The truth behind a smiling face - just a mask.



Mood: O dunno really x_X
Currently: la la la la ... x.x
Recently: Jump~
Thoughts: ... why oh why ....




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Gender: Stag, male
Title: none yet
Picto: [X]
Set: Orca pelt, Dotd Mask, Purple Flowers on Antlers or Candle Antlers
Color: #7D478C
D.o.B. ~May 19th
Age: 1 deer year ( 4 month in real )
Orientation: Bisexual

Appearance:

At the moment:
- DotD Mask
- Orca Pelt
- Candler



Mate: None, and since he likes stags more than does. ( Thats his little secret. ) he's kinda alone. ^^
Friends: None yet
Family: He had a brother, who died in an accident looong time ago. His family is elsewhere.



Personality:

• Friendly, playfull and social deer.
• Sometimes shy and unsure about what to do.
• Likes beeing with others, but sometimes he thinks, they missunderstand him.
• Often very active, dancing, jumping around ,running~.
• If he's in a bad mood, he separates or just wanders off. Sometimes he lowers his antlers and shake his head, but he prefers not to fight. So pls just leave him then.
• Never hurt fawns or does! He will protect those beeing attacked by others.

Am thinking about having a student choreography show to raise our seed money. Any requests from the Forest Dwellers?

AND! Not naming names just yet, but our first contact for music for the Ballet has gotten back to me, and he's interested. Hmm. Fingers crossed!

In the meantime, check this stuff out.

http://www.alandamy.com/index.html More artists of interest.

We took our students to the Smokies a few weeks ago and found the soundtrack to this:
http://www.pbs.org/aboutpbs/news/20080714_nationalparks.html
The music is incredible. Ken Burns always gets good musicians on his documentaries. "Baseball" has a fantastic soundtrack.

The Masquerade design has a LOT of interest at the studio. Responses range from "Wow" to "Oooh" to "Does she do this professionally?" to "I WANT THOSE MASKS!"

so much to do...

Her form is of a silvern maid, forced to serve for her master. As she roams the steps of Gods, she knows she is not alone, but she is more alone than anyone else.

"May the tale of the Ghost Deer live on," she speaks, her voice brittle and caked with age. Out she stutters a few more verbs, but none make any sense to her or the likes around her...she stumbles.

Perfectly-crafted nose in the mud of the silt-filled pond, her mouth opens to let seep in the water hidden in the brown cloak. She wonders if one day she will seep out like that again, like water from the mud, like a maiden from the rubble...

Her antlers are hollow and weak as she moans, her voice a match in strength. Fur petted down against her by every morning's dew, the last days of happiness but an illusion to her. She remembers her sisters, her brothers, her dad...all symbolic yet all true. She knows there lies hope in Fractalline, but how much? How long until her fur seeps into the eternal stay of ghostlihood? How long until she gives up hope like the rest of us? Thoughts lie dim as her blood, seeping through in an eternal crimson red, and yet...the red lies...

She could speak forever as she spies the forest full and filled...

But she knows there is no time, no more...

Her face lies in the mud, buried with time, with hopelessness...

Name: R'Dikjayhl
Nickname: R'Dik
Gender: Stag
Set: Orca or DotD pelt, long mask, Secretary bird antlers
Mate: None
Picto: X
How To Remember: Like a sideways R and J
Friends: Iaurdagnire, Nevi, Ben, Riptail, Seed

They begin to move, we begin to shake
We are so excited it is like an earthquake
We look around knowing what will come
But too soon it will be over and all but done
We see them move, hovering like a ghost
In the distance we see flowers appear like popping up toast
We run towards all together
We could run like this forever and ever
But soon we stop and realise it is only a dream
But the twin gods are smiling, with the summers gleam
Txx, i like this one, it has some mystery about it, spooky lol!

All of them lined up in a row
Waiting for the time to go
Peering round to see who will go first
We have no need to rehearse
We begin to call and dance and do spells
And in the distance we hear some bells
It is the twin gods preparing their festival
When we know in time when it shall come

How do u get icons, made one, got it all perfecta and then it said i was not an image, and now i do not know what to do, here is the icon if anyone can figure out what is wrong, PLEASE HELP Txx

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yeaah io know there are sooo many updates, butt i really like them and think they are handy...i also won't update this blog more than one at a day...x') oh and please tell me if there are any mistakes! <3
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Random information (will-be-online/last-online-deer/ meee 8D)
Weather: rainy(Forest) / cloudy (outside)
Place: old oak (Forest)
Eating: nothing / nothing tooo -.-
Will do next: run /look who's online
Wishing: that stag, who doesn't fear / someone is online
Fret about: herself / nothing
Random(xD): 'Oh go away. leave me aloner' / whooo is going to be online? x)

Name:Sunfyra
Mood: sad/angry
Thinking: “Why did you left her?! Why?!"
Set: normal antlers, Indian mask , beluga pelt
With: noone
Color: purple (purple)
Last incident: met Polt and Raven and try to cheer them up

Name: Mela
Mood: confused/bothered -.-
Thinking: “Stop screaming!”
Set: key antlers, hand mask, secretary bird pelt
With: some friends and two zombie deer
Color: blue (#1c5691)
Last incident : met those zombie deer

[=yellow][center] Name: Joy
Mood: happy =D
Thinking: “absolutely wonderful!”
Set: feathers, whispering mask, magpie pelt
With: friends

Would one allow me to share my life, as so tenderly told by none other than myself? Perhaps it would be far too vain, but I cannot let myself be defined by such a degrading term. I suppose, I cannot let my tale go unoticed, I feel as if that if that were the case, my meaning may be lost.
All of us seek that clever state, titled none other than 'happieness'. Perhaps one has chased after this word, dreamed of it to describe themselves. One must always pursue it, as I presume anyone would gladly say, in stride, 'I am happy.' Of course, as I have learned from a very smart fellow, we all try to attain this state, although many travel by different roads. If one would kindly allow me to share the road in which I traveled.

Leaf made a new friend today. :3