Jim Atticus
May 4, 2014 5:28:44 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on May 4, 2014 5:28:44 GMT -5
DOSSIER: Human
Jim Atticus
"Why the fuck do I have to do this"
About the Player
OOC ACCOUNT: Tycanor_
OCC NAME: Tyc/Jake_
OTHER CHARACTERS: Torrens 'Heatran' Igneus_
NAME: Jim Atticus_
ALIAS: Atticus_
SPECIES: Mutant_
AGE: 18_
GENDER: Male_
HEIGHT: 6'2_
WEIGHT: 145 lbs_
ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral_
OCCUPATION: Waste of Space_
SPEECH: English_
PSYCH PROFILE:
LIKES:
- [ SMOKING ] He knows it is bad for him, and frankly he couldn't give a fuck. He loves those cancer sticks more than anything. He will smoke anything he can get his hands on, as long as it satisfies his nicotine craving.
- [ SLEEPING ] This man is the laziest piece of shit you will ever meet.
- [ HIS JUMPER ] He will stab you if you try to take his jumper.
- [ STABBING ] He will also stab you if you anger him enough. He has found stabbing to be a good deterrent. Or, at least, pulling out a knife and threatening to stab someone.
- [ BROWN ] He likes the color brown, which is probably the only thing he likes about his Bidoof.
- [ WINTER AND COLD ] He loves winter, and when it is cold. You can't really wear a jumper on a boiling hot day.
DISLIKES:
- [ HUMANS ] He really does not like interacting with people too much, especially other pokemon trainers.
- [ POKEMON ] And he fucking hates pokemon.
- [ POKEMORPHS ] Slightly better than pokemon, slightly worse than humans.
- [ PEOPLE TOUCHING HIS JUMPER ] I swear to god if you touch that one more time I will stab the shit out of you.
- [ TAMARILLOS ] Those are honest to god the most disgusting citrus based abominations to ever come into existence.
- [ His Bidoof ] Why the fuck did he get such a piece of shit. This is goddamn ridiculous.
- [ His Father ] Fuck that guy.
- [ The Rain ] Wet Jumper feels gross and smells like dog.
- [ Crowds ] Too many people, or pokemon, make him start to feel uncomfortable.
- [ Lightning. ] He hates lightning, and lightning pokemon.
SKILLS:
- [ INTELLIGENCE ] While not a genius, he is certainly not stupid. When he decides to apply himself, his intelligence shows through.
- [ HONEST ] He always tells you what he thinks, and what he thinks of you, even when you don't want to hear.
- [ NEARLY INFINITE SUPPLY OF SMOKES ] He always has at least a weeks worth of smokes in his bag.
- [ SICK TUNES ] Atticus was forced to learn an instrument, so he decided to learn how to play the bass
- [ Grand Slamwich ] He can make a fantastic sandwich out of anything. ANYTHING.
- [ RESILIENT ] Being repeatedly attacked by pokemon at home, he has quite a thick skin.
- [ FAST ] He has also become quite fast, as he ran away from them more often than not.
- [ Defense against Lightning ] After being repeatedly brutally attacked by his fathers level 100 pokemon, he has built up a large tolerance to lightning attacks.
FLAWS:
- [ LAZY ] If he actually does something without being forced to, it is practically a miracle.
- [ WEAK] He is not physically strong. At all. Like, his strength is ridiculously underwhelming.
- [ ADDICT ] This man smokes like a train, and if he ever runs out of cancer sticks to suck on, things do not go well at all.
- [ POKETARD ] Having avoided pokemon all his life, he knows next to nothing about abilities, weaknesses, or even types.
- [ Unexperienced ] He has never really had a job, only doing basic store work and mooching off of his mom.
Jim is an introvert. He doesn't really like talking to people, and does not like interacting with large groups. He prefers to talk one on one, and can sometimes become quite abrasive when confronted with a large group of people. He can be quite sarcastic and cynical, though this is more a defense mechanism to prevent his insecurities being found out. He is the exact opposite of what you call a social butterfly, and is very quiet, often only talking when he has something important to say, or when someone is talking to him.
He is a pacifist. Not because he dislikes violence, but because he is a coward. After spending his childhood running away from a barrage of thunder attacks, he found out he preferred running his mouth in an attempt to get the person to leave him alone. This is, however, if he is being attacked. He is non-confrontational, and tries to blend into the crowd more often than not.
