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YOU'RE ALL THAT I SEE

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

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

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]FACE CLAIM d.va from overwatch

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

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despite living in hoenn all your life, you hadn't really paid much attention to the whole picking sides and fighting rah rah rah business. at least, not until you had to.

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your parents were humble business owners in sootopolis. mom was a simple bookshop owner while dad had his own mechanical systems business to keep the various machines around the city up and running. the house felt empty, sometimes, with how busy he was. occasionally, though, he'd let you tag along on jobs to learn the ropes. he'd say you're the future face of the company and your young self would giggle, the concept going over your head cause you weren't older than nine and everything adult-ish seemed so far away.

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unfortunately, as fighting grew around the region and the factions clashed harder than ever before, that future he spoke of would come crashing into your world much faster than you anticipated.

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by the time you turned eighteen, graduated high school, and went to join him in the mechanics/systems shop, unravelling tension was beginning to spread across hoenn's shores. the rocket takeover happened quickly and with it, slateport's systems went down entirely. your dad, with his knowledge and skills keeping sootopolis fully operational, had been "called" to help...

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and he seemingly never returned.

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you were left to takeover the shop in his stead, forced to keep the family afloat as your mom succumbed to grief within a year of the incident. a year or two after the takeover, however, you found some surprising patrons arriving at the shop's door.

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your dad worked for us, they said. we need those skills again.

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and while the initial shock was rather... wild, you didn't quite know how to say no. it's the family business, they'd say when you tried. you have to carry on the legacy.

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by legacy, you suppose they meant the debt.

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now, though, it isn't so bad. you have a submarine to tinker with and occasionally, someone asks for your help with building them some funky bug looking thing. besides, if you really beg, they even sometimes let you do some really fun things like design their silly power up suits that you think one of their hackers stole the schematics of from the league and that's basically like playing dress up so it's not entirely terrible...

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except they're heading to war and you're afraid of what your work will continue to enable.