Create an NPC! Competition

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This is an ongoing competition.
Start date: As soon as you see this thread. c:
End date: None announced, none predicted.

What the fuck are you up to now, Alli!?
WELL BASICALLY.
I figured that it'd be fun to have you all create some colorful, interesting NPCs. Near and I shouldn't be the only ones having that joygasm of FUN. -coughsacrasmonfuncough-
Hopefully this will actually be fun for you.

Basically, there are many different types of people out there in the world with many different occupations. But if we don't know about them, we assume they don't exist. So.

In the Encyclopedia, later (probably much later, knowing me, I'll probably FORGET haha), I'm going to create an NPC reference. It will have a brief amount of information about each NPC, typically no more than is already provided around the site, but it'll be an all-in-one reference--yes, it will include route NPCs, shop keepers, gym leaders, elites, ALL OF THEM. And it will also include the characters that you guys will be making. Hopefully. I mean, hopefully you guys will create some characters.

How does it work?
Below is a list of different people in the world that exist, but we need to know more about them. Your job is to go STALK THE FUCK OUT OF THEM, and by that, I mean create their existence. If you can think of an interesting idea for a type of character not even listed, GO FOR IT. I'm not going to restrict you guys.

BUT REMEMBER
These are not YOUR ACTUAL CHARACTERS, and by that I mean DON'T SPEND FOREVER ON THEM. I don't want to read more than a couple paragraphs of history for these fuckers, and even that is probably pushing it. Don't work too hard on them, guys. c:

So what are these for?
Really, just for fun, but a lot of them may be famous. Music bands will obviously be famous, for example. So will photographers and artists, I'm sure. If I decide to have an interviewer interview a character made here, the interview will actually be between me and you. Though if your character is an interviewer, you may be the one doing the interviewing to others! So figure out what kind of duties they may or may not have (feel free to ask), and work your NPC accordingly!

THE MOTHERFUCKING RULES OMG SEXY

• First come, first serve basis.
  
• You can make characters that are not on the list (like starting your own rock or hip-hop band or whatever the fuck kids listen to these days).
  
• Don't write a block of text thicker than the width of your mouse. SERIOUSLY.
  
• Don't OCD too much over these guys.
  
• The most interesting, original characters might earn prizes. :D
  
• If you want your character to have Pok?mon, feel free to make some up. REMEMBER that everyday people won't have Pokémon over levels of 20 most likely, have no badges (a few might have 1 or 2 but, seriously people), and usually only very common Pokémon at that. Also, most only have a couple, if even, some don't even have any, very few have full teams. I will ask people to edit profiles if they don't seem quite right regarding this rule. Feel free to give them your own unused Pok?mon, though. c: Even if they are rare.

Possible Prizes
Jen or I may like your character so much that we may give you a prize or something like that. Although there's no actual pre-determined prizes or whatever. But basically, if your character is really original and awesome, you may get a free Pokémon or items or something.
This isn't really about prizes. It's about making someone to force your muse back out of hiding, or something along those lines.

The List

• Rockband: Utopian Rebellion
  Lead Singer
  Lead Guitar
  Bass
  Keyboards
  Drums
  Manager
  
• Photographers
  
• Authors
  
• News Station Spokespeople/weather people/interviewers
  
• Scientists
  
• Garbage Men
  
• Clowns
  
• Teachers/Professors
  
• Cab Drivers
  
• Train Drivers
  
• Car Salesmen
  
• Production line workers
  
• Engineers
  
• Crooks
  
• Businessmen
  
• Grocery baggers
  
• Telemarketers
  
• Designers
  
• Construction Workers
  
• Personal Trainers

Naturally, feel free to make ideas all your own. :]
Make your own bands if you want to.

The Form
Use this as a general outline of what to include in their VERY BRIEF profile, which should be posted in this thread.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Ethnicity:
Job:
Clothing Style:
Personality:
History:

Feel free to add other categories. c:

NPCS MADE HERE
Obviously I won't include the entire application, just name/age/sex/job/whom controls whom.

• Utopian Rebellion [Rock Band]
  Lead Singer: First Metis Piraet 20 ♂ Played by Alli.
  Lead Guitar: Scott Elijah Sullivan 27 ♂ Played by Jazz.
  Bassist: Gui Élie Wimund 25 ♂ Played by Zom.
  Drums: James "Clod" Louis Adams 29 ♂ Played by Shoe.
  
• Residual Theory [Metal Band]
  Bass: Jonas Malcolm Flower 22 ♂ Played by Alli.
  
• Construction Workers
  Wesley Lyndon Knox 36 ♂ Played by Jazz.
  
• Radio Station
  Interviewer: Jun Berkeley 22 ♂ Played by Zom.
  Host and DJ: Odele Moussa 19 ♀ Played by Zom.
  
• Skateboarders
  VelX Pro: Chad Henry Tulm 20 ♂ Played by Alli.
  

