You may recognize Scorpio from Outnumbered and for Carbonjinxmesa I applied Scorpio to your fanfic. This will have some elements from Outnumbered (I.E. Creos)

Scorpio woke up, laying in his foster mother’s fur.

“GROWR” ‘said’ the fifteen year old. His mother just looked at him with her bright red eyes, and suddenly threw three bright red and black barbs at an approaching wolver and two mischievous chromalisk.

“Rowr” said the Snarbolax, quietly. Scorpio understand what this meant. It was time to leave the den. He shrugged on the coat that his mother had made for him and the hat made to make him look like her. Finally, he picked up the sword that he had fashioned from one of his foster mother’s barbs and the bomb that he had modified from the one that his parents had came with and several more of his foster mother’s barbs. Finally, Scorpio wiggled on the shield that he had made with, once again, some of his mother’s barbs He exited through the looming gate.
Scorpio pressed a button, and after entering, he saw several green boxes along with some of those glowing crystals he recalled from when he had been a baby. Ahead of him, he saw the thing he had been waiting his whole life to ride. It was the elevator. The young teen had barely been able to see it through the gate, even with his mother pointing it out. He kicked one of the boxes, to see what it would yield. A small coin popped out. Scorpio decided to pocket it, and after a lot of box breaking, had several of these strange coins in addition to the coins his parents had owned before death and a hexagonal coin that had a leaf symbol on it, as well as five of his mother’s fangs, to remember her. Finally, he slowly trudged onto the elevator. It shot upward with insane force. Suddenly, he was in a huge place. A city. Many people walked up to him and started looking at his cap and coat.

One said “Wow, he’s got the full Snarbolax set. But he’s not even a soldier yet, see? Does anybody recognize him from anywhere?” Scorpio didn’t understand a word any of them had said. He realized they must distinctively look like he did. Scorpio’s mother always told him what he looked like, with his big red eyes and strange brownish hue. He had never thought about what he would say when he finally took the elevator.

“Rawrg?” Scorpio noted, concerned.

“Hey, use your words, it’s not like the Snarbolax raised you.” Said one of the figures in the crowd. “Oh my god! The Snarbolax raised you didn’t it? That is the elevator you came out of, right?” Scorpio turned his head quizzically.

“Someone get this guy to HQ. He can’t talk!” Scorpio was puzzled. The same person grabbed his arm. “This is gonna be a loooooooong day.”

Well, I'd like no mercy on critique and yeah, role casting. Copy this. I really need antagonists. So, yeah....

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For those of you who actually read this, I'm gonna come back to this later.