Somewhere within the heart of Ba Sing Se, a gathering was taking place. The Order of the White Lotus, a group as elusive as the Avatar himself, was growing restless. The absence of the Avatar alongside the increasing number of fabricated benders were ill signs that threatened the balance of the world in ways unprecedented.
"We must intervene at once. This waiting's done nothing for us. We're still one Avatar short and our numbers dwindle while theirs grow!" The cracked, but severe voice of an elderly lady stated. Of course, she meant benders who had a natural affinity for elements when she said "our' and referred scornfully to those who achieved bending through artificial means by "theirs".
In the obscure room, lit dimly by an old tv screen, the Order sighed internally in unison. The situation seemed desperate and while they couldn't patrol the world looking for an Avatar that seemed to have disappeared for good due to more pressing matters, like trying to convince the authorities that the experiments Kaito and Jirou were doing were not only dangerous, but also of a suspicious nature, in spite of the inventors' arguments to support their cause, they did have agents who could take on the job for them. The old lady opened her lips again but was distracted by a sudden blink from the tv. The gathering was bathed in darkness for a second before the tv turned on again, displaying a pompous "Breaking News" banner in front of which stood no one other than Kaito himself, a wide grin spread on his mug.
"Good people of Republic City!" he stated sanctimoniously "I know these seem like dark times with crime, civil wars and other internal conflicts on the rise, I know you have all lost a lot, as did we and that there seems to be little hope in the world. But what I want to talk to you about this late afternoon is not hopelessness, I do not mean to remind you of things that haunt you every day of your existence. What I want you to do is listen. And leave all that worry behind, because what I am going to tell you now may well change your life for decades to come. Ladies and gentlemen, we've had our differences in the past, but today, I'm bringing you the ultimate proof that the work we do at BendCorp has your best interest at the core of it at all times. I give you, your new Avatar!" Kaito moved to the side, to reveal a shadowed silhouette behind a thin curtain. A pause, followed by reluctant gasps and then the crowd exploding in thunderous applause, all at the same time while the camera spanned over them to show their exultation. And then, just as suddenly as they had started, the waves of applause died down and Kaito continued his speech. "This has been our real purpose all along. And now that we have managed to stabilize our devices, we can work towards training this one incredibly talented person whom we will reveal when the time is right, to become your new Avatar and change the world forever! And now,a little demonstration."
The figure walked into the light, its face covered by a mask, the distinctive BendCorp device shining eerily on its head. The crowd fell silent once more as the figure took a moment in the middle of the scene and then produced flames, water and a powerful gust of air consecutively and then stopped with a ceremonious bow. The so-called Avatar lingered in the middle of the stage for a quick moment before retiring gracefully. Kaito's grin grew wider. "Ladies and gents, I hope this proves that we are only focused on your protection and that the idea of us or our work being harmful to you or your loved ones, is completely out of the question! I thank you for coming here today. Until next time!"
And with that the broadcast was over. In the small room, the ones gathered watched on with hollow eyes. The female voice broke the stillness once again.
"Send for Tulunak. This is a state of emergency."
[b]"I see you still hang out in the fanciest of places." a heavy, male voice came from behind Tulunak. "But the information I am about to pass to you requires a less.... echo-y place." The voice went on, with a hint of amusement in its tone this time around. Terence was the oldest among the agents of the Order and whenever he was sent off with information, odds were that the Order was facing some sort of despair.
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Guys, I just want to let you know Mark and I won't be able to post during workdays, so please bear with us! I promise there will be tasty plot twists if you stick around! I'll make it worth your while :>
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The breeze was more than welcome and Frejya found a second to compose herself in between being reinvigorated by the wind and it going away. However, she jumped with surprise when the man addressed her and mentioned her bending. She chuckled and shrugged letting out a nervous "Uh, well, y'know...", unsure of whether she should still be on her guard or not, although there was nothing in the man's posture (or strange clothing, for that matter) that gave away any peculiar intentions. But still, in Republic City everything was possible.
