Post by Black Ranger Talis on Oct 7, 2010 17:49:31 GMT -5
Full Name: Eleanor Rose
Age: 18
Birthday: 28th December
Appearance: Tall at five foot ten, Eleanor is a slender yet rather curvaceous young woman, with even toned skin, neither pale nor tanned. Long, ebony black hair falls to her upper back with a slight curl at the bottom.
Almond shaped blue eyes almost seem to be like ice shards in her slender face, devoid of baby fat or blemishes of any kind. She radiates an aura of cold composure, and her clothing helps emphasize this aura.
This clothing is mainly made up of black and navy. She wears long, thick black dresses that are just long enough to cover her ankles, yet not quite long enough to trip and fall on. She also wears an array of black and navy scarves, along with a black leather jacket. Occasionally, she trades the dress for thick beige tracksuits.
Backstory: Eleanor was born in a cold part of Cheyenne, where snow often fell. Her father wasn't quite the well known Pokémon Professor he'd like to be, and as a result, he was constantly striving to be better. However, Eleanor greatly admired her father, and he often brought home various Pokémon for her to take care of. Her first was a Charmander who spent most of the day with Professor Rose then the night with Eleanor.
In a cruel twist of fate, while experimenting with evolutionary stimulants in his lab, the drugs became far too much for the Charmander to withstand, and he set the lab on fire, killing Professor Rose and a number of researchers/lab aides in the process.
The Charmander, who had survived the fire, went to a grieving Eleanor in desperate search of help, who reached out a hand to stroke the Charmander; comfort him and tell him it wasn't his fault.
But instead of a comforting stroke, her hands wrapped around the Charmander's neck, and a moment later he was dead in her arms. Shocked at what she had done yet remorseless, Eleanor let the dead Charmander who had been her companion for four years drop to the ground and returned home.
Her mother, a Co-ordinator, who had grown distant from her husband due to his research, dragged Eleanor around the region of Cheyenne, entering in contest after contest, getting regularly drunk and drugged up, while Eleanor basically snatched money from her mother's winnings and used it to survive, getting food and other essentials.
After her mother retired again, Eleanor decided it was her time to decide her path in life. Embittered by years of neglect and a general pessimistic outlook on life, she began to become infatuated with survival of the fittest and decided that only the strong Pokemon would stay with her, and she had no problem with eliminating the weak.
Personality: Cold and emotionally distant, anyone expecting warmth or compassion from Eleanor will be sorely disappointed. She despises the showing of human emotion, but Pokemon emotion she can cope with in the right doses.
She alternates between helping and standing by as an observer. She will almost never interfere when she sees wild Pokemon battling, unless she desires one of the Pokemon present. In that case, she will help it.
She also has no problems with killing Pokemon for being weak, or to feed her own Pokemon. Even though others would see it as cruel, she sees it as natural, and she sees the results as worth it; spreading the world's resources evenly among all. Pokemon who only serve themselves AND are weak disgust Eleanor, and she believes they don't deserve life.
She isn't downright cruel, but she can be an incredible actress. If she wants to feed her Pokemon, she has no problem with lulling a gullible Pokemon into a false sense of security, then pinning it down for her Pokemon to finish off. She can get her hands dirty if need be, and is perfectly able to set up Pokemon traps.
Age: 18
Birthday: 28th December
Appearance: Tall at five foot ten, Eleanor is a slender yet rather curvaceous young woman, with even toned skin, neither pale nor tanned. Long, ebony black hair falls to her upper back with a slight curl at the bottom.
Almond shaped blue eyes almost seem to be like ice shards in her slender face, devoid of baby fat or blemishes of any kind. She radiates an aura of cold composure, and her clothing helps emphasize this aura.
This clothing is mainly made up of black and navy. She wears long, thick black dresses that are just long enough to cover her ankles, yet not quite long enough to trip and fall on. She also wears an array of black and navy scarves, along with a black leather jacket. Occasionally, she trades the dress for thick beige tracksuits.
Backstory: Eleanor was born in a cold part of Cheyenne, where snow often fell. Her father wasn't quite the well known Pokémon Professor he'd like to be, and as a result, he was constantly striving to be better. However, Eleanor greatly admired her father, and he often brought home various Pokémon for her to take care of. Her first was a Charmander who spent most of the day with Professor Rose then the night with Eleanor.
In a cruel twist of fate, while experimenting with evolutionary stimulants in his lab, the drugs became far too much for the Charmander to withstand, and he set the lab on fire, killing Professor Rose and a number of researchers/lab aides in the process.
The Charmander, who had survived the fire, went to a grieving Eleanor in desperate search of help, who reached out a hand to stroke the Charmander; comfort him and tell him it wasn't his fault.
But instead of a comforting stroke, her hands wrapped around the Charmander's neck, and a moment later he was dead in her arms. Shocked at what she had done yet remorseless, Eleanor let the dead Charmander who had been her companion for four years drop to the ground and returned home.
Her mother, a Co-ordinator, who had grown distant from her husband due to his research, dragged Eleanor around the region of Cheyenne, entering in contest after contest, getting regularly drunk and drugged up, while Eleanor basically snatched money from her mother's winnings and used it to survive, getting food and other essentials.
After her mother retired again, Eleanor decided it was her time to decide her path in life. Embittered by years of neglect and a general pessimistic outlook on life, she began to become infatuated with survival of the fittest and decided that only the strong Pokemon would stay with her, and she had no problem with eliminating the weak.
Personality: Cold and emotionally distant, anyone expecting warmth or compassion from Eleanor will be sorely disappointed. She despises the showing of human emotion, but Pokemon emotion she can cope with in the right doses.
She alternates between helping and standing by as an observer. She will almost never interfere when she sees wild Pokemon battling, unless she desires one of the Pokemon present. In that case, she will help it.
She also has no problems with killing Pokemon for being weak, or to feed her own Pokemon. Even though others would see it as cruel, she sees it as natural, and she sees the results as worth it; spreading the world's resources evenly among all. Pokemon who only serve themselves AND are weak disgust Eleanor, and she believes they don't deserve life.
She isn't downright cruel, but she can be an incredible actress. If she wants to feed her Pokemon, she has no problem with lulling a gullible Pokemon into a false sense of security, then pinning it down for her Pokemon to finish off. She can get her hands dirty if need be, and is perfectly able to set up Pokemon traps.