Damien

Pronouns He/Him
Height 3'11"
Birthdate July 10th 1979
Sexuality Bisexual
Role Antihero
Birth Location Desert Resort (Unova)
Current Residence Desert resort and near by areas
Level:100
Species: Scrafty Unique Variant
Ability: Moxie  Type: Dark | Poison
Moves:
Poison Jab | Bulk Up
Metronome | Lash Out
Held item: Spiked Bracers
Nature: Lonely

Oc designed by Hacker

A bit cocky and rowdy, Damien often causes a scene when he opens that stupid trap. It's hard to tell if he hates or likes you sometimes. Oddly, despite what you'd think, it's hard to actually have him hate you truly. When he says he hates someone, it might not mean much. He throws insults as jokes which doesn't tend to go over well, but despite seeming rude and rough he has a soft spot and will help others if needed. He won't get all sappy about it though, unless you know him well enough. He's also just sort of...Gross sometimes. He thinks it's funny.

When alone he's often drowning in his own sorrows, quite the opposite of how he acts in public. He will still sometimes act more chill around others if he feels he needs to but he can't help but still have his cringe moments. Weird old man. If he's not hanging around some bar or sketchy neighborhood, he's likely to be roaming the nearest forest or routes looking for whatever he sees as fun. He doesn't really have a home and mostly occupies abandoned buildings and steals to get by. he will sometimes forage or hunt for food but now days he has a taste for human food more than some shitty berries or whichever mon he decides is his next dinner- Less drama to steal food really. and less barbaric in the case of meat. But nature is a bitch. But when he's away from the city he hunts- or robs any trainer he finds.

He dislikes humans and usually refrains from speaking around them as they tend to get too worked up about it for his tastes. Being a "talking pokemon" gets a bit too much attention. If he gets agitated enough he will talk to them for the sake of proper communication to try to get them off his ass. If someone was to somehow manage to capture him, he'd shatter the ball to escape- As many forget they can be broken. People thinking he can be kept like some "pet" against his will disgust him. If a human was to treat him more "normally" by his standards he could tolerate them or even get along.

Damien used to partake in battles with agreement, usually ones that had some form of gambling involved. These battles were usually just amongst bored pokemon, but rarely he'd humor humans and their mons as long as they promised not to try throwing a ball at his face after. Now that he's older he rarely fights for fun, only really fighting in defense- Or anger. Bar fight man over here.

Backstory

Damien's egg was seemingly abandoned by his parents, left atop a pile of rocks in the Desert Resort. When he hatched, he ended up tumbling down the rocks and probably hit his head a few times. You could make a dropped on his head joke, but Scraggy have hard heads so he was fine. Damien, despite evolving in to a rather odd looking Scrafty, looked for the most part like a normal scraggy outside a slight hue difference. Like most pokemon, he was ready to go fresh out of the egg. Though hitting his head on some rocks and faceplanting in sand wasn't the greatest start. Though being a scraggy, something in his brain screamed at him. A desire to seek out others. Unfortunately for him, his own kind don't like outsiders and he was constantly attacked and ran off by groups. This is the downside of him being abandoned as an egg...Being born in to a group was important, so it seemed he was stuck being alone unless he could impress a group in to letting him join.

He tried his best for a long while but it didn't really work out. He ended up getting used to living on his own, learned to hide well to protect himself, and hunted smaller mons to survive out in the desert. Eventually he encounter something new- A species he hadn't seen in the desert before. He didn't have much time to process what it looked like all that much before it attacked him. It was a fairy type and knocked his poor ass out in one hit. But the next thing he knows he's walking up in some cave and he sees...A strangely colored Maractus staring at him. The Maractus poked fun at him a bit for getting knocked out so fast and joked he owed her for saving him. Instead of arguing he agreed, which confused her a bit as she was joking. After a few hours he admitted he just wanted a reason to stay around her as he wanted to start his own group like others of his kind, but not caring they aren't the same species. She agreed, as she just wanted a friend herself.

Damien never did actually bother trying to find more members for the so called group, he was content with just one mon to be around finally after living on his own for several years. Plus oddly, he felt like he wouldn't fit in with others of his kind after noticing their mindset was a bit...Off compared to his own. He wasn't sure why or what that meant yet. Him and the Maractus were both around the same age and still a bit young so they both learned more together and grew up more. Due to more fairy types arriving in the area, he started training poison moves to fight back against them. Damien heard rumors of evolution variants caused by training a type hard enough and was focused on finding out of it was true, he even went as far as to get poisoned intentionally to gain resistance. The Maractus didn't like him doing this but couldn't talk him out of it and only took care of him as needed. She also didn't get why he was so...Spiteful towards fairy types over one incident. Must be a dark type thing. Holding a grudge like that.

Eventually Damien did finally evolve. His face pale and crest jagged unlike a normal Scrafty, and a spike on his tail that could inject venom. But the most dramatic difference was his body type was quite unlike a normal Scrafty, his legs much longer than the more standard stumpy legged scrafty, and a few other differences. He wasn't much different in size though still. His typing had became Dark and Poison on evolution, proving the rumors true after all. Maractus was happy for him that he got what he wanted. She said she wished she could evolve like him, but sadly, Maractus don't evolve so he's cooler than her now she joked. He said he think she's cooler still.

Eventually they both started venturing in to the city to see new sights outside of the endless sand and ruins. They started getting in to a bit of trouble- Or more so, Damien was getting them in trouble. He started sneaking in to places or even stealing things from humans. Maractus just tolerated his trouble making, but warned him she might not be able to run away as fast if they need to run so often. He said it'd fine. And it was for a long while.

