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Member Since : 2013-05-26
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posté February 10, 2015, 11:34:02 | #1
My name along with the picture of an Iop below. Shouldn't you see the irony from the very first moment? Anyway, you could be making a whole plot up, picturing your place in amakna as a hypothesis. How could I know for sure if I did not ask?

Well, I am not an active player in the time being. After all I am a remigton player, so I guess it wouldn't be possible anyway.

But, I am sticking here in the forums. If you are feeling like it, you can post here concerning your roleplay.

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - February 10, 2015, 11:41:48.
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posté February 09, 2015, 10:59:36 | #2
As long as fans and art exist out there, I do not think it will be.

There will always be someone who has something to post, and someone else who will see.

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posté February 08, 2015, 14:08:00 | #3
Nice art and style. Awesome above the waist anatomy, and blood effects.

No one should really piss this guy off. Actually, wait, this is what he wants..

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posté February 08, 2015, 14:03:22 | #4
Thanks for your kind words and appreciation of my efforts. That offers me exactly what I aimed for and wanted to hear.

Okay. I am kindly familiar with the mythology in wakfu (not dofus). I know the basic hypothesis of how the wold of twelve evolved, and how the divine forces behind the every day life helped it to do so. But I was quitely intrigued by the very start. How could some things have started? No rules directing me, I asked myself how could the ecaflip species evolve? I mean, they and the osamodas are so different from other races. So I made up the character and the story you kindly read above.

Answering your question, no Alecia is not a daughter of a god. But she won her place in the divine story among them. She was human. All like everyone else. But she decided to isolate herself and believe in this rather old entity she obviously thought it was the best to. The god ecaflip was not known up to that point to the world.

As the years passed, her goddess rewarded her for her faith, and entitled to her, parts of her own power, as miracles to be cast upon earth. This is when her body started to change into a feline one. Fur started to grow on her skin. Her eyes sharpened up. Her body became more agile. Her nails and claws became pointed. And finally she grew a tail completing her transformation.

Continuing on,yes, I do kindly picture the goddess of luck and fortune (fortune by the meaning of "good chance") as a woman. I would never picture the god Iop or others as a female, but this one I think it could have this fair hypothesis. Every day, we cherish and treasure the women around us for the luck that seems to support them. It is something, a gift, that it is given to them more than us. It's in them, and that only makes them even more beautiful. But I would not ignore the mythology of wakfu considering the ecaflip race either.

The man that Alecia did fell in love was the one the people in the world of twelve know as the god ecaflip. Their child was the first pure ecaflip in the world. One both parents helped and supported. But Alecia was more of a calm, serene being. She did not have the need to further on present herself to people, nor cast miracles to gain faith and recognition particularly to her own name. She had done her own part in this, and would stay to her role, and respect her man's authority in the family. Therefore, it was mostly the God Ecaflip who was kept well known in the world, and her own name was forgotten.

Now how did the god ecaflip did emerge himself to divinity, that I think Ankama must have covered in the back stories of wakfu. But if they have not, then who knows. Perhaps, he also did come from the same old goddess. Similarly, as Alecia did.

I hope there is no more confusion residing in your head right now concerning this issue. Thanks for reading.

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posté February 04, 2015, 11:49:41 | #5
How much I do respect designers who can draw. And by "draw" I mean actually, like the way you do.

Adding and defining volumes by strokes is sketching. Strokeless realistic painting, (or semirealistic in your case) is drawing.

Lovely chars!...

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - February 04, 2015, 11:50:32.
Reason for edit : Adding "Lovely"
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posté February 04, 2015, 11:40:21 | #6
Obviously. It is fan art after all.

Even if you did not say that, I would see the love you keep dear for it, only by your way of talking. Nice effort and lovely results.

Perhaps we get to see more?

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posté February 03, 2015, 15:15:28 | #7
See it as you would desire.

Glad you like the result of my effort.

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posté February 03, 2015, 15:10:32 | #8
Lovely picture and a cool character. I guess srams can go even better.

This artwork and the fanfic all yours?

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posté February 03, 2015, 11:42:02 | #9
Alecia the gambler So, I made a vector image with later small adjustmets and effects in Photoshop. I rarely do fan art in general, but I guess this was a result of unexpected inspiration. Well, Alecia the gambler. All wakfu fans obviously do know what she could be already. What you do not really know is her story...

