Deep in the Hoenn region lay a thunder strewn field where a vast and proud pack of Manectric's claimed the barren plains as their own. With little competition for the rough terrain the pack flourished, and young were a common sight within the group. Naturally reserved, B'doke's young childhood played out rather uneventfully. He made friends with pups similar to his age and the group became very close. They caused mischief, as all children do, and it would have been a completely carefree childhood if the older kids didn't seek to bully the group.
They poked and prodded fun at the younger pups, nipping, play fighting, and teasing the kids to no end. It was a right of passage and all in good fun, but for B'doke it wasn't so bad. Even as a child he boasted a massive, intimating size compared to the other Electrike, and his quiet nature made him no fun to mess with as he just wouldn't respond. Together, these traits let him slip under the bullies radar and instead he would comfort his friends after the older kids had their fun. Whether he was needed as a gentle shoulder, a rallying spirit, or someone to clean their wounds, he would rise to the occasion for the friends he cared for. This role made him integral for the friend group, their key support and assurance, and it brought the pups even closer together.
Such innocence couldn't last though, and B'doke's friends grew detached around his preteens. After a particularly bad run-in with the older kids the group started looking for reasons to why they were being targeted. They had done nothing wrong, and in their search for answers someone threw out a wild accusation. "They never bother B'doke. Maybe it's him!" The blame was unprecedented, perhaps said as a joke to lighten the mood, but just saying the idea aloud was enough to plant that seed of thought. The riled pups made up their own support for the claim, quickly stacking up faux evidence against the large boy. It got a laugh out of the group, and a new inside joke was born.
At least for a time. The older kids were always getting stronger, fighting one another and evolving, and their attacks became more humiliating. Teasing became an assertion of dominance as they found their place in the pack, and when the children walked away bloody the tables turned on B'doke. The joke was said with more venom, slowly becoming real as the humor faded; the bullies didn't bother him, he must be on their side! He never fought back, it had to be a ploy! Nor did he defend them, even though he was the biggest! It was outrageous, the slander cutting a deep rift in the friendship between the Electrikes. In a bid to clear his name B'doke even confronted the bullies for an explanation, but it only made him look more guilty.
As the tension grew B'doke slowly spent more of his time away from his friends and home. At first he simply roamed the nearby forests in search of anything to pacify his hurt feelings, but as his friends cast him aside he turned to battle to combat the feeling of abandonment. He was not violent by nature, hell, he hardly raised his voice at others, but the hormonal preteen had found an outlet for his frustration. It didn't fix his crumbling bridges, but the distraction meant he could work himself calm, strengthening and exhausting himself by the time he returned home. Without the energy to converse or argue with his friends the Electrike drifted, becoming even more of an outcast. His mind had fallen in to a cycle of training and resting, and finally found peace in that sense of routine.
Eventually the training paid off as he evolved by complete surprise. As none of the pack witnessed the event they almost didn't recognize the adult-bodied Pokemon, though his child's face, huge size, and clumsy big paws gave him away. The pack congratulated him, reveling in the height and strength of one still so young, and by some strange twist of fate his new 'transformation' even allowed B'doke acceptance by his peers once more.
Welcomed and treated fairly again, B'doke should have been happy as he romped with his friends. Yet, something was off. They were treating him like a completely different Pokemon, denying the neglect they had shown him like it had been someone else. There was no apology or acknowledgement, just unnatural enthusiasm. It felt so.. fake. Though they showed him kindness and things returned to normal B'doke realized the rift between them had not mended. He refused to reject them, as he still cared for those he once called true friends, but even surrounded by kin B'doke felt isolated. He had gotten what he wanted but nothing really changed, and he found himself continuing to spend time away from the pack.
With improved endurance his quiet wanderings became a core part of his routine, and between battles B'doke found himself traveling to new and farther places. Not only did he find new, stronger enemies to train on, but peaceful strolls could be both relaxing and exciting. Sometimes he'd stumble across interesting or unusual things, like a new type of berry or a beautiful vista, but nothing compared to his first encounter of a human dwelling. It was like nothing he had ever seen before, and as he approached cautiously a bubbly voice called out to him. A little yellow Pokemon bounced joyously toward him, perching right on the edge of her fence as he slowly walked toward her. The whole picture was the oddest thing to the Manectric, almost like a daze as the excited Pikachu spoke endlessly to him. Her emotions felt genuine, honest interest and curiosity fueling her questions. He had missed such a sincere being, even if he didn't really know this Pokemon, and stuck around to talk with her. The child cooed with delight, soaking in each word about his life and always having something else to ask after. It was a lovely chat, so much so that time escaped them and it was pitch black when B'doke started his trek home. The Pikachu, Riley was her name, begged him not to leave, and to his own surprise he assured her he'd be back.
Over the coming months B'doke adjusted to his newfound lifestyle. The fake sensation from his old friends started to fade, and though it still felt off his status in the pack normalized once more. Finding new Pokemon to train against he would always push his body to its limit, and on occasion even accept a spar from a pack mate. With each battle his position increased, his strength clear and respected within the pack ranks. Well, by everyone but his childhood troublemakers. Those Manectric's had become unruly as they matured into adulthood, and their constant scrapping had paid off as well. Stomping through the ranks the clique gained power at a rapid pace, forcing others to submit to their new authority and spreading quiet terror throughout the pack.
