Title: Ciara Meushi - Profile
Description: Persian'Morph | Trainer
Description: Persian'Morph | Trainer
Shrimp - April 29, 2008 11:26 PM (GMT)
Note: Male Turtwig please. :3
Ciara Meushi
.::.~*~.::.(Amateur).::.~*~.::.
Name
Ciara Maki Meushi Hikoru
Gender
Female
Age
Seventeen [17]
Race
Persian Pokč'Morph
Traveling Partners
None
Date of Birth: July 31
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Blood Type: O-
Native Tongue: English, Spanish
Sexuality Preference: Straight
.::.~*~.::.Description.::.~*~.::.
A rather tall girl as far as height for females of her age goes Ciara stands at a respectable 5'6", perhaps due to the Persian genes in her DNA. Not the tallest woman around, but certainly not so small that many others of her gender tower over her. Boys, however, are a totally different case - for they seem to grow as fast and high as pine trees. Weight wise she's a few pounds below the recommended for her height - around 120 pounds or so, give or take five pounds every now and then. This is all due to two big reasons: a very quick metabolism and the fact this girl is always on the move and never still.
Her hair, usually reaching around shoulder length, is often dyed in different and shocking colors. Currently, though, she has allowed to grow and keep its natural orange shades for the time being -- and it will probably stay in this color for this whole the whole journey. Always let lose, and never tied, Ciara is gifted with a well behaving, and tamable, hair -- and she enjoys it. Her eyes area ruby red, much like those of a persian, and her whole body is covered by short, cream hued fur. Ciara adores this, and she wouldn't really change any 'extra' features the Pokemon DNA in her body give her mostly human appearance. Complete with dark brown, round ears and a slender tail curled at the end, her whole appearance definitely screams out "PERSIAN'MORPH!" to the whole world.
And she loves it.
Her attire consists of a forest green and rather short, but tight shirt, that stops a few inches above her belly button - exposing a rather large chunk of abdomen. Across her chest it has the words "Meow!" written in a white color. Next is a belt, consisting of the same hue as her hair and located at her waist, keeping dark brown jeans from slipping any lower. To finish it off she wears black running shoes, nothing special there. All in all, a sporty and comfortable look - perfect for traveling, though appealing to the eye. Depending on who the looker is, of course. Often tossed behind her back is a back pack, holding various shades of gray, silver, pink and lavender. Neither too big nor too small, the item is just the right size for her to carry the needed things for a journey - and supplied with a high amount of pockets.
.::.~*~.::.Personality.::.~*~.::.
Loud & Obnoxious.
The first two words that describe Ciara, and with good reason. Snappish, rude, impatient, annoying and more -- this feline girl is always on the move and has little to no patience. Except for her Pokčmons. And even then it is prone to run on a short fuse, sometimes. Though she has nothing against humans, she is neither overly fond of them and Ciara will not hold back if threatened or insulted in any way. Liking to have the last word in everything, some would think she would have made an excellent lawyer - if only she had been a 'normal human being'. Not that Ciara minds, she prefers the outdoors to a court any time of her life, and traveling does suit her well.
Time-bomb.
Like previously mentioned, she has a short fuse. Often she can be known to lose her cool -- and in the end perhaps act the wrong way. Instead of choosing the most convenient course to resolve a situation she will often pick the most obstacle filled one. At least when ticked off. When she's calm and without stress the Persian'Morph proves to be quite cunning, sly and smart, coming up with nice tactics and strategies -- as well as magnificent combos with attack moves. She can either do extremely well in a battle, or mess it up completely. No mediums or balances here for her. Also, she can and will flirt if coming across a member of the opposite [censored] that she finds attractive. Just a heads up for the guys.
.::.~*~.::.History.::.~*~.::.
Long ago, far away from the Region of Lanorae, there was an evil organization team, well known by the name of Team Rocket. Their leader, a man attracted by power and wealth, wished to create the perfect Pokemon -- and thus the legend known as Mewtwo was born. Naturally, he couldn't control it, and the Pokemon escaped after devastation his lab. Giovanni wasn't pleased with this, but neither did he learn his lesson. No, instead the man continued to tinker and hire scientist to keep on meddling with the affairs of genetics, a new and ambitious project in mind. He would fuse humans with Pokemons, create a whole new being with the best of both worlds. And he would rule them, they would be his army, his servants. Then, one day, the whole world would feel the wrath and power he would unleash through them - and finally the world would belong to Team Rocket. To him.
