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How do you start a story off about a perfect little creature much like Thumbelina in an already beautiful and sunny world? Do you describe the sun that rises over the hills of blueberries, or describe our hero awakening from their slumber? Do you pretend to open the aging pages of a book, and begin reading, “Once Upon a Time…”?

No, actually. You don’t start off such a tale in any such ridiculous and popular way. With a fawn already sweet, you would expect a kind story turned lullaby about her happy adventures prancing around and helping those in need. So is that even a story? Not really. Then what is? Where’s the conflict in such a state as perfection? Why, it’s right there. Perfection itself is the problem. Because, after all, nothing is perfect...



Tears lovingly stroked the blades of grass they slipped down upon, falling furiously in such patterns that the plants around mistook the situation as rain. This was not possible, however, for it could not rain while snowing. Or could it? Curious and very confused, single flowers shivered under the heavy weight of snow, trying to see what the source of dripping water was. They were slightly comforted yet disturbed to see that it was all thanks to a tiny fawn, much smaller than average and completely different in appearance. Collecting their thoughts, all signs of life in all forms turned away from the emotion-drained doe to leave her in complete peace, letting themselves be forever buried under tiny flakes of dancing snow.

Because of the chilly air many deer took to the warmth of the tree, where they all shared their body heat in order to stay alive from such harsh conditions. Inside this giant of bark, it was almost like the awakening of spring, where cold was slowly replaced with blooming chatter and forgiving temperatures. Everyone here was happy. Yet there was one little deer that was not among this favoring party, and that was Porcelain. She was the reason for the confused plants wondering about the rain when it was truly and simply tears running down her rainbow cheeks.

Porcelain could hardly be considered a doe, or even a stag, and not a deer, either. At least not in appearance. Porcelain was not made of skin and fur, but rather of glassy substances with a coat of shining gloss, hence she got her name. She was forever hollow inside with only her skeleton and tiny, beating heart thumping against her chest. Everything about her was fragile. She hated how she was naturally as small as a rabbit and loathed that she had to watch every movement she made in order to not break herself. But most of all she disliked the fact that she could not feel. She had lost her sense of touch all because she was made of that light-through-rainbow texture of porcelain, china, and anything else that was breakable.

She blended perfectly well with the soft but crunchy snow, her white frame and opaque, glossy coverings even shining as it did. She could not feel the tears she shed and did not know she was crying, but she did know how upset she was. Haunting thoughts began to own her mind. A puny fawn such as herself would never attract a man. She would never be able to feel the tickle of grass against her hooves, would not ever know how to describe the weather because she could not feel the warmth of the sun and the chill of the rain.

We will leave our character to rest now, alone and on her own. Perhaps tomorrow our story will begin in a lighter fashion. She might even be skipping around like her normal, happy self, laughing with friends and comforting those that feel down much like she does now. It’s hard to comfort yourself when you’re the one that never needs comforted and gives all of their love to all but your own heart. No one was out in the open like she was, either. The howl of the wind matched the sound of gusts whipping through one of her ears and back out the other, hollow and empty. A low, shaking note was tuned inside her body as if echoing her bare thoughts and mocking how light she was. Always mocking. Even the snow seemed to be out only to have fun sliding down her smooth, white back and down her pale stomach. She felt she should never smile again.
Her's picture

Because no one cared for my

Because no one cared for my other crap-story. 8D And if it means I'll get at least one more view, and therefore, one more criticism comment so that I may improve, then I will open character requests. But I already have this story planned out with all the characters I need, so I'm only going to fit in two or three other deer. I mainly need a male fawn. I'm bound to just make one up, though. I'm going to be picky if you want to be that male fawn because he needs to fit my criteria. Try for it anyway! He will be the lead role second to Porcelain herself.

1. Path to Home
2. The Hunter
3. Her
4.
5.
6.
Lyeekha's picture

Quote:Because no one cared

Quote:
Because no one cared for my other crap-story.


WUT.

Did you not see all the people begging you not to kill it? D: I've even kept the print-outs!

