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		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Talk:Borgstromancy&amp;diff=59868</id>
		<title>Talk:Borgstromancy</title>
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		<updated>2007-09-01T13:31:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I&#039;d ask to delete this &#039;&#039;Borgstromancy&#039;&#039; entry since it&#039;s based on rather unfair personal opinions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;ve run many games of &#039;&#039;&#039;Nobilis&#039;&#039;&#039; and the only problem was encouraging players not to solve conflicts with violence -due to the high power level of PCs and NPCs violence leads easily to extreme destruction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, I agree that Borgstrom tends to write in a too lyrical way instead of trying to explain. Well, I can justify it as her style.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another game that could fit into this classification is &#039;&#039;&#039;Aria, Canticle of the Monomyth&#039;&#039;&#039;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Difficult to read, lots of imagination to understand and almost impossible to run.&lt;br /&gt;
Here[http://www.rpg.net/news+reviews/reviews/rev_75.html]&#039;s one review.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As someone that&#039;s never had problems, playing, running, or understanding Aria or Nobilis, perhaps this should be redefined as &amp;quot;1) The ability keep those of low mind that would not enjoy a setting or would pollute it it with their ignorance away through skillful use of colorful prose. 2) Proof of the idea that we fear and attack that which we do not understand&amp;quot;, I agree that this entry should be deleted. --[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:31, 1 September 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58797</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
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		<updated>2007-08-20T20:53:56Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[LIang Yi#Politics|Political Rundown]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular confession from your wicked brain without so much scourging and flaying of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Politics&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Political Rundown&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang&#039;s thoughts on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Metamorphosis: I liked my last Brother/Sister better. But I don&#039;t know Andrea very well, I&#039;m willing to give her the benefit of the doubt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos - What can you say about Chaos anyway that you can&#039;t say about any Step-brother with a bug in their ass for destruction.&lt;br /&gt;
* Vanity - Haven&#039;t seen them since the big merging of powers, maybe their dead. Or off in love with some mirror somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
* Tropes - What a fancy word for Cliches. Always undoing the little changes I introduce into my people, purely subconsciously. It annoys the ever-loving fuck out of me to be honest. That Tempest needs to keep his little mindstorm under better control.&lt;br /&gt;
* Aster/Aphrodite - Just when I&#039;m ready to toss a gender test back out, poof, she wants to borrow them an examine them. I have to be careful with my experiments, sometimes the Wild likes to introduce ideas that I don&#039;t particularly like, that I&#039;m the source of. Don&#039;t get me wrong, I love her dearly, as much as this porcelain heart can love anyone, but she is a fickle bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* None as yet, the only one I had has been answered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 13:53, 20 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58795</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
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		<updated>2007-08-20T20:53:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[LIang Yi#Politics|Political Rundown]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular confession from your wicked brain without so much scourging and flaying of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Politics&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Political Rundown&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang&#039;s thoughts on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Metamorphosis: I liked my last Brother/Sister better. But I don&#039;t know Andrea very well, I&#039;m willing to give her the benefit of the doubt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos - What can you say about Chaos anyway that you can&#039;t say about any Step-brother with a bug in their ass for destruction.&lt;br /&gt;
* Vanity - Haven&#039;t seen them since the big merging of powers, maybe their dead. Or off in love with some mirror somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
* Tropes - What a fancy word for Cliches. Always undoing the little changes I introduce into my people, purely subconsciously. It annoys the ever-loving fuck out of me to be honest. That Tempest needs to keep his little mindstorm under better control.&lt;br /&gt;
* Aster/Aphrodite - Just when I&#039;m ready to toss a gender test back out, poof, she wants to borrow them an examine them. I have to be careful with my experiments, sometimes the Wild likes to introduce ideas that I don&#039;t particularly like, that I&#039;m the source of. Don&#039;t get me wrong, I love her dearly, as much as this porcelain heart can love anyone, but she is a fickle bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* None as yet, the only one I had has been answered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
--~~&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58793</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58793"/>
		<updated>2007-08-20T20:52:39Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[LIang Yi#Politics|Political Rundown]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular confession from your wicked brain without so much scourging and flaying of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Politics&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Political Rundown&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang&#039;s thoughts on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Metamorphosis: I liked my last Brother/Sister better. But I don&#039;t know Andrea very well, I&#039;m willing to give her the benefit of the doubt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos - What can you say about Chaos anyway that you can&#039;t say about any Step-brother with a bug in their ass for destruction.&lt;br /&gt;
* Vanity - Haven&#039;t seen them since the big merging of powers, maybe their dead. Or off in love with some mirror somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
* Tropes - What a fancy word for Cliches. Always undoing the little changes I introduce into my people, purely subconsciously. It annoys the ever-loving fuck out of me to be honest. That Tempest needs to keep his little mindstorm under better control.&lt;br /&gt;
* Aster/Aphrodite - Just when I&#039;m ready to toss a gender test back out, poof, she wants to borrow them an examine them. I have to be careful with my experiments, sometimes the Wild likes to introduce ideas that I don&#039;t particularly like, that I&#039;m the source of. Don&#039;t get me wrong, I love her dearly, as much as this porcelain heart can love anyone, but she is a fickle bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* I&#039;m looking for a virtue for Liang, but so far all that I&#039;ve thought of are really already covered by her domain anyway. Such as the strength and wisdom of the sacred androgyne which comes from her Estate. Here are some I&#039;m looking at;&lt;br /&gt;
** Dispassionate - As mentioned in her fiction, Liang had to work hard to hate a vile predator. She simply doesn&#039;t feel very much.&lt;br /&gt;
** Cruel - As i&#039;ve written her, she&#039;s been pretty nasty so far.&lt;br /&gt;
** Vengeful - She doesn&#039;t seem the type to let things go, but that may have changed after her trial. I&#039;ve avoided deciding how the Locust Court punished her, but if Entrpy did something like take away her heart or something, it would take away her ability to have this, and better explain dispassionate, it would also explain why she clings so tightly to Mika-chan, that last vital bit of humanity until her sentence is up.. if ever.&lt;br /&gt;
** Asexual - Being a &#039;complete&#039; being, Liang might simply see seduction and sex as another tool in her arsenal, and be immune to the very power her once angelic glory exudes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Jaded - Been there done that, it&#039;s one thing for a human, utterly impressive for a Noble to be unimpressed by just about anything. But she came from a crap life, was Commenced in one of the most grotesque ways you can, became a complete monster, and was duly punished by the Locust Court already. It might not be unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;
* Input is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 18:07, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58671</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58671"/>
		<updated>2007-08-20T01:07:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular confession from your wicked brain without so much scourging and flaying of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* I&#039;m looking for a virtue for Liang, but so far all that I&#039;ve thought of are really already covered by her domain anyway. Such as the strength and wisdom of the sacred androgyne which comes from her Estate. Here are some I&#039;m looking at;&lt;br /&gt;
** Dispassionate - As mentioned in her fiction, Liang had to work hard to hate a vile predator. She simply doesn&#039;t feel very much.&lt;br /&gt;
** Cruel - As i&#039;ve written her, she&#039;s been pretty nasty so far.&lt;br /&gt;
** Vengeful - She doesn&#039;t seem the type to let things go, but that may have changed after her trial. I&#039;ve avoided deciding how the Locust Court punished her, but if Entrpy did something like take away her heart or something, it would take away her ability to have this, and better explain dispassionate, it would also explain why she clings so tightly to Mika-chan, that last vital bit of humanity until her sentence is up.. if ever.&lt;br /&gt;
** Asexual - Being a &#039;complete&#039; being, Liang might simply see seduction and sex as another tool in her arsenal, and be immune to the very power her once angelic glory exudes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Jaded - Been there done that, it&#039;s one thing for a human, utterly impressive for a Noble to be unimpressed by just about anything. But she came from a crap life, was Commenced in one of the most grotesque ways you can, became a complete monster, and was duly punished by the Locust Court already. It might not be unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;
* Input is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 18:07, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
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		<title>Locus Aster</title>
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&lt;div&gt;This is the main page for the Locus Aster campaign by me.&lt;br /&gt;
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--[[User:Hollyhock God|Hollyhock God]] 21:32, 18 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Player Characters:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender, Played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Black Hollyhock God Campaigns</title>
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&lt;div&gt;This page will act as a the center of wikis for campaigns run by the Black Hollyhock God.  These campaigns are run using the rules presented in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nobilis Nobilis] created by [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._Sean_Borgstrom R. Sean Borgstrom].  These wikis will include plot development, background information, and character pages.  These wikis will be provided so that others may enjoy the developments of these campaigns, understand a little bit about Nobilis, and perhaps find some inspiration for their own games.&lt;br /&gt;
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--[[User:Hollyhock God|Hollyhock God]] 14:20, 13 August 2007 (PDT)10:35, 12 August 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaigns==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Locus Aster]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58632</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
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&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
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Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
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Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* I&#039;m looking for a virtue for Liang, but so far all that I&#039;ve thought of are really already covered by her domain anyway. Such as the strength and wisdom of the sacred androgyne which comes from her Estate. Here are some I&#039;m looking at;&lt;br /&gt;
** Dispassionate - As mentioned in her fiction, Liang had to work hard to hate a vile predator. She simply doesn&#039;t feel very much.&lt;br /&gt;
** Cruel - As i&#039;ve written her, she&#039;s been pretty nasty so far.&lt;br /&gt;
** Vengeful - She doesn&#039;t seem the type to let things go, but that may have changed after her trial. I&#039;ve avoided deciding how the Locust Court punished her, but if Entrpy did something like take away her heart or something, it would take away her ability to have this, and better explain dispassionate, it would also explain why she clings so tightly to Mika-chan, that last vital bit of humanity until her sentence is up.. if ever.&lt;br /&gt;
** Asexual - Being a &#039;complete&#039; being, Liang might simply see seduction and sex as another tool in her arsenal, and be immune to the very power her once angelic glory exudes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Jaded - Been there done that, it&#039;s one thing for a human, utterly impressive for a Noble to be unimpressed by just about anything. But she came from a crap life, was Commenced in one of the most grotesque ways you can, became a complete monster, and was duly punished by the Locust Court already. It might not be unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;
* Input is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:11, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58631</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58631"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:35:29Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* I&#039;m looking for a virtue for Liang, but so far all that I&#039;ve thought of are really already covered by her domain anyway. Such as the strength and wisdom of the sacred androgyne which comes from her Estate. Here are some I&#039;m looking at;&lt;br /&gt;
