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Make sense? What fun is there in making sense? wrote:Name: Erik Vallas
Nickname: Echo
Age: 27 (February 29th)
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Rural Unova
Family: Erin Vallas (Twin Sister)
Trainer Orientation: Chaotic Neutral
Trainer Class: Musician
Starter Pokémon: Geminus
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Twists and turns are my master plan. wrote:Divide [Male Geminus] — Chaos, panic, and disorder. My work here is done!
A Pokémon that fully embodies its trainer, Divide is half of the Geminus that he shares with his sister. A strange anomaly for the species, Divide and Conquer both act as sole entities, as opposed to two ghosts working as one. Nevertheless, the two are often seen together and are rarely contained in their capsules. Divide is relentlessly ruthless in battles, ceaselessly seeking victory without letting up. Divide does possess an amount of its trainer's humor, however, often playing practical jokes on even Echo and Eris.
—Captured in rural Unova.
Ability: Adaptability
Nature: Naughty
Move Pool:
Pins [Male Shiny Dustox] — I want everything and nothing in harmony.
Pins is not exactly all present. A bit quirky and a bit of a mess, Pins is all over the place normally, darting to and fro and often looking a bit glitchy when he does it. Anyone who meets the Pokémon might wonder if the creature has been raised poorly or mistreated, but there are no visible signs of anything like that being the case... Still, don't let the Pokémon's jittery and slow nature mislead you, he packs a punch when he gets around to it.
—Captured on Route 102.
Ability: Shield Dust
Nature: Quirky
Move Pool: Bug Buzz, Iron Defense, Light Screen, Protect, Quiver Dance, Roost, Sludge Bomb, Substitute, Toxic, Whirlwind
Whimsy [Male Shiny Whimsicott] — Chaos is a friend of mine.
Ahh, the best of names. Truly, no? No...? Well, you can check it at the door, fool. The clarity of such a well selected name will become clear in the future. All's well and good, but Whimsy himself is not nearly as broken in the mind as Pins is. A joyful little ball, he's the one that likes a laugh for the sake of a laugh, often bouncing about from foot to foot before breaking into giggles at some imagined joke that only his own mind knows. Who am I kidding? He's as broken as a box of crayons.
—Captured in Pinwheel Forest.
Ability: Prankster
Nature: Impish
Move Pool: Encore, Energy Ball, Giga Drain, Hurricane, Leech Seed, Moonblast, Stun Spore, Switcheroo, Tailwind, U-Turn
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You've been kind for far too long. Time to be cruel. Arrivederci! wrote:Echo stands fairly tall, about six feet and 1 inch in height. His skin is pale and ashen-looking, and is blemished by numerous old scars and burns on his arms and back. Off-white hair with black roots sits like a mop on his head, hanging down around his high cheekbones. Deep, black eyes and heavy eyebrows dominate his face, joined by a few inches of white hair making up a Gogoat-like goatee. Echo's haircut and accessories scream grunge, with multiple piercings riding up the crest of his ears.
The tall, slender man favors punk-style clothing. Torn pants, armbands, and gloves are common. Overall he doesn't seem to favor a darker color pallet common in punk and grunge clothing styles, though he does take a muted one. His clothing is almost always brown, gray, or mustard in color. He's fond of patchwork, going so far to wear two different legs of different pants. His favorite clothing feature is a large trench coat with a checkerboard lining on the inside.
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I'm not playing fair? Perhaps we haven't met. I'm Echo. Spirit of chaos and disharmony. Hello? wrote:Echo is, put quite simply, unhinged. He's a strange mixture of crazy, cruel, and capricious, with a sense of humor that ranges from harmless to deadly. He doesn't think of himself as evil, not even knowing and acting willfully as an Avatar, and instead perceives everything he does as a chance to create disharmony in a world that has failed him. Underneath this chaos is a degree of wisdom. The unusual circumstances of his and his sister's aging process has allowed him long years to understand the world and the facets of it... perhaps not nearly as much as some of the old souls that crop up in the setting, but one would be a fool to think him unversed in technicalities.
