[OOC] Avatar: The Dark Age

[Corsair]

Fire, Air, Water, Earth.

My father told me about the time of the Avatar, a time of peace between men and spirits. Avatar Korra guided the Four Nations through war and strife, and along with her friends brought the world into balance for a new age of peace and prosperity. Then everything changed when the Spirit World was attacked.

Only the Avatar, master of all four elements could have stopped them, but when the world needed her most she perished. Twenty years have passed since then, and both worlds have been thrown into upheaval. Angry spirits rampage across the world, and terrible storms wrack the seas and coasts.

Many believe that the chaos in the spirit world has destroyed the Avatar, and that the cycle is broken. But there are those of us who have not lost hope that the Avatar will return and save the world.

AVATAR: LEGEND OF THE DARK AGE

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The mission was simple: Break into the third most secure Future Industries facility, fight their way past the security bots and guards, and gather intelligence on their laboratory facilities and the illegal experiments they were supposedly conducting. According to their leader, who had elected to remain behind for the mission, this would be a step in breaking the deadlock and bringing the Fire Nation and Water Tribes to action against Future Industries.

The rebel fighters, shoved tightly into a dark, uncomfortable shipping container on a train heading for the facility, probably didn't see it quite so optimistically, but the ride was almost over, and the grand debut of the Stormcrows would soon begin. The train began to slow and stop, the sounds of the cars unloading beginning. It was time to go to work. The fighters braced themselves to open their container and begin the attack.

For revenge, for freedom.

A quick explanation of the setting

Thank you for taking interest in this thread. I will expound a bit upon the above opening: This roleplay takes place roughly 150 years after the events of The Legend of Korra, during a new age of Cold War between the United Republic and Future Industries and the Four Nations. An invasion of the Spirit World by Future Industries and the subsequent mining of it for valuable and rare resources has thrown both worlds into upheaval, driving the Spirits mad with rage and causing terrible geological effects wrack the Earth. Worse, Avatar Korra, now old and alone, was slain in the opening battles of the invasion, crippling the invading force with her last efforts.

Now, twenty years after the death of the Avatar the time has come and gone for a new Avatar to arise and restore the balance, but none has appeared. Future Industries has become the dominant power in the world, directly controlling the United Republic of Nations and wielding vast power of its own. With their power has come a new age of technology, from wireless communications and firearms to computers and internet. Jet aircraft, rocketry, cybernetics, spirit power, satellites, all are facts of life. Whispers speak of experiments in Future Industries laboratories that push these boundaries, life created and people cloned, beings engineered to have new capabilities, and more.

To put this into a simple sentence, this is Avatar in a Cyberpunk setting.

Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
Gender:

Appearance: (Picture or text, photographs or drawing, I don't really care)

Abilities: (Including your Bending. Describe your particular bending style, not just what your type is.)

Equipment and Bionics: (Note that bionic augmentations can interfere with your bending. You can't bend with a cyborg limb, and if your chakras are disrupted your bending will be crippled or gone entirely.)

Personality:

Backstory: (Go for a quick, broad stroke rather than a ton of minute detail.)

Regarding the Avatar, I received a number of very good concepts for the Avatar, but in the end Mictlan93 gave me what I had to consider the best, and he will be playing the Avatar when s/he appears. As for the rest, if you have further questions contact me on here or on Skype, my username there is Corsair65. Hopefully most of you come, Skype makes coordination and questions so much simpler.

[Imperfectionist]

Ah, I was probably too late to be in the running for the Avatar, anyway. I'll modify my concept and make her a member of the Stormcrows.

:) God, I love cyberpunk. Things can get so nasty.

[Mictlan93]

Lian Wei-Na

Name: Lian Wei-Na
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Appearance: Some would say her tomboyish looks would contrast her personality. She stands at about 5'0", with moderate brown skin, dull green eyes (somewhat obscured behind a pair of square rimmed prescription glasses), and glorious wild mane of dark brown hair that would reach down just a little past her shoulders if it were straightened. She has this sort of soft, pear shaped frame to her body, complete with wide hips, stocky thighs, and a pleasantly full derriere.

Her style of dressing has been mostly lifted from the strongly masculine side of her family. Sneakers, baggy jeans and gym shorts, t-shirts, jackets, and hoodies are usually among the preferred items of clothing. When she was snatched up she was wearing a denim jacket, sleeveless green shirt, dingy overalls (its straps hanging loosely at her waist) and some old canvas hi-tops.

Abilities: Lian was bestowed miraculous, wondrous powers upon her. Yet, these were abilities that she would've cursed upon another, rather than herself. The ancient spirit Raava dwells within her, and (alongside the typical glowy-eyed light show) has begun its outward manifestations through the form of beginner’s waterbending, much to Lian's dismay.

Equipment and Bionics: At the time of abduction, Lian was holding no more than the clothes on her back, a wallet full of Yuans, and a Future Industries smartphone. Said items were most likely confiscated by time of rescue.

Personality: Lian's never been one to act out around her parents (or most other elder figures, for that matter). Fairly obedient and doting (with the slightest twinge of resentment) around these sorts of people and her siblings. One would think she would always act this way, yet it's not the case around her similarly aged friends and acquaintances. She’s a bit louder, and not as stubborn as she is full of sass, deep seated self-loathing, and agitated rebuttals. There’s also a bit of pent up anger surging through her person (for several reasons), and she can be easy to erupt given the issue at hand.

