New fanfic (cue fanfare)! As you can tell by the summary this is a Pokémon Gijinka story. When I used to be NightLife101 I wrote stories like this but none of them really ever got off the ground so I'd thought I'd do this one and see if you can help me. The OC template for this story will be at the bottom of this chapter so check it out after you're done reading…or if you want to just skip that step then go ahead and take a look at the steps needed to be taken to make one.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN POKEMON, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I MAY LIKE TO. ENJOY.
Prologue: Walk with Humans
Horns honked in the crowded streets as drivers shook their fists in fury and rage trying to and failing to keep traffic moving at a more desirable speed. Police officers blew their whistles as they directed traffic around a large accident in the center of the bridge. The two drivers stood outside their cars stressed as much as possible and looked at the officers waiting to leave the scene.
As the officers were about to finish one turned around and froze in fear as he looked at a figure slightly shorter than himself. The figure simply looked at him and walked away without a word and passed the heavyset officer who gripped onto his shoulder and turned him around to speak to him.
"Now look here, boy," he said reprimanding the figure and then looking down at his face and then freezing in fear much like the officer before.
Falling to the ground from fear the officer looked at the boy's face and found it to be a skull mask with only one eye visible and almost seemed to be moving from side to side. The boy turned back to face the other side of the bridge and flipped his black cloak in the wind leaving the two officers traumatized and in utter shock at the boy's face.
Walking across the bridge with the drivers all watching him the figure would sometimes stop and turn to look at them as they quickly reacted to his movements and looked forward when he reached the end of the bridge and quickly dove off into a forest on the side of the road. Panting while running through the forest the boy ducked behind a tree and placed his back gloved hands together and disappeared from view.
"Where'd that little troublemaker go?" a man asked angrily with several other men following him. "He thinks he can literally destroy an officer's bravery and get away with it? I'll show him."
The man wore a blue business jacket complemented by his blue slacks and his black tie fitted tightly around his neck. His face showed a long scar along the one side of his face from his right forehead down his right cheek. The atmosphere around him was like that of a starved beast ready for its next meal making even the officers helping him terrified in his presence. The man searched around the tree where the boy was hiding and found nothing and simply left the forest angered.
"He's here somewhere!" he yelled to the other people the boy assumed were, like the other two, part of the same league. "Comb the area until you find him. Don't bother in the forest, it's too obvious, and this kid is no dummy."
After the men left the boy reappeared and simply sat with his knees pushed up against his chest as his mask fell off his face revealing one eye covered by a black eye patch and the other a deep amber eye. The hood from his cloak fell off as well revealing his black hair that ran down the sides of his face. Sighing heavily the boy brought his hand to his head and held it in disgrace as he looked back down at his body as though he were confused by it.
"What was I thinking?" he said regretfully. "We were fooled by him. He's making us do all the work here while he just sits by and watches. All the while controlling us like puppets. I thought I could trust him, I thought we all could've trusted him…Arceus."
Standing up the boy dusted off his cloak and put the mask back on with his hood now over his head hiding his hair from view. Walking deeper into the forest the back side of his cloak flipped into a small bit of sunlight revealing two horizontal and parallel bones stitched into it.
"How did it end up like this?" he thought to himself. "It was just two weeks ago that this happened. My body was normal; it wasn't uniform compared to those people out there. My body gracefully floated in the air with my skull concealing my single eye. As a Duskull, that's really all you care about. But that decree, that invitation, it was a foolhardy mistake. Arceus sent that decree that he wished as many Pokémon that were willing to become his envoys for the exploration of a world that didn't have any Pokémon species, but had legends of us deep rooted in their mythology. Arceus himself, he knew that this world was full of people who could recognize us as living things, but would be slow to acceptance so he told us that he wanted us to prepare for the day when he would attempt to grant all Pokémon and humans the ability to cross the dimensions of our worlds. We were seen as idiots by the elders of our species, me and the other Pokémon, but we were determined to finally do something with the powers that we have.
"When all of us relayed to Arceus that we would be his envoys he simply said, 'This is what I expected. You lot of dreamers, thinking that you have some higher purpose in the world of Pokémon. Now I'm going to send you far away and test that silly faith in dreams. Give the other world regards. But as I am a Pokémon and can perform no evil I will warn you, you cannot let anyone in that world know the existence of our kind, that world is filled with people who are able to manipulate power in different ways and snare you into their power. They can abuse and force that power out of you ending your lives; this even applies to ghost Pokémon. I say this to you not as friend but as a king who genuinely cares.'
