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| Astaroth | Jan 15 2008, 05:34 PM Post #1 |
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Name: Twitch Equivalent Age: 17 Species: :abra Biography: Name: "Twitch" Equivalent Age: 17 Species: Abra Biography: Distort: To twist awry or out of shape; Make crooked or deformed. This particular Abra's span of life has been one of dramatic ups and downs, happiness and frustration, a sense of peace and tranquillity and completely warping into one of brutality in physical form. A life that involved two powerful parents; a young, intelligent beauty that was his mother and a wise and powerful soldier that was his father. A life that one would only dream about but also one that would cause anyone to want to escape as soon as it has been lived. This Abra's life was one for the records... Twitch was born to a heavily respected family that consisted of a powerful Alakazam that served an honorable part of the Templar's force against the Chaos, and a loving Kadabra that was an excellent Pokemon at heart. His first few years in the World in which we live were spent in heavy hours of sleeping and socializing with his mother while his father was out at multiple raids and missions. This ran the unpredictable risk of death; the sole cause to the Chaos' numbers increasing rapidly the pass several years. Over the course of time, Twitch was able to flawlessly create a strong, and rich bond between his mother and himself that was held together by a seemingly unbreakable emotion of love and trust. Soon afterwards, his father was finally able to return home for the remainder of the decade, which at the time only held a time of an approximate two or three years, tops. As twitch began to mature he almost immediately grew a colossal amount of respect for his father's potential sacrifice of life and limb each and every time he was sent out into the line of work to protect their homeland. However, despite the innumerable amount of respect he felt for his father, Twitch was never able to create such a bond between the two as he did in the past with his mother. He struggles immensely to do so, yet in spite of his attempts the pride and honor that continuously radiated from within Twitch's father was too much to break down to reach the softer side of the aforementioned Alakazam. This soon resulted in a number of forgivable and almost expected bursts of minor conflicts within the household… However, at this point in time they weren’t signaling anything permanently threatening, yet. Exactly one year and two hundred days later, accompanied by two or three hours hand in hand with a handful of minutes, Twitch’s dad was to return to the Templar armed forces to raid an unexpected outbreak of Chaos nearby. Saddened by the obvious negative turn of events, the ‘Zam took the news to heart, understanding his duty to protect the lands. With the departure of the perfect role model, Twitch was now left to rot… He was now left to inadvertently lead down a path that led to the ultimate destruction of his current life, family, and status as the son of a great hero. Twitch was to undergo a metamorphosis; a state of distortion. At the age of a maturing child, twelve years were currently tucked beneath Twitch’s belt and the role of “Man of the House” was his to wrest. With his mother now aging to the point that she required occasional check-ups, Twitch was left to do most of the household chores, which included those of his father’s as well. Listening in on the weekly news provided by a group of Xatus, who were stationed just about a block away, supplied Twitch with hope that his father was still alive. As even more time passed, however, the hopeful atmosphere was quickly substituted with one of great hostility when the said battle was pushed within the borders of the residency that Twitch was living in. The Templar’s small squad was being overrun by the past deceased partners and were forced to retreat… Here. The opposition quickly overtook the ceaseless shrinking Templar squad, and led to the utter destruction of the small residency in which Twitch and his family lived. While hurriedly being evacuated from the scene Abra caught a glimpse of a gory and most disturbing sight; his father lay on the floor, wounds crowding his body in countless throngs of blood, while the battle raged on nearby. At the sight of the horrid scene Twitch was awe-struck, and before the birds had time to caw a switch has been inattentively hit inside of his overgrowing mind that caused an overly dramatic turn of events. ”In the case of Twitch the Abra, we, the residency of this land, rule him, as diagnosed by Dr. Chansey, clinically insane.” The words echoed in the mind of Twitch for moments beyond the day of his renewed conscious. The past was a complete blur, everything from the point in which he witnessed the tangible proof of his father’s murder was an unbelievable void that NEEDED to be filled. Then, without any prior warning to the Pokemon nearby, or towards his own self, Twitch hollered out in unexplainable confusion and frustration. ”Order! Order! We condemn this Poke’ to five years in the Clinic for the Mentally Insane!” What. The. Hell. Was. Going. On. The only six words that were thought of and spoken of for the next five years were the aforementioned. Twitch was in a state of being in which only consisted himself and… Himself. He completely learned to adapt to the lonesome environment he was thrust into for unknown reasons by secluding himself. He learned to successfully shut off any alien interference from the physical world, and with the help of his Psychic abilities, was able to “Live within his head.” As the years passed by he grew less social, less emotional, and ultimately less Pokemon, if you will. He was only a shadow of what he once was, and what he would’ve become… After a total of five years and three days, Twitch was successfully treated of his mental instability and was able to live in the outside world. Soon afterwards, he was enlisted in the AL, a partner of the Templar in the war against the Chaos… Who, did in fact, held his father and possibly his mother captive. Insane or not, murderous or not, Twitch was determined to rid the world of any opposition, Chaos or not. Twitch was now distorted; Permanently. Personality: Twitch has grown to become an anti-social being over the years in the institution. He refuses to create any serious bonds between any other Pokemon due to the frustration, distortion, and ultimate death it causes. He believes, “love” is only an alien emotion and is not required to succeed in life. And I quote: “As the years passed by he grew less social, less emotional, and ultimately less Pokemon, if you will. He was only a shadow of what he once was, and what he would’ve become…” Money: $500 Level: 5 Moves: Teleport Allegiance Alpha Legion |
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