Yeah I wanted to make a story first but got a bit lazeh XD Maybe Solace can help me once D":

ANYWAY

Auge and Solace got a little girl together <3 Her name is Poltergeist, and she wears this pictogram!
Noo, it's not another face like Horizon/Gehirn, look closer. The square is a head, the curve underneath are it's legs. <3
IT'S A DANCING DUDE 8D XDD

Awright. A bio will be written soon; most likely by Solace and me. Poltergeist is going to be played by us both. Not at the same time ofcourse... She'll have a split-personality disorder, because it's impossible for us to play her the exact same way.
We both have different idea's about her too XD How to see who's playing her?
Well, when you see Auge and Poltergeist, it's Solace who's playing her. If you see all three, it's also Solace XD! (My comp can't handle clones) Solace and Poltergeist, means I'm playing her (Ill make updates..) And when Poltergeist is alone, I'm most likely playing her ^^...

..Did that make sense? LOL Anyway; we still have rough plans, but while writing+playing we'll find out how she want's to be XD (I always let my deer form their own personality's...)

..So eh. There. Did get a bit longer as I suspected. BUT FOR NOW
YAAAAAAAAAAY
FAWN!

my deer is a purple ball what can I do that it looks like a deer

sry for my english i know its bad =(

(This is not a TEF story, but it is slightly related in some obscure way. ^^;)

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The squirrel raises her head, gazing into grey, murky sky. Clad heavily in warm coats and scarves, Fluere hears the dry leaves crisp beneath her bulky boots. Weak sunlight illuminates small patches of her ochre fur, and her large black eyes blink from a cold, October wind that gasps through the trees.
Fluere bends down and picks up a fallen leaf in her gentle claws. Twirling it, the golden reds and browns blur into a swirl of colours.
The cold, October wind tugs at the leaf, and Fluere lets go, watching it be carried away to join its cousins and its cousins’ cousins and fall once more to the forest floor.

As the leaves fall, so does the Winter come.

Beside Fluere stands another squirrel. His ears flicker, and he sighs, words turning into frosted mists. “It’s October, innit?”
“Yeah.”
“Ready for the winter, eh?”
“There’s enough in the stores, I think.” She picks up another leaf, this time simply holding it and tracing the tiny, delicate threads that run across its surface.
The other squirrel, Taurin, shivers.
“October’s pretty, but it’s cold, innit...” he says.

A gust of wind whispers again, and brings with it a shower of tawny, yellow aspen leaves. Thousands of the tiny shapes with flame-orange tips bring the sweet smells of autumn with them, swirling and dancing through the squirrels’ noses.
Fluere takes Taurin’s hand. “Come on. Time we headed home, Tau.”
They trudge through thick carpets of the fallen souls of trees, once a life-filled green, but now the varied browns.

The first few flakes of white softness begin to fall, following the footsteps of the leaves. Each floating fragment is like a quiet word of farewell to the two small figures, crunching their way solemnly, but a thought brightens their hearts:

With that time-span, you'd think there'd be a lot of screenshots, right?
Wrong.
Due to the desktop being reformatted recently, I wasn't able to play TEF on it; only on the laptop, which I refuse to take screenshots on, so they don't build up they like on here and slow it down. I only relented for one closeup shot a few nights ago, that I unfortunately don't have on here yet.

Getting back on subject... Yep. I'm back on the desktop. So I have screenshots. =] 13 of them that are going in an album. I'll have that one from the laptop up eventually. =]

9-23 to 10-2-08

Lulerz, I've been thinkin'
bout'
makin'
a deer based on Bela Lugosi's portrayal of Dracula. Kinda.

If I do, I might recycle one of my unused deer's pictos so I don't have to wait for my fawn to grow up.

lol

Oh, and Anzel. I need your permission first as you have a vampire deer, and if you feel uncomfortable with me making Dracula deer, just say something, it's fine. xD

I just wanted to say....
I love you guys :3

And I miss those of you who left.
Or dont really come on the site anymore.
:<

This place feels a little more unfamiliar... I dont know...

nevermind me c:

Make a tag to go next to my name? I want it to be my deer symbol, but me is not aware of how!!! Helpeth MEEEE!
BTW Deer Name:
Yeyi Calli. it's nahuatl (aztec) so call me Yeyi, Cally, Yey, Call, YC, or Yeyi Calli.

The language is dying, so I thought I'd support it,and you can too! You can do so my saying "Nilte" (hello) whenever you see im connected and you can also call me Yeyi Calli while Im on as well, so you could be like, "Hey, Yeyi!"

CAUSE.
ILIKESASSAFRAS.
YOULIKESASSAFRAS.
WELIKESASSAFRAS TEEEEEA.

Your name?
Fayne. <: Actually, Christina. -lame-

Your deer's names?
Aeros, Pan, Tuna, and Di. Along with Noir, if you want to count him.