She relaxed a bit more as he introduced himself politely, a feature that eluded most residents of Republic City, especially those of her generation and she commented with an 'oh' as the young man revealed his original whereabouts. A monk, no less and in a place like that... She gulped and her expression turned from focused and calm to guilty within moments as he referred to her as a waterbender. Averting her gaze, she confessed inarticulately: "Uh, I'm not...actually...a waterbender. I mean, I bend water, sure, but I'm not really a waterbender. Truth is, we... haven't exactly seen benders around in a long time. Not the real kind, at least." Frejya continued, her eyes, well, one good eye, finally making contact with the glider. Her jaw dropped and she pointed at the contraption with the excitement and astonishment of a five year old "Are you... by any chance, a bender? An airbender?"
She relaxed a bit more as he introduced himself politely, a feature that eluded most residents of Republic City, especially those of her generation and she commented with an 'oh' as the young man revealed his original whereabouts. A monk, no less and in a place like that... She gulped and her expression turned from focused and calm to guilty within moments as he referred to her as a waterbender. Averting her gaze, she confessed inarticulately: "Uh, I'm not...actually...a waterbender. I mean, I bend water, sure, but I'm not really a waterbender. Truth is, we... haven't exactly seen benders around in a long time. Not the real kind, at least." Frejya continued, her eyes, well, one good eye, finally making contact with the glider. Her jaw dropped and she pointed at the contraption with the excitement and astonishment of a five year old "Are you... by any chance, a bender? An airbender?"
"You haven't been yourself today." Frejya rolled her eyes and threw away the empty can of soda, the fourth in as many hours. "Just a little stress. Bit of a migraine." She said curtly. "I'll be fine. Say, it's weird... an entire day of work and not a sign of doctor Tulunak." She echoed, mostly to herself as she looked once more around the hallways as though to make sure what she was saying was true. She admired the man and his work and aspired to be as capable in the field as he was someday. However, the day had been extremely hard on her, she had barely managed to keep her head above water and it was all because of that blasted headache. At least she wasn't on call today. She smiled to her colleague before she took off, deciding to walk rather than grab a cab. She hoped the fresh air would be able to help her clear her mind.
As her steps drew her a couple of blocks away from the hospital and less than halfway to her home, Frejya was distracted by the sound of footsteps and snickering from behind. She huffed as she came to a halt, looked from side to side and dashed into a narrow alleyway between two buildings. She searched through her purse and grabbed the device, taking in a deep breath before fastening it onto her skull, not a second too soon. The crooks were right in front of her the moment she was hooked to the apparatus. "Nice hiding spot, love. We'll take your belongings now." A squeaky voice informed her as the figure it came from drew a gun and held it where she could see it, obviously to intimidate her.
"I don't think so." Frejya replied, moving her arms in the air delicately, stirring the waters in the sewer below. "And I'm not in the mood to give you a chance to run." She added before water broke out through the manhole behind the crooks and hit them squarely in the back, before scooping them up and throwing them sideways only to pick them up again and throw them even further until, screaming for her to stop, the assailants had had enough. More out of exhaustion than good will, Frejya released her grip on them and watched them run as she leaned against the wall, panting, her eyes shut to block the headache. She counted to ten, then twenty, then thirty before convincing her limbs to move and unhook her from the device. "Blasted thing..." She whispered, still panting, attempting to get herself moving once again unsuccessfully.
As her steps drew her a couple of blocks away from the hospital and less than halfway to her home, Frejya was distracted by the sound of footsteps and snickering from behind. She huffed as she came to a halt, looked from side to side and dashed into a narrow alleyway between two buildings. She searched through her purse and grabbed the device, taking in a deep breath before fastening it onto her skull, not a second too soon. The crooks were right in front of her the moment she was hooked to the apparatus. "Nice hiding spot, love. We'll take your belongings now." A squeaky voice informed her as the figure it came from drew a gun and held it where she could see it, obviously to intimidate her.
"I don't think so." Frejya replied, moving her arms in the air delicately, stirring the waters in the sewer below. "And I'm not in the mood to give you a chance to run." She added before water broke out through the manhole behind the crooks and hit them squarely in the back, before scooping them up and throwing them sideways only to pick them up again and throw them even further until, screaming for her to stop, the assailants had had enough. More out of exhaustion than good will, Frejya released her grip on them and watched them run as she leaned against the wall, panting, her eyes shut to block the headache. She counted to ten, then twenty, then thirty before convincing her limbs to move and unhook her from the device. "Blasted thing..." She whispered, still panting, attempting to get herself moving once again unsuccessfully.
