Altair Itzel Bayon

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Altair Itzel Bayon

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I wish I could cross my arms
and cross your mind 'cause I believe ,

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name - Altair Itzel Bayon
nicknames - None.
gender - Male
age - 17
grade - 11
major -Astrophysics
minor - astrology
portrayer - Skandar Keynes
representing - #197 Umbreon

that you'd unfold your paper heart
and wear it on your sleeve ,

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personality[/center]

Altair is scarily brilliant.
Altair Itzel grew up in a competitive family with an equally competitive twin. So he’s driven and competitive, with an edge of ferality that is kept calm and hidden from the world’s eyes. To everyone he is that weird, moon obsessed kid who keeps to himself and will snark at anyone who so much as talks to him. He’s not afraid to step on other’s toes to get what he wants. Altair is a force to be reckoned with.

Altair hides his secrets, and keeps himself away from public eye. He’s a severe insomniac, so you can often find him waiting outside, looking up at the moon from rooftops and the occasional tree. He’s fascinated like a little kid about the nighttime sky. He’s determined and confident that he’ll be an astrophysicist.

Altair is not one to give up on anything, and can endure almost all of his trials. He’s holding back the year of pain and guilt for his past, but thinks that Pallet high is exactly what he needs to forget and follow his dream. He won’t allow himself any distractions, so he’s got no slack for people wanting to be his friend. Along with his insomnia, Altair also suffers from claustrophobia. He can’t stand small places, so the outdoors holds a sort of relief for him, though he prefers the night. He prefers to let someone strike him verbally first, and mostly sits silently writing in his notebook.

all my life I wish I broke mirrors
instead of promises
'cause all I see is a shattered conscience
staring back at me ,

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appearance[/center]

Altair dresses in black for a very specific reason. No one can see you at night when you’re clothed in the shrouds of night. Altair stands at a tall 5 foot 10 inches, with shaggy black hair and even darker eyes. Eyes that hide his pain. He has a very lean, and disciplined body for is age, a result of climbing structures to look at the sky better.

Two things make Altair stick out though. His screaming yellow converse, and the matching wristband. The converse were a gift from his older sister Jamie. The wristband was the very one his twin sister Erica wore the night it happened. The wristband glows in the dark, along with his yellow one that he got at the same time. Altair never goes anywhere without his crescent shaped necklace, and the ratty old notebook that he’s been scribbling since he was a kid.

oh please be done, how much longer
can this drama afford to run ?

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history[/center]

hometown - Eckner Village, Colorado


Altair was born to Victor and Everetta Bayon. He has an older sister Jamie,and an older brother Franc. He grew up only a town over from Pallet, in a small backwater community. Altair is slightly older than his twin sister, Erica.Victor was a marine biologist on sabbatical, Everetta was a geneticist. Everyone in his home was trying to achieve something. Franc wanted to be a firefighter. Jamie a meteorologist. A seemingly normal family. Altair wanted to be an astrophysicist, and Erica was the weird one. She wanted to be a psychic. Everyone told her to pick a more reasonable profession to pursue. But she never bought it.


Erica was Altair best friend. She helped him out on to the roof on his sleepless nights to look at the stars, argued with him about everything underneath the sky, and made him a better person. They grew up each other’s best friends. But Erica was harboring secrets/ secrets that would destroy their relationship and in the end, destroy her.

Erica struggled with eating disorders. It grew and grew. Soon she was purging when she hadn’t had anything to eat. Altair was scared for her, scared for their relationship. One night he confronted her while they were sitting on the roof one night. They were both 16. She denied everything. And then she stood up.

“Brother, I’ve never felt so..energized. This isn’t a disorder, this is my strength pouring through. I don’t need anyone’s help anymore. I’m free from the trivial notions of life. You should do the same Altair.” She walked toward the edge odf the house, and peered down before turning around to Altair.

