Name: Jab
Nicknames: -
Species: Mareep
Typing: Electric/Water
Variations: Permanent Pool Mutation
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Age: ???
Height: -cm
Weight: -kg
Status: Dead
Occupation: Pool Mutant
Name: Jab
Nicknames: -
Species: Mareep
Typing: Electric/Water
Variations: Permanent Pool Mutation
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Age: ???
Height: -cm
Weight: -kg
Status: Dead
Occupation: Pool Mutant
+ Calm, Charming, Supportive
"Jab" speaks rather softly and calmly despite his current situation as a mermonster and being stuck with rather violent "friends". His approach to things is rather...direct, and he can talk his way into and out of many situations he find himself near. He can come off as a rather nice guy if you are on his side, and even if you are his prey and he hasn't gotten you close enough to his stingers yet.
/ Apologetic, Sly, Sharp-Witted
He has a case of the sad eyes, round and sweet despite their cold empty stare. To add to his charm he often apologizes for things in an attempt to seem more trustworthy, listing off his own scary features as defects to sow pity from his prey. He is rather smart in this regard since most of his stingers only work in close range, using tricks and words rather than attacking head-on like most of his allies. As such, he usually works best separated from his more bloodthirsty comrades.
- Deceiving, Impulsive, Sadist
While his "friends" prefer to hunt and battle, he prefers trapping and sweet-talking his way to his meals, using anything he can to his advantage. While this makes him a bit of a liar, it usually works in his favor. When his lying doesn't seem to work however, he can get a bit frantic as he tries to keep his prey close, and if they refuse and are too cautious, he might attempt to get closer himself. When he does get you in his grasp, he likes to play with his food so to speak, and will draw out the pain he delivers for as long as possible.
Backstory and Curse (before becoming monster): As a human, Jab was a journalist and poet with a penchant for romantic poetry, often helping friends to write love letters to their crushes/spouses. He ended up getting struck by lightning in a freak accident, dying on impact. His curse was that he had rejected the feelings of someone who had a crush on them, and as a result they had ended up killing themself over it (indirect murder).
As a tenant, Jab was a rather soft-spoken fellow and rarely did anything to stand out amongst his fellow guests. He preferred to play support and stay on the sidelines at any sign of danger. When he disappeared, it was as if no one had really noticed he was even gone, even those who had spoken to him at least a few times. He was abandoned to the depths of the pool, never to be seen or heard again...until today.
Weapons: None
Ability: -
Moveset: -
TMs: None
Status Spells: -
Damaging Spells: Discharge, -
Misc Spells: None
Legendary Spell: None
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 0
Constitution: 0
Intelligence: 0
Wisdom: 0
Charisma: 0
Sanity: 0