129 Custom Pokédex Entries by clickonflareblitz

An enormous flower bud sprouts from its tail. The large growing bloom inside radiates mystical heat.

Fusing two Caterpie together has resulted in a Pokémon greedier and hungrier than anything twice its size. It will eat anything its teeth can pierce, but prefers bitter and toxic fare.

It's not very strong, so it wriggles into dirt and pretends to be a tuft of grass. The horns atop its head are smelly and foul-tasting.

Its shoulders are coated with fuzzy red down, which is protected by a sticky layer of oil. This oil irritates the skin and makes all Pokémon less likely to grab it, though other Caterrow are strangely immune.

It voraciously munches on seaweed. Some Catersola have even been known to cling to and prey on passing Dhelmise.

Caterans are social Pokémon, traveling in packs of up to a hundred. Though sluggardly, they protect their ilk by slithering about in a dense weave to disorient airborne predators.

Caterbok hold higher authority over packs of Caterans, but they also have lower intelligence. They will sometimes try to eat things several times their size and become stuck.

It is always awake due to a weak electrical current running through its body. If you hold the tip of its tail, the current will run through your skin and make your palm tingle.

Caterchu waits in the canopy during thunderstorms with its tail pointed to the sky. Once lightning strikes it, the surrounding leaves are fried in an instant, turning into delicious fare for this Pokémon.

Catershrew prefers the roots of hardy bushes to the leaves of tall trees. As soil makes is introduced into its diet, this Pokémon's skin grows tougher and thicker.

While its spines initially appear to be a leafy bush, they're actually hard as rocks. While it feasts on roots underground, these spines defend its personal space, as Caterslash are notoriously antisocial.

Female Caterran are hatched with whiskers that fall out as they age. They are more analytical and cautious than male Caterran, testing each morsel of food with care to check if it's safe to eat.

It climbs into tall trees and mimics a branch. This unassuming disguise hides it from predators while it feasts on high-up leaves.

It secretes a smelly oil from its tail that keeps its flame alight. The flame is too weak to actually burn anything; rather, Catermander uses it to communicate with others of its kind.

Not yet able to fly, Catermeleon utilizes its strong arms and tail to climb enormous trees. With its gentle flame, it heats up huge leaves to make them crunchier before it devours them.

The diminutive flame on its tail is weak and lukewarm. In recent times, it has grown in popularity as a greenhouse pollinator.

Catertle has no teeth, so instead douses its food with a foul, corrosive liquid. It laps up the resulting concoction once it's mushy enough to drink.

It melts holes in the rinds of tough fruits with its toxic spit, then hungrily gulps down the juices inside. Catertortle is an infamous menace on farms growing Watmel Berries.

The horns on its sides crackle with electricity. When a bird Pokémon bites down, it zaps them with all the might it can muster.

Catertoise carries with it young Caterpie on its shell. When its antennae lead it to a plant rich with fruit, it voraciously gobbles every one of them up while its passengers strip the plant bare of its leaves.

It gulps down pollen with its broad, sticky tongue. The pollen Lickifree eats is secreted through its wings and scattered while it flutters about.

Bug-eating Pokémon often give up on eating Metaedge after scratching themselves on its sharp edge or failing to pierce its hardy shell. It can only be safely handled by its silken tassel.

As it prepares for evolution, its hard shell grows hotter and thicker. Its wings are useless for flight and only serve to intimidate other Pokémon.

Rhysire clumsily rams into trees to procure their fruit. Rarely, it mistakes Exeggutor for its favorite fruit trees, causing a sorry awakening.

It has no bones to speak of, so its body jiggles about like a water balloon. It thrives in neglected ponds, where it feasts on algae.

Though beautiful, it requires lots of space to keep due to its massive size. Rich landowners often breed Butterfree for their iridescent colors.

It aggressively dances as a warning when people or Pokémon approach its home. If they don't either leave or dance along in turn, it flies into a rage.

It freezes the air with its sensitive hands. Though blind, it can clearly see any object it chills with its telepathy.

Glittering pollen called “diamond dust” spouts endlessly from its frigid blossom. When the sun shines on it in the early morning, Jynsaur and its surroundings shimmer in a million hues.

Its demeanor is unflinchingly bossy and cold, even towards its own Trainer. Deep down, however, it truly appreciates those who care for it.

