Post by Jaya on Oct 30, 2015 1:35:32 GMT -5
Jaya
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Age: 182
Fraction: The Guild (Guild Master's Assistant)
Gender: Agender
Species: #715 Noivern, Flying/Dragon
Ability: Infiltrator
Moveset: Moonlight, Boomburst, Whirlwind, Supersonic, Psychic (TM), Dragon Pulse
Orientation: Asexual/Demiromantic
OOC Name: Dog Residue
Fraction: The Guild (Guild Master's Assistant)
Gender: Agender
Species: #715 Noivern, Flying/Dragon
Ability: Infiltrator
Moveset: Moonlight, Boomburst, Whirlwind, Supersonic, Psychic (TM), Dragon Pulse
Orientation: Asexual/Demiromantic
OOC Name: Dog Residue
Appearance
The noivern shows their age through sheer size and abundance of scars and tears. They hold themelf with an air of complete confidence in themself, their strength, and though they do not mean too, with an air of arrogance and danger. Their long history of being a prized fighter makes every movement full of purpose and power.
Personality
Jaya likes to think of themself as a forgiving and gentle soul - the fact they still hold memories (even if they are fuzzy) of when the world had humans, and knows how the world has changed has only made their resolve to be good, do good that much stronger over the long years. It is all too easy to kill, or make one wish they were dead, for a dragon such as Jaya to do. They continuously reach for that ideal world, the one where those who can assist those who can not, where the ones in power never abuse those without.
there is always the issue of such strong beliefs being challenged. They've tried, oh how they've tried to steer themself from their history of 'might makes right'. So many gone because they would not listen, could not be made to listen. It is only right for one that holds Zekrom as a guide to stand fast with their ideals, to bring that ideal to life through any means.
Being born in and raised in a world of human control, Jaya has a deeply ingrained sense of obedience and thrives under the order and control of a leader. Clear outlines and set tasks help curb the natural violent ways the dragon falls back to, giving them a target and rules to abide by and throw all their energy into.
there is always the issue of such strong beliefs being challenged. They've tried, oh how they've tried to steer themself from their history of 'might makes right'. So many gone because they would not listen, could not be made to listen. It is only right for one that holds Zekrom as a guide to stand fast with their ideals, to bring that ideal to life through any means.
Being born in and raised in a world of human control, Jaya has a deeply ingrained sense of obedience and thrives under the order and control of a leader. Clear outlines and set tasks help curb the natural violent ways the dragon falls back to, giving them a target and rules to abide by and throw all their energy into.
History
They were raised to fight, to obey. Their life as a trainer's pokemon was not without kindness, for though they would never be an equal or able to communicate with them, they were given food, shelter, praise for doing good and encouragement when things went bad. Jaya has no doubts they would not be who they are today if it were not for the humans they called master.
The rare few who still speak of humans spit words full of hatred, yet the pokemon still holds the love and endearment they had all those years ago close. Maybe they're just soft in the head. Could you really blame them for seeing history through rose tinted glasses, losing their entire world and dumped without a word into a one full of reality bending mystery dungeons? Those first few decades are ones they are not proud of. Being the feral pokemon instead of the hunter of the dangerous feral was a waking nightmare, one that still haunts the dragon years later.
They have managed to find some peace in the Guild of New Leaf. Their self imposed exiled from civilisation was slowly broken by the fall of and revival of The Guild by Diana. All those pokemon, striking their own path out into a world of danger and disease. Who were they to not throw all of their support behind The Guild, one that seeks the same ideal they hold dear? Jaya has the strength, The Guildmaster has the orders, where else would the old dragon find greater purpose in life?
The rare few who still speak of humans spit words full of hatred, yet the pokemon still holds the love and endearment they had all those years ago close. Maybe they're just soft in the head. Could you really blame them for seeing history through rose tinted glasses, losing their entire world and dumped without a word into a one full of reality bending mystery dungeons? Those first few decades are ones they are not proud of. Being the feral pokemon instead of the hunter of the dangerous feral was a waking nightmare, one that still haunts the dragon years later.
They have managed to find some peace in the Guild of New Leaf. Their self imposed exiled from civilisation was slowly broken by the fall of and revival of The Guild by Diana. All those pokemon, striking their own path out into a world of danger and disease. Who were they to not throw all of their support behind The Guild, one that seeks the same ideal they hold dear? Jaya has the strength, The Guildmaster has the orders, where else would the old dragon find greater purpose in life?
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