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Hitoru; The Champion
Topic Started: Sep 12 2012, 08:21 PM (79 Views)
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What is your goal in life?
1. To become the Pokemon Champion
2. To find and catalog every Pokemon in the world
3. To be the most successful Breeder in history
4. To rule the world

How will you attain this goal?
1. By working hard and training everyday
2. By making friends so that me and my Pokemon grow stronger through teamwork
3. By loving all Pokemon, big and small so that our bond is unbreakable
4. By cutting everyone else down so that I'm the only one left standing
5. By traveling and exploring every mountain, cave, river, ocean and beyond

You come across a Pokemon that no one has ever seen before. Do you...
1. Catch it!
2. Observe it in its natural habitat
3. Offer it food and attempt to communicate with it
4. Fight it so that my Pokemon will become stronger

After you have succeeded in your goal, what will you do with the rest of your life?
1. Continue to train, there's always a new challenge ahead
2. My goal would never be attained within my life time
3. Help prepare the next generation for the future
4. Do everything in my power to ensure that I stay on top

Name: Hitoru Hoshi.

Nickname: The Champion (Trainer Alias), Toru (Emi).

Age Twenty-six.

Preferred Type: None.

Job: The Champion of the Kyoto League.

Team:

1. Dragonite || Level: 78 || Ability: Inner Focus
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2. Tyrannitar || Level: 74 || Ability: Sand Stream
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3. Salamance || Level: 71 || Ability: Moxie
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4. Metagross || Level: 68 || Ability:
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5. Garchomp || Level: 67 || Ability:
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6. Hydregion || Level: 65 || Ability: Levitate
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Description:
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Hitoru stands at a good 6'. His hair is purple, hanging over his right eye, sometimes covering it. Both his eyes are golden, and his skin has a tan tint to it. Ever since he was ten, he began to design and sew all of his own clothing. He has multiple scars on his fingers from when he accidentally cut himself. His clothing is his own design, as he enjoys simpler tastes. It's basically just a long-sleeved black shirt and a pair of normal denim jeans with a few rips here and there. He keeps a small doll that Emi made for him in his pocket at all times. He travels around with a green drawstring bag on his shoulder. All it carries is a change of clothes, which look exactly the same as the clothes he's wearing, a few changes of underwear, his Pokemon, some food (both Human and Pokemon), and a sleeping bag. He's kind of unprepared.

Personality:

He's the low to Emi's high. He calms her down or cheers her up whenever her mood changes violently like it does. He's always been serious, always thinking rationally about things, but he rarely smiles. His smiles are reserved for his little sister and his Pokemon. He's pretty anti-social, preferring to practice and bond with his Pokemon. He likes getting stronger, and he's always been a bit obsessed with power. His dream of becoming the champion was because he always wanted to create a new world where people and Pokemon are equal. He uses only six Pokemon, ones he caught on his first journey. He's forged a strong bond with them.

Because of his loyalty to his family and his Pokemon, Hitoru is quick to fight at the defense of someone he cares about. He's strong and ruthless, not stopping the battle until he's crushed all hope of winning from his opponent. He does it all with that same haunted look on his face. Over the years, his personality has grown darker and darker as he came to realize how horrible things really were for him and his little sister. He cares a little too much about Emi, almost to the point of being willing to die for her, which is more terrifying than he'll care to admit. He also seems to have this aura about him that makes him unapproachable, to the point where he can come up to someone and demand something of them, which they'll do for him out of fear. He's very crafty, able to weave a lie or a tall tale within seconds.

Hitoru, like his sister, loves their mother's hamburgers. He even went to great lengths to make them just like she did. He likes darker colors, like black and purple. He often enjoys cloud-watching, something he always loved since he was a kid. He likes classical music and can play the violin. He loved drama since he was little, and became a good actor because of it. He also likes being a bit of a con artist, lying to people and watching their reactions.

