yeah, but i didn't want to double post, soooo, are you going to be adding to the legion of omakes dk? i mean if we keep this up we can just outright buy the perk rather than go through all these calculations...even so, please spend my 2 cp on that dex upgrade, seriously it's a waste not to...i'm like a broken record on this thing.
yeah, but i didn't want to double post, soooo, are you going to be adding to the legion of omakes dk? i mean if we keep this up we can just outright buy the perk rather than go through all these calculations...
I swear to god that I had an idea but I lost it. I know what it was too. More Metalbending training, ending with Hue-Sar coming across a bent piece of metal confused as no one else is around. But I can't remember how I was going to get from point A to point B.
I swear to god that I had an idea but I lost it. I know what it was too. More Metalbending training, ending with Hue-Sar coming across a bent piece of metal confused as no one else is around. But I can't remember how I was going to get from point A to point B.
so essentially Tié playing practical jokes on Hue-Sar by bending metal objects that hue is using... he goes down to eat some cereal using his spoon....psychic shenanigans later causing him to call himself uri geller... which would cause us to get sued.
so essentially Tié playing practical jokes on Hue-Sar by bending metal objects that hue is using... he goes down to eat some serial using his spoon....psychic shenanigans later causing him to call himself uri geller... which would cause us to get sued.
ah, Tié trying to do it for hours on end while training close to some fire nation ship, getting frustrated at how this stupid fucking piece of crap rusty bent spear just won't bloody straighten up!!!! aaaargh, he fucks off with the impotent rage of a 9 year-old*...Hue-Sar comes by later and sees the rusty bent spear, ignores it as it is boring but then sees a giant wedge in the iron ship and is confused as hell before just assuming that it's some weird human design flaw.
Tenzin sighed as he finally was released from the council meeting, sometimes the bureaucratic process truly took all of his (admittedly massive) patience to stay focused.
Luckily, he would soon be back home to meditate and deal with his children, oh they drove him mad sometimes but it was the good kind of irritation, the kind that when you look back on it you do it with a smile rather than deriving joy from it being over.
Still though the city had to be run and duty had always been an important aspect of his life.
Slowly his small barge made its way over to the island he lived on, his father still watching over everyone, he winced slightly at the memory of what had happened to his father's successor, he still felt some shame at their failure of protecting the young child.
Oh well, what was done was done and there wasn't any use in worrying about what could have been, they wouldn't fail again.
He was greeted by one of the white lotus guards who proceeded to secure his ship to the dock for him, he thanked the young lad and wet on his way.
It was during the short walk up to the temple that he was approached by a few more guards, they seemed to be somewhat agitated, though why wasn't clear until they got closer.
Lee Kwong, the head falconer of the local chapter of the order was harassing and being harassed by a fowl tempered but clearly well cared for messenger hawk.
The bird wasn't actively pecking at him but whenever Lee tried to grab the message holder the falcon would instantly make him regret it.
The bird however seemed to recognise him as when he came close to the squad the avian carrier flew onto his shoulder and held out the leg holding message.
Tenzin carefully took the message after which the bird started looking at him expectantly, "sergeant Kwong, would you take her to the falconry so that she can be fed and watered?"
The sergeant looked like he'd rather roast the bird and eat her himself but he acceded with a prompt "yes sir" before he held out his arm for the falcon and told one of his subordinates to follow.
Reading air waves in order to understand speech from further away is a difficult technique to master, but Tenzin had years of experience and wasn't the only (known) master airbender alive for no reason (yes, his people were murdered so he was technically the best by default but he really did deserve the title of master bender)
Still, he found sergeant Kwong's expressive vocabulary at describing the falcon to his subordinate amusing, naturally he didn't let it show that he had heard or that he had found it funny, it would be unbecoming of a master airbending monk after all.
As he continued on to his wife and children he found himself growing increasingly interested in the scroll holder he'd received, still he had spent a lifetime learning patience and he would calmly read it in his solar with some proper lighting.
So, he calmly walked up to his wife, kissed her, put the scroll holder on top of his desk and proceeded to herd his kids inside for dinner.
His wife's cooking was as phenomenal as ever and for once none of his children fought at the table, it wouldn't last but he had long since learned to take the small victories he could get when he got them.
