#Project Phoenix

[karagin22]

[stray-cat-with-internet-access]

In the name of Eywa, what is happening here

[kings-evil]

uwu

[phoenixrenegade]

Origin Story: Daniel Tanner

(aka: the origin story for the ex-Cerberus Vanguard ME3MP/RP character I created ages ago as I stumbled into a group of lifelong friends entirely by accident.)

Porsgrunn is a shithole. Humanity found the solar system, found the Relay, found the stars. Found the fucking Turians, which went great. Humanity found the Citadel, and the galaxy.

And of all the colony worlds humanity chose to take for itself, the Tanner family chose some backwater shithole in the ass end of the Terminus Systems. Mom, Dad, and little David, off on their great adventure into the unknown so they could make their fortune. That went great too.

David was doted on as the eldest. The one with the most promise, they thought, showering him with the best schooling and tutors and books. Then came Daniel. He was more energetic where David was reserved, playful where David was serious. Everything their parents said compared the two against each other instead of encouraging them to get close, so they bickered, then argued, then fought. Petty words turned to shouting matches, turned to fistfights. Split knuckles and stitches, that defined their relationship.

Hannah was an accident. Oops, they knew they should have taken care of that right away after Daniel. Now in addition to a brilliant son and a pain in the ass, they had a baby to look after.

David wanted little to do with her at first and when their parents were busy working Daniel was the one who got stuck with her. That suited all of them just fine – the boys weren’t fighting, and that’s all they cared about. As she grew older, insatiably curious and wanting to explore, it took both boys to keep track of her. They struggled to keep up with her desire to learn, to know. David pulled out his old books, the videos, games, puzzles. Daniel took her on hikes, climbing trees, boulders, chasing each other through the hilly woods near town.

David graduated high school. He had a scholarship to the best universities, on Earth and elsewhere, and pissed off his parents by rejecting all of them in favor of joining the Alliance military as an engineer.

Daniel was left to take care of Hannah, so he gave her as much love as he could manage. Bandaged up her knees when she fell, answered questions he didn’t entirely understand himself, made sure she ate. Hid her when the batarians attacked, again and again, wanting to take away from the humans the world they didn’t even want for themselves.

Daniel listened to the people in the town square while Hannah climbed trees with the other kids. Heard them talk about protecting humanity, doing what was necessary, since the Alliance was too busy kissing Council-race asses to care about the backwater colony worlds. Hardworking colonists deserved protection too, they said, and someone had to step up. Would he be one of them?

He started teaching Hannah other things. How to patch up her own skinned knees, look up the answers to her questions, taught her how to cook. How to talk to their parents so they’d actually do something for her.

‘I don’t want you to go!’ she whispered one night, as he tucked her into bed. She was too old for it, really, but they both enjoyed the ritual of it.

‘Whatcha talking about, bug?’

‘You’re gonna leave, like David.’

He’d taught her too well, he supposed. ‘Yeah. There’s a group, soldiers. They protect people like us. Humanity. They always need strong kids like me to join them.’

‘Can I come with?’

He booped her nose. ‘You’re too little. When you’re older, like me, you can make your decision. Until then you need to stay here, stay safe. It’ll be okay.’

‘...okay.’

The day he graduated high school he skipped the ceremony. His parents weren’t there anyway, they’d already celebrated their star child’s graduation from the Alliance academy and were ‘too busy’ to attend. He didn’t care. His bags were already packed, and he headed to the spaceport after a tearful goodbye with his sister. He wrote her two letters before arriving at his destination.

The station sucked. Tests, tests, more tests. Blood samples, physical endurance activities, aptitude tests. Biotic abilities. Porsgrunn had a small amount of eezo in the atmosphere, and that was apparently enough. That was an exciting day, or so he was told, and he was moved to a different wing of the station; one with a huge, stylized phoenix emblazoned on the triple-bulkhead entrance door.

‘Welcome to your new life, kid,’ his escort said as he was brought to yet another medical office for yet another round of tests.

[proffesionalalpaca]

The Ash clans: The clan of exiles.

So a theory/idea that’s been floating around has been that the fire Na’vi/Ash clans are home to not just ash Na’vi, but are also penal colonies of some description. Wherein exiled or clan-less Na’vi may find sanctuary or ‘Uturu’ amongst the ash people, who apparently do not judge outcasts (said by Tsu’tey’s mother after they were exiled in the avatar comics- which i take with a grain of salt).

