Post by DANIEL FIDLER on Nov 12, 2014 1:50:05 GMT
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▶ BASIC INFORMATION.
▶ daniel fidler, kopec. danny, scraps.
▶ NAME:
daniel gene fidler
▶ AGE:
twenty-seven
▶ GENDER:
male
▶ HOMETOWN:
JOHTO, goldenrod city
▶ AFFILIATION:
kopec
▶ JOB/OCCUPATION:
mob boss - daniel has found himself rather comfortable in the underbelly of goldenrod. under the counter deals and other shady trades are his bread and butter, and he’s made himself into a powerful pusher of illegal goods. he and his gang control a large portion of the goldenrod underground.
muscle - as his nickname “scraps” may imply, he’s got a way with his fists. as a result he’s found himself more than once working guard duty for some vip -- either one in the limelight or one skating through the shadows. this included a stint as a high-ranking rocket during their run in johto.
mercenary - if you throw some money his way daniel will help either side. make some reports on zemina supporters and dissenters, sell some guns, offer manpower, and for the right amount of money drag himself to the front lines. cash rules the world, and daniel is not one to fight its pull.
muscle - as his nickname “scraps” may imply, he’s got a way with his fists. as a result he’s found himself more than once working guard duty for some vip -- either one in the limelight or one skating through the shadows. this included a stint as a high-ranking rocket during their run in johto.
mercenary - if you throw some money his way daniel will help either side. make some reports on zemina supporters and dissenters, sell some guns, offer manpower, and for the right amount of money drag himself to the front lines. cash rules the world, and daniel is not one to fight its pull.
▶ IN-DEPTH INFORMATION.
▶ PERSONALITY:
✓confident, forward, scrupulous, enthusiastic, strong-willed
✕ deceitful, cynical, vindictive, temperamental, obsessive
✕ deceitful, cynical, vindictive, temperamental, obsessive
▶ HISTORY:
Daniel started out like any other slum kid. Born to depraved parents, one often too strung out to acknowledge his existence while the other was too busy getting drunk and starting fights to appear until late at night. So, like many of the other children growing up in the gutter he existed as an independent. He roamed the streets and saw the “horrors” of the underbelly of Goldenrod first hand from a young age. The dealers, the fights, the danger. But, unlike most slum kids, he found himself comfortable.
There are a few things one could do in Daniel’s situation. They could give in to circumstance. Surrender to their position on the societal ladder and sink deeper and deeper into the gutter. They could try and rise. Become one of those success stories you hear, from zero to hero. Or, they could meet in the middle. Take advantage of circumstance, rise -- but only so far that they become top of the bottom. Having seen the kind of men and women who thrived in their environment, the way they carried themselves and the way others responded to their presence. It enthralled him. He didn’t want to leave the underground, he decided he wanted to rule it.
Of course, in the beginning it was very little more than a child proclaiming some day they’d walk on the moon. A young Daniel didn’t even know where to start, and hardly had enough to provide for himself. As his first step he became another classic example of a street rat. While his mother slept the day away, and while his father drank it away, he was out making money and trouble. Stealing. Pickpocketing. He’d walk into the throngs of people that wandered Goldenrod and let his hands wander. Gently into a pocket, deftly over a watch chain. Sometimes he’d call them down with a pleading tone and puppy dog eyes, only to snatch jewelery off their neck and gun it. He was a fast one.
When larger children would come up to him and try to threaten him he did the same thing. Maybe suckered them and got off a punch, took a shot at their knees, tricked them with a move, and then he was gone. Sprinting down an alley, across the street, whatever and wherever he had to. He’d pawn off the items from the day, and then Daniel would repeat his process the next day.
As he grew older Daniel had to change to fit his new build. In his early teens he found himself not as quick and skilled on his feet as he had been as a child. Instead he let himself grow into his body as puberty started. No longer did he need to plead or sneak to get money. He didn’t have to go sprinting off like a meowth with its tail between its legs. He just had to corner someone and let his pokemon -- some stolen, some simply found -- and a switchblade do the talking. He started making a name for himself, started getting entangled in the world of trash he’d been so entranced by as a child.
