TEAM IMUM ELITE, Garett Heinrich

[♫~Leap~♫]

GARETT LAMMERT HEINRICH
TEAM IMUM ELITE

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THE BASICS
you know i thought you were so naive
but you were runnin' again on me
'cauze baby i saw through your lies, lies, lies
when i had the world in the palm of my hand
you never looked at another man
but when i started to slip, you said bye, bye, bye
don't stop runnin', y&t

NAME;; Garett Heinrich.
NICKNAME(S);; Gary, Gar, and, for the really daring, Gar-Bear.
GENDER;; Male.
AGE;; 24 years of age.
ALLIANCE;; Lawful, good.
RANK;; Team Imum Elite.
CANON/ORIGINAL;; Original.

THE APPEARANCE
time has made you just a memory
now i'm winnin' so baby either see
you're runnin' back to me
don't stop runnin', y&t

SHORT APPEARANCE;; Green-clothed male with blue eyes and blonde hair.
APPEARANCE;;

Great. It's app time once again. You think that Leap is going to write a novel for her's? Again? Well... You're wrong. Leap is lazy. So lazy, in fact, she is speaking in third person. But, you know, seriously, guys. I don't have the time to be writing a crud ton for a meer appearance. I hope we all know by now what Garett's face claim, Link, looks like. If you don't, you have my pity. HERE is him and his adorable little self. Congrats. You now know Link. Anywho, onto the actual apperance, people.

'cause you'll never catch up with me

Because we all know that Toon Link is so much more cute than normal Link. *shot* But, seriously guys. Let's get this started. Where to begin, where to begin... Ah, here we go! When Garett was younger, he was always told one simple phrase: old is always better. Growing up with this idea, one can imagine that the male's sense of fashion was always a little after it's time. Really - how many people to yuo see running around in a tunic for pity's sake? Yeah, that's a right. Garett wears a tunic of all things. Green as the grass suring mid winter and cozy as a pair of mittens. I'm not exactly sure of how long tunics usually are - really, I've never seen one in real life - but this particular one ends roughly at his mid thigh. As for his color, it ends a couple inches past his color bone. A long, droppy hat of the same color it placed utop his head and falls just past his shoulder blades. Beneath that fancy tunic from before, this adult wears a set of chailmail and, underneath that, an off white, long sleeved shirt. A turtle neck shirt, it is, with thread tieing it tight. Yeah. It's pretty awesome. There are some weird glove like things that he wears, too - brown around his hands, blueish in color from his wrist to just above his elbow, and fingerless. A belt is wrapped around his waist, though it's not particularly necessary.

Off white pants, loose enough that they were good for running but tight enough that they don't look baggy cling to his legs. Just beneath them is a pair of brown colored boots that reach up just beneath his knees. Clothes wise, that's really it. However, there are a few extra little things I'd like to add before getting to, well, everything else that's important. Okay. First, you find this guy's most prized posession: his goggles. Yeah, that's right. There's almost never a moment when he's not wearing his goggles. You know, like the ones in THIS picture? Secondly, his sheild. Yeah, guys - this guy's got a sheild. And, even more crazy, he's got a sword. But, you know, we're getting to that next. So, yeah, his sheild. It's not all that fancy, really - just a simple grayish blue colored sheild made of a durable metal. Not only can it reflect strikes from swords, but also quite a few Pokemon attacks. Yeah, remember that swords from earlier? Well, yeah. He's got an equally unremarkable sword. It's usually strapped behind his back for easy access in case of emergancy, with - you'd be surprised - happens more often than not.

