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Names Jack nice to meet you, I used to use this site pre 2015 so I thought Id give it another shot and reopen my imagination!

And yes I am ginger...

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Drake Ivans

What a morning to sleep in, Drake soundly asleep half his body on the floor thanks to his tossing and turning overnight. The light piercing through the window glistening off the dribble on his cheek. A slight groan and suddenly "WAKE UP!" A booming voice causing almost a miniquake freely rolling the rest of him out of bed.

Drake slapping himself to wake up a bit more sticking whatever clothes he had available to him. Lucky for him he was able to sneak out his window down the drainpipe onto the lower dorm roof and dropping onto the ground. He had hoped no one noticed him do it as every time he used it as an escape route. He knew Blue would be at the training grounds readily waiting and greeting fellow pokemon and human alike. As his ran past the walls across the field Blue arms crossed patiently waiting for him. He deliberately place himself there so Drake would have to walk past the teachers and classmates alike.

The academy had already begun the morning exercise leading to some sparing, this was a good opportunity to move through the groups to greet his pal. Blue honked as Drake approached causing the close groups to peer round "Morning everyone" he said sheepishly. "Why do you have to increase this embarrassing moment?" Drake asked in a low gritty voice as Blue chuckled to himself. His noticed Okido was leading this morning as he was surveying the group his grazed passed the two of them, Drake simply gave a salute and picked up a quarter staff and joined one of the groups for the start of the day.
Hey sorry for being mia, rl issues have stalled my online activity but I shall try to catch up!
@TheNoCoKid Well thank you, would you mind elaborating about the armour concept as I’m drawing a bit of a blank
@TheNoCoKid Apologies I’ll change up the bill and ted enigma XD
@Crimson Flame Yer I wasn’t sure if knights was the generic term for warriors or the era as well. I can change it :)


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Name: Drake Ivans

Age: 17

Status: Second year of the academy

Personality: Drake would be considered calm and low maintenance he enjoys to take things in his stride. Growing up by a lake life moved a little slower than in the capital. He still isn't used to the high volume of people in the academy and city and sometimes it becomes overwhelming with him needing time away to slow down. This doesn't mean his is slow, he would claim to be fairly quick witted and enjoys being part of an event. Drake is a more physical, doer rather than an academic which he can struggle with and is too nervous to ask for help which can be to his downfall.

Biography: Drake grew up away from the hustle and bustle of the cities within the regions. He was located in a idyllic village on one side a vast lake with a large mountain range behind. He among the other children in the village were home schooled by various parents that had the time to do so. The focus was more on practical skills than the natural history of the world, although he can read and write the knowledge of the world was based on the locals and few books gifted by passing merchants. His parents lived a happy life one a fisherman and other a cook. It was a humble life for definite.

In his early teenage years Drake was an adept swimmer enjoying it in his spare time, one day whilst swimming he noticed alongside him a shadow, it wasn't unusual there are plenty of pokemon in and around the area but his parents always said to air on the side of caution. Drake headed to the shore a golden sanded beach which he lay on taking a breather and looking for this 'shadow'. Eventually the shadow started to get closer, soon with the sun shining down on the water a glint of red appeared on the top, it was a golduck which rose out of the water and watched Drake. Unsure what to do Drake simply waved and said hello not expecting much but the golduck seemed to mimic the movement. The golduck looked like it was gesturing him to return to the water, Drake waded waist deep still a bit nervous, this was soon changed to laughter as the golduck began spouting water around him which caused the golduck to laugh which to a human was more of a quack. From that day there bond grew, every time he would swim golduck would accompany him almost like a swim teacher trying to improve a student. One day Drake was on the shore with his golduck after a swim, whilst sat there a group of Basculin begin t encircle some of the fishing boats punching holes in the bottom planks. The people on board began to panic jumping off and trying to swim to shore. As the boats began to sink the Basculin changed their interest to the fishing folk who were approaching the shore. In that instant Drake said to Golduck "We have to do something!" they both waded into the shallows in an instant he felt one with the golduck and his appearance changed. His body draped in armour and a trident formed itself in his right hand with a glowing red gem at the centre of the forks. As he entered the water the armour didn't restrict but allowed free movement as if it was part of him. Between the two of them they began to ward off the groups protecting his fellow villagers. The town rejoiced and saw Drake as a hero. Since that day the villagers felt safe on the water with Drake and Blue around. The bond grew and together they would try to join as one sometimes working sometime not. It was only until a passing caravan heading to the capital stopping for rest explained about this 'Unity phenomenon'.

It took several months but a letter was delivered about a school in the capital, the whole village were so proud. Drake thought what an opportunity to make his family and the village proud, he made the journey. Initially it was such a radical change Drake struggled, the lessons were difficult and his basic knowledge of the world seemed to be a detriment that some didn't understand. Occasionally Drake would skip lessons just to get out and clear his mind with his companion. He managed to pass to his second year but is becoming more anxious about the difficulty of the course, he doesn't want to let his village down or be a disappointment to his family.

