[i]Don't be scared. Win or lose, we'll be sure to show you a good time![/i][/center]



[b]NAME:[/b]
Sable Hayes

[b]AGE:[/b]
Twenty-Five

[b]GENDER:[/b]
Male

[b]BIRTHPLACE:[/b]
Wyndon

[b]GYM TYPE:[/b]
Ghost

[hider=APPEARANCE:]
Hair color: Cherry Red
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 188 lbs.
Skin Complexion: Ivory
Body Composition: Slightly fit
Apparel: 
Sable has never been one to care about what other's think of his style. Almost always wearing multiple layers of clothing, his shirts are often seen with some type of varying pattern or wording on them. Pants always tight and skinny, a belt hooked tightly around his waist to keep any and all undergarments from being displayed. His feet are always adorned with colorful sneakers covering his mismatched socks. 
A man of many jackets, if it begins to rain, he just pulls on the hood or bundles up with another jacket. If it's too hot, he's not afraid to shed some layers to keep himself cool. [/hider]

[b]PERSONALITY:[/b]
A man that never stops smiling, Sable has been through some of the worst things that life has to offer. Even from a young age, though, the boy never stopped smiling. Sable never wanted anyone to see him upset, or sad. He never wanted anyone to be upset for him, or become down because he was down. Early on, he changed the way he treated the world, so that the world would treat him differently back.

Sable lives by a very simple philosophy. Take every day as it comes, and live it to the best of your ability. There will be ups and downs, and sometimes life will pick you up and drop you off of the tallest cliff, but you'll make it out alright. If you just keep smiling, and hold your head up, you'll make it to the end.

[b]BIOGRAPHY:[/b]
[hider=Pre-adventure]Sable was born to a simple family in the city of Wyndon. His father was a mechanic that worked for Chairman Rose, while his mother would stay at home to take care of him. While Sable didn't know it at the time, their life was good. They were happy, and if things had continued the way that they were, then maybe Sable would have had a decent childhood. He would think that every day as he grew up. That maybe, if he could just find a way to travel back in time, things could be different for him.

Not everything can be how we want it.

Sable had just turned eight when his parents sat him down. The man that he had called father, the very same that would carry him around and play wild imaginative games with him, had grown so weak lately. Coughing as if he had no more air left in his lungs, hair falling off in clumps, it was hard for even a young child such as Sable to miss the signs of the decaying body. Cancer, they told him. Death, they said. Sable didn't understand; how could he, being only eight years old at the time. 

It wasn’t much longer before they were standing in a cemetery, the casket holding the body of the man Sable called father slowly being lowered into the ground. All he truly remembered from that day was holding his mother’s hand as she collapsed onto the ground, agonizing cries shaking him to his very core.

The boy never stopped smiling after that. At first, he smiled to try to make his mother happy. A smile was like a ray of sunshine, she told him long ago. A smile would brighten the day of anyone around them, she said. She lied. His smile never made her happy. His smile was never reflected back at him on her face. No. She was lost to her grief, almost entirely forgetting him when they were alone in the house. 

Sable found the only thing to truly bring his mother peace was visiting the grave. 

Visiting his father was a long and boring ordeal. Spending a few minutes speaking with the tombstone, it wouldn’t take Sable long to get bored of talking to the air, almost immediately wanting to go home. His mother, however, would want to stay for hours. Whispering softly to the carved rock, all but having forgotten her son was even there, she found her solace in the time spent there. Sable was happy to give it to her.

Letting his mother have her time was all Sable could really do, and the boy found that the graveyard was full of many interesting things. Wandering regularly, it wouldn’t be long before the boy ran into the first true friend he would ever make. 
Ghost Pokémon were a part of nightmarish tales. Stories told to children to keep them behaving, to warn them about wandering too far away from their guardians. They would steal you from your beds, suck your souls out of your bodies, do whatever they could to torment you for eternity. Sable didn’t see that, though. No, what Sable saw were two giant blue and yellow eyes staring back at him. He saw a smile stretched out onto a small Pokémon, barely any larger than he was. What he saw was...cute.

The smile that Sable gave the Shuppet in front of him was the first real one he had given in a long time.

“Wanna be friends?”

That question would be posed over and over again to a wide range of Ghost pokemon. His first introduction into the world of pokemon, that lone Shuppet in the graveyard where his father rested, set his path for life.

Eventually, Sable’s mother fell into a deeper and deeper depression. Never truly getting over the death of her husband, Sable was in over his head trying to take care of her, and she was soon admitted to a psychiatric hospital for her own well being.[/hider]

[hider=The Start of Everything]The shuppet that was first met in the graveyard was by Sable’s side when he began his journey to become a Pokémon master. Two years had passed since that fateful day, and many more would follow as the two grew their ranks. Taking in the sights and the stories of the world around him, Sable decided on one thing very early on in his career as a Pokémon trainer.

Ghost Pokémon needed love and kindness as much as all of the other Pokémon in the world.

There was such a stigma to them, he found. Fear surrounded them, the stories of their hauntings and whisking away of children stretching across the globe, fogging the minds of the people in the world. As he grew older, and came into contact with more stories, Sable set out to prove them all wrong. Taking the plunge, he ignored the Gym challenge to travel away from Galar, setting his sights on every area he could find that would hold a story to prove wrong. 

It wasn’t until years later that Sable finally returned to the Galar region. Returning with a renewed sense of duty, Sable found that the only thing he truly wanted to do was spread the ideas he had come up with. That Ghost Pokémon were truly loyal creatures, that they weren’t anything to be afraid of. They were just like all of the rest. They deserved to be loved, and not forgotten.

Training hard, Sable put all of his energy into becoming the best that he could. Ending up in Motostoke, the now young man was given the opportunity of a lifetime. The previous gym leader decided enough was enough, and Sable was able to take his place, and let his ghost Pokémon shine. 

Finally, maybe he would be able to stop the stigma that revolved around the Pokémon that he valued as his truest friends. [/hider]

[b]TEAM:[/b]
Pandora (Banette) - Sable's very first companion. Never losing that inquisitive nature, Pandora is the one who is almost always dragging Sable into things. She's always on the move and raring to go.
Maestro (Cursola) - The shyest of the bunch, Maestro definitely prefers not to be used in battle, and is a last resort in most cases for Sable. 
Seven (Gengar) - A trickster through and through, Seven has a wild streak for pulling pranks on people. Never trying to intentionally harm anyone, he doesn't pull punches when it comes to scares, and Sable has to scold him quiet often to be nicer to the Gym Challengers that pass through their doors. 
Virona (Trevenant) - The ever watchful eye, Virona is the strong silent type. Probably the one that Sable worries the least about, trusting her the most.
Cassiel (Misdreavus) - The newest to the group, this Misdreavus has a lot to prove to his new family. Often following Seven around, Sable worries he'll learn bad habits.

[b]RELATIONSHIPS:[/b]
Sable is a friendly guy, and that shows with his relations with his fellow gym leaders. Some might find him a bit more annoying than the rest, but his own opinion of them is high.