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 Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:32 pm
✪ Kaylee Lane ✪
"Kay"
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXP U B L I C I T Y X S T U N T X☆  XXXXXXXXXX▷ What? Can't you tell I'm a...
girl
XXXXXXXXXX▷ My birthday's November 17th. I'm...
13
XXXXXXXXXX▷ I've come all the way from...
Goldenrod City, Johto XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXG E T X T O X K N O W X M E X B E T T E R X☆ XXXXXXXXXX▷ If you absolutely must know, I prefer...
meh.
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Beauty is only skin-deep
If you don't really pay attention to me, which, no worries, most people don't, I'll look extremely normal. I have strawberry blonde hair which is usually in a high ponytail, and when it's not it softly falls to my shoulders. The tips of every strand of hair have a touch of pink. My bangs come out from both sides, and cover my eyes most of the time, but I don't bother to do anything with them. I have purple-gray eyes, which I love soooo much. It gives me originality through my whole wardrobe. Anything I wear will never compare to my beautiful, big purple-gray eyes.
I most of the time wear skirts, delicate blouses with a buttoned white jacket over them. I have a pink scarf that matches my hair and not only wrap it around my neck and shoulders, but tie it in a bow. My hands are always cold, but I don't wear gloves. I wear tights under my boring plaid skirts and cute little boots that are just right for my small feet. They go almost all the way up to my knees and it's a pain to tie them every morning to put them on.
XXXXXXXXXX▷ There's more to me than meets the eye
personality
XXXXXXXXXX▷ I sure didn't just appear out of nowhere...
I was originally born in Pallet where I lived happily for two months. Apparently I was the most-well behaved child anyone could ever have, but I could've sworn I was a cry baby, because I am now, and if I wasn't then, then how could I form that habit? I grew up peacefully in the sleepiest town of them all.
When I turned 3, my parents first introduced me to Pokemon, more specifically a Smeargle named Sid. My parents weren't the best Pokemon trainers back then, so Sid was not well behaved, and very disobedient. It had never been shown to a child before, and acted badly around it. That child was me. Unbeknownst to my parents, Sid hated me, and I hated it. Finally after 4 months of tortured tension between the two of us, Sid snapped. It harshly, painfully, slapped paint all over my face, my clothes, my toys, my stuffed animals, my furniture, my room, and everything that I had ever touched. It was immediately sent away to Prof. Oak, who taught it a thing or two and gave it back to my parents. It didn't learn, and my father forced it into his PC and I never saw it again. To this day I hate Pokemon and everything about them. After that incident my parents never showed me a Pokemon once, and I am grateful.
We moved to Cinnabar the next month, and even though I had a great life of 4 years there, it was just not for me. I didn't like how secluded and small it was, and that volcano looming over the whole town worried me deeply. When would it blow? I would be on this island when it did, I never leave. I was never happy, but I was very fortunate. I went to school there, and volunteered with friends to help at the Pokemon Mansion, where we were put to work. The Mansion had a garden full of Pokemon my friends loved to visit, but I always stayed behind, either at school or at home. I had 3 more years of a somewhat normal life there, until the volcano erupted.
It was early in the morning when I heard the big BOOM. It startled me awake and I ran to my parents room. They had heard it too, because they were awake. They looked out the window. It was abnormally dark for 5 in the morning, and really warm too. We all went outside and through the surprised scream of neighbors, found out that the Cinnabar Island volcano had finally erupted. The lava was flowing slowly, but it was now raining ashes and soon boulders and smoke would be everywhere, damaging everything. Blaine, the elected 'leader' of Cinnabar, declared that all ice, steel and grass Pokemon would be confined to their Pokeballs, and water Pokemon would be commanded outside. He made all the big ones go in the water and surf everyone to safety, as well as big flying-types, I might add. Being a bearer of water Pokemon, my parents stayed behind to try to slow the lava down. They said they loved me and went into the blaze with their Pokemon by their side. I winced. Would they really be safe with Pokemon?
The next thing I knew I was being pushed onto a Lapras with other school children and the Lapras was off. Probably to the Seafoam Islands, I thought. As the Lapras neared the Seafoam Islands, my eyes were still glued to Cinnabar. When we were far off from it, I swear I could see the volcano give off one last plume of lava, and it was a big one at that. It flowed over everything in its path, and there was so much of it that it even dripped off the edges of the island. I started crying, and one boy tried to comfort me. His uncle was there too, and that was his guardian. We hoped they were okay, but the evidence did not prove it.
We arrived at Seafoam Islands rather quickly I heard they were safe from everything there. Except viscous Pokemon. I heard nothing of my parents, but I knew they were gone. The shock of it did not hit me until everyone was safe in the upper caverns of the island. I sat in the corner, huddled and curled up into myself. My teacher from school sat down next to me and gently told me that everyone on Cinnabar when that final plume rolled down the mountain was dead. So that meant my parents, and the boy's uncle. I screamed, and ran down to the lower caverns. There were Pokemon there, but I didn't care at that moment. I closed my eyes and ran as fast as I could away from everything and everyone.
