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Anima (new charrie)

made a new durr '3' this time its a design thats in the game (sept for the tail)


female fawn until she grows up a month after i join :B


name: anima (a-nih-muh) pronounced like animal except without the l
nicknames:
ani (ah-nee)

name meaning: i really loved this word, because it means spirit, soul, or essence. its used for animal or animation in some modern languages. i chose it for her because in a way i wanted a character (kind of like a persona) to resemble my beliefs and myself kind of. i really do believe (all) animals have souls just the same as a human. its a big deal for me.

age: 7 (15 in human years)

bio: born in the forest, she's no different than any other deer. she really loves to search for bugs, go birdwatching, run around, have races, wrestle, go swimming, hang out with other species, or even turn into one! she doesn't care if she's not one in a million, or even one in two. she wears her mask because it was made for her by her mother who is in a neighboring territory. she is always searching for adventure, and vows that someday she will venture away from the not so endless forest.
Her tail was an accident from a bad spell. its a lizard like tail, more like a snake tail, it is ribbed and everything. its strong like an opossum's, and is also covered in skin, not scales.

she looks like this ---V

community involvement :: adventure [ update 4 ]

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You wake and lift your head. The air around you is lukewarm at best, but you can tolerate it. Your head feels fuzzy, and quickly you shake it from side to side, trying to clear the mist that hangs inside your mind. It doesn't do much. You seem to have forgotten almost everything you ever knew about yourself, although it is likely temporary.

Looking down at yourself, you notice and remember that your form is CERVINE, at least mostly. You remember that you possess a pair of fairly regular ANTLERS that hold SOMETHING in them. You wear a MASK that hides a FACE OF SOME KIND underneath. You have at least TWO LEGS if not more, and a TAIL of some kind. You have TWO EYES, but you cannot remember what COLOUR they are. Your vision blurs, and you cannot see the colour of your FUR. You cannot even remember your GENDER, or your NAME.

It would be best to get things straight before you think about doing anything. Think hard. Who are you, again?

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Hi, guys. My art isn't good, but I've been wanting to do something like this for a while, and I'm curious to see what you guys come up with for this. Basically, it's like an interactive story. You guys will develop the character in appearance, personality and even history, and likely determine the outcome of the plot, whatever it may be.

The first step would be to determine the things in capitals; for example, tell the character the colour of their fur, what they carry in their antlers, their gender, etc.

This will probably not work on a first-come-first-serve basis for appearance stuff; I'll put all the options in a randomizer and then pick the first from the list. When actions and stuff start becoming available I'll probably go by majority vote.

[s]The blog will be updated as stuff happens, rather than me posting in the comments.
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Requests? [completed, thanks everyone! ]

yeah, opening them again. only taking 5 for now, no promises but i'll try.


• Euriea done im so sorry i killed her everything ufdkdfjs..
• Sage done
• Glisseo done
• Evelys done
• Aniu done

thanks guys for the opportunity ♥
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Mini deer help (again)

My little bro somehow got on to my laptop and was messing with TEF. And i lost my mini deer spell. Can someone please cast a mini deer spell on me?
I have DotD(skeleton) pelt,peacock antlers and orca mask. I am waiting by the twin god statues. Smiling
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Free commissions

Just doing some free commissions on Deviantart, so you are welcome to request TEF-related or any others characters
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The Diary of Seed, 7-4-12

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Yesterday morning, I did not plan to do much at the time; I planned to go and get some candles, as I heard that there was someone (alas, I cannot recall their romanized name, only their pictogram and their kindness) offering to summon up some new ones from the annals of history.
Time is never quite time here -- I blink, and the magic about me acts as if it were yesterday... Provided, as so often happens with candles, I remember to do so before yesterday becomes the day before yesterday. So, a stranger reaching even further back, with magic I lack... it is sometimes quite impressive indeed. I met the deer upon the rocks, and he cast them on me, where they sat, waiting for the shift in weather and in light to give them flame...
I'd have gone on my way, if I hadn't have noticed Sage awakening in the distance.

I rushed to meet her, and for a time we twirled about in the flowers where she meditates, light as butterflies, our laughter rising up like flower petals. There's a sort of meditation to motion; the mind lifts and empties in the delight of the body, and everything becomes a momentary snapshot, like an artist's reference of a walk-cycle, an artist's version of a cycle of feeling; frozen in a shutter-click portrait moment. And so it came that we were running over the hills, cycling around...
Until I called for a brief break to catch my breath. Once I'd regained it, I suggested that we do something I'd been putting off for a while: take a walk to see, in careful detail, the forest in the light...
Of planning another poetry scavanger hunt. So we walked, and I considered my options as the fall of the light through the canopy revealed this secret or that, this idea or another; was this odd bed of ferns too obscure? Was this structure or that too obvious? It is all appreciable, all-inspiring, or so it seemed as Sage and I picked our way through it.


We wandered to the ruins, where everything is special, singular, and distinct.

struggle for breath [ lyrical poetry/Sax ]

Because sometimes I just have to write about her sdjfhf. It's a long one, and much more disjointed than my other stuff.

Uninstalling Affects

Another question,
I have had this problem (explained in my other post) and I was wondering if I uninstalled it, and then reinstalled it:
would it affect the days I've been playing, so I have to wait more than a month to become a stag?
would it save what I'm doing, or restart the progress competely?
Help would be greatly appreceated, thanks
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Buttiful challenge game or Blinddeers butt.

Last night i was having a go at Blind deer butt (blind mans buff). With a friend the idea was to sneek up to a deer and give there rear a friendly nuzzel without thn turning round and catching you.

We found a small group of dancers and my friend managed to get a few nuzzells in including a giant rabbit ... whos rear looks rather fluffy. But when ever my deer when to try the others turned round. so Mortis hid.

We hope the deer did not mind us trying the game on them. Eyestrikes owner was saying theres not enough free nuzzles given in the forest and wanted a way to fix it so hence the game. Thanks to the fawns for being so cute. Oh and mr bunny beware your rear maybe highjacked as a pillow. it's so fluffy!
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Tybee (bio)

Species: chevrotain/squirrel mix

Age: 3 years (thats 5 in human years)

gender: male

interests/hobbies: being social (half the time), making masks out of random material, running around, swimming, eating, relaxing, exploring, finding new things, having late night parties with deer friends

Tybee was born in the hands of the twin gods, as an experiment, and was discarded into the endless forest. He managed to survive because of a kind tortoise who taught him about the forest and what to eat. Eventually he was on his own, making friends and running about like a normal deer!

He has the tail of a squirrel, and markings of a chevrotain. He is larger than normal chevrotains.

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