#na'vi recom

[timetravellingshinigami]

A compilation of Quaritch feral grins. Even his smiles look manipulative af.

[gerathewise]

[pandorasboxoftreasures]

Repeat after me. Especially the ones at the back:

👏Old👏Quaritch👏Is👏Dead

👏Recom👏Quaritch👏Is👏Born👏A👏Clean👏Slate

👏He👏Is👏A👏New���Person

👏Being👏On👏The👏Wrong👏Side👏Of👏A👏Conflict👏Or👏Part👏Of👏An👏Evil👏System👏Doesn’t👏Make👏You👏Automatically👏Evil

👏Having👏The👏Memories👏Implanted👏In👏Your👏Head👏Of👏An👏Evil👏Person👏Doesn’t👏Make👏You👏Automatically👏Them👏Or👏Evil

👏Copying👏An👏Evil👏Person’s👏Personality👏Doesn’t👏Make👏The👏Copied👏Personality👏Evil👏Either

👏The👏Recoms👏Have👏No👏Choice👏To👏Stop👏Doing👏What👏They👏Were👏Created👏To👏Do

👏THEY👏ARE👏GUNS👏WITH👏SOULS

👏YOU👏ARE👏WHO👏YOU👏CHOOSE👏TO👏BE

👏THEY👏CAN’T👏CHOOSE👏YET👏OR👏DIDN’T👏GET👏A👏CHANCE

With three notable exceptional moments courtesy of the Colonel...

I know this is cursed but don’t tell me I was the only one that saw the parallels.

[teyamaa]

“I see you..”

[w-i-s-e]

I made a bunch of Metkayina, Omaticaya and Recom OCs with a Na'vi maker on Picrew

(Links to the makers below in replies)

[theexaltedbride]

Redeemed Recombinants AU.

A soldier's duty to disobey an unlawful order is greater than his duty to obey a lawful order. That doesn’t mean it’s an easy thing to do. Especially when the survival of your species is on the line. 

Yet you have an imperative, and obligation, to resist any order which is illegal or immoral. If a government military enshrines that into its codes and laws, how can any good soldier, sailor, marine, and pilot, not do the same, even when acting as a mercenary?

Warriorship is never its own virtue in and of itself. Only righteous service gives a soldier's life meaning, not just the ability to take life. It must be with purpose.

Each of the Recombinants knows this in one way or another. The pain and doubts they may have had were all drowned out with more violence, with drugs, alcohol, sex, but it is always there. Each time they have to hear the sobs and pleas of the Na’vi, it only gets worse. How many times can you tell yourself its ‘for the greater good’, when you are committing the same acts you once enlisted to stop? 

“A Good Soldier exists to protect those that cannot otherwise protect themselves.” was what someone told you once. Can you even remember who it was? Did the RDA delete it from your mind, or did you invent it? does it even matter anymore when you’re given a brand-new body to live in?

We have to live with our sins because we only get one life to live. But what if you could get another chance? Would you do it all the same? 

Colonel Miles Quarich and his Recom soldiers will never see themselves as part of the Na’vi. But they are not human anymore. They all toe a line that makes them separate from their original species, just as they toed a line that made them forever stand apart from the civilian populace they once came from. 

Pandora is not their home, it is a second chance for humanity. But a second chance means being able to do better, to be better people. This is what eventually puts them into conflict with the RDA. The company is just doing the same things to Pandora that destroyed Earth. They couldn’t give less of a shit about saving humanity if they tried. 

The companies and governments may sell the lie that it was people enjoying a slice of pizza, having air conditioning, or a TV that killed Earth. Thats all bullshit. it was the megacorps, the greedy politicians, the fortune 500 billionaires cutting down entire forests, enslaving the poor in inhuman working conditions, and polluting the planet; all to make an extra buck and have another McMansion that they would never live in. They were the ones who fucked the Earth to death. Not average folk just trying to get by, who now have to pay the price for the avarice of the wealthy fat cats who did everything in their power to make sure nothing could be done to slow or reverse the damage, until it was too late.

Then they left the world so screwed up that the only option which followed was constant war over what little resources were left, and then taking the nearest habitable planet by force.

Now those same greedy bastards who ruined the mother world are doing the exact same bullshit on mankind’s last chance at survival. They know exactly what they are doing, the greedy bastards can only see the universe in the sense of ‘how can it make me richer?’, because that's all that matters to them. At what point does it stop? It only stops when someone stops it themselves.

