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Description

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GENERAL
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    Name: Drem Conway-Roth
   Gender: Male
   Age: 25
   Birthday: January 25
    Height: 6 “1 ft /185.42 cm
    Weight: 160 lbs / 72.57 kg

      Home Island: Ruby Island
    Hometown:Tincaster
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STATS
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    Species: Alolan Persian
  Type:
  Ability: Fur Coat
        -Halves damage of physical moves
  Nature / Characteristic: Lonely | Quick Tempered
  Moves:   Foul Play (Egg Move) Toxic (TM ) Taunt Play Rough Swift

Team: Looking for one.
Rank: Normal
Members:
    -Drem Conway-Roth/Alolan Persian

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Personality/History
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  Personality:

POS: Adaptable, Honest, Observant, Playful
NEU: Cynical, Sarcastic, Skeptical
NEG: Quick Tempered, Resentful, Power-hungry, Ruthless
Due to Drem’s upbringing, he has become very insecure about his worth a poke-being. His past history of using his body for means of a coin have left him with a fiery resentment for his parents. His mother didn’t care and neither did his absentee father, he was left to fend for himself in an abusive home and frankly he hates them for it. It wasn’t until the interference of his homeschool teacher that he was able to escape that situation. Developing a way to adapt to different environments as he left home to home to different job to job, situations changed as did he, developing skills that have helped him to survive. A lot of pent of anger and resent have transformed into what is his temper and ruthlessness that he embraces. He easily loses his cool and become quite temperamental especially in battle. His battle style is surely to leave you with a mark, he won’t stop until someone either drags him off or the deed is done.

However, he’s not all bad, yeah, he can be a bit sarcastic and can dish witty remarks like the sassy cat he is but it’s all in good fun, it’s how he makes friends, they’re always light jokes. He’s open to meeting people though he can be very skeptical of their true intentions, he gives anyone and everyone a chance to show who they truly are, constantly watching and waiting for them to make their move. He’s constantly observing his surrounding and people, analyzing them from a far. He tends to do this to find out whether are any dangers or things he can take advantage in his surroundings. This skill helps him maneuver through his surroundings or finding weaknesses in people or finding out about little things they might enjoy. When meeting people, he doesn’t hold back, he’s quite honest and will dish out the truth where he sees fit but knows when to say it and when to be quiet. If he knows someone really well, he loves to joke, tease and playfully banter with someone but knows when he goes too far and will apologize immediately.

Believing the world to be constantly changing and full of good and evil, he believes poke-beings are only out for themselves in the end and they eventually show their true colors. He will give them a chance to prove any differently. There’s something about power that makes a person stand tall and he likes it, he loves the feeling of being dominant and powerful, perhaps because he felt so powerless and alone when he was under the thumb of his stepfather. He has always been under the thumb of someone else, doing their biding, using his body and fighting in a pit for them to win hundreds while he won a few bucks to feed and shelter himself. If a situation presents itself, he will grab at the chance to level up, grab at power and utilize it for his own.

  History:

  (Trigger Warning: Abuse, Abandonment, Violence)


Conception
The sultry singing and sexy dancing of Savannah Roth lured many men into the smokey den of the Burlesque inspired jazz gentleman’s club. The young female meowth had turned to this life at a young age, dreaming of bigger things that never came such as fame and fortune. However, she still would shed her clothes and sing her worn out songs to the panting masses of men and liquor day in and day out, dreaming of a better life.

A gang of men had piled into the gentleman’s club, she didn’t want to be bothered with their howls and hoots but one caught her off guard. A sweet talking Zoroark named Doyle Conway, he spoke eloquently, speaking to her about a life where thousands could hear her voice, where she could sway upon a stage that smelled of hope and where her and him would be wealthy. He could make that happen for her or so he whispered into her ear. She didn’t want to believe him but as he kept visiting, speaking with her and fanning her flames to leave. She soon was bringing him to her bed repeatedly, when she had free time, she slip away from her regular, Big Willy, and go walking along the beach with Doyle. Free from her worries and hanging onto the hope that Doyle would sweep her off her feet and introduce her into the life she always wanted for herself.

Alas, that dream seemed to crash and burn when she found out she was pregnant. It would’ve been fine but upon learning this, Doyle realized he wasn’t ready to be a father and slipped off into the night. Depressed and angry, she stupidly waited for his return but he didn’t show up again. Her act was falling apart and she was being threatened to be fired, she couldn’t afford to be fired. Swollen with child, she was desperate and when a hand was held out for her, she took it.

