Post by Naze on Sept 13, 2009 11:34:07 GMT -7
RAZZ SUTCLIFF
Le` Freak In Red
Full Name • Razzerithe Regami Sutcliff
Nicknames • Razz
Birthdate • Unknown
Awoke December 23rd
HomeTown • Unknown
Sexuality • Pansexual
Theme Song • Breakfast in America - Supertramp
Nicknames • Razz
Birthdate • Unknown
Awoke December 23rd
HomeTown • Unknown
Sexuality • Pansexual
Theme Song • Breakfast in America - Supertramp
height • 5'9
weight • How rude!
build • Lean, Slightly Feminine [Not wirey]
hair • Cardinal red, slightly below waistline, heavily styled on an average basis.
eyes • Golden Yellow
piercings • None
tattoos • None
distinguishing features • Depends on where one would like to start pointing out these obvious features.. While the most obvious of his features that may allow him to be an easy find in a crowd is his cardinal red hair with a fashionable style to his bangs, his fang-like teeth are certainly 'distinguishing', a kinder word for flat out weird. The large amount of red in his attire is also something that sets him apart from the modern day standard of 'average' but aside from these little quirks he blends in quite well, no?
L . O . O . K
weight • How rude!
build • Lean, Slightly Feminine [Not wirey]
hair • Cardinal red, slightly below waistline, heavily styled on an average basis.
eyes • Golden Yellow
piercings • None
tattoos • None
distinguishing features • Depends on where one would like to start pointing out these obvious features.. While the most obvious of his features that may allow him to be an easy find in a crowd is his cardinal red hair with a fashionable style to his bangs, his fang-like teeth are certainly 'distinguishing', a kinder word for flat out weird. The large amount of red in his attire is also something that sets him apart from the modern day standard of 'average' but aside from these little quirks he blends in quite well, no?
L . O . O . K
Likes
[/b] • Interesting Situations
Social Events
Being Around Companions/Friends
The Color Red [Can't you tell?]
Fire Pokemon
Suicune~ ♥
Dislikes •
Getting Wet In Clothing
Being Completely Alone
Complete Silence
Plain, Average Things/Individuals
Extremely Heated Weather
Being Forced Into Doing Something
Strengths •
Quick Wit
Above Average Physical Abilities
Strategic [Only when the time calls for it]
Verbal Maneuvering
Weaknesses •
Impatience
Usual Haste
Silence
Tempermental
Clumsiness When Under Pressure
Habits/Quirks •
Unable To Sit Still For A Long Amount of Time
Fiddles With His Hair When Bored
Hums When Bored [The two usually go hand in hand]
Habitual Day Dreaming
Fears •
Being Without His Pokemon
Losing Passion
Being Forced Into Situations
His Hair Turning White[/center]
Personality:
You would presume, due to his past, that he would be quite a reserved man with little to give however, this is the exact opposite.
On the street, you'll be greeted with a smile and Razz will even be willing to help someone with a quick problem and be satisfied with only a thank-you in return. He also seems to never forget a favor no matter how seldom he receives them.
However, it's rather rare that someone will stick around him for a prolonged period of time due to his personality that's as fervid as a flame and what some people will call "unnatural impulses" though they're pretty much just his flamboyance strikingly high. Despite his usually flamboyant persona, Razz also seems to be the type of person who never forgets an enemy or a serious, lasting offense towards himself or his Pokémon. He's also a man whom does not accept simple apologies easily.
In fact, Razz is no short of plain resentful towards people whom have betrayed him or to people whom he has lost interest in for some reason.
Pushing the worst aside, it's quite the task to get into Razz's true line of interest or cross him. On average, you'll simply see a rather odd male who seems to be a bit flirty with each sex due to his pansexual nature [but seems to be equally picky personality-wise with whom he delves into a relationship with].
On the street, you'll be greeted with a smile and Razz will even be willing to help someone with a quick problem and be satisfied with only a thank-you in return. He also seems to never forget a favor no matter how seldom he receives them.
However, it's rather rare that someone will stick around him for a prolonged period of time due to his personality that's as fervid as a flame and what some people will call "unnatural impulses" though they're pretty much just his flamboyance strikingly high. Despite his usually flamboyant persona, Razz also seems to be the type of person who never forgets an enemy or a serious, lasting offense towards himself or his Pokémon. He's also a man whom does not accept simple apologies easily.
