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Okay, first of all I want to say thank you for all of your helpful answers to my last blog question. This community seems to be full of kind people.

Now, I have a new question. I want to see an image of my pictogram to I can set it as my icon/avatar for my account, pictures, and blog postings. Where can I find an image of my avatar? And how do I set it as my avatar?

Thanks in advance.

A story my boyfriend wrote about a friend of his (this is NOT fiction though). I really think more people should actually read about it, as I found it really inspiring... Take the time to read it, I personally think it's worth it.I'm sorry if you're offended about the fact it's not TEF-related. But I'm certain the community can handle it.
So here it goes.

I'll always be amazed on how much the internet can unite people over large distances, and create friendships just as strong, if not stronger, than those in real life. Among the chaotic highway of websites, forums, blogs all over the web, I have met a lot of people, and many of these have marked me forever. So here I tell a story of one those people, a person who has definitely been one of the highest influences in my mindset towards life. (...)

...the little death, girl.

Crawling, creeping, creaking along, she let the world ease beneath her. Grass and leaves, they littered the floor- the latter swallowing the former. There was a certain sort of irony to that, too - one that didn't go unnoticed. Soon, the world would be white, snow in thick drifts. Bleats would turn into beats, hooves stamping in the snow, and she knew it would only make them easier to catch.

The little lives here were nothing but figments of an overactive imagination anyway. Soon, it wouldn't matter one whit.

The snow would come and snuff out all of those lives.

It would have help.

She would stalk and slither after them, one by one, effective adversary to taking out all those little lives.

She wouldn't lose a lick of sleep over it, either. She wouldn't stay up and stare at the starry sky, wondering why, Gods, why? had she done what she'd done. Why had she ended such sad little stories before they got started?

Sad stories about a deer and a hunter, a picker, a perfect personification of all things wrong in the world. She knew it better than most, and even then, she didn't feel the need to stop herself.

A few feet away, a fawn was nosing at some leaves, searching for the barely green grass hiding beneath it. Just another day, another meal, another five minutes of fame it might have felt the second she snapped her teeth around its throat.

So much for playing in the snow.

And I forgot how to play.
XD
So after a hearty laugh at myself I dipped back in and found I didn't loose as much as I thought. Unfortunately I lost a lot of my deer's stuff; he had a nice set too. Do I have to jump back onto the old version? Or is there a way to transfer the data? Or would someone be willing the help me get my old things back? Also, any way I can make pelts permanent? I had one that I liked but it washed off when I accidentally fell in the water. I don't want to risk that again....

Well, back to hopping around and figuring out this silly thing.

Just a hypothetical situation I thought up and wanted to write for a while. I suppose you can say it's a post-Halloween story. Enjoy.

This story is a little graphic so be warned

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"I can't stand it! I hate him so much, but...I want him so badly! I'm starting to think that this plan of taking over won't work...at least while he's still in the picture. Unless...", Iugulare thought for a moment, "Unless it wasn't me who infected the Endless Forest."

Anirapio tilted her head, "What are you suggesting?", the dragon questioned.

The stoat grinned, "Why didn't I think of this before? I could propose a trade to the Twin Gods...they get to remove the 'threat' of infection if I surrender to them, if only they let me take Quad with me."

"Would they fall for that? And what do you mean about it not being you who infected the Endless Forest?", Nekumbra questioned.

"Well I have you two to handle that.", Iugulare spoke.

"So we'll be infecting while you're captured?", Anirapio thought, "It's risky...but if it's what you want to do..."

The stoat nodded, "It is. I get a break from this assault on the planet and get to torture the sweet little blackbuck while you take over. Then you bust me out when you're finished.", she said. She rubbed a small amount of infection on the two of them to make sure they could infect without her.

The plan was set. It was now up to Iugulare to negotiate...

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Quad walked toward the Twin Gods' statues to find a shocking sight. There were Michael and Auriea, talking with Iugulare! His Grand Talux wings burst from his back, and he was prepared to fight, when Michael said, "Stand down, Quad.

I want to no if there is more girl antlers i only no about the feather ones and the bud one and flowers. Any others?