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| TinyDragon 'TD' the Vaporeon | |
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| Adopted | Created by Ciana, Original Profile and taken with much love. <3 |
| Text Color | #37caf1 |
| Item | None |
| Gender | Female |
| Age | Young Teen - About 15 |
| Species | #134 Vaporeon, The Bubble Jet Pokemon - Water Type |
| Height | 3'00" |
| Weight | 59.11 lbs |
| Pokédex Entry | It has evolved to be suitable for an aquatic life. It can invisibly melt away into water. |
| Level | 16 - Leveled via RP |
| Ability | Water Absorb |
| Nature | Docile |
| Characteristic | Quick to flee |
| Moves | - Sand Attack (Level Up) - Water Gun (Level Up) - Protect (TM) - Substitute (TM) |
| History | The young and inexperienced trainer had a Glaceon and a Vaporeon, male and female respectively. They were just his tools. He bred them repeatedly, no matter how much it was deteriorating the Vapoeon's health by carrying so many young so rapidly. The pair were miserable, mistreated, and afraid. And why was this stupid kid breeding them so much? Simple- he wanted a shiny Eevee. He wanted just one, and had to be male, which shouldn't be a problem since that gender was more common. After dozens and dozens of normal Eevee's, however, he was getting impatient. He started to be abusive to the parents, going as far as selling their young mere hours after hatching, to make them work faster. It worked for the most part, increasing the rate of eggs though no shines were hatched. When the newest egg hatched, it seemed something was wrong. The Vaporeon had a fever, and she couldn't see straight or keep balance. Her beloved mate rushed to her as she swayed on her paws, but by the time she fell to one side, she was already dead. Over-exhaustion, deterioration, just plain over worked. The Glaceon yowled mournfully, knowing he was at fault though he had no choice, never paying attention to the Eevee as she crawled cautiously from her shell's fragments. She moved closer to the light blue duo, unaware of his loud crying- she couldn't hear him. In fact, she couldn't hear anything. Nothing at all. The trainer felt no remorse for what he had done, instead he was furious. How dare his Pokemon just die out on him without giving him what he had worked so hard for?! Frustrated and raging he simply abandoned the grieving Glaceon and dead Vaporeon where they lay- he didn't need that useless lot. He had another breeder right before him- the newborn Eevee. She couldn't hear anything, much less his yelling and scolding for her to follow him. Glancing over her shoulder, about to chirp happily at the human, his hand came down harshly upon her cheek. The baby screamed from the first pain she had known in this new world. That was how her life was from the beginning. He evolved her like he did to her mother, figuring that she would be able to continue breeding when she was fully evolved, but she was nowhere near full grown. A child with the body of an adult. Furious, he trained her harshly and relentlessly, trying to mature the water type faster. All the time he never realized that she could not hear him. The Vaporeon tried her best to keep up with her trainer's commands but unable to hear them, she always fell flat. In the end he just got sick of her, of her failure, her ignorance. Bitterness blocked his heart. Caging her within her own Pokeball he threw it into the Castelia Harbor, hoping that she would drown for being so useless. As it sunk the Pokeball smacked into another Pokemon, releasing her and breaking the device as the fish crunched the thing in its jaw. The Vaporeon was terribly frightened. She didn't know where she was or how she got there. Crying out in fear, she shot to the surface of the water, following the light that dappled it. But instead of even being able to look for her master, or even scrabble to shore, something hit her on the side of her head with a blinding light. Utterly disorientated frightened her flailing and fight was to no avail. She was captured in the Pokeball. Still believing that her master would return for her, that she needed to go with him, the Vaporeon cringed away from the human. She didn't know him- what if he tried to beat her worse then her master? It didn't take long for the new boy to realize that she could not hear, luckily he had an Espeon partner. The male Espeon then used his Psychic powers to communicate with the Vaporeon, first introducing the human as Leon and himself as Catch. He continued to tell the child she had been named TinyDragon, the first name she had ever known for herself. TD was treated well by Leon, slow and gentle, and soon came to adore him- it was the first joy that she knew in life. Catch could always keep the three connected and convoy what Leon would say to TinyDragon and vice versa. For once she was