brief depression afterwards though recovered thanks to Tyrus and Vincent’s comfort. She took over her father’s general store soon after.
After the war broke out, Tyrus sided with Ernst. Although he didn’t really want to take sides he knew he would have to sooner or later. He agreed with many of Ernst’s policies so decided to join him.
Other: Sorry if the history is too long, there was a lot to go through. The sea-faring Scandinavians set the small town alight.
Appearance: Vincent looks like a standard Houndoom.
Personality: Though the relationship had a rough start, Vincent is now a loyal companion to Tyrus. Their previous disagreements shine through however, as Vincent still prefers to fight without command, he will obey when commanded to do something. Tyrus mostly allows him to fight his own way though.
Vincent is viciously protective of those that are close to him, like Tyrus and his family, Emily in particular. Vincent protecting his master or his family is one of the few times Tyrus is unable to control him. Tyrus almost had Vincent taken away as a partner once during an incident in Castle City. The young Emily was bullied by a slightly older boy; Vincent would have torn off the arm of the boy if Tyrus hadn’t tackled him to the ground. Had he not previously proven his worth to Tyrus’ superiors he likely would had been put down. After this incident Vincent knows slightly better when and when not to attack, though is still very protective.
Although not at first, after much time spent with Tyrus, Vincent has become very patient when not angered, the pair are able to remain silently in one area for hours on end if required.
Despite his aggression and battle prowess, Vincent can be both a loving and lovable Pokemon. When Tyrus is at home Vincent often spends hours playing with Emily. He is not only valued as a partner but as a family pet.
History: As mentioned previously. Vincent was taken in as the last reaming Pokémon in a pack of Houndooms and Houndoors. The relationship was rough at first though eventually the pair grey a strong bond.
Powers: Flame Thrower – Fire Spin – Fire Fang – Crunch – Head butt – Thunder Fang
Other: And the sea-faring Scandinavians set the small town alight.
Last edited by Accelgor X; 14th May 2013 at 12:00 AM.
Name: Darcy Sparrow
Upon completing the climb of Victor’s Passage Darcy was given a cloak that very much resembled his Zoroark’s ponytail-like hair. It was red with the odd black sort of "tuft" appearance. The bottom the cloak was a light blue trim. But as any Knight knows, this cloak was no ordinary cloak. This special cloak granted Darcy the power to trick the eye of others and cast illusions.
Upon completing the climb of Victor’s Passage Darcy was given a beautiful dark purple cloak with yellow rosettes on it, much like the fur of his Liepard. But as any Knight knows, this cloak was no ordinary cloak. This special cloak granted Darcy the power to vanish and reappear unexpectedly. (Reference)
Appearance: Darcy stands at a hundred and seventy eight centimetres, or approximately five foot ten, and weighs in at seventy-five kilograms, or about one hundred and sixty five pounds. He has fairly pale skin, and is more muscular than his slender body appears to be. Darcy has a defined square jawline and high cheek bones. Generally he doesn’t like to have facial hair but the odd time he may have a bit of stubble going on. His face, and body, has numerous scars each with a story Darcy could go on and on about. He has shaggy straight hair that looks like it probably should be cut at just about any time and hangs at several inches off his head. Generally Darcy doesn’t bother to groom his hair and just let it hang off his head. His bangs slightly droop over his cold, dark blue eyes as Darcy casts a judging and negative look upon the world. From just looking at his nose, you could tell in a matter of seconds that Darcy has broken it several times before. Everything Darcy does is fast. He talks fast, he eats fast, and he walks and runs fast. His long legs allow him to cover more ground when running with his long strides.
Not having much money to his name, Darcy wears simple clothing. When not wearing his armour, which can be rarely ever, Darcy wears a plain white tunic that somewhat hangs off of his body and worn out brown trousers. He has black leather boots that come halfway up to the knees with several straps and buckles on them. On the inside of each of his boots is a small sheath for a knife. Because Darcy likes to move fast, his armour isn’t the clunky sort or the heavy chainmail. Instead he opts for lighter leather amour. Due to his fondness of black, Darcy decided to dye all of his armor black. He wears leather gloves that come up to just before his elbow. His chest piece resembles more of a jacket than anything else, with only slightly padded shoulders. On his chest he has belt across his waist to keep the jacket closer to his body, and a sash like belts cross from each of his shoulder to the opposite side of his body around the waist. The jacket has a few pockets to hold. On each of his hips, Darcy carries two daggers, his favourite kind of weapons. And of course Darcy will always be seen with his special cloak he received the day he became a Knight, wearing it in the typical way one may expect a fictional thief would wear a cloak and hood.
Personality: Darcy is cold. He is calculating. Above all else though, he is selfish. Darcy will put his needs before anyone’s, no matter what. It takes a considerable amount of persuasion and convincing to make Darcy do something for someone else first if there is no benefit in it for him. It was the way he learned to live in his world in order to survive, and old habits die hard. Darcy is regarded as a negative person in general. He doesn’t care for the events in the world; everything comes to an end anyway. According to Darcy, life is empty and life is meaningless, life is devoid of any value. While others may prepare for the worst and hope for the best, Darcy just prepares for the worst. He lives life because he must. Due to his cold nature, Darcy doesn’t have any close friends, or friends at all really. He has learned to live with the loneliness, but at times it can be too much for even for Darcy to handle. To say he is emotionless would still be false. Darcy doesn’t like to let the weakness of emotion cloud his judgement or actions, but if any would seep through his blank face and rather monotone-like voice, it would that of anger. Darcy was an angry child. Angry at the world for the life he was given, and easily angered in general.
In all his flaws as a cold-hearted lone wolf, Darcy still has some positive aspects, however slim they may appear. Darcy is a survivor. If you can’t on one person to make it out of something alive, or stand while the smoke clears, it’s him. He is stubborn beyond imaginable, for better and for worse. In the chance Darcy does do something for you, most likely though only since there was something in it for him as well, you have his word he will finish it to the letter. Darcy has a natural knack for learning, and is smarter than he lets on. And though he has no friends or anyone close to him, Darcy does that on purpose. He knows that he is cold, and for that reason he doesn’t let people get close to him on purpose. From experience he knows that if he does let someone get close, they’ll end up being hurt. Love, whether romantically or caring like a family is weakness. Love is leverage over someone, their Achilles heel. It is for this reason that Darcy doesn’t love. Not because he wants to or that he can’t feel love, but because of the safety of the person he would love.
