Stubborn like a Tauros, it would be a fair assessment to say she could be described as a reckless and headstrong individual who acts before she thinks. No challenge bothers her, happily welcoming anything thrown her way with a grin. As such, she isn’t afraid to get down and dirty to get a task done.
An open book, she doesn’t bother to hide her emotions and proudly wears them on her sleeve, showcasing a fiery passion and an optimistic outlook on life, living by the mantra ‘Nothing worth having happens easy’. However, despite her inability to hide her inner thoughts, she still has a few enigmas about her. She has an odd connection and fascination with the occult, exactly why she doesn’t explain or perhaps no one can understand her response.
She also holds an adoration for strong pokemon trainers, having watched Galar league matches since she was a kid, wishing to one day become like them. After all, once she had the strength she would finally get the answer she seemed to be seeking.
Background:
Stephanie grew up for the majority of her life on a farm in Galar with her aunt, uncle and seven cousins, all of them boys, following her parent's disappearance ten years ago. From this young age, she wasn't given much slack from her 'brothers', often finding herself the target of their jokes and teasing due to her being younger and smaller than most of them. This coupled with the menial labour she tended to find herself having to help without on the property. One of the first things she learned was how to pull her weight, the mantra for hard work' drilled into her head constantly by her uncle especially.
As such her childhood mostly consisted of the usual farming life; waking up at dawn and working till dusk. At first she mostly helped out her aunt, much like her younger cousins would due to her smaller size. But as she grew up, eventually growing sick of the taunts and teasing from her older cousins she not only began to help out her uncle with the jobs more reserved for 'the big boys', she began to show an application that exceeded theirs and it wasn't long that she was beginning to outdo them, showing her competitive streak and constant desire for improvement. Though she still had to leave most of the heavier stuff like lifting to her uncle, as she was still a wee little tucker.
Seeing how expensive it would've been to send them all to school, it probably came as no surprise that Steph and her cousins were all homeschooled. It also allowed them to help out more around the property. During this time, she came upon a few books her parents had left behind. Books on the occult and the like, the subject fascinating and drawing her in from such an impressionable age. She had been somewhat close with her parents before their disappearance and every time she brought up the subject, she was quick to be shot down. ‘You’ll learn when you’re older’. As she aged, this response seemed to infuriate the girl.
The carrot her uncle always offered to reward their hard work, both on the farm and with the books, was taking them to the nearby Galar league arena to watch matches unfold. This was where she first got a taste for pokemon battling, the phenomena so different to what she was used to she couldn’t help but fall in love with it at her age. And unlike her cousins, who at first shared her feverish passion on the topic, she didn’t lose this fascination and in fact it only grew. When the opportunity arose to join the Evig league, she was about to embark on her own journey in Galar. She ultimately decided to join the new league, the excitement of being part of such an unknown, new league like this simply too good to pass up!
Kind of Pokémon you like:
Typically more of a fan for the fiery types, but anything strong or cool looking will do. Also ghosts are pretty lit.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Speaks in an odd dialect which others can struggle understanding, especially if it’s the first time hearing it. Loves a thrill She’ll never admit it, but she’s a sucker for the sappy romance novels
Items:
1x Potion
Pokédollars:
500p.
Dusk
Appearance: Species: Litwick
Gender: ♂
Type: Ghost/Fire
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 5
Moves: Astonish / Ember / Smog / Clear Smog
Ability: Infiltrator- Passes through the opposing barrier, substitute, and the like and strikes.
Appearance: A slender but maturing girl whose expression is usually presented as stoic in front of others, Clarissa has long light-purple hair and a pair of piercing purple eyes in turn to match. Outside of the public eye she can be found to smile more often around her Buneary and family, her smile can be seen to be generally small but rather distinct looking compared to her ‘usual’ self. She has a braid on the left side of her head that is secured with a purple ribbon, given to her by her grandmother, and generally keeps it on her person at all times. As well. In terms of height she is 5’8”, and her weight is 132 pounds.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: A person whose psychic powers put a strain on her from a young age, pushing her to learn to control them as well as learn to restrain herself to an extent that has shaped her personally. What became the end result was someone who outwardly enforces a well-trained stoic expression on her face, a true ‘poker face’, who might be mistaken as ‘unfeeling’ in the process. Yet despite rarely showing outward expressions of emotion in a public setting at all, behind closed doors and with loved ones and friends and trusted confidants she is more comfortable letting herself express what she is feeling. Indeed, especially since her powers began developing and she began to train with them Clarissa can be an empathetic and kind person indeed….though this, due to her powers, can be both a good thing as well as a burden that wears on her mentally to boot. Generally she will try to be polite to others, though growing up in Orre she was raised to always keep an eye out on and an ear open to the world around her respectively. This mindset of awareness has been drilled in such that to her it's as natural as breathing air, as well as becoming a personal habit in the vein of drilling herself in trying to maintain a sense of self-restraint.
Beyond this, she does have a general ‘spark’ of curiosity in her that drives her to want to learn about things or look into them. The sort of mindset someone like a field researcher or archaeologist or such might enjoy, or perhaps even befitting of a scientist like her father at that. So despite her ‘strong self-restraint’ in the personal sense, she is more liable to poke her head into something that catches her eye well enough than not depending on the particular situation and case in which something does so. In that vein, getting to be paid and looking into things in her new region of residence is certainly a bonus in her mind.
Trainer Class: Wanderer
Hometown: Pyrite Town, Orre Region
Background: Clarissa Ryte was born to Milo Ryte, a man working at the Pokemon HQ Lab in Orre but whose family lived back in The Under before it was lost, and a mother who had come from Agate Village and met her father in Pyrite Town while visiting to look for different herbs across Orre. Despite living in a version of Pyrite Town that didn’t have CIPHER involved, Clarissa was raised to be aware and wary of the sketchy types and rougher sorts that still definitely called Orre home locally and otherwise. It was a life lived always keeping one eye open, and taking occasional trips to visit her maternal grandmother in Agate Village or paternal grandparents who had moved to Phenac a few times a year. There were also many times she went to watch Colosseum fights and such at Pyrite Colosseum with her mother and/or father, being both a way to get entertainment locally as well as get to see more Pokemon outside of the battles held in Duel Square. On occasion she’d stop by the local fortune teller with her mother, perhaps, or watch TV to see whatever shows were on or whatever the ONBS was saying in the latest news stories.
