Post by ;L0la Marie. on Nov 14, 2009 14:47:23 GMT -6
The Basics
Name: Lola Marie Ancoridge.[/u] - My Chemical Romance, Hear You Me - Jimmy Eat World.[/size][/blockquote]
Age: 10.
Gender: Female.
Affiliation: Pokemon Trainer. | Explorer.
Origin: Chavian Town.
Theme Song: Welcome To The Black Parade
The Outside In
Appearance: Roughly, Lola isn't the most fit-looking person anyone would ever see in person. She's moderately slim, usually hiding all of that behind a black shirt and a green jacket, which makes her look skinnier than she should. Blue jeans normally fit on her lower half, having almost an addiction to hand-me-downs from her brothers. Her hair is blond and short, and she usually gets made fun of for the whole "dumb blond" thing. Though some people say that her hair brings out her blue eyes. Her tennis shoes - bought at a Pokemon Shop - are hand-me-downs as well, usually dirty and worn from all of the running she's done in her young life. Trust me, she's done plenty inf her life-time to know how dirty shoes should be when you run. And trust me on this one.
She's done plenty of running.
Personality: Lola isn't what you would call a "girlie-girl." Hell, many people think that she's not really a girl at all! Being the youngest of four children - and the only girl at that - Lola is more of a tomboy than anyone she - or anyone else - knows. She'd rather get dirty and mud splashed on her on a rainy day rather than stay inside and play Barbie. Personally, she's more of an outside kind of person. But there's also a kinder side to her, though she rarely shows it around strangers. She always has some sort of soft side to wards Pokemon and other creatures smaller and weaker than her. Well, smaller than her anyway. Truth be told, she adores Pokemon, just about any shape and size they come in.
Being the youngest, she also had the ability to grow up with Pokemon and learn about them. So it's only natural that she adores them and always trusts them, weather they be good or bad. Most say it could be dangerous, to trust creatures that could be much stronger than humans were when humans were vulnerable. But she doesn't care. A Pokemon's a Pokemon, so here must be a heart in there somewhere, shouldn't there be? Sure, she usually gets along with humans just as fine as she does Pokemon - from time to time - but Pokemon seem much more interesting to her than humans do. Hey, what can I say about her? She's practically a Pokemon Maniac when it comes right down to it.
Don't you think?
Likes:
- Battling.
- Traveling.
- Digging For Items.
- Getting Dirty.
- Taking Care Of Pokemon.
Dislikes:
- Being Stuck Inside.
- Being Bored.
- Snoring.
- The Color Black.
- Staring At Something For A Large Amount Of Time.
Strengths:
- Hard-Headed.
- Being Close To Pokemon.
- Constant Thinker.
- Navigator.
Weaknesses:
- Being Hyper.
- Being Head-Strong.
- Short Not Very Strategic.
Leave Out All The Rest
History: Lola grew up in a pretty loving family, if she were to say so her self. Being the youngest of four, she was usually the one to be payed most attention to. Especially because she was the only girl in her family, at the most. What happened to her mother, her father would never tell her. Though, by her oldest brother Charlie's description, she either - A.) Ran Off To Live With A Lover or B.) Ditched The Family Because of Another Pregnancy. Like Lola really cared too much, for the most part. She had a loving family, Pokemon to play with, and always someone to watch over her every minute of the day.
She was more of a daddy's girl than anything, even though she was a Tomboy. She would rather go play G.I. Joe and that sort of war-fare out side than stay inside playing dolly and that sort of thing. Though she was usually made fun of when she older, as a child, she actually enjoyed being one of the guys. She usually got to hang out with all of her brother's friends, and was always accepted into their group. But the one fun thing about hanging around with her brother's and her father was all of the Pokemon that she got to play with practically all day long.
Her father had been a Pokemon Trainer in his younger days, so of course he owned his own team of Pokemon. But the one that had hit it off the road with her ever since she was born was her father's Lucario. Ever since she was a little girl, she adored the Pokemon that was her father's first. If never with her brothers - and even with her brothers - Razor the Lucario was always her guardian, mainly because her father was always working to earn money for their family. So really, Razor was almost like a second father to her. Almost. Soon, as she grew to the age of five, Chris was the first of their family to head out on his Pokemon adventure. With a small Eevee by his side. A Vaporeon, it soon would be.
