Test Code - Profile and Other Stuff
Feb 19, 2019 4:01:30 GMT -8
Post by CrystalFox on Feb 19, 2019 4:01:30 GMT -8
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Allison Kovac • Musician • Total EXP Gained: 80 • Total AP Gained: 110 • Dians: 4,881 • Location: Tiensee Town, South Godai
Nathan Scott • Explorer • Total EXP Gained: 0 • Total AP Gained: 0 • Dians: 1,000 • Location: Amadour Port, East Godai
Nathan Scott • Explorer • Total EXP Gained: 0 • Total AP Gained: 0 • Dians: 1,000 • Location: Amadour Port, East Godai
[div align="center"][a href="https://godairegion.proboards.com/thread/1013/"]Allison Kovac[/a] • Musician • Total EXP Gained: 80 • Total AP Gained: 110 • Dians: 4,881 • Location: Tiensee Town, South Godai
[a href="http://godairegion.proboards.com/post/3055"]Nathan Scott[/a] • Explorer • Total EXP Gained: 0 • Total AP Gained: 0 • Dians: 1,000 • Location: Amadour Port, East Godai[/div]{Allie Profile}
Trainer Profile
♢ Character Name ♢ Allison Kovac | ♢ Nickname ♢ Allie | ♢ Gender ♢ Female | ♢ Age ♢ 20 |
♢ Hometown ♢ Tiensee Town, South Godai | ♢ Trainer Class ♢ Wandering Musician | ♢ Height ♢ 5'4" | ♢ Weight ♢ 115lbs |
{Appearance}
Hair Color & Style: She has naturally dark black hair. It falls just below her mid back and is often tied into a messy ponytail with side swept bangs. It’s naturally straight, although it’s thick and fluffy and often has a lot of volume.
Eyes: She has large rounded eyes, the iris is coloured hazel with darker browns mixed in. She has thin, well-kept eyebrows the same black as her hair and dark eyelashes.
Clothing/Accessories: Allison has an eclectic taste in clothing. Her mother often tries to get her to dress in more high-end girly clothes; short summer dresses, long skirts often paired with loose flowing shirts, or more professional looking blouses. Elegant and feminine and while Allison humours her mother on occasion, she prefers a more mixed and matched approach.
Her trousers range from simple denim jeans to tailored slacks and encompass everything in between. They come in all manner of colours to suit her mood, and she loves to pair them with t-shirts or blouses of a similar hue. She has a smaller collection of shorts, most of them denim but a few are plaid. Her t-shirts are bright and colourful, often adorned with a Pokemon print. She has the odd band shirt, or token optimistic phrase, but the majority are Pokemon themed. For days where she wants to be a bit more muted, she has shirts and blouses in more pastel colours that go along with her nicer clothes.
She has all manner of accessories and jackets to go along with her outfits. From wide brimmed sun hats to worn baseball caps, suede blazers to fluffy jackets, bracelets to bangles, necklaces to chokers. Anything she could want for that day she has at her fingertips.
Within the past few months, Allison has been slowly collecting more punk and rock inspired items of clothing, gravitating more towards the colourful pieces. She believes she’s being rebellious, but she still mixes and matches with her other clothes and wearing ripped jeans and leather bracelets with her two sizes too large bubble-gum pink Jigglypuff jumper doesn’t make her as unapproachable as she thinks it does.
General Appearance: Allison’s body shape is rather thin and slender, but not unhealthily so, and she has slight muscle definition in her arms and stomach. With a short and thin stature, she has a small chest and narrow shoulders. She has a pale complexion and a barely-there tan, which gives her more of a brownish glow than pink.
She has a small button nose and full lips. She often wears light makeup, pale eye-shadow and pastel lipstick or a light shimmery lip gloss. She has a set of two scars on her right hand, two puncture marks from a bite. The scars are faded and old, barely noticeable unless they’re pointed out. Allison also has a tattoo on her back, starting from the nape of her neck and running along her spine until just below the shoulder blades. A watercolour design of cherry blossoms and bell-flowers, a swirling mix of pinks, light blues and pastel purples.
Hair Color & Style: She has naturally dark black hair. It falls just below her mid back and is often tied into a messy ponytail with side swept bangs. It’s naturally straight, although it’s thick and fluffy and often has a lot of volume.
Eyes: She has large rounded eyes, the iris is coloured hazel with darker browns mixed in. She has thin, well-kept eyebrows the same black as her hair and dark eyelashes.
Clothing/Accessories: Allison has an eclectic taste in clothing. Her mother often tries to get her to dress in more high-end girly clothes; short summer dresses, long skirts often paired with loose flowing shirts, or more professional looking blouses. Elegant and feminine and while Allison humours her mother on occasion, she prefers a more mixed and matched approach.
Her trousers range from simple denim jeans to tailored slacks and encompass everything in between. They come in all manner of colours to suit her mood, and she loves to pair them with t-shirts or blouses of a similar hue. She has a smaller collection of shorts, most of them denim but a few are plaid. Her t-shirts are bright and colourful, often adorned with a Pokemon print. She has the odd band shirt, or token optimistic phrase, but the majority are Pokemon themed. For days where she wants to be a bit more muted, she has shirts and blouses in more pastel colours that go along with her nicer clothes.
She has all manner of accessories and jackets to go along with her outfits. From wide brimmed sun hats to worn baseball caps, suede blazers to fluffy jackets, bracelets to bangles, necklaces to chokers. Anything she could want for that day she has at her fingertips.
Within the past few months, Allison has been slowly collecting more punk and rock inspired items of clothing, gravitating more towards the colourful pieces. She believes she’s being rebellious, but she still mixes and matches with her other clothes and wearing ripped jeans and leather bracelets with her two sizes too large bubble-gum pink Jigglypuff jumper doesn’t make her as unapproachable as she thinks it does.
General Appearance: Allison’s body shape is rather thin and slender, but not unhealthily so, and she has slight muscle definition in her arms and stomach. With a short and thin stature, she has a small chest and narrow shoulders. She has a pale complexion and a barely-there tan, which gives her more of a brownish glow than pink.
She has a small button nose and full lips. She often wears light makeup, pale eye-shadow and pastel lipstick or a light shimmery lip gloss. She has a set of two scars on her right hand, two puncture marks from a bite. The scars are faded and old, barely noticeable unless they’re pointed out. Allison also has a tattoo on her back, starting from the nape of her neck and running along her spine until just below the shoulder blades. A watercolour design of cherry blossoms and bell-flowers, a swirling mix of pinks, light blues and pastel purples.
{Personality & History}
Personality: Allison is fairly reserved as a person. She has a few friends, people she grew up with that caught her attention and managed to hold it, but she rarely socialises outside of her small group of friends and her family. She tends to flock towards other people that are as reserved as she is, people that she finds hard to read, or just individuals that aren't as emotional or prone to mood swings. It's easier for her to connect to people when their emotions don't get in the way. Her solitude is entirely by choice, preferring to spend time alone or with her Pokemon. Not because she hates other people, far from it, Allison isolates herself because she feels the emotions of others.
Allison is an empath, although unknowingly. Since a young age she has been able to empathise and connect with both people and Pokemon. She could understand how others felt, put herself in their shoes and experience what they might be feeling. Little did she know that she was actually feeling those emotions. She could connect to people on a new level and literally felt what they did. It was mostly surface level emotions, whatever the strongest emotion that person was feeling at the time, Allison also felt it. It wasn't just an understanding, it was an experience. The emotion would mould Allison's own feelings and influence them in ways she didn't understand. As she grew older the emotions grew with her and it suddenly became all too much. It was overwhelming and terrifying, suddenly having her own feelings change just because someone else felt sad or angry. She couldn't tell what was her and what was other people, so she shut herself in and refused to interact with anyone but her family and close friends.
She stuck with her close friends because they were either harder for her to read, or she was so used to it she'd subconsciously learnt how to tune them out and separate their emotions from hers. She still felt it when they got overly emotional, but that was few and far between and Allison still cared about her friends so she wanted to do her best to help when they were feeling upset. But it wasn't the same for every person, some people were easier to ignore, while others were harder. So she tried her best to stick with people that she had an easier time being around.
Allison was all smiles and sunshine when she was with her parents. She refused to let them know that anything was wrong, scared of what they might think of her. She loved her parents, and she knew they loved her too. She didn't want to jeopardise that. She knew that if she ever sensed any kind of negative emotion from her parents aimed at her, it would break her.
While sometimes it could be useful to know how people felt in a broad sense, Allison hated whatever weird thing it was that she could do. She didn't like intruding on people, it felt weird and invasive to suddenly know when people felt loss or hatred, but that wasn't what she hated the most about her empathy. What Allison hated the most was the disconnect between herself and others. She struggled to control it and often absorbed or mimicked the emotions that she felt around her. She struggled endlessly to figure out what was her and what was other people. She would go out and enjoy a movie with friends, but did she really have fun? Did she actually like the movie, or was the incessant gushing and hyping from her friends influencing that? Did she even care for a franchise she barely paid attention to? Or was the anticipation she felt an amalgamation of those around her? It was confusing and draining and Allison only ever knew herself when she was alone. It felt selfish and mean, but she was starting to get tired of dealing with everyone else's emotions when she could barely get her head around her own.
Her self-isolation has left her rather independent of other people, and while she does enjoy the company of others in small doses, she’s come to love being on her own and doesn’t often need as much social interaction as others, preferring solitude or the company of her Pokemon. Despite this her empathy often trips her up, and if she’s ever approached by someone in need, she will more often than not go out of her way to help them, especially if they can’t help themselves.
Allison is entranced by music, both listening to it and making it. She feels most like herself when she’s out in the back garden, headphones in with her guitar in her lap. She never writes songs, she could never quite express things with words, but she loves to come up with melodies and tunes. She also has a love for nature and the outdoors, and often feels a need to just be outside. Her mother loves gardening and has spent most of her free time creating a wonderful, colourful garden which Allison loves to spend time in. Sitting amongst the flowers, creating music, is one her favourite pastimes.
Allison is also a bit of an airhead. She’ll get lost in her own mind, daydreaming about everything and anything. She likes to think up wonderful adventures and haunting melodies, things that could take her away from her normal and boring life. She has a near constant sense of wanderlust, a strange urge to travel and see the world, experience new things and grow as a person. She's had the feeling for as long as she could remember, but she never does anything about it, far too scared to leave her safe little bubble.
Allison isn’t necessarily timid, but she hates confrontation. All those negative emotions fray her nerves and often times it’s difficult for her to separate her feelings from others. She’s often got carried away with angry outbursts, getting swept up in the moment as the emotions build and arguing when she didn’t really need to. Allison has almost developed a fear, a complex, where she tries her best not to get close or emotional with people. A self-inflicted cycle of isolation and desire to experience, that she finds difficult to break out of.
Allison's moral compass is often turbulent, skewed at best and aimless at worst. When she is on her own, on a good day when she feels most like herself, she can be a golden child, helpful and kind to strangers and offering a helping hand whenever she meets or spots a person in need. Making others feel better often gives her a boost to her mood, for a short while, until she starts questioning it. If she's caught in a bad mood, or she's too tried and drained of dealing with other people, she will often ignore situations around her. Even if she's capable of providing assistance, if she doesn't want to deal with the emotional side she will walk away.
If she's among a crowd or group of people, and she is feeling conflicted or overwhelmed, Allison will often do the opposite of whatever she feels is the general consensus. Scared that she might be getting influenced, she rebels and does the opposite, regardless of the potential outcome. This has often lead her into some troublesome situations. She hasn't yet been lead to do anything illegal, and while she likes to think she couldn't hurt a person, she isn't above resorting to desperate measures just to prove something to herself. This is also often the reason for her rather strange sense of fashion.
When isolated from other's emotions, or when she's hanging around with people that are hard for her to read, people might consider Allison to be rather stagnant. Still and slow, Allison likes to take in as much as possible for herself. When she enters a situation that makes her feel something that she knows for certain is hers, she likes to bask in it for as long as possible. If she finds an item, piece of clothing, a song or book or movie that she genuinely feels something for, she feels a need to grab a hold of it and not let it go. Anything that she can associate with herself and her own feelings, she clings to.
History: Allison’s parents own and manage a large spa, three whole floors dedicated to the rest and relaxation of both trainers and their Pokemon. One of the few spas in Tiensee that cater to both people and Pokemon it’s garnered quite a reputation. Growing up, she spent a large amount of time at the spa, interacting with the customers and their Pokemon. She gained quite a love for it. She knew her parents were doing good work, their customers always left happy. She could see it, she could feel it. She adored her parents and what they did. She wanted to be just like them when she was older.
