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OR IS IT JUST MADNESS KEEPING US AFLOAT?

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[attr="class","freiwantmid"]CHARACTER FACTION team rocket

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]CHARACTER RANK grunt

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]FACE CLAIM jinx from league of legends

[attr="class","freiwanttop"]ABOUT THE CHARACTER

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you have no tragic backstory, no sympathetic cause behind your actions.[break][break]

only mayhem and the selfish desire for excitement.[break][break]

perhaps it all started when you were a young girl. picked on for being different from the other kids, with long electric blue hair and pearly pink eyes. the victim became the bully eventually, but that comes later.[break][break]

you were innocent, untouched by the world around you. sometimes you wish you kept that innocence and held onto it for just a bit longer.[break][break]

you were sixteen when the unfolding of events within kanto caused you to flee your home with your parents. it was supposed to be upsetting, leaving the place you spent your entire life. In some ways, it was. In others…[break][break]

it gave you a taste of something you didn’t know you craved.[break][break]

the chaotic nature of it all, the thrill of running and the smell of fear. it resonated within you, perhaps because you had just wanted to be on the giving end of that feeling for once. to instill fear in others as it had once been instilled in you.[break][break]

the way the wheel of life works, perhaps?[break][break]

you’ll miss lavender town, obviously. the home of your love for ghost pokemon. the place where you caught your very first pokemon. a small gastly in the pokemon tower… he was a silly little thing then, mischievous and eager to play the trickster. his personally would rub off on you after years of playing pranks and showing you that sometimes goodnatured fun comes at the expense of others.[break][break]

resettling in hoenn had its perks, you suppose.[break][break]

there you met your beloved sharpedo, just a mere carvanha at the time. an aggressive thing, definitely, but that’s where you found the charm in its large fangs and habit of gnawing on things. you named him chompy and still to this day, a giggle accompanies the name for it reminds you of the day you met and how you managed to capture him by letting him chew on a long braid of your hair.[break][break]

eventually, with your little team of two in tow, you begin to venture away from your parents in search of more.[break][break]

you want to recreate the thrill of the chaotic demise of kanto, stir up those fleeting feelings of excitement and fear. a strange combination, perhaps, but that’s what makes it all the more exhilarating![break][break]

You join the organization with the means to do just that. the bad guys always have more fun, you reason, and it’s grounds enough for you to jump on the bandwagon and join the fray.[break][break]

you’re eighteen when you finally succeed in beginning to taste just a twinge of fear and soon, it’ll be all you want and more. you just have to stick to what you know, what you’re good at. besides, your day job certainly helps. a tightrope walker for a local circus… you thrive off the crowd’s palpable fear and it merely fuels you.[break][break]

what will happen, however, if the means to satisfy that craving suddenly vanish?[break][break]

you hope and hope with all your might that it’ll never come to that. otherwise, you’re not sure what you might do...