Post by xaviere on Jan 25, 2012 18:01:45 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: Sabhya "Jhoni" Ahluwalia
★ NICKNAME: Jhoni, Joey
★ MEMBER GROUP: Illegal Gijinka
★ POKEMON: Delcatty
★ AGE: 18
★ HEIGHT: 5'5"
★ WEIGHT: 101 pounds
★ FACE CLAIM: None
★ APPEARANCE:
Petite from head to toe, this joyful young girl outer appearance cries fragility. She's a small girl whom only stands at the height of 5'5". Diligently keeping herself around the 100 pounds range, Jhoni does her best to keep in shape for her hobby as a dancer demands it. At first glance, she seems to sport no muscle. Her frequently revealed stomach is flat, her arms lack muscle as well as her legs. It's rather amazing since she's known to run frequently but as much as she works out, no progress is shown.
In her cloths, she seems to bear an alluring hourglass shape despite barely possessing a bust. Her hips as nicely shaped and her legs are fairly slender. Thanks to the genes she bear and aerobics that she uses to keep herself in shape for dancing, she's a fairly flexible girl. Many who know her aren't surprised when they girl finds herself stuck in an interesting angle. Jhoni also has a peculiar taste in clothing. One thing is for certain, she doesn't like purchasing an actual shirt. Jhoni has a huge array of clothing that is solely meant for dancing. It usually starts with a halter top that supports the little bit she has. They usually come with brightly colored detached sleeves and a baggy striped pants.
The jewelry that is embedded in her outfit are usually a glorious gold like her eyes. Sadly, the jewelry don't quite seem to match the sheer brilliance that are her pupils. Like the jewelry, her eyes possess a depth of intelligence and curiosity that the inanimate objects simply can't match. That doesn't mean that she doesn't love them though. Her love for the color is so great, that she managed to buy a Bindi just to match.
Then there is the sun. This sun is an particular shape that can find almost anywhere on Jhoni. Check her sleeves, one would be found on the edge of both. Now check the right side of her pants. If one stares hard enough, the slanting bit that reveals her hips has the top part of a tattoo staring right back. This tattoo covers a good majority of her thigh and almost as bright as the imprints on her sleeves.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Clever
- Easy-Going
- Friendly
- Energetic
- Easy to underestimate
★ NEGATIVE:
- Sensitive
- Too Trusting
- Prone to laziness
- Prone to gluttony
- Easily attracted to gold objects
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Tends to rub against someone and mewl when she's either bored or too hungry.
- Sometimes grooms herself (yes, with her tongue) when she's alone and bored.
- Attracted by the sounds of bells and tends to follow the person until the bell either stops ringing or the person gives it to her.
- Has a horrible tendency to chase round objects or try to capture things out of her reach.
- She mewls when she's extremely upset.
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
There isn't anything extremely quirky about Jhoni to really speak of. There are a few things but that is thanks to the Pokemon genes. She acts like any regular human. She's an easy going individual who isn't afraid to start a little small talk. She isn't prone to judge and the first impression doesn't mean a lot to her. She's just about friendly with anyone and if need be, isn't afraid to lend a helping hand if she is able to help. While she isn't particularly talkative, she will speak if she is spoken to. By herself, she is naturally quiet but that may be because she is usually dancing.
Dancing is more of a hobby than a job for Jhoni. It is nice to gain a few coins for a memorable show but she could never see herself actually working as a dancer. The reputation, consequences, and responsibility that came with a job is too much for her. She doesn't like working with a schedule and if there is any way around it, she is quick to find it. Aside from constantly finding loopholes, Jhoni can be a bit of a moocher. Either using enticing dances or sneaking in an 'Attract', she is known to use her charm to get a free place to sleep and eat. It could be why she doesn't want a job for she doesn't need one. As long as there is a male that owns a shop or happens to be in one, she isn't exactly afraid to use it to her advantage.
It doesn't mean she's mean or enjoy taking advantage of people. It just happens to be extremely easy and she tends to be very lazy.
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H I S T O R Y
- Jhoni was born in a far away country. There she grew up to believe that she only had one parent, her father. She never once asked about her mother when she was younger but once she began to notice all the other children that had females supporting them, she tended to ask her father if she had one too. Her father said she didn't.
- Unlike some children, Jhoni's father was wealthy enough to send her to school. She never enjoyed school and tended to slack off in class. She never seemed to do homework but every time she came home with her 'report card', she had straight A's. Never once did she find that weird.
- At the age of ten, Jhoni began her interest in dancing. Her father had brought her to a carnival and one of the attractions were to see the 'Selweli Sisters'. These beautiful women dressed in gold, purple, and blue preformed do death defying stunts with stunning beauty and grace. It captured her heart instantaneously and immediately after the show, she asked her father if she could do it. He gladly paid for the expenses.
- Jhoni paid more attention to her dancing than school work. Then again, she never paid attention to school work before... Anyway, Jhoni was happy to practice all day long. She had never noticed her father's constant disappearances for she was too enraptured in her work. She only took notice in her father's disappearances after one afternoon. Practice had came to an end early so Jhoni waited patiently for her father to pick her up. He never came.
- Jhoni remembered the direction her father had taken to drop her off. Wandering back home, the young girl waited by the steps after knocking several times. It was obvious that he wasn't home and by the time he did, it was late at night. Despite his constant apologies, Jhoni couldn't seem to forgive her father. This made her father extremely upset and for the first time, he cursed her by calling her her mother. Jhoni wasn't sure how to react. Didn't he say that her mother never existed?
- The interactions between she and her father didn't last long. Jhoni tended to leave to school and her dancing lessons by herself while her father went to do his own thing. However, once she had stopped her relations with her father, Jhoni began to notice a few things. Her grades began slipping which she wasn't fairly surprised of. She never was one to do homework nor answers tests correctly. She's much too lazy for it. It did bother her that her teachers began to grow a little distant towards her as well. The same people who were constantly asking to assist her didn't seem to want to do anything with her.
- Jhoni didn't care much for school since she never understood why she had gotten her grades in the first place. But when it came to her dancing lessons, that was a completely other story. Evidently, Jhoni was completely oblivious to that fact that her father actually paid tuition for her lessons. What is even more odd is that when she asked about her private lessons, the attendant in the office claimed that there were no private lessons to begin with. She was by no means pleased.
- With school being a pain and no dancing classes to go to Jhoni had a year or two to herself without anything enjoyable. She would practice on her own out of boredom and if that didn't help, she would watch the boys battle their Pokemon. It never lasted too long anyway. Her town wasn't filled with talented trainers. The strongest trainer they did have owned a Meowth and even they had to return back home for the trainers beyond their little town were much too powerful.
- Out of sheer curiosity, Jhoni had asked one of the teachers the meaning of her slipping grades. Watching Pokemon battles were growing dull and the constant D's and C's on her report card were beginning to get to her. Weird, huh? At first, the teacher didn't answer her. A tactic that her father used on her constantly. Finally, her teacher realized that Jhoni was persistent. Leaning over her desk, her teacher simply said, "A little extra money helps pay the bills, you know?" At first Jhoni didn't quite understand. If she had a better paycheck, what would that have to do with her father? After a few more minutes of silence and an incredulous look from her teacher, she spoke rather bluntly, "Your father gave us a little extra money, okay?" Bribery.
- Jhoni never considered herself rich. The house they lived in was decent but not extravagant. Just the usual television, bed, entertainment system, phone. All the little things one could find in an everyday house. Returning home in a rush, Jhoni managed to sneak into her father's room. One couldn't call it sneaking though. Her father's room was usually wide open so just about anyone could waltz in. Quickly rummaging through his items, Jhoni found something interesting. Plopping onto her father's bed, she opened a folder that she had found in his closet underneath a mess of cloths.
One she opened it, Jhoni found a few envelopes and a few other interesting items. First staring at the envelope, she carefully peeled back the fold. Money. There was money inside of the envelope. It was the same with the second, third, and fourth envelope as well. They were all filled with money! Quickly searching the folder again, she pulled out a picture of a woman that was standing in front of a large estate. She might have instantly assumed it was her mother but she quickly doubted it. Her father told her she didn't have a mother and frankly, this woman freaked her out. This blonde woman with a bright white smile and a huge estate behind her seemed to invade her father's folder. There were tons of pictures of her alone, some with her father, and a few that proved her father's relation with her. How old these pictures were were beyond her.
