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Description
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Name: Flynt Wayland
Childhood nickname: Toothpick

Pokemon: Sudowoodo
Birthday: October 10th
Sign: Libra
Age: 25
Level: 42
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Demisexual

Ability: Rockhead

Faction: None (He can't really seem to make up his mind or bring himself to take any one of the big three all too seriously but that doesn't mean he's not willing to just observe the factions from the back seat to learn more. He's open to persuasion.)

Family:
Mother: Sudowoodo (whereabouts unknown)
Father: Golem (Terminus Cave)

Siblings:
One older half brother (Onix)
Two younger half sisters (Roggenrolas)

Pokemon Stats
Moves:
Double Edge
Rock slide
Mimic
Low kick

Battle Stats:
Attack:
Defense:
Speed:
Sp. Attack:
Sp. Defense:

PokeHuman Stats
Occupation: Part time waiter at the Laverre City cafe. On his days off he's also a street performer. His preferred instrument to play is a kalimba ( The thumb piano ) and at the moment, he's saving up money to learn how to play a new instrument. The sitar is a possibility.

Town of Residence: Laverre City

Appearance: He stands about five feet and ten inches tall. Not too short but not too tall. He weighs one hundred and thirty-seven pounds, a little underweight for his height class. His eyes are green and his hair is brown. His skin pigment is very dark and his outward appearances may suggest to others that he is African American. Much like his pokemon form, he has a strong, lean, muscular form. On both of his hands he wears two pale green gloves and on both wrists he wears two bracelets. It helps him adjust a little better to the missing spheres he once had to support in his pokemon form.
At this time his hair style closely resembles dreadlocks and he plans to keep his hair growing. He's partial to long, baggy jeans and shirts with colorful patterns. His shirt also has an emergency hoodie that he pulls up in the event of unexpected drizzle or a rain dance being used. The outfit he usually wears consists of a pair of dark, baggy jeans, a blue headband with yellow and green ovals, a long orange and brown shirt with a colorful pattern on the edge and violet tassels. He also wears meditation beads and has become a fan of flip flops and sneaker shoes. He also owns a number of raincoats and rain ponchos.

Height: 5'10

Personals
Personality:
Positives: Easy going | Patient | Charming | Social | Generous | Good-humored | Intuitive |Open-minded
Negatives: Gossipy | Indecisive, sometimes | Insecure | Underachiever | Complacent | Detached | Dodgy | Hedonistic

To start, he doesn't really have high aspirations or set expectations to how his life will turn out. He doesn't really think about things like, 'where will I be five years from now' or 'who will inherit my assets if I were to just pass on unexpectedly'. It's just not really pleasant to think about so instead he chooses to just focus on whatever is happening in the now. He's a fun seeker and enjoys pursuits that promise a good, fun time. He's not irresponsible. He does have a full understanding that a majority of human society has to work for a living so they can have the essentials and a certain lifestyle of comfort. However, he's never had a full-time job and isn't interested in working hard. It's just no fun to work all the time so in a sense he chooses to wallow in his low expectations when he is capable of moving up to better job positions such as assistant manager or supervisor. He's content to live a minimalist lifestyle and it doesn't really bother him that he doesn't own a whole lot of material possessions or a large bank account. The concept of currency is still relatively a strange concept to him but he just rolls with it. Humans have to work, and earn money so therefore, to help himself blend in, Flynt got himself a job. Being a waiter isn't too terribly complicated. It's a little tiring but it's relatively simple work.

He is a little lazy but when it comes to his apartment he does take care to at least keep it neat and tidy since he never knows when he has guests coming or staying over. He loves to meet people, and talk to people. It doesn't matter if they're from Frou, or Ursa or Kabu. He'll typically trust people until given a reason to not trust them. He does feel good when he's around other people but sometimes he does gossip about others. This has lost him approval points in the past so he's trying to be more aware of this habit.

