Arceus and Fynne

[Halloween]

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Text Color-
#AA00FF
Name-
Arceus
Gender-
Female
Level-
46
Age-
Adult
Moves-
- Poison Fang (Level Up)
- X-Scissor (TM)
- Earthquake (TM)
- Aerial Ace (TM)

Ability-
Sniper

Nature-
Naughty
Characteristics-
Likes to thrash about
National Dex No./Species-
#452, Drapion, Poison/Dark, Ogre Scorp Pokémon

Height-
4'05"
Weight-
135.6 lbs

Pokédex Entry-
Possessing a sturdy build, it takes pride in its strength, taking down foes without using toxins.

Item-
An ultra ball, Fynne's, and it is always in her mouth, or right claws if she is ranting and screaming.

History-
Arceus was a normal, average skorupi. She was a little more rash and loud than the others of her kind, but it was generally normal. She lived with the rest of her kind in the Great Marsh. There were many of them, and life was simple and easy.

One day, a trainer came to the Marsh looking for a specific kind of pokemon. He had a strong infernape at his side. His name was Cecile and he was looking for pokemon to help him amke a small elite team. He wanted a drapion, but not just any would do. Cecile was looking for one with mutch potential. He spent days battling the skorupi, but none of them had any intrest to him. But then he found her, and knew as soon as the battle started that she was what he had been looking for. Cecile named her Arceus, hoping that the great name would give her what she needed to be an awesome fighter.

Cecile's instinct was right, and he soon obtained a gible to go with Arceus, named Fynne. Cecile trained both of them long and hard, until both had reached their final evolutions. Arcues was an insane fighter, with an attitude,  and Fynne was cautious but strong. The two were like il and water personality wise, but a menace on the battlefeild. Cecile was very satisfied with their work.

As a reward for all of the hard work, Cecile decided to take Arceus and Fynne back to the Marsh, as a sort of vacation for the two. But something was wrong. The epidemic had taken fold and there were undead pokemon behind every corner. Cecile realized too late that they were in danger. They got to him before he could protect himself, but before the undead could kill him, Cecile released the fighting duo, releasing them, as he died.

Fynne and Arceus watched the man that had trained and cared for them, torn to peices before their eyes. The two fled, scarred by what they had just witnessed. For mounths they were able to hold their own. But Fynne disappeared, leaving Arceus on her own. She is going mad with lonliness and greaif, almost to the point of suiside.

Appearance-
- Average coloration for her species
- Always carries Fynne's Ultra Ball in one specific claw, which one depends on the day and her mood
- Eyes tend to almost always be wide with livid emotions, holding herself up high and proud

Personality-
PROS:
CONS:
OTHER:

User Note-
-Cecile used many TMs on her and Fynne
-Arceus is named after the real Arceus, and knows it. She loves making people think that she really is the original Arceus, just in another form
- Curses, quite a lot
- Suffers from mild OCD, Schitofrenia, bipolar, and is just in general, a bitch
-Whiny, and if you do anything to piss her off, she will rant and maybe even  attack you
-Is very mentally unstable
- Sometimes thrashes and destroys everything around her, just because she feels like it
-Arceus pretends not to care, but is actualy very caring if you get on her good side

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Text Color-
#003F87
Name-
Fynne
Gender-
Male
Level-
53
Age-
Adult

Moves-
- Surf (HM)
- Hyper Beam (TM)
- Crunch (Level Up)
- Iron Head (Breeding)

Ability-
Sand Veil

Nature-
Timid
Characteristics-
Often lost in thought
National Dex No./Species-
#445, Garchomp, Dragon/Ground type, the Mach Pokemon

Height-
6'03"
Weight-
209.4 lbs

Pokédex Entry-
When it folds up its body and extends its wings, it looks like a jet plane. It flies at sonic speed.

Item-
A Fast Ball, Arceus' pokeball.

History
What kind of pokemon does not know how to interract properly? What kind of animal can't tell what fear or anger or saddness is when it is writen all over your face? What kind of living creature just can't comprehend how you feel?  How could they when they can not understand themselves?