**Warning. Small image size. The image can be viewed in greater resolution through it's actual source**

--- STORY PLOT ---

You finaly made it to the seaside. Oh this day... Bless the god your journey is finally over through this whole continent. This continent whose sun is way too harsh, or just like to make his presence clear. You've gave thought to this dileema inside your head countless times. But you are not in state to come and think of it either. You quickly reach to your water pouch and quenched your thirst which would never leave you alone for more than five minutes.

But you were here now. To the crosbowily seashore. You recognize that the shore is quite rocky and not trespasable, however you do feel the cool sea breeze on your cheek caressing you. And it's refreshing, unique smell... Well you are a strong man. You've gone through this whole terra. What do some more little rocks stand to stop you? It is rather obvious ain't it?

Once upon the rising formed by thick stone, you can finally see the sea. The tropical vegetation steps back here. You can hear the sea flapping upon this remote earth. Wave by wave. And the seagulls marking their presence in the skies. The lonely islands up ahead, settig the horizon on this summer like, clear sky. You stand a little to watch and catch what nature offers to you. That little part of it you are a being of, and personally entitled to. To catch your breath, and observe with a clearer view.

You move across the shore and to lower ground jumping from rock to rock. You observe forward. This place is really endless. You hope burns deep inside you, brighter than ever before. This is your destination. Once, you landed upon a big, wide sheet of stone directly adressing the water, even from this height. And then your keen eye notices. As her own insticts become vastly aware of you. You witness her seating right across the edge. She is resting along with this forgotten land. Her mother nature.

She turns to adress you. She stands up. "Welcome there traveler." She is saying in a calm, gentle manner. A smile of warmth forms in her strange face which seems a lot more different that you were told and personally expected. You adress her back with an empty stare, yet you are bewitched. By this exotic beauty. By the way she is looking at you, comprehending you. Dealing with you.

"Are you a visitor to his land?" She asks softly and tilts her head. Her language is fluent. You wonder how can someone like so can hold such a lexical convenience... She seems to totally ignore your sword hanging below your leather belt. On the other hand, her wild, almond shapped eyes are caugth by the large piece of fabric carefully enclose in your fingers. She lets out a measured giggle. "You are a cartographer are you not? You have come here to explore." She grinned brightly inspecting you whole, from your dirty boots to your ruffled by the wind hair. "Well ifit is like so, then you are having a lot of work to do."

Perhaps if it was different, you would think about it. About making this island known detailingly to the rest of the world. If you were lucky. It would also gain you some more golden coins in your pocket as well. But you are a man that likes to keep yourself dedicated until something is finished. And now your urge grows every second. To achieve yor goal. To finish what you have started. You destination has claimed itself clear.

You draw your sword decisively. It's metalic echo disturbs the air. Disturbs the birds. Disturbs the sea. Shocks her. Shocks you. Like a cat, her own urges step her back. Her smile vanishes. Her stare meets your determined one. Then a pause. Then her smile comes up again. Differently this time.

"Oh, now I can see... You are another one. One more of the quite many." She states and laughs softly. She reaches down to her own unique belt. You perceptive eye notices a full deck of cards, and a small wheel, but she picks a pair of dices instead. She turns to adress you as what you were. Holding the two dices up to the height of her and spinning them quite swiftly in her fingers.

She looks at you with those exotic eyes. Which have shaped up into the ones of a snake or a cat. As have her claws silently pointed out under her toetips' fur . "And to think I haven't earned my tail yet." She declared openly. She opposes you, stepping forward and leaning to the side to bear her smile. You cannot escape the feeling you are being continuously analyzed from inside out. "Now soldier... what do you think the odds will accredit to you. What will the dice show?."

You close your eyes and hold your shiny sword stiffly into both of your hands. You pray to your god. Now in your mind jump many figures that this was all wrong. It could all go into a million different ways. Peaceful and acquiescent ways. Ways that all could gain from. But from this spot and on there is no turn back. You have been warned for this.

May goultard keep you safe.

--- Story ends here. ---

So this is the story of Alecia the gambler. A sole being, living on her own in an uncharted territory, and the mystery around her name. She is a paladin to a goddess worsiping the cat species. Alas, due to her insistence and true faith Alecia has been acquiring her goddess's awards and miracles upon her, changing her body, and being, in the passing of time.

It is nearly impossible such a nature to go unnoticed, even in the isolation she resides. Soon, many rumors arose from the legend of the cat worsiping god. And there where also many, who would insist any way to see that miracle before their eyes, and therefore have it for themselves only.

