[X] My Assistant

[Troy Bolton]

Name: Woodrow Spencer
Age: 19
Hometown: Arasam, Furoh

Must've been a hundred miles,
or any of a million styles.

Appearance
A handsome enough boy, Woodrow's rarely seen without a smile on his face. From his messy dark red- sometimes likened to chestnut- hair to his collared work shirt (two top buttons undone), he seems to exude an aura of quiet contentedness. His posture is straight, exceedingly so- even when tired, it's rare for Woodrow to slouch. His skin is a bit smoother and softer than usual, free from acne from borderline-obsessive application of skincare products.

Woodrow's favorite outfit is an off white button up shirt, under a striped black blazer and a tie. The blazer's sleeves end just before his hands, upon which are a bass clef watch and a few of those friendship bracelets. These wrist accessories are his only original choice in attire, 'cause he thinks they look cool. Lower, he wears a black pinstriped pair of pants and a treble clef buckle. It wouldn't be too difficult to misconstrue Woodrow as a preppy kid, judging by clothes alone- albeit a religious one, if the small golden cross suspended from a string around his neck is anything to go by.

Why, one might ask, does Woodrow choose only the most perfect- if not a little straggly and old- of clothes? Why is he so hesitant to go to the pool? Most have attributed to him being a bit of a stuffy arse and not being able to swim, respectively, but that would be wrong. A secret to most, Woodrow has been steadily accruing a number of tattoos on his forearms and back. Most of these tattoos have been of his own design and hand, though the ones on his back- a pattern of thorns- have been done by a professional.

It's not about the smile that you wear but,
the way we make out.

Personality
On the surface, Woodrow seems a little bit one-sided. He's a little bit reserved, though by all accounts the perfect gentleman. Friendly to those who speak to him, and quite charming, the vast majority of Woodrow's acquaintances know him as a proper, smart kid. To his parents, he completes his chores and homework without complaint, leaving them contented enough. His performance in sports teams and musicals in tandem are nothing short of remarkable. Openly bisexual, but level-headed enough to not make a big deal out of it, Woodrow is looked upon as a paragon of the GL community.

This is an act.

Woodrow puts on a nice face when it suits him, but his real personality is one a little less utopian. Though he is still friendly, and charming, above all, Woodrow craves praise. Perhaps due to his parents being a little sparse with the praise, the boy actively seeks out recognition- the main reason for his joining sports teams and musicals. It is rare that the boy do something out of the goodness of his heart. His tattoos, a passive act of rebellion against his stiff father, are a sign of his resentment of his less than warm or comfortable upbringing. Why be rebellious, one might think, but Woodrow does it simply because he can. He is a true rebel without a cause, even if it is in the most subtle of ways.

When speaking to a new person, Woodrow is polite and formal, to the point of shaking hands and bowing. However, with an old friend or acquaintance he speaks far more candidly, using slang and acting more like a kid should, rather than a chivalrous robot. No one has yet to crack his outer shell for the less pleasant boy within, and he intends to keep things that way.

Most of Woodrow's clothes are either from his own hand or heavily modified by it. Having come from a very poor family, he has had to mend his own clothes from a young age. He doesn't really mind, as he knows that, short of going to Goodwill or something, there's nothing he can do about it.

He battles infrequently, but previous experiences, namely Battle Now! from his local library and watching the latest strategies on his Droid phone, have taught him basic pattern recognition. He recognizes what type has an advantage over another, what a Pokemon is better at doing.

Honestly, Woodrow really does enjoy singing and acting, he has discovered, originally viewing it as nothing more than a source of praise. Upon completion of his journey- or wander, is the better word- he intends to go to a college for one of the two, or chemical engineering, for nothing resembling a passion but more a knowledge of the comfortable life it could provide. His extracurricular activities have included: team captain (soccer), jazz band (saxophone, trumpet), musicals (Fiddler on the Roof, Into the Woods, Little Shop of Horrors, Barber of Seville, The Fantasticks, Lend Me a Tenor), student council (vice president), and Salutatorian.

Anybody seen the sky?
I'm, I'm wide awake now.

Biography
Woodrow Spencer came into the world the usual way. He had a mother, and a father, and they loved each other very much. They loved Woodrow too, but maybe less so. His mother was a professional chef, and his father was in the military. Serving under Lt. Surge, he gained a huge respect of electric type Pokemon when they saved his and the Lieutenant's lives countless times over during the war. After the war, his father, William Spencer, returned home to Celadon City, where he fell in love with the head chef of her finest restaurant, the Silver Platter. Spencer's future mother, Natalie, was not allowed to marry William with her parent’s blessing, due to his being a soldier without any real fortune, the two eloped to Furoh. After a while, Woodrow was born.

Woodrow had an average upbringing. His father was strict, instilling in his son good posture and a high respect for Pokemon, while also sowing the seed of discontent in his strict by-the-book ways. His mother instilled in him some small talent in cooking. He went to school, passing everything with 'acceptable' grades, or so said his father. (B's all around.)

Woodrow had a girlfriend, like a regular high school kid. He had friends, like a regular high school kid. He did sports; he sang in the choir, he acted and performed in musicals. Very few could sense the boiling resentment of his parents' treatment of him, especially with his father's carrying on about Woodrow joining the military. He meant no disrespect to the armed forces, but he did not seek to be shot, thanks.

He completed high school with honors, working his arse off in senior year to achieve the status of Salutatorian. Despite the offering of a few scholarships for sports and the arts, Woodrow decided to take some time off for deliberation, before deciding that a romp through the Gyms and the Contests would be a good way to acquire some fame. He stayed home for another year to gather presents for his birthday and Christmas, and on the day after he turned nineteen, left home with a straight face. The Spencer home was a rather poor one, after all, and there was another child on the way to contend with, so Woodrow's absence was taken rather well.

He managed to make it about twenty feet before remembering he’d forgotten his stuff, not to mention a starting partner. Thusly, he turned around and found a coupon for a café stuck on his shoe. Not having much else better to do, he went to the café, and enjoyed a nice tall café au lait. Then when enjoying the night air and outdoor marketplace, he came upon a Gulpin gorging himself on trash.

"...That's embarrassing. I can feed you better than that. C'mon."

“Gulpin!”

After going back to his school and cajoling a few Pokeballs and other necessities from the teachers who were sweet on him, Woodrow formally captured the Gulpin and took a few classes to be officially recognized as a Pokemon Trainer. He then, finally, set out on his journey. One day, he and Otoro came upon a river, where an Igglybuff was gargling with freshwater to prevent a sore throat. Woodrow gave her some lozenges, and she joined the two.

Another day, Woodrow was listening to the radio (102.9, the John Divello Show), and heard of a giveaway. For a lark, he called in, and subsequently won his very own Pokedex. It was in French, and he kept it that way for a little while as a novelty, but eventually set it back. While training in Arasam in preparation for a Contest or a Gym Battle, Woodrow fell astray of a Gyarados, which he managed to capture.

Class: Other.


Starting Pokemon:


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"Otoro". Starting Pokemon. PokeBall. Male. Liquid Ooze. Level 24.
First Appearance: Glitz, Glamour, and an Arasam Jammer.


Pound // Yawn // Poison Gas // Sludge // Amnesia // Thunderpunch

A very lazy, hungry fellow, Otoro was captured through the lure of good eating. Despite his rotundness and apparent lack of feet, Otoro is very fast.

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"Ariana". Starting Pokemon. PokeBall. Female. Cute Charm. Level 22.
First Appearance: Glitz, Glamour, and an Arasam Jammer.


Sing // Charm // Defense Curl // Pound // Sweet Kiss // Last Resort // Wish // Flash

A high-strung, bratty little thing, Ariana has a bit of trouble with low notes. As her battling experience is low, Woodrow tends to use Otoro for battling and Ariana for Contests.

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"Aegis." Captured Pokemon. Ultra Ball. Female. Intimidate. Level 30.
First Appearance: Glitz, Glamour, and an Arasam Jammer.


Thrash // Bite // Dragon Rage // Twister // Waterfall.

After a long period of being afraid of her, Woodrow decided to man the hell up and talk to Aegis. They've reached an agreement and are now good pals.

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Items:

All contained in backpack:

• Bag of Berries, primarily Oran and Lum.
• Various Pokeballs.
• Sketchbook.
• Composing book.
• Spare clothes.
• Food.
• Alto Sax.
• Frisbee.
• Soccer ball.

On Woodrow's person:

• Pokedex.
• iPod.
• Cell phone.

Other Notes: Woodrow is absorbing Matt Fletcher’s levels. Matt gained 37 levels overall, so half of 34 is (about) 18, which will be distributed.

False Joviality: Painful History: Katawa Shoujo OST
Imagined Enemies: Battle for Everyone's Souls: Persona 3