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Open War Pokèmon

(This is my first time starting an Rp, so yeah... >_>)


A few years before the War had broken out between two lands, the now infamous countries that were known to have no mercy on anyone that wasn't their own, were divided into two separate continents. This argument all started because of an ancient jewel that was said to have granted powers to whomever discovered it and that they would become ruler of the lands. Long ago, it was found by a simple Growlithe who had searched far and wide for the ancient gemstone. His name was Abiba. Once Abiba had discovered it and became King, people had despised the Growlithe. Others had worked dedicating their whole life to finding it, but a young child came along and stole it from them. Others say it was destiny, but only one could rule over the two lands. So a group of of Pokèmon gathered together and formed an orginazation known today as 'Venöm'. The plan was to assassinate the King, each day they grew more and more powerful because of how many pokèmon that started to accumulate. They soon grew in numbers and not long after, the King's borrowed time had run out. As they were successful in their plan, their leader, Spike, gained the power he desired and became King over the lands. Venöm is now residing in the land of Triyös, (Prenounced Tree-yos). The land of Triyös was plentiful and was filled with life and trees although their leader was deceitful.

Their land was full of people who were too afraid of losing their lives to stand up to him. The others who spoke up were murdered or imprisoned because they were outsiders. In the other land, which was sepereated by water, was the land of Sïlyos (Prenounced See-yos). This land was barren, the only thing they had was water from a community stream which was constantly being filled with trash from the other land to purposely abuse them. There were trees there, but they never bloomed. All there was left of the land was a few patches of grass and a few flowers here and there although they were wilted. There were a few people who would talk to Abiba although he was long gone to ask for guidance and protection. One day, the Pokèmon of Sïlyos got tired of the treatment they were given. All of the inhabitants traveled to the land of Triyös and began a blind attack against the them, but only to be defeated, they tried again and again but failed. Every time an attack had begun, it had gotten worse. The two lands formed armies and kept attacking each other to no end. Although, there is still hope for these two communities. If there are any peacemakers that would find a way to get them to reunite, the War would finally come to an end..

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Rules~

1. Must follow the Pokècharms rules
2. Profanity is allowed but keep it at a minimum
3. Special abilities are allowed as well but one per Roleplayer
4. NO Legendaries!
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Charachter Sheet

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Ability: (Only one)
Appearance:
About:

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Military Sheet

Name:
Age: (Preferably 18 & up)
Gender:
Ability: (Just one)
Personality:
Species of Pokèmon:
Appearance:
Extra:
Rank:

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Ranks

Private: No need of qualifications; must complete training before joining any attacks

Infantry: Pokèmon that attack from the ground; only Fairy, Ice, Grass, Normal, Fire, Dragon, Ground, Rock, Dark, Poison, Ghost and Electric are qualified


Air force: Pokèmon that attack from the sky; Flying types only (Bird Pokèmon are also qualified)

Marine: Pokèmon that attack from underwater; Water types only


Corporal: Works under the Sergeant, taking orders and delivers the message and trains all beginners; only one pokèmon can be Corporal at a time(Anyone is allowed to be Corporal as long as you inform me about it first)

Sergeant: Commands everyone; only one pokèmon can be Sergeant at a time(Anyone can be Sergeant as long as you notify me first)

NEW

Healer: Heals the injured pokémon while staying behind keeping a watchful eye for others who are hurt; Fairy and Psychic types are suited for this job(This job is also available for other pokèmon that are able to heal others as well, make sure you check the movesets to make sure the Pokèmon is able to heal)

Overseer: Pokèmon that watch over from outposts, they take shifts to make sure the land of Sïlyos is guarded always as there are 8 outposts total. One South, North, West, East, South East, North East, South West and North West. Only Water types and Flying types are qualified for this job mainly because the posts are surrounded by a water

Gaurds: Gaurds make sure no one comes onto the land just like Overseers except they do not have outposts. The same things applies to the sides of the island they protect. 3 Gaurds are appointed to each side. The qualified pokèmon are Fire, Ghost, Poison, Ground, Dragon, Dark, Electric, Normal, Psychic and Rock types

Spy: Pokèmon that sneak into the enemy territory and gather important information about their devious plans; Flying and Water Types are qualified for this job

Herbalist: A pokèmon who assists a specific healer by collecting requested herbs and gathering them for them to use on injured pokèmon; Psychic, Fairy, Normal, Grass and Flying types are preferred for this job. This job might be difficult as there is barely life in Sïlyos but there are a few gardens