Both of Allison’s parents love her to pieces, and she them. She grew up in a loving and caring home, taught to respect her elders and to care for the things her parents do. From a young age Allison just wanted to explore. She explored her entire house, the business, the town and then longed for whatever else was out there in Godai. Her parents encouraged this, wanted her to do her own things, become a trainer if she wanted or just go out and explore.
When she started showing interest in music, they encouraged that too. They allowed Allison to have many different lessons for several different instruments ranging from a violin to a piano, until she finally settled on playing the guitar. Allison was supported in everything she did, or wanted to do, and in return she did her best to make her parents happier.
When Allison first started school, she found it easy enough to make friends. It was a mostly happy experience, and as she grew older, she realised how much easier it was for her to understand how others felt. She could tell when someone was upset and helped cheer them up with a warm smile and an offer to play tag. She told her parents of course, and they were so proud of their smart little girl. They thought she was just better at reading people than others her age. They didn’t question it; it wasn’t exactly strange for a child to be empathetic.
When she went into secondary school, Allison became more aware of the negative side of people. She started dealing with anger and sadness on a more extreme level. She would encounter these emotions and while she tried to combat them at first, especially if it was with a friend, she soon started reacting with the same emotions that she could feel. It had turned into a subconscious response, if she felt the emotion, she would start to emulate it herself almost as an attempt to better understand why the person would be feeling that way.
As a result, situations could often get more hectic and escalate, and it soon led to a rather explosive outburst from Allison where she accidentally hurt one of her school friends. Her empathy started to take its toll. She felt emotions that didn't seem like her own, and it wasn't something she could explain. Scared and confused, she began to isolate herself. She wanted to avoid another situation where she harmed someone else. Despite her parents' worry, she explained the situation away as an accident, too scared about what they would think of her if she told them about the weird feelings that weren't hers.
During this isolation, Allison devoted herself to her music. She was mostly self-taught, but her passion grew the more time she spent practising. Songwriting definitely wasn't her thing, but she began to compose her own pieces of music. She found it was a great way to put her feelings out there. Translating her thoughts into music, she created entrancing compositions. As she made more and more music, Allison started to record herself and post it online. She didn't get much of a following, but she did it more for herself than anything. She liked being able to listen to her own music and she took in the criticism and feedback to better herself. She continued to make new music and put up recordings on a semi-regular basis.
One day, when she was fourteen, Allison came across an almost feral Zubat while helping out at her family's spa. A few customers complained about a rogue Pokemon causing havoc in the outside hot spring. Hoping to resolve the issue herself, she soon found the troublesome Zubat. Either lost or abandoned, the poor thing had been terrified and with a broken wing it couldn't get back over the high fence of the hot spring. Feeling the Pokemon's fear, Allison tried her best to calm it so that she could try and remove it from the spa. While trying to approach and feed the Pokemon treats, it bit Allison's hand. It hadn't been an incredibly deep bite, but it had bled and even scarred once it started to heal. Despite the pain, Allison knew it had only been reacting instinctively and hadn't meant to hurt her. She could relate.
It took months, almost an entire year, of feeding the Zubat treats and begging her parents not to bring in a professional to take the Pokemon away, before she made some leeway with it. She was able to approach the Pokemon and even pet it without getting some kind of growl in return. A few months after that and she was even able to convince it to treat her parents with minimal animosity.
While at school, Allison devoted herself to her Music and Pokemon Training classes, hoping to turn both or either into an actual career. She adored the idea of travelling and earning gym badges, even more so after befriending the Zubat at the spa. When she finally graduated her parents gifted her a Seadra, a Pokemon bred by one of the family friends. She immediately applied for a trainer license and as soon as her test results came in and her license was printed she went looking for a battle. She revelled in the excitement and challenge that Pokemon battling provided. It was a positive and engaging outlet for both her and her Pokemon. It was a more personable expression of emotion than just playing her music, she could engage with and relate to other trainers on a friendlier and more positive note.
Allison often travelled to Mt. Quemar and trained her Pokemon. It didn't take long for her to evolve her Seadra and she even managed to catch herself a Larvesta. It took another year or so, but she even befriended the Zubat at the spa enough to convince it to live at her house, rather than living in amongst the rocks around the outdoor hot springs. She had herself a great band of Pokemon, even if her Zubat refused to get into a Pokeball.
Despite her want to travel, and the occasional trips she takes to Mt. Quemar, Allison's courage to actually leave Tiensee and go on a full fledged adventure dissipates every time she tries. She's scared what might happen if she loses her controllable environment.
Personality: Allison is fairly reserved as a person. She has a few friends, people she grew up with that caught her attention and managed to hold it, but she rarely socialises outside of her small group of friends and her family. She tends to flock towards other people that are as reserved as she is, people that she finds hard to read, or just individuals that aren't as emotional or prone to mood swings. It's easier for her to connect to people when their emotions don't get in the way. Her solitude is entirely by choice, preferring to spend time alone or with her Pokemon. Not because she hates other people, far from it, Allison isolates herself because she feels the emotions of others.
Allison is an empath, although unknowingly. Since a young age she has been able to empathise and connect with both people and Pokemon. She could understand how others felt, put herself in their shoes and experience what they might be feeling. Little did she know that she was actually feeling those emotions. She could connect to people on a new level and literally felt what they did. It was mostly surface level emotions, whatever the strongest emotion that person was feeling at the time, Allison also felt it. It wasn't just an understanding, it was an experience. The emotion would mould Allison's own feelings and influence them in ways she didn't understand. As she grew older the emotions grew with her and it suddenly became all too much. It was overwhelming and terrifying, suddenly having her own feelings change just because someone else felt sad or angry. She couldn't tell what was her and what was other people, so she shut herself in and refused to interact with anyone but her family and close friends.
She stuck with her close friends because they were either harder for her to read, or she was so used to it she'd subconsciously learnt how to tune them out and separate their emotions from hers. She still felt it when they got overly emotional, but that was few and far between and Allison still cared about her friends so she wanted to do her best to help when they were feeling upset. But it wasn't the same for every person, some people were easier to ignore, while others were harder. So she tried her best to stick with people that she had an easier time being around.
Allison was all smiles and sunshine when she was with her parents. She refused to let them know that anything was wrong, scared of what they might think of her. She loved her parents, and she knew they loved her too. She didn't want to jeopardise that. She knew that if she ever sensed any kind of negative emotion from her parents aimed at her, it would break her.
While sometimes it could be useful to know how people felt in a broad sense, Allison hated whatever weird thing it was that she could do. She didn't like intruding on people, it felt weird and invasive to suddenly know when people felt loss or hatred, but that wasn't what she hated the most about her empathy. What Allison hated the most was the disconnect between herself and others. She struggled to control it and often absorbed or mimicked the emotions that she felt around her. She struggled endlessly to figure out what was her and what was other people. She would go out and enjoy a movie with friends, but did she really have fun? Did she actually like the movie, or was the incessant gushing and hyping from her friends influencing that? Did she even care for a franchise she barely paid attention to? Or was the anticipation she felt an amalgamation of those around her? It was confusing and draining and Allison only ever knew herself when she was alone. It felt selfish and mean, but she was starting to get tired of dealing with everyone else's emotions when she could barely get her head around her own.
Her self-isolation has left her rather independent of other people, and while she does enjoy the company of others in small doses, she’s come to love being on her own and doesn’t often need as much social interaction as others, preferring solitude or the company of her Pokemon. Despite this her empathy often trips her up, and if she’s ever approached by someone in need, she will more often than not go out of her way to help them, especially if they can’t help themselves.
Allison is entranced by music, both listening to it and making it. She feels most like herself when she’s out in the back garden, headphones in with her guitar in her lap. She never writes songs, she could never quite express things with words, but she loves to come up with melodies and tunes. She also has a love for nature and the outdoors, and often feels a need to just be outside. Her mother loves gardening and has spent most of her free time creating a wonderful, colourful garden which Allison loves to spend time in. Sitting amongst the flowers, creating music, is one her favourite pastimes.
Allison is also a bit of an airhead. She’ll get lost in her own mind, daydreaming about everything and anything. She likes to think up wonderful adventures and haunting melodies, things that could take her away from her normal and boring life. She has a near constant sense of wanderlust, a strange urge to travel and see the world, experience new things and grow as a person. She's had the feeling for as long as she could remember, but she never does anything about it, far too scared to leave her safe little bubble.
Allison isn’t necessarily timid, but she hates confrontation. All those negative emotions fray her nerves and often times it’s difficult for her to separate her feelings from others. She’s often got carried away with angry outbursts, getting swept up in the moment as the emotions build and arguing when she didn’t really need to. Allison has almost developed a fear, a complex, where she tries her best not to get close or emotional with people. A self-inflicted cycle of isolation and desire to experience, that she finds difficult to break out of.
Allison's moral compass is often turbulent, skewed at best and aimless at worst. When she is on her own, on a good day when she feels most like herself, she can be a golden child, helpful and kind to strangers and offering a helping hand whenever she meets or spots a person in need. Making others feel better often gives her a boost to her mood, for a short while, until she starts questioning it. If she's caught in a bad mood, or she's too tried and drained of dealing with other people, she will often ignore situations around her. Even if she's capable of providing assistance, if she doesn't want to deal with the emotional side she will walk away.
If she's among a crowd or group of people, and she is feeling conflicted or overwhelmed, Allison will often do the opposite of whatever she feels is the general consensus. Scared that she might be getting influenced, she rebels and does the opposite, regardless of the potential outcome. This has often lead her into some troublesome situations. She hasn't yet been lead to do anything illegal, and while she likes to think she couldn't hurt a person, she isn't above resorting to desperate measures just to prove something to herself. This is also often the reason for her rather strange sense of fashion.
When isolated from other's emotions, or when she's hanging around with people that are hard for her to read, people might consider Allison to be rather stagnant. Still and slow, Allison likes to take in as much as possible for herself. When she enters a situation that makes her feel something that she knows for certain is hers, she likes to bask in it for as long as possible. If she finds an item, piece of clothing, a song or book or movie that she genuinely feels something for, she feels a need to grab a hold of it and not let it go. Anything that she can associate with herself and her own feelings, she clings to.
History: Allison’s parents own and manage a large spa, three whole floors dedicated to the rest and relaxation of both trainers and their Pokemon. One of the few spas in Tiensee that cater to both people and Pokemon it’s garnered quite a reputation. Growing up, she spent a large amount of time at the spa, interacting with the customers and their Pokemon. She gained quite a love for it. She knew her parents were doing good work, their customers always left happy. She could see it, she could feel it. She adored her parents and what they did. She wanted to be just like them when she was older.
Both of Allison’s parents love her to pieces, and she them. She grew up in a loving and caring home, taught to respect her elders and to care for the things her parents do. From a young age Allison just wanted to explore. She explored her entire house, the business, the town and then longed for whatever else was out there in Godai. Her parents encouraged this, wanted her to do her own things, become a trainer if she wanted or just go out and explore.
When she started showing interest in music, they encouraged that too. They allowed Allison to have many different lessons for several different instruments ranging from a violin to a piano, until she finally settled on playing the guitar. Allison was supported in everything she did, or wanted to do, and in return she did her best to make her parents happier.
When Allison first started school, she found it easy enough to make friends. It was a mostly happy experience, and as she grew older, she realised how much easier it was for her to understand how others felt. She could tell when someone was upset and helped cheer them up with a warm smile and an offer to play tag. She told her parents of course, and they were so proud of their smart little girl. They thought she was just better at reading people than others her age. They didn’t question it; it wasn’t exactly strange for a child to be empathetic.
When she went into secondary school, Allison became more aware of the negative side of people. She started dealing with anger and sadness on a more extreme level. She would encounter these emotions and while she tried to combat them at first, especially if it was with a friend, she soon started reacting with the same emotions that she could feel. It had turned into a subconscious response, if she felt the emotion, she would start to emulate it herself almost as an attempt to better understand why the person would be feeling that way.
As a result, situations could often get more hectic and escalate, and it soon led to a rather explosive outburst from Allison where she accidentally hurt one of her school friends. Her empathy started to take its toll. She felt emotions that didn't seem like her own, and it wasn't something she could explain. Scared and confused, she began to isolate herself. She wanted to avoid another situation where she harmed someone else. Despite her parents' worry, she explained the situation away as an accident, too scared about what they would think of her if she told them about the weird feelings that weren't hers.
During this isolation, Allison devoted herself to her music. She was mostly self-taught, but her passion grew the more time she spent practising. Songwriting definitely wasn't her thing, but she began to compose her own pieces of music. She found it was a great way to put her feelings out there. Translating her thoughts into music, she created entrancing compositions. As she made more and more music, Allison started to record herself and post it online. She didn't get much of a following, but she did it more for herself than anything. She liked being able to listen to her own music and she took in the criticism and feedback to better herself. She continued to make new music and put up recordings on a semi-regular basis.
