#cirzpibog

[coline7373]

Agape, unconditional love born out of compassion for your fellow sentient beings.

For @starwarsalltypesoflove, in honor of @amarcia 's ocs, whom I love with all my heart.

#star wars #sw fanart #the clone wars #tcw fanart #swatolw #agape #jedi #padawan #jedi master #twi'lek oc #sw oc #massif #cirzpibog #pantoran oc #amarica oc #my fanart #coline7373 #enah

[amarcia]

I do not seek to kill. And it is not a waste. (My ocs Cirzpibog and Enah)

✨🌙  ART LOG ->  @404ama

#star wars oc #sw art #sw oc #jedi oc #jedi order #gffa #star wars #padawan oc #pantoran oc #star wars art #art #i just need to show you my lil guys look at them

[gwiazdowe]

Fordo finally glances all the way down, and he sees the little Padawan. Eventually he has to lean forward slightly, in order to get a better look. 'Speak' The alpha gestured at him with his hand.

Cirz looks all the way up to make eye contact with the clone. Small hand gently tugs the man’s kama to direct his attention. And then he waits. His hands fold behind his back, and he is standing on his toes to give himself more height.

"I am told the flight will take longer than planned." He informs when he is noticed. (There is no particular reason why he, of all people, is passing this message, other than he wanted to and he was allowed.) "We won't arrive until 1300.”

When that is said his heels return to the floor, but he doesn’t return to his master.

“I’m Cirzpibog.” He says.

“We will be working together!”

#ISNT HE A LITTLE TOO BIG FOR A CLONE VANI #hxdrostorm #hxdrostorm | frodo

[hxdrostorm]

@gwiazdowe​ continued from x

Things clatter to the ground. Items, boxes in the way and under his feet, a heavy thud somewhere too close, and Cirzpibog turns, clings to the cold wall behind him, the furthest wall, the corner, the dead end. His frantic eyes dart around the ship area, to the man before him, past the man, to his face - or where it should be - but it is just the armour, the dark shaded visor, the silhouette all over-familiar, burned into the skull into the heart into the mind that it is danger danger danger, and Cirz feels the air leave him (fear) as if cruel hands squeezed it out of his breath.

It sinks, the sound of boots against the metal floor. And it sinks, the sound of unlocking a blaster that is going to follow (imagined), such an echo in the boy’s head that it feels too crisp to be a memory, fresh, alive. An order to shoot. An order to kill.

Cirz shudders. He gasps for air. This man will kill him.

                                                 Please trust me.

He doesn’t quite feel his hands when they grip his saber, like someone else does it, not him, not Cirz who just wants to cover his head and close his eyes and beg the force, the universe, to take him far away. It is something weightless and blank and suffocating and there is no trust there, there is nothing, only urgency, high pitched, deafening. He does not seem to hear the requests.

The blade ignites. He points it ahead at the clone. Shaky, unsteady thing.

“Don’t. ...Don’t come closer. ...Don’t move!”

Much to his shock, he found a survivor.

After learning about the horrors of what happened in the jedi temple, in that fateful night.  Despite the bone chilling sensation brought by the discoveries, his friend had informed him to not give up on hope, of finding survivors just yet. Even though at that point, Rex almost didn’t have a shred of it left within him.

It appeared, he had just been proven wrong. The clone froze in place, when he saw the bright blue blade, and for a brief moment all that could be heard was the faint buzzing noise from the lightsaber. However, they wouldn’t be able to stay like that for much longer, as they both were on board of the ship that would get them out of Coruscant. It was their only chance to flee the planet, that was now the galactic empire’s capital planet.

“I don’t want to harm you, boy.” The man responded, as he tucked both blasters in his hoisters and showed to the other his hands were empty. Then, he pulled up his helmet and showed him his face. “I’m not going to do anything to you. But, I have to get to that panel. So I can get this ship up and running, and we can escape this planet.”

“I know what happened in the past few days here.”

#▸ captain rex | ic ◂ #▸ captain rex | thread ◂ #▸ captain rex : arc 3 ◂ #gwiazdowe #ah shIT HERE WE GO..

[czarpad]

[noclegjeleniagora]

Atfosmera, Belizariusz i Cirzpibog. Tak ludzie chcieli dać na imię swoim dzieciom [ZOBACZ] Milka albo Wiosna, a może coś ze staropolskiego: Tworzyrod albo Cirzpibog. Wierzyć się nie chce, ale właśnie takie imiona chcieli dać Polacy swoim dzieciom, albo zmienić swoje obecne imię na właśnie jedno z takich.

#jeleniagora.naszemiasto.pl

[amarcia]

Sometimes you simply need to draw a fake cover featuring your oc...