Partner Pokémon + Unity Abilities: Drakes pokemon is Blue the Golduck when in Unity his armour is damp which exudes into the air cooling the environment and seems to prevent certain moves from other pokemon which Drake is slowly learning. Drakes armour is a mixture of scales both in colour and sizes it looks heavy but feels lightweight and is unhindered when in water. His trident is main weapon and the school his helping with martial moves improving his attack ability (Fury Swipes). Slowly Drake is gaining some passive psychic which allies can notice by the jewel on his trident, occasionally he as been able boost people cheering or a form of inspiration (Psych up). Drake is able to manipulate the water on the end of his trident almost forming it to whatever his mind can conjure to use in attack or defense (Water Pulse). Drake is still limited in battle as he is a novice compared to others in the academy.

Likes: Swimming, Outdoors, Stories, Competitive Sport

Dislikes: Crowded areas, Written work, Materialists

Quirks: Drake is always energetic as if he needs no rest, however when he does rest it doesn't have to be a bed, the floor, tree, your shoulder are all perfect. He has also gained great survival skills such as hunting fishing and building makeshift shelters.

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Hey sorry, I'll write something up today :)
Marden Alvarark - Ex-Militarum

Another passing day goes by in the hive, down in the depths Marden has accepted a contract to assist in some territory clearance. Some small fry gang trying to carve a piece out of this particular underground level. Claims of an archeotech buried within the labyrinth of tunnels and passageway through a water reclaim system. Such rumours always increase the bloodshed to an already stained underground.
With such close quarters Mardens primary was his combat shotgun with a mixture of solid slug and a small liberation of executioner rounds from a fallen enforcer, the metal blackened and the wooden stock worn but thanks to training in good working order. The gang a collection of iron worshippers clad in chains and rusted slag sheets shaped for armour. These ‘Underground Earthshakers’ as they called themselves offer a pretty bounty for help. No prisoners requested just take heads and get a cut of the loot. The enemy part of the water guild trying to conserve, recycle and reclaim moisture from the system and the unfortunates that die down here.

A plan was set up to converge to the central atrium and go from there, no tactics down here, take a tunnel and follow it. Marden with 2 of the earthshakers made their way through. The tunnel itself is wide enough for a transporter to travel with equipment through, pipes acting like arteries across the ceiling, some bleeding out a form of liquid or waste product onto the floor. As the group made their way through footsteps could be heard on the metal floor ahead causing them to take cover where possible. The steps got louder and multiple voices could be heard. The adrenaline began to kick in, senses began to heighten and his vision sharp. One of the youths sprung out on first sight screaming whilst firing their stub gun, Marden peaked out 2 men and 1 large figure encased in metal and tubes. It was ogryn sized carrying a large container on its back fists clenched. The two men had exoskeletons formed of servo arms and needles for extraction. They began to open fire, the first guildsmen dropping from a hail of fire from all 3 sluming onto the ground. Marden stood his ground whilst the two shakers advanced with their pistols. The second guildsmen sweeped the floor close to the first shaker taking a blow to the shoulder but stabbing with multiple needles causing the shaker to go limp dropping to the floor. The glass vials dotted all over began to fill with fluid not before Marden raised his shotgun loading an executioner round. As the shell left the barrel is curved slightly heading for the chest blowing through the servo arms and splitting the guildsmen in half. The hulking mass was slow to react but began moving forward towards the second shaker. The shaker stopped realising the stupidity of running forwards began backtracking still firing, along with Marden large ricochets off the mass, tubes perforating gases leaking causing the brut to let off a large growl of pain through its helmet. Marden needed time to load another executioner round, his eyes almost glazed over as he fired at the shaker blowing his lower left leg off, a small smirk cracking on his face. The shaker on his back shrieking with pain as the armoured hulk stood over him shadowing him with its mass. He was picked up like a ragdoll before being crushed, the cracking of the ribcage echoing in the tunnel. In this time the round loaded and aimed straight for the helmet. The bruts head blew off in a shower of metal blood and bone crashing to the ground.

At this point Marden slowly moved towards the corpses shrouded by the gases from the large exo suit. Marden forgot his training to cover his face as the gases almost gravitated to him. The narcotics took hold as Marden took to the wall for support and slumped down beside it. His mouth was dry, almost gasping as his eyes rolled back and the visions began. The sight of a mountain range surrounded by a forest. The flashes monochrome and stark continued. Tall obelisks with shadows surrounding them along with what seems like a caretaker or hermit. “Come to me”. It was hours till he came round, waking up in the same spot, the corpses cold and still. His gear stripped along with the rest of the bodies, it mattered not this ‘vision’ meant something. He had to find out.
Couldn't help myself and make a few mockups. Yes I am a gen 1 water type trainer



I love the idea of gyarados being a mascot hero like in FFX-2 if you've ever played it
Looks like a cool concept
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