[center][h1][color=91cc2a]Ravi[/color][/h1][/center]
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[b]Moves:[/b]
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[*]Swagger: Confuses opponents and raises their normal attack.
[*]Wrap: Binds opponents like a constrictor and does damage while opponent is constricted. 
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[b]Health:[/b] Full
[b]Status:[/b] Hungry
[b]Ability:[/b] (Shed Skin) May heal itself from status conditions by shedding its skin.
[b]Inventory:[/b] Nothing
[b]Quest:[/b] Make friends and get along despite his intimidating voice and appearance.
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	His optimistic mind was searching for positives through this existential nightmare. Like trying to find the stray piece of hay in the needle stack. Flattened on the courtyard from an oncoming tennis ball straight between the eyes, it was embarrassing but it would be worth a good laugh after he recovered. Slowly becoming more consciously aware of hearing many concerned voices before blacking out, though one didn’t sound as familiar. But that fleeting thought was interrupted by a loud bang, which thankfully didn’t compound the pain onto the doubtless concussion he had. But that’s where the problems started. He didn’t feel any pain, as a matter of fact, he couldn’t feel anything. Numb from his fingers all the way down to his toes...so this is what it was like to be in a comatose state? Neat.

	Finally opening his eyes and gawking at his grungy surroundings, a small dark space only lit by the frequent flashes of lightning coming from the cave’s mouth. [i][color=91cc2a]“Not the worst dream I’ve ever had...I quite like the rain and I’m sure the plants could use drink—why am I so cold?”[/color][/i] Noticing the Charmander standing there and addressing the various other pokemon in a very meta way. Ravi blinked dubiously, even as optimism goes, the idea of being transported into another world like an Isekai was a little Farfetch'd. Wait, did that mean he… 

	A glance down confirmed his suspicion, he had become a Seviper? He was about eighty percent certain with that assertion, given his knowledge of the show was secondary from his more obsessed online friends endlessly discussing it. His senses struck down the idea that this was merely a dream or an elaborate hoax...that and the hankering for a snack. This was somehow real. A tennis player with a talent for using both hands turned into a snake. Seems somebody had a crude sense of humor...but like every situation, he’d make the best out of it.

	He attempted to smile at Trevor as he inquired for introductions. Not knowing how wicked his grin came across, nor how sinister his hissing voice was. With a ‘you look tasty’ look and tone, he greeted the rest of them while wiggling his forked tongue. [color=91cc2a]“I’m Ravi Fukimori. Pleasssure to meet you.”[/color]  

	Quietly observing the others waking up and reacting, at least it appeared someone else was enthusiastic about this bizarre scenario. Turning to the Seedot, unaware of what it was actually called and replied. [color=91cc2a]“I don’t think thisss is a dream.”[/color]

[@Lugia],[@Duthguy]