Lola, being the youngest, was a little upset at having to be the last one to get to go on a Pokemon journey. The only thing that excited her the most was that she would be able to bring Razor on her adventure as her second Pokemon, having to get a starter from Professor Echevaria her self. Of course, though, every good plan has it's own sad endings. Lola, almost unfortunately, had one of these sad times, what with not being able to see the future of anything. So, of course, nothing could stop what was to happen in their life next.
It was almost the middle of winter. Close enough to New Years Eve to make everyone excited and happy. The ground was usually always wet, some snow piles lying around here and there, both in the streets and on the ground. Lola and her older brother, Mark, were the last two to get ready to go on their adventures. Being one year older than she, Mark would be going on his a year before her, and his birthday was coming up in only a few months. Chris and her other brother, David, had already started their adventures long before, David having chosen an Absol as his starter Pokemon. On a day in which white, fluffy clouds filled the sky, Lola wanted to go out and play. Her father not being home until a little while because of work, Dave let her, insisting that he didn't want to go at all.
So there Lola went to play in the woods, with Razor at her side.
The woods were beautiful at this time of year. Well, Lola thought so, at least. Icicils hung down from the branch's of the trees, the bushes full of snow from the roots up. Very few bird-type Pokemon were around at the time, having already flown south for the winter. So really, there weren't too many Pokemon hanging around the woods at the moment. Or so, at least Lola thought there wouldn't be many. Turned out that a group of Aggron lived there during the winters to get food and because of the river that ran through the area. That was the first mistake of Lola's journey, not checking what was there before entering.
It had barely been half an hour into the small adventure when Lola thought Razor was acting stranger than usual when out playing with her. He seemed much more conscious than usual, and kept looking around as if he were worried. Well, more worried than usually, at least. Lola's heart began thumping a little more as she gripped her jacket closer to her. And then, at the moment, it happened.
An Aggron practically came out of no where, taking a swing at Lola her self. She screamed, but was able to duck in time to get out of the way. Razor made an offensive move, using Aurora Sphere as Lola ducked behind a tree for cover. Frankly, the Aggron didn't want others in the territory while they were staying in it. Another Aggron charged at Lola while she hid behind the tree, leaving only claw marks where she was when she again ran. She was terrified at the moment as she ran onto the dirt path, whizzing around as the Aggron that scared up the tree now trudged slowly to wards her, a gleaming evil look in it's eyes. Razor seemed less happy at the moment, being occupied at the moment by the first Aggron. Personally, Lola was shaking by then.
As if she hadn't been in the first place.
As Lola back slowly up to wards another dead tree, the Aggron practically growling as it raised one of it's mighty claws once more, the claw it self seeming to grow more shiny from the metal that was being planted on it. For a moment, Lola her self thought that she was dead by the time the Aggron was going to swipe the Metal Claw across her face. Instantly the Pokemon launched it's mighty arm at the small girl, Lola flinching away slightly as if to help dull the paint that was going to come to her.
But the pain never came.
Razor gave a cry, taking a jump back from the Aggron that was swinging it's claws at him. An Aurora Sphere was launched to wards the large Pokemon. knocking it backward. As the other Aggron swung it's claw at Lola, Razor was brave enough - and now Lola does think dumb enough - to jump in front of the attack and taking the blow. Lola gave a scream of terror as Razor fell backward onto the ground, his chest scarred and some blood spilling out from the wounds. Lola was shaking even harder as both Aggron stepped forward to wards the girl, ready for the last blow. Lola didn't know how fate luckily turned out for people until she heard a faint cry, that sounding of an Aggron's. Probably a female's, her father later guessed.
Both that were the attackers must of gave male then, for both large Pokemon paused, turning slightly before looking at each other and then leaving plaining, seeming that the call from the other of their kind being more interesting then the girl and her father's Pokemon. Once either Pokemon were out of sight, Lola fell to the Lucario's side, crying as he lay there, now only half conscious from the hard blow he was given. It had only been a few minutes of crying before Lola stood up, sniffling as her knees wobbled beneath her. Of course, if she never went to get help, Razor would die out in the cold. She told the Pokemon wearily to stay where he was, not knowing where put him in the first place to hide him.
She knew her dad would be mad either way, him telling his kids never to go into the forest without two or more strong Pokemon or just with him because of the Aggron. He would be mad at her brother for letting her go off alone with Razor. But when she came running into the house barely ten minutes after the accident, her chest heaving and tears streaming off of her face, he was more stunned than anything. Lola practically mumbled quickly through all of what happened. Within a few minutes they were heading off quickly of which the way Lola had came from, both Lola and her father on her father's Rapidash to get to the area faster. But when they got there, it was almost halfly strange as before.
