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a white butterfly
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a white butterfly
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" hm, i forgot what i was doing.. "
PERSONALITY
in her own mind, is where you'll find elsie. she has her own way of thinking, her own sense of humor, and most unique are the way she forms relationships -- sometimes quickly, and sometimes not at all. she has trouble staying focused, and has a daisy chain of thoughts that can be hard for her to communicate to others. she is easily bored, and entertains herself with her own day dreams if she isn't out avidly exploring. she loves getting lost, be it outside or in thought; she enjoys long conversations about anything, can be unintentionally poetic, and enjoys small sentimental gifts. her reasoning is usually actually very sound and logical, she isn't an overly emotional person and is typically quite mellow. she avoids drama, is triggered by yelling, and prefers to be with the people she has let in her comfort zone which are few and far in between. she loves helping others, but won't often risk her life for a stranger; although she can be seen as naive, she is typically quite distrusting. her biggest flaw would likely be that she puts more in for others than she gets in return, and often she doesnt like to pay attention to her surroundings.
loyal | soft spoken | selective memory | generally indifferent
upset by bad things so she avoids them
upset by bad things so she avoids them
HISTORY
elsie doesn't know why she's pursuing the league, but it would appear that perhaps she wants to prove to everyone she's more than an airy girl.
taken away as a child from an unfit family, elsie's aunt was made her legal guardian till the age of fifteen where els would fight for and win emancipation. she spent years in a ratty old house nurturing a lot of neglected animals her aunt would catch just to own or sell them, somewhat of a shady poaching business even, and they often went without proper food or medical care; elsie wasn't treateed much better, but did spend her time trying to make life more comfortable for them. there were times when she was locked outside of the house, likely the forgotten tenant, and was forced to sit on the porch for days and listen to an annoying pair of chimes that would clunk together for hours and thus she greatly dislikes them; els has also developed a fear of furfou, as her aunt had one dog i particular that guarded certain parts of the house and had gotten after els as a child on several occasions. she learned to tune out her surroundings, but developed a hatred for injustice and just over all unpleasant people; her true feelings have been buried under her guise of air headedness, but realistically she just avoids a lot of things or tries not to think about anything too much.
taken away as a child from an unfit family, elsie's aunt was made her legal guardian till the age of fifteen where els would fight for and win emancipation. she spent years in a ratty old house nurturing a lot of neglected animals her aunt would catch just to own or sell them, somewhat of a shady poaching business even, and they often went without proper food or medical care; elsie wasn't treateed much better, but did spend her time trying to make life more comfortable for them. there were times when she was locked outside of the house, likely the forgotten tenant, and was forced to sit on the porch for days and listen to an annoying pair of chimes that would clunk together for hours and thus she greatly dislikes them; els has also developed a fear of furfou, as her aunt had one dog i particular that guarded certain parts of the house and had gotten after els as a child on several occasions. she learned to tune out her surroundings, but developed a hatred for injustice and just over all unpleasant people; her true feelings have been buried under her guise of air headedness, but realistically she just avoids a lot of things or tries not to think about anything too much.
TRIVIA
♡ hates wind chimes
♡ furfou phobia
♡ loves rainy weather
♡ forgets to eat
♡ furfou phobia
♡ loves rainy weather
♡ forgets to eat
♡ prefers bare feet
♡ not afraid to get wet
♡ is most remembered for her beautiful long hair
♡ not afraid to get wet
♡ is most remembered for her beautiful long hair
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norway
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Darkmaster006
roleplaying is fun!
Artemisa
- Name: Artemisa
Occupation: Biker, trainer, hiker, archaeologist
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Home-town: Ambrette Town, Kalos (Moved at an early age to Cyllage City, Kalos)
Height: 170 cm
Hair Colour: Grey
Eye Colour: Green
Goals: Expand her knowledge. Fulfill her aspirations. Have more hobbies. Have fun.
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Theo713
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Zeke Bowman
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Ezekiel “Zeke” Bowman
Age: 17
Hometown: Brakish Town
Personality: If Zeke were to be described in one word, it would be bookworm. Whether it be reading, writing, drawing, or simply at the pages to avoid awkward situations, Zeke's nose is always stuck in a book.
