You want to see me crash. {Cypher} Want to see me burn.

June 19, 2011 - 3:06am — Kumiko

"Well now! That was certainty something..."

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Field ReportReunited with a lovely doe. Confused yet intrigued by strange emotions dwelling within him.

Stole a kiss.

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Name: "Classified"
/>Codename: Cypher
Gender: Male
Hometown: Chelmsford, Essex
Resides: Manchester, England
Birthday: 31 October 1986
Age: 25 years old
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Originally born into an upper-middle class family, his carefree life would be short lived. Growing up, he had a very activate imagination which allowed him to amuse himself with ease but did not help with keeping him out of trouble. Each day was like an adventure to him as he played out a different persona; often pretending to be The Doctor the most as he wanted to be a hero. When he turned four, his parents decided to enroll him in a nursery school to not only develop him intellectually, but to also expose him to other children. Though, he had trouble keeping peace among the other kids. Often smarting off to bullies before getting picked up; pretty much once a week his teacher was calling his parents. Worrying about his son's behavior, Jonathan began pushing Sophie to wanting to send Cypher to a private, boarding preparatory school when he turned of age. At the age of eight, he was admitted to the Beaulieu School - a boarding school for both boys and girls from the ages of 8 to 13 - located just north of Chelmsford. Though his time spent within the boarding school would be short lived. Less than a year after admission, the kidnapping would take place.

His food was poisoned to mimic the symptoms of the flu, forcing his entry into the medical ward of the boarding school. Forced to stay under observation overnight, he was later transported to a "hospital" for farther treatment but woke up feeling very uneasy with the nurses as he was being carried to a van. He trusted his gut instinct and tried to run out of fear, causing him to blindly wander the forests of northern Essex before coming to stop as he overlooked one of the rivers flowing through the countryside. Considered jumping in order to escape whatever was chasing him but exhaustion ultimately saved his life, causing him to collapse in the snow where the nurses quickly found him again. This marks the earliest memory Cypher has of his life.

For the next nine years, he along with five of his former classmates were used in illegal brain washing experiments conducted by Dr. Malcolm Hayes and Dr. David Shun Heung. Each of the six children were attempted to be "broken" by a different means; fear was used on Cypher, attempting to strip him of his personality and free will by placing him in tormenting, dreadful situations. His spiteful attitude quickly made him a favorite among the group as Dr. Hayes grew to enjoy the satisfying feeling empowerment he had over the younger man. Cypher quickly developed aquaphobia after numerous drowning attempts and tortuous behaviors during hydrotherapy.

After turning eighteen, Dr. Heung arranged an escape option for him by placing him in the care of an old colleague, Jacob Walters, who was the president of AoM's Manchester branch. Desperately trying to figure a way to protect him as Dr. Hayes started to show murderous tendencies towards him. Cypher spent over a year in rehabilitation to be re-released into society, reteaching him the basics of socializing and how to live on his own. He has remained in AoM's care, finding comfort in the closeness he has developed with Jacob and enjoys the thrill of the job. His mission at the moment is to investigate a growing point of interest to the AoM- a secret, highly magical land known as the Endless Forest. Very little is known regarding this mythical forest. We have sent Cypher to gather data on the forest and to report all his finding back to headquarters.

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R e l a t i o n s

Balthamos
("Lil' Mos/Dear Mos")
A strange bond has formed between this ghostly entity and the paranormal investigator, often looking towards each other for support and advice. Feels honored that the fawn puts so much trust into him and relies on him, despite their rare - but treasured - encounters. Has taken notice in the specter's growing anxiety over the clothed-stag's carelessness with paranormal or strange entities, especially after discovering his "deal" with Mr. Sanguine. Quite fond and protective of the fawn, feeling slightly fatherly towards though is unsure if the feeling is mutual.

Bartleby ("Sir, Mr. Troy")
A finer gentleman and one of the most civilized individuals he has come across. Greatly respects not only for sharing a similar, proper upbringing but also due to the buck's dedication to Migisi. Feels the need to watch over the buck in order to repay him for his brave acts of protecting her. Respect deepened as he cared and helped teach the newly-formed doe basics of socializing and movement.

Once witnessed his regeneration after finding his corpse when killed by Mr. Sanguine. Farther increasing his interest in the young buck.

Bright Eyes
("Dear Bright")
Bewildered by the rollercoaster relationship, is uncertain of where they truly stand. Often bickering and mock each other in rivalry fashion, still tend to occasionally have decent meetings. However, recent events have caused the stag to greatly question their rocky friendship. Feeling foolish for putting so much silent trust into the crow-creature and feeling disappointment and hurt with the outcome of their last few encounters.

Has been awhile since the two have spoken but have glanced at one another in passing.

'Crying' Jane'
("Dear Jane/Miss")
Enjoys her pleasant company. Once feared he had ruined the feeble foundation to build a friendship on, having gotten slightly too cocky with the doe's 'adorable' blushing but the doe has approached him since. Giving him some hope that he has not screwed up too badly but feels pressured when speaking to her due to the delicate nature she seems to have.

Buttons
("My dear")
Young doe whom he recently met. Is surprised by her quickness to put trust in him and honored to bring another a sense of security. Eager to learn more about.

Daneth
Larger stag that he had previously met long ago. Never formed much of a bond outside of general acquaintances but recently has become a target for his "bullying". Triggers the very rare, barbaric side of himself as the two bicker for dominance over territory. Enjoys toying with the stagly stag by claiming trees as "his" but becomes defensive when Migisi is corralled from him.

Herla
Once barely knew the medicine doe outside of Migisi occasionally bringing them together or asking for her to tend to his wounds, has recently begun to grow closer to. Despite still feeling distant from her, is honored to discover her trust with him and offers what protection and aid he can.

Juliet
("Lovely/My sweet")
Recently developed a new sense of respect and fondness for her, having witnessed her bravery in action to come to his aid during a stressful time. Greatly admires her dedication. Enjoys her peaceful company and tender behavior, often feeling relaxed and more playful around her. Is capable of coxing out a more childish, carefree side of him. Still is oblivious to her deafness but suspects her to be mute. Has grown to greatly enjoy their outings but feels guilty for any burdens his presence near her might cause due to his spiteful past with her "father".

Migisi
("Darling")
The precious former-jackdaw that has become a staple to his sanity, often feeling "stronger" when near her and prone to jealousy when others get too close. Considers her his 'dearest' friend as she has remained loyal and dedicated to him despite all the hardships he has dragged her through with him. Offering silent support in her own little ways. Has become the only one he shares his 'true' feelings with, seeking comfort from her when he mental breaks down. Extremely protective of; greatest fear is losing her as she is the only "good" thing he feels he truly has in life.

Recently was persuaded by Mr. Sanguine to turn her into a deer. Feels guilty for her distress and was concerned that their bond might have been damaged over his failure to "protect" her. Yet despite the hardships, their relationship has remained strong though the doe does not hold back with throwing tantrums or blaming him.

"Buy a Cypher; Get a Migisi free."

Mr. Sanguine
("Sir")
Their meeting had been brief...but incredibly intriguing...The crimson's elegance and class greatly interests him as much as his high intelligence. Unsure what to make of him but feels oddly pulled to converse more often. Triggers a slightly more cynical side of himself and has grown to enjoy the thrill of their meetings.

Was convinced by to ask for the jackdaw to be turned into a deer. Was surprised that he did not ask for something in return other than amusement but questions his motivates.

Nathaniel
("Sir")
Recent acquaintance. Growing to enjoy the buck's company and thankful for his quick forgiveness after their initial meeting being over a fight. Is curious of.

Quill
("My dear")
One of the first acquaintances he met upon entering the Forest. The two bonded fairly quickly though she vanished without a trace not long after their meeting. Has re-patched their relationship but the pair have grown slightly more distant. Still thrilled and happy to her see, feels a slight emotional detachment upon he wishes to fix one day.

Ramsus
("Sir")
Has not had a proper introduction with the beastly stag. Feels uneasy around if only due to not understanding his motivates. Dislikes his aggression towards Migisi but feels there is a sense of miscommunication beneath their head clashing.

Saxophone
("Dearie")
Complex, confusing relationship. Is dedicated to her despite her being the reasoning for most of his beatings and bad reputation. Enjoys her subtle ways of showing affection and finds many of her antics to be amusing and likes to tease, though growing frustrated with her bickering of his chivalrous duties to her. Even though she has proven to be a handful, he watches over her feeling that she has wrongfully been judged and her attempts at making up for her actions have gone unnoticed.

Recently has lost contact with her, making him fear for her safety as he knows a little about her "other" world.

Sianna
("Minx")
Seen her a few times before, including faintly remembering a bad run in with her sometime far in the past over Migisi. Has surprisingly found himself in her company as of late. Still unsure of any personal feelings towards her and while interested in her liveliness, has grown frustrated with persistent flirtation. Partly from his own ignorance regarding how to act around women and another part from her quickness to get physical.

Sherlock
Originally started off on the wrong foot, was forced to tolerate the stag's presence due to his ties to Migisi. However, has somehow managed to befriend him though still occasionally feels jealous when the (now) doe favors him but has learned to control himself. Completely dumbfounded by the stag's flirts and gets confused over much of his behavior.

Shika
("My dear/Sweetie")
One of the first deer he met when first entering the Forest. Knew her as a fawn and watched her grow, giving him an 'older brother' father feeling. Very protective of and offers advice when given a chance, always keeping an eye on her to ensure she is safe. Shows her the more tender side of himself. Grew incredibly concerned when the young doe showed signs of an unseen torment but has lost contact with her, making him believe he has failed her.

A piece of his heart remains shattered.