He enjoys listening to people talk about themselves or talk about other people but when it comes time to talk about himself, he tends to shy away from the topic. He doesn't really like to talk about himself. One, there's just things in his past he'd rather stay buried in his emotional subconscious. Two, talking about himself makes him feel vulnerable and he's scared of what people will think if he's showing a less than stellar side of himself. He smiles a lot and likes to put on shows of confidence to hide up underlying insecurities and feelings of inadequacy. He doesn't like to create tension or conflict with people. As a result, at times he can be a bit of a people pleaser. When he feels anxious or sad, he just detaches himself emotionally for a little while.

History: It all starts with Flynt's mother, a female sudowoodo, raised by a kindly, older rock type pokemon enthusiast and coordinator. He purchased her when she was still just an egg from a local breeder and also hatched and raised her with the intention to showcase her in pokemon contests and various other battles. He doted on and loved that sudowoodo as he did with all his other rock type pokemon. Flynt's mother had a very comfortable life with the human gentleman in Couriway Town. When the time came she was introduced to a golem. From that union came Flynt. He was allowed to stay with his mother up until the point he didn't need to be bottle fed anymore. After that, things started to change.

The man would have loved to have kept Flynt and his mother together but at the same time he had a grandson whose birthday was also coming up. The boy had asked he be given a pokemon for a present, feeling that he was ready for one. So, sure enough, he had Flynt sent out to his son and daughter-in-law living all the way in Lumiose city. Before the trip, Flynt didn't understand why he had to go away. He didn't really want to leave his mom, what young child would want to be separated from their mother, and this made this even harder on his mother who was uncomfortable with this but trusted her human so much that she believed wherever her child was going it would be a good place with kind people just like her trainer and friend.

The trip to Lumiose City is a blur to Flynt. What he can remember was being carried into a large, very lovely house. He remembered feeling overwhelmed, uncomfortable being in the arms of a human he'd never met. He was placed into a box with air holes and then told not to make a sound. It was dark. He felt nervous, uncertain and outside of the box there were sounds of people singing a weird song. The words 'happy birthday' being sang over and over until the singing stopped. He was confused until finally, the box was jostled and then the lid was removed. The light disoriented the young bonsly immediately but once his eyes adjusted, he saw a face of a disgruntled little boy staring right at him. The little one was not happy to see Flynt and he had no idea why. Apparently the little boy had requested for his first pokemon to be a tepig. He was quick to loudly express his disappointment, even going so far to call little Flynt "the dumbest looking pokemon he'd ever seen". Of course the harshness of the boy's words upset and scared the bonsly into crying. A little girl, who had been watching her brother open his present, took the bonsly into her arms and said this, "well..I think he's cute!". The boy's parents berated him for such an ungrateful outburst and told him to stop with his nonsense. In short, the little boy was stuck with Flynt and Flynt was stuck with this mean, little boy.

The little boy showed very little interest in Flynt. When his parents or sister weren't looking he'd take any chance to remind Flynt just how stupid looking he was or how useless he was. When asked what he wanted to name Flynt, he replied sarcastically, "paperweight" and every time the boy was hurtful towards him, he would start to cry. Eventually his cries went ignored. Everyone knew that bonsly had the move fake tears to get rid of moisture in their little bodies. His mother was wrong and Flynt was quite miserable living with his Lumiose family. The only one that gave him any comfort was the little girl. She'd give him a hug whenever he started to cry from sadness and she was the only one who could tell the difference as she was also a victim of her brother's mean personality. To make things worse, the boy also got his jollies chasing after the bonsly with a water squirter. It was a known fact that sudowoodos and bonsly cannot stand water, even less being squirted with it.

That was the last straw for the bonsly. He ran off and kept running until he was out of the city and right into route fourteen. It was dark, and frightening. Exhausted and scared, Flynt stopped for a breather and realized he was completely lost. He started to move again as soon as he got his breather but because he had no idea of the layout of the area, he ended up tripping and rolling right into the swamp. Panicked, and unable to swim at all, he started to sink like the small rock he was to the bottom. He screamed and kicked his feet to keep his face above the water for as long as he could but his legs would soon start to get tired. He started to sink again and after that everything just went dark for a while. He would have thought he had died if he hadn't woken up sometime later staring into the face of a concerned blissey and a pokemon center nurse. It turns out a trainer nearby heard his terrified screams and sent in one of their water type pokemon to rescue him. They performed CPR and rushed him to the pokemon center back in Lumiose City.

