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Name: Name chosen by her 'Parents': Estella Luna Briarwood, But upon reaching the Acedemy, and yearning for a fresh start, Stella first introduced herself to the Headmaster as "Midian Amethyst Eclipse", this may or may not have been an attempt to stump anyone looking to track down her family.
Age: Sixteen
Appearance: (No picture, Sowwie. I don't like using them) A slight and frail girl, Midian is a figure who upon first glance many would assume was comprised of pure Porcelin. With tiny China doll-like features, from her thin, gently curving diaphragm, to her tiny miniscule little hands, at first sight at her, Midian is one often eschewed immediately as an ideal competitor or even playmate by her peers, by their fear of breaking her. The adolescent stands at a mere 5'3', barely just surpassing the teasing disadvantages of being short. But same as one who might tower over the crowd, by being a slightly off stature, Midian manages to find her own perks to what might be for others considered a miserable situation. Rather than seeing herself as "pushed around, shoved along with the tide, or bullied without the bully even realizing it, Midian has realized that being small has its own advantages. When packed inside a huge throng, she sees and hears all that takes place around her, and by being so small, she is able to slip by most other persons, being singled out by the occaisional sharp pair of eyes. When anyone actually takes the time to notice and observe her, she could be described as a living, breathing work of art. Not to say that she's physically perfect, by any means. By most of the opposite sex's standards, she's hardly worth the bother to consider. A severely lacking chest is the first downfall most others see in her (She really is tiny in every aspect), and as if this trait, or lack of trait in her case isn't bad enough, most people are turned off by the young female's eyes. It isn't the slightly curved, Pixieish shape that seems to be off, or even the color, a clear, startling translucent yellow. What really gets people started is the light emanating from them. Once her peepers are cast upon someone, that person immediately finds themself momentarily immobilized, almost as if their soul were paralyzed by her hypnotizing pupils. When she has locked gazes with another, Midian's eyes immediately dilate, and seem to pulsate once, then the reciprocator of her gaze is immediately snared, trapped flailing like a helpless fly drawn to the radiating light. This isn't done purposely, by any means. And Midian, try as she might to rid herself of the curse, as she sees it, is powerless to stop it. This immobilization breaks immediately after Midian breaks the gaze of her own accord, but for several seconds, even she is powerless to look away, the reflecting light in the others' pupils too enticing for her to overcome. A pair of long lashes adorn Midian's illustrious eyes, and though she wears no makeup whatsoever, are completely stark white. Her lips are a tiny pair of sculpted, pursued beauty, and while endearing, are always set, as if she is constantly fretting about something. Her skin has the pallor of snow, give or take several shades, but surprisingly, seems never to burn or tan. It is almost as if the light of the sun, when it beams down on her bare body, is drawn from the source and trapped, like a plant, as storage for energy to be determined at a later use. As a result, if Midian is not submitted to the divine light frequently, she could become fatally weak and ill. Her hair is nothing uncommon or out of the ordinary, being a rich ebony black, ending just below her waist in gentle waves. a portion falls at a slant across her eyes, and is a constant annoyance, for in order it not to be a nuisance, Midian must pin it up.
