Secret Hideout App-Packy

finally got the done for ~

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Name: Patrick (mainly goes by Packy)
Species: Shaymin Sky form
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Age: Looks about 19-20ish
Birthday: May 18th
Gender: Male
Ability: Serene Grace

Personality: Docile nature, scatters things often
Packy is a pretty timid guy. He never really speaks his mind and usually hops straight to worst case scenarios. He usually keeps to himself, not because he doesn’t like others, just because he’s scared of them. Despite this, Packy does like talking to people, if they talk to him first. He hates conflicts and arguing so he usually goes with whatever others say or do. Also Packy’s a total crybaby whoops.

History: Shaymin are known for their powers of purification. That wasn't what Packy did. He was a rather sickly, klutzy kid and usually ended up having his seed flare blow up in his face. Instead, the older shaymins in the group had him be a messenger to other groups of shaymin. So that’s what he did. Fly to other groups and relay messages both ways. It was a good time for him, until one day when he returned from an errand, his group wasn’t there, and neither was the forest. Humans cut it down for homes. Not sure what to do he begun a vagabond to find his old village.

During his time traveling Packy decided to take a look in the citylife. He soon learned. It terrified him. Someplaces he liked but it was just so fast paced and scary...! He often stayed at floral shops which put him at ease. The shaymin often would go in at night and make himself at home in the shops. It was part of his better times the city but the habitat some others called home just wasn't for him. Especially the main part of cities, humans. They were all mean looking and all he saw them do was fight and argue and yell! It could very well be because the shop he stayed at most was right across from a bar. After a few months Packy decided he should go try to find his friends again. Maybe he'd have better luck.

Unfortunately for him, Packy’s efforts weren’t worth much in the aspect of finding his group. He spent a good year on the lookout for them but no dice. Discouraged and a little depressed, Packy decided to just live as a drifter. It wasn’t so bad, but he couldn’t get very attached to a group, he was scared the same thing that happened to his first group would happen again. Though, every time he’d go integrate into a group he’d have to use his seed flare, and even though it wouldn’t blow up in his face anymore, it was less than desirable results. Usually Packy didn’t stay long, but as time went on he became tired of moving over and over and begun to make his trips longer. On his last trip, Packy encountered a celebi well on her way somewhere.

”Uh, e-excuse me! Miss Celebi, where are you going?”
“Oh! A place Arceus made just for us legendaries!”
“Really? Just for us?”
“Mhmm! You should come!”


Hobbies:
-picking flowers
-flying more or less
-actually a rather competant beatboxer and white kid rapper

Moveset
Air Slash
Seed Flare
Aromatherapy
Synthesis

Extras:
-allergic to pollen
-despite this he still gives others gracideas as thanks
-asthmatic and carries around an inhaler
-when he flies think Peter Pan but alot less smooth
-quite easily flustered
-has a tendency to stutter, nervous or not
-rather sensitive hearing and hates being in loud places