Backstory: The Wei-Na family was one full of proud earthbenders. Arrogant, condescending individuals who considered their bending to be the be all end all in terms of elemental control. A family of wide shouldered pro-benders, construction workers, miners, metalbenders and magmabenders all alike. They were all fairly against the Avatar. Elders of the Wei-Na clan considered Korra a "plague that damn near destroyed the world across several occasions" and "should've been pacified the second she created the spirit portals and practically ruined the city". And as old-fashioned and ignorant as it sounded, said ideals were passed down and reinforced through the generations. They considered the Avatar’s death a blessing.

So enter Lian, this quiet little girl made only quieter by her parents as they realized she lacked any real earthbending potential. She swore she could almost hear them calling her a mistake. But, as if to spite the girl, they tried again, and again, and again for an ideal child. Soon Lian had a series of strong baby brothers, born one after another, and all showing wonderful signs of being powerful future earthbenders. Naturally, she was pushed out of the limelight faster than she could register, subtly neglected by her extended family members, and barely loved by her parents. She would fight a winless battle for their affections, and it would only leave her either angry at her own shortcomings, or resentful of her parent’s attitudes towards their daughter. But she’d never dare show it to their faces. So her angers resembled her family's, and her aggravations were turned towards the Avatar, much like everyone else's.

One particular bout of pent up frustrations sent her bolting out of the Wei-Na household one night, failing to hold back tears as she ran to a park. She seethed and fell to her knees as she approached a pond, grinding her teeth to stifle rage filled screams. She ripped at the grass, and stuck the earth, oblivious of the waves of water she was generating until they splashed at her. She paused, staring at the rippling water until she realized a pair of illuminant eyes were glaring back. She was quick to realize that the waves were her doing. And that those glowing eyes were her eyes. "No...Oh no..." She didn't have to have it explained to her. She knew what she was. What could she do? "I...I don't want this!" Could she go to anyone about this? Who could she tell? "My family...my parents..." Their neglectful actions would become full-on malicious. They would disown her for sure. "No...I..." She could barely breathe, exhaling ragged breaths.

At the height of her despair, she was abducted from that very park. Subdued and taken to some unknown location. The search her parents issued was half-hearted and barely lasted a month. They were quick to move past their daughter’s disappearance.

[cerozer0]

Gonna have to bullet point her bio cause literally I cannot write coherently for it sorry

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Name: Kai Zhèng
Age: 20
Gender: Female

Appearance:
Short, slender, and pale, Kai looks much younger than she actually is. Standing at about 5'3" and weighing a mere 121 pounds (130 pounds with the added weight of her leg), her body is small, thin, and delicate looking. While she is young looking, Kai is far from unattractive, with a heart-shaped face, angular, dark eyes, and asymmetrical, colorful hair. Doll-like lips and a small nose give her a porcelain appearance, and gray-black orbs glare off in a dreamy sense during almost any situation, even conversations. Her hair, once probably straight and black, has been chopped awkwardly and semi-dyed red.

Her body is mostly flat all around and nearly rock hard from her intense training. Muscles line her arms and leg, and abs are present on her lower abdomen and stomach. Her hands and feet are surprisingly large for her small stature, and her legs make up a majority of her height. Her left leg is almost entire bionic, save for the remaining flesh just below of hip, and it is normally hidden behind long pants and skirts due to her dislike for its appearance. Kai generally dresses in cool colors, and enjoys feeling free and comfortable. Tank tops and sweats are a norm, as well as flowing scarves, tight suits, and anything else she finds appealing to the eyes. Her feet are almost protected by tabi, it's almost as if she doesn't own any other kind of shoe, and she often covers her head with hoods or her personalized gas-mask. Kai holds a slight interest in makeup, and has quite a few tattoos, including ultraviolet red spider lilies, black and white koi, and quite a few circuit board designs.

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Abilities:
As silent as the night, yet with the force of a tiger, Kai uses stealth and flow in her martial arts. Her strikes are swift and thoughtless, gained from years of mindless training, and her body moves like water, flowing easily in circles as it draws her enemy closer to their demise. Kai is a non-bender, and as such must rely simply on her body to stay alive. She has mastered the use of the jōhyō, or rope dart, a weapon that relies on good eyes and precise hits. Kai has studied how benders move, and implements some of their styles into her own fights. The waterbender's fluid, defensive-offense helps to keep Kai ready for counters, the earthbender's rigid strength and tight stances help keep Kai grounded, the airbender's flexibility and light feet help Kai dodge and overwhelm, and finally the firebender's willpower and powerful strikes allow her to take down her enemy. Her eyes are her main weapon, allowing her to analyze and remember a fight style, as well as point out distinct weaknesses that an enemy might possess. Thanks to Master Shu, Kai is also a bit knowledgeable on using other weapons, like swords, knives, and bo staffs. Training under the Stormcrows gave her time to practice her aim as well, allowing her to be able to use smaller, more accurate guns with only slight trouble.

Other than her martial arts, Kai is a well-off mechanic/vehicle expert. Raised by a pair of geniuses, Kai experienced first hand the wonders of technology after the accident that took off her leg. Inspired by the bionics, she became very interested in computers and machines, and focused most of her mental power on building or repairing broken tech. She became interested in learning how to drive and pilot many vehicles during her teen years at home, and one of the maids actually allowed her to drive around town (with supervision of course). After escaping the house, she spent a few more years learning how to drive and repair technology, and due to those she is almost always looking for scrap metal to use in her repairs.

