Post by Shao Xo on Oct 23, 2012 1:53:29 GMT -5
[Name:
Shao Xo
Age:
24
Gender:
Female
Nation of Origin:
Fire Nation
Bender? What Element?:
Firebender, Shao considers herself aggressive though she only has prepared for fighting in the arena. Her moves are centered on forcing an opponent back, not hurting them. Her favorite combination starts out in a quick flurry of smaller attacks designed to take her opponent off balance then delivers a strong blast of fire that knocks them back. Her defensive maneuvers consist of avoiding the attack rather than withstanding it.
Physical Appearance:
Fair skinned, Shao stands at an average height for most women. She can get lost in a crowd but still is able to reach the shelves in her small apartment. Her hair is the color of the night sky on a moonless night. While not lithe in the dictionary sense, Shao presents herself that way. She moves with a grace not uncommon in the higher circles of society. Like a household cat stalking the mouse that has been toyed with, she moves with purpose and subtle force. Her muscle is defined but not excessive. The power in her arms and legs only evident under stress. Her face is sharp with high cheekbones and a pointed chin. A strand of hair falls across her face in a natural, but elegant pose. Bright eyes observe the world around her, the light is almost absorbed in the dark orbs ringed by brown fire. Her ears, perfectly framing her face, protrude slightly from her head. Her bosom is well proportioned to her body, her stomach solid and powerful, lending to a wide range of kicks and acrobatics. Her legs appear long despite her stature and lead to a petite pair of feet. She is attractive in the underrated sense, letting her natural beauty compliment her.
Clothing:
Shao wants to be fashionable in the modern city. She saved up enough money from odd jobs around the town to purchase a new wardrobe. She had wanted to go with the color schemes fashionable in Republic City, but her parents pressured her into purchasing more "Fire Nation friendly" attire. A faded red dieseldame pinstripe vest rests on a long sleeved, mocha brown flutterby blouse. The stripes of the vest pulsate a darker hue of red, reminiscent of fresh blood. Ruffles cover the chest and cuffs of the blouse. Charcoal grey cycling pants hug her legs as she walks on Absinthe Cafe boots matching the dark pattern of her vest. She wears a simple, mikado yellow pendant. A gift from her brother. Outside of her social life, at the gym and in her apartment, she wears comfortable, loose clothing. A dull gray, sleeveless shirt and faded blue cotton pants tied at the waste are her typical attire. Her shoes are an old pair of leather boots she found in a pawn shop. The rustic brown leather has creases in it, the laces replaced recently. Yet Shao finds they are the most comfortable pair she has ever owned and would wear them everywhere if she could.
Equipment?:
None, she keeps her belongings either at the gym or at her apartment. When she visits the gym, she brings a change of clothes in a small burlap sack and the keys to a locker, along with extra yuan for a cab.
Personality:
Shao has two sides to her personality, or at least that is how she views herself. Her old self, the one who grew up in a small Fire Nation town, was restless and unhappy shortly before she left home. Her current state of mind is one of hope and loss. She is focused on the future, trying to make sure she does not fall into anonymity. The loss of her brother weighs heavily on her. He was her closest friend, having stood by her side as she struggled to find who she was as a person. Having grown up hearing of pro-bending, she sees herself as an athlete, but wants to be more. The magazines and catalogs from Republic City would inspire both envy and joy in her. The colors and lights of the city, coupled with the "perfect" lives of it's residents, all became a giant fantasy for her. Her fear of dying unknown have driven her to the arena. Her parents saw nothing wrong in keeping a quiet life, and Shao resented them for it. Anyone who she sees as standing in her way is an annoyance, a distraction that must be left behind. She is calculating but not cold. A natural friend and confidant, she easily makes friends. She values loyalty but also easily falls to flattery and shallow attentions in her need for acceptance and love. She finds herself drawn to artwork, though this is a minor hobby as she plans to spend most of her time at the gym training. Trying to fit into the social life of Republic City, Shao has attempted to read up on current issues. She does not have a stance on the equality movement since she is afraid of insulting someone, though as a bender she is strongly against equalists. Shao can sometimes be seen as uptight, but she just has an abundant amount of energy, but when she steps into the gym, that energy is focused into power, making her a dangerous opponent. In stressful situations, Shao fidgets nervously, a small tick in her right hand causes the ring finger to spasm at odd intervals. Her mind races as she runs through different scenarios.
