Age: Thirty
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark, nearly black
Home Moon: Esaki
Role: Antagonist
Interviewer:
Damon, it is a pleasure to speak with you. (She shifts uncomfortably in her chair, while her eyes scan the notes on her lap). You chased Malkia's group, determined to capture them. Why?
Damon:
(He laughs out loud, leaning forward in his chair) I have a reputation to uphold. Her townspeople believed they could evade me and my people, but little did they know, I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
Interviewer:
But why? What was it about her group that pushed you to race through all those broken cities and towns, just to capture a handful of possible useful fighters?
Damon:
(A smile dangles on his lips) It was the challenge. My wolf-men could smell the power that emanated from that group and I was determined to control and own it. They told me I could become the ruler of Esaki, if I captured the leader of that group. In the few years I have known them, they have not failed me, so I knew what they proclaimed was true, and I would be a fool to allow that to slip through my fingers.
Interviewer:
(She glances over her shoulder, sighing heavily) What if they were leading you into a trap? (She stares pointedly back at Damon)
Damon:
Not a chance. (He snickers, leaning back in his chair) I am surrounded by some of the most powerful supernaturals known to Esaki, and not just my wolf-men. The have all guided me down a path, which has only brought me an insurmountable amount of influence and strength. Not to mention, I have the ability to control others thoughts and desires, molding my life into my own aspirations.
Interviewer:
(Her shoulders relax, as she straightens her posture, a smile dancing across her face) You are quite charming, Mr. Damon. I have enjoyed speaking with you and would love a chance to be near you again. If there is anything you wish for, please don't hesitate to ask. (She rises from her chair, her smile spreading quickly, as Damon takes her hand and shakes it)
Damon:
The pleasure is all mine. (A smirk spreads down his face, as he turns and walks away, while the Interviewer watches in admiration)
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Malkia, Damon and Dario have a story to tell. Do not miss the chance to find out all their secrets. It is only going to become better from here!
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And if you missed any other interviews, check them out here:
Malkia's Interview
Dario's Interview
Mataya's Interview
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Showing posts with label theia's moons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theia's moons. Show all posts
Friday, August 26, 2016
Friday, August 12, 2016
Theia's Moons Characters - Mataya
Age: Nineteen
Hair: Brunette
Eyes: Hazel
Home Moon: Esaki
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Hair: Brunette
Eyes: Hazel
Home Moon: Esaki
Role: Supporting
Interviewer:
The wars began on Esaki when you were so young. How has that impacted your life?
Mataya:
(Looking down at her hands, wringing them together, as she closed her eyes for a moment) I lost almost everyone I love. (Raising her head to meet the Interviewers eyes) I was holding my niece, Esta, racing for the safety of the sub-level floor and the next moment I was waking to strangers in my house and my sister screaming for her daughter. My parents and brother had perished and Esta was no where to be found. The wars nearly destroyed my spirit and life.
Interviewer:
(Nodding, as she searched Mataya's face) The destruction on Esaki was massive. I can only imagine the heartache you endured. (She paused, reading through her notes) Why were you so frightened to leave your sister, when the savages were chasing your group?
Mataya:
(Rolling her eyes, she shook her head as she eyed the ceiling) I wouldn't say I was frightened. Everyone believes I'm this scared little girl, who can't fight her own battles, but I'm far more capable then others give me credit for. It wasn't that I was fearful of my sisters absence, it was my unsure beliefs of the townspeople effectiveness to stay loyal to one another. Malkia has a light emanating from her, which the people gravitate towards regardless of her leadership skills. Despite the madness we have all endured, she has united us and kept the entire town linked together. I feared they would fall apart and we would all perish because of her absence.
Interviewer:
What was your role in keeping the people assembled and unified?
Mataya:
(She took a deep breath, letting the air out slowly) I followed Malkia's example. No matter how difficult it became, I did my deep breathing, closed my eyes if needs be and spoke calmly to the people causing conflicts. I never was capable of creating the tranquil and calming environment that my sister produced, but I was able to keep the townspeople in a more harmonious state because of her example. I can now understand the pressure she had on her shoulders. Leading others is exhausting and down right frustrating at times.
