i finally figured out what this story will be about XD

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Vessel arose early. Very early. His appearance hadn't even changed yet. He remembered sitting beside Xylia for hours, and he was a bit confused about where he was. He looked to the horizon, a few strands of pink were just starting to edge the dark sky.

He blinked his hollowed eyes stiffly, still a little tired. He found the pool of blood where his head was, and sighed. Quite a few squirrels and frogs were gathered around his feet, looking up expectantly.

What do you expect to get from me? All I can give you is blood, ignorant little creatures... He started to walk, trying to remember where Xylia lay. He found himself near the Pond. That explains the frogs. He thought. A couple doves took flight from lower branches to follow him. Vessel halfheartedly turned his head to study them. His brow furrowed while his heart sunk a little.

She's still not there... The thought echoed through his mind. He faced the front again to see where he was going. A flash appeared through his mind. He remembered it from the dream he saw earlier. It seemed to be a study of the anatomy of a dove. The memory made a shiver go down Vessel's spine. It was a very foreign image, an ink drawing with many words and arrows pointing to different areas.

The sun was about to peek when he managed to find her. The Peacock doe still slept peacefully, with Lorak still not too far away. He found the spot he took in the Dream Realm, and sat down next to her. She awoke prematurely, and blinked drowsily at the one next to him.

She paused before trying to say anything. She distinguished his pictogram first, "V... Vessel?..." Vessel rubbed his face against hers gently, being careful not to smear blood on her cheek. She lowered her head again and fell back to sleep.

Started on this some time ago....random crap about nothing....
Just Favorite stuff...YAY! Try it, it's kind of fun
at first then slips into under madness...Good luck on
trying to think of random things to ask yourself....

zzZZZ

Well, in forest that is. xD Its Photios, Hero's little brother. Be kind or Hero will have to kick some butt.

~Bio's on both Hero and Photios coming soon, when I stop getting lazy.

My attempt at trying to start up a RP again. Involving three particular fawns in just one mini "episode" of their lives.(Lier is in fact, staying as a fawn for a little while longer.) Lier gathers everyone for a evening story. He always was a story teller. He had the perfect voice, matching every situation and fitting every character. Whenever the traveling caravan came to town all of the children came to hear his stories, being a traveler, he was able to gather many.

So sit back, relax, and enjoy as Lier tells a tale of heroes, villains, and adventure...............

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"Come on Paavo! If you do not hurry, you will be left behind!" the fawn called back teasingly to his companion.
"You better not Lier!" came the indignant reply.
"Relax, I would never really do that, honest," Lier said with a wry grin. A light peach and tan fawn trotted up beside Lier. The younger fawn had a look of worry on his face.
"Where are we even going Lier? It's almost dark, and who knows what comes here at night."
"We are just going to the Ename Ruins," Lier stated simply,"There is nothing there except graves, and their occupants have been long dead. There is nothing to fear." For some reason, this did not seem to comfort Paavo.
"Ooh, I believe I hear Shyla up ahead, let us go meet up with her, maybe she will want to come as well. Race you there!" and with that, the ash-colored fawn was off in a bound.
"Hey wait for me! Cheater!"

The two fawns soon caught up with the third, debating over who won (Lier swore he did, but Paavo said it did not count because he had a head start). Shyla excitedly greeted her two friends and the trio ran off towards the Ruins.

"You guys will never be able to reach me up here," Shyla stated smugly as she sat atop one of the broken columns.
"Well how can I? Your fat butt took up all of the room." Lier teased.
"Hey! My butt's not that fat!"

WARNING: Not for those with weak hearts. Or, at least, the beginning. c:

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"Ow."

So she was hurting too. At least Her wasn't alone. She felt the weight of her partner pressing down on her chest, causing a dull throb to emit from the wound in her back.

"You get hit too?"

"Yes." They were both shot, then. Tuna smelled of blood - or maybe it was her own body. Or both. Her thoughts were muddled, addled by pain.

But it was fading. Marvelously fading away.

"We're finished, babe." Tuna's voice was gravelly, like she was swallowing grit. Her calmed her breathing. "I thought as much." Faces were racing through her mind - Renojack, Bale. Esll. All the friends she was leaving behind. "This was bound to happen sometime." She smiled vaguely and stroked the younger woman's hair. Tunafish tilted her head to look up at her. "At least it'll feel better, whatever's after this." She paused. "But Bale. Poor thing. Renojack, too."

"Yeah." Her closed her eyes and began to hum. Tuna followed suit. Their voices became merged, and then...silence.