In times of dire need, Kai relies of the force of her bionic leg, which packs a pretty hefty punch. She is also generally agile and flexible, allowing her to rush in and out of danger on a whim. Due to an intense interest in weapons, Kai has also become interested in using her jōhyō as an art form. The tip of the heavy dart is full of LED lights, and it will glow intensely during fights or street performances, allowing for some interesting swirls of colors to appear in even the darkest of streets. Her skills with spirits are also above par that of a normally human. Her hobby of meditating has proven useful for when she is stressed, and in turn she has been unknowingly honing her spiritual abilities (unable to leave body, unable to go into spirit world. Can somewhat understand spirits).

Equipment and Bionics:
Due to a childhood accident, Kai lost most of her left leg, rendering her incapable of walking. Due to their high status and easily obtained tech, her parents where easily able to ordera bionic limb for her. Months of therapy and training soon granted the young Kai the ability to walk again, and even more training allowed her to implementing the limb in her fighting style. Her duel stun batons are normally held on her back by a sling, and her personalized jōhyō is almost always coiled at her side like a whip. She also sports a pistol, holstered on her right leg, and spare ammo. Other than that, Kai carries a small tablet, a hand-made computer jammer, and anything else she'll need in a brown rucksack.

Personality:
With a soft voice and dreamy eyes, Kai could easily be considered a ditzy girl. She is naive, and, while sweet, can be surprisingly blunt and rude, especially if she is distracted by something. Her thoughtlessness towards others can be a result of her general over thinking, or perhaps the fact that she is almost always daydreaming. Kai is intelligent, proven by her knack for technology and intense interest in learning new things, but she is far more book smart than street smart. She is somewhat confused on how to interact with others, giving people the impression that she is shy or antisocial, while she is anything but. With a stoic, painted face, and a somewhat bad reputation, not many approach the small woman.

Kai can be assumed to be only happy when she is working or training. In the silence of a dojo or a garage, Kai feels at peace and cheerful, and thanks to this she is somewhat of a workaholic. Around friends or closer colleagues, Kai can crack a joke or two, though they can be kind of dry, and she will genuinely enjoy their company even if she doesn't seem to. She can be rather protective, though might not realize a friend is in danger until a little bit too late due to her ditzy nature. Kai is naturally attracted to good people, and feels a heavy need to defend those in need of defending. She enjoys it when other depend on her, though she herself is heavily independent. The only person Kai feels she can truly depend on and trust is Lee, her missing brother. In fact, he is one of the main reasons she joined the freedom fighters.

Being the daughter of workers for Future Industries, Kai feels as though she should hate herself, and finds that this self loathing makes her worthless as a rebel fighter. Years of mental abuse from her parents broke her confidence, and while she is slowly unlearning those problematic thoughts it would still be dangerous to allow Kai to see her parents again. The entirety of her life with them was spent in an mansion, spoiled rotten and taught nothing. She became independent early on, teaching herself everything she can from the large library and the few computers scattered among the glass palace. While she is hard to rile up, it is not impossible, and an angry Kai is someone to fear. Other emotions like depression or joy may not appear as easily on her face, but there are times when she truly does show them.

In a fight she is near emotionless, and her eyes are intense and focused. Kai relies on her speed and flexibility, as well as her quick gaze. In terms of mercy, she never really knows how to hold back, and must be told to stop if she looses herself in a fight. Kai always attempts to appear emotionless around the enemy, knowing that even a slight facial expression can change the way one thinks. While Kai can be somewhat ditzy and dreamy, she is far from a bad or stupid person, and will do anything to help someone in need.

Backstory:

Kai is the daughter of Rei and Ko Zhèng. She is their second child, the first being Lee, who is four years older than her.

The Zhèng family lives in a large estate in Republic City. The mansion is surrounded by a stone wall with a gate. The children are only allowed outside for school or with the supervision of a maid. They cannot leave without an adult.

Rei, the father, is cold and cynical, as well as one of the head scientists at a Future Industries-run lab. Ko, the mother, is a secretary for a Future Industries office building, and she is very interested in technology. She is also always relying on her children to make her look better. Both parents ignore their children, too focused on their work to care for them.

Lee is the rebellious child. He has found a way to escape the mansion walls and explore Republic City. Kai is much too scared to leave, and is very, very spoiled, which makes her believe that she owes her family something for that.

Kai slowly draws into herself, becoming more stoic and independent as she grows. She eventually barely shares her emotions, and begins to rely only on Lee to convey her thoughts.

On her seventh birthday, Ko and Rei are persuaded by a few maids to take Kai into town for a nice birthday dinner. On the way home, they get into a car crash and Kai's left leg is mutilated, and Rei's right arm is as well. They are forced to amputate, and Ko finds this as an excuse to test out some bionics.

Six months of psychical therapy and training later, Kai and Rei are not able to use their new metal appendages effectively. A new way to craft bionics is discovered, and the parents are away more than usual.

Kai (8) begins reading the entirety of the library at home, and delves into the art of computers. Lee (12) gets somewhat involved with the Stormcrows, and only tells Kai. Kai instructs Lee to find a master who could teach him martial arts as self defense. Lee heads out to find a master. Kai secretly wishes to learn as well, but doesn't let it show.

Lee meets Master Shu, an older man who is a martial art and weapon-using prodigy. He offers to teach Lee, and Lee also suggest that his sister might like to learn as well. Shu accepts both of them. Lee tells Kai the news, and she sneaks out of the house for the first time.

