Post by Conan Shan on Apr 10, 2010 9:39:24 GMT 11
Name: Conan Shan
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Conan is a tall individual with broad shoulders, he has long blonde that often shifts between hanging down long or tied back into a ponytail. His eyes have been described as a cold blue colour, but the smile on face usually brings much more warmth to his appearance. He had a goatee that goes all around his mouth, and a long beard usually twisted into a pair of braids, this combined with his height (6"2) and his large frame (weighting 240 lbs of untoned muscle), gives him a very Nordic look, all he's missing is a helmet and axe and one might think he was Viking.
Conan is usually adorned in a simple T-shirt, often black or white, depending on what's clean and how warm or cold it is outside, this combined with a pair of jeans, usually blue or black, some with a sandy, faded look to them, vintage he calls it. His feet are almost always covered in a good sturdy pair of boots. Since deciding to become a Pokémon trainer, he's invested in a thick reptile skin duster jacket, which can keep him warm and well covered in bad weather, but can be thrown over his bag when the Sun is shining.
Personality: Conan has a heart to match his body, in otherwords, its very big. Fond of his friends and fond of his family, Conan is quick to come to their aid for problems both big and small, some say he suffers from "Knight in Shining Armour Syndrome," he says the same thing, he just doesn't describe it as being something he "suffers from." He's very fond of what he calls "Comradarie" which he describes as a special kind of friendship, that can only be formed when people go through things together, when life puts them together and they experience some of the same things, so a part of them is the same. He's also quite fond of friendly banter, the back and forth chit-chat, name calling and a test of wits.
Conan has some streets smarts about him, but he's not too great in the booksmarts department, was never any good at math, chemistry or any of that. One thing he is good at though, is being big. He is, by nature, a big brother (and not just because of his size), he likes to protect the little guy, and at his own size and weight, not many people can throw a punch as hard as he can, and he can take as much as he can give. He's by no means a bully and never uses his mighty muscles without suitable cause, but when he does, well if he was a pokémon, he'd probably be a Machamp! As it would happen he's handy at wrestling. Conan is also a natural at storytelling, excellent with young children, and not to shabby at making food with limited supplies, even better with good supplies!
History:
Conan Shan was born twenty two years ago, a big, big beautiful bouncing baby boy, doted upon by loving parents and raised in a healthy environment. Even in his younger years he was one for adventure and miscreant-ism, many a time he came home needing a bandage for a boo-boo. But still, there was almost always a smile on his face, especially when his friends were roughing housing, climbing trees or cliffs or out in some forest, getting lost and taking part in some impromptu camping. Yes, he was an awkward child, a constant worry, but he was a happy child.
As he got bigger (and by his claims, eating all of his vegetables helped), he also got bolder, out camping for longer periods, constantly doing something more dangerous, getting into fights with the kids from the other towns when he and his (all not teenage) friends went to try out their fake I.D.'s and score some ladies. It rarely worked.
At eighteen Conan finished up school, not one for college he got a job working at the local mechanics, starting off just making trips to the local place that sold coffee and a sandwich, cleaning up and finding tools, until he had learned a thing or two about fixing things. It was, while a paying job and money in the hand, nothing that really appealed to him, it didn't satisfy his need for adventure, to struggle through rain & wind, sleeping under the stars and wrestling bears. That was the life he needed! It was one day very recently that he read an article about one of his friends who had gone off to become a pokémon trainer, seemed to be doing things quite well for himself. Conan knew what he had to do. He finished up at Quincy's mechanics, and decided that very soon, he'd go visit Prof Oak!
Other info:
His favourite types of pokémon are, in order: Psychic (Especially Alakazam), Fighting (especially Machamp) and Fire (especially Charizard), but would give "special mentions" to Gyarados, Feraligatr & Nidoking
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Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Conan is a tall individual with broad shoulders, he has long blonde that often shifts between hanging down long or tied back into a ponytail. His eyes have been described as a cold blue colour, but the smile on face usually brings much more warmth to his appearance. He had a goatee that goes all around his mouth, and a long beard usually twisted into a pair of braids, this combined with his height (6"2) and his large frame (weighting 240 lbs of untoned muscle), gives him a very Nordic look, all he's missing is a helmet and axe and one might think he was Viking.
Conan is usually adorned in a simple T-shirt, often black or white, depending on what's clean and how warm or cold it is outside, this combined with a pair of jeans, usually blue or black, some with a sandy, faded look to them, vintage he calls it. His feet are almost always covered in a good sturdy pair of boots. Since deciding to become a Pokémon trainer, he's invested in a thick reptile skin duster jacket, which can keep him warm and well covered in bad weather, but can be thrown over his bag when the Sun is shining.
Personality: Conan has a heart to match his body, in otherwords, its very big. Fond of his friends and fond of his family, Conan is quick to come to their aid for problems both big and small, some say he suffers from "Knight in Shining Armour Syndrome," he says the same thing, he just doesn't describe it as being something he "suffers from." He's very fond of what he calls "Comradarie" which he describes as a special kind of friendship, that can only be formed when people go through things together, when life puts them together and they experience some of the same things, so a part of them is the same. He's also quite fond of friendly banter, the back and forth chit-chat, name calling and a test of wits.
Conan has some streets smarts about him, but he's not too great in the booksmarts department, was never any good at math, chemistry or any of that. One thing he is good at though, is being big. He is, by nature, a big brother (and not just because of his size), he likes to protect the little guy, and at his own size and weight, not many people can throw a punch as hard as he can, and he can take as much as he can give. He's by no means a bully and never uses his mighty muscles without suitable cause, but when he does, well if he was a pokémon, he'd probably be a Machamp! As it would happen he's handy at wrestling. Conan is also a natural at storytelling, excellent with young children, and not to shabby at making food with limited supplies, even better with good supplies!
History:
Conan Shan was born twenty two years ago, a big, big beautiful bouncing baby boy, doted upon by loving parents and raised in a healthy environment. Even in his younger years he was one for adventure and miscreant-ism, many a time he came home needing a bandage for a boo-boo. But still, there was almost always a smile on his face, especially when his friends were roughing housing, climbing trees or cliffs or out in some forest, getting lost and taking part in some impromptu camping. Yes, he was an awkward child, a constant worry, but he was a happy child.
As he got bigger (and by his claims, eating all of his vegetables helped), he also got bolder, out camping for longer periods, constantly doing something more dangerous, getting into fights with the kids from the other towns when he and his (all not teenage) friends went to try out their fake I.D.'s and score some ladies. It rarely worked.
At eighteen Conan finished up school, not one for college he got a job working at the local mechanics, starting off just making trips to the local place that sold coffee and a sandwich, cleaning up and finding tools, until he had learned a thing or two about fixing things. It was, while a paying job and money in the hand, nothing that really appealed to him, it didn't satisfy his need for adventure, to struggle through rain & wind, sleeping under the stars and wrestling bears. That was the life he needed! It was one day very recently that he read an article about one of his friends who had gone off to become a pokémon trainer, seemed to be doing things quite well for himself. Conan knew what he had to do. He finished up at Quincy's mechanics, and decided that very soon, he'd go visit Prof Oak!
Other info:
His favourite types of pokémon are, in order: Psychic (Especially Alakazam), Fighting (especially Machamp) and Fire (especially Charizard), but would give "special mentions" to Gyarados, Feraligatr & Nidoking
How did you find us? Ad placed up on another site by "Joey"