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Ruin and Redemption the Zoroarks

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Jay
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Ruin and Redemption the Zoroarks

Post by Jay on Fri Apr 17, 2015 9:35 pm

Ruin

Text Color- #B35644
Item- None
Gender- Male
Age- Adult
Species- #571, Zoroark - Illusion Fox Pokémon
Height- 5'04"
Weight- 179.8 lbs.

Pokédex Entry- "Each has the ability to fool a large group of people simultaneously. They protect their lair with illusory scenery."
Level- 40
Ability- Illusion
Nature- Brave
Characteristic- A little quick tempered
Moves-
- Foul Play ( LEARNED NATURALLY )
- Night Slash ( LEARNED NATURALLY )
- Scary Face ( LEARNED NATURALLY )
- Agility ( LEARNED NATURALLY )

Appearance- "Zoroark is a bipedal, gray-brown, fox-like Pokémon with crimson and black accents. It has a pointed snout and ears with red insides. It also has some red rimming its eyes and mouth. It has a large, red, voluminous mane with black tips, which somewhat resembles a ponytail, as a teal bangle down its length separates a mass of the mane from the lower portion. It has a black ruff on its upper body, pointed at the shoulders from which its arms extend. Its upper arms are thin, whereas its lower arms, while still slim, are bulkier. The arms have spiky extensions of fur at the elbows, and it has red claws on its hands and feet. Zoroark's eyes are red-rimmed with light blue irises."
Personality- Insert Personality Characteristics Here

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Redemption

Text Color- #EA9A60
Item- None
Gender- Female
Age- Adult
Species- #571, Zoroark - Illusion Fox Pokémon
Height- 5'01"
Weight- 175.4 lbs.

Pokédex Entry- "Bonds between these Pokémon are very strong. It protects the safety of its pack by tricking its opponents."
Level- 39
Ability- Illusion
Nature- Serious
Characteristic- Proud of its power
Moves-
- Feint Attack( LEARNED NATURALLY )
- Night Slash ( LEARNED NATURALLY )
- Agility ( LEARNED NATURALLY )
- Taunt ( LEARNED NATURALLY )

Appearance- "Zoroark is a bipedal, gray-brown, fox-like Pokémon with crimson and black accents. It has a pointed snout and ears with red insides. It also has some red rimming its eyes and mouth. It has a large, red, voluminous mane with black tips, which somewhat resembles a ponytail, as a teal bangle down its length separates a mass of the mane from the lower portion. It has a black ruff on its upper body, pointed at the shoulders from which its arms extend. Its upper arms are thin, whereas its lower arms, while still slim, are bulkier. The arms have spiky extensions of fur at the elbows, and it has red claws on its hands and feet. Zoroark's eyes are red-rimmed with light blue irises."
Personality- Insert Personality Characteristics Here

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History-
At the beginning, they were simply Mistake One and Mistake Two.

He never acknowledged them like normal creatures. He treated them like dirt, broken toys that were simply there, unwanted pests—anything but what they were supposed to be. But how would they know the real way humans treated them, two Pokemon who had only ever witnessed cruelty? Born into His house, the monstrous man who only enjoyed alcohol and the Beatings. Cruel day after day, with only themselves to protect one another. A painful reminder of how—so long ago—someone abandoned them on His front doorstep.

He never gave them a name. During their days huddled in the filthy corners of the house, they could hear the drunken rambling, screaming and ranting of how bad His life was. The two were still so young, at an age in which they should still own their innocence. Even with it stripped away from them, forced to live with no knowledge of kindness from anyone other than each other, the Zorua learned to survive.

He only saw them when he needed to vent, when he executed the Beatings. The rest of their time was spent invisible, locked within the concrete walls of the house. Food was scarce, coming only from the small slip ups He made before and after meals. A refrigerator was almost always open, filled with the smell of rotting food. It’s fragrance could be identified in almost every room, the disgusting odor that only they seemed to notice. Why He never fixed it was a mystery—but then again, wasn’t everything about Him a mystery?

User Notes-
> Been planning these two for a long time, so I thought 'hey, why not start them now? just for good-times sake!'

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