Post by Courtney/Eusine on May 29, 2011 7:40:09 GMT -5
{N}ame: Eusine Minaki
{A}ge: Twenty-two
{G}ender: Male.
{W}hereabouts: Ecruteak, Johto
{B}irthdate: July 22, 1988
{T}rainer class: Mystery Man. (Or Mysticalman, if you prefer).
{P}okemon: Drowzee, Haunter, Electrode
{H}istory: Eusine was born and raised in a relatively stable environment. He had a mother, a father, and a little sister. His father used to show him all kinds of magic tricks, and Eusine was totally inspired. At age eight he decided he would be a magician when he grew up and he did exactly as he said. At age ten he began his Pokemon journey, starting with a Gastly and soon after, acquiring a Voltorb and a Drowzee.
He met Morty when he began his journey, and reveled in the power of his new friend. Morty was clearly a more experienced and apt battler than he was, and he sort of admired the future gym leader for this.
He didn’t like to sleep in Centers much, so he often set up camp outdoors in a small tent. It was one of these days that he raised the tent in a field and began to sleep that his tent was struck by lightning during the night. He was momentarily incapacitated as the tent caught fire. He felt he had no way out, until Suicune finally showed up to save him, dousing the fire and dragging him out, healing his wounds, and finally disappearing.
Eusine vowed to find the clever Pokemon again. He harbors an obsession with it. He wants to capture it, control it, and harness its healing powers. That would be his ultimate illusion, the distraction to cause its eventual capture. Unfortunately, Eusine has not mustered the cunning to capture the beast quite yet. It has now become his main focus in life.
{P}ersonality: He’s incredibly stubborn. He wants things to always go his way, and he becomes easily frustrated. He’s completely obsessed with Suicune. He never stops talking about the legendary Pokemon, always looking for a new idea, for new inspiration to lead to its sight, or even so much as its capture. He’s a little flamboyant, always showing off his magic tricks to anyone that will watch. He loves kids.
{C}reator: Anna
{S}how me your skills: Eusine sighed. Frankly, he wanted to fill the room with sighs. Exasperation. Another failure. He brushed his hair away from his eyes with a hand.
Suicune evaded him again.
He reached into his bag, dug through piles of playing cards, handkerchiefs, broken magic wands, and other tokens of his profession until he found his map. Also pulling a black Sharpie from his bag, he checked off the location that he had last seen the legendary beast: Olivine City.
He stopped for a moment and looked the map over carefully. There was no discernable pattern. His hair slipped back into his eyes and he sighed once more.
“…I’ll just have to try again tomorrow,” he said, packing his bag up once more.
{A}ge: Twenty-two
{G}ender: Male.
{W}hereabouts: Ecruteak, Johto
{B}irthdate: July 22, 1988
{T}rainer class: Mystery Man. (Or Mysticalman, if you prefer).
{P}okemon: Drowzee, Haunter, Electrode
{H}istory: Eusine was born and raised in a relatively stable environment. He had a mother, a father, and a little sister. His father used to show him all kinds of magic tricks, and Eusine was totally inspired. At age eight he decided he would be a magician when he grew up and he did exactly as he said. At age ten he began his Pokemon journey, starting with a Gastly and soon after, acquiring a Voltorb and a Drowzee.
He met Morty when he began his journey, and reveled in the power of his new friend. Morty was clearly a more experienced and apt battler than he was, and he sort of admired the future gym leader for this.
He didn’t like to sleep in Centers much, so he often set up camp outdoors in a small tent. It was one of these days that he raised the tent in a field and began to sleep that his tent was struck by lightning during the night. He was momentarily incapacitated as the tent caught fire. He felt he had no way out, until Suicune finally showed up to save him, dousing the fire and dragging him out, healing his wounds, and finally disappearing.
Eusine vowed to find the clever Pokemon again. He harbors an obsession with it. He wants to capture it, control it, and harness its healing powers. That would be his ultimate illusion, the distraction to cause its eventual capture. Unfortunately, Eusine has not mustered the cunning to capture the beast quite yet. It has now become his main focus in life.
{P}ersonality: He’s incredibly stubborn. He wants things to always go his way, and he becomes easily frustrated. He’s completely obsessed with Suicune. He never stops talking about the legendary Pokemon, always looking for a new idea, for new inspiration to lead to its sight, or even so much as its capture. He’s a little flamboyant, always showing off his magic tricks to anyone that will watch. He loves kids.
{C}reator: Anna
{S}how me your skills: Eusine sighed. Frankly, he wanted to fill the room with sighs. Exasperation. Another failure. He brushed his hair away from his eyes with a hand.
Suicune evaded him again.
He reached into his bag, dug through piles of playing cards, handkerchiefs, broken magic wands, and other tokens of his profession until he found his map. Also pulling a black Sharpie from his bag, he checked off the location that he had last seen the legendary beast: Olivine City.
He stopped for a moment and looked the map over carefully. There was no discernable pattern. His hair slipped back into his eyes and he sighed once more.
“…I’ll just have to try again tomorrow,” he said, packing his bag up once more.