Private RP for Apel, Sight, and Mis. Feel free to track, but please don't join! :>


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Deep within the birch forest, in the sun-dappled shadow a large sycamore tree, the raven stag sat, patiently waiting, thinking. It is a good place, he thought. There was both soft grass, softer than most in the Birch, and warm sandy spot. Gehirn would like that. And perhaps best of all, the bushes, tall grass, and scrawny birch trees all around them made the place hard to find. He didn't want any disturbances or intruders for this.

He had suggested it lightly, not sure she would take up his offer: a Dreamwalk to the past, into dreams and sceneries unknown, old magic at work. Now, later, he hesitated. Was this really a wise thing to do? He did not fear for himself; slipping back and forth through reality's cracks was something he had mastered a long time ago.

She had worried about her strange dreams, wondering what they meant, afraid she would get caught in them; to never wake up. He had thought that maybe a controlled experience would let her explore them freely, to embrace them instead of fear them. He still thought it could work... but fervently hoped it wouldn't end in any mental traumas. Gehirn was going too, and for that he was grateful; Herla would likely feel safer with her mate beside her.

In his mind he went through the steps. Nothing extraordinary, a dreamwalk like any other. It would go well.
He closed his eyes, trying to relax. Birds sang in the distance, newly awakened butterflies fluttered silently around the bushes, and the glittering birch forest dust dance slowed down as the morning breeze disappeared. The day grew warmer in the spring sunlight.

Now, he just had to wait for the others.

Its strange, when your used to holding the world at your fingure tips and then suddenly all of that dissapears.

Transformations from a world wide communicater, to praying someone will just...say hello.

my grandmother told me once that computers and internet were a curse, becuase my generation didn't know how to be alone.

She might be right.

I've found more so recently, now that school has actually started again from spring break I feel more alone than I did sitting in

my room durring the week vaccation. I don't understand how that works really...but when I look around at the faces I see, I

still feel like a dirfter in the sea, or a wanderer in the sahera. It may be stress releated from school, who knows. Maybe its me

just feeling sorry for myself having to sneek online just to rant emotions I probably should even be revieling to a community of

words, but you know it helps me. The black lines that create words on a screen provide a comfort, if only for a moment. A

small pool, an oasis, a raft.

It would probably help if I had some kind of work, something to distract my mind from the passing of time and the silance of

those im so used to hearing...reading about. Few of them whom I know in person,friends from school, life, even they have

been quieted by the facts of life. Everyone. Busy.Tired.Away.All of them doing something important, or for a reason they have

weither they actually wish to be there or not. Just the same, I sit there unable to find that work unable to find that one break.

Most of the time I blame the economy and thats true in part, most times I go searching for that rare job opening all I recive is

the same responce "I'm sorry, we need the workers, but we can't afford even temps" and so I move on. Alone it seems

despite the many people in the world sharing my same probloms, my troubles are universal now and yet I drift.

-S O U R I S-
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(Souris has grown up now, but I will continue to play her as a fawn until I can think of a set I like for her, and a good stylized design.)


S E T \\ (Don't know what I want yet.)
A P P E A R A N C E\\ -
G E N D E R\\ .Female.
V O I C E\\ - Soft, barely above a whisper.
S I Z E\\ .#23.
P E R S O N A L I T Y\\ .Shy - Easily Frightened - Gentle.
P I C T O G R A M\\ .A small sitting mouse.
S C E N T\\ . Cinnamon and a touch of honey.
O T H E R\\
.Souris is afraid of being alone, large antlered deer, and when deer moo directly at her.
.Souris will usually just watch from a distance, though she tries not to run if approached.
.Souris warms up to people quickly, and just as easily will call someone her friend, even if they don't think of her as a friend.



I S - C U R R E N T L Y - F E E L I N G\\
Lonely.


T H O U G H T S \\
'The pond is very pretty to look at, but the thought of swimming in it scares me.'




A C T I O N S\\
.Bow - 'Hello!'
.Sniff - 'Who are you?'
.Tilt Head - What? | Why? | Did I do it right?
.Dance+Tilt Head - 'Dance with me?'
.Scratch Ground+Anger+Moo - 'Go away!'
.Scratch Ground - Curious | 'Follow me?'
.Fear - 'You're scary' | 'What was that?' | Etc
.Dance - 'I'm having fun!' | Excited
(More will likely be added.)







G O O D - R E L A T I O N S H I P S\\
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https://join.me/462-821-042


So guys, I'll be doing a join.me and doing random doodles and accepting/doing some requests.
Feel free to join, watch, talk, and request c:
The stream will be paused until someone joins, so if you get there and see nothing, just click the speech bubble button and say hi so I know you're there ^^

Also, I hope this is cool to post here ^^;

http://act.demandprogress.org/sign/backdoor_sopa/



Sign please. Please please sign.

***********As if I could make it any more clear....READ THIS!!!**************



[center]While I am re-vamping her biography, this is the time to explain what is going to happen to Poplar following "The Event."

After her impending death, Poplar will be resurrected. Due to circumstances of her death, the doe will lose big chunks of her memory. Here are the things she will remember:

• Basics like her name and how to talk.
• How to act like a deer.
• Her adventures in the outside world, though she will not remember the before and after.

So, at this point you can see that nowhere on the list does it say "Her past relations." This means that she will not remember anyone in the forest at all. She will essentially have to re-meet anyone she previously knew. Because of this things may get confusing for her, so bear with us. <3

Another thing that will happen to her is a lapse in her mental acuity. Poplar will essentially revert to a child-like/feral-like mindset:

• Heightened curiosity about EVERYTHING
• cautious when moving over open areas, will often listen for danger repeatedly.
• complete lack of malice or other ill intent toward other forest characters. May be fearful, but not angry.
• becoming comfortable around complete strangers rather quickly (Safety in numbers also applies)

Her physical design and pictogram will not change.


Now, what is the reason behind all of this?

As I said when the lovely Corell asked me down in the comments: