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Graduation has happened - I am no longer a teacher. Won't have to work 12 hour days + weekends anymore, so maybe I'll actually have enough time for hobbies.
5 mos ago
Current
Graduation has happened - I am no longer a teacher. Won't have to work 12 hour days + weekends anymore, so maybe I'll actually have enough time for hobbies.
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7 mos ago
I sound like a broken record, but only 2 months left till I'm done teaching. Not sure what's next, but it feels like anything would pay more and be less stressful lol
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11 mos ago
Only 6 more months till the school years over. If I renew my contract, someone kill me lmao.
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2 yrs ago
Teacher update: I feel like a villain from a cartoon. The laughter of teenagers gives me migraines, and I no longer feel guilt when giving bad grades to kids that sleep through my lessons.
10
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2 yrs ago
First day as a Biology Teacher tomorrow - hopefully the kids will be able to read my handwriting.
- Would you like a more consistent speed with the RP? Faster or this is fine?
I'm honestly fine with anything, as long as we don't have to wait weeks before posting anything.
- Is "1 post per 3-days" too small of a window to make posts?
I can probably handle it - I just have been busy with work and school, mainly.
- Whats the biggest issue for you (personally) that makes you go past the 3-day post timing?
As above - School and work hold me back a lot on stuff I can do on the guild, but I also occasionally have to wait due to family gatherings or hanging out with friends.
- How can I (HueMan) help to fix that issue?
Not really much - though I could probably start posting more frequently if everyone else did, motivation kind of thing.
- Do you have any suggestions or comments regarding the rp so far? Anything goes.
I'm liking the direction so far and I created what quickly became my favorite character out of any of my guild RPs. Really hoping this doesn't die!
The Machamp alarm clock beeped with intensity that caused it to bounce slightly with each ring, and within seconds, a fist came crashing down on it's head. The clock stopped immediately, and a blackish blur leaped from the covers of the bed, followed by a grayish creature. Quickly, the blur ran out of the room, and down the stairs, followed quickly by the creature. Finally, the blur stopped - Tommy stood in front of his weight room, his haven. Following quickly behind was his faithful companion, Machop, already prepared for the intense workout that was soon to come. Tommy rushed to the bench press, sliding the weight on with extreme fervor, and after stretching for a few minutes at a fast pace, he jumped under the bar. Machop hopped on a right behind Tommy, ready to spot him. Tommy lifted the weight off the safety rack, and quickly completed 8 reps, before Machop assisted him in putting back the weight. The pair immediately switched places, and Machop pushed out 20 reps with complete ease - the creature was simply in another league. They did 3 more sets, before moving onto squats and then rows. By the time they completed their third set of rows, the other two had finally caught up - the croagunk was intentionally walking slowly, while Timburr simply hadn't woken up all the way yet.
"Hurry up guys - It's nearly 6! We need to show up by 8 AM since it's our first day!"
Tommy gave a hearty laugh at this, before his father yelled.
"Tommy, keep it down! I need my beauty sleep to keep myself beautiful as I usually am!"
Tommy snickered slightly, aware that his dad was just joking about the last part. Still, he was respectful above all else, and Tommy decided that they'd skip the deadlifts today - those were far too loud this early in the morning. The group, with the exception of croagunk, began to work out, finally stopping at 6:15 AM. Normally, Tommy would have gone longer since this was a full-body workout, but he still had plenty of things to do. He needed to carry his luggage to his new school, the place he would spend the next few years learning.
Tommy was headed to the Alolan Academy! This was one of the most prestigious academies in the entire world for Pokemon trainers, and while Tommy had no aspirations to become a trainer, the thought of spending time with so many motivated and exemplary people was simply too good to be true! Quickly, Tommy ran for the showers, asking Machop and Timburr to pack their bags while he was busy. In 15 minutes, Tommy was feeling good as new and perfectly dressed for this new life, wearing the school uniform of the academy. He slung the bag, containing all of his personal belongings over his shoulder - he had packed this the night before, having been too excited to sleep. The bag was light, only bearing the essentials - School supplies, multiple changes of clothes, and some hygiene products. The real lifting was downstairs.
