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[b]Pokémon Species:[/b] Poliwrath, and don't you forget it.

[b]Name:[/b] Bromwell. Just 'Poliwrath' is perfectly fine, though.

[b]Desired Rank:[/b] Elite. I'm guessing that's the middle rank, right?

[b]Hat:[/b] A nice newsboy cap. It's got a silk lining!

[b]History:[/b] [color=steelblue]"History? Whaddya mean, 'history'? History belongs in a book. I'm a man of the moment, I am! Born to me mother and taught by me father. I ate cold scum and salt biscuit 'til I was big, and hard yakka 'til I was strong. No fancy rock in my family, not since me great-grandpa! He was the youngest of seven, see. No, we had what we had and what we had was enough. But my Ma's getting old now, and my Pa's long gone. I need to put away money so I can take care of her. And it's past time I found me a wife meself, too!"[/color]

[b]Strengths & Weaknesses:[/b] Bromwell's a good strong fellow, a fine enough swimmer*, a well-travelled ferryman, and, of course, a formidable doorman. He'll work in any weather and [b]walk off a fireball[/b] the very same day. The one thing he just doesn't believe in is special attacks.

Oh, he knows they work, all right, and he doesn't mind having a few on his side. He's just never seen the point. Hypnosis? Hydro pump? Why bother? Even ice punches are a little over his head, frankly. Oh, sure, he's still a swamp Pokemon, he can [b]splash and dive[/b] just fine, but when it comes to water blasts, you shouldn't expect him to do much more than [b]blow some bubbles[/b]. Really, the only exceptions are the moves that involve [b]chucking clods of mud[/b], because those are simple, and involve swinging his arms.

And what arms!

When it comes to wrestling, Bromwell is just capital. He's an expert in all kinds of [b]throws, tosses, grapples[/b] and [b]slaps[/b]. Bromwell considers the [b]perfectly common punch and kick[/b] to be frightfully under-appreciated. But it's not just the basics with Bromwell! He's proud to have studied [color=92278f][b]ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴ sᴛʀɪᴋɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ sᴋᴜʟʟ ᴀxᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴘ[/b][/color] from an old military Machoke, which he keeps on him in case of ghosts and spectres. Granted, he's never used [color=92278f][b]ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴ sᴛʀɪᴋɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ sᴋᴜʟʟ ᴀxᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴘ[/b][/color] outside of a dojo before, so how well he'll be able to pull off [color=92278f][b]ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴ sᴛʀɪᴋɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ sᴋᴜʟʟ ᴀxᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴘ[/b][/color] in combat is... open for debate. [color=steelblue][sub][i]"It is NOT!"[/i][/sub][/color]

[b]Greatest Fear:[/b] Overall, Bromwell's a pretty easy-going guy, and even he gets curious about what life is like on the other side, where beams and bolts are the norm. Rumour has it that he once let a Spoink scam him into trying to learn Psywave, spinning such lies as it being 'easy', 'like Seismic Toss with your brain', and 'worth every penny'. 

Even quieter rumours have it that he paid most of his nest egg for the lesson. It might not be such a sin, but he dreads ever having to explain what he considers his most stupid hour. He'd spent so long saving that dosh for his mother and future wife- How could he hide the shame!? The only thing worse would be if he were ever called upon to actually try and [i]use[/i] such a ridiculous move...

* [color=steelblue]"I said [i]fine,[/i] not [i]fast.[/i] Stop looking at me like that."[/color]
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