Post by ikuye on May 29, 2012 21:13:56 GMT -6
Name: Riley
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Trainer Class: Trainer
Hometown: Violet City
Appearance: She is 5’9 (tall and intimidating) and rather scrawny. She has brown eyes, kind of like coffee with creamer in it, and platinum/grayish blonde hair that comes about an inch past her shoulders. She always wears a plaid green skirt with black tights and a half black and half white shirt with a black long sleeved jacket on top. She has a necklace with a pendant, which is usually covered by a gray scarf. Everywhere she goes she carries her guitar case around with her and constantly has a cigarette in her hand. Don’t forget those black glasses either.
Personality: Riley is your typical bad a** punk rock girl who doesn’t give a crap about anything or anyone. She mostly stays to herself when around people she doesn’t know, but once she knows you she is much different. If she likes you she is rather nice and fun to be around. If she doesn’t like you, well, let’s just say she is extremely blunt with what she thinks of you. She is also artsy. Of course she loves to play the guitar, unless she is just carrying the case around to look cool. Also, she writes her own music, but rarely plays it for people since her band broke up.
History:
Her childhood was not the greatest, but she can’t complain. Her family was poor, only buying the necessities, if they could even afford that, but her family was very loving. Sadly, when she was ten, her mother was killed by a wild pokemon. She doesn’t like to go into much detail about the ordeal, because it is rather gruesome and emotional, not to mention riveting. The only possession her mother had was a necklace, so when she passed away, Riley began to wear it. After that, her life was completely turned around. Her father never was the same. He started getting into drugs and ended up losing the house. By age fifteen she had left, because she didn’t want her dad screwing up her life any more than he already had.
She found other kids about her age on the streets and ended up forming a group, which ended up becoming her band, Down With the System (Are you happy Bay?). She grew close to one of the members of her new ‘band’ and his parents ended up taking her in. Since her mother was killed by a pokemon, she hadn’t been too fond of them. One day, while playing guitar on the streets, a Mr. Mime came up to her and gave her a nickel (I am only keeping this part because it made Bay laugh. You’re welcome), ever since she had a love for pokemon. All of her donations from the streets after that went to pokemon centers or anything pokemon related, and after a dispute of leadership between her and the band members, she decided she would devote herself to becoming a pokemon trainer.
Her life was pretty much a bad soap opera.
