Text Color; #FFA500
Fire Fang, Wing Attack, Slash, Flamethrower
Alert To Sounds
National Dex No./Species;
#006 Charizard, Flame Pokemon
Charizard flies around the sky in search of powerful opponents. It breathes fire of such great heat that it melts anything. However, it never turns its fiery breath on any opponent weaker than itself.
Born and raised in the Charicific Valley, Rodolfo’s parents were known to be particularly fearsome opponents in the area and took great pride in their second son. From a young age, as a mere Charmander, Rodolfo was taught the ways in which the Charizards in the valley lived and the ferocious reputation he was expected to live up to as he grew. However, the Charmander found far more pleasure in simply observing the battles of his species, rather than indulging in them like his parents had intended. Next to his older brother, Marco, Rodolfo was viewed a great disappointment.
It took a particularly long time for Rodolfo to evolve into a Charmeleon due to his reluctance to fight against the other youngsters of his age. Whilst his parents masked their concerns – simply blaming his docile nature on the fact he hadn’t reached his final evolution, Rodolfo became increasingly aware that he was different. Bullied by other youngsters of his age, Rodolfo was consistently reminded that he was a ‘weirdo’ and a ‘loser’, outcast from his generation as he spent most of his days in solitude. Of course, Marco would always find time to play with him, but it only succeeded in making the Charmeleon feel worse. Marco was everything he was not – strong, brave, popular – he couldn’t understand why he was so different. He did, however, admire his sibling’s determination to help. Rodolfo developed a strong bond with Marco, grateful for everything the Charmeleon did to make his childhood a little bit more bearable.
Determined to change for his family’s sake, Rodolfo soon began battling against weaker species away from the valley. Of course, to the traditionalist Charizards of the valley, Rodolfo was participating in one of the lowliest acts of cowardice among the species – yet Rodolfo realized it was the only way he’d have any chance of developing his strength. Marco however, had noticed his odd behaviour, resulting in a tense confrontation. Unable to lie to his sibling, Rodolfo admitted his actions, begging Marco to keep his shameful secret. He hadn’t received an answer – only a look of disapproval as his elder walked away. Although ashamed, Marco kept his brother’s secret. Knowing that his method of training was wrong, Rodolfo saw no alternative and continued regardless. Eventually, he evolved, overjoyed and eager to demonstrate his newfound strength to his family.
Returning to the valley for the first time as a Charizard was one of Rodolfo’s finest moments in life. His parents celebrated the achievement, pushing aside their suspicions of how their son managed to reach such a stage - however, other individuals in the community weren’t prepared to let the matter slip. In the valley, Charizards had customarily considered that attacking a weaker opponent was a disgrace and sign of cowardice – this tradition accompanied with Rodolfo’s lone, frequent visits away from the valley led to a string of accusations. As the community questioned his route to evolution, it was only a matter of time before one of the Charizard youths – a particularly large male, whom Rodolfo had grown up with – challenged Rodolfo to prove his strength. Hesitant and eager to talk his way out of such violence only worsened his argument, and eventually, Rodolfo found himself in battle. The Charizard put up a good fight, landing a few solid hits, however it became quickly apparent that he was very much out of his depth. His opponent was merciless, leaving deep gashes across Rodolfo’s bruised body, and the worst part of this humiliating attack was that Rodolfo knew that nobody sided with him. His eyes wandered to those of his parents as he struggled to his feet, and all he was greeted with was a look of disgust. Marco was nowhere to be seen. After almost twenty minutes of such an aggressive beating, the battle was brought to a halt. Following the tradition of sparing the weaker beings, Rodolfo was then banished from the valley. As his world began to collapse around him, he looked to those he’d once considered friends and family and realized that from that moment, he was alone.
