Sacha had a fun day today. After exploring and trying out the playground (and falling through several rocks), she went to rest in the smaller mushroom circle, deciding she was too small to play on the rocks.

After a few minutes, the calvary arrived from the pond and laid down too.

Sacha got up to greet them all, but realized they were all waiting their five minutes. Five minutes goes by much faster when there is seven other deer. How pleasant ^_^



Sacha got many of the spells and thought they were great fun, having never seen them before. Squirrel, Frog and Bat. She probably bothered some of the elders with all the frantic running around in glee.



Even more showed up after a bit and there was dancing.


While I enjoy this pleasant mushroom circle, I really need to find a better place to rest. Because of the lighting, it is difficult to see others pictograms. I will have to learn everyone's "names" soon.

[=crimson]It has been a long time since I have written last, or so it seems. These past days have been both confusing and demented, though in the madness there has been less aggression than usual. I had spoken with The Priest, and come to understand where he comes from historically, and how this so-called Endless forest came into existence as a safe-haven for the deer... as long as they serve those blasted twin idols. My meeting with the priest has left me uncertain of my own views, and I have considered perhaps speaking with his gods.

With time, I have come to see that this will not come to pass. I cannot even come near the demon statues without some interference leading me away. A few days ago, at the top of their hill, I had been pulled into a 'cloning' with two others... one being the infamous 'Glitch Deer' himself. I do admire his abilities... to absolutely bewilder and confuse the majority of those in this forest. One day, I should like to understand his abilities and duplicate them. Fanciful dreaming aside, that day had led to a strange level of social interaction. My companion, Bastilion, had joined us, along with Amary, and we began to behave as fawns. Air dancing and frolicking until devout pelts became spammed.

Hrnnnn.... I will never wear the pelt of Laghodessa's murders...

Last night I tried again. My head had been struck with a constant ache, and my ankles bled out with a heavier flow than the norm. Perhaps my frustration over these statues had manifested into this physical deterioration. When I reached the statues, I was been immediately met by Scarecrow and a strange stag I have not previously encountered. This stag, bore the skeletal pelt and skull mask, like me... though he proudly wore the same massive antlers as the priest. He immediately reminded me of the stags I had once led out of the forest. Save for the fact that he was taunting at Scarecrow and I upon sight.

today is my birthday yay

whoop whoop im turning 16 -shot-

pay no mind to this blog really xD

luls, I wish you all a very merry unbirthday

Ooc; bleh, this is long and rather boring. But I wanted to write something, so I did. C: Verdy, if I butchered Walter, I’m sorry.
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When I awoke, I found myself curled up against the warmth of one of the larger playground rocks. I lay for a moment, my legs entangled, listening carefully to my surroundings. Nearby, I could hear two deer engaged in a sort of fight. Carefully, I rose to my feet, and there I remained for a moment, listening intently to the sounds of battle. There are moments when, I fear, a sort of morbid delight overtakes me, whenever I hear the sound of two stags engaged in some trivial conflict. I like to think that it is an instinct which I acquired in the womb, listening to my feral and highly uncultured father duke it out with competing males; rather than some sort of sociopathic flaw in my mental status. It isn’t, after all, as if I desire blood and carnage. I rather hate it when fights break out, in fact. Yet there is always a twinge of dreadful glee, whenever the sound of clashing antlers happens to strike my ears. And so it was, in this moment, that I listened quietly for a moment while the two stags fought – though it was evident from the very start that the battle was piteously one-sided.

Who is happy??? I AM!! Today I bought myself a Wacom Bamboo Tablet! I thing I'll be much better at drawing this way!

Mood: Happy and excited!
Thoughts: "Why must everything smell like something?"
Hopes: That Azure with be a doe tomorrow or maybe even late tonight!!

Weekend Plans:
Im going to be gone thins week end! Ya for not being lazy! Im heading off to Six Flags with a bunch of friends, so im hoping that'll be fun!

Next Weeks Plans:
I'll hopefully start my Tablet work! My goal is to be able to draw something life like before school starts!

Humm...I guess thats it for now!

My heart
Is an open wound
Pouring billions of gallons
Of blood
Into these antlers;
...
This is my home...
But as the leaves grow dimly
More vibrantly duller
I feel the winter
It's time shall come
And snow shall steal away all prey
I must rest
Rest, now...

is the forest broken?

Tell me wat ur house is always like ova here =) (like noisy, silent, crazy, creepy 0.0 no i dont mean the building XD) my house is completely un-predictable >.>

Does The Endless Forest game ever get addicting to you? How long do you play it? Plz tell me your answers here =)

I logged out of the forest for a while. I left at the playground.
When I came back I saw candles on the rocks! It was still when my deer was the default and had no name, so I couldn't pick them up, but as soon as my deer logged in (it was automatic) the candles disappeared! Do they do that sometimes?
They aren't there now, but I got off and on the Forest and they were there until the game logged me in. They stopped appearing about 10 minutes ago.