And all would have gone to plan, had the free-will every human and Pokemon retained not intervened.
Twenty-five years he kept them prisoners, doing his bidding, until finally the Poke'Morphs rebelled one day. Five leaders guided the mass: a Dragonite'Morph(Draco), a Raichu'Morh(Ralzo), a Swellow'Morph(Seliera), a Snorlax'Morph(Dioredos) and a Persian'Morph(Perseios). On and on they fought the Rockets, slowly obtaining their freedom. Many fell that day, but many more had finally obtained what they had longed for so long -- and fled. A group of inhabited islands became their new homes, the Poke'morphs dispersing through them and slowly populating the land. However, causalities had struck, and three of the leaders had fallen. The strong Draco, the energetic Ralzo and the cunning Perseios. Still, the rest went on, living heir new free lives and raising their young. Even a young Persian'Morph by the name of Leiras, and the unborn child she carried in her womb at the time.
Ciara was raised in an ambient where everyone accepted one another, all Poke'Morphs helped each other in the community - striving to be the best they could and ensure a safe and prosper future to their offspring. Soon they had developed just like humans: having their own school, markets, homes, jobs and everything else. They lived what they considered a normal life, a life they did have a right to. And Pokemons were always in the town - wild or tamed, they flocked the streets and helped those they fancied. A small but harmonious and balanced atmosphere. In this Ciara grew up in. But the child longed for action, for something more. Excitement. And her wish arrived one day - though not in the way she would have desired. Ten years had passed since the Poke'Morphs had obtained their freedom, ten years in which Giovanni strengthened his force. And one day the attack suddenly fell on the small islands, with no warning, and most of the population was wiped out. Those who survived either fled into human civilization, or were captured by the Rockets themselves. Ciara was one of the lucky ones, fleeing to a nearby region.
Life didn't treat her good, and it was during this time hat she learned the world wasn't as pure and perfect as it had been in those small islands. Humans were competitive, treacherous, always pulling for them, for their benefits, regardless of others. They discriminated, and often she as the target of taunts and endless abuse. Luckily an old lady who lived on a barn of her own, skilled in breeding and away from the unforgiving town, found the dirty and scratch covered child -- before taking Ciara in as a child of her own. Unlike many this elder didn't seem to be so negative towards 'Morphs and even treated Ciara as if she were a 'normal' child. Her oldest son, a scientist, was more reproachful towards the Kitty-Kid at first -- though eventually warmed up to the 'Morph as well. Her features have always held true to the Persian roots that she holds today. Ciara was also quite fond of dyeing her hair multiple colors, always having a belt to go with the current hair color.
Finally, upon turning seventeen, she decided the sedentary life she had was no longer enough to provide her with excitement and, after her 'brother' gave her 'mom' a young Skitty she decided it would be ok for her to leave the Breeding Farm. She did her best to train the new kitten while still there, managing to shape her into an excellent Spearow chaser. After saying her farewells her brother gave her a ride to the Ferry station, where she climbed up on one and reached a new Region. Rumors of a legend told among the land have made her curious, and the Persian'Morph is determined to find out as much about them as she can - and plans on trying to give 'Morphs a better name and fame.
.::.~*~.::.(Amateur).::.~*~.::.
Name
Ciara Maki Meushi Hikoru
Gender
Female
Age
Seventeen [17]
Race
Persian Pokč'Morph
Traveling Partners
None
Date of Birth: July 31
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Blood Type: O-
Native Tongue: English, Spanish
Sexuality Preference: Straight
.::.~*~.::.Description.::.~*~.::.
A rather tall girl as far as height for females of her age goes Ciara stands at a respectable 5'6", perhaps due to the Persian genes in her DNA. Not the tallest woman around, but certainly not so small that many others of her gender tower over her. Boys, however, are a totally different case - for they seem to grow as fast and high as pine trees. Weight wise she's a few pounds below the recommended for her height - around 120 pounds or so, give or take five pounds every now and then. This is all due to two big reasons: a very quick metabolism and the fact this girl is always on the move and never still.
Her hair, usually reaching around shoulder length, is often dyed in different and shocking colors. Currently, though, she has allowed to grow and keep its natural orange shades for the time being -- and it will probably stay in this color for this whole the whole journey. Always let lose, and never tied, Ciara is gifted with a well behaving, and tamable, hair -- and she enjoys it. Her eyes area ruby red, much like those of a persian, and her whole body is covered by short, cream hued fur. Ciara adores this, and she wouldn't really change any 'extra' features the Pokemon DNA in her body give her mostly human appearance. Complete with dark brown, round ears and a slender tail curled at the end, her whole appearance definitely screams out "PERSIAN'MORPH!" to the whole world.
And she loves it.
Her attire consists of a forest green and rather short, but tight shirt, that stops a few inches above her belly button - exposing a rather large chunk of abdomen. Across her chest it has the words "Meow!" written in a white color. Next is a belt, consisting of the same hue as her hair and located at her waist, keeping dark brown jeans from slipping any lower. To finish it off she wears black running shoes, nothing special there. All in all, a sporty and comfortable look - perfect for traveling, though appealing to the eye. Depending on who the looker is, of course. Often tossed behind her back is a back pack, holding various shades of gray, silver, pink and lavender. Neither too big nor too small, the item is just the right size for her to carry the needed things for a journey - and supplied with a high amount of pockets.
.::.~*~.::.Personality.::.~*~.::.
Loud & Obnoxious.
The first two words that describe Ciara, and with good reason. Snappish, rude, impatient, annoying and more -- this feline girl is always on the move and has little to no patience. Except for her Pokčmons. And even then it is prone to run on a short fuse, sometimes. Though she has nothing against humans, she is neither overly fond of them and Ciara will not hold back if threatened or insulted in any way. Liking to have the last word in everything, some would think she would have made an excellent lawyer - if only she had been a 'normal human being'. Not that Ciara minds, she prefers the outdoors to a court any time of her life, and traveling does suit her well.
Time-bomb.
Like previously mentioned, she has a short fuse. Often she can be known to lose her cool -- and in the end perhaps act the wrong way. Instead of choosing the most convenient course to resolve a situation she will often pick the most obstacle filled one. At least when ticked off. When she's calm and without stress the Persian'Morph proves to be quite cunning, sly and smart, coming up with nice tactics and strategies -- as well as magnificent combos with attack moves. She can either do extremely well in a battle, or mess it up completely. No mediums or balances here for her. Also, she can and will flirt if coming across a member of the opposite [censored] that she finds attractive. Just a heads up for the guys.
.::.~*~.::.History.::.~*~.::.
Long ago, far away from the Region of Lanorae, there was an evil organization team, well known by the name of Team Rocket. Their leader, a man attracted by power and wealth, wished to create the perfect Pokemon -- and thus the legend known as Mewtwo was born. Naturally, he couldn't control it, and the Pokemon escaped after devastation his lab. Giovanni wasn't pleased with this, but neither did he learn his lesson. No, instead the man continued to tinker and hire scientist to keep on meddling with the affairs of genetics, a new and ambitious project in mind. He would fuse humans with Pokemons, create a whole new being with the best of both worlds. And he would rule them, they would be his army, his servants. Then, one day, the whole world would feel the wrath and power he would unleash through them - and finally the world would belong to Team Rocket. To him.
And all would have gone to plan, had the free-will every human and Pokemon retained not intervened.
Twenty-five years he kept them prisoners, doing his bidding, until finally the Poke'Morphs rebelled one day. Five leaders guided the mass: a Dragonite'Morph(Draco), a Raichu'Morh(Ralzo), a Swellow'Morph(Seliera), a Snorlax'Morph(Dioredos) and a Persian'Morph(Perseios). On and on they fought the Rockets, slowly obtaining their freedom. Many fell that day, but many more had finally obtained what they had longed for so long -- and fled. A group of inhabited islands became their new homes, the Poke'morphs dispersing through them and slowly populating the land. However, causalities had struck, and three of the leaders had fallen. The strong Draco, the energetic Ralzo and the cunning Perseios. Still, the rest went on, living heir new free lives and raising their young. Even a young Persian'Morph by the name of Leiras, and the unborn child she carried in her womb at the time.
