[hider=Alaric] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uRX5wWT.png[/img][/center] Name: Alaric Age: 15 Gender: Male Nationality: Hoenn Personality: Extremely confident and a little eccentric, Alaric finds himself making a strong impression with people regardless of whether it is good or bad. He's not afraid to give his opinion regardless of what people think about him due to his somewhat large ego. This unreal confidence, combined with some strange mannerisms such as a tendency to pull off various poses in battle or use phrases you'd expect to come from a superhero show make him stick out like a sore thumb. However, he's not exactly someone out for attention. He just doesn't feel pressure to conform and will always do what he thinks is the right course of action, regardless of how people may perceive it. Despite exhibiting what many people would consider childish behaviour, Alaric is surprisingly mature and can be quite profound when he tries. He cares about the people he's close to, and hates seeing them in a negative state as in a way, he views them as an extension of himself. He also has a strong feeling of admiration of those who've proven their strength to him, whether this is through battle or overcoming their other challenges. However, more than anything, there's no greater joy for him than competing and battling other trainers, and as a result, he finds great pride in his victories and time to reflect in his defeats, always looking to perform better and ensure his next victory. Whilst he likes to talk a little trash before a battle or make a bet here and there, he's always respectful in both victory and defeat and tries to make friends of those who gave him a tough time or beat him in hopes that he can challenge them again and have a more thorough win. [hider=Biography] Alaric's life was far from ordinary. He was born in Hoenn to a pair of wealthy fashion designers, obsessed with improving and developing their next products. Whilst they were strange, they were passionate about parenting and cared quite a large amount about their kids happiness and future. He was never discontent with the situation in his youth, as if he wanted something, he most likely received it. He was given a large amount of freedom to pursue whatever he wanted and he found his parents fairly relatable, given as they were a young couple. There was one thing he couldn't quite grasp about them however. It was their passion. Growing up, Alaric had mostly seen everything as mundane and felt as if he had to go out of his way to enjoy something. He tried copying them, developing his own taste in fashion, listening to music, studying. Nothing worked. He couldn't replicate the excitement and happiness that they held on their face no matter what he did. Needless to say, he was bored, and nothing seemed to amuse him. He had written off pokemon preemptively. Nothing about caring for pets seemed to interest him. Plus, his parents didn't have pokemon either, so he didn't consider them a possibility that would make him happy. This changed when a friend of their parents, a pokemon co-coordinator gave them an egg as a gift. Neither of them had time to care for it nor were they particularly interested, so they handed it off to their kid. Alaric, although not interested in caring for the pokemon, decided that spiting his parents good will would be unacceptable behaviour and decided to raise it. It ended up hatching into a Ralts and became his first pokemon. His perception changed slightly, and given as he had raised the egg, he felt quite attached to the newfound pokemon. They formed a strong friendship and he gave him the name Lance, a shortening of a knight of legend, hoping that he'd emulate that same bravery in his life. With this acquisition, and with his partners restless nature, Alaric felt compelled to at least give battling a go. He did plenty of research on how to battle and how to train, but he didn't exactly know where to start, and this continued for quite a while until his parents took him with them on a business trip to the Galar region. It was his first time out of Hoenn and he had to say that while he felt a little homesick, he liked being elsewhere for a change. They travelled around Galar for a month or so before heading back, but he had a fairly memorable affair in Motostoke city, where he found himself fighting his first battle. Lachlan was on his way back up to his dad’s apartment after a visit to the pond, when he passed by a store and noticed some new faces around town. Curious, he decided to get a bit closer to see what was going on. He walked through the front door of the store and started browsing shelves nearby to see if he could hear what they were saying. Inside the store, Alaric was bored. Extremely bored. He had no idea why his parents had coaxed him to come along to this trip, and he’d rather do anything than stand idly by while they negotiated business deals and production quotas for specific articles of clothing. Whilst he had an interest in fashion, he had zero interest in business or economics, which was the topic of the day it seemed, as they’d went to 3 different shops already. He decided he’d sneak out and get some fresh air. His parents were too engrossed in the conversation to notice. As he was about to walk out, he noticed someone walking in. A kid, around his age with very similar features to his. Light hair, reddish eyes though the difference in clothing was quite stark. He ended up colliding into him, though he’s not