The Recombinants could be the ones to put an end to it, more so than Sully and his people. The recombinants can give the humans of Earth, and any other newly minted Recoms, a third option beyond going native, or sitting back to die. 

All it takes is the courage to finally stand up and say ‘No’. 

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This is the product of me enjoying the concept of the Recombinants way too much (and Recom Quaritch having way too much charisma and little redeeming moments). I don’t think I will ever do much with this, but perhaps someone else will enjoy reading it and do something with it if they enjoy it (you have my full blessing). Below I will include some random ideas related to this entire topic.

*Recoms escape with any scientists, engineers, soldiers, or civilian staff who is willing to come along and is sick of being corporate puppets and committing atrocities on the native populations of Pandora. They want to stop the violence, but don’t want to abandon all the scientific and social progress humanity has made, like those they see as going primitive like Jake Sully. Sadly, the RDA will seek more violence to keep this mindset from spreading to anyone else. 

*When the Recoms engage former allies they will give them one chance to disengage, or drop their weapons and surrender. Those who do are treated respectfully and given the option to join, or be sent back to the RDA with a few broken bones (to take them out of the fight for a while, since the rebels don’t really have the capacity to care for prisoners long term). Some accept, some are spies, and others don’t care, they are in this for the money.

*Recoms, humans (and maybe even Na’vi interested in technology) finding cave networks to set up secret hideouts to hide from RDA air patrols and hostile wildlife. Using a combination of skills and equipment from both species they make it livable and can seal off sections ot be breathable for the Na’vi or humans.

*Recom Rangers coming about as result of cooperation with the Na’vi, and applying the skillsets of both species to make them better able to use technology and the native biology of Pandora to their advantage.

*Scientists and botanists within the Rebel Recom hideouts working on medicines that can benefit the Na’vi and improve relations with them, while also experimenting with foods that both species could eat, and thus better share the land.

*Recom vs Recom combat as the RDA brings in crueler mercenaries to hunt down the rebels. The Rebel Recoms have to fight their own dark mirrors and see what they could have been if they’d lost their souls to corporate greed.

*Rebel Recom hideouts tend to be far more energy efficient and sustainable than anything the RDA makes. It is out of necessity (since they don’t want to be leaving smoke trails from burning oil or coal like the RDA does), and because they want to actually have a better start for humanity one day.

*Na’vi who join the Recom Rebels will be taught their ways, and learn more about humanity than just the negative picture the RDA gives by stripminning the planet. Some may find an enjoyment in the stories the humans brought with them (with some even comparing the Recoms to ‘Frankensteins’, it seems even aliens make the mistake of not knowing that name is for the Dr. not the creature). But music will be what truly starts to be shared among them, as it proves to be a universal language. 

*Sometimes the rebels will have to raid RDA facilities of convoys, and try to limit casualties as much as possible. They are there for the supplies, not to slaughter people. But the RDA will adjust the numbers to make the rebels less appealing to anyone who may have sympathies to their cause.

*Recoms tend to find cave networks full of oversized insects, and have to go in to clear them out to make it livable for rebel hideouts. There is a near constant stream of ‘bughunt’ jokes going on. Sometimes the networks can be too small for a Na’vi sized soldier, so a human volunteer will have to go in and clear out the remaining bugs before the cave is safe for habitation.

*Some Na’vi tribes end up siding with the Recom Rebels for a variety of reasons. Be it because they like the idea of a more reliable food source thanks to hydroponics, medications to aid those with disabilities (be it from injury, sickness, or from birth) among the tribe to live without pain or constant discomfort, or even be able to regain some mobility and independence. The rebels quickly end up being called the ‘Moonwalkers’ (much to the amusement of the humans and recoms) by allied tribes because they only ever want to walk freely at night, when they know there are less RDA patrols and drones out. 

*Not all such encounters with the Na’vi are wholesome. Many still remember what the Recoms, Humans, and RDA did to their lands, people, to the natural world. They still consider the rebels as enemies, even if they fight the corporation. The Rebels try to follow ‘only fire if fired upon’ rules of engagement, but sometimes things get crazy, and they have no interest in dying.

*Eventually, the Recoms might be given a chance to swap back to a cloned human body thanks to the transhuman level tech involved in avatar control and while some will take it, others wont. Their Recom body is their true self now. They are different than who they once were, and want to move on from that past to a better future.

[nightlyteaandpaper]

“So that was what you said,” he smirked, placing arm around her waist. “That day at the stream.”

                She smiled. “Beautiful.”

                “Beautiful.”

