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Post by Lucky on Oct 7, 2007 5:16:49 GMT 10
Name: Calan. Just simply Calan. Gender: Male Race: Human Rank: Pravus Scientist Age: 21 Sexuality Preference: Straight
Appearance: Looking upon Calan, most people would think a simular thought. He looks like he's two. Whether it's his innocent, boyish face, his sandy-blonde hair, or his choice of attire, Calan has a slight "kiddish" arua to him. Some others would look upon his face and see the sharp features it posseses and run away fast. Whichever, Calan has a mysterious appearance to him.
The first thing that you'd notice about Calan is his hair. It has a dirty-blonde look to it, with a sheen of brunette. Some would state that his roots are brown and the cover top is blonde, some others would say that his roots are blonde and the cover top is brown. But I assure you that it is blonde with brown streaks and spots, giving it a dirty-blonde coloring. His hair is rather shaggy in a little boy way, but his bangs fall in a sharper, older way across his eyes. The hair is perfectly cut, like a professional hair-dresser messed with the sandy-blonde goodness. But yet it is so unruly, sticking up in random places, that you'd swear Calan never brushed it or even shampooed it.
If you follow down his face, you'll find soft flesh and sharp bone-structure. Calan's forehead is not long or short, rather in the middle. It has no frown-lines or scars from acne. The skin is flawless. Following down his forehead are two bumps with hair covering them. These are his eyebrows, that seemingly never move. Following a swoop down from his eyebrows, in a cavern supplied by the swoop into his skull by his eyebrow, and the swoop out from his high cheek-bones are his crypt grey eyes, with the darkest of black pupils. Half hiding these grey circles are his droopy eyelids, giving an almost stoner look to the boy. Defining these eyelids are Calan's thick black eyelashes, that catch frost and hold them there. As you swoop out of the little hollows in his skull, you'll find thin flesh streched over some of the highest cheekbones ever noticed. Following down these cheekbones are gaunt cheeks from the lack of flesh, that ring tightly around Calan's rigid jaw, that eventually lead to his mouth. His mouth is a particular thing. The hole in which words leave his body is rather large, but yet the lips are thin and pale, as if the large hole can defend itself. If you'd notice when he's talking, that every part of his face moves. His eyes shift nervously, his cheekbones move to give his jaw enough room to make the large hole, and his lips twitch as if agiatated.
Moving down his jawline, you'll have a nasty and drastic swoop inwards, where his neck is protected by a two cartilidge strips running down to his collar bone. Hanging losely from this slender neck is a thin piece of leather, with Teeth Marks studded in. Hanging from the leather is a small Star Locket, where a picture of a young boy and a Growlithe lay, on the other side a picture of a woman, man, young boy, toddler girl, and Arcanine stand, as if a Family potrait. The people resemble each other extremely, the same sandy-blonde hair, grey eyes, and expressions. The photographs seem dated. As you move on from this leather, you're confronted with broad shoulders that are gaunt with thin muscles. Hanging loosely from these shoulders is his shirt.
His shirts are always navy blue or maroon red. They always have Two White Stripes going Vertically down the left side of his shoulder, and a Maroon collar. The shirt hangs loosely from the boy's thin frame. If you were to see him shirtless, you'd notice the muscular build that hides itself underneath the loose shirt and the six-pack that implies work-outs. Now, back to him with a shirt on, you'd notice thin yet muscular arms jutting out from the thin sleeves. Some specluate stravation, as he rarely gets a bigger size then a six. Sitting about midway down his chest is a leather belt, where one pocket hangs, probably with money in it, and poke-ball holders also hang, with four red and white poke-balls fitting nicely in them. Easily accessed by the slender and fine-pointed hands, it seems like his perfect bag carrier. As the belt hangs lower way in his shirt, underneath it the shirt creates a balloon effect over his thin waist.
Now, sitting on his shoulder is a high-grade messanger bag, also leather, but instead a khaki army green mix, with a few drawings on it, ranging from Charizards and Dragonairs to Clefairies and Jigglypuffs. Inside is everything an explorer would pack. Usually water, a week's supply of food, camping gear, and another set of clothes. Speaking of clothes, we never reached what covers his legs.
Sitting exactly below the leather bolt are meduim-long athletic shorts, that are usually denim or white fabric. If denim, they are tan or white-washed blue. These have two padded pockets on each side, in which Calan is most likely to have pocket change or notes on battle strageties. If they are fabric, they are most likely to be white or gold, in which he has no pockets, for the fabric is fine cotton and would probably break if it was cut. Now, these shorts always go right below the knee, about one centimeter below it. Maybe he's hiding something beneath them? No one ever got close enough or brave enough to ask. Shooting out beneath his shorts are his gaunt, pale legs which give him a runner look.
