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Eklipse looks like he may have done similarly, this time with the parade -.-
On a different note . . . Dang things are getting heated IC. Gonna need more than a Tailwind to cool that off now. XD
I think Blizzard is warranted here :D
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Nothing beats the feeling you get when you find an RP that's amazing.
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Still alive, if barely, I will be back properly on the 20th.
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Will likely not be able to post for quite some time in my current roleplays - If I do it'll be very slow and staggered, sorry guys this is only temporary.
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My pool of friends is drastically lowering since any of them that buys Andromeda makes my shit list.
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Damnit... exam season is coming and I just got hooked on a new anime; the Gods are not kind....
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I think Blizzard is warranted here :D
@Leos Klien Your most recent post says the tournament will be happening in "an hour or two" when only a few minutes seem to have truly past IC, the tourney will be after the parade, and the parade will be (as stated a few posts earlier by Zanavy) the next day at nine.
My mistake, you are correct.
I'll edit it later, thanks for pointing it out ^.^
Thanks ^.^
And if anyone else wishes to add anything in direct reference to my character go ahead, I'll let everyone say their peice and do a mass reply in a post to prevent cluttering.
And if anyone else wishes to add anything in direct reference to my character go ahead, I'll let everyone say their peice and do a mass reply in a post to prevent cluttering.
@Thebastardbrasta
Hey, would you be able to modify your post to match up with my most recent one - just so it works together in terms of timing? Thanks.
Hey, would you be able to modify your post to match up with my most recent one - just so it works together in terms of timing? Thanks.
After Germaine composed himself from his entrance he took some time to observe the results - crying and horror was a common theme, but there were a few dotted around giving a scattered applause at the show; could be worse - it's not as if he was cuddly to begin with, so children would naturally find him horrifying.
As Germaine turned around Kirlia appeared next to him giving him a scowl as soon as she appeared, she, like most here was clearly not overly impressed.
"What?" Germaine stated defensively "I got their attention didn't I?" He said little that improved Kirlia's mood - now he'd have to put up with her cold shoulder for a couple of hours.
He meandered his way towards the table that had a few nervous faces slapped across the committee that would 'welcome' an avatar, although Giratina felt as if he would not receive a warm welcome, or at least not as warm as others.
"Quite the entrance, and If I know my history about you well enough, I can understand why you did it - been quite some time since you were last in this world huh?"
Germaine was taken aback; it was obvious that the committee and no doubt many other staff members for this festival would be well endowed in lore on Legendary Pokemon, but Germaine had sworn that all history on him had been erased; clearly he was wrong.
The man whom had spoken to him was fairly old, maybe 40-50 years old, but he had a cheerful face and despite the fact that he was as flustered as many others around him he took the time to keep things civil and remained composed.
A human worthy of respect.
Germaine nervously scratched the back of his head before replying "It seemed like a good idea at the time..."
The man just clicked his tongue in response and went on to say "What doesn't sound good in our heads before we go through with it? Anyway, just sign here please."
He pushed forward a clipboard and with it a ball point pen.
Germaine took note of the few names on the form as he written his own name down; at least now he knew their names if they approached him, or vice versa.
Clicking the pen Germaine passed both pen and clipboard back to the man.
"Thank you, Germaine. Here, is your pass and a few other various things for you, mainly advertisements. Take note that you have an hour or two before the next event; which is the Tournament of Legends, the starting rounds start at noon."
After Germaine was handed his pass and the other various documents; he began scanning through the adverts looking for somewhere that served some food, may as well eat up before the tourney.
It may get Kirlia back on his side too.
As Germaine turned around Kirlia appeared next to him giving him a scowl as soon as she appeared, she, like most here was clearly not overly impressed.
"What?" Germaine stated defensively "I got their attention didn't I?" He said little that improved Kirlia's mood - now he'd have to put up with her cold shoulder for a couple of hours.
He meandered his way towards the table that had a few nervous faces slapped across the committee that would 'welcome' an avatar, although Giratina felt as if he would not receive a warm welcome, or at least not as warm as others.
"Quite the entrance, and If I know my history about you well enough, I can understand why you did it - been quite some time since you were last in this world huh?"
Germaine was taken aback; it was obvious that the committee and no doubt many other staff members for this festival would be well endowed in lore on Legendary Pokemon, but Germaine had sworn that all history on him had been erased; clearly he was wrong.
