Post by LARKFUR on Dec 1, 2013 23:16:26 GMT -5
JULIAN FISCHER | ||||||||
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APPEARANCE julian is your stereotypical germanic male, with blue eyes as bright as a highlighter, wheaten hair, and skin whiter than white can be, to his dismay. there's nothing worse than looking like a ghost compared to all your darker skinned classmates. sure, he could try tanning to put on a bit of color, but not before receiving a wickedly painful sunburn that keeps him whining for a week. nah, he'll stick to his sunscreen and pasty skin, thank you. as for his eyes and hair, well, he could thank his dad for that. the whole european look got him quite a few gals back in the day (also known as fourth grade). since he has the metabolism of a preteen boy, his weight commonly fluctuates. one week, he'll be skin and bones and the next, he'll look like a munchlax. most commonly, however, julian will have a childish chubby face and a plump body, which is the body type he's most comfortable with. the most ugly feature he has, in his own opinion, is his eyebrows. they're like two angry caterpillars that decided to make a home on his face. when he first began to realize they were kinda, well, furry monstrosities, he tried the first thing his nine year old mentality found logical: he shaved them off. and as it turned out, living without eyebrows for a month wasn't much fun. to make matters worse, the hair seemed to grow back thicker and darker than ever, making him look like a miniature version of herman munster. after that life-scarring incident (in which he cried for a week straight, no matter what he tells anyone else), he decided just to pretend they didn't exist. if anyone makes fun of them, he just acts like he has no idea what they're talking about. right before he gets a hair cut, he might hide them from view with his long bangs, but normally they're on display for the world to see. now, julian might care about his appearance facial-wise, but he cannot force himself to worry about clothing. after all, they're just pieces of cloth that people use to hide their genitalia. what's the point of going past the basic necessities? if it were up to julian, he's run around in a loincloth and sandals, but nooo, his mother had to force 'socially acceptable' ideals on him. and so, he wears practically only one outfit that his mother thought was simply adorable: a sailor uniform. or, well, a four year old version of a sailor uniform. yeah, you can laugh, but the older ladies totally eat it all up. occasionally, he'll switch it out for casual or formal clothes, but on the most part, he can't be found out of it. unless he's naked, i guess. | ||||||||
PERSONALITY julian is a bit of a shit. he's self-centered, loud mouthed, and has the very annoying habit of referring to anyone and everybody as 'dude', something that drove his dad nuts whenever they spent time together. however, it's not like he has no good points. he's honest to a fault and a pretty devoted friend, once he takes a liking to someone. also, he might think he knows everything about them, but he can't really understand pokemon when they try to talk. it just sounds like a big mush of sounds to him, so he can be pretty stupid when it comes to what they're trying to tell him. picture it as lassy trying to tell ma and pa what happened to timmy. it takes forever for them to figure out that he fell down a well, right? right. SELF CENTERED - to julian, the world revolves around him. he can't quite make himself care much about anyone else's feelings or what they want. then again, he's also thirteen. and thirteen year olds are assholes. maybe one day he'll be able to force himself to do something he doesn't want for someone else, but at the moment, he's just find tugging everyone in the direction where he wants to go. LOUD - oh god, you could hear him from a mile away. he doesn't seem to realize that you can adjust the volume of your voice, so he's always stuck on one level, which is practically screaming. okay, that's an exaggeration, but on the most part when he speaks, you'll want to tell him 'shhh!' like a granny at a library. as a result, being sneaky is not his forte. HONEST - if julian has any positive qualities, it's that he always tells what he's thinking. he doesn't sugar coat anything with sweet words or kind comments. he'll tell you outright if you're a douchebag, and won't be shy about saying it. sure, it can seem pretty rude at first, but it's not like he's being mean (although he does like that, too). he's just stating what he really feels about you. DEVOTED - julian likes having friends. he really does. he enjoys fooling around with buddies and having a blast. however, he also finds it pretty embarrassing to show affection, so he does the next best thing: he just doesn't leave you. he'll stick to you like glue, hoping you'll catch the hint that he appreciates your company, just 'cause he doesn't want to say it aloud. STUPID - alright, he can't really help his level of intelligence, but for someone who grew up in such a nice home, you'd think he'd put a little more effort into his studies, especially in the pokemon field, but nah. he never really bothered to try to understand all the mumbo jumbo that passes out of the little beasts' mouths. it just sounds like, well, y'know, animal sounds. growls, hisses, barks, meows. he doesn't really get how all the other trainers can translate it into english. crazy. | ||||||||
HISTORY julian's mom was a cinderella story in the flesh. she was a poor girl living on a day-to-day basis, and he was a wealthy young man who found a diamond in the rough. they met at a party that her friends dragged her to, and after a small conversation, the chemistry between them was clear. happily ever after, right? ha ha. nope. see, let me explain. charlotte smith was not planning on marrying her future husband that night, or really, ever. see, there was a reason why she was struggling with her bills in the first place: she was a free spirit. she didn't like to have to conform to anything, even if it's a good idea in the long run, such as, y'know, a good paying job. it was too boring, too monotone for her tastes. everything had to be excitement and adventure. she had dreams of traveling the world and finding a place for herself in life. however, those dreams came to a sudden halt a few weeks after scoring with that rich hottie. her period failed to arrive, and a store bought pregnancy test told her she was going to be a mommy. stefan fischer fell in lust with a charming girl he met