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Post by Love Lancelot on Dec 22, 2009 7:17:00 GMT -5
If love is blind, am I sightless?
Stuff you should know....
Name: Love Lancelot
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 191cm
Weight: 76kg
Family: Orphaned (Mother: Louisa Lancelot; Father: Romeo Lancelot)
Trainer Type: Team Rocket
Home Town: Yosuga City
If I'm sightless, does that make me ignorant?
Why are you Staring?
Love; conflicted internally, his outer clouds nothing reticent of a well-fit male specimen. Now of the credulous age of seventeen (17), Love stands a projected six-three, and weighs approximately one-hundred and sixty-four pounds. Born naturally with amen, crystal Blue eyes; the abhorrence that resides within his body is shrouded by the external splendor of his gaze. Both his facial and corporal complexion near sound, the young male has been given the admired labeling of eye-catching or handsome. Love’s silk, yet lively darkish gray hair is middling length, reaching just below his shoulders, usually spiked upwards or draped to the side when wet.
To compensate for years of rigorous, strenuous training, Love had sculpted a physique that indeed matches brilliance. His pectorals are far from harrowing, and his abdomen area, finely chiseled. His biceps and triceps are built for combat, though not exceedingly bulky. Broad shoulders and yet a judicious build. Not obese, yet not emaciated; that would describe Love’s in general accumulative bulk. Along his right shoulder blade, and lower left thigh a rather daunting scars from his past battles , symbolizing though he has achieved great power, he has quite the way to go, some even concur that he uses those very wounds as stimulus to become stronger.
Or am I intelligent, for not allowing love to dwell?
Curious, huh?
Has does darkness spawn in the gentle hearts of the young? Has does such a entity entrap itself into the souls of the unwilling? The story of a young man, who once felt the gentle touch of love, and had it taken away. The story of a once proud man, now lost to his own bitterness. And finally, the legacy of a once average individual, now one of the single-most dominant Trainers in the Pokemon world. This is the story climatic story to Love Lancelot, the man with a name that contradicts his emotions; telling the rise, and his untimely fall.
At birth, Love was born in the Region of Sinnoh (Yosuga City) from which point he was born from a world class Coordinator, his mother Louisa and his father, Romeo, peripatetic Pokémon Trainer, quite elderly for must but he’d enjoy it much. From an exceptionally young age, Love was surrounded by the accepted species of the world who were merely known as Pokémon and from the start, Love grew a strong immediate relationship with there kind. Due to his father’s extensive traveling and his mother’s numerous Pokémon contests Love really didn’t spend much time with his parents and was in desperate need of a friend.
At the adolescent age of seven Love’s parent’s both left off for their respected occupations as Love’s father made his way for the Sinnoh League and his mother the grand festival in a entire different region as Love was left home in the care of his family’s nanny or babysitter you could say. Love was the one to always become bored with things fairly quickly if he didn’t view it as fun which he did with most of the activities that his “Nanny” had to offer as he soon went to play outside in the nearby forest; being as young as he was Love still knew that the forest was inhabited by Pokémon as he didn’t tell the nanny of his disappearance and soon made his way in search of excitement.
After a few hours within the forest spending quality time with his local Pokémon Love decided that he’d gave his nanny enough scare as he soon headed back towards his home but not before being attacked a band of Pidgey, as Love was assaulted by the monstrous Pokémon he noticed a quick glance of what seemed to be a yellow light as he soon heard the noises of the Pidgey being shocked until they decided to leave Love alone; upon raising back to his feet slowly wiping the dirt from his face he noticed another Pokémon but this one seemed to have been the one that saved him as it appeared to be a Absol who soon fell towards the bitter grass as he was hurt in all the commotion. Love soon quickly brought the Absol back to his home as he had his frighten nanny rush them both to the nearest Pokémon Center.
After the arrival Love was separated from the heroic Pikachu as it was rushed into the infirmary for immediate Medical aid but Love would wait on the other side until the poor Pikachu was fully recovered. After three days Love finally knew the status of the Absol as it was now healthy enough to leave but for some reason Absol wouldn’t leave without Love and vise-versa. After a few moments, Love asked the permission of Nurse joy if he could take Absol in as his own Pokémon but more so as a friend; personally nurse joy had no problems but she stressed that Love should go to professor Brite to obtain the right equipment for Absol if he wanted to become a trainer. At such a young age Love didn’t really care for that stuff as he returned home and made Absol his best friend as they would spend almost every hour of the day together.
