“AHHHHH!” a blonde haired Bunnygirl screamed. Putting her hands up to protect her face and head, she started to shake a little. Her big, floppy ears still stuck out from her head unprotected, however.
The Bunnygirl stood trembling for a few seconds, wondering what was about it happen to her. When nothing did, she peeked from behind her hands to see her tamer smiling at her. “Happy Halloween, babe!”
“Tyler!” the Bunnygirl screamed. “You scared me! That was mean!” The Bunnygirl frowned at the nineteen year old male. The two of them had been together for almost three years since she was bought by Tyler from the ranch she grew up at. Tyler had bought her a little after his sixteenth birthday with his own money from working at his father’s pokéshop. Tyler had not wanted to be a tamer and chose to inherit his family’s business. He had saved up all his money from when he was a kid and spent it to buy her. “I nearly jumped out of my fur!”
“Aw, c’mon Erica,” Tyler said, giving the Bunnygirl a small hug. “It’s Halloween Month; you got to have a few scares every now and then.” He continued to grin at the Bunnygirl, who had stopped shaking. “Have you made me my breakfast yet?”
“No,” Erica replied. Tyler’s mother, a Titmouse, had convinced her “husband” to give their son a T2 Cook for free so that he and Erica would not need to go to the Pokécenter every time she decided to make him something. Erica would be going for all the accidents she would have created for herself and Tyler would be admitted for actually eating the food. “I was going to get something, but you scared me! I think I’ll just make you some cereal instead.” With a “humf,” the Bunnygirl turned and walked back to the kitchen.
Erica did not get far until she felt her fluffy tail had been grabbed. The white, fluffy ball stuck out just above her ass, since she was completely naked underneath her white cooking apron. Her light skin was also covered with a very fine golden fur, so anyone looking at her bare backside would notice the white ball of fuzz immediately. She moaned as she felt her master’s thumb rubbing her tail as his hand continued to hold it. After a few seconds, Tyler had moved directly behind Erica and wrapped his arm around her stomach.
“Oh, don’t be so mad,” he whispered into one of her floppy ears. “I was only playing with you. I thought you knew I liked Halloween.” When Erica did not say anything, Tyler continued, “By the way, babe, I just gave you a trick, how ‘bout a nice treat?” After he said this, he nipped the side of the Bunnygirl’s ear lightly. Erica tried to fight the tenderness of her master using her anger from before, but it was fading quickly. A few moments later, she was overtaken with passion.
**********
“I just don’t know what to do,” Erica complained as she sat in the Pokécenter’s Waiting Room. “He just keeps scaring me and scaring me. I don’t know if it’s because I’m so cute or what.” Erica frowned in her frustration, but she still managed to look cute.
The Psilady sitting next to the Bunnygirl rolled her eyes at the last comment Erica made, but made sure that it was not seen. She thought back to the day that the two had met. The two pokégirls were both scheduled to get a cleaning cycle at the local Pokécenter at about the same time, but Erica had arrived early. When the Psilady walked into the Pokécenter, the Bunnygirl was being teased by an arrogant tamer who, in the Psilady’s opinion, was too young to even have an erection, let alone know how to pleasure the opposite sex. The Psilady had just assumed that the Bunny-type was just being a little prissy with her owner until she whined, “I already have an owner. Leave me alone.” When the tamer grabbed the Bunny-type in anger, she winced in fear.
The Psilady walked behind the young tamer and whispered, “I think you had better wipe that trickle from your nose, Sir. It doesn’t look very handsome.” The tamer, who turned around and looked at the dirty blonde pokégirl, did not understand what she was talking about, but did as he was instructed. He was shocked to find that his hand was stained with a small amount of blood. The tamer looked at the pokégirl with anger and demanded, “Stay out of this, skank; unless you want a threesome.”
