Post by ☆Whitney♫ on Jan 9, 2010 14:16:33 GMT -5
☆WHITNEY♫
TITLE » Gym Leader of Goldenrod City; "The Incredibly Pretty Girl"[/size]
GENDER » Female[/size]
AGE » Sixteen[/size]
BIRTHDAY » June 15; Gemini[/size]
HOMETOWN » Moomoo Farm, Route 39, Johto[/size]
FAVORITE TYPE » Normal[/size]
APPEARANCE » Whitney certainly lives up to her title of being an incredibly pretty girl. Her hair is a bright shade somewhere between bubble gum pink and the color of raspberry soda. She keeps it neatly trimmed with cropped bangs and it falls to just below her shoulders. However, Whitney would never be spotted letting her hair just hang there and instead wears it in the most adorable pigtails with the cutest yellow barrettes that she bought at the Department Store. Her eyes are the same shade as her hair yet they appear light brown in all but natural lighting. She has a slim body-type, what you'd expect a healthy girl her age to have. She's definitely petite at being a mere 5'4" tall but her exuberant attitude more than makes up for her stature. Her face still has traces of freckles and is nearly always adorned with either a wide smile or a babyish pout. Because the fashion these days is to look cute yet sporty, she dresses up in a quirky mix of street clothes and her school uniform. While she keeps on her white and red blouse, she trades in her pleated skirt for a pair of denim shorts and replaces white socks for black-and-blue striped ones. Her shoes are sneakers, her school's athletic shoes, and she wears a red sweat band on her right wrist.[/size]
PERSONALITY » Perky, chipper, adorable, sickeningly upbeat...all of these words describe Whitney. The people of Goldenrod see her as a beacon of hope for the new generation as she's polite, caring, as well as up-to-date on all the latest trends. Yet she also has the reputation of childish when she's defeated in battle and has been known to refuse to give out badges until after her tantrums. This stems from her incredibly competitive nature as well as a deep insecurity at being Gym Leader. She's well-aware that without her Miltank, she'd be useless at training Pokemon yet her perfectionism forces her to try anyways and she ends up crushed when she feels she's failed. She reads magazines and listens to the radio, after all. She knows people see her as an air-head and while it does hurt her sensitive feelings, she does her best to let it not interfere with what's really important - showing cocky trainers just who's the boss! In school, she's a popular girl if a little cliquey what with her understudies and fans rarely giving her a break. But in her alone time, she's usually found relaxing in the National Park for she's a country girl at heart and at home in the fresh air and sunshine. Some favorite hobbies of hers include shopping for her friends and Pokemon, reading gossip magazines, and cooking (especially breakfast items.)[/size]
HISTORY » Surprisingly enough, Whitney isn't a Goldenrod native and spent most of her childhood on the farm, milking Miltank and tipping Tauros. It was a good childhood, if not rather lonely, so when her parents sent her to a private school in Goldenrod, she took to copying the more popular students. When everyone was old enough to become part-time Trainers, Whitney had a proud leg up on the competition. A Miltank her family had raised since calfhood soon became a formidable opponent and Whitney was rarely seen without her. Between battling on the weekends as well as being an A+ student and formidable athlete, she was somehow chosen to be the new Gym Leader. This opened up a new set of social ties and responsibilities. When Team Rocket set their sights on her city, she had admittedly done little to defeat them, being more willing to leave things to the police. Some took her lack of action as cowardice and demanded a more confident Leader be instated. In her mind, it was a moment of weakness and indecision and she has trained intently to be ready to protect what she loves. Thank goodness the Rockets are gone now, or they'd have a herd of angry Miltank after them.[/size]
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☆POKEMON♫
GENDER » Female[/size]
