Post by kristenvaleria on Apr 14, 2007 19:51:17 GMT -5
[Written in first person]
Name: Kristen Valeria
Age: 17
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color:Green
Other Description: I'm a girl of slender build, about 5'7. I have shoulder-lengthed hair of sleek black, and sparkling emerald eyes. I mostly wears her hair half up, half down, and I'm continuously worried about my eyeliner. I mainly wears a mix of purple and black. I am slightly pale, and I've always been that way.
I have a mole on the side of my lip, but it's small and really unoticeable unless you were staring directly at me. Theres not much else to say, as I've pretty muched summed everything up. I have a birth mark on my upper back, though its hidden through my clothes. My nose is small and curved, and doesn't get in my way a lot. My bangs reach about my eyebrows, not any shorter or longer.
(Personality: ) I am very quiet-natured girl, but I have a rebellious side that turns out in my battling. I'm easily under-estimated but I guarentee you I can prove everybody wrong. When I first meet people I don't know too well, I'm usually submissive. Y'know, like, not talk to unless spoken too etc. If I find a person I don't like, I usually don't tell them unless they have pissed me off to no end. Of couse I act like I don't like them, but I guess I have problems saying what I really want to say, it's one of my flaws. If I find a person I genuinely like, I'll of course act more friendly to them, and try to get to know them. I'm not that hard to get along with, but I do have one major point I want to prove; that I'm not someone to be messed with. People think because I'm quiet and most of the time overly nice that I'm not worthy of their respect, and I get trashed talked a lot of the time. I want to prove that I am somebody who deserves to be respected.
(History: ) As a young girl, I've led a sheltered life. My parents were commoners of a local town. Being an only child, my parents didn't want me adventuring out on her own, or getting into a troubled future. I used to spend my days in the Library, reading up on the Pokemon, to see which ones would be a good match for me, how they reacted to trainers,and what they were generally like. My father however, did not like this and did not want me to become a
trainer. Years have gone by, my father now dead. My mother, being the submissive type to my father, had recently decided to let me venture out on my own and let me get my first Pokémon. She used to be overuled by him, thus why I never started out earlier. Now that I've has grown up, I have decided she wants to be one of the best Pokémon trainers out there.
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