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Oct. 14th, 2007 08:35 amCharacter: Zuko
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character Age: 16
Canon: Avatar: The Last Airbender is the heartwarming tale of a ragtag bunch of crazy kids on a magical adventure to save the world! Also, genocide. The premise: bald shouta Jesus (read: Aang, the Avatar) was the only one who could bring balance to the Force (read: the four nations, color-coded for your convenience). Instead he got himself stuck in an iceberg for one hundred years, and awakens to discover that the imperialist Fire Nation is only steps away from global domination. Now, in addition to avoiding capture by the Fire Nation, Aang must save the world and master all four elements before the Deus Ex Machina Comet arrives at summer's end.
Which brings us to Zuko, the firebender formerly known as prince, with whom our protagonists are locked in a deadly game of cat-and-also-cat. Exiled from the Fire Nation several years ago, Zuko is hell-bent on capturing the Avatar and thus restoring his honor and earning his father's love. As one might expect of the lead antagonist, Zuko is angry, bitter, and short-tempered, a competent swordsman and firebender, and has a Totally Bitchin' Scar. Slightly more unusual is the other side of his character -- that of a dweeby insecure teenager who hasn't yet learned what he really wants out of life, much less other important lessons, such as how to fend for himself in the wilderness without resorting to ninja-ism; the fact that coupons are probably not what his date is hoping for at the end of a romantic evening; or that weeping angrily on a hilltop in a lightning storm is not a particularly helpful outlet for his emotions.
[A Note On Timestreambending: Zuko is being taken from just before Lake Lao Gai.]
Sample Post:
I used to think I was just unlucky. That I was somehow meant to be constantly struggling. But I understand now. Fate is actually mocking me. What other possible reason could there be for this? This very morning, I found myself at the base of a volcano, in a festering swamp, with a giant psychic bird nesting in my hair! It's like a metaphor for my entire life! Maybe the universe is plotting against me. Maybe all of this is proof that I'm the punchline of a huge cosmic joke. Maybe everything I do is nothing more than --
... The birds are back. They're stalking me, I know it! Even the wildlife is mocking me! For the last time, I haven't become so numb, I can feel you there and I wish you weren't, if anything's crawling in my skin it's whatever tropical diseases I'm going to catch from this godforsaken swamp, and every time you say that in the end it doesn't even matter takes me one step closer to the edge!!
This is humiliating.
Fine. Fine. So my hunt for the Avatar has led me to this impoverished shantytown with no visible means of escape. Well-played, Avatar. Clever. So clever that to the untrained mind it almost seems ludicrous. Trickery and subterfuge may come easily to you, but I'm persistent. I've always had to struggle and fight to get where I am. I won't let you slip through my fingers again!
The rest of you! Tell me everything you know! One of you has to have seen him! He's been through here! I know he has! He's about this tall. Bald, with an arrow on his head -- no not in it, you ignorant -- no you don't get a prize for drawing it on yourself!!
Clearly, words are of no use here. Visual assistance is needed. This encampment's supplies are embarassingly meager, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I must make do with what little I have, for the sake of my honor --
-- no. There are lines I refuse to cross, and those lines are drawn in cherry scented ink. I hoped that it would never come to this...
Peasant! I require noodles and glue!!
[Voting went here!]
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character Age: 16
Canon: Avatar: The Last Airbender is the heartwarming tale of a ragtag bunch of crazy kids on a magical adventure to save the world! Also, genocide. The premise: bald shouta Jesus (read: Aang, the Avatar) was the only one who could bring balance to the Force (read: the four nations, color-coded for your convenience). Instead he got himself stuck in an iceberg for one hundred years, and awakens to discover that the imperialist Fire Nation is only steps away from global domination. Now, in addition to avoiding capture by the Fire Nation, Aang must save the world and master all four elements before the Deus Ex Machina Comet arrives at summer's end.
Which brings us to Zuko, the firebender formerly known as prince, with whom our protagonists are locked in a deadly game of cat-and-also-cat. Exiled from the Fire Nation several years ago, Zuko is hell-bent on capturing the Avatar and thus restoring his honor and earning his father's love. As one might expect of the lead antagonist, Zuko is angry, bitter, and short-tempered, a competent swordsman and firebender, and has a Totally Bitchin' Scar. Slightly more unusual is the other side of his character -- that of a dweeby insecure teenager who hasn't yet learned what he really wants out of life, much less other important lessons, such as how to fend for himself in the wilderness without resorting to ninja-ism; the fact that coupons are probably not what his date is hoping for at the end of a romantic evening; or that weeping angrily on a hilltop in a lightning storm is not a particularly helpful outlet for his emotions.
[A Note On Timestreambending: Zuko is being taken from just before Lake Lao Gai.]
Sample Post:
I used to think I was just unlucky. That I was somehow meant to be constantly struggling. But I understand now. Fate is actually mocking me. What other possible reason could there be for this? This very morning, I found myself at the base of a volcano, in a festering swamp, with a giant psychic bird nesting in my hair! It's like a metaphor for my entire life! Maybe the universe is plotting against me. Maybe all of this is proof that I'm the punchline of a huge cosmic joke. Maybe everything I do is nothing more than --
... The birds are back. They're stalking me, I know it! Even the wildlife is mocking me! For the last time, I haven't become so numb, I can feel you there and I wish you weren't, if anything's crawling in my skin it's whatever tropical diseases I'm going to catch from this godforsaken swamp, and every time you say that in the end it doesn't even matter takes me one step closer to the edge!!
This is humiliating.
Fine. Fine. So my hunt for the Avatar has led me to this impoverished shantytown with no visible means of escape. Well-played, Avatar. Clever. So clever that to the untrained mind it almost seems ludicrous. Trickery and subterfuge may come easily to you, but I'm persistent. I've always had to struggle and fight to get where I am. I won't let you slip through my fingers again!
The rest of you! Tell me everything you know! One of you has to have seen him! He's been through here! I know he has! He's about this tall. Bald, with an arrow on his head -- no not in it, you ignorant -- no you don't get a prize for drawing it on yourself!!
Clearly, words are of no use here. Visual assistance is needed. This encampment's supplies are embarassingly meager, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I must make do with what little I have, for the sake of my honor --
-- no. There are lines I refuse to cross, and those lines are drawn in cherry scented ink. I hoped that it would never come to this...
Peasant! I require noodles and glue!!
[Voting went here!]
