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 Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:35 pm
[Intro] This be Fenrir's journal :V
Rules!:
1. Don't post here unless you have permission or are staff
2. If you want permission for something, PM me (either here or on my main) and ask. I dun bite, srsly.
3. ???
4. ProfitIndex
.Post 1.
The Intro
.Post 2.
The Victim
.Post 3.
The Past
.Post 4.
The Beast
.Post 5.
Events
.Post 6.
The Usual Suspects
.Post 7.
The Metamorphosis
.Post 8.
Taking Inventory
.Post 9.
The Pencil Case
.Post 10.
Tuning In
.Post 11.
The WARNING
.Post 12.
Reserved
.Post 13.
Reserved
.Post 14.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:41 pm
[The Victim] Name: Fenrir Anahita
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Pokemon-to-be: Cubone
Physical Description if Starting Human:
Height: 5'7
Weight: 143 lbs
Build: Slender
Hair: Fenrir has brown hair he keeps short, save for his bangs, which he wears long and combed to one side, the locks falling over the left side of his face.
Eyes: Green
Clothing/Accessories:
Shirt: The shirt Fenrir wears is a long-sleeved purple number, with yellow trim around the cuffs and neck. In the center of the chest, there is a bright-yellow smilie face (the "XD" face, no less).
Pants: For pants, Fenrir has a pair of worn jeans. They're torn at the knees and scuffed in other places, though not as much out of fashion as it is from wear and tear.
Shoes: A pair of red and white high-top canvas sneakers.
Accessories:
-Goggles: Easily one of Fenrir's most dear possessions. He is almost always seen wearing his goggles...even at times to bed!
-Necklace: Hanging around Fenrir's neck is a small necklace. The cord is a simple black nylon rope sort of deal, and the charm hanging from the middle is nothing more than a small, worn, old gear.
Personality: Fenrir is...special to say the least. Unique. On the surface, he comes off as a very optimistic fellow. He always likes to look on the bright side of things as well, trying to be as hopeful as he can manage. Granted, when there is no bright side, he tends to cry or become very distressed, emotionally crumbling. Needless to say, a good word used to describe him would be 'sensitive'.
With that said, it's no surprise he doesn't often act his age of 16 years. He can seem immature and naive at times, seemingly taking very little in a serious life. He is a jokester, enjoying a good prank (especially if said prank entails defacing someone or something with Sharpie marker). He can also come off as being rather hyper and playful, or curious to the point of serious annoyance.
But then there are times he can seem wise beyond his years, seeming collected and wise- everyone has their moments, after all! Granted, these 'moments' tend to consist of a wise statement or action followed by a not-so-wise statement or action.
Underneath the surface, Fenrir tends to bottle a lot up. Very often he sacrifices his own happiness for the happiness of others. But through it all he'll force a happy face. He's come to find that people tend to expect him to be happy and goofy, and he doesn't want to 'let them down' as he puts it. The thing is, he's so used to this facade, that he has a way of convincing himself he's happy even when he's not...
The topic of his parents is an odd one too. Often he's known for saying that he doesn't miss them because 'it's hard to miss what you never got to know'. However, one could assume with some confidence that he does wish he got to know them, though this doesn't seem like such a sore point for him. Due to his lack of parents, he formed a very close bond with Nan, his adoptive 'mother', to the point of talking on her surname as his own.
He also seems to pour a lot into his little pokedoll he totes around. He's had it since he was very young, having gotten it when Nan took him on a trip to Celadon city. It's very worn and patched in places now, but he still carries it around in his travel bag. Perhaps this can be seen as another way he acts less than his age. He speaks to the plush toy as if it were real at times, and always hauls it to bed with him. It a great comfort to him, and a reminder of his youth.
Also, he hates bees but likes collecting shiny things. He also would enjoy models if he had the focus to build one. But he doesn't, so more often than not, those forays end with him gluing himself to something (like the wall or desk). He...can be a bit clumsy at times.
As a side note, he has a great respect of the dead, and is oddly superstitious at times. This can be attributed to the fact he grew up in Lavender Town...
Strengths:
- determined
- optimistic
- clever/inventive
- playful
- loyal
- trusting
- kind
Weaknesses:
- doesn't take things half as seriously as he should
- high-energy and the likes can get on people's nerves
- naive
- curious to the point of annoyance at times
- can be stubborn
- not as physically strong as some
- his loyalty and trusting nature of others can lead to him being mislead
- deep down, he's emotionally frail
- incidentally, when he gets scared, really scared, he runs around like a panicked idiot XD
- possesses a markedly short attention span
Philosophies:
On Pokemon battles- I guess I can see how some people might find them barabaric and might elect not to battle unless they had to. We are essentially pitting two sentient being against one another for sport. But then again, anything sounds bad if ya say it just right. Like eggs are jus' the unfertilized embryos of baby birds but they're still tasty!
Plus, if you care for your Pokemon and don't push them too hard, I don't see a problem. Pokemon were born to fight, ya know. Seeing how happy my team is when battling for fun justifies it more than any words can. We bond through battles, win or lose. If they're happy, I'm happy.
