Post by Pascal on Sept 3, 2007 17:50:54 GMT -5
I am hoping to use this character in Jenta. I didn’t really change anything on Pascal, except for adding in the Plot Willingness and RP Example. I’ll add more to the pre-existing sections if need be.
Name: Pascal Fasch
Nickname: He has unwillingly developed the nickname Fascal Pasch, so lovingly bestowed upon him by Doldrum.
Age: 15
Hair Color: Pascal has midnight black hair, which comes to his shoulders in the back. In the front, his bangs hang down to cover his right eye, and some of the left side of his face.
Eye Color: Pascal has piercing green emerald eyes, with only the slightest hint of a light blue. He has what one might call puppy dog eyes, being the large, innocent circles they are.
Other Description: Pascal stands at 5’7” and weighs in at about 115 lbs. He has a ghostly complexion, with milky white skin, and little muscle tone. The trainer wears darker clothes, his closet full of blacks, whites, and dark purples, greens, and blues. On most days, Pascal wears a short-sleeved black shirt, with any of various colored, long-sleeved shirts underneath. For a belt, he will normally wear a black one with studs, or multiple thin belts (of any color, really). Pascal generally wears either tight jeans (black or dark blue), with plaid shoes or simple sneakers. He is often seen with a beanie, as well.
When he does feel the need to wear bright colors (or pastels, more likely), Pascal will normally don loose-fitting clothing, what one might refer to as summer clothing (but really, he dresses to suit his mood). As for accessories, Pascal is always seen with a crucifix necklace or various rings, bands, or bangles.
Personality: Pascal is a somewhat complex individual, having multiple personalities. Most of the time, he is caring and sympathetic, putting the needs of others before his own. In this sense, Pascal is often only bottling up his own emotions to deal with those of others. When his pent-up feelings are released, he can be angsty, irritable, melancholic, and even sadistic. Pascal’s self-esteem is also as varying as his moods, fluctuating constantly, even due to the smallest things. For this reason, he hides within his own little shell, only opening up to his pokemon.
When in a battle, he is calm and calculating, judging the situation fully before making his move. However, Pascal still thinks of his pokemon during a fight, making sure not to push them too far.
History: Pascal was born to Rosa and Gareth Fasch, under the light of a full moon. Maybe this is why he was the odd ball out of three children (he has two normal, older sisters). Growing up in a fairly large house in Mossdeep City, Pascal always idolized the gym leaders Tate and Liza, fantasizing to be just like them. Because of his dreams of being a pokemon trainer, the boy frequently adventured in the Shoal Cave and swam in the surrounding waters, befriending the various pokemon he met. Soon, Pascal began to smuggle his new friends to his house, much to his parent’s dismay.
Rather than quelling his desire to be a pokemon trainer, his parents decided to send him to the Jenta Region, feeling that his journey would best start there. They thought it better to allow him to pursue his dreams, seeing his love of and relationship with the pokemon. Gareth and Rosa could only hope that their son would be happy, as they sent Pascal across the sea to a region unknown.
Favorite Pokemon: Myself: Really don’t have one. I like weird/creepy, but smart pokemon. Types: Ghost, Dark, Water, Ice, Psychic, Poison. Bugs can be cool, as well.
Pascal: He prefers Ghost, Psychic, Water, and Ice-Type pokemon. Pascal leans towards intelligent and eccentric pokemon, and hates big, bulky, or physically strong ones.
Plot Willingness: In the words of our Desipil friend Elroy, “Bot ‘ove coarse!”
RP Example:
((You might be seeing this character sometime soon…))
Margarete peeked out from behind the comfort of her book, the door she expected to push already open. Today was the day she was to receive her first pokemon, and begin her journey through Johto. The girl’s morning routine had been rushed enough, shaking hands and racing thoughts preventing her hair from being properly pinned up. Nervously crossing the threshold into the seemingly abandoned lab, Maragarete broke the silence.
