Sarcastically Insane
Lighting Things on Fire
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My name is Wallace, and I'm a mutant-test-tube-baby.
Before you think "no way, you're lying!", I'm still (about) 95% human. Five percent is a whole freakin' lot when it comes to me and my "family".
We were created by scientists who wanted to study the effects of certain Pokemon DNA in human embryos. Guess who's the lucky winners who get to be super-awesome Pokepeople.
But after Falkner, the oldest of us, was created, they decided one wasn't enough. I was next, basically a carbon copy of him with different Pokemon DNA. After me came Gardenia, and then Byron. We're all different.
But first, you may want to know why we're all named after Gym Leaders from seventeen-something years ago. Technically they're codenames, but since we have the imagination of a really unimaginative thing (see?) and the best we could come up with was "Bob", "John", "Jane", and "Whatshisface", we generally stick to the codenames.
Falkner has about a year on everyone but me, and I'm about six months behind him (they sped us up when we were embryos). He's about five-eight and has wings. Yes, wings. Big, black wings, with a streak of silver in the left one. Supposedly Murkrow DNA. Besides that, he's got air sacs, lightweight bones, and eyes developed for high-flying. He's very claustrophobic, too.
I'm more of a fish guy. Instead of wings, I have gills in the exact same spot he has wings (on our shoulderbones), waterproof eyes, and semi-webbed hands and feet (semi-webbed because I can retract them, so they slide out when I need them). And I can resist about six or seven times the amount of pressure a normal human can. My "weakness"? Insane acrophobia (note to self: don't let Falkner talk you into flying again!!!!)
Gardenia creeps me out. We're all a bit antisocial, but she seems... feral. She was "designed" for forest survival. Her canines (which can retract in a really creepy way) are larger and sharper, she can digest almost anything without getting sick, is super, super twitchy, and can disappear before your eyes. She has to be extremely still, but she can just vanish.
Like I said, she's creepy. Her "thing" is seeing. If she can't see, she freaks out.
And Byron's the jackpot of the research. Have you ever read an X-Men comic book? You know the guy, Collossus, the one who can turn to steel? Byron's like that. They've dropped him from heights that would make Falkner dizzy (not really, but it was really freakin' high) and he came out without a scratch. He also has echolocation (and by sheer irony, he was blinded about a year after... whatever took the place of out birth), enhanced muscles, and can feel things under the ground. His big problem? Magnets.
On to the people who made us.
We all hate them. They've poked and prodded us, tested and studied us, everything we would hate has been done to us. They put Falkner in a little box and me in a plane. Magnetized Byron. Blindfolded Gardenia. They noted every little reaction.
That stops now, because we're getting out of our lab/prision/bad-guy lair.
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I'm not sure if I'll continue with this story, because I'm going to start cleaning up FRR and start posting it again (long story short, I've given up on my English (among others) teacher). It is going to have actual Pokemon later on, don't worry.
Before you think "no way, you're lying!", I'm still (about) 95% human. Five percent is a whole freakin' lot when it comes to me and my "family".
We were created by scientists who wanted to study the effects of certain Pokemon DNA in human embryos. Guess who's the lucky winners who get to be super-awesome Pokepeople.
But after Falkner, the oldest of us, was created, they decided one wasn't enough. I was next, basically a carbon copy of him with different Pokemon DNA. After me came Gardenia, and then Byron. We're all different.
But first, you may want to know why we're all named after Gym Leaders from seventeen-something years ago. Technically they're codenames, but since we have the imagination of a really unimaginative thing (see?) and the best we could come up with was "Bob", "John", "Jane", and "Whatshisface", we generally stick to the codenames.
Falkner has about a year on everyone but me, and I'm about six months behind him (they sped us up when we were embryos). He's about five-eight and has wings. Yes, wings. Big, black wings, with a streak of silver in the left one. Supposedly Murkrow DNA. Besides that, he's got air sacs, lightweight bones, and eyes developed for high-flying. He's very claustrophobic, too.
I'm more of a fish guy. Instead of wings, I have gills in the exact same spot he has wings (on our shoulderbones), waterproof eyes, and semi-webbed hands and feet (semi-webbed because I can retract them, so they slide out when I need them). And I can resist about six or seven times the amount of pressure a normal human can. My "weakness"? Insane acrophobia (note to self: don't let Falkner talk you into flying again!!!!)
Gardenia creeps me out. We're all a bit antisocial, but she seems... feral. She was "designed" for forest survival. Her canines (which can retract in a really creepy way) are larger and sharper, she can digest almost anything without getting sick, is super, super twitchy, and can disappear before your eyes. She has to be extremely still, but she can just vanish.
Like I said, she's creepy. Her "thing" is seeing. If she can't see, she freaks out.
And Byron's the jackpot of the research. Have you ever read an X-Men comic book? You know the guy, Collossus, the one who can turn to steel? Byron's like that. They've dropped him from heights that would make Falkner dizzy (not really, but it was really freakin' high) and he came out without a scratch. He also has echolocation (and by sheer irony, he was blinded about a year after... whatever took the place of out birth), enhanced muscles, and can feel things under the ground. His big problem? Magnets.
On to the people who made us.
We all hate them. They've poked and prodded us, tested and studied us, everything we would hate has been done to us. They put Falkner in a little box and me in a plane. Magnetized Byron. Blindfolded Gardenia. They noted every little reaction.
That stops now, because we're getting out of our lab/prision/bad-guy lair.
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I'm not sure if I'll continue with this story, because I'm going to start cleaning up FRR and start posting it again (long story short, I've given up on my English (among others) teacher). It is going to have actual Pokemon later on, don't worry.
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)and physical description in the next chapter, and sorry if it sounded like MR; I just finished reading the fifth one, but this has been rolling around in my head for a while, I think it was a little influenced by my four-hour burnthrough of Max. And yeah, and can see the easy comparision between Falkner and Max/Fang and maybe Byron/Iggy.
along with the last page of my FRR document. So I'm going to just post FRR again since I've cleaned it up.