....but, it's done now. So I support you madly in this one instead. :3
Because it's a really good start, and I'm interested to see how Hunter works in there! ^^ And, obviously, I'm gonna ask for Liëka to be in there.
Two reasons.
1) YOUR STORIES ARE WIN, and you portrayed her perfectly last time.
2) To balance out PTH. >:)

Mainly the first one! Laughing out loud
Her's picture

LIEKA LOLOLOLOL. I just read

LIEKA LOLOLOLOL. I just read over Part 2 of "Search" and felt it needed to end, so I will finish it off. Seems no one read Part 4 though, and that's what got to me. xD If no one was reading it I didn't want to waste the time writing it, so I decided to end it. BUT FOR YOU I WILL WRITE THAT LASY CHEESEY-ROMANTIC CHAPTER. Will that suffice? :D

I love Liëka. She's a beautiful deer and I especially enjoy writing about her. :B At the moment I can't think of how someone like her could fit here but I'll find a way. ;D ;D

UPDATED:
1. Path to Home
2. The Hunter
3. Her
4. Liëka
5.
6.

HERRR. STOP SAYING YOUR

HERRR.
STOP SAYING YOUR STORIES ARE BAD, OTHERWISE I'LL GET SCORN ON YOU! >)

BUT SRSLY, they are aamaaazziazing! My mouth foams every time i read them, they're so sensational! Eye
I really lovelovelove reading them, I get so inspired that sometimes I teeter off and write my own little stories that no one shalleverever read Laughing out loud

JUST FACE IS DARL, YOUR AMAZING. Smiling
<3333
P.S I did read part 4, I just couldn't comment because i was absolutely speechless! Laughing out loud

HER. LIEK. ... LOVE. YOUR

HER.

LIEK.


...

LOVE.
YOUR STORIES.
EQUAL AWESOMENESS. <3

<3 <3 <3 <3
Lyeekha's picture

...I DIN'T KNOW THERE WAS A

Shocked

...I DIN'T KNOW THERE WAS A PART FOUR IT GOT BURIED UNDER LOTS OF OTHER POSTS, THIS IS THE PRECISE REASON WHY I HATE THE COMMUNITY SITE MUST GO READ NOWWWWWWWWWW!!!
Pegasicorn's picture

Wait, what? You killed the

Shocked Wait, what? You killed the other story? But I WAS reading it! I'm just bad with always commenting, cuz most of the time don't know what to say. ^^;
But this one has me intrigued already. o_o Must read next part...

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The Dragonfly Deer:
land|scape|goat
magnets don't always attract
4.9 on the Richter Scale

OMG U KILLED IT AGAIN! OMH

OMG U KILLED IT AGAIN! OMH lol thanks Her. I have a male fawny XD need more!

My fawny is 'Shin' he is crazy, a bit rude but he still cares, its just a mask he wears to be strong. gets bored cause he always wants to play. he loves to air sitand is Ammy's adopted brother. HYPER when he is in a good mood! Shin doesnt mind fighting at all and he loves the ground Ammy walks on as his mother threatened to kill him cause his fur was a different colour to her own. Amym in a brave act (she dont have many) saved him by kicking his mother and protecting him. He's a show off always showing off to the ladys'XD Appearences dont matter to him at all since his mother didnt want him for that reason so tthe brave fawn doesnt care who he hange out with

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squeegie's picture

I just read this. It's

I just read this. It's very, very good. I can't wait for the first chapter. It's also a very depressing story, but that's just one of the things that's good about it.
May I be in your story? I would love to have one of my deer in such a wonderful story. Maybe Squeegie or Loofa? You can choose. :3 Though I don't have to be in it if you don't want me too. xD
Her's picture

YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESOFCOU

YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESOFCOURSE. YOU MAY CERTAINLY BE IN IT. I pick Loofa because he needs more publicity and he fits better. 8D I CAN'T WAIT TO DESCRIBE HIS HOTNESS. <3

UPDATED:
1. Path to Home
2. The Hunter
3. Her
4. Liëka
5. Loofa
6.

