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 Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:18 pm
▥ ▤ ▥ Welcome to the journal/directory
of Mythee's Corleos and Humans!
Now let's move out of third person and onto fluffmeisters.
Reserved posts will be filled out as I obtain more characters.
I aim to have at least one per subspecies. >D
Index  _1 ▣ Whar you be_2 ▤ RP Cartography_3 ▥ Pawsome Arts_4 ▦ Lughus_5 ▧ Quamh_6 ▨ Semrugre_7 ▩ Reserved_8 ▣ Reserved_9 ▤ Reserved10 ▥ Reserved11 ▦ Reserved12 ▧ Reserved13 ▨ Reserved14 ▩ Reserved15 ▣ ReservedImage Source: Somewhere in Facebookland quq Sob
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:31 pm
▥ ▤ ▥ RP Cartography for keeping track of corleocations RP Things.((Borrowing maps from Keiiii until I make one of my own that combines all the things!))Natural locationsLandmarks of RekkadarTribal territoriesThreadsMidnight Forest ▥ Meta RP/Opening Event - Lughus is there! 2013/12/15
Midnight Forest ▥ Fire and Water, Who knew - Yonak and Lughus reunite before the events of the Meta above.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:33 pm
▥ ▤ ▥ Pawsome Arts galleria del awesome.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:33 pm
Lughus
▩ ▣ ▩ Basic Info and Stats - [cert]Name: LughusMeaning: A group of three or more jellyfish [Fiyuri]Race: CorleoAge: Young AdultGender: MShanak: HeatLevel: 4▩ POW: 0 ▩ STM: 1 ▩ RNG: 3
▩ ▣ ▩ Secondary InfoTribe: Uhawe ▣ Famously devoted to their family; infamously close-minded about gender roles. The Uhawe are proud hunters of the snowy Northern Peaks. -KeiiiiTrade: Small-scale smelting, Firecrackers and Fireworks. Working on developing a signal flare device useable by non-fire shanak users.Fireworks: A psionic fire performance at a childhood festival jumpstarted Lughus' passion for developing fireworks. Right now, they still require fire psionics to get the rocket power required to reach heights, and having a heat shanak certainly helps with adding some extra pizazz to the shape and color as well. Firecrackers- well, if you can light them with a flint or spark, you can start it. These would understandably be of great interest to kids looking for toys to play and cause mischief with. xDWorkshop: A thirty-something minute or so walk off from the nearest populated clearing of adjacent huts, where most Uhawe live, on the south face of one of the rocky formations jutting out of the forest. It is not very high, but tall enough that a firework sent from it can be seen from town. The walls are wooden, but unlike most Uhawe habitations, there are no furs lining them- instead, rocks have been carefully piled up against them both outside and inside, as both wood and fur is like to catch fire. There is a small stone furnace against a wall with the space around it cleared enough that multiple corleos could stand side by side in feline form. It's nothing large-scale and impressive like human furnace technology, but the heat can get high enough with Lughus' heat shanak that it does the trick, and without needing any help to operate. The rest of the workshop, however, only offers very narrow passages, as tables consisting of mounted stone slabs occupy most of the space. There is a space reserved for smelting [extracting metals and materials from ore and minerals], one for powdering and mixing, and an area [on the floor, alas] for crafting. Due to the noise of his endeavors, he lives a bit apart from the main population. Well, that's the official reason.Dwelling: On the forest floor nearest his workshop, Lughus dug out an underground den (a whole summer's project) and reinforced the inside walls with wood. It makes for a small, but warm and comfortable residence, shielded from cold and wind and announced only by a conspicuous wooden entrance at a 20 degree angle. Unfortunately, it appears to be slowly and messily converting into a second workshop. He trades away the furs and animal bits from his food [mainly trapped, or traded over to him], so his walls are rather bare here, too, except for the soot dust and black smears from his handiwork. His bedding is what used to be one huge lump of wool with blackened bits here and there, but parts of it appear to be... scattered. It has not maintained a good cohesiveness. Derp.
