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Name| HalimaCuavatinoAntony
Age| 23
Gender| Female
Pokemon| Breloom #286the mushroom pokemon
Height| 5'6''
Ability| Poison Heal - If the Pokémon is poisoned or badly poisoned, it will gain 1/8 of its maximum HP at the end of each of its turns instead of taking damage.
Moveset|Swords Dance increases the user's Attack stat by two stages.
Seed Bomb inflicts damage and has no secondary effect.
Stone Edge deals damage and has an increased critical hit ratio.
Mach Punch inflicts damage, and is an increased priority move.
Occupation| Bodyguard
Likes| Fighting, sleeping, eating, tattoos, making people upset, kids, sun bathing, Adventure Time, fighting, parkour, and doing dangerous stuff.
Dislikes|Sitting around with nothing to do, forever happy people, bratty kids, most teenagers, being bothered.
Personality| Halima's a nice person. Hidden by layers and layers or blunt sassiness. She usually has a scowl on her her face, if not appearing stoic most of the time. She also doesn't like people, but forces herself to socialize if she feels the need to. She can get annoyed easily and may become hostile... A civilized version of hostile if that makes any sense. She really doesn't care what you think or what you have to say. But if she does, that means she may possibly consider you a friend. Or at the very least, interesting.
History| She lived in the forested parts of Forina with a tribe of natives. This tribe of poke-people took pride in their hunters and warriors. Halima's violent tendeacies led her to become one of these fighters that would bring in food and fight off intruders. Despite their way of living, they were aware of the outside world and its technological achievments.
One day, a group of oddly dressed men came into the villiage with theirmetal fire sticksguns. They came in search of a strong person, and Halima came forth. The men took Halima away and brought her to Rustburo City where she met with an executive in the Devon Corp. . There, she was given the task of protecting his sharp-tongued teenage son, and was paid to do so.
The kid was bratty and smug, and that pissed her off to no end. But she did her job none the less. She spent the few years protecting him, and adapting to the city life. The first part wasn't that hard, besides a few schoolyard bullies here and there, but getting use to all these people was more of a challenge. So her boss proposed that she needed to relax and learn how to deal with people, because trying to kill everybody that gets near them isn't good for business.
Nature| hardy, likes to fight
Additional Information| - She has a Toxic Orb, and if she isn't doing anything, she starts to become sicker and sicker. So she's an active person to keep her ability going or else she'll die. But she does have a cough either way.Or she could always take it off. But that would be silly.
- Will never wear a dress for as long as everything.
- Really nice to kids, unless they're bratty, then she's the same snarky person.
- Enjoys parkour
- She has CTS (Craig Tucker Syndrome), which means she has the need to flip you off.
- Her ears are sensitive. SO SENSITIVE.
- Has a fear of being on boats.
- Takes care of her nails, hair, and skin surprisingly well.
- Enjoys horror movies, hates exorcism movies and will be traumatized for days.
- Can hot wire vehicles.
- Has an iron stomach.
- Has a lotus tattoo on the back of her neck covered by her hair. She isn't hiding it though, but a lot of people don't know about it. Considering she doesn't put her hair into a ponytail much.
- Watches a lot of cartoons.
- Toxic orb is now cracked.
I also like how below this..is all out rp's.
a year of catty romance
there's this teacher who plays music really loudly.... where we can hear it and there's A WHOLE LOCKER SET SPACE OF WALL BETWEEN OUT CLASSROOM and she played this song
...Oh my god best teacher
yeaaah
she plays good music
but some kid took her graphing calculator, threw it on the ground, stomped on it and called her a bitch
WHY DO THIS
CAUSE THAT WAS THE REGULAR CLASS PERIOD.
REGULAR CLASSES HAVE THE BAD KIDS.