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Finnick | |
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Hex Color | #36DBCA |
Item | Empoleon skull |
Gender | Male |
Age | Adult |
Species | #350/ Milotic the Tender Pokemon |
Height | 20'04" |
Weight | 357.0 lbs |
Pokédex Entry | Milotic is breathtakingly beautiful. Those that see it are said to forget their combative spirits. |
Level | 65 |
Ability | Marvel Scale |
Nature | Quirky |
Characteristic | Strong Willed |
Moves | -Ice Beam [TM] -Attract -Surf [HM] -Recover |
History | Finnick was born to the ocean, the sprawling, crystaline waters, the life it held. Even when he was captured by a fisherman, he didn't mind, as the woman kept him near the waters of his birth, merely using him as an assistant for fishing and gathering shellfish and crustaceans. However, as the fishery was beginning to lose money, he was traded away, as he was a shiny and valuable. The woman and he shared a tearful goodbye as his new trainer, a cold, terrible man, took him and trained him for what he thought all pokemon were for: battle. Finnick was quickly evolved, and even his cold, calculating trainer was surprised by the young, now milotic's, beauty. He quickly devised a way to use this, using him as a breeding stud, selling photos, going to contests, etc. Finnick, though he enjoyed none of this, merely cooperated, since he saw just what happened to the pokemon that disobeyed. He feared for his life, for his old trainer, and did not want to upset the delicate balance he and his new trainer had struck. Things came to a head when he was entered into an annual tourament to the death, with 23 other pokemon. Thrust into such a tournament, especially since he was so young, was almost a death sentence. However, he used his fishery skills, and eventually even perfected his ice beam into a trident as not only to skewer his opponents better, but as a tribute to his old trainer's main tool. It was a terrbile few days that would haunt the milotic for the rest of this life. Nevertheless, with his knowledge of the sea, of hunting, and his expert weilding of his ice beam, he defeated his foes, and emerged the victor. It was during the victor's ceremony that his old owner came, awarding him with an empoleon skull to further the trident symbol. The tool she'd weilded was now his symbol, his mark, his being. He bore it proudly, and though his new trainer was not too enthusiastic, the man let it slide. After his victory, Finnick was sold for studding more often, every Feebas breeder wanting the beautiful pedigree. However, it wasn't long until he was released from this, as the epidemic spread and he left his new trainer to die. He immediately went looking for his old owner, hoping against hope that she'd managed to survive. Even as the weeks turned to months and odds seemed slim, he continues looking, even for a body for him to mourn. |
Appearance | Even without the large, intimidating empoleon skull that sits atop Finnick's head like a macabre crown, the incredible, piercing gaze of this pokmeon's sea-splashed eyes spellbinds any onlooker lucky enough to meet his gaze. His coloration is unique; bronze locks frame a muted gold skin, and beautiful green dots his ocean-colored scales. With the added bonus of his species, Finnick is a true beauty, his elegant form effortlessly gliding over terrain and through water alike. Each movement is precise, each attack lethal. A coy grin usually plays at his mouth, as he is very aware of the power his appearance really has, as well as the confidence in his own self. |
Personality | A flirtatious, cool front masks a chaotic mind beneath. While he does not often let his fears and nightmares hinder his everyday life -especially if a task or duty is before him- every once in a while, the facade will break, and he will degenerate into a nervous wreck, knotting and untying his antennae like wringing his hands, were he to have any. Otherwise, he is confident, cocky, even playful. He knows the dangers of this world, as he's been in a similar situation prior, and knows his limitations of fun. (Besides, if he's going to go through the apocalypse, why not have a bit of fun?) Anything before that border, however, is fair game. He's generally very willing to go with the flow, choosing a more passive role in a group. Should a crises arise, he transforms into a capable leader, proving he is a force to be reckoned with. |
User Notes | -Shows gratitude and other positive emotions in odd ways -When going through stress, he tends to busily fiddle with his antennae, twisting them into knots as he thinks -Has perfected his Ice Beam to resemble a Trident -Based on Finnick Odair from "The Hunger Games" |
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