Post by Ormand Cassidy on May 4, 2015 23:01:44 GMT -5
ORMAND CASSIDY
Name: Ormand Cassidy
Alias: One-Arm, Thug
Age: Twenty - Five
Gender: Male
Orientation: Demisexual
City: Tynntil, Nue
Class: Trainer
Occupation: Janitor / Aqua
Rank: Grunt
Alias: One-Arm, Thug
Age: Twenty - Five
Gender: Male
Orientation: Demisexual
City: Tynntil, Nue
Class: Trainer
Occupation: Janitor / Aqua
Rank: Grunt
POKEMON
SPECIES: Trapinch
ALIAS: Dorito
GENDER: Female
ABILITY: Hyper Cutter
MOVE SET: sand tomb | bulldoze | earth power | dig
SPECIES: Tropius
ALIAS: Comrade
GENDER: Male
ABILITY: Chlorophyll
MOVE SET: magical leaf | synthesis | sweet scent | air slash
SPECIES: Wingull
ALIAS: Pastel
GENDER: Female
ABILITY: Keen Eye
MOVE SET: hurricane | agility | water pulse | mist
DIRECTORY CODE
[h1]TADPOLE[/h1][ul][li][a href=""]Ormand Cassidy[/a] PLAYED BY [u]Kazuhiko Yukimi[/u], [i]Nabari no Ou[/i]
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OOC INFO
Continuity: Original
Other Characters: Garrus Gregor, Henri Ryans, Altair Caelum
NEWBIE NOOK
Nook: nothing but wingull is coming from the aqua bank.
APPEARANCE
- Six feet four inches he looks much more intimidating than he really is. Unfortunately Ormand tends to suffer from what is known as a resting bitch face where he looks like he's angry all of the time. To be honest he just doesn't give a shit. He wears clothes that unfortunately help people with the idea that he's some giant thug when it couldn't be further from the truth. Though after his accident that's usually the second or third thing people notice about him. The first is the fact that he's missing his right arm. It used to be his dominant arm so now he's sort of clumsy whenever it comes to delicate tasks like that. He likes to wear comfortable clothing which tends to lead to people thinking he's either lazy or a thug. He's completely uncoordinated unless it involves tossing a fist in someone's face but even that is likely to throw him off balance because he can't throw out his other arm to counter the weight.
PERSONALITY
Ormand's personality can easily be summarized in a few words. "Does not give a fuck." That doesn't mean that he doesn't care about things he just can't bring himself to properly react. He can, he just doesn't. There's nothing stopping him from getting excited and jumping about mentally he just physically does not want. Absolutely nothing wrong with him except for the pure fact that he's had so much physical exertion in his beginning years he doesn't want to do it anymore. That and everyone looking at you and thinking that you're a giant thug kind of kills his enthusiasm towards most things too. He can't even walk into a convenience store without someone looking at him sideways or hearing whispers. It really makes a guy just stop caring about what people think. At least on the outside. It still hurts a bit whenever a parent pulls their kids to the side when they ask why the scary looking man has one arm. But pretending to be apathetic towards it all is just the easiest way to go.
This being said he speaks clearly and lets it be known that when he wants something he speaks up. He likes what he likes and that's all there is to it. That usually isn't in reference to people though. Not to say he's not interested in them it just takes a lot more for him to actually get attached to someone. He gets frustrated whenever people want him to write down or sign anything. Mainly because his right arm was his dominant one and his left still hasn't got the hang of using a pencil. Or anything else for that matter. He's convinced that combined with the fact that he didn't really have a proper education and the fact that he can't write to save his life people are going to think he's just absolutely stupid. He doesn't really want to fit the stupid thug stereotype but looking how he does and his education being shoddy at best he knows that its all people will ever think of him.
Ormand is a very hard worker, mainly because that's been ingrained into his very being from a very young age. He hates leaving work undone and won't stop until his task is one hundred percent completed. Otherwise he gets moderately irritable and unresponsive. He knows how to care for Pokemon better than he does people and enjoys taking care of them. He can really barely be called a trainer since he's battled maybe once or twice since coming to Nue and both of those times were simply so his Pokemon could get a little more exercise. Its not that he's against battling, he just doesn't know how to do it properly so he avoids it.
Ambitions:
- To finish reading a whole book. This may not seem like much to some people but as someone whose struggled to learn things on his own and hasn't had too much of a real education its something that he really wants to do. And not just one of those small little picture books either. A real one with more than fifteen pages.
