LunaSpecies: Gardevoir
Pokédex Number: 282
Type: Psychic/Fairy[size=30]Luna[/size]
Gender: Female
Age: 19 in human years
Level: 36
Moveset: Psychic, Magical Leaf, Shadow Ball, and Moonblast
Description: Luna has green hair and arms, she has a flowy white dress that all Gardevoir have, a red spike pops out of her chest. Her eyes are magenta in coloration.
Personality: The Gardevoir still has a lot of sass, even though she is quite shy Luna will challenge anyone who’s up for it. She is very eager to get stronger, she often tries to use her moves on a larger scale, which makes her a bit slow. Luna is quite the talkative Pokemon and feels like it’s her secret duty to make sure everyone is happy, she only makes an exception to it when bullies are about. She breaks free of her shell and becomes a powerful figure her only goal, to keep the victim safe.
Likes: Power, romance, family, nature, and flowers
Dislikes: Personal weakness, darkness, sadness, impurity, and too much heat.
Items: She has a hair bow crafted by a Leavanny, it holds a Gardevoirite that is unuseable.
History: Luna hatched in the wild, and was caught as a Ralts at level 10, she loved her trainer very much and as time progressed, she evolved into Kirlia protecting her trainer from a falling column. Even though her trainer had stronger Pokemon, she always chose Luna. After being the head of battle for so long Luna evolved into a Gardevoir, and after a lot of time Luna’s trainer started a ranch. Luna explored the ranch until she fell into a portal, and now she’s in Mew’s realm.
Example RP: Luna blushed, the Lucario before her, had confessed his affection and she stood still shocked. “I...um...you see I’m honestly not very special, but I greatly appreciate the flowers. Once again th-thank you so much.” she paused and calmed herself, the Lucario looked at her affectionately, “We can’t be a thing, I hardly know you. I’m so sorry.” Luna gave the Pokemon a hug and then pulled away from the disappointed Lucario. He walked off with his head down. She felt the sadness through her spike and looked down in guilt, “Maybe another time.”