Years later, Rodolfo has been living a solitary life far from others of his species and adapting to life as lone, outcast Charizard. He struggled with loneliness at first, as well as the presence of humans, trainers – something he hadn’t experienced in the valley and quickly came to fear. But fortunately, he had enough strength to avoid their attempts at capturing him; else he’d turn tail and flee into the sky. Ever travelling, Rodolfo rarely stayed in one place for long and had now found his priority was to simply survive in the hope that one day, maybe his crimes would be forgiven and he’d return home. Rodolfo genuinely believed this to be a future possibility... but then the epidemic hit. Terrified of the infected having witnessed a particularly brutal attack on a flock of human-owned Mareep, Rodolfo made every effort to remain in flight where he believed he would be safer. Of course, he was wrong, and on one such incident narrowly avoided attack by an infected Gliscor. Now, he lives in fear, afraid to stay on the ground for too long whilst fatigue is slowly destroying his body, and extreme loneliness begins to destroy his mind.
Entirely average in appearance, albeit towards the smaller side, Rodolfo is the embodiment of a bog-standard Charizard. His colouration is the usual for his species, his body structure is normal although he has a preference for walking on all fours. He walks with an air of apprehension, his stature naturally adopting a more submissive stance despite the species’ reputation for their power and honour. Extremely unusual in this respect, Rodolfo’s unconventional attitude is almost imperceptible on first impressions.
His body is littered in faint scars, giving strangers a false view of the Charizard – many thinking that Rodolfo is more akin to a hardened, intimidating battler. However, the scars are in fact his marks of cowardice, almost entirely received in the attack before he was banished from the valley. They are almost invisible and are only truly obvious on close inspection; however, Rodolfo is particularly reluctant to ever speak of their origins.
- A clear optimist, Rodolfo makes an effort to see the best in every situation. Always positive, the Charizard chooses to reserve all judgement of people and strives to find something beautiful hidden away in even the cruellest of beings. As a result, it is extremely difficult to anger Rodolfo. He skims over the nastiness, instead devoting his attention to whatever good he can decipher from his company and surroundings. Understandably, his constant cheeriness can succeed in irritating people, but Rodolfo’s optimism is mainly a defence method developed from years of bullying.
- Rodolfo loves people. Incredibly friendly and bordering foolish in his trustworthiness, the Charizard cannot stand solitude. Even if he is mocked or ridiculed by his company, he takes comfort in the fact that he isn’t alone anymore. Conversation isn’t required – a heartbeat alone completely sets the dragon at ease. However, his determination to stay in company can be somewhat pathetic. When threatened with abandonment, Rodolfo panics, memories of his banishment flooding back to him. The Charizard becomes almost hysterical, resorted to a grovelling wreck and reluctant to let his company out of his sight. So fearful of rejection, Rodolfo is extremely eager to please. Ridiculously obedient, the Charizard stoops to great lengths in order to keep the peace and keep his company happy.
- Somewhat soft-spoken, Rodolfo has extremely low self-esteem. He considers himself inferior to his company, especially when comparing himself to the typical ideals of a Charizard. Alerted he was a disappointment from a young age, Rodolfo still firmly believes that he isn’t worthy of any luck that comes his way. As a result, he is exceedingly grateful for any kindness paid to him. He struggles to get his voice heard and is terrified of making decisions. Responsibility is something that severely concerns Rodolfo, and so, he will usually try to create a democracy among the group where everyone’s opinion counts.
- In-tune with the emotion of others, the Charizard is surprisingly sensitive for his kind. The emotions of his company spread to him in an instant, and Rodolfo becomes a quiet, but concerned shoulder to lean on. Whilst he sometimes struggles to offer legitimate advice, Rodolfo hates to see sadness or anger in others and will do everything he can to secure emotional peace. He seems to know when to remain silent, when to crack a joke or try and shed some light on the situation – his reactions are subtle but gentle, considerate, and intended to do nothing but help.
- Constantly alert for danger, it would be an understatement to the say the fire-type was jumpy. Quick to react to loud sounds or sudden appearances, Rodolfo is undeniably a bit of a ‘scaredy-cat’. The epidemic has only worsened this trait to an extent where the Charizard’s entire body will freeze up at even the quietest rustling of leaves. He remains ever attentive, though can be somewhat comical to watch in his exaggerated reactions to the more harmless things.
