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Oct. 26th, 2024 03:56 pmPLAYER
NAME: Avnas or Canvas
CONTACT: plurk
ACTIVE TIMES/PACE: at the moment nighttime, UTC-7, slow tagger
BRACKETS/PROSE: Default prose but can do brackets to match
OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS & TRIGGERS: Extremely descriptive depictions of hand mutilation for one. Romance repulsed to a degree, ask before initiating romance. Other than that I am open to most things but ask if you aren't sure and I'll let you know if anything comes up. I can consider romance if reached out for that kind of development as I struggle with distinguishing between wholly platonic or wholly romantic interactions. If there's a goal beyond IC flirting, then it would be best to run that by me since I might miss the signs.
CONTACT: plurk
ACTIVE TIMES/PACE: at the moment nighttime, UTC-7, slow tagger
BRACKETS/PROSE: Default prose but can do brackets to match
OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS & TRIGGERS: Extremely descriptive depictions of hand mutilation for one. Romance repulsed to a degree, ask before initiating romance. Other than that I am open to most things but ask if you aren't sure and I'll let you know if anything comes up. I can consider romance if reached out for that kind of development as I struggle with distinguishing between wholly platonic or wholly romantic interactions. If there's a goal beyond IC flirting, then it would be best to run that by me since I might miss the signs.
IN CHARACTER
PHYSICAL AFFECTION: A-okay with it. He runs pretty warm, so he's been used as a heater more than once and has grown used to it despite the reserved culture he grew up in.
PHYSICAL VIOLENCE: Yeah. He's no stranger to violence. He's by no means a skilled fighter, but he can hold his own. He's much more suited as a military engineer than a front line fighter. Be gentle though, he's an old man now. He's far from his prime at this point.
RELATIONSHIPS: He's not actively looking for a relationship but definitely has thoughts about settling down given his age.
PSYCHIC & PSIONIC INFORMATION: Yingxing has no such abilities. His mind is a reflection of his outward demeanor: arrogant, confident, and brilliant, but every brilliant star has its dark sides. Behind his pride in his craftsmanship is a desire for revenge that was his only purpose for the longest time and the traumas of losing his home and finding himself in a new environment that initially looked down on his potential before proving them all wrong.
MAGICAL INFORMATION: In his universe, there exists Pathstriders that harness powers of Aeons, gods, to live an extraordinary life driven by precepts or their own desires as they embark on a life of determination and hard work. Yingxing himself has not self declared as a Pathstrider, merely contributing to the efforts of the Xianzhou's hunt against the Denizens of Abundance with his crafting skills as the Luofu's Furnace Master and as a member of the High Cloud Quintet. However, if one were to stand by him as he worked at the forge, there's a distinct breeze that flows by, stoking the flames before him at just the right temperature and heat... The Genius Artisan works in mysterious and unforgettable ways, achieving the pinnacle in forging that not many long-lived species could reach much less a short-lived man like him.
MEDICAL INFORMATION: He's pretty fit for a man in his old age, and he states he'll live to a hundred if he can help it. But working at the Artisan Commission making hundreds of weapons takes its toll, and he suffers from joint pains at his wrist and elbow and lower back pain, tinnitus, early graying, and frequent second hand smoke inhalation from the fumes that leaves him winded sometimes. He has nicks, cuts, and burn scars littering his arms, less so on his hands since that's the moneymaker. He's also a chronic overworker since his perfectionist tendencies on the forge tends to call for long hours on the anvil.
OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS & TRIGGERS: Yingxing is rather proud of his works and his heritage as a short-lived species who rose the ranks of the Artisan Commission. He grew up with some prejudice towards his constitution and his capabilities when he was younger and now revels in proving people wrong, but he will bite back if questioned on his expertise with excessive arrogance and importance believing his bark is just as good as his bite. He might be a little on edge around anything that reminds him of borisins, werewolf monsters committing to a life of conquest and bloodshed, enslaving natives of worlds they conquered into new biological weapons involving body horror and loss of autonomy. As victim to their conquests, Yingxing has swore dedicating his life to getting revenge on them and thus arming the Xianzhou with all the weaponry he can craft. He has blood on his hands for sure, but he does it for the sake of eradicating evil, not by nature or instinct. Things to look out for when interacting with Yingxing is probably the looming dread of mortality. He's getting on the years, and he has a huge lifespan difference between him and his closest friends, so it can get pretty depressing to think about along with all the traumas of losing his home to the borisin and having no purpose in life during his youth other than forging weapons. He's also got a variant of Last Survivor to him. While it's unsure of if he is the last of his kind, he certainly hasn't found or seen another from his home planet since he's found his way to the Xianzhou merchant vessel as a stowaway most likely, so his own culture might be dying with him which is its own sort of existential dread.
PHYSICAL VIOLENCE: Yeah. He's no stranger to violence. He's by no means a skilled fighter, but he can hold his own. He's much more suited as a military engineer than a front line fighter. Be gentle though, he's an old man now. He's far from his prime at this point.
RELATIONSHIPS: He's not actively looking for a relationship but definitely has thoughts about settling down given his age.
