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the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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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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