Post by Santana Reyes on Oct 25, 2024 3:14:50 GMT
Santana F. Reyes
NAME Santana Fontaine Reyes | AGE Eighteen |
OCCUPATION Breeder | HOMETOWN Los Taquitos Flotantes/Paldea |
GENDER/SEXUALITY Fluid/Gay | PLAYED BY Sylent Hyll |
PERSONALITY
POSITIVE TRAITS: • Analytical • Cares Deeply for Pokemon • Even-Tempered • Inquisitive • Reliable | NEGATIVE TRAITS: • Blunt • Finite Social Battery • Gets Hyper-Focused on Tasks • Insecure • Stubborn |
LIKES • Autumn Colors • Bugs • Forests • Ghost Stories • Graveyards • Night • Rain | DISLIKES: • Allergy Season • Arrogant People • Crowds • Excessive Noise • Needless Cruelty • Really Spicy Stuff • Summer Heat |
POKEMON
Nickname - "Skitter"
Species - Nincada Gender - Male
Ability - Run Away Level - 10
Moves - Absorb, Endure [Egg Move], Sand Attack, Fury Swipes
Nickname - "Skitter"
Species - Nincada Gender - Male
Ability - Run Away Level - 10
Moves - Absorb, Endure [Egg Move], Sand Attack, Fury Swipes
APPEARANCE
At a glance, it's difficult to answer the question of whether Santana is a boy or a girl due to natural androgyny. His green eyes don't stick out much from amid his long, dark-brown hair or his olive skin. He's slender and usually wears his hair loose, though he's put it up into different styles to try out new things - braids, pigtails, an incredibly messy bun. Standing about five-foot-three, he's referred to himself as "a deck of cards with a jester" in the past when referencing his height. His skin is usually clean, soft, and smooth; his hair, though equally clean, often appears unkempt regardless of how he wears it. He likes casual, comfortable clothing but is perhaps best known for his favorite shirt: a black hoodie with an umbreon's ears and tail and a yellow ring on each upper arm; wearing the hood up as often as he does certainly doesn't help with distinguishing his gender.
HISTORY
Ever heard of Los Taquitos Flotantes? Yeah, most people haven't. Ironically, it's not even high-class - but it is a party boat. Los Taquitos Flotantes, or The Floating Taquitos, is a small cruise ship that prides itself on beans and bread. Many dishes come from Paldea but there are also numerous dishes unique to the family that owns and operates it - namely, the Santiago-Dominguez family. They're friendly enough if you've got money burning a hole in your pocket, but their business practices are not exactly on the up-and-up. They've been quietly accused of racqueteering, intimidation, and tax evasion in the past but no one's ever been able to pin them down. Some even suspect them of smuggling. But the one good thing they do is make sure their family is very well-taken-care-of.
This means making money however they can but fortunately, they bring in a lot of money with their famous taquitos - their namesake cuisine - and the rest of their expansive menu. Their various flavors of paletas and Jarritos - ice pops and sodas - are also especially popular. A lot of their cooked food runs the gamut from incredibly mild to WHY-IN-THE-NAME-OF-ALL-THAT-IS-HOLY-IS-MY-HEAD-ON-FIRE spicy. While many people have their favorites, Santana's has always been the chicken and red pepper taquitos with a grape Jarritos (though the pineapple is also really good).
For reasons they keep very secret even among their own large family, however, the Santiago-Dominguezes have not gone ashore in many years; in fact, some members of the family have never set foot on land at all. Santana is one of these, having been born and raised aboard the ship. Some of the family are midwives, nurses, and doctors; others are engineers or security experts; and a handful are even artists and musicians. But the vast majority of them can cook at least to some extent (yes, even Santana).
Taking care of their family also means education. While none of them are formal educators, they all know enough between them that schooling the younger generations is easy enough. This is how Santana learned all the necessary stuff as well as more than her fair share about pokemon and pokemon battling. Nonetheless, she's never had a pokemon of her own. For one thing, most of the family has an understandable aversion to bugs and birds - both things that tend to swipe or spoil food. And since food is the bulk of their business...yeah, they're not friendly toward such things.
