I know with this nifty newfangled sets-on-server deal it makes it much easier to save and load sets on deer. It's briliant really, I love it.

But is there a way to import my old spelldata.cgr's to get my Crying Idol mask/DotD/Skull stuff back? D: I don't even really remember how I got the Crying Idol mask. ;^; I tried directly importing the spelldata of course, but it didn't work, predictably.

Thanks for reading~

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[sub]Whyss was used to skulldeer by now. No, he wasn't going to necessarily rush up to them out of nowhere to make friends with them, as about ninety percent of the time they tended to be volatile(and/or hungry) but as of late he generally found them less of an immediate threat if he just left them alone.

The one he'd been following this morning, however, seemed... odd.

It did not swagger through the trees, nor prance, nor move stealthily. It... staggered. Moving almost blindly, only altering direction if necessary. It moved sluggishly - only lifting its hooves just high enough to keep in locomotion.

The huge, dark body was messily scattered with what might have once been bright monarchical colors, but had dulled into the darkness of the pelt over the years.

And the skull.

It was not picked clean as most tended to be, no. It seemed more like the flesh had rotted from it, a pinch of skin hanging off here and there, the skin shriveled and peeling.

The beast hesitated in step, standing, no, swaying: knees shivering noticeably, it slowly swung its massive head from side to side, ripped and frayed ears slowly moving radially.

Then he saw the eyes.

The stag's lids had rotted off long ago, leaving the eyeballs exposed to all kinds of horrors. They were grayed and pitted, and Whyss gasped, wondering if the hulking giant could even see.

[=#996600]"Why are you hiding, idle darling?

Active Whyss{Bio}{Picto} ~ A slender little mini with a long, whispy tail and long, sensitive ears. Wears the Crying Idol pelt and mask, and doe antlers. Male. Orientation Undecided. Skittish but not adverse to meeting other deer if treated kindly. Empty Child{Bio}{Picto} ~ A sickly, broken fawn - a gas mask is fused over his skull, and serves as his actual face. Currently played as a fawn. Male, nonsexual. Loud, repetitive and dependent. Sook{Picto} ~ ??? Miscellaneous 2 comments Read more {Crocodile}{Biography of the Floating Mask} April 3, 2010 - 6:48am — Whyss Crocodile Picto: The Upwards Crocodile (Temporary) Gender: Male Age: Adult Orientation: Aromantic Antlers: Peacock Pelt: Kirin Mask: Long Voice: His words are colored in #5A6351. Biography 19 comments Read more {Garzim}{Smoke and Mirrors} March 18, 2010 - 5:55pm — Whyss Diary Entry 1 comment Read more {Speaking to the Wind}{Interaction} March 14, 2010 - 7:57am — Whyss So I see these quite a bit around the site, that people have made - places where you can ask a deer something, or have a spot of roleplay, or any kind of interaction, and since I don't have access to an IM, I thought this might be a good place to have a roleplay or two or meetings between deer :> Please feel free to drop by and leave a message, or strike up a conversation. Whyss can usually be found hiding behind a tree and listening in on someone else's conversation somewhere; Garzim is a Ruins sort of fellow; Malicious prefers to loiter by the Pond, but carefully just out of reach of Crocodile's long jaws; and Empty Child and Shoe can be found just about anywhere! Miscellaneous 54 comments Spurned {Malicious and the Empty Child} March 12, 2010 - 7:05am — Whyss The dark doe leaned over the bridge's side, gazing down at her reflection in the Idol's stream. The snow had ceased falling, for a time, and a few poppies stood out blood-red against their white background. She was quite alone - only the noisy bawl of other deer in the forest reminded her she was not utterly by herself in the whole forest. Malicious lifted her eyes from her shimmering image and gazed across the pond, where three stags were sporting in the shallows. A sly, quick smile flitted across her face, and she traipsed daintily off the bridge, headed towards the shallows, nothing in mind other than the three handsome, mighty creatures who, she was sure, would be only too glad to offer her- "Mummy?" Writing 13 comments Read more 1 2 next › last »