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Ambrosia the Altaria and Spike the Venipede [Inactive]

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Ambrosia the Altaria and Spike the Venipede [Inactive]

by Silverishness Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:29 am

Ambrosia

Hex Color	#9F79EE
Item	None
Gender	Female
Age	Adult
Species	#334/ Altaria, the Humming Pokemon
Height	3'7"
Weight	45.4 lbs

Pokédex Entry	Altaria sings in a gorgeous soprano. Its wings are like cotton clouds. This Pokémon catches updrafts with its buoyant wings and soars way up into the wild blue yonder.
Level	42
Ability	Natural Cure
Nature	Quiet
Characteristic	Often lost in thought
Moves	-Sing -Dragonbreath -Safeguard -Ice Beam [TM]

History	While the motherly Altaria had always dreamed of having a family, even as a little swablu, there's little else to tell of her childhood. Born wild, her life was her family, and her idols were her very own parents. She strived to be so like them: always knowing what to do or say, being so strong and dependable. Her sole wish was to be like them when she got big, and to have children of her own to pass along the traditions of her parents. Her wish came true when she was captured by a human shortly after her evolution. She was immediately put into the arena to fight for him, but she refused. She had done little fighting, only growing strong enough to evolve into a beautiful altaria like her parents. She was beaten, and, not knowing what else to do, she complied. A fellow dragon on the team, a Charizard, took to her like white on rice. Even with her being beaten, he tried wooing her. But despite her longings for a family, the Altaria had grown up with the idea that she could only mate with one of her own kind, and so declined the Charizard's attempts. Unfortunately, he was not one to take "no" as an answer, and made her his mate anyway, attacking her in the dead of night. Bruised, battered, and with egg, she went through the next few days, her only light in her life the little chicks that were slowly growing in their shells. Her trainer sent her out into battle once more, but she refused again, her love for her unborn babes overcoming her fear of her abusive trainer. He withdrew her, sending another into battle, putting Ambrosia into a false sense of relief. It wasn't until that night that she realized what she had done. The trainer had her eggs, her newly hatched chicks, in the Charizard's mouth, the same dragon that no longer felt any sort of love for her or his own brood. He threatened that if she were to disobey again, they would die. Immediately, she agreed, but the chicks were witheld from her. The trainer said he couldn't trust her quite yet, as she could just fly off with them if given the chance. So he would keep them for the time being, and when he trusted her, she'd get her kids back. Years, this went on, the days for Ambrosia blurring together in a horrible blood-stained daze. She rarely leveled, as she rarely got the chance to actually knock out an opponent. Each night, she asked to see her children, and each night, she was denied, not having done well enough that day to earn such a privelege. One night, however, she worked up enough courage to sneak a peek at her little babes, yearning for some indication that they were all right other than just the trainer's words. They were kept in a cage with airholes too small to see through. She pecked the lock open to find nothing but three rotten corpses, the stink of death even gone from them. Dead. The realization that the past few years had been a lie, a hell she had been trudged through for no reason hit her like a brick, and her poor weak mind and heart couldn't take it. She flew off, tears streaming from her woe, not caring for what went on below. She flew far each day, only wishing to be as far away from that dreadful sight as she possibly could. She soon found herself in a strange, foreign land, and the sounds of screaming brought her down from her lofty heights. Little did she know what was plauging the forests of this region, as during her travels, she had missed the first swarms of Undead. A child bug was being chased by something, and so, Ambrosia immediately took to stopping it. She offered him her back, as she couldn't bear to see another child die, and now travels with him, enduring his malice and pranks purely for his company, since she had been deprived of her own childrens' company.
Appearance	A normal colored Altaria, Ambrosia looks like most of her kin, if not more downtrodden, scarred and shy.
Personality	Ambrosia lacks a lot of things: self-esteem, confidence, power, a spine; but if there is one thing about her that does not break under someone else's shoe is her courage. Once she has something to protect, she will defend it until the end. Her children's death is a constant reminder of her failure as a mother, and so strives her hardest to gain some penitence. While she is friendly and soft-spoken, she is by no means trusting. Her years of abuse, both mental and physical, have completely destroyed any sort of trust she could give to a stranger. While she is all right with trusting children, adults -especially males- are feared and defended against.
User Notes	None

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Ambrosia the Altaria and Spike the Venipede [Inactive] 166px-543Venipede

Spike

Hex Color	#CFD784
Item	Everstone
Gender	Male
Age	Adolescent
Species	#543/ Venipede, the Centipede Pokemon
Height	1'4"
Weight	1.3 lbs

Pokédex Entry	Its bite injects a potent poison, enough to paralyze large bird Pokémon that try to prey on it.
Level	25
Ability	Poison Point
Nature	Impish
Characteristic	Likes to thrash about
Moves	-Pursuit -Bug Bite -Poison Tail -Protect

History	Spike started out life in Pinwheel Forest, alone in the world. His egg the only resident in an abandoned nest, the small bug found life harsh from the very beginning. Wandering the forest, he soon found a small family of Swadloon and Sewaddle, and quickly made friends with the Sewaddle, earning a place with the family. He grew there, playing with his new brother and causing havoc upon the rest of the forest. He and his friend enjoyed causing mischeif, even if their guardian was not fond of picking up their messes. Soon, the Infected began going through the forest, and of course, the new threats only managed to pique the youngsters' curiosity. They taunted them, played with them -while the slower Infected simply tried eating them- and just had a merry time. One day, during their romping, however, the Swadloon that had been raising them was attacked, and as she screamed for help, the two just watched and laughed, thinking it was a game. Only when the Infected began feasting on her now limp body did they realize something was wrong, and the Sewaddle lost it. The small bug lunged at the Infected, screaming in rage and fear and guilt, killing it with one well-placed blow. The small bug, unsure of how to deal with his first encounter with Death, turned on Spike, blaming him for his mother's death. They fought, and through Spike's natural poison, the Sewaddle died. Alone once more and unsure of what to do or where to go, he meandered out of the forest and into the open, where nothing but Undead were waiting to greet him. Screaming, he turned and ran, knowing he couldn't possibly fend off that many. An Altaria came down, making quick work of the lot, and told him that she was there only to help. Seeing his opportunity, he latched onto her, using her for wings and a means of free meals. They roam together now, looking for somewhere safe.
Appearance	Spike is a normal venipede, through and through.
Personality	Spike is a little obnoxious, rowdy, uncouth youngster. He was not taught many manners, and his stubbornness allows little etiquette to sink into his mind. Nothing but a rowdy boy, he uses any assets to get his way, even if it happens to be another pokemon. Ambrosia is not a mother figure to him, but more of a pawn to use at his disposal. He enjoys tormenting her with small words, knowing something about children -her own in particular- sets her off into a flurry of tears and surpressed sobs, then plays off the innocent. Outside of small, little pranks, though, he is nothing but a coward. Unused to harsh realities other than his own, he dislikes being put into different situations without some sort of buffer, like Ambrosia. While he is capable of fetching his own food and water, he prefers others do it for him, usually conning Ambrosia to be his personal maid. Underneath this thick shell of a brat, though, is some good, though he himself has yet to find it. Loyal to those he deems worthy, he does find happiness in others' company, though he'll be damned to admit it.
User Notes	Actually based on a cat. Found Everstone off of a corpse and decided to keep it.