These legs seem to be long, as you descend below them, you'll find a thin skin patch between both his Tiba and Fimur bone, which are only kept from rubbing by a distinct muscle. As his legs start to curve inwards to his ankle, nothing jumps out besides that he gets tanner as the leg goes on. It is specluated that his toe is as tan as a pageant queen teeny-bopper. Now, before you even seen either one of the ankles, a soccer-like sock covers them. The top of this sock is rimmed in a dark navy blue, and goes to white as it hits his shoes. The shoes are a thin leather, with blue and white colors, though he has another pare of maroon and white. They look like track shoes, thin but yet thick soles to protect the runner's feet. It is wondered why he does this, as he always rides his Arcanine around and only does some walking in the lab.
Now with an over-look of Calan, you'd label him as a smart-ass, wise-cracking, immature 21-year old. Thin and Gaunt, with board shoulders and a track runner's frame, he seems like a hunter, being able to camoflague and hid in small spaces. He looks spidery with that slightly antsy and long frame. He'd also seem clumsy, tripping over his large feet. It matters who'd look at him whether he'd be attractive or not. Some think he's butt-ugly while others couldn't get enough of him.
Personality: Calan has an innocent air to him, as if he is quite the young and playful boy his appearance describes. But as you stare upon him, you start to get an unsettling evil in those clouded blue eyes. Some would run off, while others would just stare at him, wondering where this evil comes from the innocence their first impressions potrayed. They usually find out, in very very unsettling ways.
Calan is not powerful. Nor does he pretend to be. He is rather a weakling in physical strength, but thanks to a life-load of therapists, he has adapted to huge emotional and mental strength. He has also learned what buttons to push at what time and what buttons not to push at what time. Any many ways, Calan is a very irratating boy. In others, he is good company. Usually the people that he's good company too either have something he wants, or something that he loves. Such as Elyssa.
Calan has an addictive and obbessive personality. Get him started on something and he will not stop. This is why he should never start drugs or alochol, for his frail body couldn't hold his liquor. Calan is an implusive smoker because of this flaw in personality, and therefore suffers extreme coughing fits and will one day have lung cancer. When he gets his mind set, there isn't much you can do about this. In a way, Calan has Obbessive Complusive Disorder. In others he's just Calan.
Calan is also a hateful youngster. This is also one of those flaws that he can't stop. Once he hates someone, he never likes them again. Take Dusk for example. Now, Calan only loves a few things. Among these astrayed things are his Ex Elyssa and his Pokemon. Never touch his pokemon in a wrong way or you will be very hurt. Never do anything to Elyssa or you will be dead on the side of the road. And Calan never breaks promises.
Calan is also very violent. He has anger issues and rarely can control this anger. When he or his loved things are threatened, he reacts in such uncommon venom that most people back up, majorly. Calan was never shy or unopiniontive, just anyone that knows him knows he doesn't yell. Ever. Calan is a mannerly young gentleman, and will stress this upon girls. He's also a big flirt, a flaw that most long-term realtionships see and break. This also causes tauntrums.
History: Calan was born normally. No one died. No one killed anyone. His parents weren't genuises or breath-takingly beautiful. He didn't get beat. No major life changing experience ever harmed the sandy-blonde head of Calan.
Calan was born a single child. He was everything his parents wanted. A screaming bundle of pale skin. His mother was elated and spoiled him. They lived in a meduim red brick house in the subards, where Calan was raised. At the age of five he showed interest in pokemon. His parents prohibated pokemon, saying they were dirty, flithly creatures. But deep down, his father felt the same way as Calan. You could say that Calan's mother was a clean-freak, Desprete Housewife, just not as desprete. She was concerned since he wasn't growing as big as the other kids. Desprete for her only son to be perfect, he was shipped off to Italy to eat like a king.
There he learned the importance of pokemon for two years. By using water pokemon, the people in Venice were able to motor through the canal streets. By using grass pokemon in the country, they were able to grow plants as big as Calan's head. By using ground and rock pokemon, they were able to carefully go into the earth and produce precious minerals. Yes, Calan entered a slight obbession with pokemon. By the time he was sent back to his home in Viridian, he was sold on pokemon.
This was distressing for Calan's mother. She sacrificed her pokemon-hater ways to get her son a pokemon for his eighth birthday. Proud with her accomplishment, she hid the present somewhere where any young seven year old would find it, she hid it well intill the morning of Calan's birthday, where he was presented with the white and red sphere of goodness. When he opened it, a canine shape appeared then visualized as a Growlithe. The young delighted Calan dubbed the canine Bailey.
As a young boy with his pokemon, Calan and Bailey were barely home. Calan's mother ended up sending him to school, since she would no longer have to fret over his safety thanks to the protective Growlithe. For his ninth birthday, he was given a Fire Stone. Calan had heard of these. They were sought after for evolving pokemon. Calan hurriedly evolved Bailey to an Arcanine. The graceful lion-dog carried Calan everywhere, one of the strongest pokemon on Calan's block.
