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PavellumPendulum

oh, to be seen as the poet, not just the muse
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  1. Looking for partners
Posting Speed
  1. 1-3 posts per week
  2. One post per week
  3. Slow As Molasses
Writing Levels
  1. Adept
  2. Advanced
  3. Adaptable
Preferred Character Gender
  1. No Preferences
Genres
Romance, modern, comedy, post-apocalyptic, slice of life.
✰ if 'i love you' was a promise, would you break it, if you're honest? ✰

about me
↛ hello hello im audrey! i also respond to pav, if you'd prefer.
↛i'm 20, i've been rping for 8 years now and I probably know how to read
↛ i talk like shit in ooc usually but i swear i type properly in rp LOL
↛ I love milk tea, drawing, black sesame ice cream and cats


rp details
↛ I'm in university/working so most replies will be in the evenings (central time!), once per day or once every few days
↛ my replies are always at least 2 paragraphs and cap out at around 10 paragraphs. 3rd person, past tense only.
↛ I prefer mxm or fxf but I'd be willing to try fxm on the rare occasion. i will almost never play the male in an fxm pairing though, sorry.
↛ I'm willing to rp in a fandom universe however I prefer that no canons are involved in the rp unless necessary
↛ please give me a sample of your writing style in your pm. here are mine!
↛ doubling is fun! we don't need to, but I enjoy it. im willing to triple, but it is rare.
↛ i like 70/30 plot to smut ratio usually, unless the rp is for a platonic ship or it doesn't make sense for them to get down and dirty


dynamics & settings (underline for my pref. character)
↛ polyships or love triangles
↛ fake dating stuff that leads to actually wanting to date each other
↛ friends with benefits who both secretly have feelings for each other but don't want to ruin the friendship so they just mutually pine and suffer
↛ inventor x robot/cyborg
immortal being x lover who is continually being reborn (just a story of them finding each other over and over again no matter what)
↛ any kind of apocalyptic scenario
↛ stardew valley/harvest moon/small town kind of vibe


plots (underline for my pref. character, greyed out if taken)
oh my god they were roommates..... : Character A and Character B are roommates. Their lives are pretty normal... Until Character A's mother appears at the door and leaves them with a toddler. Now acting as parents for the child, it seems their relationship is about to get much closer...

never be yours: Character A is a stripper who somehow managed to catch Character B's eye. Character B, rich and somehow ridiculously gullible, falls in love with them. After a one night stand and an extremely difficult time trying to get in contact with Character A, Character B runs into them. At the convenience store. In sweats and a hoodie.

↛ you should see me in a crown: Character A is a rich brat with an appetite for having complete and utter control over people. Character B is indebted to him and unfortunately has to obey his every whim, no matter how, shudder, disturbing they may be despite Character A's baby face. (heavy plot, will probably have some dark shit. kind of like the dom/sub dynamic. also, it'll probably have a lot of sex LOL)

↛something in the memory foam: Character A, best friends with Character B, has been... Having dreams that are less than wholesome about them for the past while. (This is super basic but it just sounds funny ok LOL, maybe could go with the roommates plot??)

↛ you should block me [final warning]: Character A walks home from school everyday. Recently though, he can't shake the fact that he's being watched. And he is. Confronting his apparent stalker is one thing, but the fact that Character B is so excited to admit it is something else entirely.

↛ the sun, the moon and me: Character A is just a normal person until one day, two girls fall from the sky, breaking their roof. These two girls? The goddesses of the sun and the moon. Shenanigans ensue while they try to figure out how to get back home into the sky.

↛ take a look my way: Character A is a new employee for a prestigious company. They're doing well and they're excited to be there... Save for the fact that the CEO and his assistant, who are siblings, both seem to be vying for their attention. (this will most likely be smutty. It would also require a bi or pan character from your end, since the CEO is a guy and his assistant is a gal)

extra
↛ please PM me instead of replying to this thread!
 
✰ if 'i love you' was a promise, would you break it, if you're honest? ✰


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welcome to my search thread!

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about me

↛ hello hello im audrey! i also respond to pav, if you'd prefer.
↛i'm 20, i've been rping for 8 years now and I probably know how to read
↛ i talk like shit in ooc usually but i swear i type properly in rp LOL
↛ I love milk tea, drawing, black sesame ice cream and cats


rp details

↛ I'm in university/working so most replies will be in the evenings (central time!), once per day or once every few days
↛ my replies are always at least 2 paragraphs and cap out at around 10 paragraphs. 3rd person, past tense only.
↛ I prefer mxm or fxf but I'd be willing to try fxm on the rare occasion. i will almost never play the male in an fxm pairing though, sorry.
↛ I'm willing to rp in a fandom universe however I prefer that no canons are involved in the rp unless necessary
↛ please give me a sample of your writing style in your pm. here are mine!
↛ doubling is fun! we don't need to, but I enjoy it. im willing to triple, but it is rare.
↛ i like 60/40 plot to smut ratio usually, unless the rp is for a platonic ship or it doesn't make sense for them to get down and dirty


dynamics & settings (underline for my pref. character)

↛ polyships or love triangles
↛ fake dating stuff that leads to actually wanting to date each other
↛ friends with benefits who both secretly have feelings for each other but don't want to ruin the friendship so they just mutually pine and suffer
immortal being x lover who is continually being reborn (just a story of them finding each other over and over again no matter what)
↛ any kind of apocalyptic scenario
↛ stardew valley/harvest moon/small town kind of vibe
↛ CYOA -type rp where I DM and create a harem for your character :^)


plots (underline for my pref. character, greyed out if taken)

never be yours: Character A is a stripper who somehow managed to catch Character B's eye. Character B, rich and somehow ridiculously gullible, falls in love with them. After a one night stand and an extremely difficult time trying to get in contact with Character A, Character B runs into them. At the convenience store. In sweats and a hoodie.

↛something in the memory foam: Character A, best friends with Character B, has been... Having dreams that are less than wholesome about them for the past while. (This is super basic but it just sounds funny ok LOL, maybe could go with the roommates plot??)

↛ you should block me [final warning]: Character A walks home from school everyday. Recently though, he can't shake the fact that he's being watched. And he is. Confronting his apparent stalker is one thing, but the fact that Character B is so excited to admit it is something else entirely. (mxm only)

↛ the sun, the moon and me: Character A is just a normal person until one day, two girls fall from the sky, breaking their roof. These two girls? The goddesses of the sun and the moon. Shenanigans ensue while they try to figure out how to get back home into the sky.

↛ take a look my way: Character A is a new employee for a prestigious company. They're doing well and they're excited to be there... Save for the fact that the CEO and his assistant, who are siblings, both seem to be vying for their attention. (this will most likely be smutty. It would also require a bi or pan character from your end, since the CEO is a guy and his assistant is a gal)

↛ you should see me in a crown: Character A is a rich brat with an appetite for having complete and utter control over people. Character B is indebted to him and unfortunately has to obey his every whim, no matter how, shudder, disturbing they may be despite Character A's baby face. (heavy plot, will probably have some dark shit. kind of like the dom/sub dynamic. also, it'll probably have a lot of sex LOL)

↛ Also open to your suggestions!



-: ✧ :- PM if interested, please do not reply to this thread! -: ✧ :-
 
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montgomery


22
5'11'' & 155 lbs.
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❀ PROFILE
NAME: Montgomery "Monty"
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
OCCUPATION: Healer
LIKES: Flowers and fragrant herbs, history, books, tea

DISLIKES: Stormy weather, alcohol, bugs

❀ ABOUT
❀ Personality: Monty is a kind soul. He’s a bit shy and awkward, mostly due to a lack of confidence on his part, but he really tries his best to be vocal with his thoughts. He tends to be quiet, mostly due to his crippling fear of confrontation, but his rushing mind cannot stop itself the moment he gets comfortable with someone. Monty loves to ramble about his passions at the speed of light and will gladly do so with any willing person. One of his favourite topics is history, specifically random facts about the old world, the world before the Change. A lot of it tends to be guesses and speculations, but he’s always willing to learn more if he has the opportunity.

He also loves to collect things that survived the Change, as in bottlecaps or any scraps that function as knickknacks. His desk is littered with them, all used as ornaments that he has lovingly named. He has a habit of talking to inanimate objects, or just himself. While it's true that he does find himself to be a bit lonely from time to time, he is most definitely an introvert. Mimicking communicating in sign language even to his plants (which he has also named) can be seen as an odd hobby, but it's one that he doesn't have the heart to drop.