'Smiling' Jack
("Sir" - Habit in the works of breaking)
Unsure of what to make of their relationship as of late. The white stag seems to have become more tolerable of him yet seems to still despise him. Mocks and insults him, but also allows his company Out of respect, he tried to keep his distance as he does not wish to worsen the little peace that does exist; always feels judged and under pressure when the two speak. Has been warned to not take Juliet away from him, in any way.

Sonne
("Dear Sonne")
Grew attached to her rather quickly due to her innocent and bubbly personality but after some hardships, realized that her innocence was not as pure as he originally believed. Still cares for her but the pair have seemed to grow distant, especially as she starts to side with Bright - the crow and stag's relationship interring with his and the doe's.

Talla
Has met the smaller doe on occasion and in the company of mutual acquaintances. Once attempted to approach her on his own, but quickly started to distant himself after seeing her fearful reaction to him - not wanting to put the lady in distress. Is interested in wanting to get to know her after Herla's attempts to introduce them but has chosen to eye her from afar until she feels willing to allow him closer.

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A p p e a r a n c e

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The Stag: Species wise he closely resembles a leucistic red deer though malnourished in appearance. Stomach not as rounded nor is his chest as muscular as the average red deer. Backside fairly evened and frame supported by slender, length legs giving him a very sleek, thin look. (Similar to this.) Scruffy fur is an unnaturally bleached color with mahogany-colored ear tips and bordered-tail, hind legs appear to have been "dipped" into the same coloring as socks run up from his hooves before blending and fading into his white fur just above his hock. Beneath his fur, multiple scars from his early days can be found, giving a tiny glimpse into his abusive past.

Antlers are of medium length with only a few tines as they curve slightly above his head sprouting from rich brown hair. Well-groomed and short in the back as it grows progressively longer towards the front before becoming scruffy medium-length bangs that drape over his forehead; sideburns run down both sides of his head and are trimmed just below the ear. Face remains humanoid, semi-diamond-shaped with slightly sunken in cheeks beneath raised, noticeable cheekbones and pointed chin. Nose somewhat long and pointed. Eyes a deep, crystallized blue beneath groomed, bushy eyebrows.

Clothing is still worn, despite being an "animal". Plain white, button-up cotton shirt layered with a black polyester vest. Shirt runs down to where his "wrists" would be and clipped together with silver cufflinks. Top two buttons generally left open to give him mobility with his neck with a silk, silver tie tucked into the 'V' of the vest. Pocket watch chain runs from the third button on his vest and drapes along his side to where his watch is tucked into a small pocket on his right side. Rounded fedora is nestled between his antlers. Along his upper left leg is an arm band with the initials "AoM" embroidered onto it.

The Man:English heritage, stands slightly around 6" with a scrawny frame. Arms and legs are both lanky with very little sign of muscle with thin wrists above medium-sized hands and long bony fingers. Semi-diamond-shaped with slightly sunken in cheeks beneath raised cheekbones and pointed chin. Nose somewhat long and pointed. Eyes a deep, crystallized blue beneath groomed, bushy eyebrows. Skin always soft and pale, face shaven daily. Well-groomed dark brown hair is short in the back as it grows progressively longer towards the front before becoming scruffy medium-length bangs that drape over his forehead; sideburns run down both sides of his head and are trimmed just below the ear. (He has unintentionally morphed into Cumberbatch. I swear, it was purely by accident.)

Clothing is personally fitted to his unique frame. Typically always dressed in business casual, favoring solid colored button-up shirts over other tops and often layered either with his ebony vest or a blazer depending on the weather or will wear just the shirt in a causal setting. Prefers dark colored slacks with polished dress shoes. Wears a leather belt but rarely tucks his shirts in. His silver tie may or may not be worn, depending on the situation often taking it off when not on the job much like the required "AoM" arm band. Silver pocket watch is always tucked into his right pocket, as his cell phone is kept in his left. Cufflinks clip together the bottom of his sleeves unless the weather is warm, then he will roll the sleeves up to just below his elbows. If in a dangerous setting or on a mission, will have a standard sized revolver holstered to his left side of his hip.

Pretty much always wears his fedora.

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M a n n e r i s m

"Anosognosia"
CausePsychiatric trigger caused by years of isolation and limited contact with a selective group of people; had little exposure to the outside world other than interacting with other mental ill patients     EffectHas no realization that his behavior is abnormal or that he suffers from mental illnesses; feels that his reactions are 'normal' and has trouble understanding why others do not view him the same way

Aquaphobia
CauseNearly ten years of constant, reoccuring torture during hydrotherapy sessions; often bound and gagged before being inclosed in a hydrotherapy tub in an attempt to break him; wanting to use fear to control him     EffectSeverely afraid water; cannot stand the sight of large bodies of water or its smell for it triggers repressed memories forcing him into panic attacks as he sees water as being deadly; showers quickly and avoid traveling in rain

Delirium
CauseA physical dysfunction caused from traumatic shock, starvation, and insomnia     EffectDuring aggressive panic attacks, may hallucinate or suffer from crippling flashbacks; though visions normally last more than a minute