Many soldiers, legendary or not were sent to capture her, but no one ever managed. No matter how skilled one is, everything in their effort was based upon the odds. Well, their opponent had the power to control odds. There was no time when Alecia would not achieve the sixth face of the dice, or pick the ace from a whole deck of cards. As a result Alecia was never captured.

Achieving lifespan a lot longer than the ordinary, Alecia was forgotten by people through the centuries. She strengthened and nourished her faith and grew a worthy representive of her goddess, taking her full form on earth. Wherever she would go, every life being would prosper out of good luck and chance.

Unavoidably, she once fell in love, and gave birth to a daughter. The child was named "Amanda" and her species was determined after the calling of her mother's goddess.

Amanda was the very first. An ecaflip.


Thanks for your time offered to see and read this. This picture took it's time on me to be made. But it was only a pleasure to deal with through the whole process.

You can view, favortie and download this picture more conveniently though my deviant art page: Click here

All comments appreciated. Thanks again.

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posté February 03, 2015, 11:17:54 | #10
Something that is not really specified. Are you talking about in game roleplay here, or roleplaying in the forum area?

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - February 03, 2015, 11:18:13.
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posté May 18, 2014, 12:37:46 | #11
Sentimental Eva I sketch I made featuring Eva from the official wakfu series. Pencil work and lines settled with ink. Small, quick portait.

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posté March 17, 2014, 09:54:46 | #12
I've got right one in my mind right now.

-You were hostile,
You left me behind,
Only if you ever knew,
what in my heart you would find.

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posté March 16, 2014, 11:10:56 | #13
Yea, every idea has it's pros and cons individually. I've tried this concept you have in mind inthe past. It went pretty good, but the game master will has to present solid facts happening or else the interest will fade pretty soon.

Anyway, the thing isthat since we have people here willing to join, we should just start something. Personally I took the initiative and directed us to a solid plot. Will also be thinking newer ones.

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posté March 15, 2014, 11:17:33 | #14
Well truth is I alsotend to have periods when being completely occupied, but I believe I could help up in running this roleplay. Even as a mod if someone else cannot, or does not wan't todoit. I can see people having the intention to give this a try.

About a couple of months ago I've made this story entry in another thread which slipped unnoticed. It's called "Nox's Return." If the theme does sound interesting to you, go ahead and check that thread. There I've posted a detailed starter about it. We can start with that plot, or something someone else figures.

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posté March 09, 2014, 12:14:06 | #15
Of course. You can also ask for my help as well.

I don't think there is someone who won't share advices or make a helpful decision if you go ahead and share about what could be troubling you.

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - March 09, 2014, 12:17:31.
Reason for edit : Typo~
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posté March 08, 2014, 18:25:31 | #16
That sounds pretty fitting then. We could get a new one running. And as well as the idea is good and the roleplay detailed then I am interested.

About your concern wondering if you could maintain it well, let's give it a try. It's not a hard task once you have the right people, and some fair rules. If the issue is about something else, you can also always ask from some advice from someone else too.

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posté March 08, 2014, 11:34:25 | #17
Any roleplays I've been parting or starting in the past have in time failed. Alternatively also do finally start to look out for a certain one that will hold in time. As for a story's submission that could serve as a plot, that's not a big problem.

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posté January 11, 2014, 12:11:46 | #18
RP: Nox's return. Story:

The forbidden room. A dark room. Forgotten by all. Memory, fate, even time. The mechanical clinging would faintly repeat once and then in the usual, defined tempo. Small lights on the board would go on and out. Gears would slowly spin in their once per day usage to keep the interior temperatures to the determined level.

The giant clock, stranded. Destroyed by both time and despair would remain still for decades from the war with the Sadida race. Dead and lifeless after the initial death of it's owner's plans. Yet unlike what it seemed on the outside, inside was different. This is what a little sadida girl realized on her little exploration trip inside it's chaoticly build areas.

She hadn't tell anyone about this. Perhaps that was something she had already regretted already. This place, even now was so creepy and scary, with it's dark aura, and those undefinable beeps she would hear once and then that would make her jump. She decided to take a turn and leave this scary place to be devoured alone by time. But suddenly a powerful "clang" was heard.

She was surrounded by strong mechanical noises. Steam would be blown out out of the engines as the gears started to spin. In alert she tried to locate an exit. She looked to her left. She noticed a room with a casket lied towards the wall. The iron restraining clasps withdrew and the cover opened. Hidden as she was she peeped around the corner.

She heard the loud laugh of a maniac distorted behind the metallic mask. She was not alone. Terrified she started to ran. She made it to a corridor she could recognize from before. This one would lead to the main bridge, and from there she could descend downwards where she could escape.

