Kurt Beckhas Jul 22, 2012 11:22:57 GMT -5
Post by Kolas on Jul 22, 2012 11:22:57 GMT -5
Name: Kurt Beckhas, goes by Adrastos
Trainer Class: Trainer
[spoiler=Physical Description:] Tall, with lanky limbs and a thin body. His hair is dark red and shaggy, and his eyes are a pale gray. He wears faded black jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt under a black jacket, and the jacket has pockets sewn into the sides for holding Pokeballs - all are empty but one. He wears an amulet in the shape of an eye that he is convinced is a legendary artifact, but is just some rhinestone that his mom got for ten bucks at a market.[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Personality:] Kurt is very bitter. He hates losing, and hates to think that anyone is better than him at anything - if there was a 'sucking at Pokemon' contest, he'd show up with three Magikarps on purpose. That is, if he cared about Pokemon at all. He came up with the moniker 'Adrastos' because it sounded cool, and if he was going to be playing games for kids then he figured he should at least sound kickass. Additionally, Kurt can't back down from a challenge, on account of the whole 'can't let himself lose if his life depends on it' thing.[/spoiler]
[spoiler=History:] Kurt was born in the Johto region, his parents' names are unimportant. The family Pokemon was a Sneasel that loved to play pranks on him and his sister, and though his father - the Sneasel's trainer - had passed away, he still hung around the house and threw things at them or threw them out of their beds and darted away into the night. His younger sister, Willa, was considered a Pokemon prodigy who could possibly be the first to 'catch them all'. Having declined to start his own Pokemon journey at the age of ten, Kurt of course cared very little about what his baby sister wanted to do and just kept trying to be better than everyone else at everything else. So he continued playing video games and watching TV while Willa, three years younger than him, started off on her very own Pokemon journey.
Three uneventful years later, while Willa was having adventures and making friends and all of those good things that you get when you have a Pokemon, Kurt was still living the same boring life that he'd lived for his entire existence. Just beating people at games, over and over. He was actually almost bored of winning at this point, there wasn't really a point anymore. Eventually, when Kurt got bored of beating the neighborhood nine-year-olds at skip-rope and staring contests, he switched on the TV and saw Willa shaking hands with the champion. He just about lost it. His little sister had achieved region-wide fame, while he was still challenging his neighbors to video games. On that day, he swore to become the best Pokemon trainer ever. Half to spite his sister, and half because it was something else to beat everyone else at. However, when he stormed down to the Pokelab in an angsty huff, all of the Pokemon were gone. After getting himself thrown out of the lab due to an...erm...interesting choice of words that he threw at the professor, Kurt hatched a sinister plot.
He waited at night for the family Sneasel to pop up by his bedside, since he was vicious enough to be capable of some serious battling prowess. Not to mention that Kurt had no other options, and he wanted to be the best fast. So when he felt the little sucker getting ready to flip him out of his bed, Kurt whirled around and seized the thing.
"Gotcha, you pest!" he growled at the Pokemon, which was squirming and shrieking at him. "Listen up, I've been putting up with you for years, so it's time for you to give back a little."
The Sneasel, which was named Merno, picked at his ear and said in the Pokemon language that Kurt should bite him. Of course, Kurt doesn't speak Pokemon, so he assumed that was a remark of compliance.
"You and me are gonna go out, we're gonna get some Arceusdamn gym badges, we're gonna beat the champion and we're gonna show Willa who's boss!"
Merno said that he had very little doubt that Kurt couldn't find his way to the closest patch of tall grass, let alone the next town over. Additionally, he cared even less about the girl who was gone than he did about the boy who was currently holding him hostage.
Again, Kurt assumed that the Sneasel had responded in the affirmative. He set Merno down and produced a Pokeball from his pocket that he had gotten at the local Pokemart. "I don't know how this works, so...get in the ball!" he shouted, throwing the ball at the Sneasel, which immediately batted it aside. The ball fell into the air vent and was lost forever.
"Ugh, look, aren't you tired of just flipping me in my bed every night?"
Merno said not really.
"Yeah, see! So let's go knock some little kids' lunch money out of their pockets, beat up a few woodland creatures and get me some fame!"
Both of those did appeal to Merno. But he said that he still didn't think much of taking orders from the brat that his trainer had by mistake. He then asked if that was too soon.
"If you do this, think of all of the lady Sneasels you'll get."
Merno said really? Just...really?
"Come on, we could be the best! Ever! I will be the best, ever! And you can cause all of the mischief you want, as long as we keep climbing the ladder. Hell, I'll take the heat, I just need to win!"
After thinking about it for a second, the Sneasel agreed. But no way was he getting in that cramped Pokeball. Not that Kurt understood what he said about 'travelling in style', but he did understand Merno breaking the next Pokeball that was thrown at him. So come morning, Kurt and Merno fetched the luxury ball that his father had caught the Pokemon in. Shoving the ball into Kurt's jacket pocket, the pair trudged out of town with their heads held high.
Two nights later, they sat in the moonlit woods around a campfire, shivering.
"This is your damn fault." Kurt muttered. Merno hissed at him and spit on the fire, then turned his head.
