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Borealis - APP - Coriander Aster Mcginnis by 1wordinsane
Borealis - APP - Coriander Aster Mcginnis
Not going to be used probably but if used EEEEEEYYYYYY atleast the design is really neat, I may refurbish the design for something else. He looks hella cute at least honhonhon


Name: Coriander "Cory" Aster Mcginnis
Age: 22
Birthdate:  February 20 (Pisces)
Gender: Male
Hometown: Accumula Town, Unova
Occupation: Slacker / Trainer
Type of Trainer: New
Favorite Type: Grass Don't really know why  I like grass types but..Laying on the grass looking up to the sky and feeling the warmth of the sun is just the best right?
Least Favorite Type: Flying To be honest it's not even hate or dislike..More envy. Those that are stuck to the earth don't have wings after all, they're stuck.


Whole ass one thing, don't be assed with all the rest.

Empathic [+] Accepting [+] Kind [+] Devoted [+/-] Creative [+/-] Lazy [-] Perverted [-] Selfish [-] Cheapskate [-] Escapist [-]

Obnoxiously lazy, perverted and selfish is what people would say Coriander is, on a first glance at least. They would be mostly right too. Coriander is adamant in not doing anything he doesn't want to do and find very inventive ways to get out of chores and tasks.  He tends to ignore words as 'personal space' and 'sexual harrasement'. He also has the bad habit of running away at the first sign of conflict or any problematic event. In short he seems to be someone you would want to avoid being friends with.

But there's far more to the young male than just that. He's a very kind person, going out of his way to care for injured wild pokemon in his hometown or doing things, like finding a little girl's lost Skitty, helping an old lady across the street, etc. Though he always shrugs it off and destroys this kind persona with asking for unreasonable rewards in return, only half of the time joking about them. But he never once quit on something he set out to do, even if it takes the entire day or longer, this does get him in trouble with any other appointments he normally has..Like school.

The reason for this is that he understands. He understands sadness, loss, helplessness and many other emotions far better than people give him credit for. He also understands that even a little kindness goes a very long way. In a similar vein Coriander doesn't judge people for their appearance, their personality. It doesn't matter to him if you're an Ace Trainer or a Delinquent, to him they're both the same, they're both people.

But because he understands he doesn't want to make others feel burdened by him. Coriander is someone who can't owe up to his own to his problems and past. He holds his cards very tight to his chest and in general never talks about his own thoughts or problems to anyone. He escapes those things by sleeping or by his perverted anthics. 


(Events) N/A

(Personal) Pokeball hairtie, green sweater, green shirt, green compression leggings, beige shorts, brown walking shoes, leather backpack, pillow, flashlight, cellphone, black fletchling feather earring

- Dating pokemon trainer Lillian “Lilly” Emilia Volt
- Is actually very fond of Lilly and tends to cling to her when he can.
- Tends to forget sensible things as fresh clothing, stocking up food, medicine, etc. To Lilly's chagrin.
- He's utterly useless in most physical activities, not because of his body is weak, but because he can't be arsed to even start.
- Though he can't be bothered most of the time, he's a suprisingly good cook.
- Loves napping and will nap anywhere, if he could.
- Is incredibly stingy with his money, except if it comes to food.
- Succesfully graduated from Striaton City Trainer School. Wth Lilly's nudging and bugging him, he pushed through the barrier created by his own laziness and barely graduated. Barely.
- The fletchling feather earring he wears is one part of a paired set.


OT: Prof. Larix

It was early in the morning, the first rays of sunlight barely peaking out over the horizon yet even at this early time someone was soon to start their day. In a nondescript room, for just a second, an alarm ran. Yet as quickly as it came a furry hand disabled it.

“Ah..Morning already huh..Jeez. Need to get used to this..Ah well..5 Am is a good time I guess.” The one eyed Persian woke from his slumber and groggily muttered to himself while he started his morning routine. As quietly as he could the feline dressed and washed himself before sneaking towards the kitchen. He couldn't wake up the adults or kids at this hour after all.