In fact, Razz is no short of plain resentful towards people whom have betrayed him or to people whom he has lost interest in for some reason.
Pushing the worst aside, it's quite the task to get into Razz's true line of interest or cross him. On average, you'll simply see a rather odd male who seems to be a bit flirty with each sex due to his pansexual nature [but seems to be equally picky personality-wise with whom he delves into a relationship with].
History
!CAUTION!
Some of this passage may contain harsh language and violence.
For the first and hopefully last time, wearing such a large amount of black felt extremely appropriate and it was the first time the young male felt as if his hair which bore a sort of resemblance in shade with the bright feathers of a Cardinal was something to grimace at when gazing at his own reflection that would provoke an involuntary conceited sigh on average. And While Razz was a few insignificant steps away from being positive that his usual flamboyant persona would be restored in due time this leap of depression was slowly destroying him with excruciating pain. But whom could blame the man for this uncharacteristic state that weighed so heavily upon his shoulders? And it had only been two days since the incident had happened.. One that Razz blamed upon himself, as many people did when greeted with the death of a close individual. If he had only defied Ron's orders.. If he had stayed with him.. Then maybe both of them would've been free as the Pidgey they envied with each passing day, or at least they would've passed with each other for company. No, now Ron had to face the fires of Hell alone and Razz would have to live with that guilt until his last breath passed his thin lips. What was worse? Burning painfully yet swiftly within the flames of the underworld or slowly being devoured inside out while living?
All flesh decays, and death turns all to ash. So why, why when oxygen still coursed through his lungs in a healthy manner was he being eradicated within? While the chrome hallways where Razz stood stark still had not changed in the slightest since the many years he was kept within this nightmare, spaces seemed empty with nobody Razz could affiliate himself with occupying them. Life had altered within his golden hues, which was held upon a much larger scale then the physical changes of this remote little laboratory ; how small previous events seemed compared to this.. It was only the footsteps echoing throughout the honestly empty corridors that jerked the red head from his thoughts. Ugh, the clicking of boots was irritating before, like something that reminded him constantly of the situation he was trapped within despite himself but now.. now it was simply unbearable like chalk scraping across a blackboard. The audio could easily be connected to one person ; the head scientist Aka, and at the same moment a symphony of emotions ran through his nerves, none of them necessarily positive. They hadn't spoken, and while it could be debated that the head madman behind all this and a lowly experiment like himself shouldn't be talking anyway, they still did. Why shouldn't they? Razz could recall a few more experiments here besides Ron but they always seemed to disappear after awhile with the smell of flames tainting the air a day later. It had gotten to a point where so many of Professor Aka's little lab rats perished that Razz had heard from undeniable sources that Team Rocket dropped the fundings for this little laboratory. And without proper payments for such large operations that they did, one would've thought it stopped there. Yes.. He made a similar mistake in hoping for that. The employees quit for they were no longer receiving their average paychecks or they were just sick of working under a man that was steadily losing his mind. Only Aka's little assistant, an oddly kind older man named Pretarithe resolved to stay, keep his technical superior in check since no one else could. Plus, Pretarithe was a sick man who had a good five years or so to continue living if he was lucky ; so what else did he have planned for his life set to an untimely ending then make one last impact on another's life? Then there were Pokemon that only Razz could understand, similar to the employees they too had either escaped somehow or died in a harsh experiment that just wasn't meant to be survived by any average beast. This left three eeveelutions , an Abra and Clefairy that Razz considered his 'party'. The scientist claimed in was 'playing trainer with toys already owned' as if they were no more then the viles containing chemicals upon the metallic counter tops.
It irritated him.. It had gotten to Ron also but what could they do? Razz was helpless to watch as three Eevee were evolved into their evolutions at a terribly young age and a Clefairy being brought in with it's leg nearly in two from being caught within a purposely set bear trap. The female was pregnant as well and before death struck the pink-furred gave birth to a litter of two. Unfortunately, the first born Cleffa seemed unable to make it past the first stages of life yet the second seemed to trudge through somehow. Perhaps Razz was fool to believe that when the scientist simply handed him that newborn with seemingly good intentions it was for his own happiness.. It was more so for the young Pokemon's, so it grew into a healthy Clefairy before being yanked from the young male to be thrown within a cage. And the Abra.. Well that skiddish little thing had been there for some time now. Pretarithe stated that the psychic was a perfect, artificial Abra and a portal in the future of Pokemon but..