** Dispassionate - As mentioned in her fiction, Liang had to work hard to hate a vile predator. She simply doesn&#039;t feel very much.&lt;br /&gt;
** Cruel - As i&#039;ve written her, she&#039;s been pretty nasty so far.&lt;br /&gt;
** Vengeful - She doesn&#039;t seem the type to let things go, but that may have changed after her trial. I&#039;ve avoided deciding how the Locust Court punished her, but if Entrpy did something like take away her heart or something, it would take away her ability to have this, and better explain dispassionate, it would also explain why she clings so tightly to Mika-chan, that last vital bit of humanity until her sentence is up.. if ever.&lt;br /&gt;
** Asexual - Being a &#039;complete&#039; being, Liang might simply see seduction and sex as another tool in her arsenal, and be immune to the very power her once angelic glory exudes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Jaded - Been there done that, it&#039;s one thing for a human, utterly impressive for a Noble to be unimpressed by just about anything. But she came from a crap life, was Commenced in one of the most grotesque ways you can, became a complete monster, and was duly punished by the Locust Court already. It might not be unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;
* Input is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:11, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58630</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58630"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:35:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Questions|Unanswered Questions]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces, and thus serves Hell. Liang defines gender identities to separate mankind, not bring them closer together. So an individual might find solace in their gender identity, or they might find alienation, sooner or later though, someone will be alienated by their choice even if they themselves find solace in it. Another Power of Gender might seek to strengthen the &#039;likeness&#039; of the choices, and bring mankind closer, even as it celebrates it&#039;s diversity and serve Heaven, another might make each the choices so broad and encompassing that like attracts like, and even though some lines are blurred all mankind benefits and serve the light. Liang strengthens the differences and engenders, pun intended, pride, envy, insular communities, and stereotypes, while giving strength, no matter how false, to the individual, while weakening the whole to temptation. Corruption and Suffering, Suffering and Power, Power and Corruption.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;questions&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Unanswered Questions&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* I&#039;m looking for a virtue for Liang, but so far all that I&#039;ve thought of are really already covered by her domain anyway. Such as the strength and wisdom of the sacred androgyne which comes from her Estate. Here are some I&#039;m looking at;&lt;br /&gt;
** Dispassionate - As mentioned in her fiction, Liang had to work hard to hate a vile predator. She simply doesn&#039;t feel very much.&lt;br /&gt;
** Cruel - As i&#039;ve written her, she&#039;s been pretty nasty so far.&lt;br /&gt;
** Vengeful - She doesn&#039;t seem the type to let things go, but that may have changed after her trial. I&#039;ve avoided deciding how the Locust Court punished her, but if Entrpy did something like take away her heart or something, it would take away her ability to have this, and better explain dispassionate, it would also explain why she clings so tightly to Mika-chan, that last vital bit of humanity until her sentance is up.. if ever.&lt;br /&gt;
** Asexual - Being a &#039;complete&#039; being, Liang might simply see seduction and sex as another tool in her arsenal, and be immune to the very power her once angelic glory exudes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Jaded - Been there done that, it&#039;s one thing for a human, utterly impressive for a Noble to be unimpressed by just about anything. But she came from a crap life, was Commenced in one of the most grotesque ways you can, became a complete monster, and was duly punished by the Locust Court already. It might not be unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;
* Input is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:11, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58629</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58629"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:11:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:11, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58628</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58628"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:10:43Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Trivia&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Thought Processes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
** From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
** But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
** And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[liang yi#top|Top of Page]][br/]&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:10, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58627</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58627"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:07:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Trivia|Trivia]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Liang Yi#Thoughts|Thought Processes]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Trivia&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Trivia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span id=&amp;quot;Thoughts&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Thought Processes&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
* From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
* But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
* And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:00, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58626</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58626"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:00:53Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Links&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Thought Processes&lt;br /&gt;
Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
* From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
* But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
* And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:00, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58625</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58625"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T16:00:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a repository of character trivia, OOC observations, bits of IC splash fictions, and links to resources, from her complete [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Character Sheet], to upcoming Thought Records of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Thought Processes&lt;br /&gt;
Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
* From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
* But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
* And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 09:00, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58624</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58624"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T15:53:49Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Thought Processes&lt;br /&gt;
Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
* From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
* But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
* And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 08:53, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58623</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58623"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T15:53:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Thought Processes&lt;br /&gt;
Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
