I'll reserve this post for anything to do with the Buster horn situation, for any that are interested.

Current state: coming along nicely!



Hopefully shearing time soon! I'll post more when that happens. The boys look quite different after the wool comes off.

Hello, its The Angel. I see that some of you veterans have really amazing pages, biographies, and art, located in your pages! Some are black, some are pink, but its custom made! How is it done? Id love to learn!

-The Angel “Schizo Deer”

Nipped in nocturnally (as usual) a couple of nights ago. I would have posted these last night but I was away elsewhere in Wales visiting a friend.

Instanciated and before long met up with P and Petaldance, always good to see familiar deer (not that I am averse to meeting unfamiliar ones of course).



I got new pyjamas cast on me, which seems to happen a lot these days (and which I absolutely don't mind, it's nice trying on different pyjamas. And everyone is super polite and leaves me my beloved horns). Perhaps I should add "horse" to my already unweildy litany of descriptive species. Clothes horse lol.



With this pelt on I look like 50p Saater lol



And this one makes me look like I ought to have udders and start mooing. Not that I mind that, of course, I am rather partial to everything bovine after all.



There was a quick round of arboreal interpenetration



and then it was off to the drinking fountain to get naked and drink the trippy water.



Before long we were therefore all high. About three metres high, approximately, and all avian.

I have a massive headache writing this. I had lost my identity before I was even known and I almost considered shutting the game down to ignore my social experiment. I wish I had taken a picture of the brown deer with the “clown nose” who helped me find my Owl Mask back, the face I decided to outwardly project him as. The HOST. He is 1 of 5 audibly heard voices inside of my head, and could be my saving grace sometimes. He will always gatekeep 12 oclock position where his voice is projected at volumes heard even when trying to sleep. I wish we could tell this “Clown” how grateful we are to finally identify HOST into the game, as an Owl Mask. I have been feeling really really good lately, so HOST has been most audible.

Accompanied with us, I saw her. A Veteran, and possibly one of the second best encounters I’ve had in a game that feels like a TRUE HOME. “P”. Their sigil, a prominent character of their name, glowed brightly when we played around with different masks on my face, The Clown, rolling in play each mask that displayed over my face. I felt like each voice had came through all at once, greeting these deer in their own characters, just as i hear them every second. I was almost tear filled, when P bestowed a beautiful rack of antlers, White, Red, and Black tipped. It wasn't as grand as the antlers for the Angel, But the Secretary antlers fit the style of HOST’s protective aura when I talk to myself. Now, I dont have to feel alone when I never have anyone to talk to.

When the Clown disappeared, P cried. She had lots of fun frolicking around, when she bestowed a skin for me. But when I felt overwhelmed by the argument eating inside my head, i laid. And P stood over me, protecting me just like HOST.

We shall meet again.

-The Angel

Note: I will figure out to import images soon enough. For now, I hope I am a Descriptive True story teller.

I woke up as a fawn in the game, played with one of the Blue Sister Twins, where i first paid respects to the red coat deer, and was greeted and acknowledged by the Gods near the drinking fountain. I have been blessed and welcomed to the endless forest family.

When i came on by myself, i laid with the Red Coat deer for a short while, when i saw a group of 4 teenage deer playing by twin rocks. 2 of them had peacock manes, yet different coats. One Red coat peacock mane, and one blue coat peacock mane. The 'maned twins' were playing with a grey "monkey deer", and a brown masked buck.

We danced like no tomorrow! They seemed so happy to see a new face. I wonder what they named me. Dancing, braying, and even bowing to respect one another, our fun was fulfilling.

And when i was all tired out, i rested next to the Peacock themed Deer, "PeaFaun", sleeping next to the twin rocks. We snuggled endlessly. -"The Angel Faun"

Note: I shall use the masks to identify each alter that took place in me that day.

every time I try to connect, it tells me my network status is error. Does anyone know if there is anything I can do about this?

Name: Jeweleye / Nickname: Julius Oculus / Gender: Male / Size: #17 / Age: Immortal / Birthday: May 29th, 2010 / Location: Sunlit Mushroom Circle /
Scent: Lemongrass, Atlas Cedar, Citrus Candles, Orange Blossom, etc. / Relatives: Octavius Jeweleye II (jeweleye2) - Younger Brother. / Widmung - Successor

Peaceful / Curious / Kind / Loyal / Protective / Courteous / Wise / Fierce Defender / Reverent Guardian

A long time ago, in the year 2010, a young fawn with ASD had discovered a peaceful world, known as The Endless Forest, A game like no other. He immersed himself as a deer avatar, curious about his surroundings in the tranquil forest. He travelled all over the Forest, visiting the monumental landmarks and seeing their natural resources. A place near the stone bridge and pond lies a mushroom circle cascaded by rays of sunlight, glowing next to a field of Hyacinth flowers. He calls this place home. A name was given to his strong sense of power, which allowed him to observe things with his invisible, treasured multi-gems in his eyes. A gifted ability that enables him to identify players for miles through the heart of the Forest. His name is Jeweleye.

Origin and Early Life

Born on May 29th, 2010, Jeweleye was introduced as the second generation of players in The Endless Forest.

Instanciated last night and found myself not on my favourite hill! I must have forgotten to return there before logging out the previous night. Or my deer got bored and wandered off there on his own.



There was nobody around conscious, as had been the case on the previous two nights. My fault for the unsociable hours in which I usually end up visiting the forest. Never mind, it's always nice to have a little stroll, and I thought I'd visit the fountain, not been in a while.

I arrived and was soon my naked deer self.



Time to play a little beastie roulette, let's drink the water and see what I become...



A bat! I fluttered around a bit and almost immediately flew outside the circle, losing my bathood. I went for another drink and this time I was...



A squirrel!

Then, as I was being a squirrel, a thought occurred to me: I wonder what would happen if I...



Oh so *that's* how you do that!



I had seen pictures of others in that seemingly anomalous state and wondered how it was done. Mystery solved!

My time at the fountain over I thought I'd continue my stroll, only to find myself naked *outside* the mushroom circle for some reason.



Perhaps the gods were shaming me for my anomalous transgression. A quick appearance load restored my set, and I thought it prudent to go and have a pray at the statues to cleanse my soul.



There, all pure and lovely. White as a sheep. My boys would approve.