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Name : Izzy the Zubat.
Game/Series: Pogletmonstah
Canon Point: UH. Current SBG canons.
Age & Grade Level: 14, Freshman.

Personality:
Izzy seems innocent enough when you first meet her. She's just some lanky kid that could really use a haircut and a bit of time in the sun. Okay maybe a lot of sun. At any rate, she seems completely harmless. But then she opens her mouth and lets loose the song that ends the Earth… No, really, once she opens her mouth you are DOOMED because she has SPOTTED YOU.

Didn't you know that Zubats are persistent?

Okay so she's not that bad. She can get pretty annoying at times, but she's definitely not pestering you cause she likes you or anything. Definitely not, and not even in that tsuntsun sort of way. No, Izzy isn't the type to get attached to people very easily. Not truly. The most important person in her life is herself, and it'd be best to never forget that if you ever find out. It's not like she's about to go announcing that. No, people don't tend to like the selfish ones.

She's a selfish, antagonizing, almost nasty little bat of a girl, but she's good at playing sweet and dealing her cards. When she's not being foul mouthed, at any rate. Izzy knows her weaknesses. She's a low level bat, common as all get out and trainers usually chew those sorts up for breakfast. The strongest survive. So she'll pretty much side up with whoever she'll think is going to win any particular situation that's going on, no matter who they are or what allegences they pledge. Izzy doesn't really give a damn, she's just fickle as hell. If you impress/intimidate/scare her, she's your girl! … At least for a little while.

While she's not above tricks or laughing at misfortunes (in fact she's pretty keen on these hobbies), and she can change her tune about you in a split of a second… Izzy's actually a really mellow kid. She goes with the flow and is not all that particularly high maintenance. Izzy is more than capable of keeping herself entertained, which is good because she's bound to find a good chunk of the student body to being boring sacks of protoplasm or the like. Sure they might look interesting to other folks, but that doesn't mean jack to the girl with no eyeballs ok. She'll just sit there and pluck at her guitar because its infinitely more interesting than the lot of you.

So up to this point it's been firmly established that one Izzy cares not for most people or things. This is a truth. And that is the one thing this bat holds dear. You can call her nasty and you can call her a sneak, but if there is one thing you can guarantee, it's that she is not and never will be a liar. The truth is on a pedestal above all else. It's her passion. More than anything else, she loves acquiring the real stories and facts about things. She keeps notes of things that she hears. She cross references the things she hears. She pokes her nose into business until she reaches the heart of the matter, or she'll find someone who already knows.

And that's why Izzy never forms any particular loyalties. Her golden rule is the same as most other Zubat, if you bothered to ask: Knowledge is "free." Given to anyone who asks no matter who they are, regardless of circumstances. There are no secrets. It kind of makes her a little ticking time bomb of information. Should you ask her your enemies' weakness, she'll be more than happy to let you know, if she knows it. But she'd be just as happy to reveal yours. Of course there's always the matter of payment. "Free" gets quotes for a reason, cause you can't make a livelihood off nothin'. Don't worry though, Izzy doesn't ask for much. A sandwich, maybe some toesocks… making sure your enemy doesn't crush her. Things all well within the asker's power.

She's been listening, Smash Academy.


Backstory:
As far as traditional pokemon childhoods are concerned, Isabelle the Zubat was a strange individual. While it might have been because of her parents, they seemed normal enough as a Crobat and a Noctowl. It could have also been been because she grew up in the city half the time, but no, that was fairly standard. Mayhaps, then, the oddities had to do with her opposable thumbs. …….. Yes that was totally it what the heck Zubats don't have thumbs.

You see, Izzy's parents are Smash Academy alumni. That should clear things up quite nicely for everyone in the confusion department.

So Izzy grew up in the very untraditional sense where switching forms and all that jazz was completely normal. Well, it was weird at first since she spent the first few years as strictly a bat in the woods. Some nights she'd be with Mommy Crobat and some nights she'd be with Daddy Noctowl. Once they established that she was a fine, healthy little bat, the day came for the great reveal. TA-DAAAA you can have fingers and speak people talk and all that fun stuff. Her mind was properly blown.

In more efforts to make their little darling more well rounded, she's lived in quite a few locales. She's lived in Johto and Kanto for a while. Izzy really liked it there, if only because she was immediately enamored with the vast networks of intelligence between all of the bats. She wanted to do that. And she would be able to, Mommy Crobat had told her. Just not in Kanto or Johto, not right now. It was with a lot of pouting that they moved back to Final Destination City.

But as she found out, the network in FDC was just as, if not more, impressive. It was like a hub of information that everybody just sort of glossed over because they weren't sure it actually existed. It turned that Izzy got a lot of time to herself to write a bunch of news articles about current events in the city and surrounding area, as her parents had spent a little too long away from their jobs. Surprise! They were lawyers! Defenders of truth and justice! Izzy wasn't sure how she felt about the whole justice bit, but oh man defenders of the truth that was actually pretty cool.

