Hello, hello! Jublenarris here!

Thought I'd post my original works' routine since I'm here.
As you all may know, I post off the names of those who request stories/pictures of me.

So therefore, I am naming them down again, on this very journal. A few viewers have been wondering why I haven't in a while, and I answer now; that I've been rather busy with exams and writing. I hope I'm not pissing anyone off so much by all this waiting. I always keep my word; I swear. Dusk/Jube' never forgets, unless I ask. So for this session, requests are closed until I can finish up quite a few, when the time comes, I'll re-open the stock again as usual.

Prepare for the following:

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"Who Is This Warrior?"

When Matthias gets extremely busy and distracted, 'Senia needs her Advice Aid more than ever.

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"Alone With Her Warrior"

'Senia and Matthias spend some time away from the Abbey in a old castle. Matthias almost confesses his love for her, but not yet.

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"The One I Care For..."

Matthias finds himself falling in love with 'Senia, taking her out to dinner each night, and long sessions in her room. Will the Warrior soon confess his love for her?

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"Be Brave When I'm Not There, Even When Afraid" ( I'll try to fit all of this on title area when submitting )

Vipertooth captures 'Senia and takes her to Cluny.
Matthias has been ill, and all Senia has are her journal and stuffed rabbit. The one her Warrior gave to her.

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"At First Sight"

Shy, opharaned Senia arrives at the Abbey, but no one pays attention to her. She meets Matthias, the Abbey Warrior. Senia is surprise how wise, gentle and kind he is, and such a great listener. Unlike in her past....

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"Destiny: Matthias and 'Senia"

Matthias has been moody, distracted, and angry for some reason. no one knows why, not even little 'Senia. When Matthias leaves on a surprise trip to Salamandstron, Cluny attacks.

'Senia and 'Nasta (her best friend besides Matthias) beat him off, and succeed. Senia finds that the Warrior's spirit is in her too, just like her Advice Aid, Matthias.

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"Horizons"

Martin and 'Rose spend a day with Matthias and 'Senia. A sickness will hit Redwall soon. Everyone must go to Salamandstron for three months. Once there, sparks really began to fly between Matthias and 'Senia.

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"Back Home"

Back home at Redwall, everyone sees Matthias and Senia holding paws. Matthias asks Senia to marry him in Great Hall, late at night. What will Senia say?


Will do my best to finish these off soon as possible, Martin. Will be fun to write!

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( PICTURES )

~"I-AM THAT IS" Martin and Matthias standing together

Martin challenging Tsarmina

Desgin rooms in Martin and Rose's house in Noonvale-(( Model the children )

Rose sitting on Martin's lap with Rose kissing him

"Asleep" Martin & Rose sleeping, with Rose in Matin's lap

"Feeding Danielle" Martin trying to feed Dani' in her high chair

Martin dueling Rassk the Mask (Fox)

Martin Dueling Lupisto (Wolf)

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~( PICTURES )

1: Tom and Snowpaw kissing
2: Pics of Tom in new wardrobe
3: Pics of Tom hanging out with Jube'

Thanks for letting me know, sweetheart!

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~( PICTURES And STORIES )

1: Cheesethief, Redtooth, Fangurn and Ratty sitting beside the campfire, chatting
2: Cluny giving out commands to his horde
3: Cluny battling Matthias
4: Cluny and Ratty together aboard Cluny's ship at sunset
5: Fanfic finish-up on "Long-Awaited Meeting"

( If you could Ratty, let me know and comment here if I've missed any? Thanks! )

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~( PICTURES )

1: A pic of Cluny & Jenner-in duel-part 2

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~( PICTURES )

1: Cluny using his tail like a whip like Indiana Jones uses his. ( Classic! )


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~( PICTURES )

1: Marquila at Redwall Abbey perched somewhere on guard duty beside Basil Stag Hare

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~( PICTURES )

1: Mattimeo holding up Martin's sword with Martin's ghost looking approvingly in the background

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~( PICTURES )

1: A pic of his char, Scalarius the Fear

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~( PICTURES )

1: Martin the Elder Warrior ( Martin the Warrior's grandfather ) fighting off black fox on a beach.

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~( PICTURES )

1: A pic of her characters: ( BIO INCLUDED )


Name: Seaogrot the Twisted

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Species: otter

Physical Appearance: Brown body with a cream white stripe from the bottom of his chin to the base of his tail, on his chest is a hideous scare, left by the plank of burning wood and his left paw is burned and disfigured but still functional. His cloths consist of a dirty blue tunic and leather glove covering his left paw crusted in blood.

