[hider=Brandish the Piplup] [center] [img]http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/thumb/b/b1/393Piplup.png/250px-393Piplup.png[/img] [color=0072bc]Name:[/color] Brandish [color=0072bc]Level:[/color] 10 [color=0072bc]Ability:[/color] Defiant [color=0072bc]Moveset:[/color] Pound Bubble Growl Water Pulse < Tutored by parents(if that's allowed? if not, i'll remove) [color=0072bc]Nature:[/color] Modest [color=0072bc]Personality: [/color] A gentle, and kind soul, a very modest and loving person who acknowledges the fact that talent and strength cannot be nurtured through excessive force or begging, and is not a gift. Raised by his two loving empoleon parents, the piplup took mostly after his mother, and can be described as thoughtful, forgiving, determined but politely modest, never boasting nor antagonizing his own, or anyone elses' skills, as the young water pokemon wishes to display that is is both mature, and realistic when it comes to his own expectations. This isn't to say he won't sprout confidence for his friends to boost their moral however. Brandish loves making others happy, and seeing their smiles makes every day a joy. Though his protective attitude forces him to always watch the backs of those around him, to protect them from harm. Brandish always attempts to display a peaceful, modest presence like some form of knight, though being a child, his childlike nature and love for adventure like any child would get can sometimes take over, causing a swift change from polite well mannered knight into a bustling bag of joy depending on the situation, though he swiftly will apologize should he become too boisterous. In shot, he is a honest, charitable and well mannered young lad, a role model for others around him, though that isn't to say he has his downsides, becoming too clingy to others or down right too persistent and stubborn can get him into a lot of trouble. He also never likes to steal, and gets upset when others do it, wanting people to do the right thing. The very burden of wanting to protect everyone can be a heavy stone ontop a child, and this is no different to Brandish. He'll need all the support he can get to uphold that goal. [color=0072bc]History:[/color] Born in Medburn and having grown up there since he was an egg, Brandish has always been surrounded by people he could depend on, his loving parents, many friendly and happy pokemon, it was a life he always wanted to keep. The desire to make sure that every life here in Medburn and beyond could co-exist in harmony and joy with one another, a reality where total peace was possible, and the true end to his life story, that is what he desired, and to do so, he looked up to the one person he knew who had upheld that desire longer than he has, his mother, Aquaberge. A peace keeping modest and loving kind knight who has resided in Medburn as a stong and very capable empoleon, a knight who has protected the town for many years, and done her absolute best to protect it from the dangers of the world around her, having even seen the Stargate open in her time, though she doesn't tell this to the young Brandish. With such a positive role model, Brandish expressed in great joy that he wished to be like her, and wanted to become a knight himself to protect his family and friends. Touched at his desire to protect, Aquaberge humored his curiosities and while he was being taught knowledge in school, when he came home, his mother put him into training a small bit at a time from a young age, in the hopes that he will one day become strong enough to protect the town and its surrounding world after she is gone. Of course, she never once mentioned death to the child, for fear of what he might think, though she did ponder to herself if Brandish really knew what it would take to become a Knight, or better yet, a hero. She trained him in his physical abilities, taught him how to behave, how to speak around others and how to analyse and learn about the situations and grievances of others, to console and help their hearts feel peace. Slowly but surely, he has been making headway into learning these things. The town of Medburn are well aware of Brandish and his heroic knightly mother, and most would no doubt find it both rather cute and very noble of the boy to want to pursue such a dangerous yet honorable lifestyle, and are patiently waiting and seeing if the boy can keep himself together and hold his head up high to keep his goal straight, and if he will continue on the path of the hero should he know the more troubling and less loving parts of selflessness, to give up ones own joy and love for others, that death is the natural progression of heroes, and that they are not eternal, always having to pass on the blade to another, and that when it comes down to it, a heroes death will almost always be a painful, grueling one, filled with unending pain and misery. Of course, the young boy does not know this yet, but when he is older, and is maturing and getting stronger, these things will be taught to him, and it will be up to the boy to determine if this is what he is going to do or not, his own choice will have to be made. For now, he is training, and continuing to better himself, and takes on each new day with a smile and a sprinkle of childish joy. A new day is dawning. [/center] [/hider] [Hider=Zell the Starvia] [center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/BSQ2tMg.jpg[/img] [color=9e0b0f]Name:[/color] Zell [color=9e0b0f]Level:[/color] 30 [color=9e0b0f]Ability:[/color] Intimidate [color=9e0b0f]Moveset:[/color] Aerial Ace Double Team Quick Attack Attract [color=9e0b0f]Nature:[/color] Naughty [color=9e0b0f]Personality:[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"What can I say, chicks dig the badass rebellious type~!"