HENDERSON, Jakob Smith.

[Jacob Henderson]

JAKOB SMITH HENDERSON

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Let's Get It Started...

NAME: Jakob Smith Henderson.
NICKNAME: Jake. Snake.
AGE: Twenty-Three.
GENDER: Male.
SEXUALITY: Bi-Sexual.
SIDE: Supposedly evil since he works for Team Rocket - or what's left of it, anyways - though his colleagues say otherwise.
JOB: Team Rocket Grunt. Trainer.
POKEMON TYPE OF CHOICE: Mostly Fire-Types, though will be agreeable to any type such as Dark and Fighting, and strong as well.
THEME SONG: The Call - Regina Spektor; Call Me - Shinedown; Dear Agony - Breaking Benjamin.

....In Here

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To Be Your Own Best Friend...

APPERANCE: Jacob isn't one who would look like he was the most fit, or had the best body, if you looked at him right. Sure, sure, he stands at about five foot four to five foot six, but that isn't very tall for someone his age, if you thought about it. Most of it is that mop of blood-like fur he calls hair, which is usually kept up by a white bandage that he uses for purposes he does not like to talk about with others unless he was tortured to do so. He would barely have any muscles to fight back, though he does have some indeed. But only because they fit with his scrawny appearance, and sometimes will make him look "tough" if necessary. Green eyes always look frightened a lot of the time anyways, so what would it with what he had or has had for the moment? It doesn't at all, really. Or at least, that's what he thinks.

Often, because he's a Rocket Grunt, he can be seen in the casual uniform that they wear. You know, the black jumpsuit and the hat whistle the shirt has the giant R in front? Yeah, that. But as of currently, he's been sent into hiding to figure out stuff about the new region and stuff like that, he's had to change his style a bit. While he does not have the Rocket hat anymore, he now wears a bandage that goes around his head three times, covering up a big gash in the back of his head as well as keeping the hair he has from falling onto his face. He does have a black shirt, but there's no R on the front, and the neck is slightly longer then the normal attire. Plus, he wears a long sleeve white jacket over the shirt. Though it may not look like it, it is actually pretty warm. His pants consist of baggy dark green pants and shoes to match, while the pants usually have some sort of belt hanging off with three Poke'balls attached. Of course, he has a Hoenn version back pack, though he's rather not say where he got it.

PERSONALITY: Often, Jake is known as a kind hearted person; one reason why people laugh when he fesses the truth about him self being in Team Rocket. He would never seem like the kind of guy that would go forth and make destruction. Well, not without saying sort many times over and trying to help the people he hurt. He will often be seen lingering around where the least damage could be done, weather he be by him self or will the people he works with. Trying to not get him self to get caught, as he may often say if you were the one to bring it up. Some say that he is just trying to get him self caught easier, while others say that he is just plain crazy, and trying to bring their whole operation down by getting caught by the justice system. Hey, who knows; with their luck, that's probably exactly what he's trying to do.

Everyone knows how Team Rocket - as well as many other teams - are terrible with the way they treat their Pokemon; they only see them as tools of destruction and harm, nothing more. They don't see them as friends, partners, or loved ones like many others do. They'd rather have them all die then let them feel something they think they're not supposed to. Well, let's just say that this young man right here is just the opposite. Jacob grew up adoring Pokemon, and learning to treat them as mostly friends. Sure, he knows they they're used to working, too, like helping plant fields, move things and the such. But just as long as the Pokemon aren't abused, he's fine with them working. That, and if the Pokemon enjoy their job, too. Jake would be grateful if he could just spend forever with Pokemon, but of course, he has a job he has to do, so that wouldn't out too great, now would it?

Often does Jacob try to find time for just himself and his Pokemon. He does not relate to other humans outside his "team"; then again, the other Grunts never really acted like they cared for him either. Most were cruel to him, usually because he was never the best trainer to start out with. His Pokemon usually always got beat down, resulting in him being afraid to battling other trainers sometimes because he thinks that he'll always loose. He doesn't have the best strategies, dare I say, making him one of the more weaker trainers out there in the world. One reason why he tries to make him self look tough even though he is usually what you call a "softie" is because many have called him weak, which hasn't worked out for him all too well, none the less. He is sometimes bullied for this as well, usually ending it with spending more time isolated than he actually should.

