Post by tsukiko on Apr 15, 2012 11:07:34 GMT -5
Full Name: Caithosin “Cai” Paelor Vandri
Gender: Male
Age: 18, January 18th
Appearance: On occasion Caithosin has been described as “pretty”, but most people don't tend to live very healthy lives after that compliment. Cai has thick, dark hair which is worn shaggy enough to brush his neck, and more importantly cover his eyes. Said eyes are a vibrant violet color, a phenomenon undefinable by the genetic doctors. His hair and eyes are contrasted by unearthly pale skin, a tone rivaling the lack of color found in albino people. This male sports rather feminine facial features, complete with long eyelashes, though the angelic look is ruined by a near constant frown and glare combo. A tiny birthmark with no particular design or pattern is located just under his left ear. He has small hands, made all the more petite by long, thin fingers. His short stature of 5’3 is accentuated by apparent but undefined muscle, most of which occupy his pecks and biceps. Although it would be hard to tell by looking at him, Caithosin actually has a very athletically fit body, more than capable of jogging for many miles with little rest.
Caithosin is known as a man to prefer comfort to style, and will never put himself in a position that requires something more than his usual black denim jeans and soft cotton shirts. Typically he can be seen wearing warm colored tops, though his favorite is an ember orange tank worn with a black button down, left open. A simple pair of black sneakers protects his feet from nature, and simple though they may be Cai wouldn't give them up for anything. This young man has never quite seen the point in accessorizing and keeps things to a simple pair of dog tags, a not too expensive watch, and a worn and torn backpack.
Although not very decorative in clothing, Cai considers his body a totally different manner. Even as young as he is, he has accumulated an assortment of tattoos and piercings. He has lobe piercings, and two cartilage piercings, all of the best quality surgical steel available. His tattoos include a trail of Houndoom paw prints on his stomach and chest, and barbed wire around both wrists.
A part of his appearance known by few people is the Pokémon traits he carries. Yes, he is a Pokemorph, a Houndoom to be exact. His canines are a little longer than average, though not usually noticeable. He also has a tail which is kept hidden from few, and though he doesn’t know it his eye color is also a result. He takes a lot of care in preventing people from knowing his true ancestry. The only ones who did are his late mother and missing sister, neither of which were morphs themselves.
Background: Caithosin was born to a single mother in Snowpoint alongside a twin sister. He never met his father and considering the way his mother talked about him he wasn't sure he ever wanted to. His life was pretty easy when he was young. Despite having two young children, his mother was a very successful business owner. He and his sister Laelali had free run of the city during the day and no one really cared about them. After all they stayed out of trouble, for the most part. Cai thought life was easy, that all he had to do was ask for something and it would be given to him. All he had to do in return was watch after his sister.
Everything changed on a cold December night when the twins were thirteen. They came home a little later than usual. Caelin, their mother, wouldn't mind, they thought, after all it was just a few minutes and they had a good excuse. They had been busy pelting each other with snowballs just outside the city. Well, they were very wrong. Or, more or less they wished they were. Caelin had taken full advantage of the children being away and now lay in a pool of her own blood. The children screamed, and the few neighbors they had came running. They found Laelali hysterical and Cai very withdrawn.
The police proved useless, they were saying the same thing as the med units. Caelin had committed suicide. The news sent poor Laelali into a panic and she had to be sedated and hospitalized for a week. Caithosin had never felt so alone in such a full city. His mother had no siblings, and her parents had passed long before the twins came around. There was no way to reach his father if he didn't even know who he was. Cai saw no option but to take as many jobs as a 24 hour day would allow to be able to support his sister. Eventually she joined him in the workforce, but she was never stable enough to keep a job for long.
Three years passed before Laelali got over their mother, but then Cai was truly alone. He came home one day to a note on the table. “I'm sick of being here; I have to get out of this house. I'm going on a Pokémon journey, so don't wait up for me,” it said. Furious, Caithosin broke most of the things his sister had left behind before he was able to think rationally again. After that he was just sad and empty, not sure if he should continue to live or follow the same path his mother did. It was a song heard on the radio that saved his life.
For the next year Caithosin dedicated himself to becoming a man he could respect. He didn't have a second of free time; he was always working, or studying. It didn't matter what as long as he didn't have the time necessary to think. Finally, Cai turned 17 and freed his soul from the haunting embrace of his mother. He took the first step on his trip to healing, a trip that included traveling the continent with Pokémon he raised himself. The trip may not have lasted very long, but the bonds he made with his Pokémon were unbreakable. After a while though the same landscape was boring him and he returned to his Snowpoint home.
For weeks he kept his eye on the local paper, watching for advertised trips to the many other regions. Eventually he saw a little ad for the Cheyenne Region. Interested in the history of the nearby mountain range Cai made up his mind to travel there. As he was packing each of his many Pokémon confronted him about being included in the journey. He longed to take each of them, but was also leaving for a fresh start. He decided that he would leave them at home under the care of a nearby neighbor. With all the loose ends tied up Cai set out for the new region, intent on not looking back for a long time.