The man whom had spoken to him was fairly old, maybe 40-50 years old, but he had a cheerful face and despite the fact that he was as flustered as many others around him he took the time to keep things civil and remained composed.
A human worthy of respect.
Germaine nervously scratched the back of his head before replying "It seemed like a good idea at the time..."
The man just clicked his tongue in response and went on to say "What doesn't sound good in our heads before we go through with it? Anyway, just sign here please."
He pushed forward a clipboard and with it a ball point pen.
Germaine took note of the few names on the form as he written his own name down; at least now he knew their names if they approached him, or vice versa.
Clicking the pen Germaine passed both pen and clipboard back to the man.
"Thank you, Germaine. Here, is your pass and a few other various things for you, mainly advertisements. Take note that you have an hour or two before the next event; which is the Tournament of Legends, the starting rounds start at noon."
After Germaine was handed his pass and the other various documents; he began scanning through the adverts looking for somewhere that served some food, may as well eat up before the tourney.
It may get Kirlia back on his side too.
Okay, I am now the one who makes children cry.
Awesome :P
Really liked how you worked that post there Ardent.
Awesome :P
Really liked how you worked that post there Ardent.
By the time Germaine reached Mauville city the festivities were in full swing, the crowd upon his arrival were particularly excited - which confused Germaine as he had told no one in this world who or what he was.
Upon closer inspection it appeared that other Avatars were on the scene, and causing a large ruckus, he decided that he would ask whom had showed up thus far, his heart's pace quickened in anticipation, and a dry sweat started to form around his temples - Kirlia picked up on this and give his sleeve a tug to calm him down.
"Excuse me, which Avatars have shown themselves?" Germaine asked rather politely towards a young man who was ecstatically jumping up and down trying to peer over peoples heads.
He didn't even bother to turn and look at Germanine, which he found offensive, but held his tongue.
"Awh man! You missed the awesome part, Diance and Rayquaza almost started a full on fight! Should have seen it! Diamonds and flying and stuff! Wish I could do that."
He then gave Germaine a nudge by the shoulder; and Germaine was taken aback as if someone had just pulled a knife on him, but the ecstatic young man still wasn't even looking at him to register his reaction.
"That Diancie is pretty cute too, huh you gotta admit."
It was then that it dawned upon him the reason why he hated most of humanity...
Germaine merely replied with a very dry "Yeah sure." before leaving the throngs of the crowd. After stepping back well out of view he turned to Kirlia and started talking to her.
"It appears that those two aren't here, or at least not yet." After seeing Kirlia look distressed he quickly calmed her nerves, "Don't worry, I'll still participate in this... whatever this is. It couldn't hurt to have some fun whilst I'm free from my prison."
Germaine looked at the throngs trying to deduce a suitable entry for himself, what would be an absolutely showstopping entrance that could only be one made by Giratina.
Then it dawned upon him, strictly speaking this may break some rules but worth a go.
"Okay Kirlia, I've thought of an entrance I can make to stop the show dead - if it's a competition this should win a few on my side from the get-go, you climb somewhere where you can get a good view and teleport to me once the shows over, okay?" Germaine gave one of his very rare smiles and Kirlia responded in kind as a way of agreement.
Germaine knew that there were only two Focal points here around this area, one near the bridge people biked up and down upon, ad another in the city centre of Mauville itself.
Unfortunately the festivities and the entrance for Avatars - where all the excitement was, was a few meters too far from the city center.
So.
He'd have to surface a bit far from the focal point, which in theory shouldn't hurt, he done it before well over 30 years ago but it'd be best not to travel to the distortion world after this little stunt for a couple of days.
Just in case.
Once Germaine reached the focal point - which here was an old birch tree overlooking the sea, it began to shimmer ever so slightly as these points did when he was in their presence, and then he travelled back home.
Re-assuming his Altered Forme he travelled through the distortion world for a few minutes before finding the point where he needed to be.
"Time to make an entrance"
Back on the surface world the crowd where cheering on as the Porygon Z was dancing around in the air and various other avatars had signed into the festival.
It took a while but one of the crowd noticed something odd with her Pokemon, the young girl turned away from the joy of the crowd and looked down to her Poochyena who was growling at the ground.
"Hunh? Whats up Poochy?"
Soon other members of the crowd were performing similar actions, and then it appeared - a steadily growing black inky darkness at the center of the area where the Avatars had just been.