connected to others. After a while, Leon gave TD a few TMs, defensive ones. He knew that she could never be a ruthless fighter, she was much to gentle for that, but he at least wanted her to be able to protect herself. Life was finally looking up when it all came crashing down. In the great Unovian city, suddenly there was chaos. Humans and Pokemon alike were all in panic. TinyDragon tried to ask Catch what was going on, but suddenly the Espeon was gone. There was no comforting presence in her head, no way to hear what was happening. Leon grabbed her and fled, refusing to leave his friend. He hid in abandoned houses of the city for weeks, caring for TinyDragon and keeping her safe from the monstrosities popping up outside. He would have continued surviving if not for her. In the middle of the day the Vaporeon was sleeping, for the first time in a good while, while in the other room the human heard a crash. Rushing to the sound he saw a huge infected Tepig lunging for his beloved Pokemon. He jumped in the way, saving the resting Vaporeon. The only reason that she knew what happened was because he slammed into her before the infected dragged him away with teeth in his neck. Petrified, TinyDragon looked on in horror before she fled. She ran as hard as she could, seeking shelter in the Harbor. Fleeing, trying to escape the monsters that had taken her whole life from her.. Searching for Catch, for safety, for sanctuary.. |
| Appearance | TD is a young Vaporeon, and though she is healthy she is still rather weak. With a low level and a defensive move pool she is by far not the strongest Pokemon. Abuse from her childhood has left its mark on her evolved form: tattered and torn fins to go with a scarred tail are the physical remnants from her original trainer. She is very self cautious, both of her physical damage and actions. TD's toes and the very tips of her tail are dark blue, while her head fins are tipped with her main body color. TD has gentle, beautiful aqua eyes. |
| Personality | Due to her past TD is very shy and cautious. Its difficult for her to approach others, even if she hates to be alone. The abuse has left a deep fear embedded deep within her, and despite her disability and lack of strength she will try her very hardest not to disappoint others. TD is very mature for her age. She is able to take care of herself, run away from danger, and 'listen' to others. Sweet and gentle, very quiet and caring, she would much rather be with others then on her own. Being deaf has never been one of TD's main focuses. Its just, normal for her. After much, much practice she has learned to read lips of other Pokemon if she has a clear view. Usually she watches the general gestures and stances as well to find emotions and mood. Frightened very easily, she is fragile as a flower. Sensitive and gentle, this Vaporeon is kind to everyone she meets, even if they are not so to her. With such a soft voice it is easy to miss if she does speak, though the distorted words usually get a confused glance. Since she can not hear herself TD's words are not the clearest. She doesn't say too much when she does talk to help bring the confusion down. The more often she speaks the clearer her voice will get. Mood also greatly effects the clarity, as nervousness distorts it greatly. |
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| Loneliness (Lone) the Phanteon | |
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| Text Color | #9a5ab3 |
| Item | None |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | Young Adolescent |
| Species | #??? Phanteon, The Haunted Pokemon - Ghost Type |
| Height | 3'01" |
| Weight | 23.3lbs. |
| Pokédex Entry | FakemonDex:: Phanteon is an eevee's soul bound to Earth, which it wanders after its untimely death. It is a common sight in abandoned places, but most of the time, it appears in its old trainer's home after dying in battle. Some even wait there after the trainer is long dead. |
| Level | 22 |
| Ability | Cursed Body |
| Nature | Lonely |
| Characteristic | Often Lost in Thought |
| Moves | - Tackle (Level Up) - Rain Dance (TM) - Frustration (TM) - Curse (Breeding) |
