Post by Evan Smith on Jul 29, 2010 2:12:33 GMT -6
Evan Korikson Anderson-Smith
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[/u][/size][/right]Let's Get It Started...NAME: Evan Korikson Anderson-Smith (His stepfather's name was Smith.)
NICKNAME: Baby, Rouge, Lava
AGE: 24
GENDER: Male (He thinks.)
SIDE: Evil~ (Evil Evil evil baby~ They have better outfits.)
JOB: Team Shard Admin/ Information Gatherer/Trainer
POKEMON TYPEOF CHOICE: Cute ones, fierce ones, and dragon types.
THEME SONG: Mosaik Roll- Gumi.....In Here
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[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]To Be Your Own Best Friend...APPERANCE: Evan is quite...odd in his looks. Bright red hair chopped in a rough style, layers down to his neck and covers most of his ears. His ears have several piercings, mostly black studs that he thought just looked cool. Most of them are easily removable so he usually will randomly swich between hoops during somewhat more formal events. (Or Thursdays and Mondays.) He has blue grey eyes that are usually extremely expressive. Known for the 'puppy eyes' he does when he wants something, he usually can swing those with weaknesses of such looks to his side. In anger, they cloud quickly, and a completely unknown person takes the stage. However this is only if someone can actually piss him off.
He normally wears the oddest clothes for a 'admin' and never actually has worn the uniform. Ever. He thinks it is unflattering for his appearance. He rather wear normal or fancy girly clothes. Known for crossdressing in plain view, Evan doesn't seem to mind the looks or anything. Half of the time, seen to be wearing a lolita dress or cosplaying as some type of odd person, many people can't take him seriously. His hands have several scars of them, mostly covered up with wristbands and rings. The red-haired male wears a blue hooded vest covering up a green-grey shirt when he is out on the 'town'.
He usually just wears jeans with his normal outfit, but he's been known to wear a skirt as well. He has a small dragon like tattoo on his arm, that he remembered getting as soon as he was old enough. He loves that tattoo, and would have it branded into other parts of his body as well to show his love of dragons. One of the oddest things he seems to always have is a small cat plushie toy. It's light brown with darker brown stripes. He keeps his pokeballs, items, and the like in the small little backpack.
PERSONALITY: Evan...is a odd case to be exact. He doesn't gradually open up...he's just that eccentric all the time. To people who know him, he's the creepy little bug that follows them around all the time, but they can't help but want to hug it and kill it at the same time. Evan is all around a happy and bouncy person. The liveliness is sometimes so scary since it's sometimes so tangible. The trainer is a outright and shameless gay male, who some people can't take a hint about. Many girls seem to think he's straight, while all the males know he's gay and they try to stay far away from him when he comes into sexually harass them in the showers. (Which happens on a weekly basis since he has no boundaries...or shame.) He is extremely clingy, loving to hug and kiss his friends on the cheek and anything he can do to make them blush. (This does include groping. >>)
He's extremely close to those above him, especially the boss of the whole Team Shard. Extremely close. "We're like Best girl friends~! Ooooh! Look at this lace! Strip and we'll dress you in it!~" Is one of his expressions of friendship in a odd way. While he does act vain, wanting cute men to ask him out, and not all the little bratty girls who just want a pretty face, he cherishes emotion above all others.
He has little shame in announcing his bedroom habits, what he watches or reads about explict things. Evan will sadisically act out what he reads and sees if it's to mentally irk and scar someone for life. (Thus being the reason that people hide from him when he's in a 'sadistic happy mood' which happens often if anyone disturbed him while he's reading his 'soap opera magazines or doujinshi's )
Known for abusing his powers to make males dress up in skirts, dressing up girls for photo-op's, and dressing up pokemon in flowers in lace, no one has ever said 'no' to him. Though he knows limits and boundaries. He doesn't understand why people don't let out their 'Inner booty girl' and sometimes pushes males a little too far to fufill his little fashion shows, but even with all this seemingly happy and bubbly personality...he is quite the psychopath.
He knows how to kill and actually enjoys it. However he knows what life is, and will not take the lives of innocent. For example, if one becomes close to him, and someone hurts that person, he will literally torture them. Not just mentally. But physically. He has no qualms about doing this either. He hates, and I do mean, hates people who dare touch something that is -his-. He is extremely possessive, and while is sometimes a little embarrassed to show it, he will not be afraid to bring it out if it's for the better good.
It's sometimes a sin to see how happy and bubbly he is, and while he seems to be the garden variety psychopath in some areas, he is sometimes the only person who can help people get out of the gutter they dig themselves into. One thing he does pride himself on is his unwavering loyalty to those he trusts. Now, his trust does waver sometimes, but when he trusts you, he is a loyal dog at your beck and call. Evan tries to convince everyone to have a high standard of loyalty, and sometimes looks down on others because of their lack of loyalty.
He loves Pokemon with his heart, which is odd since he can't remember catching half of his pokemon. Evan and his Pokemon have such fierce loyalty, some can't believe that it's real. All of his pokemon are loved and trained, and never given up. He's caught a lot of Pokemon, and has seen plenty more. His PC is filled with pokemon that seem to have this iron-clad loyalty with him. Only problem. His pokemon would kill anyone who pissed him off, regardless of their loyalty to him. The male's pokemon would kill themselves upon some sort of towering jealousy, and his Pokemon detest others because they want his eyes to be on them. His loyalty turns his pokemon towards him and literally against everyone else. They won't protect anyone. Only him.
Evan loves to battle, and likes to win, but knows loosing sometimes can't be helped. He has to or he would become to powerful. He understands they are stronger people than him, but that does mean that he has something to work forward to and he never has to give up. He likes having a goal to learn, and learning makes him happy to sit down and read a book, and give those younger little genius brats a one two~!
LIKES:
- Boys
- Lace and Butterflies
- Leather
- Pokemon
DIS-LIKES:
- Flirty girls
- Close-minded people
- People who don't like to dress up. (The horror.)
- Bugs
....On The Outside Looking In
[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]Leave Out All The Rest...HISTORY:
Evan Korikson Smith was born to a loving family, a great mother and father. Consumed by their lives. Evan as soon as he was able to be left alone was, and his parents thought it was character building. The rich executives of a highly profitable company bought him toys, outfits, maids, anything he could ever dream of. He was quite satisfied, loving the false attention poured onto him. He knew it was false. But he was so starved for it, he didn't mind that much. When he saw his first pokemon, it was given to him. A pidgey. Who he named Freedom. The only link to the outside. The only link to the outside world he had been banned from.
At five, he wondered why on earth he couldn't go outside, past the gardens. Why? Nothing was bad, he checked by sneaking out from the careless guards. There were fields for miles! He didn't understand what was so bad! But at the time, the five year old thought the endless skies and fields were kinda boring after a few hours. Bringing Freedom with him made him realize he liked to battle and train pokemon. Falling down and hurting himself several times didn't make a dent in the child's egos or dreams as he pushed himself and the Pidgey to get better. Internet battles to learn more about type match-ups. Items. The child was learning fast. The maid's encouraged this, un aware they were creating a monster. They told him that the Pokemon would be the most important thing.
At seven he had battled several trainers that walked by the grounds, lost on their way to some unknown town. Dragged in battered, they fought for their lives as their pokemon were mercilessly faught until they died or fainted. Then thrown into the incinerator. At the time, he was oblivious to where his 'new playmates' went. That was when he saw his first dragon type. A Dragonair. He begged his parents to get him one, and one was sent his way since he was so 'annoying' and 'being a little brat'. Not caring what his parents said, the baby Dratini was on his doorstep a week later. Unbeknowst to him, the Dratini wasn't from a 'long line of mighty Dragonairs' they stole a egg from a research lab and shoved it into the unequipped child's hands.
This is when his parents started to discourage niceities and the like. The next day he was beaten by one of his 'best buddy butlers' and 'nicey nicey sissy maidy' and he was knocked out. This kept going for awhile, but since he showed promise with pokemon, he was still allowed to battle trainers. Dratini, who had been terrified of the butlers and maids would curl around the boy's neck, wishing for safe passage for the boy.