Soon other spots started to grow, until it started to form a large oval shaped bitch darkness - at this time people had backed away in fear - but stayed to watch out of curiosity - after a short while the darkness stopped growing and a large area at the center stage had been cleared.
A stark murmuring spread across the crowd as they peered into the darkness.
And then.
The eyes opened, a deep crimson red peered from the inky darkness, staring back at the onlookers, and then came the eerie screech, it was long and mournful, filled with years of pain.
Not that it was Giratinas intent to sound like this, but it was a byproduct of his imprisonment.
" that'll do I think, best not scare them off."
A figure began to emerge from the darkness until it formed a man dressed in a black suit and snowy white hair, with at, a disinterested face.
The black inky portal between worlds began to dissipate after he had left the Distortion world and as a way of greeting to the onlookers he simply bowed before stating his name.
"I'm Germaine, or rather Giratina; a pleasure to be here."
Upon closer inspection it appeared that other Avatars were on the scene, and causing a large ruckus, he decided that he would ask whom had showed up thus far, his heart's pace quickened in anticipation, and a dry sweat started to form around his temples - Kirlia picked up on this and give his sleeve a tug to calm him down.
"Excuse me, which Avatars have shown themselves?" Germaine asked rather politely towards a young man who was ecstatically jumping up and down trying to peer over peoples heads.
He didn't even bother to turn and look at Germanine, which he found offensive, but held his tongue.
"Awh man! You missed the awesome part, Diance and Rayquaza almost started a full on fight! Should have seen it! Diamonds and flying and stuff! Wish I could do that."
He then gave Germaine a nudge by the shoulder; and Germaine was taken aback as if someone had just pulled a knife on him, but the ecstatic young man still wasn't even looking at him to register his reaction.
"That Diancie is pretty cute too, huh you gotta admit."
It was then that it dawned upon him the reason why he hated most of humanity...
Germaine merely replied with a very dry "Yeah sure." before leaving the throngs of the crowd. After stepping back well out of view he turned to Kirlia and started talking to her.
"It appears that those two aren't here, or at least not yet." After seeing Kirlia look distressed he quickly calmed her nerves, "Don't worry, I'll still participate in this... whatever this is. It couldn't hurt to have some fun whilst I'm free from my prison."
Germaine looked at the throngs trying to deduce a suitable entry for himself, what would be an absolutely showstopping entrance that could only be one made by Giratina.
Then it dawned upon him, strictly speaking this may break some rules but worth a go.
"Okay Kirlia, I've thought of an entrance I can make to stop the show dead - if it's a competition this should win a few on my side from the get-go, you climb somewhere where you can get a good view and teleport to me once the shows over, okay?" Germaine gave one of his very rare smiles and Kirlia responded in kind as a way of agreement.
Germaine knew that there were only two Focal points here around this area, one near the bridge people biked up and down upon, ad another in the city centre of Mauville itself.
Unfortunately the festivities and the entrance for Avatars - where all the excitement was, was a few meters too far from the city center.
So.
He'd have to surface a bit far from the focal point, which in theory shouldn't hurt, he done it before well over 30 years ago but it'd be best not to travel to the distortion world after this little stunt for a couple of days.
Just in case.
Once Germaine reached the focal point - which here was an old birch tree overlooking the sea, it began to shimmer ever so slightly as these points did when he was in their presence, and then he travelled back home.
Re-assuming his Altered Forme he travelled through the distortion world for a few minutes before finding the point where he needed to be.
"Time to make an entrance"
Back on the surface world the crowd where cheering on as the Porygon Z was dancing around in the air and various other avatars had signed into the festival.
It took a while but one of the crowd noticed something odd with her Pokemon, the young girl turned away from the joy of the crowd and looked down to her Poochyena who was growling at the ground.
"Hunh? Whats up Poochy?"
Soon other members of the crowd were performing similar actions, and then it appeared - a steadily growing black inky darkness at the center of the area where the Avatars had just been.
Soon other spots started to grow, until it started to form a large oval shaped bitch darkness - at this time people had backed away in fear - but stayed to watch out of curiosity - after a short while the darkness stopped growing and a large area at the center stage had been cleared.
A stark murmuring spread across the crowd as they peered into the darkness.
And then.
The eyes opened, a deep crimson red peered from the inky darkness, staring back at the onlookers, and then came the eerie screech, it was long and mournful, filled with years of pain.