On eating Pokemeat- Being a trainer really makes you think twice about eating meat, I suppose. But...I still do sweatdrop
But I always make sure to use as much of the meat as I can- waste not, want not. If a Pokemon gave it's life to nourish me, I'm not gonna let it go to waste. Disrespectful, ya dig? An' like Nan taught me, I always make sure to give a prayer for the Pokemon's soul and a word of thanks for their sacrifice. It's only the right thing to do.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:47 pm
[The Past] [Under contruction still sry :< ]
History:
In Lavender town, born and raised
In the Pokemon Tower is where I spent most my days
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool--
Okay. Seriously now.
Fenrir was born in Lavender Town of the Kanto region, a town known by most for the ghost-inhabited Pokemon tower. However, Fenrir's parents passed away in an unfortunate accident while he was still very young, leaving him orphaned. He was taken in by Nanaea Anahita, an older woman of the town who knew Fenrir's parents before their passing. "Nan" (as she was known to most, including Fenrir) raised the boy for most of his life.
Fenrir recalls going to visit his parent's graves from time to time with Nan, to lay flowers and various things by the headstones. But more regularly, he visited the Pokemon Tower to tend the graves of lost pokemon, especially those that no longer had anyone to care for them. He learned a great respect and honor for the dead, naturally, along with a few superstitions regarding the dead and the spirits (but that should be expected, considering the region). His life, other than that, was fairly average. He made friends, got into scraps, and lived life.
He had decided, even from a young age, that he wanted to become a pokemon trainer. Fenrir was flighty and a bit spacey even as a boy, so the idea of a Trainer, someone who journeyed all over the place, appealed to his wanderlust. Plus, he admired the bond that passing trainers shared with their pokemon (and as sweet as his pokedoll was, it wasn't exactly REAL). Plus, what little boy doesn't dream of becoming a pokemon trainer some day?
Once he became old enough, he set out to become a trainer in his own right. He didn't care that much about being 'the best'. He was merely interested in the thrill of fighting others, of the journey ahead. As he said 'It's not as much the destination, but the journey that's the real fun!'
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:51 pm
[The Beast] 
Name: Cubone (Karakara in original Japanese language versions) is one of 493 fictional species of Pokémon from the Pokémon franchise. The name Cubone is a combination of the words cub and bone, in reference to its young age and relation to bones, both as weapons and armor. The "Cu-" may also be derived from cute, as Cubone is rather referred to as cute and lonely. Its Japanese name is most likely a pun on ? kara (emptiness), kara (shell), and/or karakara (dried-up). In the English translation, it was originally going to be called Orphon, a corruption of "Orphan".
Biological characteristics:
Cubone's appearance is a bit ambiguous, mainly because of the bone helmet it constantly wears, which obscures its facial features. Its body is a light brown color with a lighter colored belly. Cubone is covered in short brown fur. It has a short tail and is often seen holding a long bone in its hand.
Cubone's appearance could have been based on the Pachycephalosaurs, a group of thick-skulled dinosaurs. Other Pokémon based on the Pachycephalosaur are Cranidos and Rampardos of the fourth generation.
Cubone has an unfortunate life cycle. Shortly after birth, its mother inevitably dies. The reason for this is unknown.
Cubone grows up alone, lacking a mother it will never see again. After its mother's cadaver is decomposed enough, Cubone takes her skull bone and wears it over its head as a sort of helmet. It never removes the helmet again, so that its true face remains unknown to the world. This may be an effort on Cubone's part to feel its mother closer to it, but it seems to have little success. Oddly enough, the original Pokémon games state that the skull it wears are actually Aerodactyl skulls, but does not state where the Cubone got them from. This seems to be changed in the newer versions of the games, so there were no references to cannibalism. The skull worn by Cubone resembles a Charizard's skull more so that that of an Aerodactyl. In later life, Cubone constantly pines for its mother, often having bouts of depression, sorrow and loneliness. It is said to cry at the full moon because it sees a likeness of its mother in it. A Cubone's crying voice echoes around the skull helmet and comes out as a plaintive and mournful echo.
Cubone uses long bones as weapons, in the form of crude clubs. It can also wield one as a boomerang. The exact source of the bones it uses is unclear. They may either come from its mother's corpse, the remains of its prey (if it is a carnivore) or from the mythical "Marowak cemetery" from which Marowaks get their bones. When it evolves, the bone helmet seemingly fuses into its face. However, it could be that its head just conforms to the shape of its "helmet", which may break when it is finished growing.
Cubone are described as short-furred mammals, with a gentle temperament.
[lol, quoted from wikipedia]
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:56 pm
[The Usual Suspects] Friends:
-Kira
-Sam
-Hayden
Foes: (none yet)
Neutrals:
-Doctor Hakan
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 8:58 pm
[The Metamorphosis] Stage One:
So...I guess I gotta job now, huh? It better not be too boring, or I may hafta make my own fun... But who knows? Maybe I'll meet some nice people here. I hope the food here is good, at least...
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:03 pm
[Taking Inventory] Inside the backpack...
