|Species||#470/ Leafeon, the Verdant Pokemon|
|Pokédex Entry||When you see Leafeon asleep in a patch of sunshine, you'll know it is using photosynthesis to produce clean air.|
|Moves|| - Sunny Day (TM)|
|History||Circe had a hard life in the beginning. Many humans enjoyed breeding eevee like a plague, as they were always sought after as pets and prized battlers. Circe was a runt, the toss-out of the litter, and was cast aside early on for her small size and stature. However, as she was on the brink of death, a lonely old woman plucked her from the ditches the little eevee called home and took her back to hers: a lovely cottage outside of Eterna City, Sinnoh.|
There, Circe obtained her name, packed on healthy weight, and became the eevee she was meant to become, despite her hard beginnings. Though, as the joyous months went on, the elder woman grew ill and sent Circe off with a tearful goodbye to her granddaughter, to go and live with her and spare the eevee the sight of the old woman dying. Not looking forward to a new owner, Circe was nervous and unsure of what was to come. What did happen changed her life completely.
The granddaughter was a complete girly-girl, taking her interests in fashion, boys, the color pink, spice and everything nice. She lived in a large, beautiful home and the little eevee soon found herself in the middle of the lap of luxury. Circe fell in love as the girl did the same, each finding their mutual calling in contests. She even went as far as evolving Circe into a beautiful leafeon, and they went about the country showing off their dazzling display of leaves and sunshine. The child even gave her rare candies to boost her level and learn new moves, so that their routine would be unbeatable. Things were perfect.
Of course, all good things must come to an end. With their success of contests, the granddaughter was soon able to afford something she'd apparently always wanted, a shiny vulpix. The vulpix immediately took all the attention Circe had worked so hard for, and developed a hatred for the thing. Resentment toward the fox and her owner began splitting them apart, and the bond of friendship broke when the granddaughter replaced Circe for her contest pokemon with the vulpix. Infuriated, betrayed, and not knowing what else to do, she killed the vulpix in a vicious mauling during the night, her frustrations getting the better of her. Confused and scared of the consequences of the act she had just committed, she ran into the forest, away from the life she had so loved.
Circe was not one that adapted to the wild life very well, and stuck to the towns, stealing from high-end restaraunts for her meals and drink. She still held herself to a high standard of living, even if she was a homeless nomad. The Epidemic, however, completely ruined even her shadow of her life, casting her further into the abyss of the unknown. Hopeless, helpless, she was thrust into even a completely new land by some strange rift of power. She now searches for some semblence of normalcy, some thread of regularity she can cling to.
|Appearance||While there are no strange colorations for Circe's form, she keeps herself immaculately groomed. She even goes as far as using her sparse Synthesis to clear up any scarring or bruises she may obtian while fighting/ running away from any undead she may come across. She holds herself high, with confidence-- at least, most of the time. Her eyes are a beautiful sandy brown, deep and clear.|
|Personality||A master of drama. She knows she is not strong enough for normal fights, or to overpower even weaker infected, but she can manipulate others into fighting for her. She's led many to their deaths while she escaped, and this doesn't really bother her all that much. She is one where the end always justifies the means, where others' lives take a fall for her own. She is selfish, childish, and spiteful, actively seeking revenge on any that are foolish enough to cross her.|
Because of her spiteful nature, she is secretive, manipulative and under-handed, preffering words from shadows rather than an open, all-out fight. She is very well aware of how useless she is on a real battlefield, and so tries to keep a situation from falling to that at all costs.
She has developed a small paranoia of the dark from her time of surviving out in the wild, from having to keep constantly alert for poachers, hunters, trainers, catchers, wild pokemon and infected. She sleeps more in the daytime, where she feels safer.
|User Notes||-Because her level is mostly from candy abuse, her stats are actually fairly low, making her much weaker than she should be|
-hates the vulpix/ ninetales line with a passion, especially those unlucky enough to be shiny
-has a small dislike for any shiny pokemon
-tries to manipulate males before females
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Circe the Leafeon [Alph, Johto]
- Age : 33
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Oh gods she is going to make my poor Lalita cry, I just know it. TORMENTOR!
You know I love her! lol
You know I love her! lol
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I see so much torment in the future...lol
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