The Psilady looked at the tamer, without a shred of amusement. “You will start to feel a small stinging sensation in your…‘little tamer.’ You’d better get to your room and have your pants off in a minute or two; otherwise you’ll mess ‘em up with blood, semen, and piss.”
The tamer looked a little shocked for a second or two, but then his face changed back to anger. “You dirty little…”
“You’re wasting valuable time, Sir,” the Psilady reminded him. The tamer glared at her, but then rushed off. The Psilady smiled as he ran off into the area reserved for tamers. The Psilady did not notice the Bunnygirl staring at her.
“Um, excuse me,” Erica asked. “Is that guy gonna be okay?”
“Of course he is,” the Psilady replied.
“But…you said all that stuff was gonna happen to him.”
“I lied. That son of a Bitch Byte had it comin’.”
The Bunnygirl smiled at her. Sticking out her lightly furry hand, she stated, “My name is Erica.”
The Psilady looked at it for a couple seconds, and then took hold of it. “Jess.” That day, the two had become good friends.
Shaking the memory out of her head, Jess responded back to Erica’s new situation. “I think your owner just likes seeing the emotional changes he causes in you.”
Erica looked up at the Psilady. “You think so Jess?” The Psilady nodded. “Then what should I do? I can’t think of anything that would get him…he’s too smart.”
Or you’re too much of an airhead to think of anything, Jess thought but made sure that she did not mentally project the comment. “Do you want some help, Erica?”
Erica’s eyes lit up. “You mean it, Jess?! REALLY?!” The Bunnygirl’s face completely brightened due to the smile that stretched across her entire face. “REALLY REALLY REALLY?!”
Jess sighed, “Yes, ‘really.’ I think that he’ll respect you more too if you’re able to trick him. Who knows, you might just turn into a Snuggle Bunny from this little maneuver.” When Erica started to giggle, the Psilady then suggested, “Or a March Hare. Who knows, maybe your master is trying to turn you into an Ingenue.”
The Bunnygirl let out, “Uh, as IF! That wasn’t nice, Jess.” Erica frowned at her psychic friend.
Jess smiled. Cradling the Bunnygirl’s hands into her own, Jess mind projected, “Don’t feel bad, sweetie. You know I was just teasing you because I like you.”
Erica, with a look of shock on her face, asked, “Are you reading my mind right now?”
“No,” Jess replied. “I only projected my thought to you.” Last time I tried reading your mind, she thought. I wasn’t the same mentally for a week. Not only did I request a ***Level One,*** I asked the Ka-D-Bra doctor to scan me in case stupidity was now contagious.
***Jess is referring to a Level One Taming Cycle***
“Oh,” Erica said. “That’s good.”
“Why is that?”
Erica blushed, “Um…well…it’s a…nothing?”
Jess leered at the ditzy pokégirl. “Were you thinking dirty thoughts again?” The Psilady shook her head when the Bunnygirl’s face turned “pokéball red.” “You really are aiming to become a Playbunny, aren’t you?”
“NO!” Erica yelled. “It’s-not-like-that-at-all-Jess! I-wasn’t-thinking-that!”
“I think you were…” Jess smiled sinisterly as she teased the completely embarrassed pokégirl. “I think you were thinking about a threeeeesome…involving you…me…and Tyyyler.”
“NO!”
“Ohhh…Errrica. You really are hopeless…”
“IT’S NOT LIKE THAT!”
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“Tyler!” Erica yelled. “Tyler! Where are you?! Tyyyler!” The two were getting ready to go to the Halloween festival that the town threw every year, but Tyler had disappeared again. Where is he, the Bunnygirl thought. He better not be trying to scare me again! We need to get ready for th--- “AAACK!”
When Erica walked into the bathroom, a creepy, ugly ghoul jumped out in front of her. It was so hideous and sudden; she jumped back and threw her hands up to her face. “Giff meee suuum CAN-Die…Wittle Ghoooul!”
