Post by Tìhawnu on Jan 17, 2010 0:30:54 GMT -5
Tìhawnu
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Heritage
Clan: Omaticaya
Family:
*Mother - Tanhì - Alive - Not seen often
*Father - Tirea - Deceased
*Brother - Seze - Alive - [Bio Upcoming]
Age: Nineteen human years
Status Among the People: Is seen as being 'among the people', a fellow hunter
Special Markings: Tìhawnu's specs are alinged among her bones and body very clearly and in a rhythmic pattern, lined up one by one with odd but obvious shapes. Around her face, they align along the ridge of her eye lids and forehead, and seem to flow down from her nose and cheekbones.
Color of Ikran: Tìhawnu's Ikran is a pale lilac, with very dark violet stripes and markings. Overall, her Ikran is all shades of purple, violet, and lilac. No other colour can be seen on her skin.
Tìhawnu's Ikran's name is Kame. He achieved the name for Tìhawnu thought he had a spiritual potential, and for his rather calm personality.
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Personality
Talents: Tìhawnu is very intelligent and has much knowledge over various fields. She is very good with herblore, she is a skilled runner as well as hunter, and can sing fairly well.
Best Known for: Story-telling. From listening to the stories of fellow Na'vi in her clan about the histories of Pandora, myths, and the tales of Sky people, she herself as now come to enjoy telling this stories over again. She is also known for going on her mischievous "adventures", when she should be doing her daily activities.
Hobbies:
+ Story-telling
+ Studying the behaviors of vegetation and creatures around Pandora
+ Watching the Sky people and learning more about them
+ Singing with her fellow Na'vi, or maybe alone and solo
+ Star watching and astrology
Strengths:
+ Running skills
+ Intelligence
+ Herblore
+ Long-ranged combat
Weaknesses:
- Being quite naive
- Close-combat
- Having too much pity and mercy
- She is not very strong, being more agile
- Flowers
- Tswayon
Brief Description of Personality: Tìhawnu is quite a different sort. She has various loves in her life; from the broad glories of story-telling, to watching the stars. She has deep beliefs in various myths and legends that shroud Pandora and the Sky people, and loves every piece of knowledge, even that of brief momentum, she has of it. Tìhawnu also enjoys herblore, intrigued by the different types of vegetation and medicines for cures, and also remedies. So-called 'adventures' are another thing that gets Tìhawnu's attention. Times during the day when she should be working, she would leave her post of work without a word. Her agile and flexible body allows her to run freely when exploring, and she happens to be more agile than strong or 'strengthy'. She was always getting into trouble with her naive and curious personality, but also some may call her rebellious. Tìhawnu likes to sing quite a bit, and feels a bit of pride in her voice, for unknown reasons. Whether it be with a group or solo, she likes to let her voice ring among the wind. Tìhawnu favors helping out in any way she can with the Clan, but sometimes can get carried away or oblivious to the surrounding commotion. She has a small weakness that can be seen easily; flowers. When flowers are near, she is always there. She likes to examine them, in their enviroments and beauty as well as details and structure. The scents tend to be breath-taking in such amazing ways, at least thats how it is for her.
There isn't hardly anyone that dislikes Tìhawnu because, well, it's hard to dislike her! No matter how crazy or odd she may seem, she just has a somewhat love-able aura of her's. There are some and bound to be more than grow to hate or even dislike her, but there isn't much to dislike about her. The elder and older Na'vi may find her hard to control be of her constant zest to go out and do her own thing for a whole day without a word, but she is still is quite amusing and energetic. A problem with her personality though is that she shows too much pity and mercy on anyone, including her enemies. She never turns a blind eye to someone in need, and always tries to find a way to help them with their predicament.
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History
Tìhawnu was born to a small and cozy family. Her mother and father we're relatively older when she was born, and she also had an older and stubborn brother. Tìhawnu was named tìhawnu for meaning 'protection', which seemed like what she was going to do some day, as her parents thought. She lived happily as she grew up, surrounded by the people she loved and the nature that she also had a unique love for. She liked to always be messing with the Sturm beast because they we're so interesting to her. Around when Tìhawnu was eight, her father died of age and went on to be with Eywa. Her mother and brother we're still around, which was a lot to put up with. Seze was always poking his nose in other people's business, and could never stop pestering Tìhawnu. Her mother also couldn't leave her alone, because she was always worried about her getting hurt or so forth. It was quite a handful indeed! As Tìhawnu aged, she began to travel further in the world of Pandora on her so-called 'explorations' or 'adventures'. She took note in every detail of the landscaping, creatures, and plants. It was all so beautiful to her. Tìhawnu began to also wonder about the Sky people. She had always heard and told legends herself, but had never seen one with her naked eye. One of her desires is to find out more about them, due to her curiosity. Some thought she was crazy for wanting to know about them and meet them, but wouldn't anyone that didn't understand another want to know more? That's how she sees it. Sometime in her earlier years, she developed a friendship with a fellow Na'vi, Tswayon. They become good buds, and get along very cooperatively. Even from those times long ago, they have still been good friends.
Currently, Tìhawnu has been trying to stay around and do what she is entitled to finish daily. Some of the others have been thinking she is getting too old to be so immature, but her nature always call to not listen. No matter how she tries, she ends up doing pretty much whatever she wants. She will most likely never break her chain of events each day.
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I See You
Desired Name: Chimera, or you can call me whatever you want.
Years of Roleplaying: About 4 years now
How Did You Find Us: An advertisement was on one of my websites
Age: 13
Passcode: *edited*
Sample:
[This is from a Warrior's RP, and with my character Forestfire. It pretty much is just going over the enviroment and his inner thoughts. A relatively old RP. Link ]
The drops of dew clattered to the ground; the sun reflected many secrets, denials, and so forth in the crystalline object that harnessed much power. The long blades of grass raked across each other, wounding one another as the breeze tried and tried to calm one another down, but only worsened them. The birds seemed to be chatting with each other, talking of all the recent gossips. A dark figure with an somewhat menacing aura approached the clueless scraps of prey from behind, and then let out a single blow as the bird let out a blood churning pitch of alarm, but soon came to an end. The figure shown great force and anger with harming the innocent creature, letting out emotions. Why must it be? This was a small voice inside the predator's head, taunting and abusing him. It often found refuge in the dark cat's thoughts, and heart. The cat devoured the bird and left on his way, prodding through the vegetation as it growled with frustration. The cat then emerged from the shade to reveal a chocolate pelt that shimmered scarlet red that had been split recently, and an white flame adorn his head. It was no other than Forestfire, whom had just left from camp. He recently fought with an apprentice, and his one and only love, Waterweaver. He never ment for the events to turn out the way they did, which left him broken, and angry. He had been shattered, but this was how it always was. Everything he did was wrong, wrong, wrong. But why? This, he could not answer. Maybe it was his temper? Maybe his past, which he told to no one? It was unknown, but it didn't seem to matter at the moment. He let out a scowl as he thought about that certain apprentice; Eclipsepaw. He didn't feel like taking revenge, or settling anything at the moment. He felt he needed to calm his thoughts, and be away from the world. But where was this mystical place? He was determined to find it, but may not be able to reach it. "Oww!" He yowled, scaring the prey away, as he wasn't paying attention to where he was going, and rammed into a tree. He then shook his head, and resorted to striking at the tree, releasing the suppressed anger and depression. The tree stood it's ground though, and didn't bare very mean marks. His yellow eyes averted from the tree, and to the distance land. He noticed an shady figure in the distance, but didn't pay much attention, thinking it was most likely a shrub of some sort.
The brightly toned leaves off the tree shimmered in the wind, glistening and shining with confidence, and pride. Though some of them turned down in shame, and fled from the rest, running through the gusts of wind, to be carried away to further destinations. Forestfire picked up another cat's scent; maybe two? Though he couldn't identify it straight away. He honestly didn't care, any who. He continued on with his walk through the forest. He came upon a small pool of icy water, as he bent down to lap of the refreshing drops. The taste flooded throughout his body, giving him new energy. He raised his head, licking his dark chocolate maul for any remaining drops. He gazed into the pool; only to see a fiercesome beast; him. He didn't like his image, but new he could never change himself or who he is. He simply stared, mindlessly into the aqua blue water. It seemed to hold the future, and shown everything, letting no secrets pass. Only time could truly tell. He left the pool behind him and continued on; searching for something he didn't know of, or what he wanted to find. He just knew he wanted it; though. The world around him seemed to be all too still, but in reality, it wasn't in the least bit. There was movement and sound in every corner of the forest; from the wind, to trees clattering, to the prey scampering about. He continued on, into the direction of the sun.
