Post by Oliver Larsen on Jul 6, 2018 17:57:52 GMT -8
Oliver Larsen
Oli | 22 | Male Heterosexual |
Caravella City | Trainer | Pokemon Trainer |
Appearance
Oliver is a caucasian lean young man around 6 ft tall. Blond hair on top of his head that is covered most of the time underneath a black snapback. Some hair pointed upwards comes out below the hat while wearing it backward. Green eyes, a sharp nose, and a smooth chin finish the top aspect.
Mostly wearing black jeans topped with a shirt, a sweater that matches with the sneakers underneath. A black watch and wristband on his left wrist are finishing his look.
The letters E and V are on his hat. Those letters are the letters from his Parents breeding company specialized in breeding Eevee's.
Personality
*Competitive: Losing is one of the few things he hates the most. He would like to be the best, to be in the highest order from the things he does. He can accept defeat as his opponent is much stronger, talented, then he is. Every loss is a learning process.
*Pokemon Compassion: Seeing Pokemon in trouble, need for help, be abused is something he can't bare. He believes that they also have the right to be happy and to be treated as equals. Seeing Pokemon being exploited will lose his mind and could change his calm attitude into a tantrum.
*Solo: Oliver has no trouble making friends, making contact with other persons. He prefers, doesn't want to be dependable on others besides his Pokemon team. If there are mistakes made, then he knows where the source is, himself. It's a lousy attribute that won't hold him back working with others when it is needed.
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History
Oliver is born and raised on a large island not bond to an area. Living a healthy life as a son of Karen and Michael Larsen. He grew up as the youngest child in the family of three kids, living with a brother and sister. Cathy was ten years older, and the difference with his brother Nolan was only six years.
Having a lot of friends from school, he went to on the island. All of them have dreams of traveling around the world. Most of them as trainers, trying to catch all known Pokemon. Others wanted to be a researcher or breeders like their parents. Most of the kids followed in their parent's footsteps. Oliver's parents wanted the same for him. They had a small breeding operation running. They were one of the families that bred Eevee's for specific people. The youngest of the family went to work for his parents as his older siblings did after he finished his school.
Working at his family business from his nineteen till his twenty-two. It was time for him to spread his wings and leave the nest chasing his dreams. Knowledge about Pokemon, specific about Eevee, came with the years working with them.
Oliver could start his journey when he received a Pokemon from his parents. Sure it was an Eevee. This one was caught recently in the wild by Oliver himself while he and his brother went out shopping for food. The male Pokemon had no interest in breeding with others. He wanted to play, like a puppy when it sees a ball. This Eevee was different, and it wanted more than the fences around him. The same thought Oliver had. Both of them had a good bond. The two were most of the time together. Watching tournaments on the television, watching some docus.
He received his Pokedex from his father who was an old trainer that settled on the island meeting his wife. Oliver only had to update it at a local lab in Veria. He received a ticket plus some money to travel by boat for his adventure that would start once arrived in Caravella City.
It is like that how Oli, for the friends, could start his dream. Travel the world and see more Pokemon. He desired to have every evolution from Eevee who he will capture in the wild, getting all badges and proving that this Pokemon is more than it looks.
Pokémon
Pokedex Name: Eevee
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Ability: Anticipation
Moveset:
- Tackle
- Sand-Attack
- Quick-Attack
- Bite
Pokedex Name: Dratini
Nickname:
Gender: Female
Ability: Shed Skin
Moveset:
- Wrap
- Leer
- Dragon Tail
- Slam
Pokedex Name: Growlithe
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Ability: Intimidate
Moveset:
- Bite
- Ember
- Flamethrower
- Fire Fang
Pokedex Name: Nidoran♂
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Ability: Poison Point
Moveset:
- Horn Attack
- Fury Attack
- Poison Sting
- Double Kick
Skills (3/11)
*Telepathy: Minor: A Telepathy Minor is capable of communicating telepathically with their own Pokémon (or those they share a close connection with aside from Dark Types) and pre-warned, willing humans. They may be aware of the stray, impulsive, surface thoughts of others around them but cannot dig deeper without being invited. Their comfortable range is limited to around 50 square feet (15 meters) in any direction, and once someone has moved out of range, the call has been dropped please try again later. A Telepathy Minor can only connect to approximately 6 people/Pokémon at once without suffering headaches during and after. Telepathy Minors may strain themselves to reach out 150ft (46m) in a straight line to communicate with a certain target or close group of targets for a few minutes at a time, but may find themselves incapable of any Psychic use for a good 10 or 20 minutes to recover afterward.[/ul]
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RP Sample
Cabba opened his eyes, noticing that he wasn't at the location where he was destined to be. Everything was blue, his hands and clothes as he looked down to see if he was still in one piece. It was like his eyes had a blue filter. A bluish view and heavy pressure on his slim body were clues that he was in deep trouble. How deep? That was one of the hundred more questions that popped up in his head. One question leads to a new one. It was a line with no end. Cabba was here now, where there might be, and decided to look for more information in the distance. All the space around him was the same, bluish and heavy. Nothing looked to have a stable structure, nothing seemed to be liquid, there was nothing but open space.
