Post by Kyle Henderson on Oct 5, 2010 20:20:24 GMT -6
Michael Kyle Henderson
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[/u][/size][/right]Let's Get It Started...NAME: Michael Kyle Henderson.
NICKNAME: Mike. Mikey. Kyle. [This is the name he usually goes by.] Red. [His also more known name.]
AGE: Ten.
GENDER: Male.
HOME TOWN: Floroma Town, Sinnoh.
SIDE: Good.
JOB: Trainer.
POKEMON TYPEOF CHOICE: Fire and Flying.
THEME SONG: Over My Head - The Fray; The Crow And The Butterfly - Shinedown.....In Here
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[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]To Be Your Own Best Friend...APPERANCE: Kyle is fair for his age, if you were to think about it. He stands at about four foot nine inches, counted as pretty short for his age. His light red hair is almost short but shaggy at the same time, his bangs always getting in his eyes, always curly. His skin is lightly tanned, his parents often keeping him indoors when he was growing up. He still has some muscles on him, none the less; it wasn't as if his parents didn't let him run around with Pokemon out in the sun when the days were nice and appealing to them.
Kyle usually wears a T-Shirt with, in bold letters, that says "I Didn't Do It," with a long sleeve, brown jacket over it that, when zipped up, can be read, "Bad To Da' Bone," always meant for a joke. He wears bright blue jeans that are pretty saggy that are below his feet, having been hand-me-downs, that are too big for him. He has to often wear a belt with these, that has the Pokemon emblem. You can rarely see this, though, as the jacket he wears often covers it, the reason for this being that the jacket is also a hand me down.
PERSONALITY: Kyle is often known as a joker amoungst his friends and family; he loves to just be silly, and loves to make jokes and rough around. Many people don't take him serious when and if they first see him as this, mainly because he will not act too serious in the first place as well. He ignores comments about having to act "mature"; he knows life is supposed to be well spent, and you have to life your life to it's fullest no matter what. Though he sometimes ponders upon this, he thinks that some people are just being too mature, and that they just need to relax a little bit.
On the other hand, Kyle can be serious when he needs to be. He has heard the stories passed down from his parents that were told by his brother, and how some battles needed to be focused in greatly. Since the young lad wants to become the greatest Pokemon Trainer, he knows he has to become serious. He also knows when it's time to grow up, and when you have to act serious when the best time rolls around. He can be serious, and sometimes overly serious at some points, and often sends people packing at times like these. It can be abad thing at some points, but hey, it works!
LIKES:
- Pokemon.
- Music.
- Likes to Train.
- Dreams To Fight In a Gym - No Matter What.
DIS-LIKES:
- Team Rocket.
- Phsycic Types.
- Trainers That Abuse Their Pokemon For Strength.
- Operas. They Creep Him Out.
HATES:
- Team Galactic.
....On The Outside Looking In
[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]Leave Out All The Rest...HISTORY: Michael Kyle Henderson was born in Floroma Town in the Region of Sinnoh on a pretty peacful day in May. He had a mother, a father, and an older brother, of whom had incedently had stayed home for the past few months due to some head trama he had recived just a few months before. The young boy had been born into a quite loving family, to say the least, since the quite Town of Floroma often helped with things such as that. He was showered with attention more than often, and, when his parents were away at work, and his brother having to rest, he was watched by Pokemon whom would never hurt him once. It was an enjoyable life.
He has very vivid memories of his brother before he left. He remembers the fun times playing outside with he and his Pokemon, even though he was so young and barely a toddler at that. He remembered being in the feilds of flowers, playing most of the day until they were forced to come in by their parents. Or, at least, that's what his brother's Pokemon often tell him. Now, of course, he remembers little of that, unless his parents or the Pokemon remind him. He was barely a year and a half when his brother left on a journey for Kanto, and Michael began making new friends around the small town, playing most of the day and on a rare occasion helping his parents and Wasp with the honey and their work.
Of course, as his traveled around for the few months he was gone, and when he returned, the young boy often stayed and played at home, mostly with Pokemon more than humans so to speak. As the year went by that his brother stayed home to watch him and work, he had loads of fun; he and his brother seemed really close from the start, which seemed completely strange, seeing as how Jake wasn't around too much for the last few months, and often worked more when his mother and the Pokemon were able to take care of the young boy. The happinies for Michael didn't last long, of course, as their father sent their oldest on another journey because he though that he needed to get out instead of staying at home. So, leaving his Pokemon and family behind, the young man went onto a journey in the distant land of Kanto.
Michael mostly got letters like his parents recived from his older brother, often reading them to him since he had yet to be old enough to actually start reading them him self. His brother's Pokemon would often crowd around as if it were story time, making him giggle more than often. Of course, he enjoyed these times, too. He would think of these stories as he played outside, making new friends egarly along with Pokemon. As the time passed, he was also able to help start helping his parents a little here and there as he began a little stronger. But bad times would often come hard for those who managed to make honey, and the Henderson family had been no different during this time.
Their money slowly plumitted, and the parents would often find them selves giving their food to their youngest son, and the Pokemon who worked as well. They went a while like this, getting money when they could, until one day, Michael's mother finally brought it up while talking to the oldest via camera. He had offered to help by coming back and working; he didn't as well seem to mind, but his parents did. They said it wouldn't be right to take him from his journey in Kanto, and it would be best if he stay there and finish it. Michael - whom now was often going by Kyle because he seemed to like the name better - wanted to almost beg his parents to let his brother come home, though, as they told the eldest, it wouldn't be nice to take someone from such a great experiance.
For a few months it went on like this, brother sending letters and a few pictures of how he was doing whole his family back home tried to stay alive. It went well, from Kyle's perspective, as time progressed, though one day, he remeers all too well. It was the day that they were supposed to be getting a letter from their traveler. They did get that, none the less, but they also found something else in that envolop: a wad of cash, looking to be about two to three hundred dollars. The letter spoke of the young man, Jake if you had yet to guess, getting a new job that paid well, and had great staff. He would be able to sent money back for his family, as well as having enough for him self. He had sent back some of his Pokemon earlier, though for some unknown reason until now.
Kyle grew into an expeptionally young lad as the days progressed into weeks, which shifted into months, and then into years. His brother stayed away, working at this mysterious job of his and sending home money when he could. Young Kyle often played with freinds, on the rare occasion of helping his parents while playing with his brother's Pokemon. At the age of five, his parents thought it would be best to go on a trip and relax a little, possibly at the Battle Zone near their home region. Unknown to them, of course, their oldest, who was now at seventeen, was coming for a suprise visit from his work. Of course, this meant he sent no forewarning, and they went on their merry way, placing all of their son's Pokemon at a freind's house in Saloceon Town while they went.
It was a fun trip, Kyle having taken a few things that seemed un-needed for the trip - such as a few of his brother's older clothes, a picture of him when he was little and his brother when he was younger - and they had a great time[the only bummer, and hilarious, thing being that Floatzel ended up sneaking from the farm he was staying at and following their boat all the way there]. Kyle made a few friends here and there, and they didn't stay too long before they had to leave. But of course, all was not well when they returned to their quiet house in Floroma.
Everything was on fire, everything that no one took from their houses burned. Many people were killed in this incedent. Some say it was Team Galactics doing, while others say Team Rocket was the fault of it all. Either way, everything was gone. Many people and Pokemon were killed by either the infernos, or by the rivaling team them selves. The worst part? Kyle's father had been talking to one of the Officer Jenny's, and she spoke of a young man by the name of Jake Henderson who had came by in search of his family. She said that once he figured out they were possibly still alive in the flames, he had rushed in, and had never came back out. Their mother burst into tears, their father holding her as close as possible. And poor little Kyle, who know had no brother?I Painted Your Room At Midnight.
So I'd Know Yesterday Was Over
I Put All Your Books On The Top Shelf
Even The One With the FOur Leafe Clover.
He was greif stricken, just like his brother's Pokemon were when they heard of the bad news. Of course, after all of the fires were extinguished, all of the remaning suriviors were able to go into their homes and scanvange up what was left of their families. Kyle managed to find another picture of he and his brother; it was half burnt, though it showed detail of he and his brother laughing as they played together with some of his Pokemon. The young boy had this strange feeling, he told his parents as they move their way to their new home in Sunny Shore, that his brother was still out there somewhere, looking for them. Of course, his parents said it was impossible, that he was gone and never coming back. He never believed that, of course. He probably never would.You're Words Still Serenade Me,
Your Lullabies Won't Let Me Sleep
I've Never Heard Such a Haunting Melody.
You Know I Can Barely Breathe***
As the boy's tenth birthday rolled out, his parents feared for him as the thought of loosing their second son dreaded them deeply. After what seemed like forever and a day of arguing about it - it really turned out to be a few months after his birthday - they finally allowed him to go and start his own journey. Unknwon to them, his goal was to find his older brother, because he still felt like he was out there somewhere, searching, and now Kyle needed to find him before it was too late. His parents had the young boy bring at least his brother's old Ivysaur, Rouge, along for the journey so that he could be watched over while he was on his joruney.
While picking where to go on his journey, Kyle heard of a new region which was just waiting to be explored. He had heard stories of his brother being very adventureous, and wanting to find to Pokemon and places that he could become famous for. So, of course, Kyle was instantly drug to the new region, willing to try it out for size.And Suddenly, I Become A Part Of Your Past.
I'm Becoming The Part That Doesn't Last.
I'm Losing You And It's Effortless.....Leave Out All The Rest
[/u][/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote]The World Was Gonna Roll Me...
NICKNAME: Rouge.
GENDER: Male.
LEVEL: Thirty-Nine.
MOVES:
- Vine Whip.
- Solar Beam.
- Razor Leaf.
- Sleep Powder.
INFO/PERSONALITY: Kyle's brother's old Ivysaur from Kanto, where he had gotten it as a starter. This creature is pretty calm and docile, though often can become agressive when he pulled to, the reason why, Kyle learned, Jake called the Ivysaur Rouge in the first place. Rouge often listens to Kyle at times, though, due to the boy not being his actual trainer, had a tendency to sometimes bolt when he feels like it. No worries, he always comes back; just sometimes now for a while.....I Ain't The Sharpest Tool In The Shed.
[/size]Hands Held High Into A Sky So Blue...NICKNAME: Alex.
AGE: Thirteen.
GENDER: Male.
ROLE-PLAYING CLASS: Beginner-Intermediate.
FOUNDATION: Admin.
....Ocean Opens Up To Swallow You
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