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Name: First Metis Piraet
---------Yes, that is pronounced "First Matey Pirate"; he introduces himself as 'Metis', though he pronounces it 'Met-iss' because most people do, and most people pronounce his last name as pee-rate. He never uses his first name.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, won't fuck women.
Ethnicity: Vietnamese
Job: Lead singer of Utopian Rebellion. Can play guitar and bass as well. Can't write music, though.
Clothing Style: Visual Kei, punk, indie, grind.
Personality: A gentleman, somewhat polite, but is generally rude to people he doesn't like at first glance. He's promiscuous, flirtatious, and will fuck anyone as long as they don't have some hideously obvious STD. He doesn't mind a person's body; annorexic, obese, he'll fuck it as long as it's attractive and smells nice. Loves nice scents, hates bad odor, especially sweat.
History: Metis was born and raised in Kairuu, though he moved around pretty often, eventually settling in Ivywick. There he was molded to sweet scents, and even to this day becomes sick when around bad smells. He was never too hugely into Pok?mon, preferring to spend his time with his friends. In school, he was always best at science and music, and that stuck through high school. During his senior year, while in detention, he felt like annoying the attendant so he decided to sing really loudly. Someone passing by the school pulled him out and practically forced him to sign into a band the man was making--the manager's son started it. When he graduated, he took up a full-time job as working for the man. When he was eighteen years and seven months old, his father died in a diabetic coma. He moved his mother to Cape Elmhill, and began touring with his band. Since, he's been with his bandmates and has been doing nothing but rising to the top of the charts.
Appearance: Metis stands at 5'9" and weighs 140 pounds or so, giving him a thin appearance. His hair is naturally black, but he bleaches in honey-kissed blonde chunks. His eyes are a pale gray with, seemingly, a tint of pink. He has eight piercings total: three along his left collar bone, along the vein; one three in his lower lip--two towards the right and one in the center--a navel piercing on the bottom, and an eyebrow piercing on his left eyebrow. He has one tattoo, which is of a fake, stitched-up, inch-long wound along his spinal cord on the nape of his neck, bleeding a small bit of blood which is filled in a gradient rainbow--a 'Pride' tattoo.

[Affectionate Zombie]

A dynamic duo, for a lovely little radio show. The show's name is "HEAT", all caps. That's right. HEAT. Feel the buuurrrrrnnnn.

NAME
Jun Isamu Berkeley. (This is pronounced "Juhn Ee-sah-moo Burk-lee.")
AGE
Twenty-two.
GENDER
Male.
SEXUALITY
Bisexual. He doesn't even really lean towards straight or gay; he'll date whoever he happens to like at the time.
ETHNICITY
He's pretty much a mutt. He's got lots of European blood (French, English, German, Slavic, Polish, Irish...) and is half-Japanese on his ma's side. The most people are typically able to pin him down as is "half-Asian".
JOB
Radio show host. He deals with news and interviews.
APPEARANCE
Jun prefers to dress in a way that makes him stand out, but not in a bad way. It's gotta be colorful, gotta be different, and gotta be stylish. If he doesn't look good, he probably won't leave the house. Period. Yes, it's tough sometimes to dress in a way that's young but not too young, fashionable but not too mainstream, out-of-the-ordinary but not enough to make him look like a freak. Still, he'll do it for the sake of beauty! He cares more than he should about his looks, seems like. Well, lucky for him, his efforts towards being a sexy beast pay off.
His hair is naturally muddy-brown but dyed a more pleasant chocolate sort of color, and cut short, maybe three inches long in front and four in the back. It's very smooth and straight, never a strand out of place -- if he can help it. His ears are pierced twice each, and the studs always coordinate with his outfit. His eyes, almond-shaped, are a nice hazel color, his skin is lightly-tanned, and his features are angular, his cheekbones pronounced, nose and chin small but almost pointed, and eyebrows neatly plucked. He's about 5'7" and skinny, with knobby knees and elbows that he hates; he makes a point of wearing clothes that hide the flaws. His lips are soft and plump, a contrast to the features that would otherwise seem harsh or awkward. Overall, he's a pretty good-looking guy, and his sense of style (his favorite outfits are the ones that hug his hips, hide his boyish knobby joints, and have plenty of cool patterns and colors to decorate them) gives him the appearance of someone truly famous.
What a shame, then, that he's a radio show host. It's likely that the majority of those who tune in don't even know what he looks like.
PERSONALITY
It's appropriate that Jun does all the interviewing for his and Bailey's show, because boy, this guy sure does love to make small-talk. There's never an awkward moment if you're having a conversation with him. Period. He's always chatting cheerfully about something or another, and making sure to involve everyone nearby if they aren't already preoccupied with something or someone else. Though he's incredibly friendly and easy to talk to, he does tend to get overwhelming in long doses, because he rarely runs out of steam and loves to party and have a good time, something that not everyone is able to deal with all of the time. Sometimes he doesn't know when to stop playing and get serious, on top of that, which may make him out to be apathetic or just dense. He's a little of both, really, and vain as well. Still, he's a fun person to be around from time to time. It takes someone incredibly blunt (ergo, willing to tell him when to "shut the hell up"; don't worry, it won't offend him, not much does unless you're insulting his fashion sense) or incredibly tolerant to be a long-term companion. A combination of both is recommended.
HISTORY
Born to Aaron and Kei Berkeley, Jun grew up in a pleasant middle-class environment, living in Kairuu for most of his life. He was always a bit hyperactive and rowdy, not to mention chatty, the combination of these things enough to drive his teachers nuts. As a kid, he was constantly in trouble, either sitting in detention or getting scolded by educators. Usually he just grinned through their lectures and punishments, and his classmates would roll their eyes and laugh at him. He was a great class clown, but not much else.
In high school, he started to consider becoming a game show host, or talk show host, or just a host of something because Arceus, if he didn't wind up doing a type of job that encouraged him to socialize and be his usual energetic self, he'd be in trouble. Once he got to college, he met Odele, and together they decided to start a radio show. (Odele insisted they didn't do anything with cameras, because she was a little shy.) It was a hit on-campus, and soon spread throughout Kairuu, playing all kinds of music with some news and the occasional interview on the side. Jun insists that he was destined for fame, so isn't surprised by the success of the show. Right. Sure.