Home life was unstable as the balance of power shifted to a younger generation, but B'doke found sanctuary outside of it in his visits with Riley. Nearly every day he would make the journey to the Pikachu's little abode and spend hours in the peaceful atmosphere. She was a beacon of positively, an outlet for his woes and palette for his thoughts. With her, he could be blissfully ignorant to any troubles for a few hours and attempt to relax. From light chatter, to silly questions, to deep talks, the pair enjoyed an array of conversations that never seemed to end or even dull. There was a simple peace in it, and just being together lessened the stress on each Pokemon as they enjoyed each others company. For B'doke, there was the added benefit of being away from the pack; he was no longer an awkward pup and he knew his strength would not be ignored by the brutes forever.
With the changing seasons life for the wild pack grew even bleaker. The ruthless gang had seized leadership by claiming the alpha's life by coup and sought to control even more. They were merciless, forcing their hounds to steal neighboring territories and food, and abusing anyone who resisted. It was a living nightmare, with many members defecting or lingering on the outskirts of the territory, and many thought the pack as a whole would not survive many more seasons. B'doke slipped away more and more often, his time spent with Riley growing as his sleep decreased. Frustration and fear edged his conversations, stress from his home's collapse always coming back to him even in his sanctuary. Riley pulled all the stops to keep him cheerful, and he managed a smile at every effort, but the threats and ugly truths from the thunder strewn plains always came back to him.
He had been passive in the takeover, a silent pawn looked over by the brutes, but when one of B'doke's old friends was targeted he could no longer standby and hold his tongue. The new leader had singled out the shiny-furred female, saying she was his perfect mate and he would claim her by force if needed. He and three lackeys surrounded her on the pinnacle of a hill, trying to 'persuade' her to take the alpha as her own. She openly refused, visibly disgusted before being bit as punishment. Her answer did not change, and with each rejection she was struck until her coal colored fur was stained with blood in hopes that she would eventually break.
B'doke had been returning home when he heard her cries and ran as fast as his massive paws could carry him. Immediately he began clawing and throwing the attackers off her, demanding them to leave as he stood in the assailants way. They only scoffed at him and continued their persuasion, hardly paying the afterthought any mind. Irritated, B'doke attacked the males again, threatening that he wasn't using his full strength but wouldn't hold back if they continued. The new alpha growled, ordering his minions to strike B'doke down for insubordination. Despite the difference in number the large Manectric overpowered them with his superior strength. The alpha was enraged, going head on with B'doke himself. His merciless battles had made him nearly as strong as B'doke, causing their brawl to be ruthless and bloody. They fought tooth and claw, pent up frustrations fueling the valiant male's blows while rage bolstered the leaders. While neither party seemed to have a clear upper-hand a passing storm let loose above them and turned their battleground to mud and stone. B'doke was used to the slippery surface, his paws firmed from fighting in filthy woodland marshes. The other male however seemed surprised, the storms in his home usually being dry and arid. Caught off-guard B'doke quickly turned the battle in his favor.
Suddenly the heavens let loose several bolts of lightening. None of the electric types were bothered by this normal phenomena until one of them struck the males locked in combat. The flash of light didn't vanish like normal but engulfed B'doke as he began to glow and evolve. As the light dissipated it was obvious the fight was over, but this new figure who stood as victor was unknown. The other Manectric fled in terror, not seeing B'doke as their packmate but a monster born of bloodshed. The alpha barely managed to scurry away in a hurried panic, his scarred pelt telling of defeat. Heavily wounded and bleeding the newly evolved Delectroke turned to the injured female, asking her if she was alright. Unfortunately, she was also in shock from the ordeal and ran fearfully away over the crest of a hill. Disorientated, B'doke tried to give chase, but he only made it a few steps before another flash of light overcame his vision and it all went dark as he vanished within an Ultraball.
The trainer had never seen a Pokemon like him before. He had been stalking the shiny Manectric but after losing his quarry he was compelled to change targets. He was fascinated, unnerved, and mystified by it. At first he tried to study and train the Pokemon, but it refused his orders. B'doke had hardly seen humans; few dared to traverse the thunder plains and the occasional sighting at Riley's cottage were from a distance. To take orders from one was absolute blasphemy, and the disrespect they showed him could not be ignored. Hell, he towered over the 'trainer' who was meant to command him and it was utterly demeaning to follow his orders. With such unruly behavior the inexperienced trainer found it more worth his while to sell him for big money. He found a buyer quickly, but it only started a viscous cycle of trainers buying, selling, and trading off the rare Pokemon again and again.
The Delectroke passed from hand to hand, each human he came in contact with being worse then the last. They called him a wild beast, but none of the trainers were suited to break the feral creature. The scoldings, orders, punishments and beatings, withholding food, placing him in small cages, it was a horrible introduction to life with a trainer/human. B'doke held on through it all, stalwart as he endured the abuse he did not deserve, but as the weeks dragged on he was pushed to his limit. His newest trainer refused to be defeated by an animal, and bound the Delectroke by the paws to a post in an empty lot. Leaving him for dead to bake in the sun the hound struggled but could not break free from his binds. Days passed, and the torture intensified as dehydration toiled at his mind. Hopelessness settled within him, that this cycle of pain and abuse was all that was left in his life. In that delirium, only memories of Riley's cheerful voice kept him going, telling him to be strong and do what he had to to survive. She may not of really been there but he knew her words were right. When the human finally returned B'doke was shaken from his haze with a blast of water to the face. The Swampert stood at its masters side, silent as the man pointed and demanded, "Thunderbolt."
