PKMN-Zaphary app Jason

Name: Jason

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Species: Pikachu

Nature: Bold

Summary Characteristic: Capable of taking hits

Class: Fighter

Edition: Regular

Accessories: Blue Collar

History:

A poor family lived fairly happily together. They were low on money, but that wasn't enough to get their spirits down. That's because with the money they could make was able to make the daughter happy. She loved making her own toys from fabric, but with the little money they had, she didn't make very many. This meant that each toy she made was no less special to her no matter how many new toys she made.

This little girl was my creator. My name is Jason. When this girl made me, I immediately felt right at home. She would play with us toys day in and day out. I remember one time she accidentally made a tear in my arm and she got so upset. She got out her sewing materials and as she worked on my arm, she told me how 'toy surgery' was done. It hurt a little at first, but when she finished, I felt brand new again.

There was also this one night that she took me to bed with her so I could scare away the monsters that would come for her in the middle of the night. Of course, I felt afraid myself, but I didn't want to see her get scared. The only problem was, I was just a toy and I couldn't move no matter how badly I wanted to scare away anything that would threaten her.

When morning came, she woke up and thanked me for keeping her safe. She hugged me so snuggly, it made me feel like I had a beating heart. Soon after, she gave me a gift. It was a blue collar to signify that I belonged to her. To be honest, it was my favorite color. She put it around my neck and whispered in my ear. "You're my favorite toy, but don't tell the others I said that."

Later that day, we went to the park like every other week. She took me everywhere with her and I didn't want to leave her side. However, she put me down and told me not to move as if I had a choice. She said she would pick some flowers just for me. I didn't quite understand why, but I still couldn't do anything about it. She finished and I saw her come back with the most beautiful flowers I've ever seen. I was glad that she was coming back. That is, until they came.

Her parents said they needed to go now and they didn't even bother letting her fetch me. I saw her face as she was carried off and I never wanted to see such sorrow on anyone's face ever again. It was just so painful to sit there and watch.

I sat there for hours simply being passed by until someone came and picked me up. I recognized him as the park manager. "Lousy kids leaving their toys around for me to deal with." He said as he headed towards a building labeled 'Lost and Found' and I saw this as a ray of hope to see the girl again.

I was tossed into a bin marked for toys and there didn't seem to be any. I was alone tonight. I dreaded the thought of the girl being alone tonight as well. I wasn't there to protect her and I personally knew she wouldn't have any of her other toys as trusted as I was with that job. I so desperately wanted to return to her so I could help her feel safe.

The next morning, I heard the voice of the park manager and some other person. Moments later, I was taken out of the bin and placed on the counter and what I saw was not what I was hoping for. The girl wasn't anywhere around. She was never able to come back to the park two days in a row. Coming to the park was a 'special treat' for her.

The man took me and he stuffed me into a bag with, surprisingly, other toys. What was this man doing with so many toys stuffed in a bag? A couple hours later, we arrived at a strange building that I've never seen before.

When we were inside, I had discovered the horrifying truth to why he had so many toys. He was just one of a group of people who were doing strange things to toys. I could have sworn I saw some move that weren't supposed to be able to.

I was quickly put through the same experiments the others were, and they were terrible. I had a feeling things like this are what my creator was afraid of if not worse things.

I was scared. I have been given the ability to blink, talk, even move. I had even developed sharp teeth, but I didn't want to hurt anyone unless I needed to, so I kept them secret. Since I was taken here, days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and tomorrow was the day that I would be here for a year. Today, I was going to be put through a test that I had overheard from two of the scientists that they were working on something different and I was their guinea pig. I was really scared now. I wanted to break out of there, but I knew that if I tried that, I wouldn't last out there alone.

So, since I couldn't do a thing, I was forced to go through with the experiment they had in store for me. I was fed up with the experiments this past year, so I bit down as hard as I could on the man's hand and he screamed to my pleasure of hearing. I didn't see what the big deal was. I 'only' made his hand bleed.

"Oh, ya think that's funny, do ya? Well, we'll see who's laughing after this." The other man put on a glove, pinned me down where I couldn't bite him, took out a bottle, and started to spray me.

At first, I was thinking this guy was kidding. He's going to spray me with water? However, I immediately found out that it wasn't water at all and I felt like a voodoo doll being pierced by a thousand needles at once per spray.

When he was finished torturing me, I glared up at him trying to intimidate him, but I didn't even so much as phase him. "Spray him some more. He's gotta pay harshly for what he did to me!" Said the man with the bite mark.

"Calm down. I think he's learned his lesson. If you want, you can spray him yourself tomorrow. Let's get that hand of yours taken care of." I knew I would have loved to 'take care' of it.

The two men left leaving me on the table unable to do anything about what was in store for me tomorrow. What could I do except give him another bite? I didn't know what to do from here.

Later that evening, I heard a commotion going on and I found out that there was a 'prison break' happening. I knew one thing for sure, I was not going to miss out on an opportunity like this. I jumped down from the table and I collapsed because a little bit of the pain from the spray still lingered, but I was still able to kep up with the escapees. In my opinion about that place, good riddance!

(sorry it was so long )

Hobbies:

Ever since Jason could move, by day he looks out to the flowers remembering that day he was lost, by night he gazes up at the stars.

Whenever he's alone, Jason hones his fighting skills to make up for his size (considering he's one of the smallest in the village if he gets accepted).

Moveset:

Bite

Quick Attack

Double Team

Thunder Bolt

Key info:

Jason endured that extremely painful spray, so he knows what really hurts.

Jason picked up a valuable skill when he was with the girl who created him. He learned how to sew, making him capable of healing stitchable toys even though that's the collectors' job.

Although, Jason doesn't really like to fight most of the time, he will defend himself and others if necessary.

Because he trains himself whenever he's alone, he's not to be underestimated regardless of his size.

Currently going out with Candii the shiny zangoose <3