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Biography Layout? Willing to 'pay'.

Okay sooo...I suck at CSS XD Never took the time to learn much and frankly I haven't the motivation despite my need ><

I've been updating my doe Sonne's bio and now realize there's too much information there and it's looking cluttered. I'd really like something with scroll boxes, slide-outs, pop ups or frames for her personality, relation and traits sections so it isn't just one long wall of text. It seems like everyone else is pretty well versed in these so...halp? ._.

I'm willing to do whoever volunteers a picture for their character (or a friend's) on a transparent or simple background. Colored and shaded.

Contact me here if interested, or my Msn shioriness@hotmail.com :3

Thanks ahead of time!

Who has ooc deer? Debating on making one.

I'd really love to make an ooc deer. I tried before, but by calling the deer Rhye and giving him a different story, making him male...I don't know, he wasn't really me. I'd really like to have one that I could just throw inforest to hang out with people; preferably ooc deer, since an ooc chilling with characters is slightly odd, and I'd feel bad if a character got attatched to them, if that makes sense.

So, I don't know. I'd really like it if people could post their oocs on here and show me the pictograms, so I know who I can run and snuggle ;;" Having an ooc deer is the closest thing I can ever get to experiencing TEF the way I used to.

D'you think I should bother making one? I'm really not sure because I have the feeling I'd end up alone inforest all the time but hrnnnng...

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Greyhorn's picture

Lol!

I love chasing the rabbit. xD

CSS testing 1

Something.
alcinda's picture

wraith

cicadia's picture

join.me [off]

https://join.me/731-562-108

-cruddy connection

Doing Ambrose, Orinoco, Kalma, Nidhem, and Llace chibis.

feel that murder? [m]

rated m as usual. themes, violence...








she was like one of the warriors they told me about
a demon, a goddess, an exiled monster
everyone that knew her warned me away
but I never listened

they said she worked for beasts
silent scumbags that went unseen
they were chaotic, and their ruler
had gone mad with power

she said she was forced into it a long time ago
and I couldn't leave her after that
she was always fierce and she was always so cold
but I loved her anyway

one day or another she turned to me
after weeks of being on edge for no reason
she said 'I don't know how to feel' and turned,
vanishing into the night

I waited for hours and I set out to follow
she certainly didn't want to be found
so I returned home and waited for morning
in the hopes that I'd see her again

when I saw her again she was heavily scarred
her clothes were all torn and her lips had been marred
she tried for a smile and said once again
'I don't know how to feel'

she told me her name wasn't really her name
snd hideous things that she'd done in the past
who she had murdered and who she had maimed
she told me I wouldn't be the last

her hand, it was quick, and her dagger was sharp
a rarity, gold and ornate
my blood spat forth and stop did my heart
too late to confess, much too late

I still hear her voice now, soft in my head
saying she loved me as my life slipped away
she thought I would hate her; I didn't, I couldn't
I'll wait for her in Hell, and love her the same


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I guess this was written from the point of view of someone Sax used to know.
TwilightFirefly's picture

Forgettable

This short story yelled at me to wake up at 3 in the morning so I apologize if there are mistakes. XD

Story below cut~

hey, mum...? I don't know if you knew, but... [ Rut ]

It's been a long time since he's been to this place. Every time he comes back, he's reminded of why he left in the first place all those years ago. It wasn't running away - not so cliché as that - but rather, leaving unexpectedly. His mother and stepfather were furious at the time, but they never understood why he left. They didn't understand that it was their fault, that they'd driven him out. He was eighteen at the time, just out of school, going into university to study English, become a teacher. He could have done it, too, if he'd only stayed at home. But he didn't. And that only made him more bitter as the weeks went by without the comfort of home.
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