Post by criona on Aug 10, 2010 16:29:29 GMT -5
POKEMON
--MAIN INFORMATION
Name: Amora
Gender: Female
Age: 1.5 years
Species: Vulpix
Distinctive Features: A small tear in her left ear and a scar across her left eye.
Trained or Wild: Wild
Who's side is he/she on?: Team Light
--DIGGING DEEPER
Personality: Amora can be summed up in a few words. She is needy, helpful, loyal, risky, and mischievous. She is needy in the fact that she craves attention. She always wants to be loved and acknowledged. She loves being in the spotlight and loves having control of her situation. She is helpful because she wants everyone to love her so, she helps all she can. She tries to help no matter the situation and feels bad when she can’t be helpful. Amora also has this thing about others being angry with her. If she makes a pokemon bad then she feels bad. She is loyal because once you are her friend she will not betray you. She loves and respects all of those she is loyal to. Amora is way too risky for her own good. She loves pushing the limit on things and gladly will. If given the choice between using a bridge or jumping over the ravine she will ask how fast she needs to jump to clear the ravine. Mischievousness is Amora’s downfall. She loves to explore and get her nose into things. At times she has been attacked for getting too close to pokemon and she has even been terribly sick from eating the wrong thing. But, she continues to explore and get into trouble.
Physical Description: Amora looks like your average Vulpix. She stands just below 2 feet and weighs around 20 pounds. Her coat is an orangey red and her paws are darker than the rest of her, making it look like she has socks on. Upon her head and between her ears sits some wavy hair. It is dark red like her paws. Her tail is 6 small tails in a neat little row and they are curled at the tip. It too is a dark red like her paws. Her stomach is a lighter orangey red than the rest of her body. Her ears sit erect but her left ear has a small tear in it in an “M” shape. Her eyes are a hazel colour and across her left eye is a light scar.
History: Amora had a normal childhood. She grew up with a loving mother and father and loved it. As she turned 6 months old she got curious about something and ventured off into the woods to follow it. She had found a Caterpie and she wanted to catch it. She followed him until the sunset and then she realized she was lost. She turned around to head home but all the forest looked the same. She whimpered and whined, crying out for her parents to come find her. After two days of waiting for them to come she was beginning to get very hungry. She gave up with trying to find her parents and began looking for food. She never did see her parents again. So, Amora learned to live on her own. She learned what to eat and what not to eat and she learned who to make friends with and who to run from. She always found out many things from being curious. Like how bad a Weedle sting is and how mad Pidgeys can get when you chase them around. Amora believes that the Caterpie she chased so long ago helped her because she knows more things now than she probably would have ever known if she had stayed at home. She uses all she has learned all the time, especially in battles.
Habits: She doesn't trust easily, she craves attention, she is risky, and she hates the thought of being crammed in a pokeball.
Family None
View on Humans: She believes that humans are nice and trusts them completely once she knows them. She promises that once she has a Trainer she will be loyal to them forever and ever, no matter what!
Favorite napping spot: Warm rocks
Likes: Helping pokemon, being nice, exploring, and being loved!
Dislikes: Being ignored, mean pokemon, and losing fights.
--It's All Muscle
Level: Seven
Moves: Ember, Tail Whip, and Roar
Abilitie(s): Flash Fire
RP Sample:
--MAIN INFORMATION
Name: Amora
Gender: Female
Age: 1.5 years
Species: Vulpix
Distinctive Features: A small tear in her left ear and a scar across her left eye.
Trained or Wild: Wild
Who's side is he/she on?: Team Light
--DIGGING DEEPER
Personality: Amora can be summed up in a few words. She is needy, helpful, loyal, risky, and mischievous. She is needy in the fact that she craves attention. She always wants to be loved and acknowledged. She loves being in the spotlight and loves having control of her situation. She is helpful because she wants everyone to love her so, she helps all she can. She tries to help no matter the situation and feels bad when she can’t be helpful. Amora also has this thing about others being angry with her. If she makes a pokemon bad then she feels bad. She is loyal because once you are her friend she will not betray you. She loves and respects all of those she is loyal to. Amora is way too risky for her own good. She loves pushing the limit on things and gladly will. If given the choice between using a bridge or jumping over the ravine she will ask how fast she needs to jump to clear the ravine. Mischievousness is Amora’s downfall. She loves to explore and get her nose into things. At times she has been attacked for getting too close to pokemon and she has even been terribly sick from eating the wrong thing. But, she continues to explore and get into trouble.
Physical Description: Amora looks like your average Vulpix. She stands just below 2 feet and weighs around 20 pounds. Her coat is an orangey red and her paws are darker than the rest of her, making it look like she has socks on. Upon her head and between her ears sits some wavy hair. It is dark red like her paws. Her tail is 6 small tails in a neat little row and they are curled at the tip. It too is a dark red like her paws. Her stomach is a lighter orangey red than the rest of her body. Her ears sit erect but her left ear has a small tear in it in an “M” shape. Her eyes are a hazel colour and across her left eye is a light scar.
History: Amora had a normal childhood. She grew up with a loving mother and father and loved it. As she turned 6 months old she got curious about something and ventured off into the woods to follow it. She had found a Caterpie and she wanted to catch it. She followed him until the sunset and then she realized she was lost. She turned around to head home but all the forest looked the same. She whimpered and whined, crying out for her parents to come find her. After two days of waiting for them to come she was beginning to get very hungry. She gave up with trying to find her parents and began looking for food. She never did see her parents again. So, Amora learned to live on her own. She learned what to eat and what not to eat and she learned who to make friends with and who to run from. She always found out many things from being curious. Like how bad a Weedle sting is and how mad Pidgeys can get when you chase them around. Amora believes that the Caterpie she chased so long ago helped her because she knows more things now than she probably would have ever known if she had stayed at home. She uses all she has learned all the time, especially in battles.
Habits: She doesn't trust easily, she craves attention, she is risky, and she hates the thought of being crammed in a pokeball.
Family None
View on Humans: She believes that humans are nice and trusts them completely once she knows them. She promises that once she has a Trainer she will be loyal to them forever and ever, no matter what!
Favorite napping spot: Warm rocks
Likes: Helping pokemon, being nice, exploring, and being loved!
Dislikes: Being ignored, mean pokemon, and losing fights.
--It's All Muscle
Level: Seven
Moves: Ember, Tail Whip, and Roar
Abilitie(s): Flash Fire
RP Sample:
Amora stepped lightly, each paw touching the ground almost soundlessly. In her sights was her next meal, a Pidgey. She really wanted to eat and she knew catching him would be a nice meal that would last. Her hazel eyes quickly scanned around as the grass brushed her fur softly. Her heart raced as she saw the Pidgey in the clearing. He was busy pecking away at the ground, oblivious to his surroundings. She crouched down very low and got ready to pounce. She pounced and squealed as the Pidgey attacked her. She quickly ran away, his beck pecking at her fur and body repeatedly. She kicked and squealed as she ran and hid in a tree. The Pidgey sat outside the hole in the tree and waited until sundown. She crept out at sundown and sighed as she licked her coat clean. Once again she was without a meal. Her stomach grumbled and she sighed as she began to look for some berries to munch on.