Living in the Orre Region, she wasn’t exposed to a Pokemon-rich region and most often saw them when it came to watching Pokemon battles or people going about with their own Pokemon. The region itself was, after all, a notable wasteland without much in it to sustain Pokemon save for three curious areas called Pokespots where some ‘native’ pokemon had begun to appear and live in. With her father involved in helping the Pokemon HQ Lab in leading the legal and non-criminal importation of Pokemon to Orre, he would also on infrequent occasions get to go to Gateon Port and bring her back some kind of souvenir or trinkets the ships had picked up from some other far-away region. Beyond this, however, her father was often gone due to work most of the time and her mother was the one who was most at home.
At the age of five, however, a young Clarissa would find herself suddenly struck with what seemed like a debilitating condition that made her collapse in the middle of town as she went shopping with her mother. She kept mumbling about voices in her head and feeling all sorts of things even after she would wake up later, but after getting medically checked up the doctors could not find out what was wrong…until she started talking about things they’d been only ever thinking about and never said aloud. Eventually it would be confirmed that she’d begun to develop psychic powers of some sort, which in turn would lead to an attempt to grasp the situation by her parents as they tried to find out how to assist her. It wasn’t exactly an easy thing to raise a child with actual ESP in a region without so much as a school for such things.
Where the most help would end up coming from, though, would be Clarissa’s grandmother and the peaceful serenity that was Agate Town. With herbs to help the frequent headaches a younger Clarissa would get from her powers, and training to try to restrain and control herself as well as tapping into some old contacts from her trainer days who had such powers to come help, Clarissa’s grandmother would help her and even take her on walks to see the Celibi-honoring Relic Stone the village held so dear. It was also here that something of an event would help spark her curiosity to become a trainer would truly occur, back when a twelve year old Clarissa would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night after yet another day of training with a friend of her grandmother.
Feeling drawn to somewhere, the girl would wander to the Relic Stone and see it letting off little sparks of green light…like fireflies even. Yet she could feel a presence there, flitting about around her. Watching her, even, curious and yet keeping its distance. As the girl reached out to touch the Relic Stone, running a hand gently down it, the presence would suddenly appear behind her. Despite falling to the ground from the sudden spook, the younger girl was shocked to see the legendary pokemon Celebi staring right back at her as it flew lower to the ground to get a better look at her. For a moment, the girl would reach up hesitantly, with the smaller legendary pokemon reaching back to touch her hand in turn, before eventually moving back and disappearing as quickly as it had arrived again in a small flash of light.
Upon telling her grandmother, and her dirty pajamas telling some evidence of the encounter as she wandered back out of the Relic Forest in the early morning hours, it was certainly an event that struck her grandmother as unique. Of it she was told that it was ‘a blessing, a sign that [she was] meant for something great’, though the impression of it all left a sense of wonder in the girl that didn’t seem to fully fade away even as she got older.
Indeed, as she got older, and more of a handle on herself and her powers, Clarissa would become more as she has become by current times. Restrained. Reserved. Putting up a wall and a front to help her create a basis for controlling herself. Etc. It didn’t make her many potential local friends, though, but eventually to try to cheer her up she went with her father and mother to one of his visits to Gateon Port. Supposedly a new shipment of Pokemon had arrived, and he hoped to get her a pokemon of her own to keep her company. Only just having turned fourteen at the time, Clarissa came along with her parents hoping that having a pokemon would help her learn to better express herself. It would also be at this time that Clarissa would, as they walked by the Machine Shop, be struck with the feelings of something that was…suffering. It was in pain. It wanted to live. It felt….alone. All of these were something that felt, even if for a moment, all too familiar to how she’d felt all those years ago.
Without batting an eye the girl darted away down a side alley, her parents in very worried and hot pursuit, only for her to find a Buneary that seemed wounded and starving for food. It was weak, and only getting weaker, and as she took it up into her arms it seemed to look slowly up at her in the process. It was after this that Clarissa’s parents, as they arrived and watched her turn around with this hurt pokemon in her arms, would later look back on as the ‘moment that [they] realized there was some kind of connection she had to this little, injured pokemon from afar’. Clarissa would ask to bring home the little Buneary, after her and her parents raced it get it to a Pokemon Center in time, and then help care for and bring the little Buneary back to health the rest of the way after taking it to the nearest Pokemon Center in a hurry, and would want to bring it home afterward.
From here, it was a year of bonding and growing with her new Buneary that seemed to bring them both out of a ‘funk’ they had each been in. Allowed them to see more of how each other was, coming out of their shells, and ultimately leading to her Buneary getting a nickname from her and entering a Pokeball as she decided she wanted to become a proper Pokemon Trainer. Soon after this, however, Clarissa’s father would find a change in jobs and her parents would move along with her to Grand Glory City in the Evig Region so her father could work a new position he’d been hired on for at a certain Professor’s lab. Plus moving to a generally safer region, one full of many more Pokemon, was something that Clarissa’s parents felt would be healthier for her than reaching adulthood in Orre.
And so they moved to the city, and her father took up work at a different Pokemon lab and began his work there. As for Clarissa, however, it was….still going to be an adjustment. But she had her beloved Buneary with her, and he had his beloved trainer in turn. Fast-forward another year later, and her father would bring her to work one day upon request of his boss. It was here the girl was talked to for a bit by the Professor, before eventually being made the offer to take up a Pokedex and go out into the Evig Region! It was something that would enable the start of her own ambition to become a trainer, it would help her better familiarize herself with her new home, and, well it was an opportunity that she and a certain Buneary could seize with their own two hands! What could go wrong?
Kind of Pokémon you like: Pokemon she can empathize with, or form some sort of bond or connection to. Ones that in perhaps some way can be or are relatable to her and, yet individuals of their own who can grow alongside her and vice-versa of course. That is what matters most in the end for her.
Yet one cannot deny either that she seems drawn more toward little ‘oddities’ of Pokemon as well, whether common ones or uncommon ones alike, with a personality that seem out of the way or are ‘outcasts’ or that can be found in little holes in the wall or cast-out places in a sense. Things like her Buneary that made his way far from home on its own adventure, coming from far away, or a Murkrow or some peculiar ghost type like a Mimikyu that lives out of an abandoned factory in the ramshackle part of town and the shadows. Things like an ancient Pokemon brought back from a fossil from long ago, such as a Lilleep or Kabuto, a mischievous prankster of a personality who enjoys a bit of fun here but for whom such a personality might seem a bit ‘out of place’, or something that lives in the surrounding hills such as an Absol-....w-wait a second here! There might be a pattern!
