Xiao Lu looked up at the woman for a moment, trying to keep his eyes open. It would be hard for him to get up, he had little strength right now, but if he could get to his Uncle, Bao-Zhi, maybe he would have a chance at surviving. Slowly nodding his head, he forced himself onto his hands and knees like before. And like a Possessed Voodoo Doll, tried his best to stand with the knives penetrating his body. It hurt to move, it hurt to walk, and he didn't want the woman to have such a struggle with him. So he mustered up the strength he had to try and walk with her. He pointed to the paper he had given her, "Chénshuì de jù lóng" he spoke to her, breathing heavily as he tried to muster each step. "Sleeping Dragon... My Uncle's shop..." he spoke. "It is around the corner... I was suppose to go there. I.. I was cutting through here to get to my Uncle..."
He flinched a bit, stopped walking all together. Sucking in air between his teeth, he looked behind him at the knife in his leg. "Tiān nǎ, zhè shānghàile..." he spoke, then tried to continue walking with the woman. "My Uncle... Bao-Zhi.. Owns a Herbal & Remedies shop around corner... Qǐng.." he spoke. Qǐng meant Please in Chinese, and he said it a lot because he meant it.
Soon enough, they made it to the shop, a 2 story building with Chinese characters across it lit up with light in blue. Then, underneath that text was the English translation, 'Sleeping Dragon'. The 1st floor of the building was the shop, and the upper floor was actually where his Uncle lived. He lived in his Shop! Back in Taiwan, many people actually lived in their shops, and it seemed that Bao-Zhi kept that structure to his shop. A fairly middle-aged man who looked rather young like the years had been good to him, came out of the shop when he saw the woman and Xiao Lu. He hurried to open the door, surprised as seeing his Nephew covered in blood and looking like a Voodoo Doll. "Xiao Lu? What happened to you?" he spoke, going to help the woman move Xiao Lu over to sit down on a low table padded up for Massages. "Jumped..." Xiao Lu spoke quietly. "You are weak, boy.. You lost too much blood.. Those wounds will be infected if we don't remove them..." he sighed. "But we can't do that if you're bleeding all over like a wounded cow!" Bao-Zhi moved around the counter of his shop, where a large cabinet-shelf stood, jars full of strange spices and powders labeled in Chinese letters were organized on the shelves.
He took a couple of jars off the shelf and moved them over to set on a table near Xiao Lu. Bao-Zhi looked at the woman who had brought his nephew in and said, "Thank You for bringing him here... He would have died out there if you hadn't found him..." he spoke. "If you need anything, anything, just ask" he smiled warmly at her then moved to treat Xiao Lu. Bao-Zhi looked at the woman and then at Xiao Lu, helping the poor guy remove the blood drenched clothes by cutting them off, throwing them in a plastic bag. Taking the liberty to drape a large towel over his lap. "Alright, Xiao Lu, remember when I use to treat the people of their wounds? I'm gonna do that, alright?" Xiao Lu slowly nodded his head weakly. "I'll let you sleep so I can get these knives out.." From there, Bao-Zhi allowed Xiao Li to lie down on his stomach, and he opened a jar, taking out some brownish colored Herb spice.
Looking at the woman, Bao-Zhi said, "This is Yarrow, it is a Herb that prevents bleeding." Taking the herb powder, he sprinkled some of it over the cuts, gently applying some pressure around the wound. It took a little bit, but once that cleared some, he reached over to another jar, opening it, taking some Cattail herb powder and applying that into the wounds. "This will prevent the pain and numb it up.." he told Alex. After waiting for a bit for it to kick in, he started to work on taking the knives out, slowly and carefully. It was difficult to look at, but once all three knives were removed from his side, shoulder and leg, Bao-Zhi applied some Agrimonia eupatoria, which would constrict the tissue, and it would help heal the body.
