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Description

Name: Sprite

Gender: Male

Age: Teen

Species: Minccino

Type:

Nature: Impish

Rank: Bronze

Personality:

+ Clever + Driven + Hard Working +

Sprite is a very sharp, quick study and what he can't figure out for himself, he will work at tirelessly until he gets it right. He cares very deeply about doing things well and being the absolute best that he can be. While this is not always an achievable goal, it does make him the perfect person for any tough job as he is almost never going to give up if he has a choice in the matter. When something catches his attention, it is his total and complete focus and he will be attached to that thing or goal until the bitter end.

= Aloof = Collector =

Coming from a big family and generally not trusting other pokemon makes Sprite a little bit of a cold, prickly partner. While he is willing to open up after some time, he is generally the sort to hold others at an arms leanth. He is not one to easily make connections, but similar to his interests, people he is passionate about, he is completely dedicated to. He collects shiney, pretty things and hoards them.

- Sass - Short Tempered - Insecure -

Not being great at dealing with others has given Sprite an unhealthy set of mechanisms for conflict. Namely, a short fuse of a temper and the tendancy to respond to most negative things with as much sass as possible. His own insecurities about his abilities and wrong type makes him try to fein arrogance and self-comfort in an attempt to never be looked down on.

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What? Are you trying to pick a fight with me?

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Bio:

The last egg hatched on the coldest night of the winter and immediately the troop of Minccino were worried. The new hatchling was too small, too pale, and quickly was wisked away to a healer pokemon in the area. What was wrong with him? Was he shiney? Was he going to live? What happened?

The Clefairy told the Cinccino that no, there was nothing wrong with thier youngest child, he was healthy, not a shiney, and he was going to be fine. Only one problem. He was an Ice type.

What? The troop was large, already sporting two shiney Minccino and a large family of young and Cinccino and never before had they had or heard of a non-normal type within their group. They were a wild troop, full of life and clean living and though occasionally one or two would wander off into the hands of humans, they were happy. This new youngling among them was both exciting and terrifying. He was a spark of disruption, a worry and a fear, a freak of nature, but also something new. For this, he was named Sprite.

Why Sprite was an Ice-type was unknown at first. Perhaps it was the winter storm. Perhaps it was the late-ness of his hatching. It was not until some digging around did the family find the cause. An Ice Stone had somehow found it's way into the egg's nest. Why this would affect a normal-type egg rather than an evolution trick, they didn't know. The Ice Stone was removed and disposed of for fear of it affecting future eggs.

Sprite's parents tried very hard to treat their anomaly son just as they did all of their other children. But there was always a hint of careful when dealing with the ice-Minccino. There was fear that though he was healthy, his small size and wrong type might mean he was more fragile than he should be. Sprite was small, but growing quickly, already far fluffier than his siblings, but not as fast. Not as agile. Not as right. With such a large family of Minccino and only so many paws to go around, Sprite often found himself left out of games with his siblings or waiting alone in the trees for someone to come back and tell him it was okay for him to join. It was in these early years that Sprite often heard, 'Be careful Sprite!' or 'Don't push yourself Sprite!'

As he grew, he grew to hate this. He knew he could do everything his normal-type siblings could. He knew he could, if only they would let him try.

And as they all grew up, learning how to play and fight, Sprite did keep up with them. Until he showed his first ice-type move. Ice Beam from such a little fluff was frightening for everyone, even Sprite, and despite his efforts to show that he was okay, it only pushed him further from his family. From then on, Sprite made it his goal to only learn moves that other Minccino could do, even learning Cute Charm despite his growing distaste for other pokemon.

The breaking point came when the first of his siblings evolved into Cinccino. His parents so proud, his other siblings all feeling ready and wanting to try. He wanted to try too. He wanted a scarf, he wanted to be big and strong and-and his parents took him aside.

The use of an evolution stone affected his type as an egg. An Evolution stone. But he was hatched as a Minccino. They didn't think he would ever be able to evolve.

Sprite left in tears. Left the happy valley of pokemon that had always been his safe haven and home. And for the first time, vowed that no one would ever tell him what he couldn't do again.

Having grown up without humans in his life, he found them and the idea of trainers insulting. Wasn't this just another form of people telling you what you could and couldn't do? Why would any pokemon want that? He didn't know. He avoided a few close-calls with various trainers trying to catch him for his odd typing, and eventually found Team Rocket.

All Pokemon out for Pokemon? This sounded perfect. Maybe he could swallow his pride. Maybe he could find a place here. Maybe the pokemon here would let him be himself. Sure, it sounded like he'd still have people telling him what to do at first, but he could deal with that for a while. If it meant a place without limitations of a wrong type or being babied no matter how talented he was?
Sprite was willing to give Team Rocket a try.

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I'll show them. I'll show the world. There is nothing wrong with me.

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Ability: Cute Charm - Contact with the Pokémon may cause infatuation.

Move Set:
- Tail Slap -

The user attacks by striking the target with its hard tail. It hits the Pokémon two to five times in a row.

- Charm -
The user gazes at the target rather charmingly, making it less wary. This harshly lowers the target's Attack stat.

- Ice Beam -

The target is struck with an icy-cold beam of energy. This may also leave the target frozen.

- Last Resort -

This move can be used only after the user has used all the other moves it knows in the battle.

