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Name: Unknown. Mostly known as Joker.
Titles; "The 'Joker'"
Age: Young, inexperienced adult.
Set: Kabuki pelt, real deer antlers, laughing mask.
Speaks in: #E18B6B
Love: None.
Personality: Manipulative, humourous, proud, bold, trusting, playful.
Relationships: None so far.
Feel free to RP.
Track
track~
A pale gray colored doe was
A pale gray colored doe was walking around the Ruins one evening. She observed the old tombstones, and suddenly came across one with her name on it. Her name "Daniella" was horribly scratched in the stone, like a child had done it. A halo of white flowers fell over the tombstone and a candle was layed out in front of it.
Daniella blinked a bit and wondered why someone would do that to a gravestone and if they were talking about her. Daniella sighed and lied down next to the stone, gazing at the little flicker of light from the candle.
(Aaaaaaand track XD. Sorry for the small post, but I can't think straight right now lol. )
@BrokenSaint & Kitty08: Thank
@Bayleen:
The stag pranced around the gravestones merrily, temporairily oblivious to his surroundings. A joyful grin was lit up on his face, as always. He shook his antlers to and fro as he hummed absently. His fur ruffled gently as he hopped about.
The humming stopped abruptly and his wide eyes peered down, as he recognised the shape of a deer next to a gravestone. "Hello, there. May I ask what you are doing?" He tilted his head, a puzzled frown on his face as he pondered on why on earth someone lie down in a graveyard, unless they were dead, of course...
At this thought he gave a little shudder, but was reassured as he saw the rise and fall of the body.
Daniella glanced up at the
Daniella's long, curled chocolatey brown hair fell in front of her face, making it hard for Joker to see her very clearly.
After a few moments of silence between them, Daniella spoke, her voice faint and light.
"Just...just sitting here...on what appears to be my grave..."
sorry to interup but Track
but Track ^^