Here you can interact with my character's in whatever way you please. If you want me to do the intro, than that's a-okay :3 Or you can do it~ Whichever you want. Click on the little circles to see that particular deer's bio. Though some of them still lack bios to speak of...
Peony (Deer only + Duel shared with thecapturedplanet) o
Nivea (Deer only) o
Sebastian o
Olay o
Aveeno o
Crystal (L'oreal) o
Turkey o
Debit and Credit
Malware (NOTE: Malware, while being a deer, will only interact with humans)
Irene Whittington (Human only)
Nippers Bartleby (Human only) o
GumStick/Carbunkle Warthom o
Demyx o
Italy o
Dante Alighieri (Deer only) o
((tracking for later use
Mick~ He tapped his lip
He tapped his lip again. He really needed to get out of the habit of it. "Don't feel bad about it." he said. "Everyone wishes to avoid certain things in their lives." he smiled at him. "You just need to learn to face it."
But... that's exactly what he had to do... He was running away too, wasn't he? Running away... He had done that for such a long time.
Soon, he would stop running altogether.
Fofo~ If your gonna spam mah blog then at LEAST add a 300 quote there D: Oh, that's right. YOU CAN'T. >:
Planet~ Pffft, whenever ya feel up to it, I'm game xD Also, yeah... I was wondering about that.
THIS IS SPARTA? Okay NOW
Okay NOW I'll stop c:
(FFF sorry I took so long,
"I didn't think so, you don't look that prissy." He joked, his smile ear-to-ear.
Finn studied him quizzically for a moment, but decided not to pry. "Kicked out, huh? I'm sorry man, that must be awful. Listen, if you're hungry or need a bath or whatever just let me know. I'd be happy to help out."
Deep down, despite Finn's obvious obliviousness to Jergens' appearance, he could tell the man wasn't bad. Plus, he had to thank that damn cat, animals seem to have a sixth sense or something; they seemed to be able to tell when people were good or bad, and if this man was bad, Finn had a feeling Nubbs wouldn't come within a mile of him. If Jergens had Nubbs' approval, he sure as hell had Finn's.
Sleeeeep... I neeeeeed
So, cya'll ;3
Hallows~ (Guhhh... Fine...
"A bath?" the mere thought of it. Something that he hadn't had in at least a year. And free food!
Where there was free food, there was Jergens.
If he played his cards just right, he could get what he wanted. He wasn't a bad person, he just wanted to survive.
He smiled at his questioning look. "Ya wanna know, don'tcha?" he asked. He shook his head. "I can't remember the last time I had a bite, though." he mused.
(Gasp! You mean you... actually... HAVE A LIFE?!?! (hearthesaracsimdrippingfrommahvoice))
(bfhdgff sorry. GO TO
"Sure, if you want one..." He said, noting his dirty clothes and appearance.
"You don't need to tell me if you don't want to, 'specially if it's a little personal. But don't worry, I don't judge." Finn said with a smile. It was true, he didn't judge anybody, not by appearance, gender, weight, sexuality, looks, or whatever really. "Well, if you can't remember, that's not good. Come with me!"
Quickly, he ran over to the front door, flipping over the open side so that it read closed, and locking the door. He wasn't expecting any customers, so it was fine to take a little break. Then, he crossed back over to the the counter, opening a door next to it, which revealed a staircase. Finn then turned back to Jergens.
"Believe it or not, I actually just live upstairs, so come up here! Don't worry, I'm not a serial killer or anything!' He chuckled lightly as he started up the staircase.
(Life? What's that, some sort of weird breakfast cereal?)
Hallows~ (I JUST DID.
You're a bit stupid to be the serial killer type Jergens thought mildly to himself as he followed his new companion up. This was way too easy. Although some people would always help him out of pure kindness, it was a rare occurance.
"Dosen't everyone judge at first sight though?" he asked him. True, when people saw him, they saw a lazy-ass homeless man, none of them ever saw the person underneath. Well, save for a few. Day long lovers.... Kind people like this man...
Faith...
He shook his head. No, don't think about him now. Slowly, he continued up the stairs.
