Post by Professor Tarei on Jul 9, 2007 20:26:50 GMT -5
Name- Samantha Quenton
Nickname- Sam
Gender- Female
Age- 16
DOB- 05/28/91
Profession- Pokemon Trainer/ Breeder/ Coordinator
Appearance-
Samantha is obviously an Umbreon Poke'morph. She is semi-tall, being aroung 5'6". She has short, yellow hair with black bangs. She has never dyed her hair; the unusual colors came naturally after she became a 'morph.
Her eyes are red in color, like those of an Umbreon. She has two Umbreon ears and an Umbreon tail. She usually wears a black tank top and blue jeans. She has two circles, one on each of her legs, that glow yellow. No matter what she wears, the yellow circles will show through it.
She is never seen not wearing her most prized possesion- a black and blue collar that had belonged to her best friend, Gloria the Umbreon.
Personality-
Samantha is very friendly and nice, but not exceptionally happy. Her face is usually epressionless, but she will smile and frown on occasion. She sometimes laughs, but that is rarer than a smile. She seems to be hiding some deep sorrow from her past.
She will always try to do the right thing, no matter what the cost. She isn't afraid to show off her being a Poke'Morph, and figures that if people judge her by it, then their not worth spending her time with anyway.
She is a little hot-headed though, very easy to anger. She doesn't go into uncontrollable rages, and knows where to draw the line, but she can hold grudges for a LONG, LONG time.
History-
Smantha was not born a Pokemorph. No, not even close. Her parents were both Pokemon Breeders. Her mother had been a Coordinator and her father a Trainer. In fact, that is the reason that Sam had decided to do all three. They do compliment each other, neh?
She had a happy childhood. She and her parents lived together in a large house, nearer to a mansion really, on a farm. She grew up among all of the many Pokemon that her Parent's bed, as well as the ones that often stayed at their farm. She enjoyed spending her days at the watering hole, watching the Pokemon come and go. She would sketch them, or just snap photos.
All of the Pokemon loved her. None of them were afraid of her in the least. She knew a lot about each of them, having known them her whole life. Her best friend was a Pokemon, her mother's Eevee, Gloria. Gloria's coat was soft and shiney, alluring to all who saw it. It made sens of course, Gloria had been the Pokemon her mother most frequently used in her contests.
One night, one which Samantha will never forget, Gloria evolved. They were sitting on the bank of the watering hole, their normal spot, and the light of the full Moon was washing over them. It was the dead of Winter, and the moonlight made the snow sparkle and twinkle beautifully. The watering hole was covered in thn ice, save for one spot just by the bank that had been broken open so the Pokemon could get drinks.
Gloria slipped and fell down, crashing into the water. With her long coat, she should have been okay, but she couldn't swim. She cried out, trying her best, but it was no use. She was going to drown. Sam knew that Gloria couldn't swim, and she looked around frantically. She yellwd for help, buther parents were both sleeping and didn't hear her, nor did any of the other Pokemon. At a loss for what she should do, Sam jumped into the water and grabbed the Eevee.
Samantha's breath left her as soon as she hit the freezing water. Somehow she managed to keep herself up, and lift up Gloria as well. She could feel her limbs going numb and she was gasping, but she swam over to the bank and lifted Eevee onto it. She had no strength left to push herself out, and stayed in, treading water.
Gloria stood up in time to see Sam sink uder then come back up. She frantically tried to grab onto the collar of Sam's shirt and pull her out, but she wasn't strong enough. In despair Gloria looked up at the moon. She felt a new strength burst within her, and her body began to glow white. In a second an Umbreon was standing on te bank. Gloria easily lifted Sam out of the water and lowered her onto the bank.
One day, about a year after that, when she was eleven years old, Sam was at the bank once more. It was spring this time, no snow was on the ground and the water in the watering hole was already warm. Clouds covered the sky. It was going to ain soon.
Samantha didn't have a tablet today, nor did she have a camera. All the Pokemon were inide the barn that her parents had built for them. They knew that the rain was coming. She was just siing down and staring into the depths of the water, lost in thought.
She was brought back to reality when a drop of water hit her nose. Immediately, she leaped up and ran all the way back to the house. When she got there, she found the door wide open. She had a horrible feeling as she walked inside and called out to her parents.
Without thinking, Sam rushed upstairs to their bedroom. She burst into the door only to find her mother's and father's dead bodies on the floor, a puddle of blood growing beneath them. She got closer, too shocked even to cry, and saw that their throats had been slashed.
Close to her parents bodies was the mangled body of Gloria. She was slashed repeatedly, probabally in trying to protect Sam's parents. The fatal slash was to her throat. Sam briefly noticed that Gloria's precious collar was missing. Tears squeezed their way out of the sides of her eyes as she looked upon the bodies. She was still to shocked and overcome by it that she could not cry.
Out of nowhere, Samantha felt a sharp pain on the back of her head. She felt herself falling, but never felt the impact of hitting the floor. She had faded into blackness before she got close.
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Smantha awoke in a large labratory. She doesn't remember much about her time there, as she was unconcious more that half of the time. What she does remember was a lot of pain. All pain.
People did experiments on her, one of which turned her into an Umbreon. She was awake at that time, and remembers that better than anything. They strapped her up to a machine. This was the first time she had seen Gloria's collar since that fateful day. They used the DNA on it, and melded it with hers.
A few days later, she woke up in the middle of the night. The entire labratory was quiet. Everyone was a sleep. She snuck out of the room that she was being held in by using an attack. She guessed that it was Hidden Power, but she wasn't sure.
She went to where she had seen the collar, and luckily it was still there. She grabbed it an made all speed out of the place, ran and did not stop until she was well away. She has been travelling around for approxamately a year and has finally come to the Laokia Region to try and become a Trainer. While she's at it, she hopes to become a Breeder and Coordinator as well, as much as in respects to her parents as in her own desire to do so.
She keeps the collar as a priceless keepsake and a reminder of her past. She will touch it when she is in search of guidance or thinking of her family and Gloria.