* From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
* And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 08:53, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58622</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58622"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T15:52:28Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan &amp;quot;Nevada-tan&amp;quot;], and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer Brenda Ann Spencer], [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POl4vFp-5os &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t like Mondays&amp;quot;] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liang_Yi &#039;Liang Yi&#039;] is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
Thought Processes&lt;br /&gt;
Gender as an Estate of Hell&lt;br /&gt;
* From the write up, it should be pretty obvious that Liang still has a lot of Mika-chan in her, and that Mika-chan still cares very much about nurturing her Estate. This would seem at odds with the goals of Hell. Liang/Mika are the Yin Yang of Gender, but they are not separate people to the extent that it is disabling. Mika tells herself that Liang is a mask Mika wears for protection. And Liang tells herself that Mika is something in her heart she keeps around to keep from becoming the corruption she spreads. They are both correct. So as Mika nurtures her Estate and makes it more vital in Prosaic Earth, Liang knows full well that the more &#039;options&#039; there are, the more it will make people suffer in the end. If there is only black and white, temptation has a hard job. Even if black and white are yin and yang and already have a seed of temptation within them.&lt;br /&gt;
But if there are a thousand choices, then temptation becomes easier, and suffering becomes richer. To fully understand, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch Hedwig and the Angry Inch] would be a good primer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Hedwig refers to [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristophanes Aristophanes&#039;] speech in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato%27s_Symposium Plato&#039;s Symposium]. This myth, retold by Hedwig in the song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3KO-wtVSY &amp;quot;The Origin of Love&amp;quot;], explains that human beings were once round, two-headed, four-armed, and four-legged beings. Angry gods split these early humans in two, leaving the separated people to forever long for their other half. Hedwig believes that Tommy is her soulmate and that she cannot be whole without him. She feels driven to either reunite with him or destroy him.&lt;br /&gt;
* And such it is, that Liang keeps splitting Mankind into smaller and smaller pieces. Tell me that&#039;s not serving Hell.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58620</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58620"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T15:02:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan Nevada-tan], and Brenda Ann Spencer [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer I Don&#039;t like Mondays] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;Liang Yi&#039; is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 08:02, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58619</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58619"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T14:59:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan Nevada-tan], and Brenda Ann Spencer [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer I Don&#039;t like Mondays] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
** The publication dates on &amp;quot;I Don&#039;t Like Mondays&amp;quot; are misleading. Many of the events in the book have not, and possibly will not occur. Technically the book will not be written for over two hundred years. It was written during the Lost Time and is composed of short stories about Liang&#039;s anchors, written by an Anchor that will not be born for two centuries.  &lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;Liang Yi&#039; is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 07:36, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58610</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58610"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T14:52:53Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan Nevada-tan], and Brenda Ann Spencer [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer I Don&#039;t like Mondays] &lt;br /&gt;
*** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;Liang Yi&#039; is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 07:36, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58609</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58609"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T14:51:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
* In case it&#039;s not blatantly obvious. &amp;quot;Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku&amp;quot; by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang&#039;s character sheer.&lt;br /&gt;
** Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada-tan Nevada-tan], and Brenda Ann Spencer [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brenda_Ann_Spencer I Don&#039;t like Mondays] &lt;br /&gt;
** Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes. &lt;br /&gt;
*** Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;Liang Yi&#039; is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 07:36, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58608</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58608"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T14:36:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Interesting Facts:&lt;br /&gt;
* I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&amp;amp;ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 07:36, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58607</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58607"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T14:01:18Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:39, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58606</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58606"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:49:52Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:39, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58605</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58605"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:48:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe at the site I was signing up on for the next million years of internet service (or 5 as it so happened) and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Stuff I&#039;m doing here&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58604</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58604"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:48:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe at the site I was signing up on for the next million years of internet service (or 5 as it so happened) and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Stuff I&#039;m doing here&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58603</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58603"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:44:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by [[user:Gothfae|Jade Hammons]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:39, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58602</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58602"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:44:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae|Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were &#039;&#039;&#039;WHORES&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;ALL&#039;&#039;&#039; of &#039;&#039;&#039;THEM&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;Women&#039;&#039;&#039;, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:39, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58601</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58601"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:39:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae|Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders wear my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were WHORES, ALL of THEM, Women, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will I had broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 06:39, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58600</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58600"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:39:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae|Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders wear my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were WHORES, ALL of THEM, Women, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will I had broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
External Links&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Full Character Sheet: [http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:17, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58599</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58599"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:38:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae|Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders wear my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were WHORES, ALL of THEM, Women, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will I had broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet- &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:17, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58598</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58598"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T13:37:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae|Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I wasn&#039;t sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn&#039;t want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I&#039;d had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn&#039;t asphyxiate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day.&amp;quot; She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;I have come,&amp;quot; She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, &amp;quot;to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small.&amp;quot; I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders wear my skull had cracked the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;But your latest confession, it has stirred by cold heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, &amp;quot;This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were WHORES, ALL of THEM, Women, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize&amp;quot; I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn&#039;t broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will I had broken free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Oh William-kun... this isn&#039;t for you,&amp;quot; she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil&#039;s honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, &amp;quot;And this isn&#039;t how it ends William. This is how is begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet- &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:17, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58597</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58597"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:58:17Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae|Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet- &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:17, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58596</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58596"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:56:13Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[user:Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet- &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:17, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58595</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58595"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:54:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe, and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Stuff I&#039;m doing here&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58594</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58594"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:54:35Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe, and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Stuff I&#039;m doing here&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58593</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
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		<updated>2007-08-19T12:54:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe, and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Stuff I&#039;m doing here&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58592</id>
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		<updated>2007-08-19T12:53:00Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe, and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58591</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58591"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:51:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe, and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games of the Moment&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Games I Own.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58590</id>
		<title>User:Gothfae</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=User:Gothfae&amp;diff=58590"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:48:38Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A page for me, this is my page.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, let me tell you a story, of the ill-fated &amp;quot;Gothfae&amp;quot;. What does it mean? It&#039;s meaningless. Honestly it is. Completly meaningless. I mean sure there is a long story behind it, which you would think would attach meaning to it, but in all honesty the only meaning is &amp;quot;Needed a name that was unique enough to survive the internet and was all outta bubblegum.. err inspiration.. when I made it&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I came out of the BBS culture of the 80&#039;s with the moniker Xad xevioN. Xad (That&#039;s Zad or Jade depending on if you feel modern or ancient) was often too short for the internet, xadxevion was often too long or worse, too damn hard to make people understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So early 90&#039;s I picked up the user name &#039;Sidhe&#039;. Yes. I have constantly done my best subconsciously to make my user name a bitch to spell. Understand, this was before the Web blew up, and well before Changeling hit the scene. Sidhe was an easy name to own. This eventually changed. It got harder and harder to move it around as ISP&#039;s died, even though I ran a huge, and the first Changeling website for years with it (remnants of which, along with dead links, still exist out there in the unswept portions of the WWW). So eventually I was forced to give it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, you&#039;d think I would have learned my lesson. But no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I had a Sluagh, a, for lack of a better term, goth fae, that has since moved through so many incarnations in different systems as to be unrecognizable. That would be, Velan DuBois. There&#039;s a picture of him down at the bottom. Rather dashing for a sluagh, right? Yeah, I&#039;ve alway been one to buck stereotypes in Roleplaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the story, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I needed a new user name. I still didn&#039;t particularly want to go back to Xadxevion, though I have now.. in places, I mean technically speaking the Xevion was just something I made up for the &amp;quot;X&amp;quot; in Xad to stand for in high school, so it&#039;s like saying JdhJade. Which is dumb, But Xad is still too short and too hard to get. And I needed something unique, that would last me through however many rising and falling ISP&#039;s there were in my future.