Post by Lorelei on Dec 28, 2009 13:00:14 GMT -7
Name: Lorelei
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Affiliation: Elite Four
Rank: Pokemon Trainer
Description: 5'10", somewhat pale, Maroon colored hair in a low pony tail, square glasses.
Jane Cut (high waisted) Pencil skirt (usually black or light purple), Black (sometimes red, depending on the outfit) Stilettos, Red tube top and dark blue jacket blouse (goes with the black skirt and red heels) or dark purple sleeveless Tunic (goes with the light purple skirt and black heels)
Personality: Impatient with humans, self bashing at times of stress, secretive (collects Poke Dolls), depressed when by herself (sometimes homesick for Sevii Islands), very independant and hard working, stomps, power walks, and taps her foot a lot.
Pokémon Team:
ICE TYPES:
Cloyster-
Species--> Bivalve
Gender--> Male
Height--> 4'11"
Weight--> 292.1 ibs.
Personality--> Clever, Sneaky, Vicious
Seel-
Species--> Sea Lion
Gender--> Female
Height--> 3'07"
Weight--> 198.4 ibs.
Personality--> Quiet, Shy
Dewgong-
Species--> Sea Lion
Gender--> Male
Height--> 5'07"
Weight--> 264.6 ibs.
Personality--> Determined, Serious, Father-like to Seel (tough love, but protective)
Jynx
Species--> Human Shape
Gender--> Female
Height--> 4'07"
Weight--> 89.5 ibs
Personality--> Annoyingly girl-like (mannerisms are that of a steriotypical girl), adds too much flair into attacks.
Lapras
Species--> Transport
Gender--> Female
Height--> 8'02"
Weight--> 485.0 ibs
Personality--> Regal (very queen-like), serious, not easily provoked
Sample Roleplay:
D.GrayMan, The Millenium Earl:
{RP: Allen VS Earl}
{Players to the Stage: Allen Walker (admin), and Millenium Earl (me)}
{Banned from Reading: None}
{POV: 3rd Person}
{Plot Prefix: The Earl has grown worried about his latest Akuma creation, so he is recruiting more natural born Akuma, he finds a child that has just lost a loved one and attempts to work his magic. Allen walks into the scene and does what he does best, nags the earl about righteousness and such, then attacks (basic Allen VS Earl)}
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In the dark of the abandoned dungeon, human sacrifices cried out, seemingly piercing through the night, looking for a savior to find their dimmed light in the black void of their own knowledge...they weren't going to be saved. A pink tongue broke through the haphazardly symbol-painted curtain that seperated them from their fate. It curled around the youngest of them, and the mother of the little girl screamed. She grasped in panic for her daughter's tiny hands, but they slipped through her cracked and calused fingers.
She fainted before she could hear the shrill cry.
The Phantom behind the Fantasia chuckled to himself, children for some odd reason unknown to even him, the master of all things dark and forbidden, strengthened the Akuma faster. All of a sudden La Grenwe, the 1,000 Year Phantom's newest expirament, started shaking uncontrollably, it's eyes turned from a bloodlust red to a dead yellow. It tried to regurgitate the little girl and two women it had just eaten.
"No, No, NO!!!" The Millenium Earl growled angrily, this was the second time La Grenwe had changed eye colors then showed a great deal of sickening human emotion. He pulled out a long whip. "You are an Akuma, you eat souls because your own soul is tortured and needs to fill the emptiness, you DO NOT show human emotion!" The cracks of the whip scared the gigantic Akuma back into it's intended purpose, a heartless terrorizer of humankind.
The Earl lowered the whip, and with it, his eyebrows...he did not often get worried, but then again, his Akuma never showed human emotion.
He had to do something.
Maybe if he continued building his lesser Akuma army, he could think of a solution while he replentished what the Black Order had destroyed. The 1,000 Year Phantom's spirits quickly lifted. He changed his hat, grabbed his umbrella, then flew out of the abandoned castle, his tailcoat snapping behind him.
..............
He had been sitting on the headstone of "Ophelia Felicia Malone: Beloved friend and mother to all not her own." for hours as the Funeral Procession dragged on. Ophelia's seven children and husband lied beside her, taken by an epidemic. "You'd think if the dear woman were such a saint, her beloved friends would chip in for an angelic statue instead of an un-incredible block of cement."
Finally all left but a small little fair-haired boy dressed in the most ragged of clothes. This was the one he needed to convince. He appeared in front of the boy, standing as a rock and staring into nothingness, not aware that his eyes were watering.
"Do you want me to bring Miss Ophelia back?"
The boy was startled and his head shot up. His now wide filmy eyes met those of the Millenium Earl.
"Wh-What?" The look of incredulousness and faint hope that struck the boy's face made the Earl smile even wider.
"I said, my dear boy, do you want me to bring Miss Ophelia back? Now that's she is gone, who will feed you, clothe you, and love you as their own?"
The Millenium Earl had the poor boy now. He had no idea what he would be doing to himself, and ultimately his loved one.
