Psychic Umbreon
Banned
November 17th, 1992
Deep in the Viridian Forest, the whole of it nearly covered in thick green vines, was an ancient temple. Forty-six stone columns supported a marvellous carved stone picture which ran around the top of the building. The stone picture showed many Legendary Pokemon.
Inside the temple, three strange humans were in the middle of a deep and meaningful conversation. Acacia, the only woman of the three, stood at five foot seven inches and weighed fifty-five point four five kilograms. She had long icy blue hair; it glistened occasionally and gave her the appearance she had shards of ice in it. Her ruby red eyes were narrowed in concentration as she spoke with her companions, Zenas and Matthew. Acacia's fair skin was very frigid and, if touched, would give the victim extreme freezer burn. Acacia is twenty-four years of age.
Zenas was lounging around on a stone table at the back of the temple. A year older than Acacia, Zenas had seemingly sinister black eyes, spiky yellow hair and, like Acacia, he also has fair skin. He is shorter than Acacia by four inches and he weighs fifty-two point seven two kilograms. Touching Zenas's skin is like constantly being a victim of static electricity, only the voltage is much, much higher.
Matthew was kneeling on the floor, brushing his hand over a carving of an ancient Pokemon, one that time had long forgotten. He was twenty-three years of age, his hair was reddish-orange in colour and his eyes were brownish-black. Matthew's weight was sixty kilograms and he towered over Acacia and Zenas, with his height being six foot seven inches. His skin was fair, like that of his companions, but was impossible to touch as it was as hot as a raging inferno.
Deep in the Viridian Forest, the whole of it nearly covered in thick green vines, was an ancient temple. Forty-six stone columns supported a marvellous carved stone picture which ran around the top of the building. The stone picture showed many Legendary Pokemon.
Inside the temple, three strange humans were in the middle of a deep and meaningful conversation. Acacia, the only woman of the three, stood at five foot seven inches and weighed fifty-five point four five kilograms. She had long icy blue hair; it glistened occasionally and gave her the appearance she had shards of ice in it. Her ruby red eyes were narrowed in concentration as she spoke with her companions, Zenas and Matthew. Acacia's fair skin was very frigid and, if touched, would give the victim extreme freezer burn. Acacia is twenty-four years of age.
Zenas was lounging around on a stone table at the back of the temple. A year older than Acacia, Zenas had seemingly sinister black eyes, spiky yellow hair and, like Acacia, he also has fair skin. He is shorter than Acacia by four inches and he weighs fifty-two point seven two kilograms. Touching Zenas's skin is like constantly being a victim of static electricity, only the voltage is much, much higher.
Matthew was kneeling on the floor, brushing his hand over a carving of an ancient Pokemon, one that time had long forgotten. He was twenty-three years of age, his hair was reddish-orange in colour and his eyes were brownish-black. Matthew's weight was sixty kilograms and he towered over Acacia and Zenas, with his height being six foot seven inches. His skin was fair, like that of his companions, but was impossible to touch as it was as hot as a raging inferno.