After that incident, well, they didn't feel comfortable sending Flynt back to live with the little boy. Especially after they found out why the bonsly had ran off all the way to route fourteeen all by himself. The boy was scolded for his reckless behavior but that's all that happened. It made Flynt feel very numb and very sad. At that moment he just wanted to go back home, back to Couriway Town to his mother. The best news that Flynt heard after that traumatic week, was that they would send him back to the nice old man and more importantly back to his mother.

Unfortunately, what they weren't aware of was the fact that the old man had moved out of Couriway town. The rumor was he had fallen ill and wanted to take one last trip with his beloved sudowoodo before he also released her back into the wild. No one else has heard from him since and to this day the whereabouts of Flynt's mother are a mystery. Flynt was placed into a foster care system for a little bit of time until he was big and strong enough to last on his own. They trained him, cared for him, comforted him when he was depressed and eventually when he was strong enough to learn how to mimic others he finally evolved into a sudowoodo.

Of course, he was still bitter and sad that almost drowning only earned that boy a slap on the wrist and he was bitter towards the family that boy came from and also at the old man that sent him away from his mother. He needed someone to blame and someone to be angry at. It took the words of kindly, older, mama kangaskhan to make him remember that not everyone from that family had dismissed his homesickness and distress. He was reminded of that little girl that would hug him to make him feel better and play with him when he felt lonely. He felt his bitterness start to recede little by little, and also remembered the pokemon trainer that saved him from drowning. Not all humans were awful.

When he learned this lesson, the kangaskhan felt comfortable letting him in on a little secret. The secret came in a form of a device called a Dittech. She made sure there were no humans around before letting him try it on. To his great shock, the device gave him the full appearance of an adult human being. He asked why would she give this to him. It made no sense to him.

The old pokemon just waved him off dismissively, saying that she had a good run with the device but she is old now and that chapter of her life was coming to a close. It would have been a shame to let just a wonderful device go to waste. She urged him to use it to start a new chapter in his life. She gave him a box with a little bit of money she had collected during her time as a human. She didn't need it anymore. She explained currency to him and how he could use it to buy food and even shelter. Her advice for Flynt was to quickly get something humans called a job and as soon as possible. The rest would fall into place after that.

She made it sound like it was so easy but the first couple of months on his own were difficult. Humans had very different customs and mannerisms from pokemon that much was for certain. He also didn't know to read or write. These things had to taught to him before he could attempt to join human society and blend in with everyone else. Eventually he did manage to find his to Laverre Town and got himself a job as a part time waiter at the town's cafe. He discovered he loved talking to people and also quickly discovered there were others like him wearing dittech devices. They were known as PokeHumans. After he landed himself a job and a steady pay check was coming in, he was able to afford his own little apartment and he took up kalimba lessons from a traveler.

Currently he still lives in Laverre Town and he owns his own personal kalimba used for days when he does street performances for a little extra income.

Relationships: N/A

Extras:
- Back when he was living in Lumiose City and the kids couldn't make up their mind what to name the Bonsly, the little girl stuck a toothpick into his mouth, mainly for giggles, and the nickname just stuck regardless if it made sense of not. He does like to chew on toothpicks. It might be a bored habit he developed during the slow working hours at the cafe.
- He wears his Dittech device on his wrist, over his gloves. It just looks like a decorative bracelet to the untrained eye.
- He owns his own personal flood kit out of worry he'll need it in case it rains so much that Laverre town becomes flooded.
- Thanks to the incident that happened to him as a bonsly, Flynt does have a case of aquaphobia. The rain scares him and on top of that he's scared of large bodies of water. It may not even be so much the water itself but really the fear that mainly revolves around drowning again.
- He's not scared to bathe himself. Humans do need to wash up but a bathe or a shower longer than twelve minutes is typically out of the question.
- He won't go outside if it's raining and just the smell or sound of rain gives him very bad anxiety.
- He doesn't talk about his phobias at all out of concern he'll ridiculed for it but it is a big hindrance on his life.
- He's not good at staying mad. It's too much energy to hold in a bad grudge so he really doesn't think about the Lumiose Family anymore.
- He'll still avoid route fourteen if he can help it. Trying to cross it to get to Lumiose City gives him anxiety so he'll often opt to go the longer way around.

