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[♫♪♫]

General

◗Name: Moddy Bozz
◗Gender/Sex: Female
◗Birthday: January 1st
◗Age: 12

◗Job: Researcher Trainee
• Moddy is very curious curious about really any researcher work that goes on in home, but has the most interest anything to do with ghost pokemon or mutations.

◗Class Researcher

◗Height/Weight: 4'1" - 90 lbs.
◗Nature/Characteristic: Lonely / Often Lost In Thought

Stats/Pokemon Junk

◗Species: Piplup
◗Type: /
◗Ability: Overcoat
• Protects the Pokémon from things like sand, hail and powder.

◗Weaknesses
2x 2x 2x

◗Strengths:
½× ½× ½× ½× ½× ½×
x0
◗Moveset:

Bubble
Peck
Bubble Beam
Aqua Ring
Baby-Doll Eyes*
Charm*
Crafty Shield*
Misty Terrain*
Play Rough*

Personality

Moddy is a very smart kid when it comes to survival, especially for her age, but at the same time not. She can survive on her own very well, but when it comes to working with a team shes very distant and doesn't know how to handle trusting others, especially adults. Other kids or teenagers, on the other hand, Moddy is very accepting of and more comfortable around-- although she can be accidentally rude or kind of a smart ass towards mon her age as well. The Piplup doesn't have much of a filter.

She can also be creepy at times, but never intentionally-- staring off into space or asking questions that are rather inappropriate in that its something you should never just walk up to someone and ask. Lacks proper social skills, and typically just expects the worst from other people, typically judging on appearance as well as what she can see that no one else does. Outwardly Moddy is very deadpan, she often doesn't realize how emotionally dead she can be and often needs to be reminded to smile, or needs to look at other people reacting to a situation before she realizes for herself she might need to be scared or something of the like. The only times she'll really cry is when shes in pain.

Finally, Moddy is very determined and full of hope for her own generation. She believes the world is bad but her generation will be the stepping stones to making it better. Shes a hard worker, and does her best to help people, even if she doesn't necessarily like them, its better to make yourself a good person than feed into all the bad.

History

Moddy was born into a small village deep in the woods, and she was born... different. Ever since Moddy was 4 she would see things, she'd stare at walls, point at nothing, have conversations with nothing. When her parents would ask what she seen, when she could finally speak she'd simply reply with "strangers". This was brushed off as just imaginary friends, but it did make socializing with other kids in the village hard. Despite craving friendship ever since she was young, she ended up just staying back instead, tailing her father around. Due to her following her father constantly, who was a hunter, she learned a lot about survival and capturing and preparing food, and would often help out once she was around 7 and 8. It was a peaceful and satisfying life, despite longing for friends, she was still content with being with her family.

Although, things couldn't stay sweet forever. When Moddy was 10 her village was attacked by a gang, and do to the place being so small, them slowly just started to slaughter people. The Bozz's house was around the outside of the village, and was clearly going to be the last one attacked-- but there wasn't time to run. Instead her parents got her to hide beneath the floor boards while they tried to fight off the raiders. Unfortunately, they were unsuccessful... But Moddy stayed silent, she stayed still and silent for two days, eating bugs and any food that'd fallen down threw the cracks of the wood floors. Luckily, she wasn't alone though, the strangers were there to keep her company and encourage her. They helped her brain storm an escape plan after hearing that the group was going to be leaving the home for a hunting trip, and one member would stay behind to guard their new terf. That member would die. The night they gang left, the Strangers told Moddy when the last guard had fallen asleep. When it was safe, she crawled out and she smashed a brick over his head multiple times, gathered supplies and quickly left.

Being a 10 year old alone in the wild isn't easy, but luckily she knew her stuff. Of cores, despite knowing how to hunt and make shelters,she would never be able to survive forever on her own. She was still small and weak, but to her luck-- or... luck at the time, she was picked up by multiple small groups along the way. Being a child had its perks that way, they'd practically adopt her on the spot if she was lucky, but something would always go wrong along the way, leading to her finding a way out, and running away.

This went on for a little over 2 years, before she found Home just by chance. She was 12 now, and had been alone for 2 months.... she could use somewhere to rest...

Extras/Fun facts

◗ Anatomy:

TBA.. gotta think of more stuff

◗"The Strangers":

- Moddy has minor "psychic powers" as some might call it, others might call her "sensitive" or a "medium". She can see "spirits" in the form of large towering black shadows.
- She can only slightly tell the difference between "good" and "bad" strangers. Good strangers seeming more smooth and having a calming presence, while Bad strangers are a bit rougher around the edges and feel more threatening.
- She can sort of identify spirits of murdered people, but she can't tell if someone has killed more than three-- after three they all kind of mesh together.
- She can't actually speak to the strangers, when she says they've spoken to her, its mostly in desperate situations where her mind convinces her they're talking, but its really just her talking to herself in her head.
- The strangers can't cause any harm to her or the people around her. They're just... there.
◗Extras
- A good cook!!
- Loves fish.
- Has a hard time trusting adults
- (Will add more later)

Description

[♫♪♫]

General

◗Name: Moddy Bozz
◗Gender/Sex: Female
◗Birthday: January 1st
◗Age: 12

◗Job: Researcher Trainee
• Moddy is very curious curious about really any researcher work that goes on in home, but has the most interest anything to do with ghost pokemon or mutations.

