Finally done. And in the end, I'm now glad I have Thundurus instead of Tornadus XD If Stin could control wind, she could pretty much fulfill her dream and decide not to take part in this whole ordeal and just... guh. It'd be difficult.
So, here goes:
Name: Kierstin Nieves (but goes by Stin)
Age: 19
Gender: Female (I've played so many males lately, it's time for a change. Somewhat.)
Link: Thundurus, male
Item: Razor Claw
Description: Stin stands slightly taller than an average female of her age, reaching the height of five feet and about seven inches. She has a strong figure and especially her legs are quite muscular, though by no means overly so; she isn't a overly muscled, but all the mountain climbing and exploring has notably strengthened her. That, her sometimes crude demeanor and overall appearance leave some mistaking her for a male when viewed from afar or from behind. This doesn't particularly bother her, though it's not like she'd try to hide her sex on purpose. From the front, said mistake is a bit less common to occur, since, though her breasts aren't that big, they're still there and her clothes are tight.
She has short, chestnut brown hair that is, in a word, quite a mess; from the top of her head to the short forelocks on her forehead, it sticks out in every single direction imaginable. Though generally short and away from her face, her locks are slightly longer on the right side of her forehead, and a few misplaced strands sometimes fall in her field of vision.
And, speaking of vision, she has a sharp one. Her eyes are grey, but in no way dull; they're very light in color, and shine witch excitement almost perpetually. Her eyes are a bit bigger than average, or at least they appear so, since they're always fully opened and looking for any signs of adventure. She often has a playful grin decorating her face, though frowns when things get boring aren't an uncommon sight, either.
She wears a dark green baseball cap with wing patterns on both sides, fitted snugly atop her messy hair, the visor sometimes hiding part of her face from sight. Such is a rare occurrence, though; more likely than not, she wants to be seen and noticed.
For clothing, she prefers comfortable pieces of garment that are easy to move around in. Dresses and anything that would cover her calves are out of the question for her, as are skirts that would prove it difficult to jump and climb as she pleases. So, her favorite choices as far as pants go are shorts of variety of materials and designs. She especially likes loose, camouflage pattered shorts reaching halfway down her thigh, or tight jean shorts, covering her thghs only slightly. Right now, she's experimenting with a mixture of both; short, camouflage pattered jeans a bit more on the tight side. She also has a dark brown belt, with various tools and small pouches carrying the strangest of souvenirs hanging all around it.
On her legs she wears black hiker's boots, showing various visible signs of their owner's endeavors. They're worn, but since they're still sturdy, Stin doesn't see the need to buy new ones.
She wears an orange halterneck, which covers her chest all the way up to her neck. The strap is short and thick, wrapped directly around her neck, covering half of it and offering some protection from sharp branches and the like that might scratch her on her rather reckless adventures. The cloth is skin tight and reaches slightly above her bellybutton.
Her arms are completely exposed from shoulders to wrists, and so they carry many cuts and bruises from various sources. Only her palms are covered in dark brown, fingerless gloves with a hole revealing some of the back of her hand.
She doesn't carry bags, as she finds them inconvenient. Everything she needs either hangs from the aforementioned belt or is stuffed in the huge pockets of her jeans. Her Pokédex is also in one of those pockets. The pendant she received is embedded on a bracelet she wears on her left wrist.
Personality: Stin is a rather… difficult and erratic person, to put it simply. She is very cheerful and talkative, and very willing to spend excessive amounts of time discussing things that interest her, such as sharing tales of her journeys and listening to others do the same. However, if the subject at hand doesn't interest her, she isn't one to pretend it does. She's quick to try and change the subject or even physically leave in the middle of someone's sentence if they don't take the hint. She needs to constantly be entertained, and she abhors boredom.
If she finds someone interesting, she will be very friendly and even help them out every now and then if the task isn't too menacing. However, she isn't loyal; should she find something else, something shiny and new and seemingly more entertaining, she is quick to switch her attention over there instead. And seeing how she likes change and new faces, things like that happen often. But, if she remembers you with fondness, she can return later as if nothing has happened.
She doesn't like calm, collected people and voices this fact out loud. She also doesn't like quiet people, ones that would rather go along with others than speak their mind. And, once she has labeled you as 'boring', dealing with her will become a lot more difficult. She has no patience to speak to anyone she doesn't like, and if you don't shout loud enough, she may very well ignore you had said anything at all. She can be downright mean and rude to such people, though she doesn't do it on purpose. She doesn't realize how spiteful she can come across, it's just that people who're slow (in any definition of the word) wear her out and make her feel anxious.
She's highly curious and has a tendency to not be able to sit still. She wants things to do, and she wants them right away. And that is actually a very crucial part of her personality; what she wants, she has to get. She can be incredibly selfish, and doesn't stop to think that maybe others have needs too, ones that differ from hers. It's all about her, though that, too, is something she doesn't realize. She doesn't mean to hurt anyone, but her bold attitude often does so.