"'So why are you sending us away?' I asked. He said to all of us, 'You are Pokémon who believe that if you truly are to be considered in any world you need, but only your dreams. I need proof to see if that is true. I bid you farewell!' he shouted as he sent us between a dimensional rift with Palkia's help. As the lot of us travelled through the rift we saw our bodies change to that of the humans who lived in our world and saw us as their friends. Some us found our bodies as improvements, but some us found it as a curse. In any case, I have to keep moving, try to find the others without being caught by that man."
The boy revealed to be a Duskull in human form continued to travel through the forest while always watching his back. Reaching the outside of the forest Duskull (as we'll call him to make things easier) found himself in a small town with a sign that read in large letters, "WELCOME TO LONDON."
"L-london?" he questioned looking at the sign from all angles as he took off his mask and ran into a small shop when he saw the man from the forest looking around in a crazed manner much to the fear of his subordinates.
"Can I help you?" a woman asked in a British accent as Duskull looked up at her. "Is there something you need? Like a change from that Halloween costume?"
Looking at her for several seconds Duskull widened his eyes as he looked at the woman and suddenly dimmed them, "Yes actually, I need a change of clothes and was hoping to get your opinion on whether or not they would work on my person," he said copying the accent exactly.
"And here I thought you were one of those illiterates who couldn't so much as speak like a proper gentleman," the woman said shuffling through her clearance items. "Let's see…no matter how you look at you darker colors seem to be what say who you are. I'll give you the thin black jacket, dark gray t-shirt, and black jeans for…y'know what? Take 'em. There not worth what I'm selling them for and I think you could find a better use for them than I could."
Looking at her confused Duskull walked into a room and changed out of his clothes and walked out a few minutes later looking as though he weren't the Pokémon incarnation of the grim reaper. Walking towards the woman Duskull was handed a large bag that was slung over his shoulder and found that his mask and cloak were inside.
"Why are you helping me so much?" Duskull asked curiously.
"I have my reasons," the woman said shooing him away when he ran into a man who had just walked in the store. "Oh, Inspector Smithson, what an unexpected surprise, is there anything I can help you with."
"Yes," the man said in his gruff tone. "We are looking for this boy," he said showing a rough sketch of Duskull in his cloak and mask. "Unless this is the boy we're looking for I think our business is done. And seeing as he's a bag and this fugitive isn't, I bid you good day and apologize for the trouble."
"A real prince charming that one," Duskull said standing up and dusting himself off. "If that's all I must be getting on my way."
"One more thing," the woman said hailing Duskull over to the counter again. "Take these clothes with you, that way people don't think you're mooching off of me every season," she said handing him a pair of black shorts, a long black overcoat, and a set of black and gray flannel pajama bottoms. "Use them for whenever the weather changes; the shorts are for when the temperature is slightly hotter, the coat is for when the temperature drops, and the flannel pajamas are for when you sleep to make you more comfortable."
"Thank you," Duskull said still slightly confused by her hospitality.
"Good luck, Duskull," the woman said after he walked out the door. "In this world, it's what we all need."
Prologue complete. I know its shorter than most of my material, but hey, it's a prologue, it's supposed to be short. For those of you interested in making an OC this is the template below, and then below that will be an example of what it would look like.
OC Template:
Name (Pokémon Species/Codename/Gender (required for Pokémon who can be both genders))
Apparent Age
Appearance in Human Form (Do not add Pokémon traits as there is a section for that; if necessary describe hair style in full detail, add height, build, and eye color if you want)
Traits borrowed from original Pokémon form
Life in the Pokémon world (Think of it like a history and what led up to the decision to become one of Arceus' envoys, also add where in the Pokémon they come from)
Attitude towards being sent to our world (try not to be all mad and critical in this section; think of you yourself would react to it)
Basic Personality (Can be separated into how they were before or after being sent across the dimensional plane, but all I need is how they are generally prone to act)
Base of Operation (What country do they operate from)
Occupation (Keep in mind as this does not focus on Pokémon trainers that the occupations are more widespread to real world occupations)
Since they have become humans; what kind of persona attracts them; or who would they seek romantically and as a friend
Copied accents
Available Moveset at current level (This will be subjected to change as the story progresses; if you wish, you made add their approximate level)
Outfit (Keep in mind that there is a difference between this and their clothing; this section is for how they look when in their actual Gijinka form)
Clothing (Separate into different sections dependant on weather changes and for sleep; this can include outfits for swimming if so desired, another section that will be required is formal wear in the case I add formal occasions to the vast array of story ideas)
Specialties in human world
Additional notes: Idiosyncrasies they may have, sentence structural systems, notes about who they are and what makes them them
Now for my OC
Name: Duskull/Itzal*/Male
*Itzal is a name from the Basque language meaning "shadow"
Apparent Age: 16-17
Appearance in Human Form: Around 6' 0" with a skinny figure, black hair reaching down his cheeks across the sides of his face and down to his eyes from the forehead.