Erica looked at the ghoul from between her fingers and frowned. “Tyyylerrr! Knock t off! That scared meee!” She looked at him for a few seconds and scowled, “You’re not even ready for the festival!”
The ghoul removed his face to reveal a handsome, young man. He looked even more attractive when he smiled at her. “Oh, c’mon babe. I’ll get dressed real quickly. It takes you a lot more time than it does me.”
Still frowning, Erica scowled, “And what does that mean? Are saying that it takes a lot for me to look good?”
Tyler looked a little worried, “No-no-no. I didn’t say that!”
“But you thought it!”
“No I didn’t. I was just thinking that you like to take a ton of time with details, that’s all.” The Bunnygirl continued to stare at her owner for a bit, but then walked back to the bedroom. “I’m sorry Erica,” Tyler called out. “Are you mad, baby?”
**********
The Halloween festival was very fun and entertaining. The two had arrived about a half hour late from when they had intended. Tyler had felt compelled to make amends for scaring his pet, which she soon forgave him a few minutes afterward. Erica had planned with Jess to go on a “couple’s date” with both of their owners, which the two did not seem to mind. Since their pokégirls had been friends for some time, they had gotten to know each other a little bit beforehand. However, Jess’s owner had not the slightest clue what the psychic and bunny types were planning.
The two played along like it was going to be a normal, fun night. There were sweet stands, small rides, and even a funhouse. Erica kept begging everyone to go in it until they agreed. Jess and Erica had lots of fun in the “mirror room.” After staying at the festival for a few hours, the four decided that it they needed to get back home. “I’ll meet you at the spot,” Jess projected to the Bunnygirl, who looked at Jess with a questioning expression. A few seconds later, the plan that Jess had thought of came back to Erica and she smiled. “We’ll be seeing you,” Jess called off to Erica and Tyler as she and her owner proceeded back home.
A few minutes after the psychic and her owner left, Tyler said, “Well, that was fun, huh babe?”
Erica looked at her owner and smiled, “Yeah, it was.”
“Do you want to go home? I’m kinda tired.”
“NOT YET!” The Bunnygirl screamed. “I still wanna do stuff!”
Tyler looked at his pokégirl questionably. “Uh…okay. Well…uh…what else did you want to do before we went back?”
“Um,” Erica whispered. “Could we go out into the cemetery?”
Tyler’s eyes widen when he heard her ask this. “Are you sure, Erica? I mean, you were mad at me for doing scary stuff before. Now you want to go into a cemetery? And at night too?”
“Well,” the Bunnygirl hesitated, looking down at the ground. “I kinda thought that you would like going through the scary stuff tonight. So can we do this?” The Bunnygirl looked back up at the master, now smiling.
“Of course we can,” he replied. Putting his arm around her, they made their way to their destination.
“What-was-that?!” The Bunnygirl let out. The two had made it to the center of the cemetery, just like what her and Jess planned on doing, but Erica was having doubts about this plan. Erica and her master were waiting next to the memorial statue in the center of the cemetery, waiting for Jess to do her part of the “plan.” Where is she?
“I think it was just a wandering KATTLE,” Tyler said. “You sure are jumpy, babe. Do you want to head back yet?”
“No,” Erica answered. Not when I’m this close. I wanna get you good…then you’ll have more respect for me. “Just a little longer, okay?”
“Erica,” Tyler put his hand under the Bunnygirl’s chin and lifted it up so her face would be lined up with his. “Are you doing this to prove to me that you aren’t a ‘scaredy bunny?’ Because if you are, you really don’t.” He gave her a smile so warm and caring, Erica started to get lightheaded. “You’re my ‘scaredy bunny,’ and I love you just the way you are.”
Erica felt tears starting to form around her eyes. “Oh…oh Tyler…” The Bunnygirl hugged her master tightly and buried her face into his chest. She stood there, trembling in his arms for a few seconds, but then her ears heard something. She turned to the sound of the noise, which was in the same direction as the noise that she had heard before. That’s not a KATTLE…it’s way too big to be a KATTLE.