Daniel quickly earned a reputation as one not to mess with. Puberty had hit him hard and fast, and even though he was hardly fifteen he was tall and toned. And he had a temper. Fiery and fierce, it made him a force to be reckoned with. But also one to be harnessed. He got his foot in the door thanks to his reputation, recruited by one of the mob bosses he’d been watching for so long. Just another bit of muscle, but he was finally starting to make it. He was given fresh pokemon, new toys, and more opportunities.
Around the time he turned seventeen he heard the whispers about Team Rocket. The gang that had caused so much trouble and climbed to such amazing heights in Kanto was starting up in Johto. Daniel had moved up from simple muscle to an associate. He made deals and was allowed some minor administrative powers. Knowing their history, he recommended the boss try and give them a hand. Needless to say, it payed well. Their under-the-table services helped Team Rocket get some firm footing in the region, and Daniel himself found himself implanted among their ranks looking out for some of the big guys.
Of course, not every deal could work out perfectly. But, to be honest, Daniel had expected something big to topple this one. The league, not some kids. He hadn’t done his research very thoroughly, and had missed the part where the exact same thing happened when Team Rocket rose in Kanto. Some crazy powerful upstart came out flinging around pokemon way out of their league. Even Daniel found himself crushed before them. It was astounding to him, but he retreated. In the coming years the boss he’d been working for for years would pass, and due to his contributions his crown and scepter were passed on to Daniel.
For years Daniel focused on making his reach as wide as possible. He wanted Goldenrod under his foot, and made that clear in the way he conducted business. The gang under his leadership did their best to dip their toes in everything. Pokemon poaching and transport, human trafficking, drug deals, you name it he had some goon doing it. And then from there he muscled out the competition. He pushed and pushed the prices, the venues, and provided roadblocks for his opponents. When things got rough sometimes he’d send one of his best men with a couple loaned pokemon and a gun. Sometimes when it called for it he’d sew up a loose end on his own. By the time the calls for war started Goldenrod’s underground was in his hand in several large ways. In no time he was making plans for deals to both sides, and accepting calls for an extra soldier or two.
The war proved one of the greatest boosts to his profits. Both sides wanted guns, wanted pokemon, wanted anything that would give them an edge. And Daniel was more than happy to supply all of these things. It made his pockets fatter and his business stronger, who could hate that? His allegiance to “Kopec” is little more than a guise. His allegiance is to money, to his gang, and to himself. And that won’t be changing anytime soon.
tl;dr Daniel was born in the slums of Goldenrod. He decided early on in life that he didn't wish to leave the slums, but become one of the great mob bosses instead some day. He spent a lot of his youth preparing for this. Participating in minor theft before moving up to mugging and then full on gang activity. Urged the gang he joined to work with Team Rocket when they showed up in Johto and helped them disengage from them when Team Rocket fell. Having earned a lot of trust was given the role of boss when the past boss died. Does his best to help the gang grow, participating in many illegal activities to fund and empower them. Currently works with both sides of the war, filling his pockets with blood money.
There are a few things one could do in Daniel’s situation. They could give in to circumstance. Surrender to their position on the societal ladder and sink deeper and deeper into the gutter. They could try and rise. Become one of those success stories you hear, from zero to hero. Or, they could meet in the middle. Take advantage of circumstance, rise -- but only so far that they become top of the bottom. Having seen the kind of men and women who thrived in their environment, the way they carried themselves and the way others responded to their presence. It enthralled him. He didn’t want to leave the underground, he decided he wanted to rule it.
Of course, in the beginning it was very little more than a child proclaiming some day they’d walk on the moon. A young Daniel didn’t even know where to start, and hardly had enough to provide for himself. As his first step he became another classic example of a street rat. While his mother slept the day away, and while his father drank it away, he was out making money and trouble. Stealing. Pickpocketing. He’d walk into the throngs of people that wandered Goldenrod and let his hands wander. Gently into a pocket, deftly over a watch chain. Sometimes he’d call them down with a pleading tone and puppy dog eyes, only to snatch jewelery off their neck and gun it. He was a fast one.
