imagine the very first marriage a girl and boy trembling with some inchoate need for ceremony a desire for witness: inventing formality like a wheel or a hoe
in a lost language in a clearing too far from here a prophet or a prophetess intoned to the lovers who knelt with their hearts cresting like the unnamed ocean thinking This is true
thinking they will never be alone again though planets slip their tracks and fish desert the sea repeating those magic sounds meaning I do on this stone below this tree before these friends yes in body and word my darkdream my sunsong yes I do I do
Name / Nickname: Merkava (pronounced Merk. Uh. Vuh)/ Sunny
Nationality / Ethnicity / Language(s): European / Romanian / English, French, Italian, ASL
Age / Birthday / Sign: Unknown, presumably a young woman / May 25th / Gemini
Date of Death / Date of Res: The Collapse / 3 years before the Battle of the Twilight Gap
Height / Weight: 5'1 / 125 pounds
Light class: Sunsinger (mainly), Stormcaller (ocassionally. She often creates screw ups for herself, resulting in nasty, nasty burns).
Faction alliance: Future War Cult
Ghost: Ike (a lil sarcastic, icy ass)
Orientation / Status: Bisexual / Single as a pringle
Fireteam name: Fireteam Riley (current) Sunsong (ocassional), King’s Song (occasional)
Traits: Bright, amiable, amusing, silly, companionly, talkative, curious, loving, pragmatic, overexaggerating, high spirited, opportunistic, selfless, messy, dependent (but can do fine on her own when the situation calls for it), appreciative, genuine, obvious, emotional af (on the postivie side), honest, sensual.
Quirks: Scribbles in her notebook to herself on her own time to take stress off from duty, absolutely loves snow and will create the craziest of things out of it, has nerve-wreaking panic attacks, does not like being alone but is not super attention seeking, loves sweets, with her gift of substantial control over Solar energy she creates fireballs/glowballs just to observe the beauty (she has great love for the Sun), and finally, she loves to play her ocarina instrument during serene, quiet times. Others around her often take solace in it.
About: One of the younger Guardians, Merkava is a proud Sunsinger and active Thanatonaut of the Last City.
Her Guardian life started 3 years before the Gap, and she’d learned the coming of Guardian resurrection bore no easy consequence. Without the Crucible existing as the required middleground for new Guardians to train, she had to work/train away from the Tower, and out on the arbitrary battlefield. Learning the hard way she wasn’t compatible working alone like other Guardians (specifically Hunters) she was placed on a set Fireteam with experience just around her level, to help her grow in a more efficient way with her Light. The placement proved to be beneficial for her and worked well with her Light in favorable style. All three (two Hunters, one Warlock) had developed a long way, and became one hell of a Fireteam with surprising chemistry.
In the events of the Twilight Gap, Merkava had lived and had given all she could to help the City’s cause. Witnessing the countless bloody deaths of Guardians and civilians alike, along with her close friend Lauren’s, had traumatized her, and only fed into her anxious nature. The agitation only worsened from the frequent seperation of herself and her usual Fireteam out on the battlefield, and in the callous dangers of the Fallen. She’d only learned to cope by taking appreciation into her own hands; succeeding through battle by bonding with other Guardians and taking the role of an active medic on the battlefield (along with fighting when she had to).
Things were brighter after the immense victory for the Tower. A reunion with her teammates and Guardians she knew had been the biggest blessing given to her in the aftermath. With vast improvement sure to be in the Tower’s future, Merkava reverted back to her usual bright, positivity-radiating self, but with more conscious maturity in mind, which in turn earned more love from her teammates and those she bonded with during the battle.
In the events of the Taken King, Ikora sent Merkava to Mars with full intent on setting her on the path of the Stormcaller. The path was risky, her mentor knew with there being so few of them and Merkava being a young case, but she also had faith her bright student could do it, given her gift of efficient control over Light energy and her general bright composure. The process, as expected, took a long time, but Ikora found Merkava fairly compatible with Arc, and with more training over the years, could become one of the best.
The beginning was balls to the wall rough, the burns she’d received some days were endless. Arc didn’t flow like the Solar energy she was accustomed to, with warmth, growth, and sense of integrity. It instead struck in jagged, relentless pathways, a daunting storm annihilating everything in it’s wake. The destructive nature inspired fear within her of course and concern in her teammates, however, with enough training she’d proven Ikora right. Given time, Merkava was not only a very gifted Sunsinger, but an enlightened Stormcaller, and she used the subclass when times were convenient.
Being the curious lil thing she was, the subject of forgotten memory became of eager interest to her during bouts of her random research as a Warlock, specifically her vague connections to the Ishtar Collective. Who was she back then, her occupation, and her nebulous connection to the Ishtar Collective? These questions not only strode through her mind’s web, but fellow Warlock brethren as well. Giving the subject serious pondering for a long while, Merkava had her mind set on what she was going to do. Exclusively following the prestigious Guardian Pujari, Merkava strode to unravel the advantageous mysteries of her past under his wing, and became an active Thanatonaut.
Merkava may have escaped many of life’s casualties plenty times through her occassional messes, but she’s still got ways to learn.
i recorded some acoustic guitar onto tape today, ran it through my laptop and played around with it and some sampled funk breaks, inspired by Falling Through A Field by BMSR, the question is should i continue with this (of course i’d do something farless derivative and better-structured with it) what do ya guys think?