Seemingly random question, but I got an idea and I need you guys to flesh it out. So what's your favorite flower or plant in general?

Hey, everydeer!
If you see me posting comments under a different account name, it's because I've got a friend staying over for an undetermined amount of time and we share a computer atm. He's getting better over a flue so he needed some TLC, the poor dear TwT ('cause we both live alone and all)
Anyway, so we sometimes plain forget to log into our own accounts because I'm an airhead and he's got a brain full of snot XD;;
So yeah, don't be alarmed if you suddenly get a happy, cheery message from the Slenderman or if I suddenly say something relentlessly creepy XD

This newsflash was brought to you by a Chickenwhite who's running on low sugar and headaches and a Slenderman who's ironically sick as hell. (Let's hope the REAL deal ain't stalking us XD)

Hey all! I've been a little busy lately so I might not be here or in the forest as much. I will be replying to any roleplays I'm in whenever I'm on though. C: There just might be a few days between each reply, haha. lD;;; Just a heads up!

Thanks!

BYE~

Name: Jfika
Title: Dark Song Queen
Pictogram: Unavailable
Gender: Doe
Species: Mule deer
Age: Young Adult (20 human years)
First appearance: August 24, 2012
Size: 7 http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/apeldille/hjortstorlekar_frg-1.png
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Scent: wild pear, slight cinnamon and a hint of pine
Reference Sheet: In progress
TEF Form: http://shinopa.deviantart.com/#/d5g132p


Bio:
Born to noble parents, Jfika lost her way within the first month of her life. Having had lost her parents she hid underneath the large tree and tried to keep contact with at least a couple of other fawns. She learned to live on her own soon after.
Besides the fact that she has not seen her parents since, she is determined to build a family of her own, entitled to keep them close. She feels unfortunate to have been unable to find such a thing, but has not lost hope. Gently, loving and motherly, Jtika is one of a kind.

Ok... This is my first day and im not sure how to start playing... lol i am so hopeless! Anyway if anyone can help me please do!

~ When life gives you lemons, make ~
~ orange juice and let everyone else ~
~ figure out the the heck you did it! ~

Through my years on the internet, I've seen the scourge of mankind. The most depraved, revolting, obscene and unpleasant individuals the human race has to offer...

Marra is also known as the faceless fawn, The fur and skin was torn from her face because of a hunter's dog when she was a day old; Thus she wears the mask. She cast a spell apon herself to lock on steel like antlers for protection, even though it makes her look a bit male she does'nt care but at special times of prayer she takes off the antlers and replaces them with red poppy flowers. She has a scar on her shoulder,throat,and front left leg from the silver bullets that missed her by an inch; She sometimes suggests she is protected by the gods. (This young fawn believes in the gods to keep her mothers promise.) She has a spotted pelt and a black tail tip, 3 silver rings on half torn ear, Sea foam green eyes, and one blind eye.
Her attitude isn't the best, not very social, nor very polite either. This fawn gives most that pass her the cold shoulder but she can speak if she thinks of it nessesary. She is rude,serious,harsh,and aggressive. She likes to spend her time near the pond or the crying statue connected to that, weather its resting in the yellow flowers or gazing apon the swampy waters.
This fawn is particularly skinny but strong willed, born to fight she doesn't back down in a fight weather the opponent is a full grown buck or another fawn.
(EDIT: She chooses to wear the poppy flowers or the great argus/key antlers depending on her mood.)

Golden bars of light filtered through the upper canopy and settled into warm pools on the forest floor. In one of these pools could be found a particular small and grey stag laying on his side. Long black hair was spread around him as he drowsily watched dust particles dancing in the sunbeams, completely peaceful and undisturbed until a bug zoomed through it and made them swirl crazily.
He didn't quite know where he was except that he'd passed the big brown shape that made humming noises when he made his short trek to this patch of sunlight. The partially exposed side of his face felt a little too warm so he rolled over onto his other side and pulled off his mask with his knees to let it air out--he hadn't been socialized enough to feel embarrassed or ashamed by his facial injury.

BLOGFUL OF LOVE, IN IT'S MOST CHEEZY, BRAINMELTING, TOOTH-BREAKING WAY THAT MAKES FUNNY CUTE KITTEN PICTURES GO REAL PALE. Though, they sure are quite sweet too, are they not...?
GIVE YOUR DEAREST FOREST BEBS AND BUBS AND BOUNCEYS OR YOUR GOLDFISH GEORGE A GOOD, LOVING HEADBITE OR JUST SHYLY, BLUSHING GIVE THEIR NOSE A GENTLE LICK. JUST TO MAKE SURE THEY KNOW YOU WUWS THEM OR THAT THEY MAY BE HAVING A CREEP AFTER THEM AND THEY MIGHT WANT TO WATCH THEIR BACK A LITTLE BETTER...
AND IF YOU'RE NOW THINKING THAT WTF, YOU DON'T HAVE ANY FRIENDS HERE. PHAW, I'M SURE THERE ARE PEOPLE YOU WOULD LIKE BEING BUDDIEBUDS WITH SO TAKE THE FIRST STEP AND POST SOMETHING NICE FOR THEM, WHO WOULDN'T BE DELIGHTED?
MORE LOVE, LESS HATE.

I refuse to take the responsibility of any possible headwounds or sore noses if someone's tongue happens to be like cats'. [no seriously, I got real scratches on top of my nose when my cat was taking a bit too good care of my face with his tongue]















AAAAH NARINA'S HEAD. *plap*