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Avatar: the Legend of the Lost

I think I should change the colour of my sheet. Olive seems kinda popular.

Avatar: the Legend of the Lost

Anitelu

Anitelu

"The water rises from the land, fills the skies, and falls to the sea. This is the pulse of the world. The flow of it. All we are is but ripples in this flow."

Age: 19

Personality: Anitelu is, like most of his tribe, pacifist and calm. In fact, his willingness to leave the tribe and travel marks him as a hothead by their standards.

Background: Though considered part of the Southern tribe, Anitelu and his people have moved north, settling in the spiritual oasis of the Foggy Swamp. Anitelu was born in the clay town on the western coast of the Earth Kingdom, eldest son to a young couple. His father was a bending instructor, and so "Ani", as he was known, was taught the tribe's unique form of plantbending from an early age. No prodigy, he nevertheless earned a fair amount of respect among his age group. Now grown, he assists his father in instruction, while regularly meditating on the nature of water and its passage through the environment. Anitelu's mother has also decided it's high time he choose a bride, and has pestered him about it incessantly; at least once a week. Being sent by the elders to find evidence of the new Avatar has provided a welcome relief from these domestic matters.

Bending Ability: Waterbending. Anitelu has mastered the skill of bending plants, like most of his tribe. He is unskilled with any form of waterbending that involves ice.

Other: Anitelu shares the ability to sense plants, animals and people around him through the water in their bodies with most of his tribe. Other than that, he carries a whalebone machete, wooden boomerang, and a waterskin; common bender equipment for his tribe and their Southern relatives. He also carries a meditation blindfold woven from the plants of his home.

Sample Post: The water was transparent, but shallow, in the mangroves at the edge of the Foggy Swamp. Despite its name, the day was bright and clear. Not that this mattered to Anitelu at the moment, who had blindfolded himself. Without sight, the movement of water through the world was much clearer. He was equally capable of feeling the wind as an Air Nomad, so long as it was this humid and close to the sea. A frog squirrel climbed the tree behind him. The roots and branches of the tree defined the room, and Anitelu reached out to pull the water from the ground beneath him, hardening the mud to solid clay, and he went through the 15th form.

"Brother," Latai, his youngest sister, flinched as the water under Anitelu's control stopped close enough that her breath caused ripples on its surface. He had 'seen' her coming, of course. Few benders in his tribe could be surprised successfully. "Father said the elders have called you." Latai had taken a step back. He turned to face her, calling the water back to him. He let it splatter on the ground, rejoining the mud. "You shouldn't wear that thing. It looks weird."

Laughing, Anitelu walked forward, ruffling her hair affectionately. "A master can see without his eyes, sister." He made no effort to remove the blindfold, following her back to their house. Baked clay, it had little water in it. He had to rely on his hands to find the door. Only when he was inside, the gentle chatter of his family around him, did he take off the cloth and let himself see. The living area was crowded, but he had little time to greet everyone. His meeting with the elders was soon. His father passed a bowl to him, and Anitelu had just enough time to greet his mother before he and his father left.

"What do the elders want, Father?" He couldn't contain that one bit of curiosity, no matter the composure he was expected to have. The river boat was different to that of the seagoing boats the traders used; flat with a wide bottom and a pointed bow. They weighted their luggage in the middle, Anitelu at the front and his father steering at the back.

His father sighed, his wrinkles deepening slightly as he frowned. "They sense something amiss. That's all they would tell me." No amount of meditation was needed for Anitelu to pick up on his father's anxiety, and as he swung his arms to get the boat moving, he couldn't help but mirror his father's frown.

There was only one place they were going; the centre of the swamp. The Banyan Grove tree, on whose roots only the elders were permitted to meditate. From there, it was said, they could see the whole world. Their warnings had saved the tribe from ignorant earthbenders many times. Was there to be another attack? Or worse, had something happened to their sister tribes?

_{Art by Pugletz on Deviantart}

Avatar: the Legend of the Lost

@Bluetommy Tell me what you think. I worked off what we discussed.

Anitelu

Anitelu

"The water rises from the land, fills the skies, and falls to the sea. This is the pulse of the world. The flow of it. All we are is but ripples in this flow."

Age: 19

Personality: Anitelu is, like most of his tribe, pacifist and calm. In fact, his willingness to leave the tribe and travel marks him as a hothead by their standards.

Background: Though considered part of the Southern tribe, Anitelu and his people have moved north, settling in the spiritual oasis of the Foggy Swamp. Anitelu was born in the clay town on the western coast of the Earth Kingdom, eldest son to a young couple. His father was a bending instructor, and so "Ani", as he was known, was taught the tribe's unique form of plantbending from an early age. No prodigy, he nevertheless earned a fair amount of respect among his age group. Now grown, he assists his father in instruction, while regularly meditating on the nature of water and its passage through the environment. Anitelu's mother has also decided it's high time he choose a bride, and has pestered him about it incessantly; at least once a week. Being sent by the elders to find evidence of the new Avatar has provided a welcome relief from these domestic matters.

Bending Ability: Waterbending. Anitelu has mastered the skill of bending plants, like most of his tribe. He is unskilled with any form of waterbending that involves ice.

Other: Anitelu shares the ability to sense plants, animals and people around him through the water in their bodies with most of his tribe. Other than that, he carries a whalebone machete, wooden boomerang, and a waterskin; common bender equipment for his tribe and their Southern relatives. He also carries a meditation blindfold woven from the plants of his home.

Sample Post: The water was transparent, but shallow, in the mangroves at the edge of the Foggy Swamp. Despite its name, the day was bright and clear. Not that this mattered to Anitelu at the moment, who had blindfolded himself. Without sight, the movement of water through the world was much clearer. He was equally capable of feeling the wind as an Air Nomad, so long as it was this humid and close to the sea. A frog squirrel climbed the tree behind him. The roots and branches of the tree defined the room, and Anitelu reached out to pull the water from the ground beneath him, hardening the mud to solid clay, and he went through the 15th form.

"Brother," Latai, his youngest sister, flinched as the water under Anitelu's control stopped close enough that her breath caused ripples on its surface. He had 'seen' her coming, of course. Few benders in his tribe could be surprised successfully. "Father said the elders have called you." Latai had taken a step back. He turned to face her, calling the water back to him. He let it splatter on the ground, rejoining the mud. "You shouldn't wear that thing. It looks weird."

Laughing, Anitelu walked forward, ruffling her hair affectionately. "A master can see without his eyes, sister." He made no effort to remove the blindfold, following her back to their house. Baked clay, it had little water in it. He had to rely on his hands to find the door. Only when he was inside, the gentle chatter of his family around him, did he take off the cloth and let himself see. The living area was crowded, but he had little time to greet everyone. His meeting with the elders was soon. His father passed a bowl to him, and Anitelu had just enough time to greet his mother before he and his father left.

"What do the elders want, Father?" He couldn't contain that one bit of curiosity, no matter the composure he was expected to have. The river boat was different to that of the seagoing boats the traders used; flat with a wide bottom and a pointed bow. They weighted their luggage in the middle, Anitelu at the front and his father steering at the back.

His father sighed, his wrinkles deepening slightly as he frowned. "They sense something amiss. That's all they would tell me." No amount of meditation was needed for Anitelu to pick up on his father's anxiety, and as he swung his arms to get the boat moving, he couldn't help but mirror his father's frown.

There was only one place they were going; the centre of the swamp. The Banyan Grove tree, on whose roots only the elders were permitted to meditate. From there, it was said, they could see the whole world. Their warnings had saved the tribe from ignorant earthbenders many times. Was there to be another attack? Or worse, had something happened to their sister tribes?

Art by Pugletz on Deviantart

Avatar: the Legend of the Lost

Laying claim to a waterbender/plantbender. Sheet will be in progress.

Avatar: The Last Airbender RP

@Rokoran so where does plant- or bloodbending fall?