Battling with Dratini a few times, he found out where his playmates went from the alerting Dratini, who he had named Baby Boy. Horrified, he spent shivering in the basement, terrified of his parents! What parents would kill his only friends! He sneaked back to his room, before he found out something terrible. A butler...and a Raichu. Looking at Freedom terrified, he told her to run. She never did. Soon fainted, the boy finally broke. Taking a knife out that he had for protection, the butler screamed his last breaths for at least five minutes as the mad child stabbed and stabbed.
Healing Freedom, he made his way back to the now dead body, finding two of the the helpers over his body. Flicking out the knife again, he made his way towards them. Of course, since he didn't have the element of surprise, they grabbed the knife from him and stabbed him instead. Seeing that their trainer was in trouble, Freedom and Baby Boy grew irate and attacked the staff, leading them into a distraction, long enough for the boy to cut two major blood vessels and stab them in the back for the heck of it.
At Nine years old, he burnt down the house, all that he needed he had shipped out of the house as he found his next shocking revalation. His parents weren't his parents. His real last name was Anderson. His money he had siphoned away from the Smith's, and he had a large fortune ready anytime he wished. Evan had lived quite peacefully for the next three years, gathering a load of pokemon, training them, and having his base team.
Another Dratini, a Skitty, and a Totodile, seemed to be his base team. While he never did go through many gym battles, he sure trained his pokemon up, to the point where they were flying through battles and mercilessly crushing their opponents without a care in the world. However time did pass by too quickly as his pokemon turned older and evolved. Skitty had turned into a fierce contender, even if she was a small and somewhat weak normal type, he learned to love her, and seemed to be the baby of the family.
At twelve, he found a retired Rocket Grunt named Rico. Rico was a odd man, but Evan intrigued him and he was taken in to learn the art of conning. With that came to light his amazing computer prowess, and his skill in conning people. Rico gave him everything he needed to know. And by sixteen he was literally conning people left and right, he could probably even con himself! And with Rico, (Who accepted him completely, and really wasn't surprised), he found out he was gay. Utterly gay. He liked guys, and for some reason he wasn't scared or horrified. He just dealt with it. He really didn't think he sexuality meant anything to anyone. He liked to read about explicit things online, and learned a lot. Though he is completely unexperienced, he doesn't act like it, and probably knows more than he should. (Amazingly he's still a virgin...I know. I'm surprised too.)
Not much happened due to his sexuality, so besides being creepily affectionate to cute males than females, nothing changed, and he didn't feel outcasted, or anything of the like.
Besides turning into a albino from nothing but artificial light from the underground bases most of the time, and hardly going out to con except at nighttime, he had become somewhat of a hermit. Perfect for escaping his enemies, which at the time, he didn't know he had. Rico was helping him out, and his pokemon were sleeping in the 'waterfall room' a few rooms away from Rico and Evan.
Evan was finishing up a on hacking program that would crack into the Pokemon Center's computers. Rico was attacked, stabbed but not killed. Yet. Rico had broken the number one rule. What stays in Rocket, stays in Rocket. About to interrogate him, Evan burst out of the room horrified. Shooting Rico in retaliation, his last words were to Evan. "You're my son. No one elses." Snapping into some sort of trance, the girl who came over to talk about her Skitty with Evan recieved one of the darkest horrors of her life.
Evan had hung the grunts by their ankles skinned them partially alive, cutting and ripping their arms from their bodies, and then draining the remaining blood from their bodies and hanging them by their entrails. All could be heard from the neighbors, was "He was MY FATHER!" yet they didn't make the connection until a strange grave appeared in a secluded part of the graveyard.
"Rico, a old crook with a heart of gold, may you rest in peace" Was inscribed on it, with dozens of flowers lining the newly dug grave. It is the last thing the setting sun touches in the graveyard, it's view overlooking the rest of the graves.