Kai spends the next five years training under Master Shu with Lee. She is a natural, and begins to feel the stress of her home life melt away as she trains. Ko and Rei do not notice anything.

Kai (14) and Lee (18) are nearing the end of Shu's training. They are no where near masters, but they are well off enough to protect themselves. Shu ends their apprenticeships and before Kai leaves, he tells her of the dark rumors he has heard surrounding Future Industries. Disturbed, she returns home and does some research, and then approaches her father with a question: "Why has your lab been preforming inhumane experiments?" Rei reacts violently, but quickly calms and says they have done nothing of the sorts, and then mumbles something about being influenced by Lee. Kai is stunned, and scared.

Lee vanishes a few days after leaving behind Shu. Kai attempts to go out to look for him but is stopped by Ko, who talks her down and back into the house, using vague threats and guilt tactics to keep her within the walls. Ko continues to mentally abuse Kai.

Kai spends the next three years reading and rereading the books in the library and training her martial arts skills. She has not crept out of the house since Lee's disappearance. During her sixteenth year, she begins to receive strange letters everyday, and they manage to calm her as they confirm Lee is alive and well... And working with the Stormcrows.

On her seventeenth birthday, the finale letter comes, and frantically explains Lee's capture by an unknown source thought to be Future Industries. The writer gives Kai an option to join the Stormcrows in an attempt to help find her brother as well as help the effort for freedom and she easily accepts. Unexpectedly, Ko returns home and catches Kai in the act of cutting her hair. Ko questions her daughter, using guilt and fear once more to control her, but Kai quickly backs away and declares that she doesn't owe her or Rei anything. Ko attempts to grab the girl but Kai easily evades and disarms her before running off to gather whatever money she can find and pack. Finally, she escapes through the window.

Kai spends the next two years of her life as a wanderer, with her only haven being Master Shu's home. Not wanting to join the Stormcrows ill-prepared, she trains harshly, pushing her body and mind to the limit with constant movement. She studies benders for fighting inspiration, and used her personalized jōhyō to gain money on the street. Her mechanic skills are also trained, and she is now able to drive and repair cars, motorbikes, and boats.

A few months before her twentieth birthday she joins the freedom fighters.

[Corsair]

Yeah, chi blockers are great, we need a Sokka/Asami for the group.

[cerozer0]

Chi blocker it is. Will be posting tomorrow probably. Can't wait to start!

[Moon]

Room for more? Not sure if you guys have an established group or not.

[Corsair]

Yeah, we're still accepting.

[Hexaflexagon]

For the most part he is finished and done. Having based him off a conglomeration of several ancient Chinese tales of wandering heroes the creation took a form of its on.

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Name :Xuanzang
Age: 20
Gender: Male

Appearance:
Xuan is by no means a small or slender person. Tall towering over most people that he meets. He has a build to match with a a solid figure of muscle akin to that of the old King of Omashu Bumi. Muscle that was forged through hours of hard work, hours of dragging boulders and shouldering a carrying pole far up mountains and hills. Looking a bit on the more wilder side his hair is long and unkempt reaching down close to his shoulders. The most striking part of his figure though may be the bandana wrapped around his eyes black in color. Though what lays beneath is truly the striking fact where the eye sockets one where only black smoldered and scared pits remained, remnants of an accident a long time prior and a reason for existence.

Abilities:
An experienced earthbender with still developing skills in metalbending. Xuan relies on his bending to be able to see the world around him like the ancient earth bender herself Toph Beifong. Having forcing himself after his accident through mostly error and retrying he had learned to metalbend out of necessity to be able to see in cities where steel and iron have begun to take over bare earth. His style is slow and methodical like the great glaciers of the frozen lands with a calm and almost leisurely pace with controlled movements only snapping quickly when the time for action is upon him. This all being as a direct result of trying to keep his feet in contact with the ground as much as possible to maintain a connection with the earth.

Equipment and Bionics:
He carries only a small rucksack upon his back and a long wooden walking stick that he holds in his left hand.

Personality:
Boisterous and a bit of a hot headed fool Xuan does not recognize any resolution to a conflict that does not end in blood and violence.Bumpkinish and crude in his mannerisms and always the first to give a hearty slap on the back or to tell an inappropriate joke he is at least never not lively. Putting the values of courage and determination before let us say wisdom or forethought can lead to him causing more trouble than it was worth in the end. Though having traveled quiet a bit and experiencing many facets of life he can sprout the occasional observation on life on bit of wisdom. In the end though a life of treating every problem as a door and yourself as the battering ram has consequences physical, social and emotional all of which he exhibits and memories that still haunt him.

Backstory:
There was a time when Xuanzang an orphan from nowhere who had ended up becoming the captain and earthbender for the Ba Sing Se Badgermoles and was ready to win the The Pro-bending Championship Tournament at the ripe age of sixteen He had everything he ever wanted fame, money, friends, romance, a home, and a sense of direction in life. . It was than that tragedy struck and during the semifinal match an uncontrolled blast from a fire bender hit him in the eyes burning them and permanently removing his eyesight. In a moment he had seemed to lost everything, his team, his source of income, his house, his contracts, and most importantly of all his purpose in life.The people that once cheered for him soon forgot his name and the story of the orphan underdog who could of won it all. Xuan had nothing in life except Pro-bending that was all he wanted to do and that all he thought he was good at. Unable to see and eventually unable to continue paying his rent he was kicked out into the streets of Ba Sing Se.

It was there in one of the cities many slums that he ran into a man that he woulds simply know as the Old Geezer. An earthbender like himself he claimed that when he was a young man he was caught in a cave-in when he was using his earth bending powers to excavate a tunnle to lay new train tracks and that a family of badgermoles saved him. The story he told Xuan was that in his time with the moles that he learned their way of seismic sense and when he finally came back to the land of the surface years later he promised to teach others the same path.Wither this story was truthful or not the Old Geezer did in fact teach him the basic of being able to sense the world with his bending, to be able to be connected to the earth and all the rocks and those around it. It was then that the Old Geezer promised Xuan to continue on this mission of helping others as the Geezer helped him and the badgermoles had helped him before, to continue the story of the earth's harmony as he put it. Taking these words to heart for \three years when he was seventeen years of age to his twentieth year he wandered the four corners of civilization, walking the earth to try and find purpose in a world that seemingly abandoned him and to help anyone he could along the way.

It was a month ago that he was connected through word of mouth by a group that wanted to end the tyranny of future industries once and for all. An offer that Xuan took gladly looking for a new challenge, a new purpose.

[MrOmega]

Gen

Name: Gen
Age: 23
Gender: Male

Appearance: Gen wears red and black monk’s robe from his old home and a black gas mask that obscures the bottom half of his face. He had goggles that are made so you can’t see his eyes. There’s a gap in between to show the third eye that all Combustion Benders have. However, he covers his tattoo with a red headband when he's not fighting. He’s tall and slightly wide, but looks wider thanks to his big robe. His hair is long and brown, tied in a ponytail to keep his forehead clear so nothing would get in the way of his bending.

Abilities: Gen is a Firebender capable of using the combustion technique. He’s also a talented firebender, even if he hardly uses normal bending. He’s also very fast on his feet.

Equipment and Bionics: His robe holds many pockets on the inside, holding knickknacks and bits of food and first aid gear. His sole weapon is an easily concealed silenced pistol for occasions where he needs to take out an opponent without causing an explosion. He also has a tablet computer with a particularly sturdy protective case, though he's no hacker.

Personality: Gen is a quiet individual, not out of shyness but just out of habit. He’s direct, but tries not to be a jerk about. He’s a surprisingly gentle soul despite his destructive power and dark appearance. He appreciates art and culture, trying to get in touch with his spiritual side.

Backstory: Abandoned by his parents for reasons he’ll never know, Gen was raised in a temple in the Fire Nation by a group of monks who taught him the basics of Firebending. While he was a fast learner, he was more interested in the artifacts and artwork within the temple, taking up drawing with the new technology being released by the ever-expanding Future Industries (despite the monks’ insistence he stick with more traditional methods.) Through means that were beyond his comprehension at his young age, he was discovered to have the rare ability of Combustion Bending. The monks taught him the basics of this after giving him the third eye tattoo.

He had heard of the growing tensions between the Fire Nation and Future Industries, but he was willing to ignore it until it came to his home. The head of a Future Industries subsidiary came to the temple, telling the head monk his plans to seize the land the temple was built on to further the company’s research on the spirit world, making particular use of artifacts of Avatar Roku. When the head monk made it clear they would not budge no matter the offer, the businessman pulled out a gun and shot him in the stomach, threatening his life. In desperation to save his adopted father, Gen unleashed his first blast of Combustion bending at the suit, hitting him at full power square in the chest. The horrific display saved his master… but the executive’s guards ran away to avoid any further blasts. With a heavy heart and a tearful farewell, the head monk ordered Gen to leave the temple, giving him instructions on how to get out of the Fire Nation in secret.

Making the most of his meager supplies, Gen spent the rest of his adolescence learning to control his unique abilities. Though he swore an oath of pacifism, he knew that if he had not acted, the entire temple would have been at risk, so he knew this oath was not as unbreakable as he wished it was. He eventually found the Stormcrows, and is now preparing for what he hopes is the key to bringing down Future Industries.

Here's my character. Might change his outfit after the mission. Also, sorry about the lack of details about how he got his powers, but I don't want to speculate and risk contradicting future material, either in the thread or in canon.

[Corsair]

Mictlan, Hex, Omega, all good. Looking forward to seeing yours finished, Liriia, it looks pretty good so far.

[Rinnee]

Name: Kalani Uwato

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Standing at an average 5 foot 6 inches, and weighing in at a healthy 124 pounds, Kalani considers herself to be at her physical peak. Years of training has shaped her body into an athletic form giving her slender body an hourglass shape and a muscular tone. Hailing from the Northern WaterTribe she was born with the traditional tanned skin, and bright cerulean orbs, however her travels have made her complexion a deep olive brown. With an oval shaped face, high cheekbones, full lips, and a sharp lidded orbs, Kalani has a rather alluring appearance. Long, thick ebony locks sit atop her head which she typically keeps tamed in two long braids with a headband around her forehead. Her style is a hard mix of form fitting to loose, baggy clothing, however it all depends on what she's comfortable with that day. Here are examples of her style.

Abilities:

WaterBending & Combat:
Like her parents before her, and their parents before them and so on, Kalani had shown an affinity for water bending at a young age. Trained by her mother in the beginning, she was taught the basics of the basics—from the origins of her bending and tribe, meditation techniques to control and train her chi, to simple techniques and maneuvers. As she aged and showed more potential, she eventually caught the interest of her Grandfather, Master Iaone Uwato. Training under her him as his protege, she was simultaneously taught the aggressive, offensive technique of Southern WaterStyle, and the strategic, defensive technique of Northern WaterStyle.