Equipment:

- Starter Pack

- A large collection of bells, coins, springs, coils and other shiney things that he will refuse to get rid of

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Touch any of my bells and I kill you

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Relationships:

www.deviantart.com/curiousspec…

Group:

Description

Name: Sprite

Gender: Male

Age: Teen

Species: Minccino

Type:

Nature: Impish

Rank: Bronze

Personality:

+ Clever + Driven + Hard Working +

Sprite is a very sharp, quick study and what he can't figure out for himself, he will work at tirelessly until he gets it right. He cares very deeply about doing things well and being the absolute best that he can be. While this is not always an achievable goal, it does make him the perfect person for any tough job as he is almost never going to give up if he has a choice in the matter. When something catches his attention, it is his total and complete focus and he will be attached to that thing or goal until the bitter end.

= Aloof = Collector =

Coming from a big family and generally not trusting other pokemon makes Sprite a little bit of a cold, prickly partner. While he is willing to open up after some time, he is generally the sort to hold others at an arms leanth. He is not one to easily make connections, but similar to his interests, people he is passionate about, he is completely dedicated to. He collects shiney, pretty things and hoards them.

- Sass - Short Tempered - Insecure -

Not being great at dealing with others has given Sprite an unhealthy set of mechanisms for conflict. Namely, a short fuse of a temper and the tendancy to respond to most negative things with as much sass as possible. His own insecurities about his abilities and wrong type makes him try to fein arrogance and self-comfort in an attempt to never be looked down on.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

What? Are you trying to pick a fight with me?

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Bio:

The last egg hatched on the coldest night of the winter and immediately the troop of Minccino were worried. The new hatchling was too small, too pale, and quickly was wisked away to a healer pokemon in the area. What was wrong with him? Was he shiney? Was he going to live? What happened?

The Clefairy told the Cinccino that no, there was nothing wrong with thier youngest child, he was healthy, not a shiney, and he was going to be fine. Only one problem. He was an Ice type.

What? The troop was large, already sporting two shiney Minccino and a large family of young and Cinccino and never before had they had or heard of a non-normal type within their group. They were a wild troop, full of life and clean living and though occasionally one or two would wander off into the hands of humans, they were happy. This new youngling among them was both exciting and terrifying. He was a spark of disruption, a worry and a fear, a freak of nature, but also something new. For this, he was named Sprite.

Why Sprite was an Ice-type was unknown at first. Perhaps it was the winter storm. Perhaps it was the late-ness of his hatching. It was not until some digging around did the family find the cause. An Ice Stone had somehow found it's way into the egg's nest. Why this would affect a normal-type egg rather than an evolution trick, they didn't know. The Ice Stone was removed and disposed of for fear of it affecting future eggs.

Sprite's parents tried very hard to treat their anomaly son just as they did all of their other children. But there was always a hint of careful when dealing with the ice-Minccino. There was fear that though he was healthy, his small size and wrong type might mean he was more fragile than he should be. Sprite was small, but growing quickly, already far fluffier than his siblings, but not as fast. Not as agile. Not as right. With such a large family of Minccino and only so many paws to go around, Sprite often found himself left out of games with his siblings or waiting alone in the trees for someone to come back and tell him it was okay for him to join. It was in these early years that Sprite often heard, 'Be careful Sprite!' or 'Don't push yourself Sprite!'

As he grew, he grew to hate this. He knew he could do everything his normal-type siblings could. He knew he could, if only they would let him try.

And as they all grew up, learning how to play and fight, Sprite did keep up with them. Until he showed his first ice-type move. Ice Beam from such a little fluff was frightening for everyone, even Sprite, and despite his efforts to show that he was okay, it only pushed him further from his family. From then on, Sprite made it his goal to only learn moves that other Minccino could do, even learning Cute Charm despite his growing distaste for other pokemon.

The breaking point came when the first of his siblings evolved into Cinccino. His parents so proud, his other siblings all feeling ready and wanting to try. He wanted to try too. He wanted a scarf, he wanted to be big and strong and-and his parents took him aside.

The use of an evolution stone affected his type as an egg. An Evolution stone. But he was hatched as a Minccino. They didn't think he would ever be able to evolve.

Sprite left in tears. Left the happy valley of pokemon that had always been his safe haven and home. And for the first time, vowed that no one would ever tell him what he couldn't do again.

Having grown up without humans in his life, he found them and the idea of trainers insulting. Wasn't this just another form of people telling you what you could and couldn't do? Why would any pokemon want that? He didn't know. He avoided a few close-calls with various trainers trying to catch him for his odd typing, and eventually found Team Rocket.

All Pokemon out for Pokemon? This sounded perfect. Maybe he could swallow his pride. Maybe he could find a place here. Maybe the pokemon here would let him be himself. Sure, it sounded like he'd still have people telling him what to do at first, but he could deal with that for a while. If it meant a place without limitations of a wrong type or being babied no matter how talented he was?
Sprite was willing to give Team Rocket a try.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I'll show them. I'll show the world. There is nothing wrong with me.

------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ability: Cute Charm - Contact with the Pokémon may cause infatuation.

Move Set:
- Tail Slap -

The user attacks by striking the target with its hard tail. It hits the Pokémon two to five times in a row.

- Charm -
The user gazes at the target rather charmingly, making it less wary. This harshly lowers the target's Attack stat.

- Ice Beam -

The target is struck with an icy-cold beam of energy. This may also leave the target frozen.

- Last Resort -

This move can be used only after the user has used all the other moves it knows in the battle.

Equipment:

- Starter Pack

- A large collection of bells, coins, springs, coils and other shiney things that he will refuse to get rid of

-----------------------------------------------------

Touch any of my bells and I kill you

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Relationships:

www.deviantart.com/curiousspec…

Group: