by ItsKuroKuro » Tue Dec 17, 2013 3:12 am
Name: Melanie Jornate
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Class: Professional Photographer(Both Human and Pokemon Photographs)
Appearance: Long, Wavy black hair that reaches the bottom of her shoulder blades. She usually wears two twisting braids down in front of her shoulders that reach her 38b-Cup breasts. The rest of her raven hair falls down her back or in her face. She is a tad on the short side standing at 5'6. She has a narrow waist line that curves slightly into her stomach and then out to her breasts. She has a light tan-ish complexion, with deep, emerald green eyes. ((If i left anything out let me know!))
Personality: She's a very laid-back girl, despite traveling all her life and all the stresses that brings. Locally she's known as a Joker, and lots of the time she drips with sarcasm. Not much serious bite or edge to it. Can be forgetful, at times.
Hometown: Undella Town
Starter Pokemon: Vulpix (I thought that you said any pokemon could be your starter as long as its in its first form and not legendary. If vulpix is a problem just say so!)
Background: Ever since she was young, Melanie has had to move around from place to place, due to her mother's job as a professional model. She was born in Nimbasa City, moved to the White Forest at age 5, relocated to Castellia at age 8, and at age 13 had to move all the way to Opulecid! As such, she's seen quite a few things for someone so young! But as she grew older, Melanie realized that she was forgetting some of her favorite memories... Like friends, and places, and views, and the wondrous things out there that only someone who has been around everywhere could see. So, naturally, also being surrounded by her mom's cameramen, she took an interest in photography! She received her first little handheld camera from a friend of her mother as a 7th birthday gift. Ever since then she knew what she wanted to do with her life! Melanie became a natural with a camera, and she and her favorite tool were inseparable.
On the move to Opulecid, there was plenty of time for sight seeing. The surrounding forest was beautiful, and the bridge between Routes 10 and 11 had a good view down river and into a serene bay. They made a small camp, (a ritual for Melanie and her mother on long trips) just past the bridge on route 11. At nightfall, Melanie's mother fell asleep quickly. When the young trouble maker saw the full and glorious moon in the sky, she figured this would be the perfect time to sneak away and score some perfect shots! So, after double checking her mother's deep and restful breaths, she stole away with nothing but her camera. Now, Melanie may not have planned on going far, but her camerawoman's instinct had other ideas. After a few boring minutes taking pictures of the peaceful view into the bay from the bridge, Melanie decided that she was nowhere near done taking pictures. So, she crossed the bridge into route 10, and ducked into the surrounding wooded areas. She wandered aimlessly, marking where she had and hadn't been by breaking low hanging branches, and leaving them pointing in the opposite direction in which she was traveling. Eventually, she came to a clearing in the woods, and saw a single, mystical Vulpix, standing atop a chopped tree trunk right in the middle of the glade. It appeared to be staring in Melanie's direction, perhaps sensing an intruder in the natural forest world. The intruder, realizing maybe venturing into a place where wild pokemon were in abundance wasn't the best of ideas, freezes in her place. Her hands twitch, and very slowly, inch by inch, she brings the camera up to her face, peering through the eye piece. The camera focuses on the now curious fox pokemon, which is tilting its head at the now obvious newcomer. Its likely this Vulpix has never seen a human before. Something akin to the smallest of smiles breaks on the creature's face. Melanie taps the button, and snaps the photo. And for a moment, it seemed like everything was going to be okay, until she heard the growls.
When Melanie turned to run, she almost dropped her camera. When she was sure that she had a full grip on the device, not daring lose a lifetime of memories, she took off at a dead sprint, not even stopping to see how the Vulpix had reacted to the photo. Nor did she think it necessary to identify the owner of the growls. Huffing and puffing, trying her best to retrace her steps and not slow down, Melanie started to worry that she wouldn't make it back to her mother. Her luck ran out when Melanie chanced a glance back to see if she was still being pursued. Not paying attention to her forward path, the terrified girl ran straight into a fallen tree in the path, and fell face first into the forest ground. Groaning and stunned from her fall, she didn't have time to focus and recuperate before she felt paws land on her back, hard. Before she could react, claws extended from the previously furry pads of feet, and the creature proceeded to tear her shirt to ribbons. Melanie gasps sharply as she began to feel something hard, yet squishy like skin press into her bare back through the strips of clothing left. Now, despite being the ripe age of 13, Melanie knew what sex was. And she knew about basic needs, and how pokemon and humans had more or less the same needs-Sex being one of them. She knew full and well what this beast planned to do...and she would admit later to herself that she had mixed feelings about it, not just disgust. She always hoped that the other feeling was curiosity, and not something...more. As it happened, however, she would never know. That fateful night, when the mysterious pokemon(of what kind specifically, to this day she had no idea.) had her pinned down, its lust obvious and proof poking her in the back, the Vulpix appeared, as if out of nowhere. With her view constricted to the ground and very limited when she tried to look up, she didn't really know what happened next. But she felt an intense heat on her back, felt the prick leave her skin with an odd feeling of wanting tainted where it had pressed, and heard a yelp. And then she blacked out.
When she awoke the next morning, she was curled up in her tent with a mildly ripped top, and a warm Vulpix snuggled into her side. Her mother actually didn't ask many questions, and Melanie was all fine with that. "I remember meeting my first pokemon..." She murmured mischievously to her daughter when questioned about why she felt it was okay to just randomly bring a pokemon along with them on their journey, no questions asked. And from then on, photographer and pokemon were never found far from each other. The picture turned out great.
Being a model is good money! And soon, Melanie's mother had enough cash to retire to a life of relative ease. And so she did. 3 years after meeting her Vulpix, they made one last trip, from Opulecid to Undella, and purchased a simple townhouse by the bay. And finally Melanie had a substantially permanent home. But her love of photography never faded. She made plenty of friends and worked part time to save up some money until she was old enough to travel on her own. And, when both her and her mother figured it was time for Melanie to move on and have adventures of her own, that's what she planned to do.Today is Melanie's 16th birthday. And also her last day in Undella for some time.
((Thanks for reading! tell me if anything is too long or too short, or anything else thats wrong and if i have a spot on reserved. ><" Thanks!))