But with a certain formation performed by his fingers, he teleported before her, cutting her way to freedom. "Well, well, what do we have here?" He said. The little girl looked at him in terror as she squeezed herself in the corner. He was so thin, like a skeleton. The Xelor walked towards her.

She gasped and started to cry, asking for help.

"Don't worry little girl. You just acquired yourself a new home." He said. "You will be my link to the outside world. And in return, I will offer you lessons you never imagined that applied on wakfu."

The Sadida girl looked at him and nestled in her corner helplessly crying. "No!!!"


So this is an idea I had. Of Nox's return. There were times I thought I could make something out of it, but instead it turned out better as a roleplay idea. This presents a world of twelve where Noximilien the Xelor, forgotten and erased in the past returns back into living. With a thirst for revenge. Or just intention of putting himself back on into the string of history. The once powerful Xelor is now without the aid of Eliacube for his actions, but consists out of a wisdom of almost three centuries of experiences. The powerful cube has certainly marked his route in life from the very first moment he retrieved it. Will it's influence from the past still mark this Xelor's behavior and intentions? Apply on this roleplay hypothesis and find out with the rest of your partners.

I will not make any disturbing restrictions. Everyone is free to enter this roleplay, but only with one character please. Applying for this roleplay can be done with the following form:

Name: Terstan Terran

Nickname: Territas.

Race: Iop's Heart.

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Six feet tall, hazel, spiky haired Iop, with light brown eyes. Built built body to an athletic state even if his general structure remains to the volume of an average man. He wears medium weighted, red Iop armor. A metallic handmade belt circles around his waist where he attaches any belongings.

Territas used once to be trained under the council of a great martial master in Bonta as an Iop of fire. After his sister's death he left the palace in search of his own purpose. In such a quiet time of peace though, it was pretty clear he wouldn't participate in anything according to what he was taught. Soon he made a home where he survived the life of a lumberjack and a farmer in Bonta's borders.

Strengths: (post this if you want to make any particular statement of your character's main or important abilities) High durability drive against exhaustion, physical damage or abuse. Strong and quick in close range combat. Persistant. Can berserk charge.

Weaknesses: (post this if you want to note any major, or notable weaknesses your character encounters) Low understanding of strategic steps and outcomes. Even if realizes some importance of strategy, he cannot realize a plan more complicated that two or three steps. Incompetent in long range and hardly adequate in control styled fighting. Poor response in anything beyond.

I can be the game master of this roleplay, most likely posting once and then about certain facts concerning Nox's return, that may be taking place in the world of twelve. Yet I am not doing this alone. Any participants that have any ideas, you can PM me and we arrange additional facts that you have in mind, or believe it would be cool to encounter.

Any rules I might be setting on this will be, no insulting towards other players or rude behavior. No OP characters bios like you can, if you want, own everything and anyone without any logic. No character or roleplayer is above or below the others (except if you have agreed on this).

Besides those, everything else is allowed to your hearts content. This is a roleplay made for all players to enjoyably participate. The final rule I might note is: Have fun.

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - March 15, 2014, 11:25:44.
Reason for edit : Just policing things up~
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posté November 11, 2013, 21:20:53 | #19
Having read all you wrote, I believe it is all about of how a classic structure of roleplaying should be. We pick a character and use him/her in this story. It might not be us (even if someone preferers to roleplay in 1st person) but the character who is experiencing everything in 1st person. I don't think we should act like we are playing on our computers, nor our characters should. They are there, in ground zero, fighters or not, trying to survive. Like, I believe, any other roleplay we see performed on this forum.

Now concerning what said about "realism" the game master mentioned an example of the foggernaut rusting or malfunctioning while exposed to the water. Concerning that I do not really think anything more is meant besides that point of certain little things that could have been ignored in any cartoon series, while they do apply in reality. So a Foggernaut having their cirquits exposed to water should malfunction (except they have certain "mechanics" knowledge to device plates making themselves water resistant), as well as any other race personal should drown if they stay below the surface for much long. Besides that, supposedly the reality of the wakfu world bounds any rules. Our characters have their superpowers according to their race and skills, and can act accordingly.

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - November 11, 2013, 21:25:02.
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posté November 01, 2013, 14:39:57 | #20
Hello. XD

Yeah it has been. I had to keep some distance for a while. I hope you are doing well.

This post has been edited by LittleSmartTofu - November 01, 2013, 14:41:51.
Reason for edit : Removed a typo that I did not notice commiting lol.
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