"I'm sorry, XN002.. For your loss.." a deep voice came as a man dressed within clothing articles suited for a scientist [save his red jacket that nearly reached his knees] came to stand beside Razz, though a distance between both figures was visible. Safety precautions and what not.. They would be needed sometime in the near future, as Razz's weekly ponders of committing murder had grown daily and more in depth. Huh.. and that statement only helped to idea edge along! Sorry. Liar.. That fucking insincere apology gripping his stomach with an icy hand and squeezed, making his emotional pain increase thus forcing his anger to rouse. There was the thought of his false statement being nothing more then cruel sarcasm yet, it did not have the patronizing tone that sarcasm usually held.. But simply because it wasn't some obvious jab at his current state of depression didn't mean it was true in any sense, nor did it mean that the vocal attack did not have a point to it's sword. But upon the lighted stage which he was bound upon it was best not to parry the lines given to you unless you were prepared both emotionally and physically for the punishment to come... But as the actor dancing with many flaws within this lime light painted red, it wouldn't be the first time he took one of Professor Aka's lashing ; and what kind of failed experiment would he be without knowing how to endure such common things from his 'director'? "You are just an ignorant little beast aren't you? Listen, it's Razz, not that stupid crude name that belongs on a label. And just who are you to say you're sorry when this is all your fault anyway? All-" Smack...
That was only to be expected. While it was no universal dream to be able to voice your emotions, ill or positive, Professor Aka was not one to tolerate nor accept the fact that his experiments that were meant to be perfect actually had minds that did not focus entirely on his wishes. And while all this was just routine after so many years, the Professor had only found one more reason to despise his creations when Team Rocket abandoned their lab due to the failures he produced and while these 'creations' had the proper abilities, personalities and mental state never seemed to shape out the way originally planned. And Professor Aka was so out of his skull that it never hit him to change anything but a few portions of DNA. Making him the world's first true mad scientist.. Razz chuckled inwardly, ignoring the pain within his right cheek that the scientist had induced by laying a harsh hand upon his pale facial features in an irate slap. Pfft, the man couldn't take the truth. He was ignorant, the name Razz had adopted was 'Razz', and the whole reason for the redhead's mourning was the Professor's doing! Knowing that psycho it was probably some honor to be able to elevate these emotions within another..
While he had made friends, or at least acquaintances, with the other experiments within the laboratory they all inevitably 'disappear' due to some sort of genetically malfunction or the few that dared to attempt a faulty escape that always failed. Despite there being only two scientist within the center, for all of the missing employees some form of technology took it's place.. possibly an improvement on the Professor's playing field and a disadvantage upon whomever was stuck there like captives of war. However, one experiment had managed to stick around and was there even before Razz came into this life ; Ron Vykre he was called, and someone who wasn't simply created like a science experiment. An actual human who was taken away from the light of day and injected with DNA of all sorts, experimented on to the point of no return and until even Professor Aka had little clue what the male was mixed with. The surprise that someone unemployed at the lab actually survived for more then a month of was a shock to Ron, and a similar surprise also sparked within the red head. So these lab rats came and went, the cycle repeated itself a number of times before Ron snuck up into the very top of the building and reached a window.. That glorious window. Razz had followed him, as the 'sibling' they both considered each other as, and while he had seen sunlight, the outside world, it was only in pictures. His skin was virgin to the sunlight and as Ron walked onto the balcony he looked completely intoxicated as if the fresh air, wind blowing through his wavey blonde hair was a drug long forgotten. Razz could share the feeling in a way.. But while nature greeting him was completely foreign up until that moment, Ron had grew up around it and after experiencing such a violent detox the man wasn't prepared to lose it again. Never again. A week after that action Ron simply wasn't himself, after so many years he had been starved of the thing all humans needed, hybrid or not, and now he was a fish finally realizing how marvelous the open ocean was after living within a fish bowl.
