Name: Tom Dick Harry [not his real name, but a police officer called him that]
Age: nobody really knows, though he looks to be 16
Sex: Male
Height: 5'6"
Eye Color: A Cobalt Blue
Species: Sableye [was a Meowth before a bus filled with a band hit him]
Year: Sophmore
Moves Learned:
(Freshman) Scratch, Theif, Shadow Sneak, Fake Out
(Sophmore) Shadow Claw, Detect, Power Gem, Confuse Ray
Previous Team Experience?: He was hit by a team's bus
Mini History: While he was still alive, he found out it was hsi luckiest day, he been accepted to leave the slums he was always in and go to the PCA by a scholorship. Being one of the brightest ones from the public school aside, he had no money of his own and found himself having to steal food to survive. It was never a pretty life for this pour feline but he figured that one day his life shall turn around. If only he did more street brawling and had more friends or even stole some food that day before leaving for the PCA. As he walked down a mountain road going towards the school on a rainy day, tragedy struck that he would of avoided if he only took a few minutes to eat. A yellow bus with an Absol Driver hit him, jumping some as it hit him that made him fly straight into a tree. The branch of the tree peirced him right through the heart before lightning hit the tree, having his dead corpse hidden from the world. As the cleanup crew from that storm cleaned up the tree, they did not notice the body there, the paper bruned where his name was so he would never know his name.
At the Yard Waste yard, he found himself waking up with a tree ontop of him. At first he freaked out before hi shand passed right through the burned wood. Clenching the paper in his hand, he stood up and looked down in horror at hsi body. Looking down to hsi hand, he did notice a peice of paper and tried to remeber who he was. With no real strong memory of his life but the paper, he figured if he shall ever learn who he is, he first has to get to the PCA.
Leaving teh dump, he stopped off to a police officer and asked the officer if he could be taken to the PCA, but with no knowledge of he he was or where the place was, the officer had one thing to say. "Listen kid, I do not have to help every Tom Dick or Harry I find, beat it and get a map." With the three names spoken, the Sableye nodded and decided to take those as his name, heading to the nearest bus station and looking at a map. With hsi plan of action now set, his journey to the PCA shall begin.
What do you specialize in?: Disturbance Strageties.
Have you ever been arrested; if so, for what reason?: Pick Pocketing while alive out of hunger.
Clothing: A pair of torn either pants or shorts, they were torn at the knee an dhe has no memory of what they were.