Post by poof on Jun 28, 2010 8:01:18 GMT 11
Name: Yazen Shaum
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-Six
Appearance:
Looking in the mirror Yazen frowned. He ran his fingers through his messy brown hair, trying to tame the short curls. Realizing there was no use taming the mess, he blinked dark brown eyes. Long lashes falling against high cheek bones to create a narrow face. Yazen gave up and began to try and find himself suitable clothes. Rustling through a dirty hamper he found a wearable pair of jeans and a white polo. Yazen believed wearing a polo no matter where, you would look professional. Quickly Yazen threw on his shoes, which were dirty running shoes. As Yazen began to leave he realized he'd forgotten to put his earring in. Quickly shoving the ring through and closing the clasp, he left.
Personality:
Yazen has always been a mysterious man. He would never let himself open up. This was in no way harmful to the man. Yazen had a cool and elegant sort of grace to him. Some would describe him as rather cold at times, thinking only of himself. Being brought up in a fancy school, Yazen was an intelligent man. He never once would miss an opportunity to flaunt his knowledge. Some would say Yazen had a big head, but he believed it was merely confidence. Yazen believes the word centers around him, and will not be ashamed to make that fact known.
Background:
Yazen was born in a region far away from Johto. His family came over on a giant ship in hopes of starting a new adventure. Yazen was only four when his family made the great move, but it became an essential part of his lifestyle. Yazen was treated to the finest school and the best servants money could provide. Yazen's lack of parents put a rather cold spin into his heart. Yazen never yearned or lusted for anything, as his every need was tailored too. Years went by and eventually Yazen became bored. He soon spent thousands of dollars on rare and exotic pokemon simply for the pleasure of seeing them.
This however became boring. Soon Yazen began to yearn for another way to spend his time. During a superficial dinner his never-home parents threw someone brought up the idea of Pokemon training. That night Yazen thought over the idea. Realizing that he would be able to enjoy pokemon's beauty from afar was not enough. Yazen thought the idea of pokemon training would suit him just find. He would be able to truly learn about the pokemon in which he lived near. Yazen began to plan for his adventure the next day.
Other info: N/A
How did you find us? Julia recruited me over FB.
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-Six
Appearance:
Looking in the mirror Yazen frowned. He ran his fingers through his messy brown hair, trying to tame the short curls. Realizing there was no use taming the mess, he blinked dark brown eyes. Long lashes falling against high cheek bones to create a narrow face. Yazen gave up and began to try and find himself suitable clothes. Rustling through a dirty hamper he found a wearable pair of jeans and a white polo. Yazen believed wearing a polo no matter where, you would look professional. Quickly Yazen threw on his shoes, which were dirty running shoes. As Yazen began to leave he realized he'd forgotten to put his earring in. Quickly shoving the ring through and closing the clasp, he left.
Personality:
Yazen has always been a mysterious man. He would never let himself open up. This was in no way harmful to the man. Yazen had a cool and elegant sort of grace to him. Some would describe him as rather cold at times, thinking only of himself. Being brought up in a fancy school, Yazen was an intelligent man. He never once would miss an opportunity to flaunt his knowledge. Some would say Yazen had a big head, but he believed it was merely confidence. Yazen believes the word centers around him, and will not be ashamed to make that fact known.
Background:
Yazen was born in a region far away from Johto. His family came over on a giant ship in hopes of starting a new adventure. Yazen was only four when his family made the great move, but it became an essential part of his lifestyle. Yazen was treated to the finest school and the best servants money could provide. Yazen's lack of parents put a rather cold spin into his heart. Yazen never yearned or lusted for anything, as his every need was tailored too. Years went by and eventually Yazen became bored. He soon spent thousands of dollars on rare and exotic pokemon simply for the pleasure of seeing them.
This however became boring. Soon Yazen began to yearn for another way to spend his time. During a superficial dinner his never-home parents threw someone brought up the idea of Pokemon training. That night Yazen thought over the idea. Realizing that he would be able to enjoy pokemon's beauty from afar was not enough. Yazen thought the idea of pokemon training would suit him just find. He would be able to truly learn about the pokemon in which he lived near. Yazen began to plan for his adventure the next day.
Other info: N/A
How did you find us? Julia recruited me over FB.
