Adult – Mid Twenties
Fire Spin, Confuse Ray, Protect (TM), Flamethrower (TM)
Often Lost in Thought
National Dex No./Species;
#038 Ninetales / The Fox Pokémon
Some legends claim that each of its nine tails has its own unique type of special mystical power.
Never knowing his parents, René’s egg was sold to a young man living in Montmartre, Paris, the kindly human working as a waiter in the world famous cabaret, The Moulin Rouge. Despite initial concerns with allowing a pokémon in the prestigious establishment, the vulpix was eventually permitted to stay, the owner soon realizing that he had made an excellent choice the moment the egg had hatched.
A bundle of fluff, René was always an excitable but obedient kit, totally smitten with the colourful, energetic world that he had been brought into. The music, the dancing – the fire-type adored life at The Moulin Rouge, quickly establishing himself as a member of the family. The performers adored the youngster, regularly lavishing him with all the attention he could possibly ask for, ensuring that he grew into a domesticated, friendly creature as years passed. His proud owner reared him well, restricting the curious kit to the cabaret to keep him safe, save the occasional trip into the surrounding, bustling streets of the region – however, it was ultimately a group effort. The entire organization had come to know and love René, everyone eager to form their own bond with the endearing child and thus everyone chipped in with his upbringing. Unsurprisingly, the vulpix aged into a charming, amiable youth.
Having always held a strong passion for music and dance, René’s adoration only strengthened with time as his interests spanned to art, literature, nature and the incredible beauty of women. He adhered to all the traditional values of the Romantic Movement, living in the moment in a simple world where beauty and joy would always reign superior. There was no need for violence or dispute in the vulpix’s life, and that was exactly the way he intended it to stay. Living as a bohemian, René was soon set to pull his weight in the cabaret, bestowed with several simple tasks to keep the nights flowing fluently. He didn’t complain, in fact, he actively enjoyed helping the organization, greeting each night with a smile on his face. He spent the majority of his time divided between collecting tips from the many visitors, acting as a teddy bear for performers in need of some comfort, and occasionally, blessed with a few minutes on stage during intervals. René adored every moment, knowing that there was always something new waiting the following day.
At the equivalent of sixteen years, René underwent a few weeks of intensive training – The Moulin Rouge’s owner intending to make use of the vulpix as a bodyguard in the event of acquiring any particularly rowdy guests. Of course, the youth was willing to help in any way he could, obediently following his orders in his very first battle. He soon realized that he had severely underestimated his abilities. Whilst he had the potential to become a fearsome, powerful opponent, René’s sensitivity would not permit it. He couldn’t stand the violence, condemning it as meaningless and twisted, thus was set in his decision that he would not change his beliefs for the sake of a promotion. Although disappointed at his stubbornness, René’s human had expected the vulpine’s behaviour, instead addressing a number of vitamins and TMs to ensure that his companion would still be welcome in the building. Even without the physical boost, the vulpix would have returned to open arms.
In the years that followed, René’s life continued fairly blissfully. He kept his residence at The Moulin Rouge, whipping up a few threatening flames to provide sufficient security against any unwelcome faces, whilst only strengthening his many, intricate relationships with the humans that he had grown to love. For his twentieth birthday, the vulpix was presented with a fire stone, fuelling his evolution into a handsome ninetales. Ecstatic as his transformation, the vulpine was also treated to reading lessons from a pair of can-can girls whom he was particularly close to. The duo knew of the canine’s incredible passion for literature and intended to do him a great favour in teaching him how to understand French script. Though he would often struggle with more complicated vocabulary, René was otherwise overjoyed at his new ability, always eager to develop his knowledge of the world of the arts. But whilst his love for books flourished, René’s first and only true love was the city he called home, Paris.
Sadly, the bliss had to come to an end. In the prime of his life, René was distraught to learn that his human had chosen to quit his job and leave France to settle down with his childhood sweetheart living in the Hoenn region. Heartbroken to abandon the life he adored, the goodbyes that followed were emotional, mentally crippling, as René vowed that one day, he would return.
Reluctantly accompanying his human to the foreign world known as Hoenn, René was a bundle of nerves. Whilst a certain part of him yearned for the excitement of a brand new land, the many new faces he would come to love – the ninetales knew that he could never replace Paris. However, on arrival, René was soon enlightened that the contrast between his home and reality was far more startling than he’d expected.
Reared in a world lost to the Jazz Age, René was devastated to discover that everything he had known was a lie. Restricted to the old-fashioned building of the cabaret, listening to only the classic jazz records, witnessing the cuisine and culture of the past – his fantastical life was now put in perspective, the real world hideously dull in comparison. The humans relied on motor cars, complicated technologies to enjoy life – there was no love, no passion. But what concerned the ninetales most was the fighting. Pokémon battles were regular, wholesomely accepted spectacles of violence; and half the time, the humans were no better – it disgusted him. Lost in a time that he didn’t belong in, René quickly fell into a deep depression. The canine’s usually upbeat, contagiously joyful demeanour was gone; the love sapped from his existence as his human found a happiness with his wife. Everything the fire-type loved was back in Montmartre.
As the months crawled by, René’s state only worsened. His outlook on life was becoming increasingly bleak, the canine spending most of his days in the confinement of the family home, knowing that a world he didn’t know lay beyond. He soon contracted a violent case of tuberculosis, his energy gone as he frequently began coughing up blood. His human controlled the illness through medication, but there was no telling how long René would last. He had almost entirely lost the will to live – his inspiration, his passions robbed from him, even his precious books remained back at the cabaret. Sadly, things only worsened. The epidemic soon hit.
