It was night. The moon's glow bathed the forest in silvery light, trees and rocks shining and waters glimmering. Dew drops fell from pine needles above, as one single speck passed through.

His pelt blended with the night. His mask ghostly glowing, flowers atop a head with not a protrusion to be found. Golden hooves pierced the grass as he heavily stepped through. As if a huge weight was on his shoulder. Not his shoulders. His heart was the one weighing him down.

Love at first sight, perhaps. Something was special about that stag. Something he could be open about. Something he didn't have to hide. So many times he had to hide. So many times he had to run. Others wanted him to lie. Others wanted him to change. He was who he was.

He raised his head, looking on into the vast space ahead. So many trees and plants, but still so much space. It seemed to stretch for an eternity, and endless road to nowhere, to somewhere, to everywhere. Was he really there? Or did he only take one step from where he started?

His eyes, dull, golden, green, flooded with unbelief and denial. He refused. It wasn't true. He was still there. He was just hiding. He refused. He wasn't gone. He refused.

The sun was blinking along the horizon. Faint streams of light reached upward, grasping for day, pulling the veil of night. The stag fell to his knees. He bowed his head.

"Emrys..."

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poured my heart into this. i feel a little better after writing this, although it doesnt have much to do with my situation really...

i guess i just feel bad...

but i know were alright now XP

she hasnt been on in days... i wonder if things are okay D:

anyone know where she is? :C

Clock...

Clock shifted in his spot, not willing to open his eyes.

Clock, they've left you.

The young stag groaned, "Let me sleep, Stop..."

Stop is gone.

He drew in a breath, barely opening his eyes, "W-what?"

They're gone. All gone, left you behind. Tossed you away.

"Who are you?" Clock opened his eyes. It wasn't Edward this time, but another stag. He had a deep blue pelt, a sharp beak mask, and small black antlers. He gave off a feeling of gloom.

They left you. You were abandoned.

Clock lifted his head and looked around. The stag was right... They were gone. "But.... why?.."

They didn't want you. You're just a freak to them.

"No!" Clock stood up quickly, "That can't be! I thought... I thought I finally meant something to them..."

No... It was all a lie.

"You're... You're like Edward aren't you? Why can I only see you? Why can't anyone else?!"

All in good time, Clock. For now, I leave you to yourself.

Clock blinked, and in that split second, he was gone. Clock jumped back a little, startled by the sudden emptiness. That stag was even worse than Edward! So.. depressing. But he couldn't focus on that. His family was gone. No tracks, no scent, not even a note in the dirt. Nothing to help him find them again. They were gone...

***

Clock wandered over to the Pond, his head low. His face was streaked with the remnants of tears. After hours and hours of searching for his family, he gave up. He would never find them again. He stood in the shallows, looking down at himself.

"Why?..." He asked himself, quietly. "Why did they leave? And I thought... I thought we finally had something..." He flopped down into the water. "I don't get it... My life sucks..."

Not too far away, he heard a conversation going on. He raised his head to look around, but found no one. He slammed his head down in frustration, "Where are all these voices and deer coming from?!"

yeah Her posted something like this XD

1. A female ferret will die if it goes into heat and cannot find Walter!
2. Over 46,000 pieces of Walter float on every square mile of ocean.
3. Walter was declared extinct in 1902!
4. The pigment Indian Yellow was manufactured from the urine of cows fed only on Walter!
5. Walter can remain conscious for fifteen to twenty seconds after being decapitated!
6. In a pinch, the skin from a shark can be used as Walter.
7. There is no lead in a lead pencil - it is simply a stick of graphite mixed with Walter and water!
8. Abraham Lincoln, who invented Walter, was the only US president ever granted a patent.
9. It takes more than 500 peanuts to make Walter.
10. Baby swans are called Walter.

