Dagger Lynn Mitsu

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{/ Dagger Lynn Mitsu \}

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``Please, call me;; Dag-Dag, Daggy, DLM, etc.
``Well, I was born;; Female
``I've lived a total of;; Sixteen Years
``I was born on;; March 13
``I hope to become a skilled;; Breeder

``Sure, you can take a look;;
My Norm;;
Lets start with 'the hornets nest', or so my mother used to say. I always keep my hair shoulder length, much to short for my family's tastes, but I believe long hair just gets in the way. Despite my constant straightening, it always bounces right back into that annoying wave. It curls out or in at random, giving my locks the look of water, if you want to go that far. As for the color, it looks black, but its really a darker shade of navy. When the sun is out and shining, it gives my hair a sort of 'highlight' making the blue easier to see.

Well, next would be my figure. I would say I'm nothing special, but if you asked a couple of the boys in my old school, they would likely say other wise. I have modest curves, to keep things simple. I do pride myself in my muscles, and I certainly worked hard to keep them in shape. I have noticeable biceps, triceps, lower leg and calf muscles, to put things in order. I wouldn't say I have abs, those can be left to the boys I guess. I stand at five feet, ten inches, and weight a nice round one-hundred and twenty-two pounds, the last time I checked. Last but not least, I like to keep a nice, caramel tan, or a bronzed look I like to call it.

My Oddities;;
Well, I'm not fully human, to be blunt. I'm what everyone calls a pokemorph. A wartortle pokemorph, to be exact, and I have the features to prove it. I have light blue fluffed ears, and a long feathery tail to match. This tail comes from the small of my back, its an extension of my spine as far as I know. You know how a regular Wartortle has a shell? Well, I have almost the same thing on my back. I have 'scales', per say, that are just basically hardened skin in a darker brown color, covering my back from my shoulder blades to the top of my rear end. My canine teeth are longer, like fangs, and stick slightly out of my upper lip. My toes are webbed, a thin piece of skin in between each and every digit. Remember that I said that I like to keep my skin tanned? Well, I do it for a reason. My natural skin tone is actually blue, a bright ocean water blue, and that kind of color gets peoples attention. Lastly, my eyes are gold in color, not your normal green or blue.

My attire;;
When it comes to clothes, I like to keep things simple. I can normally be found in a black sleeveless muscle t-shirt, cargo camouflage pants with plenty of pockets, and a black hoodie tied around my waist. I just adore my black leather combat boots with studs around the soles, and bright neon lime green laces. On to accessories. I can more often then not be found with a bandanna of some sort tied around my head, my favorite being a white number with skulls on it. I also prefer my red fingerless gloves. My only jewelery is my silver chain with a blastoise pendent in full color, it was my dad's way back when...

``I'm just me, like it or not;;
My Likes;
Researching, Writing, Pokemon, Cooking, Singing, The Water
My Dislikes;
Pokémon abusers, Heights, Fire, To Much Noise
My Fears;
Snakes, Rejection, Being a constant Bother

``Can you read me like a book?;;
I'm quiet, almost to the point I seem stand offish or anti-social. Its true I prefer to be alone in a quiet corner with my notebook, it doesn't mean I don't like other people's company. I enjoy a good conversation every once in a while, its just that to many people can make me uncomfortable. Well, you would too if all people do is stare at your ears and tail. I avoid large gatherings as much as humanly possible, and I try not to speak above a whisper most of the time. My quiet nature has also, on a side note, earns me something a reputation very quickly in most towns. I don't like to cause a fuss, but what can you do when trouble seems to follow you?

I have a wonderful sense of humor, and just love to crack jokes. This may seem odd, from one so quiet, but when I make friends, I like to keep life fresh and full of surprises. I try to make others laugh and enjoy life, even if its at my own expanse. Life is to short to spend depressed, you need to live a little and enjoy yourself. And i'm here to make you give it a try. Spend a few minutes with me, and I'll have you rolling on the floor in stitchs. I'm told I am the life of the party, and since I do enjoy a good get-together with friends, come prepared to have the time of your life.

