Karen Belle (Fin)

[Pretty♥Monster]

KAREN ANGELICO B E L L E


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- - Full name: Karen Angelico Belle
- - Nick names: no thank you
- - Age: eighteen BIG ones
- - Birthday: march 17
- - Hometown: Vulcan Town
- - Occupation: team obsidian
- - Appearance::

I could care less

Karen Belle is not curvy. She is all angles. Her face is pointed and sharp; Her body is who triangles. She is stick thin, slightly underweight, and a sickly shade of white. She does not notice. She does not care.

To go into more detail, her hair is chopped and angled around her face, short in the back, and a bright blue. Her eyes are large and a neon blue. They look one of two ways: Vacant and lost in thought, or sad and lost. Her nose if long and thin on her face. Her lips are thin and wide, and almost always pressed into a line.

Karen wears lots of red and white. She normally wears a pair of white dress pants, a plain white shirt, and a coat. The coat is her favorite item, and she always has it on, even when its warm or hot out. It's a dark red shade with white fluffs around the collar, the arms, the base, and in and around the hood. It makes her look a little less thin. But she doesn't notice.

Karen's nails are long, cracked, and jagged. She doesn't cut them enough, and doesn't paint them. She wears no jewelry, not even a small charm. She has no tattoos and no large scars. She is plain and average.

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- - Likes: not much
- - Dislikes: a lot
- - Goals: shut up
- - Fears: your mother
- - Habits: i don't like you
- - Favorite Type: flying
- - Disliked Type: grass
- - Personality:

Now why would you care

Karen doesn't eat enough. That is why she is thin. She also doesn't go out much, which leads to her skin tone. Its not that she does it on purpose, she just forgets to.

Karen has a few, what could be considered, mental problems; maybe even handicaps. They are not dangerous problems - except to maybe herself. She doesn't really care for people, but she doesn't dislike them; she would be perfectly happy in both a crowded room and by herself. She's not very social, but not because she's 'emo' or shy or 'to cool'. She's just lost in her own mind, with no wish to talk. And even if she were to want to speak, she doesn't know how. Not in the way that she's mute, but the words get all jumbled up in her head. They just don't come out right. Her words are few and far between with strangers, but a "friend" will be more successful getting something out of her.

She thinks a lot. If someone were to burst into her room at any given moment, they would most likely find her sitting, eyes fixed on the ceiling, mouth agape, eyes lost. Its hard to get her out of this state. She does it all the time. While 'talking' to her higher ups, in meetings, while doing paperwork. While walking.

But don't make the mistake that Karen' not smart, or that shes not listening. Karen retains knowledge like a sponge. If she hears or see something once, its memorized forever. She has intelligence on par geniuses, but chooses not use it. She is still and quiet and always listening. Always absorbing.

She feels like a watermelon sometimes. Thick skinned, where its hard to get to her pink flesh. Like she has layers wrapped around her so she can't feel herself. She doesn't like the feeling. Its not like she feels numb, but something close to it. She can still feel some, but its like her head her heart and her body just aren't in sync.

This does make her very good at her job, though. She can do her heinous deeds with a sense of detachment, as if its not her doing it but someone else. It doesn't phase or bother her about what she does.

The only things she really unwinds around is... her Pokemon. She's more relaxed when its just them. She trusts them in a way she can't people. She can talk around them, some, and they don't judge her, or look at her with pity. Karen craves friends, even if she won't accept it. She's lonely, which is why she tries to hide in her thoughts all the time; so she won't have to face how alone she is.

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- - Father: Anthony Belle;; 47;; Libraran
- - Mother: Molly Anders- Belle;; 45;; Police Officer
- - Siblings: Martin Belle;; 21;; Coordinator
- - Other relationships: Amanda Pastine;; 20;; Ranger;; Ex- Friend
Collin Sweathers;; 21;; Obsidian;; Semi- Friend
- - History:

You don't have to be born on The Wrong Side of the Tracks...

Karen Belle's story starts as most people's do; way before her actual birth with the meeting of two people. Anthony Belle and Molly Anders met in a small coffee shop while in college and fell in love. They married, then had a beautiful baby boy. About two years later, they had Karen. She was not her brother. He was the god- send child her parents had planned months in advance for. She was an accident.