Something appeared in the Saiyans left corners eye after a few scans in the distance. A new color, much darker, caught his eye. More questions popped up. What was it? The one that came back over and over again. Cabba started to move slowly, not knowing what his movements and energy could do in this place. Step by step, with each step a higher pace. In a small jog tempo, he arrived at his chosen destination. This dark color, most likely black, was formed into a ball. Curiosity moved Cabba's right hand before he could stop the movement. The small sphere multiplied itself by the touch of the warrior skin into thousands of smaller ones. The soldier of Sadala reacted by jumping backward and brought his hands in front of his body to defend himself. Nothing happened for a whole minute.
Cabba stood there in his defensive stance, waiting for anything to happen. And it did. The thousand sphere that surrounded the Saiyan like stars in the sky started to move. It moved back to each other like it was magnetic. It wasn't forming back to its original form, a ball. This time it was creating a thin black line further into the energy field. You couldn't see where it ended.
"Mmm. This could be a lead for getting out of here. I can not stand here doing nothing. I could be wrong, but I have no other option. I need to do this, not for me but for Sadala."
That little motivation was enough to start moving again. The destination was the end of this thin line that ran beside Cabba's left side. The young man took a faster pace than before, trying to avoid any contact with the black matter next to him. It might explode again and change into a new line with a new destination. Something that he didn't want to test since he tried to get out of here. The short time spending in that space was experienced as ages.
After some time, not sure how long as time was not measurable, Cabba arrived at the end of the line. The ending was the same as his beginning, a small black sphere hanging waist side height. Nothing else around the Saiyan only the black ball and a thin line that was catching up with him making the ball a tiny bit bigger. There was no other choice to touch it again. Again he did with a swift touch. Now it didn't multiply into thousand smaller spheres. A second line was fired out of the ball with the touch of Cabba's hand. The reappeared line fired itself thru the Saiyan starting to form a new shape. Energy, the black sphere, and the line was energy. The teenager felt it while the dark matter went thru his body. No pain or reaction followed after that happening.
Cabba turned around and took a step to his right and gazed at the new shape that was being formed by the dark energy. As the form became more extensive and more apparent, Cabba thought that he had found the exit. What his narrow eyes saw was the same form as the portal he stepped in to. With the difference in color where the opening was.
Waiting, waiting for the energy to end its construction, was what the Saiyan did. It didn't take long when the portal was made by all dark matter. That small sphere was now an opening to the other side, at least somewhere. Somewhere was better than where Cabba was right now. Again he was a few steps away from the gate to something else. And yet again he clenched his fist while approaching the O sized portal. Almost there, almost done. With closed eyes, like he entered this space, the soldier of Sadala walked thru the gate.
A cold breeze passed his nose when he came out of the other zone. Because of that delightful feeling, he forgot to open his eyes. Making him lose his balance as the portal was opened in mid-air and not on the ground as he entered and exited in. A free fall was an apparent continuation of his exit. Cabba opened his eyes when he felt that he was falling. His strength, his power overall was not as it used to be. The teenager was weaker, could this black matter be the reason behind it? Once again came the questions, which was for later after a safe landing. Opening his arms and legs in an X-formation slowed down the speed from his free fall. Enough to take back the control and a calculated landing. Cabba landed on his feet with his arms straight to his small body. He did it, he was out and probably not on planet Sadala anymore as the earth underneath his feet was different.
The adaptation and the scouting from the area, he landed in the middle of the dry land, took long enough to made his presence noticeable. Something or someone was heading towards the member of the Sadala Defense Forces. Numbed feet, from the landing, retained any movement making him an open target. What was coming next?
OOC Information
OOC Name: Oli
Player Pronouns: He/ him
Face Claim: [b]Haikyuu[/b], Kotaro Bokuto as [i]Larsen, Oliver[/i]
Continuity: Original
Starter Items: Trainer
4 PokeBalls, 2 Great Balls, 1 Ultra Ball, 4 Move Techs
made by Wolf of GS