NAME
Odele Phemia Moussa. ("Oh-dell Feh-mee-uh Moo-sah.")
AGE
Nineteen.
GENDER
Female.
SEXUALITY
She isn't telling, and as far as the general public knows, she's never dated. Except for maybe Jun, only she knows.
ETHNICITY
Odele is of Middle-Eastern descent. No accent (though her dad has one and her mother did when she was a little girl), but it's pretty obvious.
JOB
Radio show host. She's the DJ, playing the music and sound effects.
APPEARANCE
Link!
Her companion is the type to turn heads, to demand attention. Odele is not, and yet she has such fascinating, unique features that some people find it difficult to look away. She has dark skin, a brown that's more sandy than those of African descent are known for, and fine, silky, long black hair that falls all the way down to her hips, a curtain of straight, smooth night. (She doesn't style it very well, though; it's parted straight down the middle and is flat. Boring.) Her eyes are large and murky brown, framed by long, dark lashes, and her face is beautiful, though in an unorthodox way. She has a large nose and pouty lips, somewhat thick eyebrows, and a tiny, pink tattoo of a heart right beneath her left eye. Though some features are too pronounced, and some others just don't seem terribly attractive on their own, she has long, graceful features that bring everything together into something bizarre and stunning.
She likes wearing little clips in her hair at times, but asides from those and often a large pair of headphones hanging around her neck, her choice of clothing is nothing spectacular. Skinny jeans, two-year-old sneakers that she can't bring herself to get rid of, maybe a vest over a cute tee-shirt. Her tall, slender body models most anything nicely, a fact that she doesn't seem to be aware of. On that note, it's quite obvious that she's a bit self-conscious; she walks with her eyes downcast and steps unenthusiastic, awkward, and humble.
PERSONALITY
She's a quiet girl, and not very confident. The way she moves, the way she talks... it all suggests that she doesn't believe in herself, and meeting her in person, you wonder if she's even the same girl you've heard on the radio. While she rarely raises her voice or even calls attention to herself if she's talking to someone face-to-face, on the air, she's much more bold, her voice loud and playful. She'll crack jokes and make fun of Jun and comment occasionally on the music she's playing. It seems that, behind all her self-doubt, she's outgoing and longs to branch out, to make friends. (Maybe the knowledge that people are actually watching her when she's in a crowd or talking to someone is what keeps her so uncomfortable. It's unnerving.) Around Jun, she's able to relax and get a bit more comfortable, keeping her hyperactive companion in line to the best of her ability and trying to knock his ego down a peg or two when necessary. It's just those first few meetings that're awkward. She'll most likely even give up with interaction and just absorb herself in her music if you don't try hard enough to involve her in whatever conversation you're having.
HISTORY
Odele grew up in Lavaridge Town (in Hoenn), raised by her strict but loving parents in the pleasant, warm town. When she was younger, most of the kids her age idolized Flannery and aspired to be trainers and gym leaders like her, or maybe breeders, or coordinators. She simply couldn't get interested in all of that. Maybe all of the action didn't appeal? All she wanted was to sit back and listen to music. Yes, she was a solitary child, and it worried her parents a bit. She did well in school and never seemed to cause trouble, but she didn't have many friends or goals. Just music. It was all about the music.
High school came too fast, and still she hadn't come out of her shell. Then college, at which point she left home to a school in Kairuu. It was a pretty big change, but the school was decent, and there she met Jun. He was outgoing and ambitious, though his ambitions never led him anywhere; he had no focus, so he'd start projects and they would fall to pieces the second he lost interest. Together, they decided to create a little radio show on-campus. Not a news show or comedy show or anything that would catch Odele on film. That would be a bust, because she wasn't good in front of cameras. The radio show was a big hit, since Jun's energy and commentary, along with her focus and musical taste, kept people tuning in. They got lucky and made it onto the region-wide airwaves, and now they have a regular spot for their show. She's frankly shocked they're still going, but she enjoys it a lot and she gets paid for doing something she loves, so hey. She can't complain!




AND!
Meet HEAT's mascot... DISCO INFERNO, the Chatot!



GENDER
Male.
LEVEL
Eighteen. (Jun and Odele are trying to level him up gradually, so he can learn Mimic and repeat what they say. They think it'd be cool. As of right now, though, he's quite capable of making up his own smart-ass commentary.)
ATTACKS
Peck, Growl, Mirror Move, Sing, Fury Attack.
PERSONALITY
He's rude, outspoken, and loves getting in the last word whenever he can. This bird is more than enough reason for people to wish Kairuu Pokémon couldn't talk -- or, rather, that Kairuu citizens couldn't understand. Typically he has to be kept away from the mics during the radio show, because he's known to squawk profanities as loud as he can, or insult famous people for no real reason other than that he's bored and felt like it. Odele and Jun probably would have gotten a more likable mascot if they weren't so attached to their little jackass of a Chatot. Oh, Disco, you jerk~

XXX

EDIT! Odele's been gifted a lovely little Pokémon all her own, and now, he's become HEAT's second mascot! Meet... FOO-FOO FIGHTER the shiny Buneary!



GENDER
Male.
LEVEL
One.
ATTACKS
Splash, Pound, Defense Curl, Foresight.
PERSONALITY
Foo is the polar opposite of Disco. He's quiet, shy, and very polite, usually keeping to himself and cuddling with Odele rather than communicating with anyone else. The Buneary is a sweetheart, for sure, but being under pressure or being the center of attention will make him so nervous that he's likely to just whimper and curl up into a ball until whatever's unnerving him is gone. It's funny, then, that he's co-mascot of a famous radio show. That means lots of attention. He deals with it, though, in an attempt to impress Odele.

[[Shoe ♥]!]

*Hee! My pretty picture was done by Harbek on DA. Though someone cropped it, making it easier to introduce myself! Aren't I a doll?

☮ name;
Well, my birth given name is something like... James Louis Adams. But I'm not a James, really; he's a little too uptight and stuff for my liking. So everyone just calls me "Clod." Oh, and sometimes people call me "Cloddy." Or you could spell it with an "ie" if you want. I'm impartial like that, yeah.

☮ age;
Well, last time I had a birthday people kept telling me I was like, twenty-nine. Or something. So maybe that? I dunno, yeah.

☮ gender;
Does it really matter, man? I mean, I'm pretty enough to be a girl, yeah? But I'm a dude, dude. Seriously trippy, right?

☮ sexuality;
Well, I wouldn't exactly push a guy out of my bed, I'm not a homosexual, I think. Whoever makes the first move, really. But if I had my choice, I'd like a pretty lady. Or a not so pretty lady. Or maybe if the guy was a pretty boy, yeah. How about, I love everyone? Especially you.

☮ ethnicity;
Well, I dunno, man. I mean, my mom always claimed we was from Manchester New York or somewhere. So I guess New York? Is that even an ethnicity? Oh! And my dad said I was German. Yeah? Is that it? That's ethnicity? Cool, man.

☮ job;
Job, man? I have a job now? Well, I sort of bang the drums around for various bands sometimes. You know "Utopian Rebellion?" I work for them mostly. Also some tribute Grateful Dead band and umm... some other band called "Captain Blue's Sky Pilot Ship." Oh, and some nights people try and get me to play with "Slur," the band that got me into bands. And I mess around with them a lot. People say I'm good, yeah. Super good. But I do is bang the drums. I kinda find it fun. I mean, of course I find it fun - or else I wouldn't do it, man.

☮ clothing style;
Well, I like cheap, easy things that are comfortable and gentle on my skin. It's fragile, you know, man? Oh, and I like feathers, and my collar, and my wristbands, and leather. Especially leather vests, you know, man? Oh, and nice, worn-out jeans. I usually like tears in them, too, yeah. But people always find the need to tell me they're ripped to shreds, and that's not cool. You would think people would remember that I just like them ripped, but whatever. Oh, and I hate shoes, so I don't wear them. Like, ever. One time my mate Redder decided to host a gig (I was full-time at Slur at the time, yeah) at some like, glass place. And there was glass all over the floor or something, man. And my feet got scratched up and cut, yeah? So painful, so painful. But I still don't like shoes, yeah.

☮ appearance;
People like to call me pretty-boy Cloddy 'cos they like my eyes and long, girly hair. It's pretty, yeah? I think so too. And it's soft! You wanna pet it? Please? You can even scratch me behind the ears, yeah! I'd like that, yeah! Yeah~ ♥
Oh? You'd like to hear something else than about my hair? But what else matters? It's a symbol of my independence, and that's probably why I hooked up with that Rebellion band anyway. It wasn't really my type, but the government sometimes disappoints me, and how better to express it than with song? It's as pretty as my hair~
Oh, um, right. Well, people say I'm well-built, yeah. Like, strong and muscely. A lot of my fans like to hop on my back and have a free ride of sorts. Which is totally cool with me, yeah. I kinda find it fun. I like to connect with the fans, right? Oh, and umm... I'm not too weird looking - it's well hidden muscle, ya know? So yah. And I can't live without my accessories, like my leather and stuff. I may love life and stuff, but that doesn't stop me from eating meat and stuff, yeah.

☮ personality;
Well, I consider myself as just another human being, yeah. We're all brothers and sisters, and I love all of you. I'd never turn down a request unless it went against my morals; like killing or hurting another being, 'cos that's just sick. Really sick, man. I don't really like to fight, and I hate fighting my Pok?mon Woof with others, because that's wrong. I mean, I understand why people do it, but I don't like it, still. It's a cruel, cruel, cruel game. Poor things -hugs Woof-.
Oh, and I like music, yeah. But of course you knew that. People say I'm really good at what I do, and some like to compare me to Keith Moon, who is totally better than me I swear to God. Though I don't think I'll like, drown in a pool or something. People say I'm a workaholic, too, because all I do is go from one of my four bands to another one and play. Oh, and say hi to people in the park. Yeah.
I don't really take things seriously, though, I'm told. But really, what's the point? I'm on this Earth with the rest of you for only so long, and I'm not gonna waste it being grouchy and stuff with people, 'cos there's no fun in that, yeah.
My mom always called me 'confused,' so I guess I am. And indecisive, and umm.. I don't understand much sometimes. I'm not stupid or anything, but I don't like to go out of my way to understand stuff. Between you and me, I can't even read music - I do everything from memory and I sometimes wing it. People don't care, 'cos it sounds good, I guess, and people like me for me. So yeah, I'm okay with that. And I don't really care if you aren't, because I know some people don't love me and that's cool. Those people just have different tastes and I can accept that. I would just appreciate it if people don't threaten me or something. I can deal with hate sites, mean emails, and people simply telling me they hate me; but don't threaten my physically. I get really, really scared.
Oh, and I'm really a people person, if you didn't know. You wanna be friends? Let's be friends. I want to be friends with you, yeah.

☮ history;
Huh, actually, I don't really care about this aspect of me. Like, yeah. I mean, is it really that important on why I'm here? All that matters is that I'm with you now, and I'm here to stay unless people don't want me to, or if I'm forced to go somewhere or something, man. But I'll give you something or something.
Like, I was born somewhere, my mom says it was .... umm.. like, Johto. Somewhere in there, yeah. And I grew up with music, and I grew up banging stuff like drums, and that was fun. Then we moved to Kairuu, and I met my friend George, and we hung out with some other people. They gave me the name "Clod" and also gave me Woof. So we were pretty tight, yeah. We hung, and then George, Redder, Dacy, Yero and I started "Slur" out of need for bread. We got pretty big (we sold like, ten albums and made lots of money, yeah). We broke up to do other things, but we keep in touch a lot, yeah. Every so often we do a tribute tour to raise money for other people in less fortunate places. In fact, we donated most of the money. Well, I least I did, yeah. I didn't need all that much.
So I hung around in the park alot, got into some tribute bands, and started Captain Blue's Sky Pilot Ship. We weren't as famous as Slur, but people still liked me, yeah. In fact, they dug me so much that some cat from "Utopian Rebellion" hit me up, said he wanted me for his band, and I said yeah, so there I am. We're pretty big, yeah, but I still like to live in the park in Ivywick; not like they let me much anymore, yeah. I kind of want out of it, but I decided that I won't disappear from the band until they break up themselves. Then maybe I'll use some of my money to buy Woof and me an Earthship - maybe settle down, raise a family, yeah. That'd be so nice.

