POKEMON COORDINATOR, alva faunus -WIP-

[♫~Leap~♫]

ALVA NOX FAUNUS

"when i'm sad, i stop being sad and start being awesome"

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A CERTAIN WORD PIERCES YOUR HEART[/size][/color]

TIME AND TIME AGAIN NO END IN SIGHT

NAME;; alva faunus.
NICKNAME(S);; ally.
GENDER;; male.
AGE;; sixteen.
ALLIANCE;; chaotic, neutral.
RANK;; pokemon coordinator.
CANON/ORIGINAL;;

original.

FACE CLAIM;;
[b]GUMI/MEGPOID[/b] from [b]VOCALOID[/b] as [b]ALVA FAUNUS[/b]

AND WHAT FLOWS OUT FROM THE BLEEDING WOUND[/size][/color]

MAYBE ALL IT IS IS JUST ANOTHER FORM OF "LOVE"

SHORT APPEARANCE;; short, green-haired male with green eyes.
APPEARANCE;;

( i'm just that awesome )

[ INTRODUCTION ]

Alright. As you can probably already tell... this is going to be quite the interesting app. A male... With a female face claim... who's not a crossdresser? What is this nonsense? Well, that's not all that's going to make this interesting. I don't care what it takes - I'm going to make it to five thousand words or more for every single long part of this app. Yeah, you heard right. That means that I'll have five thousand or more words for this appearance. That means that I'll have five thousand or more words for his personality. That means that I'll have five thousand or more words for his history. And, my goodness, that's a lot, if I do say so myself. That's a solid fifteen thousand word application right there if my math skills serve me correctly... and you have to read it all. That, or just refer to the image of Gumi the Vocaloid Mr. Faunus above this very introduction here, the strengths and weaknesses in the list section - also known as the place of many Pikachu or music notes, in my case - and... live through five thousand words of history. Think you can handle that? No? Well, to bad! 'cause I'm making you do it anyway! Let's get this show on the road, shall we?

[ CLOTHING STYLE ]

As you can tell by the little header above, this is the part where I ramble on. And on. And on. About the variety of clothes that Alva wears. Depending on the occation - like any normal person in world we live in and the occational person who resides in the Pokemon World - he wears a variety of different outfits. However, what you'll find interesting is that... he doesn't care about gender differences in clothing. Okay, so he's a crossdresser in some cases, but only a part-time crossdresser. His ideas on clothing is that, as long as he likes what they look like, he should be able to wear anything he wants, no matter where in the general store he finds it. One moment, he'll be wearing a lovely tuxedo and, the next, a frilly sun dress. Again - as long as it's beautiful, he'll just force himself to wear it. He tries to lay off on the dresses, though, and sticks with skirts for stuff like that. I mean, really. He can't always look like a complete and utter girly girl... can he? And, again, he's not some crazy crossdresser. He, himself, doesn't see it as crossdressing.

Just wearing what he wants and when he wants to. Well, putting his outrageous cloth picking habits aside, exactly what kinds of clothing does he wear and on what occations? Well, let's start with the most broad selection we can. Everyday clothing! Really, this is quite broad. Depending on the day, he can wear... anything, really. Tee-shirts? Bah, no way! He won't go anywhere near those pathetic excuses for shirts which is a lie, I love tee-shirts. Sure, maybe he has one or two of them in his closets for whatever purproses - painting, lazy days around the house, pajamas when all of his are in the wash - the list goes on and on. Any sort of denim is avoided for the most part, as well, though you can catch him walking around wearing really tiny shorts on warm days and flare jeans when there's nothing else for him to put on. So, for the most part, he sticks to clothing somewhere stuck between casual and formal. You know, all those facy shirts and colored pants and that are frilly and sparkly or whatever you might want to call them? Yeah, that's usually what he wears. Weird, huh? Yeah, what was your first clue. He has the occasional dress in his closet, too, that he'll sometimes wear when he feels like trolling the world and making them think he's a girl wearing them but, again, he prefers the not as girly clothing item known as a skirt. So... there you go. Casual clothing? Done! So, you might be wondering, what could be next after this...?

