Name: Germaine Koller

Pokémon: Giratina

Gender: Male.

Age: 38

Hometown: Snowpoint City; Sinnoh.

Level:40

Ability: Pressure 

Moves: Ancient power, Dragon Claw, Destiny bond, Shadow sneak, Earth power and Aura Sphere. 

Legendary powers: Giratina, the shadow Pokémon, or Renegade Pokemon has always existed in another dimension, placed there by Arceus for his violence in a time long since past.
He has various abilities, namely the ability to travel back to his distortion world and out again as he see's fit- it is limited of course, there are 'focal' points littered across the world that shimmer slightly whenever he nears them.
The Distortion world allows him to travel around in that world with greater ease than if he was in the real world as he reverts back to his form of Giratina- in this world he can view the real world; watch, and wait.
He can and will drag some unsuspecting souls into the Distortion world for some reason or another- but he generally hunts for two very specific targets.
He also has the ability to move through objects- becoming transparent when doing so; he can't sustain this for great lengths of time however in his avatar.
Germaine is also naturally resistant to normal attacks- be it a punch from a human or a headbutt or tackle from a Pokemon. 


Held item: Spooky Plate- a shard of Arceus himself, it appeared in the Distortion world when he was freed- he is however searching for his Griseous Orb. 
This is held within a small leather Knapsack that he carries with him; it also holds various other items, such as berries, a map, a poffin case, a journal and money.

Appearance:
A rather slim and slender physique that is only magnified at the fact he stands at just over Six foot tall.
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Giratinas personality: Giratina is an age old Pokémon that has seen the wrath of the gods, the power that Arceus is capable of, and incapable of.
Before his internment that lasted over 10,000 years Giratina had little in the way of personality, it was currently still forming, much like an infants - he was easily interested in new things however, he spent a great deal of time testing the limits of his powers and learning his boundaries, his relationship with his brother and sister was strained, but nothing that could escalate into anything more than that - they respected each others space and rarely came into contact with one another - something that benefited all parties involved. 
Giratina was learning his place in the world when he broke his boundaries and was; as a consequence, imprisoned by God.
That was the moment he first expressed the emotions that was hate, and anger.
And those emotions have become a piece of his being, who he is - he embodies those two emotions more than any other being in existence, the Distortion world a pressure cooker that stewed and fostered those emotions, boiling them done further and further, reducing them until the finished product was just as much as a piece of those ingredients as they were a piece of everything else.
Happiness, love, joy, humour, these were foreign to him - impossible for his mind to fathom or comprehend, it was only when he was put into his human counterpart did he for the first time experience these emotions.  
The ability to love a taste of food, to laugh with someone you have befriended, to care for someone other than ones self - the things that were necessary for him to leave the life he had endured behind were given to him by the very being he despised more than anything else in existence. 
But one cannot leave behind their heart if they do not like it, nor can anyone just remove their arms or legs because you feel they hinder you - without tearing into your very being, these things are with you forever.
They make up who you are, and Hate anger, pain all of these things could no just be cast aside or left behind, they will remain with him for the rest of his days - they are his very fibre of being, he embodies those feelings and no matter how much he represses them - they always come back.
Giratina is doomed, to live in eternity in pain and suffering... Unless...
He brings an end to the thing that was the root cause of them; Germaine mellowed Giratina, as did his companion Kirlia - but they cannot stop him from being what he is.

No one can.

Germaine's Personality: Germaine was a nice person, kind and warmhearted - he was a person who loved to help others and competed in Pokémon competitions back in his home nation of Sinnoh - a very successful Pokémon coordinator who also helped new and up and coming coordinators find their feet in the world that was infinity more different than that of the Pokémon trainer world.
The moment he was hijacked by the Pokémon Giratina however, this has changed - whilst he is still a nice person through and through, he has become noticeably colder than he used to be - the God that now sleeps in his mind has changed Germaines personality a fair bit, his decision making is slightly erratic, making choices that neither he nor Giratina wants but something completely different in a conflict of wishes, as if a third personality arises out of the attempt of two mind argueing over what to do.
The process of fighting his new mind causes him to tire out easily and mental exhaustion is something that becomes fraught and common on certain points.
No longer is Germaine the warmhearted person who steps out of his way to help others.
Now calculation and an almost cold demeanour takes hold over him - he attempts to ensure that he sates the Pokémon inside of him to prevent him from forceably taking control, whilst also ensuring that he sticks to his own sense of morality, reducing as much damage that is done to any one who stands by the pair.

He cannot afford to be kind any longer, he must ensure that Giratina never repeats the episode that brought Germaine back to the world.

Backstory:
Giratina remembered the day that Arceus; God of all creation entered his realm - he knew everything that took place in the Distortion world, it was as much a part of him as he was a part of it.
Arceus was far more powerful than him though, as is the obvious result of God meeting one of his creations- Giratina was dubious at first, but hidden deep under all the hate and resentment there was a glimmer of hope from afar he had witnessed what was occurring on the real world. 
And if Arceus had come here at this time, it meant one of two things.
Today was the day he died.
Or the day he was freed.

