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AESLIN | MARTÍ |
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WELCOMING TO THE STAGE... UM, WHAT WAS YOUR NAME AGAIN? ► | "Oh silly, it's Aeslin! Aeslin Rose Martí to be exact." |
WELL, THEN, HELLO! NOW, THIS MAY SEEM RUDE, BUT... WOULD YOU MIND TELLING ME YOUR GENDER? ► | "Umm. I think it is a pretty obvious answer. I mean what man would have these?" |
SORRY ABOUT THAT! CAN YOU TELL ME YOUR AGE? BIRTH DATE? MAYBE EVER WHERE YOU WERE BORN? ► | "Aren't we getting personal now? I'm twenty because I was born in the middle of the spring. Now if you want to know where I was born... Well, you will have to take me to dinner first, ok?" |
I MIGHT HAVE TO GET YOU A BIRTHDAY PRESENT THIS YEAR! THAT ASIDE, HOW DO YOU ALIGN YOURSELF? ► | "If you get me a birthday present make sure it is something that can be spent. I don't trifle in wrong gifts. And if you must know which way I swing, I'm out for myself. I have my back and no one else's. I believe that makes me chaotic neutral?" |
SO WHAT'S YOUR OCCUPATION? GOT ANY SKILLS? ► | "I sure have plenty of skills, if you want to see them just hit me up. But to be quite frank, I'm a coordinator. My job is to be visually appeasing. It doesn't matter where." |
HAVE YOU GOT A FACE CLAIM? CARE TO SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD? ► | Mime from Happy Tree Friends as Aeslin Martí. |
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--There is a kindness in my soul, I could not hurt an innocent person unless it was to benefit myself.[break] --While I may be out in the world to benefit myself, I can not let the poor starve and die. I suppose I always have a few coins to spare them for a meal.[break] --I can at least pride myself in my organization. If there is one thing I am not, it is messy.[break] --I am also fairly social which acts in my favor and keeps other people from being so lonely and boring.[break] --People call me a flirt, and I call that a positive trait.[break] - I suppose you could say I am too hard on myself. I push myself to the limit and sometimes even past that.[break] - While I may be kind, I am also very straightforward. The truth is not something to be danced around.[break] - Another negative, if you can call it that, is the fact that I am alone. I can drop a person without a second glance which often makes me look like a villain of sorts.[break] - Oh. more negatives, can't we go back to talking about more fun things? I guess you could say my ability to talk about myself and talk over everyone else is another bad trait in my personality. [break] - Finally! I am very judgmental. If you ask a stupid question, well, let's say you will never hear the end of it from me, or anyone I speak to. ▲ TELL ME A BIT ABOUT HOW YOU ACT. --As I said with my personality, I like cleanliness. [break] --Money is another thing that I adore, obviously. [break] --I also like beautiful things, people, pokemon, food, flowers. You name it, if it is pretty, I love it.[break] --I adore the water as well. Not only is it cool and relaxing, but I can show off this beautiful body in it.[break] --And lastly, I like being adored. The spotlight is my life, and I don't plan to leave it soon.[break] - Dislikes? Ugly, stupid people. I cannot stand them.[break] - I also am not a fan of the cold. I much rather prefer no clothes to layers of them.[break] - Third, I do not enjoy losing. My goal is to win everything one way, or another.[break] - Reading is a bore as well. You will never catch me with a book in my hands.[break] - Now finally, my greatest dislike is families. I will never have one nor be apart of one. ▲ INTERESTING! WHAT ARE SOME THINGS YOU LIKE AND DON'T LIKE? --I want to win all of the contests. If I must travel from region to region. I will and I will win them all.[break] --Fame is another dream of mine. I mean, how could it not be.[break] - I fear falling in love because no one has ever really loved me.[break] - I also fear losing the companionship of my only friend. ▲ WHAT ARE SOME GOALS OF YOUR'S? FEARS? | Aeslin was born in the spring in some unknown little break in the trees of either a forest or a village or perhaps even the wild. Anyone who is asked will give a different story about the day of birth and the location. No one could tell the origin of the child either. She was born to no one. No lord will claim her and no poor woman will own her. The rumors are that she was found in the late spring in a nest of Aipoms caring for her. She was brought from town to town under different foster parents. No one wanted to keep her and she did not want to be kept either. The other rumor is that a middle class boy found the babe in the middle of the spring and took her home where his mother cared for her. They passed the child on when she tried to attack one of the less cute pokemon in the house. Regardless, any rumor about the girl was that from the day she was found an orphan, she was a wild child to never be tamed. [break][break] It was when she turned ten that the family she had been with for a few months shipped her off to a lab to give her a pokemon and start an adventure so that no one had to deal with her. The lab refused to give her a Pokemon due to her reputation. Aeslin then knew she could not return to the people who had shipped her off, nor could she journey onward into the wilderness. She headed off to the sea on the first boat that she saw. A boat that was small, unimportant and sailing to the Lyeant region.[break][break] Standing at the edge of the boat caused a cool mist to spray up into Aeslin's face, dampening her dark brown hair. There were few on the boat that day. The deck had a few sailors on it, a poor family with a sea-sick son, a professor of some sort and then the girl. She turned to look at the crowd before looking back at the waves of the sea. She was finally running away from her "home." If it could even be called that. It was only a life of misery and despair. In this new region, Lyeant, a place she knew nothing about, she could start a new. She would not be the forest girl without a family and a thousand rumors. She would be Aeslin. Aeslin Rose. She watched as the boy, with a face so chubby it was no wonder his three lunches where coming up his throat, ran to the side of the boat. His parents looked concerned but made no motion of movement. They were probably just as sick as he was. In his retching a small red ball fell out of his pocket and the waves rolled it over to the orphan. [break][break] Aeslin reached down and scooped up the ball. She made a motion of going to return it but suddenly the parents shrieked. "Get away from our son you dirty rat!" Aeslin stared at them blankly before running under the deck, hoping to escape the last insult she would ever hear. It was under the deck that she tripped, dropping the ball and causing it to break open. She was about to cry out when suddenly a flash of red light appeared and a small purple Pokemon emerged from the light. "Essspuurrr," it purred out, inching closer to her. A Pokemon. It was her very own Pokemon. Well, a stolen Pokemon, but it was hers. The creature purred and attempted to hug her. "Looks like he really likes you. Be warned girl, hold the Kalos Pokemon close to you while you are in Lyeant. They are new and people will want to steal them from you." She nodded, looking to the Espurr who was picking up the Pokeball and returning it to the girl. She wouldn't let anyone steal what she had stolen.[break][break] So Aeslin grew up in Kalos but managed to spend half of her life in Lyeant. When the boat had docked she hurried off, hearing the family screaming at the sailors for their son's lost Pokemon. It was then she ran into a very large man. The man, a private chef, seemed to adore the young beauty, even in her battered clothes. She smelled like the sea, he said, and I wanted the sea to come with me. She became his apprentice at a young age and spent her life fetching ingredients until the day he died. It was then she was nineteen, raised into a higher society of beauty and good tastes. Her days as a street rat were over and it was time that her and her evolved Meowstic took off on their own. To contests she went. And she went to win. |
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| OOC NAME ◄ Noemi AGE ◄ Over 9,000. JK, 19 EXPERIENCE ◄ For nine years now, and I've come a long way. LAST CHARACTER ◄ Me, myself and I TIMEZONE ◄ Eastern CUSTOM TITLE ◄ N/A |
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