Intense Color and A Sharp Eye














Updates
Physical .............. ; 90% (Note Healing; heals anywhere from 10-25 points a day depending on whether or not the proceeding day is spent doing nothing or with minimal movement. Sianna heals more quickly than my other characters. I have no problem with other people and their characters who receive damage from her matching how quick it can be.

Combat; I will almost always apply damage even if I did not visibly spot contact on my screen. Although, note that, usually when the character is 'hassling' a single deer or even a group of deer, she is not always attempting to inflict damage despite the emotes. When the character intends to inflict serious damage(And she can. She will slash, gash, and stab her opponent, no matter their size. With larger opponents, targets their legs, sides, or underbelly.), I will have the character sneeze to default antlers. There is no sudden growth, merely an effective method to split critical and noncritical damage up. Sianna limps around when health is at 55% or lower.
) || Mental Fluctuating ; 90%

" ............. "

For everything good there's something bad.
I've seen the reflection of pale chalk spheres in the ripples of hushed white tides,
and for most they'd lose their minds.
They'd lose their mother fucking minds.
And maybe I did, for a while.




Basic Information
Name; Sianna, Picto
Title; The Aerial Temptress
Real Name; Selena May Holland
Called; Bitch, whore, psychopath
Age; Adult
Gender; Female
Species; Phoenix deer
Orientation; Bisexual, polygamist
Size; #7
Voice; Emily H.
Reference; Here
Talks in; #9d9169 or #57694d


Overview
September, 2010
Intense, wildly toxic
Centered around love and loss.

Flawed, imperfect
Contradictory, conflicted
A mutable companion, effusive consequences.

Love and war
Treasured, but undoubtedly a game.
Fearless, will gore, and take what she has coming.
Obsessive, compulsive, an egg timer.
Sadomasochistic; give it, take it, love it all.
Calculatedly versatile, clever, unpredictable.

vindictive, button pusher.
A stalker, a leech, a succubus.
Hidden, deep and untapped reserve screaming for change.

Remorseful murderer.
Deeply impacted, eternally writhing.
The product of an abused escapee who found freedom.
Pregnancy & birth log(2014)


Extended
Depth
She tends to get carried away which normally results in other deer gritting their teeth or wanting to destroy her. While she may intentionally be trying to get under their skin she may also be trying to prove a valuable point; whether or not the deer is capable of understanding why she is doing something or not. It brings a sense of peace and victory to her. So long as she got whatever it was out of her system she is usually golden. That is not always the case though, as she can hold grudges for quite a long time.

No matter her reasons, to most, she comes off as annoying, clingy, demanding, and who knows what else, perhaps a little(or a lot) off her rocker, however all of the taunting, attacking, and urges to destroy her will not get rid of her, at least not immediately. With that said, important events can act as key points in her life, which can create change. It can be hard for such events to actually impact her though.

Unfortunately if she has taken an interest in your deer they will be stalked and given any treatment she deems necessary. Every deer is different; if they're mean to her sometimes she likes it(She also feels that no matter the state of their relationship at that time there is still a chance to mend it and form a bond, whether it be on an intimate or platonic level), other times she wants revenge. If they love her sometimes she will return the affection, other times play them against other deer. There is no telling. One thing is for certain though, if they have caught her interest good enough it is doubtful that they will shake her loose on their own. The only methods to losing her are if she finally gets bored, the deer of interest disappears and she can not follow, on very rare occasions are able to make her see reason, OR on even rarer occasions she lets the deer go, and would like to keep said deer in her life on some sort of friendly level. There is also reproducing. While not always effective, it has been proven that the birth of a fawn from a deer that she had strong feelings for can forever break her desire to be with them(Dinah Moon for example). Mpreg however doesn't count, because she strangely likes that(Discovered when Emdeaur had their fawn).

As for strange/Unknown deer(This includes nameless deer and fawns)... sometimes she tolerates them and other times not.

Deer on her black list are not always harassed. As a matter of fact she will try to avoid them if she can. If she happens upon them by accident, may or may not chase/harass them/their group. If such a deer comes within view she will probably go investigate, though it is highly unlikely for her to actually engage the deer or its group unless they display provocative behavior. It is not guaranteed though.

