miz·tli
/mistɬi/
Central Nahuatl
noun
1. puma
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Yan Huiyin
(鷰辉霪 Yàn Huīyín) Surname Yan, "bright heavy rain"
ᴀɢᴇ 17
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ♀
ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ / ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ 160 cm / 60 kg
ʀᴀᴄᴇ human
ᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ lawful neutral
ᴛʀᴀɪᴛꜱ refined, perceptive
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ♀
ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ / ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ 160 cm / 60 kg
ʀᴀᴄᴇ human
ᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ lawful neutral
ᴛʀᴀɪᴛꜱ refined, perceptive
p o w e r s
Phoenix Feather Flame Fist
A supplementary style promoted by the ___ Sect. This martial art is characterized by its fluidity and flexibility. This martial art stretches one's muscles out until things like doing the splits, bending over backwards and grabbing your own ankles, and other such things are easy to do. Practitioners of this art would use their hands like a bird's wings, smoothly deflecting enemy attacks. Their feet would be like talons and beaks, using fast and precise kicks to hit the opponent in their weak spots and pierce defenses. They spend extensive portions of their time perfecting their skill in qigong, allowing them to leap high in the air, perform acrobatics, and scale walls.
At higher levels, qi is incorporated into their techniques, allowing them to command self-made projectiles.
At higher levels, qi is incorporated into their techniques, allowing them to command self-made projectiles.
p e r s o n a l i t y
— Outwardly reserved. Known by few, seen by many. Upon first encounter, Huiyin may come across as a wallflower. On her neckline of her robes is a fur lining that she's known to turtle her head into. Since joining ___ Sect, she has carefully curated an image of being a quietly magnetic kind of girl. Years of social training has allowed her great skill in navigating social situations or charming those who converse with her.
— Carries herself with the deportment of a noblewoman, choosing her words carefully to maintain a refined nature about her. Values how she's perceived above all. If one cares to looks closely, it's possible to see through her.
— Cunning, sharp mind.
— Buried beneath all this is an spirited youth, flame dulled from apathy. By nature, she's not easily swayed; diligent in following through whatever her mind's set on.
— Lying makes her sick to her stomach.
— Carries herself with the deportment of a noblewoman, choosing her words carefully to maintain a refined nature about her. Values how she's perceived above all. If one cares to looks closely, it's possible to see through her.
— Cunning, sharp mind.
— Buried beneath all this is an spirited youth, flame dulled from apathy. By nature, she's not easily swayed; diligent in following through whatever her mind's set on.
— Lying makes her sick to her stomach.
h i s t o r y
As a child, she was as charismatic as she is today, though not as self-aware. She was both a leader among the children and openly a bully towards the meek, lonely ones who wanted to feel included. She’d entertain herself by asking that impossible things be done and the like. Towards parents, she was an angel, as she’d look after their children during the day and ensure her friends’ safe arrival home come nightfall. Though she did this, it was only to really ensure they didn’t idle or plot amongst themselves. A bully!
Even young, her mind was sharp. Luckily, she’d been blessed into a rich family who could afford to send even her, a daughter, off to pursue academia after her two older brothers. She went without complaint, knowing doing so was her responsibility to her family, though she longed for nothing more than to play. Her lessons bored her but she kept at it, mindlessly. Soon, studying literature and culture turned into seeking cultivation, which turned into pursuing a sect.
At the recommendation of her teacher, a lofty scholar with prominence in government, she applied to the ___ Sect where she was narrowly picked.
Even young, her mind was sharp. Luckily, she’d been blessed into a rich family who could afford to send even her, a daughter, off to pursue academia after her two older brothers. She went without complaint, knowing doing so was her responsibility to her family, though she longed for nothing more than to play. Her lessons bored her but she kept at it, mindlessly. Soon, studying literature and culture turned into seeking cultivation, which turned into pursuing a sect.
At the recommendation of her teacher, a lofty scholar with prominence in government, she applied to the ___ Sect where she was narrowly picked.
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Alejandro Cuesta, 21
5'10" / 160 lbs
5'10" / 160 lbs
S T A T U S : SurplusE M P L O Y M E N T : CyberK-9 HandlerF L A W : Secretive. Collects paper-products.V I R T U E : Diligent.P E R S O N A L I T Y—
Good-natured, approachable, amiable. He is all of what makes a good peer. When the air is light, he’s known to enjoy a nice, pointless chat with his colleagues.— Doesn’t care to take things too seriously when in the company of others. When discussion drags on, he takes to either excusing himself or, if not permitted, attempting to lighten the mood to the point where he can slip away.
