Post by Saire Bellum on Apr 24, 2011 15:36:43 GMT -5
Please ignore the adorable Mareep X3
Name: Saire Bellum
Age: 16
Appearance: If you were to ask her, Saire would tell you immediately all the flaws she could find in her appearance. Her hair was at the top of her list. Wild and thickly curled it was colored (naturally of course) a rather pale shade of lavender, in bright sunlight it shone white with only the slightest hint of purple. Now this alone wasn’t too terribly bothersome if not for how horribly pale she was. Almost washed out looking, Saire would try as hard as she could to tan, only to find herself turned an angry shade of red instead.
As well as being too ‘washed out’ in her own opinion, Saire would be quick to point out that her teeth were just a little crooked, her lips too full, eyes deepset, and her bosoms a tad too small, much to her dismay. Now, despite her amazing ability, one shared by many teenaged girls, to pick out everything that was wrong with her appearance Saire was capable of finding good things as well. She found her stormy grey eyes rather pretty, even though they hid behind her glasses most days. A natural runner, Saire admires the fact that she had been blessed with a strong, lean body that was able to carry her over miles with no problem.
Dressing mostly in greens and browns, Saire shies away from blacks and whites, afraid she’d give herself a far too ‘ghostly’ look, and in an effort to try and tame her wild head of hair Saire keeps the bushy locks clamped into a pair of pigtails at all times, with a page boy hat firmly over her forehead.
Personality: To describe Saire in one word, most would hover towards reluctant. Very rarely is Saire willing to go out of her way to do much of anything, and she is certainly more than happy to spend her life taking the safe route. If not for her closest friends she’d never take a risk at all. This isn’t to say that Saire isn’t a fun person, quick for a joke or a sarcastic remark, bordering at time on almost being offensive, though never on purpose.
Saire has trouble with anxiety, even at some points being completely neurotic, worrying obsessively over the tiniest scrape, scratch or confrontation. That isn’t to say that she doesn’t get competitive. When dragged into anything with Jael, Saire finds herself not just wanting, but needing to win, creating the ultimate rivalry. On that note, Saire will also mindlessly complete any task shes set to, unable to ever allow herself be called a ‘quitter’.
History: To best understand Saire Bellum, one should take their attention to her parentage. Her mother, Sarah, has always been one of those people that one might call a “Pokefan”. Completely obsessed with Pokemon, Sarah became what one might call a “Pokemon Hoarder”. Keeping her home full to bursting with Hoot-hoot and Bidoof’s alike. It was this crazy need to collect Pokemon that brought finally brought her family to a breaking point.
Sarah’s sister, Myra Ebony staged an intervention in which a live television crew stormed Sarah’s home showing images of Bidoofs, Shroomish and Oddish packed together in horrible living conditions, Sarah in the center on her knees crying “NO! Don’t take my babies away! They neeeeeed me.” As she clung with dear life to a Wurmple.
“Don’t worry Sarah, we’re here to help.” Came a strong, yet gentle voice. It was in this moment that Sarah Ebony lost the compulsion to hoard Pokemon and fell madly in love with her therapist, Dr. Benji Bellum.
The years passed and Sarah lived a normal healthy life with her husband and eventually bore his daughter, dubbed Saire. Things were going great for a while, Sarah was able to live a normal life. Despite yearning to be a Pokemon trainer, she never turned back to hoarding, living in a relatively Pokemon free environment.
In many ways, Sarah tried to groom her daughter into wanting to be a Pokemon trainer, even behind her husbands ‘No Pokemon in the House’ rule, encouraging her daughter to make a visit to the famous Pokemon Academy and start a journey towards Pokemon Fame!
Saire, being ever reluctant brushed off her mother’s advances and would quietly return to whatever existence she allowed herself. During this time, Saire grew very close to a neighbor girl, Jael, becoming best friends despite their wildly different opinions on Pokemon and training.
It wasn’t until Saire was fourteen, when her father ran off with the Nurse Joy of the nearby Pokemon Center that Sarah’s Pokemon Hoarding returned. Without the love and influence of her husband, Sarah fell back into her illness and this time was determined to live her dreams of being a trainer.
Trying desperately, Sarah found herself not cracked up for the world of Pokemon training and returned home to her neglected daughter. Whom she then promptly kicked out. “Go out there and have an ADVENTURE! Find a Pokemon! Train it! Come back when you have BADGES!” Where the final words Saire’s mother cried before kicking her daughter out of the family car and onto the docks that lead to the famous Pokemon Academy.
Saire, with nothing else she could do, meandered towards the ship with a sigh, ready to start her forced Pokemon journey.
Classes:
- History of Pokemon
- Exploration Class
- Pokemon Cooking
- Pokemon Technology
Dorm: Black
Pokemon: Sandile
Please let me know if the Bio is alright, I was more going for hilarious than dramatic. I'm not into the whole "Woe as me! My life is terrible! But I'm so fabulous!" Also, the password is "Prision B is a nice guy."