Two days, and they hadn't beaten a single trainer. What Kurt didn't know was that his father had barely trained Merno at all, so when they encountered a Bug Catcher with his Metapod primed, Merno spent twelve minutes Scratching and kicking the thing before just giving up.
Unfortunately, the Bug Catcher saw that as a loss, and took every last Pokedollar that Kurt had. Now they had no money, and very little food - Sneasels ate a lot. Kurt was broke, tired, humiliated and hungry. Especially humiliated - even he knew that Bug Catchers were the weakest opponents possible. And, of course, he blamed Merno.
"Why didn't you tell me that you're worthless?" the trainer growled. "Fancy-ass ball, you'd think that you were worth something."
Merno said that maybe if Kurt had purchased the Pokemon handbook, like he'd suggested, he'd know more about battling and less about blaming defeat on the Pokemon.
"No, you shut up!"
Merno said that he was too tired to put up with this nonsense.
Unfortunately, all of their arguing, insulting and - in Kurt's case - misunderstanding, had caused such a ruckus that the local wildlife had been disturbed. The pair were unlucky enough to have caught the eye of a very irritated, very hungry and very massive Noctowl, which appeared from the depths of the forest with a throaty hoot, its eyes leery and shiny in the firelight. Kurt and Merno jumped up at the sound, Merno falling off of the rock that he'd been sitting on and Kurt stubbing his toe on the stones around the fire. Looking up at the huge owl, Kurt grinned.
"Haha, yes! That thing looks decent!" he said. "If I catch it, I can just get rid of you."
Merno said he thought that the owl looked kind of pissed, and not at all eager to be stuffed into a Pokeball.
Happy to find a Pokemon that looked strong instead of just mean, Kurt yanked his jacket off of the branch that he'd hooked it on. He dug into his pockets, then stopped. The grin fell off of his face as he paled. "Oh crap, I forgot to buy Pokeballs, didn't I?"
Merno said that it was an honor to die with such a competent trainer. He then added that he had said it with the most vicious amount of sarcasm a Sneasel could produce, which was a lot.
"Shut up and run!"
The two started sprinting through the woods, the Noctowl close behind them. Merno asked what happened to 'never back down from a challenge'. Of course, Kurt didn't reply, as he was too busy running for his life.
Kurt and Merno slid down a hill, hearing the owl crashing through trees behind them, and the trainer yelped as his foot fell into a pothole and he fell forward, landing on his face.
Merno facepalmed, turning back and tugging on Kurt's arm while Pokeshouting that if his trainer -mediocre though he may be - died and left him alone in the woods, he would be kind of screwed.
Although Kurt got out of the hole, the Noctowl was too close to run from now. As Kurt and Merno dodged to the sides, its beak got stuck in the dirt where they had been. Kurt directed Merno to start slashing at it, and though the Sneasel complied, the Noctowl simply wrenched its beak free and spread its wings, knocking Merno back.
The massive owl's strike also hit Kurt, and as he tumbled backwards, Merno ran up to him and asked what now, genius?
The trainer growled, then grabbed Merno by the arm and said, "How about you attack it?! Quickly!"
He threw the Sneasel at Noctowl, which simply tilted its head. Merno flew past it, however right before he hit a tree he planted his feet on the trunk and pushed off. The Noctowl was closing in on Kurt when Merno's elbow collided with the back of its head, and the hulking thing staggered. Kurt blinked in surprise, then grinned and kicked at its legs. The Noctowl fell, and Kurt grabbed Merno again and threw him high. The Pokemon flew into the air, then came down fast - his elbow again collided with the Noctowl's head, and it hooted pitifully before falling unconscious.
"Haha, alright! That's how it's done!" Kurt shouted, grabbing Merno and spinning around with him. After a moment he blinked, then set the Pokemon down.
"Erm, ahem. Good work. I guess you're not so useless after all."
Merno shrugged, then told Kurt that if he'd been so competent when they fought 'that freaking shell with eyes' then they would still have food money. But even so, it was fun beating a giant owl unconscious, and he'd never done that with the old man, so he'd let Kurt stay as his trainer.
"Of course, I'm simply the best there is! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Merno rolled his eyes.
Not three days later, Kurt abruptly decided that conquering the same region as his sister was a complete waste of time. Also, he still didn't have a gym badge and that was unacceptable. He craved a new place to start from scratch, so that when he finally came home he could claim to have done something that Willa never had. So when he saw a poster for a cruise, headed to the one and only 'Kuhre' region, home to Pokemon of a strange and one-of-a-kind variety, he and Merno hopped right on board with the little money they had left. Sneasels ate a lot.
"We're on our way." Kurt said with a grin, Merno heaving chunks over the side of the boat and asking what he'd ever done to deserve this. "Just you watch, Willa! I'll show you what being a Pokemon Master's all about!"[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Afterword:] And so began the duo's journey through Kuhre and beyond, with hopes of defeating his sister and becoming a Pokemon Master in his head. Merno just plans to mess with people until Kurt gets bored and takes him back to Johto. And also injure people's dreams and Pokemon, that's a large plus.[/spoiler]
Willa Beckhas, Sister, 13
Aubrey Beckhas, Mother, 39
Josh Beckhas, Father, Deceased