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Manchu Song

"Bring it ON! Ahahaha!"

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a character in “Avatar: Criss-Crossing Fates”, as played by WingedOctopus

Description

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Manchu Song ♂

"What's that in my hand? Your wallet? Correct!"

Nickname(s)/Alias(es)
He's been called everything in the book. Manny, Chu, Mannychuchu, Chu-man...
Age
16

Appearance
Despite his age, Manchu bounces around with a childlike energy, constant mischief in his eye. He sometimes gets this sly look on his face, a too-casual flip of his hair, too-smooth movements, and then you know you're in trouble! Still, there's something humorous about how seriously he takes himself. From the way he carries himself (chest puffed, shoulders squared, head back) you can tell that he thinks he's "all that".

But there is something attractive about his confidence.

Preferred Clothing
He has a very firm idea of what is "debonair" and "handsome" and is actually quite finicky about his appearance. "Hey hey hey, a ladies' man has to keep up with expectations!" If you mess up his clothing, he will immediately put you on the list.

Height
Manchu is short, only about 5'6", which he thinks is a pretty fascinating height.
Yeah, he hates it to death, and any mention of it will immediately put you on his list.

Weight
Skinny, but lean. (A decently well-muscled frame, despite its lightness.)

Hair Color
His longer-than-average brown hair falls to about his chin, constantly messy, getting in his eyes and in the way, but he refuses to cut it; he considers his scruffy appearance to be dashing.

Eye Color
In certain lights, his eyes look gray, and in others they look brown. But they're constantly twinkling, narrowing, widening-- his eyes are very expressive-- so it's hard to study them at any given moment.

Personality
Manchu is like a breath of fresh air, a bright spot in the room, seeming to suck all attention in his direction with his (completely limitless) confidence. He thinks he's the best thing ever, but his good humor and silly demeanor seems to lesson the idiocy of it. He may be conceited, but he's not completely enamored of himself; he takes it as just a fact of life: Manchu Song is gorgeous.

But really it's not his appearance that does it. He's just so cheerfully, so endlessly optimistic-- and what a troublemaker! He'll steal an apple from a cart and upon getting caught just give a sheepish, dimpled smile, so bashful that the cart owner will just sigh and allow him to go on his way. He's sneaky and kind of manipulative, but a funny guy, constant source of humor for other people.

And he's prissy, too! His preening is laughable; he's worse than a fifteen year old girl. He likes fashion, "but in a manly way!" His conceit disappears like mist in the sun when an attractive woman is around. He will drag himself through the dirt in pursuit of a girl. The funny thing is that despite his high opinion of himself, he's constantly rejected.

But that's the beauty of Manchu's confidence. He's such an optimist that he just laughs and brushes it off and chases another skirt, like a playful puppy.

Oddities
Two words: weird. Food.
He will eat the strangest things! Pickled octopus in raspberry sauce, chocolate-covered turnips in ranch dressing... it's like a train wreck; you want to look away but you can't.

Secondly, the list. (Dun dun dun!) It's really uncertain what is meant when Manny says "Oh, you are SO on my list!", but he's usually fuming with rage. The littlest things can get you on and off his list. Mention his height, oh, you're on the list for life, mister! But then two seconds later you compliment his hair and you're off it. It is assumed that being on the list means that you're on his bad side.

Likes
+Silliness, goofing around. Lighten up!
+Stealing. He's klepto. Gets him in plenty of trouble, and then he just laughs it off and refuses to see the error of it. His airy ways can be downright frustrating.
+Inciting trouble.
+Trying to attract girls. (Ironically, if a girl actually returns his affection, he'll often be so shocked that he dumps them immediately.)
+Anyone who dislikes the Fire Nation. You're instantly in his good books.
+Clothes, disguises, outfits... basically just stuff, anything new and "in". Especially weapons! There's nothing like a new bit of steel!

Dislikes
-Workaholics, neat freaks, sticks in the mud, do-goodniks. He likes to err on the less-than-legal side of things; it's more fun. And if you disagree, well, then we have a problem.
-The law. Always trying to bring him down.
-The Fire Nation. Not because of any deep tragedy, but because they're jerks, they take things too seriously, and he just has a firmly instilled prejudice against them. There is nothing that will get him more red with rage than seeing Fire Nation conquerors oppressing helpless people.
-Losing, being beaten. Except in the case of women; he's used to that. But if he loses in anything else, he gets sullen.
-Animals...
-...ESPECIALLY reptiles, amphibians, and bugs. "HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME HOLY CRAP!"
-Authority figures, especially older males. He's got daddy issues. Plus it challenges his self-appointed alpha male status.


Hobbies
Stealing. Hey, it's fun!
Causing trouble, often against peacekeepers and authority figures. Making a ruckus.
Playing pranks.
Fighting, scrapping, posturing, posing.
Playing with his "new toys". "And by toys I mean weapons!"
Meeting new people.
Comedy.