User Info
Time Zone: -- United states, Pacific. (UTC/GMT: -8 hours)
Chat Availability: I'm pretty flexible and I'm often around, a lot, but I'd say a lot of my rping happens most during the evenings.
Roleplay Mediums: I like, and I prefer, chat rooms or skype, I don't have anything against notes. It's just I've tried it on and off and note rp experiences haven't worked out too great or I forget to reply.

Role-Play Example:
Flynt was feeling nervous. What if it rained before that? The weather cast didn't get it right one hundred percent of the time. He started to pace around his apartment holding his chin in concerned thought. Gradually he would work himself into anxiety and become more upset at the thought of getting caught in the rain while walking to work or walking back or worse, during working hours. "mh..." He could call it in and just not show up to work? "Yeah..." he said, nodding and going over to the phone to call in sick. His hand paused about mid-reach. What if they needed him? What if they were getting suspicious or catching on? This wasn't the first time Flynt had called in sick when he was afraid of being caught in rainy weather. He walked around with the phone in his hand. To work..or not to work. He can't get paid if he doesn't work but on the other hand...ah..the burdens of being responsible.

Ultimately he left this decision up the unbiased ruling of a coin flip. He flipped a coin into the air with his thumb and let the coin hit the ground. Heads, he goes to work. Tails, he stays home and goes back to sleep. Hopefully if it landed on tails, he'd be able to sleep through any possibility of rain. The smell of rain was just enough to make him feel uncomfortable so was it so wrong of him to want the coin to land on tails? It landed on heads. So the universe spoke. He exhaled, wearing a grimace on his face. "...okay.." he went into his closet for a rain poncho and an umbrella to stuff into his duffel pack. It's not supposed to rain until later...right? "I'll be fine.." he said, more to assure himself than anything else. He took a deep breath and tried to resume the rest of his routine just like it were any other day. It didn't. He was distracted and ended up burning his breakfast.

Before he entered the cafe, however, he pushed those anxious thoughts in the backseat and put on a smile. It was just part of the routine and no one else really suspected a thing. He wasn't the weirdo that was stressed out over a little rain when he got to work. He was Flynt, friendly and charismatic! It was still early so his job right now was to get the coffee made. The first early bird customer comes in, takes a seat and waits. This was one of the regular customers so Flynt already knew what they liked. A cup of coffee to start, no cream or sugar. He takes the coffee over to his customer with a smile, in his mind pretending that this man and every other customer that walks into the cafe is someone Flynt really likes and wants to hang out with.

Unfortunately, he didn't seem to notice another customer hovering nearby to ask him a question about the menu until he made a sharp turn and bumped into them with hot coffee in hand spilling. "...I am...so sorry...are you okay?" he asked, wearing a small cringe. He didn't care much that some of the coffee got on his uniform. He knew tricks to get the stains out but an unhappy customer meant a displeased manager which in turn makes Flynt pouty inside.

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If you're wondering, nooooo, I didn't just poof this in a day or overnight. It was something I worked on little by little after I came across this group and saw they were opening this month. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I would have time to make an application and still make it before the timer ran out. I also figured that it wouldn't hurt to just make an application anyways and if I missed the deadline, to just apply for the next opening.

I think I went overboard with the history, aha. It was hard to stop after getting over that creativity speed bump. I just hope it's okay. If not, I don't have any problem revising or adding or editing some things around.

I also hope that the art is okay. I kind of wrestled with his design for a while there but I think I feel content with how this came out overall.