But Santana is curious - always has been. Not about gender...well, yes, about that as well. But the family is surprisingly open-minded; there are several members that are non-binary or trans and more than a dozen that are gay or bi. Santana being gender-fluid and completely confused by how to present himself (or herself) is completely normal and he has more support than one might think in a family so large. When you have close to a hundred people living on the same boat and they're all related to one another in some fashion, you learn very quickly to accept most eccentricities or unique qualities and they don't tend to stand out much.
No, what he - or she - is curious about is bugs. He's read a lot about various types of bug pokemon, both arachnids and insects, and is particularly fascinated by their typing and evolutions. There's a kind of precision to them that isn't there in her family, a kind of almost clockwork design that is so complex and yet so simplistic at the same time. While he's none too fond of beedrills, combees, and similar ones, he is still fascinated by the idea of a hive mind; durants also have that, though, and he sort of wishes he could have a durant farm someday just to watch them go about their work in peace. His favorites are the spider-like ones, though he also likes pinsir and heracross a lot. He finds it fascinating how many different types there are, and yet how similar so many of them are...
Given the life he was born into, pokemon training wasn't really an option. Or it was, but only in terms of how they could best serve the family on the boat. Solid ground isn't for them, he's been told. Well, one particular night, he was celebrating his eighteenth birthday at a party in his honor around the pool on the main deck. When he was fifteen, he'd started dating a regular customer of the ship but had broken it off with him a year later when he caught him kissing someone else. It's rumored he was literally thrown off the ship - while at sea - but Santana never saw this herself. When she was seventeen, she dated another boy but he broke that off - and now he'd returned.
Naturally, two of Santana's cousins were not happy about this. Break the heart (or try to) of one of their cousins? Not gonna happen. So, naturally, they started a fight. Santana had been talking for a while about getting gone, maybe seeing landfall for the first time in his life, with another cousin (not one of the ones starting the fight this particular evening). Santana had gotten his things together, planning to do it after his eighteenth birthday. But the brawl his two cousins started was a perfect opportunity. He'd studied how to build a fire and figured it couldn't be that hard, so he gathered his things while everyone was fighting and tried to slip away.
But he got knocked overboard before he could reach one of the dinghies. It was purely an accident, of course, and no one realized it had happened at first. When they did, they turned on the floodlights but never found Santana. The water is treacherous, especially at night. When morning came, Santana found that he'd washed ashore. He coughed up water and caught his breath; when he could stand, he realized that he was actually definitely on land for the first time...ever. And he was soaking wet. Aaaaand it was raining. Heavily.
Well, this was a great start.
The only saving grace was that with all the people aboard the ship, there were bound to be a few trainers here and there; it was easy enough to get his hands on a pokeball. Completely lost, having no idea where to go, he wandered about looking for something other than mud and saltwater. What he found instead was a nincada hiding under a leaf from the rain. Desperate for shelter, it hesitantly accepted being caught in the pokeball. Santana's first pokemon! And it was one he was actually interested in! At least he wasn't alone anymore. Now they could suffer the storm together as they made their way toward the town he could finally see in the distance.
What a strange way to take her first steps on land, no?
This means making money however they can but fortunately, they bring in a lot of money with their famous taquitos - their namesake cuisine - and the rest of their expansive menu. Their various flavors of paletas and Jarritos - ice pops and sodas - are also especially popular. A lot of their cooked food runs the gamut from incredibly mild to WHY-IN-THE-NAME-OF-ALL-THAT-IS-HOLY-IS-MY-HEAD-ON-FIRE spicy. While many people have their favorites, Santana's has always been the chicken and red pepper taquitos with a grape Jarritos (though the pineapple is also really good).
