| Raiden | |
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| Text Color | 157DEC |
| Item | None |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | Adult |
| Species | #310/Manectric/Discharge Pokémon |
| Height | 4'11" |
| Weight | 88.6lbs |
| Pokédex Entry | Because lightning falls in their vicinities, Manectric were thought to have been born from lightning. In battle, they create thunderclouds. |
| Level | 58 |
| Ability | Static |
| Nature | Serious |
| Characteristic | Alert to sounds |
| Moves | - Bite (learned) - Thunder (TM) - Discharge(learned) - Wild Charge (learned) |
| History | No could say he hadn't had a good life. Born in the wild, a young Electrike thrilled at the joy of challenging older and stronger opponents. From an early age he had a knack for analyzing an opponent and figuring out how to take him down. His ability to crack down on an opponent earned him the nickname "Raiden", which meant 'god of thunder', and he bore the name proudly. He hardly ever spoke, but trained diligently to increase his power so that he might one day be a powerful Manectric like his parents. While loss was a regular thing for the young pup, his several wins earned him the respect of several of the wild Pokemon living in his home area. His skill for battle made him the pride of his parents but was also what drove him to challenge trainers as they travelled through the tall grass that surrounded his home underneath the Cycling Road of Route 110. It was here that he met Wattson. Wattson was already an accomplished trainer and Gym Leader, and wasn't really looking for new Pokemon when he met the small Electrike pup. Raiden challenged the older man to a battle by jumping out at him in the grass and knocking Wattson down, the man retaliated by sending out his Electrode. The other Pokemon was a much higher level than the pup, with the aid of a human strategizing and calling the shots, but Raiden held his own for quite a while. Wattson was actually pretty impressed by the pup and halfway through the battle decided he would try to capture Raiden. It took three Pokeballs before the Electrike finally succumed to being confined within a ball, but he was quickly released and healed of all of his injuries. Confused, Raiden just stared at Wattson until the older man waved for him to follow. Not sure what else to do, the pup obeyed. Wattson turned out to be a joyous trainer. While he never named him (or any of his Pokemon for that matter), the Gym Leader still worked the Electrike diligently. It was a life that he had always wanted and working with the Gym Leader and his apprentices gave Raiden a sense of pride he had never felt before. Wattson, as it turned out, was quite the Pokemon fanatic and would regularly go on missions to help Pokemon or Trainers in trouble. Several of these missions Raiden was taken along, and on one such mission they met a young Trainer while they were trying to save New Mauville from being overrun by awful gang members trying to take over the Region. During this event Raiden finally acheived the level to evolve and stood a proud Manectric when it was done. With his new form he became the powerhouse of the Gym, and was usually the last Pokemon out during a Trainer's challenge of the Gym Leader to earn a badge. Raiden loved the new life he had been given, hardly remembering the life he left behind. Years passed, and then the Epidemic struck. Wattson, rather than follow the order to release his Pokemon, fled the city with a group of refugees looking for somewhere safe from the Epidemic. Unfortunately, some of the refugee Pokemon had become infected and they eventually turned on the small group. He fought as hard as he could but he couldn't protect Wattson, and was forced to watch as his dear Trainer was swarmed by a pack of large Scizor. One by one his team fell until there were none left but him, and suddenly finding himself alone and without purpose he fled. He didn't get far before a strange energy pulled at his gut, his vision swimming like the world was turning inside out, and opened his eyes to find himself in an entirely different Region. Now he wanders, searching for anything to give him purpose once again. On his path he met a struggling group of survivors, many suffering from the mental breakdown that came with incredible loss. He was drawn to their plight and tried to help them but the reality of this harsh world struck a real blow when he was unable to save one of the younger females, a pup he had known in his past, from the grisly fate of having an undead feast on her innards, only to have her get back up again and try to do the same to them. He was unable to render her mercy, to offer her peace in her suffering, and froze like when he was a pup. He had to watch the group’s leader take the final shot and even when confronted with his own weakness he refused to believe it. He carried the twice dead Mightyena down the mountainside himself, burying her thoughtfully beneath an elder tree to hopefully give her some measure of peace in the afterlife. With one last glance to the city that had ruined her Raiden felt a part of himself ice over and he left them to their own devices. He wandered aimlessly for so long afterwards he lost track of time or place. He encountered others along the way, certainly, but his experiences in Snowpoint left him cynical to survival. He abandoned his treasured Protect move in favor of a stronger, more ruthless attack that offered some measure of reality for him. To remind himself that the undead were once alive, could once feel pain, he used the new Wild Charge move to harm himself anytime he harmed another. It was his punishment, his atonement for allowing Ciara to die. For failing her. Time passed slowly for him but always he remembered Snowpoint and after nearly a year wandering decided that he should pay his respects to his fallen friend once more. And so onward to the frozen city he went, to the elder tree and the place where hell became his reality. |
| Appearance | Raiden is the very picture of a normal Manectric, though his frame is slightly more muscular due to his years of experience working as a Gym Leader's Pokemon. He was one of Wattson's main team so he got to see a lot of action over the years, and his body only shows very faint scars when looking closely as his fur is usually charged and hides the marks. His pale red eyes show a quiet determination normally hidden by his otherwise stoic face. |
| Personality | Raiden doesn't speak much, preferring to let actions speak louder than words, but is not afraid to give a young whelp a piece of his mind. He is protective of weak or injured Pokemon, and will fight to defend anyone he calls friend. Since the Epidemic and losing Wattson, Raiden has become unsure of his purpose and is sometimes at a loss as to what to do. While he is a proficient battler and highly skilled he does not like to go for the kill unless it is a matter of life and death. Since meeting Dante and the events that led to Ciara's death Raiden has become jaded. He no longer believes there is a way out of the Epidemic and that eventually everyone will fall to the plague or its minions. However, he is still determined to survive as long as possible if only to personally witness the final fall of the world. |
| User Notes | - The strange energy was Mewtwo's freakout, sending him to the Sinnoh Region - This is an old character but had been given permission to use Wattson as his former trainer before. - Raiden is already approved and on the team, just adding Ardere. I have made no changes to his profile. |
| Ardere (ar-deer-ree/meaning: “Fire”) | |
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| Theme | Amhrán Na Farraige (Song of the Sea) – Song of the Sea OST Sleepsong – Secret Garden |
| Text Color | 437C17 |
| Item | Unhatched egg (hers) |
| Biological Sex | Female |
| Gender Identity | She/Her/Hers |
| Age | Adult |
| Species | #229/Houndoom/Dark Pokemon |
| Height | 4’00” |
| Weight | 74.3lbs |
| Pokédex Entry | Long ago, people imagined its eerie howls to be the call of the grim reaper. |
| Level | 47 |
| Ability | Flash Fire: Flash Fire makes the Pokémon immune to Fire-type moves and will activate when hit by one. When activated, the power of the Pokémon's Fire-type moves is increased by 1.5×. While subsequent hits by Fire-type moves will not provide further increase in power, the Pokémon remains immune to their effects. Flash Fire will not activate if the Pokémon is protected from the Fire-type move. Flash Fire is active even if the user is frozen |
| Nature | Quiet (+Sp. Attack, -Speed) |
| Characteristic | Often lost in thought (Sp. Attack) |
| Moves | - Howl (LVL) - Flamethrower (TM) - Fire Fang (LVL) - Foul Play (LVL) |
| Quote | "There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief." "I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain." |
| History | Ardere was once a happy Houndour, with a loving trainer and many friends. While she wasn’t much of a main fighter on the team, usually just being used to help train the other young ones, she could still hold her own when necessary. She was never very loud, but neither was she shy. In fact, one of her most cherished pass times was singing to their team. Her songs were always filled with hope and warmth, soft and tender songs that echoed the purity of her heart and the happiness in her life. Everyone loved her, one male in particular, and things were peaceful. A young male Zorua named Hadrian, who was captured around the same time she was, was her best friend. As wild and zany as she was quiet and collected, the two had a tight bond despite being polar opposites in personality. The pair did everything together, and after a while it became obvious to everyone but Ardere that Hadrian had a serious crush on her. If she had ever noticed, she probably wouldn’t have minded, because for all his random craziness Hadrian was actually very sweet and affectionate. He was always trying to make her smile, and when Hadrian evolved before her he noticed Ardere was saddened, so he refused to fight even one battle until his partner evolved too. The day she evolved into a Houndoom was the happiest in her life, but it was also the beginning of the end. Hadrian began acting strangely not long after, always clinging to Ardere and fighting with any male who got too close to her. At first she thought it was just him being protective of her new adult form, as she was still getting used to it, but when the strange purple splotches on his fur appeared she began to worry. And the unusual appearance didn’t end there. His normally lovely blue eyes started to take on a