Post by jay on Dec 3, 2010 1:46:09 GMT -5
REWORK
Abram Timothy Burke
FULLNAME:Abram Burke
NICKNAME: Abe.
AGE: 18.
BIRTHDAY: August Eighteenth.
SPECIES: Human.
GENDER: Male.
FACECLAIM: Rory Torrens.
appearance
Abe grew to a height of about five feet and eleven inches, not a complete giant but towering over most who came past him. This above average height caused the poor kid to become hostile during his younger years; He had always been taller growing up, most called him names, others tripped him, causing him misery. Once others caught up in height during his adolescence, they accepted him and everything turned for the better. His hair was almost a neutral brown in color, but most would call it brown. It wasn't styled and just laid at rest on the top of his head. His skin was a pretty pale, he didn't care how he looked though. His face was defined, almost like a structured statue, but when it reached his cheeks it smoothed out, showing a prominent cheek bone and a distinct diamond like chin. His nose was small, and very pointy, he did not have a crow’s beak though, what a lucky break for him. Most prude people obtained this nose for being such jerks.
His body figure was slim, he usually only ate when he remembered that food was essential to survive. He found it the best way to stay to not gain much weight, after a while he just wasn’t very hungry. His muscles were almost non-existent, the only muscles you could see were in his calves from the amount of walking he did. He seemed no sense of working out when his sole mission in life was his Pokémon.
Abram's sense of fashion varied from day to day. He could be known as a metrosexual because he really did take good care of himself, it was the one constant in his life. He liked to look good and he would try his best when it came to his body and its cleanliness.
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personality
Abram is what people would usually call a’ bigot’ in the sense that he thinks whatever he’s doing is the correct way in doing things and everyone else’s opinion didn’t matter to him. Granted, these people were using the word incorrectly but he didn’t want to correct them. Their were dictionaries for a reason, stupid idiots. If you had to take all of what Abram was and believed in and tried to muster up the correct word that accurately depicted the trainer, you would spend many years trying to combine words such as ‘sex-god, overconfident, can back his shit up and dashing good looks into one giant word, so they’ve decided that calling him Abram was more then enough and gave up their feat many years ago.
With age, Abram matured into this sort of lucky teenager who just had all the luck and confidence that he would need for a lifetime. It was amazing how easily this young boy could tear apart someone’s self-confidence in a matter of seconds. He would show them of their insecurities, the few things they feared most in life and growing up and would display it for the entire world to see. In time people learned that if you were having a bad day, Abram was not the kid to try and pick on because he would make you feel like crap, it was better to enjoy his company and that’s how he kept his friends. Abram was usually the center-of-attention with the chaotic stories of his escapades with woman to the shenanigans and drunken stupors his buddies and him would get into. No matter what it was assured that whenever you hung out with Abram it was sure to be a good time. The golden boy of Trainers (a ongoing gag joke for the past three years) was a social magnet attracting all sorts of attention to him and his mates.
Despite having a huge ego, he could sometimes show small signs of being human when his friends really needed it. A sort of laughter is the best medicine sort of guy, trying to make sure that his circle of friends were content with life at all time, who needed tears and sadness when all of that could be easily avoided? Now many people ask Abram how he’s able to remain so calm with his ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude when it came to life but it wasn’t that at all. Life was one huge acid trip, sometimes it gave you this huge high and sometimes it sent you deep into a huge hole just because it was feeling like you needed a reality check. Abram never contemplated on the ‘what ifs’ in life because whatever he wanted he got. With his dead parents gone he had as much money as he needed. Every summer and winter his grandmother and him would go on trips and enjoy the world by living with the motto: Live Life to the Fullest. Although with his life being one huge high, he never did truly appreciate and thank all the people who helped him be who he was now. He still doesn’t because it’s been his life style for such a long time. When life was handed to you on a silver platter, why take time to appreciate the little things in life.
Attending a Pokémon trainer academy for almost all of his life he’s used to getting the easy way out because his parents have money and lots of it. Despite the fact that he was pretty much a huge douchebag, when it came to training he took a more sympathetic/militaristic route by showing his Pokémon compassion yet training them hard and showing them that they couldn’t have mercy when they fought. This brought Abram high in tournaments in the academy but he could never win because he missed a certain quality.
After all, this is Abram Burke we are talking about; he pretty much can get whoever and whatever he wants without any hesitation.
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history
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Abram is one of four burke kids, all of them rich and snooty he always enjoyed his way with life. His parents were wealthy and usually have Abe whatever he wanted. He enjoyed his teenage years up until he turned fourteen. His parents died and he turned into one huge depressed asshole. He was rude, depressed and angry. Slowly, but surely his attitude with life began to change. He always knew about Pokémon and was an average student at the academy but it was nothing more then just that. Abe’s first true love was music and ever since that he’s been known for always having a guitar on his back. A singing traveler it was one of the only aspects of his life that was normal.
When he turned seventeen his entire life was able to change around, with the growth of Team Rocket he told his grandmother he wanted to leave the academy early to try and grow as a better person. The ironic thing was that Abram knew he was a jerk and he wanted to change, he just had no idea how to become a respectable citizen of the region. With his guitar strapped onto his back he headed off into the world and his new life of the bare essentials would begin. No more an overabundance of anything (but clothes) he would learn how to be a singing survivalist and prove to the doubters that he would be able to survive and make connections with his Pokémon. He would prove them all wrong, becoming the best Pokémon master his very own way.
With that he set off with nothing but his abundance of clothes and headed for the laboratory trying to figure out what he wanted from the world now that he's experienced everything and gained nothing from it. A more humble beginning for the boy might bring out the hidden good that's been hiding behind layers of rich and snooty.