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welcome to the shit show, please buy your tickets at the stand and prepare for the biggest round of fuckery that this world has ever seen.[break][break] feel free to skip the reel and head down to the spark notes because i'm pretty sure most of you are just interested in what makes me tick rather than why i am the way i am. and for those of you who are still reading this, congratulations! you've successfully given a damn about someone else.[break][break]
now i know what you're thinking. he's absolutely vulgar and is probably going to turn out to be an asshole with a lot of parental issues. a common character trope with no substance what so ever. [break][break]interesting deduction sherlock, i am so glad that you and your group of watsons were able to deduce my entire life story in the matter of five seconds. but for the sanctity of reading the rest of this and learning more i am going to need you to pull the stick out of your ass and clear the crap from your eyes. [break][break]i'm not vulgar because i like it, i'm like this because it seems to be the only way people understand what i'm saying when i'm not getting on their level of ignorance.
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so let's start off with the negatives because no one likes to talk about their bad side. thankfully, i know the bad before i recognize the good which prepares me for disappointment. i have a mouth on me. i'm vulgar in language and i don't give a damn if it hurts someone's feelings so let's just add blunt on that list. i'm not going to conform to your rules because rules have only seemed to make a mindless slave out of people or give them a "justified" reason to hurt other people. [break][break]are there some rules that are necessary, hell yeah. [break][break]but it seems as though they only last until the mischievous step out of line and the rules become constricting to the point where no one can live by them.[break][break]
what is good for one isn't good for others but i digress.[break][break] personally, i wanna go out in battle than on my knees at someone else's feet. i'm rebellious, sarcastic, and stubborn as Professor Oak with his Pokedex giving strategy. born in the lap of luxury and torn between a family that was taking sides. i've dealt with the repercussions of my actions, hell i have a little girl looking up to me like i'm an idol. [break][break]
so there's gotta be something good about me if my presence can put a spark in her eyes. i might not be a great role model but i must be a good guy. [break][break]
as you can probably tell from the rant and large amounts of salt being poured, i like to get my thoughts out. i'm a outspoken kind of person. though this may also be a side effect of having my opinions snubbed or put down over the years. but wait till you get to my history for that commentary. anyway, for the good parts, i'm friendly. i'll talk to you as long as you talk to me. i don't like to keep all of this salt built up but it accumulates when the bullshit is high. and sometimes i just gotta say what is on my mind. now, even if i'm really blunt and i don't care what other people think about me, i'm gonna be honest with you. and that has put me on the wrong side of the fence. [break][break]hell i've been hung once because of it.[break][break]
i'm brave and i'm confident in my own skills. i found out during my youth that i didn't have time for insecurities and fears. and with people looking up to me, i couldn't show what i was battling with deep down. i run off instinct. i think that is called intuitive, maybe, maybe not. I usually know when something is wrong but i'm not gonna press unless the situation calls for it. not sure what to top all of this off with but i'm just gonna go out with a bang.[break][break]
this is gonna be lit.

virtues [break]outspoken, friendly, honest, brave, confident, intuitive
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sins [break] vulgar, blunt, stubborn, rebellious, sarcastic, mischievous

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crazy eights

Jericho Zedekiah Abraham Malborough was named after his father's eldest and second eldest brothers. The last of eight children amidst a warring family split between two factions. One wanting peace for Pokemon and trainers alike while the other wanted to further the safety for humans against Pokemon even if it meant extinguishing them. His siblings were older than him by a wide margin and tried to make time for him but with familial relations, Jericho wasn't a priority. The heads of the family were on opposite sides of the spectrum.
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His mother was the current gym leader of the Ormy Territories while his father was an executive employed with Imum at the time. Their marriage was steadily falling apart throughout the years and if not for Jericho, it may have died earlier than it did.[break][break]

(Hey, let me just interject here. My mom was forty-nine when she had me. Old, I know. And my dad was pushing up on fifty-three. Their relationship had been tanking ever since my older brother died. His name was Thomas. He was buried amidst all of the fighting and we're not sure where he is. Just a general area. I'll be honest, my mom didn't think that I was going to survive to see my first birthday. She was older when she was going through her pregnancy. Her health wasn't the best from all of the fighting that she's had to do and overall, it was a miracle that I'm even here. My dad on the other hand wasn't overjoyed about it at all. Meant another soldier to be turned against him. Heh. Dinner time was funny though.)
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It all fell apart as Jericho knew it would. With the passing of their second and third child, their marriage came to an end just as the war came to a halt. Jericho was a young boy at the time but he knew that something was wrong when his father no longer came home. His mother refused to take down the pictures of him. She wanted Jericho to know what his father looked like. To remember his face and see more of him than the letters that he'd send or the video chats that they'd have. The boy was steadily growing and even if his family wasn't together in a physical sense, he never felt warmer than when his mother's armed wrapped around him as his father spoke to him from another town far away. [break][break]
But the good things can't last forever. Their relationships was taking a never-ending downward turn as a new group arose. Parallax or Imum, as the people whispered to his mother when they thought he was fast asleep. His father joined them in an attempt to bring the group to glory and his mother was against it. She refused to allow him contact with Jericho. Forbade the little boy from taking his Charmeleon on a journey to see his father as well. Everything changed when his father demanded custody of their son. Wanting him to return to Irisia where he was born instead of staying in Eirenhyre. [break][break]
His mother refused and a fight ensued. They were fire and fire. Both causing the other's flames to rise higher. Deciding to forgo the legal battle, they wanted to settle it once and for all with their Pokemon. [break][break]

(Thinking back on it, dad may have been mocking mom the entire time. She was always passionate about her love for Pokemon and how she treated them like family. But back then, he only treated them as if they were tools. Mom wasn't going to stand by that and it would've been worse if she just let him take me back to Irisia without her permission. I actually was going back and forth for some time because they worked out an agreement for my sake. What a load of crap that turned into. I'll save you a trip back into memory lane. Mom used her Charizard while dad used his Venusaur. They started fighting and I got in the way, was almost shot through the back by a Flamethrower attack. Dad managed to get me out of the way with Venusaur's vines.[break][break]
First time I ever heard him call my name when the darkness set in.[break][break]
I never mentioned this before but the little girl I was talking about is my niece. She's only two years younger than me, the daughter of my one of my sisters. We were the best of friends despite me being her uncle. I remember her red face when I woke up. Apparently, there was a third degree burn on my back. It would leave a scar for the rest of my life but I'd live. My mom wasn't there when I woke up and my dad was nowhere to be found. I wondered how I healed so quickly. Found out the answer later. [break][break]
Wren, thanks for being there for me.)[break][break]

NINETY-NINE

His mother wanted him to stay with his father for some time. She wouldn't tell him why but said that she'd see him from time to time. Being enrolled in school was one thing, but having to gussy up and pretend that he was one of the prim and proper was another. Jericho soon understood why he had to stay with his father. Though it wasn't through the way that one would want to. A fight broke out on his third day of school which resulted in him meeting a boy who would become his oldest friend and blood brother.
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(Dad experimented on me. That's the easiest way to put this. The burn wasn't going to heal properly since the attack was done by a Pokemon instead of ordinary fire. There was a chance that it would've burned through me so he just did it. I thought maybe that was proof that he loved me enough to not want me to die there and then. But what use is a soldier when they're not in commission. He did it so that he could prove that it was possible and I was just a viable resource.[break][break]
I found out during that fight. I blacked out. Ended up giving the kid a lot more than what I bargained for. Nothing happened though. No expulsion, no warnings. The kid even transferred from our school. Dad must've hushed them up but he told me to control myself.[break][break]
Fuck that.)
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The boy's name was James Silph and the girl they met later was Harper Thorne.
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(Good ol' James. My buddy. A brother from another mother. A lot of people in our class said that we didn't fit next to one another. There was something different about James and I but it didn't matter to me. He was the closest thing that I had to family when Wren wasn't around. But then he met her and everything changed. Women are beautiful and sweet and their very existence can make a man lose his mind. I didn't understand it at first until I saw her. Whispers through the grapevine brought me to her and I saw when James approached her. Arceus knows, I wish he hadn't because maybe we wouldn't be where we were now.[break][break]
I fell in love at first sight. Never believed in that shit before. I admit that at first I only loved her for her looks and then I fell for the mask that she wore. Deep down, I wondered if I liked her because she was like me. Trapped in a role that was built for her before she even knew who she was.[break][break]
James spent less time around me. Harper seemed to engulf his every thought.[break][break]
Infatuated with my brother's first love who was mine as well. Wren's parents died in the same time frame. The timing was awful, but I think you could tell.[break][break]
Damn, I'm cursed.)[break][break]