sure who was to blame given both were walking rather briskly to where they wanted to go. Lachlan was so focused on the items in the store and listening to the two people by the counter, he barely noticed the boy who had collided with him until it was too late. Startled, he jumped back and fell on his butt. “Mate! You surprised me, you must really wanna get outta here huh?” he chuckled, “Well, for knockin me on my bottom like that why don’t we have a battle!?” Grinning, Lachlan got to his feet and extended a hand to the boy, “Name’s Lachlan.” Within seconds of trying to exit, he found himself on the ground, though he’d landed rather well. Alaric was confused how the collision even happened, but alas, he didn’t feel like questioning himself or this unfortunate kid who he bumped into. He stood up first and spoke to Alaric before offering an arm up, which Alaric gladly took. “You have no idea, I feel like my brain is about to fry from listening to them for so long.” he spoke as he dusted himself off and began to address the rest of what Lachlan had said. A battle. He’d been offered one, and he did have his Pokemon on him. He let out a smug grin. This was his time to shine, and prove himself a worthy trainer. “A battle, eh? I won’t say no, but I’ll have you know that in my 14 years on this planet, I have never once lost a Pokemon battle.” he declared. Little did his opponent know that he had never once fought in a battle. “That only means it will show everyone how strong I am when I beat you.” Lachlan said confidently as Zigs poked his head out of Lachlan’s bag and over his shoulder. “My partner Zigs and I are going to be the best one day.” Lachlan patted the Zigzagoon’s head, then turned back to Alaric and gestured for him to follow as he walked out of the store, leading him to a park not far away. “Heh. A bold statement. Especially considering when I, Alaric, soon to be the greatest trainer from the Hoenn region am here. Me and my partner will show you our power!” he spoke confidently as he let out his Ralts from the pokeball he had at his waist. It seemed as exceedingly confident as his trainer. “I’ve only have need for one pokemon. I’ll allow you to use as many as you want, as I cannot lose!” he laughed as he looked at Lachlan with his arms folded, ready to battle. Zigs hopped out of Lachlan’s bag and past his head out in front of him. “It would only be fair for me to use a single pokemon too then.” Lachlan said, his confidence only slightly wavering toward the beginning. He raised one arm out in the air before him and shouted “Lets do this!” As epic as the two hyped the battle up to be, it fell flat. Both were complete novice trainers who had never fought in a Pokemon battle, and as a result, it was a messy affair. Tackles and psybeams went left and right as both Pokemon tried desperately to bring their trainers home the victory. In the end, Alaric took the victory, but not without much effort. In a way, he felt cheated out of a true victory given as his opponent had only used one of his pokemon. Lachlan knew he could have won had he used all his pokemon, but none the less he accepted his loss and promised next time they battled it would be a different outcome. Satisfied with the time he had killed Lachlan said farewell to Alaric and returned to his dad’s apartment after giving him his rotom phone number. After he got back home to Hoenn, he felt invigorated. He knew what he must do and he realised what his parents had been feeling all those years ago. He set out and decided to expand his party in preparation for the upcoming Chromis league and for his rematch against Lachlan, and didn't give himself a day of rest due to the sheer excitement that was flowing through his veins. He caught two new additions to his party in the same mountain, although on different days. He caught both through battle, and the bond they share was built through a mutual respect of strength rather than a slow attempt to befriend them. Regardless, they still came to have a strong friendship. With the two new additions to his party, a gusto in his heart and a wanderlust to find new strong trainers to battle, he set off for the Chromis league. He was a different beast to when he battled Lachlan a year ago, and he wasn't prepared to lose to anybody. [/hider] Trainer Bonus: Rival(Lachlan) Items: 5 Potions 5 Pokeballs 1 Revive [hider=Pokemon Team] [img]https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/archive/e/e1/20130409204708%21280Ralts.png[/img] Name: Lance Species: Ralts Gender: Male Ability: Trace Battle Experience: 6 Moves: - Disarming Voice - Draining Kiss - Confusion - Psybeam Extra Notes: Hatched from an egg, and Alaric's first pokemon. Is absolutely fearless. [img]https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/archive/d/d2/20130823095518%21371Bagon.png[/img] Name: Moko Species: Bagon Gender: Female Ability: Rock Head Battle Experience: 5 Moves: - Bite - Headbutt - Dragon Breath - Ember Extra Notes: Alaric's second pokemon, doesn't get along very well with Lance but is best friends with Emil. [img]https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/archive/b/bb/20130409202215%21304Aron.png[/img] Name: Emil Species: Aron Gender: Male Ability: Rock Head Battle Experience: 6 Moves: - Headbutt - Metal Claw - Rock Tomb - Protect Extra Notes: Alaric's third pokemon, doesn't get along well with Lance but is Moko's best friend. [/hider] [hider=Theme] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7pY2y3ABo_Y[/youtube] [/hider] [/hider]