His attitude on pokemon leaves much to be desired. He thinks of them as smarter animals, but doesn't really think of them as much more. He feels bad for them, seeing as how they are forced to fight each other, but is not what you would call an activist. He doesn't really care about them, especially lightning types. He uses his 5 Voltorbs as makeshift bombs, lobbing them at enemies and telling them to use explosion.
MUTATION:
[ LIGHTER ] For anyone else, this would the most useless mutation ever. But for Jim, this was a godsend. He can create a flame on any of his fingers. He uses this to light his cigarettes, not realizing how potentially useful it could be if he trained this ability up
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PHYSICAL PROFILE:
APPEARANCE: Jim is a tallish, somewhat lanky, caucasian male. He has shitty light facial hair, and messy, unkempt reddish brown hair. His eyes are dark brown, nearly black, and he practically always has a cigarette in his mouth.
He walks with a slouch, and generally seems shorter than he really is. His expression is perpetually bored, unless he is being attacked. In which case, he quickly flicks to a scared expression, something that he is not really proud of.
He wears a plain black t-shirt, with a white neckline, and long black jeans. He has a pair of black skate shoes, but most importantly, he always wears his jumper. Not only does he always wear it, he will physically attack you if you try to remove it from him.
Apart from these things, he does not really have any distinguishing features, he is quite ordinary looking, no one you would look at twice unless he happened to be blowing smoke in your face, like the asshole that he is.
FACECLAIM: Atticus Brent - Mokepon
HISTORICAL BACKGROUND:
HISTORY: Jim grew up like a normal child. He wasn't overly special, he was never exceptionally talented at anything, and nothing interesting really ever happened around him. For the first ten or so years of his life, he grew up with only his mother, who he became quite attached to. His father had left just after he was born, conscripted by Pravus into fighting Mewtwo and his clone army. Which his father succeeded in, and upon coming home on Jims tenth birthday, started preparing him to become a trainer himself.
Jim did not like this at all. One second he was at home, watching TV, being a lazy little fuck, and being coddled by his mother, the next second he was ten, his father came home, and told him he had to leave and go make animals beat the living shit out of each other. That sounds like way too much effort, and Jim politely turned the offer down. Needless to say, his father did not appreciate this, and it started things off quite badly.
His father would eventually get more and more insistent on him leaving for his journey, and Jim replied by becoming more and more stubborn. He had never really like pokemon, or the idea of making innocent little animals beat each other up with fireballs and lightning bolts. So, to remedy this, Jims dad started 'training' him to become a pokemon master. His dad had decided to become an electric pokemon trainer, and because of this, chased Jim around outside with his pokemon, shooting bolts of thunder at him, in some insane method of making Jim want to use pokemon himself. Obviously, this had the exact opposite effect, and he only grew to hate pokemon even more.
The next few years of Jims live would be miserable. Starting on his thirteenth birthday, he would be repeatedly chased around every day, having to dodge lightning bolts and exploding pokeball things, which he would later learn are called Voltorbs. Because of these activities, he quickly picked up smoking, as a form of stress relief. His father did not like this, and started training him more, making Jim smoke more. And thus, the downward spiral into Jims ridiculous smoking habits began.
On his 17th birthday, his father had had enough. He sent Jim to the closest pokemon lab, and made him get a pokemon. There was only one left. It was a Bidoof. He was sent to Pravus, but they didn't want him, due to his terrible attitude and the face he obviously didn't want to be there. He went back to his home, let the Bidoof run around his room, and proceeded to do nothing again.
That was the last straw. On his 18th birthday, he was given a present. Five pokeballs, each one containing one of his fathers old Voltorbs. He was then forcibly kicked out of his home, with nothing but the bag on his back, and forced to start his pokemon journey, the words "Get out of my fucking house and stop being such a useless lazy bum!" Echoing in his ears
Fuck.
OPINIONS:
PRAVUS AND ANTI-PRAVUS: They're both fucking stupid. Fusing pokemon and humans. What idiots.
POKEMON: I fucking hate pokemon so much.
POKEMORPHS: Why the fuck would you ever want to fuse with a pokemon.
INVENTORY:
- [ KNIFE ] A basic trench knife, for self defense, or for people trying to touch his jumper.
- [ SMOKES ] So many smoked. A ridiculously large amount of smokes. He restocks them everywhere he goes, and always keeps a few weeks supplies.
- [ RAINCOAT ]Because a wet jumper is the most uncomfortable thing you could ever wear. And smells gross.