Does any one remeber:

Walter - I miss that old grump he was kind but scarry. He was fun, but fim. He was one of the few ecepted moody old sods..... Not like this newbee's who create unrest. (no offence ment)

Walter, walter
Where for art thou walter
Tine stripy pelt and rams horn head
with face of grey and eyes round red

I miss u

Hi!

This is my first blog entry. I`m kinda new here so i don´t know how the things work.
I have some questions too.
Where do you get all those pictures?
I hope you can tell me how all works here.


P.S. My English is terrible.

yay for gore?

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Currently: EPIC FAIL BLOG. Any tips or help would be lovely .__.

In-Forest: No one



Active Deer
+ Halafax
My main deer. A very fawn-like naive little doe. Hard of hearing due to her two pairs of ears.
+ Birchtree
Twice the size of normal deer and wearing the skulls of the forest animals, Birchtree was created by Halafax as an imaginary friend to combat loneliness in an Endless Forest. Don't let his looks fool you, he is has the personality of a giant puppy.
+ Seasons
A miniature deer with sharp eyes and an even sharper tongue, Seasons is about as cuddly as a cactus.


Currently

Thinking about making this

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Gurgelin, this is a gift for you because I was told you didn't get a Secret Santa gift. It's nothing great but anyway Merry Christmas, hehe! Hope you like it

Come and join me for some silly fun.
We can dance and laugh and sing and run.
The day is young and full of warm sun rays.
We have the entire Forest to play today.
Go find a place to hide, let me find you.
I am the best at this game, it's true!
Follow me to the river, let us bound across,
Then we can play a game of pinecone toss!
And when we are tired from running and forest fun,
We can stare at the clouds through the canopy above.
What a beautiful world we live in, don'tcha agree?
There's so many colors and lovely things to see!
I wish that all could enjoy the fun we do,
As the forest shall always be forever Bloo.

Had an idea for this story, it'll be choose your own adventure based on popular vote. Not sure where this'll go but I'll write part of the story and then have options for what'll happen next, and that'll be up for a week before I continue the story. Whatever the option with the most votes is will be what happens next in the story (if there's a tie, I'll choose among them). Sound fun? Here we go:

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It was just after midnight, the snow was just beginning to melt in the Endless Forest. As the stags, does, and fawns slept and dreamed their deer dreams, one soul wandered. He could not sleep, he had no reason to. He was a ghost.

Trunks was feeling pleasant. The chilling breeze was quite comforting to him, his skin had no reason to shiver, and he loved the feeling of the wind passing through his fur. He smiled and closed his eyes, a strong gust rushing past him. Wonderful, so very wonderful.

The spirit then opened his eyes and saw the old Ruins. There, many glowing orbs floated around much like fireflies. Trunks was familiar with the wisps, as he often led the ones who were lost to the old Ruins and helped them achieve their final rest. These wisps who lingered were still attached to the world, and Trunks would eventually convince them to move on to the afterlife. He approached the flying orbs, which seemed to hover above sleeping deer who were unaware of their presence. Many of them could not even see the glowing wisps, it was a special gift some of the deer, or in Trunks' case, those who have passed themselves.

As he walked softly and quietly past the sleeping ones, he noticed one wisp seemed to hover above one of the old pagan idols, the aura of the spirit being that of a fiery red. It was strangely agitated, as if something nearby was disturbing it. Trunks approached the wisp and asked, "What is the matter?" He could hear the response in his mind, and his smile faded a little.

Just experimenting something.
Started from random scribblings inspired by the song and then it just ended up like this :'D
I don't think I'll ever finish it, though, but had fun doodling it and wasting my sleepy time.
You may interpret it however you wish.

Click 'play' and read along and enjoy the bizarre blog that makes no sense really.. :]

Cut the sound
Pure silence
Is all that was needed
Caving in
Going under
Waves crashing
Can't escape
These shackles
Are too tight
The sun is fading
The dark is consuming
Birds song
And the cricket melody
Spinning in circles
My body is not my own
Who is in control?
For it is not me
I can't seem to stop
Unstoppable
Pathetic
Tears stream down my face
Nothing I can do
Beat my fists against the wall
Shout my protests
As loud as I can
But who will hear
Who will listen
Who would act
So far no one is willing
I don't see the light
My mind is sinking me into a dark abiss
My eye lids are heavy
Say goodbye

Thump







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Aster lost his fireflie'd antlers while playing with some new friends and now he stays naked-antlered!
Do anyone knows how he could regain them?

TheForsakenOne, this is a gift for you because I was told you didn't get a Secret Santa gift. It's nothing great but anyway Merry Christmas, hehe! Hope you like it