Post by Cuetlon Omeic on Jul 28, 2009 4:34:27 GMT
The Roleplayer
NAME: Jamie L.
GENDER: Female
AGE: 21
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: 5 years. Mostly on MUDS and e-mail roleplay games. It's been about a year and half since I've played, though, so I'm probably rusty. Bear with me please.
OTHER CHARACTERS: No one else.
HOW YOU FOUND US: Oddly enough, the StumbleUpon toolbar I downloaded in Firefox. >.<
Cuetlon Omeic
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
- Blackfoot Indian Proverb
NAME: Jamie L.
GENDER: Female
AGE: 21
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: 5 years. Mostly on MUDS and e-mail roleplay games. It's been about a year and half since I've played, though, so I'm probably rusty. Bear with me please.
OTHER CHARACTERS: No one else.
HOW YOU FOUND US: Oddly enough, the StumbleUpon toolbar I downloaded in Firefox. >.<
Cuetlon Omeic
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
- Blackfoot Indian Proverb
Character Basics
NICKNAMES: Cuetlon, Cuet (both are pronounced like Qwait)
AGE: 16
GROUP: Student
YEAR: Year 11
BIRTHDAY: April 23
GENDER: Male
PLAY-BY:Navajo Dancer, Courtesy of the Mesa Verde Navajo Tribeappearance
Cuetlon is what most would refer to as a "standard indian." His long coal black hair and Native American complexion do nothing to dispel that statement. Although his father's genes are no doubt the dominant ones, a deeper look at his face will reveal his mother's soft side that shows through in a few places. Large rounded earth colored eyes accent what would otherwise be his hard facial profile. Also noticeable is his mother's facial shape. No matter how much he has tried to cover it, his rounded face with his very delicately defined neck and throat give him far more of a feminine look than he would care to admit. His larger frame and muscular outline tell the many stories of his life. One particular story is especially noticeable in the form of a four inch scar across his chest (see history). Although he currently has no other markings aside from his scar, Cuetlon plans to cover his upper chest and back with the symbols of his heritage upon reaching 18, where he will undergo a coming of age ceremony.Personality
Being raised as Native has definitely left its mark upon Cuetlon. His value system, mannerisms, and beliefs are all very centered around what his parents taught him to refer to as "The Earth Mother." A deep reverence for nature and the natural beauty of its abundant forms are always observed by him as he moves through life. After living in the city for the latter part his high school years, however, Cuetlon has learned not to be to forceful of the issue around others. Like most teens, he enjoys the comeradery of a few close friends and several acquaintances. This love of people has been the source of more than a few misunderstandings, though. Cuetlon tends to try to become extremely close with new people in a brief period of time, most likely because of the closeness he experienced with his fellow tribe children. He always takes care to treat his elders with an almost exaggerated sense of respect as he was taught by his parents. After being in the city for a while, he picked up several new interests which he now takes part in, although most certainly misunderstanding a majority of them. He became an avid fan of what he refers to as "goal ball" (soccer) as soon as he saw his first match. Its name came from his then broken understanding of the English language, which only allowed him to understand the announcer's loud outcry of 'GOOOOALLLLLL!' when one was scored. He has since taken up playing it and understanding the rules of it, one day, hoping to use it as another way to meet people, and maybe a girlfriend. He has also become infatuated with English music. Compared to the melodic sounds of flutes, drums, and chants that he was used to, English music seems to be a world away with its louder lyrics, guitars, drums, and cheering fans. He was also particularly interested in the reaction that music has on the English speakers which comes as a stark contrast to the ceremonial roots he is used to.
Although he tries to be as "normal" as he can, Cuetlon has a tendency to come off as awkward when trying to fit in with other children. He works on this trait quite often, and he cannot stand having it pointed out. Almost anything that would distinguish him from the crowd makes him instantaneously uncomfortable, and he will do his best to shoo past it or ignore it completely in public. At the end of the day, he tends to review his actions and look for better ways to react to situations should they arise again. An instant way to provoke him is to remind him of his early teen years, where he was mocked and jeered because of his differences. Doing so is one of few ways that would ever make Cuet violent. Otherwise, he is a pretty hard person to anger, instead preferring to avoid confrontations and debates. As much as he may ignore it, this leads back into his parent's strict raising of him where he was taught to respect the "..kinship of all creatures both friendly and non."
As one may have surmised, Cuetlon's main goal is just to fit into English society. While he does have pride in his heritage and roots, he also wants to make sure that he modernizes them while at the Academy. His current career goal is undecided, although he has given a great deal of thought to becoming a translator and representative who works with both Natives and other races to reach treaties and agreements. He feels that doing so will allow him to strike the perfect balance of his Native past and his English future. Not that he would ever admit it, but he also hopes that it will make is parents consider him the man he is, rather than the boy that left his village.family & history
FATHER: Acatzin Omeic, First Hunter, Blackfoot Tribe
MOTHER: Cuetzin Omeic, Second Medicine Woman, Shawnee Tribe
SIBLINGS: Izquitl, 6, Sister
OTHER FAMILY: Grandmother Totontli, Grandfather Chiuhtli. Both deceased.
