Post by Sascha Bryant on May 10, 2014 19:07:06 GMT -5
About You
Trainer Info
Literacy Rank (1 - 10): 5-10
How did you find us?: * is a site owner*
Activity Level (1 - 10): 4-10 - depends on day and mood. I'll always check in, but I may not always post when I'm checking in.
Sample Post:
(an excerpt from Nightmares and Daydreams - an asylum RP)
It was something of a relief when he left Charlie's company. Sure the other guy seemed nice enough, except for his rather skewed view of the world, but there was something about the nervous energy that seemed to pour off of him that made Sascha feel pretty uneasy himself. His hands shoved themselves almost viciously into his pockets, the tip of one of the plastic knives up his sleeves digging lightly into the soft skin on his inner forearm, his head absently shaking. It wasn't like he was really anyone to judge, right? Skewed view or not, maybe it could be said that his /own/ views on things could be considered skewed too. Certainly his desire to hurry back to his room so he could be alone with the plastic cutlery he'd stolen was pretty screwed up, not that he paid much mind to it.
His feet scuffled along the pristine tiled floors, his gaze downcast as he walked as he currently didn't feel like he wanted to make eye contact with anyone. It was amazing how swift the moods could take him, and this one - though it had given plenty of warning, really - was still something of a surprise. Absently he glanced back over his shoulder in the direction of the room he'd left Charlie at, a frown furrowing his brow. It almost seemed like the guy was afraid of him now, and honestly Sascha couldn't figure out why. He certainly hadn't hurt him, nor had he really yelled at him either. Okay, so maybe he hadn't been the nicest person towards the end, but that was too bad. People could accept him as he was or they could just not and let that be an end to it. It wasn't like he wasn't used to not being accepted or liked, and it wasn't like he cared either...
How did you find us?: * is a site owner*
Activity Level (1 - 10): 4-10 - depends on day and mood. I'll always check in, but I may not always post when I'm checking in.
Sample Post:
(an excerpt from Nightmares and Daydreams - an asylum RP)
It was something of a relief when he left Charlie's company. Sure the other guy seemed nice enough, except for his rather skewed view of the world, but there was something about the nervous energy that seemed to pour off of him that made Sascha feel pretty uneasy himself. His hands shoved themselves almost viciously into his pockets, the tip of one of the plastic knives up his sleeves digging lightly into the soft skin on his inner forearm, his head absently shaking. It wasn't like he was really anyone to judge, right? Skewed view or not, maybe it could be said that his /own/ views on things could be considered skewed too. Certainly his desire to hurry back to his room so he could be alone with the plastic cutlery he'd stolen was pretty screwed up, not that he paid much mind to it.
His feet scuffled along the pristine tiled floors, his gaze downcast as he walked as he currently didn't feel like he wanted to make eye contact with anyone. It was amazing how swift the moods could take him, and this one - though it had given plenty of warning, really - was still something of a surprise. Absently he glanced back over his shoulder in the direction of the room he'd left Charlie at, a frown furrowing his brow. It almost seemed like the guy was afraid of him now, and honestly Sascha couldn't figure out why. He certainly hadn't hurt him, nor had he really yelled at him either. Okay, so maybe he hadn't been the nicest person towards the end, but that was too bad. People could accept him as he was or they could just not and let that be an end to it. It wasn't like he wasn't used to not being accepted or liked, and it wasn't like he cared either...
Trainer Info
Name - Sascha James Bryant
D.o.B - 11/5
Age - 16
Hair - Dark Brown, very nearly black.
Eyes - Blue
Height - 5'4"
Weight - 115 lbs
Class Level/Faculty Position - Apprentice
Trainer Gift/Talent - Type Affinity - Fire
Face Claim - Ash Stymest
Brief History -
Sascha is one of those people that seemed like he would be 'lost' to the system. Though his family loved (and still loves) him, they found his wildness more than difficult to handle, and on top of that his habits of self-harming, and other destructive behaviors scared both his parents and his siblings to the point where they began to fear for their lives. So it was that, at the age of ten (after his first suicide attempt), Sascha found himself moving from one mental institution to another - until the 'right' one was finally find.
This 'right' one was a private institution, one that provided education and treatment for people such as Sascha - and though he was not thrilled at being stuck in some white room, it seemed that their treatments seemed to be working. Or if they weren't, that Sascha was at least exhibiting some desire to try and make it work. This institution's treatment involved the use of pokemon, by teaching those interested the proper way to care and begin training them. This was when Sascha came into contact with Salamander for the very first time - a hungry, underweight, homeless growlithe skulking around the edges of the asylum's inner walls in search of food and shelter.