Life was hard for the Gible ever since he was born. He opened his eyes after escaping his egg and was immediately wretched from his mother's side, never to see her again. He still can't remember her face to this day. Turns out that he was one of dozens of children from her. She had used to be a champion fighter but after an accident she was sold to a woman whom bred her to the point of cruelty. Each Gible from her was given a number and sent to fight as soon as they were old enough. Gible was not even a week old when he was given the number 416008 and sent into the 'family buisness' as the woman called it.#417 was all that he was called and the Gible started to beleive that he would always be know as that wreched number. The woman owned a huge amount of land, miles from the nearest City in Sunnyshore Shinnoh, and she ran an underground fighting ring. There was a huge empty swimming pool with metal chairs perminantly seated around it like a stadium. People would pay to see Dragon types fight to the death, ranging from young to older. #417 was terrified. He knew something was wrong when he was thrown into this tall place that was too smooth and steep to climb from. He could hear and see all of the roaring people around him, yelling for blood. 

The lights and sounds were too much for the Gabite. He screamed loudly, dropping to the ground. He curled up into himself and contined to cry. The Bagon that he was suppose to fight was scared and weirded out by him. What was wrong with him? But the woman forced him to attack and the Hoenn Dragon attacked, clawing and biting the defenceless baby.

He cries louder and louder with each blow as the cuts peirced his thick hide. The woman soon called the fight off. She wanted to know what was wrong with #417. But not in a caring way. She had him starved and dehydrated,  trying to make him harden for battle, make his dragon nature show, but he did nothing other than stare or curl up and cry silently. The woman knew something was wrong with him and decidedthat he deserved worse than just being slaughtered inthe ring. She literally threw him out into the wilderness and turned her back on him. The deagon type wandered aimlessly for mounths, unable to find anyone that would accept the odd pokemon as a friend or ally. He was too strange and no one understood him. Life was hard as he fought to survive. 

However, he was given a second chance in life. Wandering Shinnoh, scared and abused, a trainer foound him. A yound blone man with an infernape and a skourpi by his side. He was looking for specific pokemon to become the ultimate fighting duo qnd a Garchomp would be simply perfect. He quickly captured him, giving #417 the name of Fynne. Fynne immediately loved the trainer, whose name was Cecile. However, when Cecile tried to train him, the Gabite showed strange behavior and the human quickly investigated into what madw him act so odd. He quickly diognosed him- Asperger syndrome, a form of autism. Cecile already had a mentally unstable pokemon in his Skourpi Arceus and quickly accepted the challange of training the Gabite.

It took mounths, but with special training tecniques and lots of trust, Cecile was able to find a way to sucessfully battle with the dragon type. Soon, Arceus evolved to her final form, as did Fynne. Both were close friends by then and relied on eachother, not just in battle. As a reward for their sucess, Cecile took his team to the Great Marsh as a vacation from training. He did not know where the Garchomp was from, so he merely decided he would bring the timid beast somewhere later. However, their celebration came to an end quickly. Upon entering the Marsh, Cecile was ambushed by horeds of undead. The trainer quickly released his two fighters and they could only watch as he was massacred before their eyes.

After surviving in the Marsh together for many mounths, Fynne was accidentally sucked into his pokeball without his friend knowing. Now he awaits being released once she discovers him there. Two weeks have passed.

Appearance-
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Personality-
PROS:
CONS:
OTHER:

User Notes
- Cecile used many TMs on Fynne and Arceus
-Has Asperger syndrome and thus is very strange, often flapping both arms in sync, speaking quietly but usually ending his sentences shouting, rarely makes eye contact or even faces anyone when speaking to them
-Terrified of being away from Arceus and will start to screech uncontrolably or cry loudly when seperated from her, only exception is when he is in his Ultra Ball
-When stressed will just lay on the ground and block out everything around him
-Does not know how to tell what emotion is on someones face, he goes by tone and pitch to try to determin emotion
-Is Arceus' rock. He keeps her mentally stable and is her best friend
-Very hard to anger as he will more likely to cowe than fight, but a manace once you do
-Does not speak often and usually only to Arceus
-Hates towering over other pokemon and thus usually walks on all fours
-When distressed, only Arceus can calm him down by saying "No rain" or "Car seat"


- I have revamped both profiles to be up to current standards as well as actually editing both of their characters' a bit. None of the actual infomation was changed, but they themselves are different and will show in RP.