Post by baikokudo on Sept 4, 2010 10:14:15 GMT 11
Name: Baikokudo, but always refers to him as Black
Gender: ♂
Age: 9teen
Appearance: Black is usually wearing something.... Yes, you guessed it, black. However, he could only afford three pairs of Black sweaters which seem to be enough for the teenager. All of his sweaters are of cotton, and are pretty thick, coming along with an oversized-hood and pouch for his hands (and poke`balls if he had them) to rest in. Despite his name, he isn't tacky enough to dress in Black bottom wear as well, usually contrasting to some beige cargo pants, or some blue jeans, usually very relaxed and comfortable, but also trying to pull off a look of 'cool'. Rounding off with any sort of sneakers, that always happen to be the epitome of clean, at least at the start of the day.
But enough about attire, he has other.... pronounced features, such as his easily-identifiable tan skin, looks almost like a peach. He also have long locks of White hair, that never seem to get in his eyes, which happen to finally not contrast to his name; Black.
Personality: Black was very kind and sociable despite his appearance, which sometimes slips into his current web of emotions. Black handles things very oddly. He no longer makes the effort to develop a friendship and is satisfied by just meeting and exchanging names. Also, he's prone to fits of anger when something doesn't meet his expectations.
All in all, Black is a bipolar oxymoron, one minute he'll regard you as a friend, and the other minute, after a bitter bout of yelling, he'll leave you high and dry. If you're a person anyway...
Black is almost as strange with pokemon. He couldn't care much about a pokemon that isn't his, being hurt or even dying.... but his own.... he treats with respect and is willing to do just about anything for their safety.
History: Born in Azalea town, he seems to be familiar with the town. He was always a happy child, treating everyone with respect, and even working part time for Kurt, gathering material for his Pokeball craftsman ship. Kurt had handed him one of his special balls, and told him to head out to Route 33 and stay as close as possible to Azalea Town to avoid the higher level pokemon with assurance that the first pokemon he saw, he'd be able to catch with relative easy if he threw it fast enough.
Without much doubt.... Black had caught his very own pokemon, a Poochyena and rejoiced in the town, proclaiming to take down Bugsy, their Gym Leader, being quite the over zealous child. But not even a month later, Team Rocket had started showing up to cut off the Slowpoke Tails, and the ambitious but naive Black met up with them for a challenge. Black fought on bravely against the grunts but his weakened Poochyena fell out to more reinforcements and his pokemon was eventually stolen from him.
Black was found the next morning and taken for care but he wouldn't mention the situation to anyone, merely blaming the Slowpoke on attacking his Pokemon and blaming Bugsy for not taking care of Team Rocket.
Shortly after that.... his old parents had slowly passed away to old age relatively in quick succession of each other, leaving Black a small house to stay in for a while.
As the years passed, Black had over heard on the radio, Professor Oak(?) who had stopped in New Bark town offering people the chance to become a Pokemon Trainer. As soon as he heard the news.... he sold the deed to the house and paid for an escort to the town, hoping to have his second shot at being a Pokemon Master.
Other info: I wanna make a black joke.
How did you find us? Latani put up an ad and I found it! Tada~
Gender: ♂
Age: 9teen
Appearance: Black is usually wearing something.... Yes, you guessed it, black. However, he could only afford three pairs of Black sweaters which seem to be enough for the teenager. All of his sweaters are of cotton, and are pretty thick, coming along with an oversized-hood and pouch for his hands (and poke`balls if he had them) to rest in. Despite his name, he isn't tacky enough to dress in Black bottom wear as well, usually contrasting to some beige cargo pants, or some blue jeans, usually very relaxed and comfortable, but also trying to pull off a look of 'cool'. Rounding off with any sort of sneakers, that always happen to be the epitome of clean, at least at the start of the day.
But enough about attire, he has other.... pronounced features, such as his easily-identifiable tan skin, looks almost like a peach. He also have long locks of White hair, that never seem to get in his eyes, which happen to finally not contrast to his name; Black.
Personality: Black was very kind and sociable despite his appearance, which sometimes slips into his current web of emotions. Black handles things very oddly. He no longer makes the effort to develop a friendship and is satisfied by just meeting and exchanging names. Also, he's prone to fits of anger when something doesn't meet his expectations.
All in all, Black is a bipolar oxymoron, one minute he'll regard you as a friend, and the other minute, after a bitter bout of yelling, he'll leave you high and dry. If you're a person anyway...
Black is almost as strange with pokemon. He couldn't care much about a pokemon that isn't his, being hurt or even dying.... but his own.... he treats with respect and is willing to do just about anything for their safety.
History: Born in Azalea town, he seems to be familiar with the town. He was always a happy child, treating everyone with respect, and even working part time for Kurt, gathering material for his Pokeball craftsman ship. Kurt had handed him one of his special balls, and told him to head out to Route 33 and stay as close as possible to Azalea Town to avoid the higher level pokemon with assurance that the first pokemon he saw, he'd be able to catch with relative easy if he threw it fast enough.
Without much doubt.... Black had caught his very own pokemon, a Poochyena and rejoiced in the town, proclaiming to take down Bugsy, their Gym Leader, being quite the over zealous child. But not even a month later, Team Rocket had started showing up to cut off the Slowpoke Tails, and the ambitious but naive Black met up with them for a challenge. Black fought on bravely against the grunts but his weakened Poochyena fell out to more reinforcements and his pokemon was eventually stolen from him.
Black was found the next morning and taken for care but he wouldn't mention the situation to anyone, merely blaming the Slowpoke on attacking his Pokemon and blaming Bugsy for not taking care of Team Rocket.
Shortly after that.... his old parents had slowly passed away to old age relatively in quick succession of each other, leaving Black a small house to stay in for a while.
As the years passed, Black had over heard on the radio, Professor Oak(?) who had stopped in New Bark town offering people the chance to become a Pokemon Trainer. As soon as he heard the news.... he sold the deed to the house and paid for an escort to the town, hoping to have his second shot at being a Pokemon Master.
Other info: I wanna make a black joke.
How did you find us? Latani put up an ad and I found it! Tada~
