caine and colton

[Halloween]

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Text color-
#CC1100
Name-
Caine
Gender-
Male
Level-
31
Age-
18
Moves-
- Flare Blitz (Breeding)
- Heat Wave (Breeding)
- Psyshock (TM)
- Confuse Ray (Level Up)

Ability-
Flash Fire

Nature-
Lonely
Characteristics-
Good perservirance
National Dex No./Species-
#038, Fire Type, Ninetales, the Fox Pokemon

Height-
2'09" - Small c:
Weight-
31.7 lbs -And thin

Pokédex Entry-
Very smart and very vengeful. Grabbing one of its many tails could result in a 1000-year curse.

Item-
Many razors attached onto a necklace around his neck. Is hidden under his thick fur and he rarely shows anyone.

History-
Caine grew up in a terrible home. He was born and raised wild to an Arcanine father and a Growlithe mother. His mother was very small and fragile, but his father was a great beast. He towered over everyone and had many battle scars on him from his days of training with his trainer many years ago. The young vulpix never questioned how he came to be by two of completely different species, and it was never really an issue. They grew up in the wilds of Kanto, avoiding human contact at all costs. Caine was a careful and intelligent child; always ready to please. His mother took good care of him and was very nurturing and kind despite the fact that they were almost the same size. His father was a whole nother story. He was a brute, always being verbally abusive to both his mate and child and controlling them, never allowing the pair to socialize outside of the small family. Caine never knew any different and was a normally happy  child. He became more antisocial and when forced to be around others, like when hunting, he became angred easily and even tried to attack strangers before getting to even know them.

His mother was horrified by this behavior but his father was thrilled. He wanted Caine to become a killer. He began training the small Vulpix to become stronger, sometimes outright beating him to up his endurence. He slowly began to level up with this harsh training and his moral compass began to truly get turned up side down and right and wrong blurred together. Caine's father also fobid Caine and his mother from ever coming in contact with with Fire Stone as that would evolve either of them, but Caine didn't know that. He just blindly listened to his father.

After a few years of this treatment, Caine's life changed forever. He was going to meet up with his father at their usual spot when he came to a horrid sight: his father had his mother pinned to the ground, blood was splattered across the grass of the forest. But the Arcanine was not hurt. Caine cried out his mother's name, running up to where his father was suffocating her. Tears ran down the Vulpix's eyes but his father just stared at him, grinning with blood on his face and a wild light in his eyes. "Run along little boy," he told his son with a chuckle.  Caine could only do just that. Confused and horrified, he fled. Hours later, he still had not seen either of his parents, and Caine was really starting to worry. Where were they? He was in denile about his mother being hurt by his father and in a matter of hours managed to convince himself that he had imagined the whole scene and they were simply out hunting together. Now calmed, Caine set off to search for his mother and father. After hours more of searching, when it had begun to get dark, Caine finally found his mother. Just his mother, but the Growlithe was hurt. Baddly. He ran to her only to see that her stomach had been slashed and many bite wounds on her body. Caine whimpered. What could have done this to her? His brain had already convinced him that his father would never do that to her and even though there was no more heart beat with her, Caine still came up with a plan to save her. He could find a Fire Stone, he could find a Fire Stone and evolve his mother- then she would be okay. Caine convinced himself of this.

He then spent hours late into the night looking and searching his home for that stone that he beleived would save his mother. Near dawn he finally suceeded. Without hesitation, he snatched up the stone in his teeth and ran back to his mother. But when he reached the Growlithe something was wrong; the Fire Stone was missing! Caine retraced his steps and still nothing. He returned to his mother with his heart breaking, crying as he lay next to her. Caine knew then that she was dead. Her body was cold and her eyes glazed. He curled up around the mutalates body only to realize that she was much smaller than she had been... And his fur was a light yellow. Caine realized in shock that he has evolved. The Ninetales spent a long time with his mother's body, well into the afternoon, when his father showed up. Caine cowared in fear as he had disobeyed his father's strictest rule, but the Arcanine did not attack. Instead he spoke with a sadistic smile: "Caine, son... Have you never thought of why you look so much different that her and I?" Uncomprehending, Caine just stared at him. "You see, that corpse was not your real mother. Your real mother is dead and you know who killed her? Why, none other than ME. I killed her and your father, too, but took you as my own." He smirked at the horror on Caine's face. "You see, that wretch did not even care for you or me. I had to take care of her. I mean, I only needed her to care for you when you were a baby, Caine. But not anymore. And you have proved as worthless to me as she has." And with that the old dog lunged, but Caine had been riled up. His emotions stirred as all of his negative feelings for life and everything in general manifested into hatred for the bastard whom he had called father. Without hesitation the Ninetales slashed at the larger canine's throat, ending his life. Caine then turned and simply walked out of the forrest he had grown up in, called home, and never looked back.