When all the herbal remedies were done, Bao-Zhi decided to wrap up each wound with Ace Bandages to keep them in place. He then left upstairs for a moment and came back downstairs with a pair of basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. Setting those down on the counter, Bao-Zhi took the time to wash the blood off of Xiao Lu, and when that was done, dressed the poor boy, making sure to carefully move him over to a bed in the back of the shop. He had to lie him down on his stomach so the wounds wouldn't open back up and the herbs would take effect. Sighing, he stared at his nephew, then flicked off the lights in that room, moving off back into the shop area to wash his hands, and then pulling up a chair to talk to the woman.
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The pain surely did weaken Xiao Lu, because he was in no condition to get up anymore. And the fact that nobody was around, made it worse. He was weak, yes, but for him to live, he had to rely on the only person here, which was the woman. Hearing her shout for help, made him think that it would be useless. "Qǐng..." he spoke weakly, turning his head to look at the woman. "Qǐng dài wǒ qù wǒ shūshu... Wǒ de shūshu..." he spoke to her. He was in a lot of pain, but if he could get the woman to take him to his Uncle, maybe his life could be saved. His Uncle worked for natural herbs and remedies. His business allowed those with pained muscles to go and relax. Like a massage parlour, but a old fashioned one.
Forcing himself to move his wounded arm, he reached into his pocket, pulling out the paper that had his Uncle's address written on it. He hissed in pain, the look of hurt on his face. Pulling the paper out, he forced his blood covered hand out to the woman, slipping the paper into her hand. "Wǒ de shūshu... My Uncle... Bao-Zhi.. Take me there..." he managed to say. "Take me to Uncle Bao-Zhi... Bùrán wǒ huì sǐ de.. Or I will die..." he was pleading now. He needed help. Nobody would be around at this time of day, only his Uncle would be able to help. Unless he is taken to Bao-Zhi, his Uncle, will he even have a chance at surviving.
Forcing himself to move his wounded arm, he reached into his pocket, pulling out the paper that had his Uncle's address written on it. He hissed in pain, the look of hurt on his face. Pulling the paper out, he forced his blood covered hand out to the woman, slipping the paper into her hand. "Wǒ de shūshu... My Uncle... Bao-Zhi.. Take me there..." he managed to say. "Take me to Uncle Bao-Zhi... Bùrán wǒ huì sǐ de.. Or I will die..." he was pleading now. He needed help. Nobody would be around at this time of day, only his Uncle would be able to help. Unless he is taken to Bao-Zhi, his Uncle, will he even have a chance at surviving.
Xiao Lu had been lying there for a while now, the cold biting at his skin. He was breathing quietly as he lied there, trying to calm his body down from the frightful attack from earlier. The pain hurt a lot, but he wasn't going to fall for it's tricks, he wasn't going to play Death's game. The blood trickled down his skin, soaking under his clothes. He should have just stayed back in Taipei, where he wouldn't get jumped and practically be left here to die. Well, he thought he was going to die that is. Xiao Lu heard the sound of footsteps coming this way. I'm going to die, I know I am. Death is playing me hard right now... he thought. Knowing this much was enough to understand that his life would be difficult to haggle alone. Soon enough, he felt someone trip over him, to which he groaned a bit.
He could hear the person trying to speak to him, he could feel hands shaking his arm. He sucked in some air, a hiss escaped him from the pain in his shoulder. "Tíngzhǐ, qǐng..." he breathed, reaching out his other hand to rest them on the person, a woman by the sound of it. Slowly, Xiao Lu used what strength he had left, forcing himself to get up only on hands and knees. The knives in his shoulder and leg affected him greatly, and the one in his side only made it a bit worse. Breathing heavily, he slowly crawled on hands and knees, the blood on his hands leaving handprints as he made it into the lighter part of the alley. Soon enough, he could be seen.
With sweat and blood mingling together on his skin, he turned his head slowly to look at the person who had found him. Clearly she could see the damage. Blood soaked clothes, blood dripping and covering his hands. 3 knives impaled in his shoulder, side and leg as if someone had thrown them from behind. He was about to say something, opening his mouth to speak "Qǐng..." before falling over, passed out from the blood loss and the surprise attack.