In the weight room, Machop already carried the majority of the weight, seeing as he was the strongest Pokemon their. 3 pairs of dumbbells, a barbell, multiple plates... Everything that he needed. Well, he needed the safety rack, but dad said he would send a few machamps over with them later in the day, so that was okay! They were all placed into separate bags, in order to prevent any ripping. Tommy quickly recalled Timburr, who was too lazy to walk, and Croagunk, who didn't want to help and couldn't handle the heat, into their pokeballs. Machop and Tommy devoured a breakfast given to them by Tommy's mother, and the pair made their way out to the harbor where they would meet their teachers.
No one was at the marina... Weird. Tommy expected the teachers to show up early at least, but they were probably busy. For the next 15 minutes, Tommy waited with Machop, both of them standing around and doing their best to spot anybody that might be a teacher or a student. Finally, a boat gently made it's way to the shore, and upon stopping, people began to exit - one of which was a red-haired boy with a growlithe.
"That's strange, There's no one here by this photo in the brochure. I guess we'll just have to wait then."
More people began to exit - a brown haired boy with a Shinx, A brown-haired girl with a buizel, a black-haired girl with an extra friendly Ghastly. Machop quickly tugged on Tommy's trousers, and turning to whatever got his attention, Tommy saw another brown-haired girl start coming towards the group, this one with a Larvesta... Unfortunately, Tommy knew what any of these Pokemon were. He had little care for the types of Pokemon other than the physically powerful, and all of these creatures were nothing he had ever seen on a construction site. Still, that didn't deter him - Tommy quickly began to jog forwards, meeting up with the group of other students. He wasn't the only person who lived on the island apparently - that brown-haired girl had come running earlier from somewhere besides the docks - maybe she knew what to do? Tommy knew the general direction to the academy, but he didn't feel comfortable taking the students all the way there. What if the teachers were just running late? They surely wouldn't want to see none of their students at the designated meeting point! Nope, Tommy simply stood near the back of the group, occasionally switching bags with Machop to give him a rest.
So, so many options... All of them shitty. They could go to the consortium, a place that makes money off of selling secrets, and if they found out that Tony was connected to Wonderland... it probably wouldn't end well. The same could be said for the PRT - while they may find him, he did not want to challenge arguably the strongest forces in the nation into finding who offered them an invite - hell, Tony might even get blamed if they get raided in the middle of a fight! That leaves option the former... The guys that have been all across the news for awhile now, and have challenged every faction in Boston to war... The Covenant.
"Why in hell are we even delivering invites to the PRT? It's like we're begging to be arrested."
"There are more than a few crooked heroes, man. PRT probably have their hands full with the Covenants recent activity, so they probably don't have the time to send people to raid us. Lucky, right?"
Tony rolled his eyes, before plucking the white envelope from Robby's hand.
"I don't want to be anywhere near the assholes that literally declared war on us, and the Consortium is great at holding blackmail - at least this way, I won't have to sell my kidney for hush money or wind up dead in an alley..."
"That's the spirit!"
Tony sighed slightly, dreading what was going to come up. If he was lucky, they would find a corrupt hero quick - like Robby said, they weren't exactly rare. But on the off chance they met someone that recognized either of them, or they couldn't find someone to hand the letter off to... well, they were kind of boned.
"C'mon - place is in Mission Hill. I'll lead the way."
Tony wasn't exactly foreign to the PRT - they always had some force around, making sure that the gangs in the city were keeping to some degree of order. But the anxiety that crept up his spine as he walked towards he massive monolith that floated over Boston Harbor. The safest place in the city, and arguably one of the most well protected places in the country, this pyramid floated over the harbor with ease... The perfect defensive position. Several police officers and PRT enforcers patrolled the surrounding ground, making sure that suspicious activity was kept to a minimum. The number of tourists and guards, however, was far lower than usual, and it was almost chilling to see the lack of people.
