Well, I'm done. By the way guys, don't expect Franco to be a pushover… he's TIRED of losing! :P
Name: Franco Marinetti
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Tall and slender, many people would say that they consider Franco to be not only attractive, but also "dreamy". He has long, dirty blond hair that falls almost to his shoulders, and curls slightly when wet. His eyes are a deep green hue with hints of gold, and oddly enough, they're the exact same size as each other. His smile is pronounced and generous, and his dimples seem ever-present on his cheeks. His nose, neither long nor short, is slender and pointed, and he has the vaguest hint of a cleft chin. Although not muscular by any means, his body is well toned and his light skin tanned to a light almond color. His fingers, as the rest of his body, are long and slender, but deft.
Franco is no longer a child, or at least, he considers himself to be a full-grown adult, and so, he wears mostly dress shirts and slacks. He is usually seen wearing Italian-styled shoes, even whilst walking around the Cerulean coastline, and his Pokétch, an imported watch from Unova, which is custom-made with black steel and white gold and was bought for him by his uncle after his Pokémon League participation in Unova. However, Franco has never been dumb enough as to journey out in Gucci shoes, or custom-fitted slacks. Instead, he walks around with rock-climbing shoes, jeans, and an expensive, yet resilient puffy jacket that makes him look like a black Michelin man. However, the dress shirts stay, as does his cologne; a man needs to pamper himself, you know?
Personality:
Franco attempts to be the personalization of a simple, yet powerful word: refinement. He believes that a Pokémon trainer must, above all else, be gracious is both defeat and victory, and he believes that his Pokémon must also transmit that same sense of refinement in order to prove real mastery of Pokémon training. This strategy, however, has led to many of his failures as a Pokémon trainer, such as never being able to evolve his Togepi, and not being able to inspire a fighting spirit into his Pokémon; Franco may be gracious in defeat, but some would say his Pokémon are too quick to accept it.
As a human being, Franco is charismatic and pleasant, although a bit arrogant. He has never had a lack of courage, although his phobias in the Pokémon world have numbered to a couple too many. His family, a small, yet close-knit Italian family living in Cerulean City, consists of his mother, his father, and his father's mother, who he refers to simply as Nonna. His father is owner of a small Italian restaurant in said city, and his Nonna is the head chef, even at her 84 years of age. She has passed on to Franco her love of cooking anything Italian, and the joy that comes from gardening their own ingredients. However, it was at his mom's insistence that he first took up Pokémon training.
History:
Franco is not a rookie trainer. In fact, he is what some people may call, a veteran of the sport, having participated in the Kanto and Unova regions already. He was only ten years old when he first journeyed around his home region of Kanto, and although he was unable to obtain all eight badges to participate in the Pokémon League, it was after this journey that Franco first fostered his love of Pokémon training. It had been painful to not participate in the League back then, and he still remembers crying at his mom's lap as a child and blaming her for encouraging him to go on a journey. He decided never to train Pokémon again until his uncle suggested he should visit Unova. Franco spent one year after his journey home, and another in Castelia City with his aunt and uncle before he once more wished to set out on a journey.
His starter this time around had been a Snivy, rather than his earlier Squirtle, and alongside his Pokémon he was able to finally participate in a Pokémon League… he lost in the first round. Heartbroken once more, but unable to find the same solace he'd found in his mom with his uncle, he learned that in Pokémon training, like in all other competitions, the existence of a winner means that there must also be a loser. His uncle had congratulated him on his participation in the League, and taught him a lesson he would never forget. Sitting from atop the stadium seats, he saw the loser of the final come down in tears after the match. His uncle said: "He was the better trainer but his team was clearly scouted. However, on his knees, and crying he just looks like a baby and a sore loser. Always remember Franco, despite the circumstances, a Pokémon trainer must be gracious in both victory and defeat". Now, Franco plans on being the embodiment of grace as he helps the Johto League resurge from the ashes like a beautiful phoenix.
Starter: Joltik
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