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Heritage
Clan: Omaticaya
Family:
*Mother - Tanhì - Alive - Not seen often
*Father - Tirea - Deceased
*Brother - Seze - Alive - [Bio Upcoming]
Age: Nineteen human years
Status Among the People: Is seen as being 'among the people', a fellow hunter
Special Markings: Tìhawnu's specs are alinged among her bones and body very clearly and in a rhythmic pattern, lined up one by one with odd but obvious shapes. Around her face, they align along the ridge of her eye lids and forehead, and seem to flow down from her nose and cheekbones.
Color of Ikran: Tìhawnu's Ikran is a pale lilac, with very dark violet stripes and markings. Overall, her Ikran is all shades of purple, violet, and lilac. No other colour can be seen on her skin.
Tìhawnu's Ikran's name is Kame. He achieved the name for Tìhawnu thought he had a spiritual potential, and for his rather calm personality.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Personality
Talents: Tìhawnu is very intelligent and has much knowledge over various fields. She is very good with herblore, she is a skilled runner as well as hunter, and can sing fairly well.
Best Known for: Story-telling. From listening to the stories of fellow Na'vi in her clan about the histories of Pandora, myths, and the tales of Sky people, she herself as now come to enjoy telling this stories over again. She is also known for going on her mischievous "adventures", when she should be doing her daily activities.
Hobbies:
+ Story-telling
+ Studying the behaviors of vegetation and creatures around Pandora
+ Watching the Sky people and learning more about them
+ Singing with her fellow Na'vi, or maybe alone and solo
+ Star watching and astrology
Strengths:
+ Running skills
+ Intelligence
+ Herblore
+ Long-ranged combat
Weaknesses:
- Being quite naive
- Close-combat
- Having too much pity and mercy
- She is not very strong, being more agile
- Flowers
- Tswayon
Brief Description of Personality: Tìhawnu is quite a different sort. She has various loves in her life; from the broad glories of story-telling, to watching the stars. She has deep beliefs in various myths and legends that shroud Pandora and the Sky people, and loves every piece of knowledge, even that of brief momentum, she has of it. Tìhawnu also enjoys herblore, intrigued by the different types of vegetation and medicines for cures, and also remedies. So-called 'adventures' are another thing that gets Tìhawnu's attention. Times during the day when she should be working, she would leave her post of work without a word. Her agile and flexible body allows her to run freely when exploring, and she happens to be more agile than strong or 'strengthy'. She was always getting into trouble with her naive and curious personality, but also some may call her rebellious. Tìhawnu likes to sing quite a bit, and feels a bit of pride in her voice, for unknown reasons. Whether it be with a group or solo, she likes to let her voice ring among the wind. Tìhawnu favors helping out in any way she can with the Clan, but sometimes can get carried away or oblivious to the surrounding commotion. She has a small weakness that can be seen easily; flowers. When flowers are near, she is always there. She likes to examine them, in their enviroments and beauty as well as details and structure. The scents tend to be breath-taking in such amazing ways, at least thats how it is for her.
There isn't hardly anyone that dislikes Tìhawnu because, well, it's hard to dislike her! No matter how crazy or odd she may seem, she just has a somewhat love-able aura of her's. There are some and bound to be more than grow to hate or even dislike her, but there isn't much to dislike about her. The elder and older Na'vi may find her hard to control be of her constant zest to go out and do her own thing for a whole day without a word, but she is still is quite amusing and energetic. A problem with her personality though is that she shows too much pity and mercy on anyone, including her enemies. She never turns a blind eye to someone in need, and always tries to find a way to help them with their predicament.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
History
Tìhawnu was born to a small and cozy family. Her mother and father we're relatively older when she was born, and she also had an older and stubborn brother. Tìhawnu was named tìhawnu for meaning 'protection', which seemed like what she was going to do some day, as her parents thought. She lived happily as she grew up, surrounded by the people she loved and the nature that she also had a unique love for. She liked to always be messing with the Sturm beast because they we're so interesting to her. Around when Tìhawnu was eight, her father died of age and went on to be with Eywa. Her mother and brother we're still around, which was a lot to put up with. Seze was always poking his nose in other people's business, and could never stop pestering Tìhawnu. Her mother also couldn't leave her alone, because she was always worried about her getting hurt or so forth. It was quite a handful indeed! As Tìhawnu aged, she began to travel further in the world of Pandora on her so-called 'explorations' or 'adventures'. She took note in every detail of the landscaping, creatures, and plants. It was all so beautiful to her. Tìhawnu began to also wonder about the Sky people. She had always heard and told legends herself, but had never seen one with her naked eye. One of her desires is to find out more about them, due to her curiosity. Some thought she was crazy for wanting to know about them and meet them, but wouldn't anyone that didn't understand another want to know more? That's how she sees it. Sometime in her earlier years, she developed a friendship with a fellow Na'vi, Tswayon. They become good buds, and get along very cooperatively. Even from those times long ago, they have still been good friends.
