And... it's done!
Name: Madison “Maddie” Freeman
Species: Shellos (East Sea)
Gender: Female
Age: 19; 4 in Pokémon years
Moveset: Mud Slap, Mud Sport, Harden, Counter
Appearance: Even for a Shellos, Maddie is short, reaching just 11 inches. Being of the East Sea variant, her underbelly is completely green, while the rest of her body is an oceanic aquamarine, and from her back, two flap-like fins protrude. Light green bands, a deviant from the bright yellow on most Shellos, circle her eyes and mouth and line the edges of her fins. At the top of her head, ear-like antennae poke out, separating a bit at their ends. She generally has a loose smile somewhere in her expression, and her eyes are never quite open, emphasizing her casual, almost cynical personality.
Around her neck is a white string holding a Shell Bell – (it jingles as she walks, making it nigh impossible for her to search for conspiracies without being noticed). Though still getting used to her lack of hands, she moves relatively fast on her slug-belly-feet, zipping from room to room with curious speed for a Shellos.
Personality: Maddie was bound to be turned into a Pokemon, eventually – and a Pokémon without hands, no less. They would have caught on, eventually. Obviously, they couldn’t allow anyone snooping through their files. Otherwise, their cover might be blown. And they couldn’t risk having their experiments discovered by the public.
… Who’s they? Well, the government, of course. Which, in turn, is run by a highly-civilized alien race. How else could they have kept their mutant-probing experiments under wraps without the help of a potent mind-erasing device used to control the thoughts of the population? Penicillin and electricity? Hah. Obviously, the aliens were behind everything.
Maddie is… a little bit of a conspiracy theorist. Well, maybe not a little. She has a wild imagination, with an even wilder sense of logic, and the two combined tend to give her some strange ideas. When faced with obstacles in her life, she can always find a way to blame it on something else – freemasons, the government, daytime television – and explain her fanciful scenarios as if they were common knowledge. Of course, being turned into a Pokémon hasn’t helped her imagination any, and she’s already decided that her condition is based on a wide-spread, government-funded experiment run by Nazi scientists in order to test the adaptability of humans in a Pokémon state.
And yes, she believes the government is run by aliens.
Although she may have some strange ideas, she’s not without a way of explaining them. Though she’s not a prominent user of jargon, she explains her theories with such casuality and confidence that people can’t really help but think she knows what she’s talking about. Of course, she explains everything in that way, throwing statistics and advice at any question given to her. It’s a bit of a surprise, then, when people find out that she was making up everything she said.
She’s not one to get too excited about things. Nor is she one to get upset. Casually calm, with a healthy dose of cynicism, she approaches life from a logical standpoint, and is generally mild in the way that she acts. Even so, she’s not a pushover; stubborn as an ox, she refuses to back down on her conspiracies, (though she’s rather plain in stating so.) Her temper is almost non-existent, but watch out – calling her theories on governmental-takeover garbage will land you a quick trip to the hospital.
Despite her imagination, Maddie is actually quite a logical person. She knows quite a bit more than she lets on, and is certainly not simple-minded. She just thinks a little too much into things. That said, she’ll often try to read into people’s actions, playing guessing games as to how they’ll react and what they’ll do next. Likewise, her skills at strategy aren’t half bad. If only she were the competitive sort…
History: Maddie was the stereotypical video-game nerd, the girl who sat at her computer twenty-three hours a day killing dragons and shooting down lawless banditos in a quest to save a lost princess. She loved everything related to technology, engrossing herself in the world of programming, where she spent most of her time hacking into ROMs and creating mods for her favorite games. Granted, nothing she did was exactly legal, and she always had a careful eye out for the men in black, who were no doubt watching her to make sure that she didn’t uncover anything... important.
She likes to say that she was a conspiracy theorist from the moment she was born. Her mother wasn’t around very much, and her father, a theorist like herself, taught her basically everything she needed to know about the universe. She was the outcast of her peers all throughout her school year, the crazy girl who thought the educational system was out to brainwash her. By the time she graduated from high school, she had risen to the elite of theorists everywhere. No way the aliens would get to her now.
Her last memories as a human are that of a computer screen, riddled with code and dotted with binary and encryption. Fueled by the ever-growing rumors that the Silph Corporation was running shady experiments on innocent civilians underneath the city of Saffron, she had attempted to hack into the company’s database. Her plans were thwarted, however, as she awoke in the Adoption Center, transformed into a Shellos. Certainly, the company had tried to take her out for attempting to expose her secret. She made a vow, then and there, that, once she obtained for herself a pair of cyborg-bioware arms, she would try to break into the company again.
Since then, she’s been wandering around the Adoption Center, explaining her various theories to the other Pokémon there. No one’s jumped at her theories just yet, but she’s sure that a few more days as Pokémon will clear their heads. In the meantime, she’s been enjoying her Pokémon form, practicing her new style of walking by dashing around the agency. Now, if only she had hands…
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((As an added bonus, her name is based on a popular conspiracy theory. Brownie points to whoever can figure it out. =P ))