Formal clothing! Let this be a note to you all - this paragraph will probably be conciderably more short than the one above this. Thank you, and have a nice day~! Okay, but, really. In all seriousness. Do you recall how, earlier, I said something about him wearing a tuzedo? Yeah. Weird mental image, right? Gumi the Vocaloid Alva wearing something like a dark suit? Well, surprisingly enough, he loves wearing this type of clothing. It helps him bond with his inner manliness that is nonexistant rarely shown, or something of the sort. That's what he'll tell you, anyway. He loves those many, many suits that he has lining his closet. What? His parents were rich! Don't blame him for stealing one of their credit cards and taking advantage of their wealth. However, those don't exactly fit him entirely well. No, not size-wise... but... Well... He's quite girly appearance-wise overall so things like dresses just fit him better. So... yeah. Dresses are also commonly worn to formal outings and such. Really, anything that's exceptionally beautiful in his eyes. After all, everything must be beautiful and formal clothing must be even prettier than casual wear.

Going out and about during sports or running or something like that... Well... Let's just say that this green-haired wonder isn't particularly a fan of such things as sprts. They make you sweaty and smelly and stain your clothes with your sweat and all that jazz. He can maintain his girlish figure with his ridiculously high motablism anyway... or so you'd think. but... how does he maintain that metabolism? It disipates with age, right? You have to start exercising at some point in time before your skinny little frame gets chubby and, perhaps with time, fat. ... Yeah, he excerises. He doesn't particularly enjoy it, but he does it anyways, just to maintain that lovely skinnyness he has going on. He hates loose fitting clothing, but, again, there's one of those few tee-shirts burried in a sea of fancy clothing and some basketball shorts that he'll wear and not feel... too terrible about wearing during these times. They make him feel dirty and not beautiful of all horrors, but, you know, whatever. He'll just have to make due with what he's got for a while, suck it up, and hope, pray that he manages to stay remotely skinny for the rest of his days. Hopefully. And... that's really it, I guess. Clothing-wise, of course - we've still got so much left to write, right?

[ PHYSICAL STATURE ]

Alright~! As said before, we've got a crud more to write. That was only one thousand some words and we have to hit five thousand words, right? So. If had four paragraphs... Four times three equals twelve... Are we going to have twelve paragraphs here on this part? Goodness, I hope not. That'd be a complete and utter pain in the butt. I mean, really? Twelve paragraphs? That's, like, not even right. Not. Right, man. I'll never get to school work if I'm stuck writing one section with twelve - okay, you get the point. I'm not writing that much... but I'm going to be writing a lot. So you're going to have to just bear with me for the time being and pray you don't get bored and stop reading somewhere along the way. Why? Because I worked really hard to get this far and I'm going to continue to work hard up until the very stinking end. You hear me~? Five thousand works, here I come! And this is only a small stepping stone in accomplishing that goal! So let's get to it, shall we?

Okay. We've got a lot set out for this part of the app for you, so I'm going to list them all and get to them very slowly one by - okay, really? We don't have all day. Let's just get started on the actual details intsead of stalling like I am right now. Though, stalling the actual app adds to the word count... Ooo, I'm beginning to like the idea of stalling, now... You know, maybe we'll just do that. ... Or maybe not! One of the things you'll notice right off the bat about this loveable little crossdresser, even though he reall isn't one coordinator is his unfortunate height. He's small. Really small. It was an unfortunate side effect from being part of a family of utter and complete midgets. Which is lie - they just all happened to be under the average height of their genders. Being a male of his age, he should have been between five feet nine inches and six feet tall on average I have no idea, I'm not good with height. Sadly, he falls at about five feet six inches to five feet seven, making him seem even more girly than he actually is. Maybe he's not ridiculously small again, I wouldn't know but he sees himself as being short in comparison to the rest of the world and it bothers him to no end. And, I mean, if he sees something wrong with himself with that inflated ego of his, that must mean that there's something going on there. He's always been a little smaller than the rest of the people around him - this was made painfully obvious during... well, to be entirely honest, throughout the entire span of his childhood and teen years - and never really hit any huge growth spurts along the span of his life. Bummer, right? So... Short. That's really all there is to be said. ... Except for the next part! In addition to his height, we get to take a closer look into his weight! Or, rather, how skinny or fat he is. Sadly, like most popular anime characters - or, in this case, Vocaloid characters - he's quite skinny. Almost impossibly so. However, unlike all those people who just have a high metabolism because they're just that lucky and have no need for excersizing when they can be as skinny as they want, he typically has to work to keep up his girlish complecion. His high metabolism doesn't come out of thing air, after all - it comes from daily exercise and a fairly decent diet. So, yes. Over the years, this green-eyed male has been a rather skinny little fellow, lanky and lean. Even when he was younger, he was pretty small, horizontal and vertically. He's never been overweight before - heck, the one time he started putting on a bit of weight he flipped out on himself and ran a two miles out and back just to make sure that he wasn't going to get fat in the slightest - so... yeah. He's been generally skinny throughout his life.

