Post by lanfeenye on May 7, 2008 0:26:08 GMT -5
Name: Lanfeen Ye
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Group: Citizen
Nation: Earth Nation
Bender?: Yes
Physical Appearance:
Lanfeen is a somewhat small girl, shorter then her family (And most of the rest of the Earth Nation), as well as lighter. She was the runt of her family, and often picked on because of it, as going with her weight and height she is of a fairly scrawny build.
Her hair is a dark chocolate color, cropped short rather messily in a very boyish cut, the hair also seems shiny, though this is only because it is naturally greasy. Her eyes have the same shade of brown as her hair, as well as several olive green flecks which stand out against the brown. The eyes themselves are somewhat small, and can look beady in the right light. Her eyelashes are seemingly plucked regularly. Her eyebrows form a slightly pointed arch, almost making her seem perpetually peeved. She has a slim, diamond shaped face. Her mouth is long, with thin lips, which are almost always chapped or busted. Her nose is crooked, bent in several places as if it had been broken (Even though it never has been). Her entire face is full of blemishes, and even the occasional scar from acne across her quite tanned face. Her face is the same shade as the rest of her body that shows. She has a farmers tan from working outside a lot.
She has a rather short torso, though with slightly longer limbs and a short neck. She is slim, though has recently been attempting to build muscle. This is not going terribly well, to her dismay. She has a rather small chest, which is almost always bound to minimize it’s already small size. Her hands are calloused from doing a fair amount of farm work, her fingers long though not very lithe at all. Her feet are similar, long and calloused, though with rather stubby toes. She is not fond of her awkwardly proportioned body at all, though has learned to deal with it.
Lanfeen has done everything in her power to make herself appear masculine, from her purposely badly cut hair to her bound chest she has done a fairly good job. The only thing that has roused suspicion is her small size and rather feminine ‘shape’, which she is working on, as well as found a temporary cure.
Clothing/Armor:
Lanfeen has put in a rather large amount of thought into her clothing, as it has to be practical and serve her specific purposes. She often dresses in dull browns and greens, as it helps her blend in more. If she were to end up in the water nation, then she most likely would start wearing blues and whites. One of the most common things in her outfit is one that is never seen, she binds her chest with several plainly colored cloth strips, usually a material that breaths well. She has them in multiple materials, and wears different ones depending on circumstances.
Besides her bindings, she wears mens’ clothing in any style she can get her hands on. Her most common outfit consists of a short sleeved dark forest green shirt with a straight neckline and no notable embroidery, over that a long sleeved brown over shirt that is mainly open at the front, though it does meet at the top and slowly separate the further down you look. This is also done to minimize the appearance of her chest. It is a medium long over shirt, reaching to the start of her thighs.
She wears simple myrtle green pants with light brown stitching up the side in a somewhat crooked line. The pants seem a bit big on her, this could be because she believes it makes her legs appear larger, or it could be because she believes it’s something boys do to make their legs appear larger. Her shoes, when she does wear them (Which isn’t often) are plain green work boots, the same shade of green as her pants. She usually only wears these if she needs to cross areas that have broken glass or other such material on the ground.
Besides her basic cloths, she doesn’t wear much. She carries around a pair of dark brown gloves, used in case she needs to pick something up that she couldn’t with her bare hands.
Most of her clothing has padding to add area where a male would have area, such as at the shoulders. Recently she has started to figure out that it might also be a good thing to add area to her waist so her hips don’t stand out as much.
Weapons:
Lanfeen is, for the most part, against fighting and war (Hence why she does not wear armor), she also does not carry many weapons on her. However, she does realize that she may get into a situation where she would need a weapon because of someone attacking her first. She carries on her a sickle that she used when she lived with her family, it’s a simple tool not intended to ever see the blood of a man (Or woman), she figured that it would be more useful then nothing.
She also uses a walking stick, which she supposes she could bonk someone on the head with if need be. Between her sickle and her earth-bending need probably wouldn't need be however.
Personality:
Lanfeen, even before she took a vow of silence, was a quiet girl, always observing and watching the world go by in front of her. She was never really ambitious, not really knowing where she wanted to go in life. Occasionally she would ask a question, confirming or denying her little mental reality she had made up, which she had a tendency to do a lot. She often was lost in her mind, day dreaming.
