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Prior of her amensia, some could call her the ice queen. A personality formed during the epidemic after learning the pains and sorrows of being betrayed, Asteria lived true to her typing and harsh and cool to anyone whom approached her. However, she now retains a personality similar to one she had in pre-epidemic times. Following up on her name, she's very bright and cheery even in the dire situations, looking to the positive side of everything. Asteria can be a bit shy, jumpy even. Getting easily spooked, however she does her best to hold her ground. She's easily influenced by others, if she finds someone she respects, she takes up on their habits sometimes. In rp, Asteria will be longing to know who she was in the past. It's most likely she'll be heavily influenced by whichever team she joins. Her personality will begin to develop around there. Her sets of morals, laws, and codes will be dependent on the team. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
A small and skinny glaceon compared to average, however her appearance remains much like one. Prior to her amnesia, her fur was also bristled and often was she tense. She's more relaxed now, however she's always in a daze and can get very clumsy. UPON CLOSER INSPECTION:... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Born to a espeon and a pikachu that have ran away from their homes to be together, Asteria was clearly proof of their on-the-whim love. It was a harsh cold winter when her mother gave birth to the eevee, her name from her mother who thought she was the stars of her night. But the father left them as soon as she was born. Her mother was distraught, disdained, surely a pokemon's first instinct was to be with their child. However the pikachu thought otherwise when he returned to be with his trainer. That did not bring down the espeon's desire to keep her child. Asteria's mother give her all the love she needed and raised her away from all the dangers in the world. A normal, quiet family, however Asteria was not allowed to venture outside of her home and was ignorant to many things. As she grew older, so did her desire to leave home. While her mother left to gather food, Asteria, for the first time, disobeyed her mother and explored outside. Nothing more than wind and snow. She admitted that she was scared, nothing but white around her. However she ventured too far, and could not recall her way back. Asteria was lost. She was soon founded by a trainer who immediately sent out his pokemon to fight the eevee. Asteria was battered up by the time the battle was over, only winning against the mightyena by sheer luck (we seriously mean sheer luck if the pokemon was stupid enough to hit itself against an icy rock as the eevee dodged). And with that, she evolved. The newly-evolved glaceon was confused at her new form. Right upon then did the trainer capture her in a pokeball. She was immediately healed up in a pokemon center and her trainer treated the glaceon with care. The whole time she was in the pokeball, she felt respect for the trainer as he continued to carry her around, however she still regretted the day she left home. What a fickle fate, that her trainer was also her father's trainer. Not that she knows of course. The epidemic hit right when the trainer was about to leave the city of Snowpoint. Everybody was immediately killed by undead, while Asteria only hid and watched. Traumatizing it was, the glaceon could only force herself to move on and look for her mother. Asteria could only survive in secret where she constantly hid in the undergrowth, trees, masking her scent in the mud and Undead muck. Disgusting, it was disgusting. With her journey, she came across several survivors of shapes and sizes, differing personalities. All of them she was able to bond with. All of them soon or later, dead. Anxiety and stress fell heavily on her, she felt her mind go blank every time, and each time would grow longer and longer. She felt at fault, it was all her fault. She couldn't kill, she couldn't defend. She constantly depended on others to do her work. The constant deaths took a toll on her, when she finally fainted and woke up remembering nothing. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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