Its Claire Bish!

[Claire Myst]

Name: Claire Myst
Age: 16
Appearance: Refer to the picture please.

Personality:

When people say, "shes that bitch" you better listen up. Your world will be turned upside down. She will tell you & anyone else, parents included, that you dont matter unless you're about what shes about! She wants money, fame, fortune, power, fashion, and gossip. To this girl, everything that glitters is gold. She's not one to care about how you feel. Life isnt about everyone singing together in harmony. Its about the one person that matters most, Claire.

Once the thought is in her head, the dream sets in. Since dreams become reality, thats what she will make happen, with or without you. She doesnt believe in anyone helping her or being a friend, which is why she fuels her muse for blogging with juicy secrets & gossip. She is very blunt and honest when she's showing her true colors! Keep your out dated sense of style & weak, pathetic pokemon out of her way! If you dont have the balls to talk to her, then she has no reason to even acknowledge you.

She lives now for power, boys, shopping, having fun even if at others' expense, and blogging! Nothing will get in the way of that and if anything dared to, they'd get more than a 2 inch heel up their bum! Boys, boys, boys. Their nothing but tools to get what women want! They do their job very well too, if you know how to ride em'. Other than that, she often feels like she may as well be dating another girl.

History:

"I hate you daddy!" The hot headed girl would snap, launching random objects towards her father. "I want the new Tagumi hand bag! This is Yagaru! I cant wear this ugly thing around! The other girls will laugh at me!" The girl erupted. "Im sorry Claire. I-I-I'll get you the Tagumi hand bag right away! I'll even get you two of them!" Her father bowed & begged on his knees for forgiveness. She stared and swung the bag onto his head. "Hurry up & get it!" She demanded with more bass than necessary in her voice. The father jumped up & ran for the car. He needed to find that Tagumi bag & find it fast.

"Are you stupid? Does this look like a Torumi bag? I wouldnt use this as toilet paper!" A woman threw the bag onto the floor, she slammed her two inch heel onto it, rubbing the heel into the bag. "Go get me the right bag! Or else!" Claire's mother yelled, scolding her husband for his screw up. "Ye-Yes dear. Please dont be angry!" The man was on his knees pleading for forgiveness. He jumped & ran for the car. "I'll get each one on the rack!" He replied, running out of the door.

Claire's mom had always been this way. Claire would even over hear her mother on her phone saying things like "He's nothing but an ever lasting stuffed wallet" and "Nothing but a high quality tool for what I want". Hearing these things at an early age, she learned what was wrong was right. Using people, telling them lies, and mistreating them just to get what you want were good things. At least, thats what she thought from observing her mom. Though she wanted to try doing what her mommy did, her mother was obviously not going to let that happen & Claire would just remain a quiet & lonely girl.

Tough times started to come in for the family. Claire became more distant from her parents & the maid that was there to fulfill all of the roles her mother failed to. The family's business had started to decline in wealth. The owner, Claire's father, began to emotionally torture himself. He'd put in more than enough hours to keep the business going. Claire's mother even left the family behind. With this happening, Claire could finally take over. With this emotional hole opening up, she could force her ad into giving her what she wanted & spoiling her. So she did.

The girl began to display awful behavior. The child became out of control & was truly unorthidox. The girl would sneak out at night & stay out late. She'd stay out, using men ,and sometimes women, to her advantage, having them buy her clothing, jewelery, and anything she wanted. Her friends would tag along of course, being her friends because she was rich. They would gossip about her, just as much as she blogged about them secretly.

Eventually, her father had a break down. He had been denying that his company was dying for far too long. Yet through out all of it, he would continue to allow Claire to live her spoiled life style. As she entered her room from a party the night before leaving, he decided then was the time to tell her. He didnt want to keep dragging it on. He wanted her to learn something useful & not be the little trollop that her mother was.

"Claire, your leaving tomorrow." He said distantly into her closed door. She had just come in from a party that her father knew nothing of. She had just taken a seat on her bed, when she heard the announcement. "Yeah." She said distantly. The past many years she had already known it was a lie this whole time. But until her father would stop it, she'd live each day like it was her last. But hearing this, she knew that the party was indeed the last of them to come.

Classes:

• Pokemon Breeding
  
• Battle Tactics
  
• History of Pokemon
  
• Pokemon Cooking
  
• Pokemon Technology
  

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[Adriel Sorano]

Looks good to me.

Accepted!