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For Welp..Guess who's back? Back again? Just..More of a nutjob than before haaaa haa

Oh and here I thought DEATH was just PEACHY buuuuuuut here I'm BACK . AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAAAIN! AloOOnG WIthh all THIS FuckIGN SCreamING! ConTinUEe TO SCReaM YOU FUckeRS! SCReeaAM UNtilL YOUR THroATS BLeeD KYAAAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!

Name: Gulliver Mareth

Age: Current age 25, aged up from 10.

Gender: Male

Height: 9'9'' or 3 meters including the tail.

Pokémon: #562 Yamask

Ability: Mummy. [Contanct with this pokemon spreads the ability.]

Nature: Rash.

Characteristic: Highly persistant.

Personality: Because of his wish, or more specifically the wish of the one that brought him back on this world, he lost any remote semblance to sanity he had when he was alive. His personality is not a personality anymore, less than a person than he was when he's alive. Gulliver has truly become a monster acting on instincts, wants, needs and just whatever he wants. His mind and thoughts are a spiraling vortex of pure madness and chaos and amidst his eerie screaming, his vile slurs and incoherent ramblings are slivers of truths that will stick in your mind, coming out when you least expect it, when you least want it. Even now when his mind is not his own anymore there is one thing he still wants. To create a world full of madmen, to delve others into the madness he calls his home. He'll get into your mind, corrupt your views on what is right and wrong, defile your look off the world and will haunt you when the night is dark and you're all alone with your mind. He'll take every available tool to make his goal a reality: fear, pleasure and everything in between.

As much as the Yamask likes violent and chaos, what he likes even more. What he yearns is making others fall down with him. And look along the madness he'll be spreading. He considers madness an absolute freedom. Freedom without rules, worries, fears and duties. A freedom that you won't be coming back from and he wants to make everyone experience that freedom. At any cost.

That is not to say that he will not be violent when it calls on it. His mood is a fickle thing, a pendulum swinging between emotions and the wrong thing, as insignificant as it could be can set him off. Talking to Gulliver is playing hot potato with a grenade that's ready to come off. Either way you might lose something. Either physically or mentally.

Job: Scary Clown.

Faction: Lune.

Wish: A child wished the screaming to stop. The screaming and scary noises coming from his mask. They gave him nightmares, they scare him when he eats, when he walks, when he's with friends and family. They don't understand, what could be so wrong about your past life? It's a marvelous thing, knowledge. A sad thing none the less but marvelous. You know your past life and your mistakes and you could make amends, you can get closure. A thing that's only available to their species, only to them. But they didn't understand, they didn't understand his mask. How could they?

So he asked Mr. Dark, a Darkrai from ancient tales. He was always told to be weary of him but he could make wishes come true. He didn't even want to get rid of his mask, his parents would be angry at him. He needed his mask. But maybe just stop the screaming, so he could understand his past life. Make his parents proud.

And Mr. Dark oblidged, in the most horrible way possible. It's not possible to bring back the dead to life. Even for him, though he could give it a shot if he really wanted too. But in this manner..Well he wouldn't exactly bring someone back to life..More change places. So the one in the mask, the one whom's screams torment this small child. He brought him back, out from hell, out from the abyss and in exchange..This small child..Would get his place. Though not exactly, not even getting the rest he would deserve because he would still be connected to this world. To the man that took his place by his mask. A link to the world of the living and the only way that this child would get his freedom, not that he would ever. Not untill this man dies. The child would be trapped in the mind of this man, who was once alive and now once more. Trapped in his madness, trapped to be warped, defiled...And warp it did.

The child no longer can hear screams. Now he is the one that makes them. Along with every victim this man has made in his past life. And this man is the only one that can hear them. Irony is a wonderful thing.

OOC: Mr. Dark can infact not bring people back from the dead. However my take on the Yamask mask is that it's a link from the material world to the spirit world, a specific link to one particular soul. In this case Gulliver. What Mr. Dark did was make use of that link to exchange the subconscious, conscious, feelings and memories of Gulliver and Agnau but he couldn't completely do that. Gulliver is missing his memories, missing the remembrance of positive thoughts and feelings and most of his self control, along with other various things. Agnau also did not lose parts of his personality and memories. The memories Gulliver believes are because of the mask, the strange feelings he sometimes has, he just ignores because yolo why the fuck not.

History: It's common knowledge that Yamask know of their past lives, many of them cry out in longing of what was, of who they were. Others take note of this knowledge and try to make amends of their past failures, others wish to go back to their past lives, to see their loved ones once more. Though those that do will always meet failure. Those that departed should not come back after all.

It is not knowledge that they know from birth, the mask is silent for the first ten years of their lives. Their parents would first help the child reach some semblance of maturity or at least prepare them as much as possible for the knowledge they would gain. It is a startling experience and not one that someone should do alone, so they try their best to help their family.