▩ ▣ ▩ BioParents: Lugh's mother had left Uhawe to live among the Dar'vatta, and how she loved the sea! She found her trade and lifestyle in fishing, but also began cataloging the diversity of sea life with carved drawings on seashells. When her father died, an Uhawe messenger came to find her and deliver the news. They fell in love. He would come back and forth between the prides, traveling a long distance with the excuse of bringing seashell souvenirs back to her relatives in Uhawe. This drifting about earned Lughus' dad the nickname 'jellyfish', Lughuden. He called her a jellyfish too, since she'd spend so much time immersed in water- and when finally she became pregnant, they figured a third jellyfish was being added to the mix- hence Lughus' name, representing their little family. But where would they raise their family, since Lughus' dad refused to leave his pride to join her, and become even more of a laughingstock than he already was with such a non-traditional relationship? Raised with the same values and under the harsh stare of his pridemates, he was unyielding and insistent that she had to go back to Uhawe with him to raise Lughus. Life back at Uhawe was difficult for both of them, however- and away from the sea that she loved, in a place where she was judged harshly, she grew weak of spirit and died an early death, lost and frozen in the winter. Lughus' dad then had to raise him on his own, taking on a role that was not proper for a man of Uhawe. To this day, their relationship is strained and they prefer to keep their distance.Position in the Pride: Lughus is somewhat socially outcasted; the product of a failed union, and with his father's damaged reputation, he grew up being constantly judged for these things by his parent's and his own generations. Thus he's somewhat of a recluse and is not very well socialized. However, younger generations- children- he gets along with splendidly, and he enjoys their company and hijinks more than an adult male should within the tribe; 'Improper just like his father', Uhawe would say, telling their kids not to associate with him. His passions and trade are often considered frivolous, so that doesn't help, either. He dismisses this doubt as easily as he breathes, convinced that anyone who sees his fireworks once will be persuaded of their splendor and the usefulness of his research. Personality: Both artist and inventor, Lughus can get so absorbed in his work that he forgets to eat or sleep at times. He sees wonder in everything and has a great curiosity for their inner workings, and his enthusiasm can even get a little overdramatic.
On the other hand, he usually doesn't pay much attention to people except children (whom he makes quick friends with)- but he does not, for all of his tendency to go off in his own world, shy away from others when they are around. Instead, he haphazardly derps through his interactions and regrets it later. rofl He makes awful jokes when nervous, like if he realizes he screwed up. BT
Lughus takes after his mother. Traditional Uhawe values do not resonate with him, especially since they clash with his interests; he would not find greater happiness than in raising cubs of his own with nurturing parental care. Still, he wants to be of use to his tribe, and isn't the type to take things personally. A positive dude who doesn't judge. Consequently, humans just seem like transformation-less, shanak-less, weird looking corleos to him... and he respects them all the more for surviving proudly in this world where they are well positioned to be the underd-... undercats. ARE YOU ON FIRE: XDD THERE WAS... a childhood accident! For the full story, you'd have to ask him. When he was a young cub, not yet having learned to transform, he got caught in an explosion. Lughus learned to shift from that possibly life-threatening event; somehow he tried to use his heat shanak to protect himself, but instead he changed forms and... something weird happened. Some of the fire was incorporated into his body at the same time. It has never dimmed through the years, so Lughus figures it is a part of him that may never burn out and is somehow maintained subconsciously by his heat shanak. While hot to the touch it does not burn. While it does keep him a bit warmer than the average Corleo, dry, biting cold causes his skin to harden and lose flexibility, but he gets too hot too quickly if he covers their whole surface. Keeping them partially wrapped more or less decreases the extent of these problems. Friends and acquaintances Yonak - They were a pair of oddball bestfriends that grew up together in Uhawe; one a troublemaker from an estranged family, and the other deemed effeminate. Until Yonak left the clan for greener pastures, that is. While this parting is to blame for some of Lughus' difficulties after Yonak left, their feelings of friendship have not changed.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:34 pm
Quamh
▩ ▣ ▩ Basic Info and Stats - [cert]Name: QuamhMeaning: From 'Quamma', meaning home. [Fiyuri]Race: CorleoAge: AdultGender: FShanak: SacredLevel: 2▩ POW: 0 ▩ STM: 2 ▩ RNG: 0
