Personal Info
Name: Felek
Age: 2o
Height: 5'5
Weight:
Hair color: Ocean Blue
Eye color: Ocean Blue
Skin Tone: Maturing Peach
Likes: Water, the cold, swimming, seafood, solitude,
Dislikes: company, others, heat, thunderstorms,
Personality: Like most of his kind, Felek is a very prideful Piplup. He always strives to do his best through and through. Though he may not be the type to flaunt or boast of it, it's evident in his dignified demeanor. Back always straight, arms remaining concealed under his cloak at his sides, face flat and dull, eyes sharp and directed. Though he seem's to be as cold and frigid as ice, he is not rigid or jerky in his movements. He holds a grace to him that most of the penguins easily lack, making him quite distinguishable in a crowd of the small water types. He's not shy, or timid, but he does hold a sort of reserved nature, not one to really simply blabber mindlessly, and mostly only speaks if it is necessary. At times he can be a touch sarcastic, if the conversation leans towards idiocy, or makes him irritated. In truth, he's so walled up for protection, using it as a shield from any to attempt closer investigation, or to further attempt getting to know him. In truth, he's a bit insecure, a bit uncertain of himself, and the world he's been born into. With his new body, his inner most wish is for that to change.
Strengths: Remaining composed, difficult to read, calculating, intelligent, observant, adept to situations..
Weakness: Physically he's not very strong, emotionally skewed, seemingly apathetic, disconnected from others, spiteful at times.
History: When he was a hatchling, just learning of the world beyond, his family was attacked by poachers. The younger, like himself and other Piplups, were usually taken for later use as well as immediate sales for a quick buck. His worth was for the pelt or trident he would possess the more he grew... but due to an attack to the truck that was shipping him to a secret warehouse, he was 'saved' by a random phenomenon of a mother Kangaskhan who's nesting area was disturbed by the rumbling truck. With her attack, Felek and a few other Piplups were able to escape.. but most were simply trapped within their cages. In the panic that all of the fleeing younglings held, none really could even comprehend that others were left behind. And so they scattered, some still trapped, others free.
Left to fend on his own, Felek grew the hard exterior shell over time with countless trials that tested will and spirit; his species pride guiding him through it, in a life that was mostly reclusive. Many times he'd get picked on or chosen as a target for pray by other Pokemon. Though with his kinds natural pride, he wouldn't back down from even the most unlikely fights, causing him to get beaten or injured close to death. Because of this it only helped mold his emotionless shell, causing him to live in a life that only he existed in; shutting out all others from entering it. In doing so, he became quite numb to things that most would find appalling or exciting, causing that unwavering blank, if not stern look. {As if a shield were literally covering his eyes} He'd been discovered by the Musharna during an evening swim, which he took from time to time to simply escape the grip of his poisoned mind. Having dozed off whilst floating in the cool water he entered into a dream that made him relive the very nightmare he'd already experienced. The loss of his family. Within it he was able to be encountered by the mysterious Mushnarnu character, who offered him a new chance at life. One in which he wouldn't have to feel so trapped and stranded in an unknown world. In agreeing, he was given a body that fit his personality spot on; lanky, graceful, and held the same vibe and chilling posture that glared 'don't come near me'. But... at the same time, he was also given rather striking features, that would later on cause him troubles with those of the anthro world. Many times he was approached, and everytime shot away such advances with cold remarks and replies. They were harsh, straight-forward, as well as articulate. It took him awhile to adapt to his new form, but over time of cautious observation from the sidelines, he managed to make his way into human society... in hopes of something new.... and secretly.. to hopefully melt his frozen heart.
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