Off course nothing could have prepared little Angau Mareth for what he'll experience. His parents told him it'll be a little bit scary. Many visions, sounds, noises and memories all coming at him at once. But he's a good boy, he's strong. His mommy always told him this. He can do this. He was wrong. There was..Too much. Too many. So many screams, so many glares, blood, teeth, flesh, death and everything scary. The boy screamed in anguish and fear when Gulliver's past life came to him and he thew the mask away. His parents scolded him, saying that he should be a good boy and grab the mask back. That even though it's a little scary every Yamask has to go through with it, even him. And no matter how much Angau tried to explain, no matter how much he cried and begged they would not budge. So he has to take his mask with him everywhere he goes. He tries his best to hide it though, keep it in his backpack or somewhere not touching him, but now that the connection is open he would hear screams, always those screams, maniacal laughter and scary noises. They always come when he least expects them. And they always scare him so much.

Nights were so long now. Even if he wanted to sleep because he's tired. Everyone else his age wants to stay up and watch t.v. or something, he just wants to sleep but he couldn't. He couldn't because of his mask. By now it has become a habit to wander out of his house by night, his parents didn't really notice it. He was really quiet and good at sneaking. The stars outside gave him a little peace, for some reason the mask doesn't scream as much if he was looking at the stars..

One day the flowery field he visited every night or so was replaced by a circus? How odd. Maybe this was the circus he heard people talking about? The Yamask didn't know, but he was interested, the mask was also oddly quiet now. Best to take advantage of it now that he could. The child wandered the circus, his eyes full with wonder and amazement at the sounds and laughter here, it seemed so fun! Living in a circus would be so cool, everyday meeting new people and being around laughter and fun..Much better than the screams of his mask.

It wasn't too long before he met the circus owner..A Darkrai! The little boy was a little scared off course, Darkrai's were the boogeymen of ghost types, but he looks really nice..Much nicer than what kind of person he was when he died. As if his mask heard him the mask began screaming again, much louder than before. Almost an deafening him.

The Darkrai saw this and asked if he could help, after all he could make wishes come true. And the little boy didn't think too much before asking him."Make the screams stop." And Mr. Dark did.

It was then that Angau Mareth was no more, in that circus where many people lost sight of who they are the little boy was just another one on the list. In his place came Gulliver. Back to the land of the living, or as living as a ghost can be.

He was not pleased off course. He was dead, free of this. Free of the world. Yet now he is back and he couldn't do anything about it. It is not like he has a place to go, for a man like him this circus is the only place..Though he needed to change his body. And thus he rode the carousel, to get back to the age when he died.

The now Yamask sighed as he looked himself in a mirror, he did miss his green..At least it's quiet now, he couldn't hear the specters of everyone around him. He didn't know how to feel about that, on once side he feels relieve on the others some loss. Well he could always think about it later. It was then, at that thought that he saw something peculiar. A child that looked as he did when Mr. Dark brought him back. The Yamask turned around and looked at the child, he looked so much like him it was eary. Before he could ask what the kid wanted though. The screaming began, it didn't stop. It was maddening so what would Gulliver do? Smack the child, throw him away from him..But he couldn't. He could not touch the child and any attack he tried just phased through him.

It was then that he realized that this was too good to be true, there is always a catch and this is it. Screaming well one screaming child wouldn't be so bad would it?

He was wrong, the child wasn't alone. Soon ghosts and illusions from his past came up around him: yelling, screaming, shouting, blaming. It was maddening and there was little to no escape. It seems only the sounds of the crowd and when he is really really focused on something could he dampen the screaming a little..But it never left. It never will leave either.

Moveset:
Hidden Power(Fairy): A unique attack that varies in type depending on the Pokémon using it..
Shadow Ball: The user hurls a shadowy blob at the target. It may also lower the target's Sp. Def stat..
Infestation: The target is infested and attacked for four to five turns. The target can't flee during this time..
Energy ball: The user draws power from nature and fires it at the target. It may also lower the target's Sp. Def.

Extra:
-Mareth is obviously not Gulliver's real name but Mr.Dark greeted him when he came back with it and it felt right for some reason.
-He's really crazy. Seriously.
-He has a good sense of fashion too, oddly enough.
-He dislikes limegreen now. For some reason.
-He didn't stand the thought of being in the body of a ten year old and rode the carousel to age him to the age of 25
-The worst time for him is when Agnau summons the dead form of Evangeline. He could not bear to do something to dampen the Kirlia, even if it means listening to the screams of torture.
-sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc is his creed.