)
(Hur... I used to eat that all the time
(GOOD.) "I try to keep an
"I try to keep an open mind. Sure, you may judge someone by appearance or something when you first meet them, but you don't really know someone until you, well, know them. 'Don't judge a book by it's cover' I guess you might say." Finn said, looking over his shoulder at Jergens.
"Of course, some people just say I'm just oblivious."
As he reached the top of the staircase, he noticed Jergens shaking his head. "Something wrong?"
(I'm more of a Chex person myself. :V)
Hallows~ He was staring off
He was staring off into the distance. "What? Oh... I'm fine..." he grinned. "If the rest of the world thought like ya, I'd still have a home." he chuckled nervously.
"Obliviousness can be a nice trait for some people, y'know." he tried to change the subject. "With some people it can cute, but with others it gets pretty damn annoying." He tapped his lip in thought.
Unfortunently in yer case it's really damn annoying...
(Murr... I don't eat cereal anymore anyway x3)
"I suppose, eventually I'm
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
"Yeah, heh, I guess so." He
"I... uh.. guess that's true. Like this lady I saw once, she seemed totally oblivious to the fact she wasn't wearing a shirt, and she really should have beenwearingone,buthey,I'mnotonetotalkIjustthinkshirtsshouldbewornoutsideyaknow?Keepyourbodytoyourself. Oh hey! I was supposed to get you food!" Finn ceased his incessant rambling for a moment to run into the kitchen. There, he opened a large fridge, filled with more food than the young man probably needed. Perhaps the large number of apocalyptic comics in his shop were getting to his head...
"Here, take whatever you want, there's plenty to spare!' He said, smiling broadly.
([sarcasm]Finn? Annoying? Never.[/sarcasm])
Mick~ Bartleby's eyes
Bartleby's eyes widened for a second before he remembered that this boy was not an actual citizen. He wandered. How could he know about him? "Well, you see that large estate over there?" he pointed to his left and sure enough, the roof of the building was clearly visible, towering over everything else.
"I'm a merchant." he said. "The most powerful, in fact. I'm just small step below the mayor in terms of how powerful I actually am." he shrugged. "I was the next in the family line, you see."
Hallows~
It was official. This was Hell. Pure, awful, Hell. Jergens was getting impatient with this guy. Yes, it was cute the first five minutes, but now it was really really damn annoying. As mentioned before, he didn't even like this type to begin with. Double that with an annoying personality and you got yourself a recipie for someone Jergens didn't like. Oh well, he had food. That was all that really mattered anyway.
At the opening of the fridge Jergens' visibly salivated at the glorious sight. So much of it... and it was all welcome to him. Where to start? It was so overwhelming...
"Uhm... What do you reccomend?" he asked Finn, as much as he didn't want to.
And I swear to God if you start rambling again...
(Pffft, I like him :'D)
"Interesting," Kylar said.
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
"Hmmm... Hummmmm... Ah...
"Hot Pockets." He took out a green and white box and attempted to thrust it into his companion's hands. "Ham and cheese. Two minutes in the microwave. Pure heaven."
("I'm... loved? OH HAPPY DAY! 8'D"
Oh God I didn't know what to recommend so I just put what I just ate. xD)
Mick~ He thought about it.
He thought about it. "It sounds familiar..." he finally said. "I'm sorry, I'm rather awful when it comes to remembering the names of my partners and clients. Although I do believe I've done buisness with her before." he tapped his lip.
"Isn't your 'family'..." he followed suit with the sarcasim. "...Worried about you? Or do you not speak well of them?" he knew he was prying, and that it was rude. But for some reason, he just couldn't help himself.
Hallows~ (Damn comment ninja...)
Jergens had no idea what the bloody fudge a 'Hot pocket' even was. But whatever it was. It was edible... looking. He took two of them out, inspecting them as if for poison. You could never be too careful...
Microwave? What the Hell was a microwave? He saw a little black box nearby with what appeared to be a large door, and little squiggles (as Jergens saw them) written on the side. Was that the microwave? Probably. That meant he had to figure out which little squiggles represented 'two'.
And by god he was not going to tell this guy that he couldn't read.
Still, he didn't even know how the machine worked. Hesitantly, he pushed a large button on the bottom, gasping as the large door thing opened. Okay... got it so far...