- Somewhat clumsy, Rodolfo has absolutely no problem in laughing at himself. Blessed with a good sense of humour, the Charizard is rarely without a smile on his face. He will burst into laughter at the dumbest of jokes and even when they’re not funny, will manage a chuckle for the sake of politeness.
- Despite his mainly amiable personality, Rodolfo was banished from the valley for a reason – his cowardice. Although many species outside the Chamander evolution chain wouldn’t consider attacking weaker opponents a valid reason to condemn one to a life of shame, Rodolfo is fully aware of the mistakes he made in the past. He is filled with immense guilt at the thought of the pokémon he had battled as a means to train accompanied with the ridiculing banishment that eventually followed. Reminded of these painful memories, Rodolfo is extremely non-confrontational. Squeamish to blood and reluctant to fight, the Charizard usually flees at the sight of the undead or unfriendly survivors – however, he can justify battling if it is to protect a friend. In this respect, Rodolfo isn’t as cowardly as he considers himself – willing to face his fears to ensure the safety of his company.
- Rodolfo is considered a coward for battling opponents far weaker than himself in order to evolve. For his crimes, he was banished from the valley and received a particularly violent beating, leaving him with many fading scars.
- Rodolfo hasn’t had prolonged contact with a pokémon since he was banished from the valley – approximately two years. This has fuelled a habit of talking to himself and a far too trusting nature.
- His older brother is Marco the Charizard.
- Rodolfo is very recently infected, specifically during his time on the Underground, Johto team. He is, however, very weak to the virus' development and is turning at an exceptionally fast pace.
Text Color; #B13E0F
Flame Burst, Wing Attack, Slash, Flamethrower
Likes To Fight
National Dex No./Species;
#006 Charizard / The Flame Pokémon
Charizard flies around the sky in search of powerful opponents. It breathes fire of such great heat that it melts anything. However, it never turns its fiery breath on any opponent weaker than itself.
Born in the Charicific Valley, Marco was the eldest son of a pair of well-respected Charizards known for the incredible aggression. Showered with attention from the moment his egg hatched, the Charmander grew a healthy, popular youngster – quickly established as the leader of his group of friends, possessing his parent’s unfathomable desire to battle. Despite the natural aggression that was instilled in the youth, Marco was otherwise a kind, well-rounded child – the perfect son. However, his parents thought otherwise, choosing to bring another child into the world.
At the equivalent of ten years old, Rodolfo was born. Admittedly, Marco hated his baby brother at first. The youngster stole all the attention, praised for the smallest of achievements as Marco vigorously trained to meet his parent’s high expectations. He was expected to be an inspiration for his brother, show him the path to success in life, and whilst reluctant to share his success, Marco was obedient. However, over the years, it quickly became obvious that there was no competition. Rodolfo was just... different. He had no interest in battling, and whilst Marco evolved into a Charmeleon, his younger brother grew used to the title of ‘freak’. Helpless to stop the bullying of his sibling, Marco at first distanced himself from his brother, ashamed to share the creature’s blood – but, he soon realized what he was doing was wrong. Rodolfo had no-one – even their parents had turned their attention from the peculiar Charmander. So, Marco took it upon himself to make his brother’s life a little more bearable.
The siblings grew close over the years, Marco ushering Rodolfo to try out battling like the other youngsters and using his influence to minimize any bullying. There was some improvement, but like all brothers, the pair was prone to arguments. Despite the bickering, they knew they were family and resolved their disputes by the day’s end.
As time passed, Marco grew into a muscular, well-respected adolescent, a keen battler with an eye for the ladies. He was envied by many of his age for his incredible stamina and determination to make something of himself, whilst his charms were enough to send the valley’s females into a swooning love of him. He was the first of his generation to evolve into a Charizard, proud of his achievement as he continued his hard-work, fighting to become the strongest. His relationship with both his brother and his parents were at its best, he’d met a beautiful female that he’d intended to call his mate and life was generally at a high for the Charizard. However, Rodolfo’s aloofness was beginning to concern him. His brother would routinely leave the valley each day – his destination and motives a mystery, as he returned cheery each night. Concerned, Marco approached him on the topic, only to hear that Rodolfo had been training by battling weaker opponents. The valley held the traditional values that their kind should never harm the weak and the revelation both shocked and disgusted Marco. Despite his brother’s begging to keep the secret, Marco turned his back on the Charmeleon without another word.
