8D today my fawn Sylphide, has grow up!!!

lD screenie coming soon!

Anyone recognize the two with the grey/black pelts?

That was fun! Although, Menelaus is really freaked out by the fog and wolves. That's why you'll see him cowering when it comes. But he still loves to dance.

1. Aeros and Pan are forced to roleplay out a verbal couple fight. Who gets to play the wife?
|D |D |D Aeros, duh.

2. Bale and Scape are forced to roleplay out a verbal couple fight. Who gets to play the wife?
...-dead so hard- Bale.

3. Will Scape eat those green eggs and ham?
I bet not, but maybe after some coaxing.

4. What if you found out that Pan was secretly an alien plotting to take over the world together with Nox?
-so not surprised- I would join them in all their anarchist vs. organized world-taking-over. :B

5. How did you meet Masque?
Uh. Well. There was this one night in Veg-

-shot-

6. If Nox played in a movie, what kind of character would they play?
The brooding snarky guy who turns out to be the villian. c8

7. What song could be Jingle's theme song?
Cuppy Cake. sdfgdfgdfg.

8. Can Tuna be bad influence?
OH GOD LOL.

9. Lieka is actually Jingle in disguise, you know.
-gasp- How'd she fit into that little tiny body?

10. Name something you have in common with Aspen?
We're both asses I guess.

EDIT: And now for some canony goodness: http://patchworkpersona.deviantart.com/journal/23817724

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1. Will Skokey eat those green eggs and ham?
He will not eat them, Sam I Am.

2. Who's Andy dating?
No one, he still wants to make out with E-*shoved*

3. What's your fondest memory of Mercutio?
When I first saw him in the movie XD

4. What is or would be a good nickname for Tybalt?
Sex Puppy >D *SHOT*

5. Can Rance be bad influence?
idunnololMAYBE

6. What's Lorak to you?
gay

7. What musical instrument would Vipin most likely play?
pfffffffffidunno CELLO? okndskognsdo

8. If Chanse played in a movie, what kind of character would they play?
THE ADORABLE LITTLE KID MAYBE

9. What advice would you give Avani?
love meee love mee SAY THAT YOU LUV MEEEEE

10. Do you think Her is a virgin?
idunnomaybekoskndgosnkdglol|D*shot*

An earthy-toned figure moved amongst the fog. Bats seemed to flock to the old deer, by some strange feat of nature. As naked as he was, the rune between his antlers cut a path through the dark air. More mist puffed out of his nostrils as he pounded across the ground - without his color, it seemed as if the cares of old age had melted away. Still, new ones had come to replace them. His eyes wild, the stag leapt over the branches and logs in his way, barreling towards the shadows in the distance marking the Ruins.

Without a backward glance at the few deer he passed, he seemed possessed by the devil, his path straight as an arrow but at a breakneck pace. Those who recognized him lowered their antlers in tense anxiety - something was wrong, but they didn't dare follow. An earthy trail was kicked up in his wake, and he would have run even further, had the cold, unforgiving stone of the Ruins not stopped him. The stag slammed into a pillar, his knees buckling under him, and collapsed to the ground. He writhed on the cold grass for a few furious paces, but his newly-young body was as exhausted as his old mind, and, at last, he lay still, his breath coming in deep gasps.

Another, darker shape emerged out of the shadows. Its ruby-red eyes were the brightest part of the beast, shining brightly. The doe neared the limp stag fearlessly - she needed no qualms about his frenzied state. He jumped considerably when she lowered her head to him, breathing in his smell. Her bloodred gaze met his, observing how his eyes were white with deranged fear, and she stroked his fur with her face before raising her neck and looking to the sky. The shadows around the pair were darker, and writhed with more intensity than the surrounding night - the air smelled of decay. The doe breathed in and out more slowly, closing her eyes in a deliberate sort of way. Several minutes passed of utter silence. At last, the darkness retreated, and the two deer were left in peace.

i was wandering who this stag was,Rinta had loads of fun with him a dozen of times!
so who's deer is it/who are you?

