Name: Ross "Bud" Kytheon
Age: 14
Hometown: Solaceon Town, Sinnoh
Program: Coordinator
Starter Side: Student
Starter:
"Urnight"
Pawniard @ Defiant
Female, Lvl 8
Moves
- Pursuit (egg move)
- Leer
- Scratch
- Mean Look (egg move)
Appearance
The very definition of a farm boy down to the letter. Average height (5'9") and a lanky build. Somewhat ripply arms and legs. A very tan complexion and dirty looking body. Filthy and uncombed blonde hair, usually hidden by an inverted Pokeball logo baseball cap. Has a couple moles on his forehead and dull green eyes, almost the color of frozen peas.
Usually wears a dirty white and blue striped t-shirt or tanktop riddled with small stains depending on the season. On more formal occasions or in the winter, will wear a puky orange-brown leather jacket (surprise, it isn't at all dirty). Almost never seen without a navy blue Pokeball baseball cap (whether worn or not) usually worn inverted. Also wears torn dark blue overalls or jeans, depending on the day and a pair of gray sneakers.
Personality
Has a strange ways of expressing himself to others, usually uninhibited in his coping mechanisms, and isn't personally above saying or thinking something if it needs to be said or thought, except in extreme cases (like self-preservation). Lacks a real sense of motivation to do most things unless inspired in one way or another, such as willing to lead a group if pressured or no one is willing to take a stand. Becomes very paranoid when he notices suspicious things, or things out of place. Really lazy in terms of structured work and prefers to go at his own pace.
Backstory
Born and raised in the jurisdiction of the Solaceon Daycare, with the consent of his parents, Ross was given a difficult beginning with no sugarcoats, as he learned most of the ins and outs of Pokemon rearing through the elderly couple who ran the establishment, as well as given firsthand views of the daily exchanges of everything that occured. Whenever they didn't have work for him in the Daycare, he was usually working in the fields or cafe to the north of Solaceon.
Ross was given little reprieve from his parents who were mostly away in Veilstone and Hearthome on business trips, leaving him to stay with the elderly couple at the Daycare whom quickly adopted him as pseudo-grandparents.
When Ross turned 12, the elderly couple expressed their wishes for him to achieve "his percieved dream" of Pokemon training. Ross however, did not appreciate these previously constructed assumptions and promptly stormed out, telling the couple he'd take a baby Pokemon from one of the leftovers from the PC that were abandoned by their trainers. The old people had no qualms with him picking one. He picked at literal blind randomness, settling on the first Pokemon. The little one was retrieved from the PC, and Ross cared for it with little Pawniard and nursed it into a fighting condition. Although he didn't like battling, because he preferred to lay around and do nothing with the Pawniard, usually on the grass.
As the next two years progressed, his workload gradually slackened, and the elderly couple of the Daycare and his parents both agreed he needed to do something constructive with his life. So they all took him to Hearthome City and exposed him to the wonderous nature of Pokemon Contests. He immediately fell in love with the show sport and took his Pawniard to a few competitions, albeit he lost.
Now with a drive, Ross wanted to be a better Coordinator. The family couldn't think of anywhere better for him to apply, so they all settled with him on the esteemed Academy far off in Ymora.
Extra- Ross tends to mutter things to himself just above a whisper when he is suspicious or paranoid about something, usually some mumbo jumbo people don't understand unless they know him or his context well.