It was only a week until Ron attempted sneaking out, and when Razz faced the fact that talking his friend out of the suicidal idea was completely futile the younger found himself helping and trying to escape with his friend. They hadn't gotten far in the least before the scientist were after them with Arcanine, Houndoom, and Growlithe by there sides. It wasn't until a Growlithe caught up to them and latched onto Ron's thigh that his friend urged Razz to run back to the laboratory, pretend as if nothing happened.. And Razz was frightened enough by his own mortality to obey with little argument with a single prayer to Ron would be able to somehow make it out of that situation or at least come back to the lab ; prison was better then death. But as life would have it Ron didn't survive the event, and Razz didn't even want to picture how his dearest companion perished.. Quickly and with little pain, he desperately tried convincing himself but those thoughts were lies, even he couldn't believe that the professor would let any soul off that easy. Bastard. That little fucking bastard.
Razz had made the resolve to escape in the near future, and make sure Aka nor Pretarithe would be able to give chase. But for now his thoughts were roughly shattered once more by the scourge of his life. "You're a real piece of work, telling me that! Especially after I just lost one of my most valuable experiments! Now all I have is you and Pokemon since they cut my fundings!" Aka hissed as Razz rubbed the red spot upon his cheek, paying no mind to the glare sent by his 'creator' and only looking upwards as the professor began to walk down the hallway at a swift, agitated pace.
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He had died several times in the past few years of his life, all of them fictional. It meant he was extremely unhappy in a place and position that the Professor deemed delightful. Razz's life would be lived out with purpose and when death eventually came not a single bone in his body would be thrown to the side ; that was supposed to make him happy, right? Unfortunately, Razz may not of been physically normal but as far as the majority of his mentality went, he was perfectly human. Sometimes he wished differently... Ping The small alarm by the edge of the male's bed chimed in a low tone as the digital numbers struck midnight. The sound was not even given any attention for Razz knew well enough what it was ; the more so interesting factor was the door that his golden hues remained locked upon. His room was much too cramped as it was only large enough to barely fit his bed, alarm clock, and he had just enough room to pace for about five or six steps. The hallways were better then this! Nothing but his conscious kept the redhead from wondering outwards since the door was perpetually unlocked, not because he could be trusted but simply because Razz had long known how to break any kind of locking contraption. Rather then a lock keeping him in, if the Professor found him roaming the hallways the consiquences wouldn't be gracious considering the mood Aka was stuck in lately. The moody boogger... Call it clastrouphoic but he would be damned if this closed space would trap him any longer! He'd avoid being caught, simple as that...
"So just go.." Razz spoke aloud to himself before opening the door with some hesitance. Maybe tonight I'll settle things..
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(( The rest is violent and I don't feel like censoring it, plus that would take the fun out of the whole things. ;3 ))
It's been four years since the 'incident' happened. The Professor died at Razz's hands and the experiment escaped out into the world to [attempt] realizing the dreams of an average trainer with the Pokemon he rescued from the laboratory ; Booster the Flareon, Natsuo the Jolteon, Youji the Vaporeon, Tsuki the Clefairy, and Sai the young Abra. To the world and all of it's barings, hideous and glorious.. The story of our young misfit is still being written as time goes by.
Some of this passage may contain harsh language and violence.
For the first and hopefully last time, wearing such a large amount of black felt extremely appropriate and it was the first time the young male felt as if his hair which bore a sort of resemblance in shade with the bright feathers of a Cardinal was something to grimace at when gazing at his own reflection that would provoke an involuntary conceited sigh on average. And While Razz was a few insignificant steps away from being positive that his usual flamboyant persona would be restored in due time this leap of depression was slowly destroying him with excruciating pain. But whom could blame the man for this uncharacteristic state that weighed so heavily upon his shoulders? And it had only been two days since the incident had happened.. One that Razz blamed upon himself, as many people did when greeted with the death of a close individual. If he had only defied Ron's orders.. If he had stayed with him.. Then maybe both of them would've been free as the Pidgey they envied with each passing day, or at least they would've passed with each other for company. No, now Ron had to face the fires of Hell alone and Razz would have to live with that guilt until his last breath passed his thin lips. What was worse? Burning painfully yet swiftly within the flames of the underworld or slowly being devoured inside out while living?