Description
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Name: Flynt Wayland
Childhood nickname: Toothpick

Pokemon: Sudowoodo
Birthday: October 10th
Sign: Libra
Age: 25
Level: 42
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Demisexual

Ability: Rockhead

Faction: None (He can't really seem to make up his mind or bring himself to take any one of the big three all too seriously but that doesn't mean he's not willing to just observe the factions from the back seat to learn more. He's open to persuasion.)

Family:
Mother: Sudowoodo (whereabouts unknown)
Father: Golem (Terminus Cave)

Siblings:
One older half brother (Onix)
Two younger half sisters (Roggenrolas)

Pokemon Stats
Moves:
Double Edge
Rock slide
Mimic
Low kick

Battle Stats:
Attack:
Defense:
Speed:
Sp. Attack:
Sp. Defense:

PokeHuman Stats
Occupation: Part time waiter at the Laverre City cafe. On his days off he's also a street performer. His preferred instrument to play is a kalimba ( The thumb piano ) and at the moment, he's saving up money to learn how to play a new instrument. The sitar is a possibility.

Town of Residence: Laverre City

Appearance: He stands about five feet and ten inches tall. Not too short but not too tall. He weighs one hundred and thirty-seven pounds, a little underweight for his height class. His eyes are green and his hair is brown. His skin pigment is very dark and his outward appearances may suggest to others that he is African American. Much like his pokemon form, he has a strong, lean, muscular form. On both of his hands he wears two pale green gloves and on both wrists he wears two bracelets. It helps him adjust a little better to the missing spheres he once had to support in his pokemon form.
At this time his hair style closely resembles dreadlocks and he plans to keep his hair growing. He's partial to long, baggy jeans and shirts with colorful patterns. His shirt also has an emergency hoodie that he pulls up in the event of unexpected drizzle or a rain dance being used. The outfit he usually wears consists of a pair of dark, baggy jeans, a blue headband with yellow and green ovals, a long orange and brown shirt with a colorful pattern on the edge and violet tassels. He also wears meditation beads and has become a fan of flip flops and sneaker shoes. He also owns a number of raincoats and rain ponchos.

Height: 5'10

Personals
Personality:
Positives: Easy going | Patient | Charming | Social | Generous | Good-humored | Intuitive |Open-minded
Negatives: Gossipy | Indecisive, sometimes | Insecure | Underachiever | Complacent | Detached | Dodgy | Hedonistic

To start, he doesn't really have high aspirations or set expectations to how his life will turn out. He doesn't really think about things like, 'where will I be five years from now' or 'who will inherit my assets if I were to just pass on unexpectedly'. It's just not really pleasant to think about so instead he chooses to just focus on whatever is happening in the now. He's a fun seeker and enjoys pursuits that promise a good, fun time. He's not irresponsible. He does have a full understanding that a majority of human society has to work for a living so they can have the essentials and a certain lifestyle of comfort. However, he's never had a full-time job and isn't interested in working hard. It's just no fun to work all the time so in a sense he chooses to wallow in his low expectations when he is capable of moving up to better job positions such as assistant manager or supervisor. He's content to live a minimalist lifestyle and it doesn't really bother him that he doesn't own a whole lot of material possessions or a large bank account. The concept of currency is still relatively a strange concept to him but he just rolls with it. Humans have to work, and earn money so therefore, to help himself blend in, Flynt got himself a job. Being a waiter isn't too terribly complicated. It's a little tiring but it's relatively simple work.

He is a little lazy but when it comes to his apartment he does take care to at least keep it neat and tidy since he never knows when he has guests coming or staying over. He loves to meet people, and talk to people. It doesn't matter if they're from Frou, or Ursa or Kabu. He'll typically trust people until given a reason to not trust them. He does feel good when he's around other people but sometimes he does gossip about others. This has lost him approval points in the past so he's trying to be more aware of this habit.