History: Darcy grew up on the streets of the Wharf District in Castelia City. An orphan from as long as he can remember, Darcy’s family consisted of several other orphan boys and girls his age and a few older that acted like the parents. They had no true home. The city itself was their home. Every night was a question as to whether or not they had a proper place to sleep and every day what they would eat remained just as big of a mystery. Often the orphan street kids would beg passersby for scraps or coin, and when that didn’t work they turned to petty theft. Ambushing solitary travelers in alleyways, causing distractions at a market stall to snatch a loaf of bread, or just general pickpocketing. It was a hard life and not many survived such a life. Many wound up dead, most from starvation or the cold nights during the winter. Those that did survive generally were girls who went on to the pleasure houses, which in comparison wasn’t all too much better of a life. Those that did survive the cruel fate of the streets were far and few. But Darcy was one of them. He was determined to be a survivor. It was these streets that turned Darcy into the person he was today. Countless experience proved to him the world wasn’t as great as the people with money, homes and food everyday made it out to be. Time and time again life would find a way to disappoint.
Darcy lived life on the streets from as early as he can remember all the way until he was finally able to join the Knights. From a little age Darcy always admired the Knights of Unova. They weren’t scared. They never backed down from a fight, and they were prepared for anything. Darcy could only dream to be a Knight one day. But he lacked the funds to join. Though Knights were taught to fight, Darcy already could fight. Albeit a more street style of fighting than the proper way a Knight was taught, Darcy could hold his own for the most part with a knife. He had to be able to in order to survive. One day, Darcy finally started to commit to becoming a Knight. No longer would he dream about it. He wanted off the streets and not be afraid of anything anymore. Darcy around this time was twelve or thirteen, a rare age for someone living on the streets. It took Darcy approximately a year to finally achieve the funds and the courage to apply to become a squire and one day a Knight of Unova. He tried his best to save a little bit of his days earnings and keep it safe from the eyes of the other children, whom some have come to rely on Darcy for protection. Slowly he stopped caring for some of the other children and became obsessed with collecting enough money. One day of course, everything took a turn for the worse. It was this day that truly shaped Darcy into the man he is today.
Just as Darcy was getting close to racking up enough money, one kid found out. And older kid, close to Darcy’s age. He found the stash of gold and called Darcy out on it. While the rest of them were nearly dying of starvation and barely making it through, Darcy had a nest egg hidden away with enough money to feed them all for a month based on the way they were living and for a week like a proper family would. It didn’t take much to guess the outrage everyone now felt at Darcy. So Darcy challenged the boy, Rusty, to a fight for the money. Regardless of the outcome, Darcy would leave. Rusty accepted, but knew all too well that Darcy was stronger and more likely to succeed. The only way Rusty could win was to hit Darcy where it hurt.
While growing up, Darcy had a close friend a few years younger than him. He cared for her and looked out for her throughout his life. He did double the work so the two of them could eat. Darcy cared for her more than anyone could imagine. Her name was Molly, and she could have been the poster child for innocence. It was Molly that Rusty targeted. If anything could get to Darcy it was hurting Molly. That night, before the fight, Rusty disappeared and took Molly with him. He did horrible things to her, and when Darcy found out he was enraged. He found Rusty out and before he could say anything, stabbed Rusty multiple times while crying in the chest. Darcy cried and cried that night as he lay beside Molly’s broken body. He took the money and tried to get someone, anyone to help the poor beaten girl. But no one would take his money. No one wanted to treat street scum, street kids didn’t live long enough anyway and the money was barely enough to cover everything needed to be done to Molly. Losing hope, collapsed to the ground near the water’s edge while holding Molly. There was nothing he could do but be there for her while she died in his arms. He was only thirteen and she was ten. It was that day Darcy learned that life was cruel. That love was a weakness. If he didn’t love Molly so much, Rusty would never have targeted her.
The next day, with his money, Darcy left the streets he had grown up. He went to apply to become a squire and one day a knight. He did his best as to not appear as street-like and dirty as possible, and barely passed into the program. For the next several years, Darcy spent his days as a squire. Never forgetting the lessons he learned on the streets. While a squire, Darcy remained to himself as much as possible. If he didn’t become a Knight, all this would have been for nothing. He would have failed Molly, who had encouraged him to go for his dream. However, Darcy, along with his partner Pokémon, managed to rise to the challenge and become a full Knight of Unova.
When it comes to it, Darcy chose to fight under King Aleksandr. Being completely honest, Darcy didn’t care who or what he fought for. He didn’t particularly like either of the kings but he was forced to choose a side and fight. Darcy’s not entirely sure if he made the right decision or not, and if it comes to it he could just as easily switch sides. Truth or ideals, neither holds a superior value in Darcy’s mind but if it comes to it, Darcy would rather fight for ideals for he knows the danger of knowledge and truth. Each of the men seem rather childish and spoiled to Darcy but he fights because he must and over the years he has learned to like the fighting and the killing.
Other: Oh no! Vikings! What are they doing? Is that fire? That’s fire! And the Vikings set fire to the settlement.
Species: Zoroark the Illusion Fox Pokémon
Appearance: Darcy’s Zoroark close pretty much like your average Zoroark, nothing overly special.
Personality: Zoroark was a little atypical as a Zorua. He wasn’t mischievous whatsoever and didn’t enjoy the laughing at enemies like so many Zorua are known for. Instead Zorua was more quiet. It was rather scared most times and tended to rely a lot on Darcy for protection and food. He gets along well with most Pokémon and people alike, but is very slow to trust. Since evolving into Zorark, he has grown more confident in his abilities and now sees it as his job to protect Darcy.
True to any Zoroark, Darcy’s Zoroark is extremely protective of Darcy. Zoroark will go to any length to ensure Darcy is safe. He holds a grudge for long periods of time to anyone who has wronged him or Darcy. All in all, from growing up alongside Darcy, Zoroark has developed some characteristics from Darcy. Zoroark, though still getting along fairly well, can act cold at times and non-caring to others. He can be relentless in battle and is very deceiving.
