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You come off from a dusty road, coughing up a storm. Your throat was dry, you haven't had a drink in a long time. You come across ancient ruins...of a palace? Was that a symbol of bending? You didn't know, you were tired... A creaking sound was heard and your eyes fall upon what looked like a high-tech machine, worn and mildly rusted, when a voice spoke in a soothing tone asking you a series of questions.
Name: (First, Last. Middle is optional) Age: (Be realistic. Make it correspond with what you want your character to be like. I.e, a 3 year old could not learn to use bending, but a 13 year old could) Birthplace: (Where was your character born?) Current Residence: (Where does your character live now?) Rank: (Bender, Non-Bender, Royal blood) Occupation: (What does your character do for a living?) Element(s): (What element can your character bend? Max is 2. Elements: Fire (Sub Lightning), Water (Sub Ice and Blood), Earth (Sub Metal), Air Pets: (Optional. Detailed.) Weapons: (Optional. Detailed.) Skills: (You can not be a Mary Sue. Be rational based on your age.)
You felt obliged to answer all of the questions. As if it was required, suddenly a bright light is shined in your eyes and you realize a mirror was being held infront of you. You dusted your self off and looked into the mirror.
|The Mirror Shows| Put your picture here.
You were dirty, you almost forgot what you looked like. Strangely enough the voice started to sound more femine but then it started to ask you a series of more personal questions.
Personality: (Be detailed. At least 1 sentence) Personal Strengths: (At least 1-5; not too many) Personal Weaknesses: (2-5. Weaknesses create interesting characters. Not many people want to put a lot, but put 2-5) Hamartia: (What is your character's one fatal flaw?) Personal Hero: (A character or maybe an NPC) Dreams and Ambitions: (Does your character have a life goal or a dream?) Likes: (About 5) Dislikes: (Again, about 5)
You realized that it was a beauty shop...or what was left of it, and you had just filled out a survey for some product that didn't seem to be in exsistance anymore. With a loud rattling burst of black smoke, the rustic machine blew it's last bit of life and powered off, coating you in a light shower of sparks. You jump back in surprise and dusted yourself off. You shook your head, and started to recall the steps that brought you here and your purpose and motives behind your journey. You turn from the antiquicated shop and strided out, determined to make something of yourself.
Brief History:
*** If you choose water bending include the random chance code. (hit other than random, inbetween rand, add 1,2) to see if you have the latent power to learn how to heal. Also if there is anything else you want to add in contact me.
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Dirk_Strider Fluent Mind
Posts : 634 Points : 5573 Karma : 8 Join date : 2011-11-14 Age : 31 Location : Ruling from the planet of Derse
You come off from a dusty road, coughing up a storm. Your throat was dry, you haven't had a drink in a long time. You come across ancient ruins...of a palace? Was that a symbol of bending? You didn't know, you were tired... A creaking sound was heard and your eyes fall upon what looked like a high-tech machine, worn and mildly rusted, when a voice spoke in a soothing tone asking you a series of questions.
Name: Satsuki D. Strider Age: 20 Birthplace: Fire Nation Colony Current Residence: Wandering Nomad Rank: Bender Occupation: Hunter, Smith/Mechanic Element(s): Fire , Water Pets: Ferret Hawk Weapons: Gauntlets. Right one , unleashes a wield-able detachable Glaive . His left is a reinforced steel gauntlet .
Youfelt obliged to answer all of the questions. As if it was required, suddenly a bright light is shined in your eyes and you realize a mirror was being held infront of you. You dusted your self off and looked into the mirror.
|The Mirror Shows|
You were dirty , you almost forgot what you looked like . Strangely enough the voice started to sound more feminine but then it started to ask you a series of more personal questions.
Personality: He is very hot headed, always seeming to rush into things before thinking them through, he is very much laid back and goes with the flow when the situation doesn't seem to concern him personally. Personal Strengths: Determination , Strength , Eagerness, Will power. Personal Weaknesses: Rash , arrogant when faced with a seemingly weaker opponent , Unable to forget the past. Hamartia: Women who are run-a-ways. Personal Hero: Prince Zuko Dreams and Ambitions: To become one of the greatest benders of his time. Likes: Strawberries , swords , machines, and music. Dislikes: Peaches , cramped places , lack of logic .
You realized that it was a beauty shop...or what was left of it, and you had just filled out a survey for some product that didn't seem to be in exsistance anymore. With a loud rattling burst of black smoke, the rustic machine blew it's last bit of life and powered off, coating you in a light shower of sparks. You jump back in surprise and dusted yourself off. You shook your head, and started to recall the steps that brought you here and your purpose and motives behind your journey. You turn from the antiquicated shop and strided out, determined to make something of yourself.