Though he lacks confidence in his interpersonal skills, Monty is most definitely a different person when it comes to his duties as a healer. He’s efficient and careful with everything he does in regards to people’s health. Of course, he doesn’t detach himself from his work in a personal way, since he believes that empathy is completely necessary when tending to people. He feels maybe a bit more than necessary, since he always wants to put himself in other’s shoes to fully understand them, but one can always tell that he is genuine. Monty is a bit motherly, in the sense that anyone who stubbornly refuses his medical advice is given a stern lecture and a disappointed look. This is perhaps the only time he will willingly argue with someone else, mostly because he wholeheartedly believes in everything his parents taught him and does not take well to others disregarding it. He has a ridiculous amount of love for his parents, being an only child that had been showered in love all of his childhood.

❀ Practical skills:
  • Healing duties
    • Monty has been trained since his childhood by his parents in both diagnosing and treating both injuries and ailments. He can fashion splints and bandages, prepare medicines and assist with most things related to health in the settlement.
  • Gardening & herbalism
    • Though he doesn’t have the greenest thumb around, Monty does grow a few herbs on his own, mostly for medicinal reasons. Monty maintains his tiny garden indoors year round, using recycled materials to fashion flower beds.
❀ Biography: Born to proud healer parents Aaliyah and Lee of his home colony, Monty had a childhood full of love. Due to the fact that he was born prematurely, extremely underweight and sickly as a child, his parents hovered over him for most of his infancy, scared to death that something would happen to him if they took their eyes off of him, even for a moment. Unfortunately, because of his premature birth, his parents began noticing signs of delayed onset hearing loss in him at the age of 5. He learned to talk before that, however he soon stopped talking as much as he lost more and more of his hearing, eventually becoming fully deaf by the age of 8.

Both his parents, during this time, scrambled to find what information they could on possibilities of communicating with him, eventually being informed that ASL existed. Relieved, the two of them spent years, learning the language for themselves and teaching it to Monty, who began using it, along with a notepad and a pen, as his main ways of communicating. It proved to be a bit hard to keep up in conversations with other kids, however, since most did not know ASL, meaning he was often answering to bits of the conversation that had long passed. His parents, friends with the local apothecary, who also had a child, introduced him to Mel at the age of 10, who he eventually became friends with.

The social isolation he lived through, not having many friends, though not malicious in nature, was difficult for him to experience as a child. However, as his parents started to take him under their wings as a healer apprentice, he found himself delving deeper into his work than into his interpersonal relationships. When he was chosen to help start the new settlement, he'd been a bit hesitant to celebrate, seeing as his closeness with his parents made him want to stay, but with a bit of persuasion, he finally decided that leaving would be good for him.

❀ code by @rissa


 
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chuachai


19
5'3'' & 130 lbs.
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❀ PROFILE
NAME: Chuachai "Chai" Mian
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
OCCUPATION: Weaver
LIKES: Sweets, odd textures, swimming, fruit, coffee, crows

DISLIKES: Squirrels (she's scared of them), cold temperatures, bitter foods

❀ ABOUT
❀ Personality: Chai has no idea how to mind her own business. Peppy, overbearing and most definitely lacking an indoor voice, she's gung ho about basically everything. Her enthusiasm can be contagious, albeit a bit grating if one isn't used to it, but she generally means well. She's friendly with just about anyone and anything she comes across and loves to talk. Admittedly, she's more of a talker than a listener, but with a gentle prod, she quickly remembers that conversations typically aren't made by her talking the other person's ear off. It just takes a bit of understanding to fully appreciate her passion for... Well, just about everything to exist on the planet.

She loves finding weird things to touch, as in odd plants or materials, and often has a ridiculous amount of random garbage in her pockets, used solely for busying herself when there's nothing else around for her to do. She likes to give some of these things to people as symbols of her affection, but really, not many people want to receive a weird sponge she found on the ground. Regardless, she tries not to take criticism too harshly, tending to want to be a people pleaser, but not knowing exactly how to do so. She's the type to hyper focus for hours, having a seemingly endless stream of determination and patience. Giving up is her least favourite thing to do, thus she normally has to be forced into ending a task early.

Somehow, she's forever cold, always bundled up even if it is warm and sunny outside. This tends to mean that she's running around in two sweaters for absolutely no reason at all, but it usually doesn't bother her until the heat is sweltering. She loves to be active and often asks to come along on any type of exploration or scavenging missions, mostly because she just wants to see more of the world around them, despite not having any skills related to exploration.

❀ Practical skills:
  • Weaving:
    • Chai is a specialist in weaving. Typically, she handles weaving fabrics, ropes, baskets and mats for the settlement. With her meticulous way of working and ridiculous amount of patience, she normally ends up making way more than necessary without supervision, but hey, at least she's being productive?
  • First aid:
    • Though she is most definitely not an expert, she knows the basics of first aid, since most are trained in it in the main settlements before being sent out.
❀ Biography: Chai's long lineage of Thai-American ancestors refused to let go of their heritage after the Change, meaning throughout the years, they all held onto their last names and language, passing it on through their children. Chai's parents, Niran and Achara Mian, did the same, of course. As a child, Chai learnt both English and Thai, alongside weaving with her mother, while her father tended to his duties as a farmer. Her parents soon gave birth to her younger sisters, twins named Rune and Rochana respectively. Chai grew to be ridiculously protective of her sisters, staying close to her family for most of her formative years.

The closest thing to a familial rupture she experienced was coming out to her parents at the age of 15. She'd grown close with a friend of hers: a female friend. Her parents hadn't fully understood the extent of this closeness until she'd proudly revealed that they were dating. Her parents, completely at a loss as for what to do in light of this information, insisted that she break up with her. Humanity had dwindled since the Change, being in a relationship that would not birth any children was a preposterous idea to them. Chai had fought with them, refusing to do as she was told, only to find out that her girlfriend wanted to end it, as her parents had also disapproved.

This left Chai feeling a bit lost, if anything, but she eventually accepted that the relationship had to end. Though she in no way identifies as straight, she simply stopped talking to her parents about anything that would make them uncomfortable, in fear of experiencing the same strain in her familial relationships. She's not too keen on remaining with them now, simply due to a desire to live her life as she pleases, despite her still loving them very much. Being chosen for the new settlement was exactly what she was hoping for, so now, she only hopes for the best.

❀ code by rissa


 
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X I E ' K O A H * M E D R A X I A
(zee-eh-koh-uh, meh-drak-see-uh)
Nickname(s): Xie
Age: 30
Gender: Cis-male
Species: Human
Tribe/Family: Rohwesh Tribe, Medraxia family
Occupation: High Sage of Madis
A life void of knowledge is not actually a life; it is but a pitiful, wasted existence.
You are born, you understand nothing, then you die.

Personality:
Moral Alignment - Chaotic Neutral1611768757445.png

Xie’koah definitely isn’t the most pleasant person to be around. An opportunist that hungers for knowledge, rather than fortune, he has no interest in socializing unless it benefits him. He has always been a curious man, constantly looking to learn more, whether it be about their history, magic or culture. He is particularly haughty and pretentious, being obscenely proud of his tribe, the Rohwesh. Objectively, he believes they are the best because they created him. He’s annoying as hell and shows his affection in… Unpleasant ways, but all he wants is to keep learning. He doesn’t believe in following authority blindly and will fight rules that he believes to be stupid, but will never go out of his way to help people unless it helps him in some way.

He is incredibly efficient though, despite his horrid personality and always gets things done when he says he will. He is a man of his word, even when his words are bothersome.


Magic:

  • Light manipulation
Xie’koah can manipulate the movement of light, though not on a large scale. He cannot create nor alter the properties of light, he may only redirect it. Using this, he can stop all light from entering someone’s eyes, rendering them “blind” until he stops, or he could render someone blind by redirecting sunlight into their eyes continuously. (Of course, the latter would only work if they person didn’t… Just look away LMAO) He does not have enough magical prowess to do this to multiple people at once, needing a lot of concentration to use his abilities: he can sense the direction of light rays and alter their flow.

Drawbacks: Xie’koah’s eyesight is extremely bad and continues to degrade, the more he uses his Gift. He is slowly blinding as the years go by and will most likely go completely blind within a decade or two, he assumes.


Abilities:

  • Knowledge and battle tactics
    • Xie’koah is incredibly well versed in war tactics due to his extensive research. Though he doesn’t really have the physical strength to use all of these strategies in battle, he is knowledgeable enough to make a good commander in battle.
  • Being annoying
    • He is very good at making people dislike him.
  • Stealthy
    • Xie moves very quietly and due to the nature of his gift, is very good at remaining undetected through camouflage.

Weaknesses:
  • Eyesight
    • Xie’koah cannot see past his outstretched arms without his glasses.
  • Affection
    • He is literally unable to handle people being affectionate towards him and will literally physically attack you if you try to get all sappy with him. Please stop embarrassing him.
  • Lack of brute strength
    • If you tried to arm wrestle him, you'd break his arm.

History:
  • Born into the Rohwesh tribe an only child to a polycule of 3 fathers and 1 mother, Xie’koah had always been spoiled by his parents. His lack of siblings made him hungry for the attention of his peers though, only receiving it from his parents. He wanted someone to share his knowledge with, being an inquisitive child, even if discovering this knowledge lead to him bothering others. He often got himself into trouble with the authority in the tribe for causing mischief but never anything too serious.
  • He met Rhine, the other becoming his closest friend during those early formative years, confiding in him and treating him like the sibling he'd never had. Rhine's exile hurt him and confused him in ways that he could not describe, so he chose not to. He soon learned that talking about your feelings was pointless in a society about survival: the only feelings that mattered were meant to be kept hidden if not approved of.
  • Still, he could not shake his love of his tribe. They had done bad things, but they had sheltered him, created who he was today. There was comfort in being prideful of the small world that one had always grown up in.
  • He left at the age of 20 to become a sage at the temples of Drohael, soon taking on the role of High Sage for his academic prowess. He choose Madis as his patron god, finding him to be the most suitable. Around this time, he also encountered a lot of stress from his position, leading him to picking up the hobby of sleeping around for stress relief. Commitment was never his thing and he's never in his life, taken on a permanent lover.
  • One year ago, he was summoned by Kirisnoti to do research at Drohael Kae and has resided there ever since.

Relationships:

Eskyr Juno - Childhood friend - Chief of the Rohwesh - Quake

Xie’koah has somehow kept his odd friendship with the now Chief of the Rohwesh all his life, despite spending the majority of it constantly bothering her. Since they both share similar interests when it comes to keeping their tribe thriving, they manage to stay on the same page through business interactions. Still, Xie enjoys getting a rise out of her and some would think that they’re enemies, with the way he addresses her with less than affectionate nicknames prodding at how she is ONE single year older than him: old hag, crone, bag of bones, etc.

Rhine Sanria - Childhood friend - Outlander - MiharuAya
A dear friend from long ago. He was like a little brother to him and Xie often snuck over to ramble about his discoveries to him. Xie often laughed at the prospect of people calling the young boy weak: he had battled illness his whole life, was that not a sign of strength? He questioned when the other was kicked from the tribe at a young age and has lost contact with him ever since, but he obviously hasn’t forgotten him, since he keeps the spun cord he braided for him when they were young. Still, his name has died on his lips. His affection for him is a forgotten secret that he holds onto.

Valerian Osta - Friend - Scholar - SamVurai
A like-minded soul, searching for the answers that the universe has yet to show him. Valerian and Xie once had a polite, distant acquaintanceship at the temples of Drohael, but it soon bloomed into something more when Xie realized the other actually had some bite to him. Despite their business-like, cold interactions with each other when others are around, they are quick to be snippy and snarky with the banter towards one another when left alone. Of course, this isn't bad in the slightest: Xie actually adores having someone who can fire back without having to threaten him with violence due to a lack of having anything smart to say. He is one of the only people Xie will seek attention from, though he'd never admit it.


Kirisnoti Drohvdyn - Acquaintance - Chief of All Chiefs - dvyniai
Xie knows the Chief of All Chiefs in passing. Occasionally, he helps the man in secret to learn how to read and write, but they are in no way close. Xie considers this to be a polite business relationship and nothing more, but the Chief of All Chiefs seems insistent on speaking to him for some reason.

Kalnorrin, Erradon, Bintu and Ashavia Medraxia - Parents - Tribespeople of Rohwesh
Xie is not extremely close with his parents anymore, but he still respects them as the ones who guided him into seeking out the knowledge he so craves. They've always loved him despite him being a little shit, so that has to count for something.



Extra:
  • Xie’koah has used the same two red and yellow spun cords to tie his hair up everyday since he was a child. They are extremely worn and frayed because of this, but he refuses to replace them.
  • Xie is a picky eater and would rather have hunger pains than eat things that are texturally unpleasant to him (anything gelatinous or gooey). He will eat them as a last resort, but will complain a LOT while doing so.
  • He has a soft spot for bugs. He loves bugs, especially spiders, and will get extremely aggravated if he catches you killing one.
  • Xie stands at 5'9'' with a fairly slender build. He has a slightly toned build, but it's definitely nothing to gawk at. His entire back is covered in a large tattoo that has gained more and more pieces over the years.
 
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E Z E R A N * V Y L K O R R I C
(eh-zuh-rin, vil-koh-rik)
Nickname(s): Ez
Age: 27
Gender: Cis-male
Species: Human
Tribe/Family: Vondjlorr
Occupation: Kitchen Staff
『 What more can we do with the precious, little time we have
other than try to be a better person than we were yesterday? 』

Personality:
Moral Alignment - Neutral Good

Ezeran is a happy, gentle giant with a calming presence. He’s generally friendly and welcomes people of all walks of life with open arms within his friend group, to the point where perhaps he doesn’t even set healthy boundaries for himself. Even if someone is causing him distress, he’ll attempt to kill them with kindness, for lack of better terms, but obviously, that doesn’t always work out. This demeanour and outlook on life gets him side eyed a lot, along with comments on his weakness/cowardice, but he never says anything to refute these points. He's very dedicated to living a spiritually fulfilled life and often meditates or contemplates his morality and his weaknesses in order to stay in tune with himself.

He’s an optimistic soul with a love for both the natural world around him and cooking for hours on end, and really, all he wants to do is take care of the people who surround him. He can also be playful and mischievous, but this is mostly an influenced trait: he’ll follow the flow of the person talking to him.



Magic:

Gift nullification
- Anyone Ezeran is in direct contact with cannot use their born magic. Learned magic is unaffected by this. The moment Ezeran is no longer touching the person’s bare skin in any way, the block on their magic is instantly removed. He cannot turn this off at will, this gift is always “on.” Also, he cannot reverse the effects of magic, he can only stop it before it has happened.

Ezeran’s energy seeps out of him to nullify magic whenever he is in direct contact with people. This means that even just kissing someone, or shaking hands with them, will continually drain his energy. Meditation and sleeping regenerate this lost energy. Prolonged direct exposure (roughly 30 min) leads to dizziness, headache and nausea for him. Continuing to be in contact with other people after this (roughly 2 hours without rest) will not only force him to pass out, but his body will continue to attempt to nullify magic even while he is unconscious, draining his own life force permanently in this state.


Abilities:

Hand to hand combat
Ez is extremely talented with close quarters, unarmed combat. His brute strength, speed and gift help with this ability, and if he fights, he is very efficient and mercilessly lethal with his hits.

Cooking
He is a very talented and loving cook, and would love to cook for just about anyone who asks. It's a point of pride to only use recipes he's created himself at this point. His specialties are savoury dishes, but he can cook just about anything from his years of practice.

Climbing
The world is a jungle gym to Ez. If he needs to, he can scale anything. Trees, mountains, cliffsides: you name it. He has great grip and knows how to properly judge the terrain he's climbing.


Weaknesses:

Ranged attacks/weapons
Due to the nature of Ezeran's style of fighting, he does not fare well against ranged attacks, especially projectiles.

Pacifist
He refuses to fight unless pushed to his absolute limit. Sometimes, this leads to more harm than good.

Flexibility
Ez is a hulking mass of muscles. It's hard to be flexible when you've got all those bulging muscles in the way.


History:

Ez was born under the stars, to Ellua and Cardamis of the Vylkorric clan. The two cherished their little boy, showering him with love and affection. As Ez grew older, he struggled to pay this affection forward: rage claimed more of him than he could control. It was odd, to see a young boy with such doting and reasonable parents, constantly breaking things, spewing threats and attacking people like a wild animal. Though some chalked it up to just being hyperactive and mischievous (which he certainly was), there was always just something darker lurking behind those clenched fists of his. He often got a slap on the wrist, perhaps a lecture or two for his misbehaviour, but none of it seemed to really stop him.

When he got angry, he couldn't see anything. People lost their faces, their meaning, their words. They became obstacles, bags of meat to push aside in his fury... And he lost himself in that feeling. Though he could love, he could hate with so much more power. It scared both him and his parents. However, when he found Alaarae, he found himself with something to protect. Someone.

The little hatchling was brought home with him and though his mother's initial reactions to her were less than savoury, he managed to convince them that Alaarae was just as scared as they were. The little dragon soon became part of the family, and Ez's closest confidant. He opened up to her about the blindness that filled him, how even feared himself when it took over and she listened like no one else could. Finally, someone understood him. It was from then on that Ez dedicated every ounce of his attention to assuring that Alaarae remained safe. He worked the mines as he grew older, following in his mother's footsteps, but still keep an ever so watchful eye on his little sister.

This watchful eye led to his downfall... And to one of the most painful years of his life. Rae was different. Ez guarded her secret with a passion, knowing the potential dangers that would arise should the information become public. However, when protecting her from one of their tribesmen one day that had threatened her, he lost himself once more. The man hadn't even laid a hand on her, but Ez's rage, seeing her fear, sent him spiralling. He beat his fellow tribesman, over and over, breaking his knuckles and sustaining multiple injuries himself, but the damage was done.