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Takes mood stabilizers. He's prescribed a dose for every shift, but overtime is a given & he'll often run out before his next refill. When this happens, it's not uncommon for him to visit High Times.— When he's not on stabilizers, he prefers to keep his distance, as the face he presents towards his peers is a bit of a
performance for him. Dislikes his true nature, but finds it difficult to avoid, so keeps to himself. For him, it’s more convenient to be regarded kindly.— Easily inconvenienced and tends to regard interactions as either useful or not; can’t help but always feel rushed and dislikes those who idle or are generally slow.
— While cruel isn’t the best word to use, it comes close. Speaking venomously comes especially easily to him & he's not above using Fuzz as intimidation.
A R M O R & W E A P O N R Y List and briefly described. Augmentations are listed and described here, as well. Pictures are optional (and pretty).
— Right hand & wrist newly augmented, replaced with a prosthetic after a burn accident; has yet to re-tattoo his social scan number.
— Wears a fire-proof suit while on the job, equipped with a glass helmet.
— Off-duty: dons civilian outer layer (hoodie, etc) & light body armor underneath, courtesy of the office. At this point, it's his second skin; one day, he'll take the plunge and augment his body.
— His
— Right hand & wrist newly augmented, replaced with a prosthetic after a burn accident; has yet to re-tattoo his social scan number.
— Wears a fire-proof suit while on the job, equipped with a glass helmet.
— Off-duty: dons civilian outer layer (hoodie, etc) & light body armor underneath, courtesy of the office. At this point, it's his second skin; one day, he'll take the plunge and augment his body.
— His
CyberK-9 partner, Fuzz, is equipped with jaws that have a bite force of 2000 psi and a retractable flamethrower. Its skin is cybernetic leather, capable of feeling pets. As for speed... It's quite slow, only able to keep up with Alex.S K I L L S— Standard Enforcer training.
— Handling others' CyberK9 partners; AI tend to feel a loyalty for him, too. Cyber equivalent of being good with animals.
— Also good with animals.
— Breaking in a book's spine.
— Literature.
— Handling others' CyberK9 partners; AI tend to feel a loyalty for him, too. Cyber equivalent of being good with animals.
— Also good with animals.
— Breaking in a book's spine.
— Literature.
R E L A T I O N S—
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Enforcers: His employers. He enjoys the holiday parties.—
Freemen’s Book Club: They know about his job, but he's a loyal customer to their pop-up shops. It takes a lot of convincing to get them to sell him books, but they have good reads. What they don't know, or at least haven't brought up yet, is that his book reviews are what get people to come in.—
Father: Calls him Alé. Moved out of his family home, i.e. his dad's apartment. Chef at The Shack. Lives near Aki Kurose.H I S T O R Y— His life didn't begin until training. He was a
— He knew of the outside world, but he was encouraged to stay on the straight & narrow, only ever going between school, home, & sometimes
— He was a good student, but higher education was a thing for Netters & learning that didn't leave him with much ambition. When the first option for the rest of his life presented itself, he took it. The enforcer recruiters came to visit his school during Career Day with
— Top of his class in standard training. Top of his class in K9 training.
— Been a year since he graduated from the academy.
— Online, he reviews books & has amassed a bit of a following under the alias
quiet, unassuming kid throughout school. Played underground football; kept to his team.— He knew of the outside world, but he was encouraged to stay on the straight & narrow, only ever going between school, home, & sometimes
The Shack to visit his dad at work or to pick up an extra shift.— He was a good student, but higher education was a thing for Netters & learning that didn't leave him with much ambition. When the first option for the rest of his life presented itself, he took it. The enforcer recruiters came to visit his school during Career Day with
a K9 unit & the rest is history. — Top of his class in standard training. Top of his class in K9 training.
— Been a year since he graduated from the academy.
— Online, he reviews books & has amassed a bit of a following under the alias
Zuf. What his followers don't know is that he's usually reading the paper copy; he'll still link the ebook under each review, though.C Y B E R C O MFuzz doubles as his cybercom, equipped with Starsoft David's speech synthesizer and a tendency to bark fire when confirming his paycheck.
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APPEARANCE 
A rather tall young man, standing at 175 cm and 60 kg.
NAME
Sun Yuzheng 孫钰铮
AGE
18
RANK
Second Class Disciple
ALLEGIANCE
The Heavenly Demonic Cult
PERSONALITY
Of the corner of passersby's eyes is when one might catch Yuzheng in his best light. He's stolid in the way he carries himself, heavy-lidded & his chin high. He city hops, hardly ever stalled in one for more than a night or two. The seeming vagrant jingles in a crowd, small gems sometimes falling behind him to mark his trail, the only assurance of him being more than a mirage. An illusive sight perhaps worthy of poem, but the mystery dies quickly over brief conversation. In truth, Yuzheng is only a youth with a penchant for decorating his person & a poor fate of being unable to raise his voice past that of a mouse.
