Feelin' de Jungle Feva'.

tmirai:

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(Note: This article has been heavily rewritten.)

There is a lot of disparity between the sexes in troll culture, and there are definitely distinctions between what is considered masculine and feminine. Like in our own culture, what it means to be “male” and what it means to be “female” is…

Fascinating! I love Talia’s Trollin’ Thursdays. :)

zanjoo-david:

jilatal:

anaan-essam-qun:

theregoesmyisland:

First of all I want to say all scanners in my life SUCK and I once again had to use my camera phone and a filter to even get it to look good.
Secondly big shout out to Zalakar  for letting me practice with his OC…Zalakar. Pretty self explanatory there, huh?
I actually like this picture except for THAT HAND. I also need to start working on costuming, so yeah.
Zalakar! 

owo
Zala looks purty

Mrawr look at that Amani. Very cool!

This is the Amani that calls everyone below him a “Quashi Shit.” I feel no reason to ever be intimidated by him further more. Plus, my OC already beat Zala in a fight before. No biggy.

*stamps “PROPERTY OF JILATAL” on his abs* …Just for future reference, since this hot bod is obviously going to attract All The Ladies. Jilatal’s got this mon wrapped around her pinky finger. (She likes to think that.)

zanjoo-david:

jilatal:

anaan-essam-qun:

theregoesmyisland:

First of all I want to say all scanners in my life SUCK and I once again had to use my camera phone and a filter to even get it to look good.

Secondly big shout out to Zalakar  for letting me practice with his OC…Zalakar. Pretty self explanatory there, huh?

I actually like this picture except for THAT HAND. I also need to start working on costuming, so yeah.

Zalakar! 

owo

Zala looks purty

Mrawr look at that Amani. Very cool!

This is the Amani that calls everyone below him a “Quashi Shit.” I feel no reason to ever be intimidated by him further more. Plus, my OC already beat Zala in a fight before. No biggy.

*stamps “PROPERTY OF JILATAL” on his abs* …Just for future reference, since this hot bod is obviously going to attract All The Ladies. Jilatal’s got this mon wrapped around her pinky finger. (She likes to think that.)

justenoughisplenty:

Eagle dancers celebrate a victory in Unto These Hills, an Indian drama performed at Mountainside Theatre in Cherokee. The play recounts the trials of the Cherokees, most of whom were driven out of North Carolina in 1838. Feather wands simulate eagle wings.
National Geographic - February, 1962

justenoughisplenty:

Eagle dancers celebrate a victory in Unto These Hills, an Indian drama performed at Mountainside Theatre in Cherokee. The play recounts the trials of the Cherokees, most of whom were driven out of North Carolina in 1838. Feather wands simulate eagle wings.

National Geographic - February, 1962

Draenei know mercy. They force themselves to employ it. But they are not perfect - not even the Prophet is perfect - and they have at times lost that mercy. The draenei did not go meekly to their demise when the orcs attacked - even while Velen tried to discover why the formerly cool but not-aggressive relationship with the orcs had become violent, and tried to explain to them the truth of Oshu’gun for both their people’s benefit, the draenei defended themselves, to the orcs’ sorrow. Many orcs died before the rise of the warlocks, and many more died after - every orc victory in the war came at a terrible cost. The orcs resorted to aging their own children into adulthood early in order to throw them into the conflict as cannon fodder, mass demon summonings, and finally the drinking of the Blood of Mannoroth because they had to. There was no other way for them to win, and Gul’dan knew his own neck was on the chopping block if he lost. The draenei did not sit back and pray when all of this was going on - they fought, and killed.
30 Days of Character Development — Day 9

Meme found here.

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9.)  Who does your character trust?

I’ll answer with a non-Zalakar character for once, ha.

Jilatal trusts Gakka’zha, her closest friend in the Shadowtusk Clan. Gakka’zha and Jilatal bonded quickly, having shared a common sense of humor, and even became pregnant relatively close together. Jilatal was Gakka’zha’s midwife for the birth of her fraternal twins, and Jilatal plans to ask Gakka’zha to help with her own labor when the time comes.