Personality: Caithosin is a hardened individual who cares less than nothing for what the people around him think or say about him. Mr. Business man thinks he's too under dressed? He can shove it and take his tight trousers with him. Ms. House wife thinks he needs a haircut? He knows he can name a patch of fuzz that needs one more than he does. Plain and simple, it is Cai's strong opinion that if someone doesn't like the way he is then they can very merrily choose not to be like him, as he is choosing not to be like them. The only time he becomes sensitive is when the subject of his eye color is brought to the table. He doesn't understand why his eyes had to be the color they are and would gladly change them if he could. Odd enough, this happens to be what the people care the least about.
Although not open about himself, Cai is rather open minded in most else. He has an appreciation for abstract ideas and loves to puzzle over them as he drifts into sleep. Though not very interested in art, he finds a deep satisfaction in music and tends to adventure in his taste of the different genres. The emotions of others, however, is not a very comfortable area for him to hang out in and he has a low ability to empathize with others. When people become too emotional around him Cai finds himself shutting down and trying to get away.
Although confident in himself and his abilities Caithosin is not one for underestimating his opponent or for bragging. He has learned the hard way that when one is cocky he gets knocked on his ass. As such, he has developed the habit of studying other trainers before engaging in a battle with them. It's not that he is afraid to lose; he just wants to ensure that he doesn't disappoint himself.
Shy is a simple way to describe the man, but he prefers anti-social. Cai is not comfortable when with a few others, though he knows how to handle crowds well. When approached, Cai can become very withdrawn and often mumbles responses. He finds it hard to make and keep friends, but he has a triggered self-defense against loneliness that says as long as he can have a Pokémon at his side he doesn't need human interaction. Try as he may to reason with himself, Cai finds himself longing for a human relationship he could be comfortable in.
Cai is a very disciplined person in that if he says he is going to do something he will make certain it's done. He is deeply motivated to do all things that need doing in a timely manner, and is very good at avoiding the things he ought not to be doing. He doesn't not exactly thrive in self-discipline though. He has a hard time keeping control of his emotions and is prone to fits of anger and anxiety, followed by flashes of regret and sorrow. He is a relatively cleanly person, but he has no organizational skills to speak of.
Caithosin enjoys being able to walk as long and as far as he wants without ever being told he needs to come home. He also enjoys a little fun by way of drawing and cooking. He has a certain detestation for cool colors, and hot places. He longs to become a great Pokémon trainer and be respected for the decisions he makes instead of everyone trying to change him.
Info: Favors fire and dark type Pokemon, and tries to avoid water types. He’s especially fond of Houndour and its evolution, but that’s to be expected.
Gender: Male
Age: 18, January 18th
Appearance: On occasion Caithosin has been described as “pretty”, but most people don't tend to live very healthy lives after that compliment. Cai has thick, dark hair which is worn shaggy enough to brush his neck, and more importantly cover his eyes. Said eyes are a vibrant violet color, a phenomenon undefinable by the genetic doctors. His hair and eyes are contrasted by unearthly pale skin, a tone rivaling the lack of color found in albino people. This male sports rather feminine facial features, complete with long eyelashes, though the angelic look is ruined by a near constant frown and glare combo. A tiny birthmark with no particular design or pattern is located just under his left ear. He has small hands, made all the more petite by long, thin fingers. His short stature of 5’3 is accentuated by apparent but undefined muscle, most of which occupy his pecks and biceps. Although it would be hard to tell by looking at him, Caithosin actually has a very athletically fit body, more than capable of jogging for many miles with little rest.
Caithosin is known as a man to prefer comfort to style, and will never put himself in a position that requires something more than his usual black denim jeans and soft cotton shirts. Typically he can be seen wearing warm colored tops, though his favorite is an ember orange tank worn with a black button down, left open. A simple pair of black sneakers protects his feet from nature, and simple though they may be Cai wouldn't give them up for anything. This young man has never quite seen the point in accessorizing and keeps things to a simple pair of dog tags, a not too expensive watch, and a worn and torn backpack.
Although not very decorative in clothing, Cai considers his body a totally different manner. Even as young as he is, he has accumulated an assortment of tattoos and piercings. He has lobe piercings, and two cartilage piercings, all of the best quality surgical steel available. His tattoos include a trail of Houndoom paw prints on his stomach and chest, and barbed wire around both wrists.
A part of his appearance known by few people is the Pokémon traits he carries. Yes, he is a Pokemorph, a Houndoom to be exact. His canines are a little longer than average, though not usually noticeable. He also has a tail which is kept hidden from few, and though he doesn’t know it his eye color is also a result. He takes a lot of care in preventing people from knowing his true ancestry. The only ones who did are his late mother and missing sister, neither of which were morphs themselves.
Background: Caithosin was born to a single mother in Snowpoint alongside a twin sister. He never met his father and considering the way his mother talked about him he wasn't sure he ever wanted to. His life was pretty easy when he was young. Despite having two young children, his mother was a very successful business owner. He and his sister Laelali had free run of the city during the day and no one really cared about them. After all they stayed out of trouble, for the most part. Cai thought life was easy, that all he had to do was ask for something and it would be given to him. All he had to do in return was watch after his sister.