History: Like Darcy, Zoroark was orphaned as a Zorua. Otherwise the two may have never met. One afternoon while Darcy was walking through the streets when he was around the age of twelve to twelve and a half, he happened to come across a Pokémon being beaten by some rich boy and his Pignite. Not being able to stand the sight of it, Darcy walked over to the kid and told him to stop. Seeing how Darcy was dressed, in worn-out, ratty clothes the boy refused. How dare scum like Darcy tell him what to do, he was a trainer training. So Darcy made him stop the only way he could think of, he punched the rich prick in the face. The trainer ran off crying and bleeding followed by his Pokémon. Darcy then turned to the Zorua and kneeled down beside it. Seeing how skinny and beat up it was, he gave it some food but that was all he could do. This act alone, of protecting and feeding him, made Zorua instantly trust Darcy. When Darcy walked off, the young Zorua followed him. Darcy told it many time to go back home, but Zorua refused to go. When Darcy got back to the place his group was staying at, he told Zorua that he couldn’t come in. The other kids didn’t allow it. So Zorua stayed in the surrounding area.
Over the next several days, Darcy kept bumping into the Zorua he had saved. At first he was a little annoyed that the Pokémon kept following him for food, but Darcy soon liked it. In no time, Darcy allowed the Zorua to walk beside him instead of follow from a distance. Though he still prioritized his own survival by finding food for him, Darcy also helped Zorua find food and proper shelter outside of the groups location. Zorua even started to help Darcy with distractions for stealing and found its own food that Darcy couldn’t eat so Darcy had more of his own food. When it came time that Darcy finally applied to become a Knight, he needed a Pokémon to join him. So he reached out and asked the only Pokémon he had ever befriended and knew, Zorua. Zorua was overjoyed and happily came with Darcy. On the final challenge to become a Knight, Zorua evolved while protecting Darcy.
Powers: Illusion, Night Daze, Dark Pulse, Night Slash, Low Kick, Agility
Species: Liepard the Cruel Pokémon
Appearance: Darcy’s Liepard for the most part looks like any average Liepard, the only thing is that her fur is a little darker shade of purple than most Liepard.
Personality: Liepard is just as cold and calculating as Darcy. As a Purrloin, she would often help Darcy with stealing things from other people. On the event she was caught, she would act all innocent and pull the typical “puppy dog” face. Often enough she would get off due to her cuteness and charm. Like Darcy, Liepard can get fairly angry. Normally she is the quiet and reserved yet calculating type. But on the occasion she gets angry, the claws come out rather quickly and she will try and shed you to pieces. Liepard is a narcissist. She absolutely loves herself and thinks of herself as better than the rest. Because of this she tends to walk around with her head held high and acts as elegant as can be.
History: There isn’t too much to the meeting of Darcy and Liepard. They met back maybe a year before Darcy went to join the Knights of Unova. The group Darcy lived in banned the members from having Pokémon in the group as they didn’t want the Pokémon taking up space in the little sleeping area that they did manage to have. One day while walking the streets looking for food, Darcy found himself kicking some scrap food along the ground that was too dirty for him to eat. He noticed that little chunks of it kept falling off and that a skinny Purrloin was following him eating the chunks. Fascinated, he did that again the next day and found that the same Purrloin with dark purple fur. Soon, over the course of a month or so, Darcy and Purrloin became sort of partners. Purrloin would help Darcy steal, and in return Darcy would give Purrloin a little bit of his food. When Darcy left to go to become a Knight, since he needed to take a Pokémon with him he asked Purrloin, the only Pokémon he had befriended. During the final challenge, while battling a particularly difficult Trainer, Purrloin evolved into Liepard.
Powers: Prankster, Night Slash, Dark Pulse, Hone Claws, Faint Attack, Torment, Taunt
Last edited by iStorm; 28th April 2013 at 10:29 PM.
Accelgor X and iStorm, you are both ACCEPTED! iStorm I assume you're wanting Zoroark, so I'll mark you down as such. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Elysian, your sign up isn't bad, but it's not quite there yet. Look at the two SU's above. Accelgor X isn't even applying for a legendary or exceptionally powerful Pokemon, yet his(?) SU is packed with details. iStorm did have a rare Pokemon, and his(?) SU also met my expectations. What I want from you is more detail. You have a decent history and personality, but they feel a little flat. Make it more three-dimensional, show us more facets. That's my opinion.
Y Friend Code: 1650-2192-8516
Fairy Safari: Togepi, Swirlix, Floette
Thanks for the acceptance!
Also, I just realised that I had forgotten to give Tyrus a surname, so I edited that it. 'Azione' means 'stealth' in Spanish so I just altered that slightly.
PS: You were correct. I am male.
Last edited by Accelgor X; 29th April 2013 at 4:57 PM.
Okay, I'll try fixing it either later today or tomorrow.
I'd like to make a reservation, please. It's been a long while since I've properly RPed.
I have completed my sign-up. I changed my Pokemon's moveset. The changes were Hex -> Role Play and Scary Face -> Pain Split.
I'm going to try and get back into RPing, but...
Originally Posted by bobandbill3DS FC: 0018-1095-7707
Friend Safari: Pancham, (I forget), and Breloom
Accepting any except for Electric
I've edited a bit more, and personally, I'm happy with it.
Ugh. The sloth hath recruited me. Jot me down for a reserve, please?
Alrighty....this six page, 2,500 word monster is done....and with that much size I really hope I didn't miss something. Anyways, here goes.
Weapon/Armor: Ian’s weapons is a sword styled after Volcarona’s wings. While the blade is not completely leaf shaped, as the moths wings are, it retains many similarities to the moth’s wing shape, while being the same length as a traditional longblade. The Blade allows Ian to perform a Fiery Dance, enhancing his average skill with a blade greatly. While within the Dance, the blade catches fire as well, enhancing the cutting power greatly.
While not the Armor of a Knight, Ian does wear some armor, which is made of a combination of chainmail and plates, designed to allow for maximum flexibility, while still protecting his entire body. This armor is only worn when Ian will be in a fight, otherwise, he wears the clothing listed below.
Affiliation: Alexsandr (Very shaky. Not hard to convince him to go to the other side.)
Appearance: Ian is tall and thin, being built much like a dancer or a runner. His hair is a dark brown, and cut relatively short, although he occasionally lets the back grown a bit longer. Ian’s skin is fairly pale despite being in the presence of a Pokémon that radiates light. His eyes are a light green, and he has the odd tendency to not blink for very long periods of time, occasionally admitting that he stares at things so long that he visions becomes Tricolor.
In terms of clothing, Ian is fairly simplistic. He wears a black shirt, and pants, and covers that with a black cloak. The back of the cloak has the image of Volcarona on it, stitched in silver thread. A similar motif in on the left chest of Ian’s shirts, and signifies that he guards the Tower of the Sun, as if his partner being a legend is not enough of an indication. His sword hangs at his left hip. A pair of sturdy black boots round out Ian’s attire.