Nineteen he had gained even more money, and had visited his stepparents. Which he killed and hung them out their office windows after mangling the body after torture. The now entire family fortune is split up in phony accounts, and he is free from the world. He went to go see his supposed real family. A mother, father, sister and brother were playing in the front yard, and when he asked the neighbors about their lost son, they grew grim.
The words he heard, "He was kidnapped for ransom. They killed him, and set the body on fire." Watching the children play, to the identical children he once looked like, the boy smiled and started to call him older brother. Heartbroken that his parents moved on, he watched them go inside, and his parents start to cry at him. Giving them a letter he wrote, he left, and sometimes sends them money. Then send him letter after letter...but he doesn't feel wanted enough. He wants a family now, but he doesn't know how to start one.
He soon entered Team Shard, looking for someone to try to beat. A new challenge. Instead he found the captivating butterfly and a whole new set of people to torture.....Leave Out All The Rest
[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]The World Was Gonna Roll Me...
NICKNAME: Baby Girl, Gi-Gi
GENDER: Female
LEVEL: 39
MOVES:
- Thunder
- Assist
- Faint Attack
- Icebeam
INFO/PERSONALITY: Evan met a small and frail Skitty who had been beaten one too many times. She was a rascal, and could weasel her way out of a tight space to escape. The only reason she had never been caught. As a starting trainer, Evan wanted and set out to catch Skitty no matter what. He liked her. He was going to try to make her one of his pokemon whether she liked it or not. She didn't. For days, after she was captured, she was trying to run away at every chance. Seeing this, Evan did grow a little downtrodden, thinking he did something wrong. Seeing this, Baby Girl, didn't want to see it again. (Hello Tsundere Pokemon.), and she is only there so he doesn't 'smile like a idiot.'
NICKNAME: Lacey
GENDER: Male
LEVEL: 36
MOVES:
- Surf
- Thunder Wave
- Dragon Rush
- Dragon Wave
INFO/PERSONALITY: Stealing a egg from the lab, it happened to be a Dratini. Evan was surprised, but overjoyed to see another of his favorite dragon types. The quiet Lacey likes to hang around Evan's neck, and has a intune link with the red haired trainer. They stare at each other and somehow guess what the other is thinking. Lacey is one of his pokemon that seems to be somewhat friendly to others.
NICKNAME: Baby Boy/ Cutie Boy
GENDER: Male
LEVEL: 42
MOVES:
- Surf
- Aqua Tail
- Waterfall
- Dragon Wave
INFO/PERSONALITY: They met as younger pokemon and trainer, the highly wanted beautiful Dratini, seemed to be a caretaker, a father and mother to the young boy, teaching him what need be. He and Freedom are his top pokemon, due to him having them since he was a child. Baby Boy is a worrying nervous type, but he also is a fierce competitor in battle, due to his somewhat protective instincts.
NICKNAME: Say-Say/ Freedom
GENDER: Female
LEVEL: 44
MOVES:
- Fly
- Twister
- Roost
- Wing Attack
INFO/PERSONALITY: Freedom was his first pokemon, and seems to be his favorite, no matter how many dragon types he has. As a fighter, Freedom is somewhat of a laidback narcissist. She loves to dress up people, just like her master, and loves to be the center of attention. No one says no to Freedom, or they'll be on her hate list.
NICKNAME: Party Girl, Mud-child, Bite, Toto
GENDER: Female
LEVEL: 32
MOVES:
- Ice Fang
- Crunch
- Slash
- Surf
INFO/PERSONALITY: One of the only pokemon he got legally. Under a false name, but legally as it was. Totodile was a biter as soon as he met, so one of her nicknames is also Bite and Toto. Party Girl was given to the outwardly affectionate pokemon was as she started to meet some of Evan's other pokemon. Immediately off the bat, she was friendly, happy, and wanted to kick some Pokemon tail. She is extremely battle obsessive.....I Ain't The Sharpest Tool In The Shed.
[/size]Hands Held High Into A Sky So Blue...NICKNAME: Neko
AGE: 17
GENDER: Female
ROLE-PLAYING CLASS: Advanced/Intermediate
FOUNDATION: Through a ad.
....Ocean Opens Up To Swallow You
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