Without thinking, he tossed in the two pastry things (plastic and all) and slammed the door shut. Okay... Now what... He poked at the number pad, not really knowing what he was doing.
Oh my God, I must look like a complete moron
(Mmm.... Hot pockets...)
(Muhahahaha) "U-um Jergens,
"U-um Jergens, you might want to take the plastic off..." Finn said quietly. He knew from experience what happened when you put plastic in a microwave, and well... He didn't want to have to buy another microwave again.
He looked over Jergens' shoulder, his eyes wide with fright. "Do you need help?"
For a second, Finn wondered if this was some new techinique for cooking Hot Pockets. Maybe it made the crispier?
(Oh God I laughed so hard at Jergens trying to cook. x'D)
Hallows~ Damn... He had done
Damn...
He had done something wrong. He wished he could just melt away into the ground. Well... it wasn't a total loss, at least he wasn't interested in this guy. He was already kind enough without the seduction. What could hurt?
"This is the 'microwave', right?" he asked sheepishly. Was it right? He hoped so...
"And... um... Could you... do it for me? Because... uhm... I..." Ughhhhh....
"...Can't read." Jebass, even with guys he didn't like it still hurt to say it...
((Theres a reason why he's the man in every relationship he's in xD))
"Don't worry, that's the
He took out the still-wrapped pastries, unwrapped them, put them onto a plate, and back into the microwave. He tapped the number pad until the inside lit up, and the plate started rotating. Finn watched it curiously, as if he'd never seen it before.
"...That's nothing to be ashamed of. We all have weaknesses, but where we lack in one area-" He turned to Jergens and smiled.
"-we make up for it in another. There's something you can do better than anything else, and you may not even know it yet. If not, you just have to find it out and make it useful."
He turned back to the microwave, watching it intently as it finished cooking the Hot Pockets, while he toyed with the deer skull necklace that sat underneath his bandana.
(I can totally see that. xD
And, for the kiddies reading this; don't stare at microwaves. UwU)
Hallows~ Oh good, it turns
Oh good, it turns out that not only are you annoying as Hell, but yer also a sentimental fruitcake...
He yelped in surprise when the thing seemed to come to life before his very eyes. He looked over and stared at the plate rotating round and round... He pressed his face against the microwave glass, almost hypnotized at it.
"Meh, maybe yer right." he mumbled, almost as if in a trance as he watched it.
(Pffft, Jergylotionkins didn't listen to you! D; )
"Maybe." Finn shrugged. He
"Here you go, be careful though, those suckers get hot. He held out the plate for Jergens, hoping the man wasn't so hungry he'd take his hand off too.
(Finnthefruitcake is disappoint. D:)
Hallows~ ((I'm sorry Finn! I
Oh sweet, sweet food... How I've missed thee...
He grabbed the plate and wolfed both of them down in a record time of three seconds. Meh, he had done better. Besides, they were pretty hot. They only managed to make him even more hungry though. Desprerate, he licked the tips of his fingers, hoping to catch some of the remaining residue of them.
He looked at the empty plate, then to Finn. The empty plate, then to Finn. "Uhm..." he chuckled awkwardly.
Pleasepleasepleaseplease give me the rest of the box. The box didn't look half-bad either. Can I have that too?
Kylar shrugged. "I speak to
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
Finn's gaze was wide-eyed as
"You're... uh, awfully hungry, aren't you?" He murmured awkwardly.
Mick~ Bartleby stared at
Bartleby stared at him. The similarities between them were beginning to grow staggering. "I... only really have my sister left as well. The rest of my family has long since passed on." he shrugged. "My family name has a reputation for not living long." he smiled sadly, light blonde hair draping over one of his eyes.
A sudden, violent spasm of pain came over his chest. They rarely came without warning. The hand on Kylar's knee tightened considerably as he grit his teeth. "Ahh... I-I'm sorry..." it took almost all self-control to stop himself from screaming. He clutched at his chest, feebily trying to ease it away.
