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Tsukuyomi (is Vicariously Living): Creators' BBS / Character sheet

« Last post by Nakurai on November 13, 2013, 04:03:57 pm »

I have no Idea where else to put this, so I'm gonna leave it here. Place it where you want to.
Also, I might release a template for this later, if it's requested enough...

Full Name; Nakurai (He has many "Titles" Glacial Gale, Gray Wolf{Language varies, Some examples being, "Canis Lupus" [Latin] Haiiro Ookami [Japanese] Loup Gris [French]} Phendrana's Edge, Etc.) But most of the few who know OF him,appear to just call him Nak.
Gender; Male
Age; 19(Both in wolf, and human)
Species; Wolf (Cursed into a human husk)
Nationality/Race; Russian Wolf?
Class+Subclass; Wolf..But as a human form, the best example would be Monk
Date of Birth; August 29,1994
Allegiance/Loyalty; None, But some say there is an Empress he follows.

Clothing: As a Wolf, Nothing of course, but as a human, He tends to Wear whatever isn't too tight, and comfortable for perfect mobility. (Perferably robes?)
Weaponry: As a Wolf, Tooth and Claw (Said that he can clentch minor weaponry in his mouth) As a human, Bo Staff/Scythe
Equipment: Nothing really, Just his trusty Bo Staff
Special Abilities: Increase regeneration, Similar to Marvel's Wolverine, But where Wolverine's Regeneration takes seconds/Minutes, Nakurai's Takes hours/days
Preferred Weapons and Powers: See to Abilites/Weaponry
Fighting Style: Ling-Sheng Su teachings
Other: Woof? (Maybe I might put something here later)

Appearance: Like Wolves in the upper regions of Russia, Nakurai has the fur pattern/colour scheme of Russian tundra wolves, Living at the verge of snow and plains. As a human he is of common height being 6 feet. Long brown hair, His eyes, from a distance appear brown, but are to be dark green, with tints of brown. Sometimes has a small beard.

Personality:
Nyeh. Writing about one's self is stale, I refuse to do this.

Personal History:
-Ahem- The pages here seem to be ripped. Oh well?

The Origins of Termina: Creators' BBS / Re: Majora's Mask game play notes

« Last post by connorwf on September 25, 2013, 08:58:57 pm »

journey in search of a friend: Navi the Fairy

opens in lost woods

Skull kid: boy lost in the lost woods: 2 fairies: reflection?
-I just thought I'd have a little fun with you

Tree Link enters: covered in mushrooms: Dead or dying world?

in the room where there's a transformation, the ceiling light forms the image of 3 triangles, reminiscent of the triforce, but in a different pattern

Alex: The deku: turned into a tree by skull kid: You become him using the Deku Mask

When you enter the clock tower, the hall twists and contorts: like entering a new world

painting in clock tower: goddess of time?

Happy MAsk salesman
"you've met with a terrible fate haven't you?" (unavoidable? planned?)
has to leave in 3 days: knows that the world may be destroyed?
"bring it back to me before my time is up"
similar laugh to the skull kid

Majora's mask: Five stages of grief

1. top of the clock tower as deku: song of time: denial
2. swamp: at the monkey: anger
3. Mountain village: Darmani begs you to bring him back to life: barganing
4. Great Bay: Lulu is depressed from the loss of her children
5. Ikana

http://www.zeldainformer.com/news/themes_in_motion_majoras_mask_and_the_five_stages_of_grief
similar style clothes to the skull kid: pointed shoes

Moons tear: why is the skull kid after it?

clock tower is a lighthouse

swamp mountain ocean canyon (4)

When link is thrown off epona while chasing the skull kid, he may have died

ocarina: precious thing: transforms with each character

Happy mask:
organ suddenly appears
song of healing: melody that heals evil magic and troubled spirits, turning them into masks
freaks out when he doesnt get the mask back
"What have you done to me!"

majoras mask: used by an ancient tribe in hexig ritual
evil and wicked power is bestowed upon the one that wears the mask

ancient ones sealed the mask
could have caused the apocalypse already? destroyed ikana? started the war that killed links parents in the first place?