He was on his own when the Epidemic started and Kanto became infested with disease. However, he ended up meeting with a Pidgeotto. The bird had been a human owned pokemon but realeased when his human heard of the plauge. The two worked together to survive, aquantinces, nothing more. One day the two found an old human store full of odd disks. Pidgeotto explained that they were TMs, even going as far as grabbing one and using it on Caine before he could object. It ended up being a useful move, but the bird was killed just hours later by the undead. Caine hit a low point and began wishing for suiside, but knew that his Growlithe mother would not approve. She loved him no matter what the Arcanine had said. So he set out to make a statement, even in the terrible place that the world had become. In a fit of rage he accidently cut his face, a small wound beneath his eye that when bled gave the impression of crying blood, and an obsession was struck. Caine was soon purposely making cuts beneath his eyes as to always have bloody 'tears' on his cheeks but he did not stop there. Caine then discovered human razors and knives. He fell in love. He began to collect them, going as far as fancying himself a necklace of the rusty metals that he hid beneath the thick fur aroung his neck and chest. Caine never wanted anyone to see them.

But then he realized how much he enjoyed the physical pain under his eyes- the way that they took away from his mental agony and made the world bearible- that he wanted to take it farther. He developed a way to cold the blades he collected for his necklace and just began slicing at his own flesh, mostly his wrists and ankles, constantly having them bleed. The self inflicted wounds made him feel proud, empowered and no one could take it from him. Caine became uncaring and conceited, sometimes even beleiving that the undead were after his precious knives. One day, with no warning at all, Caine was in a place he did not recognize. It couldn't have been Kanto. Confused and disorianted, Caine dis the only thing that made him feel good: he looked for spare razors in the strange place.

Appearance-
- Normal coloration
- Deep purple/maroon eyes
- Cuts under eyes, always bleeding, giving the appearance of crying blood
- Cuts all up the inside of forearms
- His necklace of razors is hidden beneath neck fur
-four of his nine tails ripped off brutally by the Harbinger Xatu

Personality-
PROS: Smart, able minded, caring, quick thinker, battle trained, knows his own stregths and weaknesses
CONS: Angry, over emotional, bitter, aggressive, self harmful, antisocial, socially awkward, controdictory, mentally unstable, prone to fits, shuts down when things become too intense, depressed, self loathing
OTHER: Hides emotions, doesn't know HOW to express emotions, obsessed with his blades and knives

User Note-
-Inspired by a character of an old friend of mine
-Biological father was actually an Arcanine, ironicly
-Mewtwo's freakout refrenced near the end
-Cuts himself and is not afraid to admit that, but will not let anyone see him actually do it
-How he actually does it is that he takes the necklace off using his paw and head, then he will take one of the blades in his teeth(careful to have the dull part on his tounge) and will just hold up his paw and do it like that, jerking his head back and forth while pressing the razor against his skin. Afterwards he just puts the necklace back on and makes sure that his fluff conceals it.
As for the cuts infldwd his eyes, he merely uses the claws on his paws, using a puddle or lake to make sure he gets them correctly.
-Would never EVER let anyone see his blades, let alone harm someone with them as he has an unhealthy obsession with them
-Is constantly slicing at the wounds under his eyes just enoigh to keep them bleeding
-Does not care when people insult him as he merely sees it as them stating the truth
-Has a very low tolorance for pain yet openly inflicts wounds upon himself
-Has very many mental problems like substuting reality with his own

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Text color-
#964514
Name-
Colton
Gender-
Male
Level-
17
Age-
Prepubesant [14 years of age]
Moves-
- Whirlwind [Leveled Up.]
- Quick Attack [Leveleved Up.]
- Fly [HM.]
- U-Turn [TM.]