He enjoys listening to people talk about themselves or talk about other people but when it comes time to talk about himself, he tends to shy away from the topic. He doesn't really like to talk about himself. One, there's just things in his past he'd rather stay buried in his emotional subconscious. Two, talking about himself makes him feel vulnerable and he's scared of what people will think if he's showing a less than stellar side of himself. He smiles a lot and likes to put on shows of confidence to hide up underlying insecurities and feelings of inadequacy. He doesn't like to create tension or conflict with people. As a result, at times he can be a bit of a people pleaser. When he feels anxious or sad, he just detaches himself emotionally for a little while.

History: It all starts with Flynt's mother, a female sudowoodo, raised by a kindly, older rock type pokemon enthusiast and coordinator. He purchased her when she was still just an egg from a local breeder and also hatched and raised her with the intention to showcase her in pokemon contests and various other battles. He doted on and loved that sudowoodo as he did with all his other rock type pokemon. Flynt's mother had a very comfortable life with the human gentleman in Couriway Town. When the time came she was introduced to a golem. From that union came Flynt. He was allowed to stay with his mother up until the point he didn't need to be bottle fed anymore. After that, things started to change.

The man would have loved to have kept Flynt and his mother together but at the same time he had a grandson whose birthday was also coming up. The boy had asked he be given a pokemon for a present, feeling that he was ready for one. So, sure enough, he had Flynt sent out to his son and daughter-in-law living all the way in Lumiose city. Before the trip, Flynt didn't understand why he had to go away. He didn't really want to leave his mom, what young child would want to be separated from their mother, and this made this even harder on his mother who was uncomfortable with this but trusted her human so much that she believed wherever her child was going it would be a good place with kind people just like her trainer and friend.

The trip to Lumiose City is a blur to Flynt. What he can remember was being carried into a large, very lovely house. He remembered feeling overwhelmed, uncomfortable being in the arms of a human he'd never met. He was placed into a box with air holes and then told not to make a sound. It was dark. He felt nervous, uncertain and outside of the box there were sounds of people singing a weird song. The words 'happy birthday' being sang over and over until the singing stopped. He was confused until finally, the box was jostled and then the lid was removed. The light disoriented the young bonsly immediately but once his eyes adjusted, he saw a face of a disgruntled little boy staring right at him. The little one was not happy to see Flynt and he had no idea why. Apparently the little boy had requested for his first pokemon to be a tepig. He was quick to loudly express his disappointment, even going so far to call little Flynt "the dumbest looking pokemon he'd ever seen". Of course the harshness of the boy's words upset and scared the bonsly into crying. A little girl, who had been watching her brother open his present, took the bonsly into her arms and said this, "well..I think he's cute!". The boy's parents berated him for such an ungrateful outburst and told him to stop with his nonsense. In short, the little boy was stuck with Flynt and Flynt was stuck with this mean, little boy.

The little boy showed very little interest in Flynt. When his parents or sister weren't looking he'd take any chance to remind Flynt just how stupid looking he was or how useless he was. When asked what he wanted to name Flynt, he replied sarcastically, "paperweight" and every time the boy was hurtful towards him, he would start to cry. Eventually his cries went ignored. Everyone knew that bonsly had the move fake tears to get rid of moisture in their little bodies. His mother was wrong and Flynt was quite miserable living with his Lumiose family. The only one that gave him any comfort was the little girl. She'd give him a hug whenever he started to cry from sadness and she was the only one who could tell the difference as she was also a victim of her brother's mean personality. To make things worse, the boy also got his jollies chasing after the bonsly with a water squirter. It was a known fact that sudowoodos and bonsly cannot stand water, even less being squirted with it.

That was the last straw for the bonsly. He ran off and kept running until he was out of the city and right into route fourteen. It was dark, and frightening. Exhausted and scared, Flynt stopped for a breather and realized he was completely lost. He started to move again as soon as he got his breather but because he had no idea of the layout of the area, he ended up tripping and rolling right into the swamp. Panicked, and unable to swim at all, he started to sink like the small rock he was to the bottom. He screamed and kicked his feet to keep his face above the water for as long as he could but his legs would soon start to get tired. He started to sink again and after that everything just went dark for a while. He would have thought he had died if he hadn't woken up sometime later staring into the face of a concerned blissey and a pokemon center nurse. It turns out a trainer nearby heard his terrified screams and sent in one of their water type pokemon to rescue him. They performed CPR and rushed him to the pokemon center back in Lumiose City.