Personality: Cold and distant, Ian appears to be exact sort of person who would guard the Tower of the Sun. That, however, is exactly what Ian wants you to think. The majority of the time, Ian hides behind a well constructed persona, the result of years of repressed feelings, insecurities, and more.
Outwardly, Ian is clipped, but still polite, and seems to be unshakable. He professes great confidence, always seeming to know what to do in a crisis, or bad situation. Considered by many to be someone to aspire to follow within the Priesthood of the Sun, Ian’s outward actions tend to have a certain calculated certainty to them, almost as though he massively over analyzes every situation.
As a sort of middleman between the Knights of Unova and the Priesthood, Ian also must profess to be able to deal with the politics of his rather precarious position, something that even his carefully constructed persona has difficulty doing.
When in private however, Ian is very different from the calm and confident self he projects normally. In reality, Ian spends much of his time on the verge of a mental breakdown due to the stress of his position, and the expectations of everyone else. This couples with his own personal misgivings about himself, and his situation to force Ian’s sanity to live quite precariously.
Ian’s only saving grace in terms of stress come strangely enough from dancing and simple debates. Ian’s interest in dancing has as much to do with his position as a Knight as anything, because his personal sword style is based heavily on dancing.
History: Ian was born in the Castle to a lesser member of the Priesthood of the Sun. From a young age, it was expected the Ian would simply join the Priesthood, and that would be that. However, from a similarly young age, Ian preferred to shun the duties of an acolyte in favor of training to become a Knight of Unova.
For years, Ian trained both as a member of the Priesthood, and to become a Knight. Many of his peers scorned these ideas, believing that he should be content to serve Volcarona, and leave it at that. As younger children are won’t to do, Ian’s peers did a number on his(Ian) self-confidence, leaving him with a nearly debilitating case of second guessing everything he did.
Among the various duties Ian performed as an acolyte, he was one of numerous people responsible for the well being of the Brood, housed in the catacombs of Castle Harmonia. Often, suffering the verbal abuses of his peers, Ian would retreat into those Catacombs, spending time amongst the various Larvesta. While hiding thusly, he often had plenty of time to think, both about his personal goals and many other things. Much of his time in the catacombs not devoted to the Priesthood was devoted to training to become a Knight, an ambition that he clung to desperately despite the ridicule of his peers. Ian’s parents remained indifferent to his dream, allowing him to do as he wished in that regard.
Due to his frequent wanderings below the castle, Ian learned all of the various routes through the catacombs, the places to hide, and more.
Thusly, the first twelve or so years of Ian’s life fell into a pattern. Ian would complete his chores for the Priesthood as quickly as possible, so as to avoid dealing with his peers, before vanishing to care for the Brood for awhile. After than he would train his body and mind as best he could. Not long after Ian’s tenth birthday, rumors started to filler down that there was some kind of heretic Priest running about. Ian didn’t really care, as he felt such things would not trouble him. At first this was true.
Not long after Ian turned fourteen, he was down in the Catacombs, caring for a group of Larvesta when a group of men burst into the room. Startled Ian hid, and he was stunned to see that a small group, four to be exact, Knights accompanying a corpulent Priest. What shocked Ian even more, however was what came next.
The Priest ordered the Knights to gather every Larvesta they could, saying they didn’t have much time before the other “heretics” caught him. Ian remained hidden in an alcove, until the Knight had left. When they finally fled, the Priest screaming at the Knights to hurry up, as someone would be meeting them at an exit. Ian, confused, and aghast at the kidnapping/theft of members of the Brood, sprinted to the surface to alert other members of the Priesthood. While he could not find a Priest, Ian did find a group of Knights who had been tasked with finding the rogue Priest. When he told them what he had seen, the leader of the group swore angrily, as neither he, nor most other Knights, knew their way around the catacombs below the castle.
Normally, Ian would have shrunk away from the idea of leading the Knights through the Catacombs, not believing he could do such a thing or some such, however, for some reason, he spoke up, volunteering to lead the Knight along the fastest course to the exit the Priest had spoke of.
Ian was never more terrified than that day, running down the dimly lit tunnels, leading a group of Knights towards a rouge Priest, someone he was supposed to look up to. Despite the lead the rogue group had, Ian’s superior knowledge of the passageways meant that he and the Knights bet the rogues to the exit by a few minutes. During the short fight the followed, Ian stayed hidden behind a pillar, watching in awe as the Knights and their partners battled. During the commotion, the Priest tried to flee, and Ian, while attempting to get away from the fleeing man, who weight at least twice, if not three times as much as he did, tripped the Priest, who feel and was knocked unconscious.
After returning the Larvesta to their home, the Knights praised Ian and his “capture” of the rogue priest highly. Someone higher in the hierarchy of the Priesthood decided that as a reward for doing the Priesthood a great service, Ian would be allowed to raise one of the Brood, on the condition that he underwent training to become a Knight, and once that training was complete, he would return to the service of the Priesthood. Finally seeing the chance to fulfill his dreams, Ian jumped on the chance.
For the next almost ten years, Ian trained under several Knights, and took the first steps to building his façade of confident aloofness. During his training, Ian knew that his constant self doubt was holding him back. With that in mind, he began to push those feelings down, hiding them behind his slowly emerging façade.
However, even after Ian’s teachers claimed he was ready for the final trails as a Knight, he took another two years to privately train, and learn to fight beside his partner, who he not truly learned to battle beside. After twelve years exactly of blood sweat and tears, Ian outwardly professed to be ready to become a Knight.
His final trail, or so Ian thought, completed, Ian returned to Castle Harmonia, his freshly evolved partner at his side, and was brought before the High Priest of the Sun. The High Priest presented Ian with his weapon, forged in the image of Volcarona’s wings, before explaining what Ian’s position within the Priesthood would actually means.
Ian’s duties where fairly straightforward, while he had all of the usual duties assigned to a Knight of Unova, he was one of a select few Knights who served the Priesthood of the Sun. As such, he could be called upon to escort Priests around, and other things.
Ian’s life was largely uneventful for the next few years, doing a number of odd jobs for the Priesthood, and slowly building up his image as the paragon of a Knight. During this time, Ian found himself slowly being drawn into more to inner politics of the Priesthood, and the higher echeleons of the Kingdom, as he was often called upon to escort the High Priest places, as his partner was the closest thing to the Light most people would see in their lives.
