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Louis' Profile| Tan-Tan |
Posted: Apr 23 2008, 12:51 PM
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Description: Your Name: Louis Lumeir [Loo-uhs Loo-mare] Your Age: 17 Your Birthdate: August 23 (Virgo) Your Gender: Male Description/Sprite: user posted image Louis' hair is very light brown, yet it is not blonde nor white. It at times, can be very messy. He stands at a decent height of 5'8", and has eyes of faint green. Louis normally wears his white turtleneck with his denim coat and jeans. Occasionally, he wears color variant turtlenecks, i.e., a black turtleneck in a funeral, etc. His jeans has faded in numerous of spots and and is scratched and cut all over, showing its age. The only reason why he doesn't bother to buy another pair is because, "It looks cool." His denim jacket is also in the same state as his jeans, but with less cuts and more fades. If the weather was too hot, he'd usually takes his denim jacket off and tie it around his waist. The only "real" accessory Louis wears is a small chain around his neck, and it clings onto a small bottle of blue, glow-in-the-dark, stardust(not "Stardust", just stardust), which his mother used to own. At times, when he doesn't have a flashlight in the night, he uses his necklace. He wears simple, rugged red tennis shoes, with a distinctive "NIKE" checkmark-like logo on it. Personality: Although at first he seems to be unapproachable and simply, straight-to-your-face mean, it's only a mask he wears. If he really trusts someone, he takes the mask off and reveals to be a normal teenager, full of heart he just wishes give out freely. Since throughout his life, he had to be independant and had been abused, he can be a dissagreeable person to be with, though he truly justs wants a friendly shoulder to lean on. This can sometimes be seen by the way he treats his Pokèmon, with love and true care. At battle, Louis never stresses, unless he's in a sticky dilema. He quickly calms himself to prepare for a battle, for he knows he's just putting stress onto the Pokèmon if their own masters seems to fret. If something bugs him or bothers him before the battle, he might seem light-headed and may not seem to pay attention to the battle. Even without his "mask", Louis is very general and says his opinions on a person without giving it a second-thought. This often gives him trouble, especially to the higher-ups. Since most of his comments are negative to people, or atleast too straight-forward, most crowds avoid him. That is why he was lonely throught his life. Likes and Dislikes: -//likes//- -Lumeir (See History) -Buttermilk -Caramel -Omelets -The color brown/blue -Melodies and tunes -Canines [::dislikes::] -Poison Pokèmon (Tan-Tan, you better not give me a poison-type Pokèmon XD) -Anything too smelly -Lemonade -Anything bitter -The color orange/yellow Fears: -To die without making any accomplishments -Kiwi/Peach/Any "hairy" fruit/berry (Deathly allergic) -Drowning -Becoming deaf Wishes: -To become stronger(Mental-wise) -To find out his mother's past -To find Lumeir(See History) History: Louis was born in an apartment in Celedon City, Kanto, a small and cramped place. His mother died instantly when he was born, and his father had to raise him all by himself. When he was barely three-years old, they quickly moved to Golden Rod, way in Johto. Golden Rod was where he mostly spent his childhood. Since of his personality, most avoided him, and so he did not have many friends. When he was 12-years old, his father started gambling and drinking, and when he came back home, he was just a lump of flesh and bones. Soon, they were running out of money and if they didn't pay the mortage, it was sure they would be kicked out. In distress, he left home and joined a gang. There, Louis had learned the hard way to be independant, and see the dark and ominous side of life. Since his gang regularly picked up fights in alleys or streets, he had learned some hand-to-hand combat, but it was mostly fist fighting. Since he was the weakest member of the group, Louis was the first victim most of the time. For three-years he had been following the gang, the one that provided him shelter and food. One small incident, like something in his childhood, had totally changed his course and path. They were at a jeweler's store, stealing expensive necklaces, watches, and earrings. As he bagged all the goods, the store-owner had found him. There was silence between them, and in the midas of it all, he found the chance to escape. But he didn't. Louis simply looked deep into the store-owner's eyes. They were deep, deep from age, and they showed pity and sympathy, and sadness and the same time. Louis could not take it anymore. He burst into tears and he threw the bag back to the owner, and ran away. Just like before. He stopped when he found out there were train tracks. On the other side, was a man with a long, gray beard, and was dressed in rags. With a rusty voice, he asked, "You alone too?" And soon, they had a small conversation. Louis explained everyything, down to the smallest detail, while the homeless man had shared his. The homeless man's name was Lumeir. He never had a family before and had been an orphan since he was a baby. He had to name himself. "Lumeir" had been a misspelling of the French word for "Light". He had said he chose it because he was trying to "find light in this dark world." And so, Lumeir had talked and talked, just as Louis. When Louis introduced himself, Lumeir laughed. His first name had meant "Strong warrior", which had seemed to be the exact opposite from his history. Louis laughed with him. Together, for two-years, they traveled together. Lumeir had seemed to be like the father-figure to Louis, giving him advice and life lessons. They were so happy together, Louis adopted Lumeir's name, a sign that he had left his former family, and accepted Lumeir as a father. Their happy-times had been cut short however. When both of them had snuck onto a train leading to Kunzie City, Jemm, Lumeir had disappeared. He was nowhere to be found, and Louis was devastated, for he had to survive his days alone. Alone. He wept and cried, telling himself it was only a bad dream. A nightmare. But he could not wake up. Wake up from the bad dream. Tired and restless for the search, he went to the public library. As he sat down to rest, a book had caught his eye. It seemed a bit old and dusty, odd for the books surrounding it seemed new and gleaming. He took out the book from the shelf and opened it. He had finally woken up from the dream. But he had just started another one.. Party Pokémon: (1/6)
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