Pyrogenic

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Name: Pyrogenic, Pyro
Species: Charmander
Age: 2.5
Level: 5
Type(s): Fire
Gender Male
Region: Fire
Height: 2'00''
Weight: 18.7 lbs
Colour: Orange and Yellow
Markings: He has a scar under his jaw from a fight
Eye Colour: Blue
Personality: Pyro is a kind Pokemon. He is always looking out for others when they are in need. He usually tries to make friends first, and if that isn't possible he will attack. He wants so desperately to become a Charizard. He wants to be able to fly above the Volcano and make the forest burn brighter. He is a very hard worker because of that. He always tries his best, and doesn't get down when he loses a fight but he learns from them to make himself better. He really wants to make a team for battling. He believes that this might make it easier for battles and the team can grow strong together and then they can battle the legendary Pokemon.
History: Charmander was born in The Volcano with his parents, both Charizards. He was the only child and they raised him to be a strong level five. Everyday he saw Charizards flying in the sky and blowing fire at each other. He wanted to do that, fly with the Charizards. But, one day his parents dropped him off at the Burning Forest. He never saw them again. He got attacked the same day, while looking for his parents. It was a Houndour that popped out of nowhere. This his how he got the scar on his face. To this day he has been hiding just until the right moment where he felt strong again. He made sure that he would evolve into a Charizard and fly with the Charizards again.
Role Play Example:

I walked in the forest, the heat felt good on my frame. It warmed me up so much and just fed with my tail flame. I took a deep breath in, just smelling smoke. That is all that I had smelt sense I was born, it gave me some reassurance in a way. I walked with my small arms at my sides, my long tail flicking back and forth. I learned not to touch it as a baby, I burnt myself. But my parents had told me that they had done it as well so I didn't feel so bad.

I was orange, a typical Charmander. I had large blue eyes and an orangy-yellow belly. My flame on my tail was huge and bright. But I wasn't angry, I was just healthy. There was a smile on my face, just closed mouth so no one saw my four teeth. I only had four teeth right now, but I still had a mean bite. Even though the attacks that I could use in battle was scratch and growl. But I didn't care, I had a mean scratch as well.

I walked along, my large feet leaving claw marks in the dry Earth. The heat from the fire was close, but that was because I was living in Burning Forest. The forest was always on first. Nothing could put it out unless some freak disaster came here and extinguished it. And I hoped that it never happened. Where would I go? Where would the other fire Pokemon who weren't yet ready for the Volcano go? Maybe the Volcano would have to suck it up and let us live there until the first started to burn again.

But enough of that, that was never going to happen here. It was to hot. I flung out my arms and started to run. My eyes closed. I now had an open mouth grin on my orange face. But not for long as I had smacked into a tree.

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