Having spent the better half of his life within the infamous cult, its beliefs are his own & his mind is too narrow to change this, which sometimes comes at the discontent of those he's only just met. When his status as such a cultist becomes known, those who mean him genuine harm and those who simply find themselves at a loss for words become indistinguishable in his eyes; he'll find injustice where there is none & willfully rile himself up accordingly, without so much as the slightest regard for repercussions, legal or otherwise.
Yuzheng would love nothing more than to mind his own business & be spectator to the lively cities he visits, but his own pride keeps him. Yuzheng means no harm as he's a bit unworldly in his disposition; without his realizing, altruism & the well-being of those around him always finds a place to reside in his mind. Even in battle, his attacks are never so debilitating that his opponent can give up on recovery; though he's young, he's been in his fair share of engagements & his death toll remains zero even still. On a lighter note, he truly is genuine, although a bit brutish about it; if someone's mood can be improved & they'll allow him, trust him to try, though his solution might be odd.
Yuzheng relies on his actions to speak for him, as his weak voice is not able to & he hasn't bothered to train it. As a result, what often comes out of his mouth is simpleminded, sometimes inappropriately so, and often put too bluntly; his understanding of nuance & social graces is underdeveloped too. Only recently did he first breakthrough in his training, so his confidence is newly inflated. To him, it's not a matter of whether he'll come out of conflicts unscathed but, rather, how.
Having spent the better half of his life within the infamous cult, its beliefs are his own & his mind is too narrow to change this, which sometimes comes at the discontent of those he's only just met. When his status as such a cultist becomes known, those who mean him genuine harm and those who simply find themselves at a loss for words become indistinguishable in his eyes; he'll find injustice where there is none & willfully rile himself up accordingly, without so much as the slightest regard for repercussions, legal or otherwise.
Yuzheng would love nothing more than to mind his own business & be spectator to the lively cities he visits, but his own pride keeps him. Yuzheng means no harm as he's a bit unworldly in his disposition; without his realizing, altruism & the well-being of those around him always finds a place to reside in his mind. Even in battle, his attacks are never so debilitating that his opponent can give up on recovery; though he's young, he's been in his fair share of engagements & his death toll remains zero even still. On a lighter note, he truly is genuine, although a bit brutish about it; if someone's mood can be improved & they'll allow him, trust him to try, though his solution might be odd.
Yuzheng relies on his actions to speak for him, as his weak voice is not able to & he hasn't bothered to train it. As a result, what often comes out of his mouth is simpleminded, sometimes inappropriately so, and often put too bluntly; his understanding of nuance & social graces is underdeveloped too. Only recently did he first breakthrough in his training, so his confidence is newly inflated. To him, it's not a matter of whether he'll come out of conflicts unscathed but, rather, how.
HISTORY
Up until his recent breakthrough in his martial training, Yuzheng had kept his head down & away from the public aspect of his clan, never really speaking out besides to those who had a part in raising him & focusing on his own growth above all else, as he tended to tunnel vision in his training, viewing anything else as a distraction. He was so withdrawn that it wasn't until recently that peers he'd studied with for so many years became aware of his existence; for a while, the few fellow cultists he's since become acquainted with thought he was a late transfer, despite having been born into the clan.
His young mother was a devoted cultist, dedicating her life to her people. His mother was only a minor member & without many friends, so when his mother died giving birth in the company of her only friend, a fellow cultist, the situation of the surviving child became precarious. This friend would mourn over the body of her friend, conflicted as he held the only breathing thing that remained of her. As this friend was only a girl then too, the friend saw only one thing when he gazed upon this child: her dearest's friend's murderer. Out of obligation to Yuzheng's mother, the friend set aside her training to raise the baby, but only to the day that Yuzheng's gait didn't totter. When Yuzheng could barely pour tea without spilling, his then-guardian effectively walked out of his life & put him to work as a servant within the The Heavenly Demonic Cult under the pretense of socializing the boy.
It wasn't until he fostered an interest in cultivating his body did he see his guardian again. By this time, Yuzheng had spent his entire childhood a servant, within a demonic cult no less. One fateful week, Yuzheng stole a moment away from his duties to informally apply in front of one of the most important-seeming elders he knew at the time.