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My Character Sheet

Name: Cleo
Age: 18
Ability: None
Personality: Quiet, hates being touched and doesn't talk to pokèmon he doesn't know.
Species: Pikipek
Appearance: Just a regular Pikipek with tattered feathers and strange markings all over him
Extra: Don't ask about the markings he has on his body
Rank: Air Force

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Rp

Cleo was busy dozing off as he always did after going into battle. Since he was fighting against his will for a place he didn't even like was even more irritating. Having nowhere to go, he slept in trees of Sïlyos that had big branches. Of course the trees weren't filled with leaves, so he had no protection against the elements. Cleo preferred staying in the trees to avoid any problems on the ground below. He was a little scrawny for a Pikipek his age. After waking up, he discovered that it was starting to get a little crowded at the river. "I better go before it's too late.." Stretching his wings, he finally took off. Landing perfectly at the river, he pushed his way through the large crowd. By the time he got there, the water was already gone. Something was up, he saw water just a minute ago. If the leader of Triyös had done something to their water supply, he was gonna pay for it. The small Pikipek wasn't just in the Air Force, he was also a spy. Deciding he should go and take a look and check on Venöm's leader, but then he realized it was too far of a journey for him. Perhaps he could ask the Corporal if he could send the Marines to check on them? Probably not, he's never sent them before, why would he do it now? Taking off again, he knew he needed to go inform him about it soon before anything else happened.
 
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Name: Mofeta
Age: 20
Ability: None
Personality: Ambitious and quick to doing things. He is impatient and likes to get things done fast. He also likes doing things his way and his way only.
Species: Skuntank
Appearance: A normal skuntank with a black spiked collar around his neck.
Extra: Don’t make him mad unless you want to be covered in a toxic spray...
Rank: Private

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In the land of Triyös, young Mofeta was sleeping comfortably in the trees above. Like the pikipek, he enjoyed resting after a battle, but unlike the bird pokemon, he was part of Venöm...

“Bah. Nothin’ to do... Everything’s so boring here...” He said with a swish of his long bushy tail. Even though the skunk pokemon just got back from a fierce battle, he was one who liked to do things at all times. He wasn’t one to sit still, but that was likely due to his ADHD.

After a few more minutes of sitting alone, Mofeta finally got up from his position on the tree, and hopped down to the ground below. “That’s it... If nothing is going on, I’m gunna make somethin’ go on...” And so he stomped off towards the community river in search of something to do...
 
Reaching his Corporal, he saluted until he was addressed. It seemed like he was already upset. It was his duty to report to him as soon as something went wrong in Sïlyos. 'Crap.' Thinking he was gonna to get impaled, it didn't go the way he planned. "Hmm..another problem?", he asked turning his head slightly. Still looking for a glint of anger in his eyes, his expression was completely blank and emotionless. Realizing he was supposed to be reporting to him about the news, he quickly registered his thoughts.

"At the community river, our water has been cut off. Someone must've been behind this and I suspect it was Spike or one of his minions. What do you suppose we do? Should we send the marines?"

"No, we should wait for orders from the Sergeant, he'll know what to do.." Turning to leave, the Garchomp set off to report to the Sergeant. Hoping he wasn't too late, Cleo flew off, awaiting orders. Hours had passed and they still had no solution nor water. Thinking about doing a little 'research' on his own, as he flew off once more, he glanced one more time at Sïlyos and began his trip. As he started his journey, he went through a lot of strong winds. His wings were growing tired from the struggle, he had to speed up.

Meanwhile, the the Corporal was busy explaining the problem to their leader. Unlike the Garchomp, the leader wasn't taking it lightly. "Again!? I'm getting sick and tired of those pokèmon who think they're better than us! Now they cut off our only source of life!?" The Pyroar unsheathed his claws revealing his fangs, thrashing his tail violently. If he got his hands on the one who was responsible, they'd wish they were never born.
 
