I should be doing an assignment... But this is too fascinating. I think I might have my baby interact with your amazing boys, haha~ (:
It was raining.
Dense, bone-chilling drops not unlike oversized tears streamed down, a cascade of looking glass, coating the world in a false image of reflections and peace.
A hoofstep. And another, a few moments apart. One and two. One and two. Left and right, right and left.
Her legs, skinny and lacking muscle, wobbled feebly beneath her puny body, yet she did not seem bothered by it at all. The weak fawn continued on through the forest, shell-shaped ears moving this way and that, listening to the rain, while her off-white hair was plastered to her head, covering her eyes. She could not see, but she was not blind. She pressed forwards with confidence, her body struggling to keep up with her sense of willpower.
And then, she stopped with a jolt. Pandora stood still for a moment, before she turned sharply to the right, in the direction of the presence she sensed. Even though her hair concealed her blindingly white eyes, it seemed as though she could see them anyways.
Curiously, she tilted her head, before a great smile appeared on her face.
"Hello, misters. I'm Pandora, yes, yes. D'you want to play in the poppies with me?"
3 : ♥
Swansong: Ohoho. ~
Pandoras: Haha, I see :').I'm glad you want to RP a bit .And Sedhir is actually not being played by me, but by one of my friends.I think she will join soon enough after seeing this though : ).
The weather remained harsh as for today.The droplets.Seeping down from the clouded heavens above .Endlessly.
Nevertheless , it was a very refreshful feeling.Sleaze didn't complain even a tiny bit.He truely adored the cool breeze all around him.
But then , like a sharpened knife someone's voice cut the everlasting silence.Causing the morbidly thin being to turn around slightly.In pure curiousity and fear.Who could it be?
Who would be here...?
The male deer gaped blindly at the newcomer, and with a relief he sighed out.
"Oh...hello.Hello Pandora.It's nice to meet you.Yes...yes.Poppies?Yes, yes..why not?"
It was raining, today it rained and this feline didn't care much for water, but it did mat her fur together into a sticky mess. She wasn't going to have that. With her long and agile body, she dug her claws into a tree and made her way upward, her fur sticking to her lean figure. Seated on a low hanging branch, she pet out a purr as she began to lick the moisture off of her fur. She was new to this place, but she kept well out of sight, not that she cared for what others thought of her.
Another purr and she flicked her tail, shook her head, and laid on the low hanging arm. Her golden orbs, half lidded, watched figures go by. A strange pair caught her attention and she lifted her head from her crossed paws. She watched the two closely. They seemed similar, yet entirely different. Although she was just a normal mixture of three creatures, she still housed a few abilities of her own. Not like Puppeteer, who could string fawns by just playing strings, or the Lich King, who was able to raise a fallen man to do his bidding. No, she was just able to see what the other meant to the other.
From where she sat, she had a good idea of what these two were. One was like a phantom, his personality as harsh as the color of his fur. His blazing eyes watched those who trudged close and his teeth snapped words that was meant to scare away anyone who he deemed... Filthy. The other, well, he seemed calm, innocent almost, but she wasn't so sure yet. To her amusement, she tilted her head and let out a purr as she stood on the limb. Still soaked, she was about to soak herself to the bone again, not that she cared anyway. She made her way to the trunk, instead of going down, she climbed higher into the fortress of limbs, moving with the agility of a squirrel, she made it to the tree they were closest to. Without a sound, she moved down the tree and landed on a branch that hung just close by.
With a purr to tell that she was near. With a flex of her claws, she laid on the branch, licking her paws of the debris of when she was traveling over to them. She shook her head, water droplets missing their targets below. With another purr, she tilted her head again, her golden eyes watching the two figures below.
Hello everyone,
I am delighted to see the attention for this blog, and I just wanted to apologize on my behalf you've had to wait for our reply. That's entirely my fault- I'm currently sick in bed with a stomach flu and some kind of bladder infection. Lovely. I sleep most of my time and feel like a zombie when awake.
It'll be over soon enough though. Sorry again- just wanted to let you know we've not abandoned this blog or anything. I'm just ill and my brain doesn't work at this moment.
