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General Harron
Pokemon: Sneasel
Nickname: Harron
Gender: Male
Birthdate: May 5th
Current Age: 19
Orientation: Bi curious
Family:
Father: Edge [Sneasel]
Mother: Rin [Sneasel]
Siblings: Cale [Sneasel/younger brother] Romantic Partner: None Pokemon Stats
Current Level: 36
Nature: impish
Moves: Slash – agility – Feint Attack – Icy wind
Battle Stats: Attack: Defence: Speed: Sp Attack: Sp. Defence: Residence: Santalune Forest PokeHuman Stats
Occupation: Street performer [card tricks, acrobatics, all that jaz. He's quite skilled]
Town of Residence: Harron travels where his work may take him, staying in various hotels in various towns
Appearance: Harron stands at a respectable 5”9 with a slender build. His dittech providing him a near perfect integration save for the yellow stones on his chest and forehead which he dismisses as jewellery to the curious. In human form Harron sports a fetching three pronged tail coat which doubles as his performers uniform the sleeves are fitted and buckled at the bottom, The jacket's front has no buttons or fastenings of any kind and stops below the chest much like his undershirt. His undershirt stops below the chest exposing his stomach. His pants are fitted and bear only two small pockets, as a performer it is imortant that no one can doubt the illusion after all. Lastly he wears a feathered pin clip above his right ear. The pin is made of gold and is Harrons most tresured possession.
Personals
Personality: Confident – patient – Charming – observant Elitist – Selfish – greedy – wickedly cunning Confident: Harron is a showman and a trickster. It's part of his trade to carry himself well, the assurity of his words is an essential part of his craft. This confident side of his personality flows over to his everyday life. He walks with his head held high and has never held any doubt in his heart. He likes to jump feet first into any situation and knows he can hit the ground running. This has landed him in a few sticky spots over the years where he's over-estimated his own abilities. This confident side has also made Harron a very convincing liar. Without any hesitation in his voice he can spin outlandish tales and leave you second guessing if it actually happened in the first place. Patient: Biding his time is something Harron likes to do. Timing is key in his line of work. Waiting for the right moment to deliever the punch line or to sneak by unnoticed, Lifes a waiting game with Harron and he's been playing it for a very long time. His patience keeps him calm in difficult situations and allows him to handle the more hysterical or hyperactive of people. This aspect of his personality ties into his more observant side. Charming: Harron is well spoken and quite the flatterer. He has an eccentric mannerism to his speech and speaks formally regardless of who he's referring to. He is always polite to both humans and pokehumans though there is always a slight condescending tone when talking with the former. He tends to smile regardless of the situation, concealing any fear or uncertainty behind his confident persona. He's well versed in dance though to say he's particularly skilled in the art would be pushing the boat out a little. Observant: Harron doesn't miss much, concealed items and changes in body language are rarely missed. He's good at spotting any suspicious figures and could pick out any regulars from his shows in a crowd. He enjoys people watching observing the different mannerisms in a crowd. Anything from how a person carries themselves to quirky little habits. He likes to try to spot the especially well concealed pokehumans hidden within the masses. Elitist: Pokemon are better than humans. This is a fact that Harron swears by, pokemon are superior and it's ludicrous that humans should think otherwise. As such he has a very better-than-you approach to humans and doesn't tend to enjoy their company and will avoid it despite his hatred of being alone. On the other hand however he holds pokemon and pokehumans in high regard, being openly friendly and social towards them. Harron likes to prove a point of his superiority over humans and sometimes has a habit of tricking humans, testing his limits by trying to swipe items of value from under their nose without their detection. He would never openly preach his views to the masses however due simply to the fact he enjoys beating the humans at their own game. Selfish: Despite his charming personality Harron can be quite selfish at times. He often acts in his own best interest, ignoring the wishes or desires of those around him. He's driven by his own goals and won't offer help to someone who's goals clash or interrupt the path to his own. He shows some leniancy towards friends but some isn't much in the grand scheme of things. He isn't a heartless fiend however and will offer aide to those in dire need of it. Greedy: a byproduct from his selfish nature, Harron likes to horde items of interest. Like a magpie he loves shiny things, anything he's particularly fond of he will horde for himself. His greed can make him shallow at times and he'll do almost anything if he wants a particular item bad enough. Cunning: Harrons charming and friendly demeanor are a convenient mask for possibly his strongest trait. He's a schemer at heart and loves to think of new and illaborate ways to achieve what he's after. He'll use any human in any way he pleases to achieve what he want's, regardless of how they may feel about it afterwards and he'll do it all with a smile on his face.
History: Harron grew up with his family in the Santalune forests, working as a pack they hunted and caused general mischief wherever they went. Harron developed a love of playing tricks on humans early on in his youth, stealing from their packs when they were pre-occupied or leading them into pitfalls or bramble bushes. As the years went on his pranks grew bolder and broader, success after success he would venture further afield with his younger brother chasing after him all the while. Harron became something of a magpie and coveted shiny things above all other treasures he stole. His parents never scolded him for his actions, in fact they encouraged them. Helped him hone his skills, his speed. They had hoped Harron would share these skills with his brother who was still young and rather clumsy. Birds would spot him when the family hunted and he couldn't keep his balance in the trees very well. Harron was more than happy to have his brother along, “They worked best in pairs” his father had told him and he had not found his father to be wrong yet. It was during one of these bolder excursions that tragedy struck, sneaking through the tall grass near Aquacorde Town he and his brother had their sights set on a trainer who went by the name of Muse; resting by the roadside, his pack ripe for taking. Unbeknownst to the pair the trainers pokemon. A Charmeleon bearing a scar on his left eye. Was also on the prowel. The two barely managed to avoid the first attack but it had seperated them, The charmeleon was a smart one, it moved with no direction from his trainer and it knew, instantly which of the brothers was weaker. It turned on Cale first slashing and breathing fire, trying to corner his younger brother. Harron lashed out best he could. Using speed to his advantage he tried to grab his younger brother and flee but the charmeleon seemed to pre-empt this and blocked Harron at every turn. Far stronger than either of them it wasn't hard for him to bat Harron aside. During the skirmish the trainer had moved. Harron could hear his brother cry out for him before silence fell, Muse holding a pokeball in his hand. Harron retreated, falling back into the safety of the forest. As you can imagine Harrons parent's were not best thrilled by the news. They blamed Harron for being weak and critisized him for being decieved by a human, Harron left home that very night. Determined to track down the trainer and rescue his brother. It took years to track Muse down and Harron had learned a lot on his travels. He learnt most humans were fools, as easy to fool as they had been when he was younger but he had learnt to study his prey closely. Jaded from his defeat he learnt to read the humans movements and actions and would wait for the perfect time to strike. He would never be caught unaware again. He studied their ways in the big cities gauging how they behaved and interacted with one another. Humans were truly foolish creatures, he had found. Forgetful and easily entertained. It was easy for him to move around unimpaired. Eventually he tracked Muse down, He found his brother. But when he moved to rescue him Cale refused. He told Harron how happy the human had made him and how he didn't want to part with him. Harron didn't understand. Humans were so stupid. They were glorified toys, not friends or companions. Cale would have none of it however and the brothers parted ways on bitter terms. Neither have seen the other since. Harron continued to travel afterwards, He found he enjoyed the life of the trickster to much to just simply give it up. Eventually however he began to grow bored with the same old routines. So when he was offered the Dittech and given the chance to take on human form Harron welcomed the challege. Able to trick the humans in new and exciting ways he continues to adapt and evolve, constantly seeking to prove Pokemon are superior that humans.

