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Age┊
19
Gender┊
Male
Sexual Orientation┊
Straight
Height┊
4'11"
Weight┊
97lbs
Occupation┊
Foraois City Gym Leader (Grass Gym) - Pokemon Contest Coordinator, winner of a Ribbon Cup
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 12:19 am
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PERSONALITY┊
Rosely is a thing to behold. Incredibly hard to find without at least a soft smile, the Faoris gym leader is always trying to brighten up the room be it with a cheery and bubbly attitude, or one of many cute and intricate coords. While at first glance there may be an air of carelessness and naivety to such a quiet and demure demeanor, there is an intelligence underneath that drives nearly all Rosely's actions with the precision that is used to both piecing together works of seamstress art, as well as awe inspiring performances on Pokemon Contest stages across the regions. While some may claim to see through "an act" and call such behavior manipulative, Rosely would just put on another natural, sweet smile and let it do all the talking. In all honesty, he still has a slight social awkwardness that prevents more of a response, though it is drowned out by such a natural radiance. The still young leader is doing the absolute best to use it to deal with anything that may be hiding in those dark shadows of the world which has learned about outside the Corlaine walls, all the while hoping that maybe, just maybe, he could spread that sweetness and cuteness to make the world a brighter place.
Rosely gains a strange confidence from this mindset that pushes him through most anything attempted, and is the biggest thing to blame for such resounding successes. It helps Rosely "make it look easy" to those who don't know just how much effort is put into each stitch of his life. It was probably all the years of watching over Melody that has prepared for this, now that it has been turned on its head with how much she had watched over helpless little Rosely. The Faoris gym leader just wants to see smiles on all the faces that walk through those welcoming gym doors! But social awkwardness does surprisingly help with one thing, for where there is a failure in interacting with other humans, Rosely excels in interacting with Pokemon, creating long lasting bonds that are displayed in spades by so many contest ribbons that adorn the gym lobby.
HISTORY┊
Rosely wasn't always Rosely, wasn't always a grass gym leader, hell... wasn't always master of his own life. But I guess that much is obvious, isn't it? While one doesn't simply get born right into a gym ring (Alright alright, so there was one case. An outlier doesn't make a trend), and people make up fun names all the time to improve their image. But I am serious. Rosely's life was all laid out even before he was born. Young life had only one thing in store and that was serving like so many generations that had come before. But this servant would end up different. Oh wait, I forgot another important bit... Rosely was also born Jarred Basil, and when ten years ago he thought he would be serving for the rest of his life.
But you don't want to hear about that silly story! You are here for the lovely Rosely!
Oh you do? Well alright then.
Growing up a servant wasn't all that bad when it is all your family really knows, the Basil family working under the great Corlaines for as long as their lines go back. Generation after generation being taught the butler and maid ways by the generation before them, even at such a young age. Jarred wasn't any different when he was assigned to watch over the daughter of the family, serving Serenity's nearly every will (as of course she had her maids to handle any more... personal matters). He would do so with a smile and polite bow, doing the best a young Basil could to make their charge feel comfortable and cared for. Of course there was always the fear that feelings might develop between two young children, but that master and servant line was firmly drawn and Jarred was quite keen on respecting it. Well, of course as a young boy he couldn't quite help the slightest of interest tickle his mind, and yet he was able to keep from entertaining such thoughts as he respected both his job too much, and respected the young Serenity more as his employer than anything romantic. (Well, anything romantic such a young brain could conjure) No, instead he settled for a professional friendship that was always expected to keep a going rapport. Well... those are some pretty big words for his brain back then... but he had something along those lines, and it seemed like she enjoyed the company as well. He could see she didn't quite get along with the others her age and was starting to become a bit of an outcast. It did help a little that he too was the target of some of those kids bullying, particularly his small size and quiet attitude, being called girly and told he should be a maid instead of butler. (Granted most of his "girly" demeanor was just learned from his job, being quiet and waiting on hand and foot, but kids don't really see that) But even as employer and employee, Jarred showed genuine want to be her friend, which helped the two grow close quite quickly. So quickly in fact... Serenity actually asked for his help in running away from home. Seemed like it wasn't just the other children that she was growing apart from. Jarred tried to reason with her a little, but... in the end he agreed and they stole away into the night...
This presented an interesting opportunity for these two young stowaways, the chance at a new life with their own rules. Lately both had been getting quite uncomfortable with their lifestyles. (well Serenity more so than Jarred, but even he was beginning to develop dreams of grandeur that he never thought possible to chase... until now) Serenity wanted to shed the frills and high class of her old life, and the more straight lace Jarred had such an inkling to let himself fall into line with what those bullies had been telling him, thinking that there really was some truth in their jabs. He didn't so much feel like a girl, but until now he couldn't voice the thoughts he use to have while repairing and altering Serenity's old dresses, the lace and bows almost calling to him. So when Serenity gave those up... Jarred quickly took them for himself. In fact, they pretty much ended up sharing her wardrobe, with Jarred using his sewing skills to alter a toned down line for her, and a quite girly line for him. And with new clothes came new names, so at that moment, Melody Tatlin and Rosely Fiarello were born.