PSYCHIC & PSIONIC INFORMATION: Yingxing has no such abilities. His mind is a reflection of his outward demeanor: arrogant, confident, and brilliant, but every brilliant star has its dark sides. Behind his pride in his craftsmanship is a desire for revenge that was his only purpose for the longest time and the traumas of losing his home and finding himself in a new environment that initially looked down on his potential before proving them all wrong.
MAGICAL INFORMATION: In his universe, there exists Pathstriders that harness powers of Aeons, gods, to live an extraordinary life driven by precepts or their own desires as they embark on a life of determination and hard work. Yingxing himself has not self declared as a Pathstrider, merely contributing to the efforts of the Xianzhou's hunt against the Denizens of Abundance with his crafting skills as the Luofu's Furnace Master and as a member of the High Cloud Quintet. However, if one were to stand by him as he worked at the forge, there's a distinct breeze that flows by, stoking the flames before him at just the right temperature and heat... The Genius Artisan works in mysterious and unforgettable ways, achieving the pinnacle in forging that not many long-lived species could reach much less a short-lived man like him.
MEDICAL INFORMATION: He's pretty fit for a man in his old age, and he states he'll live to a hundred if he can help it. But working at the Artisan Commission making hundreds of weapons takes its toll, and he suffers from joint pains at his wrist and elbow and lower back pain, tinnitus, early graying, and frequent second hand smoke inhalation from the fumes that leaves him winded sometimes. He has nicks, cuts, and burn scars littering his arms, less so on his hands since that's the moneymaker. He's also a chronic overworker since his perfectionist tendencies on the forge tends to call for long hours on the anvil.
OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS & TRIGGERS: Yingxing is rather proud of his works and his heritage as a short-lived species who rose the ranks of the Artisan Commission. He grew up with some prejudice towards his constitution and his capabilities when he was younger and now revels in proving people wrong, but he will bite back if questioned on his expertise with excessive arrogance and importance believing his bark is just as good as his bite. He might be a little on edge around anything that reminds him of borisins, werewolf monsters committing to a life of conquest and bloodshed, enslaving natives of worlds they conquered into new biological weapons involving body horror and loss of autonomy. As victim to their conquests, Yingxing has swore dedicating his life to getting revenge on them and thus arming the Xianzhou with all the weaponry he can craft. He has blood on his hands for sure, but he does it for the sake of eradicating evil, not by nature or instinct. Things to look out for when interacting with Yingxing is probably the looming dread of mortality. He's getting on the years, and he has a huge lifespan difference between him and his closest friends, so it can get pretty depressing to think about along with all the traumas of losing his home to the borisin and having no purpose in life during his youth other than forging weapons. He's also got a variant of Last Survivor to him. While it's unsure of if he is the last of his kind, he certainly hasn't found or seen another from his home planet since he's found his way to the Xianzhou merchant vessel as a stowaway most likely, so his own culture might be dying with him which is its own sort of existential dread.
OUT OF CHARACTER
BACKTAGGING: Yes. I will backtag into eternity in fact. Do not test me.
THREADHOPPING: Yes but ask first.
FOURTHWALLING: Ask first.
NOT INTERESTED IN: Nothing at the moment I can think of.
THREADHOPPING: Yes but ask first.
FOURTHWALLING: Ask first.
NOT INTERESTED IN: Nothing at the moment I can think of.
FIRST IMPRESSIONS
VISUAL: Yingxing has a full head of gray hair that is surprisingly well maintained and long, reaching past his waist and needing to be pinned up and out of the way. He's an old man with fine lines, eye bags, and smile lines. He's by no means a young man in his prime youth anymore, but Yingxing stays confident and boisterous at his age given he's accomplished feats no one can come close to. He is the height of arrogance (5'10" or 178 cm) with a snaggletoothed grin. His eyes are a soft lilac purple color, and he's never without his personally crafted arm brace and flower hairstick.
AURAL: He sounds weathered for lack of a better word. It's almost grating, the haughtiness that trails after his words as he speaks when it comes to his craft and his abilities. His deep, coarse voice tends to surprise people when he speaks, but those craggily edges smooth out to a kindly, old voice for friends and family.
OLFACTORY: He can never escape the smell of the forge. It's all but seeped into his bones at this point as the scent of ash and soot intermingles with the smell of incense he uses when he's relaxing.
DEMEANOUR: He's confident to the point of arrogance. He's not inflammatory, but he's certainly a sore winner more often than not. His posture outside of work is ramrod straight and poised thanks to habit, but at work, that perfect posture crumbles much to his dismay as he toils away, leading to horrible back pain.
AURAL: He sounds weathered for lack of a better word. It's almost grating, the haughtiness that trails after his words as he speaks when it comes to his craft and his abilities. His deep, coarse voice tends to surprise people when he speaks, but those craggily edges smooth out to a kindly, old voice for friends and family.
OLFACTORY: He can never escape the smell of the forge. It's all but seeped into his bones at this point as the scent of ash and soot intermingles with the smell of incense he uses when he's relaxing.
DEMEANOUR: He's confident to the point of arrogance. He's not inflammatory, but he's certainly a sore winner more often than not. His posture outside of work is ramrod straight and poised thanks to habit, but at work, that perfect posture crumbles much to his dismay as he toils away, leading to horrible back pain.
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