So my thoughts are that while the ash clans do readily except any clanless Na’vi who come to them, that does not mean that they will remain after the terms of their integration are laid bare.

Fire has a deep symbolic relationship with concepts of rebirth, burning away the old and breathing life into the new, like in the Phoenix (*side-eyes Quaritch*). So likely the ash clans initiate these refuge seekers via a trial by fire or some kind of symbolic rebirth into the clan, burning away any previously held affiliations, loyalties and ties to their former cultures & families, to then be reborn into the ash people’s way.

A way that likely does not follow Eywa or her laws, and thus finally renouncing their ties to Eywa herself.

That’s why I say that many outcasts may not stick around to be fully initiated as such a shift in ideology and way of life may be too much to ask. But desperation and a disillusionment of Eywa’s ways may have lead some into rejecting Eywa and the laws that lead to their exile.

If the fire clans are not bound by Eywa’s laws then we may see a more advanced Na’vi way of life more akin to the bronze or iron ages of humanity compared to the typical Palaeolithic age that most Na’vi adhere to. If true, then we could see some badass Na’vi Blacksmithing moments, hopefully extremely realistic and not movie-Blacksmithing.

Headcanon: just for funsies

Varang has designed her own firearm over the passed 10-15 years from hearing only descriptions of the sky-people’s weapons, leading her to design the first Na’vi firearm, after many, many & many failed attempts and near loss of fingers. Although fairly rudimentary it is extremely deadly and is what allowed her to rise to the position of Olo’eykte in her clan, after disposing of the previous leader in a rite of combat using her new weapon. (I imagine such rites require the combatants to only use weapons that they themselves have forged).

[zdogsbinder]

I get so excited when I see y'all wrote something new but it's either Recom x Recom/Recom x Na'vi or what I do find that's Recom x Human has pretty much woobiefied canon characters past the point of no return. Declawing them. And then I am let down. Hard.

The things I've seen done to Lyle. Urgh.

Guess I gotta make the content I wanna see in this fandom 😩

[dyingofcookies]

@ali3n-4rom-3rth @aanylah-101 @today-or-tumble​

[project-phoenix]

Hey all! This is mylo and ghosty the owner and co owner of Project Phoenix! We are a small project that could do with help! So if you like animation, voice acting or writing this for you! This project is about the main character Camron and his half demon half human self moving to a town called Foolshope where he meets his mates Zion, Olli and scarlet! And if you stay tuned maybe you will meet the villain…..

[o-crud]

Young Dell Conagher sketch for Project Phoenix

[mapas-fantasticos]

Map of Azuregard from Project Phoenix.

[zorossugarmama]

For the first time

A Drabble for my Project Pheonix Chronicles.

Word count: >1,000

Notes: Project Phoenix is an amalgamation of stories and shorts that portrays the life of 'Her' and her God Fenghuang.

I hope to make it a published series so... (and I'm being ambitious here) you get to read it here first <3

also a note: not only does this short explore the phenomena of her Gods willingness to extend respect, but it also explores the sheer magnitude of Luffy's character. Oda has created a character that is not only humble, but has a deep and unwavering disposition to fight for what he believes in. Her God can sense this and shows the respect rightfully so.

It also extends into my own personal life as well because when I started to watch One Piece I didn't really understand just how deeply it would impact me. I knew that I would love it, but to be this consumed with it was a surprise. I love One Piece. That being said I also think that this deep seeded love stems from the nature of our current world. Things are in disarray and our hope, our will, to fight so fiercely and come out of this mess on the other side somewhat unscathed, is where this love comes from.

The same can be said with my creation of 'Her' and her ability to reincarnate into different worlds and explore. I feel like I can't explore this world to the extent I wish of, for I have to live in the confines of our society. So to live vicariously though 'Her' is a freedom I hold dearly.

Creation is life. Creation is unequivocally us.

Just my thoughts :D

She had never bowed to anyone.

In the sixteen trillion, seven hundred and four billion, four hundred million, and forty two (16,704,400,000,042) lives she never once lowered herself to another.

Sure she had been forced to bow to lesser beings because it was either that or death but those did not count. What counted was her willingness.