All flesh decays, and death turns all to ash. So why, why when oxygen still coursed through his lungs in a healthy manner was he being eradicated within? While the chrome hallways where Razz stood stark still had not changed in the slightest since the many years he was kept within this nightmare, spaces seemed empty with nobody Razz could affiliate himself with occupying them. Life had altered within his golden hues, which was held upon a much larger scale then the physical changes of this remote little laboratory ; how small previous events seemed compared to this.. It was only the footsteps echoing throughout the honestly empty corridors that jerked the red head from his thoughts. Ugh, the clicking of boots was irritating before, like something that reminded him constantly of the situation he was trapped within despite himself but now.. now it was simply unbearable like chalk scraping across a blackboard. The audio could easily be connected to one person ; the head scientist Aka, and at the same moment a symphony of emotions ran through his nerves, none of them necessarily positive. They hadn't spoken, and while it could be debated that the head madman behind all this and a lowly experiment like himself shouldn't be talking anyway, they still did. Why shouldn't they? Razz could recall a few more experiments here besides Ron but they always seemed to disappear after awhile with the smell of flames tainting the air a day later. It had gotten to a point where so many of Professor Aka's little lab rats perished that Razz had heard from undeniable sources that Team Rocket dropped the fundings for this little laboratory. And without proper payments for such large operations that they did, one would've thought it stopped there. Yes.. He made a similar mistake in hoping for that. The employees quit for they were no longer receiving their average paychecks or they were just sick of working under a man that was steadily losing his mind. Only Aka's little assistant, an oddly kind older man named Pretarithe resolved to stay, keep his technical superior in check since no one else could. Plus, Pretarithe was a sick man who had a good five years or so to continue living if he was lucky ; so what else did he have planned for his life set to an untimely ending then make one last impact on another's life? Then there were Pokemon that only Razz could understand, similar to the employees they too had either escaped somehow or died in a harsh experiment that just wasn't meant to be survived by any average beast. This left three eeveelutions , an Abra and Clefairy that Razz considered his 'party'. The scientist claimed in was 'playing trainer with toys already owned' as if they were no more then the viles containing chemicals upon the metallic counter tops.
It irritated him.. It had gotten to Ron also but what could they do? Razz was helpless to watch as three Eevee were evolved into their evolutions at a terribly young age and a Clefairy being brought in with it's leg nearly in two from being caught within a purposely set bear trap. The female was pregnant as well and before death struck the pink-furred gave birth to a litter of two. Unfortunately, the first born Cleffa seemed unable to make it past the first stages of life yet the second seemed to trudge through somehow. Perhaps Razz was fool to believe that when the scientist simply handed him that newborn with seemingly good intentions it was for his own happiness.. It was more so for the young Pokemon's, so it grew into a healthy Clefairy before being yanked from the young male to be thrown within a cage. And the Abra.. Well that skiddish little thing had been there for some time now. Pretarithe stated that the psychic was a perfect, artificial Abra and a portal in the future of Pokemon but..
"I'm sorry, XN002.. For your loss.." a deep voice came as a man dressed within clothing articles suited for a scientist [save his red jacket that nearly reached his knees] came to stand beside Razz, though a distance between both figures was visible. Safety precautions and what not.. They would be needed sometime in the near future, as Razz's weekly ponders of committing murder had grown daily and more in depth. Huh.. and that statement only helped to idea edge along! Sorry. Liar.. That fucking insincere apology gripping his stomach with an icy hand and squeezed, making his emotional pain increase thus forcing his anger to rouse. There was the thought of his false statement being nothing more then cruel sarcasm yet, it did not have the patronizing tone that sarcasm usually held.. But simply because it wasn't some obvious jab at his current state of depression didn't mean it was true in any sense, nor did it mean that the vocal attack did not have a point to it's sword. But upon the lighted stage which he was bound upon it was best not to parry the lines given to you unless you were prepared both emotionally and physically for the punishment to come... But as the actor dancing with many flaws within this lime light painted red, it wouldn't be the first time he took one of Professor Aka's lashing ; and what kind of failed experiment would he be without knowing how to endure such common things from his 'director'? "You are just an ignorant little beast aren't you? Listen, it's Razz, not that stupid crude name that belongs on a label. And just who are you to say you're sorry when this is all your fault anyway? All-" Smack...
