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Forest Request Blog

I felt this necessary.

If anyone wants a specific deer of mine in forest for whatever reason, feel free to ask. <3
Lately I'm not sure who to kick in, so when I get in there I just wander around with whoever I default to. (Usually that's Darkweaver or his Aves personality)

- I do know that Ooky needs Seto Kaiba in next week. B| <3

Other than that, let me know who to butt in. XD Miss anyone? Let me know.
theano's picture

The Open Door

It is frightening to have the gift of the open door
It means your life is not by law anymore

It means letting go and getting out of your comfort zone
It means loving and giving must be honed

In this world nothing runs by common sense or by the rules
Its associations, reflections are the tools

Its gifts come by surprise and by other's generosity
No time for sadness or for another's pity

One is along for the ride, knowing the blessings will arise
It has no time table or reason why

God does it with the winking and blinking of His grand eyes
To your old self you will constantly die

All of it is done with all your parts good and bad and then some
Join the dance,
join the feast
cross the threshold
and release the beast
Chickenwhite's picture

In-forest event notice! -over

Event is over, it was awesome to see so many people there! >w<

The big shocker: DORIAN WON!

In roughly half an hour (or simply very, very soon), Dorian's gonna get fed-up with being EMR's slave. He's been cooking up a plan to get rid of the virus' ownership over him for a while now and today it's finally going down.

So they'll be fighting near the pond.

Do not intervene!!!

This is a fight Dorian has to go through himself, whether he wins or loses.

It's going to be extremely dangerous to get involved in, as Dorian is going to be in his dragon-shape and EMR is going to be furious and contagious, so we both ask that people don't interfere, please.

You're welcome to stand on the sidelines and watch, keep others away if they try to intervene, ect., and that would actually be greatly appreciated >w<

In any case, this is a fight for freedom... so sit back and enjoy the show, people, we're putting it on for you : D
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May I ask a favor? (Update)

Heya guys, while working on my Holly on the Old Oak stories this year, I remembered that last year I wrote a prologue to the stories. I'd like to do that again this year, and I have a good idea as to what I'd like to do, but I wanted a visual element to it.

So would someone mind making an artwork for me? It doesn't have to be too complex, what I would like is the following:

A stone podium holding an old book (closed please)

A snowy forest scene

A trail of hoofprints in the snow


Thanks guys, I'll credit you for your artwork when I post up the prologue.


By the way, the Preface has actually been written if you need an idea of what this will be used for Eye

[ poetry&lyrics ]

A storage, of sorts, for all of the poetry/lyrics I've posted on here. It's easier to have them all in one place, no? Keeps things tidier.

I can't quite organise them properly into seperate 'Poetry' and 'Lyrics' sections, because often they are both.

Organised in chronological order.

* - lyrics and intended to be seen as such
# - contains more than one piece

z.m123's picture

Zeezie's Secret Santa wishlist.

Hello my Secret Santa.. If you're out there. |D

So, I'd simply like a lil' art for my Cay Lynn or Èlite... or maybe a song..?
I don't really know. |D Improvise! ♥

[ who fears it? ]

Who knows it? The infinite abyss,
the end, the apocolypse,
Man's dying day and final wish,
abhorred by all that find it.

Who wants it? The hangman's noose.
Bodies swinging free and loose,
whipped by servants bound to Zeus,
madmen find they seek it.

Who needs it? The slash of wrist
A razorblade, unholy tryst
Father's tears and Mother's kiss
They cannot let you need it.

Who sees it? The reaper's smile
A scythe, and smiling all the while
spirits dark and spirits vile
Only the dead can see it.

Who hears it? The wind of course I see,
whispers lies to you and me
The door is locked and breaks the key
And trapped inside, we hear it.

Who fears it? The living man breathes dying air
A life for nothing, see him there
beneath the ocean, pale and fair
I believe we know we fear it.
FaunGrae's picture

Sounds Rain Makes.

Thik.... thik....thik...tap....thik....tap...tapthik....taptaptap...tap...
...and then it poured, like always.

[ bitch ] { language warning }

Warning for mild language; derogatory names.
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