Background:
Shao was born in the Fire Nation town of Shu Jing. She was born to a quiet, modest, Fire Nation couple that, together, owned a shoe repair shop. Shao had one older brother that became her best friend and protector. She was always getting into trouble in the small town. She had big dreams and was always coming up with new mischievous schemes. Once she enlisted the help of the neighbor children in an elaborate plan to steal the fresh egg custard tarts from the bakery. While a few of the children taunted the cook at the front of the store, the rest of the group went the side door and made off with the tarts. Shao was always the leader of these little group escapades. She experienced her first probending match when she was six when her parents brought her to a town festival. Live music filled the square but Shao became bored and wandered over to the concession booth where a group of men were huddled around the radio, listening to the match. By the end of the night Shao was cheering just as loud as the crowd gathered, she had fallen in love with the sport. It was roughly at that time that she began training as a firebender. Nothing had ever excited her more. She studied probending matches, listening to the broadcasts whenever she could. Occasionally, a Pro-bender would tour the towns, and she would overflow with questions. Sometimes they would amuse her and answer a few, but even the sparse and curt answers filled her mind with images of the fights. She even stole magazines from the neighbors highlighting matches and taking interviews with contenders. Her firebending was directly influenced by what she heard. She based her training around the rules of probending. Her brother supported her in her dream of someday playing as on a team. She would go with her brother, a higher level of firebender than her, and together they would practice their forms that they had learned in the firebending class. He spent hours with her outside of class, practicing the moves over and over. Together they honed her skills to a passable level. Her parents were unhappy with her training and dreams. They had long planned for her to settle down in the town. As she grew older, they began to pressure her more into making a commitment. She had several passing romances, mostly young men from the firebending school, but most of her time was spent studying and working. Her parents grew frustrated with the single mindedness of their daughter and stopped talking to her. Eventually the silence grew into resentment, with Shao desperate to leave the small town and make her own way in Republic City. Her mother and father disapproved, pushing her toward settling down and taking over the shop. Shao’s brother stood in the middle of the feud growing between his family, trying to play the peacemaker. The only thing keeping Shao home was her brother, he had come to rely on her as much as she did on him. Often they would sit out on the cliffs, watching the waters pour down into the misty depths. As the years passed, the tensions grew to a boiling point. The family was splitting apart, Shao was making plans to leave the town, her parents weren’t speaking to her, and Shao’s brother was caught in the center of the conflict. One night Shao’s brother left the house and never came back, his jacket found by the edge of the cliffside. He was declared missing, presumed dead. The silence in the house was insufferable. Shao was never at the house, spending time at the firebending school; but when she was home no one spoke a word. A week later Shao left home for Republic City with a pocket full of her savings and her belongings carefully packed in her rucksack.
Sample RP:
Shao braced herself against the cold spray of the sea, wrapping her few belongings tighter in her arms. Shadows danced along the deck from the lanterns carried by the crew. Pickpockets crept through the shadows, eyeing sleeping passengers items. The gentle roll had lulled many to sleep but Shao was wide awake. The past few weeks weighed heavily on her mind. The haunting looks of her parents, her brother’s empty bed, all these flashed in her mind like a haunting carousel of regret.
“The night is always darkest before the sun rises.”
Shao slowly lifted her gaze to the watery eyes of an elderly Earth Kingdom woman.
Shao didn’t know who this woman was but there was something that made her like her immediately.
“Excuse me?”
“You looked a little down.” She eased herself into a resting position next to Shao. “Come now, things will get better.”
The night watchman’s light flashed in their faces as he passed by, a long silence hung in the air as he continued his patrol.
“How do you know?
The old woman started from her light sleep at the sound of Shao’s voice.
“Hmm, what?”
“How do you know it gets better? How can you be sure?”
“I can’t determine your the future. That is up to you. All I can tell you is to put on a smile and face whatever comes your way.”A toothy smile flashed on her weathered face. Shao gave a small smile in return. Before turning back to face the night sky. A concerned frown quickly replaced it.
“I don’t think it’s that easy.” She whispered. Gasps and shouts began to wake the sleepy passengers. The sky was turning the first shades of pink as the sun began it’s slow rise over the clear skyline of Republic City.
