TWO YEARS AGO, A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION GOING BY THE NAME TEAM IMUM WRECKED CHAOS ACROSS THE LAND, DAMAGING CITIES AND KILLING THOUSANDS OF CITIZENS. While Imum itself has long since been disbanded, however, the region remains broken: entire towns have been laid to waste and the Association struggles to find homes for those who were lucky enough to survive the attempted genocide. Reconstruction trudges on as usual... but with three factions - the Association, the corporations, and the people - each wishing to take the rebuilding of an entire region down opposite paths, how long will it be before Lyeant's last leg gives out permanently?
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Post by JULIA SHEPHARD on Jan 14, 2017 21:21:18 GMT -6
jk lmao <3
hi hi this is paprika.
i'm currently dying while preparing for huge mock boards and i'm going to be really scarce for 2-3 weeks with the business only increasing until i finally get back. sooo; i might only be posting once ever 2-3 days and the gap will go on increasing for a bit; please do bear with me! i don't think im in (m)any group threads, but please don't mind my slowness or feel free to skip over if that's the case.
Post by JULIA SHEPHARD on Jan 11, 2017 7:01:22 GMT -6
Her scarlet hair was a dutifully organized mess- the kind of mess that happens when you try desperately to shove everything in a bun and forget about it. It was the hard mix between comfort and formality that defined Julia's attire, and to some extent, her attitude in life. Practical boots pressed against the sidewalk of one of Eirenhyre's busy intersections one after the other, creating an aura of purpose that seemed to part the crowd for her.
Or at least, it usually did.
When Julia hit that stop in the road and the speed she had been working on came to a sudden and screeching halt, she found herself at the end of a growing crowd of people and cars alike. The intersection had somehow been turned into an open mic day, and some youthful republic radicals were mouthing heedlessly against their rivals, Parllax. Julia sighed deeply and removed her sunglasses in an irritated fashion, tucking them into the pocket of her shirt before pulling out her phone. She hastily texted Lucy a message: New kids on the block are making some noise. I'll be there in 30.
When she looked up, the demonstrators were still talking of peace and preventing wars through kindness and compassion towards all beings. "A little hypocritical, don't you think?" Julia mumbled underneath her breath, eyeing any way out of the mess that she could find. A bunch of hopefuls were running across the crowd handing out pamphlets to anyone that was standing within a twenty-meter radius. Tch. It wouldn't be long until the traffic police cleared this show out, but she was in a rush...as she always was.
Turning around, Julia found that the crowd had practically multiplied in the absence of her watch, and there was not going to be an easy way out of this situation. "You're kidding me."
Post by JULIA SHEPHARD on Jan 11, 2017 4:22:50 GMT -6
julia rowena shephard
thirty y/o destroyer of worlds
friends
Despite the fact that she's the type of person to strike up conversation anywhere and at anytime, Julia's true friends are mostly old acquaintences. People she fought together with against Imum, old(er) souls she gets along with. And by "gets along with" basically read: have received her respect. And that's not an easy thing to do. Julia's been a CEO for most her life and is a seasoned battler. She's fought against terrorists and manhandled annoying redheads since she was five. And the quickest way to become her friend is to pull the rug right out from under her and impress her. Because if you do, she'll seek you out. She likes a battle of wits and battles with pokemon. Spineless, voiceless people will simply go overlooked. People that can hold their ground over her, and breathe inspiration into her life are those that she will cherish. Friends are people that Julia will be there for tirelessly and endlessly, and people she expects a lot from, too. But the give is always equal if not greater than the taking and as much as she hates to admit, she definitely relies on or has relied on these people again and again and would do anything for them in return.
enemies
Julia has been a huge part of the operation that systematically tore Imum apart. Before that? She shoved a lot of people under her boot in Kalos inorder to achieve greatness as an entrepreneur. Before that? She was a cheeky, hot headed and pretty arrogant trainer in both Lyeant and Kanto, and likely travelled to neighboring regions as well. She welcomes enemies and rivals alike with open arms. Even these days, she's bossy and sarcastic with a sharp eye and a sharper tongue. She does not care about your feelings and will make that painfully clear. Also, she doesn't take anyone's shit-- "same team", different team, friends or enemies alike. Her definition of "shit" might be different from most and she might even seem leniet, until you cross and invisible line and she's been set off. She won't hesitate to come after people that try to move her around, and despite being so easy to hate it's hard to write her off as your enemy simply because of the hell she can be to deal with when pushed.
lovers
Sometimes, very rarely, she'll seek someone out. Relationship have been aplenty but none have ever quite lasted. When people ask if she's ever going to settle down and marry, Julia laughs and tells them a man is never going to own her heart and she'll settle down only when it's in her grave. In reality? She's terrified of having kids. Don't go there. Romance is somewhat a touchy subject, and even Julia isn't sure how she wants to approach the topic any more. It's confusing and illogical and she'd rather leave it be. Julia is a spontaneous and passionate lover but if she thinks the relationship isn't worth her time she won't hesitate to end it. Most her exes have to agree that she's emotionally damaged to sme extent (and that was long before the war).
etc
Julia had four other siblings -- one older and three younger (one has since passed away). She was a hellish older sister but she got along well with her brother. She's not the type to care too mcuh about family anyway. Ideas for Juls include: old travelling partners from like back in her Kanto days, (ex)business rivals and allies, political allies, comrades in the association or against Imum in general, people she can spend long nights and glasses of wine debating with, enemies, aNYTHING. Please plot Juls needs love.
Actions speak louder than words, and Julia is a woman of action. If there is any issue that needs to be solved or a lead that needs to be taken, Julia will be there, at the forefront of the storm. Or, most likely, she will be the storm herself. Controlling, forceful and with the sort of all-consuming passion that demands attention and obedience, Julia isn't someone whose patience you want to try. Julia's fearlessness and ferocity inspire both admiration and intimidation so her default mode of the ruthless executive can come as a double-edged sword. [break][break]
Despite being able to act so quickly, Julia's plans are far from shortsighted. Experience and logic have gotten her far in life, and she loves more than anything planning and organization. She's far-sighted and ambitious and gives off the sort of premeditated aura. When not engrossing in high volume and high paced conversation with just about anyone about just about anything, then Julia can spend hours alone engrossed in books and her own ideas, or speaking excitedly about abstract themes those closest to her are allowed to hear. She's eloquent and loves conversation, especially the kind that drags on for hours over a few glasses of wine. Basically, she's the kind of person that doesn't sleep much, if at all. [break][break]
Of course, that's only under the assumption that there's a situation that needs addressing or a plot that needs scheming. If not, Julia's mostly relaxed, and can actually be quite spontaneous when the situation calls for it. She's always excited to meet new people and discuss new things, and she's entirely fine with allowing herself to jump along and do whatever captures her interest at the moment. As long as it fits in her schedule.[break][break]
Julia's quite particular, organized and is sometimes seen as a machine that is optimized for efficiency. As a result, she has little patience for whatever isn't on that wavelength. She doesn't care much for children or people who aren't put-together. She can't stand being idle, is easily irritated and extremely vocal on all her opinions regarding everything. She demands attention and obedience, and yet gets frustrated when things aren't a challenge (and even more frustrated if she loses the challenge, although the years are wearing away at that particular vice). She's passionate about her beliefs and dogmatic in her methods of having them realized.[break][break]
Yet, despite her overbearing and intense personality, she can't really understand other people at all. She's never all that intune with her emotions, and can't understand other people. Emotions frustrate her, and she'd rather reschedule whenever they pop up in her life. Though insecure is definitely never a word you'd hear anyone use to describe her, Julia does sometimes feel like she's missing a piece.
ALL YOU HAVE IS YOUR FIRE[break]AND THE PLACE YOU WANNA REACH
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the eyes
All five siblings had red hair, but Julia was the only one with their mother's ice blue eyes. And, if anything their father said was to be believed, she was the only one with her mother's fire, too. But their father was drunk half the time and the other half of the time he was just nowhere to be found. He was never violent, only sorrowed, and no one knew why. But with five siblings and an annoyingly goodnatured older brother to look after them all, they never felt like a broken family-- just a really odd one, with too much red hair and too little guidance. [break][break] Julia, born the perfectionist, both thrived in the chaos and resented it. She was the second oldest and far closer to her older brother than to any of the other siblings, which was good considering they hated her right back. If Calum was their kind fatherly figure, then Julia was their witch of a stepmother. And they made a good team, too, but both of them wanted something so much more than life under a roof that always needed repairs, dinners half burned and half too cold. Their home would never have a mother's touch, but somehow the two kids were the only thing that kept it from falling apart. [break][break] And they both spend the days with too much tasks at hand and too little (and too few) hands to catch them all; and they spend the nights catching their breaths and staring at the stars. Even though they both dreamt of change, Julia was the only one to act. From her daily rows with their shell of a father, and her scathing words that brought tears around the dinner table, to her pathetic attempts at rearranging the shards of a fast fading dream, Calum knew. He knew he'd have to give her his strenght as well if she was going to go on. So when they were staring at the stars one night in middle of a scorching summer, Calum thrust a small pokeball into her hands and told her to go. [break][break] So she did, and never looked back.
