I've been so busy and frazzled from being an adult and working and the like. But I have some time to finally pause and play this game and let my sweet fawn Candle run around again.

Feel free to say hi and play with him if you spot him sprinting about!

jackalope | male | undead
demisexual; biromantic; cisgender
multiple personality disorder
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´ possesses the ability to control his state of existence
´ often uses other people as tools in his manipulations
´ has a way of using other's secrets against them
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+ vindictive, persuasive, seductive
= mischievous, manipulative, cunning
~ mysterious, self-absorbed, daring
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nightfall pelt; space beluga mask; orca antlers

"every illusion in between
all the lies that I have seen
oh let me be your Augustine"

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
I haven't existed in a while.
TEF decided not to work for a few months, and... yeah.
It FINALLY worked for me a week ago, and I plan to be on very soon.
Cya, deeries!

-Fyn

I was in the forest and I got a night pelt, antlers and a mask that looks like the mouth is open what do you guys think about that for deerpelt?

To whom do you really speak to. . .

To whom do you think you see. . .

To whom do you know and try to seek. . .

Surely, it's not me. . .







Sometimes, we look deep in ourselves and find that the monsters are not someone else.

We find out they were us all along.

Desperate.

Clawing.

Sickened.

We are our own fear.

We are our own agony.

Always on the crusade against our self for our self.




I looked inside and saw the grinning dark being that of myself.

It drenched out the light- the light I thought I was so righteously so.

Surely I wasn't the villain.

Surely I wasn't as broken as I thought.

Surely I wasn't the shroud to everyone's disdain.




But it was all a lie.

It was all a fabrication.

All made up to be the best pretend so I didn't have to face myself.

But oh, how it's all different.

How I see the scars and fresh oozing wounds and find that I only accept it for what it is.

I used to be a hero.

I used to be the knight.

Or...

Maybe...

I never was.

I only thought so to make myself seem worthy.

But I am not worthy.

Damned.


Damned would be the word among many.

The time passed so quickly ...
How are you?
I loved going back to the forest and spending time with others friend.
Greetings and I hope to see you in the forest.
A little picture of this beautiful day.

no need to read
if u wanna chat abt them in detail hmu at solarpunk#5662 on the disk cord
tracking is ok

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CONCEPT: what name?? idk
- inspiration from solarpunk/vaporwave aesthetics
- robot?? solar panels??
- plants infused with tech, visible wire and root
- pollinator bot? agricultural use?
INSPIRATION MEDIA:
- fashion: feet jewellery, leaf tattoo, hair comb, dress, cape, outfit
- art: flower women, lights, cityscape 1
- music: call on me (vaporwave), lay your hands (and the rest of the kiznaiver ost)
- other: winter solarpunk concepts, vaporwave cityscape, the entirety of horizon zero dawn