reddish hue, and soon after his outbursts became more and more violent. Eventually Ardere found herself actually fearing her best friend, and her heart struggled. It all came to a head one day when she was out training with their trainer’s newest trade. He was a handsome Luxray male named Rai, and while he was naturally attractive the hound was not swayed but such easy attributes. Yet still Hardrian followed and watched them from the shadows. After a match, Rai flirted with her lightly, and made Ardere laugh, but despite her lack of interest something inside Hadrian snapped and he launched himself from his hiding spot right at the Luxray. Ardere watched in horror as the crazed Zoroark tore through the other male, blood spraying into his matted, greasy fur. He turned on Ardere and gave a maniacal grin, his fangs still dripping blood, and pounced. She never stood a chance as he bit down on the back of her neck, her mind going blank and blacking out as he continued to ravage her prone form to his own disgusting pleasure. She awoke several hours later, beaten, bloody, and well aware of every ache and pain. The fire hound could not deny what had happened to her as even the slightest movement would send signals of pain shooting across her body and making her very self-conscious about one particular region. She forced herself to her feet, struggling to get back home and tell the others what happened. But, when she made it back to camp, she found it destroyed and the bodies of her trainer and friends littered the ground. Bile rose in her throat and she began retching, too sick with pain and devastation to hold it back. Something inside the quiet Houndoom broke, and she felt a piece of her soul vanish along with her happy, innocent life. With no home, no trainer, and no one to turn to, she fled. With no idea what to do she soon found herself deep in the Under, unsure of the way out. She came across several strange Pokemon, one of whom became a precious friend to her, until one by one they all vanished. During her time beneath the earth Ardere found herself in possession of a small, fragile egg with no memory that it was she herself who lay the thing. Her conscious mind blocks the memory out of shock and denial of who the father is but her dreams keep haunting her in attempts to remind her of what lays within. She currently searches for the child’s true mother and that search has led her far past the borders of Orre and into lands unknown to her. |
| Bulbapedia | "Houndoom is a quadruped, canine Pokémon that is mainly black with a long orange snout and an orange underbelly. It has small, red eyes and a black nose. Around its neck is a white band with a small skull-shaped pendant on its throat. There are two white bands on each of its ankles, as well as three rib-like ridges on its back. Houndoom has a long, skinny tail with a triangular tip and three clawed toes on each paw. On top of its head is a pair of long, curved gray horns. These horns are smaller on the female than the male. In a Houndoom pack, the one with its horns raked sharply towards the back serves a leadership role. Leadership is determined by fights within the pack. Its gut is full of toxins, which are used to create fire. This gives Houndoom's fire a foul odor and the wounds it inflicts will never heal. Houndoom appears near volcanic areas. Its howling induces shivering in other Pokémon, and often sends them scurrying back to their nests." |
| Appearance | Ardere is small for a Houndoom, but otherwise looks the same as any other of her species. She is slightly malnourished due to the harsh life of living in the Epidemic, but her only true distinguishing feature is the longs scars across the back of her neck where Hadrian bit down during his attack and the far-off, sorrowful look always present in her eyes. She often looks tired or as though she hasn’t been sleeping, as she is prone to nightmares that constantly wake her. |
| Accent | Light Irish, though it gets heavy when she is angry or upset |
| Religion | Unsure, though was formerly an Arceist |
| Personality | Ardere is a gentle soul that wants to help, but she tends to keep to herself since her attack. She becomes nervous and can panic from most physical contact, because she tries to pretend like it never happened. Ardere used to love to sing, but since her attack had not really found the heart to, despite having a truly lovely voice. If she is heard singing, it is usually really sad, sorrowful notes rather than words though since taking in the egg has been found crooning sad lullabies too it in the dead of night when she is alone. She has become very protective over the egg and will fight to defend it even though she has convinced herself it is not hers. |
| User Notes | - not giving any direct details of the attack, because of the age variance on this site -Hadrian was infected at the time, and was actually close to undead when he attacked Ardere. She was lucky not to get infected because of her Dark type, despite being part Fire as well (I took it to be like a normal resistance, or pure dumb luck, since she has both a high resist/high risk typing) -laid her egg in RP -History was updated to reflect RP, profile was updated to modernize it a bit and expand on a couple of sections and edit typos. -Last post count in Under, at count 33 |