– Loves shiny things and anything asthetically pleasing [including people] – He's always smiling. Even if he's annoyed. Appearance is key after all. – Moves rather theatrically, overemphasizing his movements. – Has good vocabulary and speaks rather formal

User Info
Time Zone: GMT + 0
Chat Availability: I appear in chats when work allows but the best way to reach me is always by note.

Role-Play Example: Taking a bow, another successful performance. Harron smiled lovingly as the coins poured from the humans fingers like water. Entertaining the masses was easy, a skill he had mastered long ago. “Thank you, Thank you my dear patrons. The gods smile upon you. Truly. You warm this entertainers heart” He took a bow, sweeping up the full coin purse in one flowing movement. He would eat well again tonight.

Description
my submission for:

General Harron
Pokemon: Sneasel
Nickname: Harron
Gender: Male
Birthdate: May 5th
Current Age: 19
Orientation: Bi curious
Family:
Father: Edge [Sneasel]
Mother: Rin [Sneasel]
Siblings: Cale [Sneasel/younger brother] Romantic Partner: None Pokemon Stats
Current Level: 36
Nature: impish
Moves: Slash – agility – Feint Attack – Icy wind
Battle Stats: Attack: Defence: Speed: Sp Attack: Sp. Defence: Residence: Santalune Forest PokeHuman Stats
Occupation: Street performer [card tricks, acrobatics, all that jaz. He's quite skilled]
Town of Residence: Harron travels where his work may take him, staying in various hotels in various towns
Appearance: Harron stands at a respectable 5”9 with a slender build. His dittech providing him a near perfect integration save for the yellow stones on his chest and forehead which he dismisses as jewellery to the curious. In human form Harron sports a fetching three pronged tail coat which doubles as his performers uniform the sleeves are fitted and buckled at the bottom, The jacket's front has no buttons or fastenings of any kind and stops below the chest much like his undershirt. His undershirt stops below the chest exposing his stomach. His pants are fitted and bear only two small pockets, as a performer it is imortant that no one can doubt the illusion after all. Lastly he wears a feathered pin clip above his right ear. The pin is made of gold and is Harrons most tresured possession.
Personals
Personality: Confident – patient – Charming – observant Elitist – Selfish – greedy – wickedly cunning Confident: Harron is a showman and a trickster. It's part of his trade to carry himself well, the assurity of his words is an essential part of his craft. This confident side of his personality flows over to his everyday life. He walks with his head held high and has never held any doubt in his heart. He likes to jump feet first into any situation and knows he can hit the ground running. This has landed him in a few sticky spots over the years where he's over-estimated his own abilities. This confident side has also made Harron a very convincing liar. Without any hesitation in his voice he can spin outlandish tales and leave you second guessing if it actually happened in the first place. Patient: Biding his time is something Harron likes to do. Timing is key in his line of work. Waiting for the right moment to deliever the punch line or to sneak by unnoticed, Lifes a waiting game with Harron and he's been playing it for a very long time. His patience keeps him calm in difficult situations and allows him to handle the more hysterical or hyperactive of people. This aspect of his personality ties into his more observant side. Charming: Harron is well spoken and quite the flatterer. He has an eccentric mannerism to his speech and speaks formally regardless of who he's referring to. He is always polite to both humans and pokehumans though there is always a slight condescending tone when talking with the former. He tends to smile regardless of the situation, concealing any fear or uncertainty behind his confident persona. He's well versed in dance though to say he's particularly skilled in the art would be pushing the boat out a little. Observant: Harron doesn't miss much, concealed items and changes in body language are rarely missed. He's good at spotting any suspicious figures and could pick out any regulars from his shows in a crowd. He enjoys people watching observing the different mannerisms in a crowd. Anything from how a person carries themselves to quirky little habits. He likes to try to spot the especially well concealed pokehumans hidden within the masses. Elitist: Pokemon are better than humans. This is a fact that Harron swears by, pokemon are superior and it's ludicrous that humans should think otherwise. As such he has a very better-than-you approach to humans and doesn't tend to enjoy their company and will avoid it despite his hatred of being alone. On the other hand however he holds pokemon and pokehumans in high regard, being openly friendly and social towards them. Harron likes to prove a point of his superiority over humans and sometimes has a habit of tricking humans, testing his limits by trying to swipe items of value from under their nose without their detection. He would never openly preach his views to the masses however due simply to the fact he enjoys beating the humans at their own game. Selfish: Despite his charming personality Harron can be quite selfish at times. He often acts in his own best interest, ignoring the wishes or desires of those around him. He's driven by his own goals and won't offer help to someone who's goals clash or interrupt the path to his own. He shows some leniancy towards friends but some isn't much in the grand scheme of things. He isn't a heartless fiend however and will offer aide to those in dire need of it. Greedy: a byproduct from his selfish nature, Harron likes to horde items of interest. Like a magpie he loves shiny things, anything he's particularly fond of he will horde for himself. His greed can make him shallow at times and he'll do almost anything if he wants a particular item bad enough. Cunning: Harrons charming and friendly demeanor are a convenient mask for possibly his strongest trait. He's a schemer at heart and loves to think of new and illaborate ways to achieve what he's after. He'll use any human in any way he pleases to achieve what he want's, regardless of how they may feel about it afterwards and he'll do it all with a smile on his face.