"What's your ingenious way of getting the letter to someone? We can't really walk in and hand it to somebody we recognize, can we?"
"...I was hoping they'd have a mailbox or something."
Tony held back the urge to strangle his companion, and quickly thought over the situation - there was no way in hell they'd be able to get inside, especially with heightened security concerns thanks to the Covenant...
A flash of inspiration struck Tony, and he quickly began to walk towards one of the people in a PRT uniform, motioning for Robby to stay while he did so. Tony gave the man a curt wave, and began to speak before the man interrupted him.
"I'm glad to find someone like you! I am an officer from the New York branch - I was told about a particularly... aggressive hero in your jurisdiction. I have written a very important message for them, and I was hoping someone would be able to deliver it for me."
"O-of course sir! Do you mind telling me who you particularly have in mind?"
Tony narrowed his eyes.
"I was told that they were a problem - is this problem so menial that not everyone knows about it?"
"No sir! I promise that they'll get it by the end of the day!"
"Good - I'm glad I could find someone so reliable! I'll be sure to put in a good word in about you with Director Armstrong."
Tony turned on his heels, the guard saying "Thank you, sir!" as he did so. The white envelope was clutched gently in his hand, and Troy walked to a somewhat disturbed Robby.
"You sure that'll work? Guy will probably just tear it up. And who the hell were you talking about when you said 'Particularly aggressive'?"
"It'll work - trust me. Next up is Consortium - this will hopefully be pretty easy."
Tony walked forwards, speaking after a few seconds of silence as if he just heard Robby.
"Oh, I have no clue what hero he'll give it to. All I know is that Pipeline wants a bloodshow, and if we're lucky, that guard knows someone particularly dangerous. Hell, maybe he'll even give it to that one kid - Septima, or something. That'd be pretty interesting for the psychos that show up to these Circuses."
The pair walked forwards, making their way towards the Alverton Building.
Tony awoke silently, rising out of bed at the early time of 5:40 AM, before hopping in the shower. He always woke up at ungodly hours, and both his sleep and awakening were dead silent - a year or two of living in Wonderland will do that to ya... The cold water hit Tony's back with annoying pattering, and he quickly rushed through his shower with the autonomy of a man who had done something a thousand times over. He pulled on his robe, and quickly shaved his face, leaving the bathroom at 6. He slowly walked over to his own room, before throwing on an old pair of jeans and a shirt that gave him a look of your average city dweller. He then slid onto the couch in the living room, before turning on the morning news - obviously, the top story was about The Covenant, the group that had managed to cause a good portion of Boston to enter lock down for an entire week... All Tony knew was that a declaration of war wasn't going to sit well with anybody from the Wonderland - he knew, cause it sure as hell didn't sit right with him. These people were, more than likely, just crazy people who got some powers. Nothing special. But something about them made them seemed... Organized. Like they actively plan things out, rather than doing something that just sounds cool or satisfies their twisted desires.
Daniel exited the bathroom around 6:30, wearing a nice dress shirt, tie, suit pants, and hurriedly putting a coat on. The kid always woke up a little later than he was supposed to be somewhere, and his morning rush was already normal to Tony.
"Don't forget to pay rent your half of the rent!"
Daniel slammed the door as he ran out, the words he shouted barely heard by Troy. The guy was probably a little paranoid about Troy being able to pay at all considering he only ever saw Tony sitting around all day, and lord knows he is too busy to get more hours at his dead end job. Tony chuckled slightly - with this power, he had already gotten about 5k, all by just saying a few words during poker games or selling things online. This apartment was nice, but nowhere near 10K a month - Tony was able to afford this place alone if he wanted to. But in all honesty, living alone wasn't worth it. After staying in the Wonderland, you are too paranoid about the sounds during the night - it's good when you have somebody that you can blame them on. Tony looked at his new phone, arguably the best he ever owned - 9:45... Well, another movie couldn't hurt. Tony moved from his sitting position to lay down on flat on the couch, before flicking through channels for something good. With this power, he could spend the rest of his life like this - hell, he could probably live even better if he was smart.