Erica looked in the direction of the sound and found herself staring into a pair of glowing red eyes. They belonged to a dark silhouette standing on top of a grave a few meters away. Erica thought it was nothing but her imagination playing tricks on her, but her doubt started kicking in quickly. The shadow jumped forward so that it was only a few feet in front of the embracing couple.
At this time, Tyler noticed the shadow and turned to face it. The couple and the shadow stood in front of each other, not saying anything for a few seconds. Slowly, the shadow whispered in a raspy tone, “Where…is…my…looove?” The human and pokégirl just stood there, both shaking.
Wait a minute, Erica thought. This is Jess’s work. She finally showed up! The Bunnygirl relaxed a little bit, but as the shadow came closer, she started to shake again. Wow, Jess is doing a great job. This illusion looks real!
“Erica,” whispered Tyler. “We need to get away from here. Start backing up slowly with me; I don’t want to provoke this thing.”
Erica looked at her tamer with an expression of both worry and excitement. “Are you scared, Tyler?” He is, she thought. The plan is working Jess! Ha ha!
Tyler looked at her with a surprised expression, “And you aren’t?” With that question, the shadow jumped at the Bunnygirl in a dark flash, and Erica’s world went black.
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When Erica woke up, she found herself lying in her and her owner’s bed. Oh, she thought. What a weird dream. The Bunnygirl looked beside her and saw her owner sitting next to her. He was on a chair that was next to the bed and had been holding her hand before Erica had woken up. She smiled at Tyler when she saw the serious expression on his face. “Hey Sweetie. What’s wrong?”
Tyler continued to look at her. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?! Have you got amnesia? We were attacked last night!”
“Tyler, please,” a feminine voice muttered. “Maybe she needs some more rest.”
Erica could not place whose voice it was who said it, but she looked in the direction of its origin. She saw Jess standing in the corner of the room, wearing the same outfit that she had on the night of the festival. “Jess…that was a good scare job you did. It scared me so bad, I must have fainted! How did you do that? I mean, we got Tyler too!” She looked at her owner and confessed, “I’m sorry, Tyler. I asked Jess to help me scare you in the cemetery last night. I wanted to scare you to get back at you, but I guess it backfired, huh?” The Bunnygirl was continuing to beam with joy after she finished declaring her and Jess’s plan, but the Psilady and the human were not smiling.
After a few moments of silence, Tyler asked, “Erica, do you really not remember what happened?” The look of worry continued to show in his face. When Erica shook her head, the human grabbed the pokégirl and hugged her tight. “Thank the Gods nothing happened to you…I don’t know what would have happened if I had…lost you…” Tyler was close to tears as he continued to hug her.
Wow, the Bunnygirl thought. Tyler is still scared? That was the best scare ever!
Jess was reading what the Bunnygirl was thinking, and responded, “Erica, I still don’t think that you get it. I was late to get to the cemetery last night.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“No…I mean I was really late. That thing that you saw, that was not my doing. That was a feral Wraith that attacked both of you. By the time I got there, you were already conscious and Tyler was in bad shape…the both of you were. If I had arrived any later…” Jess trailed off, not wanting to think about the alternative.
“Jess was able to grab your ‘ball from my ‘belt and recall you before you suffered anymore damage from the attack,” Tyler whispered into Erica’s floppy ear. “That was after she took care of the Wraith. One of the ‘Joys that was still at the festival was able to treat me on the spot, so I’m fine. I rushed you through a healing cycle last night, but you finally woke up just now.” Tyler continued to hug Erica tightly. “We could have died last night Erica.”
“Na-uh,” Erica smiled, giggling as she did so. “That all didn’t happen! You two are just trying to scare me!”