In her further studies Kalani was instructed and taught how to Ice Bend. Despite her training in this field, her technique is still sloppy and highly uncontrollable, and even with its powerful advantages she's done more harm with this technique, then good. On the field, Kalani moves in a more aggressive, offensive manner. Quick, resourceful and cunning, her strategies involve hit-or-miss tactics as she prefers short battles opposed to drawn out ones. Naturally assertive and combative, even during training, she has been known to make impulsive, and sometimes rash decisions during critical times.

Healing:
In the North, healing is one of the first techniques taught to all female benders in the tribe, a custom that has been carried through the years despite the scrapping of most of their harsher traditions. Learning this technique at a young age Kalani has acutely trained her skills. Able to heal minor scrapes and cuts, bullet wounds, major burns, and severe lacerations are no problem under her care.

Equipment and Bionics:

- Touch Phone: Kalani's phone means everything to her. Jailbreaking the piece of equipment as to stay anonymous and hidden from the clutches of Future Industries, precious information--including drafts of old articles, eye witness information, testimony, photo's, and video recordings--are all locked safely away within her phone. Caring for it almost like a child, nothing and no one touches her phone without permission unless they want to lose a hand.

- Pistol: Legally owned, the gun is only kept for safety. Despite knowing how to aim, and fire the weapon, she has never had to fire at, or near another person.

Personality:

Kalani Uwato has been called many things in her life. Tenacious. Head strong. Hot tempered. Rebellious. While many of these were directed towards her as insults, she has learned over time to wear these titles like an armor, refusing to let anything or anyone bring her down. Wearing a confident, almost stand-offish outer shell Kalani can come off a bit intimidating or stuck up. In person however, she is far from this. Both intelligent, and witty in conversation, Kalani has always considered herself a people person. Good with her words, and charm, she can typically win someone over after a few minutes of analyzing them.

While her bending is her greatest offense, Kalani considers her voice her greatest weapon. Never afraid of voicing her opinions, or striking up a conversations, she lives for intelligent debates and correcting[s]smashing[/i] misinformation. Kalani has a fantastic knack for charming her way through things. Capable of playing many faces, she can play any role necessary if it means getting her way, or the information she needs. Good with her words, and a heavy understanding for others to boot, she knows how to feed a persons ego and get her way through lying, and pretty words.

Shut off from her own personal issues, she becomes quickly agitated and aggressive whenever pestered, or asked about them. Over analyzing situations that involve friends, or family she tends to assume the worst of things before finding out the truth. It’s rare that she’ll allow herself to get close to anyone, because while she’ll never admit it, those that matter to her have the biggest effect on Kalani, and her self worth. Confident in her opinions, and skill, she was never one to be truly confident in herself. Despite all of this, she still carries a strong, and seemingly poised facade, hiding her true feelings and fearful of any judgement from those who truly matter to her.

Backstory:

Firstborn of the Northern WaterTribes current Chieftain, Kalani was raised in a conservative household where expectations, and rules were meant to guide and shape her future. Heir to the North through heritage she was told how to dress, act, and even talk in public, resulting in little room for her to grow on her own. There were rules for certain rules, and she was taught right from wrong in a very strict manner, while any protest resulted in punishment or the loss of what little freedom she had. The home Kalani had once loved became a prison, and at a young age, she began to rebel.

Her revolt started out small in the beginning. She skipped lessons, and made personal changes to herself such as the way she talked to her peers, or the way she dressed. This didn't go along well with her parents, but Kalani kept on. Craving more then just mannerism, and rules in life, it was these little bits of freedom that gave her the push to strive for more. With age her antics began to grow less subtle, showing obvious rebellion against her everyday agenda, and her parents idea of the perfect child. Refusing to give her space, or even to hear her out, Kalani's parents continued to lectures her on "Responsibility", and "Fate". Dictated by these words all her life, she challenged them at every chance she got. By the time she was a teenager her parents considered her a "loose cannon" and were beginning to consider disinheritance. However this idea was brought to an end once her grandfather, Ioane Uwato, proposed the idea of taking her under his wing as his protege in Republic City.

Despite her disapproval, Kalani was sent to live with her grandfather without a choice. Resenting him at first, she soon came to realize she and her grandfather weren't all that much different. Proud, and aggressive in nature, he was able to relate and connect with Kalani unlike anyone ever before. Furthering her training in WaterBending, he encourage his granddaughter not only to find her individuality in her bending, but in herself -- a freedom she had never received in the North. It was a time of peace for Kalani and rather then giving any past regrets, or troubles the opportunity to pull her down, she was finally allowed to grow, and mature the way she had always wanted. As she aged, and adapted to the lifestyle of Republic City, her interests began to shift towards a less confrontational hobby. Developing a love for journalism, Kalani was able to continue her WaterBending training, as well as furthering her passion in writing with the help, and guidance of her grandfather.

In the past four years Kalani has slowly built up a name, and reputation for herself. Running a popular online blog, and column that discussed current social, and economical issues within the world; her strong views, and large online following eventually caught the attention of United Daily News. Offered a job as a columnist, Kalani accepted the job and has been working for the United Daily News for the past six months. Drawing further into her new calling she's come to realize the true extent of Future Industries power over Republic City, as well as the Nations themselves. Fully aware of the propaganda being spread through television, newspaper, and internet, she has vowed to only post the truth, and nothing but the truth in her pieces. Recently stumbling upon notes, and reports hidden deep within the storage room about a rebel group called the 'Stormcrows', she has begun to research and seek out the resistance in secret. Intrigued simply by their existence, and even growing sympathetic to their cause -- Kalani wishes to help raise awareness of their cause, and aid their efforts to expose, and take down Future Industries.

[Rinnee]

Wanted to get something up before it was too late! I'll have the rest of Kalani finished later today!

There is something I need to admit, though. Her personality, along with her name and skills are taken from a previous character sheet. I plan to rewrite her history all together, but if any of this is a problem please let me know and I can write up a different character.

[Fox]

Name: Ramik Saemo
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Appearance:
Tall, lightly muscled, and lightly tanned. The first thing someone might notice about Ramik is his oddly large ears. They're the kind of ears look entirely out of place until his beaming smile settles in between. His bright light brown eyes too seem unfitting until coupled with a chilling scowl. He's actually only moderately attractive, but given the right lighting or the proper expression the young man suddenly seems devilishly handsome. Individually, his features seem as though they might clash, but he wears the eclectic blend well. When he's on stage, he tends to wear snazzy, hipsteresque type clothing, though if you were to meet him on the street, he'd likely be wearing a leather jacket, a tank top, and some ill fitting sweatpants. A large crescent moon tattoo adorns his back, while two koi fish encircle his forearms.

Abilities:
Aside from his glorious voice and an unnatural gift for music, Ramik is a formidable opponent. Until recently his bending was mostly inactive, his chakra blocked by emotional trauma. But now, in no small part due to his music, he's learned to channel his internal turmoil into a natural aptitude for waterbending. His bending experience is minimal, though the potential is there. He has already discovered a knack for healing. Before his bending was at his disposal, he resorted to more primitive methods to make his feelings clear, and as such has a considerable amount of hand to hand and combat experience. When fist and foot alone couldn't quite get his message across, he's been known to accentuate his point with a bullet.

Equipment and Bionics:
Ramik managed to get his hands on a decommissioned police motorcycle and uses it as his primary means of transportation. In his pocket he keeps a harmonica that doubles as a pocket knife while he carries a handgun and two canteens at his hip. While bionics have intrigued him, the cost has regularly deterred his curiosity.

Personality:
Ramik is generally an ill mannered, but bright young man that has endured an undue deal of pain in his lifetime. This has led to a great deal of trust issues and some emotional instability which he'd been making great strides towards abating. Much of his life has been a series of misery and as such he has a tendency to be bitter and harsh, butmostly only to those he believes to have wronged him. While he is capable of great feats of perseverance, he is prone to impulsiveness and recklessness and has strong inclinations towards violence. He's rough around the edges and naturally exudes a tough, rebellious exterior, but beneath it all he's a damaged, sensitive soul who's unsure of what to do with what life's given him.

Backstory:
United Daily News
"Ramik is an up and coming singer/songwriter with a love for music and a troubled past. He plays multiple instruments and is known largely for his versatility, bold lyrics, technical complexity, and his impressive voice which he couples with bouts of whistling. His stage presence is overwhelming and it's clear with every note and every movement exactly how intimate he is with his music, hell, just with music in general. His voice is raw and stirring and his lyrics are haunting yet lovely. It's easy to see how damaged he is; every time he gets in front of the mic, he bares his soul and holds nothing back. But its weathered performers like him that are truly one of a kind."

Ramik's early life was unfortunate in far too many ways, though it has become just as much an excuse for him as a muse. Born of a hooker too poor to afford a solid abortion and some random creep she serviced once in his car, Ramik was immediately ditched two towns over only to find himself at an underfunded orphanage where he'd spend his formative years being ridiculed and beaten for one reason or another by the older kids too bitter from years of being passed up by potential families. After six long years of torment, he was taken in by a moderately wealthy young couple unable to bear children of their own. Aside from regular bouts of violence at school, that led to his expulsion, he'd lead a nice life with his new family for some time. A slew of private tutors were hired to compensate for his lack of standard schooling, among them a music teacher. While the one on one sessions proved invaluable to Ramik's learning as a whole, the young boy really identified with music in a new way. It was unfamiliar, the feeling of truly belonging in a moment, but that's what music offered him and it was something he didn't want to let go of.

Later on, it was discovered that Ramik's mother was having an affair with one of his teachers. When his father found out, his fury was savage. The man beat his wife to within an inch of her life then strangled her to death as his son looked on. Feeling helpless and terrified, the boy found his father's gun in the closet and did the only thing he could think to do in the moment. He pulled the trigger. Unfortunately for this circumstance, the weapon was unloaded at the time, and his father rose from his mother's disfigured form to turn his rage on his son. Police came in on Ramik receiving a beating not unlike his mother's and when his father continued on, they killed the man directly in front of his son. After a stint in the city's foster care program, he came of age and moved away from their town.

Between a dependence on drugs, curbed by an influential friend turned lover, followed by the death of said lover, Ramik's life took a few turns for the worse before it got better. A girl he planned to marry helped him to set his life on a clearer path. She was ambitious, a visionary, magnanimous really. She cared for him when no one would. For a time, he was genuinely happy as he learned to manage his feelings. After her death, he found himself in yet another dark place, though because of what he learned from her, he made it through it. He found a way to bring life into his music from the death that plagued him and began staking his claim for fame. But the road to stardom is a bumpy one, and in this case bumps tended to be synonymous with thugs that Ramik owed money to and friends with favors to ask.

