Michael (Gengar Gijinka)

Michael is a Gengar gijinka, thus possessing a mostly human physique with certain elements that pertain to his Pokémon inspiration, such as a purple-ish tinge to his skin, spiky purple hair, a scruffy, incomplete beard, pointed ears, a short, stubby tail, red eyes, and a wide, toothy grin. He has a wide-set build and is noticeably rotund, sporting a firm, round belly with plenty of body hair all over. He wears a lilac collared shirt with a ragged denim vest tossed over it. His shirt is partially tucked into his torn pants, exposing a large studded belt and pant chain on his right flank. He wears a small jar of black sludge around his neck. He speaks with a bit of a New York accent and similar inflection.

Michael never had a proper home for as long as he can remember, often drifting from place to place all throughout the Paldea region. He frequently played tricks on any unsuspecting victim that happened to be caught out at night, but quickly became bored, as everyone either grew disinterested to his attention-seeking antics, or stopped going out at night because of him. For a while he stayed with a family of Misdreavus, before leaving after realizing he was an unwelcome burden on them.

Another attempt at connecting with someone else came in the case of Bellatrix. They had a hot and torrid affair before she decided to part ways with him, citing his lack of vulnerability and emotional accountability to blame. He became bitter, and started to take things further, often draining his victims of their life forces, just enough to make them go unconscious for a bit. Eventually he settled on the outskirts of Cortondo, drawn by the frequent and inexperienced travelers passing through, seeing them as fresh meat for the grinder.

Michael is deceptive, smug, and flat-out obnoxious. He's very teasing, taking any low-hanging fruit obvious to him and make it the butt of any joke he can, often of a crass nature. He talks big game, but at the first hint of trouble, he backs down with his tail between his legs, sheepishly looking for an escape and apologizing profusely for any harm he's done. (This has NOT been good for his tough guy image.) He often brushes off emotional advances due to his issues with vulnerability.

Despite this air of vulgar confidence and bravado, he's very lonely deep down and feels as though he can't make meaningful bonds with others, as he's always been seen as scary or a nuisance, a grave he dug himself into. Once his trust is earned, he is very emotionally attached to the object of his newfound adoration, and can be very charming and affectionate when he's not being annoying. He does, however, get jealous very easily, as he's never really had anyone care about him in such a way.