Now, Sascha, didn't know what got into him...but he'd been given a pokeball in the hopes that he'd capture a pidgey or some other small, seemingly harmless sort of pokemon - but the idea to try and capture this growlithe entered his head instead. Sascha took his time about it, slowly earning the pokemon's trust with bits of food, and nothing but the gentlest of touches when he was allowed. This took several months...but once such a thing was accomplished, he barely had to 'capture' Salamander at all - the growlithe apparently choosing to simply stay with Sascha instead.
A year was spent in the institution, and that year was spent trying to learn all he could until finally the trainers that volunteered there had to apologetically explain that he knew all that they could teach him. At first, Sascha was left feeling...hopeless, but then it was suggested that he apply for the Outreach Rehabilitation program - a program that worked with nearby schools that specified in teaching just the sorts of things he wanted to learn. So, after some hemming and hawing, he applied - and though he was expecting to get refused...he was accepted. Soon after that, he and Salamander found themselves landing in a place called Master's Academy, and though they're still not sure what to make of it (even after months of being present in the school), they are slowly learning to adjust.
Personality Points -
- Unpredictable - A nice way of saying he might be more than just slightly emotionally unstable. When he's up, he's up, when he's down, he's down, and there aren't really too many external 'tells as to exactly what a person will receive.
- Cocky - The boy has no fear. He doesn't care if a person is bigger, tougher, or just plain meaner than him - if he decides he doesn't like you, then he won't bother to pretend he does - and because of this, Sascha can seem cocky and rude.
- From Brain to Mouth - He does not often choose to think before he speaks, if ever, so generally what you get is what first enters into his mind...and if it's a rude thing that he's thinking, well, Sascha won't apologize to try and make things 'better'.
- Kleptomaniac - He doesn't think of it as stealing, just borrowing long term, and though he doesn't tend to steal big things or important things, it can be a nuisance if one is looking for a pen or a magnet and Sascha has filled his pockets with that person's supply.
- Self-loathing - Sascha might not seem like it, but this boy does not much like himself at all. It doesn't matter if the world tells him otherwise - deep down, Sascha thinks he is an unworthy person.
- Self-Medicating - As part of a rehabilitation program from a local group of mental institutions, Sascha is on a strict medication schedule. However, he doesn't enjoy the way the pills take away all of his emotions and make him feel like just an empty husk. So more often than not, Sascha pockets the pills and chooses other methods to 'cope'. His favorite two are cutting, and sexual promiscuity - though there are other little things he does to also help him 'cope'.
- Promiscuous - Sascha is pansexual, and as a result doesn't really have a 'type'. He likes boys and girls, and it doesn't matter to him which gender takes an interest in him. He is, however, notoriously unfaithful - finding it difficult to pin himself down to just one person, so anyone seeking out a normal, healthy relationship with him will need to be patient. Very, very patient and forgiving. There are psycholigical reasons for this particular trait, but not ones he is aware of.
- Responsible (conditional) - Though he seems like the last person one could rely on for anything, Sascha does take some things seriously (especially his pokemon). And the things he takes seriously are the things that he will do anything not to screw up or get taken away from him.
Character Notes - Sascha's arms and legs are riddled with scars from his cutting, including two very thick ones - one on each wrist - from the aforementioned suicide attempt. Generally he wears long sleeves to cover them up, but he's also tattooed in the places where these scars are so they look like less than they may seem. Also, Sascha works part time in the Pokemon Center - generally cleaning up after the patients left there for long periods of time, and exercising those that are able to be. He also assists in holding pokemon in place for shots, and other small tasks that don't require education to be done.
Pokèmon Info
Note: Student characters should have no more than 2, Non-instructor faculty no more than 5, and instructor characters no more than 11, and or subtract Pokèmon character outline as needed
Pokèmon #1
Note: Artwork does not belong to Sascha or to any member of MA. The original image links to this DA - myiiuki.deviantart.com/ - in the search. I am not sure if it's correct but again, I do not claim to be the creator of this piece.
Species: Growlithe
Name: Salamander
Gender: Male
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Height: 2'04"
Weight: 41.9 lbs
Colorations/markings: Normal
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Personality:
Salamander is a bit unpredictable. Sure he's friendly, and incredibly outgoing - but this little growlithe has a temper on him too, and it can be triggered just as easily by pulling on his tail when he doesn't want it as it can be by ticking his beloved trainer off. Sal also seems to have no concept of 'bigger or badder' than him - meaning he's not shy about picking fights with pokemon that could easily kick his butt, and he's also not shy about losing a fight so long as he leaves a few marks in the process. He can be cuddly, especially with Sascha, but outsiders very rarely get to see that side as he's constantly on the alert for anyone that would make like difficult for his human. Because of this, he can seem standoffish and aggressive - but really he's just very watchful. Especially around unknown pokemon.
Stats:
- Speed: 4
- Stamina: 4
- Defense: 3
- Attack: 6