Seldom seen, Jynsol is believed to only show itself to couples who are falling out of love. It's sometimes referred to as the Prophet of Heartbreak.

Living in high mountains, it appears deceptively soft and warm. Don't be fooled; what seems to be fluffy wool is actually sharp, rock-hard crystal.

When it molts, its fur turns black and leathery. It weaves the shed fur into something resembling a purse, which it stores food and treasure in.

It is bashful and self-conscious, but extremely affectionate. Shown genuine love and care, it will trust you to the grave.

Though hideously vain, it is nonetheless popular for its beauty. Wealthy celebrities have been known to own them by the dozen.

Everything it eats is absorbed by the Shellder on its tail. It latches onto riverbanks with its pincers and devours anything that floats past.

Though it is mostly content to feed on grass, Tauedge is partial to tree sap. Its serrated blade can saw through the trunks of even the thickest trees when it decides to enter a feeding frenzy.

If a budding flower feels unnaturally squishy to the touch, it is in fact the work of Ditsaur's mimicry. It nests in bushes to feast on their sap.

It expels a foul-smelling goop from its unstable, quivering body. If enough is gathered and rinsed thoroughly, a new Ditfing will form.

It can stretch its limbs to comical degrees to humor small children and Pokémon. It has trouble retracting them, though.

The flower on its back is hideously slimy, making it hard for bird Pokémon to get a grip on it. This slime, when boiled, makes an exotic custard.

Every day, its petals morph into the shape of another variety of flower. Botanists are left baffled when it, by chance, mimics rare or extinct plants.

In its regular state, Ditslash cannot even cut through milk. If wielded by a trusted Trainer, it is able to morph into any kind of metal imaginable.

It stomps about to mark its territory near lakes and rivers. Its poison turns ones sweat slimy, but is ultimately harmless.

It appears near the end of nightmares, accompanied by darkness. Its clueless and silly demeanor, however, makes people wake up laughing.

It fused into a form resembling neither of its halves. Rather, it appears closer to that of a Pokémon told of in competitive Trainers' rumors.

Though flightless, mighty leaps give its four fluffy tails the illusion of wings fluttering. When Eefree'S fur is wet, it can't jump as high.

Its programming is highly susceptible to alterations. Entire subcommunities center around sharing visually modified copies of it.

When pointed at a foe, it shoots a jolt of chilling water. While its opponent is still shocked from the cold, it takes the opportunity to strike.

The number of eyes on its faces fluctuates based on its mood. The more aggravated it grows, the more eyes per side, up to sixteen at once.

It obsessively analyzes any striped pattern it comes across. It seems to value certain patterns more than others.

Porygle's works are derived from an artistry software from long ago. The pieces it can produce are interactive to an extent.

The mushroom that grows on its back is delicious and full of energy. Eaten raw, however, it makes people hallucinate growing in size.

All manners of digital imagery can be displayed inside the void of its mouth. It is often employed in pranks of the bait-and-switch type.

Its attacks, if it bothers to fight at all, are careless and sloppy. One successful hit is all it needs, though, as its zigzagging blade delivers a nasty blow.

Large in size but meager in appetite, it is nonetheless crafty. It slashes whole branches off trees, then sweeps away the leaves with its singular wing to find the bug Pokémon hidden within.

On days when the sun shines brightly, pairs of Piflora will gleefully dance hand-in-hand, spreading a weak electric current through the grass.

Swarms of them infest busy cities in search for food. Some regions have even started offering rewards for capturing enough of them.

They form tight-knit groups of 6 or 7 that bond for life. These Ivyfree clusters are known colloquially as "floresces."

A potent poison bubbles at the tip of its blade. This poison severely irritates the skin on contact due to its unusually high arsenic content.

At times, it becomes locked in a psychic trance. If you touch its horns in this state, you will witness a million timelines in the blink of an eye.

Its unusually curved shape lets it dig into the recesses of trees and inject its poison into their trunks. Pokémon that live in trees poisoned by Aredge become weakened, making for easier prey.

Enormous swathes of Milfree can be seen migrating to colder climates in the summer. If left behind in the heat, their fragile wings would melt.

Its oddly-shaped tail acts as a counterweight, giving it momentum to hop forwards in a steady rhythm. Small Pokémon struck by its tail will go flying.

