SupplierBackstoryV1

"You wanna know about me? Well, guess what? Fuck you. I'm your supplier, and that's it. That's all you need to know. Now take this goddamned Pokemon already and get out of my face. I don't care if it's a fucking Ursaring or whatever. It's a tool, and I'm your supplier. Frankly, that's all you need to know about me. So go leave me alone. Wait, you're going to pay me to talk? Now we're talking.

"...yes, I was always a supplier. Always was, always will be. But that's 'cause that's what my parents were. They sold other stuff than Pokemon, though. My dad was a stay-at-home who made and researched balls for Silph. My mum was a lab tech, also for Silph, researching how stones came to be. Soon after they met, they found a fossil, revived it, and I was born.

"Ha. I knew you were a sucker for those kinds of stories. Nah. They got their result taken away when Silph closed down... or did it? I forget. Anyways, the point is, when mom and dad had extra stuff they needed sold, I was the guy to run the streets and sell them... ah, it brings me back m- now, what, hold on there. I'm not going into missing the past or anything. You can't pay me enough for that.

"Anyways, when I got my first two Pokemon, I immediately did what I do. I learned up breeding, and I made some eggs, and then sold them. You know the drill. I still do it nowadays. It's a nice quick buck, if you ask me. After that whirlwind, I ended up here. What, you think that my story of ending up here would also be covered in that sum of money? Fuck you, I'm not that eas- oh. More. Good. You know me well.

"Anyways, after I left home, a customer of mine introduced me to this place. Said I could make a killing here. So I believed him. Heck, I was young at the time. Don't fucking fault me for my past mistakes. Although, I do admit, the pay is good... wait, what? 'Why would you save up some much money?' Oh, fuck you, I'm not answering that. My business is my business only. You got a problem with that, punk?

",,,there's a limit on how much you can bribe me, you know. Anyways, I think... I wanna open up a business I guess. I have no idea what to fucking call it, though. Or what I should sell. Man, if only life was s- hey, hey, hey! I told you not to make me get all teary eyed about this business! Man, you know what? I'm calling this interview over. Jeez. What a fucking rude customer."