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Post by Autumn Prelude on Dec 29, 2010 15:59:24 GMT -5
Name;Morphous
Gender;Male
Original Trainer;Thomas Moore
Trainer;Thomas Moore
Age;9 years
Starting Age;9 years
Species;Ninetales/Delta Mightyena(psychic)
Type;Psychic/Fire
Ability;Drought & Quick Feet
Appearance; Morphous is a fairly thin creature, he has no real muscle mass to his body but he's fit and slightly healthy... for the most part.
Starting at Morphous' genetics, he is a full albino. His mother carried the gene while his father was albino, but an albino of a different type. He was a marbled albino, meaning he had unexplained patches of the right colors but just not fully over his body. His color was also heat induced, meaning his fur would yellow with hot weather. Morphous didn't inherit this on himself, but he certainly does carry the possibility if he has kids.
His body type is rather particular to what he is, he has the body of his father, but the long slender legs, neck, and face of his mother. But still, he's very slender looking over all. The only muscle build up he happens to have is built up mainly on his back legs and shoulders, but still not much is there.
Morphous being albino makes him fully white, the closest thing he has to color is the light pink of his skin shows through his fur on the edge of his nose, on the tips of his ears, and tops of his paws. Other than those areas, Morphous is thickly furred like a Mightyena. He doesn't have the long fur on his head or neck like a Ninetales normally would but he does have slightly longer fur on his back, much like a Mightyena would and yet his thin fur makes it appear no more than wisps of messy fur as the fur seems to bend in all other directions and fold in on itself.
His head is very wedged shaped, even for a Mightyena, but he still holds a thin and fairly shallow complexion. This gives him a rather sad look despite being a happy individual most of the time. His nose is pink, like the color of his skin, and it's rather sensitive to touch as well as sunlight. Though this sensitivity to sunlight is well known for his genetics.
His teeth are a combination of the Nintales' thin. long teeth and the Mightyena's thick, short teeth. He lacks any overhanging teeth like his father would have, but they're just about the same thickness. His teeth are not only thick, but they are also long. These two attributes give Morphous a deadly mouth of forty two thick, but long shaped teeth to fiercely protect himself.
Eyes are usually red orbs, but on good days he has a pretty light blue hue to them. Although they're known to change colors throughout the day as the light and his levels of melanin continuously change as well. His ears are rather large, he gets this from his father despite Mightyena usually have fairly small ears. Although Morphous' ears are large they are also thin, they aren't heavily furred like one would think. Clearly not built for cold weather, but he usually pulls them tightly to his head to keep himself warm.
Morphous' claws are commonly viewed as Mightyena like, but due to his claws also being white in color they're not easily seen. So it's usually a shocker to his foes when he lashes out with his claws as they blend in rather well with his fur.
All in all, he's like a white polar bear in a snow storm. The only thing that defines him from the white, stormy weather would be his eyes and nose.
Personality; Morphous has been through a lot in his years of life, pain and suffering was constantly part of his being. Morphous is mentally scarred from such a horrible history, almost to the point of shock. Thus Morphous is usually viewed as a wimp, a waste of time, he is simply deemed forgettable and forgotten. He, other than being a fairly strange color, is actually very out of sight and out of mind for most Pokemon. He's not exactly thrilled about that, he doesn't have friends or anything like that on a normal basis so he's always wandering around, usually never doubling back in places just in case he was viewed as a nuisance as he's been attacked for reasons unknown to him. He's certainly a sad soul, lost in his own mind now. His solitary nature seems to hinder him, almost on the verge of being mentally insane due to no one knowing or caring about his existence. The canine never had a real family, no pack life like a Mightyena hybrid normally would. He was pushed away, so he pushes others away for his own safety(or so he thinks). He fears of being hurt and betrayed by others, so he lacks the social skills that every creature would need to survive. He values interaction at zero and calls himself a rouge, which he prefers for now as it's easier to have people classify him and decide whether or not they truly don't mind him. But he finds that most Pokemon dislike him for his lonely nature, but he doesn't wish to change for them as he knows that relationships between him and others don't often last long, and he's become sick with this.