"time is not eternal. please make the most of your time"

Termina: organized like a clock face

Trees in front of the swamp: dead or cut down: deforestation?

Skull Kid clearly rcognizes you: from OoT: sarias song plays: dimension hopper: like Happy Mask Salesman?
-HMS seen in lost woods: can travel without becoming skullkid/stalfos UNLESS...?

Tingle = Link without a fairy or call to adventure
-"I think I am the same as you, sir! a forest fairy! Alas, though I am already age 35, no fairy has come to me yet"
-"I tell you, tingle is the very reincarnation of a fairy!

The twinrova: Since the goddesses, the triforce and, by extension, Gandorf never came to be, the Twin Rova, immortals, who would not be changed very much by the timeline, are benign magicians. They even have the same name

Clock town fairy: Great Fairy of Magic
Woodfall: great fairy of power
snowhead: great fairy of wisdom
great bay: courage
Ikana: kindness

Link doesn't answer who he is

Kaeppora Gaebora
"the swamp you are in has lost it's guardian deity, but it was destined to fade anyway"
-"change the destiny of this land"

The indi-gogos, the zora band, have a song called "ballad of the wind fish", a reference to Link's awakening. The events of the other games are fiction in this world?
-"you would have been able to hear it if the show weren't cancelled" apocalypse reference? If the world didn't turn their back on the gods, prompting the end of the world, the timeline would be corrected?

Mayors chair: horns, creepy mask similar to the moon: pagan throne? demonic symbolism? commentary on power?

Grinning thief: Happy Mask Salesman?

All four areas are turning into worlds where no life can exist:
-woodfall: poison swamp
-Snowhead: ice
-great bay:
-Ikana: already dead

Darmani: Goron hero, descendent of heroes. Veteran? War?
-died trying to save his people
-when his soul is healed, gorons cheer for him. Desires recognition? To know that his sacrifice? brought happiness to others?
-when he saves the day, the gorons do in fact cheer for him
-becomes tribe patriarch

Giants: Protective gods: Guardians: in temples

Strict, racially divided land
-not always that way (long ago when all the people weren't separated into four worlds"

Clock town carnival of time: once a harvest festival

imp (skull kid) knew the giants before the worlds were divided
-banished by the giants
-giants worshipped as gods for their action: but not really gods

undead soldiers want nothing more to be released from their duty, which carries on into death
-locked into endless war

scattered throughout Ikana: images of men/demons defiling the triforce
-besides the hero shield, the only appearance of the trifoce in the game

Gorons: naturally isolated, friendly but ready to go to war to defend themselves
-long lived (elder goron), would have kept to the old ways: Goron's ruby appears

Flat ans sharp:
-sharp sold his soul to the devil and sealed his brother away
-"you've remembered the song of storms" - blows curses away
-links memory is damaged?
-flat and sharp wrote the songs in Hyrule too, they exist in both worlds:

All nights mak:
a torture device of imsomnia

Keaton mask:
Sheikah stone says that Keaton was popular with children long ago: is majora's mask the future?

Gibdo mask:
Pamela's father is forced to wear the gibdo mask

Owl and Salesman: try to instill fait

belief: heavy theme in Majora's mask

The moon is crashing on it's own, Skull Kid is only looking at it

Mikau just wants to play with his band... and lulu. For everyone at clock town

Great bay: water temperature rises: threatens to kill sensitive zora eggs: water is murky, stormy (dragon cloud): sea snakes: eels

really sad looking man buys the skulltula house in great bay
-to kill himself?
-"not gonna need wallet much longer"

if you leave things the way they are, bad things will happen to this world
surely that's why Tael wanted us to find you
-help our friend

