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M A R I N A 'M A R I' D A V I S / / F I F T E E N
"Don't forget I was raised by a sailor; I'm tougher than I look!"
[ ❇ ] I N F O R M A T I O N
Partner Pokémon: TBA
Home Region: Orre
Height: 158cm
Weight: 38kg
Hair Color: Crimson Red
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Complexion: Olive
Body Composition: Slim
Home Region: Orre
Height: 158cm
Weight: 38kg
Hair Color: Crimson Red
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Complexion: Olive
Body Composition: Slim
[ ❇ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y
Intelligent • Demanding • Irritable • Brave • Caring
A book worm with attitude, Mari often pushes for others around her to succeed and helps them when it's appropriate. While she can be snappy and a bit rude, she means well; Not wanting to leave others behind and wanting everyone to succeed in becoming rangers to further a good cause and their own dreams. Along the way she manages to follow her own dream of being a student ranger with her knowledge and love of Pokemon, as well as the world they reside in.
[ ❇ ] B I O G R A P H Y
Marina Davis was born into a family of sailors that delivered cargo between Orre and other regions. When in her home region she'd usually be in the seaside city of Gateon Port preparing to sail off with her family on one of their many cargo trips; She became passionate about the sea similar to her father, who had educated her on the ocean as she grew older much to her enjoyment. She grew up learning that hard work and focus was necessary to succeed; And lived by her high efforts to be useful in society while keeping herself happy.
As she wasn't in Orre all the time, she avoided the second Shadow Pokemon Epidemic, only hearing tales of the vicious Shadow Pokemon and the single trainer who took down the criminal organization Cipher to protect Orre. While never learning too much about this red-haired trainer, she held such a hero in high regard and became motivated to help people in need like that, too. Of course, where would she even begin to help out? As the cargo ship took her across the waters, she attempted to find small issues to fix while docked: Wild pokemon that she could assist, people who were having issues... Though alone, she wasn't able to do much. Pokemon got aggressive towards her, and people appreciated her attempts, but shooed her away before she got hurt.
It was after a case of rejection and a small depressive phase that she discovered the likes of the Pokemon Rangers: Wildlife experts, people who protected Pokemon and asked for their aid through a device known as a stylus: It was like everything she ever wanted to do, in one advertisement! A chance to be a hero was right in front of her, and she couldn't wait to take it!
Her father didn't appreciate it as much, however. He deemed it dangerous, and insisted she kept working with him to one day take over his position in the future. Mari argued that the open sea was dangerous too; And that she was helping him by protecting the sea and all of it's lovable creatures. It took a week, but eventually her father broke down, and allowed her to try her hand at enrolling in the Ranger School.
Now a student ranger, Mari tries extremely hard to be as successful as possible so she can become a full-fledged Ranger that goes out to help in the worst of situations. She crams more knowledge into her skull than ever, along with physical exercising to ensure she's fit for the job. She's got a lot of potential, though most of the people in the Ranger School do as well.
She has a long road ahead of her; Even after she gets out of this school.
As she wasn't in Orre all the time, she avoided the second Shadow Pokemon Epidemic, only hearing tales of the vicious Shadow Pokemon and the single trainer who took down the criminal organization Cipher to protect Orre. While never learning too much about this red-haired trainer, she held such a hero in high regard and became motivated to help people in need like that, too. Of course, where would she even begin to help out? As the cargo ship took her across the waters, she attempted to find small issues to fix while docked: Wild pokemon that she could assist, people who were having issues... Though alone, she wasn't able to do much. Pokemon got aggressive towards her, and people appreciated her attempts, but shooed her away before she got hurt.
It was after a case of rejection and a small depressive phase that she discovered the likes of the Pokemon Rangers: Wildlife experts, people who protected Pokemon and asked for their aid through a device known as a stylus: It was like everything she ever wanted to do, in one advertisement! A chance to be a hero was right in front of her, and she couldn't wait to take it!
Her father didn't appreciate it as much, however. He deemed it dangerous, and insisted she kept working with him to one day take over his position in the future. Mari argued that the open sea was dangerous too; And that she was helping him by protecting the sea and all of it's lovable creatures. It took a week, but eventually her father broke down, and allowed her to try her hand at enrolling in the Ranger School.
