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 Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 2:31 pm
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Familiars:
Name: Chatu
Owner: Kimaria
Species: Raven
Gender: (Male/Female) Male
Age: (Cub/Adult) Adult
Description: Black raven with a brown throat, white stripe on neck and two odd white feathers in his near-side wing. (sort of randomly placed feathers).
Reference Images: (if applicable)
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/3129249020_f04bff7859.jpg
Name: Swila
Owner: Kimaria
Species: Raven
Gender: (Male/Female) Female
Age: (Cub/Adult) Adult
Description: Black face, grey head and neck, darker wings and underside. Bright blue eyes. (see ref)
Reference Images: (if applicable)
http://www.mybitoftheplanet.com/2002/2002june_files/jackdaw0206big.jpg
Name: Moma
Owner: Kimaria
Species: Raven
Gender: (Male/Female) Male
Age: (Cub/Adult) Adult
Description: all black, except that the lower half of the wings are white. There are also half a dozen small grey speckles on his chest.
Reference Images: (if applicable)
none available.
Name: Raiquen (meaning night bird)
Owner: Kimaria
Species: Eagle
Gender: (Male/Female) Male
Age: (Cub/Adult) Adult
Description: Cheshnut brown head, face and back and wings. Head and neck marked with dark brown, slender triangles (meant to imitate feathers). His underside is grey. His eyes are black and circled with bright yellow. His beak is the same colour as the skin in the ref.
Reference Images: (if applicable)
http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/0/9506/700126-niteowl_large.png
Total:
Name: ???
Owner: Kimaria
Species: Lion
Pride/Pack: I guess rogue, until the pride idea comes into being
Gender: (Male/Female) Male
Age: (Cub/Juvenile/Adolescent/Adult) Adult
Parents: (if applicable) ??
Offspring: (if applicable) none
Description: Okay, this is pretty much going to be left open for you to design. Basically, I want a character designed for the diseased pride concept. It's basically a pride of lions who have diseased members. This will be a diseased member, so sickly colours like shades of green would be cool but not necessary. I'm a fan of more simple designs, but really, anything you come up with would be great.
Reference Images: (if applicable)
Design pretty much up to you~
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:57 am
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Female Pride Member!
Username: Kimaria
Name of Character: Faeqa (arabic name meaning 'favourite')
Species: Lioness
Age: Adult
Personality: The older sister, more serious, more intelligent and cunning one. She has ambition and is always trying to strive to be the favoured of the females. Even her name means favourite and she seems to think that being named as such makes it written in the stars - so to speak. She's good at keeping control, has a firm tongue, but is not so 'proper' that she won't flirt to get what she wants. She adores male attention and would be the sort of girl to dote on her male, doing all that she can to give herself a good impression.
Back-story: (Please don't write a book XD) coming soon.
Appearance: Mainly of white pelt, this girl has a ginger marking that covers her face and ears. (Ref will come soon)
Female Pride Member!
Username: Kimaria
Name of Character: Najiyya (arabic name meaning 'Intimate companion')
Species: Lioness
Age: Adult
Personality: The younger and more 'immature' of the sisters. She doesn't really mind about looking good in front of others, often indulging in playful and harmless antics. She is very close to her sister, despite them being rather different and looks up to her. However, she is a seductress in a more innocent fashion - not really realising what she's doing. As such, males tend to find her the more attractive of the pair - much to Faeqa's annoyance.
Back-story: (Please don't write a book XD) coming soon.
Appearance: Ginger pelt, with random mottles of white. One hind leg also white. (Ref will come soon)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 11:57 am
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.:.God Concept.:.
Name: Nem’isis
Meaning: A play on the word nemesis
Gender: Male
Age: Adolescent
Element: Torment
Appearance:
Eyes: dark purple
Pelt: chocolate brown
Expression: stern / serious
Mane & tail tuft: dark brown
Markings:
- A vertical scar running down over left eye – the injured eye occasionally weeps blood.
- Circular design on his back (a sort of play on the pentagon – see ref images) the marking would be red and rough. The mark is, in fact, a design carved into him by the claws of lions. The wounds now refuse to heal, always looking bloody and raw.
Accessories:
- A string of voodoo dolls made out of grasses around his neck in various shapes: lion, avian etc…
- A ‘gauntlet’ made of thorny vines around one forepaw. The thorns dig into flesh, drawing fresh blood whenever he walks.
- claws unsheathed on both forepaws.
Other: Nem’isis does not have wings.
Personality:
Nem’isis comes across as a rather stupid God, someone who can’t really think or act by himself. He doesn’t ever appear to act alone and seems to enjoy taking orders from mortals and other gods alike. This is far from the truth, however. He uses this obedient act to lure others into a false sense of security; to make others think they could outwit him and control him. These others usually consist of ‘evil’ characters or ‘bullies’. Really, the wicked mortals and deities he attaches himself to provide him strength. For, in their presence, Nem’isis can feed on the sinful deeds and become stronger. As such, he is often found in bad company.
