5th Grade TimeWarp: Kareen
I dug this out of the depths of my flashdrive. The date is still on the word.doc 3-10-99. Wow. waitasecond, that was eighth grade for me, what happened there?
I forget what exactly the project was originally, I want to say we had to create our own, wait! that was it! the assignment was to create our own island, draw it out as well, and map out all the features. What I have here is the extra credit part, where you were to create the culture and people.
What I did with the first part was instead of a single island, I created an archipeligo. Thirteen islands, with four peoples and desperate cultures, and intersecting mythology. I was an ambishish child, which often got me into trouble come time to actually finish assignments.
Speaking of which, I never finished the extra credit work (I also lost the map). Don't remember why, but what's there is what I did do. Right as things were about to be thrown down too. Hell, I stopped midsentence, so that just shows how much I really into finishing it. Ah well, I cringe at seeing what I used to be, but still see hints of the style that would stay with me.
Rereading through it, I apparently was big on names. Because I made up as many I could apparently (but for some reason though "celtic" would fit right in). And used every one. Lots of info dumping at the beginning. Kinda makes me want to go back and rework everything. And the actual legend story at the end is something I'm keeping and want to rework into something better. The ideas are still decent... but this is just... I shake and hang my head in embarrassed shame.
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The Kota-Nett tribe were a group natives to a large group of thirteen islands, twelve surrounding the main island the Ori-ta-Akey, the “Mouth of Fire”. Though the people were spread out across the islands, the housing and culture of the islands differed into a basic three groups, the H’Ree or “Battle Islands”, the Opp’d or “Trade and Barter Islands”, and the Roocak, the “Arts of Beauty Islands”. A forth group were the Ckreek, “Elders”, that lived on Ori-ta-Akey and studied the history, future, present, and god of their tribe.
The H’Ree included the Cetah, Celtic, Dia-ma, and Aliie islands. Mostly at peace, once every five year moons they traveled to the closest island and sacked it of food, slaves, and anything they though of use. More often, they traveled to the other H’Ree islands and raged their wars, more often than not ending in a draw with the people returning to their home islands. They relied on the sacking of the other islands to survive, along with any red bear they could catch. Their island homes tended to be underground, so to confuse enemies of villages. Only people of that island could tell when they came upon a village of their own.
Roocak people were different; they had no real enemies to fight. Only thing that they did was create new carvings, exotic dances used in their gatherings and worked where needed. Their style spread throughout the islands of Koda, Emiloo, Qu-Tie, Wpolle, and Catrne. Though they too were attacked by the H’Ree, the H’Ree seemed to be less into it, taking what was left by the Roocak for an offering to spare their villages. Housing for these islands consisted of tree houses built some ten yards from the ground.
The Opp’d culture remained in the final islands, the Nenta, Loryre, and Azerrite. These islands traveled across waters to trade in the villages of the H’Ree and Roocak, and even with themselves, each having other things to barter and trade with. Opp’d people were travelers by custom, never really staying in one island for one time. Their islands were only really their meeting places, much like our flea market. Housing for them were either a basic lean to built on the current island they were on, small housing built onto the boats they used, or a tent made of skins of the fur bearing animals of the islands.
The Ckreek, on the Ori-ta-Akey, spent their time like the monks of older and present time of today. They lead simple lives, caring not for material items, and studied the past, present, and future of their Kota-Nett islands. Past made up of legends and the few written records that they did have, present consisting of the news and gossip brought by the Opp’d traders, and future of the stars, sun, and water tides.
Legends were of the most importance to the Kota-Nett, being they told of the past. Opp’d made good barter on the few written stories they carried, for people often paid high price for such treasures. They have many legends of their goddess, monsters said to be hidden on each island, and such. Here is the legend of the goddess, Kareen “Protector of the People”.
The Kota-Nett describe Kareen different in almost every story told. The most used, however, describes as such: she is said to have knee long hair, finer than that of the silt sand upon the beaches with the color of raven black flowing throughout. She wears wildfire for clothing, and the dancing flames of a campfire as anklets and bracelets. Carried upon her back are a quiver of shooting stars, with the crescent moon to shoot them. Her skin is a deep red, wild with adventure. Her eyes are the sun, shining upon the islands she protects.
Back when the islands were anew, back when demons roamed across the islands like deer, Kareen journeyed from island to island, capturing the wild, wolf like demons one by one, not one to allow them to torment her people, and imprisoned in a black crystal, a cell for eternity. For a time she carried tied to her waist belt, then decided to place it in safer place. So she decided on a place, that of the center of the Ori-ta-Akey. Along with it she place a guard, Kota-Nett that survived the passings of the demons on the island. The islander’s name was Tanto, and he was over whelmed by the chance to please his goddess. For many nights and many days, he stood watch by the entrance, never once letting anyone close to the crystal.
After a time, Tanto himself was curious by, What would make Kareen trap the demons? Why did they pose such a treat? Why did he guard them, for no one had gotten close to the point of entrance for nearly a year? Surely, just to peek inside the mountain to see what caused such a problem, would not hurt. So he left his post, the first time in nearly two years, and opened the door leading to the black crystal. It took much time, for Kareen had not made an easy passage to the demon chamber. But Tanto would not stop, and finally made it to the cell. What he saw took his breath away.
