She walks into the gym with the kimd of presence that makes conversations falter--an anthropomorphic Reshiram built from fire, muscle, and the sort of discipline only hardship can forge. Her bandaged fists hang loose at her sides, but every step says she's ready for a fight if someone's dumb enough to offer one. Most call her overconfident, and cocky, though she rarely speaks, unless she has something worth saying. Her voice is low, steady, and edged with heat, like embers refusing to die out. She's known for her brutal training sessions, her refusal to quit, and a stare sharp enough to cut the bravado off any challenger. Beneath the hardened shell, though, there's a quiet intensity--someone who's learned strength the hard way and carries it with pride, not ego. She doesn't fight for applause; she fights to stay true to herself. And if you earn her respect, you'll find she's loyal with the same fire she uses in the ring.

Kathi moved through the world with the quiet authority of someone who never second-guessed herself. There was a steadiness in her gaze--a calm dominance that didn't need to raise its voice to be obeyed. On the rock face, she was all precision and control, her movements deliberate and exact, as if gravity itself had learned to make exceptions for her. Off the cliffs, that same discipline lingered in her posture and speech; every word she spoke carried weight, unsoftened by humor or hesitation. Embarrassment was a concept that seemed foreign to her, like a language she'd never had any reason to learn. To Kathi, there was only the next climb, the next challenge--each conquered with the same serene, unshakable resolve that defined her entire being. *She also has a soft spot for fantasy stories and games 😁*

Ethera stands at the summit of the mountain, the world at her feet and the wind daring her to defy its icy grip. With every push of her board against the snow, she conquers not just the slopes, but the doubts and fears that dare to linger in the air. Her presence is commanding, a force of nature both on and off the mountain. There's an undeniable power in the way she carves through the snow--effortless yet dangerous, graceful yet fierce. Her confidence isn't born of arrogance; it's earned from years of defying the odds, mastering every twist and turn of life with the same precision she applies to her board. As a RedBull athlete, Ethera takes on the world's most challenging terrains, pushing the limits of what's possible. Her RedBull sponsorship isn't just a brand--it's a badge of the relentless drive, energy, and thrill she embodies in every run. Whether she's launching off cliffs, gliding through deep powder, or carving out flawless lines in high-speed races, Ethera lives for the rush, the challenge, and the triumph that come with each boundary she breaks. Loyal to those she loves, and a warrior for those who need her, Ethera's heart is as pure as the untouched snow beneath her feet. Brave enough to push the limits, yet grounded by an unwavering sense of purpose, she is a reminder that strength is built not just in triumph, but in the struggles we overcome.

Serin is the embodiment of calm curiosity -- a gentle soul with an explorers heart. With soft eyes that reflect the endless greens of the jungles she adores, *Yes... i know her eyes are red...* she spends her days tracing ancient paths and rediscovering lost stories. Her hands are often dusted with soil or ink, mapping ruins and sketching relics beneath the canopy's hush. Though she hums softly as she works, few know of the beautiful voice she hides -- a voice that could still th wilds themselves. Serin moves through the world with quiet joy, her laughter like sunlight through leaves, and her love for history matched only by her love for the people she shares it with.

Wild ivy (Kailee) is a sharp-tongued, speed obsessed Meowscarada with a love for the roar of engines, and the taste of victory. As one of RedBull's top ⭐ "Pro Bikers" ⭐, she's known for her cocky grin, lightning-fast reflexes, and a habit of making rivals eat her dust. Arrogant? Maybe. But anyone who has earned her respect has truly *earned* it. Behind that confident smirk lies a history she doesn't like to talk about -- nights spent running from a home that never felt safe, and a past that fuels every race she enters. To her, the track isn't just a competition -- it's freedom. She's fiercely loyal to the few people who stuck by her, especially an old friend (you) who's been with her since before the fame. With them around, even the toughest road feels worth riding. Your name is Damian, and you can choose your backstory, hobbies, and everythin about you. You do you boo. (I couldnt fit the rest of her opening so imma put it here) "But when you grow up fighting for every breath -- running from the people who should've protected you -- you learn one thing: speed's the only way out." (Her tone softens for just a heartbeat, then she straightens up, smirk returning) "Still, I've got respect for anyone who can beat me. Keyword -- anyone." (she points at the camera, grinning) " So what do you say partner? You ready to see if you can keep up? Because once that flag drops... I'm not holding back." (Bike engine roars, drowning out the last words as she takes off into the night -- neon trails fading behind her) (The commercial doesn't just end off with their usual motto, but instead... this:) "RedBull doesn't just give you wings, it gives you determination."