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{Through the Graves} [RP/Mature] {Meet the Graveyard}

"Dig Yourself Into a Shallow Grave..."
WARNING! This Blog Could Lead to Mature Situations, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!
Gore, Violence, Heavy Bloodshed, Ideologically Sensitive, Rated R.
At Most this Will Not Go Beyond PG-13, more sensitive subjects can and will likely be touched in MSN, AIM or YIM. The Warning, is just that... a WARNING stating that there could be sensitive subjects in this blog.


This is an Interaction Blog for the one known only as Graveyard

Many may come, many may go. This is for Roleplaying and getting to know the character as he will very rarely be seen or played in game. So if you wish to meet and get to know him, do so here. It will be far easier than expecting or waiting for him in game.

As stated above, MATURITY is a Must when interacting with Graveyard, not so much for sexual reasoning but because of the sheer fact that he does cruel things to the creatures he brings back from the dead. Twisting their bodies and bones into something else completely. His powers in Necromancy are far greater than one would expect.

You can use this blog to ask him questions, and to find out more about the character in general as well. There is no fear of him doing his experiments on you, as he needs dead flesh and bone to use his powers properly.

Please be mature with your posts, if you do not like what this is then kindly ignore it and move along elsewhere please and thank you.

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Taylor's Journal Entry #3: Loving it

Best game ever, better than Wolfquest Laughing out loud Even if you dont do anything, peacfull but challenging at sametime for doing nothing in a peacefull little game Laughing out loud I just want to be an adult deer though, being stuck as a fawn gets a bit boring after a while, magic wears off to quick n stuff. But cute too Laughing out loud lol...
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~*~ Crawling from the Grave ~*~



The Tales of a Necromantic Being from an Eternal Graveyard.
"Listen, babe, evolution didn't give me these teeth so I could hunt the elusive white radish. I need meat. Red meat."
Roleplaying is Allowed on His Page, Feel free to Post a Deer Meeting him if you Desire.
Offline/Not In Forest
Minor Warning for Lyrics of Songs Played, Not Autoplay




Pictogram
"Graveyard"
It Should Be Noted That 'Graveyard' Is His Nickname
Main Alias:
Necro
Grave
Necromancer
Graveyard
Gender: Male/Buck
Mate: N/A, Perhaps someone can win his 'heart'
Age: Endless, his powers allow him to be eternal.
Origin: Undead, Zombie, Necromancer Whatever you wish to call it
Powers/Abilties: Necromancer, he can raise the dead with the magic he bears with him and twist the figure to something more suiting should he see fit. Through recent discoveries he has also delved into the art of Poisons and tonics. Most of these are deadly, but he uses poisons specifically to torture others... in slow, and agonizing sessions.
Heritage: Navajo
Orientation: Bisexual
Voice: Listen from 2:07 - 2:34

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Taylor's Journal Entry #2 : Getting the hang of it

I think im starting to get better in the game, just not as quick, slow. I really love the game but its hard to remember people by a pitcogram........ It may also get annoying when I cant say anything.. But humans talk deer dont, well im about to get on again and try to explore a bit more, theres just one place the freaks me out lol..
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Ankoku POV over the past few months~



My home is far but the rest it lies so close
With my long lost love under the black rose
You told I had the eyes of a wolf
Search them and find the beauty of the beast



It had been so dark for so long...As I lay beneath the trees...Their leaves falling...The snow had come and gone..Yet the tree against me withers as it feels the touch of my body...I am pain..I am death and darkness...Who am I truly? Just a monster waiting to fall from a hero's blade? My legs ache...My head..It throbs...My horns...My teeth...My Heart...My soul...They lust for it...Fighting...The taste of blood....The sound of ripping flesh....I've hidden...So..So far away....I must stay away....Fawn...Raimundo....Weasel...Virgil...Burrow...Nine....Omen....Beliar...Saosin....I must keep you all safe from myself.....I miss you all....I wish you knew...Just how much...I adore you all.....If only...If only....My breathing is fast...I'm struggling too...Stay alive...Fighting the monster...I really am....


Trees have dropped their leaves,
Clouds their waters
All this burden is killing me
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Biography Kalis

BIOGRAPHY

Name: kalis
age: baby deer
color: light brown with white spots
character: nice and friendly
Parents: Shapiro and lacmo

things like
  • Run
  • Sit back and rest most of time
  • Play
  • Someone who always feels she
  • To party
  • Dance with other deer
Things you do not like:
  • To be stroked every five minutes
  • To be disturbed while resting
  • That this alon
  • To scream all the time

Listen [3rd note]




Sokonei walked to the pond and walked into the water, not stopping until the water was up to his shoulders. He stood there and waited, ignoring the curious looks the other fawns and deer were giving him. Koi started coming up to him in the water--well, not to him, but to the tadpoles around him.

He waits patiently until a small golden koi comes up to the surface and then snaps it up in his mouth. A deer nearby gasps. He keeps his mouth tightly closed with the little fish swimming round and squirming frantically. Sokonei proudly walks to a willow near the pond where he's already dug out a nice little pool about knee-deep for his fish full of fresh rainwater. He spews the little fish into the shallow little enclosier and trots around it, his head and ears high.

It swims in dazed circles until finally the little fish is still.

...Very still...

"Are you happy with it?" He puts his face down close to the water.
The little fish doesn't move at all. It sinks to the bottom of the little pool and the young stag watches it worriedly.
"Do you need something?" He paws at the surface of the water. "OH! A name!"
He sits beside the pool and thinks.

...thinks...
...thinks...
...

"Fish!" He stands up and says excitedly.
The fish doesn't move.
"Um...Little fish?"

Nothing.

"Little Gold Fish?" A stag calls as he passes, and then he laughs.

The koi moved a fin.

"That's it!" Sokonei jumps. "Little Gold Fish!" He looks to the stag. "Thank-you!"
"With each rutt comes an odder generation." The older deer shakes his head. "I'm very glad I'm not your father."

If the fawn hears he doesn't care. He calls to the little fish over and over again, for almost two hours. The stag walks to the pond all during that time, shaking his head at the little fawns futile attempts at calling his fish.

He stops beneath the willow and sits there. Sokonei doesn't even bother to bow as he's waiting for his fish to come up so badly.

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This my Machete :j [bio]


Name: Machete
Picto: X
Gender: Female
Hangout: Drink Plaats
Native: Yes

Pelt: Gazelle
Antlers: Noh
Mask: Golden Butterfly
Spell: Squirrel (sometimes)

: Personality ::
Machete does not like creepy stalkers (Which means I'd laugh if she actually had any). Laughably, Machete herself is a creepy stalker. She's deathly shy- too shy to go up and talk to someone- so she instead... Watches them at a distance. And follows them. And hides poorly if they look her way. There is no reason to be alarmed if she's following you though, she isn't more than a pest- she'd never act upon her creepy stalker-ness. The most she'll possibly do is poke someone she had been stalking if they happen to fall asleep- then dash off like a madwoman. If she's particularly bold (or drunk/retarded), she may even give a quick nuzzle to the stalkee before fleeing for her life. ... She is NEVER bold though. Dunno about drunk though. >.> If anyone happened to see her in the act of poking or nuzzling, she'd be so painfully embarrassed. Embarrassment is really, truly painful for her- she'll be sick for weeks on end if horribly embarrassed.

: Behavior ::
Machete is always sneaking in the shadows and generally avoiding public areas. She likes places where she can hide though, such as the playground and ruins. She walks or sneaks just about everywhere, rarely running as not to make a ruckus that may alert others to her presence. If you see her running, she's either fleeing from a deer or is OOC because I'm too impatient to walk somewhere she needs to be.
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