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Name: Mikusurii 'Yushii' Xajiev
Age: 19
Date of Birth: Thursday, June 17, 1988
Gender: Male
Appearance:
His hair shimmers under the sun, after it had rose from dawn, the colour is black, with highlights of white. Now who would do that? When a breeze hits his hair is slowly pats the back of his head, giving him a slight comfortable feeling. For winters he'd mainly wear a tuque, a slight gray tuque. With a sign that not much, if any, know it's meaning. His eyes are ocean blue, this is the colour eyes he was born with. But he has a unique personality on these eyes. His brows are black, with a slight chocolate brown at the bottom. His lips are darker than others, but this doesn't interfere with anything in his life. He is pretty muscular, but fighting with hands is the last thing he'll do. He is currently 6 feet, exactly. His legs aren't shown much, for he is usually wearing dark brown jeans, covering almost everything of his dark shoes. But what covers his jeans is his brown jacket, which is covering a light coloured shirt. Between the colours of gray and white.
Personality:
His tone of voice gets pretty thingyy if he is in a battle in which he did not chose, he'd start mocking them from one point to another, but prefers not to at most times. In a glorious day his voice is neutral, with a hint of excitement and a dash of rejoice, you couldn't tell, but he could. His voice gets soft if he's in a saddening point of his life, Pokemon or sibling. Pretty stereotypical for him since he could be any of these at any given point. Mikusurii's eyes turn light blue if he is having a phenomenal day. Ocean blue for neutral, and as for for anger and hatred, it's navy blue. When he is bored his eyes turn sky blue, and for disappointment the eyes turn a perfect agate blue. Whenever he is in suspense his eyes turn midnight blue. He is confident in everything he does, and sometimes, if the day was something Mikusurii would remember for his whole life, he'd have a moral for that. A battle would satisfy his taste, but so much at a time could be pretty obnoxious for him, since he's not like that, nor will he be. Back home, where almost everyday he'd visit the Pokemon he'd always encourage them to push their limits, because nothing is impossible. He's pretty skeptical at some days, but sometimes you wouldn't even remember. You would see a grin or two if you'd talk to him, not that he's lonely but he hasn't made much friends here. He'd start a conversation, but he'd also end it. If you evoke about his family, a tear would run down his cheek, for his childhood was not so great ...
History:
Mikusurii had it all,a Pokemon, being his best friend that is, luxury, famous and such. His father owned a large corporation in Cinnabar Island, Mikusurii's hometown, which had profits rise and rise. The corporation made many things, from PokeDolls to PokeBalls, PokeClocks to PokeFood. Pretty much anything that started with Poke they made. His mother was also progressing, she day cared many Pokemon throughout her life, and tutored many attacks to them. She was know everywhere throughout Kanto. Then destiny came into play. First, his father's corporation went bankrupt and he had lost everything. After that many people scowled at my father. Now they barely made enough to buy a month's supply or grocery.
Not just for his father's notorious life, but for his mother's occupation. Now that many other civilians, like trainers or just a family member that have nothing to do have, have started their own daycare center or tutoring class. Even if she was unique she did both, not much really cared, since the ones that did made their own center of class. If she was lucky about 2 or 3 would stop by and ask for taking care of their Pokemon or tutoring them. Only if they were lucky.
And for Mikusurii's best friend, he doesn't know what had happened. His bird like Pokemon was gone forever. Mikusurii had never seen the actual Pokemon, but it didn't matter. It cooed beautifully, and they'd always use to hang out. He did too have enough friends to make a small party, but this Pokemon was unique, it knew all the feelings of Mikusurii, sad or mad, excited or bored, confused or enlightened. It would always know the proper reaction. But now, it was gone ...
Mikusurii had left his family at the age of 15, before traveling throughout Kanto. Visiting Gym leaders, knowing them and who they despise. Around the age of 18 he had visited many other regions, but it was that age where he had heard about Kanoa. After hearing it he only imagined how it would be to become a Pokemon trainer ..., and to take out the bad memories to bring in the optimistic dreams. After a week or two he had grown into that age before the twenties. And it was then when he wanted to start his adventure in the Aedolinn Region.
How I found this site:
It was an affiliate, that was like everywhere, and so I decided to join @-@
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