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Name ♦ Matthew Viscous

Preferred Name ♥ Tewie

Age ♦ 20

Birthday ♦ October 23rd

Gender ♦ Male ♂

Orientation ♥ Pansexual

Species ♦ #704 Goomy

Ability ♦ Hydration

Nature ♦ Impish

Characteristic ♦ Likes to Relax

Height ♦ 5'11" | 180 cm

Weight ♦ 150 lbs | 68 kg

♦ Typing ♦

Hometown ♦ Couriway Town, Kalos

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♦ Personality ♦

| ♣ Mild ♣ Debonair ♣ | ♠ Mischievous ♠ Sly ♠ Private ♠ |
The good: Matthew is a confident, flirtatious young man that could charm the birds out of the trees. Has a good eye for things that go together, be it people or outfits. He is keen on fashion and knows not only how to dress himself, but how to dress others as well. He is really nice and goes above and beyond with gifts, often throwing potlucks out of balance. He'd also be the first at your side if anything ever happened to you. Matthew is generally easy to get along with and considers you a friend once you've shared some time together, as long as you can handle the constant flirting. It seems more common that people are deterred after a certain point, however, as it may come off as disingenuous. Either out of good-will or just a genuine disinterest in the image other people have of him, bullying has never been a problem. Hardly anything gets on his nerves, and he's easy to work with.

The less savory: Matthew is a bit mischievous. It can be completely annoying or endearing, take your pick. He messes around; moving around your chess pieces when you get up, erasing a letter off the board when the teacher steps out, etc. He's also found a way of getting what he wants (within boundaries, ofc). It's a power that is only used for good, but it makes him tricky to deal with if you want him to do something you know he doesn't want to do.

The bad: Matthew thinks nothing of helping others, but believes that he can do everything by himself. He feels embarrassed asking for help and over the years has unintentionally conditioned himself to have trouble asking for help even when he really needs it. It's something that can't be seen right away, since he jokes around so much and has no problem asking for a pencil in class, but he's never had an outlet to release his emotional stress and thus gets worn out (physically) rather easily and sometimes needs to sleep in for a whole day to recover.

♦ History ♦
Born to exceptional professional dancers, most of Matthew's life has been focused around dance classes and contests. His siblings think that their parents gave him more wiggle room for hobbies because he's the baby, but in truth he always found opportunities to sneak out. He developed a love for strategical games in his sneaky time time through playing chess and pretend-battling with oldies at the park (a past-time that stretched well into high school). However, he willingly learned dance from his parents and, after graduating high school, actively helped Desmond, his choreographer brother, with his dance routines full-time.

He was homeschooled until high school. His parents, now retired, dedicated a lot of their time to Tewie’s performances, even teaching him dance from a very young age. They were surprised to find that he was a working machine. On top of that, he had a knack of lifting the spirits of the other contestants backstage. His ability in contests was average, but he excelled in dance. By the end of his early school career, he had completely adopted the air of a well-off dancer, with grace to the nines and a sense of confidence that was almost equivalent to vanity. And to a lesser degree, had secretly learned quite a bit about battling from the retirees at the park; something he had felt almost ashamed of at the time of his acceptance into high school.

High school was a whirlwind of new things for Matthew. He enthusiastically attended every optional informational presentation at the beginning of the school year; the computer tutorial seminar, time management 101, everything. He joined chess club the second it was mentioned to him, and was apprehensive to join battle club, but was convinced by his brother to take the dive. Most of his problems during his high school career (besides a few detentions on account of messing with a few teachers), stemmed from this decision. While he was enjoying battling club, he had developed a crush on a boy. Not the best battler, but they exchanged experiences.

He thought it was cool that Matt learned from people from the park. He thought Matt was “pretty good at this stuff.” They spent a lot of time together, strategizing, joking around, watching movies. Tewie decided he would confess; a move which was met with complete derision.

So that’s why you joined battle club.

