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 Juniper Rook, Seasle | Handler
jadedragonette
 Posted: Jul 22 2016, 09:43 PM
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Character: Juniper Rook

Full Name: Juniper Rook - goes by Rook
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Doesn't know, doesn't care

Class: Handler
Starting City: Fough Place
Credits: Lv.01 [ 1.4 / 5 ]
Total Level: Lv.01 [ 1.4 / 5 ]
Condition: Fine
Aptitudes


Overall Appearance:
    Rook looks like someone painted a beautiful girl, but forgot to use a fine brush. She has a strong jawline and a strong nose. Her ears are long, but elegantly curved. Her cheekbones are sharp and high, framed by a thick mane of black hair that falls a bit past her shoulders. She cuts it in layers just to keep it under control and it's still a ruffled, tangled mess. In the heat it turns fiercely curly, springing out of ties. She has large, dark brown eyes and a wide mouth. Her skin is normally amber, but darkens to brown in the sun. She would be a handsome young woman if she smiled; she rarely smiles. In fact, any emotion livens up her face and gives her a sense of attractiveness, even a scowl, but Rook's most common expression is flat blankness. It gives her a unpleasant quality, many people think, it makes it look like she's a stone cold killer.

    There's nothing girlish or delicate about the rest of Rook either. She has broad, sturdy shoulders, wide hips, and large feet. Her work has left her with defined arm and leg muscles. The only reason she isn't mistaken for a boy is the smooth, deep curve of her waist, visible even through the layers of clothes she wears.

    She wears plain, cheap clothes, the kind that can be bought for almost nothing at the second-hand rag stall. The colours range from faded black to muddled brown and the cloth is torn through with holes. That's partly because Rook tends to chew on the ends of her shirt cuffs (as well as her hair and nails) and leaves ragged cloth behind. She favours hooded cloaks, even in summer, and she has a weakness for all shades of red, from so dark it's nearly black to soft pinks.
Distinguishing Features:
  • Unruly black hair
Overall Personality:
    At heart, Rook is a kind, caring and giving person. She's good-natured and easy going, happy to follow the flow if it means other people are enjoying themselves. She's the kind of gentle soul that refuses to give up on anyone. Were life a story, Rook would be the teary-eyed girl who waited faithfully at home for her loved ones to return and ran out to hug them when they finally got back. Rook is someone who makes a home, with warm smiles and shy encouragements and honest trust.

    Rook does her very best to pretend this part of her doesn't exist at all. She's withdrawn from the world, curling into herself like a furled-up fern. She doesn't care, she tells anyone who gets anywhere near her, she doesn't care about anything. She takes silence and apparent disinterest and uses them to form a cocoon around her vulnerable heart. Any attempt to get her to open up only makes her retreat further. This isn't exactly an effective defence mechanism. She still cares; she can't stop. She still cares and she still gets hurt. But at least not everyone can see that she's hurt. At least she isn't participating in her own destruction. That's something no one can make her do and she holds onto it like a lifeline. They can't make her act like she cares. She can grumble and mutter and not answer questions. It's easy to hurt her but no one can make her smile at them. She can't keep herself from caring, but she refuses to give away her trust.

    Rook's stubborn defiance is a mostly a learned trait, but it isn't any less strong for that. She's woven it deep into her spirit, using it to hold her up like steel beams in a church. Empathy is her blood, but stubbornness is her backbone. To go along with that, she has a deep-seated sense of right and wrong. She will not neglect her responsibilities and she won't back down from doing what's right out of fear. Honour is the one watchword Rook won't break, no matter how it grates against her. She'll give her help to anyone who deserves it. She might give it grudgingly, resentment singing in her ears, but she'll always do it.

    But no matter how Rook tries, she can't always keep her soft heart hidden. Patience and a lack of judgment will eventually lead her to opening up a little, like a shy pokemon peeking out from their den. If anyone's around to see her kindness, she'll be gruff and short about it, but if she thinks she's alone her surly attitude melts into a bashful sweetness. This often happens around pokemon; she's well-known as a provider of food by the stray pokemon population in Fough.

    Rook also loves a good rush. Slamming her fist into someone else's face, diving down on a Pidgeot, being knocked head over heels by a giant wave, all of these strip away her faked apathy for a moment and leave her laughing wildly in pure joy. In those moments Rook forgets she's broken, forgets she's been hurt and just revels in being alive.

    Although it may take a long time to gain her trust and a very short time to lose it, when Rook trusts someone she can be surprisingly protective. She isn't very good at it; she's a soft-skinned creature, with no armour emotionally, no real skill (but a surprising amount of enthusiasm) at physical fighting, and no clever retorts. She is admirably persistent about it. She views the whole world with the certainty that it will hurt her loved one as it has hurt her and acts accordingly.

    In short, Rook is someone who tries not to care, and consistently fails at it.
History:
    Rook grew up under the shadow of her mother's infidelity. Everyone in Willowgreen knew that her mother had cheated on her husband and then left him with a baby girl to raise. There were different theories for why she'd left. Some said she was disappointed that her daughter wasn't a powerful mage like she was and others claimed she was simply lying low to keep the Guardians off her track. Rook herself didn't remember her mother. She only knew her mother's husband, William Rook, the man she thought of as her father.