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so Gothfae I became. No. I&#039;m not particularly Goth. I never wore the whole pancake make-up crap, but I did and do dress in black and listen to particularly &#039;gothy music&#039;, but it&#039;s a label I avoid. I&#039;m more of a long-haired hippy pagan. And I definitely am not &amp;quot;fae&amp;quot; of any shape nor kind, unless you counting being vaguely hippy. And so, unable to get my Sidhe, and needing a user name NOW, Velan became my inspiration for an undying internet identity, that has no deeper meanins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#039;s Velan, from when I could still do art. Yes that&#039;s mine. Totally Spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:velan.jpg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that&#039;s my Story and I&#039;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#039;m without a real life gaming group, so I game online. Pathetic isn&#039;t it. It happens when you get old I think.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Games that Withstand the Test of Time, and I Have Amazing Campaign Stories to Bore You With&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nobilis]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Unknown Armies]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Amber]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Buffy the Vampire Slayer]] et al. Pretty much all of Eden&#039;s stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mage: The Ascension]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Gurps]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Immortal]]&lt;br /&gt;
Old School [[Advanced Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons]] (I bought 3rd ed, but I got no cool stories)&lt;br /&gt;
God... lets not even finish this list, the more I think about it... Marvel Super-heroes being used a s a horror campaign, Numerous Rolemaster games from first Ed on up, Homebrewed stuff (Nasty Naughty Ninja Elves anyone?) I have gaming memories going back almost 3 decades now. That&#039;s a hell of a lot of good systems, or at least good games with bad systems&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Games of the Moment&lt;br /&gt;
[[The Edge of Midnight]]&lt;br /&gt;
After 3 years I&#039;ve finally down and started buying NWoD.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Games I Own.&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#039;t even get me started.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:48, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=File:Velan.jpg&amp;diff=58589</id>
		<title>File:Velan.jpg</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=File:Velan.jpg&amp;diff=58589"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:29:43Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: Velan DuBois, Digital Media, Circa 1996, artist Jade Hammons&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Velan DuBois, Digital Media, Circa 1996, artist Jade Hammons&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58588</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58588"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:17:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet- &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:17, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58587</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58587"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:14:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;How Cruel the Dark Blade&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;To Score the Spine Through the Throat&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Liang Cuts Deeper&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]].&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is played by Jade Hammons ([[Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet-&lt;br /&gt;
http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:06, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58586</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58586"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T12:06:59Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;How Cruel the Dark Blade&lt;br /&gt;
To Score the Spine Through the Throat&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Cuts Deeper&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang Yi is a [[Nobilis]] character featured in the [[Black Hollyhock God Campaigns]]. Liang Yi is played by Jade Hammons ([[Gothfae]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Liang is the Marchessa of Gender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
External Link to Character Sheet-&lt;br /&gt;
http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Gothfae|Gothfae]] 05:06, 19 August 2007 (PDT)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58584</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58584"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T11:53:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;External Link -&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58583</id>
		<title>Liang Yi</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Liang_Yi&amp;diff=58583"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T11:53:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;External Link -&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[url=http://homepage.mac.com/gothfae/nobilis/mika.html]Liang Yi, Power of Gender[/url]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Black_Hollyhock_God_Campaigns&amp;diff=58582</id>
		<title>Black Hollyhock God Campaigns</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Black_Hollyhock_God_Campaigns&amp;diff=58582"/>
		<updated>2007-08-19T11:50:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gothfae: /* Campaigns */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;This page will act as a the center of wikis for campaigns run by the Black Hollyhock God.  These campaigns are run using the rules presented in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nobilis Nobilis] created by [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._Sean_Borgstrom R. Sean Borgstrom].  These wikis will include plot development, background information, and character pages.  These wikis will be provided so that others may enjoy the developments of these campaigns, understand a little bit about Nobilis, and perhaps find some inspiration for their own games.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--[[User:Hollyhock God|Hollyhock God]] 14:20, 13 August 2007 (PDT)10:35, 12 August 2007&lt;br /&gt;
[[Link title]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaigns==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Locus Aster]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Liang Yi]], Power of Gender&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gothfae</name></author>
	</entry>
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