Interviewer:
(Pursing her lips, she read over the notes before looking at Mataya again) After all that has transpired, what is your plan when it comes to traveling with your sister? Do you have any interest in pursuing the man who possesses her most prized treasure?
Mataya:
(A wary smile rests on her face, as her eyes glaze over) I will follow Malkia to the ends of the universe. (She refocused, staring intently at the Interviewer) When my sister desired her own death, more than anything else, she rose from her gloom and was an embodiment of strength for me and the rest of our townspeople. She wanted to succumb to the despair, but because of her love for me, she chose life and for that she will always be my hero.
Interviewer:
(Her smile stretched across her face) You are a strong woman yourself, Mataya. I have watched in amazement as you have grown in knowledge and strength, both inward and outward. I am thrilled to have front row seat to the blossoming of your character and look forward to witnessing the astonishing amount of divination you will shower upon this star system. I wish you luck, along with your sister and will hopefully have the pleasure of speaking with you once the chaos around Theia's Moons has settled.
Mataya:
Thank you. (She rises, smiling softly at the Interviewer) This was a sweet diversion. (She chuckles softly, as she waltzes out of the room, unknowing of her angelic light trailing lightly behind her).
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I hope you enjoyed what Mataya has to offer in this interview and stay tuned next week for the anticipated interview with Damon!
Cheers!
Saturday, August 6, 2016
Theia's Moons Characters - Dario
Dario
Age: Thirty-FourHair: Black
Eyes: Gray
Gender: Male
Home Moon: Esaki?
His role: Supporting?
Interviewer:
Dario, how long have you known Malkia?
Dario:
(Clears his throat, a smile stretching across his face) I met Malkia nearly seven years ago, when I stumbled upon her small town. The sky people's war had ended about a year earlier and I had spent that time burying my family and then wandering the desolate and abandoned cities, until I finally found Malkia. (His eyes glazed over in thought) She graciously allowed me to stay in her town and join the leadership, once I proved my loyalty and desire to make Esaki better.
Interviewer:
(Nodding, before checking her notes) Just like Malkia, you lost your family in the sky people's war. How has that changed you?
Dario:
(His lips pursed into a straight line, as his forehead crinkled in concentration) Any amount of loss can change a person. My situation created emptiness inside for a long period of time. I ran off adrenaline and a desire to make my people's lives whole again. As the scars healed, I was filled with distrust for everyone I met and eventually the emptiness became a hard shell where all emotion was blocked from my mind.
Interviewer:
That has to be a difficult way to live. (She pauses, searching Dario's blank expression, before looking at her notes again) What are your hopes and fears?
Dario:
(Laughs) My fear is that I will fail my family and forget what my true mission entails. (Once again, his eyes glaze over, appearing to forget he is sitting with the Interviewer) I find myself lost in Malkia's eyes and allowing my emotions to surface that I have so meticulously trapped. I fear I won't be able to resist her graceful spirit. (His eyes refocus, staring intently at the wide eyes of the Interviewer. He laughs again.) Don't look so worried. It is my own defense mechanism, after witnessing the slaughter of so many of my people.
Interviewer:
(She chuckles softly, a wary smile surfacing on her lips) On that note, what are your hopes? (She inhales deeply, her hands shaking)
Dario:
I can only hope to make my family and people proud. I have worked tirelessly for a happy ending and I am not about to allow that to be in vain, just because some pompous ass believes he should rule the entire moon of Esaki. He has no idea who he is messing with. (His blank expression quickly changes to a wide smile, although his eyes once again glaze over) I will successfully complete my mission, despite all the obstacles that continue to be placed in my path.Interviewer:
(Clears her throat and winces when Dario glares back at her) I wish you the best of luck on your... mission. I am sure Malkia is grateful for your loyalty and friendship.
Dario:
(A devilish smile moves across his face) I'm the best thing that has ever happened to her. (He rises from his chair and walks away without another word)
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If you missed Malkia's interview from last week, you can take a peek at it here:
Malkia's Interview
More information on the Theia's Moons Series here:
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Nevra's Gideon (Eduardo Verastegui)
Friday, July 29, 2016
Theia's Moons Characters - Malkia
Malkia
Age: Twenty-Nine
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Green
Gender: Female
Home Moon: Esaki
Her role: The Protagonist
Interviewer:
Malkia, tell us a little about yourself.