The Delectroke hesitated, still trying to pull himself together as he struggled against the pole. Another stream of water soaked his muzzle, nearly choking the hound as he tried to gather himself. Rotating his aching frame toward the other Pokémon he was assaulted by a painful blast of mud as the man ordered, "Thunderbolt, now!" With a heaving breath he sent a pitiful jolt toward the Swampert who didn't flinch. Another ground attack crashed against his exposed ribs, and as the hound wheezed the man scolded, "You call that a Thunderbolt?!" With Riley's calls echoing in his mind B'doke yielded and sent a struggling jolt toward the starter. The ground type took no damage, the electricity bouncing of its rubbery skin. "Again." He said with the same coldness, and the dizzy hound gave another powerful bolt that even surprised the Swampert. The man's expression did not change, eerily still as he handed a TM to his Pokémon. The Swampert approached, saying nothing as he forced the disc upon him. The sensation was like nothing he had ever felt, like gaining memories he had never experienced. The Swampert backed away, and the man gave a new command, "Flamethrower." Acquiescing to his orders B'doke's parched mouth grew even drier as a stream of fire erupted forward. Spooking himself the hound struggled, flailing about as he cut off the stream. He stopped as the man uttered a single eerie, "excellent," and sent his Pokemon forward to unbind him.
It was the start of a new hell for B'doke. Having been 'broken' he was no longer tortured but his training was cruel and grueling. Even for the disciplined hound this human's regimen was on a whole new level, and B'doke was forced into extremes he would have never dared push to. It was ruthless and agonizing, between facing incredibly strong human raised battlers and running intense custom courses for agility and dexterity B'doke constantly felt like he was walking a knife's edge. The trainer was not one to give praise, nor was his team, but at least he was being healed and fed regularly. His capabilities soared, but at what cost? Any rest he managed to get was riddled with pain and nightmares, and B'doke sunk into a deep despair. The team would partake in tournaments and competitions and come out victorious, but for the Pokemon it was hollow and pointless. At some point he realized he had become like the Swampert and the rest of his teammates; a broken machine, defeated and hollow, that could do nothing but follow orders.
A deep, growing loneliness threatened to swallow him from the inside out. What had become of his life? He longed for days long past, when he walked familiar forest paths, roamed thunder-strewn plains surrounded by the scents of his kin, and idled his days away with his favorite Pikachu. Riley.. How many months had it been since he last saw her? Had his pack fallen apart since the power struggle, since he dethroned the alpha? B'doke had long since given up hope on ever seeing either of them again and resigned himself to thinking he had simply been forgotten, but the thought was still heartbreaking every time it came back to him. As he was sent out of his Ultraball once again he expected more hardship, but the Delectroke and his teammates were shocked to find fading blue shimmers around them and their trainer walking away. With no warning they had all been released, and a sudden panic spread through the group. What had happened? They were not friends, but used to each others company the Pokemon stuck together for a time and slowly learned why they had been returned to the wild.
The Epidemic had hit.
Many of his teammates were filled with dread, they had been bred by humans and knew not how to survive in the wild, but for B'doke it was like his wish had been granted. He taught them what he could of surviving in the wilderness, though with their strength it really was a none issue, and the group traveled the region together. When a yearning sensation pulled him forward, and landscape that looked vaguely familiar arose, B'doke bid them farewell and good luck. Heading into the deep wilds the Delectroke crossed overgrown and infested areas, traversing paths that had not been trodden down. Instinct told him he was going the right way, and eventually the forest was familiar once again. He quickened his pace, popping out of the woods to see the arid plains he had been born on. Excitement fueled his strides, curiosity propelling him as he searched for his pack, but it was horror that greeted him at the old camp.
There was a scent of sickness in the air, each Manectric and little Electrike looking skinnier than he ever remembered. Immediately he was charged upon by the alpha, the ruthless Pokemon boasting scars from their last fight and many others alongside shiny red eyes. "Bold of you to return," he growled with a shower of sparks, "This is my pack. leave NOW." Digging his claws into the dirt B'doke stood his ground. He was no pushover cowering in the shadows, and after everything he had endured he was positive he could take the Manectric out and liberate the pack of this toxic punk. As he readied himself for a fight many more Manectric came to their leader's side. The number was staggering, too many for one Pokemon to take on as he realized those that had remained in the pack had bowed to his authority. Beyond them, B'doke caught a glimpse of some familiar faces, but instead of hope or joy he only saw caution and doubt. The lead snapped his jaws centimeters from B'doke's face, a last warning, and he knew it was time to leave. With a last glance he realized there was no place for him here anymore, and left home for the last time.
