Post by jay on May 1, 2011 21:10:05 GMT -5
abram callum pierce !
COORDINATOR & TRAINER – EIGHTEEN – DAVE FRANCO
this is the beginning *
Abram Callum Pierce had been born on a hot August night, the third son to a schoolteacher and an architect, unknowingly to the both of them, Abe was an accident and wouldn’t be the last of them. Abram had two older brothers, one younger sister and the youngest was Abram’s little brother, Ricky. The Pierce family lived in Blackthorn City in the Jhoto region, a two-story house a few miles out of town. They weren’t exceptionally rich but they were pretty well off. His parents lived in the ‘pokemon’ world, really only wanting to live and just embrace pokemon as companions and not as battling partners. Abram’s father had a few pokemon in the house just so that the Pierce family would be able to recognize pokemon in the world.
Abram’s love for pokemon only really rivaled his love for swimming, athletics and music. It was slightly nerve-wracking considering that none of these really had any common interest with each other seeing how Abram’s childhood was usually a pretty laxed place where he could just enjoy the simplistic nature of his youth. Abe spent most of his youth playing outside with his siblings and just enjoying his life as a little kid. Abram’s first encounter with pokemon happened with him and his little sister, Spencer. They had been playing ball and all of a sudden, a friendly Ladyba ‘appeared’ with a very nice and sincere personality. The both of the Pierce kids loved this and it sort of, became a world where Abram just wanted to spend his life dedicated to pokemon, he wasn’t necessarily sure what career he wanted, but he just knew that it had to do something with pokemon. One of the hardest things that Abram had to do was on his fifth birthday, the young Pierce asked his parents for them to give him a opportunity to go to a Pokemon Academy school instead of going to a modern school where all they focused on was the basics of life, and only spent a few moments on pokemon giving their students a very bare minimum of what they needed to actually know.
attending a very studious academy
Abram Callum Pierce had been born on a hot August night, the third son to a schoolteacher and an architect, unknowingly to the both of them, Abe was an accident and wouldn’t be the last of them. Abram had two older brothers, one younger sister and the youngest was Abram’s little brother, Ricky. The Pierce family lived in Blackthorn City in the Jhoto region, a two-story house a few miles out of town. They weren’t exceptionally rich but they were pretty well off. His parents lived in the ‘pokemon’ world, really only wanting to live and just embrace pokemon as companions and not as battling partners. Abram’s father had a few pokemon in the house just so that the Pierce family would be able to recognize pokemon in the world.
Abram’s love for pokemon only really rivaled his love for swimming, athletics and music. It was slightly nerve-wracking considering that none of these really had any common interest with each other seeing how Abram’s childhood was usually a pretty laxed place where he could just enjoy the simplistic nature of his youth. Abe spent most of his youth playing outside with his siblings and just enjoying his life as a little kid. Abram’s first encounter with pokemon happened with him and his little sister, Spencer. They had been playing ball and all of a sudden, a friendly Ladyba ‘appeared’ with a very nice and sincere personality. The both of the Pierce kids loved this and it sort of, became a world where Abram just wanted to spend his life dedicated to pokemon, he wasn’t necessarily sure what career he wanted, but he just knew that it had to do something with pokemon. One of the hardest things that Abram had to do was on his fifth birthday, the young Pierce asked his parents for them to give him a opportunity to go to a Pokemon Academy school instead of going to a modern school where all they focused on was the basics of life, and only spent a few moments on pokemon giving their students a very bare minimum of what they needed to actually know.
attending a very studious academy