Abyss

Abyss

Abyss:

Sorry about the sketchiness

Species:
Absol

Pokédex Number:
#359

Gender:
Female

Type:
Dark

Age:
15

Level:
41

Moveset:
Swords Dance
Night Slash
Play Rough (EM)
Megahorn (EM)

Description:
Abyss is a regular mammalian quadruped, not too different from any other individual from her species. Being a female, and young at that, her build is small and compact. Under her superfluffy pelt ripples 90 pounds of muscle and bone. She is an Absol in her prime, with broad paws providing unrivaled grip, razor claws and scythe meant for powerful defense and warfare, a lithe build with something of a the faun in her grace and fluid motions. She moves in a blur, a streak of white confident in her own physical capabilities - her build enables her to attain unusual speeds. Her dark highlights are in especially stark contrast against her white fur. Her crimson eyes burn with iridescent radiance, studded with small violet flecks. The lock of fur that normally falls over the side of an Absol's face slightly covers her left eye. She wears a dark red strip of cloth around her neck, held together by an oval brooch. It was from when she had once caught a raging sickness. She had recovered completely from it, but she kept the protective cloth around, though she had no emotional attachment to it.

Personality:
Abyss is a queer, complex mix, indecisive and disoriented as though she doesn't quite know who she wants to be. Silent, she has rarely spoken since as long as she remembers, and even in speech, hers is a quiet, monotonous, soft voice. Externally, she displays scarce emotion, whilst within she battles an internal conflict. Still in her young teens, she stands alone, unhindered, unassisted, to work out the world and her own self. She wonders at the world about her, and that being said, she lives roundly grounded in the present. She considers herself a fair judge of others, working out their mannerisms, behaviour, thoughts. Sentient beings intrigue her. Though she may be uncertain about herself, she makes split-second decisions as long as it's something she's comfortable with.
Abyss has powerful ambition, and the will to get there, but when one brings sentiments into play, her confident exterior dissolves. Her personality seems to be quite situational and contradicting, as certain aspects of emotions, both hers and otherwise, are still unexplored territory to her. Intelligent, and often considered strange by others, she is very secretive and prefer to keeps to herself. She has great insight and her deduction skills are unlike any other. She is meticulous and tends to be a deep thinker that can see the “big picture”, and seldom needs - or asks for - advice. She has a sense of justice and what's right, but will not hesitate to resort to deceit. Abyss is not accustomed to false modesty - if she says something, she means it; as is wont of her clear, transparent nature. She recognizes the power of words, and wields them carefully, gaining amazing eloquence. Although, she is someone who isn't always in touch with reality and tends to be lost in another thought or daydream.
She is fairly cool-headed, and unlikely to be swayed by emotions.

In the right company, under her tough exterior is simply a young vulpine who enjoys having fun. She closes up instantaneously, reflexively to strangers, feeling awkward under the judging gazes of society, and generally avoids crowds like the plague, though with fluid motions, she can usually slip through them. She appears to be detached and uncaring, but when it comes down to it she is a very motivated and driven person. She fights for what she believes in and is very powerful. She would protect the ones that she cares for, even at the cost of her life. She is inconsistent, wilful, and fond of idly scratching the dirt.
Abyss is mysterious, to the point that she suddenly zones out, eyes glazing over and 'looking at something only she can see', whatsoever it may be. Her vivid imagination loses her to golden frenzies of wind-stirred buttercups and glories of wild roses, golden domes of sunsets and heavy, dusky violet twilights. She refrains from doing things sometimes, so others wouldn't know what she is to do next, to remain unpredictable always, and naturally distances herself from company, aloof and shrouded in a cloak of night. No one knows, or will ever know, the thoughts registered in her mind. Her subtle, luculent movements keep her behavior from being read easily, though this behavior is not gained sub consciously. She consciously keeps track and is aware of all that goes around her, to the point of observing minute details.
Her personality, as such, is as fluid as her whims. Very random, they appear as random splashes of color on an otherwise blank canvas of paper. She can be shy a moment, and a raging she-dragon the other. Each aspect like the facet of a spectral gem, shimmering in all it's iridescent luminescence, she still makes a wonderful, unique, colourful mixture of a person to meet.

Likes:
Solitude
Quiet, peace
Thinking
Drawing in dust
Freedom
Running
Nature
Knowledge, wisdom
Fine arts
Sweets

Dislikes:
Most others
Getting wet
Sour/spicy/tasteless things
Being restricted
Being made fun of
Not comprehending something
Crowds

Items:
Razor Claw (Legendary family heirloom)

History:
Singled out from birth, with great expectations placed upon her, Abyss far outshone her other littermates, be it from her batch or any other. Young or old, all knew Abyss was different. Except her. She was evidently next to possess a legendary family heirloom that was said to double the holders power. Abyss didn't understand. She never did understand. Years after her parents' death, the parents she barely remembered, her separation from her pack, she still puzzled over her past.

Abyss had the potential to carry the legendary item which required great responsibility and greater capabilities. Her very physical appearance marked her as different, marked her for greatness. At a tender age, she outclassed most other pack members, with lightning speed, winning her battles in a fast and furious one-move bouts. She was expected to.
It was a harsh childhood, her limits constantly being tested, pushed, broken, destroyed. She watched with scant envy as her other littermates played and ki-yi'd, but the envy was, after all, scant. She had no time to feel envious. It was back to training with her.
While this extensive workout kept her in prime shape, and perhaps the greatest fighter known in the pack's history was born, Abyss was confused. Was she happy? What was happiness? What did she know? She did not know of the icy coldness of the pattering rain. She did not know of the warmth of a cuddle among siblings. She did not know the sweetness of an affectionate gesture. She turned away.

However, all said and done, she received the best of everything - right after the alpha pair, her parents.. The best, healthiest food. The best resources. Even the occasional rare berry - a treat to be savoured. It was a known fact that Abyss was not like the others, a fact laid stress on. She knew an unusual and very strong combination of moves, honed together to form a deadly fighter. None knew how she possessed two Egg moves - perhaps her parents had simply carried over the genes. There was no doubt to the fact that she was a pure-bred Absol.
Or was there?

She grew quiet and secluded as she became a practical stranger to the pack, to her own siblings, who drove an indignant, but unresisting Abyss away when she tried to join them in their romps. She was puzzled - why did they reject her? Was that fear she detected in their eyes? In her spare time, when she gained a moment for respite, she was left alone with her thoughts. As she grew older, this spare time grew and grew. She had no worthy opponents left, even to further her training. While she drowsed in the comforting sunlight, whispers passed around the pack, with furtive glances.
She had never come in contact with humans, she did not know of kindness. What did she know? She knew nothing. It drove her mad. She did not see the shimmering portal-like sphere as she raced through the forest, her mind dancing a tantivy beat, a race through the forest alongside her. She did not see the sphere through her tears, not until it was too late. Even as she passed through, her thoughts preoccupied her mind. Her parents were dead. Who had killed them? Had she killed them?

She knew nothing.

Example RP:
Arceus, all the situations are exciting xP Anyone mind if I write all?
(Disclaimer: A Super Luck Absol holding a Razor Fang using a move with a high crit rate (Night Slash, Psycho Cut, Slash) has a 100% chance to crit, and using a normal move (Play Rough, Megahorn) has a 75% chance to crit.
An Absol with +2 attack (Swords Dance) can OHKO a Mega Rayquaza (with crit STAB Night Slash).
Sorry for the stats, I'm normally a competitive battler ^w^')

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