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Image by swampmouth <3
zombie pelt • poppies • whistling mask • mini spell
human face • wavy black hair to his knees • tiny and brittle antlers • tan skin • brown eye • gray fur
pictogram
full body
reference
given the names of Cotton and Guard
male sex, no concept of gender
age unknown
#27
smells of wet, stifled flesh
type II psychosocial short stature • symptoms of being a
feral child
nonverbal • lacks social skills • able to cry and make small noises • tolerant to extreme temperatures and pain
bears the gentleness and curiosity of a child. touches and inspects everything he can. enjoys being around others but oftentimes is aloof. cries often when feeling joyful or confused. has self-destructive tendencies when feeling negative emotions. enjoys dancing and leaping about. doesn't understand other's personal space or belongings but doesn't like when his space and belongings are violated. hoards and sometimes steals items.
lost the left side of his face from a massive bacterial infection. wears a rounded mask over it to protect from reinfection.
Fan works:
x by OrinocoFlow!
Thanks to 11dollarbills, Ravynn, and Ocean for the CSS and help!
I claim total responsibility for this character's actions and depictions, which should always be taken as in-character unless otherwise specified. Again, please contact me at if needed.
ohai there B) /noms page
*plops down* Hiya, I'ma
-stalk- I added your MSN
I added your MSN because I can.
Track.
All Pathes Eventually Cross
ohh this character interests
also, lovely layout
Thank you all for the tracks!
And thank you, hyphema! I had a lot of help from the lovely people I listed above <3
FISH.
Let me see his face already.
/track
TALLY. @soda If I manage to
@soda
If I manage to escape death from this take-home final I need to start, I'll be posting a reference later today ;o
*not a good enough artist to make his face as gross looking as it would be based on the disease that he had so nobody should get their hopes up and why am I still typing*
ALSO does the music work for anybody? :'c
He seems super interesting.
About the music, I pressed play, but it doesn't want to load. :c
Thanks for taking interest
DUDE I'm emailing you because
dude THAT'S NOT A SMALL GRAY.
TRACK
~ C.S. Lewis
I'm too lazy to get the mini
I'm too lazy to get the mini spell lolThanks for the tracks @o@
You are welcome OuO Do you
Do you have any other deer that are mini?
~ C.S. Lewis
I think I have one that's
Tomorrow I'll probably ask for a group of deer to spell him like crazy until he gets it ;o (and hopefully it won't take hours like it usually does :/ )
ugh I know its rare to get
~ C.S. Lewis
I'll put one of my other
Did you feel that? That
That was my rasping whisper of "thank you" traveling from the US to Finland.
Well I wondered what those
Just don't inhale too deeply
a-HA! I said I could do it.
..... -holds breath-
Did I track this? I don't
/flings Azul all over this place/
*watches him bounce around
S'ank you!
-does a few cool dance moves-
SHAKE YOUR BONBON
♥
;*
Retracking this.
Glad to have you back 'n
Tracking...nao.
@Gruffen Oh! Thank you c:
Oh! Thank you c:
Tracking
Okay...super excited for
Cualli trotted along through the trees, their tail arcing out behind them like some old time banner on a blimp. The blue gray creature's head was craning back to stare up at the trees as they passed by them, occasionally brushing their shoulder and side against one as if to make sure it was really there. Or maybe they just like the feeling of the bark against their fur.
Sorry this is so short, I keep getting distracted by things 'n stuff.
Gender neutral pronouns can
..did you say... "things 'n stuff"? Possibly.. stuff and things? sorry I just... yeah I had to lol. I hope you're a The Walking Dead fan, otherwise I probably sounded stupid xD
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As per the usual, the day was a pleasant one with the sun shining as it normally did and the breeze teasing its way past the flora and fauna. By the Pond sat a little lump of a stag. The water lapped at his front hooves and the mud felt good against his rump on the warm day, but his attention was drawn to the plight of a baby koi that was thrashing about in a most dramatic way after it had breached itself on the shore. With large eyes, Tamas watched the little thing trying to flip and flop its way back into the water where it could breathe.
'What is it doing that for?' His mind inquired in its own way. Light hitting the surface of the water cast ever-changing stripes of light on his mask as he bent closer toward the desperate fish.
Haha, unfortunately I've
Cualli's trotting slowed to a halt as they caught sight of something little and gray down by the pond. It was a deer, or whatever they were considered here, a young one at that. Their tail dipped a bit as they studied this little gray fluffball, realizing after a moment that they were studying something down by the pond. Something. What type of something? Excited and curious, Cualli bolted forward, racing faster than they must have thought they were going, since they had to leap over the little gray thing to avoid running over them. They skidded to a stop and wheeled about, lowering their head to peer down at the poor little fry.
"What's that?!" they asked excitedly, shooting a glance at Tamas with their big gray eyes.
Oh, hahhh.. xD It is pretty
Apparently it's a fairly new occurrence on the east side, centered around Maryland, I think?
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An ear twitched to the sound of a creature approaching, but his attention was still held by the little fish. The way the sunlight glistened off its scales, the way its body turned this way and that as it struggled to get back into the water. Fascinating. His mind did not hold the word "fish" so it thought of them as their shape--they were slender things that moved through the water so quickly. Not too long ago he wanted to move like the koi did, but he found himself to be quite handicapped in the water.
