Avatar of MapoTofu
  • Last Seen: 4 yrs ago
  • Joined: 4 yrs ago
  • Posts: 17 (0.01 / day)
  • VMs: 0
  • Username history
    1. MapoTofu 4 yrs ago

Status

User has no status, yet

Bio

Can you handle some spice? Want some mapo tofu?

Age: 26
Gender: Female

Most Recent Posts

Coding here is kinda weird, but it works and I really do like it. Though it is a learning curve, good lord jesus



"I can't change my past, I can't change what I've done, but for him, I'll change the person I am today."




Age:22
Birth Sign: Scorpio
Village: Fuzen
Handedness: Right Handed
Voice:Erica Lindbeck
Economic Status: Middle Class || She’s currently paying off The Table loans.
Likes: Izo, cold winters, the smell of cigarettes, silence and organization, coffee, chocolates, spicy foods, and starry skies
Dislikes: Anyone that threatens Izo peace, people who smoke, loudness and disorder, carrots and peas, anything overly sweet,


Personality:
Naomi used to be called an aimless adult. Usually not too passionate about anything or giving her all. Just enough to get by. Just enough to do what she needs to do. Nothing more or nothing less. She was the type to believe since life didn’t have any meaning, then what was the point of caring? Of war? Of politics? Of anything? She’s not a big player, but a piece that plays a role. Why fight it? She is kind of put off by people that come off too strong, but at the same time she doesn’t like people that are pushovers. Naomi is full of contradictions, but there is something underneath the cold indifferent personality. For Izo she is warm and caring, she’s overprotectiving and overbearing. She’s someone that has accepted her sins of the past, but still has a hopeful outlook on the future. For Izo, she is currently in the process of reinventing herself to be someone that he could possibly look up to one day.




"The system failed me, as it did for so many others, but I...I refuse to let him fall in the same trap I did..."
Naomi on ACNL




History:
Naomi was born in Fuzen and raised as an orphan for most of her life. She has no memories of her past and it doesn’t really bother her. Her parents probably died during the skirmish at the border, but at the same time if they just abandon her, it didn’t change the fact she was an orphan. She once dreamed of getting out of the warzone she called home, but it failed once the school she went to got caught in between a skirmish of her village small force and a powerful mercenary group. Standing in the rubble of what she staked most of her life on, it had finally clicked. That her past, present, and future wasn’t up to her. It was up to the bigger players. It was up to Fuzen, Suna, and Konoha. Things way bigger and more powerful than her. Powerful than she could ever be.

ACNL did a lot of good for kids all over the world, but for a select few, it made life worse. Without an education and paired with her young age, she could not get a job. Without a job, she could not eat nor could she afford a place to stay. At 12, she was homeless like many other kids that lost things due to the skirmish. There were not many options for street kids. Either steal to make a living or take a gamble on the many predatory relief groups that promised help. The endings could all possibly be the same, either in a body bag, or on the evening news. So, she did what any street kid did, and focused on survival. Whatever that meant, if the end game she survived to see tomorrow, it did not matter. Naomi would steal, scam, fight, bite, scratch, and maim if it meant that tomorrow, she would see the sunrise. The pure, almost animalistic drive to survive was what captured the eye of some older punks. They promised her that they would feed her, put her in some nice clothes, and made sure she would have a warm bed if she won.

Won at what? Underground fighting, a completely lawless land, but to her it was no different from the lawless land of the borders where she lived. The only differences are that people cheered when she beat somebody bloody and blue, and if she did not die, she would get whatever she wanted. The best tasting food, the warmest clothes, the prettiest things that a girl could wish of, if she survived, she could get it all. After a win, the punks that took her in would treat her as if she were family, and she did not want to lose that. She felt what warmth was, even if it was the same flames that burnt her, she did not want to let it go, so she continued to fight. She fought harder and desperately; she did not want to lose her place.

However, that desperate struggle was only just that, a desperate struggle. There were no thoughts behind her fist, no form, or reason. So, when it was placed against something that had those things, she was at a complete lost. The raging beast inside her that kept her alive was finally placed out of her misery. During a fight, her left arm was shatter and her left eye was lost. The found family that had quickly gave her warmth, was almost quicker to throw her out when they realized they could not heal her. Naomi was thrown out into the streets to die, blinded and crippled, and she resigned to that death. However, a white-haired beauty walked up to her and claimed that she loved her. That she had fallen for her when she was fighting.

“If you promise to stay with me, I’ll give it back. I’ll give you back your arm and eye.”
Sixth Chair


Naomi survival instincts kicked in and she agreed, and that was how she was employed to the Table. She served under The Sixth and lived in the lap of luxury. Naomi was sure, that she would never have to worry about anything. She would live her life drifting to the next and do whatever she needed to do to survive, but it only took one night, one moment to send a jolt into her senses. And that jolt was named Izo. A baby she decided to raise as if he was her own and go against everything that she dedicated her life to. From the moment she took Izo and left The Table, for a moment, she stopped surviving and decided to learn how to live…






"Are you sure?"
Naomi










Strength: 100
Dexterity: 55
Perception: 60
Chakra:80
Chakra Control: 80
Charm: 50
Proficiency: 100




------


WANT TO JOIN?

Just fill out this form and submit it in the thread. You’ll get 525 points on your starting sheet. Once you’re approved the GM will link your character here with your respective country and/or village.

The World Powers
The Land of Fire
Hyuuga Hotaru
Uchiha Chisato
Morino Sayuri

The Land of Wind
The Land of Earth
Saito Fujiguro
The Land of Water and Lighting


Unrecognized Countries
Village Hidden By Sin
Naomi Aziz
Ko "KO" Kazama
Village Hidden By Rain
PROPER 12

------









Good afternoon, I'm MapoTofu and I'll be your co-gm starting today, and I hope I can answer any questions you guys might have.