at a party. sure, she wasn't the prettiest (her eyebrows were practically an inch thick!), but she was witty and flirty, and soon her looks didn't even matter. of course, he didn't love her - he only knew her for about an hour at the time, jeez - but a night with a pleasing lady didn't seem like a life long commitment at the time. and it wasn't, for at least five weeks after the fact, until he got a phone call from someone he hadn't expected: charlotte. she said she was pregnant, and she didn't know what to do, and oh shit what was his father going to say? see, we said before stefan was pretty well endowed (not like that, stupid), but never how he came to be wealthy. his family, the fischers', are an old money sort of people. all the members circle around one, huge business located in germany that sells fish and fish-like products. get it? well, i thought it was funny. anyways, that sort of rich folk tend to be a bit... patriarchal. simply, stefan's daddy had all the power, and if he caught wind that his baby boy knocked some random girl up, he would be having skitties. and so, the answer to his problem was obvious: marry the girl and pretend it was all planned from the beginning. charlotte wasn't up and at 'ems about tying the knot with a man she barely knew, but it wasn't like she had much of a choice. she was nineteen without a steady income or much family to help her raise a child. yeah, she guessed she could've tried getting an abortion, but she wasn't thinking at the time. she was scared. she was only a bit more than a child herself, and here she was stuck with something she wasn't sure she could take care of. and what about her future? what about all the adventures she was going to go on, with a sassy pokemon pal at her side for company? the rich blonde guy asking her hand in marriage seemed like a blessing at the time. boy, was she going to regret it. approximately seven months after, julian stefan fischer entered the world. he was born to a carefree mom and a strict, but normally working busy schedules, dad. with all the money floating over his head, julian really couldn't become anything but a spoiled little shit. he was a hellion in his youth (he does not seem to realize he is still in his youth) and absolutely drove his mother insane. she had no experience with child rearing, and having such a difficult first was definitely not helping. it was within his fourth year that she decided she was never going to have another child again. hell, if she had to, she'd avoid having sexual relations with men all together. who said she couldn't keep her options open to the same sex? well, if she ever divorced from the fischer family, which was most likely not happening any time soon. julian was around eight years old when his obsession with pokemon began. to little boys, nothing is cooler than animals breathing fire and blowing things up, and that was precisely what many pokemon did on the tournament channels. sure, he'd seen plenty of pokemon before - the local sentret that ate through everyone's garbage, the neighbor's spoiled delcatty, the little seedots that fall from the trees and scare him half to death - but nothing quite so fighting worthy. they didn't have anything like the intimidating charizards or blastoise that the tv showed. on his tenth birthday, he got his first pokemon: a little teddiursa that his mother liked to call yogi bear, usually giggling. he didn't understand the joke, but his mom just sighed and shook her head, muttering about kids these days and what they're missing. the little teddy bear pokemon was simply adorable and as sweet as honey, so of course, julian immediately started fighting it, making it swipe at trees or chase away the stray meowths. he was satisfied for a couple years, like someone who had finally gotten the toy they were craving for, until he realized quite, well, how girly and sissy yogi was. he was too cool for something that cried every time it scraped its paw. his mother took over the hazel pokemon, and they've been the best of pals since. one day, his mother was (yet again) watching the travel channel and forcing her only child to spend time with her. he was bored to tears up and trying to figure out how difficult it would be to choke himself to death with the blanket wrapped around his waist when the program about the mysste region popped up on the screen. almost immediately, his interest was peaked. the young man on the television spoke of beautiful sights and peaceful walks, but also of the wide variety of pokemon and powerful gym leaders. it even talked about the ominous group nightshade, and the heroes of the region, lumyn. being a normal thirteen year old, julian found himself rooting for the good guys. maybe in his goth stage he would sympathize with nightshade, but that was a few years too far into the future. so, julian turned to his mom and said, 'mom, we have to go there. seriously.' now, normally, a responsible adult would absolutely refuse such a difficult request. mysste was a dangerous place, full of villains, war, and things that could most likely harm her child. a responsible adult would scowl at their son, and scorn them for such a ridiculous idea, telling them about how quickly they could get killed in such a place, or stolen from, or kidnapped, or any sort of thing. a responsible adult would never allow their child to explore strange lands and cities without supervision. however, charlotte fischer was not a responsible adult. charlotte had grown up living independently, completely ignoring her parent's existing and doing whatever she pleased. she would prowl the towns late at night, smoke with shady groups, and make out with any stranger that showed a bit of interest. she supposed as long as julian was just playing with monsters and not having sex with older men, well, she was doing a better job than her own mother had done. and so, with a single call to her husband to alert him of their 'vacation', the two sailed to mysste. while her son was off endangering his life (with his cellphone, of course, so she could at least pretend to be watching out for her only child), charlotte decided to go on her own adventure and cruise about the island with alcoholic drinks in hand and yogi at her side. julian said goodbye to his mother, pocketed the bit of change she gave him and making sure he had his pajamas, and left to birchfall town, where the brochure kindly told him that pokemon were being given out. for a rich kid, julian sure didn't mind free stuff. | ||||||||
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