Notes:
Pokédex Entries
BUNNYGIRL, the Ditzy Pokégirl
Type: Near Human Anthropomorphic (Rabbit)
Element: Normal
Frequency: Common
Diet: Vegetarian
Role: typically used in industries where high intelligence or strength is not required such as cleaning
Type: Near Human Anthropomorphic (Rabbit)
Element: Normal
Frequency: Common
Diet: Vegetarian
Role: typically used in industries where high intelligence or strength is not required such as cleaning
Libido: High (Extreme)
Strong Vs: Ghost
Weak Vs: Fighting, dog Pokégirls, bird Pokégirls
Attacks: Tackle, Kick, Leap, Splash, Dumb Luck, Trample, Double Edge, Helping Hand, Love N’ Affection, Double Kick
Enhancements: Enhanced Speed (x4), Enhanced Hearing (x3), Retarded Aging, Luck Factor
Evolves: Beach Bunny (Water Stone), Play Bunny (evolves during orgasm - rare), Moon Bunny (Moon Stone), March Hare (rare, mechanism unknown), Snow Bunny (Ice Crystal), Mini-Top (abuse or witnessing extreme violence), Ingenue (evolves during stress), Cabbit (Cat E-Medal), Gun Bunny (Shiny Stone), Blade Bunny (Wabbit Virus), Easter Bunny (uncertain if actual evolution), Mist Bunny (Mana Stone), Snuggle Bunny (mechanism unknown), Bra-er Rabbit (Sun Stone and Leaf Stone)
Evolves From: None
Bunnygirls were another Pokégirl that was thought to be a mistake on Sukebe’s part, although in terms of intelligence, they’re just a few steps away from being furry Bimbos. They’re cute, they’re adorable, they’re VERY friendly and helpful, they’re fun-loving and affectionate, they have short attention spans, and are just flat out ditzy. Useless in a fight, they are more popular with college students, high school boys, and anyone fond of domestics or who just wants a lot of taming from a friendly Pokégirl. On finding a Master who responds well to their affectionate advances, their libido tends to get a bit higher with a corresponding rise in attention span.
Bunnygirls, like Kittens, are mostly human in appearance, save for a light down of fur on their skin, which is thicker around their rabbit-like hands and feet, small whiskers on their faces, as well as long rabbit ears instead of normal ears. Their legs are longer than most Pokégirls, and are more muscular and well defined, signifying their tremendous leg strength. More animalistic Bunnygirls also have slight rabbit-like muzzles.
Bunnygirls are among the more commonplace Pokégirls in the general market. Due to their lack of fighting potential, they are not usually found among a journeyman Tamer’s harem, unless they’re trying for an evolution. Typically, Bunnygirls are found usually as the Pokégirls of an owner who needs someone who can be trained to basic proficiency in a single set of skills, usually cooking or other basic domestic work, or in a sex battle harem. Although due to the tendency Bunnygirls have to be distracted, clumsy, and flaky, seeing a Bunnygirl cook is a very rare thing, and is usually only done with a T2 machine. (Some Ranches that carry Bunnygirls also sell uses of a Cooking T2 machine with them, as teaching Bunnygirls normally is usually very difficult.) They can be taught basic stuff in terms of cooking, and with training can be good with instant foods (so long as someone else takes it out of the microwave, as the Bunnygirl is likely to trip and drop it on themselves), but it’s considered extremely unwise to give them any pointy objects. More often they are used for keeping things neat, as like Titmice they are generally clean Pokégirls. Their most common use is that of a friendly, loving sexpet that will eventually evolve into something better.
Bunnygirls are very loving, trusting, innocent Pokégirls. They aren’t violent in the least, save for friendly sparring and cuddling. They do not respond well to violence, so much so that witnessing extreme amounts of it will actually cause them to evolve into the vicious Mini-Top. Once that happens… Er… Well… It was nice knowing you. Very rarely does a Bunnygirl become a Penance, as they usually morph into a Mini-Top first.
