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Daughter to a dancer of the Ecruteak Theater, mixed with the perfect chocolate to the peanut butter in my father, I came out like a perfect little Reese's Cup. Beautiful from the moment I was born, Mama and Papa loved me. They cherished me like perfection. Because I was and still am to this day.

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School was interesting when I came of age. Elementary, boys thought we had cooties, but the moment their balls drop just a little come middle school, they started to act like cavemen to a fire. I found out at an early age that I was beautiful, and I started using that. Boys did my homework. All you have to do is flirt, grab their face, a dainty little finger brushing under their chin, and tell them how special they are, they crack and break. Easy. Unbelievably easy.

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Get to high school, they're even more pathetic. That's when people start exploring themselves a little more. I've broken the spirits of boys and girls both. Surviving there is like survival of the fittest in cliques, and if you aren't at the top of the pile like every Regina George wannabe, you're at the bottom, and getting ripped apart. I preferred the former. It earned me a reputation. Nasty how easy it is to twist it. Nastier still knowing you're a hot bitch who can get everything they want by those who adore you. Prom was cute. Hot guy asked me to prom. Him and countless others I stepped on like a waiting Caterpie to crush under my designer heels. But that one guy took me. Sweet. He loved the taste of cherry on my lips, addicted to it. I could make him do anything I wanted.

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Then comes college abroad in Kalos, and I'm away from my parents. I went unassigned in major, was a party girl for a couple of years. Now I could do what I wanted to do, so I put in the effort. Everything was handed to me. It should have been easy. I tried fashion, but I didn't want to do it. I tried manipulating people in business, but they had more of a backbone to fight back, so it just requires a more daring hand to play.

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I graduated with a major in communications, came back home to dance. I must have caught the eye of someone from Rocket. Turns out, my skillset was divine. I knew I was a goddess already, and being so good to manipulate, being beautiful, and just an overall perfect woman, I took their job in stride. So I packed up my things, said goodbye to my parents, and flew off to Hoenn.

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Now here I am. I have a condo in Mauville, living lavishly.

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Oh. Sorry, that catches us up. I have an appointment with my hair stylist. If you need me to run a job for you, just come see me. And no, I will not come to that disgusting little submarine in Sootopolis. Merci. And au revoir, baby.

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