It might be, in part that is, Clarissa accidentally has a sort of natural penchant for the sort of Pokemon that seem very ‘shady’, ‘cunning’, ‘tough’, and even potentially ‘mafia-like’ in some sense. Perhaps it is her upbringing in Orre and so forth that has shaped her like this, whether consciously or unconsciously, to this end? In any case, it is a neat little ‘quirk’ about her all the same when it comes to the types of Pokemon she likes.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
She works to both become stronger herself (as a trainer and psychic and person) and train with her Pokemon to help them become stronger as well. In a sense, doing for her Pokemon what her grandmother and grandmother’s friends did for her. Become better. Learn. Become stronger. Pursue that path forward, and chase the sun over that horizon!
One way or another, she is going to forge her own path forward. Beat gyms? Definitely Collect and find Pokemon? Of course. Something else too, perhaps? She would have to see, but it certainly wasn’t out of the question.
She enjoys spicy types of food generally, though her starting compatriot seems to have something of a greater tolerance for spiciness than herself, though she also has a soft spot for sweets which she prefers to have for special occasions primarily. When one friend of her grandmother sent some peculiar spiced chocolate from Paldea, it was an exciting prospect and she enjoyed it in the end!
In general she isn’t picky about food. A hot meal is a hot meal, and even if she isn’t a glutton she will appreciate it. She also, though, does enjoy trying new foods. She has the basics of cooking down in a general enough sense to survive and subsist at the very least as well.
Items:
1x Potion
Pokédollars: 500p
Sir Lopsalot
Appearance: He also has a notably prominent, and once horrific (long ago), scar going over (vertically) his left eye (luckily the eye itself is ok), but that’s all.
Species: Buneary
Gender: ♂
Type: Normal
Personality:
Nature: Adamant
Characteristic: Alert to Sounds
Sir Lopsalot is quite an adamant and outgoing little bunny, and is a loyal pokemon that will stand his ground even if faced with overwhelming odds for the sake of the things and individuals he cares about. He likewise generally seems to carry a certain sense of pride for a Buneary, even in the face of defeat trying to hold his head up high….though when defeated he does tend to sulk a little bit in frustration or such. In general can usually be relied upon to be generally courteous and polite to others, unless they are not nice to his trainer (or he perceives them as being such or potentially such) in which case he will take issue with them personally. His behavior reminded his trainer of a ‘little knight, like the ones from tales and bedtime stories’, and thus he got his cute little name as a result and seems to take pride in that nickname as well.
At the same time, he is alert to sounds and his trainer’s demeanor and usually keeps an ‘ear open’ as the saying goes. If his trainer is resting he usually wants to be there keeping a watch on their surroundings. Whether this watchman-like behavior is just out of a sense of care and loyalty, or perhaps due to other things that happened in the life of this Buneary before Sir Lopsalot met his trainer, mostly remains a mystery to his trainer as of current times. He also quite enjoys a good meal, especially after a hard-won victory in fighting or after some good training!
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
To Become The Strongest! (He Shall Become The One Punch Bunny/One Kick Bunny!)
Sir Lopsalot wishes to become stronger and a very mighty bunny indeed, but also seems to want to see other places and things and pokemon and people as well. It is also a curiosity, in this latter case, that he seems to share with his more reserved trainer in turn.
He enjoys spicy foods and spicy flavors.
He thinks dancing is kind of cool, due to a human stranger he saw on the streets of Gateon Port one day in the past who had really big and weird spherical hair colored like a pokeball for some reason. This remains true, as much as he is embarrassed about liking it or dancing in front of most anyone (but his ‘secret theme’ is tied to this specific quirk).
Level: 5
Moves:
Splash
Pound
Defense Curl
Power-Up Punch
Ability: Limber - Prevents the Pokemon from becoming paralyzed.
Held Item: (None, at least yet)
Sir Lopsalot was a rather adamant and stubborn bunny back home, the sort who got into little fights here and there and even tried to go on adventures beyond the scope of home. At the same time, after a particularly bad and stormy day its mother failed to come back to the den and disappeared without a trace. While several of its siblings stuck together, Sir Lopsalot included, it eventually came down to the little bunny trying to protect them all as time went on and dangers as well as other wild Pokemon began to close in on where they lived in Sinnoh. Eventually the small band of Buneary moved off to eventually re-settle on route 218 near Canalave City before eventually disbanding and dispersing after being chased by an angry local Floatzel they stumbled across who chased them off all over in different directions before returning to its den.
Ending up in Canalave itself, Sir Lopsalot would eventually scavenge for food and find his way to and onto a strange foreign ship docked in the harbor. A sister ship of the former S.S. Libra, this was a Pokemon-importing ship that was just finishing restocking food for its Pokemon cargo onboard. Said cargo of Pokemon, as it were, were bound to be brought back to the wasteland of the Orre Region, which had rather few native Pokemon at all compared to most everywhere else. It would be here that Sir Lopsalot would sneak his way down and make friends with a small group of Wooper onboard the vessel and end up accidentally stuck on the ship as it left port while he was onboard. It would be a long journey of hiding from crew and trying to sneak food with the help of its new friends, but in the end Sir Lopsalot would make it to Gateon Port proper before being finally discovered trying to sneak some leftovers from the kitchen to his new friends one morning.
Trying to seize or capture the illegal stowaway, the sailors tried to battle it and the little bunny had a scrap with them as it tried to escape. This is where it got its scar. To this end it would at least manage to escape, though, making it into the port town and coming to live there for a few days as it scavenged for food behind the Krabby Club and tried to remain hidden. It was only when a local girl and her parents passed into Gateon Port a few days later that the poor Buneary was finally found, and something about the girl seemed to draw the bunny’s curiosity as she picked it up off the ground. It had been driven away from its little hovel near the Krabby Club by a trainer, only to struggle to find more food to eat and nearly wasting away in a nearby alley behind the local Machine Parts Shop.
