Post by Lady Frost on Sept 27, 2012 19:22:24 GMT 11
Name: Frost Senna Arei
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Trainer Type: Lady
Hometown: Vermillion City
Appearance: Its as if there is a whole tragedy hidden within her expression, her raining hazel eyes staring forward unforgiving, her lips thin and judgemental. She is of average height for a woman though she is much thinner and less developed than she ought to be.. She carries herself gracefully though that doesn't seem to be a direct result of her upbringing. Frail in stature yes, but for actual reason. It is not a rehearsed meakness. Everything about her is pale as if she's slowly losing color in her hair, her cheeks, her eyes, and her skin.
She does not dress in what is advised for a lady, but what is comfortable to her. Male's clothing, often her father's old dress shirts, and her mother's skirts, sometimes jeans, coupled with soft boots and tank tops are the majority of what adorn her.
Personality: Frost is much too quiet. She seems entirely observant and then promptly unamused and judgemental of those around her. Socially she may as well not be there because she adds little to the conversation. When she does speak up people often find her outlandish or depressing so most stay clear of her. Those who do know anything about her seem to treat her with a curious respect and pity. She seems to regard them even less patiently. In short she is the sad crazy rich girl...on a good day.
Sometimes the nightmares, and the memories get bad. Sometimes she is taken back to the day her mother passed, and sometimes she is filled to the brim with rage toward everyone around her. Her therapist is doing all that he can to help her become more socially active with people, whilst failing to explain to her why her father makes little to no effort to see her. On those days is when she realizes her surroundings, and is overcome with grief and lonliness again, there is a fine line between personality and...something else.
Toward pokemon, Frost seems to show an air of nuetrality if anything. She seems just as weary around them as she is with other people.
History:
Mr. Arei was a scientist studying pokemon, but his focus was more toward some of the anomalies in the pokemon world. He was one of the first to discover what is now called a "shiny" pokemon and for a long while he worked in one of the only labs to have one. Mrs. Arei was also a scientist, but her focus was more on pscycology. She studied the intelligence of pokemon and how it varied from species to species. The happy couple wed for nine years, took their daughter, Frost on every expedition they were able. The family was well off, their findings fruitful. They wanted for nothing and even had a nice home all bought and paid for on the Vermillion harbor. They often found themselves seaside anyway.
This particular expedition was one that Mrs. Arei was weary of bringing their daughter on, but she did not voice the opinion. Frost can still remember asking her mother if she was upset about something. Even for one so small, Frost was an observer. Mrs. Arei assured her daughter that nothing was wrong and the family went off as planned. The trip was to a small island in the seas far west of Pallet Town and Cinnabar. It was rumored that the pokemon there were larger than normal as reported by some of the excited fisherman that ventured out that way. It was also rumored that the seas there could be particularly tricky to navigate. Father was of course eager. Mother was weary.
Pokemon toward the unnamed island far to the west were indeed larger. Much larger. Their boat, meager as it was, was victim to a grandscale something slicing a large hole through it like a young meowth batting a string. Everything was a whir, research papers, father's expensive tripod and his expensive camera man both fell to the waters below and did not resurface. Frost was picked up multiple times that night and sat back down in the panic. Scenes are often missing when she thinks back on them. She remembers the life raft, and her father and mother joining her and the ship captain on the raft. She remembers her father screaming something toward her mother who was getting back in the ship for some reason, but only the sound of his voice as her eyes were else where. The monstorous shape that darted beneath the boat had only just before she'd stared at it, frozen in terror. It had a large surface, and what looked to be a large red eye. It stared back at her cruelly, and then as it disappeared beneath the ship, the ship itself began speeding away, carrying with it Mrs. Arei. The ship was beginning to move in slow circles at first before beginning to sink. For some reason the raft was only getting further away.
From that night on, Mr. Arei, overcome with greif, went on his expedtions alone. He researched alone. He ate alone. As a young lady Frost, feeling ignored and outraged took to keeping her own company as well. She herself poured over any texts she could find that might tell her more of the pokemon that killed her mother. She'd once found a book about mysterious islands that mentioned a giant ruthless water pokemon but it offered nothing more. She also found an image of a tentacruel and so far it had been what matched the description perfectly. She tried repeatedly to tell her father, but he would send her away in anger. After multiple ravings of giant pokemon that could capsize ships, Mr. Arei hired a therapist to set his daughter straight. The young woman having developed many problems due to neglect and to the trauma of that night was a special case. Night terrors, an irrational fear of bodies of water, and extreme lack of social ability were just a few. After a few years of standard methods, her therapist came to believe that maybe the young girl just couldn't bond with people and that perhaps pokemon might be the answer.
Goals:
-To get better. Her therapist believes that companionship with pokemon may be a good step toward healing.
-To find proof of the existence of the giant Tentacruel. Her father denies it's existence entirely, but Frost remembers that night entirely even if she were only six years old.
Other Info:
-The "Giant Tentacruel" does not have to necessarily be a giant tentacruel. She didn't get a perfect look at it, she just saw something red and it was very large. SOMEDAY in the rp I would love for her to encounter or be ballsy enough to seek out the monster. When and if it ever happens, if something fits the bill then by all means throw a curve ball.
-Some of my favorite pokemon are Clefairy, Dragonite, Raichu, Parasect, Gyarados
-Hoping to encounter and capture a pokemon that is terrifying when it evolves, but misleading in it's first stages. It would make for interesting character development.
-She has a fear of marine pokemon and is likely to avoid the water for as long as she can.
