:: Raiu ::

[Shibuya]

Profile

:: Name :: Raiu
:: Age :: Sixteen
:: Gender :: Male

:: Appearance ::

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Raiu has brownish red hair that almost reaches his shoulders, he never bothers to comb it so it constantly looks like it's been through a washing machines spin cycle. His usual outfit consists of a black tee shirt with tattered sleeves that has a printed image of a skull and crossbones on the front of it which is outlined in pink along with the edges of the sleeves and the collar. The blue jeans are worn and have a few patches on them. On his left arm he has a bandage that starts at the middle of his arm and goes down, hanging off his wrist. Beneath this is a burn mark that runs the length of the bandage. He received it during earlier years and thus can't exactly remember how he got it. On his right wrist there is a tattooed number, one which is believed to be a tag from an experiment. His poke'mon parts consist of an Ampharos tail and ears.

:: History ::
He doesn't remember anything before his fourteenth year, which was when he woke up in a mental institution for something he had done in that period of forgotten time. Along with the absence of a birth date and the identity of his parents, it is also unclear to wether he was poke'morph in his younger years or if it was just a side affect of some sort of test. His name was also a problem, as he didn't have one. Despite repeated questions and badgering, he received no answers as to what he had done to end up there in the first place, though he suspects it may have had something to do with his ability to use electricity and short circuit electrical appliances. For the first five months he stayed there he had to use candles as lighting in his room, because he tended to over load the light bulbs with electric current until they shattered. After two more months of being there he was able to walk into a room without burning out all the lights and making other things go haywire. The next year or so he spent there just to make sure he could control the surges, they didn't want him to accidentally blow something up once he left.

:: Personality ::
He's a laid back person who would rather stand on the side lines then be involved in any sort of conflict or in conversations in general. He doesn't really like to socialize all that much and he prefers to be alone then in the company of other people. He's hoping that a poke'mon would be a good companion for him. Electric poke'mon are the type that he's drawn to, not surprisingly, though one of his favorite poke'mon is a normal type, being a Miltank.


:: Roleplaying Example ::
Yawning he turned over, the blades of grass tickling his nose and making him follow it up with a sneeze. Maybe taking a nap on the ground wasn't such a good idea, next time he'd aim for a wide and sturdy branch. It may be less comfortable, but at least he wouldn't have a sneezing fit. Raiu blinked and rubbed his eyes with the back of one hand mind wandering back to the reason why he was out here in the middle of no where. Then he remembered, there wasn't one. At least there didn't seem to be anyone around here, this way he didn't have to talk to anyone, or look at anyone, Or be near anyone. His social skills were non-existent and if anyone actually tried to speak to him, he'd end up staring at them for a moment and blinking in confusion as he tried to think of a response.