He could hear the person trying to speak to him, he could feel hands shaking his arm. He sucked in some air, a hiss escaped him from the pain in his shoulder. "Tíngzhǐ, qǐng..." he breathed, reaching out his other hand to rest them on the person, a woman by the sound of it. Slowly, Xiao Lu used what strength he had left, forcing himself to get up only on hands and knees. The knives in his shoulder and leg affected him greatly, and the one in his side only made it a bit worse. Breathing heavily, he slowly crawled on hands and knees, the blood on his hands leaving handprints as he made it into the lighter part of the alley. Soon enough, he could be seen.
With sweat and blood mingling together on his skin, he turned his head slowly to look at the person who had found him. Clearly she could see the damage. Blood soaked clothes, blood dripping and covering his hands. 3 knives impaled in his shoulder, side and leg as if someone had thrown them from behind. He was about to say something, opening his mouth to speak "Qǐng..." before falling over, passed out from the blood loss and the surprise attack.
Name: Xiao Lu (Literally means "Little Deer" in Taiwanese)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Caring, Shy, Clumsy, Colorful
Appearance:
Bio: Born and raised in Taipei, Taiwan, Xiao Lu was a guy who looked and acted bright. He was a very interesting young man as well. One who liked to wear bright colors and things that never matched or only just to show his creative side. Xiao Lu was raised by his Grandmother since he was 7, his parents tragically died in a accident involving a train. Xiao Lu was also in that accident, receiving many blunt force hits from the train, and being blind in his left eye.This caused Xiao Lu to obtain Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). Ever since then, being raised by his Grandmother, he developed a kind personality where he was always cheery and happy. He got good grades in school and drew up to be a wonderful young man with high energy and spirits. During his time coming to the U.S. to open up possibilities in his life, he got jumped in a alleyway and was beaten half to death, only to be found by a young woman.
Extra: Speaks English and Mandarin, PTSD, Likes to Sing, Blind in his Left eye (Cloud Over)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Caring, Shy, Clumsy, Colorful
Appearance:
Bio: Born and raised in Taipei, Taiwan, Xiao Lu was a guy who looked and acted bright. He was a very interesting young man as well. One who liked to wear bright colors and things that never matched or only just to show his creative side. Xiao Lu was raised by his Grandmother since he was 7, his parents tragically died in a accident involving a train. Xiao Lu was also in that accident, receiving many blunt force hits from the train, and being blind in his left eye.This caused Xiao Lu to obtain Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). Ever since then, being raised by his Grandmother, he developed a kind personality where he was always cheery and happy. He got good grades in school and drew up to be a wonderful young man with high energy and spirits. During his time coming to the U.S. to open up possibilities in his life, he got jumped in a alleyway and was beaten half to death, only to be found by a young woman.
Extra: Speaks English and Mandarin, PTSD, Likes to Sing, Blind in his Left eye (Cloud Over)
Xiao Lu was walking the streets that night, feeling the nice cool weather at night was always nice. He had a smile on his face as he did, wearing rather colorful clothing. They never matched, and were always weird to look at but hey, it was America; you're on the soil of the Land of the Free! He adjusted his glasses a bit as he walked, following the streetlamps nice glow. He had only just come to America today, and hoping that everything would be nice as he had heard. Well, it's what he hoped for, right? Well, things could have gone better. His flight over here was a little off with being surrounded by annoying people. The plane even had Turbulence once or twice over here, but it was fine. Sighing heavily, Xiao Lu walked calmly down the street. He was suppose to go see his Uncle at this time, and he was already late. Oh, which way is it? he thought, looking at a paper that his Uncle had given him before when he was back in Taiwan. Stopping under a streetlamp to read it, it was frustrating a little since only coming to the U.S. and having some trouble reading the English here. Deciding to take a detour route, he walked through an alley, since his Uncle said it was a fast route. That of course, was true, but it was also a dangerous one.