Due to being psychic, the girl had felt its emotions and ran to find the poor Buneary with her parents in hot pursuit behind her. Finding the poor thing, the girl took it up in her arms and convinced her parents to help her get it to the nearest Pokemon Center. Even in her arms the Buneary felt something unique about the human girl, and in the ginger care in which she carried him despite her haste, and after it was cared for at the Pokemon Center the girl wanted to take it with her. Take him…home. At first the male Buneary would be mostly quiet and reserved at first, even as the girl brought it food and tried to make it a little bed in her room and everything, all before eventually starting to open up to her more in turn to her. At first it was a happy reaction when she’d come to see him resting in his little sheet-lined box that was his bed, then turned into the bunny following her around, to eventually accepting a nickname of his own as a new name. Bit by bit he began acting once more as he once did back home with his siblings, and she in turn seemed to open back up to him as well. A year later, and with both having grown and changed already since then, Sir Lopsalot would decide to even go into a Pokeball of his own as her Pokemon by the time the girl and her family moved away to the Evig Region.
What adventures would await them? He didn’t know, but he looked forward to it all the same.
~This Adamant Bunny Is Also A Little Bit Secretly Silly!~
Description: Evelyn stands at a modest 161cm (or 5'1") tall. Her wardrobe and attire changes near daily when she access to her extensive collection of clothes. Time of year, location and the current trends and fashions also impact what she might be wearing at any given time. However, when on the road or roughing it in the widlerness, she tends to wear less flashy attire and focus a bit more on practicality... But, that's a very limited compromise.
The most notable difference is on what type of shoes she wears. With more urban-oriented footwear when in towns or cities, and more in the category of sneakers or boots when travelling out in the rough. She also carries a white and royal purple waist-bag with her when out travelling. Adiditionally, she seems to favor trends and styles of garments that emphasize or help show off her rather curvaceous figure.
Age: 16 Gender: Female
Personality: Still a youth, Evelyn has many qualities and habits or traits that one might call immature. She's a bit vain - especially where herself, or other attractive people are concerned. She can be very bull-headed and stubborn, often wanting to do or get things done her way, and when that doesn't work out, she can be quite puffy. Litteraly, she puffs her cheeks like a kid. The lass also shows no real interest or patience for things she herself isn't interested in or cares about. She likes to present herself as being calm, collected, refined and elegant... But that's usually just a facade, and when caught doing something embarrassing or failing to keep up this front... She can get very flustered.
This all said, Evelyn's still got some good sides too. She's a hard worker and when she sets a goal, she almost single-mindedly focuses on it until its done. About the things she cares about she can be very passionate and enthusiastic, some would say she 'geeks out' about the things she likes. The girl's generally kind-hearted, even if she tries to hide it, and will always help if she sees someone in need. Be it because of her youth, naivety or otherwise, Eve also displays a great deal of courage and isn't one to back down or be easily intimidated. She does, of course, sometimes come off as a bit haughty, spoiled, pampered and narcissistic.
Evelyn strongly dislikes cruelty, especially against those who can't defend themselves. She also takes pokemon care quite seriously and can be very critical or harsh when she sees someone mistreat, or inccorectly tend, to their own - or others - pokemon (or people). To those who manage to befriend her, they'll quickly learn taht Evelyn is very generous, and can be quite supportive of those she cares about. It's just hard to become sone she cares about, because she seems to care mostly about... Well, Herself. Most the time.
Trainer Class: Glamarous Gal
Hometown: Evertide City, Evig region
Background: Born and raised in Evertide City, Evelyn grew up the daughter of a fairly well-off family. From an early age, she admired the many trendy, fashionable and pretty people who walked Evertide, the models, the actresses, the pseudo-celeberities, and the important and popular tourists who came to visit. Surrounded by catwalking models and stylish fashionistas, it should come to no surprise that this had a very heavy and meaningful impact on young Evelyn. If you wanted to be seen, if you wanted to be noticed, then you had to become someone who was worth noticing, someone people couldn't afford to not look at. Thus, she took an early interest in things like fashion, cosmetics, fitness and other similar fields.
While the other kids at her school talked and blabbed about whatever inane things kids at that age talk about, Evelyn was already busy looking up the greatest and most important individuals in 'The Biz'. This, of course, meant that her circle of friends within her own age group and peers were... Limited... To put it mildly. Thankfully, her family owned a pet pokemon, and the girl found solace in caring for and playing with it whenever that nagging feeling of loneliness came creeping. Towards the end of her mandatory time in school, she took part in an exam regarding pokemon. Little did the students know, that this test had been made in order to search for potential candidates for the region's very own pokemon professor.
Unsurprisingly, as Evelyn had spent a great deal of time at home, playing with, learning about and taking care of the family pokemon, she performed very well on the exam. In fact, she performed top of her class.. Whetever this was the result of her hard work, dedication and comitment to pokemon, or her peers lack thereof, was hard to say. But, whatever the case may bem she was - once she'd graduated - approached and invited to come visit the Pokemon Professor, having been told that she'd been chosen as one of the few who would be receving the coveted Pokedex. Outwardly, Evelyn merely flashed a cocky smirk and said something like: 'It's about time my brilliance was recognized.' But on the inside she was jumping, up and down while screaming like a hysterical school girl who'd just seen favorite pop idol walk down the street next to her.
After relaying the good nes to her parents, she was given the go-ahead by them. With that, the young girl was now set on the path... The path to become a pokemon trainer.
Pokemon you like: Evelyn generally falls into the category of people who like and prefer the 'cute' kind of pokemon. Ones like...
Flareon and Glaceon
Furret, Minccino and Cinccino
Buneary and Lopunny
Oshawott, Spheal and Dewgong
Vulpix, Growlithe and Rockruff
Sandshrew, Pikachu, Piplup, Dratini, etc.
Because of her obsession with models, Evelyn puts an oddly large amount of effort and time into things like learning to mimic poses, how to walk, how to make expressions with her face and how to use her eyes to give people certain 'looks'. Yes, she spends actual time doing this. And not like, minutes... We're talking hours here.
Evelyn gets an incredibly guilty conscience if she eats sweets, pastries or anything 'fatty', and will compensate by rigorous and disciplined workouts the next day... Or sometimes shortly after eating the sweets...
Evelyn has, for so long, mimicked the walking patterns of models, that she now does the "Super Model" or "sexy catwalk"-walk unconsciously.
She has a great fear of Grimer. And Muk. And Koffing. And Gloom... And... You see where this is going, right? Stinky and dirty things make her very, very uncomfortable and nervous.
Evelyn is an enormous fan of Elesa from the Unova region, and has all sorts of merch and bits and bobs relating to her. If she ever met Elesa in person, she'd probably faint.
She's really skilled at things like applying make-up, styling her own (or others) hair, color coordination, etc.
Also, while she may appear as a typical vapid valley girl, she's actually both quite clever and observant. You have to be, if you wanna copy people.
