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Post by XO on Jan 4, 2008 13:41:58 GMT 10
Name: Leo Altair Age: 19 Gender: Male Race: Absol-Pokemorph Hometown: Sky Reach City; originally from Lavaridge in Hoenn Sexual Preference: Asexual Rank: Pravus Grunt
Personality: A passion for fire? That, my friend, is a gross understatement if you’re trying to describe Leo Altair. Words could never begin to accurately illustrate his fire infatuation. A demon creature—a merciless beast swallowed by blazing flames from the very fire pits of Hell—grips the frozen chain where his heart ought to be. You would think that the hundreds of scars lying on his body, and the souvenir burns apparent on his face would prove to be enough for Leo to sever the ties between him and his fiery lover. Hah! Of course not! Every lover comes with their price; Fire’s just happens to be a bit more costly. But the cost of having Fire as his soul mate seems to be so small compared to what the beast can do for him. The sadistic bastard he is, Leo often turns to his lover in pursuit of its help whenever he finds himself in a situation that calls for someone to be eliminated in one heck of a show. Always flashy when he murders, it’s fairly obvious that Leo was the one who did the deed since he can’t help but leave his signature marking (a morbidly slashed throat; he also often takes some part of the victim’s body—usually their eyes, but he is partial to taking parts of their rib cage sometimes, too) behind on his victims—if there’s anything left of them, that is. Though his killing sprees usually are a good mix of all kinds of trainers, his main targets are those who favour Water and Fighting-Type Pokemon—those jerks are all out to destroy his beloved Fire-darling! Well, them and also that one Aubre girl that landed him in jail…Thanks to that brat, he can’t stop the whispering, raspy voices that constantly drag up the memories of that wretched bird cage and fake warning calls that the cops are after him again. Fucking bastards.
But those prison people did teach him one thing: mess with your prey before you take them out. Thus, Leo decided that he was a game-lover through and through. During battles after he was freed from prison, he lead his opponent on, allowing them to think they were going to beat him into a fine pulp. As soon as the battle was coming to a close on Leo’s part, he let the other have it full force. Such a humiliating defeat for his opponents always sent a warm fuzzy feeling into the shadowed area of his chest where a heart ought to be. And on a normal basis, Leo would gladly kill the beaten trainer and, if they had a Fire-Type or Electric-Type by chance, he’d take his pick of the one he wanted.
Enough of that, let’s talk about Leo’s stunningly gorgeous features! Mirrors are this guy’s worst enemy, and his best friend, considering that whenever he passes one, there’s no way he can go without staring at himself for at least a good five seconds and saying, “Lookin’ good, baby.” He never goes out of his room unless he’s absolutely sure that he looks as good as he can possibly get (which, by the way, is extraordinarily gorgeous). Every hair is in its designated place, shining brightly with a lovely luster. His skin is smooth and irresistibly soft. And you ask how he couldn’t be so narcissistic? For a psychotic murderer, he sure knows how to keep himself well-groomed.
Even before his time in prison, Leo has always felt that people should be treated the exact way they act. If you’re kind to him, he’ll be kind to you (but don’t think you’ll get brownie points with him; he’ll still kill you); if you’re cruel to him, expect to die right there and then; if you’re an idiot, you’ll be treated like an idiot. You get the picture, no? Here’s a hint: the kinder and less idiotic you seem, you longer you have to live.
Hobbies:
- Killing sprees
- Playing with fire
- Hunting down Aubre for sweet revenge
- Training Fire and Electric-Type Pokemon
- Making him self look good. Wait, no. Unbelievably beautiful!
Physical Appearance: This handsome beast is something every woman would kill to be with—or at least have a one-night-stand with. Albeit an Absol-Pokemorph, Leo is still a rather stunningly good-looking man. He stands at a decent five-foot-eleven with a lithe yet muscular body that he earned in his time in prison. His skin, ever soft and smooth, is a lovely tan color that allows his bright emerald eyes to shine through the silky locks of pure white hair that drape down in front of his eyes a very tiny bit. In the back, however, there rests a small ponytail (not a rattail) tied by a golden band he’d stolen from one of the homosexual guards at the prison. Resting on the right side of his semi-short haired head is a glistening black blade that has tasted the blood of many (thankfully, it’s detachable, so he can use it any time he wants without swinging his head like an idiot and messing up his hair. It’s painful, yes, but it’s worth enduring the pain). A similar blade serves as a tail behind him that, unfortunately, tears rudely through the back of his pants; this one is non-detachable. Planted in the middle of his forehead is a black oval gem that glows an eerie white whenever he gets into his eradication mood. This usually doesn’t happen until he’s already in the process of killing someone, however. His hands appear to be normal human hands (with the exception of naturally black fingernails), but lurking underneath his skin above his knuckles are two deadly, shining ebon talons, both nine inches in length and slightly curved (¾ of a foot) that shoot out on command. Concealed under the skin is a straight talon of the same length, often used for assassination killings instead of outright bloody murder. Leo’s feet are, by far, the most human-like part of his body since absolutely no part of the Absol DNA had fused with them. His face, while pretty on one side, is horribly scarred on the right from a fire trick gone wrong. Rather than cover it up, he allows it to be shown to the world, a fanged grin painted on his face while he scares the little ones.