After that incident, well, they didn't feel comfortable sending Flynt back to live with the little boy. Especially after they found out why the bonsly had ran off all the way to route fourteeen all by himself. The boy was scolded for his reckless behavior but that's all that happened. It made Flynt feel very numb and very sad. At that moment he just wanted to go back home, back to Couriway Town to his mother. The best news that Flynt heard after that traumatic week, was that they would send him back to the nice old man and more importantly back to his mother.

Unfortunately, what they weren't aware of was the fact that the old man had moved out of Couriway town. The rumor was he had fallen ill and wanted to take one last trip with his beloved sudowoodo before he also released her back into the wild. No one else has heard from him since and to this day the whereabouts of Flynt's mother are a mystery. Flynt was placed into a foster care system for a little bit of time until he was big and strong enough to last on his own. They trained him, cared for him, comforted him when he was depressed and eventually when he was strong enough to learn how to mimic others he finally evolved into a sudowoodo.

Of course, he was still bitter and sad that almost drowning only earned that boy a slap on the wrist and he was bitter towards the family that boy came from and also at the old man that sent him away from his mother. He needed someone to blame and someone to be angry at. It took the words of kindly, older, mama kangaskhan to make him remember that not everyone from that family had dismissed his homesickness and distress. He was reminded of that little girl that would hug him to make him feel better and play with him when he felt lonely. He felt his bitterness start to recede little by little, and also remembered the pokemon trainer that saved him from drowning. Not all humans were awful.

When he learned this lesson, the kangaskhan felt comfortable letting him in on a little secret. The secret came in a form of a device called a Dittech. She made sure there were no humans around before letting him try it on. To his great shock, the device gave him the full appearance of an adult human being. He asked why would she give this to him. It made no sense to him.

The old pokemon just waved him off dismissively, saying that she had a good run with the device but she is old now and that chapter of her life was coming to a close. It would have been a shame to let just a wonderful device go to waste. She urged him to use it to start a new chapter in his life. She gave him a box with a little bit of money she had collected during her time as a human. She didn't need it anymore. She explained currency to him and how he could use it to buy food and even shelter. Her advice for Flynt was to quickly get something humans called a job and as soon as possible. The rest would fall into place after that.

She made it sound like it was so easy but the first couple of months on his own were difficult. Humans had very different customs and mannerisms from pokemon that much was for certain. He also didn't know to read or write. These things had to taught to him before he could attempt to join human society and blend in with everyone else. Eventually he did manage to find his to Laverre Town and got himself a job as a part time waiter at the town's cafe. He discovered he loved talking to people and also quickly discovered there were others like him wearing dittech devices. They were known as PokeHumans. After he landed himself a job and a steady pay check was coming in, he was able to afford his own little apartment and he took up kalimba lessons from a traveler.

Currently he still lives in Laverre Town and he owns his own personal kalimba used for days when he does street performances for a little extra income.

Relationships: N/A

Extras:
- Back when he was living in Lumiose City and the kids couldn't make up their mind what to name the Bonsly, the little girl stuck a toothpick into his mouth, mainly for giggles, and the nickname just stuck regardless if it made sense of not. He does like to chew on toothpicks. It might be a bored habit he developed during the slow working hours at the cafe.
- He wears his Dittech device on his wrist, over his gloves. It just looks like a decorative bracelet to the untrained eye.
- He owns his own personal flood kit out of worry he'll need it in case it rains so much that Laverre town becomes flooded.
- Thanks to the incident that happened to him as a bonsly, Flynt does have a case of aquaphobia. The rain scares him and on top of that he's scared of large bodies of water. It may not even be so much the water itself but really the fear that mainly revolves around drowning again.
- He's not scared to bathe himself. Humans do need to wash up but a bathe or a shower longer than twelve minutes is typically out of the question.
- He won't go outside if it's raining and just the smell or sound of rain gives him very bad anxiety.
- He doesn't talk about his phobias at all out of concern he'll ridiculed for it but it is a big hindrance on his life.
- He's not good at staying mad. It's too much energy to hold in a bad grudge so he really doesn't think about the Lumiose Family anymore.
- He'll still avoid route fourteen if he can help it. Trying to cross it to get to Lumiose City gives him anxiety so he'll often opt to go the longer way around.

