Alexandria Harmony

NAME — Alexandria Harmony or just Alex
AGE — 19
GENDER — Female
SEXUALITY — Heterosexual
TRAINER CLASSES — Inspirator, Chef, Natural Morph (Gardevoir)
AFFILIATION — Unaffiliated
OCCUPATION — Trainer


HEIGHT — 5’ 4”
WEIGHT — 104 lbs
HAIR COLOR — Celadon Green
EYE COLOR — Crimson Red
SKIN COLOR — Pale Olive
ABNORMALITIES — Light red horns protruding from her chest, back and side, as well as white horns seemingly attached to the skin of her face, the formal dressing appearance of a gown is actually a naturally occurring fiber similar in appearance to that of a white cloth that is attached to the horns that are grown from her sides.




Alexandria has always had trouble personally relating more with other humans and sometimes even Morphs compared to that of other Pokémon. This is mostly caused by the horns she possesses variously throughout her body. These horns however are more than just such physical extensions, they are also in a sense like that of sensory organs. Like that of a gardevoir’s biology they cause her own psychic energy to manifest more physically while also making it hard for her to control her own emotions from showing due to the connection over the mental mind. In fact, if the emotion is intense enough for her it will be almost impossible for her to hide them. The same way these organs allow her to read others’ emotions shown physically easier, but not without effort.

Whenever it is to come toward her own friends, her partners. She refuses to give up on those mon’s potentials. Often enough pushing them with her own words towards their abilities. That was one thing quite notable of her own personality by others. Wherever one would notice Alex spent little time talking with other humans, Morphs only partially more so. However, when it came to the Pokémon in the nearby forest or even her Zorua, it always seemed as if she was carrying conversations with them plentiful and at times, were when she appeared the happiest. Alex indeed possesses a favoring towards Pokémon, considering it cruel at times to just leave the Pokémon in pokéballs. This is partially inherent in how she views herself, considering her own Pokémon DNA she doesn’t feel it’s right for her to do.

Sometimes when it comes to the stress of not being able to control her intense emotions she tries to take it out in a pastime of cooking. Trying to channel her feelings into her formulas for the things she does cook.

Emotional, Pro-Pokemon, Shy, Quiet, Chef, Passionate, Observant



Alexander during her child years was always more reserved than those of her homeroom class. There were reasons for this however. It was during such young times that she still had very little control over her own natural biological functions, a side effect from her Pokémon genes holding a slightly more dominance in parts of her body that the typical average, uncommon, but not impossible. When she was closer to groups she tended to be overwhelmed by the physical emotions she could read off the other children. While even trying to speak she found it hard to hide her own disappointment or even sadness at times. As much as she willed to, her genetics made it nearly impossible to hide such strong emotions. She hated it at first, she hated it for the longest of times. Even if society has accepted morphs as equals, even though most fit with the community quite perfectly. She just struggled to on a personal level. Even if she belonged through their eyes, in her own…she just didn’t see it as such. Every day in class she would gaze out towards the nearby forest in dream and wonder. Some inner instinct calling her out towards it. Every moment in class spent with the thoughts of one day venturing out there, of spending the most of her time out in such wonders of the world. One day she would, and that was her own childish promise.

One day her mother had brought her into the kitchen. She had been around thirteen this time around and on this day, she had truly been struggling to keep her emotions in. Just today they had lost one of their class members. The class member having been one of her fewer closer friends, a pidgey morph named Asriel. Since then she had been mostly locked up in her room until her mother had gotten her out here into the kitchen. It was during these moments she shared such a close connection to her mother, it was this day her mother began to teach her how to cook, but more importantly on how to channel her emotions into cooking. It was hard to explain how she understood it, but with her own mother’s guiding and advice, each day she would spend relieving her pent-up emotions into her love for cooking. Each day coming to be more and more practice given to her. The rest of her time being spent more in the woods in memory of her friend.

Inside these woods Alex was becoming well known to the Pokémon in the forest due to her frequent visits. She visited them as often as she could, coming to them nearly every day. A friend of which out there she tended to visit the most. A Zoroark with a young litter. As she kept visiting these woods more and more often with the varying Pokémon, she began to understand more of their language in a quicker pace. Around the time she was seventeen, about four years, she could understand the Pokémon language, making her communications with the zoroark families even more fun. It was quite fun the games they could make up with their illusions

It was one day when one of the common evenings in the forest, one of the Zorua’s had been especially clingy towards her this evening. She was happy to have such a friend at her side. So, it was on the way home that something lifechanging did occur for her, a new friendship to replace an old lost one. (“Alex wait!”,) the Zorua would yell in seemingly some sign of breathlessness, having clearly chased her all the way here. “Aurora what is it? You know I’ll be back tomorrow?”, Alex would communicate with her friend, a questioning tone to her own voice on why the young mon had chased her all this way. (“Alex don’t you get it dummy! I want to come with you… I know after you finish school you were wanting to go on your own journey and many of us here in the forest really do want to come with you. You’re our friend.”,) Aurora would yip towards Alexandria as her face grew into a wholesomely surprised look. Alexandria could only think over the consequences of such. She didn’t want to put her friend in one of those pokeballs, but Aurora looked so willing to go. Aurora was a good friend, but did she really want to just capture a friend? “Aurora, I can’t capture you as my Pokémon, but, I will let you join me as my partner.” Alex would smile to the zorua as she would dig out of her bag a luxury ball. It had been her last birthday gift to celebrate her forthcoming journey. An expensive present yes, but for her partner…it was worth it. Even as the Zorua tapped the ball and was sucked in, Alex couldn’t help but hate those moments that she had to be inside those pokéballs. It felt…wrong. Even if she had immediately released her back out to join on the walk the thought couldn’t help but prevail. She had just caught her first Pokémon, and yet she had also just trapped one in a pokeball. It was a mixed feeling of terror and joy.

< Segment in between Power Class Application flashback to where it left off>

She couldn’t believe that her family had planned to betray her in such a way. Joining team Crux? What were they even thinking of helping such terrorist? What were they thinking of trying to force her into meeting them to join. That thought itself was terrifying. Her and Aurora had ran deep into the forest that night, surely close to the next town even. She hadn’t called home yet, she knew what would be waiting for her back there. She couldn’t trust people and she couldn’t trust other morphs like her parents…at least she still had the Pokémon to trust. The question it seemed was when was it going to be safe though?


NAME — Aurora
LEVEL — 5
SPECIES — Zorua
TYPE — Dark
EGG GROUP — Field
ABILITY — Illusion
HELD ITEM — N/A
GENDER — Female
HEIGHT — 2’3”
WEIGHT — 26.3 lbs
MOVE LIST — Leer, Scratch, Pursuit, Copycat(Egg Move)
PERSONALITY — Aurora has been raised by her Zoroark mother and from how Alexandria has described of her views of the humans. As of such and in partial sense of fear, Aurora holds a negative tone of view towards that of the humans. This feeling only increased during her youth years before meeting Alex, when human poachers were trying to capture her mother. Aurora tends to have favoritism towards Pecha Berries and loves eating them for snacks whenever Alexandria will give them to her…if she’s feeling honest that is. Aurora can be a bit of a trickster and willing to use her illusions to get the Pecha Berries by any means necessary. Sometime when feeling threatened Aurora will disguise themselves as Alexandria and remain close to them or lean against their leg in their zorua form. Aurora is however immensely stubborn and will flat out refuse to give up in battles at times.

PLAYED BY Christopher / VortX