Her biggest dream is to become a big, famous name through Evertide, and perhaps even the whole of Evig. After that? It's obviously only a matter of time before she becomes a World-renowned Celeberity! ... But she has to get to that first milestone first.
Items:
1x Potion.
Pokédollars: 500p.
A frankly criminal amount of clothes and accessories.
Staryu Appearance:
Gender: Unknown
Type: Water
Personality: Staryu is a very chill and mellow pokemon. When not asked or invovled with anything, be it chores or battles, it's perfectly content to just laze around and soak up the sun or float around in a body of water. It has a gentle, calm and quiet disposition. It's very supportive of Evelyn though, as well as very fond of her.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
As mentioned, when not doing anythign important, it's perfectly happy to lie around and do nothing, both in or out of water.
Whenever it sees Evelyn do some sort of fitness workout or training her various model-poses, it opts to join in and try to mimic her... As best it can anyway.
Level: 5
Moves:
Tackle (Normal, Physical)
Harden (Normal, Status)
Water Gun (Water, Special)
Double Team (Normal, Status) [EGG MOVE]
Ability: Illuminate - Raises the likelihood of encountering Wild Pokemon.
Height: 6’2” Typical Clothing: Vest or tank top with his favorite overcoat, pants and boots, along with fingerless and backless black gloves. If out exploring, trades the regular boots for hiking boots. Wears a white gi with a brown belt when practicing his martial arts or fighting in a tournament.
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Level headed is most often used to describe Jason, who usually takes the time to appraise a situation before involving himself. However, he has a strong sense of justice and strong moral compass, likely a side effect of how much time he’s spent studying the knights and warriors of old and he’s been known to get into fights with bullies and thugs regularly. On top of that, he’s a very loyal friend once he has decided to call you such.
Trainer Class: Cave Explorer
Hometown: Petalburg City, Hoenn Region
Background: While Jason is not a native to the Evig Region, nor are his parents, due to their experience with rebuilding areas hit with natural disasters, when Cipher was pushed out of the region, his parents were asked to assist with the rebuilding of the most damaged areas. However, not wanting to disrupt Jason’s day to day, his parents left him with an uncle who also lived in Petalburg until a couple of years ago, when the young man chose to move back in with his parents and make up the lost time he was finishing school. His uncle was a Renaissance Faire worker and, while Jason stayed with him, exposed him to all sorts of things, expanding his already impressive list of interests more, as well as encouraging him to get into martial arts after he got in a series of fights with a well known bully from school.
Attending the Fairs with his uncle, the sword fighting tournaments always caught his interest and when he turned fourteen, he got permission from parents and uncle alike to begin taking part, training with the long sword and shield to compete, on top of his karate and judo classes. What time he didn’t spend in school and practicing his katas and sword fighting he spent exploring the surrounding area. Admittedly, part of why he moved to the Evig Region was because he’d heard that a new league would be starting soon and he wanted to be a part of it, especially since he’d missed his chance to join the Hoenn League. He has a positive opinion of Pokemon Contests thanks to his mom, who was a star Coordinator in her youth and wants her son to see Pokemon beyond just battle partners.
Kind of Pokémon you like: So long as they’re willing to work with him, he likes them, though he does have a preference for Pokemon like Gallade and Hitmonchan.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Equal skill levels in the Karate and Judo martial arts disciplines and is fairly familiar with activities like rock climbing and spelunking, being they are favorite hobbies of his.
Items: 1x Potion Personal Items: Camping Gear, Climbing Gear, extra gear for spelunking, longsword Pokédollars: 500p. You'll obtain more over time.
Slayer
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 5 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item:
Valerian is tall for his age, standing at 6’0”. He is a striking young man with a slender, graceful build, and with the regal posture of the prince he was raised to be. His wavy platinum blonde hair is perfectly styled at all times. He has expressive piercing blue eyes.
Though born into royalty, he dresses with modern flair. He likes pastel toned, tailored clothing. He wears a soft pink blazer over a lavender t-shirt, sleek designer jeans, and delicate silver accessories. He accessorizes purposefully, always polished, and always looks ready for a photo shoot at any moment. Even on the road, he refuses to be seen looking anything less than immaculate.
Valerian always smells faintly of rosewater and carries himself with the kind of confidence that can only come from someone born into royalty.
Age: 17 Gender: Male
Personality: Valerian is everything someone would imagine a prince to be. Graceful, charming, and endearingly spoiled. He adores luxury, expects comfort, and occasionally makes a mountain out of a molehill (especially when there’s dirt involved). He can be vain, dramatic, and a little high-maintenance, but never cruel. His royal upbringing taught him poise and diplomacy, and while he sometimes weaponizes his charm to get his way, he is genuinely kind beneath the glamorous exterior.
He may fuss over chipped nails or mismatched aesthetics, but he’ll also go out of his way to help someone who’s hurting, even if it means getting his shoes dirty (the horror, I know!) Though pampered, Valerian is sincere, emotional, and ready to prove there’s more to him than sparkles and status.
Trainer Class: Fairy Prince
Hometown: Lacritasia City, Evig Region
Background: As one of the youngest members of the royal Hardrada family, Valerian was raised in the lap of luxury. Though the Hardrada family no longer rules with political power, they remain beloved cultural icons, sponsors of the arts, fashion, and public appearances, their every move documented by the press. From the moment he could walk and talk, Valerian was not just a child, he was a symbol.
He was trained to be the perfect image of a prince, flawless, composed, and ever gracious. But behind the glitz and glamor, Valerian felt like something was missing. He watched other children, ones who weren’t followed by cameras or styled by professionals, run through the streets with laughter and dirt on their shoes. They had scrapes, messes, freedom. Most of all, they had Pokémon not given to them as gifts, but earned through experience and bonding. Valerian, for all his luxury, envied that.
He always adored Fairy-types, they were beautiful, and magical. Every now and then, he’d sneak into the royal greenhouses at night just to spend time with wild Flabébé and Spritzee. The fairies didn’t ask him to be a perfect prince, only himself.
Valerian was expected to represent the family in galas, charity balls, and televised events. But when Professor Kapoc extended an invitation for young trainers to journey with a Pokédex, Valerian shocked the region by stepping forward himself. Everyone thought it would be a publicity stunt, even his own parents.
