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Css codeing...at least i think thats whats its called!?

Ok I dont know what its called CSS or something eles but its when you youcange the sceem of a blog or something....I would REALLY like to know how and if some one could explane oooorrrrrr give me a link to somewhere that explanes it well i would GREATLY PRECIATE IT!!

Sorry for spelling cause i know its there im really off today!!
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Whispers Diary 28/3/10

Where to start!? Well I met a new deer...he's.. really nice...and smart. He comforts me verey well..better then others have ever. Have I fallen for a boy with dark blue hiar!? Have I lost my heart the way I once feared..but now I think should be revired. I'm A question to the world not an anwser to you...I'll never be what you want me to be. I stand here on my own...cause im not here. I want a moment to be real to touch things i can't feel.. I want to hold on and feel like I belong! How can the world want me to change!? I'm am who I am..I was who I was..now im just me..I've changed for the forest but now...they can't tell me who to be cause im not who they see!! There words are just whispers and lies that I'll never bealeave!!

With love and questions...
Whisper
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If The crow can chase the butter fly..then what can the butter fly chase?

Im not the first butterfly i'm the second...and im not a butterfly cause im pretty or gracefull or even cause like them...im the butterfly cause im weak and scared and im hard to chatch. Some say "You could get anyone to love you if you tryed"! But my heart says back "No you can't". I'v tryed to find love but I'v only found more questions..and still no anwsers. My love is much diffrent then youres cause I have no clue who I could possiabely ever want..I guess creative and nice with an open mind...but still self reliant and independent. Is love any thing Like that rave...who chased the butterfly and caught her...but im not a her and im not a raven. I hope that some day I can understand why my love is for ...a man.

With..love..

Whisper
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Interaction Blog~~cause I think there awesome!

Whisper~~ Sitting happily sun batheing in the shallows of the pound. Play chaseing littel minos with a hoove he smiles as a braze ruffels his pale gray fur.

Cheshire~~ Genatly drifting around a tree chaseing a small sparow "Come here littel birdy" his warm deep voice cood and luled.

Chess bio~~ http://endlessforest.org/community/cheshire-under-consruction

Whisp Bio~~ http://endlessforest.org/community/whisper039s-biography
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Cheshire (under Consruction)



If You Dont Care Where You Are Going..Then It Doesn't Much Matter Which Way You Go!?


Cheshire..Wicked smile
A Whisp of smoke
A decilant Dream
A Sad, Mad, Cat




Name:Chershire

Gender:Stag

NickNames: Cherliar,Chess

So You Havent Quite Noticed..Im not all there myslef!?

Age:Unknown will never die.

Deer Has Met:

Ingenting: So far his only friend and although they seem to verey littel in comman He cant survive with out her, with out her nothingness, with out...the wind.

Can Be found:Any where he rides the wind basicaly.

An Endless Dream...
An Endless Fire...
An Endless Desire...

Cheshire Is Not huge and buff but not littel and weak. He has long gray fur with teal stripes and large teal cat eyes. If hes not recignizabel by those trates his crule wicked grin will give him away. Not wanting to hurt anyone he just drifts and floats as a puff of purpelish smoke. He Can also be seen quite often in the form of a large fluffy gray cat with teal strpies and the same teal eyes. He loves rhyems and riddels..most of the time you hear him speaking in them.
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Hello!?

Ok WEll I want to meet peopl here...BUT...Im about as social as that rock over there *points at a chiar*..well use your imagination!!!! Anyway...I need some help with that and I thought Why not just post a blog thing Just to say HI to every one!!??...That and why is my cat tasteing the carpet...I highly dought that will ever be anwsered...So anyway...HI Every One On TEF!!! Pleases say HI if you got through all that!
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Interactive Blog thingy....cause im bored!!!

Whisper...male with a secratry pelt raven mask and gazell antlers... is just siting around enjoying the fact its warm and that spring had just started! After the last encounter with a new deer he's a bit cautious but pretty sure he's the only one in the forest collecting organs. Hums litghtly and and dips one hoof in the water of pond.

I whish Whis could speak in red but I dont know how!!! could ja tell me that to!?
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Whisper- No fear

"Shit" I whispered "Its one of those things ya gotta experences" Dr said. "Hehe"I laughed cooldly. "Ya know what im talking about"? he asked "Yeah man". "We're in to deep now to turn away". I joked "Sure are". "Whatch your self"I mumbeled as he almost triped on the cobbel stone walk way through the marshy forest. "It feels like the Devil's on our back"he whispered adrialen shakeing his words. Like normal. "Yeah" We rounded a willow to see our destination so I raised my head to seem a tiny bit taller. I was here to be his second voice in this game. The game DR was famous for. DR. It wasnt Doctor,it stood for Doubel R. Which stood for... Russian Rulet. His game of pride. A game where some one always died. See I aint never shot nobody but im know for fighting. When I fight im fast..but thats it fast, so I tend to just dodge and humiliat my enemy till they are eghusted. DR....he played this game instead. The small silver revolver sat on the ground as four deer and there second voices stood around. Second voices where in charge of keeping track of the time when there player died, cleaning up there blood, and burying the body. A large Buck with only one eye picked up the revolver and spun the barrel utter scilenec as peopl tryed to count the clicks. The clicks said how many barrels where inbettwen you and death. It was a big math thing, for peopl with smart minds. First count the barrels, then the clicks, then devide by barrels,finaly you have how many shots befor some one dies. DR was good at this cause he had an unuseually high IQ. The winners split the fortune of the loser, thats the prize. "Who will take the first shot"? asked the large back deer as DR slowly opened his eyes confidentaly. This wat it, it was the soldier and his gun, this is the story of us all. Fighting through bloody pride destroying games of chance just to live our dayliy lives. "I will" said a doe with litebrown fur and big brite eyes.
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HELP ME PLEASE!!

Ok i lost all my spell in a glitch thing!! I had all new stuff and it was suddeenly gone after visiting the driking plat thingy...well I walked out and sneezed and all tht stuuf..it wont come back! I need held getting the Gazel antlers Secratry pelt and raven mask PLEASE!!!
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Gen:Male

Mate; He thinks he may have found.. a love...not a mate but a love

Where: beautiful golden part of forest listening to music

Mood: Verey happy and warm and full of the song happening around him

With:a verey good friend enjoying music and tea!!

notes: he is in a vanerabel state right now senes his mind is to tied around his new friend
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