Sianna does not like fawns. She adopted one once and even that poor thing got mistreated... the only reason she adopted it was because she was jealous of Dinah Moon's adoptee. She has no attachment to them what-so-ever. She murdered her own child in her human life so how could she possibly like them? She is unpredictable around them, and chances are if deer around her set her off she will go for the weakest party in an attempt to teach them a lesson, i.e. fawns. - Known to attempt to abduct fawns or use them as leverage if need be.

To clear up confusion, especially because in "What A world" she acted as though she loved her child. She did, she loved him with all of her heart and soul. The reason she can not stand fawns is because she killed her child thinking it was the right thing to do. Once reincarnated she realized that despite loving him she still committed murder, and could never love another child the same ever again. Why change now? She feels as though she has committed the ultimate sin. In short, it all backfired. - It should be noted that if she does happen to attach herself to another deer well enough, she is known to promise them that she will bare them a son(As she had with Sorog before driving him to insanity). It is a deadly game of chance, and only she knows what will come of it.

If Sianna knows how another deer ticks and she dislikes them she will usually do quite a bit of poking around to flare them up.

Deer that are used in her games and play along, or do not catch on, are considered 'toys' and are used for her own amusement until they have exceeded their usefulness, whereas they are for the most part forgotten(unless they make a turnaround), and replaced with new toys.

Recently fond of adopting young or adult deer smaller than herself and keeping them as pets(A status like Quicksilver), however this sort of thing could be considered a rare occurrence. Extremely attached to these deer and tends to become possessive. They are property, and she does not like other deer attempting to claim her property or steal her property. Also doesn't like deer she doesn't like around them.

If a deer manages to evade anything bad, good job. It's a good thing. She does have a soft side, a side that yearns to better herself, a side that wants to do right.
Love & Relationships
Her preferences are not set in stone(For instance; a person may not find a bald guy attractive in the present, but in the future that could always change). Normally it is on a 'deer by deer' basis.

Just because she likes deer A does not mean she will like deer B even though their personality and actions are very similar.

Due to being in an abusive relationship she suffered a lot of mental trauma. Once reincarnated and placed in the forest those problems carried over. Out of reach from her abusive husband, she knew that and sought out affection to fill an empty hole. That was when she was first placed in the forest. After many lovers and time to heal - or so she thought she had healed - came to the conclusion that she was ready to give her heart to another in exchange for theirs(In what was presumed to be at the time, fully, whereas she would not give her heart to another again). Her heart resided with Sherlock for some time until her abuse finally took its toll and they split. After that started back at square one, falling back into her usual ways, that some old pattern.

Sianna seeks out deer and desires to have many companions, long term or short term, as well as toys and pets, and breaking other deer.

What she seeks varies, but most of the time it is undying loyalty, understanding, love, and affection. One that will stand by her no matter her actions, one that will protect her no matter the circumstances.

With that in mind, should a deer be stable enough to put up with everything that she says and does, whatever she pulls them into, and still hangs around, there is the possibility that she would fully give her heart to another. This is not easy by any means. There have only been a few deer thus far that she has(as far as she is aware at least), truly loved enough to give her heart to(Such as Sherlock). One reproduced. Another finally, after nearly a year of constantly chasing, made her realize that she would never have his heart, and the other endured far too much abuse and finally 'broke'.

Often times deer that she does not express her 'love' to are the ones with potential to be loved most(Could put current examples here, but then where is the secrecy and fun!). This excludes expressing her fondness of a deer. Expressing fondness is not expressing love. - Recent events have made this questionable, it is not always true.

... Bisexual, polygamist, swinger.

... Objectum Sexual; Attracted to inanimate objects, also talks to them. Specifically Wyen(Why-en) Oak, a stump near the blue bowl that she has visited frequently since her arrival here.

... Loves homosexual and bisexual males. Also likes genderless deer. Despises lesbians, only exception being if she is drawn to a doe herself.

