Name: Phoebe Jones

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Appearance: Phoebe is very pale, like most of the Station-raised kids of her generation. She's paler than them, though, from a lack of sun and genetics, so much that she's been repeatedly tested for anemia. (All tests came back negative, thank Arceus. Medicine is stretched then as is.) Her hair is a thick, curly mess of brown, which her mother keeps trying to tame but simply cannot, and so she ties it in a ponytail hidden under her hand-me-down fur hoodie. Phoebe has grey-blue eyes and prescription goggles that block out the strong winds and fix her eyesight. She's coming to the surface with a hiker's backpack stuffed to the brim with supplies, her six rusted pokeballs, and a damaged Pokedex. 

Background: Phoebe grew up in Station 5 as one of the Station-raised generation. Her parents were brought there as young children, also used to life underground. Her dad does odd-jobs; painting, lifting supplies, working with the Pokemon herds, etc, while her mother chose to help the humans as a nurse/pharmacist, prescribing drugs and giving shots to the sick and wounded. Phoebe went to school in one of the many crowded "buildings" made of sheets of metal and plastic. She made lots of friends, both with humans and pokemon. On her fifteenth birthday, Phoebe went down to the local Pokemon shop and traded a bushel of corn ears for Twin the Girafarig. Quite a low price, actually. Girafarigs aren't good for much other than battling. No milk, not too much meat, and not too good for helping carry things. The shopkeep was all too ready to get rid of him. 

Phoebe isn't quite sure what she wants to do as a career. She doesn't aspire towards the careers her school prepares children for: trader, doctor, farmer, ranch hand, council member, or breeder. She loves pokemon and people equally. She knows she wants to explore the world and train pokemon, but you can't make much money out of that.

Team: 

Twin - Girafarig - Male - Level 5 - Inner Focus
Confusion - Tackle - Astonish - Odor Sleuth

Legendary Egg: Mew

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Name: Artyom Chernov

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Background: Artyom grew up in Pallet Town, the tiny point of civilization in a giant desert known as Route 1. His father was a trader, constantly on the road, trading with Stations and trainers for much-needed supplies. Artyom worked on their family's farm instead of going to school, like many of his generation were required. He and his siblings grew the crops needed for their family, while his mother ran the house, fashioning clothes, making dinner, milking their Miltank, etc. When Artyom's birthday came, it was expected of him to leave and make riches out in the world, like the other trainers who left and came back with strong, useful pokemon, and all sorts of luxuries. Artyom wanted to leave and make a name for himself, so he was all too happy to accept six pokeballs, and take his pet Sandile along. 

Team:
Sandy - Sandile - Female - Level 5 - Intimidate
Leer - Rage - Bite

Legendary Egg: Heatran