Homeless and without his old teammates, B'doke aimlessly wandered the arid plains on his own. Using the less traveled paths to keep away from the pack he questioned what options he had left. He had no goals, no place to go and no one to turn to. Thoughts of Riley kept returning to him, but he couldn't handle another loss. What if she wasn't there any longer, or had been released or killed? Eventually he stopped beating around the plains. He had to leave before he ended up being spotted, and despite his fears he headed into the woods that lead to Riley's cottage. He needed some answers, even if they weren't unpleasant. He rehearsed some lines, an apology, an explanation, a greeting, but as he approached the fence and called her name it seemed it was for naught. The familiar yellow shape was not waiting on the wooden beams, and after a tense pause he called again with a little more desperation. He had expected as much, but felt his pained heart sink nonetheless until a bright shape came barrelling out from inside.
It wasn't the Pikachu he was used to, but her bright eyes, poofy cowlick, and ecstatic smile were exactly as he remembered on the bouncing Raichu. For a split second she seemed taken aback by his own evolution, but a heartbeat later she was squealing with delight and joy just like old times. Immediately she began to pour out how much she missed him and how worried she had been when he vanished in a rapid voice, not unlike the first time they met. There was no anger, no rejection, just a distressed friend relieved by his safety. Though they both had new forms it felt like nothing had changed, and B'doke struggled to keep it brief. He hadn't planned for this, his heart expecting her to be gone from this place, but having the same Riley before him, the same one who was always there and never stopped caring for him, it broke his heart even further to think of abandoning her. She was his true constant, his undying support and closest companion, and there was no way he could leave behind the only Pokemon who had ever cared about him. Dryly, he cut her off, and asked if she would want to come with him, that he could protect her and they'd never have to be apart. A spark lit up her eyes and she accepted without hesitation, leaping off the fence and onto his shoulders. "Let's go!" She cheered as they set off, and though they had no real plan, B'doke knew it didn't matter as long as they were together.
The little Pichu was born on the outskirts of Hoenn's Safari Zone to loving Pikachu parents. Along with her siblings the family was rambunctious and happy, living freely despite it being an active human reserve. A naturally cheerful child Riley thrived in her environment, not knowing or wanting to know any other. While she was still very young, however, her parents did not return home one day. Confused the little Pichu ventured out of her nest, looking for her family without considering the dangers. The trainer who approached her was delighted to find the young Pokemon and didnt waste a moment before trying to catch her. Surprised by the human approaching her Riley only stared at him while the Safariball closed around her.
The change was drastic and terrifying but the boy was patient and gentle. Working slowly with the child he socialized her with his Pokemon team and human beings. The fear ebbed away until the sensations were normal for her, and with a little training and time the Pichu evolved into a happy Pikachu. The mouse realized this new life with her trainer was exciting! Everyday was an adventure, going places and seeing new things completely erasing the quiet memories of home. As the young Pokemon flourished the boy seemed pleased with her progress, both socially and physically, so his next move came as a shock for Riley. The next time she was released from her ball she was in an odd place she had never been before. Grasped by the hands of an unknown elderly women the Pikachu tried to take in the surroundings around her. The house had an odd mix of trees and human scent, different from the others she had been in. Her trainer sat nearby with a praising expression, pleased for some reason. Getting the vibe there was nothing to fear Riley explored the strange cottage as soon as she was set down.
After some investigating and peaking through the windows Riley found the home to be in the middle of a forest with no other houses or humans in sight. Amazed by this idea of a lone cabin in the woods she didn't even notice when her trainer left. By the time she did he was long gone with no plans of returning.
The next few days were hard on the Pikachu as she once again adjusted. Unannounced to her she had been given to the boy's grandmother as a gift to keep her company. She was kind, the house was large enough, and the food was pretty good to her standards. Yet the young Pokemon quickly grew bored and unhappy. She missed her trainer, his team, and exploring the world he had showed her. Trapped within the confines of the house, or its yard if she could get out, Riley became restless and antsy. The human played with her and bought Pokemon toys to try to entertain her, but it was hardly enough to curb the energy of the rambunctious child.
After a month had passed the boredom became too much. Going into the yard the Pikachu easily passed through the fence and into the woods beyond, completely ignoring the constant tugging feeling keeping her to the house and pokeball. Amazed by the lands mere feet beyond her home Riley explored with awe in her heart. Each twist, turn, and tree brought an even greater smile to her face as she ventured deeper into the woods. Enthralled in her own excitement Riley didn't bother to pay attention to where she was going. Without realizing it she had become lost, and in her stumblings intruded upon an angry nest of Zangoose. The Cat Ferret Pokemon did not take lightly to the intruder and promptly attacked the Pikachu off their territory.
Inexperienced, rusty, and surprised, the beating was not one she would ever forget. The little training she had was useless in protecting her from the angered pack of normal types. They struck without mercy, quickly whittling her health away as she tried to flee. Terrified by the chase and gasping in pain from their claws the Pikachu was practically helpless. At best she could stun them with her electricity, but it offered little aside from a chance to dodge a blow. Eventually she was able to out run them, or at least their territory, and hide in the canopy of a tree as darkness set on the woods. Bleeding badly Riley was forced to rest, and blacked out up in the canopy. Coming to the next morning she stumbled around slowly, completely lost, disoriented, and in a haze from her wounds. The vague tugging sensation from her Pokeball wasn't enough to guide her home, but by some miracle her owner had been searching and found the wounded electric type. Scooping her up Riley nestled deep in the safety of her arms as she immediately took her to a Pokemon Center.
