Post by Raichu on Mar 7, 2007 18:28:13 GMT -5
Character Name: Kumori Taro Rakuen
Nickname: Kumo
(Reverse) Morph: Umbreon.
Siblings: Well, er, yes, but you'll never met them. Ever.
Gender: Male
Age: 14 and a 1/2
Personality: Kumori is a bit shy, and reclusive. He's not much of a people person, and dislikes crowds and cities. With his rather sensitive hearing, he likes to stick to soft music and carries his own Synrix to which he can almost play, he's working on it. Despite not liking people too much, if he opens up, he's really a fun kid that muses about weird things(like the 'helicopters' that fall from trees...He wonders why they spin like that...).
Appearance: He wears a short sleeved orange and black shirt, striped, with a pair of jeans that seem to have seen better days. A rough pair of brownish sneakers are on his feet and a yellow scarf encircles his neck(he feels exposed without something around his neck...). Around his shoulder is slung a pack, that which he has put some odds and ends and a few extra scarves. He's got stunningly purple eyes and, often, has Umbreon ears and tail.
History: Kumori was not born named Kumori nor was he born remotely Human at all. He was born an Eevee in a Clan of Umbreon. Others mused at him, his tail tip and mane seemed to be a dusty sort of red and his eyes were deep purple. He enjoyed a normal Pokemon life; playing with friends, testing the limits of his mother and father, picking on his younger siblings and getting picked on by his older siblings, running amok and causing trouble for wayward Trainers. This was all 9 years of bliss, and it seemed to burn away quickly. On his tenth Year of Breathing, it was time to 'ascend'. It was the Full Moon, the day of the Moonlight Ritual, the day young Eevees at the age of ten became Umbreons. It was his turn, he was nervous. Who wasn't ? He'd watched his brothers and sisters before him, even a few friends, and he trembled as his name was called: 'Nox Taranis, come forward.'(you were surprised? I said he wasn't Human. Why would he have a Human name?). He did, trembling slightly. What if he was rejected? The moon, though, calmed him. It was so big, the light it gave off reassured him, and he bowed his head as the Arcane Umbreon recited the ritual words. He felt as though something happened, but everyone gasped...What happened? By Lugia's silver feathers, he'd been rejected, hadn't he? he opened his eyes to the moon's glow and felt the wind rustle his fur...No...That wasn't....he looked down, and saw something strange. Orange...And Black...he looked at his paws. 'Not...Paws?' no, they were...Hands? What....What was going on? He looked at his friends and family in confusion, but they had backed a few feet away, his parents were yapping at the Arcane One, who'd never looked so scared before. The next few days passed. His parents still loved him, but there was no way he could stay here...He felt detached now...Like...He didn't belong. And he didn't! He was...Human? How?...How...?! He left, and those days passed, he learned the speech of humans and through 3 years attained his own style, his current one if you were curious. He learned of journeying, and wished to try it, wanting to get away from his Birth Place as much as...humanly possible. And during those years he'd found the Moon Rite had worked; he had an Umbreon ears and tail. So, he was just Cursed, as he figured. How this happened is a mystery to him, but still, a half a year later he bolted from his....'Family' and made for Tynri, where he might....Might just get to travel....See the world...Maybe...Find a place he belongs.
Morph Stats
Name: Nox Taranis
Age: 14(and a half)
Markings: None, though his normal Umbreon Markings are a red color.
Extras: The Yellow Scarf is an 'Added Item', so when he Morphs, the scarf is still around his neck.
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