Her father came home late again. Jhoni had grown used to his constant lateness so she went to bed. Sleep wasn't going to come that night. Much too curious about her father's whereabouts, Jhoni jumped out of bed and wandered back towards her father's room. Peeking through the doorway, she noticed that her father was on the cellphone. It was a peculiar sight. Her father was giggling and snickering softly. Cooing words that she didn't understand and others that she wished she didn't. Wincing, she slowly moved back before dashing to her room. She was pretty sure whoever he was talking to was related to the pictures she had found. But what was she to do? Feel upset? Could she really? She never met her mother but it was obvious where her father was getting all his money from.- At the age of 16, Jhoni seemed to have contracted the flu and for the first time in a while, her father seemed to actually pay attention to her. Hiring doctor after doctor, they all couldn't seem to find a medicine that would help her feel better. Unbeknownst to her, her father had desperately called the woman he had been speaking to lately. Apparently, this woman was fairly intelligent for her occupation did revolve around science. When she was told of Jhoni's situation, she had came right over in a peculiar van. Ushering her father to bring her towards her work station, they pushed her inside and the woman went to work.
She knew what was wrong with Jhoni but she didn't tell her father what had happened. After shooing him out the truck and returning back to the girl, she had transfused Jhoni with a Pokemon's DNA. She didn't actually label which one it was but she was curious to find out when the girl had gotten better. She eventually did to her father's relief.- Jhoni didn't forgive her father even after the treatment. A little after her treatment and the faint realization that something was different about her, Jhoni left. It was sudden, random, and not very thought out but for some reason, Jhoni didn't care much about it. Once she had traveled far enough away from her, she decided to change her name a little. Originally known as 'Sabhya Ahluwalia, she sat down with a stick in the dirt and began to jot some random letters down together. Once she had gotten the combination 'J H O N I'. she slowly began to sound it out before figuring she liked it. Jhoni certainly did sound like a boy's name if pronounce incorrectly but she didn't care.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Xavvie
★ AGE: Old enough to know where babies come from.
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: No
★ RP SAMPLE:
Returning home wasn't the most thrilling idea Bianca had ever came up with. For many obvious reasons, she had decided to stay far away from Nuvema Town. Foremost, her father was there. The strict man would never allow her to leave if he found out his daughter returned home. Sure, he had allowed her to go off in a Pokemon Journey but it took the words of a Gym Leader to convince him! If he knew she had partaken in this war by accident, he would never allow her to live it down. Who knew what drastic measures that man would take to keep her from leaving again. The terrifying thought was one of the many few things Bianca grew depressed from. Usually she would be able to drown bad thoughts under endless optimism and happiness but her father's talent was crushing her happiness.
Fighting against her fear, she returned back home anyway. Landing as far away from her house as possible, Bianca stroked the top of her Togekiss' head. "This is where I live! You haven't visited Nuvema before, huh?" Nuvema was one of the few areas untouched by war. While resources were low, her hometown wasn't under chaos and destruction as others. Overwhelming relief tightened in her chest once she was sure that barely anything changed. There were children playing and the air was as pure as the day she had left. Nostalgia was something special. With the largest of smiles, Bianca released the rest of her Pokemon.
She barely noticed she had gained some spectators who watched the variety of Pokemon in awe. Unlike Black, White, and Cheren, she didn't own huge hulking Pokemon with overwhelming power. Nainai could pack a serious punch if she wanted to but they didn't bring on the fear factor. It may be why everyone was so surprised by her roster. It had taken her this long to come up with such a team? Bianca didn't care for any of the looks or whispers. With a cheeky grin, she pointed towards all the areas she remembered playing on. Each story was infuriatingly long but her Pokemon would react with small snickers and coos when it was necessary.
"Oh! Oh!" Bianca giggled as she paused beside one of the trees. There was a makeshift swing on one of the rotting branches. It was a sad sight to the young girl. "I remember falling off of the swing here. Black didn't think I could swing high enough but I showed him!" A proud smile curled on her lips, her head bobbed to the bittersweet memory. "Cheren wasn't happy though, I think." Bringing a finger to her lip, she tried to remember the memory clearly. "I was crying so I didn't hear what they were saying." She spoke with a small giggle. Was it White that helped her up or was it Cheren? It was weird to mistake the two but she was so upset at the time she didn't care. All she did remember was that all her friends didn't rest until they had her smiling again.
They were the best friends she could ever hope for.
"I miss them..." Slowly beginning to hug herself, her amused grin slowly began to shrink. Replaced with a more solemn expression, Bianca turned to her Pokemon. They all seemed worried, it wasn't surprising. Not seeing her smiling was rare sight and certainly a sight they wanted to avoid witnessing. Demetrius was the first to slither up to his owner. Rubbing his head against her chest, the reptile cooed softly. It was trying to make her feel better, that much was obvious. "Deme, you're the sweetest." She giggled softly. Kissing the top of his head, Bianca took another look around.
She had been hoping for at least one of her friends to be here. It was the only reason she risked her freedom in the first place.
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