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Republic City Ruckus Feiying was not a picky eater -he really wasn't- he just didn't like Water Tribe food, that was all. He made it a point to avoid the stuff, ever since he was ten; after what came to be known as “The Sea Prune Incident”. But, both his grandfather and Jiayi had nothing but praise for Narook's Seaweed Noodlery, so it couldn't be too bad. Besides, he would be living in Republic City for the next four years, this was the perfect opportunity to broaden his horizons. The young firebender thought this was an excellent plan, and swore to see it through. And since Jiayi had been to Narook's with her family before, he

Choreography "Well, son of a poodle-pony..." Feiying scanned the crowd gathering in front of him, and nervously hissed through his teeth. From the tiny city children sitting on their parents' shoulders or clinging nervously to their pant legs, to the older folks, looking at him with harsh glares; all eyes were trained on him, curious to see his act. More importantly, he could see that many were just as impatient as well. Feiying silently moved his mouth, desperate to find something to say and looked over the crowd again, before choosing to mutter a few curses under his breath. He had always suspected that with Pro-bending's popularity, som

A Minor Setback He made it. It had taken him a few hours to get there; a quick snack, several near misses with oncoming Satomobiles and many, many wrong turns; but, Feiying finally made it to Central City Station. Feiying took a deep breath and smiled, taking everything in; the people taking lazing around on the plaza's many benches, taking breaks from their jobs, the street performers performing their acts, trying to make some quick yuan, the sounds of city traffic around him mingling with the loud calls of hawkers selling their wares. Even now, he still couldn't believe he was in Republic City, in the midst of everything. And nothing, n

The Tale of Jiayi "Don't tell me I got lost again..." Jiayi sighed and checked her map for what seemed like the millionth time that morning. She tilted it to the left. She tilted it to the right. She even tried looking at it upside down. But, no matter what she did, it just didn't make any sense. Jiayi scratched her head and lowered the map to check her surroundings. She didn't know where exactly she was. But, based on the smell of garbage mixed with stale cactus juice and the brick wall staring her in the face, she knew two things. First, this was one of Republic City's many alleyways. And second, this definitely no where near her brothe

-Shibusen: Death Room- The Death Room was Lord Death's private office, the place where certain Weapon-Meister teams went to receive mission details or be assigned remedial lessons. The room looked like a large field of oddly shaped crosses under the open blue sky. It was bigger on the inside than on the outside, which was a good thing; because if it was a normal room, the five weapon Meister teams would be have felt very cramped when they walked in. It had been a week since the teams were gathered and after getting used to life in Death City; it was now time for one of the most important events in their lives, Orientation Day. Taiyun laug

The Tale of Yujin "Huh?" "Ugh... what happened last night?" Yujin groggily opened his eyes to the harsh glow of a single light bulb hanging from an unfamiliar ceiling. Sitting up and looking around, he saw a sparsely decorated room complete with a dripping sink and toilet. There was only one door to the room and it was made of iron bars. No doubt about it, this was a jail cell and he was the jail bird. Sighing to himself, he created a small flame in the palm of his hand, briefly lighting up his face. Snarling, the firebender clenched his fists and put out the little flame, leaving him in the darkness once more. He hit his head against t

The Tale of Xiulan "Ugh... Why won't the light shut up?" Xiulan rolled over in her bed with a moan, wincing at the sunlight streaming through her bedroom window. Thank the spirits she wasn't a firebender; she simply wasn't meant to rise with the sun. As far as she was concerned, the morning was evil. Burying herself deeper in her covers, Xiulan allowed herself to drift off back to sleep. And she was just getting into her favorite dream, only one knockout away from winning the pro-bending championships, when she realized she was forgetting something. Did her mom need her to buy milk? No, they still had half a bottle in the icebox. Was it t

The Tale of Feiying "C'mon, break damn you! Break!" Feiying swore under his breath and sighed, letting out a small plume of flame, briefly lighting up his face. Trust him to stow away on the ship of a company that used strong crates. It wasn't that he was too weak to break wood. He liked to think he was fairly strong. But it was cramped inside the crate, so he had very little room to build up the power he needed. Unless... Peering through a knothole in the crate's side, Feiying smiled. He didn't see anyone nearby. Sure, he promised his mother he wouldn't firebend in the city. But technically, it wasn't breaking that promise if no one saw hi

"Hello"= Speaking "HELLO"= Yelling Hello= Tech. Names or words in foreign languages or just emphasis -London: The Millennium Wheel- Maka Albarn was the daughter of one of the strongest Death Scythes alive, a Meister born with the Grigori-type soul and one of the brightest students attending Shibusen. But, she could also be very impatient and very stubborn. She and her partner Soul Eater Evans were inside a compartment of the Millennium Wheel, something that she wasn't too happy about. "I'm serious, Soul. We were sent here on a mission to find that team, not waste time staring at the city!" Maka was a very mature and bookish girl. As a