The kitchen was far enough away so there was little chance he would wake someone up with the sounds of cooking, still Richter tried to make little to no sounds. “Hmmhmm today..Well I think waffles would be a nice breakfast. I'm in a waffle mood anyway.” With a small hum and experienced hands he began the first of his self imposed tasks. Making breakfast.

After making enough for all the toddlers and adults, wrapping foil over the meal so it doesn't get cold and putting out enough drinks the Persian vanished from the kitchen when the first of the kids started waking up. There was a reason why he woke up at 5, some kids like to wake up at 7 Am. Arceus knows why but hey, better have some breakfast ready for those. Not to mention coffee for the babysitters that're keeping an eye on them.

Of course Richter ate a bit himself and grabbed a thermos of coffee as well. Not soon after the sounds of the children were echoing through the building, which signaled the end of his break. The second task was equally as important as the first. Checking the building.

The feline walked through the halls and peeked in rooms to check if every window was indeed closed, not to mention tidying up the beds and rooms of toddlers that scrambled to eat and play. Later on he would see if the central heating was alright, it wouldn't do well if the temperature was too low, or too high. What is worse than 100 or more so toddlers around, 100 or more so sick toddlers.

This took quite a while, it was a big castle but soon enough it was time to go back to the kitchen and prepare lunch. Lunch was generally a simpler task than breakfast and lunch. Menu for today was sandwiches. Simple enough but he made a large variety of em. Many different kinds of mon with different likes on what they want between their bread. Besides this way they'll have enough for a snack for any hungry mons later on, both adult- and toddler wise. When the first stream of toddlers entered the kitchen for food, he was about done. After properly writing down what kind of sandwich was on which pile, the old Persian walked out to start quite possibly the most tedious task. Laundry.

It was..Boring, lots of waiting around and not much else. But this does mean he can multitask making dinner. Though he doesn't need to do a lot tonight. Gwen made far too much and he stashed them in the fridge to heat the left overs up tonight.

“Ah..Cloe, where are you napping silly bugger.” Naturally he finds a lot of toddlers napping in strange places, like in an open cupboard.

“Here we go. Shhh sweetheart, just me. Keep sleeping.” He always places those kids in the nap room, just a room with lots of beanbags and pillows. He thinks Pj was the one that made it. Not too sure but he doesn't really care, it's convenient.

“Papa, Mama let's plaaay O V O!” The sounds of a girl voice reached his ears as he was making his way back to the laundry room. A slight peek into the room and he found Valerie tugging on PJ and Camille's hands.

“Hmm..” A memory a recent one flashed in his mind. One where he was holding a distraught crying, Helioptile. An older one. One where he promised to stand by her side if she wants too. Hugging her the same way he did with his own child. But as quickly as it came it flashed away. The Persian shook his head and flushed down the feelings of envy and..Sadness? Huh odd.

“Mama Hayden I want to make a snowmon, Oh oh can we freeze their heads!” A short walk later and he founds the young fox, along with the even younger Buneary. Before he realized it, he was remembering the time he complimented Patience on a training session well done. The pride he felt when she beamed at his praise. But once more the memory disappeared.

Richter gently slapped his cheek as he continued on his way, once again pushing down those unnecessary feelings.

It was odd however. To feel envy and sad over this. 'S not like he didn't foresee this happening. Kids tend to get attached quickly to adults who give time to them. They need it too, otherwise they'll get lonely. He figured it'll be better for someone scary as him to take care of all the boring household work so the other babysitters could play and get to know the children better. Oddly enough it still stings..

“Hmm..I'm off today.” He murmured to himself as he walked past a window. He already committed himself to this task and yet..He wasn't happy with it. “They're not even my real kids though.” But that didn't stop him from the other mons he took under his wings in the past, the other mons he consider as precious and close to him as his own children. “'S not like they don't appreciate me or think I'm super scary.” Quite the opposite, Cloe considers him a big brother and beams at him when she walks by. Riven the cute Eevee child is very stubborn and distrusting of other adults but always eats the meals prepared by him and trusts him the most. Jasper listens to him when he says the Chinchilla has to stop eating cookies, then again he also gives the kid a candy for being nice and the list goes on. In fact none of the kids thought he was scary. He was Mr.. Kitty pirate. “..But Not a dad.”