It was the latter, Arceus spoke and then he left without waiting for a reply- and before he knew it he was blinking through the eyes of a human on the ground of the Human world.
A soft breeze tickled his face and swept through his hair, staring down he seen a pair of hands- one of them had very callused finger tips in comparison to the other, but they were soft and had slender dexterous fingers.  
He fell to his knees for the first time and let out long staggered sobs- he was overjoyed, for the first time in his long life he felt that emotion. 
After a few minutes, ho composed himself and looked around- he was in a forest by the looks of it, and it had snowed quite recently - it had just dawned upon him that he had dirtied his trousers, a new experience to be sure.

It was strange though- somehow he had clearly took possession of a humans body, but he had no idea of who this person was or what he was doing in this snowy forest. 
A name...
He needed a name.

Giratina started feeling around his new body for some sort of identification, his search yielded a wallet in his right trouser pocket, and inside it contained some money, various cards and a photo of himself.
He gazed at the photo for a while after removing it from its plastic sheath - had had to admit, he liked the look of this human. He picked through the various cards after placing the photo back- they all had the name Germaine upon them, he personally didn't care what the family name was as the humans called it- the only family he had trapped him in a prison and a torturous existence for centuries - so he donned the name Germaine.

For obvious reasons, Germaine didn't return back to the city that was closest on the road, instead he headed - instinctively towards a weak spot between the worlds; focal points that allowed him to view the human world with greater ease from the other side- since he has been freed from his jail, it appears he can now access the distortion world and this world with ease- so long as he finds one of these focal points; and he knew where almost everyone was off by heart, being in that place for centuries these areas were the ones he was most familiar with as he generally watched through them.

Ah.
The Snowpoint city Focal point number 3.
Now he knew where he was, this focal point was not far from the city itself, but rather the road leading to it via Mount Coronet- it figured he'd be in this country of all the ones out there, and it was this one he definitely could not stay in - he wanted to get away from the nation that caused him the most distress, and it would complicate things less if wasn't around those who might have known the person this body belonged too.
So he entered the realm that was his home - its familiarity was somewhat comforting,but he didn't want to be here for long.
It also appeared that he reverted to his normal form here.
Giratina travelled through his realm; searching for one that he liked. It took an hour, but he found an area that looked nice, a city called Fortree city - the humans here were in tune with nature and he had a greater respect for them than he did the rest, he felt that they truly appreciated the world they lived in - as they should. 

Once Germaine materialised in the world of men and Pokemon he began to enjoy his new life.
There were some things he could never shake off however, namely his observant nature, he would typically observe others rather than participate, but on occasion he would realise that he could actually participate now, as he has always wanted to, it would take some time before that would sink in - old habits die hard, a human saying that he was fond of.

During this time Giratina discovered some facts about his body - Germiane, it appeared that he held some musical talent, musical notes were something he could read although it felt odd that he could comprehend what these squiggles of ink on paper meant; as if some knowledge was always there, but he never knew it until now. 

And it wasn't till further down the line when he visited Lilycove city that he started to work as a Pokemon contest choreographer, something Giratina certainly never anticipated that he'd ever do, but a job was a job, and it was something that he felt that was Germaines old job as well, since contests were indeed held in the Sinnoh region where this body originated from.
He impressed the right people when he went and participated in a contest with Kirlia, and then after a trial of sorts impressed them further, earning a well paid job in the process; Germiane spent a good year working out of Lilycove; using the abilities he never actually owned himself as a means to survive.
That being said, he did indeed make an impression to the world that viewed Pokemon contests and gained a peice of knowledge about the body he inhabited. 

It was around a year in to his new life; whereupon other Legendary Pokemon had become rather famous in their new roles that Giratina befriended his first Pokemon, a female Kirlia.
From what he gathered these Pokemon were typically attuned to the feelings of the humans and Pokemon around them, and it appeared that this Kirlia was aware of the great turmoil that raged in his heart, she knew that he suffered more than any other being could ever suffer.
And she followed him - Germaine didn't ask for this Pokemon to be his friend, but nevertheless she did become it - humans needed Pokéballs for this sort of thing, but this one naturally followed him and would fight for him if he wanted it.
He slowly came closer to Kirlia, and after all this time relies upon her whenever his emotions start to flare up - particularly rage and hate.

After some more time of travelling with his friend he decided to partake in battling with other trainers - it was surprisingly difficult, and he had to stop himself from lashing out at the other trainers Pokemon early into his experience of this, especially when Kirlia took some serious damage.
He seldomn battles now however, he may one day take it up again, but when he has a Pokemon with him that he doesn't feel such a companionship with.
Fundamentally this is flawed of course- - other trainers say so but he disregards them; they simply can't comprehend what his and Kirlia's relationship is.

Then came the day that Kirlia dragged him by the arm towards a poster pinned up in the city center of Rustboro City, it was about the avatars - a festival dedicated towards them; Kirlia knew in her heart that Germaines intention towards going was one of vengeance, if he found either of Diagla or Palkia there- they would pay heavily for their actions in the past towards him; but at the same time, he may meet others...
Legendary's that actually may know of him, and possibly even respect or like him.
It was worth a try at the very least.

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Nickname: Kirlia (yet to be given any form of nickname)

Species: Kirlia

Gender: Female

Level**: 32

Ability: Trace

Moves (up to 6): Teleport, Thief, Psychic, Heal pulse, Calm mind and Draining kiss.

Held item***: Miracle seed