Post by Sam on Oct 1, 2012 10:53:46 GMT 11
Name: Sam Lotte
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Trainer Type: Normal
Hometown: Viridian City, Kanto
Appearance: Puberty's somewhat of a mach truck, depending on who you are. In Sam's case it hit him pretty hard. Of course though, his genes and puberty seemed to have clash, leaving him with certain unfulfilled areas. His dark brown hair is rather shaggy, usually uncombed and left to natural shaping. No one really seems to notice though, because Sam's grey beanie is usually the focus of attention and not the hair underneath it. But his hair is long enough though that it protrudes out of the back of his beanie, tied in a small ponytail of sorts. He has substantial facial hair, giving him a somewhat decent goatee and a teeny tiny baby beard, which for some odd reason, has not grew since it's birth. The other parts of his body, armpits, chest, etc, other than his legs, are hairless. His eyes are light brown which often blend rather nicely with his light tan skin. Disregarding a few acne scars on the right side of his face, he thinks he's a relatively decent looking fellow.
Standing at 5'11, Sam reached his peak height at a young age. Weighing in at 171 pounds, he has decent muscle mass, but that pretty came from usual labor required activities. He used to be pretty lean, coupled with great definition. But nowadays the mass is there but the definition itself isn't. He's no longer as lean as he'd like to be, due to the various eating binges he partook in to deal with a short depressing period of time in his life. He was able to shed most of it off, but in recent times he's been too lazy to even consider it anymore.
Including his grey beanie, Sam's outfit is pretty simple. He owns a pair of black sweatpants, that although are fitted to the size of his legs, still hold the comfy feel that sweatpants tend to give. A plain white tee fits rather snugly on his torso. A pair of blue, low topped sneakers which are usually accompanied black socks that are hidden or camouflaged by his sweats. In colder weather, he has a yellow sweatshirt that has a loose fit to it except in the neck area. His bag, which isn't too large, but works for him, is a kind of swampy green, with a small bottom pocket and the usual upper area. Although we've already discussed the cold weather clothes, when it becomes cold to a certain extent, Sam'll wear a grey hoodie on top of everything else he'd be wearing, similar in color to his beanie.
Personality:
A little bit conflicted when it comes to how he feels. He gives his best effort to be kind, looking at the bright side of people and he succeeds, in person anyways. His mind at times can tend to be a mine field of negative thoughts about other people. This usually only happens with people he has no positive bias with though. When Sam takes a liking to someone, they're usually in the clear of that negativity.
Sam appears to be a confident dude, but honestly he's just masking the insecurities that pester his thoughts or at least he used. Well, they aren't as bad as he sounds, but the roots for his confidence and sometimes, although rare, cockiness stems from his believed shortcomings. His facade of false confidence eventually overtime, became real.
Real to the point where he began to stand up for his own beliefs whether or not they corresponded to society's accepted laws or if they were the popular choice. It didn't matter to him, he'd do want he wanted, not what others thought were standard or the social norm. Now that aside, Sam does have morals, and he follows them to heart. And at times his freelance attitude or his own set of morals can cause hindrance to him, but hey, nothing comes without a price.
History:
Being born into a mess of a family isn't too fun is it? At first, things were relatively normal, it was your standard family. Then, well, life happened. His father, who had been having an affair since the pregnancy, had finally left his mother. Now, he wasn't totally out of the picture, he sent frequent checks, albeit not as costly as what a court would deem acceptable. Regardless, it served it's purpose.
Not knowing how to cope with her boyfriend's departure, Sam's mother life spiraled downwards as she became an avid drunk. She knew her inability to stay sober hindered in her ability to be a suitable parent, therefore she hired a live in caretaker, or nanny. It wasn't really your traditional way of raising a kid, but it worked.right? Up until he turned 12, it practically the same thing, just a different nanny every few years or so. His mother felt that Sam was old enough to be able to take care of himself whilst she was gone or drunk and although at first it was a shaky start, he eventually proved her right.
