Post by ♫Ginny♪ on Mar 2, 2011 10:32:53 GMT -5
Connor Lee O'Brien
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[/u][/size][/right]Let's Get It Started...NAME: Connor Lee O'Brien
NICKNAME: N/A
AGE: Male
GENDER: 12
HOME TOWN: Beechleaf Town
SIDE: Good
JOB: Breeder
POKEMON TYPEOF CHOICE: Fire
THEME SONG: N/A
CANON OR ORIGINAL: Original....In Here
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[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]To Be Your Own Best Friend...APPERANCE:
Connor stand at about 4'8 and is still growing. He weighs about 89 pounds. Connor has almost white blonde hair that is almost always messy and spiky. His hair is really think. And out of his hair pokes two red growlith like ears. His eyes are rather large and are a blue green color. Sticking out of his back side is a large thick orange tail.
Connor wears black jeans and a black t-shirt. Over the black t-shirt he wears an orange jacket with black jagged stripes. {points to picture} On the top of his head is a pair of brown goggles. Around his neck is a brown choker with silver studs that come to a sharp point. Connor rarely ever smiles and almost always has his hands stuck in his jacket pockets. On his right eye is a small scanner that he created. It can take pictures it's water proof up to 60 ft deep. It also has wifi so he can find out a persons information. The scanner can also also detect how strong a pokemon/poke'morph is and tell his what there moves are. [It is Version IV}
PERSONALITY:
Connor is rather quiet and rarely ever speaks. Most people tend to think he can't speak because of how little he does speak. Connor loves to read and almost always has his nose stuck in a book. Connor likes to be alone with just his pokemon. He never has to talk to his pokemon to tell them what attacks to use. He communicates to them through whistles and hand signs.
Many people believe Connor is stuck up and mean. But that is the complete opposite of what he really is. Connor is very kind and caring. He just doesn't like to talk if he doesn't have to. Connor loves the technology side of science. He loves creating new things and carries many different things to make new stuff in his book bag.
LIKES:
- Reading
- Fire Type Pokemon
- Swimming
- Science
DIS-LIKES:
- Talking
- Being bugged by other trainers
- The thought that pokemon are slowly disappearing
FAMILY: Officer Jenny
LEVEL: 5
MOVES:
- Bite
- Roar
- Ember
....On The Outside Looking In
[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]Leave Out All The Rest...HISTORY:
Forgotten Past
Connor was found in a garbage bin when he was only days old. She ended up taken him home and raising him as her own. He had no siblings or even a father. It was just him his adopted mother and her Arcanine. He grew up in a loving and caring home. As he was growing up he never shut up. Whether he was talking about wanting to some day be a great Fire pokemon breeder or about how he wanted to become a police officer someday just like his mom.
It was when he was eight years old that Connor was taken from his home. His mother had bean called out for an emergency. While she was gone he had gone out back to the weeping willow tree in the field behind his house and started working on the first version on his scanner. An old man came up to him and told him he had a pokemon egg that he could not care for. He told him that he wished to give it to the boy thinking he would be a great trainer some day. He led Connor to a truck and opened the back door. When Connor stepped into the back of the truck {Semi like truck but much smaller} the door slammed behind him and he heard a click as the door was locked from the outside. Though he banged on the door and screamed at the top of his lungs no one came to his rescue. For the next week as the man drove across the country he was locked in there. They would tie his legs and arms together giving him just enough room to stumble forwards once a night so he could go to the bathroom. Twice a day they would give him food to eat. Finally when they got to where they where going the blind folded him and carried him into a deep dark and cold building. Where he was locked up into a cell. Over the next three years many experiments where done on him. Finally during the third year he was knocked unconscious and placed into a large glass containment area that was filled with a reddish yellow liquid and an oxygen mask placed over his mouth and nose. He was unconscious during the whole transition while his body was slowly changed from human to a growlith gijinka.
The Remembered
On Connor's twelfth birthday Connor woke up with his face down in the middle of a field. He remembered nothing except his name age and that it was his birthday. As he looked over himself he realized he was only wearing pants and they where pretty ragged and dirty down by the ankles. He had now idea what the hell happened or how he got where he did. But he knew he needed help. His arms, chest, face and legs where covered in second and first degree burns. As he looked around he could see a house in the distance. Getting up he stumbled and dragged himself to the house. It took him almost four hours to get there when normally it would have taken him fifteen to thirty minutes. When he did get there all the lights where off no one was home. He collapsed on the front porch and fell unconscious. Hours passed before the family returned to find him on there porch. They quickly took him to the hospital where he was treated for his wounds. What they couldn't figure out was why he had ears and a tail like a growlith. They where not sure if they should take him to a pokemon center or a human hospital. They quickly decided on the human hospital. He was in there for ten days battling life and death. When he was finally starting to heal they put him through reconstructive surgery to try and make his burned skin better. Eventually except for a few scars from the burns on his chest they where able to repair 95% of his skin.
Six months have passed since he left the hospital and Connor is now trying to find himself. He wants to learn who he is or was. Every day he is battling to remember his pas.....I Ain't The Sharpest Tool In The Shed.
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RP SAMPLE: N/A
Sayin' Ayo, Gotta Let Go.
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[/size]Hands Held High Into A Sky So Blue...NICKNAME: Ginny
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
ROLE-PLAYING CLASS: Intermediate
FOUNDATION: I created the site
....Ocean Opens Up To Swallow You
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