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tokennonbender) wrote2013-04-30 10:24 pm
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PLAYER
Name: Dalrint
Journal Username:dalrint
E-mail: Just use DW messages.
AIM/PLURK: AIM: Farobservr, plurk: Dalrint
Current Characters at Luceti: N/A
CHARACTER
Name: Asami Sato
Canon: Avatar: The Legend of Korra
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Wing Color: Violet with black tips.
Canon Point: After her father is revealed to be working for the Equalists, and after ‘Team Avatar’ goes out to stop Equalists, but before they are arrested.
Canon Point Explanation: At this point Asami is a full-fledged ‘member’ of Team Avatar, and has been forced to adapt to a sudden, massive change in her life. But she hasn’t entered into the emotional roller-coaster that is Mako and Korra.
History: Asami Sato on the Avatar Wiki.
Personality:
At first glance, Asami can come off to people as a bit prissy. She’s tall and thin, she takes immaculate care of her appearance and pride in how she dresses. She always has the nicest things, she is seen at all the major social gatherings in Republic City, and of course, is the daughter of one of the most famous industrialists in the world. It would be very easy for her to be a spoiled little rich girl.
But it’s very obvious that while she has these traits, she’s far more grounded in reality than other people in her position would be. A lot of that can probably be traced to the death of her mother when she was six. Suddenly her whole world changed (and even her father, though she didn’t know the extent of it for years to come) and she was forced to move on with this hole in her life.
Her father wanted to make certain she couldn’t be hurt the way her mother was, so he enrolled her in self-defense classes, and it’s obvious from how proficient she becomes that she threw herself into them. And that’s what she does with most actions she takes on. If Asami is going to do something, she does it whole-heartedly. Whether it’s learning to use the Sato machines (she’s a better driver than the company test drivers/racers) or dating Mako, she doesn’t ever seem to hold anything back. She also seems to develop attachments faster than other people might, she and Mako are quite close after only a short while, most likely an inherent fear of losing people again that goes in tandem with her tendency to feel everything so intently.
Despite her father’s apparent internal hatred of benders, he still raised Asami to see right and wrong and understand the difference, and to help anyone she is able to. When the Fire Ferrets can’t afford their entry into the Pro-bending tournament, she convinces her father to sponsor them, and when they need a place to stay after the stadium is destroyed, she again convinces her father to allow it (granted, after she already moved them in.) This even backfired on her father, when his Equalist attitudes came through, Asami was obviously conflicted about what to do. She loves her father, and she would never want to disappoint him, but what he was doing was obviously wrong. So despite the fact that he’s the only family she has, she tried to stop him so that her friends could escape.
She does tend to do things somewhat impulsively, especially in situations where she knows it will be easier to explain afterwards why she did it, rather than try to go through why she should do it beforehand. A ‘look before she leaps’ attitude that she doesn’t really have the best handle on. It’s worked out well enough for her so far, though.
She has a knack for machinery, most likely inherited from her father, and she can generally figure out what something does pretty quickly, as long as there is anything familiar about it. (She climbs into the cockpit of a mecha-tank and is driving it like a professional only a few minutes later.) and being her father’s daughter, she’s quite fond of machines in general. Technology makes people’s lives easier and better, so she approves of it, even if it can be repurposed for evil.
She’s a risk taker and she rarely backs down from a challenge (as long as it isn’t particularly awful), and is willing to do what it takes to win, especially when doing something fun and competitive like racing.
Strengths
Physical: Asami has above-average strength and agility caused by years of physical training. At one point, with the aid of her shocky-glove, she disables five opponents in quick successful, with little cause for concern. It’s a very casual strength, she doesn’t show it off or go out of her way to prove what she can do, but she’s obviously competent with her abilities in the face of danger.
Mental: Asami is highly intelligent and a quick thinker, capable of reacting and adapting to a changing situation with little pause. She has easily learned to use most of her father’s inventions, some without a single moment’s training, and often better than the designer himself. (She eventually beats him with his own armored tank suit.)
Emotional: Asami has had to overcome the death of her mother, something that haunts her, but she has been forced to learn to deal with and grow from. She’s also very obviously sure of things she wants, and not afraid to reach for them (after hitting Mako, she doesn’t hesitate to ask him out).
Weaknesses
Physical: Asami has all the usual weaknesses of an eighteen year old human girl. She doesn’t have any unique to herself.
Mental: Asami can be stubborn to a fault, and very defensive in the face of what she perceives as an unfair attack on herself, her family or her friends. To the point where it takes extreme evidence to snap her out of it and get her to concede a point might be correct. And if she’s sure something is an unfair attack, she won’t hold back her opinions on that at all, making sure everyone around her knows, even if she might be wrong.
Emotional: Asami’s control over her emotions is tenuous at best. She tends to feel things rather completely, and while she can contain them, it becomes obvious that she is dwelling on them and frequently can’t stop herself. After she finds out that Mako and Korra kissed (which…hasn’t happened yet) she can’t seem to stop thinking about it, even during moments where she really shouldn’t let herself. It doesn’t stop her, she can still fight, and focus, but it’s there in the back of her mind, nagging at her.
