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       #Post#: 408108--------------------------------------------------
       Capital City
       By: Renegade Date: January 31, 2017, 12:48 pm
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       Capital City is the melting Pot of the Avatar Universe. People
       from all corners of the world settle here, making it the most
       diverse city there is. However, as a result, it's also an
       extremely Capitalistic city. There are many bending dojos in the
       city, however, most low income families wouldn't be able to
       afford sending their children to study there.
       Capital City imports and exports products all over the world,
       making it possible for all kinds of businesses to strive here.
       While it may be difficult to break into any given industry,
       anyone who manages to do so, has the possibility of making a
       grand living.
       #Post#: 410796--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Demonreach Date: September 2, 2020, 11:47 am
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       The room was dark, the light of day giving way to the darkness
       of night; only the soft breathing of Wan interrupted the
       silence, and with each slow, deep inhale came flickers of flame,
       a dim colored fire that danced on the wicks of the candles
       arrayed around his person. The breathing set itself in a slow,
       deliberate manner until the flickering fires of the candles
       evened with his own breathing, as those two things became a
       single thing, until he and the candles were synonymous and
       interchangeable. He fed his hopes and his dreams to these
       candles, tempering his own will and soul; his fears and doubts
       fed the fire until his mind was a void, a canvass of darkness
       and within that darkness were pinpricks of light, of fire, and
       they allowed no thought, no feeling or idea, to disturb the
       stillness.
       It had been a long day for Wan, a man who was used to hard work
       and even longer days, and he knew rest would be a long time
       coming. Deep in his meditative state like this, he could feel
       the heat from the others in his house; felt them going about
       their own nightly routine as he did his own.
       He also felt the heat of a body just outside his door.
       'Coming, grandfather,' as Wan speaks, the void shatters as the
       words leave his lips.
       Wan stands to turn the light on, opening the door to reveal a
       slightly stooped old man and it was easy to see a devilish glint
       in his eye, always looking for mischief. The old man was
       relatively harmless, but a better firebending teacher, Wan had
       yet to find. It was sad, then, that Wan surpassed his
       grandfather and both parents -the former had long since stopped
       sparring with Wan, though offers to guide him through spiritual
       tribulations. His mother and father, though, offered their
       services whenever they had time together.
       Wan's father wasn't harsh and was often fair in judgement and
       dealings, but Wan did tend to get the short end of most sticks.
       Such was life.
       Wan sighed, 'Look-'
       The old man held a hand up, entering and closing the door behind
       him, getting serious, 'No, you look. However right or justified
       you may think you were, it was wrong. We are all doing our best
       here, but this idea of needing a master? You are a Shimura and
       we are smiths; our way of life doesn't require a master
       firebender. Why can you not be happy here, with us?'
       At this, the anger that had been gathering like a volcano about
       to erupt vanished and Wan's arguments died on his lips; he
       pulled the old man in for a hug. 'Oh, grandpa. You know I am
       happy here, but I want more for myself.'
       The words he said as he broke the embrace, speaking again, 'I
       will speak with him in the morning, with both of them, and I
       will listen, but my mind has been made up. Your support in this
       would help.'
       'Perhaps you are right, son. I will give it some thought and you
       will have my answer in the morning, as we will have yours.'
       Foolish old man, Wan thought fondly before retiring to his own
       bed, where sleep quickly found him.
       In the morning, Wan found himself in a rather good mood despite
       the omens of the days outcome. He had dreams of flying, of great
       fires and even greater storms. Wan ate breaktfast alone, did
       most of his morning routine alone, as his family was probably
       hard at work. Wan was allowed certain freedoms, such as sleeping
       in and having solitude in his work.
       His days were longer, but it was worth it.
       As he walked outside, there was a stillness to the air he wasn't
       expecting but nonetheless welcomed as he breathed in his first
       breath of morning air; the sun bathed his body in its warmth.
       'Ah, so you're awake,' came the voice of his father, who stood a
       few feet away. 'Your grandfather came to me early this morning.
       You seem to have swayed him; your mother refuses to stay out of
       this, insisting we are both idiots. I cannot guarantee your
       position should you leave. You know how lucky we were to have
       you.'
       'How is that my fault? Should I not be allowed to make my own
       choices? To fail or succeed? I cannot grow here, and I feel
       myself stagnating by the day.'
       His fathers face grew darker, anger consuming him before it left
       his face, replaced by resignation. 'Fine, so  be it. You may
       leave to seek your master and your adventures, but none will see
       you go. You leave in disgrace and may not return unless your
       quest is completed.'
       And so, armed with the few possessions he did have, Wan would
       set out to begin his journey, hoping that just maybe he could
       prove his father wrong.
       #Post#: 410802--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Renegade Date: September 2, 2020, 5:22 pm
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       ***Avatar Update***
       An Emergency Broadcast  has taken over all Radio and Television
       Stations in the City:
       "Attention Capital City! A large gathering of strange
       individuals dressed in black has gathered outside the city.