It plants its tail into the base of wilting plants and shocks them back to life. The plants it revives this way often take on a zigzag pattern.

Its many tongues act as extra limbs, leaving it constantly thirsty and desensitized to taste. It will greedily lap up entire lakes to stay hydrated.

Its blade is unstable and erratic in nature. What may appear at first as a near miss from its edge can fester into all sorts of odd injuries, and a clean cut can simply vanish like it never happened.

Its club may look like delicious roast meat, but it is actually a tough lump of rust. It tempts gluttonous Pokémon with the prospect of a free meal, then knocks them out cold.

Rallicky can taste the emotions of surrounding Pokémon by feebly licking the air. If it tastes an emotion it likes, it bounces about with glee.

Its psychic center of gravity lets it settle upright no matter how dizzy it grows from rolling about. Its explosions dazzle the mind.

It adores the fleetingly rare Strib Berries that grow in Hoenn; no other Berry will do. It wiggles about in ecstasy when it gets a hold of one.

Despite seeking only other Venufree, it avoids humans and all other Pokémon entirely. It sprays an ultra-dense cloud of pollen to defend itself.

Once believed to have existed only in prehistory, Venurow dominate the marshlands in swathes. Urban legend warns that inhaling the spore-thick air around one will leave you permanently mute.

Most often seen hibernating, its lethargic movement belies its short fuse. Its destructive power when angered could set a whole rainforest ablaze.

A popular folk tale advises against recklessly handling Arcode. Its explosions are said to annihilate entire regions in the blink of an eye.

It shoots across the cosmos at the speed of sound. Its power is vast, but it has no control over it.

It blasts anything around it with bolts of searing fire at the slightest provocation. Many who have wished to tame it have been brushed off as insane.

Arcsel is notoriously known for being massively arrogant. It grows stronger as it becomes more prideful.

Its existence is spoken of only in culinary legend. Consuming its immensely rich milk is believed to briefly make you one with the universe.

It oddly resembles a sinister figure in Hisuian legend, but it is largely benevolent. It is also immensely shy, actively avoiding those who seek it.

Its bloom is thought to be a sister species to a long-extinct flower that once grew abundantly in Kalos. It attacks with iridescent bursts of pollen.

Its affable nature and legendary pacifism stem from its boundless power. Myth speaks of those who enrage it being smited endlessly without remorse.

Arcedge assumes the form of a legendary sword told of in Kalosian myth. The sword was said to have liberated the region from a cruel dark knight.

Its eighteen spines are said to contain the power of every type there is. It rains divine justice on the wicked in the form of millions of needles.

Juvenile Nidoedge have stubby blades that grow longer as they near evolution. Each one bears a unique pattern of spots on its tassel; some collectors are known to breed them for spots with distinct shapes.

It paints enormous, colorful murals on mountainsides. It is followed everywhere by a mini-nose that can undo any unsatisfactory brushstroke it makes.

When confronted by a powerful foe, its wing-like tail flutters, exuding a peaceful aura that leaves its opponents in a majestic trance.

It was once believed that Nidoedge's blade was a tooth that mutated. In truth, the head that has formed around it is a result of drastic metamorphosis of its hilt.

It has complete control over the flow of time within a fifty mile radius of itself. Unfortunately, it lacks the willpower to use it effectively.

Giraedge feeds on the chaos and unrest of other Pokémon. It often appears in densely-populated areas and scares the denizens there, causing enormous stampedes.

It appears in desolate locations to those who have lost all hope and inspires them to begin new lives. Its eerie aura makes remembering it impossible.

Darksey is fiercely protective of its kin, carrying things like Toxic Orbs in their pouch to trick other Pokémon looking to steal its eggs.

The clacking of its turning gears induces drowsiness. Those who fall asleep to the sound report being unable to dream.

It inhabits an old and worn-out tablet. Those who pick up its pen are cursed with an overwhelming urge to create art.

Long, fine hairs sparsely cover its body. They shimmer like stars even in the pitch-black depths of the sea.

Clefturn is also called the “Galaxy of the Deep”. The largest ones can be seen glowing from the ocean's surface even at depths the sun cannot reach.

Clefsey draws an ethereal liquid into its syringe on full-moon nights. Anyone injected with this substance will forever lose the need for sleep.

