One of the Same {Nekoni & LifeNovel}

[Life.]

In order to accomplish the Rite of Passage, one must discover their inner spirit...
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In the isolated outskirts of Alaska live several communities of tribes. These tribes still cherish their old traditions. But some younger generations are fading from these beliefs from their lack of spirit. The elders try and try to convince the youth but nothing seems to faze them. Until one day two teens from the Puppalo tribe come across an ancient cave. They try to ask the tribe about it but somehow it seems no one has ever heard of this cave. They venture into it discovering it is a doorway to other worlds. In the neighboring world they venture into they discover it to be the spirit world. But they are warned that they should never come into contact with their spirits or they will disappear from both worlds. The two did not adhere to the warning and do come into contact with the spirits. Now the consequences are on their shoulders. Will they make it in time to return their existence into both worlds? Or will they forever fade away?


Bio Skeleton:





Name:


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[Nekoni]

The intro is amazing ;u; It reminds me of the tales they tell on my island.

 

[Life.]

Oh thank you! I was hoping it sounded like a tale!


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So what animal are you going to roleplay as?

 

[Nekoni]

Hmm...I'm thinking of something flying, but it's hard to decide. What about you?

 

[Life.]

I'm stuck between hawk, bear, or wolf or maybe even mountain lion.


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[Nekoni]

It's a hard decision...

 

[Life.]

>o< yes it is hard choosing!


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Name:


Lucian Ridge {Nickname: Luke}


Age:


17 years old


Gender:


Male


Tribe Spirit:


Wolf


Personality:


Lucian is an even-tempered and cautious boy. He believes in justice and equality. Lucian sometimes doesn't think about what he says or does and hates taking responsibility for what he did wrong. He loves being in control and will sometimes let control get into his head and not hear out others. Luke is very considerate though and tries to always find the positive side to things. He is very creative and imaginative. Luke loves new things and experiences meaning he loves change and tries to push away the old. He is good-spirited though and is very innocent despite his stubbornness and crafty mind.


Appearance:


Human Appearance

Spirit Appearance

History:


Lucian has a good reputation in the tribe. He is well-respected and a top notch hunter. He grew up with love and care from all the tribe mates. But of course being a boy he has gotten into trouble like leading a caribou herd through the village or chasing after a bear. Lucian is an only child to his parents, mother alive but father deceased. He stands to be a potential leader one day.


Sexuality:


Heterosexual


Other:


None

 

[Nekoni]

Name: Sakimy Ririaphos (Nickname Kimy)


Age: 16


Gender: Female


Tribe Spirit: Snowy Owl


Personality: Polite and joyful interested by the simplest of things. Collector of sorts, is very studious. Often gets sucked into investigating and planning, can be moody when disturbed, looks towards science for all her answers. Kimy is mother-like, and can be bossy at times to hard-headed people who don't listen, enjoys order and following the rules, but sometimes her curiosity gets the best of her.


Appearance:

History: Since a very young age Sakimy has been enthralled by science and the creatures that surround them. Her family are known as the healers of the tribe, using herbs to make medicines for the injured, sick or elderly. She is an only child now but she use to have a twin sister named Namini, but she died from one bitter winter when they were just a little older than toddlers. This teen is known as a herbalist and tracker in the tribe and can identify just about any plant and animal within their region. Very studious and organized, and since she is a poor hunter her tribe-mates give her bones, claws and etc to tell her about the hunt, she very much loves these small items and often adorns herself with these.


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[Life.]

Wow you drew that in 2 days?! And would you like to start or me?

 

[Nekoni]

I would have gotten done sooner if I hadn't had so many commissions to do >~>; I'd love you to start please!

 

[Life.]

Okay you can start :3


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[Nekoni]

I thought you were starting??? 
;~; Sorry I think that was my bad, so sorry so sorry so sorry I didn't type you

 

[Life.]

That's okay! xD we all make mistakes


"Hey come on Lucian hurry up!"


"Alright I'm coming," he replied back to his friend. Lucian turned back to finish his task at hand. He grabbed the basket full of plants and berries. One by one Lucian separated the various herbs and berries on the wooden table. "Are you done yet?" the voice of his friend came from outside of his tee-pee tent. "No Cline," Lucian answered. His friend's head popped into the tent and looked at Lucian, "C'mon. You can do that later. I want to go out with the sled-dogs and try to find some meat."


"I know but I promised our shaman for these herbs and berries as soon as we got back to the village," Lucian responded. "Whatever. I'll be by the bonfire," Cline replied. Lucian just nodded and continued his work. He was too busy into his work he didn't hear the sound of his tent opening and the shuffle of feet approaching him. "Oh good Lucian here you are," a timid voice said. Lucian took a step back and looked up, startled. "Oh Nana it's just you," Lucian breathed out, "You scared me." The tiny old lady gave a hearty laugh. "You are a good boy, Lucian," she said, "And I see you have my herbs and berries. Oh, and even sorted out."


"I thought it was the least I could do. And don't worry Nana I'm going to become a man soon! Just you watch," Lucian boasted. Nana sighed and responded, "You have a longs way to go, Lucian. I know you must be eager to join the men into the tribal hunting packs and catching caribou but you have yet met the expectations of your totem." Outrage filled his voice, "But I have been going out and hunting a lot of small prey. Been doing all the unwanted chores. Have watched over the younger children. Aided those women expecting in their housely duties. What more can I do, Nana?" She heaved a big sigh and whispered, "Don't worry Lucian time will tell. Patience is what you need at the moment."

 

[Nekoni]

A tribal girl stood outside of her hide-tent, skimming a blade over the back of a freshly slain rabbit fur that was stretched over two wooden pegs. She tossed salt and snow over the back of the skin, and pulled it off the stand, rolling it up with a string of twine "Father, the fur is setting. " Sakimy announced, putting the newly curing roll of fur next to several others inside. A tall man patted her on the head "Good job Kimy, now we can finally start making new satchels for the tribe!" he smiled in his low voice "As usual you can have the claws and fangs of whatever you have cured, and please don't go out exploring at night again. I found your tracks leading out of the village... if you're not careful Kimy, one day an ice wisp might just sweep you away." the father warned sternly, kneeling down to see her eye to eye in a serious manner. The girl put her hood over her pale hair "Dad! Please...those are just silly stories, ice wisps are nothing more than a stream of air whipping around loose snow...nothing more!" Sakimy huffed stubbornly, she had been studying the phenomena for many dusks "No one believes those tall tales anymore..." she laughed with a light smile, putting on her fox fur bag on her back. "But I suppose they're fun to listen too." Kimy smiled. The father began standing straight up, popping his back "Tradition is the essence of our hearts, my little anak. All tales are merely stories of truth...do not forget this as you spread your wings." he sighed, shaking his head.

 

[Life.]

Enraged, Lucian walked out of the tent. He looked around for Cline but saw him no where. "Sheesh thanks for waiting for me. 'Friend'," Lucian muttered. He walked over to the bonfire to cool down from his anger. The movements of the flames soothed him as he observed them. As he continued watching he remembered a tale that his mother always spoke of, one where spirits danced throughout the night through the way of the sky lights. He gave a small smile at the memory. When he was a young boy he would climb up the nearby hill to get a clear view of the sky. He would stretch his tiny hand to try to reach for the spirits. "Oh how I was so gullible," he mumbled to himself as he threw another small twig into the flame. For a moment he thought he saw a wolf within the flames but it was gone in a blink of an eye. He rubbed his eyes and continued muttering how stupid it was for him to believe in such tales.