After that incident Riley didn't consider venturing out again. The mouse remained house bound of her own volition, thoughts of the attack filling her mind. Her human was a bit cautious of leaving doors open at first but soon realized the Pikachu had learned her lesson. She would cringe at any sight of the outside world, half expecting to see the Zangoose through the windows of her home. Over time the elderly women welcomed and encouraged her to go outside, hoping fresh air would perk her spirits back up, but Riley hardly stepped off the porch. Fear rooted itself deep, the trauma leaving her confidence shaken and overpowering her yearn to explore. Restlessness moved her outside so she could enjoy the sunlight and natural scents, but only within the confines of her property. Soon the wooden fence became more than a boundary- it was a safety line, a mark of where she would be okay and away from the violence the forest held.
But while she found some solace in her safety net and reluctantly accepted life as a homebody Riley was in no way pleased or happy with her new lifestyle. She was supposed to be a companion Pokemon and sought comfort in that, but it seemed the old lady was away more often than she was home. Longer and longer swaths of time passed where she was the only soul in their home, and the cottage transformed from a house to a cage as loneliness took over. With no where to go and no one to talk to all she really wanted was a companion of her own, someone or something to keep her company and entertained. Staying well behind the fence the Pikachu greeted any Pokemon that came by, usually to be ignored, in search of friendship. With each rejection her spirits fell and she became more desperate. When her human was home she would pester her to no end, needing some sort of stimulation to pacify her boredom. That grew tiresome too, as the older women did not have the energy to keep up with her, and again would leave the Pikachu to her own, lonely devices.
Her hope had faded, heart aching with sorrow when a Pokemon she had never seen before passed by her home. Immediately greeting it Riley was amazed that he responded back, and was ecstatic when he approached to willingly continue the dialogue. With her excitement bubbling over the Pikachu spilled out all the questions and thoughts she had built up during her time alone to the Manectric. He was kind, humoring her enthusiasm with a listening ear and gave thoughtful answers. Wrapped up in her first real bit of contact outside of her owner Riley didn't notice the sun was setting until he said he had to go. Desperate to keep her new friend Riley begged him not to leave, but he assured her he would be back soon. Though she had spent hours chatting his ear off it only felt like minutes to the rodent, and as she watched him disappear into the trees, she prayed she had not been lied to.
Her already slow days seemed to crawl by with her stomach in knots as she awaited the hound's return. It was agonizing, her emotions reeling as she fought off desperation and disappointment. What if he didn't show? What if he was just being polite? What if something happened?! Her panicked mind flooded with scenarios but her worries were put at ease when she saw the blue and yellow Pokemon appear from within the trees. He really did come back, he wasn't lying! Finally, she had a friend! All the Pikachu's boredom and stress seemed to vanish, the Manectric putting everything at ease by simply being there. The Manetric, B'doke was his name, returned time and time again. He told her of the outside world she was missing, of other species of Pokemon and his home. It fascinated and entertained her; he lived an amazing life in the wild without fear. She wanted to know everything she could about this Pokemon. Everything, from his life, his family, interests and ideas, even every detail of his pelt. It was impossible not to notice the muscles rippling beneath his skin, or the roughness of his pads. He was strong, a fighter! It gave her an idea, or perhaps a pipe dream, and on many occasions the Mouse Pokemon would ask if she could visit his home, or if he would take her exploring in the woods. But the Manectric would always say no. It was either, 'it's dangerous,' or more often, 'you're not ready yet,' to make her stop asking.
Riley was confused, did she really seem that weak? Even with bad Pokemon out there, like those horrible Zangoose, if he protected her then it shouldn't matter. Couldn't he see he was a perfect bodyguard? Regardless, her talks with B'doke always brought warmth and positivity. Though she was still confined to her home the Pikachu was at peace. Life was good when B'doke was around and she was calmed by thoughts of his life when he was away. What was it like out on the plains, or to be park of a pack? Did food taste better when you had catch or scavenge for it? It was just so interesting she couldn't stop thinking about it, about him! With her human gone for long hours Riley had little to think about other then the Manectric. The months passed peacefully for her, but B'doke wasn't so lucky. Riley noticed his concerns were growing darker and he looked more and more ragged. She wanted to help him, to make his life better like he had for her, but nothing seemed to work. Her words were powerless when it came to changing things for him, and they didn't seem to ease his tension either. She'd offer all she could for him, but it was very little. After all, she was stuck here, she couldn't make a difference..
And then.. he didn't come back.
..Why had he left her? Had she done something wrong? No, no something had to of happened. Sure, there were days that B'doke didn't stop by but not like this, not this long without a word. Though she would take a few steps out of her yard, just far enough that her tail could still touch the wooden beams, fear kept in her firmly in place. Without him, she really wasn't ready to go out.. Even the mental map to B'Doke's home she had made based on his stories was useless without her tour guide. She paced the fence, anxious and desperate to see that familiar face, but it never came. With no way to contact her friend Riley had no choice but to wait. Each day the Pikachu would stare out the window with wide eyes, or sit on the fence and listen to the woods. Months passed like this. The electric type's thoughts constantly revolved around the Manectric, that something horrible must of happened. What was he was doing, feeling, thinking about? Did he even remember her anymore, had he forgotten? ...Did she matter to him at all? Held in place by fear and heartbreak, and unable to search, a thin string of hopelessness began to choke her.