“Professor?”, she called meekly, her own voice returning to her after bouncing around the empty room. Breathing a sigh of relief, Margarete took a seat against the wall, crossing her legs before starting in on her book once more. It was a riveting tale, a book that made gravity all the more exciting. Entirely engrossed in the crisp pages of her aged book, Margarete barely noticed the flickering of the hospital-esque lights in the hallway jutting from the side of the room opposite her. It was only when the row of shining tubes above her head dimmed that the girl looked up from her reading.
Is the Professor back….?
Closing the leather-bound book delicately, Margarete craned her neck to try and get a view of the hallway that had started the ordeal with the lights. Rising from her seat, trembling and whimpering as she did, the girl shuffled to the left in another attempt to glimpse the linoleum passage half a room away. The fluorescent lighting once again began to falter, causing the already tense environment to grow even creepier. Sauntering unsurely toward the offending hallway, Margarete caught sight of the grotesque shadow. By the looks of it, the creature was making its way towards her.
Tripping over the mess of the lab, Margarete grabbed for one of the three pokeballs, pressing the button to release its inhabitant. The sphere popped open, no light promising hope, revealing that its hollowness. Falling to the floor, the girl began to push herself away from the encroaching shadow, tears streaming and screams unheard. As the silhouette grew larger and larger, Margarete closed her eyes tightly and threw up her hands, not wishing to see her killer. Seconds later, it was upon her.
Pinching the girl playfully, the Skorupi, began to jump in place. Opening her eyes at the weak pinch, Margarete giggled girlishly, her heartbeat slowing back down to a normal rate. Petting the scorpion-like pokemon on the head, the girl picked up the previously abandoned pokeball, a beam of red light enveloping the creature. The sound of boots clacking in the hallway caused Margarete to rise to her feet unafraid. Monsters didn’t wear boots.
…or do they?!
POKEMON
Group One:
Drifloon
Name: Nechele
Gender: Female
Personality: She's very quiet at first. However, once she gets comfortable with someone she can be quite sarcastic. Mainly she does this to get a laugh at someone's expense, but also just because she believes that being friends with someone should mean that you have to be able to weather quite a bit of attitude. However, once past the sarcasm and shyness, she can be a really great person with a warm heart.
Level: 5
Attacks: Constrict, Minimize
Special Ability: Aftermath: if knocked out by a physical attack, opponent receives damage.
Group Two:
Pidgeotto
Name: Britannia
Gender: Female
Personality: Prissy, prude, and rather stuck up. She's a stickler for politeness and will make you regret it if you attempt to be rude in her presence. Naturally, she knows everything, as all good future mothers should. Her ambition in life is to be a Victorian Matriarch, or failing that, find a good husband and build a tidy nest for her eggs.
Level: 26
Attacks: Sand Attack, Quick Attack, Gust, Twister
Special Ability: Keen Eye - Accuracy cannot be lowered
Ponyta
Name: Charlie
Gender: Male
Personality: He's rather old fasioned with his outlook on life, which makes him seem a little quirky at times, and a little bigoted at others. For example, he doesn't approve of trainers who use water pokemon as well as fire pokemon -- but since he thinks people are far too rude these days, he disapproves of it politely.
Level: 27
Attacks: Stomp, Ember, Tail Whip, Quick Attack
Special Ability: Flash Fire - When hit by a fire attack this pokemon regains health
Group Three:
Beldum
Name: Doldrum
Gender: n/a
Personality: This psychic-type day dreams quite a lot, and has a very active imagination. However, unfortunately, he will do this while floating along, and the results usually end up with him crashing into the side of a building, or a cliff face, or doing something equally awkward and embarrassing.
Level: 45
Attacks: Take Down
Special Ability: Clear Body - Stats cannot be reduced
PACK
5000 pyen
4 pokeballs
The Infamous Berry Pouch
Pistachio Pokedex (because sometimes you feel like a nut).