HISTORY:
Cuetlon was born to his nomadic village of Sacred Springs when it was traveling across the South American Monte Desert. Wildly consider a miracle by his Elders, he was the only child to be born not breathing and then be revived. Because of his tribe's traditional non-use of medicine, most members considered him to be given the gift of breath by Earth Mother so that he may fulfill a great purpose in his life. His parents took care to remind him of this often during his early years. Like most children in the village, Cuetlon avidly enjoyed the outdoors and learning the skills that would one day feed him and his family as an adult. By age 6, he had learned to fish with a cane pole for feeder fish in the few oases in the desert. He took great pride in catching the tiny things, which he made sure to show off to anyone who would listen. This earned him the nickname "Little Peacock" from his grandparents, who would tell him to "..keep your feathers down and be quietly grateful to the Earth that feeds you." To this day, those who know him best still call him Peacock to heckle him, much to his shurgrin. Lessons and sayings like this were a backbone in his early childhood. He would often complain of hearing the Elders of the village tell him the same things over and over, but a quick reminder from his father, or a stern look from his mother made sure to make that he sat still and made sure they sank in. "Cuetlon, listen to the ancient knowledge of your people so that you may one day share that wisdom with your children and keep our traditions strong in the face of the new sun," he would often hear over dinner. Though he never wanted children in his mind, he made sure to pay better attention when an Elder spoke so that he would show the reverence due them as was the way of his people.
When he was 10, the face of his tribe was changed forever by modernization and illegal activities on the South American continent. In just a few years, the hot desert filled with wildlife and small puddles of water morphed into the edges of suburban housing neighborhoods and tourist attractions. This was nothing new for the nation, which had moved away from it every time it came near, but this time was different. Rather than just letting the Natives leave, the settlers began to take an interest in them. While trying to be cordial at first, it was quickly outlined that this interest was no longer welcomed when the issue became the children of the tribe. Like most "civilized" groups, the South Americans thought the children were being done a disservice by not being educated in public school systems. The tension of this subject kept growing, until one day, it reached a breaking point when the settlers became more forceful with their argument. They threatened to overrun the tribe and forcefully place the children in homes where they would be taught more civilized living that would be most useful in the modern world. As much as they may have protested, the tribe knew that the technological advantage and societal advantage belonged to the settlers. In what was referred to by the Chief as The Civilized Mourning, the tribe modified its way of life. Gone were the days of roaming through the desert, fishing in the water, and building homes from only what they could find in nature. Instead, they were forced to adapt and learn to build plywood homes and learn to farm to survive. This didn't set well with anyone in the nation, but Cuetlon's father took it the hardest. Instead of hunting as he had been taught as a child and passing the proud tradition to his children, he was sewing seeds in the Earth and tending them each day.
This drastic change also came to Cuetlon in the way of his education. Overnight, he went from making surviving his education to trying to learn to read and write. He and the group of children from his group that went to the English school were the butt of many jokes and lots of extra remedial classes from his teachers and fellow students. One particular child, Joshua, was an especially strong thorn in their side. His constant ribbing and berating continued for their first year of school and began to get to a bully situation in his second. Though he tried to just ignore it, he was no longer able to when Josh came to class one day wearing a feather in his hair and dancing in circles, mocking his mother, which everyone had heard was a medicine-woman. "Look at me! I'm Cuet's mother.. If I get sick, I'll rub leaves on my body!" he chanted to the excitement of the children. Cuetlon lunged at him and the two violently struggled on the floor in a circle of people. Though he was small, his harder living life gave him an incredible strength and speed advantage over Josh. As Cuetlon rained fist after fist onto his face, rage coursed through his body. All was going well until Josh, obviously unable to fight fair pulled out his pocket knife and engaged him again. Though Josh was just trying to intimidate Cuetlon, bad went to worse as Cuet managed to get shoved toward him by one of the children in the crowd. His body slid across the tip of the knife leaving a four inch gash in his left pectoral. Finally, the teachers showed up and broke the fight up, and after being stitched up in the nurses office, both boys found themselves expelled for the year.
What he met at home surprised him. Instead of the pride he expected to see in his parents face, he found anger and disappointment. "Cuetlon.." they said "no matter the reason, no man shall harm his brother." He didn't understand his parents passiveness, but over time, he conformed to it. During this year, he was also surprised to find that he was going to be an older brother. His father used this news to help mature Cuetlon more quickly. He sat with him day after day, making sure to remind him of his past lessons and also asking him to make sure to teach the way of the South Americans to his sister so that she would settle into the new society easier. Though he was still new to them, he promised his father that he would and would always take care of his sister. This newfound maturity highlighted his early teen years, which saw him returning to the school. He buckled down and focused more on his studies and fitting in with the South Americans. Although his parents were saddened to see some of the old ways dying, they were also secretly proud of the adaptability that their son showed. Soon, he had new friends, listened to new music, and played new games. He always did, however, make sure to still listen to the old stories of the Elders and honor Mother Earth how he had been taught. His hybridization of the South American and Nation's ways made him popular among both the tribe's children and a few of the South American children. He now focuses on modifying and teaching this combination of societies to the members of his tribe, which he currently believes is the reason Earth Mother gave him his breath.dream form
Cuetlon's dream form, is not surprisingly, related to his Native history. The first time he awakened in the dream world, he was surprised to find himself in regalia that his parents had only just described to him as "Spirit Dancer" clothing. A full headdress, ornately covered with the feathers of eagles and beads in varying colors representing the different elements of Earth Mother sat powerfully on top of his head. His long black hair had been replaced by a short black ponytail, which was covered in the matching beads. His body was all but bare minus a loincloth around his waist. He blushed in embarrassment, but also couldn't help but be proud as he recognized the symbol that was emblazoned on the front of the buffalo hide. A large brown falcon adorned the front, clearly announcing him as a leader and passionate cause motivator. Around his wrists and ankles were small ties of rope in differing colors, and his feet were covered with bell-laden moccasins. Though he doesn't quite understand the meaning of his form, he is sure it is all a part of Earth Mother's goal for him to be the bridge between the Natives and the South Americans. He refers to his dream form as a "spirit journey."
