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Hey what did Coral's picture ever do to you, hmmmm?
Coral has a picture!
I like the character except for one thing: I think that you should pick just one ranged form for Bulletedge. I'd suggest the rifle mode, as a spray-and-pray weapon doesn't really fit her "precise" fighting style.


Gender: Male
Species: Abra
Ability: Insomnia
Starting Level: 14
Starting Moveset: Teleport, Psychic, Shadow Ball, Charge Beam

Personality:
Abby is exceptionally calm, as is befitting an Abra. But unlike normal members of his race, it isn’t because he’s spending most of the time sleeping, but instead seems to spring from a deep-seated optimism. No matter the situation, Abby is convinced that things will turn out alright.
For one so young and amnesiatic, Abby is surprisingly full of advice. He has impeccable common sense and is well-versed in many things, as long as they don’t cover recent events.
It’s hard to get on Abby’s nerves, and he’s unlikely to try to get on anyone else’s. That is, unless having an Abra stare at you with a slight smirk on its face no matter what you’re doing gets on your nerves, in which case he will never get off of them. At least he doesn’t try to be annoying!
For all of his optimism, though, Abby is something of a realist. He’s likely to point out where plans can go wrong and whether they’re more likely to fail than succeed. Sometimes his blunt nature in criticizing bad plans can be bothersome, but he almost always turns out to be right, so it’s hard to get mad at him about it. At least he doesn’t follow up with “I told you so” when things go as he predicted.

Brief History:
Abby doesn’t remember much of anything that happened before a few days ago. That was when a traveling coach found him surrounded by dozens of feral Pokemon, and, thankfully for him, scared them off with a well-considered display of power. Abby seemed largely unhurt, but except for a surprisingly-large vocabulary and a wide knowledge on factual things unrelated to his own life, his head seemed to have become completely empty. The merchants who found him wouldn’t let him leave for a couple days, insisting that they observe him to make sure that he wouldn’t die of neglect or ignorance, but as he demonstrated reasonable common sense and ability and was quite insistent on being allowed to leave, they did eventually let him go. He seems to be looking for something, but he knows not what.
#melodramatic
Nope!
Does our Pancham have a plan to escape? If not, I'd like my character to free her :D
“Hey, watch it, punk,” Coral growled at the buffoon who crashed into the wall right next to her. She was trying to watch the news, though it was difficult when one was pushed up so close against the huge TVs. There was a special on the White Fang running, and though it was a common-enough thing, the novelty of watching the human reporter try to cutely address an obviously Faunus issue had yet to wear off. They knew nothing.

Coral tried to ignore the boy the same way he ignored her as he brushed her yet again while getting up, but it was hard. He was one of those people with the “Look at me I’m magical!” that seemed more and more prevalent the deeper into high society she entrenched herself. Odd colored hair? Check. Ridiculously-vivid eyes? Check. Skin like he’d never seen the light of the sun before? Check. It was hard to not look at people when they pretty much glowed like miniature celestial bodies.

Someone else shoved her against the screen and she growled again, pushing herself off of it and straight back as far as her arms would extend. It created a shockwave of stumbling people behind her and some satisfying exclamations of “Hey!” and various expletives, and before anyone would pinpoint her as the culprit, she slipped behind the white boy.

“It’ll only be like ten minutes,” she supplied as she shuffled around, hopping up the steps right in front of another student who’d apparently figured that getting up top was a good idea, too. Stupid overcrowded blimp.

Once outside, she glanced disinterestedly at the others there until the one who she’d cut off as she came up made a loud clanking noise. She looked her way and saw that she’d been dumb enough to bring a huge shield with her, and had managed to fall over like some uncoordinated bug. Sure, he was a Faunus, at least, but that just made it embarrassing. “Maybe you shouldn’t have worn a sail,” she supplied, holding out a hand uncertainly as if she weren’t sure that her tiny frame would do much good.
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