the journey
Thirteen years old and with a vulpix hot on her heels, Julia made her way through Old Veherena, one block at a time and one day at a time. She was so happy to finally escape the maddening group of people that called her out on having her mother's eyes and jumped right into the crowd that didn't know her from the next challenger. So she traveled through Lyeant, collecting her team and blasting her way through whatever obstacle came at her. [break][break] But she'd never be happy in Lyeant, so she left to make her way to Kanto, and completed the gym challenge there at the ripe age of fifteen. Once she had all eight badges in her hands, she found that it was her worth in the world, and for the moment she was satisfied. For three years she trained with the hopes of challenging the Kanto Elite Four, and only a year before the quartet would tear through the land, Julia was called to Lyeant. When she returned, she did so in time only for her father's funeral. The siblings' reunion was far from a happy one, and she could hardly recognize the people they'd grown to become. She had never quite been the person to be close to others, but at this point even the sentiments were fading, and she wondered if it was foolish to try. [break][break] She left home within three days, hungry for another challenge.
the paradise
Kalos, now free from team flare, was as close to foreign paradise as she could get. An eighteen-year-old entrepreneur with a life dancing around the edges poverty and a hand reaching out towards the infinite luxury Lumiose City seemed to promise. In ten years, she made more mistakes and raise the stakes to places she wasn't sure she could stand on. But she kept pushing the bar. Her life had little room for failure or inconsistencies, and to be in control of her world again after the way her father's death and swept the rug from beneath her was...revitalizing. [break][break] Julia didn't make many friends in the corporate world, but that was okay because it wasn't the kind of world where you needed friends. Lumioise City was the kind of city that welcomed you in and threatened simultaneously to swallow you whole-- ambition and life, all in one gulp. To stay steady, Julia was strict. Ruthless, sometimes evil. She went through personal assistants like she went through clothes: seeking the next to trump the other. [break][break] Ten long years of struggle bred success, and Julia had never been more lively. In the afternoons she'd train her pokemon and follow simpler hobbies like gardening while in the mornings she'd climb further the shortening road to success. But the satisfaction did not come without the sudden fear that she'd be brought back to earth again by an event so out of her control. Determined to be the determiner of her own fate, Julia left for Lyeant again, hoping that this reunion would be on her own terms. [break][break]
the war
It hadn't been a more than a week since lodging at her hotel in Old Veherena with her secretary-- team Imum's grand and bloodied entrance tore through the region like a nightmare in the flesh. Her hotel went from four stars to four separate pillars of debris on the ground, and she wasn't quite sure what happened after that. Everything had been forgotten in the heat of the moment-- Kalos, her family, everything else faded to ashes as she was forced to run from one corner of the region to the next with nothing but a torn dress and her newest employee. [break][break] Julia had told her to leave-- said that this wasn't her home and it wasn't her fight. As good of a leader she was, she didn't know if she could lead someone else to their death quite yet. And besides, she was used to pushing people out when things got dark-- she was used to people that said forever but never truly meant it. But the blonde would have nothing of it, and Julia was too tired and too starved to really argue further. [break][break] It wasn't long until Lyeant retaliated. And when it did, Julia found herself at the forefront of the chaos. Just like all those years ago, except this time attempting to spearhead a family of five chaotic siblings had somehow turned to launching a counterstrike against a well-armed terrorist organization. Petty things like mercy and love long since behind her, Julia rose from the ashes: the ashes of her home, of her heart, and the world that could have been. [break][break] She had lost count of the names her enemies called her by. She appeared everywhere and anywhere to beat away at the virus called Imum. And the rage and pain she had experienced upon watching her country's glory fade exploded out at every opportunity. Ruthlessness and cruelty were but other names for justice, and justice was just another name for vengeance after all. When the war ended, so did her revenge. For for the longest time, she didn't know what to do with herself without it. [break][break] It was hard to imagine peace. But in the end, there wasn't any peace at all.
the present
Kalos beckoned to her. Her vice president's missed calls, her company's standstill. The beautiful, peaceful lights of Lumioise City at night. But how could she leave her home again so soon? Peace would not last. It never did. Something else and far sinister would tear it apart again. And abandoning Lyeant was not something she could do, despite all the things the war had made her. [break][break] So she cut her ties with her company, and went to find the one woman that had aided her in rise and fall. Maybe, two or three years ago, Julia Shephard would have simply told the other person that their formal relations had ended, and they could do as they liked ad it was all up to them. Maybe, she had been planning to say those very words. But as the words tumbled out of her mouth, they came to be something else and instead she found herself asking if Lucy would like to stay here in Lyeant, with her. For her. [break][break] She had never been so uplifted upon hearing what someone else had to say. [break][break] Only days after, the Pokemon Association invited her to become a member of their elite four. She accepted without much hesitation, although the war has made her call to question almost everything she knows.