Nem’isis seems to have a fixed expression: one that is stony and silently tortured. He is a heartless creature who inflicts pain to feed his own strength. However, it must also be noted that Nem’isis never tortures ‘innocent’ souls. Ones who have not been touched by anguish or pain or other negative feelings. These innocent creatures – usually cubs – seem to scare him. However, whilst he is scared and nervous of them, he is often drawn to them, curious at their lack of any negativity.
Having never had any love doted upon him – even as a cub – it is no wonder that Nem’isis shows no such feelings towards others. He grew up knowing only pain and suffering and for him the pain is normality. He simply could not imagine life without feeling the stab of pain through his being.
He always seems tired and restless, as if he hasn’t slept for many years. And in some respects, it’s true. Nem’isis does sleep but his sleep is always tormented with visions of a past he can barely remember. A strange voice visits him in his dreams, telling him that in order to remember he must stay true to his element. He wakes up feeling angry and scared but the dreams always escape him leaving only that voice behind. This in turn makes him very bitter and angry and so, to keep himself subdued, he tends to go many days without sleep in case he turns on his followers.
Deep down he is a lost, troubled and haunted soul, who can come across as nothing but a merciless brute. However, very occasionally he can do something unexpected, such as saving a bird that has fallen from its nest or comforting a weeping cub.
He does not speak much and when he does it is short, brief and dark. His voice is always gruff and dark, portraying little emotion.
Powers: (draft version)
Temporary:
1. Pain-Eater: Nem’isis feeds on the pain of his – or other’s – tormented victims. In doing so, the God increases his physical and magical power. Without it he is a rather weak and pitiful God – barely stronger than a mortal - and is only at his peak having absorbed and collected the pain of many, many mortals. At times, when he is alone and without followers, he often torments himself to keep from getting too weak. Unless he ‘eats’ the pain of others, the generic powers of a God (flying, appearing mortal etc) do not function.
(The following powers are only available to the God when he has reached full-strength. Nem’isis is at full capacity when his scars begin to glow. )
2. Blood Burn: The scars from his back occasionally leak a red substance that looks like blood. However, the blood is hot and burns any who touches it. This is one of his favourite ways of tormenting others, even himself, as the blood burns his body too. He often shakes vigorously to send drops of this acidic blood onto his victims.
3. Aura: When there is a lot of ‘torment energy’ gathered, Nem’isis can sometimes emit a faint aura. This aura affects his followers with an insatiable hunger to torment and cause pain. This can sometimes be fatal as the urge can occasionally supersede basic survival instincts.
Permanent:
1. Voodoo: Occasionally, Nem’isis will craft little voodoo dolls made of grass in order to torment victims at a distance. Once weaved, he will place a few strands of his victim’s hair into the doll’s belly. Then, even at a distance he need only poke his claws into the doll and make his victim suffer.
History:
Nem’isis did not start life as a God. In fact, he was born a mortal to a pride that would be both his doing and undoing. The pride he had been born into was a small, tribal, superstitious pride. They dabbled in dark arts from sacrificing to physical harm in order to please their patron God. All who lived there knew that one day they might be called upon as a sacrifice or to do a dark deed to gain the blessing of the God.
A Witch lived amongst them and she was the most superstitious of all. She sat by the Chief’s side in all matters and was a respected member of the tribe. She did not take a mate, for only the Chief was permitted to take a permanent mate, and instead bedded whomever she pleased. However none of her couplings ever produced a child and eventually the witch was declared barren – a terrible omen.
However, one night the Chief – who had been tempted by the Witch’s beauty – asked for her company whilst his own mate was taking her monthly pilgrimage to the sacred altar. Gladly obeying, the Witch went to him and spent a night with him in secret.
A few weeks later, much to her horror, the Witch discovered she was pregnant. Pregnant with the child of the Chief. Filled with panic, the Witch kept it secret for as long as she could, but even she could not the swell of her belly and the signs that she was indeed with child. Whispers started among the tribe members, all wondering who the male was that had planted the fertile seed. No one knew and all eagerly waited to see the colour of the child’s pelt.
The Witch prayed to the patron god, prayed that the child in her womb was not that of the Chief’s. But it was no use. She knew the truth and eventually everyone else did too.
The cub was born, sleek and brown just like his mother. In fact, he resembled her so beautifully that the Witch began to think her secret safe. That was until the cub, her son, opened his eyes. Then the truth was known. For his eyes were purple – a trait carried only in the Chief’s line – and finally the secret was known. The tribe turned to their leader for answers, angry and accusing. For a moment it was feared they would strike him down but, at the last moment, the Chief wove a story of lives to save his own life.
