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Zuberi

"Shall i prepare your grave now or later? It is your choice."

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a character in “Pokemon: Gijinka Island”, as played by SpaceButterfly

Description

Zuberi

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โ€You children should respect the fallen for one day you could be joining them in the after life.โ€

FullName
Zuberi

Age
Unknown But Appears 24

Gender
Male

Species
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Cofagrigus
Moves
*Shadow Ball
*Hyper Beam
*Hex
*Will-O-Wisp

Themesong
Song Of The Dead

Other
*Although many do not know his true age, he is expected to be as old as the island itself.\
*Since he is known to "eat souls", he states that each persons soul has a unique flavor
*Anything Golden brings him joy
*He guards the burial grounds during the night but during the day he rests
*Among the burial ground lies a strange shaped grave which does not contain a body of a gijinka but precious items given to Zuberi but his deceased friends.
*He hums very unsettling melodies as he digs and decorates graves

PotentialInterest
"Hehe secrets are made for a reason."

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Personality
Zuberi is a secretive and manipulative gijinka that often uses his frightening appearance and cold stare to get what he wants. He is use to solitude and doesn't try to engage in conversation with others. He, being as old as he is, has various points of wisdom in him and gladly gives advice to those who wish for it for a smile price of course. He becomes very strict when it comes to the subject of the dead. He spends his time tending to the spiritual burial grounds of the dead gijinka of the island during the night and during the day he stays in hiding of his dark shadows and caves. He gives off the impression that he is a cold hearted, twisted minded, and creepy grave digger but truly he does have many passions.

Zuberi has a soft spot for baby and young pokemon. He could never hurt them and he cant help but smile at the sight of them. He also becomes distant to those who show him kindness. He becomes uncomfortable if he is touched by someone and can become slightly violent if they touch his chest. Peace and quiet are music to his ears and the shadows feel like warm blankets to him

BriefHistory
As a child, Zuberi was very unaware of what his purpose was. He depended on others to protect him because he felt he could never find what he was good at. He was not the strongest of those around him nor was he the smartest but he was the sneakiest. He was a devious child that often devised plans to get what he wanted for his family. Unlike others, his parents were not beings of which he could hold or express emotions to but instead were spirits that spoke to him through his head. He had little to few friends and enjoyed their company but one day the voices in his head were too strong for him to confront on his own. He ended up eating the souls of his own friends and a few others of innocence and turned their bodies into mummies. He felt as though he couldn't trust himself around others so he felt that going off on his own was the best thing.

Everyday he felt the grief in his body grow stronger and stronger. He began to drift into the abyss of his own thoughts and soon the voices in his head had stopped. He felt as though everyone had abandoned him. The living and the dead had turned their backs on him. He recalls the day Kuroyami had found him heartlessly eating the soul of a pokemon with the coldest eyes anyone could possibly see. Her invitation to join her group seemed useless to him but after a few more times of convincing, he decided to at least see it. If he disliked it, nothing could stop him from at least eating their souls.

Unexpectedly, he saw that he really liked the place. It felt different to feel welcomed instead of force hospitality. He even found a new form of respect for the dead. He still feel that the deaths of all the souls he absorbs were more than his fault and that he would honor these souls instead of grieve over them.

So begins...

Zuberi's Story

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Mariam Lexington

Mariam looked around in wonder while seeing the place they had just came to. It was so beautiful. She reached into her bag taking out one of the cameras she had to document with. She held the camera steadily as she got a nice picture of the shore of the island. "Simply lovely." She said as she placed the camera back into her bag. "Ah... It's very nice to meet you both as well. I am Mariam." She said as she looked at the male and female as well.

She then looked down at the small baby pokemon in her hands. "This is Hertz." The pokemon noticed the other pokemon near and quickly turned to Mariam hiding in her comfert. She giggled slightly. "How adorable."



Zuberi

The lone gravedigger began to rip at the ground deepening the grave he had started the day before. He preferred his job and the silence that followed it . Silence gave him time to think and time to reflect on himself. He wasn't quite sure where Miss Emilein or Culpanas (or Pan Pan as he called him for jokes of course) were but that was not his concern. Although he did envy them a bit. How they could easily interact with others without having the urge to eat their souls and mummify them. And so the gravedigger continued.

