Was chit chatting with a pal the other night and we got to talking about the different styles of playing characters on TEF; mainly the whole IC and OOC debacle.
I was curious if anyone else felt that playing 'purely IC' or 'purely OOC' affected their experience of playing the game.

Example: Back when I first joined TEF and played my doe Cydae- yes she was a character- but she was still very much a part of me and that showed. And even going on to make Brooks and the characters that came after them, the actions they displayed in game wouldn't necessarily be what they would do because I wanted to play the game moreso than be confined by a grumpy character that doesn't want to do things.
Like, for story purposes, Cydae doesn't like the Twin God statues, cannot see, and cannot stand being spelled by the devout, but unless I'm in forest with people I know, I'll play around, spell-spam, and make merry. If I see characters played by people I'm not on good terms with, I'll avoid them even if the characters would get along because I'm not trying to interact with the people behind the character and get involved with their stories.
Despite having been a member here for over 6 years I don't completely understand how people communicate in-depth roleplays in-forest and expect others to understand complex communication while being limited to a dozen or so basic movements.

Perhaps this has been talked about previously and I understand the blog posts created that say 'If you're interacting with this avatar in forest YOU ARE NOT TALKING TO ME, YOU ARE TALKING TO THAT CHARACTER'. like, got it, all g.
However I was curious as to if anyone else felt as if there was this... ah for lack of a better term, 'language barrier' with themselves and the forest. Like, if I plopped a deer in the forest, I'm just trying to dick around and enjoy myself. Having my character just sit and be idle because it's difficult to approach others because that character is introverted isn't...

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So I took an hour to do a thing and I'm actually proud of it??

After midnight the full moon touched the clouds in the sky making that shimmering glow that halos down to earth. Across the forest as it danced on each leaf it left a smokey grayness that felt more welcoming than the inky black of most nights. In these semi-shadows the squirrels continued frolicking across the wild flowers and grass. Raising up one would spy their chubby cheek enjoying some treasured morsel they had found. The whisper of dragon wings fluttering near the pond hummed a nature tune only they can make and many a deer came to commune with the winds so generated. Spring had come and now began to transition to summer. The fawns cuddling with their new found playmates would soon become grown and dance in the fall with the adults. First they had to discover all the forest had to offer. Secrets for those with observant eyes would appear in the bark of the trees. Figures dancing, crying, laughing or fighting.---humans. All lessons to become learned while nibbling. The scenes gave warning to possible intrusions or forgotten closures. Many wondered when a deer left and did not return if humans had some how lured them away. For the longest time flying deer has ruled in a playful way. Some even sat high in the trees watching the days go by and then suddenly drop down in the middle of some playful excursion. Never to destroy but to add to. Then in a coordinated fashion the group would fall on their backs giggling nearly endlessly at their prank. In moments run off to find a another tree haven. First for a bit of flying around over the pond and a visit to the ruins so sit on top of some column like a gargoyle but much handsomer or gorgeous than that. All practiced up for the fall when the deer came in teams by the graveyard and did the fights to acquisition recent deer joining the herd in the past year. Suddenly you were picked for one of the ancients herds who knew all the forest had to offer.