Language Feral
Scottish Accent. Warm, mid-age sounding, hint of rust. #458B00 Translations
Haunts Red Hill Interactions
Feels most at home in the Birch Forest.
Scouts the entire forest daily > Map of Paths & Trails (He doesn't hold any official claim over any part of the forest.)
Personality
Realistic Deer Base, he is a creature of instinct.
Follows many of the laws of his birth-world.
Influenced physically and psychology by the annual turn of the seasons.
- Half Colour-blind
- Very average scottish real-deer life before the forest
- Shows signs of environmental induced madness from time to time
The rest is for you to interpret.
Meet him, get to know him, and you'll find out what type of deer he is.
Hey Vir-vir how do you make the links like that? I have seen tons of people with links short and sweet like this but how do you do?
Btw I love the bio its awesome I love virgil
Thank you! His antlers were hard to learn to draw.
His antler was snapped in a fight with Saosin a while back, but it's not forever! Every year when spring starts his antlers fall and he grows new ones.
nuevapaz:
Yep, that is how he learnt that the gods intended giant mushrooms to be for decoration only, not food.
Thanks! I think I like the mean looking actually, at least it shows he's capable of protecting others one antlered or not.
And that depends, lately he has really grown to really hate a lot of things about this world, well not the world, but the inhabitants. He's not as friendly as he used to be because he's seen too much of the worlds shit and endured so much drama. We'll see, maybe he'll get better someday if others give a reason for him to open up again.
Please recover soon...I hate seeing you like this.
She gently lowers herself just in front of him, carrying a tiny bouquet of Poppies, mixed with Garland; she wasn't really one to come bearing gifts, but this was an exception.
By the by, I'm sorry I wasn't terribly bubbly the night before. I hope to catch you when I'm in better spirits...
She places the bouquet in front of him, before resting her head on her hooves, much like a dog resting on the front porch, awaiting its master's return.
Garland tastes awful funny.
If it was one thing she was known for, it was her ability to comment randomly, as if there was nothing else in the world to do.
The instant hoofbeats reached his sensitive ears, the Stag shifted from his position laying on his left side to sit up. He had been sleeping, though it was no trouble waking up to greet his friend.
Lacie is the kind of friend who is quite the mystery. Virgil knows little about her, her origins, habits. She was the type would be happy to sit for hours on end just talking. One didn't especially have to move out of their way to entertain her; so for that, especially on a quiet day, she is always welcome.
"Good morning Lacie."
He said, seemingly dismissing her first line. Virgil loved attention and fuss, but he really didn't like being pitied. It was something he never admits to though lest it be rude mannered to a friendly act.
"It is all well mi'lady. Please worry not.
Would you perhaps like to stay a while? How have you been?"
After saying that, he sniffed at the collection of vegetation layed upon him. Being a real world deer, such gifts in the form of a bonquet wasn't something he understood in the way a human would. This will however save him the immensely unpleasent trip to the crying idol and back for a day.
She waited until he dozed, and no one was around to leave what she had. She had hoped it was something he had not found, for she was proud of it, and she dropped it by his face as he rested. It seemed like others had done the same, but perhaps this would brighten his spirits.
An small apple, still ripe and not rotten lay beside him. It was juicy and would help satisfy his thirst.
"It is a little off season for apples is it not?" The hart questioned as her back was turned, before she could beat her ever typical hasty retreat. With a wince he sat up to examine the gift. "This is impressive, Kaoori. Thank you. Would you perhaps like to stay a while?"
She didn't expect him to awaken, and was a bit startled, jumping in air as she turned. As she listened to his question, she nodded slightly, a smile crossing her muzzle as she returned to where he lay, folding her legs underneath her. She was happy he liked her gift. Hopefully he thought they were as good as she insisted.
The moment she sat was the moment Virgil reached over to lick at one of her small antlers. "You need not be so skittish." He assured with a chuckle, proceeding to groom the back of her neck as much as he could reach. "How are you?"
