The Great Spirit Speaks

[Hans_Lemurson]

If you're going to be offended, then you should ask why a presumably Algonquin chief is wearing the head-dress of a Lakota!

Just curious, What makes you think my people are of Algonquian origins? Is it purely geographical or did I give away something in our lore?

Chief PeePooKaKa
MM Tribe

Geographical guess. Largest group in eastern New England. Although I'll admit you act more like the Iroquois.

But really the problem is the limited head-dresses provided by the game due to the fact that white folks didn't start paying attention to native culture until the late 19th century and the only prominent tribes left were in the west.

[FearTheAmish]

yeah the headdress really really bothers me... Because unless this thing is set out west there should be no Lakota headdress. Algonquin, and Iroquois confederacy tribes (Mohawk, Oneida, Onondaga, Cayuga, and Seneca nations) should be around here. Honestly the MM doesn't really match ANY of the known tribes of this area/era. Realistically you are similar to the Chikasaw's which are known for being warlike and slave holding. Actually their big thing was their warriors/hunters were so lazy that all the work was left on the women so they were forced to capture and enslave as many people as possible. They actually had a higher % of slaves to freed men then any southern state. Because the Iroquois league tribes were actually a an amazing example of how wrong people's stereo types of Native Americans are. A large portion of our Constitution is directly taken from their articles of confederation. They were a very high level Agricultural society that through treaties were at peace with most of their neighbors. The only time when there would be conflict between them and settlers were when either A.) people were dumb and settled right next to their villages or in their hunting grounds (they would then be asked to leave and if they refused they were burnt out) B.) when England and France went to war. unfortunately they picked the wrong side during the Revolutionary War. The Iroquois actually have an interesting name for George Washington, The call him the Devourer of Villages. Right at the start of the Revolution the Iroquois sided with the British so Washington sent an army through their home territory and Burnt them out. Literally killed everyone that was their and burnt the buildings and sowed the fields with salt.

[Trenial]

Pfffffft. I totally am the only one who attempted any true LARPing of the Sioux, under the character name: Sitting-Bull. I spoke Lakota words, made names for friends in Lakota, wore the head dress, named us the Sioux, established a village called: Húŋkpapa and made up a story about how I took my band after the battle of the "Little-Big" (notice the "horn" is missing, noting a fictional pun. Besides SB wasn't present at the real battle) headed East to attack the influx of Russian settlers, while PeePoo took his a different route to engage all white settlers. We split because after defeating the British in open war on the plains I desired to skin the bodies, and eat the corpses for food and keep warm for the winter. PeePoo disagreed and called me barbaric, that the scalps were good enough. I had plans to form the tribe into actual Lakota style systems of government. Groups of Sioux being broken down into Councils who elect 1 War Chief, and given the reintroduction of Witch craft, 1 Medicine Man or Wise Woman. Each council answered to it's leaders, and were independant of one another within their villages/camps. The War Chiefs could be assembled and answered directly to me "the Peace Chief", and the Chain-that-binds was always in full effect. It was a planned social experiment, but the entire scheme of things blew up in my face. Oh well, win some, lose some.

We had tons of fun for the most part, in the end no one could get along and backstabbed eachother. The end. The fictional Sioux in New England are no more. Sitting-Bull wanders the world killing Russians, abusing collision exploits, and aiding random noobs with goodies while never firmly re-establishing himself. If on Raonoke, you find a dead person with an Indian Feather on them, I was there.

-SB

[jwhitehorn]

Pfffffft. I totally am the only one who attempted any true LARPing of the Sioux, under the character name: Sitting-Bull. I spoke Lakota words, made names for friends in Lakota, wore the head dress, named us the Sioux, established a village called: Húŋkpapa and made up a story about how I took my band after the battle of the "Little-Big" (notice the "horn" is missing, noting a fictional pun. Besides SB wasn't present at the real battle) headed East to attack the influx of Russian settlers, while PeePoo took his a different route to engage all white settlers. We split because after defeating the British in open war on the plains I desired to skin the bodies, and eat the corpses for food and keep warm for the winter. PeePoo disagreed and called me barbaric, that the scalps were good enough. I had plans to form the tribe into actual Lakota style systems of government. Groups of Sioux being broken down into Councils who elect 1 War Chief, and given the reintroduction of Witch craft, 1 Medicine Man or Wise Woman. Each council answered to it's leaders, and were independant of one another within their villages/camps. The War Chiefs could be assembled and answered directly to me "the Peace Chief", and the Chain-that-binds was always in full effect. It was a planned social experiment, but the entire scheme of things blew up in my face. Oh well, win some, lose some.

We had tons of fun for the most part, in the end no one could get along and backstabbed eachother. The end. The fictional Sioux in New England are no more. Sitting-Bull wanders the world killing Russians, abusing collision exploits, and aiding random noobs with goodies while never firmly re-establishing himself. If on Raonoke, you find a dead person with an Indian Feather on them, I was there.

-SB

Stupid larping indian.

Chief PeePooKaKa
MM Tribe

[Trenial]

Pfffffft. I totally am the only one who attempted any true LARPing of the Sioux, under the character name: Sitting-Bull. I spoke Lakota words, made names for friends in Lakota, wore the head dress, named us the Sioux, established a village called: Húŋkpapa and made up a story about how I took my band after the battle of the "Little-Big" (notice the "horn" is missing, noting a fictional pun. Besides SB wasn't present at the real battle) headed East to attack the influx of Russian settlers, while PeePoo took his a different route to engage all white settlers. We split because after defeating the British in open war on the plains I desired to skin the bodies, and eat the corpses for food and keep warm for the winter. PeePoo disagreed and called me barbaric, that the scalps were good enough. I had plans to form the tribe into actual Lakota style systems of government. Groups of Sioux being broken down into Councils who elect 1 War Chief, and given the reintroduction of Witch craft, 1 Medicine Man or Wise Woman. Each council answered to it's leaders, and were independant of one another within their villages/camps. The War Chiefs could be assembled and answered directly to me "the Peace Chief", and the Chain-that-binds was always in full effect. It was a planned social experiment, but the entire scheme of things blew up in my face. Oh well, win some, lose some.

We had tons of fun for the most part, in the end no one could get along and backstabbed eachother. The end. The fictional Sioux in New England are no more. Sitting-Bull wanders the world killing Russians, abusing collision exploits, and aiding random noobs with goodies while never firmly re-establishing himself. If on Raonoke, you find a dead person with an Indian Feather on them, I was there.

-SB

Stupid larping indian.

Chief PeePooKaKa
MM Tribe

You actually aided it jay. When I came into IRC, you said something along the lines of not having seen me since the battle of the "Little Big", the rest was history. And lets not kid ourselvs here, your name and tribe sound something like this:

Chief Peekaboo **** Comes out my Ass, of the White Rapper from Detroit tribe.

Yep, I was totally trying to be you.

[Cik]

But the Indians weren't sociopaths.