Post by [ a l o n e and l o s t ] on Jul 9, 2008 21:10:39 GMT -5
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“Oh! You can call me Enny!”
Enola
Enola
“It's simple!”
Ehn-oh-lah
Ehn-oh-lah
“But I'm not alone!”
Backwards spelling of alone.
Backwards spelling of alone.
Dark Chestnut & 986960
11
January 22
Tearin Town, Makinoshan Region
Female
Coordinator, also mixed with Trainer.
Rat the Raticate
Water/1st
Aquarius the Pelliper
Air/Fixed
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“I don't look much like mama do I?”
Tiny and lithe, Enola is thin. Short for her age, at least three inches under the average eleven year old, Enola seems fine looking up through her thin white bangs. Although her bangs appear white the rest of her short hair, which is usually puling into a bun, is plain brown. Enola's eyes seem very black but with just a hint of aqua. Her fingers are long and thin.
The clothing she wears doesn't stand out much. All she has would be a brown shirt and a denim skirt which reaches her knees. Enola is very pale in the morning but, in the afternoon and evening, she regains a more healthy colour in her skin. On her back Enola has a black bag.
[/color]Tiny and lithe, Enola is thin. Short for her age, at least three inches under the average eleven year old, Enola seems fine looking up through her thin white bangs. Although her bangs appear white the rest of her short hair, which is usually puling into a bun, is plain brown. Enola's eyes seem very black but with just a hint of aqua. Her fingers are long and thin.
The clothing she wears doesn't stand out much. All she has would be a brown shirt and a denim skirt which reaches her knees. Enola is very pale in the morning but, in the afternoon and evening, she regains a more healthy colour in her skin. On her back Enola has a black bag.
“Hello!”
Gentle and soft spoken, Enola is oblivious to most things. However she is not stupid and knows that she shouldn't follow anyone she meets. Enola always seems to see the good in anyone she meets and it is rare for her to turn down anyone in need, no mater how cruel they are. Perhaps it is this nature that attracted her mother's attention...
Enola does not like traitors but she still has a soft spot. When she knows that someone is not nice Enola is likely to be very cautious and wary, perhaps even afraid. She is young, however, and doesn't go out into civilization much. However there has always been something that makes her unable to spot feeling sorry for anyone. She will most likely never get over that part of her personality.
Gentle and soft spoken, Enola is oblivious to most things. However she is not stupid and knows that she shouldn't follow anyone she meets. Enola always seems to see the good in anyone she meets and it is rare for her to turn down anyone in need, no mater how cruel they are. Perhaps it is this nature that attracted her mother's attention...
Enola does not like traitors but she still has a soft spot. When she knows that someone is not nice Enola is likely to be very cautious and wary, perhaps even afraid. She is young, however, and doesn't go out into civilization much. However there has always been something that makes her unable to spot feeling sorry for anyone. She will most likely never get over that part of her personality.
Born in a Region far away, mostly known as Makinoshan, Enola, to say the least, had her life turned around at a young age. As a five year old her parents abandoned her in the stairwell of an old building. She was found and placed in an orphanage. The police found her birth parents but they refused to have anything to do with her. And, so, Enola was alone.
Many people wanted to adopt her, because they felt bad about her. However, to her misfortune, people where stealing children from various orphanages. Enola was one of them. Who ever was stealing these babies was not alone. But who was doing it? Makinoshan Region had no 'teams'. In any case, Enola was turned into a Cubone Pokémorph at young age. However, she was too young and innocent to use any attack very well. And, so, they abandoned her in a forest filled with the corpse of Marowack and young, homeless Cubone. There Enola lived for three years, never knowing what civilization was like. However, in time, that would change.
Enola had been wandering around, with a gray Cubone beside her, when a woman showed up. She hard, cold eyes and didn't seem to care for such a young girl like Enola. The Cubone girl disappeared, leaving a small Cubone in her place. The woman saw this and walked up to Enola. The Cubone was about to run away when Lonely, the gray Cubone, stopped her.
"Hn. Hello little 'morph. What's your name?
[/i]"Many people wanted to adopt her, because they felt bad about her. However, to her misfortune, people where stealing children from various orphanages. Enola was one of them. Who ever was stealing these babies was not alone. But who was doing it? Makinoshan Region had no 'teams'. In any case, Enola was turned into a Cubone Pokémorph at young age. However, she was too young and innocent to use any attack very well. And, so, they abandoned her in a forest filled with the corpse of Marowack and young, homeless Cubone. There Enola lived for three years, never knowing what civilization was like. However, in time, that would change.
Enola had been wandering around, with a gray Cubone beside her, when a woman showed up. She hard, cold eyes and didn't seem to care for such a young girl like Enola. The Cubone girl disappeared, leaving a small Cubone in her place. The woman saw this and walked up to Enola. The Cubone was about to run away when Lonely, the gray Cubone, stopped her.
"Hn. Hello little 'morph. What's your name?
{En... Enola...}
In spite of this woman's uncaring voice and the way she looked down at Enola behind her thick bangs, the Cubone girl couldn't help but feel, amazingly, comforted.
"Hello Enola. I'm Maira. Would you like to come with me?"
In all of her life, Enola had never met someone so... strange. However, stranger things she would learn soon. The Cubone girl stayed with Maira and, in time, found herself calling the 17 year old 'mother', something Maira found quite amusing.
That was a few months ago. Now, Enola wanted to go on a journey too, after seeing all the fantastic Pokémon mother had caught. Maira was amused with this as well.
"Well then, Enola, why don't we have you try out a Contest first? Lilycove's not too far away. I'm sure I can lend you one of my Pokémon.[/color]"
And so, Enola's first Contest took place. She won and, to put it lightly, it was rather easy. However that was mostly because of the Pokémon she was using. Her mother's star Contest Pokémon, the shiny Gardevoir. Enola was absolutely mystified by the enchanting movements and the one attack Psychic-Dream would use: Magical Leaf. In that moment, Enola knew she was going to become a Coordinator... with a bit of pure battling on the side, of course.
Well, Enola picked a Region to venture to: Konari. Her mother didn't seem to mind. Although Maira was well known for her ability to hide how to felt from... everyone. So, Enola hopped on a boat.
"Enola, remember to write every few weeks, okay!"
That was the last time Enola heard mother's voice. And, for once, it was very kind sounding.[/color][/center][/blockquote][/ul][/size]