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Name: Fantasy De' Phantasia Fantasm
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Starter Pokemon: Male Growlithe
Appearance: Fantasy stands at just under 5 feet tall. His body classified as lean. His clothes are comprised of a black undershirt, tucked into dark blue jeans. A green vest over his undershirt, and a pair of grip- action fingerless gloves. His shoes are customized running shoes, though they look like combat boots, as they have the covered metal over the toes. The pants had a green flame design, where as the black shirt has a green dragon snaking through silvery clouds, under a shining moon and sun. The vest has a multitude of pockets, scattered all over it, as well as inside it.
Other things he wears-
A small emerald set in metalwork dolphins
A small ruby set in a metalwork skull
his family ring, which is an emerald inlaid into a small dragon claw
Personality: Fantasy is a kid who goes through life knowing what he wants to do, even if he lacks the materials to do it. He's somewhat stubborn and hard-headed, but he is also quite understanding of others and loves to help people. He doesn't take well to those who hurt others for their own benefits, and will act accordingly when he see it. He puts up a very calm front, and hardly anything seems to affect this. His calm face is a distraction to his opponents, because he draws them to thinking he isn't that good. All the while, he's thinking of his next move.
History: Fantasy lived your average life, he slept, he ate, he played with friends, etc. He also admired pokemon like there was no tomorrow. His first encounter with pokemon was when he was 3, after he had learned to walk. He had gotten lost, and like most toddlers, he was crying for his mother. A Rattata came to him, got him to calm down, and then proceeded to guide him out of the forest, and back to his home. Ever since then, that Fantasy can remember, hes been obsessed with pokemon. He would go outside and the pokemon would flock around him as though he were a magnet.
At the age of 7, he began to study to be a trainer. It was some of the hardest work, but he was determined. He found an injured Growlithe when he was 9 and took it in. He nursed it back to health, which took a year for a full recovery. He passed his class to become a trainer when he was 11. The youngest in his class, he was given 5 pokeballs. He raced home, giddy with the fact his life as a trainer had started. The Growlithe was happy with him, and happily went into the pokeball he proffered. He set out on his journey the very next day, full bag, and happy spirits.