Post by tulnaring on Jan 28, 2010 18:04:01 GMT -5
Tul’Na’Ring
{Forest Runner}
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Heritage
Clan:
Omaticaya
Family:
Brother: Ekong Na’Ring (Forest Rhythm)
Mother: Swaw (Moment)
Father: ‘Iheyu (Spiral)
Age:
23
Status Among the People:
One of the Omaticaya People
Special Markings:
Tul’Na’Ring has many random specs throughout her body, but most can be connected to make a shape. Such as an arrow on her neck, a square on her left arm, right above the elbow and a triangle on her right forearm.
She has the normal stripes on her face, which have a medium tone. On her forehead, above each eye, she has four stripes that are lighter than the ones on her face. These are at an angle traveling up to her hairline and when looking at the lines from the right and left they form a ‘V’.
She also has stripes on her sides, traveling up towards her armpits.
A set of three stripes travel from her pelvis down her legs to right above her ankle. These stripes add a nice outline to her strong legs.
Color of Ikran:
Tanhi’Ftia, which means; Star Studier, is dark purple with some shading of dark blue. He has some light stripes of dark green on the side of his belly. All in all, he has a very dark tone to him.
Tul’Na’Ring named him Tanhi’Ftia since she felt like she was getting close to the stars the first time she rode him.
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Personality
Talents:
Tul’Na’Ring has always loved to fight, run, climb and hunt. She has always been a strong and active girl. Whether it was climbing trees, running fast and especially tracking and hunting. So she’s grown up, almost training, for being a hunter.
But she is very good on her Ikran. Loving to fly and be up high, which is probably why she has always been climbing things since a very young child.
Best Known for:
She has proven to be a fantastic runner, fighter and hunter. She’s always loved to fight and started with her brother when she was very young. She can hold her own on a horse. But she is amazing on her Ikran. She’s a good soldier for her people.
She is quite playful no matter the sex of someone and can be flirtatious if she’s in the mood. She has some rebellion to her and she enjoys doing what she wants, even if it means leaving her friends behind to go do what she wants. Instances have also been her ignoring others words, this has led to her getting some what of a bad rep.
It's not that she's known for it, but Tul'Na'Ring is among the shortest of her people. But this doesn't let her down in anyway. Sometimes being small can be worked in her favor.
Hobbies:
+ Talking with friends
+ Exploring the forest
+ Star Gazing
+ Watching animals
+ Being in the forest
Strengths:
+Fighting
+Running
+Climbing
+Riding Tanhi’Ftia
Weaknesses:
-Cooking (she can only make a handful of dishes)
-Not listening to others
-If she’s having trouble doing something, she won’t let somebody help her do it
-Talking about her brothers death
Brief Description of Personality:
Tul’Na’Ring is a strong young lady, who isn’t afraid of anything and walks with confidence and without a care in the world.
But she is also playful, flirtatious and enjoys having fun. She doesn’t like to get bored, so she’ll do just about anything to entertain herself. This also includes playing some small pranks and jokes on her friends. She won’t go after anyone she doesn’t know.
She loves to be out in the forest and that’s where you’ll usually find her. Whether she’s going for a walk, a run, seeing new places or just laying on the ground looking at the sky. The look in her eyes when she’s looking at the forest, you see life, you see her being happy and smiling an idiotic grin in her eyes. She finds much peace in the forest even if life is being very difficult.
She can often be found being perched up high enjoying a snack, watching some animals, or even her fellow Na’vi.
Tul’Na’Ring loves with her heart and soul and that was seen through her connection with her brother. She does have some friends and she only calls them her friends if she truly does feel they have earned the title of a friend. Only then will she confide in them and give them her full trust.
Tul’Na’Ring is the kind of Na’vi who loves to be active in the forest. She spends most of her days in the forest, even if she is walking aimlessly, she just enjoys being in the forest rather than the village. There she’ll do some, crazy; or unwise things. Such as jumping off of high ledges, fighting dangerous animals or going to places that are seen as unsafe. These aren’t done with an absent mind, but rather she enjoys the adrenaline rush, knowing all of the forest and exploring these things for herself. While she does approach them with caution, if she finds a safe way to be in these places; she’ll tell her friends. So she’s the one who brings the adventure. But she won’t put the ones she cares for in danger, she’ll only do these alone or if someone wants to step up and go with her, she won’t stop them if she believes they can hold their own. Otherwise she’ll only go alone.
For some of these reasons she’s seen as, defiant, or a troublemaker, by some of her fellow Omaticaya.
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History
The pregnancy wasn’t planned, it was a shock when her mother found out. But like her brother who is three years her elder, she was born weeks late. Tul’Na’Ring decided to come into the world during one of her parents’ walk through the forest. A doctor came just in time to deliver her in the middle of a forest.
