3/27/10 - Big Update

I sold a lot of my necklaces at a yard sale, but I didn't get much money for them. Everything that is crossed out was sold. Hopefully I'll have a new batch of necklaces made sometime so we can do some more sales. I'll try to send ToT a donation from the little profit I got from the necklaces.

The only ones I have left are two of the SiO2 necklaces, and one is in the process of being sold.



[b]HEYA GUYS! I'm on Etsy now, so some of my necklaces have been listed there!

In the great oak, a solitary natural pelted doe slept. In her sleep, she tossed and turned, struggling to wake from a desperate nightmare. She muttered broken terms as she struggled in the dream, trying to change it, or break out of it. “No… don’t kill… Stop…”

A fawn stepped into a world of complete mist and blackness. The mist began to thin, revealing the surrounding area to be the interior of a great cellar of sort, completely intact save for a hole leading into the ghostly world on the other side. He was quickly surrounded with glowing eyes and the sounds of snarling beasts. The silhouette of the Big Zombie Deer stepped forward, backed by a strange gray deer with the horns of a mountain goat, and the hands of a gorilla. The stairs the fawn had just finished walking down became blocked by the bulk of a large, one antlered skeletal pelted stag, and a smaller albino doe with blue facial pant and massive red antlers. The fawn shuddered in fear, already figuring on the worst. He began to back up, toward the stone walls. Mr. Red stepped into the cellar threw the hole in the wall, flashing a grin. “So, someone did fall for it.” He commented. Spangled Plushblue laughed to herself, cockily. Clearly she had been the one whose screams lured the little creature to its doom. “You can start thankin’ me now.” She added. The Big Zombie Deer slowly approached the cowering fawn, and reared, deadly hooves tearing thru the mist. The large skeletal stag stepped away from the staircase in the same moment, Mr. Red, Spangled, and Sinker each looking ready to head up, the moment the Zombie’s hooves would strike.

So, I just that I NEVER logged into Xiao's account...I don't know if this'll effect her growth...but until I find out I will be using another account for her until she grows.

I hate the picto on the account, but until I can use her real picto, it'll do.

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Well, Im looking into a new set for my fawn, who will grow up in a couple of weeks.

I have her set picked out, but I need to DotD[small, spiky black ones] antlers along with the skull attatched.

I thought I had the antlers, but they seemed to have dissapeared.

So, if anyone would be so kind as to send me them through my email I would love you <3

If nobody has them with the Skull attatched, Im sure I can find new antlers.


Email::

Merry.woods@yahoo.com

(All the way at the bottom is my art status)

Okay, really quick because the internet connection might die any second:

Last night in a split second descision, I decided to visit my parents at my grandfather's old house in Cumberland, Maryland. This is where they will move into while I'm at college. It's really old and needs fixing, and right now it's completly empty. Nothing......blank. We have an airmattress, a tv, and two camp chairs. Since this was at the last minute at my niece's party that I decided to come, I don't have any clothes or anything. so yeah...but it's not like I haven't had to do worse XD

But the stupid moving company we hired is being retarded and not moving our stuff directly here like they promised, so it's lost in some warehouse where God knows what's been happening to it. That is making me not happy, I have some very personal, very fragile things there, that mean a lot to me. If they do anything to some personal stuff of ours, someone's getting their ass kicked >:C

But I finally got to see my kitty again, though he's pissed because he can't go outside yet, but he enjoys the screened-in porch for now.

The only other thing that got me really mad, was the tenant that we rented this place to. This house is where I practically grew up. I watched as my grandfather built the porch, re-did the outside of the house, and plant the beautiful gardens out back where we would watch the birds all the time. It's very small here, but my grandfather was so proud of it, and him and I were close. He was an artist too, he taught me most of what I know now. I can count the number of times I'd come here and there'd be a new pack of Crayola colored pencils and a sketch pad laying on the table for me to practice in. He'd take me out on the back porch and we'd draw together.

It ish right herez!: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-C4GIU7lPA

It is horribibble, I know.

Name: Rhiannon
Origin: Name of Welsh horse goddess
Age: Undead Fawn
Gender: Female
Siblings: Falamir
Parents: Long deceased. Damn wolves.... -_-
Picto:
http://tale-of-tales.com/TheEndlessForest/register/pictogram.php?username=Rhiannonflower&bgcolor=ff9807
Orientation: Straight although she has never loved anyone that was not a relative.

How I appear to the Deer eye



History
Rhiannon is Falamir's twin sister. She has the power to speak to the undead and call upon spirits. Her family was ashamed of her because of her powers, and they neglected her and favored Fal. Depressed, she spent most of her time away from EVERYONE by whispering with ghosts in the Old Ruins. Once, she had seen a wolf by the ruins, uprooting bodies and devouring them. Rhiannon believed that bodies are needed for the afterlife, so she attacked it, and it chased her. The wolf chased the fawn all the way to the pond where the deer leaped in and lost her scent.

She hurried on home at dark; her parents and grandfather were pissed off and demanded to know what kept her from home. She explained her ordeal to them, but they didn't believe her, not even her beloved brother who only said, "She's telling a fib." Rhiannon loved Falamir deep down, so his words broke her heart and made her...evil.

The next morning, the fawns' guardians decided to take a stroll outside the wood, taking Rhiannon with them. Fal slept in the Big Oak. The foursome was attacked by wolves, who killed Rhia's mum, dad, and grandpa in front of her. She took of running towards the highlands, who chased her down, mangling her body. She tripped and was overcome by death.

[This is Banshee, witting]

I guess today I had the most fun. I found this unknown deer, on the woods, I introduced myself to him, off course, and played a little bit. Then I started to become a bit unease and ran but, guess what? he followed me [smiles]
All I thought was that I was being a bother but maybe not today , I fell so happy~
We ran throughout the woods...It was fun~
I couldn't understand him sometimes and I would like to know if he really enjoyed my company..heh



[closes his diary with a bright smile and thinks to himself]

Maybe its not that bad to approach with others...

(haha this is fun 8D I´m gonna do all my "diary" entries like this, when they are for Banshee)

I don't want your pity, I only made this so that I would remember what happened!
Baal pretty much just beat her up. She got a concussion, so fortunately most of her disorientation is because of that rather than some major injury. Now she is tired and has a terrible headache and can't remember the fight or much afterward.










































































































Sorry this is so ridiculously disjointed, I can't concentrate at all.

I thought it would be interesting to see if anyone has any quotes that are important to them, or just funny/insightful, or lifechanging, or just happens to reflect your own views, because oten other people say it better.

..not really expecting anyone to respond, but what the hey.

“I naturally tend to see the funny side of life. Humour is essential for our survival.
It makes us who we are. Looked at in the right way, there’s nothing that can’t be laughed about.”
-Paul Merton

"As we journey through life, discarding baggage along the way, we should keep an iron grip, to the very end, on the capacity for silliness. It preserves the soul from dessication."
-Humphrey Lyttelton

"A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools."
-Douglas Adams

...I have more, but my head is woolly and I can't remember any more.