Garo's: spied on the blood-stained hilltop castle: from an enemy nation

Garos ask: What are you
-belief or disbelief ress with you. To die without leaving a corpse, that is the way of us garo

Ikana: place where troubled, regretfull spirits gather

mysterious cloaked man can read people hearts

Sharp: wanted to revive the royal family
-cursed
-only one who knows the way into the temple

we dead should not be lingering in this lad

Takkuri: bird who steals your items

Tortus: Anju's father

carnival of time: Sun and moon are in alignment: season of harmony
-nature and time: tirelessly progressing
-ask for rich harvest

Demons aren't afraid unless they see something that looks the same as themselves

gibdos: lingering regretful spirits of greed

petty little battles destroyed Ikana: Civil War?

Igos Du Ikana

Stone tower wasn't built: the doors were opened: the 4 races broke in in order to climb to heaven

Garo Master:
-rearrange things, in which the earth is born in the heavens and the moon is born on the earth

Ikana canyon music becomes hyrule theme song when saved

long ago, all the people weren't separate
four giants lived among them
because the giants banished the skullkid, they were worshipped as gods

sharp: sun on his forhead
flat: moon

Mayor's office: filled with terrifying, evil looking masks

Moon Children:
resemble happy mask salesman
-Masks... you have... a lot. You, too... Will you be... a mask salesman?
-when you give them a species mask: "not that. quickly put it away"

the moon children are all playing with each other, except the one with the majora mask
-represents skull kid and the giants?
-kids all wear remains: found in boss rooms at the end of dungoens

Majora kid:
-everyone has gone away haven't they
-you're the bad guy. And when your bad, you just run, right?

Majoras wrath looks very similar to the face in the stone tower

Salesman looks disappointed that the power of the mask is gone

The Origins of Termina: Creators' BBS / Majora's Mask Gameplay Notes

« Last post by connorwf on September 25, 2013, 08:58:08 pm »

My raw notes. Expect nothing.

Once I'm done the manga, I'll start linking idea

Danke

Kooloo-Limpah

Creative Corner / Huzzah! It's Brijesha's Poetry Thread!

« Last post by Brijesha on September 25, 2013, 03:23:34 am »

So I'm going to share some of the poetry I've written recently,
but I encourage others to post their own or favourite poetic works as well.

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"My Sweet Mexico"

There we were,
Amidst a sterling night,
Our lives not going right,
and I didn't even know we'd end up here,

Her beautiful brown eyes had me captivated,
Her strong will had me intoxicated,
and her herself, had me in bliss,
She said it was the conversation of her life,
and hours passed,
It was the witching hour,

Why does everything have to be so damn confusing, she said.

She lived for her daughter,
I was a loving father,
and we knew the moment our feet touched the floor,
reality would come back,
I told her to wait,
and with that,
she said..

I love you.

She fled, and it seemed so unfair to be left in such despair.
Why does everything have to be so damn confusing.

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"Untitled"

I come from a town popular for its poisons and their consumption,
All the locals are imploding, and most of our minds are corroding.
A big part of living here is some sort of liberal regression.
I'm filled to the brim from the effects of social tension.

Giving into impulse with familiar feelings, but unknown,
I started to tie a rope so I can leave without exiting home,
but I don't want to die here, this four cornered room won't serve as my coffin-
So instead, I took to packing my bags and wondered where I'd go.

At first, my mind drew a blank,
Secondly and put simple, I thought 'far away',
Thirdly I took action, and to my dismay-
I landed back in bed where I lay with my soul distraught..
Unless I get a move-on, my pain stays and my soul rots.

I'm ending this written piece, sadly with the notion that I'll sleep on it.
It seems this vicious cycle shall continue.

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"Perceived out of Foreign Eccentricities"

Chemically inclined to spend another night spoiled and pondered-
Soft thoughts spawn when I quench a sense-
felt best when bewildered by;
A gulped down "up," that helped settle a rut into a calm indifferent sigh.
The backwards infant memoirs, solemnly revelled from apathetic lullabies.