Name: Caesar Maloouf
Age: 23
Ability: None particularly, though he does have exceptional swimming skill.
Personality: Caesar Maloouf has always been an abrasive, however loyal individual. He has trouble following orders, especially from those whom he doesn't think deserves his respect. Despite this, he has remarkable skills with combat in the water, however isn't afraid to get his hands dirty on land, either. He is brutally efficient, with no empathy for his enemies, as he once said: "The world doesn't have time for your emotions. You either learn to deal with the truth, or you make lies - and those who deceive others reap what they sow." - This, however, was just the way he was brought up.
Species of Pokèmon:
Appearance: Average Floatzel, slightly more muscular fins and more toned body.
Extra: Nothing that hasn't been mentioned.
Rank: Marine
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The Floatzel rushed through the river, an adrenaline surge fueling his already impressive swimming skill. If he didn't get this information to the nearby outpost soon, their entire base of operations here could be completely and utterly crippled. He heard a light flush a few miles behind him, his excellent hearing in the water aiding him. Oh, shit, that's them! He went even faster, popping his head up near the Pikipek.

"YOU, HURRY! GET BACK TO THE NEARBY OUTPOST, AND TELL THE SERGEANT PRESENT THERE THAT A MASSIVE FORCE OF ENEMY MARINES ARE INCOMING! THEY HAVE AIR SUPPORT -" Just then, a seed bomb landed right next to Caesar - and he bolted off down the river, back towards the outpost. Several more ranged attacks skipped after him, however none made notable impact due to his masterful aquatic maneuverability.

Getting back to the nearby base of operations, raising his sleek, orange head up from the water, he yelled - "ENEMY ATTACK!"
 
“Hey..! Looks like the marines are planning an attack! Maybe I could join em...” Mofeta muttered to himself while following them. He ran alongside them at the edge of the river, trying hard to keep pace with them, but it was rather difficult since they were swimming a bit faster than he could actually run. “If only I could swim...” He mumbled, still sprinting after his fellow troops. Finally the young skuntank could get some action going. As he ran, Mofeta gathered some of his land troops to join him on the run towards Silyös. The more the better, right? Well, for him at least... For the others in Silyös, this could prove to be a challenging fight...
 
Using his keen eyesight, he spotted a marine and Infantry troops, he immediately turned back. Although he was retreating, they had another thing coming if they thought they were just going to let them invade their land. They took everything away from them, they weren't going to let them take their dignity. Alerting all of Sïlyos with his signature battle screech, Sïlyos was slowly but surely preparing for this oncoming attack. Returning back to his land, some of their Infantry had already blocked them from entering alone with some of the Marines. A Tyranitar, the head of the Infantry was blocking the only way in and a Gyrados was blocking the only way in from underwater.

This tactic was used to stall them so they could prepare for the real battle. Cleo, the newest head of the Air Force gathered all types of Pokèmon. Half of their troops were headed straight towards Trïyos, while dropping underwater sticky bombs that clung to their victims until they exploded. The infantry made sure to blind them by filling the area with a mist. It was extremely quiet, one false move and one by one they will start disappearing to be silently dealt with without causing noise. The Air Force finally arrived in the land and started to pick them off one by one, attempting to make their way to the leader of Venöm. Cleo however, stayed behind, watching over the mist in the crossroads, just to be sure none of them escaped.
 
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After seeing the Air Force, he reported back to their leader, Grey and informed him about the news. Sending out the second half of their Air Force, they were sent into battle, attacking viciously with their talons. Cleo continued to oversee everything that was happening. Because of the past 3 years they haven't been attacking, they saved up a massive amount of troops and therefore their population had doubled, as a result, their troops tripled. This battle was going to be long and fierce, nothing was going to stop the Pokèmon of Sïlyos from getting their way this time. Too many people risked their lives to get them this far. The former head of the Air Force had been killed by an unknown pokèmon from Team Venöm. Revenge was not far behind.
 
Mofeta kept on running towards the land of Silyös, determined to surprise attack his foes. Sadly, the skunk got there a little too late... The way into the lands appeared to be blocked by a fierce and intimidating tyranitar. The troops just stared upwards at the giant, some scared, some just annoyed. Mofeta surely fell into that annoyed category. How could he let something like this happen?! He honestly didn’t know...

After hesitating for a long while, Mofeta finally got the guts to shoot a glare at the large pokemon, obviously not amused by it standing there and blocking their only way to what would have been a successful battle. What was he supposed to do? Well, there was only one thing the skunk could do, and so he raised his head towards the sky and let out a long and fierce battle cry. “Attack!” He screeched, then charged towards the t-tar with his huge spear in paw.
 
Grabbing the spear, the Tyranitar flung it and clawed at it visiously. The rest of them began to take down the troops the skunk had brought with one by one, they were dealt with. Some were tossed into the waters to be ravaged by the Marines. Spotting this attempt, Cleo desperately needed to hold them off as much as possible. If their Infantry used up too much of their energy, they wouldn't have any left for the real attack. He knew this wasn't all of their army, plus, they needed to spare time to get the others prepared. Diving, letting letting out a battle screech, he hit a sharp left turn and grazed the skunk which cut him a little. Once again, aiming and diving towards it, once he was close enough,he tackled it with his talons. "You throw your trash in our water source, kill our men and now this!?" You make me sick!" Pinning him to the ground, he waited for his pitiful response just so he'd have a reason to attack.
 
The skunk didn’t expect an attack to be so powerful, in fact, when his spear with snatched away from him, all he could do was stare... He tried fighting back with all his might, but of course this was a useless attempt. His opponent was far bigger than he was, and trying to aim for a weak point like the head would be way easier said than done. Once he was grazed, he stumbled a few times, but it looks like he was taken advantage of in his time of being stunned. Mofeta grunted when he was pinned under the weight of the massive rock type, but he had a plan... After half-listening to the other’s speech, he replied with a smirk. “Indeed... And after today, this’ll be just another piece of land for Venöm...” And just like that, he used a Poison Gas attack to try getting away. Foul waves of toxic mist surrounded the tyranitar, which would hopefully be enough for Mofeta to get away...
 
The Tyranitar became disoriented but that didn't stop a Garchomp from appearing in front of him. "So, you're trying to sneak in, huh?" After questioning the Skuntank before using Sand Tomb. It engulfed him in a sandstorm, trapping the skunk in place. Cleo dived once again and grabbed the skuntank then threw it into the water. "See ya!" Searching and protecting the border along side the Infantry, the land of Sïlyos was finally prepared. Finally landing, he instructed the troops. "We must wait here until a Marine comes to inform us on the current situation back at the island! Back to your positions!"
 
Name: Utoko 'Gli' Dare
Age: 34
Ability: Emergency Exit (You mean POKEMON abilities, right...?)
Personality: Utoko is a Loyal and Obedient person. They listen well to there colleagues, and never turns down a Challenge. This makes him Cocky and Air headed at times, but he is still a useful member of the Military.
Species: Golisopod
Appearance: He wears water proof Headphones. The Headphones give him the Info he needs to attack enemy's. The provider of this info, However, is unknown. He also has a Gold chain around his neck.
Other: Gender is Male.
Rank: Marine
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He had arrived with the rest of the crowd. "It's hard to keep up with you people...!" "Yea I know, dude! I just caught up with the rest." "Yes. The army is Getting into position." "Yes, I'm joining them as we speak." he said, as he Got into his Position. "Yo! When are we going to attack?" he asked to nobody in Particular.
 
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Mofeta thought he had finally gotten away, but he was oh so very wrong... He soon found himself surrounded by sand. The vicious attack whipped around him, battering him with sand from all angles. Finally, he was knocked into the water just like that. Many marines from Silyös started to attack him, making him wonder if this was truly the end... After being hit a few times, some soldiers from Triyös came to lift him up, one of them being a floatzel and the other being a primarina. The two shoved the skunk onto the edge of the river, where a young looking luxio and a torracat came to drag him away...
 
Name: Gidget
Age: 36
Ability: Poison Point
Personality: Calm, Slow-tempered, and cautious. He finds himself often having to explain his motives to others, but he always has some sort of reasoning behind his actions. It is almost annoying the amount of time he takes planning out a strategy for quite literally every situation.
Species of Pokèmon: Scolipede
Appearance: That of the normal Scolipede, a tad bit taller providing an intimidating stature. His purple rings seem to pulse slightly in the moonlight.
Extra: Male, Supports the ranks of Sïlyos
Rank: Infantry
Name: Everness
Age: 23
Ability: Magic Bounce
Personality: Quick-thinking and quite fast on her feet. Commonly known to all her patients, she is quite the friendly lot and tends to ramble aimlessly while the injured pokemon are healing from her help.
Species of Pokèmon: Xatu
Appearance: Broader wings than that of a normal Xatu with sharper points. She possesses an odd coloring that makes all of the red on her body a little pinker, and all the green a tad paler.
Extra: Female, Supports Triyös and Venöm, but can be found flying over as discreetly as possible to heal some from the opposing side as well. She knows her head will roll if the leaders of Venöm ever catch her in the act.
Rank: Healer (A bit of Herbalist too, if you don't mind.)