HISTORY » Milly is the daughter of two of MooMoo Farm's most prized Pokemon. Her mother, a sweet and placid Miltank, produced some of the best milk on the farm. Her father, a proud and strong Tauros, was king of the herd and sired many healthy babies. Milly's excellent genepool is part of why she's Whitney's most beloved Pokemon for she inherited her mother's milk quality and happy nature while having her father's bulk and power. Though many Miltank prefer to chew cud rather than battle, Milly enjoys the challenge and adores the life as a Gym Leader's Pokemon. Her signature Rollout attack is fierce and usually enough to take out a challenging Trainer's team.[/size][/blockquote]
GENDER » Male[/size]
HISTORY » Fairy came into Whitney's life as a little egg, a gift from her family because she needed another Pokemon on her Gym team. Fairy's name was already decided before he'd hatched so it was a huge surprise when the round little pink Cleffa turned out to be a boy! Raising Fairy to a Clefairy in time to open the Gym was a challenge but with Miltank's help, it was done. He's quiet like many of his kind and prefers to tend to the Gym's many flowers in his free time. In battle, his Metronome attack can make or break the outcome.[/size][/blockquote]
GENDER » Female[/size]
HISTORY » Don't let Bunny's cute plushness fool you, she was given to Whitney by an understudy who could not control the Wigglytuff's vile temper. Bunny rarely listens to Whitney in battle and has been know to ruthlessly attack much weaker opponents without cause. No one is sure why she's so mean-spirited and she's been a challenge for Whitney to raise. She's not allowed to go into battle though she does get free time out of her Pokeball in the safety of the Gym. Oddly enough, she's very fond of Fairy and he's one of the few Pokemon she won't try to intimidate.[/size][/blockquote]
GENDER » Male[/size]
HISTORY » He is the first and so far, the only Pokemon Whitney has ever caught in the wild. Mister was a fiesty little Meowth but quickly adapted to the comfort of domestic life. Heaven forbid he be forced to walk outside in the filthy grass or sleep anywhere but on the plushest futon. He's a lap cat through and through for why battle when you can sleep the day away? Whitney was worried that when he evolved, he'd become temperamental like other Persians but he's never so much as hissed at anyone. He greets strangers with a friendly purr and begs to be scratched under the chin or at the base of his tail. However, his large size does become an issue when he tries to be held by his trainer only to knock her down.[/size][/blockquote]
GENDER » Female[/size]
HISTORY » A gift from Whitney's grandparents, Princess was about as wanted as a new pair of socks. Whitney honestly has no clue what to do with the Lickitung as she's too clumsy for battle and not cute enough to show off to her friends. Princess has the repulsive tendency to lick everyone she greets in an attempt to be friendly, without realizing that slobber is gross. She also has a gigantic appetite and horrible table manners.[/size][/blockquote]
☆ME!♫
GENDER » Female[/size]
AGE » Eighteen[/size]
EXPERIENCE » 5 years[/size]
EXAMPLE » (From a wild animal roleplay.) Turning his face into the wind, Luka's keen foxy nose wriggled and twitched as he sniffed the air. The sharp freshness of pine needles overpowered any musky animal odors except the faint aroma of skunk. He sneezed to cleanse his nostrils of the unwelcome odor and turned away from that particular bush to exit the tree line. He stepped into a small clearing where the soft evening light painted the grass and tree trunks gold. The few birds that hadn't yet gone to roost quieted their chirps and squawks when they saw the bloodthirsty predator stop to scratch an itch in the ruff of his neck. It was a horrible itch and he nearly toppled over himself in his eagerness to rid himself of it. But as suddenly as it started, the little fleas in his coat quieted again. He stood again, shaking his fur back into place before surveying the clearing. It was flat, with short grass and no burrow for him to rest his tired paws. Not at all a suitable place to stop, especially when the night was just beginning. The sun sank further below the horizon and as the forest dimmed, his darks pupil expanded to take in more light. With a wave of his orange tail, he shot across the clearing in leaps and bounds but not before barking at a circling hawk. Though many animals were tucking themselves into safe dens and nests, Luka stayed his course and continued through the trees. He was hopeful he'd find someplace safe to sleep before the night was through but until he came across it, this was just another part of his little journey.[/size][/blockquote]
NAME »Whitney[/size]
TITLE » Gym Leader of Goldenrod City; "The Incredibly Pretty Girl"[/size]