Down there, I ran into an Absol and stumbled back. I gasped and it growled at me. I tried to run away but the ice on the ground was too slippery, and my little shoes slid in every direction when I tried to stand up. The Absol's claws started glowing. It was going to attack me. I was a threat, and it was going to ATTACK ME. I screamed like all little girls do when faced with impending doom, and I waited for the powerful scratch to come, it did, but it wasn't as NEARLY as strong as I expected it to be. I felt blood, and I opened my eyes. There was a Pokemon there, protecting me! I knew it was struggling greatly, but there was nothing I could do to help it. So I ran away, just ran away like a coward. I didn't even know what type of Pokemon it was.
I made it up to where everyone else fleeing from Cinnabar was, and as soon as they saw me, everyone crowded around me and started hugging me. "Oh we thought you were dead!" Everyone yelled at me. I ran to my teacher, who was there with the boy whose uncle shared the same fate as my parents. She explained "There is a Pokemon down there, nicknamed the disaster Pokemon, and anything who goes there doesn't come back up. And by the look on your face and by the look of that huge scratch, I think you met it. Although if it scratched you, you should be dead right now." She muttered. She pushed up her glasses, and wiped the blood off my cheek with the hem of her shirt. Like any 10-year-old would do in that situation, I held on to the only person I trusted's leg and bawled.
It was a few days since we arrived at the cave, and everyone was too scared to go outside and see what everything looked like. The sky, the ocean, the plants. But mostly, no one wanted to see the destruction of Cinnabar. We lived off of berries the local Pidgey brought us, and the water from a small lake on the floor below. I didn't see the disaster Pokemon again, or the Pokemon that saved my life. All I knew was that I was scared of Pokemon even more now. I stuck with the boy, but never really talked to him. There was a lot of silence those days.
A couple of weeks after the disaster, people started to leave. They wanted to leave and forget everything. Everyone had lost so much, everything actually, and now they had to start new. I finally learned the boy's name. It was Ethan. I talked to Ethan a lot now, about life, about the world, about everything. The eruption had made me weak and vulnerable, and made it easy to tell him my secrets when usually you would have to beat it out of me. There were only half of the people left that were originally there. There were no more children, only the gym leader and his cohorts. They stood in silence. Their gym was no more. Even now, Ethan was going to leave. A cousin was coming to pick him up and take him to New Bark Town to live there. I stayed for only a couple more hours until Blaine called some known relatives to pick me up.
The mystery guardians ended up being my grandparents that lived a little but south of Goldenrod. I didn't really know them, but it was only because my mother ran away from home at 16 and they never saw her again. They lovingly accepted me into their lives. We flew to Johto on a giant Charizard, but it was hard to see because of all the smoke and ashes still in the sky. Flying was great though, too bad it had to be on a Pokemon.
When we got to Goldenrod, my grandparents showed me their house, it was the top floor of an apartment in the middle of city. They said they owned the daycare center south of the city, and they said I would love it, but they didn't know I was terrified of Pokemon. Usually when they went to 'work' I just locked myself in my room and looked out the window. I sometimes wrote poetry, too. That's how it was for the next 3 years.
Now I'm 13, and the same as I was my whole life. I still didn't like Pokemon but I was forced to help out the grand'rents, but it was only with the eggs. It was peaceful in the egg barn, and I gained a lot of wisdom from hours of quiet thought in there. It was warm, comfortably puffy, and quiet, quiet, quiet. Away from the hustle-bustle of the city, and away from the triumphant and sad yells coming from the game corner. And here was the best place on Pokearth.
Very recently, I was taking a required walk down to the egg ranch, when I heard a triumphant cry of a Pokemon as it got out of the water. It was a Pokemon that very rarely, if ever, seen in Johto. There were apparently a lot of them where I used to live, in Pallet. They were sometimes given to starting trainers as Pokemon. But since the law that there would be only 3 Pokemon to choose from at each region, there's been a lot less. I took a quick glance at it and looked away. Staring at Pokemon was something I didn't really like doing in my spare time. My grandma came out from the day care, something she usually didn't do, and patted me on the back. "That Pokemon is special." She said, and went back inside. I was very confused of this, because my grandma was nearly blind! How could she see that this Pokemon was special?
I shrugged and turned around to walk to the egg barn behind the daycare when something nudged my ankles. Startled, I took a look down and saw that same Pokemon biting my shoelaces! I shrieked and my grandparents came out and pried the Pokemon off of me. I didn't want to look at it, so I disgustedly started walking back to the apartment. Grandpa yelled out to me, "This Pokemon is too strong for us to hold back! Come help us, Kae." I curled my hands into fists, and grudgingly returned to the Pokemon that couldn't keep off me. As soon as it saw me approaching, it stopped fighting to get out of my guardian's arms and it's eyes grew wide. I frowned and kneeled down. "This Bulbasaur is very attached to you," My grandma said. "Do you know it from somewhere? I thought you hated Pokemon?" I said I did, and took a closer look at it.
