Post by Pax on Feb 22, 2007 16:52:16 GMT -5
Name: Pax
Species: Ponyta
Age: Foal
Sex: Male
Description: Pax is a rather gangly, tall Ponyta babe. He has thin, strong legs, a somewhatnarrow ribcage, and a long head. His flame is still a small kindle compared to older Ponytas, but when irritated it can blaze like any other. His coat is mainly off-white minus a white strip that follows down his snout, and stops at his nose.
Personality: Even though he's merely a foal, Pax is benevolent and shy. He rarely says anything to strangers, so it takes a while for him to get close to anybody. He prefers warmth, bright light, and kindness. But Pax hates cold temperatures and, above all else, sour and evil-minded Pokemon. If he sees an injustice, he will go out of his way to prevent and destroy it - but he still speaks little or nothing at all.
History: Pax was born quite early in the season, and was thus mainly alone as far as friends went. He was born in a warm meadow and for a time lived and learned around his mother, but he's never seen his father. It was one faithless night that he lost his mother.
He didn't know what was going on. It was an awkward night, much colder than the rest, even though it was still warm enough for most Pokemon to enjoy. It was too dark to see much... but Pax woke abruptly from a comfortable sleep, suddenly stricken with terrible, screeching sounds and snarling and roaring... It was such a disgustingly horrific array of sound and stench that Pax doesn't recall what else happened.
The morning brought him awake to the smell of gross, foul things. He didn't even want to investigate - he needed to get away. So Pax left his warm meadow and ran in a random direction in search of help.
Other than that, he doesn't really have a history... yet.
Species: Ponyta
Age: Foal
Sex: Male
Description: Pax is a rather gangly, tall Ponyta babe. He has thin, strong legs, a somewhatnarrow ribcage, and a long head. His flame is still a small kindle compared to older Ponytas, but when irritated it can blaze like any other. His coat is mainly off-white minus a white strip that follows down his snout, and stops at his nose.
Personality: Even though he's merely a foal, Pax is benevolent and shy. He rarely says anything to strangers, so it takes a while for him to get close to anybody. He prefers warmth, bright light, and kindness. But Pax hates cold temperatures and, above all else, sour and evil-minded Pokemon. If he sees an injustice, he will go out of his way to prevent and destroy it - but he still speaks little or nothing at all.
History: Pax was born quite early in the season, and was thus mainly alone as far as friends went. He was born in a warm meadow and for a time lived and learned around his mother, but he's never seen his father. It was one faithless night that he lost his mother.
He didn't know what was going on. It was an awkward night, much colder than the rest, even though it was still warm enough for most Pokemon to enjoy. It was too dark to see much... but Pax woke abruptly from a comfortable sleep, suddenly stricken with terrible, screeching sounds and snarling and roaring... It was such a disgustingly horrific array of sound and stench that Pax doesn't recall what else happened.
The morning brought him awake to the smell of gross, foul things. He didn't even want to investigate - he needed to get away. So Pax left his warm meadow and ran in a random direction in search of help.
Other than that, he doesn't really have a history... yet.
Are any positions open for skin-maker or anything? I'd like to contribute to this place, even if a little. ^^;