It is mostly sedentary, soaking up power from the stars. When struck by the full moon, the majestic radiance of its blossom entrances all that see it.

This Pokémon is cowardly and will hide in its sheath at even the slightest provocation. Clefedge never forgets a face, however, and it sheds its timidity under the full moon to hunt those who dared harm it.

It sleeps all day, flapping its wings as if locked in a nightmare. On days preceding a full moon, however, it dreams sweetly and calmly.

A searing-hot star gleams at the end of its tail. When it unveils its full power, the star outshines the night sky.

Its sturdy glass shell restrains the full force of its fury. If it were to shatter, Chandeldoom could raze entire towns clean.

A hollowed-out Babiri Berry serves as its helmet. It obsessively hoards red-tinted leaves and spicy mints to replace its imitation horns as they wilt.

It relies solely on curious Trainers to roll it in order to get around. Rarely, ones with seven- or eight-spotted sides have been seen.

Its comical shape makes it both too awkward for bird Pokémon to get a hold of and endearing enough for Trainers to catch it out of sheer pity.

A flame singes the tips of its wings, scattering ashes that coat and protect it. This process is harmless to Charfree but hazardous to others.

Though large in size and boisterous in ego, its battling capabilities are middling at best. Its vanity simmers as it nears evolution.

Nearing the vibrant tags on its head instills an eerie sense of dread. It's believed that your wish will come true if you can manage to steal one.

If a Trainer happens to lose every Pokémon they have, it will silently guide them home. Some say it was once a Pokémon that became lost itself.

It pulverizes boulders with its pincers in search of rare ores, which it studiously collects. It appears to despise Black Augurite, however.

The flame of its flower is kept alive by enormous amounts of pollen. Anyone burnt by these flames will be plagued with lifelong allergies.

Its plush skin and diminutive body lets it squeeze into spaces half its size with ease. When threatened, it whacks its enemies with its sturdy tail.

Despite its meager size, it's deceptively strong. A single whack of its tail hits harder than some professional baseball players.

The spines on its back is formed from superheated glass. It fires these sharp quills in multitudes when startled.

Its sheath looks just like a hairy bug, so bird Pokémon often peck at it fruitlessly. By the time they realize their mistake, it is too late - Venoedge has already begun draining their life force.

Its fork-like blades let it scrape leaves clean off branches by the dozen. The leaves shrivel and die rapidly as they come detached since Venoedge is feeding off their energy.

If anyone dares to tread on its ground, it holds them in place with its three blades. The end of its sash is long and broad to more swiftly feed on the life force of larger Pokémon and is muddy to prevent escape.

If you're suddenly struck by a thrown egg, it means Primesey has taken a liking to you. Its eggs have a sharp metallic aftertaste to them.

Its craving for battle is unmatched. When it catches the scent of a nearby Pokémon, it wildly flails the fists on its sash about without any regard towards even its own safety.

It sleeps soundly in unsuspecting people's spoon drawers. If the drawer it rests in is opened, it hurriedly teleports to another drawer far away.

It is very strong but largely unintelligent. It will ram into large Pokémon without thinking twice, even those that could topple it in a heartbeat.

Miniature Bellsprout known as "wards" guard its body, spitting slimy acid at anything that tries to pick it up. The wards are controlled wholly by the spirit of the departed Honedge whose body they protect.

As it slithers along the shore, its tough shell shields its squishy body from flying Pokémon. If turned onto its back, it melts away in the sun.

When a Shellder bit down on this Pokémon's sheath, it rapidly evolved to encompass it. It now likes to occasionally bite Slowedge's hilt, but Slowedge doesn't seem to mind.

An unfortunate pair of Magnemite have become stuck to either end of its magnetized hilt. It manipulates them to draw in Skarmory, which it then zaps and skewers.

Blending in with the trees, it dangles its feathers like dead leaves. When bug Pokémon approach, it whacks them with one of its two hardy handles.

Its three capricious minds often cannot decide where to take it. When they do think alike, it runs frighteningly quick.

Even in the hands of trusted Trainers, it is needy and vain. If its pearlescent mace isn't polished regularly, it will slowly sap its Trainer's life force until they polish it well.

When exposed to the moonlight, Gasflora's gaseous petals glimmer radiantly. Under bright sunshine, they shine like fire.