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the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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音(Sound) || OC 4/5
After mastering the last element, she moved on to learning the celestial level, which at that point, she had left Sen behind, as Sen stayed a monk, whereas she went on learning—choosing to learn An (dark), first. That had caused a major backfire when she 'killed' Sen on their last field trip together (his last field study), because of a mishap and miscalculation the both of them overlooked. She still blames herself to this day.
On her twenty-second birthday, she had finally gotten An under her wing and was ready to move on to the last celestial element, Ling-Ling, her friend of ten years, decided to study abroad in America to be doctor. Sound had been somewhat against the idea of her friend stepping into the new soil of somewhere all the way across the world, but had been won over by her friend's reason. The friends separated, and Sound continued to study, and Ling-Ling travelled over to the other side of the world in America.
Personality:
A rather humourous person, she has a slight sense of humour. Only slight. She has been abandoned by her parents due to the one-child policy in China, and therefore, never really knew her parents. She 'was' a very warm and bubbly child when she was younger, but as she got exposed to more, that outgoingness and extrovertedness slowly gone away, little by little. Despite all the things that happened in her life, she maintains a proper mental stability, and manages a smile on her face, presenting herself as a friendly person. She's worrisome, and cares a whole bunch about the people she loves. She very doting at times, and taking after her foster father (the master-monk), she resumes a very motherly figure for most people, and won't think twice to put other people before herself.
With that said, she can also be quite selfish sometimes, and at critical times, she can be quite manipulative (a trait she has inherited after learning the dark element of the celestial elements, at her later years), and sometimes, bossy. Because her survival mode as kicked in, she isn't able to figure out nice from mean, and therefore, she treats everyone the same way, and that could often come off as a cold demeanour, even though she doesn't mean it that way.
She can also be a klutz, and often time than not, she can manage to trip over her own feet, and therefore, gaining her the title of the klutz genius. She learns very fast, and adapts to new environments fairly quickly—albeit too quickly, as she would have liked. However, when Sen had passed on (due to a mistake on her part, as she views), she wasn't able to move on for a rather long time. She had been down in the dumps for the whole year and a half before she stepped up (after long lecturing and nagging from the master-monk), and moved on.
She hates to harm the people she cares about, and would do about anything to keep them from danger. However, she understands that she, too, is a person with numerous limits, she learned to accept her limits, and act to the best of her abilities.
She hates bitter foods, and is known to have a sweet tooth. She is a disaster in the kitchen. Period.
音(Sound) || OC 5/5
Sound is able to manipulate her Ling into people and inanimate objects, and manipulate the five basic elements along with the celestial element, dark. The five basic elements are described above, but to summarize, they are fire, water, air/wind, earth and metal. She is capable of inserting her Ling into these five different elements and command them at will, to protect herself. She was actually commanded to not use the celestial element, dark, because it has an immense destructive power, and therefore, she is mostly forbid to use it—all others, she is able to wield to her will.
She is trained in the most basic form of hand-to-hand combat, as well as a relatively large stamina level.
She has a Buddhist staff, although it's a little different. The thin pole is attached to a Yin-Yang symbol, with rings hanging from the thin bands at the bottom of the yin-yang symbol, and to top with Buddhist beads wrapped around at the top of the staff.
Sample:
It really didn't help that she didn't want to help in the rebellion at all—heck, she didn't even want to take part in it. Had she not just randomly appear in this space, she would have been happily sitting at home, waiting for Ling-Ling to come home and having her friend bake a cake for her—or something. The last time she tried to cook something, they had to remodel the kitchen three times—three times. What ever she touched, it appears to catch on fire—or better yet, burnt to crips. No, she wasn't using her fire element at all, but seriously, who sets a whole kitchen on fire because they like it?
And considering that she had a major sweet tooth, too. What good is there to set something worth cooking on fire—then whining about the fact that she had no good to eat? The master-monk would usually give her vegetables—and true to his words, he did give her food to eat, although he had to say, Ling-Ling was a much better cook than he was. Not that she was going to voice that out, of course. Or else, the master-monk would berate her. For sure. She sighed. Why was she reminiscing on what could be?
She was stuck here no matter how much she didn't want to, and to be frank, she wished she wasn't here. And better yet, she had wished that she was elsewhere. Looking around—she couldn't spot a single thing that was familiar to her, and she had already been here for a month. She had long adapted to this place, but it was just very nerve-wrecking. She had gotten used to it, for sure, but to be without her friends was just discomforting. Really.
But she won't complain—she just won't. Not with this, anyway. And to her words, she had never complained once, although on the inside, she might have done so a few times. A sigh escaped past her lips as she leaned against a pole—where had the pole come from? It wasn't there when she saw it first, jeez—and watched the clouds pass by.
Ah, mind-blowing, really. She had nothing to say to that, and to that, she lifted herself off of the pole and walked away, the moment still lingering within her—time to do something, and keep herself busy.
Or something along those lines, anyway. A smile broke out on her face. I wonder what's in store for me today.
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