Post by faceofbear on Aug 12, 2010 17:40:35 GMT -5
SOREN • KAFKA
Shrill as a choir of children, urgent like the first day of may.
• Labels Do Not Define Me •
Name: Soren Kafka
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Status: Trainer
• On The Outside Looking In •
Hair: Black hair, disheveled into an odd mess of spiking patterns. Nearly always looks different.
Eyes: A golden hazel color, almost venturing into a deep yellow.
Scars/Markings: None.
General Appearance: Soren is an rather average looking person, his cheerful disposition is the first thing most people notice. Almost always smiling, it is hard to catch him on an ‘off day.’ As such he is often giving off the aura of a nice guy. His build is average, athletic. He can take prolonged running and activity fairly well, almost never complaining of being tired. This is due to his long life of kendo before becoming a trainer. His attire is an average white shirt, black pants combination. No distinguishing markings and Soren prefers it that way, as well on his belt is the six slots to hold his pokeballs. As for height he stands at a reasonable five feet teen inches, a bit taller than average for his age but none the less he is within reasonable stature. One thing to note is that females often find his face attractive, as well as his personality and as such he is often dragged into rough situations with them.
• There's More Than Meets The Eye •
Likes: Walking, catching new pokemon, great food!
Dislikes: Hatred of any kind, injustice, crabs.
Strengths: Kind hearted and courageous. Soren will never leave a friend alone.
Weaknesses: His heart. At the same time he is incredibly good, it is also susceptible to being taken advantage of.
Personality: Soren is probably the most upbeat guy you could ever meet. The silver lining is always right within his eyes, he grabs for it day to day. He shows a deep compassion for strangers, even more for his friends. He could never leave them this includes his pokemon. As such he has become the sort of problem solver and protector for his friends and family; if in trouble they come to him. He isn’t overly respectful but when the situation calls for it he knows how to lay it on. As well in a battle he always tried to encourage his pokemon, to push them past their limit and it mostly comes out to great effect.
• I Am What I Own •
Items: Wooden sword strapped to his back.
Pokemon:
• How I Became Who I Am •
Family: Jean Kafka (Father), Simone Kafka (Mother)
History: A tranquil child at birth, Soren was always a happy camper. He could never be put down even as a child. While learning to walk he refused to give up, much to the chagrin of his parents. He would often get hurt trying to do more then he was clearly able to. The small village he was born into was barely on the map, the only thing they had was a dojo for kendo techniques. Taking an early liking to this Soren decided from an early age it was his calling of sorts. His father wanted him to be an author, much like himself, however whenever he was supposed to be doing a writing exercise he was practicing in the back yard. Swinging a stick through the air as he had often seen exhibited by some of the masters of said dojo.
His mother and father finally decided to enroll Soren into the dojo, seeing his passion for that rather then the life of a scholar. The only catch was that Soren was not to stray away from his studies at all, a promise which he kept. While training at the dojo, Soren got his first interaction with pokemon. Some of the more humanoid ones like Hitmonchan and the lot were being trained here to fight like a samurai, much like him. Rather then be intimidated Soren made friends with every pokemon around him. Also helping them out and in turn they helped him perfect his swings. Breaking through the language barrier, his personality allowed him to flourish.
As he grew up however, Soren began to get a deep wanderlust. He wanted to see the world, there had to be more to it. Deciding this after some research, he would set out on a pokemon adventure of his very own finally. A bit of a late bloomer so to speak, the master of the dojo gave him his prized wooden sword that he carries to this day. Before setting out to the profs. lab, his mother hugged him tight and his father wished him luck. With that it was sealed, Soren the swordsman would set out to have an adventure of his very own in the wide open world. Time will tell what sorts of adventures he has awaiting him, however regardless of the danger Soren is only excited.
Other:
Other Characters: XXX
Shrill as a choir of children, urgent like the first day of may.
• Labels Do Not Define Me •
Name: Soren Kafka
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Status: Trainer
• On The Outside Looking In •
Hair: Black hair, disheveled into an odd mess of spiking patterns. Nearly always looks different.
Eyes: A golden hazel color, almost venturing into a deep yellow.
Scars/Markings: None.
General Appearance: Soren is an rather average looking person, his cheerful disposition is the first thing most people notice. Almost always smiling, it is hard to catch him on an ‘off day.’ As such he is often giving off the aura of a nice guy. His build is average, athletic. He can take prolonged running and activity fairly well, almost never complaining of being tired. This is due to his long life of kendo before becoming a trainer. His attire is an average white shirt, black pants combination. No distinguishing markings and Soren prefers it that way, as well on his belt is the six slots to hold his pokeballs. As for height he stands at a reasonable five feet teen inches, a bit taller than average for his age but none the less he is within reasonable stature. One thing to note is that females often find his face attractive, as well as his personality and as such he is often dragged into rough situations with them.
• There's More Than Meets The Eye •
Likes: Walking, catching new pokemon, great food!
Dislikes: Hatred of any kind, injustice, crabs.
Strengths: Kind hearted and courageous. Soren will never leave a friend alone.
Weaknesses: His heart. At the same time he is incredibly good, it is also susceptible to being taken advantage of.
Personality: Soren is probably the most upbeat guy you could ever meet. The silver lining is always right within his eyes, he grabs for it day to day. He shows a deep compassion for strangers, even more for his friends. He could never leave them this includes his pokemon. As such he has become the sort of problem solver and protector for his friends and family; if in trouble they come to him. He isn’t overly respectful but when the situation calls for it he knows how to lay it on. As well in a battle he always tried to encourage his pokemon, to push them past their limit and it mostly comes out to great effect.
• I Am What I Own •
Items: Wooden sword strapped to his back.
- Pokeball (5)
- Full Heal (4)
- Pokedex
- Town Map
- TM Case
- Berry Bag
Pokemon:
• How I Became Who I Am •
Family: Jean Kafka (Father), Simone Kafka (Mother)
History: A tranquil child at birth, Soren was always a happy camper. He could never be put down even as a child. While learning to walk he refused to give up, much to the chagrin of his parents. He would often get hurt trying to do more then he was clearly able to. The small village he was born into was barely on the map, the only thing they had was a dojo for kendo techniques. Taking an early liking to this Soren decided from an early age it was his calling of sorts. His father wanted him to be an author, much like himself, however whenever he was supposed to be doing a writing exercise he was practicing in the back yard. Swinging a stick through the air as he had often seen exhibited by some of the masters of said dojo.
His mother and father finally decided to enroll Soren into the dojo, seeing his passion for that rather then the life of a scholar. The only catch was that Soren was not to stray away from his studies at all, a promise which he kept. While training at the dojo, Soren got his first interaction with pokemon. Some of the more humanoid ones like Hitmonchan and the lot were being trained here to fight like a samurai, much like him. Rather then be intimidated Soren made friends with every pokemon around him. Also helping them out and in turn they helped him perfect his swings. Breaking through the language barrier, his personality allowed him to flourish.
As he grew up however, Soren began to get a deep wanderlust. He wanted to see the world, there had to be more to it. Deciding this after some research, he would set out on a pokemon adventure of his very own finally. A bit of a late bloomer so to speak, the master of the dojo gave him his prized wooden sword that he carries to this day. Before setting out to the profs. lab, his mother hugged him tight and his father wished him luck. With that it was sealed, Soren the swordsman would set out to have an adventure of his very own in the wide open world. Time will tell what sorts of adventures he has awaiting him, however regardless of the danger Soren is only excited.
Other:
Other Characters: XXX