She was a trusting person in other people, believing the best of them rather then believing random rumors. Because of this she made friends with a lot of people that didn’t have a lot of friends, this helped her develop a different view on the world then a lot of people. Also because of this view of people, she learned the hard way that not all people are nice and trusting, which helped her become more realistic in her views. Not everyone is out to get you, but some people are.
She was a quick learner, possibly because whenever she did have a task at hand she would become fixated with it until it was done, and always paid attention to the people she was learning from. She had learned early on that lessons weren’t only learned in the classroom, any old man may teach you something in a few words that a teacher could in a thousand. Even children, in all their naivety, could teach you something. Because of this she listens to everyone and keeps from speaking herself.
Despite her knowing that some people were bad people, she still remains as trusting as she could, and even optimistic. Through her teen years she became a bit more open with people, even going so far as to actually *Gasp* speak to them. When she actually got to know someone well, she would even vent to them, letting out all of her words in short bursts.
Lanfeen has never been particularly feminine, when she had free time she’d always be outside running around and exploring. When she was young she’d even make up stories about the places that were just outside of the area she knew, such as the Great War of That Street Down The Road. Never had a greater battle been fought. In her mind at least. She has always loved to explore and venture beyond her bounds, getting in trouble a lot for sneaking off. This drive to explore is later a main force in her choice to leave her home.
When she isn't around people, she generally either sits down and relaxes, thinking, or practicing her bending (Mainly to relieve anger, if she ever was, or stress). She usually never had any free time though, as in her house growing up she lived with her mother, aunt, uncle, three cousins, grandfather, and grandmother, adding up to nine total people in one medium sized house.
It’s a bit of a feat to anger Lanfeen, though not impossible. Generally being rude to people is a good way to irritate her, and being rude to her repeatedly is a good way to get an angry girl all up on you. Besides that there are a number of things that irritate her, disrespect, dishonesty, and hurting people. Though, another way to make her very angry very quickly is to talk about her father in a bad way. She believes the best of him, as she does with everyone else.
She can be a bit deceiving herself, despite disliking liars. She’d do anything to avoid getting in trouble, up to and including lying, cheating, and any other way to keep the truth from certain people. Despite her desire to lie, she has never been much good at it, as such people call her out pretty quickly, usually getting her in even more trouble then she would have been in.
Another flaw of hers is her meekness, she barely ever confronts others. Even though she is more social then she was, she still has troubles looking people in the eyes to tell them something. She can also still be too trusting of people, as well as too quick to latch on. Once she decides she likes someone, family, friends, etc, she isn’t ready to let them go for a bad reason. She has had to say goodbye two times, once to a friend close to her, and once to her family. The second time was mostly by choice, though it wasn't an entirely easy one.
Background:
Lanfeen was born to two citizens of the Earth Nation, Niu and Qiang Ye. Several months before she was born, her father was sent off to fight in the war. Her mother, very distraught, moved in with her sister in law (Suyin), who also lived with the rest of the family (At the time, one child (Bai), two grandparents (Liu and Miexiu), and an uncle (Gen). It was a bit crowded, but with that amount of people also came a sense of unity and togetherness and all that cliché nonsense.
About a month before Lanfeen was born, her aunt had twin boys (Huan and Hui), which meant that their house was still in a bit of a stir when Lanfeen was born. She was actually more of a child that slept a lot rather then cry a lot, oddly, though to her mothers relief after seeing the twins being such a large ruckus.
As Lanfeen grew up she noticed a lot of things about her family. Huan and Hui often told their parents that they were the other twin, just to see if they could tell the difference (They rarely did), her uncle often disappeared for long hours and came back with makeup stains on his shirt, and her aunt rarely, if ever, left the house. Many obscure things that the others didn’t notice so much. She still retained her somewhat quiet demeanor.
When she matured slightly, she had started helping her family on their small farm that they had to help pay for things. Generally she just helped weed or gather crops, but after a while she enjoyed just being on the grounds. When she was younger and had just started helping around, she learned that she could manipulate the ground around her. It was never anything very big, Her feet left deeper marks in the ground then most, or when she was attempting to get to a high area the ground 'helped' her. She would later learn this was Earth Bending, and start to improve on it.
When she started school she was quite happy to have more chances to leave the crowded house, only to go to the crowded school house. She still found it refreshing to be surrounded with different people. One of her first friends was a boy her age named Yaozu. He was the exact opposite of her in many ways, he was quite loud and rambunctious, he didn’t pay much attention in school, and he was quite unimaginative. They sort of complimented each other in that way.
Through the years she gained several new friends, as well as several new scars (From falling from trees or some such no doubt). By the time she was 13 she was almost of normal volume. Her life went on like normal for three more years, she remained completely happy with her place in life, despite her hormones. Though because of said hormones she did take a romantic liking to Yaozu, and vice versa.
This changed slightly when she, and Yaozu, turned 16. There was, apparently, a rather resource heavy battle occurring for the Earth Nation, and they required more bodies. They brought in as many ‘qualified’ (As in of age and male) earth-benders as they could. There are times when being a bender isn’t a good thing, then was one of them. Unfortunately for Yaozu, he met these qualifications and was sent off to war.
This made Lanfeen feel things she had never felt before. Anger, disgust, and several other related emotions. She felt like something needed to happen, yet knew she couldn’t do much. Her home and school no longer felt the same, she saw things now that she felt she should have seen the entire time. People were being taken away because of ‘petty battles’ (In her words. She did not quite understand the entire war).
One day while she was climbing up a tree for a nice, quiet, place, she misplaced her footing in her absent state of mind, sending her falling. She managed to mangle herself pretty well over this, a broken bone and throat damage, rendering it hard to speak for her. After the matter, she figured that she didn’t talk that much anyways, it’s not like it would be a huge change for her. From there on she decided to take a vow of silence, later reasoning that the only way to be heard is not to be heard. She was at the tip of teen angst, she just took it a bit further then anyone else.
When she turned twenty she decided to leave from her family and friends. She had always wanted to explore and learn more about the world, and she just felt that twenty was ‘the right time’. She had put a bit of thought into it. She figured that a somewhat small woman traveling around would probably be in a bit more danger then a small traveling man. She also figured that it might get her a bit less harassment from lecherous males.
She finally packed a bag full of things, including parchment and some form of ink. She wanted to write the stories of the people, the tales of the normal man or woman. The suffering of the orphaned child because of the war. She wished her family the best as she disappeared into the sunrise.
In a couple of years she had become used to the road and had found ways to adapt to the world at large. She had slightly gotten over her ‘vow of silence’, as it was a bit impractical if you were trying to talk to or interview people, but one reason she now kept it, but to a bit of a lesser degree, was that if she spoke, she was quite obviously not male. If she really thought about it, she’d realize that if she mentioned to the people that she was speaking to that she wasn’t really male it wouldn’t be that huge of a problem, but by that time she had just kind of adapted it as a large charade.
By the time she had grown used to the road, her earth-bending was fair enough. She wasn't incredibly talented at it, but she knew enough to make it useful. She still practices it when she has any spare time.
Sample RP:
It was a nice enough day, the wind blowing slightly over the grass and blowing that grassy smell over everything, though this was the Earth Nation, and overall not that unusual. The sun lazily beat down as it was at it’s peak, no one could tell if the sun was smiling or not. Irregardless, the small town was bustling with activity.
“Move along, move along.” A Fire Nation Soldier said harshly, as most Fire Nation Soldiers ever did. There was a small line of the locals going wherever they were apparently supposed to be, which was, presumably, their place of work or something similar.
“How can you stand to live here?” A rough, yet quiet, voice asked at it’s apparent normal volume.
“I don’t know... It’s been like this as long as I can remember.” Another voice responded. It seemed to be a conversation between a young man and a young woman pretending to be a man. The young woman looked at the boy next to her, and tried to find the right question. But she couldn’t. She was amazed that some people could stand this, stand the tyranny. She didn’t realize it, but she was quite a hypocritical person. She wanted there to be no war, yet she also wanted there to be the peace after the war. It was impossible, seemingly, to have war without peace, and vice versa.
