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All Hallows Eve & All Hallows | Many & heavy screenies!

Aphew. Okay, let's start.
Sorry if these make any conputer die. D8
Or human.
Or deer.
...
Yeah. Anyway. Enjoy. 8D

Mini-Abiogenesis'
#1

Huge god spellspamming.


Oh God, he hit Flyra! And now he has changed his look ~


...


UWO.

#2

Bomb! Run, Flyra, run!
... No, not TOWARDS the bomb, silly!


Epic party down under the rainbow~


Michael plays undefinable lightthingy.


Oh, look, tulips.
At that point, my Forest crashed, and when I came back, this mini Abio was over. 8/

#3

Sparklestars!


Moar sparklestars!


...sparklelightnings?


Big airplane! Awrgh, watch out!


Ah.

#4

UWW.


Follow the water line~


Flyra: D8"""


FLOWARS!


Bombs.


FLOWARS!
ToxicCreed's picture

"Die in a Burning Fire" ~*~ Prose, Feedback ~*~ (Nightmare)

Beautiful Nightmare = Hex Code #460078
Sweet Dream = Hex Code #e8ba00

Semi-Based on recent events that happened in game, but more so a story to show everyone why it's wise to approach Nightmare while he's in his current state of mind. He's hurting himself, more so as a punishment to himself because he couldn't protect Laurette (Someone he cares for in a weird manner) and now... he's lost his mind somewhat in a Beautiful Nightmare.

He hurt himself greatly last night by attacking the Twin Gods Statue (Which I think a few might have seen) and left to only be tormented by a fawn that wouldn't leave even with his warnings. The fawn put him down more, made him more angered and threw him into a deeper pit that he has to climb out of. However, bad things will come long before anything good happens.

Right now IN GAME the only ones capable of approach Nightmare fully would be Laurette and Sithrim, Sithrim being the better choice of the two. The smoke that Nightmare's spewing forth recognizes them as 'friends' and thus it's not really going to affect either. However, if one or the other attacks him... then it will recognize them as an enemy and could possibly effect them.

Anyone ELSE whom approaches Nightmare is putting their deer at risk (View Here for details) of not only being hurt, but at risk of inhaling the smoke he's bellowing out from his body.

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"Wandering these forest lands as a plagued piece of memories... I walk and run to bring torment to the tormentors... however, I have made but only a couple friends and now... now I will likely lose them..."

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~Accuse Me

ocean's picture

Rebirth

Lantern

Darkness. This wasn't what she said it would be...She said there would be Gods. He can't see any, only the dark molasses clinging to his fur, his eyes, his mouth, suffocating and blinding him. He hears nothing; he is fully alone. Even the voice has left him.
"Mommy!" he tries to cry, but nothing comes out. Not even the faintest whisper. Trapped.
He struggles for hours, or maybe longer. Maybe he struggles for an eon, an eternity. Then he realizes...that he can't anymore. He has no will, no power. He stops struggling and lets it take him away.

"Y'know, I never pinned you as one ta give up so easily."
The fawn struggles to look up with glazed eyes at the monster before him. Spikes swirl around his head, a mask of wood dropping well below his face. He shivers and tries to stand, but fails.
"G-go...away." He murmurs. The voice laughs, cold and harsh.
"C'mon now. No need to speak when I can hear your thoughts, little Lantern." He grins and Lantern only stares. "You just aren't any fun. Anyhow...I thought I'd just pay a little visit to ask if you want to get out of here, but I can see that you're doing just fine, buddy. I suppose I'll be going now." He turns, grinning to himself as a burst of alarmed thought comes to his ears. He turns back. "Now...If you wanta' get out..." A pause. He continues. "Then I'll haveta' take something of yours...And I'll decide what it is. Deal?" A hesitation...but Lantern nods. The voice grins and helps the ragged fawn to his feet. He walks ahead of him, leading the way.
"'Course...I never said it was a fair trade..." he murmurs.
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Tea and me

Tea and me, are like two pods in a pea
Or rather two pees in a pod
We will walk all day, and run and play
And then sit down on our tods

Tea and me, we go way back
Well, as far as we can remember
Which in my case is Thursday
And Teas, last november

Tea and me, we are never appart
Except when we have to be
Which is lets say, a little while
Until Teacup wants some tetley tea!

Right, i know crap, so sorry for dumping it here, but it is kinda funny i feel, and anyway, Prongs wrote it xDDDDD
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Spare a thought 2... inspired by xylv

Spare a thought for the newbies
They have never seen the forest before
They'll jump and play all day long
Along the forests tender floor

Spare a thought for the smallest
They don't know their way round
They'll sniff and run, under the sun
And listen to the many animals sound

Have you ever thought, young sir
They need to be shown that and this
But some of us old also need to be told
Because i have the memory of a goldfish!

LOL, i hope you likeeeee!!! Especially xylv!Exclaim xDDDDDDD
Emiva's picture

Hello. :B

:'D

Snowrift's picture

I quiet like this!

I like how fawns can keep spelldata now!

My question, though, is will it stay this way or is it just for halloween?
I have also noticed some new forum quirks that are nice too!
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Halloween '09

Miriam's Halloween didn't start off too bad. Miriam had woken up, said her morning prayers to the Abogenesis at the two statues and gone off, roaming the Forest. First she saw big candles. Then she saw small candles. Then she saw big candles again (small world ^^). But she was most amazed when she saw the red lake. She tasted a bit of the red water with the tip of her tongue, out of curiosity. It didn't taste too bad.



Miriam went on her morning run near the Oak, to stretch her legs and hopefully find some new friends. Bad luck, no-one was about. Brr ! It was cold, so she sheltered herself inside the Oak. She eventually drifted off into a peaceful sleep...

Miriam was woken with a start. A bright light flashed in her eyes and she felt her body changing. A friendly deer had given her an Orca pelt ! She tried to thank her donor but the deer was already gone. Vanished, almost.



She looked around and realised that the sky was already darkening. Noise came to Miriam's ears. In no time she was racing toward the sounds. As she rushed through the plains, she saw big mushrooms here and there, and excitement rose higher in her body.
Miriam's eyes widened as she saw the enormous gathering of deer and fawns before her.
She smiled and joined the croud, without a worry in the world.





She wandered from group to group, just as excited as when she arrived. She danced with srangers (ignoring what her mother had taught her), made new friends, saw fireworks for the first time...

R e a d M o r e . . .

Woah

Woah! i didn't even know i had a blog! and i go on the forest and there are all these random candles! whats that all about?
i'll draw a picture soon.
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