The news came quickly. A call to the headmaster's office where his father was seated with his head in his hands. Jericho wondered what he had done this time but instead he was granted with a few days off school. Another funeral to attend, and another family member slain.[break][break]

(I took a few days off school. Fuck it, Wren needed me. I never saw her cry so much. Asking me where her parents went. When would they come back and why did they leave her. I didn't know any of the answers. My voice was still cracking at the time and I was growing hair finally in the right places. I was interested in girls and guys, and my hormones were going nuts. How do you explain to a little kid what death means when you're not even sure about yourself.[break][break]
I did my best though. Her aunt and uncle on her dad's side weren't pleased with me. Tried to give me a warning but Wren is apart of my family. I was with her before she even learned how to walk, so they could sit down and shut up.[break][break]
I remember the video chats. How her tone of voice seemed less her and more like someone else. If they hurt her --)
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Harper and James were getting closer and Jericho found that even if he trailed behind, he didn't fit into their equation. He found solace with the misfits. Whispers of the Republic and what they could do. Rebelling against the "popular crowd". He was regaled for his strength and ability to fight off bullies. Evading trouble as though he was untouchable. There were some who called Jericho a living NIGHTMARE or the BEAST. [break][break]

(James and Harper fit together, they said. When they didn't need me around or I was just taking up space, I'd go off with my own friends. We'd gamble for cash. Get in fights with kids from other schools. Mess around. My excuse was because I was young. I didn't care about anything else besides just having a bit of fun. The reality didn't set in until my dad came to and said that I needed to put my "talents" to good use.[break][break]
They wanted to me be her bodyguard. It monopolized some of my time but I was able to talk to Harper and she was different. [break][break]
I liked it. [break][break]
If I told James back then, there's no chance that he'd like me.)
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They were engaged to be married and he went along with it like anything else. [break][break]
But nothing lasts.[break][break]

(Hey, narrator. Can we just end this already?[break][break]
I'm getting tired and telling them all the gritty details is only gonna make for a terrible evening.)
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DIPLOMAT

Harper ran away. The news came to Jericho when he left for his time off. Visiting his mother in Eirenhyre and listening to what she had to say, he had to take a call. They told him that something went wrong. Harper was gone and James was distraught. He made his way back to Irisia as quickly as possible. Tried to assess the situation as best as he could but everything had already fallen apart. [break][break]

(I watched the tape, James. I saw what you did to that guy. I couldn't believe it at the time. My dad defended you. Said that something must've happened and he was going to do another background check. I wasn't convinced. I needed to know and I wanted to ask you but when I did, you blew up at me. [break][break]
You blamed me.[break][break]
It was the first fight that I ever experienced with you and I realized that I lost you a long time ago. And if we stood together any longer, you were going to see a part of me that would eat you alive.[break][break]
You were always and you'll always be my brother James. Even if you've turned into a megalomaniac with an obsession over a girl that didn't want you in the beginning.[break][break]
I saw the way she looked at you. [break][break]
Did you even notice that you were the one she was running from?)[break][break]

Jericho's mother was stepping down. He agreed to take her place if the Association would approve of him. Being in Parallax's territory for so long, he had to prove himself to them but her word seemed to hold enough credibility on its own. He was brought in as Ormy Territories' Gym Leader and when he had time, would search for Harper.[break][break]
He wasn't aligned with the Association. Not outright. The Republic would always have his loyalty. The middle ground to a never ending battle of "right" versus "wrong".
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CHASE THE ACE

Two years passed since Harper's disappearance and his falling out with James.[break][break]
(I'm just going to interject here. I never found Harper by actively looking for her. I just stopped looking for her to be honest and if I did run across her then just my luck. I wanted to let it go. [break][break]
Some people think that you shouldn't forget your past and that's true.[break][break]
But I'm not going to let it consume me. James and Harper left me. Can't say that I'm not wondering why.)

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