IDEALS.

NICKNAME : cher, cherry, cherbear (very selective to the last one)

TITLE : gym leader, teacher; the one who seeks the right path

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» ITALICS: somewhat or conditionally applicable…

» STRIKETHROUGH COMBINED WITH ABOVE: …but goes to great lengths to hide it

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╳   FLAWS.

Moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | beach combing | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | cooking  | playing instruments | singing | dancing | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | sparring in general | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | mediation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | travelling | exotic dancing

i’m waiting on a few things before i even attempt to redo my theme, but it’s definitely in the works. the most i need, is the ability to add more pages or make a navigation page - which will go up once i finish my theme. since i can’t really add a verses page for now, i plan on making a small post here just so people are in the know.

i’m primarily b/w2 because that’s what i’m comfortable with, but i will open up b/w cheren as well, but only upon request if it’s needed for things to flesh out dynamics and such, or for flashback threads.

because i also have friends in this community, i’ll be making a danganronpa verse as well. a tag for those threads are incoming, but the verse for cheren has been thought about and i’ll be interacting with it. i’ll make another post at some point about it more in depth so people can interact with it if they’d like to.

 i’ve also thought about persona, but that needs to be cooked up a little more.

For whatever reason, this ‘Cheren’ character was trying his best to seem extremely ‘cool’. His posture seemed stiff, awkward, which is how he knew that it all was an act. He was probably one of his fans after all. Honestly, Green wasn’t sure what the deal was exactly, but he wasn’t going to comment on it. He could be fairly blunt at times, however, and if it was something stupid, he would more than likely point it out. No reason to be so formal. He was just Green Oak. Just a gym leader. Not like he was the champion anymore… or that he really was for long at all.

“Yeah. I‘m sure I won’t be,”

“I’ll definitely let ya know if I’m ever in the area. It would be interesting to find out what the kids are learning these days.”

[ it feels so childish to admit to himself that he’s a little excited, even maybe a bit nervous to be able to showcase something he feels so proud of. it has to be because this guy was someone he respected, right?

he decides not to navigate these thoughts for now. he couldn’t possibly, not when he’s not sure where his thought process will lead him. ]

he knows cheren struggles in situations like these, not knowing how to comfort, not knowing how to maneuver through the emotional talks that would take place. if he had thought there was anyone else he could lean on in this moment, he would have gone to them, but cheren was the one person he could think of that might be available at the moment. 

he is a little surprised to hear that someone like cheren dealt with such a feeling. he kept it hidden very well. but it was just another thing that made cheren human, and it gave him hope that if he could deal with it well, he could, too. 

“o-oh… that would be nice,” he starts softly, “and… n-no… i haven’t eaten much. i just didn’t feel hungry at all. i think it should be fine though. still. sorry to worry you, cher.”

even if you don’t feel hungry, you should still eat a little so you don’t get sick.

[ he feels like his mother when he says that, but he forces himself not to think about that much for now. instead he goes into the kitchen, and looks into the fridge to see what awaits him. 

a  text  sent  out  of  worry .

To: Cress From: Cheren Ienari Message:

Hey Cress. The holiday season is coming up, and I hope that you’re not alone again this year. I was thinking: if you don’t want to spend it alone in that restaurant, why don’t you come over here? We can open a drink and watch a movie, or we can go out. I don’t know, I just wouldn’t feel right having you feel lonely during such a time of year.

Think about it, okay? It won’t be a bother.

a  text  sent  late  at  night .

To: Touko White From: Cheren Ienari Message:

An interesting movie was played in class today, and now I’m left wondering life would be like if your Pokemon could speak back. They see you at your strange points, so it makes me curious to know what they would say to me. Do you ever think about something like that...?  ... ... I’m speaking nonsense. It’s 3 AM, I should go to bed. Goodnight.

an  embarrassing  text .

To: Touko White From: Cheren Ienari Message:

Do you remember when Silver and I went on about our ‘angst’ days and I went by the name xXCherenXx pseudonym for a short while? It’s high time I bring it back, don’t you think?

a  text  that  was  never  sent .

To: Hilda Valdez From: Cheren Ienari Message:

Do you find that I’m a bit much at times? I often feel bad if I sometimes contribute to you being in a bad space, especially recently. If I do, would you

One message sent to Drafts.

a  text  containing  advice .

To: Hilda Valdez From: Cheren Ienari Message:

Hilda. I don’t think I need to tell you this, but you should eat slower. I and other people wouldn’t want you to choke, so try to eat slower and enjoy your meal. Okay?

[ it’s not often that he allows his guard to be let down like this, hm? it’s a scene that he feels is saved for his family (wherever they are), while his normal expression is something more cool, something more collected for fans ready to offer up their hearts at a moment’s chance. 

there’s a softness in cheren’s eyes once cress looks back, and he shakes his head as if to dismiss his question. ] 

nothing, i was just... talking. the extroverts have been such bad influences on me lately. 

 should cheren ask for specifics, touya would claim that little was wrong. because that was what he believed. he couldn’t think of any major contributor for what he was feeling. he wished he could pinpoint an issue and let cheren help, but it just wasn’t that simple. he had just been feeling down. troubled. so much anxiety and sadness weighed down on him at once, and he felt as if he would break.

“um, nothing’s actually wrong, not really,” he bites the inside of his cheek as he tries to think of a way to explain the feeling. “but it’s like… something is weighing down on me, cher… and i can barely stay above water…”

 “i’m not sure … what that ‘something’ is, but… have you ever had that feeling? i’m not really sure what to do with this. i thought it might be better for me… to be with a friend.”

[ there’s a weight on his shoulders, clearly. there’s something eating away at his soul, and cheren’s not sure if he could ward the little demons away. matters of the heart were never his strong suit; such efforts were something he felt were bianca’s cup of tea, but that doesn’t mean that he’s useless. he doesn’t want to push him away, so he’ll have to figure out his own way to help. ]

would you think different of me if i were to say that it... does? [ anxiety was something that always played apart in his life, but he had different ways of coping with it, he assumes. ]