Panic Disorder
CauseGenerally caused by large bodies of water or being suddenly forced into a situation that causes him to face a fear     EffectGrows extremely anxious and paranoid; suffers from a variety of physical symptoms depending on the severity of the attack possibly resulting in vomiting and fainting; is exhausted afterwards and often feels ashamed

Psychogenic Amnesia
CauseBrain's natural attempt to repress scarring emotional trauma caused from nearly ten years of torture; situation-specific; a coping mechanism     EffectHas lost much of his memory regarding his past and identity; cannot remember anything before the age of nine; years in asylum are blurred as a result from his amnesia and constant druggings, but can vividly remember everything from his rehabilitation to present day

Repressed Memories
CauseCoping mechanism for his torture; lead to the development of his psychogenic amnesia; has the mental capability of remembering his past and true identity but the scarring emotional pain tied to it prevents him from mentally accepting it      EffectHates introductions as they are bitter reminders that he is not who he says he is; prone to nightmares and flashbacks; can faintly remember a blurred figure of a brunette woman who treats him tenderly in his dreams and becomes almost paralyzed at the memory of the sadistic doctor

Out of Character Notes

Cypher's works are based on historical fiction meaning that his life mimics today's modern society. While he holds no recollection of how exactly he became a stag in a magical Forest, he is very in-touch with his humanity. He chooses to continue to wear clothing since the familiarity brings comfort to him and despite fur, he feels 'nude' without it. He also had a habit of making references to real world media. He has the capability of crudely writing with his left hoof and has the ability to read. Can do math and has a solid understanding of science but his knowledge only spans to about high school level.

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E n G a r d e

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While he enjoys the thrill of a chase and a good brawl, confrontation is something Cypher will try to avoid if he can. The phase "his bark is worse than his bite" sums him up nicely. He will not hesitate to make snappy comments that often get taken as taunts, resulting in him getting punished for opening his mouth. At first, he will try his best to bargain with the opposing party to bide time as he tries to figure out a way to escape. If he cannot manage to slip away or talk his way out of a fight, he will stand his ground despite knowing it will end poorly for him. Unlike most men of his age, Cypher is on the scrawny side with very little muscle, making him agile and quick but causing him to get injured fairly easily. He knows proper fighting stances but lacks force to do serious harm unless a weapon is being used. He relies on his intelligence and quick thinking more than his body to protect him; often using the environment to his advantage.

The abuse he endured by the hands of Dr. Hayes have left him with a fairly high tolerance for pain. He is no masochist but he is capable of dealing with a beating. He hates the pathetic feeling that comes from failure, resulting in him often over pushing himself in attempts to "win" before finally being beaten enough to make him crawl away with his tail between his legs.

However, it has been noted that he tends to get a bit of a "thrill" from dangerous women. Being the gentleman he is, he very rarely ever becomes aggressive towards females, but if she asks for it... Or begs for it... Then sure, why not.

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W o r k s

Decypher - Season One

1. Hostile Hospitality
2. Silver Sliver
3. The Midnight Man
4. Triquetra Sorority
5. Dissociation
5.5. The Contract (Mini-Episode)
6. The Shallows
6.5. Saving Your City (Halloween Special)
6.6. Brimstone Road (Mini-Episode)
7. Ouroboros
7.5. Ashes
8. Emiliani Part I

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That was an accident that he morphed into with time.

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July 5, 2011 - 9:53am — Kumiko

"It is nothing... Nothing at

"It is nothing... Nothing at all. Just a memory."

Will yew tell me...? Quill's question burned his very soul. Tell her?

Tell her what?
Tell her the truth behind his insanity?
About who he really was?

No, that was not him. Even in his weakest of moments, Cypher needed to remain a secret. Typically he could remain cool and collective but the water always won over him. To him, nothing was worse than knowingly watching his life end before his very eyes. The voice squealed with pleasure at his inner pain. It loved it. It fed off of it. It begged for him to explore the suppressed memory farther for it hungered for revenge against him for his night of socialization.

"No, it's fine," he quietly replied. He sat his vest down on a rock near the water's edge as he began to remove other forms of clothing. First was the tie that slide off easily from around his neck. Then came the button-up shirt. And finally the fedora. With all the articles removed, he could begin to properly wash them, but he kept his eyes fixed on the pond's center.

Just in case.

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July 5, 2011 - 10:02am — ocean

"If yew say so. Memories

"If yew say so. Memories ain't kind things," Quill murmured, wincing. She knew the power of memories well too.

A flash of a knife. Somebody was yelling. Somebody had grabbed her, was holding her--
Quill shook them off too. They were just dreams, right? Maybe a little bit vivid, but that's all they were. The feisty little deer wasn't about to let some stupid dream haunt her. Picking up her head after realizing she had lowered it, she trotted into the water near Cypher and grabbed a drink as he took off the clothes. The water went down icy cold and she winced.

I am sorry.