History: Zeke was born in an ordinary, every day city on an ordinary, every day day. There was nothing special about him or his birth, and neither was there anything not so special. He was born, as babies are, on just another day of the week. He, his home town, his city, his state, his country, his world. Everything about them were all completely normal. As normal as normal could be in any day and age such as ours. For the majority of his life, Spencer traveled with his parents where ever their archaeological lives took them. The pyramids. The jungles. The deserts. You name it, he had been there. As he grew and learned Zeke would take on the role of Cataloger, making sure every discovery was recorded, when, where, by whom, the technique used, and the list just went on. It was obvious he would eventually become an Archaeologist like his parents, and so they made sure to start his training early for when they believed he would be ready to take their places.
While living life this way was fun and exciting, it left little time for him to make any real friends his age. People you couldn't take with you when you left suddenly. Not legally anyway. The few teens he did meet his age were blank faces, names forgotten as soon as they walked away. Books on the other hand were a different story altogether. Books you could take anywhere, pick up on your time and put down when you were ready. Books never teased or argued or belittled their reader. They exist for the sole purpose of bringing joy to their owner's lives. So you could imagine Zeke's surprise and delight when, on his and his parent's latest Archaeological venture, they found a book they hadn't expected to find. Bound in what appeared to be tanned flesh and written in ink that still appeared to consist of a faint trace of crimson, the book itself was very well preserved given how long it had been lost to time.
Strangest of all was the fact that the book was written in a language completely foreign to the forest temple it had been discovered in. Try and try and try again, the trio of dungeon delvers could not make sense of the strange book's language. After a month the three only felt safe in deeming two of these words as “decoded.” Palkia and Dialgia. What were these words? What did they mean? Zeke wasn't sure, but he was going to find out. One night after his parents had gone to bed, Zeke was busy once again trying, and feeling as though he was failing, to decipher another word in the book. “I wonder...if this is a word lost to time. How cool would that be? An unknown word.” Zeke would mutter to himself, closing his eyes and yawning, wiping the sleepy tears from his eyes. He turned from the book and stood, standing and stretching. “Time for bed Zeker. You're startin to talk crazy talk.” Yes, he spoke to himself. He knew he was carrying on an intelligent conversation as long as he did. He turned back to the book, to close it for the evening, when he saw something that made him freeze in his tracks.
The characters that made up the book had come to life straight off the page and were dancing around, Zeke staring wide eyed. It took him a minute, but Zeke would eventually reach up and smack himself in the face in a vain attempt to bring himself back to reality. There was no way this was actually happening, was it? The sound of skin on skin was enough to not only make Zeke question his sanity, but also draw the attention of the living characters. In unison the characters would shift and turn in his direction, Zeke drawing breath to scream but unable to produce the desired sound as he suddenly found himself engulfed in the characters of the book. It was the strangest sensation. The characters didn't sting. Didn't hurt. Didn't tickle. They just...existed. They were just there. One by one the characters would eventually begin to unravel from Zeke's form, the ones touching flesh reminding him of the feeling of skin peeling after having sunburn. It wasn't until the last letter fell that Zeke dared to move, taking in a ragged, frightened breath. What had happened? Where was he? Was he still sane? And most importantly, what was this blue cat standing on two feet, looking up at him like he was a ghost?
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[/U]| I read somewhere... Zeke |
Ezekiel “Zeke” Bowman
Age: 17
Hometown: Brakish Town
Personality: If Zeke were to be described in one word, it would be bookworm. Whether it be reading, writing, drawing, or simply at the pages to avoid awkward situations, Zeke's nose is always stuck in a book.
History: Zeke was born in an ordinary, every day city on an ordinary, every day day. There was nothing special about him or his birth, and neither was there anything not so special. He was born, as babies are, on just another day of the week. He, his home town, his city, his state, his country, his world. Everything about them were all completely normal. As normal as normal could be in any day and age such as ours. For the majority of his life, Spencer traveled with his parents where ever their archaeological lives took them. The pyramids. The jungles. The deserts. You name it, he had been there. As he grew and learned Zeke would take on the role of Cataloger, making sure every discovery was recorded, when, where, by whom, the technique used, and the list just went on. It was obvious he would eventually become an Archaeologist like his parents, and so they made sure to start his training early for when they believed he would be ready to take their places.
