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sadly im switching Po, otherwise i would have ended up leaveing the group since Po isent exacily a very fun charicter to draw or rp with

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▼Name- Brock Show

▼Nickname(s)- ---

▼Age- 16

▼Gender- Male

▼Nature- Bashful

▼Weapon-
Large Knives!
Two very light silver blades that are attached by a short, but strong black mettle string. When the knives are pulled away from eatchother,
ex: Holding one knife in hand and throwing the other, the chain will extend upto 15 feet long.

▼History-

Brock lived out most of his life in a forest somewere down north. It was a very cold place, but Brocks thick fur had always protected him from the cold winter chill. As a pup, Brock had an intrest in the town foke not far from his forest cottage. It was a very humble camunity, everyone knew eatchother and the village was mostly crime free, dispise the ravonis ursoring, or the Mightena over the river who from time to time attacked for an unown reason. There were no other Mightena on the far side of the village besides Brocks family. They were very civlised, athlo they still lived like anamals and the town foke still feared them for that.

From time to time, Brock would sneek into the village. He had a two friends, a shiny even named Flower and a Tyrog named Boxer. They didint find poor Brock scary in the slightest, and they atchily fowned him quight cute and fun. Rather then chaceing him out of town, they had a hideout in a big tree in the forest, were Flower and Boxer tought Brock to be like the town foke. They told him about the world outside his forst, menchoning an amazeing school from time to time, that always seemed to strike Brocks intrest. Flower made Brock a pare of overalls well Boxer told Brock about things he lurned in school, and how to walk on two feet.

Brocks parents didint mind in the slightest, but they worryed, they worryed the town foke may not aprove of this, but in another way, they thought maby, just maby this could be good. Brock might just prove to the towns foke that they were truly civlised creachers. They may hunt, and still act like wild dogs, but how els would they servive? And Brock did just that, he made his way into the town easyly. He was dressed properly and walked upright like everyone els, he barly stood out, but this, he did not tell his parents for a long time. Insted, Brock was known as the orfan pooch, to some of the locals who took the time to talk to him and get to know him.

When Brock and his friends hit the age of 12, they tryed battleing. Boxer was born a Mighster and Flower, a normal pokemon. Over all theas years, Boxer had no idea that Brock was a wepon, and well neather did Brock. Untill the day they tryed battleing. Boxer thow a lowkick, but when Brock when to counter it with his own attack, he rather turned into a par of blades. After 20 minits of trying to figure out how to turn back. Brock managed and began to turm betwen forms freely. After that Brock had a very long conversashon with his parents, finding out his Mother was also a wepon and that was why there family was removed from there origanal pack.

Years past and the three, Flower Brock and Boxer remained friends. Brock ended up evalveing over that time. Boxer was constently talking about the DWMA and how it was his dream to go there, but his parents wodent alow him to. The trip was to far, and Boxer didint have the strangth for it, not even at the age of 15. Brock on the otherhand, did. Brock was use to not eating for long pirieds of time and long travle, it ran in the family. So, since Boxer codent fufill his dream, Brock would do it for him. Boxer was very exited, and suprisingly Brocks parents didint have a problem with it.

So that year, on Brocks 16th birthday he left for Deth City
but befor he left Flower and Boxer gave him two presents.
One, a pitcher of the three of them, and a pancho.
Befor he left Flower told him that he wodent look scary anymoor if he woar it.
and that he did.

▼Personality-
Brock is not shy or timid, but rather worrys about his appirance. He may tend to stutter when he speeks when trying to talk quietly, or sound gentle. Brock is not fond of scareing people, being 6 feet tall, he is quight intimadating but he trys his best not to be. He is easly flattered and tends to be abit jumpy when he is confronted by loud noses, do to his senciteve ears. Brock also trys his best to be polight, but being a big dog makes that abit hard at times, his big claws make it hard to use utencles, along side the fact he was rased like a dog. And being a dog makes his very loyal and brotective of his partner.

▼Additional Info

▿Yes Brock is overly fluffy.
▿Has a soft spot for cute things
▿Ah yes he loves hugs
▿Dousent have the best fashion sence when it comes to mens close, but when it comes to girls he can make totally fabbu stuff
▿He curles up ontop of his bed rather then under the blankets when he sleeps
▿Yeah he sleeps in a dog bed
▿His eyes are red and yellow like a normal Mightena
▿The Poncho top pushes down on his hair makeing it cover his eyes
▿He will eat anything you give him exept chocolet
▿The Big Gentle Wolf
▿Very clueless
▿Easly flattered
▿When happy, he has a habbit of wagging his tail
▿Tends to chase thrown obgecks like sticks or frisbys

Description
sadly im switching Po, otherwise i would have ended up leaveing the group since Po isent exacily a very fun charicter to draw or rp with

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▼Name- Brock Show

▼Nickname(s)- ---

▼Age- 16

▼Gender- Male

▼Nature- Bashful

▼Weapon-
Large Knives!
Two very light silver blades that are attached by a short, but strong black mettle string. When the knives are pulled away from eatchother,
ex: Holding one knife in hand and throwing the other, the chain will extend upto 15 feet long.

▼History-

Brock lived out most of his life in a forest somewere down north. It was a very cold place, but Brocks thick fur had always protected him from the cold winter chill. As a pup, Brock had an intrest in the town foke not far from his forest cottage. It was a very humble camunity, everyone knew eatchother and the village was mostly crime free, dispise the ravonis ursoring, or the Mightena over the river who from time to time attacked for an unown reason. There were no other Mightena on the far side of the village besides Brocks family. They were very civlised, athlo they still lived like anamals and the town foke still feared them for that.

From time to time, Brock would sneek into the village. He had a two friends, a shiny even named Flower and a Tyrog named Boxer. They didint find poor Brock scary in the slightest, and they atchily fowned him quight cute and fun. Rather then chaceing him out of town, they had a hideout in a big tree in the forest, were Flower and Boxer tought Brock to be like the town foke. They told him about the world outside his forst, menchoning an amazeing school from time to time, that always seemed to strike Brocks intrest. Flower made Brock a pare of overalls well Boxer told Brock about things he lurned in school, and how to walk on two feet.

Brocks parents didint mind in the slightest, but they worryed, they worryed the town foke may not aprove of this, but in another way, they thought maby, just maby this could be good. Brock might just prove to the towns foke that they were truly civlised creachers. They may hunt, and still act like wild dogs, but how els would they servive? And Brock did just that, he made his way into the town easyly. He was dressed properly and walked upright like everyone els, he barly stood out, but this, he did not tell his parents for a long time. Insted, Brock was known as the orfan pooch, to some of the locals who took the time to talk to him and get to know him.

When Brock and his friends hit the age of 12, they tryed battleing. Boxer was born a Mighster and Flower, a normal pokemon. Over all theas years, Boxer had no idea that Brock was a wepon, and well neather did Brock. Untill the day they tryed battleing. Boxer thow a lowkick, but when Brock when to counter it with his own attack, he rather turned into a par of blades. After 20 minits of trying to figure out how to turn back. Brock managed and began to turm betwen forms freely. After that Brock had a very long conversashon with his parents, finding out his Mother was also a wepon and that was why there family was removed from there origanal pack.

Years past and the three, Flower Brock and Boxer remained friends. Brock ended up evalveing over that time. Boxer was constently talking about the DWMA and how it was his dream to go there, but his parents wodent alow him to. The trip was to far, and Boxer didint have the strangth for it, not even at the age of 15. Brock on the otherhand, did. Brock was use to not eating for long pirieds of time and long travle, it ran in the family. So, since Boxer codent fufill his dream, Brock would do it for him. Boxer was very exited, and suprisingly Brocks parents didint have a problem with it.

So that year, on Brocks 16th birthday he left for Deth City
but befor he left Flower and Boxer gave him two presents.
One, a pitcher of the three of them, and a pancho.
Befor he left Flower told him that he wodent look scary anymoor if he woar it.
and that he did.

▼Personality-
Brock is not shy or timid, but rather worrys about his appirance. He may tend to stutter when he speeks when trying to talk quietly, or sound gentle. Brock is not fond of scareing people, being 6 feet tall, he is quight intimadating but he trys his best not to be. He is easly flattered and tends to be abit jumpy when he is confronted by loud noses, do to his senciteve ears. Brock also trys his best to be polight, but being a big dog makes that abit hard at times, his big claws make it hard to use utencles, along side the fact he was rased like a dog. And being a dog makes his very loyal and brotective of his partner.

▼Additional Info

▿Yes Brock is overly fluffy.
▿Has a soft spot for cute things
▿Ah yes he loves hugs
▿Dousent have the best fashion sence when it comes to mens close, but when it comes to girls he can make totally fabbu stuff
▿He curles up ontop of his bed rather then under the blankets when he sleeps
▿Yeah he sleeps in a dog bed
▿His eyes are red and yellow like a normal Mightena
▿The Poncho top pushes down on his hair makeing it cover his eyes
▿He will eat anything you give him exept chocolet
▿The Big Gentle Wolf
▿Very clueless
▿Easly flattered
▿When happy, he has a habbit of wagging his tail
▿Tends to chase thrown obgecks like sticks or frisbys