Because he was often bullied during the minor years of him being in Team Rocket - and even after - Jake can have sometimes what it known as a "bad boy" attitude. He usually tries to act tough when he's not so he doesn't get hurt by someone, because more often then not, he does not want to get into a fight, even if the person is weaker than he is. Because of trying to act tougher than he really is, he has also adopted an Australian-like accent' many people wonder if he's really from Floroma Town, while others just giggle at his accent. He tries to ignore this more than often, to "turn the other cheek," but more often than not, this gets to him; is he not as bad as he thought he was?

LIKES:

• Pokemon.
  
• Finishing Goals.
  
• Making People Proud.
  
• Not Having To Make Too Many Descions Him Self.
  

DIS-LIKES:

• Pokemon Abuse.
  
• Those Who Think Of Using Pokemon For Tools.
  
• Those Who Dis-Obey Commands.
  
• Idiots.
  

....On The Outside Looking In

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Leave Out All The Rest...

HISTORY: Even from birth, you would never guess that Jacob Smith Henderson would end up in one of the most terrible criminal organizations in the world. Jake would be born on a warm summer night to two proud parents in the town of Floaroma, the town also known as the Flower Fields. Both parents often helped out with the flower shop in the town, it being the most popular - and only, next to the Valley Wind Works - thing in the small town. They owned plenty of Combee to help pollinate the flowers, as well as receiving honey from them, nothing else more. It was a fairly quiet place, with a fairly simple town and way of life. No one expected than what they had needed of them, and never asked too much from anyone unless the other person mentioned it first. It was a fairly simple way of life, as stated before.

Jake would often be seen playing in the fields with his friends growing up, playing simple games whistle trying to dodge the Combees collecting what they needed to eat and honey for those back home. There were always a few Pokemon here and there that came due to the sweet aroma of the flowers, and often the children got to play with them because plenty of them were calm and friendly, the more rough ones learning not to come near the children in fear of accidentally hurting them and getting trouble by their elders. Pokemon learned quickly, as did children, in this town, and Jake was no different. When he was of the age of four, he was often seen helping his parents tend to flowers and berries and plants before he could go out to play. Sometimes he would be seen coming home from Valley Wind Works with a bucket of honey in one hand, and a saddened Driftloom in the other.

It Started Out As A Feeling
Which Then Grew Into A Hope
Which Then Turned Into A Quiet Thought
Which Then Turned Into A Quiet Word

When he was at the age of seven, after a few years of working with all of the planets and such, Jakeob was allowed to travel to Jubilife to run errands for his parents and others who worked at the shop, usually taking one of the three Vespiquen the shop owner owned to keep the high population of Combee around to work. Often, while he was gone, Jake would get caught up un the dazzlement of things, though usually was found staring at the Trainer's School when someone had to go and make sure that he was alright. It had always been quite comical, really; he would often look like a statue while he listened to some of the noises of battling inside when the time came every so often, and other times those who searched for him had found him inside, actually listening to the teacher as she spoke to both him and the class. No one really seemed to mind, really; he was just that way.

By the age of eight, Jake's parent's thought it would be better if they just let him spend his weeks at the Trainer's School. He seemed over-joyed about the idea, and often left home early just to be the first one to get there. Who would want to go to school early when many children hated it, only Arceus knew. But then again, living in a small town with not much to do with a large city bustling next door, who wouldn't? Every day, every week, every month he never missed. And his future always changed as well with him; at first he wanted to be a Trainer; then he wanted to be a Breeder; then the thought of being a Co-Ordinator also seemed great to him as well. Maybe a scientist, or a Pokemon Professor! The possibilities seemed endless for the child, and by the time of his tenth birthday, the ideas were bustling inside of his head endlessly. It was a happy nightmare, if you wish to think of it as.

At age ten, Jake was allowed to start his own Pokemon journey. Of course, still confused about what he should become, he could only go to Sandgem Town to get his first Pokemon, a small Turtwig he gave the name of Root. Of course, he had his parents to blame for this, having grown up around mostly grass and bug type Pokemon during his childhood. It took him a while to get back to his home town to show his family his knew Pokemon, catching a small Shinx along the way that was given the name Entincelle, which apparently meant "Spark" in another language. He stopped by his hometown to show his family his two new Pokemon before going to Orenburg, ending up catching a Combee before hand. At the first gym, he had won after some mild training with Root. After the battle, Root evolved into a Grotle, making the boy overly-excited at the site of it, like anyone would be.

