Silica Cherry
"It always rains the hardest on those who deserve the sun."
Profile
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Name ✔ || Silica Cherry ||
Age ✔ || 12 ||
Birthday ✔ || November 15th ||
Join Date ✔ || January 30th
Hometown ✔ || Cerulean City ||
Rank ✔ || -- ||
Persona ✔ || Silica is typically very hyper and outgoing. She can be loud and upbeat, usually singing randomly or running around. She gives out nicknames to those she views as friends so you will know if she likes you. She loves to help those in need, but hates to do chores. She always tried to avoid it entirely or make excuses to not do it. Silica often puts others before herself, and will cry for others but not for herself as her thoughts and concerns only lie on others well being. Basically to put it all together, she has tons of energy, acting very childish, but also a very positive, energetic, lively girl. She never holds a grudge on anyone, even those who've done her wrong in the past, no matter how much they may have hurt her. She believes things happen for a reason, and one can easily be forgiven. ||
Money ✔ || -- ||
Items ✔ || -- ||
Mission completed ✔ || None atm ||
History ✔ || When Silica was three, her parents would care for her like any other parent would. But they would always yell at each other about stuff she had no idea about. It would go on for hours on end, and sometimes even turned into someone throwing something at the other like a table. Silica felt scared because of this and would always hide under her bed, shaking from fear. But through all of their fighting, there was one thing that always seemed to comfort her, her pachirisu. Fiona seemed to make her fears go away and her sadness fade away. The pachirisu was her only true friend. Her parents gave it to her when she was one year old, and that was when they never fought one another and were deep in love. Eventually, it was time for school. Silica was happy to go but also nervous no one would like her. And those fears were true, she came in to school everyday and everyone seemed to abuse her for being too nice and worrying too much about others. They all made fun of her and even pushed her to the ground, sometimes in mud. She'd come home all dirty and had scars and bruises everywhere. Her parents were too busy fighting to even notice their own daughter hurting. She cried day and night while praying, wishing for her parents to just get along like they used to. She always wondered why bad things seemed to always happen to her, even though she tried her best to avoid them. When she turned five, her brother came home instead of her parents. He took care of her everyday but when she asked where mom and dad were, he nearly broke down but held it in and said they were away on a trip to avoid keeping her from knowing the truth and becoming sad herself. Everyday was the same, but her brother was the one to notice her coming home from school all hurt. He asked her what happened, a look of concern in his eyes, he obviously cared. When she told him some kids were picking on her, he became furious. She told him who the kids were, and the next day he went to the school himself, and told the boys not to pick on his sis and punched them both to the ground. Soon the bullying had stopped and Silica was happy again. But the same day when she returned from school, she came home to her house on fire. It was raging bad, and she knew her brother was always home when she came back. She broke down crying and ran away from home, her heart broken, no one could fix it. But when she went back to school the next day, a boy took her in and took care of her, just wanting to help her even though she could not feel any happiness. But as the days passed and she was ready to move on, he stopped her before she could leave and told her to pay up, that his house is not of free service. The girl tried to tell him she didn't have any money, but the boy wouldn't take no for an answer. He started to attack her, not allowing her to leave until she payed him the money. She somehow found a way out, running as fast and far away as she could. It would seem she could trust no one at this point. She began to live in the woods until finally Silica had turned eight and she graduated, though she felt so much pain, she smiled through it all. She smiled on the last day through even after everything that happened. And she never told a soul her past. No one, not even any true friends she made. She just told them that her family was away so they would not worry or pity her. Now she was ready to live on her own, and protect the world from pain and misery. She wanted to protect all pokemon and people alike. ||