| History | Eevee was bred to be the starter to an aspiring young trainer. He was inexperienced and immature but so excited to start his journey. A newbie from Pallet, the boy did what most new trainers do; catch weak, beginning route Pokemon. A little Pidgey and Rattata joined the team to make a fearsome Normal type trio. They trained and battled hard, knowing that the first gym they would have to face was not good for their typing. The little Eevee was the youngest of the Pokemon and had a hard time keeping up with the training. Yet he pushed on with determination and the team was able to beat the gym. The new trainer praised his Pokemon heavily. His parents were very proud of their son and showered him with TMs as gifts. Each of the Normal types received one as a reward and cheerfully pressed on to the next route. The boy was spotted not far along the path by a cloaked old women. "The kit you hold will bring nothing but suffering and pain for you." She croaked to him, "Rid of it before it's too late." The arrogant boy completely ignored her, pretending he hadn't even heard the women as he trudged along the route. Her words echo in the back of his mind but he tried to keep them away, it was gibberish after all. Training his small team and even catching a Nidoran along the way he made it to Mt. Moon. Filled with antisocial trainers, rock types, Zubats, and darkness it was sure no walk in the park. The novice trainer quickly got lost in the cave and he as well as his Pokemon took a vicious beating. As the darkness crept into his nerves the boy released his Pokemon from their Pokeballs. "Come on guys, I know you're tired but we can find the exit if we all look for it!" Eevee and the rest nodded with wary agreement. After a short search the kit was the first to find what seemed to be a man-made passage and called out to his master. Telling his Pokemon to follow the boy heads toward the Eevee sitting in front of the pathway. Unfortunately, he fails to see a crack in the ground that his foot becomes caught in. With a sickening thud and fading scream the boy falls and does not stand. With his Master quietly unmoving on the ground the Pokemon start to panic. Hit particularly hard Eevee begins to cry out and run in circles. He had made his trainer fall over and now he was hurt! All the sounds in the cave echo and his wails blast over them all while the darkness crashes in on him. The other Pokemon try to calm the kit but it only stresses him out further. Eventually he tires himself out and he too drops to the ground unconscious. The next time Eevee opens his eyes he is inside the Cerulean Pokemon Center. He and his teammates have been healed up and returned to their trainer. He has a wrapped up wrist, sprained ankle, and some bad scrapes on his head but is no worse for wear. Eevee runs up to his trainer to nuzzle him, glad he is alright, but the boy backs away, still irritated from the cave. "Let's go." he grunts, returning his Pokemon and heading off into the route next route. Many trainers populated the area and it was perfect training spot for his Pokemon. With slow progress over the next few days the boy traveled deeper into the route. He relied heavily on his Pidgey and Rattata, pushing them to their limits until he felt they could take on the gym. Eevee could only watch from the sidelines, wishing to participate but hardly being called upon. He challenged Misty, the arrogant smile being wiped right off his face as each of his Pokemon gets knocked out. Eevee is the last to be used and even with a valiant effort is lower level quickly strikes him down. His trainer yells to get up but he can not and is returned. Filled with rage the boy rushes his Pokemon to the Center and knows he must train even harder to win. Traveling far away from Cerulean City he searches for stronger Pokemon and trainers. All four of his Pokemon need to be trained but he truly believes Pidgey and Rattata are the answer and push them the furthest. The battles were tough and exhausted the Pokemon. When the pair finally evolved into a Pidgeotto and Ratticate the trainer was positive they could beat the second gym. On his way back to Cerulean a pair of trainers challenged him to a double battle. His party was weak and tired but the cocky boy accepted anyway, positive his now evolved team could handle them. Their Kadabra and Pikachu quickly took out his Pidgeotto and Nidoran, however, leaving him with only two Pokemon. Eevee and Ratticate were both tired but managed to take out the Pikachu with a combined effort. The Kadraba on the other hand quickly confused Eevee with a Confusion until he can not properly hear his trainers commands. He called out for a Tackle, and desperate not to fail his trainer the Kit launches himself forward with blurry vision. Unfortunately, it hit his teammate and throws the Ratticate in the path of the opponents Fire Punch. The blazing attack is too much for the tired Pokemon and it goes down. Struck with another Confusion Eevee faints as well, and the trainer scrambles in a mad dash back to Cerulean. However, the City is much too far away. It takes him well over a day to get back and his Pokemon have only gotten worse. The Nurse tries to help but knows it is too late; Raticate has already passed by the time she gets him. Pidgeotto has taken heavy damage as well from the constant training and will need much rest before it may battle again. The Trainer is completely devastated. The core of his team has collapsed, one Pokemon lost forever. Frustrated and angry the words of the women continually probe his mind and he finds himself fully believing them. When the Nurse returns his Pokeman to him, he refuses to take Eevee. "You cursed my team and killed your own teammate." He spits at the vulpine before leaving the Center. The Eevee hadn't known of the Raticates fate and is heartbroken at the discovery. What had he done! He tries to follow his trainer and apologize for something he can not but the boy only yells at him more. When the Eevee wont leave him alone he finally snaps, taking the normal types Pokeball and crushing it beneath his foot. Eevee stands petrified, shocked and unsure of what to do next. People watch as the boy tromps away and the kit collapses to the ground in tears, but do nothing. He is unsure how much time passes as he lay crying before someone approaches him. The women speaks soothingly and picks him up. Eevee does not argue, limp with emotions in her arms as she takes him to her Pokemon refuge. The women is kindhearted, taking in Pokemon from all over who are hurt or abandoned to help them recover. Eevee hardly responds to her kindness, too shocked and horrified still from both being released, scolded, and causing the death of his teammate. She continues to try to help him and though he never shows aggression the Eevee only seems to get sadder. Other Pokemon in her home attempt to make him come around but nothing works. He is too depressed to pay attention to them. The Pokemon at the refuge may be adopted but even something as popular and beloved as an Eevee is not wanted with the personality of this one. Watching his 'friends' receive a new home while people only give him displeased passing glances make the Eevee feel even worse. Eventually some of the old timers begin to grow sick of the childs presence. They understand his pain yet it refuses help and offers nothing to the return for their kindness. They give him the cold shoulder furthering his depression and a growing loneliness inside. A Sandshrew who has had enough of the Eevee decides its time for him to go. Provoking the others the Pokemon all threaten the kit and spit cruel things him until he will leave. The women is not home to protect him and the other Pokemon grow more and more irritated. He pleads them to let him stay or just leave him be but the Sandshrew strikes at him. A scratch on his face drips blood on the floor along with tears. It wasn't worth it to stay. The Eevee flees the home and into the nearby trees. He cries himself to sleep, having the moon rise, fall, and the sun come back up before he awoke. Half expecting the girl to come look for him the Eevee stayed close to edge of the woods. She had showed him kindness and might wonder where he went. As the days pass by that hope is quickly crushed and he travels deeper and deeper into the woods. Loneliness grips at his heart and he tries to befriend the wild Pokemon. Most stay away from him and even the friendly ones seem to want to get away. He asks a somewhat friendly Caterpie why no one wants to be near him. Was it his behavior or depression? "Because your kind attracts humans" it said, before climbing high in the trees were he could not see it. It was hard to believe any human would be attracted to him, as two had left him and many others passed him by. The Eevee continued to try to make friends to no avail as he padded around in the forest. Eventually what the Caterpie had said came true when a trainer appeared from no where and captured him. The Eevee didn't even think to put up fight. The girl had reddish-brown hair and a silly smile, completely giddy that she has captured an Eevee of all things. Its odd that he is so much of a mood killer in personality but owning the cute fox makes her oblivious to it. Her Pokemon, a Vulpix, a Meowth, and a Poliwag are equally as kind to him. The Eevee cant help but be reminded of the previous women and her Pokemon, staying closed off from his new companions. Over the coming weeks their kindness does not let up. No matter how unresponsive he is they continue to treat him gently. Eventually it starts to work its way into him, that maybe these Pokemon and this person aren't like the others he'd met before. Very slowly, Eevee starts to come around to them. Pleased, the girl gives him a TM. The action reminds him of his original trainer but he desperately pushes the thought away. She was different, she was nice.. Even the battles she put him in were gentle. Never pushing the Eevee too hard. Then the Epidemic hit. News of killer Pokemon spreads and the girl gives no fucks for her own. Immediately she releases them all without a word. The little Eevee chases and begs her not to leave him. She screams, fearing maybe he has turned. "You plague ridden monster!" she cries while running away. The Eevee does not understand. What had he, they all done to be released? Fear