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Name: Kassandra
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: Kassandra is a very smart girl for her age. Her father was a scientist and she was sent to one of the best boarding schools in Kanto. And on top of all that she graduated top of her class. In her opinion there is nothing about Pokemon that she does not know. But, she's never owned a Pokemon herself. She'd prefer to keep her head buried in a book or out alone with a Pokemon then socialize with anyone. Because of a very unfortunate accident in school, she's never been able to really trust anyone since, and is always suspicious. But that's just her personal feelings, she's still capable of making friends if she tires, she's just very selective about the friends she makes. If Kassandra really puts her mind to something, she can achieve it. The powerful drive that burns in her soul when she comities to something will always pull her through. (I hate writing personality >_> So is this enough?)
History: Kassandra's mother died from birth complications and was left in the care of her Father. She was born and raised on Mandarin Island South, the largest Island in the Orange Archipelago. Her father was a scientist who worked for some obscure little company that she can't even remember the name of. He never spoke of his work, Kassandra found this very strange but never questioned it. She had a great relationship with her father, and instead of going to a regular public school, her father felt that she should be taught about Pokemon. So he taught her the fundamentals of Pokemon training and breeding. This was what truly sparked her interest, she loved the idea of having lots and lots of Pokemon, helping them grow, training them to be wonderful, strong Pokemon and capturing rare and unusual Pokemon. The entire concept captivated her. Despite the fact that Kassandra knew that being home schooled had caused her social skills to crumble, she never regretted it.
She loved everyday she spent being taught by her father, she'd even spend her nights reading his old research books. She loved Pokemon, but she rarely ever had a chance to see one in real life. Her father always told her that she wasn't ready to own a Pokemon, Kassandra would protest until her face turned blue but he'd never budge. He always told her "One day, you'll have a Pokemon. But right now you're not ready." Still to this day Kassandra is mad about that
When she was ten he had to move away for work, some big shot company hired him. He told her that if he left, he could make so much money, and she'd always have enough to make her happy. Before he sent her off to a Pokemon Boarding school, he promised that one day he'd come back, and they'd buy a farm and just raise Pokemon. Kassandra would always think about this, she couldn't wait for his return.
School was terrible for her, she never made any real friends because she'd never really had a chance to socialize and grow with people. When she was thirteen one of her classmate pushed her off the balcony of the second floor, she broke her nose and ever since it's been just slightly bent to the left side. Since then she's always felt as if she could never truly trust any humans. When she was fifteen she graduated top of her class, she figured her father would have been very, very proud. But since the day her father left she was never able to have any contact with him. Whatever work he was doing was so secretive and so important that he wasn't even allowed to send a letter to his own daughter. However her father would send her money, and she had a lot of it. After graduation Kassandra felt it was time she got a Pokemon. She packed up what little she owned and left on a boat for Pallet town.
RP Sample:
Silky white hair tightly strung up, orange, bows decorated the head of a young female. A set of pigtails rest on her shoulders, which where covered by a thick matching orange hooded sweater. Written across her face was a look of fear and just a tinge of sickness. Her pale hands clung tightly to the metal fencing at her backside. The bars where the only thing separating her and the ocean. The water at her back was nothing but soft, tranquil waves and the blue sky was at peace with the sun, but not even this could calm her worried mind.
A salty breeze blew over the deck of the boat as it sliced through the water. The wind gently lifted the frills on the girl's elegant skirt, she only wished that she had the courage to remove her grip from the bar behind her so that she may adjust her skirt.
"I...hate...the...ocean." she muttered under her breath while trying to swallow back the sickness that boiled in her stomach. She had spent her entire trip, 12 hours, clutching to that bar. Despite living on an Island her entire life, she was terrified of the ocean.
In the distant horizon the poor girl saw what may have been the most happiest sight she'd ever seen. Land.
"Kanto!" She proclaimed as she jumped to her feet, releasing the deathly grip she had on the safety bar. Nothing could be a more reassuring sight.
"Finnaly, my own Pokemon" this consumed her mind, and her fear instantly slipped away. "My own journey."
(As far as Pokemon go; please, please, please! Not Torchic. I hate Torchic >_<)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance:
![[PokeCommunity.com] The Grand Tournament [PokeCommunity.com] The Grand Tournament](https://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc233/Cefferis/KassandraPC.png)
Personality: Kassandra is a very smart girl for her age. Her father was a scientist and she was sent to one of the best boarding schools in Kanto. And on top of all that she graduated top of her class. In her opinion there is nothing about Pokemon that she does not know. But, she's never owned a Pokemon herself. She'd prefer to keep her head buried in a book or out alone with a Pokemon then socialize with anyone. Because of a very unfortunate accident in school, she's never been able to really trust anyone since, and is always suspicious. But that's just her personal feelings, she's still capable of making friends if she tires, she's just very selective about the friends she makes. If Kassandra really puts her mind to something, she can achieve it. The powerful drive that burns in her soul when she comities to something will always pull her through. (I hate writing personality >_> So is this enough?)
History: Kassandra's mother died from birth complications and was left in the care of her Father. She was born and raised on Mandarin Island South, the largest Island in the Orange Archipelago. Her father was a scientist who worked for some obscure little company that she can't even remember the name of. He never spoke of his work, Kassandra found this very strange but never questioned it. She had a great relationship with her father, and instead of going to a regular public school, her father felt that she should be taught about Pokemon. So he taught her the fundamentals of Pokemon training and breeding. This was what truly sparked her interest, she loved the idea of having lots and lots of Pokemon, helping them grow, training them to be wonderful, strong Pokemon and capturing rare and unusual Pokemon. The entire concept captivated her. Despite the fact that Kassandra knew that being home schooled had caused her social skills to crumble, she never regretted it.
She loved everyday she spent being taught by her father, she'd even spend her nights reading his old research books. She loved Pokemon, but she rarely ever had a chance to see one in real life. Her father always told her that she wasn't ready to own a Pokemon, Kassandra would protest until her face turned blue but he'd never budge. He always told her "One day, you'll have a Pokemon. But right now you're not ready." Still to this day Kassandra is mad about that
When she was ten he had to move away for work, some big shot company hired him. He told her that if he left, he could make so much money, and she'd always have enough to make her happy. Before he sent her off to a Pokemon Boarding school, he promised that one day he'd come back, and they'd buy a farm and just raise Pokemon. Kassandra would always think about this, she couldn't wait for his return.
School was terrible for her, she never made any real friends because she'd never really had a chance to socialize and grow with people. When she was thirteen one of her classmate pushed her off the balcony of the second floor, she broke her nose and ever since it's been just slightly bent to the left side. Since then she's always felt as if she could never truly trust any humans. When she was fifteen she graduated top of her class, she figured her father would have been very, very proud. But since the day her father left she was never able to have any contact with him. Whatever work he was doing was so secretive and so important that he wasn't even allowed to send a letter to his own daughter. However her father would send her money, and she had a lot of it. After graduation Kassandra felt it was time she got a Pokemon. She packed up what little she owned and left on a boat for Pallet town.
RP Sample:
Silky white hair tightly strung up, orange, bows decorated the head of a young female. A set of pigtails rest on her shoulders, which where covered by a thick matching orange hooded sweater. Written across her face was a look of fear and just a tinge of sickness. Her pale hands clung tightly to the metal fencing at her backside. The bars where the only thing separating her and the ocean. The water at her back was nothing but soft, tranquil waves and the blue sky was at peace with the sun, but not even this could calm her worried mind.
A salty breeze blew over the deck of the boat as it sliced through the water. The wind gently lifted the frills on the girl's elegant skirt, she only wished that she had the courage to remove her grip from the bar behind her so that she may adjust her skirt.
"I...hate...the...ocean." she muttered under her breath while trying to swallow back the sickness that boiled in her stomach. She had spent her entire trip, 12 hours, clutching to that bar. Despite living on an Island her entire life, she was terrified of the ocean.
In the distant horizon the poor girl saw what may have been the most happiest sight she'd ever seen. Land.
"Kanto!" She proclaimed as she jumped to her feet, releasing the deathly grip she had on the safety bar. Nothing could be a more reassuring sight.
"Finnaly, my own Pokemon" this consumed her mind, and her fear instantly slipped away. "My own journey."
(As far as Pokemon go; please, please, please! Not Torchic. I hate Torchic >_<)
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