Post by Spirit on Jun 19, 2012 0:44:30 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 will see me through! |
This is how I am, take it or leave it! Den is a cold-hearted guy with a big hatred for Pokemon, he considers Pokemon a nuisance and un-needed things. Den's hatred for Pokemon however isn't actually cause of something Pokemon did to them, Den's real hatred is aimed at his over-obsessed parents. Den feels like his parents care more about Pokemon and his dead brother then him. Den doesn't really care much for company either, or at least he tries not to show it, when Den pushed himself away from the Pokemon world, he pushed everyone out as well. Den rarely smiles and always seems annoyed, which he is. Den is often a very annoyed person. The story of how I came to be. Den grew up within Torrentia City. His family was made up of severe poke-fans, Pokemon Trainers, Breeders, you name it, everything in his family revolved around Pokemon.Den's parents were no exception to the long and large family of fans. This would make most expect Den to also be an over-obsessed Pokemon fan as well, this however was not the case. Den, unlike his entire family, disliked Pokemon. It wasn't that Pokemon did anything, and if it were in any other case, Den would love Pokemon too. It was his families obsession however that pushed him away. Den's family quite literately worshiped all Pokemon, there was a day dedicated to every Pokemon. While Den's family and relatives celebrated these days, Den felt forgotten, and to say the truth, he kind of was. When Den's older brother, who went out to become a Pokemon trainer was reported dead, Den hoped his parents would use the little time of mourning to notice their last son. This didn't happen, in fact, the attention was given to his brother's Pokemon. Having given up, Den locked himself up. He was already unnoticed, he wondered if disappearing would do something. He stayed locked up for a year and a half, only leaving his room when his family slept or went out. When Den finally came to see his parents it was his 15th birthday, for the first time ever, Den's parents actually took notice of him, for the first time, Den felt excited. His parents told him they had a surprise for their favorite son, he was their favorite? It wasn't what he wanted though, it was quite the opposite, it was obvious he wasn't their favorite, he was just their last chance to have a Pokemon trainer for a son. What was his present? He had the honor of going to Dust Town to get his very own Pokemon and become a Pokemon trainer. Pokemon, oh how he despises them and the attention they get. Den's parents dragged Den out to shop for new cloths and threw a special little party for his going away to become a Pokemon Trainer. Den herd the words of his Parents "Oh I'm so excited for him, he's been wanting to become a trainer for so long. I'm sure he'll make such a good trainer like his brother." Den never wanted this, Den hated Pokemon, Den hated his family. Den slept little that night and that morning, he was taken to Dust Town Via large flying type Pokemon. (Quick side-note: I plan on Den to eventually get attached to his Pokemon, I plan on having him deny likeing his pokemon at first, but he will start getting attached.) |