Which, of course, Quill figured was a lie. The little red deer laughed to herself and rolled her eyes, walking back to her friend. Lowering her head to sniff the clothes, a wicked idea suddenly crossed her mind. Maybe it'll lighten the mood... she thought to herself. With a flash of a grin, she grabbed the fedora and took off with it towards the Twin Gods. Once there, she pranced and threw the hat onto the top of her head with a flick. The fact that it succeeded surprised her and she laughed, still grinning wickedly as she waited.

"Yew want yer hat back, Cyph?" she called out, taunting him and following it with a little wink.

July 5, 2011 - 10:21am — Kumiko

He had dipped the vest into

He had dipped the vest into the cool water to begin to let it soak. As he turned his head to grab the next piece, he noticed that his fedora was missing. Yew want yer hat back, Cyph? Quill's taunts echoed over the hillside as she strutted along, somewhat shaking her hips with each step as she bounced around.

"What the bloody hell?!" he blurted as he let his accent slip again. "Quit pissing around."

He rose to his feet as he watched her tease him from new the statues. His hat was bigger than her whole head. It dangled over the side as she gave him a playful wink. A cross look embraced his face, but yet.... the corner of his lips raised slight.

Had he.... Did he...? No he could not have had...? Or did he...

... Just smile...?

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July 5, 2011 - 10:28am — ocean

Quill let out a loud burst of

Quill let out a loud burst of laughter, shaking as she noticed his accent come back.

"Yew don' seem to be racin' ta get it back, Cyph. Mebbe I'll jus'...keep it." Quill winked again, letting the hat flop off her head. She picked it up in her mouth instead and winked once more, prancing by the statues. With a rear, she took off down the hill, racing past him with the hat somehow in her grip. How she managed not to trip over it was practically a miracle.

This time she paused across from the pond and threw the hat back on her head. It was rather hard to see now, with it at the wrong angle. Stumbling, she managed to tilt her head and fix it in the correct position so she could see him. A wide grin spread across her face as she called to him.

"Yeh, I'll definitely keep it!" she cried.

July 5, 2011 - 10:41am — Kumiko

Clearing his throat, Cypher

Clearing his throat, Cypher pushed his accent back down in his throat. It was hard to see but from behind his eye mask, embarrassment flushed his cheeks. He still was unsure as to why he was ashamed of the way he speech sounded, but he was. Probably due to how "improper" it sounded.

"Yes yes yes... You have had your fun," His eyebrows were twisted about on his forehead. "Fun" was still foreign to him. He was unsure if he had used the term correctly or not and seemed confused as to how to read her new body behavior. "I shall take that back, thank you very much."

Leaning towards her direction, he snapped his teeth at the hat.

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July 5, 2011 - 10:51am — ocean

"Too slow, Cyph!" she

"Too slow, Cyph!" she grinned, leaping out of the way as he snapped at the hat. She trotted up the side of the bank and started down at him, as if daring him to come after her. Quill trotted in a small circle with the hat, tossing it up in the air once.

"Yew see, I gotta teach yew how ta have fun! Tsk, tsk. Come on, Cypher-stick-in-tha-mud. Yew won' getcher hat back by standin' there an' makin' weak attempts." With a wicked chuckle, she took off in the direction of the Oak, still wearing the hat like a trophy, despite it looking utterly silly covering her entire head.

She wasn't about to give it up easily. Not until Cypher lightened up a bit.

Once she hit the Oak, she started looking around for a good place to hide it. Now where wouldn't he see it if he looked...? Suddenly, she nodded. Perfect.

{{Ah, poor Cypher. xD}}

July 6, 2011 - 5:27am — Kumiko

Cypher stood ankle deep in

Cypher stood ankle deep in the pond's water as his eyes followed her flushed body run about the hillside. He looked over to his left to see his vest and shirt bloating with water as they floated softly on the surface. The dirt and grass was being eaten away by the current, but his clothes were in no shape to be worn. Again, he turned to his right to see Quill disappearing into the Forest; his fedora hopping upon her head. Groaning, his shoulders sagged as he snarled at the idea of running about without anything on. Despite being covered from head to toe with fur, he felt nude and primitive without anything on.

What choice did he have though? To simply put it, Quill left him without a choice.

"Goddamn it..." he mumbled as he heaved himself out of the water, looking back to ensure his outfit was securely set in place by a few stones. He would have to return later to retrieve them and dry them.

His bleached pelt glistened in the sunlight. He began to chase after her. He reached the Old Oak, that greeted him with a blaring sound, and began to look for her. Knowing that she had been here, he figure she could not have gone far, but she was no where to be seen.

"Quill?" he called out. His head turned side to side as he began to circle the ancient tree. His nose winkling at its tip while he tried to catch onto her scent. "Where the bloody hell are you?"

(Also, I just got MSN not too long ago. Do you use it?)

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July 6, 2011 - 5:41am — ocean

(I do, I'm just not on

(I do, I'm just not on always. xD c:)

Quill finished hiding the hat just as the stag approached the Oak. With a wicked grin, she came out of the very front of it, her head tilted to the side.