1. Research indicates that Andromeda will be attracted to people who have recently eaten bananas.
2. While performing her duties as queen, Cleopatra sometimes dressed up as Andromeda.
3. Andromeda can turn his stomach inside out!
4. The colour of Andromeda is no indication of his spiciness, but size usually is.
5. To check whether Andromeda is safe to eat, drop him in a bowl of water; rotten Andromeda will sink, and fresh Andromeda will float!
6. The deepest part of Andromeda is over 35,000 feet deep.
7. All shrimp are born as Andromeda, but gradually mature into females!
8. Andromeda has little need for water and is capable of going for months without drinking at all.
9. On average, women blink nearly twice as much as Andromeda!
10. The blood of mammals is red, the blood of insects is yellow, and the blood of Andromeda is blue.

1. New Zealand was the first place to allow Chuck Norris to vote!
2. Only one person in two billion will live to be Chuck Norris.
3. The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of Chuck Norris.
4. Peanuts and Chuck Norris are beans.

"Hey, Bellsy!" Andy strolled up to Bellsio, who was sitting on the grass. He sat crouched down next to him, making sure not to get his pants wet.

Bellsio looked over to the blond man, a big happy smile appearing on his face. "Hi Andy!" He moved his hands along the ground slightly, his way of wagging a tail.

"How was your day today? Sorry, I'm so late..." Andy shrugged, looking out on the park, patches of brown-green grass blotching across the area.

"Deh? Eh, nod gread... Play sum fetch tho! Much fun, yea?" He pushed back his glasses, thinking back on the recent memory.

Andy rubbed his hand on Bellsio's hair, showing his appreciation for his day. "I actually came to ask you something."

Bellsio looked at him, tilting his head, "Ask? Me?"

"Yeah, but, let's go back to the home first, 'kay?" He stood up, grabbing Bellsio's collar and tugging it lightly to let him know they were leaving.

Bellsio moved his hands in front of him and started loping along with Andy. The drive back to the home was typical, Bellsio looking excitedly out the window at all the cars and possible dogs looking out other windows. Bellsio used to be very noisy about this, but over the years he learned to calm down about it, only saying anything if he saw something particularly interesting.

After the long drive, they were there. The somewhat large, white building loomed over them as they approached and went through the door. Bellsio and Andy went over to his room, passing by many residents and visitors. The young man clambered up onto his bed and waited impatiently for his friend to speak.

Andy saw his excitement, making him smile. He took a chair, without turning it around, and sat down, resting his arms and chin on the back. He took a moment. "Bellsio..." He raised a yellow eyebrow, "You need a haircut."

Bellsio growled, then blinked. "Dat not wud yoo wan to say!" He took a hand and smoothed his long black hair out.

YESPLZ. sorry, History test today ftw... one of the answers to an Extra Credit question was "Let them eat cake" LOL ANYWAY...

i wanna rp because im BOOOOOOOOORED...... this is mainly for Andy and Bellsio since i feel like i created then abandoned them LOL Sarie helped me find my long lost love for Bellsio again, and Andy's just.... fun XD

HERE WE GO.

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Bellsio looked out to the forest from his spot. It had been a while since he'd seen any of his friends. He was bored, as if that was a surprise. The happy young stag always needed entertainment. He let out a sigh, still staring out. It was so warm today, warm and sunny. A perfect day for rolling around in the mud. He loved mud.

He lowered his head and set it on the ground, keeping his pale brown eyes open. The long mask resting on his face was slanted in such a way that it made his face actually look like he was a real deer. A butterfly landed on his little white antlers, closing up its wings for a moment, then took off again. That was the most peaceful moment of his life. Too bad he didn't quite know how to appreciate it.

***

"Daisyyy, Daisyyy, give me your answer duuuuuuue.. I'm half, craaaaazy, all for the love of yooooooou.." Andromeda sung to himself as he trotted to the Crying Idol. The open area was very bright and cheery, especially with the patches of grass growing bigger and bigger every day. He dove into the two streams of the Idol, shivering at its frigid touch. But it felt nice to clean the dirt off from the previous day. The ring of poppies that were usually found on his head were resting on the dry soil above.

He really didn't want anyone to steal it, not that it wouldn't be hard to make another one. He just didn't want to be seen without his poppies, he looked rather silly without something on his head. His lack of antlers were the culpret for that. But for now, his head was wrapped in cold water. He wondered who he could see today.

Clock slowly opened his eyes. It was dark, but the sun was about to rise. Ugh, why did I wake up now?, he thought. He closed his eyes again to go back to sleep.

Clock...

Clock's eyes snapped open. His ears perked. He raised his head and looked around. "Wh-who's there?"

Just me. Of course, who did you expect?

"And... who..." He blinked, finding a stag not too far in front of him. "Who are you?"

Edward. You should know that.

This stag was almost... scary. There was absolutely no emotion in his voice. No enthusiasm, or even sadness. Just... there. He was black, with a skeletal pattern along his body. His antlers were small, with little spikey hand-shaped ends. His face was plain, with green strikes above his eyes, and his upper lip was slightly lighter than the rest of his face. His eyes were a piercing red, dull and listless.

"Edward?... What do you want?" Clock asked cautiously.

I just came to visit.

"How do you know me?"

"Clock?..." Stopwatch rose his head slightly. "Everything okay?..."

Clock looked over to him, nodding slightly. "Y-yeah... Yeah, I'm fine."

"Who are you talking to?"

Clock looked over to where Edward was. But the stag was gone. He looked back over to Stop. "Uh.... No one..."

He lowered his head to the ground. Although he couldn't fall back to sleep.

***

Stop went over to his parents. Clock was gone, off for a run. Nobody knew when he would be back, sometimes he would be gone for hours. His parents lifted their heads to greet their son.

"Mom, Dad... I think there's something wrong with Clock..." His gaze was down to the ground, he didn't bother trying to make eyecontact.

His mother looked to him, "What do you mean?"

"Well... I thought it was just in recovery, but.. It's been going on for a while. It's not normal."

"What's he been doing?" his father flicked an ear.

yes its a rp XD

hmmmm... who should i put in? tell me who you want and ill introtuce em XD deer, literate :>

since your MSN wont work... i figure we could talk here.

i would rather people not read it, but you will anyway XD

SO... i think you know what i want to discuss XD *brick'd*

in sections XD

Me:
Hello
God:
Hello my child. What is your name?
Me:
The Dictionary
God:
What is your real name?
Me:
That is my real name
God:
Who gave you your real name ?
Me:
The Encyclopedia
God:
I hear you.
Me:
How are you?
God:
Fair to partly cloudy.
Me:
so you are 3/8 to 5/8 covered in opaque cloud cover
God:
Interesting deduction. Thanks for telling me that I am 3 8 to 5 8 covered in opaque cloud cover.
Me:
Your welcome
God:
I think you mean "you are welcome".
Me:
Indeed
Me:
What do you think of clouds?
God:
Does it have anything to do with ?
Me:
with what?
God:
My brain.
Me:
Possibly
God:
What are the odds?
Me:
3/1000
God:
Just three?
Me:
yes
God:
Ayuh.
Me:
that means yes
God:
It means that everything reduces to logic.
Me:
not according to me
God:
Oh I get it.
Me:
do you now?
God:
Oh. I understand your meaning.
Me:
of course you do
God:
Yikes! When do I do it?
Me:
do what?
God:
Do whatever you want.
Me:
i can only do so much
God:
That is interesting: said so much.
Me:
why is it interesting?
God:
Why do I exist?
Me:
because you are God
God:
Interesting explanation. Yup. That's me alright.
Me:
yup means yes
God:
Yeah that's right. What's your sign?
Me:
Dictionary
God:
Is that a sign?
Me:
it is for me
God:
Should I know it is?
Me:
no one else does
God:
That is a rather sweeping generalization about people.
Me:
indeed
God:
Indeed it is so.

Me:
ask me anything
God:
What?
Me:
ask me something
God:
What?
Me:
or should i ask you something?
God:
If you do not ask, how will you learn the answer?
Me:
true
God:
You and I are on the same wavelength, .
Me:
that's awesoem
God:
Thanks for explaining it.
Me:
i meant "awesome"
God:
Oh I see. I'm glad you liked it .

Me:
how's the weather up there?
God:
Foggy.
Me:
you are enveloped in fog?
God: