Post by crow on May 30, 2012 2:29:55 GMT -6
Name: Jordan Halle
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Jordan has a cool outward appearance. It would not be difficult to label him as the stoic, contemplative sort. This label would be very incorrect though, for though his exterior is tranquil his veins run with fire. Jordan is a deceptively impulsive individual, and even when he goes wild this trait can be hard to discern, as he will never drop that aloof atmosphere. It can still land him in a bit of trouble though, as his attitude doesn’t make him any less reckless. In short, Jordan is a storm that runs cold.
Much to the surprise of many, this trainer is more than competent when it comes to basic homecare tasks. Most supreme are his culinary skills. While Jordan is not exactly a gourmet chef, he can whip up some truly delicious meals. This isn’t any less true without a kitchen, as he is knows enough about outdoor cooking to continue making masterpiece dishes on the road. During his time with the Dregs he also taught himself how to make pokemon food, which benefits him greatly as a trainer. He would much rather feed them regular food for simplicity, but that would get too expensive.
Jordan has a soft spot for small, cute pokemon. His aura of cool will never quite break down in the presence of one, but sometimes he has to visibly resist the urge to give a pat or chin scratch or the like.
Trainer Class: Trainer
Hometown: Tornadra City
History: Before his story is told, it is important that you understand something about Jordan. While it would be easy for some hackneyed writer to paint his tale as one of tragedy and woe, Jordan himself does not see it that way. Was he as fortunate as some others? Not particularly. His home was essentially the definition of low income, and his single parent was not the most attentive guardian in the world. But he does not angst about these things, nor does he feel particularly bad about it. There are much better things to be moody about and, frankly, he felt pretty content up until recently.
Do you understand? Yes? Excellent, let’s move on.
As previously stated, Jordan was born and raised in the heap commonly known as Tornadra. He has only ever known his mother; presumably a father of some sort exists somewhere, but he does not know the man or even what became of him. His mom has never divulged the answer and he never cared enough to ask. The guy was just gone. It was enough.
It would be a lie to say his mother never factored into his life. For all intents and purposes she could be considered neglectful, and mostly left the young child to do whatever he pleased. Jordan could - and often did - leave home unannounced for days on end without question and only receive a sleepy hello upon return. Eventually he stopped going to school around the tender age of ten when he realized she wouldn’t notice or care, and a year later he started running with a gang of youths. He never really got into their more troubling activities though, and they mostly just made him a gopher on account of his age. Still, those were some of the most memorable years of his life.
As time went by Jordan started adding ink to his arm. This was courtesy of the gang, one of whom was a pretty good artist for an amateur. Over the next five years or so his tattoo was added to until, finally, it became a sleeve. It is very obviously the work of a beginner but he wears it with pride, as it is a visual representation of old bonds.
But now he waves goodbye to this rust pile of a city. Following a brief arrest (small offense, held for like a day) a certain amount of wanderlust had taken root, and much to the bafflement of everyone Jordan has resolved to handle it by becoming a pokemon trainer. Much to his surprise it was his mother who saw him off, waving farewell as he started on the long road to Dusk Town. To this day he’s not entirely sure how she even found out; he certainly hadn’t told her.
Team:
Pokemon Name: Tara (Combee)
Pokemon Gender: Female
Pokemon Level: 5
Pokemon Ability: Honey Gather
Pokemon Personality: Sassy, Punk, Know-it-all, Attention seeker, Secretly caring, Slightly hostile, Brutish, Likes to fight
Pokemon Moveset: Sweet Scent, Gust, Fury Cutter, Pursuit
Pokemon HP: 24
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Jordan has a cool outward appearance. It would not be difficult to label him as the stoic, contemplative sort. This label would be very incorrect though, for though his exterior is tranquil his veins run with fire. Jordan is a deceptively impulsive individual, and even when he goes wild this trait can be hard to discern, as he will never drop that aloof atmosphere. It can still land him in a bit of trouble though, as his attitude doesn’t make him any less reckless. In short, Jordan is a storm that runs cold.
Much to the surprise of many, this trainer is more than competent when it comes to basic homecare tasks. Most supreme are his culinary skills. While Jordan is not exactly a gourmet chef, he can whip up some truly delicious meals. This isn’t any less true without a kitchen, as he is knows enough about outdoor cooking to continue making masterpiece dishes on the road. During his time with the Dregs he also taught himself how to make pokemon food, which benefits him greatly as a trainer. He would much rather feed them regular food for simplicity, but that would get too expensive.
Jordan has a soft spot for small, cute pokemon. His aura of cool will never quite break down in the presence of one, but sometimes he has to visibly resist the urge to give a pat or chin scratch or the like.
Trainer Class: Trainer
Hometown: Tornadra City
History: Before his story is told, it is important that you understand something about Jordan. While it would be easy for some hackneyed writer to paint his tale as one of tragedy and woe, Jordan himself does not see it that way. Was he as fortunate as some others? Not particularly. His home was essentially the definition of low income, and his single parent was not the most attentive guardian in the world. But he does not angst about these things, nor does he feel particularly bad about it. There are much better things to be moody about and, frankly, he felt pretty content up until recently.
Do you understand? Yes? Excellent, let’s move on.
As previously stated, Jordan was born and raised in the heap commonly known as Tornadra. He has only ever known his mother; presumably a father of some sort exists somewhere, but he does not know the man or even what became of him. His mom has never divulged the answer and he never cared enough to ask. The guy was just gone. It was enough.
It would be a lie to say his mother never factored into his life. For all intents and purposes she could be considered neglectful, and mostly left the young child to do whatever he pleased. Jordan could - and often did - leave home unannounced for days on end without question and only receive a sleepy hello upon return. Eventually he stopped going to school around the tender age of ten when he realized she wouldn’t notice or care, and a year later he started running with a gang of youths. He never really got into their more troubling activities though, and they mostly just made him a gopher on account of his age. Still, those were some of the most memorable years of his life.
As time went by Jordan started adding ink to his arm. This was courtesy of the gang, one of whom was a pretty good artist for an amateur. Over the next five years or so his tattoo was added to until, finally, it became a sleeve. It is very obviously the work of a beginner but he wears it with pride, as it is a visual representation of old bonds.
But now he waves goodbye to this rust pile of a city. Following a brief arrest (small offense, held for like a day) a certain amount of wanderlust had taken root, and much to the bafflement of everyone Jordan has resolved to handle it by becoming a pokemon trainer. Much to his surprise it was his mother who saw him off, waving farewell as he started on the long road to Dusk Town. To this day he’s not entirely sure how she even found out; he certainly hadn’t told her.
Team:
Pokemon Name: Tara (Combee)
Pokemon Gender: Female
Pokemon Level: 5
Pokemon Ability: Honey Gather
Pokemon Personality: Sassy, Punk, Know-it-all, Attention seeker, Secretly caring, Slightly hostile, Brutish, Likes to fight
Pokemon Moveset: Sweet Scent, Gust, Fury Cutter, Pursuit
Pokemon HP: 24
