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// Hereās that anatomy reference I promised; warning, itās a pretty long post with detailed explanations.
The Diver
A) Headlights; mainly only used in dark areas but can be turned on at will if needed. Additionally, there are small windows cut into the helmet to allow for a full range of vision. Their pupils are actually hexagonal in shape (six sides) due to their iris working more like a cameraās aperture than an organic iris, but since the aperture is black like most of their body, this isnāt usually seen.
B) Sonar; both used above and under water primarily to communicate with similar machinery, but also navigation in murky or dark water. Their sonar can create a wide variety of notes, to the point of being able to communicate with the traveler species very easily, but itās limited to music-like tones. In their original (in-universe) design, they would have had a mouth or a voice synthesizer, but that was deemed unnecessary.
C) Leftovers from the body model; in order to have a realistic and functional Abzun shape, The Diver was based on a 3D model of an actual Abzun, namely their original designer Anki. In order, these features are 1) Ankiās wide eye shape, 2) her flat chest, like most female Abzun, 3) outward-bending elbows, and 4) the hips. They look a little exaggerated due to the posing, but they exist. The purpose behind this was to make easily mistakable for an Abzun to underwater cameras.
D) Padding; basically just to protect the joints and the head from bumping into things, which tends to happen in more confined spaces when trying to swim. It also helps when climbing out of the water on jagged or hot surfaces. Why theyāre bright yellow is to match typical diver gear among Abzun; itās supposed to trick larger fish into thinking theyāre poisonous.
E) Retractable fins; typically measuring over a foot and a half long, their fins serve to speed up swimming by a fair degree. In addition to fins on their feet, The Diverās hands have a retractable webbing. One does not want to get slapped by those fins, though; theyāre actually quite sharp.
The Wayfarer
1) Glowing white eyes; some say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and for The Wayfarer, thatās pretty accurate. Travelers determine whether one of their own is dead or alive by whether their eyes glow. They donāt blink much and do have a third eyelid that protects the eyes from sand. Additionally, they have this odd metallic band around their forehead that keeps their hood on.
2) Two tips of the hood; moves mostly to invoke emotion, like the lower eyelids. Theyāre not ears, though, and work more like the opening of the cloak. Their actual ears are on the sides of their head.
3) Scarf; kind of acts as a meter for how much energy for flying they have stored, which is gathered with physical contact with other living beings. Itās the exchange of like energy that fuels them, so itās not draining on other creatures; a human might describe the feeling as tingly but not painful or fatiguing. Exchanges with stronger beings yield more energy.
4) The cloak; can be used as wings for flight or for gliding, as well as their rough equivalent of arms. Unfortunately, they canāt really pick anything up with them, as the dexterity of the cloak ends is comparable with a birdās wing. They also use it for wrapping around younger travelers and occasionally friendly organic creatures.
5) The narrow, needle-like feet. Best suited for climbing or hiking through shallow or packed-down sand. Also probably their only weapon besides maybe their weight, but even then itās not impressive (only about as dangerous as a 100 lbs magical living hackeysack can be). Much tougher than they look, though; they can take a hard fall from fifty feet or more on asphalt and come out unscathed.
// Ah, yeah, I guess they donāt look especially feminine to a mammalian species.
// The reason I hc them as being modeled off a female Abzun is because of two reasons: 1) they have kinda wide hips, as depicted in this mural and the model itself, and 2) The Diver is actually referred to by she/her pronouns in the official developer diary video.
As this small begin weaved a story, she did the same, painting a picture to the words and conjuring the very begins it described. Ā There was some vague understanding, just like the words, growing into something more opaque as time went on and each word grew in weight. Ā She could see it playing before her eyes, a dazzling picture of blue skies and the sand she grew accustomed to.
Her smile was soft, telling that she was enjoying each little word that was babbling. Ā It wasnāt very often she met a begin that she did not know. This race had to be far off from her world or on the brink of destruction. Ā Either way, she met this small creature with a warmth that had her feeling a sense of calm.
