Thank god. You seem to know what you're doing, lokuri. Roxas...we're going to have to talk. Anyway, here's the one you'll be traveling with.
Name: Richard "Rik" Netherland
Age: 18
Hometown: Fight Area, Northeast Island, Sinnoh
Years Training: 8 years and four months
Description: Rik likes to be comfortable. He is never seen without his favorite black hoodie and a pair of loose jeans. His brownish-blond hair is long and kept tied back at all times. His eyes are blue but usually covered by sunglasses. On his belt are six Pokéballs with enough scratches to show that he's had them for a while. His skin is a bit pale, he's short and thin, and he usually has an arrogant smirk on his face. He usually carries his backpack over his right shoulder.
History Brief: Rik was a competitive boy for as long as his parents can remember. When he was old enough to become a trainer, he took a firey approach to it. He muscled his way through the Sinnoh and Kanto Leagues winning himself two seventh-place awards from the respective Leagues and sixteen badges to show his prowess. Now he takes a more freelance approach to training, challenging anyone and everyone he can to battles and winning the overwhelming majority. He makes a troublesome ally and a dangerous enemy.
Style: Rik is a Dark-type trainer. He uses swift attacks to his enemies' flanks and underhanded tactics to emerge victorious in every battle he picks. He has no problem with fighting dirty, and if he sees an opening he doesn't think twice about exploiting it. In the first League bouts he went through he was called the "Psychic-Slayer" because of his ridiculously effective anti-Psychic stratagies, and he can handle an opponent who likes to counter with Fighting-types almost as well. For some reason he seems to have quite a bit of trouble with enemies who relyon stat-changing skills or buffs, but he's trying to work on that. For sure, this is one trainer you don't want pissed off at you.
Pokémon
Species: Weavile
Nickname: Zaku
Gender: Male
Personality: Violent
Movelist: Night Slash, Avalanche, Assurance, Faint Attack
Species: Absol
Nickname: Alastor
Gender: Male
Personality: Protective
Movelist: Night Slash, Sucker Punch, Bite, Perish Song
Species: Honchkrow
Nickname: Kaine
Gender: Male
Personality: Bully
Movelist: Aerial Ace, Pursuit, Night Slash, Brave Bird
Species: Houndoom
Nickname: Karastin
Gender: Male
Personality: Loyal
Movelist: Flamethrower, Crunch, Fire Fang, Dark Pulse
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Sinnoh was many things. For several it was home. For others it was a place to find rare and valuable Pokémon. More thought of it as a place to earn glory and renown through the Sinnoh League.
Of course some, like Team Galactic, weren't so positive about the region, or indeed the world at all. Though they had been given a thourough whooping by the Sinnoh Champion, Galactic still posed a threat to almost everyone under the new management of Saturn.
It was because of this threat that Rik found himself in Veilstone City, trying his hardest to stir up new information. Team Galactic was rumored to have its hideout located in Veilstone, but Rik had turned up a big load of nada thus far. It was beginning to annoy him. And when he got annoyed, he got violent.
He noticed a random person with Pokéballs attached to her belt, meaning she was a trainer.
"Perfect," he though to himself. "No better way to make this day a little more interesting."
Of course, if he was anything, Rik was not subtle. He shouted to his intended victim "Hey, little girl!" Even when she turned to face him he didn't lower his voice a bit. "You're a trainer, so I challenge you to a Pokémon battle, right here, right now!"
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Last edited by Ultimate Aries; 02-08-2008 at 12:16 AM.
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