Fears/Phobia(s)
Bugs. Bugs. BUGS.
Also, dogs, cats, birds, fish, frogs, snakes, lizards, foxes, raccoons, squirrels, and any combination thereof.
Water. Not a fear, really, but he can't swim.

Skills/Talents
Stealing, but not just that, all of the skills that come along with it. Sneaking and hiding, going unnoticed, sleight of hand-- but also distractions, disruptions, chaos, and mayhem.

He likes to think that he's good at fighting, but he's just so small...

He's a little charmer. There's something about his playful, carefree, relaxed attitude.

Preferred Weapon
Manchu is not physically strong. He's really not. Oh sure, pick a random guy off the street and he could overpower him, but warriors and benders-- he doesn't compare.

His weapons are like his babies. "I don't think I could love a human baby as much as I love these things!" Perhaps that's an exaggeration. Or at least, I hope...

On Manny's person at any time you can find dozens of tiny, finger-sized daggers, iron knuckles, handcuffs, rope, and-- his coup de grace-- his beloved bamboo-and-rubber-band slingshot, with which he will shoot anything small enough to fit in it.

Fighting Style
Lots of bark and no bite. And much taunting.
Chuey knows he can't physically match up to anyone bigger than him-- or benders-- so he likes to leap around and evade them and use distance weapons such as his much-beloved slingshot. He also doesn't really like to dirty his hands. He'll get out of a fight before engaging (unless he is in the mood for making trouble). He's a coward when any real danger comes along.

He'll try to distract his opponent with sparkling, mischievous grins and friendly, witty remarks.

Personal History
Manchu has no strong ties, neither familial nor friendly. His parents and eighteen siblings were all very kind and loving, if not exasperated by his constant trouble. They owned a rice farm, kind of out in the sticks, or at least out in the middle of nowhere enough that they didn't get much Fire Nation trouble. Nobody in his family but his grandfather was a bender (earth), but still he was very jealous of their powers as well as awed and excited.

(He knows that his family is the best one that anybody could ask for, and he truly loves them, but with eighteen brothers and sisters he sometimes felt a wee bit neglected. Perhaps his kleptomania stems from this-- attention. He sure is a spotlight hog.)

Eventually his wandering, troublesome heart led him to leave them. They were sad to see him go but happy for him. They admonished him to stay out of trouble, gave him some money, and let him be on his way. He hasn't obeyed their request. Immediately Manchu went into the big cities and traveled, seeing the world-- and the atrocities of the Fire Nation. It's made him quite angry, and he taunted every soldier he could, stealing from them also. He's notorious in some parts, but not a famous criminal-- he always manages to weasel out of trouble, even when caught redhanded, pickpocketing.

Theme Song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pgum6OT_VH8

Other
Secretly, he's very angry.

So begins...

Manchu Song's Story

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The market swarmed with people, going in and out, buying, shoving, kids underfoot, haggling, shouting. Livestock squawled, and the sun beat down on Manchu's already-tanned skin. The warmth lit the dusty roads and wooden stalls and the rainbow of nations and ethnicities milling down the paths.

Manchu darted through the crowd and underneath several people hefting a cart of cabbages. The boy's tiny frame was perfectly suited to twisting and turning and avoiding collisions, feet light and nimble. A toothy white smile stayed on his face as if plastered there. It lit his whole face up like a lantern. Something about his face was just very roguish: how the long brown hair raked over his jaw, how his eyes sparkled with naughty implications, how his slingshot hung loosely from his pocket. His chest was proudly puffed for the viewing benefit of any onlookers. Quite debonair, the boy who ducked through the crowd and weaved between legs like a little snake.

Or so Manchu would like to think. He was covered head to toe with dirt and his hair stuck up in all directions.

He knew Omashu pretty well. He'd been just chilling here for the past few weeks, and it was a good town. Plenty of hell to raise, plenty of stuff to nick. Plenty of fights to get into, too; Manchu liked that. Most importantly? The best thing that Omashu had to offer? Earthbender girls. Wow, what a woman! He let out a laugh. Now they were tough. Usually pretty though. Truthfully, Manchu loved the culture of Omashu. He loved the deep greens and dusty browns of the city. He loved the walls and the buildings, how seamlessly the stone flowed. The skies were always blue. Earth Kingdom animals, hybrids they didn't have back home, hopped through the grass. Somehow, the whole... zen-like atmosphere got Manny to calm down a bit. He wasn't really one to enjoy the scenery, but Omashu was just... splendid.

Manchu slowed to a walk, now panting from the exertion. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and tossed his hair back (so un-functional; it got in the way but it was totally worth it). Though his face was red with heat, flesh clammy, he still grinned around at all the business. What a town!

Then out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of white and the relaxation had gone in an instant.

Gone was the feeling of contentment. Something in his chest stirred when he saw the girl with the long white hair.

