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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I love

• Oranges
• Apples
• Bananas

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Return to Nature Index

The next few days you have felt very enlightened. Your work has been much more productive, and your friends have enjoyed your company a little more than normal. You are home one day, and sitting in your favorite chair, you turn on the television.

Flipping through the channels, you stop on a channel that you never watch. There is a commercial on, with a voice talking about saving nature from being demolished, and what you can do to help. You normally don't pay attention to these kinds of commercials, but something was different about this one.

The commercial pans across a wide open field, where wildflowers of many colors blanket the place, and a gentle breeze makes them wave and sway beautifully. You slowly stop hearing the voice in the commercial, and closing your eyes, you hear your deer's voice, "Today, your life will change.", they say.

You open your eyes in response to the voice, and are surprised that you are standing in the wildflower field you were just watching. The flowers let off an intoxicating scent collectively, and it fills your lungs and makes your mind reminisce of a simple life. You notice a variety of insects crawl and flutter around this place.

It must be paradise for them. You see butterflies of all kinds land on the bountiful flowers, bees pollinating happily, beetles climbing the stalks and enjoying the leaves, dragonflies hovering above almost aimlessly, and many others. You know the insects will not bother you, so you walk into the flowers, letting your hands touch a few of them as you walk. You feel little bits of dew collect onto your hands - it must be an early morning here.

You then hear some of the flowers rustling. Stopping, you listen for it again. Are there predators out here? Are you in danger?

You then see your deer pop their head up from the flowers, looking at you with a mouthful of them.

I came to this world on a rainy day. Yes, that's what it's called... A rainy day.


At first, all the sensations of being alive were overwhelming, painful. But this body just stood there, staring at the ground as the rain watered down the blood coming from the antlers.


Who's blood? Was it the blood of the ones I had swallowed?


Ugh, emotions... So... Upsetting.


The head of this body managed to move itself away from the ground and used its eyes to look at the world. The eyes saw moving shapes, similar to the shape of this body. They ran, jumped, completely one with themselves.


Just like the ones still in this body.


The eyes came across a mass of collected water... A pond. This body moved towards it and came to stand in its cold shallows. The head moved down again, so that the eyes were looking at the water. They saw this body's reflection.... Mine....?


Yes, even if I didn't feel it, I rested within this body, and that means I posses it. Or, at least, that's how most living things see themselves.


I stared at it and saw a strange creature, not unrecognizable to me. A deer, it is called. A type of animal in some worlds, but this is a different world.


It was gray, with very large red antlers. Its face was mostly normal, except skull replaced fur and skin in the area around the eyes. Oh, and those eyes. One must think they are blind at first glance, with the gray pupils and irises lined with red.


Yes, this is also when I realized that there was blood dripping from those antlers. Tiny droplets fell slowly from the tips, meeting with their reflections to disappear into the water.