“It’s calling Brother. He’s calling me, Altair, and you too. Just listen to it.” Altair listened, but he only heard the gentle rustling of the bushes below. Erica spoke again, lifting one foot over. “If I fall, you’ll catch, right Altair?” Altair stood up and ran to her, but she was already leaping. He fell to catch her arm, but she had tucked hers in, and Altair let out a cry as he heard her hit the pavement below.

It was over. All over.
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He paid his respects to his twin sister and stepped away from the casket.His parents were solemn, as well his older siblings. He could feel the blame wash over him like a warm shower.They wanted the reminder out of the house. They wanted him out of the house. So his parents paid for him to go to Pallet High. So he packed his bags and left, ready to getaway from all the bad feelings and hurt. To start again.

then I was given grace and love
I was blind but now I can see ,

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connect the dots[/center]

• Name: Altair means moon, Itzel means dark and Bayon sounds like Breon.
  
  
• School:
  Altair is studying in astrophysics, and astrology, which I saw appropriate for a character based off of Umbreon. Since Umbreon sometimes evolves in the presence of a moon shard or stone, I decided to have Altair study things to do with the moon itself. Besides, the moon means it's night time, and night is when Umbreon thrives.
  
  
• Portrayer:I chose Skandar because he wears dark clothes, and has these dark eyes that I thought were good for umbreon. He’s almost always serious in his pictures, which I thought matched umbreon.
  
  
• Personality: Most of his personality is based of of my own interpretation of umbreon from various resources,though I did connect his love of the outdoors and night sky with what bulbapedia and pokedex entries.
  
  
• Appearance: The dark clothes and yellow accesories resemble umbreon’s regular colors, and the fact that the bracelets glow in the dark matches with the fact that at night umbreon’s rings are said to glow.
  
  
• Family: His parents are based off of Vaporeon -Victor and Evveretta - eevee. Erica is espeon,Franc is flareon and Jamie is Jolteon. First name parings ROCK! I chose to leave out glaceon and leafeon for time sake.
  
  

fate looks sharp, severs all my ties
and breaks whatever doesn't bend ,

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rp sample[/center]

Altair sat on the bench in the park. His eyes danced around the unfamiliar surroundings, his hands sat neatly in his lap. He was wearing his usual: dark clothes with bright yellow converse. The town was so different than his home. It was bustling and crowded. He looked at various storefronts, other people. He wanted just one thing to remind him of home. One thing to be an anchor that didn't bring him pain every time he laid his dark eyes on it.

There! an antiques shop! Altair stood up and stretched, keeping his eyes on it. It was old, rustic and looked downright dirty. It was perfect. Taking his small black bags in both hands, he walked towards the store. It took about five minutes to get to. While looking in the windows, he saw what seemed to be the cashier. A boy about his age. It didn't deter Altair from walking inside though.There was a bell on the door, because almost immediately it started to ring. Altair's ears protested, but he walked inside more. It was small, and he could feel the claustrophobia setting in. The store was cramped and Altair started to breath harder.

He was in the middle of turning around when the boy caught his arm. Altair turned to look at him. He was shorter, and had fire red hair all spiked up at various angles. He reminded Altair of a little kid. so Altair treated him as such when he shrugged the kid's arm off.

"Look, I need to go, so get off of me!" Altair forcibly said as he pushed open the door. He gritted his teeth as he walked out of the small space and the sun caught his eyes. Groaning, he made his way back to the bench, where he could sit and observe in silence. You should've known better than to go looking for something to do with your past. You're different and you just can't go looking for things like that anymore. This is a new town, and you won't find anything to remind you of Erica in it. It's supposed to be better this way, so start acting like it! Altair scolded himself as he sat his bum back down on the bench. There was nothing quite like sitting. Nothing like waiting. Altair was experienced at both.

but I don't need a telescope
to see that there's hope
and that makes me feel brave ,

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your name - Anything really. Call me Altair.
favorite color - Turqoise
how you found us - HBH
how long have you been roleplaying -about a year and 4 months.

template credit to lostwonder and Molione of RPG-D
lyrics credit to "tidal wave" by owl city
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