[WAR Season II RP] Arcane Pokéworld [SU/DT]

[Death's Spook]

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Name: The Healer (Birth name Gabriel Phloros)

Gender: Male

Species: Granok

Age: 38

Team: Phoenix Battalion

Appearance: Gabriel in almost any given situation towers over anyone else around him: standing at a full three and quarter meters high with an enormous build to match: usually, on size alone, he can make most people terrified. His stony skin is made of living rock analogous to mostly metamorphic ore; it's very tough, very difficult to dent or crack. His skin color is actually a conglomerate of several, with blacks and grays and dark blues peppering his surface at irregular intervals, giving him an overall dark look. The clothing he chooses is usually highly practical and very technologically advanced; his shirt (more of an armor top) has several contraptions (both augmented with magic and not), designed to make both everyday life and combat efficient for him. In addition, this shirt conveniently does not look like anything more than typical armor, and so he looks merely prepared instead of armed to the teeth. He usually wears a white coat over it, because he's a doctor and why not?

Personality: Gabriel is a man who consistently thinks faster and more effectively than others. He's utterly brilliant and knows his way around magic and machinery both to an extent that utterly boggles the mind: he made his first Mechari by the age of eight years old. His mind fires on entirely different metaphorical pistons than the minds of most people, and his thinking process usually involves quadruple leaps of the imagination leading to accurate and logical conclusions that were seemingly unrelated to his premises. He's applied all his genius and his knowledge into the study of life, creating it, protecting it, and healing it, and in those fields, he is quite possibly the best in the world.

That said, for all his intelligence, it seems to utterly and completely fail when it comes to dealing with people. The Healer is notoriously bad at interacting with other sentient beings, with a penchant for seeing just how far his foot can go into his mouth. He isn't deliberately mean so much as he's utterly clueless and insensitive, and it can sabotage opportunities that his genius would otherwise create. It certainly doesn't help that he thinks so much faster than most others, and can screw up the explanation of his logic unless he takes a substantial amount of time to think it.

That said, for all his cluelessness, Gabriel is a man defined by love. He loves his fellow beings, and loathes seeing them pain, dedicating his life to easing it. He loves the Mechari he creates, as friends and people of their own, and refuses to send them any place where they might get treated as anything less than equal. And most of all, he's come to love the child Michael whom he adopted. However, his love has a bit of a dark side: for all the love he can spread around, he can spread around an equal amount of horrifying extremes to protect the ones he loves. He's killed or had his pokemon kill on multiple occasions, and essentially all of them were to protect either his Mechari or his child. And with times growing darker, it's very likely that so will his actions...

Background: Even from a young age, Gabriel Phloros demonstrated that his mind was one to be reckoned with, frequently spending time other children would use to play and instead using it to tinker. He loved the use of magic and the study of science, and managed to integrate the disciplines in ways that few could ever dream of. The various things he'd invent did not look like technology supplemented by magic, or visa versa, but instead had seamless and elegant integration of the two. He quickly surpassed the abilities of some of the foremost inventors of his day, and by the age of eight, he exceeded all reasonable expectations.

He created a Mechari.

His parents were shocked at the sentient being ("Galen! Her name is Galen!") that walked out of their basement (long since appropriated for Gabriel's tinkering) and sat at their dinner table the next night. However, they weren't too upset, especially given that their child's inventions had previously been shown to be useful and Galen was so mannerly, that she folded into the family in a week.

Time passed. Gabriel became very learned in a wide variety of sciences, and eventually became a medic so well known he was called "The Healer." He had a comfortable life, and between inventing and doctoring he was well off, financially. He wasn't particularly liked, thanks to his tendency to stick his foot in his mouth, but he was respected for his acumen and competence.

So of course, life threw him a curve ball.

The good healer was in his lab/house one evening when he heard a terribly loud profuse knocking at the door. When he opened it, a grievously injured female Neko shielding a child who looked almost exactly like her with her own body rushed in. In the next instant, Gabe reflexively summoned a defensive magic to absorb a powerful spell casted by a male Neko with soulless eyes. In the instant after that, Gabriel swarmed him. Literally. When The Healer casted his spell, a plague of locusts enveloped the hostile Neko, burrowing into his eyes and cramming their bodies into his throat. But though the attacker was slain, the damage was already done. Both Galen and Gabe attempted to heal the female Neko to no avail.

The child, Michael, stood trembling in terror, clinging to Gabriel like a lifeline as the young Neko cried. With no other option that didn't make Gabriel want to vomit, he adopted the child...

Pokémon:
Deep Blue the (Mega) Metagross
Alexandria the Golurk
Linda the Porygon-Z
Aziza the Trevanent (F)
Kachina the Yanmega (M)
Mozart the Hydreigon (M)


Other: (Any other details about your character, such as what weapons they may be carrying, what vehicles they may have in their possession, close NPC companions that may accompany them, and so on.)

Name: Michael Phloros
Gender: Male
Species: Neko
Age: 21
Team: Phoenix Battalion
Appearance: Michael is a lithe frame of 1.7 meters, tall but thin. His sparse and wholly gray fur looks luxuriously soft, and his green eyes are the sorts of things fangirls swoon over. His body shape is gazelle-like, designed for running and looking pretty more than anything else. Translating for species, he looks like a stereotypical pretty boy, and the usually blank expression he wears enforces the impression that that's the case. It's only the way his ears slightly twitch or his eyes light up briefly when there's an interesting bit of information to know that could belie the deception of idiocy that he keeps up.