That was only to be expected. While it was no universal dream to be able to voice your emotions, ill or positive, Professor Aka was not one to tolerate nor accept the fact that his experiments that were meant to be perfect actually had minds that did not focus entirely on his wishes. And while all this was just routine after so many years, the Professor had only found one more reason to despise his creations when Team Rocket abandoned their lab due to the failures he produced and while these 'creations' had the proper abilities, personalities and mental state never seemed to shape out the way originally planned. And Professor Aka was so out of his skull that it never hit him to change anything but a few portions of DNA. Making him the world's first true mad scientist.. Razz chuckled inwardly, ignoring the pain within his right cheek that the scientist had induced by laying a harsh hand upon his pale facial features in an irate slap. Pfft, the man couldn't take the truth. He was ignorant, the name Razz had adopted was 'Razz', and the whole reason for the redhead's mourning was the Professor's doing! Knowing that psycho it was probably some honor to be able to elevate these emotions within another..
While he had made friends, or at least acquaintances, with the other experiments within the laboratory they all inevitably 'disappear' due to some sort of genetically malfunction or the few that dared to attempt a faulty escape that always failed. Despite there being only two scientist within the center, for all of the missing employees some form of technology took it's place.. possibly an improvement on the Professor's playing field and a disadvantage upon whomever was stuck there like captives of war. However, one experiment had managed to stick around and was there even before Razz came into this life ; Ron Vykre he was called, and someone who wasn't simply created like a science experiment. An actual human who was taken away from the light of day and injected with DNA of all sorts, experimented on to the point of no return and until even Professor Aka had little clue what the male was mixed with. The surprise that someone unemployed at the lab actually survived for more then a month of was a shock to Ron, and a similar surprise also sparked within the red head. So these lab rats came and went, the cycle repeated itself a number of times before Ron snuck up into the very top of the building and reached a window.. That glorious window. Razz had followed him, as the 'sibling' they both considered each other as, and while he had seen sunlight, the outside world, it was only in pictures. His skin was virgin to the sunlight and as Ron walked onto the balcony he looked completely intoxicated as if the fresh air, wind blowing through his wavey blonde hair was a drug long forgotten. Razz could share the feeling in a way.. But while nature greeting him was completely foreign up until that moment, Ron had grew up around it and after experiencing such a violent detox the man wasn't prepared to lose it again. Never again. A week after that action Ron simply wasn't himself, after so many years he had been starved of the thing all humans needed, hybrid or not, and now he was a fish finally realizing how marvelous the open ocean was after living within a fish bowl.
It was only a week until Ron attempted sneaking out, and when Razz faced the fact that talking his friend out of the suicidal idea was completely futile the younger found himself helping and trying to escape with his friend. They hadn't gotten far in the least before the scientist were after them with Arcanine, Houndoom, and Growlithe by there sides. It wasn't until a Growlithe caught up to them and latched onto Ron's thigh that his friend urged Razz to run back to the laboratory, pretend as if nothing happened.. And Razz was frightened enough by his own mortality to obey with little argument with a single prayer to Ron would be able to somehow make it out of that situation or at least come back to the lab ; prison was better then death. But as life would have it Ron didn't survive the event, and Razz didn't even want to picture how his dearest companion perished.. Quickly and with little pain, he desperately tried convincing himself but those thoughts were lies, even he couldn't believe that the professor would let any soul off that easy. Bastard. That little fucking bastard.
Razz had made the resolve to escape in the near future, and make sure Aka nor Pretarithe would be able to give chase. But for now his thoughts were roughly shattered once more by the scourge of his life. "You're a real piece of work, telling me that! Especially after I just lost one of my most valuable experiments! Now all I have is you and Pokemon since they cut my fundings!" Aka hissed as Razz rubbed the red spot upon his cheek, paying no mind to the glare sent by his 'creator' and only looking upwards as the professor began to walk down the hallway at a swift, agitated pace.
