Raphael Wishaw [Circus Darkrai app]

Name:
 Raphael Wishaw

Age:
 23

Gender:
 Male

Pokémon:
 Meowstic

Ability:
 Keen Eye

Job:
Anouncer
About half an hour before the show at the top tent starts Raphael will walk through their current city stop, playing happy melodys on his Lugia flute while Raphaela will hold a little Circus Darkrai flag, letting people now that the show is about to start soon and trying to get some interested people in last minute.

Wish:
"I wish that I stay at my brothers side until he finds someone worthy to replace me..."

Beeing deadly sick, Raphaela's only thought was her beloved, helpless brother. Who would support him if she wasn't there anymore? Would he ever find someone having such a strong bond with him that they would support him? She wasn't sure, and as she had a free wish from the Darkrai she simply used it for Raphael's Sake.

Instead of curing her from her sickness like she thought first, Mr.Dark turned Raphaels beloved Sister into a marionette; unable to move herself. She would stay at her brothers side- as she had no choice. Raphael moves her with his psychic powers and communicates with her through their mind.

Raphael can leave the Circus grounds as it is part of his job; but only as long as he plays the flute to attract visitors. If he stops, the connection between his Sister-doll and himself fades slowly until they dont have any. After the connetion is lost, the doll will fall apart until the point where it can't be repaired anymore.

Personality:

Raphael is a very closed, absent person. Socally awkward, He will barely to never look in someones eyes; even if he's talking with them  he will most likely look away as he can't stand direct stares. This makes him seem rude or inattetive, but actually he grabs up every word and saves it, giving him a good memory. He is shy and will never do the first turn as he feels insecure in nearly every situation which led him to become silent. The only few emotions he shows are mostly seen through Raphaela, as example when he's happy she might spin around. If Raphael gets angry, he will quiet talking and instead will use Raphaela for it.
Eventually he is really cowardly. As example, if someone would pick up Raphaela whitout permission he would not interact because he would be to afraid. He probably would just stand there staring helpless.
He get's scared easily, even sudden moves make him nervous.

History:

It was late in the night when a female Meowstic crouched in one of the many alleys of Celadon City. She wasn't older than 22, but her face full of sorrow and desperate, marked by typical scars of illnesses a prostitute would catch around this time made her look like fourty as the beauty of her youth had faded a long time ago. She shivered, exhausted, and infront of her on her coat two newborn children where laying on the ground. The Mewostic just gave birth, glad about the mild temperature. Healthy twins; but nothing she could afford in her job. But she couldn't just let them leave there... So after a short pause she quickly picked the children up and staggered through the city, kneewing about an Orphanage that was next to it. Her feet managed to carry her all the way to it and after she was sure nobody was looking, she put the children, who still where covered in the coat, down and quickly left whitout looking back.

Children laying at the portal of the orphanage was nothing new for the nurses though twins were something new for them. The two beeing Espurr's were hard do distinguish and due the fact they always stay'd together, the nurses called them Raphael and Raphaela; because no matter whom they would call, both would arrive. It was a hard time for the two kids, barely having any childhood and often beeing abused by the annoyed and impantient nurses. The unloved enviroment intensified the Espurr's characters; The female, Raphaela who always was wild, got even stronger and coquettish, while the already quiet Raphael who had to sat through many got silent until the point he didn't want to talk anymore. It was obvious that Raphaela was the stronger one while Raphael was quiete devote.

At the age of 15 the twins had to leave due to the orphanage had not enough money to take care for older children. Leaving the horrid place, they had to live whitout a home for a few days until Raphael found work in a factory. Of course Raphael would talk, but only as much as he needed too. After earning enough money they found a flat that fit the needs but simply to get more money in, Raphaela searched for a job as cleaner. The male meowstic worked a lot more indeed though Raphaela's working place was a more friendly place as she worked for an old womn who used to make gifts from time to time. The biggest gift was a beautiful Lugia flute made of silver; as the old woman had no children she had no use of it and was afraid it would be stolen if she would sell it. Raphaela gave the flute to her brother as she knew that he loved music, and in his freetime he learned to play; songs dedicated just to his beloved sister.

Years passed and one harsh winter, the old Lady died. The twins had a lower income now, and too get more warm clothes for both of them Raphael took overtime hours at the fabric. Raphaela however, was still on search for a new job. Walking around through the cold harsh city, she ended up catching a could which rapidly turned into pneumonia. The two grew more desperate now, as Raphael emitionally dependet on his sister. But he could not afford any medicine and after a while it was clear that she would not make it. As he stayed with his sister day for day, he lost his job at the factory too.
Coming home from the market, a basked full berries and a little paper in the other hand, Raphael sat down on his sister's bed. Her eyes began to glow in exitement as she saw the paper, and she reached for the paper that was an announcement for Circus Darkrai.

"I want to go there." They never had much fun in their lives and a circus was one of their child dreams- how long would Raphaela live anyway? wouldn't it be fair to grant her that one last wish? Still, Raphael was precarious about the idea but however, took her to the circus, seeing his sister smile for a while. After the show they wanted to head back, but Raphaela was caught in a coughing attack. Worried he kneel down next to her, not noticing the shadow that was emerging behind them.

"Oooh, so ill, huh? Not the best time to come out of the bed." Mr.Dark's voice send shivers over the boy's back and he turned around to see a Darkrai. The girl wasn't as scared as her brother. For his suprise, she smiled. "not really."
The Darkrai bent down to her. "I see you two arent going well now.. maybe this can be fixed with... a wish?"
The girl started laughing but ended up coughing again. Pressing her hand against her mought, she could see that she coughed up blood. Raphael slightly panicked and tried to get her up again before she would continue speaking, but his stubborn sister held him back. "A wish. You could hea... heal me... or...." She looked up at Raphael. He was so desperate... so helpless, innocent and alone... If she would wish to be healed, she would become ill on a later point again.

"I wish that I stay at my brothers side until he finds someone worthy to replace me..."

The Darkrai smiled and snipped his fingers. "wish granted." A cold wind came up and she placed a hand against her chest. Suddendly, her pain was gone, but she felt more and more dizzy until she fell unconscious.
As she opened her eyes again, she could see her brother; he seemed far in the distance but as he bend down to get closer, she could see the shock in his face. He howled desperately, "What have you done? why did you do this???" The boy turned around but the Ringmaster was gone for now. Raphael reached his hands after his sister and picked her up, as she still did not realize what was going on. "I'm sorry, I'm o sorry." The voice of her brother again, but now in her mind. "It's my fault... I never should have brought you here..."

She had hoped that Mr.Dark would cure her illness or make her immortal so she could stay any longer; but the moment the Darkrai snipped her fingers, He turned her into a marionette, makind them depent on each other more than they did before.

Raphael still feels guilty for what happened as he believes that it is his fault, that he never should have brought his sister to that circus.

Likes and Dislikes:

+music
+soliude
+his sister
+his audience
+sleeping (he's a cat after all)

-Mr.Dark
-his sisters misery
-talking with others (thanks captain)
-the cold
-water
-sudden moves

Move set:

-Helping hand
-Psyschock
-Misty Terrain
-Fake out

Extra:


He might exchange things with his sister he would never say out loud
He's about 170 cm tall
While walking through the city, playing his flute, he opens his ears a bit because he needs to concentrate on two things. Opening his ears will support his psychic strenght.
Most things you will hear from him are"Ah/Uhm/Ehr" or laughing, howling, growling etc.
He talks but he barely will do so.
He's a big Lugia fan because of his flute. His clothes have the same colors as it.
Even though hes older than Cäcilie, he is much more of a kid than she is.