Basic Ensemble: Of course, I had to bring my favorite outfit! I have my purple XD face tee, my cog-turned-necklace, the infamous and ever-popular goggles, an' my old jeans (and my underoos to boot, but that's a different sort of tale x3).
Sneakers: My beloved red high tops~ Possibly the only pair of footwear I actually own. Naturally, these were brought along as well. Nana told me I should get some new sneakers, but these ones still fit and they still work, so why bother?
Extra Clothing: It would be foolish to leave home without spare clothing! Granted, I didn't bring much int he way of spares this time around. I have two spare shirts, two pairs of jeans (which are in just about the same worn state as the first pair), and extra underclothes. I try to pack light (more room for snack and pokegear!).
Fancy Clothes: You never know when you might need to dress up all fancy-like an' nice! I use the term "fancy" lightly here, though. Very lightly. My dress outfit consists of one of those t-shirts with a mock-tux sort of design on the front (classy!), and a pair of blue jeans that are slightly less ripped than his other three pairs. I'm a kinda no-frills sort of guy, if you couldn't tell...
Pajamas: Of course I brought a very interesting set of PJ's as well! Gotta sleep in something!
Music Player: When you find yourself traveling a lot, music is necessary. For me it is, anyways. I...I don't like long stretches of silence, so having a music player to break up the silence is very handy.
Harmonica: Sometimes the battery in your player goes. Sometime ya just wanna make your own music. I wanted to learn guitar and I used to be able to play it pretty good but...it's not travel friendly, ya know? And Pokeflute's for girls and old people so...harmonica was the logical choice! Small, easy and sounds awesome~
Pokedoll: Last but not least, I brought with me my old Ratatta pokedoll I've had since he was a young boy. Nana got it for me way back, during a trip to Celadon! Needless to say, it's easily one of my most treasured possessions. Don't tell anyone, though ninja
[Under construction; more to come later]
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:07 pm
[The Pencil Case]
-reserved-
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:08 pm
[Tuning In] [Ever wonder what sort of music Fen listens to? Well, for the lulz I thought I'd make a Fen-themed playlist. It's not necessarily that the songs 'describe' him, it might just be that it's music he'd like listening to for one reason or another. If you're ever wondering what a song's doing on here- the list is sort of random- just ask :3 Aaand, if you ever WANT a song to listen to...let me know and I'll upload for you >.>]Buffering . . . . | | | | | |0 ) Don't Stop Believin'- Journey
[Inside joke XD A friend of mine declared that whenever a playlist is made, no matter for what purpose, this song should ALWAYS go on. Ergo.]
1 ) King of the Road - Roger Miller
2 ) Through the Fire and Flames - Dragonforce
3 ) Soldiers of the Wasteland - Dragonforce
4 ) Fury of the Storm - Dragonforce
5 ) Heart of a Dragon - Dragonforce
6 ) Yatta! - Happatai
7 ) 19-2000 (Souldchild Remix) - Gorillaz
8 ) Affirmation - Savage Garden
9 ) Over the Rainbow - Brudda Iz
The reason I went with the Brudda Iz version is because I think the twangy tropical feel this one has is more fitting to Fenrir's personality (sorry Judy Garland).
10 ) Octopus' Garden - Beatles
11 ) 1812 Overture - Trans-Siberian Orchestra
12 ) Our lips Our Sealed - The Go-Go's
13 ) We Got the Beat - The Go-Go's
14 ) Don't Stop Me Now - Queen
15 ) I Won't Back Down - Johnny Cash
16 ) Turn the Page - Bob Segar
17 ) Godzilla - Blue Oyster Cult
18 ) No One Lives Forever - Oingo Boingo
19 ) Dead Man's Party - Oingo Boingo
20 ) Twist and Shout - The Beatles
21 ) Downtown - Petula Clark
22 ) The Joker - Stever Miller Band
23 ) Bananaphone - Raffi
24 ) Yellow Submarine - The Beatles
25 ) Land Down under - Men at Work
26 ) Rock This Town - Stray Cats
27 ) Kung Fu Fighting - Carl Douglas
28 ) Puff the Magic Dragon - Peter, Paul & Mary
29 ) The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny - Lemon demon
30 ) Werewolves of London - Warren Zevon
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:09 pm
[The Warning] Fenrir Anahita I will eat your food. I will steal your keys, and anything shiny you my leave unattended. I will follow you around, matching you step for step, only to crouch down and cover my eyes when you turn around, thinking this will mean I'm hidden enough for you not to notice me. You will. I will deface your private objects, doors, walls and pretty much anything else I can get my hands on with sharpie marker. I will claim to be a repairman, only to dismantle, pull apart, or bang whatever you entrusted me to fix against a hard surface until it's in several pieces upon which I'll realize I CAN'T fix it, return it to you in a box, and tell you I did all I could (possibly mumbling something about how the butter just didn't suit the works). I'll send you love letters for no reason, whether I like you or not (especially if you don't like me). I'll invade your personal space and pester you regularly.
In short, I WILL annoy you. Most of the time unintentionally. Yell at me and I'll probably cry, or deface more of your stuff with marker. Maybe both. I can be your best friend, or your worst nightmare.
You have been warned.
-Fenrir
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:13 pm
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