He spoke of the Witch and her sneaking ways. He spoke of her treachery; mixing potions to addle his mind to make him believe that she was his own dear mate. The tribe were quick to agree and side with him, for the Witch did indeed mix weird and wonderful potions. Turning scornfully to the Witch they ordered her to send her cub to the altar and seek judgement from their patron god. If she did not, they would take both her and her son and torture them upon the slab of stone.
The Witch agreed.
And so, with the cub at her side, she lead them up the winding mountain path, coming to the altar carved into the great mountain itself. There they thrust the cub with the purple eyes onto the stone and waited for guidance. Guidance came, shaking the mountain with its voice.
The cub will die. But not today. Take him, raise him and wait for the beckoning call.
It would be many, many days before the boy was summoned and in that time he grew and grew. Yet he was unloved and hated – even by his own mother. He lived alone as soon as he was able, in a secluded den where he was all but ignored. His heart was filled with sorrow and many times he thought of running away. Yet he, so young, was already sick of life and he had often been told of those condemning words on the mountain.
Then, one day, he was lying alone at the entrance of his den when the Chief appeared. The male was stern and cold as usual, but he spoke to the child – a rare thing indeed.
“The Witch is in need of you. Take this kill and go to her.” He dropped a bloody hare at the youngster’s paws and without another word, turned back towards his own den.
The purple-eyed male stood, lifted the bloody carcass in his mouth and moved swiftly to find the Witch – his mother. He found her but not as he had expected. She lay dead, torn and twisted in the grass. Dropping the kill, blood now frothing the foam hanging on his jowls, he pressed himself against her, weeping and crying out. For though she had never shown him any love, she was still his mother and he loved her despite all her cruelty.
And then the pride was around him, pressing him to the ground, cuffing him across the head so hard that he saw stars. He could barely hear them over the roar in his ears, but when the shock had subsided he realised what had happened. They believed he had killed her. He had been set up, and by the Chief, no less.
“Look at what he is done!”
“This is the sign! The one we have been waiting for!”
“Let us take him to the altar.”
And they did. They dragged him up that winding path and set his bruised body upon that cold slab of stone. He looked around at the circle of faces – each one hard and cold. He could see the hate there and knew that they had been waiting eagerly for this day.
Four pinned him down and then the Chief stepped up, unsheathing a large, hooked claw. Then, painfully and slowly, he began to carve the sacrificial marks upon his back. Blood streamed and despite all his effort the boy cried out in pain. But, before the job was done, the look in the boy’s eyes had changed. They had hardened and the fear and pain was lost beneath anger. He thrashed against his bonds, determined to break free. This earned him a slash across the eye, blurring his vision with a splash of blood.
The Chief finished his brutal art upon the back of the youth and stepped back. Murmuring a few words he paused and bowed his head.
The boy screamed curses at them, vicious, horrific curses, knowing that they would be his last words.
The pride fell upon him and took his life.
But the boy did not stay dead for long.
The rage was so strong in the youth that his spirit would not settle. With death he saw the truth of the matter; he saw that the patron god had given no order, that the Chief had not been poisoned by his mother. He saw how awful the world and people were. And the memories of his final moments turned over and over again in his mind. The torment stayed with him and it darkened his spirit and filled him with rage.
And then it was gone. The memories. The past.
He opened his eyes to hear a voice calling out a name, again and again. His name, perhaps? He could not remember if it was his name or not. In fact he couldn’t remember anything at all. All he knew was the voice that kept telling him to wake up and be true to his newfound nature.
He opened his purple eyes and saw his reflection in the blood pooled about his feet.
It was reborn.
He was Nem’isis, the God of Torment.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 7:27 am
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God
Name: Nem'isis
Stage: (Cub/Juvenile/Adolescent/Adult): Adolescent (frozen at this stage)
Gender: Male
Species: Lion
Parents: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Domain: Torment
Have you cleared this domain with any existing god owners? If so, who? I haven't cleared this concept with any exsting god owners, but Pach and I (she is going for pain) agreed that our two elements are okay.
Description:
Eyes: dark purple
Pelt: brown (for correct shade see Pach's ref)
Expression: a 'tormented' look
Mane & tail tuft: dark brown (for correct shade see Pach's ref)
Markings:
- A vertical scar running down over left eye – the injured eye occasionally weeps blood.
- Circular design on his back (See Thalion's Ref) The mark is, in fact, a design carved into him by the claws of lions. The wounds now refuse to heal, always looking bloody and raw.
Accessories:
- A string of voodoo dolls made out of grasses around his neck in various shapes: lion, avian etc… (see refs!)
- A bracelet made of thorny vines around one forepaw. The thorns dig into flesh, drawing fresh blood whenever he walks. (See Thal's ref)
- claws unsheathed on both forepaws.
Other: Nem’isis does not have wings.