Despite his disapproval, Marco couldn’t bring himself to alert the group of his sibling’s cowardice. Instead, he kept his mouth shut, effectively disowning his brother as he focused on his life with his mate, Maria. They had plans to raise children, both Charizards deeply in love and eager to one day have a family of their own. Marco continued with his training, regularly battling other males in the clan to keep his stats increasing whilst paying no mind to his rebellious brother. Unfortunately, the bliss came to a halt the day Rodolfo evolved.
Many of the clan were suspicious to Rodolfo’s sudden evolution, and soon connected the transformation with his regular trips out of the valley. His brother was challenged by another male in the group, determined to make a spectacle of the non-confrontational creature, resulting in a bloody battle. At the time, Marco was with his partner, discussing the concept of leaving the valley to start their own life together in the world. Oblivious to the ridicule and eventual banishment of his brother, Marco arrived at the scene an hour after the incident, searching for Rodolfo. Whilst they had never spoken as much as they used to, Marco still loved his brother and intended to alert him of his intentions to start anew. He was nowhere to be found. Confused, Marco asked his parents who soon enlightened him to what had happened in his absence – Rodolfo had been banished for cowardice.
Heartbroken at the loss of his brother, Marco became infuriated. He snarled at his parents, demanding a reason to why they’d abandon their own son so cruelly. In his anger, Marco took his dispute to the clan’s alpha, at first begging him to reconsider the banishment – his request fell on deaf ears. Unable to control his emotional turmoil, Marco attacked – fought out of a need to avenge his brother, only to emerge victorious to be named as the new alpha. At the sudden turn of events, the group was divided at Marco’s new dominance. Many had once adored the rational male, but their opinions of him had been tarnished by his brother’s reputation. Marco would not stand to hear such mockery. He delivered an ultimatum – those who did not wish to follow orders were to leave, immediately.
Marco quickly asserted his dominance, proving to be a fair, but somewhat emotionally conflicted leader. He took his responsibilities seriously, ensuring peace remained in the valley under his watchful eyes, but he could never forgive his parents, or himself. Rodolfo’s banishment had been a devastating blow to the Charizard, wracking him with guilt for not intervening. He grew distant from his mate, the once affectionate family-man too engrossed with his duties and emotional stress to dedicate any time to leisure. He remained the alpha for a little over two years, his reign coming to an end at the arrival of the epidemic.
The valley was swarmed with the undead, all of the clan’s Charizards willing to fight to the death for their friends, family and home. Marco held the same beliefs, brutal in his defence of his mate, but things were quickly going downhill. They were outnumbered – many falling from the sheer volume of infected appearing out of nowhere. The Charizard had already seen his parents die, and the moment his mate was slain, Marco couldn’t stand to see further bloodshed. Ordering any survivors to flee, Marco took off into the sky. He doubted they would listen, condemn him a coward with their dying breaths as they battled on till the very end. Without a look back, Marco set off into the world.
Travelling the regions aimlessly, Marco found himself devoid of purpose. Falling into a horrific state of depression at the loss of everyone he had come to love, the Charizard contemplated suicide on several occasions, believing that he now had nothing left to live for. The world was decaying – he couldn’t escape the virus forever, so why fight it? But no, clinging onto the hope that he might discover more survivors, Marco has continued his journey through all the regions in search of humans and pokémon in need. Killing any undead that cross his path, the Charizard’s luck took a blow in the Johto region were an injury to his left wing forced him to land. Vulnerable on foot, but determined to not fall prey to the monsters of the land, Marco has since been travelling the region, awaiting the healing of his wing.
Significantly larger than average, Marco is a prime example of the kind of Charizard born and raised in the famous Charicific Valley. Well-built and muscular, the dragon is of normal coloration and holds an air of quiet confidence and complete control. His wingspan is greater than usual, however following a close call with an undead, one hangs limply, injured on his back. He’s under the impression he has torn a ligament and thus is currently unable to fly.
