The twenty fourth day, of the eighth month of the year... I rose, to dedicate myself to the Forest, and the souls within Her.

Now how long has it been, oh children of the Forest?

How many have passed while my minds eye was elsewhere? How many have lingered and wandered without guidance of any sort? How many have I hurt with my unexpected leave?

Two years tomorrow I will have walked upon this ground. And I return to you now, to serve you, and to walk with you upon this ground...

I am here, I am here.

I fell into a sort of, spiritual depression awhile ago, and with it, my first serious character ever fell into darkness. I never intended this, but life has a way of its own to mess you up. I feel like I should bring her back now, after looking at her bio tonight and seeing the date I created her... it will be two years tomorrow for her... I owe the spiritual Mother of the forest something, and the least I could do is update her biography.

Expect Mystress to return guys, very soon.

I feel like there's something really simple I'm screwing up.
I uploaded the picture (100 x 100, jpg), checked the box "Delete Picture?", created my new siggy which is a rather long quote (I realize I may have to change that). Neither of them are showing up, or, what's more, my OLD avvie shows up again!

Help?

Okay.

I read everything I could on this insanity.

And I can hardly make my text colors change.

I am at a loss.

So what hope is there for me? Someone on the outside looking in at all of you amazing technology adaptive smart people?

I have cash.

It isn't a whole lot, but if you are cooperative with my few requests for a bio page, I will, indeed pay you via paypal.

If you wish to contact me further, I am at:


(MSN)

Or just comment below and we'll continue negotiations elesewhere. Thanks!

The light begins to slowly fade, and my tie to this world begins to wither away...

What is happening?

He calls me here, and everlasting night begins to reflect in his dark eyes. A sour taste begins to surface in my mouth as I look upon his tired form.

I am here.

A wind escapes my lips, my tired voice. Like an echo on the waves of the sea. Like a perfect bell on the end of a kite tail, too far away to hear.
"Help! Please, someone help him!"

My faint, ever so faint memory repeated my words, with blood clouding my vision.

"Someone please help me!" his hooves hit the ground just behind... my voice still a distant bell on the horizon.

Not so long ago had a fawn cried across this land, and now beneath the ground, I remain, the figure of a young doe, following him.

My tears fall to the ground, which faded instantly, and I curled up beside him, hearing his quiet breathing. "You can't go..." I whisper.

"I am here, with you, and when you leave... I will be there with you."
She places her delicate hoof beside his own...
"I will not leave your side now..."

My dark warrior... my black night... my end.

...Baal

Sorry guys, found Lady Bones on the computer early this morning, I couldn't get her off it. Feel free to ignore, please.

1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname?

Oh I have names coming out of my ears. My birth name is Christine Marie Walker, I have a few others too. Nicole Wright, Scarlet Coat, White Death, Lady Bones-- a nickname?

2. How old are you? When is your birthday?

... I'm around four hundered years old, and I think I have forgotten the actual date I came into this lovely lovely world. Perhaps around October if I remember correctly. Forgive me, my mind must be going.

3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? Are you patriotic?

I was born in London, and I live in upsate New York as of now. Need some peace and quiet. And patriotic? Of the country I was born into? HELL NO. The English are assholes. I was on the American team during the Revolution. Took up a militia in my hands, but that's for another time.

4. Who are/were your parents? (Names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

My parents were Fredrick Allen Walker and Catherine Anne Campbell, before she was married of course. Occupation? *she laughs harshly* Those moldy pieces of garbage never worked a day in their lives. Old family money does wonders for one's self-esteem.

5. Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

I had a brother at one point. He was an asshole, handed me over to the government during my reign and hold on the Indian and Atlantic Oceans. Can't imagine what ever happened to him. *her eyes shift*

6. What is your occupation?

What *wasn't* my occupation?

7. How tall are you? How much do you weigh?

I am about 5'11" and I weigh around one-seventy-seven.

8. What color is your hair? What color are your eyes?

[=#4E4848]My hair was originally blonde, but thanks to a certain someone it turned white after I was "blessed" with immortality.

*Please do not link to this biography. This is a collection of memories, not an informational post. Bookmark and return, do not showcase.*

Hush, hush...
Can you not
hear me calling?
Hush, hush...
The rain is falling...
Don't you know, never to forget;
My dear,
For you never know if I am
far, or near.

So listen close, and you may hear
the sound
of my teardrops
e v e r y w h e r e...
Copyright Celticmystress 2010

Past to Present I was... Aiyannah... A fawn... a child A rose... Frail. Alive. I am. A ghost. A victim. A poppy. Sorrow. Silent.... Love.

[=times]Getting Started!

To get started with Roleplay, you're going to have to decide a few things.

Who:
You're roleplaying with, as a person.
Which character/s will be involved, both your own characters and other's.
(Once you know this, it's good to take a peek at that character's bio, if you don't know them well.)

What:
Deer or human? It's important!!
[color]SPEECH COLOR!![/color]
And also learn how to use brackets. ((This lets people know YOU are talking to THEM, not your character to their character. Don't use speech color in here))

Your First Post

You've been asked to start the roleplay. Don't panic! If you've been asked to get things rolling, here's what you should do.

Decide the Location:
Depending on the roleplay, deer or human, you can pick a location in the forest, or in the real world.

What is your character doing?
You don't have to describe this right off the bat, have the other person's/people's character ask, or discover it for themselves! For instance:
You: Katherine walked in the center doors of her school. Upstairs and to the left, was the main lobby, where she would pick up her work papers. She needed to get a job.

This is OK, but bend it around, and save something for the other person to write about, let them discover what you're character might be doing. Like this:

You: Katherine walked in the center doors of her school. Upstairs and to the left, was the main lobby. She looked out the window, it was a beautiful day.

Other Person: [i] Joe saw the young woman walk in. He felt like he knew her but he didn't know from where. "Hello," he said, guessing she was probably student in the school.

This is an April fool's joke, that was supposed to be serious but I couldn't stop myself.

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Dear Mr. and Mrs. Wesker,

I understand first grade is a difficult year, for any child of seven years old. And I am aware of the fact that Takeshi was so bright, he jumped a grade skipping kindergarten going from Preschool to first grade. But I know that here, in the private school of Your So Damn Wealthy It's Gross, kindergarten is an important year in the development proccess of young minds. We learn how to share, raise your hand, not talk when other people are talking.... our motto is we Learn to Love and Love to Learn. I have tried on numerous occasions to teach Takeshi these vital learning tools, as they will be used later on in his life, either in school or for employment. I am sorry to inform you, so far, at the third quarter of the year; Takeshi has failed to understand, practice, or aknowledge these basic classroom rules.

Judging by Takeshi's bullshit behavior, it is quite obvious he has trouble understanding what is the right thing to do, given a certain situation. I am sure you have been aware of his numerous time-outs this school year. Each one is little more than ten minutes. Takeshi has had 405 minutes overall this school year, which holds the record for Your So Damn Wealthy It's Gross private school.

I, personally, can not understand how he functions, or even passes certain subjects with so much time in the Naughty Corner. But he has managed to carry a B+ average for all three quarters so far. I cannot tell you how many times I've wanted to give him an F on a paper because he caused such an uproar in class. So I hand him the longest assignment I can, so it will keep him quiet. But the little F----er finishes before all the other kids in class. ALL I WANT IS A MOMENT OF PEACE!...

The only subject Takeshi is the lowest in is a 65% in Spelling.