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(gender) female
(age) 8
(sexuality and romantic orientation) asexual
(species) weavile
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Meeiko is timid, sensitive, sorrowful, distrusting, and just a big 'ol traumatized mess; Meeiko is just a broken shadow of her once happy-go-lucky self. She has been hurt and betrayed so many times in her life, and finds it difficult to trust anyone nowadays; betrayal really hits her hard. Her mental state is quite unstable and can be very murderous, destructive, and dangerous, like some feral instinct or voice her head is demanding her to kill...the scent of blood is just so relieving sometimes, and the taste is even better. Because of this, Meeiko is usually swelled with guilt, but she’s been getting used it. She had endured many struggles and death throughout her life, struggles that someone as young as her should never have to go through, and has the scars to prove it. Meeiko is very possessive, caused by lack of social interaction, and gets attached to things very easily - she enjoys collecting bones and random shiny objects. She talks to herself a lot, too. Even though Meeiko is a sad little loner, she has a curious nature with an open mind; deep inside, Meeiko is warm-hearted and meek, and is just a misunderstood sweetheart with rough history of violence and bloodshed. If she had to stay under the pouring rain to serve as a shoulder to cry on, she'll do it, without a second thought. She usually puts others' feelings over her own and is very understanding of other’s problems. Though, Meeiko tries not to make friends. She is afraid that, because of her unstable nature and murderous instinct, she will hurt the ones she loves.
(history) [spoiler=warning, this is pretty sad uwu;]Meeiko never really knew her mother, or her father. Meeiko's mother died after giving birth to her in the forest. A pack of Mightyenas, while patrolling their borders, happened to stumble across the newborn Sneasel and her decreased mother. Nikavoo, the dominate female and leader of the pack, accepted her into her family.
They took her in as one of their own, raised her. But you see...this pack of hyenas were a group of criminals. Thieves, Murderers, Savages, whom whore the bones and skins of their fallen foes, and worshiped death. They had many enemies, and caused destruction throughout the forest. They taught Meeiko how to fight, kill, and survive, how to fend for herself and how to defend herself against the world. Because of all this training and the many Pokemon she’s killed, Meeiko evolved into a Weavile at a very, very young age, and was abnormally strong.
Despite Meeiko's adoptive mother, Nikavoo, being leader of the pack, young Meeiko always got teased and bullied because she was a Weavile instead of a Mightyena, like all the others. In fact...Meeiko rarely even got any love from her adoptive mother. Nikavoo was too busy with pack leadership; launching raids, hunting, chattering with the higher positions, and performing sacrifices. It was mostly just her and her adoptive older brother, Juasar, Nikavoo's teenage pup. Juasar was almost like a fatherly figure to her. Meeiko was quite fond of most of her other packmates too, it was just Juasar was the only real sane one in this gang of psychopaths. While her packmates taught her of violence and brutality, he taught her of peace and understanding, and also taught her how to paint and draw.
Meeiko and Juasar were not only siblings, but became the greatest of friends.
One day, tragedy struck. Nikavoo’s pack was enemies with so many other Packs and had killed so many innocents, that one day all of the Packs they were enemies with teamed up to end them once and for all. Nikavoo's Pack was greatly outnumbered, as they only had 40 packmembers.
The conjoined packs attacked, and the forest's greens were stained with scarlet at that night. Nikavoo’s pack fought savagely until their very last breath, fighting like warriors, but the odds were just too unbalanced. Her pack began to fall, corpses began to pile up. Meeiko, despite still just being a kit, fought against these Packs. Suddenly a Ninetails warrior attacked her, about to blast her with a finishing-move fire blast, when Juasar pushed her out of the way and instead the fire blasted him. Not wanting Juasar's death to be in vain, Meeiko fled for safety.
But the Ninetails would not allow any survivers. The Ninetails used Ancient Power, crushing Meeiko's leg with huge stones, and she was trapped.
Fueled by rage and grief and fear, Meeiko sent out an endless barrage of Blizzards and Shadow Balls at the Ninetails as she was trapped under the rocks, fighting for her life. The Ninetails fell to its death. Meeiko tried to squeeze out of the huge stone's grip, tried to push it away, but it wouldn't budge. She would be trapped here until they killed her...unless there was something she could do.
It took a lot of self-encouragement and thought, but Meeiko finally gathered the courage to do it; the little ghoul began to cut off her own leg.
Free from the stone's grasp, Meeiko fled to the forest, leaving behind a trail of blood in her path.
Meeiko survived on her own for many years, despite only having three legs, using the training her Pack taught her. Every night she would have nightmares about them, and their screeches of terror constantly rang in her ears. Meeiko was also on bad terms with the kingdoms...she was imprisoned many times for thievery and murder, even if she was just a child...but she always managed to escape. Vitis, the leader of the Kingdom of Ikana, was impressed with little Meeiko's survival skills and tactics. She offered Meeiko a place in the Kingdom. Meeiko accepted, and while in the Kingdom, she was given a peg leg to replace the one she missed.
Since she's an Ice-type, the unexplainable bouts of cold don't bother her that much...but it is concerning.[/spoiler]
(kin) Mother - Unknown Weavile (dead)
Father - Unknown Persian (missing)
Adoptive Mother - Nikavoo the Mightyena (dead)
Adoptive Brother - Juasuar the Mightyena (dead)
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(crush) n/a
(boyfriend/girlfriend) n/a
(spouse) wha-
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I guess storing them on Notepad will have to do.