Shao Xo
Age:
24
Gender:
Female
Nation of Origin:
Fire Nation
Bender? What Element?:
Firebender, Shao considers herself aggressive though she only has prepared for fighting in the arena. Her moves are centered on forcing an opponent back, not hurting them. Her favorite combination starts out in a quick flurry of smaller attacks designed to take her opponent off balance then delivers a strong blast of fire that knocks them back. Her defensive maneuvers consist of avoiding the attack rather than withstanding it.
Physical Appearance:
Fair skinned, Shao stands at an average height for most women. She can get lost in a crowd but still is able to reach the shelves in her small apartment. Her hair is the color of the night sky on a moonless night. While not lithe in the dictionary sense, Shao presents herself that way. She moves with a grace not uncommon in the higher circles of society. Like a household cat stalking the mouse that has been toyed with, she moves with purpose and subtle force. Her muscle is defined but not excessive. The power in her arms and legs only evident under stress. Her face is sharp with high cheekbones and a pointed chin. A strand of hair falls across her face in a natural, but elegant pose. Bright eyes observe the world around her, the light is almost absorbed in the dark orbs ringed by brown fire. Her ears, perfectly framing her face, protrude slightly from her head. Her bosom is well proportioned to her body, her stomach solid and powerful, lending to a wide range of kicks and acrobatics. Her legs appear long despite her stature and lead to a petite pair of feet. She is attractive in the underrated sense, letting her natural beauty compliment her.
Clothing:
Shao wants to be fashionable in the modern city. She saved up enough money from odd jobs around the town to purchase a new wardrobe. She had wanted to go with the color schemes fashionable in Republic City, but her parents pressured her into purchasing more "Fire Nation friendly" attire. A faded red dieseldame pinstripe vest rests on a long sleeved, mocha brown flutterby blouse. The stripes of the vest pulsate a darker hue of red, reminiscent of fresh blood. Ruffles cover the chest and cuffs of the blouse. Charcoal grey cycling pants hug her legs as she walks on Absinthe Cafe boots matching the dark pattern of her vest. She wears a simple, mikado yellow pendant. A gift from her brother. Outside of her social life, at the gym and in her apartment, she wears comfortable, loose clothing. A dull gray, sleeveless shirt and faded blue cotton pants tied at the waste are her typical attire. Her shoes are an old pair of leather boots she found in a pawn shop. The rustic brown leather has creases in it, the laces replaced recently. Yet Shao finds they are the most comfortable pair she has ever owned and would wear them everywhere if she could.
Equipment?:
None, she keeps her belongings either at the gym or at her apartment. When she visits the gym, she brings a change of clothes in a small burlap sack and the keys to a locker, along with extra yuan for a cab.
Personality:
Shao has two sides to her personality, or at least that is how she views herself. Her old self, the one who grew up in a small Fire Nation town, was restless and unhappy shortly before she left home. Her current state of mind is one of hope and loss. She is focused on the future, trying to make sure she does not fall into anonymity. The loss of her brother weighs heavily on her. He was her closest friend, having stood by her side as she struggled to find who she was as a person. Having grown up hearing of pro-bending, she sees herself as an athlete, but wants to be more. The magazines and catalogs from Republic City would inspire both envy and joy in her. The colors and lights of the city, coupled with the "perfect" lives of it's residents, all became a giant fantasy for her. Her fear of dying unknown have driven her to the arena. Her parents saw nothing wrong in keeping a quiet life, and Shao resented them for it. Anyone who she sees as standing in her way is an annoyance, a distraction that must be left behind. She is calculating but not cold. A natural friend and confidant, she easily makes friends. She values loyalty but also easily falls to flattery and shallow attentions in her need for acceptance and love. She finds herself drawn to artwork, though this is a minor hobby as she plans to spend most of her time at the gym training. Trying to fit into the social life of Republic City, Shao has attempted to read up on current issues. She does not have a stance on the equality movement since she is afraid of insulting someone, though as a bender she is strongly against equalists. Shao can sometimes be seen as uptight, but she just has an abundant amount of energy, but when she steps into the gym, that energy is focused into power, making her a dangerous opponent. In stressful situations, Shao fidgets nervously, a small tick in her right hand causes the ring finger to spasm at odd intervals. Her mind races as she runs through different scenarios.