Garett likes being outdoors - it's his nature. Over time, he's developed a bit of a tan. The difference between he and the average bear person his age isn't extreme, but it's kind of noticable. He's not all that tall - pretty average, if you ask me - so he doesn't stand out much height-wise. As for weight - and I'll be completely honest with you - Gar-bear's got some muscles. He's always been a bit more athletic than your average bear person, even when he was younger, and it's become part of his daily routine. Of course, his clothes aren't particularly tight and there isn't much skin he shows off, so it's not ridiculously noticeable. Over the years, his hair has switched from various shades of light brown and blonde. You know, how, like, when you're younger your hair is darker or lighter and then, as the years pass, it slowly gets lighter or darker? When he was born, his hair was a light brown. Then, it faded to blonde. Then, light brown again. Then, blonde. Now, it sits somewhere in between. A dirty blonde, I guess you would call it? With long bangs, most of his hair is exploding to the right side of his face. Many times he's been told he needs a hair cut. Many times he has declined. This trainer's eyes are his most alluring feature, however - they're usually being covered by his goggles of by his wild, long hair, though. A shade of blue as bright as the sky above us, he has received many a compliment on those blue orbs of his.

THE PERSONALITY
you better keep on runnin'; don't stop runnin'
keep on running', 'cause you can't catch me
you better keep on runnin'; don't stop runnin'
keep on runnin', oh yeah
don't stop runnin', y&t

PERSONALITY;;

As I have stated before, I'm not gonna make this some really long personality like I did with Lyra, Silver, and... sort of Lorelei. Yeah. That's right. I wrote all of Silver's app. .3. Is that really so wrong? ... Yeah, it is. So sue me. XD Anywho, before I can get off topic, I'm just going jumped right into this. Now, let me explain something to you right of the bat - this guy seems just the slightest bit... bi-polar. Due to the situation in which he's been forced to work for Team Imum while also try to fight against them, his usual perky, goofball self cannot, by any means, be revealed to any of the other grunts, elites, and executives and - heaven forbid - the organization's leader! Therefor, he has been forced to set up a certain... mask, you could say. A completely different personality that he slips into so very easily. That being said and done, I'm going to split this into three parts - the good, the bad, and the over all. Ready? Set? Let's rock!

you'd better keep on runnin'

Oh, okay. Let's begin. Garett is a very cheerful person, to say the least. For many people in our day and age, adults don't have a lot of that spunky, trouble making personality that they had as children. This green guy isn't one of those people. In fact, if anything, he's grown more spunky and trouble making over the years. With a goofy grin slapped onto his face, a hero pose ready to be struck at any time of the day, and the fact that he misses his days as youngster, this man can very easily be called childish in the eyes of others. An enthusiatic person, you can tell him to take out the garbage or clean the bathroom and he'll treat it like being told to go to a candy store and purchase some candy for the family to share. Yeah - he's that happy about doing almost anything. He's one of those "glass half full" kind of people, really - always trying to focus on the lighter side of things and banishing the darker side into oblivion. If there's something that he really doesn't want to do, he'll go along with it anyways, just because he doesn't like whinning and doesn't want ot be an utter and complete hypocrit. Cooperative. Always one for team work, this guy works better with a partner at an arm's length than doing something solo. Not that he's bad at going about things on his own - it's just that he's so good at working with others, he just works better with a team. Like I said before in the enthusiasm, he'll go along with anything anyone else tells him to do, especially in a group. You don't have to beg and plead to get him to do what you want... He'll do it with no questions asked. There are some people who you can rely on no matter what - if you've got a problem, you can always go to them. They no how to cheer you up. They get you. They're your person. Garett can slip into this role as easy - if not easier than everyone else around him. Again, if you have a problem, not only will he listen to you and comfort you, but will go out of his way to fix whatever problem you may have. Lastly, this green-clothed man is very selfless. Actually, overall he is very selfless, but moreso during this side of him than anything else. Protecting any and all around him, reguardless of any conciquences, the word selfless can be the only word to describe this trait. Of course, without and reguard to what may happen afterwards, this usually gets he or the people around him in trouble. Aw, well. You can't be perfect all the time. After all, since he technically is a member of a criminal organization, he's always in trouble with the law... He only ever gets caught when he's being careless.

