MANDY'S NAME HAS BEEN CHANGED TO MIREYA ROSE



Mireya Rose


Name
Mireya (Mur-ay-uh) Rose

Gender
Female

Age
21

Pictogram
Look on my user page!

Mate
....looking |D

Friends
GOAL= Make LOTS of friends x3

Appearance
In-game, she will be red with peacock antlers, and a real-deer mask.
BUT. In drawings, make her WILD. I think of her as having a tan color/red pelt with red and yellow boas, long curly brown hair, and a CURVY bod. cB As a human she looks kind of like... cB

BUTYES anyways, She absolutely LOVES going to parties and dressing up, with boas and feathers and masks. She is particularly fond of a small red mask with feathers coming out of it, and with a beak. c: she likes sparkly things too.

Past
...No one really knows C8


Mannerisms Mireya likes to spend the evenings out, clubbing, drinking, the best. She rarely sticks with one man. On the contrary though, she likes reading books about France in the 1800s. She also enjoys modeling for anybody who asks... whatever way asked C| She is currently- desperately actually looking for someone who will take a glance her way, and maybe a... lasting commitment? Who knows. We do know that it will create a bit of self-discipline to get her into order, and for GOD SAKE STOP SPENDING ALL YOUR MONEY ON CIGARRETTES DOWN AT THE COUNTY STORE. :/


Fanart
Click for larger image. c:

Well, I was wondering what thing you use when you draw the pictures and fanart?

You know, like the pics for the calender

Is there any way to get rid of your account?

You know, the accont on this website, WITHOUT uninstalling the game?
It would help if someone answered

Hey guys, just wanted to say hi, and that, well I'm new ^^'

Right now, I'm downloading the game. Seems like it's a lot of fun! Can't wait to see you guys on there (if i can ge tthis thing to load..)

Anyway, seeya! ^^

Since now my dear Haiss is grown-up ~

I woke in the Birch forest. There was a buzzing in my mind, like a gravitational pull. I groaned, lifting my head. Ears pricked forward, I tried to get my bearings. The sun was blazing down onto my back. I wasn’t in the shade – I was out in the open. A moment of panic swept me up, onto my feet. That’s when I realized that I wasn’t alone. There was a deer standing nearby. Watching. I froze, frightened. As the panic began to ebb away, I slowly began to recognize the deer’s scent. It was the deer I had laid next to, in the blueberry bowl. The deer I had followed to the ruins. I relaxed, lifting my head a little. Fumbling for words, I merely stood where I was, trying to find something intelligent to say. Before I could find anything, he bolted. I was disparaged.

”W-wait,” I called, more confused and hurt than anything. I listened to his footsteps fade, before following after him. I ran through the sea of grass, ignoring the tickle of the foliage against my belly. I may be small and slender, for a deer – but I know how to run, when I need to. My parents were mortal; running was their only defense mechanism. And I inherited their break-neck gallop.

January 27, 2009
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The fawn giggled as blue smoke tickled his ears. He was white! What a pretty color! Maybe now the other deer would play with him. He began to run and jump, trying out his beautiful pelt, when suddenly…

The white was gone.

He was caught mid-jump and tumbled to the ground. Had the statues taken the white back? He returned to the statues and bowed again.

Soon he realized that the statues would only give him the white for a while. It was a gift and they could decide what to do with it. He wondered. What else could the statues do…?

He became white over and over again. As far as he knew, it was the only way to change his pelt. And when he did it, he looked like a dove. And he liked doves.

Suddenly, there was a large deer beside him. The fawn froze.

It was a beautiful dappled stag. Like nothing the fawn had ever seen. The stag bent down his head and suddenly everything was on fire! His whole world was filled with light and a high-pitched tingling noise.

When the light cleared he noticed his legs. They were blue! The stag had painted him!

The stag bowed and ran off while the fawn stood there frozen in wonder.

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Chenaniah sighed. Maybe this dream was a sign. When he was a fawn, he had longed for those pretty pelts. The only way to get them was other deer. He needed other deer.

No.

Not after what they did.

But…

But that had been so long ago.

I can do this in pretty much any style you want, japanese, caveman style or neutral like the one of mystress above. If you're a Lightbringer you may have one extra item in the picture, otherthan the one item you automatically get.

if you want on I have to know:
-What deer
-What style you want
-What item you want
-and if your a lightbringer what extra item you want


It can be used as a coaster because it will be sealed with poly.
Price range $8-$10.00

Alright fine, I agrovated people by saying I was taking a break cuz' of the pdp thing going on, but as expected people got mad at me, but since people haven't really gotten into the exact reason I'm leaving, it is PARTLY cuz of the pdp, but also. I have gotten my heart completely shattered, an I'm not overeggaxerating when I say my trust for other human beings has been completely broken, so I hope you know NOW that I really can't deal with TEF drama, I'm close to falling over the line of totally breakin apart, I wan't to recover from this heartbreak before completely returning to TEF, I'm still not leaving completely.
I DON'T wan't to get deeper into this, so I'd aprecciate it if you just let me be alone with this, and not ask any questions.
Appearently 3 years ment nothing.

.......STILL THINKING OF WHAT ITS GONNA BE.
JUST CAUSE I FEEL BAD. X3;
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