{ CoL } Elon

updated the drawn part. I didn't really like how sloppy it looked before!
The description's fine for now c:

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Name • Elon ( pronounced ee-lawn )

Meaning: "Elon" is an african name meaning 'spirit'.

Gender and identity •
Biological gender/sex: male
Identity: male
Pronouns: he / his / him

Species • #562 - Yamask 

Age • 18 years old 

Class • Wizard

Class Insignia color • golden yellow



<sub>Type • 

Ability • 
Mummy - if you are touched by an opponent, you make their ability Mummy. 

Moveset •
-> Hex  |  | Special
This relentless attack does massive damage to a target affected by status problems.
-> Will-o-Wisp |  | Status
The user shoots a sinister, bluish-white flame at the target to inflict a burn.
-> Shadow Ball |  | Special
The user hurls a shadowy blob at the target. It may also lower the target's Sp. Def stat.
-> Curse |  | Status
A move that works differently for the Ghost type than for all other types.
-> Psychic |  | Special
The target is hit by a strong telekinetic force. It may also reduce the target's Sp. Def stat.



Nature • Quiet

Characteristic • Often lost in thought

Personality •
-> The first time you see him, Elon will probably seem very mysterious and secretive. Even eerie a bit. Of course that comes partly from being a Ghost-type but also because of his troubling past experiences. He is pretty distrustful of others and usually will keep his every thought to himself, and because of this he might appear unfriendly.
-> Elon is a bit bitter, quirky and has specific triggers, such as someone trying to see what's under his mask. If someone triggers him, he will become rather violent, and might even curse the one who has angered him. Other times however, he is quite level-headed. 
-> Despite having his fair share of negativity though, Elon still has his own positive traits. For example, even if he's distrustful of others, he is very reliable himself, and once he decides to be loyal to someone, he will be so until the end. 
-> Having grown up among a large group of (half) siblings, Elon is also pretty responsible, and able to communicate with younger poke-cats, even when they fear his dark disposition. He has a bit of a soft-spot for those younger than him, and will try to appear friendlier in front of them. 
-> Elon is pretty perceptive too and he can never be fooled by anyone, unless they are really skilled at it. He will see through other cats when they try to lie to him, and will confront them, because he really hates lying. 
-> Lastly, Elon can get sad and even depressed pretty fast and it's hard for him to get out of it once he does. It's practically in his nature, seeing as Yamask tend to lament over their past while looking at their masks. 

Likes / Dislikes •

+ having his mask on
+ youngsters ( unless they're being really loud and obnoxious)
+ nighttime and darkness or being in the shadows
+ dry food 
+ peace and quiet
+ egyptian-esque things such as treasures, etc. 

- someone trying to remove his mask / getting him to remove it
- getting bad memories and flashbacks
- daytime and very sunny weather
- sweet food
- his ability
- loud noises and shrill voices



Orientation •
Romantic: demiromantic
Sexual: asexual

Relationship status • single
Experience • zero
Preferences • 
not sure yet
Looking for •
[x] Not looking
[ ] Quick fling
[ ] One night stand
[ ] Lasting relationship
[x] Platonic friendship(s)
[x] Doesn't know

Attractions •
 - romantic attraction
 - physical attraction
 - friendzone / unrequited
 - requited / both-sided

poke-cat's name | heart bullet | active / non-active</sub>

.. h i s t o r y ..

<sub>0-12 years of age •
Elon was technically born out of a forbbidden relationship, or at least that's what the rules his parents lived by would say. His father was a Trevenant called Aler who would live in his very own woods, guarding all the plants and especially Phantumps that lived there. His mother Devon however, lived in abandoned desert ruins, having almost like her very own 'clan' of young pokecats that consisted of desert residents like Sandshrew, Sandile and Baltoy. Most of them were treated like her children though Elon was the only biological one. Soon after the little one's birth, Aler and Devon understood that they needed to forever come back to the places they belonged and continue acting as protectors for their other, adopted children. Thus, Elon hardly knew his father and everytime he'd ask his mother about him, she would just mention him living in the woods. 
When he was around 5 years of age, Elon became sort of a guardian for those desert pokecats who were younger than him, and while his mother was treated like their 'queen', he was treated like their 'prince'. Elon discovered that he liked being around youngsters and would take care of them, showing treasures he found and telling them bedtime stories. 
All was calm and peaceful, when one day, a 12 year old Elon was asked a question by one of the young Sandiles: What's under your mask? Hesitating to answer, Elon made a mistake, and the curious youngster pawed at his mask, slipping it off, causing incredibly painful flashbacks and hallucinations to occur to Elon, who suddenly turned violent, and attacked the one who dared to remove it, not being to control himself. Elon couldn't even tell when his mother came back and saw the injured Sandile pokecat on the ground. The other children were hiding, not realizing what horrors just flashed before their eyes. Elon then snapped out of his hallucinations but it was too late. Enraged and disappointed that her own son could do something as terrible as nearly murdering one of the pokecats she was taking care of, Elon's mother casted him away.

