PKMN Crossing - Orrie

My character I've been working on for the whole thing going on.

To be honest this is a bit of a work-in-progress but I wanted to make sure I had enough to at least submit. However, as my friends can vouch for, I've put a good amount of work into this character during my free time.

Why is this a flash file? Well, if my character gets accepted you'll see why.~

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▋ NAME: Orrie Genuine Nale
▋ NICKNAME: He's been sometimes called "Ollie." While it isn't his preference, he doesn't seem to mind.
▋ AGE: 17
▋ BIRTHDAY: August 4th
▋ GENDER: Male
▋ NATURE: Hardy
▋ POKEMON / HUMAN: Jolteon
▋ HOMETOWN: Sandgem Town, or at least near it.

▋ HISTORY:
Orrie was left at an orphanage as an egg, and was never adopted after hatching. At 12 years he ran away from the orphanage with the mindset of "if no one will let me into their life, then I'll make my own." With minimal reading and writing skills the eevee would find it difficult to nourish himself, but was able to find work with a short-handed shipping company.
At around the age of 13 he one day checked the contents of one of the crates he was moving while no one was looking to find small boxes with a lightning bolt on them, along with a strange device holding each one closed. Orrie knew what was in these, he'd heard of them before while overhearing discussions and media, and knew what the wondrous objects could do to some pokemon. The temptation for a stronger body too much to bare, he carefully stored one of the packages into his tool-belt, covering it with sweat rags to hide it. HE continued to work as innocently as possible, heading back into his alleyway box after his shift.
Hiding in his box the best he could, Orrie cut through the cords that held the black device in place on the package with an old pair of scissors. As it snapped, the bit of plastic sprayed with ink all over, dying Orrie's chest and face with it's purple color. Orrie rushed to the nearest puddle of water and tried his best to wash it off, but puddle remained the same murky clear as when he started; this ink would not wash out. He scooted back into his box, and opened the package to claim its prize: a thunderstone. After the unseen momentous scene, the eevee was a jolteon that filled up his box-home a bit more than he was used to. Looking in his discarded hand-mirror, he saw the grim news: the purple was still dyed into his fur, and the odor of his crime with it. He slept with the feeling of guilt and regret in his gut that night...
The next morning, Orrie went into work early to confess his crime to his boss, evidence and all. He wasn't nearly as furious as expected, but still was forced pressed legal charges. His guilty plea managed to get the minor a lesser sentence: pay off the costs of the stolen goods and their security, and 100 hours of community service. While Orrie was able to wash away the smell he would never be able to remove the dye completely, staining him with a hard life lesson: DO NOT STEAL.
Much of the community service Orrie was tasked with involved constructing homes and shelters, where he not only learned valuable skills but also discovered his interest in wood-working. During his breaks on his shipping job he would take old crates and palettes and make them into benches, chairs, and tables for the other workers to use.(as there was no proper break room) When no more needed to be made, he improved the makeshift furniture. When he was low on materials, he improved the aesthetics. While the local standards weren't high, he eventually was getting requests from coworkers for custom furniture.
(To be continued)

▋ HOBBY: He has a taste for carpentry, and by extension whittling. Has an appreciation for art even if he himself isn't too talented at it.
▋ JOB: Laborer and handyman. Be it helping in building a house or moving store-crates, Orrie has no problem doing the physical jobs.
▋ FAVORITE FOOD: He's grown a taste for breads. Don't leave your sweet-rolls out in the open if you don't want him to take one... or some...
▋ FAVORITE BERRY: Anything sweet or sour, sometimes both. Jams or spreads are great with breads!
▋ CATCHPHRASE: 'Fine by me" might common phrase uttered by him.
▋ ACCESSORIES: Orrie often seen in simple shorts with a newsy cap on his head and trusty tool belt around his waist. He's wears an Iron Ball as a pendent, but it cannot be seen under his collar of fur unless he pulls it out.