While living life this way was fun and exciting, it left little time for him to make any real friends his age. People you couldn't take with you when you left suddenly. Not legally anyway. The few teens he did meet his age were blank faces, names forgotten as soon as they walked away. Books on the other hand were a different story altogether. Books you could take anywhere, pick up on your time and put down when you were ready. Books never teased or argued or belittled their reader. They exist for the sole purpose of bringing joy to their owner's lives. So you could imagine Zeke's surprise and delight when, on his and his parent's latest Archaeological venture, they found a book they hadn't expected to find. Bound in what appeared to be tanned flesh and written in ink that still appeared to consist of a faint trace of crimson, the book itself was very well preserved given how long it had been lost to time.
Strangest of all was the fact that the book was written in a language completely foreign to the forest temple it had been discovered in. Try and try and try again, the trio of dungeon delvers could not make sense of the strange book's language. After a month the three only felt safe in deeming two of these words as “decoded.” Palkia and Dialgia. What were these words? What did they mean? Zeke wasn't sure, but he was going to find out. One night after his parents had gone to bed, Zeke was busy once again trying, and feeling as though he was failing, to decipher another word in the book. “I wonder...if this is a word lost to time. How cool would that be? An unknown word.” Zeke would mutter to himself, closing his eyes and yawning, wiping the sleepy tears from his eyes. He turned from the book and stood, standing and stretching. “Time for bed Zeker. You're startin to talk crazy talk.” Yes, he spoke to himself. He knew he was carrying on an intelligent conversation as long as he did. He turned back to the book, to close it for the evening, when he saw something that made him freeze in his tracks.
The characters that made up the book had come to life straight off the page and were dancing around, Zeke staring wide eyed. It took him a minute, but Zeke would eventually reach up and smack himself in the face in a vain attempt to bring himself back to reality. There was no way this was actually happening, was it? The sound of skin on skin was enough to not only make Zeke question his sanity, but also draw the attention of the living characters. In unison the characters would shift and turn in his direction, Zeke drawing breath to scream but unable to produce the desired sound as he suddenly found himself engulfed in the characters of the book. It was the strangest sensation. The characters didn't sting. Didn't hurt. Didn't tickle. They just...existed. They were just there. One by one the characters would eventually begin to unravel from Zeke's form, the ones touching flesh reminding him of the feeling of skin peeling after having sunburn. It wasn't until the last letter fell that Zeke dared to move, taking in a ragged, frightened breath. What had happened? Where was he? Was he still sane? And most importantly, what was this blue cat standing on two feet, looking up at him like he was a ghost?
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Nico
Care Bears... prepare to stare!
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Short History:
Maple was born to a well off family in Anistar City, they lived in a cozy house and enjoyed a quieter life. His father worked as a PokeCenter assistant and his mother worked as the manager of the PokeMart. Though their son, Maple would be riddled with illness throughout his childhood. He was always riddled with coughs and fever. He never really had a normal school life and childhood. His grandmother homeschooled him. He grew up always watching Pokemon Tournaments and wished to be on that stage one day. Nothing would stop him once he got his ok from his doctor a sixteen and started to travel towards Luminose City.
Trivia:
- Maple aims to be a Pokemon Researcher and visit all the other regions.
-He's right-handed.
- He carries a case of pills in his oversized messenger bag. Without them, he'll surely get too sick to go on.
-He likes Poison, Dark, Ghost, Psychic and Fairy Types
Bisexual
Short History:
Maple was born to a well off family in Anistar City, they lived in a cozy house and enjoyed a quieter life. His father worked as a PokeCenter assistant and his mother worked as the manager of the PokeMart. Though their son, Maple would be riddled with illness throughout his childhood. He was always riddled with coughs and fever. He never really had a normal school life and childhood. His grandmother homeschooled him. He grew up always watching Pokemon Tournaments and wished to be on that stage one day. Nothing would stop him once he got his ok from his doctor a sixteen and started to travel towards Luminose City.