Brief History:
( I started to write then i went nah. Still longer)
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Lady Ayla Fearless
Posts : 12 Points : 4550 Karma : 7 Join date : 2012-07-09 Age : 31
Subject: Re: Resurfacing Introductions Wed Jul 11, 2012 11:52 am
Random number (1,2) :
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You come off from a dusty road, coughing up a storm. Your throat was dry, you haven't had a drink in a long time. You come across ancient ruins...of a palace? Was that a symbol of bending? You didn't know, you were tired... A creaking sound was heard and your eyes fall upon what looked like a high-tech machine, worn and mildly rusted, when a voice spoke in a soothing tone asking you a series of questions.
Name: Yu'ukina Su Age: 23 Birthplace: South Water Nation Ruins Current Residence: Wandering Rank: Bender Occupation: Healer/Doctor Element(s): Water, Earth Pets: Polar Bear Dog "Rikka" Weapons: Trench knives, hidden in her clothing and under the reigns of Rikka, her Polar Bear Dog. Skills: Healing, combat, advising.
You felt obliged to answer all of the questions. As if it was required, suddenly a bright light is shined in your eyes and you realize a mirror was being held infront of you. You dusted your self off and looked into the mirror.
|The Mirror Shows|
You were dirty, you almost forgot what you looked like. Strangely enough the voice started to sound more femine but then it started to ask you a series of more personal questions.
Personality: Yu'ukina is for the most part calm and very social, but she is dangerously bipolar. While she is fond of lighthearted play and fun at hear she is a dreamer. She is highly curious and prefers silent observation, though her curiosity gets her into trouble often, but she is not afraid to ask questions. While being calm, she has tendencies of being very headstrong and stubborn, sometimes even violent. Children and elderly people make her soft. Personal Strengths: Head-strong, willingness, compassion, ability to adapt, intelligence, kindness. Personal Weaknesses: Too kind, too stubborn, too willing, and too careful. Hamartia: Pride Personal Hero: Her mother, Ri. Dreams and Ambitions: Yu'ukina wants to be a traveling healer in times of reconstruction. Likes: Flowers, swimming, gardening, bending (duh.), healing, and children. Dislikes: Fish, rudeness, plain colors, prissy people, and opressers.
You realized that it was a beauty shop...or what was left of it, and you had just filled out a survey for some product that didn't seem to be in exsistance anymore. With a loud rattling burst of black smoke, the rustic machine blew it's last bit of life and powered off, coating you in a light shower of sparks. You jump back in surprise and dusted yourself off. You shook your head, and started to recall the steps that brought you here and your purpose and motives behind your journey. You turn from the antiquicated shop and strided out, determined to make something of yourself.
Brief History: I am aware it is LONG. It was a cloudless night, when she was born. The moon had a melancholy look to it, its pale light shining downwards upon the small village. Most of the town was silent, its few residents sleeping peacefully under the midnight sky. However, in one part of town, there was no silence. A child was to be born, a child with a terrible and twisted fate. The baby's mother welcomed the arrival of her newborn alone, save the presence of the midwife. Ri Su was caught between anger and appreciation for new life as she held her child, almost cursing the babe's father for not being there. His addiction to gambling had cost them nearly everything they'd worked for, and now it was costing him the chance to see their daughter. She swore under her breath, the moon gently illuminating the baby's face. As Ri looked upon her child, she was slowly filled with love. Her lips pressed tenderly to the girl's forehead as she murmured. “Welcome to the family, Yu'ukina...”
Time passed, and Yu'ukina grew into a wonderful sort of child. Her sapphire eyes grew in clarity, her mind capable of comprehending things no other child her age could. She was quite beautiful, looking just as her mother was. From her rich chocolate-colored hair that waved and cascaded down her back, to her gracious personality, Yu'ukina was indeed her mother's daughter. When her father wouldn't come home - often for days at a time- Ri would teach her daughter the art of waterbending. Ri noticed Yu'ukina's ability, as she herself was a bender, at an early age and caught it. These were the best days Yu'ukina had.
However, she was six when she first detected it, that hatred that boiled in her father's veins. She seldom saw him, but whenever she did, there was always pain. His addictions drove him over the edge; he'd come home drunk, and broke. He would stare at her with his hazy eyes, swearing loudly about how she wasn't his child. The worst nights would be when he fought with her mother. Yu'ukina would always hide, fearing her father's wrath as he quarreled with Ri. She'd curl up in the corner, covering her ears with the tears streaming down her face. One day, he finally snapped. Ayla watched in horror as her father beat her mother, his fists hammering her until she was rendered unconscious, tumbling to the floor. This became commonplace in her little life. She knew that if she tried her waterbending on him, he'd kill her, and she already clung to her pitiful exsistance as it were.
