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I LOVE CLEFAIRIES ASDFGHJKL

I had a different Rescuer team up here a while ago, but I ended up not liking them :/ *shameless replacement*

So, yes, descriptions!

Luka the Clefairy

Luka was born into a travelling choir to two Cleffable, Nora and Jeod. He spent his childhood travelling with his parents and extended family, earning honest money from their beautiful concerts. Luka's mother and father taught him as they travelled. From reading and writing, to singing and performing, to morals and values; he learned all this from his parents and the other 'mon they travelled with. One particularly odd old Alakazam had taught him in the ways of a Psychic. He always loved to stay up at night with the Alakazam and train his mind. The Alakazam taught him anything from moving a pebble across the ground (which he excelled at) to fending off mental attacks with his own mind (which he was not so good at). Luka also learned that one should always try to help those in need. While they would travel, they'd stop in villages to rest, but sometimes - when they had enough time to spare - they would sing for the villagers for free. Luka once asked why they did this if they recieved no money for it. The Alakazam had wagged a claw at him and said, "Sometimes, it is nice to do things for others and not expect something in return." Luka made sure to remember all that the Alakazam said. Surely a Pokemon that lived to be as old as him knew a thing or two about life.

A short while later found the troupe performing in a particularly obscure part of the region. The village was a mobile one, with tents for houses, and carts belonging to many villagers. Luka did not find the place to be particularly hospitable, especially the villagers. They were mostly Shiftries, along with a spare few Gloom and Cacnea. They all moved about in odd, jerking ways; almost in a constant, perverse dance. But what really unnerved Luka was the way they stared at him and his family. One could say they looked...hungry. Later that night, Luka lay wide awake in bed as his family slept on. He couldn't shake the feeling that someone was just beyond the tent, waiting for him to fall asleep. The night outside was warm and peaceful, but that could not rid the feeling that if he fell asleep, something terrible would happen. He lay awake for hours, shaking himself furiously if he closed his eyes for too long. It was a shame that he did not notice the thin cloud of blue dust that wafted through the tent flap. In seconds, the poor Clefairy was asleep, unable to withstand the Sleep Powder.

Luka awoke with a start the next morning. He was alone on a grassy hill in the early light of dawn. The village had disappeared during the night, leaving no trace that they had even been there at all. Luka looked around for his family, but they were gone as well. Panicking, he stood and frantically searched the area for any sign of his family, but there was none. With tears in his eyes, he left the clearing, hoping that he would come across them by sheer chance. Days past, and Luka found himself in a particularly gnarled and unyielding forest. He wandered, not really thinking about where he was going. He walked in a sort of trance, the only thought in his head being that he was so very much alone.

An uncertain amount of time later found Luka wandering not too far from Tao, although you wouldn't really recognize it was Luka. He had become perilously thin, and a film of hopelessness and fear clouded his eyes. Pokemon shied away when he walked by, but he hadn't noticed much of anything for quite a while. When he finally collapsed, he was right at the edge of the village. He was so very tired, all he wanted was to sleep. The last thing he saw before he closed his eyes was a figure running towards him in the night.

When Luka awoke, he found himself inside a small house, a warm fire glowing on the hearth. He could not understand how he had come to be here in his delusional state. His gaze slid off everything around him; nothing seemed to be real. Not even his rescuer, an elderly Lucario. The next few days were spent in a feverish haze. Luka could not tell what was real and what was illusion. But finally, one day he awoke and the film over his eyes had cleared. He looked around curiously, wondering when his family had moved into a house. When the Lucario came back with a hot bowl of soup, Luka stared at her curiously. "Who're you?" he asked, looking around, "And where'd my momma and papa go?" The Lucario stared at him questioningly as she answered, "I am Sable, and to my knowledge you arrived in Tao unaccompanied...Alone." Then the memories started to come back in a torrent, and Luka moaned pitifully. Sable sat on the bed with him as he cried, trying her best to comfort this Pokemon who had lost his whole world.

As the days went by, Luka became well again. He learned where he was, what the village was like, and about the factions that made the village their homes. He learned that Sable herself was once a Rescuer, but that she had grown too old to keep working, and thus retired. In time, Luka was himself again, but still slightly different from the innocent child he had been. He later decided to join the Rescuer's guild so that he could help those who were in need, but secretly hoped that joining the guild would help him to find his lost family, and the Pokemon who had taken them.
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Nero the Zorua

Nero came to Tao one night as an egg. No one knew exactly how, as he just...appeared on Missy's doorstep. He grew up in the daycare playing with the other Pokemon. When he grew older, he decided to help Missy around the daycare and hatchery. Just with small things, such as cleaning and washing, but Missy thanked him for the much-needed help. Nero learned at a young age that he could make illusions, but he never used this power for bad. Missy had taught him from an early age that being good was rewarded much more than being bad was. He used his illusions to make games more fun. When the children played Finneon and Sharpedo, he'd weave an illusion that they were underwater, when they were playing "The Floor is Lava"...well, that one scared several Pokemon, including Missy.

Nero was always curious about where he had come from, but since no one had seen who had dropped him at Missy's doorstep, he could find no answers. He frequently went on "clue-gathering missions" to see if he could find anything that would help him, but each time he went home empty handed. But this never dulled his determination, no. Nero was a very determined little pup.

When he became too old to stay in the daycare with all the younger Pokemon, he decided he would join the Rescuer's. That way, he reasoned, he could help Pokemon, look for clues about where he came from, and stay close to Missy all at the same time! So he joined Luka, and their team was formed.

