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isei-silva: You know that friend I was RPing with our Predators/Yautja? Oh yeah, we’re deep in worldbuilding, baby. While we know that Predators are often presented in their hunting armor and gear, I like to see it as a practical set much like our modern human combat armor is. It’s light, it’s tough, it’s sleek, and does what it needs to do. But, back in Yautja Prime, we’ve allowed their natural culture and social structures to rise based on what we do know of canon lore so far. Keep in mind that no major species’ civilizations are the same across its entire planet and set in stone. Much like we find VAST diversity in human culture depending on location, social structures, history, religions, mythos, etc… We have to allow Yautja the same courtesy. Meaning that some areas of Yautja Prime may reflect one aspect of their culture more strongly, others may favor another. Some may be more down to earth and wordly, others more technologically inclined and modern. Blood, Hunt, and Honor are the canopy of a very old tree rooted by long, branching roots. Above are the Honor Guard for the Council of Matriarchs, and the Council of Elders. The Matriarchs tend to mostly on-world matters, the Elders to off-world matters. This is based on a belief called the Three Bloods.From the RP:[”The Council of Matriarchs dealt with on-world matters because females were the First Blood of any yautja. Blood of the womb. Males dealt with off-world matters because they were often a yautja’s Second Blood, the blood of battle and the hunt. All yautja spent their entire life proving themselves for their next Blood. First, to survive after the womb, violent and uncertain and marked with danger outside of their control. Then through strict discipline and training to become Blooded and spill their own upon their brow to make their mark. The First and Second Blood. It was then the responsibility of both Councils to ensure that all yautja could earn their Third Blood - the blood of death. The Third Blood was not judged by Elders or Matriarchs, but by the gods.”]I designed the Honor Guard to reflect Native Middle and South American culture as a quiet nod to the original Alien versus Predator 2004 movie.We hope you enjoy!: isei-silva: You know that friend I was RPing with our Predators/Yautja? Oh yeah, we’re deep in worldbuilding, baby. While we know that Predators are often presented in their hunting armor and gear, I like to see it as a practical set much like our modern human combat armor is. It’s light, it’s tough, it’s sleek, and does what it needs to do. But, back in Yautja Prime, we’ve allowed their natural culture and social structures to rise based on what we do know of canon lore so far. Keep in mind that no major species’ civilizations are the same across its entire planet and set in stone. Much like we find VAST diversity in human culture depending on location, social structures, history, religions, mythos, etc… We have to allow Yautja the same courtesy. Meaning that some areas of Yautja Prime may reflect one aspect of their culture more strongly, others may favor another. Some may be more down to earth and wordly, others more technologically inclined and modern. Blood, Hunt, and Honor are the canopy of a very old tree rooted by long, branching roots. Above are the Honor Guard for the Council of Matriarchs, and the Council of Elders. The Matriarchs tend to mostly on-world matters, the Elders to off-world matters. This is based on a belief called the Three Bloods.From the RP:[”The Council of Matriarchs dealt with on-world matters because females were the First Blood of any yautja. Blood of the womb. Males dealt with off-world matters because they were often a yautja’s Second Blood, the blood of battle and the hunt. All yautja spent their entire life proving themselves for their next Blood. First, to survive after the womb, violent and uncertain and marked with danger outside of their control. Then through strict discipline and training to become Blooded and spill their own upon their brow to make their mark. The First and Second Blood. It was then the responsibility of both Councils to ensure that all yautja could earn their Third Blood - the blood of death. The Third Blood was not judged by Elders or Matriarchs, but by the gods.”]I designed the Honor Guard to reflect Native Middle and South American culture as a quiet nod to the original Alien versus Predator 2004 movie.We hope you enjoy!

