Swords to Rust; Morikiah (Retired)

February 28, 2011 - 6:03am — Faustt

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...	PhysicalBlood actively dripping from multiple lacerations to his tongue, roof of his mouth, edges of his mouth and the sides of his face. / Mental ... / Emotional ... " ... " * Notes;

Name; Morikiah
Identification; Yepa
Age; Ancient being.
Gender; Male

Species; Unknown. Failed Experiment
Origins; Central Russia

Status; ...
Diet; Omnivore, primarily carnivore

Size; #5
Voice;

Reference; Here
Face Claim; Gerard Butler

Art: ...

» A learned skeptic, he is suspicious of most, perhaps to the point of paranoia.

» Cold exterior can come across as rude or uncaring.

» Cannot turn away from a young child, despite how indifferent he may appear.

» Favors a solitary lifestyle, but understands the need for social interactions.

» Does not mingle well with unfamiliar males.

» Isn't usually one to engage in play, requires coaxing. Roughhousing, however, is something he enjoys.

» Trust is earned, not given.

» Rarely speaks, preferring communication through body language.

» Doesn't typically bow, greeting is done by sniffing.

Personality ...

To the outside world, he is nothing but a shell. His indifference is chilling and the reflectiveness of his eyes gives no solace to his, at times, hollow words. It isn't intentional, his cold ways of moving about the world, and yet with every hope of becoming something normal, he forever falls short and is lost in his own drowning pool of sorrow and misery. There is something menacing to him, this broken Adonis. He is, after all, but a stranger wandering in this murky world. He remains reserved, and tied away from the social conformity that dictates friendliness; it is to protect him. It isn’t because he holds hate for the world and those in it. It isn’t to keep love and friendship at arm’s length purposefully, that is merely a pitfall of his ways.

He is extremely guarded and not especially approachable or friendly. Polite enough, but he does not go out of his way to be gregarious, he finds social banter frivolous and rarely is an active participant in such. Upon first meetings, he leaves an impression of a cold and surmising individual; quiet, maybe withdrawn, his silence is almost judgmental.

Close ...

Prita; Biological Daughter. Gone.
Daaé; Biological Daughter. Gone.
Umay; Close friend. Scarce.
Tamsin; I don't even fucking know anymore.

Known ...

Morgül;
Aurora;
Rias;
Gustiro;
Kalma;
Nidhem;
Talla;
Djinn;
Kettu;
Pandora;
6;
Virus;

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June 2, 2012 - 3:55am — Freyja

Track!

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June 18, 2012 - 10:59pm — forgetmenot

nomnomnom.

June 22, 2012 - 4:22am — gglidden

The small doe wandered

The small doe wandered through the forest feeling rather bored. Not much to see and not much to do. She has been pacing from place to place in a desperate attempt to enlighten her dull day, but to no avail. She was passing by the birch when a terrible smell almost knocked her off her hooves...

Fresh blood...and lots of it.

Trying to fight the nausea welling up inside her, she goes to investigate where that awful stench is coming from. To her horror she sees Morikiah covered in crimson. She rushed over as fast as her tiny hooves could carry her and immediately looked closer to see if he was awake. No. He didn't respond, but at least he's breathing. But those wounds....they look....almost fatal. Ignoring the stinging smell of torn flesh, she sits by the autumn colored stag, tears flowing down her muzzle.

"Please be ok...."

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I actually had to leave after I made this post. Buttons is so worried about him. :<

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Ring The Bells That Still Can Ring.
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.

(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")

June 22, 2012 - 4:27am — Jinxyness

My doe sat with Morikiah

My doe sat with Morikiah awhile yesterday. I hope she wasn't being a bother... c:
/builtinninjatrack

June 27, 2012 - 11:16pm — Nirwana

'bout time I finally track

'bout time I finally track this~

June 28, 2012 - 12:18am — Lung

I love his antlers.

August 23, 2012 - 2:30am — Spirituelle

SORRY FOR MY DEER RANDOMLY

SORRY FOR MY DEER RANDOMLY STANDING THERE.
He had Kahli's set and picto for about ten minutes then it just changed hahaha.

August 25, 2012 - 10:55pm — Phaios

Pardon my derpiness.

Pardon my derpiness. Apparently my pictos hadn't spread properly and Mori wasn't showing up xD

October 9, 2012 - 10:47pm — Sham

It took him a time to figure

It took him a time to figure out what he should say, unsure of himself. Knew as their relationship stood now it was tolerating at best, but Thane had not yet taken the time to vocalize anything. Silence could not cure the damage done, there was doubt that words could too. His actions, maybe that would never speak loud enough, so talking was worth a shot.

It was not like addressing some of the others, it felt more delicate and important. Thane stared off into the dark distance, finally finding the right words. "I pushed you away when there was no need, tried to control Prussia and the children, but that was wrong of me", he finally broke through the silence, ears pinned back for a moment, "You were always there, but I was too blind to care at the time...", he admits, "I kept putting myself before everyone else", he also admits. For a moment he considered touching on it being dark times but decided against it. "I want to thank you for accepting Prussia again, and coming to me this day".

