#twiner

[bunnimew]

Leading Man

"Imagine!" Pitch cried, throwing his hands out wide as if to spread a panorama before them. "The world, blanketed in darkness. Fear in every corner, shadows—"

Twiner stopped listening. He muttered to Jack, "Can you believe this guy?"

Jack pressed his lips together and nodded. "A veritable one man show."

[who-do-i-know-this-man-s3]

⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️

[bunnimew]

AAAAAA I love him! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ That cincher is lovely and he's appropriately twig-like~~

Thank you so much @calmboyl ! 🥰

no.73, “oh dear Twinetender”

i genuinely was struggling for Twinetender design, its so open for interpretation

[crabbarts]

going insane over Lucky Meas' and Joron's relationship (part 1/?)

[caramel-mousse]

thinking of her. look at her.

[mikyapixie]

20 years ago today Barbie As The Princess & The Pauper released on DVD!!!

ONE OF MY FAVORITE BARBIE MOVIE!!! I STILL HAVE THE DVD 📀📀📀 TOO!!!!!

[freak-like-meemy]

A moodboard of Mr. Qwerty and Twiner (Wormwood)

For RotG Halloween 2023

Day Two: Wormwood

@rotg-halloween

[hauntedfarfalle]

Current read: Call of the Bone Ships by RJ Barker

Book 2 of the Tide Child trilogy

If you grew up reading Ranger’s Apprentice/Brotherband then I highly recommend this series— lots of nautical elements including ship lingo and long voyages. It’s a high fantasy series, so it has Pirates of the Caribbean-esque elements as well. The sea battles are incredibly well-written.

‼️‼️🗣️🗣️ SEA DRAGONS 🗣️🗣️‼️‼️

I’ve seen reviewers classify these books as grimdark, but I disagree with that mainly because of the main character Joron and his captain (shipwife), Lucky Meas. Though hardened by the circumstances of their lives and their tragic pasts, both of these characters, along with many of the side characters, have strong moral compasses and a conviction to do what’s right.

I’m enjoying this series a lot so far and I think it definitely deserves to more well-known. I would love to see the fandom grow too because I haven’t found anyone to talk about it with yet 🥲 (if you have read them pls interact bc I am desperate to scream about Joron with someone)

[chotachica]

Modern au nai/vash (+wolfwood/livio) siblingnism my beloved

[corrupted-starcharts]

-{{ Twin-Iterations Onfim and Raskol }}-

[amorphousbl0b]

It's like they're describing The Bone Ship's Wake word for word

i think that killing a dragon should have catastrophic nuclear-fallout level environmental consequences tbh. their blood should scorch and wither the earth with fire and poison, the toxic fumes released as they decay should choke the land and all nearby living creatures, and the entire landscape where they fell should be transformed into a blighted wasteland where bleached leviathan bones loom upwards out of the ground as a warning that can be seen from miles away, the boundary markers of an exclusion zone.

[nosenipped]

i  wanna  talk  a  little  about  jack's  staff﹕  twinetender  /  twiner.

in the books, he's molded out from the bark of the warrior willow, form the mohican tribe. the warrior willow housed the spirits of deceased warriors. twinetender is of pure and noble of heart, traits that pass onto it's wielder﹔ jack frost.

his staff was originally made by north, to which jack had remarked a very "northian" name for him to choose from. it could change into a variety of weapons to fit the situation afoot. personal tidbit ┄┄ most of these weapons will have etchings of the mohican tribe.

so twiner's a bit of a bitch. 💀💀 acting predominantly as a baby sitter to help guide and protect jack, formerly nightlight, through his journey.

he offered jack sovereignty over the trees, ( why, as if snow wasn't enough. ) and connected him to every piece of nature there is! he speaks the language of trees, commands the winds, so on and so forth.

he's also mentioned to have an army of leafmen at his disposal. ( brother in william joyce. @lcafman )

jack and twiner then made an oath﹔ to stay as humanely and as .. stickly as possible. :3

PS. from writer to writer, jack DESPISES being called 'lord of the trees,' it's awfully pompous ﹠ a MOUTHFUL. it's something very embarrassing to him, so to those that wanna tease him ..

[9haharharley1]

♦ - jack frost!

