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as with everything…

The smoke will fade, the ash will stop falling, but destruction will always remain. Gg grew up on Cinnabar island to two Rocket admins, full of life and in their prime. They played the part of civilians well enough, often going on “business trips” and leaving little Gg with a sitter. It was there that the babysitter often noticed strange things about Gg. Such as the way she color coded all her toys and how fixated she was on certain things, and not showing an interest in a lot of the things normal kids her age were. She was easily overstimulated, couldn’t hold a conversation, and screamed at any random point when there was pure silence in a room.[break][break]

Her parents took her to a doctor and she was diagnosed with autism. Though this was a bump in the metaphorical road for her future career, her parents were adamant that she would thrive given the right setting and time. So they catered to her in the best ways that they could, because just because they were Rocket didn’t mean they didn’t have a loving household.[break][break]

as with everything…

Life was hard. Cinnabar Island’s volcano erupted, hot lava spewing from the mountain and destroying the city. Gg and her parents fled, away on a Pidgeot that carried her and her mother far into Kanto. They moved all the way to Lavender Town, where no one asked their names and occupations. Though they thought the quiet town might scare their child, Gg thrived. Gg loved the lost tower with it’s crazy people and random pokemon encounters, and loved playing amongst the tombstones. Part of this would shape the rest of her life as she ran into a few chance encounters with older gentlemen and women with vast stories of grand adventures, and they didn’t even mind that she couldn’t make eye contact or sit still for very long.[break][break]

Her true fascination, however, was with a small meowth her mother used as a lap cat. She was fascinated by the cat pokemon and her mother resolved to get her her own cat pokemon, a purrloin named Kitty. Kitty helped her in the long run when it came to being bullied in school for her disability, and in other ways when it came to coping with her problems. [break][break]

as with everything…

Life was unfair. Her father would be arrested shortly after she turned 15, right when she was ready to take on the world and join Rocket to continue the legacy of the family. Her home would be invaded by police, her mother on the run. She would be shuffled from home to home, until she finally ended up in the house of a family friend who was also affiliated with the crime syndicate. She found her first real friends in Rocket, kids who had nothing to do but brawl and steal and push people around. She was happy there, she found a home there. [break][break]

Rocket would soon then be practically disbanded, forced into the underground and scattered. Gg found her mother finally after a few years of searching, at 17 and in a bar underaged with a fake ID with some friends. Her mother had been working for Rocket undercover infiltrating the Rangers, and they had a very tearful reunion. Finally her mother would retire from a life of crime, though Gg’s life was only just beginning. They moved from Kanto all the way to Sinnoh, where they settled in Jubilife, close enough to the city where they could still keep in contact with Rocket, so that Gg could live out her criminal dreams.