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Born to the wealthiest man in Kanto, Nicolette had an easy life growing up. Trained to be just as strict and just as ruthless as any man (rather, her older sibling), she was a fine-oiled machine, adept in the art of business and management. That didn't mean her hard work was appreciated by Fernando- the man was always the favored child, always the one to be chosen. The first one to get an assistant, and the first one to go MIA to do god knows what. Left alone at home, Nicolette was forced to fill the very large shoes left by him, only to be deemed incompetent by Mr. Silph himself. Years of hard work and education would go down the drain when she turned to party drugs and alcohol, going to raves and concerts on weekends instead of staying behind to manage the business. Soon exiled from the family name, she went her own way and found solace in Team Rocket.
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KANTO TAKEOVER

Rocket was, if anything, a worthy experience. All of that numbing from her family left her to be vicious as a criminal- she knew too many names, too many people, got wrapped up in too much. Ultimately the death of her team and squad on her last mission would leave her weaker than ever, and party drugs turned into a stronger addiction. Weekends became weeks, daddy's money was being burned up nightly.

Credit card denied.

Well shit.
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RECOVERY

Wasn't easy, but she managed to get off the hard shit. About seventeen at this point, three years had passed since she left home, 6 months since she tried to get clean. Cigarettes, weed, and booze aren't nearly enough to fill the void, but they'll do for now. She's turned sour in the head, yet the short fifteen years of her life stick with her like glue. She can dye her hair, but she can't change that cute little Silphy face. Her surface appearance is hardly what's down deep, and a boozing party girl can easily turn vicious.
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SINNOH

Time to get out of Kanto. Gotta go, gotta go now. Dad's coming for revenge, and god knows where Fernando is to slice her throat. She's on a one way train out of here. Hello, Galactic. Let's see what you're all about, get that nice, shiny clean slate.