Post by dolly on Jan 27, 2012 2:08:44 GMT
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Character: The Dolorosa
Full Name: Veseta "Dolly" Atrium
Gym Leader or Elite Four member?: Gym Leader
Town: Celadon City
Team Type: Grass
GENDER: Female
TYPE: Grass
LEVEL: o28
MOVES: Substitute | Synthesis | Energy Ball | Razor Leaf
NATURE:
Rather classy. Doesn't say things that she knows she'll regret -- or even has such suspicions about. When irritated, she tends to puff out her cheeks and stare, before talking with a slightly exasperated tone. When fully angry, she hides away and doesn't speak to anyone -- makes herself useful in other ways, for what is the point of allowing others to see your deplorable behavior?
Relies on others to make the big decisions in life. It hasn't failed her yet.
Enjoys piña coladas, margaritas, laughing loudly at jokes that aren't funny (her own or others), reading newspapers, and cuddling up to her Dolly at night. [/ul]
NAME: Molly
GENDER: Female
TYPE: Normal/Grass
LEVEL: o34
MOVES: Jump Kick | Aromatherapy | Energy Ball | Return
NATURE:
Her favorite things concern gardening, of course. Which she always does with her trainer when they're both free.
Organized. She knows there's a specific place for a specific item, and no, you're putting that in the wrong place, dear. She appreciates help, but doesn't go out of her way to get it; she functions rather fine on her own, thanks.
Mess with something she cares about, and you've messed with the bull. Don't fuck with her.
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NAME: Eve
GENDER: Female
TYPE: Grass
LEVEL: o29
MOVES: Magical Leaf | Light Screen | Quiver Dance | Energy Ball
NATURE:
Completely resigned to whatever life throws at her. She doesn't care to plan for the future, or even dwell upon it -- what happens, happens, and she won't waste time with idle daydreams on what could have been, what should be.
She sags her shoulders when she walks; timid. Reserved.
Doesn't care much for flamboyant displays of emotion. Distant to an alarming extent.
Has precious few interests, for what is the point? The things that she does like are kept under wraps, but to be honest she adores the structure of people (government is sort of her private passion) and the exchange of goods. Tends to write extensive dissertations on the nature of the economy, the way trolls are treated by their "leader," and the pitfalls on their short-sighted monarchy.
Dolly tends to find them laying around everywhere, and leaves little critiques and lots of commendation. Eve would never admit it, but she honestly does appreciate it.
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NAME: Hester
GENDER: Female
TYPE: Grass/Flying
LEVEL: o3O
MOVES: Fly | Energy Ball | Stomp | Sweet Scent
NATURE:
Hester is big, she's out there, she's adventurous, she's fun and can't sit still for anything. Domestic life does not suit her in the least -- ok, sure, Dolly; I'll fight this bitch, but afterwards send me off!
Can't stand boredom. Always has to be doing something -- but it can't be menial. No, she needs excitement!
Hester doesn't care for other people's opinions; she'll do things her way whether you like it or not. She's the one giving out the orders, whether you like it or not!
But that doesn't mean she's mean or anything -- in fact, she's fun, friendly, and always looking for the good in people. Mostly so that she can be friends with them, get pet on the neck, and fed some of her bananas.
She's always got this hankering for bananas, but can never actually reach them -- and oh, god does it irritate her! If you want to manipulate her, just promise her a reward; she'll fall for it every time.
An individualist at heart -- sorry, ma, but this bird's gotta fly!
Always puts what's right first, though. And enjoys making herself useful when it benefits someone she cares dearly about.
Constantly ferries Dolly's "check-up" letters to the Signless, as well as her love-notes to Redglare.[/ul]
NAME: Sophie
GENDER: Female
TYPE: Grass/Poison
LEVEL: o29
MOVES: Mega Drain | Toxic | Energy Ball | Sludge Bomb
NATURE:
Wants the people on her team to be the best, so she regiments others and forces schedules upon them. They are never listened to, because Dolly's team, as a whole, doesn't like her much.
