Thread: Split Ends: Start-Up

The Shelgon Merge used Flamethrower on the Breloom.

Each of the dents in the ceiling opened into holes, with a similarly blue goop pouring into the room.

OOC: I've run into a snag.

"What's this?!"

OOC: And what would that be?

Your salvation, obviously.

OOC: I'm going to remove all but about three or four of my characters. I can't spill too much, but... Oh, this is troublesome.

That finished off the Substitute and even damaged Breloom. The wounds began healing fast, though. "Poison Heal. That's why Breloom has a Toxic Orb." The Grass/Fighting-type used Spore on the Shelgon Merge.

"How is this stuff salvation, exactly?"

OOC: That seems like a pretty drastic thing to do. If this isn't confidential, why are you doing it?

'That stuff'... The liquid shaped itself into a girl, "Has a name."

OOC: So I can keep track of everyone. I'm killing some off, while others are simply leaving.

"...Okay... that's a little creepy..." Mallory stared at the blue girl. She glanced back down at her mask that lay still on the floor and quickly picked it up and put it back on her face.

"What- I mean, who are you?"

OOC: Makes sense.

"You! Rina! You've come back, excellent! I still don't understand how this saves us all, though, no offense or anything."

A blast of psionic force ripped through the bulkheads and pinned Sandy and company to the ground. "That's why."

OOC: The problem is a Merge that I'll be bringing in.

"This is Rina. Vanillite-Grimer-Solosis Merge," Ozias explained to Mallory, "Ooh! Does this mean I can push the buttons?"

"Excellent!"

"That would probably be dangerous, Ozias," Erin said.

OOC: Ohh.

"Firstly, it's Reuniclus-Muk-Vanilluxe now. Secondly, you can't. Lastly, you all must get to the primary control room within a minute and a half."

OOC: Here's the edited SU, to ensure the Evolution has been recognized.

Name: Rina Eloise Cadwell
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Pokemon A: Reuniclus
Pokemon B: Muk
Pokemon C: Vanilluxe
Appearance before merge: Rina had shoulder-length brunette hair, kept in either a ponytail or dangling in spiky clumps, and dark, brown eyes.
Appearance after merge: Rina takes the appearance of a gelatinous puddle of translucent, blue-green goo with swirls of red. She may now form into an equally gooey figure resembling her former self in shape, though her arms are thicker, and have partially melted Life Orbs in them. She is either 20 feet tall, or surrounded by a puddle of the goo.
Personality: Rina is the odd sort who doesn't mind any sort of sexual abuse or harassment, due to usually being lost in thought. She is foremost a thinker, fueled by emotionally-catalyzed logic, and a love for the finer things in life, such as art, music, or writing. But when her new form gets in the way of these things, Rina assumes a completely different personality, a perpetually saddened and depressed mess who hates what she is. This Rina, however, is deeply caring about Mia, and will attend to her younger sister's every problem with pleasure.
History: Rina was a talented youth from Pacifidlog Town who made brilliant pieces of artwork with a variety of media and computerized techniques, often to supplement her short stories that entertained many a reader. Music was also a pastime, and she was handy with a variety of instruments. These hobbies, however, never interfered with her exceptional grades or her gaming time.
Flaw A: Rina has trouble grasping things.
Flaw B: She will melt in extreme heat.
Flaw C: It is unknown what she eats, and her semi-liquid state makes splattering, dripping, and mixing with other fluids more plausible and dangerous.

"What? Why?" Scorpion asked, confused.
"Where is it?" Lindsey said, not one to question orders from an ally. Whom she hoped was an ally, anyway.

"I'm aware that Maxwell warned you. Haven't you any long-term memory?" Now, move! Top floor!" Rina seeped through the wall and vanished.

"Primary control room? Why are we waiting here?" He sent out his Gallade. "Gallade, can you Teleport us to the primary control room for the Gene System?" which he had come to call it.
It would be my pleasure.
And in a flash of light, they were all in a hallway.
Where's the control room again?