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Spring Y3
8.29.19 - 10.13.19
by Split, 08-31-2019, 09:06 PMRE: News Archive
It's time for an update to how we handle time! Now that we are a couple days into the first season of this year, I'll explain how our flow of time will now work. We will be keeping double time, but our time will be more fluid. Essentially, from here on, you will be allowed to back date threads.

All threads from here on out will need to have a date AND time listed in the thread title. This will allow users to see exactly when a thread occurred.

Previously, if you posted a new thread, the time and date that thread was posted was the time in which that event was happening. We are altering the rules regarding timelines to allow you to backdate threads for any date in the current year. (This is Year 3.) So this year started on 8.29.19. You may date a thread from the current date backward to the first day of the year. So as today is 8/31/19, you may date a thread for any date between 8/29/19 and 8.31.19. You may not date threads forward.

So as the year progresses, you will be able to date threads for any time that has already passed in the year, but you must be careful not to break your own character's timelines. The best way to track a character's timeline is to go to their profile and click the button on it labelled "Thread Log". It shows every thread the character has ever participated in. Likewise, events that would break your timelines should also be carefully monitored. So, for example, if I posted a thread for a character dated for today in the desert, it would break the timeline if I posted a thread dated for the 29th in which they ended up dying.

Excessively breaking your own timelines or other characters' timelines is frowned upon and if done consistently, Staff may intervene. Tomorrow I will be instituting changes to leader logs and pregnancies that reflect these changes, so keep an eye out! Please DM or PM a staffer if you have any questions.
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Character OTS Katchneil
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Player OTS Kaitlyn
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Tia'up

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#1
Tia'up aimlessly winded through the tall, dry grass of the savanna, forked tongue flicking every so often as he moved. The sky above held nary a cloud, nor a star, as it was just past high noon. A dust devil spewed grit high up in the air a ways off. Tia'up paid little mind of his surroundings though, his mind having long since wandered elsewhere: ”Pesu lu oe?”1 

He asked himself that question near daily, if not every hour per waking in this unfamiliar land. Last he remembered he had been in a jungle. What exactly a jungle was though, he didn’t know. Just that it wasn’t whatever this flat, arid place was. He likewise knew that he wasn’t supposed to be a snake, but had exactly zero clue as to what he had been before now beyond that said form had had wrinkly, dextrous paws that’d been undeniably useful for just about every problem imaginable. 

Nervous, Tia'up circled ‘round three times. Repetitive patterns soothed him, but so too did seeing his young, sinuous body unnerve him. Something felt undeniably wrong about the dark pink, bioluminescent scales and bubblegum feathers that lined his sides. Calming some nonetheless, he decided to lay amidst the twining grass rather than aimlessly slithering forward. Laying his ruby-red jaw upon the sandy soil, he listened— and heard a meerkat digging a burrow a few paces ahead of him. ”Smar...syuve,”2 he thought, orange,  bioluminescent tongue flicking forward. She smelled sweet, like okup3. The thought of killing a new mother sickened him for some reason...so he instead turned away, childishly enraptured by how the near endless swathe of brittle, golden blades swayed in the wind.  

Translations— Na’vi
1”Who am I?”
2”Prey...food,”
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Kicheko

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The southern borders were marked and clear, at the King's doing. Day by day, the concern of Shadow lessened. He had heard little of additional incidents with the water, but the hyena remained wary. And Mitis. His dear Mitis. It ached him. But he couldn't mope forever. Problems would not be fixed that way. He had to keep at it until he could find a chance to work out the kinks in light of recent events. Perhaps a meeting was due soon to check up on everyone. Soon, though. Now wasn't a good time.

As Kicheko Faraja departed from the territory, he found himself aching for some fresh sights. The forest was nice. Comfy and safe. Sheltered. But he was no hermit. He had to be sure to check, at least every so often, if anything was happening outside of home. Even if just outside. Besides. Maybe he'd run into some new faces. Perhaps, even hopefully, new faces yearning for a safe home. Salvus was small and a little loose on the ends, but the hyena was determined to make it the paradise he saw in his dreams. The safe haven Vulcan had planted from. The safe haven Kicheko could entrust to protect the innocents of Omne while forwarding wisdom to the generations to come within Omne.

Salvus gave him purpose, as well as his little family. He loved them so.

