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Officer Terjon (WIP)

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Officer Terjon (WIP)

Post by Maximum on Fri Jun 23, 2017 11:49 pm



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Terjon Delacroix
Text Color 35586C
Theme(s) Show me what I'm Looking for (Save me)
Item -A few day's rations
-A half full first aid kit. (Gauze, rubbing alcohol, and a few items for stitches)
-Universal Communicator
-Water Canteen
-Handcuffs
-Police Badge
-Hair bands, bobby pins, brush, comb
-Straight edge razor blade (only used for intended purpose unless absolutely necessary)
-Blade sharpener
-Spare set of clothing
-Small sewing kit for repairs
Weapons -Handgun (I don't know details rip) with some limited ammo
-Nightstick
-Knife
-Taser (Seeing less and less use. Only useful for humans)
Biological Sex Male
Gender Identity He|Him|His
Birthdate October 19
Age 29 years
Species Human
Weight 180 lbs
Height 6'5"
Region of origin Orre
Occupation Police Officer
Party Stella, Vega, and Orion are the only Pokemon he owned before the Epidemic started. Sirius belonged to his boss who died earlier on. Musca was often assigned to him, but he didn't consider himself her primary caretaker until things went south. Adhil was picked up during the Epidemic when they both went for the same thread and fabric stash and agreed to share.
Pkm 1
Name- Stella
Gender- Female
Text colour- EDC393
Species- Lycanroc (Midday)
Level- 60
Ability- Keen Eye
Attack list-
-Accelerock (Evolution)
-Scary Face (Level)
-Crunch (Level)
-Stone Edge (Level)
**Considered small for a Lycanroc. Has some scarring around her legs, but it's mostly hidden by fur. Afraid of really deep water.
Pkm 2
Name- Vega
Gender- Female
Text colour- E3170D
Species- Infernium
Level- 45
Ability- Flash Fire
Attack list-
-Agility (Level)
-Flame Charge (Level)
-Brave Bird (Level)
-Megahorn (Start)
**Has a proper bridle, saddle, and a few saddlebags. Generally not used for fighting on her own. Vega and Terjon are very well practised on fighting while he's riding.
Pkm 3
Name- Orion
Gender- Male
Text colour- FFFF7E
Species- Luxray
Level- 56
Ability- Intimidate
Attack list-
-Wild Charge (TM)
-Discharge (Level)
-Crunch (Level)
-Ice Fang (Bred)
**Father was a Stoutland. Assigned to Terjon when he started working at the station.
Pkm 4
Name- Musca
Gender- Female
Text colour- CD6889
Species- Weedle
Level- 6
Ability- Run Away (Hidden)
Attack list-
-Poison Sting (Start)
-String Shot (Start)
-Electroweb (Tutor)
-MOVE4 (METHOD)
**Has a small everstone band. Was never intended to fight. Trained to sniff out contraband. Also good at sniffing out edible plants.
Pkm 5
Name- Sirius
Gender- Male
Text colour- 99CDC9
Species- Lucario
Level- 54
Ability- Inner Focus
Attack list-
-Heal Pulse (Level)
-Aura Sphere (Evolution)
-Bullet Punch (Bred)
-Earthquake (TM)
**Father was a Pangoro. When Sirius was younger, his boss asked Terjon advice for names. Even though Terjon is not his trainer, he respects the man enough to mostly follow orders. However, since his trainer was Terjon's boss, there are some things that he will argue or ignore.
Pkm 6
Name- Adhil
Species- Mimikyu
Gender- ???
Text colour- BDA0CB
Level- 31
Ability- Disguise
Attack list-
-Wood Hammer (Start)
-Shadow Sneak (Level)
-Feint Attack (Level)
-Mimic (Level)
**Due to being abandoned while stuck in their Pokeball, they haven't travelled with Terjon and his party enough to trust being inside a Pokeball for long periods of time. Originally, they weren't happy with even the idea of Terjon holding their Pokeball, but enough time has passed to where they trust him to only call them back in dangerous situations. (long story short, this Pokemon is likely always out, likely sitting somewhere on Terjon or one of the larger Pokemon)
Quote "We find you near a burning building, and there are frozen corpses. This is your doing. That I am certain of."
History Terjon was born to a mother who really didn't want a kid and a criminally inclined father who didn't believe in men taking care of children. The man would drop by and ensure that Terjon was taken care of, but he really didn't care to bond or do anything with his child. The couple wasn't married either, and there were hints that the father had other women in his life. Whether he had other children was never known to Terjon, and his mother didn't care enough to ask. Despite this, when Terjon was old enough, he tried to make his mother happy and his father proud of him. He thought that if he was good enough, maybe they'd be happier with him, and maybe his father would stay around longer. After one too many incidents where his accomplishments or gifts were treated as garbage or ignored, Terjon found himself getting frustrated and eventually gave up. Unfortunately, his apathy inspired rage in his mother, and she started taking out her frustrations on him. "I wish I had never had you, brat."

Due to wanting to avoid her ire, he started spending as much time outside of her apartment as possible, but since he was young, people wouldn't allow him to wander off as far as he'd like. The farthest he was able to get was a pier that overlooked the nearby ocean. He frequented the place as much as he could; people left him alone, and he could work on schoolwork in relative quiet. He tested his limits on how often he could stay out without his mother getting angry by increasing his time there slowly. As far as he could tell, she almost never cared how long he stayed out. It always depended on if he just happened to walk in when she was in a mood. One day during the winter, he stayed until the moon was high in the sky and stars were out. To pass the time, he had a cheap flashlight and a picture constellation book, and he used these to find the stars he had always read about. When the batteries began to burn out, he packed up and carefully made his way back home. His mother was asleep by that point, so he sneaked his way into his room. The next morning, she looked massively disappointed. "Thought I was rid of you."

During one of his regular visits, he stopped working on his homework when he heard something splashing in the water. He closed the book and placed it over his worksheets to peer over the wooden fence that kept people from accidentally falling over. In the deepest part of the water that the pier stood over, there was a moving burlap bag. He wasn't exactly sure what it was, but something in his gut told him that he needed to get it quickly. He was too scared to vault over the edge, so he ran down the wooden planks as fast as he could, shaking off his shoes before getting to the water. He wasn't a powerful swimmer, but he knew enough to feel the riptide that was pulling at him. He used the dangerous current to carry him to the bag, and remembering what he had heard people say about the currents, he swam parallel to the beach until he could no longer feel the current trying to drag him in deeper. This was made harder by trying to keep the heavy bag balanced on his stomach and swimming on his back like an otter. The movements were slowing, and his fear for whatever was in the bag gave him the strength he needed to get back to the shore. He paid no attention to the sand clinging to his legs and arms as he tried to open the bag with nothing but his hands and a sharp rock he almost stepped on. Once it was open, his heart dropped. Inside were three Rockruff pups. Two of them weren't moving, and the third was barely breathing. He didn't know what to do beyond picking them up and running to the closest Pokemon Center. The two that weren't moving were pronounced dead, and it was uncertain about the third one. He paced outside the center, disregarding his sopping wet and sandy appearance until a nurse handed him a towel to dry off. Almost an hour of waiting later, he suddenly remembered that his stuff was still on the pier, and he panicked at the thought of losing his books. Those cost money he didn't have, and his mother would get so angry. Conflicted, he resumed pacing between the door and the seat again until asking the nurse if he could run and grab his stuff. Thankfully, no one had touched his bag, and he was able to save his shoes from getting carried away. When he came back, the nurse gave him good news. The Rockruff was alive, but she'd have to stay overnight to ensure she was okay.

When he returned home from the incident, his mother snidely commented on his ragged appearance. "Trying to look like your father, I see." At the time, he ignored it because he was so tired. The next day, he went to the center immediately after school to check on the Rockruff, and her tail wagged when she heard his voice. He reached out hesitantly to pet her; he worried she would snap at him despite her friendly appearance. He was shocked when she let him, and the nurse suggested that maybe he should take her. He wanted to. He really wanted to. But he knew his mother barely tolerated him, and the thought of her touching this creature horrified him. She'd probably sell the pup for money. The big blue eyes, however, pleaded with him, and he eventually decided to find a way to make it work. He dubbed her "Stella," and she followed him home. There were a few places she could hide for the moment, and he tried his best to impress upon the pup to stay hidden. She only needed to do this for a few days until he was able to pinch enough pennies for a pokeball. Once he had another mouth to feed, he learned more about how to handle the rarely used kitchen. While his early attempts weren't the best, Stella happily ate whatever he made her.

The two of them survived in this manner for a while, but Stella started getting angry when she realized what was going on with Terjon and his mother. He kept telling Stella to just keep quiet, and it would be over sooner rather than later. However, there came a day when a bunch of things went wrong. He wasn't sure why his mother was so angry that day, but she somehow found Stella's pokeball, and it caused her to fly off the handle. In an attempt to smash the pokeball, she threw it out the window, and that caused something in Terjon to snap. He yelled back for the first time. It would have been the last time too, if Stella hadn't broken out of her ball when it landed safely on a pile of trash bags and somehow convinced a police officer to follow her to the apartment. By the time the pup and the officer made it there, Terjon had been knocked down to the ground, and there was a knife in his mother's hand. She was yelling obscenities, but the sight of the officer's gun made her drop the weapon. Afterwards, Terjon was taken to the hospital to be treated, and he was promptly placed into foster care.

