Yoskola

Full Name: Yoskola Shuubei
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Element: Fire
Birthplace: Ember Island
Position: con-artist

Personality: Yoskola isn’t just one sided. While hearing this, it sounds as if she’d be perfect or so versatile hat it’d only bring jealousy, it’s not even close. The girl is theatrical, yes. Yoyo can pull off almost any act, not to mention she’s got a good ear, too. However, just because she is talented in some artistic ways doesn’t mean she’s actually too nice or too passionate about anything. The girl couldn’t even describe herself if needed. She just adapts. Yoskola can communicate with almost everyone, always comforting friends, never turning her back if she could help someone dear to her… but the girl never really lets anyone know who she really is – what she really likes. Yes, she’s got trust issues she just can’t step over, no matter how hard she tries. Then again, not trusting anyone suits her current ‘profession’, which is more like a hobby at the time.

Abilities: Firebender (still working out the lightning kinks). The girl studied while still living with her father and mother. Her dad, being a military man of some higher rank wasted no time training her hard ever since she could produce a spark. Not that the training didn’t pay off or anything.
Musician (mostly string instruments and vocals). Her mother, however, had nothing to do with the military. Coming from a very long line of musicians, she pushed her only daughter towards a bright future filled with music. Getting propped on stage wasn’t far behind either.

Appearance: The girl has waist long, auburn hair and a rather pale complexion. She has tried to get a tan for years, it just never happens. Well, that, or she turns painfully red.
Her eye color can’t really be pinned down. Best described with the word ‘hazel’. It shifts from golden to brown or green, depending on the light. Usually, it’s just a mix of the three.
As for her body, there are still signs of all the training she went through, but to someone who wouldn’t have seen her without too much clothing, she’d just look rather curvy but not really too athletic – just some normal, homegrown, busty chick. She stands at about 5'7" Also, there aren’t much of the distinguishing features on her, besides a scar on her back from a fire bending accident long ago.
In terms of clothing, she shifts a lot, not really having that much of a favorite style and having the need to constantly shift character. However, she does feel most comfortable in a tube top, long, wide trousers, her hair pulled up in a messy bun and a long, light scarf wrapped loosely around her neck.


History: She was born on Ember Island as the daughter of a very enthusiastic stage performer and a retired general lieutenant. Quite honestly, they had hoped for a boy so they could name him Yoskolo, but instead – it was a girl. Go figure why they couldn’t just choose a name more suited for a girl.

At a very young age, Yosko showed signs of fire bending. Since her father had to retire from the military due to his injured leg, he wasted no time training the youngster. Sometimes, they’d even go on these ‘super fun camping trips’ where the only objective was to train but mom wouldn’t be there to constantly worry about Yoskola’s complexion or hands. After all, the young girl still took instrumental lessons, drama club, vocals, went to some fancy dancing lessons and sometimes got left without dinner if her manners didn’t fit the level of her mother’s. All that being said, she wasn’t mad or really fed up with everything. Throughout the years, she didn’t cherish some crazy thought of getting away from her pushy parents. No, she just figured they really wanted to teach her as much as they could. That is, until her mother left. It was odd. Yosko was about thirteen at the time when her mother left to find her other youth and she was left with her father who slowly got consumed by depression thinking it was all his fault, seeing that the age difference between the two had already been rather big.

A few more years passed and Yoskola had pretty much adapted to doing everything herself. She hadn’t talked to her father for the last two years… well, he just didn’t talk to anyone. Just sat on the porch and gazed at the beach all day every day. This made family nights rather difficult. Yet, she didn’t understand how could’ve her father become that way. The girl herself only felt a sense of cold growing in her stomach ever since her mother decided to leave. She had never been really in love or anything, so she couldn’t understand. However, she did feel off about getting disregarded so easily. Not one word had been uttered from her dad to her. It was as if he didn’t even see her. No matter what, she couldn’t change it… Right there was probably the cause of her building walls around herself. Perhaps, because the two closest – no, the only closest people she had didn’t even blink before throwing her aside, she didn’t ever want to let anyone close, be it a guy, girl, pet. Sad, really, but she couldn’t help it.

Well, since she didn’t have much to do back home and didn’t find putting up charades as difficult as it was fun, she slowly adapted to turning her life in one big act. First, she just did it for fun, but when she saw how easy it was to mess with people to the extent they become oblivious of you stealing the clothes from their backs, Yoskola hacked a plan which would ensure her senior days. Therefore, at age sixteen she also left, taking on different roles and personalities on the way, furthering her acting skills (the most challenging was playing a lover for the first time…) and disappearing whenever she could get the most out of it. The girl didn’t really have a home nor an exact hometown. She just made like the wind whenever someone would get suspicious or there was nothing left to take.



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