Proton :: St. Mortiel

EDIT:: new app art! He's now taller, heavier and can ever grow a little rough patch. You can still check the older one here: sta.sh/094fdtnpcvu

I always wanted a sort of half-robot android character so here goes nothing


^{WELL FRICK I HOPE THE HISTORY ISN`T TOO LONG}

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Basic Info

• Name: Proton Voelkner

• Gender: Androgenous because of species, but identifies as male

• Age: 18 | 31rst July
• Height: 6' feet 3" inches | 190 cm (WRONG ON APP)
• Weight: 180 lbs | 82 kg

Character Info

• Hometown: Vermilion city | Kanto
• Personality: 
• |QUICK TEMPERED|

• While the Voltorb line is known for its usually explosive and loud nature, Proton has learned to mostly control these urges. However, it`s still not too hard to tick this boy off, though he tries to suffer through his anger internally instead of lashing out. You can tell how pissed off he is by the number of veins that start popping up on his forehead and his twitching eyebrows; an involuntary appearance he carries so often, that it has earned him the nickname "pissy boy" in middle school. 
• Anger stimulants: Idiocy, things that don`t make sense, daily annoyances

• |REALIST|
• Proton won`t get swayed much by emotional events, such as sappy movies, crushes, other's sad backstories etc.. Nor does he believe in anything otherwordly, like ghosts or sci-fi books. He often reacts to these things with rolling his eyes or a long sigh. Sometimes even getting anything from annoyed to pissed off if you try to prove him otherwise. Despite this, he still has a strong sense for his own spiritual beliefs.
• And while he might seem like a bit of a grump at first glance, Proton actually has a wide sense of humor. He even finds puns incredibly funny and often uses them himself... without much success. Still it excites the Voltorb when he manages to pull of a joke, especially with his speech difficulty. Plus once you get this guy to laugh, it`s hard to make him stop. 
• Still, he`s very literal and hardly ever sees between the lines. It`s not that he doesn`t understand metaphors, as he uses them often himself, but more than enough forgets about them. The guy often offends without even intending to. 

• |PERCEPTIVE|
• A good listener thanks to the fact he can record anything he hears - he usually only follows about half of what you say, since his head is cluttered with wireless signals, radio stations and background processes, and later on fast forwards through your conversation to answer any of your possibly pending questions or pleas for advice. 
• He`s the first one who`s most likely to notice something`s off. 

• |CLINGY|
• Proton is used to living an ideal tight knit family back at home and emotionally doesn`t take being alone too well. He will try his best to entertain himself when on his own, but always prefers the company of a living breathing person, even if you're just sitting in the same room. He`s not the quickest when it comes to forming bonds, but he grows easily fond of the people that make it on to his friends list. Luckily, thanks to his father`s military-like training that has been imprinted into Proton and his siblings, he is perfectly capable of surviving as an independent and confident person, even though on the inside he will still wish he had someone to share his time with. 

• |DEFIANT|
• Proton is a naturally protective type of person - for example, you will find him constantly extending his arm to prevent you from falling, crossing the road or simply to keep you balanced. He prefers having things under his control, almost to the point where it becomes annoying. It`s as if he believes he`s the only one who can keep his cool at all times. Which, while true, doesn`t promise he will make the best of decisions. 
• He has a very sturdy build and tends to express his fearless-like behaviour with his poses. You will hardly ever find him crossing his arms, scrounching in a corner or maybe looking down at the ground. He has learned to fake his confidence even in the most embarrassing situations. Though he still needs to get his selfdestruct move under control.
• ENERGETIC, CHILDISH, DEFENSIVE

• History:

•          Oh, how lucky he was to be born in Vermilion, a city so busting with technology and electric types. Or well, not exactly in Vermilion, but in a smaller settlement near the Diglett cave, not so far away from this modern center. A tiny but thriving town, that prided itself with its large population of androgynous pokemon. It was a very accepting place to be born into, especially for the Voelkner family, who already had generations of previous members residing in this mineral colony. At least from his mother`s side that is. She had met his father when he was going through his military training in Vermilion. Stopping at the local market to pick up some groceries for her younger brother, she was spotted by a young and eager nosepass that stood in the small crowd of to-be soldiers. They were performing some sort of military alignments for others to watch and still this nosepass managed to mess up after the young voltorb came into his view.  
  The military group stayed in the city training for another few months, during which this goofy nosepass came to know and fall in love with Proton's mother. She vowed to wait for him if the time ever came that he would have to leave her side. And that time did come, sooner than they both expected and at the worst possible time for the pregnant and married voltorb. His father left as an inexperienced boy and came back several years later as a ruthless sergeant, a transformation the now electrode wasn`t prepared for. The nosepass had learned to love his job and broke his promise to come back as soon as possible, instead involving himself in the military career even further. He would leave for months and then return for a few days, only to once again wave a goodbye to his wife and offspring for a new exciting mission. And somehow he managed to father two more children with her in between his busy life, the third one going by the name Proton.  
•           Proton had a fairly carefree life up until the age of eight. His family was well off because of his father's high status and his mother considered caring for her large family as her most important job. He was however the main target of his mother`s worry, being a late bloomer in most of his milestones. Even today, he still hasn`t learned to utilize his speakers properly and relies mostly on catching random parts of lyrics from radio stations as a form of communication. Too bad he completely looses his ability to speak in areas with zero signal. 
  At the age of seven, his parents gathered up enough money to travel abroad and visit the theater in Johto. It was the first time the young boy was away from his small town life and it would be an understatement saying he was simply fascinated by the variety of pokemon he saw. He was slightly puzzled as to why the females were so very different from the male pokemon, especially when it came to the two meowstic performing on stage. His own mother always had a little boyish figure with a flat chest and so did he, but some of the mons here were carrying such impressing curves of meat on their hips and chests.  After safely returning home, Proton raised a question his mother was anxious would come. "What am I?" he asked in a perfectly formed sentence, as he was carefully forming the words on the whole way home. And since the electrode never labeled her kids a single gender, she decided not to confuse her young ones mind. "You`re my little angel of course." she would respond, in the same manner she would answer her two older children.  
•           When Proton turned nine, her father had a terrible accident involving his army job, one that disabled him from ever again being able to work in the field. It was a double edged sword; on one hand, the probopass was finally able to return to his growing family, but on the other, his father was a complete junkie for his job. It didn`t last long before he found a work similar to his previous - recruit training at the local military academy in Vermilion. And it was hard for him to turn off his job-like behavior when he came home. Against his wife`s protests, he saw all his children as sons and began treating them like little soldiers. He expected them to refer to him as "yes, sir." and not to speak when not questioned. Proton now had to adapt to a new strict routine, that had up until then been completely alien to him. He was put through vigorous training, be it by his own father`s hands or through the several military schools and camps he was sent to. And slowly, but surely, after the many transformations he went through and as his shoulders and chin grew wider and his arms stronger from all the pushups, running and jumping, Proton was truly beginning to see the strong leader-like male in himself. He gladly accepted his new identity as he was no longer the scrawny little boy everyone remembered him as. And so, even as a young teenager, Proton always seemed much older than he truly was, thanks to his strong appearance, height and mature thinking.  
•           And while his father taught the family how important it was to stay close and to help out the weaker members, the older the sons got, the farther his mother and brothers began to drift away. Unlike Proton, who enjoyed the closeness of their relationships and didn`t mind his father`s bossy nature, his older brother Mason saw it differently. He was the most feminine of the four and never truly adapted to the strict and proper life. Nor did he want to become a soldier like his father wished for. He secretly left at the age of eighteen to pursue a career as a stand-up comedian, leaving his spot at the military academy behind. His father was furious and even Proton saw it as a betrayal to all his beliefs. And once his eldest brother completed the same school Mason abandoned, instead of coming home to reunite with his family, he discretely met up with Proton and warned him about his future. He told him his interests would be pushed aside, that he too would be sent away to become a sergeant without being able to choose his own path. He urged Proton to run away before he was under his father`s complete command. But the voltorb didn`t listen. In fact, he was very well aware of what was awaiting him and welcomed it with open arms. He was grateful for the style of life his father showed him and called his brother a traitor to the family`s traditions. 
•           Everything seemed to fall apart after that, but Proton never wanted to acknowledge it. He desired for the perfect family they had before and  was constantly searching for who to blame for the recent misfortunes. And eventually, he did find a person to focus his anger on.  
  His mother was growing weaker and fragile the longer she had to stay without her two sons that meant her life to her. She found it monstrous how her husband changed her very own children that used to be so carefree and full of their own ambition, into these cookie-cutter little people. And in the end she couldn`t take it anymore and disappeared one night, with a note left behind describing how she didn`t even feel any guilt for leaving, as she no longer recognized the people who she shared her home with. Unfortunately for Proton, he was the first to lay his hands on this piece of paper and the first one as well to read it. It left him with a sour feeling and a type of anger he had never felt before. Anger, he for the first time ever couldn`t exactly pinpoint as to where it was coming from as well why he felt it towards the father he idolized so much. The voltorb clenched his fists and carrying a fearless expression he met up with his older kin and threw the most determined and perfect punch straight between the old man`s eyes, putting a permanent crack on his large ugly nose. And being the late bloomer he was, it was that day that he finally released his first self-destruct move.  
•          Voltorb and Electrode kids often have trouble controlling their anger and self-destruction and Proton was no different. Over the course of time, he had somehow managed to convince himself that the spontaneous rage he felt for his father was only a result of not being able to control his powers. Though it was possible he was merely looking for a reason to forgive him. It made Proton uncomfortable having no one to look up to and going against the one thing that was so ingrained into his brain - the importance of holding a family together. Even if the last few months were anything but that. Eventually, his father decided it would be best for him to have a change of scenery, ultimately sending him off to a far-away school in Hoenn. And because of Proton's clingy nature and need to have someone important by his side, it wasn`t long before he found himself a new best friend; a young nuzleaf. It was the best possible friend for someone who was struggling with anger issues. The nuzleaf was the calmest and most chill dude Proton had ever known. There were some big striking differences between the two, including the nuzleaf's oddly flirtatious personality and need to rebel. Still, it never stopped them from creating a very close bond. But good things never last, his friend moved away to a new school and he was left alone. A little heartbroken, he moved back home hoping to rebuild his relationship with his father. It worked out for a while and things were finally turning towards the brighter side. He found himself a fun part-time job, helped his father with his own work and even learned to control his self-destruction tendencies, half thanks to the advice he received from his old friend. So it was a bit of a shock to learn his old man was once again planning to send him off to a prestige institute...