The years continued to go by, but things refused to change. When Yu'ukina aged, she realized she was doomed; for she was always to be an only child. Tao refused to change, as well. Gambling away what remained of Ri's family heirlooms, the family soon ran out of money. Upon returning home empty handed, he chose to take his anger out on her. After years of beatings, her body had accumulated scars almost everywhere. There wasn't a spot on her that hadn't been bruised or beaten; Tao made sure of that. Over the years, Yu'ukina's mind remained on what her father said the first time he attacked her.
Then, the day finally arrived. Yu'ukina turned fourteen. She had awoken the same way she always did, with the sun peeping into the cracks of the attic to strike her fair cheek. However, there was a strange feel to the air, almost tangible she thought to herself. The day passed rather quickly, and she returned home to find no one there. When she turned the corner into the kitchen, she found her father at the table, drunk once again. Tao heard the sound of her footsteps, and raised his head to look at her as she entered the room. His hazy eyes skimmed over her, a scowl quickly crossing his face. Yu'ukina backed away almost immediately, fear washing over her as it had done so many times before. He rose slowly, moving towards her. She'd never bend against him. That would put her in her grave. She backed out of the room, nearing the front door. She hated the thought of making a bolt for it, but the thought of another beating.. today.. pained her terribly. While her mind whirled around her, his fist shot out to struck her. She jumped backwards, hoping to bypass the door frame and make it outside. However, she misjudged the distance in her haste, and her father managed to slip past her, slamming the door to a close. The shock of the impact of her body and the door left her head spinning, and she shook it violently in attempt to clear it. A voice inside her was screaming to look out and beware, to move and escape, but her enhanced speed and stamina were of no use to her if she was unable to think properly. Then he struck her. Again and again for what seemed like hours. At last, a final, solid punch to the skull granted her wish, and left her falling to the floor, completely gone.
Yu'ukina was hospitalized for many days. The healer came in to visit every now and again, then broke the news to her that her father had killed himself and her mother. That night, she hardly slept at all. She wasn't sure if she should feel happy to finally be free, or to mourn the loss of her mother. Sometime during the night she decided she would never return to the place she called home. The memories there were too strong, and that was a part of her she didn't want to see, ever again. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will start anew. She thought to herself, and for the first time in her life, she felt a small quiver of hope inside her broken heart.[img][/img]
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K.Dracone Admin-Tech Head
Posts : 1389 Points : 7078 Karma : 26 Join date : 2010-04-01 Age : 31 Location : The Land that never was
You come off from a dusty road, coughing up a storm. Your throat was dry, you haven't had a drink in a long time. You come across ancient ruins...of a palace? Was that a symbol of bending? You didn't know, you were tired... A creaking sound was heard and your eyes fall upon what looked like a high-tech machine, worn and mildly rusted, when a voice spoke in a soothing tone asking you a series of questions.
Name: Ameytha Cristalis Age: 14 Birthplace: A city outside of the four nations Current Residence: In a townhome inside the Earth Kingdom Rank: Bender Occupation: Studies in a school as a student Element(s):Earth Pets: None Weapons: None Skills: Very athletic, Dexterous and flexible.
You felt obliged to answer all of the questions. As if it was required, suddenly a bright light is shined in your eyes and you realize a mirror was being held infront of you. You dusted your self off and looked into the mirror.
|The Mirror Shows| (No Picture) Ameytha stands at 5'4" in height and skinny. She has jet black hair where a lock of wavy hair falls down on both the left and right side of her face. She also has a ponytail which is held together by a gold piece. Below her ponytail the rest of her hair falls down to her neck. She wears many gem accessories. Around her neck is a necklace made of a sapphire stone, ruby stone, amber stone, emerald stone, and a crystal stone serving to represent some elements of life. On her left arm is a wristband embedded with tiny emerald gems and on her right arm are strings of tiny gemstones decorated across her arm. She wears a black sleeves shirt with black pants that reach down to her knees. Across her waist, a black sweater is tied tight and held together by gemstones. She wears brown sandle's that are colored black on the bottom. Her eyes are colored emerald and seemingly have a slight sparkle when sunlight hits them. Her skin color is a softly tanned white.
You were dirty, you almost forgot what you looked like. Strangely enough the voice started to sound more femine but then it started to ask you a series of more personal questions.
Personality: Ameytha is a sweet teenage girl. Like most, she has those certain people she dislikes in her school and those that she likes. She's kind, energetic, but can be shy/unsure at times depending on the situation. Personal Strengths: Athleticism, Daring, Smart, and a Hard worker. Personal Weaknesses: Shy, physically fragile, kindness. Hamartia: Her physical fragile body. Personal Hero: Her father. Dreams and Ambitions:To become number 1 in all sorts of sports. Likes: Exercising, having a good time with friends, bending, participating in events/challenges Dislikes: Obsessively mean people, being wrong, having to fight to kill.