       Hundreds of Men, Women and children, as if from nowhere are
       gathered! Capital City Police is being dispatched to determine
       if this gathering poses any threat to the city! If possible, we
       urge citizens to remain indoors until a proper investigation has
       been completed! "
       #Post#: 410804--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: DovahThina Date: September 3, 2020, 6:37 pm
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       After recently coming to terms with being the new Avatar, Zhara
       knew her training had to start somewhere, so she went to what
       was once the air temple outside of Capital City, where Master
       Tenzin began training Avatar Korra all those years ago. In the
       decades since, the air temple had become a hub for bending
       teachers of all backgrounds, supported from the shadows by The
       Order of the White Lotus. Upon arrival, the members of the White
       Lotus greeted Zhara, as is customary when receiving the Avatar
       for training, and suggested that while they were awaiting the
       arrival of her new advanced firebending teacher, she should
       begin studying the basics of the other three elements she needed
       to learn. So she took a the scrolls they gave her and began.
       It had been a week, and Zhara was alone in her room, reading up
       on the techniques of the air nomads and trying to conjure up the
       tiniest bit of wind from her fingers, to no avail. She was
       becoming frustrated, even with her usual sunny disposition. Up
       until this point, she had successfully made pebbles and rocks
       come up out of the ground, and even correctly created ripples
       and whirlpools in the temple fountains; but trying to focus her
       chi to force a gust of air to appear was like pulling teeth.
       Zhara closed the scroll she was reading.
       "I need a break..." she sighed, glossing quickly over her other
       reading materials before rising from her chair and moving to the
       side table behind her. "I know what will get me energized." she
       says, pulling a dumpling she had saved from lunch out of her
       pocket, warming it up in her hands, and plopping it into her
       mouth. "There HAS to be some good probending matches going on
       tonight!" She exclaimed mouth half-full, while rolling onto her
       bed.
       The excitable sounds of a probending announcer's voice crackled
       into the atmosphere as she cut it on her radio. "--And it's the
       last stretch of the preliminary rounds for the Probending
       Championship, sponsored by the newly incorporated and less
       criminally inclined than its predecessor, Cabbage Corp
       Internationaaaaaaal! Now back to the match! The Tenku Tiger
       Hares and the Ferocious Fruit Bats are at each others throats!
       Now the Fruits Bats have the Tiger Hares on the ropes.... the
       Tiger Hares are giving it all they've got as they're quickly
       backed into the last ring..... but wait, what's this?! A quick
       thinking strategy by the Tiger Hares' earthbender has knocked
       one of the Fruit Bats out of bounds from the third ring!
       Amazing! The Tiger Hares might be still in the ga--" The
       announcer abruptly cut, and Zhara's radio crackled again, this
       time the sound was replaced by a loud announcement.
       "ATTENTION CAPTITAL CITY! A large gathering of strange
       individuals dressed in black has gathered outside the city.
       Hundreds of Men, Women and children, as if from nowhere are
       gathered! Capital City Police is being dispatched to determine
       if this gathering poses any threat to the city! If possible, we
       urge citizens to remain indoors until a proper investigation has
       been completed!" The alert ended and turned to static before
       returning to the probending match. Zhara stared at her radio,
       stunned for a few moments before cutting it off and rising off
       of her bed.
       "What the hell was that...?" She wondered. "Are the citizens
       really in trouble??" Zhara muttered, pacing in front of her bed.
       "I should probably stay where I am, despite wanting to help...."
       she kept pacing and muttering. Fifteen minutes went by before
       she came to a stop. "The White Lotus would be mad if I just
       disappeared...." she said as she thought. "Buuuuut, as the
       avatar, I should probably also be observing the methods of law
       enforcement and learn how to properly investigate..." she paused
       briefly, a smirk crawling across her face. She had made her
       decision.
       #Post#: 410805--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Demonreach Date: September 3, 2020, 8:30 pm
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       Wan could hear the roars of excitement as the probending matches
       went on; he had no interest in such things himself, but he could
       appreciate the skill involved nonetheless. He paid for some
       snack that street vendor had out, was pleasantly surprised with
       the taste of it, and continued on his way.
       The young firebender was uncertain about his destination, though
       he was sure Capital City wouldn't hold him for long, and wanted
       to find a master. Should that take him outside the city, so be
       it. As he walked towards the arena of the probending matches,
       mostly to immerse himself in the culture of his fellow people,
       the announcement came.
       Strange people? Women and children?, his head swam with the idea
       of it. Strangers in strange attire outside his city?
       Wan was no coward, and perhaps he would be able to find what he
       sought there. Grinning to himself, as his idea was rather
       brilliant, Wan started towards the scene, taking a few alleys
       and sidestreets to avoid the masses of people seeking their
       homes. He wished he was an earthbender, or at least a
       metalbender, for this reason.
       Walking everywhere like this sucked.
       #Post#: 410808--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Pokemon World Date: September 4, 2020, 4:00 pm
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       About a mile to the North of the city, a massive gathering of
       people have gathered. Many of whom appear angry, depressed, or
       simply exhausted. They look to a large, dark skinned man who
       stands on a small cliff before them, speaking words of comfort.
       He, and his people all fall silent, however, when the Capital
       City Police Force approached in a small hovercraft. As if in
       awe, and perhaps fear of what they're witnessing, each of them
       watches silently, preparing for whatever may come.