Oh, say hi to Woof

[/i], she's like, my best friend, yeah.[/color][/b]

isn't she pretty, yeah? ♥[/color][/center]

☯ gender;
Aww, my Woof's a cute little girl. I love her soooo much~
☯ level;
Ummm... I think her level is like, two, yeah? I don't train her at all. Though one of these days I might put her in the day care so she can evolve into an Ariados, but I dunno if she'd like that. I'll ask her one day. Not that I don't think she's pretty as is.
☯ personality;
Well, Woof's like, my best friend. She's really chill, yeah. I don't think there's anything that scare her, 'cept for war and screaming ladies who are terrified of her. She gets all sad and hides her face because then she feels ugly and like a monster, the poor doll. Woof likes to perch on my head and stuff, also my shoulder. She's got this like, cute little voice that's all silky, and she loves to give compliments. Oh, she also likes climbing, and making people gifts out of silk. I'm wearing a bracelet she made for me right now~ ♥ She loves people like me, and while she doesn't say much, when she does it's important. So listen up, yeah!

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credit to makani of deviantart for the ref. image

Construction workers are important. There would be no buildings without them. So...yeah. x3

name.
Wesley Lyndon Knox

nickname.
Wes

age.
36

gender.
male

sexuality.
heterosexual

ethnicity.
scottish | australian

job.
construction worker
-- particularly skilled in the fields of masonry and welding.

appearance.
Wesley is a sturdily built man who stands at a height of 5'10'', with his weight fluctuating around 210 pounds. He's a rather gruff-looking individual; a product of years of strenuous physical labor. His rugged, defined features grant the thirty-six year old a somewhat attractive appearance, though he's never seemed to think so. Being of Scottish descent, Wes has inherited an intense shade of red hair. However, he keeps it at a buzz-cut length, as it gets too uncomfortable when he wears his hardhat every day. He also possesses vibrant blue-green eyes, which are most often masked by his welder's goggles.

When not out on a job site where he has to don the standard overalls and orange jumpsuit, Wes prefers to wear jeans and tee shirts. He isn't a very adamant shopper, so most of his clothing has seen more than its fair share of abuse. He also prefers wearing boots to athletic shoes, for whatever the reason. Despite his torn jeans, hiking boots, and tough exterior, Wes never fails to appear clean cut and gentlemanly.

personality.
Though he may appear callous and hard-bitten, Wesley is actually quite the polite and considerate individual. However, he doesn't appreciate it when people exploit his kind nature, and will not hesitate in standing his ground or speaking his mind -- whatever might be on it.

There's not one person in the world who doesn't have some kind of bad habit. Wesley Knox's seemingly unbreakable bad habit is the tendency to swear. The man has quite the sailor's tongue! Who could blame him; spending years around a tough crowd is sure to have some adverse affect on a person. He attempts to keep his words in check, but often finds it quite difficult.

history.
Wesley Lyndon Knox was born in Oreburgh, a busy mining city located in the Sinnoh region. Even from a young age he was interested in construction; his parents would buy him puzzles, blocks, fake tool sets--anything that he could use to build with. As he grew older, his father allowed him to start using real tools. The eager young boy began building birdhouses, toy cars, and even small-scale models of his hometown!

Impressed with Wes's talents, his father introduced him to the boss of Oreburgh's mine. Wes, now a teenager, was quickly offered a job. He enjoyed his work, but felt restricted and cut off working underground. He wanted to expand his horizons and work on an actual job site...above ground. He was particularly fascinated with the bricklaying and welding trade, and wanted to try his hand in that field.

Wes quit his job as a miner, deciding that he'd travel Sinnoh in search of work. Before he departed, however, his parents gifted him with a Pokémon that would aid him in his aspirations. With his new Geodude, Wesley set off for big cities such as Jubilife and Hearthome, in which he was sure he could get work. He was successful for a while, working small construction projects.

Wesley was eventually relocated to the coastal city of Sunyshore. He loved it there -- the suspended roads were really what won him over though. It was in Sunyshore that he finally got involved with welding. He found his Magby outside of the town, abandoned. Having taken the creature in, Wes uses the Pok?mon's fiery element to aid him in his construction work.

Currently, Wes has been traveling about the region of Kairuu, working on various construction projects there. He was rather reluctant to leave Sunyshore, but he couldn't turn down the opportunity for better pay. He resides in the city of Plainfair, though he commutes to various places around Kairuu in order to work.

Pok?mon.

name -
Craig

level -
15

attacks -
tackle, defense curl, mud sport,
rock polish, rock throw, magnitude

nature -
Craig is a determined and loyal Pokémon. Just like Wes, he won't stop until the job is finished, and even then he's eager to do more. The Geodude hardly ever speaks. However, when he does, it's only in guttural noises or short, choppy sentences. Needless to say, the rock-type is a bit of a show-off at times, using his incredible strength to impress (or sometimes annoy) fellow construction workers or passerby.

name -
Tyson

level -
7

attacks -
smog, leer, ember

nature -
Tyson is a timid, soft-spoken little creature. He was found abandoned by Wes, who took him in. Wes takes him to the construction site almost daily in order to help bring him out of his shell. His help is enlisted when it comes to welding or other jobs requiring fire or heat. Ty enjoys being of some help to his trainer, but he often gets distracted or frightened by loud sounds or the large machinery.

[Affectionate Zombie]

Credit goes to tobiee at deviantART for the ref.

NAME
Gui Élie Wimund. ("Gee" with a hard "guh" sort of "g" -- not said like a "j" -- and then "Wee-mond." Middle name is pronounced "Ell-ee.")
AGE
Twenty-five.
GENDER
Male.
SEXUALITY
Gay one-hundred percent. Before he and his band got famous, he was more flexible, but... the screeching fangirls were the nail in the bisexual coffin. Guys are less obnoxious, if you ask him.
ETHNICITY
Both of his parents were of direct French descent, speaking the language fluently and having relatively-thick accents. He speaks French and has a faint accent himself.
JOB
Bassist in the band Utopian Rebellion.
APPEARANCE
He seems pretty lethargic, honestly, with none of the mischief or energy that rock stars tend to be known for. (But he certainly fits the "drugs, alcohol and hard times" bit.) Heavy-lidded, dark eyes and bags underneath, constantly slightly-parted lips, awful posture... Yes, he doesn't look too alert. The twitch of his eyebrows is aggravated and his brown-with-yellow-streaks hair isn't always as clean or well-groomed as it should be. His skin is naturally tan, however, so he doesn't seem too unhealthy. Probably just hungover or something.
His clothes always are more for comfort than for looks, overly-huge and not always matching well. Gui's pants are consistently three sizes too big for them and hang low on his hips, the suspenders that aren't worn over his shoulders doing nothing to keep them up. His huge tees, with the logos of little-known bands adorning them, are usually covered by equally-huge jackets and accessorized by necklaces. Other than these necklaces, he also has a pierced lip and pierced ears (each ear is pierced several times), and two more hidden piercings on his hips.
PERSONALITY
Gui's not the most agreeable person in the world. People annoy him, especially stupid people, and while he doesn't usually vocalize his aggravation, it's always obvious enough on his face. He likes flying solo and doing his own thing whether others like it or not, so being in a band with four other people is not the best lifestyle for a guy like him. These things, along with his nasty drinking and smoking habits, make him tough to be around.
Hell if he cares, though. He's in the band because he wants to play music and be on the road, and okay, his bandmates aren't that bad... He can tolerate them, so he gets along better with them than with most people. If he didn't, no doubt he'd have been kicked out by now. On rare occasion he'll be genuinely likable, feeling agreeable enough to exercise his sarcastic sense of humor and poking fun at the other band members. This doesn't happen often, though.
Note that despite all his grumpiness, he's always up for going out to a club, getting a drink, and having a quick no-strings-attached shag with a stranger. Once he's loosened up, he's pretty fun.
HISTORY
Being from a low-income family living in a not-so-nice neighborhood (located in a small region off the coast of Orre) meant that Gui's childhood wasn't the best. He got mixed up in some nasty stuff, particularly the drugs and drinking. By age sixteen he'd hit rock bottom, his grades abysmal and family stressed, disappointed in him.
He'd been arrested before by then, but now he found himself behind bars once more. This time, instead of sending him to juvie, they sent him off to rehab. It was there, with the help of another recovering addict, that he discovered his love of music. He made a friend who had brought a bass with him; it was a junky piece of crap, but Gui still enjoyed plucking at the strings, and the owner never minded, even offered to teach him how to play. Both of them got out of rehab and Gui started to improve. He got a couple of jobs, improved his grades, and saved up money for months to buy a bass of his own. Once he had finally gotten one, he practiced practically day and night. His parents were perplexed. They'd never seen him so excited.
When he was nineteen, he hadn't quite made it to college. His grades weren't good enough to get him admitted anywhere and he didn't have the money besides, nor the motivation to apply for scholarships. He'd been kicked out of his house, though, and was on the road, living a nomadic lifestyle that was rarely comfortable. He did odd jobs here and there and slept on the streets most nights, mainly playing his bass on street corners to get money. That was how Utopian Rebellion's manager found him years later, pretty grungy and more than a little pathetic but with a great talent for playing bass. When he joined the band, he was twenty-three. Now he's been on tour for a couple of years and no longer has to live in alleyways. Hell, he even has fans and gets interviewed and shit. Radical. Unfortunately, now that he has the money to support his addiction, he's got back into his old habits of getting wasted and stoned regularly.




NAME
Feedback.
GENDER
Female.
LEVEL
She only just reached level twenty and evolved. Gui's content with her at this level, and doesn't plan on training her any more unless she'd like to be trained -- which isn't likely.
ATTACKS
Pound, Uproar, Astonish, Howl, Bite.
PERSONALITY
Though friendly and affectionate, you'll never meet any creature louder than Feedback. (Gui calls her "Feeb" for short.) She loves to scream and shout and blast out whatever pops into her head at the moment, which is rarely a good thing. During concerts or when she's feeling a little bit mellow, however, she'll happily just play back some of the band's music through the speakers that double as her ears. She adores Gui; it's arguable that Feeb is his biggest fan.

[`jαzz]

credit to DevCageR of deviantart for the ref. image

naмε ▷
Scott Elijah Sullivan

nιcкnaмε ▷
Scotty, Sully

agε ▷
twenty-seven

gεndεr ▷
male

sεxualιty ▷
homosexual, though he has a very difficult time admitting it.
most, if not all, people believe him to be straight.

ethnιcιтy ▷
canadian | irish

joв ▷
Lead guitarist for the rock band Utopian Rebellion.

appεarancε ▷
Compared to his bandmates, Scott tends to look a little out of place. Standing at a height of 6'0'' and weighing in at 184 pounds, the young man could more easily pass as a football player than as the lead guitarist for a band like Utopian Rebellion. His physical appearance is rather plain as well -- short dark hair, dark eyes, and a somewhat toned frame; well, you get the picture.

His outfits don't differ that much from his appearance. Most often than not Scotty opts for dark cargo pants or jeans, and just throws on an old t-shirt. He's not that concerned with fashion; if he had it his way, he'd walk around in boxers and a white tee. A hat usually completes his generic ensemble most of the time. However, if there is one accessory he can't live without, it's his assortment of dog tag necklaces.

pεrsonalιтy ▷
As strange as it sounds, Scott actually possesses a rather low self-esteem. Not as flamboyant or outspoken as his fellow band members, he prefers to hang off to the side, as to not attact any major attention. Ironically enough, he just happens to be the lead guitarist. His shy demeanor is most likely the reason why he tends to wear hats most of the time; he dislikes making eye contact, so wearing a hat would spare him the agony of having to do so.