Personally- I'm under the assumption that I perceive a lot of my existence with a necessary bit of plausibly honest indifference.
Contemplated through an elapsed duration of my own irrational and wayward thoughts;
I've seemingly concluded that my consciousness felt more and more prone to dwell upon foreign eccentricities;
Being that of countless sorts, I sought to gratify my senses.

We felt several sensations of eclectic anxiety through jest,
In the basement of many- an irregular few too heavily medicated.
It was amongst these wild folk that I was struck!
To examine with them, again and again-
THEN I was caught! Without any sought social clues!
Right there and then, feeling f*cked-
I was wondering if the carpenters who nailed these med-heads' walls together, even survived.
What could they be doing with themselves now?

Spoiled nights spent polishin' off an ol' tramp's bread and wine.
Bewildered by soft, spawned thoughts- seldom to the chemically felt,
and best gulped backwards through apathetic contemplation.

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"Brijesha Uma Nahuel Coombs"

Outwardly appearing as another finite man-
and epidermically wrapped in a pale and soft complexion of features,
this presence before me seemed fleshed from a variety of unmarked and blemish-free tissue,
common in frailty and softness to that of a newborn child.

Brijesha Uma Nahuel Coombs;
known as an abstract folk-tale explorer of distant lands.
He can plausibly retell to you;
“Scarless young men are unknowns- they’re unseen!”
Inwards and outwards tales speaking catchy bytes of sound,
Words of what- out of this folk-deity’s many delusions!

On whom frownst thou that ol' grief fawn upon,
In mending of the spirits he hath sown,
So dim lit, dark corners bend,
Calm they've been not,
So then I dare, traveller, rest souls despised.

Taken advantage of by a wily trickster:
Our ol' humble and eccentric governing rule,
He- a corporeal form of our own homes’ balance; Brij.
Truly a lawful embodiment of Krishna.
However- on eerie and drunkard waves of thought,
Weary of travel and mumbling art and experience:

Ah! Oni, hex dark charms swift like spiders' hands,
Within his bending tendrils curses come;
Ol' grief on whom oaths of thy kindness kept,
Demon ransoms yours, and yours must ransom him

Solving a series of puzzles:
I've sensed you trek across this land a many both to and fro-
In countless caught glances through many seasons passed!
With neither the utterance of a mumble or a slightly faint bristle,
A non-entity thats’ presence resonates social control!

With which tucked face hides your life, and shows not half your parts.
That thou in losing him shalt time bore much:
Breathed forth the sound that said you bait,
O! from what power hast thou blind spirits' sight,

In some sort of wayward, yet content conclusion:
He- a small fragment of lawful truth that passes over the subconscious.
The ghost of the tramp that just is- in the land of his own name.

Brijesha Uma Nahuel Coombs;
His smoke oer-brewed and bareness every where:
hash'sh of thyself- lest' kin'-hearted in indifference.

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"Naked In My Automobile"

([size=85]*NOTE: This is one of the first poems I ever wrote back when I was a wee-wittle teenager, it was inspired by a day I spent exploring a riverside with two friends during the end of winter. Its a little tough to read, and for that I apologize- however when I first wrote it, it was a solid paragraph with barely any punctuation! I hope you guys like it.)[/size]

I have felt delirious and gazed into the hypnotic infection of evil and insanity,
As I stood amidst the tombs and willows- I studied the design that the spirits created in return for another life,
and amongst the beds of the dead people, when I reminisced to the good old days,
I looked a stray to my enemy and behold; there she was.
A woman in green with an innocent smile and two shadows formed behind her.
These shadows took shape of lovers I known; a fiery formation of whiskey and symbolism to life, and the other girl cold, and shy.
This woman in green, to whom I’ve seen and the other two behind her.
I continued to wonder, why must this be, why can’t I flee, and a weird light was shining behind the silhouette that to my surprise was the hand of god, and on top of it was a native spirit laying back with a book.
I was ready to begin the ritual of decay until dismay took hold, and I appeared to be under the road.
A long and twisted0 bright bridge,
With cabriolets and horses crossing on top.
This area I consider a hovel, as it is a home to some type of others and as I stood there,
With grief I saw mother prepare to make her jump.
Another soul fallen under the ice, which quickly froze over and soon forgotten,
The artistic graffiti that the peasants make, would splatter on the wall marking their piece of cake, and a home to the mice who never live long...

