Description
ic info
posted 3 hours ago
basic info
01.
full name
alice lee.
02.
date of birth
feb, 27th.
03.
place of birth
nar, vale.
04.
location
home.
05.
occupation
fire bender, amongst many things.
06.
zodiac sign
pisces.
personal info
01.
orientation
panual.
02.
current status
single.
03.
love interest
me, myself & i.
04.
ex love interest
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"what matters is how well you walk through a fire. now, funnier part, i am the fire. choose what you do wisely." - alice lee.
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about me
posted 4 hours ago
the twins were the definition of balance, the yin and yang, the light and darkness.
But they did not know where they came from. there was no family to be tied down to but in a way, it didn’t matter for the two. they were their own family and that was more than enough. for as long as they could remember, they joked about who their birth parents were and why they were abandoned. and those stories ranged from anything to everything; maybe they were the children of a superstar who had to abandon them for their career (alice loved the thought of being daughter to a famous celebrity), maybe they were the kids of a powerful mafia lord, maybe they were born out of flower pollen like fairies.
the ideas were endless but to them, it was an escape to share such stories.
It seemed like they were tied at the hips, never leaving each other’s side. Even when authority placed them apart, they always managed to find their way back home to each other.
Perhaps this is what caught the eyes of their normal foster parents; the beautiful twins were the perfect picture of innocent lambs.
Their foster home was grande, not meant for people like them. For those who could not only bend elements but had always known the poverty of the streets. They were both out of place but Alice was a quick learner; if she didn’t try her best to survive, they would both be dead.
But they did not know where they came from. there was no family to be tied down to but in a way, it didn’t matter for the two. they were their own family and that was more than enough. for as long as they could remember, they joked about who their birth parents were and why they were abandoned. and those stories ranged from anything to everything; maybe they were the children of a superstar who had to abandon them for their career (alice loved the thought of being daughter to a famous celebrity), maybe they were the kids of a powerful mafia lord, maybe they were born out of flower pollen like fairies.
the ideas were endless but to them, it was an escape to share such stories.
It seemed like they were tied at the hips, never leaving each other’s side. Even when authority placed them apart, they always managed to find their way back home to each other.
Perhaps this is what caught the eyes of their normal foster parents; the beautiful twins were the perfect picture of innocent lambs.
Their foster home was grande, not meant for people like them. For those who could not only bend elements but had always known the poverty of the streets. They were both out of place but Alice was a quick learner; if she didn’t try her best to survive, they would both be dead.
The world was cruel to their kind afterall .
[tw: ual harrassment & abuse, violence, pyromania, fire, mentions of bile and blood. ]
Alice was the perfect little girl in their adoptive parents’ eye; she was obedient, docile and sweet and the doe eyes that curved into puppy-like sonder was the cherry on top. If used right, she would have anything in the world, the entire universe itself if she willed it so.
Alas, fate had other plans.
Unlike her brother who always held people at arm's length, she had always been willing to allow them into her life. Yet just like him, the fire lay dormant under her skin, waiting to begin it's fiery rage. And the rage came in the most unexpected form at the young age of thirteen.
Fire's hearth was always innocent and warm but touched or poked in the wrong ways, it would burn even the holiest of places and the devil's den alike to the ground. Fire did not discriminate.
The twins' adoptive father liked that about Alice; that she was a silent rebel, with the innocent plumpness of her cheeks and flutter of her lashes. His approaches grew constant, bolder by the day. He had a thing for 'ethereal girls', he had said. And Alice remembered biting bile back as he placed his hand on her thigh, fat fingers squeezing her flesh through the material of her skirt. She moved away, her own hands flitting over the hem so she could cover up, an attempt to not only hide herself but to also rid her skin of the creepy disgust that ran down her flesh. Hence the rebellion began; she began coloring her hair all shades of the rainbow, beginning to draw pictures on her skin with permanent sharpies. It was to the extent she got piercings in the most visible places, changing her outer appearance in an attempt to throw her foster father off her track.
But he didn't stop... wouldn't.
It was funny how fate worked, choosing that very moment to tilt her life upside down. Fire was a funny element, it's power unknown to how destructive it could be. It burned down villages and nations alike, and Alice was no different.
The rage and disgust that fuelled her flames burned down the entire chateau the twins had grown up in. Jasper's own was as dangerous and Alice came to the realization; it was them against the world. And it would be like that for a very very long time.
Together, they escaped with a bag of whatever they could salvage off the house and without a look back, they made their way to the underground, hiding and growing.
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now playing
posted 6 hours ago
i see red (slowed)
Everybody Loves An Outlaw
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quirks
posted 7 hours ago
01.
likes
WEED & cigarettes — money — LOUD MUSIC — TATTOOS — LEATHER JACKETS — alcohol especially rum and whiskey — horror and thriller movies — junk food especially cheeseburgers and milkshakes — chain accessories — her family.
02.
dislikes
hunters and anyone against benders — overfamiliarity — being looked down on — hot drinks — raisins or dried fruits — sparkly things.
03.
hobbies
making money — partying — hanging out with her twin — practicing fire dueling — going on midnight walks.
04.
fears
not being able to see the benders live happily and peacefully on the surface again — loss of her family and friends.
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connections
posted 4 hours ago
jasper lee
+ the yin to my yang; twin brother.
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there is no fire like passion, there is no shark like hatred, there is no snare like folly and there is no torrent like greed.
—siddhartha gautama