January 19, 2012 - 12:48am — Splinters
Dont really wanna make a new account. What does upgrading it mean?
December 13, 2011 - 3:42am — Splinters
Starling for Starling
Waarhijd for Nopje
saosin for Saosin
December 10, 2011 - 4:22am — Splinters
Im so bored! Anyone want to RP? anyone?
December 8, 2011 - 12:24am — Splinters
November 20, 2011 - 11:25pm — Splinters
For a while, but now im back.....again....i guess im on and off...im going to post some artwork later so brace yourselves. lol.
October 21, 2011 - 10:16pm — Splinters
tommorow i will have been with the endless forest for four years! I know, my profile says a year and a week, but thats because of my frequent habit of gettting new pictos. I love this game, its my life! I decided to come back a while ago and here i shall stay! And im not making any new characters because of the pictogram issue. thanks everyone!
October 19, 2011 - 2:27am — Splinters
When i log into the forest, how do i get my pelt onto my mini deer?
October 14, 2011 - 10:19pm — Splinters
When i log into the game there is no connection and i keep seeing candles. i wait and wait but it says no connection on the network page. What do i do? any suggestions? please help!
October 14, 2011 - 2:50am — Splinters
October 14, 2011 - 1:19am — Splinters
Would anyone like to RP with me? im bored... just go ahead and start.
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The fawn was innocent, peering up with a naive look. "
I am called fisher because of my hooked and
barbed tongue. " He told the young, his broken jaws
parting to reveal a grotesque black and purple tongue.
Sharp little spikes stuck up from his tongue, and little scratches
from the barbs shown on his mask. With one look the fawn shook and stood, backing up from the beast.
As it turned to run, it did not look back. the fawn's little feet padding along the ground. " Shocking. "
Fisher snorted, a frustated stomp of his feet let off dust into the air. His eyes were stuck on the little on as it ran for its life. all he could do was blink and watch. the buck turned tail and walked slowely to the shore of the water. The pool seemed so dark and dreary, his reflection
not a pretty sight. " Am i really all that horrible? " He asked his mirror. Withought a reply the water lapped gentley against his hooves. Everything always went the way he expected. Noone liked him because of that scratchy tongue of his. It scared
off every fawn and doe. If only he had someone to talk to...