One day, when she was fourteen, Allison came across an almost feral Zubat while helping out at her family's spa. A few customers complained about a rogue Pokemon causing havoc in the outside hot spring. Hoping to resolve the issue herself, she soon found the troublesome Zubat. Either lost or abandoned, the poor thing had been terrified and with a broken wing it couldn't get back over the high fence of the hot spring. Feeling the Pokemon's fear, Allison tried her best to calm it so that she could try and remove it from the spa. While trying to approach and feed the Pokemon treats, it bit Allison's hand. It hadn't been an incredibly deep bite, but it had bled and even scarred once it started to heal. Despite the pain, Allison knew it had only been reacting instinctively and hadn't meant to hurt her. She could relate.
It took months, almost an entire year, of feeding the Zubat treats and begging her parents not to bring in a professional to take the Pokemon away, before she made some leeway with it. She was able to approach the Pokemon and even pet it without getting some kind of growl in return. A few months after that and she was even able to convince it to treat her parents with minimal animosity.
While at school, Allison devoted herself to her Music and Pokemon Training classes, hoping to turn both or either into an actual career. She adored the idea of travelling and earning gym badges, even more so after befriending the Zubat at the spa. When she finally graduated her parents gifted her a Seadra, a Pokemon bred by one of the family friends. She immediately applied for a trainer license and as soon as her test results came in and her license was printed she went looking for a battle. She revelled in the excitement and challenge that Pokemon battling provided. It was a positive and engaging outlet for both her and her Pokemon. It was a more personable expression of emotion than just playing her music, she could engage with and relate to other trainers on a friendlier and more positive note.
Allison often travelled to Mt. Quemar and trained her Pokemon. It didn't take long for her to evolve her Seadra and she even managed to catch herself a Larvesta. It took another year or so, but she even befriended the Zubat at the spa enough to convince it to live at her house, rather than living in amongst the rocks around the outdoor hot springs. She had herself a great band of Pokemon, even if her Zubat refused to get into a Pokeball.
Despite her want to travel, and the occasional trips she takes to Mt. Quemar, Allison's courage to actually leave Tiensee and go on a full fledged adventure dissipates every time she tries. She's scared what might happen if she loses her controllable environment.
Inventory
Dians: 
3,581
3,581Pokéballs/Medicine | Misc Items | TM's | Key Items |
 9x Pokéball 2x Great Ball 1x Potion 1x Ice Heal 1x Awakening 1x Revive |  1x Cheap EXP Cookie 1x Tasty EXP Cookie 1x Gourmet EXP Cookie 1x Razor Claw 1x Miracle Seed |  1x TM010 Hidden Power 1x TM094 Bullet Seed 1x TM120 Mimic 1x TM138 Dragon Breath |  PokéDex Journal Holocaster Town Map Item Finder App PokeWave App |
Trainer Advancement
Advancement Points: 110
Tier 0 | Tier 1 | Tier 2 |
| Seeing the Sights: 10/15 AP To Be The Best: 12/15 AP Nursing: 12/15 AP TLC: 15/25 AP Technology Buff: 18/25 AP Oooh Shiny: 9/30 AP | Making Friends: 4/15 AP | Dedication: 0/15 AP |
Pokemon
Total EXP Gained: 80 [52 + 28]
 Zubat Caught at Level 5 Nickname: Tastiera Gender: Female Type: Poison/Flying Ability: Inner Focus Height: 2'7" Weight: 16.5 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (55/64) EXP Gained: 48 Level: 16 Division: D9 Total Stats: 160
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Absorb 1. Supersonic 4. Wing Attack 7. Astonish 9. Bite 12. Swift Unique Moves: - - - - Item:  Cowboy Hat |  Kingdra Caught at Level 15 Evolved at Level 16 Nickname: Ponticello Gender: Female Type: Water/Dragon Ability: Swift Swim Height: 4'11" Weight: 335.1 lbs Health: Intermediate EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (55/64) EXP Gained: 8 [4 + 4] Level: 16 Division: D4 Total Stats: 240
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Bubble 5. Smokescreen 9. Leer 9. Water Gun 16. Yawn Unique Moves: - Aurora Beam (Egg Move) - Dragon Breath (TM) - - Item:  Green Scarf |
{Tastiera}Abandoned and abused, Tastiera sees most people as her enemy. She hates anyone getting too close and finds it hard to trust humans and even other Pokemon. Independant, she refuses to let anyone tell her what to do or how to do it. If she wants to do something her way, she will, no exceptions. Recently, she's begun to open up a little more to her new trainer. She hates to admit it, but she's a little bit affectionate of this particular human. | {Ponticello}Friendly and approachable, Ponticello spent her entire life surrounded by humans. She loves to interact with them and adores her trainer the most. She's a little more wary around other Pokemon, not having the best socialisation with Pokemon while growing up. Despite that, she's more than happy to make new friends and greets every new member of the team with kindness. She's a tad easy to push around, and is often picked on by the others. | ||
 Larvesta Caught at Level 13 Nickname: Martele Gender: Male Type: Bug/Fire Ability: Flame Body Height: 3'7" Weight: 63.5 lbs Health: Low EXP Rate: Slow EXP Gauge: (60/70) EXP Gained: 24 [0 + 24] Level: 16 Division: D7 Total Stats: 192
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Ember 1. String Shot 10. Absorb Unique Moves: - Zen Headbutt (Egg) - - - Item: |  Aron Recieved at Level 17 Nickname: Legno Gender: Male Type: Steel/Rock Ability: Sturdy Height: 1'4" Weight: 132.3 lbs Health: Low EXP Rate: Slow EXP Gauge: (77/82) EXP Gained: 0 Level: 17 Division: D8 Total Stats: 187
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Tackle 1. Harden 4. Mud-Slap 7. Headbutt 10. Metal Claw 13. Rock Tomb 16. Protect Unique Moves: - - - - Item: |
{Martele}Stubborn and arrogant. Martele thinks he knows everything, thinks that he's the best at everything and if you say otherwise he'll fight you just to prove himself. Anyone that thinks they're better than him gets taken down a peg or two and if he ever loses a fight he sulks for over a week. He hates being told off, and while he is begrudgingly accepting the fact that his trainer probably knows what she's doing, he certainly won't listen to anyone else. | {Legno}TBD | ||
{PC Box: Stored Pokemon}
 ?? Caught at Level ## Nickname: - Gender: - Type: - Ability: - Height: - Weight: - Health: - EXP Rate: - EXP Gauge: (#/#) EXP Gained: # Level: # Division: D# Total Stats: #
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: #. - Unique Moves: - - - - Item: |
Journal
{Adventure Log}
Topic/Event | EXP Gained | Dians | AP | Misc |
80 [52 + 28] EXP | + 3,881 Dians | Total: 110 AP Seeing the Sights: 10 AP Making Friends: 19 AP To Be The Best: 12 AP Nursing: 12 AP TLC: 15 AP Technology Buff: 18 AP Oooh Shiny: 9 AP Dedication: 15 AP | +/- 1 Seadra + 1 Kingdra +/- 1 Dragon Scale + 1 Green Scarf + 1 Larvesta + 15 Cheap EXP Cookies - 2 Cheap EXP Cookies (For Seadra/Kingdra) - 12 Cheap EXP Cookies (For Larvesta) + 4 Pokéballs + 2 Great Balls + 1 Tasty EXP Cookie + 1 Gourmet EXP Cookie + 1 Cowboy Hat + 1 Miracle Seed + 1 Razor Claw + 1 Ice Heal + 1 Awakening + 1 Revive + 1 Potion + Item Finder App + PokeWave App + TM010 Hidden Power + TM094 Bullet Seed + TM120 Mimic + TM138 Dragon Breath | |
-- | - 1,300 Dians | -- | + 1 Aron |
{NPC’s}
Name/Link | Details | Last Known Pokemon |
| -- | Gender: - Age: - Relationship: - Location: - | -- |
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Trainer Profile[/font][/font][/i][/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Character Name ♢[/b]
Allison Kovac[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Nickname ♢[/b]
Allie[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Gender ♢[/b]
Female[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Age ♢[/b]
20[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Hometown ♢[/b]
Tiensee Town, South Godai[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Trainer Class ♢[/b]
Wandering Musician[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Height ♢[/b]
5'4"[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Weight ♢[/b]
115lbs[/div][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[spoiler]{Appearance}
[b]Hair Color & Style:[/b] She has naturally dark black hair. It falls just below her mid back and is often tied into a messy ponytail with side swept bangs. It’s naturally straight, although it’s thick and fluffy and often has a lot of volume.
[b]Eyes:[/b] She has large rounded eyes, the iris is coloured hazel with darker browns mixed in. She has thin, well-kept eyebrows the same black as her hair and dark eyelashes.
[b]Clothing/Accessories:[/b] Allison has an eclectic taste in clothing. Her mother often tries to get her to dress in more high-end girly clothes; short summer dresses, long skirts often paired with loose flowing shirts, or more professional looking blouses. Elegant and feminine and while Allison humours her mother on occasion, she prefers a more mixed and matched approach.
Her trousers range from simple denim jeans to tailored slacks and encompass everything in between. They come in all manner of colours to suit her mood, and she loves to pair them with t-shirts or blouses of a similar hue. She has a smaller collection of shorts, most of them denim but a few are plaid. Her t-shirts are bright and colourful, often adorned with a Pokemon print. She has the odd band shirt, or token optimistic phrase, but the majority are Pokemon themed. For days where she wants to be a bit more muted, she has shirts and blouses in more pastel colours that go along with her nicer clothes.
She has all manner of accessories and jackets to go along with her outfits. From wide brimmed sun hats to worn baseball caps, suede blazers to fluffy jackets, bracelets to bangles, necklaces to chokers. Anything she could want for that day she has at her fingertips.
Within the past few months, Allison has been slowly collecting more punk and rock inspired items of clothing, gravitating more towards the colourful pieces. She believes she’s being rebellious, but she still mixes and matches with her other clothes and wearing ripped jeans and leather bracelets with her two sizes too large bubble-gum pink Jigglypuff jumper doesn’t make her as unapproachable as she thinks it does.
[b]General Appearance:[/b] Allison’s body shape is rather thin and slender, but not unhealthily so, and she has slight muscle definition in her arms and stomach. With a short and thin stature, she has a small chest and narrow shoulders. She has a pale complexion and a barely-there tan, which gives her more of a brownish glow than pink.
She has a small button nose and full lips. She often wears light makeup, pale eye-shadow and pastel lipstick or a light shimmery lip gloss. She has a set of two scars on her right hand, two puncture marks from a bite. The scars are faded and old, barely noticeable unless they’re pointed out. Allison also has a tattoo on her back, starting from the nape of her neck and running along her spine until just below the shoulder blades. A watercolour design of cherry blossoms and bell-flowers, a swirling mix of pinks, light blues and pastel purples.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]{Personality & History}
[b]Personality:[/b] Allison is fairly reserved as a person. She has a few friends, people she grew up with that caught her attention and managed to hold it, but she rarely socialises outside of her small group of friends and her family. She tends to flock towards other people that are as reserved as she is, people that she finds hard to read, or just individuals that aren't as emotional or prone to mood swings. It's easier for her to connect to people when their emotions don't get in the way. Her solitude is entirely by choice, preferring to spend time alone or with her Pokemon. Not because she hates other people, far from it, Allison isolates herself because she feels the emotions of others.
Allison is an empath, although unknowingly. Since a young age she has been able to empathise and connect with both people and Pokemon. She could understand how others felt, put herself in their shoes and experience what they might be feeling. Little did she know that she was actually feeling those emotions. She could connect to people on a new level and literally felt what they did. It was mostly surface level emotions, whatever the strongest emotion that person was feeling at the time, Allison also felt it. It wasn't just an understanding, it was an experience. The emotion would mould Allison's own feelings and influence them in ways she didn't understand. As she grew older the emotions grew with her and it suddenly became all too much. It was overwhelming and terrifying, suddenly having her own feelings change just because someone else felt sad or angry. She couldn't tell what was her and what was other people, so she shut herself in and refused to interact with anyone but her family and close friends.
She stuck with her close friends because they were either harder for her to read, or she was so used to it she'd subconsciously learnt how to tune them out and separate their emotions from hers. She still felt it when they got overly emotional, but that was few and far between and Allison still cared about her friends so she wanted to do her best to help when they were feeling upset. But it wasn't the same for every person, some people were easier to ignore, while others were harder. So she tried her best to stick with people that she had an easier time being around.