"'Ey, somethin' wrong, Cyph? Yew look a mess. Hmm...Mebbe you lost somethin'?" The teasing tone edged her voice, but she attempted to keep her eyes innocent. Her ears pulled forward as if she were listening for a response. With a blink, she sat down, looking around as if she could spot whatever he had lost. Her small body hardly covered the entrance to the Oak, but it did provide a small block.

"I ain't seein' it, whatever it is...Hm. What could it be? Mebbe I could help ya look fer it, Cyph? I gotta say, I'm pretty good at findin' things..." Quill whistled a soft tune, glancing around. She heaved herself up and began to look around. Suddenly, she glanced at the Oak and widened her eyes. As if to betray that look, she winked with her back turned to him.

"Oh! Cyph...I remember somethin' strange in there somewhere. Mebbe it's whatever yew lost...?" she asked, eyebrows rising and flashing him her characteristic wicked grin. All of a sudden, she realized his clothes were missing and began to laugh. To her credit, she tried hard to stifle it, but it burst out anyway.

"Yew goin' in tha buff, Cyph? 'Course, doesn' really count 'round here..." she snorted, managing a sort of girlish giggle that was incredibly abnormal for her.

July 6, 2011 - 6:02am — Kumiko

(Yeah, I don't expect myself

(Yeah, I don't expect myself to be on too much either, but I figured why the hell not? I'm on now if matters.)

"Oh god!" Cypher yelled while he somewhat rose to his hind legs. His front legs batting away at the air in attempts to defend himself against an airy enemy. Years of being forced to endure paranormal phenomenons left him somewhat on the edge. Despite his suave attitude, he could be easily startled. It was a fact he was not pleased to admit. Someone of his age and with his background was always seen impossible to surprise, but in the right conditions, he could be caught off guard. "Quit fannying around! he scolded as he caught his breath. His pale cheeks gaining a small shade of color from embarrassment. His blackened bangs hung down above his forehead as he continued to peer at her.

"You know damn well what I lost, you little thief," His face brightened from more embarrassment as he realized she was not much different than him. A thief stole from a thief, how ironic the world could be at times. His ears flattened against his bushy fur as he let out a frustrating sigh, "Goddamn it..."

As he brooded over the situation, the doe's laughter erupted before him. His head tilted to his side in confusion as his brow rose. It took a second for him to realize the source of continuous giggles. He looked down at himself. Fully exposed minus the mask he still wore around his eyes. His head lowered as the pressure weighted down on him. Fan-bloody-tastic... I must look like a bloody stripper...

Inside his head, the voice crackled with amusement. It was not use to this type of pain - the pain of social shame. It enjoyed it. Lapping up every drop of his humiliation like a vampire sucking on blood.

"I hope you're pleased with yourself..." he crossly looked at her.

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July 6, 2011 - 6:13am — ocean

Cypher's performance made

Cypher's performance made Quill laugh even harder. "Ehhh, can you describe this objec' for me, mister?" she asked, faking innocent doe eyes once more. However, it was belied by her constant giant grin. She laid further down, looking up at him and watching.

"I don' remember stealin' anythin', Cyph...Nope. Mebbe yer just hallucinatin'." Quill appeared to look shocked, as if she believed he really was. "Mebbe yew need ta lie down, Cyph." With a look of concern, she leaped up, trying to shepherd him towards the pond. "Mebbe yew've gotta fever. Better getchew ta the pond right away!" she mumbled, letting out small bursts of laughter every once in awhile.

When Quill noticed his embarrassment, she smiled more kindly and rubbed up against his leg. "Don'cha worry. Yer jus' gonna attract all them straight lady does in the surroundin' area like that. Eh, wouldn't wanna lose yew in a cluster of squealin' does now!" Quill laughed softly, rolling her eyes. Leaning her head on him to reassure him, she motioned to the Oak.

"Jus' havin' a bit a fun with yew, Cyph. Yew need ta lighten up someday! Yer hat's in there, but I'll get it if yew don' wanna go back in, " she offered.

July 6, 2011 - 6:51am — Kumiko

The stag stared at her as she

The stag stared at her as she circled around him like a border collie urging a sheep to move onward. He flinched at her sudden touch as she rubbed against his twiggy leg. Yer jus' gonna attract all them straight lady does in the surroundin' area like that He rolled his eyes at her statement, "Yes because so many are lined up." Yet as she spoke, he felt a faint tug on his stoned heart. Nonetheless, he pushed the thought aside and stepped into the oak to get his hat.

He winced as the tree's hum drummed within his ears. In the shadows, he could see his fedora's silhouette outlined by the few rays of sun that slivered inside. Grabbing it, he tossed it into the air and caught it upon his head before exiting the tree.

"Do not fret. I took care of the duty that needed to be done."