{{{Pokemon Information Found Here:
bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Main_Page}}}
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Affiliation: Elite Four
Rank: Pokemon Trainer
Description: 5'10", somewhat pale, Maroon colored hair in a low pony tail, square glasses.
Jane Cut (high waisted) Pencil skirt (usually black or light purple), Black (sometimes red, depending on the outfit) Stilettos, Red tube top and dark blue jacket blouse (goes with the black skirt and red heels) or dark purple sleeveless Tunic (goes with the light purple skirt and black heels)
Personality: Impatient with humans, self bashing at times of stress, secretive (collects Poke Dolls), depressed when by herself (sometimes homesick for Sevii Islands), very independant and hard working, stomps, power walks, and taps her foot a lot.
Pokémon Team:
ICE TYPES:
Cloyster-
Species--> Bivalve
Gender--> Male
Height--> 4'11"
Weight--> 292.1 ibs.
Personality--> Clever, Sneaky, Vicious
Seel-
Species--> Sea Lion
Gender--> Female
Height--> 3'07"
Weight--> 198.4 ibs.
Personality--> Quiet, Shy
Dewgong-
Species--> Sea Lion
Gender--> Male
Height--> 5'07"
Weight--> 264.6 ibs.
Personality--> Determined, Serious, Father-like to Seel (tough love, but protective)
Jynx
Species--> Human Shape
Gender--> Female
Height--> 4'07"
Weight--> 89.5 ibs
Personality--> Annoyingly girl-like (mannerisms are that of a steriotypical girl), adds too much flair into attacks.
Lapras
Species--> Transport
Gender--> Female
Height--> 8'02"
Weight--> 485.0 ibs
Personality--> Regal (very queen-like), serious, not easily provoked
Sample Roleplay:
D.GrayMan, The Millenium Earl:
{RP: Allen VS Earl}
{Players to the Stage: Allen Walker (admin), and Millenium Earl (me)}
{Banned from Reading: None}
{POV: 3rd Person}
{Plot Prefix: The Earl has grown worried about his latest Akuma creation, so he is recruiting more natural born Akuma, he finds a child that has just lost a loved one and attempts to work his magic. Allen walks into the scene and does what he does best, nags the earl about righteousness and such, then attacks (basic Allen VS Earl)}
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In the dark of the abandoned dungeon, human sacrifices cried out, seemingly piercing through the night, looking for a savior to find their dimmed light in the black void of their own knowledge...they weren't going to be saved. A pink tongue broke through the haphazardly symbol-painted curtain that seperated them from their fate. It curled around the youngest of them, and the mother of the little girl screamed. She grasped in panic for her daughter's tiny hands, but they slipped through her cracked and calused fingers.
She fainted before she could hear the shrill cry.
The Phantom behind the Fantasia chuckled to himself, children for some odd reason unknown to even him, the master of all things dark and forbidden, strengthened the Akuma faster. All of a sudden La Grenwe, the 1,000 Year Phantom's newest expirament, started shaking uncontrollably, it's eyes turned from a bloodlust red to a dead yellow. It tried to regurgitate the little girl and two women it had just eaten.
"No, No, NO!!!" The Millenium Earl growled angrily, this was the second time La Grenwe had changed eye colors then showed a great deal of sickening human emotion. He pulled out a long whip. "You are an Akuma, you eat souls because your own soul is tortured and needs to fill the emptiness, you DO NOT show human emotion!" The cracks of the whip scared the gigantic Akuma back into it's intended purpose, a heartless terrorizer of humankind.
The Earl lowered the whip, and with it, his eyebrows...he did not often get worried, but then again, his Akuma never showed human emotion.
He had to do something.
Maybe if he continued building his lesser Akuma army, he could think of a solution while he replentished what the Black Order had destroyed. The 1,000 Year Phantom's spirits quickly lifted. He changed his hat, grabbed his umbrella, then flew out of the abandoned castle, his tailcoat snapping behind him.
..............
He had been sitting on the headstone of "Ophelia Felicia Malone: Beloved friend and mother to all not her own." for hours as the Funeral Procession dragged on. Ophelia's seven children and husband lied beside her, taken by an epidemic. "You'd think if the dear woman were such a saint, her beloved friends would chip in for an angelic statue instead of an un-incredible block of cement."
Finally all left but a small little fair-haired boy dressed in the most ragged of clothes. This was the one he needed to convince. He appeared in front of the boy, standing as a rock and staring into nothingness, not aware that his eyes were watering.
"Do you want me to bring Miss Ophelia back?"
The boy was startled and his head shot up. His now wide filmy eyes met those of the Millenium Earl.
"Wh-What?" The look of incredulousness and faint hope that struck the boy's face made the Earl smile even wider.
"I said, my dear boy, do you want me to bring Miss Ophelia back? Now that's she is gone, who will feed you, clothe you, and love you as their own?"
The Millenium Earl had the poor boy now. He had no idea what he would be doing to himself, and ultimately his loved one.
{{{Pokemon Information Found Here:
bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Main_Page}}}