Traits Borrowed from original Pokémon form: One single red eye, the other is non-existent and hidden behind an eye patch
Life in the Pokémon World: Like all ghost Pokémon Duskull found most of his joy in scaring other Pokémon and people. But as his life went on Duskull began to question whether or not Pokémon like him, in a way deceased, have anything else to offer to their world minus the all day haunted house. Often reprimanded for his supposedly flawed way of thinking Duskull's elder, Dusknoir, repeatedly and publically attacked him for his ideology, and originally gladly accepted the opportunity to leave his original home in Mt. Pyre.
Attitude towards being sent to our world: Confusion and a feeling of betrayal has reached Duskull in the sense he feels that Arceus tricked him and the other Pokémon into leaving because of their desire to know more than they should about the way their world works; may be taking this too personally.
Basic Personality: A Pokémon, who questions everything and never takes anything but a straight answer, can be easily angered and forced to violence, but can truly show genuine care for another person. Finds it easier to communicate with people and Pokémon who feel betrayed and finds it much more comforting to know that other people and Pokémon know the feeling of suffering.
Base of Operations: London, England
Occupation: Acts as a security officer at his school and part time detective and expert on the supernatural.
Attracted by: Almost no one, but finds it easy to open up to people who can understand and not feel distanced from him because of his problem with being betrayed.
Accent: Proper English, the Queen's English
Moveset: Will o Wisp, Shadow Ball, Ice Beam, Shadow Sneak (Lv. 33)
Outfit: Long black cloak with a hood that covers all of his hair with two horizontal parallel bones designed on it, scratched up white skull mask that gives off an illusion that his eyes is moving from side to side.
Normal clothing:
Thin black jacket, gray t-shirt, black relaxed jeans, black Velcro one shoes
Winter:
Jacket is buttoned up and a long black overcoat is added along with two black gloves
Summer:
Jacket is not worn and jeans are replaced by black shorts reaching to the bottom of the knee
Sleep wear:
Black and grey plaid flannel pajama bottoms, his usual gray shirt
Formal wear:
Black tuxedo with a red neck tie
Specialties: Cooking, cleaning, deductive reasoning, and supernatural reasoning
Additional Notes: Often asks "What're you smoking?" when he hears an idea or notion he deems as ludicrous or stupid, and often says "Shoot me…" when he something ironic happens.
A final note! The following Pokémon cannot be used as an OC; Pokémon with the letters N cannot be negotiated, Pokémon with the letter M can be, but only if you make a good enough case; if you fail at making your case I will still use your OC, but your Pokémon will go to the evolution before it becomes the Pokémon you originally picked:
All legendary Pokémon: N (This includes Pokémon from Unova, and all Trio Pokémon; e.g. Zapdos, Moltres, Articuno, Suicune, Entei, Raiko, etc…)
Dragonite, Tyranitar, Hydreigon, Salamence, Garchomp, and Haxorus: M
Spiritomb, Rotom: N
Anything else is fair game, but I must ask that not everyone choose an Eeveelution as those are the most popular and those spots will fill in quickly, so my recommendation is that you either send those OCs earlier rather than later. (This may be an over-exaggeration, but that's what I see when looking up this kind of fanart).
Thank you for taking the time to get to this point, now you're ready to start, if you want to send me an OC know that I won't be accepting for very long and at the end of the next chapter in which I have 49 other OCs, that I am pleased with, I will set a part aside for credits and the CODENAMESwill be used with the creator beside them. Until we meet again, Ja nee.