Biography:

Hitoru was originally born in Veilstone City, but his parents moved him to Pallet Town when he was eight, to a Pokemon Farm, when his mother got pregnant with Emi. Hitoru was originally spiteful of his little sister, jealous of the attention she received from their parents. After a little while, he learned to love his sister and became protective of her. Two years later, he departed on his first journey through Kyoto. He was somewhat reluctant to leave his crying baby sister, but after he got a Poke Ball that his mother gave to Emi to give to Hitoru, he gladly accepted it and left for a year.

His first Pokemon was a young Dratini he'd helped to hatch. He later caught a Larvitar injured in the forest, a Beldum that was abused by its trainer, a Bagon that was abandoned, a Gible that was being chased by Bounty Hunters, and a Deino that was scarred by human contact and was scared at first. With this team, Hitoru trained, winning without many problems against the Gym Leaders of Kyoto. However, when he challenged the Kyoto Pokemon league, he was easily defeated by the first of the Elite Four and went home to Emi and his parents a year later after training more. He continued to train at his home until he was fourteen. As soon as his training was done, Hitoru returned to Kyoto and challenged the Elite Four again with his six best Pokemon.

He defeated the Elite Four ruthlessly, not pausing in between, not that his Pokemon would allow themselves breaks. Through sheer brute power, Hitoru became the Champion of Kyoto at the young age of fourteen. He reigned for two years until he heard that his parents had been killed in a plane crash. Quitting his job as the Champion, Hitoru moved back to Pallet Town until Emi was ten. He gave her Eve, an Eevee he'd caught on his journey through Kyoto that had been genetically experimented on, and sent her off. Hitoru himself continued to train and moved out to Kyoto with the Pokemon.

Six years later, Emi moved back in with him, where he taught her to become a great breeder and how to use breeding in Pokemon Training. They continued to live together on the Pokemon Farm he'd bought for two years until one day, he received a letter in the mail. He told Emi that it was a challenge, kissed her on the forehead, and left. He never went back. He's been missing ever since.

RP Sample:

It was dark and cold. There was a little bit of light, but the headache that disoriented Hitoru made it a little hard for him to see his hands without almost fainting.

A hand slapped to his head, holding it in pain. The purple-haired man groaned as he sat up. The first thing he noticed was the metal walls all around him. He scoffed; as if simple walls could keep him in. Dragonite was smart, he'd easily break out of that hellhole. Hitoru staggered to his feet, using the wall for support. He glared a little at the light source, a small window on a door. Walking over to the door, he aimed a well-placed kick at it, a resounding clash ringing through the small cell.

"Hey. Hey! Whoever's out there, you'd better let me out of this damn cell now!" he growled. He rattled the bars on the window and glared even more harshly as a terrified looking grunt shifted into view. He pointed at the lock with one hand out the window. "Unlock. Now. Clearly scared for his ever-loving life, the grunt, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen, quickly unlocked the door and prepared to open it.

With a harsh bang, Hitoru slammed the heavy door into the grunt's face. The young boy let out a pained yelp before collapsing to the floor, unconscious. Hitoru stood over the boy threateningly before stooping down and taking the single key on a large ring. He grinned a little before walking down the halls, not a care in the world. No one tried to stop him, after all.

After making several turns, he made it to the end of a large hall, where the door was decorated with insanely beautiful murals of several different Pokemon. He unlocked the door, opening it to a bedroom fit for a queen. Hitoru only grinned and walked right in, making himself at home. On the bedside table were his Poke Balls and lying on the bed was his bag.

The King was back.

Another voice rang out, "You were a bit harsh on the young boy, weren't you friend?" Hitoru only scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You fractured his skull, mate. Might want to be a bit more careful about who you go around hitting with doors, eh?" Hitoru only smiled harshly as he turned to see the man. "Good to see you again, Hitoru.

The older boy nodded tightly. "It's good to be back... and back in power. Now... what's first on the agenda?"

With a smirk, the other boy, who was clearly younger than Hitoru, held up a picture of a pretty blonde girl. It looked like she had no idea it was being taken, and it looked as if it was a hidden camera shot. Hitoru's face fell into a glare. "Why don't we track down your dear little sister? I'm sure she'd love for you to pay her a visit."
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Accepted! *like a boss* I'll update your group thingy ASAP
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