Rio
Item- None
Gender- Male
Age- Adult
Species- #510, Liepard, The Cruel Pokemon
Height- 3’10”
Weight- 90.2 lbs
Pokédex Entry- Their beautiful form comes from the muscles they have developed. They run silently in the night.
Level- 35
Ability- Limber
Nature- Serious
Characteristic- Thoroughly Cunning
Moves-
- Assist
- Fake Out
- Slash
- Shadow Ball[TM Move]
History- Rio doesn’t remember much of Unova. When he was just a cub a band of hunters killed his parents for their pelts and stuffed him into a crate to be shipped overseas and sold. There the young Purrloin was purchased for an illegal battling ring in which people from all over the world could come to watch “wild Pokémon” fight and bet on the winner. Already quite large for his species, Rio literally tore through anything he was put in the ring with. Other Purrloin, Machop, even the occasional Kadabra. Nothing could stop him. Eventually the constant battling triggered his evolution and pushed him into a totally different fighting class. He no longer fought puny first-stage Pokémon, he was fully grown now and more than capable of combating stronger foes. The crowds loved him. They cheered his name, constantly bet in his favour and one man even went as far as to throw a TM30 into the ring for him after a particularly violent match against a half-crazed Ursaring.
This went on for three long years until one day one of his captors, drunk on the profits Rio’s victories had brought, opened his cage to poke fun at the purple leopard. Rio was on him in a flash, tackling him to the ground, his mighty jaws wrapping the hapless man’s neck in a crushing grip, suffocating him in minutes. Rio gorged himself on the flesh of his fallen foe, relishing the sweet blood of the man. So focused was he on his meal, Rio failed to hear the heavy footsteps approaching from beyond the door. With an outraged cry the other ring owners burst into the room, tranquilizer guns popping loudly as they shot dart after dart into his crimson-splashed body.
After that Rio faded in and out of consciousness, getting brief snatches of conversation as his captors argued about what to do with him. Eventually they dragged his limp form out of his cage and stuffed him into a large wooden crate before loading him onto the back of a truck. Inside the crate, Rio slowly began to regain his senses as his body began to wear through the tranquilizers coursing through his bloodstream. He felt himself vibrating and bumping up and down as the truck drove along. He heard two humans laughing in the front of the truck as they talked about how “that bloody cat had just shredded Nigel” and how they were lucky they had him tranquilized. The humans must have overestimated the potency of the darts, because he was already starting to get feeling back in his toes and tail.
Suddenly Rio was thrown violently sideways as the entire truck seemed to tip with a screeching crash. Listening carefully, Rio heard the drivers swearing loudly as they tried to crawl out of the tipped truck. Their swearing quickly turned to screams as something began to eat the trapped men. There was a wet tearing sound and the screams of two became the desperate sobbing of one. An earthshaking roar and the sobbing were abruptly cut off. Rio sat there in his crate, not moving despite the effects of the tranquilizer finally leaving his system. He listened intently as the something that smelled like it was dead slowly ate his unfortunate jailors. Eventually all was silent as the smell of rot began to fade. Convinced that the beast had gone, Rio desperately began thrashing about inside his crate, trying to escape before it came back.
Appearance- Rio is much like any other Liepard. He is powerful and sleek, if slightly larger than the average male of his kind. His eyes are sparkling blue and his fur is a deep indigo with brown feet, chest, lower face and Rosettes. Like leopards, he has a hyper flexible spine that allows him to twist his body almost 180 degrees at the middle in order to slash at his prey’s belly with his powerful hind claws.
Personality- He is very dark-minded, being prone to brooding and fits of rage. His sense of humour is disturbingly macabre and he find ironic deaths highly amusing but does not believe in taunting or playing with is food. He believes a quick clean death in battle is the greatest way to die. He is prone to roaring elaborate threats at those who anger him before killing them. E.g. “I WILL KILL YOU AND ALL YOUR DESCENDANTS!” He is incredibly condescending and sarcastic when challenge with an obviously weaker opponent, often making insulting jokes at their expense.
User Notes- Rio has a deep almost baritone voice, a deep resonating growl and a roar that can hurt your ears if you are to close or your hearing is sensitive. He does not purr, for any reason. He has no idea what country he is in.
Last edited by Cheshire on Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:53 pm; edited 9 times in total (Reason for editing : New image)