"You were there when it happened." He assured, as nothing else of a violent nature occured since; sure blunt but it was how he was. He wasn't angry or anything, one could tell by the tone.
Yes..I know. I just had hoped you weren't as hurt as you are. And that fool came back later. He's not very smart.
She paused for a time, flattening her ears and looking over the hill. It was cold. She was not one for the cold. I am alright. Miss the summer of course.. but.. seasons must pass.
It seemed the forest changed with the seasons every year, too.
Virgil grunted, "karma will catch up to him someday." he said with a bitter tone. Suddenly he noticed the smaller deers shivering, and layed back down on his left offering his warmer belly for her to lay closer to.
Nn., the little deer said with a nod. At his offering, she stood up slowly, sitting close to her brother gently, afraid of hurting him even though she was small. But she was sure extra warmth would be appreciated on both sides. Thank you..
Amary trotted over to the stag, only to find him sound asleep. For a moment, she just watched him. Something didn't seem right. There weren't any obvious injuries, but he seemed to be in pain. Concerned, she curled up beside him, just to keep him company, even if he was asleep. She hoped her occasional sneezes didn't disturb him.
((and he woke up while I was writing this X3;
...and then fell asleep again))
((Rofl he woke up? Dang he does things behind my back honestly. 8D'))
Warmph, it had not gone unnoticed. The Hart woke to take a peek at his new companion, seeing it as Amary. "Good afternoon, Mi'lady." He greeted with a smile before laying his head back down.
Her habits were plain, lifeless. Sitting for hours on end, listening, observing, stewing. An occasional walk, run, or trot completed the circle, but only barely. It was safe to say it was a near boring lifestyle, but it was one she was accustomed to, and so it was how she chose to live.
Her origins were muddled, uncertain. It was something even she herself didn't fully know. No memories of birth, no memories of a childhood. Just a simple waking up beneath sunlight and trees. As plain as that was, it was nothing more than truth.
Though she supposed her origins were anything but interesting regardless.
She smiles as he inspects the gift, arching her neck back slightly to stretch.
You're welcome!
She sits for a quiet minute, thinking before speaking.
Of course I'll stay; I'll stay for as long as you want me to.
Some found that sort of response irksome. It was even sadder that she meant it sincerely. Brushing her own reply aside however, she shifts a little, and speaks again.
I've been...living, I suppose. I've been alright.
She always flat out refused to say that she was "perfect," or "great," or even "good." It didn't matter that she was content and "good," right now - she refused to say such things. "Alright," was the in-between, the "I'm not great, but I'm not bad either," type answer that seemed to suit her best. For Lacie, a champion mood swinger, it didn't take much for someone or something to really make things go downhill. So she walked the line, using a rather "blah" answer for such a question.
How about you? I heard you've been in high spirits lately.
(I can't do huge posts, they overwealm me and break down my RP muse... sorry, hope you don't mind my smaller posts... If I can write one *has been staring for half an hour*)
The Hart reached out to groom Lacie, something he almost always does when someone sits beside him. It's almost like a reflex now, even though he is fully aware of doing it and has control. Why he does it is most probably due to his social weakness: talking. Perhaps he therefore feels the need to compensate by offering this kind service whenever he could.
"I am glad, has anything eventful happened to you as of late?" He inquired, more interested in listening than speaking of himself.
"I am okay. The company has been amazing." It was an animals instinct to show as little weakness as possible. It wasn't easy to hide, but there was always the option of expressing it in speech whenever asked. The company was a perfect distraction, and by being able to listen and talk more than usual he didn't think much of the bruising and damaged rib, which intern made the pain easier to forget, and gave the option to take it easy as he can rely on another to keep a good eye out for danger.
Fight with a deer that practically has clubs for antlers. 8D It was actually a group attack, or a moshpit even, so there wasn't enough room to dodge as easily. lol
I somehow missed your response before. X3;
But, yeah, I was about done typing, and went to check the game window, and Virgil sitting awake. And then he just suddenly fell asleep again. It was kind of weird, because he couldn't have even been awake for ten minutes. Or it took me longer to type that than I thought.
How strange. 8D I think I was drawing at the time and therefore didn't pay much attention. Wonder how and when he woke up... Owell. The guy has a mind of his own.
Wait- - That was Virgy? OMG I
ROFL HAI WHAT 8DDDD Nice to
Nice to meet you!
Wacka Flocka Flame
Hey Vir-vir how do you make
Btw I love the bio its awesome I love virgil
Like this? Well, take a
Well, take a link, like:http://endlessforest.org/community/zero123
<a href=Link goes here>Words go here</a>
Hope this is what you need!
Thank you! <333333 I'm glad!
Edit: Zero: You're welcome! But don't forget to place "</a> at the end of the links!
here thanks Vir-vir you is
thanks Vir-vir you is awesome
Edit: Ok I wont and I fixed it
That's really pretty! I like
He tried to eat a giant
You can also use BBCode to make links. Then you just put [url=url goes here]text goes here[/url].
hmarmstrong: Thank you!
Thank you!
His antler was snapped in a fight with Saosin a while back, but it's not forever! Every year when spring starts his antlers fall and he grows new ones.
nuevapaz:
Yep, that is how he learnt that the gods intended giant mushrooms to be for decoration only, not food.
Beautiful ♥
Cheers.
Virgil is so wise :3
Nu, he's a n00b I swear! lol
YOU SHAVED VIRGIL. Scars are
Scars are hawt ♥
He never forgave me for that,
1. I love your avatar 2.
2. Virgil is awesome
3. A ninja just came outa no where and threw a track at you.
1: Cheers! 2: Baw nu he's a
2: Baw nu he's a pain in the bum. :'3
3: ... Really? WHER-*smacked by a track*
Awesome picture at the top.
Cheers Jin! ^^ ... It only
... It only took me 45 minutes to draw. 8B
Loving the new banner! Virgil
Thanks! I think I like the
And that depends, lately he has really grown to really hate a lot of things about this world, well not the world, but the inhabitants. He's not as friendly as he used to be because he's seen too much of the worlds shit and endured so much drama. We'll see, maybe he'll get better someday if others give a reason for him to open up again.
Sorry I went poof last night.
Aw that's okay Silver! Had a
Glad your internet is back up and running again!
Please recover soon...I hate
She gently lowers herself just in front of him, carrying a tiny bouquet of Poppies, mixed with Garland; she wasn't really one to come bearing gifts, but this was an exception.
By the by, I'm sorry I wasn't terribly bubbly the night before. I hope to catch you when I'm in better spirits...
She places the bouquet in front of him, before resting her head on her hooves, much like a dog resting on the front porch, awaiting its master's return.
Garland tastes awful funny.
If it was one thing she was known for, it was her ability to comment randomly, as if there was nothing else in the world to do.
The instant hoofbeats reached
Lacie is the kind of friend who is quite the mystery. Virgil knows little about her, her origins, habits. She was the type would be happy to sit for hours on end just talking. One didn't especially have to move out of their way to entertain her; so for that, especially on a quiet day, she is always welcome.
"Good morning Lacie."
He said, seemingly dismissing her first line. Virgil loved attention and fuss, but he really didn't like being pitied. It was something he never admits to though lest it be rude mannered to a friendly act.
"It is all well mi'lady. Please worry not.
Would you perhaps like to stay a while? How have you been?"
After saying that, he sniffed at the collection of vegetation layed upon him. Being a real world deer, such gifts in the form of a bonquet wasn't something he understood in the way a human would. This will however save him the immensely unpleasent trip to the crying idol and back for a day.
"Thank you."
She waited until he dozed,
An small apple, still ripe and not rotten lay beside him. It was juicy and would help satisfy his thirst.
Plus, well, they were just good.
Kimi: "It is a little off
"It is a little off season for apples is it not?" The hart questioned as her back was turned, before she could beat her ever typical hasty retreat. With a wince he sat up to examine the gift. "This is impressive, Kaoori. Thank you. Would you perhaps like to stay a while?"
