Post by Silver on Sept 24, 2010 12:57:21 GMT -7
Name: Silver Koutei
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Affiliation: Deviant
Rank: Academy Student
Description: The Basics
- Height: 6'0"
- Weight: 203 Lbs
- Figure/build: Tall and slim
- Hairstyle and colour: Black shaggy faux hawk with blue tips
- Eye colour: Sky blue
- Skin colour: Fair skinned
- Tattoos: Stylized Skarmory tattoo on his right shoulder, and a stylized Lugia on his upper back
- Scars: Small, nondescript scars on arms and shoulders from plane repair
- Piercings: A small dangle on his left earlobe designed to resemble a Rainbow Feather
- Preferred style of clothing: Bomber jacket or wind breaker over a t-shirt, cargo jeans, and aviator goggles
Personality: The Basics (Again)
- Personality: Cynical and cocky, but generally well-meaning
- Likes: Heights, speed, battling, pretty girls, freedom
- Dislikes: Tedium, "too many rules", losing
- Fears/phobias: Drowning
- Favourite colour: Blue and white
- Favourite food(s): Grilled meats and peppers, honey-roasted peanuts
- Favourite drink(s): Energy drinks, coffee, tea, cream soda, and some fruit juices
- Hobbies: Tinkering with machines (especially planes), working out, flying
- Talents/skills: Is very good with analyzing, deconstructing, and rebuilding mechanical objects, is an accomplished pilot, and can analyze enemy formations and their weaknesses
Pokémon Team: The Flight Crew
- Skarmory - Male - Engine
- Crobat - Male - Stinger
- Xatu - Female - Radar
- Salamence - Male - Afterburner
- Aerodactyl - Male - Vulcan
- Flygon - Female - Jet
Sample Roleplay: "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Silver cursed, going into a sharp nosedive. "I got careless...sorry, Jet. Looks like we're gonna have to put 'em through their paces."
Nodding understandingly, Jet complied with Silver's orders as he directed his pokemon to begin flying at sea-level along Olivine's coast. What was supposed to be a routine surveillance flight had turned into full-fledged aerial combat when the hot-shot pilot accidentally bisected a Fearow flock's formation. While he felt he could adequately handle a few Fearow with no problem, a whole flock of them would give any trainer trouble.
"Counteroffensive maneuver 36!" Giving his order confidently, Silver held on tight as his loyal Flygon suddenly shot up at a 90 degree angle and made a sharp 180 degree turn--an extremely advanced flight pattern that was rarely utilized in actual combat. "Good work! While they're still trying to gain altitude, let's buzz 'em with Aerial Ace!"
Pulling his goggles down over his eyes to protect them from the sudden acceleration, Silver smirked as Jet became a streak of white across the sky, altering her trajectory to just barely scrape the entire formation of attacking Fearow. Even though there was no type advantage, the sheer force of the attack was enough to send the enraged birds hurtling towards the ground. Slowing to a comfortable glide, Jet trilled triumphantly, pleased with her own performance.
"Good girl. As always, you did an amazing job. I'm proud of you." With a gentle pat on the head, Silver signaled for Jet to land on the nearest island, having been chased all the way out to the Whirl Islands during their brief altercation. "We'll take a break before heading back home."