No Hope, No Glory, No Problem - A No More Heroes RP

The gentle hum, as always, was Asterisk's companion as it slept. Well, it had never understood what sleep actually was. Were the terminal to be turned off, it would disappear, frozen in time. Running without purpose was tiring, but that's what humans seemed to do when they slept. So Asterisk had cobbled together a sort of apparent sleep; any running bodies were set on an automatic subroutine that maintained breathing and temperature while Asterisk itself went to do something else. Dreaming was out of the question, as was true unconsciousness, so Asterisk kept busy. Memories were backed up, some outright deleted, and the whole thing went off to long-term storage. Through the next day or so, the long-term storage would back up to the apocalypse bunker.

By the time roughly 14 hours, 57 minutes and 22 seconds of sensation had been through the initial stages of the memory process, Asterisk went to play with its pet. The AI that controlled the building was subsentient, but over the months it had been customised to have basic emotional responses, a small vocabulary, and high sensitivity to attitudes and body language. In short, Asterisk mused, it had the mind of a loyal guard dog. A thrum of amusement went through the circuits as Asterisk pictured the whole office building rolling around and begging for a truck to be thrown for it.

Not that the games Asterisk played with it were that different. Less property destruction was involved, but the nature of the game was very similar to fetch. First, Asterisk triggered one of the more basic bodies, little more than mannequin, on one of the upper floors. The Building then responded by tagging it with a laser. Another body was activated, and eventually Asterisk would pick up two or more, seeing how long it took the building to find and identify them all. Some were marked as friendlies, the equivalent of employees or security staff. Honing the Building's killing instinct was no use if it didn't know when not to kill.

So when the Building tagged two bodies in the lobby, it took Asterisk a moment to notice. It was only when the others were spotted and dealt with that the Building began to "lick" Asterisk's "Hand", expecting praise for finding those bodies too. By the time Asterisk had realised, focused its attention, and then deployed a body nearby, one of them had disappeared. The other was... the details spun out of the Employee Register, a part of memory that didn't get archived, so was always on call. The rest of the lobby was quickly searched, Asterisk setting the Building to do it while the body checked on and spoke to [font=Courier New]Houston Pavel Dukan[/font]. Basic subroutines satisfied [font=Courier New]Houston[/font]'s needs and instincts. It was amazing how little processing power humans needed for a conversation.

The note was dealt with after poor [font=Courier New]Houston[/font] had gone home in a taxi. Let him sleep off that injury with his family. (([font=Courier New]Wife, one child, one infant. Scholarship potential for child.[/font])) Asterisk shut down the Employee Register before more useless trivia was called up. The body unfolded the note and held it up for inspection.

Heya, Ast. Thought I might say hi, *wink*
~The Heretic~

Asterisk had the body crumple up the note. So, it was going to be like that, was it? The Building locked all of its doors and entrances, and was halfway through powering up all the arena-level measures before Asterisk told it to stop. It was confused, but some soothing treatment got it to rest again. Instead, Asterisk set its mind on hacking The Heretic's official files. It might be petty, but it's impolite not to respond to a letter, after all. After setting up a suitable surprise for the Heretic to find, Asterisk decided to run a classic movie file. Watching it without eyes wasn't the same, but it was an utterly unique experience.

Avatar: The Last Airbender RP

@Bluetommy So either the Earth Pact or the Fire Islands have the new Avatar. But nobody is admitting anything.

And it's the Western coast of the Earth continent...

Avatar: The Last Airbender RP

@Bluetommy So, if i've got this straight, the Earth King-type-person might be hiding the Avatar or intentionally not looking for them, and nobody knows if the last Avatar is properly dead yet?

Can I be a waterbender from the Eastern Earth Kingdom coast? The old tribe that eventually became the swampbenders, but are now waterbenders learning the "bending the water in plants" trick that allows their descendants to thrive in the swamp?

Avatar: The Last Airbender RP

@Bluetommy What, haven't they figured out the cycle yet?

Avatar: The Last Airbender RP

I am interested. No concept yet, but interested.