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Holy mother of... it's been so long since I've done this... I feel so rusty... ;^;
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Here's my Character Application for

Name: (x) Sai

Age: 26 ... do ghosts age?

Birthday: November 11th

Shop: Post Office

Pokémon: Drifblim, Blimp Pokémon
It's drowsy in daytime, but at dusk, swarms of them are carried aloft on winds. When noticed, they suddenly vanish, no one knows where they go. It can generate and release gas within its body; that's how it can control the altitude of its drift. It can carry people and Pokémon when it flies, but since it only drifts, it can end up anywhere.

Relationship Status: Commited / Undefined

Personality: A generally quiet individual, Sai handles just fine if left alone. Silent and discreet, his presence is rarely ever registered by anyone as he quietly drifts left and right carrying off the tasks he has been assigned. After all that has been said and done he will quietly retreat to his "corner" to rest and carry on with his daily duties. He dislikes being startled and when that happens he tends to simply fade away to avoid further contact; something that also happens if he gets scolded for something or is sulking or embarrassed. Unlike first impressions, however, Sai is not quite antisocial as he tends to operate just as well in groups and can be quite tender and affectionate, looking out for everyone if he has to.

Sai's voice is something literally unheard of, although, contrary to popular belief, he can speak both normally as well as telepathically just fine. He prefers to communicate with gestures, nods, or by drawing small things on the sketchbook he's always carrying with him for that same reason. The only times he will speak are if the situation absolutely requires it or with very close friends.

Overall timid he won't stand up for himself but will rather seek an escape route, unless that directly conflicts with his work at which case he will do whatever he has to in order to maneuver himself out of the tight spot and do what needs to be done.

History: For all the time Sai could remember himself he always drifted from place to place, from home to home, from person to person. He never really had a place to rest and never really required it. Stripped from a permanent hometown, a permanent identity and any permanent bonds he floated left and right without destination.

Where do wanderers go when they're wandering? That's a good question to state. Sai's answer to this would be anywhere and nowhere. The road is the destination itself for there is no ultimate goal to the journey. And although claiming to be nobody a traveler's identity is forged of their experiences; the little tidbits of people and places that latch onto them even if memory fails them. And so, slowly, but steadily, a change started to occur deep within him and he started longing for a haven to settle in.

And his traveling continued, but not one place appeared to appeal to him. Cities were too large and too busy, it never felt right for him to stay. The people were too loud and he felt even more pale than usual, neglected. Towns, on the other hand, felt too sleepy.. and although that was quite accommodating he wanted something more.

Around that time he happened across a small flock of others of his kind, drifting much the same way as he did; it was something in their blood. And for a time this was good and gave him a sense for belonging. He was finally somewhere where his inability to touch down somewhere wasn't frowned upon and his habit of teetering on edges of tall places, gently rocking back and forth feeling the wind didn't scare anyone since everybody pretty much did the same... but somehow that eventually stopped feeling so fulfilling and he found himself straying.

During one of his later travels he happened upon rumors of a village where Pokémon like himself gathered and since he had nothing much better to do he went for it, curious as to what kind of place that could be.

Additional Information:
Proud owner of a murderous sweet tooth, sweets are never safe around Sai
Has a habit of teetering close to edges far off the ground
Will disappear if placed under emotional pressure
How his scarf manages to have three edges is an unsolved mystery as nobody has seen it when its not around Sai's neck
Sai is a lot more durable than his lanky appearance lets on

Here's to hoping both me and my friend make it in the group~ >w< being able to do this after some time feels great~

Description

Holy mother of... it's been so long since I've done this... I feel so rusty... ;^;
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Here's my Character Application for

Name: (x) Sai

Age: 26 ... do ghosts age?

Birthday: November 11th

Shop: Post Office

Pokémon: Drifblim, Blimp Pokémon
It's drowsy in daytime, but at dusk, swarms of them are carried aloft on winds. When noticed, they suddenly vanish, no one knows where they go. It can generate and release gas within its body; that's how it can control the altitude of its drift. It can carry people and Pokémon when it flies, but since it only drifts, it can end up anywhere.

Relationship Status: Commited / Undefined

Personality: A generally quiet individual, Sai handles just fine if left alone. Silent and discreet, his presence is rarely ever registered by anyone as he quietly drifts left and right carrying off the tasks he has been assigned. After all that has been said and done he will quietly retreat to his "corner" to rest and carry on with his daily duties. He dislikes being startled and when that happens he tends to simply fade away to avoid further contact; something that also happens if he gets scolded for something or is sulking or embarrassed. Unlike first impressions, however, Sai is not quite antisocial as he tends to operate just as well in groups and can be quite tender and affectionate, looking out for everyone if he has to.

Sai's voice is something literally unheard of, although, contrary to popular belief, he can speak both normally as well as telepathically just fine. He prefers to communicate with gestures, nods, or by drawing small things on the sketchbook he's always carrying with him for that same reason. The only times he will speak are if the situation absolutely requires it or with very close friends.

Overall timid he won't stand up for himself but will rather seek an escape route, unless that directly conflicts with his work at which case he will do whatever he has to in order to maneuver himself out of the tight spot and do what needs to be done.

History: For all the time Sai could remember himself he always drifted from place to place, from home to home, from person to person. He never really had a place to rest and never really required it. Stripped from a permanent hometown, a permanent identity and any permanent bonds he floated left and right without destination.

Where do wanderers go when they're wandering? That's a good question to state. Sai's answer to this would be anywhere and nowhere. The road is the destination itself for there is no ultimate goal to the journey. And although claiming to be nobody a traveler's identity is forged of their experiences; the little tidbits of people and places that latch onto them even if memory fails them. And so, slowly, but steadily, a change started to occur deep within him and he started longing for a haven to settle in.

And his traveling continued, but not one place appeared to appeal to him. Cities were too large and too busy, it never felt right for him to stay. The people were too loud and he felt even more pale than usual, neglected. Towns, on the other hand, felt too sleepy.. and although that was quite accommodating he wanted something more.

Around that time he happened across a small flock of others of his kind, drifting much the same way as he did; it was something in their blood. And for a time this was good and gave him a sense for belonging. He was finally somewhere where his inability to touch down somewhere wasn't frowned upon and his habit of teetering on edges of tall places, gently rocking back and forth feeling the wind didn't scare anyone since everybody pretty much did the same... but somehow that eventually stopped feeling so fulfilling and he found himself straying.

During one of his later travels he happened upon rumors of a village where Pokémon like himself gathered and since he had nothing much better to do he went for it, curious as to what kind of place that could be.

Additional Information:
Proud owner of a murderous sweet tooth, sweets are never safe around Sai
Has a habit of teetering close to edges far off the ground
Will disappear if placed under emotional pressure
How his scarf manages to have three edges is an unsolved mystery as nobody has seen it when its not around Sai's neck
Sai is a lot more durable than his lanky appearance lets on

Here's to hoping both me and my friend make it in the group~ >w< being able to do this after some time feels great~