Morphous doesn't act on violence anymore, he doesn't like to tamper with minds as he once did with Amatus. After seeing the effects of that, Morphous vowed to no longer do it. Despite him once acting out in anger before, Morphous has now reverted to a timid creature. He actually fears of hurting others, but he knows for a fact that most others won't hesitate as he will to attack and kill. Thus Morphous if fairly avoid ant of Pokemon he deems unfriendly, whether it's decided by skimming the Pokemon's mind or by watching from a safe distance. Morph, although fairly timid, will act out of boldness but not bravery. He understands the risks, but is willing to risk what little he has left. What the situation is all depends on the subject and position he's in, other times he'll run. Sometimes he'll defend or stand his ground, but this isn't often as he values his own physical well being more valuable than his daring his life on something that may actually get him killed. This is actually what he thinks bravery is, foolishly acting to help someone or something. He isn't very fond of Pokemon that act brave, as he believes it always just a hoax to make others like them more. Although he doesn't like attention, he doesn't like attention grabbers.
Although Morphous is of Ninetales heritage as well, he doesn't exactly follow their lead other than commonly living on their own. He constantly travels. His telepathy is only internal to those he directs it at, it cannot be heard to Pokemon he doesn't want to hear it. Of course other Psychics could most likely pick up on this, but he hasn't met anyone else that was Psychic. He lacks the drive to learn, unlike a Ninetales, although he doesn't disgrace teachings it's just considerably hard for him to comprehend things the way that most Pokemon teach it. Words, leading up to an example. This doesn't work for him, the example is usually of ONE single way it could happen, while he knows it could happen in more than one way. He needs a psychic teacher, for him to understand anything he hasn't experienced for himself. But, despite this Morphous is very "street smart" and often learns from his experiences whether it's a good or bad thing.
Morphous is fairly truthful, he won't often tell a lie unless he knows it'll save his skin. He understands that there are Pokemon out there that are unforgiving and unreasonable, thus he must lie. He believes this is a reasonable effort to avoid fighting, unless of course the balance of things might get shot from his spoken words. He has no ability to sense pending doom, but he can sense ones intentions if they run strongly enough.
Morphous has a rather complicated view on love, he doesn't really believe it exists outside of people that knew each other before all began. The only person he was to know was Amatus, and look where that ended. In a horrible, abusive relationship which only ended in sadness. But, Morphous has observed loving relationships and he sometime wonders why he can't have the same thing now. So, he has extremely mixed feelings on what love is. Is it hurting them? Is it protecting them, and to what an extent of protection? Is it obsession, is it lustful? Some of these questions frighten him, so he's locked them away in his mind. He doesn't want to think about love, because if it truly is the sort of torture he's thought of and experienced then he doesn't want it. As far as he's concerned, happiness only occurs in Pokemon that are not him.
A strange thing about Morphous is his necklace, this graceful looking antique-like necklace was created with stones to promote healing or energy to feel or help his progress in his mental state. He is a believer that stones and metals can induce healing and awareness. He doesn't share this with many, he knows most do not believe this and thus he wants no conflict with them, It's just something he acquired, did some research on it and the stones and decided it was worth trying out. The concept is that the silver and the stones release energy over time and Morphous can tune into this and receive the energy and use it for his own healing. It's all mental healing, and he's all for it. The necklace itself lacks any signs of 'life' but in truth, Amatus is somehow attached to it.
Morphous rather likes to daydream now, it gives him pleasure much like a person reading a really good book. He likes thinking about the possibilities that are sitting right about the bend, but he realizes that actual possibility and dreaming are two different things that don't often connect.