Allison was all smiles and sunshine when she was with her parents. She refused to let them know that anything was wrong, scared of what they might think of her. She loved her parents, and she knew they loved her too. She didn't want to jeopardise that. She knew that if she ever sensed any kind of negative emotion from her parents aimed at her, it would break her.
While sometimes it could be useful to know how people felt in a broad sense, Allison hated whatever weird thing it was that she could do. She didn't like intruding on people, it felt weird and invasive to suddenly know when people felt loss or hatred, but that wasn't what she hated the most about her empathy. What Allison hated the most was the disconnect between herself and others. She struggled to control it and often absorbed or mimicked the emotions that she felt around her. She struggled endlessly to figure out what was her and what was other people. She would go out and enjoy a movie with friends, but did she really have fun? Did she actually like the movie, or was the incessant gushing and hyping from her friends influencing that? Did she even care for a franchise she barely paid attention to? Or was the anticipation she felt an amalgamation of those around her? It was confusing and draining and Allison only ever knew herself when she was alone. It felt selfish and mean, but she was starting to get tired of dealing with everyone else's emotions when she could barely get her head around her own.
Her self-isolation has left her rather independent of other people, and while she does enjoy the company of others in small doses, she’s come to love being on her own and doesn’t often need as much social interaction as others, preferring solitude or the company of her Pokemon. Despite this her empathy often trips her up, and if she’s ever approached by someone in need, she will more often than not go out of her way to help them, especially if they can’t help themselves.
Allison is entranced by music, both listening to it and making it. She feels most like herself when she’s out in the back garden, headphones in with her guitar in her lap. She never writes songs, she could never quite express things with words, but she loves to come up with melodies and tunes. She also has a love for nature and the outdoors, and often feels a need to just be outside. Her mother loves gardening and has spent most of her free time creating a wonderful, colourful garden which Allison loves to spend time in. Sitting amongst the flowers, creating music, is one her favourite pastimes.
Allison is also a bit of an airhead. She’ll get lost in her own mind, daydreaming about everything and anything. She likes to think up wonderful adventures and haunting melodies, things that could take her away from her normal and boring life. She has a near constant sense of wanderlust, a strange urge to travel and see the world, experience new things and grow as a person. She's had the feeling for as long as she could remember, but she never does anything about it, far too scared to leave her safe little bubble.
Allison isn’t necessarily timid, but she hates confrontation. All those negative emotions fray her nerves and often times it’s difficult for her to separate her feelings from others. She’s often got carried away with angry outbursts, getting swept up in the moment as the emotions build and arguing when she didn’t really need to. Allison has almost developed a fear, a complex, where she tries her best not to get close or emotional with people. A self-inflicted cycle of isolation and desire to experience, that she finds difficult to break out of.
Allison's moral compass is often turbulent, skewed at best and aimless at worst. When she is on her own, on a good day when she feels most like herself, she can be a golden child, helpful and kind to strangers and offering a helping hand whenever she meets or spots a person in need. Making others feel better often gives her a boost to her mood, for a short while, until she starts questioning it. If she's caught in a bad mood, or she's too tried and drained of dealing with other people, she will often ignore situations around her. Even if she's capable of providing assistance, if she doesn't want to deal with the emotional side she will walk away.
If she's among a crowd or group of people, and she is feeling conflicted or overwhelmed, Allison will often do the opposite of whatever she feels is the general consensus. Scared that she might be getting influenced, she rebels and does the opposite, regardless of the potential outcome. This has often lead her into some troublesome situations. She hasn't yet been lead to do anything illegal, and while she likes to think she couldn't hurt a person, she isn't above resorting to desperate measures just to prove something to herself. This is also often the reason for her rather strange sense of fashion.
When isolated from other's emotions, or when she's hanging around with people that are hard for her to read, people might consider Allison to be rather stagnant. Still and slow, Allison likes to take in as much as possible for herself. When she enters a situation that makes her feel something that she knows for certain is hers, she likes to bask in it for as long as possible. If she finds an item, piece of clothing, a song or book or movie that she genuinely feels something for, she feels a need to grab a hold of it and not let it go. Anything that she can associate with herself and her own feelings, she clings to.
[b]History:[/b] Allison’s parents own and manage a large spa, three whole floors dedicated to the rest and relaxation of both trainers and their Pokemon. One of the few spas in Tiensee that cater to both people and Pokemon it’s garnered quite a reputation. Growing up, she spent a large amount of time at the spa, interacting with the customers and their Pokemon. She gained quite a love for it. She knew her parents were doing good work, their customers always left happy. She could see it, she could [i]feel[/i] it. She adored her parents and what they did. She wanted to be just like them when she was older.
Both of Allison’s parents love her to pieces, and she them. She grew up in a loving and caring home, taught to respect her elders and to care for the things her parents do. From a young age Allison just wanted to explore. She explored her entire house, the business, the town and then longed for whatever else was out there in Godai. Her parents encouraged this, wanted her to do her own things, become a trainer if she wanted or just go out and explore.
When she started showing interest in music, they encouraged that too. They allowed Allison to have many different lessons for several different instruments ranging from a violin to a piano, until she finally settled on playing the guitar. Allison was supported in everything she did, or wanted to do, and in return she did her best to make her parents happier.
When Allison first started school, she found it easy enough to make friends. It was a mostly happy experience, and as she grew older, she realised how much easier it was for her to understand how others felt. She could tell when someone was upset and helped cheer them up with a warm smile and an offer to play tag. She told her parents of course, and they were so proud of their smart little girl. They thought she was just better at reading people than others her age. They didn’t question it; it wasn’t exactly strange for a child to be empathetic.
When she went into secondary school, Allison became more aware of the negative side of people. She started dealing with anger and sadness on a more extreme level. She would encounter these emotions and while she tried to combat them at first, especially if it was with a friend, she soon started reacting with the same emotions that she could feel. It had turned into a subconscious response, if she felt the emotion, she would start to emulate it herself almost as an attempt to better understand why the person would be feeling that way.
As a result, situations could often get more hectic and escalate, and it soon led to a rather explosive outburst from Allison where she accidentally hurt one of her school friends. Her empathy started to take its toll. She felt emotions that didn't seem like her own, and it wasn't something she could explain. Scared and confused, she began to isolate herself. She wanted to avoid another situation where she harmed someone else. Despite her parents' worry, she explained the situation away as an accident, too scared about what they would think of her if she told them about the weird feelings that weren't hers.
During this isolation, Allison devoted herself to her music. She was mostly self-taught, but her passion grew the more time she spent practising. Songwriting definitely wasn't her thing, but she began to compose her own pieces of music. She found it was a great way to put her feelings out there. Translating her thoughts into music, she created entrancing compositions. As she made more and more music, Allison started to record herself and post it online. She didn't get much of a following, but she did it more for herself than anything. She liked being able to listen to her own music and she took in the criticism and feedback to better herself. She continued to make new music and put up recordings on a semi-regular basis.
One day, when she was fourteen, Allison came across an almost feral Zubat while helping out at her family's spa. A few customers complained about a rogue Pokemon causing havoc in the outside hot spring. Hoping to resolve the issue herself, she soon found the troublesome Zubat. Either lost or abandoned, the poor thing had been terrified and with a broken wing it couldn't get back over the high fence of the hot spring. Feeling the Pokemon's fear, Allison tried her best to calm it so that she could try and remove it from the spa. While trying to approach and feed the Pokemon treats, it bit Allison's hand. It hadn't been an incredibly deep bite, but it had bled and even scarred once it started to heal. Despite the pain, Allison knew it had only been reacting instinctively and hadn't meant to hurt her. She could relate.
It took months, almost an entire year, of feeding the Zubat treats and begging her parents not to bring in a professional to take the Pokemon away, before she made some leeway with it. She was able to approach the Pokemon and even pet it without getting some kind of growl in return. A few months after that and she was even able to convince it to treat her parents with minimal animosity.
While at school, Allison devoted herself to her Music and Pokemon Training classes, hoping to turn both or either into an actual career. She adored the idea of travelling and earning gym badges, even more so after befriending the Zubat at the spa. When she finally graduated her parents gifted her a Seadra, a Pokemon bred by one of the family friends. She immediately applied for a trainer license and as soon as her test results came in and her license was printed she went looking for a battle. She revelled in the excitement and challenge that Pokemon battling provided. It was a positive and engaging outlet for both her and her Pokemon. It was a more personable expression of emotion than just playing her music, she could engage with and relate to other trainers on a friendlier and more positive note.
Allison often travelled to Mt. Quemar and trained her Pokemon. It didn't take long for her to evolve her Seadra and she even managed to catch herself a Larvesta. It took another year or so, but she even befriended the Zubat at the spa enough to convince it to live at her house, rather than living in amongst the rocks around the outdoor hot springs. She had herself a great band of Pokemon, even if her Zubat refused to get into a Pokeball.
Despite her want to travel, and the occasional trips she takes to Mt. Quemar, Allison's courage to actually leave Tiensee and go on a full fledged adventure dissipates every time she tries. She's scared what might happen if she loses her controllable environment.