Only a minute of walking in was he soon being followed. 3 men behind him were following him. This was not a good sign the moment he saw them, they walked quicker. In a second's flash he was pinned against the wall of a nearby building. They started taking things from his pockets, everything he had. They would beat him by punching and kicking him and throwing him on the ground. Xiao Lu put his hands in front of him as it to surrender but they kept at it. Trying to fight them, he was pushed back down with a hand around his neck, feeling him constricting him. Holding him down and cutting him like he were some science experiment or a toy. But Xiao Lu still struggled, even managing to kick the guy off of him and try to get away. Scrambling to his feet and taking off, the guy who had been pushed off stood up, aiming carefully and threw his knife as if it were a Kunai, hitting Xiao Lu right in the back of the shoulder. The other two guys threw theirs as well. One got him in his left side, and the other made it in the back of his right leg. He went down instantly. Only then did they hear the sounds of Cop sirens did they run off. Xiao Lu was hidden well in the shadows, so it was hard to find him. Though, you would only be able to see a bloody hand in the glow of the streetlamp.
Only a minute of walking in was he soon being followed. 3 men behind him were following him. This was not a good sign the moment he saw them, they walked quicker. In a second's flash he was pinned against the wall of a nearby building. They started taking things from his pockets, everything he had. They would beat him by punching and kicking him and throwing him on the ground. Xiao Lu put his hands in front of him as it to surrender but they kept at it. Trying to fight them, he was pushed back down with a hand around his neck, feeling him constricting him. Holding him down and cutting him like he were some science experiment or a toy. But Xiao Lu still struggled, even managing to kick the guy off of him and try to get away. Scrambling to his feet and taking off, the guy who had been pushed off stood up, aiming carefully and threw his knife as if it were a Kunai, hitting Xiao Lu right in the back of the shoulder. The other two guys threw theirs as well. One got him in his left side, and the other made it in the back of his right leg. He went down instantly. Only then did they hear the sounds of Cop sirens did they run off. Xiao Lu was hidden well in the shadows, so it was hard to find him. Though, you would only be able to see a bloody hand in the glow of the streetlamp.
Name: Liniwa (Means Bison)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Full of Curiosity and Caution, Liniwa is a individual who tends to break a lot of rules, or one in particular. He puts his knowledge to good use and tries to find ways around him getting in trouble. As well as being curious, he can also be shy and afraid. But once you get to know him, he's a somewhat nice guy who protects those he cares about. Sometimes he's a bit clumsy but he knows what he's doing, sometimes.
Appearance:
Wears buckskin shirt, pants and Moccassins. Carries a leather Medicine Bag that he stores precious jewelry and anything he can use for medicine.
Bio: Born and raised by his loving father and mother that were in the Tribe. His father was the man that was speaking to the Chief at one point, and during that time, left the tribe and his family behind. His mother raised him for a good 3 years until she fell ill. Passing away when Liniwa was 5, he was soon raised by the Chief himself, though he doesn't consider him his father. He liked to hang out with the Elders and learn about Medicine. He was also into making Jewelry and carving. He had grown up into a healthy, young man who works hard. Though he does have his fair share of disobedience, running off to hang out near the Border where he watches the Wasichu and try to understand their way of life and why the Chief doesn't approve of it and remains on protecting the Tribal land.
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Full of Curiosity and Caution, Liniwa is a individual who tends to break a lot of rules, or one in particular. He puts his knowledge to good use and tries to find ways around him getting in trouble. As well as being curious, he can also be shy and afraid. But once you get to know him, he's a somewhat nice guy who protects those he cares about. Sometimes he's a bit clumsy but he knows what he's doing, sometimes.
Appearance:
Wears buckskin shirt, pants and Moccassins. Carries a leather Medicine Bag that he stores precious jewelry and anything he can use for medicine.