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(HOLD YOUR HOUSES. Sit down, there. -srsfaec-)
--lol-

"GAH. Get offa me, you lump!"

"Hey, you were okay with it two minutes ago!"

Two does untangled their bodies and flopped over in the shallow water of the Pond. Tuna pulled herself to her feet and shook her body, droplets spraying out everywhere. "That was a nice one. Almost as good as that time two months back."

"Not quite." Her spat out a stream of water. "Thanks, Auriea!" A warm breeze swirled around her in response. "Alright, come on. Let's go find Bale. I wanna see if I can get a hold of Renojack soon." She stood up as well. "And, mate?"

"What?"

"Sorry about RJ. I know I'm obsessing. I just...can't help it."

Tuna grinned. "We're partners. We have to piss eachother off sometime." Her smiled and jerked her head towards a group of deer in the distance. The duo trotted off as if the day had never been interrupted by their own deaths.

"Dude. Wake up."

A warm nose prodded her stomach, moist with water. Her slowly let her eyes slide open to greet the dawn. The pink tinge of a sunrise met her gaze, along with a black hind leg in the left side of her field of vision. Tuna's. It had to be. Her swiped her head around to look at her partner. She was wet all over - apparently she'd been swimming. "What is it."

"Got a new job in the Otherworld. I was seeing RJ off and heard about some new company. Better nip 'em in the bud."

Renjoack. The calm of last night vanished, leaving behind an ice-cold wave of panic that gripped the chocolate doe. Her felt herself fighting for breath, her eyes moistening with tears. He's gone again. AGAIN. And I let him go this time. She took a deep breath, her lip trembling. Tunafish looked as if she was fighting with herself for speech. "It's okay. Really. He was just here, you got to see him." A tinge of exasperation marred her voice.

She was going against her character, being this considerate. What a fool Her was making of herself! Obsessing, wrapped up in her own life, and dragging down the one who looked up to her. Her own anger clawed at her sadness, almost like a seperate being. I've gotta stop this. NOW. Slowing her breathing, she shook her head fiercely and pulled herself upright. "Alright. It's fine. When are we leaving?"

Tuna seemed slightly relieved and shrugged. "Now, if you want."

"Michael?"

Almost immediately, the wind around them picked up. A warm feeling engulfed the pair, and they were gone, speeding across time and space. Her felt herself changing - almost as if she was rising into a permanent rear. Her spine straightened, fur being replaced by skin. Before she could blink, they were sitting on the floor of Tunafish's apartmen, naked and human.

OTAY. So I'm majorly bored, TEF is too glitchy at the moment, and while I'm inspired to write a short-story, my writing skills are like word salad. SO ANYWAYS. MUSIC IS FUN.

This thread is for sharing songs that you would love other people to hear. Easy enough, amirite?

I'm hooked on Stars (and phonics) at the moment, so chyea.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qL0ORaMqdCU (you can probably ingore the lulzy video on this)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JP8OL-2xEKA

I'll has more laterz, but listenplz, and share your favorites. I WANT TO HEAR THE GOODNESS. :3

General

Name: Clockwork

Meaning: The mechanism of a clock

Title: The Omniscient One

Age: Abount maybe 16 or 17 human years

Color: Red

D.O.B.: September 2008

Gender: Stag

Pictogram: X

How to Remeber the Pictogram: It looks like... A crane with a box about to drop it on another box XD

Living Place: Nowhere in particular

Appearance:
Normally:
- Striped pelt
- Hands mask
- Fan antlers

Cheat:
- Silver pelt
- Kirin antlers
- No mask

Owen:
- Red pelt
- Zombie antlers
- Kabuki mask

Down Town:
- Nightfall pelt
- Orca antlers
- Magpie mask

Kerberos:
- Beluga pelt
- Fan antlers
- Skull mask

Relatives

Family:
- Big brother, not in game

Mate: Danielle <33333

Personality

Clock is hyper, crazy, mood swingy, and a teenage boy. That pretty much sums it up. He's very active most of the time, and doesn't like to sit in one spot for too long. His mind makes him a little silly, he usually jumps from one thing to the next without warning. And, since he's a teenager, he can do some pretty stupid stuff.

History

Clock was part of a normal family. His older brother was usually bullying him, and his parents didn't do anything about it. It almost seemed like they were against him.

I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE

IM BACK BABEH!!!

FINALLY. O8 I've been waiting forever, x3

(BalepouncesTuna)

Can anyone help me with his set? He has the brown pelt with the tan belly. And the gazelle antlers. :3