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Username: Arwen
Name: Afterstorm
Species: Silvally (Alternate)
Gender: Non-Binary

Level: 67
Moveset: Venoschock / Thunderbolt / Surf / Rock Slide (Ability: Battle Armor, but switches to Poison Point if Poison Memory is installed.)

Shiny?: No
Appearance:
When equipped with Fire Memory installed- It was the disk Afterstorm first arrived with it, but its now scattered across the archipalago in violent, useless scraps.

Nowadays, their charismatic disk is Steel that turns their grand crest and tail fin glimmering gray that's constantly eaten away at the edges by venomous violet and lavender Ombré, their sclera a striking tie dye-like mix of white and purple. Their overuse of Poison Disk and their environment has long seeped into their very genetics, and their thick hide is soaked in a corrosive scent that is faded just enough to not outwardly rot your lungs, but potent enough to keep Pokemon five steps away from the spurs on their hind legs on the risk that they could do so if they chose to.

Afterstorm muscular body is well-taken care of and is built in a more feline-way, rather than Silvallys trademark canine one.
They have complete control over their body, radiating cold poise and the constant threat of barely restrained savagery with every calculated step.

Personality: Afterstorm is a picture of precision and control that they easily shatters with how grandiosely their own words betray them in the spur of the moment.
They have a nasty habit of saying anything just to pick a fight- ranging from over-the-top insults to blatant disrespect of many legendaries- It stopped being merely an act a long time ago and is now an instinct they can't get a hold of, as they do adore the control, intrigue, and reactions of their opponents. It's a constant act, with one reckless misstep potentially breaking everything- and they do savor the thrill of the game, that might one day end them.

Despite their isolation and mind games, they thrive when surrounded by people. Afterstorms years of living in a theatre truly show as they easily fall into telling stories and employing their skillful lying in much more mischievous ways. Despite everything, Afterstorm never stopped loving people, although their wish to connect has long since merged with their destructive self-loathing. They don't want people to stick around long enough to get hurt, so better put on a show and enjoy while it lasts.

Backstory: Afterstorms creation is a fuzzy event that they never bothered to remember, as it surely paled in comparison to their life. Ever since they remember, they and their 2 siblings lived in an amphitheater in Lignite Town of Reborn Region, one that doesn't exist in our timeline.

Lignite Town was a center of skilled craftsmen and miners, with the amphitheater being the only place of leisure in the constant buzz of hard labor. There, humans and pokemons threw awe-inducing staged fights and plays, before dispersing into the city to at nightfall to assist others and honor crafts of their own. Afterstorm particularly excelled in metalwork and stone carving, expressing complete control over their powers equivalent to that of skilled human hands.

There, Afterstorm found a true home in the community and stories they made and share. The people of the town were soo familiar with the trio of masked pokemon that the idea of them being a man-made legendary chimera never came to mind- That was until, many years later, the Elite Four itself attended one of their plays.

They saw through their costumes and raised alarm over the impossibility of their existence, but rather than taking them forcefully away they recognized their intelligence and proposed working together to uncover the mystery of their origin.
And although Afterstorm wasn't keen on leaving their home behind, they were curious about the world outside and was the first of their siblings to agree.

But Reborn was and always will be a region of setbacks and disasters, natural or opposite, and it didn't take long for the topic of their origin to sink lower and lower on Elites Four list of importance. Their siblings quietly returned home but Afterstorm decided to stay, always hungry to see more- And eventually, they got their wish by being put under the watch of Corey Molinar, the poison Gym Leader of Reborn.

It has been a clear move to shelf the impossible study with no end where Elite Four wouldn't have to bother anymore, but Afterstorm never cared about the research itself. In Corey Molinar and his team, all disgruntled and venomous just as their poison, Afterstorm found joy in unraveling their personality, digging deeper and deeper with their schemes and words to see the banter-worthy material in them all, much to their exasperation. (One that, admittedly, went from irritated to fond astonishingly fast.)

There was a powerful psychic Pokemon that wandered around their toxic gas-filled Gym and always stuck around before the very last match of the day. And after many failed attempts, Afterstorm finally managed to catch up to him before he left- And back then, with everything aligned soo perfectly, falling in love was easy.

But Afterstorms story was never meant to be easy- And somehow, years ago, their yet untold story brought them and their only egg to the shores of Fable Island through a collapsing portal. Both of their lives were near fading, but the care of legendary pokemon only managed to bring one of them back.

Afterstorm refused to let go of the empty shell before their full recovery, and despite being offered a chance to return home through an ultra wormhole of Light Trio, they buried their egg at the base of Echoing Peak and lived there since then.

There, they used their perfectly aligned moves to sculpt a home into the stone itself- but it didn't stopped there, and nowadays they chisel fallen rocks into incredibly life-like statues and shrines that they then carry off somewhere else, where they can be used as shelters for smaller Pokemon or simply make others smile in ways Afterstorm has forgotten how to.
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