His fingers began to twitch.

Almost instinctively, his walk melted into the most casual of strolls as he let himself fall back, but keeping the girl carefully in his line of vision. His hand went to his pocket and casually slipped the bamboo slingshot deeper inside, so it was not visible. And making sure to stop, gander at the stalls, smell the roses, enjoy the sights, he followed her.

What an oddball! he marveled as she left the chicken stall, but he did not think on it for a long time. He brushed past a Fire Nation woman barreling into an earthbender official (he tucked his head down as he passed the uniformed man; didn't need the law getting involved) and waited until the crowd had thinned and the girl was looking at another stall. Only then did Manchu dawdle on up the same stall, taking his time, picking up an Earth Nation snow globe with one brown hand.

The other snaked out towards the white haired girl's staff.

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Aria had weaved herself through the back alleys over to a quiet stall selling trinkets and nicknacks. The person behind the stall kept his gaze on Aria in distrusting manner, but she managed not to pay much head. She picked up a trinket and an her hand over it gently her left arm the one burnt remained at her side un-moving so as to grab any money she might need to give i she found anything that caught her interest. Setting down the trinket she picked up another running her thumb over its smooth polished edges and intricket weaving design. Aria ran her thumb up and down over the object feeling slightly sad. It's grooves and weaves reminded her of her long forgotten home in the southern air temple with its strange and grooved doors.

The person behind the shabby stall watched Aria trace over the trinket before he got bored with her and went back to counting money from what Aria guessed were previous purchases that day. Blinking into reality Aria was about to ask the vendor the origins of the trinket when she realized there was someone standing next to her. A boy about his age who seemed interested in a snow globe. Dispelling any thoughts she opened her mouth to ask the vendor her question when she realized something was wrong. One hand of the boy was neither hanging by his side or in his pocket but instead seemed to be drifting behind her toward her staff that hung on her back pack.

Aria acted quickly her burnt left arm and hand grabbing onto the boy while she reached over her head pulling out her staff and hit him on the head right in the center of his forehead. "You better have not ever dared think about grabbing it Mister." Her normal calm grey gaze grew wild and fierce. Her staff was the only thing she had that could give away what and who she was... It was also the only thing she had left from her air bending master. Letting go of his arm she pulled the staff away from his head and frowned at the little red mark. "Sorry about that... But I'm protective over this staff... I'd probably have let you get away with my money before I gave you my staff." Gripping the staff in her hand she spun it and used it like a walking stick, as she bent down and picked up the trinket she dropped gently setting it on the merchants table.

The merchant stared at Aria shocked before greedily looking at the staff. Blinking she held it closer to herself and shifted her gaze to the thief. "Might I know the name of my almost thief?" Aria asked rocking back and forth on the heels of her barren feet secretly keeping herself from falling backward with a good little push from some wind, that also played around with her long white hair.

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You could say that Manchu was taken off guard.

Personally, he'd thought that this was once of his greatest steals yet; his technique was perfect, his approach, his subject looked like any tourist, and he had no idea what it was he was trying to steal but c'mon, it looked like an expertly made staff. Which meant he'd probably toss it as soon as he stole it. He just like stealing for the heck of it.

But then, abruptly, his hand was grabbed and he was pulled forward, and whappp! The very staff he'd tried to steal whacked him in the head!

He howled in pain, jumping back and grabbing his head, eyes as wide as dinner plates. Already, his feet were as light as birds, ready to flee, but-- what? Manny stared in disbelief as she drummed up a conversation. Never before had one of his victims tried to-- well, TALK to him.

So, a little suspiciously, a lopsided grin spread across half of Manny's face, his big brown eyes sparkling in curiosity (and not a bit of remorse, I'll have you know). Half-frowning and half-grinning, Manchu let out a giggle. "Um... Manchu! Manchu Song." He swept into a bow. "So, just to be clear, um... no authorities have to be involved heeeere...?" He gave a nervous glance at the shop owner, who was glaring.

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Aria blinked. "Don't worry... I'm not that kind of person." She smiled softly and spun her staff expertly. "Just no touchy the staff... Ever! ... Unless you ask kindly... And even then..." Her voice got lower as she spoke. This staff could be a dead give away to her true nation... And air benders were by what the monk had told her hunted everywhere now. He always told her there was no one she could trust... No one? There had to be someone...

"So... Manchu... If I may ask what were you planning on doing with my staff if you'd stolen it successfully?" Quietly moving away from the stall she walked down the alley beckoning him to follow. She weaved expertly through the nooks and cranny's, through the people and the more people. Like a leaf even with her bag she managed to weave around as though a breeze were carrying her. Finally she emerged out into the busy market streets. Turning to see if Manchu was still following she also asked. "Do you know any good restaurants... Not sure about you... But I'm hungry!" Her stomach growled as if to prove her point.