#Charum

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I have drawn little guys

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The Ancient Past, Timeline. transcribed from the Halo Encyclopedia.

[truethingss]

Chapters: 3/5 Fandom: Halo (Video Games) & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Yprin Yprikushma, Vict (Original Character), Nue (Original Character), Ziorin (Original Character), Zhaleh Athiri (Original Character), Knights of Yafa (The Old Faith), Gorgons (The Old Faith), Gamayun (The Old Faith), Original Forerunner Character(s), The Forerunners (Halo), The Ancestors (Halo) Additional Tags: The Old Faith, Charum Hakkor, Human-Forerunner War Series: Part 4 of The Ancestors (Halo), Part 3 of Planet Myths Summary:

The final battle began, the end of humanity would not be a whimper, but a roar, and the universe will know their final stand.

And the Reclaimers will too.

[wonderwafles]

Star and Song

For the Cruelty and Creativity Forerunner Saga fandom exchange! :) This one's for @cappurrccino!

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Lifeworkers. On Charum Hakkor.

This message was sent to him through his personal armor, delivered so quietly it might as well have come through the Domain.

But no. There was his classmate, Turning-in-Great-Orbit, making a barely perceptible gesture at him.

Two fingers, held out for a moment, and then pulled back. Childish… but Shadow-of-Sundered-Star understood, for a moment.

He was eating human-prepared food and looking out over a great Precursor arch, arrayed with lights like a festival hall. Around him were his classmates from the War College, permitted what the faculty called cultural enrichment and what most of the young Warriors around him called “vacation.”

The humans of Charum Hakkor had welcomed them only warily, Shadow understood. Occasionally he would catch a glimpse of one watching him, either marveling at his alien - yet remarkably familiar - physique, or perhaps wondering what kind of danger he posed.

Humans were remarkably xenophobic, but in this case Shadow couldn’t help but admit he would be doing the same thing, should a warrior-people half again as big as the tallest example of his species suddenly arrive on his front door.

And now, he was doing something similar as he caught sight of a rate other than his own for the first time in some years.

Lifeworkers tended to be lithe, being out in the field almost as much as Warriors were, and though their height was not impressive, there was something still imposing about them (although Shadow would not admit this to his classmates).

They were used to their field being shorted and reduced in importance for some time now. Shadow supposed they would need to be able to hold their own, in their own way.

“What are they doing here?” he asked himself.

“What are you doing here?” someone replied.

The Didact whirled, and reached for a weapon he did not have, but managed at the last second to make his motion look… somewhat natural.

For before him was a fully armored Forerunner, wearing a plain-ly designed suit with rounded joints and an interesting repeating pattern around the midriff.

He got the sense she was not fooled by his last minute save.

“What am I doing here?” he repeated. “I am a student with the War College. On leave.”

“I see. So am I. Not with the War College.”

“I guessed not.”

Before the moment extended into awkwardness, she made a somewhat imperfect Warrior salute; customary when trying to show respect to someone of a different rate.

In turn, he performed the Lifeworker's gesture for her… somewhat imperfectly.

“I am First-Light-Weaves-Living-Song,” she said. “I did not expect to see Warriors here.”

“I did not expect to see Lifeworkers here,” he said.

First-Light-Weaves-Living-Song found this amusing, in some way. Shadow remembered himself only a few minutes too late.

“I am Shadow-of-Sundered-Star,” he said.

The other Forerunner inclined her head. To another, it might have seemed cold, but coming from her, there was nothing particularly cold or warm about it. She accepted this information with languid.

“What are you doing here?” he repeated, hoping he did not sound rude.

To his surprise, she took the chair opposite him. A few Warriors sent shocked signals to his armor, but he quickly muted them. Somehow, as soon as this Lifeworker showed up, he was not paying attention in the slightest to his cohort.

“I am lecturing here,” she said. “My masters gave me the opportunity to speak on San’Shyuum archeaophysiology, which I am grateful for.”

“That sounds fascinating,” he said.

“I’m sure.”