He liked the Savanna. Such a simple name for a simple place. It amused him how simple Omne's territories were dubbed, with just a few here and there having more spice to their names. Go from the Primeval Forest. Quite straightforward, the name tells you it's a primeval forest. But something like the Rudis' Peak? It was a mountain of mystery, as isolated and intimidating as its namesake. He wondered where the beast had gone. Kicheko had not spotted the lumbering behemoth in the forest, and the scents were growing stale, despite being as rancid as ever. Kicheko was fine if Rudis had decided to leave. Better, actually. However, despite the possibility, the hyena yearned to seek out the Gods. He had so much to learn about Omne.

Actun was a huge no. She frightened him. Underneath her graceful exterior threatened a violently threatening interior. An unwelcome resemblance to those he regrettably affiliated with. Eura was an easier option to consider, and she intimidated him less. But... something left him not quite set on Eura. Cadis, though...The defacto--in his eyes, anyways--leader of the divine siblings. Cadis was a mysterious being--they all were, really. But something drew Kicheko toward the aloof shadow.

One should really pay more attention to where they put their paws, especially in the lengthy golden grasses of the Savanna. The snake startled him, and for a moment, Kicheko feared the idea of being bitten by a potentially venomous serpent. [say]"Oh-"[/say] He took in a sharp breath of alarm as he stepped back. He hadn't gone close enough for the reptile to reach, but the unexpected sight of a snake was always something of alarm. Then he paused. He could sense a familiar aura.

Sentience.

"I'm sorry." Apologetic tones hummed skittishly as the hyena stooped, aiming to level himself with the serpent, had he not already possibly fled, or worse, struck out with aggression. "I hope I didn't scare you. Are you okay?" The least Kicheko could do was that. It was only fair for his own feet having been a potential hazard for the legless creature. How strange snakes were. How unnerving they could be. But for the mere fact the snake held a detectable sentience, Kicheko couldn't get away with just walking away without a word.

#3
He had been wary to leave Salvus again, but his search for runestones had so far been so useless inside the forest that, once winter settled like a soft blanket, he stepped across the southern border. The air warmed considerably as he dipped into the savanna. Icy eyes were alert, searching slowly back and forth across the plains for signs of a stone. He just needed something so he could find that damned god!

Giving a huff, the boy - young man in fact - activated #duplicate as he walked, sending one copy of himself bounding farther ahead of him in the grass. His own attention moved from his extra copy and back to the grasses, searching idly for something, anything that would be of use in helping him find those stones. Why was it so hard? The necklace at his throat seemed to pulse with its own power, but Karcsi was still unconcerned by it. He had yet to find the limit attached to his magic. When he heard movement ahead the leopard dropped into a crouch, stalking. His tail swayed behind him, eyes narrowing. 'One,' he gathered himself, 'two,' his body coiled, 'three!' The boy launched himself from the grasses, a graceful as he pounced on a meerkat burrow. Meerkats! He had never seen such creatures before, did not even know their names, but the frantic chattering as they began to scramble amused him to no end. Bright eyed, he chased them around for a few minutes before he gave up the fun, dust and dirt covering his lower legs and belly and a grin on his muzzle.

Sometimes Karcsi just enjoyed the simple pleasures of being a kid. He caught a straggling meerkat under one paw and stared down at it thoughtfully. How had he done that thing in the forest? He had gotten full just by planting himself on the creature... what magic was that? He searched for an answer, and felt the familiar sensation reach him. Creeping down his legs and into the caught mammal. #appropriate peeled away the panic from the animal and transferred it directly into Karcsi's mind. He let out a chirping cry, releasing the creature and bolting. It took him another five minutes to realize that it wasn't really his panic he had felt. Well, that was a pretty cool experiment too!

Karcsi continued his wandering, seeking the stones, until at length he spotted Kicheko in the grass. His ears perked up and he broke into a lazy trot from his easy walk, chirping a greeting to his king. He could put fake warmth into his voice whenever needed, could always pretend to be someone else. It was useful. He supposed that faking things came naturally, since both of his parents pretended they cared about him and Cressida. Since Cressida and Shadow pretended to care about him. "Kiche-" he started in greeting only to stop and rear back at the sight of the two tailed very much pink snake. It didn't take Karcsi but a few moments to recover himself, dropping his upper body into a playful bow and narrowing his eyes curiously at the creature. "I didn't think the snakes here were alive," he said conversationally, intrigued by the shiny scales and pretty feathers and - oh! There were even extra eyes! How interesting this whole thing was!

Sometimes childlike wonder couldn't be helped, even in someone who avoided emotions like they were the plague.

@Mewwn @Boanka


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