As for clothes, Leo dresses rather nicely, with the exception of the hole in his pants due to his razor blade of a tail. Said pants are black as night and are a slightly baggy fit. They come down past the bottoms of his heels, which would explain the tearing and shredding of the edges. Seven silver chains hang from three belt loops (in a sort of ‘w’ pattern, each chain making its own ‘w’ as it gets lower to the ground, if you get what I mean)—a memoir from his days in the joint. Leo wears a black tank-top that fits tightly to his nicely toned body, and sometimes during the winter you can find him in a white, fur-topped leather vest. Until then, he wears only the tank-top. For accessories, this crazed murderer loves to adorn himself in ruby colored rings, piercings, and tattoos. Two smooth ruby colored bracelets cling to his upper right arm while two more dangle on his wrist. Around his neck are two larger ruby colored bracelets that fit almost perfectly to his neck. Both of his arms are covered in black-inked tattoos of flames that fade into a dark orange when they reach the tops of his hands. Covering his back is a massive tattoo of a dragon and a phoenix entwined. For piercings, Leo has a tongue piercing with a bright red ball, six ear piercings on the left ear (alternating from the lobe: black, orange, red), and an eyebrow piercing (ruby red ring).
------ Pokemon, Items, & History ------
[ Name: ] Narciss [ Species: ] Houndoom [ Gender: ] Female [ Age: ] 5 years [ Level: ] 27 [ Attacks: ]
- Flamethrower
- Dark Pulse
- Fire Blast
- Toxic
- Beat Up
- Fire Fang
- Shadow Ball
- Howl
[ Personality: ] Much like her trainer, Narciss enjoys looking at herself as much as she loves inflicting pain on other people and Pokemon. Her main goal in life is to hurt/kill as many things as she possibly can (albeit an odd goal, Leo has practically brainwashed her into it after he’d stolen her from that Pokemon Center years ago). For whatever odd reason, she loves Leo to the death and would do anything to make sure he survives through his little fire obsession and killing sprees.
[ Name: ] Nariko [ Species: ] Manetric [ Gender: ] Female [ Age: ] 2 years [ Level: ] 26 [ Attacks: ]
- Spark
- Thunder
- Thunderbolt
- Flash
- Crunch
- Thunder Fang
- Shock Wave
- Iron Tail
[ Personality: ] Nariko is a rather strange individual and an odd addition to Leo’s team. Farfetched as it may seem, Nariko is actually a sweet Manetric that couldn’t be happier to help someone in need. Sadly, she is a bit naïve and stupid, so it’s a bit difficult for Leo to carry a conversation with her. The only thing he really finds her useful for is battle; something even an idiot like her could understand.
[ Name: ] Ichigo [ Species: ] Quilava [ Gender: ] Male [ Age: ] 2 years [ Level: ] 26 [ Attacks: ]
- Flame Wheel
- Flamethrower
- Fire Blast
- Toxic
- Smokescreen
- Sunny Day
- Aerial Ace
- Rock Smash
[ Personality: ] Ichigo is one darned cocky son of a gun that thinks he can beat just about anyone even if he knows that he’s weaker than them. He’s not mean, nor a bully, just stuck-up and better than everyone else. He’s also extremely honest to the point of brutality and often hurts those he speaks to, but does he actually know that he’s doing it? Sometimes, but only if he comes to hate someone. He and Renji are constantly at each other’s throats with insults and fights, but Leo often enjoys this and simply sits back and watches as the two duke it out.
