(OOC: Character bio has been slightly changed to fit with my Pokémon character as a result of getting permission from the RP creator to use only a Pokémon for the RP.)
Name: His name is Seth.
Species: Squirtle / Tiny Turtle Pokémon
Gender: Male
Age: His age is estimated to be equivalent to that of a young schoolchild.
Physical Appearance: Seth stands at a slightly shorter height of only 16 inches tall, as he has a modest build. Other than his smaller than average size and somewhat lighter blue skin, his looks are that of your average, everyday Squirtle.
Personality: Seth tends to be assertive when out in the field of battle or in the midst of a simple clash of words and wits. He can sometimes get carried away with his self-confidence, as it usually leads to him being unable to handle the trouble he receives soon after. He often attempts to usually do things that would only help himself, though it often results in adding onto the trouble and landing him a trip with the nurse if things get out of hand.
Ability: Torrent (Increases the potency of Water-based moves if the Pokémon is in a pinch.)
Other: He has on a light layering of wrapping bandages on his left hand and most of the frontal part of his shell. He also sports on a light gray beret with the letter R on its frontal, center area that is in a light shading of blush red.
BIC:
Seth slowly blinked, as he carefully adjusted to his surroundings. The turtle Pokémon gave a light sigh when he saw a small, leathery shoulder bag. Upon closer inspection, the container appeared to have several tears on its frontal side. The sand was carefully wiped and shaken off within a hasty minute. The bag was likely almost finished drying in the warm, dry sunlight after a few pats were given. The Squirtle decided to wear the bag around his right shoulder once he managed to secure the strap to a comfortable, shorter height. He slowly picked up a small, gray beret that was in a lighter shading. He vigorously shook off the sand and other foreign particles that were on the flat cap. He quietly blew on the letter R that proudly displayed itself on the frontal area of the cap. He decided to happily put the beret on after he confirmed the lack of dirt or sand on it a brief moment later.
"Well, at least I'm safe here... though there's some stuff missing in that girl's bag. Dammit! That stupid storm was what stopped me from getting onto that dang ship and maybe being able to take a little bonus in the first place! Guess I'll have to make everything count, and maybe even try to get back with the girl again if there ain't anything bad around here. If only there was an easier way for me to make this weird, stinging feeling go away... and no, I'm not gonna even try to take out that white, wrapping stuff on me yet!" Seth thought, as he took several lengthy breaths of the cleansing air.
He decided to carefully inspect the opened bag, as he found: a small, digital device with the model number being H-505, a small, purple bottle filled with a mysterious, clear liquid, and a rustic gray card that had a picture of a girl with some basic information on it. He decided to look around on the sandy ground for a brief moment; though much to his disappointment, it was apparent that no other articles were present within the surrounding area. He quickly zipped up the bag once he confirmed all the items inside the modest container.
"Okay, so I have some stuff to work with, but I don't think I even know what to do with any of these things. Maybe I should see if anyone's around... or else I'll have to do everything myself then," The Squirtle thought, as he decided to head into the forest after a quick check with the bag and beret.
"Hope to dear Arceus there ain't like some sort of big bee or spider in those trees... otherwise this could end up more than just two hours lying in bed and having to drink that weird pink stuff!" Seth added in his mind, before he continued to carefully venture into the large woodland.