GENDER » Female[/size]
AGE » Sixteen[/size]
BIRTHDAY » June 15; Gemini[/size]
HOMETOWN » Moomoo Farm, Route 39, Johto[/size]
FAVORITE TYPE » Normal[/size]
APPEARANCE » Whitney certainly lives up to her title of being an incredibly pretty girl. Her hair is a bright shade somewhere between bubble gum pink and the color of raspberry soda. She keeps it neatly trimmed with cropped bangs and it falls to just below her shoulders. However, Whitney would never be spotted letting her hair just hang there and instead wears it in the most adorable pigtails with the cutest yellow barrettes that she bought at the Department Store. Her eyes are the same shade as her hair yet they appear light brown in all but natural lighting. She has a slim body-type, what you'd expect a healthy girl her age to have. She's definitely petite at being a mere 5'4" tall but her exuberant attitude more than makes up for her stature. Her face still has traces of freckles and is nearly always adorned with either a wide smile or a babyish pout. Because the fashion these days is to look cute yet sporty, she dresses up in a quirky mix of street clothes and her school uniform. While she keeps on her white and red blouse, she trades in her pleated skirt for a pair of denim shorts and replaces white socks for black-and-blue striped ones. Her shoes are sneakers, her school's athletic shoes, and she wears a red sweat band on her right wrist.[/size]
PERSONALITY » Perky, chipper, adorable, sickeningly upbeat...all of these words describe Whitney. The people of Goldenrod see her as a beacon of hope for the new generation as she's polite, caring, as well as up-to-date on all the latest trends. Yet she also has the reputation of childish when she's defeated in battle and has been known to refuse to give out badges until after her tantrums. This stems from her incredibly competitive nature as well as a deep insecurity at being Gym Leader. She's well-aware that without her Miltank, she'd be useless at training Pokemon yet her perfectionism forces her to try anyways and she ends up crushed when she feels she's failed. She reads magazines and listens to the radio, after all. She knows people see her as an air-head and while it does hurt her sensitive feelings, she does her best to let it not interfere with what's really important - showing cocky trainers just who's the boss! In school, she's a popular girl if a little cliquey what with her understudies and fans rarely giving her a break. But in her alone time, she's usually found relaxing in the National Park for she's a country girl at heart and at home in the fresh air and sunshine. Some favorite hobbies of hers include shopping for her friends and Pokemon, reading gossip magazines, and cooking (especially breakfast items.)[/size]
HISTORY » Surprisingly enough, Whitney isn't a Goldenrod native and spent most of her childhood on the farm, milking Miltank and tipping Tauros. It was a good childhood, if not rather lonely, so when her parents sent her to a private school in Goldenrod, she took to copying the more popular students. When everyone was old enough to become part-time Trainers, Whitney had a proud leg up on the competition. A Miltank her family had raised since calfhood soon became a formidable opponent and Whitney was rarely seen without her. Between battling on the weekends as well as being an A+ student and formidable athlete, she was somehow chosen to be the new Gym Leader. This opened up a new set of social ties and responsibilities. When Team Rocket set their sights on her city, she had admittedly done little to defeat them, being more willing to leave things to the police. Some took her lack of action as cowardice and demanded a more confident Leader be instated. In her mind, it was a moment of weakness and indecision and she has trained intently to be ready to protect what she loves. Thank goodness the Rockets are gone now, or they'd have a herd of angry Miltank after them.[/size]
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☆POKEMON♫
NICKNAME »Milly Moo-Moo[/size]
GENDER » Female[/size]
HISTORY » Milly is the daughter of two of MooMoo Farm's most prized Pokemon. Her mother, a sweet and placid Miltank, produced some of the best milk on the farm. Her father, a proud and strong Tauros, was king of the herd and sired many healthy babies. Milly's excellent genepool is part of why she's Whitney's most beloved Pokemon for she inherited her mother's milk quality and happy nature while having her father's bulk and power. Though many Miltank prefer to chew cud rather than battle, Milly enjoys the challenge and adores the life as a Gym Leader's Pokemon. Her signature Rollout attack is fierce and usually enough to take out a challenging Trainer's team.[/size][/blockquote]