When he'd finally seen what he'd done, it had been worse than he could've imagined. He killed him.

He watched as they hauled the man's corpse away. He watched his mothers shed tears, begging for him to be punished less severely. He watched the man's family look at him, with hatred, with fear. He was a monster. It was Rae's turn to watch him disappear into the wilderness, exiled for a year for his crimes. If he were to return before his exile ended, they would end him themselves.

That year changed him. He spent quite a lot of time believing that he didn't deserve this. That, yes, killing was bad, but the other had deserved it. He'd spent much time in denial, alone. He killed wild animals. He punched trees. He tried anything, anything to release the pent up anger within him, but when he realized just HOW alone he was, it melted. Behind it, it left him with nothing but shame. He realized how much wrong he'd done and how much he absolutely despised himself. It was then that Ez became a pacifist. He gave himself the scar on his stomach that day, to remind himself of his faults. Not that he'd ever let himself forget.

He learned to meditate, to find peace in nature. He learned to look further than himself and to hold his tongue. He returned to his tribe a new man and spent every single day trying to make up for what he'd done, though he knew he could not. He repented. Though he had a new love for life and respect for others, he still feared who he was. The self-hatred he carried burned inside him... Until he met Kirisnoti.

The man had a vision of unity. Kiri seemed to have the confidence and the drive that Ez couldn't ever find in himself, and he felt drawn to him in ways that he could never explain. Never before had he felt that yearning, that longing to be close to someone in such a way. As Kiri's departure from the Vondjolrr loomed closer, Ez feared the worst. That he would lose that spark, with his first love. But somehow, the other seemed to reciprocate the desire to be closer, inviting him to come with him. Ez agreed with pleasure, and soon after, the two were married.

Now, Ez works in the kitchens at Drohael Kae, happy as ever to have found somewhere to pursue his passion in peace.


Relationships:

Kirisnoti Drohvdyn - Husband - Chief of All Chiefs - dvyniai
Ezeran respects and admires Kirisnoti more than anyone else, loyal to him until the bitter end. Though he is fiercely pacifistic, he would follow Kirisnoti into battle if the other truly wanted him to, which is not something he could say about many. He is one of the loves of his life and Ez shows this by constantly making sure he is well fed and taken care of. They are affectionate and (*cough cough* ridiculously horny) with each other, with a strong relationship built on respect and understanding of the other’s faults. Above all, Ez is thankful that Kiri loves him despite his past, and strives to show him that same love and acceptance every single day of their lives together.

Alaarae Vylkorric - Sister - Servant - Huntress
She was the first person Ez swore to protect with his life, a promise he no longer needs to keep since she is no longer small and vulnerable, but he still would lay his life down for her if she asked. Ez rescued the baby Alaarae when she was but a hatchling, weak and fearful in the wilderness by herself, taking her home and making her part of the family. Though Alaarae is not his born sibling, Ez considers her as such and dotes on her as much as he can. They are affectionate with each other and he confides in her when he needs the emotional support, since she knows how his thoughts plague his mind.

Girasol Osta - Friend - General - SamVurai
The general and the chef are good friends. Ezeran likes the energy that the man brings to the table and well, Gira seems to like the food Ez brings to the table. The man is always the first tester for all of Ez's new recipes and the last person Ez leaves unsupervised too long in the kitchen. His rambunctious nature means that Gira has to be put in time out more than most do, but Ez is more than happy to follow along and make sure nothing in their path gets lit on fire for too long, anyway...


Rauvieshu Varrus Drohvdyn - Friend/Co-spouse - Hunter - Mundane Monster
The little ball of energy that Rauvie is and the huge, gentle giant that Ez is, make for an interesting pair. The two get along despite their differences in views and Ez is grateful for their mutual understanding and respect for each other. Rauvie does need to get held back sometimes, since he risks really messing people up when let completely loose, and Ez is more than happy to keep the other from getting into too much trouble. He does, from time to time, get a bit whisked away into the other's antics, as they're quite infectious with that excitable attitude of his. No day with Rauvie is ever the same and Ez cherishes that.

Kotka Thonn - Childhood friend - Chief - ET
Being a childhood friend of Ez's means that you had to see sides of him that he'd rather keep hidden. In Ez's hotheaded, angry youth, he'd been frenemies with Kotka, constantly bickering and trying to outdo one another. Of course, this lead to altercations, but somehow, they never seemed to hurt each other too badly. As they both grew older and each one found their places in life, the tension between them eased into a more palatable friendship.

Ellua & Cardamis Vylkorric - Mothers - Miner & Healer in the Vondjolrr tribe
Ez has the utmost respect for his mothers. They're hard workers and kind, gentle women who tried their damndest to keep him out of trouble when he was younger. Though he once resented the way that they held him back from confronting every single problem imaginable with his fists, he learned after his exile that they were in the right. He tries to visit home to see them when he can and sends letters with travellers when possible. Though he cannot read nor write, he asks any nearby sages or scholars to help him out.


Extra:
  • Ezeran has seasonal allergies and as a result, hates spring with a passion. For the entire season, he is a sneezy and sick mess. He tries not to go outside too much during this season.
  • He's a lightweight when it comes to alcohol. After two drinks, he's already drunk. At the very least, he isn't too hard to deal with: just an affection crybaby who will spend the rest of the night telling people what he loves about them while sobbing profusely.
  • He loves great views. Every evening, he finds a nice place to watch the sunset. He especially likes to climb things in order to get a better view at a higher altitude: he has absolutely no fear of heights.
  • Speaking of height, Ez is huge. He's 6'6'', with broad shoulders and a muscled, toned body, covered in various scars from his youth and tattoos.
 
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R I A M B E L L E * V I O T T O
(ree-am-bell, vee-oh-toh)

Nickname(s): Ria, the Golden Princess
Age: 28
Gender: Cis-female
Species: Human
Occupation: Princess of the Gymos family
『 You'd do well to remember your place,
or your last memories of this world will be spent under my boot. 』

Personality:
Moral Alignment - Lawful Neutral

The Golden Princess of Gymos has always known what she wanted. Respect. Above all, Riambelle insists on receiving the reverence and respect that she so believes that she's deserved her entire life. Well-read, athletic, beautiful and well-spoken, she's been training vigorously for her role as a child of Gymos her entire life. Of course, this has lead to her being obsessed with appearances and a perfectionist to the utmost degree, so it's not very often that people can say that she is pleasant to be around. Intimidating, and perhaps inspiring, yes, but definitely not someone you would like to enjoy a nice dinner with. This, in turn, has lead to a lot of loneliness in Riambelle's life, though she refuses to admit that she needs anyone else.

She has no idea how to relax, nor how to give other people a break. She's ambitious to the point of being dangerous to both her health and others, with a competitive spirit that often seems like it's one minor loss from becoming unhinged. There is a caring, vulnerable aspect of her, somewhere, hidden deep beneath that obsessive, insecure and downright neurotic nature of hers, but rarely is it ever seen by anyone.

Magic:


Hair Manipulation
The Golden Princess got her name from her flowing locks of golden hair. However, the sheer volume of her hair isn't the sole reason why that trait of hers became her trademark. Riambelle is capable of manipulating her own hair using energy from her own body, to both grow it at will and harden it into a thick, shield-like block. Her mass of hair can triple in volume if she has the energy to do so, and essentially become "locked" in place in order to block attacks. Because of the sheer amount, it is quite resistant to full slicing or cutting when she wills it to bunch together, but its main weakness is fire. Setting her hair alight causes her extreme pain, and because of this, she is incredibly fearful of flames. Her connection to her hair allows her to grow it and strengthen it to a hardness otherwise unachievable by normal means, but it also forces her to feel any damage done to it to a heightened degree.

She cannot retract hair that she has already grown, thus she uses her sword to slice off excess when need be after battle, even if it physically pains her. She can only use her powers using energy that she has gained from eating, thus she is incapable of using her abilities on an empty stomach. Her body warns her of low reserves with painful headaches and stomach pains, and once her storage is empty, she is no longer able to use her abilities.

Strengths:

Swordsmanship

Riambelle is well-trained in fighting with swords in specific, and is an accomplished duelist. Her knowledge of both the strategy and etiquette behind swordsmanship is vast, making her a difficult opponent to best in one on one combat.

Well-educated
She is particularly well-read, having divided all of her free time growing up between duelist training and education. She is as cultured as she is dignified.

Detail-oriented / Perfectionist
The Golden Princess believes that if you want something done well, you have to do it yourself. Everything she does, she does with extreme care, and nothing solved by her hand will be done in an inefficient or shoddy manner.

Weaknesses:

Hand-to-hand combat

Riambelle is not very physically strong, nor is she as good as utilizing her hands as weapons as she is her hair or her sword. Put her in a fight unarmed and she is very likely to be easily overpowered.

