c: I'm having picto registering troubles right now but once I get them sorted out I'll get one. If not, I guess I'm stuck going back to Loop's picto. lsdjfgdf.
His name is Oz. He's gonna be a young adult stag dressed in the Nightfall pelt, Skull mask, and candle antlers. I have his demeanour mostly down, but not his past or his human looks, so I'd appreciate help with it, if anyone could. : D
Personality: He's a big guy, but he's a softie, and he won't get in fights unless it's unavoidable. He can kick some ass, though. cB He's very smart and laidback, all cheerful and sweet. He's very creative, but he doesn't channel it into any sort of specific talent. And uh. He's...happy? |D That's all I got lol.
So, yes. Help on some other things would be faaaabulous. And the picto page is being mean to me right now so perhaps someone could register for me later? :B -goes back to work tralala-
((To any deer mentioned in here-I don't personally blame anyone for their in-forest actions. I have no ill-will against any of you. Mentioned: Darkweaver, 88, Bastilion, Virgil, Crucible's deer, Mozart, Jessem, Sithrim, Queze [yes, she thinks Queze is a doe] and some deer that I either don't know the names of, or were nameless. Also, about the stag running up to her with Queze, I wasn't totally sure, since my connection had randomly slowed.))
The Fawn
I won't let the Twin Gods win. They send their minions against me, but I've resisted them all. I will topple those idols, free all the deer from this forest. Or at least me. They will topple and I will relish their fall.
These last few days have been mostly a blur, but there's a few things I remember clearly.
I remember that stag who chased me. He didn't give up. He chased me for days, every time he saw me. I could sense him watching me a few times. It seems my senses have become sharper. His intentions seemed friendly, but who knows with stags? I let him get closer today, but not too close. Never too close. He just bowed, though he kept trying to come closer. He backed off when I told him to, though he really was interesting. I wonder why any deer would chase me like that. It was strangely flattering, though I'm sure he didn't intend it to be.
Then there was a fawn. I remember both that stag and that fawn cornered me once. Perhaps they're from the same mold; that fawn chased me down until I finally let it get close. I don't know what it is about me that attracts such attention...I'm almost starting to feel like a charity case.
That day was followed by another filled with fleeing and being pursued. It's all a blur, really. I can't figure out exactly why I run either. From fawns, sure, but stags? Perhaps it's something about their dangerous antlers...
[=#993333]Today when I woke up I was by that big stone at the end of the stream. There were a lot of little deer there, and they were all red. And they were...dancing? They made a lot of noise. And then I saw some run right through the stone! Before they were brown, but when they came out, they turned red! So that's how all those little deer became red! I tried it. And I turned red too! But I didn't dance, or whatever it was they were doing. I watched for a while. But there were so many, and...then a big deer came. This is all still too weird, and I wanted to be alone.
So I was running...well except I kept tripping and skidding again. I still have trouble with these legs, especially the back one. But, anyway, I didn't know where I was going. I don't know where anything is. And then I suddenly was at that ruined building again. The one with all the weird stones. First I saw the ones in front, the ones I like. But the others, the cross-shaped ones, are too close. All I had to do was turn around and I could see them. And then...something scary happened. I saw...fire! But then it was gone all of a sudden. I think I just imagined it. But it was still really scary! And I ran away.
I stumbled and fell, but when I looked up, I could see that one really big hill, and I could see something bright and sort of glowy on top. It was those statues again. I remembered how I felt before when I saw them the first time. So, I climbed up the hill. It was hard, though, because I kept tripping, and slipping, and my leg started to hurt. But I finally got up there. Those statues...they're so pretty. I went over to them, and I was really tired, so I lay down in front of them. And they made me feel better. I don't know why, but there's something that seems sort of familiar. But not really, different but familiar at the same time, and safe. So I laid there and I went to sleep.
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-bump- I have never had a great connection. My framerate is usually about 5 and on rare occasions 8. I thought this was how the game was for everyone. But I do not think that is the case. My connection seems to be getting worse. I have not been able to get my pictos to spread once today. And about 5 days ago (before I left) I was not able to get them to spread. Any clue what is going on?
Bumped again so it may reach those who may want to listen <3
[center]Sooo, explination for this post.
Our intern for the summer at our church had a "goodbye" party this morning and then a gathering with a youth group. She's such a beautiful and amazing lady, and I know her life will lead her in wonderful directions. I cried for a long time, but when she started to play this song on her guitar I INSTANTLY thought of Mystress, and her love and understanding. I think I've already had this feeling inside me, but after hearing it in this beautiful song, it made me so happy. I don't think any of the other kids really heard the lyrics, but I was just in a daze hearing it, and to find someone else who had the same mindset as I about religion....
God I feel like such a hippy.... NEWAYS. Beh happeh.
[i][=#FDD017]Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday
Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay"
And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree
He watched his son hang candy canes all made with red dye number three
He told his niece, "It's Christmas eve, I know our life is not your style"
She said, "Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you and it's been awhile"
So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able
And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said
Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses