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[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Inventory[/font][/font][/i][/div]
[div align="center"][b]Dians:[/b] [img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://storage.proboards.com/6966007/images/yQTyOYCyRywPwMttrZGD.png" alt=""] 3,581[/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]Pokéballs/Medicine[/b][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]Misc Items[/b][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]TM's[/b][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]Key Items[/b][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/9/93/Bag_Pok%C3%A9_Ball_Sprite.png"] 9x Pokéball
[img src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/c/ca/Bag_Great_Ball_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "] 2x Great Ball
[img alt=" " src="https://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/potion.png" style="max-width:100%;"] 1x Potion
[img alt=" " style="max-width:100%;" src="https://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/iceheal.png"] 1x Ice Heal
[img src="https://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/awakening.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "] 1x Awakening
[img alt=" " style="max-width:100%;" src="https://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/revive.png"] 1x Revive[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][img alt=" " style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/5/53/Bag_Lava_Cookie_Sprite.png"] 1x Cheap EXP Cookie
[img alt=" " src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/5/53/Bag_Lava_Cookie_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;"] 1x Tasty EXP Cookie
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/5/53/Bag_Lava_Cookie_Sprite.png" alt=" "] 1x Gourmet EXP Cookie
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/razorclaw.png" alt=" "] 1x Razor Claw
[img alt=" " src="http://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/miracleseed.png" style="max-width:100%;"] 1x Miracle Seed[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][img src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/9/9a/Bag_TM_Normal_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "] 1x TM010 Hidden Power
[img src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/3/35/Bag_TM_Grass_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "] 1x TM094 Bullet Seed
[img alt=" " src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/9/9a/Bag_TM_Normal_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;"] 1x TM120 Mimic
[img alt=" " src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/4/46/Bag_TM_Dragon_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;"] 1x TM138 Dragon Breath[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-An_FTtpjfCc/TgPW1g_QNMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XqemkqFR3BY/s1600/PokedexIV.png"] PokéDex
[img src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/8/8d/Bag_Journal_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;"] Journal
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/holocaster.png"] Holocaster
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/c/c7/Bag_Town_Map_Sprite.png"] [a href="http://godairegion.proboards.com/thread/10/town-map-godai-region"]Town Map[/a]
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/d/d7/Bag_Dowsing_MCHN_Sprite.png"] Item Finder App
[img src="https://i.imgur.com/wy0QFhx.png" style="max-width:100%;"] PokeWave App[/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Trainer Advancement[/font][/font][/i][/div]
[div align="center"][b]Advancement Points:[/b] 110[/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]Tier 0[/b][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]Tier 1[/b][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][b]Tier 2[/b][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Seeing the Sights:[/b] 10/15 AP
[b]To Be The Best:[/b] 12/15 AP
[b]Nursing:[/b] 12/15 AP
[b]TLC:[/b] 15/25 AP
[b]Technology Buff:[/b] 18/25 AP
[b]Oooh Shiny:[/b] 9/30 AP[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Making Friends:[/b] 4/15 AP[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Dedication:[/b] 0/15 AP[/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
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[div align="center"][b]Total EXP Gained:[/b] 80 [52 + 28][/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;width:750px;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/zubat-f.gif" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]Zubat[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 5[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Tastiera
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Type:[/b] Poison/Flying
[b]Ability:[/b] Inner Focus
[b]Height:[/b] 2'7"
[b]Weight:[/b] 16.5 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Scrawny
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Medium Fast
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (55/64)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 48
[b]Level:[/b] 16
[b]Division:[/b] D9
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 160
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 42[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 20[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 35[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 20[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 43 (27%)[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
1. Absorb
1. Supersonic
[b]4. Wing Attack[/b]
7. Astonish
9. Bite
12. Swift
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
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[b]Item:[/b] [img src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/0/0a/Prop_Cowboy_Hat_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "] Cowboy Hat[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/kingdra.gif"]
[b][u]Kingdra[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 15[/b]
Evolved at [b]Level 16[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Ponticello
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Type:[/b] Water/Dragon
[b]Ability:[/b] Swift Swim
[b]Height:[/b] 4'11"
[b]Weight:[/b] 335.1 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Intermediate
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Medium Fast
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (55/64)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 8 [4 + 4]
[b]Level:[/b] 16
[b]Division:[/b] D4
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 240
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 44[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 44[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 56[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 44[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 52[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
[b]1. Bubble[/b]
5. Smokescreen
9. Leer
[b]9. Water Gun[/b]
16. Yawn
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
- Aurora Beam (Egg Move)
- [b]Dragon Breath (TM)[/b]
-
-
[b]Item:[/b] [img alt=" " style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/f/f6/Bag_Green_Scarf_Sprite.png"] Green Scarf[/td][/tr][tr][td colspan="2" style="border:1px dashed;"]
[spoiler]{Tastiera}Abandoned and abused, Tastiera sees most people as her enemy. She hates anyone getting too close and finds it hard to trust humans and even other Pokemon. Independant, she refuses to let anyone tell her what to do or how to do it. If she wants to do something her way, she will, no exceptions. Recently, she's begun to open up a little more to her new trainer. She hates to admit it, but she's a little bit affectionate of this particular human.[/spoiler]
[/td][td colspan="2" style="border:1px;"]
[spoiler]{Ponticello}Friendly and approachable, Ponticello spent her entire life surrounded by humans. She loves to interact with them and adores her trainer the most. She's a little more wary around other Pokemon, not having the best socialisation with Pokemon while growing up. Despite that, she's more than happy to make new friends and greets every new member of the team with kindness. She's a tad easy to push around, and is often picked on by the others.[/spoiler]
[/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/larvesta.gif" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]Larvesta[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 13[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Martele
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Type:[/b] Bug/Fire
[b]Ability:[/b] Flame Body
[b]Height:[/b] 3'7"
[b]Weight:[/b] 63.5 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Low
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Slow
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (60/70)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 24 [0 + 24]
[b]Level:[/b] 16
[b]Division:[/b] D7
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 192
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 48 (25%)[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 34[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 40[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 34[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 36[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
[b]1. Ember[/b]
1. String Shot
10. Absorb
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
- Zen Headbutt (Egg)
-
-
-
[b]Item:[/b][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/aron.gif"]
[b][u]Aron[/u][/b]
Recieved at [b]Level 17[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Legno
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Type:[/b] Steel/Rock
[b]Ability:[/b] Sturdy
[b]Height:[/b] 1'4"
[b]Weight:[/b] 132.3 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Low
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Slow
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (77/82)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 0
[b]Level:[/b] 17
[b]Division:[/b] D8
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 187
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 50 (27%)[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 73 (39%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 1[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 53[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 10[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
1. Tackle
1. Harden
4. Mud-Slap
7. Headbutt
10. [b]Metal Claw[/b]
13. [b]Rock Tomb[/b]
16. Protect
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
-
-
-
-
[b]Item:[/b][/td][/tr][tr][td colspan="2" style="border:1px dashed;"]
[spoiler]{Martele}Stubborn and arrogant. Martele thinks he knows everything, thinks that he's the best at everything and if you say otherwise he'll fight you just to prove himself. Anyone that thinks they're better than him gets taken down a peg or two and if he ever loses a fight he sulks for over a week. He hates being told off, and while he is begrudgingly accepting the fact that his trainer probably knows what she's doing, he certainly won't listen to anyone else.[/spoiler]
[/td][td style="border:1px;" colspan="2"]
[spoiler]{Legno}TBD[/spoiler]
[/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[spoiler]{PC Box: Stored Pokemon}
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/8/8e/Spr_3r_000.png"]
[b][u]??[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level ##[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] -
[b]Gender:[/b] -
[b]Type:[/b] -
[b]Ability:[/b] -
[b]Height:[/b] -
[b]Weight:[/b] -
[b]Health:[/b] -
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] -
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (#/#)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] #
[b]Level:[/b] #
[b]Division:[/b] D#
[b]Total Stats:[/b] #
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] # (##%)[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
#. -
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
-
-
-
-
[b]Item:[/b][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div][/spoiler]
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Journal[/font][/font][/i][/div][spoiler]{Adventure Log}
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]Topic/Event[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]EXP Gained[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]Dians[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]AP[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]Misc[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][a href="http://godairegion.proboards.com/thread/966/jesse-updates-wip"]Jesse Rogers[/a][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]80 [52 + 28] EXP[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]+ 3,881 Dians[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Total: [/b]110 AP
[b]Seeing the Sights:[/b] 10 AP
[b]Making Friends:[/b] 19 AP
[b]To Be The Best:[/b] 12 AP
[b]Nursing:[/b] 12 AP
[b]TLC:[/b] 15 AP
[b]Technology Buff:[/b] 18 AP
[b]Oooh Shiny:[/b] 9 AP
[b]Dedication:[/b] 15 AP[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"]+/- 1 Seadra
+ 1 Kingdra
+/- 1 Dragon Scale
+ 1 Green Scarf
+ 1 Larvesta
+ 15 Cheap EXP Cookies
- 2 Cheap EXP Cookies (For Seadra/Kingdra)
- 12 Cheap EXP Cookies (For Larvesta)
+ 4 Pokéballs
+ 2 Great Balls
+ 1 Tasty EXP Cookie
+ 1 Gourmet EXP Cookie
+ 1 Cowboy Hat
+ 1 Miracle Seed
+ 1 Razor Claw
+ 1 Ice Heal
+ 1 Awakening
+ 1 Revive
+ 1 Potion
+ Item Finder App
+ PokeWave App
+ TM010 Hidden Power
+ TM094 Bullet Seed
+ TM120 Mimic
+ TM138 Dragon Breath[/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][a href="https://godairegion.proboards.com/thread/1039/mon-shipping"]Mon Shipping[/a][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]--[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]- 1,300 Dians[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]--[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]+ 1 Aron[/div][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[/spoiler]
[spoiler]{NPC’s}
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]Name/Link[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]Details[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"]Last Known Pokemon[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;"]--[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Gender:[/b] -
[b]Age:[/b] -
[b]Relationship:[/b] -
[b]Location:[/b] -[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"]--[/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div][/spoiler]{Allie Declaration}
Zubat Caught at Level 5 Nickname: Tastiera Gender: Female Type: Poison/Flying Ability: Inner Focus Height: 2'7" Weight: 16.5 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (55/64) EXP Gained: 48 Level: 16 Division: D9 Total Stats: 160
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Absorb 1. Supersonic 4. Wing Attack 7. Astonish 9. Bite 12. Swift Unique Moves: - - - - Item: Cowboy Hat | Kingdra Caught at Level 15 Evolved at Level 16 Nickname: Ponticello Gender: Female Type: Water/Dragon Ability: Swift Swim Height: 4'11" Weight: 335.1 lbs Health: Intermediate EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (55/64) EXP Gained: 8 [4 + 4] Level: 16 Division: D4 Total Stats: 240
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Bubble 5. Smokescreen 9. Leer 9. Water Gun 16. Yawn Unique Moves: - Aurora Beam (Egg Move) - Dragon Breath (TM) - - Item: Green Scarf |
{Tastiera}Abandoned and abused, Tastiera sees most people as her enemy. She hates anyone getting too close and finds it hard to trust humans and even other Pokemon. Independant, she refuses to let anyone tell her what to do or how to do it. If she wants to do something her way, she will, no exceptions. Recently, she's begun to open up a little more to her new trainer. She hates to admit it, but she's a little bit affectionate of this particular human. | {Ponticello}Friendly and approachable, Ponticello spent her entire life surrounded by humans. She loves to interact with them and adores her trainer the most. She's a little more wary around other Pokemon, not having the best socialisation with Pokemon while growing up. Despite that, she's more than happy to make new friends and greets every new member of the team with kindness. She's a tad easy to push around, and is often picked on by the others. | ||
Larvesta Caught at Level 13 Nickname: Martele Gender: Male Type: Bug/Fire Ability: Flame Body Height: 3'7" Weight: 63.5 lbs Health: Low EXP Rate: Slow EXP Gauge: (60/70) EXP Gained: 24 [0 + 24] Level: 16 Division: D7 Total Stats: 192
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Ember 1. String Shot 10. Absorb Unique Moves: - Zen Headbutt (Egg) - - - Item: | Aron Recieved at Level 17 Nickname: Legno Gender: Male Type: Steel/Rock Ability: Sturdy Height: 1'4" Weight: 132.3 lbs Health: Low EXP Rate: Slow EXP Gauge: (77/82) EXP Gained: 0 Level: 17 Division: D8 Total Stats: 187
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Tackle 1. Harden 4. Mud-Slap 7. Headbutt 10. Metal Claw 13. Rock Tomb 16. Protect Unique Moves: - - - - Item: |
{Martele}Stubborn and arrogant. Martele thinks he knows everything, thinks that he's the best at everything and if you say otherwise he'll fight you just to prove himself. Anyone that thinks they're better than him gets taken down a peg or two and if he ever loses a fight he sulks for over a week. He hates being told off, and while he is begrudgingly accepting the fact that his trainer probably knows what she's doing, he certainly won't listen to anyone else. | {Legno}TBD | ||
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dashed;width:750px;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/zubat-f.gif" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]Zubat[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 5[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Tastiera
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Type:[/b] Poison/Flying
[b]Ability:[/b] Inner Focus
[b]Height:[/b] 2'7"
[b]Weight:[/b] 16.5 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Scrawny
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Medium Fast
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (55/64)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 48
[b]Level:[/b] 16
[b]Division:[/b] D9
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 160
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 42[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 20[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 35[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 20[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 43 (27%)[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
1. Absorb
1. Supersonic
[b]4. Wing Attack[/b]
7. Astonish
9. Bite
12. Swift
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
-
-
-
-
[b]Item:[/b] [img src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/0/0a/Prop_Cowboy_Hat_Sprite.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "] Cowboy Hat[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/kingdra.gif"]
[b][u]Kingdra[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 15[/b]
Evolved at [b]Level 16[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Ponticello
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Type:[/b] Water/Dragon
[b]Ability:[/b] Swift Swim
[b]Height:[/b] 4'11"
[b]Weight:[/b] 335.1 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Intermediate
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Medium Fast
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (55/64)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 8 [4 + 4]
[b]Level:[/b] 16
[b]Division:[/b] D4
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 240
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 44[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 44[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 56[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 44[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 52[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
[b]1. Bubble[/b]
5. Smokescreen
9. Leer
[b]9. Water Gun[/b]
16. Yawn
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
- Aurora Beam (Egg Move)
- [b]Dragon Breath (TM)[/b]
-
-
[b]Item:[/b] [img alt=" " style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/f/f6/Bag_Green_Scarf_Sprite.png"] Green Scarf[/td][/tr][tr][td colspan="2" style="border:1px dashed;"]
[spoiler]{Tastiera}Abandoned and abused, Tastiera sees most people as her enemy. She hates anyone getting too close and finds it hard to trust humans and even other Pokemon. Independant, she refuses to let anyone tell her what to do or how to do it. If she wants to do something her way, she will, no exceptions. Recently, she's begun to open up a little more to her new trainer. She hates to admit it, but she's a little bit affectionate of this particular human.[/spoiler]
[/td][td colspan="2" style="border:1px;"]
[spoiler]{Ponticello}Friendly and approachable, Ponticello spent her entire life surrounded by humans. She loves to interact with them and adores her trainer the most. She's a little more wary around other Pokemon, not having the best socialisation with Pokemon while growing up. Despite that, she's more than happy to make new friends and greets every new member of the team with kindness. She's a tad easy to push around, and is often picked on by the others.[/spoiler]
[/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/larvesta.gif" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]Larvesta[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 13[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Martele
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Type:[/b] Bug/Fire
[b]Ability:[/b] Flame Body
[b]Height:[/b] 3'7"
[b]Weight:[/b] 63.5 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Low
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Slow
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (60/70)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 24 [0 + 24]
[b]Level:[/b] 16
[b]Division:[/b] D7
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 192
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 48 (25%)[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 34[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 40[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 34[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 36[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
[b]1. Ember[/b]
1. String Shot
10. Absorb
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
- Zen Headbutt (Egg)
-
-
-
[b]Item:[/b][/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][div align="center"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/aron.gif"]
[b][u]Aron[/u][/b]
Recieved at [b]Level 17[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Legno
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Type:[/b] Steel/Rock
[b]Ability:[/b] Sturdy
[b]Height:[/b] 1'4"
[b]Weight:[/b] 132.3 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Low
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Slow
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (77/82)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 0
[b]Level:[/b] 17
[b]Division:[/b] D8
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 187
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 50 (27%)[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 73 (39%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 1[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 53[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 10[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dashed;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
1. Tackle
1. Harden
4. Mud-Slap
7. Headbutt
10. [b]Metal Claw[/b]
13. [b]Rock Tomb[/b]
16. Protect
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
-
-
-
-
[b]Item:[/b][/td][/tr][tr][td colspan="2" style="border:1px dashed;"]
[spoiler]{Martele}Stubborn and arrogant. Martele thinks he knows everything, thinks that he's the best at everything and if you say otherwise he'll fight you just to prove himself. Anyone that thinks they're better than him gets taken down a peg or two and if he ever loses a fight he sulks for over a week. He hates being told off, and while he is begrudgingly accepting the fact that his trainer probably knows what she's doing, he certainly won't listen to anyone else.[/spoiler]
[/td][td style="border:1px;" colspan="2"]
[spoiler]{Legno}TBD[/spoiler]
[/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]{Nate Profile}
Trainer Profile
♢ Character Name ♢ Nathan Scott | ♢ Nickname ♢ Nate | ♢ Gender ♢ Male | ♢ Age ♢ 18 |
♢ Hometown ♢ Amadour Port, East Godai | ♢ Trainer Class ♢ Explorer | ♢ Height ♢ 6’0” | ♢ Weight ♢ 163lbs |
{Appearance}
Hair Color & Style: Nate’s hair is black in colour. The sides are shaved short, not completely gone but cut enough to give the sides a straight look. Longer on top, it forms an afro of tightly curled hair several inches tall. When properly maintained it looks rather neat and tidy, but Nate often forgets or just doesn’t bother going to the barbers and tries to look after it himself, often resulting in a more messed up look. It doesn’t help that his favourite pair of headphones are over the head ones, which often mess up his hair even more.