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Just as Mofeta was being hoisted up and away, a rather panicked looking Xatu appeared before the Triyös soldiers with her wings waving about. "Boys! Boys, this is a Healer's job, remember? I don't remember either of you being qualified for this. Shoo! Go!" Everness was rather confident and a little stupid to challenge these powerful members of the infantry. Nonetheless, she didn't falter as she looked dead into their eyes. "Spike won't be happy to find his dear Skuntank so badly treated."
 
Just after Cleo had taken flight, the Healer wasn't that unrecognizable. "Ugh, again?" Diving down, he cut it close, grazing the Xatu's side. "Better leave while you can.." Diving once again, he revealed his talons in attempt to claw at Everness. Letting out his battle screech, this time, it was a little more intimidating. His wings grew silent against the air, making it difficult to hear from which direction he was coming from.
 
He swam off, hearing a commotion. "Yo! Its not nice to attack! Come on down and take a nice SCOLDING bath!" she said, shooting scolding hot water at the air, hoping he would hit the attacker. "Heal them as you can. I got this Prick." he said, shooting some more scalding water. "Go ahead!" he rushed them, because the attacker could be dangerous. He realized a small shape in the air. "Dude, is that the Pikipeck from earlier?" he thought, shooting a cold beam of ice at the figure in the sky. "How about a COLD bath instead?" they taunted.
 
"Hey, hey now! Calm your feather's!" She shouted once Cleo began his next attack. Everness grasped Mofeta's arm and yanked him as hard as she could manage onto her back. "We're all birds here, just settle for a minute, I don't attack pokemon, so you should- WATCH OUT!" Just as the Pikipek was diving towards her, Everness grabbed the small bird between her wings and ducked out of the way of the spear of ice. She immediately set Cleo down behind her after it had hit the ground. "What is a tiny thing like you doing on the battlefield anyway?" She hissed and dodged an attack coming from the enemy side.
 
"Calm your feathers? CALM. YOUR. FEATHERS? This is a WAR! A war were talking about! There is no calm!" he said, as he kept shooting jets of scolding water and cold ice. "You don't have mercy. You don't stop. You only survive. Otherwise, your head will ROLL. it will ROLL people. Unless he is part of the venom or whatever, I'm not holding fire. The only reason I'm not firing at you is because A: Your a traitor and B: I know that because I watch people from bodies of water. its kinda my job. KINDA."
 
"Don't get on my bad side. I may be small, but I'm not afraid to kill whoever gets on my nerves. Stay out of my way.." Squeezing his way out of her grasp, he took off trying to attack the Golisopod. Effortlessly rocketing towards the pokèmon, his beak just missed his head, shaving off some of it but not injuring him. Flying back in his direction, Cleo starting clawing at him. Just then, more from the Air Force joined Cleo, attacking the Marines. An Oricorio beat it's wings together, creating fire around Utoko.
 
"Ungrateful little... Ack!" The Triyös Healer held the Skuntank close and moved out of the way of the fire, muttering profanities under her breath. Just as she was about to flee the scene with Mofeta in wing, a tall Scolipede stopped her in her tracks and towered over her, grunting deeply.
"What's a short little Venöm bird doing in our lands?"
"Little? Little! I'll have you know I am a full four eleven! How dare you accuse me of little?"
"I don't have time for this." He hissed and hurried along, breaking through the fire and starting to throw his blows, with the beetle plates lining his back sizzling from the flames.
"Don't have time? Such rude men these days. Hmph!" She dramatically turned her head and started scurrying off as fast as she could manage.
 
"Woah, Woah! Are you idiots? We didn't even ask each other which side were on! I'm on...Venom!" he said, shooting the fire with water. "I'm a water type." he said, shooting more water. "Don't even think about it." he said, covering the healer. "Lookout. Four eleven is tall, you know. Making you a TALLER target. Got your back, ma'am." he said, Running backwards. He seemed to be good at it, and kept up with The Xatu well. "So...Why so against the king? We all have our reasons."
 
Her fast feet moved a tad quicker despite this marine fighter on her side. "And you're just going to leave the field following a Healer?" The Xatu looked up at him, it seemed with a bit of nervousness in her voice from him following her along. "You mean the former king of Sïlyos? Thing is, I'm- Venöm provides more safety and resources for us all. This place is just barren nowadays. No one in their right mind would choose this place over Venöm, and that's why we have to fight them all back."
 