Of course, as stated before, Jake wasn't too sure as to what he wanted to be. So of course, he traveled past his home, catching a Buzeil as he traveled to the next town. Through the woods he went, battling a few trainers with his Shinx and Combee, and often won, though with a few loses. His Shinx ended up evolving into a Luxio was well; a better addition to his team. After visiting the Old Chateau and gaining a Ghastly along the way, Jake went to battle Gardenia for the second badge. He lost inevitably, of course. So he went to train, looking at the old statue that the town had as well. He ended up fighting against a few fishermen who looked itching for a battle, his Combee evolving into a Vespiquen as well. Whistle he ended up not battling Gardenia in a rematch, he had saved up enough money to buy a bike with a basket, Buizel getting to ride in it as they rode along the bike path, defeating a few trainers with flying-types with his Luxio along the way.

While upon the next town, Jake ended up catching a Zubat as well. Hearthhome seemed extravagant to the young lad, really it did. It had a Gym, as well as a Contest Hall. It was great, really it was. The first thing he did while he was there was watch the Pokemon contests. He payed close attention to the strategies the trainers used, which he enjoyed more than often, really. After a few days spent in the town, viewing the sites such as the Trainer Fan Club, Jake ended up entering one of the contests with his Busziel and Vespiquen, using the Bug-Type for the appeal round, and using Busziel for battling. He got fourth place, none the less, but still pretty good for a beginner. Soon after, after he had trained with his Pokemon a little, he battled the Gym for the fun of it. He had won at a close battling, with Buziel versus Gengar, Buziel evolving to win the battle for the boy.

Now with two badges, he faced Gardenia for a second time, winning easily whistle using his Vespiquen's Gust several times during the battle for an easy victory. As he traveled to the next town, he passed through Seloceon Town. He had gotten hung up on both the ruins and the Day Care there. He ended up leaving his Zubat behind for it to get taken care of. He wasn't planning to use the Pokemon much, anyway, which worked out perfectly for him. Upon making it to the next town, though, he ran into a little problem; Team Galactic has their base set up there, as well as they were trying to steal the meteorites that resided there. And for Jake, well, let's just say him having Pokemon made him an easy target for people to grab at him.

Even before going to fight the Veilstone Gym, he fought Galactic Grunts twice; the first time, he lost epically, though only made it out with his team because some other trainers were there to help him. The second time, he came heavy and hard; Root ended up evolving, making a great tag team with Floatezl and easily defeating the Galactic Grunts. Afterwards, having his Pokemon healed and rested for a couple of nights, he went to fight the Gym. He was lucky enough that Vespiquen knew Fly-Types moves, as well as Floatezl using Phsyc-Up to boost his abilities. They won by default, when Mayleen said that he Medicham - her last Pokemon - was a little too worn out for battles at the moment.

Upon traveling through marshlands and to the next town where the water-type gym leader resided, Jake caught a Crogunk, thinking it would better his team. It did, mainly because it showed him the way to get through the next town. Upon getting there, Jake as well found of another contest; he really couldn't wait to enter. This one was a double-battle, fair enough, so the boy used his newly caught Pokemon, as well as his Floatezl. He ended up placing second place, marically enough.

For a while, he took a breather on contests and Pokemon battling, went to go see how his Zubat was doing. The Pokemon had grew notably, as well as the Day Care owners found the egg with his Pokemon. He was partly baffled, but at the same time excited for the most part. Now depositing his Croagunk, he took both his Zubat and his Egg along for the ride, starting to mostly travel around and battle for a while until the egg was able to hatch. That took a while, of course, his Zubat ending in a Golbat along the way. He also founded a Staravia; the Pokemon evolved into a Staraphtor by the time Jake make it to Sunnyshore to visit around there. He ended in staying there for about a week, giving up his egg to a young boy whose parents didn't want him to go on a Pokemon journey without a Pokemon that they didn't trust. He knew the egg was going to hatch, soon, anyway, and couldn't help but guess that it was going to be a Zubat.

As he went through the long way to Seloceon Town to hopefully go and get Croagunk to train, he ended with a second challenge with Team Galactic. He wanted to visit the Lake Valor near by before he went to get his Pokemon, which wasn't too bright of an idea; the evil team had been suspecting the area, and were planning to bomb it so they could get to the center easily to catch Azelf. Jake, having been a hero that he wanted to be back then, instantly jumped into action. He fought a few of the Grunts and defeated them easily, Etincelle evolving into a Luxray while they were at it. At first, he thought it was over for the moment. Well, until one of the Admins decided to come out and show him who was boss. Saturn was her name, as Jake can remember from what his memory let him keep.

Okay, so it was probably the worst battle he had had in the few months he had been traveling. Okay, sure, he had his Ghastly evolve into a Haunter during the middle of the battle, but ended up fainting due to Saturn's Golbat using Super Sonic, making Haunter knock it self out instantly. He ended with only Vespiquen and Floatezl at the end. Well, until they finally decided to blow the lake up. Saturn, of course, had gotten the message ahead of time, and had sent out a Weezing and two Koffing to use Smoke Screen while she got away, Jake's weakened Pokemon barely able to do a thing about it. It took a moment after the dark clouds were washed away by Vespiquen's Gust that he realized that he heard a beeping sound not that far off from where he stood near the cavern.

And he had always learned that beeping was sometimes not a good thing.

Only a few seconds had passed when he returned his Pokemon quickly, and instantly he turned and tried to scatter out of the area before anything blew up. He had almost made it out, from what he can remember. He thought that he was home free, really, that perhaps he would challange the Galactic Admin another day. But luck was never the highest point in his authority. The last thing he remembers was a few Pokemon scattering away around him before everything got bright, and a big boom sounding off as the earth termbled, a few things that weren't Pokemon flying past him. After that, well, let's just say that everything got black as he fell to the ground as a lifeless body. That day, Jake got a gash to the bach of his head, one that would never heal, as he was out for roughly four months because of it.

He woke up roughly four months earlier, as stated before, in a pure white room, with his parents hovering over his thought to be dead body. He had gotten a cry of happiness from his mother as tears started running from her eyes, the women pracitcally tackling her son, of whom was unable to move at the time. A few of his Pokemon, such as Entincelle and Floatezl, as well greeted his awakening, since a few of his Pokemon were unable to enter even the hospital because of their size. Jake, for a few days, could hardly move due to his injuries that had left him asleep for the last four months of his life. And while he was to lay there, his parents visited more often than they should have, along with a few of his Pokemon, and his parents would often tell him what had happened whistle he was away on travels, as well as while he was out cold. He didn't care much for what had happened, really, though one thing did interest him when his mother spoke of it.

Aperantly, a month before he awoke from his small coma, his mother found out something very important: Jake was soon to have a younger brother or sister in the next eight or nine months. Like most anyone, Jake was extremely excited for getting a younger sibling; he ahd honestly been hoping that his parents would have another child sometime or another, though never really said the wish aloud to them. If his body hadn't of been numb from lying so long already in that hospital bed whistle he was asleep, he would have tackled his mother in a form of happiness. Whom wouldn't do a tihng as such, correct?

After he was released from the hospital, he went home to Floroma Town where he spent the next few months resting up his aching bones from the explosion, of which had been fixed by near by trainers and people who cared much about the lake. As this went along, Jake had finally reached the age of eleven, as well as attrached some attention from some of his friends who were unable to start their journies due to their families needing help with finding money to support their current life style. His Pokemon were also glad that he was home, his Croagunk having been taken out of the DayCare by his father and being brought home a week after Jake had been in the hospital. And although the boy was pronounced as injured, he was already willing to show off the things he had learned from traveling and battling. His Croagunk ended up evolving into a Toxicroak during this process, a nice little addition to his team.

When Jake was finally released from his "healing process", the boy quickly returned to his journey of traveling around the region. Of course, the championships for trainers were to start in a few months, and so Jake sought no reason to actually collect badges anymore because of such. So instead, he merely traveled around the region to places he had yet to go to, such as Sunny Shore and Canalave City. It was an exciting trip, really; he trained none the less, his Luxio evolving into a mighty Luxray, and his Grotle evolving into a calm Toroterra. He had gotten word that the Golbat he had left behind at his home a bout a month after he started traveling again evolved into a Crobat that often scared away the Combee, making many angry upon those acts.

As the months passed, and a scar still shown on Jake's head had yet to heal, the boy became also wiser in the ways of Pokemon. Though he had yet to pick an actual career that would show off his talents. That was mostly the bad part, to say the least. The good part was that he was becoming stronger, and had a good team for a boy his age. Though, other than Jake him self entering a few contests - winning one, thankfully for him - and mostly traveling, training, and sometimes breeding Pokemon, everything was mostly boring, as he could now put the term as. He had faced Team Galactic one last time; it was comical, really, because it was right before the Sinnoh Championships, and there were only four members that challenged him self and two other trainers; the Galactic members were both Grunts anyway, making it a pretty easy fight.

As the championships came into view, Jake was happy enough to watch, actually meeting up with a few friends of his that he made while on his journies. Obviously, they were concerned about what happened to him back at Lake Valor, as well as his now bandaged up head that would possibly never heal and end up in a scar, but honestly, he was glad for just being able to see his friends again, none the less. As each round of the tournament went by, Jake seemed slightly intrigued by the battling, and the different stratigeies other trainers used. Of course, he never really payed attention to them, nor did he do something as write them down just in case. He wasn't that kind of kid, to tell you the truth. Couldn't you tell?

Soon the champion was chosen, none the less[it being someone Jake did not know

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Wrap Me In A Bolt Of Lightning
Send Me On My Way Still Smiling.
Maybe That's The Way I Should Go.
Straight Into The Mouth Of The Unknown.

At the age of roughly thirteen, his father finally got him to get out of the house for another journey - this time, in the region of Kanto. It seemed fitting enough, since the boy had been working mostly with his parents and often babysitting his younger brother when his parents or some of the Pokemon could not. So of course, off he went to the next region to have a little fun of his own, leaving his team behind to catch up on rest and to watch his family while he was gone. Jake landed in Vermilion port about a week after setting sail in Canalave Port, the jittery teenager happy to be there. It was a long trek to Pallet Town to gain his starter Pokemon from Professor Oak. He had, of course, chosen the almost same type starter as he did back in Sinnoh; only this time, it was a Bulbasaur.

Of course, he went more into battling during this journey than he had the last; though he more often relaxed than he did battle, he managed to collect and few badges and Pokemon along the way. Of course, waking a two-ton Snorlax wasn't fun, nor was the Pokemon chasing after him for a quarter of a mile until it got tired and went back to sleep. Pretty comical for most, though not for poor old Jake, for the most part. Often, he sent some of his Pokemon home, while others he either gave to strangers who wished to have a Pokemon or just sent them to Oak. He often battled with other trainers who wished, evolving some of his Pokemon that he owned. His Bulbasaur - nicknamed Rouge - grew into a healthy Ivysaur in no time, really. And he was proud of it for sure.

A few months passed while he was on his journey of traveling through Kanto, and instantly something came up right after his fourteenth birthday. He had heard from his parents that their business wasn't doing so good, and they were running very low on cash. He had offered to come home and help, though his parents didn't want to ruin his journey. He offered to send them money he won from battles, but of course they declined; they thought that they needed the money for him self and his current team, as his other Pokemon seemed to be doing just fine finding berries for them selves when the parents could not afford Pokemon food during the times. But of course, not wanting to take no for an answer, Jake decided to go find places to work.

He sent all but his Pidgeotto home - each with a few berries they had all found as to not starve the others - so that way he could start looking for places to work. Of course, he had started out with small jobs, sending what he could home to his family and keeping what little he needed for both him self and his Pidgeotto, seeing as how the Pokemon was currently his means of transportation. A few months passed of him doing a thing such as this, when heard of some major company hiring people to work. He didn't know who or what it was, but apparently it payed good money; possibly enough to send home so his parents would get out of their current state of debt that they had. So off he set to find this secret place to pay his family.

It only took about a week, seeing as how he really just needed to go to the game corner, as many had it. It turned out that the organization was called "Team Rocket"; they had Jake fooled, none the less, tha they were a bunch of good guys trying to help for a greater cause. One reason why Jake decided to try and join in the first place, really. Of course, it was tough getting in; they made him go through a seris of tests, if you may, one making him having to battle with his only one Pokemon. It worked out great, of course, since none of the Grunts he faced had any electrical type Pokemon, nor did their Pokemon know any electric type moves. It took over a month and a half, but yes in deed, he got into this "goody" organization.

They had him send home his Pidgeotto by request, of course, wanting him to use some of their Pokemon to make it easier. He sent a letter along with his flying type to the skies homeward bound, a letter saying that he had finally found a job that could help pay for his family's expenses. His parents seemed worried about their first born, though young Michael seemed over-joyed that his brother sent home a letter for them from the Kanto region to keep. Of course, Jake's life would never be the same after the fateful day of officially joining Team Rocket, but he seemed to never know that.

