Sinatra (Self-Demonstrating)

For best results, read this in the voice of Bradley Cooper as Rocket from the Guardians of the Galaxy films.

'Scuse me! This thing on?

Hello? You guys can hear me, right? Right?!

...oh, ya can? Oh, that's good. For a few seconds there I was thinkin' ya couldn't hear me! (laughs) Anyhoo... name's Sinatra. Heard they were givin' out pages ta other members of Kim's team, so I figured-- why not join in on the fun? Might as well get a bit more time ta shine in the spotlight! I mean, I got enough money from my performances as is...

WHAT?! YOU HAVEN'T HEARD MY PERFORMANCES?!

...heh. Sorry. I'll talk more 'bout those later. For now, allow me to introduce myself. Like I said, I'm Sinatra. I'm Kimberly Bond's Furret, and I'm the second Pokemon that Kim caught on her journey-- nice ta meetcha!

Assumin', of course, that you're reading this...

Are ya?

Thought so! Then let's get this show started, shall we?

Personality

Alright, I'll admit it-- I'm pretty much Frankie himself if he died and got reincarnated into a Furret's body. Jersey accent? Check. Wit? Check. Charisma? Check. Temper? HOOOOOO-BOY CHECK! Seriously, ya wanna see me fly into a rage at the slightest inconvenience? HERE YA GO, LADIES AND GENTS! Course, I'm still not as bad as that crazed Kingler Peechee- seriously, what is it with him? He got a split personality or somethin'?- but it's still a problem. Well, at least it is for them. But don't you dare think that this doesn't mean that I don't care! I absolutely care! What kind of team member would I be if I didn't care?! Ya think I can't control myself whenever Freddie's around? Jeez! Anyways... yeah, suffice it ta say, I got another thing in common with good ol' Frankie-- I like to talk about myself. I know, I know, "vanity is a sin", "pride cometh before a fall" and all that, yadda yadda yadda-- but seriously! I was a traveling singer for months before I met Kim! I went around singing Frankie's hit songs, and people loved me for it! They flat-out gave me money and I put it in my hat!

Yep, that's right, folks- I do performances. And if ya don't like 'em... then like I said before, ya got no taste in music!

In fact, I did one when I first met Kim, back when I was a Furret. "New York, New York"- pretty proud of that one, honestly. And why wouldn't I be?! That performance got me a freaking Trainer! 'Course, if I don't get ta play an instrument or perform something... I can get pretty miffed. I live for performing, for crying out loud! Heck, I got selected ta play the trumpet in Kim's band, New Dawn's Dreamers-- AND I DIDN'T EVEN GET TA PLAY IT! The two songs that she performed at the Cafe Sonata didn't even have a trumpet solo! I was hopin' they'd get ta play Vienna, but then Kim forfeited ta Colton and Shadow Cast!

...Ah, well. Hopefully, I'll get ta play it again. Besides, I gotta admit-- that performance of "Jambi" was really freakin' good.

And that's saying a lot, because I know a thing or two about performances!

Speaking of Colton, though, Kim often compares me to him. I'll admit, I can kinda see why she would do that-- we're both stubborn, snarky Castelians who genuinely do mean well, after all. The only difference is that Colton's not into Frank Sinatra music like I am.

But enough about Colton! This is my page!

Anyways, back ta my anger issues. The good thing about them is that I can get righteously livid whenever I see somethin' that really ain't right. Case in point: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA, WHATSOEVER, WHAT THEY DID TA DIO?!