She had always been an odd child. While she was in school she preferred to watch the other children play. She spoke little. She always had a vacant expression on her face. Some thought she wasn't all there. But she made good grades and didn't get in trouble, so her parents never noticed. They were just to busy with their jobs. (This is what she came up with in her mind, at least, to explain there absence from her childhood)

She was never really bullied at school so much as she was ignored or tolerated. She had a few semi- friends growing up, but most days were just a repeat of the last. Listen to teacher, do classwork, get done before the other kids, stare out window. Wash. Repeat.

In schoolwork, she was a genius in her own right. She retained knowledge easily, and was often sections and sections ahead of the teacher. She brought home straight A's until she turned ten. Her brother didn't. He slept in class and was a trouble maker, lucky to scrape by with a D in most classes. He was still the favored child.

When he turned twelve, he was given his own Pokemon and sent out into the world as a Coordinator. When she turned twelve, it was the bottom of the barrel for her. It was a Male Buneary, whom she named Erik.

She wandered around for what seemed like forever, lost and no idea what to do. Two months on the road and managed to capture a Female Pidgey. This was not going well. She ended up working in a slum neighborhood as a waitress in a crumbling restaurant. A few years of this, and it was then she found her shining hope, in the form of a tattered flier in town. She would join the Rangers. That was she would have a respectable job and a roof over her head, she supposed.

She was shuttled to another school; an academy to train her in the ways of the Ranger. She sent word to her parents. For once, they were proud of her. Classes were, again, a cinch for her. She was provided a medium sized room with a private bathroom, but at the expense of a roommate. Her name was Amanda. She was talkative and nice and naive. She didn't seem to mind when Karen stared out into space. She even got friendly enough that Karen talked around her.

They both graduated two years later, Amanda at the standard age of nineteen, and Karen early at eighteen. They were assigned to the same team, but rarely got a chance to talk. Missions were everywhere for rookies, and it was often something small and tedious. A few months of this and she had grown extremely bored of being a Ranger.

Her first Real mission turned out to be a bit more than bargained for. She was undercover as a Breeder, and was said to investigate a backyard junkyard. Shady characters had been spotted. It was supposed to be routine, a junk mission for newbies. She met a man there, and he offered her to Join Obsidian. Her first thought was to arrest him immediately. But she stopped. What could come of this? What if she joined. She certainly wouldn't be subjected to such boring tasks.

She did. Not as an Undercover Ranger, but as a member. The work was a lot harder and the people not as friendly, but she most certainly wasn't bored. She was assigned to a squadron led by one not much older than herself. His name was Collin Sweathers. He was brutal and tough on them, but was a lot more lax than most other Captains. She became very close to him. Well, as close as you could get in a game like the Obsidians played, and that wasn't very.

After some snooping, she discovered that the Obsidian was kind enough to make her look like she disappeared in service instead of being a deserter. Missions have become seldom, so she has turned in her former Pokemon in hopes to become a new Trainer- to spice up life a little.

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[Dusk]

Right. While most of it is okay, I have big problems with the history, if only because it clashes with how the Lukara Region works.
In Lukara, until recently, only a few were selected to be be allowed to go on a pokemon journey, with the minimum age of 12, if not older. Only recently has it been open to everyone, and they have to head to the labs to be given a starter and registered.
Rangers would also have an age limit for applicants, due to the danger of the region, I'm going to say 16 with staying in training till 18. You wouldn't have a 13 year old police officer would you?
The next part is the Obsidian bit. While of course being in Obsidian is okay, being a captain/team leader, is not, as it's only the newer recruits who have yet to have their pokemon who are sent on the journey.
The last is already having pokemon. Of course as long as she leaves them behind, then that part is fine.

Sorry about being nitpicky, but yeah. I think I'm going to review info around the site, in case the things weren't clear enough. But yeah, as said the other things seem okay.

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~Dusk is tired and messed up. Sorry~

[Dusk]

Managed to somehow edit this into your post...need sleep.

Yeah it's okay now. It'd be nice it you mentioned the fact she was picked to go on her journey, as back then only a few could do it, but you don't need to. The only thing I'm not sure about is the brother being a co-ordinator, as I haven't put in any contests yet. But it's a brother, not main character, so all is fine.

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