The Wayfarer said,Ā āā¦ Sand-Scrawler made their way back to their caravan, yet I find myself searching for more, beyond the Mountain. This place is certainly new, or maybe I have not been listening to the bards as closely as I should.ā
The Wayfarer blinked, jostling themselves from their storytelling stupor. They always got carried away with these sorts of things. They asked, more politely this time,
āWhat is your name, great one? I am Sand-Walker or Wayfarer.ā
āLittle Sand-Walker. What a lovely name for such a lovely and well spoken being.ā She gave a nod of approval, her eyes twinkling as she was asked of her own name.Ā Ā āI am called by many names but the one I so adore is Bast.Ā Please, call me Bast.ā
āAh, thank you!ā they chirped, hopping and landing lightly on their feet.
āBast,ā they tried saying her name, but even the magic that allowed the goddess to speak to them did not make it any easier for them to speak. No tongue or lips meant no ābā or āstā sounds; the entirety of their language sounded more like flute playing than anything from a living creature. The magicās reaction led to an unusual translation, as they said,
āOwner-Of-The-Ointment Jar. Are you a healer? I received my name due to my wanderlust, and Sand-Scrawler from their writings in the sand.ā
A light laughter bubbled free, a rapid change to the normal sing-song voice she had managed up to that point.Ā
āNot entirely, no but I have dabbled in such a thing as well as it does come with being a protector.Ā I am a woman with a blade, of sharp teeth, a mother and a guard. I fit the fine role that has been split among my sisters.āĀ
The Wayfarer blinked at the new term, āwoman.ā Her description of her role matched very closely to that of a caravan leader, with siblings sharing duties, but there were implications of what she said that they had never heard of.
As this small begin weaved a story, she did the same, painting a picture to the words and conjuring the very begins it described. Ā There was some vague understanding, just like the words, growing into something more opaque as time went on and each word grew in weight. Ā She could see it playing before her eyes, a dazzling picture of blue skies and the sand she grew accustomed to.
Her smile was soft, telling that she was enjoying each little word that was babbling. Ā It wasnāt very often she met a begin that she did not know. This race had to be far off from her world or on the brink of destruction. Ā Either way, she met this small creature with a warmth that had her feeling a sense of calm.
The Wayfarer said,Ā āā¦ Sand-Scrawler made their way back to their caravan, yet I find myself searching for more, beyond the Mountain. This place is certainly new, or maybe I have not been listening to the bards as closely as I should.ā
The Wayfarer blinked, jostling themselves from their storytelling stupor. They always got carried away with these sorts of things. They asked, more politely this time,
āWhat is your name, great one? I am Sand-Walker or Wayfarer.ā
āLittle Sand-Walker. What a lovely name for such a lovely and well spoken being.ā She gave a nod of approval, her eyes twinkling as she was asked of her own name.Ā Ā āI am called by many names but the one I so adore is Bast.Ā Please, call me Bast.ā
āAh, thank you!ā they chirped, hopping and landing lightly on their feet.
āBast,ā they tried saying her name, but even the magic that allowed the goddess to speak to them did not make it any easier for them to speak. No tongue or lips meant no ābā or āstā sounds; the entirety of their language sounded more like flute playing than anything from a living creature. The magicās reaction led to an unusual translation, as they said,
āOwner-Of-The-Ointment Jar. Are you a healer? I received my name due to my wanderlust, and Sand-Scrawler from their writings in the sand.ā
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Drop your Museās name in my inbox and Iāll reveal my Museās opinion of themā¦Most admirable quality: ā The Diver isā¦.a kindred spirit, I guess. He understands me more without speech than those with the ability to talk.āMost attractive physical feature: ā Iām not a lech. I prefer substance over simply appearances.āMost annoying habit: ā Signing gets tiring after a while. Iāll see if there is a way to translate his native speech into something I can understand.āSomething they would like to do with them: ā Letās put worms in Vegetaās pants when heās not looking!ā
Baby found that the planet of the Diver was wonderfully quiet compared to the Earth of his universe. Though the sentient locals were filled with music, quite literally, it didnāt take much flying to get some peace, something he took full advantage of.
The cool air rustled his quills pleasantly as he traversed the forest trail. The orange and red leaves blocking out the sun from reaching the forest floor vaguely reminded him of home, and he tasted something sour at the back of his throat. He tried what the Diver recommended, dug some leaf litter off the ground, and focused on the insects that crawled out.
āTaking a closer look at the little things helps me through a bitter mood,ā he recalled them signing.