Bio: Born and raised by his loving father and mother that were in the Tribe. His father was the man that was speaking to the Chief at one point, and during that time, left the tribe and his family behind. His mother raised him for a good 3 years until she fell ill. Passing away when Liniwa was 5, he was soon raised by the Chief himself, though he doesn't consider him his father. He liked to hang out with the Elders and learn about Medicine. He was also into making Jewelry and carving. He had grown up into a healthy, young man who works hard. Though he does have his fair share of disobedience, running off to hang out near the Border where he watches the Wasichu and try to understand their way of life and why the Chief doesn't approve of it and remains on protecting the Tribal land.
It was December 5th, a chilly morning. The trees lost their leaves and are dormant, the animals in hibernation. The sun hiding behind the mountains, making this a rather cold day even if the sun were to shine. Trudging through the snow alone, sneaking past the sleeping camp, Liniwa was making his way to his usual place. Clothed in a buckskin longsleeved shirt and pants, his Moccasins sinking in the crunching snow. He held his medicine bag close to him as he trudged on up a hill. Wearing a beautiful turquoise necklace that he made. There were turquoise beads that wrapped around the string-thread like material, and hanging in the middle of it was a wooden bison carved beautifully, practically as if a wood carver made it himself upon years and years of work. Such fine detail that only the human eye could see. Upon making his climb up the hill that he did almost everyday, he always thought of why Chief HawkFeather didn't like the Wasichu. Sure, they took land when they wanted to, but then again, they were living in a world of mechanics, not knowing that the gases their machines gave off hurt Mother Earth. That much, Liniwa knew.
He finally made it up to the top of the hill, hidden perfectly by the dormant trees. Upon reaching the top, he saw the chain link fence. He had made it. Going over to a tree, he looked under a hole near the tree's roots where he stashed small blocks of wood. Taking one, he went to go sit back down under one of the other trees. Sighing heavily, he took his bag off and set it down next to him. Then, he took his knife from his side and looked at the block, thinking of what he wanted to do, then when he got the idea, started to carve it.
The sounds of laughter and little kids filled his ears. Lifting his head, he looked to see the Elementary kids were out, playing and enjoying the snow. Liniwa, couldn't help but smile a bit. Kids were joyful, especially the Wasichu since they didn't know much about the world. You could easily teach them anything. Liniwa, always tried to teach them his side, the tribe's side. Hoping that maybe when the kids grew up, that they could help them and not the Wasichu. Course, they had their fair share of freedom. They may just receive knowledge and not help at all. But it was alright, because Liniwa liked to sit there and watch for hours. Soon enough though, when the kids had left back into their building to learn classes, the College next to them would show their students. Wasichu. But Liniwa was never noticed, so it was fine with him on where he was at.
Looking down at his carving now, he saw that it was going well. he got a basic shape of a wolf howling. Smiling a bit, he started to carve some more with his knife, being careful with each stroke. He was making this for one of the Wasichu kids in the Elementary. One of the kids that adored and loved to learn about him. And he knew he could trust the kid because he was the one that always came first to him, eager and happy. That image never left Liniwa's mind. Lifting up his head, he watched the College students linger around and talk.
He finally made it up to the top of the hill, hidden perfectly by the dormant trees. Upon reaching the top, he saw the chain link fence. He had made it. Going over to a tree, he looked under a hole near the tree's roots where he stashed small blocks of wood. Taking one, he went to go sit back down under one of the other trees. Sighing heavily, he took his bag off and set it down next to him. Then, he took his knife from his side and looked at the block, thinking of what he wanted to do, then when he got the idea, started to carve it.
The sounds of laughter and little kids filled his ears. Lifting his head, he looked to see the Elementary kids were out, playing and enjoying the snow. Liniwa, couldn't help but smile a bit. Kids were joyful, especially the Wasichu since they didn't know much about the world. You could easily teach them anything. Liniwa, always tried to teach them his side, the tribe's side. Hoping that maybe when the kids grew up, that they could help them and not the Wasichu. Course, they had their fair share of freedom. They may just receive knowledge and not help at all. But it was alright, because Liniwa liked to sit there and watch for hours. Soon enough though, when the kids had left back into their building to learn classes, the College next to them would show their students. Wasichu. But Liniwa was never noticed, so it was fine with him on where he was at.