Outfits/Accessories: Three outfits are commonly worn by Midian, though she has several more that are worn on different occaisions. Her first and undeniably favorite is a short dress of sorts, which is made completely of silk, and starts off at the top just above her nonexistent bust, cupping her breasts gently and hugging her thin form to just above her hips. Whilst her whole chest and pale throat is revealed, the dress isn't sleeveless, but actually adorned with sleeves that puff out a little. In the center of her abdomen, trailing from inbetween her busts down to her hips, the garment is striped with two, thin strips of pale yellow silk, that consequently match her eyes. The edges of the sleeves are trimmed in pale yellow ribbon which ties out in little miniature bows on the exterior. At her hips, the dress doesn't blossom out, but instead splits off into individual, ragged-looking strips that seem to be torn from each other, fastened into little curlicues, but giving the dress a different, more defiant nature than the one of refined grace it originally hinted at. Her arms and legs are left bare, for the less she wears the more sunlight her body can trap, and rather than socks, a pair of pink silk Ballet slippers adorn her delicate feet to match. The toes of these slippers are decorated with little star-shaped rhinestones. The second outfit is less detailed, a simple corset-looking faux leather top laced with Neon yellow ribbon lacing up to just above her bust. At her hips, the dress shifts into a ruffly gauzy material that falls just below her knees, and is sprinkled with a random array of ruby sequins. To match, she wears a pair of black-sequined flat boots that stretch halfway up her calves, and are decorated with a pair of glowering sequined red eyes, and above the eyes, two bright yellow squined rings, the face of an Umbreon lurking in the dark. The third outfit is the simplost of the three, a long shapeless silk gown, trimmed in silky black ruffles that ends at her lower thighs. The dress is split on either side at the bottom, and spiraling up from the splits on either side are twin, single twisting rows of Amethyst flowers, every once in awhile dotted with a shiny Beautifly silhouette. With this outfit, she wears a pair of soft black silken slippers, an emblem of two shiny Beautiflies courting in dance adorning the front. On her right wrist, she wears a golden charm bracelet, on which hangs four charms: One, an Umbreon and a Crocanaw sitting side by side, nuzzling, another a courageous-looking Mudkip staring straightforward, another a Xatu predicting the future, and the last, a Solrock and a Lunarock connected as one. Around her neck, she wears a matching golden short chain, just above her heart resting a golden sun locket, on which the inside is undetermined. On her back rests a Beautifly backpack, the inside containing a Clefairy Waterbottle, an old, battered book labeled: The Wrath of a Human legend never to be, and a Spinda plushie, as well as several Pokeballs her father wisely equipped her with.
History: One fateful morning, near Eterna City in the Sinnoh region, within the vast jungle of a Forest inhabited by Bug types and seen as a perilous, dangerous hike only for the faint of heart, a girl was found, lying unconscious in several boughs of branches. Beneath a Honeysuckle bush, and within an irregular ring of wildflowers, a girl was discovered. The girl couldn't have been any older than thirteen years old, and, on the morning of her discovery, was but a single shining rare and delicate beautiful blossom standing out amid the disarry of the forest. She was unconscious, but didn't appear to be in any pain, her brow smooth and her eyes shut peacefully to the world, as if she were caught in a long, hibernous Summer and didn't yet want to leave the remanats of a beautiful, ancient dream. The elderly couple who had been strolling through the Wood that one morning couldn't have possibly conceived what they would stumble upon as they rounded the bend of one of the rugged paths that had crudely been carved by the occaisonal gutsy trainer who desired to pass through the town on the outskirts, the delightful, slightly curled form of a pale beauty, so enchanting in the early morning sun that she appeared to have been carved from marble, the sleeping goddess who seemed so at ease, she didn't have a drop of sweat on her brow. Stranger even, were that the Pokemon within vicinity of the Honeysuckle bush were still, motionless as they watched the Forest Princess sleep, Beautiflies, Wurmples, Dustoxes, Bunearies, and even the shy Burmies who dwelled usually in trees alike, standing stauesque as they seemingly watched the gentle rise and fall of the girl's bare chest in awe, making an arc around her as a single beam of light shone down from above. The folks, who were both very plain, simple common types of folks, both, in their old age, with a little bit of money to spare, were speechless and overjoyed at the sight as well, but not for the same reasons as the beasts surrounding her. The child was their daughter, or at least looked very much like her, who had believed to been kidnapped years before by an unknown duo who had slipped away with the nine year-old girl into the night, leaving not a ransom note or a threat about the fate of their one youngling, the child they had tried so long, and so hard unsuccessfully for decades for. Once gone, there would beno hopes for future children, for the couple was aging quickly now, well into their sixties, and the woman