Post by [GreyWolf] on Sept 27, 2007 9:08:21 GMT -5
General Information
Full Name: Kyle Nicholas Kyette
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair Color and Style: Short, blue hair. Usually his hair hangs up, looking ruffled and such that they seem like spikes on top of his head. Though when his hair is damp, is hangs down to frame his face.
Eye Color: Deep hazel in color
Build: His arms are lined with lean muscles as well as body. They don't bulge though, giving his a natural look of any kid. He has a slight tan to his skin, barely white and barely brown. His face is hard and angular. His legs are long, making out about more than half of his height.
Clothing: A blue shirt with faded words that say 'I'll eat you alive' on them, the sleeves almost reaching his elbows. He also usually wears a smooth black jacket over the shirt. The jacket is plain in design and comfortable, the cloth of the jacket is made out of cotton, almost like a shirt itself. A pair of ragged pants for his bottom, dark blue in shade and a pair of blue-and-white streaked sneakers for his feet. This would be usual outfit but he also has an extra shirt of a mix color of red and orange with a Chinese word for wish '希望' on them. He wouls switch between the two shirts from time to time.
Personality: Naturally shy and quiet, calm and collective at other times. He barely knows how to socialize, rather not wanting to instead. Though inside, he can be rather demanding with other people when he really knows them. He isn't at all about giving compliments, usually only when he really means it. A smile is also rare, barely giving any to strangers. His battle style is all about defense, he would rather weaken his foe first rather launching the first blow. During battles he would be quiet, thinking up a new battle strategy.
History: When he was barely 5 years old, his father left him and his mother along with his twin. Though that memory is rather foggy and sometimes doesn't really makes any sense, he would rather not remember things like that. His mother raised him with strict rulings. He respected her and wanted to make her proud of him. Though there was one problem, his mother wasn't at all to the idea of being a pokemon trainer. He would often catch his mother saying something about his dad but then stopping short when she realized what she was talking about. Even so, he presumed that his father was a pokemon trainer before, perhaps he taking a liking to pokemon brought back painful memories for her.
Though training pokemon wasn't really what he wanted. He really wanted to be a breeder. He found the joys of raising pokemon once before, before it was rudely interrupted by his mother.
It began when he found a small bunch of pidgey near the house they lived. The pidgey had several offspring. Ever since he found the nest, he went there nearly everyday, checking on the pidgey to see if they were well. One was not however. One of the pidgey was quite small, underweight in fact. He took it to himself to take care of the bird pokemon. It was rough at first but then the baby pidgey started trusting him and he found it enjoyable to raise pokemon. Soon, however, his mother found out about the pidgey nest and she scared the pidgey away.
Kyle didn't speak to his mother for 2 weeks, only of those school related. Now, Kyle leaves a note on the table. He feels he is finally ready to step out into the world, no longer will his mother hold him back. He explained in the note that he was going to start on his journey and that his mother was welcome to try and find him. His heart ached to finally live by himself, finally able to see if his skills were enough to help him survive.
Full Name: Kyle Nicholas Kyette
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair Color and Style: Short, blue hair. Usually his hair hangs up, looking ruffled and such that they seem like spikes on top of his head. Though when his hair is damp, is hangs down to frame his face.
Eye Color: Deep hazel in color
Build: His arms are lined with lean muscles as well as body. They don't bulge though, giving his a natural look of any kid. He has a slight tan to his skin, barely white and barely brown. His face is hard and angular. His legs are long, making out about more than half of his height.
Clothing: A blue shirt with faded words that say 'I'll eat you alive' on them, the sleeves almost reaching his elbows. He also usually wears a smooth black jacket over the shirt. The jacket is plain in design and comfortable, the cloth of the jacket is made out of cotton, almost like a shirt itself. A pair of ragged pants for his bottom, dark blue in shade and a pair of blue-and-white streaked sneakers for his feet. This would be usual outfit but he also has an extra shirt of a mix color of red and orange with a Chinese word for wish '希望' on them. He wouls switch between the two shirts from time to time.
Personality: Naturally shy and quiet, calm and collective at other times. He barely knows how to socialize, rather not wanting to instead. Though inside, he can be rather demanding with other people when he really knows them. He isn't at all about giving compliments, usually only when he really means it. A smile is also rare, barely giving any to strangers. His battle style is all about defense, he would rather weaken his foe first rather launching the first blow. During battles he would be quiet, thinking up a new battle strategy.
History: When he was barely 5 years old, his father left him and his mother along with his twin. Though that memory is rather foggy and sometimes doesn't really makes any sense, he would rather not remember things like that. His mother raised him with strict rulings. He respected her and wanted to make her proud of him. Though there was one problem, his mother wasn't at all to the idea of being a pokemon trainer. He would often catch his mother saying something about his dad but then stopping short when she realized what she was talking about. Even so, he presumed that his father was a pokemon trainer before, perhaps he taking a liking to pokemon brought back painful memories for her.
Though training pokemon wasn't really what he wanted. He really wanted to be a breeder. He found the joys of raising pokemon once before, before it was rudely interrupted by his mother.
It began when he found a small bunch of pidgey near the house they lived. The pidgey had several offspring. Ever since he found the nest, he went there nearly everyday, checking on the pidgey to see if they were well. One was not however. One of the pidgey was quite small, underweight in fact. He took it to himself to take care of the bird pokemon. It was rough at first but then the baby pidgey started trusting him and he found it enjoyable to raise pokemon. Soon, however, his mother found out about the pidgey nest and she scared the pidgey away.
Kyle didn't speak to his mother for 2 weeks, only of those school related. Now, Kyle leaves a note on the table. He feels he is finally ready to step out into the world, no longer will his mother hold him back. He explained in the note that he was going to start on his journey and that his mother was welcome to try and find him. His heart ached to finally live by himself, finally able to see if his skills were enough to help him survive.