With the recent split between the brothers, Ian decided that his loyalty was with the Priesthood, as opposed to any given King. For now, he will, should the need arise, fight with the King, but his loyalty to the Priesthood will supersede that.
Other: More information on Ian and Larvesta/Volcarona’s relationship will be below.
Anything else you can think of that doesn’t any of the above sections. See below for notice on Viking Activities….and call the fire departement.
Appearance: Abigale has two large scars, one down the middle of her back, and one across her left top wing, as a result of fights she should not have picked.
Personality: Abigale is foremost rather egotistical. Being revered by the entire Priesthood especially after her evolution has given her a more than slightly overinflated image of herself. As a result, she often comes across as very standoffish, and tends to refuse to fight as her peak because she feels facing her full strength to much a complement to her foe.
Outside of her egotism, Abigale contrasts sharply with Ian in that she has no issues with confidence at all. In fact, she often can see right through Ian’s outward platitudes and actions, perceiving his inner conflicts more acutely than most. She does her best to help Ian with his issues, and while she cannot speak, Abigale still finds ways to convince Ian that his inner second guessing isn’t helping him at all. Once she gets to know someone, Abigale usually will tone down her egotistic attitude slightly, and is a bit more personable.
She absolutely loves apples, of any variety, and they provide the surest way to get into her good graces.
History: Early into their partnership, when Ian was just starting his training, he and Abigale did not get along well, mostly because Ian was not very sure of himself, and Abigale felt that helping him was beneath her. The two managed to reach an uneasy peace after almost two years of training, to where Abigale would listen to Ian’s orders, but not a thing otherwise. This was the state the pair existed in for quite some time.
Much of the reason the two didn’t get along involved Ian’s lack of confidence in himself, and how that didn’t help him overcome Abigale’s egotism. This didn’t change until the two years Ian spent privately training. Much of this training simply involved traveling the region and such. During some of these travels, Abigale, who was then still a Larvesta, would pick fights with Pokémon she shouldn’t, such as a Lucario, an Excadrill, a pair of Bravairy, and the like. Whenever this happened, Ian often ended up having to run the Pokémon off so they didn’t severely wound, or even kill Abigale. This only made the egotistical bug dislike him more, since she felt she always had the situation under control. This lead to Ian in turn resenting his partner for forcing him to bail her out of fights she could not win.
Finally, however, things came to a serious head during the final trials of becoming a Knight. During the climb, Abigale decided to pick a fight with the partner of a Knight-aspirant that Ian was trying to sneak past. This would normally have not been a problem, except that the partner was a Zweilous (spelling?). It was fairly obvious from the start that both Ian and Abigale were out of there league in the battle. Ian was outclassed in close combat by his opponent, who excelled at hand to hand fighting, and was not letting Ian draw his weapon, while Abigale simply could not get close enough to harm the more powerful dragon type. Despite having built up his outwards confidence, Ian was still somewhat unsure of himself inside and it showed as the battle wore on.
Abigale, thanks to nearly ten years of relentless training, was already near evolution, and the stress of the battle, and watching her partner, who while she resented, and thought weak, was still her partner, get beat within an inch of his life, kicked her over the edge. To the shock, and subsequent horror of the other squire/Knight-aspirant, whatever, Abigale evolved into the manifestation of the sun, Volcarona, and proceed to even the fight a bit more. The distraction also gave Ian the chance to draw his sword, making him a little more capable of defending himself. The battle dragged out for awhile longer, and to Abigale’s surprise, Ian actually beat his opponent before her, before helping Abigale knock out the dragon.
As a result, that moth began to respect him more, especially as he began to build his persona as a Knight. Slowly the two of them have developed a sort of mutual respect, which has lead to their present state.
Abigale will follow Ian’s orders, and not only respects him, but does her level best to get his inwards personality to be a little more confident.
Powers: Flame Body Fiery Dance, Bug Buzz, Quiver Dance, Giga Drain, Fly,
Other: If you can think of anything that didn’t fit elsewhere, put it here! “And the Vikings set fire to the settlement!!!!
Take a moment to consider just how nothing nothing really is....If you understand this, then you just solved the universe.
The truth that each person...each soul...is a book. And when we lay our feelings out in the open...and we give them no name...and we give them no author....and we give them no description.....who will actually read them..........?"
Credit to Eevee for the amazing banner.
Current fanfiction project: Pokemon: Absolution
@Elysian: I thought I'd give you an in-depth SU review, because some issues seem like they weren't even looked at. We want to help your character fit in, but right now he really sticks out.
Firstly, you shouldn't have two enchanted items. Even if the sword and shield are used as a combo, they count as two items. Plus, they're using two different powers. Isaac has got a near-unstoppable attack and an impenetrable defense, which already makes him overpowered (even if it's an either/or situation). Keep one enchantment and drop the other, otherwise we can't accept him.
I mostly like his personality, but I'm not comfortable with his being gay being the only reason he keeps his feelings bottled up. He seems like someone with an optimistic yet stoic mask, but a lot more troubles under the surface which blow up in spurts. Maybe something could be expanded on with that idea? Plus the whole 'being fascinated by war but pushed by his father to marry into wealth', expanding on that could help fill out Isaac's overall personality
The history is where a lot of problems are. I know I already suggested changing his father's profession if you wanted him to have a poor upbringing, but his father being a blacksmith did make more sense for him acquiring a sword and shield than it does now. Generous passerbys is pushing suspension of disbelief, especially twice. And if he is poor... what chance does he have for getting a girl of a wealthy family to marry him?
On Isaac meeting the Beldum... you do realize that Beldums weigh over 200 pounds, right? Having one collide with a human's head would either kill the human or give him/her a severe concussion. Also, why is the Beldum so suddenly friendly with Isaac? Even being a Psychic type and possibly being able to read him, it would be more in your favor to have a better reason that Isaac earns the Beldum's friendship and loyalty.
Also, you may want to read through the whole thread here. shiningsloth has stated that squires usually come in as young teenagers for years of training, to become knights around the age Isaac is upon taking the Victor's Path challenge. Given how Isaac's history is set up now, he would not be a knight, and thus would not have an enchanted weapon or armor. He'd be more of an ordinary fighter that joined Ernst. And since he doesn't live in Castle City, he wouldn't know many details about why the twins have started a civil war over the succession. It can be reworked, I think, but make sure to think things through carefully about how to make your character fair.
