Post by Mizuumi on Jan 26, 2011 11:24:38 GMT -8
Name:
Mizuumi Kento
Age:
19. Birthday is January 5th, 1991
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
Mizuumi has boyishly short, raven black hair. Due to past encounters with her older sister, she has a tint of fiery red upon her hair. Her eyes shift colors as well. She was born with gray-colored eyes, which seem lifeless at times. When her mood suddenly switches, they’ll flash a bright red, and may even remain like that until her heart slows. Mizuumi’s always had fair skin, as pale as a porcelain doll in the moonlight.
Personality and Likes:
Mizuumi loves to be outdoors, no matter what time of day, even though she prefers the middle of the night in Summer. Cool breeze and the best view, as she thinks. Mizuumi loves swimming, even though she hasn’t had the chance to in ages, and the thought of jumping in water makes her shiver, so her love is ignored. Her favorite food is cheesecake, followed by peanut butter and jelly.
Mizuumi is a clumsy girl when not fighting physically, so she trips over her own feet quite often. Because of her past she trusts little to no one, and prefers to be alone. But once you get past the icy layer that surrounds her very essence, she’s a nice person who wants to love and be loved.
History:
Mizuumi and her big sister were playing together on the base. Their father was the legendary Giovanni, the leader of the infamous Team Rocket. Their mother… A simple woman who fell in love with the worst human being. Nonetheless, their mother loved Pokémon, and was utterly against the harm Giovanni’s grunts would use to obtain Pokémon.
Mizuumi grew up on the headquarters of Team Rocket, being the younger of two daughters Giovanni and his lover, Evelyn. Mizuumi’s older sister, Keko, was the heiress of Team Rocket, and loved every moment of it.
”Mama!!” Mizuumi and Keko sobbed, kneeling beside their dying mother. Giovanni was fighting with a Pokémon, trying to capture it, and Evelyn jumped in the way, trying to stop the fight. In the end, it cut her life short.
“Don’t die…!” Keko hoarsely whispered, trying to be the mature one. Tears still fell from her puffy eyes. Mizuumi didn’t care. She choked on her sobs, nearly hyperventilating. All Mizuumi knew was her mother was going to sleep for a really long time. Keko was seven; she knew that their mother was dying. Mizuumi, being five, just knew it was like sleep.
Mizuumi now fights off evil, hoping to continue what her mother died doing – protecting Pokémon’s lives. She’s fought her older sister, Keko, countless times, along with her heartless father. In the most recent fight, Keko injected Mizuumi with Typlosion DNA. And thus created a new Mizuumi. Her anger sometimes is a problem, because of the fiery DNA intertwining with her original genes, but she’s learning to control it.
Three years has passed since she was turned to a pokemorph. Nothing really changed, except the region she helped protect suddenly collapsed. Wandering aimlessly, she stumbled upon rumors of a new region, with bizarre occurences involving pokemon. So Mizuumi came to the Twilight Region.
Type of Trainer: Pokemon Trainer
Activity: I'll be on Tuesday, Thursday-Sunday. Mondays and Wednesdays I have class with no computer.
Roleplay Sample:
((OOC: This is from a corrupt government role play.))
Medb held her breath as the attacker inched closer. She knew he was onto making noise, since she was now utterly deaf. No noise was made in the forest, as though every living creature watched in anticipation of her demise. She could just imagine it, a group of deer, squirrels and every other critter around her, hanging from a branch in a noose. Then Wilds fighting over her rotting corpse for a late afternoon snack...
Noises interrupted Medb's vivid images of her coming demise. She dared not to breathe, her assailant far too close for comfort. She watched from the shadows, as a dark figure danced around. If you would call it dancing, he had no coordination. He soon left and vanished into bushes a little farther away.
"Rebell..." Medb read the portion of the word that he had etched into the earth. She adjusted ever so slightly and saw the rest of the words. "Rebellion; friend or foe."
She exhaled, and took a deep breath, happy she was able to breathe again. She stood up and took out her large bandanna-like ribbon from her hair, and brushed back her hair behind her pointed ears. She knew her lack of height wouldn't give her mutation away. The lack of muscle and ears would scream "Elf."
Other:
Typlosion Pokémorph.
