Raischu

I'm a dude with a good life, a nice job, and a helluva punch to pack. I trash kids and their Bulbasaurs and stuff and drink Carbos and play video games and hang around and tweet with my buddies. My Trainer, Lt. Surge, is the Leader of Vermilion Gym. Make it past our intern Trainers, beat me, and you'll earn the Thunder Badge. I'm super tough - even my crazy American trainer couldn't kill me, so I'd like to see you babies try. I think stayin' little's a waste of time when you can evolve - Gotta say, I got very little respect for baby Pokemon or Pokemon that haven't even managed to evolve to Stage 1, 'less I know you well. Evolvin' makes you strong, man, go for it. And that rush you get when a Thunderstone shocks all your fur off? Crazy, dude, even better than a Carbos rush. I'm pretty easygoing, I like to chat it up and I'm always up for a battle unless I don't feel like it. I probably have a better Pokemon Snap record than you, but I'll totally battle your ass off with my Pokemon video games (Yeah, I buy my own games, and I rock in them.) Just t'make one thing clear; No Pikachu never beat me. I thrashed him, then they wanted to move the plot along, whatever, I'll take a hit for the show. Everybody knows Electric-type gyms are the best ones out there.

Pre-Capture
Some people've got the wrong idea that I was ever a Pichu. Dudes, in my day, Pichu barely existed. They all lived in Johto and us stronger Pikachu and Raichu would beat 'em up and mess their ear or tails up if they tried to cross the border. Nah, I started life as a Pikachu, and I was the friggin' best Pikachu of the bunch. I won tons of battles, my dad and mom were proud of how big and strong I was, I knew I was gonna go places someday, dude, I'd look out over the ocean and imagine meeting legendary Pokemon and maybe, once in a while, thinkin' that it'd be alright to get caught in a Pokeball for the sake of adventure. But heck mostly I just liked shocking Rattata and Caterpie in the woods and beatin' my Pikachu pals in battles. I wasn't so good at racin', though. Just when I'd figured I'd just enjoy myself as a squishy little yellow rat forever and snuggle with momma and poppa, along came a young Army volunteer named Surge, and up I was snatched at Level 14 by a Great Ball. That's right, a Great Ball, no friggin' red and white things for me. Switched out the actual ball later on, though, cause of... well, we'll get to that dude. Anyway I was a Pikachu and Lt. Surge caught me, Pikachu are so lame.

Training
Surge was a real hard-ass - can I say ass on these pages, dude? Because he was, the guy's a total maniac even before he goes real crazy - he trained his Pokemon real good, made us run until we couldn't run anymore, had us battle to our limit, tied us to rocks and dropped us in the river, all that. He was tough, but he was damn good. He evolved me pretty quick too, I had to learn speed moves from a tutor later on. (Don't tell anybody I had t'go to a tutor.) I was his only Electric-Type, I think, he had some random lame Pokemon that I don't remember because they weren't evolved. We didn't get real close, we were all business and battle and fighting all the time. The guy wanted to join the Army and he knew if he had tough Pokemon he could get promoted more quick, and he was crazy and American. So he ended up with me because I'm awesome, and some Butterfree and like a Wartortle or somethin', and then we went off to boot camp (yeah, right, living with him was a boot camp already.)

THE WAR
So he registers, and us Pokemon get nametags and go hang out with others of our type to train harder in our areas. I was with a bunch of other Electric-types, and a whole ton of them are still members of my Gym or one of the other Electric-type ones, so we talk sometimes, but most of us still ain't so close. They trained us to run under fire, deflect all sorts of attacks, use camouflaging techniques like some weird trick with Reflect, Double Team, and some move that a Psychic-type had t'be in our squad for. We butted heads, we got not much t'eat, we trained to work together or solo. The faster ones ran messages and we all had jobs close to whatever we were real good at. Since I was good at fighting I ended up out in the field during a big battle one day. It was goin' well, meanin' no one had died yet and mostly the main assault was coming on slow. Only problem was their primary Pokemon offensive was Rhyhorn and Rhydon, and hell no I can't aim for the horn, so the Electric Types were hanging back taking care of other tasks while better-suited types went ahead. Well, it just so happened that some prick of an enemy commander had sent some sort of secondary strike around our backs, and we were caught totally unprepared. They trashed more than one big metal vehicle before our backup could come n' take care of 'em. Sittin' around, wantin' to be part of the fight, I heard somethin underneath a beat-up tank or whatever that the Rhydon had smashed through. My squad ran over, getting the Normal-types to take care of maintenance for a few minutes. I got some Voltorb to roll in and explode some debris out of the way, then th' Magnemites did some weird electric field trick and we were clear to look around. A Pikachu spotted enemy soldiers coming to sweep the area again and it and the others held 'em off by zapping 'em into temporary paralysis. Me and an Electabuzz and Jolteon from my team found none other than Surge, stuck under a crap-ton of junk. Jolt and I pulled him out while Electabuzz kept the whole friggin' truck from fallin' on him, and we made it out just barely. He looked pretty shocked, dunno if he even recognized me as his Raichu since we hadn't been workin' together for a while, but after a couple minutes of coughing and shit he stands right up, salutes us, and runs back into the fray. He may be a lunatic, but the guy's a soldier.

