Hear this story now, of another boy who dreamed of flight, Icarus was his name, son of the genius Daedalus. Imprisoned, they sought escape in the most creative of ways, building wings with wax and the feathers of birds. This plan succeeded, for the wings flew, and Icarus and Daedalus seemed so close to the freedom they craved, but Icarus, foolish boy, flew too close to the sun, enamored by the light he was so close to, some believed he thought he could fly to Olympus with his wings. But alas, the sun melted the wax wings, and Icarus fell to the ground, struck down by his own achievements. No one has ever flown as high as Icarus, and few have fallen so far.
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username;; carmineflyer
name;; Taw-Fpeio "sky-challenge" in the Na'vi language
gender;; Male
age;; Eleven
playlist;; (the songs on that second-hand ipod he got for his birthday
always repeated over and over as he works)
Bastille- Icarus
Capital Cities- One Minute
Birdy- Strange Birds
Lindsey Stirling- Take Flight
DJ Earworm- Do What You Wanna Do
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username;; carmineflyer
name;; Taw-Fpeio "sky-challenge" in the Na'vi language
gender;; Male
age;; Eleven
playlist;; (the songs on that second-hand ipod he got for his birthday
always repeated over and over as he works)
Bastille- Icarus
Capital Cities- One Minute
Birdy- Strange Birds
Lindsey Stirling- Take Flight
DJ Earworm- Do What You Wanna Do
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Another boy now dreams of flying, and perhaps he is another Icarus, perhaps he is mad, and yet at the same time he is different then all madmen and fools, for this virtuoso of flight may yet reach new heights.
He is the sun and fire that struck down Icarus, and he will triumph yet.
personality;;
Taw is full of passion for all life and is astonishingly wise for one of his age, though his knowledge and view of the world is skewed by how he isolates himself from what he does not wish to see or hear. His wings, designed by his parents as a birthday present, are constantly being modified, improved, in hopes that one day he might touch the sun. He tests them out in the most heartstopping ways, to the remorse of his parents, leaping from trees and off rooftops with mixed results.
He blocks out all criticism, but may pretend to hear concern, though the words and approval of his family mean everything to him. The words of anyone else may fall upon deaf ears, still hearing the sound of triumph as he soared for a few feet after jumping from the swing-set on the playground, little daredevil he is.
He teaches himself the skills he needs to fix and improve his wings, wanting his achievements to be his alone, not needing a mentor, someone to share the glory he wishes will come so desperately.
He has almost a mental checklist that he goes through each day, a schedule that he cannot deviate from. While it is possible for him to do things outside this schedule, he usually likes to keep it routine.
Though perhaps stubborn, Taw cannot and will not tell a lie to his family or friends. He breaks out into giggles whenever he tries to lie about something silly, like who took the last cookie from the cookie jar, and telling a more serious lie makes him sick to his stomach.
A firebug, he has an odd ritual he uses if a project is ruined beyond repair. With Paleo's supervision, he burns the failed project and scatters the ashes of the failure. Fire fascinates and frightens him and he wants to be as enduring and powerful as the little fires he sets.
relationships with family;;
My home is the sky, but the birds and clouds would make for poor family, nor do I wish I had any others to call kin. If I fall, they will always be there to dust me off, pick me up and set me right. If I wander astray, they will run miles to bring me back, just as I would for them.
Πολλοί συγγενείς, λίγοι λίγοι
Many relatives, little by little.
Seze:
Mama always picks me up when I fall down! She always has some cool motivational speech or a new idea for a stunt in the air! She's never disappointed in me and pushes me to become better without pushing into my own life.
When Taw fails in an endeavor, falls down from a high jump, Seze is always the first he goes to. She is his rock, for he takes after her strongly. She doesn't try to baby him with his many schemes and failures, and he likes that. He doesn't want to be reminded of everything he's done wrong, he wants to find his own way. Seze understands this desire, and pushes him forward, and always cheers him on. Taw, in his fierce determination and daredevil mindset, often seems like a miniature version of Seze, though one could argue that on any occasion he resembles some portion of his family. Seze is a mother, a friend and the best cheerleader Taw could hope to have.
Daddy's super smart! He helps me on my projects if I'm super frustrated, or really stuck, and is always looking out for my safety, something I might ignore. Sometimes I think he checks on my projects or fiddles with them on his own to make sure they're all okay, but he doesn't tell me. Sometimes I pretend to be annoyed when he does that, and maybe it's a little annoying, but when I fall and a parachute unexpectedly deploys from my wings, I can't say that I'm not happy that he looks out for me.