History: Harron grew up with his family in the Santalune forests, working as a pack they hunted and caused general mischief wherever they went. Harron developed a love of playing tricks on humans early on in his youth, stealing from their packs when they were pre-occupied or leading them into pitfalls or bramble bushes. As the years went on his pranks grew bolder and broader, success after success he would venture further afield with his younger brother chasing after him all the while. Harron became something of a magpie and coveted shiny things above all other treasures he stole. His parents never scolded him for his actions, in fact they encouraged them. Helped him hone his skills, his speed. They had hoped Harron would share these skills with his brother who was still young and rather clumsy. Birds would spot him when the family hunted and he couldn't keep his balance in the trees very well. Harron was more than happy to have his brother along, “They worked best in pairs” his father had told him and he had not found his father to be wrong yet. It was during one of these bolder excursions that tragedy struck, sneaking through the tall grass near Aquacorde Town he and his brother had their sights set on a trainer who went by the name of Muse; resting by the roadside, his pack ripe for taking. Unbeknownst to the pair the trainers pokemon. A Charmeleon bearing a scar on his left eye. Was also on the prowel. The two barely managed to avoid the first attack but it had seperated them, The charmeleon was a smart one, it moved with no direction from his trainer and it knew, instantly which of the brothers was weaker. It turned on Cale first slashing and breathing fire, trying to corner his younger brother. Harron lashed out best he could. Using speed to his advantage he tried to grab his younger brother and flee but the charmeleon seemed to pre-empt this and blocked Harron at every turn. Far stronger than either of them it wasn't hard for him to bat Harron aside. During the skirmish the trainer had moved. Harron could hear his brother cry out for him before silence fell, Muse holding a pokeball in his hand. Harron retreated, falling back into the safety of the forest. As you can imagine Harrons parent's were not best thrilled by the news. They blamed Harron for being weak and critisized him for being decieved by a human, Harron left home that very night. Determined to track down the trainer and rescue his brother. It took years to track Muse down and Harron had learned a lot on his travels. He learnt most humans were fools, as easy to fool as they had been when he was younger but he had learnt to study his prey closely. Jaded from his defeat he learnt to read the humans movements and actions and would wait for the perfect time to strike. He would never be caught unaware again. He studied their ways in the big cities gauging how they behaved and interacted with one another. Humans were truly foolish creatures, he had found. Forgetful and easily entertained. It was easy for him to move around unimpaired. Eventually he tracked Muse down, He found his brother. But when he moved to rescue him Cale refused. He told Harron how happy the human had made him and how he didn't want to part with him. Harron didn't understand. Humans were so stupid. They were glorified toys, not friends or companions. Cale would have none of it however and the brothers parted ways on bitter terms. Neither have seen the other since. Harron continued to travel afterwards, He found he enjoyed the life of the trickster to much to just simply give it up. Eventually however he began to grow bored with the same old routines. So when he was offered the Dittech and given the chance to take on human form Harron welcomed the challege. Able to trick the humans in new and exciting ways he continues to adapt and evolve, constantly seeking to prove Pokemon are superior that humans.

– Loves shiny things and anything asthetically pleasing [including people] – He's always smiling. Even if he's annoyed. Appearance is key after all. – Moves rather theatrically, overemphasizing his movements. – Has good vocabulary and speaks rather formal

User Info
Time Zone: GMT + 0
Chat Availability: I appear in chats when work allows but the best way to reach me is always by note.

Role-Play Example: Taking a bow, another successful performance. Harron smiled lovingly as the coins poured from the humans fingers like water. Entertaining the masses was easy, a skill he had mastered long ago. “Thank you, Thank you my dear patrons. The gods smile upon you. Truly. You warm this entertainers heart” He took a bow, sweeping up the full coin purse in one flowing movement. He would eat well again tonight.