Holier-than-thou
Riambelle believes that everything she does is correct at all times, and she is incapable of fault. This leads to her blindly ignoring pertinent information from those that she believes to be lesser than her, which just as dangerous as it is incredibly stupid.

Prone to migraines
She often suffers from migraines, mostly due to her lack of a well balanced schedule. She has absolutely no hobbies outside of honing skills meant for bringing honour to her family, and is often tense and physically uncomfortable due to this.

History:

The Viotto family offered up a heir for Gymos, but it was never Riambelle's to have. She knew that women were typically not the heiresses, but it wasn't until she was older that she realized that they would never let her have it, even though she was the eldest sibling. How spiteful she'd grown, knowing that all of her hard work meant nothing. She'd trained as a duelist, she'd studied ancient history, magic, economics, anything and everything to become the perfect vessel for the Viotto family's pride, but again and again, she was reminded that it was not hers to have. And so what? She had been born without a penis, thus she was meant to never even be given the opportunity to earn what she truly deserved?

Preposterous. She worked harder. She created perfection incarnate, she moulded herself in ways that Aleon refused to, in order to win a competition she'd never even been allowed to compete in. She took no hobbies, except for the ones expected of her, and mastered them. When chaos struck Neskoria, and she saw her life flash before her eyes, she'd thought that it'd been the end of her, but somehow, through pure luck and determination, her life was not taken.

She would make something out of it, whether people liked it or not. The Outlands would see. Her family would see. They'd all see what Riambelle Viotto could do, one way or another.

Relationships:

Aleon Viotto - Younger Brother - Prince - MiharuAya

Riambelle regards her brother as both a nuisance and an overgrown toddler. Of course, since he is of her blood, she does, in some deep recess of her mind, care about him, but rarely do they ever agree on anything. Somehow, they are capable of bickering about anything, and competing over just about anything, whether it be seeing who can perform at hunting the best, or who can eat the most food in the shortest amount of time. Though they both share the same contempt for their society and the roles it has forced them into, they usually cannot be persuaded to make peace for more than a minute or two.

Eindritch Rozel - Duelling Partner - Knight - MundaneMonster
The only type of person Riambelle respects is the type of person who commands respect, and deserves it. She only believes Ein to fill half of those requirements. Though Ein is a skilled duelling partner and she acknowledges both his strength and his skill, he is incredibly annoying to her. His belief that life is some fairy tale that he was born to conquer and to be the grand hero of is both childish and misplaced, since he is barely much better than a low born commoner in terms of status. He certainly doesn't exude a commanding demeanour in her opinion, and though she will at least speak to him, it's more so that she tolerates him.


Chaol Aedion - Acquaintances - Gydis Heir - BlueVanishingDrive
The Gydis heir is not only a bore, but a walking privacy violation in the making. Riambelle once bullied the other, in their youth, but has since then cooled off, mostly either vaguely annoyed or completely indifferent about him now. He knows far too much about her than she'd like, and she has promised on multiple occasions to give him a swift death should her secrets be revealed, but otherwise, she doesn't really care what he does. He's far too mild-mannered to be worth taking up extra space in her mind. She doesn't consider him her enemy, but she doesn't feel as though they share any relationship further than just knowing each other.

Jinnell Aedion - Crush - Gydis Sibling - BlueVanishingDrive
Riambelle is just a useless lesbian in the end and her relationship with Jinnell is proof of that. Jinnell is both well-respected and sturdy, without losing any of her kindness: behaviour that Riambelle cannot seem to grasp in her own mind. She can't quite remember when she started developing a crush on her, but in the end, does it even matter? She'd never tell a soul and the very thought of her feelings being reciprocated on any level both makes her nauseous and intensely fearful. Though she seeks out Jinnell's company, she would never make it obvious, going to great lengths to seem like she's treating her the same as everyone else. Of course, the rare smile and kind word does escape from time to time...

Rivulet Nox - Annoyance - Priest - BlueVanishingDrive
Listening to Rivulet Nox talk is much like listening to nails on a chalkboard: uncomfortable and prone to pissing people off. His rambling is nothing that Riambelle hasn't heard before and she would be more than happy to never see him again. Unfortunately, he seems to be set on sticking around to spread the word of the gods, but she is more than certain that the gods should have instead tasked him with being quiet. She has little tolerance for him and typically tries to sic him on someone unsuspecting so she doesn't have to deal with him.

Extra:

  • Riambelle stands at 5'11'', being quite tall, with slender features and is known for being just about as picky with suitors as she is with her appearance. No man has ever seemed to tickle her fancy, but she insists that it's merely because she has yet to meet a proper man.
  • Though she adores music, and often hums to herself to keep busy, Riambelle is a terrible singer and horrifically off key AND off beat, even when she tries. This embarrasses her to such an extent that she refuses to sing, despite wanting to, when listening to something catchy. Being off beat also makes her a terrible dancer.
  • Riambelle has two swords sheathed at her hips, smithed specifically at her request: a rapier and a short sword. Both have their own specialized uses for her, and they have been lovingly named Justice and Faithkeeper respectively. One can definitely tell what her personality is like just from those two names alone, unfortunately. She cleans them weekly and sharpens them yearly.
 
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M E R C Y * X A I O L L U S
(mur-see, zai-oh-luss)

Nickname(s): Murky (only by her siblings)
Age: 23
Gender: Cis-female
Species: Human
Occupation: Blacksmith turned refugee
『 Let me make it better. Chin up. 』

Personality:
Moral Alignment - Chaotic Good

Mercy has always been a mixture of both motherly and mischievous, having grown up as the eldest daughter of 4 siblings. She is just as caring as she is ready to make a ruckus. She loves to play fight and mess around, being a child at heart, and has a deep love for climbing things and exploring. She's not very good with her own boundaries, but she's quite responsible when it comes to supervising other people, especially those younger than her. She has a soft spot for children, or for people shorter than her and cannot help but become doting, even if some people don't really appreciate it. She just can't help it: her intense need to protect gets projected from her siblings to any small person or creature in the area.

She's caring to a fault, being incredibly self-sacrificing to the point of endangering herself in order to help others. Rules and laws mean nothing to her if they lead to good people suffering, so she's gotten herself into some trouble from time to time, from stealing or bickering with nobles. Still, she'll stand up for what she believes in, only backing down if absolutely forced into a corner where further action on her part would hurt the people around her.

Magic:

Wound Absorption

Mercy's original name at birth was scrapped when her parents realized what her gift was. She isn't a healer in the traditional sense, though she can technically
heal others. When Mercy touches people directly (skin to skin), she absorbs whatever physical wounds they may have into her own body. Cuts, bruises, broken bones and the like will instantly heal on those she touches, and reappear on her own body in the same place. She does not have accelerated healing on her own body, so these wounds will heal as normal and she will experience the pain of them in full.

Of course, there are limitations to this. She cannot absorb permanent disabilities, such as blindness, recurring conditions, diseases, death or any type of maiming. (Meaning if she touches someone who has lost an arm, she will not lose an arm herself, but they will not be healed.) She can absorb mortal wounds, but of course, since they are mortal, she can potentially die from them herself. This means she can heal someone close to death, but not bring a dead person back to life.

Strengths:

Swordsmanship

Mercy knows the ins and outs of swords, having been working on them for much of her life under her father's guidance. Though she isn't the most skilled with a sword, she knows how they work, along with their weak points.

Acrobatic
She is incredibly good at escaping the long arm of the law, which is great when you're departing on Robin Hood-esque schemes weekly. Climbing, jumping and hiding are her specialties.

High Pain Tolerance
Mercy is more than willing to suffer for her cause. You can't beat the hope out of her, even if you try.

Weaknesses:

Soft / Compliant

She's terrible at saying no to good people. She often takes on more than she can handle, especially from people who look small and helpless. She just wants to protect them with all her heart, even at her own expense.

Often Injured
More often than not, Mercy is injured. Either through her own antics, or because she absorbed someone else's wounds, whether it was by accident or on purpose. There are rarely any times in which she is in perfect physical form, and the scars all across her body are reminders of that.


Naive
She will usually believe any sob story, if it's told well. She's simply too empathetic, and will fight for anyone with a worthy cause in her books... Which is pretty much anyone who has been wronged by society.

History:

Born to a sickly mother and blacksmith father, Mercy had been a miracle. Her mother and father had been trying for years to conceive, since her mother knew she had little time yet, and wanted to birth a child before she passed. Mercy had been that miracle for her. Somehow, her mother grew stronger and healthier after giving birth to Mercy, and they began to believe that perhaps that was her gift: healing. Of course, once they realized what her Gift could do, it became quite obvious that her mother had simply recovered due to something else, but they still renamed her, since her mother's survival had been an act of mercy from the gods.

Her mother gave birth to three other children, and Mercy treasured them all so. She worked with her parents to take care of them, and doted over them as if they were her own. As she grew older, she began to work in the smithy with her father, at first simply cleaning up for him, and later on, helping him with the forge. Mercy forged swords, tools and anything else that was needed, but as she reached her teen years, she began to see how twisted it was that their society had completely thrown her mother aside when she had been ill.

People on the streets, the commoners, when they were hungry, the nobles did not care. When they fell ill, the nobles did not care. The commoners cleaned their palaces, sewed their expensive clothes, mined their precious jewels, and they forgot about them the moment they turned their backs. Mercy soon grew to hate all nobility, going as far as stealing from caravans bringing goods for nobility, mostly in order to give food to those in need.

When Neskoria fell, she lost everything.

Relationships:

Aleon Viotto - Younger Brother - Prince - MiharuAya
Riambelle regards her brother as both a nuisance and an overgrown toddler. Of course, since he is of her blood, she does, in some deep recess of her mind, care about him, but rarely do they ever agree on anything. Somehow, they are capable of bickering about anything, and competing over just about anything, whether it be seeing who can perform at hunting the best, or who can eat the most food in the shortest amount of time.

Extra:

  • Mercy is 5'7'' and fairly built, both from her time spent wrangling kids and from her work as a blacksmith under the careful eye of her father. She is slightly newer to sword-fighting, but she is trying to better herself everyday through training. Still, she would like the guidance of a skilled fighter at some point, in order to learn the proper techniques.
  • She has a fairly high pain tolerance, mostly because of the consequences of her gift, and is very good at hiding the pain that she is in, in order to make it seem like she is fine. She has done this in order to soothe other people's worries when offering her aid, but she still regrets taking on more than she can chew from time to time, since even if her pain tolerance is high, it doesn't mean that she enjoys being in excruciating agony.
  • Mercy has been nearly arrested a few times, but she has always managed to wiggle her way out of every single knight's grasp so far.
 
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Welcome one and all to the first ever TFI: Tales from Iwaku event! I'm Pav, your host and fellow lover of the written arts. This event is meant to be an open challenge for the talented people here to both show off their work and read the works of others! Here's how it works: a few possible themes will need to be incorporated by the writers into a written piece of any format, be it a short story, a poem, song lyrics, a manuscript or even a diss track. Whatever they feel works best. Those submissions, at the end of the month, will be posted up for people to read and give feedback on. A public reading of the pieces (with the author's consent!) will also be done in the Iwaku Discord Server, to share more thoughts on each submission.

TFI will officially be open to submissions from May 1st, to May 31st, closing at 11:59 PM CST. The date of the call on the server will be determined after submissions close.

So, what are the possible themes to choose from this month? Look no further, because they are:
- The illusion of power
- Unconditional love
- Mercy

Only one theme needs to be incorporated into each submission, but you're free to use multiple if you want! It'll earn you extra Pav-Points, which have no financial value, but hey, at least I'll think you're super cool.

You might be thinking at this point, are there any prizes for joining? The answer is: YES! No monetary prizes (oops, I'm poor) but the author of the best piece (decided by a vote done by readers) will receive a free sketch/flat headshot commission from me. The details on that are down below!

I really look forward to seeing what everyone comes up with and see you soon! :D
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  • The voting will take place on the official thread, in a poll! The piece with the most votes grants the author a free headshot commission from me. This prize can be transferred to someone else if you so choose as well.

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writing guide: Asian Characters

- intro: writing asian characters isn't hard, you just have to know what to avoid. asian people are people like everyone else is and it's not like you have to include certain things. just be respectful and the rest will follow!
- common stereotypes and things to avoid so that they do not become caricatures
- fetishism in writing
- different asian countries (NOT EVERYWHERE IS CHINA/JAPAN/KOREA) + the existence of immigrants
- describing asian people
 
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ASIAN CHARACTERS AND YOU
»»— how to write them without sounding like a creep —««

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Welcome to my little guide on what to avoid when writing ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* woooaaaah ASIAN CHARACTERS. *:・゚✧*:・゚✧ Obviously, this guide isn't the Word of God on all portrayals of Asian people, but it's a way to check yourself when it comes to writing people outside of your own ethnicity. I'm Asian myself, and I can't say that I could write a character from every Asian culture in the world perfectly! The point I'll be trying to make throughout this entire guide is that writing Asian characters isn't hard. We're not an alien species and lots of us probably aren't that different from you in our day-to-day lives. The big thing to remember here is to be respectful!

But Pav! I love k-pop and anime! Is that so wrong of me to include it in my writing?
No, it's not! The only problem is when people use all the stereotypes they've seen in k-pop and anime and apply them to all Asian people. Roleplaying is a hobby and if you want to make every character you ever play Japanese with purple hair and natural golden eyes, go for it. If all you want to faceclaim is k-pop idols, go for it. Just don't act as if those are realistic depictions of Asian people as a whole!



»»—⍟ THE DIVERSITY OF ASIAN PEOPLE ⍟—««
(A.K.A: NOT EVERYONE IS JAPANESE/KOREAN/CHINESE)

Let me preface this by saying that there is nothing wrong with playing Japanese, Korean or Chinese characters. Obviously, these cultures exist and have huge impacts on people's perceptions of Asian people worldwide. However, these three populations only make up roughly 36% of all people in Asia! (It would be harder to count how many Asian people there are worldwide, counting immigrants and subtracting non-Asian people simply living in Asia, so we're simplifying it this way.) Even though that is a sizeable chunk, that is still not even half of all Asian people. A lot of people forget about many Asian countries, not even recognizing that some are technically in Asia! Examples include: India, Pakistan, Taiwan, the Philippines and many, many more.

It is not a requirement to write out characters from these backgrounds, but you should not lock yourself into the belief that all Asian people are fair-skinned, skinny and eat with chopsticks. These are stereotypes that definitely exist in real people, but they do not represent all Asian people in the slightest. There are dark-skinned Asians. There are overweight Asians. There are Asians that eat with their hands, Asians that eat bugs, Asians that can't do math and Asians that do all sorts of things that might be odd or even disgusting to you. Like I said earlier, respect is the most important part.

If you feel as though you are not playing other Asian ethnicities because you dislike their cultures, ask yourself why you might think that way. What makes eating snails or frogs in France so much more cultured than eating fried silkworm pupae in Thailand, or pork blood curry (dinuguan) from the Philippines? Why is eating with your hands considered to be barbaric by some when it's what many of our ancestors did, for hundreds of years? Why is it
cool and eco-friendly when a white person "invents" banana leaf plates, but uncivilized otherwise despite it being done by indigenous Asian people for hundreds of years? Sometimes, we have biases without even realizing it. Stepping back and trying to find the root of your discomfort can sometimes help.

If you have never played a different Asian ethnicity because you simply do not know how to, I would encourage you to research one new culture and try it out! I try to, and I feel like it helps me grow as a writer. Though you might make mistakes, this is part of the learning process. Writing what you know is good, but learning to expand your knowledge and see the world through a different lens while writing can really deepen your understanding of other perspectives.



»»—⍟ COMMON STEREOTYPES & AVOIDING CARICATURES ⍟—««
MAKING A LIST AND CHECKING IT TWICE

Stereotypes are not inherently bad. Humans make assumptions and categorize other people, items, thoughts and just about everything else in order to better understand the world around them. We make associations and that is normal. An Asian character can be written with a few stereotypes! It's hard to avoid them, and they exist for a reason. However, following too many stereotypes when writing these characters can lead you into the zone of caricatures.

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»»—⍟ DESCRIBING ASIAN FACES ⍟—««
NO, WE ARE NOT YELLOW
BLEH BLEH BLEH BLEH

»»—⍟ FETISHISM IN WRITING ⍟—««
IF YOU COMPARE US TO HENTAI, I'M GOING TO DESTROY YOU

We've all seen it. The beautiful, exotic Asian geisha. The motherly, nurturing Asian housewife. The innocent but provocative Asian schoolgirl. All demure, submissive, polite but also sexy. There is nothing wrong with writing smut with Asian people. It's not a shocker that we have sex. The problem is when you fetishize them. I could talk forever about the fetishization of Asian people in the media, from the proliferation of the pedophilic Asian schoolgirl fetish, to the obsession with mixed race White-Asian babies, to the labelling of Asian people with the Model Minority Myth... But I will not. Right now, we are specifically talking about what I have seen in writing and roleplaying.

So what is fetishization, really?
According to the
Cambridge English Dictionary, fetishization can be defined as:
a sexual interest in an object, a part of the body that is not a sexual organ, or a person as if they are an object

It's one thing to have a type but treating a person as if they are nothing but a sexual object because of their race's appeal to you is something completely different. Not only is this dehumanizing, but it does nothing but reinforce the idea that Asian people are not, in fact, people, but objects of lust. Though fiction is not reality, harmful and consistent portrayals of sexualized Asian people who are always shown to be non-autonomous and toys rather than people, can be extremely damaging and/or offensive to Asian people.

Read the following passage:

His mom looked exactly like a doll. In The Wizard of Oz—the book, not the movie, Dorothy goes to this place called
the Dainty China Country, and all the people are tiny and perfect. When Eleanor was little and her mom read her
the story, Eleanor had thought the Dainty China people were Chinese. But they were actually ceramic, or they'd turn ceramic if you tried to sneak one back to Kansas.

Eleanor imagined Park's dad, Tom Selleck, tucking his Dainty China person into his Nak jacket and sneaking her out.

This is an excerpt from Eleanor and Park, a novel by Rainbow Rowell. The first thing to note here is that Eleanor, the main character, is thinking about Park's mother, who is Korean. Not Chinese. These cultures are not interchangeable and you certainly should NOT be going around referring to Korean people, much less Chinese people, as people from Dainty China Country. Of course, she is referencing a book, but this doesn't help much, considering the fact that she highlights the doll-like, tiny and perfect exoticism of the woman, which is completely rooted in fetishism. His mother is not a person. She is a China Doll. It is comments like these that perpetuate the idea that Asian women can be completely boiled down to the Dragon Lady or Yamato Nadeshiko tropes.

This is not to say that Asian men do not face fetishization in writing as well. The popularity of k-pop has lead to a complete lack of empathy from many of those who are obsessed with it, leading to that leaking into their comments and writing. Every Asian man is not tall and skinny, wearing eyeliner and catering to your fantasies while dancing, singing and making cute faces for the camera. A full grown man you have never met is not your adorable baby to infantilize.

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The most important point I want to make here though, is that if an Asian person tells you that your writing is offensive, check yourself. Don't argue that you know their culture better than them. Speaking over Asian voices only leads to more Asian media being drowned out, leaving only what is deemed "acceptable" by common culture to leak through. Asia is a diverse, beautiful continent, and it is not your toy to write out as some sexy geisha land where everyone worships white men. We have ALL seen enough "hot, exotic, submissive POC falling for white man saviour." Enough is enough.
 
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  • HARVEY

    DATE:
    TIME:
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    CURRENT GROUP MEMBERS:
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    RATIONS:

    MISCELLANEOUS EQUIPMENT:
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    WEAPONS:

    CURRENT BASE: NONE

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  • Ezeran
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  • Ezeran

    Maven ♥♥♥♥
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    Oz ♥♥♥
    Hiro
    Merriam ♥♥
    Emrys (anonymous) ♥♥♥
    Jiang ♥♥♥
    Mariana ♥♥♥
    Paola ♥♥
    Odessa ♥♥
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    Donec sit amet ultricies quam. In varius luctus ornare. Phasellus tincidunt fringilla eros vitae rhoncus. Vivamus posuere velit sed rhoncus molestie. Suspendisse potenti. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Pellentesque est neque, aliquet non viverra et, ultrices id tellus. Mauris faucibus luctus elit a sodales. In bibendum vestibulum auctor. Phasellus augue dui, lacinia vitae purus eu, commodo posuere est. Duis vehicula varius molestie. Quisque non laoreet magna, vel gravida nisl. Ut dapibus condimentum consectetur. Proin nunc leo, hendrerit in lorem faucibus, volutpat egestas orci. Nam nec tortor a dui porta efficitur eleifend quis risus. Class aptent taciti sociosqu ad litora torquent per conubia nostra, per inceptos himenaeos. Curabitur vel dignissim lorem, vitae faucibus arcu. Fusce molestie dolor ipsum, et fringilla sem feugiat ut. Phasellus nec accumsan velit. Proin eros velit, semper ac odio a, commodo venenatis enim. Nunc quis vulputate metus, sit amet blandit nisl. Sed egestas sodales nulla, eu consectetur mi.
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  • Merriam Winslow

    Edith ♥♥♥
    Ez ♥♥
    Bel ♥♥♥
    Isidore ♥♥♥
    Jiang ♥♥♥
    Leander
    Mariana ♥♥♥
    Emrys ♥♥
    Melanie ♥♥
    Paola ♥♥♥
    Elijah ♥♥♥
    Odessa ♥♥♥
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  • Luzviminda
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    Proin fermentum, neque quis rhoncus blandit, nulla augue condimentum sapien, vel luctus ante sem vel orci. Fusce quis nunc scelerisque, facilisis urna et, lacinia erat. In commodo interdum turpis, ut viverra leo aliquet id. Donec sed diam faucibus, finibus tellus eu, pulvinar arcu. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Etiam malesuada porttitor luctus. Mauris feugiat lectus eget sapien congue congue. Proin nec massa ex. Nunc leo nibh, aliquet nec quam eget, lacinia pretium libero. Cras quis porta tortor, ac sagittis tellus. Aliquam pellentesque auctor ipsum, id consectetur turpis semper eu. Praesent sit amet massa non velit egestas luctus vel vitae nibh. Curabitur id orci accumsan, blandit sem a, mollis enim.


    Donec sit amet ultricies quam. In varius luctus ornare. Phasellus tincidunt fringilla eros vitae rhoncus. Vivamus posuere velit sed rhoncus molestie. Suspendisse potenti. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Pellentesque est neque, aliquet non viverra et, ultrices id tellus. Mauris faucibus luctus elit a sodales. In bibendum vestibulum auctor. Phasellus augue dui, lacinia vitae purus eu, commodo posuere est. Duis vehicula varius molestie. Quisque non laoreet magna, vel gravida nisl. Ut dapibus condimentum consectetur. Proin nunc leo, hendrerit in lorem faucibus, volutpat egestas orci. Nam nec tortor a dui porta efficitur eleifend quis risus. Class aptent taciti sociosqu ad litora torquent per conubia nostra, per inceptos himenaeos. Curabitur vel dignissim lorem, vitae faucibus arcu. Fusce molestie dolor ipsum, et fringilla sem feugiat ut. Phasellus nec accumsan velit. Proin eros velit, semper ac odio a, commodo venenatis enim. Nunc quis vulputate metus, sit amet blandit nisl. Sed egestas sodales nulla, eu consectetur mi.
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  • Luzviminda


    Odessa ♥♥
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Euphemia Wellington
24 || CIS-FEMALE || MISS


A P P E A R A N C E

Euphemia is but a flower with a weak stem, though her slender body could stand taller, her slouching often makes her seem smaller and more fragile. She rarely smiles, the pale, freckled skin of her face often set still by intense thought, dark brown eyes often downcast and bordered by heavy lashes. Her fiery hair falls around her face in loose waves, often heavily scented with flowery oils or the remnants of whatever new, exotic beauty trend she has fallen for. Her hair refuses to be properly styled on most days, but she tries to make up for it with her extensive collection of accessories, ranging from barrettes, to ribbons, to flowers or any other sort of shiny ornaments.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

Euphemia, affectionately known as Euphie by family and close friends, is a lovely piece of art on legs, soft everywhere that it counts and looking oh-so-demure as she averts her eyes from scandalous social situations... Now, if only she had any interest in fulfilling her parents wishes and finding herself a good partner! Euphie is far more obsessed with preening, falling for conmen and women every other week and spending her pocket money on snake oil that will most definitely keep her as beautiful as her art. She is motivated only by the pursuit of true beauty, one that is not necessarily for the masses, spending much of her free time touching up her appearance and engaging in the creation of paintings and sketches. The only thing that seems to interest her about other people is whether she finds them beautiful by her own standards, which seem to change each month. If you catch her eye, good luck. She'll be trying to rope you into modeling for her for the next few weeks.


H I S T O R Y

If Euphemia stood out for anything, it was always her lack of engagement in anything that did not interest her. Yes, she would dress up and assure that she was prim and proper for every ball and party she was slated to attend, but did she ever truly socialize? Absolutely not. Each social outing was just another way to search for her new muse and share her art (aka her face) with those around her. She has always left the more intense social networking to her siblings, much more interested in hearing about Frederick's travels, being pranked by Melinda (which she actually does not mind much) and watching Penelope cause trouble.
 
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LÉOPOLDINE VIELFAURE
20 || CIS-MALE || MR


A P P E A R A N C E

Léo stands tall, with sharp cheekbones, dark skin and a seemingly permanent state of five o'clock shadow. It is rare that he grows his hair out, keeping it shaved close to the head. It is not rare to see him embarrassed or flustered, since it seems to be his natural state of being, from constantly comparing himself to others and trying to see if he measures up decently enough. He is broad and always trying to put his best foot forward, whether that be physically or personality wise. He often smells of wine and sugar.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

Léo is a gentle soul. Humble and perhaps even a bit meek, he has never been one to stand out, not for his merits, anyway. Though he seeks social connections and is very intent on finding a partner for himself, he is terrible at making decisions and often finds it difficult to establish any contact with potential matches past being introduced. His main passions in life are sweets (especially the French kind), wine (his family's wine is the best, of course) and learning languages (he has english and french down and has now set his sights on italian). Forever a mama's boy, he spends most of his free time trying to console his widow mother, attempting to keep her out of trouble, even though trouble always seems to find her.


H I S T O R Y

Born in Bordeaux, France, Léo was the son of a wealthy winery owner who had purchased slaves from Northern Africa. His mother, Leona, was essentially a trophy at first, prized for her beauty, but came to be his father's favoured companion. Something akin to love sprouted between them, leading to Léo's birth and consequently, their marriage. Expanding his business to socialize with wealthy brits, his father spat in the face of international tensions, moving abroad with his 14 year old son and young wife in order to educate the deprived brits on what was real culture.

Unfortunately, the family only lasted three years in their new home before tragedy struck. His father died of a heart attack, leaving Léo as his only official child, since his mother had suffered multiple miscarriages in the passing years. This left Léo as the sole inheritor of his father's assets, alone with his forlorn, lost mother. Now Léo spends his days trying to maintain his father's business, find himself a proper spouse and keep his mother from trying to sleep with every wealthy baron they run into.
 
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LÉONA VIELFAURE
38 || CIS-FEMALE || MISS


A P P E A R A N C E

Léona is tall and holds herself like she has never heard of keeping to herself. Her head is usually tilted inquisitively or leaned in during conversation, as though listening to gossip cannot be done with a neutral face. Her dark hair is often let loose, wavy or curly depending on the day, growing longer and longer by the day. She refuses to cut it. She's often batting her eyes at any man who breathes in her direction, lips painted and pouty. Her hands and feet are still rough and callused from her long years of working before becoming a trophy wife, as well as tiger-like stretch marks running across her skin from growth spurts and pregnancy, but she sees these things as nothing to be ashamed of.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

Some would say that Léona is a woman that doesn't know her place. Léona would argue that no woman needs to be given a place, rather that they must carve one out for themselves. Her body and her beauty had gotten her chosen, her words and mind had secured her place. She is insistent on thus using those two resources of hers to keep herself properly taken care of, mistakenly searching for the thrill of the love she'd found with Léo's father once more. She loves her meek son despite all of his concerns and warnings about pursuing every walking wallet in the area, but refuses to change her ways. Her favourite pastimes are wax modeling and needlework, since she often likes to keep her hands busy.


H I S T O R Y

There was a time in which Léona despised her captors. In a way, she still does, though she never says it aloud. Morroco had been a good home for her, but the love and hate she'd found with her husband had been a double edged sword that she could not forget. Life in France and life in the UK feel the same to her, same game, different language, different people. She is always proud of her son for making a place for himself in the world and refuses to be complacent, living as a sad widow for the rest of her life. It is her current goal to be remarried as soon as possible, despite Léo's protests.
 
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Micah Snow
27 || CIS-MALE || VISCOUNT


A P P E A R A N C E

Micah is fairly tall, standing at 6'1'', though his features are mostly soft, his jaw and muscles lacking any real definition. He has rounded, thick eyebrows, paired with slightly discoloured hazel eyes, though usually only his left is visible (and even then, it is usually closed). His dark hair has a slight curl to it, impossible to fix on most days and he mostly leaves it to rest over his right eye, having it cover the scar that cracks open his skin, the healed wound a puckered, angry red against his fair complexion. He is usually seen with his cane, wearing clothing made of materials that he finds pleasant.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

It can be difficult to describe Micah, even when one is friends with him... Especially when one knows him well. To most, he is quite unassuming, a quiet and curious listener: the type to ask all sorts of questions about yourself, earnestly wanting to know the answers, yet by the end of the conversation, you realize he did not say a single thing about himself. Micah is quite fascinated with talking to people, seeking out interesting conversations where he can find them, though his disdain for the judgmental and ignorant is very visible. He is open and vocal about not minding if he associates with more unsavoury characters, uncaring if it gives him a bad reputation.

Micah is a flirt, through and through, happy to sleep with anyone that piques his interest. His main hobbies besides securing secret invitations into attractive men's bedchambers are dressing up in drag (mostly privately, sometimes out in public with a trusted comrade under the false name Patience) and attending social gatherings.

He has a nosy cat that he is quite fond of named Snowling. He sometimes calls him Honourable Duke Snowling the 8th, because poking fun at titles is yet another fascinating pastime of his.


H I S T O R Y

Micah Snow was born blind. His mother insisted the wet nurse take care of him for nearly his entire childhood, unwilling to touch the baby whose eyes would move lazily and incorrectly, the pupils discoloured. When a quack surgeon arrived at the Snow estate, hearing the news of the viscount's invalid son, he offered an experimental surgery that would surely miraculously fix the eyes of their failure son. His mother agreed immediately, leading to Micah going under the knife at a young age, though of course, the surgery did not do anything except scar his face horribly. The surgeon disappeared after bandaging up the young one's face, never to be seen again.

And so Micah continued through life, scarred and more interested in women's clothing than in studying the books that he could not see. He was eventually sent away to stay with distant relatives in the country side for many of his teenage years, which was where he picked up his habit of sleeping with men for fun. He eventually returned to his parent's domain when he was informed that his father had passed away, leaving him to inherit his titles and land, being the eldest son. Despite the tense relationship that he has with his mother and his two twin younger sisters, Emma and Maria, he continues his father's work, albeit much less efficiently, since he finds that there are more interesting things to do with his time.
 
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Pashmina
Gorgon
FULL NAME
Pashmina Lutz
NICKNAME(S)
Mina
GENDER
Cis-female
PRONOUNS
She/her
AGE
29
BIRTHDAY
August 29th
BIRTHPLACE
Aeaea City
CURRENT CITY
Aeaea City

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION
Panromantic.
SEXUALITY
Pansexual, masc-lean.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS
Single.

CLASS
Middle class.
OCCUPATION
Seamstress.
HEALTH NOTES
Allergic to peanuts.

HAIR SNAKES DESCRIPTION (GORGONS ONLY)
Pink and white snakes, though she only has four instead of them filling her entire head.
POWER LIMITATIONS
Pashmina's powers are quite weak; her ability to petrify lasts 10 minutes at best, but she still finds it annoying.

HEIGHT
5'9''
BODY TYPE
Rounded and curvy, especially in the legs and thighs.
HAIR
Long and falls in faint waves, reaching her midback. The top layer is a soft pink, while the bottom layer is a pale blonde. Often has barrettes in her hair.
EYES
Wears pink contacts at all times in order to avoid petrifying people. Under those contacts, her eyes are a deep blue.
SKIN DETAILS
Burns easily. Pale and often flushed pink. Pale scales glinting on her forehead.
NOTABLE FEATURES
Smells of strawberries. Fangs. Often wearing dresses and soft amounts of body glitter. Has a bouncy, peppy walk.

PERSONALITY
Adoring. Affectionate. Creative. Excitable. Friendly. Nosy. Overbearing. Easily embarrassed. Idealistic. Optimist. Disorganized. Gossipy. Materialistic. Superstitious.
LIKES
Sewing. Knitting. Crochet. Dresses. Fruit pies. Mango and pineapple juice. Berries. Bossa nova music. Snake-themed jewelry. Accessories. Wool. Picnics. Ice cream. Pink. Fireworks. Vinyl records.
DISLIKES
High heels. Spicy foods. Cooking. Denim. Trivia. Fast paced sports. Suede. Leather. Stand up comedy. Bugs. Silence. Rollercoasters.
STRENGTHS
Bounces back from adversity, happy with the cards she's dealt.
WEAKNESSES
Loses things often, has difficulty managing her money.

HISTORY
Pashmina's father was her idol. Though he wasn't famous or rich or anything of that nature, he had done his best to raise her as well as he could as a single father. Her mother had passed away of complications when she'd been born, but Pashmina's childhood was never lacking in love. In Aeaea, her father ran a small tailoring business, serving the community for decades before he'd finally decided to retire. Pashmina grew up around rolls of fabric, around the rhythmic sound of sewing machines and her father's old vinyls. She tried to run his business when he handed it down to her, but found it difficult to manage to in-person storefront, the first year of her taking over becoming a well-known failure. Embarrassed, she'd taken a month off of working, too dejected from disappointing her dad to be consoled.

Still, in the end, she managed to scrape herself together and follow in his footsteps in a different way, with an online storefront, one that she found much easier to manage and understand. The rest is history.

EXTRA
  • Pashmina likes to collect lip gloss. She has a special box in her room where she has them all carefully placed together. She does not go outside without applying some, saying that they're necessary for good luck.
  • She runs an online store where she sells the clothing and sewn goods that she's made, named Posh-mina.
  • Skirts and dresses are her favourite, wearing pants is her worst nightmare.
code by wren.
 
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