The second happiest night of my life thus far was the night when he sat next to me on the couch and, with a Mr. Flibble glove puppet and a lovely peridot Claddagh, asked me to be his wife.

The happiest night...

...sits in a semi-circle. They are widely varied, pelts of rainbow hues and antlers in all shapes and sizes-or none at all. Upon looking closer, one can see that some sit just a little further away, or in peculiar manners. Some have taken to the shadows, others to the light. All of them are waiting...

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hi everyone, i'm natalie.
i'm not new or anything. been playing this game for a year or so now, and i adore it to pieces!

i have lots of plans for my deer, sœur (french for 'sister,' pronounced sur, with the R rolled.)
she plays in the forest often! hopefully we'll meet some new or old friends here.
i will eventually draw her a reference, yes, when i find time.

i hope to meet you all soon! there are some amazing artists here, and this is such a nice community... i can't wait to be a part of it.

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xx. J e a lous

xx. Str a n g e

xx. Mel a n c holy

xx. Un pre d i c t a b l e

xx. D e f y ing

xx. S tub b o r n

xx. Sens i ti v e

xx. L o y a l//;? no.

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[right]Thin, sick looking .xx

Large, distant/sick looking pale blue eyes .xx

Has a strange gait .xx

Female .xx

Longer fur .xx

Two peacock feathers entwined in her fur, behind her left ear .xx

Magpie Pelt .xx

Skull faced .xx

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Wow, two blogs in one day, sorry!!
I had a problem with finding screenshots which Pegasicorn helped me out with. But now I have discovered I can't take them! Augh!
I was just hanging with this funny deer but my computer froze and I got logged off, now I want to know who they are so I can apologise, but I can't find the pictures I took!
(Oh, and I am clicking 'P', just so people know)
My computer hates me...it's a fact

(Oh, and if anyone knows where the BZD is it'd be much appreciated)

[=10]...I remember talking to Pega. It mainly consisted of Middle Eastern cuisine (stuffed grape leaves and lamb, Turkish coffee, JAFKLDS<3) but I miss that.

I remember when Her was what I considered to be an ass. Looking back on it, she had a really hard life and if I ever am tempted enough to write a novel, it will be about Her, indirectly. She's interesting and I mourn the fact that I ever considered killing her. I'd forgotten when she ran away to Egypt with Key after faking her death as "Oren". I still apologize for hurting people with all she's done, but I consider her amazing now. She's still me; I signed up as Her for TEF and she's me. I hope that never dies; please never stop calling me Her. <3

I remember when I was obsessed with Hetalia to the point of making deer for the characters and driving people mad with my rants about it. Despite the huge laughs and bonding from it I've toned that down and I still love who I am. <3

I remember Lamb and Ri. I still remember Lamb and Ri.

I remember Nem and Piano; she wanted to eat a picture of cinnamon rolls I had as a header for one of my characters on my updates. God, I remember them. I miss them, too. Unexplainable absences like theirs make me space off.

I remember iScribble being my main source of IMing. Jen, Trinket, Fayne, Pega, Kaicow, myself, Raku, Raz, Dannii, Sarie--everyone all at once in one room, that was just ... I remember it. I miss it, too. Haven't touched iScribble in a LONG time..

I remember Poepourri, Verrii, Wait, and Porcelain.

I remember having Fayne as my best friend. We split because Key and Tuna did and I still can't explain that. As I see it, we made up and started over, but I haven't seen or talked to her in what feels like years. I miss it.

I remember being the leader of starting the werewolf colony.

Hey everyone,
I was wondering if anybody had the zombie set spelldata, and if so, if they could send it to me.
I had the set at halloween but logged out by accident and consiquency lost it. If someone had it and could send it to me that'd be awesome!
Thanks!

Edit: The BZD was in the forest today!??
Anyone know if he's coming again, is he here all christmas.
Also, anyone know if he is coming again? I'm in Aus so I am a little behind (or ahead...not sure) of the majority of people here ^^;

I cannot edit my avatar or my email. My email is invalid, showing only "Qwackie" not the @domain.com. I also can't edit my email for I cannot type in the box, it won't let me. What do I do?

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It was getting late. Bones looked over her shoulder at the piles of paper on a table lurking in a dark far corner of the room. Information, scribbled notes, leads, connections, phone numbers they were all there. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.
I'm getting too old for this shit. Just a few years ago I could track down a lost cat without a collar in New York City. she sighed again and took a long sip of wine. Nothing had given her any trail of Masque's lost kid. Des Rameux. This was the last day she had given herself. A week of research as always, and then she'd be "booking flights". Brooklyn was where all the clues were leading her, Masque told her the same... Suspiciously she glanced up at the pale calendar roughly nailed to the wall. November the 22nd. It would be a miracle if she could find this kid in time for Thanksgiving...

Des Rameux...
Des Rameux...

She ripped the phone from the wall, with a melody of numbers following soon after.
"Masque, I need to know everything." a mumbled and irritated reply came seconds later.
"Shit Bones, it's 2 in the goddamned morning, what the hell could you possibly want?"
Bones tapped a pencil on the desk and bit her lip.
"Is there anything you've left out about what you know about your kid?"
"No, I told you everyting." Pause. "Look, babe I never asked you to do this."
"Shut up. Are you positive there's nothing else I should know?"
"No." the stern reply came and with it Bones hung up.

She swept the papers up from the desk and stuffed them in a leather suitcase, various corners and pieces stuck out on all sides. "No time like the present." she mumbled to herself as she swept her coat onto her shoulders and set out on her search for Des Rameux.




[i]I slept on the train ride to New York, walked the familiar streets as an x-resident. How long it had been?...

With hooves so small they tread so far.
In search of a friend in this common land.
Abandoned by a family she hardly new.
On her own since she was able to walk.
For one so young she bears much sadness others can not understand.
For the reason she was abandoned was something she could not control.
On the day she was born she looked like a normal fawn.
However a burning sention like a fire was on her face.
With time the pain eased.
However the skin on her face was gone.
Nothing but her skull remained.

This is my new fawn Sheba.