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Goro found a
CIRCUS and was enlisted as an
ACROBAT. It was tough and
PAINFUL, but with his prior work with
CIPHER, it didn't take long for Goro to become a fan
FAVORITE. He was able to withstand the
TREACHEROUS falls off the high wire or back-breaking acts of a continuous with ease - he guessed being on the run from the
LEAGUE had its perks. Life, however, is always
CRUEL and Goro found this out all too soon.[break][break]
His
PARTNER and he were doing a triple backflip twist when something just
SNAPPED and Goro fell. He was alright, relatively speaking, but his partner - Shai Wen -
DIED. The worst part, the stinging pain, was that he was one of the
LAST to find out. He wasn't even able to attend her
FUNERAL because he was in a
COMATOSE state for the next few months. By the time he was up and moving again the funeral had been
OVER for weeks and there would be no final
GOODBYE for the two of them. In a crisis of his own, and incapable of dealing what was left of his
SHATTERED life, Goro visited her
GRAVE for the first and final time. He bid her farewell and left the largest bouquet of
NIGHTSHADE he could. She always did love the strange and
MACABRE.[break][break]
Yet, Goro needed something to put his own life back
TOGETHER. The circus was supposed to have been that. That super glue that would hold his already broken life together; what was there for an ex-cipher team member in
ORRE? Perhaps, he pondered over quite a few drinks and one too many bars, that was the
PROBLEM. The true issue; Orre. It was time to
LEAVE his homeland and seek out something new. Something refreshing. Something... by the
SEA.[break][break]
He retreated to
HOENN, specifically, to
SLATEPORT and began his life of
GAMBLING,
STRIPPING, and
DRINKING for a living; not in that order necessarily, but always a
SPRINKLE of the three being
FLUSHED down the metaphorical toilet that was his
SHITTY life. His popularity as an exotic dancer led him to
BARTENDING (who would't want to be drunk on the job?), which was how he found himself working at a bar frequented by the citizens one wouldn't call a
SAMARITAN. He did his time there,
CHARMING the customers,
POCKETING a credit card here and there, and even ending the usual bar
FIGHT.[break][break]
It wasn't until some law enforcer came asking
QUESTIONS did things change for young Goro. He recognized the officer, he had been a
FREQUENT client at the dance club Goro used to work at and it would seem the officer didn't recognize him in
MORE clothing. With honeyed words and then a threat as stinging as a
HORNET, Goro got the officer's word (and
RING) and assurance he wouldn't return. If he did, Goro would have his wedding ring to return to his
WIFE.[break][break]
It was this
ACT that brought him under the eye of the bar's
OWNER. From there, after a few conversations with the shady guy here and there, Goro was inducted into the
GANG life - the life of a
VILLAIN, of
TEAM ROCKET. It was ironic, in a way, to become what he had
FLED from in the first place. After so much he had
LOST already, how could he afford to
LOSE what little "
FAMILY" he had now?[break][break]
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