FEATHER DO NOT READ ON.
It wasn't before long that kids started to get jealous. They started to gang up on smaller Calan, who couldn't bring Bailey to his school. He came home with a fair amount of bruises, and was eventually beaten so severely he earned a broken arm. His mother immeadiately transferred him to a boarding school in the Jhoto Mountains. Right before he left, Calan's mother gave him an ill-tempered Poochyena that would protect him. Calan named this Canine Houdini, after he escaped through anything, including locked rooms and steel leashes. Calan traveled to the Jhoto Mountains for a year, by boat, sometimes by guide's foot, and sometimes by pokemon. Whichever, this enriched him in many subjects and he also grew some muscle.
He finally arrived in the Jhoto Mountains to find a turmoil as the Jhoto champion returned to her hometown. Calan became interested in this "champion" and eventually met her at a mutual friend's house. She owned a rather nice Houndoom he found, and her name was Elyssa. From then on he would stalk her. When he started school there, Calan became the top of class soon. But still the problem of jealously became a problem, intill Calan's most remarkable life altering moment appeared, on his Sixteenth birthday.
It was a rather smoky night, and Calan had been riding home on Bailey, with Houndini on his side. When he finally reached his house, he found a wiggling present on his door. Addressed to him with only two Initials "E. D." he opened it to find a Treecko. The Treecko was a rather spaztic one, but a good pokemon deep down. For his attitude with authority, Calan named him Punk. This was also when Calan got the courage to ask Elyssa out [[ which she replied with a "yes" ]] and Houdini evolved into a Mightyena.
It was all going good, intill Calan graduated from his school. He had no where to go, thanks to a fire that had killed both his parents. So he started off on his own journey, with Elyssa at his side. But when he told her he was going to Hoenn, she refused to go. The two lovers parted ways, Calan going to Hoenn, and Elyssa going to Sinnoh. Calan became a famed trainer in Hoenn, known for his trade-mark Fire Blast that scorched the other trainer's pokemon before Calan came out of the shadows. He only battled at night, for the fear installed by the darkness was helpful. It made trainers clumsy. This was where Calan started yearning for the evil side of things.
Calan "borrowed" a Linoone from a friend. He renamed the Linoone "Rocketdog" for it's unsteady personality. With his new team of pokemon installed, leveled up to where people couldn't push him around, Calan put his past behind him. Besides Elyssa. He needed to find her, he realized one night when the trainers were weak and the money was short, to live. She had money he knew, money he needed. Feeding himself and four pokemon was getting pricey. And now that he was known, most people avoided him.
Calan had to figure out a way to get the funding to go to Sinnoh. He didn't have any flying pokemon or water pokemon and this greatly troubled him. So he went to a Flying Contest, and found the prettiest little Pidgey you ever did see. He waited for the pidgey to have babies, and found the strongest pidgey he had ever laid eyes on. The pidgey was trained to level 20, and evolved into a Pidgetteo. Calan paid for the bird pokemon, and then named the bird "Hannibal" over his rather. . angry personality. Then they flew to Sinnoh.
When he arrived in Sinnoh, his search only took a few weeks. Thanks to her tauntrums and always losing to the new trainers, Elyssa was easy to find through gossip. Calan eventually found the girl he had been dreaming of for years, in a dark deserted alley in Snowpoint City. A slumbering, small town, Snowpoint didn't have alot of action besides the Temple. After Elyssa told Calan to get lost, he got a job as a Guard of the Temple. There he earned enough to stalk Elyssa, all the way to Remoor.
Calan stalked her all the way to Team Pravus, where she was accepted, while Calan was denied for having "anger issues". Finally, once Elyssa was promoted, Calan caught gossip of a "Dusk" character. From then on, Calan was determined to beat this Dusk character, intill he and only he had Elyssa's attention. Then he got accepted, by a new supervisor who thought Calan was just what they needed. Fwee!
Roleplay Sample:
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Bailey Level: 25 Attacks:
- Take Down
- Fire Blast
- Swift
- Hyper Beam
Houdini Level: 23 Attacks:
- BIte
- Iron Tail
- Protect
- Shadow Ball
Punk Level: 20 Attacks:
- Focus Punch
- Bullet Seed
- Crush Claw
- Pursuit
Rocketdog Level: 20 Attacks:
- Head-butt
- Water Pulse
- Thunderbolt
- Rain Dance
Hannibal Level: 20
- Gust
- Fly
- Quick Attack
- Wing Attack
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Lucky
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Post by Lucky on Oct 21, 2007 12:59:35 GMT 10
OH MY GOD, FINISHED!
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Post by Feather on Oct 21, 2007 13:17:42 GMT 10
Approved, Dusk needs to be modified now. Mostly to talk about his insane cousin, and meetig calan.
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