History; Morphous has a rather particular story, a story of a sort of legendary status. He was the target of being reborn into a life of death, to stop a terrible ruler name Amatus who proclaimed himself as a god. He was the one to attempt to stop this self-proclaimed god's destruction, often failing and being killed. The poor creature was to be reborn each time he failed, the god always got away with killing him. His mangled body was often encased in ice, his foe's element. But, he did eventually defeat Amatus and this is the story how he did so.
Like the many times he was reborn, he was born to a couple who didn't care much about him. Morphous was more or less on his own from day one other than the feedings from his mother until he was able to eat solids, he was quickly abandoned as soon as he was old enough to walk and eat meat. Fending for himself, he wandered from place to place before taking up refuge in a pack of mixed Pokemon who didn't care much for him, but the pup was still welcomed and eagerly did his share in the pack the best he could. In return for helping, he got food and water. It wasn't much, but he was satisfied for the time being and it was enough for him. But he lacked love, no one to care for him.
While Morphous was a kid, Amatus was a terrible ruler once again. The beast effected all that lived in the surrounding areas, it seemed unfair to his hosts that they were so effected by such stupid choices in their way of life. They lost quick faith for Morphous, being reborn many times in order to stop this destruction that befell his fellow Pokemon... failing every single time. Though the legend was well known, what people knew wasn't the full picture. If others knew of it, Amatus would have been crushed but being in power the estranged ruler tore it away from the other Pokemon's memories and destroyed all that had it in their hearts. Amatus ensured that his rule would be continuous unlike his foe's life, and even then Amatus simply knew what to look for in his foe. The birthing characteristics, his personality, his smell.. everything, on several occasions Morphous was killed before he was even able to grow up. Though the tyrant was frustrated with such repetitive rebirth, it was what had to happen and he knew the only way to destroy Morphous from existence was to destroy the birthing mother before she even conceived. Many said this was impossible, but Amatus would drain all his effort into it all.
Amatus began a bloody rein, he was already informed that his foe had been reborn and he knew where he was. Despite this, Amatus wished to first take care of the re-birthing problem. He ordered all females, mothers-to-be, and outsides be killed. The Pokemon revolted, but their revolt ended in vain as it produced only death and destruction but still to the dismay to the overlord they still refused to do his bidding. So, he resolved by doing it himself. He would parade around his claimed lands, slaughtering everyone who opposed him as well as the females who took refuge in his lands. He refused to allow them to escape, but this didn't stop many from doing so and trying.
During this time of Amatus' bloody attack on his people, Morphous was of least concern to the mixed clan of Pokemon as they too resided in the near outskirts of land. They feared dearly for their lives, but not so much as they faced down the tyrant. Morphous was in plain view to the god, the nearly a year old Morphous was taken by the god to keep. Surprised that the clan didn't attempt to even protect Morphous, the pup was taken back with Amatus where he would receive some of the worst treatment he had gotten in centuries of being reborn. At first, Amatus toyed with him. The lord would seemingly joke with the child, pushing Morphous into a void of no return. The poor thing lacked the ability to become anything more than a worthless creature looking for a way to end it all.
Morphous would live his first two years in solitary confinement, all contact limited to the daily visits by the lord of the lands and the meager feedings he received. But unknown to Amatus, the lord's light kindness grew in Morphous' heart. It was soon just a battle for Amatus to step into the same room as Morphous, as the poor canine would simply show love towards the lord in the fashion of a son to a father. This caused a shift in power, but Amatus prevented it all from falling prey to this hidden angel.
Morphous was confined to a more gruesome place after Amatus couldn't handle him anymore, a dirty and lonesome hole in the ground. Literary, it was an old dried up well that had been made into a place specifically to confine Morphous. His love grew dimmer for everyone around him, but it didn't grow into hate until one day someone unknown to Morphous spoke to him.
"He only hates you, he wants you to die."
"..H-how do you know, he's only showed me kindness..."