As a Gym Pokemon
I'm pretty sure that event was what got him likin' Electric-types, but don't quote me on that, man. After a few (HA HA HA.) more years of military service, a few months in torture, an emergency that broke the Pokeball seals of half a dozen Pokemon on the compound - he had t're-catch me with a regular Pokeball, and he only managed 'cause I let him - promotions leadin' up to Lieutenant, coupla awards, and some crazy shit that messed us all up, Surge decided to take a break from military life and go back to being an honest American citizen. Fat effin' chance. Dunno what happened to his other Pokemon that came overseas with us, but he kept me an' caught or traded for other Electric types, including the Electabuzz and Voltorb (one evolved into Electrode) that'd helped us out in the big tank thing incident, sayin' stuff along the lines of "Electric types are loyal, hard-working, and super strong," and other big-bad Trainer talk, he 'retired' to Vermilion City to be by a seaport in case he got called on again. I grew up near the water, so I was happy. But before long we were back t'work. Surge started up a training ring and we all battled local or passing Trainers and Sailors and losers all the time. After he gained a reputation, when the Indigo League was being altered a bit, he qualified as one of the eight Gym Leaders and began testing Trainers in a pro-feshinal way. We got no sleep for like three years, I'm dead effin serious. Then all four regions started tradin' and talkin' more and before y'know it, we've got barely anything to do. We worked as rental Pokemon for a little, kept up our strength, and the Gym ran steady for years. Few years back we had a swarm of new Trainers, then nothin'.

Daily Life
I'm fine chillin' out. I do practice fights around the Gym, play my video games, tweet, and convince lame wimpy Pokemon from the Fan Club to evolve. When we got a load of new Trainers looking to earn their badge and enter the League, I switch off battling with a Pikachu we got hanging around. Lt. Surge is here half the time, half the time he isn't and I take commands from a stand-in assistant. We got a good structure here, we all know how to work in a gym structure.

Twitter Pals
WIP, you guys know who you are so whatever add yourselves in if you like I'll probably forget about this section.

Gym-Mates
My fellow Gym Pokemon, dude, ones who train at Vermilion to be the best Electric-Types ever. Heh.

OOC Companions
In the chat, it's surprising who gets along with whom... but hey, why would i add a section if i didn't care?

Learned Moveset
Attacks I know? Psh, man.

Gym Moves
I'm a Gym Pokemon, I can only use four for official battles. Here's the current moveset that army dork Surge has registered me under.

Other Learned Moves
Believe it or not, Pokemon do have brains bigger than the size of a walnut. We don't magically forget how to TACKLE when we get older. Dang, man, do you delete your ability to "WALK" so you can "SWIM" for an hour? These are most of the other moves I've learned. In the past, they may or may not've been part of my registered Indigo League moveset or a moveset for another tournament. I can only use these in informal battles, training, and as part of a selected moveset for another league or Elite Four challenge.

On Twitter
I joined Twitter 'cause Surge has a smokin' computer and I beat all my games, we barely get challengers in the gym anymore and Surge is never around so I was screwing around on the internet one day when I saw this Twitter thing and realized other Pokemon were using it - and heck, some of 'em lived practically in my backyard. I joined Twitter about two weeks after I developed an addiction to Carbos and ever since being motivated to kick everyone's ass because of their training talk on Twitter, I've become friggin' fast. Made some buds, got in some fights, but I'm not a fake, dude, I don't take crap from anybody, got my friends' backs, and heck I'm awesome. Tend to miss out on the big action but whatever I seen enough craziness in my day.

Off Twitter
I mostly just hang out at the Gym, play Pokemon Snap, train with fellow gym Pokemon or Pokemon from around town. Take a trip every so often or whatever, I'm gonna try and get to Johto again one of these days. I also help clear Snorlax when they fall asleep on the routes or wash out blockage at Diglett Cave, but I don't like to talk 'bout my community service hours so much.

Credits
Stole half the code from FAQs, templates, and messing around, and the other half I figured out by messing with Pichu's code, thanks li'l bro for being cool! All pictures are either official art, screenshots from Electric Shock Showdown, or images from the "Lt. Surge's Raichu" TCG cards and their variations.