Cirzpibog Shio-Imiela is seven years old when a Jedi master takes him for a Padawan. He is delighted. Cirzpibog is seven years old, and the galaxy breaks into war.

The aurebesh reads: wojny gwiazdowe

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

#star wars #sw art #gffa #jedi #jedi oc #star wars oc #jedi order #padawan oc #art #star wars prequels #sw oc #oc art #original character #pantoran oc

[amarcia]

My jedi oc Cirzpibog in some better universe somewhere he gets to be a knight.

✨🌙  ART LOG ->  @404ama

#star wars oc #jedi oc #sw art #gffa #star wars #star wars art #oc art #original character #jedi #pantoran oc #pantoran #art #character design #character art

[amarcia]

do you have any extra info youd be willing to share about your padawan oc? really love whole vibe

Oh hey, most definitely so, here is a few:

001. His full name is Cirzpibog Shio-Imiela. It means One that endures fate, Tide/current - Mistletoe.

002. He is apprenticed at young age (7) by a Jedi Consular Enah Eraclea, another oc that I drew a few times, like in this comic. She will eventually die fighting the clones during order 66 to buy him time to escape. You’ve heard this plot before, yes.

003. He loves to eat, and especially sweets, and he became very fast by the sheer need to outrun all the other younglings for the best slice of cake during lunch hours.

004. He makes friends whenever he goes. He has the force and the power of friendship at his side.

005. The grass and the sky talk to him.

006. He’s a Pantoran, so he likes cold temperatures, so his room is ridiculously air conditioned.

007. He can force-move things bigger than himself, because a kid lifting a grown man in the air is always fun.

008. Flight lessons are the bane of his existence. He flies air vessels like a madman, not in a good way, in a derogatory ‘who gave you a license’ kind of way (no one gave him the license)

009. He’s 100% that youngling that gets held by a jedi master during important discussion and counts himself as a participant, nodding wisely even though he doesn’t understand one third of words

010. He collects pretty rocks, one from each planet he visits. He might gift them to you.

011. He has two moods: ‘My actions reflect on my master and the entirety of the jedi order.’ or  ‘✨ 👀 🤩 ✨✨👁️  👁️!!!!!sparklesparkle’

012. He WILL live long enough to witness another destruction of the jedi order in sequels-canon or another war breaking out in legends lore (which results in the praxeum getting blown up) and his life will end protecting a youngling to buy them time to escape, and with that, the rhyme is complete.

#i spent a whole year making stuff up about this one dude i have too manyyyy (and not enough also)

[gwiazdowe]

"Cirzpibog Shio-Imiela, padawan of mine. I have just realised that it's been three entire months since we had the chance to have some saber dance fun." Poe stated, bringing two bowls of their breakfast oatmeal to the table in the ship. "I think we should visit the Temple soon and remedy that, huh?"

Cirz perks up instantly at the grandeur in his master’s tone. He knew his master loved to call for him this way when he was intent on enriching their day, though Cirz could not always be sure what exactly this enrichment entailed. This time he could not help but grow excited at the mention of the temple games. It really has been a while since they left!

“I like this idea!!” He announced taking his breakfast bowl. “Did you know master, that the ancients who only traveled the sea would develop land sickness after spending months in their ship? I would really hate for you to catch it. We should come back to the temple asap.”

He nodded at Poe then, meaningfully, at the same time stuffing himself with a spoonful of oatmeal.

#thESE GUYS #poewingsdameron

[gwiazdowe]

Great day that I decide on the full name for my boy. I think. I do like how it sounds.

It’s Cirzpibog Shio-Imiela  ( t͡ɕiʂpʲibɔk ɕɔ-ʲimʲɛla )

Cirzpibog, old polish ‘cirzpi’ - suffer & ‘bog’ - god/fate/destiny/luck, therefore it means ‘one who endures fate’.

Shio, like 汐 which is tide/current

Imiela, proto-slavic ‘*jьmela’  - mistletoe. It flowers and has fruit in winter when most plant life is dead bare so i think it fits in a way

#ooc #and yes cirzpibog is an actual name and imiela is an actual surname and notwuliski is my neighbor by the way he shops in biedronka #and wears sandals and socks

[gwiazdowe]

CIRZPIBOG SHIO-IMIELA VISUAL REFERENCES

i. Regular timeline ii. Inquisitor storyline divergence

mutuals might interact // rambles under the cut because I spent too much time on this :0c

On the first pic you can see Padawan Cirz wearing his tasuki for saber practice!! (tasuki is cloth/cord sash used to hold sleeves of a kimono) Later (you can’t see that) he keeps it wrapped around his lightsaber he keeps his saber in that little bag and doesn’t use it much. But later you can see him tie the cord on his waist.

