Tressy Blair Grace

[Cronic/®ain]

Sprite:

Age:

16

Gender:

Female

Profession:

Trainer/Breeder

Appearance:

Tressy has very long dark brown hair that waves about near her shoulders, it tapers as it gets further down, she keeps her long bangs whisked to one side of her face. She has tanned skin from working in the sun with her parents as a child, and insisting to spend lots of time outside even after the incident. Her eyes are a bright hazel, always showing a spark of happiness, no matter her mood. She wears the clothes of a breeder over her slim figure, the t-shirt and apron hiding her curves, a little anyway. They don't however hide her arms and legs which are well muscled from the work that she has done since she was five. Her dad always told her the best breeders kept themselves in top shape.

Personality:

Tressy is a continually bubbling fountain of kindness and empathy. She doesn't get annoying, she's not that kind of happy, its more the kind that cheers you up when your around her. Her nice smile, dancing eyes and determined attitude are enough to make even a very sad person smile, if only for a moment. She has a strange talent of making friends without meaning too, just from her soft, cautious kindness. She is very empathetic and likes nothing more than to listen to others problems and help them if she can. She doesn't do so well at handling her own, but usually shes alone when the happiness kind of dims for her to show a few tears now and then. Shes the one who will sing and dance for others enjoyment, or if they prefer just stand quietly aside and let her soft happiness warm up the room. She loves Pokemon with a passion.

History:

Her parents were both breeders of Pokemon, very good ones too. She helped them run a daycare on the side of their training and breeding for the strongest, smartest, fastest Pokemon. From the age of five she was with one of them learning how to train, or just sitting out back watching the Pokemon in the daycare. By the time she was eight she was running the daycare herself, and helping her parents with their breeding charts, sketching the Pokemon in the daycare in her spare time. Starry-eyed with wonder at the strongest biggest ones that stayed with them, even Caterpies were amazing her, though they were the first Pokemon she was let near as a child. Tressy was very friendly and helpful to any of the customers, even the more gruff ones, she seemed to know what to do around them naturally, treating them with respect. At the age of ten one of the Pokemon that was brought by the daycare began causing trouble, it wasn't like this didn't happen but it was rare. Tressy called her parents and they went outside to deal with the mean Mighteyna. Her father was mauled to death by the Pokemon and her mother was hurt by it too. After that her mother declined having anything further to do with Pokemon, staying as far away from them and her old job as she could. Keeping Tressy away from them as often as possible. Declining point-blank to let her become a trainer or a breeder. Tressy got a job at thirteen and labored away in a place that made trainer items, moving boxes from truck to storage, and back again. Her obsession with Pokemon never ebbed and she got out whenever possible to watch trainers and wild Pokemon, often bringing her sketchbook. Now that shes turning Sixteen shes decided sneaking out isn't enough for her anymore, so she left a note to her mom explaining her feelings and why she was leaving, saying she would keep in touch, before running off to get her first Pokemon and become a trainer, or a breeder, like she always wanted.

Bag:

None

Pokemon:

N/A

Badge/Ribbon Case:

N/A