Name | Alabaster Bell
Age | 15
Gender | Male
Guardian | Reshiram
Starter | Eevee, female + Mimic
Appearance | One-minute sketch of Alabaster...
A bit shorter than the average 15-year old boy, and also pretty skinny. Never really having been a sportive person, Alabaster doesn't have much in the way of muscles, which can become a problem for him in times when he tries to lift stuff or climb things. Yes, it happens. Luckily, he's average condition is at least good enough for him being able to run for quite a while without becoming exhausted. His skin is a bit darker than most others in Januvale. It has to do with his mother, who is an outlander, having dark skin, even though his father is as pale as anyone could be.
On Alabaster's head grows an, according to Mrs Bell, impenetrable bush of spiky black hair. He never styles it even though he knows he probably should sometimes. He claims that he would ruin it anyways when he puts on his goggles. He has constructed a pair of qualitative and very tech-looking goggles that he uses every now and then and thus keeps on his head whenever he thinks he'll need them. They have night vision, light reducing vision - meaning when it's too bright, like sunglasses! - heat vision and some other more or less useless features. They break sometimes, since Alabaster has installed a very good power source that lasts for a long time but overpowers the goggles once every now and then. Anyways, the goggles have a black elastic band and around the glasses there are golden and metal silver rings and bolts. The miniature machine sits inside the metal case. Well, it's kind of complicated and only Alabaster really understand how it works. More on that later.
His eyes are big and bright and slightly less slanted than for other Arcanians. They have an almost golden color. On his journey, he wears black pants similar to
the rival in BW2 but with two zip pockets on each side at the front, as well as back pockets. He also created a light brown leather belt with built in special magnets that would let one keep 6 pokéballs on them for easy access. Not that he thought he would ever need it... He was mostly planning on selling the design. On his upper body, he wears a white, buttoned shirt with long sleeves, and a yellow tie. Yes, he likes to use ties because it makes him look at least slightly more decent. The shirt is sometimes tucked in but most often not. In his left ear, he has one silver dot and one golden dot as earrings. For shoes, he has a pair of black leather boots that he has experimented with until they accidentally became dust- and water repelling. They are almost unbearably shiny now, but at least they'll keep him dry and clean.
Personality | Alabaster Bell is somewhat of a child prodigy. Both his parents were decently intelligent people, but it was soon apparent that their young son was a genius when it came to some things. He never has trouble in school, finding languages and maths stimulating rather than tough. Some other subjects, he could care less about though, like sports or history which his mother teaches. He has always had a bit of a rough time with other kids; it's the price he paid for his intelligence, he sometimes said and shrugged during his childhood even. He is regarded as eccentric and somewhat oblivious to other people's feelings, when the truth is that he just chooses not to care very much. It has troubled his parents sometimes, but since he's not a complete douchebag, he wasn't downright bullied and thus lived pretty well overall.
Alabaster puts his brilliant mind into two things rather than sports or girls or stuff that "normal" 15 year old boys would care about. One is technology. Alabaster loves eastern and outlandish technology but doesn't like the fact that it pollutes the nature a lot. His creations use completely environment friendly energy sources and he would gladly explain the theory and processes to anyone who would listen. But he has yet to find anyone in Januvale who cares or is able to understand it.
The other thing is pokémon. Their mysterious powers and abilities fascinate Alabaster just as much as technology does, and he seeks to find ways to combine the two in order to use pokémon's powers as energy for his creations. Since he doesn't own any pokémon yet, he has only been experimenting a little for real, finding the occasional friendly wild pokémon or a classmate's pet. Most of his work in this area are just theories yet. It's not just their powers though. Alabaster admits that he finds pokémon cute and cool and some part of him dreams of going on a pokémon journey.
Despite being a bit too smart for his own good, Alabaster isn't an unfriendly or snobby character. Rather, he is quite easygoing and might do things that other people think is crazy once in a while, either because he has calculated inside his head that it's not as dangerous as others think it is, or because he likes the thrilling feeling he gets when he's doing something stupid. That last part is quite a flaw in his being - he's a sucker for impossible challenges.
