Description
Using one of my NPC vouchers for her ewe Yus - Vlad Finally has one of his followers~
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'If I could talk I would tell you how I feel...'
◊ Name: Mikayla
◊ Age: 79
◊ Gender: Female
◊ Height: 1´05"
◊ Color: Pink
◊ Type:
◊ Ability: Triage | Infiltrator
◊ Nature: Modest
◊ Stats: On the app~
◊ Attacks:
Natural:
Thunderbolt
Nuzzle
Thunderwave
Agility
Special:
Protect
Hidden Power
Type Attribute:
Moonblast
Draining Kiss
Shadow Ball
Ominous wind
◊ Likes
The sound of bells or any sort of soft csimple chime Talking to her - she does enjoy listening to others - doesnt matter what they say Quite fond of the Vampire coven as it is The color Green A eager Romance fanatic QUite fond of children - would love to have some of her own Very fond of ribbons and heart shaped jewelry Odd looking objects Heights Cooking - it is one of the activities she is most common seen doing Sunbaths Still loves and misses her family dearly Grapes Loves nothing more than to nap in the sun Dancing
◊ Dislikes:
Harming anotehr pOkemon just for the sole purpose of inflicting it pain All to bitter food Fooling her or attempting to trick her Treating her 'kind' like monsters Is actually not so fond of being known as a 'Vampire' Lies and betrayal Fears and dislikes no one more than the Pokemon from her past Loud noises Certain Pokemon with a nasty personality make her self concious Sleepless nights filled with blank dreams Her lack of voice Cloudy days Insulting anyone she is close to
◊ Personality[UPDATED!]:
| Quiet | Obedient | Does not often show any sort of 'own opinion' | Comes of as distant | Quite the Shy individual at first | Will slowly warm up to others | Does get quite happy and energetic at times | Loves nothing more but to dance | A loving and understanding lady | Fears heartbreak | Easily backs out of a fight | Will protect others with every viber of her being | Simple | Enthusiastic | Eager | Pure and innocent
Mikayla comes of as a obedient and quiet adition to the known Vampire coven. SHe does not object or fight for her own opinion whatever might happen. Thpugh would certainly step up if someone were to insult her 'kind' or someone that she trusts and feels in some sort of way close to. Due to her quiet nature, and her lack of voice, she does come of as distant and cold. Though that is not the case. Quite the contrary, she is a shy lady with a soft heart. One that has been broken quite a few times in the past.
She will slowly warm up to new faces and gradually appear more happy. She will smile more and start tugging on others attires to get their attention. Due to her lack of voice she often is a little helpless and does not know how to comunicate with others properly. Though she is always eager and upbeat to find a way of comunication for her and others. Overtime she will start asking for dances with Pokemon that she likes and trusts. It is a form of complete and utter trust and at that the one thing she truly enjoy doing from time to time.
Mikayla is as understanding as one can be. She is forgiving and prefers to take a pacifist route compared to some inhabitants of the coven. She is loving and would never hesitate to show that. Steadily offering some sort of comfort to those who seem to be in some sort of inner turmoil. At that she is a good listener, mostly due to her lack of voice.
Despite all that she does and will fight back if it means she can protect someone dear to her. Even if it were to cost her life, she would protect and save whomever she can as long as she thinks of them worth saving. That is - if she actually were to ever leave the coven in the first place.
Aside from that she is quite simpleminded and easy to read. Her emotions are like an open book, which she does not even try to hide. Quite the contrary, she is always enthusiastic and eager to learn and show others her true colors behind her fangs.
◊ History:
Mikayla was born in a Pokemon Settlement as a 'unwanted' surprise. Her Mother was not known for being 'loyal' to her current partner. And steadily jumped form one male Pokemon to the next. She never once stayed with one for long and always ditched them as soon as she would gro bored of them. Many POkemon viewed her as a dispicable member of their comunity. Some would have not minded to see her die by the hands of one of her previous lovers. That exactly was what happened to the minx. A good looking male wandered into this settlement and resided in an Inn for a couple of days. Within these few days the woman had tried to seduce him, though in the end it was her who got seduced by the male. She was quick to fall in love with him, and from this relationship blossomed a child, Mikayla.
As soon as word reached the male that he had a child, he vanished. Leaving only a trail of her mothers blood behind. Not even her carcass could have been found by any of the Pokemon within the settlement. One Pokemon in particular took it upon themselves to raise Mikayla instead of her deceased Mother or her treacherous father. A Zoroark, tall and muscular, at that not quite old, raised her as his own sibling. He was one of the men that had been seduced by her mother, though he did not hold any sort of grudge. Other than the other Pokemon. As Mikayla grew up she resembled her Motehr more and more. The combined beauty and charm of both her Mother and her Father blossomed within her first ten years. This did not sit well with some of the betrayed Pokemon. AFter all this Pichu looked quite a lot like the Pokemon that had broken their hearts and toyed with their souls like a puppeteer.
"She is a succubus, just like her Mother..." "She should not stay here..." "She is nothing but a reincarnation of the woman..."
The Zoroark knew of that and feared that some Pokemon might lash out on her instead of her mother. He did not know how to avoid such a conflict other than to levae the settlement. Though that is something he would not risk with a young child like her. Thus he attempted to sooth the anger of the Pokemon. Trying to talk them out of their anger and their rage, claiming that Mikayla was not like her Mother. It took years before the Pokemon of teh settlement truly accepted her as a part of them. Though only when she finally was accepted - had her fathers nature awoken inside of her. Mikayla graduallly started to grow weaker, starting with her 6th birthday. She got ill quite easily and she never was able to stay awake for all to long. The Zoroark did not know how to cure her of this odd illness and went about to ask for someone who might know what was wrong with her.