Lets people know when their effort doesn't match up to her expectations. And her expectations are always ruthlessly high.
Assertive and pushy; doesn't know how to handle situations in which she doesn't get her way. Hardly, if ever, gets emotional. Bottles everything inside and forces it into something aggressive.
Likes stuffed animals, and is oddly doting upon them. Possibly because they have never done her wrong.
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NAME: June
GENDER: Female
TYPE: Grass
LEVEL: o36
MOVES: Leaf Blade | Energy Ball | Mirror Coat | Synthesis
NATURE:
Badge name: The Rainbow Badge
Brief description of personality:
She considers any restriction upon herself to be a small sacrifice for the goodness it could result in for the rest of trollian society.
Her life is her message, her son, and the others who surround her. A woman of faith, she trusts in the divines -- whoever they might be -- to make things right, to provide the end-results to the plans she feels. If they result in nothing, well, they weren't meant to anyway -- and how could her life truly be a "waste" if that was what it was meant for in the first place?
Such thoughts help her sleep at night, so to speak.
While she frequently considers the natures of divinity, it would be ludicrous to propose that she does not contain a vast love of her life. Quite the contrary. The fact of the matter is that she finds joy and fulfillment in teaching others, and isn't that the most pious way to practice hedonism? She delights in seeing others prosper, finds great pleasure in the knowledge that it was she -- she! -- who set this into motion. Who assisted them at every turn.
In history, there are the leaders, who provide the figure and the beacon of hope; and then there are the right-hand men, who provide the vision and direction -- the passion and the morale.
Dolly considers herself to be a perfect specimen of the latter, and could not be happier such a station.
She is a revolutionary, that is sure -- but not in the obvious way. She is not the leader with grandiose speeches about love and virtue and ethics, with bills offering sums for her arrest -- no, she is the matron of the safehouse. The one standing behind Their Leader, pre-written speeches in tow. The adviser, who has cultivated these feelings from the beginning. The person at the college, looking for new recruits to share experiences with, to indulge, to convert. One with a gentle demeanor -- demur, yielding, inconspicuous.
And yet none but the last.
Intensely affectionate, and very physical about it. Training has dictated that she be above such things, but she honestly cannot keep herself from touching those she loves -- gentle pats on the back, a tug at the cheek, fussing with their clothes, a kiss on the forehead -- anything to prove to them that yes, she cares, and yes, she'll always love them.
Always. For her ability to forgive is unprecedented -- transcended by, perhaps, only her son.
She tends to spoil him. She tends to spoil everyone.
Usually smiling. Allows herself to unwind much more often than she cares to admit. Finds utmost pleasure in fantastic romance novels, flights of fancy through situations she knows can exist -- because, surprise! -- she lives it.
Further enjoys sweet smelling fragrances (vanilla is a favorite), tending to her garden (or her son, or her lover, or her pokemon, or anything, really--), philosophical treatises, and sips of dry wine during lazy afternoons.
Rather finicky, and always -- always -- concerned. Her mind works five steps ahead, and goodness has it come in handy! She's terribly observant, and a tremendous judge of character. Often becomes timid in the face of powerful personalities.
Her nightmares are horrible, and everlasting. Even when soothed by her recooperacoon, she finds a way to imagine new terrors, abstract emotions that find ways to entangle themselves into her waking conscious.
Death. Despair. Futility. Force.
She finds herself almost timorous of too many things lately, but her paramount fear is the loss of those she is close to.
A teacher by nature. Gentle in her manner, firm in her execution. She does not tolerate insolence, but easily emphasizes with common naiveté.
Likes to take bad situations and turn them into lessons. Or, at least, she used to.
Finds great pleasure in memories. In times of past, in times long gone. Keeps extensive photo albums, art, and other relics of by-gone sweeps. Slightly more private than what she might seem, she never shows them to anyone unless asked. They are for her personal pleasure; these pages of memories imprinted for only her eyes; evenings by lamplight spent in nostalgic fantasies.
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