With the height and weight - well, skinniness. He'll never reveal his actual weight - set aside, there's really not much else we can chat about. I mean, really? Physical stature-wise, those are typically the only things that you'll notice upon first glance about the guy. Short. Skinny. Woot. But, let's suppose you see something else about him. This is where all of that nonsense will go! Concider this the miscillaneous section of the app! Even though, technically, the "Other Appearance" section should be where all the miscallaneous stuff goes... *rubs invisible beard But... whatever! Alva's got one of those weird "chameleon backs". You know, how, when you bend over and you can see all those lumps on the back of your spine? Kind of like the original design of a Charmander with those weird lumps on its back? Kinda like that, you know? It's always been something that he's known about, but forgets about easily. When someone points it out to him, even if it's the millionth time some's said that his back is weird, he'll always put on a surprised expression and throw a "Oh, really? Never noticed..." their way. Now... onto the more awkward part of this app. For a male, this guy's got little to no muscles. Well, he's got muscles - they're necessary for life, aren't they? Yeah, they are... - but not the kind that everybody thinks of. He's far from ripped, only excersizing enough to maintain his skinny little frame and not developing any strength whatsoever in his arms, legs, and... well, anywhere else, really. He's never exactly wanted mass amounts of muscles, though - the super ripped people on television never appealed to him and he prefers his tiny, girlish looking figure. When he's not crossdressing wearing more feminine clothing, he likes to think that he attracts more ladies than if he was a walking hunk of metal, untouchable by all. ... Of course, he deems himself "untouchable" reguardless of how well he'd be able to fight in hand to hand combat. But that's beside the point, isn't it? Yeah, it totally is. He could possibly achieve more muscle if he really wanted to - and I mean, really wanted to - but he doesn't exactly have anyone to impress but himself and he personally can't said extreme strenght, so... Nope on all that. Being a wimp and a weakling is absolutely fine with him, in fact.

Okay. So. With all that nonsense from the last paragraph finished... We move on to even more pointless stuff that you don't even really care about! You don't, do you? Because, I don't even care if no one reads this. Less mistakes for people to point out in my work, after all... right? Anywho, let's think about what we've covered in the physical traits. The hieght. How skinny he is. His weird spine. Muscles. And rambling. lots and lots of rambling. So, what do you think we're gonna be writing about in this paragraph, hm? Because, seriously I want your opinion. ... And you are wrong! But we are going to be doing more rambling. And a lot of it. Like we are now! Okay, but, in all seriousness. As previously stated, this male's pretty darn skinny and pretty darn lean. Wait, isn't that the same thing? *shot* It's only natural that something like his fingers would reflect that factor back at him. That's right - skinny fingers on the loose! However, much unlike most of my existing characters and I, they're not particularly long. In fact, if one were to compare their hand to his, his own would be noticably shorter than the ones in comparison. They're not ridiculously noticable, though, I suppose. You can only really notice if you compare them to someone else's. Kind of like his feet - one being larger than the other, though only noticable when he aligns his heels. Wait. I didn't say that. That was for a later part in the app. So, short and stubby fingers, I guess you'd call them. Feel free. I don't care. Alright! Wo, with the fingers down, we move even further down those tiny body parts. Onward to the nails! Yeah, that's right. This guy get's manacures. And why not? They keep him looking fabulous... looking... fancy, I guess. He makes sure that they're cleaned and shortened to a perfect length twenty-four seven. You know how, in fiction, some people will over exagrate the prissiness of females? "OH NO! I broke a nail!" Well, we're in fiction, right? Alva will literally do that. Even if it's chipped in the slightest, he'll have a tiny heart attack and sulk for a good five to ten minutes. Well, he is obsessive over things like beauty in life and broken nails are far from beautiful, right? That'd be absolutely correct to him, at least...! So... With that aside... Let's move on, shall we~?