Looking down at his carving now, he saw that it was going well. he got a basic shape of a wolf howling. Smiling a bit, he started to carve some more with his knife, being careful with each stroke. He was making this for one of the Wasichu kids in the Elementary. One of the kids that adored and loved to learn about him. And he knew he could trust the kid because he was the one that always came first to him, eager and happy. That image never left Liniwa's mind. Lifting up his head, he watched the College students linger around and talk.
Just wanting to try this rp here as I had attempted it on another forum however we didn't get very far due to the person backing out. Hopefully here is a better place for it.
**This will include a portion of the story so you understand the plot better**
"Listen to me, very... carefully" he said, staring at him with cold, piercing blue eyes. "We cannot leave this-" The man interrupted him, "You are responsible for keeping order in the camp. For the Tribe." The Chief stared down the man who was calmly asking for the tribe to be moved. "Chief, please... Think about this very carefully. There is food, plenty there, and Shelter." "But there is no Protection. They plan to wipe out this land that belongs to us. This family, this tribe, has fought for it for 50 years." The Chief sighed, "We cannot leave this place." The man stood there, and without saying anything more, left. The Chief was a stubborn one, and would not allow the risk of moving the Tribe at the cost of the land that was fought by his family and tribe for over 50 years be taken away. It just wouldn't happen.
20 Years later...
"Liniwa, you must stay away from the Wasichu. Never cross their border, understand" the Chief spoke. The rule told to him more than a hundred times. He always broke that rule. He was curious, wanted to understand why Wasichu were hated by the Tribe. The tribal land was separated by a chainlink fence at least 7 feet high and stretched as far as the eye could see. Over that fence was a College, next to it was an Elementary school. Liniwa watched the older Wasichu and how they interacted. As for the younger Wasichu, he learned from them. English mainly, as well as other things. So you could say his knowledge was of an Elementary Student. But he was also one who had to keep out of sight. Course it didn't bother him much since nobody ever came near the fence, or even looked in the direction. The Wasichu were surely told to stay away. It made Liniwa feel like a caged animal, one who wanted to explore and be free. Then again, he did have freedom, just not on the other side of that fence, as he was forbidden. The Wasichu would take him, lock him away of some sort. So he often sat alone, watching them pass by. His eyes however, always stayed glued to one Wasichu in particular, and she was beautiful in his eyes.
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Plot: Liniwa is of a Native American/Indian tribe that has a strict rule that prohibits being close to or near Wasichu (taker for the fat or greedy one/White) and also prevents him from crossing the 'border' that separates them. The tribe fought for the land for over 70 years and plan to keep it and refuse to move. He was told that the Wasichu were dangerous, and to stay away. But one girl caught his eye. What happens when he becomes curious and befriends her, breaking the rules and thrown on a wild and crazy journey that could hinder both their people?
My character:
Name: Liniwa (Means Bison)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Full of Curiosity and Caution, Liniwa is a individual who tends to break a lot of rules, or one in particular. He puts his knowledge to good use and tries to find ways around him getting in trouble. As well as being curious, he can also be shy and afraid. But once you get to know him, he's a somewhat nice guy who protects those he cares about. Sometimes he's a bit clumsy but he knows what he's doing, sometimes.
Appearance:
Wears buckskin shirt, pants and Moccassins. Carries a leather Medicine Bag that he stores precious jewelry and anything he can use for medicine.
Bio: Born and raised by his loving father and mother that were in the Tribe. His father was the man that was speaking to the Chief at one point, and during that time, left the tribe and his family behind. His mother raised him for a good 3 years until she fell ill. Passing away when Liniwa was 5, he was soon raised by the Chief himself, though he doesn't consider him his father. He liked to hang out with the Elders and learn about Medicine. He was also into making Jewelry and carving. He had grown up into a healthy, young man who works hard. Though he does have his fair share of disobedience, running off to hang out near the Border where he watches the Wasichu and try to understand their way of life and why the Chief doesn't approve of it and remains on protecting the Tribal land.