Ha! I would not miss this oppotunity to RP with you sir ♥ Note that my deer (Victor) doesn't speak with any specific colour:/ sorry if that's a hassle! I'm sorry it's short and lacks detail- in a slight rush.
Silence deafend the forest, making noises usually unheard echo throughout. In a small clearing, the only spot in which the sun managed to place one golden finger upon, a stag stood very quietly. His body stood oddly still, and his legs looked stiff- only the faintest twitch of his right ear gave away that he was not a mere tree growing in the clearing. A breeze blew softly, and tugged at the stags fur, as though willing him onwards. The stag ignored it, and remained still. However, despite his posture, his eyes were hard and cold. He could sense that he was being watched. A sly smile escaped him, as a scent flew into his nose.
"Hmm, hmm!" He laughed darkly, slithering forward like a snake, "I knew I was not alone!"
I'm terribly sorry for my laziness people.But I had a lot of stuff to do lately.
Well , but here we go !
And Rhyo , it's not bothering me at all <3
Snail:
Without a slighiest idea the 'innocent' one softly perked around like a curious dog that dared to discover the world on its own.Yet the weather didn't seem to be trying to help him.Even a tiniest bit.Sleaze was getting rapidly soaked.Almost to the last inch of his morbidly thin body.He didn't like it.Not at all.The thick mane sown around his neck just like the grass itself was getting heavier and heavier, due to the endless amounts of still incoming rain.Although even if the forests's natural symphony echoed immensely loud today, he could clearly hear a soft pur coming straightly from some rather odd looking creature.
"Oh."
The male deer snorted and looked above.Spoting a rather interesting being hiding between the entangled together branches.
"Oh , hello.Hello."
He replied kindly.
Rhyolite:
"Oh?"
Sleaze rised his head, hidden under the grotesque facade as he sighed in pure relief.It was just another curious deer who seemed to be wandering around the forest without any concrete reason.
"Mmmm...can I help you anyhow?Yes?"
The much thinier murmurred softly and tilted his little head in a cocky, although curious manner.Waiting patiently for the answer.
The feline purred with her lids closing as she smiled. This is an interesting creature, she thought to herself, but the other seems a bit... Hasty. She lowered her head out of the entangled branches, lowering her body so that she was able to leap onto the ground. She was roughly half the size of the beast she stood in front of. She sat on her rump, toes together, and her tail curled around her paws. The gold earring that adorned her left ear sparkled in nonexistent sunlight. The rain didn't bother her int he least, but it did start to annoy her after it rained for so long. She purred again, golden orbs looked over the strange body.
"Oh my boy, you look so... Cold. Is the rain being a bother?" She asked, her whiskers curling as she smiled again. She wasn't to approach unless she was given permission, she wasn't going to be rude like some others were or whatever. "I am called Molly. What are you and your partner called?" She purred her question, her body soaked to the bone as she shook off the excess water, making her body slightly fluffy in an odd way.
Alright, I finally feel a tad better. I am sorry if it's crappy tho. :c
Hope you guys are okay with me replying to, well, all of you; since Sedhir is always around Sleaze and you didn't specify me not to join |D; if you'd still rather not have it, say the word.
ALSO I included everyone in one scene, if you want it to be private like the others aren't there, sure thing, say the word again.
@Pandora
The beautiful brilliant white fur of his companion practically glowed in this darkness, the pure stainless ashen glistening because of the rain that poured down relentlessly upon them. Like a symphony consisting out of a million heartbeats pounding in perfect rhythm it washed away the commotion of the day, the old scents and footprints fading, making place for the new. Whereas most deer were either calmed by the sound and fresh smells, a large creature in particular couldn’t care less. His pelt, thick and as black as obsidian became heavier with each second that passed; the bloodstained pelt becoming clean once again. He stood motionless, his large frame not budging a muscle as glinting eyes, the glare piercing and intimidating watched Sleaze through black slick strands of longer hair plastered across the grotesque skull, its jaws snapping softly as if the sound would soothe himself.
His small but sensitive ears hidden in the thick fur clustered and slicked together in small clumps because of the rain perked at the soft gentle voice of a small fawn-like creature approaching, his eyes narrowing suspiciously, but his snapping jaws halted as he realized the little one was no threat. Playing in the poppies…? He had not played in ages. He used to, though… with Sleaze… but that was long ago. Very, very long ago. He doubted his young, pure companion even remembered this, remembered times that the pitch-black stag played with him. So very long ago…
He wasn’t about to play in those flowers anytime soon, either.
Sedhir’s expression did not budge a muscle as he tilted his head, averting his gaze as he did not answer her question before a low gruff voice, husk as if he had torn apart his vocals long ago replied. “…Sedhir… my name is Sedhir.”
@Snail; I am just going to let my post go into one big flowing reply, replying to both of yours. C:
The massive stag stood motionless still in the rain, watching silently from the corner of his eyes how Sleaze interacted with the small Pandora which Sedhir had already deemed not to be a threat, his large banner like tail swaying slowly from left to right for no reason at all- hooves sinking away slightly in the thick, muddy layer of moss beneath him because of his weight. Despite of his mass he was quick for one of his kind… which was needed. He had no large glorious antlers like others did. His were broken. Shattered remnants of a long forgotten past. His thoughts drifted away for a few seconds before they snapped back in a flash, eyes widening when a purr barely audible through the nose of droplets pouring down came to his attention and with surprising agility he came into movement, padding a tad closer to Sleaze as his the thick collar in his neck raised to intimidate- but watched from a distance. No need to rush.
He replied to her greeting by a mere narrowing of his eyes, watching her from the few yards away, watching her speak to Sleaze who –as he expected- was not afraid at all. The boy was so innocent.. he felt almost guilty for tainting him the way he did. His answer to her question was more of a growl as anything else as he replied, ”Sedhir.”
This was a… curious creature. He was confident he hadn’t seen anything like it yet and that did not particularly comfort him, knowing new things brought new dangers along when his attention was drawn by something else; keeping an eye on Molly, however, suspicious still. It was his nature.
@Rhyolite
His attention was drawn to a new deer practically slithering like a snake so silent, a soft laughter erupted from the other’s throat. A laughter that seemed way too dark for the large stag that would protect the one he haunted until death… his protectiveness great and almost dangerous for others. The neck fur that’d been raised in his neck did not lower, instead just fluffed up more despite the heaviness of the water soaked into his pelt. So many contacts all at once- he’d have to see who he deemed filthy… and whom he didn’t.
Victor smiled slyly and advanced forward, his eyes fixed on the figure behind the stag who had spoken first. This one, he thought, seemed interesting. Slowly, he turned his gaze back to the first stag, his eyes glittering.
"A pleasure it is, to meet you, I'm sure." He began, he spoke to both yet stared at the large stag hovering behind the first like a shadow, and his voice held mockery and utter contempt, "How is it we meet together, at this time?"
He queered, motioning his antlers to be tossed towards the darkened clearing, in which they had met.
He didnt not speak, furthermore. Instead, he stood taller and awaited the reply.
While the face of the newly arrived stag was aimed at the haunted young one, Sedhir could clearly make out the bright inquisitive gaze of the other one directed at him- those eyes glinting in the moist darkness of the large forest, shimmering in the fractions of sunlight that started to break through the thick lush canopy. He met his gaze with his own piercing glare, magenta-red eyes glowing in the deep dark sockets as he could clearly make out the tone of mockery that laced the words of the other stag. Anger flared in the pit of his stomach, the flame of fury being kindled as the stag made himself larger to perhaps seem more impressive, but a few snaps of his jaws and he managed to calm a little.
No reason to pick a fight over something so pathetic and ridiculous… it probably was his own paranoia causing him to hear the disdain in the voice of the other. But his feeling of protectiveness and distrust rose and he slowly paced towards Sleaze, each step making his thick wet fur roll over his muscles, moving with a powerful elegance almost unfitting for the large creature as he raised his head proudly, standing right behind Sleaze cloaked half in shadows; his voice gruff and hollow. “…Your name?”