Eyes: Rounded in shape, the colour is a dark brown, with a few lighter shades swirled in giving them a richer colour. His eyelashes are thin, but his eyebrows are thick although not overly so, shaped nicely to fit the features of his face.
Clothing/Accessories: Nate often wears simple clothes. Plain jeans and whatever random t-shirt he pulls from his closet is his go to outfit. He has several pairs of the same kind of jeans, a dark wash with the material worn and torn in some places. Plain, one colour t-shirts make up most of his collection of tops, with a few band shirts or random Pokemon paraphernalia thrown in for some splashes of colour. His default shoe choice are his favourite pair of Nike high top trainers. A limited edition, red and white design with black laces. They were a present from his mother on his sixteenth birthday.
When it gets colder, Nate has several jumpers or hoodies. Most of them are just as plain as the rest of his wardrobe, with his flashiest being a red and yellow striped sweater. His most prized jacket is a black leather jacket that his father gave to him on his eighteenth birthday.
His bag is a plain blue backpack, with two small side pockets and one large main pocket. His belt has been modified, adding three spaces on either side to clip Pokeballs to. Nate also owns a pair of white, over the head headphones, which he never leaves home without.
General Appearance: Nate has dark brown skin, a square jaw and a wide, flat nose, slightly crooked from where he broke it in a fight at school. Noses don’t fare well against elbows. Everyone says he has his father's genes, the spitting image of his dad when he was his age. But his father says he has his mother’s smile. A tall and stocky build, he has broad shoulders and big bones, another trait he gets from his father’s side of the family. While he doesn’t run or work out, he explores and helps both his grandfather and father at their workplaces, so he’s gained some muscle mass, more in his arms, shoulders and back than anywhere else.
His talent for squeezing himself into small spaces has gotten him nicked and bruised more times than he can count, and he has the scars to show for it. None of them large, but small cuts that he kept picking at, little scrapes that went a bit too deep. Scars run all over his arms, face and torso. A few he’s even gotten while fishing or working with his father in the garage. His hands are large, thick fingers with bitten down nails. They’re covered in calluses, work hardened and just as scarred as his arms.
At first glance, people may think of Nate as intimidating. Wide set and tall, he can come across as mean and scary from afar. But with a kind smile, and a rich and welcoming tone, he tries his best to convey that he doesn’t mean any harm.
Hair Color & Style: Nate’s hair is black in colour. The sides are shaved short, not completely gone but cut enough to give the sides a straight look. Longer on top, it forms an afro of tightly curled hair several inches tall. When properly maintained it looks rather neat and tidy, but Nate often forgets or just doesn’t bother going to the barbers and tries to look after it himself, often resulting in a more messed up look. It doesn’t help that his favourite pair of headphones are over the head ones, which often mess up his hair even more.
Eyes: Rounded in shape, the colour is a dark brown, with a few lighter shades swirled in giving them a richer colour. His eyelashes are thin, but his eyebrows are thick although not overly so, shaped nicely to fit the features of his face.
Clothing/Accessories: Nate often wears simple clothes. Plain jeans and whatever random t-shirt he pulls from his closet is his go to outfit. He has several pairs of the same kind of jeans, a dark wash with the material worn and torn in some places. Plain, one colour t-shirts make up most of his collection of tops, with a few band shirts or random Pokemon paraphernalia thrown in for some splashes of colour. His default shoe choice are his favourite pair of Nike high top trainers. A limited edition, red and white design with black laces. They were a present from his mother on his sixteenth birthday.
When it gets colder, Nate has several jumpers or hoodies. Most of them are just as plain as the rest of his wardrobe, with his flashiest being a red and yellow striped sweater. His most prized jacket is a black leather jacket that his father gave to him on his eighteenth birthday.
His bag is a plain blue backpack, with two small side pockets and one large main pocket. His belt has been modified, adding three spaces on either side to clip Pokeballs to. Nate also owns a pair of white, over the head headphones, which he never leaves home without.
General Appearance: Nate has dark brown skin, a square jaw and a wide, flat nose, slightly crooked from where he broke it in a fight at school. Noses don’t fare well against elbows. Everyone says he has his father's genes, the spitting image of his dad when he was his age. But his father says he has his mother’s smile. A tall and stocky build, he has broad shoulders and big bones, another trait he gets from his father’s side of the family. While he doesn’t run or work out, he explores and helps both his grandfather and father at their workplaces, so he’s gained some muscle mass, more in his arms, shoulders and back than anywhere else.
His talent for squeezing himself into small spaces has gotten him nicked and bruised more times than he can count, and he has the scars to show for it. None of them large, but small cuts that he kept picking at, little scrapes that went a bit too deep. Scars run all over his arms, face and torso. A few he’s even gotten while fishing or working with his father in the garage. His hands are large, thick fingers with bitten down nails. They’re covered in calluses, work hardened and just as scarred as his arms.
At first glance, people may think of Nate as intimidating. Wide set and tall, he can come across as mean and scary from afar. But with a kind smile, and a rich and welcoming tone, he tries his best to convey that he doesn’t mean any harm.
{Personality & History}
Personality: Nate always tries to have a smile on his face, whether he’s with his friends or his family, he tries his best to be one of the happiest people in the room. He’s incredibly chatty and will happily talk a person’s ear off if they let him. He can talk about almost anything; the latest music, that huge Magikarp his grandfather caught, a secret alleyway he found hidden between two houses. Anything and everything, Nate will be chattering away. There are times when he tries to be suave or charming, but it never really rings true and often comes off more as dorky than anything else.
Nate also loves to tell stories, the more fantastical and awe-inspiring the better. But this often leads to him bending the truth, trying to impress his friends and even strangers, weaving lies into his tales to make them sound far more daring and amazing than they really are. This habit has even started to bleed into his normal interactions, and he often lies about what he’s been doing, or what kinds of things he likes, trying his best to fit in and get on the good side of whoever he talks to. This has gotten him in trouble a good few times, especially with his father, when he gets caught out in one of his lies.
He also has an adventurous streak a mile wide, he’ll constantly explore the town and the surrounding cliffs, trying to find new hidey holes or secret shortcuts. He rarely follows directions or pathways, often preferring to know the general direction and make his own way to his destination. As a result, he has a great sense of direction, and often knows which way is east or west going by the sun in the sky, but still gets lost regardless. He’ll find the places eventually, but if he strays too far from the path it does take him a while. Even so, he’s excited to explore everything the world has to offer.
Nate has a penchant for heights, often scaling the cliffs of Amadour and looking down at the town below. He likes feeling free, watching all the people milling around like Joltik. He finds the sea breeze refreshing and often finds the same ardour in the ocean.
His relationship with his mother morphed the naiver aspects of himself ever since he was a teenager. When he was younger, he believed that everyone was perfect, that no one could do any wrong. But as his mother became more distant, his outlook changed with their relationship. It never became strained, Nate understood his mother’s reasoning, and he appreciated the fact that she still tried to be there for him. But he realised that people were selfish creatures, most of them tried to do the right thing and be good, but that wouldn’t always stop them from looking out for themselves first.
As a result, while trying not to be overly cynical or pessimistic, Nate isn’t one to trust people initially. He’ll never discriminate, or treat someone differently, but that doesn’t mean he’ll trust all people the first time he meets them. If someone appears incredibly shady, he will still be weary.
Because of his grandfather, Nate has a very collective view on how battles can work. He believes that a trainer should use all of the Pokemon they have at their disposal, using each individual creature’s attributes to their advantage and that teamwork is how you win a fight, rather than just brute force. All Pokemon, no matter how weak one might think it is, have their role and can contribute to a victory.
His family instilled his need for adventure, and he was buzzing to leave home and explore ever since he was a teenager, but his father insisted he got himself a proper education first, for when he finally decided to settle. His want simmered for years, and now that he’s free, he’s finally ready to explore.
History: Nate’s grandfather, Kayode, came to Godai from Mboki when he was young. He ran away with his young love, leaving behind his family. He set up in Amadour, learned how to work the fishing boats and started making a new life for himself. They had Nate’s father, Andre, in their late thirties. Nate’s grandmother died before he was born.
In his early twenties, Andre met Elizabeth, Nate’s mother. It was a whirlwind romance, which ended after a year. The breakup was mutual, and it ended on good terms. What they hadn’t planned on, was Elizabeth falling pregnant. She realised a few weeks after the two broke up, and although she didn’t want to get rid of the child, she knew she didn’t have the proper means to look after it. Her parents not offering her any help. As such, Andre took in Nate when he was born. His father had been the one to choose the name Nathan, and it had also been his father’s decision to give him his mother's last name, despite her protests.
Nate grew up with his father and grandfather, but still saw his mother whenever possible. For the first few years she visited a few times a week. Nate barely remembered that time, vague memories of bedtime stories and walks by the pier. As he grew from ages three to six or seven, the visits slowly lessened to once every two weeks or so. His mother way busy, she had her own job now, and he could only really see her on the odd weekend. It never really got to him as much as it should have, he was happy with his father who loved him twice as much just to make up for it.
As he got closer to his teen years, the visits went down to once a month, then once every two months until it slowly morphed into a few visits every year as he reached his mid teens. He’d once asked his dad why his mother didn’t visit as often as she used to, when he was thirteen. His father had tried his best to explain that, while his mother did love him, she had her own things that she needed to do. That, sometimes, when children are born their parents can’t always look after them, and just because he couldn’t stay with his mother very often, or she couldn’t visit as much as he wanted her to, that didn’t mean she loved him any less.
Now that he’s older, Nate better understands the situation. He knows that his mother could have just left him with his father. She didn’t need to visit, or buy him presents, but she did anyway. Whether out of some sense of obligation, or because she did still love him, it didn’t entirely matter. She tried her best and Nate appreciates that.
As he grew up in Amadour, Nate often spent his free time with his grandfather on the fishing boats. He learnt how to sail the smaller boats, and the different jobs people had on the larger trawlers. His grandfather taught him how to work as part of a team, that all the little jobs that everyone has adds up in the wider picture. All the little pieces need to fit perfectly together for everything to work smoothly.
Nate’s father worked as a mechanic, and when he wasn’t with his grandfather, Nate was spending time with his father in the garage. As he grew older, he learnt how to fix some of the basic issues that can come up in vehicles. His father also owned an old Harley-Davidson motorcycle. When he was old enough to learn to drive, his father often took him out for rides on his bike.
As he was growing up, Nate was a social butterfly. He was friendly with everyone and often made lots of friends. He always had someone to hang out with, running around the town and discovering new things.