Not that it was Giratinas intent to sound like this, but it was a byproduct of his imprisonment.
" that'll do I think, best not scare them off."
A figure began to emerge from the darkness until it formed a man dressed in a black suit and snowy white hair, with at, a disinterested face.
The black inky portal between worlds began to dissipate after he had left the Distortion world and as a way of greeting to the onlookers he simply bowed before stating his name.
"I'm Germaine, or rather Giratina; a pleasure to be here."
Name: Germaine Koller
Pokémon: Giratina
Gender: Male.
Age: 38
Hometown: Snowpoint City; Sinnoh.
Level:40
Ability: Pressure
Moves: Ancient power, Dragon Claw, Destiny bond, Shadow sneak, Earth power and Aura Sphere.
Legendary powers: Giratina, the shadow Pokémon, or Renegade Pokemon has always existed in another dimension, placed there by Arceus for his violence in a time long since past.
He has various abilities, namely the ability to travel back to his distortion world and out again as he see's fit- it is limited of course, there are 'focal' points littered across the world that shimmer slightly whenever he nears them.
The Distortion world allows him to travel around in that world with greater ease than if he was in the real world as he reverts back to his form of Giratina- in this world he can view the real world; watch, and wait.
He can and will drag some unsuspecting souls into the Distortion world for some reason or another- but he generally hunts for two very specific targets.
He also has the ability to move through objects- becoming transparent when doing so; he can't sustain this for great lengths of time however in his avatar.
Germaine is also naturally resistant to normal attacks- be it a punch from a human or a headbutt or tackle from a Pokemon.
Held item: Spooky Plate- a shard of Arceus himself, it appeared in the Distortion world when he was freed- he is however searching for his Griseous Orb.
This is held within a small leather Knapsack that he carries with him; it also holds various other items, such as berries, a map, a poffin case, a journal and money.
Appearance:
A rather slim and slender physique that is only magnified at the fact he stands at just over Six foot tall.
Giratinas personality: Giratina is an age old Pokémon that has seen the wrath of the gods, the power that Arceus is capable of, and incapable of.
Before his internment that lasted over 10,000 years Giratina had little in the way of personality, it was currently still forming, much like an infants - he was easily interested in new things however, he spent a great deal of time testing the limits of his powers and learning his boundaries, his relationship with his brother and sister was strained, but nothing that could escalate into anything more than that - they respected each others space and rarely came into contact with one another - something that benefited all parties involved.
Giratina was learning his place in the world when he broke his boundaries and was; as a consequence, imprisoned by God.
That was the moment he first expressed the emotions that was hate, and anger.
And those emotions have become a piece of his being, who he is - he embodies those two emotions more than any other being in existence, the Distortion world a pressure cooker that stewed and fostered those emotions, boiling them done further and further, reducing them until the finished product was just as much as a piece of those ingredients as they were a piece of everything else.
Happiness, love, joy, humour, these were foreign to him - impossible for his mind to fathom or comprehend, it was only when he was put into his human counterpart did he for the first time experience these emotions.
The ability to love a taste of food, to laugh with someone you have befriended, to care for someone other than ones self - the things that were necessary for him to leave the life he had endured behind were given to him by the very being he despised more than anything else in existence.
But one cannot leave behind their heart if they do not like it, nor can anyone just remove their arms or legs because you feel they hinder you - without tearing into your very being, these things are with you forever.
They make up who you are, and Hate anger, pain all of these things could no just be cast aside or left behind, they will remain with him for the rest of his days - they are his very fibre of being, he embodies those feelings and no matter how much he represses them - they always come back.
Giratina is doomed, to live in eternity in pain and suffering... Unless...
He brings an end to the thing that was the root cause of them; Germaine mellowed Giratina, as did his companion Kirlia - but they cannot stop him from being what he is.
No one can.
Germaine's Personality: Germaine was a nice person, kind and warmhearted - he was a person who loved to help others and competed in Pokémon competitions back in his home nation of Sinnoh - a very successful Pokémon coordinator who also helped new and up and coming coordinators find their feet in the world that was infinity more different than that of the Pokémon trainer world.
The moment he was hijacked by the Pokémon Giratina however, this has changed - whilst he is still a nice person through and through, he has become noticeably colder than he used to be - the God that now sleeps in his mind has changed Germaines personality a fair bit, his decision making is slightly erratic, making choices that neither he nor Giratina wants but something completely different in a conflict of wishes, as if a third personality arises out of the attempt of two mind argueing over what to do.
