|Judas (Tai) and Delia|
|Hex Color||#E3CF57 (Tai) |
|Species||#135/ Jolteon the Lightning Pokemon|
#571/ Zoroark, the Monster Fox Pokemon
|Pokédex Entry||Its cells generate weak power that is amplified by its fur's static electricity to drop thunderbolts. The bristling fur is made of electrically charged needles.|
Each has the ability to fool a large group of people simultaneously. They protect their lair with illusory scenery.
Likes to eat
-Shadow Ball [TM]
-Double Kick [Learned]
-Quick Attack [Learned]
-Dark pulse (Egg)
-Faint attack [Learned]
|History||Tai began life with a young girl by the name of Shayla. Shayla began her journey with not one, but two eevee, Tai himself and his brother, Kaze. They traveled across their home region of Hoenn, gaining allies and experience. Shayla caught an absol by the name of Demi, and Tai was instantly smitten. Though the two got off to a rocky start, they eventually became friends, and grew very fond of each other. Tai hoped maybe even one day, she would accept him as her mate, to which she eventually obliged. There was some tiff about this, as his brother sought her attention as well, but eventually, the jolteon won out. The days they were together remain his happiest, though maybe not most fond, especially with his brother's dismay looming over the normally happy jolteon's head.|
It was then the Infected began spilling into the region, killing without thought or reason. It was during the night when they came. He and Kaze had had another round of fighting, and were currently licking their wounds from the fight. They never truly hurt each other, and usually stopped when blood was drawn, but the fact that they were still fighting was enough to push Tai to solitude to think. He saw a clearly infected Aggron slowly making its way to the camp. Kaze was on watch, and quickly alerted the rest of the team to its appearance. Though Tai wanted to help, his feet stayed put as he watched with a cold stare as the team fought against the Aggron.
After all... if Kaze died... his problems were solved.
However, the Aggron did more damage than Tai thought it would. It killed Shayla first, then the others, then finally slaughtered Kaze. The death of his brother pained the jolteon; he hadn't truly thought it would happen. The small purple carcass hanging on the Aggron's teeth and claws bore into his mind, and he knew it was because of him. Demi had gotten to higher ground, wounded, and spotted him. “Why are you just sitting there?!” she had shouted, distraught. “Why didn't you help?!” He had no answer for her, and still, he found himself unable to move even when the ground gave out from under her, throwing her to the whims of gravity. She landed hard, and the rocks pinned her down, making her easy prey for the Aggron. She called for help, and still he didn't move. “Y-You... You TRAITOR!” she snapped, eyes full of hate even as the Aggron's shadow loomed over her. “TRAITOR! BASTARD! JUDAS!”
It was her last word. The Aggron snapped her neck as he pulled her by the head out of the wreckage, and Tai finally found the sense to move. He ran and ran, never looking back.
Delia was born prior to the pandemic in a Johto equivalent to a puppy mill, spending all of her young life scrounging and fighting for her food and her spot in the breeder's lineup for selling. Though she was rather scrappy, she was too short and scrawny to really be considered a sellable option and was promptly tossed aside into an illegal fighting ring as a bait Pokemon.
It was not expected that she would not only kill the granbull she was put up against, but that she would devour most of the carcass before the stunned audience's eyes. Her owner, now knowing what else to do with her, stuck her in a cage; she quickly escaped and killed him as well.
Her kills had given her a rush, a thrill she had never experienced beforehand, and it created a sick hunger in her. A hunger to not only kill, but to rip into and eat the dying flesh of her prey. She barely noticed the pandemic begin, as the living dead just gave her more things to destroy and consume. The more she killed, however, the less she began to realize the difference between living and living dead, and soon found herself very alone, spiraling down into the depths of insanity.
