Post by Reaperz on Apr 6, 2008 6:24:03 GMT 1
Well this is my very first fanfic i don't know if it will be any good so here it is. its about my rpg character korotu Selene.
Name: Korotu Selene
Picture:
Age: 16
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 167
Hair: dark black (mid-length)
Eyes: Fog white
Skin: Tannish (like kataras dad)
Bending status: Water
Equipment: None
Korotu’s early life
When Korotu was 12 he lived in a very nice house. His family was very wealthy and was very well known. But what people did not know was that korotu’s father was very aggressive. His father was a master water bender and would watch over his training. For such small things that he would do wrong. He would get whipped with a very thin whip of water from his father. Because he was such a kind person and didn’t really know any different he did not tell anyone and would not fight back. For some reason he did not care if he was whipped he loves his father and wanted to make him happy.The only things he ever had to do were to clean, work and train his water bending. By the time he was 14 he had grown a tolerance for the pain and did not really care about anything else because, the only thing he wanted to do was train his bending. If he was able to master it soon he would not disappoint his faster anymore and could live up to his family name.
One day while he was training his water bending by the river behind his house he heard shouting and banging from the house. He stopped everything he was doing and ran to the front of the house. When he got there he saw his father being chained down by about 10 guards. He ran up to the guards and started to hit one of them. Only to have one of them punch him with a single shot to the stomach. The blow sent him flying across the yard. While he laid there his vision was fading away. The last thing he remembered was one of the guards grabbing him by his leg and starting to drag him down the street.
As he started to wake up he could feel the spot on his stomach were he was hit. It did not hurt that bad because his tolerance to pain. But he also felt a terrible pain on the right side of his face. He looked around and found a small iron cup full of some gross goop that must have been food. Korotu then tried to use the cup to look at his reflection. What he saw horrified him, to his dismay the right side of his mouth was cut up and the skin seemed to be as if it was pealing off. He had never felt this kind of pain and could not stand the sight of it. So he tore a peace of his shirt; Wet it with some water that had been dripping from the ceiling then wrapped it around his mouth. He sat there for a moment and observed his surroundings. He was in a cage that had been hung up by the ceiling. He started to here voices so he strained his ears but all he could here was someone say how he had fun dragging the brat down the gravel road. All he could think of then was how much he wanted to kill the guard that did this to him, what happened to his father, and why has all this happened to him.
Well I might make another part of this but only if you guys think it is even worth writing it.
Name: Korotu Selene
Picture:
Age: 16
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 167
Hair: dark black (mid-length)
Eyes: Fog white
Skin: Tannish (like kataras dad)
Bending status: Water
Equipment: None
Korotu’s early life
When Korotu was 12 he lived in a very nice house. His family was very wealthy and was very well known. But what people did not know was that korotu’s father was very aggressive. His father was a master water bender and would watch over his training. For such small things that he would do wrong. He would get whipped with a very thin whip of water from his father. Because he was such a kind person and didn’t really know any different he did not tell anyone and would not fight back. For some reason he did not care if he was whipped he loves his father and wanted to make him happy.The only things he ever had to do were to clean, work and train his water bending. By the time he was 14 he had grown a tolerance for the pain and did not really care about anything else because, the only thing he wanted to do was train his bending. If he was able to master it soon he would not disappoint his faster anymore and could live up to his family name.
One day while he was training his water bending by the river behind his house he heard shouting and banging from the house. He stopped everything he was doing and ran to the front of the house. When he got there he saw his father being chained down by about 10 guards. He ran up to the guards and started to hit one of them. Only to have one of them punch him with a single shot to the stomach. The blow sent him flying across the yard. While he laid there his vision was fading away. The last thing he remembered was one of the guards grabbing him by his leg and starting to drag him down the street.
As he started to wake up he could feel the spot on his stomach were he was hit. It did not hurt that bad because his tolerance to pain. But he also felt a terrible pain on the right side of his face. He looked around and found a small iron cup full of some gross goop that must have been food. Korotu then tried to use the cup to look at his reflection. What he saw horrified him, to his dismay the right side of his mouth was cut up and the skin seemed to be as if it was pealing off. He had never felt this kind of pain and could not stand the sight of it. So he tore a peace of his shirt; Wet it with some water that had been dripping from the ceiling then wrapped it around his mouth. He sat there for a moment and observed his surroundings. He was in a cage that had been hung up by the ceiling. He started to here voices so he strained his ears but all he could here was someone say how he had fun dragging the brat down the gravel road. All he could think of then was how much he wanted to kill the guard that did this to him, what happened to his father, and why has all this happened to him.
Well I might make another part of this but only if you guys think it is even worth writing it.