Everything changed on a cold December night when the twins were thirteen. They came home a little later than usual. Caelin, their mother, wouldn't mind, they thought, after all it was just a few minutes and they had a good excuse. They had been busy pelting each other with snowballs just outside the city. Well, they were very wrong. Or, more or less they wished they were. Caelin had taken full advantage of the children being away and now lay in a pool of her own blood. The children screamed, and the few neighbors they had came running. They found Laelali hysterical and Cai very withdrawn.
The police proved useless, they were saying the same thing as the med units. Caelin had committed suicide. The news sent poor Laelali into a panic and she had to be sedated and hospitalized for a week. Caithosin had never felt so alone in such a full city. His mother had no siblings, and her parents had passed long before the twins came around. There was no way to reach his father if he didn't even know who he was. Cai saw no option but to take as many jobs as a 24 hour day would allow to be able to support his sister. Eventually she joined him in the workforce, but she was never stable enough to keep a job for long.
Three years passed before Laelali got over their mother, but then Cai was truly alone. He came home one day to a note on the table. “I'm sick of being here; I have to get out of this house. I'm going on a Pokémon journey, so don't wait up for me,” it said. Furious, Caithosin broke most of the things his sister had left behind before he was able to think rationally again. After that he was just sad and empty, not sure if he should continue to live or follow the same path his mother did. It was a song heard on the radio that saved his life.
For the next year Caithosin dedicated himself to becoming a man he could respect. He didn't have a second of free time; he was always working, or studying. It didn't matter what as long as he didn't have the time necessary to think. Finally, Cai turned 17 and freed his soul from the haunting embrace of his mother. He took the first step on his trip to healing, a trip that included traveling the continent with Pokémon he raised himself. The trip may not have lasted very long, but the bonds he made with his Pokémon were unbreakable. After a while though the same landscape was boring him and he returned to his Snowpoint home.
For weeks he kept his eye on the local paper, watching for advertised trips to the many other regions. Eventually he saw a little ad for the Cheyenne Region. Interested in the history of the nearby mountain range Cai made up his mind to travel there. As he was packing each of his many Pokémon confronted him about being included in the journey. He longed to take each of them, but was also leaving for a fresh start. He decided that he would leave them at home under the care of a nearby neighbor. With all the loose ends tied up Cai set out for the new region, intent on not looking back for a long time.
Personality: Caithosin is a hardened individual who cares less than nothing for what the people around him think or say about him. Mr. Business man thinks he's too under dressed? He can shove it and take his tight trousers with him. Ms. House wife thinks he needs a haircut? He knows he can name a patch of fuzz that needs one more than he does. Plain and simple, it is Cai's strong opinion that if someone doesn't like the way he is then they can very merrily choose not to be like him, as he is choosing not to be like them. The only time he becomes sensitive is when the subject of his eye color is brought to the table. He doesn't understand why his eyes had to be the color they are and would gladly change them if he could. Odd enough, this happens to be what the people care the least about.
Although not open about himself, Cai is rather open minded in most else. He has an appreciation for abstract ideas and loves to puzzle over them as he drifts into sleep. Though not very interested in art, he finds a deep satisfaction in music and tends to adventure in his taste of the different genres. The emotions of others, however, is not a very comfortable area for him to hang out in and he has a low ability to empathize with others. When people become too emotional around him Cai finds himself shutting down and trying to get away.
Although confident in himself and his abilities Caithosin is not one for underestimating his opponent or for bragging. He has learned the hard way that when one is cocky he gets knocked on his ass. As such, he has developed the habit of studying other trainers before engaging in a battle with them. It's not that he is afraid to lose; he just wants to ensure that he doesn't disappoint himself.
Shy is a simple way to describe the man, but he prefers anti-social. Cai is not comfortable when with a few others, though he knows how to handle crowds well. When approached, Cai can become very withdrawn and often mumbles responses. He finds it hard to make and keep friends, but he has a triggered self-defense against loneliness that says as long as he can have a Pokémon at his side he doesn't need human interaction. Try as he may to reason with himself, Cai finds himself longing for a human relationship he could be comfortable in.
Cai is a very disciplined person in that if he says he is going to do something he will make certain it's done. He is deeply motivated to do all things that need doing in a timely manner, and is very good at avoiding the things he ought not to be doing. He doesn't not exactly thrive in self-discipline though. He has a hard time keeping control of his emotions and is prone to fits of anger and anxiety, followed by flashes of regret and sorrow. He is a relatively cleanly person, but he has no organizational skills to speak of.
Caithosin enjoys being able to walk as long and as far as he wants without ever being told he needs to come home. He also enjoys a little fun by way of drawing and cooking. He has a certain detestation for cool colors, and hot places. He longs to become a great Pokémon trainer and be respected for the decisions he makes instead of everyone trying to change him.
Info: Favors fire and dark type Pokemon, and tries to avoid water types. He’s especially fond of Houndour and its evolution, but that’s to be expected.