Hey everyone :3 I'm trying to get Shaila the "real deer" mask (because who doesn't love the scary deer sound) and I need a little help! If you're interested please let me know :3 I'm waiting on the bridge by the watering hole! I'd really appreciate it if someone could cast mask magic on me until I can grab it XD
Hello everyone. I'm attempting to make my lil fawn a bio, but I'm not all that familiar with CSS and such. Do you guys have any websites that you would recommend for references in CSS? I tried googling it but I couldn't find anything that was really helpful...
[=10]Hello everyone :3 I'm very new to this site and I am using little posts like this to get more in character with my girl :3 She doesn't have a bio up yet, so I will just explain her to the best of my abilities. If you have a question about her please don't hesitate to ask! I'm always looking for new deer to add to Shaila's relationships so feel free to post up friendship/sibling/etc ideas as well! :3
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The fawn strutted through the forest, head held high with a halo of purple flowers displaying her imaginary rank as queen of the forest. Her steps were high, lighthearted as she was, as she halted and gave a dignified cough. "My loyal subjects..." she began, keeping her head high as she looked down to a patch of butterflies resting on a patch of grass "The time has come for me to ask something of you. I require the crimson Holy Flower... I require you to search far and wide for this spectacle!" With that, she shook her head and smiled at them. She nodded, the butterflies escaping in every direction. The ones that disappeared to the right of her, however, disappeared prematurely. The loss of sight in her right eye never slowed the fawn down. She was adapted to it due to it being a birth defect. Like other misfortunes in her life, she merely looked the other way and ignored it. To most she kept it a secret... As of now there was only one deer alive that she knew of that was aware of it, and her state was currently unknown. Her mother, separated from her when a great storm struck lightning down upon their thicket. The doe and fawn had scampered away, only to find themselves alone. She wished for her mother to find her, but she was too proud to say so.
Hello everyone! I am a very new member to this site and I was perusing the forums a bit, and I keep seeing "Gen 1 Picto"? Ummm yeah I don't know what that is... Haha. Can someone let me know what it is?
This is my entry for Quad's "my imaginary friend" challenge :3 I had a dream about this creature when I was very young and can still recall minute details about her. She wasn't really my "imaginary friend" but more like a character I continually dreamed about.
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Ashen has the body of a horse, but that's just giving a reference for you guys to be able to understand her general shape. She is far from an ordinary mare. Her mane is pitched forward, colored with threads of black, navy, bright yellow, and purple. Her body has no defined "color" and appears to be shadow-like. She is composed of a night sky, with constantly moving constellations and moons and stars nestled in her corporeal presence. If one attempted to touch her, their hand would pass through a substance that feels like molasses. The passing of your hand through her body would feel languid and strained, but it would indeed pass in and out. Her eyes are bright, glowing white that contrasts greatly with her overall dark appearance. Her lower half, while still following in the theme of constellations and midnight space, is shaped to be a fin. Through dream worlds, she propels herself through the air as if swimming through space.
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Going to attempt some first-person stuff for her. It's below!
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No one could even begin to understand the vastness of space and time. Dream worlds, much like this one, were not new to me. I'd been taken to Atlantis restored beneath the oceans; to a great Eden in the sky laced with bright fragrant hills and cascading pools. Though I had seen all these things, it was still lacking. The reality was that I would see none; reality was my dream world. You see, these mortals that come to me with their fantastical worlds do not dwell on the limitations and structure of their own worlds, but rather on their deepest desires. It was bittersweet, really.
