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Violet Sheep Happy Hunting: A Cyberpunk Game

Book burner, Alejandro

Alejandro Cuesta, 21
_{5'10" / 160 lbs
S T A T U S : Surplus
E M P L O Y M E N T : CyberK-9 Handler
F L A W : Secretive. Collects paper-products.
V I R T U E : Diligent.}

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

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— Good-natured, approachable, amiable. He is all of what makes a good peer. When the air is light, he’s known to enjoy a nice, pointless chat with his colleagues.
— Doesn’t care to take things too seriously when in the company of others. When discussion drags on, he takes to either excusing himself or, if not permitted, attempting to lighten the mood to the point where he can slip away.
— Takes mood stabilizers. He's prescribed a dose for every shift, but overtime is a given & he'll often run out before his next refill. When this happens, it's not uncommon for him to visit High Times.
— When he's not on stabilizers, he prefers to keep his distance, as the face he presents towards his peers is a bit of a performance for him. Dislikes his true nature, but finds it difficult to avoid, so keeps to himself. For him, it’s more convenient to be regarded kindly.
— Easily inconvenienced and tends to regard interactions as either useful or not; can’t help but always feel rushed and dislikes those who idle or are generally slow.
— While cruel isn’t the best word to use, it comes close. Speaking venomously comes especially easily to him & he's not above using Fuzz as intimidation.

A R M O R & W E A P O N R Y

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List and briefly described. Augmentations are listed and described here, as well. Pictures are optional (and pretty).

— Right hand & wrist newly augmented, replaced with a prosthetic after a burn accident; has yet to re-tattoo his social scan number.
— Wears a fire-proof suit while on the job, equipped with a glass helmet.
— Off-duty: dons civilian outer layer (hoodie, etc) & light body armor underneath, courtesy of the office. At this point, it's his second skin; one day, he'll take the plunge and augment his body.
— His CyberK-9 partner, Fuzz, is equipped with jaws that have a bite force of 2000 psi and a retractable flamethrower. Its skin is cybernetic leather, capable of feeling pets. As for speed... It's quite slow, only able to keep up with Alex.

S K I L L S

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— Standard Enforcer training.
— Handling others' CyberK9 partners; AI tend to feel a loyalty for him, too. Cyber equivalent of being good with animals.
— Also good with animals.
— Breaking in a book's spine.
— Literature.

R E L A T I O N S

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— Enforcers: His employers. He enjoys the holiday parties.
— Freemen’s Book Club: They know about his job, but he's a loyal customer to their pop-up shops. It takes a lot of convincing to get them to sell him books, but they have good reads. What they don't know, or at least haven't brought up yet, is that his book reviews are what get people to come in.
— Father: Calls him Alé. Moved out of his family home, i.e. his dad's apartment. Chef at The Shack. Lives near Aki Kurose.

H I S T O R Y

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— His life didn't begin until training. He was a quiet, unassuming kid throughout school. Played underground football; kept to his team.
— He knew of the outside world, but he was encouraged to stay on the straight & narrow, only ever going between school, home, & sometimes The Shack to visit his dad at work or to pick up an extra shift.
— He was a good student, but higher education was a thing for Netters & learning that didn't leave him with much ambition. When the first option for the rest of his life presented itself, he took it. The enforcer recruiters came to visit his school during Career Day with a K9 unit & the rest is history.

— Top of his class in standard training. Top of his class in K9 training.
— Been a year since he graduated from the academy.

— Online, he reviews books & has amassed a bit of a following under the alias Zuf. What his followers don't know is that he's usually reading the paper copy; he'll still link the ebook under each review, though.

C Y B E R C O M

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Fuzz doubles as his cybercom, equipped with Starsoft David's speech synthesizer and a tendency to bark fire when confirming his paycheck.

Violet Sheep Happy Hunting: A Cyberpunk Game

Book burner

Alejandro Cuesta, 21
_{5'10" / 160 lbs
S T A T U S : Surplus
E M P L O Y M E N T : CyberK-9 Handler
F L A W : Secretive. Collects paper-products.
V I R T U E : Diligent.}

---

P E R S O N A L I T Y

---

— Good-natured, approachable, amiable. He is all of what makes a good peer. When the air is light, he’s known to enjoy a nice, pointless chat with his colleagues.
— Doesn’t care to take things too seriously when in the company of others. When discussion drags on, he takes to either excusing himself or, if not permitted, attempting to lighten the mood to the point where he can slip away.
— Takes mood stabilizers. When he's not on them, he prefers to keep his distance, as the face he presents towards his peers is a bit of a performance for him. Dislikes his true nature, but finds it difficult to avoid, so keeps to himself. For him, it’s more convenient to be regarded kindly.
— Easily inconvenienced and tends to regard interactions as either useful or not; can’t help but always feel rushed and dislikes those who idle or are generally slow.
— While cruel isn’t the best word to use, it comes close. Speaking venomously comes especially easily to him & he's not above using Fuzz as intimidation.

A R M O R & W E A P O N R Y

---

List and briefly described. Augmentations are listed and described here, as well. Pictures are optional (and pretty).

