I Stealz Your Monz! \oDO/
...Rawr!

Naw... I'm just a junior member, an I'm not vary good at stealing Pokemons...
yet! X3


This was a long time in teh making.... Not Artwise...
more a case of, figuring out who my favorite Pokemons are! >w<;
(I like alot)

I went with this team of four, made up of moastly poison types! (I likes teh poison <3)


A Beedrill: cause there just epic, bad ass fucking bugs! \oDo/

Koffing: ....hes a floating, perpetually horny, Gas Tumor. That barfs toxins on his enemys... whats not to love! XD

Nidorina: I've seen these things in action on the show. Wicked fast, and Relentless like a motherfucker!

An Kirlia: Cute an sexy in their own right, and Psychic powers ftw! =D



Character info:


Me: ...well me...
I'm not the best member of Team Rocket, But I take good care of my Mons!
I put on a show of Evil, but am more or less harmless, Though I do have my moments from time to time.

My teams biggest weakness is the the lack of "team work"... an the fact I'm really just a softy.... for the moast part... GRRR I'm evil! X3

Strengths: Good at caring for, an training my pokemons.

Weakness: a lil too much empathy, and can't get pokemons to work together.



Beedrill and Nidorina: First pokemon.
Nicknames:
Beedrill: (none)
Nidorina: (none)

Beedrill was my first. I caught her when She was still a Weedle, by luring her with bits of cookie! (favorite cookie is chocolate with macadamia nuts)
She evolved into a Kakuna, after she helped me catch Nidoran.

Bedrill, and Nidorina have been rivals since that day. Both of them work hard to be better than the other, an get the most attention from me.

Both of them Evolved around the same time, I joined Team Rocket.
my Kakuna becoming Bedrill, and Nidoran becoming Nidorina.


Beedrill Prides her self on being my first pokemon, as well as the highest lvl. two facts she loves to rub in Nidorina's face.

Nidorina on the other hand was my first... "ecounter" with a Pokemon.
a fact She, Looooves to rub in Beedrill's face.

Levels:
Beedrill: 18

Nidorina: 16




Koffing: Therd Pokemon Caught.
Nickname: Stinky! x3

Found Koffing outside of the Team Rocket training camp, I was stationed in.

Caught with Nidorina's help.

Koffing is a bit of a dope, Tends to act silly, and be every one's friend.

Both Beedrill and Nidorina, ignore him, because their more interested in compeating with each other.

The do however appreciate, his smoke screen ability, for its strategic value, as well as Poison Gas, witch compliments their poison abilities. (they just don't tell him that) >w<;

Level: 8








Kirlia: "Acquired" from... deceased owner.
Nickname: Princess


Kirlia story is a sad one.
She is an example of a pokemon that was, terribly abused by her first owner.
(a common, and unfortunat fact, of some Team rocket members)


Her first owner was not a kind, or intellegent person, who hurt her each time she failed to do what he wanted.
And He wanted the impossable, by trying to make her learn, moves that she could not learn.

I met her just after one of her regular recent beatings.
The poor thing was huddled in a corner, choking back tears, as she adressed her new scars, an bruses.

I moved beside her an try'ed to help, but she shy'ed away from me.

I confronted her Trainer about her condition.. It became clear he was a stubbron idiot, that woulden't listen.

I went to my superiors obout the problem, And Wile they agreed that he was an Idiot for trying to teach his Kirlia moves she coulden't learn..
Thet didden't really show any concern for the Pokemon.


I almost left team Rocket that day... but felt, it be better if I stayed, and did something about it... maybe evan make Team Rocket a lil more respectable, an something worth being proud of.

I confronted the Trainer again...

One smashed face, and trip to the Nurse, I concluded, I was not physically built, to despence richiouse judgment, with my spindaly lil arms...


Insted, I did what I could to care for, the unfortunate Kirlia, by tending to her wounds, an comforting her as much as I could... when her so called owner wasent looking.

It was heart braking, to watch each day... all she wanted was to make her master happy, an have him love her, the way he was suppose to.
She worked so hard, but just coulden't learn the moves he was trying to make her learn.
And every time she faild, it was the same thing.

Untill there was almost nothing left, in her tiny heart... nothing but pain, and hate.

She eventuly stopped crying, because she coulden't feel any more.
Each time I got a chance to tend her wounds, she would just stare blankly, just a shell, that coulden't feel anything.


Then one day the impossable happend... Without explination, she did one of the moves, her Master had been trying to beat into her.

And then another... Till she could do each an ever one of them.
I watched, from i distance, as I saw a tiny spark of emotion light up inside her.
She stooped and looked to her master for approval.

The idiot sneered, accusing her of holding out on him, and wasting time when she could have done what she was told all along.
Then he struck her for the last time, and the last time he would do anything in life.

I was aghast, as I watched that delicate little spart, be snuffed out, an replaced with a terrible raging inferno.
Then I watched in terror as the small Kirlia, lunge for her former Master.

Her once delicate fingers, Now grizzly sharpened claws, twisted into that shape by years of unthinkable training. Tore deep into the idiots Chest, Screaming in shock and horror as the Pokemon ripped his still beating heart out of him.
Then within a flurry, his upper body exploded, as she tore the rest of him to pieces.

Me an the few other Rocket Members that were in the room, stood speechless.
The blood covered Kirlia stood in the splattered pile at her feet... then her blood shot eyes turned to the rest of us.
She hated every one, every thing, but more than anything she hated Trainers.
We all started to back away, as we saw the look in her eye...
Her claws eager to bathe in the blood of every trainer she could find.

With a blood chilling scream, she charged, her wanting claws streched out towards us.

Some of us froze were we stood, others ran for their lives.


Without evan thinking I ran forward, an reached my arms out to her. This seemed to suprise, and confuse her for a moment.
I blindly scooped her up, an pulled her tightly into my arms.

She screamed, and dug her claws deep into my arms. I cride out in pain as I fell to my knees, But kept holding her tight.


What else could I do, I held her in my arms, as she slashed, and clawed, and I said the words that she had wanted to hear her hole life.

"Your a good girl, a Good girl, I'm so proud of you, my good little Princess, I love you Princess, I love you!"

I don't know why I chose the name Princess, I was just stammering gibberish, as I did my best to give her the prase, she deserved for so long.
And I just kept holding her, an talking to her, till she finally stopped shredding my arms, and looked up at me.


She rememberd who I was... they one person, that was always there, caring for her, when ever I could.

I could see tiny tears start to well up in her eyes, just before she buried her face in my chest. I cuddled and petted her, holding her close to me, just repeating the same things over an over.

The other trainers watched, awstruk that I wasent a bloody pile on the floor... (well a bit of a bloody pile... but still alive)


After that I kept her in my room away from everone else.
A few of the other trainers insisted she be put down...
But I'd simply show them the scars all over my arms, and remind them, that if it werent for me they might all have been dead... And that ment that I choose what happens to her.


It took awile to heal.. an a Wile longer before I could take Princess out in public.
The name Princess stuck, cause thats what every one keped calling her. "evil Princess" and its the only name she will respond to.

Team Rocket let me keep her because I was the only one that seemed to be able to control her.

And I use the word "Control" vaaaary loosly.
There in only one Rule.

Never... touch her. I'm the only living thing, that she wont try to kill, if I touch her.
She is a psychopath, that would kill without feeling, or remorce, if it werent for the fact that she actully cars what I think.


My other Pokemon, give her a wide berth... an even Beedrill and Nidorina, who are always fighting for my attention, NEVER try to fight Princess, over the attention I give her.

Princess's hair, an leafy body, became discolored, from the years of beating. I let her choose a dye to add color back into her.
She chose perple.


Level: 17









Wow that was alot of words! XD;;;





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