He doesn't really form attachments to people, at least not outside the steadfast presence in his life that is his sister. The pair of them have a relationship that many would consider both obsessive, and unhealthy, especially given the sometimes near romantic implications that their behaviors imply. It's difficult to tell at times whether this is a feint on the pair of the duo, or if their relationship really is more intimate than is usual for a brother and sister. Like his sister, he is prone to self-harm, but where she escapes in cutting, he finds a perverse fascination in burning himself, be it with lighters, matches, or cigarettes.
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Why the angry eyes? You love passing tests. wrote:Eris and Echo were born Erin and Erik Vallas, a set of twins born to a hopeful father and mother in 1940 in rural Unova. The advent of their birth was something of a surprise, occurring exactly on the 29th of February that year. Born 13 minutes before his sister, Erik and Erin were not a pleasant birth for the young couple. Eris's first cries rang out into the world, joined by the soft weeping of their father as the midwife laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. Such that is was that the twins began life without their mother, taken by death in childbirth.
For as long as the twins can remember, they have been inseparable. As they toddled around in diapers in the farmhouse they called home, they learned early on that they together were something of a bane to their father. Abuse fell upon them twofold; seemingly everything they did and experienced was doubled. They shared in stolen moments of sanctity in the long stalks of corn and wheat, hiding away, just as they shared in beatings and reprimands. Together then, they endured. Whenever their father drank himself into a stupor, together they divided the burden. Where Erik would act out to make himself a target to the brunt physical abuse, Erin would be the one to try to hold together the broken pieces of their home. And truly, in the rural farmland they called home, little could be done to change their outlook.
Such was it that their life might have continued down this course, but the dark threads of fate seemed ready to pull for the Vallas twins. Their twelfth birthday, in the year 1952, came. Never had the twins known their birthday to be one of celebration, and so the event passed without fanfare. They woke, prepared breakfast for their father, and then the man left to tend to field and seed while Erik did the same. As he left, he gathered his sister up in a hug and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, softly wishing her a happy birthday. Meanwhile, Erin turned her attentions to tending the house, though she took some spirited away sugar and honey and flour and began to make the smallest of sweets for her and her brother to share...
As noon of that day came around, Erik found that the lunch he usually took with him in the mornings was missing. Growling with faint distress, because if his had been forgotten, so too had his fathers, he began to plot a course back from the field which he was maintaining... But as he approached through the young fallow grass, Erik felt a palatable heaviness to the air, the sky above the farmhouse paled to gray as if a storm or cyclone might bear down upon them in an instant... Breaking into a sprint, he galloped across the remaining yards to the little white house, cresting up the porch and through a door that had been ripped from its hinges, his fists clenching already as the young boy prepared to stand between their demon of a father and his other half.
Where Erik had always been the physical one, ready to fight tooth and nail, Erin had always been the one to take fate into her own hands by applying pressure just so to get a response... Today, it seemed, she had taken fate into her own hands full bore. Their father lay on the ground, bathed in the crimson of his own blood, the tattered remains of Eris's dress clenched in his cold fingers. Crusted salt from tears streaked the girl's face, though it was clear they had not been shed in sorrow of the dead. A tangled gore, their father's body began to melt into a monster. The twins locked eyes in mutual horror and felt their guts wrench.
Dropping to their knees, Erin felt the swirling shame of her brother as some visceral connection ripped open within them. "Failure. You couldn't defend the only thing worth defending. Useless." Likewise, Erik felt anguish wash over him, the unrelenting pain of his sister. "Soiled. Broken. Used. No. Not one more time. Never.". Within him, he felt physical wounds mirroring that of his sister's pool warmly with blood. They reached out for one another as the dark anguish around them pooled into a tangible substance and they fell into the darkest nonexistence of the void creature's mind...
