Viral
Name: Viral (Volbeat #313)
Age: 16-18
Gender: Male
Hair color: Lavender, purple-esque. Purpleish blue.
Eye color: Black, with a dull, golden iris.
Personality: unaware, serious, worrysome, open-minded, sensitive, sympathetic(though he tries to hide it).
Detailed Personality:
Age: 16-18
Gender: Male
Hair color: Lavender, purple-esque. Purpleish blue.
Eye color: Black, with a dull, golden iris.
Personality: unaware, serious, worrysome, open-minded, sensitive, sympathetic(though he tries to hide it).
Detailed Personality:
- Though he tries to stay quiet, and focus on battles, his mind always wonders somewhere else. Externally, he isn't very social, or does he likes to express his opinon, but it is internally that he is a social butterfly. Viral's mind is always somewhere, whether it be a string on a piece of fabric, or the texture of a flower, it's always moving. Still, when one wants an answer, he tends to keep it short and sweet, but oftenly quiet, and monotone.
With romance, Viral tries to do what he believes is right. With his crush, Illumise, he has this distance, but keeps an eye out for an opening to do something nice for her. He's embarrassed of the fact that he has feelings, but there is no denying it.
History:
[This is in his pokemon form, this history is not "humanized".]
- Viral grew up in the Safari Zone, living his life to his mother and father's traditions and lifestyle. He learned to glow his tailight, the ways of mating, and as well as the names of all others like him. Growing up, he developed a crush, and that soon developed into a very sincere one. As the years passed by, his sister was finally taken, caught, off on her journey, her destiny, with the skilled trainer that did it. Let's just say she was lucky. A year later, another trainer came along. Approaching Viral, he looked rugged, tired, he hadn't shaved in a few days. Viral was unsure, but ready. He put up his greatest resistance, making the battle last through at least 4 Safari Balls before he had given in. There was a sight good feeling. He was caught, off to his new life. But unexpectedly, this trainer was not good. He was dangerous, mad-- his home was fility. Not only did he make Viral go against pokemon he was outmatched for, but he barely fed him. It was one day after many losses in a tournement the trainer became angry. Fed up, he was. Out of habit, he grabbed the knife, driven by anger. Viral cowered, in the corner he was, just as the trainer pulled down, giving him the eyepatch he has today. Just as the attack ended, Viral escaped, out the open window, away from the fear. He was rescued, and now, he rests in the farthest Pokemon center from that house.