It took another hour for him to put all the children to bed and at this point he had to admit that he was getting somewhat curious as to what the message contained.
Sitting down and turning on the light he finally opened the container, it held two things a short paper letter with some neat handwriting on it and an ancient scroll made of parchment.
Tenzin's heart skipped a beat as he estimated how old the scroll must have been, relics of his people were rare and though his collection (both inherited from his father, found on his own travels and the artefacts and scrolls donated to him) was impressive it wasn't all that much when compared to what was lost.
Still he mastered his trepidation and chose consciously to read the letter first before satisfying his curiosity as to what the scroll held.
The letter itself was simple and to the point, the sender had come into possession of a few bending scrolls among which was an air bending scroll, he had copied it and sent Tenzin the original as "You likely deserve owning these more than I do considering your heritage." … no what was surprising was who the sender was.
The letter had been started with an introduction of and had later been signed by "Avatar Tié".
Tenzin had to admit that he was somewhat impressed, after all it wasn't often that someone so young was able to be so thoughtful, or capable of writing cohesive letter for that matter, Tenzin decided then that he would have to write a reply thanking and praising him if nothing else.
Satisfied with having read the letter he decided to study the scroll, which ended up both excited him and leaving him somewhat saddened, it turned out to be a scroll that he didn't have yet as it was from one of the temples that bordered the earth kingdom closer to the territories, the fire nation had pillaged and looted them completely of course and as such relics from the temples were quite scarce. Sadly, it also seemed likely that the techniques the scroll described were simplified and clearly part of a set that was separated into multiple stepping stones in order to teach a more complex technique.
Oh well, perhaps he would be able to find the more advanced scrolls later or maybe he could trade in some favours with some of the few earth kingdom archaeologists that didn't completely support the current regime.
Now, to write a reply to Tié, the child was obviously already experimenting with airbending, perhaps he should add copy a basic meditation or training exercise in with his reply.
yeah, so 1000 words, i felt like taka was setting the right example as far as writing omakes go so i wrote something too, four things of note though;
first off, I'm dyslexic and i haven't gone back to edit it so if anyone sees any glaring faults please tell me.
secondly, if it feels somewhat slow paced, that's just how Tenzin feels to me with the whole monk and patience zen mode he's got going on, he wouldn't just quickly open up a message unless it had an emergency mark on it (mark or sign? you know something that screams "this is important, read immediately!" on it, there is no way that the order doesn't have some kind of high priority message symbol)
thirdly, i hope nobody minds me assuming that the scroll we had was one that tenzin didn't have yet, but i felt like it would be nice thematically even if it was a somewhat useless scroll as we didn't really roll exceptionally high on it (32tp if i remember correctly.)
lastly, you could ignore that last part of him sending a basic exercise scroll along, but being a responsible teacher and all that i think that Tenzin would send him something safe to practice instead of letting Tié learn from random scrolls picked up from random places.
also, @Birdsie do you prefer it if we put the omakes in a spoiler or just in regular text?
To bend sand was easy. Or at least, for you, who has lived in the desert for most of their life it is. The mindset to adopt was a simple one. Rough, harsh, and fluent. Able to flow around obstacles, whilst also eroding whatever stands in your path, wearing it down and burying it with a cruel mercilessness. Bending Earth was in some ways easier and harder. Unlike sand, you did not need fluidity. Just sheer stubbornness and willpower. Where you out stubborn the Earth and stone, and force it to move, whilst giving no ground to resist or push back. The harder the material, the more will and stubbornness was needed. So logically speaking, to bend metal, all you need to do is be more stubborn, willful, and resistant than metal!
SO WHY WON'T THIS STUPID SPEAR BEND!? Tie scowls in frustration at the rusty spear in his hand. He was at the docks, trying to practice his metalbending. It was realitively empty at this point of the day. But for some reason this stupid spear just wouldn't bend! It makes no sense! He kept trying and trying to bend the stupid thing and kept pushing harder and harder but the stupid metal wouldn't bend! Tie stomps on the ground in frustration. What was he doing wrong!? He kept pushing to gain more ground but it just doesn't work!