For reasons they keep very secret even among their own large family, however, the Santiago-Dominguezes have not gone ashore in many years; in fact, some members of the family have never set foot on land at all. Santana is one of these, having been born and raised aboard the ship. Some of the family are midwives, nurses, and doctors; others are engineers or security experts; and a handful are even artists and musicians. But the vast majority of them can cook at least to some extent (yes, even Santana).
Taking care of their family also means education. While none of them are formal educators, they all know enough between them that schooling the younger generations is easy enough. This is how Santana learned all the necessary stuff as well as more than her fair share about pokemon and pokemon battling. Nonetheless, she's never had a pokemon of her own. For one thing, most of the family has an understandable aversion to bugs and birds - both things that tend to swipe or spoil food. And since food is the bulk of their business...yeah, they're not friendly toward such things.
But Santana is curious - always has been. Not about gender...well, yes, about that as well. But the family is surprisingly open-minded; there are several members that are non-binary or trans and more than a dozen that are gay or bi. Santana being gender-fluid and completely confused by how to present himself (or herself) is completely normal and he has more support than one might think in a family so large. When you have close to a hundred people living on the same boat and they're all related to one another in some fashion, you learn very quickly to accept most eccentricities or unique qualities and they don't tend to stand out much.
No, what he - or she - is curious about is bugs. He's read a lot about various types of bug pokemon, both arachnids and insects, and is particularly fascinated by their typing and evolutions. There's a kind of precision to them that isn't there in her family, a kind of almost clockwork design that is so complex and yet so simplistic at the same time. While he's none too fond of beedrills, combees, and similar ones, he is still fascinated by the idea of a hive mind; durants also have that, though, and he sort of wishes he could have a durant farm someday just to watch them go about their work in peace. His favorites are the spider-like ones, though he also likes pinsir and heracross a lot. He finds it fascinating how many different types there are, and yet how similar so many of them are...
Given the life he was born into, pokemon training wasn't really an option. Or it was, but only in terms of how they could best serve the family on the boat. Solid ground isn't for them, he's been told. Well, one particular night, he was celebrating his eighteenth birthday at a party in his honor around the pool on the main deck. When he was fifteen, he'd started dating a regular customer of the ship but had broken it off with him a year later when he caught him kissing someone else. It's rumored he was literally thrown off the ship - while at sea - but Santana never saw this herself. When she was seventeen, she dated another boy but he broke that off - and now he'd returned.
Naturally, two of Santana's cousins were not happy about this. Break the heart (or try to) of one of their cousins? Not gonna happen. So, naturally, they started a fight. Santana had been talking for a while about getting gone, maybe seeing landfall for the first time in his life, with another cousin (not one of the ones starting the fight this particular evening). Santana had gotten his things together, planning to do it after his eighteenth birthday. But the brawl his two cousins started was a perfect opportunity. He'd studied how to build a fire and figured it couldn't be that hard, so he gathered his things while everyone was fighting and tried to slip away.
But he got knocked overboard before he could reach one of the dinghies. It was purely an accident, of course, and no one realized it had happened at first. When they did, they turned on the floodlights but never found Santana. The water is treacherous, especially at night. When morning came, Santana found that he'd washed ashore. He coughed up water and caught his breath; when he could stand, he realized that he was actually definitely on land for the first time...ever. And he was soaking wet. Aaaaand it was raining. Heavily.
Well, this was a great start.
The only saving grace was that with all the people aboard the ship, there were bound to be a few trainers here and there; it was easy enough to get his hands on a pokeball. Completely lost, having no idea where to go, he wandered about looking for something other than mud and saltwater. What he found instead was a nincada hiding under a leaf from the rain. Desperate for shelter, it hesitantly accepted being caught in the pokeball. Santana's first pokemon! And it was one he was actually interested in! At least he wasn't alone anymore. Now they could suffer the storm together as they made their way toward the town he could finally see in the distance.
What a strange way to take her first steps on land, no?
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