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Spolied Brat

Obasi is a terminally bored narcissist begat by wealthy, but neglectful parents. His folks while rich led lives that left them in a constant rush, and so they simply opted to leave him with various nannies. His father was a businessman, and had even less time to spare than his pokemon Breeder wife. Even his babysitters considered him more of a paycheck than a child, and left the boy to his own devices. He’d often scour the yard for some pokemon to amuse him, where he met a neighbor boy that told him about being a Pokemon trainer. He was instantly in love with the idea and the potential he saw in it. If he wielded the might of stronger pokemon few would dare to challenge him.
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Due to his parent’s insistence that their child have the best education, Obasi was homeschooled. He’d hated this decision because it meant further boredom, but they were convinced the private teachers they’d hire were all he needed. The only thing Obasi could do was bare it, and hope that he could change their minds. In the meantime, he’d learned what he could about being a trainer. He also went on numerous trips with the servants into town whenever he could. Through the various personalities he’d met there, and studied them closely, learning little nuances. He loved observing people and the way they interacted. More importantly, he loved seeing the little social strings that manipulated and motivated people. Any chance he could get he would try to find whatever pokmeon he could.
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Eventually, when he was fifteen he’d grown bold enough to ask his parents to become a trainer. Initially, they were against the idea because his mother wanted him to follow her family’s traditions of being breeders. They also saw no real future for him in pokemon as opposed to beinga doctor lawyer. He considered this proposal for all of a minute as the idea of helping anyone, but himself was vastly unappealing to the young man. Instead he’d used his amateurishly honed powers of persuasion to convince his parents to support him. To the youngster’s surprised it worked and they gave him their permission. Of course, it also helped that they both harbored guilt over how poorly they felt he was raised, and Obasi happily exploited it. With their “blessing” the boy pursued his passions until he was consumed by “boredom” like everything in life. [break][break]
Just trying to capture pokemon was simply too “hard” for him, and so he wanted easier ways to capture them. His parents funding was also starting to run out as they became less tolerant of his new “lifestyle”. They gave him the ultimatum of coming home, or going broke. Even his powers of charisma seemed unable to sway them, and so he relented. In that moment Obasi realized that he’d rather live under the oppressive thumb of his mother and father than be homeless.
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Before the rich boy could return home; however, one of the shadier contacts he’d met in the “underworld” met up with him again. Sympathetic to the boy’s plight and aware of Obasi’s “talents” told him of Team Rocket. Someone like him that lacked empathy and relied on deceit as much as the young boy did could do well there. Vain, but not a fool, the overgrown brat knew such a group could be the start of a new life for him. Taking up the name “Toxin” as an alias, the boy rejected his old life to started his new one.