Trivia:
- Maple aims to be a Pokemon Researcher and visit all the other regions.
-He's right-handed.
- He carries a case of pills in his oversized messenger bag. Without them, he'll surely get too sick to go on.
-He likes Poison, Dark, Ghost, Psychic and Fairy Types
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Zufaix
The Moosic Man
Name:
Solis Wert
Hometown: Cyllage City
Age: 15
Personality: Solis is a well-mannered and gentle person, however he is indecisive and a bit timid. He also has a bad habit of showing up to the party late, mostly due to him constantly misplacing his belongings. He eventually finds them but it does take a bit of time.
Appearance:
(Minus the wing cape cause I couldn't find a picture without it.)
Short Biography: Solis was born and raised in Cyllage and was brought up through a normal middle class family. He always had what he needed but was never spoiled. He does have a tendency to lose things inherited from his father, but he also inherited his fashion sense from his mother. He enjoys looking at different combinations of clothing and the styles that can be made out of it. He is often seen frequenting the boutique and seeing all of the new fashion that came in for that season.
When he was younger he noticed a group of Mienshao who seemed to be travelling through Route 8 and he was mesmerized by they're long whip-like arms and flowing movements that reminded him of the beauty of a flowing dress in the wind. He found it stunning and beautiful and couldn't take his eyes off of them. He continued to follow them throughout the rest of the evening and as he did he decided it was getting late and should head home. As he was getting up he looked to his right and noticed there was a Mienfoo next to him that was fixated on watching the Mienshao.
How long have you been there? He thought to himself. It was only after watching the Mienfoo for a bit that he realized, they had both been there since the begining and neither of them had noticed each other.
"Do you want to be like them?" As he said those words the Mienfoo turned her head on a dime and quickly backed away. As she realized what they boy in front of her and asked, she energetically nodded her head. And they have been inseperable ever since.
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Solis' Team:
Hometown: Cyllage City
Age: 15
Personality: Solis is a well-mannered and gentle person, however he is indecisive and a bit timid. He also has a bad habit of showing up to the party late, mostly due to him constantly misplacing his belongings. He eventually finds them but it does take a bit of time.
Appearance:
Short Biography: Solis was born and raised in Cyllage and was brought up through a normal middle class family. He always had what he needed but was never spoiled. He does have a tendency to lose things inherited from his father, but he also inherited his fashion sense from his mother. He enjoys looking at different combinations of clothing and the styles that can be made out of it. He is often seen frequenting the boutique and seeing all of the new fashion that came in for that season.
When he was younger he noticed a group of Mienshao who seemed to be travelling through Route 8 and he was mesmerized by they're long whip-like arms and flowing movements that reminded him of the beauty of a flowing dress in the wind. He found it stunning and beautiful and couldn't take his eyes off of them. He continued to follow them throughout the rest of the evening and as he did he decided it was getting late and should head home. As he was getting up he looked to his right and noticed there was a Mienfoo next to him that was fixated on watching the Mienshao.
How long have you been there? He thought to himself. It was only after watching the Mienfoo for a bit that he realized, they had both been there since the begining and neither of them had noticed each other.
"Do you want to be like them?" As he said those words the Mienfoo turned her head on a dime and quickly backed away. As she realized what they boy in front of her and asked, she energetically nodded her head. And they have been inseperable ever since.
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mdebourg
Senior Member
Name Andy Richter
Gender
Age 20
Hometown: Mahogany Town- Jotho
Appearance: : 5' 7'' white hair done in a buzz cut, fairly thin (think 160 lbsCarries a smile of cautious optimism, keeping a close eye out for new friends or unexpected events or new areas. Andy walks with great posture giving off an air of confidence that most people will take notice of, it makes him quite easy to talk to without looking as if he's seeking attention. He does have a little case of acne leftover from his earlier teenage years, though it's so minor people could possibly mistake that for freckles. Appearance: Long Khaki pants that have quite a few pockets, with the leg sections going down to the sneakers, a light blue polo long sleeve shirt black sneakers with a Pikachu tail thunderbolt design. Andy also packed a pair of blue jeans, a thick sweater that's mainly gray with red sleeves and tan leather boots for Tundra-like areas. As long as the clothes are clean, Andy isn't one for fashion though he could resemble a walking kaleidoscope to some. Aside from that, he will always strive to look presentable.