**This will include a portion of the story so you understand the plot better**
"Listen to me, very... carefully" he said, staring at him with cold, piercing blue eyes. "We cannot leave this-" The man interrupted him, "You are responsible for keeping order in the camp. For the Tribe." The Chief stared down the man who was calmly asking for the tribe to be moved. "Chief, please... Think about this very carefully. There is food, plenty there, and Shelter." "But there is no Protection. They plan to wipe out this land that belongs to us. This family, this tribe, has fought for it for 50 years." The Chief sighed, "We cannot leave this place." The man stood there, and without saying anything more, left. The Chief was a stubborn one, and would not allow the risk of moving the Tribe at the cost of the land that was fought by his family and tribe for over 50 years be taken away. It just wouldn't happen.
20 Years later...
"Liniwa, you must stay away from the Wasichu. Never cross their border, understand" the Chief spoke. The rule told to him more than a hundred times. He always broke that rule. He was curious, wanted to understand why Wasichu were hated by the Tribe. The tribal land was separated by a chainlink fence at least 7 feet high and stretched as far as the eye could see. Over that fence was a College, next to it was an Elementary school. Liniwa watched the older Wasichu and how they interacted. As for the younger Wasichu, he learned from them. English mainly, as well as other things. So you could say his knowledge was of an Elementary Student. But he was also one who had to keep out of sight. Course it didn't bother him much since nobody ever came near the fence, or even looked in the direction. The Wasichu were surely told to stay away. It made Liniwa feel like a caged animal, one who wanted to explore and be free. Then again, he did have freedom, just not on the other side of that fence, as he was forbidden. The Wasichu would take him, lock him away of some sort. So he often sat alone, watching them pass by. His eyes however, always stayed glued to one Wasichu in particular, and she was beautiful in his eyes.
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Plot: Liniwa is of a Native American/Indian tribe that has a strict rule that prohibits being close to or near Wasichu (taker for the fat or greedy one/White) and also prevents him from crossing the 'border' that separates them. The tribe fought for the land for over 70 years and plan to keep it and refuse to move. He was told that the Wasichu were dangerous, and to stay away. But one girl caught his eye. What happens when he becomes curious and befriends her, breaking the rules and thrown on a wild and crazy journey that could hinder both their people?
My character:
Name: Liniwa (Means Bison)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Full of Curiosity and Caution, Liniwa is a individual who tends to break a lot of rules, or one in particular. He puts his knowledge to good use and tries to find ways around him getting in trouble. As well as being curious, he can also be shy and afraid. But once you get to know him, he's a somewhat nice guy who protects those he cares about. Sometimes he's a bit clumsy but he knows what he's doing, sometimes.
Appearance:
Wears buckskin shirt, pants and Moccassins. Carries a leather Medicine Bag that he stores precious jewelry and anything he can use for medicine.
Bio: Born and raised by his loving father and mother that were in the Tribe. His father was the man that was speaking to the Chief at one point, and during that time, left the tribe and his family behind. His mother raised him for a good 3 years until she fell ill. Passing away when Liniwa was 5, he was soon raised by the Chief himself, though he doesn't consider him his father. He liked to hang out with the Elders and learn about Medicine. He was also into making Jewelry and carving. He had grown up into a healthy, young man who works hard. Though he does have his fair share of disobedience, running off to hang out near the Border where he watches the Wasichu and try to understand their way of life and why the Chief doesn't approve of it and remains on protecting the Tribal land.
A young woman who works at a Advertising company and her coworkers treat her like family, and despite being the youngest (23) is also babied a lot. Her and her coworkers are close too. But what happens when she finds a young man (25) beaten half to death in an alley, allows him to stay at her place till he is fully recovered and able to stabilize himself, and later starts to fall for him? Will she be able to keep it a secret from her coworkers, or will things get out of hand?
