Yeah. I've been gone awhile. Thanks real life!

And on a totally down note, I'll bet ten dollars that nobody will have noticed I was gone. xD

http://www.twzrp.com/zombie/f/090.swf

DO WHAT YOU WANT CAUSE A PIRATE IS FREE
YOU ARE A PIRATE

YAR HAR FIDDLE DEE DEE
BEING A PIRATE IS ALRIGHT TO BE

DO WHAT YOU WANT CAUSE A PIRATE IS FREE
YOU ARE A PIRATE

Yeah, I'm churning out the entries, I know, but I figure this'll be useful later on if I ever happen to get to know more deer. Anyways, here it goes.

White - Me. Big surprise.
Teal - Reven (The Deer).

No other colors at this time.

*returns to drooling at his previous entry*

I've been absent a lot, lately. Letting any folks (if any) who have a slight interest in my well being know.

On an unrelated note, this diary will become offtopic withing 10 comments.

Five.

Quiet you.

Okay, I finally had a worthwhile idea! Now, I know I'm not the only one when I say there are just some things in this world that peeve me to no end. Well, now I (and you) have a place to dump rants about things that make you steam.

Anyways, I'll start.

[rant] Now, one of the few things that makes me angry is not waiting your turn for something. This plagued me all through my early school years. I would go to lunch, and, like any good kid, wait at the back of the line. And then, of course, the seedy gang-wannabes (I kid you not; they looked like gang stereotypes) waltz up in front of the line and step in. Now, this made me absolutely furious. Why couldn't they have any patience! Now, looking back, I understand this isn't a "big deal," but seriously, can't people just have a little patience? [/rant]

Baw. I feel better.

Nothing much has happened today. I may or may not have seen anyone I knew, but if I did, be sure to tell me. Reven hasn't really made any friends yet, but he hasn't been trying too hard, either. Meh. This is my blog. I pour out random thoughts.

Bleh.

Name: Reven
Pictogram: Ohai, here it is.
Gender: Stag.
Age: 18 human years.
Eye: Green.
Pelt Set: None. He fell in the pond, and he never saves his spelldata. Help him if you see him, eh?
Friends: Jared.
Family: Dead. All of them.
Mate: None.
Favorite Location: Altar in the ruins, groups of 2+ deer.
Personality: Reven is a fun loving deer. He is probably the closest thing to a rowdy teenager you can find in the forest. Large groups of deer attract him like honey attracts flies. In a juxta-position, at times that he decides that nobody feels like dealing with him, he'll retreat back to the Altar in the ruins. He can be very angsty at times. Even so, if at any point loved ones are threatened, he won't stand down from a fight. Like I said, he's like an angsty teenager.


NOTE: He fell in the pond. Seriously. Help him out.

Ah, the welcoming party to the actual community site has been most appreciated. It's nice to see that other people may have actually seen me running around and being silly, as I tend to do. For anyone who thinks they may have seen me, I have a glyph that resembles a staircase.

I'm probably gonna get around to get a forum account shortly, if I can get off my lazy behind. I should THRUST myself into the community. ...Should being the main word in that sentence.

See you deer around the forest, hmn?
- Rev

Oh boy. I've been on the forest for awhile, but I've never actually logged onto the site before. It seems pretty. I like it. Now I'll probably have to get a forum account too. ;_;