From that day forward, he was starry eyed when it came to the police force. They had saved him and Stella. His mother was finally being punished. His parents were unlawful and horrible people, and the nice officers enforced the law. This planted the seed in his mind that the those who followed the law must be good, and those who didn't were horrible people. He had only ever seen extremes, so he believed them to be true. He wanted to be like the police officers who protected the weak from those who would do them harm. From then on, his goals centered around law enforcement despite the side eyeing his peers would give him for that goal. His fervor for obeying rules caused kids his age to shun him for being uptight or a killjoy. At that point, he didn't really care. His quiet nature as a younger child had prevented him from making friends earlier on, and he didn't see a need to make any now. Especially since so many were keen on disregarding rules when it suited them.

As he got older and continued his studies, he also made a point of visiting the station house to get better acquainted with the people who worked there. When most of them stared at him like they had seen a ghost, he finally asked the one that had saved him about it. There he was told that he was a dead ringer for his father when the man was younger. All he was missing was a beard. Apparently his father was wanted for multiple charges of varying severity. Horrified, Terjon left to consider his options. He had the picture in his hands, and he decided to do whatever he could to change the likeness. From then on, he started growing his hair out, and when puberty allowed for facial hair, he shaved it right off. Plastic surgery wasn't an option for him, but simply changing hairstyles handled what he needed. School went well, and he was able to get into the police academy. There he studied the laws with a strong fervor, and he eagerly participated in all the classes. He graduated at the top of his class, and he was assigned to work around a smaller town. His enthusiasm and optimism is heavily tempered when the shadow pokemon incident happened. People hid themselves behind the law and abused their power to do horrible things to humans an Pokemon alike. His cynicism when dealing with other people, including fellow officers, sky rocketed. He became harsher and didn't want to give leeway when he had his hands on a criminal. He never went out of his way to physically harm the people he caught, but his words were often cruel in their bluntness. He wasn't going to yield and allow people like Cipher to flourish again.  

It was an average day when he caught a random thief trying to skip town with goods Terjon knew came from one of the local churches. He was incensed when he figured out which church the items were from. The priest who ran that church was a man that even Terjon had to admit was good, but Terjon fully believed the man naive and foolish for his trusting nature when it came to ex-convicts. However, he never wished the man harm, and the idea of someone taking advantage of the priest's trust filled him with righteous fury. The thief tried to lie and say the items had been a gift, but Terjon knew better. Even though he didn't believe it, Terjon dragged him back to the church to speak to the priest. He wasn't sure if he was more dumbfounded or angry when the priest instead argued that the thief had been correct. He didn't miss the thief's jaw drop and wide-eyed stare. However, the more he tried to argue the point, the  more the priest insisted. Even though he didn't want to, he had to let the thief go. However, he gave them both a knowing glare, and the church was watched for several weeks afterwards. Terjon couldn't believe what happened despite practically watching it happen. The cunning thief shed his old persona and had become a decent citizen. He had other things he had to attend to, but just from passing by, he could see the outward changes. He didn't believe them. This "Vitaly" had betrayed the priest's trust once already. It was only likely he would do it again later. When he had finally gotten reports about the assassin ring bust a few towns over, he vaguely wondered at the timing of this stranger's sudden appearance and the fact that there was apparently at least one more assassin on the run. Unfortunately, he could do nothing to connect these threads beyond circumstantial evidence. However... When going through old abduction cases, one of the missing children's eyes gave him pause before he shook it off.