William “Big Willy” Thorne was a regular patron of hers, he was a big spender, throwing money upon the stage as she teased him with her voice and body. He had come and offered her marriage to him on a few conditions: 1) She become his wife, loyal and true to only him 2) Bear his Children and 3) He wanted the child she was pregnant with as his toy. She didn’t think twice about the choice, she accepted it. Resentment for the child and its father blinding what motherly love she may have had for it. She was soon was pulled from the club and into wealthy life as the wife of wealthy man who had a dark secret. A dark secret that was born into a world of abuse and strife. A dark secret she would name Drem.
Growing Up
Drem’s childhood was and will always be weighed down with the resentment from his mother, the shadow of a father he never met and the abuse he endured at the hands of his step father. His mother turned a blind eye to it, her mind on her second son and the only one she actually acknowledged on a daily basis, William Jr., spoiled yet good hearted at times.

Drem was left a shallow shell of a boy, bound to the mansion, only going out into the garden to hide away from the world. Anger boiled into him as he tried to find his escape in his studies but he would soon find that he had reached the edge. His only comfort was that of his little brother and homeschool teacher. His little brother, though spoiled, had a big heart and loved his big brother. He constantly trailed after him throughout the house. The young meowth would come up with clever games to play with him to keep him entertained and happy. When his little brother was at school, he was being taught by his homeschool teacher who was concerned for her pupil. She came up with a plan, enlisting the help of the little brother to distract the parents as she smuggled Drem pass the garden walls and through the woods to freedom.

His homeschooled teacher’s only family, her uncle took him in and helped raise him for most of his life. He was homeschooled, he learned how to fight (which he did a lot of), he was a loner most of the time and the kids made fun of him. He had a lot of anger and didn’t have a problem sharing it. When he was old enough, he left the place he had called home and went out on his own. He did whatever he needed to do to get money such as underground fighting rings up and things he wasn’t very fond of until adulthood. He learned different trades and skills during his journey.

He spent most of his adult hood in fighting pits, earning a living that allowed him to rent a place of his home until the disaster hit…

The Disaster

Fishing at Ruby Port with some of the guys from the fighting pit, he didn’t realize how the darkened skies had implied anything else but sloshy waters and good fishing. However, the weather got worst, hurricanes, flooding and hard rainfall had brought the boat to its knees. They were brought way off course, the hurricane rocking the boat violently across the ocean. He was swept away, the boat destroyed, the men spread out into the oceans depths.

Tossing and turning, his head bobbing in and out of the water. He passed out, letting the darkness finally claiming him and he hoped that death would be quick. Sitting upright, his chest hurting, he had woken up in a warm house, cinnamon and gingerbread hugged the air. Delphina Burrow, a middle aged Diglet, was tending to him. The disaster had left him jobless, homeless and weak. Delphi offered him shelter and food as long as he stayed with her acting as her body guard and her farm hand. He accepted. However, it wasn’t enough, not enough work to keep him busy, not enough money to keep everything running, not enough food or resources.

When some passing Pokemon came to rest their heads in the spare rooms the house, they shared news of The Guild in Everstone that was offering work. Interested, he packed up his meager possessions and went with the small group to learn more about the The Guild in Everstone City which wasn’t too far from the farm. The promise of wealth, valuable items and treasures enticed him and the old woman who helped him. If he could join up with a team and excel in the Mystery Dungeons, he could repay his debt to her and get enough money to build his own home. To start over if he could. So, he went to Everstone City, eagerly signing up for the guild, ready to begin his life of adventure and wealth.

Family:

  Mother | 48 | Savannah Thorne ( Formerly "Roth")
Father | 50 | Doyle Conway
Step father| 54 | William "Big Willie" Thorne
Little Brother | 15 | William "Lil Willy" Thorne

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Additional
_____________________________________________________________________--Has scars around his tail and arm areas from the fighting pits
-Scars around his neck was from his childhood when he still lived with his mother
-Has a sweet tooth | learned how to bake and cook w/ his caretaker at a young age
NOTE: Normally carries candy/sweets that calms him down
-Cloak was made by Delphi to help hide his neck scars
-His forehead gem has colors he got from his Zoroark father
-Lives with Delphi and Clark (another young stray Delphi found)
-Has a great relationship with his brother, they spent a lot of time with each other when they were younger.
-Since his arrival to Everstone City, has been sending loads of letters to his brother without any response. He's a bit worried.

