Valen Blackstone and Abigail Mar 28, 2011 2:56:07 GMT -5
Post by Red on Mar 28, 2011 2:56:07 GMT -5
Things are not always as they seem
Name: Valen Alexander Blackstone
Sexuality: Flamboyantly Pansexual
Career: Traveller and Part Time Trainer/Coordinator/Breeder
Hometown: Ecruteak City, Johto
Hair: Black, Short
Eyes: Dark Brown
Height: Six feet four and a half inches
The first thing most people notice about Valen is his height. Val’s tall, real tall, standing at a full six feet four and a half inches in height in his bare feet. His shoulders are wide, but his frame is lean, well-muscled in the manner of a marital artist or a dancer, rather than a weightlifter or a wrestler. His skin bares several notable scars. A large circular scar can be found in the center of his right palm, with a smaller exit wound on the back of his hand. A long scar runs down his back from the bottom on his ribs on his left side to the top of his hip on his right.
Valen is generally considered to be a handsome man. His thick black hair is worn at shoulder length and generally is tied back in a short ponytail. His eyes are dark brown, the shade so dark as to be almost black in nature. His face is angular, attractive, but not classically handsome. Valen’s features are neat, neither delicate nor rough and all just the right size, with no single thing dominating his expression. He’s starting to develop laugh lines around his eyes.
When it comes to clothing, Valen’s choices are rather unique, at least compared to most people. He wears a rather traditional styled monks robe, in shades of black and purple. Underneath that he wears a fairly standard black tee-shirt and black pants. On his feet he prefers to wear the traditional Zori, rather than the more common sneaks or boots. He carries with him a tall staff. Not only is it used in several religious ceremonies which he can perform, but its rather handy for self-defence and the calluses on his palms show that Valen knows well how to wield it as a weapon.
Positives: Optimistic, Playful, Flirtatious
Negatives: Claustrophobic, Slight Commitment Phobia
Abilities: Spiritual powers – Minor ability to sense emotions/See auras.
Valen’s a real happy go lucky kind of guy. He’s the type who always has a smile on his lips and the kind of eternally positive attitude which can become annoying. He’s a real extrovert, happiest when he’s surrounded by people or pokemon. Though no-one is ever truly alone so long as they have their daemon, Valen hates to be the only one in the room and as a result he’ll be the kind who’ll prefer keep all of his pokemon out of their pokeballs, as much for the sake of his sanity as for them.
Valen suffers from claustrophobia. He is utterly terrified of being confined in any way. When he was younger he used to sneak outside and sleep in the garden because the still air of his bedroom sent him into panic attacks. Even now he’s uncomfortable when indoors for any time period of more than a quarter of an hour. Valen refuses to sleep indoors. If for whatever reason he is stuck within a town overnight, He’ll go and sleep outside in the street in preference to sleeping indoors at a pokemon center. He has difficulties sleeping within the confines of a town as well, but less than if he’s confined by walls.
He’s a real playful kind of guy. Valen’s grown out of playing pranks and practical jokes, but he still jokes around. He’s particularly fond of telling bad jokes, the kind which makes most folks groan. Valen loves to flirt, but he’s not so good at long term commitment. Being a monk any relationship’s he’s had in the past had to be hidden one off things due to his life in the monastery and now the life of a traveling monk continues to make committing to a single relationship with another human something difficult to maintain. Not to mention that some folks have a great deal of trouble understanding once they catch him checking out both genders.
Valen does have a serious side, even if he doesn’t show it much. He’s a thinker, the type who tends towards deep thoughts about the nature of the world around him. This stems partially from his ability to sense the emotions of others. He’s always been told that this ability, this spiritual power, was why he was the child chosen from his family to join the monks of the bell tower. However Valen tends to hide this side of himself, preferring to be the playful flirt over the serious deep thinker.
Valen’s early childhood was a fairly typical one. He had a mother and a father and two elder sisters. He was the baby of the family until the age of two, where upon his mother gave birth to a brother. They were a fairly typical middle class family. Valen’s father worked in the sales department of Silph-Co, while his mother worked part time as a manager at a small tea shop. They were well connected with their extended family, with Valen and his siblings regularly being babysat by aunts and cousins and grandparents. There were also regular visits from his Uncle Cosiv, who was one of the order of monks who cared for the bell tower.