Quirks/hobbies - Well, we all know that his hobbies include anything winter related! He builds armies of snowmen for kids overnight, and he'll start a snowball fight with little provocation, and he loves spending time with kids, even if they can't all see him. After becoming a Guardian, he spends his free time with the others, helping Tooth collect teeth, painting (really badly) eggs with Bunny, and helping North come up with fun new toys. He can't really help Sandy do his thing, so whenever he visits, he sits and keeps Sandy company, chatting his ear off or just sitting in companionable silence. Sometimes he'll bring a book.

Jack likes to read. It took him many years after becoming a spirit to learn how, and the words blur together sometimes. He can't read for very long because of this, but he enjoys it nonetheless, and he's taken advantage of North's vast library on more than one occasion. The silence is comforting to him. It's warm and cozy, and easily the quietest room in the workshop.

He also likes to paint his nails, and he collects random ribbons he finds and ties them to Twiner, with little cute keychains dangling off the ends.

Going to shows is a favorite thing for him to do as well. He'll sit in on movies, go to concerts and theaters, ballets and the like. Anything that keeps him occupied, and there's never a shortage of venues to visit. And of course, He always has the best seat in the house.

[outofgloom]

Do you think Treespeak may be based on any real life dialects? In particular English varieties and English-based creoles ?

Short answer: not really. I would be surprised if that much intentional thought was put into it, especially basing it on specific varieties of English. Part of the reason for this is that Treespeak, as presented in Bionicle source materials, isn't all that complex or different from "typical" English. There are a couple of main properties:

(1) Special elaborated vocabulary. Sometimes expressions in Treespeak/Chutespeak are just elaborated forms of a single English word. So, for example, "bad-worse" and "bad-wrong" are really just used to mean "worse" and "wrong", but in a more elaborated way. We could, of course, interpret these as "intensified" forms, which is what I have done in the Matoric model of Treespeak/Chutespeak. Same for expressions with "ever-", "all-", and "quick-".

In other cases, elaborated forms just provide a bit more color to an expression, like "crash-wreck" which basically means "crash" and "wreck" together or "crave-need", "rapid-quick", "terrible-bad", "seek-find". Similarly, a lot of Treespeak expressions are just simple combinations of adjective+noun that have been "fused" together into a single word: "bald-land", "clash-time", "dark-plant", "loud-talk", etc.

There are a couple of cases where individual words are derived as something similar to a "kenning" (a poetic term referring to a compound of words which refers to another word metaphorically, such as using the expression "whale-road" for "ocean" in Old English poetry). These include "bog-foot" which means "slow (person)", maybe "old-bone" ("dead") and also maybe "cling-twiner" to refer to a vine.

Other times, expressions utilize options in English syntax that are a bit less common. The term "air-breathe" is one of these--it would generally be classified as a compound verb or an "incorporated object" expression. It's equivalent to "breathe air", as in the sentence "I breathe air", but the object "air" has been prefixed to the verb "breathe": "I air-breathe". You can also make nouns this way by adding a suffix like -ing: "[ Air-breathing ] is great!" which means basically the same as "[ Breathing air ] is great!" Other cases like this are "order-giving" and "order-taking" and maybe "vine-swing" ("swing on a vine") and "ground-walk" ("walk on the ground"). A similar construction incorporates an adverbial element instead of an object, yielding "quick-soar" from "soar quickly", "quick-walk" from "walk quickly", etc.

(2) "Clipped" syntax. Probably the most notable aspect of early Treespeak lines in, say, MNOG is that they are "missing" specific words. Look at the following line by Kongu:

"Traveler beware – darktime come. Matau stolen, Lewa gone! Le-Koronans prepare for battleflight!"

Part of what makes this particularly "Treespeaky" is that Kongu is eliding all the auxiliary verbs and maybe an article or two.

"Traveler beware – (a/the?) darktime has come. Matau is/has been stolen, Lewa is gone! (?The) Le-Koronans prepare for battleflight!"

You can see this in a bunch of his other lines, as well as elision of some other things like subject pronouns and some other elements, as well as a heavy use of apposition:

"Kongu (is the) fastest Leaf-Runner!"

"In lifedawn years past, (he) was known (as) Matau Kewa Champion!"

"Lewa, (?is the) great Toa of Air! (?The) Hero of Le-Koro! (He has) Gone away in quest for the Great Kanohi."

"Uptree, (there is) battle, downtree (there is) peace!"

This elided form of syntax also plays into the development of some of the individual Treespeak words/expressions. The terms "uptree" and "downtree", for example, are clippings of "up (a/the) tree" and "down (a/the) tree" which have then been fused into individual words; also "over-rock".

