And in I slink to rp...
Name: Pitch
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: Has no human form, a murkrow's hooked beak in place of a mouth and nose, has a light layer of black feathers on his skin. fingers are long and slender much like feathers, yet has a surprisingly strong grip. wears a grey pin-striped suit with a small hole at the back to allow his tail freedom of movement and a hat similar to one you might see in a mafia movie over the hatlike shape of his murkrowlike head. Wears no shoes as his talons don't fit in them.
Pokemon half: Murkrow
Pokemon or human origin: Human
Personality: Difficult to interpret
History: Mostly forgotten.
Other: Has a small headset running along the left side of his head between his earhole and beak, concealed in the feathers of his head. Also has thin slits in the sleeves of his suit's jacket, allowing his arm feathers to elongate for flight.
I don't have a name...some call me Pitch, and as a name, it suffices. Officially, I don't exist. I'm a government experiment. From what I've been told of my "past life", I was a criminal agent for an organisation called team rocket, plotting the downfall of the government. Given the choice of submitting myself for experimentation and employment or death, I'm told I agreed....I have the feeling I would have ended up like this either way. And so now, here I stand, an agent of the very government I tried to destroy...Ironic ain't it? But the focus of my attention right now, is the eevee, now umbreon on the street below me "...Now that's something new..."