A knock at the door alerted him. Groaning, Tony climbed out of the couch, and made his way to the door, fixing his hair as he did so. Upon opening it, he was face-to-face with one of his only friends, arguably the closest he ever had. The scrawny frame fit perfectly with Robby's rat-like appearance, and the dirty clothes he wore only amplified the similarities. Before he even opened his mouth, Tony grabbed him by the shoulders, and pulled him into the apartment, closing the door swiftly as he did so.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
Robby had fallen to the ground, spilling envelopes everywhere as he did so. He slowly rose to his feet, gathering the envelopes into a pile as he did so.
"Geez man, way to welcome an old friend. I got you off the streets you know."
Tony sighed, helping Robby from the ground. The guy was always good at guilt tripping people, but Tony was pretty used to it. After all, he brought that up for the smallest of reasons, including trying to get a muffin Tony bought for breakfast. Tony smirked - Robby hadn't changed in the slightest.
"Guess I'm just a little anxious to find out what a member of one of the craziest gangs in Boston wants with me."
"Yeah, very funny. Look, Pipeline told me to give you a message - We're having another circus, and he wants you to be a ringleader, so be sure to stop by sometime -."
Tony grabbed Robby by the shoulder, before shaking his head.
"Love the offer, but I can't man. No offense, but the time I spent there was god awful - I'd be fine with never seeing another circus in my life."
This was when it came on - the puppy dog eyes, the stammering, Robby's secret weapon.
"C'mon man, it'll be just like old times... B-besides, Pipeline said you could even keep any money we win!"
"Dammit... Fine. You owe me for this - I want as little to do with that place as possible."
Robby smirked.
"Thanks man, saved me. Quick question though... You busy right now?"
Tony sighed, not liking where this was going.
"What is it?"
"Nothing big - I just need to go and deliver some 'invitations'. Wouldn't mind having a little extra muscle in case things go sour though."
Tony covered his face with his hand, hiding his contemplation. He could go, but that would mean getting needlessly involved with Wonderland again... He sure as hell knew that anybody that caught him working with a bunch of crazies like that would shoot first and ask questions later... But Pipeline knew who was okay and who was a problem, so they most likely wouldn't encounter any rats or people who wanted to start a fight with them...
"Fucking fine... Wait a little bit."
Tony ran to his room, grabbed a coat hanging on the door handle, and jogged back, sliding it on as Robby opened the door for him.
"It's great to have you back, buddy."
The pair exited the apartment, before making there way onto the unusually barren streets.
Despite knocking on the doors of his allies, There was no response. Theo attmpted to knock once more, but to no avail - if there was anybody in the rooms they were dead silent. Anxiety crept over him, but deciding to be respectful of the others privacy, Theo chose to let them sleep in... Hopefully. He slowly made his way to the dining area of the inn, reequipping his leather armor as he did so. By the time he opened the door, the weight of the leather began to rest on his torso, and the brightly illuminated dining area looked absolutely beautiful in the morning light. Theo was about to make his way to a random table, when he spotted Reylan, Alisea, and Aster, all eating there breakfast. Theo waved slightly, before ordering the same meal he had the previous night - it was delicious then, it will probably be delicious now. Karma soon joined up with the group a little after Theo had finished eating, and the others were about to leave. Theo offered a small wave to him, and to Dubstepp as well when he entered, looking far more tired than Theo would have expected.
While Theo was happy to see that Aster and Alisea were okay, the fact that Kajin still wasn't around was very disturbing... Reylan and the girls decided to head on out, heading to do some shopping before they regrouped for the dungeon. Theo instead passed the time with Karma and Dubstepp, listening to the latter rap while tapping the table to the beat. While it certainly wasn't bad, it did surprise Theo that someone was (or at least was pretending to be) as unique as he made Dirk out to be. But Theo was in agreement with Karma - 2 copper definitely wasn't the most, but it was at least better than nothing. Karma rose to his feet shortly after, before talking about buying some healing supplies. Theo rose to his feet as well, before turning on his heel.