Anything else?: Asami will have her Equalist lightning-glove on her when she arrives, so I assume that will appear in the weapons store in town?
And I headcanon that she has at least a basic working understanding of how her father’s machines work, after growing up watching him build them and testing them, and that could translate to a decent place to figure out how other technology functions (in Luceti.)
Also, if she was brought here from a car, can the car show up somewhere? Hehe. :D
SAMPLES (ALL SAMPLES MUST BE SET IN THE LUCETIVERSE)
First Person: Asami on the Test Drive Meme!
Third Person:
Asami let out a relieved sigh as she sank down onto the grass beneath the tree she had found, off the beaten path but close enough to the streets in this strange city that she could watch the people walking back and forth nearby. She set the clothing she was carrying (her coat from home and the white sun-dress she had woken up in) on the ground beside her and dropped the strange notebook down on top of them, then startled to lean back against the tree.
And her wings fluttered against the bark as they bumped against it, dragging a startled gasp from her as she quickly leaned forward again, frowning at the ground in front of her. Right. Wings.
She turned her neck enough that she could sort of see the tops of the strange, violet appendages sticking out of her back…she had been lucky, having a shirt with a low back on under her jacket, otherwise she would’ve had to keep that sun dress on after she had woken up, which would’ve been…another level of strange on top of all of this that she was glad she could’ve avoided.
But still. Wings. She could feel them back there, fluttering faintly, feel the faint edge of irritation from where they had brushed against the bark of the tree, the weird way the feathers shifted when they moved. She had spent a good ten minutes staring at them in the reflection of a window, she knew what they looked like, how they fused so perfectly with her skin. They were part of her now.
Which was completely impossible and ridiculous, but there they were.
She would have thought this entire thing was a dream, honestly, except for the way the things felt. She imagined it was like a constant pinch to wake herself up, except she didn’t wake up because it was real. Somehow.
A bit of careful adjustment, shifting the way the wings leaned against her back, and she was able to slowly lean back against the tree, pulling her hair over her shoulder to rest across her neck and out of the bark, and for a moment she could relax. As long as she didn’t move much. Or the wings didn’t flutter. But it was sort of relaxing.
As much as relaxing was even possible here.
Once she had found that position she was loathe to move, watching the people coming and going. From what she had seen, the technology here was a mix of things she understood and things she didn’t, which mean somewhere in town there might be a phone she could use to call Republic City. She couldn’t call her father, of course, but the council hall could get her in touch with Tenzin, maybe Mako or Korra could borrow one of those flying bison and come get her.
Except that wouldn’t get the wings off her…
After only a few minutes she muttered under her breath and sat up, leaning away from the tree again, letting her wings resume their slow flutter behind her as she scooped up the notebook she had woken up with, turning it over a few times in her hands and running her gloved fingers over the cover. Maybe this would help her figure things out…
PLAYER
Name: Dalrint
Journal Username:
dalrintE-mail: Just use DW messages.
AIM/PLURK: AIM: Farobservr, plurk: Dalrint
Current Characters at Luceti: N/A
CHARACTER
Name: Asami Sato
Canon: Avatar: The Legend of Korra
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Wing Color: Violet with black tips.
Canon Point: After her father is revealed to be working for the Equalists, and after ‘Team Avatar’ goes out to stop Equalists, but before they are arrested.
Canon Point Explanation: At this point Asami is a full-fledged ‘member’ of Team Avatar, and has been forced to adapt to a sudden, massive change in her life. But she hasn’t entered into the emotional roller-coaster that is Mako and Korra.
History: Asami Sato on the Avatar Wiki.
Personality:
At first glance, Asami can come off to people as a bit prissy. She’s tall and thin, she takes immaculate care of her appearance and pride in how she dresses. She always has the nicest things, she is seen at all the major social gatherings in Republic City, and of course, is the daughter of one of the most famous industrialists in the world. It would be very easy for her to be a spoiled little rich girl.
But it’s very obvious that while she has these traits, she’s far more grounded in reality than other people in her position would be. A lot of that can probably be traced to the death of her mother when she was six. Suddenly her whole world changed (and even her father, though she didn’t know the extent of it for years to come) and she was forced to move on with this hole in her life.
Her father wanted to make certain she couldn’t be hurt the way her mother was, so he enrolled her in self-defense classes, and it’s obvious from how proficient she becomes that she threw herself into them. And that’s what she does with most actions she takes on. If Asami is going to do something, she does it whole-heartedly. Whether it’s learning to use the Sato machines (she’s a better driver than the company test drivers/racers) or dating Mako, she doesn’t ever seem to hold anything back. She also seems to develop attachments faster than other people might, she and Mako are quite close after only a short while, most likely an inherent fear of losing people again that goes in tandem with her tendency to feel everything so intently.
Despite her father’s apparent internal hatred of benders, he still raised Asami to see right and wrong and understand the difference, and to help anyone she is able to. When the Fire Ferrets can’t afford their entry into the Pro-bending tournament, she convinces her father to sponsor them, and when they need a place to stay after the stadium is destroyed, she again convinces her father to allow it (granted, after she already moved them in.) This even backfired on her father, when his Equalist attitudes came through, Asami was obviously conflicted about what to do. She loves her father, and she would never want to disappoint him, but what he was doing was obviously wrong. So despite the fact that he’s the only family she has, she tried to stop him so that her friends could escape.
