Jin Yi

[Jin Yi]

CIVILIAN
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[atrb=style, background-color: #CD2626; border-top: 6px solid #CD2626; border-bottom: 6px solid #CD2626; border-right: 6px solid #CD2626; border-left: 6px solid #CD2626; opacity: 0.85; -moz-opacity: 0.85;][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=bordercolor,ffffff,true][bg=CD2626][atrb=width,490,true][atrb=height,330,true][atrb=cellpadding,10,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] Jin Yi NAME. Jin Yi AGE. 15 GENDER. male GROUP. civilian OCCUPATION. On again, off again unemployed - he does whatever he can to feed and lodge himself, be it odd jobs or even petty theft/pick pocketing. POSITIVE TRAITS. Genius level intellect, although given his lifestyle it hasn't had a chance to show Durable/ Physically fit Quickly adapts to most situations Very creative Hard worker when circumstances call for it NEGATIVE TRAITS. Stubborn to a fault, and will only grudgingly admit he is wrong when definate, irrefutable proof is presented Overly prideful at times Can be deceptive and manipulative when it will benefit him, although he will try to avoid lying outright Insensitive/ blunt Can carry a grudge for a long, long time The poster child for cynicism LIKES. Warm weather Being right Actually putting his mind to use Other people he would consider intelligent/competent Lazing around in his free time DISLIKES. Cold weather with a passion Being wrong Having to ocassionally steal to survive - he considers it beneath him, but recognizes it as sometimes necessary Ignorance (not to be confused with a lack of knowledge)/ general incompetence Blind optimism GOALS. To actually become self sufficient to the point of being able to live comfortably on his own To avoid doing things he really doesn't want to do (he's 14 years old, not much else really comes to mind for relatively normal kids that age) FEARS. Living out the rest of his life in on the streets Going back to Xing Deep water (he can't swim) SKILLS. Very quick learner - absorbs knowledge like a sponge Can fight rather well without any formal training (think street brawling) Very observant/perceptive Has learned to fix most things, assuming they're fixable by hand HISTORY. To put it rather bluntly, Jin was not dealt a prime hand of cards from birth. Born into the Yi clan, which while holding the distinction of one of Xing's largest clans also held the status of one of the most impoverished, Jin's path in life would had more or less been to inherit the family farm as his parents had, their parents before them and so on - the only other alternative would have been to enter Xing's military, although his brother, 5 years his elder, had been lucky enough to leave their hometown as a alchehetrist's apprentice when Jin was only eight. While the lifestyle didn't bother him as a young child, as Jin grew older and began to learn of what life was like elsewhere in the massive country he began to grow more and more dissatisfied with his lot in life, especially once he realized that his own intelligence far outstripped that of his parents and neighbors - while that was bearable on it's own, the additional fact that none of them sought to improve both their living conditions or even their own intellect nearly drove him mad. Unable to see of a way out of the lifestyle, however, Jin simply coped with it, at least until he saw a way to escape it when a relative happened to stop by in Jin's home village when he turned 10. As soon as Jin realized that the people his uncle had arrived with was a trading group, he seized his chance - while he had been perfectly ready and willing to leave with the group with or without his parents' or uncle's consent, he managed to persuade his mother and father that the travelling would do him good, and allow him to pick up skills that might prove useful if and when he did return (not that he ever intended to). While reluctant, his parents agreed, fully aware that while their second son was good at the farm work, he was still chafing under it. Leaving his hometown with his uncle that week, Jin's decision to leave with them soon proved to be well worth it, at least in his mind. While he didn't have much interest in the financial dealings of the traders, Jin very much enjoyed the travel that came with their work, and found that what he'd long suspected about his life back on the farm had been more or less true - he'd gotten the short end of the stick as far as life went. While there were many areas of Xing that were just as impoverished as his hometown, for the most part the rest of the country was quite well off, or at least the areas that weren't designated as farmland were. As the trading group continued to move, though, Jin began to realize that he was becoming a hinderance rather than a help - as an extra mouth to feed he wasn't doing much to carry his weight or earn the money needed to feed himself, and he quickly sought to correct the failing as soon as he realized it, doing what he could where he could. In the several months following his departure from home, the boy quickly found he had a talent for understanding how things worked and were put together, a talent he put to use repairing the caravan's equipment and belongings when and where he could. Between serving as the traders' courier and all around handy man, Jin began to more or less assimilate into the group - what had been intended as a trip that would only last a handful of months before returning the boy home became an extended stay as he proved his worth, and at the age of 11 Jin's uncle began to teach him the language of Amestris in preparation for the caravan's journey to the neighboring country, with the group crossing the vast desert in between the two nations rather than spending the money on transportation and arriving in Amestris's eastern region when Jin turned 12 after obtaining the proper documentation to stay in the country. As they began to travel through the nation Jin found that despite the country's smaller size compared to Xing, the living conditions for the majority of its citizens were far better than those he had grown up with - if anything, the ratio of the impoverished to the middle class/wealthy was reversed from that of Xing's. Still, Jin knew full well that it wouldn't last - while the trade group was fairing very well in the foreign nation, they still intended to eventually return back to Xing where their friends and family still resided, and Jin couldn't fault them for it. Still, the longer he was in Amestris the more determined he was not to go back, eventually resulting in his running away from the caravan ten months later, stowing away on the train bound from their departure point in Youswell and