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space-trash-princess: agir1ukn0w: eriggyageptulel: lonely-roads-at-midnight: broken-sanity13: pinch-o-mad: mask-of-prime: klubbhead: literally–hitler: klubbhead: tht-lesbian-fangirl: nexar-k: thej-key: klubbhead: rebeccafultz-blog: klubbhead: ourholyvengeance: nunyabizni: klubbhead: sculptingsuccess: klubbhead: unaffiliatedpangolin: klubbhead: aven-rave: klubbhead: watergirl1996: ryuukiba: charlottec21: thevindictiveserpent: science-fiction-is-real: skankplissken: LAST TIME I REBLOGGED THIS THE LAST COMPARISON WASNT ON THERE This is the best thing I have ever seen @klubbhead You used a cinnamon roll for Rey and not Leia? Dam it it got better S T O P @klubbhead Do Darth Maul next! This is why I love Tumblr. Do Yoda next please or Boba Fett. Oh god. I can’t even think of something for them lol Yoda gotta be raisin bread. ENOUGH NO 😬 do grand moff tarkin. The last one got me. I CAN’T B R E A T H E XD i was mildly amused until the last one, at which point i broke The post of legend has come again : space-trash-princess: agir1ukn0w: eriggyageptulel: lonely-roads-at-midnight: broken-sanity13: pinch-o-mad: mask-of-prime: klubbhead: literally–hitler: klubbhead: tht-lesbian-fangirl: nexar-k: thej-key: klubbhead: rebeccafultz-blog: klubbhead: ourholyvengeance: nunyabizni: klubbhead: sculptingsuccess: klubbhead: unaffiliatedpangolin: klubbhead: aven-rave: klubbhead: watergirl1996: ryuukiba: charlottec21: thevindictiveserpent: science-fiction-is-real: skankplissken: LAST TIME I REBLOGGED THIS THE LAST COMPARISON WASNT ON THERE This is the best thing I have ever seen @klubbhead You used a cinnamon roll for Rey and not Leia? Dam it it got better S T O P @klubbhead Do Darth Maul next! This is why I love Tumblr. Do Yoda next please or Boba Fett. Oh god. I can’t even think of something for them lol Yoda gotta be raisin bread. ENOUGH NO 😬 do grand moff tarkin. The last one got me. I CAN’T B R E A T H E XD i was mildly amused until the last one, at which point i broke The post of legend has come again

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space-trash-princess: agir1ukn0w: eriggyageptulel: lonely-roads-at-midnight: broken-sanity13: pinch-o-mad: mask-of-prime: klubbhead: literally–hitler: klubbhead: tht-lesbian-fangirl: nexar-k: thej-key: klubbhead: rebeccafultz-blog: klubbhead: ourholyvengeance: nunyabizni: klubbhead: sculptingsuccess: klubbhead: unaffiliatedpangolin: klubbhead: aven-rave: klubbhead: watergirl1996: ryuukiba: charlottec21: thevindictiveserpent: science-fiction-is-real: skankplissken: LAST TIME I REBLOGGED THIS THE LAST COMPARISON WASNT ON THERE This is the best thing I have ever seen @klubbhead You used a cinnamon roll for Rey and not Leia? Dam it it got better S T O P @klubbhead Do Darth Maul next! This is why I love Tumblr. Do Yoda next please or Boba Fett. Oh god. I can’t even think of something for them lol Yoda gotta be raisin bread. ENOUGH NO 😬 do grand moff tarkin. The last one got me. I CAN’T B R E A T H E XD i was mildly amused until the last one, at which point i broke The post of legend has come again : space-trash-princess: agir1ukn0w: eriggyageptulel: lonely-roads-at-midnight: broken-sanity13: pinch-o-mad: mask-of-prime: klubbhead: literally–hitler: klubbhead: tht-lesbian-fangirl: nexar-k: thej-key: klubbhead: rebeccafultz-blog: klubbhead: ourholyvengeance: nunyabizni: klubbhead: sculptingsuccess: klubbhead: unaffiliatedpangolin: klubbhead: aven-rave: klubbhead: watergirl1996: ryuukiba: charlottec21: thevindictiveserpent: science-fiction-is-real: skankplissken: LAST TIME I REBLOGGED THIS THE LAST COMPARISON WASNT ON THERE This is the best thing I have ever seen @klubbhead You used a cinnamon roll for Rey and not Leia? Dam it it got better S T O P @klubbhead Do Darth Maul next! This is why I love Tumblr. Do Yoda next please or Boba Fett. Oh god. I can’t even think of something for them lol Yoda gotta be raisin bread. ENOUGH NO 😬 do grand moff tarkin. The last one got me. I CAN’T B R E A T H E XD i was mildly amused until the last one, at which point i broke The post of legend has come again

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epicjohndoe: A Very Good Example Of ‘Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus’: Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix: The professor told his class one day: Today we will ex- periment with a new form called the tandem story The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As home- work tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that para- graph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another para- graph to the story and send it back, also sending an- other copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be ab- solutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and any- thing you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a con- clusion has been reached." The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca and Gary THE STORY: (first paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. " Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the ####pit. (Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peace ful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Per- manently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news si- multaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and care- free, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 sec- onds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien em- pires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile en- tered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie. (Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvin- istic semi-literate adolescent. Gary) Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F-KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!" Gary) B*tch. (Rebecca) F K YOU-YOU NEANDERTHALI In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea. A+ Ireally liked this one. epicjohndoe: A Very Good Example Of ‘Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus’
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