Currently, Tìhawnu has been trying to stay around and do what she is entitled to finish daily. Some of the others have been thinking she is getting too old to be so immature, but her nature always call to not listen. No matter how she tries, she ends up doing pretty much whatever she wants. She will most likely never break her chain of events each day.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I See You
Desired Name: Chimera, or you can call me whatever you want.
Years of Roleplaying: About 4 years now
How Did You Find Us: An advertisement was on one of my websites
Age: 13
Passcode: *edited*
Sample:
[This is from a Warrior's RP, and with my character Forestfire. It pretty much is just going over the enviroment and his inner thoughts. A relatively old RP. Link ]
The drops of dew clattered to the ground; the sun reflected many secrets, denials, and so forth in the crystalline object that harnessed much power. The long blades of grass raked across each other, wounding one another as the breeze tried and tried to calm one another down, but only worsened them. The birds seemed to be chatting with each other, talking of all the recent gossips. A dark figure with an somewhat menacing aura approached the clueless scraps of prey from behind, and then let out a single blow as the bird let out a blood churning pitch of alarm, but soon came to an end. The figure shown great force and anger with harming the innocent creature, letting out emotions. Why must it be? This was a small voice inside the predator's head, taunting and abusing him. It often found refuge in the dark cat's thoughts, and heart. The cat devoured the bird and left on his way, prodding through the vegetation as it growled with frustration. The cat then emerged from the shade to reveal a chocolate pelt that shimmered scarlet red that had been split recently, and an white flame adorn his head. It was no other than Forestfire, whom had just left from camp. He recently fought with an apprentice, and his one and only love, Waterweaver. He never ment for the events to turn out the way they did, which left him broken, and angry. He had been shattered, but this was how it always was. Everything he did was wrong, wrong, wrong. But why? This, he could not answer. Maybe it was his temper? Maybe his past, which he told to no one? It was unknown, but it didn't seem to matter at the moment. He let out a scowl as he thought about that certain apprentice; Eclipsepaw. He didn't feel like taking revenge, or settling anything at the moment. He felt he needed to calm his thoughts, and be away from the world. But where was this mystical place? He was determined to find it, but may not be able to reach it. "Oww!" He yowled, scaring the prey away, as he wasn't paying attention to where he was going, and rammed into a tree. He then shook his head, and resorted to striking at the tree, releasing the suppressed anger and depression. The tree stood it's ground though, and didn't bare very mean marks. His yellow eyes averted from the tree, and to the distance land. He noticed an shady figure in the distance, but didn't pay much attention, thinking it was most likely a shrub of some sort.
The brightly toned leaves off the tree shimmered in the wind, glistening and shining with confidence, and pride. Though some of them turned down in shame, and fled from the rest, running through the gusts of wind, to be carried away to further destinations. Forestfire picked up another cat's scent; maybe two? Though he couldn't identify it straight away. He honestly didn't care, any who. He continued on with his walk through the forest. He came upon a small pool of icy water, as he bent down to lap of the refreshing drops. The taste flooded throughout his body, giving him new energy. He raised his head, licking his dark chocolate maul for any remaining drops. He gazed into the pool; only to see a fiercesome beast; him. He didn't like his image, but new he could never change himself or who he is. He simply stared, mindlessly into the aqua blue water. It seemed to hold the future, and shown everything, letting no secrets pass. Only time could truly tell. He left the pool behind him and continued on; searching for something he didn't know of, or what he wanted to find. He just knew he wanted it; though. The world around him seemed to be all too still, but in reality, it wasn't in the least bit. There was movement and sound in every corner of the forest; from the wind, to trees clattering, to the prey scampering about. He continued on, into the direction of the sun.