The one thing he keeps out of his padawan apparel is the belt and I promise he uses it until it falls apart. 

When Cirz is older he has more tattoos that honour various people in his life, for example the one on his arm is a reference to a plot i got with @/hxdrostorm’s Plo Koon where Cirz lives with him and gets lightsaber lessons from him - the design imitates Kel Dor’s skin pattern. The rest is there bc it looks cool but one day it will have meaning im sure lolol

Also he is posing like this??? 

He wears an earring ( inspired by this dangly thing) when he is older, its on the opposite side to where his Padawan braid used to be. This is supposed to be how he looks in the new jedi order, the symbolism in this is that some things get to be the same and some things will never be, also it looks good. Maybe somebody has the other earring? :’) His padawan??? :’’’)

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Inquisitor timeline Cirz cut over his forehead tattoo when he rejected the teachings of the Jedi and therefore also his master (the tattoo marked their bond.)  He lost one leg and then the other in training in the inquisitor dojo.

His armour suit on the second picture is lowkey based on plugsuits in evangelion shhh. I went with something very body fitting in contrast to the loose clothing he’d wear, making him unrecognizable because he is not Cirz. He is the Seventh Brother and he is Empire’s thing.

On the next pic he is still wearing the same armour suit but it is covered with a shirt and he has lost the boots and helmet somewhere huh. His hair went gray because the dark side is unhealthy.

The timelines merge when he comes back to the light im not sure about the actual year but its before his 30s.... If you look hard enough you get to see he keeps using the double bladed saber in this timeline.

#musings #headcanons #ooc

[gwiazdowe]

|| RP HOOKS: CIRZPIBOG 

Rp Hooks are scenarios With Your Muse and Helping Information about Your Muse for easier plotting between RP-Partners!  Original by @treasurechestrpmemes !  

Tagged By: @irrfahrer thank you! thats such a cool meme game

Tagging: @hxdrostorm @kyberled @thelightsabcr @verelis & you you you

|| Who is your Muse? Write down their name and a quick description!

Cirzpibog is a Pantoran force sensitive kid who was taken into the care of Jedi Order in the last decade of the republic’s existence, he became a Padawan at a young age of 7 taken to study under a master who was a Consular, in the same year the Clone War escalated. His training was never completed because of the Jedi Purge that followed the war, Cirz however survived the purge and now spends his days in hiding, at first on Coruscant, until he manages to escape into other parts of the galaxy. He changes his dwelling when the opportunity presents itself or when he becomes outed and pursued. He can never abandon the idea that he is a part of the order, he doesn’t cut himself from the force, and he hopes to find other Jedi that might have survived (also because he wants to continue learning.)

|| Who knows your Muse? Which Groups are they connected with?

As Cirz grew up in the Jedi temple it can be freely assumed that the teachers, guards, personnel etc that spend their time in the temple, as well as other students close to his age would know / recognize him. Older individuals like the Jedi Knights might be quicker to recognize his master from one mission or another rather than him directly though.

Post order 66 he is a known target that keeps escaping ;’) No especially on Coruscant he possibly made it on some kind of database or what have you. If your muse is a trooper / inquisitor / bounty hunter / hijacking information do what you want with this lore.

On Pantora he is also known by the circle / close community of his biological parents, not quite in person but by name and by the stories (gossip?) along the line of ‘neighbor’s kid moved objects with his mind and was taken by the jedi about decade ago, they must regret it now’ etc. I headcanon there is not that many force sensitives born on Pantora so of course they’d pay attention to it.

I didn’t get to develop these parts of Cirz’s timeline yet since my focus is on his early story for now but a) when he is older he is likely to get mixed up with the resistance movements because He Really Wants To Be Of Help, b) he will join the New Jedi Order 

|| Where can your Muse be found? In which Places are they usually found?

As a Padawan, if he is in the temple, he would be mostly on the training grounds or frequenting the archives for new materials to self-study. He can be found in the outside gardens reading data pads because that’s his favourite place. Padawan Cirz might be encountered in the city of Coruscant under the assumption he is running lesser errands with his master or somebody older than him (i.e another Padawan but of responsible age lol)

After order 66 there is a period of time where he keeps hiding on lower levels of Coruscant, in abandoned constructions, in the sewers, in the suspicious back alleys that a child should not be wandering.

Then later, he can be found in small settlements, some remote towns or villages on planets that have stayed off the imperial radars for the time being. It can be assumed he doesn’t live in a single specific place too long because he is worried of attracting attention. (Frequently traveling via private or falsely registered ships?)

