Post by yasu on Jul 18, 2006 14:39:46 GMT -5
Name: Yasu Al (meaning Calm Love)
Age: 15
Gender: Girl
Group:[/u] The Rebellion
Nation: Fire (whoot, whoot!)
Bender?: No
Physical Appearance: Yasu is the complete mirror image of her parents' families combined. She has her mother's wide, hopeful golden eyes and has her neatly arched eyebrows. She has her father's strong chin and raised fore-head. Yasu has her paternal grandmother's moon-beam pale skin and her small ears. She has her maternal grandfather's thin lips and had "inherited" his well-known glare that was said to freeze people where they stood. She had inherited her mother's wonderful brown-black hair that falls to her mid-back. Yasu had inherited many other things as well, like the large curve in her body and her large butt (from her mother's side of the family). She stands to about 5'6" and weighs probably around 114 pounds or so.
Clothing/Armor: Yasu wears a very simple outfit for everyday life...for one that was born into nobility. This is because she would rather try to blend into the ranks as a normal Fire Nation citizen than a noble Fire Nation heiress. She wears black slipper-shoes and maroon-red pants that fall to her ankles and tie around her waist loosely. Over that, she wears a black, wrap-around top that forms a V-neck with golden lining surrounding the neck, the wrists, and the bottom of the shirt. Even though she wishes she could blend in, she still has the gold lining because she is afraid she will forget her true lineage. She wears her black hair into a loose ponytail, usually with a Fire Nation clip in the tie. When need be, for instance if she were to look noble for a mission or what have you, her hair is pulled up into a bun atop her head with strands of hair falling out as if it were a ponytail. When she is out on a mission, however, she wears armor above her usual outfit. It is loose armor, and it makes it easier for her to shoot her bow. The armor is basically black metal that surrounds her chest, her shoulders, and her knuckles and hands. The armor then covers her full leg-length, except the metal isn't as strong or heavy making it easier for her to run if need be. It is actually not very well made metal, as one could well imagine at the lightness of it. It is just metal plates sewn together with silver chains. While an arrow would bounce off of the metal, a sword or any other hand-held weapon would be able to crack the metal and even sear through it to her flesh.
Weapons: Yasu is a simple girl, mind you. She doesn't need weapons to get her point across. All she needs is her voice, which she believes to be better than violence. But even so, if worse comes to worse, she pulls out her wooden, maroon-red bow that has a gold-color painted along its sides that is bright enough to catch the sunlight during the day and slips on a skinny, black night-arrow. These night arrows are the only kind of arrows she feels most comfortable with, for she works more at night than at day. The arrows are so sleek and skinny and dark, that one can hardly see it while it flashes through the air toward it's target. You can only hear the whoosh of the air as it is snapped forward and the woozy sound of the point connecting with the flesh.
Personality: Yasu, as her name suggests, is calm. She was born calm, and her parents had thought something was wrong with her. But no, Yasu is just naturally calm-stated. She would rather talk than fight, and believes the war is just an act for power and nothing else. The other nations might be fighting for their freedom, but they are still killing. Yasu would rather to work out problems by talking it out, than by actually hurting someone. But as calm as she is, if she is rubbed the wrong way, she can be a ball of fire. She can use her fists, and if need be she will track whoever it was that made her mad at night and shoot her with her black arrows. Other than that, however, Yasu is a very kind, gentle girl. She was never spoiled, unlike her sister Emi, and she never liked getting into fights. She is quite understanding, but she doesn't understand herself. She still feels guilty about what she had done to her mother, and she thinks that is why she had joined the Rebellion in the first place. Of course, her main pet-peeve is the question of what her childhood was like. She loves to play with children, and she likes to practice her aim. She is terrified of the rhinos that the Fire Nation soldiers ride upon. She is quite a loyal, and trust-worhty friend and she is easy to like. When around friends, she is talkative and fun and sometimes she can get a little hyper (very rare)! But when around strangers, Yasu can be quiet and suspicious.