Marco has a strong, handsome facial structure – his horns also larger in appearance, whilst he observes the world with a hard, grey stare. Considered to be particularly intimidating on first impressions, the Charizard is understandably a fearsome opponent, worthy of his powerful physique although not entirely a brute. Beneath the cold exterior, Marco is as kindly as the next pokémon.
- Rational and realistic, Marco was always considered the serious brother – usually too wrapped up in trying to achieve his goals to spare anytime for leisure. This trait only strengthened over the years, leading many to believe that the Charizard was nothing but an ambitious, hard-working creature missing out on the true beauty of life. Marco has recently come to realize this, furious at his own self-obsession. He is aware that he has misplaced priorities – that for a long time, he valued battling over his family – but has of late made an effort to change his ways. He will stop to look at the surroundings, but nowadays the view is fairly bleak.
- Marco is undeniably very physically strong – his stature alone demonstrates the power that he has learnt to harness over years of regular training. On first impressions, many consider him intimidating and a creature to be feared – and to his enemies, it is exactly what they receive. Those who get on the wrong side of the fire-type discover the true, raw fury of a Charizard entirely motivated by pent-up emotion. Marco is a merciless opponent. He has no qualms about death, and whilst he would rather not rip his opponent to shreds, sometimes he realizes that it is necessary. However, like all traditionalist Charizards, Marco would never attack an opponent weaker than himself.
- Intelligent, Marco is mainly well-learnt, albeit a little rough around the edges. He’s not particularly sensitive and tends to state cold, hard facts in scenarios that require a more hopeful, optimistic approach. He doesn’t know the meaning of sugar-coating, often coming across as inconsiderate and somewhat of a pessimist when attempting to offer advice. Having spent almost all of his life in the Charicific Valley in a clan ruled by strength, Marco has little appreciation for manners. In fact, he often struggles to understand particularly high-class accents, having a somewhat limited vocabulary when it comes to conversation of humans. Having never set foot in a city since the attack on the valley, Marco is utterly clueless to the way in which the humans had lived. However, from childhood tales designed to scare, he tends to think of them as manipulative, violent creatures.
- Despite his somewhat scary appearance, Marco is really a big softie. A self-proclaimed ‘family man’, the Charizard loves children and automatically adopts a paternal role in the company of young pokémon. Easy-going and friendly, Marco is incredibly protective over the weak – willing to fight to the death to ensure that the less experienced stay firmly out of harm’s way. His bravery is admirable, although Marco has been known to push his luck. Determined to follow traditionalist views, the fire-type always fights opponents stronger than himself. Some may consider his beliefs foolish, but Marco lives for the thrill of battle, always one to enjoy the violent spectacle and occasionally known to gloat about his victories. He is extremely confident in his abilities and will rarely turn down a fight – playful or otherwise.
- Despite his usually laid-back demeanour, Marco is extremely troubled by his past. He cannot forgive himself for not intervening with Rodolfo’s banishment, and entirely blames himself for his sibling’s rough childhood. He is determined in the belief that had he accepted his brother more firmly, they would still be in contact today. As well as the loss of his sibling, Marco is filled with guilt at the memory of the undead’s attack on the valley. He is haunted by the death of his parents and mate, furious that he was unable to save them. Always expecting too much of himself, Marco unintentionally worsens his guilt by naturally piling the blame for the slightest of problems on his fragile mind.
- Marco has spent his entire life restricted to the Charicific Valley, and as a result, knows very little about humans. He was always led to believe they were violent monsters that enslaved pokémon, so understandably, he has extreme difficult in identifying with pokémon that were once owned. Despite his initial beliefs, he is eager to develop his knowledge about the species.
- His younger brother is Rodolfo the Charizard.
- Marco became infected after Rodolfo slashed the left side of his face, his claws coated in undead blood. Marco shows more resilience to the virus' development, yet as of yet remains unaware of contracting it. He knows full well that his brother is infected.
- Rodolfo and Marco are named after the Italian immigrants in Arthur Miller’s play ‘A View Over The Bridge’. They are in no way based off of them, however.
- Adopted, but I was the original owner/creator.