Post by milamber on Jan 10, 2011 3:29:30 GMT -5
Full Name: Drake Tauren
Gender: Male
Age: 16, 5th of september
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Theme: Your Not Alone by saosin
CatchPhrase: "No ones destiny is set in stone." and " A Hero is only a human, but is always the last one standing."
Appearance:
Drake stands solemnly at 5”9, he has new confidence and a new love he knows, what should be his path. His garb resembles that of most trainers he wears a gray jacket, his wears a kindness and a goodness that is often lost amongst a world full of greed and hate, he knows what he must bare for the world and realises that he indeed is strong enough for the task.
Underneath the jacket a plain orange shirt sits, with a dragon’s fang necklace over the top representing his love of that certain type .On the lower part of his body, he wears plain grey pants. His sneakers being pure white contrasting with the darker colours of the rest, of his garb.His belt contains 8 poke balls with his team presiding within.
Looking into his eyes most find the colour intriguing, a dull orange to be exact remarkably similar to that of certain Pokémon or so Drake himself believes,either way they become a sight for most the gander that way. Representing the dragons in which he was manipulated with.
Though his eyes are intriguing they lack an intensity that should be there enforcing the power those eyes initially have over some. His hair pure reddish brown hair with blondish tips and his skins tanned; he seems like a normal youth lean and of the athletic build.
Personality:
The Drake that stands on the verge of greatness within Cheyenne, is one born from experiences that erupt from his past the experiments and natural gifts that were enhanced and created for the purposes of team death at his youth.
Drake is rather lost, he no longer understands his place only that his destiny guides him to become a master trainer and for now he accepts that as his destiny, but constantly searches for something else. He is never quick to anger and is quite calculative but also curious of things he does not understand. He can be kind and usually is until treated unkindly, and then he is never quick to forgive.
He has come to realise that the world needs a hero, the world needs evil to be stopped and dealt with and Team Death must be dispersed and stopped for the world is full of darkness and he needs to be a light for those who cannot find their way. He will be the shield, he will be the puppet he will be the sacrifice.Though he does not understand much, he does understand what team death did to him by manipulating his genetics creating something close to dragon Pokémon that is entirely not a Pokémon on only bearing a dragons eyes he is granted with keener sight and some understanding of dragon Pokémon but other than that nothing else. Drake is a confusing yet passionate individual who lost amongst a world, is only trying to find his path one gym at a time.
Background:
Who were Drakes parents? Did they possess his rare genes? Where did they go? Did they abandon hi? Was he lost? He was now.
Uncertain of most things now, Drake knows only one thing and remembers one thing his escape and the year of experiments that was its predecessor. He remembers the white coats and the prodding, operations, radiation and the machine the one which reeked of unnatural things. That was his past, the experiments all about his great potential.
From the earliest moments, Drake had been an experiment to push a human being to be able to read and communicate on the level of Pokémon or a certain mystical type of Pokémon, but also trying to gain abilities of the Pokémon themselves. Years of pain and confusion and imprisonment left not a hate filled child but a questioning one, Who was he?
Years he withstood, the pain and testing the torture he watched those Pokémon especially the one Dragonite which could not escape, though it longed to. Up until the age of 14 it all was a blur of images and all he could remember was the last year and how he was moved to a different room, where fate would happen resided near a fellow patient. HE was about the same age, but his hair was black and his eyes glowed purple a deep purple which would be eerie to most but no Drake. He was telekinetic or so they all thought, the pair would talk and share their lives and talk of freedom and he would speak of his dream to train Pokémon and leave the place.
As fate would indeed have it they were destined to leave, as Drake began to yearn for freedom and resent his captors, an opportunity arrived in place of a breach of security. The police, as the fighting ensued and explosions erupted from the defending scientists and security members his friend only known as patient 114 used his hidden abilities to steal the keys to their cells off a dead guard. Unlocking the doors for both himself and Drake, they both made a run for it dodging debris and police and members of the sinister team that tried to stop them both.
But the pair kept running, seeing only their freedom on the line, they kept running until they reached the light of the world only knowing one goal and that they needed to go separate ways.