Gulliver @ 1wordinsane
Circus-Darkrai @ moderators

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Description
For Welp..Guess who's back? Back again? Just..More of a nutjob than before haaaa haa

Oh and here I thought DEATH was just PEACHY buuuuuuut here I'm BACK . AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAAAIN! AloOOnG WIthh all THIS FuckIGN SCreamING! ConTinUEe TO SCReaM YOU FUckeRS! SCReeaAM UNtilL YOUR THroATS BLeeD KYAAAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!

Name: Gulliver Mareth

Age: Current age 25, aged up from 10.

Gender: Male

Height: 9'9'' or 3 meters including the tail.

Pokémon: #562 Yamask

Ability: Mummy. [Contanct with this pokemon spreads the ability.]

Nature: Rash.

Characteristic: Highly persistant.

Personality: Because of his wish, or more specifically the wish of the one that brought him back on this world, he lost any remote semblance to sanity he had when he was alive. His personality is not a personality anymore, less than a person than he was when he's alive. Gulliver has truly become a monster acting on instincts, wants, needs and just whatever he wants. His mind and thoughts are a spiraling vortex of pure madness and chaos and amidst his eerie screaming, his vile slurs and incoherent ramblings are slivers of truths that will stick in your mind, coming out when you least expect it, when you least want it. Even now when his mind is not his own anymore there is one thing he still wants. To create a world full of madmen, to delve others into the madness he calls his home. He'll get into your mind, corrupt your views on what is right and wrong, defile your look off the world and will haunt you when the night is dark and you're all alone with your mind. He'll take every available tool to make his goal a reality: fear, pleasure and everything in between.

As much as the Yamask likes violent and chaos, what he likes even more. What he yearns is making others fall down with him. And look along the madness he'll be spreading. He considers madness an absolute freedom. Freedom without rules, worries, fears and duties. A freedom that you won't be coming back from and he wants to make everyone experience that freedom. At any cost.

That is not to say that he will not be violent when it calls on it. His mood is a fickle thing, a pendulum swinging between emotions and the wrong thing, as insignificant as it could be can set him off. Talking to Gulliver is playing hot potato with a grenade that's ready to come off. Either way you might lose something. Either physically or mentally.

Job: Scary Clown.

Faction: Lune.

Wish: A child wished the screaming to stop. The screaming and scary noises coming from his mask. They gave him nightmares, they scare him when he eats, when he walks, when he's with friends and family. They don't understand, what could be so wrong about your past life? It's a marvelous thing, knowledge. A sad thing none the less but marvelous. You know your past life and your mistakes and you could make amends, you can get closure. A thing that's only available to their species, only to them. But they didn't understand, they didn't understand his mask. How could they?

So he asked Mr. Dark, a Darkrai from ancient tales. He was always told to be weary of him but he could make wishes come true. He didn't even want to get rid of his mask, his parents would be angry at him. He needed his mask. But maybe just stop the screaming, so he could understand his past life. Make his parents proud.

And Mr. Dark oblidged, in the most horrible way possible. It's not possible to bring back the dead to life. Even for him, though he could give it a shot if he really wanted too. But in this manner..Well he wouldn't exactly bring someone back to life..More change places. So the one in the mask, the one whom's screams torment this small child. He brought him back, out from hell, out from the abyss and in exchange..This small child..Would get his place. Though not exactly, not even getting the rest he would deserve because he would still be connected to this world. To the man that took his place by his mask. A link to the world of the living and the only way that this child would get his freedom, not that he would ever. Not untill this man dies. The child would be trapped in the mind of this man, who was once alive and now once more. Trapped in his madness, trapped to be warped, defiled...And warp it did.

The child no longer can hear screams. Now he is the one that makes them. Along with every victim this man has made in his past life. And this man is the only one that can hear them. Irony is a wonderful thing.

OOC: Mr. Dark can infact not bring people back from the dead. However my take on the Yamask mask is that it's a link from the material world to the spirit world, a specific link to one particular soul. In this case Gulliver. What Mr. Dark did was make use of that link to exchange the subconscious, conscious, feelings and memories of Gulliver and Agnau but he couldn't completely do that. Gulliver is missing his memories, missing the remembrance of positive thoughts and feelings and most of his self control, along with other various things. Agnau also did not lose parts of his personality and memories. The memories Gulliver believes are because of the mask, the strange feelings he sometimes has, he just ignores because yolo why the fuck not.

History: It's common knowledge that Yamask know of their past lives, many of them cry out in longing of what was, of who they were. Others take note of this knowledge and try to make amends of their past failures, others wish to go back to their past lives, to see their loved ones once more. Though those that do will always meet failure. Those that departed should not come back after all.