Background: Yasu was born into a small, noble family off the coast of the Fire Nation. She had a mother, a father, and a little sister. Her mother was beautiful, but was often shut-out and never talked. She only talked to Yasu, and she called her her little Calm Angel. Yasu had really disliked this nick-name for some reason, she had thought it too long for her. She had never been to fond of her mother, because she was just too quiet and she had always had the feeling that she was hiding something from her. Yasu's father was a retired general in his fifties with a lame leg. He adored Yasu, and called her his love. He would teach her things about fire-bending, hoping that she would become a fire-bender like himself one day. Unfortunately, he soon found out that Yasu was not of the fire-bending legacies, and he gave up that trait. Still, he adored Yasu and her kindness and he treated her well, telling her that she would one day inherit their small estate. And then there was Emi. Little Emi. Emi was a spoiled-rotten little girl who had the beauty of a goddess, as her name suggested. Emi was everything that Yasu was not; she was social and loved to talk, and she was often hyper and she loved to make fun of people. Worse of all, Emi was gorgeous. No matter she was younger than Yasu, she was still more beautiful. Emi loved to mock Yasu in kindness. She really was just spoiled rotten.
Anyways, it was one day that changed Yasu's life forever. She was five years old, and in a few months when she turned six she'd go from home to join the Fire Nation Academy for Girls. She had been sick for a week, and her nurse-maid said it would do her good to take a small stroll through her mother's small garden. Yasu was over-joyed to hear that she would be allowed out of bed, and she took the chance to have the walk. It was early afternoon by the time she actually made it to the garden, for every quick step brought her a head-ache that made her go dizzy in pain. She was walking down a small path when she heard people talking. It sounded like to women and a man. Curious, as she often was at that young age, Yasu slipped into some rose bushes and crouched down low, bringing herself forward a few paces before she spotted her mother wearing all black talking to a man and a woman, also wearing black.
Her mother was talking in hush tones, but by the sounds of her excited whispers, it wasn't good. Yasu wanted to get a better look, so she crept forward some more and listened hard. Her mother was talking about a rebellion! ...and by the sounds of the man's voice, she was apart of it! Scared, Yasu stood and ran off to her father's study, despite the head-ache than ran through her head like hundreds of galloping rhinos.
When Yasu raced into her father's study, she nearly collapsed in a faint. Her father caught her, bewildered, and asked what was the matter. Yasu told her father, and as she explained further, her father's eyes widened in shock. He set Yasu down and walked slowly away from Yasu, into the hall, toward the gardens. He believed her, for Yasu never lied.
Her mother was found out and set to the Fire Nation capitol where she was locked away, to await judgment by the Fire Lord Ozai hisself. Yasu was sent away a few months later to the Academy. She didn't return from it until she was fourteen years old. When she returned, she was shocked to see her father completely in a daze. He carried a cane with him everywhere, and his eyes had a non-seeing glint to them. He was in a depressed haze that he couldn't fight through. Emi, he had told her, had run off with a young man a year back and had not written nor had she come back. It had torn him to know that two of the women in his lives were traitors, and that he was glad that his Love had not run off as well.
But Yasu Al was a traitor. She had felt guilty ever since she had sent her mother away to her death, and she joined the anonymous rebellion without giving any detail of who she was exactly about two years earlier. She had been trained in many arts in the Rebellion, swords-craft, bombing, sparking, knife-handle...but the one that she felt most comfortable with was her bow and arrow. On one of her missions, she had jumped in front of a rhino and its rider and shot the rider with her bow expertly. Unfortunately, her second arrow did nothing to stop the charging rhino and he ran right into her. She had broken a few ribs that mission, and ever since she was terrified of the rhinos.
She had stayed with her father a few nights, making sure he was okay. On the fifth night of her stay, she slipped away into the night. She met up with another Rebel and he led her away. She would never return to her father.
Sample RP:
'Father!' Yasu Al ran to her father's open arms and she hugged him tightly. Oh, how she had missed her father's warm embrace! It had been too long of years she had been away. She wanted to see Emi, as surprising as that was, and she wanted to tell her father of all she had learned at the academy--excluding the Rebellion, of course.
