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  Sun, Da-Xia 
    a taste of defiance 

 

 

username: CaptainDukbokki 
how should i call you?: Kimchi
activity?: 3
password: I love this one

character name: Sun, Da-Xia 
nickname(s): Freak (by her bullies-well, the most used insult)
birthday & age: July 16, 17
kingdom: LwangLei
language(s): Mandarin(Fluent) 

uljjang: Ha Mirae
links: Gallery
backup uljjang: Sin Bi
height & weight: 173 cm & 55kg
appearance: Da-Xia has dark brown hair that barely reaches below her shoulders which she often ties up in a ponytail to get it out of the way. Her heart-shaped face makes the top part of her head look slightly broader than the rest of it, but she doesn't really care for it. She's slightly muscular due to vigoriously exercising as a child, but her muscles aren't very bulky due to her stretching often for flexibility. Her tall height always gave her an advantage at speed--just in case she gets in a tight situation. Her chocolate eyes are pleasantly shaped, but are uncomfortable to look at since she always looks like she's judging someone, but that's just her normal expression. Her skin is a bit tan due to her being outside most og the time.  
style: She prefers not to dress for good-looks but for comfort and for being unnoticeable. She prefers to wear colors that won't make her noticeable--just in case she has to steal in a place where the amount of people isn't minimal. She prefers dark hoodies, loose jeans, and a pair of plain sneakers. She doesn't have a lot of unnecessary accessories either. She has, a knife belt, a good-sized satchel to hold the stuff that she steals. She also has a duffel bag for carrying her blankets, a small amount of extra clothing, a first-aid kit, and a little case for extra tools for sneaking in.   
extra: She has a birthmark in the shape of 3 different sized circles on the back of her jaw.


likes: Nature, walking around barefoot when she has the time, deer meat, exercising, running through the forest, feeling her heartbeat, finding coins on the ground, taking mud baths that she made, wading through the river, hitting her target while training, hearing the wind rustle the leaves   
dislikes: stealing people's things--but she has to do it, being caught vulnerable, rich people, arrogant people, when things don't go her way, complete utter silence, skinship, being treated like a child, people helping her do things, doing things for other people, being forced     
habits: cracking her fingers and her neck, flinching when something touches her, wrapping pieces of grass around her fingers.
hobbies: Making wooden spears, practicing her aim using fish as targets, hunting, cooking over open fires, wading in a river, running through the forest. 
fears: Fear of death, fear of getting caught, and fear of being forever vulnerable             trivia: She never stays in one location too long-after a few weeks she moves even if she has to travel a great distance, she ate tried to eat tree bark once when she was little-got splinters stuck in her tongue for a week, very strong, very fast, has great aim, very agile, has great reflexes, cusses when things don't go her way, never steals from the poor, shakes uncontrollably when scared, her hidden talent is that she can tap dance very well, she always lives in forests.     

    
   
 

 

key traits: Nature-loving, observative, clever, self-reliant, aloof but can be really violent if provoked
personality: Nature is the only thing that relaxes Da-Xia. Everyday she has to be alert and on guard--has to always expect the unexpected to happen and that can be really exhausting--even for her. So, she uses nature as a relaxing refreshment before having to do what she has to do. She loves the whisper of the wind, the rustle of leaves, hearing birds chirping, everything--except when the weather's not to her liking. 

Almost every detail is seen by her. She notices almost everything. Nothing can go by her without her seeing it. She also used this skill to examine people's actions when she was smaller--specifically, if they lied to her or not--which a lot of people did. This is also how she predicts and expects the unexpected. Whether there might be any possible obstacle getting in her way. She considers and observes every single thing so that she can be prepared for everything. Though, some details have passed by without her seeing them, catching her off guard and vulnerable, causing her to have to hurriedly make an escape plan while terrified of being caught. These times rarely ever come by though.   

Da-Xia has a level of common sense higher than most people her age. She knows that lingering too long will rise people's suspicions, and so will stealing too many things. Although she has never had to so far, she knows how to deal with every type of person there is. She knows exactly how to work her way around them and throw them off track--without insulting them--lying and keeping to herself if she has to. It's quite baffling to other people how she kicks them off path so easily when they thought they had her. She knows how to form strategies to get everything she needs without getting caught and not rising suspicion. She knows how to be unnoticeable and almost invisible to the eye. People don't even glance twice at her, making it easy for her to steal and pick-pocket easily. She also knows when to take risks and when not to take risks. Street knowledge is her ultimate skill.     