The feline creature with the golden shell on her back simply smiled, her eyes being forced close, but she opened them again, the smile now a small one. "Such a wonderful name that houses an interesting creature. Don't worry, I won't harm you or your partner. I'm not that kind of creature." She bowed her head. "It seems you're quite protective of your partner, yes? If that is so, I'll be sure not to do anything irrational to him or anything that might endanger him, you have my word, my dear." She smiled again, the rain falling off of her crown and down her chin as her fur was soaked with the evening's rain. She didn't mind it much, seeing that tigers loved water and cheetahs didn't care much for it, but snails thrived in it, it kept them alive. To her, water kept her alive, reminded her that was real.
"Please, do come closer if you wish, take in the scent of a strange creature to assure yourself that I mean no harm." She added, her tail curled around her paws, keeping them warm from the icy stings of the liquid ice.
My god this is beyond stunning! Wow! Can you sgow me the code to make the logo, links, and all that backround stuff not be visible? Like it is here And how do you center the part that says the date and your username at the top?
Thank you...
-Kono
The stag hardly flinched, as the gruff, rasping voice spoke words aimed at him. He tossed his antlers, right to left, then lowered his head- eyes unmoving.
"My name?" He questioned, "My name is Victor. Victor Creed."
He flashed a sly smile. His attitude towards the two stags seemed sarcastic and perhaps petty, yet nonetheless Victor had an urge to keep them talking, to understand them more.
He said nothing more, though he was sure the other two wanted him to question them but he did not.
Instead, he merely smiled and uttered the words-
"You two are so different from one another."
Then silence.
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I should be doing an
It was raining.
Dense, bone-chilling drops not unlike oversized tears streamed down, a cascade of looking glass, coating the world in a false image of reflections and peace.
A hoofstep. And another, a few moments apart. One and two. One and two. Left and right, right and left.
Her legs, skinny and lacking muscle, wobbled feebly beneath her puny body, yet she did not seem bothered by it at all. The weak fawn continued on through the forest, shell-shaped ears moving this way and that, listening to the rain, while her off-white hair was plastered to her head, covering her eyes. She could not see, but she was not blind. She pressed forwards with confidence, her body struggling to keep up with her sense of willpower.
And then, she stopped with a jolt. Pandora stood still for a moment, before she turned sharply to the right, in the direction of the presence she sensed. Even though her hair concealed her blindingly white eyes, it seemed as though she could see them anyways.
Curiously, she tilted her head, before a great smile appeared on her face.
"Hello, misters. I'm Pandora, yes, yes. D'you want to play in the poppies with me?"
3 : ♥ Swansong: Ohoho.
Swansong: Ohoho. ~
Pandoras: Haha, I see :').I'm glad you want to RP a bit .And Sedhir is actually not being played by me, but by one of my friends.I think she will join soon enough after seeing this though : ).
The weather remained harsh as for today.The droplets.Seeping down from the clouded heavens above .Endlessly.
Nevertheless , it was a very refreshful feeling.Sleaze didn't complain even a tiny bit.He truely adored the cool breeze all around him.
But then , like a sharpened knife someone's voice cut the everlasting silence.Causing the morbidly thin being to turn around slightly.In pure curiousity and fear.Who could it be?
Who would be here...?
The male deer gaped blindly at the newcomer, and with a relief he sighed out.
"Oh...hello.Hello Pandora.It's nice to meet you.Yes...yes.Poppies?Yes, yes..why not?"
(: track for now, until I
It was raining, today it
Another purr and she flicked her tail, shook her head, and laid on the low hanging arm. Her golden orbs, half lidded, watched figures go by. A strange pair caught her attention and she lifted her head from her crossed paws. She watched the two closely. They seemed similar, yet entirely different. Although she was just a normal mixture of three creatures, she still housed a few abilities of her own. Not like Puppeteer, who could string fawns by just playing strings, or the Lich King, who was able to raise a fallen man to do his bidding. No, she was just able to see what the other meant to the other.
From where she sat, she had a good idea of what these two were. One was like a phantom, his personality as harsh as the color of his fur. His blazing eyes watched those who trudged close and his teeth snapped words that was meant to scare away anyone who he deemed... Filthy. The other, well, he seemed calm, innocent almost, but she wasn't so sure yet. To her amusement, she tilted her head and let out a purr as she stood on the limb. Still soaked, she was about to soak herself to the bone again, not that she cared anyway. She made her way to the trunk, instead of going down, she climbed higher into the fortress of limbs, moving with the agility of a squirrel, she made it to the tree they were closest to. Without a sound, she moved down the tree and landed on a branch that hung just close by.