'My little Love!' her father exclaimed, his embrace tightening over her. Yasu was surprised, though. Her father's voice was so distant, almost droning-like as if it was just a chore to speak now. She looked up into her father's dazy eyes, and she was startled to see that a dark cloud enveloped his normally warm golden eyes. She stepped back, studying him. He carried a cane now; his leg must have gotten worse. He was slunched over, and looked very much older than Yasu had remembered last.
'Father, what's wrong?' she asked fearfully, looking him over once more. Her eyes widened in fear; what had happened since she was last home?!
He looked at her a moment, and then it triggered in his mind what she had said. He sighed and rubbed his brow with his free hand, the other clutching the cane tightly. 'Your sister was too lovely for her own good, Love,' he said sadly, shutting his eyes painfully, 'She has run off with a young man, and no one has yet to find her.'
Yasu was shocked and she looked at him in surprise. 'I know Emi is foolish, Father, but she would never do that. When did this happen? Where was I?'
'About a year ago today, Love.'
Yasu was saddened to see her father's state, and even madder at Emi. She had known her sister was silly, but to go off and do this?! Her father was a broken man, and Yasu would only make him more so. 'Two women in my life have betrayed my trust and love. I am just glad I have one more to stand by my side and rule over the estate after I have joined the Spirit World.' He sighed heavily and looked out to the trees. 'You are my life, now, Yasu Al.'
Yasu choked on his words. She could never lie to her father, despite her training in the odd talent. She gulped down her doubts and fears and nodded, 'You can trust me, Father.'
Yasu shot up away. She was breathing hard, and she looked around the small room she shared with two other rebellions. It had been a year now since she had left her father, and yet she was still having this memory dreams. She shut her eyes tightly and lay back into the small Inn's bed. She let out a breath of air and let sleep over-come her once more.
Please Note:[/u] Though my posts are at least two well defined paragraphs normally, this one is abnormally long because I have just had a major brain booster. So, yeah. Oh, and if the whole Rebellion thing isn't allowed, I'll try to find a way to go around that. Just tell me. ^-^
Age: 15
Gender: Girl
Group:[/u] The Rebellion
Nation: Fire (whoot, whoot!)
Bender?: No
Physical Appearance: Yasu is the complete mirror image of her parents' families combined. She has her mother's wide, hopeful golden eyes and has her neatly arched eyebrows. She has her father's strong chin and raised fore-head. Yasu has her paternal grandmother's moon-beam pale skin and her small ears. She has her maternal grandfather's thin lips and had "inherited" his well-known glare that was said to freeze people where they stood. She had inherited her mother's wonderful brown-black hair that falls to her mid-back. Yasu had inherited many other things as well, like the large curve in her body and her large butt (from her mother's side of the family). She stands to about 5'6" and weighs probably around 114 pounds or so.
Clothing/Armor: Yasu wears a very simple outfit for everyday life...for one that was born into nobility. This is because she would rather try to blend into the ranks as a normal Fire Nation citizen than a noble Fire Nation heiress. She wears black slipper-shoes and maroon-red pants that fall to her ankles and tie around her waist loosely. Over that, she wears a black, wrap-around top that forms a V-neck with golden lining surrounding the neck, the wrists, and the bottom of the shirt. Even though she wishes she could blend in, she still has the gold lining because she is afraid she will forget her true lineage. She wears her black hair into a loose ponytail, usually with a Fire Nation clip in the tie. When need be, for instance if she were to look noble for a mission or what have you, her hair is pulled up into a bun atop her head with strands of hair falling out as if it were a ponytail. When she is out on a mission, however, she wears armor above her usual outfit. It is loose armor, and it makes it easier for her to shoot her bow. The armor is basically black metal that surrounds her chest, her shoulders, and her knuckles and hands. The armor then covers her full leg-length, except the metal isn't as strong or heavy making it easier for her to run if need be. It is actually not very well made metal, as one could well imagine at the lightness of it. It is just metal plates sewn together with silver chains. While an arrow would bounce off of the metal, a sword or any other hand-held weapon would be able to crack the metal and even sear through it to her flesh.
