Story Version: Galactic
Name: Patricia Jocelyn Drury
Age: 16
Gender: Female

Appearance: Pat typically wears a uniform, starched and ironed: a button-down black shirt (an embroidered applique "R" adorning the breast), a black pencil skirt (mid-thigh in length), a grey utility belt (for Pokeballs) and a grey sash (for badges). Beneath a black beret (jauntily worn askew), her hair is dark, dark green, worn short and tidy in what might be called a pixie cut. She has sharp yellow eyes and an olive complexion. Her posture is confident and proud.
Height/Weight: 5'4" / 114 lbs

Personality: Pat likes working as a team and helping people. She's disdainful of those she views as selfish, or even simply complacent. While she sometimes seems snobby and proud, Pat values few things more than hard work toward a shared vision - and that's something anyone can supply. She likes noble causes, doing the right thing (no matter the cost!), and sticking to her guns.
Personal Traits: Straight-laced, loyal, soldier.

Backstory:
Family: Dad is a translator for the government. Mom is a housewife. Little brother is only six years old, but born big and will probably make a good sportsman or enforcer someday.
Pokemon Experience: Familiarity with most domestic breeds. A bit of formal battle training, and how to survive an encounter with a wild Pokemon, as well as more practical things like how best to use Pokemon to travel or while camping.
A Defining Experience: For a bunch of years our Youth Rockets troop collected money from a Kalosian lady who ran a bakery downtown. We could occasionally help around the shop in exchange for small treats, and we made friends with her and her Pokemon, a couple of real nice calico Magikarp. But ultimately we were there on business. After a dry spell, the shop wasn't doing so well, and I guess the old lady decided to keep her shop open anyway. In the end, she couldn't keep up with payments and we confiscated her Pokemon. She seemed devastated, but they auctioned off the Magikarp to some executive and it settled her debts. Hey, the system works.
Special Talents: I take orders and give respect. It means I'm well liked by my superiors. That's not a super power or nothin, but sometimes it gets me special treatment... and a little special treatment goes a long way.

Special Pokemon: Nah, my mom's allergic.
Personal Goals: To extend our reach to the stars above.
Pet Peeves: Sheeple
Region: Kanto
Favorite Pokemon: Meowth (for real though, not even being stereotypical or nothin)
Favorite Type: Normal

What Starter: Any
Drawing/Writing: A little of each
Contest Starter: Nope
Side Notes: I hope Brettles doesn't too much mind me stealing his shtick.