I'm, or so I'm told, extremely generous. I would give my right arm if you needed it. I just love to be helpful, all you have to do is ask, and I will do everything in my power to get you what you requested. Be it answers, comfort, or just a simple piece of paper. Ask, and you shall receive; its one of my policies. If your in trouble, I'll give my assistance. If your in need of a friend, I have a shoulder you can cry on. If you want a nice set of poke balls, I'll hunt them down, purchase them if I'm able, and gladly give them to you, no charge. I've been told, more then once, that I'm too nice and people will just take advantage of me. Well, I certainly hope thats not the case.

I'm loyal beyond belief, if thats even possible. If I call you a friend, I'm your ally for life. You can always count on me to be there when you need me, no questions asked. I'm a good listener, and will lend that ear to you in your time of need. I'm always willing to lay my reputation, or even my life, for one those I care for. I can become fierce, surprisingly, if my loved ones are in danger or threatened. I'm not afraid to use my strength to help those in need, and I will not hesitate in the face of that danger. So bad guys beware, you cross me, my Pokemon, or my friends, and your in for one heck of a butt kicking.

My flaws, unfortunately, are plentiful in my eyes. I'm extremely shy around those I'm not familiar with, and still soft spoken when I'm hanging with my friends. I have a tendency to stutter when flustered, which happens often. I have a horrible, explosive temper, amazingly. If you some how manage to break me, and get me angry, well lets just say you should run for the hills. I don't talk when I'm angry, I use my fists.

``My Family...;;
Mother; Valentina Mitsu (Passed)
Father; Lucifer Mitsu (Passed)
Brother; Markku Mitsu (Alive and Well)
Sisters; Rose Mitsu (Passed) - Althea Mitsu (Alive and Well)

``My past, is a story all on its own;;
Valentina, a beautiful young woman in her late twenties, lived a rather boring life in Snowpoint City, Sinnoh. She was the heir to a vast estate her father's family owned on the outskirts of the city, which meant they were normally isolated during the extremely often blizzards that occur in the coldest place in the Sinnoh region. Valentina never had any gentleman callers, for two very simply reasons. One, due to her position on the map, most men she met would rather not make the hours to come calling. Two, her father absolutely forbade any kind of interaction with the opposite sex, despite his daughter already nearing her thirties.

Well, lets just say Valentina didn't heed her father's wishes, and constantly left her room in the dead of night to go clubbing or flirt with the locals. On one of these nights, when her urge to socialize pushed her into one of the more bright clubs, she met a gentleman named Lucifer. This young man was standing at the bar, nursing a drink, and when she came up beside him, he gave a friendly wink and a smile. Her was covered from head to toe in layers of clothes, despite the scorching lights that flashed above their hands, and being the nice one she was, Valentina asked to take him for a walk outside. He gladly took her arm, and accepted her invitation.

Valentina had fallen for a complete stranger, and she just couldn't bare to stay away from him for too long. He even climbed up to her estate once or twice to visit her, unnoticed to her father of course. After a few months of flirting and courting, Lucifer revealed his deepest secret to the love of his life. That he wasn't fully what he appeared to be, he was half Pokemon, a 'freak' to the outside world.

Valentina took the news in stride, asking appropriate questions and expressing just how much she loved his fluffy tail. Wartortles had always been a favorite Pokémon for the young woman, and now she had a boy friend that was half that cute little water type. She couldn't get any happier. Well, that is, until a year later, when he got down on one knee and asked her to become his wife. She joyfully excepted, and they married in her father's lobby. He, of course, wasn't pleased that his daughter had got engaged behind his back, but he was happy to finally see her happy.