She cocked her head at him. “Do you mind if I join you? I am starving, and I wanted to have something to eat before I spoke in front of at least a hundred Lifeworkers, humans, and San’Shyuum for the first time.”

She admitted this freely. Shadow liked that about her… although he couldn’t but feel an overactive suspicion come alive once again at this request.

“Of course,” he said. “But why me?”

He tried the blunt approach. He got the sense she was someone who appreciated blunt.

He was rewarded when she cocked her head again; that strange languid nature coming to the fore in tandem with it. “No other free tables,” she said, and shrugged; a remarkably human gesture.

“Do I not count?” he asked, gently teasing.

“Every other table here has two or more Warrior students at it to my one, which are odds I find intolerable. I guessed you would be better company without one of your sophomoric friends around.”

Was she teasing back? He couldn’t tell. Either way, at the mention of “sophomoric friends,” he couldn’t stop himself from making eye contact with Orbit, who made another childish gesture.

“I appreciate the company,” he said politely.

First-Light-Weaves-Living-Song looked down at his plate, and Shadow followed with his gaze. All of a sudden, he realized that on his plate was meat. Technically, he was not supposed to be eating it, but Warriors tended to take the taboo less seriously, and amongst humans there was no taboo at all. He was deeply curious what human prepared flesh would taste like, but now felt an intense embarrassment rush through him.

“I won’t tell if you don’t,” she said; and like that, the embarrassment was gone, replaced by a nearly manic amusement. He felt the urge to laugh, as humans did, but forced it down.

They ate together. She did not have meat, but Shadow did not feel as though she disapproved of his choice. Indeed, he got the sense that she was curious herself… although he didn’t push her.

As she made ready to leave, Shadow felt an obscure disappointment, quickly tempered when she looked back at him.

“The lecture is free,” she said. “You could attend if you want. It’s at the Amphitheatre in this district, in one local hour.”

For the first time, Shadow thought he recognized a kind of vulnerability in this request. Unless it was just him… she wanted him to come. Although she hid it well.

“I…” he looked back at his classmates. Although they were on leave, it was required of each Warrior to report to barracks before the local night began, so long as they were on foreign soil. For some reason, this explanation stuck in his throat.

The Lifeworker took this in stride. If there was any disappointment, she did not show it. “Of course. I had forgotten about your curfew,” she said. “My apologies. It was a pleasure, Star.”

He looked up at that, the urge to laugh again at his lips. But she had turned, and was making her way down the corridor to the main street.

Star? No one called him that. But then, informal usename conventions were somewhat different among Lifeworkers… so he’d been told.

Informal usenames. For peers, family… friends.

He felt something warm blossom within him.

…

It was the longest two hours of his life, full of terms he had never heard before and science he barely understood. There were refreshments, but it was all made up of food unsuitable for Warrior stomachs and more human meat, which, as it turned out, did not precisely agree with him.

Still, as First-Light-Weaves-Living-Song took the stage, he couldn’t look away. Her delivery was graceful, even when he didn’t understand, and her stamina for such a long and (to his eyes) grueling task seemed boundless.

When they finished, there was space for questions, but Shadow did not raise his hand, feeling more nervous than before his last placement match against Bitterness.

Instead, he followed the Lifeworkers behind the stage, as the attending people milled about, and eventually found her.

A few other Lifeworkers surrounding her parted, seemingly shocked by a Warrior’s presence, and she looked up at him. Briefly, her face was still with surprise, and then — to his endless and eternal joy, when he looked back on it later, even in the depths of his misery — she smiled.

“You came,” she said, quietly.

He made another awkward Lifeworker salute to her. “It was my pleasure,” he said, and then paused, considering… “Weaves.”

The group was silent. Shadow dearly wished they were not present.

Then, First-Light-Weaves-Living-Song raised a flask of root wine, the presence of which only made him like her more. “Thank you, Of,” she replied. The ghost of a smile on her face.

And Shadow fell in love.