Now, we move on to the weaknesses this side has to offer. He's very... indecisive. Stuck at a fork in the road? He'll stand there, contemplating his choices for minutes, hours even. And, even once he's made a choice, he'll feel as though he's made the wrong one, turn around, and go right back to contemplating. Don't put him in charge of making decisions. You'll be there for hours without any results. Scattered. Unorganized. Easily distracted. All of these can be used to describe this blonde. And they're all very true. There are a lot of people who can keep everything neat and organized and he is not one of those people. With a scattered work space, garbage everywhere, an attention span of a rock... Don't expect to get all that much done if you stumble upon him by chance. Where ever he goes, a trail of garbage seemed to follow and everything in his part-time home is a complete mess. He misplaces almost anything that he gets his hands on and it's a wonder how he finds anything once it's lost. Okay, there are some people who get to certain events right on time all the time. Again, Garett is not one of those lucky few. In fact, he gets to everything almost thirty minutes late. He gets to things using his own time - something many have called "Gar-bear Time". Basically, that means that his internal sense of time tells him that time is half an hour to an hour earlier than real time. Poor, late Gar-bear. Always to be late for important things. Next, we find that he is very insecure. You can point out something that's even slightly wrong with him and he'll freak out like it's the end of the world. Even if that someone someone points out isn't something necessarily bad about him, he'll think that it is something bad and with have a hissy fit about how he's such a terrible person and no one would ever be able to love him. Wow. Dude's got some serious issues, am I right? And, even if you tried to tell him that you weren't insulting him and tell him that wasn't a bad thing, he won't believe you at all. Not until he eats some spagetti and calms down, that is. Oh, and, did I mention he's addicted to the pasta? He carries around a ziplock bag full of it everywhere he goes and, if he's feeling down or gets rilled up about something, he just opens it up and eats it with his hands - yes, that means his perfect gloves get dirty. ... WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO? - until he stops freaking out. This happens a lot, actually, because he has a tendancy to overreact to anything and everything. A banana that is looking just the slightest bit brown? He'll act as though it's poison, run around waving it above his head, screaming at the top of his lungs, "MAYDAY, MAYDAY! POISONED BANANA! I NEED REINFORCEMENTS HERE!". If something in the slightest goes wrong in any situation, actually, he'll freak out at first, declaring it's the end of the world untill he goes into some dramatic state and plays dead until someone smacks some sense into him. But those are two of his habits. I'm talking about weaknesses here, people! Actually... That's it for weaknesses on this side of him. Well, it's time to get to his Majora's "mask". You know, his "evil" side that he usese so no one will suspect he's trying to take down Team Imum?

don't stop runnin'

Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm, hm, hm. Hm, hm, hm - oh, wait, I'm writing an app? Not impersonaity Rigby from Regular Show? ... I don't even like that show. Okay, who's ready to see a darker side of everyone's favorite like spagetti obsessor? There's not much here to say, really, for strengths. Not all that many for weaknesses, either. Um... Garett is very mature in this state. As opposed to the spunky, child-like deminor this man usually uphold, in this state, he is completely and utterly serious. Wise beyond his age. He does not crack jokes in the slightest and thinks little of those who do. That's really it, actually. I don't know what else to say... He's also very intellegant during this side of him. I mean, he's pretty smart over all but his goofy personality can sometimes make him seem like an idiot, even when he's not. Here, people can tell he's smart - his profound vocabulary choice, his ingenius plans, his ability to solve math problem with the snap of a finger... Remind me of the time my brother told me he was 4.9 feet tall and I did the math in less than a minute, telling him that it meant he was 4' 10.8". On the swing set. :3 And, for the rest of the day, I kept screaming, "YOU AND ALL OF YOUR FOUR FEET, TEN POINT EIGHT INCHES!" ... He got so annoyed. ... Good times, good times.... Oh, wait, I'm writing an app? Arg, I've gotta stop getting off topic. So, yeah. Smart guy in the house? Um... He's a perfectionist, kind of like me. He's not one of those people who throws a fit if something's not absolutely perfect - *cough* like me... *cough* - but is enough of a perfectionist to keep trying until he gets something just right. It's his nature - perfection is everything and, thus, one must try to make themselves and the things around them as perfect as they can. So... yeah. That's... really it.

