Jump to content

Lunan_EXE

Member
  • Posts

    15
  • Joined

  • Last visited

Reputation

49 Excellent

1 Follower

About Lunan_EXE

  • Birthday December 22

Contact Methods

  • Discord
    lunan_exe
  • Minecraft Username
    VaporwaveParrot

Profile Information

  • Gender
    Other
  • Location
    Australia
  • Interests
    I create and wear costumes, draw, animate, plus various other things such as coding! (I'm equally bad at all of them)
  • Location
    My Therapist's Office

Character Profile

  • Character Name
    Estel Foxtrot-Anarórë | Regalis
  • Character Race
    Wood Elf | Human

Recent Profile Visitors

1069 profile views
  1. Estel Anarórë, who was stood behind her family member 'The Dragon-slaying Wall Child' Io, who was stood behind the Pontiff, who was stood behind Harald, would blink towards the odd collection of people. "Tattoos? I considered getting one, once.." She paused, thinking for a moment before she continued. "It was a phoenix, for the clan." She then turned around looking for more discussion, as a conga-line had formed.
  2. Estel came to a halt next to one of the posters, as in the midst of walking her pet the brightly-coloured text caught her eye. For a moment, she read, before she shook her head and she moved on. "Will he ever go a day without getting in to trouble? If I were a little less blind, I'd say he gets into more trouble than me." Her sled dog Carrots seemed to agree with a literal 'wouf'.
  3. Now I can blow up nations and houses with tnt <3
  4. " Through the dark tall trees of Norland sits the city of Vjardengrad, where a mother and her family lives peacefully... " --== Looking for someone to play Jamison C. Anarórë ==-- -- Son of Estel Foxtrot-Anarórë -- ┏━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┓ ┗━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┛ In Character Information: Jamison Anarórë A.K.A Jamie, Jam-Jam Human, Age 8 Male (gender may be changed according to your preferences) Absolute blank slate - you're free to write up a personality for him! Located in Vjardengrad, Norland, in the Anarórë home. Living Relatives: - Estel Foxtrot-Anarórë (mother, chieftain of clan) - Artemis Anarórë (older brother) (Full family tree, including list of deceased relatives, can be given upon request at any time.) Adopted child (with Estel and Artemis being elven, and Jamieson human) Out of Character Information: I only ask you're a chill person, and that you don't have issue with our clan members! A picture of the skin can be seen above, however, you are completely alright if you want to change the outfit, or even make your own skin!! I have a base skin for Jamison that you may use for any outfit changes. Need more info, want to know more, or want to play Jamison? Message me on Discord!: Lunan_EXE (display name; mrow) OR, message me in-game!: VaporwaveParrot Note: I am not actively on the forums, please do not contact me on here. Try Discord or in-game.
  5. " Through the dark tall trees of Norland sits the city of Vjardengrad, where a mother and her family lives peacefully... " --== Looking for someone to play Jamison C. Anarórë ==-- -- Son of Estel Foxtrot-Anarórë -- ┏━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┓ ┗━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┛ In Character Information: Jamison Anarórë A.K.A Jamie, Jam-Jam Human, Age 5 Male (gender may be changed according to your preferences) Absolute blank slate - you're free to write up a personality for him! Located in Vjardengrad, Norland, in the Anarórë home. Living Relatives: - Estel Foxtrot-Anarórë (mother) - Artemis Anarórë (older brother) (Full family tree, including list of deceased relatives, can be given upon request at any time.) Adopted child (with Estel and Artemis being elven, and Jamieson human) Out of Character Information: I only ask for two qualities! 1. You are a chill person, and have had no previous issues with Anarórë as a clan. 2. I'm looking for someone who plans to play Jamison long-term, and who wants to turn him into their own (preferably main) character, instead of someone who would only play him when family is online. A picture of the skin can be seen above, however, you are completely alright if you want to change the outfit, or even make your own skin!! I have a base skin for Jamison that you may use for any outfit changes. Need more info, want to know more, or want to play Jamison? Message me on Discord!: Lunan_EXE (display name; mrow) OR, message me in-game!: VaporwaveParrot Note: I am not actively on the forums, please do not contact me on here. Try Discord or in-game.
  6. --== Leaflets are scattered throughout the land, detailing a recent activities of the Orcs in Norland ==-- The howling winds carried the scent of the ongoing war as Orcs approached the Norland gates under a tattered white flag stained with the blood of their slain kin. The lead Orc with a twisted, iron-clad visage, stepped forward with a sneer that revealed his sharp tusks. The eyes of his warband burned with a fierce, predatory intensity. "Norland! We come under a flag of peace for diplomacy!" He bellowed, his voice a thunderous growl that echoed through the city. Behind him, half a dozen armored Orcs, ready more to kidnap a Keeper than speak to one. The only two Norlandic defenders on duty, exchanged glances as the Orcs' intentions became increasingly unclear. High-Keeper Ellenore gave no word of a meeting, nor did rumors circulate of such leading to an almost laughable confusion, expressed only by a brief, muffled chuckle. "Send a letter to the Keeper, so we may discuss terms like civilized beings," The taller of the two suggested, his tone soft but firm, almost as if guiding a child in a puzzle. “Until then, there will be no meeting unless it is of your bald head and a pike” The Orc's response was a contemptuous laugh, the sound of which would have sent shivers down the spines of some of the most battle-hardened warriors. "Letters? We have no time for your feeble bureaucracy! You will open these gates now, or we will tear them down with the wrath of a thousand storms!" The orc warband, fueled by aggression and a thirst for conquest, began to threaten, shout and beat their chests in a menacing display. Their pleas were not born out of desperation but rather a twisted sense of entitlement - as if Norland owed them something by virtue of their proclaimed might. "Enough with your words, Norlander! We demand entry, and we demand it now." They roared. For several long moments, the air stood still before the Orcs realized their barbaric displays left the two unfazed. The silence was broken as the second guard, known for her years of gate duty, cleared her throat - skin showing the burns and scars of a thousand lifetimes. “Cope and Seethe” She announced, a thick accent blanketing the order. This sends the Orcs into a mad rage! Shouting and demanding to be seen by a keeper. This continued on for a time before they marched their way out of Norland, bringing their tantrums back to Krugmar.
  7. Estel sat lone at her desk, utterly awestruck and near horrified by the words on the page she held. "Eh?"
  8. It's taken me awhile, but I did it! This was my second Blockbench project but my first coded Figura model. It is nearly completely animated, and completely textured. (I textured the scorpion part itself, the human part was modified from https://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/ftu-medieval-peasant/ submitted by ReveredOwl) Ultimately, the project came out to 72 cubes, 34 bones, and according to Figura 11.52kb. There is an idle animation (as shown in images) and a currently unfinished walk animation, because 8 legs are hard to work with! Every leg has 3 joints each, meaning 24 bones went in to making the legs. The model of the legs has had 5 iterations, and the scorpion body merely 2. I think my favorite part of the model is that the human part of it is actually smaller than an actual player model (armour stand for comparison in images), so as I worked on the texturing and animation, I started to think of a character for this funky little project. His name is Melanie SANDches. Though his old folks are strong and barbaric, and his siblings are all natural-born warriors, ready for greatness, Melanie is small, weak, and nothing but a runt to his family. Giving him a blade is nothing more than a danger to him and his clumsiness, and his stinger is the weakest out there, rendering him harmless. Though he wishes for peace (and at the very least some friends), he also wishes for his family's approval, and that approval won't come without trouble. At the end of the day, this was a difficult way to learn, but a way I learnt from nonetheless. It would be cool if I could use this somewhere, but unfortunately for me, I do not, so this has just ended up being 'for fun'. That's all from me, remember to hydrate!
  9. I'm crying I want one of these so bad but my character Estel has fire trauma bro :((
  10. Name: Estel Foxtrot Anarórë Race: Wood Elf Title: The Half-Cooked Footman (this is a joke I promise) Allegiance: Norland Magical Practice: N/A
  11. "Boots would be great for Vikela, he's already don' so much for the Anarórë clan and I'll support him through thick and thin."
  12. Lunan_EXE

    DaXiaLoong

    Estel lived a poor, broken childhood, her parents Mr and Mrs Clawsenheart, Annabelle and Johnathan, ran a farm that barely made any money. They lived nearby Aegrothond, their farm just on the outskirts of the isles meaning they were quite awhile way to sell anything - making sales slow. Despite their empty pockets and one meal per day, Estel lived happily, she liked to play with the deer and follow the rabbits, trying to catch the tail of a fox. Everything was perfect enough for Estel, until she turned six. Two weeks after Estel's sixth birthday, the fighting began. It was announced that Mr and Mrs Clawsenheart were going to have a baby boy, but it tore the family apart. They barely had enough to feed themselves because their vegetables were oddly slow to grow and sales were less and less as the years went by, they couldn't support another child. They fought and fought, whenever they'd start throwing plates and breaking things Estel liked to run outside, run off into the nearby forest to meet her friend Mrs Fox - at least that's what she called herself. Mrs Fox was a lively old human that took care of the forest foxes, and she was Estel's BEST friend. Mrs Fox would always tell her translated stories about adventures that the foxes got up to during the night, and Mrs Fox's cabin was kind of cozy. But one day, the fighting got to the worst it had ever gotten, Estel cried running into the forest to find Mrs Fox - but she was gone. Mrs Fox had forgotten to tell Estel that she was moving out and giving the cabin to Estel for when she needed to escape her parents, but thankfully Mrs Fox had written it down in a book she left behind. The notes explained how to take care of the cabin, how to fish with spears, how to feed the foxes, how to pet each fox, and so on and so fourth. Estel returned to her parents once or twice, but they just kept fighting, so at the age of nine she decided she wanted to stay in the cabin where her parents couldn't find her - of course her parents didn't notice or care. She lived in there for five years before deciding to move out at 14, it appeared the foxes had gone with Mrs Fox and the fish population wasn't being helped by Estel. There was a bigger reason though, she was lonely, a lonely child. So she packed up her things, wanting to travel and set up a new cabin in her own place. Now, another five years later, Estel camps in the plains, looking for the perfect spot for her dream cabin, while she is pretty quiet and not very athletic, she sure as hell will put on a show.
×
×
  • Create New...