GOIRDANO, KASH.

[micah]

Kash • Christiano • Goirdano

• On The Outside Looking In •
img cred by: ~ang-era at deviantart
Finally it's my time to be lonely, and lost, unloved and I can't wait.

• Labels Do Not Define Me •

Name:Kash Christiano Goirdano.
Age: 21.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Status: Trainer.

Hair: Dirty Blonde.
Eyes: Icy Blue.
Scars/Markings: A small indentation on the back of his right calf from falling down a hill at the age of seven.
General Appearance: Kash grew to a height of about five feet and eleven inches, not a complete giant but towering over most who came past him. This above average height caused the poor kid to become hostile during his younger years; He had always been taller growing up, most called him names, others tripped him, causing him misery. Once others caught up in height during his adolescence, they accepted him and everything turned for the better. His hair was almost a dirty blonde in color, but most would call it a blonde. It was styled in a spiked shape. His skin was a pretty pale, he didn't care how he looked though. His face was round, almost like a plump grape, but when it reached his cheeks it smoothed out, showing a prominent cheek bone and a distinct diamond like chin. His nose was small, and very pointy, he did not have a crow’s beak though, what a lucky break for him. Most prude people obtained this nose for being such jerks.

His body figure was slim, he usually only ate when he remembered that food was essential to survive. He found it the best way to stay to not gain much weight, after a while he just wasn’t very hungry. His muscles were almost non-existent, the only muscles you could see were in his calves from the amount of walking he did.

• There's More Than Meets The Eye •

Likes: Oceans, Water, Pools, Alcohol, Drugs, Music, Playing the Guitar & Violin, Training Pokemon, Women, Cigarettes, His Family, Writing, Reading, Sarcasm.
Dislikes: Needles, Clowns, Free-Falling, Country Music, Rap Music, Normal Pokemon, Poor Hygiene, Ignorant People, Annoying People, Arachnids.
Strengths: Level-Headed (Most Of The Time), Confident, Bright.
Weaknesses: Rude, Secretly Wants To Be Loved, Feels Alone, Lacks Real Emotion, Mind Can’t Focus When He’s Furious.
Personality:
Kash is what people would usually call a’ bigot’ in the sense that he thinks whatever he’s doing is the correct way in doing things and everyone else’s opinion didn’t matter to him. Granted, these people were using the word incorrectly but he didn’t want to correct them. Their were dictionaries for a reason, stupid idiots. If you had to take all of what Kash was and believed in and tried to muster up the correct word that accurately depicted the trainer, you would spend many years trying to combine words such as ‘sex-god, overconfident, can back his shit up and dashing good looks into one giant word, so they’ve decided that calling him Kash was more then enough and gave up their feat many years ago.

With age, Kash matured into this sort of lucky teenager who just had all the luck and confidence that he would need for a lifetime. It was amazing how easily this young boy could tear apart someone’s self-confidence in a matter of seconds. He would show them of their insecurities, the few things they feared most in life and growing up and would display it for the entire world to see. In time people learned that if you were having a bad day, Kash was not the kid to try and pick on because he would make you feel like crap, it was better to enjoy his company and that’s how he kept his friends. Kash was usually the center-of-attention with the chaotic stories of his escapades with woman to the shenanigans and drunken stupors his buddies and him would get into. No matter what it was assured that whenever you hung out with Kash it was sure to be a good time. The golden boy of Trainers (a ongoing gag joke for the past three years) was a social magnet attracting all sorts of attention to him and his mates.

Despite having a huge ego, he could sometimes show small signs of being human when his friends really needed it. A sort of laughter is the best medicine sort of guy, trying to make sure that his circle of friends were content with life at all time, who needed tears and sadness when all of that could be easily avoided? Now many people ask Kash how he’s able to remain so calm with his ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude when it came to life but it wasn’t that at all. Life was one huge acid trip, sometimes it gave you this huge high and sometimes it sent you deep into a huge k-hole just because it was feeling like you needed a reality check. Kash never contemplated on the ‘what ifs’ in life because whatever he wanted he got. With his dead parents gone he had as much money as he needed. Every summer and winter his grandmother and him would go on trips and enjoy the world by living with the motto: Live Life to the Fullest. Although with his life being one huge high, he never did truly appreciate and thank all the people who helped him be who he was now. He still doesn’t because it’s been his life style for such a long time. When life was handed to you on a silver platter, why take time to appreciate the little things in life

Kash did have one huge sweet tooth for women, it was like that was his kryptonite and he wanted to just have his way with all of them. He enjoyed sex but he usually never felt anything other then his orgasm (which was enough for him). A real Casanova, he was able to pull off a sweet guy routine and get them to let him into their panties.
Attending a pokemon trainer academy for almost all of his life he’s used to getting the easy way out because his parents have money and lots of it. Despite the fact that he was pretty much a huge douchebag, when it came to training he took a more sympathetic/militaristic route by showing his pokemon compassion yet training them hard and showing them that they couldn’t have mercy when they fought. This brought Kash high in tournaments in the academy but he could never win because he missed a certain quality. He didn’t mind though, after he would shack up with some random girl.

After all, this is Kash Goirdano we are talking about; he pretty much can get whoever and whatever he wants without any hesitation.

• I Am What I Own •

Items: A sterling silver necklace that is able to hold a pokeball.
Pokemon: None.

• How I Became Who I Am •

Family: Kuba Goirdano [Father]
Emily Goridano [Mother]
Sebastian Goirdano [Brother]
Derrick Goirdano [Brother]
Rory Goirdano [Brother]
Cassadee Goirdano [Sister]
History: The Goirdano family has always been full of an appetite for life, whether it came form pokemon or just normal daily things such as sports or the arts, each one of them usually focused on one thing. His mother had been a well-known pokemon baker, being able to whip up whatever she wanted and it turning out beautiful. Kash’s father was a pokemon gym leader back in the day and he taught his sons and daughters to appreciate pokemon. This was many years ago and Kash’s father was living through a mid-life crisis and sent all of his siblings to an academy. This is where Kash stayed during all of his schooling learning all the basic essentials of pokemon tactics. He even had a team he raised there and unfortunately had to leave at the school for training purposes. He shrugged it off, but later on realized that those were his glory days. He did whatever he wanted and did things that would cause his ancestors to turn in their graves.

Kash Goirdano still had his complex that made him think that he was better then everyone, he didn’t mean to but after years of being treated like he was on top what would make him think otherwise? His family attempted to intervene and tried to stop it but he wouldn’t listen. The only thing that would hopefully help the poor kid out of his terrible funk would be pokemon.
Other: He’s a super anal trainer and only catches pokemon that he truly needs / plans on leveling.
Other Characters:Not Applicable.

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