And trust me, Lola's seen strange.
Lola knew they were in the right place. She could tell the claw-marked tree from the the rest of the trees; the ground was all messed up from where the Aggron had messed everything up from their big bodied rampage. But Razor was missing! Lola was almost gaping at the scene as she stood. There was a few blood spots in the dirt and snow, and Lola's father instantly guessed that Razor had dragged himself off somewhere to hide. Lola felt almost responsible for the mess that had happened. A few days she and her siblings searched along with their Pokemon, as well as her father's Pokemon, though found nothing in the process. It only left with everyone's saddened conclusion for both the Lucario, and Lola.
Razor was dead.
Lola almost begged to have a burial for the Pokemon, though there was no body. So they made a headstone, which was basically just a cross with Razor's name on it. Both Lola and her father - and her brother Charlie - made the spot and said their good-byes, putting the cross on the hill beside the house. Practically right after that, Lola knew she'd never be right again. She swore she'd never be a trainer in her life because of this, thinking that if she couldn't even have an already trained Pokemon that she cared about live, then what chances were there in actually having her own Pokemon and taking care of it her self. That night, she ran with tears streaming from her eyes to wards Lake Chavia.
And there was no looking back.
She collapsed at the lake's edge, with her father's Houndoom right beside her. When exactly her father had sent the Pokemon after her, she didn't know. Maybe he was following her the whole time, or only half. Up until this day, she had never said or asked a word about it. She practically bawled her eyes out, Razor having been one of her closet friends because she thought her self so different than others. It was getting slightly dark by the time Lola was able to get her self down to a sniffling sob. She sat cross-legged as he rubbed her eyes, Houndoom - Doom, as she liked to call him - curled slightly around her, acting as a back and arm rest. It was almost peacefully quiet, the Illumese and Volbeat just coming out for their nightly rituals.
But they weren't the only Pokemon wondering around that night.
As Lola wiped away her tears, Doom's nose twitched slightly, making him raise his head and examine the area. What surprised Lola next was the sound of small, bristling footsteps. Instantly, her head shot up wards, making her quickly look around. Doom, on the other hand, kept his eyes locked on a nearby tree. Once more the footsteps were heard, and Lola looked in the same direction as Doom was. It was almost out of the blue, what happened next. Or really, out of the yellow what happened next, as a small Riolu appeared from behind the tree, it's eyes half closed from what looked like exhaustion. Of course, Lola didn't look at what cooler the Pokemon was, but what it had all over it's body.
Scars and scrapes were almost everywhere on it, yet it seemed as calm as anyone could be. It looked totality injured, though it's total facial expression seemed to be asking, "What is it that you are crying about?" Lola blinked and stared at the small Pokemon for a moment as it stood there, staring back at her and Houndoom. Finally, it collapsed, her brother Chris saying from all of the injuries it was sub stained to. Lola took no hesitation in getting up and racing to wards the small Pokemon, Doom instantly there to help out. Lucky for Lola, she was pretty light as a nine-year-old. And the Rilou seemed pretty light-weight as well, letting both sit on the larger Pokemon's back as they hurried home to get some help.
Both her brothers Charlie - of whom was there on visit - and Chris, and their father were surprised that Lola had brought back a Pokemon from the wild. And a Shiny one at that! She usually never brought back one, even if it was injured. But then again, that was always before. All four quickly found a place for the Pokemon on her bed as her father found the first-aid kit to help heal the Pokemon up. What was the cause of the Pokemon's injuries, they could only guess. Charlie - being the oldest - had quickly decided that it had been in a battle, but ended up being the loser because it battled against a stronger opponent than it self. Chris guessed that it probably got ambushed by a pack of wild Mightyena or Houndoom. Or maybe the Aggron even.
Lola, who felt the most dizzy-headed at the moment as her father tried to patch the Pokemon up, could only guess that maybe it had gotten lost, and was running too fast to where it was going and hurt it self trying to find or get away from something. Either boy shrugged as their father finished with the bandaging for the Pokemon's limbs and head. It looked like it wasn't going to get up for a while, truthfully. Well, to Lola, anyways.
Over the next week or so, Lola helped take care of the small Pokemon, getting a few murmurs from her brothers that were there to help - Chris and Charlie seemed to be the only ones not busy - of how strange it was loosing Razor one moment, and then in less than a week finding a Shiny Riolu. The little critters were pretty hard to find in the wild, much less any that were shiny! Lola ignored their comments, though, and stayed tending to the small Pokemon. Within two days of it's arrival, the Pokemon finally awoke fully. It seemed that the past two days it woke up slightly for a few seconds every so often before falling back asleep.