Tie takes a deep breath. And then glares at the spear again and tries to bend it, pushing his chi against it, trying to force the metal to move. But still, it remains still. With a scream of rage Tie throws the spear onto the ground. Why doesn't it work!? If it worked on dirt and stone than it should work on metal! Ugh, if only there was dirt or stone inside the metal! It'd be so much easier to bend! With that thought in his mind, Tie lets out another frustrated shout, punches a nearby ship and leaves, ignoring the stinging sensation in his hand from punching metal and the strange metalic sound coming from somewhere. So as he left he began muttering about stupid metal and how it refuses to bend and how stupid metalbending is. Why metal can't be bent like how sand is he just can't understand. Life would be so much easier if everything was like sandbending! He'd be a master at this stupid metalbending already if it was that easy!
A short while later Hue-Sar comes across the spear. He shrugs and ignores it, why someone would leave a rusty metal stick laying around he doesn't care. Humans are so strange. Then he looks up and notices the giant dent in a nearby ship, looking like it was twisted inwards and had a small fist like indent at the very center. He looks at the obvious design flaw in confusion before shrugging and leaving.
Humans are so weird. He will never understand them or their strange design choices, he decides. And with that, he abandons that train of thought. He has more sandwiches to make, and a stupid White Lotus guard to prank.
519 words! I decided since Tie is pretty much totally self taught on metalbending and that he's only nine he wouldn't know about bending the impurities inside the metal. Just having the strength and skill capable of doing so.
yeah, that was what i was hoping for, hah, more omakes for the omake god, side stories for the side story throne!
only sad part is the waste in dexterity points.....so at the risk of breaking that record completely can you ad 1 cp to get our dex to 20?
hah, on an unrelated side-note, i really like the idea of Tié having the in-character goal of mastering odd and alternate forms of bending things like metal, lightning, flying, healing etc. as a sort of more modern scientific approach to bending, what is possible?, why is it possible? how do spirits and chi actually interact with the waking world?
@DarkKing98 I would suggest to forget about the firebending scroll, if @Trondason is right the profit from the training is now 3+1d10 (basically 1/4 of the yearly income) so the scroll is not going to make that much of a difference (unless we get a roll of 85 or higher) , but with the CP amount that we have right now we only need to achieve one of the mid term ambitions (and both the Pai Sho, and making a name for ourselves are easy to achieve, not to speak of the fire Nation Circus) to get the 65 CP and the Cosmic Energy thingy...
@DarkKing98 I would suggest to forget about the firebending scroll, if @Trondason is right the profit from the training is now 3+1d10 (basically 1/4 of the yearly income) so the scroll is not going to make that much of a difference (unless we get a roll of 85 or higher) , but with the CP amount that we have right now we only need to achieve one of the mid term ambitions (and both the Pai Sho, and making a name for ourselves are easy to achieve, not to speak of the fire Nation Circus) to get the 65 CP and the Cosmic Energy thingy...
Tie was a true child of the desert. Beyond the nurturing of his tribe, he too learned from the sand. To imitate the relentlessness of the winds, to infiltrate any and all openings made available. To capture the pervasive weather that beat itself equally against all in its territory. Yes, Tié grew up as part of the desert. Deep within him did such qualities exist, refined by the grains, no matter what his oft shown personality may have been.
And it was such qualities that spurned him to such a course of action. He may have learned how to take such losses quietly, but never lying down. Despite the physical strain that pressed against him due to his Bending exercises, Tie refused to allow his thoughts and mind to dull. Not if he wished to exact upon his greatest foe a dish his people had defined.
His soul ached at the sight before him. Three battlefields stretched about, warriors and saboteurs led by not-insignificant generals. All of them a Rival against him in sheer intellect. Bloodied by years of experience, and blessed by his greatest foe. Their skill apparent in how they maneuvered their forces across the battlefield, three fronts that Tié did his utmost to fend against.
He did not have the luxury of advisers. Of people who could view the battle in perspectives he did not have. But that was fine. Against his true foe, there would be no one trusted but his own experience.
"Wedged between...do I break through? Maybe a flanking move..." Words tumbled out of his mouth without his consent. Have formed ideas thrown away faster than they were made. Time was not on his side, not in such a juncture. He had to make a move. Fast. His eyes swept across the murky grounds once more, and there!
With the calmness of his predecessor, the young general moved his unwavering units onwards. A satisfying click in the machinations of war. Had he the ability to read minds, surely his opponents would have their thoughts scrambling as to what exactly it was he had in mind.
