| Sorrow | |
|---|---|
| Text Color | #EEE8AA |
| Item | Light Ball |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | Young Adult |
| Species | #025 Pikachu/The Mouse Pokémon |
| Height | 1'04" |
| Weight | 13.2lbs |
| Pokédex Entry | If it looses crackling power from the electrical pouches on its cheeks, it is being wary. |
| Level | 60 |
| Ability | Lightningrod |
| Nature | Often lost in thought |
| Characteristic | Gentle |
| Moves | - Thunder - Thunderbolt - Slam - Light Screen |
| History | Sorrow was the sole surviving kit of his litter. The others died shortly after birth. He was oddly colored- a lot more pale than most Pichu, and once he evolved, his fur stayed that same pale color. His parents always treated him badly, blaming him for their other childrens’ deaths. He eventually ran away, very quickly finding himself in a lot of trouble. His family had lived near a desert, and that was where he ran…but the grueling sands and the hot sun quickly exhausted the young Pichu. He was near death when a small pack of Rattata and Raticate took him in and nursed him back to health. He was so happy when he woke up, and spent some time with the ones that took the time and effort to actually care about him. While he was there, he evolved into a Pikachu. He enjoyed their company, but he knew he didn’t belong with them. He left a few months after, leaving quietly and silently wishing they would remember him and to always be safe. From then on, he continued to become stronger on his own as he moved from place to place. He was always the lonely one, always the one to never stay long enough for others to really get to know, and he was content with that existence…until the epidemic hit. When he began to see other pokemon change into mindless beasts, tearing their own family and loved ones apart…something snapped in him. His strength and his voice failed. He became catatonic. He knew he needed to find someone who understood him, before he lost his mind completely. By this time, he was a powerful Pikachu, but he was terrified of hurting others- even attacking infected made him weep, so he just ran. He continues to run until he finds someone who can understand and accept him. He hopes to one day find the courage to speak again. |
| Appearance | - He's a pale yellow - He always looks sad or timid, despite his strength - He's scruffier than most Pikachu |
| Personality | - He yearns to have people to be around, but is often too afraid to even get near anyone - He usually communicates through small grunts and noises to draw just enough attention to him and then uses gestures. - He's bisexual |
| User Notes | - Sorrows’ name was originally Soren, but he changed it, because he felt he was the sorrow in peoples’ lives, always the one to disappoint and hurt them. - He doesn’t talk, but he thinks a whole lot. |
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