Due to their sheer, unadulterated cuteness, Bunnygirls have fan groups and enthusiasts similar to those that exist for other ‘cute’ Pokégirls, such as Kittens, Titmice, and Mermaids. Like Cabbits, Bunnygirls simply ADORE carrots, having been known to eat them by the basketful and occasionally using them as dildos during Taming. Using a carrot as bait is almost guaranteed to catch you a Bunnygirl.
Bunnygirls are among the most common results of Threshold.
PSILADY, the Emotional Psychic Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Psychic/Dark
Frequency: Rare
Diet: Human style foods, Emotions
Role: Confidants, emotional support
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: Psychic, Poison
Weak Vs: Bug
Attacks: Psychic, Confusion, Teleport, Foresight, Dark Blade, Dark Shield, Dark Bomb, Heart of Darkness, Psi-Blade, Double Team, Ecstasy Bond*
Enhancements: Empathetic Aura, Enhanced Empathy (x3), Enhanced Speed (x2), Enhanced Agility (x3), Moderate Telekinetic Capabilities
Evolves: Psiqueen (Delta Bond + Shiny Stone)
Evolves From: Psidyke (Dark Stone)
The discovery of the Psilady was perhaps one of the greatest blessings that evolutionary stones visited upon the world. Evolving from Psidykes via a Dark Stone, ironically, the breed is overall far more pleasant and, thankfully, much less inclined to lesbianism and violence, the latter of which can be attributed to the empathy from which they draw their name. Strange amongst the psychic-types and often considered the antithesis of the more popular Alaka-wham breed, Psiladies' powers are derived from emotions and bonding rather than logic and intellect, making them much more personable, if less useful in some ways.
Physically, only those Psidykes who were allowed to take on their feral appearance change drastically; for the rest, it's a very subtle shift; claws vanish, as do most other inhuman characteristics, and their skin smooths a good bit, becoming almost silky in some instances. Overall, their appearances also tend towards becoming more graceful in subtle ways, making it easy to discern them from their unevolved form, but without one clear distinction sticking in the minds of most beholders. This has led some to speculate that it simply their "better natures" showing through, which is untrue for the most part. However, there is a slight grain of truth in the statement; some Psiladies have been observed to emit a low-frequency psychic "aura" that betrays their feelings by altering the perceptions of others slightly. As such, a happy Psilady may look radiant, whereas an angry one may appear more terrifying that she is physically capable of being.
Mentally, the change is much more drastic, as previously indicated. The instinctive hatred of men ebbs and generally drains off, being replaced by a more accepting viewpoint. However, in many cases, the fact that they no longer dislike men as a rule is difficult to perceive due to the fact that they have trouble interacting with those who restrain their emotions, a group that contains a majority of male tamers. Beyond that, though, they simply become more pleasant in general due to the lack of genetic hatred and because they are now somewhat affected by the emotional states of those around them, particularly those they are close to. As such, most do not like to stir negative emotions in others because said emotions often cause negative feedback towards them. Thankfully, though, they do have the ability to filter this psychic input so that it does not create Slowboob-esque problem, especially from those they don't know the source well/at all.
Beyond making them more pleasant, though, the fact that they can easily perceive the surface emotions of others also makes them fairly good to talk to. It means a Psilady will rarely say the “wrong thing” to someone she holds no animosity for unless said wrong thing would require much deeper awareness to predict or she is purposefully filtering out emotional input from the person. Many, as such, feel extremely awkward around those with Dark-type blood traits. In any case, there is a darker side to the empathetic nature of the Psilady. If she feels animosity towards someone, then the abilities that prevent social faux-pas can easily be turned to triggering negative emotional responses from said someone, an ability that can be useful in battle, but has sometimes been put to less... proper uses.