Their battles waged onwards. Every step from there onwards more confident. An encroaching flame that would turn the entirety of the field into ashes when it was allowed to blaze. And as the enemies laid their forces down for the last time, you made your move. Whether they had noticed or not, it was far too late to withdraw.
On all the wooden boards, you placed down the tiles you had kept in reserve for this moment. You saw the reactions of your opponents before your hands had even left the boards. It was a range of shock, acceptance, and even disbelief.
"I didn't expect you'd become so good at Pai Sho so soon, Lord Avatar." One of the enemy generals intoned. You could only offer a smile, and did your level best to keep your wrought hands hidden within your sleeves. "I humbly accept our loss." And like true warriors who have experienced true battle, both sides bowed their heads in respect.
"But dare I ask, Lord Avatar." One of the White Loti asked, the one who had fought the hardest. "What made you wish to take on three of us at the same time?" And at the inquiry, you could only tilt your head as you stood up.
"For a warm up." And with that, you bowed them your leave. It was time you fought your true opponent.
Tie was a true child of the desert. Beyond the nurturing of his tribe, he too learned from the sand. To imitate the relentlessness of the winds, to infiltrate any and all openings made available. To capture the pervasive weather that beat itself equally against all in its territory. Yes, Tié grew up as part of the desert. Deep within him did such qualities exist, refined by the grains, no matter what his oft shown personality may have been.
And it was such qualities that spurned him to such a course of action. He may have learned how to take such losses quietly, but never lying down. Despite the physical strain that pressed against him due to his Bending exercises, Tie refused to allow his thoughts and mind to dull. Not if he wished to exact upon his greatest foe a dish his people had defined.
His soul ached at the sight before him. Three battlefields stretched about, warriors and saboteurs led by not-insignificant generals. All of them a Rival against him in sheer intellect. Bloodied by years of experience, and blessed by his greatest foe. Their skill apparent in how they maneuvered their forces across the battlefield, three fronts that Tié did his utmost to fend against.
He did not have the luxury of advisers. Of people who could view the battle in perspectives he did not have. But that was fine. Against his true foe, there would be no one trusted but his own experience.
"Wedged between...do I break through? Maybe a flanking move..." Words tumbled out of his mouth without his consent. Have formed ideas thrown away faster than they were made. Time was not on his side, not in such a juncture. He had to make a move. Fast. His eyes swept across the murky grounds once more, and there!
With the calmness of his predecessor, the young general moved his unwavering units onwards. A satisfying click in the machinations of war. Had he the ability to read minds, surely his opponents would have their thoughts scrambling as to what exactly it was he had in mind.
Their battles waged onwards. Every step from there onwards more confident. An encroaching flame that would turn the entirety of the field into ashes when it was allowed to blaze. And as the enemies laid their forces down for the last time, you made your move. Whether they had noticed or not, it was far too late to withdraw.
On all the wooden boards, you placed down the tiles you had kept in reserve for this moment. You saw the reactions of your opponents before your hands had even left the boards. It was a range of shock, acceptance, and even disbelief.
"I didn't expect you'd become so good at Pai Sho so soon, Lord Avatar." One of the enemy generals intoned. You could only offer a smile, and did your level best to keep your wrought hands hidden within your sleeves. "I humbly accept our loss." And like true warriors who have experienced true battle, both sides bowed their heads in respect.
"But dare I ask, Lord Avatar." One of the White Loti asked, the one who had fought the hardest. "What made you wish to take on three of us at the same time?" And at the inquiry, you could only tilt your head as you stood up.
"For a warm up." And with that, you bowed them your leave. It was time you fought your true opponent.
To bend sand was easy. Or at least, for you, who has lived in the desert for most of their life it is. The mindset to adopt was a simple one. Rough, harsh, and fluent. Able to flow around obstacles, whilst also eroding whatever stands in your path, wearing it down and burying it with a cruel mercilessness. Bending Earth was in some ways easier and harder. Unlike sand, you did not need fluidity. Just sheer stubbornness and willpower. Where you out stubborn the Earth and stone, and force it to move, whilst giving no ground to resist or push back. The harder the material, the more will and stubbornness was needed. So logically speaking, to bend metal, all you need to do is be more stubborn, willful, and resistant than metal!
