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GARE-BEAR

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HE / HIM

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TWENTY-FIVE

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APRIL 1

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ANVILLE TOWN

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THE REPUBLIC

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LOYAL

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HETEROSEXUAL

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ADVENTURER

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( this is really, REALLY old, and totally non-canon now, but i'm experimenting with bio styles, and i'm also really lazy, so please enjoy this five-year-old post. )[break][break]

Ah, camping. Fun times. It took him back to days spent with his mother and father laying on their backs on sleeping bags as constellations with words he could never pronounce correctly were pointed out to him and the distant hum of bug-type Pokemon lulling them all the sleep. By this point in time, he practically considered himself the camping master, having spent at least ten years of his life traveling and doing this kind of activity almost every night. The only thing he had troubles with was putting up the darned tent; he never used any of those when he was alone, but he figured that Kalu would prefer them to sleeping under the sky and trees alone. He couldn't remember her ever vocalizing it – maybe she had offhandedly that he couldn't remember...? - but he figured it was better safe than sorry. Speaking of the brunette, she had started off into the woods with the company of her Absol – the one that hated him and made him want to soil himself sometimes – with the intent of gathering some of the native berries, leaving him to idly poke at the raging fire they'd gotten started about an hour ago and recall the last time he'd done anything similar with parents he hadn't seen in some time. What was the point of thinking about those days, though? As fun as they were, he was beginning to enjoy his new friend's company even better, which was, well, a massive accomplishment on its own. It was nice, thinking about how many more nights like this he'd get to spend with her.[break][break]

Garett had reached down to scratch as Midna, his Mightyena's chin when the girl returned, carrying a large quantity of blue-colored fruits with her. “Gar-bear, I got the berries like I said!” Grinning from ear to ear, he used the same hand to give her a little wave. He didn't get the time to respond, however, before she continued, “Oh, and can you tell Abosu he's gotta stop having those hunting fantasies? I'm starting to think he's going to do it one day.” He laughed a little too awkwardly as she sat down beside him on the log, leaf-colored eyes settling on said Pokemon instead as it snorted at the notion. Yeah. Going to start hunting. If only there wasn't a high probability that he'd end up on the receiving end of those claws some day, as well. “Uh, yeah, I don't think that he's going to listen to me if he won't listen to you...” 'Also, he totally hates me' is what he didn't say, but figured it was implied. He watched the Liepard and the Absol interact for a bit, musing at how they reacted to one another in such stark comparison to how comfortable his own Ponyta and Mightyena had grown with one another's company. Of course, he wasn't here to spend time with the Pokemon; he'd just started to turn his attention back to Kalu when she spoke up again.[break][break]

“Did you ever think of Pokemon eating other Pokemon, Gar-bear? 'Cause... I find it kind of weird. I mean, if we give them Pokemon food, who needs meat?” He prodded the flames again with his stick, using his free hand to rub his chin thoughtfully in his stupid “invisible beard” gesture. “Guess I haven't really thought of it too much. But, I mean, some Pokemon are carnivores or omnivores. There's only so much Poke'food can give 'em, right? Also, I think roasted Bidoof would tastes better than soggy pellets, but that might just be me,” the blonde added with a laugh, not entirely sure how comfortable he actually would be if he knew he was eating roasted Bidoof.

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>>> TL;DR

Dork with a hero complex. To say that Garett Heinrich hasn't seen “some crud” would be an absolute lie, but impossibly, his optimism is unshakable, and his desire for world peace overcomes all hardships that he has faced himself and has seen others still put through. His entire life has been driven, in fact, by the desire to help – to save Littens from trees, to help grandmothers cross busy streets, to apprehend criminals, and to tear down Imum where it stood. Such heroics have put a strain on his familial relations, but it's a small price to pay for the good he can do for the world. He would gladly martyr himself if only to make a person who's never known happiness feel it just once in their life. He would gladly lay his life down for Lyeant and its innocent lives. And so he's fought – he fights – and he will fight on still, until the end of his days, just as he always has.



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>>> FRIENDSHIP

Garett is a kind soul – as though that needs to be spelled out after that shpeel on martyrdom for the sake of humanity, haha – and a friendly one, the sort of guy you can trust to drive your wife-in-labor safely to the hospital or watch your kids for a month without worry while you go on vacation. No matter how full his schedule, no matter how down in the dumps he may seem, he'll go out of his way to give whatever aide is needed to whoever it is that may need it. It's self destructive behavior at worst, but it hasn't blown up in his face yet, so what reason does he have to stop? A large part of why he does this is purely out of the goodness of his heart – but then, there's also the fact that he feels some genuine regret for abandoning his family in what he was too foolish to realize was their time of need. Shame keeps him from returning, but he believes that if he can help everyone else where he could not help his own flesh and blood, maybe he can one day forgive himself for mistakes made in the past. Most would agree he's a delight to be around – always reliable, friendly and talkative when you need it but aware of when to back off when you don't – but his dedication to his work can be a little... extreme, and some of his antics are a bit too zany for the masses. He has many people he's friendly with, and quite a number he'd call his friends, but no one yet that he could pour his heart out to. Tragic.[break][break]

>>> HATESHIP

Wrong-doers, of course. He's the hero; if you're the villain, he'll strike you down. His world view can take a turn for the rather black-and-white in the area, regrettably, in that he believes that all laws should be abided by, and anyone who does not follow them for any reason at all is worthy of punishment, ranging from at least a slap on the wrist to, at worst (if you're an Imum) a sword through the gut. Good intentions do not make a bad act any less bad. Conversely, bad intentions can make a good act bad. Still, he's quick to forgive any prior criminal who would seek to denounce their ways, so long as said criminals did not hail from the highest ranks of Imum. He witnessed first-hand what they did, has nightmares yet of what he's seen, and has vowed to put an end to the existences that are Nymah Valkyrie and Lorelei Ackermann if no one else gets to them first. The grunts can be pardoned – some never even knew what they were doing until it was too late to leave – but anyone ranked higher than he, as an elite, knew exactly what was going on, and he will never forgive them for their crimes. From the viewpoint of any former member, as well, Garett and his two-timing ways played a key role in the downfall of the organization. He barely escaped with his life then, but to say that radicals who somehow escaped the eyes of the law do not wish him dead for his “betrayal” would be an absolute lie.[break][break]

>>> LOVESHIP

The only love he holds is for the blade. Okay, but in all seriousness, romance has always been an incredibly low priority on his list. Knights seem to have a way with damsels in distress, true, but the idea of settling down with someone in constant need of rescue is about as far from ideal as he can imagine. He's still save them, of course, but the ideal woman would always be someone who can fend for herself just fine – someone with good intentions and a strength of heart to rival his own. Romance, unfortunately, is a bit of a distraction to his heroic antics... and this spot's already plotted for. Sorry. C':[break][break]

>>> WANTED

Imums, Imums, Imums, Imums. Past, present, future, I don't care. I wanna FIGHT. And, frankly, they probably wanna fight him, so let's do it. Otherwise, he's a member of Omnicron's first team, so fellow Omnicron members would be nice: They can go on missions or just... avoid paperwork together........... I'd also love for him to come across a vigilante, particularly one with less lawful methods, so they can get into a fight over what's acceptable in the take down of crooks without a badge and police car. Aside from that, like... I dunno, if you wanna eat spaghetti out of a bag? Here's your guy.