OOC: I was asked to send an RP sample of a villain, so I thought, "Why not?". ^w^ I was accepted! I don't know how well I'd RP as a villain, seeing as my characters aren't usually bad... Ugh. The previous villains I had created crumbled. Anyway, the only way to improve is to keep trying!
There are some parts of this sample in which I'd like to improve and change slightly, but I will leave it in its original form because when a person posts something and someone has already read it, they can't go back and re-edit it; It's already been read. XD;; If you don't get it, that's fine... Anyway! Um... Onto the reading bit... ^_^;;
Minor, minor edit: How embarrassing! XD;; There was a small typo I corrected; "wound" had ended up as "would", which was definitely wrong.
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"Ninian." A woman commanded, an iron tipped whip gripped tightly in her black gloved hands. "Fire Blast!"
Her Ninetales quickly complied, releasing a powerful burst of flame hot enough to char half of a forest within seconds. The holograph of the Pokemon Ranger dissipated almost immediately upon contact with the fire, which raised the temperature of the training chamber drastically. Despite this, the only effect that the attack had on the Team Traymal Lieutenant was a few strands of her long, cornflower blue hair being lifted by the pressure of the Fire Blast before settling back down to frame her pale face.
"Four seconds." Lantana remarked casually, flicking the whip against the floor. "In that time, a Ranger could have grabbed your neck with a grappling hook and re-directed the blast, not killing you outright... If you were lucky."
Ninian the Ninetails quivered, fearing the thinly concealed madness in Lantana's gaze. She knew the true insanity the woman held, having witnessed the outcome of her mate try to bite the horrible woman. Instead of feeling pain, it had only caused the human to laugh as if she enjoyed it. Lantana had then ordered her Kecleon to slash the Growlithe's neck, a wound that seeped his life away in mere moments. Ninian closed her eyes briefly at the memory, wishing for the human to die and trying to keep herself from shaking.
"Oh?" The woman said with a thin-lipped smile, amused. "Poor little Ninian. Do you fear for your kits? Their fur is ever so lovely."
If the human hadn't been standing behind layers of Light Screen barriers that kept fire at bay and had Ninian not been shackled at the neck, she would not have hesitated to burn or rip the woman into scraps right then and there, whip's lash or not. The only thing she could do was snarl, hatred blazing as furiously as fire in her red eyes.
Lantana smirked at the Ninetales, cracking her whip against the wall, the blow only less than an inch away from hitting Ninian in the ear.
"Very nice; You've done away with your miserable fear. Your anger is lovely stuff, a substance Team Traymal shall temper 'til it becomes a fine weapon. There is only one last thing for you to gain from our session together."
She raised her arm for the next blow, striking directly at the Ninetales' face.
"Obedience!"
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