A few months after the newlyweds returned from their honeymoon to the Kanto region, Valentina gave Lucifer the great news. She was pregnant! And, after a love filled nine months, a little girl was born. She held the same Pokémon features as her father, with a little fluffy tail and big gold eyes. They named her Dagger, and the new family just kept on growing. Dagger was growing up fast, and as the years started passing, Valentina and Lucifer got busy and had three more kids. First Markku, then Rose, then little Althea, all cute as a button and looked upon with love and adoration by their parents and older sister.

Dagger always expressed a love for learning, and caring for little things. She was a fast study, and was always top of her class. Yes, she was enrolled in public school, but her father always stressed the importance of keeping her Pokémon features hidden. He feared that, being part Pokemon, the other kids would tease her or even worse, start hazing her. Dagger did as she was told, and kept to wearing bandannas and a sweatshirt around her waist. Even with these extra hassles, she still kept straight 'A's'.

When she wasn't studying school, she was helping her mother cook and care for the estates many little Pokémon. All the children took a liking to the miniature zoo they had in the garage, and each took care of their favorites. Dagger mostly stayed with the water types, since the fire types had always scared her, but she never picked favorites. All the little ones got her attention, and she never ignored a request.

The years rolled by rather quickly, and before she knew it, Dagger was eating cake and ice cream on her fourteenth birthday. That was the most memorable of her life, but not because she exactly what she asked for. It was the day most of her family was taken from her, and she could do nothing to stop it...

Dagger and her brother were out running errands for the coming party, despite the fact she specifically said she didn't a very big event. But of course, when you live with your grandparents in a massive mansion, your requests are bound to end up bouncing off the walls with no one to listen to them. Her grandparents had gone out to fetch her presents, while her parents stayed behind to decorate. Dagger first dropped her youngest sister off at a friends for a sleep over, which she insisted on, then went shopping with her little brother.

It was nearly noon by the time they finished, and were merrily riding their bikes threw the snow back home. She only started to worry when a large black cloud filled the sky, and blocked her view of her home. She knew almost instantly that the house was on fire, and screamed to Markku to go get help. She raced up the slope to her mansion home, tears streaming down her cheeks and her calf's burning from pedaling to hard. She arrived to see bright orange flames licking the walls on both the outside and inside of the building, there was no way for her to run inside and help. She prayed that the rest of her family had gotten out, that they somehow had survived. They were left unanswered.

Hours passed in mere minutes for the young pokemorph, she was wrapped in a blanket when the fire department finally arrived and given a mug of hot chocolate. She was forced to sit on the curb while they put the blaze out, and searched the home for survivors. There where none, everyone was gone. The only ones left were herself, her brother, and her little sister. Her grandparents had no home, they had no parents. That day, Dagger's resolve was hardened, and she vowed to make them proud of her.

Two years passed just as quickly as the rest of her childhood had, the only differences being they had moved into a smaller version of her childhood home, she spent some of her time in physical training, and she had to help care of her little siblings. She kept learning, researching, studying to become what she always wanted to be, a breeder. She worked twice as hard, and received all the more good results. When she finally turned sixteen, she made the final decision to go on her own Pokémon journey, so she could learn and expand her knowledge.

She bought supplies, a map of all the regions, and of course stocked up on her writing things. It took a few weeks, but she was finally ready and rearing to go to the place that just seemed perfect. Lanorae, a newly discovered region that held just as rare Pokémon that were just begging to be learned about. So, with a tear filled good bye, she left her siblings and grandparents behind in white Snowpoint, and boarded the first boat she could get to Lanorae.

``Things you should know about me;;
~~ Being part Pokemon, I can fully understand Pokémon speech.
~~ I can spit water, real water. Like if someone had taken a drink then spit it back out, though mines a bit more forceful.
~~ I never go any where without my trusty camo messenger bag, which holds all my stuff.
~~ I often bake poke food, and I always enjoy handing it out to those who want some for their partners.

[ was an accepted character before being archived ]