The life here was much like that of his universeās Earth, but thankfully without much in the way of simian life; he had to admit the smaller, more obscure creatures were far more interesting. He let a small, armored creature crawl over his palm, watching its hundreds of legs move almost like a wave down its body.
He briefly thought of putting it in that cursed Saiyan princeās bed and huffed a laugh at the thought; Vegeta, the prince of all simians, screaming like a little girl over such a harmless little thing.
āWhat do you know,ā he said to himself, letting the millipede crawl back under the brush with a smile, āThat worked.ā
// Hereās a self-indulgent drawing of the muses of @revengedeathball and @switchbrainedholylime. This post reminded me of this godly duo from Touhou and my drawing handās been itching for it all week (not to mention another excuse to draw Zamasuās body in thigh highs).
// Origin story time! These two are the original creators of The Diver and the other machines within Abzu. Well, Anki (left) invented them, Nasir (right) just funded the projects. Additional notes under the cut
Abzun traditional dress might outwardly look Islamic judging by this one picture, but there are some key differences: the head covering is not about modesty at all. The onlyĀ ārequiredā parts of the body to cover were the groin area and the sides of their head and neck; seeing someone in a short skirt or with no shirt wasnāt unusual. For the most part, they wore head scarfs to protect their rather delicate gills and protect them from sunburn.
Females of their species donāt have breasts; theyāre essentially amphibious creatures, so theyāre typically born with āproto-teethā and the ability to eat semi-solid food, like ground up algae and fish. They also lack any hair to speak of, with only a rough equivalent of eyelashes to protect the eyes from dust.
Anki used herself as a model for The Diverās facial and basic anatomical design, so if an Abzun were to look at them, theyād probably judge them as female due to the hips.
Anki was a technical student at a university; she was something of a prodigy for her time (the equivalent of her early 20s), though she herself was on the poorer side of the spectrum and her projects were considered too much of a risk to fund by most investors or grant-writers. Hence, she sought out Nasirās help.
Nasir, at the time, was only calledĀ āyoungā when he made choices the older investors didnāt like (so, the equivalent of his 30s). He was one of those trust fund kids who never learned the actual value of a dollar, so he was infamous for making really dicey decisions. His deal with Anki was the last he would ever make.
āHow are you feeling? Youāve been out for days,ā The Diver signed. Flitting about the seaside cave were a handful of travelers from the shore, putting on and taking off blankets from the Tuffle. { ofsandandsea }
He had gotten sick. He never got sickā¦.leave it to Earth to wreck his superior immune system.
He was coughing violently, too weak to move and barely able to talk. His voice was strained, the coughing having hurt his voice box.
āBreathe,ā The Diver signed, before calling to the travelers in their own strange musical language,Ā āBring him some of the seagrasses from the basket.ā
The travelers, The Diverās students, brought the needed supplies however they could, looping the handle of the basket over oneās neck and bringing it over. Without waiting for them to put it down, The Diver took some out of the basket and began grinding it in a mortar. They took some of the paste out of the mortar with a spoon and signed before offering it to the Tuffle,
āThe illness seems to be focusing on your heart and your blood; this should help you replenish your red blood cells and give you some strength.ā
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Traveler language isnāt that different from our own methods of speech. There are syllables that construct words that create sentences with a grammatical structure, but youād need quite an ear for musical tone in order to understand it. There are two types of tones, warble and smooth, and each has 36 notes to make up a total of 72Ā ālettersā in their alphabet.
For example: The difference betweenĀ āWayfarerā andĀ āSand-Walkerā in the Traveler language is in the suffix note and whether or not itās warbled; warbled denotes a connection to sand and smooth is just indicative of travel in general.
In the Abzun language, The Diver would probably have been called āTyamatu,ā which is a word denoting any submersible machine. The Diver just thinks itās a pretty word.
"Would you like to come and watch the blooms fall? I have no mother either, really, but a flower viewing between friends may be a nice distraction," The Diver signed. { ofsandandsea }
ā Umā¦..I eat flowers. I hope thatās okay with you.ā
The Diver led him down a path inland, further from the sea. It wasnāt often that they left the ocean, but when they did, the flowering tree forest was one of their favorite stops. Magnolias, cherry trees, lilac... They suspected it was what remained of an old Abzun public art project that went feral ages ago, blending in with the native wildlife.
They settled into a smallish clearing underneath some white cherry blossoms and patted the area next to them.
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