Wasn't about to ask where they stood, brotherhood and the like, felt that time had passed and his former brother would never warm up to the idea again. Thane had concluded that he was okay with that. So long as there was no feuding and everyone he wished to get along got along it would be fine by him. "I was in the wrong", no matter how brief gaze had shifted to Morikiah, "You were there for us, and I plan to be there for you...", in whatever it might be. A single ear would flick, prepared to be shot down, as he had prepared for that well over anything else, whether it be through unfavorable words or silence, at least Morikiah had heard him, and that was good enough for him.

October 9, 2012 - 11:28pm — Faustt

Do you have a new MSN? I

Do you have a new MSN? I never seem to catch you online =/

Even now, despite having been willing to go to Thane, there was little relaxation. There was a tension, a thickness to the air, and regardless of the amount of times Prussia had brought them together, the suffocation didn't seem to lessen. He felt on edge, unable to completely settle, half-expecting the past to repeat itself. His eyes flickered immediately to side as Thane spoke, coming as an unexpected shock that the bongo was speaking to him at all. Although not wavered in his composure, inwardly he was flawed at what was coming out of the other bull's mouth. He was unable to do anything but stare with a half-lidded gaze at his former brother. His eyes flickered briefly across the rest of his face, as if in search of a fault or crease in his expression, any hint or crack in a possible facade that he was throwing out; but he found none. His eyes trailed away to the ground in front of Thane for a moment or two as the bull finished speaking, before he looked back to the dimmed horizon.

The silence settled, and it was a few moments before Morikiah opened his mouth to respond. "I cannot tell you how surprised I am to hear you say that," he began, speaking with a voice rather devoid of emotion. "But I cannot offer my immediate forgiveness, that will come in time." Given how unstable Thane's mood was, Morikiah thought the possibility of him going off his rocker again a very real possibility. He would rather not give up forgiveness if it was only going to be shattered only a few weeks later. "What about the children, how is your relationship with them?"

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October 10, 2012 - 12:06am — Sham

Dark times had made the

Dark times had made the bongo's mental state entirely plummet, but with falling and breaking slowly came restoration. Had he tried to move forward too quickly? Perhaps, and for that wrapped himself up into a world of misery, self-pity, and control. Misery still existed though was contained for now, as did control born of betrayal. That would never fade, though he could try to keep it in check.

It had been impossible for him to think beyond himself at the time, everyone suffered greatly for this, and the repercussions? They should have been far worse, and yet he had not lost his children or Prussia, and here is former brother sat taking in his words. For this The Craftsman was grateful though he knew he should not be graced with such things given their past. The overwhelming guilt to wash over was not outwardly visible, but it did well to plague his mind. Bogged down with this had lost himself in thought, going over the more prominent details of his destruction.

'I cannot tell you how surprised I am to hear you say that', he took in, was unable to offer the other even a glance however, not in the moment. So they were surprised? Had he really made himself out to be the coldest creature in the bulls life? Shifted his gaze elsewhere, the ground more than likely, soaking in everything else. 'Immediate forgiveness', had not expected even that. Thane would lift his head and rest eyes upon Morikiah, half-lidded and exhausted. They did not harbor the usual coldness he rested upon most, though his eyes did speak in their own way, not devoid of emotion. Attentive and soft, caring, but not necessarily hurt as he had been expecting far worse. Grateful for even the potential chance to obtain forgiveness. He would work towards that, slave over it even if it meant receiving such a thing, alleviating for his former brother even, should forgiveness bring that.

A nod would be given as he lacked the voice to give a simple 'I understand', gaze cast back off into the dark distance once more, running over the vibrant trim or tops of the tallest mushrooms. Was thrown a bit off guard by their question, it took the hybrid a moment to answer, but with a bit of shifting and restricting a sigh would respond. "The children are fine", he starts off with, as he figured they were or at least would be. "It has been shifty but I am taking steps to repairing that, and they seem happier", 'seem happier', he thought on that. Was it true or was he blinded once more? "Trying to fix everything. Slowly but surely. Everything is going well so far...", or so he would assume. Ears would flicker, trailing his gaze across the dark horizon, "How about you...? How is everything going for you?".

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I will email you here in a bit.

October 10, 2012 - 1:56am — Faustt

Time seemed to slow the

Time seemed to slow the longer he sat. Time could flip through numbers on calender sheets, crawl between the lines that made up his face, rush under the soles of scurrying feet; but here, time stood still. It froze all angles of the moon coming through the gnarled branches above him. He felt as if he had no time, but all the time in the world. To choose to fly alone, or to remain with his former kin. Morikiah offered a nod, coupled with an acknowledging grunt as Thane spoke of the children. "Good," he started, pausing a moment before continuing. "They need their father."

The clouds that lingered in the sky passed in front of the moon, blocking what little rays managed to permeate through. A chill surged up his spine, the winter had not yet fully set in on these God forsaken land. There was a mild crack and rustle as a fragment of bark detached from a lone tree and fell among the leaf litter. It only accented further how everything was broken in this perfect world, but perhaps there was hope yet for some things to be mended. Again his eyes chanced a glance to the corner of his eye, watching the bull carefully for a moment, then once again watching the horizon line. "Things have been going well lately. Djinn is due soon, we're expecting her to give birth any day now."

