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Dear Wyvern…

I sit here by the pond, looking at my own distorted reflection, thinking over all that I’ve accomplished…and realizing I have too much extra time afterwards. My thoughts empty, leaving only doubt, bitterness, darkness of all sorts. If I were to change tactics and ponder all my mistakes instead, perhaps then I’d feel whole again, gluttonous on fool’s errands and poor judgments. What have I learned? What do I still need to understand?

You may think that…that I didn’t- that I don’t- care about how you feel about me. I admit, at the time I didn’t want to believe it, and in turn, didn’t want to care. I thought that was the cause of all my trouble, caring too much, and I began to despise that part of myself. I thought I could wish it away; close my eyes tight and hope some alternate reality would surface. Even then though, I could not shake the actions of a fool, a part I play extraordinarily well, it seems.

I ramble. The fact is I do care…I care very much. Your confessions and your…stubbornness? What else could it be? They’ve stayed with me. I still can’t understand them, but they’re they are, haunting me.

Heh…I remember the thing that drew me to you most was the fact that, well…-laughs- you were the first doe to truly put up with me. Simple enough, my young mind needed little encouragement, and ‘just friends’ felt like so much more in those play-filled summer months. I didn’t know what I was doing, and I still don’t, but I do know that even now…you’re the only one who seems to put up with me. I can not conceive why, but there you are. You’ve had every right to bitterness, to be rid of me, and yet you’ve gone a whole new direction, an unmarked road I hesitate to follow down.

And yet, I address this confession to you.

Okay, I know half of you guys don't approve, and neither do I of spell data. But I keep losing my pelt repeatedly and it's a pain in the butt to be turned back into a mini-deer all the time. If anyone here either has the time to change me back, or perhaps give me spell-data, I'd really appreciate it. I'd prefer to be changed back rather than get spell data though....

~Emily

Well, all day today I've been doing stuff wrong, nothing seems to be coming out thew way I planned, and I can't speak my mind without it coming out wrong irl and here... I hate this and if I've upset anyone I would wish for you to tell me.

Mystress

Before


Waiting...




Watching the Door with Q


General Chaos Ensues




We're going to try this again!

When: Saturday 10/18/08 (all day!)
Party Central: the Great Oak (and all over the rest of this place)

The occasion shall be the First Annual Pre-Halloween Lightbringing Shriner's Convention, and as always every deer, bat, frog, dove, squirrel and pinecone is invited! You too!

Wear your favorite mask and costume and be prepared to welcome fawns and nameless deer with ungulate dancing and old-school forest magic! Woot!

Name: Doppleganger
Titles: "The Ghost Doe"
Gender: Doe
Eye Colour: Appears to be red
Age: Fawn
Real Birthday: 27th of September 2008
Used Birthday: 27th of September 2008
Stag Day: Not there yet
Mate: None.
Pictogram:
How to remember it: Two L's and a square?
Personality: Doppleganger is very shy around stags but not as shy around fawns her own age. Though she does like to play with other, but it is all dependant on her mood. Though. when she is angry: she is anti-social, and runs away from practicly everything. And opposite from that when happy. (I know, I'm brain-dead right now.)
History: Doppleganger doesn't have much of a history. Just sort of a normal one. (She likes to go by Doppleganger and won't tell anyone her real name.
Enemies: None.
Family: None that I know of.
Friends: She has some, but dosen't know any of thier names.
Enemies: None
Sleeping Location: Ruins, just outside the cage
Favourite Weather/Time of Day: Nightime, rain
Theme Song: Not chosen
Colour: Not chosen
Other pictures: None

(You will see Doppleganger without her white pelt because she is a fawn and can't hold that coat)
(Yes, I am new to the game and the forums. ^^)

HOW do you get a name sybol I don't know how and I'm stumped and really frustrated because when I log in it doesn't show my symbol HELP ME

Silly human, entering the forest with the spells upon me of the wisest fae of the forest. Need I truly sneeze through every single spell?

And now, I shall scream out my heart to you all, though soft of voice, I know you'll hear m..wait.

To my ears, I hear the soft and shallow whistles of my mask, but I also hear the strong call of a normal deer.

And a moment after, I hear another moo.

Gods, why do you torment me so? Why do you enjoy mocking my lone wanderings?

You cruel beasts...

Tabii closeup! (well, kind of...)


Floating Quammyhead... xD;


The Tabii party the other day... 8'D


From when it snowed... <3

I tread in honor of the Lady Anzel, and my steps are those of a silvern ghost...


I tread in honor of the Lady Taint, and my steps are those of an anguished flutterby...

Here are some of the screenshots that I've taken within the past few weeks, that I never got around to posting...

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Floating Head & Antlers


Good reference picture for Reindeer antlers


Anzel sitting next to GoldenWinged, watching over Run's Memorial, with a fawn in the distance


Painted Lady resting solemnly


Hangman in Halves


Hangman...has no antlers? (or does he? *wink*)


The guardian angels of sweet little Nurra (loaded them looking directly at her, sleeping in the pond; she's not visible in the pic)


A...dove. You know who you are.


Playground rocks (looks like...a gigantic, fossilized tapeworm XD; )


Bat reference I


Bat reference II


Nurra meets a pair of deer stuck in a tree


Fallen is Vein


Now you can see how -I- see Vein's pictogram: a vampire's face


Vein strikes


Vein runs towards the Pond Ruins (after my deer fall asleep, normally the pond and ruins pictograms do this; look at the TOP of this pic)


Vein watches over a bunch of lies


Anzel poses with a deer who copies her actions (psst: the real anzel has flowers)


Taint sees hopelessness