Pokimono -Osore-

EEYYYY meet the umbreon i've had for 2 years but never apped 8')


Name: Osore

Birthday: June 4rth

Pokemon: Umbreon

Age: 25

Village: Scorched Mountain Village

Job: Worker (Owns an incense shop)

Ability: Synchronize. If you afflict him with a status condition, you'll be afflicted as well.

Attacks:
Protect
Moonlight

Likes: Routine. Order. Quiet, tidy places. Bitter food, and Rawst berries. Knowledge! Learning! Facts of the world, learning about various pokemon. Libraries. Intellectual conversations. Aromas. Herbs. Things that smell nice. Clean clothes. Helping sick people. Espeons.

Dislikes: Busy places or many people. Other umbreons. Rude or arrogant people. Weather extremes. Rough terrain (they hurt his feet). Really windy days. Sweet foods. Talking about vulgar things.

Personality : Osore is a careful natured umbreon, prefering to keep to himself and his daily routine than to venture out of it or explore. Though not un-sociable, he doesn't seek out company from others unless it's necessary and spends most of his time in his small but comforting incense shop, creating fragrances of all sorts with various effects as well. He's very knowledgeable about a wide variety of topics, but his 'street' smart is a definite weakness, favoring reading books over experiencing them himself. However, his natural hunger for knowledge drives him out of his comfort zone every so often and he often finds himself regretting his rampant curiousity.

History: Osore, or 'Oso' for short, was born within a temple that believed in light and purity. Extreme in their beliefs, they raise young eevees from birth, indoctrinating them with lessons of 'light' and cleanliness. All eevess residing in the temple were raised to believe Espeons were the greater of the eeveelutions, the ones with the purest and strongest mind, the pokemon that came from joy under the sun's light, while Umbreons were revered as the latter. They were beings of dark, impure, sinful thoughts who committed acts based on vulgar instinct and worked in the darkness. Every day, Oso took up his lessons with his siblings, and he seemed to thrive. His natural hunger for knowledge meant he excelled in his courses, absorbing the brainwashing like the perfect sponge. For years, he was happy, blindly accepting the words of his teachers as truth and living in ignorant bliss, taking pride and looking forward to being a creature of light and purity when his time came.

And his time did come. Sooner than he'd expected. The temple's teachings were so strict that the children had never once been allowed out once the sun set, for fear that they might be corrupted by the darkness. But children will be children, and at the sensitive age of 13, Osore's siblings gathered one night to sneak out, to see the dreaded 'night' they'd heard so much of but never once gotten to see for themselves. Though Osore initially resisted the idea, his careful nature opting that they follow the temple's rules, he eventually caved to the peer pressure of his siblings and followed them out. That night, Osore evolved, into the pokemon he'd been taught to hate most. When the children slid out and the night air gently welcomed them, Osore felt such thrill, such joy and excitement as the full moon shone down on them. The crickets called to him, the stars shone in his eyes, and the sudden feeling of belonging overwhelmed the eevee so suddenly that he evolved right then and there.

The rejection that followed was brutal and without mercy. A temple that had once pretended to care for him threw him out, his siblings pushing him away as a cursed creature, Osore finding himself on the streets with no family or friends. However, his knowledge was there. Though he lacked in many aspects of life experience, the temple had been grooming him to become a respected healer. His knowledge in plants and other aspects of the medical field supported him, and though he could not become a 'certified' healer, he shifted his knowledge of plants and herbs into making incense that soothed both mind and body. Though Osore has quietly accepted his umbreon fate, he still suffers a great deal of denial, still choosing to rise and sleep with the sun despite it being difficult to sleep. He refuses to partake in anything deemed 'sinful' and hee still finds himself hating other umbreons, as well as himself.


Additional info:

o. He continues to grow his hair out because the temple believed long hair represented wisdom.
o. His forehead ring glows. He has another ring on his chest that glows as well.
o. Though he's not certified as a healer, he still treats wounds for lower income villagers.
o. He loves the dark, but hates admitting that to himself and usually tries to keep things well lit.
o. He can see in the dark clear as day.
o. He's very agile. Though not strong, his nimble legs and pawed feet make him quick.
o. He will resist fighting with every fiber of being, instead taking the 'higher' moral ground.

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