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In case the title didn't cue you in, I'm not going to even TRY to pretend that *setsu-p 's poke-sona didn't encourage me off my butt to do this.

I gave my 'sona longer hair than me, if only in those weird tied-off bang/sideburn/wtf are those things, mostly because I'm going through a phase of missing my hair. Seriosuly. I really miss my hair.

Also, my RAINBOWTASTICAL hoodie will appear in every single incarnation of me until the novelty wears off, which will probably be sometime around never.

FACTSTUFFS YOU PROBABLY DIDN'T NEED OR WANT

This individual adamantly introduces herself as "Clockie" no matter what situation it is. It could be she actually thinks that's her name, just likes screwing with people, or is wanted somewhere. Possibly a combination of the three; she does have a habit of getting into trouble, mostly out of poncing into the wrong place at the wrong time gleefully yelling "WHY HAY THAR, PEOPLES, HOW ARE YOU ALL TODAY~?" It's understood that where she's from, both Team Aqua and Team Magma are slightly peeved with her, hence her venturing out of Hoenn for what is quite possibly the first time in her life, driven mostly by her Pokemon, who seem to serve as the survival instinct she lacks.

Clockie can usually be found adrift, atop her Gyarados, which she is alarmingly fond of and often fishes off of the head of. When not on the seas, she has a Flygon, again, that she's just about obsessed over. The diving suit she wears under her customary hoodie (and pants) is mostly because of her apparent adoration of the move dive, and habit of fighting seagoing battles with the Gyarados that she rides (thus soaking herself inadvertedly on a regular basis)

Aside from the Gyarados and Flygon, she has a Manectric, a Graveler, and a Blaziken, which was the first pokemon she ever had and tends to still treat as though it's still a fluffy little Torchic from time to time. In fact Clockie seems to treat just about any pokemon she is left in the care of as if it's the cutest little thing ever... extending to bug-types and Grimers. Her team has learned to put up with it.

She also has a strange, slightly macabre sense of humor and likes randomly sneaking up on people, which has also gotten her into trouble several times. Luckily she has the habit of obsessively training her team for long, grueling hours, so usually she can pull off a thing or two if anybody REALLY doesn't want her around. (though the most commonly used card in her deck is a called escape out the nearest window... she was needless to say, thrilled when her Vibrava evolved)

The Skitty on her head rarely leaves its perch there, it's female, and thanks to careful application of an Everstone, can kick tail as well as anybody else on her team. It seems to share Clockie's sense of humor and can often be found smiling gleefully at inopportune moments, though it's more often amused when someone falls down (usually its owner; she attempted to substitute a bike with roller skates... and failed. Utterly)

There's really nothing else interesting about her other than the sheer ammounts of crap she carries around. No, really. You'd think she was stockpiling for the apocalypse or something.

Description
In case the title didn't cue you in, I'm not going to even TRY to pretend that *setsu-p 's poke-sona didn't encourage me off my butt to do this.

I gave my 'sona longer hair than me, if only in those weird tied-off bang/sideburn/wtf are those things, mostly because I'm going through a phase of missing my hair. Seriosuly. I really miss my hair.

Also, my RAINBOWTASTICAL hoodie will appear in every single incarnation of me until the novelty wears off, which will probably be sometime around never.

FACTSTUFFS YOU PROBABLY DIDN'T NEED OR WANT

This individual adamantly introduces herself as "Clockie" no matter what situation it is. It could be she actually thinks that's her name, just likes screwing with people, or is wanted somewhere. Possibly a combination of the three; she does have a habit of getting into trouble, mostly out of poncing into the wrong place at the wrong time gleefully yelling "WHY HAY THAR, PEOPLES, HOW ARE YOU ALL TODAY~?" It's understood that where she's from, both Team Aqua and Team Magma are slightly peeved with her, hence her venturing out of Hoenn for what is quite possibly the first time in her life, driven mostly by her Pokemon, who seem to serve as the survival instinct she lacks.

Clockie can usually be found adrift, atop her Gyarados, which she is alarmingly fond of and often fishes off of the head of. When not on the seas, she has a Flygon, again, that she's just about obsessed over. The diving suit she wears under her customary hoodie (and pants) is mostly because of her apparent adoration of the move dive, and habit of fighting seagoing battles with the Gyarados that she rides (thus soaking herself inadvertedly on a regular basis)

Aside from the Gyarados and Flygon, she has a Manectric, a Graveler, and a Blaziken, which was the first pokemon she ever had and tends to still treat as though it's still a fluffy little Torchic from time to time. In fact Clockie seems to treat just about any pokemon she is left in the care of as if it's the cutest little thing ever... extending to bug-types and Grimers. Her team has learned to put up with it.

She also has a strange, slightly macabre sense of humor and likes randomly sneaking up on people, which has also gotten her into trouble several times. Luckily she has the habit of obsessively training her team for long, grueling hours, so usually she can pull off a thing or two if anybody REALLY doesn't want her around. (though the most commonly used card in her deck is a called escape out the nearest window... she was needless to say, thrilled when her Vibrava evolved)

The Skitty on her head rarely leaves its perch there, it's female, and thanks to careful application of an Everstone, can kick tail as well as anybody else on her team. It seems to share Clockie's sense of humor and can often be found smiling gleefully at inopportune moments, though it's more often amused when someone falls down (usually its owner; she attempted to substitute a bike with roller skates... and failed. Utterly)

There's really nothing else interesting about her other than the sheer ammounts of crap she carries around. No, really. You'd think she was stockpiling for the apocalypse or something.