Then Pokemon and humans were getting sick left and right with the Pokemon coming back from the dead to attack anything that moved. Once he heard tales of Pokemon getting sick, he quickly put all of his Pokemon in their Pokeballs until he could get more information. Everything went into chaos. Order was hard to keep as people turned on each other and ran. Evacuations were held and he tried to help his fellow officers organize people to get away. People and Pokemon died under their watch despite everything, and the end result of people getting to safety was pitifully small. Then there came a hard realization. Pokemon were completely forbidden to take on the evacuation routes. People just hadn't told him, and he had kept his Pokemon in their balls for most of the time. However, once that was found out, he was given a choice. Shoot his Pokemon dead, leave them in their balls and abandon them, or leave the group. Duty dictated that he should continue helping the people. But he couldn't abandon his Pokemon. To the shock and relief of the people, he promptly grabbed his bag of supplies and walked off. It didn't show, but his thoughts were scattered at the dilemma. He knew what he should have done. What would have been more lawful. But he chose what he felt was right instead, and the growing realization that he did that with such little thought horrified him. Was he truly any different from the criminals and corrupt officers he loathed? He had tried to become stone, and it turned out that there had been a crack where his Pokemon were involved. Surviving in the harsh desert thankfully ate most of his time for the first few days; it allowed him to simply not think of the implications. He almost religiously maintained a routine for himself, and despite no longer being around many other humans, he faithfully kept up his neat appearance. As he travels, he hopes to find another community that he can aid. Even if he is defective.
Accent It is carefully neutral. He possesses a deep voice.
Appearance Terjon is the epitome of an intimidating figure, and he does nothing to dissuade people of this. He is tall, gruff, and generally wears a frown. Before the apocalypse started, he was also known for having an impeccable appearance, and even afterwards, he still maintains a level of neatness most wouldn't expect. The only thing people would think as odd about his appearance is his long grey hair. It makes him look far older than he is, and it is aided with his frown lines. The hair is usually kept in a braided ponytail that he keeps under the collar of his heavy coat. His icy blue eyes are almost predatory, and he's often referred to as having eagle eyes. He wears a navy button up shirt and pants under the long coat. He wears riding boots mostly for ease of travel, though they're getting a little too worn for his liking.  
Religion He doesn't really believe in a specific god. It's more appropriate to say that he believes in the idea that those who are good will be rewarded in the afterlife, while those who are evil will be punished. Exactly who doles this out isn't that important to him.
Personality -Stern
-Stoic
He isn't very open with his emotions, and doesn't really talk about them with anyone.
-Believes in routine
Faithfully. It's one of the few ways he can maintain order now.
-Stubborn
Bullheaded to a fault.
-Honest
He doesn't like lying and will avoid it whenever possible. If he isn't in the mood to talk about something, he will let you know instead of lying about it.
Caveat: no, not always honest with himself
-Blunt
He doesn't believe in dancing around issues, and he doesn't have the patience to either.
-Very powerful belief in the good of the law
He firmly believes that law and order is what is best for people. Without it, people can do whatever they please, and that often leads to hurting other people.
-Doesn't get emotionally attached to most people
Due to his work, he didn't get attached because of the off chance they would try to manipulate him.
-Protective
In the end, his belief in the law is grounded in the idea that it should protect people, and since he is a servant to the law, then he should protect others.
He actually doesn't like killing if he can help it because of this.
-Hates those who abuse their positions to hurt others
-Fair
If you want an unbiased person to rule on something, he will weigh options equally and give you what he thinks is best.
-Wants to do the right thing
-Wants to prove to others and himself that he's not evil like his parents.
-Cynical
This is what happens when you consistently see the worst in people.
Wary of people supposedly changing for the better or peace barters.
-Really unfamiliar with people being nice to him because they actually like him.
-Feels like he has lost his purpose, but his Pokemon depend on him so he keeps trying.
-Not very in tune with his emotions and doesn't know how to handle other people's
-There is a modicum of kindness in there, but his Pokemon are the only ones likely to see it. They also just know him better and know how to properly read his actions.
-Conflicted
Everything was so clear cut before he truly had the dilemma of what was right and what was his duty. He's not sure how to handle this dilemma beyond trying to ignore it, however as time goes on, the thoughts keep spiralling downwards.
Affiliations Vitaly- He apprehended Vitaly after the smaller man tried to abscond with several valuable items from a church. He didn't buy the priest's cover story, but he couldn't do anything. He was certain that Vitaly was a viper simply waiting to strike, and so Terjon kept an eye on the priest and him through the years.
User Notes -His name listed here is not his birth name. He got it legally changed as soon as he was able. I wasn't sure how to fit that into the history rip, but his original name was his father's name.
-This is a human version of this character
-I wasn't going to do this and then Day Lycanroc happened.
-Enjoys stargazing, and has a powerful interest in astronomy. May or may not have a passing knowledge of astrology too, but he will deny this if outright asked.
-I know that Orre has a port town, but I can't remember the name off hand. Ill fix that later if I need to mention it.
-The only reason his mother kept him was because his father was paying her to. If not for that, she likely would have dumped him somewhere.
-Despite his considerable experience with a gun, he really really hates using it.

    Current date/time is Mon Nov 20, 2017 9:18 pm