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Description
COMPLETELY revised.

Name: Ciel Lethe
Age: 16
Height/Weight: 5’7’’/ 113 lb.
Hometown/Region: Lavender Town/ Kanto (but, fighting for Johto)
Military Faction: Navy
Extra Items: recruitment card from Kanto, personalized radio, gloves w/ a hanging magnet (to keep track of odd-ends while dissecting machines)

Personality: the world’s unluckiest person . . . and, he knows it. Ciel has notorious bad luck and is thus quite frightful of anything involving luck or chance (still, he manages to know exactly what his opponent’s cards are, if you know what I’m saying). He therefore barely even trusts himself and, due to recent events, is slow to trust anyone else. That, and he’s behind “enemy lines,” so he doesn’t want to make any friends. He’s naïve about The Big World Out There but is pretty solid book-wise and is eager to learn. Also, due to that bad luck of his, he has high endurance and tolerance for both physical and emotional pain—you will rarely see him angry or sad, but rather determined. He is stubborn and will not give up easily.

Being from the Lost Tower, Ciel has had to deal with the macabre of laying any and every body to rest (from the nameless homeless to even pokemon)—thus, he is not afraid of blood despite and gore. However, despite all teachings in the tower, he cannot bring himself to believe in ghosts. Or spirits. Or what-have-you. Ciel has also decided through his various hardships that whatever you obtain is through your own hard work, nothing else. Because luck is never at his side.

Backstory: *starting 3, 2, 1 . . .*

Ciel’s luck began when he was born—the nurse in-charge spelled his name wrong on the birth certificate (it was suppose to be “Ceil”). Things went downhill from there . . .

When he was about eight years old, his parents (whom he doesn’t remember much of) decided that he had some potential as a psychic. This was a big deal in Lavender Town, as the Lost Tower brought in most of their revenue. So, Ciel was sent to said Lost Tower in order to be trained properly. There, he met various other “psychics” around his age and a beautiful head priestess that everyone had a huge crush on, Ciel included. The difference with Ciel, though, was that the head priestess actually had feelings for him, too, although not as serious. Still, Ciel was called into her temple quite often so that they could practice together. He felt that, for once, he was lucky.

The years passed on, and the psychics continued to “develop” their powers, but to no avail. See, most students at the tower were not psychics at all, but the various teachers encouraged them nonetheless. Ciel, however, figured their game out, realizing himself that he never had potential as a psychic. He started to create his own power: mechanics. Armed with not even a screwdriver but rather his own bare hands, Ciel gained the respect of the temple officials, the priestess included, by proving to them his own worth, the worth he had despite no psychic ability. He used a magnet bought-off from a very shady dealer to “levitate” things and constantly listened to his mix-matched radio for odd radio broadcasts in the dead of night (“predictions”).

The other psychics did not like this. To them, Ciel was defiling their hard work and turning on the psychic way. And so, with news of the oncoming war seeping into the Lost Tower, the older psychics hatched a plan.

One particular psychic dressed himself up as Ciel (a little make-up here, a little stolen hair dye there) while the other students set-up an appointment. On his sixteenth birthday (December 8th), the scheming psychics successfully signed-up dear Ciel for the military, handing him the recruitment card as a “gift.” Needless to say, Ciel was not happy about this, but the head priestess told him frankly that some things had to happen for the betterment of the world. People had to fight. With that, the psychics saw him off two days later as he boarded the recruitment van for Kanto.

Once on the road, Ciel had a lot to think about: the war, the pokemon they would be assigned . . . and, those that betrayed him. Slowly yet surely, the anger about his forced recruitment boiled-up inside him. He was angry for the first time in a long, long time. Those bastards. How dare they do that to him. And then: screw this, I’m leaving.

On pure impulse, Ciel jumped out the back of the recruitment van and ran for it. He didn’t think about which way he was going, how far, or when he would have to stop. He just ran. And, for once time in his life, his luck actually held through: he did not meet anyone that would have stopped him. He did not become maimed injured along the way. When Ciel finally snapped out of his daze of anger, he found himself in front of a building . . . that looked rather familiar to Kanto’s counterpart.

“Hey, you must be a new recruit!” one person told him gruffly, and herded the poor boy inside. Ciel had managed to cross the Johto/Kanto boarder without harm. And, with the whiplash of his sudden good luck, the building he ran inside of was a recruitment office—only this time, for the opposite side.