[ Name: ] Renji [ Species: ] Luxio [ Gender: ] Male [ Age: ] 2 years [ Level: ] 26 [ Attacks: ]
- Fire Fang
- Spark
- Thunderbolt
- Thunder
- Thunder Fang
- Double Team
- Ice Fang
- Charge
[ Personality: ] Renji is Ichigo’s number one, perhaps only, rival. He’s sarcastic and taunting, but once a situation calls for him to be serious, he drops all fun and games and focuses on the task at hand. Renji has quite the sharp tongue around the rest of the Pokemon, but around Leo, he stops and bites it until it bleeds. Like the rest of the team, Renji knows that if he angers Leo, things won’t turn out so pretty. Just as the Ponyta that was once on the team…
Items:
i. Pokeball
- Quantity: 7
- Effect: Captures weakened Pokemon
ii. Potion
- Quantity: 4
- Effect: Restores a weakened Pokemon’s lost HP/Stamina
iii. Lighter
- Quantity: 3
- Effect: Creates small, controlled flames
History: Born in the small town of Lavaridge, Leo was once a good little boy. Well, in his parents’ opinions, anyway. The pyromaniac grew up living the rich life; maids, butlers, money, the works. Spoiled to death and loved unconditionally, Leo always got what he wanted, whenever he wanted it. This fell nothing short of money, Pokemon, games, and anything else his little mind could imagine. Once he reached the age of ten, the boy’s parents decided that it was time he finally went off to Battle School to learn how to be the best trainer out there. Without any hesitation, they sent him off the very second they told him about it. Some parents. But he had no objections to it except for, “I’m already the best there is, but beating other people for a while sounds fun.” Once on the ferry to the Academy, Leo stood proudly at the very front of it with his prized Pokemon: a Quilava he named Ichigo. However, since Pokemon that didn’t belong to the Academy weren’t allowed in the school, he had to give Ichigo up to the police that were wandering around the ferry. Angry at the fact that he couldn’t bring his Pokemon with him, Leo plotted his revenge silently on the way to the Academy.
As soon as he stepped onto school grounds, Leo seemed to radiate the very definition of excellence. In his eyes, at least, though it did show in his ability to pound every one of his opponents into the ground during the exams. And not only in battle, but in paperwork, too. The bright young fellow, though cocky and stuck-up, was able to keep a perfect 4.0 throughout his student career. The entire school population hated his guts, but they had to admit that he was a pretty good student and trainer. The most impressive thing that everyone would confess was that he could win against anything with just Fire and Electric-Types. Throughout the next three years, Leo kept his standard of a 4.0 and title being the Champion of the Battle School. That is, until that brat Aubre came along.
Battle exams came around again that year when he was thirteen, and having beating his first six opponents, Leo was ready for more. His next opponent was a first year student; a shrimp of a girl that he had no worries about beating. His team for the day had consisted completely of Fire-Type Pokemon and, as many had expected, he’d won every single one of his battles so far. Stepping up and shining a Pokeball against his shirt, Leo stood before the girl with oozing confidence. Timid and a bit quiet, she seemed an easy opponent, so Leo had no worries about the thing standing before him. Skipping the details of the fight for time’s sake, the battle had been shockingly short, and it hadn’t gone the way everyone had expected it to, either. Young Leo stood speechless, his Growlithe lying sprawled and fainted on the floor beneath his feet. The girl’s Marshtomp stood proudly as the victor before the boy’s emerald eyes watched it disappear back into its ball. The day ended with that battle, and everyone retired to their dorms.
That night, the teen snuck into the local Pokemon Center, his mind focused solely on getting his revenge. With him he carried a knife stolen from the kitchen not long ago, he crept up behind the police officer that had taken his Quilava on the ferry and assassinated him with ease. Soon after, he broke into the Pokemon Center’s storage room and took from it a Houndoom’s Pokeball (Houndoom included). He darted back to the dorms and released the Houndoom, quickly convincing it that this certain girl he was going to take her to was trying to steal her baby Houndour just moments ago. It didn’t take much for the new mother Houndoom to believe the boy and she was off like lightning as she followed him loyally to the girl’s dorm room. I’ll skip the blood and gore for your sake, so I’m just going to tell you that the young lady ended up in the local emergency room for ahalf a year, and suffered psychotic trauma. As you probably predicted, Leo ended up in jail for seventeen years for attempted murder (but no one ever figured out who killed the cop).
Luckily, Leo had connections with his parents still, so after three years in the joint (and a chance at calling someone at last), he was freed from jail. The Houndoom that he had stolen three years back was given back to him when he left and after that, things quickly spiraled downward. Not for him, but for everyone else around him. Three years in a hardcore, brutal prison can really change a man. Not to mention he was only thirteen when he had gone! His personality, his looks, his mind had quickly changed, and not for the better of the people. Oh Hell no! Anyone that dared oppose him usually found themselves dead within the first fifteen minutes of meeting him. After another three years, Leo had perfected all of his killing methods, even earning himself a little infamous reputation around the Hoenn Region. The very second he took the ferry to Remoor (the last place he’d heard that that Aubre chick had been) and stepped foot on its lands, Leo began his tireless search for the girl and still hunts her down to this day until he can finally get his sweet fucking revenge.
Roleplay Sample: Completed on XO’s profile.
NOTE: Pokemon permission from Feather, as she request this character to be played and I took it up.
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