She has never worked well with others;so she chooses to work alone, and so far that choice has been mostly beneficial to her. She doesn't rely on anybody else's abilities but her own.She doesn't have to consult anyone about her strategies, there's no one that can get in her way, and there's no extra mouths to feed. She doesn't ask anyone for help, doesn't like it when people do things for her, and doesn't like it when she's asked to do favors. She never favored people doing things for her. Even if they're just trying to help her,she took it as them thinking she can't do anything and that they were treating her like a child. She never liked being ordered around. She believes she is her own person--not someone's servant. She forms her character by what she thinks of herself--not by what anyone else thinks. 

Very few things can phase her or scare her. She's not one that laughs at jokes or is very emotional--not one to get angry as easily as others either. She's very calm and indifferent--but that doesn't mean she'll just keep shut if someone's insulting her. She really isn't phased, though. She's heard it all before, "", "","","ugly e", "freak"--all of it, but she knows if she just ignores them, they'll just keep going until they hit one of her few sensitive spots-unleashing her true wrath.

      
background: Da-Xia and her family lived in the slums of LwangLei. They worked vigorously for what little they had. Her father working in a sweatshop, her mother a seamstress, while Da-Xia was either out begging for money with the other poor kids or in the market tap dancing for money, running away with her can of coins before the police caught a poor person in a nobleman's market. She grew up to hate rich people because they gave her so little. She knew that they could give her so much more and still be ridiculously wealthy for the rest of their lives. To add onto her hatred some of them laughed at her and the other kids when they were begging. So, she grew up hating them. Although she made a small amount, she still made more than the other kids with her attractive dancing. They loathed her for it and constantly about things that weren't even true. Some even tried to break her feet so that she couldn't dance anymore. She didn't care for them though. All she cared about was making enough money to support her family.

She continued her "job" until she was 10 years old--that was when everything turned a whole 180 for her. She came home one day to a group of teenage hooligans ransacking her poor excuse for a house, her mother laying down on the floor unconscious, and her father cowering in the corner. That was the first time she ever attacked people with a knife. She made a few deep wounds, but all she cared about was her mother's unconscious body at the moment. Under the heaviness of guilt for not protecting his wife, he panics and runs away, leaving Da-Xia alone to take care of her mother, betraying her. Da-Xia never knew where he went. 

After a few days, her mother woke up again...with the mind of a 4 year-old child. Da-Xia was horrified. Her mother was a calm, mature woman, not a hyperactive child. When her mother started running around wild and acted a lot less intelligent, Da-Xia feared that...feared that her mother had Down Syndrome. She didn't know everything about it, but she knew enough that she could say that her mother had it. Unfortunately, the other kids heard about it and used it against her as an insult. It took everything in her power not to lash out at them. Da-Xia started vigorously exercising and stretching to get stronger--just in case others decide to rob her house and to protect her mother.

Her mother could no longer do her job and was incapable of doing anything that requires thinking like an adult. Thus, she stayed at home while Da-Xia was out trying to make a living. Da-Xia soon figured out that the amount she was making wasn't enough to even buy a day's worth of food--let alone to keep a roof over their heads. Therefore she had to resort to one solution--stealing. At first, after she would finish dancing, she would quickly stick her hand in people's pockets and pull out their money. That lasted her and her mother for a while, but they still needed more. Thus, she resorted to actually stealing from other's houses. She was too kind to steal from the other poor people. Being in a similar situation as them, she just couldn't do it. So, she stole from the rich. She would go to the market and do the most odd things to get to where she needed. She would run silently across rooftops and cling onto the bottom of a carriage as it went--anything. This method stealing from the rich had done her a great deal. They lasted fairly well--even if she had to keep this a secret from her mother and the other kids. The other kids were a bit confused as to why she didn't come out to beg or to dance as often, but they got over it quickly. As long as they thought they were making more money than her, they were fine.

It was her mother's birthday one day and Da-Xia couldn't afford to buy her a gift due to using the money she stole to buy food and to pay rent. So, during one of her stealing sprees, she stole a beautiful jade necklace for her mother. She made a plan to tell her mother she bought it before excitedly running across rooftops to get home--only to see a crowd around her house. She hurriedly shoved her way in to see a pool of blood surrounding her mother's head while some old drunkard was standing above her, laughing with a bloody axe in his hand.

Rage took over Da-Xia as she grabbed the axe from him and busted his head with it, continuously hacking into his skull, even though he was already dead. When she was finally done, she screamed at the outsiders just staring at her--screaming for them to get out. They went away, even though they couldn't hear her over the police shouting above her voice. They busted through the locked door, only to find the house empty of people--besides her dead mother.