The process of fighting his new mind causes him to tire out easily and mental exhaustion is something that becomes fraught and common on certain points.
No longer is Germaine the warmhearted person who steps out of his way to help others.
Now calculation and an almost cold demeanour takes hold over him - he attempts to ensure that he sates the Pokémon inside of him to prevent him from forceably taking control, whilst also ensuring that he sticks to his own sense of morality, reducing as much damage that is done to any one who stands by the pair.
He cannot afford to be kind any longer, he must ensure that Giratina never repeats the episode that brought Germaine back to the world.
Backstory:
Giratina remembered the day that Arceus; God of all creation entered his realm - he knew everything that took place in the Distortion world, it was as much a part of him as he was a part of it.
Arceus was far more powerful than him though, as is the obvious result of God meeting one of his creations- Giratina was dubious at first, but hidden deep under all the hate and resentment there was a glimmer of hope from afar he had witnessed what was occurring on the real world.
And if Arceus had come here at this time, it meant one of two things.
Today was the day he died.
Or the day he was freed.
It was the latter, Arceus spoke and then he left without waiting for a reply- and before he knew it he was blinking through the eyes of a human on the ground of the Human world.
A soft breeze tickled his face and swept through his hair, staring down he seen a pair of hands- one of them had very callused finger tips in comparison to the other, but they were soft and had slender dexterous fingers.
He fell to his knees for the first time and let out long staggered sobs- he was overjoyed, for the first time in his long life he felt that emotion.
After a few minutes, ho composed himself and looked around- he was in a forest by the looks of it, and it had snowed quite recently - it had just dawned upon him that he had dirtied his trousers, a new experience to be sure.
It was strange though- somehow he had clearly took possession of a humans body, but he had no idea of who this person was or what he was doing in this snowy forest.
A name...
He needed a name.
Giratina started feeling around his new body for some sort of identification, his search yielded a wallet in his right trouser pocket, and inside it contained some money, various cards and a photo of himself.
He gazed at the photo for a while after removing it from its plastic sheath - had had to admit, he liked the look of this human. He picked through the various cards after placing the photo back- they all had the name Germaine upon them, he personally didn't care what the family name was as the humans called it- the only family he had trapped him in a prison and a torturous existence for centuries - so he donned the name Germaine.
For obvious reasons, Germaine didn't return back to the city that was closest on the road, instead he headed - instinctively towards a weak spot between the worlds; focal points that allowed him to view the human world with greater ease from the other side- since he has been freed from his jail, it appears he can now access the distortion world and this world with ease- so long as he finds one of these focal points; and he knew where almost everyone was off by heart, being in that place for centuries these areas were the ones he was most familiar with as he generally watched through them.
Ah.
The Snowpoint city Focal point number 3.
Now he knew where he was, this focal point was not far from the city itself, but rather the road leading to it via Mount Coronet- it figured he'd be in this country of all the ones out there, and it was this one he definitely could not stay in - he wanted to get away from the nation that caused him the most distress, and it would complicate things less if wasn't around those who might have known the person this body belonged too.
So he entered the realm that was his home - its familiarity was somewhat comforting,but he didn't want to be here for long.
It also appeared that he reverted to his normal form here.
Giratina travelled through his realm; searching for one that he liked. It took an hour, but he found an area that looked nice, a city called Fortree city - the humans here were in tune with nature and he had a greater respect for them than he did the rest, he felt that they truly appreciated the world they lived in - as they should.
Once Germaine materialised in the world of men and Pokemon he began to enjoy his new life.
There were some things he could never shake off however, namely his observant nature, he would typically observe others rather than participate, but on occasion he would realise that he could actually participate now, as he has always wanted to, it would take some time before that would sink in - old habits die hard, a human saying that he was fond of.
During this time Giratina discovered some facts about his body - Germiane, it appeared that he held some musical talent, musical notes were something he could read although it felt odd that he could comprehend what these squiggles of ink on paper meant; as if some knowledge was always there, but he never knew it until now.
And it wasn't till further down the line when he visited Lilycove city that he started to work as a Pokemon contest choreographer, something Giratina certainly never anticipated that he'd ever do, but a job was a job, and it was something that he felt that was Germaines old job as well, since contests were indeed held in the Sinnoh region where this body originated from.