Background:
Shao was born in the Fire Nation town of Shu Jing. She was born to a quiet, modest, Fire Nation couple that, together, owned a shoe repair shop. Shao had one older brother that became her best friend and protector. She was always getting into trouble in the small town. She had big dreams and was always coming up with new mischievous schemes. Once she enlisted the help of the neighbor children in an elaborate plan to steal the fresh egg custard tarts from the bakery. While a few of the children taunted the cook at the front of the store, the rest of the group went the side door and made off with the tarts. Shao was always the leader of these little group escapades. She experienced her first probending match when she was six when her parents brought her to a town festival. Live music filled the square but Shao became bored and wandered over to the concession booth where a group of men were huddled around the radio, listening to the match. By the end of the night Shao was cheering just as loud as the crowd gathered, she had fallen in love with the sport. It was roughly at that time that she began training as a firebender. Nothing had ever excited her more. She studied probending matches, listening to the broadcasts whenever she could. Occasionally, a Pro-bender would tour the towns, and she would overflow with questions. Sometimes they would amuse her and answer a few, but even the sparse and curt answers filled her mind with images of the fights. She even stole magazines from the neighbors highlighting matches and taking interviews with contenders. Her firebending was directly influenced by what she heard. She based her training around the rules of probending. Her brother supported her in her dream of someday playing as on a team. She would go with her brother, a higher level of firebender than her, and together they would practice their forms that they had learned in the firebending class. He spent hours with her outside of class, practicing the moves over and over. Together they honed her skills to a passable level. Her parents were unhappy with her training and dreams. They had long planned for her to settle down in the town. As she grew older, they began to pressure her more into making a commitment. She had several passing romances, mostly young men from the firebending school, but most of her time was spent studying and working. Her parents grew frustrated with the single mindedness of their daughter and stopped talking to her. Eventually the silence grew into resentment, with Shao desperate to leave the small town and make her own way in Republic City. Her mother and father disapproved, pushing her toward settling down and taking over the shop. Shao’s brother stood in the middle of the feud growing between his family, trying to play the peacemaker. The only thing keeping Shao home was her brother, he had come to rely on her as much as she did on him. Often they would sit out on the cliffs, watching the waters pour down into the misty depths. As the years passed, the tensions grew to a boiling point. The family was splitting apart, Shao was making plans to leave the town, her parents weren’t speaking to her, and Shao’s brother was caught in the center of the conflict. One night Shao’s brother left the house and never came back, his jacket found by the edge of the cliffside. He was declared missing, presumed dead. The silence in the house was insufferable. Shao was never at the house, spending time at the firebending school; but when she was home no one spoke a word. A week later Shao left home for Republic City with a pocket full of her savings and her belongings carefully packed in her rucksack.
Sample RP:
Shao braced herself against the cold spray of the sea, wrapping her few belongings tighter in her arms. Shadows danced along the deck from the lanterns carried by the crew. Pickpockets crept through the shadows, eyeing sleeping passengers items. The gentle roll had lulled many to sleep but Shao was wide awake. The past few weeks weighed heavily on her mind. The haunting looks of her parents, her brother’s empty bed, all these flashed in her mind like a haunting carousel of regret.
“The night is always darkest before the sun rises.”
Shao slowly lifted her gaze to the watery eyes of an elderly Earth Kingdom woman.
Shao didn’t know who this woman was but there was something that made her like her immediately.
“Excuse me?”
“You looked a little down.” She eased herself into a resting position next to Shao. “Come now, things will get better.”
The night watchman’s light flashed in their faces as he passed by, a long silence hung in the air as he continued his patrol.
“How do you know?
The old woman started from her light sleep at the sound of Shao’s voice.
“Hmm, what?”
“How do you know it gets better? How can you be sure?”
“I can’t determine your the future. That is up to you. All I can tell you is to put on a smile and face whatever comes your way.”A toothy smile flashed on her weathered face. Shao gave a small smile in return. Before turning back to face the night sky. A concerned frown quickly replaced it.
“I don’t think it’s that easy.” She whispered. Gasps and shouts began to wake the sleepy passengers. The sky was turning the first shades of pink as the sun began it’s slow rise over the clear skyline of Republic City.