       The Chief of Police exited the Hovercraft in his metallic armor,
       followed by 8 of his top Officers. They moved no closer to the
       gathering pf people, however,  the chief used a loudspeaker to
       make himself heard.
       "I am Chief Talla of the Capital City Police Force.  I wish to
       speak with your Leader!"
       The strange people exchanged several glances, before their chief
       stepped forward.
       #Post#: 410816--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Calia Date: September 6, 2020, 5:03 pm
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       (Continued from the Spirit World)
       On the other side of the portal, the energy in the city had
       shifted! People seemed to be rushing into their homes, and
       locking themselves in tight! Had something happened? They
       couldn't have been in the Spirit World more than an Hour or two!
       Even so, a sense of urgency had built in the city that couldn't
       be denied!
       Even so, the two continued on their mounts, making their way to
       the edge of the city, and making their way out. They followed a
       path alongside a cliff, which was no problem until Calia looked
       over the edge. She immediately gasped, and steered her
       Pantherwolf away from the edge, away from what she had seen!
       What were they doing here? It had definitely been the Shadow
       Clan standing at the bottom, speaking with men in Uniforms! She
       stayed as far away from view as possible.
       "Nitara!" She called, hopefully loud enough to be heard by her
       companion, but not those below.
       "Is there a path we can take to avoid being seen by those
       people? It would be bad if they found out I was here!"
       #Post#: 410817--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Kiru Date: September 6, 2020, 6:01 pm
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       Nitara peered over the shoulder of her companion at the men
       gathered. She had slinked her way in and out of the city many
       times and quite enjoyed the challenge of finding new ways to
       fool the sentries back home. Still, something in the air told
       her this night would be different. Furrowing her brow she
       contemplated simply putting the men to sleep. She wasn't sure
       just how much mist she could muster and the girl was in her
       trajectory. There was also accounting the girl's familiarity
       with the men. Was she hunting AND being hunted? What an odd path
       of fate this girl walked.
       "We must dismount." she declared, already beginning to bend the
       air around them. A breeze gathered into bits of fog. A playful
       smile resting on deep auburn skin. The fog swirled and tangled
       into a cumulonimbus. "Your getaway vehicle, ms. mercenary" she
       teased stepping onto the cloud. Her hands never breaking the
       movements, she gathered more fog for cover. Air bending took
       great amounts of concentration especially for Nitara.
       "We should be fine as long as we keep to the cliff-side." she
       said in an attempt to comfort her companion. "And as long as i'm
       not distracted. We won't drop. "
       #Post#: 410818--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Calia Date: September 6, 2020, 9:22 pm
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       When Nitara called for the two to dismount, Calia did so without
       objection. She awaited further instructions, but was instead met
       with another display of power! Her hair, despite being pulled
       back in a ponytail, bounced with the wind, and soon, she found
       herself surrounded in fog! "So Wind Bending can be used for
       something like this too, huh?"
       Then she created a small cloud and stepped atop of it. She
       wanted to carry them across on that?  Calia's concern was
       probably evident on her face. She was capable of flying on her
       own. And she would feel much more safe not relying on anyone
       else to keep her alive in midair. But she also didn't want to
       give away any unnecessary information about herself! She
       hesitantly stepped onto the cloud with Xanther, listening as
       Nitara gave her disclaimer. So her ability was reliant on her
       concentration. Of course, that was the case with all benders,
       but the thought was still less than comforting. She wrapped her
       arms around Xanther's neck, and prepared for the trip. Hopefully
       it wasn't far to Zico's location...
       #Post#: 410823--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Capital City
       By: Demonreach Date: September 8, 2020, 8:47 pm
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       Wan was slow moving, as fire propulsion was a more advanced
       skill he hadn't mastered- not that he had much need of such a
       skill in his line of work. That being said, his longer than
       average legs dtill carried him faster than most benders and
       non-benders would be able to keep up with. Oh sure, they could
       keep up, even get ahead, for awhile anyway, but he would always
       catch up. Still, Wan hated running. He almost wished he had a
       vehicle, or even a mountable pet, but he wasn't much for pets.
       Besides, the exercise would be good practice for his breathing
       techniques.
       He could feel an uneasiness to the air; the smell of the
       hovercrafts flying above giving a hint as to what the day may
       promise. As he got closer, he could smell the mass of people,
       the fear and anger; Wan could see some were exhausted even. He
       did his best to remain inconspicuous, to not draw attention
       himself as he neared, catching the last of the Police Chief's
       introduction.
       Who could drive their people so hard? And for what purpose?
       There are women and children amongst them, even elderly! What
       were they waiting for? Why the need for such ceremonies?
       Wan evened his breathing again, trying to diminish his presence
       as to be an onlooker, a witness of events that would transpire
       in the night.
       There would be others, Wan was sure, but they were not here. At
       least, not yet. Given the thought of othere, he felt his eyes
       drawn upwards, to the sky, but the clouds obscured his eyes from
       the stars; the moons soft, reflective glow shining through those
       same clouds. Still he swore he could see those clouds moving
       with purpose.
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