Walking in the back of the group, Kael thought upon what the other gods have said. He was close enough to the righteous girl and some other individual to hear what they were saying and he overheard their comments about himself. He knew that he favored destruction, for it was so much easier to do that than to create something. With creating even creating a simple tool out of metal, it takes hours and concentration to do while destroying takes but a few moments. However, they were both fulfilling, at least, that is what he had been taught.
When younger, his mother would always take him out to the world, where they would enter into a group of her followers, people wanting to destroy and also those who wanted only some warmth. In both cases, the group was killed. The ones wanting to destroy, her mother gave nothing but a swift look upon their actions and caused a bit of the fire to light them on fire. But, the group who wanted warmth, she watched. She did not smile, like she ever did, but she watched as the fire spread and consumed the forest and their lives.
His father, on the other hand, would never go to his followers, but stayed inside his workshop, working on some project. He once entered the room, and his father put him to work on making a plow. It took them several days to do, but it was satisfactory when they were done.
He continued to walk with the group, but he was silent the entire way, and seemed to be lost in space.
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He sighed and then took a deep breath. None of the birds were coming today. Maybe he did something wrong, maybe pissed them off. At least he wasn't covered with shit(correct usage, btw. Just like a female dog = bitch) this time. The incident happened a little while ago and it took several days to get the smell off. He shuddered a bit at the memory.
Putting the leaf away, Kael decided to stand towards the wind, thinking of what the future entails. What could Beacon do for him and how it would change him. Why he was there. In fact, his instructor was the one who practically threw him into the hands of Beacon, not wanting to deal with his "great" student. After spending several years there...he took a few breaths to banish that though not wanting to think ill of him. He had taken Kael in when nobody else did. Taught him things to survive. Even found out his ability. What a shock that was.
He began to reminiscence about the past, trying to think of the many mistakes in his life, examine them. That is when some of the students who had come outside were beginning to go down. At least, he would be left alone to his thoughts. Taking this rare chance, he pulled out his short swords, and started out in a pose. Taking a deep breath, he slowly began to move in a pattern, swinging his swords in precise patterns, making it look like his swords were more than just a tool, they were a part of him; it as if he were dancing. In the middle of one of these movements, he swept his arms together and connected the hilts together with a twist. He pivoted his left foot and brought the bladed staff into a swing that would cut a man in the waist. Not wasting the momentum, he moved his body as well and brought it down to smack a weapon to the ground. He then pitched his right foot out to kick his imaginary enemy. He began to move into a different stance and began to mock fight against a enemy.
After spending a unknown amount of time, as he lost track of the flow, Kael finally reattached his zhen onto his belt and straightened out to stand up correctly. There was sweat flowing down his chest, but it was slowly evaporating. His hoodie hid the fact he had done a extraneous amount of work, but it could be noticed on his face. He descended down into the inside of the ship and saw everybody had already departed or were. He moved his way to the luggage area and began to sift through, trying to find his stuff when he remembered he had brought nothing, but himself. It was if a enormous weight was suddenly placed onto his back. He tumbled to the side and caught himself on a seat. He reached for his heart with his right hand and closed his eyes tightly.
Taking a few moments to reassert himself, he moved to get out and saw a girl with a slight bulge in her back, carrying two suitcases. He decided he might as well do something when another female somehow combusted and became covered with ash. Kael frowned a bit at this, wondering what moron had done something or if she were the moron. Fire was always something to be careful around.
Moving on ahead, he saw that the girl was carrying her two suitcases away. Mustering up his courage again, he moved forward and tried to talk to her, but he kept on stammering.
"H-H-He-Hello-Hello there, ma'am. Can I help yo-yo-you with your bags?"
(Trust me, it really sucks to have this happen. I have had this happen to me a lot at my former and current jobs.)
Putting the leaf away, Kael decided to stand towards the wind, thinking of what the future entails. What could Beacon do for him and how it would change him. Why he was there. In fact, his instructor was the one who practically threw him into the hands of Beacon, not wanting to deal with his "great" student. After spending several years there...he took a few breaths to banish that though not wanting to think ill of him. He had taken Kael in when nobody else did. Taught him things to survive. Even found out his ability. What a shock that was.
He began to reminiscence about the past, trying to think of the many mistakes in his life, examine them. That is when some of the students who had come outside were beginning to go down. At least, he would be left alone to his thoughts. Taking this rare chance, he pulled out his short swords, and started out in a pose. Taking a deep breath, he slowly began to move in a pattern, swinging his swords in precise patterns, making it look like his swords were more than just a tool, they were a part of him; it as if he were dancing. In the middle of one of these movements, he swept his arms together and connected the hilts together with a twist. He pivoted his left foot and brought the bladed staff into a swing that would cut a man in the waist. Not wasting the momentum, he moved his body as well and brought it down to smack a weapon to the ground. He then pitched his right foot out to kick his imaginary enemy. He began to move into a different stance and began to mock fight against a enemy.
After spending a unknown amount of time, as he lost track of the flow, Kael finally reattached his zhen onto his belt and straightened out to stand up correctly. There was sweat flowing down his chest, but it was slowly evaporating. His hoodie hid the fact he had done a extraneous amount of work, but it could be noticed on his face. He descended down into the inside of the ship and saw everybody had already departed or were. He moved his way to the luggage area and began to sift through, trying to find his stuff when he remembered he had brought nothing, but himself. It was if a enormous weight was suddenly placed onto his back. He tumbled to the side and caught himself on a seat. He reached for his heart with his right hand and closed his eyes tightly.
Taking a few moments to reassert himself, he moved to get out and saw a girl with a slight bulge in her back, carrying two suitcases. He decided he might as well do something when another female somehow combusted and became covered with ash. Kael frowned a bit at this, wondering what moron had done something or if she were the moron. Fire was always something to be careful around.
Moving on ahead, he saw that the girl was carrying her two suitcases away. Mustering up his courage again, he moved forward and tried to talk to her, but he kept on stammering.
"H-H-He-Hello-Hello there, ma'am. Can I help yo-yo-you with your bags?"
(Trust me, it really sucks to have this happen. I have had this happen to me a lot at my former and current jobs.)
Name:Kael Lordonos
Age: 18
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Appearance:
Personality: Kael is a blunt person, not wanting to hide behind fancy words. He will tell his mind to the world even if they don't want to hear it. He is also a persistent individual, not wanting to give up. He has been called intelligent by some, but he has no social skills. Because of this problem, he finds himself welcome with animals, as they seem to understand him. He also takes a pride in his weapon skills, as they are finely tuned and ready for anytime. He will never allow his weapon out of his sight if he can.
Weapons: Zhen
This weapon is a bladed staff that can turn into two short swords. Held together by a intricate inside that allows it to hook together.
Semblance:
Strengths: Trained with dual short swords for most of life, adept with his staff, has great endurance. He does have a mind for some strategy, but will have to see what happens in RP.
Weaknesses: Has to get close to hit. A bit slow while running.(Makes up for it with his endurance) Socially inept (has poor social skills)
Theme Song:
Age: 18
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Appearance:
Personality: Kael is a blunt person, not wanting to hide behind fancy words. He will tell his mind to the world even if they don't want to hear it. He is also a persistent individual, not wanting to give up. He has been called intelligent by some, but he has no social skills. Because of this problem, he finds himself welcome with animals, as they seem to understand him. He also takes a pride in his weapon skills, as they are finely tuned and ready for anytime. He will never allow his weapon out of his sight if he can.
Weapons: Zhen
This weapon is a bladed staff that can turn into two short swords. Held together by a intricate inside that allows it to hook together.
Semblance:
Strengths: Trained with dual short swords for most of life, adept with his staff, has great endurance. He does have a mind for some strategy, but will have to see what happens in RP.
Weaknesses: Has to get close to hit. A bit slow while running.(Makes up for it with his endurance) Socially inept (has poor social skills)
Theme Song:
I just said my guy is socially inept. Over time, as he develops as a character, he will learn how to work together. He can try to work together though from the initial start.
So, I will be trying to post in 9-10 hours, because I have to work at movie theater. I will review what is happening. Also, if somebody wants to do something with Kael that will not kill him, mortally wound him, or permsnetly maim physically, mentally, or emotionally, you may use him.
I will be posting in 9 to 10 hours from now. I have to work.
This is no game. These many decisions are affecting the very fabrics of the universe. With each choice, planets and Suns are created and destroyed. Lives are taken. Lives are saved. Tragedies averted while others occur. This "game" you speak of is no game. It is life.
...I could not keep a straight face while writing this.
...I could not keep a straight face while writing this.
Taking the initiative now, Kael turned his glance to the individual who had the nerve to speak with him. "Well, bravo. You survived a mini bomb. Of course, how many gods have survived that? Or, more like, who could? I bring destruction, it doesn't bring me. I simply...spread its influence about. Like a flame, I destroy. And Fire is never tamed. A simple spark can cause a entire country to turn to ash, if left to itself. Water, Earth, Air-these elements are meant to be controlled, but fire is life!"
Done with the stupidity of the person in his vision, Kael took a meditative position, ready to react to any attacks against him or meditate. Before he did anything else though, he spoke one last thing to the boy.
"In time, watch as you are turned into scrap, like every other machine, thrown out for the next best thing."
Done with the stupidity of the person in his vision, Kael took a meditative position, ready to react to any attacks against him or meditate. Before he did anything else though, he spoke one last thing to the boy.
"In time, watch as you are turned into scrap, like every other machine, thrown out for the next best thing."
Kael was now outside, breathing a bit easier that he was now outside. He reached back for his hood, not wanting anyone to really notice him, but the birds just may ignore him and his red hair. He messed around with it, trying to make it straight when he heard some chirping. He looked up to see some small sparrow flock in the sky. Smiling at such a simple sight, he detached the zhen into its more compact form of two short swords and hooked them onto his belt. Next, he reached into his pocket and fumbled inside for some berries.
He turned around to see that some people had come out. Not wanting to socialize and not even taking the moment to memorize who had come up, he moved into a more detached area where nobody was around and where the birds could rest. Reaching into his pocket again, he scrambled for the leaf he always kept in there. He pulled it out and put it to his mouth. He began to whistle a bird call, attempting to draw the birds to him.
He turned around to see that some people had come out. Not wanting to socialize and not even taking the moment to memorize who had come up, he moved into a more detached area where nobody was around and where the birds could rest. Reaching into his pocket again, he scrambled for the leaf he always kept in there. He pulled it out and put it to his mouth. He began to whistle a bird call, attempting to draw the birds to him.
I will be posting as soon as I can.
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