So, it came as a surprise to her when her God shifted through the gates with ease and softly lowered her head, then her chest and torse to the ground.

The bow, it was so deep, so earnest in its presentation that she couldn’t help the shock whisper though her body like a foreign friend. As if this gesture was only held for one person in the entire known universes. Yet, he was no friend, he was an ally. Someone who marked himself with glory he did not understand yet.

His glory was a birthright. A promise etched into the blotches of the sun. A whispering truth that one day his glory would shroud him in light and smiles.

It was silent across the ship. No one spoke. Not even her Captain. For they knew the utter truth of her posture.

While the thief stuttered and gaped on with eyes of shining rivers of golden brown. She was trying to find the words to express just how confused she truly felt. Yet came up short. It was then that the man with the green haired swordsman stepped forwards but stopped himself short of touching her shoulder. He would never let his disrespect get in the way of this once in a lifetime experience.

It was then that the cook started bleeding profusely from his nose. Why it turned him on, she would never know. He too, sputtered and grasped for words that were not made for this world, yet he tried. Accompanying him a skeleton, as old as time itself watched, his ghostly heart melting into his chest as he watched her bow.

The doctor, so sweet and tender in his youth didn’t say anything for her too was as young as the water itself that lapped and swayed along the length of the ship.

They all knew her history. Her story. Her never ending story…

They understood where she had come from, and where she may go once she was done with this world.

What they didn’t truly understand was just how extraordinary this show of respect was.

Even she was unsure of just how special this moment was.

She knew that her God stopped her at any moment of show for deep respect, yet she didn’t know that this moment, that this one true and utterly defining moment in her long immortal life was so profoundly impactful for her Gods development was happening… it was happening now, in this moment.

It was only then that the boy, the man, with the strawhat who had smiled his entire life, stopped.

He stared at her, expression neutral.

His companions wavered as they watched. What did he think? Why wasn’t he his usual happy-go-lucky self?

It was then in the deep and unwavering silence that she spoke.

“It is a pleasure to finally get to know you,” She paused, the silence between her breaths felt like a lifetime to the strawhats companions.

“Nika, Warrior of freedom, God of the Sun.” She spoke after a breath.

The man looked at her fully for the first time in his life.

Their relationship strained from years of hardship and betrayal. For he did not truly understand the words coming out of her mouth.

What had brought this sudden meaningful gesture would always remain a mystery to him. Yet as she spoke those few words his heart beat, strong, and steady. It was unusual.

He was at a loss for words, for the first time in a long while.

There were no words for how monumental this moment was.

This marked the first time.

For now...

[karagin22]

[leapingmonkeys]

One of the largest searches for alien life started 30 years ago. Its legacy lives on today

[kings-evil]

@recom-week​ featuring Lark and Lyle. Art and little snippets of my own writing this time.

[kayliebeanie]

Project Dragon was a game that was in development for 3 years only to be canceled weeks from its announcement and its entire art and development team laid off. The game (which would have been called 'Everhaven' upon release) was intended to be a multiplayer sandbox rpg taking inspiration from both Minecraft and The Legend of Zelda, with an art style similar to that of the Spyro Reignited Trilogy, which some of the team members also worked on along with Crash Bandicoot 4.

According to character design/illustrator Nicholas Kole "Our cancelled project of the last 3 years is officially, truly dead as of today (internal attempts to save it failed), and the embargo on the whole body of portfolio work has been lifted". This means that the only way the game has a chance of resuming development is by raising awareness and spreading the word of it's development. More info from Nicholas Kole and #BringBackProjectDragon Even if you're not interested in the game itself, you can find the concept art, animations, 3D models, music and all other completed pieces of work for the game being shared by the team at either of these links, and I think are worth checking out. Some mounts and NPCs

4 of the 5 playable starter races (5th being human of course)

Edit: the decision to cancel the game was made by Forte, a blockchain company that acquired Phoenix Labs last year, who later decided to cancel all other projects so that the studio could focus on Dauntless and Fae Farm, Phoenix Labs' other already established games, rather than take the risk with this new IP.

I advise against sending any sort of hate towards Forte or Phoenix Labs and instead recommend continuing to share love for Everhaven and what it could have been until they realize their mistake.

Also thanks for 10k notes.

[vrailaru]

take a step into my mind palace