Now a student ranger, Mari tries extremely hard to be as successful as possible so she can become a full-fledged Ranger that goes out to help in the worst of situations. She crams more knowledge into her skull than ever, along with physical exercising to ensure she's fit for the job. She's got a lot of potential, though most of the people in the Ranger School do as well.
She has a long road ahead of her; Even after she gets out of this school.
[ ❇ ] F A M I L Y
Father: Nathan Davis — 43 Years Old — Alive
Mother: Maria Davis — 39 Years Old — Alive
Brother: Marty Davis — 9 Years Old — Alive
Mother: Maria Davis — 39 Years Old — Alive
Brother: Marty Davis — 9 Years Old — Alive
F R E D R I C K M O R R I N / / F O U R T E E N
"Ehhhh?! I-It's not supposed to do that! Oh no!"
[ ❇ ] I N F O R M A T I O N
Partner Pokémon: TBA
Home Region: Almia
Height: 170cm
Weight: 45kg
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Grassy Green
Complexion: Fair
Body Composition: Acceptable
Home Region: Almia
Height: 170cm
Weight: 45kg
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Grassy Green
Complexion: Fair
Body Composition: Acceptable
[ ❇ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y
Creative • Naive • Ditzy • Observant • Willful
A young and ingenious inventor, with a bad tendency to slip up and cause a malfunction or two in his creations. He speaks to everyone with what seems to be a never-ending well of optimism and enthusiasm, not allowing much to get him down. He tackles situations with the intent of assuring the safety of everyone involved, rather than to throw himself in the spotlight at every given occasion. Despite his hyper and upbeat nature, he's also observant of the flaws of others, often being one to notice when things are wrong when others would blow off their suspicious as just that.
[ ❇ ] B I O G R A P H Y
Fredrick Morrin Grew up in Pueltown, Almia. The boy grew up with a fondness for machines and how they aided in day to day life, wishing to one day invent something that could benefit the world, too! He became more and more aware of the flaws of today's technology, and that some of it damaged nature and harmed habitats for Pokemon... It made him determined to figure out better methods of powering technology so that the Pokemon of the world wouldn't have to suffer any longer.
Aside from normal things, Fredrick also became obsessed with a piece of technology he couldn't openly get his hands on; Pokemon Ranger Stylers. He felt like there was so many ways the device could be improved, after he figured out how they worked. He could help the rangers do their job more effectively, or perhaps find a solution to certain problems they might have! The more he looked into the rangers, the more invested he got, until he finally had a burst of courage and dashed off to the Ranger School.
He wasn't as tough as others, and he was a bit clumsy, too! But he was there to help how he could; Behind the scenes, and on the scene!
Aside from normal things, Fredrick also became obsessed with a piece of technology he couldn't openly get his hands on; Pokemon Ranger Stylers. He felt like there was so many ways the device could be improved, after he figured out how they worked. He could help the rangers do their job more effectively, or perhaps find a solution to certain problems they might have! The more he looked into the rangers, the more invested he got, until he finally had a burst of courage and dashed off to the Ranger School.
He wasn't as tough as others, and he was a bit clumsy, too! But he was there to help how he could; Behind the scenes, and on the scene!
[ ❇ ] F A M I L Y
Father: Richard Morrin — 38 Years Old — Alive
Mother: Dina Morrin — 36 Years Old — Alive
Mother: Dina Morrin — 36 Years Old — Alive
ALonelyParrot A parrotlet staring from the void
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C I N D E R A M A C H I / / T W E L V E
"No, I’m gonna stare at the sky instead."
[ ❇ ] I N F O R M A T I O N
Partner Pokémon: TBA
Home Region: Hoenn
Height: 140 cm
Weight: 35 kg
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Silvery
Complexion: Pale
Body Composition: Thin
Home Region: Hoenn
Height: 140 cm
Weight: 35 kg
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Silvery
Complexion: Pale
Body Composition: Thin
[ ❇ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y
Earnest • Reserved • Resilient • Active • Buoyant
Cinder is quite taciturn and withdrawn in the presence of people. Too often, the calling of nature takes his attention away from anything. However, when in his element, Cinder’s silent demeanor suddenly shifts from quiet and dull to flamboyant and energetic. No matter the circumstance, though, Cinder is child that can be extremely persistent in getting what he wants. That doesn’t mean Cinder can’t be cooperative or is indifferent to other, but more times than not, he'll ignore the necessities and feelings of others to reach his goals.