When he could, he'd sneak off to listen to the elder's teachings & watch in awe as he led his disciples in practices. Thinking back now, Yuzheng's rejection was understandable but hindsight couldn't help him then. The frustration of having been surrendered to such a fate, doomed to watch others cultivate themselves while he could only wait on them, pushed him over the edge. Barely a teen at time, he committed to running away, as the worst thing his young mind could fathom.
It must've been only a week that he was on his own, but his form was worn as though it'd been a year. In his attempt to cultivate, the process backfired severely as a result of his lack of instruction. Most of that week he spent trying to recover, but his best efforts only made his condition worse.
As though a higher power were looking over the boy, rescue came in the form of a familiarly disgruntled woman, drenched from a spring shower that fell upon the mountain the last day of that miserable week. The memory of watching this figure drudge up to little Yuzheng, hair stuck to the figure's face, was traumatic enough to instill within Yuzheng a fear of ghosts.
With a strike & a scolding, Yuzheng returned home with the woman who once abandoned him long ago; he didn't forget. Yuzheng was in no shape to return to his old duties as a manservant, so the woman begrudgingly took it upon herself to teach the little boy how to repair his body. His guardian's teachings would stagnant as his condition improved, so Yuzheng would take it upon himself to get into another scrap & compel his guardian to further develop him in order to repair himself.
As his guardian's teachings progressed to the point of redundancy, Yuzheng was formally introduced to the cult as an aspiring disciple & reluctantly taken in as a result of the guardian's credence. With this began his journey under a formal master & has now led him to where he is now.
It was only recently that Yuzheng made his first major breakthrough in the way of his cultivation. With this newfound strength & freedom from being a young adult, he's now taken to using it to enact his personal means of justice. Though he dared not admit it at the time, he truly hated his brief time as a servant as it showed him the petty side of men; he'd be called for the most menial or impossible things & expected to carry out the task with a smile.
When he walked through cities, it was no different; servants waited on petty men without shame & it angered him to see. As a means to enact personal amends, he would rob these nobles at night & spend it on the poor or working in the following afternoon. What was left over, he would spend on himself, buying himself little jewels to embed into his clothes.
His young mother was a devoted cultist, dedicating her life to her people. His mother was only a minor member & without many friends, so when his mother died giving birth in the company of her only friend, a fellow cultist, the situation of the surviving child became precarious. This friend would mourn over the body of her friend, conflicted as he held the only breathing thing that remained of her. As this friend was only a girl then too, the friend saw only one thing when he gazed upon this child: her dearest's friend's murderer. Out of obligation to Yuzheng's mother, the friend set aside her training to raise the baby, but only to the day that Yuzheng's gait didn't totter. When Yuzheng could barely pour tea without spilling, his then-guardian effectively walked out of his life & put him to work as a servant within the The Heavenly Demonic Cult under the pretense of socializing the boy.
It wasn't until he fostered an interest in cultivating his body did he see his guardian again. By this time, Yuzheng had spent his entire childhood a servant, within a demonic cult no less. One fateful week, Yuzheng stole a moment away from his duties to informally apply in front of one of the most important-seeming elders he knew at the time.
When he could, he'd sneak off to listen to the elder's teachings & watch in awe as he led his disciples in practices. Thinking back now, Yuzheng's rejection was understandable but hindsight couldn't help him then. The frustration of having been surrendered to such a fate, doomed to watch others cultivate themselves while he could only wait on them, pushed him over the edge. Barely a teen at time, he committed to running away, as the worst thing his young mind could fathom.
It must've been only a week that he was on his own, but his form was worn as though it'd been a year. In his attempt to cultivate, the process backfired severely as a result of his lack of instruction. Most of that week he spent trying to recover, but his best efforts only made his condition worse.
As though a higher power were looking over the boy, rescue came in the form of a familiarly disgruntled woman, drenched from a spring shower that fell upon the mountain the last day of that miserable week. The memory of watching this figure drudge up to little Yuzheng, hair stuck to the figure's face, was traumatic enough to instill within Yuzheng a fear of ghosts.
With a strike & a scolding, Yuzheng returned home with the woman who once abandoned him long ago; he didn't forget. Yuzheng was in no shape to return to his old duties as a manservant, so the woman begrudgingly took it upon herself to teach the little boy how to repair his body. His guardian's teachings would stagnant as his condition improved, so Yuzheng would take it upon himself to get into another scrap & compel his guardian to further develop him in order to repair himself.
