Evolution Of The Elements



After several generations have passed; with one avatar after the next had done their duty of taking care of the world. It had seemed that now the final avatar had finally been taken out for the last time, many people have thought that it truly was the end of the cycle of the avatars due to the fact that the last one had been killed in their avatar state. The legends have been told that, if the avatar was killed within their strongest state; the reincarnation would completely cease to exist any longer.

People from all over the world that had found out about the death of the final avatar had both been horrified but yet some seemed to be quite excited about it as well. Now, there was longer any true authority to stand in any of the four nations' way; each of the four nations were now in complete sync with one another's powers. If one decided to attack another, there was no real chance that any of the nations would be stopped by anyone other than another nations

What no one has realized however though, was that the next avatar had actually been reborn already. He or she was unaware of their own power, with the birth of the new avatar; this new one was never told or even seen ever to use any of their bending abilities, even as a child. There have been mistaken claims that people have seen the child do multiple different elements of bending, but it has yet to be confirmed. Although, that has yet to have been what other nations have been thinking about; with the thought that the avatar had been defeated, the other nations have grown power hungry and started a World War with each of the four nations. Each one going against one another as though they were children on a playground; fighting over one toy. Now, the question is..Will the avatar rise again and solve this chaos..or will the world sink into chaos and have the four nations drown themselves in their own bloodshed?


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Name: Calix Mamoru
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Element: The Avatar
Likes:
† Reading.
† Drawing.
† Mediating.
† Tinkering with machinery.
† Making weaponry.
Dislikes:
‡ Blood.
‡ Being helpless.
‡ Cocky people.
‡ Death.
‡ The war.
Weapon(s):
A pair of electric knuckles that he always wears underneath the bandages that cover up his hands and arms. He also carries around a pair of twin pistols that are strapped to his back, but is normally hidden from the large cloak he tends to wear over his entire body.
Bio:
Calix was born around the time of the war between the four nations had only just began. Even though he hadn't realized it since he was only a child, even his parents had never known that he was born as the new Avatar. During the time of his childhood, times had been difficult for his whole family; although himself happy for his parents not to worry how he would react about the war being so close to them. Even though from day to day, the sound of bombs dropping everywhere and the sounds of innocent lives screaming out in pain had rang in their ears right outside their home. Calix had remained calm and happy even though he could see the fear in his family's eyes every single day of his life.
By the time the war had continued to progress to another part of the city if not to another city all together, his family was finally able to leave their home; only to have their son already around the age of 10 by this point. Luckily enough though, even if he hadn't been able to get real education from professionals; his parents had already taught him well more then enough to know how to live his life like any ordinary person should. With the aftermath of the war in their part of the city, life wasn't any better due to most of the stores being destroyed around them; the thought of going anywhere just to have fun was still dangerous as well. Mines were planted everywhere, going outside each day was nearly a sucide mission just to come home safely.
As he continued to grow older, Calix's father and mother knew well that their son was going to have to learn how to fight since it was only going to be a matter of time before their only son was going to have to go live on his own. They weren't going to live forever, they only had a certain amount of time to live on this planet before they would either die from the war, age, or illness. So, as they had taught their son how to fight; Calix had gave his son the electric knuckles for his son to wear, while his mother had given him the pistols that he continued to use to this day. The bandages that he kept wearing around his arms and hands were due to the electrical knuckles overload on him fighting back against many soliders when he had done his traveling around the world. Underneath the bandages are multiple burnt-like scars as though he had been either whipped if not, slashed by a burning sword. Calix, to this day travels the planet to see if he would be able to stop the war between the four nations. Unknowing to this day that he was the avatar.
Theme Song: The Lord of the Dance - Warriors - YouTube

Originally Posted by Kiyoto

Name:
Kasai Ryu

Age:
Ninteen

Gender:
Male

Element:
Fire

Likes:
~ Fire
~ Passion
~ Challenges
~ Pushing/Testing his limits
~ Hot showers
~ The night
~ Spicy food
~ Unique/Exotic things
~ Sparing
~ Working with his hands
~ Working on cars/motorcycles/etc.
~ Working on his "Art"
~ Cats
~ Dogs

Dislikes:
~ Losing
~ Being underestimated
~ Being looked down upon
~ Hangovers
~ Being outsmarted
~ Being to cold
~ Whining
~ Weakness
~ Being used
~ Being ordered around
~ His hard work or "art" destroyed.
~ Snakes
~ Spies
~ Being betrayed

Weapon(s):
He typically fights with a sword, the blade said to be indistructable and made from metal that was forged centuries ago in dragon fire. The blade has ainchent fire nation symbols on it. He also is adapt in using a pair of claws. He is able to adapt, to using anything in his surroundings as a weapon and to his advantage. He may also at times carry various smaller throwing weapons such as kunai, stars, needles, etc.

Bio:
Kasai was born to a wealthy and high class family. It was always thought he would surpass many, and take over a high position of power. His name literally translates to "Fire Dragon", a strong name that seemed to fit easily. Kasai was always a strong and powerful boy growing up. He had a lot of heart and fire within him in much that he did, showing a passion and fight within him that overwhelmed a few. To keep him on what his parents thought was the right path, and in control, they kept him on a tight and strict leash.

It never sat right with him however, that everything seemed to be decided and chosen for him. When war began to move in more upon his home, he saw the effects of it and of what people were capable of. His father wanted him to take on a role within the world, one that would leave him and them standing on top. His fire bending did not help at all either. He showed a strong knack for it since the begining, skill that surpassed many benders twice his age and knowledge. His skill continued to grow as he matured, and was made to harness and refine it. When he was fifteen, his father made plans with the military behind his back.

He was planning to have Kasai enlisted on his sixteenth birthday. Being friends with and influential with the military and other of power within the fire civilization, Kasai was to be gueranteed a position of power and wealth. His family being close with the head of the fire civilization as well, it was rumored, that without a child of their own, he would be"adopted", in order to take even more power and status. Of course he hated the idea upon finding out. It had been the last straw, that his future had been decided for him.

He escaped without goodbye, leaving the fire civilization behind. He left to the Earth civilization, where he set up a shop that specializes in a bit of everything. There he has remained for the past few years, avoiding war as he can. His parents and many in the fire civilization are after him, with a reward on his head. His parents and many in the fire civilization still seek for him to follow out with the plans made for him long ago. So far however, becoming head of the fire civilization has not sounded to good to him.

Theme Song:
(Pending)

The clink of tools filled the back workshop. Kneeling by a motorcycle, the fiery redhead was working on the back tire. The bike belonged to him, and he had taken to working on it whenever he had spare time. The body of the bike was dark black, with red accents. It was well put together, and would be a thing of beauty once it was finished. Of course it was a bit out of place with the typical greens, browns and golds used within the Earth civilization lands, but it was alright with him.

A light smile played on his lips as he stood and took a step back to admire his work. His eyes traveled over the frame, then to the tire he had been working on. It was coming together nicely. Turning away, he grabbed a cloth nearby to wipe his hands. It was now, that he decided to head back into the main part of the shop. He was from the Fire Civilization, but now living here. His past was a complicated one that he hid from most. No one here even knew he was a fire bender, and with the war going on, he intended to keep it that way.

Many knew he was from the civilization though. The hair and eyes was relativly a dead givaway. They merely believed he was a refugee or someone against his nation. He had been aproached a few times by the military here. Some hated him, others were friends. Everyone was entitled to their own oppinion, he would not force anyone to be around or deal with him if they did not want to. Moving to the door, he clicked the lock out of place, and began opening the curtains. The bright sun from outside pooring in.

It was a beautiful morning, and it was a new day for him to get work done. He smiled, opening the door to allow warm air and a nice breeze inside. He turned away and made his way back into the back for a moment. He had a few boxes he could unpack and stock with as he awaited any customers or companions who might stop in for a word or anything. He kneeled by a case of china tea sets, beautifully crafted and sent here from the Kiyoshi Islands.

The worriors there depicted on a few of the sets, as others had various designs. He liked being busy, keeping his mind off of things, and keeping more to himself. Here he was happy, here he was safe. As long as no one was foolish enough to alert the Fire Civilization or their allies to his location, things would be fine. If they did, many would be paying the price. His family and the leaders there were a bit keen on having him back as soon as possible. He had his future after all as they said,...a future he did not want at this point.