If Taw takes after Seze in his determination and courage, you can see Paleo in him every time he fiddles with his wings or draws up a new blueprint. When Taw is down about is failure, right after Seze has cleaned him up and set him straight once more, you can find him with Paleo, showing him the broken wings, the two scanning them for possible flaws, jotting down notes and loudly trading ideas. Paleo will always have some new whirligig for Taw to play with, and fusses over his sons safety in the air, something Taw pretends to resent. The two have a special ritual after they have analyzed Taw's broken wings for flaws, in which at exactly 7:07, for Taw considers 7 to be his lucky number, they will bring the broken wings out and burn them, sitting together at the fire, watching the sparks trail into the air, and immortalize that latest attempt. Sometime's, Taw falls asleep staring into the fire, and Paleo carries him inside to bed, Taw's protector and mentor to the end.
Imagination buddies unite! Me and Varen are gonna do so many cool things when we're older, and we make sure we're ready for all of it! He changes his mind a lot on what he's gonna do, but today we were stuntmen! I think it's 'cause I fell trying to fly again. After I saw Mommy and Daddy, I went to play with Varen, and he said stuntmen have the best jobs because they fall on purpose and pretend to be hurt for movies. So we practiced being stuntmen for the day! I'm not sure who got dirtier. I think it was me, and I said I was gonna be a garbage man when I grew up, because then I could be dirty and ride the garbage truck on the outside and no one would care. Varen said that was a good idea, and we agreed it was much better then being a stuntman. We're gonna practice being a garbage man tomorrow.
Varen and Taw love to play pretend together, and Taw idolizes his older brother, wanting to be just like him. Taw sees all the sports Varen gets into, and although he doesn't really understand the rules of all of them, all he can tell is that his brother is amazing at all of them. He follows Varen around sometimes, attempting to copy everything he does until he can tell Varen finds it annoying. Then he scampers off so his brother won't think badly of him, for he desperately wants his brother to think he's cool too. If anyone criticizes his brother, depending on the severity, they can be sure a prank of some size will be waiting for them, anything from switching the sugar and salt in their food to a bucket of water launched at them from above. Taw thinks Varen is the coolest older brother anyone could have and sees absolutely no flaws in him.
May:
Lemme go May! I don't need you to cuddle away my bruises! I'm fine, I swear! Lemme go! Mom! Dad! May won't let me go! Wait, stop, what are you... Now is not the time to be taking pictures! This is not cute! May! May!
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VAREN HELP ME, THEY'RE ALL LAUGHING!
What are older sisters for? Constant get-well-soon cuddles, apparently. Or at least that seems to be what May does. Taw is convinced she does it to annoy him, and is not amused when everyone else won't save him from her clutches and thinks it's "cute." However, he is definitely not above acting cute and snuggling with her to get money for sweets and new materials for his wings. May supports Taw's attempts to fly with all of her heart, and sometimes gives him little gifts; parts that he needs for his wings. Taw pretends he doesn't know the gifts came from her, though he can't lie very well, and always breaks out into giggles whenever he tries to pretend he doesn't know she gave him that new gear or fabric. And maybe he sneaks into her bedroom during thunderstorms, or when he has a bad dream. But don't tell anyone else!
General Information:
Birthday: February 7th, 2004
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
Favorite Color: A very light yellow, not quite eye-burning, but more muted, yet not so much that it is baby yellow. It looks almost white. It reminds Taw of the sun, which he aspires to reach, and although he asked his parents to have his room painted in that color, it was refused because it was just so bright. Instead, he had his room painted white, and painted a clumsy looking paper-mache sun to hang over his bed to add his favorite color to the room.
Favorite Food: More like a favorite meal. Taw can't decide what he likes better; barbecue potato chips or salad with broccoli bits and bacon. Every year, for his birthday, he always asks for a barbecue birthday dinner, even though it's always winter on his birthday. Usually, his family waits until summer for his birthday dinner, then eat outside.
Favorite Season: Summer! No really, Taw loves the long days, how the sun is always up and there are less rainy days where he can't play outside.
Favorite Book: Taw got a kids book of Greek mythology for his birthday one year, and that's one of his favorites, though he dislikes how most of the myths end in tragedy. He likes Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince as well, as it's the first book where Harry's team wins the Quidditch Cup.
Online Quiz Results:
I love these! Aside from "How-To" videos and stuff, they're pretty much all I do on the web. It's really fun to be "sorted," 'ya know? Plus, it's kinda fun to see how accurate they are, if they fit you or not. Here are some of my favorites!
Myers-Briggs Personality Type: ISTJ
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Daemon: Honest Soul
Spirit Animal: Bear
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Dreams of Flight:
It's early morning when Taw-Fpeio sneaks out of the house, carefully down creaky stairs, unlocking and opening the door slowly to insure no one wakes up. He hates getting caught, hates getting in trouble, and he would also feel bad if he disrupted his families sleep. It was 2:17 in the morning, after all.