For someone who absolutely has to have everything looking it's absolute and complete best, you'd think that he wears at least a tad bit of jewelry... right? I mean, you can see girly guys walking down the street there she goes, justa'walkin' down the street, or however that song goes... with earrings. Sometimes, you even see ones with those sports themed necklaces and braclets. I, personaly, think that this is a disgrace to men everywhere... and so does Alva! Yep, that's right, everyone - this guy hates, and I mean hates with a passion men who wear any sort of jewelry. And this is coming from the guy. Who bought a third of his waredrobe. From the women's clothing section. And that's just sad, people. Though he's not one to care much for weither something's made for one gender or for the other, he veiws the jewels, stones, and charms as female only items and doesn't wear anything of the wort. He wouldn't even if you bribed him to, he's that keen on straying away from him. Kind of like him and make up? Hm... Accesory-wise, he'll wear whatever the heck he feels like wearing because that's just his style. He almost never goes anywhere, though, without a nice pair of black, white, and orange goggles atop his head. Sure, orange doesn't really go well with his green hair, but, you know, if he likes it, he likes it. He'll wear it no matter what the reason. He always has a watch on him, too, just in case he needs the time - which he does quite frequently - but he never actually straps it onto his wrist. Just shoves it in his pack somewhere and calls it good. That's really all he needs to do, though, right? Not like he needs it on him twenty-four seven. That'd just be an utter and complete bother. As for shoe size... Well, he's got some pretty tiny feet to go along with his short height. Never really mattered much to him, though; not like anyone went around looking at his feet every day. As for shoe size, he can wear anything between size seven and nine. Well, depending on the shoe. You know those evil shoe makers - have to make some brands smaller than others. As stated previously, on of his feet is smaller than the other which causes some... confusion in the shoes he wears. If he tries them on with one foot, it can fit fine. The other is either to big or to small. There's not such a drastic difference that he needs two seperate shoe sizes... just enough that it's a pain in the butt to try to find shoes that aren't totally and ridiculously uncomfortable. Pain in the butt, I tell you. Pain. In. The. Butt.

Oh me, oh my! We only have two more things to talk about in this paragraph before we bid you farewell... and come back in a bit for the next paragraph~! Wow, this is such an eventful little piece of writing we have here. The exact. Same. Thing. Over. And over again. Write a crud ton for one paragraph, make a new. Finish up all the paragraphs and start anew section. Start a new section and, with it, a new paragraph. The cycle continues. I'm getting really bored of this, honestly, but I'm not giving up! Not until I've hit my goal of five thousand words! This paragraph'll be no different than the rest... and will be just as awesome and boring! So, let's get on with it! Mwa. Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha ha ha. Skin tone time, woot~! Yeah, that's right. As much as I'd love to make another pale as a ghost character... how many people in real life do you see who are really that white? I know that the majority of the people I've seen are more on the natural tanned side of things than being what you'd call pale. But there are some interesting factors to concider before I make him completely tanned: one, as a young boy, he was never really let outside. Maybe once or twice when his parents actually allowed him to tag along on their business trips... but that's really it. Plus, now adays, one of his favorite pass times just happens to be gambling. He'll spend hours, all nighters - heck, once, he played for twenty four hours straight, running on seven cokes and a good twenty some Five Hour Energies - in that building in Neurift. How's he supposed to tan while cooped up inside like that? Of course, he also spends his fair share of time outdoors now away. I mean, he trains Pokemon and has set off on a journey to be the master of them all. What else is he supposed to do? Carry his house on his back so he doesn't come in contact with the sun? To be honest, his skins tans more than it burns. So, therefor, I'll have to put him in the category slightly tanned. It's not like he hangs outdoors or indoors all day mostly indoors, anyway! Alright. One more thing to cover before we're mocing onto the hair and eye colors! His voice! Oh, goodness. How on earth would I describe his voice...? Mozaik Role anyone? No? How about someone from here? Erm... I don't know. He's about... a tenor. A high tenor. More like an alto. His voice is kind of inbetween sounding girly and manly, guessing as puberty did little to nothing to change his voice. Sorry, Alva. But I had to do it. Well, that's all we've got here! Thanks for joining us and come back again for round... three. :I

