T-019: Francesca

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Name: Francesca Redwood (Fran)
Gender: Female
Age: 25

Height: 5'7ft
System: Damaged
 
Nera-
  • Infused: Luxio
  • Perm fuse: N/A
  • Additional: N/A
 
Rank: Untrained

Residence: Brookfell
Exploration: x - x - x
Tracker:

Partner Pokemon: Zoomie (Snom/Dedenne - Dedom)

 

History:
 

Francesca Redwood was an orphan wandering the streets of Rivertide before she was found nearly dead after a run in with a Government Official's Elekid by Bush Redwood and his merry lot of Ex-Soldiers. She was raised by the group, eventually becoming one of the first employees of the "Slowpoke Delievery Company". She used to get picked on by other kids due to her litchenburg scars, with them calling the poor child Lightningrod due to her apparent fear of electric types. Eventually though, due to an incident that pitted the group against a rival gang that was utilizing a Zapdos to cause mayhem: Her nickname became a badge of pride as she took an electric blast that would have struck a gas tank, killing most of the group. Unfortunately, someone fired at said gastank anyways, injuring Fran. On the verge of death, she was fixed up by the combined efforts of a local doctor and the groups cyber expert. They had to replace her limbs, as well as replace her eyes with cybernetic ones. During her brush with death, an aspect of Nera appeared before her. She accepted it without knowing what it was, thinking it was the 'light at the end of the tunnel'. In doing so, she also gained Luxio like traits. Little is known -how- the DNA got introduced to her in the first place, but she suspects the doctor had something to do with it.

She feels like a freak. Not only does she have cybernetic limbs, she has pokemon esque traits. So she tends to stay away from crowded areas unless forced to traverse through them. She tends to try to hide her Luxio like ears, but... Well no clothes hide big ears well. Her only solace is her mask, which has fake ears attached. Buutt... She only wears that during her 'nightly duties' for the Slowpoke Delivery Company.

During the day, Fran is a simple delievery girl for the Slowpoke Delievery Company. She runs/drives/swims packages to wherever they are needed. Afterall, the company motto is: "Your package to you or your money back guaranteed." ... Or something like that. There is protections in the fine print, but nobody reads them usually... You know, like: "Not our responcibility if a package is shot up during transit" or "A wild pokemon decides it is a good snack" or "An act of Arceus strikes it." Regardless, they always strive to get packages wherever they are needed...

During the night... Well. Her job does not change much. Only the goods she transits. Officially the night crew and company are known as the 'Thunder Cats', and operate seperately from the Slowpoke Delievery Company, as the latter is a cover for the former. Under the callsign: Lightningrod, she delievers what the government or corporations deem... Illicit goods. Offbrand cybernetics, medical drugs, or anything that a citizen would have to go under the table to obtain. With her Damaged System making her nigh impossible to track, she picks up orders and races to get them to their destinations. Her cybernetics also make her dangerous when confronted. Sure she may not have strong pokemon to defend herself, but she is able to fend for herself against anyone seeking to impede her progress.

What do the roads of Riegnsrest hold for this orphan...?

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"Oi, do ya remember why I formed this company...?"

"... Not this song and dance again. C'mon Bush. Really?"

"Franny, my kiddo! Don't give me that shit, not in front of the new hires!"

"... *Fine*. Why... did you start this company...?

"Good fuckin' shit. Finally a good Arcues damn question! I started it because if I didn't, the government would have tossed us out like trash."

"You're starting to sound like a conspiracy theorist dad..."

"Oh yeah? Remember how the government disbanded your Orphanage overnight due to 'Budget constraints'...? Fucked up that was. Bunch of kids like yourself left to wander the streets, nowhere to call home. Then you went and got yourself shocked by an Elekid of all things... First pureblood pokemon in ages and it zaps you. Course the government didn't wanna do shit when they found you and your fried system."

"Really had to bring that up? Really?"

"Because its just such a great example! Glad we found ya when we did. Butch fixed you up as best as he could. Better than the Government doctor that refused to see you because you had no insurance. Whenever I see that fucker on TV, saying how much charity work he does... Fuckin' bullshit, makes me wanna hurl..."

"Or how he refused to fix up your actual da-"

"ANYWAYS. All our stories are the same. Ex-Soldiers cut off retirement or benefits due to 'budget cuts', undesirables, broken systems. All the downtrodden bastards who have the skills but no the circumstance to shine. I created this company to give us a place to make our way in this world. Government or not."

"Soooo noble..."

"Yeah. Noble. Except unlike those upper class shitheads lookin' down on us. We ain't afraid to get our hands dirty. People always be needing goods, goods those Corpo rats or Government dickheads won't give us. So we cut em out and... As the gangsters say, find the 'hookups' for our clients. Then we bring the goods to the clients. No questions. Course... We got our policies."

"... Am I supposed to b-"

"Yea Fran. Tell em how we roll here."

"... Fine. We make no pacts with any particuliar group. We fight only in self defence. We do not hurt pokemon that aren't attacking us, nor do we help groups that abuse pokemon."

"For the last one. What do we do to fuckers who would break that rule...?"

"Break their legs, arms, and toss them in a ditch."

"Good. Now for the last major rule...?"

"We don't snitch to the Government. If its a problem we can fix, we will do it ourselves."

"Excellent. Y'all find the rest of the shit in the broucher fixed up by Butch. You have all been selected because Butch screened your shit, and found none of you all to be rats... And if he turns out wrong. Then may Arceus have mercy on your soul."

"Can I go now..? I have a delievery to make."

"Aight. Just don't go running into a Zapdos again, ya hear...?"

"Fine, fine... Will do -dad-."
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Derptician - Outfit: itsprinny   - Artwork by: Derptician

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14 February 2022, 00:16:59 CST