That was the beginning of her nomad life. Journeying through the forests--continuing to steal from the rich,from hospitals, from stores and markets-- except this time she didn't steal for money, but for food and other necessities. Her parents were the only people she cared about, now that they were gone, she didn't know    

 

family:
⇢ father: (Sun ChenHuan | 40 | sweatshop worker |caring, easy-going, forgiving, not as serious as he should be  | Very close to Da-Xia. He taught her how to exercise, and was encouraging to her even if she didn't make much money to last them.)-this is before he betrayed Da-Xia.
⇢ mother: (Li Huiquing | 37 | seamstress | stubborn, perfionist, feminist, too serious  | Also very close to Da-Xia. She taught her to never depend on others when she grows up and to never let anyone hurt her. She also taught her how to cook over an open fire.)-this was before she got Down Syndrome.

friend(s): N/A
rivals(s): N/A

beast's house: I I I I Prince Zitao currently lives in a white, two-story mansion consisting of 55 rooms. The interior consists of a winding staircase, a few plants dotting here and there, elegant hallways aligned with portraits, two grnadfather clocks, a fireplace, and much more. There is also a precisely groomed garden at the back. It contains many neatly aligned bushes and a elegant white fountain. 

key traits:
⇢ before: A bit feminine, fashionable, playful, daring
⇢ after: Tired, easily irritable, isolated,still a bit feminine 

personality:
⇢ before: Prince Zitao was always a bit too feminine and too fabulous. He cared more about his appearances and designer brands more than the other princes ever could. They were surprised he was even straight. He always wanted to look top-notch. He was also very playful with his constant teasing to his dongsaeng and hyungs, his love to irritate them, and his love to make up his own quotes and use them constantly:"Strutting is the new walking", "Amazingness!", etc. etc. He loved doing daring things. He ran through the garden once when he was bored...even though no one dared him too. 
⇢ after: He doesn't have the energy he once had. He's always so tired and worn out. If anyone asked him if he was alright, he would snap at them and yell at them to get out of his business. His servants rarely ever saw him either. He was always isolated in his room doing who knows what. He has his food delivered outside his door. Though, a little bit of his feminity still stayed. He still cared about his designer brands and his style of dress--even if he does look like a beast. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

how you met: It was close to winter. The weather was the coldest it had ever been and the animals scarcely came out. Da-Xia didn't have enough blankets and warm clothing nor did she have enough food to even last her a week. Even though she roamed through the forest continuously, she couldn't find any animals to hunt.

"." She cursed under her breath before continuing on.

She immediately stopped and hid behind a bush when she spotted a magnificent white mansion in the distance. Cautiously, she looked above her hiding spot and analyzed the building. She was slightly confused for a moment as she was examining it. There weren't any guards. She would imagine such a majestic place would have guards she needed to drug before sneaking in, but there weren't. The mansion was exposed and vulnerable.

Maybe there's some in the back...She quietly made her way to the back of the building, only to see the same thing she saw in the front--no guards. 

That's odd. She looked around again, more clearly this time--still no guards. She continued to analyze the building,despite there being no guards. 

"Front doors and back doors most likely locked--windows probably aren't, and the windowsill looks sturdy enough." She mumbled to herself before climbing a tree and swinging herself to the windowsill. She leaned on the cold window to listen if there was anyone in there. She heard nothing then started prying the window open with her hands. She jumped into what looked like an extravagant bedroom. She didn't stop to admire anything. She was only here to take what she needed and leave. Grabbing a few blankets from the closet, she folded them and stuffed them into her duffel bag; then she heard very quiet, inaudible whispers behind her. Immediately, she pulled her knife out and turned around, only to find silence and absolutely no one. Must be my imaginatiion. She put her knife back into her belt and made her way downstairs to the kitchen. 

When she did, she quickly looked through the cabinets and the pantry--only taking the amount of food she needed. Somehow, she didn't hear any footsteps--nothing to explain why there was a voice suddenly behind her.

"What are you doing?" It growled through gritted teeth. She immediately pulled out her knife and turned around--only to drop it in fear. A creature twice her height with razor sharp teeth and claws stood over her, maliciously glaring at her. She had never seen such a monsterous animal. How did that thing get in here? She backed away from it pathetically, all of her common sense gone, all of her agility leaving with it. It was a long time since she was this terrified.

This thing is going to kill me. She backed up into a tablestand ignoring the vase smashing behind her. She grabbed one of the shards and by sheer chance caught him in his arm. He yelled out in pain as blood spurted from the wound, before glaring at her again. She was whimpering like a child as she pulled out her other knife with a shaking hand. She was horrified, crying, and vulnerable--and she hated herself for it. Again by sheer chance, she managed to wound his other arm with the knife. As he was screaming in pain,once again, she stood up and bolted through the glass doors, smashing them. Tears streamed down her face as she cursed repeatedly to herself. This was one of the very,very, very few times she's ever cried--besides when she was a baby. Her long legs took her far enough before a damn fire poker tripped her and a candelabra looked at her apologetically before squeezing her shoulder-area, hitting a pressure point that made her fall asleep...