He spent some time disgusted with himself, selfish confidence stripped, with as easy as a few words. But no one could tell. His facade remained. He’d led such a claustrophobic life, constantly busy, always occupied with “the next performance,” no time to even consider what others were saying about him. And yet the opinion of this one person, not even an outright rejection, was enough. He quit battle club. He quit chess club. He focused on dance; he focused on contests. Like his parents had wanted. Yes. This was how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to be a dancer.

He was never meant to battle.

His world started coming through in black and white. His parents wanted him to get into higher rank beauty contests, so he learned Draco Meteor, something he would have never done, considering the toll it would take on his body and his less-than-stellar performance in beauty contests. His parents’ will became a primary in his life for the first time. No more sneaking out, just focus, refine. It wasn’t bad. It was just nice to have something to concentrate on... Their word became his respite, but not his passion.

For a while, he was almost certain that he would be dancing for the rest of his life. His parents and brother had good connections and were more than willing to set him up. But when his brother, Sascha, opened his own bakery, he began to question if he was dancing for the joy of it or for the convenience. Uneasy with the prospect, he did some soul-searching.

He worked at his brother’s bakery for some time, but upon discovering he was lacking in passion compared to his older sibling, he decided to move on. He shadowed the family auditor and played assistant for a short time, but found the work linear and the thought of sitting behind a desk, dull. For a few months, he was just picking up menial part time jobs here and there and it felt like he was hopelessly trying to pass the time. He lingered for some time working at a pet shop, but realized it was more because of his coworkers than the work. After running around for half a year, he was at a stand still. He’d run out of steam.

He visited the park for the first time in a year, and was presented with a flyer. Local Chess Competition. You should join, he was told. He did, and surprisingly? He tied for second place. It was amazing, he was thrilled! Color returned to his life. Nervously, he came forward with his reasons for past compliance to his parents, and they were absolutely mortified. They’d thought that he honestly wanted to become a professional dancer. When he mentioned his clandestine meetings at the park, his mother immediately suggested he got to school for professional battling. He knows better than to be scared off this time. In his search for colleges, he ended up choosing Desta for it's history.

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Level ♦ 39

♦ Level-Up Moves ♦
033 ♦ Tackle || Tough (4 ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎)
145 ♦ Bubble || Cute (4 ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎)
071 ♦ Absorb || Clever (2 ♥︎♥︎)
182 ♦ Protect || Cute (2 ♥︎♥︎)
117 ♦ Bide || Tough (3 ♥︎♥︎♥︎)
225 ♦ Dragon Breath || Cool (2♥︎♥︎)
240 ♦ Rain Dance || Beautiful (1 ♥︎)
175 ♦ Flail || Cute (1 ♥︎)
034 ♦ Body Slam || Tough (1 ♥︎)
330 ♦ Muddy Water || Tough (2 ♥︎♥︎)
♦ Tutor Moves ♦ 434 ♦ Draco Meteor || Beautiful (6 ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎)

◄ a c a d e m i c s ►

Year ♦ 1

Student ID# ♦ 1778

Major ♦ Professional Battle and Instruction | Tactics and Strategy, Doubles and Triples

Extra Curricular Activities ♦ None

◄ e x t r a s ►

Relationship Status ♥ Single and ready to mingle

♥ Family Members ♥
Sabine Viscous (Mother) | Goodra | Professional Dancer
George Viscous (Father) | Muk | Professional Dancer
Sascha Viscous (Older Brother) | Sligoo | Bakery Owner
Desmond Viscous (Older Brother) | Grimer | Choreographer

Likes ♦ naps | wet places | romcoms | action movies | grape juice | fruit-flavored milk | green

Dislikes ♦ Monopoly™ (when he's not the car) | being woken up | dry summers | melting in the sun

♦ Notes / Fun Facts ♦
He's a bit goopier than most goomys thanks to Muk genes from his father.
Was voted to be matchmaker in his highschool's school festival and set up the homecoming couple!
His goo doesn't transfer onto dry material. In the summer, he might drip though. (think of it as sweat)
He can dance both roles /WINKY
He's the slightest bit opaque and can become more so when exposed to the heat.

More Later!

