Some natural ancient instinct kicks in, and, ignoring (video's character's name here *facepalm*) i lurch back, and whip my tail in front of me.. "Darcrawl!" I shout in poke speech... then calming down.. "Apologies... what were you saying? Who is thy enemy?"
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Ravnica, city of guilds, and 'tis with the Izzet that I shall take my stand.
"Ahh!" I shout once I hear him shout... I then say "Th-the entire Darcrawl hall of Hoenn... they kicked me out because I started a rally against their new leader, who I didn't like, and who forces others to steal... something I coudln't do."
"The heck..." I mutter seeing them. I decide if the, whatever he is, did not attack, he was friendly. "Sorry, my name is Emile," I say walking up to him.
I say to the Darcrawl... "Apologies, I know of the war.. it's 'in my blood' but I am but a hybrid, I will have nothing to do with it..."
Then, when Emile approaches...
I turn to him, and hold out a slightly clawed hand
"My name is Thrasamund Thorval" i say
I look down at the Pokemob and shrug seeing it speak in its own language. I return my Snivy to her Pokeball deciding it seemed safe for the time being.
I laugh, "I am a Hybrid...part, er... Mostly Human, but this.. Tail.." i say, waving the six foot long appendage "and my claws and teeth" i say grinning.. "Are all parts of Catchrat... one of the more evil pokemon species..." i say
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Ravnica, city of guilds, and 'tis with the Izzet that I shall take my stand.
"Well, I understood what you said... but, you should be more careful with that." I say to the hybrid, I then tell him "Oh, and, while THEY called me Shadow Claw, you can call me Robert."
I facepalm, leaving a small scratch..
"Sorry..." i say..
"I said: "I am a Hybrid...part, er... Mostly Human, but this.. Tail..and my claws and teeth Are all parts of Catchrat... one of the more evil pokemon species..."
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Name: Dylian Feralador
Age: 14
Species: Human/Eevee
Level: 9
Appearance: Almost always wear a coat… that make people believe it’s made with fur. A bit short, brown eyes and hair. His neck is actually fur from his body. He also had eevee ears, that he hides under a bandana that he always has on. Also... his eevee tail is rather small... and hidden.
Bio: Dylian was born in Hoenn, in a small house near Oldale. He was not always a hybrid… so he though. At a youth age of 12, Dylian was a very energetic child. He would jump around and try to have fun. The problem was… he was always moving around and accidentally breaks things. One day, his parents decided to go take a small vacation without him, leaving him with his grand-father. His grand-father though, was a specialist with DNA, and would always have a fur coat with him, and a gentleman’s hat (*Wink*). That day, Dylian was simply playing around with his grand-father’s house pet, a skitty. The skitty would run away, and jump on Dylian. Then while playing a bit too much, the skitty hit a jar… that contained the ashes of his grand-father’s first pet, an eevee. His grand-father was furious, and saw Dylian near the urn, and the skitty running away. He then looked at Dylian. He started to back away, scared. His grand-father’s then started to clean up the urn, and sighed. He then started to do…. Some eevee sounds, and the skitty started walking towards them, scared. Dylian was looking at his grand-father, perplex and confused. How did he... His grand-father’s then looked back at him. After having cleaned up the mess, and moaned a bit about his old friend, he walked to Dylian, and told him it was not his fault… that it was an accident from the skitty. Dylian did not understand what happen. He asked his grand-father’s how he knew… and how he did these weird noises. He simply laugh, telling him that it seemed that there were some family secrets that were not meant to be shown to others. Dylian continued to ask. It was then that his grand-father asked him something… if he ever felt like he was different than others. Dylian did not exactly know what he was talking about. He did feel different… but… why. Then… the clock rang. They started to go to bed.
That night thought, he sensed that he was having… fur around the neck. The next morning… when he looked at the mirror, he screamed, seeing the collar. His grand-father then came up, and saw what happen. He looked at him, and smiled. He then told him something… that he had the choice now… to continue and see an other way to live… as a hybrid… or to live as a normal human… All was decided with 2 drinks (Matrix reference ftw). Dylian was still youth, and not sure, but he wanted to see a new world… and he wanted to be able to speak with the pokemons like his grand-father did. He decided to continue the transformation.
Days later… his parents came back home, to see the transformation Dylian had. They were furious against Dylian’s grandfather, asking him to change him back. It was too late though; there were no way to reverse it. It was the last time he had spoken with his grandfather after that… His parents tried to hide the fact that he was a hybrid now, with a coat and a bandana, which did work well.
Years later thought, everyone started to know what Dylian was. Whispers… gossips… Dylian could not stand it. He decided to leave the house, to travel the world. He thought that maybe if he would win the league… people would respect him for what he was. So he was off, even if his parents wanted him to stay. That was the day he started his journey.