eventually ending up in the far southeastern region of Amestris - while he did feel bad about leaving his uncle to explain where he went, he didn't regret it enough to go back. Ironically, it was this decision that more or less resulted in Jin reintroducing himself to exactly the kind of poverty he'd been trying to avoid - without any benefactors, truly marketable skills or a formal education, Jin was reduced to living on the streets at the age of fourteen, a fact that did not at all sit well with him. Unfortunately, Jin's own sense of pride also further compounded the issue as he wouldn't seek out help and was unwilling to accept anything that came of pity - while he was more than willing to work for his food and shelter, what he was able to earn and what he had to spend were more often than not at odds with each other, and to even further his shame he found himself being forced to steal here and there just to make ends meet. It was the theft that he loathed so much that set him on his current path, however, when he happened to lift a briefcase from a rather innattentive customer at an outdoor cafe. While the contents of the case were for the most part useless to him, there was one thing that caught his interest - among the papers and sentimental trinkets was a book. While Jin was plenty fluent with Amestris's spoken language, he was still struggling to learn it in its written form, and seeing the book's presence as a rare opportunity to improve his grasp of the written word, Jin kept it. While most of the book's contents were far too advanced for him to understand without a previous understanding of the material it was based off of, Jin did comprehend several key concepts of the literature, namely that it pertained to matters concerning the Amestrian science of alchemy. While Jin was familiar with the vague ideas behind alchehestry in his home country, he also was familiar with the fact that such knowledge was generally reserved for the better off families who had access to a formal education - in Amestris, however, the basics of alchemy were available to nearly anyone who wanted to learn, and it had merely been a matter of conditioning that Jin had not thought to look into the matter himself, at least not until then. From that point on Jin directed what time and effort he could spare into learning what little was possible about the science, fully recognizing its potential to lift him out of the rut he was in - still, there was only so much he could learn by hearsay and rumor, and as cynical as he was Jin took none of what he heard without a large grain of salt. What he was able to do, however, was begin schooling himself in the basics of the more well known aspects of the science, something that he took great pleasure in as he delved into the basics of chemistry, seeking out and for the first time daring to visit public libraries after nearly a year and a half in Amestris, and slowly but surely he built up his understanding of how the world around him was built and structured. By the time he turned fifteen, Jin finally had to face that what he had learned, while an impressive amount of knowledge, wasn't enough unless he could put it into practice, and for that he would need to learn alchemy from someone who actually practiced it. FACE CLAIM. TSUBASA Reservoir Chronicles, Young Kurogane (recolored) ROLEPLAY SAMPLE. Laying prone on a slope slighty uphill from the others, Eric reached up to make a minute adjustment on the scope of his rifle, zooming even further in as the mission's commanding officer removed his helmet, which while not usually a smart idea in enemy territory was something that Eric himself could understand. Focusing on the structure through the rifle, he marvelled again at the ease with which he'd gotten used to the new armor they were testing - in several ways it reminded him of the ECAS armor he'd used previous to it, but with a few more bells and whistles. Either way, it went hand in hand with his current skillset, which explained why he'd been picked for the assignment, although he only cared about that as much as most men with something shiny and new did. As it was he would never had been able to make out a target from such a distance before without the suit's helmet even further magnifying the image from his rifle's smart linked scope, which while a feature of the ECAS's HUD wasn't nearly as dedicated to the purpose as the Deadkey suit was. Still, even with his sharpshooter rating he wouldn't have been comfortable with taking a shot at that range - while the Python was one of the better sniper rifles available to Alliance infantry, it lacked the sheer punch or range of the Zeller at the cost of maneuverability and speed, something he'd been told would be crucial for this assignment and had so far proven true. While it was still far too distant for him to be able to take an accurate shot at the motes of movement in his scope and around the building, that wasn't to say he couldn't identify what was where. While the sensor suite on top of the structure wouldn't be an issue so long as they kept their suits sealed once in range, the guards patrolling the perimeter were a different story - the suits merely erased their sensor signatures, but that didn't make them invisible nor immune to more old fashioned means of detection such as security cameras, motion trackers or pressure sensors. Zooming out and collapsing the rifle before replacing it on his back, Eric pulled himself up onto his feet and slid down the short slope as Captain Hyu spoke, the Lieutenant replying in turn before looking through the scope of her own rifle. "Not to spoil the fun or anything, but we're only invisible to their thermal and infrared, right? Do we go in quiet and plant the explosives first, or deal with the guards first, and what's the plan if they have cameras all over the place?" Eric asked, taking a few steps forward to place himself near the others but otherwise keeping his distance. While he'd more likely be on Charlie team due to his demolitions training and could probably figure out a way into the building without alerting the guards through direct contact, that still left the rather awkward notion of internal security which could make things extremely messy if not dealt with beforehand, and out of the Mattock, Phalanx, Python and SSG-42, only the last was silenced. While it was doubtful that the pirate's actually had any kind of tech along those lines, he'd learned long ago that it was generally better safe than sorry. MY NAME IS Spartan291, aka Slate AND I'VE BEEN BREATHING AIR FOR 21 YEARS. I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR 9. MY OTHER CHARACTER'S ARE (not applicable).

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