Riley even bothered passing Pokemon for information, looking for anything she could get about the Manectric or his pack, but none seemed to have an answer. When word of dangerous Pokemon reached the distant cabin her human panicked. Her little Pikachu was not a fighter but if these Pokemon were as violent and dangerous as she was told she would have to make her one. Teaching her companion to fight was hard, it had been so many years since she had been a trainer, but Riley relished in the activity- if only B'doke could see how strong she was becoming, he would be so proud. The progress felt good, the activity a distraction and positive experience, and it must of been going well as her owner pressed a stone into the Pikachu's chest and evolved her. The evolution caught her offguard but was not unwelcome, and while the timing allowed her a chance to get used to her stronger form it soon became apparent to Riley that her owner was preparing to leave their cabin behind. She was prepping her for something that would take her far from this place that she had both met and last seen B'doke at. What if they went the wrong way and went further away from him? Feeling she was out of time Riley dreaded the passing days. She had all but given up hope when an all too familiar voice came ringing in her ears.
Tingles washed through her as she rushed for the yard, but she stopped just short of the door. What if it was just her mind playing tricks on her like it had before? What if he didn't recognize her with this new form, or didn't think she was pretty anymore? The voice called again, egging her on and telling her she wasn't imagining it. Bunching her courage, Riley burst into the yard and was instantly washed over by B'doke's sweet scent. It surrounded a semi-familiar looking Pokemon, one with the same voice and mannerisms as him. Though she didn't know Manectric could evolve there was no doubt in her mind that this was B'doke, his gentle eyes clear on his face. Completely forgetting about her own change in appearance all the worry she had was gone as Riley confided how she had missed him so dearly. They quickly caught up like no time had passed, but it seemed all too soon that he was trying to leave again and she begged to stay. Her heart nearly burst when he asked her to come with him instead. He.. finally asked her! She was finally ready?! Sobbing as she leaped over the fence and onto his back Riley accepted without a moments hesitation, and left her home to follow the only thing in her life that she loved.
| Quiet | Pensive | Tired/Worn Down | Observant/Listener | Solemn | Stalwart/Sturdy | Somber | Traveler | Lonely | Friendly | Understanding | Confident | Tough | Reserved | Laid Back | Lonely Soul | Respectful | Calm/Level-headed | Uneasy | Protective | Frustrated | Attrition | Humorous | Gentle and Patient | Stressed | Introverted |
Quiet. B'doke is nothing is not a reserved Pokemon. He is soft-spoken, with a gentle voice and calming tone. He prefers to listen than lead a conversation, taking in important deals and subtext. While he will gladly join in he is not generally one to direct chatter unless needed.
Pensive, the look in his eyes tells of a creature with bigger problems and deeper thoughts. The world is cold, hard, cruel, and its taken a toll on him. It weights constantly on his thoughts and dampens his emotions, making for a emotionally scarred creature with a lot of unspoken baggage and side effects.
Friendly. Appearances aside B'doke is a very friendly and welcoming Pokemon. He's accepting, knowing all too well not to judge a book by its cover, and gives everyone the chance (or second) they deserve. Newcomers and anxious Pokemon that could really use an encouraging paw are quick to gain his attention.
Confident. This powerful Pokemon boasts a healthy but humble amount of confidence. Knowing his own strength and abilities, who he is and what he likes, and finally having the freedom to do as he pleases he never seems unsure, always having a firm trust in himself to carry onward.
A follower by preference but leader by nature, B'doke is perfectly happy to follow instructions or work on his own. He is very amiable and works well with others however, easily allowing him to lead when needed and making him a great second in command.
Relaxed. He's a very easy going, go with the flow, don't rock the boat kind of guy. Even in this awful world he has found a sense of peace and positive moments, mostly thanks to Riley. He firmly believes things have a way of playing out, and knows better than to get riled up over nothing. He usually keeps thoughts and worries to himself, ensuring conversations remain light or calming.
Calm. Panicking is never the solution and this massive hound always stays calm under pressure. Keeping that tranquil air helps keep others calm and negate rising panic, and he has learned not to overreact. In stressful situations he can be a little too rational, never playing his hand early or giving away too much emotion from tension alone, and may seem cold, but being a voice of reason isn't easy and he knows not to take backlash personally.
Counselor. One of his shining moments his when he acts as a shoulder for his companions. A mix of his confidence, listening skills, kindness, past experience, and a way with words makes for a very comforting friend to talk to. He wants nothing from it but peace of mind and mental health for others, and usually falls into the role of counselor for a group out of habit of looking out for others.
Humorous. While quiet B'doke always wants to lighten the mood. His ultimate goal is to be a comfort creature, and if a horrible joke can gain a smile he will crack them. With only a few good ones in his arsenal the rest are pretty cheesy, good ice breakers or tension defusers at best. He seems unaware of how bad most of his jokes are, even when he only receives a pity laugh from Riley who genuinely enjoys his humor.