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July 6, 2011 - 7:19am — ocean

"Only missin' yer long line

"Only missin' yer long line of followin' lady does 'cause yew haven' been here long 'nuff," Quill stated with absolute certainty. Quill watched him go in with a smile. He really was a nut. Didn't know how to have fun, pffa!

When he came out, she faked doe eyes and said in a breathy voice, "Mah hero! So brave..." After which, she winked and laughed loudly, returning to her normal look. However, her eyes glittered with warmth. All he needed was to lighten up and he'd be just fine around here.

After glancing him over, she looked back at the pond.

"We better get yew dressed or risk yew gettin' jumped by some fanatical wimmin," Quill stated, smiling again. With a flick of her tail, she began to bound towards the pond.

July 6, 2011 - 7:32am — Kumiko

(Fuuuuuu I minimized the

(Fuuuuuu I minimized the Forest. Well I do need to head to bed soon since I have work in the morning. So I apologize for Cypher's sudden disappearance. He does not like leaving a lady alone without a proper exit and a tip of his hat, but I don't think I'll be back in the Forest since I'll be in bed within the next half an hour. I hope that's ok with you.)

Quill's playful swoons only caused the stag to sigh in humiliation, "Yeah, uhuh. Let's just go."

The two trotted back towards the pond as he pouted. By the time they had arrived, his clothes were fully clean but were sobbing wet. They would need to try before he would be able to wear them again. Using his teeth, he tossed the shirt and vest into a near by weeping willow tree and stretched the material out across the sagging branches.

"It will take awhile for them to air dry. What shall we do till then?"

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July 6, 2011 - 7:37am — ocean

((I wondered what happened!

((I wondered what happened! xD It's perfectly fine. Quill will just stalk poor Eiros instead. 8D))

Quill rolled her eyes. "Yer a nutcase, Cypher," she muttered. "Really nutty."

As she followed him down the embankment, she noted exactly where he put the clothes. With a grin, she leaped up, but unfortunately fell rather short of her goal. With a pretend pout, she splashed into the water and grabbed a drink, thinking.

"'Ey, I mentioned mushrooms...Mebbe I could innerduce yew ta spells?" Quill asked, once she lifted her head from getting the drink. She looked at him sideways, waiting for his answer.

July 6, 2011 - 8:21am — Kumiko

"Spells?" Cypher looked down

"Spells?" Cypher looked down at her with confusion. "Do you all partake in witchcraft?"

(Damn that's a short reply. I have no idea what else to say.)

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July 12, 2011 - 12:32am — Shiori

DON'T BE POLITE TO IT CYPH,

DON'T BE POLITE TO IT CYPH, GOD XDD

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July 12, 2011 - 2:46am — Kumiko

I can't believe he managed to

I can't believe he managed to win. Neath is like his ultimate fear but he still pulled threw.

I'm proud of that bastard!

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July 16, 2011 - 9:39am — Kumiko

Attempt to CSS this up, but

Attempt to CSS this up, but there's some errors occurring. I'm too tired to fix them at the moment, but here's the slightly new design.

Also, I think Cypher's personality is going to need a good looking over. Thanks to Quill, Shika, and Migisi... This jackass got a small itty bitty tiny heart.

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July 25, 2011 - 5:53am — Kumiko

Bumped for a now fully

Bumped for a now fully updated biography with a much cleaner look.

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July 27, 2011 - 10:07am — Graveyard

*installs the Nightmare

*installs the Nightmare Virus* 8U *totally tracking this* I love how you have his bio setup :3

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"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"

July 27, 2011 - 8:21pm — Kumiko

Haha thanks. It actually

Haha thanks.

It actually took a bit to get working properly because at first, it kept trying to actually fill in the text boxes with usernames and passwords. The information itself was not sent any where since I only had the coding for the inbox and submit button, but I did not want people to be afraid.

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July 30, 2011 - 11:12am — Kumiko

Shameless bump for the

Shameless bump for the addition of a soundtrack.

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July 30, 2011 - 11:28am — Graveyard

Sounds like it was quite the

Sounds like it was quite the task... and Ooooooooooooooooo~ Soundtrack

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"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"

August 5, 2011 - 9:56am — BouncyDeer1

Tracking now =]

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Thank you Kaoori for this drawing!Natali looks beautiful =D

September 5, 2011 - 10:40am — GuardianGhost

"Stranger... Your face will

"Stranger... Your face will never be forgotten"
This is a track. Awesome bio btw.

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siggy by Pegasicorn

September 5, 2011 - 10:48am — 010

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September 5, 2011 - 11:29am — Kumiko

"Never be forgotten, you say?

"Never be forgotten, you say? Perhaps it would be best to forget me."

And thank you.

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September 12, 2011 - 1:13am — ShikaTale

I have never tracked this..or

I have never tracked this..or have I?
Hehe..I've been stalking this without you knowing it xD but now I think I'll track

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September 20, 2011 - 8:53pm — Dampir

I think that he was on

I think that he was on playground with two fawns today, was he?
Pretty bio (:

September 20, 2011 - 8:52pm — Dampir

Oops double comment ;/

September 20, 2011 - 9:00pm — Kumiko

Yeah, that was him. He saw

Yeah, that was him. He saw the zombie pelt and got curious.