[ HAIR AND EYES ]

Oh. My goodness. Four thousand words and we're only two out of the four paragraphs in? ... You know what, don't be happy. Those first two are, like, the longest, anyway. And, I don't even understand why this is called the hair and eyes. We only actually talk about the hair and eyes for half of this section. Seriously, like, everything else is completely out there and makes no sense whatsoever and I don't even know why it's here. ... Okay, completely disreguard all of what I just said. That is not true in the slightest and I don't want you all thinking that it is. Everything that is not his hair or eyes... has to do with those features in some way. I hope. I really hope. Anywho, instead of rambling all day... why not just get one with it, for goodness sake? We've only got one thousand words to go and I plan to make the very most of it! So, as Mario and Luigi would say... Let'sa go~! One of the first things you're going to notice about this guy is kind of obvious. His hair. Close to the top of his list of things to do when he obtained freedom from his crazed parents was to dye his hair pink. ... That didn't happen, sadly. Actually, it did happen. But it didn't look quite right, with his green eyes, and made him look plain old weird. So, instead, he asked them to dye it green - like his eyes darnit, why do I keep saying that? That was supposed to be information for later - instead. As crazy as it might have sounded... it looked good on him. The color, though strange and drastic from any normal color, fit his flashy personality and... well, nothing else, really. But he liked it. The lady who dyed it for him and cut it all the same liked it. So they just went with it in the end. His roots were also dyed by a stroke of luck - or something like that. I've never had my hair dyed, so I wouldn't know... - and, as you can guess, he's been stuck with an unnatural hair color. As a youngin', the male had no say whatsoever in whay he did and, therefor, he had no say in how his hair was cut. The initially black hair was always cut short an properly and he always hated it. However, not that he's gotten out of that miserable place, his hair has effetiantly grown out and wildly. Longer in the front and shorter in the back, every single strand sticks out all over the place. Kind of amusing, actually, if you were to think about it. He's got a strand in the back that just refuses to stay down and always curls up. Kinda like the Hetalia characters! Huh! Never noticed! His bangs are long - they brush over his nose, actually - but are pushed every which way. Confused by all that? Good! Just look up Gumi on Google or something. You should see what I mean after that traumatizing experiance. As for how long it's going to stay that way before every strand falls out... he's got nothing to worry about as far as he's concerned. He's to beautiful to worry about hair loss. His family typically had a lot of hair that lasted until the very end, so there's nothing to be worried about.

Okay. So. What next? We explainned everything that I can think of to explain about his hair at this moment... So, as you can probably guess, we're now onto the eyes portion of this here section of this app. Yep. More stuff to talk about. But... hey! Look on the bright side! We're a little under six hundred words where we stand now of getting five thousand total. We only have this paragraph and then this one in the next section to go and we can get to work on the... personality... *crawls into corner where I blow my nose all day and dies* Oh, gosh, someone save me. I'll be here for the rest of the year working on this app. So... let's get on with it and cut down the length of time this is going to take me. I have posts to write, people. Long. Long. Posts. Alright! one structure! ... Wait, what's that you say? You thought we were talking about eyes and not bone structure? ... Get out. No one wants you here. That aside, we find that Alva doesn't have much when it comes to a defined bone structure. Not to strong of a chin, either. It adds to his feminine-like looks, I suppose. But, you know. Whatever. His nose is almost en exact replica of that of his father's. Seriously? It's almost like they ripped it off the dad and gave it to the son. Fits better on this latter's face, anyway. It's tiny and odd on his father's. As for facial hair... no way! Much like jewelry, this green-haired male refuses to know that he owns such a thing. He shaves regularly because facial hair absolutely disgusts him - whether it be on his face or another's - and wastes no time mocking those with it. It's sick, man, how gross people with a mustache and whatnot look. Well, at least in his opinion. Makes them look like utter and complete cave men. Throwing that aside, we actually move onto the eyes. Two greenish colored orbs as slightly set into his face, almost the exact color of his hair that we talked about before. Well, he did choose that color because of his eyes. It'd only make sense that they were at least a little similar in color, right? No? Well, no one cares about what you think, anyway. Some people's eyes are some weird in between color - stlightly hazel, but blue at the same. Some people's change colors for some mysterious reason. Not his. You can look at them and tell that they are a bright green and nothing but. They haven't changed color at all. Well, when he was an infant he had blue eyes, but that's different. I guess. I don't know. He takes much pride in those eyeballs of his. Good for him. Seems like he's the only person in the world who does. They're not heavy lidded, to say the least - far from it, actually. Thick, dark colored eyelashed claim those eyelids as well, but he's never really noticed them all that much. His eyebrows are thin and a very dark shade of brown from when his hair was the color. However, they almost look black and are so thin that you wouldn't really think they look unnatural in comparison to his hair.