... Age is not a factor

Deer that are seriously treasured, she will actually try to keep them away from the daily drama she usually creates. These deer are actually put on pedestals and practically worshiped. She can be an excessive groomer, always keeping her favored companions spic and span, always making sure they feel loved, wanted, and needed.


"As long as we believe that someone else has the power to make us happy then we are setting ourselves up to be victims."

- Robert Burney


Fear is not something the

Fear is not something the black doe is fond of. She has tasted it, but she does her best to keep moments where it spawns to a minimum. Sianna, however, seems to enjoy initiating potential danger. The doe smiles to herself when the phoenix curls up against her. "You'd better appreciate it." She listens to Sianna when she speaks of the green one. Ah. "If I didn't know better I'd say you get off on her attention." Purposely being irritating- she even says it in a teasingly deep voice. Mockery, Dare, will get you nowhere. But it sure is fun.


Aaaaand mypage~

Breathed warm breaths of air

Breathed warm breaths of air onto the black does chest fur, tail feathers idly flicking, gently rubbing into her company now and again. It would go unsaid, acknowledging or further clarifying how much her friends help was, but she cherished it, cherished the doe altogether, everything about her. When Accendare went on, the phoenix would gently shake her head. It wasn't something that required much thought. Many of her enemies considered her just that, an enemy, but they were hardly adversaries to her. Toys maybe, but beyond that something else, a connection she felt with only them. "Maybe I do", she said, but not sarcastically, her tone carrying truth. "I assume they don't much like me, but I will always like them regardless of what they think of me". Shoulders would rise then drop before tucking her legs in. "You can see the fire in their eyes. They want to hurt you, but beneath all of that hellish rage... they love me. I carry the marks to forever remember each individuals form of love". If Accendare hadn't thought of her as mentally ill before... well.

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stealin' my pages...

Gently, Accendare lowers her

Gently, Accendare lowers her head and allows her neck to cover the phoenix doe partially, resting her face near the other's. She is silent for the most part, eyes looking off into the direction where that Eraline had gone. Listening to the doe's words. The last part hardly startles her, but it does bother her to an extent. But to argue with her would mean losing, this the black doe knows. There is no sense in starting a fight about what 'love' is. It isn't as if she's had the greatest time figuring it out. It bit her in the heart. "I suppose love does have many forms." Almost reluctantly, 'Dare swallows her pride and adds, "My love will never make a scar. 'Less you want it to."

Gave a gentle sigh. Anymore

Gave a gentle sigh. Anymore she was always surprised. Trying to predict the outcome of something? pointless. Maybe once upon a time, but not anymore. - Felt so safe and secure when the black doe lowered her head, partially covering her. Sometimes it felt nice this way, feeling, for the most part, hidden away. The phoenix would recede further into the cover Accendare had created, curling into the doe, locking herself there. "And why not? Scars are are to remember", she said, though likely muffled with how she had balled herself up. "What could your love have done to create a scar you wouldn't want to keep, or wouldn't want to remember?". She figured a mental scar, not so much physical... but could of been wrong.

Prediction is a dangerous toy

Prediction is a dangerous toy to play with. It calls itself 'hope' and fools one into thinking something will occur. Something good. The black doe had felt, had predicted, had 'hoped' she and Silence would... Well, be together, if anything. The entire thing was but a mockery, and from that point on, she's felt disgusted and bitter towards thoughts of the future. For now she will live in the present, with her phoenix and her other friends. She sighs while she listens to the points offered. "I'll give you that." She intercedes Sianna's next statement with a, "I have no scars. Nothing on my skin at least." When the feathered thing questions her, she finds herself without an answer. She merely shakes her head slowly, instead of announcing her uncertainty.