[/color] Zell is a total delinquent. He's greedy, he's narcissistic, he's smug, he's arrogant, selfish, spiteful, aggressive, and a sore loser, but surprisingly he is not as evil as you may suspect. While it's true Zell is someone who absolutely hates the law, hates overly nice and loving types, being absolutely is against any sort of weakness, he is not one to display such cruel evil desires as many would given his personality. Zell for one, is an individual who hates others picking on the weak, and is only sated when he is fighting someone of his skill and speed, hating when others beat down or antagonize children, those weaker than himself, he will flow his energy into a darker, more determined state of mind, having to qualms beating the ever paint huffing christ out of people who think it's "cool" to beat up on those who can't fight back. His narcissistic and overly saturated opinions on himself are displayed with his every feathered flick, smugly raising his head up to display his arrogant superiority, his smug, wide and overly exposed grins and smirks displaying his unyielding confidence and his loud, egotistical tone of voice, his gift to the world in his own eyes. He is the very definition of the "tough, delinquent badboy", showing no signs of ending his extreme vigilantism. That isn't to say he's always a nice guy. He'll definitely get violent and throw down should you insult his body, his way of life or anything to do with him at all, having caused quite a sum of property damage through his love of destruction and explosive events, loving to fight out in the streets just so he can crack a vase over some punks face always leaves him satisfied. He is the Chaotic Neutral type of guy, always looking out for himself and his crew. He wants the world to know he is capable of his own strength, capable of supporting himself and being stronger than the rest of the world. He isn't weak, he would tell himself, to support and reflect his own anxieties. There's more to him that meets the exterior... [color=9e0b0f]History:[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"Just because i'm a punk don't mean i'm a tool! I'l wipe that grin right off your smug **** face!"[/color] Zell wasn't born in Medburn, instead he was born further out, in places where a peaceful night sleep and a cosy bed to sleep against is practically a miracle. Throughout his younger life, Zell wasn't the kindest of children, and to escape the depression of his own annihilation, to feel like he had some form of worth, the staraptor brutally pummeled others around him, as well as got pummeled himself, a brutal bring and receive of slashes, punches and kicks. With education so hard to come by, though did his best to learn as much as he could, yet is still unable to read very well, he isn't exactly the most intelligent literature wise, though when it comes to smelling out the good ones from the bad, he is quite the expert at both this, and street smarts, along with combat. Fighting was something he was forced to be subjected to at a young age, living in such a terrible and lawless society, and is the only thing is properly knows. Without anyone to love him, to he took it into himself that he was the only individual worth loving, that he was the greatest thing on earth because everything else was terrible, and it was his way of coping with a lot of loneliness and depression through his constant struggles. His ruthless determination sought him to separate the wheat from the chaff, the good from the bad. His sheer desire, that overwhelming confidence plus his unbridled resolve eventually helped others kneel to his side and fight by him, he acquired his own small gang of avians, along with other pokemon, and under his dictatorial, intimidating nature, his astounding tenacity, and plenty of blood, it wasn't long before all chaos finally came to a close, and the last one left standing, was him and the rest of his crew, all opposition destroyed, peace at last, and he was now a top this pedestal of power among the others around him, his arrogance unending, as everyone looked up to him as a savior, he felt himself finally having a lot of self worth, he knew he was great, this was exactly what was suppose to happen. Growing up with individuals being picked on, Zell desired to crush all of those who would dare strike against him, anyone who would dare hurt weaklings who had no strength and forcibly made those who did fight him to test their true power, each opponent always failing before his skill. The town which he had lived in was always in ruins, which made a good hideout for his remaining posse, though that didn't stop him from expanding, he needed to acquire more power, and that would be through attacking but not killing various carriages like bandits, stealing supplies, overpowering the law, and otherwise, and although they may only be recent, that hasn't stopped the stir of their name being spread around, all they know is that a flying type leads them, and their name... [color=9e0b0f]The Sanguine Zephyrs[/color] Zell has found himself inside Medburn, his first visit, and has been scoping around the area, looking for fresh blood to recruit, people to pummel, things to destroy, what he didn't realize is that he would he roped up in some form of plot that could change the future for better, or for worse... [/center] [/hider]