((Ooc: Well, if you don't mind, I replaced "Likes" and "Dislikes" with "Personality". I just couldn't think of much to be seperated into the two. Hopefully that is acceptable.))
Name: Kari (kah-RI)
Age: 16
Appearance: Tall, slight and tanned, Kari looked better suited to a runway than out in the wild, hunting for fearsome creatures. Her dark, wavy hair always looked slightly windblown and reached down to the small of her back. Her eyes, however, were not brown as someone might expect, but a deep ocean colour which looked blue to some and green to others. Of course, she herself didn't care what colour her own eyes were.
The outfit she favoured for training and journeys to mild or hot climates was a caramel, sleeveless tee and chocolate coloured short-shorts that held quite a few pockets. Usually found on her person was a bag riddled with pockets, the colour of orange leaves during autumn. To prevent herself from becoming too scratched, she donned thin, brown socks that reached up to her mid-thighs and worn, scruffy running shoes. At times, she was known to wear red, cotton gloves.
In cold or temperate climates, Kari wore a lime t-shirt and a flowing skirt which reached past her knees and matched her shorts. She also consented to wear tights as well as short, white socks. A light brown jacket was always handy if the temperature dropped too far for her to be comfortable in her present clothes.
Personality: Often, Kari is fearless and brave when confronted with extreme situations, facing them without one word of complaint – except when she was dealing with the wet and the cold. She absolutely detested being either wet or cold, and although she could live with it, she would whine and grumble for the duration of that particular situation, and several hours after. Apart from these times, however, she really was a quite cheerful person with a fast wit.
For her, making decisions is the harder part of life. Some could lead to many a sleepless night with her wringing her hands in an agony of indecision. Once a decision was made, either by her or by someone else, which she approved of, Kari would carry it out come fire or famine, unless persuaded to do otherwise. Sometimes, she could get extremely stubborn and pigheaded, especially after a bout of cold rain.
History: Kari was born on Cinnabar Island to a poor household with more than enough children. She was the fifth child of a total of eight when her mother died in the last childbirth and left her at the age of four. Raised by an irate sister and a practical, hard-working father, she developed a need to get away from the household and family – just like everybody else in the family.
Luckily, she was saved from becoming a fuming and rebellious teen by one of her older brothers and younger sisters. Their gentle caring and hilarious antics were one of the few things keeping her sane. Her Pokémon, of course, helped her deal with that as well.
When she heard about a chance to get away and prove herself worthy of the world, she took it, barely even glancing at the risks listed. To journey into and discover a new region sounded like a great adventure, free from the stifled life she led with her family.
Pokémon:
Name: Fluffy
Species: Arcanine
Gender: Male
Personality: This canine was rash and irritable, not to mention stubborn. At times he seemed to be the embodiment of every bad habit and personality glitches that Kari had. However, like all canines, Fluffy was extremely loyal and sometimes compassionate and willing to listen. He was also one of the best cushions in the world for Kari because of the ever-burning fire present inside him. Caution and tact were two words that were not present in the Arcanine's otherwise rather large vocabulary.
History: As a pup, Fluffy was found on the beach by Kari as a very young girl. She was six years old when she took him in, or so to speak. He was carried to a small niche to be rested and taken care of, and since everything had to have a name, she dubbed him Fluffy. After a while, their bond grew and his strength returned. They always snuck in times to play on the beach when Kari's sister wouldn't miss her.
Name: Jewel
Species: Steelix
Gender: Female
Personality: Jewel is usually steady and calm, as well as patient; she could take provocative gestures and words, and throw them away without a second glance. She was Kari's pillar, the one that Kari looked for when in need of reassurance. With the wisdom and patience almost equal to that of the Earth itself, she is greatly appreciated by Kari for her hindsight and support.
History: The lads at Kari's home town had dared her to enter a dark cave and catch the biggest Pokémon she could find. Desperate to prove them wrong when they called her chicken, (it had just finished raining) she agreed, and managed to catch an Onyx without getting killed. Kari gained both the boys' respect for her that day, and a great friend.
Name: Razor
Species: Sandslash
Gender: Male
Personality: Jewel may be calm and Fluffy may be loyal, but Razor was the careful one. He always looked before he leaped and had saved his teammates hides more than once. He also carefully calculated and judged his next move in an instant when battling an opponent he feels is either strong or smart enough to beat him. He had long ago assessed that if an opponent underestimated you, there was more of a chance for you to win than they did, and so worked to accomplish that. Otherwise, the Pokémon with the most threatening name in Kari's group was really the youngest and smallest of the lot.
History: One day, as an inexperienced and unruly Sandshrew, Razor wandered down to the beach and its baking hot sand during a low tide before curling up to sleep. Tired, he had not noticed the sparkling blue waves that started to approach the cliff-face until he woke up in pain as the first spray of salt water splashed onto him. He backed up against the cliff edge which was impossible to climb and knew he was done for. That was when a girl riding an Arcanine scooped the terrified bundle into her arms and carried him to safety.
RP Sample: Danna cursed as she ran down the hall, instantly berating herself for that outward show of frustration. Members of the Team were dispersing from the large room where meetings were held, and she knew that she had missed an important announcement. Aside from a clenched jaw, no outwards sign of irritation showed on her face as she grabbed a hold of a Grunt's arm and calmly ordered him to inform her of what the meeting was about.
Deciphering the Grunt's jumbled stutter, she gleaned that new Legendaries have been found, and inwardly sighed; frustrated at the Anti-Nova meeting she had to attend. She checked to see if Brad or even Lupin had paged her and given her an assignment concerning the discovery. Five words winked at her from the small, electronic device; New Legendaries: Capture – Mount Silver. She let go of the Grunt's arm and continued on to the hangar where her own flyer was stored.
Her flyer was rather plain, compared to a few others, who like to lavish theirs with unique decorations, and was therefore nicknamed "The Needle". With a sharp point at the front that emphasised the long, thin body to decrease wind resistance, and a couple of fins near the rockets for aerodynamics, it did slightly resemble a needle. Two mechanical wings were folded and wrapped around the body, covered in a reflective foil to semi-camouflage the Needle. The foil was also coating the whole ship itself. The wings were shaped like fans and used mainly for saving energy and silence, as well as stopping the flyer in an emergency. It was no battle ship, but one created for stealth and invisibility along with speed and precision. Her battle jet was in another hangar, and would be of no use for capturing.
The Needle didn't seem to have a door, or she, a key, to enter the clear bauble that contained the driver's seat, half in the needle, and half out. She pressed her right thumb to a small, gel pad just below the edge of the shield and waited for a moment, letting the machine scan her finger print. With a small whoosh, the hemi circle rotated backwards and allowed her to climb in. The magnets on the bottom of her flyer were also commonly used on the others' ones as well, to hover gently before using the thrusters and rocketing out to the sky outside.
The Needle was smooth and relatively quiet, which made for a pleasant ride, and she leaned back, smirking slightly.
