DOCTOR DOCTOR GIVE ME THE NEWS~

Spoiler:
Name: Claressa Nissa

Gender: Female

Age: 45

Team: Awesome

Description: Well, to be frank, Claressa isn’t much of a “fashionista”. Her normal garb is essentially the standard white, sleeved overcoat on top of the v-necked pink scrub shirt and drawstring pants, made of the finest Whimsicott cotton (Mareep used to be the norm, but the unfortunate side effect of it doubling in size when there was static electricity present quickly annoyed doctors). The overcoat does button in the front and on the wrists, and it also has a small pocket protector for at least three pens that she constantly carries with her. Her shoes are worn white sneakers, constantly cleaned but showing signs of age. She carries her brown hair up in a bun, and sometimes beneath the typical bouffant surgical cap.

Her normal appearance has her hair let down or in a ponytail, falling to a length on par with her shoulder blades. She stands at a solid 5’3”, and weighs in at around 123 lbs. She swaps her sneakers out for brown leather sandals, which compliment her peach skin tone nicely. She has a green skirt that sits well below the knees and has an illustration of red roses and white daisies upon it, while her shirt is a simple white necked red blouse that has flowing sleeves that go to the elbow. Glasses sit and shield her amber eyes, and while she may be older she shows only the slightest hint of wrinkling and Murkow’s feet.

Personality: Claressa is, in one word, blunt. She doesn’t really believe in sugarcoating a situation since it inevitably leads to more harm being done in the future, and any attempts she makes come off as undeniably awkward and forced. That being said she does not have a cold heart, as she genuinely follows what she believes is right. Don’t like it? Too bad, your feelings are taken into consideration but if the benefit outweighs it, she’ll continue what she was doing. She tries to avoid loss of life but understands that sometimes it is necessary for the survival of others.

Hand in hand with that, however, is a severe stubbornness. Claressa is known for having a head that is harder than an Aggron, and a temper that can be as bad as a Charizard. She prefers to do things her way since she often sees it as being the most effective, and convincing her otherwise can waste valuable time and energy. There are times she will cave and give in if the evidence vastly outweighs hers – or if she is overruled by, say, the chief medical doctor – but most of the time she doesn’t. To be fair, her intelligence often means her decisions are around the best options available, so going her route generally doesn’t result in much harm to begin with.

If pushed to extremes, she can become violent, although she much prefers to throw things from a distance than physically punch. She’s not exactly Wonder Woman, and relies more on her intelligence than strength to get out of a sticky situation. If she doesn’t know something, she will do whatever she can to learn about it if she deems it important to know – baking the perfect cake would not be on the priority list compared to learning a new technique to deal with blood clots. Her mind can be encyclopedic with whatever interests her, but she can be forgetful with many other subjects, leading to some exasperation from colleagues and family. Yes, she has forgotten to get the turkey for Thanksgiving before, and no, she doesn’t like to talk about it.

Background: Claressa Nissa was born to the Azalea Town ranchers Don and Lillian, who raised a large majority of Pokemon for food and important products. This included but was not limited to honey, milk, meat, berries, apricorns, as well as famous racing Rapidash. Perhaps more famous than their Rapidash was the aprijuice they often blended, serving as both a potent drink for people and Pokemon alike, as the ranchers had found a way through fertilizer to create large trees that grew the nuts (thus allowing harvesting of many a day rather than only one per tree). They were modestly successful, refusing to industrialize so as to preserve the land around them.

As much as Claressa loved working on the ranch, she was more interested in how their juices affected people. Those who were physically weak were given that which increased strength, the mind was sharpened by skill…So many effects, so little time. She adored the health classes she had to take in school, and quickly settled on a medical career. Graduating from high school with a 3.9 GPA, she attended Goldenrod University, quickly pursuing a medical student path. Undeniably she began to work at the hospital in that very same city, and when she was twenty-two, was helping the lead doctor deliver a child from a Mr. and Mrs. Harper. Two years later she helped deliver their second child, which proved to be slightly more eventful.

Pursing her Ph.D. when she was 30, she studied the effects of aprijuice and helped diagnose the effects it had on growth in infants as well as the cost of overuse. She developed and created a book, “To Juice or Not To Juice?”, which became popular among health professionals as well as dieticians, coaches, trainers, and breeders alike, leading to a decent amount of money that promptly went into more research, such as combining the effects of apricorns and berries into one. Seriously, she was surprised no one else had thought of that already.
Harper Industries helped support her research – as well as the hospital itself – as well, in part due to her watchful eye on their children for checkups and a general desire to help the human race. When the two founders were brutally murdered, Claressa attended the funeral, and although she did not speak much she did express grief over such needless loss of life that only wanted to support the world. In the next instant, the company was failing and the hospital lost a very good amount of supportive money – which had helped it be one of the more technologically advanced medical facilities out there – and then…war.

Some idiot in Hoenn thought it’d be a good idea to flex power and start causing trouble all over something called a Burst Heart. Claressa wasn’t convinced about these items in the first place – it did not seem much research went into the long term effects it had on people, and as far as she was concerned anyone who used them often was a walking health hazard. Money was a funny thing however, and it made people focus on short term gain rather than long term problems. Before she knew it, Kanto and Johto – having long since been allies – were suddenly fighting each other over brutal accusations that could have been solved if Kanto had simply sent over a squad to help investigate the explosion rather than jump to conclusions. It did not help that someone was hiding in Johto apparently with a more powerful Burst Heart, and now every single region in the friggin’ world was knocking on their doorstep.

War is pointless, and now Claressa spends her time in the hospital helping the wounded people and Pokemon alike. Goldenrod was an immediate target due to being such an economical powerhouse for Johto, but the hospital was not. Perhaps some humanity had remained so that a place for the wounded was not to be touched, but their supplies on the other hand were another story. Her parent's ranch had so far escaped unharmed and was still supplying them the best they could, but the hospital is getting full and sickness is spreading. She researches the Burst Heart's effects and ways to nullify it while doing her job and praying to Arceus that some common sense will get drilled into everyone's head.

Pokemon:
Sympathy (Audino, F)
Joy (Blissey, F)
Herby (Bayleef, M)
Circus (Pyroar, M)
Rayne (Alomomola, F)

Other: NPC’s include her parents and family, as well as a fighter pilot named Tony Shoater who, basically, has a giant crush on her and has for years. He’s a bit injured and is at the hospital for the time being, and she has given her Burst Heart – obtained from a dying smuggler that had arrived in it – to him, so she can study effects as he uses it. His Pokemon will be revealed eventually but he has a Dragonite as a main companion.

As for weapons…she doesn’t use any. She’s a doctor, so I suppose if she did, she’d know where to hit. The worst you have to worry about is her throwing beakers at you or maybe coming at you with a syringe or scalpel if really threatened, but yeah.

The hospital treats ANYONE. Doctors can’t turn someone away who asks for help, and frankly by showing some hospitality to people from other regions it might turn the general feeling of “BURN THEM ALL” to “SAVE THEM ALL”.

And who needs a car when you have a Pyroar you can ride? :3


I'VE GOT A BAD CASE OF THE WAR TIME BLUES~