TM 83 - Natural Gift
2 rare candies
Name: Pascal Fasch
Nickname: He has unwillingly developed the nickname Fascal Pasch, so lovingly bestowed upon him by Doldrum.
Age: 15
Hair Color: Pascal has midnight black hair, which comes to his shoulders in the back. In the front, his bangs hang down to cover his right eye, and some of the left side of his face.
Eye Color: Pascal has piercing green emerald eyes, with only the slightest hint of a light blue. He has what one might call puppy dog eyes, being the large, innocent circles they are.
Other Description: Pascal stands at 5’7” and weighs in at about 115 lbs. He has a ghostly complexion, with milky white skin, and little muscle tone. The trainer wears darker clothes, his closet full of blacks, whites, and dark purples, greens, and blues. On most days, Pascal wears a short-sleeved black shirt, with any of various colored, long-sleeved shirts underneath. For a belt, he will normally wear a black one with studs, or multiple thin belts (of any color, really). Pascal generally wears either tight jeans (black or dark blue), with plaid shoes or simple sneakers. He is often seen with a beanie, as well.
When he does feel the need to wear bright colors (or pastels, more likely), Pascal will normally don loose-fitting clothing, what one might refer to as summer clothing (but really, he dresses to suit his mood). As for accessories, Pascal is always seen with a crucifix necklace or various rings, bands, or bangles.
Personality: Pascal is a somewhat complex individual, having multiple personalities. Most of the time, he is caring and sympathetic, putting the needs of others before his own. In this sense, Pascal is often only bottling up his own emotions to deal with those of others. When his pent-up feelings are released, he can be angsty, irritable, melancholic, and even sadistic. Pascal’s self-esteem is also as varying as his moods, fluctuating constantly, even due to the smallest things. For this reason, he hides within his own little shell, only opening up to his pokemon.
When in a battle, he is calm and calculating, judging the situation fully before making his move. However, Pascal still thinks of his pokemon during a fight, making sure not to push them too far.
History: Pascal was born to Rosa and Gareth Fasch, under the light of a full moon. Maybe this is why he was the odd ball out of three children (he has two normal, older sisters). Growing up in a fairly large house in Mossdeep City, Pascal always idolized the gym leaders Tate and Liza, fantasizing to be just like them. Because of his dreams of being a pokemon trainer, the boy frequently adventured in the Shoal Cave and swam in the surrounding waters, befriending the various pokemon he met. Soon, Pascal began to smuggle his new friends to his house, much to his parent’s dismay.
Rather than quelling his desire to be a pokemon trainer, his parents decided to send him to the Jenta Region, feeling that his journey would best start there. They thought it better to allow him to pursue his dreams, seeing his love of and relationship with the pokemon. Gareth and Rosa could only hope that their son would be happy, as they sent Pascal across the sea to a region unknown.
Favorite Pokemon: Myself: Really don’t have one. I like weird/creepy, but smart pokemon. Types: Ghost, Dark, Water, Ice, Psychic, Poison. Bugs can be cool, as well.
Pascal: He prefers Ghost, Psychic, Water, and Ice-Type pokemon. Pascal leans towards intelligent and eccentric pokemon, and hates big, bulky, or physically strong ones.
Plot Willingness: In the words of our Desipil friend Elroy, “Bot ‘ove coarse!”
RP Example:
((You might be seeing this character sometime soon…))
Margarete peeked out from behind the comfort of her book, the door she expected to push already open. Today was the day she was to receive her first pokemon, and begin her journey through Johto. The girl’s morning routine had been rushed enough, shaking hands and racing thoughts preventing her hair from being properly pinned up. Nervously crossing the threshold into the seemingly abandoned lab, Maragarete broke the silence.