Convincing Professor Brite, and his parents that Absol wouldn't be a burden wasn't the problem, but rather the question of his skill. Kept in mind that Love was still quite long, Brite sought this opportunity to test a simple, yet exciting theory, that Pokémon who are taken in at a younger age and by a younger trainer would ultimately become companions for the rest of their natural lives. With the consent from his parents, and the permission from Professor Brite, Love was given a updated PokéDex as well as his own set of Pokéballs; but most importantly, he was given his Absol and would from that point, cherish his electric mouse as his best friend for times to come.
Due Love and Absol had good times together they also had to keep in made the fact that they had to train now which it didn’t bother neither of them since training was extremely fun, Absol was a very fast learner as he excelled in his training learning extremely strong moves as such, Love adapted into a great trainer as he and Absol would beat local trainer within the city with the ut-most ease but they didn’t brag at all more so made friends and that’s was would they would spend the next three years training and progressing until they were finally ready to take on the gyms and soon the Elite-Four, and if exceeded in that a League championship victory; who knows only the future con tell for sure.
As time faded away, Love and Absol grew up, Love becoming quite the active romantic, constantly finding new girls to peruse in a relationship. For someone who hadn't understood the concept of love yet, the dark haired trainer was quite the eye-candy. His physical appearance soon to sear thingyiness into his mind, a trait that was truly unattractive to any real women. However at such a age, why would anyone care, or at least anyone who could have a girl at the demand of his lips? It wasn't until Love had turned to the age in which he could truly comprehend emotions when he found someone who loved him for him, and not the physical details of his body.
Her name was Claire, and unlike the others, the many others that Love "explored"; she wasn't into him remotely for outer appearance, but the person he kept from the world in fear that he wouldn't be accepted, or swallowed whole by the corruption. She made him smile when he was down, she took him from the darkness of his own loneliness. She was everything to him, and him to her. They bounded deeply, and with such a connection, Love was bound to find, well Love. For the next two years, everything would seem to be going upwards, Love continued to dominate the trainer's field, while Claire developed into a top breeder. However on one night, Love's life would change drastically, and only for the worse.
Returning home from a day of intense battling, Love came to find Claire resting, her body stressed, and her face pale. Ignorant to the source of her illness, all Love could do was stay by her side, and as he did so, he slowly dosed off into a deep sleep. Waking the next morning, Love found his parents by his side, as well as a number of medical specialists in his room, a white sheet draped over the bed. Love confused and somewhat frighten pulled the blanket off, and soon he fell to the ground, crying passionately to himself. Love had just took witness to Claire's cold, lifeless body.
Months had passed since that horrid night; love had changed, and for the worse. His attitude towards life, declined greatly, his caring for his own well-being, tarnished by heartbreak. The last time he laid eyes on his beloved Chaire, was in her death bed, unresponsive to his calls for her, idle to his cries. Love became a empty shell of himself and soon began to hate...began to detest.....began to ache love. The word caused him to become livid, photos of the past brought him to tears. Throughout his entire life, Love only came with pain, and soon enough, Love would detach himself from such a feeling ever again.
His once gentleman status, ruined as his respect for women changed; instead of dating them for affection, he did so for the lust. Having multiple flings weekly, Love became renowned as the "Heart breaking Prince" of Yosuga City. Those who knew of his legacy commonly compared his battles to his love life and thus whomever met him in a battle, would feel the same way as the girls who he dated after Claire's death: pain, sorrow, regret, and resentment. Most considered him player, a rude person, and even sometimes too direct, but for those who knew him personally, for those who watched him grow; they saw a lost, confused, angered boy trying to fill a man's body.
A little under a year had passed, and Love's reputation as a
player was only surpassed by his eagerness and skill for battling. Pokémon training, breeding, and battle were second-nature. Most even believe that Love gave up his chance at truly love for the unique and raw talent of battling; however that notation is by logic, extremely implausible. While in Yosuga City, Love has waited the arrival of a good friend of his who had seemingly proposed a offer, that really anyone besides Love would deny. However if his friend thought of it as a great opportunity to battle great trainers from all around, the slothful Love was more then willing to accept.
Upon arrival, Love greeted his friend, Shadow; however the Gym Leader had instantly noted the change in Love's persona. The comment only gave Love a reason to respond with "Its for the best, it shields my heart from pain..." Before things got extremely strange and sentimental, Love quickly changed the topic and mentioned that Shadow had a proposal for him. Shadow grinned and soon offered to take Love to a newly established region, known as Iona. Hesitant at first, Love figured he had nothing else in Sinnoh and hopefully he'd find another love to fill the void in his heart. Also it was implied that Iona had a number of tough trainers, perfect to Love's taste. On the next Ferry, Love made his way to Iona, not knowing what to expect, but expected something greater then what he had.