"Heh-heh, yeah. Up until now, you're dirt under his feet now and you'll die.. completely alone and hated by everyone, even by people who don't know who you are."
"But what did I do wrong?"
"Everything, your whole life was a failure."
"..." Morphous searched what to ask about next, but as he was about to speak the mystery Pokemon spoke.
"You must learn to hate, all the horrible things that happened in your life. Hate Amatus, as he's the reason for your life being so poorly kept in line. Just hate with all your heart."
"But... I don't want to hate."
"Then how will you defeat him? You are meant to save us from his reign of terror, be merciful on us. Think of us for once, not yourself. Goodbye, failure."
Morphous thought on it, though he'd hate to admit it all but he was treated poorly. He remembered the rather better times out in the forest living with the outcasts of the villages. He was surely done wrongly, but how could he hate someone for giving him the only thing he knew. He didn't know what Amatus was doing was totally and incredibility wrong, he simply wished he could lead a normal life. But something deep inside him said he could lead a normal life with the defeating of Amatus, but to overthrow a lord for such a selfish reason.... No.. it wasn't as selfish as he thought, he'd make the Pokemon in Amatus' power... he'd make their lives better too. He knew he could die, as he pictured it many times in his head. The advantage of being what he was, he had powers that couldn't be explained for his species. He began to ponder what life would be like outside his confinement.
And then, he feared greatly of what would await him if he didn't wonder about the world above. And what would truly pass over him in the time given, his so called life flashed before his eyes. What little memories he had, and how he wished there were more good times to remember. It was then he tapped into his psychic abilities, over months he worked on reading the people that walked above his prison, soon enough he could explore farther than he thought he ever would. Seeing the glorious world outside his rock and stone well, reading the minds and emotions of the many Pokemon around him. He wanted it, he needed it. But, he had no idea how to escape physically. He needed help, and this call for help was answered by the same Pokemon that had spoke to him before.
"I see that you've seen what's above, and I see how much you love it. The joy of it all. Am I correct?"
"Oh yes, yes you are. Please, help me gain ground and walk the world above. I wish to breath the fresh air, not this earthly death air I'm in now."
Morphous was greeted with silence for a while, listening intently and hearing strange whispers. As if there were more than just him and that supposed one other in there with him. And then a reply came.
"We will help you, I personally think it's worth it. I think you can set us all free."
"Where's everyone else? I thought it was just us?"
"You would not understand my position, either accept the help or not. I'm sure you will figure us out later on."
"Okay, I'll take the help."
It was then a darkness surrounded Morphous' skinny and dirty form, panic took over him but failed to attempt to fight it off. And before he knew it, he was outside. His shaky legs pressing against something soft, it was dirt... and grass.. he could see the sky, the stars.. it was night. He looked over, at the well, in a spit second to see the darkness flow back into the well. He didn't step near it, he decided to escape his prison forever. He mustered a frail walk, his legs had loss it's muscle mass a long ago and it hurt to walk but he didn't want to be caught again. He didn't look back, his eyes only looked forward, as he warned into a nearby woods.
By the time of his escape, Morphous was four years old. Horribly battered by hunger, pain, and other problems; Morphous was on the verge of death. He wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for the kindness of a passerby. A female Arcanine hybrid, as the giant Pokemon scooped him up in her jaws he gave the Arcanine a piece of his mind in the sort of a pain inducing shock of the mind. A very weak Confusion attack, the Pokemon ignored it and continued on with how she planned to take care of the sad looking rat of a Mightyena hybrid. Morphous laid limp in the jaws of the Arcanine hybrid, she carried him gently to her home and committed to taking care of him over the next three months. He returned to good health, but he wasn't the same innocent and fearful creature. He had turned mean, the Arcanine hybrid understood that he was destined for this and she didn't avoid it. She actually inflamed it, agitating him and training him.