...Rain was still gloomy and tried to avoid other deer. The thick mist didn't scare her today, even the howling and bats that creeped her before now were old news. She was drowned to the top of her antlers in despair and loneliness and wasn't really paing attention to where she was going. She didn't notice that no other deer was heard or sensed, that ecxept for the howling and the flapping sound of the bat's wings, she couldn't hear a thing. Then, all of a sudden she heard a fawn's voice. Poor thing must be lost and scared. The voice was weeping and calling to her. She wanted to be alone, but she was a doe for Twin Gods's sake! She was a fawn herself once and she knew how scary it can be to be all alone in the forest at night away from others. Rain tossed her despair aside. The fawn could have hurt himself in that thick fog or maybe bullied, lets face it its spring - stags get pretty crazy by that time and they don't stand even offsprings near their does. Rain galoped towards the voice. But it seemes to come from everywhere. And the weirdest thing was - she didn't feel the scent of this fawn... strange..Damn this mist!
Then she saw a big dark silhouette rising from the fog. "The Ruin?" she thought "Oh no, if fawn hurt himself somwhere in the Ruin this could be pretty serious." But is this place really the Ruin? The Ruin was just a foundation by now, with a few arches and columns left... But what she saw was a great building, like an ancient castle or a monastery... There were no lights exept for one little spark - a candle... Rain came a bit closer. Near the entrance arch stood a young woman, dressed in white. She was barefoot and bare-headed. She held her hand out towards Rain and waved, as if asking to follow. Rain felt a little scared, but she had this feeling that this strange girl knows her and maybe can know something about her past. She followed the girl into the inner yard.
- Who are you?- she asked.

My first impression of this 'game' was WTF. What are those glowing symbols, why is everyone belling and how the hack can I change my deer's outfit?
Well, I haven't figured out all those things yet. I do know what that symbol is - my avatar image - and I know that I have to wait (play?) a month to grow up. But how do I change my skin, my horns, my face?
It's a long way to go. I don't even know if it's worth it (I hope so). After I've bought (!!!) The Graveyard and played it (and died) I'm impressed by Tale Of Tales. But a deer screensaver thing? I don't know. Let's see what happens in the next month until I get grown up!

Ich hoffe mal es gibt irgendwo auch Deutsche hier in dem Game, praktisch wär's. Falls es da welche gibt, über Kontakt und evt. eine Einführung in das Spiel bzw. diese Seite, damit ich wenigstens weiss, wie ich etwas erfahren kann, wäre durchaus hilfreich. Ich weiss (noch) nicht ob man hier im Blog Kommentare schreiben kann oder nicht, ich bin aber gegebenfalls über meine EMail Adresse erreichbar: daniel@codefreak.net
Ich wäre sehr froh, wenn sich jemand bei mir meldet, der mich ein wenig instruieren kann (vielleicht auch über Skype, MSN, TeamSpeak2 etc...?).

Regarrrrrds!
~Gachl

I downloaded this game, and im really enjoying it so far.
I'll look for you in the forest

"So they just left you?"

"Yeah... I don't even know why."

"That's... unfair..."

The green doe looked to Clock sympathetically. "I feel for you..."

Clock almost glared at her, "How? How could you possibly know what I feel write now?"

The doe looked down at the water, "Because I was abandoned too... Not just by my family, by my friends and neighbors as well..."

"Oh..." Clock's ears lowered, "Sorry, I didn't know..."

"It's okay." She smiled, "At least here, I can make new friends... Even maybe a new family."

Clock looked to her, ears perking. "Where did you come from, anyway?"

The doe looked at her reflection. Her long green hair, her bare, green, spotted skin, the butterfly mask on her white face... "Oh... I guess you could say I used to live close to here. But it doesn't matter now, I can't go back. I don't plan on it, either."

Clock nodded. He suddenly realized something, it made him a little embarrassed. "I forgot to ask for your name..."

The doe looked to him, and smiled kindly, "Tropa. Some call me The Gingerbread Frog."

***

Clock seemed less and less alone every day now. He always visited Tropa at least once a day, getting to know her better. It was clear that she was much older than him. Truly, he developed a crush for her before, but it soon passed. She was more of a mother than a mate. A mother... That's exactly what she was like...

Clock soon realized what she meant to him. As soon as his real family left... She just came to his rescue. She was so kind and sympathetic. A complete stranger, ready to help him in any way she could. It could have been the work of the gods... It could have just been luck.