Alright, here we go. Please inform me if there's something disagreeable or just plain wrong in what I wrote.
Name: Stella Plain
Age: 18
Pokemon Species: Mawile
Personality:
If you need someone to look at an empty glass and say that it's half-full, then Stella is the one for the job. There's always a chance, even when you don't see it - these are the words that she lives by. Of course, this goes both ways; she knows that being too optimistic isn't such a hot idea.
There was a time when she didn't trust anything or anyone but herself due to being looked down upon due to her lineage, but that changed when she became a breeder and regained the ability to establish connections, first with Pokemon, then with people. People began to see her in a new light: as the Pokemon-loving Stella, not as the child of terrorists. However, that unyielding pessimistic part of her head is a carry-over from those old times.
Having been abandoned at an early age, coupled with being denied of her existence by a lot of people, Stella had to learn a lot of things through her own efforts, and isn't much for tact. She does, however, appreciate people who are straightforward with her.
While once on the verge of cursing her existence for the rest of her life, she reclaimed her trust on others, first on Pokemon, then on people. This was catalyzed by a one-time chance meeting with a man training with his Pokemon, whom she later identified to be Bruno of Kanto's elite four.
As a breeder, she gives high regard to the proper handling and interaction with Pokemon, and will try to crack down on anybody who decides that they don't deserve respect, or unjustly mistreats them. In addition to this, she values taking care of the self, and looks down on people who don't eat properly, don't get enough sleep, or live a slovenly life in general.
Appearance:
Stella is somewhat insecure about her rather prominent forehead, but stopped being so tripped up over it when a boy told her that it looked great. Her hair, which used to be a plain fluffy black, had acquired naturally-occurring purple highlights. The fluffiness of her hair helps to hide the tiny black steel horns that she had acquired from being altered.
A major change in her physique, aside from the horns, is that her black eyes had changed into a deep red, and her hands had been stained permanently black, and her arms a vivid purple up to a few centimeters from the elbow.
Her height increased after the change, with Stella now standing at around 195 centimeters. As for her weight, while she thinks that it's been affected by the Metal type constitution, she still doesn't want to talk about it.
Background:
Stella's story is best begun by looking back to before she was born, at how her parents were Team Rocket members who dissented against the dissolution of the organization. With their common interests, they found themselves becoming a couple, eventually leading to the marriage that brought forth Stella into the world. However, as she was just about old enough to walk, they left her behind at Lavender Town's Pokemon Center, where she the three year old Stella met Mr. Fuji. Her parents then began their scheme to revive the defunct Team Rocket, starting by taking over the Pokemon Tower. However, things went wrong when an intrepid trainer had tried to foil their schemes before they could set it to motion, and accidentally triggered the bombs they had set up all over the tower. The trainer got out safely, but Stella's parents were never heard from again. At the same time, chunks of the tower had been blown off, disrupting the Pokemon that had been put to rest, and setting the Kanto region into turmoil.
The tower ended up getting a long-term remodel, and Mr. Fuji was kind enough to raise Stella herself. He took her parent's crimes in stride, saying that it wasn't her fault at all and that she shouldn't be blamed for anything. He taught Stella how to take care of Pokemon, and accept their love by giving it back two-fold. The girl took to his teachings so well that it was almost as if Stella was the daughter that he never had.
However, people would not forget easily. She would be the target of constant stream of abuse from the townspeople. As the target of their rage was gone, they shifted it to the closest in line, which was their daughter, the "Offspring of the Corpse Killers". It got worse when Fuji just disappeared one day, and all of the Pokemon she had been taking care of refused to interact with her; they only wanted Fuji. Young, hurt, confused and betrayed, the pressure of living alone coupled with being ostracized got to her eventually, and she left Lavender Town without a real plan. She ended up being lost in the wilderness where she chanced upon Bruno, who she decided to accompany despite not knowing who he was back then. In her journey as his tag-along for two months, she learned many new things that rekindled her love for Pokemon, and eventually allowed her to forgive people and their nature.
After giving her farewells, she returned to Lavender Town once more to find that the Fuji's Pokemon that she'd left behind had caused a racket across town, apparently looking for her. They hadn't hated her, after all; they were just worried about Fuji that they couldn't think of anything else, they same way that they were worried for her this time. From then on, she decided to be a breeder, to learn how she could best take care of Pokemon and return the happiness that she felt that day.
Years later, and she'd earned the respect of the people; no longer do they look down on her like scum, or think of her as a budding terrorist. She isn't a very well-known breeder, but the people of Lavender Town all know how well she takes care of abandoned Pokemon, carrying on Mr. Fuji's will. Of course, she believes that Mr. Fuji is still out there somewhere, probably at his old home, possibly making friends with more Pokemon.
On a certain day, as she was heading back from the recently completely rebuilt Pokemon Tower after paying tribute to the Pokemon she took care of that have passed away, she was taken, and has yet to be spotted since then.
Features - Positive:
Being a hybrid Steel/Fairy type, she has two immunities, as well as a wide array of resistances. In addition to this, she is also immune to actual poison.
Her Steel type constitution increases her stamina and resistance to physical damage, aside from the fact she is more agile and strong when compared to a normal person in general.
As a half, both Pokemon and Human methods of healing are applicable to her.
Her eyesight is heightened to the point where seeing in the dark is no problem to her, due to the Mawile's tendency to stay in caves.
Features - Negative:
As a consequence of being a Steel Pokemon, she is extremely sensitive to high temperatures, to the point where she is debilitated when it's too hot. She also gains an allergy to dust.
With her sense of sight heightened, her eyes become very sensitive. As an example, flashing a light at her will take her more than twice the time that it usually takes a person to recover.
Despite being a Steel type, her body is still mostly flesh with mostly just the bones being strengthened, so her skin can still be pierced like other people's.
She will have some difficulty in using her offensive Steel type moves, as her horns aren't well-developed enough to use them in full capacity.
Roleplay sample:
[This is actually from a story, not an RP, but it should suffice. Took out the names to make it more general.]
She sighed right after she got out of the clubroom, partly out of relief, but also partly out of disappointment, to her surprise. Though she only really did what she usually did while playing, she felt like she achieved something in that game alone. Perhaps it was because she cheered someone up by participating? That must have been part of it, she concluded. Only partly put off by the fact that she didn't have any more time to borrow more books or even just return the ones that she was already done reading, she went on to walk back to the school entryway where her outdoor shoes and umbrella should be waiting for her.
She thought back to what the president said said.
You have great potential in this game. If ever you get around to thinking that you don't dislike playing so much, then I'd be honored to have you join the club.
Normally, she'd have given this statement an outright, if not polite, rejection, but today she said "I'll think about it" for some reason. Could it be that she really wasn't as against the thought of playing the game as she thought? Only time will tell, she thought.
For now, the biggest obstacle for her was dinner. Last she saw, they didn't have much rice left in store, so she had to buy some too. Of course, all the money was at home, so she couldn't just drop by the market on the way. Finding herself in the entrance already, she changed into her outdoor shoes and picked up her umbrella from the rack.
"I guess curry will do for tonight."