I Left The Spare Key On The Table
Never Really Thought I'd Be Able
To Say I Merely Visit On The Weekends
I Lost My Whole Life And A Dear Friend.

As the years slowly went by, Jake grew with slight confidence in his abilities. He thought most of the time that he was doing no wrong, though other times he actually went to apologize to the people he hurt while on these missions. [They thought he was crazy because he always apologized in civilian clothes, none the less.] He would sometimes go on trip to other regions, and when he was seventeen, he of course got a new set of team. A Mightyena was the first to show him the rules. The dog was tough, and often never listened to the boy. A Charmeleon also came along.It was as bad as the Mightyena, no doubt, coming from another trainer, preferably. The only Pokemon he was allowed to keep that he caught was a Shroomish; some of the admins thought it was worthless, anyway. Though more often than not, some of the other grunts made fun him for his team and some of his Pokemon's lack of "respect" towards him.

Eh, it didn't matter to him, anyway.

At the age of eighteen, he was allowed a temporary break from all of the "evil" things he had done. He had been sending his money that he earned to his parents to help them, and sent letters often as well. So of course, he couldn't wait to get back to Floroma Town to actually see his parents and brother in person. Of course, he really didn't get to see his brother grow into a five year old, though he had heard stories from the letters his parents wrote back about how he always played with the Pokemon, and often tried to "battle" the near-by wild ones - mostly Combee - with his older brother's Pokemon. Honestly, that sounded adorable to Jake, for the most part. [Of course, some of the Grunts made fun of him for thinking this way.] But of course, times weren't always what they seemed for the young man, and things were about to get worse then they already were.

I've Said It So Many Times
I Would Change My Ways
No, Never Mind
God Knows I've Tried

Jake had already had a bad feeling when he stepped off the boat at Canalave Port. He had instantly returned his Mightyena that had followed him around stubbornly for the past year or more, angering it slightly. But of course, that wasn't his troubles. The moment he had stepped into his home town, he started bawling.

Everything was mostly on fire, buildings were knocked over, many creatures, both humans and Pokemon alike, lay dead here and there. Many police officers and fire fighters were hung around, though by the looks on their faces, there wasn't anything left to save. By the hearing, everything was dead. Someone had said that this had been Galactic's doing, the people of the town not giving them the honey they want. Others said it was Rocket's doing, either getting back on Team Galactic or trying to find something the "easy" way. Either way, the young many was brought up tears at the sight. One person said that there were barely any survivors, and any that there were had either been lucky, or had gotten out of town earlier. As for Jake's family and other Pokemon you may ask? well, that's fairly simple.

From what an Officer Jenny said, they were never found, for many of the bodies had been burnt to ashes.

I Finally Put It All Together
That Nothing Really Lasts Forever.
I Had To Make A Choice That Was Not Mine
I Had To Say Goodbye For The Last Time.

There was little to no hope fueled in the boy after this. Of course, he kept working for Team Rocket as his only option, though sometimes either slacked off or did his job a little too well. Many people expressed their sorrow towards him in the team, while others - mainly some of the Grunts - mocked him, saying that he had no one. One man had gotten punched in the jaw for saying that, though that is only currently the only bad thing Jake has done to another Rocket member. Of course, he often took the missions that were more "away" from the bas, and away from everyone, for he usually hated hated to see others' faces. Sometimes, if he happens to see or pass by a couple and their children, he'll stop and stare, often needing someone - Mightyena, usually - to make him keep moving.

He has, of course, been burned. He had no where to go. All of his Pokemon that he had on his previous journies were lost and forgotten about by almost anyone. His life was a terrible onslaught, as far as he had seen it. As far as his other realitives were concerned, well, he really wasn't sure that he had and other realitives, as the matter of the fact may consume. And any that he did have were either dead, he didn't know where they lived, or they didn't know about him completely. All he had now was Team Rocket, the current team - of whom would barely listen to him - and his fighting for the criminals of the underworld, a haze going through his head of the facts that he had to face. He was alone, with no one to care for him and comfort him through all of this.

He was really, truly alone.

I Kept My Whole Life In Suitcase.
Never Really Stayed In One Place.
Maybe That's The Way It Should Be.
You Know I Live My Life Like A Gypsy.

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Over the next few years, Jake kept his part in Team Rocket, doing the dirty work for many people and getting payed now very little. His team was still rag-tagged, two of his Pokemon still not listening to him fully. Though he often hates this life, he believes that it is the only one that he has. Often because Team Rocket seems to be going down a land slid, as it may be called. He can't help but believe that he must stay this way in order to stay alive, no matter how foolish it sounds. Often he was picked on by the other Grunts and some of the hight ranks of the team, but amazingly, he never wanted to back down, no matter how hard the beatings got for him. Often did Mightyena stick up for him with this, though often it was a rare occasion indeed.

He had just recently got assigned a new mission to the Un-Named Region, some of the higher ranks in the business thinking that getting to a new region and a fresh start would do him some good. Though not all of his history has been as twisted as it seems, he has still taken the offer, thinking that this will get him a better position in Team Rocket. He often doubts him self, though, and sometimes wants to quit after a hard days work. But now that he thinks that he has gotten this far, he doesn't want to quit, no matter how soft hearted he may see to people like you. But ah, he still thinks that this is worth it. He may be killed, but at least he'll make a name for him self by doing this.

Hopefully.

I'll Come Back When You Call Me.
No Need To Say Goodbye.

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....Leave Out All The Rest

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The World Was Gonna Roll Me...

NICKNAME:
GENDER: Male.
LEVEL: Thirty.
MOVES:

• Roar.
  
• Sand Attack
  
• Dark Pulse
  
• Shadow Ball
  

INFO/PERSONALITY: Given to Jake as his first Pokemon when he first started for Team Rocket. Though once a playful pup, Mightyena learned the hard way that not everything comes east. Often is the now older brute growling when Jake does something wrong or something he is not supposed to, looking more like his baby sitter. Since Mightyena are often than not known to listen to only an experienced and strong trainer, it is often seen that Mightyena will not listen to Jake unless for a certain reason, only because Jake was never serious about getting badges, and is usually laid back and calm. One way that this Mightyena is different than others is that, for starters, he wears a red handkerchief around his neck that is said to prevent the Pokemon from getting K.O'd. Another difference is that the Bite Pokemon has a scar running what looks like through his left eye, though he can see perfectly fine.

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NICKNAME: Slash.
GENDER: Male.
LEVEL: Twenty-Six.
MOVES:

• Smoke Screen.
  
• Flamethrower.
  
• Dig.
  
• Iron Tail.
  

INFO/PERSONALITY: Received as well from Team Rocket, though got it when some other guy quit, sed person just handing it off to him and saying that he could keep it. Like most all Charmelon, Slash does think that he is better than his trainer, and, like Mightyena, often won't listen to him unless under special circumstances. Even then. he wouldn't listen to a word he said. Ironically, it's Mightyena and Slash who often get into battles as well; perhaps because they are either rivals, or Mightyena tries to get the Pokemon to pay attention to what the boy says. It's often that Jake won't use the Pokemon in battle because of this, a swell as the Pokemon will go into a battle headstrong and won't know what he's doing. Often more than not, Slash would just never the less make a better power house if the boy needed to get out quickly and needs a decoy to stall. Trust me, Jake has been able to do such a thing; no matter how many times he tries to get rid of the Pokemon, it always ends up coming back.

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NICKNAME: Spore.
GENDER: Male.
LEVEL: Twenty-Nine.
MOVES:

• Stun Spore.
  
• Mach Punch.
  
• Leech Seed.
  
• Mega Drain.
  

INFO/PERSONALITY: Possibly the only Pokemon on Jake's current party that the actually caught; he had gotten the Spore Pokemon as a Shroomish while he was doing some errands as a low-ranked Grunt in Hoenn for Team Rocket. Unlike all of the other current Pokemon in Jake's party, Spore is the only one who will actually listen without hesitation and always will follow his instructions. Spore is usually outgoing by nature, and more friendly than the other Pokemon in his team, of whom might rip your head off it you talk to them, and like to have sparring matches if one is to offer. Often is Spore also found eating a Kebia berry; apparently, he's eaten so many, he seems more immune to Poison-Type moves than normal Breloom.

....I Ain't The Sharpest Tool In The Shed.

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Hands Held High Into A Sky So Blue...

NICKNAME: Kcx.
AGE: 15.
GENDER: Female.
ROLE-PLAYING CLASS: Intermediate+
FOUNDATION: I'm the site creator. XD

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