Lastly, there's some typos that should be corrected. It's best to have a tidy SU for any game.
Riiiiiiiiiiight, have this 3,385-words-long monster of a SU!
Name: Valentina Kaminov
Weapon/Armor: Valentina’s weapon is a pair of two scythes and claws, which are attached upon each arm, covering the entire lower arm and the back of the hand. An extremely rigid and fairly sharp blade extends from the arm, which can double as both a weapon and a mini-shield of sorts, and a set of long, ultra-sharp silver claws, capable of damaging armour, extend from the wrist, covering the hand, which are the main attacking weapons, and are generally used for tearing enemies apart or piercing holes in them. Her scythes (not her claws) are imbued with the power Sandstorm, meaning that they leave a long trail of sand in its tracks, clouding the visions of opponents (though not her own, as she also wears clear goggles in battle to protect her eyes).
Affiliation: Alexsandr; Ideals
Appearance: Valentina looks much younger than she actually is, standing at 160cm and having childish facial features, such as large, innocent, baby blue eyes which can make themselves even larger if she wills them to, a small button nose, and cherry-like lips. She has a very skinny figure, coupled with a tragically flat chest, though this also allows her to move more freely and nimbly. Her hair is also very childish for her age – she has wavy, platinum-blonde hair, which is tied back into two high pigtails that reach just past her shoulders when tied up like this, giving her the appearance of a prepubescent girl. Indeed, more than one person has been shocked when hearing about her real age.
In normal circumstances, Valentina is not one for dark, heavy, clothing – she prefers wearing skirts and dresses and blouses, usually white or any other pale colour, with the more frills, the better. Her favourite outfit is a cream-coloured dress with short, puffy sleeves and a frilly skirt that comes down to just above her knees, the shade of yellow getting darker the lower down the frills are. She wears white knee-length socks underneath them, and black strapless shoes with a ribbon at the front. She also wears a crystal necklace in the shape of a teardrop as a good luck charm, and her hair is tied back with carnation-pink ribbons. Of course, she ditches her girly clothes in battle, and wears a black protective outfit, which, though it isn’t a standard Knight’s armour, is still good at deflecting the majority of attacks, and is thin enough to let her move around freely. Also, in battle, she wears clear goggles to protect her eyes from sand to accompany her partner’s powers, as mentioned previously.
Valentina has a very faint trace of a long scar down her upper arm, which she got when she was eight years old, and is therefore almost invisible now.
Personality: Valentina is an extremely bubbly, sweet-natured girl (or more precisely, young woman), who loves meeting and chatting to new people, being easily excited, and being around people in general. She aims to live life to its fullest, and to value happiness above everything else. Though she does have a tendency to annoy people, she has a knack for breaking through people’s shells with her bouncy and determined nature. She loves making new friends, and is generally nice to almost everyone. She relishes in helping people complete tasks, and acts as the cheerleader of the group in many situations, due to her optimistic views about life and everything else, as well as her perpetually cheerful self naturally cheering up others by her mere presence in their company. As a result, she is well-liked and doted on by many people. However, some people still do think of her to be unnecessarily immature for her age, usually the most cold-hearted ones.
…Or so she seems. Valentina is well aware of her happy-go-lucky image, and how she looks so innocent and childlike, and uses this to her advantage. She is very selfish and cunning, and is used to getting things her way. Because of this, she uses various tricks and tactics to persuade, or rather bribe, people to do her bidding. She can create teary, puppy-dog eyes, or make tears roll down her cheeks while giving the impression that she is trying to hold them back, and even act cutesy and sweeter than usual, to get anything she wants, from extra sweets to a secret book of records out of bounds to everyone except the owner of the book. She uses most of her so-called ‘friends’ to her advantage, knowing that one would naturally want to be useful to their friends, and uses her high-born status as well to attract more ‘friends’. At heart, she is more cunning than a Zoroark, though of course, she will hardly ever let people know of her secret. She also has a specialty for hitting people where it hurts on purpose (both physically and metaphorically), while keeping up the guise that she is completely innocent and that she only ‘accidentally’ said that without meaning to hurt their feelings.
Valentina also has a very violent side to her. Whenever battles are involved, her personality takes a sudden 180 degrees turn, and she becomes violent and aggressive, maybe almost a psychopath, and is eager for blood and death. She revels in killing or harming others, hearing the screams of the people at death’s doors, and gives no mercy to anyone at all, no matter what tragic and tear-jerking excuse they may have. She loves being sadistic while torturing people, retaining her sweet, charming nature as she brings them excruciatingly slowly to their fates, and giggling madly as she does so. She also acts this way to anybody who ever turns against her, in the hopes that they will continue to obey her for all eternity afterwards. She hates losing, and believes that she must win at all times no matter what; as a result, she has often pushed herself too hard, leading to self-sustained injuries, and becomes even more enraged when losing, though it also does mean that she never gives up, being too proud to do so. When she is finished with her business, she immediately reverts back to her old self as if nothing had happened, making quite a few people afraid of her.
Along with being violent and aggressive, Valentina is also a tough cookie. Even in the most hopeless of situations, she never gives up, as mentioned before; no circumstance would ever drive her to surrender. She tackles any challenge she is faced with directly, showing no signs of fear, even when the challenge is trekking through an active volcano or facing off an extremely powerful Pokémon who is known to have killed many Knights. She is not easily shaken, showing no emotion even when she is presented with decapitated limbs and heads covered in blood, or is attacked directly by rogue Pokémon. She also never cries, not even in the most tear-jerking situations. It’s not necessarily that she feels no sympathy; it’s mostly just that she’s incapable of expressing her emotions. Then again, most of the time, she doesn’t feel anything.
However, just because she tricks and uses people, it does not necessarily mean that she is like this to everyone. She is actually still very cheerful, lively, and talkative when you actually get to know her, though maybe not as optimistic – she actually has a negative view on life, due to experiences in her life, though she doesn’t show this to anyone. She does genuinely care about the people she loves, and will do anything in her power to help and protect them, though she generally isn’t very good at expressing her own emotions due to having almost no prior experience in making friends whatsoever. She is also often too proud of herself to admit that she feels affection towards someone, which is another factor that stops her from making real friends.