User Info
Time Zone: -- United states, Pacific. (UTC/GMT: -8 hours)
Chat Availability: I'm pretty flexible and I'm often around, a lot, but I'd say a lot of my rping happens most during the evenings.
Roleplay Mediums: I like, and I prefer, chat rooms or skype, I don't have anything against notes. It's just I've tried it on and off and note rp experiences haven't worked out too great or I forget to reply.

Role-Play Example:
Flynt was feeling nervous. What if it rained before that? The weather cast didn't get it right one hundred percent of the time. He started to pace around his apartment holding his chin in concerned thought. Gradually he would work himself into anxiety and become more upset at the thought of getting caught in the rain while walking to work or walking back or worse, during working hours. "mh..." He could call it in and just not show up to work? "Yeah..." he said, nodding and going over to the phone to call in sick. His hand paused about mid-reach. What if they needed him? What if they were getting suspicious or catching on? This wasn't the first time Flynt had called in sick when he was afraid of being caught in rainy weather. He walked around with the phone in his hand. To work..or not to work. He can't get paid if he doesn't work but on the other hand...ah..the burdens of being responsible.

Ultimately he left this decision up the unbiased ruling of a coin flip. He flipped a coin into the air with his thumb and let the coin hit the ground. Heads, he goes to work. Tails, he stays home and goes back to sleep. Hopefully if it landed on tails, he'd be able to sleep through any possibility of rain. The smell of rain was just enough to make him feel uncomfortable so was it so wrong of him to want the coin to land on tails? It landed on heads. So the universe spoke. He exhaled, wearing a grimace on his face. "...okay.." he went into his closet for a rain poncho and an umbrella to stuff into his duffel pack. It's not supposed to rain until later...right? "I'll be fine.." he said, more to assure himself than anything else. He took a deep breath and tried to resume the rest of his routine just like it were any other day. It didn't. He was distracted and ended up burning his breakfast.

Before he entered the cafe, however, he pushed those anxious thoughts in the backseat and put on a smile. It was just part of the routine and no one else really suspected a thing. He wasn't the weirdo that was stressed out over a little rain when he got to work. He was Flynt, friendly and charismatic! It was still early so his job right now was to get the coffee made. The first early bird customer comes in, takes a seat and waits. This was one of the regular customers so Flynt already knew what they liked. A cup of coffee to start, no cream or sugar. He takes the coffee over to his customer with a smile, in his mind pretending that this man and every other customer that walks into the cafe is someone Flynt really likes and wants to hang out with.

Unfortunately, he didn't seem to notice another customer hovering nearby to ask him a question about the menu until he made a sharp turn and bumped into them with hot coffee in hand spilling. "...I am...so sorry...are you okay?" he asked, wearing a small cringe. He didn't care much that some of the coffee got on his uniform. He knew tricks to get the stains out but an unhappy customer meant a displeased manager which in turn makes Flynt pouty inside.

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If you're wondering, nooooo, I didn't just poof this in a day or overnight. It was something I worked on little by little after I came across this group and saw they were opening this month. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I would have time to make an application and still make it before the timer ran out. I also figured that it wouldn't hurt to just make an application anyways and if I missed the deadline, to just apply for the next opening.

I think I went overboard with the history, aha. It was hard to stop after getting over that creativity speed bump. I just hope it's okay. If not, I don't have any problem revising or adding or editing some things around.

I also hope that the art is okay. I kind of wrestled with his design for a while there but I think I feel content with how this came out overall.