Pokemon Stats

• Species: #100 Voltorb
• Type: Electric
• Level: 48

• Extra Moveset: 
  
•  Sucker Punch
•  Hidden Power
•  Magic Coat
•  Protect

School Stats

• Grade: 5th (6th now)
• Schedule:
• Math: AP Statistics
• Science: Geoscience
• Social Studies: Government and Politics
• World Languages: AP Spanish
• Language: Journalism
• Art: Intermediate Dance
• P.E. & Heath: Health V, Introduction to Athletic Training
• Business: Marketing
• Religious studies
• Battle
• Extra Activities:
• Club: Speech and Debate Club
  
• Sports: Track and Field

Extra:

- *Caution: Bumping into him with a greater force or getting him extremely angry/nervous/flustered will cause explosions*
- Self-destructing himself is a rather painful process, but he has learned to live with the burden - basically, he emits a strong explosion (usually not powerful enough to actually majorly hurt anyone) and his body turns charred, which can be fixed by taking a nice bath or as Proton prefers, polishing himself with a roll of paper and febreeze.
- Proton is a VERY heavy sleeper (due to the fact that he basically shuts himself down and plugs into a charger) and is almost impossible to wake up under most circumstances
- Because of his obvious lack of mouth, Proton eighter stays quiet most of the time or tunes in to random radio channels to express himself (done by turning the two tuning devices on the sides of his head.) Or sometimes completely turns to using morse code.
- Longer residence in water results in an automatic shut down. 
- He might sometimes save some of the recorded conversations with his favorite friends and listen to them just for fun. 
- Some electric types seem to have an easier time understanding him, but this varies greatly from mon to mon.
- He`s actually afraid of small clawed rodents, especially when it comes to handling them. He mostly fears that they will scratch his shiny surface. 
- It`s not too noticeable, but Proton is a ginger - he shaves his head to match a soldier look and his freckles only surface during summer (and even then it`s rare)
- He is fascinated by voices, and finds it funny that everyone has a unique sound (the only reason he goes to the Speech and Debate club is to listen to others)
- Proton has a slight interest in journalism and sometimes wonders if he could possibly become a reporter.
- Despite his androgynous gender, he`s definitively more into females (though he might actually be into neighter)  
- However he does have a slight thing for cat-like pokemon for some reason, especially meowth and persian
- He doesn`t really like piercings, punk haircuts or tattoos (unless they some sort of deeper meaning)
- Plays the guitar and piano, but only boasts about the first one. 
- Thanks to his athletic build he`s pretty handy when it comes to most sports and uses most of his free time training
- Highly respectful of mothers and motherly figures, usually acts like a little kid around them. More than normally that is. 
- Loves hugs and from the people he acknowledges, hates most contact with anyone else. 
- he claims to be an aromantic, however will still experience crush-like symptoms around mons who remind him of his mother (petite, white, small-breasted, tall, short hair and a generally boyish look, gentle handling) 
- If you`re interested in how his speech sounds, basically any words written in "this style", are phrases he has already memorized and backed up on his memory. "THESE WORDS" are usually keywords he found on the internet or radio stations and are often very eighter very proper or chatspeak. He sometimes spells out his words like "T-H-I-S". That means he couldn`t find the word on the radio quickly enough and often happens when he`s trying to say names of people or new locations. When he speaks like "this", it`s most likely a definition he straight up stripped off of the internet. When nervous or trying to speak very quickly, he`ll sometimes blurt out words in morse code. 
- calls all the electric-types his comrades and has a thing for grass-types
- His claws are very numb despite their appearance, really. 
- At the age of 19 Proton plans on transferring to a military school

- occasionally lets a sort of goatie grow out