first impression: Da-Xia's first impression of Tao was not very good. All she saw was this monstrous animal that somehow got into the mansion and caught her off guard. She was so scared of it killing her that her fear of death and fear of getting caught took over and made her forget everything--her common sense, her skill--and it made her very vulnerable which she later ridiculed herself for. She's never wounded anyone during her steling sprees before, so it surprised her a little bit before she was back to being terrified. Tao actually saw Da-Xia before she went into the pantry. He was actually following her down the stairs when he saw her walk by his room. At first, he was disgusted by her choice of clothing. What she was wearing was not fashionable. Afterall, she doesn't care for her appearances. He didn't know she was a girl because of her slightly muscular figure and her agile demeanor. After that, he became angry and confused. He didn't know how someone managed to find his mansion since it was so deep into the forest. He got angry once he realized what Da-Xia came for--to steal his things. When he confronted her, he was surprised to find not a man but a young girl nervously looking up at him. Of course he ignored that once she wounded both of his arms and broke his beloved antique vase-which was also an heirloom. He became furious at her actions and ordered his servants to catch her and bring her back asleep.   
interaction/relationship with each other: Da-Xia and the beast first start off irritated at each other. Da-Xia because she now had to work for him as a maid and do whatever the heck he says because she had to work to pay for his antique vase, or he'll order her to be killed. Tao, because she tried to steal from him, wounded both of his arms, and broke his precious vase. Da-Xia was not one to get angry easily, so if she was irritated, you'd imagine how much she hated being ordered around. Being a maid was possibly the worst job she could ever have--worse than stealing. Luckily she didn't have to see him often because he was always in his room--that was before he requested her to bring his meals to him and feed him because he couldn't do feed himself with his wounded arms. Tao managed to insult her everytime she came in to feed him. He repeated the boring insults that the poor kids in her childhood would say--"""ugly ", blah, blah, blah, and of course, this didn't phase Da-Xia one bit. In fact, she would parry his attacks with her own words--baffling him each time--before he hit a sensitive spot. Her indifference irritated him to the point where he even spits on her face, but all she would do is calmly wipe it off with a hankerchief and continue feeding him, irritating him even more. Soon enough, on top of cleaning, doing laundry, and feeding him, he requested for her to get his bath ready and to clean his room for him. He wanted to see her angry, erect a reaction from her, but Da-Xia, never wanting to show vulnerability, just quietly obliged to what he ordered her to do.

As time passes, Tao gets bored of trying to furiate her and just solemly stares at her while she does her chores around the mansion. Soon enough, he found her to be quite..interesting. He was attracted to how calm she was to everything, how tall she was, how she would smile when she had free time to go to the garden to relax--he was attracted to her. He even came out of his room just to see her. They didn't make much talk though. So, the other servants-- mere moving, talking objects--started to form a plan to get them together. They would compliment Da-Xia near Tao, knowing that he already noticed the things they were complimenting. Later, they tried to convince him to make her laugh. He was hesitant at first but then tried to crack a few jokes at her. This didn't work, though. It just made her more aloof to him. Then, one night, he found Da-Xia sitting alone in the garden, looking up at the stars. They were awkward with each other at first...until Tao told her about the story of him running around in the garden. Surprisingly, she laughed for the first time in years. Da-Xia was surprised. She never thought that she would laugh again, but she smiled and encouraged Tao to tell more stories. They laughed with each other through the night, with Da-Xia telling a few stories of her own. Slowly, slowly, they began to become more and more attracted to each other. Da-Xia becoming more cheerful and caring more for him--but still quite aloof--while Tao began to change back into his old self again.    
how do you want the ending: Da-Xia decided to clean the second-floor out of cheerfulness. When she got to Tao's secret room, she saw a rose standing under a clear dome, with only two petals left. Ignoring it, she began to clean the room, only to find a book sprawled open on the floor. Immediately, she began reading, becoming horrified with what she read. She glanced at the rose on the table, bolting for Tao's room when she saw the last rose petal on the stem. She cursed at him for not telling her before planting a full kiss to his mouth-just before the petal fell from the stem. When she pulled away, she smiled at the handsome young man staring at her in shock.

"I love you. I would still love you even if you stayed a beast, but I care for you too much to let you hate yourself because of that.I'm still mad at you for not telling me." She confessed before kissing him again.    

questions/comments: Yes! I'm done! I'm curious as to how you're going to bring all the characters together. This is a great idea. I hope I didn't type to much and I hope for the best for you and your fic! 
scene requests: This star scene I mentioned earlier, Tao marvelling at Da-Xia's height when he asks her to stand up, Da-Xia awkwardly cleaning his wounds for him, Tao teaching Da-Xia how to thigh wrestle...before losing to her, He places his hands on her hips and just tells her to just be calm and sway with him while the piano plays a slow song, and Da-Xia teaching Tao how to tap dance. 

 

 

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