Sahmad's Tales

My name is Sahmad. It’s a name often cursed or whispered by the people of Spherus Magna. But here are some words to live by: don’t ever judge someone before you know their story. This is my story.

[bonklerpc]

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[ask-sahmad]

well sahmad, how was your love like? what did she look like, how was her family and what do you remember about her the most? and if you two ever would've had children, would've that have made you happy?

Ummmm fuck next question please

[zippyscrapheap]

I was talking with people about how literally there is no part of Sahmad’s Tale that demonstrates that the woman Sahmad loves exists outside of his own imagination. He doesn’t make reference to her friends or family, or people acknowledging her existence. It’s super weird

I said she could very easily have been his 2D anime waifu for all we know, and then the slow realisation was made that you could very easily substitute in a bodypillow of whatever the Spherus Magna version of Hatsune Miku is and have no change to the story whatsoever

He could even have imagined her getting the Dreaming Plague, and his anime waifu was running around in Annona’s dream world because it was an illusion

Literally no other character, not even in Sahmad’s monologues, mentions or acknowledges her presence. She could be anything. Her entire character is that she’s a woman, and he loves her

Sahmad’s Tale is really good and I do love reading it, but this particular thing always makes me laugh

[crystaltoa]

Greg just being like “You idiots want a romance plot? Here, have a Generic Dead Love Interest! There, happy?”

[herora-nuva]

I’ll never be able to read that story the same way again.

[ask-sahmad]

HOW DARE YOU MY LOVE FOR HER IS UNPARALLELED

[dark-hunters-inc]

Halloween Party

The Shadowed One Al Capone climbed to his platform and raised a glass of wine. “Let’s get dis party started!”

[ask-okoto-tahu-blog]

A red warrior entered the party room. Over his armor, he was wearing a blue vest and brown shorts. On his head, he wore a white-and-blue cap with a pine tree shape on it. He carried a book with him, which bore the image of a golden, six-fingered hand with the number 3 written on it.

“Tahu Dipper Pines is ready to party!”

[dark-hunters-inc]

Triglax saw the Toa arrive and hatched a plan. Giggling to himself, he shapeshifted into a perfect replica of Tahu, costume and all, then sauntered over to face the Master of Fire. “Well,” he said, looking him up and down, “one of us is going to have to change.”

[mind-of-makuta]

Through the fortress’ thick front doors, the Recorder’s feeble voice could be faintly heard saying “I’m sorry, sir, but you aren’t on the list. In fact, Master said specifically not to-” An abrupt *CRASH* silenced the partygoers as the fortress’ ancient doors shattered inward, followed by the loincloth-clad Recorder, who slammed into the far wall with a feeble squeak. As the dust settled, a small Matoran shuffled into the hall.

Flickering torchlight illuminated the literal gate-crasher, and the Matoran’s armor was revealed to be almost completely consumed by sickly green-black corrosion, and between the dingy plates hung rotted tissue from rusted metal bones. But more horrifying than the infection and decay was the intruder’s familiar Akaku, making the “Matoran” all too recognizable to the partygoers… and yet, the sickly crimson of his eyes revealed the true identity behind the mask.

“Hello, everyone,” Makuta said cheerfully, smiling with Matoro’s mouth. “Now that I am here, the party can begin.”

[ask-toa-hahli]

At the sight of the party crasher, Hahli’s jaw drops open at the same time as many drinks and food fall out of the hands of guest in shock at what they where seeing. An uncomfortably awkward and unpleasant silence proceed the whole hall.

The costumed Toa of water could only keep quiet for a few seconds, before allowing herself to be consumed by anger. Deeply offended and enraged, she started to hurriedly stride over to the one indecent and unholy enough to commit such an atrocity.

“You disgusting, Worse than filth-” What followed next where strings of shouted words never known to have come out or even thought to be associated with a “peaceful” Toa of water.

[ask-the-piraka]

“Wow, who knew she had such a mouth?” Vezok chuckled, adjusting the collar of his Gaston costume. “This is gonna be GOOD.”

[ask-sahmad]

"Lawrence of Arabia", upset that no one had recognized his costume so far, backed away from the scene. "I'm just going to leave, if that's quite alright."

[ask-sahmad]

Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag other people to do the same!

TAGGED BY: skrall-legion

BASICS

NAME: Sahmad AGE: 46 when he received his immortality device; 103,000+ years since BIRTHDATE: November SPECIES: Agori GENDER: Male SEX: Male ORIENTATION: Heterosexual PROFESSION: Traveling merchant, bandit, slaver; currently unemployed

PHYSICAL ASPECTS

HAIR: Brown, slowly greying EYES: Light orange SKIN: Dark, burnt orange HEIGHT: 5′6′’ WEIGHT: Approx. 130 lb.

FAMILY

SIBLINGS: One younger brother, died in the Dreaming Plague PARENTS: Mother died in Sahmad’s childhood; father was a woodsman and naturalist, died before the Dreaming Plague GRANDPARENTS: Grandfather long since dead; Grandmother survived until Sahmad’s adolescence OTHER RELATIVES: Sevimli, fiancee of several years; died in the Dreaming Plague ANY PETS?: A Spikit that pulled his Baranus V7 for many years

SKILLS

ABILITIES: Nothing out of the ordinary, besides a keen mind and a determined will HOBBIES: Nature walks, building Iron Tribe monument

TRAITS

—— POSITIVE —— Intelligent, curious, cunning, perceptive, determined —— NEGATIVE —— Bitter, vengeful, sadistic, melancholy, depressed

LIKES

COLORS: Grey, blue SMELLS: Pine needles, stone fireplaces, and tomato soup DRINKS: Thornwater - a survivalist’s recipe derived from a desert plant ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES?: Beer, mead, ale... most drinks, really

OTHER DETAILS

SMOKES?: No DRUGS: Never DRIVER LICENSE: Drove a Baranus V7 without a license for 100,000+ years EVER BEEN ARRESTED?: By the Glatorian, many times, and once by the Skrall

DONE! NOW TAG OTHER PEOPLE TO DO IT!: ackar-the-warrior-reborn, ask-tavm-the-weaponsmith

[skrall-legion]

I'm a believer in the message of Fresh Squeeze Freedom 24/7!

