Post by ~*~~KiWi~~*~ on Jul 24, 2008 19:13:26 GMT -5
Name: Zurui
Species: Mew
Age: 225 Yrs.
Position: Soldier
Gender: female
Alliance: Titans of Lunar Darkness
Personal Info
Appearance: Zurui is not a normal mew. She is exceptionally smaller than any other pokemon that share her breed, and her pink fur is dark and rusty, as if it is stained with mahogany blood. Her tail is fairly long and slender, due to malnutrition, and her legs are boney and rather strange-looking. Zurui eyes glimmer deep sapphire under the light of the moon, making her seem almost dreamy and angelic. Many pokemon can tell she is female just by looking into her feminine eyes, which Zurui uses to her advantage.
Personality: Zurui does not like to be social. She keeps to her self most times, making sure that no one follows her. Even though Zurui is antisocial, she still maintains a few friendships in her squadron, which have lasted throughout the years. Pokemon like her for her wits and her serious outlook on things. She always knows how to handle things, and is feared among those who have witnessed her power. Zurui isn’t a bad person, she just chose the wrong team at the wrong time, and is now working…for the wrong cause.
History: On the night of the seventh moon, when most of the other pokemon slept soundly without notice, an elderly looking pidgeot carried a tiny egg from a foreign battle that seemed to drag from the beginning of time to the present. It was careful to not drop the fragile stone, knowing that within it was something legendary. It was an egg containing the legendary kitten pokemon Mew, and the pidgeot had orders to take it away and keep it from breaking. It was to raise the pokemon once it hatched, and as soon as it was ready to go on its own, the pidgeot would leave the Mew and go on with its own life once again…this was its mission, and this mission would fail.
Three strenuous weeks later, and the pidgeot noticed that the egg it was caring for was beginning to make unusual sounds and movements, as if it was ready to hatch. The pidgeot was glad that he got this far, for the battle that he rescued the egg from still continued on, without signs of stopping anytime soon. Pidgeot had been sure to take the egg far away from the battlefield, choosing a cave inside a waterfall that was located a few miles north of the valley that was occupied by both warring parties. The time it had taken to find the waterfall was much more than the Pidgeot had planned, but thankfully, it shielded both him and the little egg. They would stay there for two more weeks, and the mew would hatch it an empty cavern, bones scattered around its birthplace.
The pidgeot was getting hungry fast, and made a horrific decision on the expected day of the fledgling’s birth. It flew off, leaving the egg unsupervised, searching hungrily for a tasty morsel that could be found near the edge of the river, not noticing the strange and demented looking being that watched with a cautious eye. It was a soldier and there had been rumors of a mew egg around the area, and luckily for the female, this is exactly where that specific egg was. The soldier took the Pidgeot down, and brought its body to the cavern that it had exited from, finding the little egg in the corner, covered by tufts of the pidgeot’s down. The female, who resembled a ditto by the way it morphed easily into a gyarados and then to a dragonite, set the pidgeot down, devouring it and scattering its bones. It then easily transformed into a gengar and disappeared into the walls, watching the egg with utter curiosity. It didn’t take the soldier long to find that the egg was beginning to crack, revealing a small pink form that crawled out of the remains to see the bones of its would-have-been guardian. The ditto noted that this mew was female, and fairly runty. It was extremely small, but this might work as an advantage to the ditto’s team. She immediately showed her face to the mew, and told her of the ways of the Titans she worked loyally for. The mew was awed with every word she spoke, understanding little of what she said, but by the time she finished, she naively agreed to her terms, allowing the ditto to name her Zurui, which meant sly in Japanese. Zurui and Reiterai (the ditto’s true name) made it back to Reiterai’s headquarters, where Zurui was raised under a careful eye, and trained for battle.
After two centuries of strict training and intense fighting, Zurui is ready to learn the truth of her past, and help the Titans stop this dreadful war…for good.
Species: Mew
Age: 225 Yrs.
Position: Soldier
Gender: female
Alliance: Titans of Lunar Darkness
Personal Info
Appearance: Zurui is not a normal mew. She is exceptionally smaller than any other pokemon that share her breed, and her pink fur is dark and rusty, as if it is stained with mahogany blood. Her tail is fairly long and slender, due to malnutrition, and her legs are boney and rather strange-looking. Zurui eyes glimmer deep sapphire under the light of the moon, making her seem almost dreamy and angelic. Many pokemon can tell she is female just by looking into her feminine eyes, which Zurui uses to her advantage.
Personality: Zurui does not like to be social. She keeps to her self most times, making sure that no one follows her. Even though Zurui is antisocial, she still maintains a few friendships in her squadron, which have lasted throughout the years. Pokemon like her for her wits and her serious outlook on things. She always knows how to handle things, and is feared among those who have witnessed her power. Zurui isn’t a bad person, she just chose the wrong team at the wrong time, and is now working…for the wrong cause.
History: On the night of the seventh moon, when most of the other pokemon slept soundly without notice, an elderly looking pidgeot carried a tiny egg from a foreign battle that seemed to drag from the beginning of time to the present. It was careful to not drop the fragile stone, knowing that within it was something legendary. It was an egg containing the legendary kitten pokemon Mew, and the pidgeot had orders to take it away and keep it from breaking. It was to raise the pokemon once it hatched, and as soon as it was ready to go on its own, the pidgeot would leave the Mew and go on with its own life once again…this was its mission, and this mission would fail.
Three strenuous weeks later, and the pidgeot noticed that the egg it was caring for was beginning to make unusual sounds and movements, as if it was ready to hatch. The pidgeot was glad that he got this far, for the battle that he rescued the egg from still continued on, without signs of stopping anytime soon. Pidgeot had been sure to take the egg far away from the battlefield, choosing a cave inside a waterfall that was located a few miles north of the valley that was occupied by both warring parties. The time it had taken to find the waterfall was much more than the Pidgeot had planned, but thankfully, it shielded both him and the little egg. They would stay there for two more weeks, and the mew would hatch it an empty cavern, bones scattered around its birthplace.
The pidgeot was getting hungry fast, and made a horrific decision on the expected day of the fledgling’s birth. It flew off, leaving the egg unsupervised, searching hungrily for a tasty morsel that could be found near the edge of the river, not noticing the strange and demented looking being that watched with a cautious eye. It was a soldier and there had been rumors of a mew egg around the area, and luckily for the female, this is exactly where that specific egg was. The soldier took the Pidgeot down, and brought its body to the cavern that it had exited from, finding the little egg in the corner, covered by tufts of the pidgeot’s down. The female, who resembled a ditto by the way it morphed easily into a gyarados and then to a dragonite, set the pidgeot down, devouring it and scattering its bones. It then easily transformed into a gengar and disappeared into the walls, watching the egg with utter curiosity. It didn’t take the soldier long to find that the egg was beginning to crack, revealing a small pink form that crawled out of the remains to see the bones of its would-have-been guardian. The ditto noted that this mew was female, and fairly runty. It was extremely small, but this might work as an advantage to the ditto’s team. She immediately showed her face to the mew, and told her of the ways of the Titans she worked loyally for. The mew was awed with every word she spoke, understanding little of what she said, but by the time she finished, she naively agreed to her terms, allowing the ditto to name her Zurui, which meant sly in Japanese. Zurui and Reiterai (the ditto’s true name) made it back to Reiterai’s headquarters, where Zurui was raised under a careful eye, and trained for battle.
After two centuries of strict training and intense fighting, Zurui is ready to learn the truth of her past, and help the Titans stop this dreadful war…for good.
