Post by Idris on Nov 5, 2015 8:26:00 GMT -5
Idris River
Ghost in your dreams
Age: 367
Fraction: Daycare
Gender: Male
Species: Shiny Ninetails, #38, Fire
Ability: Drought
Moveset: *Hex, extrasensory, flame burst, inferno, Confuse Ray, Dark Pulse (TM)
Orientation: Demiromantic
OOC Name: Lynx
Fraction: Daycare
Gender: Male
Species: Shiny Ninetails, #38, Fire
Ability: Drought
Moveset: *Hex, extrasensory, flame burst, inferno, Confuse Ray, Dark Pulse (TM)
Orientation: Demiromantic
OOC Name: Lynx
Appearance
Seeing as when human's once walked Idris had been a contest pokemon he's kept up with his grooming. His fur is sleek and silky, the soft shades of moonlight silver fading to dark will-o-wisp blue at the ends of his nine tails and mane. He's rather big but lean, his lithe body containing obvious muscles that keep his figure strong but delicate seeming. He has sanguine colored eyes and around his neck is a leather cord that holds a silver stone. He has an ethereal presence around him at all times, carrying an air of mystery and otherworldly.
Personality
Having lived for so long and having seen the fall of humans, Idris gives of the air of knowing. He has a mild demeanor, always seeming to be amused by some great joke that no one else can hear or see. However, all who meet him will usually say he has a very caring and loving nature when it comes to his charges, little pokemon being his biggest weakness and easily winning his heart. He's generally very friendly to everyone he meets, greeting strangers and the like with warm words no matter what. He doesn't judge whether you be a part of the Creed, Wild Ones, or the Guild if you're in need he'll help to the best of his ability.
Of course this male has a bit of a protective streak that makes his temper flare brilliantly. His protectiveness borders on the line of possessiveness which isn't too strange considering his over three hundred years old. Of course this doesn't account for his brilliant temper that tends to go from 0 to 130 in 0.5 seconds when provoked. He has tons of patience having built it up over the years and having to deal with children but when his buttons are pressed there is no holding back.
Beneath Idris' sweet and caring personality lies a rather darker, more twisted Ninetails created by years of loss and betrayal. This Idris is much darker, enjoying playing mind games and hexing any who cross him. He's a bit more sadistic and enjoys any misfortune that falls upon those who anger him. Bitter and jaded from the loss of his mate and kits, he's lost all confidence in the idea of love and attaining it.
Of course this male has a bit of a protective streak that makes his temper flare brilliantly. His protectiveness borders on the line of possessiveness which isn't too strange considering his over three hundred years old. Of course this doesn't account for his brilliant temper that tends to go from 0 to 130 in 0.5 seconds when provoked. He has tons of patience having built it up over the years and having to deal with children but when his buttons are pressed there is no holding back.
Beneath Idris' sweet and caring personality lies a rather darker, more twisted Ninetails created by years of loss and betrayal. This Idris is much darker, enjoying playing mind games and hexing any who cross him. He's a bit more sadistic and enjoys any misfortune that falls upon those who anger him. Bitter and jaded from the loss of his mate and kits, he's lost all confidence in the idea of love and attaining it.
History
The very beginning of his life is blurred images and vague sensations, after all over three hundred years is a long time to be alive and things get fuzzy after a while. However, he does remember further along...when he woke to a bright world from a little space of darkness where he'd rested for what felt like a long time. He remembers the soft hands that pet his soft fur when he was still just a kit, a small vulpix with no real knowledge other than that the hands the petted him were warm. His trainer was a Coordinator and he could remember days training to get stronger and wanting to prove to River than he would gain her the title she wanted. Perhaps that was what led him to finally evolving into a Ninetails after that one battle and luckily winning it. After all it led them straight to the top and he proved her right in putting her faith in him as a shiny little vulpix into a shiny Ninetails.
He stayed with his human even in her old age when she tried to release him back into the wild but he stayed. Watching over her protectively, then watching her children and her children's children until the day she passed finally. It broke his heart and he cried for many nights before going back to his vigilance over the human's she left behind that were her own kits. One by one they grew and died, forcing him to watch the passage of time before it grew too much for him to bear and he left them to go to the wild. He doesn't know how many years later it was but suddenly judgment was being passed and he had to hurry back to his den for he'd managed to fill the void in his heart by having his own family. His own mate and kits were still in the den where he'd left them to go find food.
Idris could remember fire, could remember the screams and his own yells for his family as he watched his mate and kits become trapped on the other side of a burning wall. When he awoke the world was stained and everything was changed, not one human remained in the world and Idris himself was changed. He doesn't remember how long after it was but the world righted itself once more and pokemon split among themselves but Idris remained to himself, refusing to choose a side. Instead he made his home at the edges and built upon it, secluding himself to it and helping those who came across it from time to time. It was during one cold year that he came upon some abandoned young ones and unthinkingly he took them in. Each time he found a young one he brought them back home with him until soon enough his home was filled with them and it was then he realized what he truly wanted to do with his bitter existence.
With a iron firmness he decided he would turn his home into a daycare and worked on it once more, making it more child friendly before putting the word out. It's been quite a few years since then and now he has a cozy little establishment that many seem to depend on much to his contentment.
He stayed with his human even in her old age when she tried to release him back into the wild but he stayed. Watching over her protectively, then watching her children and her children's children until the day she passed finally. It broke his heart and he cried for many nights before going back to his vigilance over the human's she left behind that were her own kits. One by one they grew and died, forcing him to watch the passage of time before it grew too much for him to bear and he left them to go to the wild. He doesn't know how many years later it was but suddenly judgment was being passed and he had to hurry back to his den for he'd managed to fill the void in his heart by having his own family. His own mate and kits were still in the den where he'd left them to go find food.
Idris could remember fire, could remember the screams and his own yells for his family as he watched his mate and kits become trapped on the other side of a burning wall. When he awoke the world was stained and everything was changed, not one human remained in the world and Idris himself was changed. He doesn't remember how long after it was but the world righted itself once more and pokemon split among themselves but Idris remained to himself, refusing to choose a side. Instead he made his home at the edges and built upon it, secluding himself to it and helping those who came across it from time to time. It was during one cold year that he came upon some abandoned young ones and unthinkingly he took them in. Each time he found a young one he brought them back home with him until soon enough his home was filled with them and it was then he realized what he truly wanted to do with his bitter existence.
With a iron firmness he decided he would turn his home into a daycare and worked on it once more, making it more child friendly before putting the word out. It's been quite a few years since then and now he has a cozy little establishment that many seem to depend on much to his contentment.
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