Ciara was raised in an ambient where everyone accepted one another, all Poke'Morphs helped each other in the community - striving to be the best they could and ensure a safe and prosper future to their offspring. Soon they had developed just like humans: having their own school, markets, homes, jobs and everything else. They lived what they considered a normal life, a life they did have a right to. And Pokemons were always in the town - wild or tamed, they flocked the streets and helped those they fancied. A small but harmonious and balanced atmosphere. In this Ciara grew up in. But the child longed for action, for something more. Excitement. And her wish arrived one day - though not in the way she would have desired. Ten years had passed since the Poke'Morphs had obtained their freedom, ten years in which Giovanni strengthened his force. And one day the attack suddenly fell on the small islands, with no warning, and most of the population was wiped out. Those who survived either fled into human civilization, or were captured by the Rockets themselves. Ciara was one of the lucky ones, fleeing to a nearby region.
Life didn't treat her good, and it was during this time hat she learned the world wasn't as pure and perfect as it had been in those small islands. Humans were competitive, treacherous, always pulling for them, for their benefits, regardless of others. They discriminated, and often she as the target of taunts and endless abuse. Luckily an old lady who lived on a barn of her own, skilled in breeding and away from the unforgiving town, found the dirty and scratch covered child -- before taking Ciara in as a child of her own. Unlike many this elder didn't seem to be so negative towards 'Morphs and even treated Ciara as if she were a 'normal' child. Her oldest son, a scientist, was more reproachful towards the Kitty-Kid at first -- though eventually warmed up to the 'Morph as well. Her features have always held true to the Persian roots that she holds today. Ciara was also quite fond of dyeing her hair multiple colors, always having a belt to go with the current hair color.
Finally, upon turning seventeen, she decided the sedentary life she had was no longer enough to provide her with excitement and, after her 'brother' gave her 'mom' a young Skitty she decided it would be ok for her to leave the Breeding Farm. She did her best to train the new kitten while still there, managing to shape her into an excellent Spearow chaser. After saying her farewells her brother gave her a ride to the Ferry station, where she climbed up on one and reached a new Region. Rumors of a legend told among the land have made her curious, and the Persian'Morph is determined to find out as much about them as she can - and plans on trying to give 'Morphs a better name and fame.
Joan - April 29, 2008 11:33 PM (GMT)
Roster Pokémon
[sprite]turtwig[/sprite] Turtwig
Type: Grass
Status: Normal
Level: 10
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Bonzai
Happiness: 3.5
[shiny]ditto[/shiny]Shiny Ditto
Type: Normal
Status: Normal
Level: 9
Gender: (none)
Item: (none)
Nickname: Blueberry
Happiness: 0
[sprite]buizel[/sprite]Buizel
Type: Water
Status: Normal
Level: 5
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Mizu
Happiness: 0
[sprite]pachirisu[/sprite] Pachirisu
Type: Electric
Status: Normal
Level: 11
Gender: :female:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Sparkles
Happiness: 3.5
[shiny]zengo[/shiny] Shiny Zengo
Type: Normal
Status: Normal
Level: 1
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Mushu
Happiness: 0
Boxed Pokémon
(None)
Items
:pokeball: x4
:rarecandy: x8
:spicyonigiri: x10
:cleanslate: x1
Money
1955 G
Partner
(none)
NPC
(none)
Completed Routes
(none)
Elemental Spirit Guardians
(none)
[sprite]turtwig[/sprite] Turtwig
Type: Grass
Status: Normal
Level: 10
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Bonzai
Happiness: 3.5
[shiny]ditto[/shiny]Shiny Ditto
Type: Normal
Status: Normal
Level: 9
Gender: (none)
Item: (none)
Nickname: Blueberry
Happiness: 0
[sprite]buizel[/sprite]Buizel
Type: Water
Status: Normal
Level: 5
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Mizu
Happiness: 0
[sprite]pachirisu[/sprite] Pachirisu
Type: Electric
Status: Normal
Level: 11
Gender: :female:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Sparkles
Happiness: 3.5
[shiny]zengo[/shiny] Shiny Zengo
Type: Normal
Status: Normal
Level: 1
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Mushu
Happiness: 0
Boxed Pokémon
(None)
Items
:pokeball: x4
:rarecandy: x8
:spicyonigiri: x10
:cleanslate: x1
Money
1955 G
Partner
(none)
NPC
(none)
Completed Routes
(none)
Elemental Spirit Guardians
(none)