Aside from that, Psiladies aren't particularly exceptional combatants as far as psychic-types go, but this has been known to vary by temperament in both directions, with some specimens trying to avoid combat altogether whilst others excel in it. Their telekinetic powers, compared to other psychics, are fairly weak, which means that their use is rarely a Psilady's primary offensive tactic. However, the addition of dark-type abilities offers a secondary set of abilities that help greatly, and the aforementioned emotional manipulation is excellent for creating openings in the enemy's defenses. One note, however, is that Delta-bonded Psiladies have almost invariably proved to be superior in combat than un-bonded ones, likely due to the emotional reinforcement that it creates, as well as a secondary perception of her performance based on reading the tamer's emotions through the bond. The phenomenon is still under research as of 300 AS.
In taming too, aside from a few minor quirks, Psiladies aren't particularly exceptional, especially now that most don't have a specific gender-based preference. The first of these is, as mentioned, the ability to subtly alter the perception of her appearance. In regards to taming, this generally means that, when lusty and aroused, a Psilady will usually take on an affect that is conducive to taming and thus help "set the mood." The other is an ability that, although available to most psychic-types, is rarely used by other breeds because its development is not a logical extension to their mindset; to psychically link the pleasure centers of herself and her lover, causing the pleasure felt by each to be felt by both and, thus, generally allowing for perfectly synchronized climaxes. It is due to this that the ability, termed Ecstasy Bond, has been banned in most sex battles, which leaves most Psiladies to preform unexceptionally in them.
Psiladies don’t have a particularly interesting feral state; like many Very Near Humans, it is primarily a state of extreme distraction in which they have trouble remembering complex instructions and have little common sense. The only real wrinkle that the breed has in that regard is that most ferals have a tendency to make, via subconscious use of their powers, very awkward and embarrassing statements about those they encounter. For this reason as well as the breeds desirability, ferals generally do not remain as such long. Thresholding into a Psilady is also unlikely, if only because of the rarity of males with whom Psiladies are likely to have children by, but nor is it unheard of.
· Ecstasy Bond - (S.ATK + EFT) A psychic sex technique that allows the user to link her pleasure centers to those of her lover, causing pleasurable sensations experienced by one to be reflected onto the other as well. As such, it is excellent for creating perfectly synchronized climaxes and has been banned in most sex battles
WRAITH, the Generic Ghost Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Ghost
Frequency: Rare
Diet: Emotions
Role: Spectral spy, Search and rescue
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: Bug, Fighting, Ghost, Poison, Rock
Weak Vs: Dark, Normal, Psychic
Attacks: Phase, Nightshade, Go Down, Energy Drain, Drain, Invis (1-3), Ectoplasm, Lick
Enhancements: Incorporeal, Embody, Lifesight, Deathsight, Two minds
Evolves: Pardoner (feeding on higher emotions to excess), Polterkissed (staying in their Shadow Mind for a day OR Dark Stone)
Evolves From: None
Created from the darkness that makes up the space between spaces, referred to by researchers based in Vale as the Shadowlands, these Pokégirls are made up of a sort of ether that theoretically makes up the human soul. Sukebe made these thinking they could act as unseen spies, but when the humans began to tame Dark types, they became ineffectual, and he gave up on them. They disappeared into their own little world until recently, a dark spiritual reflection of the real world.
One of their abilities is to see how alive someone is. This translates into an ability to see the aura of a person or creature which reflects their emotional state. Their Deathsight allows them to see how much entropy exists within a subject. If someone has a terminal disease, the Wraith can see dark markings that signify the symptoms of the disease. It is also possible to see the “Death marks” on a subject a few minutes before their death. If someone is about to get shot, they might develop a dark spot where the bullet will go. If they are about to drown, they may develop black markings on the skin above their lungs. If someone is about to get put through a wood-chipper, they might develop intersecting black marks along their entire body.
These Pokégirls can become visible at will and when they are visible they resemble normal human girls aside from the fact that you can see right through them normally. When they solidify using their “Embody” enhancement, they can interact with the physical world for about an hour at a time, after which they must return to being incorporeal. They have a decent bust, averaging around a C-cup, their features are easily recognizable, as the only colors they have are shades of gray, and their eyes always have large dark rings around them. Some look like corpses, but most resemble the human norm.