It is not knowledge that they know from birth, the mask is silent for the first ten years of their lives. Their parents would first help the child reach some semblance of maturity or at least prepare them as much as possible for the knowledge they would gain. It is a startling experience and not one that someone should do alone, so they try their best to help their family.

Off course nothing could have prepared little Angau Mareth for what he'll experience. His parents told him it'll be a little bit scary. Many visions, sounds, noises and memories all coming at him at once. But he's a good boy, he's strong. His mommy always told him this. He can do this. He was wrong. There was..Too much. Too many. So many screams, so many glares, blood, teeth, flesh, death and everything scary. The boy screamed in anguish and fear when Gulliver's past life came to him and he thew the mask away. His parents scolded him, saying that he should be a good boy and grab the mask back. That even though it's a little scary every Yamask has to go through with it, even him. And no matter how much Angau tried to explain, no matter how much he cried and begged they would not budge. So he has to take his mask with him everywhere he goes. He tries his best to hide it though, keep it in his backpack or somewhere not touching him, but now that the connection is open he would hear screams, always those screams, maniacal laughter and scary noises. They always come when he least expects them. And they always scare him so much.

Nights were so long now. Even if he wanted to sleep because he's tired. Everyone else his age wants to stay up and watch t.v. or something, he just wants to sleep but he couldn't. He couldn't because of his mask. By now it has become a habit to wander out of his house by night, his parents didn't really notice it. He was really quiet and good at sneaking. The stars outside gave him a little peace, for some reason the mask doesn't scream as much if he was looking at the stars..

One day the flowery field he visited every night or so was replaced by a circus? How odd. Maybe this was the circus he heard people talking about? The Yamask didn't know, but he was interested, the mask was also oddly quiet now. Best to take advantage of it now that he could. The child wandered the circus, his eyes full with wonder and amazement at the sounds and laughter here, it seemed so fun! Living in a circus would be so cool, everyday meeting new people and being around laughter and fun..Much better than the screams of his mask.

It wasn't too long before he met the circus owner..A Darkrai! The little boy was a little scared off course, Darkrai's were the boogeymen of ghost types, but he looks really nice..Much nicer than what kind of person he was when he died. As if his mask heard him the mask began screaming again, much louder than before. Almost an deafening him.

The Darkrai saw this and asked if he could help, after all he could make wishes come true. And the little boy didn't think too much before asking him."Make the screams stop." And Mr. Dark did.

It was then that Angau Mareth was no more, in that circus where many people lost sight of who they are the little boy was just another one on the list. In his place came Gulliver. Back to the land of the living, or as living as a ghost can be.

He was not pleased off course. He was dead, free of this. Free of the world. Yet now he is back and he couldn't do anything about it. It is not like he has a place to go, for a man like him this circus is the only place..Though he needed to change his body. And thus he rode the carousel, to get back to the age when he died.

The now Yamask sighed as he looked himself in a mirror, he did miss his green..At least it's quiet now, he couldn't hear the specters of everyone around him. He didn't know how to feel about that, on once side he feels relieve on the others some loss. Well he could always think about it later. It was then, at that thought that he saw something peculiar. A child that looked as he did when Mr. Dark brought him back. The Yamask turned around and looked at the child, he looked so much like him it was eary. Before he could ask what the kid wanted though. The screaming began, it didn't stop. It was maddening so what would Gulliver do? Smack the child, throw him away from him..But he couldn't. He could not touch the child and any attack he tried just phased through him.

It was then that he realized that this was too good to be true, there is always a catch and this is it. Screaming well one screaming child wouldn't be so bad would it?

He was wrong, the child wasn't alone. Soon ghosts and illusions from his past came up around him: yelling, screaming, shouting, blaming. It was maddening and there was little to no escape. It seems only the sounds of the crowd and when he is really really focused on something could he dampen the screaming a little..But it never left. It never will leave either.

Moveset:
Hidden Power(Fairy): A unique attack that varies in type depending on the Pokémon using it..
Shadow Ball: The user hurls a shadowy blob at the target. It may also lower the target's Sp. Def stat..
Infestation: The target is infested and attacked for four to five turns. The target can't flee during this time..
Energy ball: The user draws power from nature and fires it at the target. It may also lower the target's Sp. Def.

Extra:
-Mareth is obviously not Gulliver's real name but Mr.Dark greeted him when he came back with it and it felt right for some reason.
-He's really crazy. Seriously.
-He has a good sense of fashion too, oddly enough.
-He dislikes limegreen now. For some reason.
-He didn't stand the thought of being in the body of a ten year old and rode the carousel to age him to the age of 25
-The worst time for him is when Agnau summons the dead form of Evangeline. He could not bear to do something to dampen the Kirlia, even if it means listening to the screams of torture.
-sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc is his creed.

Gulliver @ 1wordinsane
Circus-Darkrai @ moderators

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