Post by jackaroo on Mar 21, 2009 4:05:54 GMT -6
Name: Mike Heneler
Gender: Male
Age: Fifteen
Appearance:
{{really not in the mood to do a big description, sorry.}}
Dorm Wanted: 304
Classes Wanted: Pokemon History; Pokemon Anatomy; Pokemon Psychology Breeding 101, Battling Techniques.
Personality:
{{Talk about a bad personality description. >.> }}
History:
Secret Word:Fruitcake
Gender: Male
Age: Fifteen
Appearance:
{{really not in the mood to do a big description, sorry.}}
Dorm Wanted: 304
Classes Wanted: Pokemon History; Pokemon Anatomy; Pokemon Psychology Breeding 101, Battling Techniques.
Personality:
Ever since being a young child, mike has always been quite an odd person. He has always spoken to plants and trees, telling others he can 'hear their thoughts'. Of course, this lead him to become one of the biggest social out casts of all times, yet that doesn't stop him from doing what he feels is right. Of course, he gets picked on quite a bit in the big wide world, but he tends to just shrug it off with the attitude of ' If you're going to be that pathetic, you're not worth my time.'. Because of this, he has grown up too quickly for his parent's liking, and he left home before his eleventh birthday, so he could go off to Cherrilli Academy and hopefully become a Pokèmon breeder. He always has had the paranoia of making sure he looks okay. This doesn't mean he cares what other people think of his appearance, he cares more of what he sees in the mirror.
A lot of people wouldn't really notice it, but he can be the happiest person anyone could ever find, which also contradicts his love for dark type Pokèmon and Ghosts, as they are commonly known to bring depressed thoughts, or fear. The thing that brought on his love for these Pokèmon was when he moved into a house with his parents at the age of four and they found a wild Haunter living in the house, which soon grew attached to them and continued living with them. However, when Mike is feeling down, he tends to write poetry or sing, no matter how bad his singing is. He sometimes also writes stories to express his feelings.
{{Talk about a bad personality description. >.> }}
History:
At conception, something had gone wrong, in his parent's eyes. A 'missing gene' had decided to re-appear and come back and inflict it's damage on Mike. He was a half Pokè-morph, which meant he could take the form of a Pokemon, but couldn't use any of the abilities. The morph only became apparent when he was two, when he began fading in and out of walls. He was a Shuppet Pokèmorph. His parents didn't know what to do, until they finally learned they would have to accept it, as they weren't going to put him up for adoption.
At the age of three, Mike moved into his first house with his parents, well, their first move. He had been living in a run down flat which was due to fall down at any moment, so they went off and broke the bank to buy a detached manor house in the middle of the country, so they could get better at raising their Pokèmon and to eventually breed them. Mike soon began living his life when he was about seven and they moved to the city, realizing that living in the middle of no where wasn't for them. It was a nice change, more people meant socializing, making friends, enemies and seeing more tame Pokèmon. When they moved into that house, they knew something odd was at work, it turned out there was a Haunter living there, watching their every move deciding whether or not to terrorize them. Thankfully, the Haunter took liking to Mike, therefore stayed with them as Mike's first ever Pokèmon. Ever since then, Mike had got himself a passion for darker Pokèmon, dreaming of one day owning an army of Ghosts and Dark types. When he was nine, he threw a bit of a birthday bash for him and a few friends, and that is when he announced he is moving out on his tenth birthday to go Pokèmon collecting with only him and his Haunter. His parents were worried, of course, but they knew his Haunter would protect him to the best of her ability.
It came to his tenth birthday. He had his bags packed, the lot. He said farewell to his parents, naturally, there were a lot of tears, but they moved on, knowing he would return one day. Not much happened through the time he was away as he didn't have much money, so he didn't end up buying Pokèballs, he ended up just traveling wherever he could. Him and his Haunter had their laughs, their arguments, everything two friends would be expected to have. Soon, before he knew it, it was his fourteenth birthday and his parents came out to find him. They had a surprise for him. They had invested in a house for Mike and bought it for him, telling him that once he's ready, the house they had just bought was his. He accepted the house, but told them he was going to Cherrilli Pokèmon academy first. He explained the courses he was going to do, and his parents couldn't be happier. Then the biggest surprise came for him. His parents had gone off and started up a breeding company, and they had managed to get themselves an Ekans, and it was his fourteenth birthday present for Mike. Mike was over the moon. A house and an Ekans for his birthday? He was in heaven. It soon came to his fifteenth birthday and he entered the Cherrilli Academy, and filled out the application forms.
Secret Word:Fruitcake
Sorry it's so bad. I've just got mental block today. No, not writer's block. mental block. xD I'm not thinking straight at all. =(