With a purr to tell that she was near. With a flex of her claws, she laid on the branch, licking her paws of the debris of when she was traveling over to them. She shook her head, water droplets missing their targets below. With another purr, she tilted her head again, her golden eyes watching the two figures below.
"H e l l o , s t r a n g e r s . . ."
♥
Hello everyone, I am
I am delighted to see the attention for this blog, and I just wanted to apologize on my behalf you've had to wait for our reply. That's entirely my fault- I'm currently sick in bed with a stomach flu and some kind of bladder infection. Lovely. I sleep most of my time and feel like a zombie when awake.
It'll be over soon enough though. Sorry again- just wanted to let you know we've not abandoned this blog or anything. I'm just ill and my brain doesn't work at this moment.
Ha! I would not miss this
Silence deafend the forest, making noises usually unheard echo throughout. In a small clearing, the only spot in which the sun managed to place one golden finger upon, a stag stood very quietly. His body stood oddly still, and his legs looked stiff- only the faintest twitch of his right ear gave away that he was not a mere tree growing in the clearing. A breeze blew softly, and tugged at the stags fur, as though willing him onwards. The stag ignored it, and remained still. However, despite his posture, his eyes were hard and cold. He could sense that he was being watched. A sly smile escaped him, as a scent flew into his nose.
"Hmm, hmm!" He laughed darkly, slithering forward like a snake, "I knew I was not alone!"
I'm terribly sorry for my
Well , but here we go !
And Rhyo , it's not bothering me at all <3
Snail:
Without a slighiest idea the 'innocent' one softly perked around like a curious dog that dared to discover the world on its own.Yet the weather didn't seem to be trying to help him.Even a tiniest bit.Sleaze was getting rapidly soaked.Almost to the last inch of his morbidly thin body.He didn't like it.Not at all.The thick mane sown around his neck just like the grass itself was getting heavier and heavier, due to the endless amounts of still incoming rain.Although even if the forests's natural symphony echoed immensely loud today, he could clearly hear a soft pur coming straightly from some rather odd looking creature.
"Oh."
The male deer snorted and looked above.Spoting a rather interesting being hiding between the entangled together branches.
"Oh , hello.Hello."
He replied kindly.
Rhyolite:
"Oh?"
Sleaze rised his head, hidden under the grotesque facade as he sighed in pure relief.It was just another curious deer who seemed to be wandering around the forest without any concrete reason.
"Mmmm...can I help you anyhow?Yes?"
The much thinier murmurred softly and tilted his little head in a cocky, although curious manner.Waiting patiently for the answer.
The feline purred with her
"Oh my boy, you look so... Cold. Is the rain being a bother?" She asked, her whiskers curling as she smiled again. She wasn't to approach unless she was given permission, she wasn't going to be rude like some others were or whatever. "I am called Molly. What are you and your partner called?" She purred her question, her body soaked to the bone as she shook off the excess water, making her body slightly fluffy in an odd way.
Alright, I finally feel a tad
Hope you guys are okay with me replying to, well, all of you; since Sedhir is always around Sleaze and you didn't specify me not to join |D; if you'd still rather not have it, say the word.
ALSO I included everyone in one scene, if you want it to be private like the others aren't there, sure thing, say the word again.
@Pandora
The beautiful brilliant white fur of his companion practically glowed in this darkness, the pure stainless ashen glistening because of the rain that poured down relentlessly upon them. Like a symphony consisting out of a million heartbeats pounding in perfect rhythm it washed away the commotion of the day, the old scents and footprints fading, making place for the new. Whereas most deer were either calmed by the sound and fresh smells, a large creature in particular couldn’t care less. His pelt, thick and as black as obsidian became heavier with each second that passed; the bloodstained pelt becoming clean once again. He stood motionless, his large frame not budging a muscle as glinting eyes, the glare piercing and intimidating watched Sleaze through black slick strands of longer hair plastered across the grotesque skull, its jaws snapping softly as if the sound would soothe himself.
