Post by Swifteh on May 29, 2006 17:57:20 GMT -5
Name: Rino Megato (Ree-no May-gah-toh)
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Siblings: Lina, his Sister.
Appearance: Rino’s tall and well-built figure nears 7ft, which may be from his years of having to survive alone. His hair is black, and rather long, falling to his waist. For this reason, it’s tied back into a ponytail, but still his fringe falls out over his silver eyes a little. Well…silver eye. One has a nasty scar across it, and is completely white.
Rino likes to wear a pair of black trousers and have white material wrapped round his stomach, with a black sleeveless jacket on to protect his back.
History:
//Dream…
Rino had lived with his parents and little sister. They’d lived peacefully, til his father and mother had argued. His father had been drinking, his mother telling him how she hated his habits and threatening to leave the house. His father had hit his mother, and Rino ran to defend her, punching and kicking. At just 15 years old, he was already quite strong, but his father was strongwer, knocking his over and yelling. He had gone mad, grabbing a drinks bottle and smashing it on the table. The shards shot across Rino’s face, one slitting across his eye. He yelled out in pain, clutching at his bleeding eye and blurrily looking up at his father, who was beating his mother with the broken bottle. He wished he was deaf, if it would mean that he would’nt need to hear her screaming.
Then, he heard the door open, and looked towards it. His little sister, only 5 years old, entered, dragging her soft toy with her. She looked at all the blood and started crying, but then Rino saw his father do something that he could never forgive. The man turned, broken bottle in hands, thrusting out his other hand and grabbing the child round the neck, pulling her chest into contact with the broken bottle’s sharp edge-
Rino woke up. He hated remembering his past. It was brutal. Still, the man was in prison now, and Rino had no home, no money, no family…
Sighing, he looked over to the sleeping figure resting her head on his chest and smiled. She was just like his little sister…
//The past – 2 years ago
Rino panted from his spot below the tree. He’d ran for cover from the falling hail, and he’d come this far. But hungry and tired, he couldn’t run anymore. Resting his eyes, he herd some rustling and looked towards it. It was probably a pokemon…
A small child tumbled from the bushes, smiling and giggling as she was hurt by the hail. She had scratches across her and was covered in burns, but she was tiny and had made it through the forest. Rino blinked, but she was still there. She wasn’t an illusion.
As she tottered towards him and fell on top of his legs, he snorted.
“ What’d’you want, kid? How’d you get here? “ He asked. She simply giggled. Sighing, he rested his head again.
“ Fine, you can stay here. You got a name? “ He asked. The child didn’t answer. Looking down, he saw that she was asleep. He smiled. She was like his sister…
Personality: Rino is quiet and not very social, but when he does speak, it’s usually for a nasty insult or a cold word or two. He prefers dark pokemon most of all.
Name: Rinii
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Siblings: None
Appearance: Rinii is tiny for her age, standing about 2ft. Her ginger hair is almost orange, and falls raggedly around her shoulders, her fringe flipping over to the right. One of her eyes is a vibrant blue, the other a bright golden colour. Her skin is so pale it appears white, and all she seems to dress in is a small white dress, covered in stains. On her back, between the shoulderblades, she has a strange birth-mark in the shape of two wings.
History: Rinii doesn’t remember her past, apart form the fact that most of her life was sepnt with Rino. However, around the time Rino found her, it was said that a town nearby had a housefire, killing the parents of a small girl, who was missing and presumed dead. Rino named her Rinii soon after finding her, and she’d lived with him ever since, treating him like an older brother.
Personality: Rinii is loud and outgoing, giving nick-names to everyone she meets. Some find her as a blessing, most as a curse, for behind that little grin, she seems to be hiding a demonic smirk. A fan of any pokemon, especially ghost pokemon and grass pokemon, she can be quite frightening at times.
Nickname Database:
// Rino Nii-sama and Rin-chan
// Herself Rii-chan
Heh, things like this just stick in the head if you listen to them whilst writing this…
Music Quote“…’Cos I am lost without you, I cannot live at all. My whole world surrounds you, I stumble then I crawl. You could be my someone, you could be my scene. You know that I’ll protect you from all of the obscene. You could be my someone, you could be my scene. You know that I will save you from all of the unclean. “
//Blurry, by Puddle of Mudd
Bleh They’re a duo ^_^ Sharing is caring.