After being together for years, they both had got a bit more than just friendly towards each other. They both were awkward as hell and didn't express this very well though. If anyone was to ask, they'd both just say they're close friends. They'd never get the time to work out that awkwardness and figure out their feelings though. One day when Maractus was waiting outside for Damien as he snuck in to a warehouse to see what was inside, a trainer spotted Maractus and and due to the odd coloring she had they wanted to catch her. Hearing a commotion outside, Damien looked outside a window just in time to see Maractus fall down from a fight and vanish inside of a pokeball. Horrified he ran out of the warehouse as fast as he could but they were already gone. He tried to track them down but never had any luck as they vanished in to the crowd of the city. He didn't even get a good look at the humans face, he didn't know what to do. Worried someone would come after him next, he fled the city and back out to the desert.

This incident made him hate all humans, for one taking away his friend without a care. Because now he was alone again. From this point he started falling apart mentally and eventually ended up with several self destructive behaviors as a form of coping. Damien found out about several underground hangouts for pokemon in the city and started going to this places for interaction, which some of said interactions are what made his behavior get worse as others pressured him in to trying things.

Damien realized he has a hard time interacting with some other pokemon as their behavior is too odd to him. He almost feels as if some of them are somewhat more stupid, but he doesn't feel like that's nice to think. Some seem more on par with him and he gets along with them better, though that isn't to say he can't tolerate about anyone. But that's just it- Tolerate, he can't seem to get close to anyone anymore.

When Damien wasn't getting fucked up in some bar or placing bets in fights with other mons he was mostly working out and training to get stronger. He decided to learn to read and speak human language in order to, if needed, tell the humans off. And maybe...One day ask around in search of his friend who was taken away. He wasn't quite willing to communicate too close with humans yet though. He not only hates them, he fears them. And later he'd learn that speaking their language just made him more desirable to people wanting to catch him. Like he was some sort of freakish oddity to collect. Maybe he made a mistake. Oddly, he sometimes wishes he could live like humans instead of like a pokemon despite. Maybe the desire to be seen as an equal instead of as some lesser being to use like a tool. He did rarely find humans he could briefly get along with, ones that were older and a bit more reasonable than most younger trainers. But they never stuck around for long nor did he care if they did.

Damien's life just became the same thing year after year, and he didn't really care. Some other pokemon thought he was rather pathetic when they found out how much he mopes about when he thinks no one is looking. Though he hung around...Not the greatest individuals. He just blew them off, he didn't really care to hear their jabs at him. As he got older he started to lose interest in fighting outside of defense or the occasional angry outbursts. Sometimes he feels a desire to leave his homeland and see what else is out there, but he never goes through with it.

Once the infection started to pop up and infect others he took interest in wanting to find a cure, something to at least try and get off his ass and help with. Maybe he'd finally accomplish something useful in his life. Or get in more trouble trying.

Other info

  • Non-Move Abilities:
  • The spike on his tail is unlike a normal Scrafty, it can inject a venom strong enough to kill small target.
  • His teeth can bizarrely shift from normal to sharp like some form of mild shapeshifting.
  • Can produce an acidic spit from special glands in his mouth.
  • Has a very hard head and can crack open boulders with it. Tends to give him a headache though.
  • Known Weaknesses:
  • Sometimes his pants just fall the fuck off and he trips on them. Comedy relief moment.
  • Ground type moves. Duh.
  • Bro gets joint pains and shit haha old man lizard. Mostly like the next day after fighting or something.
  • Weapons:What do you have? A knife! NO-
  • Likes:Alcohol, Sex, Drugs, being a disaster apparently, Occasionally battles
  • Dislikes:Fairy Types, people showing concern for him
  • Bonus facts:
  • He has a phone he stole, I just assume the pokemon world has free internet and phone service idk lol.
  • Damien has been trying to help other pokemon find a cure for the type amplifying disease that has been infecting them, he stole an ancient object from a Lugia that he heard rumors can help cure it but now has an angry deep sea deity after him.
  • Damien almost killed and ate Gremlin but he wasn't fast enough and hearing his dinner beg for it's life isn't exactly joyful so he let her go- And somehow they became friends. What a weird way to make friends. In general he tries to be fast and painless when he hunts due to things like that- Despite being a dark type, he easily feels more guilt than some of the others.
  • He got himself infected with pokerus intentionally. It's like free steroids.
  • His bracers on his arms are weighted, being about 5 pounds each. The spikes are VERY sharp and he WILL weaponize them.
  • He's more intelligent than a normal Scrafty, he's at the same level as humans in intelligence actually. He doesn't really get that fact and just thinks everyone else is just really fucking weird sometimes. Why is he smarter? Who knows. Maybe Arceus playing practical jokes.
  • He's a borderline drug addict and an alcoholic.
  • He self harms and will lose his shit on you if you try to take his bracers off he uses to hide that fact. If he's comfortable around someone he won't really care anymore though. He just doesn't want to hear someone's commentary on that.
  • Sexual Facts
  • Practically a sex addict. Horny makes the brain less sad for 5 seconds.
  • A switch but rather be the one getting fucked. Loves people getting rough as hell with him and being insulted, might also do it back. General sexual cringe.
  • Has a 5 inch dick I think. It's prehensile and like a tentacle.
  • He might piss on someone to degrade them, I'm so fucking sorry.
  • If he's a pokemon will he fuck ANY other pokemon? No if it's cute and round and adorable he'd rather die lmao. He tried to get freaky with a magnezone once though...Don't ask.
  • Probally will not get freaky with humans unless he's drunk or high off his ass. Or he REALLY trusts them. It's just seen as taboo/weird in the setting in the eyes of both humans and pokemon. Really even mixing outside egg groups is seen as weird even but for other reasons.
  • In to sadomasochism (either role)

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