History: Valentina was born to an upper-class family living in the centre of the Upper District. Her father was a Veteran Knight, whose many accomplishments in battle had earned him many medals, awards, and a great deal of money. Even before this, her father was from a noble family, who was already wealthy enough for them to easily afford a mansion with five storeys, including an attic and a basement, with a spacious garden and a pavilion, not to mention many servants. She also had a brother, Alexei, who was four years older than her, and was also definitely the stupidest and most obnoxious person she had ever met in her life. He constantly criticised her for ‘not looking like a proper woman’, as well as ‘not acting like a proper woman’, and was always ordering her around like a slave, or telling herself to go shut herself away in the kitchen with the servants. Needless to say, Valentina hated him from the bottom of her guts, disgusted by everything he did and said. In spite of this, their parents took no notice of his actions, and doted on him instead, giving him everything he wanted and more, especially their mother, even when he treated her like a piece of garbage. The only person he respected was their father, whom she respected as well, though she didn’t agree with most of his views.
What enraged her most was that, as the first-born male of the family, he was automatically in line to inherit all of their father’s fortunes, despite the fact that she was much more talented and intelligent. She loved learning about the world and honing her battling skills, and showed immense dedication to them, but Alexei showed no interest in this sort of things whatsoever, much preferring to insult and harm young girls and women around town, using his father’s status to do whatever he wanted with no consequences. Though her parents did spoil her rotten with gifts and food, and gave her her Partner Pokémon, a Gible, it was obvious that they didn’t actually care about her much, not caring at all about what she did with herself, and that Alexei was the most important one, with him being the heir and all, and treated him the best above everyone else, supporting his actions no matter what. However, Valentina found comfort within the servants instead, who loved her for being so sweet and chirpy. Taking notice of this bias, she magnified these positive traits, so that people would love her more, especially her parents, but she ultimately failed to win them over. As a result, her outlook on life deteriorated, blaming her gender on her failures in life, and began to take her rage out in the form of violence, starting out by torturing stray Pokémon she found on the streets with her Gible.
It was several years before Valentina realised three things: one, she was an excellent battler; two, her father would form a better impression of her if she became a Knight, like him; and three, she actually considered her Gible, by now a Gabite, to be her friend. She finally gave her Gabite a name, Aphrodi, and when she was twelve, after conducting much research on the Knights of Unova, she asked her father to allow her to become a Squire, and eventually a Knight, which, as she predicted, impressed him, though it still wasn’t enough to make him favour her. She was still determined, however; she would definitely become one of the greatest Knights in all of Unova, and prove once and for all that she was the rightful heir of her father’s estate, much more capable and skilled than her good-for-nothing idiot of a brother, who, not to mention, would certainly bring the family name to shame, including herself, when all his misdeeds would be uncovered. It would also nearly kill her to see the person she hated the most in the world inherit all that wealth, and she wasn’t going to have any of that.
She passed the entrance programs for becoming a Squire easily enough, possibly with her high-born status helping her pass without difficulty, and trained herself vigorously with Aphrodi, who later evolved into a Garchomp, vowing to prove her worth to her father, often driving herself to the brink of exhaustion. Despite being popular with many other Squires (though at first, she used to be ridiculed for her small stature), she didn’t make any friends that she considered to be real friends, especially since most other Squires in training were of a lower class than her, she didn’t consider any of them to be valid candidates for being her friend; besides, they would tarnish her father’s impression of her if he ever found out, which she obviously couldn’t let happen. She maintained a high performance level all throughout her training, easily besting others in practice battles, and she managed to obtain full Knighthood when she was 18, partly due to her starting her training a year earlier than others, and partly due to her exceptional skills.
She’d only been a proper Knight for a few months when the war between Aleksandr and Ernst broke out, during which she’d already carried out several successful missions. Grabbing her chance to participate in a war immediately, she joined Aleksandr’s army, as she sympathised with his situation, comparing it to that of her own – not to mention, she couldn’t wait to get into a situation that involved killing people for once. Of course, there was also the fact that he was the current ruling king and that allying herself with him would boost her family’s reputation further in the very likely event that he retained his position.
Other: Huh? Your Pokémon is evolving! [insert fanfare] Congratulations! Your Pokémon evolved into a… what? A Viking? Wait, where’s it running off to? Oh, shoot! Someone stop it! Someone! …Oh well, guess it can’t be helped now. And the Vikings set fire to the settlement.
Appearance: Aphrodi looks much more beautiful than your standard Garchomp… at least, to himself, anyway.
Personality: Aphrodi is a proud and arrogant Garchomp, who views himself as some kind of deity, thanks to his mostly pampered upbringing, which made him become a spoilt brat. He is always confident and full of himself, and has an unbelievable ego. He will attack anyone and everyone who even attempts to say that he isn’t the best Pokémon in the world, completely blowing off his head in almost a comical way, and has a tendency to get into unnecessary fights just to protect his ego. Thanks to his overblown ego, and the fact that he grew up pitting himself against much weaker and more vulnerable victims before Valentina began training as a Squire, he also has a crippling habit of underestimating his opponents and leaving openings for them to exploit. Even outside of battles, he can be very shallow and dense at times, often too busy making a big fuss of himself to notice other people’s emotions.
However, Aphrodi is different from Valentina in that he hardly ever actually means to hurt people on purpose, and that he does feel sympathy for others. Though he may like violence and action, he does feel vaguely guilty every time he injures or kills a fellow Pokémon, and on rare occasions, even feels genuinely sorry for his victims. He doesn’t mind making new friends, as long as he feels that they are on the same level as him, and cares about his loved ones to ridiculous levels, going absolutely ballistic when anyone attacks his friends, most especially Valentina (who he feels a sisterly bond for). He isn’t hard to impress or amuse, though most of the time, his pride will prevent him from letting others know about this, and will almost always deny having affections for anyone.
He has a distinct weakness for anything sweet, and giving him lots of sugary stuff (especially chocolate) will guarantee pretty much anyone a one-way ticket to becoming his friend.
History: Aphrodi’s memories before being given to Valentina as a 7th birthday present are very hazy, with him only remembering very few, mostly insignificant details. When he first met Valentina, he wasn’t sure of his impression of her; what he did know, however, was that he disliked being ordered around by a little girl (despite him being a little boy then, too), and constantly rebelled against her, disobeying her at every single opportunity., Valentina, however, instead of running to her parents crying, as he’d expected her to do, took the matter into her own hands, and employed a whip. Whenever he didn’t listen to her, she whipped him – not very harshly at first, but not by any means gently either. Aphrodi was certain that he could wait this out, that she’d eventually give up, and continued to disobey her. He was utterly wrong – the whips began to become harsher, and eventually, Aphrodi decided that he was having none of this.