She likes Pokémon, but only certain ones. Birds and other flying beings she loves, while ground types and ones that look 'boring' or 'slow' gain no attention from her, just like with humans.
She's carefree, and the troubles of others don't affect her. Very few things can make her worry, and those are often related to the lack of things to do, suppression of her freedom or, as she is claustrophobic, closed places. She even hates to be indoors, though even she realizes that sometimes it's necessary. Her discomfort when inside, however, shows; if the place is small enough she starts to sweat and move a bit crouched, as if to get further away from the walls and ceiling that threaten to crush her. She's meaner, simply because she's afraid, and even shows signs of pure fear, something that is very rare for her. Ordinary danger doesn't faze her, quite the contrary; the bigger the risk, the greater the adventure, is what she thinks.
She doesn't like work, unless there is something big in it for her. Same goes for doing favors; if she gets something she likes in return, she's all for it. Otherwise, you might as well be asking help from a deaf Cubone.
She's extremely stubborn, and once she has gotten an idea in her head, she will follow through regardless of what the people around her think. The only one that can change her mind is she, herself, if she finds something more fun. And this happens often; she's very spontaneous and longtime plans just don't flow with her. She also needs to see results right away, not in three years. Otherwise, there's no point and it's all just a big waste of time for her.
She doesn't have anything personal against Team Plasma or their leader. All she wants is to be able to leave the region. If it weren't for that one restriction and the fact that bringing such a powerful leader down sounds extremely interesting, she might actually be one to root for Ghetsis. After all, she finds him, his ideals and the workings of the group interesting, since they're so out of the norm and affect so many things. That, and she's still grateful for them for pretty much allowing her escape from home all those years ago.
History: Stin was born in Violet City, Johto. Even as a child, she was a very curious girl, always sneaking out to explore everything the nearby area had to offer; the Sprout tower, the dark cave on the outskirts of the city, the Ruins of Alph… she had to see them all, much to her parents' dismay. Their little girl alone, among the bloodsucking Zubat? In the ruins that were rumored to host the possibly dangerous Unown somewhere deep within? Naturally they couldn't allow that.
But no matter how many times young Stin was grounded, yelled at and explained how she should just play Pokémon trainer with the other local kids rather than wander off alone, she didn't stop her escapades. Or, rather, she couldn't stop. The world was huge and humans had limited life spans, how could she wait until she was a grown up? Why would she wait, when the world was out there for her right now?
Tired, worried and out of ideas that didn't include actually harming their daughter to instill some discipline, Stin's parents decided to settle on a very different approach. She could go, but she had to have a Pokémon companion with her, at all times. She reluctantly agreed, thinking that having a protector with her spoiled the fun, but maybe it was better than not being able to go at all. Plus, maybe she could somehow make it fun. She dreamed of a majestic Pidgeot to soar the skies with.
She received a Chikorita for her sixth birthday, and instantly her face fell. A Chikorita? A boring, earthbound Pokémon with small, stumpy legs? When they lived in a city of flying Pokémon? No, if she had to have a companion she wanted a bird, something with wings to support it, something she could watch flying off in the distance and maybe even fly with, when the Pokémon was older.
Pouting, she accepted the Pokémon anyway to appease her parents, and continued her adventures around the town with it. However, without realizing nor meaning to, she didn't treat the Pokémon quite right, still disappointed in its typing and limitations. She ran off from the Pokémon constantly, knowing it couldn't keep up if she planned her routes well enough to include climbing and more difficult terrain. She didn't help if it got into battles, not because she would have willed it harm, but because she was just too busy and focused on her own fun to pay her companion's needs any heed.
Her parents were not pleased. They yelled at their daughter for mistreating a creature so loyal it would even try to climb the mountains after her, and decided that if she could not care for another living being enough to make sure it didn't return home bruised every day, she wasn’t a worthy trainer. Not now, not ever, and so they handed the small Pokémon over to a traveling trainer, who agreed to take good care of it from now on. Stin, angered, stamped her parents as big meanies for not catering to her needs, and when she was quite literally locked inside the house for a while to prevent her from running off and hurting herself in her anger, she threw a tantrum never seen before. She kicked and punched the walls, screamed and demanded freedom. She would not be locked inside like this when she had yet to explore the deepest parts of the Ruins of Alph.
Her parents, not knowing what to do, finally decided that maybe a change of pace was in order. They would move over to Unova, and make sure to find a town so small and boring she simply would not be able to live out her fantasies of adventure. A town, somewhere far from everything interesting. Stin's objections were not heeded, and so the whole family moved.
However, it had been mere months since they had arrived when they realized that everything wasn't quite right. This speech of releasing Pokémon, the ban on travel in and out of the region, something was up and they were worried. This Team Plasma, as they called themselves, didn't seem like people anyone should be around.
So, naturally, Stin was interested in them. She was ten, and her curiosity had but grown over the years. Ghetsis had already ruled the region for a year, and everything had changed from what it was when they had first come. The place had become more interesting and for that, Stin was quite grateful to the big leader up there, pulling the strings of change.