"I'll see you guys at the meeting point... I gotta go check something."
Theo barely noticed that he wasn't using his Dirk voice - he was too focused. Why the hell wasn't Kajin there? He was the one who suggested teaming everyone up in the first place, right? You'd expect him to show up for breakfast... A cold pit formed in Theo's stomach as he reached Kajin's door. With a shaky hand, he managed to open it - it was unlocked. Theo turned the door handle slowly, as the wood slowly creaked on old hinges. The room was clean, with the only evidence someone was inside being that the covers on the bed were messy - as if someone was sleeping there.
Theo nearly had a heart attack. Was this death game real? Was one of his first friends in this place already dead? What the fuck...
Theo wretched, his freshly eaten meal escaping his stomach in a flood of vomit. Theo was breathing heavily, so fast he was nearly hyperventilating. This was sick... Theo thought this was all a joke - at worst they would be stuck here and simply brought back to the real world when they died... Slowly he calmed down. He didn't have complete evidence. If he was lucky, Kajin just woke up early and left... Yeah, that had to be it. He'd show up at 9, and they would all be a team...
Theo went back to his room, and lied on his bed, praying he might be able to sleep away the event.
He simply laid in bed for two hours, and once he realized it was 9, he dragged himself to the dining area, taking a seat at an empty table.
Name: Tommy Pratt Age: 14 Home Region/Town: Goldenrod City, Johto.
Typically wears the school uniform, but whenever he is out of school or allowed to wear casual attire, he will wear work clothes that one would expect a construction worker to wear - he occasionally even wears a hard hat.
Bio: Personality wise, Tommy can only be described as obsessed - every moment he can, he is either talking about or watching martial arts - doesn't matter the kind. Boxing, Wrestling, the style doesn't matter to him - all that matters is that it is people clobbering each other. This led to his personality traits being heavily exaggerated - he constantly tries to be the center of attention, and has adopted a loud and obnoxious voice in order to make his presence known. He is nice, but can be very overbearing and intense, and his obsession will get old quick for those around him. While he is very physically fit, Tommy isn't the brightest guy out there. He's not dumb, he just never focuses on things outside his narrow field of focus, leading to fairly bad grades. Along with this, he's honestly a bad trainer - he relies too heavily on his own Pokemon being smart enough to dodge attacks and understand what he wants them to do, and he barely understands how type advantage works - he mainly just tries to overpower an opponent with raw strength rather than using strategy.
Tommy only picks moves for his Pokemon based on their names - if it has a name that sounds like something a professional fighter would yell, it's okay. He also idolizes gym leaders like Chuck and Crasher Wake, for obvious reasons. He is a hard worker who gives 110% and never gives up, which is the only explanation for how he managed to make it this far without realizing how bad he is at battling. His dream is to wrestle an Ursaring into submission. Other than fighting, Tommy is interested in weightlifting, video games, scary things, and Pokemon battles. He doesn't plan on becoming a trainer, but decided that learning how Pokemon fight could be a bonding experience with his own Pokemon.
History: Born to an upper middle class family, Tommy lived a life of relative peace most of his life. His father owned a construction company, while his mother was a housewife. For years, Tommy was constantly sheltered, kept in the house and taught so he could one day inherit the family business. His father and mother had him at a late age (Dad was 48, Mom was 39), and since he was an only child, there care and constant attention was understandable. Still, that didn't mean Tommy appreciated the constant supervision - unlike other kids his age, he wasn't allowed to go out and play, or even own a pet. The only thing he was allowed to do was stay inside, which wasn't too hard with television and the internet. Not much happened, until he reached 10 - this was when he discovered the world of martial arts. The fantastic Crasher Wake wrestling down opponents before delivering a cool line or singing his amazing songs, and fighting type Pokemon fighting each other with tournament rules! Everything he wasn't allowed to do was right there so, in secret, he began to train.