Description

_________________________________________________________________________________
GENERAL
________________________________________________________________________

    Name: Drem Conway-Roth
   Gender: Male
   Age: 25
   Birthday: January 25
    Height: 6 “1 ft /185.42 cm
    Weight: 160 lbs / 72.57 kg

      Home Island: Ruby Island
    Hometown:Tincaster
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STATS
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    Species: Alolan Persian
  Type:
  Ability: Fur Coat
        -Halves damage of physical moves
  Nature / Characteristic: Lonely | Quick Tempered
  Moves:   Foul Play (Egg Move) Toxic (TM ) Taunt Play Rough Swift

Team: Looking for one.
Rank: Normal
Members:
    -Drem Conway-Roth/Alolan Persian

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Personality/History
______________________________________________________________________________

  Personality:

POS: Adaptable, Honest, Observant, Playful
NEU: Cynical, Sarcastic, Skeptical
NEG: Quick Tempered, Resentful, Power-hungry, Ruthless
Due to Drem’s upbringing, he has become very insecure about his worth a poke-being. His past history of using his body for means of a coin have left him with a fiery resentment for his parents. His mother didn’t care and neither did his absentee father, he was left to fend for himself in an abusive home and frankly he hates them for it. It wasn’t until the interference of his homeschool teacher that he was able to escape that situation. Developing a way to adapt to different environments as he left home to home to different job to job, situations changed as did he, developing skills that have helped him to survive. A lot of pent of anger and resent have transformed into what is his temper and ruthlessness that he embraces. He easily loses his cool and become quite temperamental especially in battle. His battle style is surely to leave you with a mark, he won’t stop until someone either drags him off or the deed is done.

However, he’s not all bad, yeah, he can be a bit sarcastic and can dish witty remarks like the sassy cat he is but it’s all in good fun, it’s how he makes friends, they’re always light jokes. He’s open to meeting people though he can be very skeptical of their true intentions, he gives anyone and everyone a chance to show who they truly are, constantly watching and waiting for them to make their move. He’s constantly observing his surrounding and people, analyzing them from a far. He tends to do this to find out whether are any dangers or things he can take advantage in his surroundings. This skill helps him maneuver through his surroundings or finding weaknesses in people or finding out about little things they might enjoy. When meeting people, he doesn’t hold back, he’s quite honest and will dish out the truth where he sees fit but knows when to say it and when to be quiet. If he knows someone really well, he loves to joke, tease and playfully banter with someone but knows when he goes too far and will apologize immediately.

Believing the world to be constantly changing and full of good and evil, he believes poke-beings are only out for themselves in the end and they eventually show their true colors. He will give them a chance to prove any differently. There’s something about power that makes a person stand tall and he likes it, he loves the feeling of being dominant and powerful, perhaps because he felt so powerless and alone when he was under the thumb of his stepfather. He has always been under the thumb of someone else, doing their biding, using his body and fighting in a pit for them to win hundreds while he won a few bucks to feed and shelter himself. If a situation presents itself, he will grab at the chance to level up, grab at power and utilize it for his own.

  History:

  (Trigger Warning: Abuse, Abandonment, Violence)


Conception
The sultry singing and sexy dancing of Savannah Roth lured many men into the smokey den of the Burlesque inspired jazz gentleman’s club. The young female meowth had turned to this life at a young age, dreaming of bigger things that never came such as fame and fortune. However, she still would shed her clothes and sing her worn out songs to the panting masses of men and liquor day in and day out, dreaming of a better life.

A gang of men had piled into the gentleman’s club, she didn’t want to be bothered with their howls and hoots but one caught her off guard. A sweet talking Zoroark named Doyle Conway, he spoke eloquently, speaking to her about a life where thousands could hear her voice, where she could sway upon a stage that smelled of hope and where her and him would be wealthy. He could make that happen for her or so he whispered into her ear. She didn’t want to believe him but as he kept visiting, speaking with her and fanning her flames to leave. She soon was bringing him to her bed repeatedly, when she had free time, she slip away from her regular, Big Willy, and go walking along the beach with Doyle. Free from her worries and hanging onto the hope that Doyle would sweep her off her feet and introduce her into the life she always wanted for herself.

Alas, that dream seemed to crash and burn when she found out she was pregnant. It would’ve been fine but upon learning this, Doyle realized he wasn’t ready to be a father and slipped off into the night. Depressed and angry, she stupidly waited for his return but he didn’t show up again. Her act was falling apart and she was being threatened to be fired, she couldn’t afford to be fired. Swollen with child, she was desperate and when a hand was held out for her, she took it.