Of course, the legend never spoke anything of this. But, at times legends do indeed change for the better or worse. Hearing many different versions of one legend while something completely different happened does occur often enough. The legend never defined what type of love Morphous needed, nor did it say where his hate would originate. Or how just he'd end up becoming, Morphous was a rouge hero.
His hate grew, along with his psychic abilities. A fierce creature, Morphous was ready to take on Amatus. And Amatus was aware of this, psychic visions reached him on a normal basis. It was soon that Amatus lost grip on reality and all that mattered was the oncoming battle for his life. That dreadful creature feared on coming death, and no sooner did he go crazy did Morphous show up on his door step.
Morphous pictured a true fight, but it lacked to happen. The tyrant had already beaten himself up over it, the self-proclaimed god requested mercy. To end it, but Morphous didn't comply. His attitude changed from killer to a rather upset canine, his ears fell back and he approached Amatus. He looked down at the creature, staring almost catatonic-like up at him from the ground. And what Morphous received next was something unexpected.
Amatus lashed out at Morphous, grabbing a hold of the albino's left front leg and shaking violently. Morphous let out a frightening shriek, suddenly tapping into his powers. Sending the fallen leader flying across the room, Morphous limped over to the sad monster and it was then he decided it was enough, for both him and Amatus. Almost like a mad dog, Morphous took Amatus' upper neck and gave a sudden bite. Red blood stained both the creature's fur as well as soaking the tyrant's silver necklace, life diminished quickly for Amatus. Morphous hadn't wished for this, but one of them had to die and he didn't want it to be him.. again.
Within the day, the Pokemon of the surrounding areas heard of Amatus' defeat and came to gather his body, but Morphous refused to allow them to take it. It was Morphous that gathered Amatus' up and wandered off with the cold and lifeless body and buried it far off into the woods where no one would find it. Despite Amatus giving Morph horrible treatment, it was difficult for him to leave the ruler. He was sure, if the circumstances were certainly different, they would have gotten along as Morphous had gotten the chance to read Amatus. He was surprisingly similar to the albino. But, he left. Turning his back on the once tormentor, saving countless Pokemon from a hard life and their life goes on.
Morphous had decided to take off the ruler's necklace, as both proof and acknowledgment for what he had done. He was convinced that it'd help him on his way of healing, hoping that this "trophy" really meant more than just a decoration. He quickly found what he needed in the wisdom of an elder, who perished shortly after Morphous' leave.
Morphous, with no other destiny, felt the need to find a new purpose. He was unsure, not really allowing those around him actually accept him. But, for now, he's wandering the region. Normally unrecognized by the Pokemon, as if everything he had done had simply been forgotten. But, the necklace stayed with him as a reminder. He wandered into the arms of Thomas Moore in his travels; the dirty little muck was starving to death within a city’s limits, Thomas took him in on his last Johto travels before heading to the Unova Region and then off to Hoenn with Thomas.
Moveset;- Flamethrower[fire]
- Dark Pulse [dark]
- Extrasensory [psychic]
- Psychic [psychic]
- Nasty Plot [dark]
- Confuse Ray [ghost]
Items;n/a
Apparel; A Silver(for sensitivity and psychic abilities) necklace, having certain stones.
- Amethyst : For calmness and clarity
- Azurite : For the pursuit of the Spirit
- Bloodstone: To see benefit and patterns of change
- Ruby : To make noble and wise decisions, as well for spiritual healing
- Sapphire : For sincerity and faithfulness
- Jasper : To increase justice in one's self
- Kunzite : To promote feelings of peace and inner strength
This was gained from Amatus after his death, see personality for the reasoning on this.
The necklace closely resembles this necklace in style, design, and color: x
A large Ruby cabochon sits in the middle of the necklace.
Above the ruby, sit the Sapphire of the left and Azurite on the right.
On the left side of the necklace, sits the Kunzite(pink) and the Jasper(red/rust).
On the right side sits the Amethyst(light purple) and the Bloodstone. |
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