Some Notes:
+ When he finds something new, he can’t help but tinker with it. Just another “power” to his collection . . .
+ Ciel admits that some psychics (like the priestess) are legit and thus respects them deeply, as they have what he never will. However, he knows the tricks of the trade, too, and that most psychics are indeed frauds. Those people, he has no respect for.
+ Due to recent events, Ciel will be slow to trust anyone around his age (16-19) and will thus be either found alone or with an “adult” figure (people in their twenties or older). The psychics that betrayed him were around his age. Those are scars that will not heal easily. . . .
+ He has no intention of telling anyone he’s from Kanto, mostly because he doesn’t know how people would react. So, his story is that he is from a suburb in Goldenrod City that no one’s heard about. And, he’s sticking to it.
+ He’s keeping his recruitment card hidden, which says blatantly that he’s from Lavender Town. Due to sentimental reasons, though, Ciel’s not throwing the card away any time soon.
+ For good reason, he destroyed all of his clothing upon gaining a new uniform, so the only outfit he has is his uniform and a tank-top underneath.
+ YES, hair dye existed, although with rations hair could not be dyed as easily. Some people found a way with colored soap. Since Ciel is now in the military (and with no hair-dye in sight), his dyed hair will slowly grow back to its regular color (light brown, like his eyes). His hair will be back to its original color by Round 3, if he makes it that long.
+ Button-nose. : 3
+ Due to tripping into the local magikarp pond several times, Ciel knows how to tread water but not how to actually get anywhere. This'll be fun . . . He's also (reasonably) afraid of heights.
+ He’s strictly denied the existence of ghosts for so long that his luck just had to slap him in the face with one. His fear of it and how it simply cannot exist knows no bounds.

Pokemon:

Fiend | Duskull | Jolly | Levitate | Male
Fiend is a good Duskull—happy, content, and willing to do whatever anyone tells him to do. (Needless to say, the trainers were thrilled to have found him.) He recognizes his master from haunting the Lost Tower (although Ciel does not remember such an encounter) and is happy about the familiar face. Thus, Fiend will follow Master to the ends of the earth, smiling the whole way.

He split-up his ghost light into two (VERY painful to do) after Ciel passed-out due to fright, hoping that having two eyes will make him seem more human and Ciel less afraid of him. It hasn’t work thus far, and thus his name: Fiend. Other options included Monster, Deamon, and Satanic Spawn. Fiend would have been happy with any of those. In fact, he seems happy with, well, everything.

+ Held Item: Kasib Berry—found on Duskulls, reduces super-effective ghost-type moves on the holder, and sometimes dried for good luck. XD

REVISION COMPLETE. *dies* If there’s any questions, please do not hesitate to ask!

Description
COMPLETELY revised.

Name: Ciel Lethe
Age: 16
Height/Weight: 5’7’’/ 113 lb.
Hometown/Region: Lavender Town/ Kanto (but, fighting for Johto)
Military Faction: Navy
Extra Items: recruitment card from Kanto, personalized radio, gloves w/ a hanging magnet (to keep track of odd-ends while dissecting machines)

Personality: the world’s unluckiest person . . . and, he knows it. Ciel has notorious bad luck and is thus quite frightful of anything involving luck or chance (still, he manages to know exactly what his opponent’s cards are, if you know what I’m saying). He therefore barely even trusts himself and, due to recent events, is slow to trust anyone else. That, and he’s behind “enemy lines,” so he doesn’t want to make any friends. He’s naïve about The Big World Out There but is pretty solid book-wise and is eager to learn. Also, due to that bad luck of his, he has high endurance and tolerance for both physical and emotional pain—you will rarely see him angry or sad, but rather determined. He is stubborn and will not give up easily.

Being from the Lost Tower, Ciel has had to deal with the macabre of laying any and every body to rest (from the nameless homeless to even pokemon)—thus, he is not afraid of blood despite and gore. However, despite all teachings in the tower, he cannot bring himself to believe in ghosts. Or spirits. Or what-have-you. Ciel has also decided through his various hardships that whatever you obtain is through your own hard work, nothing else. Because luck is never at his side.

Backstory: *starting 3, 2, 1 . . .*

Ciel’s luck began when he was born—the nurse in-charge spelled his name wrong on the birth certificate (it was suppose to be “Ceil”). Things went downhill from there . . .

When he was about eight years old, his parents (whom he doesn’t remember much of) decided that he had some potential as a psychic. This was a big deal in Lavender Town, as the Lost Tower brought in most of their revenue. So, Ciel was sent to said Lost Tower in order to be trained properly. There, he met various other “psychics” around his age and a beautiful head priestess that everyone had a huge crush on, Ciel included. The difference with Ciel, though, was that the head priestess actually had feelings for him, too, although not as serious. Still, Ciel was called into her temple quite often so that they could practice together. He felt that, for once, he was lucky.

