The Fairy Tribe's booth is knotted with pine branches and ripe berries. Baskets of clementines (and nearby, the carefully harvested rinds), are within easy reach of passerby. Most noticeable, however, are the masks. Carved, painted, and decorated with found objects, the masks leer from every corner of the stall.
A few plain, wooden masks wait on the table.
A very pale and very fair doe asks, "Won't you add to our audience?"
Instructions: Using the template, color a mask and receive a token! Edits are welcome. Tokens can only be gotten once a day, but you can make as many masks as you like. By the end of the festival, the two best masks will receive these acha siblings from Tumbleknot and Moving On's clutch. While both their parents are Seelie, the siblings themselves may be Unseelie, Players, or even leave the lands of the Fairy Tribe to explore the world beyond. (IE, they do not have to be members of the Fairy Tribe!)
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I'ma do one every day -nods- Figured I'd start with something..less..to get into the spirit of more. More!! Beautiful bbys btw!
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2015 8:57 pm
Preference: doe, buck Buck name: Crack Doe name: Impenetrable Entry:
Time to Go wasn't sure what this doe meant by audience, but she'd certainly prove her skill. She selected an already sun-bleached mask and whitened it further, and then used a feather to apply a bold citrus juice to it. Yellow for the sun, she thought, watching it drip delicately down the mask.
She blended in a careful red berry paint around the snout and horns, and - ugh, wait, was this an acha mask?
Well. It didn't matter. She smeared a clean line of charcoal near the eyes, let the mask clatter to the ground near the doe, and walked away.
Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2015 11:14 pm
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Hollow Reprise returned the next day, just as he had planned, feeling dissapointed with his first creation. He was sure he had more talent in him..that he could do better! But what way to go? Simple, complex? Odd..Natural?
The inspiration came to him from the trees..the flowers, the land itself! There the masks hung, and there were his ingredients for it. Hollow added bits of branch and leaves, dyes of deep grass stains and the brightness of crushed yellow flowers. A far cry from his first attempt..Still more serene than the oddness of bones, ash and berries..That may have been a poor first choice..
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 12:34 am
Preference: Doe Doe name: No Strings Attached Entry:
Hollow remembers one of his favorite stories as a foal, he and sings father, Dappled, hadn't been much for rearing, but he was always one for stories..often unhappy ones, which was fine for Hollow..
That story, the one he would ask for every time, whenever he felt bothered to ask; was the tale of the Ice Kin - A ghost story of sorts, but more importantly, a story of cold greed, and the horrors that lay high in the north. A good reason for little swamp dwellers to stay in their swamps.
Hollow wouldn't say he believed it to be a true story, but the imagery of a frozen skull, hoarding gems and frozen crowns..It appealed to him in this moment..Returning to the masks and making one in icy reflection to his dreams of how such a kin could look..
Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2015 11:19 am
Preference: buck, Doe Buck name: Counting Fibers Doe name: Golden Morning Entry:
Having donned her woven crown of Twigs, and gotten someone to clean up her scraps of leather as she waited to make a rough bag so she'd stop handing in tokens covered in dried blood from someone elses meal, I Walk in Dreams sat before the wooden mask, glaring at it. It looked fairly pristine, but she had managed to get herself covered in paint anyway after spilling some on herself. Trying to make the best of it, she nosed the paint around the eyes, then leaned forward to mark the tips of the horns. It was such lovely wood, the glittering golden paint would shine brightly on it and accent its natural wooden warmth.
Pulling away, she blinked, golden tipped sucker marks from her neck having spotted itself across the face of the wooden skull. Smiling brightly she attached one of the drying flowers from her bag and, grabbing a gemstone from the pile of materials and one of the sharpened rocks. Scraping at the center of the mask with the sharp rock held in her teeth, she created an indentation in the mask, a hallow for the gem to rest in. The paste provided was hastly added with a dip of her hoof and the gemstone placed lovingly in the center.
It was simple compared to some of the other masks provided, but she was proud of how it turned out, being her first attempt at painting, and the surreal 'third eye' reminded her of one of the dreams she had seen while she was walking in the dreams, trying to find her own naming dream before the meaning of her naming dream struck her. The dream with the third green eye didn't strike her as important, but it was strangely lovely.
Preference: Buck, Doe Buck name: Showoff Doe name: Look Out Entry:
Dead on Time hemmed and hawed over the masks. He was delighted to see such an opportunity for creativity, but what to make? He decided to make a funny-but-fierce mask, a mask to be worn by a trickster who might be a little bit feral. Swooping spirals of green over a purple border was the order of the day, with two huge eyes in vivid greens and yellows. Bordered with charcoal, they gave a wide-eyed look to the wearer. He then used bunches of dried grasses dipped in pigment to coordinate the tips with the rest of the mask for a sort of mane; they jutted out at sharp angles, suggesting a kin that ran wild without proper grooming. The mask was completed with bunches of leaves pasted on for big shaggy brows. He smiled as he touched it up, adding a tiny green flourish of a moustache. Moustaches were always hilarious.
Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2016 6:43 pm
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This time Hollow wanted something special, something different. Heck, he wanted to take some of the blanks back with him so he could do more later! "This one.." Hollow picked yet one more blank wooden mask from the fairys glen, set it up and began gathering ingredients. He wanted soft this time..natural..beauti-"Hollow!" Sings sang, suddenly appearing in the glen.
Sings of Sunlight danced in after his half brother, shoving him aside and snatching up his mask in the process. "I'm just going to borrow this, if you don't mind? I think I could make better use of it." "I mind!" Hollow snapped. Suddenly it was a brothers quarrel, the pair arguing over the single mask, rather than bothering to share, considering all the blanks that lay near them; for some odd reason they both thought this one the best.
It was even less time after that, that the distinct crunch and snap of dry wood could be heard. The mask lay in half between them, each side gripped in the others teeth, the delicate horns broken off into the dirt where they'd scuffled over pulling it away from the other. "Ooops...Well..maybe.." Sings was suddenly skittish, not quite apologetic, but he definitely felt bad about what had happened to 'his' mask. "Maybe it can be fixed?" He offered, grinning in the face of Hollows icy glare. "I'll fix you!" Hollow knocked Sings to his rear, standing over the mask pieces enraged.
"It can definitely be fixed! Did I say maybe? I meant surely, definitely!" Sings quickly scampered back, and was a flurry of movement in the next moment. Gathering strings, paint, twigs..A bit of sap and mud went a long way, sticky spider silk, a touch of bees wax!
Sing's piled the items together, and Hollow slowly got the idea that he was meant to piece the mask back together..Well, it wouldn't be perfect, but it would be something new, something interesting. "You're lucky to be so clever Sings.."
"Oh absolutely the luckiest! Now..for colors?" Sings became a slightly more careful flurry, taking his time with picking the colors..attempting to get Hollows input in some manner; without actually disturbing his delicate work on re-purposing the mask and piecing it back together.
Hollow didn't entierly like the final outcome. Sings was messy..and..blue? He'd gotten his earthy tones, but had lost the battle of keeping the other half of the mask uniform. His brother insisted that since it had been split, it must remain obvious that it was split..
Hollow could only sigh and look at the final outcome. Sing's seemed happy enough though, and maybe that was all that mattered? It was the first time they'd done something together in a while. "Remind me never do do thing's with you again..especially if it involves sharing."
"Agreed We'll only share things occasionally!" "Never again.."
"Oh but it was fun! I mean, you clearly lack imagination, but it was still fun!" "I would rather eat bees!"
Hollow finally stalked off with a shake of his head, leaving his brother to proudly hang their final masterpiece together. Sing's personally loved it. He'd have to try making his own masks sometime..Maybe he could ask the kin who lived here to teach him how?
"Wait for me!"
"Bees, Sings, bees without honey, live stinging bees!" "Their larva are fat and delicious you know."
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2016 7:21 pm
Preference: buck, doe Buck name: Queen of the Night Doe name: Elderberry Entry:
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It was a testament to the newest little ones in the tribe– Streams of Silver wasn't the most terribly creative, but the doe was vain, and understood that most enjoyed flattery or other gestures of compliment. This would be a dedication to them, and hopefully would net her the distinction of winner of this creative contest– she was certain her mate and children would be more than tickled if she was.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2016 8:58 pm
Preference: doe, buck Buck name: Streams of Sunlight Doe name: From the Fog Entry:
The festival had gotten Mind Rain's creative juices flowing with two other projects, and he was excited to try his hand at a third. He approached the masks and explored the options for decoration. In the end, he lined the eyes of the mask with small feathers, draped a vine with some berries as a sort of crown, and smudged the nose of the mask with charcoal and a bit of berry juice. He wasn't sure entirely what story the mask was to tell, but he was pleased with the result~
[[ Sorry it's so short, FOUND JUST ENOUGH TIME TO ENTER ;; ]]
Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2016 6:17 am
Fair looks over each mask, and hangs them up with the others...except for two.
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We'll get the clutch certed, thank you everyone for the art and gorgeous masks!
Having donned her woven crown of Twigs, and gotten someone to clean up her scraps of leather as she waited to make a rough bag so she'd stop handing in tokens covered in dried blood from someone elses meal, I Walk in Dreams sat before the wooden mask, glaring at it. It looked fairly pristine, but she had managed to get herself covered in paint anyway after spilling some on herself. Trying to make the best of it, she nosed the paint around the eyes, then leaned forward to mark the tips of the horns. It was such lovely wood, the glittering golden paint would shine brightly on it and accent its natural wooden warmth.
