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NIMH
Height: 5' 11'
Weight: 170 lbs
Age: 18
Birthday: December 15th
Home Town: Castelia City
Personality: Nimh is a touch on the neurotic side. He has an obsessive drive towards any goal he sets, almost to an unhealthy extent. Nimh does not like to be angry, he finds it to be counter productive to progress, however he finds that he has to frequently calm himself down. He is very energetic and quick to make assumptions. Nimh is definitely the kind of person you would want to have in an escape room with you...so long as he isn't mixing up "experiments."
History:]Nimh grew up in Castelia City. He never had much patience for school or rules. At the age of sixteen, Nimh dropped out of school and began to search for what he felt would give him that sense of intrinsic value that he desired. He ended up joining a gang of thugs where he became the coordinator. He'd plan heists and robberies, muggings and occasionally hits on unsuspecting targets. He was a ruthless tactician and heartless cohort.
During a burglary that he tagged along for, Nimh and his comrades were escaping through the sewage system, He tripped and fell into the sewage water. He was swept away until a water dump into an accumulation point spit him out. He landed hard in the water and tumbled until he came to surface, finding a nest of Venipede and Whirlipede. The Pokemon quickly took his presence as a threat and began to attack him. Nimh took off running down a dark tunnel, screaming for help and gasping for breaht until he hit a wall. He fell to his back grasping his face from where he ran into the wall. He notices that his face had a slime on it and quickly looked up to see the pair of glowing red eyes from a Scolipede. The Pokemon let out a cry and lunged forward, biting Nimh in the neck. Things started spinning...and then it went dark.
Nimh was out for what felt like an eternity, his hallucinations turned nightmare, which turned into answers. His body was burning but stone cold, his mind was clear but not responsive. He awoke to a beeping noise which turned out to be a heart rate monitor. He was in a hospital? Nimh looked around for a moment and knew what he had to do. He ripped the I.V. out of his arm, snatched the monitors off of his chest and head and ran for the door. He caused quite the scene as he fled, but he had it! He knew his calling! He had his purpose.
Goals/Dreams: Nimh WILL be the world's best Toxicologist and Pokemon trainer.
Trainer Class: Thug-Scientist
Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLPTNumhyAY
Favorite Types: Poison, Bug, Electric
Least Favorite Types:Fairy
Quote:
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