Though no one had an answer to that. The Zoroark grew worried, he stayed up to tend to the sick Pichu until she would fall asleep. One night he fell asleep next to her in a exhausted state. In that night Mikayla 'drank' for the first time anotehr Pokemons energy. Though she did it unknowingly. She awoke the next morning with new energy and as energetic as before, while teh Zoroark became ill. Mikayla at firts thought he ahd only gotten ill because of her infecting him with the illness she had. But that slowly turned out to be false.
"Why are you not getting better...."
While she grew healthier and stronger, the Zoroark grew weaker and deadly unhealthy. It got so bad that the Zoroark could no longer move even a muscle in it´s body. About a month later and he passed away. Leaving Mikayla by herself. A fellow friend of the Zoroark took the seven year old Mikayla in and tried to care for her like his friend did. Though he also fell ill. Dying a year later as well. Slowly one Pokemon after the other passed away due to a weakening body. Each Pokemon was in some sort of close contact with the young Pichu, and each of them suffered the same symptoms. A Mismagius of the settlement declared that she must be taking the energy of the Pokemon aorund her. Of course with teh age of ten she had no idea how to properly defend herself in front of so many elder Pokemon. The only option she knew was runnig away.
She ran and ran until her small legs couldn't carry her anymore. She was scared and alone again, much like the day she was born alone. She felt guilty and at that scared that what the Mismagius said was true. She flet responsible for these Pokemons deaths and tried to think of a possible solution to her problem. Though she could never find one. Rather she started to walk further away from the settlement in order to maybe find some Pokemon that could help her. After a few months she came across a group of Pokemon that seemed to be quite close. It was a family that consisted of quite haughty Pokemon. Only reluctantly they let her tag along. Forbiding her to speak to anyone unless she was told to answer. Oddly enough she could not take these Pokemons energy - due to them being Poison types.
'I just have to be quiet... then I´ll be alright...'
For two years she followed these Pokemon around and helped them as much as possible. Often going as far as doing the lowest work for them just to not be alone. As the years passed Mikayla slowly forgot how to even word the simplest word. Her mind disregarded the use of words as something useless and slowly discarded the words that she used to say. And by the age of 14 , she could not utter a single word. Not that it bothered the other Pokemon at all. Quite the contrary, the relished in her mute self. Mocking and teaisng her, to which she could only smile sadly. Mikayla stopped caring about her own opinion and started to only function as a tool for these Pokemon in order to stay with them.
That is until the day a smaller group attacked them. The elader of said group was a Greninja, a young one with a cocky attitude and nothing but mischief in mind. His two partners were a Toxicroak and a Breloom. The three took everything these haughty poison types had. Trying to take the gem that Mikayla had as well, to which she merely shook her head.
"What? Can't talk pretty lad?"
WHile the Toxicroak was highly amused by her weak attempt to stop them, the Greninja was oddly intrigued by her and offered her to become a part of their little group. To be quite honest she did not know what was best for her in that moment. Though just as much as he was intirgued by her, she was curios and naive. Thus decideding to tag along with the thiefs. Over the years she gerw closer to the three Pokemon and was taught different fighting techniques. As well as some techniques to trick and steal from other Pokemon. She grew very close to the Greninja, despite of her lack of language and voice they undertsood one anotehr without a word. As she grew older they developed stronger feelings that developed into a fully fledged young love. During her 19th year she felt like nothing could go wrong. Like nothing could actually damage her perfect little world.
Though just as in her years as a Pichu, she still had gotten ill frequently. Needing the energy of otehr Pokemon to stay healthy and strong. Though she never took the energy of the Pokemon of her little group. That is until the time when she did kiss said Greninja. She had no controll over her own attacks and drained his energy to quick. Leaving the Greninja exhausted and near unconcious. Both the Breloom and the Toxicroak shoved her away from tehir leader and threatened her to tell them what she had done to him. She could not utter a word to defend herself, at that teh Greninja himself shouted at her and proclaimed that she was a succubus - a demon who sucks the energy out of otehrs bodys.
"You´re a monster hear me! A freak of nature - a vampire!"
Frightened and heartbroken she once more fled this group of Pokemon. Running and running until her own body collapsed from Exhaustion. She was afraid of anotehr heartbreak, of being abandoned and shoved away because of this horrible habit. Because of this part of her that desired the energy of Pokemon. She wnated to be as far away from any civilization as possible. So she started wandering. Wandeirng as far aaway as she could. Steadily avoiding Pokemona dn Primordial beasts on her long way. She yearned for nothing more than for a place to stay at. A place where she could at least once feel welcomed at. And that place ahppened to be a castle. A coven filled with Pokemon like her. Pokemon that seemed to live of otehr Pokemons lives as well. Hesitantly she had approached the Vmpire King himself and tried to make him understand her.
'Please let me stay - I dont want to be alone anymore!'
◊ Fun Facts
- She does not always cook in the coven - though she still prepares small meals
- Personally prefers the name Mika - thinks it is cute
- She is quite the well dancer, more than often dances to a fellow friends music
- Afraid of conflict due to her past experiences
- Loves nothing more than chubby Pokemon - just wants to hug them and not let go
- Her 'dress' like attire is purposely made like this so that she can move freely
- Has two siblings
- It is not that she doesnt have a voice - she just chose to not talk anymore - and with that forgot how [Selective Mute]
- Someone is looking for her
- The gem inside of her heart trinket is a Rhodonite
- Trys to never reveal her age or her nature as a 'vampire'
- She actually lives of the energy of Pokemon - never once bit someone
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