Your inspiration for your deer.
...uhlol.
Aeros was my first deer, so he was just kind of molded into what he is now. Pan's easy to understand. <: -coughcough- Tuna's a projection of myself, and Di...I've always wanted a little french pixie, I 'spose.

Your views on the does/stags/fawns.
At the time of the argument, I wanted to go with the flow. Now, I think it's a reasonable thing to have, as long as the entire game doesn't get to be ABOUT gender.

The first friend of your deer.
My brain says...Scape? Or Lieka. Can't remember. XD

The first crush of your deer >D
Oh asfasdf. Loofa was first, but that didn't hold up. So know Bale. c:

Which of my deer would your deer kiss? *shot*
NONE OF THE ABOVE. -kisses you on the cheek-

Your favourite mask
Either Long or GFS. Although, the skull mask and the DotD mask are pretty kickass too.

Your favourite pelt
Dappled brown, navy and white, or DotD. c:

Your favourite antlers
Uhhhh. I like the peacock feathers. XD zombie deer antlers and monarchs would be my next favorites.

Your deer's sleeping location(s)
Here, here, here, here. Inside, anywhere.

Your deer's favourite main location.
Pond, mostly. XD The Old Oak is good too.

Your deer's favourite food, and thing to do.
Aeros likes mushrooms, Tuna has a thing for berries, Di likes flower petals, and Pan eats deerflesh. Noir eats. SOOOULZ. <: Aeros obviously likes to act the librarian, and Tuna enjoys kicking butt. Pan's more of an ikeelu deer. And Di doesn't...do anything psh. Noir likes tormenting Di hoorah.

Do you have a secret deer?
Naw. XD

Have you ever randomly started a fight out of boredom or anger?

Blackhoof's story
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Take Care, she said.

Stay close she said, don’t die she said. She never actually said it to the fawn. But in her eyes she meant it. Her eyes golden, he voice sweet, and the Stag stern and protective. They would constantly say that this is our child to the wind, this is our hope. And the wind would cry a shrill and say this is my bidding, to kill. The fawn was there hope for a new world. To find the does that headed to the mountains to escape the creatures.

This is our hope, they said, this is our wish. They traveled, keeping the fawn close while the thought about the does and the children and stags among the mountain. “Darling,” the doe asked.

“Yes,” He looked at her.

“Will…he make it,” she gasped for air.

The stag stared at her, then at the staggering fawn. “He may look weak…but he is strong. If he is like me and you he is strong.”

They walked on, cold an hopeful. On the way they came across other deer caring they young to the mountain on a different route. Every gaze was like a sign of warning or death. Night had came upon the traveling pare, and there fawn. The doe sat with her fawn, the fawns’ eyes wide and curious.

The stag stood over them watching carefully. A yell came from the night’s air. The fears where coming. You could stand against them if strong, but nothing could stop them from taking or killing. “My precious doe, I fear,” the Stag said sadly.

“No, you are weak, you won’t be taken, stand strong, and I will see you,” she cried.
“My son,” the stag shook his head.

“Stop! Do not speak this way! You will not be going,” The doe stared up at him. There gazes firm. They cuddled each other worryingly. The fears where around them. Like fog amongst the hills they circled around the bottom of there feet. Eyes red with pleasure, as they yelped and cried amongst them.

“Your slipping,” The doe cried, the stags warmth was leaving.

There was a big event in the forest.

The deer all danced, in a ceremoniously strange dance: They bowed deeper than in the normal dances.

On this little hill, barely noticable, two birch trees were chopped to the stump to look like who sacred pillars, if you didn't look closely enough to notice that they were stumps. A tiny pillar (note: these three things were as tall as...a baseball glove at its tallest, MAYBE) was between the two, which were at off-angles towards it. It glowed slightly, and hummed eerily.

I took a few screenies of it, or tried, but it was hard to get the tiny ferns growing at the bases of the stumps into the pic as well...

Then suddenly, it hummed louder and louder, and out shot two large deer! They ran, elegant, mysterical, and shimmering, out to the Pond, where they ran in such a fashion as to make lines like DNA spirals (it was pretty). One was red and one was blue, but that's all I remember. They were lovely, though.

All deer set pieces were altered a bit for the time being, and I remember wanting to figure out if they were permanent or if they would fade when the event was over. They were based upon the old sets, but the pelts, the antlers, and the masks...transformed. The pelts became fancy, swirly, spikey, lots of things. Fluffier, brighter, deeper...they even glimmered! The antlers became detailed and unique, and the masks just went along with the pelts.

After that point in my dream, it started to shift more towards virtual pets (don't ask; dreams are like that, lol...weird)...

Cool, no?

Oh, and I could play kind-of. Everyone moved very slowly for me, but I could see them moving