She didn't expect him to
The moment she sat was the
The little shika relaxed,
I am alright.. however, you do not seem to be at all. What happened here..?
She tilted her head, worriedly looking at his side. I knew you were hurt, but this looks worse than I had thought.
"You were there when it
"But lets think not of this. How are you?"
Yes..I know. I just had
She paused for a time, flattening her ears and looking over the hill. It was cold. She was not one for the cold.
I am alright. Miss the summer of course.. but.. seasons must pass.
It seemed the forest changed with the seasons every year, too.
Virgil grunted, "karma will
Nn., the little deer said
Thank you..
"You are welcome." He
/RP C:
Amary trotted over to the
((and he woke up while I was writing this X3;
...and then fell asleep again))
((Rofl he woke up? Dang he
Warmph, it had not gone unnoticed. The Hart woke to take a peek at his new companion, seeing it as Amary.
"Good afternoon, Mi'lady." He greeted with a smile before laying his head back down.
Habits, origins. Her habits
Her habits were plain, lifeless. Sitting for hours on end, listening, observing, stewing. An occasional walk, run, or trot completed the circle, but only barely. It was safe to say it was a near boring lifestyle, but it was one she was accustomed to, and so it was how she chose to live.
Her origins were muddled, uncertain. It was something even she herself didn't fully know. No memories of birth, no memories of a childhood. Just a simple waking up beneath sunlight and trees. As plain as that was, it was nothing more than truth.
Though she supposed her origins were anything but interesting regardless.
She smiles as he inspects the gift, arching her neck back slightly to stretch.
You're welcome!
She sits for a quiet minute, thinking before speaking.
Of course I'll stay; I'll stay for as long as you want me to.
Some found that sort of response irksome. It was even sadder that she meant it sincerely. Brushing her own reply aside however, she shifts a little, and speaks again.
I've been...living, I suppose. I've been alright.
She always flat out refused to say that she was "perfect," or "great," or even "good." It didn't matter that she was content and "good," right now - she refused to say such things. "Alright," was the in-between, the "I'm not great, but I'm not bad either," type answer that seemed to suit her best. For Lacie, a champion mood swinger, it didn't take much for someone or something to really make things go downhill. So she walked the line, using a rather "blah" answer for such a question.
How about you? I heard you've been in high spirits lately.
(I can't do huge posts, they
The Hart reached out to groom Lacie, something he almost always does when someone sits beside him. It's almost like a reflex now, even though he is fully aware of doing it and has control. Why he does it is most probably due to his social weakness: talking. Perhaps he therefore feels the need to compensate by offering this kind service whenever he could.
"I am glad, has anything eventful happened to you as of late?" He inquired, more interested in listening than speaking of himself.
"I am okay. The company has been amazing." It was an animals instinct to show as little weakness as possible. It wasn't easy to hide, but there was always the option of expressing it in speech whenever asked. The company was a perfect distraction, and by being able to listen and talk more than usual he didn't think much of the bruising and damaged rib, which intern made the pain easier to forget, and gave the option to take it easy as he can rely on another to keep a good eye out for danger.
Virgil looks so badass in the
How did he get hurt so badly? ;_; *kiyoluffs*
Of course.
Fight with a deer that practically has clubs for antlers. 8D It was actually a group attack, or a moshpit even, so there wasn't enough room to dodge as easily. lol
lmao clubs? That must be one
I somehow missed your
But, yeah, I was about done typing, and went to check the game window, and Virgil sitting awake. And then he just suddenly fell asleep again. It was kind of weird, because he couldn't have even been awake for ten minutes. Or it took me longer to type that than I thought.
How strange. 8D I think I was
I love the new artwork
Cheers, Arrow! ^^
Indeed. Known to be a
Known to be a hypercrite ?
I like the new artwork as well, and the new song.
TYPO ALERT Haha, now I'm
Haha, now I'm being a hypocrite too ;D
Fixed, I think... He does
He does have hypercritical tendancies, anyone who's known him a while should probably be able to notice that...
Thanks guys.
Ohhh I see now. I thought you