With high hopes of following the big foot prints her parents were making, Izzy eagerly looked forward to school and learning all there was to learn. She was so pumped. LEARNING, MAN, THIS WAS GOING TO BE GREAT. THIS WAS GOING TO BE… absolutely dreadful. Early education did not treat that bat kindly. As open and understanding as FDC is on a whole, even it could not change the fact that people that are different get treated differently whether they intend to do so or not. And who was more different than the skinny, weird looking girl that needed her tests read out loud to her and was reading all her books with funny bumpy pages? NOT MANY PEOPLE.

Izzy started coming home with bruises. Izzy stopped playing nice. Izzy transferred to a Raccoon City middle school after a little boy had to get his eyes bandaged up. The war came and Isabelle watched her former school burn to the ground. It was a glorious occasion. Of course the students involved in the fight caught her metaphorical eye. Her parents had gone there. She remembered their stories. The school was pretty good at writing its own stories anyway, as she found out after the whole alien nonsense was over.

Izzy started paying more attention to it, hanging out in trees around the grounds and listening to what went on. It was interesting. There were other pokemon, and other strange people and… She wanted to go.

She stopped caring so much about her grades. The prestigious Smash Academy didn't seem to care about them either, because she still received its acceptance letter despite it all. Her father expressed concerns but her mother fully endorsed she go. Smash Academy was different. Izzy was sure to find a niche there… or burn something done while she tried.

But that was a common enough occurrence there anyway.


Anything Else?:
- SHE'S GOT NO EYES. Shit sucks man. Except not really, since she's totally used to it.
- Instead she's got ECHOLOCATION. CRAZY. So Izzy almost constantly has her mouth open at least partially so she can get around. She can tell people's body types and heights and all that jazz. It's kind of like being the DareDevil, but with a lot less rain and more extremely high pitched little noises.
- Izzy's got crazy good hearing. It is roughly on par with Ulki's, if Ulki's were in the range of a large room rather than a couple of miles.
- YEAH SHE'S GOT A SWEET GUITAR. Does she know how to play it? Yeah a little. Most of the time she's just plucking a few key notes though… and hey sometimes she's tapping out the same sequence on the desk… or with her foot…
- The sequence is actually a code for the information networks she taps in to. It is a way to locate other networkers. Usually it is only used by the Zubat line in their crazy supersonic frequency language, but sometimes you find some odd ducks like a Noctowl or a lake god… Izzy often repeats it out of habit.
- She has a crazy computer set up just for her. It is next to impossible for the casual user to use, as the keyboard is entirely in braile and there's no screen and everything is in crazy voice commands that she really doesn't feel like explaining to you. She constantly has earbuds in when she is on it, since everything is dictated out loud. It is with her in class at all times and is (usually) recording the lessons.
- She does horribly on assignments because she can't be bothered, but she can still make it by on tests providing the teacher feels like giving her an oral test. Whoops.
- Don't even bother for handwritten notes. Seriously.
- SHE'S GOT A MOUTH ON HER DO NOT DOUBT THE VOLUME OF HER VOICE.
- Doop doop five thousand permission posts coming your way cause Izzy is going to get into all of your businesses.

In-Character 1st person writing sample (journal):
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Where's your computer guy.

I need your computer guy.

These computers are so stupid how is anyone supposedg to type on them I don't even. Aren't these supposed to come with voice settings or something God.

What the heck ever. Computer guy you gotta hook up my computer to the netowrk I can't use thse for crap send help I'm drowning squirtle.

[ASSUMING OTACON TIME HAPPENS. SUDDENLY ITS A VOICE POST.]

Alright, excellent. Now we're good to go. I've heard a lot of interesting things about you, Smash Academy. I hope you live up to your reputation! I'm sure you've got a whole lot of interesting stories to tell… cheechee. I've got a question though!

How the hell isn't the Pokemon League collapsing? Seriously. Aren't you like… supposed to be over there… Really. I'm baffled. Someone enlighten me. I thought it was supposed to be serious business or something.

…Unless you all came out here to make out with each other or something.

In-Character 3rd person writing post:
She was on a mission. It had been a complete oversight that her computer wouldn't be able to just connect to the school network. They must have had some crazy security things going on. Using one of the school lab computers had been an absolute nightmare. There was a web-based program she could use to navigate the network in the meantime but… the issue was trying to get to the internet at all. She had no idea if she had actually posted anything or if there was just a text document sitting open in the lab with her weird messages typed into it.

She had to find the computer guy. What had the hand said his name was? Oatcan? Otacon? Otacock? Whateverrrr. She just needed to find him and get him to hook things up and it'd be super dandy.

Okay so his office was supposed to be… over there. Yeah. Izzy boldly knocked on the door that she thought was his.

"HELLO? MR. OTACOCK. I NEED YOUR HELP. I HOPE YOU'RE IN, MR. OTACOCK. I REALLY HOPE YOU ARE NOT AS MUCH OF A COCK AS YOUR NAME IMPLIES."

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Player Name: Bret!
Aim/e-mail: brettishes / sketchyheart.gmail.com

If you've got anything you need to say about Izzy, go ahead and let me know! Think I went over the line somewhere? I can't know if you don't tell me, so please do! Do I simply owe you a tag? You can bother me about that too =w= Screening/anon comments are on!