Dad. A word that means a lot for him. Never knowing his own parents when he grew up..Getting betrayed by father figure after father figure. Later by his own father. It was a word he loathed but admired at he same time. Benjamin was the first mon actually, to show him the difference between someone that fathered a kid and a dad. Working long hours in the mines, teaching him boxing for a fee and still having enough time to play with his kids, to be with his wife and not get exhausted. He was a good man and someone he definitely looked up too in his younger years. In fact he could say that he was envious of what kind of a person the Hitmonchan was. A far better person that he was..Perhaps is.

But he learned and what he didn't learn he adapted when Vanessa was born. When Kenneth was born. He learned together with Evelyn, how to be parents. How to be a dad. People tell him he's a good father, he likes to believe that but he knows he wouldn't have possibly done it without his wife and without having two wonderful kids as his own.

“....I miss 'em.” A realization hits him as he stopped folding laundry for a bit. He misses his family. The scent of home, their voices, their daily talks. It was odd, for having lived and survived alone for so many years, now being homesick of people. He misses them..And loath as he was to admit it..That wasn't the only one. “..I..miss Everyone..” Flashes of mons he met during his life..Of friends that he never saw again, of people he never saw again, people that walked a different path in life. He had his own family, one by blood and marriage and one by choice..But his world was small. Throughout the years it only became smaller and smaller.

The sounds of a movie reached his ears as he was bringing the laundry back to the rooms and with a slight peek he saw many kids and adults being enraptured in a Disney movie. Smiling faces, big eyes of the children. How the babysitters quietly talked to one another in this time of rest. Richter shook his head as he caught himself smiling sadly.“...That's right..This isn't my world is it.” He murmured before walking off. He was 47 going on 48. His life..His world was not one of this generation. He really has no place here. School is a place where children and young adults try to find their way in life. A place where they make their base strong so they can grow. He doesn't fit in there..Nor with the teachers. Better with them but they all of them were barely half his age. He was..Lonely. In the first time in a long time he felt the feeling of loneliness. Not of simply this but of the time he spend in College. “..The future is for those children and young adults...Innit. I'm just..A relic of the past. “ Richter murmured to himself. The only sound that were in the empty hallway was his voice and his steps.

“My time is gone. I had a good life but..My world is still so..Small.” Wasn't it ok like this though? Having a small world. He was happy but. “..I am still envious of those that can expand their world..Even now 40 years later. Heh..Guess I never really grew up. “ Flashes of rainy skies, hostile crowds and him trying to shelter from the world in a cardboard box in an alleyway crossed his mind.”..I'm still the same lonely kid that wants more huh.”

His musing could go for another time. He doesn't have the time after all had work to do. It was almost dinner time and he hasn't finished it just yet.   

A normal December day

Wordcount 1711 though not that it's really needed lol.

Hur hur have a thing I wrote, of what Richter's up too during the kids boom of 2014 bwehehehe

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TamarinFrog Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015  Professional Digital Artist
HAPPY FRIKIN BIRTHDAY! :iconpartyshardplz: 
1wordinsane Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015
Hizakuru Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2014

EEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHH!! THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE WATCH:iconrenarikaspinplz: Though I don't deserve it from a great artist like yourself:iconcraiplz:
1wordinsane Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2014
Psss you dolt there isn't any reason to thank me, I'm sorry I wasn"t watching you earlier~
Zap-Zap-Forever Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
But ay, thanks for watching me too man. ;u; Hope my other stuff unrelated to the circus of hell doesn't disappoint~
1wordinsane Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014
PSssh it's not like I do much here hur, but thanks man. AND NAAH I LIKE YER ARTSTYLE SO IT'S COO
lunixesquire Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2014  Hobbyist
Waaiiit  a minute...IT was your Bday!?!?!

:iconwthplz: Happy super late Bday yo.
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