But the excitement wasn't enough for her yet. Having Pokémon was forbidden? In that case, she would try and befriend one. The thrill of trying not to get caught was just so tempting! So, despite her parents' best efforts to try and keep her from going anywhere, they were eventually shocked as their twelve year old girl presented them with a young Pidove, who she had been playing with in the forest for years now.
Her parents had had it. They forced the young Pokémon from the girl's arms and threw it back in the woods, before dragging their daughter inside and, with heavy hearts, locked her in her room again, this time sealing the window and not allowing her to walk in the rest of the house without one of them constantly keeping an eye on her. It was difficult for them, they knew how much their daughter loved wilderness and freedom, but they saw no other choice. It was this or getting their daughter in trouble with the law, possibly leading to her being taken away to Arceus knows where. They loved their daughter far too much to let that happen.
Stin was going crazy over her captivity, however. She tried her best to get out, even forcing herself past her parents through means such as kicking, biting and scratching, but they always managed to subdue her before she could get too far. She was sure she couldn't handle another week inside, when salvation came to her in the form of a Team Plasma grunt. The team had decided to do their routine check up on the houses to see if anyone had Pokémon, and so, everyone was told to get outside while their house was searched.
Needless to say what Stin did the second she got to breathe fresh air; she screamed that there were a lot of Pokémon inside the house, that her parents even sold the creatures to those that would buy them and ran off when her parents were seized for questioning.
She ran and ran and didn't stop until she was so far in the woods she couldn't make out anything but trees and a few Pokémon looking curiously down at her, a strange rover in their territory. She breathed heavily and straightened, looking around at the wilderness for the first time in such a long time and smiled. And it wasn't long after that her earlier companion rejoined her; the same large-eyed Pidove she had befriended in the past. It had been waiting for her.
Stin was thirteen, free and finally had a companion she deemed worthy, one that would one day take her to the skies above on its back. She was ready now, determined to explore the region. And so she set off, only to find herself sitting lazily on a café at Black city years later, now nineteen years of age. She had explored it all. Seen every place she could go in Unova. And now, the team she had once viewed as saviors and sources of great fun and interesting change had become her worst enemies; Suppressors of fun and freedom. Due to them, she couldn't travel the region quite as freely, and there were some places near the borders she wasn't allowed to. Not to mention the ban on travel abroad. There were so many other regions, so many other Pokémon she just had to see! And the "no-Pokémon law"? Sure, it had saved her in the past but now? How could she ever fly on her companion's back with such a stupid rule in effect?
It was right in the middle of such thoughts that she received a parcel and, after having quickly skimmed through its contents, set out once again with curiosity visible in her entire form like never before. Somewhere up in the skies, a Tranquill followed far behind and sighed.
Other: Nothing I wouldn't have already mentioned. I, err, think?
Pokémon
Species: Tranquill
Gender: Male
Nickname: Sigi
Personality: When he was a Pidove he shared much of the same childish curiosity as his trained did, but come age and wisdom, he calmed down quite a lot. He still gets interested in things easily – though in a more reserved manner – and is ready to follow Stin wherever it is she might want to go, but it's more because he likes his friend and doesn't mind adventure, rather than because he'd need to see every place in the world. He is very wise, having gained experience and knowledge of various things on their travels. When Stin was exploring caverns and the like, Sigi was discussing current matters with the locals.
Sometimes, if Stin's personality and stubbornness gets her in too much trouble, Sigi tries to be the voice of reason for her. Suggest another approach, or a route less dangerous. Sometimes his advice is even heeded, though oftentimes not, and Sigi knows not to nag too much. He doesn't want his friend to start thinking of him as an old, boring bookworm, after all.
Sigi is also the one who often has to clean up after the mess his companion leaves; apologize to Pokémon she might have insulted, pick up things she knocked over when rushing past and so on. Since Stin hasn't seen her parents ever since she ran off, Sigi has, over time, found himself playing the role of her guardian and parent more and more. It amuses him; their ages aren't that much apart, after all.
He is very protective over his friend, but knows where to draw the line. And luckily for him, he isn't that much of a worrier type; he would have died of stress by now. Sure, he tries to keep Stin out of extreme and imminent danger, but he also trusts that she can handle most things on her own. They also spend a lot of time apart, both doing their own things and reuniting every now and then to travel and have fun. Such a setting doesn't leave room for worrywarts, as Stin would put it.
Other: The Razor Claw Stin received hangs as a necklace around Sigi's neck.
EDIT:
Thundurus
Gender: male
Personality: Thundurus loves to have a good time, doubly so if there’s lots of noise. He finds destruction of human-made structures amusing, as well as anybody but him getting hurt. When he gets hurt, he’ll raise a fuss disproportionate to the severity or become enraged. He likes hanging out with Tornadus, but is intimidated by Landorus.