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A strike. Right in front of the medical school. Another strike. Blocking the road to the hospital where she interned. Frejya sighed. It had all become part of the routine - the rioting, the collateral victims, everything. It was all part of quotidian life these days and she didn't know whether to feel sad or enraged anymore. One thing was certain, however - she was powerless. And the one person who could do anything about this chaotic situation had become a little more than a legend, something of the past. How long had it been since she last saw a bender, an actual bender? Too long, perhaps. She found herself worrying about it most days, worrying about actual benders still being out there, worrying about the Avatar not returning, about their situation going from bad to worse and the way things looked - that was very likely indeed.
Freyja! A voice called to her from down the hall. She grabbed her bottle of water from the vending machine, realizing she had taken more than ten minutes to make her pick and walked away. I'm sorry. Rounds start yet? She asked, absently. Upon receiving a positive reply, she rushed down the hall, the buzzing of the tv broadcasting news of riots sticking to her like glue.
Freyja! A voice called to her from down the hall. She grabbed her bottle of water from the vending machine, realizing she had taken more than ten minutes to make her pick and walked away. I'm sorry. Rounds start yet? She asked, absently. Upon receiving a positive reply, she rushed down the hall, the buzzing of the tv broadcasting news of riots sticking to her like glue.
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Welcome to Avatar: Mists of time. This is a mainly independent story, set sometime after The legend of Korra.
The plot is flexible and new ideas are more than welcome;
The relationship to the original series is to be treated as guidelines and can be strayed from if it benefits our story;
All RPG rules apply;
Solid paragraphs are expected;
Your character may be related to original characters;
Locations from previous series may be used as your character's origin;
Use a picture to indicate your character's appearance;
The Avatar will be decided IC or upon voting.
Synopsis
The United Republic of Nations, scarred by its constant inner political turmoil generated by several inexplicable generations without an Avatar, had brought itself on the verge of destruction once again. With corruption and crookedness spurring everywhere, the people of the Republic are becoming increasingly impatient with bending and non-bending politicians alike. The law is dwindling in front of aggressive rebellions that rise stronger and stronger every time. Secret organizations, operating in the dark, are spreading propaganda creating more imbalance than ever. In all of this ruckus, there is one particular figure that stands out the most: Kaito, an ambitious earth-bender who claims to have discovered the secret to conquering all elements and to be able to teach it to anyone willing to learn through the means of advanced technology.
Kaito, teamed up with former child prodigy, Jirou (now an infamous scientist) has been running experiments on benders, analysing the course and levels of energy through the body when bending and attempting to mimic them artificially. The results, though successful, cause extreme mental-physical disparity in subjects usually leading to them alienating or exhausting themselves to the point of no return. This artificial bending of the elements is achieved through special equipment in the shape of a headpiece meant to supercharge the human brain. Needless to say, it is unstable and cannot replicate the Avatar state by any means, which is the ultimate purpose for both Kaito and Jirou in an age where the Avatar gene seems to have gone extinct.
Kaito and Jirou, although branding themselves as apolitical are quite obviously the one real power in Republic City, now a ruin of its former self, but while their intentions are held in high regards by most people, the Order of the White Lotus is nothing but sceptical. Moreover, they feel more pressured than ever to find the Avatar before the Republic finds a way to annihilate itself.
Characters
Benders (artificial or natural)
Frejya (waterbender)
Sepa (airbender)
Selene Slakmung (swampbender)
Alessandra Cesarino (earthbender)
Goivi (earthbender)
Non-benders (civilians, politicians, warriors, etc.)
The Order of the White Lotus (currently NPC, but applications for positions within the Order are welcome)
Tulunak Auroheck (waterbender)
My character(s)
Name
Frejya Yukimura
Age
25 years old
Location
Republic City
Type
She is a natural waterbender, but is unaware of it, so she starts out by using Kaito and Jirou's invention.
