This is an exercise to help me gain a perspective on what it means to be my character. Nuri Kirpachi is a Turkish Domari, recently finding herself in some weird land that looks strangely like Illinois, known as Wolfpack of the Highplains. She is part of the Kumpania Del a Ruv.
This is an ideal of what I am aiming for. The questions are part of the sca_silkroad friday 5.
1) Good morning! You (as your persona) have just woken up to another day. Describe what is around you (ie: bed, the room, etc).
I wake before my husband, as goblyns are want to be lazy after a long night drinking and stealing banners and pissing in the water buffalo. My tent is filled with tapestries and pillows. I open my eyes and give a few passing thoughts to Gan-Deva, hoping that it is not raining and that the day would be productive.
I am hesitant to wake up, and the covers on the mattress invite me back in, however, it is morning, and so the day must begin.
2) As you continue you morning ritual of waking up, you start to get dressed. What do you wear on a normal day?
I pull on all my necessaries, and then a pair of pants patterned after the type I've seen in the land I have found myself in. They are large and baggy, varying on whether they are gathered at the ankle or not. I put on my gomlek, a skirt made of a light cotton gauze. This is followed by another light shirt, a wrap, to contrast with the pale colors of the gomlek. My enteri is bright, and buttons up the front. I typically upturn the sleeves, showing the colors of my shirts.
I then put on my belt, upon which are my flags, showing the kumpania I belong to, and the lands I live in. I wear as well, beads that interest me, gifts from the goblyns I have known.
I top off my clothing with the headpeices for the day. Sometimes it is a simple headscarf, tied in various ways. Other times, fake braids or hats.
Other times, I wear clothing inspiried by the people I meet or places I have traveled, or even the monsters around me (elbowbands are so much fun!). Since I have left the village, my wardrobe has increased, but clothing always invokes reactions with me.
Sometimes, ususally for important occasions or when I entertain, I also wear face paint, in designs worn by the kumpania that suit my face.
3) Since you're dressed now, it's time to get something to eat. What would you be having for your breakfast meal?
Mornings are such a languid affair. Warm or not, it is usually the same: dry fruit, granola. If there is cold in the air, I will drink some tea or hot cider.
4) As you settle in to eat, the rest of the family also arrives. What is the average family structure like? Do you have extended family in your home? Is there a family hierarchy?
As much as my husband is family, as is the Kumpania, and the family that is the Wolfpack. Average doesn't factor into it, as it is a dizzing array of new friendships and little families forming and unforming. It is Chaotic, but we sit together and we laugh, forgetting that fractions between us. At least during meals.
5) Everyone is finished with their meal, and you are now off for your day job. What kind of work do you do? What's your job like?
Ahh, day jobs. The bane of existance. Back in Turkey, I was doomed to a life of basketweaving. I don't go anywhere near the weaving part these days. Theres no market for them here, thank goodness!
Nowdays, I spend my days in relative ease. I spend time in the kumpania, listening to stories and doing daily chores. I cook, I sometimes clean. I engage in musical interests mostly.
I had dance class yesterday. It was raining, which always flares up the bursitus. This was bad enough, but after work (the phrase yesterday was " THERE ARE ALIENS COMING OUT OF MY BUTT!") I was drained and for some reason, I couldn't counter the ADHD behaviors that I keep under control.
My ADHD is really bad, but through behavior mods and occassional medicating and therapy, I keep it rather under control and I live a happy, mostly productive life. But when I get that mentally and emotionally drained, something it just doesn't work. And yesterday was that day.
I messed up the choerography, different ways, each time. I couldn't move my hip right, and occasionally, I'd just blank out. I went to the Outpost afterwards, for weapons building, and I talked so fast, and was shaking and I hate it.
Practiced a bit today -- I think I might get the hang of the taxeems on the left side that I couldn't get yesterday.
Not much to report from last night's practice. Even more of our core members came back with the school year and it was great to see them (yay Mick and Rae!) plus, yet more new people. They lack a wee bit in strategy and ran away from their teams/partners every. single. time. leaving gaping holes but there was noticible progress even just throughout the evening. Very promising startto the year. There's been mild and underlying drama too, but I think it will easily be nipped in the bud.
Sadly, we can't have our indoor space until October and Autumn is closing in on us rapidly. Sunset was at 7:30 last night and because of all of the rain, the mosquitoes (aka Wisconsin's State Bird) were relentless. We found that as long as you kept moving and fighting, they weren't so bad but if you died... *shudder* All the more reason to fight well and not die. Between that and actually working/focusing on skills, I've been noticing slightly less suck on my part. I hope this continues.
Tomorrow to Azeroth where some sort of chili festival is going on in their town and they will be doing demonstrations. I adore the gumption of this group. It'll be great when they are all old enough for nat'l events.
We ran our first structured training session on Sunday, 2 Sep. We had a total of 10 participants. We expect more in the upcoming weeks since this was a holiday weekend and quite a few of our new fighters went home for the long weekend.
I first started by emphasizing that the training was voluntary and that a person may choose to use any style they want outside of the training sessions; we don't want them to get locked into sword and shield if that's not what they want. For the sessions, we would be using round shield and sword since many of our drills would be mirror-style where one person does something and the other person would do the same thing, alternating between them.
I then started giving the general overview of Belegarth's and Wolfpack's organizational structures-admittedly dry stuff. After talking a bit, I noticed that they weren't doing much so I ended up lapsing into drill sergeant mode-if the drill sergeant noticed that you were getting too comfortable, he or she would take measures, usually physical training of some kind, i.e., pushing your face away from the ground, to keep you occupied. I had them swinging the sword at different angles and doing steps while swinging as I was talking.
After that, we went over some of the various types of protective equipment such as gloves, footwear, and knee pads. Then we discussed some of the specifics regarding grappling, armor, and shield bashing. After that was complete, we stretched from head to toe. We covered different stances (squared, fencing, and staggered), grips (saber, pommel, pommel saber, and fist), and then went into teaching four of the six basic angles of attack. After that we talked about how you can chain those attacks into two-hit combos. After that, we reviewed the material we had taught and let the trainees loose on the regular field.
Later on that evening, Sir Fox and I went over how the session went and reviewed the outline for the next session. As had happened at a rehearsal for Session I before, we immediately went into combos without a lot of repetition of the four angles. We would probably have to refocus a bit on control and accuracy in our next session. Also, we decided that instead of using attacks 3 and 4 as the leg attacks for the early sessions, we would keep them as the torso attacks and introduce 5 and 6 as leg shots in the future. Originally, we were planning to start with only four basic attacks, each essentially angling towards a limb. As we advanced, we would change the numbers to introduce attacks 3 and 4 as torso attacks. Rather than make it confusing by changing numbers midstream, we would maintain consistency from the beginning. We discussed how blocking should have more focus than parrying and how we would introduce sword blocking in the next session. The next session is going to have a real focus on drills and I look forward to see how successful it is. I wish I could help teach but a few of us are heading up to Minnesota to see the Mall of America and to attend the Minnesota Renaissance Faire.
Saturday I will take the first real Vacation in probably 10 years. All my past vacations I have returned from totaly beaten up from events ever since I left Highschool. It also co-incides with the fact that Saturday at noon I will be getting married to Julie Rose my sweetheart for the better of 3 years. She'll be moving in to my house and I will finaly get internet access at my new home. Whichis kind of cool.
I find it odd that I am the top blogger on Belegarth.com. I don't blog about much. For the first time in a long time that I can remember I haven't been to practice in 3 weeks as of today. It all is odd. When I get back I have a few small projects I will be rapping up reguarding side jobs and the such and then I will dig into taking our website to a whole "next level" right now I think the site has a lot of really good elements but they don't work smoothly together for one solution. New visitors can easily get lost in the chaos that is our front page, and I realy hate most of the old text on the website. A minor face lift and new paths, and I have 2 modules that are installed, just turned off that I hope can get us moving.
While I am gone Kyrian has all the passwords to the website and Ora has access to most things. I am pretty sure the world won't fall apart. Rausumeans know how to get ahold of me as well if an emergancy occurs while I am gone. But I leave you all in the good care of Ora, Enoch, and the other admins for about 3 weeks while I am away honeymooning with my beloved.
Post Scriptus: http://wedding.key-cell.com is my Wedding Website, Everyone is welcome to come celebrate our day with us.
Dewey started puking today. This, apparently, is normal. His migraines come on fast and sudden. He starts puking (in th wastebasket, thank goodness) and all the other students turn around and watch.
I try redirecting them, to the mini dvd player. "Boys, go put in the splitter and watch a DVD. What DVD do you want to watch?" "WatchDewey?" "Dewey is not a DVD"
Poetry and writing has always been a huge part of my life and I'm glad that I have ways to share it with other people, so I'd just like to thank everyone who's taken time to read my material, it really means a lot to me
We went on a quest to the dumpster (Where, last night, we deposited 10 pounds of rotting elk meat) to revel in the horrible smell we created for the housing community, and discovered an unopened bottle of '99 pinot grigio on the curb. Awesome. It is chilling, and we will drink it soon.
Started "work" on the pirate coat. Okay, so its entirely synthetic and no basis in reality, but if you had seen the microsuede, you have decided to do it too! Okay, so all I did was cut out the pattern, but that was an hours worth of work in itself.
As I have pretty much made this pattern before (a beautiful coat I made for davit) it shouldn't be too hard. Those damnfake pockets will still be horrific though.
After Danny and Janices wedding this weekend, I was SICK. I skipped practice (something I hate doing. I might stop in this afternoon) and just vegged on Sunday. I couldn't really do anything, except soothe my stomach by taking many baths and watching B5.
Yesterday, besides pattern cutting, I made curry for the work week. And nick's computer blew, so we might have to buy him a new one.
Alright so I started BMXing about two weeks ago. To date I can Bunnyhop about 5 inchs, I can Endo and I recentlly have been rideing the bowl at my local skatepark. I can Air out abuot 5 feet.
Today I almost smashed into a little kid who ran infrotn of me as I was airing out. Proof I got over five feet up and 5 fet out is I didnt' hit him I went over.
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