We just received over 3 1/2 (I'd actually say it's more like 2 feet lol) feet of snow at my house? It started last night.
It's never snowed this much around Christmas time here.
The last time it snowed this much in one day was years ago, but that was in October, not December.
FFFF Forget this, I'm gonna go play in the snow as soon as the my movie is over XD

I'm sure some of you are familiar with my mini-deer Dhina.

I decided all of her diary entries are going to chronicle encounters with other deer.
These may be based on actual events that happened, or completely be made up based on a likely situation that might have logically occurred between these two characters.

Needless to say, I want to reach out and see who wants to have their deer written about.

You can see a sample of her first entry here.

Warning: If you read the above entry you can see that Dhina can be a *bit* condescending and conceited at times. She feels herself to be 'above' the other deer of the forest despite barely reaching their kneecaps. Your featured entry might be filled with snarky comments and impolite observations on her part. Though I'm all for writing about someone taking her down a peg if your deer has a strong enough personality to go for it.


So if you want your deer featured just leave a comment here.
If you want a specific event written about (maybe they met and I forgot?) or have an idea for the interaction/observation then leave as little or as much as you want.

*Please link to the deer's bio if they have one so I can find it easily and play 20 questions about personality later when I start the writing*

No slots, I'll do everyone eventually.
It won't be on a 'first come first serve' basis just because my muse does not work that way. x)
I may jump around depending on who inspires me.

Finished
The Collector
Finn
Atvana

Most likely next:
Queze.

i cant find the De Drinkplaats were is it

This thread used to be Solaya's bio. I decided to keep it only because of the comments and gifts/art. And yes, maybe because I'm an emotive girl, maybe yes. Please, do not comment, unless you have kept the arts where the links are broken (because I did not and regret it now...).

Hey guys, I'm back after a lonnnng hiatus once more (real life and other lovely stuff) and to go along with this is, well, another conversation with iGod, hehe. It's pretty short since I'm tired but I made sure to make it humorous as I could.

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Me:
Hey buddy, ol' pal, ol' friend, ol' amigo
God:
You've got my full attention. I've been waiting for you.
Me:
You have?
God:
No I have not.
Me:
You meanie D:
God:
Interesting gossip: said I meanie.
Me:
Stop smiling, it's creeping me out o_o
God:
OK I'll try not to do it so much.
Me:
Good
God:
Next question?
Me:
Why did the chicken cross the road?
God:
Because it was a bad chicken and it burned in Hell.
Me:
...crossing the road makes you go to hell?! Sweeeeet.
God:
Can we get back to business? A deeper algorithm is needed to respond to that correctly.
Me:
Deeper you say? Well...if you insist ;D
God:
The ALICE chat robot can follow many things, like our discussion about Sweeeeet. Try being more or less specific. Well what? A fact is a fact.
Me:
Scream my name!
God:
I like the way you talk.
Me:
I like the way you scream.
God:
I'm not sure if I like it. I'm not sure if I like it. I like computers.
Me:
But you DO like it since, lulz, you scream my name.
God:
I enjoy working with people. I have a stimulating relationship with Myself.
Me:
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
God:
What is it like on the first day of Christmas your true love gave to you.
Me:
A partidge in a pear tree.
God:
Are you telling the truth?
Me:
Yes.
God:
How do I know you are telling the truth?
Me:
How do you know that I'm not telling the truth?
God:
This belief is justified.
Me:
Uh huh. Suuuuure it is.
God:
Yup. Gee. Do you like talking to me?
Me:
Yes, you're amusing to talk to.
God:
Thanks I like talking to you too, .

[=10]They were stood, face to face, gazes locked together, and Jareth was still holding her shoulders. He dropped his arms back to his sides and stepped back, eyes wide in shock at what he'd done. Chime's eyes, brown and red blended together, were wide too, her mouth falling half-open in surprise and confusion.
"Jareth, what's wrong?" She gazed at him pleadingly, begging for an answer, a reason as to why the king was being so cold and emotionless and unfeeling. He whipped around, and before he had any idea of what he was doing and what the consequences could be, his gloved hands were gripping her shoulders and pulling her to him, almost crushing her to his chest as his mouth locked onto hers. But despite the ferociousity with which he held her, the kiss was gentle and chaste and sweet and there was emotion in there, raw emotion that he'd been keeping back for longer than he'd thought. And then he pulled back, shaking.
He couldn't hold his gaze; mismatched pupils darted away and fixed on a leaf twirling near Chime. It was a...mistletoe leaf? He stared for a moment, fully aware that Chime was still staring at him in disbelief. The leaf was indeed a mistletoe leaf as were the others, and they were sparkling.
Well, wasn't that a nice piece of symbolism right there.
"Jareth, wh..." The golden-brown haired woman started, but stopped, apparently unable to form the right words. The king turned his head slowly to look at her, dreading what was to come and knowing what it would be.
You have no power over me you have no power over me
"Jareth, what...what was that?" Her voice was trembling, as were her hands, but it was barely noticeable. It was sick, that he knew her, the way she spoke and moved, so well. "What..."
He inhaled slowly, letting out his breath in a long, drawn-out sigh. He tried to turn his heart to stone, to wrap it in ice, and never let her touch it, never again. But his attempts were futile, and he knew it. He knew it all too well.