When not solid, they feed on human and Pokégirl emotions. They use this energy to fuel themselves and heal damage sustained in combat. If they take enough damage to actually hurt them, they instantly become incorporeal. (This doesn’t happen during Taming, curiously enough, so certain fetishes are still doable.)
Their minds are quite interesting, as they are technically two beings in one. One side of their mind is relatively normal, while the other half is dark and evil. It’s unknown why Sukebe made them this way, but it is known that the darker side is far more destructive. It assumed that he gave them that side in an attempt to give them a better chance in a fight. Wraiths who have allowed themselves to be studied have shown that the dark side of their minds can take over for short periods of time, and if they stay that way for too long they evolve into Polterkisseds.
A Wraith’s disposition often reflects what kind of emotions they “eat.” If a Wraith is raised in a very angry environment, they are usually quite angry themselves. If a Wraith is raised in a caring, loving environment, they will usually be very happy and contented at all times.
The general starting mentality is kind and affectionate. Their diets generally influence this only a little. Anger will usually translate to being more direct in their attempts while Joy will usually amplify their affectionate nature. Their natures are only affectionate to their Tamer. They have a mischevious side, and take great joy in scaring other humans and Pokégirls. Their Harem-sisters only get preferential treatment by the fact that the Wraith will generally think twice about how their Tamer will think of the situation before popping out of Phase right in front of them and scaring them. They get along with Vampires and other ghost types, since they can touch them normally, but they hate psychic types whose power they fear in both their minds.
Their taming preferences will usually reflect that of the people they usually feed off of. If they feed on a Psi-Dyke, their tastes will lean towards women, while if they feed off of a Cockadiddle, their preferences will lean towards heterosexuality. Generally the Wraith will choose a preferred person to feed on, generally one whose usual mood fits with their preferred diet. This diet will generally affect how they evolve.
Their feral state will generally reduce them to a simple apparition. They retain their forms, but only ever become visible, never solid. They generally act like the old ghost tales, saying random things like “Where’s my love?” or “Who has my ring?” or better yet, “Who stole my lover?” They moan and scream in the night and scare the pants off of youngsters. Other ghost types generally think they’re rather pathetic in this state and if feral they will try to destroy them. If they’re tame, they’ll generally ask their tamers to ‘catch and tame the bitches’ so they’ll shut up. Usually, due to their ‘solidity problem’ they’ll have to help their tamer by bringing the Wraith out of their Phase.
Their unique mental make-up makes them extremely resistant to detection by psychics. But this doesn’t help defend against psychic attack, in fact it is a severe detriment. The attack is routed to BOTH minds, doing double damage against them and causing them to loose whatever focus they had on being solid. Being incorporeal allows them to escape, but does not stop a psychic attack from hitting them again if the psychic can sense them.
Their darker minds are often the reason why most tamers don’t have Wraiths or their evolutions in their Harems. The darker mind is quite loyal to the Tamer, but it twists that loyalty into something selfish and cruel. The darker mind will often try to keep the Tamer all to herself without regard to the libido’s of her Harem sisters. Some Wraiths have said that the “Shadow Mind” sometimes tells them to kill their Harem sisters in hopes of getting more attention from their Tamer. One incident that gave these Pokégirls a bad name was of a relatively weak-willed Wraith let her Shadow Mind take over and kill her Tamers favorite Lover in the hopes of getting more Taming from him. She was subjected to two level 5 Taming cycles, one for each mind.
The Shadow Mind can take over only once in a great while, an event which depends on the willpower of the Wraith. If the Shadow Mind manages to keep control for longer than a day at a time, they evolve into a Polterkissed.
Efforts are being made by Researchers to try and control the Shadow Mind in an attempt to increase their Harem viability.
Threshold cases are rare, and usually have some ghost-type in their family line.