Exhausted. Sleep has always alluded him, never allowing the canine to truly feel rested or fully awake. The weariness is clear in his eyes, giving him a very tired resting expression. His energy fluctuates a lot too, and between his charge level and the general exhaustion socialization may take all he has left. At its worst he struggles to focus or may get short with others.
In a similar train of thought B'doke has always preferred a night time setting. The cool air, the moonlight, the shimmer on the water, its an aesthetic thing. He's lived a lot of sleepless nights, but it hasn't been wholly unpleasant. Theres a lot you can only experience at night, and if nothing else he can say noises are easier to pinpoint.
Lonely. With few to no healthy relationships in his life B'doke is a very lonely soul. He needs little, claiming Riley's companionship is more than enough, but a deep seeded fear of being abandoned or more so forgotten weighs heavy in his mind when they bicker. She's all he has, whether or not its right, and she works to both quell and enhance these fears.
Powerful, when push comes to shove his training is ready to be put to use. Peace is always the first option but B'doke knows his strength well and is not afraid to throw his weight around. His trainer forced him to fight ruthlessly, a tactic that worked well in the past but is risky and hard to break against undead.
Protective. With strength comes responsibility, or so he's heard something similar. From watching others be picked on, to power struggles, to the hell that's a battle ladder, B'doke knows what raw strength can do. Rather than gain power he uses his strength to help those that can not help themselves, to give them the chance they need to flourish. If someone needs help he will help them, even if it puts him out to do so.
Dauntless. It takes a lot to get to him, and this sturdy Pokemon has the drive, or perhaps just a lack of fatigue, to pursue something without end. Long term goals, a shot in the dark, a plan without all the pieces, he will continue down a path without rest if he can visualize a goal. No matter the wear it puts on him, mentally or physically, he will pursue without complaint.
While not to the same degree as Riley B'doke does not enjoy tight spaces. His Ultraball was the only peace he had during his time as a trainer's Pokemon, but small spaces have a habit of bringing him back to that headspace and its one of the few things to make him anxious.
Sullen. Life has been hard on this Pokemon. From day one he was always treated differently, and that lifetime of prejudice has taken its toll. He hopes for the best but assumes the worst in every situation, and has learned to keep his walls up no matter what. That rundown nature follows him, wearing down a Pokemon who has had to be strong all his life, or face crumpling beneath its cruelty.
Selfless. Wishing to spread goodwill B'doke offers what he can whenever he can. He wants to be helpful, but more so doesn't want others to feel singled out, left behind, or to struggle where there shouldn't be one. This world is hard to live in, and a little kindness can go a long way. He knows personally how even a small act can change ones life for a better, and wishes to pay that forward.
Saint. Its not a title he holds or repeats, but on more than one occasion he has been called so by those he has helped. An angel, a savior, the one they need, the philosophy of being a saint is one B'doke tries to up hold. While he isn't one he wants to be, to offer that comfort for others, and its a face he finds himself donning often.
Earnest. While not shameless B'doke doesn't wish to hide or sugarcoat things. Withholding information for the better of others perhaps, but he is not one to intentionally lie to others for any reason. He's not out here to sell anything, to deceive others just for personal gain, he's just riding the wave of life the best he can and has nothing to hide.
Trainer. Over the course of the epidemic B'doke has tried his best to train Riley, in both level and tactics, at least enough to defend herself or get her out of a hairy situation. She claims him as her protector among many other things, but the thought of being unable to live up to that haunts him, thus she needs to be able to hold her own. He thinks he's done well, but she just doesn't have the same amount of experience as him, forcing the hound's paw and focus to always pay attention to her.
Wanderer. A lost soul, a weary traveler, B'doke constantly feels a need to search, to discover whats out there, to find the something that calls to him. No where feels like home, or a place they are meant to be, and no matter how comfortable he may seem the Delectroke never settles down permanently.
For B'doke, Riley is both a support and boost, both winding him up and and picking him up whenever he needs. The only Pokemon willing and wanting to listen, one that never lambasted him for things, one that shared his awe and passion. She's a true friend, a partner, one that he is ever grateful to have at his side. He once thought his heart to be dead in his chest, his relationships broken and false, but the joy he feels from her is real and warm. In more ways than one she has saved his life, and B'doke knows he wouldn't be here today without her.
| Adventurous | Plucky | Silly | Energetic and Restless | Try hard | Showoff | Positive Vibes | No Confidence | Easily Amazed | Frightened | Comical | Lovesick | Obsessive | Limited Experience | Off | Jealous/Spiteful | Paranoid | Excessively Positive/Cheerful | Completely Dependent | Extremely Sheltered | Yandere | Shameless | Sporadic | Petrified on Her Own | Childish | Worrisome/Violently Defensive | Manic Emotions/Hysteria | Prone to Instability | Skewed Morality | Psycho | Delusional/Faulty Judgement | Chronic Liar | Two-faced | Desperate | Blind to Reason | Judgemental | Temperamental | Helpless | Problem Child |
From the moment she opened her eyes Riley had a heart for adventure. She loves to learn, to see, to explore! The world is her oyster, and if not for her life circumstances she would have spent it exploring without boundaries. That being said, she's high energy, and no one can keep this girl still. She needs stimulation, and her time as a pet left a lasting hatred for anything akin to a wall. If she ever feels trapped, even by her own mind, she's quick to grow agitated and stressed. She needs open space, and is always ready to move on to the next thing. She's a very restless Pokemon, requiring something to keep her paws and mind busy at all times, or else she's likely to devolve into a whiny, begging child. Even her own voice can be a panacea, keeping the Raichu rambling on and on to keep boredom at bay.
