Post by tallestsky on Apr 15, 2012 21:25:08 GMT -5
KODIAK HEIR
• i don't wanna be just like you •
• i don't wanna be just like you •
»»Full Name: Kodiak Heir
»»Nicknames: Kodi, 'Prince'
»»Age: 18 Years
»»Birthday: December 13th
»»Gender: Male
»»Sexual Orientation: Undecided
»»Class: Breeder
»»Faction: None
»»Eye Color: Yellow/Gold
»»Hair Color: Dark Brown
»»Height: 175cm
»»Weight: 65kg
»»Face Claim: Train Heartnet
[b]Black Cat[/b] -- [i]Train Heartnet[/i]»»Overall Appearance:
Not incredibly tall or short, nor rugged or buff. Kodi's a toned, average height kid with some growing and maturing left to do. He's got a young face with expressive yellow eyes and brown hair that, despite any brushing, tends to have a life of its own. Still, it looks good. He parents preened him until the day he left home, so appearances are easy to work with for Kodi. He wears comfortable, yet stylish clothes and a red collar around his neck- it used to belong to someone important, a keepsake and a charished treasure.
He carries himself with an air of pride and dignity, though only in public. Most often then not, the short attention span he has leads him to lose his cool demeanor and act almost childish, should he become bored or uncomfortable. Most who know him know to watch his eyes- they're a tell-tale sign of mood swings and intentions when all else fails to add up.
Despite how preened and presentable he comes off as, Kodi's hardly a masterpeice. He's had his stupid moment, and each one's left a scar. The most notable is a scarification-turned-tattoo on his chest, though he rarely shows it off; a roman numeral 13, for his birthday. Other than that, the occasional scar on his legs, back or arms are hardly anything to gossip or worry about. All in all, Kodi's your typical prince type.
»»Likes:
`` Easily Distracted/Short Attention Span
`` Short Tempered/Defensive
`` Self-Inflicted Dare Devil
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** Punch first, ask questions later.
** He's always bored. Always. And when he's not, it's a bad sign.
[/ul]»»Personality:
The very easiest way to describe the Prince's personality is to say that he's very much like a Cat. Or rather, a Tom Cat. Flirty, Expressive, Friendly and always looking for something fun to do. It's surprising to find that he'd have more fun spending time in the fields with pokemon than at a party or shopping, considering his appearance and demeanor. But anyone who knows him knows that he's not what he seems.
Kodi has no qualms with violence when it's necessary. He knows how to throw a punch and take a hit and he's rarely afraid to prove it, though he'll never fight for no reason. Protectiveness and undying loyalty to his friends and family, his team, shows whenever something's not right in the air. A hairpin trigger, but finding what makes him tic is the hard part. Most think he's an open book, but like any good princely type, deep down, he suffers.
When alone or in the company of only his pokemon, Kodi can break. There are secrets he'll never let anyone know if he can help it, things he's done, seen and said that he regrets. The Kodi of today is a kind and giving person but as a child... there's a reason this kid's past is a mystery to everyone who knows him. He'll claim it to be lost to himself as well, amnesia from a rough scuffle with someone or something, but lying only makes things worse.
»»Family: Deceased?
»»Other Important People: Whoever owned the collar before Kodi acquired it.
»»History: SPOILERS AND VERY DEPRESSING SOB STORY AHEAD!
Kodiak Heir wasn't born here. He was born in the Sinnoh region, far away from this place. His mother was a contest champ, with her partner Jewel, a beautiful shiny Arcanine. His father was a fashion designer, famous for the outfits he'd dress his wife and her partner in. Kodi was destined to be just like both of them- designer and contest champ of the future. But he hated the idea of either future and rebelled as any spoiled child would.
He got in with the wrong crowd. It costed him everything, and he hadn't even turned ten yet.
A man in dark clothes found him throwing rocks at a passing train one evening and offered him some shelter from the coming rain. Not wanting to go home, Kodi followed the man to a brick house behind many other buildings in their city, hidden away. The man asked him many questions, said he'd seen his parents on television, talked about how he admired them from afar. Kodi spoke only ill of both of them, angry at the attention they'd get, even here in a forgotten brick house from a man in dark clothes.
The man smiled knowingly, a face Kodi would never forget.
The man fed Kodi and then offered to let the boy stay the night in a spare room. Tired and spent, not at all looking forward to a walk home in the rain, Kodi agreed and headed off to sleep. The house grew quiet quickly and soon, Kodi faded off.
When he woke, he wasn't in bed anymore. He was on the floor, the bed tipped onto its side, the room in shambles and the house hot and filled with smoke. Terrified, he ran for the back door, fleeing the burning brick building and heading into the city, running for home. The man in dark clothes was gone...
...and so was his house. The fire burned there too, and he was forced to stop and stare as it ate away at everything he'd ever known. The fire had taken his parents from him, his home, his life in Sinnoh. The only thing he had left was a collar that Jewel had worn to her last contest, a red thing with a bell. His parents left him with enough money to live comfortably for a long time, and so he fled Sinnoh, fearing for his safety and wanting nothing to do with any of it.
He stayed with an old woman named Charlotte for a few years on a farm just inside the Bosena borders. Time had taken its toll on the kind woman who'd taken him in and taught him plenty. Eventually, she too passed away, though in her sleep, peacefully. Stricken yet again with loss, Kodi took over tending her farm. He put on a brave face and pushed his troubled past behind him in hopes it would never reach the surface ever again.
»»Alias: Sky
»»How you found us: Harper Region links and such.
»»RP experience: ...11 years.
»»Your expected level of activity: Should be on fairly often and I post whenever I need to or can.
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