Scott seems to be very uncomfortable in his own skin, not willing to open up and talk about any type of personal problem he might be having. He does a pretty good job at avoiding the spotlight, though being in a successful band isn't really helping him out all that much. Often times he'll turn to alcohol and attempt to drink away whatever negative feelings he might have, but it always seems to leave him in an even more miserable state than he was originally in.

нιsтory ▷
Scott was born in Stone Circle, a quiet, prosaic little town located in the Kairuu region. As a young boy, his family moved around quite a lot, his parents never content with where they were living. They were flighty, restless souls, and Scott was often the one suffering from the consequences. Because they were quick to jump from place to place, the boy never got any true chance to settle down and make friends. He was often secluded, cut off from the rest of the kids. His mother was extremely over-protective, and didn't like it when her boy associated with other children.

Scott, having found no solace in any thing else, turned to music. Even from a young age it had fascinated him, and he wanted nothing but to play an instrument for himself. He was frustrated and lonely, and he wanted to break the restricting binds that his parents had placed on him. When he announced to his parents that he wanted to play an instrument, they didn't take kindly to it at all. They believed that Scott was interested in music for the wrong reasons, and they certainly couldn't have their precious boy dabbling in the horrible world of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. He was now subject to their relentless lectures and verbal abuse, and eventually it got to be too much.

So he ran away from home. He lived on the streets for a while, before being taken in by a foster family who had taken pity on him. It was there that he lived with other kids around his age, but he never made a connection. His social skills were horrible, if not nonexistent, as he'd never truly interacted with other people before.

Once again, Scott felt as if music was all he had. He began playing publicly, believing that maybe it would be a good way to open up a little, and make a little money while he was at it. In fact, he was discovered by the manager of Utopian Rebellion one night as he was playing on a street corner in Whitegrove City. He was reluctant to join at first, but was quickly talked into it. He's been a member of the band ever since.

poкéмon ▷

name -
Roman

level -
8

attacks -
quick attack, leer, thundershock

nature -
Named appropriately after the Roman candle, this rambunctious Elekid can be just as explosive and unpredictable. The electric-type Pok?mon doesn't mean any harm, he just gets rather excited the majority of the time. Being such a young creature, it's only natural that the loud, chaotic scene of a band concert would get him riled up. Unfortunately, his actions often lead to someone getting carted away by the paramedics. Scott doesn't usually allow Roman to attend live shows, as it's clearly in the audience's best interest.

[αℓℓı]

Name: Jonas Malcolm Flower

[/i] that last name, their last name is White, and guess what? It's on my birth certificate so it's my legal name, and the hospital didn't say shit about it. I don't mind, but... the middle name? Ugh. What the fuck? For fucking crying out loud, they named me after the leader of that fucking Organization Nox![/ul]
Age: 22

[/i] stopped giving a fuck. I haven't even thought about it since people celebrated my twenty-second birthday, which was six months ago.[/ul]
Gender: Male

[/i] hope I'm not one of them. You tell me.[/ul]
Sexuality: Straight as a Right Angle.

[/i]. That's why I like women better; they're crazy, but they don't get weird ideas like "Lol, let's stick my dick up your ass!" in their head.[/ul]
Ethnicity: Philippine, French, and Canadian

Job: Bassist for Residual Theory

Clothing Style: Comfortable.

[/i] wear that 'AY' necklace around my neck. It stands for Anamarie and Yol, my parents' names. They were my inspiration, they helped me into what I wanted to do and accepted it full-heartedly.[/ul]
Personality: Touchy, egotistical, needy.

[/i] to show yourself off a little. Right? Well, fuck you if you think otherwise. Pft. Well, I guess my last real problem is that I'm pretty needy. I desire attention--I crave it; I feed off the compliments of others, and overly criticize myself when I'm insulted. I need attention, affection, adoration; if I'm not the apple of every mother fucker's eye when it's my time to shine, when I get a heavy beat solo or decide to do some fanservice to rouse attention, I feel like I'm wasting my time even living. Not that I'd ever be suicidal. What the fuck? Dude, no thanks, I like living.[/ul]
History: Typical, conforming, normal.

[/i] found it stressful, others would laugh at me, I know it--my parents fully supported me and, for the first time, cooperated and split the bill to buy me a guitar. Roll ahead to my sixteenth birthday and I got a bass from dad, and mother hooked me up with some private, professional lessons in all sorts of music.
I learned guitar, drums, bass, I even dabbled in the violin and flute. I tried singing once; I'm alright at it, but I couldn't lead. I can sing really deep though, so whenever we do our screamo shit in the band, I'm the one that sings that shit. Yeah, pretty hardcore, right? Can't sing soft, but I can rip apart my throat and it makes the girlies hot.
When I was eighteen, my friend told me about some band that was trying to form. I went to them asking to play bass for them, which was my favorite of the instruments I'd ever played, and they contracted me when they heard me shred. Apparently I'm abnormally fast, or some weird shit like that, I don't get it though.
Anyway, that's how I became the bassist for Residual Theory, which is this band that combines elements of different genres of rock--indie, punk, emo, soft, hard, and some others--with some rap lyrics and, more often so, metal and black metal.
My parents still spoil me. Recently, they gave me a Pokémon to be my friend. How cute.
To be honest, I like my life. It's not that bad.[/ul]

Did you notice? I'm left-handed. Yeah, the left-handed bassist.

name: Yule [named for the holiday she was born on]
sex: Female
level: 4 [only a few months old]
personality: Curious and inquisitive yet timid and afraid (of everything).

[/blockquote]

[αℓℓı]

Name: Chad Henry Tulm

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Sexuality: No, thanks.

Ethnicity: Mutt

Job: Professional skater for VelX.

Clothing Style: Necessity

Personality: Chill, casual, apathetic.

History: Worldwide.

