Post by frosty on Aug 24, 2012 18:29:10 GMT -6
[atrb= cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style, width:550px; bTable]  I know in this world what is true, Victory Seekers / Team Necro will see me through! |
This is how I am, take it or leave it! Upon first meeting Frosty, people tend to assume that she’s just what she looks—a sweet, innocent, and naïve girl with no life experience. While she is a sweet girl, sometimes sickeningly so, in the way that she indulges her pokemon, she is not innocent, nor is she naïve. She can have a sharp tongue and can sometimes rely upon sarcasm too much when she feels tense or argumentative. Even though she’s seen many bad things in her life, she has managed to stay a gentle, kind person. She often runs into young trainers on their own journeys, and will go out of her way to make sure that they have a good meal in their bellies, mostly cooked with her own hands and money. She babies the pokemon that she comes into contact with, especially after a tough training session with them. She’s also a good friend to have on one’s side. She’s very affectionate with her friends, but she is pretty shy when she’s not among them. Her politeness has won over many, as has her quietness has drawn many a listener. Her biggest fault, though, is that she can be a gossip, no matter how hard she tries not to be. The story of how I came to be. Frosty had a rather normal childhood. Her mother was a pokemon breeder and use to baby sit the pokemon of people around town when they needed her to. Her father was a pokemon trainer he use to say that he was like the police force of the town. He would patrol the towns borders making sure no dangerous wild pokemon came in and attacked people. His pokemon were a Scyther and a Snorlax. Frost spent most of her time and life helping her mother around the town. She gained comfort around pokemon and it seemed like pokemon were more relaxed around her. Her favorite type of pokemon to be around is Fire and Ghost types. When she left for her journey she wanted to collect Fire and Ghost type pokemon. When she was 14 her father was killed by a swarm and beedrill that had attacked the town. Frosty knew that she had to take up her fathers job and borrows a torchic from a family friend when she was at her fathers funeral. She and that torchic patrolled the borders of the town for 2 years on her 16th birthday her cousin came to town and took over so that Frosty could go on her own pokemon journey |