Well, I couldn't decide on whether to make a new character or not, since I didn't really want to write up something new for the RP Example... But I ended up doing it anyways orz.
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Name: Claire Argentia Senica De Lune| in Short; Claire De Lune
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 5”4
Physical Appearance: Claire has milky chocolate brown skin as she hails from Alola, though her hair carries an odd steel-grey color that shimmers like silver in the sunlight, her eyes are the crimson red of a Midnight Lycanroc’s. Standing at 5”4 she considers her ‘just tall enough to deliver a backhand to the face, and just short enough to hit below the belt.’ Years of training CQC (Close Quarters Combat) have toned her body and given her a near enviable figure, only accentuated by her exotic hair and eyes.
Claire sports a greyish-silver tank top which fits tightly around her body, it meets seamlessly with an Asymmetrical, jet-black skirt that has two side-cuts running through the shorter end. Around her waist lies an arsenic-to-black faded sash which is patterned with leopard print. It wraps smoothly around her and ends in a small bow with two flourished ends. Around her neck, she wears a rather eye-catching storm-cloud-colored cat fur collar, with a lighter timber-wolf shade locket attached to it.
Personality: Claire is rather passionate about what she does, battling in all her glory, and absolutely indifferent to everything troublesome. Anything that falls between those two extremes gets a reaction entirely dependent on her mood. Claire is a thrill seeker, finding the greatest pleasures in battle in the most precarious of ways and environments alongside her Pokemon. Despite her sometimes impulsive behavior Claire certainly is not overly rash and abrasive, and on contrary can be quite easily befriended. Often aloof, she frequently 'breaks character' when she finds something or someone who catches her interest. Eyes smote with curiosity betraying her seemingly prideful disposition, in some ways Claire can be described as cat-like.
Backstory: Her parents, being grunts of an underground criminal syndicate met and married within its confines. As a result, Claire was born and bred a little on the wild side. From a young age, she was put through a variety of training methods as the higher-ups saw her as nothing more than a ‘moldable tool’. Due to her childhood, she feels no loyalty or inclination towards 'organizations' on a whole, feeling that creating individual bonds is far more important. Her willingness to enter dangerous terrains for no other reason than ‘fun’ has made her an excellent scout and explorer, which led to her position in the scouting division. Since the collapse of the order, she's since then gone exploring in quite a few regions and is disinclined to settle down anytime soon. Like many other trainers, the fame of the supposedly difficult Mirai region has resounded like thunder in her ears, and after some deliberation, she's packed her bags and set off.
Partner Pokemon: Lisote (Mareep: Female) | Ability: Static
Home Region: Alola, Seafolk Village
Likes: Adrenaline, Sunbathing, freelancing
Dislikes: Being restrained, Caramel candies, Excessive Caution
RP Example: Exploration of the Froena Region
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'I've never really understood those people that desired a 'fresh start' for each new region. What's the point of leaving all your Pokemon behind? Well, it couldn't hurt to try, right?'
Stepping off the boat and onto one of the piers of Kanto, Claire stood out like a sore thumb, or so she would've thought. Waves of people pressed down on her from all sides, she couldn't see a thing. The background music to her grand arrival was the cacophony of barely suppressed murmurs of her fellow passengers, she couldn't hear a thing- or, nothing of meaning anyways. Errant elbows jabbed into her torso and the procession of tourists, and otherwise, seemed to have unanimously decided that her feet would be first to witness their first steps into the Kanto region. That is to say, for every 5 people that stepped off the boat, at least 6 of them would step on her foot in the process. The human tide, rigidly adhered to motions of their oceanic archetype and deposited her much like the ocean would deposit a soggy log, which meant flat on her rump. Claire's crimson eyes, now bloodshot with apoplectic rage, begrudgingly stared back at the boat and the unceasing stream of people making their way onto dry land. Hmpf. Leaving behind a snort of contempt, and the rear-view of silver hair Claire stalked off down the streets of Vermillion City. Had she her full team of Pokemon she certainly would've rushed straight to the local gym and attempted to sweep through this region as quickly as possible. However, with only her Luxray by her side sweeping through Kanto would be naught but the dreams of the inane. A fire having already been lit in her being- surely not because of something petty like her slighted introduction to Kanto, she tossed 'helplessness' and 'disgruntlement' to be its kindle. Now ablaze with emotion, she thought back the questions she'd asked herself before and found them piddling. She smirked to herself, 'Challenging a region anew, your only companion your partner. Was there any better way to challenge yourself?'