When larger children would come up to him and try to threaten him he did the same thing. Maybe suckered them and got off a punch, took a shot at their knees, tricked them with a move, and then he was gone. Sprinting down an alley, across the street, whatever and wherever he had to. He’d pawn off the items from the day, and then Daniel would repeat his process the next day.
As he grew older Daniel had to change to fit his new build. In his early teens he found himself not as quick and skilled on his feet as he had been as a child. Instead he let himself grow into his body as puberty started. No longer did he need to plead or sneak to get money. He didn’t have to go sprinting off like a meowth with its tail between its legs. He just had to corner someone and let his pokemon -- some stolen, some simply found -- and a switchblade do the talking. He started making a name for himself, started getting entangled in the world of trash he’d been so entranced by as a child.
Daniel quickly earned a reputation as one not to mess with. Puberty had hit him hard and fast, and even though he was hardly fifteen he was tall and toned. And he had a temper. Fiery and fierce, it made him a force to be reckoned with. But also one to be harnessed. He got his foot in the door thanks to his reputation, recruited by one of the mob bosses he’d been watching for so long. Just another bit of muscle, but he was finally starting to make it. He was given fresh pokemon, new toys, and more opportunities.
Around the time he turned seventeen he heard the whispers about Team Rocket. The gang that had caused so much trouble and climbed to such amazing heights in Kanto was starting up in Johto. Daniel had moved up from simple muscle to an associate. He made deals and was allowed some minor administrative powers. Knowing their history, he recommended the boss try and give them a hand. Needless to say, it payed well. Their under-the-table services helped Team Rocket get some firm footing in the region, and Daniel himself found himself implanted among their ranks looking out for some of the big guys.
Of course, not every deal could work out perfectly. But, to be honest, Daniel had expected something big to topple this one. The league, not some kids. He hadn’t done his research very thoroughly, and had missed the part where the exact same thing happened when Team Rocket rose in Kanto. Some crazy powerful upstart came out flinging around pokemon way out of their league. Even Daniel found himself crushed before them. It was astounding to him, but he retreated. In the coming years the boss he’d been working for for years would pass, and due to his contributions his crown and scepter were passed on to Daniel.
For years Daniel focused on making his reach as wide as possible. He wanted Goldenrod under his foot, and made that clear in the way he conducted business. The gang under his leadership did their best to dip their toes in everything. Pokemon poaching and transport, human trafficking, drug deals, you name it he had some goon doing it. And then from there he muscled out the competition. He pushed and pushed the prices, the venues, and provided roadblocks for his opponents. When things got rough sometimes he’d send one of his best men with a couple loaned pokemon and a gun. Sometimes when it called for it he’d sew up a loose end on his own. By the time the calls for war started Goldenrod’s underground was in his hand in several large ways. In no time he was making plans for deals to both sides, and accepting calls for an extra soldier or two.
The war proved one of the greatest boosts to his profits. Both sides wanted guns, wanted pokemon, wanted anything that would give them an edge. And Daniel was more than happy to supply all of these things. It made his pockets fatter and his business stronger, who could hate that? His allegiance to “Kopec” is little more than a guise. His allegiance is to money, to his gang, and to himself. And that won’t be changing anytime soon.
tl;dr Daniel was born in the slums of Goldenrod. He decided early on in life that he didn't wish to leave the slums, but become one of the great mob bosses instead some day. He spent a lot of his youth preparing for this. Participating in minor theft before moving up to mugging and then full on gang activity. Urged the gang he joined to work with Team Rocket when they showed up in Johto and helped them disengage from them when Team Rocket fell. Having earned a lot of trust was given the role of boss when the past boss died. Does his best to help the gang grow, participating in many illegal activities to fund and empower them. Currently works with both sides of the war, filling his pockets with blood money.
▶ KNOWN POKEMON:
 forseti . ♂ . levitate
|  frigg . ♀ . insomnia
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 freyja . ♀ . mold breaker
|  thor . ♂ . motor drive.
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 freyr . ♂ . solid rock
|  ullr . ♂ . torrent
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 fulla . ♀ . sap sipper
|  dellingr . ♂ . battle armor
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