Now although Sam was the type of kid that could do for himself, he wasn't necessarily your poster child for perfect. Fueled by his father's "abandonment" and his mother's reluctance to actually take care of him, insecurities filled his head left and right. Was he not good enough? Did anyone even care about him? He was able to suppress these feelings, hanging out with friends and whatnot, for a short while. But around 13, when puberty started coming into affect, it really got the best of him. The insecurities and depression that followed were usually overlooked, due to his new found "confidence."
After playing the part for so long, he actually became a confident person, it was like that you do something for such a long time, it sort of becomes second nature. With that in his bag, he started to realize all these things about himself that honestly never truly occurred to him. He was starting to think, that maybe he was wrong about himself all along. Now if he wrong about that, what else was he "wrong" about it? As he started to dwell into how he thought about life in general, he started to grow his own beliefs and started to think for himself and confine himself to the shackles of society.
As all this was coming into place for Sam, his mother, who was coming home from one of her usual drinking sessions, died in a car accident. The details were never truly given to him nor did things seem to add up, leading to his own suspicions. What struck him as odd, was that they never showed him or anyone for that matter, the body. At her burial service, the casket was closed and locked shut. It was far from normal, and the curiosity of it all, dictated his life for the short time he stayed in Viridian.
His dad, catching wind of this, decided to pay Sam a visit at the funeral. His father offered to help Sam throughout the ordeal, if he needed it. At first, he declined, and rather harshly at that, but his father left him a number in case he ever changed his mind. About a month passed, and he spent the entirety of it looking into his mother's death. He was almost certain she was alive, why else wouldn't they show the body? Finally, after weeks and weeks of pestering, he was shown the photographs of his mother when they found her at the crash. It was devastating and scarring to see, but he had to see it. Otherwise he would've never had closure. After seeing them, he realized that Viridian, or Kanto to be more broad, held nothing for him. It was just a place now.
He needed to get away, to start over somewhere else. Johto seemed like a reasonable place to do it. There was really no reason behind it, just came out of a random draw of places he could escape to. He called up his father, alerting him of his decision. And out of pure guilt, his father personally escorted him to Johto. And although Sam didn't really hold much negativity towards him, it was one of the most awkward rides in, well, ever.
Goals:
Other Info:
Sam has poor eyesight, he wears contacts. Without them anything long distance becomes more or less a blur.
How did you find us?: Googleeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Application completed: [YES]
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Trainer Type: Normal
Hometown: Viridian City, Kanto
Appearance: Puberty's somewhat of a mach truck, depending on who you are. In Sam's case it hit him pretty hard. Of course though, his genes and puberty seemed to have clash, leaving him with certain unfulfilled areas. His dark brown hair is rather shaggy, usually uncombed and left to natural shaping. No one really seems to notice though, because Sam's grey beanie is usually the focus of attention and not the hair underneath it. But his hair is long enough though that it protrudes out of the back of his beanie, tied in a small ponytail of sorts. He has substantial facial hair, giving him a somewhat decent goatee and a teeny tiny baby beard, which for some odd reason, has not grew since it's birth. The other parts of his body, armpits, chest, etc, other than his legs, are hairless. His eyes are light brown which often blend rather nicely with his light tan skin. Disregarding a few acne scars on the right side of his face, he thinks he's a relatively decent looking fellow.
Standing at 5'11, Sam reached his peak height at a young age. Weighing in at 171 pounds, he has decent muscle mass, but that pretty came from usual labor required activities. He used to be pretty lean, coupled with great definition. But nowadays the mass is there but the definition itself isn't. He's no longer as lean as he'd like to be, due to the various eating binges he partook in to deal with a short depressing period of time in his life. He was able to shed most of it off, but in recent times he's been too lazy to even consider it anymore.
Including his grey beanie, Sam's outfit is pretty simple. He owns a pair of black sweatpants, that although are fitted to the size of his legs, still hold the comfy feel that sweatpants tend to give. A plain white tee fits rather snugly on his torso. A pair of blue, low topped sneakers which are usually accompanied black socks that are hidden or camouflaged by his sweats. In colder weather, he has a yellow sweatshirt that has a loose fit to it except in the neck area. His bag, which isn't too large, but works for him, is a kind of swampy green, with a small bottom pocket and the usual upper area. Although we've already discussed the cold weather clothes, when it becomes cold to a certain extent, Sam'll wear a grey hoodie on top of everything else he'd be wearing, similar in color to his beanie.