                And with that, Miles made the close. Their lips touched, and it was like lightning ran through his veins. It was like drinking the oldest and most expensive wine, but only having a drop. He was an alcoholic now, needing to be drunk on her. They breathed heavy, and Miles tried to keep his hands to himself, he tried to be good, but it was too much. Something was…different. He pulled away, almost stumbling to the ground.

                “What?” S’rrona asked, scared. “What happened?”

                He gaped at her, eyes wide. “Did you feel that?”

[It's a working scene, but I love it so much. I love being a writer, regardless of the WIP. It is not posted yet, but it will be soon.]

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[mandowifey]

Trello Update

Hello! Everyone will be pleased to know, my new fic; 'Trajectory' has been added to my trello queue, you all will see it falls under priority writing, and that's because it was the winner of the poll! If anyone is curious about the updates and how it's going along, feel free to check my trello (link can be found pinned to my page). Very excited to do this for ya'll, definitely gonna be fun flexing my Quaritch muscle <3

[nat-but-free]

those parents on the parents evening

[kv003]

more rlly quick sketches of my recom ocs, aka vipers only friends. they're both snipers and the one w the beanie has a british accent. kobras the more talkative one while boa is just happy to be here. jacques is french and kobra is british. bffs for life

[timetravellingshinigami]

I just love the way they look you know

Lyle especially. So intense here 😳

[pandorasboxoftreasures]

Oh Jesus, why did I generate this cringe? 

IT’S NOT EVEN THE WORST ONE!

... It is a little bit accurate, tho...

[teyamaa]

NEYTIRI SULLY

Zoe Saldana

[fruitmilkshake]

Credits to the respective creator of this drawing

..... Now i can die happily

[anxiousdreamcore]

My second, quickly doodled attempt at Varang lol. Tried making her as close to the design as possible and referenced her actress, Oona, for the facial features.

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(My commission list)

(DO NOT repost my artwork on any platform. I do not give my consent to do so.©)

[nightlyteaandpaper]

My Avatar Fanfic has been update and here is some of Chapter three.

If you want to follow more of the story, click this link.

The Battle Within Chapter 1: Miles, an avatar fanfic | FanFiction

Chapter 3

                Whispers danced around him, words he didn’t know. Miles opened his eyes to see dark feet standing around him, and when he flipped over onto his back, he saw the bodies and faces that were attached. The same dark faces that reminded him of the woman who saved him. They were the same species of Na’vi.

                Miles sat up, his hand reaching for a gun that wasn’t there. Something blunt and thick landed under his chin. Cool to the touch, smooth like ore. It smelled of rotted earth, of wet dirt. Miles froze.

                One Na’vi spoke to the other, and it was only the little words that Miles understood. “Stranger,” “here,” “people,” “Na’vi.” He watched as they threw sentences at each other, speaking fast. When they noticed him staring at him, the one holding the stick press hard on the tip, pushing the blunt and broad end into Miles’ throat. Something deep and guttural sputtered from Miles’ lips, but all the Na’vi did was crouch down.

                He was young, no older than Spider, perhaps even a year younger; there was still light in his eyes. He said something that Miles couldn’t catch and when no response came the boy pushed hard on the stick, knocking Miles back. He yelled the words again.

                Mile’s hands went straight to his head. No weapons.

                “I don’t know what you want from me,” he shouted over the boy. “I can’t understand you!”

                But the boy kept yelling and his friend behind him laughed. They were all around the same age. The boy came face-to-face with Miles and grinned. The boy pressed harder on the rod and for the second time since he got here, Miles saw the end just before him. He couldn’t breathe round the stick.

                A shadow passed over them and the boys stopped, their ears plastered against their heads. A low and deep growl came, making the boys scramble back, the stick now hiding behind the his back. Several pairs of feet fluttered around him, and long Na’vi the color of rich blue surrounded him. Two pairs of thick arms grabbed him from the ground. A Na’vi female spoke to the boys, her words sharp and clipped. She must had been their mother by the way they all looked alike when she turned around. Her eyes widened when she saw Miles.

                She looked to the forest, and ipped. Silence, then an ip back.

                Miles looked around. These were all the same kind of Na’vi, the same kind as the woman who saved him from the mud pit, but none of them were as…friendly as she was.

                The branches and the leaves of the forest surrounding them rustled and out came an older Na’vi man, perhaps 27 or 28. He was a little taller than his people, who were only up to Miles’ chin, but what he lacked in stature, he made up in presence. The young man strode of the forest with a speed that told him if he decided to take all day to get there, they would just have to wait.