"I see..." Kylar said. When
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
Hallows~ (You ninja'd me
Well, that was one thing Finn seemed to know how to do right. Jergens watched as he stuffed the microwave/box/thing, a bit perplexed. "Hey man, I'll eat em' cold, y'know. As long as it's edible, I don't give a damn what it tastes like." he scratched at his chest, wincing as he felt his ribs underneath his skin.
Damn straight he was hunrgy...
Mick~
The 'outsider'... he was touching him again...
It didn't matter anymore, he knew enough about this boy to trust him enough. And quite frankly, he didn't think he could push him away if he wanted to. Bartleby took a few slow, deep breaths to calm himself. "Damn it... why does it have to happen now?" he muttered, practically through clenched teeth.
"Pl-please talk to me. About anything. I don't care. Something I can think about." Anything to get his mind off of it. Anything at all to get his mind off the thorbbing, pulsating sensation.
"Hm...tell me about what this
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
Mick~ The pain was slowly
The pain was slowly ebbing away now. The talking... it helped him quite a bit. Bartleby clutched at his shirt, as if holding on for dear life. "C-can I tell you something else instead?" he didn't want to talk, even to think about Jergens right now.
"M-my first name... Bartleby is my family name. My first name is Faith. B-but please, don't call me that." Only the privleged few that Bartleby knew and loved dearly could call him Faith.
(pshaw BD) "Well, that's
"Well, that's probably not too healthy... Finn trailed off, remembering the state of his companion. I guess any food is good food...
Finn ran over to one of he cabinets and pulled out a bag of potato chips. "Here, they're not too healthy, but you don't have to cook them.
(Sorry for the tiny response. I'm packing for camp tomorrow, so you prolly won't get a response from me for a while. D:
I might be able to get one or two responses in tonight, but that'll prolly be it. I come back on Saturday though! <3)
He comes to the stag,
He comes to the stag, battered, bleeding, limping, but smiling.
"Hello" he sounds tired, but of course he would be.
One of his front legs never touches the ground, even as he comes close enough to nuzzle into the other's bright red fur.
It's almost beautiful really, red on blue.
He isn't up for long before he lays down, awkward, as if he'll fall over from keeping one limb in such an odd position.
"I, made a mistake" he says, and he laughs softly, as if his mistake were leaving an oven on a bit too long, or forgetting to put on shoes before leaving a house.
He doesn't want to worry Jergens after all.
So he does what he can to downplay it all
Hallows~ (D'aw, that's okay.
Food... Sweet, delectible food...
"It don't think anything is unhealthy for me right now." the remainders of the bag we're quickly taken down as well.
Four seconds. Damn! He was on a streak there... Oh well.
(Short as well, I'm sorry xD)
PlanetPardenerinCrime~ (Oh, y, ello thar. ;3)
One might note how fast emotion can spread across the face. It can happen in a matter of seconds. For Jergens, it went like this, happiness, shock, fear, and then anger. In a quick moment he lays beside the little stag, silently letting his tongue coat the wound in warmth. He talks softly, a small tone of rage hidden underneath it.
"Rose, who did this to you?" Whoever actually hurt him, whoever would be heartless enough to hurt someone so helpless... He would get revenge for him.
The small buck sighed,
"Dunno" he admitted, "it...was a wolf...some sort of wolf...w-with horns!" he tensed every so often as his wounds were cleaned, but didn't make any pained noises, he was shy, and easily frightened, but he wasn't weak per-say.
The flowers upon his tines were messed, barely there really, they would grow back of course, but for now he only looked ratty and disheveled.
"it was chasing my friend, I had to do something"
Planteteer~ He was quivering
He was quivering with rage. So that was the one. He knew of the strange, wolf-like creature who had entered the forest. Of course he usually steered clear from it. One because of instinct.
Two because it was dog-like.
He had to admire Rosine for him courage. If it was a friend of his he probably would have just high-tailed it back home. His human fear of dogs certainly had carried over in this new life.
"I... I should have been there..." he felt guilty now. He should have heard the fighting. If it was Rosine, he wouldn't care if it was a wolf.
If it was Faith, he wouldn't care if it was a wolf.
"I'm sorry..." he felt so awful now... Why did he always have to let everyone down? The wound was clean, he inspected it, his brow furrowing in worry.
"Yer leg is broken.."
