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Name: Zanzibar "Zanzo" or "Zan" Cordaro
Age: 16
Appearance: The slightest bit pudgy for his height of 5'5'', with dark olive skin and sun-streaked blonde hair. He has a small side cut shaved on the right side of his head, tourmaline-studded earrings in a double-helix on his right ear, bright golden brown eyes, and a tie-dye emerald green headband worn Dan Gheesling-style. (If that's a reference anyone understands
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Personality: Chipper, and a human ray of sunshine. He has a touch of wisdom for his age, though at the same time manages to be completely oblivious. His fellow friends are in his best interest, making him very courteous person. It's hard to get him mad, but when he's mad, he's very mad. He's a tad bit weak-willed in response to others being mad, and/or yelling at him in general, and he will apologize or just let himself get stepped on in scenarios where it's not even his fault. Although he does love a good Pokemon battle, he's a kindhearted pacifist through and through.
Not Sure Where to Put This: He's too maxing-relaxing chill of a dude to not be bisexual, though he's never the one to make the first move, or hardly any moves, since he's so oblivious.
Future Team: Sudowoodo, Pangoro, Aromatisse, Skuntank, Marshtomp, and Sawsbuck.
The silly old, overly rustic town was home to Zanzibar, and with it's warm climate, sunny skies, and chipper feel, there wasn't a place he'd be happier to call his home town. He was up bright and early, though "early" for him would be quite late noon for anyone else. He walked absently around town, taking his normal route, with Peploe, his Bonsly, and Zhou, his Pancham, shambling along at his side. Zhou kept quick with the pace, while Peploe took his time down the dirt roads. Another boy was shouting a name. It wasn't a name he recognized, but it was a name nonetheless. Asserting himself as the best chance they'd have at finding someone in this town, Zanzo found himself compelled to help.
Approaching the frantic boy with a gentle, weathered smile, Zhou bumped into his leg, and it took a lot for him not to fall down.
"Are you okay? Who's this Hester you're shouting about?"