The phoenix would roll her

The phoenix would roll her eyes when Accendare interceded. No, clearly she harbored no scars on her skin, but mentally perhaps. Every living creature seemed to be mentally scarred in some way or fashion, she wouldn't count the black doe exempt from it. Usually Sianna would pry and not stop until she got a reaction; positive or negative, it didn't matter, but not to her, not today. A yawn would escape her lips, ears dropping to the back of her head in the process then exhale a puff of warm air. "We don't forget, but we learn to cope", is all she'd say regarding the topic. If only she could go back... the pain felt, it would of been nothing. Anymore it was almost craved and yearned for, it was a form of expressing love. Then again she had for the most part crossed a line beyond return with such a thing. It was life and she had found a way to finally cope with it; lust for it instead. Physical pain and scars were far less severe than any mental trauma. It was a way to deal, even it meant convincing herself of something that was morally wrong to most. "You are very comfy", Sianna would say before shifting a bit, still balled up and ready for sleep, had Accendare not had anything more to say.

The doe is unaware of

The doe is unaware of Sianna's eye-rolling, due to her looking away, head upon the ground. If she'd seen it, she likely would have cuffed her one over the ear. Still, it is true. Most cannot live their lives without at least once encountering a mental or emotional scar of some grade. The black doe's mellow voice forms a response, after Sianna makes an almost surprisingly wise statement. "We do indeed." 'Cause if you don't cope, you wither away. Pathetically. That isn't a good death. No, she has little more to say on the matter. Scars are scars, no matter how you get them. What you consider them- wounds, love, fear, hate- is simply to each their own. A dry chuckle escapes her, then. "You're my pillow this time. As you should be."
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♥

"I believe it is about time I

"I believe it is about time I know your name.", the larger and somewhat more colorful Elk said in a soft, playful tone; though he already knew what it was. His regal, golden looking eyes scanning quickly over the doe's similar looking appearance, he sighed and then looked at his own side, feeling mildly disgusted. Using his thick and somewhat heavy feathered tail, he flipped it over his side to hide the deep red wounds that littered his colorful body. The night where he had gotten them was a blur and made no sense at all, and that was what he was going to bring up next.

After hearing one side of a story, you always had to hear the other, right?

The doe would let a chuckle

The doe would let a chuckle slip passed her lips, eyes closed for a moment, a gentle sigh pushing through soon after. "Whatever you'd like my name to be", she said, something repeated time and time again... she liked this game. Eyes would focus on him when that long, colorful tail was used to cover his injuries. Head would fall to the left, while hidden a grin would appear. She remembered that event clearly... what a fine pincushion this peacock stag made. Sianna would begin to inch closer, not enough to touch, then roll to her side, neck craned, eyes peering to him from the pitch black sockets of her mask. "Such a loyal boy".

He snorted airily at her

He snorted airily at her response, his golden eyes shifting around to focus on the rocks around them. "How about..Sianna?", he asked, eyes widening as his eyebrows rose and fell quickly, to add emphasis to her name. He would keep quiet about his own name until or if she ever asked, for reasons unknown. "You're all the rage.", he added quickly, his eyes lethargically rolling back to her skull as she rolled around. Hearing her statement, his chest bubbled with a thick chuckle, the corners of his colorful mouth pulling upwards. His voice sounding amused, he waved his deep blue antlers around (vainly) with a quick flick of the head as he thought of a rebuttal. "Honh, am I now?"

He left it at that for the moment being, but curiosity soon roused him again. Heaving another sigh, he twitched his tail just to watch the somewhat florescent feathers glitter in the sun. "So, what was up a few days ago? That many deer after one so small as you? Pah, tell me what you were up to.", he said strongly, testing how he could successfully converse with this doe.
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Ohhhhh I loovvveee Vasla's

Ohhhhh I loovvveee Vasla's song.