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He had died several times in the past few years of his life, all of them fictional. It meant he was extremely unhappy in a place and position that the Professor deemed delightful. Razz's life would be lived out with purpose and when death eventually came not a single bone in his body would be thrown to the side ; that was supposed to make him happy, right? Unfortunately, Razz may not of been physically normal but as far as the majority of his mentality went, he was perfectly human. Sometimes he wished differently... Ping The small alarm by the edge of the male's bed chimed in a low tone as the digital numbers struck midnight. The sound was not even given any attention for Razz knew well enough what it was ; the more so interesting factor was the door that his golden hues remained locked upon. His room was much too cramped as it was only large enough to barely fit his bed, alarm clock, and he had just enough room to pace for about five or six steps. The hallways were better then this! Nothing but his conscious kept the redhead from wondering outwards since the door was perpetually unlocked, not because he could be trusted but simply because Razz had long known how to break any kind of locking contraption. Rather then a lock keeping him in, if the Professor found him roaming the hallways the consiquences wouldn't be gracious considering the mood Aka was stuck in lately. The moody boogger... Call it clastrouphoic but he would be damned if this closed space would trap him any longer! He'd avoid being caught, simple as that...
"So just go.." Razz spoke aloud to himself before opening the door with some hesitance. Maybe tonight I'll settle things..
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(( The rest is violent and I don't feel like censoring it, plus that would take the fun out of the whole things. ;3 ))
It's been four years since the 'incident' happened. The Professor died at Razz's hands and the experiment escaped out into the world to [attempt] realizing the dreams of an average trainer with the Pokemon he rescued from the laboratory ; Booster the Flareon, Natsuo the Jolteon, Youji the Vaporeon, Tsuki the Clefairy, and Sai the young Abra. To the world and all of it's barings, hideous and glorious.. The story of our young misfit is still being written as time goes by.
Team[/u][/b]
Current Party
Name - Booster
Gender - Male
Species - Flareon
Level - 67
Moves
Wish
FlameThrower
Fire Fang
Fire Spin
Name - Natsuo
Gender - Male
Species - Jolteon
Level - 62
Moves
Shadow Ball
Thunder Fang
ThunderShock
Pin Missle
Name - Youji
Gender - Male
Species - Vaporeon
Level - 59
Moves
Charm
Haze
Water Gun
Aurora Beam
Name - Tsuki
Gender - Female
Species - Clefairy
Level - 52
Moves
Cosmic Power
Meteor Mash
Wake-Up Slap
Moonlight
Name - Sai
Gender - Male
Species - Abra
Level - 12
Moves
Teleport
Psychic
Name - Gin
Gender - Male
Species - Arcanine
Level - 60
Moves
FlameThrower
ExtremeSpeed
Flare Blitz
Crunch
[/size]PC[/U]Name - Booster
Gender - Male
Species - Flareon
Level - 67
Moves
Wish
FlameThrower
Fire Fang
Fire Spin
Name - Natsuo
Gender - Male
Species - Jolteon
Level - 62
Moves
Shadow Ball
Thunder Fang
ThunderShock
Pin Missle
Name - Youji
Gender - Male
Species - Vaporeon
Level - 59
Moves
Charm
Haze
Water Gun
Aurora Beam
Name - Tsuki
Gender - Female
Species - Clefairy
Level - 52
Moves
Cosmic Power
Meteor Mash
Wake-Up Slap
Moonlight
Name - Sai
Gender - Male
Species - Abra
Level - 12
Moves
Teleport
Psychic
Name - Gin
Gender - Male
Species - Arcanine
Level - 60
Moves
FlameThrower
ExtremeSpeed
Flare Blitz
Crunch
None[/center]
Mother • N/A
Father • N/A
Siblings •
Name - Ron Vykre
Gender - Male
Species - Experiment/Pokemorph
Age - 25 [Deceased]
Career - Trainer [Former], Lab Experiment [Former]
Father • N/A
Siblings •
Name - Ron Vykre
Gender - Male
Species - Experiment/Pokemorph
Age - 25 [Deceased]
Career - Trainer [Former], Lab Experiment [Former]
Gym Leader? • No
Other? • Razz has an absolute love for Suicune, and learned of the graceful blue creature while still within the laboratory. He has a habit of searching for the legendary beast and has a dream of one day having Suicune within his party. Why does Razz like Suicune while he should be taking a liking to Entei, being the fire type of the legendary trio? Suicune is swift and absolutely the most graceful thing on four legs as far as Razz is concerned and so majestic~
Roleplay Sample • You'll see soon enough~