▩ ▣ ▩ Secondary InfoTribe: Pezong ▣ This is a huge group with over 2,000 members. They are blessed with a fertile land that produces delicious fruits, nuts and tubers in abundance, year after year. The Pezong consume more plant food than any other group; their diet is about 80% plant, 20% meat. Some of them even grow their own sweet potatoes and corn, which they roast before eating. Their land is very important to them, which makes them extra-territorial. They're usually peaceful folks, though, as long as their territory isn't being threatened. . -KeiiiiTrade: Like many others within Pezong, Quamh's family has always taken care of a variety fruit and vegetable producing orchards and lands. Being blessed with a healing shanak and an inquisitive mind has not kept her from doing a grand share of manual labor. Most of the time, she will be found there. However, in and around the occasional exile expedition, she serves as one of the regular patrols/escorts to make sure necromancers don't slip into their land. Officially, she fulfills her duties well, but she may have different thoughts than most about Necromancers.Dwelling: She sleeps beneath the stars, or in a cave or den she happens to pass by. Totally ripped: Hauling around dirt, rocks and produce all your life in both two-legged and feline forms is like to build a bit of muscle and make a female corleo appear... androgynous. She hasn't stopped there, however. In her spare time, Quamh often deliberately tests the limits of her body on ridiculous tasks (swimming while carrying rocks may appear to be something like a death wish), sometimes to the point of injury; but in this manner she makes good use of her healing shanak and trains it on herself. She wishes to cultivate a better understanding of how the healing shanak works, and puts a great deal of concentration into fine-tuning and observing its effects. This constant breaking down and rebuilding of muscle cells is what humans would call the mysterious act of working out. O3O
▩ ▣ ▩ BioParents: Bright smiles and tubby bellies abound in this happy, loving, generous, and perhaps highly overweight couple who keeps going on honeymoons whenever the season allows. The family is large and successful. There's seriously nothing tragic in Quamh's backstory, but that does not prevent her in the least from having tremendous empathy for the troubles of others.Position in the Pride: Quamh fulfills her duties well within the pride, and is well loved.Personality: She loves to see everyone and everything well fed and taken care of. Whether those or the environment in question are within Pezong's borders is of no consequence to her at all to the extent of her seemingly endless empathy. Quamh does not make a habit of playing favorites, preferring to think in terms of the big picture.
Despite being down-to-earth and a realist in her thoughts and methods, she is neither cold nor calculating; persevering and methodical is more like it. ("Rather than using your time in prayer to the gods, keep on putting your best efforts in to help.") She feels strongly for others, but does not cling much to ideologies, finding them too forced; so it is not a sense of right or wrong that drives her to pursue her personal quest, but rather the feeling of loss and tragedy that results from Necromancer ostracism and exile.
And so, through understanding the sacred shanak and dark shanaks and how one becomes the other, she hopes to be able to better the situation of Necromancers. (For this, she may sometimes travel to human territory to see if humans have progressed on their understanding of the sacred shanak using their science, and see if she can help, too.) She also seeks solutions from a societal perspective; thinking that like as not, they are a part of the world now, so there must be a place for them in their system and society; it just needs to be found. (For this and also to better understand dark shanaks, she engages in discussion with desert folk acquainted with necromancers or that are necromancers- she splits off from the exile party to do this, using her role as escort as an excuse to travel to those lands, too.) Good with creatures of all shapes and sizes: Perhaps it is the brightly shining flame of her core, or perhaps Quamh's sacred shanak subconsciously radiates a healing warmth that endears her to animals, or, at the very least, draws them to her side. Rare are the mornings that she wakes up without some critter snuggled up to her- most often, curled up on top of her. Everything seems to think that standing on top of her is the most natural thing in the world. Who knows why. 8T;; She cannot communicate with them any better than any other Corleo, after all. Well, maybe having so much random experience with them- and less of a scary presence- may have gotten her a bit more familiar with their mannerisms, but that's the extent of it. IS YOUR CORE ON FIRE: THIS KEEPS HAPPENING?! IS EVERYTHING I GET GOING TO BE ON FIRE?! KEIIII IS THIS ON PURPOSE?!? SHOULD I MAKE A HUMAN WHO IS JUST ACTUALLY, CONSTANTLY ON FIRE, TOO?! ...I think if you asked her, she would tell you that yes: her heart is literally on fire with passionate passion. Friends and acquaintances
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:35 pm
Semrugre
▩ ▣ ▩ Basic Info and Stats - [cert]Name: SemrugreMeaning: Inspired by 'Segrendi', the northern wind goddess name, and 'Re' meaning 'Feather' [Fiyuri]Race: CorminiAge: TeenageGender: FShanak: WaterLevel: 2▩ POW: 1 ▩ STM: 1 ▩ RNG: 0
▩ ▣ ▩ Secondary InfoTribe: Trade: Dwelling:
▩ ▣ ▩ BioParents: Position in the Pride: Personality: Are those feathers real: *slow nod* ...I don't get it, either. 8'D Friends and acquaintances
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:50 pm
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