Hello, this is Garry speaking. I'm dreadfully sorry, but it appears that I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave a message after the beep, and I'll get in touch with you as soon as I can.

Have a good day!

[Beep!]

CHARACTER NAME: Garry
CHARACTER SERIES: IB

[OOC]


Backtagging: Yes
Threadhopping: Yes
Fourthwalling:Discuss with first
Offensive subjects (elaborate): Nothing big on Garry's end that I can recall.

[IC]


Hugging this character: Go for it
Kissing this character: He'll be flustered but go for it
Flirting with this character: Absolutely!
Fighting with this character: He's a big weenie but sure
Injuring this character (include limits and severity): Anything you think might be serious, let me know first
Killing this character: Discuss with me first
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Go for it

Warnings:

Hello, this is Garry. It looks like you've missed me, but you're more than welcome to leave a message.

[Something just occurred to him as he was in the middle of brushing his new poodle-dog, so Garry decides to turn on the SFC to voice his thoughts to the network while he continues. At least the Furfrou looks content.]

For everyone who's been here since April... Do you all remember the prom? It was exciting- and exhausting since I'd done some commissions- but there were so many apparently very important people there... And that enormous library.

I remember being there, along with a friend, trying to see if there were any notes or books that could tell us about our predicament since the two of us were still new. Marcia and I never did seem to find anything about that... But I recall reading some notes that I suppose were written by the host. They seemed to talk about a new type of Pokemon.

I can't imagine what a new type would look like... I mean, we seem to have a good balance already, don't you think? There's 17, which is, ah... [He pauses in his dog grooming to count on his fingers as he remembers.] Fire, Ghost, Water, Normal, Dragon, Ground, Ice, Psychic, Flying, Fighting... Grass and Poison.. Electric, Rock, Bug... Dark? And one more... Ah, that's right, Steel. I can't possibly imagine what a eighteenth type could even be.

So I suppose I have two questions. The first is, if you could somehow come up with a Pokemon type of your own, what would it be?

The second... [The Furfrou suddenly acts up, leaning closer to lick at his face. Garry laughs slightly.] Does anyone have any dog grooming tips?

I finally got my first batch of eggs out. I... originally planned for it to be a much smaller batch- it turns out that Garchomps don't produce too many, which is fine by me.

But, well...

[Shaking his head but smiling a bit, Garry turns the camera away to show a Blaziken sitting primly by the window. As she waits, Garry's Flareon trots up and leaves some soggy wet flowers at her feet. A small pile of the things has already been formed. His tail keeps wagging, and the Blaziken seems pretty pleased.]

It turns out while I wasn't looking, Haze has been trying to court Anpiel. Judging by the four eggs I found today, it looks like he was successful! So I have six eggs to sell for you all, if you're interested. I've decided to keep one for myself, you see.

From what I can tell, most of them are Torchics. They're about this big when they start out- [Garry makes an approximate gesture with his hands.] -and their final evolution is Anpiel there. I also have a Gible egg, if anyone is interested in having a dragon type on their team!

Dist, I know I promised an Eevee egg if I bred any of mine, and Greed, I told you I'd give you a Charmander egg... Well, I have both of those right now, if you two are still interested!

[Attached to the network post is a list of the Pokemon and the moves Garry thinks they know.]

I'm curious... Has anyone ever found themselves leaning towards a certain type of Pokemon? Whether on purpose or by accident.

I admit I originally took in my Cyndaquil so that my Charmander- although they've both since evolved- so that he could be more comfortable with an element he already knew. I hadn't made any particular plans past that.

I ask because I had thought my Eevee could decide if he wanted to evolve or not. While it seems like he's more than ready, I'm starting to wonder if his choice is maybe...

[And then he focuses the camera not on himself but on the trio of Pokemon who are gathered in front of a glass case in one of Goldenrod's shops. There's a Quilava, a Charmeleon, and an Eevee who is staring up at the Charmeleon with something that is very obviously outright adoration.]

...Just a little bit influenced by my current team. Ah, I suppose I really should branch out a bit more...

[There's a ghostly giggle and the camera jerks a bit a little from Garry's surprise.]

You don't count.

[Action in Goldenrod]

[Anyone going through the shops this morning might come across Garry and his Pokemon. The Fire Stone's been bought by this point, and now he's simply taking a moment to kneel by his Eevee and give it a few last pets while it's still in its unevolved form. He seems to be doing his very very best to ignore the Shuppet floating gleefully around its head.]

A prom... I remember going to mine, but that was a few years ago. I enjoyed myself. It's not for everyone, but it's definitely a fun sort of event even if this seems different than what I went to.

Anyway, I have two things I'd like to ask.

First, if there's anyone who wants something specifically made for them to wear to the prom, I'd like to let you know that I have some talent in fashion. I won't ask for too much right now, although certainly enough to cover the cost of materials and my time, but anything to help since my friend and I just arrived not too long ago... Well, it would be helpful to us.

As for my other question... [He pauses and sighs, shoulders slumping a little bit.] Does anyone have advice for someone trying to quite a bad habit? I'm afraid I might be slipping back into one of mine...

Player
Name: James
Personal Journal: trilies
E-mail: trickeryandlies@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN: trilies
Timezone: PST
Current Characters in Route:
Joker - Kuroshitsuji - pipers_son

Character
Name: Garry
Series: Ib
Timeline: Promise of Reunion ending
Canon Resource Links: Blue rose

Personality: In all honesty, Garry isn't a particularly extraordinary individual. He like fashion, macarons, walking, and small cafes along with the occasional visit to artsy places. He's easily startled and scared. There might be something of a smoking problem. He's the big sister type. Not a legendary hero or a caped superhero, no. Just your regular kind of guy who ends up getting sucked into a strange world revolving around the works of some dead old artist and being chased around by supernatural horrors.