The woman in green, the woman of fire, and the shy girl whom to me lost the will to inspire, would soon come higher as smoke filled the chaotic cries of butterflies and than we wandered down into the lake, where underneath was the sky with flowers on the clouds and while the girls wandered amidst heavens illusion I quickly fell up and found myself hitting the ground- or was it the sky?
This "ice" that grew and froze to die.
Mother approached me and grabbed my neck,
with black pits as eyes,
I drowsed into the flash back moments- in which we all heard of before we die,
and the three girls appeared before me again, throwing me in the sky,
but I fell into the institution...
A scary place with too many masked faces, and a facade of idiotic mortal beings,
a head ache or heart ache would best describe my punishment in this institution of dramatic illusion.
I felt reminded of my will of suicide, and than I was reminded of my reasons for life, and a war raged on in my head as the battle of life and death went on instead. Sadly death was taking control, and I felt the need to bleed internally, mentally and physically, and I fought the need to sleep for centuries.
I considered the philosophies, of poets like the insects of music, or the lizard king who fought for a spot in America, why the bugs of foreign land stole our minds.
I reminisced through my interests and dislikes and thought what it would be like to be liked or disliked,
and I can feel frozen tears make trails of ice down my face.
Why was I disliked, why was I a disgrace?
and now I felt erosion come from my chest, like a volcano and it’s blooming eruption of life.
I crossed time and space, with lotus’s surrounding me and I remembered the arts of Zen and Thai Chi, but I was never sure of what it could be.

I found myself in a dazed like state, naked in my automobile, driving down the highway of a downtown city during four in the morning, and instead of a car radio, the fiery girl held her record player and I was able to see and taste the music, as if I was evolving.
The girl in green was in the back seat, with her arms around my chair, just holding me tightly.
I felt so free and vigorously I turned the car into a tidal wave,
Strangely enough as it was, we found ourselves driving through the ocean,
and the shy girl who was in the back seat was humming to the chorus of the records song.
I could hear the lizard king call me his friend, and soon there was a chant about and of the end.
So soon I found myself gone with hands around my neck, sitting on the ice of the big white bridge.
and on the bridge; the three girls near me as we stared at the corpses that flowed down the river,
the messenger native walking on the water only to be supportive giving advice through the scarred soul I can see rather than the physical mortal form I was bewildered with in our previous life.
Masked children walked in the sky, as the lizard king sang.
It appeared they waited for the summer rain, and soon insects holding cannons or guns,
shot happiness throughout the west, and soon we sat on a patch of broken ice,
and the river reminded me of a hoard of mice,
or should I say a family that was hunting for a place to flee and scurried along with the corpses that flowed with it.

General BBS / What sort of Anime/Manga have you viewed recently?

« Last post by Brijesha on September 22, 2013, 08:00:24 pm »

I recently just finished watching 'Salaryman Kintaro' and I'm about to finish 'Ayatsuri Sakon.'

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SALARYMAN KINTARO (サラリーマン金太郎)

Yajima Kintaro was once the infamous boss of the Hasshu League biker gang, who at their peak boasted more than 10,000 members, but after meeting and falling in love with a partially sighted girl named Akemi, he gradually mellowed and disassociated himself with gang life.