SO WHY WON'T THIS STUPID SPEAR BEND!? Tie scowls in frustration at the rusty spear in his hand. He was at the docks, trying to practice his metalbending. It was realitively empty at this point of the day. But for some reason this stupid spear just wouldn't bend! It makes no sense! He kept trying and trying to bend the stupid thing and kept pushing harder and harder but the stupid metal wouldn't bend! Tie stomps on the ground in frustration. What was he doing wrong!? He kept pushing to gain more ground but it just doesn't work!
Tie takes a deep breath. And then glares at the spear again and tries to bend it, pushing his chi against it, trying to force the metal to move. But still, it remains still. With a scream of rage Tie throws the spear onto the ground. Why doesn't it work!? If it worked on dirt and stone than it should work on metal! Ugh, if only there was dirt or stone inside the metal! It'd be so much easier to bend! With that thought in his mind, Tie lets out another frustrated shout, punches a nearby ship and leaves, ignoring the stinging sensation in his hand from punching metal and the strange metalic sound coming from somewhere. So as he left he began muttering about stupid metal and how it refuses to bend and how stupid metalbending is. Why metal can't be bent like how sand is he just can't understand. Life would be so much easier if everything was like sandbending! He'd be a master at this stupid metalbending already if it was that easy!
A short while later Hue-Sar comes across the spear. He shrugs and ignores it, why someone would leave a rusty metal stick laying around he doesn't care. Humans are so strange. Then he looks up and notices the giant dent in a nearby ship, looking like it was twisted inwards and had a small fist like indent at the very center. He looks at the obvious design flaw in confusion before shrugging and leaving.
Humans are so weird. He will never understand them or their strange design choices, he decides. And with that, he abandons that train of thought. He has more sandwiches to make, and a stupid White Lotus guard to prank.
519 words! I decided since Tie is pretty much totally self taught on metalbending and that he's only nine he wouldn't know about bending the impurities inside the metal. Just having the strength and skill capable of doing so.
What I wouldn't give for an omake called Unlimited Bend Works where Tié understands the futility of his ideals and masters the use of his Reality Marble. All while Gilgamesh Huesar challenges him to a friendly duel and uses his Gate of Sandwylon to counter-attack.
What I wouldn't give for an omake called Unlimited Bend Works where Tié understands the futility of his ideals and masters the use of his Reality Marble. All while Gilgamesh Huesar challenges him to a friendly duel and uses his Gate of Sandwylon to counter-attack.
I am unfortunately recovering from Last Minute Shopping syndrome, as I'm heading back to my country in a day or two. Writing anything actually substantial, or anything with quality, will be difficult.
I am the Bridge of our Worlds.
Human is my Body, and Chi is my Spirit.
I will bend over a thousand cycles.
Full of Strife.
And filled with Chaos.
Yet I will withstand a thousand more.
To see Peace. To impart Balance.
For my soul will never waver.
Thus, I am my Avatar.
I am unfortunately recovering from Last Minute Shopping syndrome, as I'm heading back to my country in a day or two. Writing anything actually substantial, or anything with quality, will be difficult.
I am the Bridge of our Worlds.
Human is my Body, and Chi is my Spirit.
I will bend over a thousand cycles.
Full of Strife.
And filled with Chaos.
Yet I will withstand a thousand more.
To see Peace. To impart Balance.
For my soul will never waver.
Thus, I am my Avatar.
To be fair to Tie, I'm pretty sure bending impurities is mostly pretty much just training wheels to learning metal bending. After all, Meteor Iron is noted to be pretty easy to bend, despite the fact that it tends to have fewer impurities than terrestrial iron.
To be fair to Tie, I'm pretty sure bending impurities is mostly pretty much just training wheels to learning metal bending. After all, Meteor Iron is noted to be pretty easy to bend, despite the fact that it tends to have fewer impurities than terrestrial iron.
...didn't only TOPH, the most badass Earthbender to ever live, get the chance to bend meteor iron? Or am I missing something from Korra since I didn't really watch it?
...didn't only TOPH, the most badass Earthbender to ever live, get the chance to bend meteor iron? Or am I missing something from Korra since I didn't really watch it?