had since been unable to conceive. But could it be? Their little Estella, called 'Stella' affectionately, dozing without another care in the world here in this patch of flowers? But how? Had the couple raised the girl as their own instead of mercilessly silencing her in a fierce act of violence? Or had she escaped and been able to manage since on her own? The girl chose that same moment to lazily lift her eyelids, the eyelids now graced with.. what was this? Silver lashes. The one thing their Stella had different from this girl. But the couple had grieved so long and hard, that in their old age, wanting only peace, they convinced themselves immediately that this had to be their baby. She was greeted with sobbing, hugs, and kisses, and whisked immediately away back to their desolate manner. Here, feeling guilty for their daughter's earlier kidnapping, and wanting to hold her near and dear to them, safe and sound forever and ever, they locked her away in the desolate home, beautifully furnished, but lacking of playmates. The girl faked her happiness, but the sense of sorrow she posessed was overwhelming. They found that this child of light was happiest in the sun, and that whenever in light, the force itself seemed to be drawn immediately to her. They also learned that she had the ability to, seemingly at time, manipulate the sun itself in tiny ways. With her mood, the intensity of light greeted the people, and alone, even with an eleborate backyard to play alone in, at her house, much like a prisoner, she was miserable. With her sinking depression, the clouds would veil the sun, and no light would pass over the regions. With her mood neutral, as it was before her loneliness, everything was perfect it seemed. But with her dark despair, all traces of light vanished and the plants that craved the light for energy, as well as she, began to wither. So it was really for her own personal health, and in her best interest that they purchased her a companion. It was a tiny, childish Eevee, so naive and full of youthful innocence that their daughter couldn't be gloomy anymore with this new prize. The pup was dubbed Ciel, and she the two became quick best friends. And for awhile she was content, but awhile later, perhaps a combination of female hormones, unrealistic Soap Operas, and cliche lonely-girl periods spent watching other teenagers walk past her house in groups and couples, she longed for companionships. And so, with her sugary voice and eyes he always thought so intensely beautiful, she begged her father to persuade her mother to send her to boarding School. He agreed, hesitantly, but he wanted his baby's happiness, and after she proved to be unrelenting, he began researching notable schools with a variety of other students and vast curriculum. Finally, he settled of the "Cineris Titan Academy", which he was positive would mold his aloof daughter into a dashing young lady, and give her the social skills she would eventually need in life, though her inheritance would be more than enough to sustain her for the rest of her life.
Personality: Midian is, in general, sweet and easy to get along with, though like everyone else, she has her quirks. As with her eyes, Midian is an incredibly intense person, prone to spontaneous bursts of opinion, being a rash one to blurt out what she is thinking before taking the consequences into consideration. She won't hold back on anything, nor silence herself or self-audit before speaking, perhaps because at home, and being accustomed to only conversing with two people who doted on her every word. What spurts out of her mouth is sometimes considered as brash, and completely ridiculous, for being one with a colorful imagination, nothing is out of her range of conception. She can come across at time as being too bluntly honest, and handing out the truth rather than dealing out the answer the person asking respects. She might be a nuisance in class, for instead of responding with the conditioned answer, she will first consider the combination of possibilities, and choose the one she thinks best for the moment. She has an overly-active conscience, and oftentimes, will be bogged down with guilt for something she did to conflict it. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and despite coming across as cruel for her honesty, will crumple if she believes she's damaged someone's feelings. Her mood seemes to be directly related to the weather, and on Sunny days, she can be a bit much to handle in large doses for her hyperactivity. She finds that she can relate to Pokemon more than Humans, for their simplicity, and easiness to please. She treats Ciel as a friend rather than a pet, as he was her first true one, and refuses to keep him in a Pokeballs. She tries to be open-minded and accepting about all types of people, but oftentimes, this openness conflicts with her emotions, and emotions always get the best of her. Nothing, it seems, can enrage her, for when she is teased she retorts back with cool and calculated remarks, but when somebody is misusing or neglecting a Pokemon or a person, which is the only case in which she'll snap and unleash her fury, which, like a flailing Magikarp, is harmless, but overwhelming. Her lack of strength, but loud character and mouth connected to her heart rather than to her brain is a good reason why Midian is in need of a guardian. Her favorite Pokemon, other than her dear little Eevee, is a Xatu, for its combination of her two favorite types: Flying, and psychic. She hopes to obtain one someday soon.