The years passed on, and the psychics continued to “develop” their powers, but to no avail. See, most students at the tower were not psychics at all, but the various teachers encouraged them nonetheless. Ciel, however, figured their game out, realizing himself that he never had potential as a psychic. He started to create his own power: mechanics. Armed with not even a screwdriver but rather his own bare hands, Ciel gained the respect of the temple officials, the priestess included, by proving to them his own worth, the worth he had despite no psychic ability. He used a magnet bought-off from a very shady dealer to “levitate” things and constantly listened to his mix-matched radio for odd radio broadcasts in the dead of night (“predictions”).

The other psychics did not like this. To them, Ciel was defiling their hard work and turning on the psychic way. And so, with news of the oncoming war seeping into the Lost Tower, the older psychics hatched a plan.

One particular psychic dressed himself up as Ciel (a little make-up here, a little stolen hair dye there) while the other students set-up an appointment. On his sixteenth birthday (December 8th), the scheming psychics successfully signed-up dear Ciel for the military, handing him the recruitment card as a “gift.” Needless to say, Ciel was not happy about this, but the head priestess told him frankly that some things had to happen for the betterment of the world. People had to fight. With that, the psychics saw him off two days later as he boarded the recruitment van for Kanto.

Once on the road, Ciel had a lot to think about: the war, the pokemon they would be assigned . . . and, those that betrayed him. Slowly yet surely, the anger about his forced recruitment boiled-up inside him. He was angry for the first time in a long, long time. Those bastards. How dare they do that to him. And then: screw this, I’m leaving.

On pure impulse, Ciel jumped out the back of the recruitment van and ran for it. He didn’t think about which way he was going, how far, or when he would have to stop. He just ran. And, for once time in his life, his luck actually held through: he did not meet anyone that would have stopped him. He did not become maimed injured along the way. When Ciel finally snapped out of his daze of anger, he found himself in front of a building . . . that looked rather familiar to Kanto’s counterpart.

“Hey, you must be a new recruit!” one person told him gruffly, and herded the poor boy inside. Ciel had managed to cross the Johto/Kanto boarder without harm. And, with the whiplash of his sudden good luck, the building he ran inside of was a recruitment office—only this time, for the opposite side.

Some Notes:
+ When he finds something new, he can’t help but tinker with it. Just another “power” to his collection . . .
+ Ciel admits that some psychics (like the priestess) are legit and thus respects them deeply, as they have what he never will. However, he knows the tricks of the trade, too, and that most psychics are indeed frauds. Those people, he has no respect for.
+ Due to recent events, Ciel will be slow to trust anyone around his age (16-19) and will thus be either found alone or with an “adult” figure (people in their twenties or older). The psychics that betrayed him were around his age. Those are scars that will not heal easily. . . .
+ He has no intention of telling anyone he’s from Kanto, mostly because he doesn’t know how people would react. So, his story is that he is from a suburb in Goldenrod City that no one’s heard about. And, he’s sticking to it.
+ He’s keeping his recruitment card hidden, which says blatantly that he’s from Lavender Town. Due to sentimental reasons, though, Ciel’s not throwing the card away any time soon.
+ For good reason, he destroyed all of his clothing upon gaining a new uniform, so the only outfit he has is his uniform and a tank-top underneath.
+ YES, hair dye existed, although with rations hair could not be dyed as easily. Some people found a way with colored soap. Since Ciel is now in the military (and with no hair-dye in sight), his dyed hair will slowly grow back to its regular color (light brown, like his eyes). His hair will be back to its original color by Round 3, if he makes it that long.
+ Button-nose. : 3
+ Due to tripping into the local magikarp pond several times, Ciel knows how to tread water but not how to actually get anywhere. This'll be fun . . . He's also (reasonably) afraid of heights.
+ He’s strictly denied the existence of ghosts for so long that his luck just had to slap him in the face with one. His fear of it and how it simply cannot exist knows no bounds.

Pokemon:

Fiend | Duskull | Jolly | Levitate | Male
Fiend is a good Duskull—happy, content, and willing to do whatever anyone tells him to do. (Needless to say, the trainers were thrilled to have found him.) He recognizes his master from haunting the Lost Tower (although Ciel does not remember such an encounter) and is happy about the familiar face. Thus, Fiend will follow Master to the ends of the earth, smiling the whole way.

He split-up his ghost light into two (VERY painful to do) after Ciel passed-out due to fright, hoping that having two eyes will make him seem more human and Ciel less afraid of him. It hasn’t work thus far, and thus his name: Fiend. Other options included Monster, Deamon, and Satanic Spawn. Fiend would have been happy with any of those. In fact, he seems happy with, well, everything.

+ Held Item: Kasib Berry—found on Duskulls, reduces super-effective ghost-type moves on the holder, and sometimes dried for good luck. XD

REVISION COMPLETE. *dies* If there’s any questions, please do not hesitate to ask!