Life was good. Valen’s parents were able to provide everything needed for the family and many of the creature comforts as well. Ecruteak was not the largest of towns but there were plenty of opportunities for a young boy and his daemon to get themselves into trouble. Their favourite kind of trouble was to sneak into the Gym and watch the gym battles.
When he was fourteen, Cosiv took him to meet some of the other monks who cared for the Bell Tower. That was when he was told that his father’s family had always given at least one male child in every generation to the monastery and that in Cosivs’ generation it have been Cosiv, and in Valen’s generation it was to be Valen.
Valen didn’t especially want to become a monk. Like most boys his age he dreamed of grand pokemon battles and becoming the champion. However Cosiv was a master manipulator and he convinced the young Valen that it was his duty to become a monk. Thus did Valen and Abby enter the monastery which protected the bell tower. It was only a few days later, as he moved into his new home, that Abby settled. On their first ngiht within the monastery They went to sleep as was normal, Abigal taking the form of a small soft purrlion. When they woke the next morning, ready to start their new life, she was as she now is, a haunter.
Life as a monk was rather dull. Over the next many years Valen learned all the chants, how to perform all the ceremonies. Occasionally he was allowed out and about the city, where he still snuck into the gym to watch the pokemon battles, and made friends with the infamous dancing girls of Ercuteak city. He and Abby still played pranks, it’s just now there were directed at the older monks. Sometimes they got caught and were punished, and sometimes they got away scot-free.
When he was twenty four, a member of Team Rocket attacked the monastery, trying to get through to loot the bell tower. It was then that he received the wounds which left the scars which mark his skin. This particular member of team rocket had trained his pokemon to attack humans, and had no qualms about attack people with his own weapons. Valen fended off an extremely large houndoom while Cosiv herded out the youngsters who had just taken their vows. For his efforts, the houndoom bit his right hand. When the monastery was evacuated, Valen turned to flee himself, only to have the team rocket member spring forward and slice his back with the knife he was holding.
At that point Valen blacked out. When he next awoke, he was told nearly two months had passed. He was later told that the police arrived just in time to see the other man hit him over the head with wooden beam. The man was arrested and Valen was taken to the local hospital.
It took nearly a year and a half for Valen to regain full use of his right hand. Some months later, a call was sent out among the monks for a man willing to travel to a different region and spread the word of their order among the people there. Abby insisted that they volunteer for the role and Valen’s protests were token at best.
Thus he found himself traveling to the Enera region. Though he was ostensibly there to play the role of a travelling monk, Valen had a secondary plan in the works. He thought, what better way to spread the word and do some good, than to make his first port of call the local Pokemon Lab and see about perhaps taking up a career as a Ranger? Not only that, but he’d have a pokemon companion to keep him company and give that added layer of protection to his travels. Though, conversations with the dancing girls over the years had also instilled in him a desire to at the very least dabble in the roles of coordinator or breeder. It sounded like something he would have fun doing, and was supposed to be a great way to meet interesting people.---------------------------
Name: Abigail, Abby
Form (if settled): Haunter
Age Settled: 14
Views on Form(s):Valen loves Abby’s settled form. To him she represents the freedom he lost when he became a monk and the playful side of himself that he had to set away for so long. Her ghostly form’s ability to completely ignore physical obsticals, is like a direct nod to his hatred of being penned in.
When you first look at her, Abby seems pretty standard as far as Haunter go. She is maybe slightly taller than the average haunter, being around five feet three and a half inches and weighing pretty much nothing, as is normal for the species. The real difference between Abby and a normal haunter is seen when she uses her powers. While the average haunter has eyes and hands which glow red, and a shiny haunter has eyes and hands which glow blue, Abby glows green.
Abby is very much like her human. She’s playful and loves a good joke just as much as Valen did. She claims not to like the bad jokes that her human half tells, but she always smiles even as she’s groaning. She is perhaps somewhat more mature than Valen acts, displaying more of the serious side which the human tends to hide.