@Ambra So when you Say there can only be 1 starter are you referring to each player can only have 1 starter or as an entire group we can only have 1 starter.
@UndeadSpartan I edited the things you asked about. Changed some ages around and the whole egg thing. The ears are definitely not part of my character, I honestly just thought the rest of it fit well enough for how i imagined him
Name: Dante Age: 20 Sex: M Orientation: Heterosexual Place of Birth: (I'll have proper descriptions of a few villages once I'll put up the OoC)
Appearance: A tall man dressed like he belongs in the upper echelon. A further inspection he is wearing thick clothes and leather. He has long blonde hair that is tied up at the back. If you were to reveal his hands they are look discolored and burned on the palms. His eyes are a deep blue with a messy ring of hazel, brown, and almost red around his pupil. Definitely no pointy ears here
Personality: Self-centered and nihilistic. Throughout Dante’s life he has been proven time and time again that the world is truly without inherent meaning. The only meaning in this world is what you give it. So care for yourself and only a few and tell the rest of the world to go fuck itself
Skills: Alchemical knowledge Herbalist Knowledge Swordplay Sneaking Tracking Sleight of Hand
Inventory: An Iron stiletto A vial of fast acting poison An Antidote for the fast acting poison A rudimentary chemistry kit (Basically a bunch of tubes and glass sticks A backpack that carries his clothes Leather armour and heavy wool clothing
Background: Dante came From XXXX. He was raised by his mother and father. Things were good until hi father had to leave to join the war efforts. His father quickly died in battle and none of his belongings returned. His mother quickly remarried because she couldn’t support herself on her own. From there both his mother and Dante suffered from the man she married and from the siblings. Dante’s mother did not let this happen for long until she slit her new husband's eye and ran with a cart full of goods, leaving Dante behind. Dante didn’t blame his mother for leaving him. In fact, he started to think he would have done the same. Dante started to take the majority of the abuse from his “family”. The worse it got is when the older boys dunked his hands in an acid. It disfigured Dante's hand for life, making them appear constantly burned and discolored with a green hue. However this just fueled his hatred for the aristocrats even more. He used the library there to learn of some science and mainly focused on weaponizing his knowledge. Once he knew enough he left at the age of 15. Not before continuing his mother’s work and this time stabbing his father's only good eye with a small parrying knife covered with a poison that would make the wound burn long after it would heal. He headed out and started doing as he pleased as a thief with a little bit of assassination work if he could.
Pokémon: Shelgon Nickname: Crackers
Ability: Rockhead
Item: N/A
Bond: Dante raised crackers from an egg. He was hired to assassinate an old soldier who was being a bit too vigilant for his liking. Dante followed him and a group out to the forest. Upon there the group was attacked by a Salamence they could not hope to survive this encounter Dante just sat and waited for them to die. Much to Dante’s surprise the group slayed the Salamence and the only one left standing was the soldier. Dante then stabbed him through the heart. He started collecting the valuable when he then spotted a nest with an egg inside. He could guess it belonged to the Salamence. As he touched it it was warm to the touch and he could feel a heartbeat. At that moment he had thought “Fuck it, why not?” He picked up the egg and it with him. Later that same day the small Bagon popped out bright eyed and new to the world. And it looked hungry. So Dante now being in a bit of a rush tossed some crackers at the Bagon and it loved them. So Dante named him crackers. A few years later Bagon evolved to Shelgon. And that is where they are now. Dante found a lot of interest in Crackers. It seemed like from birth it knew that it wanted to fly and that was what drove it. Dante found the Bagon's excitement to get stronger motivated Dante to be more proactive in a way too. He strives to help Bagon so he became an even better thief to get more food and have to spend less time having to do jobs. Shelgon helped him do a job once or twice by dragon raging someone who was running away. But I guess you could say it somehow turned into a parental kinda relationship between the 2.
Personality: He would like to say he is relaxed, but he is just the person who does a lot of stuff in quiet. He sets very strict routines for himself and his response is “my schedule is my schedule, and I don’t change my schedule.” Other then that he loves helping people, it’s why he thought the military was a good suit for him. He becomes clueless in what to do in complicated situations that involve him and usually just tries to ignore it and hope it works out
Family:
Father: Samuel Manchester Age 52. A well known and respected Doctor. He holds the stance that Slirl could prove to be dangerous and lead to an opium like epidemic that happened in the early 21st century. He held a strong stance on it to this day. Saffron doesn’t partially get along with his father
Mother: Maria Manchester Age 49. She was my father’s first love and is still to this day. She works at the clinic with my father as a RN. She holds a lot of the same political stances as my father. Unlike my father, she believes that childhood should be filled with freedom and support rather than rigid schedules and strict obedience.
Power: His power consists of major boost to his endurance and durability. Not only that he seemed to get stronger when he was being pushed. The longer he was pushed the stronger he became.This came with the benefit that he felt closer to the earth than before. His hair changed to this unnatural yellow. He also knows that the longer he is pushed the more he feels the want to keep going like he is on some kind of drug. It would also make his eyes increasingly more yellow to the point of neon if he let himself get too pushed. Because of this he tries to remain at a normal pace.
