Post by Sgt. Tucker on Apr 21, 2015 17:56:49 GMT -5
Alias: Sarge, Sergeant Age: 30 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi-sexual City: Slate-port Class:Team Magma Occupation:Ex-Police Officer, Security. Rank: Grunt | |
DIRECTORY & OOC INFO Directory Info: [h1]TYRUS[/h1][ul][li][a href=""]Amelia Tucker[/a] PLAYED BY [u]VI[/u], [i]League of legends Franchise[/i] [/li][/ul] Continuity: Original Other Characters: N/A NEWBIE NOOK Nook: Evo Pack 1 | |
Appearance Are there any physical attributes people should take notice of? Do they have piercings, a tattoo? scars etc. You may also write out a description if you'd like but it's not necessary.
Personality Provide a sentence or two for each trait to describe your characters personality. You can also list a few likes or dislikes; How do they treat their opponents during battle, or do they care for the Pokemon under their wing?
Ambitions: To do what is needed to make things better. No matter what the cost. She wants a family one day but she's pretty damn sure she wouldn't be able to deal with raising kids... History The fire: Sarge was responding to one of the calls that were made to the station about a domestic disturbance in apartments that was close by. During her investigation of the situation [which later turned out to be falsified] a fire pokemon from the outside ended up throwing a bit of a tantrum and started a blaze that quickly got out of hand. Once the fire alarms were set off Sarge went door to door making sure people were getting evacuated. By the time that she had gotten most of the people out of their homes by using the fire escapes the fire had already [for lack of a better term] consumed the first floor completely and was working on getting to the second. Looking for a way out she had the misfortune of stumbling in the wrong place; floorboards gave way and she fell through into a room that was partially ablaze before having her polyester based long sleeve shirt catch fire. She struggled to get the shirt off at first but ended up having it get stuck in her panic [One of her other clothing articles bunched it up and she was unable to pull it free in time]. By the time that the fire fighters got to her the fire had melted the polyester onto her skin Giving her nasty third degree burns in some places [her left arm and throat] and second degree burns in others [along her back, chest and right arm]. She was lucky that there was an ambulance on scene to help anyone that had inhaled smoke or the like; it was able to take her to a hospital after a few minutes of scrambling. She was treated in the best fashion that the hospital could provide, but even with current level of technology available would not prevent the scarring or the damage to her voice box. While she was in the hospital recovering she learned sign language as best she could. Police: After her incident with the fire and a fairly short [but painful] recovery period Sarge more or less as unable to perform to the best of her abilities. She eventually ended up beating someone into unconsciousness that she was actually supposed to be protecting because of their insults one after another. After a very fussy lawsuit she was removed from the force and more or less banned from joining again. Security: Most places still need extra security because of all the things that had happened in the past. Even with some of the teams being long gone the criminal underground ended up getting new faces and the like. Sarge more or less was brought into working security for a multitude of different museums or stores until the private sector ended up buying her loyalty for the most part. Team magma: Where can she really even start? She was working security for a museum that had ended up getting some really expensive gem stolen the week before when she saw what amounted to two very strange men pass by. It wouldn't be the first time or last time that they did, they ended up coming by so many times that Buck started to greet them with a cheerful bark. One thing led to another and they ended up getting coffee someplace; from there? It wasn't hard for someone with her prior expertise to pique their interest. while for the most part the group has been in the shadows she prepares for when they will not be... Pokemon You start out with 2 Pokemon unless your Class in the Guidebook states otherwise. You may also include the Newbi Nook if it applies. Imports can have a total of 10 pokemon 5 of them being rares, and if you are importing a rare Pokemon, please place this next to their sprite: SPECIES: Murkrow ALIAS: ToadGENDER: Male ABILITY: Super luck MOVE SET: Night-Shade | Mean Look | Wing Attack | Pursuit SPECIES: Houndour ALIAS: BuckGENDER: Male ABILITY: Flash fire MOVE SET: Flamethrower | Howl | Crunch | Smog SPECIES: Ralts ALIAS: LunaGENDER: female ABILITY: Synchronize MOVE SET: Psychic | Double team | Heal pulse | Hypnosis Misc She is mute. She can communicate through either sign language or writing out things. If she tries to talk she often will have a coughing fit. Her pokemon are trained to respond to her snaps and claps as orders to attack in different fashions. Buck is the only one that is fully trained while Luna and Toad are fairly newer so they don't know the ques. Sarge can bench about 60-70 reps of her own weight before tiring; she can run a mile and a half in about ten minutes. She still carries around a sign language hand book in cases of her having issues communicating through sign. RP Sample Silence. It wasn’t often that utter silence filled Sarge’s ears, hell half the time you could hear the faint noises of Pokémon somewhere… But right now? She didn’t hear anything; it was practically dead tonight and it washonestly starting to worry her. She had been told earlier today that a storm was supposed to head in around the time after she would be getting off of her shift. She rolled her shoulders a little bit before scanning the street. Normally every five or ten minutes she would hear the clacking of Buck’s claws on the pavement but he was running late again. The houndour liked to pace up and down the block; maybe he was taking a moment to enjoy the quiet too? A silent chuckle made her chest rise and fall softly; her back pushed up against the wall. Her security outfit for the most part was rather comfy; the other places seemed to have it in their mind’s to make it so that was not the case. Damn this place needs some music at least… maybe some intercoms or something? A sound of familiar clacking on the pavement brought Sarge’sattention from the street to where they were coming from. She could see Buck walking down as though he owned the darned street; however she blinked when shes aw a case being carried in his mouth. Someone had given him what amounted toone of those fancy cases that you use to give someone a message. Upon getting closer to her spot she could tell that the casing was black and worn… Not very fancy at all to tell the truth, even one of the ends was slightly fraying. The houndour dropped the case in front of her and “barked” while wagging his tail.The little tail was practically rocketing back and forth; who had given him this case? It would have likely been someone he was comfortable with… That listin itself was short beyond belief. She gave the houndour a rather affectionate pet and scratching behind the ears as she stooped to pick up the case. With his round done the houndour plopped down in place and yawned mightily; he was ready to go home just as much as Sarge was. The cap of the case popped off easily and she pulled out a sheet of paper that was inside. Pretty handwriting… Scanning the letter she circled each letter of the firstword on each paragraph; it was an old trick but many people didn’t look forthings like this. If you were careful longer letters that pretty much were rambling on about farming or the newest addition to a town could easily become a message in disguise. She grinned a little bit as the letters more or less assembled in her head. It was silly, like when you were a kid you would do thisto pass on “secrets” to other kids that you were friends with… Be ready, Come soon. She raised her eyebrow and crumpled the paper up before tossing it in front of Buck. A snap of her fingers caused the houndour to open his left eye and glare at the paper as though it had offended Sarge. He yawned and from his throat spat out some fire; the paper practically vanished from the heat. His yawn finished and buck let his head rest again; his owner giving his head a soft pat in thanks. Out of all of the pokemon that sarge had interacted with he understood Sarge the best. Considering the pair of them had been partners for years… Ugh… I hope they get here soon… |