Items: A everstone (No wonder lol), 5 pokeballs, 700 poke, X- transceiver, 1 potion.
Moves: Helping hand, Shadowball
Pokemon: None for now… (Might go to lab to get one)
(There we go... after all this time... I decided to go hybrid... Hope this is ok... lol)
((That is... Acceptable! You may begin, Dylian :P)) "Well, you don't seem evil to me... and, I'm not bad... even if I am a Darcrawl..." I say to the hybrid, I then ask him "Um... what's your name?"
"Darcrawl!" I shout in poke speech... then calming down..
"Apologies... what were you saying? Who is thy enemy?"
"Apologies, I know of the war.. it's 'in my blood' but I am but a hybrid, I will have nothing to do with it..."
Then, when Emile approaches...
I turn to him, and hold out a slightly clawed hand
"My name is Thrasamund Thorval" i say
"Nope.." i say.. looking at the Darcrawl
"I am a Hybrid...part, er... Mostly Human, but this.. Tail.." i say, waving the six foot long appendage "and my claws and teeth" i say grinning..
"Are all parts of Catchrat... one of the more evil pokemon species..." i say
"Sorry..." i say..
"I said: "I am a Hybrid...part, er... Mostly Human, but this.. Tail..and my claws and teeth Are all parts of Catchrat... one of the more evil pokemon species..."
Age: 14
Species: Human/Eevee
Level: 9
Appearance: Almost always wear a coat… that make people believe it’s made with fur. A bit short, brown eyes and hair. His neck is actually fur from his body. He also had eevee ears, that he hides under a bandana that he always has on. Also... his eevee tail is rather small... and hidden.
Bio: Dylian was born in Hoenn, in a small house near Oldale. He was not always a hybrid… so he though. At a youth age of 12, Dylian was a very energetic child. He would jump around and try to have fun. The problem was… he was always moving around and accidentally breaks things. One day, his parents decided to go take a small vacation without him, leaving him with his grand-father. His grand-father though, was a specialist with DNA, and would always have a fur coat with him, and a gentleman’s hat (*Wink*). That day, Dylian was simply playing around with his grand-father’s house pet, a skitty. The skitty would run away, and jump on Dylian. Then while playing a bit too much, the skitty hit a jar… that contained the ashes of his grand-father’s first pet, an eevee. His grand-father was furious, and saw Dylian near the urn, and the skitty running away. He then looked at Dylian. He started to back away, scared. His grand-father’s then started to clean up the urn, and sighed. He then started to do…. Some eevee sounds, and the skitty started walking towards them, scared. Dylian was looking at his grand-father, perplex and confused. How did he... His grand-father’s then looked back at him. After having cleaned up the mess, and moaned a bit about his old friend, he walked to Dylian, and told him it was not his fault… that it was an accident from the skitty. Dylian did not understand what happen. He asked his grand-father’s how he knew… and how he did these weird noises. He simply laugh, telling him that it seemed that there were some family secrets that were not meant to be shown to others. Dylian continued to ask. It was then that his grand-father asked him something… if he ever felt like he was different than others. Dylian did not exactly know what he was talking about. He did feel different… but… why. Then… the clock rang. They started to go to bed.
That night thought, he sensed that he was having… fur around the neck. The next morning… when he looked at the mirror, he screamed, seeing the collar. His grand-father then came up, and saw what happen. He looked at him, and smiled. He then told him something… that he had the choice now… to continue and see an other way to live… as a hybrid… or to live as a normal human… All was decided with 2 drinks (Matrix reference ftw). Dylian was still youth, and not sure, but he wanted to see a new world… and he wanted to be able to speak with the pokemons like his grand-father did. He decided to continue the transformation.
Days later… his parents came back home, to see the transformation Dylian had. They were furious against Dylian’s grandfather, asking him to change him back. It was too late though; there were no way to reverse it. It was the last time he had spoken with his grandfather after that… His parents tried to hide the fact that he was a hybrid now, with a coat and a bandana, which did work well.
Years later thought, everyone started to know what Dylian was. Whispers… gossips… Dylian could not stand it. He decided to leave the house, to travel the world. He thought that maybe if he would win the league… people would respect him for what he was. So he was off, even if his parents wanted him to stay. That was the day he started his journey.
Items: A everstone (No wonder lol), 5 pokeballs, 700 poke, X- transceiver, 1 potion.
Moves: Helping hand, Shadowball
Pokemon: None for now… (Might go to lab to get one)
(There we go... after all this time... I decided to go hybrid... Hope this is ok... lol)
"Well, you don't seem evil to me... and, I'm not bad... even if I am a Darcrawl..." I say to the hybrid, I then ask him "Um... what's your name?"