William “Big Willy” Thorne was a regular patron of hers, he was a big spender, throwing money upon the stage as she teased him with her voice and body. He had come and offered her marriage to him on a few conditions: 1) She become his wife, loyal and true to only him 2) Bear his Children and 3) He wanted the child she was pregnant with as his toy. She didn’t think twice about the choice, she accepted it. Resentment for the child and its father blinding what motherly love she may have had for it. She was soon was pulled from the club and into wealthy life as the wife of wealthy man who had a dark secret. A dark secret that was born into a world of abuse and strife. A dark secret she would name Drem.
Growing Up
Drem’s childhood was and will always be weighed down with the resentment from his mother, the shadow of a father he never met and the abuse he endured at the hands of his step father. His mother turned a blind eye to it, her mind on her second son and the only one she actually acknowledged on a daily basis, William Jr., spoiled yet good hearted at times.

Drem was left a shallow shell of a boy, bound to the mansion, only going out into the garden to hide away from the world. Anger boiled into him as he tried to find his escape in his studies but he would soon find that he had reached the edge. His only comfort was that of his little brother and homeschool teacher. His little brother, though spoiled, had a big heart and loved his big brother. He constantly trailed after him throughout the house. The young meowth would come up with clever games to play with him to keep him entertained and happy. When his little brother was at school, he was being taught by his homeschool teacher who was concerned for her pupil. She came up with a plan, enlisting the help of the little brother to distract the parents as she smuggled Drem pass the garden walls and through the woods to freedom.

His homeschooled teacher’s only family, her uncle took him in and helped raise him for most of his life. He was homeschooled, he learned how to fight (which he did a lot of), he was a loner most of the time and the kids made fun of him. He had a lot of anger and didn’t have a problem sharing it. When he was old enough, he left the place he had called home and went out on his own. He did whatever he needed to do to get money such as underground fighting rings up and things he wasn’t very fond of until adulthood. He learned different trades and skills during his journey.

He spent most of his adult hood in fighting pits, earning a living that allowed him to rent a place of his home until the disaster hit…

The Disaster

Fishing at Ruby Port with some of the guys from the fighting pit, he didn’t realize how the darkened skies had implied anything else but sloshy waters and good fishing. However, the weather got worst, hurricanes, flooding and hard rainfall had brought the boat to its knees. They were brought way off course, the hurricane rocking the boat violently across the ocean. He was swept away, the boat destroyed, the men spread out into the oceans depths.

Tossing and turning, his head bobbing in and out of the water. He passed out, letting the darkness finally claiming him and he hoped that death would be quick. Sitting upright, his chest hurting, he had woken up in a warm house, cinnamon and gingerbread hugged the air. Delphina Burrow, a middle aged Diglet, was tending to him. The disaster had left him jobless, homeless and weak. Delphi offered him shelter and food as long as he stayed with her acting as her body guard and her farm hand. He accepted. However, it wasn’t enough, not enough work to keep him busy, not enough money to keep everything running, not enough food or resources.

When some passing Pokemon came to rest their heads in the spare rooms the house, they shared news of The Guild in Everstone that was offering work. Interested, he packed up his meager possessions and went with the small group to learn more about the The Guild in Everstone City which wasn’t too far from the farm. The promise of wealth, valuable items and treasures enticed him and the old woman who helped him. If he could join up with a team and excel in the Mystery Dungeons, he could repay his debt to her and get enough money to build his own home. To start over if he could. So, he went to Everstone City, eagerly signing up for the guild, ready to begin his life of adventure and wealth.

Family:

  Mother | 48 | Savannah Thorne ( Formerly "Roth")
Father | 50 | Doyle Conway
Step father| 54 | William "Big Willie" Thorne
Little Brother | 15 | William "Lil Willy" Thorne

_____________________________________________________________________
Additional
_____________________________________________________________________--Has scars around his tail and arm areas from the fighting pits
-Scars around his neck was from his childhood when he still lived with his mother
-Has a sweet tooth | learned how to bake and cook w/ his caretaker at a young age
NOTE: Normally carries candy/sweets that calms him down
-Cloak was made by Delphi to help hide his neck scars
-His forehead gem has colors he got from his Zoroark father
-Lives with Delphi and Clark (another young stray Delphi found)
-Has a great relationship with his brother, they spent a lot of time with each other when they were younger.
-Since his arrival to Everstone City, has been sending loads of letters to his brother without any response. He's a bit worried.