She does tend to do things somewhat impulsively, especially in situations where she knows it will be easier to explain afterwards why she did it, rather than try to go through why she should do it beforehand. A ‘look before she leaps’ attitude that she doesn’t really have the best handle on. It’s worked out well enough for her so far, though.
She has a knack for machinery, most likely inherited from her father, and she can generally figure out what something does pretty quickly, as long as there is anything familiar about it. (She climbs into the cockpit of a mecha-tank and is driving it like a professional only a few minutes later.) and being her father’s daughter, she’s quite fond of machines in general. Technology makes people’s lives easier and better, so she approves of it, even if it can be repurposed for evil.
She’s a risk taker and she rarely backs down from a challenge (as long as it isn’t particularly awful), and is willing to do what it takes to win, especially when doing something fun and competitive like racing.
Strengths
Mental: Asami is highly intelligent and a quick thinker, capable of reacting and adapting to a changing situation with little pause. She has easily learned to use most of her father’s inventions, some without a single moment’s training, and often better than the designer himself. (She eventually beats him with his own armored tank suit.)
Emotional: Asami has had to overcome the death of her mother, something that haunts her, but she has been forced to learn to deal with and grow from. She’s also very obviously sure of things she wants, and not afraid to reach for them (after hitting Mako, she doesn’t hesitate to ask him out).
Weaknesses
Mental: Asami can be stubborn to a fault, and very defensive in the face of what she perceives as an unfair attack on herself, her family or her friends. To the point where it takes extreme evidence to snap her out of it and get her to concede a point might be correct. And if she’s sure something is an unfair attack, she won’t hold back her opinions on that at all, making sure everyone around her knows, even if she might be wrong.
Emotional: Asami’s control over her emotions is tenuous at best. She tends to feel things rather completely, and while she can contain them, it becomes obvious that she is dwelling on them and frequently can’t stop herself. After she finds out that Mako and Korra kissed (which…hasn’t happened yet) she can’t seem to stop thinking about it, even during moments where she really shouldn’t let herself. It doesn’t stop her, she can still fight, and focus, but it’s there in the back of her mind, nagging at her.
Anything else?: Asami will have her Equalist lightning-glove on her when she arrives, so I assume that will appear in the weapons store in town?
And I headcanon that she has at least a basic working understanding of how her father’s machines work, after growing up watching him build them and testing them, and that could translate to a decent place to figure out how other technology functions (in Luceti.)
Also, if she was brought here from a car, can the car show up somewhere? Hehe. :D
SAMPLES (ALL SAMPLES MUST BE SET IN THE LUCETIVERSE)
First Person: Asami on the Test Drive Meme!
Third Person:
Asami let out a relieved sigh as she sank down onto the grass beneath the tree she had found, off the beaten path but close enough to the streets in this strange city that she could watch the people walking back and forth nearby. She set the clothing she was carrying (her coat from home and the white sun-dress she had woken up in) on the ground beside her and dropped the strange notebook down on top of them, then startled to lean back against the tree.
And her wings fluttered against the bark as they bumped against it, dragging a startled gasp from her as she quickly leaned forward again, frowning at the ground in front of her. Right. Wings.
She turned her neck enough that she could sort of see the tops of the strange, violet appendages sticking out of her back…she had been lucky, having a shirt with a low back on under her jacket, otherwise she would’ve had to keep that sun dress on after she had woken up, which would’ve been…another level of strange on top of all of this that she was glad she could’ve avoided.
But still. Wings. She could feel them back there, fluttering faintly, feel the faint edge of irritation from where they had brushed against the bark of the tree, the weird way the feathers shifted when they moved. She had spent a good ten minutes staring at them in the reflection of a window, she knew what they looked like, how they fused so perfectly with her skin. They were part of her now.
Which was completely impossible and ridiculous, but there they were.
She would have thought this entire thing was a dream, honestly, except for the way the things felt. She imagined it was like a constant pinch to wake herself up, except she didn’t wake up because it was real. Somehow.
A bit of careful adjustment, shifting the way the wings leaned against her back, and she was able to slowly lean back against the tree, pulling her hair over her shoulder to rest across her neck and out of the bark, and for a moment she could relax. As long as she didn’t move much. Or the wings didn’t flutter. But it was sort of relaxing.
As much as relaxing was even possible here.
Once she had found that position she was loathe to move, watching the people coming and going. From what she had seen, the technology here was a mix of things she understood and things she didn’t, which mean somewhere in town there might be a phone she could use to call Republic City. She couldn’t call her father, of course, but the council hall could get her in touch with Tenzin, maybe Mako or Korra could borrow one of those flying bison and come get her.
Except that wouldn’t get the wings off her…
After only a few minutes she muttered under her breath and sat up, leaning away from the tree again, letting her wings resume their slow flutter behind her as she scooped up the notebook she had woken up with, turning it over a few times in her hands and running her gloved fingers over the cover. Maybe this would help her figure things out…