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Team Rocket Application
Name: Desapeak, Nirav
Age: 13-14
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Sister (Name Unknown)
Region: Unova
Area of Expertise: Infiltration, Interrogation, Eradication
Threat Level: 10 (Maximum)
Seeking Position of: Administration
Capabilities: ?
Nature: Described as lacking in the ability to feel sorrow, but is able to feel empathy and sympathy. May become slightly furious or agitated in stressful conditions, but is quiet and antisocial otherwise. Tends to work solo rather than within groups, but will accept teamwork only if he favors them. Is extremely calm, but personal subjects might trigger him to become unstable as a result from an unknown event from his past.
A quick peek at Nirav's file forced Proton to wonder if his bad day had now become somewhat better. Here was an opportunity to land Proton in the spotlight, and for actually contributing to the Rockets. This particular file seemed to have popped up on his desk mysteriously some time ago, but he had just ignored it until now. Proton considered how stupid he had been, but then he realized that he was just plain lazy.
"Oh well," he sighed, then read the file once again. Now that he thought about it, this Nirav looked like one of the people you would normally see in a shonen manga.
Now why would his parents name their son "Nirav"? It seemed pretty abnormal and very suspicious. Using an online search browser, Proton found a website that could decipher baby names, and typed in "Nirav" in one of the boxes. He had to wait a bit before a search result popped up. It stated that Nirav meant "quiet", or "calm".
Ah, Proton thought. That certainly fit his description. But Proton was smart, and liked to deduct things normally no one else could figure out. Wait, he thought, if Nirav was named "quiet" when he was born, then did that mean that he didn't cry when he was born?
It was a minor question at best, but it left Proton thinking.
If this kid wants to become an admin, he needs some sort of trust first. Then it all goes from there. Proton came up with an idea. He ran to his desk, ordered down a messenger, and started typing a letter to Nirav.
Recruit Nirav,
If you truly wish to join us, then like all organizations, we need to learn to trust you. We need to know what you desire, what you dislike, and what you have to offer. If you really wish to join us and rise instantly to the level of administration that you have applied for, then you will get it. But all in due time. A person has to make up for all the time a normal admin has spent to get to their current position.
To show us that you have dedicated yourself to our cause, then you have to complete a list of 80 illicit tasks that we have designated you. Rest assured, these are not everyday GRUNT-leveled tasks; these tasks are some of the most dangerous. If you are as powerful as you say, then you will have no trouble finishing these jobs. Be prepared to kill or torture.
I, Proton, will be your supervisor. You will see me when it comes to claiming or finishing your tasks, so you will answer to no one else, not even other admins. However, you will directly obey the boss, Giovanni, if he orders you to do something. However, I will keep you completely out of any inner circles until the time when you are appointed an admin, so you will not likely be able to see him.
I promise you that you can claim your rightful position if and only if you have executed these tasks with precision.
Proton
Proton licked his lips, looking over his letter for any mistakes. He then printed it out, and gave it to the messenger by the door.
