[attr="class","mdhappsectit"]personality

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[attr="class","mdhappsectit"]history

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Reginald was born in the town of Mahogany in the Jhoto region, and was apparently named after his grandfather or something who was a famed trainer or something, as Reginald never got a chance to know about him so he was stuck with this name, but preferring to call himself Reggie as some people have stated that was an "old person's name". Well the child stayed at Mahogany for a couple years before his parents making a surprise trip to the Orre Region, namely Pyrite and essentially dropped the child in the arms of his uncle, that was as surprised about the situation as much as Reggie. Now Reginald doesn't really know why they thought this was a good idea, but it was mostly because they weren't really ready for children and instead of dealing with adoption they just pawned him off to his uncle, who fun fact wasn't really the best choice.
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His Uncle didn't really want to care for the boy and mostly left the child to his own devices, as he spent most of his time working at his garage for hours on end. This made Reggie rather lonely for a nice chunk of his early years, finding ways to entertain himself and venturing around the small home to find things to do, and found himself stumbling into the garage where he would watch his uncle slave over various different pieces of machinery, ranging from simple radios to a couple scattered automobiles. This intrigued the young Reginald, and he came to the thought that if he stuck around, maybe his uncle would actually paid attention to him, and acknowledge him. So Reggie would mostly hide in the corner and learn whatever he could, mostly by watching and listening to whatever he said.
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This continued on until his late teens, where he would often sneak into the garage at night to fiddle around on any projects that his uncle didn't have enough time for, and actually did surprisingly well when he did. Sadly his uncle didn't really pay no mind to his efforts and still kept to himself, and his bottle of whiskey. This led to Reginald to mostly give up on the old man, and started to do things for himself starting with a job of his own in building a run down motorcycle, doing what he could with his knowledge and after a couple grueling weeks of trial, and error he managed to get the hunk of bolts to work. So he packed up his things and left Pyrite, as he was tired of trying to get his so-called parental figure to acknowledge him. He managed to get a job at the part shop at Gateon Port, where he was able to learn more about being a mechanic and get some actual pay.
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Now at the age of Twenty four, Reginald decided to leave the part shop in order to become a traveling mechanic, while still vaguely associated with the shop as that is where he gets a nice chunk of his supplies, and refering people there when he could.