Now the fun part!
Well, at first it wasn't all fun. Rosely and Melody struggled a bit with their new lives and journey, but with each other's help, the pair quickly got off to a running start. Rosely was surprisingly enjoying his new life so much, getting to use his sewing abilities to work on fun new clothes for himself and Melody, having the latter look out for the more helpless and awkward Rosely, and having his best Sweet Bean there with him the whole way. But Rosely's friendly nature toward the pokemon around him quickly grew his team without much effort at all, filling it with the cutest pokemon he could find, and making himself the cutest to match. It came so much easier to Rosely than he would ever think, even if he did still see himself as a boy, without someone actually mentioning it, none would have been the wiser. Honestly while Melody was all gung-ho for pokemon battles and gyms with sights on the Elite Four, Rosely was quite content following her around, studying all the pokemon they encountered, making more friends with pokemon than with actual people. Though, following Melody, Rosely couldn't help but try his own hand at battles, actually doing quite well with the amazing bonds that he had built with his pokemon. But his awkwardness kept how well he was truly doing a bit of a mystery. And yet Rosely continued to flourish, pokemon leveling quickly, and becoming cuter by the day!
Rosely seemed to be making an interesting connection between not only the fauna that surrounded, but also the flora. He liked to see how different pokemon interacted with their food, with their homes, with the very habitat around them. She was constantly looking at flowers along the way, how could she not look just beyond at the other flora around them? Granted the cute and beautiful flowers took most of her attention, but not being distracted by other humans gave her the time to look deeper. She used this knowledge to further her bond with her pokemon, through dabbling in making her own pokefood, to simply helping keep them comfortable whenever she could! It was a wonderful distraction that both kept her busy, and helped a bit with the pocketbook! Who knows, maybe one day it would lead to an even bigger opportunity? Eh? Eh? Hah! Yeah, like that would happen!
The two years went by so quickly, a journey that should have only been a year was stretched out with how much the pair took their time exploring every inch of the region they could making time fly by. Now it was finally coming to an end with the Elite Four looming over them. Melody was a little surprised when Rosely presented his badges as well... but was glad to have him their attempting the highest challenge together. Well... attempt was all they got when they eventually were defeated by the prowess of the best trainers in the region. Melody was a little miffed where Rosely didn't mind! He was happy for the experience! Instead he was much more excited for something right up his alley that he had been hearing about for the past couple months... Pokemon Contests!!! There were a couple different regions that had been boasting the festivals, calling trainers from all around to show off their moves and be judged on the very bond between pokemon and trainer. Rosely could go have fun, show off his lovely pokemon, and maybe even be crowned cutest of all?! Alright, maybe that last morsel was a touch exaggerated, but of course he was in! Melody already had her sights set on setting sail from Citra in order to train and become even stronger, so Rosely just had to voice the want to carry along and start his contest tour, executing well practiced routines, wowing crowds in every corner of the regions! He couldn't believe he could participate in something that was so Rosely. And so, with dreams of growing stronger, dreams of meeting new pokemon and their flowers, and dreams of a sparkling stage, Melody and Rosely set off abroad.
With a focus on contests, it didn't take Rosely long to break into the competition! It came so naturally! Instead of worrying about the crowd, it was all about the pokemon and the bonds built over the years that lead up to this point. It was perfect for him. At first, Rosely only attempted a few contests to test the waters, getting in lots of practice along side the usual study of local flora and fauna. It wasn't until the second region they visited that Rosely went all out in contests. And flourish he did! Winning one competition after the other, moving up the ranks so quickly, it didn't take Rosely long to find himself on the threshold of the local Grand Festival. He was excited. He was nervous. But he knew that the pokemon dear to him would pull through! And once more... Rosely and his team shone bright on the biggest stage of all, winning himself the final title of the cutest around~ Well, at least that was how Rosely saw it but he did walk away with the biggest recognition of all, a Ribbon Cup! But this wasn't all, for after his sparkling display he was approached by a researcher who seemed strangely familiar... In fact, he hailed from the very region that the two trainers had left and worked for a lovely aged gym leader, Jasmine of the Foraois Gym. Rosely's compassion and love for his pokemon was just what Jasmine had been looking for in a successor, and the researcher had been sent out to see if anyone outside of Citra fit that very criteria! Just so happened that what was found was from Citra originally. How ironic! Rosely was overjoyed, sharing the wonderful news with Melody. Only thing was, Rosely wasn't quite content with his travels just yet, and now with this new purpose there was all the more reason! And so Rosely accepted with this stipulation before being tied down to Foraois, as beautiful as it was. Promising to bring back research on plants of other regions with him, Rosely and Melody were off to see more lovely and new sights!
