One thing I love about TFS is how it’s de-flanderizing cayde. he was effectively reduced into hee hee ha ha funny man despite the fact that he is riddled with this quiet tragedy that’s finally being brought to the forefront. And I see ppl claiming to be cayde enjoyers balking at how he is in TFS. like not to sound like an elitist or a gatekeeper but like. you cannot call yourself a cayde enjoyer if you refuse to engage with his actual lore and character outside of being flanderized by both the community and even bungie themselves. like. fake fans ffs
Bobole shown in natural patterns, with a kula and a sloman silhouette for reference.
The second most widespread domesticated predator the slomen have would be the rounder than round big-maw.
They come from temperate climates, where they roam the forests, eating animals of many sizes (usually based on pack size). Most often, they are seen in pairs (commonly of siblings), but this rule isn't unbreakable. Sometimes, packs reach over 6 members that stay together for a long period of time before they eventually separate into smaller groups. This adaptability might be why their domestication came quite naturally. From the bobole's point of view, slomen might have been great hunting buddies.
Bobole are intelligent hunters that rely on visualizing the path of their prey more than on communication between members. This makes them both adaptable and stubborn when working in bigger groups or with slomen. The usual strategy is for one individual to stay low, watching the target, while others chase it in the other's direction. The unmoving bobola waits for the moment the target is close enough to strike it. In case it fails, the one chasing will still be available on the other side to mayhaps save the hunt.
With smaller prey, they can be useful chasing the target for slomen too. But with their stubborn attitude toward their technique, it's more common for them to help keep the watch on prey and track it.
In an active hunt, the slomen direct the bigger prey to the usually-larger-breed bobola to deal the first hit, keeping the animal in grasp for a person to kill it with a weapon.
Some breeds are very territorial. For this, you will rarely see them in Ciwa, where you could consider them outlawed. Not because they could hurt a person, but because a kula could be at risk. The sacred feral population must live on.
Unlike a dog, bobolas are not as flexible to train. Little funny tricks are meant for a kula. These orbs are loyal and follow direction, but they take a lot of time to do their natural behaviors in ways most useful for people.
The easiest is for them to protect family members from threats, which is why many cultures have at least one devoted to the household kids and follow them on their mischievous journeys even when they sneak around the adults. Of course, one must establish what a threat is early on. Nobody wants an anxious bobola who bites their aunt.
In some regions, if you were to visit a village, chances are you would see them sitting by every third settlement, either sleeping or watching you. Sellers might even take them to the markets to keep thieves away.
Now, you might find these orbicular animals somewhat similar to the put-tut, but they are hardly related. Bobola are actually genetically closer to the 'slomland' bird than to slomen themselves. Just like with the raptorial shape before the mammal overtaking on earth, the upright biped is popular with convergent evolution. However, since vertebrates of the continent don't have true tails to balance them horizontally, most bipedal animals here keep their head high.
This creature has been pretty much designed for a looong time now, but I never got to actually rendering it.
Introducing the protagonists for Inheritor. Mech pilots from opposing factions who reluctantly end up working together.
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Finally we have some faces for this setting! Not one of these guys is having a normal time. There's technically a fourth but I'm saving him for later. More info about each individual pilot below, for the curious.
TURNER
Turner is unpopular among her fellow soldiers. As a teen she and a fellow cadet tried to desert the army, but they were caught and as punishment their God forced one of them to kill the other to prove their loyalty. Turner chose to kill her friend because she didn't want to be the one to die, earning her her callsign and reputation as a back-stabber. She was made to serve as an executioner, disposing of prisoners of war and traitors. Eventually she was transferred to the Navigation Corps. She uses sonar to chart safe pathways through Hevspace's perilous weather.
Turner is difficult to get along with. She's stiff and uptight, focused on nothing but service to her Church. She's still intent on proving her loyalty, wearing it like a shield against her guilt. Beneath her emotional walls she's a terrified mess who still believes she's a coward.
SMOKEY
Lieutenant General Smokey goes to great lengths to prove his worthiness. Originally a scout, he has spent his entire life climbing the ranks in an effort to gain equal footing with his Church's High Corps. His ideas are often brushed off despite the great lengths he goes to carry out the Seer's orders. He's what most heritors would call a tryhard. He's not afraid to push others down to get what he wants, harbouring an 'every man for himself' mentality.
MATCHSTICK
Matchstick is one of the unfortunate pilots serving in the Church of The Advance, enduring especially dangerous and grim conditions to develop their latest new weapons. She's a part of a salvage crew who siphon fuel and recover vessel parts from battlefields. Matchstick is paranoid about losing her autonomy, using humour and levity to cope with her own powerlessness. She enjoys getting a rise out of other people.
Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.
have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.
and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.
black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.
if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.
This is Juneteenth.
white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.
Look I love unconditional devotion love stories as much as the next person, but there's really something so deliciously raw about conditional devotion.
I have served you and I have loved you for decades, but I will not give up my principles for you. You cut out part of my heart and took it with you down that path that you insist on walking, but you walk it alone. Even when the bleeding, gaping hole you left in my chest kills me, I will not follow you.
blocking tip: you don't have to wait to have a negative interaction with someone to block them. you can block them without ever interacting with them. I can't tell you how many times I've seen someone being rude to someone else and preemptively blocked them
reblogging a funny low note count textpost on your dash made by your mutual's mutual kinda feels like walking up to two strangers on the street and laughing loudly at their joke