The small Pokemon seemed just as surprised as anything when it saw a humans face looming over it with a slightly saddened look. Lola's saddened look, though, turned to a slight smile when she saw the Pokemon begin to blink, probably wondering what had happened to it in the first place. "Don't be afraid," she simply whispered to the Pokemon, touching it's head gently, 'I'm only here to help." The Pokemon just blinked blankly at the human smiling at him before turning it's head, probably displeased that it was being helping a human. Lola huffed slightly at that, taking her hand away from the Pokemon's hand. And she thought the Pokemon was kind of cute, too. Too bad she couldn't keep it.
Or could she?
It had been two weeks since the small Pokemon entered their home. Chris had left less than a week before, having to go back on his journey to be the "Pokemon Master." Heh. As if he would really get that far, personally. Her father was staying home that day due to taking time off, and offered Lola to go outside and play while he looked over the small Pokemon. She agreed instantly, though she knew it wouldn't be the same without Razor. She took her father's Glaceon and Houndoom along with her, her dad probably being over-reactive of what happened almost two and a half weeks ago. That almost made her spine chill. She decided instantly to play by Lake Chavian, wanting to hop upon the rocks at the shore side.
Lola didn't think of the time as it went by, and before she knew it she was skipping along the rocks of the woods and lake, Glaceon playing along ad Houndoom followed by ground, watching carefully for any opponents that could jolt out from behind any of the brush and trees. It wasn't until about nightfall when Lola realized she had gotten too far ahead of the Pokemon that were supposed to be accompanying her. How far ahead she had gotten from them or where they had went, she couldn't really tell. Lola shivered slightly as she drew her green jacket closer to her, slowly looking around, turning in the process. But as she walked backward to look behind her, she bumped into something very hard and sturdy.
And it wasn't a rock or tree.
She turned around slowly, shivering as she looked up at the massive beast looming above her. Her father and Chris had told her that an Aggron that was the head of it's group was usually larger than most, and plenty of scares covered it's body. Well, it wasn't too much of her lucky day, now was it? Because the one that loomed over her had both of the qualities her father and brother told her about. Slowly she backed away, the Aggron looking her over slowly and steadily before taking a step to wards her in an almost aggressive manner. Oh crap she simply thought as the monster rose one of it's claws to take a swipe at her. She flinched back, and for the second time in her life readied for the blow.
And for the second time, it never came.
She heard some sort of cry right before the Aggron swung down at her, making open her eyes. The Aggron looked up, and in an instant a little yellow blur hit it's chest, making it stumble backward from force of impact. Lola blinked as a small figure landed on the ground, practically standing too still on it's feet. Lola almost began laughing as the Aggron regained it's balance, shaking it's head before giving an angered glare at the Riolu stood firm almost in front of it. The Pokemon gave a charge, and again the Riolu gave a running charge to wards it, dodging the Aggron's Metal Claw and again hitting it in it's chest with a Tackle. The larger Pokemon again stumbled backward, almost making the ground shake.
Lola gave a cheer to the small Pokemon as the larger one tried to again regain it's balance. The Riolu turned to wards Lola as the Aggron stumbled to balance, instantly taking off in a four legged run, taking hold of one of Lola's sleeve in order to tell her to follow. The Aggron's heavy footsteps were practically ground shaking as Lola and the Riolu ran, dodging around trees ad the Aggron took plenty down when they dodged. It had barely been a few minutes of running in practical terror - well, for Lola, at least - before Riolu took a dodge behind a tree. Lola was quick to follow, and as the Aggron came upon them to give a blow to the tree, a large burst of fire - Lola later realizing it as Flame Thrower - shot at the large Pokemon.
Lola was almost more than glad to see her father's Houndoom, even though he was more or less the least playful of the group. As the Aggron turned angrily to wards the Fire-and-Dark Type, another Flame Thrower was shot at the Pokemon. Glaceon stepped in as well, taking three shots of Water Pulse at the Aggron. Probably being both outnumbered, out matched, and tired as Lola later guessed about the large Pokemon, the Aggron gave a cry, swiping down a tree next to it as it's cover as it turned and took off as fast as it could, which wasn't too fast at it's weight and size. Houndoom gave two final Flame Throwers at the back of the large Pokemon as it took off to make sure it left before turning to wards Lola, Glaceon already at her side.