NICKNAME » Fairy Faa-Faa[/size]
GENDER » Male[/size]
HISTORY » Fairy came into Whitney's life as a little egg, a gift from her family because she needed another Pokemon on her Gym team. Fairy's name was already decided before he'd hatched so it was a huge surprise when the round little pink Cleffa turned out to be a boy! Raising Fairy to a Clefairy in time to open the Gym was a challenge but with Miltank's help, it was done. He's quiet like many of his kind and prefers to tend to the Gym's many flowers in his free time. In battle, his Metronome attack can make or break the outcome.[/size][/blockquote]
NICKNAME » Bunny Boo-Boo[/size]
GENDER » Female[/size]
HISTORY » Don't let Bunny's cute plushness fool you, she was given to Whitney by an understudy who could not control the Wigglytuff's vile temper. Bunny rarely listens to Whitney in battle and has been know to ruthlessly attack much weaker opponents without cause. No one is sure why she's so mean-spirited and she's been a challenge for Whitney to raise. She's not allowed to go into battle though she does get free time out of her Pokeball in the safety of the Gym. Oddly enough, she's very fond of Fairy and he's one of the few Pokemon she won't try to intimidate.[/size][/blockquote]
NICKNAME » Mister Meow-Meow[/size]
GENDER » Male[/size]
HISTORY » He is the first and so far, the only Pokemon Whitney has ever caught in the wild. Mister was a fiesty little Meowth but quickly adapted to the comfort of domestic life. Heaven forbid he be forced to walk outside in the filthy grass or sleep anywhere but on the plushest futon. He's a lap cat through and through for why battle when you can sleep the day away? Whitney was worried that when he evolved, he'd become temperamental like other Persians but he's never so much as hissed at anyone. He greets strangers with a friendly purr and begs to be scratched under the chin or at the base of his tail. However, his large size does become an issue when he tries to be held by his trainer only to knock her down.[/size][/blockquote]
NICKNAME » Princess Lilly Tongue-Tied[/size]
GENDER » Female[/size]
HISTORY » A gift from Whitney's grandparents, Princess was about as wanted as a new pair of socks. Whitney honestly has no clue what to do with the Lickitung as she's too clumsy for battle and not cute enough to show off to her friends. Princess has the repulsive tendency to lick everyone she greets in an attempt to be friendly, without realizing that slobber is gross. She also has a gigantic appetite and horrible table manners.[/size][/blockquote]
☆ME!♫
NAME »Hails[/size]
GENDER » Female[/size]
AGE » Eighteen[/size]
EXPERIENCE » 5 years[/size]
EXAMPLE » (From a wild animal roleplay.) Turning his face into the wind, Luka's keen foxy nose wriggled and twitched as he sniffed the air. The sharp freshness of pine needles overpowered any musky animal odors except the faint aroma of skunk. He sneezed to cleanse his nostrils of the unwelcome odor and turned away from that particular bush to exit the tree line. He stepped into a small clearing where the soft evening light painted the grass and tree trunks gold. The few birds that hadn't yet gone to roost quieted their chirps and squawks when they saw the bloodthirsty predator stop to scratch an itch in the ruff of his neck. It was a horrible itch and he nearly toppled over himself in his eagerness to rid himself of it. But as suddenly as it started, the little fleas in his coat quieted again. He stood again, shaking his fur back into place before surveying the clearing. It was flat, with short grass and no burrow for him to rest his tired paws. Not at all a suitable place to stop, especially when the night was just beginning. The sun sank further below the horizon and as the forest dimmed, his darks pupil expanded to take in more light. With a wave of his orange tail, he shot across the clearing in leaps and bounds but not before barking at a circling hawk. Though many animals were tucking themselves into safe dens and nests, Luka stayed his course and continued through the trees. He was hopeful he'd find someplace safe to sleep before the night was through but until he came across it, this was just another part of his little journey.[/size][/blockquote]