“Professor?”, she called meekly, her own voice returning to her after bouncing around the empty room. Breathing a sigh of relief, Margarete took a seat against the wall, crossing her legs before starting in on her book once more. It was a riveting tale, a book that made gravity all the more exciting. Entirely engrossed in the crisp pages of her aged book, Margarete barely noticed the flickering of the hospital-esque lights in the hallway jutting from the side of the room opposite her. It was only when the row of shining tubes above her head dimmed that the girl looked up from her reading.
Is the Professor back….?
Closing the leather-bound book delicately, Margarete craned her neck to try and get a view of the hallway that had started the ordeal with the lights. Rising from her seat, trembling and whimpering as she did, the girl shuffled to the left in another attempt to glimpse the linoleum passage half a room away. The fluorescent lighting once again began to falter, causing the already tense environment to grow even creepier. Sauntering unsurely toward the offending hallway, Margarete caught sight of the grotesque shadow. By the looks of it, the creature was making its way towards her.
Tripping over the mess of the lab, Margarete grabbed for one of the three pokeballs, pressing the button to release its inhabitant. The sphere popped open, no light promising hope, revealing that its hollowness. Falling to the floor, the girl began to push herself away from the encroaching shadow, tears streaming and screams unheard. As the silhouette grew larger and larger, Margarete closed her eyes tightly and threw up her hands, not wishing to see her killer. Seconds later, it was upon her.
Pinching the girl playfully, the Skorupi, began to jump in place. Opening her eyes at the weak pinch, Margarete giggled girlishly, her heartbeat slowing back down to a normal rate. Petting the scorpion-like pokemon on the head, the girl picked up the previously abandoned pokeball, a beam of red light enveloping the creature. The sound of boots clacking in the hallway caused Margarete to rise to her feet unafraid. Monsters didn’t wear boots.
…or do they?!
POKEMON
Group One:
Drifloon
Name: Nechele
Gender: Female
Personality: She's very quiet at first. However, once she gets comfortable with someone she can be quite sarcastic. Mainly she does this to get a laugh at someone's expense, but also just because she believes that being friends with someone should mean that you have to be able to weather quite a bit of attitude. However, once past the sarcasm and shyness, she can be a really great person with a warm heart.
Level: 5
Attacks: Constrict, Minimize
Special Ability: Aftermath: if knocked out by a physical attack, opponent receives damage.
Group Two:
Pidgeotto
Name: Britannia
Gender: Female
Personality: Prissy, prude, and rather stuck up. She's a stickler for politeness and will make you regret it if you attempt to be rude in her presence. Naturally, she knows everything, as all good future mothers should. Her ambition in life is to be a Victorian Matriarch, or failing that, find a good husband and build a tidy nest for her eggs.
Level: 26
Attacks: Sand Attack, Quick Attack, Gust, Twister
Special Ability: Keen Eye - Accuracy cannot be lowered
Ponyta
Name: Charlie
Gender: Male
Personality: He's rather old fasioned with his outlook on life, which makes him seem a little quirky at times, and a little bigoted at others. For example, he doesn't approve of trainers who use water pokemon as well as fire pokemon -- but since he thinks people are far too rude these days, he disapproves of it politely.
Level: 27
Attacks: Stomp, Ember, Tail Whip, Quick Attack
Special Ability: Flash Fire - When hit by a fire attack this pokemon regains health
Group Three:
Beldum
Name: Doldrum
Gender: n/a
Personality: This psychic-type day dreams quite a lot, and has a very active imagination. However, unfortunately, he will do this while floating along, and the results usually end up with him crashing into the side of a building, or a cliff face, or doing something equally awkward and embarrassing.
Level: 45
Attacks: Take Down
Special Ability: Clear Body - Stats cannot be reduced
PACK
5000 pyen
4 pokeballs
The Infamous Berry Pouch
Pistachio Pokedex (because sometimes you feel like a nut).
TM 83 - Natural Gift
2 rare candies
Nice to see we'll have ONE active plot member after Mori-chan leaves. T_T