He impressed the right people when he went and participated in a contest with Kirlia, and then after a trial of sorts impressed them further, earning a well paid job in the process; Germiane spent a good year working out of Lilycove; using the abilities he never actually owned himself as a means to survive.
That being said, he did indeed make an impression to the world that viewed Pokemon contests and gained a peice of knowledge about the body he inhabited.
It was around a year in to his new life; whereupon other Legendary Pokemon had become rather famous in their new roles that Giratina befriended his first Pokemon, a female Kirlia.
From what he gathered these Pokemon were typically attuned to the feelings of the humans and Pokemon around them, and it appeared that this Kirlia was aware of the great turmoil that raged in his heart, she knew that he suffered more than any other being could ever suffer.
And she followed him - Germaine didn't ask for this Pokemon to be his friend, but nevertheless she did become it - humans needed Pokéballs for this sort of thing, but this one naturally followed him and would fight for him if he wanted it.
He slowly came closer to Kirlia, and after all this time relies upon her whenever his emotions start to flare up - particularly rage and hate.
After some more time of travelling with his friend he decided to partake in battling with other trainers - it was surprisingly difficult, and he had to stop himself from lashing out at the other trainers Pokemon early into his experience of this, especially when Kirlia took some serious damage.
He seldomn battles now however, he may one day take it up again, but when he has a Pokemon with him that he doesn't feel such a companionship with.
Fundamentally this is flawed of course- - other trainers say so but he disregards them; they simply can't comprehend what his and Kirlia's relationship is.
Then came the day that Kirlia dragged him by the arm towards a poster pinned up in the city center of Rustboro City, it was about the avatars - a festival dedicated towards them; Kirlia knew in her heart that Germaines intention towards going was one of vengeance, if he found either of Diagla or Palkia there- they would pay heavily for their actions in the past towards him; but at the same time, he may meet others...
Legendary's that actually may know of him, and possibly even respect or like him.
It was worth a try at the very least.
Nickname: Kirlia (yet to be given any form of nickname)
Species: Kirlia
Gender: Female
Level**: 32
Ability: Trace
Moves (up to 6): Teleport, Thief, Psychic, Heal pulse, Calm mind and Draining kiss.
Held item***: Miracle seed
Pokémon: Giratina
Gender: Male.
Age: 38
Hometown: Snowpoint City; Sinnoh.
Level:40
Ability: Pressure
Moves: Ancient power, Dragon Claw, Destiny bond, Shadow sneak, Earth power and Aura Sphere.
Legendary powers: Giratina, the shadow Pokémon, or Renegade Pokemon has always existed in another dimension, placed there by Arceus for his violence in a time long since past.
He has various abilities, namely the ability to travel back to his distortion world and out again as he see's fit- it is limited of course, there are 'focal' points littered across the world that shimmer slightly whenever he nears them.
The Distortion world allows him to travel around in that world with greater ease than if he was in the real world as he reverts back to his form of Giratina- in this world he can view the real world; watch, and wait.
He can and will drag some unsuspecting souls into the Distortion world for some reason or another- but he generally hunts for two very specific targets.
He also has the ability to move through objects- becoming transparent when doing so; he can't sustain this for great lengths of time however in his avatar.
Germaine is also naturally resistant to normal attacks- be it a punch from a human or a headbutt or tackle from a Pokemon.
Held item: Spooky Plate- a shard of Arceus himself, it appeared in the Distortion world when he was freed- he is however searching for his Griseous Orb.
This is held within a small leather Knapsack that he carries with him; it also holds various other items, such as berries, a map, a poffin case, a journal and money.
Appearance:
A rather slim and slender physique that is only magnified at the fact he stands at just over Six foot tall.
Giratinas personality: Giratina is an age old Pokémon that has seen the wrath of the gods, the power that Arceus is capable of, and incapable of.
Before his internment that lasted over 10,000 years Giratina had little in the way of personality, it was currently still forming, much like an infants - he was easily interested in new things however, he spent a great deal of time testing the limits of his powers and learning his boundaries, his relationship with his brother and sister was strained, but nothing that could escalate into anything more than that - they respected each others space and rarely came into contact with one another - something that benefited all parties involved.
Giratina was learning his place in the world when he broke his boundaries and was; as a consequence, imprisoned by God.
That was the moment he first expressed the emotions that was hate, and anger.
