Item: N/A
Gender: Male
Age: 83 (Elder)
Species: Shuckle, #213, The Mold Pokemon
Height: 2'00 ft
Weight: 42.5 lbs
Dex Entry:Shuckle quietly hides itself under rocks, keeping its body concealed inside its hard shell while eating berries it has stored away. The berries mix with its body fluids to become a juice.
Level: 34
Ability: Sturdy
Nature: Careful
Characteristics: Capable of Taking Hits
Moves:
Round (TM)
Encore
Bide
Withdraw
History: Tony was a polite, lovely old fellow. He lived in Johto all his life, being a kind and caring and generous Shuckle. He loved cooking, and grew up with his mother cooking Berries in every way imaginable. But cooking was not to be this young Shuckle's passion for his life. His love was singing. Lounge Singing. His mother despised his frequent trips into cities to sing to other Pokemon. Tony didn't care. He even decided to name himself after his favorite human Lounge Singer, and he emulated him in every way he could. Life stayed simple. Singing to the masses earned him the attention of a Chatot named Ben. Ben was a smart little fella, and taught Tony a few tricks of the trade when it came to singing, and through a TM's assistance, Ben and Tony succeed in turning Tony into a beautiful singer. Nothing could compare to his deep, lovely voice as it rang around the city.
He lived a happy life. Living over 80 years in peace. He grew a love for the moon, since it was the only thing that didn't change as he grew old. Ben died, as did his mother, and some of the others he had befriended. On his 80th birthday, he halted singing to the masses, and relaxed in his old home, kindly greeting and talking to those who passed by occasionally. After a year, he went into hibernation for over two years, waking up to find horror. Nothing he did seemed to help or keep him safe, so he grew rather shy and timid, crawling as slowly as he could so the Infected thought him either dead, or thought he was a rock.
Tony sang to himself when things would calm down a bit, to keep himself calm and collected, and when things got rough, he was silent again in his dreadfully slow migration through Johto. Tony befriended a cute little Pikachu named Harvey on his journey, but that friend died quickly, saddening the old Shuckle. Although, he didn't dwell on such loss. The older he got, he noticed the thought of death perturbed him less and less, as if it no longer was a threat to him. He knew... he was old, slow, and weak, and wouldn't probably last very much longer, but he takes this foreboding truth with stride, just freeing his mind to concentrate on the road under him, not what lay ahead.
Tony Bennett, aging Shuckle and singer, stuck on Johto with much faster, stronger, and younger Infected monsters waiting to eat him at the flip of a hat.
Appearance: Tony's face is slightly wrinkled, but he takes enough care of himself so it's hard to notice untill he smiles. His shell is slightly faded, but again, not noticeable unless the light is strong.
Personality: Kind and soft-spoken. Very modest, and paitient with others. Shy and timid when things are dangerous, and often hides behind others or even rocks to stay hidden from sight. Death is something he talks about calmly, and is rarely bothered by it.
User Notes: Searches for a Microphone when he's in a city, so he can sing to others when they need comfort.