She simply followed along with the crowd, thinking of something to say. She still couldn’t come up with anything. Only silence.
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Group: Citizen
Nation: Earth Nation
Bender?: Yes
Physical Appearance:
Lanfeen is a somewhat small girl, shorter then her family (And most of the rest of the Earth Nation), as well as lighter. She was the runt of her family, and often picked on because of it, as going with her weight and height she is of a fairly scrawny build.
Her hair is a dark chocolate color, cropped short rather messily in a very boyish cut, the hair also seems shiny, though this is only because it is naturally greasy. Her eyes have the same shade of brown as her hair, as well as several olive green flecks which stand out against the brown. The eyes themselves are somewhat small, and can look beady in the right light. Her eyelashes are seemingly plucked regularly. Her eyebrows form a slightly pointed arch, almost making her seem perpetually peeved. She has a slim, diamond shaped face. Her mouth is long, with thin lips, which are almost always chapped or busted. Her nose is crooked, bent in several places as if it had been broken (Even though it never has been). Her entire face is full of blemishes, and even the occasional scar from acne across her quite tanned face. Her face is the same shade as the rest of her body that shows. She has a farmers tan from working outside a lot.
She has a rather short torso, though with slightly longer limbs and a short neck. She is slim, though has recently been attempting to build muscle. This is not going terribly well, to her dismay. She has a rather small chest, which is almost always bound to minimize it’s already small size. Her hands are calloused from doing a fair amount of farm work, her fingers long though not very lithe at all. Her feet are similar, long and calloused, though with rather stubby toes. She is not fond of her awkwardly proportioned body at all, though has learned to deal with it.
Lanfeen has done everything in her power to make herself appear masculine, from her purposely badly cut hair to her bound chest she has done a fairly good job. The only thing that has roused suspicion is her small size and rather feminine ‘shape’, which she is working on, as well as found a temporary cure.
Clothing/Armor:
Lanfeen has put in a rather large amount of thought into her clothing, as it has to be practical and serve her specific purposes. She often dresses in dull browns and greens, as it helps her blend in more. If she were to end up in the water nation, then she most likely would start wearing blues and whites. One of the most common things in her outfit is one that is never seen, she binds her chest with several plainly colored cloth strips, usually a material that breaths well. She has them in multiple materials, and wears different ones depending on circumstances.
Besides her bindings, she wears mens’ clothing in any style she can get her hands on. Her most common outfit consists of a short sleeved dark forest green shirt with a straight neckline and no notable embroidery, over that a long sleeved brown over shirt that is mainly open at the front, though it does meet at the top and slowly separate the further down you look. This is also done to minimize the appearance of her chest. It is a medium long over shirt, reaching to the start of her thighs.
She wears simple myrtle green pants with light brown stitching up the side in a somewhat crooked line. The pants seem a bit big on her, this could be because she believes it makes her legs appear larger, or it could be because she believes it’s something boys do to make their legs appear larger. Her shoes, when she does wear them (Which isn’t often) are plain green work boots, the same shade of green as her pants. She usually only wears these if she needs to cross areas that have broken glass or other such material on the ground.
Besides her basic cloths, she doesn’t wear much. She carries around a pair of dark brown gloves, used in case she needs to pick something up that she couldn’t with her bare hands.
Most of her clothing has padding to add area where a male would have area, such as at the shoulders. Recently she has started to figure out that it might also be a good thing to add area to her waist so her hips don’t stand out as much.
Weapons:
Lanfeen is, for the most part, against fighting and war (Hence why she does not wear armor), she also does not carry many weapons on her. However, she does realize that she may get into a situation where she would need a weapon because of someone attacking her first. She carries on her a sickle that she used when she lived with her family, it’s a simple tool not intended to ever see the blood of a man (Or woman), she figured that it would be more useful then nothing.
She also uses a walking stick, which she supposes she could bonk someone on the head with if need be. Between her sickle and her earth-bending need probably wouldn't need be however.
Personality:
Lanfeen, even before she took a vow of silence, was a quiet girl, always observing and watching the world go by in front of her. She was never really ambitious, not really knowing where she wanted to go in life. Occasionally she would ask a question, confirming or denying her little mental reality she had made up, which she had a tendency to do a lot. She often was lost in her mind, day dreaming.
She was a trusting person in other people, believing the best of them rather then believing random rumors. Because of this she made friends with a lot of people that didn’t have a lot of friends, this helped her develop a different view on the world then a lot of people. Also because of this view of people, she learned the hard way that not all people are nice and trusting, which helped her become more realistic in her views. Not everyone is out to get you, but some people are.
She was a quick learner, possibly because whenever she did have a task at hand she would become fixated with it until it was done, and always paid attention to the people she was learning from. She had learned early on that lessons weren’t only learned in the classroom, any old man may teach you something in a few words that a teacher could in a thousand. Even children, in all their naivety, could teach you something. Because of this she listens to everyone and keeps from speaking herself.
Despite her knowing that some people were bad people, she still remains as trusting as she could, and even optimistic. Through her teen years she became a bit more open with people, even going so far as to actually *Gasp* speak to them. When she actually got to know someone well, she would even vent to them, letting out all of her words in short bursts.
Lanfeen has never been particularly feminine, when she had free time she’d always be outside running around and exploring. When she was young she’d even make up stories about the places that were just outside of the area she knew, such as the Great War of That Street Down The Road. Never had a greater battle been fought. In her mind at least. She has always loved to explore and venture beyond her bounds, getting in trouble a lot for sneaking off. This drive to explore is later a main force in her choice to leave her home.
When she isn't around people, she generally either sits down and relaxes, thinking, or practicing her bending (Mainly to relieve anger, if she ever was, or stress). She usually never had any free time though, as in her house growing up she lived with her mother, aunt, uncle, three cousins, grandfather, and grandmother, adding up to nine total people in one medium sized house.
It’s a bit of a feat to anger Lanfeen, though not impossible. Generally being rude to people is a good way to irritate her, and being rude to her repeatedly is a good way to get an angry girl all up on you. Besides that there are a number of things that irritate her, disrespect, dishonesty, and hurting people. Though, another way to make her very angry very quickly is to talk about her father in a bad way. She believes the best of him, as she does with everyone else.
She can be a bit deceiving herself, despite disliking liars. She’d do anything to avoid getting in trouble, up to and including lying, cheating, and any other way to keep the truth from certain people. Despite her desire to lie, she has never been much good at it, as such people call her out pretty quickly, usually getting her in even more trouble then she would have been in.
Another flaw of hers is her meekness, she barely ever confronts others. Even though she is more social then she was, she still has troubles looking people in the eyes to tell them something. She can also still be too trusting of people, as well as too quick to latch on. Once she decides she likes someone, family, friends, etc, she isn’t ready to let them go for a bad reason. She has had to say goodbye two times, once to a friend close to her, and once to her family. The second time was mostly by choice, though it wasn't an entirely easy one.
Background:
Lanfeen was born to two citizens of the Earth Nation, Niu and Qiang Ye. Several months before she was born, her father was sent off to fight in the war. Her mother, very distraught, moved in with her sister in law (Suyin), who also lived with the rest of the family (At the time, one child (Bai), two grandparents (Liu and Miexiu), and an uncle (Gen). It was a bit crowded, but with that amount of people also came a sense of unity and togetherness and all that cliché nonsense.
About a month before Lanfeen was born, her aunt had twin boys (Huan and Hui), which meant that their house was still in a bit of a stir when Lanfeen was born. She was actually more of a child that slept a lot rather then cry a lot, oddly, though to her mothers relief after seeing the twins being such a large ruckus.
As Lanfeen grew up she noticed a lot of things about her family. Huan and Hui often told their parents that they were the other twin, just to see if they could tell the difference (They rarely did), her uncle often disappeared for long hours and came back with makeup stains on his shirt, and her aunt rarely, if ever, left the house. Many obscure things that the others didn’t notice so much. She still retained her somewhat quiet demeanor.
When she matured slightly, she had started helping her family on their small farm that they had to help pay for things. Generally she just helped weed or gather crops, but after a while she enjoyed just being on the grounds. When she was younger and had just started helping around, she learned that she could manipulate the ground around her. It was never anything very big, Her feet left deeper marks in the ground then most, or when she was attempting to get to a high area the ground 'helped' her. She would later learn this was Earth Bending, and start to improve on it.
