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Post by redsky on Feb 10, 2007 16:34:41 GMT -5
Age of empires is fairly "let's play god"ish But for real fun, you just can't beat Black and White! Is anyone ever good by the end? You might set out to be benign and helpfu in all ways, but by about land 3, your temple is looking like Beelzebub on a really bad hair day and your creature smells like a turd covered in burnt hair.
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Post by The Star Fox on Feb 10, 2007 21:31:49 GMT -5
Alright, I have been dreading typing this out, but I guess here it goes. A little bit of my family's village lore. There is what we call the great wind fox in Hebrew. He is a golem of sorts shaped like a larger than human sized fox with long feathers on it legs. He was created, or tamed depending on the tale, to protect the mountains and everything within these set mountains. He will help the group of people(my family's clan) that settles there and scare off all others. He often helps children lost in the mountains, forest, or foothills. There is only one way to tell if he likes you or if he doesn't, by the colour of his eyes. If they are blue with a yellow surrounding you are safe, but if he doesn't they are a bright red with white pupil. He doesn't like new family's and will often make building materials disappear(or get large bite marks or scratch marks) and scare workers or children(with it bright red eyes) when a new family tries to move in. If you have any dogs, they will also go missing, except for the families that have lived there ages; because a group of dogs attacked his mate, he hates dogs. The neighbouring group is also under his control, but they say he can fly and we say he can leap. There are many sightings of him by children(good) and new comers(bad). He can also take on the appearance of a man when he desires, but he will have read hair and you can usually find a stray feather on him and is VERY tall. Who knows if he is real, but we always put food out at night and it is gone in the morning. There are tons of tales specific to him, but I don't feel like typing it all out, but if you want to know, I could do it.
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Post by redsky on Feb 11, 2007 12:53:54 GMT -5
OOH! A giant feathered wind fox! Veery hinteresting.
What about that thing with the...things...and the...people...
Memory just died there... Maybe I should put my brain back in. Then I'll remember what I was going to type...
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Post by The Star Fox on Feb 11, 2007 16:01:28 GMT -5
was it relating to me?? Cause I have that eaffect on people
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Post by bubbles on Feb 11, 2007 18:29:32 GMT -5
How about some Quebec folk tales? <3
The Baie des Chaleurs fireship On Chaleur Bay (stretch of water separating the Gaspé peninsula from New-Brunswick's north shore), usually before a storm but at other times also, there can be seen an arc of light coursing across the water. There isn't that much lore about it, but most agree that it's a ghost ship of sort.
The Saguenay Kingdom An Algonquin legend taught to French settlers during early colonization. The natives were talking about a kingdom to the north where lived blond men rich with gold and furs. There were claims that the land was rich with great mines of silver and gold, too. Frenchmen searched for it for years, but in vain. Most people nowadays believe they were talking about pre-Columbian viking settlements.
The bewitched canoe One of my personal favourites. Lumberjacks who were away from home during the winter couldn't go see their girlfriend on Christmas, so they made a pact with the Devil. Satan allowed them a flying canoe faster than the wind, with which they could go to the city and dance their heart out all night long. The only condition was that they weren't to hit any churches (you wouldn't believe how many there are in Montreal, the "city of a hundred bells"), or the canoe would lose its magic. The way to went great, they dance and they drank all night. Upon morning, they hopped within the canoe to go back to work. Only, drunk as they were, one of the men broke his paddle upon a church's cross. The canoe instantly fell back to the ground, and they were all killed on impact.
Quebec has also countless stories about ghosts, werewolves, demons and witches. Fantastic fairy tales are incredibly popular. <3
PS: Anyone knows the legend of Laura Secord? =3
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Post by The Star Fox on Feb 11, 2007 18:45:21 GMT -5
I know she made sure the Americans didn't take Canada during the Revolutionary War(Damn Yall owe her majourly) by making a really long walk and climbing up a wall of rocks and getting raped by aboriginals. But besides that, no.
You know I couldn't tell on Friday if it was the "city of hundred bells" or "city of millions of bad drivers" I was nearly smushed into a pulp about 20 times for nothing that I did wrong. One time I even got stuck in the middle of intersection, which was half my fault for not slowing down on the yellow, but also the jack in front of me. Never heard soo many horns in my life, whether car, ambulance, police, or fire brigade.
