Post by Jane Crocker on Oct 31, 2012 23:37:37 GMT
Application
Name: Ms. Paint
Job: Day Care Lady
Helpers:
(Wild?) Andrew the Smeargle; Level 40: Sketch, Shadow Ball, Perish Song, Octazooka
Orchid the Chansey; Level 38: Heal Pulse, Sing, Shadow Ball, Protect
Viridian the Leavanny; Level 40: Solar Beam, Sunny Day, X-Scissor, String Shot
Sienna the Kangaskhan; Level 46: Outrage, Flamethrower, Rock Tomb, Thunderbolt
Appearance:
Biography:
Ms. Paint comes from the Unova region, from Nacrene City. She battled with her pokemon until she realized that she didn’t particularly enjoy fighting, and preferred painting and taking care of others. She moved from Unova to Kanto after hearing that there was an open home in the middle of some of the major cities, somewhat quiet and full of promise.
When she moved in, she met her neighbor, a somewhat injured Smeargle. She helped nurse him back to health, and offered it a place in her home if it wanted. It seemed to reject the offer, but she soon was being visited by him almost constantly afterword. She affectionately named him ‘Andrew’ and let him have fun with her charges.
When her home was set up, she decided to open it up as a Day Care center. She would take care of trainers’ pokemon for a small fee, helping them get stronger and making sure that they remained healthy while their trainers were away. Her pokemon were all quite taken to the idea, all of them having a nurturing heart of their own. And when it came time to breed some of them, they only too happily took up to the cause.
Personality:
Ms. Paint is a quiet carapace, not much of a fan of strife. She is usually seen with a large smile, and sometimes with a plate of treats for any visitors. She loves painting, and is often out buying paint for herself and Andrew while they all watch the Day Care. However, she is certainly not a pushover. Her pokemon are all high leveled, and she can hold her own in a fight, should it ever come down to it.
She is also very kind by nature, often offering trainers or guests something to eat as they come in or before they leave. In the off chance that they stay long enough, she invites them to join her and her charges for a meal, having no qualms about making extra food to give out. Whenever someone comes in to the house, the smell of cookies is often in the air, and a small bowl of licorice Scotties are there for guests as well.