He lacked any sort of weights, but he did body weight exercises and stole building materials from his dad. By 11, his parents mercifully bought him a bench press, a squat rack, and weights, and while his father or a construction Pokemon from work was watching, he was allowed to exercise as much as he wished. All the while, he practiced boxing moves from watching television, whether it was from professionals or Hitmonchans didn't matter. He didn't practice anything else for fear of messing up techniques, and with his parents always watching over him, he didn't want to make loud noises by practicing kicks. By 12, he was more stronger than most 15 year olds, but he was slowing down. Without proper guidance on things like nutrition and routines, he slowly was plateauing, something that terrified him. Not much growth happened during this time, and by 13, he was only slightly stronger. Luckily, this was when he received the present of the lifetime.
Knowing that he was slowly becoming an independent person, Tommy's parents got him something all kids wished for - a Pokemon! He was only a few months old, but the Machop that hatched from one of the construction Pokemon's eggs was a fitting gift. While they apologized for not getting him one that was cooler or cuter, Tommy was overjoyed to have a training partner. The two spent every moment together, playing, eating, working out, even sleeping. Their relationship was almost creepy to Tommy's parets, but the two were the best of friends. In the next few months, the Machop became the friend that Tommy never had. One night, however, his father brought home an egg.
Tommy's father was slowly growing tired of the construction business, but still did his best to help his employees - this included watching any eggs the Pokemon laid. Normally, the eggs are sold to breeders or young trainers, but there were a large number this year and this egg hadn't been bought for awhile - thanks to the excess stock, it had to be kept somewhere, and Tommy's father volunteered to keep it until they could sell it. It was only a few seconds - Tommy's father left to use the bathroom, and with only Tommy and the Egg left in the room,it began to shake, crack, and reveal a baby Timburr. By the time Tommy's father came back, it was too late - it had already imprinted on Tommy, and his father reluctantly allowed it to stay. The next few months were relatively hectic - Tommy's father decided to retire, allowing his board of directors to make decisions in his steed and, wanting to relax of the rest of his life, moved to the hectic city of Hau'oli City. Tommy's mother, rather disapprovingly, allowed Tommy to enroll in the nearby school, Alola academy. Since school was starting in only a few months, Tommy decided to flesh out his team a bit more.
His parents always told him to be careful, and never go outside unless he had to... But when Tommy just saw a Croagunk lying on ground near route 1, he just had to take the opportunity to catch it! Using a pokeball he had bought from the local pokemart, he easily caught the unconscious Pokemon. Tommy being Tommy, he never pondered why a croagunk was just lying on the ground in a region where they were not native, and he never discovered that Croagunk was released by a breeder due to it's disobedient nature. Croagunk was healed at a Pokemon center, but thanks to the trauma it endured, it was far from docile, and it took a few days before he could even be released safely. Croagunk never joined in on the training sessions Tommy had with his other Pokemon, and constantly disobeyed his commands. In the two months that they knew each other, an outsider looking in would think they absolutely hated each other.
Finally, the time had come - after two months of constantly counting days, Tommy was finally headed to the Alola academy. Despite not planning on being a trainer, the chance to make his friends stronger was all too enticing. With hope in his heart, Tommy entered the academy!
Team:
Level 5
Moves: -Focus Energy -Bullet Punch -Low Kick
The first Pokemon that Tommy ever got, given to him on his 13th birthday by his father. The two have grown very close over their time together, watching martial arts and wrestling together whenever they are not exercising or fighting. Arguably the closest friend that Tommy has, the two are practically inseparable - it doesn't help that Machop shares nearly the same personality as Tommy, being brash and over-the-top. He and Croagunk often get into fights. Male, has a brave nature.
Level 5
Moves: -Pound -Force Palm -Focus Energy
The second Pokemon that Tommy ever received, given to him when he was 13 and 7 months. While Machop is more similar to him in personality, Timburr is far more calm and relaxed, if a little apathetic. He only ever feels energetic when throwing his weight around, both literally and metaphorically. He isn't loyal as Machop, but is not as rebellious as Croahunk, making him a middle ground. Male, has a lax nature.