Personality: Andy is eager to observe the world around him and somewhat inquisitive. That inquisitiveness has made him very bright in terms of knowledge of nature but has also led to an unhealthy sense of danger because of it. Due to still being young, he is still a little naive, which results in him falling for pranks, such as April Fools pranks. However, when this does happen, he will see it as a learning experience and, in fact occasionally going along with it knowing full well that it’s a prank for the sake of humor. One example of this comes from Ratattas or other prankster pokémon hiding his items all over Mahogany Town, the pokémon themselves belonging to other trainers. The scavenger hunts don't bother him as he sees the pokémon as being playful or silly. Andy has high morals and won't allow anything to happen to his friends, going out of his way to try and settle disputes between other locals, even though it's clearly none of his business, telling the truth whenever he does something wrong, or just being around for people that have had bad days. This does lead to him getting into some sticky situations, however, such as people ignoring Andy during a dispute, at which point he will leave them alone.
Andy will start out shy to any person or pokèmon but will gradually warm up to them as time goes on and strive above most things to keep his friends happy, beware he will run away from anyone that lashes out at him. Battle-wise Andy favors being more on the defensive side, envisioning pokémon battles to be more like chess matches rather than matches of power preferring to pick his opponents apart with strategy instead
Long as heck Backstory because why not?: Born into a quaint, moderately sized house in Mahogany Town Andy was an introvert at the start of his childhood, clinging mainly to his parents, Bob and Martha Richter for protection due to extreme shyness. This led to him being homeschooled and learning basic reading, writing, and math from them. The parents wanted him to make some friends with any other kids at their favorite spot, which also happens to be where the parents met, , Corsola Cove, around Mt Mortar, dubbed that due to the abundance of Corsola present. However, if they tried to help him he would run away without saying a word with a very scared expression on his face, thus leading the local kids in Mahogany to label him an oddball.
This continued until age 6 during one routine day at Andy's now favorite area. He was busy making little designs in the sand, with his parents watching him while they were lounging around. That is until a Water Ball pokémon popped its head out of the water. The Azurill, as identified by Mr. and Mrs. Richter who still carried pokèdexes just in case, merrily bounced up to the trio with a squeak. This was Andy's first encounter with a pokémon so initially, he recoiled away from it. The Aqua Mouse Pokémon just waved its bouncy tail at him, smiled and squeaked once more which made Andy more cautious now more than afraid as he reached out to pet the Marill of which it took full comfort in. Bob and Martha saw this occur and became overjoyed that their bundle of nerves seemed to have taken a shine to a pokémon and potential new friend. After a whole day of play by Andy and his new found poké-friend, Azurill, the Richters got ready to return to Mahogany Town. Before they left, she squeaked again, waved using that tail of hers and walked back into the lake.
From then on, Andy slowly became more outgoing. By age 10 thanks to repeated visits to see Azurill, he was at least being more vocal with the Mahogany Town locals, unless it was the first time meeting a person, in that case, he would start out timid but warm up to him or her after a few minutes of conversation. Andy's homeschooling was going well too, he was learning Middle School levels of reading, writing, and math. Though he was homeschooling well, he wasn't as interested as much. His love of nature though never really diminished still wanting to go to places along Johto such as Corsola Cove, Ecruteak City, and Olivine City, as well as keeping an eye on his neighbors' potted plants.
During the year before his 16th birthday, Andy’s adventurous side started showing up. He would sneak out during the night to explore the areas around Mahogany; not going too much farther than that because he didn't want to worry his mom and dad, he was very respectful of them after all. He yearned to head to rest of the Johto region learning about the many cultures and pokémon present throughout with his own pokémon, little did he know they both were planning quite a surprise for him. On his 18th birthday, the parents let him have a chance at his own adventure, before all that though, was the usual happy birthday Andy followed by the birthday cake and presents which included a backpack, a shell bell, a flashlight as well as a very special, secret surprise that Andy's parents decided to keep secret from him, a certain blue mouse. The soon-to-be Nurse. was very excited about all the goodies until he remembered he still needed a pokémon. Suddenly, he heard a familiar sounding squeak. He lit up like a Blitzle charging up a Thunder attack. He picked up the Aqua Mouse and paraded around the house and hugged it followed by the parents for getting his first real friend. Andy became ecstatic, he now had everything he needed to start his adventure; with that, he bolted out the door with all the gifts and Aquamarine, an affectionate name for his first pokémon, in tow after one last goodbye hug from his parents.
