Greetings~ This is my first time using Rotomblr, so I apologize if this is a bit long winded. Unsure if there are unspoken rules I’m not catching onto.
My name is Professor Snakewood. I’m from Kalos (Dahara City, to be exact.) and I’ve just recently been rewarded the necessary grants to really get my research off the ground.
Anyone may interact, knowledge does not discriminate. Thank you for your time. 🖤
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Pronouns: He/Him
Age: 28
Sexuality: Bisexual
Professor Snakewood, also formerly known as Ibrahim, or to his friends ‘Bibi’ is was a highly celebrated up and coming young Professor from the Kalos region. He is was inquisitive, and will would often answer sarcastic questions at face value.
His thirst for a human evolution, and meddling with self inflicting the power of a Chosen on himself behind the scenes has led to hundreds of deaths. Ultimately, it seems to have finally taken his own as well.
Through mysterious circumstances, Professor Snakewood has returned to the land of the living, claiming to be ‘The Bridge’ between this world and The Distortion. Aside from that, he seems… Suspiciously back to ‘normal.’
You might have heard about the Audino situation in Unova. Eggs produced by Audino in Unova have become increasingly fragile and nonviable. I performed most of the experiments and was the editor for the paper on a possible remineralization technique! I've also helped with some of the follow-ups.
I have heard of the Audino population’s ongoing struggles leading to their increasing rarity. I do wish I could work on a more interesting project like that for a change. But as of now, most of the projects we are sent happen to be the jobs that the mainland Kalosian Labs find themselves too good for.
Once again I am categorizing samples. Me. A man of incomprehensible intellectual capacity. I am relegated to dying Sunflora cells in correlation to their ability.
Oh! Ah.. I'd wager a guess at Chlorophyll judging by the presence of enlarged Chloroplasts, clearly adapted for taking in excess energy from sunlight. And it doesn't have any of the telltale signs of sun fatigue that often comes with Solar Power!
Once again I am categorizing samples. Me. A man of incomprehensible intellectual capacity. I am relegated to dying Sunflora cells in correlation to their ability.
Once again I am categorizing samples. Me. A man of incomprehensible intellectual capacity. I am relegated to dying Sunflora cells in correlation to their ability.
Some information about Umber. As you may be able to deduce, he is an Umbreon. He is old, nearly as old as I am, and no longer fit to battle in his advanced age. He has grey furs around his muzzle. His frontal ring is misplaced, and circles his left eye as opposed to sitting neatly on his forehead. He loves chin scratches, and his favorite food is imported Salmini bites from Altera.
Prior to the recent ‘incident’ involving the disruption of the ‘Wishmade Sky,’ which made the formerly begin phenomenon a threat, the Eevee ‘Twinkle’ was its own entity.
Twinkle was a young Eevee of approximately 2 years old. He was able to battle perfectly fine, and even seemed enthusiastic about it. His markings were average, with no sign of any kind of distinction from the average specimen. He pointedly did not enjoy being touched on the chin, and seemed to enjoy Pecha berries more than anything else.
On the morning of June 10th, 2025, it became apparent to me that ‘Twinkle’ no longer existed.
The Eevee was theoretically, still in its provided habitat. However, when approached, it became apparent that ‘Twinkle’ had been replaced with a perfect copy of my Umbreon. Stranger still, I seemed to completely believe this was Umber. I even freed him from his habitat. This, of course, became an issue when I returned to the main body of the lab, and saw the real Umber sitting in his bed.
Curiouser still, I could still, for some reason, not tell which Umber was the real one. This is all despite it being abundantly clear in hindsight.
This launched me into a bit of a panic, I’m embarrassed to say. The idea of losing Umber, and the guilt of somehow mixing him up with an imitation was horrific. Even thinking back on it now is panic inducing.
Tests were preformed just to be sure, however, every test done only proved that the two Umbreon were completely identical in every way. I had no choice but to take Professor LePin’s word, and allow him to continue with the testing of ‘Twinkle.’
[The report is all uninteresting data from this point on…. If you bother to read it, you can tell the copy is biologically the same as a regular Umbreon...]