[rockfact]

making a rotg oc is insane i have to google pics of jack frost and Remember

trying not to feel cringe enjoying a movie rn

[katblu42]

Like Your Father

For @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt #176

With a prompt like this, how can it be anyone but Scott Tracy?

Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go Word Count: approx 886

He’d been hearing those words practically all his life.  Almost always in a positive light.  When he was little it was invariably a reference to his smile or his eyes – or Grandma commenting on his tendency to want to get everywhere fast, or his infatuation with all things flight related.

As he grew he found himself wanting to emulate his father in so many ways. So, by the time circumstances unexpectedly thrust him into Dad’s shoes as a young man the comparisons were practically inevitable.

In Scott’s role as CEO of Tracy Industries it was so common for people to comment on the likeness that with every face-to-face meeting it was now expected.  Well, at least from board members, executives, competitors, clients and prospective collaborators who were old enough to have met the great Jeff Tracy in person. 

Sometimes the words went unspoken, but the way a person’s eyes would linger on Scott a moment longer than strictly comfortable while shaking hands said it anyway.

“You’re so much like your father.”

Most of the time it made Scott proud.  After all, it’s what he strived for – the result of the inner mantra that kept him asking himself “What would Dad do?” in any situation.  He wanted to be like Dad, to make him proud, to live up to the legacy.  And there was an undercurrent of fear there at times that he would never be able to live up to that.  So, hearing people remind him that yes, he was indeed a lot like his father was a reassuring comfort.

Usually.

Today’s meeting had started out ordinarily enough.  He and Virgil were in New York to meet with Nathan Twiner in order to discuss his proposal for a project he thought Tracy Industries should support.  The eager and over-confident inventor had given Scott that look as introductions were made.

“I had the pleasure of meeting your father once,” the greasy-haired, middle-aged man commented with a toothy smile and a firm handshake.  “He was a great man.  Such an inspiration.”

“Yes, he was.”  Scott returned the smile and deftly resisted the twist the older man tried to enact to literally get the upper hand grip in the shake.

From there it had all gone downhill.  Twiner’s idea was all hype and very little substance.  Virgil had politely pointed out a number of the many flaws he’d spotted in the designs and blueprints.  Scott himself could see some of them, and both Tracys had expressed their safety concerns when Twiner had tried to suggest the ways in which experimentation would find the solutions for any shortcomings in the design. 

But the main issue Scott had with Twiner’s idea was the fact that the end product would have no real benefit to society at large.  It was a grand idea which would need a great deal of time and money poured into it just to make it viable.  Scott agreed with Twiner that the finished product would likely sell, but Tracy Industries were not in the business of making things that amounted to little more than big toys for rich grown-ups to waste their wealth on.

Finally getting the message that Scott and Virgil were showing him and his idea the door, Twiner’s thin veil of friendly familiarity was abandoned.  He stood, he scowled down on Scott who remained seated across the table.

“This place has obviously gone to the dogs since the demise of the Great Jeff Tracy.  He was a man who knew a profitable idea when he saw one.  An adventurous man who wasn’t afraid to take risks.”

Virgil may have sensed what was coming.  A subtle shift in his position beside Scott brought his knee to rest against his big brother’s thigh beneath the table.  A small, simple gesture that served as a reminder that Scott was not alone here, and to keep calm.  Although Scott was managing okay without the gesture, he was very glad of it when Twiner delivered his parting shot.

“You are nothing like your father, and he’d be greatly disappointed in you.”

Scott rose slowly to his feet, keeping his voice steady and his fingertips lightly on the table.

“My father, in life and in business dealings, knew how to weigh up the risks and benefits of any situation he was faced with.  He took calculated risks, but his goal was always to help people, and to improve the world we live in.  Everything I know about running this business I learned from him, and thus far it has served me and Tracy Industries very well.” 

Scott’s glare was deployed with the desired effect, as Twiner’s self-assuredness seemed to melt away and he took an involuntary step back.

“Thank you for your time, Mr Twiner,” Virgil said pointedly as he rose from the table and strode over to open the door.

“You’ll regret this,” Twiner mumbled as he left.

Virgil closed the door again and turned back to his big brother in time to see him sag back into his seat.

“Scott?”

“I’m okay, Virgil.  I know what you’re going to say, and you don’t need to say it.”

Virgil waited a moment, knowing that while Twiner’s words had hurt, his big brother would be able to shake this off. “So, you don’t think he’ll take his idea to Fischler?”