16 Feb 2010
Sevan woke up in the middle of a mushroom circle barely noticing the rabbit next to him, for all he can see around him are little white dots falling from the sky.

Yeah, Sevan's first snowfall. I don't even know whether it's a glitch or something 'cause the snow isn't piling up. It's sorta pretty, glitch or not. Too bad I couldn't take a screenshot of it (I don't know where the folder is).

I (or, Sevan) met the deer with a picto that looks like an axe again. We just jumped around with other deer. I tried in deer speak to ask 'why is it snowing' which goes like: Confused, Paws ground, Rears up. Of course nobody would understand. Then again, I wouldn't understand either if they tried to reply...

I'm still in search of my first TEF friend. The deer with the padlock symbol. I haven't seen him/her around... OR he/she has been on another account that I don't know of o.o Gotta find out soon!

Meanwhile, I'll see what I can do about my display picture... I don't know how to change it.

Plush flakes of white drifted gently down from the sky, melting upon the upturned nose of the fawn, and the creature gave a slight start at the cold feeling, golden eyes widening for a moment, focused on the cold forms as if the heat of his gaze would make them melt.

His steps were wary, flinching as the snow melted upon his thin pelt, slender legs picking over the ground hurridly.

Increasing in speed, soon he was at a trot, then a gallop.

He didn't like the snow, it muffled everything, hid the gentle music of the forest that was so dear to him.

And so, he ran, ears twitching, seeking the sound of his own hoofbeats.

But all that reached him was the muffled sound of snow as his hooves cut into it.
Silence...
It scared him, eyes filling with warm crystaline tears that burned trails down his cheeks, which the wind quickly cooled and froze.

"Mama?

(Read part one here: http://www.endlessforest.org/community/beginning .)

It was midday and two fawns frolicked through the violets on the path that led to the playground. The larger fawn went first, head held high, drinking in the fresh forest air, his tail twitching with excitement. Where the violet thinned out into yellow grass, he spun around and let out a playful roar. The lighter fawn, who had paused to soak in the sunlight as it filtered through the branches, pricked her ears at his roar and skipped over to him.

"What's the rush?" she asked.

"There's never any rush, according to you. If I wasn't around, you probably wouldn't make it to the playground until sundown, and then it'd be time to go home." He shook his body head to tail and spun around again, looking over his shoulder. "Come on. I'll race you!"

Without giving her a chance to protest, he bounded away through the grass. The young doe only hesitated a moment. Then, with a small hop, she was racing lightly after him.

The two friends skidded to a halt as the half-buried boulders loomed before them. A brief silence fell upon them as they gazed up in awe at the highest peak. The doe walked forward and pressed her cheek gently against the base of the rock. It was cool, as if the sun's rays did not reach this far down its stony mass. She guessed the top would be warmer. A scraping sound made her look to her right, and she saw her friend scrambling up one of the smaller boulders. A smile slowly spread across her face. She trotted over to join him, leaping nimbly onto the small rock and widening her stance to steady herself as she landed. She laughed when she saw her friend's surprised expression and leaped easily away onto the next rock and the next, making her way up to the peak.

Raise your hand if it's 1 am and you're too lazy to format?
-raises hand-

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He heard it before he saw it.
Twice in one day.
This was a record for annoyance.

He only glanced back for a half second before his nostrils were assaulted by the putrid scent of violets. Rhys stood up shaking his head violently to clear the spots and remove the offending blossoms. He eyed the surrounding trees with some contempt before he laid back down.

His rest was interrupted again as he tried to close those eyes for a second time.
He raised his head scanning the treeline and growled softly under his breath.
Damn children.
They would be the death of him.

He sneezed violently a few times and took for the air. He defied the bounds of gravity and rested effortlessly in the treetops. It was silent and even the birds would hush their songs when he was near. You'd never know such a large deer could be so light on his feet, but for all of his extra pounds he soared.

Finally....
peace!

Rhys let out a relaxed sigh and laid down his head until he smelled it again.
Closer this time.
....
He raised his head and peered over his shoulder.
A skull and crossbones hovered inches from his face and the large garish imp mask rested lightly on his back.
"PSST...hey mister...FLOWERS!!"

Rhys groaned and laid back down his head.
It never ended.
He did his best to ignore the tiny dancing hooves on his back and glared down at any passing deer, just daring at them to comment.

Little bastard was persistent.
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For Marcaello
Now stop raping my deer with tussie-mussie.
He likes flowers, just not on his head.
Seriously kid, watch your back or Rhys'll fat on you.

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

This has been posted in the community before, but I thought I would bring it up again to make y'all smile.

*pokes everyone*

Alright well I wanted to pick up a graphic novel for an upcoming 5-week long trip I gotta take in May. My brother has a couple of them already, but I wanted to try to find something neat to read (we're taking vans and traveling from Alabama to Texas, then to New Mexico, and then to Arizona).

My brother already has Watchmen, so I don't need that mentioned. Already know that's a good one. But basically, anyone have a recommendation for a good graphic novel?

I'm willing to read any style (American, Japanese, ect.), and I like pretty much anything. Feel free to ask me what kind of themes and stuff I like if you need help recommending something.

This story picks up after cineri gloria sera venit

If you are just coming in now you can see the rest of the story here

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The time had flown since that fight. It was hard to believe that close to two weeks had already passed.

Kita stayed close to Seshi as much as she possibly could, monitored how his condition had been. Since that fight with the nameless worry had plagued her mind, constantly thinking back to how Furfur had told her of his death the first time. It had been due to the fact that Seshi had been diseased, he was killed the first time.

The blood of the nameless had been passed into Seshi, that would mean that the disease had been also. Kita trembled and tilted her head to look back toward her side at the smiling mask that lay on the ground tied again around her neck.

She looked up from where she lay among the flowers, toward her stag as he played with his fawn. She smiled weakly, studying his movements. A sigh escaped from her lips, head lowering a tiny bit as she watched.

His movements were slow, he had to take long breaks between games. She could tell that he was running low on energy, she prayed that it was just the season. Spring was a lazy time for stags, when they could regrow their antlers and such, maybe that was why.

She lifted her head slowly as he nuzzled Finata and turned to walk back to her. She smiled weakly "Hey, how are you feeling?" she asked softly as he turned around, laying himself down beside her body.

AHAHA alright so. My school is doing the Hurley Walk the Walk competition which basically means like thirty of us are busting our asses to make some awesome shit. We just finished out first video challenge, and our school is tiny, so when it goes up we're uncertain about how many votes we're gonna get. :\ I think the vote goes up tomorrow, so please, please stop buy and toss us your vote? It would be greatly appreciated. And we're beast. :3 We're First Flight High School. I'll bump when it goes up.

VOTE VOTE VOTE LAWL

Just wanted to share some funny pictures of Brandy:





*edit* Two more of her doing this thing:






Here's some older ones of Brand (and one of Boo) :








Best pic of Boo ever