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Keres:. Pocket-Felines App

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edit:: apparently you can have four characters now hahaha that means i can save my last for when we can use the next gen of pokemon 
now to go and draw depressing pictures for the fortnight of memories 
ps this goddamn thing took me two days look at how productive i am /cries

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Name: Keres (pronounced keer-ays) 
(It's a greek name for a female death spirit who was one of the children of the night goddess Nyx.)
Gender: Female
Species: Shuppet
Type: :iconghosttypeplz:
Age: 16
S.O.: Nurse
Housing #: Nurse room #3
Moveset: 
:iconnormaltypeplz: Screech
:iconghosttypeplz: Night Shade
:iconfiretypeplz: Will-O-Wisp
:iconghosttypeplz: Shadow Sneak

Personality: [Sensitive] [Pessimistic] [Morbid] [Kind] [Meek] [Easily flustered] [Talkative]

[Sensitive] "B-but, I'm just a burden, th-that's what she said." It's easy to hurt Keres' feelings, and it's just as easy to make her cry if one says something mean to her. She'll forgive one just as easily, but if she feels they made her cry on purpose, she'll hold a grudge.

[Pessimistic] "There's no way we'll be able to do that, it's impossible!" Keres doesn't have the most positive outlook on life, although she often tries to be happy for other pokecats. She's just not very good at it, and if shows. Sometimes she's more pessimistic than other times, but it usually depends on how good of a day she's had.

[Morbid] "If a pokecat fell from that height, they'd probably die. Either that or break most of their bones, although that isn't much more appealing." Being a ghost-type, Keres thinks about death frequently. She isn't very scared of getting hurt, or death, and finds talking about it a worthy pasttime, and that anyone else being afraid of it is ridiculous.

[Kind] "I can't really do much, but can I help?" Keres loves to help others, and tries to do so often as she can. She strives to be useful to others, and sometimes that leads to her being used. Keres tries not to provoke anyone, and usually only dislikes the "bad guys!!". She has a very black and white perspective of whether cats are good or bad.

[Meek] "Oh, no, no, no, I couldn't do that. It's too loud and there's too many pokecats for that.." She doesn't like putting herself in the spotlight or stepping up to do anything. She'd rather hang out in the background not being recognized for anything. In battle, though, she's much more confident, and loses any hesitation.

[Easily flustered] "Oh! Um..." She gets flustered easily, and will shy away from others if they're too loud or very excitable. She's a big jumpscare, and dreads being surprised. Even if she's very somfortable with someone, if they scare her, she still might panic.

[Talkative] "But you probably know that of course! I mean, well, there isn't that much to know of it, but still... Unless, you don't know, but in that case I'll just have to tell you."  Keres likes to talk with others, and given a good enough topic, she could ramble on all day, given that she knew whoever she was speaking with. She enjoys oration, especially of poems of the such, which she on occaision writes herself, but often her dislike of being the center of attention prevents her from really doing that.

Held Item: Joy Ribbon

A little background info: Keres was born on Poke-Paws island, living a quiet life with her mother, Nuit. They were reasonably well off, and had an easy enough life. Despite this, Keres often fought with her mother, as she'd inherited the personality of her father, who was little talked of in the household. One day, they had a particularly bad fight, and Keres ended up running off in a huff. It also ended up being the day that Team Rocket woke up Heatran, and all the pokecats had to flee the island. Keres couldn't get back to her house to see if her mother was alright, and ended up leaving with everyone else. Once there, she decided to become a ranger because she wished she could have been able to help her mother, but would be able to help others instead. She eventually switched to a nurse because she felt she wasn't up to being a ranger.

Relationships: 

:bulletwhite: Neutral
:bulletyellow: They're scary,,
:bulletorange: Dislike
:bulletred: Hate
:bulletpurple: Respect
:bulletblack: Family
:bulletblue: Friend
:bulletgreen: Good friend
:bulletpink: Crush
:bulletpink::bulletpink: Love
:heart: Mate
Strike Dead

:bulletblack::bulletpink::bulletpink::bulletyellow:Nuit: "As much as I wish it was different, she's probably gone; there's no way she could have survived if she'd stayed, and I haven't seen her here. We fought a lot, but I r-really miss her..."

:bulletwhite::bulletyellow: Roman: "I don't like him very much... He's sorta mean and made me cry once."

:bulletwhite::bulletblue: Farah: "She's nice, but really loud sometimes."


RP example: (Farah from this group. Would've used something from Roman, but I haven't used him much yet.)
A dratini pokecat stood outside, breathing in the cold air and watching her breath billow out in little clouds of condensation as she wondered what she'd do that day. Her patrol was at night, and she hadn't particularly gotten any other orders for the day. Farah certaintly wasn't going to stay inside, and pretty much all of the cats that she was aquainted with were busy.
The dragon-type grinned. She supposed it was just a good time as any to go exploring, and get to know the island better, as she'd definitely gotten lost before when she wasn't paying attention. So, without much ado, she headed off deeper into the island, in the forests.
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