Dinamo - Rolled her eyes when

Dinamo - Rolled her eyes when he called her by her name. No fun, no fun, a stick in the mud. Shoulders would roll before flipping to her stomach, long tail plumes wildly flicking behind her. She would not say anything in regards to it, or being 'all the rage'... should have been known, she did find this stag with Crucio and his little... thing, after all. When he questioned the event, ears would draw forward, eyes briefly cast to a tree, then down to her splayed hooves. "It's crazy, isn't it?", a halfhearted, breathy laugh was given. "It takes that many big deer to try and kill me". It was pretty hilarious, she got her jollies from it. "I am a prey animal, simple as that".


ravynn - I'm glad. (:

He reminisced in the silence,

He reminisced in the silence, wiggling his feathered tail just enough so some of the angry red cuts were visible. He stared into them for a moment as she explained, his deep blue ears curving in the direction she was speaking. Looking away to the terrain around them as she finished, he chuckled out of amusement and partial pity. "It's despicable..and yet here you still lay.", he stated, pausing for a moment so he could carefully turn his head back to face Sianna without pestering his dried wounds. "Poor thing, being preyed on all the time...Now don't you have someone to help..guard you?", he stated, his voice first disguised in mock-pity but ending in a sincere tone.

Tilting his skull so he was looking down at her, his colorful Elk face was painted in a look of amusement. It was getting to him that she wasn't asking for his name, yet he did not let that show nor did he let himself tell it to her without question. Referring to his previous statement: "Hm. It seems as if I did an adequate job of doing so, anyways.", he breathed with a tone of annoyance, again looking back down to his angry wounds.

Would curl into herself, sore

Would curl into herself, sore from old and new wounds alike. Her long tail plumes would be flicked over her dainty form with controlled breathing. She would listen to him, not needing eyes to see his expressions, feel what he was feeling. She would catch every note of his tone with each thing he said, ears occasionally swiveling to capture the sounds of running hooves, chirping birds, and cracking wood. Legs would be tucked in more-so, though her comfortable position wouldn't last long. At his last words she would uncurl and hop to her feet, feeling a fiery burn surround her, a combination of adrenaline and wounds. "You call standing there, watching them try to pick me off guarding?", she scowled and barked, the feathers about her shoulders puffing out. "As far as I'm concerned you're no better than them", a dry snort would be given before turning from him, flopping to the ground and again curling into herself... facing away from his pathetic presence.

Intolerant silence fell

Intolerant silence fell between the two for a long moment, both before, during and after she had spoken. And because of this it made him a bit uneasy, so instead he quickly caved and sighed heavily. "Alright, alright..", he huffed quietly, his old body's joints creaking as he lay his head to rest on the ground near her spine. Eyes closing, he sighed again, suddenly feeling old and wasted. "I could..have, done more for a smallthing like you." He stated with a small croon, opening his mouth but then closing it after a moment, not feeling like speaking much more at this point in time.

Normally he would have liked to poke fun, but his older age had caught up to him and along with his wounds, so he just did not feel like adding wood to the fire. Instead, he continued to lay there tiredly as one golden eye opened and slid in the direction of the pond, debating with himself wether cleaning their wounds in the cool water was worth the trip over.

Ears slid back at his

Ears slid back at his words... unable to determine if he was being serious or not. Surely, like most others, he would believe the rumors over getting information straight from the source of their problems and concerns. The phoenix really wanted nothing to do with him now, he mingled with a crowed on her black list... and had she even attempted to befriend the tired old peacock stag, well... seemed like a fruitless effort. When he rested near her spine, despite knowing what felt like the inevitable outcome in the end, would uncurl and turn to him. She would lower her head and lock her mask between knees, popping off the muggy thing. Eyes would scan any visible wounds, head tilting then, drawing gaze to his face whether he was looking to her or not. "So... you would go against your friends to protect me?", the doe questioned, a single ear beginning to rise and swivel forward. "Tell me about yourself".

It would begin... that never ending cycle of hers, even if it meant being shit on time and time again.

Bumping so I don't forget to

Bumping so I don't forget to reply tomorrow. <3
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Track is overdue~

Track is overdue~

Thanks. Also been trying to

Thanks. Also been trying to get you on MSN for a while, don't think my invites have went through. Perhaps you could try added me?

He took the next long silence

He took the next long silence easily, using it to take a quick rest. Somehow, he always managed to act much older than actually he was, which was simply half a decade. By the time she spoke again, his golden orbs were open and on her visage, eventually making contact with the gaze she shot at his face. Hearing her question, his blue ears folded backwards to listen to some deer's hoof beats on the earth. After a short moment, he lifted his head off of the moist terrain and moved around so he was comfortably sitting again, all the while keeping his long tail out of the way. "Mm..most likely. What I saw that night was a bunch of deer ganging up on one lone deer - you, or so it seemed. I absolutely hate sides in fights, and I've only ever seen you alone in a fight, so the answer would be, yes."