Reference Image(s), if applicable:
Pach's ref (for colours and eye scar and voodoo dolls):
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/KamariaCommissioncopy-1.png
Thalion's ref (for bracelet and back marking):
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/nemsheet.jpg
Are you an SoA god newbie? No
How many times have you tried for this concept? 0
(( In case you wanted to more info, I've included a link showing details of his personality, draft powers and history: http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=15161677#185638324 ))
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Familiars
(The three ravens below are all siblings)
Name: Chatu
Stage: (Cub/Adult): Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Raven
Parents: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Description: Black raven with a brown throat, white stripe on neck and two odd white feathers in his near-side wing. (sort of randomly placed feathers).
Reference Image(s), if applicable:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/3129249020_f04bff7859.jpg
Their brother (shows the shade of black/brown to be used if specified in the desc.: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/nondo.png
Are you an SoA newbie? No
How many times have you tried for this concept? 0
Name: Swila
Stage: (Cub/Adult): Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Raven
Parents: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Description: Black face, grey head and neck, darker wings and underside. Bright blue eyes. (see ref)
Reference Image(s), if applicable: http://www.mybitoftheplanet.com/2002/2002june_files/jackdaw0206big.jpg
Their brother (shows the shade of black/brown to be used if specified in the desc.: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/nondo.png
Are you an SoA newbie? No
How many times have you tried for this concept? 0
Name: Moma
Stage: (Cub/Adult): Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Raven
Parents: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Description: all black, except that the lower half of the wings are white. There are also half a dozen small grey speckles on his chest.
Reference Image(s), if applicable:
Their brother (shows the shade of black/brown to be used if specified in the desc.: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/nondo.png
Are you an SoA newbie? No
How many times have you tried for this concept? 0
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Name: Raiquen
Stage: (Cub/Adult): Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Eagle
Parents: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Description: Cheshnut brown head, face and back and wings. Head and neck marked with dark brown, slender triangles (meant to imitate feathers). His underside is grey. His eyes are black and circled with bright yellow. His beak is the same colour as the skin in the ref.
Reference Image(s), if applicable:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/niteowl.jpg
http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/0/9506/700126-niteowl_large.png
Are you an SoA newbie? No
How many times have you tried for this concept? 0
Name: Rorschach
Stage: (Cub/Juvenile/Adolescent/Adult): Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Cheetah
Parents: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Description: A white cheetah with ginger 'freckles' along his neck, shoulders and back and towards the end of his tail. He has orangey-red hair. His eyes are very dark grey and his face marking is covered with an inkblot design. Please see ref!
Reference Image(s), if applicable:
Ref for hair colour and face mark:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/rorschachfacemarking.jpg
Reference for spots:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v65/Othin/cheetahdesign-1.jpg
Are you an SoA newbie? No
How many times have you tried for this concept? 0
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 9:42 am
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.::. Rokopelli's Mother - current priority .::.
Kimaria Name: Aeon
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Lion
Parents: ??? x ???
Offspring: Rokopelli
Domain: Preservation (as in the preservation of ancient artifacts)
Have you cleared this domain with any existing god owners? If so, who? It should not conflict with any gods currently in existence.
Description:
Pelt colour - pale sandy pelt (like her daughter's - see reference).
Eyes - Orange eyes (again like her daughter's)
Hairstyle - Tied up at nape of neck with bangs of hair falling across her face. See reference for idea on style and for the colour.
Pelt Markings - She has a darker brown colour (a slightly lighter shade than her hair colour) The only marking she has on her body is the image of a scarab beetle (see references) this is positioned on her near-side hip (in the same position that the eye mark is on her daughter - you can see it just about behind her wing)
Wings - The feathers on her wings are slightly translucent and coloured amber-orange and white. (See reference for shape design). On the longer feathers, very faded runes can be seen. These will be just barely visible. (see references for rune ideas)
Expression - something that would suit a sort of 'stern, well-bred historian' would be good.
Accessories - A half-furled scroll under a fore paw. Aeon also has an affinity for amber jewellery. I'd love her to have many amber bead necklaces.
Reference Image(s), if applicable:
x - This is a picture of Aeon's daughter. This is basically to give you the sandy colour of her pelt and orange eyes.
Hairstyle:
x
Ideas for jewellery design:
x - amber ring, maybe as a tail ring?
x - lizard hair-pin with stones of amber set in its back
x - insects trapped in amber
x - amber necklaces
Wing Shape:
x
Ideas for markings:
WINGS:
x - Viking runes (especially important ones: Seperation, Partnership, Protection, Posessions)
x - Egyptian numbers
x - eye of horus
PELT:
x - Scarab beetle design. I'd like the beetle to be fashioned in the way that the coloured example is, but in the style of the brown one, so, the marking on her hind leg would only be done in brown like the top picture (more like a tattoo in style)
Are you an SoA god newbie? No
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