Circus Darkrai Application: Booster Mellow

Name: Booster Mellow

Age:24

Gender: Male

Pokémon: Forretress

Ability: Sturdy

Job: Pyrotechnicion (light show)

Wish: "I wish I wasn't hindered by my shell."
It seemed a reasonable thing to say at the time. If Booster could take his shell off for a while he could finally reach his toes maybe even stop himself from rolling down a hill. His rocket building would improve exponentially.

Backfire: Mr. Dark did not hesitate at Booster's answer. He quickly wisked the shell away and left Booster's soft insides completely exposed. The world came at him too fast, Booster fell to the ground and had his first experience with pain. When the wind blew the dust felt like needles and when he tried to cover himself, cloth was rough and scratchy. His body was bleeding and sore. Everything was painful and threatening. He couldn't make it home; he walked back to the circus and never left.


Personality: Booster is self conscious so he keeps himself busy to divert his mind. He is very active, always working with his hands. He likes learning new things but often keeps to himself. After his wish, Booster was very fragile and in pain most of the time. His bandages cover his burns from his rocket tests and protect him from further damage to his soft tissue. He has a fondness for small children and loves to show off his custom explosives. Booster's humor can be dry and sarcastic but he never means it to be taken offensively. His tall stature can be intimidating as well as his staring dark eyes. Booster counters this by speaking more though his body movements, rather than facial expression. Now that he is fee to move without his shell Booster often feels too light on his feet and his balance has never been the same.

History: Booster's evolution into a Forretress was a relief to his family. He had always been the bravest of his four siblings and often got into trouble. Trying to be strong like his great Uncle Red, the strongest shell in the family. Booster's family is extended and they all live in large rural areas away from other people. When they get together on weekends they had big parties and Forrtress's would dare each other to test their shell strength. Booster was introduced to firecrackers during one such weekend when his Uncle decided to strap ten dynamite sticks to his back. Booster's dad tossed the small explosives at him to set the sticks off. The explosion was tremendous and nearly took down the house. The resulting fire injured many of the Pineco members of the family. Booster had been knocked into the house during the explosion and got covered by debris. When he crawled out hours later his parents and siblings had believed him dead. To everyone's relief the fire had instead jump-started his evolution and he became the first of his mother's side to become a Forretress. Uncle Red was left with a gaping hole in his shell and was banned from participation at gatherings.

Now that he was a Forrtress Booster felt invincible. The regular dares from his family quickly became mundane and unchallenging. Heavy rocks and withstanding long drops was not exciting enough and caused him to have headaches. Booster started building up his own strength tests: with explosives as Uncle Red had done. The initial goal was to redo his great Uncles "dynamite challenge" and survive it. His family protested, even his Uncle Red was concerned but Booster came out of the blast visibly undamaged. Like before though the blast from the explosives was a devastating one. Precautions had been laid to prevent the same destruction as before. The blast was put far away from the house and all non-flammable family members were positioned in front so as to protect everyone else. When the explosion went off no one noticed one of Booster's younger siblings sneaking in the bushes near by. Booster only heard a small giggle and turned to look at his small wide-eyed sister as flames engulfed the area around him.

Booster's interests shifted dramatically after he walked away from the dynamite blast. His sister had apparently wanted to  get near the blast so it would trigger her evolution as it did her brother. The burden of the accident weighed on Booster heavily and he manifested his depression and anger into his shell. Since explosives was all he new Booster began making his own explosives to be used as entertainment rather than for strength. He dove into his new hobby wanting to make something beautiful to cover his memory of the accident. Creating bottle rockets and whizzing windups that sparked as they twirled into the sky. They were beautiful and he wanted to join them but he was grounded by the weight of his shell. His shell made it impossible to do anything anymore. He started to hate it. Whenever something broke it was his shell, whenever something fell over it was his shell. It became a deep seated pain in the back of his mind that his shell had caused his sister's death. The only release from this pain was making his rockets and even that started to be hindered by his shell. That's when his hate really turned. He started beating himself and it scared his family. They didn't understand how much he hated this thing on his back, constantly reminding him of his guilt.

The extra rockets and sparklers Booster made, he sold at parades in town. Seeing the faces of small children as they gawked at the sparklers was a highlight in his day. It was also a lot of sitting which made his thoughts wander... to his sister. This is where he came across the Circus poster. He decided to pack up early and go visit the show seeing it as a welcome distraction. Booster walked around the booths picking up a few trinkets for his siblings back home. Then went to the bigtop to see the show. His favorite act was the acrobats and how they swung so freely through the air. As he sat in the bleachers he became acutely aware at how heavy and unfree his shell had become to him. He thought of all the times it had held him back and what it had done to his life. His whole body started to feel heavy and weighted and he had to get up and walk out before he fell through the floor. On the way out of the bigtop a voice ask him to make a wish and Booster made the stupidest mistake of his life.

Likes: Matches, fabric softener, enclosed dark spaces, dull warmth of a lamp, brightly colored paint, and the color orange.
Dislikes: Grit, anything hot that tends to spill, having to smile for the camera.

Move set: Zap canon
               Heavy Slam
               Mirror Shot
               Self Destruct (last resort)

Extra: He has to learn that his strength comes from his personality. An inner strength to replace his outer one. He had this as a Pineco when he was young. The loss of his shell that he has had for so long has put the way he sees into a shocking new perspective. So it will take hims a while to rediscover and hone his strength again. He will never leave the circus because It has become his new shell it protects him and keeps him safe. The best way for Booster to be understood is if he talks for himself.