Unfortunately their love proved to be short lived when Akemi died in childbirth, but her last wish was that Kintaro would become a salaryman and raise their son, Ryuta in a stable environment. It's a request Kintaro cannot refuse, and after saving the life of the CEO of Yamamoto Construction he finally gets an opportunity to change his lifestyle once and for all. However, it seems the life of a salaryman is anything but stable when your employers are a multi-million pound constructor whose managing board is made up of corrupt ex-governmental ministers that are busy setting plans in motion to stage a hostile takeover and seize the company for their own nefarious dealings.

ANIME: http://www.animehere.com/anime/salaryman-kintaro.html

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Running time: 25 minutes per episode
Number of episodes: 20

MANGA: http://www.mangatank.com/manga/salaryman-kintaro

Alternative
上班族之金太郎 ; サラリーマン金太郎 ; Salaryman Kintaro ; Sarariiman Kintarou

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Author/Artist(s)
Motomiya Hiroshi

Genre(s)
Action ; Comedy ; Drama ; Seinen

Type
Japanese Manga - Read from right to left.

Release
1994

Status
Ongoing

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Karakurizōshi Ayatsuri Sakon
(人形草紙あやつり左近?, lit. "Doll Puppeteer Sakon")
Series written by Masaru Miyazaki (under the alias Sharaku Maro) and illustrated by Takeshi Obata.

Born in a Bunraku family, Tachibana Sakon is trained to become a Bunraku puppet master. With a pretty face, timid character and such reliance and dependence on his puppet friend Ukon. With Ukon on his hand, Sakon instantly changes from a timid boy into a careful, quiet, observant, calculating detective. Quite a contrast to Ukon, who is a chatterbox that is much more into popstars and talking to girls. This uncanny pair can see through the criminal`s plots as well as the victim's mind. As Sakon's grandfather once said: "Controlling a puppet is reading the heart. You have to put yourself in the shoe of the one you want to portray."

ANIME: http://animehere.co.uk/ayatsuri-sakon-anime.html
MANGA: http://mangafox.me/manga/ayatsuri_sakon/

OST DOWNLOAD LINK:: http://bakabt.me/127026-karakuri-zoushi-ayatsuri-sakon-osts.html

These are the two OSTs for Karakuri Zoushi Ayatsuri Sakon (http://www.animenfo.com/animetitle,860,bsbdji,ayatsuri_sakon.html).

Mp3 format, the first OST at 320 CBR, the second 128 CBR. Mostly traditional instruments, peaceful/calm music. If you like the Junni Kokki OSTs then you will probably love these. Thanks to http://www.clockworkvoices.com/ for the tracklisting.

OST 1: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmblJ2Aa8Vnho8HOCcthczqrcNSt1ckFq

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1: Opening theme: Hikari Naki Yoru wo Yuke -" Tread the Endless Night" sung by Humming Bird

2: Fuyuu "Floating"

3: Yami no Mau "Dance in the Dark"

4: Nazo wa Hodokeru ka "Is the Riddle Unraveling?"

5: Kisen "Forstall"

6: Shinri no Wana "Mental Trap"

7: Haru wo Omou "Feel the Springtime"

8: Mandara "Mandala"

9: Anata ga Hanin! "You are the Criminal!"

10: Sakon no Teemu "Sakon's Theme"

11: Haikara Soushi "Stylish Storybook"

12: Hamon "Ripple"

13: Koe "Voice" by Itsuki Hanami

14: Tsuiseki "Pursuit"

15: Karamari "Entanglement"

16: Meikyuu "Mystery" or "Labyrinth"

17: Maisou "Meditation

18: Kanaete "Grant my Wish" sung by Arai Akino

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OST 2:

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1: Opening theme: Hikari Naki Yoru wo Yuke -" Tread the Endless Night" -sung by Humming Bird

2: Ouke no Nazo "Mystery of the Royal Family"

3: Yami no Buton "Dance of Darkness"

4: Jujutsu "Incantation"

5: Anji "Suggestion"

6: Ano Goro Nara "Concerning that Time"