— Right hand & wrist newly augmented, replaced with a prosthetic after a burn accident; has yet to re-tattoo his social scan number.
— Wears a fire-proof suit while on the job, equipped with a glass helmet.
— Off-duty: dons civilian outer layer (hoodie, etc) & light body armor underneath, courtesy of the office. At this point, it's his second skin; one day, he'll take the plunge and augment his body.
— His CyberK-9 partner, Fuzz, is equipped with jaws that have a bite force of 2000 psi and a retractable flamethrower. Its skin is cybernetic leather, capable of feeling pets. As for speed... It's quite slow, only able to keep up with Alex.

S K I L L S

---

— Standard Enforcer training.
— Handling others' CyberK9 partners; AI tend to feel a loyalty for him, too. Cyber equivalent of being good with animals.
— Also good with animals.
— Breaking in a book's spine.
— Literature.

R E L A T I O N S

---

— Enforcers: His employers. He enjoys the holiday parties.
— Freemen’s Book Club: They know about his job, but he's a loyal customer to their pop-up shops. It takes a lot of convincing to get them to sell him books, but they have good reads. What they don't know, or at least haven't brought up yet, is that his book reviews are what get people to come in.

H I S T O R Y

---

— His life didn't begin until training. He was a quiet, unassuming kid throughout school. Played football; kept to his team.
— He knew of the outside world, but he was encouraged to stay on the straight & narrow, only ever going between school, home, & sometimes The Shack to visit his dad at work or to pick up an extra shift.
— He was a good student, but higher education was a thing for Netters & learning that didn't leave him with much ambition. When the first option for the rest of his life presented itself, he took it. The enforcer recruiters came to visit his school during Career Day with a K9 unit & the rest is history.

— Top of his class in standard training. Top of his class in K9 training.
— Been a year since he graduated from the academy.

— Online, he reviews books & has amassed a bit of a following under the alias Zuf. What his followers don't know is that he's usually reading the paper copy; he'll still link the ebook under each review, though.

C Y B E R C O M

---

Fuzz doubles as his cybercom, equipped with Starsoft David's speech synthesizer and a tendency to bark fire when confirming his paycheck.

Hi, hoping to apply! Let me know if anything needs developing & I pledged!

Jianghu: Age After War

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Appearance

APPEARANCE

A rather tall young man, standing at 175 cm and 60 kg.

NAME

Sun Yuzheng 孫钰铮

AGE

18

RANK

Second Class Disciple

ALLEGIANCE

The Heavenly Demonic Cult

PERSONALITY

...

Of the corner of passersby's eyes is when one might catch Yuzheng in his best light. He's stolid in the way he carries himself, heavy-lidded & his chin high. He city hops, hardly ever stalled in one for more than a night or two. The seeming vagrant jingles in a crowd, small gems sometimes falling behind him to mark his trail, the only assurance of him being more than a mirage. An illusive sight perhaps worthy of poem, but the mystery dies quickly over brief conversation. In truth, Yuzheng is only a youth with a penchant for decorating his person & a poor fate of being unable to raise his voice past that of a mouse.

Having spent the better half of his life within the infamous cult, its beliefs are his own & his mind is too narrow to change this, which sometimes comes at the discontent of those he's only just met. When his status as such a cultist becomes known, those who mean him genuine harm and those who simply find themselves at a loss for words become indistinguishable in his eyes; he'll find injustice where there is none & willfully rile himself up accordingly, without so much as the slightest regard for repercussions, legal or otherwise.

Yuzheng would love nothing more than to mind his own business & be spectator to the lively cities he visits, but his own pride keeps him. Yuzheng means no harm as he's a bit unworldly in his disposition; without his realizing, altruism & the well-being of those around him always finds a place to reside in his mind. Even in battle, his attacks are never so debilitating that his opponent can give up on recovery; though he's young, he's been in his fair share of engagements & his death toll remains zero even still. On a lighter note, he truly is genuine, although a bit brutish about it; if someone's mood can be improved & they'll allow him, trust him to try, though his solution might be odd.

Yuzheng relies on his actions to speak for him, as his weak voice is not able to & he hasn't bothered to train it. As a result, what often comes out of his mouth is simpleminded, sometimes inappropriately so, and often put too bluntly; his understanding of nuance & social graces is underdeveloped too. Only recently did he first breakthrough in his training, so his confidence is newly inflated. To him, it's not a matter of whether he'll come out of conflicts unscathed but, rather, how.

HISTORY

...

Up until his recent breakthrough in his martial training, Yuzheng had kept his head down & away from the public aspect of his clan, never really speaking out besides to those who had a part in raising him & focusing on his own growth above all else, as he tended to tunnel vision in his training, viewing anything else as a distraction. He was so withdrawn that it wasn't until recently that peers he'd studied with for so many years became aware of his existence; for a while, the few fellow cultists he's since become acquainted with thought he was a late transfer, despite having been born into the clan.

His young mother was a devoted cultist, dedicating her life to her people. His mother was only a minor member & without many friends, so when his mother died giving birth in the company of her only friend, a fellow cultist, the situation of the surviving child became precarious. This friend would mourn over the body of her friend, conflicted as he held the only breathing thing that remained of her. As this friend was only a girl then too, the friend saw only one thing when he gazed upon this child: her dearest's friend's murderer. Out of obligation to Yuzheng's mother, the friend set aside her training to raise the baby, but only to the day that Yuzheng's gait didn't totter. When Yuzheng could barely pour tea without spilling, his then-guardian effectively walked out of his life & put him to work as a servant within the The Heavenly Demonic Cult under the pretense of socializing the boy.

It wasn't until he fostered an interest in cultivating his body did he see his guardian again. By this time, Yuzheng had spent his entire childhood a servant, within a demonic cult no less. One fateful week, Yuzheng stole a moment away from his duties to informally apply in front of one of the most important-seeming elders he knew at the time.

When he could, he'd sneak off to listen to the elder's teachings & watch in awe as he led his disciples in practices. Thinking back now, Yuzheng's rejection was understandable but hindsight couldn't help him then. The frustration of having been surrendered to such a fate, doomed to watch others cultivate themselves while he could only wait on them, pushed him over the edge. Barely a teen at time, he committed to running away, as the worst thing his young mind could fathom.

It must've been only a week that he was on his own, but his form was worn as though it'd been a year. In his attempt to cultivate, the process backfired severely as a result of his lack of instruction. Most of that week he spent trying to recover, but his best efforts only made his condition worse.
As though a higher power were looking over the boy, rescue came in the form of a familiarly disgruntled woman, drenched from a spring shower that fell upon the mountain the last day of that miserable week. The memory of watching this figure drudge up to little Yuzheng, hair stuck to the figure's face, was traumatic enough to instill within Yuzheng a fear of ghosts.

With a strike & a scolding, Yuzheng returned home with the woman who once abandoned him long ago; he didn't forget. Yuzheng was in no shape to return to his old duties as a manservant, so the woman begrudgingly took it upon herself to teach the little boy how to repair his body. His guardian's teachings would stagnant as his condition improved, so Yuzheng would take it upon himself to get into another scrap & compel his guardian to further develop him in order to repair himself.

As his guardian's teachings progressed to the point of redundancy, Yuzheng was formally introduced to the cult as an aspiring disciple & reluctantly taken in as a result of the guardian's credence. With this began his journey under a formal master & has now led him to where he is now.

It was only recently that Yuzheng made his first major breakthrough in the way of his cultivation. With this newfound strength & freedom from being a young adult, he's now taken to using it to enact his personal means of justice. Though he dared not admit it at the time, he truly hated his brief time as a servant as it showed him the petty side of men; he'd be called for the most menial or impossible things & expected to carry out the task with a smile.

When he walked through cities, it was no different; servants waited on petty men without shame & it angered him to see. As a means to enact personal amends, he would rob these nobles at night & spend it on the poor or working in the following afternoon. What was left over, he would spend on himself, buying himself little jewels to embed into his clothes.

BODY ENHANCEMENTS

Damaged Dantian - As a result of an early deviation, Yuzheng doesn't heal well. Average recovery time is doubled for him, even through cultivation. Additionally, he can't project his qi past himself & struggles to handle ranged opponents without closing the distance. Combined, this all results in him having a generally low durability; he's a glass canon.
Despite this, his self-preservation is lacking; blindly puts himself into the fray of things if he believes enough in a cause.

EQUIPMENT

— Cheap jewel-embedded clothing
— Dual blades

CULTIVATION BASE

Yuzheng's base has been developed with a focus on healing from a young age, since his early deviation. He prioritizes the use of qigong to strengthen the energy within himself by meditating in natural areas & performing slow, meditative movements. In more intense exercises, he'll endure a great trial, like forgoing eating or meditating in the cold, to strengthen himself.

He's found that his qi stagnates while remaining still; during sleep & in the mornings, after rising, is when he's at his weakest.

Additionally, he consumes qi-dense plants in an attempt to reintroduce energy into his system. In a pinch, it's not uncommon for him to crush his gems for a small boost.

TECHNIQUES

Qinggong Expert - Yuzheng is exceptionally light & nimble compared to his peers. His skill in manipulating & controlling his body to scale buildings or evade obstacles are near prodigious. He definitely has an affinity for acrobatics.

Hand-to-hand Combat: Hand-to-hand combat is Yuzheng's most developed method of fighting. Without the use of qi, his style is focused on redirecting his opponent's weapon or strength.

• Debilitating Strike - Utilizes one's knowledge of the body's acupoints against an opponent to disrupt their meridians and obstruct their energy flow. Receiving a blow like this can numb an ordinary person's limbs or even freeze their movements.
• Reinforced Palm - Releasing a great amount of qi in one burst, Yuzheng's strikes can send an opponent flying or break rock at a given point of contact. As this technique expels energy, it should also be used sparingly.

Dual Blades - While less developed, Yuzheng also possesses the skill to wield dual blades; the reason this isn't his preferred method of battle is because he can't project his qi past his fingers or through his blades.

Burning Body — Yuzheng can direct an abundance of qi to a given point in his body to create a surface similar to a burning stove for his target. This technique should be used sparingly, unless one has cultivated themselves to a point where they are able to withstand strong temperatures. In Yuzheng's case, though he's developed a tolerance through repeated use, burns are not uncommon.

A lesser form of this skill can be used to keep warm. Developing this skill further, flame instead can be conjured, far from his cult's characteristic demonic fire, but a fire nonetheless. It'll be a while before Yuzheng gets to that point.

Jianghu: Age After War

Haha, okay! That sounds good, then; I won't worry too much about her dantian for the time being. I'll go ahead & post it in the character section!

Jianghu: Age After War

As for cultivation base, there's no exact method of cultivation. Each faction has a general rule (but is not a strict rule). Martial alliance methods should feel traditional and slow; no shortcuts or cheats. Recusant (unorthodox) should feel a lot more reckless. Shortcuts, cheats, etc. The devil clans should feel a lot more sacrificial. Sacrificing others, sacrificing the self, irreversible damage for extreme power. The Heavenly Demonic Cult generally falls under whatever for power, but doesn't go as far as the devil clans. Self-sacrifice is much more common here.

For her gender, it doesn't really matter.

OwO

Alright, with this, I think the character's done! I expanded her cultivation base to mention self-sacrifice. Let me know if I can post it in the Characters thread. ^^

SUN ZHU 孫珠

NAME

Sun Zhu 孫珠

AGE

18

RANK

Second Class Disciple

ALLEGIANCE

The Heavenly Demonic Cult

APPEARANCCE

A rather tall young lady, standing at 175 cm and 57 kg.

PERSONALITY

...

Of the corner of passersby's eyes is when one might catch Zhu in her best light. She's stolid in the way she carries herself, heavy-lidded & her chin high. She city hops, hardly ever stalled in one for more than a night or two. The seeming vagrant jingles in a crowd, small gems sometimes falling behind her to mark her trail, the only assurance of her being more than mirage. An illusive sight perhaps worthy of poem, but the mystery dies quickly over brief conversation. In truth, Zhu is only a youth with a penchant for decorating her person & a poor fate of being unable to raise her voice past that of a mouse.

Having spent the better half of her life within the infamous cult, its beliefs are her own & her mind is too narrow to change this, which sometimes comes at the discontent of those she's only just met. When her status as such a cultist becomes known, those who mean her genuine harm and those who simply find themselves at a loss for words become indistinguishable in her eyes; she'll find injustice where there is none & willfully rile herself up accordingly, without so much as the slightest regard for repercussions, legal or otherwise.

Zhu would love nothing more than to mind her own business & be spectator to the lively cities she visits, but her own pride keeps her. Zhu means no harm as she's a bit unworldly in her disposition; without her realizing, altruism & the well-being of those around her always finds a place to reside in her mind. Even in battle, her attacks are never so debilitating that her opponent can give up on recovery; though she's young, she's been in her fair share of engagements & her death toll remains zero even still. On a lighter note, she truly is genuine, although a bit brutish about it; if someone's mood can be improved & they'll allow her, trust her to try, though her solution might be odd.

Zhu relies on her actions to speak for her, as her weak voice is not able to & she hasn't bothered to train it. As a result, what often comes out of her mouth is simpleminded, sometimes inappropriately so, and often put too bluntly; her understanding of nuance & social graces is underdeveloped too. Only recently did she first breakthrough in her training, so her confidence is newly inflated. To her, it's not a matter of whether she'll come out of conflicts unscathed but, rather, how.

HISTORY

...

Up until her recent breakthrough in her martial training, Zhu had kept her head down & away from the public aspect of her clan, never really speaking out besides to those who had a part in raising her & focusing on her own growth above all else, as she tended to tunnel vision in her training, viewing anything else as a distraction. She was so withdrawn that it wasn't until recently that peers she'd studied with for so many years became aware of her existence; for a while, the few fellow cultists she's since become acquainted with thought she was a late transfer, despite having been born into the clan.

Her young mother was a devoted cultist, dedicating her life to her people. Her mother was only a minor member & without many friends, so when her mother died giving birth in the company of her only friend, a fellow cultist, the situation of the surviving child became precarious. This friend would mourn over the body of her friend, conflicted as she held the only breathing thing that remained of her. As this friend was only a girl then too, the friend saw only one thing when she gazed upon this child: her dearest's friend's murderer. Out of obligation to Zhu's mother, the friend set aside her training to raise the baby, but only to the day that Zhu's gait didn't totter. When Zhu could barely pour tea without spilling, her guardian effectively walked out of her life & put her to work as servant within the The Heavenly Demonic Cult under the pretense of socializing the little girl.

It wasn't until she fostered an interest in cultivating her body did she see her guardian again. By this time, Zhu had spent her entire childhood a servant, within a demonic cult no less. One fateful week, Zhu stole a moment away from her duties to informally apply in front of one of the most important-seeming elders she knew at the time. When she could, she'd sneak off to listen to the elder's teachings & watch in awe as he led his disciples in practices. Thinking back now, Zhu's rejection was understandable but hindsight couldn't help her then. The frustration of having been surrendered to such a fate, doomed to watch others cultivate themselves while she could only wait on them, pushed her over the edge. Barely a teen at time, she committed to running away, as the worst thing her young mind could fathom.

It must've been only a week that she was on her own, but her form was worn as though it'd been a year. In her attempt to cultivate, the process backfired severely as a result of her lack of instruction. Most of that week she spent trying to recover, but her best efforts only made her condition worse.
As though a higher power were looking over the girl, rescue came in the form of a familiarly disgruntled woman, drenched from a spring shower that fell upon the mountain the last day of that miserable week. The memory of watching this figure drudge up to little Zhu, hair stuck to the figure's face, was traumatic enough to instill within Zhu a fear of ghosts.

With a strike & a scolding, Zhu returned home with the woman who once abandoned her long ago; she didn't forget. Zhu was in no shape to return to her old duties as a maidservant, so the woman begrudgingly took it upon herself to teach the little girl how to repair her body. Her guardian's teachings would stagnant as her condition improved, so Zhu would take it upon herself to get into another scrap & compel her guardian to further develop her in order to repair herself. As her guardian's teachings progressed to the point of redundancy, Zhu was formally introduced to the cult as an aspiring disciple & reluctantly taken in as a result of the guardian's credence. With this began her journey under a formal master & has now led her to where she is now.

It was only recently that Zhu made her first major breakthrough in the way of her cultivation. With this newfound strength & freedom from being a young adult, she's now taken to using it to enact her personal means of justice. Though she dared not admit it at the time, she truly hated her brief time as a servant as it showed her the petty side of men; she'd be called for the most menial things & expected to carry out the task with a smile. When she walked through cities, it was no different; servants waited on petty men without shame & it angered her to see. As a means to enact personal amends, she would rob these nobles at night & spend it on the poor or working in the following afternoon. What was left over, she would spend on herself, buying herself little jewels to embed into her clothes.

BODY ENHANCEMENTS

Damaged Dantian - As a result of an early deviation, Zhu doesn't heal well. Average recovery time is doubled for her, even through cultivation. Additionally, she can't project her qi past herself & struggles to handle ranged opponents without closing the distance. Combined, this all results in her having a generally low durability; she's a glass canon.
Despite this, her self-preservation is lacking; blindly puts herself into the fray of things if she believes enough in a cause.

EQUIPMENT

— Cheap jewel-embedded clothing
— Dual blades

CULTIVATION BASE

Zhu's base has been developed with a focus on healing from a young age, since her early deviation. She prioritizes the use of qigong to strengthen the energy within herself by meditating in natural areas & performing slow, meditative movements. In more intense exercises, she'll endure a great trial, like forgoing eating or meditating in the cold, to strengthen herself.

She's found that her qi stagnates while remaining still; during sleep & in the mornings, after rising, is when she's at her weakest.

Additionally, she consumes qi-dense plants in an attempt to reintroduce energy into her system. In a pinch, it's not uncommon for her to crush her gems for a small boost.

TECHNIQUES

Qinggong Expert - Zhu is exceptionally light & nimble compared to her peers. Her skill in manipulating & controlling her body to scale buildings or evade obstacles are near prodigious. She definitely has an affinity for acrobatics.

Hand-to-hand Combat: Hand-to-hand combat is Zhu's most developed method of fighting. Without the use of qi, her style is focused on redirecting her opponent's weapon or strength.

• Debilitating Strike - Utilizes one's knowledge of the body's acupoints against an opponent to disrupt their meridians and obstruct their energy flow. Receiving a blow like this can numb an ordinary person's limbs or even freeze their movements.
• Reinforced Palm - Releasing a great amount of qi in one burst, Zhu's strikes can send an opponent flying or break rock at a given point of contact. As this technique expels energy, it should also be used sparingly.

Dual Blades - While less developed, Zhu also possesses the skill to wield dual blades; the reason this isn't her preferred method of battle is because she can't project her qi past her fingers or through her blades.

Burning Body — Zhu can direct an abundance of qi to a given point in her body to create a surface similar to a burning stove for her target. This technique should be used sparingly, unless one has cultivated themselves to a point where they are able to withstand strong temperatures. In Zhu's case, though she's developed a tolerance through repeated use, burns are not uncommon.

A lesser form of this skill can be used to keep warm. Developing this skill further, flame instead can be conjured, far from her cult's characteristic demonic fire, but a fire nonetheless. It'll be a while before Zhu gets to that point.

Jianghu: Age After War

On cultivation base: I think you missed this one. It's a bit weird since most wuxia tales have a basic method that everyone adheres to. This section is basically about how your character gets qi for martial arts. Do they meditate, what types of energy do they use, etc. If you'd like help with this since it is admittedly kind of weird and open, just ask.

OwO

I took your advice to update this character, so let me know if there's anything that need further developing.

As for the cultivation base, I think I still need help with this. Is there a method closest to the HDC? I think it'd be interesting if Zhu's base could reflect her training under HDC. Otherwise, I went ahead and described typical meditation as the character's cultivation base.

Additionally, the names for her techniques/weapons/etc are a bit lackluster. If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know!

Also, I noticed too late that there's more women than men. Would y'all like me to change this character to be a guy? There's not too many references to her gender within her story, so it wouldn't be a huge change.

SUN ZHU 孫珠

NAME

Sun Zhu 孫珠

AGE

18

RANK

Second Class Disciple

ALLEGIANCE

The Heavenly Demonic Cult

APPEARANCCE

A rather tall young lady, standing at 175 cm and 57 kg.

PERSONALITY

...

Of the corner of passersby's eyes is when one might catch Zhu in her best light. She's stolid in the way she carries herself, heavy-lidded & her chin high. She city hops, hardly ever stalled in one for more than a night or two. The seeming vagrant jingles in a crowd, small gems sometimes falling behind her to mark her trail, the only assurance of her being more than mirage. An illusive sight perhaps worthy of poem, but the mystery dies quickly over brief conversation. In truth, Zhu is only a youth with a penchant for decorating her person & a poor fate of being unable to raise her voice past that of a mouse.

Having spent the better half of her life within the infamous cult, its beliefs are her own & her mind is too narrow to change this, which sometimes comes at the discontent of those she's only just met. When her status as such a cultist becomes known, those who mean her genuine harm and those who simply find themselves at a loss for words become indistinguishable in her eyes; she'll find injustice where there is none & willfully rile herself up accordingly, without so much as the slightest regard for repercussions, legal or otherwise.

Zhu would love nothing more than to mind her own business & be spectator to the lively cities she visits, but her own pride keeps her. Zhu means no harm as she's a bit unworldly in her disposition; without her realizing, altruism & the well-being of those around her always finds a place to reside in her mind. Even in battle, her attacks are never so debilitating that her opponent can give up on recovery; though she's young, she's been in her fair share of engagements & her death toll remains zero even still. On a lighter note, she truly is genuine, although a bit brutish about it; if someone's mood can be improved & they'll allow her, trust her to try, though her solution might be odd.

Zhu relies on her actions to speak for her, as her weak voice is not able to & she hasn't bothered to train it. As a result, what often comes out of her mouth is simpleminded, sometimes inappropriately so, and often put too bluntly; her understanding of nuance & social graces is underdeveloped too. Only recently did she first breakthrough in her training, so her confidence is newly inflated. To her, it's not a matter of whether she'll come out of conflicts unscathed but, rather, how.

HISTORY

...

Up until her recent breakthrough in her martial training, Zhu had kept her head down & away from the public aspect of her clan, never really speaking out besides to those who had a part in raising her & focusing on her own growth above all else, as she tended to tunnel vision in her training, viewing anything else as a distraction. She was so withdrawn that it wasn't until recently that peers she'd studied with for so many years became aware of her existence; for a while, the few fellow cultists she's since become acquainted with thought she was a late transfer, despite having been born into the clan.

Her young mother was a devoted cultist, dedicating her life to her people. Her mother was only a minor member & without many friends, so when her mother died giving birth in the company of her only friend, a fellow cultist, the situation of the surviving child became precarious. This friend would mourn over the body of her friend, conflicted as she held the only breathing thing that remained of her. As this friend was only a girl then too, the friend saw only one thing when she gazed upon this child: her dearest's friend's murderer. Out of obligation to Zhu's mother, the friend set aside her training to raise the baby, but only to the day that Zhu's gait didn't totter. When Zhu could barely pour tea without spilling, her guardian effectively walked out of her life & put her to work as servant within the The Heavenly Demonic Cult under the pretense of socializing the little girl.

It wasn't until she fostered an interest in cultivating her body did she see her guardian again. By this time, Zhu had spent her entire childhood a servant, within a demonic cult no less. One fateful week, Zhu stole a moment away from her duties to informally apply in front of one of the most important-seeming elders she knew at the time. When she could, she'd sneak off to listen to the elder's teachings & watch in awe as he led his disciples in practices. Thinking back now, Zhu's rejection was understandable but hindsight couldn't help her then. The frustration of having been surrendered to such a fate, doomed to watch others cultivate themselves while she could only wait on them, pushed her over the edge. Barely a teen at time, she committed to running away, as the worst thing her young mind could fathom.

It must've been only a week that she was on her own, but her form was worn as though it'd been a year. In her attempt to cultivate, the process backfired severely as a result of her lack of instruction. Most of that week she spent trying to recover, but her best efforts only made her condition worse.
As though a higher power were looking over the girl, rescue came in the form of a familiarly disgruntled woman, drenched from a spring shower that fell upon the mountain the last day of that miserable week. The memory of watching this figure drudge up to little Zhu, hair stuck to the figure's face, was traumatic enough to instill within Zhu a fear of ghosts.

With a strike & a scolding, Zhu returned home with the woman who once abandoned her long ago; she didn't forget. Zhu was in no shape to return to her old duties as a maidservant, so the woman begrudgingly took it upon herself to teach the little girl how to repair her body. Her guardian's teachings would stagnant as her condition improved, so Zhu would take it upon herself to get into another scrap & compel her guardian to further develop her in order to repair herself. As her guardian's teachings progressed to the point of redundancy, Zhu was formally introduced to the cult as an aspiring disciple & reluctantly taken in as a result of the guardian's credence. With this began her journey under a formal master & has now led her to where she is now.

It was only recently that Zhu made her first major breakthrough in the way of her cultivation. With this newfound strength & freedom from being a young adult, she's now taken to using it to enact her personal means of justice. Though she dared not admit it at the time, she truly hated her brief time as a servant as it showed her the petty side of men; she'd be called for the most menial things & expected to carry out the task with a smile. When she walked through cities, it was no different; servants waited on petty men without shame & it angered her to see. As a means to enact personal amends, she would rob these nobles at night & spend it on the poor or working in the following afternoon. What was left over, she would spend on herself, buying herself little jewels to embed into her clothes.

BODY ENHANCEMENTS

(Sorry to take inspiration from you, but I realized that my character might have a similar affliction! I took the bullet points from the old "Weaknesses" section & put them here, since you mentioned this can fall under Body Enhancements.)

Damaged Dantian - As a result of an early deviation, Zhu doesn't heal well. Average recovery time is doubled for her, even through cultivation. Additionally, she can't project her qi past herself & struggles to handle ranged opponents without closing the distance. Combined, this all results in her having a generally low durability; she's a glass canon.
Despite this, her self-preservation is lacking; blindly puts herself into the fray of things if she believes enough in a cause.

EQUIPMENT

— Cheap jewel-embedded clothing
— Dual blades

CULTIVATION BASE

Zhu's base has been developed with a focus on healing from a young age, since her early deviation. She prioritizes the use of qigong to strengthen the energy within herself by meditating in natural areas & performing slow, meditative movements. She's found that her qi stagnates while remaining still; during sleep & in the mornings, after rising, is when she's at her weakest.

Additionally, she consumes qi-dense plants in an attempt to reintroduce energy into her system. In a pinch, it's not uncommon for her to crush her gems for a small boost.

TECHNIQUES

Qinggong Expert - Zhu is exceptionally light & nimble compared to her peers. Her skill in manipulating & controlling her body to scale buildings or evade obstacles are near prodigious. She definitely has an affinity for acrobatics.

Hand-to-hand Combat: Hand-to-hand combat is Zhu's most developed method of fighting. Without the use of qi, her style is focused on redirecting her opponent's weapon or strength.

• Debilitating Strike - Utilizes one's knowledge of the body's acupoints against an opponent to disrupt their meridians and obstruct their energy flow. Receiving a blow like this can numb an ordinary person's limbs or even freeze their movements.
• Reinforced Palm - Releasing a great amount of qi in one burst, Zhu's strikes can send an opponent flying or break rock at a given point of contact. As this technique expels energy, it should also be used sparingly.

Dual Blades - While less developed, Zhu also possesses the skill to wield dual blades; the reason this isn't her preferred method of battle is because she can't project her qi past her fingers or through her blades.

Burning Body — Zhu can direct an abundance of qi to a given point in her body to create a surface similar to a burning stove for her target. This technique should be used sparingly, unless one has cultivated themselves to a point where they are able to withstand strong temperatures. In Zhu's case, though she's developed a tolerance through repeated use, burns are not uncommon.

A lesser form of this skill can be used to keep warm. Developing this skill further, flame instead can be conjured, far from her cult's characteristic demonic fire, but a fire nonetheless. It'll be a while before Zhu gets to that point.

Looking for xianxia or Three Kingdoms-inspired

Hello, nice to meet you! I'm more of a follower than someone who makes/leads RPs, so I'm hoping to find a group of people who are interested in this topic so we can come up with something together.

About Miz...
• I'm 21!
• My timezone is central
• I'm a slow writer & my posts tend to be a bit long. I'm hoping that, with practice, I'll be able to write more quickly & concisely!
• Able to write male & female characters, willing to play multiple characters

About the RP I'm looking for...
• Group RP, where we can keep the plot going with the amount of people we have.
• As long as you don't mind a small amount of historical inaccuracies here & there, neither do I.
• LGBTQ+ friendly
• Friendly group that can brainstorm together!

Plot ideas!

• Three Kingdoms: Circa 200 AD, fall of Han Dynasty
  
  
  • Allegiances: Shu, Wu, Wei, Yellow Turbans, Unaligned
• Xianxia: Story about upcoming disciples
  • Maybe a light-hearted RP about a given sect.
  • Can have BS plot points, like sect conferences or demon raids, arise as necessary (lol)
  • If you have any ideas, please feel free to list them below!
• Xianxia: Random cast of characters
  • Everyone meets under unusual circumstance & must come together to save the world (lol)
  • Maybe the demon realm is threatening humanity
  • Super open to any ideas regarding this!

Sorry about these vague ideas, but I'm hoping I'm not the only one looking for a xianxia or RTK RP & hoping this post inspires more RPs of these types. Thank you in advance!

Jianghu: Age After War

Looking for a bit of advice! Please let me know if anything needs developing.

SUN ZHU 孫珠

Name: Sun Zhu 孫珠
Age: 18
Rank: Second Class Disciple
Allegiance: The Heavenly Demonic Cult
Appearance: A rather tall young lady, standing at 175 cm and 57 kg.
Personality:

...

Of the corner of passersby's eyes is when one might catch Zhu in her best light. She's stolid in the way she carries herself, heavy-lidded & her chin high. She city hops, hardly ever stalled in one for more than a night or two. The seeming vagrant jingles in a crowd, small gems sometimes falling behind her to mark her trail, the only assurance of her being more than mirage. An illusive sight perhaps worthy of poem, but the mystery dies quickly over brief conversation. In truth, Zhu is only a youth with a penchant for decorating her person & a poor fate of being unable to raise her voice past that of a mouse.

Having spent the better half of her life within the infamous cult, its beliefs are her own & her mind is too narrow to change this, which sometimes comes at the discontent of those she's only just met. When her status as such a cultist becomes known, those who mean her genuine harm and those who simply find themselves at a loss for words become indistinguishable in her eyes; she'll find injustice where there is none & willfully rile herself up accordingly, without so much as the slightest regard for repercussions, legal or otherwise.

Zhu would love nothing more than to mind her own business & be spectator to the lively cities she visits, but her own pride keeps her. Zhu means no harm as she's a bit unworldly in her disposition; without her realizing, altruism & the well-being of those around her always finds a place to reside in her mind. Even in battle, her attacks are never so debilitating that her opponent can give up on recovery; though she's young, she's been in her fair share of engagements & her death toll remains zero even still. On a lighter note, she truly is genuine, although a bit brutish about it; if someone's mood can be improved & they'll allow her, trust her to try, though her solution might be odd.

Zhu relies on her actions to speak for her, as her weak voice is not able to & she hasn't bothered to train it. As a result, what often comes out of her mouth is simpleminded, sometimes inappropriately so, and often put too bluntly; her understanding of nuance & social graces is underdeveloped too. Only recently did she first breakthrough in her training, so her confidence is newly inflated. To her, it's not a matter of whether she'll come out of conflicts unscathed but, rather, how.

History:

...

Up until her recent breakthrough in her martial training, Zhu had kept her head down & away from the public aspect of her clan, never really speaking out besides to those who had a part in raising her & focusing on her own growth above all else, as she tended to tunnel vision in her training, viewing anything else as a distraction. She was so withdrawn that it wasn't until recently that peers she'd studied with for so many years became aware of her existence; for a while, the few fellow cultists she's since become acquainted with thought she was a late transfer, despite having been born into the clan.

Her young mother was a devoted cultist, dedicating her life to her people. Her mother was only a minor member & without many friends, so when her mother died giving birth in the company of her only friend, a fellow cultist, the situation of the surviving child became precarious. This friend would mourn over the body of her friend, conflicted as she held the only breathing thing that remained of her. As this friend was only a girl then too, the friend saw only one thing when she gazed upon this child: her dearest's friend's murderer. Out of obligation to Zhu's mother, the friend set aside her training to raise the baby, but only to the day that Zhu's gait didn't totter. When Zhu could barely pour tea without spilling, her guardian effectively walked out of her life & put her to work as servant within the The Heavenly Demonic Cult under the pretense of socializing the little girl.

It wasn't until she fostered an interest in cultivating her body did she see her guardian again. By this time, Zhu had spent her entire childhood a servant, within a demonic cult no less. One fateful week, Zhu stole a moment away from her duties to informally apply in front of one of the most important-seeming elders she knew at the time. When she could, she'd sneak off to listen to the elder's teachings & watch in awe as he led his disciples in practices. Thinking back now, Zhu's rejection was understandable but hindsight couldn't help her then. The frustration of having been surrendered to such a fate, doomed to watch others cultivate themselves while she could only wait on them, pushed her over the edge. Barely a teen at time, she committed to running away, as the worst thing her young mind could fathom.

It must've been only a week that she was on her own, but her form was worn as though it'd been a year. In her attempt to cultivate, the process backfired severely as a result of her lack of instruction. Most of that week she spent trying to recover, but her best efforts only made her condition worse.
As though a higher power were looking over the girl, rescue came in the form of a familiarly disgruntled woman, drenched from a spring shower that fell upon the mountain the last day of that miserable week. The memory of watching this figure drudge up to little Zhu, hair stuck to the figure's face, was traumatic enough to instill within Zhu a fear of ghosts.

With a strike & a scolding, Zhu returned home with the woman who once abandoned her long ago; she didn't forget. Zhu was in no shape to return to her old duties as a maidservant, so the woman begrudgingly took it upon herself to teach the little girl how to repair her body. Her guardian's teachings would stagnant as her condition improved, so Zhu would take it upon herself to get into another scrap & compel her guardian to further develop her in order to repair herself. As her guardian's teachings progressed to the point of redundancy, Zhu was formally introduced to the cult as an aspiring disciple & reluctantly taken in as a result of the guardian's credence. With this began her journey under a formal master & has now led her to where she is now.

It was only recently that Zhu made her first major breakthrough in the way of her cultivation. With this newfound strength & freedom from being a young adult, she's now taken to using it to enact her personal means of justice. Though she dared not admit it at the time, she truly hated her brief time as a servant as it showed her the petty side of men; she'd be called for the most menial things & expected to carry out the task with a smile. When she walked through cities, it was no different; servants waited on petty men without shame & it angered her to see. As a means to enact personal amends, she would rob these nobles at night & spend it on the poor or working in the following afternoon. What was left over, she would spend on herself, buying herself little jewels to embed into her clothes.

Body Enhancements:
Qinggong Expert - Zhu is exceptionally light & nimble compared to her peers. Her skill in manipulating & controlling her body to scale buildings or evade obstacles are near prodigious. She definitely has an affinity for acrobatics.

Hand-to-hand Combat - Zhu's most developed method of fighting. Without the use of qi, her style is focused on redirecting her opponent's weapon or strength.

Dual Blade Combat - Lesser developed, but still effective.

Equipment:
— these hands
— Cheap jewel-embedded clothing
— Dual blades

Cultivation Base:
Techniques:
Burning Body — Zhu can direct an abundance of qi to a given point in her body to create a surface similar to a burning stove for her target. This technique should be used sparingly, unless one has cultivated themselves to a point where they are able to withstand strong temperatures. In Zhu's case, though she's developed a tolerance through repeated use, burns are not uncommon.

A lesser form of this skill can be used to keep warm. Developing this skill further, fire instead can be conjured, characteristic of the Heavenly Demon Cult. It'll be a while before Zhu gets to that point.

Debilitating Strike - Utilizes one's knowledge of the body's acupoints against an opponent to disrupt their meridians and obstruct their energy flow. Receiving a blow like this can numb one's limbs or even freeze their movements.

Reinforced Palm - Releasing a great amount of qi in one burst, Zhu's strikes can send an opponent flying or break rock at a given point of contact. As this technique expels energy, it should also be used sparingly.

Weaknesses:
— Doesn't heal well. Average recovery time is doubled for her, even with cultivation, as a result of a deviation early in life.
— Projection; struggles to handle ranged opponents without closing the distance.
— Low durability; very glass canon.
— Self-preservation; blindly puts herself into the fray of things if she believes enough in a cause.

Jianghu: Age After War

Hey, is there still time to apply? I have a character from an old RP that I could repurpose here really quickly, if so! Thanks ^^