When she started school she was quite happy to have more chances to leave the crowded house, only to go to the crowded school house. She still found it refreshing to be surrounded with different people. One of her first friends was a boy her age named Yaozu. He was the exact opposite of her in many ways, he was quite loud and rambunctious, he didn’t pay much attention in school, and he was quite unimaginative. They sort of complimented each other in that way.
Through the years she gained several new friends, as well as several new scars (From falling from trees or some such no doubt). By the time she was 13 she was almost of normal volume. Her life went on like normal for three more years, she remained completely happy with her place in life, despite her hormones. Though because of said hormones she did take a romantic liking to Yaozu, and vice versa.
This changed slightly when she, and Yaozu, turned 16. There was, apparently, a rather resource heavy battle occurring for the Earth Nation, and they required more bodies. They brought in as many ‘qualified’ (As in of age and male) earth-benders as they could. There are times when being a bender isn’t a good thing, then was one of them. Unfortunately for Yaozu, he met these qualifications and was sent off to war.
This made Lanfeen feel things she had never felt before. Anger, disgust, and several other related emotions. She felt like something needed to happen, yet knew she couldn’t do much. Her home and school no longer felt the same, she saw things now that she felt she should have seen the entire time. People were being taken away because of ‘petty battles’ (In her words. She did not quite understand the entire war).
One day while she was climbing up a tree for a nice, quiet, place, she misplaced her footing in her absent state of mind, sending her falling. She managed to mangle herself pretty well over this, a broken bone and throat damage, rendering it hard to speak for her. After the matter, she figured that she didn’t talk that much anyways, it’s not like it would be a huge change for her. From there on she decided to take a vow of silence, later reasoning that the only way to be heard is not to be heard. She was at the tip of teen angst, she just took it a bit further then anyone else.
When she turned twenty she decided to leave from her family and friends. She had always wanted to explore and learn more about the world, and she just felt that twenty was ‘the right time’. She had put a bit of thought into it. She figured that a somewhat small woman traveling around would probably be in a bit more danger then a small traveling man. She also figured that it might get her a bit less harassment from lecherous males.
She finally packed a bag full of things, including parchment and some form of ink. She wanted to write the stories of the people, the tales of the normal man or woman. The suffering of the orphaned child because of the war. She wished her family the best as she disappeared into the sunrise.
In a couple of years she had become used to the road and had found ways to adapt to the world at large. She had slightly gotten over her ‘vow of silence’, as it was a bit impractical if you were trying to talk to or interview people, but one reason she now kept it, but to a bit of a lesser degree, was that if she spoke, she was quite obviously not male. If she really thought about it, she’d realize that if she mentioned to the people that she was speaking to that she wasn’t really male it wouldn’t be that huge of a problem, but by that time she had just kind of adapted it as a large charade.
By the time she had grown used to the road, her earth-bending was fair enough. She wasn't incredibly talented at it, but she knew enough to make it useful. She still practices it when she has any spare time.
Sample RP:
It was a nice enough day, the wind blowing slightly over the grass and blowing that grassy smell over everything, though this was the Earth Nation, and overall not that unusual. The sun lazily beat down as it was at it’s peak, no one could tell if the sun was smiling or not. Irregardless, the small town was bustling with activity.
“Move along, move along.” A Fire Nation Soldier said harshly, as most Fire Nation Soldiers ever did. There was a small line of the locals going wherever they were apparently supposed to be, which was, presumably, their place of work or something similar.
“How can you stand to live here?” A rough, yet quiet, voice asked at it’s apparent normal volume.
“I don’t know... It’s been like this as long as I can remember.” Another voice responded. It seemed to be a conversation between a young man and a young woman pretending to be a man. The young woman looked at the boy next to her, and tried to find the right question. But she couldn’t. She was amazed that some people could stand this, stand the tyranny. She didn’t realize it, but she was quite a hypocritical person. She wanted there to be no war, yet she also wanted there to be the peace after the war. It was impossible, seemingly, to have war without peace, and vice versa.
She simply followed along with the crowd, thinking of something to say. She still couldn’t come up with anything. Only silence.