7: Shishibu "Lion Dance"

8: Tousou "Escape"

9: Wasure enu Omoi "Unforgettable Thoughts"

10: Fureai "Contact"

11: Sana no Kagi "Key of Truth"

12: Shinkirou "Mirage"

13: Sadame "Destiny"

14: Konmei "Confusion"

15: Senritsu "Shudder"

16: Kon no Koe "The Voice of a Soul"

17: Ukon no Teemu "Ukon's Theme"

18: Kaisou "Recollection"

19: Gen no Kougun "March of Illusion"

20: Sayonara wa iwanaide "Calling 'Goodbye' "

21: Majinai no Yobidashi jou "The call of a curse"

22: Sono Karakuri "The Karakuri"

23: Sayonara wa iwanaide (instrumental piano version

24: Ending Theme: Kanaete "Grant my Wish" sung by Arai Akino

The Origins of Termina: Creators' BBS / The Legend of Termina (A Prequel to TLOZ//Majora's Mask).

« Last post by Brijesha on September 18, 2013, 02:42:06 am »

When I first played "The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask," shortly after the game's release, I was mystified. The game featured such a strange and thrilling adventure that for months I had dreams and nightmares from it. In the years that followed, these visions of the night turned into reoccurring fantasies, and these fantasies took form as notes and even story-board concepts. Research ensued, and now I have a partner to elaborate and lead a project with, but somehow that is still not enough. With a whole cult of fandom spewing out their theories, newly released official TLOZ information, and my own creativity and experience.. I've entered the first phase of research and development, and I'm looking for others to help.

Have you ever wondered how Termina all began? According to the Official Zelda website;

"When Hyrule was created by the three goddesses at the beginning of time, there were certain side effects of its creation which Din, Nayru and Farore did not anticipate. As the three holy women breathed life into the world and chased away Emptiness, their potent breath slipped through tiny cracks in the folds of space and created millions of alternate worlds in the process. One of these worlds became the land known as Termina."

I'm hoping to write a story/manga that goes into details about the Ikana Wars, the ancient tribe that used Majora's Mask for its hexing rituals, how the mask came to be etc.. etc.. The challenge is to be as accurate with the official information as possible, such accuracy creates the foundation on which we can create new information. Hopefully, my partner and I can use every bit of the Zelda Universe to create the best possible narrative you can get for fan-fiction. If you'd like to help, please use this thread to share and discuss your theories and ideas.

What would you like to see in a good Majora's Mask prequel story?

Welcome! [Introductions and Departures] / Re: So I'm new here at the Gnibeuy Network and...

« Last post by Brijesha on September 08, 2013, 11:38:55 pm »

Woah bro. That is pretty serious. So like, you press this button, and like.. stuff happens? Illusions or lasers? Like iunno bro....

Welcome! [Introductions and Departures] / Re: So I'm new here at the Gnibeuy Network and...

« Last post by Nakurai on September 08, 2013, 11:28:29 pm »

Yeah totally, we're working on this thing, that when you press a button, so many things happen at once, so that like.... it looks like nothing happened in your eyes though.
pretty cool huh?

Welcome! [Introductions and Departures] / So I'm new here at the Gnibeuy Network and...

« Last post by Brijesha on September 08, 2013, 03:19:52 pm »

I was wondering what exactly is there to do around here. You guys are supposedly making stuff right? Like what?

General BBS / Happy Birthday from a Kutash Computer

« Last post by Nakurai on September 06, 2013, 09:43:04 am »

Hey furinator!
happy birthday from a kutash computer! (

I don't even know how old you are.)
I was just wondering and had no other method of contacting you.
Did you already make us (admins) accounts on this forum, or do we have to do it ourselves,
I'm guessing since I was able to use the username Nakurai, you did'nt...
Oh well...
I'll do touch ups on my profile when I get home in an hour or two...

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Tsukuyomi (is Vicariously Living): Creators' BBS / Character sheet

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