How did you find us?: Hunter posted a link on X-Generation
Application completed: [YES]
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Trainer Type: Lady
Hometown: Vermillion City
Appearance: Its as if there is a whole tragedy hidden within her expression, her raining hazel eyes staring forward unforgiving, her lips thin and judgemental. She is of average height for a woman though she is much thinner and less developed than she ought to be.. She carries herself gracefully though that doesn't seem to be a direct result of her upbringing. Frail in stature yes, but for actual reason. It is not a rehearsed meakness. Everything about her is pale as if she's slowly losing color in her hair, her cheeks, her eyes, and her skin.
She does not dress in what is advised for a lady, but what is comfortable to her. Male's clothing, often her father's old dress shirts, and her mother's skirts, sometimes jeans, coupled with soft boots and tank tops are the majority of what adorn her.
Personality: Frost is much too quiet. She seems entirely observant and then promptly unamused and judgemental of those around her. Socially she may as well not be there because she adds little to the conversation. When she does speak up people often find her outlandish or depressing so most stay clear of her. Those who do know anything about her seem to treat her with a curious respect and pity. She seems to regard them even less patiently. In short she is the sad crazy rich girl...on a good day.
Sometimes the nightmares, and the memories get bad. Sometimes she is taken back to the day her mother passed, and sometimes she is filled to the brim with rage toward everyone around her. Her therapist is doing all that he can to help her become more socially active with people, whilst failing to explain to her why her father makes little to no effort to see her. On those days is when she realizes her surroundings, and is overcome with grief and lonliness again, there is a fine line between personality and...something else.
Toward pokemon, Frost seems to show an air of nuetrality if anything. She seems just as weary around them as she is with other people.
History:
Mr. Arei was a scientist studying pokemon, but his focus was more toward some of the anomalies in the pokemon world. He was one of the first to discover what is now called a "shiny" pokemon and for a long while he worked in one of the only labs to have one. Mrs. Arei was also a scientist, but her focus was more on pscycology. She studied the intelligence of pokemon and how it varied from species to species. The happy couple wed for nine years, took their daughter, Frost on every expedition they were able. The family was well off, their findings fruitful. They wanted for nothing and even had a nice home all bought and paid for on the Vermillion harbor. They often found themselves seaside anyway.
This particular expedition was one that Mrs. Arei was weary of bringing their daughter on, but she did not voice the opinion. Frost can still remember asking her mother if she was upset about something. Even for one so small, Frost was an observer. Mrs. Arei assured her daughter that nothing was wrong and the family went off as planned. The trip was to a small island in the seas far west of Pallet Town and Cinnabar. It was rumored that the pokemon there were larger than normal as reported by some of the excited fisherman that ventured out that way. It was also rumored that the seas there could be particularly tricky to navigate. Father was of course eager. Mother was weary.
Pokemon toward the unnamed island far to the west were indeed larger. Much larger. Their boat, meager as it was, was victim to a grandscale something slicing a large hole through it like a young meowth batting a string. Everything was a whir, research papers, father's expensive tripod and his expensive camera man both fell to the waters below and did not resurface. Frost was picked up multiple times that night and sat back down in the panic. Scenes are often missing when she thinks back on them. She remembers the life raft, and her father and mother joining her and the ship captain on the raft. She remembers her father screaming something toward her mother who was getting back in the ship for some reason, but only the sound of his voice as her eyes were else where. The monstorous shape that darted beneath the boat had only just before she'd stared at it, frozen in terror. It had a large surface, and what looked to be a large red eye. It stared back at her cruelly, and then as it disappeared beneath the ship, the ship itself began speeding away, carrying with it Mrs. Arei. The ship was beginning to move in slow circles at first before beginning to sink. For some reason the raft was only getting further away.
From that night on, Mr. Arei, overcome with greif, went on his expedtions alone. He researched alone. He ate alone. As a young lady Frost, feeling ignored and outraged took to keeping her own company as well. She herself poured over any texts she could find that might tell her more of the pokemon that killed her mother. She'd once found a book about mysterious islands that mentioned a giant ruthless water pokemon but it offered nothing more. She also found an image of a tentacruel and so far it had been what matched the description perfectly. She tried repeatedly to tell her father, but he would send her away in anger. After multiple ravings of giant pokemon that could capsize ships, Mr. Arei hired a therapist to set his daughter straight. The young woman having developed many problems due to neglect and to the trauma of that night was a special case. Night terrors, an irrational fear of bodies of water, and extreme lack of social ability were just a few. After a few years of standard methods, her therapist came to believe that maybe the young girl just couldn't bond with people and that perhaps pokemon might be the answer.
Goals:
-To get better. Her therapist believes that companionship with pokemon may be a good step toward healing.
-To find proof of the existence of the giant Tentacruel. Her father denies it's existence entirely, but Frost remembers that night entirely even if she were only six years old.
Other Info:
-The "Giant Tentacruel" does not have to necessarily be a giant tentacruel. She didn't get a perfect look at it, she just saw something red and it was very large. SOMEDAY in the rp I would love for her to encounter or be ballsy enough to seek out the monster. When and if it ever happens, if something fits the bill then by all means throw a curve ball.
-Some of my favorite pokemon are Clefairy, Dragonite, Raichu, Parasect, Gyarados
-Hoping to encounter and capture a pokemon that is terrifying when it evolves, but misleading in it's first stages. It would make for interesting character development.
-She has a fear of marine pokemon and is likely to avoid the water for as long as she can.
How did you find us?: Hunter posted a link on X-Generation
Application completed: [YES]
