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Post by Melody Taylors on Apr 30, 2011 2:44:54 GMT -5
Name: Melodia “Melody” Cecilia Taylors
Age: 14
Appearance: Melody tends not to care about her appearance, sometimes wearing the weirdest outfits at the weirdest times. A fan of cosplay, she’ll never refuse an opportunity to dress up. This makes her an avid fan of Halloween, where she’ll share the creations she’s slaved over for months. Recently, however, she’s been dressing up a little more “normal,” wearing a yellow-hued striped shirt, and a light blue skirt she finds comfortable. She wears gray stockings, and a previous version of the Running Shoes™, which ensure she runs at above average speeds; she’s great at running great distances, although she’s not big with her speed.
Her sight is less than desirable, and wears a pair of glasses that protect and enhance her heterochromatic green and blue eyes. If she didn’t wear these, she would not be able to read anything more than 10cm (~4 inches) away from her.
For accessories, Melody proudly wears her pink Pokégear, a birthday present from her brother, and a purple bag which is filled to the brim of certain types of books and magazines. Mostly about battling and training properly.
Melody stands at around 1.65m (5’5”), weighing 55kg (121 lbs). She’s quite slender, which she’s gained from running around so much. She may not be very strong physically, but she’s capable of using her legs to escape danger.
Personality: Melody is essentially one of the most innocent girls you will ever meet… maybe too innocent, even. Cynicism still hasn’t hit her yet, and she’s always happy and optimist in most situations. Usually, she’ll be humming a little tune, or—when she’s really happy—singing in her melodious, beautiful voice.
She is very musically inclined, and knows more about Music Theory than one would want to hear—she is very talented at playing the piano, although she has no interest in other musical interests.
Melody enjoys talking to people, and is quick to try to brighten someone’s day, no matter how upset they are. She’s good at saying the right things in a lot of situations, yet there’s always that one time where she screws up and worsens things. She usually doesn’t realize this until after a while, worsening the situation. Given this, she’s not very hard to get along with, she’s usually the one who will start a conversation, and will be more than pleased to talk to random strangers that approach her.
Her naïveté nature sometimes annoys others; she’s the type of person who doesn’t understand innuendos, she’s the type of person who think even the hardest criminals have a sweet, nougat-y center (Even a certain person, whom she calls Prisoner B. In her own words, "Prisoner B is a nice guy."), and still believes that Pokémon Eggs are brought from a Pidgeot, after the two Pokémon make a wish.
Despite this, she’s very competitive, and enjoys watching a good Pokémon battle, usually jotting down notes for her own mental nourishment.
History: Melody was born a twin, her older (by thirty eight seconds) brother Dante and herself were considered an inseparable pair. It could literally be said that they were together since birth. The two seldom fought with each other, with the exception of make-shift Pokemon Battles that were simply the two throwing plushies of their favorite Pokemon at each other.
The two were always considered prominent Pokemon Trainers, but because of the overprotectiveness of their parents, the closest they got to touching a Poke Ball was playing with a plastic toy.
Melody, however, was the smarter of the twins in a way, she spent a while reading up on books, and learning basic ropes regarding Pokemon Battles. Despite her mother’s desire to make little Melody a coordinator, Melody instead became more inclined on focusing instead on simply battling.
Classes: Pokemon Breeding, Battle Tactics, Music Appreciation, Exploration Class
Items: 5 pokeballs, 2 potions
Dorm: Silver Pokemon:
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Post by Victoria on Apr 30, 2011 15:56:44 GMT -5
Accepted!~ Welcome into the academy. Make a thread in the laboratory to begin! Oh, and don't trip and fall into the side of the building or Yin might eat your face.
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