One thing that more than surprised her, though, was the Riolu that stood beside her, practically staring at her with discontent. It's bandages were off, even though before he still had some on when she left home. He did have little scars and such now, looking better. But how and why did he find her and actually save her? Could it have been to pay her back for her helping him? She couldn't really guess the reason why or how, just shivering rise to her feet and find her way to Doom's back for a ride home. Riolu did in deed hop on as well, frankly willing to go back with the human and other two Pokemon. And the whole way home, the scenes that took place left Lola questioning. And they still do today.
Wouldn't they you?
They got home when the sun went down, Lola's dad surprised when he saw the Riolu at his daughter's side. Frankly, the Pokemon had ran off while Lola's father went to make dinner for the family. When he went to give the Fighting-Type his food, the window was open, bandages were lying on the ground, and the Pokemon was gone. When Lola explained the story to her father and Chris, they were just as surprised as she was. Her dad could only guess that the Pokemon knew what was going to happen, and wanted to help Lola as some sort of payback for what Lola had done to help him. Either way, the Riolu had stayed to help her for one reason or another, which made the little girl as happy as ever.
Well, somewhat, anyway.
That night, the Riolu slept beside the fire along with her father's Glaceon and Furret. Houndoom, Rapidash, and Garyidos usually slept outside during the night, Lola's father and brothers having built a little water way for the Garyidos - Roar as Lola called him, because of his loud roar that could carry on for miles - to stay in with plenty of water. That night, Lola snuck into where Riolu was sleeping right in front of the fire, bringing her blanket and a pillow along with her. It was funny, her father always recalls, how the two looked, both covered up in the morning, Riolu cuddling up next to the small girl as either slept. Though that day they were going take the Pokemon back to where Lola had found it, they would have made a good team.
Especially when Lola lost Razor.
The Riolu sat quietly outside while the family ate breakfast inside, all Pokemon eating their food both inside and out. The whole time, Lola began to think about how rare it actually was to find a Riolu in the wild, and a shiny one at that. A Riolu was the Pokemon that she wanted to start with, and there was a small chance that the Professor actually had one for her to start with, being rare in the wild and all of the Riolu captured having probably been evolved into Lucarios. Lola gave an inward sigh at that, mixing up her eggs with the crushed up pieces of bacon that she had on her plate. What lucky her, right?
But then again, luck always comes when you least expect it.
Lola again went out the next day, around noon, but this time with the pre-evolved Pokemon with her, as well as her father's Gyarados in it's Pokeball clutched in her hand in case of any emergencies and Doom by her side. The small Riolu, now looking a bit better than the day before. Amazing, how fast a Pokemon can heal, right? They were what Lola thought was half way to wards the smallish pond they had been barely a week or so before when she heard a fluttering sound. Doom made a snarl at the sound, and quickly stood in front of it's small "mistress." What came fluttering out was a small little Voltcan, looking confused as it kept giving bird calls, probably to it's flock for one reason for another.
Doom dismissed this instantly, turning and walking off into the direction they were heading in the first place. Lola, though, practically stood and stared at the Flying-Type for a moment. The Riolu had paused beside her, staring as well. It wasn't 'till a moment's pause that the flying type noticed them as well. There seemed to be a staring contest before, as chain of events would occur to it, the Pokemon became startled enough to attack the girl and Pokemon. Doom barely had enough time to spin around before the Riolu - once more, for the most part - took action, lunging forward into a Tackle. Lola seemed almost unfaded by this course of action, and even seemed happy about it. Doom merely sat on his rear as the Voltcan stood up back, looking probably angrier and scared than before.
Lola gave out the command Tackle to the Fighting Type, and the Pokemon instantly obeyed orders as it lunged forward again, this time giving the "opponent" a critical hit, making th startled Pokemon turn and flee into the brush of a bush. Lola gave a cheer of victory, and instantly wrapped her arms around the Pokemon that was practically her size. The Pokemon only smiled and gave a cry was well, Doom now standing to it's feet. What surprised Lola the most was that the Fire-and-Dark Type Pokemon instantly began walking back to wards home. Lola smirked, and instantly turn to wards the Riolu with the big grin on her face. The Pokemon already seemed to be staring at her with confused eyes.
"Riolu," she said almost enthusiastically, "I know we haven't known each other for a long time, and you may not like me, but I think we'd make a great team. We could travel around and meet new people and see new things. I know you probably don't know where you came from, and you may be searching for something, too. So what do ya' say? Do you want to be partners and go exploring'?"