In terms of clothing, Michael wears shirts and pants that look just a little flamboyant while still remaining practical. His shirts are long sleeved, colorful, sturdy things that discreetly hide a gun-contraption on his forearm, designed to make him look just little too shallow to be up to something. His pants are more normal: they tend to be solid colored and just a little loose so that he can move around in them easily. This is by design; most people look primarily at shirts to determine style while ignoring pants unless those pants are particularly egregious in some way, and so Michael can afford to be a little more practical with lower wear. Michael usually does not wear shoes, finding them uncomfortable and annoying.

Personality: Michael’s reputation often precedes him. He’s a very well known pop star, an icon of celebrity with millions of fans (especially of the female variety) and is known for ending up in the tabloids. These exploits are just scandalous enough to get him labeled as a “bad boy” (and a bit stupid) without actually making him look like he’s callous or malicious. He's known for saying things just a tad out of touch with reality, and the general impression the public has of him involves the words "just a little bit stupid."

Which is just the way he likes it.

In reality, Michael Phloros is dangerously perceptive. He is a masterful reader of body language and tone, and almost always knows exactly what buttons to press to make people do what he wants. He's also a masterful planner, able to marshal his pieces to beautiful effect, getting what he wants with minimal effort and getting elegant results. He's smart enough and good enough at what he does that he has an entire network of contacts in high positions including the media, the Council (formerly), and many others, held together by blackmail and bribery and things far darker than the "pop star" image would imply.

Given how much he is the keystone of a wide network spanning the international community, he's naturally found himself the target of a lot of malfeasance. Ergo, he has ensured that he's very well prepared for life and death situations. The Gardevoir and Lopunny he keeps on his arms and calls his "girls", for example, are actually both incredibly well trained, capable of throwing down with the best, and all of his Pokemon are similarly powerful. He himself is well trained in both hand to hand and armed combat, but that's not where he really shines. He is powerful, magically, and excels especially at magics that are subtle and complex. In a life or death situation, he's likely to cast spells that help with his mobility and let him get into position to strike from afar.
History: When a six-year-old Michael was taken in by Gabriel, he could only be described as an absolute mess. He had been suffering under his father’s tender mercies for years, his mother not saying a word about it because of shame and perceived weakness on her part. When his mother was dead by his father’s hand, he was consumed by grief and rage. But that rage soon had no outlet, as Gabriel slew his father in turn. Lost, confused, and traumatized, Michael clung to Gabriel like a lifeline, as the only living adult who demonstrated even the slightest bit of care for him. Michael’s grief did not wane for a long time, but when Gabriel adopted him, it certainly made the grief sting less.

Gabriel’s first order of business was to take Michael to therapy, given that Gabriel had no concept of how to help another person deal with grief. Combined with the fact that he had never raised a small child before and knew absolutely nothing about how to do it, Gabriel knew that their impromptu family needed help. It took almost a year of help and kind words (on Gabriel’s part) and being terrified and crying (on Michael’s end), but eventually Gabriel got the hang of how to be a parent and Michael settled into being a child again.

Michael grew, and as he did, two talents emerged in full force. First, he knew how to read people. Long practice of figuring out when his birth father was most likely to be in a rage had developed an immense talent in him for understanding what people were really feeling without any magical help. He began to use his talents to make friends: with peers, with teachers, with people from across the street. It didn’t take him long to become beloved by many.

The second is that his voice was absolutely amazing. He had musical talent in spades, and when he sang, everyone went absolutely silent in the fears that they might miss a single words from his mouth. It took him only until the age of 12 to get noticed and strike it big.

Gabriel was there to keep Michael’s head on straight as he went through the stresses of being a star at a young age, thankfully. But soon he began to get stressed from other places. With his talent for reading people, Michael began to realize that many of the people around him, despite smiling in his face, were really terrible people. It bothered him immensely until he realized what he could do: terrible people did terrible things, and these people were in positions where having the terrible things you’ve done found out could absolutely ruin you.

So at the age of 13, Michael began to build a vast network of contacts. People he blackmailed, bribed, or otherwise coerced or charmed into finding things out for him, keeping an eye out on the various social and political climates in the world. Soon, he had the power to reach corruption in vast areas, and he began to carefully plot out the actions to take in response. He has ears in the entertainment industry, obviously, but also in political, legal, and business spheres that very quickly gave him an incredible amount of power to act, to help.

So needless to say, people became very wary of these indications of a new player on the field, and at the tender age of 15, Michael became the target of his very first assassination attempt.
With the assassin in both pieces and orbit thanks to Gabriel’s Mega Metagross, Michael decided it was high time to start becoming personally dangerous. So in between managing an active singing career, a bustling social life designed to make him look as undangerous as possible, and a fledgling empire of blackmail and favors, Michael began training himself and his Pokemon to terrifying extremes. He even acquired a Key Stone of his own (hidden on his person and kept as discreet as possible).

And the next assassin who came for him was killed before Gabriel could intervene.

After Bloodfall, Michael was absolutely infuriated. Gabriel’s raising left him with a deep respect for the Mechari (especially Galen, whom he basically treated as a big sister made of metal), and the takeover of Team Trainer set off alarm bells both in his head and throughout his network. So while Michael Phloros the pop star is still living it up and apparently both unaffected and oblivious, Michael Phloros the chessmaster with arbitrary amounts of resources has begun to use those resources to back the remnants of the High Magi Council in their mission...

Pokémon:
Lenore the Gardevoir (F)
Madeline the (Mega) Lopunny (F)
Aurora the Weavile (F)
Charon the Gengar (M)
Tifón the Vivillon (M)
Cetus the Vaporeon (M)


Other: (Any other details about your character, such as what weapons they may be carrying, what vehicles they may have in their possession, close NPC companions that may accompany them, and so on.)