He made it in rest in peace dudes

Description

◄ 1st g l a n c e ►

Name ♦ Matthew Viscous

Preferred Name ♥ Tewie

Age ♦ 20

Birthday ♦ October 23rd

Gender ♦ Male ♂

Orientation ♥ Pansexual

Species ♦ #704 Goomy

Ability ♦ Hydration

Nature ♦ Impish

Characteristic ♦ Likes to Relax

Height ♦ 5'11" | 180 cm

Weight ♦ 150 lbs | 68 kg

♦ Typing ♦

Hometown ♦ Couriway Town, Kalos

◄ p e r s o n a l ►

♦ Personality ♦

| ♣ Mild ♣ Debonair ♣ | ♠ Mischievous ♠ Sly ♠ Private ♠ |
The good: Matthew is a confident, flirtatious young man that could charm the birds out of the trees. Has a good eye for things that go together, be it people or outfits. He is keen on fashion and knows not only how to dress himself, but how to dress others as well. He is really nice and goes above and beyond with gifts, often throwing potlucks out of balance. He'd also be the first at your side if anything ever happened to you. Matthew is generally easy to get along with and considers you a friend once you've shared some time together, as long as you can handle the constant flirting. It seems more common that people are deterred after a certain point, however, as it may come off as disingenuous. Either out of good-will or just a genuine disinterest in the image other people have of him, bullying has never been a problem. Hardly anything gets on his nerves, and he's easy to work with.

The less savory: Matthew is a bit mischievous. It can be completely annoying or endearing, take your pick. He messes around; moving around your chess pieces when you get up, erasing a letter off the board when the teacher steps out, etc. He's also found a way of getting what he wants (within boundaries, ofc). It's a power that is only used for good, but it makes him tricky to deal with if you want him to do something you know he doesn't want to do.

The bad: Matthew thinks nothing of helping others, but believes that he can do everything by himself. He feels embarrassed asking for help and over the years has unintentionally conditioned himself to have trouble asking for help even when he really needs it. It's something that can't be seen right away, since he jokes around so much and has no problem asking for a pencil in class, but he's never had an outlet to release his emotional stress and thus gets worn out (physically) rather easily and sometimes needs to sleep in for a whole day to recover.

♦ History ♦
Born to exceptional professional dancers, most of Matthew's life has been focused around dance classes and contests. His siblings think that their parents gave him more wiggle room for hobbies because he's the baby, but in truth he always found opportunities to sneak out. He developed a love for strategical games in his sneaky time time through playing chess and pretend-battling with oldies at the park (a past-time that stretched well into high school). However, he willingly learned dance from his parents and, after graduating high school, actively helped Desmond, his choreographer brother, with his dance routines full-time.

He was homeschooled until high school. His parents, now retired, dedicated a lot of their time to Tewie’s performances, even teaching him dance from a very young age. They were surprised to find that he was a working machine. On top of that, he had a knack of lifting the spirits of the other contestants backstage. His ability in contests was average, but he excelled in dance. By the end of his early school career, he had completely adopted the air of a well-off dancer, with grace to the nines and a sense of confidence that was almost equivalent to vanity. And to a lesser degree, had secretly learned quite a bit about battling from the retirees at the park; something he had felt almost ashamed of at the time of his acceptance into high school.

High school was a whirlwind of new things for Matthew. He enthusiastically attended every optional informational presentation at the beginning of the school year; the computer tutorial seminar, time management 101, everything. He joined chess club the second it was mentioned to him, and was apprehensive to join battle club, but was convinced by his brother to take the dive. Most of his problems during his high school career (besides a few detentions on account of messing with a few teachers), stemmed from this decision. While he was enjoying battling club, he had developed a crush on a boy. Not the best battler, but they exchanged experiences.

He thought it was cool that Matt learned from people from the park. He thought Matt was “pretty good at this stuff.” They spent a lot of time together, strategizing, joking around, watching movies. Tewie decided he would confess; a move which was met with complete derision.

So that’s why you joined battle club.