History | Alabaster's mother is an outlander. She is from Johto's Ecruteak City and has always been fairly traditional, praying to Ho-Oh and other legends and spirits at times. She now works as a teacher in Alabaster's school, teaching children the history of other regions as well as of Arcanum. Mr Bell is Arcanian, but not a very traditional one. He owns a workshop in Januvale Town where he and some other people repair the villagers' stuff and even occasionally sell some of Alabaster's inventions. The Bell Workshop is where Alabaster usually hang about on his free time, helping his father out or creating new stuff.
His parents met when they were pretty young and Miss Bell came to Arcanum on a journey with her family. She met Alabaster's father by coincidence and they somehow fell in love, despite seeming very different. They lived in Junelane for a while, until their son was born. Then they moved to Januvale because Mrs Bell wanted their child to grow up in a calm, traditional place as the Arcanian he was. Not in a modern town like Junelane. Mr Bell wasn't as happy, but since people generally aren't very tech-savvy in Januvale, his business is doing good as he practically monopolizes that service. Mrs Bell was a pokémon trainer briefly when she was younger, like most people in Johto. Mr Bell has never owned a pokémon.
That was mostly about his parents, but Alabaster's own history has mostly been summed up in the Personality section.
Introduction |
It was a hot afternoon when the sky was blue and the sun shone strong, that it happened. Alabaster cheered loudly from within the open garage in the Bell Workshop. People on the street stopped and glanced with worried looks at each other and at the garage. They all knew it was that Bell boy now again. What could he have done this time?
Before anyone could form a decent theory, a blue Electrike dashed out and disappeared down the street before anyone could stop it.
"HAY! WAIT UP! HAY!" Alabaster yelled and came out after it with a bright smile on his lips. "It worked! Don't you want to see the results I recorded?" He stopped in the middle of the street, barefoot and with his rather dirty shirt not tucked in properly. People around him shook their heads and continued with what they were doing. Alabaster smiled and nodded to them. "Hello. Good day. How are you doing?"
Eventually, he went back inside and turned his newest machine off. He had been using a class mates Electrike to gather pokémon's electricity for storing inside a tiny crystal. However, the crystal had begun crackling back, electrocuting both the boy and the dog momentarily. That had been enough to scare the pokémon away, sadly. But still, the tiny crystal was shining now. Alabaster whistled happily as he went on to disassemble the goggles that lay on a desk, and replace the rather poor battery inside with this new crystal. Sure, he hadn't run any tests on it yet, but what would be better than to actually try it out for real? Tests were for boring laboratories. His science was a practical one!
Having put together the pair of goggles again, he tried them out. Their features worked as before, if not even sharper. He flipped between them until he heard a voice speak to him. Still wearing the goggles with the heat vision on, he turned around to see his father looking at him with a disappointed look.
"Hay dad! I can see that your face is quite hot today. But then again, so is the air around you. Hm, I gotta improve the-"
"Come out," Mr Bell said.
Alabaster was led out onto the street where his classmate's mother stood with a still rather agitated Electrike. She scolded the boy for having lured their pokémon away without permission. When he said that the pokémon had wanted to come on its own, she called him an idiot and said that the pokémon was their
property and not something that could decide for itself. Alabaster's mind registered that she was of a too low intelligence to bother arguing with, so he apologized and put on a sad face. Eventually, the woman and the dog left and Mr Bell just sighed before going back into the garage.
Alabaster stood on the street for a while and looked up at the sky. He saw a cloud that looked like an Electrike.
Wonder what it would be like to fly up there. I should build a flying machine! After that sudden thought, he turned around on the spot to run back into the workshop, but he collided with someone on the street. Looking up, he recognized the man as no other than Joresh Ja. A hermit, kind of, but probably quite smart.
"Oh, hello!" he said with a smile. "You didn't see me there."
Joresh raised an eyebrow. "Certainly not," he said with a studying look. His gaze fell upon the strange mark on Alabaster's right wrist. "That is..." he said, eyes widening.
"Oh, don't mind this. It's really strange and I haven't been able to find a logical explanation to it yet, so I've just postponed thinking about it until I get a good sudden idea."
"I can tell you what it is," Joresh Ja said and completely got Alabaster off track.
"You... uh, you can?"
The man grabbed Alabaster's arm and pulled him with him. "Come with me. We'll speak somewhere more private."
Alabaster let himself be dragged away until he remembered: "Sure, but waaait... Can I put on my boots first?"