Valerian, wrote a letter to Professor Kapoc. In it, he spoke about wanting to learn the world outside of his royal bubble, and about proving that even someone like him could become a true trainer. Professor Kapoc didn’t just accept him, he challenged him. No shortcuts. No special treatment. Just Valerian, a Pokédex, and one Pokémon to start with. And Valerian accepted. He was looking forward to be seen not just as a prince, but as himself.
Kind of Pokémon you like: Fairy types of course! Valerian loves Pokémon that are beautiful, graceful, mystical, or just adorable.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
He’s gay! That should come as a shock to no none.
Terrified of Bugs and messes.
Secretly wants to star in an elaborate stage musical.
Dreams of becoming the face of Fairy-type battling—graceful, powerful, and unforgettable.
Will dramatically monologue if wet, dirty, or emotionally overwhelmed.
Can’t cook, but insists on plating everything like it’s a gourmet meal.
Items: 1x Potion. Pokédollars: 500p. Valerian is insulted he isn’t allowed more than this…
Pokémon Name: Aurelia Appearance: Species: Cutiefly Gender: ♀ Type: Bug/Fairy Personality: Aurelia is sweet, gentle, and affectionate, but also surprisingly bold. She is fiercely loyal and has a strange knack for sensing people’s emotions. She’s drawn to warmth, kindness, and confidence, which is why she chose Valerian in the first place. She’s unbothered by his drama and tends to perch on his shoulder just to calm him down.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Will aggressively challenge anything that scares Valerian (like Wurmple).
Loves sweet scents, Valerian’s perfume collection is her playground.
Yes, I am aware I said Valerian is terrified of Bugs…
Appearance: 5'9" and fit, with tan skin and amethyst eyes. He has a few nicks and scars normal for anyone that spent a majority of their life playing around in snowy forests and mountains. His brown hair is fluffy and hard to tame, and it reaches down to his mid-back if it isn't tied up or braided. He normally wears sturdy shoes and warm layers (though will gradually shed them in hotter climates). Wears a single earring at the moment, though both of his lobes are pierced. Carries a spacious brown backpack with a wooden charm attached to it and a bed roll on top.
Age: 16
Gender: Male, he/him
Trainer Class: Outdoorsman
Hometown: Frostford City, Evig
Personality: A confident and down-to-earth young man who isn't easily scared off or dissuaded. At first meeting he seems friendly, inquisitive, and helpful, and that is all generally true about him. Nils is also playful, enjoys teasing others, and complains about small things just for the sake of complaining. However, he is actually a much more private person than he appears. He doesn't talk in depth about himself, and he doesn't like when his true frustrations show through on the outside. Rarely one to lie, he prefers to speak around his issues or simply deflect and change topics. Even if he were to talk about his troubles, his words usually get caught in his throat.
Though he has little experience with the world outside of the Ymir Mountain Range, he is far from naive. Nils is patient and steadfast, and once he sets his mind to something he follows through with it even if he has to think up alternate ways of tackling his goals. He is understanding of others, but when it comes to himself he never seems satisfied. For example, rather than admit he is oblivious on a topic, he will feign like he knows what he's talking about even if he has no idea. It's a good thing that he's fairly clever and a quick learner, at least.
Background: Growing up in the eternal winter of Frostford City was not as rough as most outsiders might think. Old families were well adapted to it, and even for new residents (as rare as they were) the community was always more than willing to help each other out. It was easy to feel close to other Frostford natives, even when you lived nearer to the mountains than not and your closest neighbors were a ten minute sled ride away. Nils' family home was one such case, and it still stands on Frostford's outskirts. Though snow was always present, the environment he grew up in was made warm by the kindness of neighbors, the antics he got up to with other local kids, and the love of his small family, made up of himself, his parents, and his grandfather, even during the years Cipher was still active. His days were spent meeting up with friends and exploring the wilderness, hiking, snowshoeing, poking fun at tourists, competing with grandpa, and attempting to emulate the craft work of local artisans, all the while keeping up with homeschooling.
Yes, while young Nils was just like any other child in Frostford... almost. He never was quite the same as the others. He knew it, his friends knew it. It was apparent in his earliest years, but he really began to notice as he grew up. And the same was true for his family as well. Where other folks had uncles and cousins, great-grandparents and stories to go along with them, the Sokki family had none of that. And when they didn't have guests over, they tended to do things differently from the other households in Frostford. Sometimes only a little different, enough to notice but not to question, a word or gesture no one else in town seemed to use; other times it was in ways that completely baffled his friends when he happened to mention it. And yet, whenever Nils asked about it, his normally talkative parents grew tight lipped and uneasy. Their uncharacteristic silence on the matter affected their son, and eventually he adopted their reticence. He tried harder to blend in with other kids and stopped talking about their family's 'oddities' in public.
Only in public, though, as with most young boys being denied something only made him crave it all the more. That, and frankly Nils didn't want to be made to feel ashamed about something he didn't understand. As he continued to grow and expressed his feelings on the matter, his family did end up sharing some things with him; a remark about the land of more than a few thousand years past, a name that they called themselves by. But no more than that. It wasn't enough, especially since nearly every conversation was chased with empty promises to explain things at another time, or when he was more mature, or when he really needed to know. The secrets that they kept from him became a sore point between Nils and his family, and remains so to this day. Eventually it became clear to him that he would have to find some other way to learn what he wanted... and one option was by getting the information out of his grandfather. Even though the man had never actually agreed to give said information up, Nils figured there wasn't much else he would rather ask for as a victory prize.
Oh, that thing about spending time competing with grandpa? Another 'odd' thing that no one else in Frostford seemed to do with their own grandparents, but it was a frequent event heartily encouraged by the man himself. Nils' grandfather, the small family's patriarch, was an accomplished man. He left the city every now and then on business (the nature of which Nils wouldn't find out until right before starting his own journey), but every time he returned grandfather and grandson would go at it in all kinds of contests: skiing, whittling, wrestling, foot races, games, even eating competitions and tongue twisters. There was one time that Nils even borrowed an experienced Pokémon of the family to try and win against him in a Pokémon battle. No matter what competition Nils suggested, he never once won. That old man was unreasonably strong...!!
And so, at sixteen years old and a record of 74:0 in grandpa's favor, Nils took a different approach. He applied to be part of Evig's introductory Pokémon League. In his application he listed his honest motivations for wanting to travel Evig: the pursuit of both truth and power. Either he would find what he wanted out there, somewhere, or the experience would give him the strength he needed to return home and finally win. Nils wants to discover a lot more about the world and the region, but especially about his family and himself... and the League would be his next avenue to do it.
