I've gone too long without posting one of these. D:

I've started putting my screenshots in folders by character.

I may have posted some of these before, but I can't remember.
I won't be posting everything.

Hi everyone : D I'm new to the Endless Forest, so I thought I should make an Intro! I'm Wombat, but you can call me Wom if you like, or any other nickname your heart desires <3 (unless I decide you can't call me that >: ( Heheh. I play a lot of other sites, most of them dealing with critters of some sort. I like to be a part of the community on most of those sites and, through a bit of lurking, I've decided that it looks like you guys are a good bunch of people ; ) So yeah : D Hello again!

Lost in these dark shadows I can hind
You can hear my voice
But you can not see my face
Trust me it is better this way
For if you ever see my face
You will surely die
Follow my simple instrctions
And we shall remain so you say friends
If you do not then it shall be war upon you all
But keep this in mind this is my domain and not yours.
I am every where
I am the ghost that haunts this place.

Your's truly,
The Phantom

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Day 29:
I'll... sing you a-a song... a good song o' the sea...
I must be by the water. I can't leave it. The sound. The sound.
The sound. Water. But I don't thirst it. I thirst sticky, sweet flavours. And pungent flowers and musks.
The images. I think I know them. I hear and see and smell them like my own. They are my own. Surely-
I can't be wrong.
I know that life. I've lived it.
Felt it. Breathed it.
Breathed her.
Him. Them. All of them.
Mother Father Brothers Sisters Uncles Aunties Grandfathers Grandmothers Friends Crew LOVER.
SON.
I know you! I know you all! I remember- I remember!!
Oh.

Hrm. I... Don't sound myself. Maybe...

Maybe I ought to take a drink.

...

Day 30:

My name is Charlotte Jane Skinner.
Please, call me Charlie.
I died, aged 28.
I was slain by the law.
I was sentenced to hang from the neck until dead.
I died in the gallows in London.
I was a Captain. I sailed from East to West.
My ship was called The Merry Rose.
I was born on that ship.
My Father was her Captain, before me.
My Father's name was Charles Edward Skinner.
My Mother's name was Mary Rose Cooper.
I had three brothers, and three sisters.
I loved to sing.
I played the fiddle.
I enjoyed smoking and drinking.
And I was a womanizer.
I fell in love with a whore when I was young.
She left me to marry a lord.
And she left me the son she didn't intend to bear.
And I raised him as my own.
I named him Jeremy.
I was given the map to a treasure trove by the son of a historian.
I followed the map with the help of another.
A woman.
Her name was- I shouldn't say.
All I should say, is that I loved her.
Loved her. Until the last.
And then I betrayed her.
I left her behind when we became close.
Because I was afraid of loosing her.
So I lost her.
And I found a whore and stole her away.
The whore told me she had fallen for me.

MySpace Playlist at MixPod.com

Drunk Sithrim: Wher'ya'goin'? T-the pond iz right there Rrrrraimundo... t-take me-e there...
Raimundo: Maia's gonna get pissed at you and everyone's asleep, so will ya stop moaning?
Sithrim: Nooooo... I n-need a drink...

To anyone who got a good glimpse of Trenton's picto.
When you saw it, was it 'Two eyes, a nose, and an open mouth' or was the 'mouth' a frown? o.o

Breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out. The eternal beat of one asleep.

The pattern is rarely interrupted, but sometimes in the dark oblivion of unconsciousness, I dream.

Many times, ghosts of the past will come just close enough for me to taste our bittersweet separation, the now and then bleed into each other. A cascade of faces and places that were and is. They come and go leaving me both elated and morose, they play with my emotions… I do not mind.

Tonight only blackness fills my rest.

A numb sort of relaxation is all that greets me when my eyes close, too often now this happens. I feel as though both the past and feature are slipping away from me!

Am I becoming just a fond memory in the minds of my friends? Do the fawns puzzle over the solitary figure that sits alone most every time they see her?

Companionship seems to elude me these days, yet I know that it is most likely a state of my own doing…

Ah the fawns, so many new faces fill the forest now. Their names are strange to me, though they prance about just as the others do.

How many are there now?

It saddens me that I know few of them, how precious and young they are. So fresh to the world.

I do not wish to be alone any longer…

It has been too long…

I will see you soon, my friends…


Well the holidays are over and as promised, I will be on tef much more. Saf misses her friends terribly and is quite eager to see you all again. :3

IMPORTANT! TRENTON'S PICTO HAS CHANGED. READ BELOW~
Trenton's picto is not what I thought it looked like. I wanted a smiley face, but instead got a frowny one- so if you see a fawn running around with a Circle picto with (EDIT; It only has 1 dot at the top) dot and a square in it, it's Trenton. Also let me know if the circle/dots/or square is missing or if there's something else there. It seems the pictos aren't functioning right.