[ ANYTHING ELSE ]

And that's all you get because I'm lazy and I've hit five thousand words. Good night. And, no, you don't get to read about what was supposed to go here. Sorry~! *troll face*

ALL THOSE FEELINGS THAT USED TO BE[/size][/color]

HAVE JUST SOMEHOW DISAPPEARED

PERSONALITY;;

LIKES;;

♫ self expression - he lives to be himself and no one else.
♫ living dangerously - helps him to stand out and get hurt.
♫ keeping his "untouchable" status - it makes him feel invinsible, even if he's not.
♫ sugary foods - sweets? yum.
♫ fires - he'll admit it - he's a pyromaniac.
♫ beautiful things - if it's not beautiful, it's not worth looking at.
♫ freedom - it's what we all want, isn't it?
♫ accomplishments - inflates his already all to large ego.
♫ ladies - total ladies man.
♫ himself - that egotisic fool.

DISLIKES;;

♫ people smarter than himself - makes him feel inferior.
♫ being mistaken for a girl - just because there are some awesome clothes in the girls section of department stores doesn't mean he is one.
♫ being underestimated - he'll prove them wrong, anyway.
♫ idiots - one of the things he hates most. they're such a pain.
♫ having to talk things out - why use words when you have fists?
♫ books - reading never really appealed to him, anyway.
♫ rainstorms - makes everything muddy. it ruins his clothes.
♫ being lectured - he doesn't need anyone else telling him what to do.
♫ work - that lazy little fool.
♫ being told what to do - he'll do what he wants to, when he wants to.

FEARS;;

♫ death - who isn't a little afraid of being erased from the world?
♫ failing - the worst thing of all.
♫ darkness - bad memories. bad memories.
♫ large pokemon - unless they're beautiful. then he can forgive them.
♫ stronger trainers - they'll ruin his "untouchable" status.

GOALS;;

♫ be himself - he doesn't need to change himself for the people around him.
♫ make his uncle proud - that man set him on the right path; it's the least he can do.
♫ find an awesome wingman - can't pick up chicks on your own, after all.
♫ become as rich as his parents on his own - he's not inheriting their money... but he still wants to be rich someday.
♫ train awesome pokemon - and only thepretty ones.

STRENGTHS;;

♫ ambitious
♫ cheerful
♫ cooperative
♫ courageous
♫ perserveres
♫ flexible
♫ optimistic
♫ perfects
♫ self-confident
♫ social independence
♫ adventurous
♫ creative
♫ dynamic
♫ energetic
♫ recourceful

WEAKNESSES;;

♫ apathetic
♫ inconsiderate
♫ rude
♫ unfocused
♫ controlling
♫ lazy
♫ arrogant
♫ immature
♫ unreliable
♫ selfish
♫ insists on own view
♫ disorganized
♫ clumsy
♫ lack of stamina
♫ weak [physically]

QUIRKS/HABITS;;

♫ sings about what he's doing.
♫ whenever he's doing something - even if it's tiny - he'll drown everything else around him out.
♫ has to wear certain clothing items with other clothing items. no miss matching outfits.
♫ swishes drinks around in his mouth.
♫ squeaks when he laughs.

♫ licks his lips frequently.
♫ chews on his nails.
♫ taps his feet to the beat of the song stuck in his head.
♫ paces when he has nothing to do.
♫ goes looking for food when bored.

AND EVERY TIME WE TOUCH WE "MAKE LOVE"[/size][/color]

WHEN REALLY ALL THAT'S LEFT IS EMPTINESS

FAMILY;;

♫ mother - milan faunus.
♫ father - cato faunus.
♫ sibings - cadence faunus and orien faunus.

