Professor Apple Blossom

[Crazed Lapras]

Name: Professor Apple Blossom (prefers to be call Professor A.B)
Age: 32
Appearance: The most distinctive feature about the Professor is her hair. It has volume, frizz, and is a dark shade of red. These fly-away ringlets hang down to just past her shoulders, and often attract random things like static, floating pieces of fluff, and pokemon. She has chocolate brown eyes that are near-sighted, requiring her to wear glasses all the time. A.B prefers them to be square, black, and no-nonsense. Her skin is a light tan that comes from working in the sun, and her nose is sprinkled with some very immature looking freckles that the Professor hates. She is also short, standing only at 4 feet 9 inches, with narrow shoulders and small feet. She is strong and her hands are calloused, side-effects of working with pokemon for many years. The only feature about herself that A.B thinks is truly attractive is her slender neck.

Personality: Professor Apple Blossom is down right erratic. She is innovative and intelligent -how else could she have become a professor?- but her mind tends to flit from one task to the next at random. Because of this, she often forgets little details, like where she left her clip-board or if she fed the Nidoran... She can be lost for hours doing research, and often forgets that not everyone speaks her researcher lingo. The Professor is extremely patient, and it takes a lot to set off her temper. She also loves pokemon. This love gave her the drive to become a professor, and she is always kind and a bit indulgent of the pokemon that live at her lab. When she gets cross, the Professor is likely to give someone a good tongue lashing, but otherwise she is never violent.

History: A little known fact around the region is that Professor Apple Blossom and Satiradoni (the founder of Team Chaos) are sisters. Apple Blossom grew up living the life of luxury. She had everything she ever wanted as a child. But as Apple Blossom grew older, she realized she just did not fit in the world of pomp and circumstance. She didn't understand why she shouldn't wear plain baggy pants, or why she couldn't play in the mud. She especially disliked her parents pokemon collection. The idea that pokemon were like spoons or dolls to be placed in a menagerie and treated like living jewelry bothered her immensely. She would sometimes sneak out of her room in the middle of the night to play with the pokemon her parents kept on display.
Her parents were extremely displeased when, at the age of 20, Apple Blossom announced her intent to enter the field of pokemon research. They scolded her, told her that she was taking her hobby too far, and threatened to disown her. They were so insistent that Apple Blossom almost changed her mind.
But then she had an incident with her sister. Apple Blossom and Satiradoni had never been very close. Apple Blossom had enjoyed tagging along with her older sister, but Satiradoni loved her elegant lifestyle and soon grew out of the 'lets pretend we're pokemon' stage of childhood. Apple Blossom loved her sister very much, and still called her 'Satira' even when Satira insisted she stop. As they grew older, Satira became even more aloof, and acted as though her little sister did not exist.
One evening, Apple Blossom was brooding about her future, wandering through the vast lawns that were part of her parent's estate. She came across Satiradoni who had a shiny Starly in a trap. Apple Blossom watched, horrified as her sister tortured the little pokemon, prodding it with lit matches and throwing rocks to see if it could dodge them. "What are you doing?!" she cried, dismayed. Satira laughed scornfully at her. "Helping it get stronger faster, of course."
Apple Blossom fled, a fact that still haunts her nightmares. Ashamed that she did not stay and help the Starly, she ignored her parents wishes and pursued her dream of becoming a pokemon professor. She worked hard in her field to help pokemon and learn all about them. She also shortened her name to A.B, thinking that 'Apple Blossom' was too flowery for her type of work, and also as an attempt to cleanse herself of her past. When her parents died several years later and A.B received her rather large inheritance, A.B invested in a lab and set up a sanctuary for pokemon. She called it Haven, a place where any trainer with a good heart to come and help her achieve her goal of helping pokemon everywhere.