anastasia fortescue

[shrimp]

Name: Anastasia Fortescue

Age: 16


Gender: Female


Trainer Type: Coordinator


Hometown: Lavender Town, Kanto


Appearance:

Standing above many other competitive coordinators, Anastasia is 5'9. She doesn't necessarily like this - she simply ends up being spotted a lot easily than she would like, causing her to become easily irritated when some very energetic person comes up to her with that childish look in their eye. Nonetheless, she will turn around, glaring at them with those icy-blue eyes of hers, hoping that they'll turn around and (run away) leave.

She walks rather gracefully; her height may simply show off her dancer's body - she had trained in the art of dance since she was a young girl, and now being a 16 year old, has long, strong legs that are accompanied by a slightly more womanly figure.

Light brown locks flow from the girl's hair in a wavy pattern, ending at her shoulders. Normally, with the use of hair products, it is kept at a relatively smooth texture. However, it becomes frizzy after a period of time - the hair products can only keep the frizziness in captivity for so long. In addition, the hair simply gets in her eyes when she's moving around - she simply refuses to wear it in a ponytail.

Her is slightly narrowed on the bottom, but relatively round throughout. The girl's forehead is large, making it easily noticeable by others - especially in the sunlight, when the sun's rays almost seem to reflect off of her forehead. Due to living in a wealthy family, Anastasia's cheeks are not bone-thin. However, they are not considered to be pudgy either. Instead, a happy-medium is created between the two contrasting traits - her cheeks are not too narrow, but not too chubby. They are in a aesthetically pleasing ratio in comparison to her face as a whole. Ana also has a cleft chin - a trait which she dislikes profusely. To her chagrin, it's prominent makes her feel more man-like.


Personality:
Truth be told, Ana's outwardly appearance is cold and isolated. She rarely speaks to most people, preferring to walk about with an air of power, making sure that nobody dares to talk trash about her in front of her face. She dons an impenetrable expression on her face, and at times appears to not be listening to the conversation. In some ways, it's like talking to a stone statue.

However, Ana merely keeps this façade in order to prevent herself from hearing things that she'd rather not keep in mind. Rumors spread quickly; she's been called "icy", or "a total *****, don't go near her." The crude ones even call her "silent but deadly", because they simply must associate somebody with flatulence.

You would think that Ana is simply able to brush this off of her shoulders. But this simply is not the case. Insults, comments that are mentioned offhandedly by a person, all stick to her mind like duct tape on... well just about anything. She keeps these comments to heart, hoping that someday, she'll have the guts to simply change her outward persona. Perhaps in the future she'll be showing more of her inner self to others.

Speaking of her inner self, occasionally these certain traits shall emerge under extreme stress or whilst talking about something that she absolutely loves. However, for Ana both anger and passion come hand-and-hand, for the one thing that she loves most is forced upon her by her overbearing parents, causing her to dislike her hobby a lot more than she should. In some senses, she hates the activity that her parents have signed her up for. It takes up so much time and effort that she may simply scream in frustration. But the end result is just so beautiful that she feels like she's on top of the world. An attention-grabber at heart, Ana simply wants to be noticed in a good way. Therefore, dance is a wonderful option for her, which she hopes to be able to utilize as a new coordinator.

Due to the fact that Ana cares much about how she looks and is viewed, it is rather hard for her to make up her mind about many actions. Should she go to the party, or stay home? What color shirt should she wear today? All of these questions take a rather long time for Ana to answer, for she simply would rather be left alone to her own devices, simply living a life without having to care about her social standing. However, this is impossible, causing her to be forced to face reality and eventually make a decision. Making a decision may cause her to become frustrated for some time, making her very irritable during this time of decision-making.

But all of that time deciding has made Ana a thinker. Her thoughts contemplate the surroundings, the events, the people around her as well. She can simply be an observer, watching for any trouble, or noticing something amiss in a conversation. She doesn't normally interfere however, although she may watch an event simply out of curiosity; her mother's gossiping ways have been passed down to her daughter, unfortunately.

History:
Mr. and Mrs. Fortescue's first born daughter - Eliza, was a beauty. She had a gorgeous mane of golden hair, with her mother's mysterious blue eyes. Day after day, they would watch as their little girl grew up before their eyes. Anastasia was born not long afterward - Eliza was 7 when Ana was just out of the womb.

At the age of 12, Eliza left to become a "pokemon master", and she seemed to excel. The older sister hadn't had enough time to play with 5 year old Ana, however, and for a long time, Ana continued to wonder how her sister had turned out - she didn't write much, nor did she visit. And one day, she simply disappeared all together.

Ross and Evangelina were never the same afterwards. The mother began to exhibit strange wishes that all culminated with Ana's avoidance of pokemon training. She wanted to forbid her from even leaving home. But at the tender age of 12, Ana simply wanted to do whatever her classmates were attending. She cried and begged to go, but to no avail. Instead she took dance classes. So one day, father and daughter walked down a road which was eerily familiar to the man.

The teacher recognized him, promised that she'd take good care of his offspring. She'd teach her how to excel in the art of dance. So Ana began her daily ritual of dance and training, each one helping the other in a wonderful way.

"She's like her father, that one."

The teacher's words were encouraging to Ana, comparing her to the dad that she loved, the one who was increasingly called away to Goldenrod City on business. The one who started to have fights with her mother. But she paid them no mind. After all, that was how normal marriages went, right?

But along with the strained relationship of her parents came Ana's initiation into puberty. Kids began to make fun of her long neck, calling her "swan face", and other names that she felt was ridiculous. She cried herself to sleep every night, wishing that she could just not care anymore. So that's what she did, or at least tried to do. Her parents noticed the stony silence that penetrated the atmosphere whenever their daughter walked by. They were worried, but assumed that it was just a phase, similar to the strain in their marriage.

Ana continued on her path, dancing, training, learning. Eventually, the teasing was downgraded to simple whispering behind her back. She did mind, but the emotions playing around in her head were not shown on her face. So in that sense, she became almost like a rag doll - the same face drawn on every day, being flopped around, twisted and turned into something that not even Ana could recognize. She was simply a robot - following the orders computed by others.

So why did she continue on this pathway that everyone else followed? She didn't know. But one thing was for sure - somewhere along the line, the girl had become disoriented, her aim in life becoming unclear. So she left. She simply packed up her clothes, brought her entire life savings, and set out to become a coordinator (at the not-so-tender age of 16). Her mother was rather upset about this, but unlike her sister, Ana wrote every single day, mailing letters back home whenever she could.

Sometimes it was hard - sometimes she just wanted to go home. But leaving home... Well, it felt like she was one step closer to her sister, and that made her trudge on. She kept her stoic (and slightly irritated) expression, refusing to let anyone try to bring her down. And on the off hours between coordinating and training, she looked for her long lost sister.

She hasn't found her yet, but perhaps some day she will.

Goals:
- to become a successful coordinator
- to find her sister someday
- to eat things other than instant food, which also branches out into learning how to make a fire, so she can cook


Other Info:


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Pokemon In Party

Squirtle
Name: TRANQUILLUS
Gender: MALE ♂
Level: 8
Attacks: Tackle, Tail Whip, Bubble
Ability: Torrent
Nature/Personality: Gentle

Pokémon Box

Bill's PC

[latani]

Inventory

Item: Poké Ball X5

Item: Great Ball X1

Item: Full Heal X2

Item: Revive X1

Item: Potion X3

Item: Map of Johto

TM/HM Case

~empty~

[shrimp]

Wish as I wish
Wish as I might
Grant me this One Small Wish
On Christmas Night

{WISH LIST OF ANASTASIA FORTESCUE [this will be pretty-fied later. much later]

RALTS {--}
COMBUSKEN {--}
ABSOL {--}
IGGLYBUFF {--}
TOGEPI {--}
SWELLOW {--}
DRAGONAIR {--}
UMBREON {--}
VULPIX {--}