◗Class Researcher

◗Height/Weight: 4'1" - 90 lbs.
◗Nature/Characteristic: Lonely / Often Lost In Thought

Stats/Pokemon Junk

◗Species: Piplup
◗Type: /
◗Ability: Overcoat
• Protects the Pokémon from things like sand, hail and powder.

◗Weaknesses
2x 2x 2x

◗Strengths:
½× ½× ½× ½× ½× ½×
x0
◗Moveset:

Bubble
Peck
Bubble Beam
Aqua Ring
Baby-Doll Eyes*
Charm*
Crafty Shield*
Misty Terrain*
Play Rough*

Personality

Moddy is a very smart kid when it comes to survival, especially for her age, but at the same time not. She can survive on her own very well, but when it comes to working with a team shes very distant and doesn't know how to handle trusting others, especially adults. Other kids or teenagers, on the other hand, Moddy is very accepting of and more comfortable around-- although she can be accidentally rude or kind of a smart ass towards mon her age as well. The Piplup doesn't have much of a filter.

She can also be creepy at times, but never intentionally-- staring off into space or asking questions that are rather inappropriate in that its something you should never just walk up to someone and ask. Lacks proper social skills, and typically just expects the worst from other people, typically judging on appearance as well as what she can see that no one else does. Outwardly Moddy is very deadpan, she often doesn't realize how emotionally dead she can be and often needs to be reminded to smile, or needs to look at other people reacting to a situation before she realizes for herself she might need to be scared or something of the like. The only times she'll really cry is when shes in pain.

Finally, Moddy is very determined and full of hope for her own generation. She believes the world is bad but her generation will be the stepping stones to making it better. Shes a hard worker, and does her best to help people, even if she doesn't necessarily like them, its better to make yourself a good person than feed into all the bad.

History

Moddy was born into a small village deep in the woods, and she was born... different. Ever since Moddy was 4 she would see things, she'd stare at walls, point at nothing, have conversations with nothing. When her parents would ask what she seen, when she could finally speak she'd simply reply with "strangers". This was brushed off as just imaginary friends, but it did make socializing with other kids in the village hard. Despite craving friendship ever since she was young, she ended up just staying back instead, tailing her father around. Due to her following her father constantly, who was a hunter, she learned a lot about survival and capturing and preparing food, and would often help out once she was around 7 and 8. It was a peaceful and satisfying life, despite longing for friends, she was still content with being with her family.

Although, things couldn't stay sweet forever. When Moddy was 10 her village was attacked by a gang, and do to the place being so small, them slowly just started to slaughter people. The Bozz's house was around the outside of the village, and was clearly going to be the last one attacked-- but there wasn't time to run. Instead her parents got her to hide beneath the floor boards while they tried to fight off the raiders. Unfortunately, they were unsuccessful... But Moddy stayed silent, she stayed still and silent for two days, eating bugs and any food that'd fallen down threw the cracks of the wood floors. Luckily, she wasn't alone though, the strangers were there to keep her company and encourage her. They helped her brain storm an escape plan after hearing that the group was going to be leaving the home for a hunting trip, and one member would stay behind to guard their new terf. That member would die. The night they gang left, the Strangers told Moddy when the last guard had fallen asleep. When it was safe, she crawled out and she smashed a brick over his head multiple times, gathered supplies and quickly left.

Being a 10 year old alone in the wild isn't easy, but luckily she knew her stuff. Of cores, despite knowing how to hunt and make shelters,she would never be able to survive forever on her own. She was still small and weak, but to her luck-- or... luck at the time, she was picked up by multiple small groups along the way. Being a child had its perks that way, they'd practically adopt her on the spot if she was lucky, but something would always go wrong along the way, leading to her finding a way out, and running away.

This went on for a little over 2 years, before she found Home just by chance. She was 12 now, and had been alone for 2 months.... she could use somewhere to rest...

Extras/Fun facts

◗ Anatomy:

TBA.. gotta think of more stuff

◗"The Strangers":

- Moddy has minor "psychic powers" as some might call it, others might call her "sensitive" or a "medium". She can see "spirits" in the form of large towering black shadows.
- She can only slightly tell the difference between "good" and "bad" strangers. Good strangers seeming more smooth and having a calming presence, while Bad strangers are a bit rougher around the edges and feel more threatening.
- She can sort of identify spirits of murdered people, but she can't tell if someone has killed more than three-- after three they all kind of mesh together.
- She can't actually speak to the strangers, when she says they've spoken to her, its mostly in desperate situations where her mind convinces her they're talking, but its really just her talking to herself in her head.
- The strangers can't cause any harm to her or the people around her. They're just... there.
◗Extras
- A good cook!!
- Loves fish.
- Has a hard time trusting adults
- (Will add more later)