[NeoAJ]

The Water Nation is proving very popular in this thread, as well it should since it's clearly the best nation. I now curse my job interrupting my work on my character.

I'm still going to post her when done, I worked too hard syncing her up with Mictlan's character to abandon her now.

[NeoAJ]

Reika

Name: Reika
Age: 20
Gender: Female

Appearance: Reika has a classical beauty to her that only heightens her inflated perception of herself. The girl stands 5'10" and weighs 139lbs, not much of it is muscle, but it is proportioned in all the right places, giving her body a nice set of curves. Reika has light brown skin, almost looking like a deep tan, but it's purely natural. Her face is sharp, with angled cheekbones, a small nose and mouth that purses easily when deriding someone, and heavily lidded icy blue eyes that sparkle when she's in a good mood. Her collarbone-length black hair is worn straight except for her bangs, which are swept to the right side of her face and held in place with a clip featuring a jade-color stone carved in a similar manner to the betrothal necklaces worn in the past by Northern Water Brides (worn ironically, of course). She has a pair of blue streaks in her bangs as well, making the swept hair stand out when framing her face.

Reika has adapted to Republic City culture and her usual attire reflects that. She wears a black hooded cloak that looks like the top half of a jacket complete with sleeves, held in place with a number of snaps, but it only covers to the top of her chest. Below that she rotates tank top shirts, usually blue to match the streaks in her hair. Reika sticks to jean shorts under it as well as a pair of black leather heeled boots that reach up to an inch below her knee and covered with the same kind of straps that are present on her cloak.

Abilities: Reika comes from a water bending heritage and it shows. She prefers to focus on the brutal forces of her homeland, specializing in ice attacks that recreate the harshest conditions people would face down there. She can attack with pure water perfectly fine, but Reika loves flash freezing and swarming her opponents with a barrage of shearing shards and snow to freeze them in their place. She doesn't focus much on defence, but can conjure an ice wall if need be in a pinch. Her Tai Chi movements are quicker than the average waterbender, allowing her to get attacks off faster, but it's not by much.

Her physical attacks are nothing to write home about. Reika spent so much time bending she never bothered to really build any kind of muscle mass or anything. If she really gets in trouble or needs to do anything on the down low, Reika's counting on having her weapon handy and being able to get off a quick slice to allow for escape/death.

Equipment and Bionics: Reika carries a antique knife made by her grandfather as her main physical weapon, eschewing most guns. (Who needs metal bullets when you have ice bullets?) It's a serrated blade lined with dolphin piranha teeth that is capable of piercing into flesh and bone with ease. She bought a cheap wireless phone in Republic City, but other than that has no electronics on her person.

Personality: Reika is a cocky brat, that's for sure. Due to her self-presumed lineage and birthday, she believes she was destined to be the Avatar, and as such she'll look down on many other benders. She likes to show off her talents with any opportunity, picking stuff off of shelves with ice balls and catching them. She has a tendency to be somewhat condescending to people she considers less talented than her, and will snipe remarks at people without provocation. Compliments are only paid upon receiving a plate of food from Narook's.

Handling criticism isn't a strong point of Reika's. She was so good at a young age she never really learned how to deal with it when it came and as such her usual response is to insult the person harsher than she got. Between this combative attitude towards supposed betters and her rude attitude towards lessers, Reika has become a rather closed off person, and although she won't admit it in public, it has left her feeling rather alone. Too bad she's not willing to change her attitudes at this time to fix that. The Stormcrows are doing a fine enough job at the moment.

Backstory: Reika was born and raised in the Southern Water tribe lands, shortly after the passing of her dear Great Aunt twice removed Korra. Reika was raised by her single mother Koloka, who only told her daughter that her father "was a commander in the United Forces who visited the South Pole on leave to reconnect with his roots." This oblique fact combined with the aptitude she showed with water bending at a young age had Reika convinced she was of the same lineage as Korra and was destined to be the new Avatar. Reika believed she had air bending down pat when she was able to make her ice crystals fly towards targets with pinpoint accuracy, since ice had to be totally carried by the air right? She spend her childhood training as if that was the case. She aced her ice dodging trial with flying colors, sailing right into the face of one chunk and passing by unscathed, earning the Mark of the Brave for her efforts.

Still, as time passed and no aptitude for fire or earth bending seemed to manifest itself, Reika reasoned that a land of ice, wind and snow was not conductive to those talents and at 18 she packed her bag left the South Pole for Republic City, eager to find someone to teach her the ways of the flames and dirt to make her complete in her own mind. It was not successful, as most people just laughed her off, dismissing her as "a wannabe Korra." Anyone who did this got cold feet about any further interaction with Reika in a hurry. She did find one group that weren't laughing when she demonstrated her talents and quickly told them what good taste they had. That's how she joined up with the Stormcrows organization and helped prepare for the operation they were about to embark on.

[Fox]

Interestingly enough, we all went with less levelheaded waterbenders than you tend to see in the series.

[Corsair]

Korra was levelheaded?

[Fox]

Corsair said
Korra was levelheaded?

That's fair. But she used firebending a good deal more than waterbending because it came more naturally to her. For the most part, waterbending characters were more reserved.

[cerozer0]

Bleh, Kai is finished. And yeah, wouldn't call Korra levelheaded, and Katara was easily taken by her emotions as well. I like all these characters though, very interesting, this is gonna be a fun game I feel~