And those emotions have become a piece of his being, who he is - he embodies those two emotions more than any other being in existence, the Distortion world a pressure cooker that stewed and fostered those emotions, boiling them done further and further, reducing them until the finished product was just as much as a piece of those ingredients as they were a piece of everything else.
Happiness, love, joy, humour, these were foreign to him - impossible for his mind to fathom or comprehend, it was only when he was put into his human counterpart did he for the first time experience these emotions.
The ability to love a taste of food, to laugh with someone you have befriended, to care for someone other than ones self - the things that were necessary for him to leave the life he had endured behind were given to him by the very being he despised more than anything else in existence.
But one cannot leave behind their heart if they do not like it, nor can anyone just remove their arms or legs because you feel they hinder you - without tearing into your very being, these things are with you forever.
They make up who you are, and Hate anger, pain all of these things could no just be cast aside or left behind, they will remain with him for the rest of his days - they are his very fibre of being, he embodies those feelings and no matter how much he represses them - they always come back.
Giratina is doomed, to live in eternity in pain and suffering... Unless...
He brings an end to the thing that was the root cause of them; Germaine mellowed Giratina, as did his companion Kirlia - but they cannot stop him from being what he is.
No one can.
Germaine's Personality: Germaine was a nice person, kind and warmhearted - he was a person who loved to help others and competed in Pokémon competitions back in his home nation of Sinnoh - a very successful Pokémon coordinator who also helped new and up and coming coordinators find their feet in the world that was infinity more different than that of the Pokémon trainer world.
The moment he was hijacked by the Pokémon Giratina however, this has changed - whilst he is still a nice person through and through, he has become noticeably colder than he used to be - the God that now sleeps in his mind has changed Germaines personality a fair bit, his decision making is slightly erratic, making choices that neither he nor Giratina wants but something completely different in a conflict of wishes, as if a third personality arises out of the attempt of two mind argueing over what to do.
The process of fighting his new mind causes him to tire out easily and mental exhaustion is something that becomes fraught and common on certain points.
No longer is Germaine the warmhearted person who steps out of his way to help others.
Now calculation and an almost cold demeanour takes hold over him - he attempts to ensure that he sates the Pokémon inside of him to prevent him from forceably taking control, whilst also ensuring that he sticks to his own sense of morality, reducing as much damage that is done to any one who stands by the pair.
He cannot afford to be kind any longer, he must ensure that Giratina never repeats the episode that brought Germaine back to the world.
Backstory:
Giratina remembered the day that Arceus; God of all creation entered his realm - he knew everything that took place in the Distortion world, it was as much a part of him as he was a part of it.
Arceus was far more powerful than him though, as is the obvious result of God meeting one of his creations- Giratina was dubious at first, but hidden deep under all the hate and resentment there was a glimmer of hope from afar he had witnessed what was occurring on the real world.
And if Arceus had come here at this time, it meant one of two things.
Today was the day he died.
Or the day he was freed.
It was the latter, Arceus spoke and then he left without waiting for a reply- and before he knew it he was blinking through the eyes of a human on the ground of the Human world.
A soft breeze tickled his face and swept through his hair, staring down he seen a pair of hands- one of them had very callused finger tips in comparison to the other, but they were soft and had slender dexterous fingers.
He fell to his knees for the first time and let out long staggered sobs- he was overjoyed, for the first time in his long life he felt that emotion.
After a few minutes, ho composed himself and looked around- he was in a forest by the looks of it, and it had snowed quite recently - it had just dawned upon him that he had dirtied his trousers, a new experience to be sure.
It was strange though- somehow he had clearly took possession of a humans body, but he had no idea of who this person was or what he was doing in this snowy forest.
A name...
He needed a name.
Giratina started feeling around his new body for some sort of identification, his search yielded a wallet in his right trouser pocket, and inside it contained some money, various cards and a photo of himself.
He gazed at the photo for a while after removing it from its plastic sheath - had had to admit, he liked the look of this human. He picked through the various cards after placing the photo back- they all had the name Germaine upon them, he personally didn't care what the family name was as the humans called it- the only family he had trapped him in a prison and a torturous existence for centuries - so he donned the name Germaine.
For obvious reasons, Germaine didn't return back to the city that was closest on the road, instead he headed - instinctively towards a weak spot between the worlds; focal points that allowed him to view the human world with greater ease from the other side- since he has been freed from his jail, it appears he can now access the distortion world and this world with ease- so long as he finds one of these focal points; and he knew where almost everyone was off by heart, being in that place for centuries these areas were the ones he was most familiar with as he generally watched through them.