As he grew older his sense of adventure was encouraged by his family, and he would often explore the town and find all the cool secrets hidden in the nooks and crannies. He would often go hiking along the cliffs with his father or friends. He loved to climb the cliffs and sit at the top to watch the town. He would even go out towards the forest when he was feeling particularly adventurous.
Just as he turned eighteen, Nate found an injured and stranded Remoraid on the docks, when he’d been visiting his grandfather at work. Unsure as to what to do, he’d taken the Pokemon with him to ask his grandfather. He was presented with the option of keeping the Pokemon as his own. It wasn’t exactly strange for someone to take in a sick or injured Pokemon as their own, but it had never really occurred to Nate that that was one way to befriend a Pokemon.
So Nate took in the Pokemon, tended to its wounds and kept her in a water tank in his room until he was sure she was better. It only took a week, but when Nate presented the Pokeball to capture her in, she seemed willing to stay with him. And so Nate came about his first official Pokemon, just in time for his adventures.
Personality: Nate always tries to have a smile on his face, whether he’s with his friends or his family, he tries his best to be one of the happiest people in the room. He’s incredibly chatty and will happily talk a person’s ear off if they let him. He can talk about almost anything; the latest music, that huge Magikarp his grandfather caught, a secret alleyway he found hidden between two houses. Anything and everything, Nate will be chattering away. There are times when he tries to be suave or charming, but it never really rings true and often comes off more as dorky than anything else.
Nate also loves to tell stories, the more fantastical and awe-inspiring the better. But this often leads to him bending the truth, trying to impress his friends and even strangers, weaving lies into his tales to make them sound far more daring and amazing than they really are. This habit has even started to bleed into his normal interactions, and he often lies about what he’s been doing, or what kinds of things he likes, trying his best to fit in and get on the good side of whoever he talks to. This has gotten him in trouble a good few times, especially with his father, when he gets caught out in one of his lies.
He also has an adventurous streak a mile wide, he’ll constantly explore the town and the surrounding cliffs, trying to find new hidey holes or secret shortcuts. He rarely follows directions or pathways, often preferring to know the general direction and make his own way to his destination. As a result, he has a great sense of direction, and often knows which way is east or west going by the sun in the sky, but still gets lost regardless. He’ll find the places eventually, but if he strays too far from the path it does take him a while. Even so, he’s excited to explore everything the world has to offer.
Nate has a penchant for heights, often scaling the cliffs of Amadour and looking down at the town below. He likes feeling free, watching all the people milling around like Joltik. He finds the sea breeze refreshing and often finds the same ardour in the ocean.
His relationship with his mother morphed the naiver aspects of himself ever since he was a teenager. When he was younger, he believed that everyone was perfect, that no one could do any wrong. But as his mother became more distant, his outlook changed with their relationship. It never became strained, Nate understood his mother’s reasoning, and he appreciated the fact that she still tried to be there for him. But he realised that people were selfish creatures, most of them tried to do the right thing and be good, but that wouldn’t always stop them from looking out for themselves first.
As a result, while trying not to be overly cynical or pessimistic, Nate isn’t one to trust people initially. He’ll never discriminate, or treat someone differently, but that doesn’t mean he’ll trust all people the first time he meets them. If someone appears incredibly shady, he will still be weary.
Because of his grandfather, Nate has a very collective view on how battles can work. He believes that a trainer should use all of the Pokemon they have at their disposal, using each individual creature’s attributes to their advantage and that teamwork is how you win a fight, rather than just brute force. All Pokemon, no matter how weak one might think it is, have their role and can contribute to a victory.
His family instilled his need for adventure, and he was buzzing to leave home and explore ever since he was a teenager, but his father insisted he got himself a proper education first, for when he finally decided to settle. His want simmered for years, and now that he’s free, he’s finally ready to explore.
History: Nate’s grandfather, Kayode, came to Godai from Mboki when he was young. He ran away with his young love, leaving behind his family. He set up in Amadour, learned how to work the fishing boats and started making a new life for himself. They had Nate’s father, Andre, in their late thirties. Nate’s grandmother died before he was born.
In his early twenties, Andre met Elizabeth, Nate’s mother. It was a whirlwind romance, which ended after a year. The breakup was mutual, and it ended on good terms. What they hadn’t planned on, was Elizabeth falling pregnant. She realised a few weeks after the two broke up, and although she didn’t want to get rid of the child, she knew she didn’t have the proper means to look after it. Her parents not offering her any help. As such, Andre took in Nate when he was born. His father had been the one to choose the name Nathan, and it had also been his father’s decision to give him his mother's last name, despite her protests.
Nate grew up with his father and grandfather, but still saw his mother whenever possible. For the first few years she visited a few times a week. Nate barely remembered that time, vague memories of bedtime stories and walks by the pier. As he grew from ages three to six or seven, the visits slowly lessened to once every two weeks or so. His mother way busy, she had her own job now, and he could only really see her on the odd weekend. It never really got to him as much as it should have, he was happy with his father who loved him twice as much just to make up for it.
As he got closer to his teen years, the visits went down to once a month, then once every two months until it slowly morphed into a few visits every year as he reached his mid teens. He’d once asked his dad why his mother didn’t visit as often as she used to, when he was thirteen. His father had tried his best to explain that, while his mother did love him, she had her own things that she needed to do. That, sometimes, when children are born their parents can’t always look after them, and just because he couldn’t stay with his mother very often, or she couldn’t visit as much as he wanted her to, that didn’t mean she loved him any less.
Now that he’s older, Nate better understands the situation. He knows that his mother could have just left him with his father. She didn’t need to visit, or buy him presents, but she did anyway. Whether out of some sense of obligation, or because she did still love him, it didn’t entirely matter. She tried her best and Nate appreciates that.
As he grew up in Amadour, Nate often spent his free time with his grandfather on the fishing boats. He learnt how to sail the smaller boats, and the different jobs people had on the larger trawlers. His grandfather taught him how to work as part of a team, that all the little jobs that everyone has adds up in the wider picture. All the little pieces need to fit perfectly together for everything to work smoothly.
Nate’s father worked as a mechanic, and when he wasn’t with his grandfather, Nate was spending time with his father in the garage. As he grew older, he learnt how to fix some of the basic issues that can come up in vehicles. His father also owned an old Harley-Davidson motorcycle. When he was old enough to learn to drive, his father often took him out for rides on his bike.
As he was growing up, Nate was a social butterfly. He was friendly with everyone and often made lots of friends. He always had someone to hang out with, running around the town and discovering new things.
As he grew older his sense of adventure was encouraged by his family, and he would often explore the town and find all the cool secrets hidden in the nooks and crannies. He would often go hiking along the cliffs with his father or friends. He loved to climb the cliffs and sit at the top to watch the town. He would even go out towards the forest when he was feeling particularly adventurous.
Just as he turned eighteen, Nate found an injured and stranded Remoraid on the docks, when he’d been visiting his grandfather at work. Unsure as to what to do, he’d taken the Pokemon with him to ask his grandfather. He was presented with the option of keeping the Pokemon as his own. It wasn’t exactly strange for someone to take in a sick or injured Pokemon as their own, but it had never really occurred to Nate that that was one way to befriend a Pokemon.
So Nate took in the Pokemon, tended to its wounds and kept her in a water tank in his room until he was sure she was better. It only took a week, but when Nate presented the Pokeball to capture her in, she seemed willing to stay with him. And so Nate came about his first official Pokemon, just in time for his adventures.
Inventory
Dians: 1,000
1,000Items | Key Items |
| 5x Pokéball | PokéDex Journal Holocaster Town Map |
Trainer Advancement
Advancement Points: 0
Tier 0 |
Pokemon
Total EXP Gained: 0
 Remoraid Caught at Level 5 Nickname: Pulse Gender: Female Type: Water Ability: Sniper Height: 2’0” Weight: 26.5 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (7/9) EXP Gained: 0 Level: 5 Division: D8 Total Stats: 55
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Water Gun Unique Moves: - - - - Item: |
{Pulse}A bit of a loner, she had no friends or family, all of them either scooped up by humans or hunting Pokemon. One day she was attacked by a Pelipper, this poor girl was left to fend for herself on the docks of Amadour Port. Picked up by a young man and nursed back to health, she decided her chances of survival were greatly increased if she stuck with the kind human. | |
{PC Box: Stored Pokemon}
?? Caught at Level ## Nickname: - Gender: - Type: - Ability: - Height: - Weight: - Health: - EXP Rate: - EXP Gauge: (#/#) EXP Gained: # Level: # Division: D# Total Stats: #
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: #. - Unique Moves: - - - - Item: |
Journal
{Adventure Log}
Topic/Event | EXP Gained | Dians | AP | Misc |
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Trainer Profile[/font][/font][/i][/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dotted;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Character Name ♢[/b]
Nathan Scott[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Nickname ♢[/b]
Nate[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Gender ♢[/b]
Male[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Age ♢[/b]
18[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Hometown ♢[/b]
Amadour Port, East Godai[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Trainer Class ♢[/b]
Explorer[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Height ♢[/b]
6’0”[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]♢ Weight ♢[/b]
163lbs[/div][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[spoiler]{Appearance}
[b]Hair Color & Style:[/b] Nate’s hair is black in colour. The sides are shaved short, not completely gone but cut enough to give the sides a straight look. Longer on top, it forms an afro of tightly curled hair several inches tall. When properly maintained it looks rather neat and tidy, but Nate often forgets or just doesn’t bother going to the barbers and tries to look after it himself, often resulting in a more messed up look. It doesn’t help that his favourite pair of headphones are over the head ones, which often mess up his hair even more.
[b]Eyes:[/b] Rounded in shape, the colour is a dark brown, with a few lighter shades swirled in giving them a richer colour. His eyelashes are thin, but his eyebrows are thick although not overly so, shaped nicely to fit the features of his face.
[b]Clothing/Accessories:[/b] Nate often wears simple clothes. Plain jeans and whatever random t-shirt he pulls from his closet is his go to outfit. He has several pairs of the same kind of jeans, a dark wash with the material worn and torn in some places. Plain, one colour t-shirts make up most of his collection of tops, with a few band shirts or random Pokemon paraphernalia thrown in for some splashes of colour. His default shoe choice are his favourite pair of Nike high top trainers. A limited edition, red and white design with black laces. They were a present from his mother on his sixteenth birthday.
When it gets colder, Nate has several jumpers or hoodies. Most of them are just as plain as the rest of his wardrobe, with his flashiest being a red and yellow striped sweater. His most prized jacket is a black leather jacket that his father gave to him on his eighteenth birthday.
His bag is a plain blue backpack, with two small side pockets and one large main pocket. His belt has been modified, adding three spaces on either side to clip Pokeballs to. Nate also owns a pair of white, over the head headphones, which he never leaves home without.
[b]General Appearance:[/b] Nate has dark brown skin, a square jaw and a wide, flat nose, slightly crooked from where he broke it in a fight at school. Noses don’t fare well against elbows. Everyone says he has his father's genes, the spitting image of his dad when he was his age. But his father says he has his mother’s smile. A tall and stocky build, he has broad shoulders and big bones, another trait he gets from his father’s side of the family. While he doesn’t run or work out, he explores and helps both his grandfather and father at their workplaces, so he’s gained some muscle mass, more in his arms, shoulders and back than anywhere else.
His talent for squeezing himself into small spaces has gotten him nicked and bruised more times than he can count, and he has the scars to show for it. None of them large, but small cuts that he kept picking at, little scrapes that went a bit too deep. Scars run all over his arms, face and torso. A few he’s even gotten while fishing or working with his father in the garage. His hands are large, thick fingers with bitten down nails. They’re covered in calluses, work hardened and just as scarred as his arms.
At first glance, people may think of Nate as intimidating. Wide set and tall, he can come across as mean and scary from afar. But with a kind smile, and a rich and welcoming tone, he tries his best to convey that he doesn’t mean any harm.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]{Personality & History}
[b]Personality:[/b] Nate always tries to have a smile on his face, whether he’s with his friends or his family, he tries his best to be one of the happiest people in the room. He’s incredibly chatty and will happily talk a person’s ear off if they let him. He can talk about almost anything; the latest music, that huge Magikarp his grandfather caught, a secret alleyway he found hidden between two houses. Anything and everything, Nate will be chattering away. There are times when he tries to be suave or charming, but it never really rings true and often comes off more as dorky than anything else.
Nate also loves to tell stories, the more fantastical and awe-inspiring the better. But this often leads to him bending the truth, trying to impress his friends and even strangers, weaving lies into his tales to make them sound far more daring and amazing than they really are. This habit has even started to bleed into his normal interactions, and he often lies about what he’s been doing, or what kinds of things he likes, trying his best to fit in and get on the good side of whoever he talks to. This has gotten him in trouble a good few times, especially with his father, when he gets caught out in one of his lies.