As happens. Y'know.

Perhaps one of Garry's most obvious traits is his tendency towards kindness and self sacrifice. After Ib retrieves his rose and helps him, he immediately promises to help her on the basis that she is a small child who needs that help. This is notable because Garry has already experienced the horrors that Guertena's world can produce just by his run in with a Blue Lady and the loss of his rose. Not once does he ever show any desire to leave Ib's side, or even Mary's until she pulls out the palette knife. Despite his fear of the situation and being easily scared just by the sound of glass breaking, Garry will put himself in all sorts of danger so long as it means that Ib will be safe. In certain endings, he'll give up his own rose- his own life- so that she will have a chance at getting out. Even when Mary does turn on him and Ib, Garry never truly shows hatred towards her. There's distrust and fear, but never hatred. Destroying Mary's portrait is a last resort, something unavoidable when there's a crazed supernatural child chasing after you with a palette knife. He even shows sympathy to her plight when looking through her things such as the book on how to make friends.

For all the heavy lifting he does and the rough way he's forced to handle Mary at times, Garry clearly prefers a more gentle touch. He shows reluctance to dirty Ib's handkerchief even if it's for his own good, and treats her carefully such as when she collapses by offering both his coat and some candy. An even better indicator of this part of his nature is something that is lost in translation from Japanese to English. In the original version of the game, he speaks with more 'feminine' pronouns in Japanese.

Garry isn't perfect, however. It's quite easy to startle him, whether with a loud noise or simply not answering him in a dark room. He perhaps overreacts to surprises such as that, yelling loudly in shock or even falling backwards. When it really matters and with adrenaline pumping through him, he can get over such fears... but he's hardly any kind of super hero and reacts mostly on the most obvious solution at any given time. (Mary threatening Ib with a knife? Just shove her. Mary chasing after with a knife? Run away and destroy what seems to be the source.) It should also be noted that Garry doesn't just get fearful. At certain times, he also gets angry after his moment of fright has passed. When he's been scared or frustrated by inanimate objects in Guertena's world, he's often been tempted to act violently upon them and only stopped by Ib or his own self control. When it comes to the people he cares about going missing, he can also display his frustration at them only to become apologetic that he acted in such a manner.

Strengths/Weaknesses: Garry isn't canonly in the possession of too many useful skills, at least that we're shown. He's shown to have decent enough endurance by running through Guertena's world and constantly moving aside fairly heavy statues. He does seem to get a boost of speed when particularly terrified, however.

That is something which can happen often- Guertena's world has only served to make Garry more jumpy than he was before that whole event. It's also left him with a strong fear of dolls, particularly rather twisted ones although even just normal non-scary dolls now give him the heebie-jeebies. Them and mannequins are the quickest way to get under his skin and have him sprinting in the opposite direction.

It's shown that he can be a bit forgetful at times, such as not remembering the name of a large exhibition piece from the museum. With his ending and escaping the doll room, it's not as bad as it could be but he still sometimes has little things slip.

For all that he's a bit of a coward, he'll immediately jump in to protect someone he cares about no matter how much it might hurt himself.

Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Breeder
Starter: Charmander
Password: Caramel Popcorn

Samples
First Person Sample:
You know, I almost forgot how much I missed the city. There really isn't anywhere like a nice big city with all sorts of little nooks and crannies, is there?

[It seems Garry has found himself quite at home in Celadon city. He's seated on a bench, Charmander extremely happy in its place on his lap. It's such a nice day, how could they not be out and about to enjoy it? Garry gives a content sigh.]

The other cities were nice too, but don't you agree there's something different about large cities? Anyway... If anyone has some hotspots they know of around here, we certainly wouldn't mind taking a look at them. After so much traveling, I think we're allowed a little sight seeing.

[The Charmander makes a content little noise of agreement.]

Third Person Sample:
Celadon City, most famous for its beautiful gym...

He hears it's beautiful. Quite a sight to see. Everyone continues to suggest it, amongst other things such as the Game Corner and the Department Store. Maybe once upon a time, he would have considered it. Gardens were so gorgeous. The kind of place artists went for all sorts of inspiration. He should know, with the kinds of places he used to frequent back home.

Yet Garry looks at it, the enormous place with its greenhouse and the flowers blooming about, and he can only feel uneasy. Faintly, he thinks of the blue rose that's in his backpack. Without him trying, the memory of vines spring up into his mind. It's hard to tell which he thinks of more: vines like stone bursting out from the ground to hold him like prison bars, or scribbled out pieces of green that didn't seem like they should be real.

There's a little cry at his feet, and Garry snaps out of his thoughts. Automatically, he finds himself smiling gently at the little Charmander at his feet. Leaning down, he runs his fingers over the top of its head. "I'm sorry, I suppose I got lost in thought. Where do you want to go today?" It gives an excited wiggle with its entire body before pointing off into a certain direction. Garry chuckles softly. "The Game Corner again? We're going to be spending all our money at the rate you're going you know... Just for a little while, then." He scoops it up into his arms, feeling his shoulders lose all tension at the heat in the creature's tiny little body. Far better than an old lighter that's out of oil, that's for sure. Besides, it made much better company. That was the important thing.