March 14th, 2018
Post by vicc125 on May 14, 2018 2:00:20 GMT -5
NAME --Jason Broan
GENDER --Male
AGE --15
AFFILIATION --Neutral
CLASS --Trainer
APPEARANCE --Jason is a very attractive male, even for only being fifteen. Standing at five feet and seven inches, and weighing one-hundred thirty pounds, Jason is quite healthy for his age. He has a strong jawline and cheekbones that aren’t very pronounced, giving his face a superhero-esque rounded rectangular shape. His short brown hair is brushed back, feathered, and kept in place with small amounts of hair gel.
Jason’s body is slim, but toned, which is evidence of his two favored hobbies/activities: swimming and running.
Despite being a trainer on the road, and therefore dirty, Jason takes great pride in his fashion choices. His favorite jacket, which he always wears, is made of soft leather that is dyed red. It has a high collar and tight cuffs, and a zipper down the middle that Jason leaves unzipped. That exposes his simple white v-neck, which has short sleeves. He rounds these choices out by wearing a pair of dark blue denim jeans, that are slimming. His running shoes match his jacket, being almost the same exact shade of red.
PERSONALITY --Jason considers himself to be a calm and collected individual. Even in tough situations, he endeavors to keep his head clear, and his heart from beating too erratically. He understands that panicking very rarely helps solve any kind of situation, and is resolved to avoid it.
He is slow to anger, rather, he usually hits exasperation first. This is usually evident be his facial features: a raised eyebrow, and the corner of his lip turned down.
When it comes to meeting strangers, Jason tries to be open minded and friendly. The road can often be frolic with danger, and leaves one weary. Because of this, should a trainer stumble upon his camp for the night, Jason will invite them to sit and rest, as well as offer them something to eat.
Pokemon Training has been a staple of most of his life, thanks mostly to his mom. As such Jason has adopted his mother’s mindset of befriending a Pokemon before trying to train it.
Jason’s greatest weakness is his confidence, or rather, his overconfidence. Having prior experience with Pokemon Training, and being the son of two great Trainers, Jason is convinced that he’s ahead of the curve. He tends to underestimate others, whether they’re Trainers or not, and is unprepared for whatever surprises they might unveil.
HISTORY --Jason was born in Blackthorn City, Johto, and grew up on the fertile grasses on the plateau. His parents own a small ranch on the outskirts of Blackthorn, and it is the only home Jason has ever known.
His parents, Percival and Anastasia Braun, purchased the land when Ana was in her second trimester, with the intent to build their own comfortable homestead on the tranquil plains. The result was a two story building, built from white wood, with a big stable painted red, all surrounded by a wooden fence that stretched for a whole acre.
The open space was the greatest necessity; both Percival and Anastasia had been talented trainers in their youth, and needed a space where their Pokemon could roam free. And with twelve different Pokemon free on the ranch, Jason had a very educational youth.
He grew up learning to care for Pokemon; being taught the difference in diet between a Slaking and a Corsola, how to groom a Mamoswine compared to a Sunflora, and most importantly: when it was acceptable to wake his father’s Charizard, and when it was *not.*
That last one earned him a few nasty burns. Charizard was both very aggressive, and very grumpy.
The lessons that Jason always looked forward to, however, were the ones taught by his mother, a trainer who specialized in Dragon Type Pokemon. Jason knew that, of his two parents, his mother was the most experienced trainer. And as such, her lessons usually focused less on caring for Pokemon, and more on how to use them in battle.
She held mock battles where she would pit her Pokemon against each other, most often between her Altaria and Salamence, to educate Jason on the different Types of Pokemon, and their effectiveness against other Types.
She instructed him (roughly) on Aura, and how a Pokemon would innately manipulate it in order to achieve its battle moves.
And when night fell, they would retire indoors, where Ana would regale Jason with stories of her youth; when she traveled the roads of Godai, capturing Pokemon, and chasing her “destiny.”
It took her by no surprise, when Jason told her of his intent to obtain his Trainer’s License. And once he did, Jason set off for the shores of Torrenta.
RP SAMPLE --Jason had only been in the Torrenta Region for roughly an hour, but he could already tell that it was nothing like Johto. The salty ocean air, the beach in the South, even the land surrounding the Pokemon Lab itself was a jewel. The Goldenrod Bay had nothing on this place, that was for sure. The young Johto native relished the change; after fifteen long years in Johto, he was finally getting the chance to explore the world.
And this time, he wasn’t doing while trailing his dad’s coattails. No, he didn’t have to listen to his old man drone on about habitats, or niche Pokemon. This time, the journey was his. The time to observe Pokemon was long past. Now, it was time to catch and battle. Jason had followed in his father’s footsteps for far too long.
Now it was time to try things Mom’s way.
As he trotted about, making his way to the building in the distance, Jason pulled a pendant from his pocket. It was a rusty silver thing, shaped like a curved tooth. To anyone else, it would have looked like junk; invaluable, even to the poorest cutpurse. But to Jason, it was a relic. A piece of history, albeit small, that he could never replace. After all, it had belonged to his mother. A woman who, in her prime, had been an astonishing Dragon Type Trainer.
He hoped he’d follow in her footsteps.
They were big shoes to fill, but Jason was confident that he’d get the job done. But today wasn’t about that. No, today was about him and him alone. His Pokemon Journey was starting! Jason would receive his first Pokemon in mere minutes, and be on the road to capture more!
A smile broke out on his face, and Jason suddenly felt a burst of energy that he couldn’t hold back. In mere seconds, his pace changed from a slow stroll, to a swift sprint. His legs kicked with full force, propelling him at speeds that definitely weren’t safe. He zipped across the fertile grass, his destination growing ever close, until he had to skid to a stop just to avoid crashing into the sliding doors.
They parted for him, and Jason took his first steps into the modern, and surprisingly clean, Pokemon Lab.