As his guardian's teachings progressed to the point of redundancy, Yuzheng was formally introduced to the cult as an aspiring disciple & reluctantly taken in as a result of the guardian's credence. With this began his journey under a formal master & has now led him to where he is now.
It was only recently that Yuzheng made his first major breakthrough in the way of his cultivation. With this newfound strength & freedom from being a young adult, he's now taken to using it to enact his personal means of justice. Though he dared not admit it at the time, he truly hated his brief time as a servant as it showed him the petty side of men; he'd be called for the most menial or impossible things & expected to carry out the task with a smile.
When he walked through cities, it was no different; servants waited on petty men without shame & it angered him to see. As a means to enact personal amends, he would rob these nobles at night & spend it on the poor or working in the following afternoon. What was left over, he would spend on himself, buying himself little jewels to embed into his clothes.
BODY ENHANCEMENTS
Damaged Dantian - As a result of an early deviation, Yuzheng doesn't heal well. Average recovery time is doubled for him, even through cultivation. Additionally, he can't project his qi past himself & struggles to handle ranged opponents without closing the distance. Combined, this all results in him having a generally low durability; he's a glass canon.
Despite this, his self-preservation is lacking; blindly puts himself into the fray of things if he believes enough in a cause.
Despite this, his self-preservation is lacking; blindly puts himself into the fray of things if he believes enough in a cause.
EQUIPMENT
— Cheap jewel-embedded clothing
— Dual blades
— Dual blades
CULTIVATION BASE
Yuzheng's base has been developed with a focus on healing from a young age, since his early deviation. He prioritizes the use of qigong to strengthen the energy within himself by meditating in natural areas & performing slow, meditative movements. In more intense exercises, he'll endure a great trial, like forgoing eating or meditating in the cold, to strengthen himself.
He's found that his qi stagnates while remaining still; during sleep & in the mornings, after rising, is when he's at his weakest.
Additionally, he consumes qi-dense plants in an attempt to reintroduce energy into his system. In a pinch, it's not uncommon for him to crush his gems for a small boost.
He's found that his qi stagnates while remaining still; during sleep & in the mornings, after rising, is when he's at his weakest.
Additionally, he consumes qi-dense plants in an attempt to reintroduce energy into his system. In a pinch, it's not uncommon for him to crush his gems for a small boost.
TECHNIQUES
Qinggong Expert - Yuzheng is exceptionally light & nimble compared to his peers. His skill in manipulating & controlling his body to scale buildings or evade obstacles are near prodigious. He definitely has an affinity for acrobatics.
Hand-to-hand Combat: Hand-to-hand combat is Yuzheng's most developed method of fighting. Without the use of qi, his style is focused on redirecting his opponent's weapon or strength.
Dual Blades - While less developed, Yuzheng also possesses the skill to wield dual blades; the reason this isn't his preferred method of battle is because he can't project his qi past his fingers or through his blades.
Burning Body — Yuzheng can direct an abundance of qi to a given point in his body to create a surface similar to a burning stove for his target. This technique should be used sparingly, unless one has cultivated themselves to a point where they are able to withstand strong temperatures. In Yuzheng's case, though he's developed a tolerance through repeated use, burns are not uncommon.
A lesser form of this skill can be used to keep warm. Developing this skill further, flame instead can be conjured, far from his cult's characteristic demonic fire, but a fire nonetheless. It'll be a while before Yuzheng gets to that point.
Hand-to-hand Combat: Hand-to-hand combat is Yuzheng's most developed method of fighting. Without the use of qi, his style is focused on redirecting his opponent's weapon or strength.
- Debilitating Strike - Utilizes one's knowledge of the body's acupoints against an opponent to disrupt their meridians and obstruct their energy flow. Receiving a blow like this can numb an ordinary person's limbs or even freeze their movements.
- Reinforced Palm - Releasing a great amount of qi in one burst, Yuzheng's strikes can send an opponent flying or break rock at a given point of contact. As this technique expels energy, it should also be used sparingly.
Dual Blades - While less developed, Yuzheng also possesses the skill to wield dual blades; the reason this isn't his preferred method of battle is because he can't project his qi past his fingers or through his blades.
Burning Body — Yuzheng can direct an abundance of qi to a given point in his body to create a surface similar to a burning stove for his target. This technique should be used sparingly, unless one has cultivated themselves to a point where they are able to withstand strong temperatures. In Yuzheng's case, though he's developed a tolerance through repeated use, burns are not uncommon.
A lesser form of this skill can be used to keep warm. Developing this skill further, flame instead can be conjured, far from his cult's characteristic demonic fire, but a fire nonetheless. It'll be a while before Yuzheng gets to that point.
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