Malkia:
(Sits up straight) Where do I start? (She smiles, winking at the interviewer) I was born and raised on the moon, Esaki, by my parents Sawyer and Alyssa. They were extraordinary and loving parents, who doted on me until the day that they died. I lived in the same home my entire life, until I married my sweetheart, Raul. Within a year of marriage, I gave birth to my darling ebony-eyed daughter, Esta, and my life was on the perfect path, until the sky people used their weapons against the people of my moon and slaughtered the majority of my family. My sister, Mataya, and I were the only ones who survived.
Interviewer:
What has your life been like, since that moment?
Malkia:
(A wary smiles dances on her lips, as she shakes her head) At first, it was difficult. My home was destroyed and my town was in ruins. Bodies and parts of bodies were strewn in every direction and the death toll was so substantial that it took weeks to find every single one and give them a proper burial.
Once we honored our dead, we began to clean up the rubble and rebuild our lives. It was a good year before people began to relax again and we finally united as a community. About that time the people requested that I lead the town, as I had performed a significant role throughout the restoration. As well, my miraculous survival of the explosives from the sky people played a convincing role in boosting everyone's faith, which led them to trust in my abilities to make decisions for all of us.
Interviewer:
What are your hopes and fears?
Malkia:
Someday I hope to hold my daughter in my arms again. (Her brow furrows together in deep thought) To inhale the sweet smell of her hair and know she will never be hurt again. A great amount of events have occurred since the day I discovered the savages were moving in the direction of my town and because of the knowledge I currently possess, I now know the possibility of holding my daughter again has increased significantly.
(Her eyes fall to her lap, as she wrings her hands together) I fear that despite my greatest efforts, I will succumb to the blackness and never have that moment with my daughter.
Interviewer:
(Knods her head) Interesting take on your current situation. (She looks down at her notes and then smiles, as her eyes rise to meet Malkia's) Do you believe in true love?
Malkia:
(Wiping her brow, as she closes her eyes) Yes, I believe in true love. (A tear escapes her eye, rolling down her cheek, before she quickly wipes it away)
I never understood true love until I stared into the eyes of my daughter. When her fingers curled tightly around my pinky and her droopy eyes would finally close from exhaustion. When her little body sank into my own, trying to become one with me again, as I was her safe haven. Because of her I knew true love.
Now... (she pauses, inhaling deeply) Now I see true love in many forms. I see it in the way my sister smiles at me when her pride shines through. I notice it in the man I love, as he caresses my cheek and cradles me in his protective arms. I see it in Tantiana's playful grin and Parowan's sideways glances, flicking her tail for my attention. True love comes in all shapes and sizes and because of my daughter, I finally recognize their value and meaning.Interviewer:
(Sighs) What a delightful description. Thank you for sharing your life and thoughts. I wish you all the luck on your journey through the stars and I hope you find what you are searching for.
Malkia:
(Stands up and shakes the Interviewers hand) If it means I will have my daughter again in my life, I will do everything I can to succeed. (A smile spreads across her face, as she leaves the room).
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Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Enyo's Warrior Excerpt
She came upon the house and was overtaken by the pain that
surrounded the small dwelling. Tears welled up in her eyes as she entered the
front door and inspected the massacre before her.
The older child had been beheaded, but not before his parents were disemboweled. Malkia could see the torment that had set into their eyes knowing their child was witnessing a horrifying moment. Their organs were exposed, while their dead eyes stared bewildered at the child’s head which had been deposited on the mantel.
Malkia’s face flushed with anger, as her rage began to build. Her father had stepped over a line that could not be erased and as she examined the gruesome scene, she cried out in frustration. Her angry tears flooded her eyes and she quickly wiped them away, leaning against the wall for support.
Damon walked into the room behind her and gasped with disbelief. Jasper’s cry was not far behind, and Malkia guessed Dario must writhing inside with his silent response.