He spent some time disgusted with himself, selfish confidence stripped, with as easy as a few words. But no one could tell. His facade remained. He’d led such a claustrophobic life, constantly busy, always occupied with “the next performance,” no time to even consider what others were saying about him. And yet the opinion of this one person, not even an outright rejection, was enough. He quit battle club. He quit chess club. He focused on dance; he focused on contests. Like his parents had wanted. Yes. This was how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to be a dancer.

He was never meant to battle.

His world started coming through in black and white. His parents wanted him to get into higher rank beauty contests, so he learned Draco Meteor, something he would have never done, considering the toll it would take on his body and his less-than-stellar performance in beauty contests. His parents’ will became a primary in his life for the first time. No more sneaking out, just focus, refine. It wasn’t bad. It was just nice to have something to concentrate on... Their word became his respite, but not his passion.

For a while, he was almost certain that he would be dancing for the rest of his life. His parents and brother had good connections and were more than willing to set him up. But when his brother, Sascha, opened his own bakery, he began to question if he was dancing for the joy of it or for the convenience. Uneasy with the prospect, he did some soul-searching.

He worked at his brother’s bakery for some time, but upon discovering he was lacking in passion compared to his older sibling, he decided to move on. He shadowed the family auditor and played assistant for a short time, but found the work linear and the thought of sitting behind a desk, dull. For a few months, he was just picking up menial part time jobs here and there and it felt like he was hopelessly trying to pass the time. He lingered for some time working at a pet shop, but realized it was more because of his coworkers than the work. After running around for half a year, he was at a stand still. He’d run out of steam.

He visited the park for the first time in a year, and was presented with a flyer. Local Chess Competition. You should join, he was told. He did, and surprisingly? He tied for second place. It was amazing, he was thrilled! Color returned to his life. Nervously, he came forward with his reasons for past compliance to his parents, and they were absolutely mortified. They’d thought that he honestly wanted to become a professional dancer. When he mentioned his clandestine meetings at the park, his mother immediately suggested he got to school for professional battling. He knows better than to be scared off this time. In his search for colleges, he ended up choosing Desta for it's history.

◄ t e c h n i c a l ►

Level ♦ 39

♦ Level-Up Moves ♦
033 ♦ Tackle || Tough (4 ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎)
145 ♦ Bubble || Cute (4 ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎)
071 ♦ Absorb || Clever (2 ♥︎♥︎)
182 ♦ Protect || Cute (2 ♥︎♥︎)
117 ♦ Bide || Tough (3 ♥︎♥︎♥︎)
225 ♦ Dragon Breath || Cool (2♥︎♥︎)
240 ♦ Rain Dance || Beautiful (1 ♥︎)
175 ♦ Flail || Cute (1 ♥︎)
034 ♦ Body Slam || Tough (1 ♥︎)
330 ♦ Muddy Water || Tough (2 ♥︎♥︎)
♦ Tutor Moves ♦ 434 ♦ Draco Meteor || Beautiful (6 ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎)

◄ a c a d e m i c s ►

Year ♦ 1

Student ID# ♦ 1778

Major ♦ Professional Battle and Instruction | Tactics and Strategy, Doubles and Triples

Extra Curricular Activities ♦ None

◄ e x t r a s ►

Relationship Status ♥ Single and ready to mingle

♥ Family Members ♥
Sabine Viscous (Mother) | Goodra | Professional Dancer
George Viscous (Father) | Muk | Professional Dancer
Sascha Viscous (Older Brother) | Sligoo | Bakery Owner
Desmond Viscous (Older Brother) | Grimer | Choreographer

Likes ♦ naps | wet places | romcoms | action movies | grape juice | fruit-flavored milk | green

Dislikes ♦ Monopoly™ (when he's not the car) | being woken up | dry summers | melting in the sun

♦ Notes / Fun Facts ♦
He's a bit goopier than most goomys thanks to Muk genes from his father.
Was voted to be matchmaker in his highschool's school festival and set up the homecoming couple!
His goo doesn't transfer onto dry material. In the summer, he might drip though. (think of it as sweat)
He can dance both roles /WINKY
He's the slightest bit opaque and can become more so when exposed to the heat.

More Later!

He made it in rest in peace dudes