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You may use this team any time you like as a Cameo! If you would please send me a comment that you used them, I'd be very happy! I love seeing how others portray my characters

Pokemon is copywrite to Nintendo

Description
I LOVE CLEFAIRIES ASDFGHJKL

I had a different Rescuer team up here a while ago, but I ended up not liking them :/ *shameless replacement*

So, yes, descriptions!

Luka the Clefairy

Luka was born into a travelling choir to two Cleffable, Nora and Jeod. He spent his childhood travelling with his parents and extended family, earning honest money from their beautiful concerts. Luka's mother and father taught him as they travelled. From reading and writing, to singing and performing, to morals and values; he learned all this from his parents and the other 'mon they travelled with. One particularly odd old Alakazam had taught him in the ways of a Psychic. He always loved to stay up at night with the Alakazam and train his mind. The Alakazam taught him anything from moving a pebble across the ground (which he excelled at) to fending off mental attacks with his own mind (which he was not so good at). Luka also learned that one should always try to help those in need. While they would travel, they'd stop in villages to rest, but sometimes - when they had enough time to spare - they would sing for the villagers for free. Luka once asked why they did this if they recieved no money for it. The Alakazam had wagged a claw at him and said, "Sometimes, it is nice to do things for others and not expect something in return." Luka made sure to remember all that the Alakazam said. Surely a Pokemon that lived to be as old as him knew a thing or two about life.

A short while later found the troupe performing in a particularly obscure part of the region. The village was a mobile one, with tents for houses, and carts belonging to many villagers. Luka did not find the place to be particularly hospitable, especially the villagers. They were mostly Shiftries, along with a spare few Gloom and Cacnea. They all moved about in odd, jerking ways; almost in a constant, perverse dance. But what really unnerved Luka was the way they stared at him and his family. One could say they looked...hungry. Later that night, Luka lay wide awake in bed as his family slept on. He couldn't shake the feeling that someone was just beyond the tent, waiting for him to fall asleep. The night outside was warm and peaceful, but that could not rid the feeling that if he fell asleep, something terrible would happen. He lay awake for hours, shaking himself furiously if he closed his eyes for too long. It was a shame that he did not notice the thin cloud of blue dust that wafted through the tent flap. In seconds, the poor Clefairy was asleep, unable to withstand the Sleep Powder.

Luka awoke with a start the next morning. He was alone on a grassy hill in the early light of dawn. The village had disappeared during the night, leaving no trace that they had even been there at all. Luka looked around for his family, but they were gone as well. Panicking, he stood and frantically searched the area for any sign of his family, but there was none. With tears in his eyes, he left the clearing, hoping that he would come across them by sheer chance. Days past, and Luka found himself in a particularly gnarled and unyielding forest. He wandered, not really thinking about where he was going. He walked in a sort of trance, the only thought in his head being that he was so very much alone.

An uncertain amount of time later found Luka wandering not too far from Tao, although you wouldn't really recognize it was Luka. He had become perilously thin, and a film of hopelessness and fear clouded his eyes. Pokemon shied away when he walked by, but he hadn't noticed much of anything for quite a while. When he finally collapsed, he was right at the edge of the village. He was so very tired, all he wanted was to sleep. The last thing he saw before he closed his eyes was a figure running towards him in the night.

When Luka awoke, he found himself inside a small house, a warm fire glowing on the hearth. He could not understand how he had come to be here in his delusional state. His gaze slid off everything around him; nothing seemed to be real. Not even his rescuer, an elderly Lucario. The next few days were spent in a feverish haze. Luka could not tell what was real and what was illusion. But finally, one day he awoke and the film over his eyes had cleared. He looked around curiously, wondering when his family had moved into a house. When the Lucario came back with a hot bowl of soup, Luka stared at her curiously. "Who're you?" he asked, looking around, "And where'd my momma and papa go?" The Lucario stared at him questioningly as she answered, "I am Sable, and to my knowledge you arrived in Tao unaccompanied...Alone." Then the memories started to come back in a torrent, and Luka moaned pitifully. Sable sat on the bed with him as he cried, trying her best to comfort this Pokemon who had lost his whole world.

As the days went by, Luka became well again. He learned where he was, what the village was like, and about the factions that made the village their homes. He learned that Sable herself was once a Rescuer, but that she had grown too old to keep working, and thus retired. In time, Luka was himself again, but still slightly different from the innocent child he had been. He later decided to join the Rescuer's guild so that he could help those who were in need, but secretly hoped that joining the guild would help him to find his lost family, and the Pokemon who had taken them.
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Nero the Zorua

Nero came to Tao one night as an egg. No one knew exactly how, as he just...appeared on Missy's doorstep. He grew up in the daycare playing with the other Pokemon. When he grew older, he decided to help Missy around the daycare and hatchery. Just with small things, such as cleaning and washing, but Missy thanked him for the much-needed help. Nero learned at a young age that he could make illusions, but he never used this power for bad. Missy had taught him from an early age that being good was rewarded much more than being bad was. He used his illusions to make games more fun. When the children played Finneon and Sharpedo, he'd weave an illusion that they were underwater, when they were playing "The Floor is Lava"...well, that one scared several Pokemon, including Missy.

Nero was always curious about where he had come from, but since no one had seen who had dropped him at Missy's doorstep, he could find no answers. He frequently went on "clue-gathering missions" to see if he could find anything that would help him, but each time he went home empty handed. But this never dulled his determination, no. Nero was a very determined little pup.

When he became too old to stay in the daycare with all the younger Pokemon, he decided he would join the Rescuer's. That way, he reasoned, he could help Pokemon, look for clues about where he came from, and stay close to Missy all at the same time! So he joined Luka, and their team was formed.

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You may use this team any time you like as a Cameo! If you would please send me a comment that you used them, I'd be very happy! I love seeing how others portray my characters

Pokemon is copywrite to Nintendo