And now they’re neighbors as well! Jilatal recently moved with her family into a bigger hut in the market area of Zul’Gurub, coincidentally right next to Gakka’zha’s hut.

Three small whelps with two saucy mammas should make for one chaotic corner of Zul’Gurub…coming soon!

anaan-essam-qun:

theregoesmyisland:

First of all I want to say all scanners in my life SUCK and I once again had to use my camera phone and a filter to even get it to look good.
Secondly big shout out to Zalakar  for letting me practice with his OC…Zalakar. Pretty self explanatory there, huh?
I actually like this picture except for THAT HAND. I also need to start working on costuming, so yeah.
Zalakar! 

owo
Zala looks purty

Mrawr look at that Amani. Very cool!

anaan-essam-qun:

theregoesmyisland:

First of all I want to say all scanners in my life SUCK and I once again had to use my camera phone and a filter to even get it to look good.

Secondly big shout out to Zalakar  for letting me practice with his OC…Zalakar. Pretty self explanatory there, huh?

I actually like this picture except for THAT HAND. I also need to start working on costuming, so yeah.

Zalakar! 

owo

Zala looks purty

Mrawr look at that Amani. Very cool!

30 Days of Character Development — Day 8

Meme found here.

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8.) Day of Favorites! What’s your character’s favorite ice cream flavor? Color? Song? Flower?

Ice cream flavor: “Da foc be dis.”

Color: “Zalakar’s hair.”

Song: “Tree frogs durin’ de night.”

Flower: “Dem flowahs wot grow on de lily-pads. Wot dey doin’ dere?”

30 Days of Character Development — Day 7

Meme found here.

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7.) Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why? 

Jilatal wants to forget the day that Zalakar had his tongue cut out and his body later chained up in the dungeon at the temple of Beth’ekk, the latter being a punishment for a misconstrued incident. She wants to forget being beaten in front of Zalakar while he was forced to watch from his chains. She wants to forget the long hours in that miserable stone cell while he could barely move or speak, in which Jilatal chose to stay with Zalakar except to fetch water, while she recovered from a broken nose and sliced stomach and bruises. Jilatal wants very much to forget that long night and day of suffering. She and Zalakar were utterly miserable, and as far as she can see, no good came from it, except that in their mutual suffering, their bond was reinforced.

30 Days of Character Development — Day 6

Meme found here.

(I owe like… three days. Oops.)

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6.) Describe your character’s happiest memory.

Get ready for cheese.

Really cheesy cheese.

Jilatal’s happiest memory is *drumroll* the day that she became mated to Zalakar. They had shared a hut for some weeks by then, and he had just returned from a combat-and-reconnaissance trip to Durotar to confront the Kor’kron with other Shadowtusks.

Jilatal had cleaned the hut for Zalakar’s return; it was how she wanted to repay him for inviting her to share a living space and get her out of the Quashi Den.

Zalakar appreciated that she had cleaned the hut and asked about his journey, asked after his health, and offered him food. Their discussion lengthened, and gradually progressed to more private, personal topics. They shared a heart-to-heart. And began to see each other differently.

Where there had been faint physical attraction and intrigue, there were deeper rooted similarities and values. There were connections forged between two like souls from unlike cultures.

Zalakar asked Jilatal to be his mate, saying that he would be honored, praising her devotion and hardworking demeanor.

Jilatal accepted, as they sat in their shared home sitting across from one another and speaking soul-to-soul. They then walked arm-in-arm through the city, sharing their good news with anyone they met. They feasted with other clansmates who had returned from a successful hunt. Jilatal and Zalakar sat side-to-side, flirting and testing physical affections and teasing one another.

Jilatal holds this as her happiest memory, because this is the point at which she felt fully belonging to the Shadowtusk Clan, to a home and people. And because she began to fall in love and be loved. It was the start of a profound and wonderful adventure.