His small but sensitive ears hidden in the thick fur clustered and slicked together in small clumps because of the rain perked at the soft gentle voice of a small fawn-like creature approaching, his eyes narrowing suspiciously, but his snapping jaws halted as he realized the little one was no threat. Playing in the poppies…? He had not played in ages. He used to, though… with Sleaze… but that was long ago. Very, very long ago. He doubted his young, pure companion even remembered this, remembered times that the pitch-black stag played with him. So very long ago…
He wasn’t about to play in those flowers anytime soon, either.
Sedhir’s expression did not budge a muscle as he tilted his head, averting his gaze as he did not answer her question before a low gruff voice, husk as if he had torn apart his vocals long ago replied. “…Sedhir… my name is Sedhir.”
@Snail; I am just going to let my post go into one big flowing reply, replying to both of yours. C:
The massive stag stood motionless still in the rain, watching silently from the corner of his eyes how Sleaze interacted with the small Pandora which Sedhir had already deemed not to be a threat, his large banner like tail swaying slowly from left to right for no reason at all- hooves sinking away slightly in the thick, muddy layer of moss beneath him because of his weight. Despite of his mass he was quick for one of his kind… which was needed. He had no large glorious antlers like others did. His were broken. Shattered remnants of a long forgotten past. His thoughts drifted away for a few seconds before they snapped back in a flash, eyes widening when a purr barely audible through the nose of droplets pouring down came to his attention and with surprising agility he came into movement, padding a tad closer to Sleaze as his the thick collar in his neck raised to intimidate- but watched from a distance. No need to rush.
He replied to her greeting by a mere narrowing of his eyes, watching her from the few yards away, watching her speak to Sleaze who –as he expected- was not afraid at all. The boy was so innocent.. he felt almost guilty for tainting him the way he did. His answer to her question was more of a growl as anything else as he replied, ”Sedhir.”
This was a… curious creature. He was confident he hadn’t seen anything like it yet and that did not particularly comfort him, knowing new things brought new dangers along when his attention was drawn by something else; keeping an eye on Molly, however, suspicious still. It was his nature.
@Rhyolite
His attention was drawn to a new deer practically slithering like a snake so silent, a soft laughter erupted from the other’s throat. A laughter that seemed way too dark for the large stag that would protect the one he haunted until death… his protectiveness great and almost dangerous for others. The neck fur that’d been raised in his neck did not lower, instead just fluffed up more despite the heaviness of the water soaked into his pelt. So many contacts all at once- he’d have to see who he deemed filthy… and whom he didn’t.
Victor smiled slyly and
"A pleasure it is, to meet you, I'm sure." He began, he spoke to both yet stared at the large stag hovering behind the first like a shadow, and his voice held mockery and utter contempt, "How is it we meet together, at this time?"
He queered, motioning his antlers to be tossed towards the darkened clearing, in which they had met.
He didnt not speak, furthermore. Instead, he stood taller and awaited the reply.
While the face of the newly
No reason to pick a fight over something so pathetic and ridiculous… it probably was his own paranoia causing him to hear the disdain in the voice of the other. But his feeling of protectiveness and distrust rose and he slowly paced towards Sleaze, each step making his thick wet fur roll over his muscles, moving with a powerful elegance almost unfitting for the large creature as he raised his head proudly, standing right behind Sleaze cloaked half in shadows; his voice gruff and hollow. “…Your name?”
The feline creature with the
"Please, do come closer if you wish, take in the scent of a strange creature to assure yourself that I mean no harm." She added, her tail curled around her paws, keeping them warm from the icy stings of the liquid ice.
My god this is beyond
Thank you...
-Kono
The stag hardly flinched, as
"My name?" He questioned, "My name is Victor. Victor Creed."
He flashed a sly smile. His attitude towards the two stags seemed sarcastic and perhaps petty, yet nonetheless Victor had an urge to keep them talking, to understand them more.
He said nothing more, though he was sure the other two wanted him to question them but he did not.
Instead, he merely smiled and uttered the words-
"You two are so different from one another."
Then silence.
I'm so sorry about my LATE reply! Sorry ♥