;; stop putting my posts to shame ;~;

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October 10, 2012 - 2:18am — Wendingo

u3u huehue. I think Serpens

u3u huehue. I think Serpens met you. Sorry he ran off, I think he was a bit spooked by all of that sniffing your deer was doing. xD

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made by foxofthestars!

October 10, 2012 - 2:36am — Faustt

Not a problem lol, Mori was

Not a problem lol, Mori was probably a bit too enthusiastic about sniffing him.

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October 17, 2012 - 4:19pm — Kallonate

retrack

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October 19, 2012 - 5:22am — Tuo

YES, this is looking so good

YES, this is looking so good already <3

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October 19, 2012 - 3:58pm — Kaoori

was just reading his

was just reading his description. You're a really great writer.

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October 27, 2012 - 4:17am — gglidden

I was a little confused for a

I was a little confused for a moment. Didn't realize his picto changed. xD
I like the one you gave him btw. <3

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Ring The Bells That Still Can Ring.
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.

(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")

October 27, 2012 - 5:21am — Faustt

Kaoori: Thank you ^^ I'm

Kaoori: Thank you ^^ I'm going to re-do though, it doesn't seem to really fit his character the way I want it to.

gglidden: And thank you c: Schutzgeist got it for me.

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December 17, 2012 - 1:08am — Apoidea

Faustt? Is that deer that is

~~Faustt? Is that deer that is coming off as a nameless to me Morikiah? The map is showing him instead.~~

Eh nevermind.

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December 20, 2012 - 5:13pm — Wire

Guess I should track this.

Guess I should track this. ^^
Sorry if Blue interupted something, from where Morrikiah was standing, I thought he was watching him.
Nice to meet him again anyway.

December 20, 2012 - 5:16pm — Faustt

He wasn't interrupting

He wasn't interrupting anything. Mori was just being nosy xD

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January 8, 2013 - 12:06am — SoliloquyChryseis

Slips a track in here PS:

*Slips a track in here*
PS: Weebee is the minifawn with the other babies ;3

January 14, 2013 - 7:46pm — elsaelar

very late track~

February 2, 2013 - 10:40pm — shaku

It's so good to see Mori

It's so good to see Mori again ;u; Even if I'm not on a durr who knows him, haha~ Been waaay too long.

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February 2, 2013 - 11:52pm — Faustt

-flings self at- So good to

-flings self at- So good to see you on TEF again ^^

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February 2, 2013 - 11:58pm — shaku

catches like a pro *loves

*catches like a pro* *loves on* Good to be back on TEF again XD

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February 10, 2013 - 4:22am — Silverfang

I'mma just place a tracka

I'mma just place a tracka hurr. B)

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February 10, 2013 - 6:55am — Hraeth

Settled on the hillock above

Settled on the hillock above the Blue Bowl, the young stag take a few minutes to get his bearings before he tries to summon his voice again. When he finally does, it's hoarse and quiet, touched with an ache that is a mixture of too many long, long days. "He'll let you near again.. He just wants some time to rest tonight." He pauses just long enough to catch his breath and turn his dark eyes to the ground in front of his chest, away from the sight of the two red bulls leaving the area. "I'm sorry about all the grief. What happened today was my fault and I'm sorry you were involved."

February 10, 2013 - 7:11am — Faustt

The sweet winter breeze

The sweet winter breeze circulated around the group. She pulsated over the land in gusts; pushing and pulling the leaves of his fur to swim between her fingers. But the weather was scarcely given an shiver or acknowledgment as the orange bull watched the disappearing figures. He inhaled deeply, his eyes tired as he turned his head to glance at the young stag from the corner of his eye. "No, no, it's alright. This behavior is typical of him, I should have expected as much when I left him for a while to help you."

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February 10, 2013 - 7:51am — OrinocoFlow

re track Achi met his

re track

Achi met his sister a while ago XD

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You do not have a soul. You ARE a soul. You have a body.
~ C.S. Lewis

February 11, 2013 - 3:01pm — Hraeth

Orinoco- If you were meaning

Orinoco- If you were meaning Miriam, Morioch would be her brother. ;u; Morikiah's more of an uncle to them. Similar names, though.

Also: late, kind of after the fact, and not really necessary, but all the same. |U
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"Mm." The words meant to follow the acknowledgement are paused by the stag's quick shake of his head - an effort to clear his forelock from one of the sockets of his skull. "At least he knows now why you did it and that you're not a traitor." Against the chilling wind, he coils tighter into himself, his feathered tail wrapping about a side of him in an effort to guard against winter's bite. He is not terribly cold. So far, the cold of the season has barely effected him despite the short, sleek fur that covers his body. The shiver that runs down his spine is not Winter's work. "You should not've helped me, you know. Not that you don't have my thanks for it. But you'll only be disappointed or hurt in the end."

February 16, 2013 - 6:55am — Echosong