(this looks really fun)
Name: Locke Jaw
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Species: Feraligator
Appearance: Locke's body is riddles with scars from the many battles he's fought, combined with bulky frame and towering over others of his species at 8'2, he is a very intimidating sight. His scales have a bit of a greenish hue to them and (like all feraligators...and tyranitars) his eyes are a piercing red.
Accessories: Locke dawn a small, lime green crown made from expertly crafted coral that has been passed down the water kings.
Family: Mother: Azul (feraligator), Father: Treb (tyranitar)
(not sure if this makes me a "dark type" or not
Profession: King of the Water Kingdom
Currently Living: Water Kingdom capital somewhere in the ocean.
Smol Bio: Locke was born in a small river side, mixed type village that believed itself to be truly removed from the troubles of the world. Locke had always been a little hot tempered, being quick to start fights with people that had a problem with him. His mother was a member of the guard that protected the village that lost her position when she decided to look after a injured tyranitar, his father, she found on one of her patrols. Locke and his family were avoid by the rest of the village as the rumors of the destruction that they bring. By age twelve Locke had proven he was strong enough to join the village guard, despite some hesitation given his parentage. Locke parent's had told him of the many in justices that pokemon could commit when driven by fear and hatred, and used those stories to drive him to protect the village that might one day accept him and his family. When Locke was fourteen he was scouted back a water kingdom guard and was sent to join. While in service Locke had received a letter informing him that his parents were exiled and driven into the Dark Forest. His drive and anger blurred together as he fought battle after battle, quickly climbing the ranks of the water kingdom's guard. By twenty he had been invited to join King Kingdra's royal guard and served him loyally, becoming one of his most trusted guardsmen. Locke had always stayed focused on the take at hand as he moved thought the ranks, even hunting down a thief who stole the crown even after a replacement was being made. By twenty-seven King Kingdra named Locke his successor should he pass do to his lack of an eire. As Locke turned thirty King Kingdra had fallen ill and pasted and he was crowned the new king.
Personality: Locke is fairly laid back as a ruler, not truly knowing how to use the influence the being king entitles. Even though he as grown lacks in his time as king and not letting his quick temper and anger way his decision making, its still unwise to poke a ursaring with a stick. Once Locke's temper flares he's almost impossible to deal with, ready to move the conversation towards violence rather than a conclusion. Locke can be dense and stubborn, making it a difficult time to change his mind. He has been known to pass of his duties to his advisers and take a more hands on approach on matters regarding his kingdom.
Moveset: Rage, Crunch, Aqua Tail, Superpower, Scary Face
Aaaaaand Roleplay Sample:
(Part of a post from
https://pokecharms.com/threads/on-the-oceans-wings-alola-challenge.15428/ )
It was a long, but peaceful three days to sail from Pestoria City to the Melemele Sea, the salty sea air helped Max and his pokemon remoteness about the "fishing trips" he took with father when he would sleep on the ship to avoid school. Max, Locke and Sally looked out at the large city of Hau'oli with a straight confidence. This not being his first time in the Alola region, he place his hand on the third pokeball he had brought with him. Thorn was still the newest member of the team, but Max still felt compelled to bring his toxapex back to his home region. "You sure you wanna do this wearing that get up?" Mr. Dragoon as his son who was wearing the same business casual attire he always wore. "Your the one who always told me to dress up for work, now tells go Locke. Time to train." Max said as he returned Sally back to her pokeball and grabbed his dark blue water-proof bag, witch he slung across his shoulder before he walked off the ship into the warm, clear ocean. "You keep him safe ya' hear!" Mr. Dragoon grinned at Locke who nodded back as he jumped into the salty water after his trainer.