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September 26, 2011 - 11:23am — RiverCatRa

"Well...hello to you...may be

"Well...hello to you...may be this will be ok, if I will be here for some time? " - said a blue stag with raven mask.
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Saburo Biography

September 26, 2011 - 12:05pm — Kumiko

Sighing as he turned his sore

Sighing as he turned his sore shoulders towards the sound of the voice, the clothed stag leaned heavily against the tree. "Ayo," he spoke with a slight hint of his English accent. Tipping his fedora to the raven stag as he greeted. "Do as you please, sir."

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September 26, 2011 - 12:24pm — RiverCatRa

"You...something wrong , I

"You...something wrong , I see...whats happned? " - blue stag sat and looked at the light stag.
"So you don't care who will be with you. Right?" - softly said he. He was a just wonder about behavior of other stag.
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also...let me know, if in my text will be something not understandable xD

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Saburo Biography

September 26, 2011 - 1:02pm — Kumiko

The events from the other

The events from the other night flashed before Cypher's eyes. Causing his head to swirl from the intense pressure caused from exhaustion and reoccurring blood loss. Most of the memories were just blurs full of fur and bright colors, but he still held a solid grasp on it. "Chaos, my good man," he said sternly as it was the first word that jumped into his mind regarding describing the prior events. "Long story short... I was jumped." He curled his stiffen legs closer to his body as he allowed himself to sag. The brow above his bruised eye rose in bewilderment at the blue stag's final question, "Eh, I suppose so?"

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September 26, 2011 - 4:53pm — RiverCatRa

Saburo felt, like he can't to

Saburo felt, like he can't to help this stag. He seemed in own thoughts.
"Chaos...isn't good for health. Well, it was a nice to meet you, stranger. Get well please. I hope in our next meet you will be more healthy..."-he make a full bow, and leaved.

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Saburo Biography

September 26, 2011 - 7:55pm — Kumiko

As the stag rested, covered

As the stag rested, covered in cuts and bruises with the faint coloring of dried blood on his fur, he could not help but give a brief, deep chuckle. Chaos...isn't good for health...No shit.

He watched and saw the blue stag rise to leave. A small rush of guilt stabbed at Cypher. How rude of it of him to be so blunt with the newcomer. "Cypher," he called out towards the figure wandering away, "My name is Cypher, and who might you be, good sir?" He through the question onto the end of his sentence, trying to make amends for his lack ethics. While he might have been in pain, it was no excuse.

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September 26, 2011 - 10:45pm — ShikaTale

o.O" Cyph is on? I was

o.O" Cyph is on? I was playing as my Blackbird character until I noticed him, your on early today ^^

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September 26, 2011 - 11:14pm — Norwegiandoll

Tracking on this account as

_{Tracking on this account as welll.

Heika is going to be watching Cypher, quite carefully rofl}

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_{Side account to Mr.Sanguine.}

October 21, 2011 - 8:47pm — Rutilus

Stalking.

October 21, 2011 - 11:24pm — AliceV

and the favour returned...

October 24, 2011 - 12:39pm — AliceV

psst. Wanted to inform you,

psst.
Wanted to inform you, that I got me your msn, just in case you wonder...

October 24, 2011 - 9:22pm — Kumiko

I've added you as well and

I've added you as well and figured I probably should let you know that I might not be on much during the time frame you are on.

I work full time, meaning I generally only get two days a week to where I can be in the Forest during the afternoon. Otherwise, I normally do not get a chance to get on until late at night, though I'm always lurking the community site.

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October 24, 2011 - 9:46pm — AliceV

wel.. ihave no idea in what

wel.. ihave no idea in what time zome you sit... and what is 'late night' for me here then...
... but for me it is usually the same |D *has so no regular sleep anyways*

October 25, 2011 - 2:17am — Kumiko

I liven on the East Coast in

I liven on the East Coast in America. So Eastern time; it's currently 8:17pm where I am.

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October 25, 2011 - 2:40am — AliceV

oi... hm not entirely sure

oi... hm not entirely sure but i do believe that are six ours difference then |D

October 28, 2011 - 3:25pm — Sighthoundlady

I wondered why this wasn't

I wondered why this wasn't showing up on my track list. Because I wasn't tracking it. Doh!

*remedied.*

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November 3, 2011 - 3:34am — Siellby

interesting character

November 3, 2011 - 12:41pm — Kumiko

Thank you everyone for the

Thank you everyone for the reply.

I have made some adjustments to the biography, including finally udating his personality to match what he is now compared to what I imagined he would be and giving a better physical description of him. Fan art has been updated on top of the relationship tab. A fighter's chart has been included and I added a "writing" section.

Carry on!

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November 6, 2011 - 1:32am — cicadia

The Endless Forest

You want to see me crash. {Cypher} Want to see me burn.