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Name: Mia Fiore

Age:17

Gender: Female

Hometown: Mauville City

Appearance:

Mia is a relatively short and slim girl, standing at a rather measly 5'6". Her skin tone is slightly less tanned than the average Hoenn citizen, due to staying indoors a lot when she was young. Her long brown hair is kept in a messy French braid, and is tied off with a blue hair tie. She wears a pair of small, black glasses over her warm, brown eyes.

When planning her outfit for the journey, Mia chose functionality over fashion. As such, it might seem rather plain, aside from one or two small things. She wears a black, sleeveless vest over a plain white T-shirt and a pair of thin, blue pants. Despite knowing full well that Hoenn was a very tropical region, Mia chose to wear a pink scarf (Who knows? Maybe Hoenn might start snowing all of a sudden). Luckily, it's pretty light and shouldn't cause too much of a problem. Around her shoulder is a light brown satchel, which is packed lightly. Inside is a spare change of clothes, some vanity items and a few other miscellaneous items.


Personality:

Mia has been described as more stubborn than a Bouffalant and more easily agitated than a Tauros. And while its only hyperbole, they wouldn't be far off. Mia is not one to back down easily, and will stand up to anyone who tries to intimidate or demean her. This often leads to her biting off way more than she can chew and things very rarely end well for Mia. She is incredibly easy to agitate, and can be set off by the slightest of things. Despite this, Mia isn't always angry. She's very often smiling and can be a rather friendly person. And, just like anyone else, she enjoys a good laugh… just not at her expense. She's not too bright, but not particularly dumb either.

However, Mia's personality undergoes a drastic change when around a grass type Pokémon. Ever since she was young, Mia has had a debilitating fear of grass types, ESPECIALLY the Bellsprout family. Seeing a grass type will cause Mia to become rather paranoid and jumpy, making sure that the "Monsters" don't get too close to her. In the event that a grass type does get close to her, Mia will most likely start screaming in terror, hoping for someone to help her. In a worst case scenario, she might even faint.

When battling, Mia focuses on using the environment around her to sway the battle in her favour. For example, if the enemy Pokémon is much faster than her Pokémon, she'll try to make the battlefield more cluttered and force them to slow down. She also tries to exploit the enemy's weaknesses whenever possible. Whether it's an elemental weakness, an injury or fatigue, if Mia can notice it, she will do her best to exploit it.

Unfortunately, this causes Mia to spend a lot of time observing the opponent's Pokémon, instead of focusing on her own. She might not realise that her current Pokémon is tired or injured. This is especially problematic when she can't find anything to exploit, which not only makes her frustrated, but also puts her at a major disadvantage. When she can't exploit anything, her strategy boils down to nothing more than "Do something".

When faced with a grass type, however, any semblance of strategy is thrown out the window and quickly replaced with "KILL IT WITH FIRE!"

History: (I intend on developing this a bit further in the actual RP)

Mia wasn't always the stubborn girl she is today. She was once nothing more than a sweet, naïve little girl who wanted to do nothing more than share her happiness with the rest of the world. Unfortunately, the world didn't feel like reciprocating her feelings.

One day when out exploring the giant world she called "Backyard", Mia discovered a strange, root-like creature wandering through her backyard. Naturally, being the curious 6 year old she was, Mia ran up to the creature and attempted to give it a hug. She managed to grab the thing perfectly fine, despite its struggling to break free. After a brief amount of squirming, the Bellsprout stopped moving. As Mia was examining the now squished plant, she began to smell something delicious. A sweet scent quickly spread through the back yard, getting stronger by the second. But before she could figure out where it was coming from, Mia noticed that there was a small horde of Pokémon that all looked very similar to the one she was holding. And they were approaching… quickly.

The girl was amazed to see such a huge amount of Pokémon packed into her backyard. Unfortunately, they weren't as happy to see her. Seeds began to pelt her skin as if they were rocks, bruising her skin. Various vines began to whip her while the stomach acids of the larger Pokémon were hurled onto the girl. Out of shock and pain, she dropped the Bellsprout onto the grass, which quickly scurried away. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she began to scream for help. Eventually, her older brother heard her cry for help, and quickly managed to take her into the house.

While the damage to her body was nothing more than bruises, scratches and a broken wrist, Mia was severely traumatised by this event. Many a sleepless night followed, as her dreams were plagued with the "monster's" that hurt her. Going outside in general was a scary experience for her, out of fear that they might attack her again. This event led to her phobia of grass type Pokémon, which she has kept to this day.

Four years passed before anything significant happened again. On her brother's 18th birthday, their parents realised that he had dreams of exploring the world. So, they gifted him with a Pokémon. The boy was ecstatic, and, after training the Bagon for a couple of weeks, left on his journey around the region, on the condition that he wrote to them every week, of course. In the three months that he had been sending the letters, he would tell them about his journey, and occasionally send small gifts.

But one week, the letter didn't arrive. Her parents wrote it off as their son forgetting to write it, or maybe an error at the post office. They eagerly waited for the next letter. But that letter never came. After another week of silence, they figured that something must have happened to him. They quickly filed a missing person report to the police. After 3 years of finding absolutely no trace of the boy, they presumed him dead. After this, Mia's cheery outlook on life was dimmed considerably. She became mad at the world and her family for giving up on him so easily. She knew that he was still out there. He couldn't be dead.

A year after her brother was pronounced dead, Mia was having a particularly bad day. She had gotten into a small fight at school (which she lost) and it was raining. However, while she stared blankly out a window, something distracted her. A small whimpering, coming from the floor. Curious, Mia braved the torrential rain and went underneath her house. Crawling around, she eventually stumbled upon a Cyndaquil, shivering in the darkness. She watched it for a little while, before deciding to take the small, fire type into her room to warm it up. Very quickly, Mia became attached to the small Pokémon, and it seemed to do the same.

When Mia was around the Cyndaquil, she was much happier than she had been in a long time. Her parents quickly realised this. And so, they gifted her with a Pokéball to catch it with. She affectionately named him Carter.

A month after turning 17, Mia realised that she wanted to travel around the region. So, after convincing her parents (which was easier said than done), Mia set off on her journey. But unlike other trainers, Mia isn't travelling around Hoenn for the adventure or the Gym battles; those are only a side distraction. She's doing it to find her brother.


Starter Pokemon:
Carter, the Cyndaquil (MALE)

Moveset:
Ember, Tackle, Smoke Screen, Extrasensory, Defense Curl, Double Kick