Post by Larky~ on Feb 6, 2010 22:10:36 GMT -6
The Name's
Katamaze "Jamba" Onrin
They Call Me
Jamba or Kata
I'm At Age
11
My Gender Is
Male
My Professions Are
Trainer, Collector, Martial Artist
What Do I Look Like? Haven't Looked In A Mirror In A While..
Katamaze "Jamba" Onrin is something fierce looking, that's for sure. Its easier to break a description down into parts, so let's start with his face.
Kata's head is shaped in a lion-like manner, a stick-out muzzle containing many razor-like teeth that he can use to his advantage in self defense. His nose is small and triangular, soft and pink- though it still blends in nicely with his blue-and-black face; though, its mostly blue. The only trace of black is a widening stripe leading up to his fluffy brown hair, which often is all sticking up in spikes. A white headband with a crimson circle separateds his hair and his head, except for the small tuft of hair that curls over it by his round ear on either side. Sprouting from the back of this headband are two long ribbons, also white, which are often twitching on his back- though fly when he does. His eyes are a caramel brown, always burning with a fierce determination or happiness.
The torso is next.
Katamaze is strongly built, being a well-muscled figure. He'll normally be seen wearing a black t-shirt with gold on the seams, though sometimes he'll wear a one with orange for the base. His arms are thickly furred with black, as is his back. Halfway down his forearm on either side, a bandage wrapping will start, and the bandage covers all except for his fingers, which are blue. His arm strength is a bit beyond what a normal human's could be, though that is because he is a pokemorph.
Lastly, the hips down.
Katamaze's legs are about as well muscled as his arms, due to both training and pokemon origin. His belt is a rather puffy thing with a drawsting, attatched to his pants. On both pairs it is white with a gold square on it, which goes nicely with whatever he's wearing. His pants, which will either be black or orange with gold seams, reach about five inches above his knees. His fluffy black fur can be seen on the front of his quadriceps, fraying out at the knee. His shin area is blue, though most of it is covered by a red sock with gold edging, which allows his heel and white-clawed toes to show.
Katamaze, or "Jamba", is also blessed with a tail. It is long and silky black, like his hair and some of his fur- and is tipped with a big, fluffy golden ornament of hair. This tail equalizes his upper body balance with his lower body balance, making him very hard to knock off of his feet.
It's Who I Am And Always Will Be...
Jamba is a fun-loving guy, and good around children. He loves to play and wrestle with his pokemon, and he takes it into consideration how easy it is to hurt some of them, so he is a very gentle boy. He spends most of his other spare time training, not only his pokemon, but himself. He harbors a first degree black belt, and knows his Five Animal Kung Fu, Bagua, Longfist, Xing Yi and Tai Chi well enough to run through it and improve himself. He doesn't mind when his pokemon point out his flaws or mistakes, and he just laughs his deep laugh. Its very contangeous, his laugh it- and he and his pokemon will all end up cracking up together until he calms down.
Jamba will do his Chi Gong in the morning and at night, which is probably why he's always so happy and hyper. Though, is IS capable of putting on his serious face, so don't think he's always the playful lion cub he appears to be. If you hurt his pokemon or his family, you're in for a shock.. Literally. He can zap you dead and eat you for dinner if he wanted to... Though, he'll normally just give you enough voltage to get you to stop. He's never been able to bring himself to actually kill anything- that's not his nature.
Jamba likes to talk, and is usually good about keeping in touch with friends and family. He'll give his mother and father a call every week or so, just to check on them- call each of his close friends at least once a month, so they all know he's alright. Even though he has a lot of self defense skills, they still worry for him.. He's only eleven.
It Can Be Hard TO Recall, But Here's My Best Summary...
Jamba was born in a haystack, during a fierce blizzard that nearly killed him in his first days of life. Barely clinging, he was protected by his mother and father, and their Luxray who provided for them. It was his fault for that, though, since he decided to come on their way to the infirmary in town.
The blizzard subsided on his second week of life, and he opened his eyes when they first took him outside. He was a pitiful little scrap at the time, rather scrawny due to the malnutrition- he hadn't been able to get any vegetables, only meat Himaru brought them and his mother's milk.
He loved the sight of the snow, glistening silver in the pale moonlight. Even though he can only remember what his mother told him of that night, he knew in his heart that it had been the best day in his young life. He got to play in the snow, thick fur keeping him warm; he even got to ride on Himaru's back on the way home, though at the time he was very tired and fell asleep halfway back to their humble home.
Jamba grew up in Blackthorn, a town in Johto where Himaru, his family's one pokemon, a Luxray, was a completely new species there. They had moved from Sinnoh before he was born and pretty much surprised everyone in the neighborhood, since they were Luxray pokemorphs and had brought their beloved Luxray with them. The gym leader there took intrest in the lion pokemon, but didn't offer for her because she trainer draconic pokemon, not electric types.
He got to know Claire really well, since she visited often. She taught hism some fighting skills at an early age, which he enjoyed greatly. He even got to meet her pokemon, which was pretty cool to him. His parents were worried that he'd be mean as he matured, however he was as kind as could be, despite the brutal training when he was young.
When he was almost eleven, he decided to start his journey. It was a very sad goodbye, and it took him a long while to let go of his family when they gave him their hugs at the port, and his friends as well. Claire even came to say goodbye... Though, his hardest goodbye was with Himaru, the luxray who had ensured his survival from the start and saved his life so many times on his expeditions... She had always been there. Always. And now he probably would never feel her soft fur again, at least, not for a while. She licked his ear and whispered to him that she'd never forget him, though he didn't let go until the flow of tears ceased.
And thus he said goodbye, and boarded the boat to Tahokie... Reaching the region on his birthday, which saddened him even more.
Was this really a good idea?Leaving my family?