Post by Blake on Jul 22, 2006 20:22:45 GMT -5
Username: blake
Name:Blake Yamasura
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Appearance: He wore a dark black vest only reaching half of his body, but they extended throught out his arms, he wore it over a red shirt, as he stood up to look out the window, his black baggy pants touched the floor, he wore a dark purple belt around it, he stared out in the window, his red-eyes gazing upon the village, his nose was slightly sharp, his mouth was thin and his face was small.
Personality: Play out
History :Blake is just another one of those boys who wanted to be a pokemon trainer, but his mom and dad dissapproved when he turned 10, and this continued on until he became 13, after which his parents could no longer deny him as he was growing. He was quite excited at becoming a pokemon trainer but there was a difference of his liking towards pokemon now then he was a kid. He seemed to have developed a rather bad impression on becoming pokemon trainer, he had taken a liking at becoming one of those men who trained pokemon in the name of evil.
Roleplay Sample:
Blake lay on his bed quietly sleeping, he just wasn't a morning person perhaps if he had slept earlier than 12 midnight he would be awake by now, but that just wasn't his style. He loved the dark to have been able to live with it his whole life, well perhaps not his whole life, but he was determined to be a skilled dark-trainer.
It was clearly 1pm when he woke up, he yawned and streched as he got out of bed, and went down for a little breakfast or lunch rather, but when he reached the kitchen there was a sticky note on the fridge
Party Pokemon:
Name: Grad
Gender: Male
Level: 7
Attacks: Scratch, Growl, Ember
Name: Cad
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Attacks: Wrap, Leer, Poison Sting
Item:
4 Pokeballs
1 Pokedex
Name:Blake Yamasura
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Appearance: He wore a dark black vest only reaching half of his body, but they extended throught out his arms, he wore it over a red shirt, as he stood up to look out the window, his black baggy pants touched the floor, he wore a dark purple belt around it, he stared out in the window, his red-eyes gazing upon the village, his nose was slightly sharp, his mouth was thin and his face was small.
Personality: Play out
History :Blake is just another one of those boys who wanted to be a pokemon trainer, but his mom and dad dissapproved when he turned 10, and this continued on until he became 13, after which his parents could no longer deny him as he was growing. He was quite excited at becoming a pokemon trainer but there was a difference of his liking towards pokemon now then he was a kid. He seemed to have developed a rather bad impression on becoming pokemon trainer, he had taken a liking at becoming one of those men who trained pokemon in the name of evil.
Roleplay Sample:
Blake lay on his bed quietly sleeping, he just wasn't a morning person perhaps if he had slept earlier than 12 midnight he would be awake by now, but that just wasn't his style. He loved the dark to have been able to live with it his whole life, well perhaps not his whole life, but he was determined to be a skilled dark-trainer.
It was clearly 1pm when he woke up, he yawned and streched as he got out of bed, and went down for a little breakfast or lunch rather, but when he reached the kitchen there was a sticky note on the fridge
'We just went out for lunch and I didn't have the hear to wake you up from sleep. I left a bit of money for you to order some take out later
Love, Mom'
, Blake rolled his eyes as he read the letter, maybe he should skip lunch for today he wasn't hungry at all, he was just excited to get a poekmon today, but it didn't show, all you could see was a straight calm face and that's just the way he is. Love, Mom'
Party Pokemon:
Name: Grad
Gender: Male
Level: 7
Attacks: Scratch, Growl, Ember
Name: Cad
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Attacks: Wrap, Leer, Poison Sting
Item:
4 Pokeballs
1 Pokedex