"A: Yes, I'm willing to follow a healer for the health of venom, B: No need to be tense, and C: I hate the King because he chooses HIS kingdom over The health of both. I say that a TRUE ruler, is no ruler at all. So people can live in peace...So if a king rules a land, it will only fall apart...I want to kill the king, free the land, and have peace." He said, as he looked surprised and quickly punched a Kadabra. "I call that move First Impression." he said.
 
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Tackling the Golisopod, startling him, he held him there scratching at his head. "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK ABOUT OUR KING! YOUR IGNORACE IS THE CAUSE OF THIS WAR IN THE FIRST PLACE! YOU SPEAK AS IF YOU KNOW HIM!" Being relentless, an fire burned in his eyes as he locked his gaze upon him. Cleo moved just before a Growlithe charged him and used double kick.
 
Everness sent a very simple air slash Cleo's way, knocking him back just enough to gain them some time. "We do as we want!" She crowed and held tight to the Golisopod's arm, trying to drag him along quickly, though his weight proved to be an inconvenience. "Let's go!" The Skuntank she never let go from her back finally slipped, and the two were in such a rush she had to simply leave the private behind if they were going to escape the battlefield alive.
 
They got up, and caught up to the Medic. The fact he ran so fast despite his weight was surprising a bit. "Dang, I messed this up!" he said, slightly ahead. "If we die, I want you to know..." he said, looking around. "That I stole some gold from that king anyway." he said, with a sheepish Smile.
 
A Glailie chased after them and used Icy Wind, lowering their speed. Some of the Infantry tried to chase them off. "Let them go! You're only distracting yourselves.." Landing, he stretched his wings queuing them back to their stations. Flying away to join the first dispatched Air Force, they planned to plant bombs all over Triyös as well as a hidden in the heart of the city. Their leader would get what's coming to him. Most of the bombs had already been planted, they just needed someone to sneak into the main building too set the last one. Then, all they needed to do was wait. This was was just a decoy to distract them from the real thing. They made sure to be discreet to keep any outside spies from reporting back to Venöm. So far, the plan was working.
 
They had arrived at the small Village. "Great! Just warn the leader that pe-" he tripped on something. "OW!" he said, getting up to see what he tripped on. "A bomb...? Whats that doi-Oh god..." he cut himself off. "Got a match?" they asked, with a evil grin. "It would be useful right now." he added. "Suprised the flares of war aren't sparking this thing, however." A drum was heard. "Bu-Dum Tsssss" it made the old joke sound. "Well somebody had to do it." a small Salandit said, shrugging.
 
The bombs didn't have that much time left, Cleo needed to hurry. He'd finally made his way to Triyös and the Air Force was waiting for him at a hideout they kept preserved there. When he got there, they were already starting to discuss the game plan. A Wingull walked closer and spoke. "We have the bombs set up, we'll be watching from the sky. Follow me." Flying and landing on the top of Team Venöm's building, he found a vent open. "This is an in and out operation, plant the bomb in all of the major areas that way we can bring this thing down but make sure it's well hidden. Take this ear piece and you'll be able to get instructions that way." Nodding, he dove in starting from the top floor.
 
Name: Barker
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Ability: Tough Claws
Personality: Overprotective. Will not hesitate to protect his team or die for them.
Species of Pokèmon: Lycanroc-Dusk
Appearance: His fur is orange but more unorganized. His neck rocks are a shiny black. His claws are silver. His eyes glow blue when attacking. He wears a red scarf and grey beanie. He also has a tuf of pink hair on head.
About: Barker comes from a long line of Lycanroc's. His mom and dad were in the military but Barker chose not to. He has never given up in a fight. Some say he might have a Vital Spirit but with those Tough Claws, he's gotta have a really Keen Eye. He is bisexual, which is another reason he didn't join the War. [Moveset: Stone Edge, Crunch, Drill Run, Thunder Fang]
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Barker was walking home. He was with his friends, Tina the Charmeleon and Benji the Munchlax. "I'm telling you, the test is RIGGED!" screamed Benji. "Calm down dude. Your just saying that because you failed the test." Barker said to the upset pokemon. "But it's not fair. You are at your final evolution!!" Benji complained. "Yeah, because I only have two." He looked at his home. "Gotta go guys!" He ran inside the cave and greeted his mother.
 
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