Weapons: Yasu is a simple girl, mind you. She doesn't need weapons to get her point across. All she needs is her voice, which she believes to be better than violence. But even so, if worse comes to worse, she pulls out her wooden, maroon-red bow that has a gold-color painted along its sides that is bright enough to catch the sunlight during the day and slips on a skinny, black night-arrow. These night arrows are the only kind of arrows she feels most comfortable with, for she works more at night than at day. The arrows are so sleek and skinny and dark, that one can hardly see it while it flashes through the air toward it's target. You can only hear the whoosh of the air as it is snapped forward and the woozy sound of the point connecting with the flesh.
Personality: Yasu, as her name suggests, is calm. She was born calm, and her parents had thought something was wrong with her. But no, Yasu is just naturally calm-stated. She would rather talk than fight, and believes the war is just an act for power and nothing else. The other nations might be fighting for their freedom, but they are still killing. Yasu would rather to work out problems by talking it out, than by actually hurting someone. But as calm as she is, if she is rubbed the wrong way, she can be a ball of fire. She can use her fists, and if need be she will track whoever it was that made her mad at night and shoot her with her black arrows. Other than that, however, Yasu is a very kind, gentle girl. She was never spoiled, unlike her sister Emi, and she never liked getting into fights. She is quite understanding, but she doesn't understand herself. She still feels guilty about what she had done to her mother, and she thinks that is why she had joined the Rebellion in the first place. Of course, her main pet-peeve is the question of what her childhood was like. She loves to play with children, and she likes to practice her aim. She is terrified of the rhinos that the Fire Nation soldiers ride upon. She is quite a loyal, and trust-worhty friend and she is easy to like. When around friends, she is talkative and fun and sometimes she can get a little hyper (very rare)! But when around strangers, Yasu can be quiet and suspicious.
Background: Yasu was born into a small, noble family off the coast of the Fire Nation. She had a mother, a father, and a little sister. Her mother was beautiful, but was often shut-out and never talked. She only talked to Yasu, and she called her her little Calm Angel. Yasu had really disliked this nick-name for some reason, she had thought it too long for her. She had never been to fond of her mother, because she was just too quiet and she had always had the feeling that she was hiding something from her. Yasu's father was a retired general in his fifties with a lame leg. He adored Yasu, and called her his love. He would teach her things about fire-bending, hoping that she would become a fire-bender like himself one day. Unfortunately, he soon found out that Yasu was not of the fire-bending legacies, and he gave up that trait. Still, he adored Yasu and her kindness and he treated her well, telling her that she would one day inherit their small estate. And then there was Emi. Little Emi. Emi was a spoiled-rotten little girl who had the beauty of a goddess, as her name suggested. Emi was everything that Yasu was not; she was social and loved to talk, and she was often hyper and she loved to make fun of people. Worse of all, Emi was gorgeous. No matter she was younger than Yasu, she was still more beautiful. Emi loved to mock Yasu in kindness. She really was just spoiled rotten.
Anyways, it was one day that changed Yasu's life forever. She was five years old, and in a few months when she turned six she'd go from home to join the Fire Nation Academy for Girls. She had been sick for a week, and her nurse-maid said it would do her good to take a small stroll through her mother's small garden. Yasu was over-joyed to hear that she would be allowed out of bed, and she took the chance to have the walk. It was early afternoon by the time she actually made it to the garden, for every quick step brought her a head-ache that made her go dizzy in pain. She was walking down a small path when she heard people talking. It sounded like to women and a man. Curious, as she often was at that young age, Yasu slipped into some rose bushes and crouched down low, bringing herself forward a few paces before she spotted her mother wearing all black talking to a man and a woman, also wearing black.
Her mother was talking in hush tones, but by the sounds of her excited whispers, it wasn't good. Yasu wanted to get a better look, so she crept forward some more and listened hard. Her mother was talking about a rebellion! ...and by the sounds of the man's voice, she was apart of it! Scared, Yasu stood and ran off to her father's study, despite the head-ache than ran through her head like hundreds of galloping rhinos.
When Yasu raced into her father's study, she nearly collapsed in a faint. Her father caught her, bewildered, and asked what was the matter. Yasu told her father, and as she explained further, her father's eyes widened in shock. He set Yasu down and walked slowly away from Yasu, into the hall, toward the gardens. He believed her, for Yasu never lied.
