anzel's blog

Anzel's picture

Lag.

Decided to go into the forest, though it's pointless and I'm quite aware that no one can currently see me (and so, i'm gonna go cast some transformation spells and scare people).

Now, I'm lagging to death.

Why must I still experience the effects of forest lag, when I can't even get into it right?

-.-; Ugh.
Anzel's picture

Sight ~ a secret is found

Nurra is blind.

I don't think anyone knew this, and for a time, I even forgot this, but...yes, Nurra is blind.

She doesn't really know this, though. She thinks of sight as smell, or maybe hearing, or something of the sort. It all makes sense within her mind.

I mean...how can a colorblind person dream of color?

She can tell if it is day or night because although she is blind, she -can- sense light; like an amoeba or bacteria can. But she can't see. She sees by way of her sense of smell and her hearing.

I know, this is random, but I might as well let you know this little detail about Nurra before I fade away completely, and this trait fades with me x3
Anzel's picture

Silver moon rising~

I'm the last with any hope here, it seems. It's strange. Here I am, sitting at the edge of a life-giving pond, and my siblings are all lying there, dying.

Anzel's eyes are dim. Taint has drooped her mask over her eyes and mouth. Vein is a bat, asleep and emotionless. Nurra is also resting, in an unsmiling sleep; it's like she won't wake up and let others see how she really feels. Hangman is staring at the pond, cold and motionless.

Am I the last one in this family with any life left in me?

Best regards,
Pingüino---
Anzel's picture

I tread...

I tread...

Only followed by the flower fae, I tread...

A ghost in a fading world, shedding its leaves, shedding me from its boughs...

These lies...these friends I once had, once wished were real...they leave me here, cold, alone...

Freed of pelt, antlers adorned in flowers of spite...

I rest by the fawn...

And the fae leaves me alone...I am told...

...

I tread alone...

---
---
---

The circle of the true faes of myth and leg'...is my only gift.

I am pitied by them...they gift me with the ability to transform others...

I disappear as I rest...and I may only cast upon forms I see. It is tricky. But I shall cast upon you, flower fae. I am sorry that I bore...

My flowers are wilting, and so is my heart...
Anzel's picture

Yet another strange dream sequence...(lovely, though)

There was a big event in the forest.

The deer all danced, in a ceremoniously strange dance: They bowed deeper than in the normal dances.

On this little hill, barely noticable, two birch trees were chopped to the stump to look like who sacred pillars, if you didn't look closely enough to notice that they were stumps. A tiny pillar (note: these three things were as tall as...a baseball glove at its tallest, MAYBE) was between the two, which were at off-angles towards it. It glowed slightly, and hummed eerily.

I took a few screenies of it, or tried, but it was hard to get the tiny ferns growing at the bases of the stumps into the pic as well...

Then suddenly, it hummed louder and louder, and out shot two large deer! They ran, elegant, mysterical, and shimmering, out to the Pond, where they ran in such a fashion as to make lines like DNA spirals (it was pretty). One was red and one was blue, but that's all I remember. They were lovely, though.

All deer set pieces were altered a bit for the time being, and I remember wanting to figure out if they were permanent or if they would fade when the event was over. They were based upon the old sets, but the pelts, the antlers, and the masks...transformed. The pelts became fancy, swirly, spikey, lots of things. Fluffier, brighter, deeper...they even glimmered! The antlers became detailed and unique, and the masks just went along with the pelts.

After that point in my dream, it started to shift more towards virtual pets (don't ask; dreams are like that, lol...weird)...

Cool, no? Sticking out tongue

Oh, and I could play kind-of. Everyone moved very slowly for me, but I could see them moving Sticking out tongue
Anzel's picture

I'm hopeless x3

Alright, so I had this sneaking suspicion that maybe AOL's constant IP changes might be the reason for TEF not working...

But alas, I was incorrect.

Oh well.

It was a longshot XD;

(random, i know; but hey, AOL is finally gone from my computer 100%)
Anzel's picture

Tricked by the Glitch Stag;; a poem by Taint

I am not one to hope nor to grasp it
But when sighted I can't but to chase
So I did, and arrived
Where the wise stag survived;
He was gone; my time had been wasted...


Taint saw Sluggs' picto in the distance, and, having never met him, but having heard of him, thought maybe he could help her. So she ran towards his pictogram, and as soon as she arrived, he disappeared...

Ah well.

I'm beginning to load a few people many times over, I have a feeling that I have found a few more deer that live near me, irl.

I shouldn't be home right now, btw; I'm home sick from school. I'm...well...let's just say I threw up, then froze, then roasted, then froze, then roasted, all the while sweating, and as I speak, I'm starting to roast again. It's driving me mad. x.x I loathe being a girl.
Anzel's picture

I hear you ~ ...random moos o_o;

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...
Anzel's picture

~~~ Screenies

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

---
---
---

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
Anzel's picture

My Faith is Lost;; Taint angers at the Gods

This chirping bird with the broken wing will not cease her song.

Until you consider her as more than "thing", she shall dig her talons into your shoulder and screech from dusk 'til dawn.

Don't treat me like I'm worthless. I just WANT to be like THEM.

The many, great and small; I want to fly, not hug a stem.

My anger seeps; for all that keeps me flightless can be helped.

And so, you listen for the injured dogs who thought and yelped.

...

Gods, I pray the other way.

...
...
...

(if you don't understand this, i can translate, just ask...i'm really peeved right now)
Syndicate content