Ah.
The Snowpoint city Focal point number 3.
Now he knew where he was, this focal point was not far from the city itself, but rather the road leading to it via Mount Coronet- it figured he'd be in this country of all the ones out there, and it was this one he definitely could not stay in - he wanted to get away from the nation that caused him the most distress, and it would complicate things less if wasn't around those who might have known the person this body belonged too.
So he entered the realm that was his home - its familiarity was somewhat comforting,but he didn't want to be here for long.
It also appeared that he reverted to his normal form here.
Giratina travelled through his realm; searching for one that he liked. It took an hour, but he found an area that looked nice, a city called Fortree city - the humans here were in tune with nature and he had a greater respect for them than he did the rest, he felt that they truly appreciated the world they lived in - as they should.
Once Germaine materialised in the world of men and Pokemon he began to enjoy his new life.
There were some things he could never shake off however, namely his observant nature, he would typically observe others rather than participate, but on occasion he would realise that he could actually participate now, as he has always wanted to, it would take some time before that would sink in - old habits die hard, a human saying that he was fond of.
During this time Giratina discovered some facts about his body - Germiane, it appeared that he held some musical talent, musical notes were something he could read although it felt odd that he could comprehend what these squiggles of ink on paper meant; as if some knowledge was always there, but he never knew it until now.
And it wasn't till further down the line when he visited Lilycove city that he started to work as a Pokemon contest choreographer, something Giratina certainly never anticipated that he'd ever do, but a job was a job, and it was something that he felt that was Germaines old job as well, since contests were indeed held in the Sinnoh region where this body originated from.
He impressed the right people when he went and participated in a contest with Kirlia, and then after a trial of sorts impressed them further, earning a well paid job in the process; Germiane spent a good year working out of Lilycove; using the abilities he never actually owned himself as a means to survive.
That being said, he did indeed make an impression to the world that viewed Pokemon contests and gained a peice of knowledge about the body he inhabited.
It was around a year in to his new life; whereupon other Legendary Pokemon had become rather famous in their new roles that Giratina befriended his first Pokemon, a female Kirlia.
From what he gathered these Pokemon were typically attuned to the feelings of the humans and Pokemon around them, and it appeared that this Kirlia was aware of the great turmoil that raged in his heart, she knew that he suffered more than any other being could ever suffer.
And she followed him - Germaine didn't ask for this Pokemon to be his friend, but nevertheless she did become it - humans needed Pokéballs for this sort of thing, but this one naturally followed him and would fight for him if he wanted it.
He slowly came closer to Kirlia, and after all this time relies upon her whenever his emotions start to flare up - particularly rage and hate.
After some more time of travelling with his friend he decided to partake in battling with other trainers - it was surprisingly difficult, and he had to stop himself from lashing out at the other trainers Pokemon early into his experience of this, especially when Kirlia took some serious damage.
He seldomn battles now however, he may one day take it up again, but when he has a Pokemon with him that he doesn't feel such a companionship with.
Fundamentally this is flawed of course- - other trainers say so but he disregards them; they simply can't comprehend what his and Kirlia's relationship is.
Then came the day that Kirlia dragged him by the arm towards a poster pinned up in the city center of Rustboro City, it was about the avatars - a festival dedicated towards them; Kirlia knew in her heart that Germaines intention towards going was one of vengeance, if he found either of Diagla or Palkia there- they would pay heavily for their actions in the past towards him; but at the same time, he may meet others...
Legendary's that actually may know of him, and possibly even respect or like him.
It was worth a try at the very least.
Nickname: Kirlia (yet to be given any form of nickname)
Species: Kirlia
Gender: Female
Level**: 32
Ability: Trace
Moves (up to 6): Teleport, Thief, Psychic, Heal pulse, Calm mind and Draining kiss.
Held item***: Miracle seed
Im gunna post tomorrow guys, it's late here and I'm knackered.
G'Night.
G'Night.
@Leos KlienThank you for your patience. Germaine looks like an awesome character! I think one of my main NPCs is bound to love or hate him very much... I'm not sure which. ^_^'
Germaine is approved. Please copy to Characters.
Thank you for approving him ^.^
Time to make an entrance for him.
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