Personality: No loyalty, no mercy, no allegiance. Seaogrot simply exists now, no longer even excepting his own body as his true self, he has become more of a force then an individual. He uses beasts for his own purposes then kills them or has them killed. He is constantly thinking of ways to advance the cause of general chaos and terror.

Weapons and Personal Items: A wide verity of small daggers

Job: Nothing, he wants to destroy the abbey.

Weaknesses/Strengths: he is good at sneaking, better then a fox, and highly intelligent, quick in combat with a huge tolerance for pain, but he is physically weak and often must surround him self with ‘helpers’ weather they be willing or not. As well, if you find you self a victim of his, he has a habit of talking at length to the beasts before he kills them, don’t use this opportunity to try to reason with him, it will only make him kill you faster, instead focused on trying to escape.

History: Seaogrot Waterfinder, was born in a village in the far west to a good family. At an early age he showed an uncanny aptitude for science and art. He married a young otter named Lilly and had three children, he was a teacher in the village school. He had a good life.
Then ten years ago, a vermin war lord attack his village, a local contingent from Salamandastron fortunately was able to help defend the town. However in the middle of the battle, a few burning arrows hit his house, by the time he had gotten to it from the school, the flames had spread across the whole structure. He burst through the front door, only to be greeted by a falling timber which struck him in the chest, he pulled it off him self, badly burning his left paw in the process. He fought his way through the flames and pain, until reaching his own bed room and the rooms of his children, his wife lay dead beside the crib where his young child lay gasping for air, the other two having died trying to protect them selves from the smoke. He grabbed the baby and wrapped him a towel and ran for the door.

He made it out side, crying and pleading historically to the badgers as the fought the vermin horde for some beast to help him, but despite being in ear shot they did nothing. After a few minutes it became apparent to him that the pup had died. He sat there for hours as the battle continued, until finely the badgers came out from the dust victorious. In a grief filled haze he took a shovel and started mindlessly digging beside the now smoldering ruins of his house, muttering for some one to help him, no one came, the badgers retreated to the local tavern, whilst Seaogrot finished the grave.
after it was done, the otter, still in a daze from the events and the grief and the now unbearable pain, he walked out into the battle field and observed the corpuses of the fallen, vermin and good beast alike, he saw that both had been killed in the same fashion, by the sword. The Vermin killed indiscriminately, while the badgers killed for glory. He found himself starting to believe that the badgers were to concerned with gaining some sense of glory that they had forgotten to help him, that they were responsible for the death of his family, but not only the badgers, but all beasts arrogant enough to set them selves apart of vermin based on species or mannerism. They all deserved to die.
So there covered in ash and blood, his cheeks heavy with tears, he began to giggle, then laugh, finely starting to howl uncontrollably and roll in the death around him. Tarring the blue tunic off a still dieing rat and the lather glove from the severed arm of a badger, he emerged like a wrath in the night from the now silent battle field and headed towards the tavern were the army drank to their victory over the horde, and poisoned the ale.

He stocked Mossflower, looking for hypercritical good beasts, until learning of a place, a place were all were excepted, so he found his way there, and found what he thought of as more of the same, good beasts setting them selves aside from the world, believing they were better then the vermin. From then on he sought to destroy what he saw as the biggest beacon of hypocrisy, and immorality in the whole of Mossflower, Redwall.

Relationships: None, no relatives, no family.

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Name: Varelo

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Species: stoat

Physical Appearance: Tallish, orange/brown fur, a cream yellow strip that spreads from his bottom lip down over his chest and belly spreading out along his inner legs and the base of his tail, with a black tip at the end of his tail. There is a deep scare down the right side of his back from a sword wound that nearly killed him. His eyes are a deep blue and there is a white spot in the middle of his belly, a birth mark of sorts. He has a green tunic and a blue arm band.

Personality: While naturally angry, he is when he feels like it very kind and considerate. He tries to keep violent out bursts to a minimum, and is desperately trying to atone for his past transgressions, often to the point of being overly apologetic, then if the person who he is apologizing to declines the apology, he will become very upset, then of coarse, start to apologize again. He isn’t very much used to abbey life yet, but he is trying.

Weapons and Personal Items: No weapons, unless he needs to then he’ll get one, but he got rid of his own. He has a silver wrist-ban given to him by his father, it is the only reminder that he keeps to remember where he came from.