He also has an adventurous streak a mile wide, he’ll constantly explore the town and the surrounding cliffs, trying to find new hidey holes or secret shortcuts. He rarely follows directions or pathways, often preferring to know the general direction and make his own way to his destination. As a result, he has a great sense of direction, and often knows which way is east or west going by the sun in the sky, but still gets lost regardless. He’ll find the places eventually, but if he strays too far from the path it does take him a while. Even so, he’s excited to explore everything the world has to offer.
Nate has a penchant for heights, often scaling the cliffs of Amadour and looking down at the town below. He likes feeling free, watching all the people milling around like Joltik. He finds the sea breeze refreshing and often finds the same ardour in the ocean.
His relationship with his mother morphed the naiver aspects of himself ever since he was a teenager. When he was younger, he believed that everyone was perfect, that no one could do any wrong. But as his mother became more distant, his outlook changed with their relationship. It never became strained, Nate understood his mother’s reasoning, and he appreciated the fact that she still tried to be there for him. But he realised that people were selfish creatures, most of them tried to do the right thing and be good, but that wouldn’t always stop them from looking out for themselves first.
As a result, while trying not to be overly cynical or pessimistic, Nate isn’t one to trust people initially. He’ll never discriminate, or treat someone differently, but that doesn’t mean he’ll trust all people the first time he meets them. If someone appears incredibly shady, he will still be weary.
Because of his grandfather, Nate has a very collective view on how battles can work. He believes that a trainer should use all of the Pokemon they have at their disposal, using each individual creature’s attributes to their advantage and that teamwork is how you win a fight, rather than just brute force. All Pokemon, no matter how weak one might think it is, have their role and can contribute to a victory.
His family instilled his need for adventure, and he was buzzing to leave home and explore ever since he was a teenager, but his father insisted he got himself a proper education first, for when he finally decided to settle. His want simmered for years, and now that he’s free, he’s finally ready to explore.
[b]History:[/b] Nate’s grandfather, Kayode, came to Godai from Mboki when he was young. He ran away with his young love, leaving behind his family. He set up in Amadour, learned how to work the fishing boats and started making a new life for himself. They had Nate’s father, Andre, in their late thirties. Nate’s grandmother died before he was born.
In his early twenties, Andre met Elizabeth, Nate’s mother. It was a whirlwind romance, which ended after a year. The breakup was mutual, and it ended on good terms. What they hadn’t planned on, was Elizabeth falling pregnant. She realised a few weeks after the two broke up, and although she didn’t want to get rid of the child, she knew she didn’t have the proper means to look after it. Her parents not offering her any help. As such, Andre took in Nate when he was born. His father had been the one to choose the name Nathan, and it had also been his father’s decision to give him his mother's last name, despite her protests.
Nate grew up with his father and grandfather, but still saw his mother whenever possible. For the first few years she visited a few times a week. Nate barely remembered that time, vague memories of bedtime stories and walks by the pier. As he grew from ages three to six or seven, the visits slowly lessened to once every two weeks or so. His mother way busy, she had her own job now, and he could only really see her on the odd weekend. It never really got to him as much as it should have, he was happy with his father who loved him twice as much just to make up for it.
As he got closer to his teen years, the visits went down to once a month, then once every two months until it slowly morphed into a few visits every year as he reached his mid teens. He’d once asked his dad why his mother didn’t visit as often as she used to, when he was thirteen. His father had tried his best to explain that, while his mother did love him, she had her own things that she needed to do. That, sometimes, when children are born their parents can’t always look after them, and just because he couldn’t stay with his mother very often, or she couldn’t visit as much as he wanted her to, that didn’t mean she loved him any less.
Now that he’s older, Nate better understands the situation. He knows that his mother could have just left him with his father. She didn’t need to visit, or buy him presents, but she did anyway. Whether out of some sense of obligation, or because she did still love him, it didn’t entirely matter. She tried her best and Nate appreciates that.
As he grew up in Amadour, Nate often spent his free time with his grandfather on the fishing boats. He learnt how to sail the smaller boats, and the different jobs people had on the larger trawlers. His grandfather taught him how to work as part of a team, that all the little jobs that everyone has adds up in the wider picture. All the little pieces need to fit perfectly together for everything to work smoothly.
Nate’s father worked as a mechanic, and when he wasn’t with his grandfather, Nate was spending time with his father in the garage. As he grew older, he learnt how to fix some of the basic issues that can come up in vehicles. His father also owned an old Harley-Davidson motorcycle. When he was old enough to learn to drive, his father often took him out for rides on his bike.
As he was growing up, Nate was a social butterfly. He was friendly with everyone and often made lots of friends. He always had someone to hang out with, running around the town and discovering new things.
As he grew older his sense of adventure was encouraged by his family, and he would often explore the town and find all the cool secrets hidden in the nooks and crannies. He would often go hiking along the cliffs with his father or friends. He loved to climb the cliffs and sit at the top to watch the town. He would even go out towards the forest when he was feeling particularly adventurous.
Just as he turned eighteen, Nate found an injured and stranded Remoraid on the docks, when he’d been visiting his grandfather at work. Unsure as to what to do, he’d taken the Pokemon with him to ask his grandfather. He was presented with the option of keeping the Pokemon as his own. It wasn’t exactly strange for someone to take in a sick or injured Pokemon as their own, but it had never really occurred to Nate that that was one way to befriend a Pokemon.
So Nate took in the Pokemon, tended to its wounds and kept her in a water tank in his room until he was sure she was better. It only took a week, but when Nate presented the Pokeball to capture her in, she seemed willing to stay with him. And so Nate came about his first official Pokemon, just in time for his adventures.[/spoiler]
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[div align="center"][b]Dians:[/b] [img src="http://storage.proboards.com/6966007/images/yQTyOYCyRywPwMttrZGD.png" style="max-width:100%;" alt=""] 1,000[/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]Items[/b][/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][b]Key Items[/b][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/9/93/Bag_Pok%C3%A9_Ball_Sprite.png"] 5x Pokéball[/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-An_FTtpjfCc/TgPW1g_QNMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XqemkqFR3BY/s1600/PokedexIV.png"] PokéDex
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/8/8d/Bag_Journal_Sprite.png"] Journal
[img src="http://www.serebii.net/itemdex/sprites/holocaster.png" style="max-width:100%;"] Holocaster
[img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/c/c7/Bag_Town_Map_Sprite.png"] [a href="http://godairegion.proboards.com/thread/10/town-map-godai-region"]Town Map[/a][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Trainer Advancement[/font][/font][/i][/div]
[div align="center"][b]Advancement Points:[/b] 0[/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dotted;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="”center”"]Tier 0[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Pokemon[/font][/font][/i][/div]
[div align="center"][b]Total EXP Gained:[/b] 0[/div]
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dotted;width:750px;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/remoraid.gif" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]Remoraid[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 5[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Pulse
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Type:[/b] Water
[b]Ability:[/b] Sniper
[b]Height:[/b] 2’0”
[b]Weight:[/b] 26.5 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Scrawny
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Medium Fast
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (7/9)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 0
[b]Level:[/b] 5
[b]Division:[/b] D8
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 55
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 1[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 6 (10%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 21[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 6 (10%)[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 21[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dotted;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
[b]1. Water Gun[/b]
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
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[b]Item:[/b][/td][/tr][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;width:50%;" colspan="2"]
[spoiler]{Pulse}A bit of a loner, she had no friends or family, all of them either scooped up by humans or hunting Pokemon. One day she was attacked by a Pelipper, this poor girl was left to fend for herself on the docks of Amadour Port. Picked up by a young man and nursed back to health, she decided her chances of survival were greatly increased if she stuck with the kind human.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]{PC Box: Stored Pokemon}
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dotted;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"][img src="https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/8/8e/Spr_3r_000.png" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]??[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level ##[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] -
[b]Gender:[/b] -
[b]Type:[/b] -
[b]Ability:[/b] -
[b]Height:[/b] -
[b]Weight:[/b] -
[b]Health:[/b] -
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] -
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (#/#)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] #
[b]Level:[/b] #
[b]Division:[/b] D#
[b]Total Stats:[/b] #
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] # (##%)[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] # (##%)[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
#. -
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
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-
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-
[b]Item:[/b][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div][/spoiler]
[div align="center"][i][font size="6"][font face="Times"]Journal[/font][/font][/i][/div][spoiler]{Adventure Log}
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dotted;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"]Topic/Event[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"]EXP Gained[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"]Dians[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"]AP[/div][/td][td style="border:1px dotted;"][div align="center"]Misc[/div][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div][/spoiler]{Nate Declaration}
Remoraid Caught at Level 5 Nickname: Pulse Gender: Female Type: Water Ability: Sniper Height: 2’0” Weight: 26.5 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (7/9) EXP Gained: 0 Level: 5 Division: D8 Total Stats: 55
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Water Gun Unique Moves: - - - - Item: |
{Pulse}A bit of a loner, she had no friends or family, all of them either scooped up by humans or hunting Pokemon. One day she was attacked by a Pelipper, this poor girl was left to fend for herself on the docks of Amadour Port. Picked up by a young man and nursed back to health, she decided her chances of survival were greatly increased if she stuck with the kind human. | |
[div align="center"][table style="border:1px dotted;width:700px;"][tbody][tr][td style="border:1px dotted;width:25%;"][div align="center"][img src="http://www.pkparaiso.com/imagenes/xy/sprites/animados/remoraid.gif" style="max-width:100%;"]
[b][u]Remoraid[/u][/b]
Caught at [b]Level 5[/b][/div]
[b]Nickname:[/b] Pulse
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Type:[/b] Water
[b]Ability:[/b] Sniper
[b]Height:[/b] 2’0”
[b]Weight:[/b] 26.5 lbs
[b]Health:[/b] Scrawny
[b]EXP Rate:[/b] Medium Fast
[b]EXP Gauge:[/b] (7/9)
[b]EXP Gained:[/b] 0
[b]Level:[/b] 5
[b]Division:[/b] D8
[b]Total Stats:[/b] 55
[ul][li][b]Attack:[/b] 1[/li][li][b]Defense:[/b] 6 (10%)[/li][li][b]Sp. Attack:[/b] 21[/li][li][b]Sp. Defense:[/b] 6 (10%)[/li][li][b]Speed:[/b] 21[/li][/ul]
[i]Vitamins Used:[/i] None[/td][td style="border:1px dotted;width:25%;"][b]Moveset:[/b]
[b]1. Water Gun[/b]
[b]Unique Moves:[/b]
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[b]Item:[/b][/td][/tr][tr][td colspan="2" style="border:1px dotted;width:50%;"]
[spoiler]{Pulse}A bit of a loner, she had no friends or family, all of them either scooped up by humans or hunting Pokemon. One day she was attacked by a Pelipper, this poor girl was left to fend for herself on the docks of Amadour Port. Picked up by a young man and nursed back to health, she decided her chances of survival were greatly increased if she stuck with the kind human.[/spoiler]
[/td][/tr][/tbody][/table][/div]{Pokemon Preferences}
{Allie's Preferences}
Most Starters (Not Swampert/Emboar/Chestnaught)
Crobat*
Arcanine
Magnezone
Cloyster
Kingdra*
Starmie
Electivire
Magmortar
Gyarados
Most Eeveelutions
Porygon Z
Togekiss
Shuckle
Gardevoir/Gallade
Probopass
Aggron
Milotic
Dusknoir
Roserade
Lucario
Rotom
Archeops
Zoruark
Vanilluxe
Klinklang
Chandelure
Haxorus
Volcarona*
Florges
Aegislash
Noivern
Wishiwashi
Golisopod
Silvally
Dragonite
Tyranitar
Slaking
Salamence
Metagross
Garchomp
Hydreigon
Carbink
Goodra
Kommo-o
Most Starters (Not Swampert/Emboar/Chestnaught)
Crobat*
Arcanine
Magnezone
Cloyster
Kingdra*
Starmie
Electivire
Magmortar
Gyarados
Most Eeveelutions
Porygon Z
Togekiss
Shuckle
Gardevoir/Gallade
Probopass
Aggron
Milotic
Dusknoir
Roserade
Lucario
Rotom
Archeops
Zoruark
Vanilluxe
Klinklang
Chandelure
Haxorus
Volcarona*
Florges
Aegislash
Noivern
Wishiwashi
Golisopod
Silvally
Dragonite
Tyranitar
Slaking
Salamence
Metagross
Garchomp
Hydreigon
Carbink
Goodra
Kommo-o
{Nate's Preferences}
All Calta Pokemon/Gen 8
All Calta Pokemon/Gen 8
Journal 