"don't blame yourself" he
"you can't always be there, and besides, it was my choice to fight, it probably would have happened even if you had been there"
he looked down, inspecting his leg as if he had only just noticed it.
"oh..." he looked up, "I'm not a very good fighter..." he tilted his head a bit.
"against other deer...the thorns...would keep them away but, they didn't even get past this guy's fur" he admitted, "my flowers are ruined..." he huffed, clearly more annoyed about the plants than his leg.
ooc;
(I am captain planet |theme song here| xD)
Captain Planet~ (Watch, I'm
He shook his head. "I would have ripped him to shreds before he would even try to fight ya." he noticed the ruined flowers as if for the first time. "It dosen't matter. At least ya know they'll grow back." he looked at his leg. What if it didn't heal right? What if he developed a limp? Oh, it was all so worrysome!
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..." Of course he kept blaming himself! Rosine was far too modest and kind to blame him for something that was his own foolish mistake. He felt so frustrated.
(XD bring it onnnn XD) The
The tiny stag looked up with an expression a mother might give to a child worrying about something silly, such as weather or waking up in time to get somewhere.
“A stiff apology is a second insult... The injured party does not want to be compensated because he has been wronged; he wants to be healed because he has been hurt.” he quoted, nodding once.
"and there's really nothing to say sorry for, so there"
he pressed his muzzle to the red stag's cheek for a moment.
"you shouldn't blame yourself for my silly actions" he leaned into the other, glad to have his injured limb fully off the ground.
"I'm sorry for holding you back" he blinked slowly.
"you always seem to be looking for something when I see you...and, I feel that I'm keeping you from it now" he mused.
Captain Planet~ (Oh, it's
Jergens just saw the quote as bunch of nonsense. He was stubborn, and he knew that. He always was, even as a human. "I don't care. I still feel damn awful about it."
He visibly flinched at the little blue stag's last comment. He sighed. Well... It was going to come back anyway.
"Look..." Jergens paused for a moment. Should he really? Well... why not? It was good to get things off of one's chest.
"I need to tell ya something..."
(Okay, big deciding question here. Does Rosine have any previous knowledge of Jergens as a human? Dosen't matter which, I just don't wanna screw over your continuity. After all, I screw around with mind enough. x3)
((>D. and, I suppose he
"mope all you want it's not gonna make things better" he teased.
At the more serious turn of events his ears drooped, as if he feared he were in trouble, tail tucking between his legs a bit.
"oh?" a simple 'go on' but a 'go on' none the less
CaptainPlanet~ (Yeah, I
He turned his head and lightly nuzzled the little stag's forehead. "It has nothing to do with ya. It's all right." he chuckled lightly. Looking up to the sky, as if for a cue to begin, he took a breath.
"Okay, remember when I found ya that storm? I never really told you much about what happened before that, did I? I mean, I told ya about my childhood, and how I lost my home, but I never really told ya about what happened in-between." he had never been all that good at telling stories. But he had to try.
"Well, one day I was in a small town. Reubens. That was it's name. Anyway, there was a merchant that lived there that I thought I could land an easy job with." he chuckled at the memories of trying to seduce him, how much of a feeble attempt it was.
"We became friends after a while. And... I loved him. Not in the seduction meal ticket way, but actual love. I didn't want anything bad to happen to him." he frowned.
"He was always sick... And after a while... It kept getting worse and worse. Until... well..." he faltered. 'He died'? How could he say that? It made his heart hurt just thinking about it.
"I left after it happened. Kept living on the streets, starving myself. I kept living like that until I found ya." that storm. He thanked whoever the Hell was up there for that storm.
"I promised myself that I wouldn't love anyone else besides him. Anyone." he turned to Rosine, a tear filled, weak smile on his face.
"...Guess I was wrong."
(OH SWEET GOD IT'S SO LOOOONG....)
But it's filled with sparkles
The little blue stag listened intently, a look of sadness crossing his features, he felt bad for the red stag, really he did.
When he reached the end his eyes widened a bit, leaning up to nuzzle against him once more.
So he had been looking for his companion?
wait.
His ears ticked, thinking over the end again, 'guess I was wrong...?'
Then.
he looked down shyly.
"I love you too"
it was all he could think to say.