One day, about a year and a half after his first meeting with Valentina, Aphrodi completely turned against her, slashing her upper arm (fortunately, as he was still a Gible then, the wound was nowhere near fatal). However, what happened next was definitely not what he’d expected. Instead of bursting into tears and wailing noisily, the young, tiny Valentina immediately struck back; she grabbed hold of his head, flung him to the ground, and stamped her foot down upon him fiercely, remaining expressionless all throughout as her arm continued to bleed. He tried to struggle, but Valentina refused to back down either, and eventually, both were on the ground, wrestling each other. That was when Aphrodi realised how much of a brave and admirable girl she was (well, in a way), and subsequently when Valentina realised that her Gible was a Pokémon with true power and potential. In the end, they ended up lying on the ground together, muddied and exhausted, but laughing.
Aphrodi and Valentina maintained a shaky relationship from there on, but Aphrodi now felt respect towards Valentina – a first-time experience for him – and he was determined to help her, though he wasn’t sure if she even liked him back. It was yet another year and a half until he evolved into a Gabite during one of their training sessions, and around the same time, Valentina began to be friendlier to him, giving him sweets in secret, playing with him in the garden, and finally gave him a name – Aphrodi. From then on, they grew even closer together, playing pranks on each other and challenging each other, and were now officially pretty much best friends, albeit ones with a slightly vitriolic tone to it. It was also around this time that Valentina turned to street violence, and began seeking out Pokémon to fight and destroy. At first, Aphrodi enjoyed fighting with the other Pokémon, but after a while, he realised that he was fighting opponents who had a disadvantage, compared to himself, a toughly trained and already evolved Gabite. However, he was both too proud of himself and loyal to Valentina to stop himself from hurting them any further. Anyway, it gave him plenty of experience and satisfaction.
Aphrodi was fully supportive of Valentina’s goals to become a Knight; of course, it would do a lot of good for him as well, as it would finally be time for him to show to the world what an awesome being he was. He got along with the Pokémon of the other Squires better than Valentina got along with said Squires, though he often got into unneeded arguments that he could have gone without. He made a couple of friends too, but many others considered him to be somewhat of a comic relief character (at least, outside of battles; inside, he could probably knock them out in one blow if he wanted to, or so they believed). He evolved once again into a Garchomp during their trek through Victory Road, which definitely gave them a boost. It was around this time that he began to question his past; it seemed unusual to him that he evolved into a Gabite at such an early age, looking at all the unevolved Pokémon around him, and figured that he must have built up at least some experience before he met Valentina, though he couldn’t remember when. For now, he has put this question aside, though he still brings it up every now and then.
- Dragon Claw
- Dragon Rush
- Earth Power
- Fire Fang
Ability – Sand Veil
Other: And the Vikings set fire to the settlement… again. Honestly.
I think I might have made Aphrodi a bit overpowered (what with him being a second-stage pseudo-legendary and all), and I'll happily change it a bit if I need to.
Last edited by Azran Flame; 3rd May 2013 at 11:40 PM.
Wow, that SU took a pretty dark turn from 'Valentina is an extremely bubbly, sweet-natured girl', haha. Really interesting sign up!
Aah, thank you very much. I will fix it later today. (probably deleting the whole thing and start over from scratch
wayjun: You are ACCEPTED!
Double-oh-Platypus: MWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA. You are RESERVED!
SoulMuse: Aside from a few grammatical errors (except Zweilous, you did spell that correctly!), it's fantastic! Put that Volcarona to good use! ACCEPTED!
Azran Flame: I love the idea of this character. But, I can't help but notice that you failed to specify which of her weapons was enchanted, and you also gave Aphrodi six moves and an Ability. You may only have six total powers, including both moves and Abilities. Being that Aphrodi IS a Garchomp, his being so powerful I might just let slide if you fix these other things. I mean, come on, SoulMuse's partner is basically a god. I think Garchomp will be okay.
Last edited by shiningsloth13; 3rd May 2013 at 10:34 PM.
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Ah, okay. I'll go fix that right away, then. Sorry, I didn't really properly understand the thing about weapons, but I
was too lazy was too proud didn't careuh... just... didn't ask. Yeah
EDIT: I elaborated on the powers (though I guess I was a bit liberal with it), and also took away Dig from Aphrodi's moveset. Hopefully it's better now.
Last edited by Azran Flame; 3rd May 2013 at 10:58 PM.
As I'll be making a completely new SU, I'll have Metang already evolved into a Metagross
Azran (can I call you Azran?) : The Weapons section looks good now. I like the idea of a weapon that can cause weather effects, that's actually something I hadn't thought of when I came up with the concept. Bravo indeed.
One thing I did notice upon closer inspection, however, is that Aphrodi knowsBrick Break and Earthquake. This wouldn't be a problem, except that KoU takes place in an era before TMs were invented. If you could substitute these two moves for something else, I can't see any reason why you wouldn't be accepted.
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Fairy Safari: Togepi, Swirlix, Floette
Metagross also know Earthquake.. Should I replace it then?
Elysian: That would be ideal.
Azran: Move tutor moves are fine. And don't worry about it! Nobody's perfect. The more mistakes you make, the more you'll be able to improve! It all looks good now, so I'd say you're ACCEPTED!
Last edited by shiningsloth13; 3rd May 2013 at 11:51 PM.
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Fairy Safari: Togepi, Swirlix, Floette
It seems as if my character is the weakest here in terms of Pokemon that attack. Cofagrigus can burn and use Shadow Ball...and that's about it. Then, again, she's made of gold (check the Pokedex entry), so if we ever need a heavy object... Andrea and Oscura will probably be relegated to being stalls, which may annoy everyone.
I'm not complaining; just observing. Andrea's intended path isn't meant to be in direct combat so it makes sense for her to weaker in attack than everyone else.
Last edited by Corrosion; 4th May 2013 at 12:11 AM.
I'm going to try and get back into RPing, but...
Originally Posted by bobandbill3DS FC: 0018-1095-7707
Friend Safari: Pancham, (I forget), and Breloom
Accepting any except for Electric
Yeah, not every Pokemon is suited to front-line combat, just like not all warriors are. I like that Oscura is more defense-based.
Also, Elysian, I didn't see that till just now, but you are more than welcome to make Metang a fully-evolved Metagross. Keep in mind, however, that you'll need to make the SU just a little bit more high-quality than if it was still just a Metang!
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