[Lara]

Name: Jasper Failen
Age: 62
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Job: Retired war veteran
Clothing Style: Not wanting to forget everything his life has stood for, Jasper elects to wear clothing that, to him, represents his time in the army. Not wanting to tarnish it, he doesn’t wear his uniform, but he does enjoy sporting a set of camouflage clothes, with thick socks and heavy boots, which also serve to keep him warm in the colder months. Occasionally, he might sport a similarly styled helmet that he wore while fighting.
Personality: “When you’ve been through a war, kid, you learn to expect the unexpected.”
Jasper has progressed a long way from jumping at rustling bushes. He takes things in stride, and has a calm attitude towards most things in life. He doesn’t get angry, but has a stoic manner of one who’s seen a lot and can’t understand why you’re getting annoyed with something trivial. He likes to impart little bits of his own wisdom, and is filled with stories to tell, but would much rather hear tales of wondrous things that have happened to others.
History:
“Say, boy, won’t you take a few minutes to have a battle with an old man? It’s been a long time, but, just this once, I’d like to remember what it feels like to be young. What do you say?”
Jasper Failen never got to experience a Pokémon journey as a child. From the moment he was old enough, rather than depart from his home into the wonders of the Pokémon world, he instead departed into training camps, battle formations, and the scant meals of a soldier’s life. There was a war going on, and there was no time for battling other children with a Pokémon he had bonded with for life, having selected from a lab and befriended it.
Still, he managed to not miss out entirely on the wonders of having a Pokémon companion. While on a scouting mission through the woods, he happened to come across a young Growlithe huddled down among the bushes…‘Happened’ as in ‘almost shot accidentally’. He had been young at the time, still jumping at any sound on the off chance that the enemy was sneaking up on him.
He had managed to bond with that Growlithe that day, not quite in the same way that a child starting their Pokémon journey would, but it was the best he could do under the circumstances. The two of them remained partners throughout his time as a soldier, and went through things most would not.
Jasper’ll tell you tales of the war if you ask, but in return, what he really wants is a Pokémon battle. Out of the war with a bum leg – he was hit during one battle, and never fully recovered – he’s still young enough at heart to wonder about actual journeys, and to wish that he could have gone on one of his own.

And of course, where would Jasper be without his companion and friend, Ammitt, the Growlithe?


Name- Ammitt
Level- 22 [While he may not have been trained for Pok?mon battles, Ammitt is just as much a veteran of war as Jasper, and has the strength to prove it.]
Attacks- Flash Fire
-Bite
-Roar
-Ember
-Leer
-Odor Sleuth
Nature- Steadfast and loyal, Ammitt has seen many things that most people and Pok?mon haven't because if his life at the army camps. He knows when it's time to be absolutely silent, and when to be as loud as possible to warn others of what's coming. It's been long enough since Jasper retired from army life for him to have learned that things aren't normally as dangerous as when he was surrounded by fighting, but he still considers anything that sounds like a gunshot to be a direct threat, and will treat it as such.

[Lara]

(Because I can't personally see the image... Picture of Jamie )
Credit to DeviantArt’s cartoongirl7
Name: James "Jamie" Kurnel
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Ethnicity: French, American
Job: Jamie runs an adoption agency of sorts.
Clothing Style: Essentially, Jamie likes wearing whatever’s comfortable, at the same time combining comfort with clothes that can handle whatever gets thrown his way. He’s particularly fond of vests with pockets, all of which tend to hold various small items that he uses around the agency.
Personality: Jamie enjoys running his little ‘Pokémon shelter’, but there are still times when he can’t help but wish that he could continue his traveling, if only for a little while. When the desire gets too strong, or when he has younger Pokémon who have yet to be adopted, he is willing and ready to battle anyone who asks… but for the most part, he focuses more on caring for the Pokémon currently residing in his agency. Because of the agency, he has a strong sense of responsibility, and is very patient, not to mention willing to help anyone out who needs it. (On an unrelated note, there is also a part of him that’s fairly flirtatious, but it comes out rarely due to the company he normally keeps.)
History: When starting out on his own Pokémon journey, Jamie never thought he’d end up where he is now. His plan had been what most Pokémon breeders wanted to do with their lives, and he was happy to try and reach that goal through traveling across the lands of Kairuu. Unfortunately, things don’t always end up as they’re supposed to.
A few months into his journey, Jamie’s grandmother unexpectedly fell ill. By the time the news reached him, she was bedridden, and by the time he dashed back to his hometown, she had already passed away. Distraught as he was about her death, he was affected even more to hear that no one was willing to take care of the few elderly Pokémon companions that his grandmother had lived with. Upon hearing that they would be sent to the nearest adoption agency if no one would take them in, Jamie stepped forward, deciding that he was willing to halt his journey, at least temporary. He knew that the chances of them being adopted were small, especially because he knew that most people wanted to adopt young Pokémon filled with potential for battling, rather than older ones.
‘Temporary’ developed over time into ‘permanently on hiatus’. The Pokémon he was now in charge of were too old to travel with him, and were too used to human companionship to be able to remain in storage for any long length of time. On top of that, a relative of one of his close friends in town died a few months after his grandmother, and his friend, who didn’t want the Pokémon left to him by his relative, asked Jamie to take them instead. Jamie accepted.
Over time, he received more and more Pokémon that, while they weren’t necessarily unwanted, were unable to be taken care of properly. Eventually, he set up a place of his own where he took care of the Pokémon and offered them out to anyone willing to give them a good home. His is was popular with families of children too young to go out and get their own Pokémon, as well as older people who enjoyed having Pokémon as companions.

[Side note: If I ever open an adoption agency, Jamie is totally running it. I've already technically been doing that with the Yule thread, anyway. :3 ]
[2nd Side note: Jamie will have one Pokémon of his own, since he did start out on a journey, but I can't decide which of my undistributeds I want to give him... So I may edit in something at a later point.]