He stated warily, in his head a scene playing out of a possible, future fight. Hearing her next question, he snorted deeply, his stomach bouncing inwards as he did so. "Ah, I'm rather plain and boring, not alot to say...but as for you? You are sure a flower in a field of weeds, hn.", he complimented in a confusing way, the corners of his yellow lips curving upwards in the best smile an Elk could manage.

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Sorry it's so long... ;_____; And sorry if it's a bit..jumbled. Because it's so long I'm discouraged to go back and read through it, so. <3
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I don't know whether I am

I don't know whether I am tracking this.. :|
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I have a newfound love of

I have a newfound love of blueberries.

I love your bio, I am

I love your bio, I am delighted to track here! Eye my fawn you always lurking, but not to attack, to get your friendship! haha

Dinamo - Blah, sorry I

Dinamo - Blah, sorry I haven't responded yet. I think my muse for the RP just kind of died. I could probably whip something up, but definitely not as long as your post, lol.

Schutzgeist - Thanks

Possessed - Same Sticking out tongue

Sinoa - I'm not sure I remember this fawn. Was it wearing a set? You might have the wrong deer.

hey, what happened yesterday

hey, what happened yesterday in the woods?, I went to visit but had problems, you and another deer, struggling to similar deer stag, why?

Oh, kind of a long story.

Oh, kind of a long story. Guess they're all not on too very good terms is all.

ah ok, I'm glad that my fawn

ah ok, I'm glad that my fawn and your doe have been known Eye Smiling ¡Oh, su imagen era muy bonita! la imagen en el DOE estaba con Sherlock;)

Mmhm. I definitely remember

Mmhm. I definitely remember your fawn, and ah thank you! I'm glad you liked it. Smiling

! and ups! sorry for having

Smiling! and ups! sorry for having put him in Spanish,to shame! :$ haha
and now when i connect, you'll visit Alasha;)

Don't worry.

Don't worry. <3

I don't care if it's short or long or all in purple. o:
But if you don't want to continue, that's okay too.
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I feel weird forgeting to

I feel weird forgeting to track this one bio... (':

Tracking.

Tracking.
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I don't think I've ever

I don't think I've ever tracked Sianna, despite the few times I've met her.

So...Tracking.

Mmmm, so gorgeous. Fits her

Mmmm, so gorgeous.
Fits her perfectly. <3

Now you rest those eyes, haha.

Dinamo - Cool. I'll see if I

Dinamo - Cool. I'll see if I can come up with something... or we could do something new. Also thanks. -Peaks at recent comment-

Dampir, kaitlyn, Kumiko - Thanks. =]
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The new layout is beautiful.

The new layout is beautiful. And then there's Sher's new song.
I lol'd so hard. Had to watch the video all over again.
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8D! The pandas!

8D!
The pandas!

Pandaaaas

Pandaaaas

That's so adorable.

That's so adorable. <3

Oops, just now seen your

Oops, just now seen your comment, Din.
Thanks, haha.

;_____________; I want a cute

;_____________;
I want a cute mushroom critter.. ♥

Lol, same.

Lol, same.
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ajshkl. That mushroom. ;u;

ajshkl. That mushroom. ;u; /dead

Haha.

Haha. Sticking out tongue
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Lesson to be taken from

Lesson to be taken from this:
Do not kick mushrooms.
Or do if you want to be a panda.

I want one of those mushrooms please, they're adorable. Sad

Right? lol. Probably much

Right? lol. Probably much mushroom kicking to be done in the future.
Same... probably be doodling a variety of these mushroom critters later. ;;

Haha, that mushroom is

Haha, that mushroom is hilarious. <3

Omg, that mushroom /dies

Omg, that mushroom /dies

LOL. Can't help but be

LOL.

Can't help but be reminded of this.