CaptainPlanet~ (I don't care,
Jergens blinked. Once. Twice.
"...Oh"
There it is, ladies and gentleman! The smooth talking, mellow Jergens! Watch as he puts on his amazing charms! He chuckled bitterly (just in his mind, of course).
He felt like he had betrayed Faith. Like he had walked up, slapped him in the face and walked away, leaving him behind in the dust.
His mouth couldn't form any spoken words. Instead, his actions spoke for themselves. Tears began to form in his eyes and spill down and he buried his face in Rosine's blue fur.
He felt awful...
The little blue stag paused,
"d-did, did I misinterpret that? I, I'm so embarrassed" he tucked his head down against his legs.
Would it make Jergens happy to find his love? he must have been in the forest if Jergens had been so intent on searching.
People often say that you need to let something go if you truly love it, and, if it comes back it's yours, if it doesn't it never was.
A butterfly flitted down to land upon a battered flower before leaving.
"well then" he forced a brave smile, eyes becoming determined as he stood quickly.
"I'll just have to help ya' find him!" his tail flicked and he flinched, falling down as his injured leg came alive with pain with his standing.
"when I feel better of course"
CaptainPlanet~ (Oh, y ello
His eyes widened as he watched Rosine try to stand. "Don't move." it wasn't a request. It was an outright command.
"Rose, I lived with you. I lived with you almost longer than I lived with him." he shook his head.
"Did you... already forget all the stuff we did together?" It was more than likely. He knew that he had forgotten much of his human life just by being in the forest.
"If there is one thing I can't stand, it's people I love (he put great emphasis here) getting hurt." he left the smaller stag lean against him.
"I just... I just feel like I let him down by going to you, y'know?"
(XD) He remembered of
He remembered of course, but all the same, he had loved the other first after all.
He leaned into him, welcoming the soft warmth of it all.
"I just want to see you happy...you deserve that...and, if he makes you happy, then you should have him" he smiled.
"do you feel that way?" his eyes drooped, nearly closed.
"what do you think he would think, or say, of you now?" his ears flicked lazily every so often, the pain finally fading a bit.
"I could never forget you, what we have done" he added.
an ear flicked, no longer bearing the earring it once did, but he remembered, he did.
"you give me courage"
CaptainPlanet~ He shivered.
He shivered. Why did it have to come to this?
"Knowing him, he would probably slap me in the face and tell me to stop being a moron." he chuckled despite himself before growing serious again. "He always told me to go on ahead with my life... I'm not sure if he really meant it, or if he was just trying to make me feel better." he watched a stag run by, glaring at him all the way.
Too close...
He thought for a moment. "I don't even know if he's still alive here."he whispered, trembling at the very thought.
"Just... Don't leave me, okay?" he had enough pain already.
(by your powers combined~
"I would never leave you unless you wanted me to" he promised, ears ticking again at the sound of hoof beats.
he was silent, thinking things over, trying to think of a way to steer the conversation towards something that would cause Jergens less pain.
"When my leg heals up, we should go for a nice walk...we could see the whole forest...endless as it is" he smiled, tail flicking, "how about it?"
Captain Planet~ (He's a hero,
He clamed a little, taking comfort in what Rosine had told him. "Yeah..." a small grin, a tiny reminder of his human life played across his face. "I'd like that alot."
He fowned a bit then. "I'm sorry for acting like such a sissy right now. I've... been thinking about this for a long time." he mused.
A long, long time
(XD oh godddd) "you're
"you're calling yourself the sissy?" he giggled softly.
"look at me, you don't even know how many have mistaken me for a doe" he stretched a bit, curling into the stag a bit more.
"you can always tell me anything" he promised.
"I love you, I would never judge"
CaptainPlanet~ (We're the
Jergens couldn't help giggling at that. "You were always pretty girly as a human, y'know. I'm not surprised." he grinned. "It was cute though, don't worry."
He thought for a moment. "I think I already told ya the worst parts anyway. Besides all the nasty stuff that happened while I was homeless." he chuckled.
He smiled at Rosine's last little statement. "It feels really, really good to get it all off my chest. I think that's I why I love you too. You always listened when others never did." he left it at that.