Chantico's backstory. I'll be posting it in small chapters as it's unfinished and quite long.
Please excuse my lack of organization. May add art all along, not all that sure yet.
Warning, may contain adult language and violence.

Would anyone like to rp with my Mai? c:

Just wondering, would any of you guys be willing to teach me CSS? I never really got it, and it feels like I've never really gotten a chance to develop my characters because if it. I have a feeling that perhaps it isn't as hard as I think....

I know CSS can't really be "taught" in that sense, because there's lots of different aspects of it, but even a simple one would be fine.

Love you guys <3

Hey guys, just wanted to share some photos from some awesome alpacas in 84 Pennsylvania. Yes, the town is actually called 84.

So these are the 84 Alpacas. Enjoy

Ok, so as of now several of my OCs and fancharacters are up for adoption to anyone who is willing to actively use them. They deserve someone who will use them more than once every two years like I tend to. :/

- Tiralarc: See me about this guy as he doesn't even have a bio yet.
A soldier from the cavalry. Complament character to Driftwood, who was already adopted out.
- Nightgale: A deaf-mute doe. She is small and dark, having the nightfall pelt, violet palm mask, and peacock feathers. She often communicates by writing in the soil and sand.

Considering also adopting out these guys, but I haven't decided yet.

- Seto Kaiba: Corporate Scumbag, richer than you ever will hope to be.
- Neurotoxin/Morality: A doe who had been hit by a truck heading to a science lab. They turned her into a cybourg with advanced technology to keep her alive, though the AI of her new robot-half often overlaps her normal mind. She has a bit of a GLaDOS personality when the AI is in charge.
- Sarah Kerrigan: The Queen of Blades. Such an awesome and evil character, but one I haven't used nearly enough to justify having her on my roster. Only to be taken by a starcraft fan who will RP her seriously.

Yeah...I had to...I keep seeing all these blogs, and it was so tempting.

Do forgive me if I take more than a month to get all of these finished...SAT's suck ): plus college applications, plus life...

Note:
I don't plan on posting any of these until their corresponding date, just so everyone knows! But I will be updating it in case you're curious on how close I am to at least completing requests.

Note 2:
As I predicted, I ran out of time to complete requests. I'm hoping the rest will be completed within the month. If not, do forgive me ;-; I need some time before I can start up again for dog personal reasons. I promise they'll get done someday! |D



1. Bealo (finished) - x
2. Nadya (finished)- x
3. Daelios (finished) - x
4. Kauna (finished) - x
5. Alina (finished) - x
6. Verve (finished) - x
7. Flyleaf (finished) - x
8. Shadow (finished) - x
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[=darkgreen]It started out so ordinary...I found Ourania besides a sleeping mini-deer, casting pelt spells. At first, I assumed she was peacocking (which seems cruel, on a mini-deer), until she passed that pelt by with only a shake of her head. It turns out my friend was aiding her, and I joined in until we had it! The deer rose and thanked us, and soon Sage appeared on the scene to join our group...
Which was disrupted when Oura left, and the deer we aided went back to sleep...

Leaving a fawn, Sage, and myself. My heart beat faster, my head felt hot, light and heavy at once....
And the world began to turn around me, the sky, the trees, her features all twirling around, in a world that seemed distant and removed. Only Sage remained, just barely, in my focus as I felt so small and overwhelmed by the sky.... It was then I realized...Regardless of what I say, regardless of what I do...I care for Sage. It was a strange thought to have, then: but it seemed to me that just being near her sent me somewhere in a lighter air, filling my lungs with the aether of her scent. I whirl about to chase it -- to chase her, ever-spinning center of the world...

This was the point where I realized that what I was feeling was not love, but rather some manner of vertigo-inducing fever. I realized this when I collapsed into a shaking pile, passed out on the ground.
I tried to rouse myself again, but the world merely kept spinning until I could not maintain my grip on my stomach's contents (to put it delicately), and collapsed again.

After a while, I awoke again to find the spinning had stopped. Sage was sitting beneath a tree, watching over me...But no sooner had I wobbled my way to her did I faint once more. Flitting back into conciousness took a little less time, but...My vision made no sense. I am pretty sure there were not two of me there -- though maybe there was. I only know what I saw, but my phantom went away after a while. He had looked at me so disapprovingly...