Wow. We've got one more weakness to this side. If we had three strengths, that means we have four weaknesses. Such an improvement, I know. Okay, so... Let's start, shall we? Secretive! The very first weakness he has! I mean, come on - this is a no brainer. He's lieing to every single person he comes into contact with. No one know what this guy's really doing. He's lieing to the good guys, pretending to be just your average bear trainer and knowing nothing of the threat that awaits them and is lieing the the bad guys, swearing that he is loyal to them and the plot to cleanse the rest of the human race along side them. Lieing, lieing, lieing. It's only a matter of time until someone finds out. However, he's so good at keeping secrets, that might be a while longer. Of course, there are so many secrets that he's forced to keep that sometimes it gets a little difficult to keep up with. Plus, no one can tell what's going on in his head and he can't really talk to anyone else about the problems he's having with the whole situation. You know, they'd find out he's a double agent and the world would be thrown into chaos. Unforgiving. In his usual peppy personality, he can forgive anyone and everyone. Well, at least, everyone but those two certain people. However, during this side of him, not only his anger towards those two so much greater and his desire for revenge that much stronger, but he can't forgive anyone who wrongs him in the slightest. He will swear vengance, even on those who have done something small and insignificant to him and won't stop until that person had done him wrong has felt the same pain. If not ten fold! Even then, after his act of revenge, he can't find it in his heart to forgive someone. Well, actually, he can - I mean, his kinder side allows him to forgive almost anyone - but he'll act like he'll hate that person until the end of their days to keep up the act. He always, always, always insists on his own view. Stubborn to the end with his plans, he'll cary them out, even if everyone else knows that they won't work in the slightest. Even if he has to carry them out on his own, he will follow no one else's plans but his own - unless he and the other person where thinking the same things and the other just voiced their idea first. Of course, his plans usually succeed in the end, reguardless, guessing as his mind is a powerful one. Usually, people will go along with him for that very reason. Lastly, he tries to do everything. Look at the man - forcing himself to work undercover as a double agent all on his own? No one there with him, no friends to help him out. He feels as though he is the only person who can do all of the things that he does and won't allow anyone else to help him in his quest. Whether this is due to the fact that he is slightly arrogant or that fact that he doesn't wish for anyone else to get hurt, we may never know...

keep on runnin', 'cause you can't catch me

Really, that's it. Over all, Garett is courageous to the very end. I mean, it would take a lot of courage to do what he's doing. He's slightly arrogant, however, thinking himself slightly above others because what he's doing is more courageous than what your average bear.

LIKES;;

• Large bodies of water
  
• Spagetti
  

DISLIKES;;

• Criminals
  
• Cowards
  

FEARS;;

• Having his secret be discovered
  
• Flying-type Pokemon
  

GOALS;;

• To crush Team Imum from the inside
  
• To control his temper
  

STRENGTHS;;

• cheerful
  
• cooperative
  
• courageous
  
• enthusiastic
  
• hard-working
  
• mature
  
• intellegent
  
• perfectionist
  
• reliable
  
• selfless
  

WEAKNESSES;;

• secretive
  
• indecisive
  
• unforgiving
  
• stubborn
  
• scattered
  
• arrogant
  
• late
  
• insecure
  
• insists on own view
  
• tries to do everything
  

QUIRKS/HABITS;;

• chews on fingernails when nervous
  
• Overreacts to anything and everything
  
• always carries around a bag of Spagetti to munch on
  

THE HISTORY
well, you heard i got my big break
so now you're sayin' that you made a mistake
and you wanna come back for the ride, ride, ride
well, the word is out all over town
you not the only girl that's chasin' me down
take your place at the end of the line, line, line
don't stop runnin', y&t

FAMILY;;

• Father - Heinrich*
  
• Mother - Heinrich*
  
• Siblings - N/A
  

* deseased
HISTORY;;

Okay, we're gonna make this real short 'cause I just wanna get done with this. Okay. Garett. Born to two parents, only child. Garett's parents taught him from a young age two important things that'd stick with him: one, old is always better. Always. You know, how the first three Star Wars movies were better than the last three? They're all awesome, but those three give you chills... The way that games like Final Fantasy VII and X were better than Final Fantasy XIII? Again, I still love XII, but... The Gold and Silver arc is better than the Diamond, Pearl, and Platinum arc in Pokemon Special? Yeah. That kind of "old is always better". Explains why he dresses so weirdly. Second, that evil must be crushed, no matter what the cause.