Level 5
Moves: -Astonish -Mud Slap -Bullet Punch
Tommy's most recent Pokemon, the first one he ever caught on his own about 2 months ago. While the other two have lived with Tommy and are used to him, Croagunk is blatantly rebellious to his trainer, refusing to use certain moves in favor of others and disobeying orders. This would be a problem if Croagunk wasn't far better at battling then Tommy - the only reason Croagunk was caught in the first place was because it was sick at the time. He is very intelligent, and while Tommy comes to heads with him often, the two care about one another. Croagunk, unlike Tommy's other pokemon (and even Tommy himself), is actually good at strategizing and using type advantage, something Tommy completely ignores. Male, has a Naughty Nature.
Name: Tommy Pratt Age: 14 Home Region/Town: Goldenrod City, Johto.
Typically wears the school uniform, but whenever he is out of school or allowed to wear casual attire, he will wear work clothes that one would expect a construction worker to wear - he occasionally even wears a hard hat.
Bio: Personality wise, Tommy can only be described as obsessed - every moment he can, he is either talking about or watching martial arts - doesn't matter the kind. Boxing, Wrestling, the style doesn't matter to him - all that matters is that it is people clobbering each other. This led to his personality traits being heavily exaggerated - he constantly tries to be the center of attention, and has adopted a loud and obnoxious voice in order to make his presence known. He is nice, but can be very overbearing and intense, and his obsession will get old quick for those around him. While he is very physically fit, Tommy isn't the brightest guy out there. He's not dumb, he just never focuses on things outside his narrow field of focus, leading to fairly bad grades. Along with this, he's honestly a bad trainer - he relies too heavily on his own Pokemon being smart enough to dodge attacks and understand what he wants them to do, and he barely understands how type advantage works - he mainly just tries to overpower an opponent with raw strength rather than using strategy.
Tommy only picks moves for his Pokemon based on their names - if it has a name that sounds like something a professional fighter would yell, it's okay. He also idolizes gym leaders like Chuck and Crasher Wake, for obvious reasons. He is a hard worker who gives 110% and never gives up, which is the only explanation for how he managed to make it this far without realizing how bad he is at battling. His dream is to wrestle an Ursaring into submission. Other than fighting, Tommy is interested in weightlifting, video games, scary things, and Pokemon battles. He doesn't plan on becoming a trainer, but decided that learning how Pokemon fight could be a bonding experience with his own Pokemon.
History: Born to an upper middle class family, Tommy lived a life of relative peace most of his life. His father owned a construction company, while his mother was a housewife. For years, Tommy was constantly sheltered, kept in the house and taught so he could one day inherit the family business. His father and mother had him at a late age (Dad was 48, Mom was 39), and since he was an only child, there care and constant attention was understandable. Still, that didn't mean Tommy appreciated the constant supervision - unlike other kids his age, he wasn't allowed to go out and play, or even own a pet. The only thing he was allowed to do was stay inside, which wasn't too hard with television and the internet. Not much happened, until he reached 10 - this was when he discovered the world of martial arts. The fantastic Crasher Wake wrestling down opponents before delivering a cool line or singing his amazing songs, and fighting type Pokemon fighting each other with tournament rules! Everything he wasn't allowed to do was right there so, in secret, he began to train.
He lacked any sort of weights, but he did body weight exercises and stole building materials from his dad. By 11, his parents mercifully bought him a bench press, a squat rack, and weights, and while his father or a construction Pokemon from work was watching, he was allowed to exercise as much as he wished. All the while, he practiced boxing moves from watching television, whether it was from professionals or Hitmonchans didn't matter. He didn't practice anything else for fear of messing up techniques, and with his parents always watching over him, he didn't want to make loud noises by practicing kicks. By 12, he was more stronger than most 15 year olds, but he was slowing down. Without proper guidance on things like nutrition and routines, he slowly was plateauing, something that terrified him. Not much growth happened during this time, and by 13, he was only slightly stronger. Luckily, this was when he received the present of the lifetime.