Ability-
Keen Eye

Nature-
Bold
Characteristics-
Highly Persistant
National Dex No./Species-
#016, Normal/Flying type, Pidgey, the Tiny Bird Pokemon

Height-
0'11"
Weight-
3.4 lbs

Pokédex Entry-
If at all possible, it will try to avoid battles. Small or weak enemies are blown away by whirlwind.

Item-
A small hood over his head

History-

"The definition of bravery is doing what others can't!"

Colton was hatched alongside his brothers and sisters in the wilds of Kanto. His parents were two proud Pidgeotto, loving but firm on tradition; they knew their children would have to go out on their own and would more than likely be captured by humans, but it was the way it had to be. But their smallest son showed signs of weakness at an early stage. Colton was the runt of the family, but it was not only his size that kept him at a disadventage. Weaker than the rest, even as months passed he was always tired out much faster than the others. More often than not carried back to the nest by his mother while coughing and wheezing for air. It worried his parents that there was so little they could do.

Years passed, and all of his siblings trained hard. They all left the nest, one by one, and many even evolved before his eyes. But not Colton. He was weak and his level showed as much. However, his spirit was never tainted by his sickly body. Always bright eyed and happy, Colton never saw his sickness as a disability. He still thrived, living to push himself. Flying was his true passion and he always tried to see how high and far he could go before hitting his physical limit, but it got him into danger multiple times. Unable to get air to his lungs, Colton has passed out midflight before. Plummetting to his death, he would be long gone a dozen times over if not for his parents and siblings keeping tabs on him. Always scolded for his 'rash stupidity', Colton's spirit burned strong.  

He had a dream and he would never let go of it, no matter how immpossible it was. That is what the young Pidgey always told himself. But it backfired. During one day, Colton was out trying to see how far he could go before needing to rest, but he was unaware of being followed and watched. When the Pidgey reached his limit, he collapsed on the ground, panting and gasping for air, and a trainer jumped out of nowhere. Terrified but physically unable to move, one Pokeball was all it took to capture the weakened bird. The lady who captured Colton was kind. She treated him almost immediately after his capture, using a potion to revive his strength and then carrying the small bird in her arms to the nearest town. Colton came to adore the woman. She had a few other partners, but none of them had a special place in her heart like he did. Always needing more care and special attention, it was a match made by Arceus himself to gift Colton with the loving human. A few years passed again and Colton was happy. His trainer gifted him with new moves, including an HM she hoped would help the little guy fly higher, as well as a small hood to wear over his head.

Colton adored the gifts and accepted them whole heartedly. He worked hard, even making the effort to be trained to battle, but his sickness kept him on the sidelines more often than not. The small Pidgey was forced to watch his teammates battle out in the field, evolve without him, and become stronger. Colton in turn did personal training, to try and make himself stronger. But it all came crashing down with the Epidemic. Colton was the only one of his trainer's team who wasn't forced out to fight and, in turn, the only one who stayed uninfected. For weeks his human faught tooth and nail to keep her baby safe. But eventually, she, too, fell. Alone and scared, Colton fled. He is always either resting or on the move- he is determined to survive the Epidemic.

Appearance-
- Smaller than usual, underweight
- Average colouration
- Hood over his head

Personality-
PROS: Determined, honest, brave, stong mentally, sweet, caring, open, social and friendly
CONS: Weak physically, shy, insecure, timid at times, naive, very childlike
OTHER: Loves his hood and wears it proudly

User Note-
- Inspired by Orville the Pidgey and his appearance within the show, but that is all. Only inspired. I took my own twist and made this character my own.
- He has many insecurities and set backs, but makes himself be strong and make an impression despite it. He is always the first to jump to the aid of someone.
- Sometimes speaks with a slight lysp; has a stutter
- His voice is high and prone to crack at times because of his age; this will stop after he evolves and matures
- Colton has always been sickly, born weak and the runt of his clutch. His immune system is weak and his organs seem to have never developed completely- this affects him in various ways, like shortness of breathe when exerting himself too much, but not if he is careful.
- The Pidgeotto in Caine's history is one of his brothers that were captured by a human
- Colton has a low level despite being human owned and trained because of his weakness
- His trainer brought him from Kanto to Sinnoh

Caine is already approved, just updated the profile and adding on Colton.