HISTORY;;

IS IT ALRIGHT FOR US TO BE IN LOVE?[/size][/color]

TIED TOGETHER NO ONE ELSE CAN STOP US

STARTER POKEMON;;

gemini, female, cute charm
fake out - growl - tail whip - tackle - foresight - attract

PARTY POKEMON;;

gemini.

PC POKEMON;;

none.

AND DON'T YOU THINK THAT THIS IS ALL FATE?[/size][/color]

BUT WE'RE LOSING SIGHT OF THIS WORLD CALLED LOVE

OOC NAME;; leap.
AGE;; fourteen years of age.
MEMBER TITLE;; the one and only.
EXPERIANCE;; year and a half.
POST EXAMPLE;;

"This is mousebrained... I can't even get a paw hold on these rocks! How am I supposed to have a lesson if I can't even stand up for a few heartbeats..."

Mist sprayed at the white she-cat as she tried to find a spot where she could stand without worrying about slipping and falling. These rocks had never been the driest, due to the fact they were smack dab next to the edge of a stream, but this? This was ridiculous! How was anyone supposed to stand there? And, to make matters worse, light showers had splattered on ShimmerClan's territory for almost two sunrises. Water dropplets from both the stream colliding with the rocks and the clouds above pelted the long furred she-cat's pelt, making her only more miserable then before. This was not how she had planned her day-far from it. All she had wanted was to curl up in her nest and sleep until the rain died off a bit and the mud wouldn't cling to her clean, white pelt. Of course, things never seemed to go her way these days, and she found hrself grumbling about her training out loud-something she did not do very often.

Redheart had assigned his apprentice, Hailpaw, to meet him at the slipstones, a place known for the water that made the stones near it as wet and slippery as they could possibly be.

Trying to walk on these stones were nearly impossible for the apprentice and she found every step harder and harder. In all actuallity, her mentor had asked her to meet him farther out, away from the water, but she imagined that after a quick chat, the two would wind up at the water's edge for training anyway. Her being where she thought the two would wind up only saved a step in her mind, but it was seeming to be more and more of a terrible idea with every slip of her paws. But she wouldn't leave now. Not until she found a place that was dry enough for her to get a firm grip on the ground.

The she-cat palced her paw on another rock, hoping this would provide a good spot to stond on. Unfortunately, in less then a heartbeat, she found her paw slip off the rock and carry the rest with it. Within a matter of moments, she was laying on her belly, sprawled across the ground. "Urg! If I can't stand on these now, how will I when I'm a warrior?" She took a moment to catch her breath and calm down a bit. 'Deep breathe in... Deep breathe out...' she said in silence, repeating the words in her mind over and over. "You can do this, Hailpaw. No-you will do this. You didn't get this far just to have some slippery rocks get the best of you. I just need to try again... and keep trying until I get it right."

Inhaling deeply one more time, Hailpaw slowly but steadily tried to get to her paws. She set her front left paw down on the ground. She flinched, prepared for it to slide, but it managed to stay still. 'One paw down. Three to go.' She gingerly placed her front right paw on a stone near it. As it began to slide, she quickly withdrew her paw and placed it on another stone. It, thankfully stayed still. She hauled herself onto all fours, scrunching her eyes closed and silently asking StarClan to not let her fall again. As the apprentice found herself standing up normally, she opened her eyes to see she had finally found a good pawhold-now all she had to do was wait for Redheart to arrive.

The scent of prey hit her nose before she saw it - a kingfisher who was poking around the water's edge, probably looking for something to eat. Forgeting the troubles she had had
trying to find a spot where she wouldn't slip, Hailpaw instinctivly jumped at the unsuspecting bird. Landing close enough to be able to make the kill, she was prepared to met Redheart with fresh prey. But her hind legs fell out from under her and she found herself falling into the stream. It wasn't deep enough to drown her, thankfully, but the she-cat's white fur was now drenched. Not even bothering to try to get out-too afraid of falling back in-she sat where she was and mumbled, " Well, it's official. This day has gone from bad, to worse..."

AND IS THISE REALLY WHAT THEY CALL FATE?[/size][/color]

WATCH IT AL FADE AWAY, THIS TRANSIENT DREAM

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