    William Rook was an honourable man. He knew that marrying the beautiful mage had been a mistake on his part, but he still intended to fulfill the commitments he had made to her. He took care of Rook the best he could, setting aside money for her clothes and food, sending her to his sister's place when he was at work. He never loved her as a parent would, but he never hated her. She was a responsibility; no more, and no less.

    Rook's childhood was split between the quiet weariness of her father and the loud, bustling household of her aunt. Elizabeth Hammerarm did not think much of her only niece and she thought even less of her erstwhile mother. She had no compunctions about telling Rook this at great length, listing out Rook's faults as neatly as she sliced potatoes for dinner. But while Elizabeth might have been cold towards her niece, she truly loved her family: her children, her husband and her brother. Her dislike for Rook stemmed entirely from the fact that she was a burden to her brother, a good, hard-working man who deserved better than to be the joke of the town and should have had more than a cold home waiting for him at the end of the day. This was another thing she made very clear to Rook.

    It wasn't a surprise that Rook vastly preferred the silence of her father to her aunt's home. Hearing nothing but the occasional tired sigh was easier on her than listening to her aunt alternately point out her flaws and coo at her own beloved children. She took to silence, wrapping it around her like armour. When her aunt talked, her only replies were mumbled agreements. It dulled the pain a little, saved a little of her energy. She stopped trying to do well at her work, stumbling over simple tasks and taking too long. Her aunt was not pleased, but Rook never expected her to be. After a time, Rook was old enough to stay at home by herself. She cooked and cleaned as her aunt had taught her, drinking in the silence.

    She took classes in Miss Mattie's house every rest day, learning the very basics of maths and letters. She didn't befriend the other children, with her too unwilling to reach out and them finding much easier playmates. She had a kind of agreement with Katerina, a foreign-looking girl, but the girl's family moved after a few years. As she grew older the children found teasing her to be a fun sport and Rook tried to avoid them more and more. There was only one actual fight, when a boy insulted her father, and after that Rook was expelled from the school. Rook was mostly relieved by it and went back to her housework. Her skill at it had grown as she got older, and soon she found herself with some spare time. She used the extra time to walk through Edgewood forest, supposedly searching for berries or mushrooms but in reality looking for pokemon. The creatures had fascinated her since she was a small child putting out the last of her supper for a scraggy Meowth. The town pokemon didn't like her any more than the humans did, but she couldn't understand anything they said to her. And the Meowth had rubbed up against her chin, purring weakly.

    When she was sixteen her mostly-solitary, quiet life ended. Her father informed her that he had done his duty by her and now that she was a woman she would have to make her own way in the world. Rook left Willowgreen with no more than a few coins in her pocket and the clothes on her back. She went down to Fough Place, looking for work. But her skills were few and there were many other women with similar skills who were prettier, more cheerful, and louder.

    She spent her first winter certain she would die. Only the grace and kindness of the Church kept her alive. They let her sleep on the benches at night and gave her one meal a day. Sometimes the pastor's wife would give her a little extra, a crust of bread or some sprouted beans her children didn't want.

    In the spring she found that there was one job no one else wanted: taking away the nightsoil. It was dirty, it smelled and it paid badly, but she took it anyway. She had two runs a night, one that started at dusk and went into the witching hours and one that started just before dawn and ended when the market stalls were starting to open. It wasn't easy work; the wagon she pulled was heavy, her route was long, and when she was done she had to take the filled wagon down a dirt road, all the way out of the city to the Pit. If it had rained in the days before, the road would be muddy and the wagon was twice as hard to pull. But it paid just enough that she could eat and afford a tiny cot in a ratty wooden boarding house when the winter came. During the summer she didn't bother finding a boarding house, just sleeping in any place that was empty and soft. She settled into an empty pattern, her heart aching for Edgewood and her father's cabin. When she could she fed stray pokemon, but more often she just watched them.

    That was how she had seen the Murkrow drop the ring in its nest. It was a ring unlike any ring she had ever seen: gold, with a glimmering red stone as big as her first fingernail. She had taken it out of the nest and slowly mouthed out the words carved in the inside of it: For my darling Morrigan. The ring could clearly be pawned for a years' worth of living money or even more, but the sense of honour Rook had learned from her father and her own soft heart gave her no choice except to return it.
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The Player:
Name: Seasle
Age: Let's say early twenties.
Time Zone: Eastern? Probably.
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Referrer: N/A
Anything Else: Rook will be running into Ronald's Theo - possibly literally

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Items Bag:

Money: 1140g
Weapon(s): none
Armour: none
Items:
  • (1) Pokecard
  • (5) Pokeballs
  • (3) Potions
  • (4) Rare Candies
  • (2) Max Revives
  • (1) Bulletproof Ring - Immune to Ball and Bomb moves.
  • (1) Tailwind Fan: A magical fan that creates a turbulent gust only felt by allies. Ally travel speed increases immensely.
  • (1) Hard Stone
  • (2) Normal-type Z crystals
  • (3) Limited move tutor coupons - normal type
  • (1) HP Up
  • (1) Protein
  • (1) Psychic Amulet
  • (1) coupon for deluxe massage
  • (1) IOU Coupon from Flight for (1) pokemon egg
  • (1) Magma Armor Ring
  • (2) Mist Patches
  • (2) Safeguard Patches
http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/berrybag.png Berries:
  • (1) Lum berry
  • (1) Sitrus berry
  • (1) Oran berry
  • (1) Honew berry
  • (2) Kelpsy berry
  • (1) Qualot berry
  • (2) Tamato berry
  • (1) Pomeg berry
http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/tmcase.png TM & HMs:
  • (1) TM61 - Will-o-Wisp
  • (1) TM95 - Snarl
Mission: (if applicable)

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Katheryn Knighton
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Edith
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Leslie Witcher-Steele
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 Posted: Jul 22 2016, 09:44 PM
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Characters:
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Party pokémon

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Redbud

Lv. 05 Exp: 0/4
Friendliness: {||||||||||}
Original Handler: Juniper Rook ( Seasle )
Held Item: ---
Health & Condition: Fine
Abilities:
Chlorophyll: When sunny, the Pokémon’s Speed doubles. However, Speed will not double on the turn weather becomes Strong Sunlight.
Moves: [ primary / secondary ]
Morning Sun, Tackle, Heal Pulse [Egg], Aromatherapy [Egg], Solar Beam, Energy Ball, Grass Knot
Notes:
Starter Pokemon

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Egg

Lv. 01 Exp: 0/4
Friendliness: {||||||||||}
Original Handler: --- ( --- )
Held Item: ---
Health & Condition: ---
Abilities: ---
Moves: [ primary / secondary ]
---
Notes:
Hatched from an Egg

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Egg

Lv. 01 Exp: 0/4
Friendliness: {||||||||||}
Original Handler: --- ( --- )
Held Item: ---
Health & Condition: ---
Abilities: ---
Moves: [ primary / secondary ]
---
Notes:
Hatched from an Egg
Traded from Ginny Scarlet.

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Normal Type Egg

Lv. 01 Exp: 0/4
Friendliness: {||||||||||}
Original Handler: --- ( --- )
Held Item: ---
Health & Condition: ---
Abilities: ---
Moves: [ primary / secondary ]
---
Notes:
Hatched from an Egg
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Edith
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 Posted: Jul 23 2016, 11:50 AM
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Characters:
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Redbud
Size: Large
Nature: Gentle, sturdy body
History: Redbud was born in Morrigan's garden, where the Lady's pokemon keep the garden strictly managed. Because of this, she's never been attacked for the nutrients in her ball. But her life was not an easy one; living in Morrigan's garden was half like being a soldier with a very attentive C.O. and half like being a noble of a court where the Empress killed people for minor slights. She has spent her life trying to embody obedience and respect, along with a certain amount of awareness to let other pokemon take the fall for a dying flower or a sudden sprouting of weeds.

But Redbud is a healer at heart, and when she saw a injured Oddish she healed them, even knowing the possible consequences. There were no rules about letting in pokemon from the outside, but that was because the Sneasel had never let one pass him before. Her new friend had come from the outside, he told her, and she helped him understand the rules of Lady Morrigan's garden. She tried to hide him...but the Honchkrow found out, like she always did. Instead of a quick death at the Sneasel's claw, Redbud was given to a handler. She wasn't sure if it was a punishment or not, but she knew she would be separated from her family and her new friend, possibly forever.

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Characters:
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NPCs


Lady Morrigan

Appearance: Tall for a woman. People think of her as thin, but she is actually an average weight, although strong muscles lurk under the smooth curve of her flesh. Prefers practical, elegant clothing in black, dark blues, and touches of bright reds. Has a rapier on her hip and clearly knows how to use it. Wears very little jewelry; an earring in one ear, a ring or two on her fingers. Her hair is dark brown and kept out of her face (whether that is by tying it back in a small bun or simply cutting it short varies by the month). One eye is covered by a black eye-patch. The other eye is a brilliantly bright blue, not like ice but like the blue flames of very hot fire or a midsummer day's sky. Some people claim she looks like a pirate, but others say she is the very image of a refined, powerful Lady. She is older than she looks.

Personality: Morrigan's personality is unclear. She is mysterious even to those who interact with her every day, keeping her plans and thoughts to herself. Very few say she is kind, but it is generally agreed she is fair. It is also generally agreed that she is not a woman to cross; she wages war as though it was a sport created for her. She favours a very few people, who always wind up either better off than where they started...or dead. She seems to view everyone as pieces in a chess game, and herself as the player.

History: She has a past with a group known in some places as the White Circle. She opposes them, although so far she has never done so directly.

Pokemon Team (that we've seen so far):
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