Garett started to fall for a girl named Serah when he was about sixteen years of age. Yeah, everything from his birth to then is irrelevant. Get over it. He hadn't partaken in any sort of Pokemon journey - although he owned a young Ponyta by the name of Epona at that time - and Serah, his best friend, insisted he travel with her. Head over heels in love, the goofball counldn't turn her down and ran away from home where Pokemon journeys were forbidden. During the span of time in which the two were out and about in the Lyeant region, the two slowly started to show more and more feelings for one another. They had just started to go out when terrible news reached them.

His parents had been killed.

Garett's rage grew, his anger directed at the killer, himself, but mostly Serah. She'd been the one who insisted they leave together. In a sense, if she hadn't asked in the first place, he could have been there to save his parents. Screaming at the poor girl that it was all her fault, she ran away crying to a place where he may never see her again. Being eighteen at the time, it took the young adult three years to get over it and revert to his usual, perky self. However, there was a new problem at hand.

The man had been ambushed late at night by early Team Imum grunts. He managed to overpower the grunt, however, and, after squeezing out as much information as he could, let the poor soul go. Of course, he wasn't done there. Following the grunt all the way from the dark streets of Veherna - where he'd just been attacked - to the Team Imum base, the blonde soon found himself in a life or death situation, surrounded by the very best of the evil organization. Perhaps the leader had been forgiving that day for she did not see the childish personality that everyone else did. Rather, she saw the side he'd tried to hide away. The side that wanted revenge on the person who killed his parents, the girl that he believed ruined his life, and even the grunt who had tried to murder him a few hours in advance. She offered the blue-eyed character a place in their ranks and, though after a moment of hesitation, he accepted.

After all, one is to do everything in their power to stop evil, correct?

THE POKEMON
use to love you, but you set me free
table's turnin' now you're beggin' me
oh, baby, can't you see?
don't stop runnin', y&t

STARTER POKEMON;;

midna, female, intimidate
howl ~ bite ~ assurance ~ embargo ~ take down ~ theif


epona, female, flash fire
tail whip ~ tackle ~ ember ~ flame wheel ~ stomp ~ growl

PARTY POKEMON;;

midna and epona.

PC POKEMON;;

none.

OUT OF CHARACTER
if you wanna get next to me, don't stop runnin'
if you wanna be the extacy, don't stop runnin'
if you want it like it used to be, keep on runnin'
so you want another chance with me? ha ha!
don't stop runnin', y&t

OOC NAME;; Leap.
AGE;; 14 years of age.
MEMBER TITLE;; The one and only.
EXPERIANCE;; A little over a year.
POST EXAMPLE;;

This... was their teacher...?

Seated almost as far back as one could get was a single blonde, no older then fourteen years of age. Her face was half covered by a book, it's cover colored a deep shade of red, almost as though she believed that if she couldn't see the rest of the class, they couldn't see her. A hand kept being plopped on the snowy white head the rest on her head, grasping it as though prepared to take it off before letting go and letting the hand fall back to her side. It was a mental tug-of-war whether to take it off or not, probably worried if hats were allowed inside or not. Her toes drummed on the ground to numerous beats, getting faster and slower as those feet's owner grew more and more anxious. It was apparent that the female was being bothered by something - even a fool could see that, clear as day.

Anya was an outgoing type of person, and usually being in a large group of people - any of which could be a new friend or possible partner - would have thrilled her. And it had... at first. She'd nearly fell over when she heard that there was a mandatory class for weapons alone. She'd be in good company, she'd figured, being with a group of people with abilities similar to her own. But where did she live, Seasame Street? The moment she'd stepped inside, anxiety had began to knaw at her stomache. The others seemed plenty fine, sure. Perhaps her aching fear of getting to close was simply because she was to afraid of making an utter and complete fool out of herself. She'd mentally punched and kicked herself, trying to move her lazy butt off that chair in the back and actually talk to some of the others while their adbsent teacher was off who knew where, but all she'd earned were a few hypathetical bruises and bumps and a broken spirit.