Something in the Pokemon seemed unlike anything other Pokemon had. It was starting to come back to me; the explosion, the lava, the islands, the sorrow, the running away, and the saving. This Pokemon had been the one that saved my life all those years ago! I gasped, and this Bulbasaur seemed to know what it meant. Its mouth gaped in a wide smile, and wiggled to get free. I didn't fully trust it yet, but this Pokemon was an exception to the Pokemon-hating. It flew into my stomach, and as I sat there, it snuggled into my coat. I weakly smiled and my grandma gave me a Pokeball, and told me to catch it since it couldn't stay away from me. I touched the Bulbasaur with it, and it was caught with no hesitation. I named him Emile.
XXXXXXXXXX▷ One day, I'm gonna be the world's best...
Contest Master~!
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Please? I'll be your best friend...!
Loves
XXXXXXXXXX▷ It makes me happy...
Likes
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Ew, get it away from me...
Dislikes
XXXXXXXXXX▷ If that gets any closer I'm gonna die...
Hate
XXXXXXXXXX▷ La di da di da! ♫
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXC H E C K X O U T X M Y X S T A T S X☆ XXXXXXXXXX▷ Believe it or not, I'm a...
Coordinator
XXXXXXXXXX▷ I choose you!
Bulbasaur
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Switch 'em out
none.
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Oh yeah, I am that good...
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:08 am
✖ Party Pokemon ✖Number One XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXT H E X B A S I C S X☆ XXXXXXXXXX▷ Hey, I'm a...
Bulbasaur
XXXXXXXXXX▷ My Trainer calls me...
Emile
XXXXXXXXXX▷ I don't wear clothes, but you can tell I'm a...
boy.
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Right now, I'm holding a...
nothing
XXXXXXXXXX▷ I'm one of a kind.
I'm really the type of Pokemon who can be happy about anything. You can usually always find me in a good mood, no matter where I am. Unless of course, when I get angry. I can get angry in the drop of a pin, and I have quite a temper, but it's not a violent anger, it's a frustration anger. I'm easily excited, and I live my life happily. I can get really protective, although I'm sure that Kaylee can protect herself better than I can. I try my best at everything, and can walk away from things saying, I did my best and that's all that matters.
I have a great sense of humor, and I always make people laugh, and I have a good time doing it, because truthfully, making other people laugh and be happy is a goal of mine, and I'm happy to do it. Also, I'm one of the nicest Pokemon you will ever meet. Maybe not the most modest, but definitely one of the nicest. Overall, I'm pretty much a goofball who enjoys the company of others. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXC H E C K X O U T X M Y X S T A T S X☆ XXXXXXXXXX▷ Don't mess with me, I know...
Overgrow
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Sometimes I can be rather...
mild
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Everyone's good at something, even me.
good perseverance.
XXXXXXXXXX▷ Watch me now!
HitPoints
5/5
Current Level
5
EXP Needed to Level Up
0/65 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXW A T C H X W H A T X I X C A N X D O X☆ XXXXXXXXXX▷ With these moves, I can kick your butt!
Tackle
Growl
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XXXXXXXXXX▷ I've got a special place set aside for this one...
HM Slot
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 1:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 1:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 4:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 4:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 4:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 4:51 pm
✪ Pokemon PC ✪
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXB o x X # 1 X☆ none
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 4:59 pm
✪ Pokedex ✪
[◉ = caught // ◎ = seen only]
001 - Bulbasaurxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ◉
333 - Swabluxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ◎
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:44 am
✪ Trainer Bag ✪
⇢ money{indent}✖ 165 PD⇢ items{indent}✖
{indent}✖ none
{indent}✖ [none]⇢ medicine{indent}✖ potion x3
{indent}✖ full heal x2
{indent}✖ old gateau z1⇢ berries{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]⇢ balls{indent}✖ pokeball x5
{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none] ⇢ TM and HMs{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]⇢ mail{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]⇢ battle items{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]
{indent}✖ [none]⇢ other{indent}✖ Pokechow Box x5
{indent}✖ Pokebone x1
{indent}✖ [none]⇢ key items{indent}✖ poketch
xxxxxxxx- app?
xxxxxxxx- app?
{indent}✖ pokedex
xxxxxxxx- seen: 0 | owned: 1
{indent}✖ bag⇢ school supplies{indent}✖ mechanical pencils x2
{indent}✖ pink pen x1
{indent}✖ black pen x1
{indent}✖ eraser x1
{indent}✖ notebook x2
{indent}✖ folder x3
{indent}✖ loose-leaf paper x10
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:46 am
✪ Schedule & Classes ✪
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXM o n d a y X C l a s s e s X☆ XXXXXXXXXX► Class Name
Information
XXXXXXXXXX► Class Name
Information
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