The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Names, Names, Names

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Flairé: We’re going to go now, Yoeath. Unless you want to stay longer? (Leslie: Ummm… shrug?) We’re going to meet my sister and get some food. You know!

Yoeath: Get along with you then, Zelaré.

Leslie: Ummm… I thought your name was Flairé?

Flairé: Well, most people call me the son of my father. But she’s friends with my mother, so she calls me the son of my mother.

Leslie: Ohhhh…

Flairé: Bit awkward that my little brother calls himself Marteth Hciristial Zelaré, though…

Leslie: ?


…Confused yet? : P

Well, it’s not important anyway. As you can probably tell, Leslie already knows a good deal about kalmaeirin naming conventions due to hanging around me a lot. o_O7

Aur the SOLDIER

... ... ... What?

… … … What?

Um. Aur, of Dreigiau/Shimmer/Darkstar/Wayrift fame (though for the last two he’s called Chase), as a SOLDIER from Final Fantasy VII. I know Aywren doesn’t particularly care for FFVII, as she’s one of those who thinks the last great FF game was VI. But my brother loves FFVII: Crisis Core, and wanted to play a game based on it. So I was the player, he was the gamemaster, and I randomly picked to play as Aur because I think Aur is cool and it meant I didn’t have to think up a brand new person and I didn’t have to play as one of my pre-existing characters, which would have made him groan in exasperation. And while we were playing I drew a picture. Continue reading

Mathaning

THEME SONG TIIIIIME

THEME SONG TIIIIIME

Quick picture of Mathaning, as a break from all that Tatamkanai stuff, and by the way this was all drawn inbetween Christmas gift-art for people.

Math looks pretty good here. I’m happy with it, although his chin is a little bit tiny. His hair swirls around his neck just right, though.

Tam

Long nose and high cheekbones - typical kalma and then some

Long nose and high cheekbones – typical kalma and then some

And the last picture of Tam, for now. This one is not bad, but still not right. It brought out the colour change in his hair, at least. One of the points that is off is that his forehead is too far foreward.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Crowds of ‘Em

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Yoeath: Are… you staying long, little Leslie?

Leslie: I don’t know, Yoeath. I just got here, and I’m so confused…

Yoeath: That is all right. You little ones often are. Although it is not as if you come here often.

Leslie: Have many people come here?

Yoeath: Only a handful. Young Flairé takes care of them when they do.

Flairé: That’s right! There’s my fudhuindili, her fudhuindon – though I don’t think he remembers much – also a few really random people you wouldn’t know. Like Illi- Esgalwen.

Leslie: But – oh. Really?

Flairé: Yup! : )


Yoeath struggles with personal pronouns while Flairé gabbles on about people he knows while still being mysterious. It’s a problem that I, my brother, and Flairé, Gullac, Zela, and Marteth all have. Flowering bushes take forever, and I’m pleased with today’s chibis.

Cheers!

Duruflé is the best. THE BEST.

Morning, Nov 24, ’09

Sleeeeeeeeeep.......

Sleeeeeeeeeep…….

This picture was probably drawn nine hours after the previous picture, and it illustrates all the important things that happened that morning.

1) it was misty out. Flairé appreciates that.

2) because of the insomnia that led to yesterday’s picture, I was short on sleep and dragged myself very unwillingly to Latin class. And I would be wearing glasses, but you wouldn’t be able to tell what they were if I drew them.

Scream

yo si te amo y vivo por ti / mi niña querida

yo si te amo y vivo por ti / mi niña querida

And once more we have a picture of Gullac, performing Los Adolescentes, his theme song, in a modern nightclub with a mic system. He’s at a rather passionate point in the song (end of the second refrain), and this is actually prior to sliding down the mic stand still. Natalia did translate the lyrics for me, for which I offer a thousand thanks, and they do fit Gullac quite well. Nothing specific, of course, since I’m pretty sure he never had a girlfriend, at least not seriously, but it’s the sort of stuff that suits him.

Not sure if this one turned out well or not. I’ll think on that whenever I see it. His hands turned out well, at least.

Gullac at the Beginning of the Evening

Hey there, cutie! I'm-a gonna sing a song fer ye, 'kay?

Hey there, cutie! I’m-a gonna sing a song fer ye, ‘kay?

And we return to Mister Attention-Hog, perched on one of those high stools at the beginning of his evening performance of Los Adolescentes, his (tentative) theme song, in some random nightclub.

And that’s pretty much all I can say about that. Except I’m pleased with his face/smile.