Then I’ll be honored to take that freedom from you. I am sure that ask-sahmad would be glad to do the same.

[ask-sahmad]

I would shed no tears to see him end up a slave, but I will not be doing the honors myself. I have a very comfortable life here in Fe-Koro, and I hope to keep it that way.

[ask-sahmad]

How does it go slaver? It's been a long time since anyone's heard of you.

So it has. The truth of it is, it goes well – and that is the reason for my long silence. The Matoran of Fe-Koro have welcomed me with open arms. I have a small crop of land to grow my food, I have an ox to pull my plough, and I have a humble dwelling to call my home. I have built a grave for Sevimli and a monument for the Iron Tribe. For the first time in centuries, I have something approaching a normal life.

True, there is less danger here; less excitement, perhaps. Hence, my journal entries have been less frequent and less thrilling. That is not such a bad thing, really. After so many thousands of years, I welcome the rest, and I hope it lasts for as long as it can.

[ask-sahmad]

hi

No one says hi to me anymore. They all think I’m long dead.

[paladin-official]

AAAAAAAAA HOW DO I EXIT THIS BUISNESS MODE?!

[ask-sahmad]

You cannot. There is no escape. We are all trapped here, doomed to live out our too-long lives in this wretched eternity of spreadsheets and paperwork.

[ask-toa-hahli]

Why would he tell me all this now? This was the last thing I needed to worry about right now. Why is this even happening? I..I…I think need to find someone to talk to…

[ask-sahmad]

You were there for me in a dark time. It’s the least I can do to help you in return.

[ask-toa-hahli]

Thank you, your offer is appreciated. Though I am distressed, I’m not exactly in a dark place, if that makes any difference to you.

[ask-sahmad]

Not at all. Now, I’m a little rusty on the subject of romance, but I like to think I can still give some advice. Are you comfortable talking about it yet?

[ask-toa-hahli]

This doesn’t deal with romance.

This deals with my teammate doing and telling me something, that I might lose his friendship over. Not to mention what this could even do to our team that’s already struggling and doesn’t need to be shaken up again. I’m trying to protect the matoran and find a way to reunite my Toa brothers, and I get this pushed on me. On top of this, I’m not even sure if the whole incident is against the Toa code or not.

It feels almost like everything is constantly working against me…

[ask-sahmad]

Hmm. On second thought, this might be a little out of my league, since I haven't been on a "team" in over 100,000 years. I'm not sure I even remember what it means to work with someone instead of against them.

All I can offer is this: do you think your teammate has the maturity to reflect on his actions and consider the big picture? If so, what you've got to do is come clean with him and talk it through. Find a balance that works for you. If not...

If not, I'd say get a new teammate.

[ask-toa-hahli]

Why would he tell me all this now? This was the last thing I needed to worry about right now. Why is this even happening? I..I…I think need to find someone to talk to…

[ask-sahmad]

You were there for me in a dark time. It’s the least I can do to help you in return.

[ask-toa-hahli]

Thank you, your offer is appreciated. Though I am distressed, I’m not exactly in a dark place, if that makes any difference to you.

[ask-sahmad]

Not at all. Now, I'm a little rusty on the subject of romance, but I like to think I can still give some advice. Are you comfortable talking about it yet?

[ask-toa-hahli]

Why would he tell me all this now? This was the last thing I needed to worry about right now. Why is this even happening? I..I…I think need to find someone to talk to…

[ask-sahmad]

You were there for me in a dark time. It's the least I can do to help you in return.

[ask-sahmad]

I know it's not much. I know it can't heal your violent death, or my eternity of solitude. But it's safe, and it's calm, and it's peaceful... and it will endure.

I wasn't sure what to write. I knew it wasn't going to be a Wall of History. I could write for the rest of my days about everything I loved about you, but that love was for us, not for posterity. I just... I just needed some way to know that, even when we've both slipped into the coils of oblivion, there will be something there to commemorate us.

So there you have it. It's nothing, really. Just a rock decorated with some garlands of flowers, just a few words etched in a stone in a quiet grove. But it's what I have.

I love you, Sevimli. I always have. Even when I was drowning in my own darkness and suffering, I still kept a part of my withered heart alive to remember you. And I miss you, more than anything else I have lost in this long, long life.

Wish you were here.

- Sahmad

[exorcist-on-paws-blog]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

[azelfandfriends-deactivated2021]

[ask-sahmad]

I feel a great disturbance in the force

As if someone, somewhere in the BIONICLE RP community, had become consumed by angst and self-loathing even more than I...

I feel... disgraced...

[darkhunterlariska]

Actually Tracker, I will admit that is a good question, a very good question.

Where the hell is Phantom?

And now that has been brought to my attention, I will have that looked into.

Of course…you will still have to be punished…To the fullest extent…

[ask-sahmad]

*whistles innocuously*

[spookywarmlight-deactivated2014]

Doing a survey. Reblog if you are a "Just Wing It" role player. No planning or plotting is needed. Nor permission to make a starter just for you.