What I am looking for:
-Someone to play the young woman (I am choosing to play the guy)
-We can always come up with interesting ideas to make the rp more fun
-Someone who is willing to write detailed paragraph responses
-Active on the site (Able to respond at least once or twice a day)
Here is my character if you decide to do the rp with me:
Name: Xiao Lu (Literally means "Little Deer" in Taiwanese)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Caring, Shy, Clumsy, Colorful
Appearance:
Bio: Born and raised in Taipei, Taiwan, Xiao Lu was a guy who looked and acted bright. He was a very interesting young man as well. One who liked to wear bright colors and things that never matched or only just to show his creative side. Xiao Lu was raised by his Grandmother since he was 7, his parents tragically died in a accident involving a train. Xiao Lu was also in that accident, receiving many blunt force hits from the train, and being blind in his left eye.This caused Xiao Lu to obtain Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). Ever since then, being raised by his Grandmother, he developed a kind personality where he was always cheery and happy. He got good grades in school and drew up to be a wonderful young man with high energy and spirits. During his time coming to the U.S. to open up possibilities in his life, he got jumped in a alleyway and was beaten half to death, only to be found by a young woman.
Extra: Speaks English and Mandarin, PTSD, Likes to Sing, Blind in his Left eye (Cloud Over)
What I am looking for:
-Someone to play the young woman (I am choosing to play the guy)
-We can always come up with interesting ideas to make the rp more fun
-Someone who is willing to write detailed paragraph responses
-Active on the site (Able to respond at least once or twice a day)
Here is my character if you decide to do the rp with me:
Name: Xiao Lu (Literally means "Little Deer" in Taiwanese)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Caring, Shy, Clumsy, Colorful
Appearance:
Bio: Born and raised in Taipei, Taiwan, Xiao Lu was a guy who looked and acted bright. He was a very interesting young man as well. One who liked to wear bright colors and things that never matched or only just to show his creative side. Xiao Lu was raised by his Grandmother since he was 7, his parents tragically died in a accident involving a train. Xiao Lu was also in that accident, receiving many blunt force hits from the train, and being blind in his left eye.This caused Xiao Lu to obtain Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). Ever since then, being raised by his Grandmother, he developed a kind personality where he was always cheery and happy. He got good grades in school and drew up to be a wonderful young man with high energy and spirits. During his time coming to the U.S. to open up possibilities in his life, he got jumped in a alleyway and was beaten half to death, only to be found by a young woman.
Extra: Speaks English and Mandarin, PTSD, Likes to Sing, Blind in his Left eye (Cloud Over)
Life is to be cherished and loved. Those who seek out happiness for themselves will soon come to share it with others. sometimes it's hard to do that, but if you have determination then anything is possible. Then, new opportunities open up and you have many choices and chances to pick from. Each it's own story.
24 year old Eric Kim, came from Tongyeong, South Korea and moved to California. Trying to get use to the new environment and wanting to pursue a chance in Photography. He is battling Stage 3 Cancer in his heart. all the while he undergoes treatment, Eric spends his time taking photos and enjoying the brighter side of life. One night, he meets a girl who is different than him, she's healthy while he is not. He finds her one night getting ganged up on by a group of gang members to which he manages to chase off. The two get along and become friends, though she doesn't know of his Cancer or treatment. She later finds out, and helps him along his journey of finding the happier side of life and his dream as a Professional Photographer. But time will tell for Eric.
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If you are interested, then please comment below and I will get to you soon. :)
24 year old Eric Kim, came from Tongyeong, South Korea and moved to California. Trying to get use to the new environment and wanting to pursue a chance in Photography. He is battling Stage 3 Cancer in his heart. all the while he undergoes treatment, Eric spends his time taking photos and enjoying the brighter side of life. One night, he meets a girl who is different than him, she's healthy while he is not. He finds her one night getting ganged up on by a group of gang members to which he manages to chase off. The two get along and become friends, though she doesn't know of his Cancer or treatment. She later finds out, and helps him along his journey of finding the happier side of life and his dream as a Professional Photographer. But time will tell for Eric.
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If you are interested, then please comment below and I will get to you soon. :)
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