Her body fell to the infection within the confines of the Under, her meals of infected and spoiled meat finally taking her life for its own. It wasn't long until she brutally murdered two fellow survivors, a charizard and typhlosion, taking their hearts as her trophies. Satisfied and ready to go and find her true prize, she left the confines of the Under, venturing up through Sinnoh to the snowy peaks of Snowpoint City.
There, she found him. Her love, her brother, her obsession, Dante. Quickly, she ought him out and engaged him in a battle that truly tested both sides. Though Delia was quick and lethal, Dante was more powerful, crushing her head with his mighty jaws and leaving her in an inferno that would burn even the Damned of the Abyss. Her remains, however, rolled downward, into the bay.
She woke up, Legends knew how long afterward, with only a memory of her own name.
Broken neon signs flashed in her mind, a yellow, spiked pelt... Something drove her back to the deserts of Orre, unknown to the choas she'd wrought not months before.
|Appearance||Like any jolteon, he is slim with delicate limbs and spines littering his body. However, what may not be so typical is that his spines are almost always on end. A hard look is a permanent resident on his face, occasionally replaced with a dark half-grin. He has little to no scars, but is a little underweight with the lack of food available.|
Delia's appearance is much more normal now, as far as her body shape goes. The strange revival has given her back her healthy form; a strong, lithe form is gently wrapped by a silken pelt. Her eyes have somewhat returned to normal, the irises retaining their original teal while the scolera reminds all that she is not wholly well, blotted with crimson. Her colors are all darker, redder, than a normal zoroark, excluding her gem on the hair/tail, which is the same exuberent teal it used to hold. Her face is what has changed the most, the sheer insanity gone dormant to reveal a kindly, girlish expression. Her eyes are bright with curiosity and genuine happiness.
|Personality||Once a kind, happy soul, Tai is now jaded, cynical and filled to the brim with self-loathing and a general contempt for the world. He is very much aware that the deaths of not only his team, but his mate and brother are on his paws, and sees the Aggron as an extension of himself. Any others with mates or with a positive outlook would be regarded as naïve or dumb. He does not trust others, as he cannot even trust himself, and tends to stick away from groups.|
However, seeing someone in a situation like his own, or perchance worse off than he would strike a chord, and he would try and truly help them. He longs for penitence, for redemption, but is not really sure how to obtain it, or if he's even worthy enough to seek it out. Nothing he can do can bring them back, no matter how sorry he is, and he knows it. Their deaths are his cross to bear, and he drags it with him, leaving his old, given name behind and introduces himself as the insult Demi had thrown out before her death.
While Delia used to be nothing but a giant ball of crazy, her almost complete memory loss has given her mind a break, restarting it back to what she used to be. Childish, playful and overall happy, Delia would fool those who'd never met her before that she had always been this way. On the flip side, however, those who had the unfortunate luck to meet her previously would likely only be unnerved by how innocent she has become.
However, even now, with the gift of rebirth, not all is right in her fragile mind. Haunted by fragmented memories of her past, she only recollects bits and pieces, rendering her pathetically scared of fire and any in the Houndoom line. She is anxious, timid, and lashes out if there is no other option. She prefers not to fight, instead choosing to hide behind others. She is unaware of the power she once weilded, and of the crimes she had committed.
|User Notes||All characters here are from an old fanfic of mine|
Though he'll go strictly by “Judas” to any other pokemon he encounters, I may narrate using both names, interchanging them
Lady Gaga's “Judas” helped inspire his newish turn lol
Original Profile is Here
While almost harmless now, if her anxiety peaks, she will almost revert back to her true self --psychotic. However, this is difficult to attain.
Is not sure whether she wants to find out what the bits of information she has mean. They fill her with fear, and she's unsure if she's able to face it now.
Changed Nature and Characteristic since she's kinda had a lobotomy. I'll edit if that's not ok.
Changed Level, Appearance, Personality and edited History for her rp experience
Original Profile's here
And you thought she'd stay dead XD
Last edited by Silverishness on Fri Jun 28, 2013 4:55 pm; edited 5 times in total