Goals for him being to be a Nurse, breeder or Ranger, plot dependant really.
Pokemon:
SPECIES: Azurill
Nickname: Aquamarine
GENDER: Female
LEVEL: 5
ABILITY: Huge Power
Personality: This rodent is Andy's first pokemon and first real friend that wasn't his parents. The mouse being full of energy to experience the region with him. Where Andy lets things happen with other people he meets, she will rush up to most pokemon and introduce herself, excited at making new poke-friends. Usually, she is seen bouncing along on either side of Andy, being a golden-hearted mouse. That is unless the pokemon is of the poison typing, in which she is deathly scared of them, not just the weakness factor either. During a trip through Route 42 when both had just begun their journey together, they ran into probably the worst pokemon one could encounter on that route, a Golbat. While he knew after a scan of the pokemon that they didn't have a chance, the bat saw her as more of a snack, able to bite into her with its poisonous fangs. Least Bob and Martha were able to help out with an Arcanine and a Ninetales between them. Needless to say, it was off to the pokemon center to heal her back up. The mouse now has a quirk where she shudders at the sight of poisons in general, other types don't bother her at all unless they show poison moves in battle, then its back to treating them as if they are a poison type pokemon.
Gender
Age 20
Hometown: Mahogany Town- Jotho
Appearance: : 5' 7'' white hair done in a buzz cut, fairly thin (think 160 lbsCarries a smile of cautious optimism, keeping a close eye out for new friends or unexpected events or new areas. Andy walks with great posture giving off an air of confidence that most people will take notice of, it makes him quite easy to talk to without looking as if he's seeking attention. He does have a little case of acne leftover from his earlier teenage years, though it's so minor people could possibly mistake that for freckles. Appearance: Long Khaki pants that have quite a few pockets, with the leg sections going down to the sneakers, a light blue polo long sleeve shirt black sneakers with a Pikachu tail thunderbolt design. Andy also packed a pair of blue jeans, a thick sweater that's mainly gray with red sleeves and tan leather boots for Tundra-like areas. As long as the clothes are clean, Andy isn't one for fashion though he could resemble a walking kaleidoscope to some. Aside from that, he will always strive to look presentable.
Personality: Andy is eager to observe the world around him and somewhat inquisitive. That inquisitiveness has made him very bright in terms of knowledge of nature but has also led to an unhealthy sense of danger because of it. Due to still being young, he is still a little naive, which results in him falling for pranks, such as April Fools pranks. However, when this does happen, he will see it as a learning experience and, in fact occasionally going along with it knowing full well that it’s a prank for the sake of humor. One example of this comes from Ratattas or other prankster pokémon hiding his items all over Mahogany Town, the pokémon themselves belonging to other trainers. The scavenger hunts don't bother him as he sees the pokémon as being playful or silly. Andy has high morals and won't allow anything to happen to his friends, going out of his way to try and settle disputes between other locals, even though it's clearly none of his business, telling the truth whenever he does something wrong, or just being around for people that have had bad days. This does lead to him getting into some sticky situations, however, such as people ignoring Andy during a dispute, at which point he will leave them alone.
Andy will start out shy to any person or pokèmon but will gradually warm up to them as time goes on and strive above most things to keep his friends happy, beware he will run away from anyone that lashes out at him. Battle-wise Andy favors being more on the defensive side, envisioning pokémon battles to be more like chess matches rather than matches of power preferring to pick his opponents apart with strategy instead
Long as heck Backstory because why not?: Born into a quaint, moderately sized house in Mahogany Town Andy was an introvert at the start of his childhood, clinging mainly to his parents, Bob and Martha Richter for protection due to extreme shyness. This led to him being homeschooled and learning basic reading, writing, and math from them. The parents wanted him to make some friends with any other kids at their favorite spot, which also happens to be where the parents met, , Corsola Cove, around Mt Mortar, dubbed that due to the abundance of Corsola present. However, if they tried to help him he would run away without saying a word with a very scared expression on his face, thus leading the local kids in Mahogany to label him an oddball.
