Doesn't matter what gen or how pretty it is, it just needs to be more than a month old.

I'm willing to offer art for one if anyone is willing. I can link examples of my art as well to those interested.

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Please forgive the disorganization. This was written rather on-the-fly, in whatever order I could put it together in.

I cannot describe my relief, his form arising like a star, into the fog. Or did it descend? In that moment, the world seemed empty and bendable. My friend. My precious friend. I thought you were dead, you know that? The world seemed much emptier, without you. I had so much I wanted to say -- news and stories, bits of philosophies... Other than Sage, you were the only person I could ever really talk ideas with. I missed you.
He looked so small, curled up their, his fur damp with blood and mist, his breath lighter than the touch of fog. Many people rushed to be beside him. I sat with him for a long time before the battle started.

If that was the terms of today's battle, I knew it would be worth it, if anything would be. His face was so haggard...His body, so broken and wearied. Oh, my friend... I am, I know, not the finest friend or most steadfast companion. I'm weak and indecisive, uncharismatic to my core, a pale figure in your shadow at the best of me... However. I hoped sincerely I would manage this service.
...And, afterwards...One day...Surely, if these points can be defended...I will walk beside you, and tell you stories, and remind you what a wonderful place this horrible world of ours is. Looking at him on the ground, curled up and barely moving...I felt like that was what I wanted to do the most, what I could do best for him. This world can still be a beautiful, peaceful place. I promise.
Of course, that would have to wait.

The first wave came suddenly. About half of us, maybe more, stuck by Dag's side, forming a shifting shield around him, turning to our enemy like flowers to the sun. The rest chased, baited, attacked; I lacked the swiftness and martial prowess to do that...And anyway, I didn't care if I defeated them or not; if they lived, I'd be gladder than if they died.

For Meadow's Community Collaboration.


Forest Poetry
By QuadRaptor


There is a place that endlessly lives
A Forest to admire
Where deer with human faces
Run and play and inspire

First is the great Old Oak
Singing a beautiful orchestra
Step inside and you will hear
A resounding magical mantra

The cooling waters of the Pond
Refresh both deer and log
But be careful if you jump in
You will hop out a frog!

Then there are the ruins of old
A structure quite prominent
Now a shambling reminder
That nothing is permanent

The Playground is definite fun
To both fawns and young of heart
A few hops upon the boulders here
And you'll never want to depart

The twin gods sit on their hill
And keeps the Forest in motion
A simple bow in honor to them
Grants a blessing of devotion

So come explore the endless land
And enjoy a mushroom and pinecone
As young and old both agree
The Endless Forest is home

okay i was on TEF and it is fogey it sounds like wolves howling and owls hooting and bats flying around here and there whats going on its not easter day?

And with a better graphic card too since my other one was, egh, awful by freezing and flickering when it couldn't load (even pitched the fit while in Photoshop.)

So, heeeey, I'm back I want to try and get back in the game (either rp and/or in the actual game, we'll see how it goes) again since I have a LOT more free time now. It's great to see this place still being active ^^

Edit: By getting back in, I mean more active. I need sleep 8D

Screenshots I took during the Your Supremacy | Community Event today, the 29/03/2013 (Friday, first day).

Under the cut c;

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I do not fight often. I sensed the storm brewing; I think a lot of us did. I think that's why we were waiting there, on Dag's hill.

I do not fight often. I think it's the easy way. I don't think it accomplishes anything, really, except maybe stopping someone from fighting you. And only for a little while.
Today, I accepted that a little while was good enough. I learned my lesson -- I'm not a hero, not a warrior. I can never be that...And most days, that's for the best. Most days, I believe the world is better off with one less warrior -- one less person willing to surrender to doing hurtful things because they're an easy way to pass on hurt. But today...
Today, I felt there may be some worth in just stopping the fighting for a while.

When the first one came, it felt less like a war, less like a battle, and more like a stampede. Everyone just bore down on that solitary scout, pouding him and chasing him. For my own part, I stayed back; I think everyone got more hurt from being in a clutter than being for him...I only came forward when it felt like the creature itself was on the offense, when it was running to something, instead of just escaping the crowd.
I...Even if its life may not be the same as ours -- or maybe it was, as brief and insecure as so many...Or maybe it's just moved elsewhere. I don't know, but...
I wasn't happy. Seeing it fall.

...When I saw one fall...No, each time one fell... I found myself thinking "It didn't have to be this way." I suppose that's childish, naive thinking. Maybe it's their nature, that all they wish to do is fight deer like us, kill deer like us. But...If that's the case, then what I really felt, what I really wanted to say was "Nature isn't everything." and "I'm sorry."
Even if those sentiments are meaningless...One day, I would like to be able to say such things to them, or their representitives, or someone.

when i click on my account i see something above my avatar its some kind of thing showing my pitco but its moving what is that?