Job: Anything that anyone needs help with, he’s handy with weapon repair and blacksmithing.

Weaknesses/Strengths: He can become violent, and angry if people miss treat him, he gives respect, and expects respect back. He is skilled in hand to hand and weapons, he is also good a using bows. He is of average strength, and high stamina, but he can get cocky, and he has a problem controlling his anger.

History: He grew up in a horde, his father was a feared war lord, yet a loving parent, who strove to educate his son, even when it was in the dealings of death. But at the age of 11 he got separated from his fathers army and wander the countryside until stumbling into Mossflower, then eventually Redwall, were he has attempted to live ever sense.

Relationships: none, except his father, where ever he may be.

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Name: Signasul

Age: 39

Gender: Male

Species: Weasel

Physical Appearance: Typical weasel colorings, is skin is crisscrossed with shallow scars from flying debris and war. His eyes are a combination of green, blue, red, yellow. He is clothed in a tan uniform consisting of a trench coat, tight fitting pants and a red shirt. He has black boots and on his coats upper lift sleeve is a symbol of his old unit, a gold ring, in which is the figure of a charging winged horse in blue, under this are the words “hasmatis, Northern Frons”.

Personality: Militaristic, always working, always thinking. He is often homes sick and at times day dreams of what may be happening there. He is chivalrous and kind, except to badgers. He has an intense hatred, to the point of bigotry, this can some times get in the way of things. He is deeply opposed to giving up his weapons and war like misdemeanor. He is unwilling to even conceder full assimilation into abbey life, choosing often instead to go as far as sleeping in the grass outside its walls (he is also used to this and finds it very comfortable). He is a very light sleeper and is never far from a weapon, proper or improvised. He dose not like discussing the past, and protects his personal belongings religiously, even gong so far to requesting to be buried with them. He is a natural leader and will take charge of any situation unless told otherwise. Do not call him a vermin.

Weapons and Personal Items: the only weapon that survived his journey from his home to Mossflower is a dagger that he keeps very close to himself, its handle is black and its blade is tinted green, no one has ever seen him sharpen it, he says it never needs to be sharpened. The other item of some curiosity is a circular medallion inscribed with his name and a number of… well numbers. He also keeps with him a journal (he says anyone who reads it will never be heard from again, though he is probably kidding, still like most of his things he is highly protective of it).

Job: Guard duty is something he excels in, as well as patrolling, and interrogation.

Weaknesses/Strengths: He is very strong, very agile, and a very quick thinker, but he is also a short fuse, and very, very brutal. He dose not trust or even work with Badgers, this can be a problem if he is presented with a situation where cooperation with them is necessary. He gets enraged at the name vermin.

History: he tells very little of his past, the only thing he has been willing to share about the last 36 years of his life is that he was in a war, and it had to do with badgers. He gives no outher details, no one had even heard of him or seen him until he arrived in Mossflower.

Relationships: none, or at least none he is willing to share.

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~PLANNED PICS AND FANFICS I'D LIKE TO DO:

1: VANEETA AS LILITH ( VILITH )
2: CLUNY AS LUCIFER ( CLUNIFER )
3: VILITH AND CLUNIFER TOGETHER
4: JUBLENARRIS AS THE YELLOW-EYED DEMON ( IN SUPERNATURAL )
5: TOM AS SAM AND JUBE' AS DEAN ( FROM SUPERNATURAL )
6: RELATING REDWALL SCENES WITH DEMONLY THINGS IN BOTH FANFICS AND PICS
-EX:

THE RATS IN CLUNY'S HORDE HAVE BLACK EYES, SO DO DEMONS.
LUCIFER HAS HELLISH WINGS, GOLDEN EYES, AND VERY EVIL. CLUNY IS QUITE SIMULAR.
THE ABBOT IN REDWALL IS KIND OF LIKE GOD IN SOME WAY.

THE ABBOT IS REPRESENTED AS GOD, CLUNY AS LUCIFER, MATTHIAS AS JESUS, CORNFLOWER AS MARY, REDWALLERS AS ANGELS, RAT HORDE AS DEMONS AND REDWALL CONSIDERED HEAVEN-THE PEARLY GATES.

WELL, I HOPE THAT SETTLES IT. GOOD DAY!


Phew! Well, if I happen to miss anybody's, will you guys let me know? Thanks! Peace out! Have a nice day!

LONG LIVE REDWALL!!!!!!!!!

~Jublenarris/Dusk.