knots painfully inside him that it was his fault. Worse yet is the thought of being alone again after finally getting friends. He clings to his companions like a lost puppy, terrified of losing them. Each is effected by the shocking event differently. The Poliwag wanted to get away from the others, and slips off during the night. The Meowth is fearful for it and goes off to find them before its too late. The Vulpix can't believe her old companions would just leave and feels a growing anger. The Eevee grows more and more clingy, depressed and crying from it all. The Vulpix tries to stay kind to him but having to now fend for herself and flee from these monsters the kit has become a liability. Loud and pathetic he could easy scare off prey or attract unwanted predators. Over and over she tries to ditch him, running and hiding from the Eevee. He always barely catches up to or finds her which only seems to irritate the Vulpix. Finally, she's had enough. She tells him to go away, ignoring his pleas not to be left alone. "Your heart is filled with nothing but loneliness and depression. Its a curse to others. I'd rather die then be with you anymore. Hell, I will die if I am with you, you worthless trash." With that, the Vulpix turns tail and leaves. Heartbroken again the Eevee collapses on the spot, alone. He wandered for a long time, alone and starving for companionship. Somehow he wound up on an island swamped by tall grass and trees. Its unclear how long he was alone before finally bumping into other Pokemon, only to have most of them be killed or simply vanish into thin air. Desperate to be with others he clung to the only remaining Pokemon, a Gible. Before long other Pokemon ultimately showed up and vanished, a painfully normal event in the Eevee's life. When several undead Linoone showed up the normal type tried his hardest to fight them, to show the others he was more then just a burden. He was doing so when until a Draco Meteor from his own partner struck him repetitively. The boulders were much too powerful for his weakened body, his previous wounds only adding to it. A Vaporeon rushed the sence, dragging the Eevee to safety. However, it was already too late- the damage was too much stress on his body and the shock only hastened his heart from beating itself dead. The Eevee died in agony, but suddenly revived in the form of a Phanteon. Shocked, confused, and frightened, Lone didn't know what to make of the situation. Fear ether makes you sad or angry.. He chose the latter. |
| Appearance | Lone's general appearance is like most Phanteon. However, his bright red eyes now hold a bitter scowl instead of a hollow gaze. Stress and emotional overload still cause him to have bloody tears. They range from barely tinted to extremely dark, more often the former. He doesn't clean this blood off as it will come back on its own eventually. |
| Personality | | Anguish | Bitter | Resentment | Depressed | Unpredictable | Desperate | Hurt | Needing Assurance | Fragile | Lonely | Stressed | Cold-hearted | Evolution has brought a drastic personality shift in this Phanteon. - Though internally he still feels sad he now displays the other response to fear- Anger. - Lone is extremely bitter at the events that brought forth his evolution. Any Pokemon that tries to soothe him will be retaliated at with teeth. - Without any prior knowledge of this evolutionary form its purple appearance, red eyes, and life after death can only be summed up to the infection in his mind. Deeply panicked and horrified at the thought that he is not only dead but infected. - His go-to response is to attack things now, using his teeth and claws to show how he is feeling. For others to 'understand his pain' they need to feel it. He felt what it was like to die, until they do no one will understand him. - Has hardly if any sympathy for others misery now. - If questioned about his rage he will blame what happened to him to bring forth evolution as well as what happened beforehand. Though its true that this is why in the back of his mind he fears its the infection. - Repetitively betrayed Lone refuses to trust others thinking they will only bring him more misery. Building it will be slow, losing it will be instant. In the end, he is only looking out for himself. - Will never trust a human again. He is glad they are gone and doesn't know what he would do if he saw one. Probably try to kill it though. - Believes a plague or a curse hangs over him, and why it is he was born with the move. It denies him happiness and will only bring him misery in the form of life. May mumble about it. - Lone has trouble giving his name to others. None of his trainers actually named him and the 'name' he gave himself is weighted. He would much rather be named by a friend then use his own. |
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