The little grey stag was so absorbed in his studies that the sight of the other creature startled him badly. He let out a sudden bleat like a goat's and tried to scramble backwards away from the thing that sailed over his head, but all that he managed to do was tip backwards and get mud all over his back and in his long hair. He rolled away from the enthusiastic deer, propped himself up with one front leg, and looked over his back. This creature was a color similar yet still different than his own fur. Brown eyes squinted thoughtfully at them.
Interesting...for both. Lol.
Cualli's gray eyes studied the fawn with innocent eyes, before their attention was caught by the struggling fish again. They wriggled closer, keeping their body low to the ground and stretching out their neck.
"What's that?" they repeated, before their gaze went from the fry to the fish in the pond. "Oh!It's a swimmer!" they answered their own question, sounding excited. "What is it doing, thinking it can crawl?"
Whenever you're ready I'm
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@Waning stares at reply and
stares at reply and cries because I never saw it??!?!?!?!?!?!?
Wahhh do you want me to reply?? I promise I can I promise oTL
@cloud
Ahh hello! I had a nice time c: It was kind of rainy (don't know what I expected lol) but still fun!
May I do the honor of starting? Unless you want to! Then it's all you!!
-edit-
Wow, I need to fix the music players :I
Lol, if you feel like
I do!! - A hot, prickly
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A hot, prickly feeling made his throat feel bad enough that he let out another very loud bleat. Cold mud plopped and dripped from him as he got up without shaking any of it off. He was feeling frustrated, but his actions were kept from becoming too rough by his usual curiosity that smoothed it out. He studied them, noting how they were low to the ground and careful.
'Bep.' That's all he said before moving closer and crouching just as they did and looking at the little fish, just as they did. Maybe this one knew what they were doing. Maybe this little wiggly thing they were both looking at would be explained.
Sure thing! Sorry for the
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Soundlessly stepping through the forest, her hooves leaving only small amounts of a strange white dust as she moved, a black and white deer-like figure moved through the trees. However, her long tail depicted that she may be of some other species, as well as her human face. The creature came up to the pond, where she could see a small and rather frail looking white deer with a long and tangled black mane... laying there. Was it alright? He appeared to be covered in mud and water from the pond. As she came closer to investigate, she lowered her ears and tilted her head. "Hello?" she asked. His scent was rather odd, as he appeared to smell of wet, stifled flesh.
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*scoff* How rude of you to go
Oh, I agree! My preference for the rain is determined by how well I can dry off from it.
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He'd heard her approaching from behind as was evidence by the large ears that swiveled in her direction, but he did not acknowledge her for some time when there were more important things to look at. Moving as if he knew exactly what to do, he shifted one leg to block the tiny fish's progress back into the deeper water where he knew it would be able to get away. Unfortunately, his efforts were for naught when the fry curled forcefully, flipped into the air, hit his mask with a tiny smack, and made its escape.
So much for observing the wildlife. His one eyebrow furrowed as he squinted and bobbed his head to try and get another glimpse of the fish, but they had all retreated into the depths.
Without something to watch, he noticed the sensation of being watched and remembered that there had been a noise and presence behind him. This was a different presence, but he did not know how it was different. Even with speech, he would not have learned about the calming presence of a unicorn, even when it was part unicorn. He got up oozing watery mud and fully turned around to face her. A muffled sniffing noise came from behind his mask as he stared fixedly at her.
Sabel's ear perked up a bit
Raising her head up and silently stepping away from the trees and bushes, Sabel was slightly cautious coming out. This creature looked as if it could be scared away. Hearing the muffled sniffing noise from its mask, she gave it a friendly smile. It didn't seem to be able to speak. She patted the ground gently and tilted her head, directing it at him as if to ask if she could come closer. She wasn't sure it could understand what she said, as it hadn't quite heard her greeting earlier.
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Same here xD sometimes I'm fine getting soaked, and at other times I'll just feel like a sticky mess xD
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Boy, you're telling me!
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The little stag held his ground and continued to stare. He lifted his head to find a better sample of this newcomer's scent, but the mask on his face made it difficult. Naturally, it was easy for him to remove his mask, but right then it felt very secure and wonderful on his face and so it would stay there for a time.
Her face changed and seemed to widen. What little of his face seen past the mask was clearly arranged in a configuration of bewilderment until he remembered that this expression--it was called a smile, but he didn't know that--meant that the other would be nice to him.
A large, brown eye followed her movements carefully as she patted the ground. While speech was an unobtainable commodity for him, body language and gestures were an entirely different matter. He nodded roughly, the movement smattering his chest and legs with the mud that made his hair heavy. His tail even waggled like an fawn's. Yes, she could come over.
Seeing as his tail was
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The little blue creature
"It's a silly swimmer!" They exclaimed, "Thinkin' it can walk-wiggle everywhere." They poked the fry again, "Silly Swimmer!"
@cloud His brown face seemed
His brown face seemed to beam at her as she approached him, but the expression shattered when she began to clean him. Surprise, fear, and then confusion overtook his face one by one in a rapid spitfire of emotion, but he was quick to settle down and found out that he rather enjoyed the attention. And then she was done and sitting down. He remained standing.
Both ears cupped to her slow speaking. The left little scrap of an ear moved just as easily as the other even though its reduced size sometimes made it hard for him to pinpoint a noise, relying on his right ear. Tamas furrowed his brow and peered closer at her. What interesting vocalizations from this one! His eye crinkled in a grin, he hummed a soft 'Nnn' at her, spun around, and began searching for something in the mud.
(don't worry, Waning, I'll reply to yours in a sec ;> )