Kind of Pokémon They Like: Huge and hardy ones! But also majestic ones, and those that form packs or herds.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
His main goal is to become strong enough to finally defeat his grandfather.
After finding out just how much of a big shot said grandfather actually is, Nils is rather coy with the man's identity.
He enjoys spending time outdoors and has a lot of knowledge in regards to wilderness survival.
Very good at whittling and will do it as a hobby in his down time.
Items:
Potion x1
General camping supplies
Pokédollars: 500p.
Name: Tors Species: Mudbray Gender: ♂ Type: Ground Personality: Careful, yet proud of its power. Tors is willing to race forward alongside his partner, but also has the good sense to consider a situation first. He is a lot like Nils, and with an innate understanding between them they seem to make great companions for each other. Level: 5 Ability: Stamina - Boosts the Defense stat when the Pokémon is hit by an attack. Moves: Mud-Slap, Rock Smash, Iron Defense, Smack Down* Held Item: --
A 5'5 girl with white skin, and spiky black hair and black eyes who wears a white rabbit-eared beanie and a white hoodie cropped with a black shirt underneath w/ long sleeves and a black bag. She also wears a collar with a star necklace alongside baggy denim blue jeans, white sneakers, and earrings. She often wears glasses but sometimes she doesnt. Audrey usually stays in her usual clothes most of the time, but wont mind if she has to if attending more formal places. During times where she needs to dress formally, Audrey's hair is made into space buns with long bangs and usually would prefer a suit, but if not allowed Audrey wears a star-patterned black corset and a white skirt. She doesnt want to wear heels however.
AGE/GENDER/TRAINER CLASS
16 year old / Female / Musician
PERSONALITY
Audrey is a bubbly young girl, full of enthusiasm for her adventures and journeys and a passion for researching both pokemon and anything that is yet to be discovered. She is quite cheerful and is a great support for her friends, willing to do anything and everything for them and those she adores. Audrey is open-minded and is willing to follow any idea, even if its probably not going to work out. She wants to make the most out of her adventures, and that means trying new things which she enjoys alot.
But Audrey can be spiteful, strongly despising those who wronged her or her friends in which she does not forgive easily and often times and she takes critiscm poorly as a perfectionist. She needs everything to be detailed, to be perfect in hopes she'll one day impress everyone by being a well-known researcher, she absolutely enjoys watching pokemon of all types and shapes. Audrey is fearless and strongly believes that the only thing to fear is fear itself, she can be reckless due to this, often sneaking into things she shouldnt know about and being a klutz.
BACKGROUND
Audrey was born into a decently wealthy family with an older brother. Her parents were amazing pokemon trainers and so early on she was absolutely ecstatic about pokemon, as a kid she often played with her dad's noivern and she adored him, absolutely loved music after she stumbling upon a noivern music video. Duing this time her father left to explore the vast world, leaving her and her mother alone— Audrey took after her father's interests after he gave her earrings that was found in a "haunted mansion" which she loved. During a boring day her father gifted her an old plushie of the legendary bird of thunder; Zapdos, which smelled like stormclouds that she found weird. But she loved the plushie and carried it everywhere. She was often teased for her plushie and music obsession but she didnt care, sometimes she could get a little reckless and...lose some figurines or two but her mother continued cherishing her. For most of her childhood her brother was less then present, he was a well-renowned researcher in lumios city and often bought her dolls and figurines, one day he decided to give her a textbook about mega evolution which she read every single day til she knew everything. As she was a child in a house full of succesful people, she was expected to be brilliant aswell. Though she didnt enjoy living up to said expectations, often times she easily got angered when others said things she didnt like and some could say Audrey was spoiled.
At ten she picked up her first guitar and was quite talented at it naturally and practiced everyday in hopes she'd enter her school's music band if she was good enough. She was really enthusiastic about it. During halloween she decided to trick or treat in houses nobody dared to, in which resulted in her getting shadow balled by an angry haunter but she enjoyed the thrill, ALOT, but these daredevil shenanigans were more of a side-hobby. During late semester Audrey was often given a chance to buy something due to her success, Audrey would often buy pokemon plushies claiming that it reminded her of her old zapdos plushie and often carried the plushies in her bag to school. At school she took music afterclasses and paid more attention to pokemon biology as it was the only subject she had true motivation in studying which made her want to be a pokemon researcher. Sometime during mid semester she finally got accepted into a music band and she absolutely loved it, every day she'd play the guitar til her heart practically exploded with adrenaline and Audrey often took the lead. Yet during a trip for the school's band to preform at a mall she accidentally played the wrong strings multiple time which caused her to get criticized and banned from plays for a WHOLE YEAR, she found it unfair and hated the band but still found passion for her guitar. And so she strived to be better then all of them as a way to enact her revenge, 'Make everyone jealous!' was the only thing she knew how to do perfectly.
At 14 she vowed to become the best musician in all of Kalos and was inspired by so many others in which she practiced everyday til her fingers bled. Audrey soon proved the band wrong after taking lead during the first performance she was allowed to in 4 years, gaining the aplause of everyone. But she felt like her music skills were high, and so she moved onto another thing she was decent at: Pokemon biology, she'd enjoy reading textbooks, everything about pokemon and even thought of being a researcher but it never really became as big as a hobby. It was more of a skill she learned but not perfected, and she didnt like it so she read more and more everyday. And so she had an early graduation out of high school at 16 for her amazing knowledge, she was free and so Audrey persued after her dreams of becoming a rockstar and perhaps research some pokemon on the way to becoming famous. One day when she sneaking away from her house she was dared by a friend to explore an abandoned house which made was spiking her adrenaline, she absolutely went crazy for it, she loved the feeling of excitement. An old side hobby had just been rediscovered by her, just as she was going to go away she was tackled by a wild pokemon in which she quickly got off and ran away, though she liked it. But running away wasnt part of her dare, she only stayed for a few minutes when she was dared to be there for 10! And her friends were petty so she teased by all of her so called friends on how childish it was to keep plushies but she ignored it, she enjoyed collecting them, and she enjoyed how weird some of them smelled, and she believed it wasnt worth the effort to embarass them.
When she heard of a new region, the Evig region, she immediately knew she HAD to go! It was a region she never heard of, all the new pokemon, more things to explore, and best of all, a larger audience to impress. She flew there after saying her farewells to her mother and now her journey had begun.