Element: Light
Gift: Besides having the power to manipulate the intensity of a sunlight, and have her mood directly control the days it will appear and how intense the light will be, Midian is unaffected by heat. Though this means that in freezing weather, or raw conditions, she is especially susceptible and easy to fall ill. Whilst she blossoms in sunny weather, Midian fades in cold. If going without light for a maximum of five days, she will become weak and require assistance completing most tasks. Another power she has discovered, is that when feeling threatened, or noticing that someone else is in danger, she is able to construct a shield of light not only to defend herself or the other person, but the light comprising the shield will blind the attacker. This uses up no energy when in broad daylight, but in the dark or in raw conditions, it consumes from a third to two thirds of her energy, and can sometimes result in collapsing. She is also able to use some of her power to reconstruct, as in if someone had an injury, a flesh wound, she could mend it, but internal injuries and severed limbs would be out of her range. Also, as a finale, if someone was at a loss for energy and desperately needed it, as in they had fainted from using up too much power, she couldn't create energy from nowhere, but could lend them as much of her as was needed to transfer, to the point of fainting on her part.
Starter: Ciel
Gender:Male
Level: Approximately 15
History: See Midian's, also, Ciel was bred without incident at the Solaceon Town Daycare, of two Umbreon parents. The Umbreon mates had belonged to a polished trainer vacationing to visit his Aunt and Uncle who patrolled the Safari zone, after he had completed his trainer journey and defeated the Pokemon League, and reigning champion. He was to learn the ropes of a Safari Patrolman, who, as well as helped maintain the animals who roamed there, made sure that no foul play was being used to reign the animals in by visiting trainers. He would not only have to learn to operate Safari Ranger equipment, but put himself in harm's way to tend to Pokemon caught in traps set by malicious trainers, or entrapped in fencing. His two Umbreon, who had been the only Pokemon he hadn't sent off to Professor Rowan from the Pokemon League, had been placed in the Daycare to ensure their safety, only until their young trainer got the hang of it and could equally teach them. He had never conceived that the Umbreon, though being opposite genders, would conceive. They had been raised together from Eevee pups, after all! But when he returned to Solaceon, he was greeted with an egg, and two very much in love Umbreons. As he had no time to raise another Eevee pup up to be a strong evolution, and teach it right from wrong as an official Safariman, he had no choice to sell it, to a well-meaning elderly couple looking for a companion for their lonely daughter. And so Ciel met Midian.
Personality: The sterotpyical chipper Eevee, Ciel's over-enthusiasm for even the most dreaded tasks is good motivation for Midian, who, although cheerful, tends to be an avid procrastinator. As a young Pokemon, he is often immature, and much like his trainer, easy to excite, whether that be literally excite, or enrage. As he is used to having Midian all to himself, he is prone to immature fits of jealousy, especially when Midian takes an obvious liking to a new Pokemon. He makes the perfect playmate for his trainer, as he is the only one, who, in terms of hyperactivity on sunny days, can match her. When she is glum, he is usually the one to lure her out of depression, and on bad weeks, is faithful to remain by her side, going days even without eating a thing if she is too weak to do so, and even if the task required is much too big for him to complete, as a little Eevee, finds the way to do it anyways, if Midian needs it. It is easy to see that the little Eevee would do anything for his two-legged best friend, even if the favor cost him his life.
Subjects: Survival, Mythology, Practical Art, Pokemon Capture
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Extra: Midian loves sweet foods, but can't stand anything sour or too spicy.
RP Sample: Is this even needed?
