Post by Thym on Jul 14, 2009 2:11:39 GMT -6
Application for Lyle Richard Hannigan
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-"I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity can't forget
To pull me back to the ground again."
Birth Certificate
Full Name: Lyle Richard Hannigan
Nickname(s): Ly, L-man, etc...
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Birthday: 6-7
Sexuality: None
Height: 6"1
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
You see me as::
The quiet, troubled, musical boy. Mainly because he thinks the way that people live is disgusting. He finds a lot of things disgusting, now that you think about it. Weakness, human error, emotions other than the ones he feels, cute Pokemon... Overall, he's openly hostile towards things he doesn't like, which is most things. He's a great actor, and he plays his parts with the utmost conviction, but he quietly simmers, waiting to blow at that last second, when his cover is down.
He thinks both women and men are disgusting, and he constantly shirks from physical contact. He is cruel, harsh, and has incredibly violent mood swings. He tends to break things when he's angry, including his knuckles by punching things. He also constantly whistles this one, haunting, creepy melody, which seems to echo and shiver.
A history of me::
He was five years old when his older sister left the house to become a Pokemon trainer. Thus, he was raised around the bitter hole that her running away had left. His mother was chronically depressed, to the point of attempting suicide seven times. She eventually succeeded, leaving just Lyle and his father.
His father was a very secretive Pokemon breeder, making sure that he didn't allow any strangers around his buisness. He taught Lyle all about Pokemon, trying to ignore how the boy flinched away when he was touched by a human. Pokemon were a different story, however. His first Pokemon was given to him by his father, a young Eevee. He eventually evolved into an Umbreon. He caught a Weedle, a Slakoth, a Chimchar, and a Gastly. However, on one of his visits to the Pokemon center to get supplies for his father, a young woman asked him to trade her Gible for his Chimchar. He obliged, mainly because she was clinging to his arm.
After his next few years of training, his Slakoth became a Vigoroth, and his Weedle became a Kakuna and eventually a Beedrill. He became a powerful young trainer, until his father remarried. The woman was annoying to the 16 year old, especially when she hugged him. Eventually, this constant affection made him snap, and his anger got the best of him. He broke six of her ribs, broke her jaw, and shattered her collarbone.
His father kicked him out, of course. He left that house, traveling around as he knew his older sister had. A year later, he ran into an old man that gave him a Pokeball. He recognized the man as his father's father, but he accepted the occupied Pokeball and walked away, not saying a word. In the ball was a female Absol. He's now searching for his sister, though he only uses that as a reason to keep traveling. He doesn't want to find her, nor does he think she wants him to find her.
About four months ago, he was confronted by a Team Darkness grunt, who he swiftly defeated. He was extended an invitation to join their ranks, which he accepted. Since, he's taken up residency in the North Wing of the base.
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