The crystal stood in the center of the thirty-foot room, and the crystal itself was chaotic. Nearly twenty some demons were inside the prison
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Oh the suspense, it pulls at me so.
I forget what exactly the project was originally, I want to say we had to create our own, wait! that was it! the assignment was to create our own island, draw it out as well, and map out all the features. What I have here is the extra credit part, where you were to create the culture and people.
What I did with the first part was instead of a single island, I created an archipeligo. Thirteen islands, with four peoples and desperate cultures, and intersecting mythology. I was an ambishish child, which often got me into trouble come time to actually finish assignments.
Speaking of which, I never finished the extra credit work (I also lost the map). Don't remember why, but what's there is what I did do. Right as things were about to be thrown down too. Hell, I stopped midsentence, so that just shows how much I really into finishing it. Ah well, I cringe at seeing what I used to be, but still see hints of the style that would stay with me.
Rereading through it, I apparently was big on names. Because I made up as many I could apparently (but for some reason though "celtic" would fit right in). And used every one. Lots of info dumping at the beginning. Kinda makes me want to go back and rework everything. And the actual legend story at the end is something I'm keeping and want to rework into something better. The ideas are still decent... but this is just... I shake and hang my head in embarrassed shame.
***
The Kota-Nett tribe were a group natives to a large group of thirteen islands, twelve surrounding the main island the Ori-ta-Akey, the “Mouth of Fire”. Though the people were spread out across the islands, the housing and culture of the islands differed into a basic three groups, the H’Ree or “Battle Islands”, the Opp’d or “Trade and Barter Islands”, and the Roocak, the “Arts of Beauty Islands”. A forth group were the Ckreek, “Elders”, that lived on Ori-ta-Akey and studied the history, future, present, and god of their tribe.
The H’Ree included the Cetah, Celtic, Dia-ma, and Aliie islands. Mostly at peace, once every five year moons they traveled to the closest island and sacked it of food, slaves, and anything they though of use. More often, they traveled to the other H’Ree islands and raged their wars, more often than not ending in a draw with the people returning to their home islands. They relied on the sacking of the other islands to survive, along with any red bear they could catch. Their island homes tended to be underground, so to confuse enemies of villages. Only people of that island could tell when they came upon a village of their own.
Roocak people were different; they had no real enemies to fight. Only thing that they did was create new carvings, exotic dances used in their gatherings and worked where needed. Their style spread throughout the islands of Koda, Emiloo, Qu-Tie, Wpolle, and Catrne. Though they too were attacked by the H’Ree, the H’Ree seemed to be less into it, taking what was left by the Roocak for an offering to spare their villages. Housing for these islands consisted of tree houses built some ten yards from the ground.
The Opp’d culture remained in the final islands, the Nenta, Loryre, and Azerrite. These islands traveled across waters to trade in the villages of the H’Ree and Roocak, and even with themselves, each having other things to barter and trade with. Opp’d people were travelers by custom, never really staying in one island for one time. Their islands were only really their meeting places, much like our flea market. Housing for them were either a basic lean to built on the current island they were on, small housing built onto the boats they used, or a tent made of skins of the fur bearing animals of the islands.
The Ckreek, on the Ori-ta-Akey, spent their time like the monks of older and present time of today. They lead simple lives, caring not for material items, and studied the past, present, and future of their Kota-Nett islands. Past made up of legends and the few written records that they did have, present consisting of the news and gossip brought by the Opp’d traders, and future of the stars, sun, and water tides.
Legends were of the most importance to the Kota-Nett, being they told of the past. Opp’d made good barter on the few written stories they carried, for people often paid high price for such treasures. They have many legends of their goddess, monsters said to be hidden on each island, and such. Here is the legend of the goddess, Kareen “Protector of the People”.
The Kota-Nett describe Kareen different in almost every story told. The most used, however, describes as such: she is said to have knee long hair, finer than that of the silt sand upon the beaches with the color of raven black flowing throughout. She wears wildfire for clothing, and the dancing flames of a campfire as anklets and bracelets. Carried upon her back are a quiver of shooting stars, with the crescent moon to shoot them. Her skin is a deep red, wild with adventure. Her eyes are the sun, shining upon the islands she protects.
Back when the islands were anew, back when demons roamed across the islands like deer, Kareen journeyed from island to island, capturing the wild, wolf like demons one by one, not one to allow them to torment her people, and imprisoned in a black crystal, a cell for eternity. For a time she carried tied to her waist belt, then decided to place it in safer place. So she decided on a place, that of the center of the Ori-ta-Akey. Along with it she place a guard, Kota-Nett that survived the passings of the demons on the island. The islander’s name was Tanto, and he was over whelmed by the chance to please his goddess. For many nights and many days, he stood watch by the entrance, never once letting anyone close to the crystal.
After a time, Tanto himself was curious by, What would make Kareen trap the demons? Why did they pose such a treat? Why did he guard them, for no one had gotten close to the point of entrance for nearly a year? Surely, just to peek inside the mountain to see what caused such a problem, would not hurt. So he left his post, the first time in nearly two years, and opened the door leading to the black crystal. It took much time, for Kareen had not made an easy passage to the demon chamber. But Tanto would not stop, and finally made it to the cell. What he saw took his breath away.
The crystal stood in the center of the thirty-foot room, and the crystal itself was chaotic. Nearly twenty some demons were inside the prison
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Oh the suspense, it pulls at me so.