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Run, run, as fast as your little stilts can.

click, thud thud, click click RUN!

Chased, chased,

Right now I don't have too much time to explain but, Descripton ++ here

Do you have the game? What's your friend code?

z.m123: 2021-1243-0511 Usually plays as: Wolf or Lucario

That's right.

Most people do art trades...

But I'm doing writing trades! :'D

Mainly because I've always wanted to see how others interpret my own characters. I love doing gift writings just because I love how people love seeing their own characters written out for them. I've always wanted to have that feeling too... Even though all I do on this site is write anyway xP

Therefore, I'm offering writing trades. I write something for you, and you write something for me.

I'll write anything you want, character interactions? Check. Characters themselves? Check. Anything. Anything at all. I don't care, I'm at your mercy.

All I ask for in return is a character writing of any of my own characters. I don't care who. Do whatever ya like~

Also, I wish that you would let me do my part of the bargain first, just to see how the length turns out. It often varies with me, although I can assure you that my writings for characters will always be of a nice length~ If it's too short for you, then I apologize... I often stick with drabbles when it comes to other people's characters.

I hope that this is alright... considering how I don't think many (or any) have done something like this before.

Mkay, so for now, I'm opening four slots. Trades will be closed if I actually reach max, which I doubt, but oh well.

ONE MORE THING~ Please be patient with me, as I often tend to spend a ton of time on stuff that I write for others, just becuase I always want to get the character exactly, or at least close to be correct.

OH YEAH AND ANOTHER THING~ When you get done with your own part of the trade, then could you please link it to me here? I tend to be rather oblivious when it comes to going-ons at the community xP huhu~

Thank you all so much for actually reading this~ I love you all <3

My deer Fox grew up today ^^
Noh pelt and magpie antlers
He'll be wearing the full zombie set
Picto
He's waiting by the pond
Thank you

That I was gone for a while? ^^'
Mom took the pc from me... Long story, sooo... Yeah xD

Well, so far not good, I can't connect to the network so I can't see any other players. It was fun at first being on my own but now its a real drag. Whats more my verification e mail won't come through for the forum registration so I can't ask anyone for help.

But if there's anyone out there reading this that thinks they can help the please email or private message me somehow.

Bye for now x

Continuation of The Grotto of Sorrow, which is the tale of my baddie, Nekumbra. Also inspired by playing her earlier today.

Warning, may be disturbing to younger readers

Two fawns happily played at De Drinkplaats, splashing in the water, transforming into little animals and laughing with each croak and caw. The two had left their mother for the moment, who had wandered off to gossip with the other does about which stags they thought were the most handsome.

While the two little ones played, another doe came toward them. Her black eyes stared at the two with hungry thoughts, and she smiled, keeping herself from salivating. She spoke softly to them, standing just outside the ring of mushrooms as the words came from her lips, "Hello darlings. My, you two look lovely today." The two looked to her curiously, "Do you know our mother?", they asked.

The doe nodded, "Why yes, she told me to come gather you up. Come now, I will take you to her.", she replied.

One of the fawns looked to the other, "I don't like this...", she said to her brother. "Don't worry, she said she knows Mom.", the brother replied. The two started to walk to the doe. She didn't seem dangerous...

In the distance, the fawns' mother heard the screams coming from the fountain. She and a few others raced to see what the commotion was about. As they arrived, they were horrified to see a shadowy deer seeming to hover in the air.

They could not believe their eyes - eight spider legs held the doe up, four on each side of her body. They then saw that she was holding two fawns with her - the younger girl was wrapped up in spider silk and held pressed against the doe's white belly by her legs, while the boy was being gripped in her mouth.