He might be found on Pantora, which was a mistake on his part to travel there because the planet is under imperial control and then ruled by outer rim gangs and he just had no way of knowing.

|| What Scenarios would you like to play them in?  Write 2-5 Scenarios or Plotlines you wish for!

i. A ‘road movie’ kind of plot setting where young Cirz decides to follow [Muse B] after receiving kindness from them, and perhaps they are both pursued by the empire for different reasons or perhaps they are both from Jedi Order, so Cirz follows [Muse B] and they travel and live together, and get into trouble, and help [NPCS] get out of trouble. That kind of vibe.

ii. On one of his missions off-world that Cirz got to accompany his master for, he becomes acquaintanced with [Muse B] who is close to his age but obviously not from the order so they both kinda think the other one is a weirdo but they hang out for a bit. They lose contact when the mission ends but years later in the imperial era Cirz and [Muse B] unexpectedly meet again in some way.

iii a. Cirz gets “adopted” post Jedi purge by [Muse B] who is a dark sider, maybe an inquisitor or something. Cirz is slowly made to discard teachings of the Jedi and it marks an alternate verse where Cirz falls to the dark side because he thinks that’s the only way to carry on because [Muse B] is just so good at manipulating this kid when he most needed guidance.

iii b. Following in that same verse - Cirz who is now turned into a thing of the empire, probably schooled to be another inquisitor or something, eventually ends up engaged in battle with a [Muse C] but [Muse C] is Cirz’s dear friend from childhood in the jedi temple and it is the Worst Reunion TM and very emo. 

iv. [Muse B] in place of Cirz’s NPC first master because even though I have an NPC I think it might be fun to write with an actual person. Alternatively [Muse B] agrees to teach Cirz a specific skill so its kind of similar mentorship role just not as long-term :’’D

v. Older Cirz and [Muse B] retrieving / looking for some supposed Jedi records that survived or like a place where kyber crystals grow that makes them venture out into danger obscure ass places like ancient ruins or unexplored worlds or something and they have this adventure-esque mission going on??

|| What relationships and dynamics are you seeking in those RPs?

I’m leaning for themes of found family, mentor-student shenanigans and development of friendships. I’m always open to writing those! But I’m also quite fine with writing hurtful dynamics like [Muse B] betraying Cirz, lying to Cirz, exploiting his inexperience, ‘enemy encounters’ etc etc. I like writing hurt-comfort plots, iyashikei, slice of life, character drama.

What I can tell I am NOT looking for is romance focused shipping plots, unless they are here to establish that getting a crush on Cirz leads to nothing :’D 

Hit me up and lets see where it goes!!

#i think i made these scenarios weirdly specific but im not sorry #ooc #long post #meme

[gwiazdowe]

// Cirzpibog ‘the force is made of dead people, the world is leaning too much to the right’ Shio-Imiela.

#i love this kid hahaha #listen to his wisdom #ooc

[gwiazdowe]

☸ My muse makes hot chocolate for your muse. - Plo got something for himmm

|| Your muse makes hot chocolate for my muse.

He sweeps the dirt off their front porch, such a mundane thing, repeated scratching of broom bristles against the rock floor, mechanical almost, perfect intervals. Cirzpibog does so every morning now. It is his new ritual - productive at least, more so than stalling idly when sleep eludes him too fast.

He does not think somebody else is awake, yet his eyes without fail find the Kel Dor as he steps past the main door. A large cup in his hand, hot enough for the steam to rise in the crisp air.

“Master Plo..?” Cirz pauses for just a moment unsure. He blinks at the cup that is offered to him, mouth forming a surprised ‘o’ shape. It goes without saying that he abandons the broom for the sweet treat.

“Thank you!! Ah.” He smiles sweet like that chocolate, if a bit timid. “Do you want to sit with me master Plo? Drinks taste best with a company I hear.”

#v | there were blue skies #hxdrostorm | plo #hxdrostorm #im weak again okay

[gwiazdowe]

[  wake  ]  sender  tries  to  wake  receiver (luma)

Something hums like never-ending grass. A warm breeze under the orange clouds A rustle of dry blades of yellow and brown and green and Cirzpibog listens, listens, listens as if he might be told a secret only known to the soil and the clouds but then he isn’t. Something touches his shoulder and the young pantoran’s eyelashes flutter wearily. His eyes half open to the sight of a silhouette, blur of night lights, the darkening sky.

“...rude to interrupt me when I’m talking…” Comes yet a sleepy mutter. 

And then Cirz blinks. He blinks and his brows rise  giving way to surprise, to embarrassment. He gasps softly and instantly sits up, straightens his back. There is stray grass in his hair.

“I umm… um... I didn’t mean that –”

#Haha look at this lil dood #v | there was promise