(I will answer as Moonmoon)
1. Moonmoon, but my friends call me getoutfrickinmoonmoon
2. Um, whoinvitedmoonmoon, getout, and notagainmoonmoon! That’s what my friends call me. Sometimes they call me *facepaw* or moony or moon.
3.5. Hmmm, I guess I’m about level 12?
4. At Bay Gardens, of course!
5. Who were their parents? Names, occupation, personality. Nebula and Bangbang. I think I am kinda like my dad. Bangbang, Moonmoon, Bangbang, Moonmoon. Heh. They mostly work around or experiment with trainers, and take care of the place. Hmm, no, that’s my mom. I dunno about my dad. Don’t see him too much. Nebula is very motherly, kind, and has a lot of children. Though she wants me to evolve...but she doesn’t push me. Bangbang? I dunno.
6. Man, I have quite a lot of siblings. There’s Comet, and Void, and Pluto, and Astro, and Mars, and Star and Moonmoon-wait, that’s me, and Venus, and a lot more. I can’t say all of them.
7. *at this point he gets distracted*
10. Blehhh, do I really have to say?
11. I love mom! She’s awesome! Saved my butt a few times.
13. Describing again? Noooooo.
14. My family and friends teach me stuff.
15. I wanna be a cool superman burrito making eevee!
16. Here’s a picture. Now I’m going to sleep.
18. My eyes? Where’s the picture I gave you?
19. A scarf. I don’t care much of how I look.
23. I dunno, never thought to ask!
26. What are those words? (He’s an extro)
27. Where’s my list? Oh, playing, bouncing, tagging, surfing, drawing, writing, annoying othe...-who put that there?- running, jumping, eating sleeping laughing sneezing blah blah blahing blahblahblahblah......*goes on forever*
28. Blue? Pink? Hard to choose! They’re all so great!
30. Nomnomnom you’re making me hungry.
31. ONIONS. AND GUMMY BEARS.
32. Yay! Sparkly! HEY MARS DID YOU DO THIS? Oooh, roasted food! Nomnom. It’s warm! Yay!
33. What do they mean? stop with the confusion! (extremly positive)
34. LOL. (Annoying kind. But it’s cute)
35. Oh I’m NOT SARCASTIC AT ALL. how did I do?
37. I’d change........................................*thinks* NOTHING.
38. Being forced into evolving. Or maybe...NO MORE FUN! Noooooooooooooo.
39. Non, je ne regrette rien! Or whatever that song said,