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VASCO DAETH MYSSTE

History

Vasco was a regular 'ole boy, born to a mommy and daddy that loved him. His mother cuffed him across the head when he did bad, as did his dad, but it was their discipline right? But ever since he was small, there was just something inherently wrong with the boy. He liked books and reading more then hanging out with kids his age. He was often picked on, despite his parents unrolling him in martial arts classes because they wanted him to be efficient in combat. He also lost everything he entered, and needless to say, he entered everything he could. Every contest he could find he entered, and he always lost, no matter how insignificant it was, how minimal it was and how much of an advantage he had to win. He just never won, and never managed to stand out.

All of that, was on purpose by the boy. He realized early that people were stupid, and that he didn't care for them. It happened when one of his friends as a kid got mad because Vasco did better, and not only stole the boy's things, but destroyed them along with one of their own and pinned all of the blame on him. And then, people's perceptions changed of the young boy. He realized it was stupid to try and rise their expectations, so he just went with it, failing, losing, and even being the worst he could be. Prove them right, prove them right because he just didn't give enough care to even try. And despite his huge amount of losses, he was always cheerful about it, like it didn't bother him.

He managed to finish school by the skin of his teeth. Not that it bothered him, he was entirely better then half of the masses if he applied himself. And to his parent's utter non-surprise, the boy joined a criminal team. But to their surprise, he had moved out and gotten himself into Team Flare. Not to deny that the boy, despite losing all of the time, seemed to have some sort of natural talent for pokemon contests. His father had given him a useless weedle and the boy upon entering the team, picked up a drilbur that was failing miserably at digging a whole. So with himself and his team of losers, the boy was ready to himself up in Team Flare.

And of course, he wanted to see if he could progress into the team. It was about three months after he joined that he was shipped off to the Kanto-Johto region. Losing like he did all his life, he probably drew the short straw out of his buddies. Not that he cared... he had a chance to prove himself, and maybe get rid of that loser cloak right? But it was such a habit now, that he found it hard to cast away like an old glove. Well, whatever, Vasco was completely fine as it was right? He'd love to make it to admin despite always losing everything... it'd be funny in his eyes.

But there is something more pulsing under his mind, begging to be let out.

MEDAKA BOX, kumogawa misogi ● vasco mysste