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[attr="class","rostersub"]a [Twenty Two] year old [Coordinator] from [Anville Town]

[attr="class","rostercat"]Rin Matsuda

[attr="class","rostercat"]22

[attr="class","rostercat"]Male

[attr="class","rostercat"]Pansexual

[attr="class","rostercat"]Coordinator

[attr="class","rostercat"]Ghost

[attr="class","rostercat2"]Rin is a quiet natured man, soft spoken and preferring to observe rather than interact. He’s a people watcher at heart and he’s known for deliberating over his actions for minutes at a time before moving forward to do anything. It takes him ages to answer questions based on personal opinion and choice do to how deeply he thinks over the pros and cons to every decision he makes. Should you chose to interact with him (if you even happen to notice him since he’s notorious for blending in with the background like the wallflower he is) you’ll find he’s rather amiable. He’s good with small talk and idle chatter so long as you don’t mind him studying the contours of your face while you speak. He has a surprisingly good temper but if one does manage to get on his bad side he’s a grudge holder that doesn’t let go of things easily. He can also fall into depressive states of lethargy if he stays in one place for too long or falls into too much of a similar routine. He needs diversity in his life to keep it interest lest he dread even waking up in the mornings.

[attr="class","rostercatsub2"]PERSONALITY

[attr="class","rostercat2"]Rin was born and raised in the small town of Anville. Secluded from the rest of the region and accessible only from train he spent most of his young life watching the trains pull in and out of the station. When he was small it used to fill him with a sense of wonder. Getting to see so many new people constantly traveling through the town made the world seem so much bigger than his tiny little town. From a young age he always saw beauty in even the smallest things. He liked to stare out and the landscapes of the town and sketch them at various times of the day. He would even occasionally sketch the travelers, trying to capture them to the best of his ability. He dreamed of traveling to the far off places that the travelers spoke of and couldn’t wait for the day when he could finally leave his cozy little town. He could only imagine the things he would see and the new beauty he could uncover.



As he got older he began to realize that his town was too cozy. It was too small, he knew all of the residents faces, names, practically their entire lives and they knew his. The tiny town and familiar railroad tracks that had once filled him with a wanderlust now just made him feel more claustrophobic. He had sketched every corner of it to the point where he could probably draw you a topographical map from memory. He did begin to ride the railways at age fifteen, convincing his parents that if he stayed by friends and called them when he got to his destinations that he could go anywhere in the region a train could take him to. In the beginning it was nice. Finally getting to see and explore the region was fun but he couldn’t help but feel that he was missing something. Getting to sketch and admire new places was amazing but as he began to travel more and more to the same destinations he began to realize that what he was missing was the adventure of traveling beyond where the train tracks could take him. There was a whole wide world out there full of beauty to discover and he was stuck to these same railroads that he had known his entire life.



At age nineteen he was finally introduced to the world of coordinators and contests. In his travels he met a woman visiting from Hoenn practicing for one of her contests with her pokemon. It was by far the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life.He decided at that moment that this was the adventure he had been seeking. He needed to travel to somewhere with contests… somewhere new and exciting that he didn’t have memorized like the back of his hand. He began to do his research over the next two years, saving up money for traveling expenses of course too. This would be a new start for him so he wanted to make sure everything went absolutely perfect. He had decided on the Inset region after a year of searching and on his twenty second birthday he friends and family came together to get him the last of the money he needed to get himself there. (As well as an international phone plan so he could keep in touch-- he hadn’t even thought of that!) With a tearful but excited goodbye he boarded a plane and headed off to the Inset region to start his new career as a coordinator.

[attr="class","rostercatsub2"]HISTORY