[doom-dreaming]

Halo Terminal Archive Post

Halo: Combat Evolved 01 - The Pillar of Autumn 02 - Halo 03 - Truth and Reconciliation 04 - The Silent Cartographer 05 - Assault on the Control Room 06 - 343 Guilty Spark 07 - The Library 08 - Two Betrayals 09 - Keyes 10 - The Maw 11 - Threshold

Halo 2 Anniversary 01 - Target Profile 02 - Honor Bound 03 - Particular Justice 04 - Heresy Indeed 05 - Containment 06 - Will of the Prophets 07 - Unequal Union 08 - Taming the Hunters 09 - Divine Inspiration 10 - Unggoy Rebellion 11 - Age of Doubt 12 - The Great Schism 13 - False Journey 14 - Beholden 15 - Unyielding

Halo 4 00 - Jul 'Mdama 01 - War 02 - Lord of Admirals 03 - Charum Hakkor 04 - Flood 05 - Knights 06 - Justice 07 - Cryptum

[kaanozer]

Ötekinin, Borges'in başından geçiyor olaylar. Ben Buenos Aires'te yürürken bir bina girişine, camlı bir kapıya bakmak için, belki de farkında olmadan duraklıyorum; Borges'in haberlerini postadan alıyorum, adını profesörler üçlüsünde ya da yaşamöyküsü sözlüklerinde görüyorum. Kum saatlerini, haritaları, 18. yüzyılın tipografyasını, kökenbilimi, kahvenin tadını ve Stevenson'un metinlerini severim; öteki Borges de bunları yeğler, ama bir tür kendini beğenmişlikle bütün bunları bir oyuncunun nitelikleri olarak görür. İlişkimizin düşmanca olduğunu söylemek abartılı olur; ben yaşıyorum, kendimi yaşamın akışına bırakıyorum ki öteki Borges edebiyatını örebilsin; bu edebiyat benim yaşam nedenim. Birkaç geçerli sayfa yazmayı başardığını itiraf etrnemde bir sakınca yok, ama bu sayfalar beni kurtaramaz, böyle oluşu belki de iyi olanın artık kimsenin, öteki Borges'in bile malı olmamasından, anlatım diline ve geleneklere ait olmasından dolayıdır. Bunun dışında, benim yazgım kesin olarak kaybolmak, ancak bazı anlarım öteki Borges'te yaşamını sürdürebilir. Her ne kadar o sapkının bozmak ve büyütmek alışkanlığı olduğunu bilsem de yavaş yavaş her şeyi ona bırakıyorum. Spinoza bütün varlıkların kendi varlığında direndiğini biliyordu, taş sonsuza dek taş, kaplan sonsuza dek kaplan olarak kalmak ister. Ben Borges olarak kalmak istiyorum, kendim (tabii ki eğer birisiysem) olarak değil; her ne kadar kendimi onun kitaplarında öteki kitaplarda ya da bir gitarın tıngırtısında bulduğum kadar bulamasam da. Yıllar önce ondan kurtulmayı denedim ve kenar mahalle mitolojisinden zaman ve sonsuzluk gibi konulara geçtim, ama bunlar şimdi artık Borges'in oldu; yeni bir şeyler düşünmeliyim. İşte böyle, yaşamım bir kaçış, her şeyi yitiriyorum, her şey unutulan geçmişe ya da ötekine ait.

Bu satırları hangimizin yazdığını bilmiyorum.

Jorge Luis Borges Yaratan

Çevirenler: Peral Bayaz Charum, Ayşe Nihal Akbulut

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Jotoi Badha Asuk Sokha Hat Charum Na | Sokha Tor Mohon Rupe | Tui Holu M...

[warverse]

Gotta love me some ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*pride✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

[thedailyexcelsior]

Urs Khalifa Charum Hazrat Ali Celebrated at Hazratbal

Urs Khalifa Charum Hazrat Ali Celebrated at Hazratbal

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Too many progenitor races halo reddit

#TOO MANY PROGENITOR RACES HALO REDDIT SERIES#

The Flood no longer infected humans and instead began to rapidly die out, with both humans and Forerunners sterilizing the remaining infestations. Īfter a certain point, the Flood's rampage throughout human territory stopped. They also inquired the Primordial about the Flood the answers they received were so traumatizing that many committed suicide. Instead, the being revealed disconcerting truths about humanity's origins this was believed by some to have caused the demoralization of human culture and thus contributed to their defeat against the Forerunners. Human researchers found a way to communicate with the entity, asking in vain for answers to various scientific or moral questions, receiving no useful responses. Under Yprin Yprikushma's orders, this being, known as the Primordial, was placed in a stasis capsule and transported to Charum Hakkor for study. In 107,564 BCE, forty years before the last conflict between humanity and the Forerunners, a human expeditionary group encountered an ancient being held in hibernation on a planet near the galaxy's edges. The resulting conflicts lasted for a thousand years. Nevertheless, the Forerunners responded violently to this aggression and waged war with the humans and their San'Shyuum allies. After losing many planets to the Flood humanity desperately invaded a minor sector of the Forerunners' ecumene, ostensibly in an attempt to seize new territory to replace the worlds they had lost, though at least some instances of this seeming aggression were in fact humanity sterilizing worlds where Flood infestation had already taken hold. This civilization encountered the Flood by 108,764 BCE at the latest and went to war against the parasite after discovering its true nature. Human and Forerunner forces battle on Charum Hakkor. At their height, humanity's technological advancement nearly rivaled that of the Forerunners. Humanity also formed an alliance with the San'Shyuum species in order to gain access to their advanced technology. Īfter recovering from their dark ages, humanity made the former Precursor world Charum Hakkor their capital, to be close to one of the greatest collections of Precursor structures. They first settled in and built up population centers in two star systems dozens of lightyears away from Sol before stringing outposts together across nearly thirty thousand lightyears toward the galactic margin of the galaxy. Around 150,000 BCE humanity moved their civilization outward along the Orion Arm, possibly to flee Forerunner control. It was not until much later when scientists led by Yprin Yprikushma traced humanity's potential origin to Earth.

#TOO MANY PROGENITOR RACES HALO REDDIT SERIES#

Early in their history, long before encountering the Forerunners, humanity underwent a series of technological dark ages, which left their populations scattered across many worlds and resulted in the loss of most of their records, including the knowledge of Earth being their potential original homeworld. These early humans settled on numerous worlds along the galactic margin these regions would be targeted by the Flood's initial assault over a million years later. Having presumably evolved and achieved civilization on Earth, originally known as "Erda" or "Erde-Tyrene", humanity first became a spacefaring civilization at some point prior to 1,100,000 BCE. This civilization allied with the contemporary San'Shyuum and later waged war against the Flood, only to come into conflict with the Forerunners they ultimately suffered a disastrous defeat against the Forerunners and were subsequently regressed into hunter-gatherers, confined to their ancient homeworld. Members of the most predominant human species of this era (retroactively known as "ancient humans" and scientifically designated archeohomina ) were on average larger, stronger, and significantly more intelligent than modern humans. Over a hundred thousand years later, the Librarian would tell John-117 that they were the greatest threat ever faced by the Forerunners. Having first achieved interstellar travel over a million years earlier and colonized planets across the Orion Arm toward the galactic border, humans became a major political and military power rivaling the Forerunners indeed, the Didact considered them the second greatest military power and the latest challenge to Forerunner influence. The Ancestors or Ancient humanity were a prehistoric, technologically advanced civilization of the human species that rose to preeminence in the Milky Way galaxy by approximately 150,000 BCE. " Once, we were one great race, united in power and concerted in our goals." - Forthencho

[devilsden66]

Black hat and my OC Charum

[spottednova]

Charum got himself officially in as part of the Azul Defenders, good job lil guy

[monitorchakas]

Soooooooo my animal crossing island

Should I name it after a real island? I'm thinking Cayo Aurora ( also known as Gilligan's Island)

Or should I continue my tradition from New Leaf (my town was named Marontik) and call it Djamonkin Crater? (Which is an ISLAND TOOO HAHSHAHSHA)

Asfgd I probably didn't spell this right...

[doom-dreaming]

Halo 4 - Terminal 03: Charum Hakkor

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Charum Deceae

Local forest gremlin.

Devourer of frogs.