Because, for some reason, commenting refuses to work for me, I'd like to thank Aquilo for the tips on how to run my game smoothly.

~See ya~

I crash every time I approach a deer herd (aka 7+ deer). It's pretty annoying, but I guess it's because of my silly laptop, and there's nothing I can do about it.

I'll try to do something about it, such as lowering the graphics, and I'll see if it runs smoother.

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That's it, for now.

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Since I'd like to get some interaction going for her before the summer's up at least. Her bio's in my signature and it should have at least some useful info for interactions.Bear in mind she's somewhat blind(kinda-sorta), so she's going to be a bit different in how she reacts to others, and she's also a bit shy. I'd really appreciate it if some people could interact with her so I can get her character a bit more fleshed out than it already is. As much as I'd like for her plot/story to start, i'd like her to at least have a decent amount of interaction under her metaphorical belt.

So if you want to RP with me and Brynja , this is a good spot to do it. I'll even put in a few starting paragraphs for her here to work off of(this is taking into perspective that she just appeared in the forest not to long ago).

The dark purple doe sat in the shade of the trees, deep in thought. She was curled up right next to a rather large tree in the shade, and it was close to the pond. The doe almost appeared to be sleeping, but one wouldn't know for sure with the hands on her face keeping her eyes almost completely covered and shut. She sat there pondering about how she had managed to make it to the forest, and to her it seemed like she had just literally ran into it. She didn't know for sure because she ran off in a random direction and then hoped it would have lost her pursuer. She had kept her eyes pinned shut after a few moments of running, causing more uncertainty to arise in her. Was she lost? Either way it didn't matter because she couldn't go home, not after that.

As she laid there she felt quite relaxed, listening to the chirping of birds and the croaking of frogs. Her long but slim tail wrapping around her body like a protective blanket of some sort gave her little comfort. She was nervous.

is the glass half empty or hslf full?¿?¿

girl,megan

my first day and a new era begins

this game confuses me! T^T merr

this game confuses me! T^T merr