The city was swarmed with the monsters, no human spared as they effectively wiped out the once thriving population. René was lucky to have escaped the bloodbath alive, managing to flee into the surrounding foliage as his latest abode burnt to the ground. The nightmarish sight had terrified the canine, forcing him into the forests as he contemplated what was to be done. Without his medication, the ninetales’ illness was permitted to flourish, proving more and more severe as the weeks passed. In this time, René realized that despite the dire world around him, he was not going to simply roll over and die. He was young – incredibly sickly, but a young gentleman nonetheless. Whilst he wanted nothing more than to return to his beloved Paris, René knew that realistically, it was impossible. Determined to find beauty and love in Hoenn, René has since travelled the land, desperate to reawaken his passions and make the most of the little time he has left.
Although average in size and coloration, René is a particularly handsome ninetales. Blessed with a masculine build and attractive facial structure, the canine has broken many hearts in the past and it’s easy to see why – he’s gorgeous. There is a boyish youth about the creature, his eyes a vivid, emerald green and always alight with passion. But despite his striking appearance, René is by no means vain. His fur is in pristine condition, silky to the touch and rich in colour – carefully groomed throughout his life by the staff of The Moulin Rouge to ensure that he remains as equally as beautiful as the famed establishment he called home.
However, in recent months, René’s tuberculosis has wracked his health. He has lost an amount of weight, his face gaunt as dark circles flourish beneath his piercing eyes. The fur around his mouth is often flecked with red, betraying his tendency to cough up blood. René also wears a crimson, silk scarf about his neck – a leaving gift from the can-can girls. Although the material is mainly untouched, the ends are somewhat tatty.
- A devoted Romantic, René is passionate in his utter adoration for the arts – ranging from fine art and music to poetry and literature. He is awed by the beauty of nature, always one to stop and admire the scenery on his travels. The canine literally lives to love, fascinated with women and the simple, natural pleasures of life. He is adamant in his beliefs that modern technologies detract the quality of life, certain that the route to happiness is found in other people and the natural world, thus has very little understanding of current culture and trends. René is unwilling to accept this new world, fall into the typical lifestyle of a common drone, and religiously follows the bohemian values he was raised on.
- Always a gentleman, the ninetales is blessed with astounding manners. He speaks eloquently in both French and English, a charming smile on his face as he only aims to please. Exceedingly polite, René has been around people all his life and thus has good social skills, utterly at ease in a crowd of strangers. However, he has a certain soft spot for the ladies. Never vulgar, René’s natural charm flourishes in the company of women as he habitually bombards them with compliments, awed by the natural beauty despite having little to no desire to form a relationship.
- Practically ripped out from 1920s Paris, René is a complete stranger to the modern world. He is incredibly naïve of the advances in technology, the various current cultures and interests of the generation, and from what he has seen, he is less than pleased with reality. He finds Hoenn complicated, struggling to understand why humans glorify and accept violence, whereas genuine love and joy is becoming increasingly difficult to find. He is very much an outsider, considered peculiar due to his total lack of knowledge about what many would consider normal – old-fashioned in the extreme.
- René has an extremely short attention span, especially when confronted with a completely new environment. It is not uncommon for him to stroll past to fawn over a particularly inspiring sight in mid-sentence, completely abandoning conversation to fully engross himself in the beauty that delights him best. His curiosity spans to more knowledgeable pursuits as well, the canine becoming alike to an excitable child when his interest is piqued on a certain subject.
- Despite his incredible ability to love, there is one thing René hates with an equal passion, violence. Exceedingly non-confrontational, the canine cannot fathom the need to cause dispute and harm, physical or otherwise. He finds the concept of pokémon battles especially loathsome, condemning participants as barbaric. When people try to argue his point, René’s passionate anger is revealed. He is surprisingly stubborn, unafraid to speak for what he believes in – but under no circumstances, would he ever resort to violence.
- His passion also regularly manifests itself in incredible joy and optimism, as well as sorrow. Heartbroken to be so distant from Montmartre, René’s sadness is heightened at the bleak world the epidemic has transformed an already foreign land into. He’s extremely sensitive to the destruction and most importantly the corpses. Squeamish, the ninetales’ is often moved to tears at such horrific sights, his sensitivity flourishing as he instinctively sympathises with the deceased – knowing that it will be only so long before he joins them.
- René has an admirable determination to salvage any sort beauty and joy in the epidemic world, however masks his concerns with an optimistic, outgoing demeanour. In reality, René is scared – utterly terrified of death. The canine is fully aware that his illness is past control, knowing that he has a few weeks at best before he succumbs to the pain. His tragic story is only heightened at the impossibility to die in the place that he loves best, Paris – thus, fuelling his struggle to make the most of what time has left.
- Adopted from Snitch
- - René’s first language is French; however, he is very well-spoken in the English language as well, though struggles with pronunciation of certain words. Mainly a tourist attraction nowadays, the cultural diversity of The Moulin Rouge’s visitors meant that René quickly built up a vague understanding of the common vocabulary of a handful of European languages (namely Italian, German and Spanish). Noticing his knack for learning foreign language, René was extensively taught to understand English for over ten years by the staff of The Moulin Rouge. He was also taught how to read basic French.
- The ninetales is a fairly gifted singer, though he has never really had the opportunity to demonstrate his talent. He can often be caught quietly singing or humming songs from the cabaret to himself. His favourite music genre is jazz - the singer Louis Armstrong holds a special place in his heart.
- René knows he’s dying; scared of the prospect of death as well as dying alone. Despite his powerful passion for beauty and life in general, the ninetales has never experienced true love – something he is utterly desperate to feel before his time runs out.
- René’s character was heavily inspired by the film ‘Midnight in Paris’ and is very loosely based off the Romantic poet, John Keats. <3
La Vie En Rose - Louis Armstrong