[ ❇ ] B I O G R A P H Y
Cinder Amachi was under the good custody of his mother or his grandfather despite Cinder's father's absence throughout Cinder's childhood. Emphasis on the “or” as either had conflicting preferences on child raising. While his mother wanted Cinder to be a calm and reserved artist like her, the grandfather believed in a more active and naturey upbringing. Even though Cinder did have a knack for art, his grandfather’s backwoods adventures called to him more than the pasteled canvases of his mother. During the few excursions he had with his grandfather, Cinder would be at his most rowdy and happiest and never hesitated to climb the highest of trees or to bump heads with smaller pokemon. However, what Cinder loved most was his grandfather’s stories about the ranger missions Cinder’s father used to go on. However, when Cinder asked where his father was, the grandfather would always dodge the question.
At the age of six, Cinder’s grandfather passed away, leaving both Cinder and his mother all alone. Though Cinder knew his mother raised him the best she could, he was kept in the house most of the times to paint or draw. It was also this year where Cinder entered grade school, and to say the least, Cinder struggled to learn in the traditional setting, receiving terrible grades in his classes. In addition and on too many occasions, his fixation on nature would direct all his attention to the sky or his roughhousing nature would lead him to brawl with another kid, garnering a lot of scolding from teachers. Compounded with the constant teasing about his white hair, Cinder withdrew within himself, becoming dispirited in personality and an outcast among the students.
Even though he grew silent, he never forgot about the fun times he had with his grandfather. At some point in grade school, through eavesdropping, Cinder learned of the amazing adventures rangers had during their work in the deepest of forests and in the highest plateaus. It was through these stories that the flame ignited by his grandfather was fanned, creating inside him an unshakable determination. He began asking his mother to enroll him in ranger school. Every single time she refused, but that didn’t deter him from persisting. After a myriad of requests, it was finally his tenth birthday, and on that day, he finally asked his mother once more. After some silence, she said yes. However, With a downcast look on her face, she explained that to Cinder that it was this profession that his father went missing during a mission. Even with this fact, Cinder was unphased, and within the next month, his mother enrolled him into Ranger school.
Cinder is currently at the doors of the ranger school, about to reach for the handles of the doors. Determined, he clasps his hands onto the handle of the door and swings it open, not knowing where destiny might take him next.
At the age of six, Cinder’s grandfather passed away, leaving both Cinder and his mother all alone. Though Cinder knew his mother raised him the best she could, he was kept in the house most of the times to paint or draw. It was also this year where Cinder entered grade school, and to say the least, Cinder struggled to learn in the traditional setting, receiving terrible grades in his classes. In addition and on too many occasions, his fixation on nature would direct all his attention to the sky or his roughhousing nature would lead him to brawl with another kid, garnering a lot of scolding from teachers. Compounded with the constant teasing about his white hair, Cinder withdrew within himself, becoming dispirited in personality and an outcast among the students.
Even though he grew silent, he never forgot about the fun times he had with his grandfather. At some point in grade school, through eavesdropping, Cinder learned of the amazing adventures rangers had during their work in the deepest of forests and in the highest plateaus. It was through these stories that the flame ignited by his grandfather was fanned, creating inside him an unshakable determination. He began asking his mother to enroll him in ranger school. Every single time she refused, but that didn’t deter him from persisting. After a myriad of requests, it was finally his tenth birthday, and on that day, he finally asked his mother once more. After some silence, she said yes. However, With a downcast look on her face, she explained that to Cinder that it was this profession that his father went missing during a mission. Even with this fact, Cinder was unphased, and within the next month, his mother enrolled him into Ranger school.
Cinder is currently at the doors of the ranger school, about to reach for the handles of the doors. Determined, he clasps his hands onto the handle of the door and swings it open, not knowing where destiny might take him next.
[ ❇ ] F A M I L Y
Father: Bill Amachi — 40 years old — Presumed Dead
Mother: Mildred Amachi — 37 years old — Alive/Deceased/Unknown
Grandfather: Jenkins “Grandpa” Amachi — 72 years old — Deceased
Mother: Mildred Amachi — 37 years old — Alive/Deceased/Unknown
Grandfather: Jenkins “Grandpa” Amachi — 72 years old — Deceased
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