[hider=Weiyuan] Image: [hider=It's Ya Boi] [img]https://i.imgur.com/br6PV0z.png?2[/img] [hider=Typical Outfit Ya Boi Wears] [img]https://i.imgur.com/co2F2BV.png[/img] [/hider] [/hider] [b]Name:[/b] Weiyuan - "Yuan" [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Element:[/b] Earth [b]Residence:[/b] Lower Ring [b]Occupation:[/b] Animal Keeper. He works for an exotic animal breeder and broker of questionable legality named "The Catgator's Meow." His favorite are the turtle-ducks. As a side note, it may be worth noting he has not once heard a catgator actually meow... [u]Who are you?[/u] [color=ED205E]That's a complicated question sometimes. When I was younger I realized I could earthbend. I thought it was amazing, but my family was terrified and only my grandfather would have me. Later I made the mistake of letting more people know. Instead of being turned in or executed, they decided to deal with me themselves. They beat me until I was unconscious. I was asleep for days afterward. I was never really... the same after that. I don't talk anymore.[/color] [color=06E8DE]On the bright side, [i]I[/i] was "born." Don't worry about me, though. I'm not really anyone at the end of the day. I just help deal with things when they get a bit too hard.[/color] [color=ED205E]Umm, people who know about me say that I ended up with something called "split personalities." I thought maybe I got hit too hard, but they said it was probably just because I needed to become someone else to deal with the stress of what happened. Anyway I learned my lesson and didn't try to bend again after that. That kind of made things better, but then I lost my grandfather and I had to try and take care of myself. I guess people don't always like that I don't talk, because I ended up getting hurt again. They didn't beat me quite as bad as last time, but a piece of glass got stuck deep in my throat. I got lucky though. A friend found me and got the glass out. Later on a doctor told me that even if I wanted to learn to talk again, it would be pointless because now there was too much damage. I've gotten good at sign language, though![/color] [color=06E8DE]Actually, I [i]can[/i] talk. Kind of. I can whisper, but have you ever tried to hold a conversation on a busy street while whispering? It's a nightmare. Anyway, that's not even the whole story. It was a friend of [i]mine[/i] that saved us. My mentor, [url=https://i.imgur.com/OyeG6v7.png]Chae-Won[/url]. Apparently earthbenders can control glass. With her help and instruction, together we got the glass out. They did most of the work, of course, but they couldn't feel exactly where the glass was inside me, so I had to help direct it. Not my idea of fun, but it was an interesting lesson. But yeah, I've made sure to keep learning, but unfortunately I'm not usually in the driver's seat, so it's hard to get very far. You think I've been able to even [i]budge[/i] glass since? Ugh. Don't tell [i]him[/i] that, though. He's not ready to get back into it all. I don't even want to think about how much he'd freak out if he knew. Yuan just thinks she's a friendly neighbor.[/color] [color=ED205E]Now I work with animals. They don't care if I bend or not, or if I talk or not. I've also learned that [i]some[/i] people actually like that I don't talk. It makes me really good at keeping secrets. I know they're not great people, but I have to survive somehow.[/color] [u]What is your opinion on Benders?[/u] [color=ED205E]Benders are very bad. They wouldn't have hurt me so much if they weren't.[/color] [color=06E8DE]And yet even when you stopped, you still got hurt. [/color] [color=ED205E]I've stopped bending. I just want to be normal.[/color] [color=06E8DE]You'd be dead if you were...[/color] [b]Extra:[/b] He keeps an old pocket-watch on him; a gift from his grandfather. Apparently it had originally belonged to his great-grandfather who died during the assault on Ba Sing Se. His grandfather had found the man buried in rubble, the watch damaged and broken, forever stuck at the time the invasion had begun. He, perhaps unsurprisingly, has numerous scars. The main ones are the ones on his scalp, though his hair [i]mostly[/i] hides these, and the one on his neck. Then are the ones on his back and forearms from trying to protect himself. Lastly, he has various, smaller, faded scars all along his arms, legs, and torso from his first... incident. Most of the time, his clothes hide the vast majority of his scars, but the ones on his neck and forearms tend to be visible to some degree unless he really buttons up his jacket. He knows all the turtle-ducks in the store by name. He's also the one who names them. He was once tricked into eating turtle-duck soup. The only reason the other man is still alive is because all the ducks in the store were still accounted for... and yes, he finished it all, and yes it was delicious... [hider=Chae-Won] Image: [hider=It's Not Ya Boi] [img]https://i.imgur.com/OyeG6v7.png[/img] [/hider] [b]Name:[/b] Chae-Won [b]Age:[/b] 28 [b]Gender:[/b] Iron Man (FeMale) [b]Element:[/b] Earth [b]Residence:[/b] Lower Ring [b]Occupation:[/b] "Courier" Most days she really does just run deliveries. The reason she's made this into a viable career is because she's earned a reputation as one of the few people who can traverse the entirety of the Lower Ring, the Underground, and sometimes even outside the walls without being robbed, jumped, or otherwise accosted. She can even be convinced to dress up a bit and go into the Middle Ring on occasion. The problem is that, in order to keep a steady flow of income, the things she needs to bring from A to B aren't always... innocuous. Sometimes what she's asked to deliver is a beating, though she tries to be picky with those ones. She yearns for the day that she can go back to being just a friendly delivery girl, but that day hasn't come yet. Tee only other skill she has she can't show to people -- except for one. When she first caught him practicing, she played dumb, just scolding him and telling him to be more careful. However, she kept a close eye on him after that, sometimes just quietly watching him try to use his earthbending, pretending like she was fascinated. Eventually she took a risk and revealed her own abilities. Whether it was out of pity to teach him, since he could barely lift more than a few grains of sand, or because she was lonely, it was hard to say. It turned out the boy, Yuan, had his own secrets of course. There were two of him, the one she taught in secret, and the one who just really liked feeding the turtle-ducks and needed a friendly face to greet every day. Maybe she'd needed that too. [/hider] [/hider]