Naming her took a few days as her parents wanted her name to mean something. The young infant would cry a lot as any baby would, but once she saw the forest, the animals moving about in the brush, she was calm. The Shaman suggested she also carry a forest meaning in her name as he brother does. And the suggestion of ‘forest runner’ was suggested. And once she could walk she was ready to run, and the villagers knew she was named accordingly.
The relationship with her brother was a tight bond, the two were almost always together and it was clear that they were the best part of each other, even beyond their three-year age gap. And where one was, the other wasn’t far from them. Ekong Na’Ring began to teach his younger sister fighting, how to move through the forest, the animals, all before she was taught by others. And she was taught by many, she had many questions and wanted to meet all the animals. She was taught to approach them with respect and integrity and with such she was never afraid and felt that they were, her family. Even if she was a young child and she was facing a predator who had earned the name hunter. With her kind eyes, curiosity and respect for them, the animals seemed to calm down around her. Even though she’s learned to keep a respectful distance, she often will sit near an animal and go about her own business, with honor.
From her being a child it was clear that she loved to fight and she held her own just as well as any her age. She soon started doing some acrobatics, to have fun and play around. And soon learned that it came in handy during a fight, to get away from the enemy and collect herself. She soon began learning from some very prominent older fighters.
Their parents loved each other and were clearly soul mates, but the kids seemed to be together more than people saw them with their parents. In all of truth, their parents never really connected with them, they loved them yes, but the kids loved each other more than they loved their parents. There was never any harm done between, but their relationship was never really close.
With Tul’Na’Ring’s promising future, along side her brother she played a quick catch up with fighting, hunting and tracking and by her teen years she was equivalent to her big brother in all of these. But with running, they always seemed to be among the best, but her brother always pulled out a few steps ahead. Playfully they would lay it on him being taller than his sister. Some thought that she didn’t want to out do her big brother. But truthfully, he was just faster, and as each year went by they got faster.
When the kids were in their teen years, there was an avalanche and their parents died. From here they were old enough to take care of themselves so not much changed.
When Tul’Na’Ring’s time to become part of the people she stood back in her class when they went up to the Ikran to find their match. She was examining all of them, watching them. And one set of eyes met hers, and he howled for the entire planet to hear as he spread his wings and flapped them, scaring many Ikran away. Tul’Na’Ring walked towards him with confidence to her step and chose her Ikran. They rode the rest of the day and she felt so alive and free. As if for the first time she was a part of the sky she had always stared at since a child.
In her last year of being a teenager her brother was shot down by another clan, Tul’Na’Ring held the best of her in her arms as she watched her brother slowly suffer and die. She never took revenge and refuses to know who killed her big brother. For she knows she’ll become everything she was raised to never be and has never wanted to be.
She didn’t speak to anyone for a month after her brother died. While she’s continued with life and her skills haven’t wavered, she still has yet to feel as if she’s gotten past her brother’s death. While a new life has started without him, she doesn’t like to talk about his death and will cry when she does. She is fine talking about his life and mentioning him in stories. But her getting past it seems to be taking longer than even she wants. She doesn’t know if she’ll ever have the happiness she once had when she had him, but she’s still alive, so she continues to live her life.
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I See You
Desired Name: Nikky is just fine.
Years of Roleplaying: Oh I’d say about three or so.
How Did You Find Us: Ad posted in Terok Nor.
Age: 23
Passcode:[CENSORED]
Sample:
Nyk sat before her food and gave it a questioning disgusting look. She had heard of lamb chops and baked potatoes and was constantly told how good it is. But the look and smell only made her wonder if it was all a pitiful ruse. But if it was only a joke, once she got a hold of them they would think a couple more times before pulling such a stunt on her.
Picking up her fork she poked the meat with steam rising from it, it wasn’t that good looking. She would have liked it cooked a little less. Picking up her glass of water she took a sip and squinged at the taste, pulling the cup away she set it down with a slight thud. ”This was a waste of money already.” She said to her food, well so far the term food was pushing it.
Sawing at her meat she got a part cut off and dipped it in with her baked potatoes with butter and sour cream. Holding it near her face her elbow rested on the table near the edge. Sighing she took the mouthful and let her fork make some noise as she let it go to the tray. Trying her best to chew it and not spit it out she took a gulp and let that part go down as she rustled with the rest of it. Finally having it chewed enough that she could swallow she pushed the tray a bit away from her. Crossing her arms in front of her chest she leaned on them as they rested on the edge of the table. ”Disgusting messed up molecules.”
When she had chosen to eat here she figured it was worth the try, but she still couldn’t ever really like replicated food. It never tasted that good to her, even the water. It didn’t taste like water, it was almost as if she could taste the molecules, which she knew was ridiculous. But her taste buds knew real food from fake, maybe it was the animal, maybe she was spoiled with always eating real food, maybe the damn machine was off. Whatever you wanted to pin it on, she would be cooking her own meals from now on.
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{Forest Runner}
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Heritage
Clan:
Omaticaya
Family:
Brother: Ekong Na’Ring (Forest Rhythm)
Mother: Swaw (Moment)
Father: ‘Iheyu (Spiral)
Age:
23
Status Among the People:
One of the Omaticaya People
Special Markings:
Tul’Na’Ring has many random specs throughout her body, but most can be connected to make a shape. Such as an arrow on her neck, a square on her left arm, right above the elbow and a triangle on her right forearm.
She has the normal stripes on her face, which have a medium tone. On her forehead, above each eye, she has four stripes that are lighter than the ones on her face. These are at an angle traveling up to her hairline and when looking at the lines from the right and left they form a ‘V’.
She also has stripes on her sides, traveling up towards her armpits.
A set of three stripes travel from her pelvis down her legs to right above her ankle. These stripes add a nice outline to her strong legs.
Color of Ikran:
Tanhi’Ftia, which means; Star Studier, is dark purple with some shading of dark blue. He has some light stripes of dark green on the side of his belly. All in all, he has a very dark tone to him.
Tul’Na’Ring named him Tanhi’Ftia since she felt like she was getting close to the stars the first time she rode him.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Personality
Talents:
Tul’Na’Ring has always loved to fight, run, climb and hunt. She has always been a strong and active girl. Whether it was climbing trees, running fast and especially tracking and hunting. So she’s grown up, almost training, for being a hunter.
But she is very good on her Ikran. Loving to fly and be up high, which is probably why she has always been climbing things since a very young child.
Best Known for:
She has proven to be a fantastic runner, fighter and hunter. She’s always loved to fight and started with her brother when she was very young. She can hold her own on a horse. But she is amazing on her Ikran. She’s a good soldier for her people.
She is quite playful no matter the sex of someone and can be flirtatious if she’s in the mood. She has some rebellion to her and she enjoys doing what she wants, even if it means leaving her friends behind to go do what she wants. Instances have also been her ignoring others words, this has led to her getting some what of a bad rep.
It's not that she's known for it, but Tul'Na'Ring is among the shortest of her people. But this doesn't let her down in anyway. Sometimes being small can be worked in her favor.
Hobbies:
+ Talking with friends
+ Exploring the forest
+ Star Gazing
+ Watching animals
+ Being in the forest
Strengths:
+Fighting
+Running
+Climbing
+Riding Tanhi’Ftia
Weaknesses:
-Cooking (she can only make a handful of dishes)
-Not listening to others
-If she’s having trouble doing something, she won’t let somebody help her do it
-Talking about her brothers death
Brief Description of Personality:
Tul’Na’Ring is a strong young lady, who isn’t afraid of anything and walks with confidence and without a care in the world.
But she is also playful, flirtatious and enjoys having fun. She doesn’t like to get bored, so she’ll do just about anything to entertain herself. This also includes playing some small pranks and jokes on her friends. She won’t go after anyone she doesn’t know.
She loves to be out in the forest and that’s where you’ll usually find her. Whether she’s going for a walk, a run, seeing new places or just laying on the ground looking at the sky. The look in her eyes when she’s looking at the forest, you see life, you see her being happy and smiling an idiotic grin in her eyes. She finds much peace in the forest even if life is being very difficult.
She can often be found being perched up high enjoying a snack, watching some animals, or even her fellow Na’vi.
Tul’Na’Ring loves with her heart and soul and that was seen through her connection with her brother. She does have some friends and she only calls them her friends if she truly does feel they have earned the title of a friend. Only then will she confide in them and give them her full trust.
Tul’Na’Ring is the kind of Na’vi who loves to be active in the forest. She spends most of her days in the forest, even if she is walking aimlessly, she just enjoys being in the forest rather than the village. There she’ll do some, crazy; or unwise things. Such as jumping off of high ledges, fighting dangerous animals or going to places that are seen as unsafe. These aren’t done with an absent mind, but rather she enjoys the adrenaline rush, knowing all of the forest and exploring these things for herself. While she does approach them with caution, if she finds a safe way to be in these places; she’ll tell her friends. So she’s the one who brings the adventure. But she won’t put the ones she cares for in danger, she’ll only do these alone or if someone wants to step up and go with her, she won’t stop them if she believes they can hold their own. Otherwise she’ll only go alone.
For some of these reasons she’s seen as, defiant, or a troublemaker, by some of her fellow Omaticaya.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
History
The pregnancy wasn’t planned, it was a shock when her mother found out. But like her brother who is three years her elder, she was born weeks late. Tul’Na’Ring decided to come into the world during one of her parents’ walk through the forest. A doctor came just in time to deliver her in the middle of a forest.
