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Birthday: July 1
Characteristic: Highly Curious
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Rocket was born and raised in the streets of Castelia City. She attented school and was one of the brightest, but she preferred to spend her time running through the city with her gang then sitting in a classroom. Her family were unaware of her vandilasm and destruction around the city, they were pretty oblivious and figured their daughter would never be part of so crowd. In fact they often praised her for not being a delinquent, which just made Rocket even more so. Though Rocket whished they would pay more attention, she couldn't complain much. Life was more than ideal, running from authority, destroying property, sneaking on rival gangs, and stealing from all the penthouses in the city. It didn't last long, especially when Rocket starting hearing about a deadly flu sweeping throughout the world. The government promised them a cure which quickly backfired. Castelia City was falling into chaos and everyone was panicking, when Rocket and her gang went around there was no one to stop them.
Rocket realized it was time for something more organized, something that would use everyone's hysteria for a larger purpose. It was time to riot against the big medical companies and the goverments that gave their citizens a death sentence. Gangs gathered from around the city, including Rocket's, and planned to take on the soldiers sent to keep control. Everyone geared up protecting themselves with masks, googles, makeshift weapons. The crowd gathered with almost 1,000 to face the heavily armed officers, then suddenly everyone was blinded by thick smoke or actually gas. But the gangs were ready and ran through the smog to face sticks, tasers, guns, and anything else the soldiers had. The other poke in the city watched on, some laughing at their pointless riot, while some joined in. The fight lasted several hours, with poke being scattered and apprehended everywhere. At one point Rocket and a few members of other gangs were backed into a corner. There was no way everyone would escape, and if they somehow did other authorities would soon cuff them. Rocket weighed her options and quickly lunged onto one of the soldiers. This gave the poke she was trapped with the chance to escape, which they hesistantly took. It was a risky move which ended costing Rocket a lot. Her eye protection was ripped off and was gassed in her right side. Another officer joined in and clawed deep into her thigh, leaving a heavy scar and disfigured tendons. Everything after that attack was lost as Rocket only remembers waking up on cold concrete with an almost blind right eye, a limp in her left leg that would never quite go away, and finally a fresh tattoo of her new label.
In prision, Rocket was alone. The soldiers were at least smart enough to not put all the gangs in the same prision; after all they could just get organized again. Rocket being one of the leaders was especially made sure she wouldn't come into contact with the gangs including hers. She spent a couple months in prision, which felt like years as Rocket dreaded being alone. She spent her time fighting with herself, trying to decide if letting the others escape and her be captured was really worth it. However, In the end she always concluded it was worth it. Her break came when the countries fell more quickly than anyone imagined, and soon the prisons had no gaurds left to keep the convicts. Rocket easily slipped away from the prision, the the outside world felt even more entrapping. She had heared from inside the prision the only city left that sounded a little promising was Goldenrod. Rocket just had the single objective of finding her gang, the only thing she really cares for. So she headed for Goldenrod and was grouped into the Convicts, where she quickly took the role of a spy. This would allow her to sneak into different groups maybe some knowing where the gangs who rioted in Castelia where at.
Rocket is your natural leader, who doesn't get pushed around. And while she's extremely stubborn, she's even more so curious about everything. It might be why she did very well in school and why she loved the streets because it gave her freedom to explore. Rocket loves to joke around and is often very blunt. She won't be afraid to speak up, even if it might hurt someones feelings it could also come in handy. Rocket secretly likes being petted and picked up, but never admits it. Rocket can also switch up moods quickly and can keep a good poker face. Rocket also has a bad tendency of running away, not from fights or gangs but from individuals. Her biggest trait is her flirty tendency and crude humor, which is useful getting out of tough situations but has a tendency to backfire if someone takes Rocket too seriously. Though Rocket might have a charm, it's very limited as she's very tomboyish.
Rocket spends a lot of her time sketching and studying. She's always loved art and has more spare time to go into depth with it. Also a bit of her nerdiness comes out, studying fighting and survival tactics from old school books. Rocket also goes out fishing and drives around when she can find a good car and a place not completely infested with zombies. Sometimes she'll wander into neighboring towns just to escape the tough convict life and spend some time exploring.
Likes and Dislikes:
Rocket likes making jokes, wandering around, listening to music, and ice cream. Rocket enjoys eating but she really can't resist ice cream. She likes tanktops and shorts though she wears camo pants to have more protection from bites and to hide her large scar. Rocket loves the heat and pouring rain. Rocket also likes to swim from time to time, it helps out her limp. She likes snow too but just the snow itself not the freezing winter. Along with the cold weather, she hates heights and greasy foods. Rocket feels like even though food is pretty limited she rather starve a couple of days then have some deep fried pizza. Rocket is also picky with her allies, she won't tolerate anyone who boosts too much or is too proud for their own good. She also doesn't like girls who are too preppy, thankfully there arent many left in this infected world. She likes anyone who is honest and can back up whatever they blurt out, and also has a soft spot for poke' who remind her of her little brother. But she absouletely can't deal with toodlers or babies.
- 3 thick black stripes tattoo along back
- Large scar inside left thigh
- Chevrolet seat belt belt
- 1 red eye, 1 yellow eye
- Only 5'2''
- Evolved without whips on arms
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