Why was I chosen to not to be loved?
I'm only being me.
Personality:
Love is what someone would consider to be a “liberated soul” or “free spirit”; always going by what he believes is right or wrong. Love believes in contentment above all others as he feels that if he isn’t satisfied with something he’d refuse to do anything else until he reaches his own individual echelon of satisfaction. Love would rather kick back and look at the sky then take part in other professional manners such as work and duties but if imperative in his mind he would act upon it almost immediately.
Love has an eagerness for the thrust of confrontation; Love has a unique trait about himself that when he’s in rivaled competition he wells a sense of completion maybe even a sense that he is better himself. Thou Love enjoys the intenseness of a decent confrontation He isn’t the only to go and just pick a fight with a random person but if he found someone who would intrigue his inner brute he would act upon it and his goal unless he his he loses his resolve to take part in the battle, which is considered to be extremely rare. It’s unknown to how Love adapted this trait but it is known that he is well accepted of this trait shown throw his thrust for a good rival. This trait typically contradicts the more obvious lethargic trait that Love possesses.
Thou most consider Love to be idle or slothful, this indolent freedom-fighter does have a driving force for power; Love always strives to better himself mentally and physically. Love searches for worthy opponents only to increase his one’s self in the field of combat and when it comes to his mentally stability Love reads extensively as well as travels the world in search of new trials and familiarity. Love may be quite young but he possesses the demeanor and wisdom of a man far older than himself, due to his prolific lineage and mantle of station as a once royal inheritor. His exploits have given him an attitude far removed from most others, and he understands things in more abstract and philosophical terms. He adopts a tranquil nature, much akin to water; free flowing most of the time, but unforgiving and crushing when roused. This could be obtained throw extreme discipline brought upon by Sou’s Mentor and Father, Romeo.
Love's blunt personality, insistent behavior, and short temper give the impression that he is an uncouth individual. However, Love is actually extremely kind hearted and sensitive, he could never pass by someone in need of help. He cares for his friends and performs valiant deeds just because he wants to help. In contrast to his seemingly detached persona, Love can actually be quite paroxysmal and discomfited at times. He has a tendency to shout excessively, and he overreacts to things that are pointless, or aggravating in nature.
Why should I have to live life alone?
I thinks it's Funny.
Fun Facts
Favorite Pokemon: Umbreon
Favorite Food: Rice
Favorite Color: Silver
Idols?: None
Rivals?: None
Goals: To become Champion, to Find Love
Least Favorite Pokemon: Magikarp
Least Favorite Food: Sushi
Least Favorite Color: Brown
When there are others who are more deserving of such a fate
My only true friend.
- Absol| N/A | Disaster Pokémon| 暗闇の
Personality Traits: One of Love's stronger Pokémon when single battling, Absol truly holds strength and its body in heart. Quite the stubborn Pokémon, this Absol only obeys Love, and no one else; or at least if Love doesn't give the command of course. Truly protective of his Trainer, Absol has been known to release itself from its Pokéball if his master is threaten.
Move-set: Future Sight, Fire Blast, Blizzard, Thunder
Ability: Super Luck
- Gastly| N/A | Gas Pokémon | 暗闇の
Personality Traits: Very problematic, a prankster, and extremely subjective; Gastly is a typical ghost Pokémon, caring more for himself rather than others. At times he extremely exasperating, and others you wish he were around you even more.
Move-set: Psychic , Hypnosis , Dream Eater, Explosion
Ability: Levitate
- Gligar| N/A | FlyScorpion Pokémon | 暗闇の
Personality Traits: Allusive, rather brash, and somewhat even lazy, Gligar costly resembles his trainer, not really caring for much unless it pertains to battling, or has some significant purpose greater then the usual.
Move-set: Harden, Guillotine, Aqua Tail, Stealth Rock
Ability: Sand Veil
- Venonat| N/A |Insect Pokémon | 暗闇の
Personality Traits: Energetic, humorous, lazy
Move-set: Psychic , Super-Sonic, Signal Beam, Giga Drain
Ability: Tinted Lens
- Zubat| N/A |Bat Pokémon | 暗闇の
Personality Traits: Quiet, aloof, distant
Move-set: Tailwind, Heat Wave, Brave Bird, Haze
Ability: Inner Focus
- Hariyama| N/A |Arm Thrust Pokémon | 暗闇の
Personality Traits: determined, focused, adamant
Move-set: Detect, Counter, Super-Power, Dynamic Punch
Ability: Thick Fat
Maybe, just Maybe I was designed not to love...
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