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lololol Life still sucks at the moment, but I am trying to get out of my rut c: And what better way than to work on art of my lovely characters?<3
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One of the badasses I plan on activating at [link]
Her profile is herrre [link]

Yes. This beetch is a Liepard. ouo A mutated one. I fucking love her. She is actually a half sona, at this point, because of her past and... personality with dealing with things.

Oh wells. Onto happier thoughts. c:

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Text Color-
#75A897
Name-
Rieveese
Gender-
Female
Level-
68
Age-
Adult
Moves-
- Slash [Leveled Up.]
- Payback [TM.]
- Night Slash [Leveled Up.]
- Sucker Punch [Leveled Up.]

Ability-
Limber

Nature-
Quiet
Characteristics-
Likes to run
National Dex No./Species-
#510, Dark Type, Liepard, the Cruel Pokemon

Height-
3'07"
Weight-
82.7 lbs

Pokédex Entry-
These Pokémon vanish and appear unexpectedly. Many Trainers are drawn to their beautiful form and fur.

Item-
None

History-
WORK IN PROGRESS


Appearance-
Having a very thin and lanky body, Rievesse is very cheetahlike in appearance. She has a long, borderline emaciated frame with a chest and sunken in stomach. Her legs hold her high off the ground and her tail is strangely long for a Liepard. Widespread toes, she never retracts her claws on instinct for her love of running. A particularly scraggy pelt, she is not groomed regularly and thus there are parts of her palt that will not stay down, on her back for example. Her most noticable feature, though, is very oviously the horns protruding from her skull and the several spikes along her spine in the middle of her back. Strong and tall, Rievesse cannot hide these features of herself, but she has scars from times when she tried. Scars criss cross the top of the feline's head where she had tried to literally claw the demonic horns from her head. But they are attached to her skull and are bone, so there is nothing left from the experiance but more bitterness and scars where fur grew over.

Completely unlike her species or her father's, Rie has a pelt many shades of soft gray. Her base is a faded shade consistant for most of her body. Legs and underbelly as well as her tail holds whisps of a much softer, almost white color. Whisps of dark on her shoulders and sides while light on her throat and neck. Black marking on her face like tear stains line dark emerald green eyes and light ears. Dark gray spots and marks in uneven patters adorn her back and dip down her tail that eventually ends in stripes. Her paws and heels hold more of the spots. Always slouching, tail tip twitching in irritation, she tends to look like a lazy old cat. But her claws are deadly and her slit pupiled eyes are always narrowed to a cold stare. Ears back and frown always present, Rie is not an approachable individual and would much rather keep everyone away with a venomous glare than make friends.

Personality-
An individuel few ever want to cross, Rivesse is a tightly wound knot of hidden emotions and past demons. Quick to anger, the Liepard is more likely to use animalistic means of communication than speaking, a growl or sharp hiss prefered to using words. Used to being the invisible one in a group, she has learned to keep quiet and is a silent pressance lurking in the shadows. An antisocial creature by nature from the way she has lived for so many years, Rivesse prefers to stay out of sight. Invisibility is prefered, but has been scolded by her traveling companion and this chooses the shadows instead. She finds that the Rattata is the only soul she has ever been okay with having near her. But anyone else, Rie is one for nonverbal communication and is very skilled with letting anyone know how unwelcome they are. She hates everyone and anyone, avoiding large crowds like the plauge itself. Has a special loathing for children and any canine Pokemon. Especially Houndoom.

She is a very proud individual. Raised to put heavy faith in honor and equalism, Rie will not fight anyone smaller than her. No matter how prevoked, she can easily keep her temper in check. That does not mean that she will not stand up for herself, though, and is more than willing to deal punishments in exchange for insults. Her claws never retract and her fangs gleam in the moon light. She is so fast, only a blur, before suddenly you are pinned, her deathly calm voice whispering a threat into your ear. A gifted fighter, a true prodigy after all of her training and beating, the Liepard is an invaluable partner in a fight. The flip side is her preferance to remain out of any interactions or bickering. Rievesse will only step into a fight if her Master tells her to or if there is a huge battle comencing. Otherwise, the lanky feline could not care less if two living tore eachother apart before her eyes. After exacting her revenge, she is oddly docile compared to her anger before. Keeping an eerie calm besides the usual hard stare, she is really easy to forget about completely from where she hangs in the shadows.

Uncaring of anyone's emotions or feelings, Rie is bluntly and right to the point when she does speak. Having no tolerance at all for stupidity, she can speak biting words without batting an eyelash. In turn, words do not effect her. Having been abused her entire life, they are only words to the mutated cat. She is no longer sensetive to those in control, like the Rattata, for she knows her strength could easily overpower anyone who tries to dominate the cat. Few things get past her cold exterior and anger her, one being blatant disrespect of power. If after a show of dominance someone scoffs at her, they might find her fangs at her throat. Children are another. Rivesse despises children after her pain of being denied her own, thus ending up channeling it to all and any young around her. Unfair fights are not allowed in her eyes either. If there is a battler playing dirty tricks, the feline will actually step in and fight alongside the opposing party because it was not a fair fight. But having no attatchments, she is quick to dismiss whoever she helped as soon as the fight is won. But overall, she is a very unargumental and calm creature.

Shame burns within her heart. Shamed with her curse, Rie has tried more than once to rid of the horns protruding from her head but with no sucess. Sensetive about them, she has already accepted that she is the spawn of Satan and only agrees if called the old insult. Ashamed of how she took so many lives with the slaughter of her 'home', she will not speak of it. Her past before meeting the Rattata is a mystery to all and she swears to take it to her grave. Due to this she is a conflicted individual, often having nightmares about the unforgivable deed she did and only making it feel better by shelling her heart off more to the world.

Adding ice to her veins until she freezes.

User Note-
- Despises children
- Really dislikes fighting nowadays
- Refers to the Rattata as her Master and will follow any of her commands to her dying breathe
- Father was a Houndusk and shares mother with [link] Soothve the Purrloin.
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Character (c) ~CianaOfTheArts
Original Design (c) *CheeTree [link]
Pokemon (c) Nintendo

Dueled with the nameless Rattatah: [link]