PGA Application: Paxton

Name: Paxton "Pax" Watersworth

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Nature: Timid (+Spd,-Atk)

Name of Pokemon: Poliwag

National PokeDex number: 60

Ability: Swift Swim- Doubles the ability-bearer's speed in rain.

Moveset:
 Bubble - Deals damage and has a 10% chance of lowering the Target's speed by one stage.

Double Slap - Hits 2-5 times per turn used.


Personality: Poliwags are probably one of the most overlooked, miniscule, and weak water-type Pokémon in Kanto. As a proud conformist, little Pax has little to no attack or defense stats for himself, and towers over no one at a marvelous 5'2" due to horrible nutrition in the past. However, by no means does this make Paxton a worthless Pokemon. Despite being brushed casually aside from major discussions or competitions at any given moment and bullied around by the much stronger types in his region, he is a very talented, frighteningly respectful, and modest boy; very quick on his feet in any situation and able to run (or better fit to his stamina, swim) away from his problems before most others in his class could even realize their own. Gym class he'd fail in a heartbeat, but if there was a "fleeing" class, he'd be Student of the Week. It isn't pure cowardice that created such a weakened soul. Having to grow up alone on a Safari Reserve in Fuschia City and unable to leave for years, he would have to outwit the other inhabitants on a daily basis to be lucky enough to scavenge something. Usually Paxton's schedule started at a nauseating 5 a.m. to sneak out and harvest from a baby Oran sapling he secretly planted by his swimming hole or maybe pull half a crusty Pokepuff from a possessive Heracross baby-which probably ended up too spicy for his taste anyway. He's a thrifty boy, and even after escaping the Reserve and living at school he's very frugal with money, because he knows the true value of things.

On rare occassion some may call him an "old soul". Being so young at fifteen Pax has gone through some eye-opening turning points in his years, hence at his age he is plagued already with trust issues and inclining depression that shouldn't happen to anyone let alone a young baby poliwag. The trust problem should be taken with a grain of salt though. Hardly is he a stoic brooding old man in a teenager's body. In fact, those who actually take the time to befriend Paxton can agree that he is a very caring young man with a good head on his shoulders and a very heart-warming smile when he pulls one.

However to most in his classes he's considered nothing more than an "empty seat" or the “guy who sits in back blowing gross bubbles all day”. An entity of sorts. Paxton doesn't participate in any afterschool activities and no one has met his parents, so a group of meaner upperclassman started a rumor that he's actually a freak of some sort or a homeless kid , effectively worsening any chances of human contact for him and making him the weakling. The pushover. His only objective in life right now is to make his adoptive mother proud of him, which in turn makes him believe that his real biological parents (wherever they are) could be proud as well. At Mother Bethel's house in Mossdeep City, before he moved to the dorms she took special care of Paxton as a young boy, making sure he had enough food on his plate, a warm comfortable place to sleep at night, and safety in knowing he would always be secure under Mama's protection. Unfortunately, things were so tense when he lived at the Reserve and everyone was so hungry that Pax never eats very much or often, and most days he still won't walk around after the sun goes down without a much larger companion by his side. In fact his most preferred friend type if anyone would be a larger, defensive type so he can feel truly secure at all times.

Definitely a crooked motive to make friends but he won't ever admit it out loud to anyone.

History: Paxton will not ever ever talk about his history to just anyone poking around for no reason. Only the closest and most trusted people in his life know his story, and it isn't great one. It’s not that it was something terrible or tragic-After you get used to the minimalistic lifestyle Safari life can be pretty comfortable most days, minus the food situation of course-but he just has a very hard time letting people know things. He's definitely lacking in the "communication and ability to trust others" department. If people know things about him… they can hurt him. That’s Paxton's “motto” in life, simple as black and white.

The truth is, the boy knows nothing really of his real parents.

It all started with a shiny breeding incident gone wrong, like most accidents in the Pokémon world. From what he’s read in the diary his Mother kept, apparently he was supposed to be a Shiny, strong-statted girl, which was ironically enough the exact opposite of what Paxton turned out to be. The only shiny he’ll ever see is lake water glistening in the sunlight when he goes swimming. Something he learned from her writing was that her name was Jacqlyn- a Poliwhirl- and she was very well off living in Viridian City with her sister while she went to Private school. She and his aunt both had flowing rose-colored hair going down almost the small of their back, and stunning cerulean eyes that could freeze even the fieriest lava, but only mother had that perfectly white pearly grin. Pax figured he got most of his genes from her.

Apparently his father was a rougher type: a Poliwrath. He had sable greased-back hair and fists that meant business, with some pretty attack stats to match. Apparently they were a good fighting duo with mother’s impeccable defense and speed stats, because they met one day in combat and from then on it was like a fairytale. She had described some wondrous handsome Prince Charming figure sweeping her off of her feet and in horrific detail, how he captured her heart within just a few months’ time. Paxton never really much understood love from… girls. But a few months later with the help of a precious diamond ring his mother became Jacqlyn Watersworth and she married her “prince” at the ripe age of eighteen years old. The day of her eighteenth in fact. They were much too young to understand how to love unconditionally, especially with the poster-child of exactly what they didn’t ask for. They even gave him a girl’s name prematurely and refused to change it on his birth certificate.

The diary was pretty blank after he was born, but first thing Pax remembered was being stuck in the care of a cruddy daycare for a few months and then being dumped into Safari for seven years, with nothing to remember either of them except this book explaining that he was clearly a mistake. His mother seemed truly disappointed that her plans didn’t work out and refused to leave him any last thoughts or a message or anything. She just… trashed him. Luckily a few years later when he started getting wise and collecting things left behind at the Reserve (yes that would be stealing) that wouldn’t be missed too much, he was able to bribe his way outside with the valuables, into the real world to be able to go to school and enjoy his freedom. Eventually, after a while Pax even found unexpected family in an elder Froslass named Bethel that he calls his mother. Even now as he transfers from school to school and sleeps in his dorms he’ll take a moment to write his dear mother a letter reporting his progress.

Likes:

    _~        Organizing

    _~        Giving gifts and seeing others smile

    _~        Swimming

    _~        Writing letters

    _~        Shopping

    _~        Babies
   
      _~        Rainy days

Dislikes:

    _~        People who prod excessively for his story

    _~        Violence

    _~        Eating in front of others

    _~        Darkness/Uncertainty

    _~        He is very offended by “your mom” jokes, as well as the “you’re adopted” ones

Other cool things:

    _~        He is a very shrimpy 5’2” and hasn’t grown much due to lack of proper nutrition.

    _~        Likewise, his weight is probably around 105 lbs at any given time.

    _~        He actually has a little Poliwag tail and he has to get clothes specially tailored to fit it.

    _~        Like an actual Poliwag, his organs are shaped completely different from other Pokémon and he cannot eat nearly as much as other kids do.

    _~        His sexual orientation has always been and continues to be “undecided”.

    _~        The “bubbles” he blows in class are actually made of a liquid soap type of fluid produced in his saliva, and if they stick to someone’s skin for a long period of time it can cause some skin irritation.