Within this place they clutched one another, clothing blasted from their battered and scarred forms, emotions raw upon their beaten psyches. They looked into the depths of one another and then into the swirling depths of the mind they'd fallen into as their anguish had swallowed them. Red eyes, thousands, swarmed around them, the swirling, nauseating half-forms of the Darkness examined the frail humanity that had slipped into this place and released a dark chuckle at what it saw. The twins pressed their foreheads together, minds sharing constant, overlapping and mirror thoughts. Together, they were not afraid. Nothing again would ever harm them for as long as they shared the world together... The dark being found some sick amusement in this and reached into their minds, cracking open the fragile shells it found there and filling them up.
Yes, it told them. Together, of one body, you might yet be strong enough... And they screamed, their pale bodies filled to the brim with such power that black blood seeped from every orifice. Truly, in that swirling chaos they might have essentially being a single entity, a body born again in darkness and thrust out into the world again, twins. Whole. Unbeaten. Unbroken... and new energies rippling under their skins, ready to be commanded. To this day, even Erik and Erin can not say why the Darkness chose them. They know only that something inside them kept them from dying when so few were capable of accepting into them the powers of being the beings avatar. Perhaps, in their more rational moments, they reason that it had to do with sharing the burden...
Nevertheless, they awoke to find not even a speck of their house remained. All physical matter around them for a mile had been blasted away, gone... That suited the twins well enough. They never looked back... And so it was that they began to travel, never staying in one place for long or in one alias for long. Something about the event changed them materially. For every four years that pass now, they reason, they age another year. Given then that 15 leap years have passed since their rebirth, they are barely now young adults...
This suits them well, and they presently assume the named Echo and Eris, the twins fronting the band known as Discord.
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Looks like we might be due for a big ol' storm of chaos! wrote:Unique Abilities_______________________________________
└-Powers unique to the character.
Dark Avatar: As an embodiment of the Darkness in full upon the world, the twins can use all categories of void abilities. They also has the capability to gift her abilities to anyone they are destructively in tune with, thus denying themselves access to this ability until the one they lend it to returns it, or dies. However, anyone not truly blessed by darkness using these abilities would be slowly killing themselves. That being said, the twins are rarely in the habit of this, as selfish creatures of whim. This also gives them a very unsettling, eerie aura, very much like having an evil ki. Even when their darkness is hidden, those with strong metaphyiscal senses may feel a little uneasy around them, with something one simply can't put their finger on.│
Manipulatory Discordance: As the Avatar of the Body, the twins' power manifests as the ability to harness and manipulate matter and energy of the world around them by shifting the slightest element of the void within them. For Echo, this specifically manifests as an incredibly fine control of atoms and matter. Where his sister will collide hostile elements to generate energy and explosions, Echo is much more fond of using the environment around his enemies as a weapon, warping the reality to entrap, crush, or attack.
├─Classification: Void
├─Category: Avatar
└─Power Level: Inherent│
Hex Bolts: Due in part to the ability to warp Darkness energies that leek into the world, both siblings possess simple control of these energies. This manifests as reddish-magenta colored energy which they can hurl as regular attacks. It is incredibly adept as diffusing force and energy fields.
├─Classification: Void
├─Category: Void Projection
└─Power Level: Master│
Take Your World Away: When working in tandem with his sibling, Echo and Eris can essentially cut off the abilities of another by shifting probably and matter in their favor. When they do this, they oppressively negate their target's ability to use a skill category. For example, Psychic: Mental Projection. The more targets they attempt to do this to, and the more skill categories they attempt to do this to, the more difficult it becomes for them to maintain, but they have been known to maintain three to five suppression without being taxed across three or so people. This ability is overarching and essentially negates that ability until the target leaves and the effect wears off over the course of an hour or two, or until the twins are summarily defeated and lose handle on the negation.
├─Classification: Void
├─Category: Void Projection
└─Power Level: Master│
├─Classification: Void
├─Category: Mental Projection, Mind Control
└─Power Level: Master
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Sometimes I don't even know what I'm going to do. wrote:Coming soon.