Hiya! My name’s Storm (she/he), and I’m a professional trainer specializing in electric types. Their needs are often super unique, and it’s been
stressful
learning how to
exist
outside
reality,
especially while tending to those needs.
I’m from Nimbasa City in Unova (No, I’m not pro-Plasma. Even their own former members number among their victims), though I do a fair bit of travel around the region to keep my babies happy. Currently I’m
lost
in
time
due to events outside my control, but before that I was doing a gym challenge. Now I’d just like to go home.
I’ve currently got six Pokémon in my care:
Ozone, my Zebstrika. He’s been with me ever since I was little, and I love his grumpy ass dearly. He’s getting on in years, but he’s still gotta get his daily run in. He got his name for his smell lmao (I’ve since learned that it’s fairly common for Blitzle and Zebstrika!). He’s actually a bit large for a Zebstrika, which is great because that means he’s perfect for me to ride!
Nimbus, my Luxray. She was a rescue, and the one who got me passionate about electric types! I found her out on the streets of Nimbasa with a chunk outta her ear, back when she was just a little (very fluffy) Shinx. Since then she’s gotten very friendly and cuddly. She can startle pretty easily, but she’s a big softie at heart. Nimbus is really sensitive to others’ feelings, and great at soothing them. She actually has a slightly unusual pigmentation, because the usual yellows are actually pinks
Lux, my Kilowattrel. Wattrel aren’t found around here, but I got a line on a breeder who was happy to hook me up with him. He’s still pretty young, but really eager to learn. He’s got the makings of a star teammate, for sure! His favorite thing is when he gets to soar out above the docks whenever we’re in Driftveil or Castelia
Beanie, my Galvantula. She kinda fell into my lap by accident, and now she’s part of the family! Caught her as a Joltik feeding on one of my electrical sockets when I came home from training one day, and she captured my heart. She really enjoyed sitting on heads as a Joltik, and she’s convinced she’s still lap-sized. This causes many problems
Dymie, my Magneton. Short for Neodymium. It’s a mischievous lil guy. Tries to use its magnets to unzip my zippers, and seems to reflexively generate interference whenever a Rotom’s camera is pointed at it. It doesn’t care about my XTransceiver though? Caught it out in the Virbank Complex as preparation for my fight with Roxie!
Pal, my Wash Rotom! This little shit used to be my phone before it broke out. It struggles to see when its pranks have gone too far. Dymie used to bully it as a phone, but has decided to take mercy. Presumably because it doesn’t have a camera anymore? But have you ever heard the urban legend about time-traveling Rotom elevators? Seems something like that is my issue
-BZZT- That seems a bit HARSH, STORM. And you skipped that I can TALK? LAME! -BZZT-
(Selfies and more under the cut!)