Her mother was found out and set to the Fire Nation capitol where she was locked away, to await judgment by the Fire Lord Ozai hisself. Yasu was sent away a few months later to the Academy. She didn't return from it until she was fourteen years old. When she returned, she was shocked to see her father completely in a daze. He carried a cane with him everywhere, and his eyes had a non-seeing glint to them. He was in a depressed haze that he couldn't fight through. Emi, he had told her, had run off with a young man a year back and had not written nor had she come back. It had torn him to know that two of the women in his lives were traitors, and that he was glad that his Love had not run off as well.
But Yasu Al was a traitor. She had felt guilty ever since she had sent her mother away to her death, and she joined the anonymous rebellion without giving any detail of who she was exactly about two years earlier. She had been trained in many arts in the Rebellion, swords-craft, bombing, sparking, knife-handle...but the one that she felt most comfortable with was her bow and arrow. On one of her missions, she had jumped in front of a rhino and its rider and shot the rider with her bow expertly. Unfortunately, her second arrow did nothing to stop the charging rhino and he ran right into her. She had broken a few ribs that mission, and ever since she was terrified of the rhinos.
She had stayed with her father a few nights, making sure he was okay. On the fifth night of her stay, she slipped away into the night. She met up with another Rebel and he led her away. She would never return to her father.
Sample RP:
'Father!' Yasu Al ran to her father's open arms and she hugged him tightly. Oh, how she had missed her father's warm embrace! It had been too long of years she had been away. She wanted to see Emi, as surprising as that was, and she wanted to tell her father of all she had learned at the academy--excluding the Rebellion, of course.
'My little Love!' her father exclaimed, his embrace tightening over her. Yasu was surprised, though. Her father's voice was so distant, almost droning-like as if it was just a chore to speak now. She looked up into her father's dazy eyes, and she was startled to see that a dark cloud enveloped his normally warm golden eyes. She stepped back, studying him. He carried a cane now; his leg must have gotten worse. He was slunched over, and looked very much older than Yasu had remembered last.
'Father, what's wrong?' she asked fearfully, looking him over once more. Her eyes widened in fear; what had happened since she was last home?!
He looked at her a moment, and then it triggered in his mind what she had said. He sighed and rubbed his brow with his free hand, the other clutching the cane tightly. 'Your sister was too lovely for her own good, Love,' he said sadly, shutting his eyes painfully, 'She has run off with a young man, and no one has yet to find her.'
Yasu was shocked and she looked at him in surprise. 'I know Emi is foolish, Father, but she would never do that. When did this happen? Where was I?'
'About a year ago today, Love.'
Yasu was saddened to see her father's state, and even madder at Emi. She had known her sister was silly, but to go off and do this?! Her father was a broken man, and Yasu would only make him more so. 'Two women in my life have betrayed my trust and love. I am just glad I have one more to stand by my side and rule over the estate after I have joined the Spirit World.' He sighed heavily and looked out to the trees. 'You are my life, now, Yasu Al.'
Yasu choked on his words. She could never lie to her father, despite her training in the odd talent. She gulped down her doubts and fears and nodded, 'You can trust me, Father.'
Yasu shot up away. She was breathing hard, and she looked around the small room she shared with two other rebellions. It had been a year now since she had left her father, and yet she was still having this memory dreams. She shut her eyes tightly and lay back into the small Inn's bed. She let out a breath of air and let sleep over-come her once more.
Please Note:[/u] Though my posts are at least two well defined paragraphs normally, this one is abnormally long because I have just had a major brain booster. So, yeah. Oh, and if the whole Rebellion thing isn't allowed, I'll try to find a way to go around that. Just tell me. ^-^
I'm just kind of worried that the whole thing of the Rebellion in Tachi Dai won't be allowed. If not, please just tell me and I will go back and change it. I just thought that the Rebellion should be in a town that was already created in Feng Shui and that wouldn't be considered suspicious of any Rebellion. Sorry to be posting this now, Jialing; I was just a little nervous.