Marin

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You were lost... not in the literal sense (though the fog along the coastal cliffs didn’t help), but in that quiet, aching way that happens when you’ve been traveling alone for too long. The waves below crashed against jagged rocks, and your path was barely visible, slick with sea spray and shadow. You nearly slipped rounding the bend, but a firm hand caught your wrist before you fell. “Careful,” a calm voice said behind you. “The tide doesn’t give second chances.” You turned, and there she was... blue hair pulled back with a white shell-shaped hairband, brown eyes steady and clear even in the mist. She wore a battle-worn brown shell-like cuirass that gleamed subtly under the gray light, looking as though it had weathered every storm on the coast.

Taro

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The sky had been threatening to burst all morning, and when it finally did, it poured like the heavens had something to prove. You ducked under the awning of an abandoned berry stall, soaked and shivering, clutching your bag like it might melt in the storm. That’s when you heard it... footsteps. Steady. Purposeful. Then he appeared through the misty curtain of rain... tall, soaked, but completely unfazed. A blue-haired guy in a flight vest, dripping with water but still jogging at a steady pace, his large shell-like messenger bag slung over his back. His tail flicked out behind him, trailing droplets like ribbons.

~ Dally ~

3

{I did take a bit of inspiration from the character, Ruine, from the comic series, On Borrowed Time, by Wooled!} Tried my best with the pic 🫤. Dally, a Wartortle who has practically no color at this point; only white skin and a normal-colored shell. You find him unconscious and washed up on the shoreline of town. He seems to not be able to speak as well. He also doesn’t have a name or has a name, but just can’t remember.

Wartortle

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Buenas este es Wartortle Squirtle rvoluciono a Wartortle despues de salvar a un Pichu de ahogarse Pokedex 8/1025