Personality:
A little bit conflicted when it comes to how he feels. He gives his best effort to be kind, looking at the bright side of people and he succeeds, in person anyways. His mind at times can tend to be a mine field of negative thoughts about other people. This usually only happens with people he has no positive bias with though. When Sam takes a liking to someone, they're usually in the clear of that negativity.
Sam appears to be a confident dude, but honestly he's just masking the insecurities that pester his thoughts or at least he used. Well, they aren't as bad as he sounds, but the roots for his confidence and sometimes, although rare, cockiness stems from his believed shortcomings. His facade of false confidence eventually overtime, became real.
Real to the point where he began to stand up for his own beliefs whether or not they corresponded to society's accepted laws or if they were the popular choice. It didn't matter to him, he'd do want he wanted, not what others thought were standard or the social norm. Now that aside, Sam does have morals, and he follows them to heart. And at times his freelance attitude or his own set of morals can cause hindrance to him, but hey, nothing comes without a price.
History:
Being born into a mess of a family isn't too fun is it? At first, things were relatively normal, it was your standard family. Then, well, life happened. His father, who had been having an affair since the pregnancy, had finally left his mother. Now, he wasn't totally out of the picture, he sent frequent checks, albeit not as costly as what a court would deem acceptable. Regardless, it served it's purpose.
Not knowing how to cope with her boyfriend's departure, Sam's mother life spiraled downwards as she became an avid drunk. She knew her inability to stay sober hindered in her ability to be a suitable parent, therefore she hired a live in caretaker, or nanny. It wasn't really your traditional way of raising a kid, but it worked.
Now although Sam was the type of kid that could do for himself, he wasn't necessarily your poster child for perfect. Fueled by his father's "abandonment" and his mother's reluctance to actually take care of him, insecurities filled his head left and right. Was he not good enough? Did anyone even care about him? He was able to suppress these feelings, hanging out with friends and whatnot, for a short while. But around 13, when puberty started coming into affect, it really got the best of him. The insecurities and depression that followed were usually overlooked, due to his new found "confidence."
After playing the part for so long, he actually became a confident person, it was like that you do something for such a long time, it sort of becomes second nature. With that in his bag, he started to realize all these things about himself that honestly never truly occurred to him. He was starting to think, that maybe he was wrong about himself all along. Now if he wrong about that, what else was he "wrong" about it? As he started to dwell into how he thought about life in general, he started to grow his own beliefs and started to think for himself and confine himself to the shackles of society.
As all this was coming into place for Sam, his mother, who was coming home from one of her usual drinking sessions, died in a car accident. The details were never truly given to him nor did things seem to add up, leading to his own suspicions. What struck him as odd, was that they never showed him or anyone for that matter, the body. At her burial service, the casket was closed and locked shut. It was far from normal, and the curiosity of it all, dictated his life for the short time he stayed in Viridian.
His dad, catching wind of this, decided to pay Sam a visit at the funeral. His father offered to help Sam throughout the ordeal, if he needed it. At first, he declined, and rather harshly at that, but his father left him a number in case he ever changed his mind. About a month passed, and he spent the entirety of it looking into his mother's death. He was almost certain she was alive, why else wouldn't they show the body? Finally, after weeks and weeks of pestering, he was shown the photographs of his mother when they found her at the crash. It was devastating and scarring to see, but he had to see it. Otherwise he would've never had closure. After seeing them, he realized that Viridian, or Kanto to be more broad, held nothing for him. It was just a place now.
He needed to get away, to start over somewhere else. Johto seemed like a reasonable place to do it. There was really no reason behind it, just came out of a random draw of places he could escape to. He called up his father, alerting him of his decision. And out of pure guilt, his father personally escorted him to Johto. And although Sam didn't really hold much negativity towards him, it was one of the most awkward rides in, well, ever.
Goals:
- Start over from his less than desirable history in Kanto.
- Discover more about himself throughout the journey.
- Why not try and beat the gyms while at it?
Other Info:
Sam has poor eyesight, he wears contacts. Without them anything long distance becomes more or less a blur.
How did you find us?: Googleeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Application completed: [YES]