You realized that it was a beauty shop...or what was left of it, and you had just filled out a survey for some product that didn't seem to be in exsistance anymore. With a loud rattling burst of black smoke, the rustic machine blew it's last bit of life and powered off, coating you in a light shower of sparks. You jump back in surprise and dusted yourself off. You shook your head, and started to recall the steps that brought you here and your purpose and motives behind your journey. You turn from the antiquicated shop and strided out, determined to make something of yourself.
Brief History: Ameytha was born into a wealthy household. Her father was city mayor and he was well respected by all citizens as he did many wonders for the entire city constantly so much so that he's been city mayor for over 20 years. Ameytha since birth has always been attracted to earth made materials her mother assumed maybe it was because the first item she ever saw was her father's ruby ring. But it that was only an assumption. The true reason to why Ameytha was attracted to earth minerals was due to another special reason. Her mother bought her a wristband embedded with tiny emerald stones that matched her eyes for her 6th birthday and ever since she's always worn it. Ameytha partook in school as any other young child and once entering middle school she wanted to play in a variety of sports. She told her parents this and her mother was concerned that maybe her grades would fall if she took on so many sports. These sports included: Soccer, volleyball, basketball, swimming, and gymnastics. Amazingly so Ameytha did all those sports while maintaining her grades and also being the best at each sport. She was known as a prodigy in her school. Though she rarely gets to see her father at home due to him acting City mayor she still gets to see him from time to time as she visits him coming from school. Her father one day asked her did she ever see herself as an architect. She said no confusingly wondering why he'd ask that. Her father mentioned to her that since she was little she's always been attracted to things that are of earth material. He found it slightly strange that she actually wasn't aware of how attracted she was. She looked down at her clothing to notice all of the accessories made of the finest gemstones. She smiled but still told her father no that if anything she wanted to be a top Gymnastic. He had no problem with this he wanted her to reach out for her own goals in life. Since then Ameytha continued to live her as she normally did.
TheMadHattress Fearless
Posts : 135 Points : 5540 Karma : 21 Join date : 2010-04-11 Age : 29 Location : Faery Realm
You come off from a dusty road, coughing up a storm. Your throat was dry, you haven't had a drink in a long time. You come across ancient ruins...of a palace? Was that a symbol of bending? You didn't know, you were tired... A creaking sound was heard and your eyes fall upon what looked like a high-tech machine, worn and mildly rusted, when a voice spoke in a soothing tone asking you a series of questions.
Name: Lochan Harit Age: eighteen Birthplace: an outskirt Desert Village Current Residence: where ever my merchant travels lead me Rank: Bender Occupation: Traveling merchant Element(s): Fire, Earth Pets: Chinkara Camel , Mita, it has the horns and agility of the Indian Gazelle with the strength and endurance of the Arabian camel. There’s also Panka the fox ferret. Weapons: Very skilled in many weapons, but I just stick with the necessities a simple dagger and a bow and quiver. Skills: I use my bending to create many of the things you see in my shop. My bending style is very unique to the people of my village and for the most part I’m a pacifist when it benefits me.
You felt obliged to answer all of the questions. As if it was required, suddenly a bright light is shined in your eyes and you realize a mirror was being held in front of you. You dusted your self off and looked into the mirror.
You were dirty; you almost forgot what you looked like. Strangely enough the voice started to sound more feminine but then it started to ask you a series of more personal questions.
Personality: Me? Well, I’m very free spirited and I love life. If things don’t go my way, I do what I’ve been doing my entire life, I improvise. I am a shameless flirt, I admit but usually only to sell the many things I have in my shop that cater to a more feminine audience. Personal Strengths: I know how to take things easy and enjoy my environment. I am very good on surviving with very little and my optimism at times is even sickening ask, Panka. I’m also very quick and agile. Personal Weaknesses: His sense of self preservation tends to get him in a tad bit of trouble, when he remembers he has a debt to pay or manages to get confused with the reputation of his people. Hamartia: My fingers twitch at the sight of pretty things that aren't in my possesion(greed?) Personal Hero: My father Dreams and Ambitions: Amass enough wealth and reputation to not have to worry about anything. Likes: Traveling, Jewels, Animals, Good Food, All kinds of curry Dislikes: rocks in my shoes, cleaning up after Mita, looking for Panka, spending money on something worthless, bad curry
You realized that it was a beauty shop...or what was left of it, and you had just filled out a survey for some product that didn't seem to be in exsistance anymore. With a loud rattling burst of black smoke, the rustic machine blew it's last bit of life and powered off, coating you in a light shower of sparks. You jump back in surprise and dusted yourself off. You shook your head, and started to recall the steps that brought you here and your purpose and motives behind your journey. You turn from the antiquicated shop and strided out, determined to make something of yourself.