Knowing that he was slowly becoming an independent person, Tommy's parents got him something all kids wished for - a Pokemon! He was only a few months old, but the Machop that hatched from one of the construction Pokemon's eggs was a fitting gift. While they apologized for not getting him one that was cooler or cuter, Tommy was overjoyed to have a training partner. The two spent every moment together, playing, eating, working out, even sleeping. Their relationship was almost creepy to Tommy's parets, but the two were the best of friends. In the next few months, the Machop became the friend that Tommy never had. One night, however, his father brought home an egg.
Tommy's father was slowly growing tired of the construction business, but still did his best to help his employees - this included watching any eggs the Pokemon laid. Normally, the eggs are sold to breeders or young trainers, but there were a large number this year and this egg hadn't been bought for awhile - thanks to the excess stock, it had to be kept somewhere, and Tommy's father volunteered to keep it until they could sell it. It was only a few seconds - Tommy's father left to use the bathroom, and with only Tommy and the Egg left in the room,it began to shake, crack, and reveal a baby Timburr. By the time Tommy's father came back, it was too late - it had already imprinted on Tommy, and his father reluctantly allowed it to stay. The next few months were relatively hectic - Tommy's father decided to retire, allowing his board of directors to make decisions in his steed and, wanting to relax of the rest of his life, moved to the hectic city of Hau'oli City. Tommy's mother, rather disapprovingly, allowed Tommy to enroll in the nearby school, Alola academy. Since school was starting in only a few months, Tommy decided to flesh out his team a bit more.
His parents always told him to be careful, and never go outside unless he had to... But when Tommy just saw a Croagunk lying on ground near route 1, he just had to take the opportunity to catch it! Using a pokeball he had bought from the local pokemart, he easily caught the unconscious Pokemon. Tommy being Tommy, he never pondered why a croagunk was just lying on the ground in a region where they were not native, and he never discovered that Croagunk was released by a breeder due to it's disobedient nature. Croagunk was healed at a Pokemon center, but thanks to the trauma it endured, it was far from docile, and it took a few days before he could even be released safely. Croagunk never joined in on the training sessions Tommy had with his other Pokemon, and constantly disobeyed his commands. In the two months that they knew each other, an outsider looking in would think they absolutely hated each other.
Finally, the time had come - after two months of constantly counting days, Tommy was finally headed to the Alola academy. Despite not planning on being a trainer, the chance to make his friends stronger was all too enticing. With hope in his heart, Tommy entered the academy!
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Level 5
Moves: -Focus Energy -Bullet Punch -Low Kick
The first Pokemon that Tommy ever got, given to him on his 13th birthday by his father. The two have grown very close over their time together, watching martial arts and wrestling together whenever they are not exercising or fighting. Arguably the closest friend that Tommy has, the two are practically inseparable - it doesn't help that Machop shares nearly the same personality as Tommy, being brash and over-the-top. He and Croagunk often get into fights. Male, has a brave nature.
Level 5
Moves: -Pound -Force Palm -Focus Energy
The second Pokemon that Tommy ever received, given to him when he was 13 and 7 months. While Machop is more similar to him in personality, Timburr is far more calm and relaxed, if a little apathetic. He only ever feels energetic when throwing his weight around, both literally and metaphorically. He isn't loyal as Machop, but is not as rebellious as Croahunk, making him a middle ground. Male, has a lax nature.
Level 5
Moves: -Astonish -Mud Slap -Bullet Punch
Tommy's most recent Pokemon, the first one he ever caught on his own about 2 months ago. While the other two have lived with Tommy and are used to him, Croagunk is blatantly rebellious to his trainer, refusing to use certain moves in favor of others and disobeying orders. This would be a problem if Croagunk wasn't far better at battling then Tommy - the only reason Croagunk was caught in the first place was because it was sick at the time. He is very intelligent, and while Tommy comes to heads with him often, the two care about one another. Croagunk, unlike Tommy's other pokemon (and even Tommy himself), is actually good at strategizing and using type advantage, something Tommy completely ignores. Male, has a Naughty Nature.
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