[Hider=Mally][IMG]http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire3/a3f6e5e20bcdb5fcfe996d7930dd45761307644554_full.jpg[/IMG] [B]"I know what'll cheer us up! A song!"[/B] Name: Mally Alias: Malisong Species: Pachirisu Age/Level: 23 Years Old, Level 19 Ability: Pick Up Gender: Female Moveset: Sing, Quick Attack. Nuzzle, Charm. Personality: When Malisong isn't singing, she is seen as a rather happy individual, able to see the positive aspects of most situations. She'll usually be the first one to point them out, cutting off somebody else's negativity, to their irritation at times. She also has a habit of spouting out things that only make sense in her head, mostly when in thought about her songs, or her writing. The only situations that render her quiet are when she's scared, or she's asleep. Outside of those, anyone around will end up hearing this bouncy fuzzball if they are in a mile radius. Birthplace: Apple Woods Background: Growing up in the ever-green sea of trees in Apple Woods, Mal always was simple to please. She used to sit in her tree with her parents, enjoying delicious apples while listening to the beautiful singing voice her mother had. They were a happy family, there wasn't anything truly wrong with life in the woods... Some of the neighbors could be rather rude, but Mal always pushed pass that due to her positive and perhaps mildly naive attitude. As she grew, she began to become bored of the woods, and had to begin finding hobbies. Singing was an obvious one, she was gifted with a beautiful voice, just like her mother. But another that interested her was writing. Not just writing songs, but stories, too. Most of the other Pokémon laughed at her about it, but she never cared. She loved her work, and that was all that mattered! Though she wouldn't mind somebody else liking it too... [B]'Maybe it's just the location!'[/B] She thought, as she climbed the largest tree she could find, staring off towards the world that was outside the sea of green. There was surely those out there that'd like her work! Her heart was beating fast, she was only just coming of a mildly responsible age of 19 when this thought came to her mind. She packed what she could, and with a simple goodbye, she was gone. Marching towards... Wherever! It was a big world, a dangerous world! But she wasn't scared, when she put her mind to something, she was certain she could succeed! And even if she didn't, she was happy knowing she would try her hardest! She had traveled for a few years, introducing her voice and literature to those of the world; she made an impact! She became a known traveling singer, and a mildly popular writer. Her success was almost too much for her to handle, but she managed to deal with it. Even with the terrible situations at hand, she continues to travel, searching for inspiration for her writing, and her music. Little did she know, she might find a lot of adventure, too. Team Name: N/A Team Rank: N/A Items: Dodge Scarf, Oran Berries(2), Pecha Berry, Apples(3). [URL=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PfftxG58OGM]Theme Song[/URL][/Hider] --- [Hider=Steele][IMG]http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/217/f/1/commish__mawile_by_jutawi-d6gr1f1.png[/IMG] [B]"Son of an Oran Juice guzzler! Stop eatin' my merchandise, y'damn beast!"[/B] Name: Steele Species: Mawile Age/Level: 30 Years Old, Level 21 Ability: Intimidate Gender: Male Moveset: Vice Grip, Bite, Taunt, Fairy Wind. Personality: The first thing most will probably notice is his odd accent, the next would be his attitude. He is mostly strait forward about his motives of making sales, and doesn't honestly care for much else. He can usually be seen going wherever he spots a profit, not caring about the danger even a quarter as much as he cares about the money, which can make him appear quite greedy. Which he pretty much is, though he has a heart that doesn't come out to others too often. In the way of discounts, or even, though he sometimes wishes to kill himself when he does it, give things away to those in need for... Free. Quite an odd sight is that he often argues with the black jaws on the back of his head, not always being able to control it. It can sometimes be seen eating his goods, only to be scolded moments later after the food hits Steele's stomach. Birthplace: Northern Desert Background: Born to a caravan that focused around the Northern Desert, Steele has been trading ever since he was a child. His father taught him the tricks of the trade, to keep a sharp eye on the hands, paws, and tentacles of every customer. The ones who were caught stealing from this caravan didn't get off easy, no sir. Everybody knows you shouldn't cross a Mawile, because they had no issue using their large jaws to devour criminals slowly, and very painfully. Steele grew up believing this was normal, and not disgusting or terrible, and has even eaten a few criminals on his travels, though he'd rather just beat them up, saying they leave a bad aftertaste that makes his 'companion' feel bad for a week afterwards. His parents never liked that he was a messy eater anyways, and they told him to stop because the mess usually was difficult to clean up. And was also a tad hard to explain when in the wrong place... Eventually, when Steele was in his twenties, he ended up finally deciding to go on his own and make his life elsewhere. The desert was hot, he disliked it. He wanted to go somewhere new, somewhere fascinating. Somewhere that needed a salesman like him! He had saved some money, and made an investment with some supplies and a wagon from his family. Since then, he has traveled through forests, caves, and rivers. Selling his wares to those he comes across. He has taken on an assistant or two during his travels, but they left sooner or later to pursue their own dreams. He wishes to perhaps find another assistant or companion, to help with the boredom of the road... And to make it so his only company wasn't a pair of gigantic always hungry black jaws. Team Name: Technically he isn't apart of an Exploration Team, but he does often explore in search of new merchandise with whoever is currently traveling with his caravan, known as Steele Caravans. Team Rank: Still technically not an Exploration Team, but he is the owner(And damn right the leader for all eternity!) of Steele Caravans. Items: A large bag, filled with Oran Berries(6) Pecha Berries(5) Apples(4) Big Apples(2) and some GravelRocks(20) Other: N/A [URL=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NKgAkcw1W8]Theme Song[/URL][/Hider] #2 is best rule. Period.