Otherwise known as "Pega is a procrastinating moron"! 8D *kick'd*


I thought this was cute. |D

Silvery thought this fawn was a ghost. They kept sleep-sliding and always had that pelt on. O.o

I'm not sure. Some sort of misunderstanding happened.


Scape sits with a mourning Seed, after Terrant passed.

Briefly we see Ephra on the opposite bank.



It's mushroom fun with Scape and Oisín! XD Last time Scape saw him as a fawn. (Last time he saw him period, I think. O.o; )



Teaching someone how to do this is not easy. Especially when trying to show them how to do it so they won't fall off the mushroom.

I don't even know. XD


Sensing Revtheyr's depression, Toukan went to sit with him in concern. Sometimes being an empath is difficult.

...or is that truly Wesker come back to life...?


(Normally I wouldn't put more than one entry for Bastilion in a day, so I opted for a "letting the screenshots do most of the talking" type entry.)

I find myself being surprised by this Forest for the first time in awhile. I had thought I had learned all of its secrets. All of its ways. Even figured out my most confusing of close companions.
I find myself revoking those words, for I have been caught off guard by some things unexpected.
I found Darkweaver nearby at the Ruins, seeming to be laying poppies upon each grave. An act of repentance for his recent deeds perhaps? He would not say.
Soon, though, we found ourselves in the company of Lady Amary. It has been awhile since I have encountered her cheerful self. But onto the first of the strange events I mentioned..
Not long after a large grouping of deer began to gather, my dark companion seemed to revert in age. Right before my eyes, he took on the form of a cowering fawn. Taken aback, I did not know what to make of this. After a moment, I assumed it was similar to the other times I had seen him take on another form, even calling himself by a different name. Multiple personalities I believe it is called.
Perhaps I will inquire about this transformation later.
It was not too much later that we were led away from the Ruins by Lady Amary, to this gathering of stones near the edge of the birch. It seems quite familiar. I believe I have visited this same grouping of rocks once before. On the last dawn I think.
Dark had remained as a fawn even now. Yes, that was strange.
But this.
This is...quite odd.
I do not know what to react at this moment as I write this.
I am sure that before he took his leave, my dark friend took also notice of the lady being in closer proximity than normal.
I wonder what Cousin would have thought of this.
How I wish I could speak with him...
He would probably know more than I. As it is, I am ignorant of the ways of women.

And do not think I did not hear what you uttered before departing, Darkweaver.

I remain, somewhat confused,

[center]Bastilion

i need to get a scanner at some point, i'm doodling my character kestral as a deer...and she's cuuuute...

i'm also attempting one of the deer that i see all the time and loooove the design

I hope you may hear me, forest gods.. my mother, and my father believe in you so, that I feel I should give you more precedence too...
I have friends whom have left this world.. why? Why did they have to go? And why.. why could I not say goodbye...?
How can I remember them without such hurt?
What do you do.. when one friend has harmed another of your friends.. so that.. they too.. are gone?



How do you forgive them? do you try to see their reasoning? Why did he have to go that far? Should I? I don't..

...what do I do....?

how fragile we are

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(fff it sounded better until i had a brain fart..)

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Thoughts: "moo."
Current Activity:Sleeping.
Mood: Bored.
Health:100%
Diary: Played with Yurei| Sleeping| Bored of Sleeping|
Extra: .

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Name: Ren.
Age: Young Adult ( 23 human years )
Gender: Male.
Species: Deer.
Date Of Birth: August 17. ( Re-birth )
Set: DoT pelt, Crying mask, Candle antlers.

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Father : ?
Mother: ?
Siblings: Yurei.
Crush:.
Mate: None
Offspring: None

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Likes:

• Following Yurei.
• Playing with the fawns.
• The playground.
• Sleeping.
• Sleeping.
• Nipping my bro.
• Sleeping.
• Making fun of others.
• Running in circles.

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Dislikes:

• Chaos.
• Annoying ppl.
• Loud ppl.
• Being alone.
• Any kind of mistreatment towards other, specially does and fawns. Fighting.
  

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Ren is:
Reclusive, hidden, doesn't appear often. Likes fawns but not very social.

Just came by to say hi to the community. Im new to TEF, and id like to meet a lot of deer. Im hopeing to make lots of friends and get to know everyone. I hope to see you all in the forest.

...have a screenshot of a deer wearing the DotD pelt from behind with the deer's head looking to the left? Specific, I know, lol. I just need a reference, and I can't get into the forest at the moment due to this pc not running it very well.
Please? XD

Thought I should do one big picture spamming blog instead of doing tons of those smaller ones.
Newest first.

_03.10.2009_______________________
I can honestly say this has been one of the greatest days I've had on tef for a while.
I had my good ol' Quamar messing around and he met many epicly funny people and made many new friends, and of course met some of the old ones. Really hoping to see you guys again. :'D
And please, if you see your deer in these pictures, identify yourselves!
Thank you for the great day!


The day started with a nice little dance-line.


Virgil helped Quamar to guard the Bridge.
The white deer: Phear mah epic fighting skillz!
The fawn: Don't test them on me D8>


It's a multi-headed deermonster. Quite common sight. -nodnod-


Have some more dancing. Seems like it all was too much for Virgil.


"Whose turn to share the playcards?"


One rebel here.


Fawn: *just hit the tree*
The doe: I'll just sit down right here and pretend there's no any heads popping out of the tree at the moment.
Bell: *stumpnom*


Um yeah.


Quamar: *floating skillllls*
The pink-ish doe: Oooh, a penny!
The white doe: Oi, don't touch it! Might be cursed! D8>
Pink: Noooooooo~! *epic slow-motion run*


"Wah, are they following me?"

It was completely night at The Endless Forest, all the animals were in a DEEEEP sleep. A stag named Hermes was sleeping in a circle of mushrooms until he heard a screaming noise. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" it echoed. It woke nearly everyone in the forest. Hermes realised his friend Echo was screaming in fear, he went to the Oak tree to take a look. Echo was straight up in her grass-bed. "Echo, did I hear you screaming lately?" asked Hermes.
"Well, yes", answered Echo. She watched the other animals who were following Hermes to her house staring at her in fear.

"OK, Hermes...I don't think we need other animals in my tree", she remarked.
"But we heard you scream", squealed a bat.
"Please tell me it was just a bad dream!" wept a squrriel.
Echo shoked her head fast. "Oh no, no, no! That wasn't a dream, it was real-real I tell you. It was like a-a ghostly moan..." The animals gasped in horror.
"But what if it WAS a ghost?" cried a dove. Hermes calmed the animals down and they went back to bed.

But suddenly, at the peaceful night, Hermes once again heard a AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!. He went back to Echo's house. Echo laid awake on her grass-bed. "I heard you screaming again", Hermes yawned, sounding really tired.
"OK, OK. The noise came from here as I realised", Echo breathed. She pointed at a hole in the ground.
"Well, let's get in!" Hermes shrugged. The stag and doe went in the hole and looked around. Suddenly, a noise was heard saying: "MURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!" Echo screamed, "That's the sound!" Hermes bravely investagated while afriad Echo walked behind him.
"Um, about that monster, I'm starting to think it's not a ghost!" gulped Echo, looking ahead of Hermes.
"What ya mean?" asked Hermes.

Echo flipped Hermes around and a huge scaled creature was ahead of them.