WONG CHENLEI

[WONG CHENLEI]

WONG CHENLEI

HUMAN• MALE • 16 • ONE• HETEROSEXUAL • aspiringConductor

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we've got something, here the future is clear we exist without fear

i think we're best described as a pyrocumulus i know there's a fire deep inside of us

PHYSIQUE

★ APPEARANCE: Dang! You sure are pretty! Or at least moderately handsome: the chiseled abs and gymnast's figure certainly don't hurt, haha. Just shy of six feet you are lean and muscular and cut as fuck quite proud of your physique, maybe even a bit vain which is why you reveal to no one that your weight is encroaching upon the dreaded 170s pounds even if that is perfectly normal for a person of your size and stature.

★ COMMON WEAR: You are a sharply dressed fellow indeed! You tend to either wear black buttoned-up suits designed to resemble the Chinese style, or a slightly more interesting goldenrod shirt that flatters your abs. And by flatters, you mean that you simply never sewed in any buttons so it hangs open. With the goldenrod shirt you tend to wear loose white trousers. As for shoes, you either employ dress shoes or more traditional cloth shoes, black, of course.

★ OTHER FEATURES: Your ears are pierced. You are currently not wearing any earrings though.

PERSONAGE

★ POSITIVE:

[/i] consider yourself classy, it is kind of a subjective thing and even you admit that your zeal for the color gold can get tacky. Still, every now and then you manage a really choice entrance and it is just so fucking cash.
• DORK- You can get quite impressed with your own accomplishments! At such times your actions may either be considered grating, or positively 'adorable.' You are not yet certain what to think of this particular development, but you have tried to reign in your enthusiasm for a more somber, dignified appearance as befits your age. You are currently failing miserably at that goal.
• INTELLIGENT - You are wretchedly intelligent. Emphasis on wretched. You think too quickly and too much, the sheer density of your thoughts can become distracting, weighing you down and dousing the flames of your initiative and even preventing you from sleeping! At the same time though, it is always an advantage to be thinking fast and doing it well.
• FRUGAL - You dislike needless expenditures. The bear minimum suffices, etc. etc. etc.[/ul]
★ NEGATIVE:

★ LIKES:

[/i] of cheeses. And by connoisseur you mean your palate is singularly unrepentant in its adoration for all things cheesy, from the rustic hand-churned stuff only a thinly disguised step removed from butter to the terrifying specter of death by delicious, delectable casu marzu. This is somewhat inconvenient because you are have recently become lactose intolerant.
• GOLD- You are not so much interested in the element as the color. You think it is the best color that has ever existed. Why, it would be a dream come true if you could live in a golden city! Alas, that is patently ridiculous, no one can even stand your room, and that is just one private little dwelling painted a little bit gold. Oh well, maybe some day you shall convince your friends to convert.
• GYMNASTICS - You have a certain fondness gymnastics, in fact once upon a time you may have even entertained OLYMPIAN aspirations. Alas, you trained a little bit too hard and badly injured your left arm, ending your career before it even began.
• MAKING CLOTHES - Although you believe you are NOT VERY GOOD AT IT at it, you have recently taken to designing your own wardrobe and sewing your own clothes.
• NOVELTY - You are rather addicted to danger and new stuff. Emphasis on new. New experiences, new lessons, new knowledge, as long as it is fresh and exciting for you it is SO COOL.[/ul]
★ DISLIKES:

★ HABIT:

• SMILING - You are almost always smiling! Sometimes the smiles are even genuine!
  
• ONE BIG FAMILY - You tend to refer to your friends as your 'brothers' and 'sisters.'

★ FEAR:

• HURTING OTHERS - You are seriously concerned that one day you are just going to walk off the deep end and do some irreparable damage to your friendships. To counter this you are almost always chipper and consistently positive.
  
• CLOWNS - What. Everyone is afraid of clowns. This is a known fact and don't you deny it.

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INVENTORY

★ SABERKIND: You wield a SABER. It is a curved sword that is about as long as your arm. There is no particular significance to having chosen it, but you are relatively talented in its use and it's cheap so that is also a bonus.

★ STONE IN THE SWORD MODUS: A deliriously inconvenient modus, it manifests any captchalogued object as a sword stuck in stone. Depending on the 'weight' of the object (which is completely arbitrary and varies depending on time, location and other miscellaneous factors) it becomes easier or harder to remove the object from the modus. On the plus side, you have not actually found an object so large that it will not fit into your modus.

BACK STORY

★ GUARDIAN / ANCESTOR: Your guardian is a person you refer to as SIS or more commonly JEH JEH. She taught you loads of stuff and is pretty much the coolest person that exists, bar none.

★ HISTORY: Your name is WONG CHENLEI. There was a bit of a mix-up with your passport and now your first and last names have reversed positions but you don't much mind, it's not like anyone can competently pronounce your name anyway. You once tried to get people to call you KING, but that soon seemed more tawdry than anything else so you quickly stopped.

You were born in HONG KONG, a bustling city of INCREDIBLE BEAUTY or so you have been RELIABLY INFORMED since you moved to France with your BIG SIS when you were about two years old. Apparently your move was precipitated by your parents getting into a car accident with a crocodile and tragically dying after it, infuriated by the collision, stabbed them. While you believed such was the case in your youth, you are now PRETTY SURE this is a dastardly fabrication but that is the story your BIG SIS has told you and by jove she is sticking to it.

In France you fell in love with CHEESE. You also attended a rather prestigious Beijing opera training school, which gave you a solid foundation for your later pursuit of GYMNASTICS. You then hopped all over the world, managing to pick up ENGLISH and then mangling what little CANTONESE and FRENCH you had learned. This constantly roving bumpkin lifestyle suited a kid like you, life always seemed so EXCITING when you were on the move. It was only when the two of you SETTLED in a little town on the East Coast of the USA that you began to get bouts of SELF-DESTRUCTIVE LOATHING. You flung yourself into your training with a bit too much enthusiasm and permanently injured your left arm. While not an insurmountable barrier, it put an end to your OLYMPIC aspirations, not that they were very SERIOUS in the first place.

You have recently begun to tentatively enter the realm of INTERNET CULTURE, having learned to sew and make your own clothes you have considered the possibility of COSPLAY but you are much too mortified by the idea of being seen in public wearing such things that it has never gone beyond a pleasant daydream.

You live in a simple three bedroom house, with a white picket fence and everything. You have no idea how your sister makes the money she does, but she never seems to run out.

THIS CHARACTER HAS BEEN CREATED BY dusty.
TEMPLATE CREATED BY chariza of ote

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HEIR OF DOOM PROSPIT DREAMER WONG CHENLEI

I believe I can see your planet now. Yes. You are in the

LAND OF SHINE AND FOG.

A very mountainous land indeed, filled with sparkling crystals and jewels ripe for the taking if you have a way to dislodge them from the mountains. Their allure, however, is disguised under the dense veil of fog surrounding your world. It appears to be dawn, but you're unsure because of the thick cloud layer above you. EREBUS watches from the highest mountaintop, staining and tainting them with his darkness, turning the bright rubies and glittering quartz to obsidian, and the snow caps to jagged rock. The fog gives him strength. He will await your audience, Heir. Don't waste too much time speaking to the little green GECKOS that serve as your consorts. They may have useful information, but they're not exclusively helpful. Find the caves, destroy temptation, utilize that which curses you, and maybe you'll turn out alright.

But that will all come in time, Heir. For now, you're going back. You'll know nothing of your quest, of your land, or your very title. You'll be an average sixteen year old boy. But not for much longer.

WELCOME TO THE SBURB BETA!

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