12-18 years of age •
Bitter, depressed, unsure where he belonged, Elon hopelessly wandered around the desert, though eventually he managed to get out of it. He had to admit he was really scared to have exited the area where he was bound to for 12 years of his life, especially since he was all alone now, but he decided that there was no other choice. Few days later without any proper food, he managed to reach somekind of woods. Suddenly memories and visions would come back to him about his mother telling him about his father, and how he lived in a woods being their protector. Thus his new goal became to find his father. 
He had to travel alone for several years until he finally met a Phantump pokecat who told him that she knew about Aler. Elon however noticed how scared she looked and asked her what's the matter. Instead of replying, the Phantump took him to the area Aler was supposedly living in. What Elon saw the next moment, he would never be able to get out of his mind.
Everything was burned down, and everyone were gone: both Aler and all of his Phantumps, except for the one that guided Elon to see this terrible sight. Elon realized he was all alone in this world now, and who knows what would've happened if he wasn't discovered by Yume the Cresselia and her wizard group. -WIP-




Trivia •
-> As mentioned before, he absolutely despises his mask being tried to be removed, and will go into a fit of rage if someone does as much as touching it. 
-> Hates his ability, Mummy, and thinks it's useless.
-> His most preferred battle strategy would be: burning the opponent with Will-o-Wisp, then weakening them greatly with Hex and then finishing them off with Shadow Ball or Psychic. 
-> One of his huge triggers is seeing Phantump poke-cats. It reminds him of the phantumps that his father was guarding and just the sight of one causes him deep emotional pain. 
-> He's secretly feeling very lonely and depraved of platonic love but shh.


Family •
Mother: Devon | Cofagrigus 
Father: Aler | Trevenant
Siblings ( more like half-siblings actually- ) : unnamed Yamasks and Phantumps.




Relationships •
 = Uncertain/Just met ||  = Positive impression ||  = Negative impression
 = Friend ||  = Close friend
 = Distant family ||  = Close family
 = Platonic love
 = Respects ||  = Idolizes
 = Attraction ||  = Crush ||  = Major crush
 = Lust
 = Requited crush / love ||  = Official mate
 = Fear/Jealousy
 = Dislike ||  = Hate / wants dead

poke-cat's name | bullets || "Thoughts"


Devon | mother | Cofagrigus |  |  ||
"Goodness... Why? Why would you cast your own son out? I'm so sorry, so sorry... Please forgive me, I couldn't control myself, please..."

Aler | father | Trevenant |  |  ||
"I... never managed to get to know you but you protected all those Phantumps and... I know you were a kind-hearted pokecat"



Roleplay information •

RP methods: 

 Skype ( just tell me who you are when you add me! )
 Notes ( I might forget about them more quickly than comments or skype though )
 Comments 
 Chats ( nah, unless they're skype group chats )
 others ( ask about them please )

IMPORTANT!! I do not like roleplaying without any ideas/plots in mind so if you ask me to roleplay then please think up of what our characters may do together instead of just walking around and talking. Hunting, getting in trouble - anything works, as long as there is somekind of idea behind the RP! If I have ideas, I will always suggest them.

Timezone: GMT +2, Easter European time

RP ratings:
 G
 PG
 PG-13
 M ( gore - yes, sexual - no )

RP example:
( from Life-Under-the-Trees )

 Tawnykit was confused: he had no idea where he was going and what he was doing. Something in his mind told him he would get lost pretty soon, but he kept convincing himself that he was just taking a walk and there was nothing to worry about. Soon, unknown scents filled up his nose and he knew that he had gone way too far from Lindenclan camp. I am lost after all.. he realized coldly, a shiver running down his tiny spine. Two feelings were fighting inside of him: fear and curiosity, which was driving him to follow the scents. And it had won. Tawnykit ultimately decided to follow the scent until he reached a bush with unknown blue colored berries he has never seen before. The ginger and tabby kit stopped to examine the berries, which were peculiar to him. After humming thoughtfully he decided to taste one of the berries, because the only dangerous berry he knew was the deathberry, which was red. This one's blue, so it's probably alright.. when he slipped one of the berries into his tiny mouth and bit into it, his expression twisted into disgust and he spat it out. 
His berry tasting activity was suddenly cut off by another new scent. Tawnykit's ears rose up - it seemed like a scent of another cat!</sub>