Naming her took a few days as her parents wanted her name to mean something. The young infant would cry a lot as any baby would, but once she saw the forest, the animals moving about in the brush, she was calm. The Shaman suggested she also carry a forest meaning in her name as he brother does. And the suggestion of ‘forest runner’ was suggested. And once she could walk she was ready to run, and the villagers knew she was named accordingly.
The relationship with her brother was a tight bond, the two were almost always together and it was clear that they were the best part of each other, even beyond their three-year age gap. And where one was, the other wasn’t far from them. Ekong Na’Ring began to teach his younger sister fighting, how to move through the forest, the animals, all before she was taught by others. And she was taught by many, she had many questions and wanted to meet all the animals. She was taught to approach them with respect and integrity and with such she was never afraid and felt that they were, her family. Even if she was a young child and she was facing a predator who had earned the name hunter. With her kind eyes, curiosity and respect for them, the animals seemed to calm down around her. Even though she’s learned to keep a respectful distance, she often will sit near an animal and go about her own business, with honor.
From her being a child it was clear that she loved to fight and she held her own just as well as any her age. She soon started doing some acrobatics, to have fun and play around. And soon learned that it came in handy during a fight, to get away from the enemy and collect herself. She soon began learning from some very prominent older fighters.
Their parents loved each other and were clearly soul mates, but the kids seemed to be together more than people saw them with their parents. In all of truth, their parents never really connected with them, they loved them yes, but the kids loved each other more than they loved their parents. There was never any harm done between, but their relationship was never really close.
With Tul’Na’Ring’s promising future, along side her brother she played a quick catch up with fighting, hunting and tracking and by her teen years she was equivalent to her big brother in all of these. But with running, they always seemed to be among the best, but her brother always pulled out a few steps ahead. Playfully they would lay it on him being taller than his sister. Some thought that she didn’t want to out do her big brother. But truthfully, he was just faster, and as each year went by they got faster.
When the kids were in their teen years, there was an avalanche and their parents died. From here they were old enough to take care of themselves so not much changed.
When Tul’Na’Ring’s time to become part of the people she stood back in her class when they went up to the Ikran to find their match. She was examining all of them, watching them. And one set of eyes met hers, and he howled for the entire planet to hear as he spread his wings and flapped them, scaring many Ikran away. Tul’Na’Ring walked towards him with confidence to her step and chose her Ikran. They rode the rest of the day and she felt so alive and free. As if for the first time she was a part of the sky she had always stared at since a child.
In her last year of being a teenager her brother was shot down by another clan, Tul’Na’Ring held the best of her in her arms as she watched her brother slowly suffer and die. She never took revenge and refuses to know who killed her big brother. For she knows she’ll become everything she was raised to never be and has never wanted to be.
She didn’t speak to anyone for a month after her brother died. While she’s continued with life and her skills haven’t wavered, she still has yet to feel as if she’s gotten past her brother’s death. While a new life has started without him, she doesn’t like to talk about his death and will cry when she does. She is fine talking about his life and mentioning him in stories. But her getting past it seems to be taking longer than even she wants. She doesn’t know if she’ll ever have the happiness she once had when she had him, but she’s still alive, so she continues to live her life.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I See You
Desired Name: Nikky is just fine.
Years of Roleplaying: Oh I’d say about three or so.
How Did You Find Us: Ad posted in Terok Nor.
Age: 23
Passcode:
Sample:
Nyk sat before her food and gave it a questioning disgusting look. She had heard of lamb chops and baked potatoes and was constantly told how good it is. But the look and smell only made her wonder if it was all a pitiful ruse. But if it was only a joke, once she got a hold of them they would think a couple more times before pulling such a stunt on her.
Picking up her fork she poked the meat with steam rising from it, it wasn’t that good looking. She would have liked it cooked a little less. Picking up her glass of water she took a sip and squinged at the taste, pulling the cup away she set it down with a slight thud. ”This was a waste of money already.” She said to her food, well so far the term food was pushing it.
Sawing at her meat she got a part cut off and dipped it in with her baked potatoes with butter and sour cream. Holding it near her face her elbow rested on the table near the edge. Sighing she took the mouthful and let her fork make some noise as she let it go to the tray. Trying her best to chew it and not spit it out she took a gulp and let that part go down as she rustled with the rest of it. Finally having it chewed enough that she could swallow she pushed the tray a bit away from her. Crossing her arms in front of her chest she leaned on them as they rested on the edge of the table. ”Disgusting messed up molecules.”
When she had chosen to eat here she figured it was worth the try, but she still couldn’t ever really like replicated food. It never tasted that good to her, even the water. It didn’t taste like water, it was almost as if she could taste the molecules, which she knew was ridiculous. But her taste buds knew real food from fake, maybe it was the animal, maybe she was spoiled with always eating real food, maybe the damn machine was off. Whatever you wanted to pin it on, she would be cooking her own meals from now on.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