He's been working with his father to improve his wings, and he unconsciously strokes the smooth ends with pride. New material, lighter and stronger, more easily shaped. Perfect, considering the last one he used was not only a heck of a time to mold, but also was too brittle, snapping like a twig when he crashed into the tree. The right wing was a few centimeters longer then the left, unbalancing the whole structure. An rookie mistake, one Taw insured would not happen again.
Eyeing his intended launching point, the tree he had crashed in before, Taw tucked his wings to his sides and began to scale the tree with ease, thinking with pride that Varen would be proud of him, considering he had little athletic ability to begin with, though maneuvering the heavy wings on his back did take some muscles.
Taw didn't stop climbing until he had reached the largest branch, the one that had bruised him the last time. Taw always launched from his last crashing point if he could, thinking it would be poetic justice if he finally succeeded where he last failed. It was a fair ways off the ground, and a slight breeze was blowing, lifting the wings up on his back, as if they were as eager to take to the air as he. A ball of excitement was building in his stomach, and a wide grin spread across his face.
He jumped without fear.
The wind blew his wings up, carrying Taw with it, and he stretched his arms out towards the rising sun, straining to touch those first morning rays. He was flying, ten, fifteen, twenty feet above the ground. Taw had to clap his hand over his mouth to keep from screaming with joy, as it seemed his wings would just keep climbing and climbing...
He closed his eyes for one second, relaxed for a single moment and it all came crashing down. Taw didn't even have to open his eyes to feel the fall begin, the arch dropping. He allowed himself a single, small smile, a short laugh for the joy of the adrenaline-filled fall. It always ended the same, didn't it?
He was dropping, yes, very quickly at that, and he struggled to keep his wings from tearing from the stress, for a torn wing would only hasten the fall. He couldn't scream either, that would wake his family. They'd know soon enough of his endeavor, he'd no doubt be bruised from the fall, controlled or not.
His father had installed a parachute, right? Or had he discarded it, carelessly, in his haste to fly like so many a time before. He hated to think what his father would think of him. In desperation, Taw felt around on his wings, levers, buttons, strings, anything to slow his fall that he might have forgotten about.
It happened so suddenly, Taw wasn't sure if he had hit anything at all. A sudden jerk, almost enough to make him loose the little breakfast he had quickly snarfed down, and suddenly the fall was a gentle descent, guided by the enormous fabric wings that seem to have spontaneously sprouted out of the ends of his wings, turning them into a glider.
Dad. Taw assumed that was who did it. He was glided down gently, not an uncontrolled fall, but not flying either. Taw wasn't sure what to think, though gratitude towards his father mixed with a slight annoyance at himself for not thinking of a gilder was most prevalent. He touched down gently, and folded in his wings. It was almost a surprise that he wasn't bruised this time. The sun was still rising. He could get back into bed, pretend he had never taken the leap in the first place.
Entering the house, Taw shrugged off his wings, the fabric still hanging out. He would not outright lie to his parents, they would see the wings and know. Slipping into his room quietly, he looked at his bed for a moment, deep in thought. Turning around, he walked to his parents room, climbing onto their bed, feeling tiredness begin to replace adrenaline.
His dad was wide awake, looking right at Taw when he slipped under the covers, cocooning himself in blankets. "Did you have a nice flight?"
"Thanks Daddy..." Taw mumbled incoherently, slipping into sleep once more. "I didn't fall."
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Likes:
-Oversized clothing (though not while flying)
-Online Quizzes
-Working on his wings
-Math and Sciene (particularly Physics)
-Adrenaline Rushes
-Barbecue Potato Chips
-Vanilla Ice Cream with Peanut Butter
-Broccoli and Brussels Sprouts (Even better: eating them with Varen!)
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Likes:
-Oversized clothing (though not while flying)
-Online Quizzes
-Working on his wings
-Math and Sciene (particularly Physics)
-Adrenaline Rushes
-Barbecue Potato Chips
-Vanilla Ice Cream with Peanut Butter
-Broccoli and Brussels Sprouts (Even better: eating them with Varen!)
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Dislikes:
-School Work (There's just so much stuff that I could be doing instead!)
-Cuddle Sneak-Attacks (Looking at you May)
-Rainy Days
-Loud Noises
-The Dark
-Anything he can't explain
-Safety Lectures
-Chocolate
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Dislikes:
-School Work (There's just so much stuff that I could be doing instead!)
-Cuddle Sneak-Attacks (Looking at you May)
-Rainy Days
-Loud Noises
-The Dark
-Anything he can't explain
-Safety Lectures
-Chocolate
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