HISTORY
Up at four in the morning every day with no exceptions was Ormand's life since his parent's owned a Miltank farm. He worked every day of the week and more often than not he ended up missing school because of it. Not because he wanted to miss school but because he had a lot of work to do and his parents didn't think there wasn't anything he couldn't learn on the farm. While his education was starting to lack his physical abilities weren't. It was true that he started to learn a lot more on the farm than he would in school but there were just some things that cleaning out stalls and making sure that calves were taken care of didn't teach you. The school sent people out to check on him up until he got to the age of ten. After that it wasn't any real big deal for a kid to drop out since they were technically allowed to go and become Pokemon trainers at that age.
He wasn't going on some grand adventure though. Instead he was ankle deep in cow shit and tilling fields day after day. Sure it built up his body but his mind sort of started to suffer from it, not to mention his socialization skills. His face started to stay in its working position which apparently didn't look too friendly. By the age of sixteen he was already much taller than the rest of his peers and it caused him to stand out even further. Some of the other kids around his age thought they could try and date the "tall, brooding farmer boy" but he didn't really care for their methods. He didn't want to just date someone for a week and then sleep with them. To be honest he wasn't even sure he wanted to date anyone at all. It was complicated and awkward when all you knew how to talk about was how the grass was growing in.
It got to the point where all he did was stay on the farm and do runs into town when it was only absolutely necessary. It was on his way back from one of these trips to town when he noticed the smoke coming from one of the barns. One of the machines had been left on and it caused a fire. Quickly he tried to go in to put it out but in his haste he made a lot of mistakes and was sloppy. Not noticing that the roof was already on fire he couldn't move out of the way whenever one of the beams knocked him on the head, causing him to fall forward and get his arm caught in the machine. It was painful and through sheer will of desperation he pulled his arm out but the amount of blood loss can pain caused him to pass out.
His father found him like that and after calling the fire department he drove him to the hospital. They couldn't save the arm and he ended up getting in amputated. They couldn't figure out which one of them had left the machine on but his parents assumed that it was him since obviously neither of them could be so careless to do it. He hadn't done it but to be honest it was easier than just arguing about it. It was hart to get back into the groove of work once he was sort of recovered. He started before he should have but it couldn't be helped. His parents needed help and he was the only one who could really do anything. It wasn't the same as before though, at least not for him.
It was different than his usual restlessness that he could quell with a walk around the paths behind his house. This was wanting to do something more than that, or at least to go further than just the creek behind his house. So he packed a bag and decided that he would walk until he was satisfied. The only problem was that he didn't feel satisfied, not until he couldn't recognize roads and faces and by that time it was far too late for him to turn back. He couldn't read the street signs and even if he did they didn't make any sense. There was nothing he could do but keep moving forward. He got on a ferry using the last of his money and traveled somewhere completely new. There was no rhyme nor reason to it but eventually he was literally in a region called Nue and he almost felt satisfied.
It wasn't until he needed money and he saw a sign that a place was looking for a janitor that his path started coming to where it needed to be. He was a hard worker, even with only one arm. It didn't stop him from doing what he needed to do. He even found that he enjoyed the aquarium a lot. It was soothing and he didn't have to worry about working in the hot sun every day. It was a luxury to get to sleep in until six and it was a luxury he could afford now that there wasn't a cow bell ringing to wake him up earlier. He even went out to eat occasionally, though it was usually on his own. It wasn't until recently when the storm started that he started to talk to other workers there. Including the breeder that he supposed lived out in the van.
They chatted for awhile and Ormand supposed she noticed how well he cleaned or something to that effect and started to talk to him about Team Aqua and how they were out to better the world. He wasn't really sure what use he could be to a group of people like that but it was at least interesting to think about. He was mostly just surprised that she didn't seem put off by his appearance and the fact that he was missing an arm. After a few times of talking she offered to sign him up, partially because she thought he had it in him and partially because the kitchen at the Aqua HQ was getting a little dingy at times whenever they were too busy. It took him a few more days to decide but he finally accepted. After all if she could give him a chance and talk to him then he could do the same with joining the team. This led to him becoming an official member of Team Aqua. Albeit only a grunt but he really doesn't think he'll ever need a higher rank than that.
OTHER INFORMATION
[ slow pony home - the weepies ]
[ alone together - fallout boy ]
[ painting by chagall - the weepies ]
[ angel with a shotgun - the cab ]
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
RP Sample: plsno father
CODED BY SYLVIE