@KenjuGuyI love the artwork, stunting on all of us with your OC....I think I am seething with jealousy, I commissioned an artist but they won't be done anytime soon...I think I commissioned them 2 weeks ago

@Dream Maker I love the layout, its really creative
@Sync

Being the first ones with our char up ayyee




"I can't change my past, I can't change what I've done, but for him, I'll change the person I am today."




Age:22
Birth Sign: Scorpio
Village: Fuzen
Handedness: Right Handed
Voice:Erica Lindbeck
Economic Status: Middle Class || She’s currently paying off The Table loans.
Likes: Izo, cold winters, the smell of cigarettes, silence and organization, coffee, chocolates, spicy foods, and starry skies
Dislikes: Anyone that threatens Izo peace, people who smoke, loudness and disorder, carrots and peas, anything overly sweet,


Personality:
Naomi used to be called an aimless adult. Usually not too passionate about anything or giving her all. Just enough to get by. Just enough to do what she needs to do. Nothing more or nothing less. She was the type to believe since life didn’t have any meaning, then what was the point of caring? Of war? Of politics? Of anything? She’s not a big player, but a piece that plays a role. Why fight it? She is kind of put off by people that come off too strong, but at the same time she doesn’t like people that are pushovers. Naomi is full of contradictions, but there is something underneath the cold indifferent personality. For Izo she is warm and caring, she’s overprotectiving and overbearing. She’s someone that has accepted her sins of the past, but still has a hopeful outlook on the future. For Izo, she is currently in the process of reinventing herself to be someone that he could possibly look up to one day.




"The system failed me, as it did for so many others, but I...I refuse to let him fall in the same trap I did..."
Naomi on ACNL




History:
Naomi was born in Fuzen and raised as an orphan for most of her life. She has no memories of her past and it doesn’t really bother her. Her parents probably died during the skirmish at the border, but at the same time if they just abandon her, it didn’t change the fact she was an orphan. She once dreamed of getting out of the warzone she called home, but it failed once the school she went to got caught in between a skirmish of her village small force and a powerful mercenary group. Standing in the rubble of what she staked most of her life on, it had finally clicked. That her past, present, and future wasn’t up to her. It was up to the bigger players. It was up to Fuzen, Suna, and Konoha. Things way bigger and more powerful than her. Powerful than she could ever be.

ACNL did a lot of good for kids all over the world, but for a select few, it made life worse. Without an education and paired with her young age, she could not get a job. Without a job, she could not eat nor could she afford a place to stay. At 12, she was homeless like many other kids that lost things due to the skirmish. There were not many options for street kids. Either steal to make a living or take a gamble on the many predatory relief groups that promised help. The endings could all possibly be the same, either in a body bag, or on the evening news. So, she did what any street kid did, and focused on survival. Whatever that meant, if the end game she survived to see tomorrow, it did not matter. Naomi would steal, scam, fight, bite, scratch, and maim if it meant that tomorrow, she would see the sunrise. The pure, almost animalistic drive to survive was what captured the eye of some older punks. They promised her that they would feed her, put her in some nice clothes, and made sure she would have a warm bed if she won.

Won at what? Underground fighting, a completely lawless land, but to her it was no different from the lawless land of the borders where she lived. The only differences are that people cheered when she beat somebody bloody and blue, and if she did not die, she would get whatever she wanted. The best tasting food, the warmest clothes, the prettiest things that a girl could wish of, if she survived, she could get it all. After a win, the punks that took her in would treat her as if she were family, and she did not want to lose that. She felt what warmth was, even if it was the same flames that burnt her, she did not want to let it go, so she continued to fight. She fought harder and desperately; she did not want to lose her place.

However, that desperate struggle was only just that, a desperate struggle. There were no thoughts behind her fist, no form, or reason. So, when it was placed against something that had those things, she was at a complete lost. The raging beast inside her that kept her alive was finally placed out of her misery. During a fight, her left arm was shatter and her left eye was lost. The found family that had quickly gave her warmth, was almost quicker to throw her out when they realized they could not heal her. Naomi was thrown out into the streets to die, blinded and crippled, and she resigned to that death. However, a white-haired beauty walked up to her and claimed that she loved her. That she had fallen for her when she was fighting.

“If you promise to stay with me, I’ll give it back. I’ll give you back your arm and eye.”
Sixth Chair


Naomi survival instincts kicked in and she agreed, and that was how she was employed to the Table. She served under The Sixth and lived in the lap of luxury. Naomi was sure, that she would never have to worry about anything. She would live her life drifting to the next and do whatever she needed to do to survive, but it only took one night, one moment to send a jolt into her senses. And that jolt was named Izo. A baby she decided to raise as if he was her own and go against everything that she dedicated her life to. From the moment she took Izo and left The Table, for a moment, she stopped surviving and decided to learn how to live…






"Are you sure?"
Naomi










Strength: 100
Dexterity: 55
Perception: 60
Chakra:80
Chakra Control: 80
Charm: 50
Proficiency: 100

@Hyde
Currently, I'm looking for something I can really sink my teeth into, lol, it could be anything. Casual or experienced, as long as its fun, I'm down
Good evening,

My name is MapoTofu, you can call me, Mapo. I love Fate Grand Order and MapoTofu is legit one of my favorite foods. I'm currently joining to join some rps, I'm an adult that has a slightly uninteresting life right about now and I need a hobby to escape the constant back and forth. It's nice to meet you all, I hope we can rp together sometime soon.
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet