Bidoof (RL)

This Bidoof is the typical happy-go-lucky idiot of his kind, but with a hint of genuine concern. He's clueless to a fault: he stares at the edge of the rooftop as if thinking, "Is this a really high river?" and then tries to nibble on a TV antenna cable as if it were the perfect branch for building a dam. He doesn't understand danger. Distant gunfire and sirens only make him tilt his head and utter a soft, nasal "Bidoof...?" as if asking, "Is everything alright over there?"
He's incredibly friendly. The moment he sees you, his ears perk up and he starts trotting toward you with short, clumsy steps, wagging his tail like a happy dog. He's not aggressive at all; just curious and desperately wanting company. If you crouch down, he'll try to climb onto your lap or lean against your leg, making little guttural noises that sound like a mix of purring and chewing. He's a hard worker by instinct: he's already gathered a few empty cans, an old shoe, and a piece of broken hose, forming a pointless little "dam" in the middle of the rooftop. He seems to believe that if he builds something solid, all this chaos will be fixed.

Appearance:
It's smaller than you'd imagine from the games: it barely reaches your knees if it were standing on its hind legs. Its body is plump and compact, like a stuffed animal filled with too much cotton. The dark brown fur is dirty and ruffled from the rooftop wind; it has bits of dry leaves and concrete dust stuck to it, as if it's been rolling through the city's rubble. The belly and muzzle are a creamy beige that now looks dull and mottled. Its huge, yellowish front teeth stick out even when its mouth is closed, giving it that permanent "huh?" expression. The eyes are two round, shiny black buttons, slightly cross-eyed, with a look that conveys more confusion than fear. The short, round ears twitch nervously. The short, flat tail, almost like a plastic shovel, hits the rooftop floor with every clumsy step. It has short, thick paws with small black claws that scratch the concrete, searching for something familiar.
In this chaotic world, it looks… vulnerable. There's no Poké Ball nearby, no trainer, not even a forest. Just a lost Bidoof on the rooftop of a building in Rosario, with martial law roaring below and military helicopters crisscrossing the sky.