QUIRKS/TALENTS/ASPIRATIONS/OTHER
Audrey is a rather exceptional guitarist with dreams of creating her own albums and hitting mainstream with her music as a rockstar. She is a daredevil, she enjoys taking center-stage and is willing to do it no matter what, she takes risks and tries to be unique by doing extreme sports. She has an eye for fashion, both for herself and her pokemon; she likes to style them during her freetime with what she can find. Audrey dreams to be both a renowned research and rockstar in the pokemon world, and is always taking opportunities. Despite her wannabe cool attitude she keeps plushies and perfumes with weird smells in her bag as she finds them comforting.
POKEMON SHE LIKES
Audrey likes cool looking pokemon and likes all types equally but prefers poison and electric types.
BAG
- 500 pokedollars - 1 potion
HOMETOWN
Kalos, lumios city
RIFT
APPEARANCE
Audrey enjoys styling Rift's fur into a more wispy style as a little nod to its ancestors, Rift can be seen wearing black glasses at times.
SPECIES/GENDER/TYPE
Zorua / ♂ / Dark
PERSONALITY
A timid zorua, often runs away leaving Audrey behind. Does it to get Audrey out of trouble by making her chase itself. Though he likes the company of Audrey he'd rather stay in his pokeball as she can be loud. Rift is highly curious, often wandering off into places like Audrey but he knows when he shouldnt be there UNLIKE Audrey.
QUIRKS/TALENTS/APIRATIONS/OTHER
Rift seems to enjoy playing fetch and biting rocks. Follows commands obediently but probably runs away before Audrey can tell it what to do, Rift is very quiet and is scared of other pokemon. He absolutely loves to eat sandwiches, its his favorite food but unfortunately his trainer makes the worst sandwiches possible. Zorua likes to transform into other pokemon, though his preferred pokemon of choice is Garchomp.
MOVESET / ABILITY / LEVEL / HELD ITEM
Moveset-= Torment / Leer / Scratch / Sucker punch Ability-= Illusion (Enters battle disguised as the last Pokémon in the party.) Level-= 5 Held item-= NONE
Personality: Amelia is a shy young girl with a kind heart and a great love for freedom. Socially awkward due to the little interaction she has had with others her age, she finds it hard to approach others or to reply when spoken to. When scolded or yelled at, she is more likely to curl up and take the verbal assault without any retort then she is to snap back. When she does snap, she holds nothing back and can truly show the passionate fire that burns within her, though sometimes she can push herself too far for her own good once angered.
Amelia's greatest loves are freedom and peace. She utterly detests those who pick on and bully others and constantly pick fights. She prefers to find the peaceful solution to problems and will pursue that method until forced to acknowledge it as no longer possible. While her distaste to violence also goes for pokemon battles, she acknowledges and takes part in the tradition, though she has sworn off using battle as a method to catch pokemon unless the pokemon she is after will only go with her after a battle.
Amelia's other great hate is being pitied due to her heart condition (see below). She wants people to see her for herself, not for her health.
Hometown: Florasong
Background: Amelia was born to a modest home in Florasong and is the only daughter of two caring parents. Some might say two overly caring parents. When their daughter had to be sent to the closest hospital at the age of one, it was revealed that her heart hadn't developed as it should, resulting in her suffering intense pain if she pushed herself to hard, and possibly worse if she ever tried to push beyond this. When she returned home after this revelation, Amelia's parents kept a very close eye on her and greatly restricted what she could and could not do, something she would come to compare as being a bird caught in a cage.
When she was still young, the age of six to be precise, Amelia began rebelling against her parents' regime, often sneaking out at night to have fun. Her favorite place to go was the local cemetery, where she would walk among the tombstones, monoliths, and other structures in peace and quiet, save for the company of the ghost-types that called this place home. While they initially played all kinds of pranks on her, she eventually got used to this and became good friends with them and she would come and visit them every night. When she began to pick up the town tradition of playing music, she would often play for her ghostly friends, slowly improving with their encouragement.
When she was nine years old, Amelia finally got caught during one of these excursions after she got a bit reckless due to succeeding for three years. A trainer caught her in the graveyard and returned her home after questioning the residents to find out where the girl lived. To say her parents where livid would be an understatement and Amelia quickly found herself being severely grounded. Unable to even leave her room, she sat on her bed and sulked for days, having nothing better to do and fearing what little freedom she had had was now lost.
Luckily, she had made some very good friends. The Ghost-type pokemon missed her and, after four days, began searching the town for her. When they found her, they undid the locks in her house and helped her escape into the night and to the graveyard once again. When she arrived, she was surprised and scared to find the trainer who had caught her waiting for her. Her fears were quickly dismissed though when the trainer apologized and told her he would help her in her escapades and even teach her how to battle, handle, and care for pokemon.
Little did Amelia know, but her new friend had more in mind than that. When he got word that a former rival was gathering trainers to compete in the Pokemon League, he reached out and contacted them about a young unknown who would otherwise be denied a chance to compete. With some careful planning between himself and Adriane, her mentor managed to help her get out of her parents' house before sending her off into the distance on the back of one of his pokemon. A bird finally free from its cage and able to explore the world and find her place in it.
Kind of Pokémon you like: Ghost-Types
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Amelia's only aspiration is to live her life freely. She is known to play the flute and keeps her original one on her to continue playing. The wooden instrument is known to let out calming, if eerie melodies Has an intense fear of storms, though those caused by Pokémon do not bother her for some reason. Due to her time spent with Ghost-types, she has developed a bit of a sixth sense for them, allowing her to know when they are around and what direction, as well as letting her get along with them more easily. Heart condition that acts up when she physically pushes herself too far. Most of the time it just causes her severe pain, but in the worse cases, she can begin coughing up blood. She can still walk for a full day so long as she paces herself and can run in short sprints.
Items: 6x Potion, 2 pokeballs, 1 pokedex.
Pokédollars: 3500p.
Phantump Gender: ♂ Type: Ghost/Grass
Personality: The typical trickster personality associated with Ghost-types, Phantump is a mischievous, fun loving little pokemon who loves to scare others. It has no malicious intent when doing so and simply enjoys the reactions it gets from said tricks. It is still a child at heart and craves attention, a possible reason behind it's love for scaring others
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: To scare every person IN THE WORLD!
Level: 5
Moves: Astonish Tackle Branch Poke
Ability: Harvest, allowing the pokemon to recover a berry after consumption or being used for Natural Gift or Fling