The Pokemon practically stood there and stared at her for a moment, and Lola thought that he would say no and go on his merry little way. But to her surprise, the Pokemon's facial and body expression lite up, and imedently it began shaking it's head yes. With a cheer, Lola practically tackled the small Pokemon with a hug, making it look at her for a moment before smiling again itself. Behind them, Doom gave a growl that said for them to get on before he left them. Back at home, Lola's father and David seemed surprised when Lola came back with the Pokemon she was supposed to return to the wild that day. She explained the turn of events - though more detail and fiction then it should have been - to them.
Her father almost laughed. How did his daughter even wind up getting her first Pokemon from the wild? David seemed to be almost too happy about it, though, and said they would make a great team. Lola smiled wildly at that and looked to wards her new partner Pokemon. Sure, he could have only been in it for the traveling, but it seemed fun enough for the both of them. Within the time of New Year's Eve - and the almost growing bond of the newly named Zeek and Lola - David quickly began planning for his journey, taking Lola's suggestion of starting with a Piplup. Meanwhile, Lola began starting her own planning, reading on different kinds of Pokemon and where she would go and such. She even went out and trained with a few different type of Pokemon in the wild to get training done.
By Lola's tenth birthday, all her brothers literally paused their journeys just to wish her a happy journey and to help her with any final preparations. By a week after her birthday party, and everyone's continuation on their journeys, Lola set out, saying goodbye to her father and going on her own Pokemon journey. She promised to send letters and any Pokemon she didn't plan on keeping to her dad, and letters to her brothers as well. She now plans to be a famous explorer and travel the world, as well as many other regions that have yet to be discovered. She also hopes to find all of the legendaries and catch them all, though mostly people doubt that quest. But hey, who knows.
Luck just may get you far enough.
The Team.
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Nickname: Zeek.
Gender: Male.
Level: Ten.
Moves:
- Tackle.
- Growl.
- Counter.
- Endure.
Info/Personality: SHINY* Zeek was found near Lake Chavian, injured and alone by Lola - see history for detail - of whom nursed him back to health. He is very trusting, and would lay down his life for his trainer. He is also very active, and won't stop moving, even for food if needed. He's also very bright, and understands human speech unusually well. Because Lola is always traveling, she always has him either walking next to her or on her shoulder. And he is always happy to oblige where he stays while he's out of his Pokeball. Well, if he even has one at least.******
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Name: Mankey.
Gender: Male.
Level: Nine.
Moves:
- Scratch.
- Tail Whip.
- Fury Swipes.
- Low Kick.
Personality/Info: Mankey is like any other of it's breed , wiley and hyper. Though, Lola's seems to like to attack anything that moves. Lola can usually never trust it out of it's Pokeball unless they're in a secluded place, and even then, she has to make sure there are no wild Pokemon around. She couldn't risk the small Pokemon angering a bunch or Beedrill or Aggron. That would be a hard fend-off, especially without a Fire or Flying type that could blow a bug type away in it's tracks. All in all, Mankey is a good fighter, but Lola wouldn't be able to risk having to release him because he accidental attacked someone or something and hurt somebody. She does love her Pokemon, you know, right? So why not treat this one the same way?
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Nickname: Center.
Gender: Female.
Level: Eight.
Moves:
- Scratch.
- Tail Whip.
- Defense Curl.
- Quick Attack.
Info/Personality: Center has more of the "bubbly" attitude of the group, usually seen bouncing on it's tail happily and loving to go out of it's Pokeball and run - or bounce, really - around in large, open spaces. Though not the most serious, Center does upon an occasion enjoy a good battle, though she isn't always the strongest. She'd usually rather make friends than hurt anything, which, as Lola likes to often say, makes her the opposite of Mankey. And I really do mean the opposite.
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Name: Absol.
Gender: Male.
Level: Fifteen.
Item Being Held: Black glasses.
Moves:
- Scratch.
- Leer.
- Tackle.
- Quick Attack.
Info/Personality: Absol is more of the serious type, unlike most of the group all together when it comes right back down to it. While the others are off playing on a nice and sunny day, Absol has the habit of going off and lying underneath a bush or a tree of some sort, watching carfully. He enjoys battling more than anything, and is serious went it comes right down to it. Battling might have been his job where he was in his group, Lola once commented at the sight of the Pokemon fighting off a Spearow from it's food. Absol gets along with other Pokemon and people, sure, he just dosen't like their touch is all. Lola's brothers mainly laugh at her for having this Pokemon, she her self always stating that she just hates the color black. But, eh, until the time comes where she has to give him to her dad, she'll keep him for now.
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