After a few minutes of digging he paused sniffing the air lightly. "Well what do we have here....." He said with a smirk of pure excitement. "This scent..... So rare. I've smelled it once before but..... what may it be hmm?" He said before placing down the tool he had in his hand. He wondered if the leader had caught scent of this.

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Mariam Lexington

Mariam nodded as the other female introduced herself. She was aware that she not the other male wasn't a scientist and that they were each pretty different. "I do not now much about outdoors." She said while looking at the both of them. "But I am certain that finding higher ground could be better for us. Weren't aren't aware if the pokemon here are dangerous or not." She said before petting Hertz lightly. "I ensure to document them regardless."


Zuberi

Zuberi continued to sniff the air until sensing a presents in the graveyard. It wasn't different like the ones he had smelled before. This soul had a sweeter auroma to it. He smirked knowing who it was instantlyz he had memorized the flavors of each of the tribes souls and could tell them apart easily. He grabbed his digging tool and began to walk following the trail.

He smiled seeing the woman in the distance. "Well, perhaps I should be honored to have such a presents in such a dreadful place." He said walking to the female. "Tell me Miss Emilein, what brings you to my little neck of the woods?" He said while dropping his digging tool and dusting off his gloves.

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Emilein

Emilein twitched at Zuberi's voice, not realizing he was in the area. For being a ghost, she thought that she would have known that he was around. Then again, the graveyard wasn't a place that she frequented often. "I was hoping that I could find culpa here, but I can't really find him." She said giggling as she hid her mouth with her hands. "But I don't mind your company. Do you happen to know anything about those beings that are supposted to be comin'?" The Mismagius seemed to flow with the breeze as she spoke, a soft one coming from the beach. One with a strange scent that she couldn't pin on anything she knew.

Culpanas

"Come now children. Your caretakers should be looking for you soon."

The forests of the island provided not only shade for the resting mortician, but also twisting trails where only the tribe knew where they went. The children waved him goodbye as they scurried off, leaving Culpanas to his thoughts. The forest was quiet. Quiet enough to drop sticks a ways off and for him to hear it and hide. Something was wrong. The beach was normally a place where he could at least relax in the sun and not have worries. He looked through the trees, still having vision on the beach. "Something feels familiar...but nothing like this..." He muttered to himself as he started to levitate and make his way toward the beach. Confirmation was all he needed. Get in and get out.

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Zuberi

Zuberi smirked as the woman talked. He sighed then gave a slightly annoyed smile. "Well, PanPan often wonders off leaving me to do the digging and the dirty work. Such hospitality, right? But he usually goes to play with children at the beach or the shore." He said as he sniffed the air lightly. "Mmm yes. If you are referring to the strange presents in the air then yes." He said while lightly laughing. "I have encountered this sort of soul scent before. Long ago, back when the island was young. But unlike this one, it was weak. As if showing up lightly then just vanishing into the water. As if, it disappeared." He said while looking at his hands. "It is the scent of a human. It is a strong scent that consists of a mixture of pure berries and a slight touch of iron. And i fear we are in more danger because i sense more than one." He smirked slightly. "Well Miss Emilein, that is where my theory stands. But as im sure your aware of, humans are not legends."

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Emilein

Emilein blinked and shook her head slightly. "Humans? But I thought...." She stopped mid-sentance in thought just before her eyes going wide. "They always crashed on the rocks." she said in a sudden ephany. "They never got here before because of the rock and sharpedo around there. I wonder how they got through is my question..." She tipped her hat, looking up at the sky in thought of the many possiblities. "If anything, they could expand on the little collection I have."

"And I have been meaning to talk to Culpa about helping you more. You two have the same job if you were to ask me and I've been hoping you two would get along more." She had always been one to keep the peace between the two. Stiffling their budding arguments until she left to either rest or tend to someone's wounds. What they did between them was on them, though she imagined them actually talking rather than having a tension between them a scyther could slice through. Oh well.