|Species||#142, Aerodactyl, the Fossil Pokemon|
|Height||5'11" / 1.8m|
|Weight||130.1lbs / 59.0kg|
|Pokédex Entry||A Pokemon that roamed the skies in the dinosaur era. Its teeth are like saw blades.|
|Level||73 [-via RP]|
|Characteristic||A little quick tempered|
|Moves|| - Earthquake [TM]|
- Fire Blast [TM]
- Stone Edge [TM]
- Fly [HM]
"Am I meeting your expectations?"
Acht was revived by a German scientist on Cinnabar island, he had conducted many attempts to revive fossils and out of all of them, Acht, his eighth attempt, was the only one that had been successfully revived without any known side effects. Afterwards, the scientist had become her 'father'. She was taken to many meetings and labs, presented and often tested vaccines and dangerous drugs on.
Acht loved the scientist who took care of her. He was overly strict and harsh, but he took care of her, and that meant everything for her. He oversaw her growth, her health, and happiness. The only thing she didn't like about him was how he wanted her to be perfect. He always had the highest expectations of her, and she always struggled to fulfill them. She was tested on day after day, given a task every hour to be completed in five minutes, and when she failed, he would abuse her. But she didn't care, 'father' had revived her and took care of her, fed her, surely he loved her... Right?
Her thoughts turned out wrong. After a year of vaccine and drug testing, she became very sickly. She coughed and vomited, gagged and cried. Her 'father' decided she was no use anymore, and threw her out in a deserted forest to die. But she didn't. On her third day of starvation an old poet had come by and found her, and lovingly took her home, to care and look after her.
At first, she hated this man. He played instruments half the day, then recited poets the next. He was the first normal human she had ever seen and she didn't like it. But as months passed by, she slowly grew to love him too, he cared for her, and didn't have impossible expectations like her former caretaker had. She slowly began to learn the human language then, shakily reciting the poems with him, and plucking the strings of the old Kayagum instrument he had together.
But all good things come to an end. The poet was old and withered. He was nothing more than skin and bones. Acht knew that soon he would die. Every night she begged and pleaded to Arceus to not let the old Poet die, but he did. No one could escape the hands of death. The poet, lying on his bed, said his final wish to Acht, with his last breath."Acht, my dear Pokemon. I want you to take my Kayagum and poems, keep them safe. And I want you to be happy- don't cry, I will always watch over you." And Acht did what she was told. Shaken by her owner's death, she cried and cried, flying to new ares and region, holding the Kayagum with her claws with the poems inside.
|Appearance||Insert Appearance Here|
|User Notes|| |
|Text Color||#FF5721, Flesh Ochre|
|Item||Piercings, #SWAG Jacket, #OBEY Hat, and Everstone Necklace|
|Species||#005, Charmeleon, the Flame Pokemon|
|Height||3'07" / 1.1 m|
|Weight||41.9 lbs. / 19.0 kg|
|Pokédex Entry||In the rocky mountains where Charmeleon live, their fiery tails shine at night like stars.|
|Characteristic||Likes to thrash about|
|Moves|| - Dragon Dance [Breeding]|
- Flamethrower [Learned]
- Swagger [TM]
- Dragon Claw [TM]
LIVED WITH SOME DUDE WHO PLAYED VIDEO GAMES IN HIS MOM'S BASEMENT
GOT BORED AS SHIT, SO ATTEMPTED TO PLAY VIDEO GAMES BUT FAILED MISERABLY WITH CONTROLLERS [except wii, but the only game she found worthwhile on there was Monster Hunter 3, so FUCK WII]
GOT INTO SKYRIM AS SHE WATCHED HER TRAINER PLAY IT
LOVES TO FUS RO DAH YOUR SHIT
FINALLY SHE AND HER TRAINER WENT OUT TO BUY SOME POPCORN WHEN THEY ENCOUNTERED THIS GIRL
AND HER TRAINER WAS LIKE "HOOOOOOT DAAAAAAAAMNNNNNNNNNNN"
AND THEN THEY BECAME FRIENDS
AND WAS INTRODUCED TO THE LOCAL NIGHT CLUB
AND WENT THERE FREQUENTLY TO PARTY AND SHITS
DAVID TOOK AN INTEREST IN MUSIC, AND PLAYING WITH TURNTABLES
AND TOTALLY ROCKED THE FUCK OUT
YEAH THIS PROFILE IS SERIOUSLY A WIP LOL NVM
|Appearance||TOO FUCKING COMPLICATED|
|Personality||FUS RO DAH BITCHES< YOU IN MA HOOD|
|User Notes|| |