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Shout it Out!



All true.
Ok I'm not that dense when it comes to the 'birds and the bees'...I just never properly payed attention in sex ed >_> ...
If my real life friends found out about my tainted mind, they'd flip xD

Witcher haves something to say..(to SS) (dramadramadramadramadramadramadramadrama)

It all happened so fast.I never tought it will actually happen.Everything went perfect , no , you didn't knew...Now I see you dashing off , and I feel my heart is breaking , but I don't blame you , because you didn't knew...Now I feel like I'm invisible , now I feel like I don't belong..But I don't blame you , because you didn't knew...You didn't knew that I... love you.. SS


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Witcher finally told it
Alexandra's picture

Night ...

Hello!
Now my Azura sleeping. And me of the website. But on the day before yesterday my Azura coze other deers in the forest. Has been more deers... It is very funny, but i cant "speaking" deers language Sad Get up! In the forest are rainign Smiling It is fun Laughing out loud
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Razzles Bio

cant believe i didnt make this before..ohwell better late then never XD


Name: Razzle

Gender: Stag

Symbol: well...a squiggely bunch of some sort...i do not really see annything in it...

Set: The huge white antlers, the emo mask (the white one with the red tear like streaks) and the dark brown pelt with the yellow stripes on it.

Likes: His favorite spot in the playground, Deer who are kind to him, running around, the rain and rubbing against trees.

Hates: The pond ( he is kind of freaked out by the water) and being turned into a frog. He has no problem with the other transformations though.

Location: not really a specific one

Past: He does not remember alot from his fawn days. But he does remember he fell into the pond one day and rather liked to stay away from it ever since. That is the only thing he remembers. He kindof had amnesia about it. But he does not mind not remembering, he remembers everything he lived since stagdays.

Personallity:
He is a very shy but kind deer. Normally he walks up to others looking for a while and testing how they are towards him. If they even if its jokingly make an agressive pose towards him he will get scared and run off and normally hide behind a tree close by to see when its save to come out again. He will feel sad about being chased away though and be kinda scared of the deer for a while.
Other then that he likes to help people out if they need a pelt or antlers. He likes to help.
Fledermaus's picture

I'll shout out, too

Why not?

Patchimus's picture

Shout it Out repost READ

I decided to just repost this on my blog...
And..not to be mean to anybody, but what's supposed to go on these things are really personal things that nobody else knows. Not just your fears. Sorry if I seem really upset or mean by it..I really don't mean to be.

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A Heart's Desire; A Soul's Fear



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Oº°‘¨ A Heart's Desire; A Soul's Fear ¨‘°ºO



I question if now is a good time to speak. Perhaps it is too late to mend a broken heart. Perhaps it will destroy another. What is a doe to do when trapped in a corner? There are many things that must be said. Though I am afraid to speak...I've lost so much already thought. What else can losing more do? After all, I'm in a fragile state now; I have not hit rock bottom yet...I guess your feet must hit the ground at the bottom of the abyss before you can begin to climb out. I have no choice but to finally say the things my heart has been hiding.

Rowan...I...I do not know what to say. I swear, I did not know your feelings for him were so strong. When I found out, guilt rushed over me. I felt as if I was the reason your hopes were crushed; your dreams were shattered. I swear...It was never in my intentions to pull you and Reetno apart before you were ever given the chance to tell him how you felt. Now you wander the Forest with your head low, perhaps looking at him and I from the distance. But I must tell you, I was as shocked as you were when I found out his words were not dedicated to you as I original thought. For you see, my ignorance made me blind and deaf from my heart; a part of me told me that it was I he spoke of, but I silenced my heart. After all, what would he want with a doe like me?
kanastigu's picture

confused, alone, and annoyed

kana: im confused because i have never felt this way about anyone. im still not sure wha this feeling is. when ever i am around her i want to hide and be as near to her as possible. but after what i herd\read im not sure if i can say it. i don't know if it will hurt her more or what. im so lost. m feel lonley as well because i have no one to be with. i can't ask for anyones help because im so stubborn, normally im just an emotionless being.

human: annoyed because big party and i don't like being around that many people. so i sit alone n my room. and they just keep bugging me. gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Shout it out!



Ok, I need to know how to make a better one of these, if anyone would like to enlighten me...
Anzel's picture

A Fairly Tale;; Vein speaks...(drama)

I sit here and stumble upon feet never made for the floor. I glide in dreams, in jetstreams pushing and pulling me through the skies, and knows my sorrow-heavy shoulders cannot dance with the beat of the cricket drum...not now.

Blessèd be the fae of calm tranquility, with her love tied tongue in tongue with another stag, not I. Melting within the nuzzle of one another, sin care nor worry.

And I lie here, frozenheartedly, for I hath tangled myself within the webs of mortal knots and caresses.

As I change back to sketchèd form, my antlers ache with sorrow; my throat is broken and rusting over, and my eyes desire to leap out. But I am afar from need for another feed, and I do not feel full of stomach...I am as close to being a deer as I wish I wasn't. My tyrant nature is tamed by a lack of bloodlust; my love for her grows with every pulsing beat of my antlers, and every raindrop thought that reminds me that I can never have her.

I wish to die a mortal death, but I haven't the strength to drop my antlers, hooked firmly to my migraine that is sufferance.

And here, shall I lie, transformed back into the form of a small creature closer to truth, wishing for warmth, for a hoof, for a friend. For a fair maiden named Taliene who shalt never be mine.

The end.
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