Vinnie
Age:
"Twenty-three, but why ya askin'?"
Gender:
"You really gotta question that?"
Height:
"Six-foot, one inch. This a hospital form or somethin'?"
Weight:
"Now that's jus' rude. Rude, but again if you gotta know about..Uhh..134lbs or so. I dunno, what do I look like a damn doctor?"
PERSONALITY:
Vinnie is Vinnie. Is that a cop-out? Maybe, but it's also pretty accurate. He's always been strong-willed, independent, and most of all a Rocket. He finds his work fun. Blackmail, extortion, a beating here and there, hell he isn't even above a hit. Thefts are his favorite. There's something about the rush, about that chance for it all to go belly-up at a moments notice that just keeps him smiling. Not to mention he's extremely accustomed to the privilege that comes with his linage, career, and rank. If it's the most expensive thing on the menu, he'll take two. If it has to be shipped from three regions over, he'll make sure it's expressed.
He's plenty ambitious and has his eye set on being a big boss, someday. For now though, he's young and happy to coast from party to party, job to job. He's happy, quick-witted, plenty smart and always knows just what to say, and who to say it to. You couldn't ask for a better friend to owe you a favor. Just don't be dumb enough to hand a marker out to him, and if you borrowed cash? You better plan to pay it back, or skip the region. Doesn't matter if it's a penny, he'll break every bone he can touch if you cheat him.
HISTORY:
Born to a family with a long line of Rockets, from grunts to small-fry bosses Vinnie grew up on alone with his mom. Always waiting for his pops or some Rocket buddy to come home with some new tale, exploit, or toy from god-knows-where. His family never shied away from who they were. Even when he was a kid, who knew where the food on the table came from. Where his mom's spending money was from, what his pops did for work. And as just about any kid probably would, he thought it was awesome. Unlike most kids though, that didn't change with age.
He never hit that rebellious stage. Never embraced good, clean living to spite his folks. Nawh, for as long as he could talk he's wanted to be a Rocket. His parents, though unashamed of their lifestyle pushed him to pursue other options. They wanted to feel they offered him whatever future he might want, but of course. The second he turned eighteen he said to hell with it and signed up with Team Rocket. It's not that he didn't explore plenty of options, it's that none of them felt like home to him. None of them felt like family, like where he belonged.
First time he got paid to break some chuckle's legs he felt whole. He felt home. He's never once regretted his life choices..
You though? You sure as hell might regret his choices.
POKEMON:
Jolteon:(Power level: 32/100) - Move set: Tackle, Double-kick, Thunder Fang, Shadow Ball.
Litwick:(Power level: 27/100) - Move set: Flame Burst, Imprison, Confuse Ray, Ember.
Gligar:(Power level: 30/100) - Move Set: Feint Attack, Dig, Fury Cutter, Poison Sting.
EQUIPMENT:
Aside from a carefully ironed, pressed, strarched, and often dry-cleaned suit Vinnie doesn't bother to carry much. His pokeballs and any necessary items for a job are carried in an attache case. of course.