One spot left guys. D8 It's free!
squeegie's picture

Cool! Thank you! <333

Cool! Thank you! <333

Herrrr <3 teach me to write

Herrrr <3 teach me to write kthx. But seriously, I loved reading this.
I would certainly love to steal that final slot if you would have my deer. :B
Her's picture

I'm glad you liked reading

I'm glad you liked reading it, but what do you mean, "teach me to write like that"? xD LIKE WHAT? I have nothing to teach you! I'll bet if you wrote something it would totally make this whole thing look like a pile of rotting dust. :B ANYWAYS OF COURSE I'LL ADD YOU WINKWINK ;D ....

UPDATED:
1. Path to Home
2. The Hunter
3. Her
4. Liëka
5. Loofa
6. Pepokeen
7. Twenty-One

(lol added last slot because I really wanted another sweet character; don't kill me)
Fenqua's picture

The way you tell this story,

The way you tell this story, as if you are reading a fairytale to us (which is a positive comment!)
I really like the descriptions and Porcelain is a cutie <3

To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul


To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul

OHANDLOLMORE: I AM

OHANDLOLMORE:

I AM /SO/
WRITING A STORY
JUST ABOUT HER/PORCELAIN. :B

-flees-
Her's picture

FINE BUT JUST KNOW IT'S

FINE BUT JUST KNOW IT'S BEAUTIFULNESS WHEN FINISHED WILL BE EPICLY BLINDING SO IT MAY BE THE DEATH OF ME AND IT'LL BE YOUR FAULT.

OHANDLOLMORE:

I AM /SO/
INCLUDING YOUR
CHARACTERS IN MY CRAPTALE. :B

...somewhere.

-flees-

NODON'T THEY'RE TOTALLY

NODON'T

THEY'RE TOTALLY UNORIGINAL AND DON'T DESERVE TO EVEN BE IN THE PRESENCE OF YOUR DEER FKJFJ;SFJS;KLSJ. VIPIN WOULD BE ALL LIKE 'OHEMGEEIMSOKINDOLOLOL' AND ASPEN WOULD PROBABLY CHASE PORCELAIN AND BEAT HER UP. ;B

/capslockabuse

AND YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY MORE SPOTS LEFT D8<
AND YOU'LL PROBABLY MAKE THEM ALL STUNNINGBEAUTIFULAWESOME
WHICH THEY AREN'TTTT.
Pepper Mint's picture

8O WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME

8O

WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME YOU COULD WRITE

JESUS CHRIST ON A CRACKER HER omg

Seriously, you're bloody amazing. Don't say I'm wrong, everything flows together so beautifully. I'm amazed. D8 All of this beautiful writing has me itching to write something of my own~

Lol all the slots are taken BUT I DO HOPE YOU WRITE MORE so I can molest it with joy and awe
Her's picture

I didn't tell you I could

I didn't tell you I could write because I can't. :B KAI I HONESTLY THOUGHT OF PUTTING YOU IN LOLOLOL but you weren't a regular Community Site-dweller then. :U I sware I'll squeeze you in BIG TIME. <3<3<33

AND SARIEBARIE I LOL'D AT ASPEN'S PORCELAIN-KILLING COMMENT AS WELL AS VIPIN'S "LOL"ing JFKALIOWPQBN! BUT FINE IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE IN IT...TOO BAD. They won't be stellarsexybeautiful though. :C They'll probably be dull, ugly, and not in character.

WOO HOO.
/writes chapter one

NO THEY WILL BE AWESOMESAUCEG

NO
THEY
WILL
BE

AWESOMESAUCEGORGEOUSSTELLARWONDERFUL. 8U
WHICH THEY AREN'T OBVIOUSLY.

And I would entirely expect Aspen to do that.
Fo srs. She would. :B

Anyway Vipin would probably be moping around because his father's abusive and his mom's dead even though she was abusive as well and then Aspen would come beat /him/ up and then he would try to beat her up and fail and Aspen would laugh and ffjkfj;sfjs;d. ;B