Riley is a very bubble Pokemon by nature, super friendly and always one to give warm welcomes. Starved of companions most her life she is willing and wanting to make friends with everyone, or at the very least be on their good side. Gaining their favor is one thing, but she blindly hopes spreading that cheer will prevent others from being as lonely as she once was. Ignoring or maybe ignorant to anything awkward she wants to be part of everything, meet everyone, and know all she can about them. It can be bit much, coming off as pushy, lacking personal space, or even a little off, but she means well by it.
Though Riley basically has no memories of her wild roots that fierce feral blood still pumps through her veins. She can be feisty and fearless, willing to speak her mind without fear of repercussion or charge into something without considering the consequences. Some things need to be said, let it be compliments or standing up for someone after a negative comment, she has trouble keeping her mouth shut and not butting into a conversation. Running headlong into danger, she has a massive bravado until she realizes what she is getting into, and the cowardice is quick to takeover.
Though she claims to be her own Pokemon Riley can not go five minutes without talking about her mate B'doke. Her every waking thought and action stems from him, from what she eats, how she acts, thinks, and responds, she claims herself to be both his other half and his shadow. She is very proud to have him by her side, always speaking very highly of the other electric type, and her infatuation and love for him is very clear. Her entire world revolves around him to the point of obsession, letting the Delectroke live rent free in her mind and allowing no room for anything else. While she is no protector her blinding love makes for a fiercely protective Pokemon of her one and only, and she will go to frightening extremes to keep him happy and by her side. He is her rock, support, muse, love, and world, and truly the only thing that matters to her in life. Without him her entire world would crumble.
That being said, everything about her is contingent on having B'doke by her side. The canine is quite literally her entire world, and without him she does not know how to live. He emboldens her with strength, confidence, and hope, allowing her to properly function. Having her mate with her also allows her the freedom to exist as she pleases, and it makes her rather reckless. Often she goes too far, too hard, acting without fear because of her safety net and forcing B'doke to come to her rescue. Though she loves being saved by her knight in shining armor this pouty Pokemon makes sure not let him forgot her disappointment in being stopped in the first place.
B'doke is her constant companion, the light of her life... and without him Riley is a shell of a Pokemon who does not know how to function. Anxious, petrified, unable to really do anything on her own, she will go catatonic if forcibly separated from B'doke. She was sheltered for most of her life and during her prominent years of learning, giving her little to no experiences to guide her through life on her own or simply take care of herself. B'doke has to be conferenced for all her decisions, so doing anything without consulting him is damn near impossible. Without her mate Riley is crippled by social and separation anxiety, and all the self doubt is released in full force. Muttering, trembling, indecision, sobbing, she regresses immediately into a mewling child that worsens the longer they are apart. This helplessness can only be broken or paused by someone firm or commanding, but even then its only a bandaid on a much bigger issue. He can grow tired of her antics, but Riley knows exactly how to butter him up alongside pushing his buttons. Its rare for him to truly be angry with her, but when she does overstep that boundary the Raichu is overtaken by shame and incredibly submissive in her efforts to mend the damage she caused. Forgiveness comes quick, and she always makes sure to rectify things.
To prevent this state from happening Riley is deeply and aggressively protective of anything that could cause her to be separated from B'doke. Anything can be deemed a threat given the right circumstance, and Riley is not one to forgot something that could crumple her entire life. A Pokemon she considers a best friend could become an enemy the next moment if they make a bad joke or give a weird glance, and Riley can not stop herself from conspiring against them. Acting passive aggressive at first, then outright being venomous, the switch can be flipped seemingly without warning or reason.
Though she would never call herself evil or cruel, there is no limit to what she is willing to do to protect B'doke. Defending his honor, chasing off an attacker, 'removing' a threat.. and ending a problem before it can progress are all on the table. Kidnapping, maiming, and murder, such labels are ugly when she's simply protecting her gentle giant. She will, if she must. However, her resolve is not nearly as strong as her thoughts. Despite the years she still struggles to kill even the undead and going through with a plan is an entirely different matter. No cost is too great, she believes, but her body does not seem to agree.
B'doke is a massive Pokemon with a lot of electricity built up in his fur and Riley's constant contact with him has caused an unnoticed side effect. The mass amounts of static he gives off does not harm her but is absorbed by and stimulates the Raichu, overloading her own system and translating into varied amounts of aggression. Her fears and worries are exacerbated in her rage, accusations made worse and violent breakouts not uncommon. Let it be a scuffle or tantrum, once her excess is burnt off the Raichu is much calmer. The exertion often leaves her in a stupor, and the cause of her rage never realized as she crashes in exhaustion. During this time she is usually extra sweet and cuddly, and begs to be babied by B'doke even in unfitting situations.