*pokes the forest*

Alright.

So, at first I thought the live map wasn't working for me that well. Then I looked in the game, and...there were only two pictograms in my picto clump. So I listened...but no pictos spread, so this meant that the forest is quite...vacant o_o;

WHERE IS EVERYBODY?

EDIT: ...*confused* Was the back-up server up or something? I know it's not up now...the Live Map is updating (never happened with the back-up server), my pictograms aren't spreading, and non-3.21 people haven't said a word.

Ever wonder what Vein looks like? Well...the scanner kinda killed the shading a little bit...but I drew a pic.

And yes, I failed at the hooves AGAIN so I gave up and drew pointy legs. I like the pointy legs. Don't diss them.

(and sorry that his antlers look like leaves; shading was a witch)



Rawr.

The big line down his side is an artery. His antlers are his heart. Still thinking about how they and his lungs interact, hmm...

The sour bitters of the blade fruit
Stain the tongue of none the wiser
And so the clonèd sourfruit, dandelion-bleached
Lies there, motionless, avoided for its sweet assumèd treat

Or, more commonly...once bitten, twice shy. Who eats the sour grape may ne'r try another. But if the first grape tasted is sweet, a thousand sour grapes through shall you devour simply to taste a sweet grape once more.

:3

The poem sounds like it has a hidden meaning, doesn't it?

...well, let me let you in on a secret: ...there is no secret. I just wrote what sounded nice. Rhyme and rhythm influence what words and phrases I can use.

Tonight is the night
I dine upon flesh
For the subtle of tense
Of the muscles of me

Oh you whine
And I giggle
And at splatter
Spouts my laughter
In the sweet whitening spurts
Of anemic eyes
I gouge them out; tender
Are the remnants of your hide

Blade into flesh
Dig my canines
With grace
I cannot stand
To stare upon you
Face
Of despision
Clear nightly your vision
Or the batly form that I am
Shan't be seen
For am I
Blade of soft
Blade of grace
And I wish
But a taste
Of your foul demon's flesh
Was not wiren and mesh

But
So
I
Feed

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I wrote this yesterday when very angry. I like it alot <3

*nibbles on your neck*

^--- Vein did the honors.

I just exited out of the forest.

And who else would show up but Anzel's little fawn?

x_0

AHH.

*tries to return*

If I devour a butterfly
And it comes back out
In what shape will it be?

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0_o;

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Hangman is all grown up...<3

Gods, why do you tease me with my own curse? Why do you place the scent of the one I miss with all of my heart...deep below the ground, in the place of Origin within the forest...?

*glares* I scoff in your general direction.

(i see halogen's pictogram at the point of origin x3 joyous)

Also...if Scape transformed randomly, that was me, I got bored and cast a spell on him.

...though it looks like I'm stuck near the Pond or something, according to the Live Map. Oy vey. Strangely enough, I fell asleep near the Ruins, not where it shows that I fell asleep <<; Confusing forest.

HELP ME OUT ;-;

One fine August day, our fellow ghost Anzel stumbled into the forest as a real deer. She had lots of fun, but out of all her experiences, two stood out most of all. Firstly was one that she speaks of often...

The other, was a fawn she decided to play with. This sweet little fawn who she danced with and nuzzled. Even if the fawn didn't know or like her...she fell in love with this cute little fawn, and misses them dearly.

Click to see their picto :3

Now, they're all grown up, but she still loves the little deerie to bits. Can you give them a nuzzle for her? ^^;

*dances*

It's been nearly a month since I met them, and I FINALLY saw their pictogram on the map, so I finally know their identity.

If you can post a screenie of you nuzzling them, I'll be super happy.

*misses them* (i don't know them, but still, anzel became attached to them in a motherly way)

I really miss that sweet fawn...I'm not sure if it was because I adore fawns, or if it's because...because they treated me like I was a normal deer in the forest, and made me feel welcome. Even if they may not have liked me, I didn't care, they made my day <3 Watch over them for me please...^^;

They're my baby...*smiles and floats off to dreamland*

^--- Anzel has always wanted a fawn of her own, and this one is special to her :3

My treadings...quiet, subtle, pointless. "Hello, butterfly..." my voice, faint, weak, whispered.



My stance raises to greet a butterfly, but none of them return my gaze...



Tread and wander...near my hooves, a fawn. Sweet and innocent, as I once was. "Hello, sweetheart..."



I kneel to the sweet, innocent fawn, peck their head gently, unbeknownst to it. Kissed by a ghost, and never to find out...



"I'll...I'll be your Guardian Angel...for..w..what other purpose do I have..." and my choked voice seperates...departs...