Thoughts on drug: At first Saffron was fine with the drug, He didn’t interact with it at all until he was 17. And even after the change he didn’t blame the drug for what happened. His father told him that he didn’t trust it, but saffron ignored his fathers warnings and took the drug either way. He blames himself for what has happened to him not the drug
Thoughts on the change: He was freaked out about the changes. If his recruiter or father found out it would ruin his life so he has to hide it. He did find the extra endurance to be quite useful in basic training for the more physically demanding parts. Though he had to take care in the more high stress ones to avoid being shown
Time at the Mansion: He got there about 2 weeks before the Starting date. I was discovered when I got involved in a fight that got out of hand so quick and was shot at. I lived and with no injury. At this point some people already knew what a misfit was so. I was taken to the Mansion
Likes: Sports, Martial Arts, Cars, Guns, History Buff, Reading (Almost only fiction though), Volunteering (He picked that up from a good friend named James)
Dislikes: Flaky Personalities, Country Music (Specifically because of his dad), Anime (Usually keeps that to himself though), Disrespect to anyone.
I was out celebrating with my Friends. I was finally going to join the military after months of convincing mom and dad to let me join. Then James pulled out Some Slirl, I wasn’t going to be able to drink this stuff in the military so lets get some now.
I drink so much Slirl, too much Slirl. I felt great, more alive than I’ve ever been. So I went for a little drive in my Jeep, I was speeding on the back-roads in the middle of the night. Bump up and down with the road. I have never been this exhilarated In my life. Then I saw the deer. I swerved as quickly as I could to avoid the deer but I guess I forgot what to do after because I drove straight into a tree and was launched out the windshield, guess I wasn’t wearing my seat belt. At that moment I just laid there waiting for the pain to kick in that way I could access how dead I was. But the pain never came, I stood up and the only thing damaged on me was my clothes and my phone. But I was fine. I started to freak out and started to just run. Next thing I was at home, in my bed, with a seriously pissed off father.
He asked if I was okay, I told him I was. He sighed in relief. And then he asked about the car. I squirmed and then admitted to him that it was totaled somewhere in the forest. He sighed again. After that he revoked is signature to let me join the military early.
Personality: He would like to say he is relaxed, but he is just the person who does a lot of stuff in quiet. He sets very strict routines for himself and his response is “my schedule is my schedule, and I don’t change my schedule.” Other then that he loves helping people, it’s why he thought the military was a good suit for him. He becomes clueless in what to do in complicated situations that involve him and usually just tries to ignore it and hope it works out
Family:
Father: Samuel Manchester Age 52. A well known and respected Doctor. He holds the stance that Slirl could prove to be dangerous and lead to an opium like epidemic that happened in the early 21st century. He held a strong stance on it to this day. Saffron doesn’t partially get along with his father
Mother: Maria Manchester Age 49. She was my father’s first love and is still to this day. She works at the clinic with my father as a RN. She holds a lot of the same political stances as my father. Unlike my father, she believes that childhood should be filled with freedom and support rather than rigid schedules and strict obedience.
Power: His power consists of major boost to his endurance and durability. Not only that he seemed to get stronger when he was being pushed. The longer he was pushed the stronger he became.This came with the benefit that he felt closer to the earth than before. His hair changed to this unnatural yellow. He also knows that the longer he is pushed the more he feels the want to keep going like he is on some kind of drug. It would also make his eyes increasingly more yellow to the point of neon if he let himself get too pushed. Because of this he tries to remain at a normal pace.
Thoughts on drug: At first Saffron was fine with the drug, He didn’t interact with it at all until he was 17. And even after the change he didn’t blame the drug for what happened. His father told him that he didn’t trust it, but saffron ignored his fathers warnings and took the drug either way. He blames himself for what has happened to him not the drug
Thoughts on the change: He was freaked out about the changes. If his recruiter or father found out it would ruin his life so he has to hide it. He did find the extra endurance to be quite useful in basic training for the more physically demanding parts. Though he had to take care in the more high stress ones to avoid being shown
Time at the Mansion: He got there about 2 weeks before the Starting date. I was discovered when I got involved in a fight that got out of hand so quick and was shot at. I lived and with no injury. At this point some people already knew what a misfit was so. I was taken to the Mansion
Likes: Sports, Martial Arts, Cars, Guns, History Buff, Reading (Almost only fiction though), Volunteering (He picked that up from a good friend named James)
Dislikes: Flakey Personalities, Country Music (Specifically because of his dad), Anime (Usually keeps that to himself though), Disrespect to anyone.
Awakening of Powers: I was out celebrating with my Friends. I was finally going to join the military after months of convincing mom and dad to let me join. Then James pulled out Some Slirl, I wasn’t going to be able to drink this stuff in the military so lets get some now.
I drink so much Slirl, too much Slirl. I felt great, more alive than I’ve ever been. So I went for a little drive in my Jeep, I was speeding on the backroads in the middle of the night. Bump up and down with the road. I have never been this exhilarated In my life. Then I saw the deer. I swerved as quickly as I could to avoid the deer but I guess I forgot what to do after because I drove straight into a tree and was launched out the windshield, guess I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt. At that moment I just laid there waiting for the pain to kick in that way I could access how dead I was. But the pain never came, I stood up and the only thing damaged on me was my clothes and my phone. But I was fine. I started to freak out and started to just run. Next thing I was at home, in my bed, with a seriously pissed off father.
He asked if I was okay, I told him I was. He sighed in relief. And then he asked about the car. I squirmed and then admitted to him that it was totaled somewhere in the forest. He sighed again. After that he revoked is signature to let me join the military early.