The war with her people was beginning and she had no idea how they were moving so quickly. She was more powerful than they were. She had the ability to stop them, but not when she had no idea what their next move was. Her head spun with doubt as she studied the heartbreak before her. These people did not have to die. They did not deserve to experience the pain and heartache, they had felt before their last breath.
Malkia slowly followed the three men out of the dwelling, and accompanied them to each of the three other bloodbaths. The townspeople cried out in shock and anger, as each home was inspected and the bodies were wrapped and moved to the infirmary.
Malkia left the last residence in a fury and raced towards the castle walls. She had to know her sister was safe. She flew through the hallways, not blinking as she disappeared through her sisters’ door.
The room was deathly still. She glanced over at Mataya’s bed and noticed it was undisturbed. Her nightgown remained on the edge of the bed, unworn. Malkia bolted over to Mataya’s powder room and yanked open the door to a dark and empty room.
Tears ran down her face as she dashed through the castle, asking everyone she encountered if they had seen her sister recently. One by one they each shook their heads, but as she spoke to the last person they remembered seeing her with Justin. Malkia was feeling the fear build in her heart as she frantically searched every inch of the manor. Making her way through the fortress, cringing at the necessity of entering their private conversations, it became obvious no one knew where her sister was.
Just when she was on the verge of faltering, she stumbled upon Justin. His body was hidden in a dark corner closet at the farthest north end of the castle. At first he appeared to be dead, but Malkia found a faint heartbeat. She pulled him into her light and darted back to Bella’s room.
Bella and she had become fast friends and now she needed her more than ever. She hammered frantically on the door with her fist, sagging against the frame with lightheaded relief when Bella answered. They positioned Justin on Bella’s bed, and she began a healing spell, as Malkia watched in desperation.
The older child had been beheaded, but not before his parents were disemboweled. Malkia could see the torment that had set into their eyes knowing their child was witnessing a horrifying moment. Their organs were exposed, while their dead eyes stared bewildered at the child’s head which had been deposited on the mantel.
Malkia’s face flushed with anger, as her rage began to build. Her father had stepped over a line that could not be erased and as she examined the gruesome scene, she cried out in frustration. Her angry tears flooded her eyes and she quickly wiped them away, leaning against the wall for support.
Damon walked into the room behind her and gasped with disbelief. Jasper’s cry was not far behind, and Malkia guessed Dario must writhing inside with his silent response.
The war with her people was beginning and she had no idea how they were moving so quickly. She was more powerful than they were. She had the ability to stop them, but not when she had no idea what their next move was. Her head spun with doubt as she studied the heartbreak before her. These people did not have to die. They did not deserve to experience the pain and heartache, they had felt before their last breath.
Malkia slowly followed the three men out of the dwelling, and accompanied them to each of the three other bloodbaths. The townspeople cried out in shock and anger, as each home was inspected and the bodies were wrapped and moved to the infirmary.
Malkia left the last residence in a fury and raced towards the castle walls. She had to know her sister was safe. She flew through the hallways, not blinking as she disappeared through her sisters’ door.
The room was deathly still. She glanced over at Mataya’s bed and noticed it was undisturbed. Her nightgown remained on the edge of the bed, unworn. Malkia bolted over to Mataya’s powder room and yanked open the door to a dark and empty room.
Tears ran down her face as she dashed through the castle, asking everyone she encountered if they had seen her sister recently. One by one they each shook their heads, but as she spoke to the last person they remembered seeing her with Justin. Malkia was feeling the fear build in her heart as she frantically searched every inch of the manor. Making her way through the fortress, cringing at the necessity of entering their private conversations, it became obvious no one knew where her sister was.
Just when she was on the verge of faltering, she stumbled upon Justin. His body was hidden in a dark corner closet at the farthest north end of the castle. At first he appeared to be dead, but Malkia found a faint heartbeat. She pulled him into her light and darted back to Bella’s room.
Bella and she had become fast friends and now she needed her more than ever. She hammered frantically on the door with her fist, sagging against the frame with lightheaded relief when Bella answered. They positioned Justin on Bella’s bed, and she began a healing spell, as Malkia watched in desperation.
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