Element
Water
Occupation
Medical student
Personality
Frejya is a temperamental individual, although under regular circumstances she appears calm and composed. She is witty and talkative and has plenty of silly moments to her name that make her funny to remember. She may come across as arrogant and condescending sometimes, particularly when she feels like she is more knowledgeable than her peers, but can be persuaded to submit in front of superior wisdom. She is renowned for taking gut decisions that always hit the mark, although that doesn't always hold true, as exemplified by her scar which has left her partially blind, an incident that threatened to endanger her position as a medical student. Being the relentless creature she is, she saw a solution in the invention held in contempt by natural benders and decided to go for it. After years of practice and regular use of the device she developed a decent understanding of blood-bending that although useless in combat, proved to be her key to continuing her studies.
Additional Information
N/A
Welcome to Avatar: Mists of time. This is a mainly independent story, set sometime after The legend of Korra.
The plot is flexible and new ideas are more than welcome;
The relationship to the original series is to be treated as guidelines and can be strayed from if it benefits our story;
All RPG rules apply;
Solid paragraphs are expected;
Your character may be related to original characters;
Locations from previous series may be used as your character's origin;
Use a picture to indicate your character's appearance;
The Avatar will be decided IC or upon voting.
Synopsis
The United Republic of Nations, scarred by its constant inner political turmoil generated by several inexplicable generations without an Avatar, had brought itself on the verge of destruction once again. With corruption and crookedness spurring everywhere, the people of the Republic are becoming increasingly impatient with bending and non-bending politicians alike. The law is dwindling in front of aggressive rebellions that rise stronger and stronger every time. Secret organizations, operating in the dark, are spreading propaganda creating more imbalance than ever. In all of this ruckus, there is one particular figure that stands out the most: Kaito, an ambitious earth-bender who claims to have discovered the secret to conquering all elements and to be able to teach it to anyone willing to learn through the means of advanced technology.
Kaito, teamed up with former child prodigy, Jirou (now an infamous scientist) has been running experiments on benders, analysing the course and levels of energy through the body when bending and attempting to mimic them artificially. The results, though successful, cause extreme mental-physical disparity in subjects usually leading to them alienating or exhausting themselves to the point of no return. This artificial bending of the elements is achieved through special equipment in the shape of a headpiece meant to supercharge the human brain. Needless to say, it is unstable and cannot replicate the Avatar state by any means, which is the ultimate purpose for both Kaito and Jirou in an age where the Avatar gene seems to have gone extinct.
Kaito and Jirou, although branding themselves as apolitical are quite obviously the one real power in Republic City, now a ruin of its former self, but while their intentions are held in high regards by most people, the Order of the White Lotus is nothing but sceptical. Moreover, they feel more pressured than ever to find the Avatar before the Republic finds a way to annihilate itself.
Characters
Benders (artificial or natural)
Frejya (waterbender)
Sepa (airbender)
Selene Slakmung (swampbender)
Alessandra Cesarino (earthbender)
Goivi (earthbender)
Non-benders (civilians, politicians, warriors, etc.)
The Order of the White Lotus (currently NPC, but applications for positions within the Order are welcome)
Tulunak Auroheck (waterbender)
My character(s)
Name
Frejya Yukimura
Age
25 years old
Location
Republic City
Type
She is a natural waterbender, but is unaware of it, so she starts out by using Kaito and Jirou's invention.
Element
Water
Occupation
Medical student
Personality
Frejya is a temperamental individual, although under regular circumstances she appears calm and composed. She is witty and talkative and has plenty of silly moments to her name that make her funny to remember. She may come across as arrogant and condescending sometimes, particularly when she feels like she is more knowledgeable than her peers, but can be persuaded to submit in front of superior wisdom. She is renowned for taking gut decisions that always hit the mark, although that doesn't always hold true, as exemplified by her scar which has left her partially blind, an incident that threatened to endanger her position as a medical student. Being the relentless creature she is, she saw a solution in the invention held in contempt by natural benders and decided to go for it. After years of practice and regular use of the device she developed a decent understanding of blood-bending that although useless in combat, proved to be her key to continuing her studies.
Additional Information
N/A
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