It was nearly two years before the two returned, the experience gained and sights seen had made them so much stronger Rosely finally felt it was time to settle down and begin the journey of helping the next generation follow in the trainer footsteps. With research under arm, even more ribbons on his belt both contest and fashion, and a now grown up Sweet Bean carrying him toward his new home, Rosely was so excited to tell Jasmine all about his travels. Melody on the other hand wasn't quite satisfied, begging her friend to join her for a bit more traveling, wanting to see more of the world. Rosely sadly declined as he felt it was time for him to take up the mantle in Faoris, as much as he wanted to see more of the world. And so the pair parted ways, Melody promising to visit regularly as to not lose such an amazing friendship! That was actually a year ago, and by now Rosely has settled quite nicely in Foraois; the town knowing him well enough to be mistaken for a lifetime resident, everyone loving the free roaming Sweet Bean, and Rosely himself exploring Milist Forest as if it was his very own personal back yard. He couldn't get enough of the lovely new trainers passing through, a warm smile always gracing his face even if he was still one of little words. He had helped many along the path and hoped to help many more onto their destiny! <3
LIKES┊
• Seamstress work • Plants • Sweets • His best friend • Smiles
DISLIKES┊
• Frownie Brownies • Mismatching clothing • Being tied down • Sour things • Misuse/Mistreatment of pokemon
FEARS┊
• Being called a fake • Seeing the darkness spread • Losing his smile
OTHER?┊
• Sweet Bean, Rosely's Arcanine, is more of a pet and companion than a pokemon used to battle. Sweet Bean is only used as a veeeeery last resort or if people really insiiiiiist. To the point where Rosely use to only battle with 5 pokemon, and call himself whited out even when there was still the strong Arcanine. Nearly always keeps him out of his pokeball as well, meaning all of Foraois is use to the quite large, happy canine wandering about by himself. • Being right on the edge, Rosely tends to like to explore the labyrinth that is the Milist forest from the back of Sweet Bean! Since he has inherited the love of plants and pokemon, and there are lots of fun, new ones there right in his back yard, why not spend much of his free time riding through the trees?! Arcanine tends to be a good helper too (As well as greatly cut down on travel time with his size) • Currently Rosely has seven unused ribbons (twelve in total counting those that went toward the first Grand Contest), because he wants to always keep five open for the moment someone presents themselves worthy of being called Rosely's cuteness rival! • In addition to ribbons, Rosely has one Princess Key. It was not an easy acquisition as the Kalos region Showcases are female only, and took some convincing on Rosely's part to be allowed to even participate. Thankfully he was, though, because he won the key with flying colors, and became popular enough to be asked to return one day for the other two and even his shot at the crown! Because of this, Rosely wears the key on a necklace at all times, as a reminder to himself that he can do anything he puts his mind to as long as you be true to yourself!
✿☆• Location - Wandering aimlessly ✿☆• Company - The Sweetest of Beans and a bouncing Brulee ✿☆• Brainspace - Where to begin... ✿☆• ooc - Doin' the thiiiiiiing~!
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves tab Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, tab And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! tab The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun tab The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand; tab Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree tab And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood, tab The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, tab And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through tab The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head tab He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? tab Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” tab He chortled in his joy.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves tab Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, tab And the mome raths outgrabe.
Rosely took a quick bow, followed by yet another. Her mind was racing after such a performance of poetry so strange. Aaaaa, did I do that right?! Such nonsensical and fantastical language painting a picture so wonky yet magical! Aaaaaa! Long, blush locks bounced as she rushed from the spotlight, soft eyes not even looking over what kind of reaction had been returned to such a performance.
If only she had... the beams of glee and applause may have just given her confidence...
✿☆• Location - Wandering aimlessly ✿☆• Company - The wind and the sky ✿☆• Brainspace - Where to begin... ✿☆• ooc - Doin' the thiiiiiiing~!
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves tab Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, tab And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! tab The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun tab The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand; tab Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree tab And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood, tab The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, tab And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through tab The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head tab He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? tab Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” tab He chortled in his joy.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves tab Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, tab And the mome raths outgrabe.
Rosely took a quick bow, followed by yet another. Her mind was racing after such a performance of poetry so strange. Aaaaa, did I do that right?! Such nonsensical and fantastical language painting a picture so wonky yet magical! Aaaaaa! Long, blush locks bounced as she rushed from the spotlight, soft eyes not even looking over what kind of reaction had been returned to such a performance.
If only she had... the beams of glee and applause may have just given her confidence...
✿☆• Coord - Pink Tail Bow ✿☆• Bag - Where did I leave that....
