Edgar is a fairly standard Scyther, by all physical means. He was born on a small farm not far from several towns. His early life consisted of being raised to help cut crops, till soil, and provide companionship for the several farmers and other pokemon he worked with.
The day he lost his wings was the result of an unfortunate accident involving alcohol and heavy machinery. He was rushed to care and survived with two scars on his back, where the wings were torn from their sockets. However, the loss of his wings didn't fair well for his work, the speed at which he could cut and till brought down to a crawl. The farmer who owned the land made it clear that after Edgar had rested and recovered, he was to find work elsewhere.

The farming life was all Edgar had known, so the idea of moving on to do something else was terrifying. But with some advice from those he worked most closely with, he was told to try the city. So he packed what little he had and went on his way.
Now most folks were intimidated by his form, understandably so. A bug with two blades for arms wasn't exactly the most inviting figure. This made finding work difficult, leaving him on the street for the first few weeks of his life in the city.

Things changed when he came across a Krokorok, who walked down the street in fancy dress, other much larger furs by his side, laughing jovially. The others hopped into a car and said their goodbyes, the Krok turning into a large fanciful building with a glowing sign that read "Ball and Chain." But the reptile stopped before he went through the door, eyes turning the Scythers way. He looked him up and down from a distance before walking over and repeating the action, his eyes meeting Edgars.
Soon enough Edgar was inside the Ball and Chain, being offered a place to stay for the night. The Krok, who revealed himself as Mettle Winslowe, the owner of the club, offered him a position stating that, if the bug hadn't already figured it out, this was a fetish club. He would be subjected to restraints, revealing outfits, the usual. It was odd, but it didn't sound too bad. Of course, Edgar was curious why he would be offered such a thing. He certainly didn't have a form most found attractive.
"Exotic" is the word the krok used. He'd had several customers who requested a new model, something different, something rarely seen. And as soon as Mettle had seen Edgar he knew the bug was exactly what he was looking for.

Edgar agreed to the position, and thus began a new life for him. As time went on he truly came to enjoy the work he did, finding that he had a liking for taking a more submissive state, preferring to be under the foot rather than planting the foot. He made a name for himself, making it onto the cover of the clubs monthly magazine several times in the years the followed, amassing a small following on the internet and off.
With more free time he discovered more personal interests, ranging from cooking to design, to lazily watching Tv with those he cares about.
Now 24, he lives his life day by day, enjoying the company of his friends and patrons.

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So I uploaded this the other day but realized I didn't actually tell anything about Edgar. So I decided to write up the basics of his backstory. I plan on making a part 2 to this sheet, a NSFW, extra kinky part. So keep an eye out for that~

HD: https://orig00.deviantart.net/2b85/.....ee-dc4o3wh.png (3700x3000)

Edit: Fixed up some discrepancies between the pictures.