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Post by bubbles on Feb 12, 2007 0:35:46 GMT -5
What time was it? It's only that bad for about 45 minutes twice a day. =o
The big problem with Montreal isn't its drivers' quality, it's that the roads are stupidly complicated, forcing you to take countless detours and turns, and making everyone frustrated over nothing in the long run.
Plus, it's winter. Take the metro like everyone else. >=D
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Post by Clover on Feb 12, 2007 1:37:09 GMT -5
I remember hearing the legend of the flying canoe while I was in Quebec----for my grade eight school grad trip. Five years ago. Oh my god, I'm getting old, oh my lord.
There's a WHOLE bunch of creepy-ass stories in and around Quebec City's old city, isn't there, though? I know I saw something on Creepy Canada or some such about the Quebec Witch or something?
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Post by The Star Fox on Feb 13, 2007 16:00:52 GMT -5
Yeah okay... it wasn't the greatest timing, but not much I could do about that.
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Post by Elf on Feb 26, 2007 13:06:34 GMT -5
In my village everyone was crazy about the pixies... lol ^.^ There this old house and if it was raining the bricks would always fall just after i walked passed and my friends thought it was the pixies ^.^ i figure i'm just unlucky/lucky lol. The local news paper had stories about them in it every now and then.
We also had what is affectionately named pixy myst, cos like every morning we get a really cool mist cos of the local river i guess and plus we are in a big bowl shaped hill in the middle of nowhere so it's pretty nice ^.^
I had a bet with my mates once that if i walked into the middle of the mist that i'd eventually fall into the river. Hehe meh i lost but i'm used to being pushed into it by my friends neways so wasn't too bad, bit cold though... Stupid slippery mud O.o
People in cities think everyone in the uk live in cities but oddly enough there are more villages than anything else lol. Mine had about three/ four forests(small hmph) on its door step. All of them perfect for mountain biking ^.^
I miss home *sniffles* stupid uni...
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Post by Clover on Feb 26, 2007 15:59:33 GMT -5
OH! WILDEEEEEEEEEEERBEAAAAAN! I asked my dad and he got back to me with some more myths.
This is another shapeshifter myth, once again from the Dominican Republic. Samana, you understand, is the far east of the island. Surrounded by rather thick tropical forest, it was relatively unspoiled until the seventies. There were small villages, but not a lot of cities, or urban centres. However, once the area started opening up to more commercial transit, folk stories started spreading about the Baca.
The Baca, it was said, were people who were born with the gift of being able to change their forms. Most were able to take animal form, with one animal as a prescedence... but some of the stronger ones were supposedly able to become invisible. The Baca were seen as neutral, some taking animal forms to help villages--a cow, for example, to help plow the fields, or a dolphin to save a drowning child--, but some used their talents for more malignant deeds.
My father, when he lives in Samana, was told about the case of one Baca who was beaten up by an off-duty policeman, and later, when the policeman was on duty, and in public, turned invisible and beat him up. Witnesses my dad asked described seeing the policeman--and they said he looked as if he was fighting someone invisible.
Though the Baca seems to be restricted to the East of the country, belief in similar shape-shifters can be found all over the country in general. It's just more prolific, and slightly more accepted, in the Samana penninsula.
[By the way...Baca is said with the emphasis on the second syllable. baCa]
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Post by bubbles on Feb 26, 2007 18:06:50 GMT -5
I remember hearing the legend of the flying canoe while I was in Quebec----for my grade eight school grad trip. Five years ago. Oh my god, I'm getting old, oh my lord. There's a WHOLE bunch of creepy-ass stories in and around Quebec City's old city, isn't there, though? I know I saw something on Creepy Canada or some such about the Quebec Witch or something? Which one? There's something like 300 witch stories from both ends of the river. XD The devil is also very popular in Quebec legends. He likes possessing dance floors and musicians, and making them shake their booty 'till forever. =o There's that one story I like that says there was a great New Year's party at some place I forgot, and the people were so into it that they dance from Thursday through Saturday, and kept dancing. They danced so long though that they forgot to go to church on Sunday, and the devil claimed their souls. =o
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Post by Clover on Feb 27, 2007 19:08:28 GMT -5
Umm... this witch poisoned her husbands, yadda yadda, so they killed her for being a murderess, and then put her in a cage, and the cage was dug up, or it was hung up or -something-, and then it was found by some hapless idiot meandering about.. and then the witch came back, and now she haunts the woods. Though you're right. Quebec has a SHITLOAD of witch stories. and HAAAAA, DANCING! Man... that sounds like a right party. XD The ancient precursor to the Rave? XD
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