This continued until age 6 during one routine day at Andy's now favorite area. He was busy making little designs in the sand, with his parents watching him while they were lounging around. That is until a Water Ball pokémon popped its head out of the water. The Azurill, as identified by Mr. and Mrs. Richter who still carried pokèdexes just in case, merrily bounced up to the trio with a squeak. This was Andy's first encounter with a pokémon so initially, he recoiled away from it. The Aqua Mouse Pokémon just waved its bouncy tail at him, smiled and squeaked once more which made Andy more cautious now more than afraid as he reached out to pet the Marill of which it took full comfort in. Bob and Martha saw this occur and became overjoyed that their bundle of nerves seemed to have taken a shine to a pokémon and potential new friend. After a whole day of play by Andy and his new found poké-friend, Azurill, the Richters got ready to return to Mahogany Town. Before they left, she squeaked again, waved using that tail of hers and walked back into the lake.
From then on, Andy slowly became more outgoing. By age 10 thanks to repeated visits to see Azurill, he was at least being more vocal with the Mahogany Town locals, unless it was the first time meeting a person, in that case, he would start out timid but warm up to him or her after a few minutes of conversation. Andy's homeschooling was going well too, he was learning Middle School levels of reading, writing, and math. Though he was homeschooling well, he wasn't as interested as much. His love of nature though never really diminished still wanting to go to places along Johto such as Corsola Cove, Ecruteak City, and Olivine City, as well as keeping an eye on his neighbors' potted plants.
During the year before his 16th birthday, Andy’s adventurous side started showing up. He would sneak out during the night to explore the areas around Mahogany; not going too much farther than that because he didn't want to worry his mom and dad, he was very respectful of them after all. He yearned to head to rest of the Johto region learning about the many cultures and pokémon present throughout with his own pokémon, little did he know they both were planning quite a surprise for him. On his 18th birthday, the parents let him have a chance at his own adventure, before all that though, was the usual happy birthday Andy followed by the birthday cake and presents which included a backpack, a shell bell, a flashlight as well as a very special, secret surprise that Andy's parents decided to keep secret from him, a certain blue mouse. The soon-to-be Nurse. was very excited about all the goodies until he remembered he still needed a pokémon. Suddenly, he heard a familiar sounding squeak. He lit up like a Blitzle charging up a Thunder attack. He picked up the Aqua Mouse and paraded around the house and hugged it followed by the parents for getting his first real friend. Andy became ecstatic, he now had everything he needed to start his adventure; with that, he bolted out the door with all the gifts and Aquamarine, an affectionate name for his first pokémon, in tow after one last goodbye hug from his parents.
Goals for him being to be a Nurse, breeder or Ranger, plot dependant really.
Pokemon:
SPECIES: Azurill
Nickname: Aquamarine
GENDER: Female
LEVEL: 5
ABILITY: Huge Power
Personality: This rodent is Andy's first pokemon and first real friend that wasn't his parents. The mouse being full of energy to experience the region with him. Where Andy lets things happen with other people he meets, she will rush up to most pokemon and introduce herself, excited at making new poke-friends. Usually, she is seen bouncing along on either side of Andy, being a golden-hearted mouse. That is unless the pokemon is of the poison typing, in which she is deathly scared of them, not just the weakness factor either. During a trip through Route 42 when both had just begun their journey together, they ran into probably the worst pokemon one could encounter on that route, a Golbat. While he knew after a scan of the pokemon that they didn't have a chance, the bat saw her as more of a snack, able to bite into her with its poisonous fangs. Least Bob and Martha were able to help out with an Arcanine and a Ninetales between them. Needless to say, it was off to the pokemon center to heal her back up. The mouse now has a quirk where she shudders at the sight of poisons in general, other types don't bother her at all unless they show poison moves in battle, then its back to treating them as if they are a poison type pokemon.
Arael
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