'Come on, Anya,' she screamed at herself in silence, feeling worse and worse the longer time dragged on. 'You're better then this! Are you going to sit on the side lines and wait for someone to pity you so much they actually come up and talk to you? Get up there and do something!' Gathering as much courage as she possibly could, the weapon began to rise, pushing herself up with the palms of her hands placed on the table. And, just as she had gotten into a standing position, thought she'd finally get to talk to someone... The door swung open. "I'm so sorry I'm late!" cried the blonde woman as she entered. Anya sat down faster then you could say 'banana'. "I even got to school early this morning hoping I'd get here on time! Really, I'm very sorry!" 'She can cut it out with the apologizes,' she thought somewhat bitterly. 'She only said she was sorry a hundred times...'

But it wasn't the time to be wallowing in self pity.

It was time to make some progress.

'Look on the bright side; with this new skill - what was it, anyways? - I'm sure I'll have meisters lining up to have me as their weapon,' she thought, cheering up a bit. "Okay, so, depending on everyone's progress, this could be a long class. So, we'll all be good friends by the end, right? I'd like everyone to stand and introduce themselves to the class so we can all become friends sooner!" the teacher continued. What was her name, anyways... Mary? Maria? Oh, right. Marie. "Great, first day and I'm already forgetting things left and right..." Yep. Thrown back into self pity. "Who would like to go first?" Oh, yes, right. The introductions.

Preparing herself to stand up, the basic structures of a formal speech already reeling through her mind. But she froze, wondering how much of a fool she'd make of herself if she went first and completely messed up. Poised to stand up again, she slunk back into her chair. It was only seconds later when she saw someone else stand up and start their own introduction. She was already jealous. 'See, they have the courage to speak up in a crowd...' "Ano... hi, everyone... I'm Tsuki Kitsunemada. E to... I am a khakkhara. My meister... well, his name is Garu Hemming. Ano... I think that's everything..." The black haired student blushed a furious red as she sat back down and made Anya wonder how a shy girl had bested someone who claimed to be so easy going and adventurous in the art of public speaking.

Oh, she was already hating this class.

Then, another girl stood up, running her fingers through her hair in embarrassement. "Yo... I'm Karma... Evans. Maybe some of you know my mom, Maka? So, uh, yeah, I'm a scythe, just like my... grandpa! Yup, good ole grandad, Spirit Albarn! My meister is Sayuri Star, Black Star-sensei's daughter. And I know Stein and Marie-sensei pretty well. Practically family with all the time I spend over at their place. So... yeah..." Both seemed embarrassed, but both had the courage to stand up and face the rest of the class. "Bah, let's give it a go and pray I don't regret it later..." Standing up and praying she wouldn't make a complete fool of herself, she began her short speech.

"Well, um, I'm Anya Valkeryie..." Gah, she hated the way her voice shook as she spoke. 'Come on, Anya!' she cried in silence, giving herself a hard, mental kick. "I'm fourteen years old, and this is my first day here. I... don't really know anyone, so I don't have a meister yet, but that won't get me down! I'm determined to acheive my dream of becoming the youngest Death Scythe in history, so don't you be surprissed when you read my name in the textbooks some day!" And, from that point onward, she really just rambled on about a bunch of other usless information in a loud voice and a pace so fast, it'd be hard to make out three words out of every sentance. It was no wonder that, when she sat down, she was breathing somewhat heavily.

Embarrassed? Understatement of the year. But she slightly puffed out her chest in pride and held her chin high. She didn't care that everyone else here was superior to her. She didn't care if every sincgle on of them thought she was a fool. 'Phew...' she thought, picking up her book and trying to appear as though she were reading when she really wasn't. 'Glad to have that off my chest...'[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify]

[♫~Leap~♫]

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