~Name: Mike Rampart
~Age: 14
~Gender: Male
~Parent: Norman
~Looks: Tall and skinny, but not lanky and is stronger than he looks; he has slightly-tanned peach skin with short, dark brown hair, and deep green eyes; wears slightly baggy blue jeans, with a black shirt that has a thick red stripe around just under the arms, as well as red and white Running Shoes, a pure black cap, and black-framed sunglasses
~Personality: Very outgoing and fun to be around, tends to get along better with girls than guys; is not good at leading, but is glad to make suggestions
~Items: Ultra Balls (4), Super Potions (6), Mach Bike, PokéBlock Case, whatever is picked up
~Starter Pokémon: Torchic
~Beginning team:
•Torchic (Fireguy — M) [Ember]
•Ralts (Ralts — F) [Confusion]
•Zigzagoon (Zigzagoon — M) [Headbutt]
•Sableye (Yamirami — M) [Astonish]
•Kecleon (Keccy — F) [Faint Attack]
•Pichu (Sparky — F) [Thundershock]
~Ending Team:
•Blaziken (Fireguy — M) [Blaze Kick]
•Gardevoir (Gardevoir — F) [Psychic]
•Linoone (Line — M) [Slash]
•Sableye (Yamirami — M) [Shadow Ball]
•Kecleon (Keccy — F) [Ancientpower]
•Raichu (Sparky — F) [Thunderbolt]
~Other: All your Other are belong to us
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Mike Rampart
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*Beedeebeedeep! Beedeebeedeep!*
"Ugh…stupid alarm clock," I said, quickly (but nicely ) turning it off. "Why the heck did I set it so early?" I started getting up anyway. "I don't have to be any—" I stopped, remembering what today was.
"Ack! Don't wanna be late for my meeting with Prof. Birch!" I quickly got dressed, finishing by strapping on my red and white Running Shoes and fitting my black cap on my head. I grabbed my red bag on the way out of my room, snatching a quick breakfast from the pantry before running down the road to Prof. Birch's house.
'I hope I'm not late!' I thought as I ran up to his door and rang the doorbell.
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feh…short…out of ideas…