Name: Kathryn
Commonly known online as: Zergarikiaka, Shade4716, Kat

-Age: 19
-Hair: Auburn, long, curley.
-Eyes: Navy, with yellow splashed around the puple.
-Height: 5'10? |D
-In: USA

Fandoms:
Invader Zim
The Endless Forest
Sonic the hedgehog
Blue Dragon
League of Super Evil
Mabinogi
Spore
Alien/Predator

Zodiac:
Taurus
Metal Horse

Luff to:
Coffee, Tea, Video Games, Fiction Novels, Pets, Andrew Lloyd Webber.

Hate to:
Poor eyesight, nags, housework, bibliographys, boredom, nosey people, clingey people, people who DON'T SHUT UP, gum snapping, people who eat with their mouth open in front of others and deny it while they do it, hypocracy.

Favorite Mythological Creatures:
Dragons
Cerebrus
Werewolf
Unicorns
Extraterrestrials
Hellhounds

Favorite Animals:
Deer
Wolf
Komodo Dragon
Seahorse
Orca
Koi
Dragonflies
Cicada

Shows:
In Plain Sight
Monk
Psych
House
Reba
Invader Zim
Burn Notice
Bones
Danny Phantom
X-files

Books:
The Alienist
Into the Land of the Unicorns
Harry Potter
The Bible
The Xenocide Mission
Firebringer
The Sight
Colony
Phantom of the Opera
This Presant Darkness
A wrinkle in Time
The War of the Worlds
Animorphs

Random:
- I don't talk much in person, but I talk a lot online
- I have a bad temper, but don't really show it
- I'm ususally depressed, but look neutral or happy
- I love science
- but hate math
- Love art
- Hate non-art
- Bilingual
- I'm a dog whisperer
- I get stomache aches from ice cream
- but feel great if I eat hot stuff
- I love hot peppers
- And cayanne peppers
- I talk in acronyms and internet slang, even in person
- People NEVER leave me alone in person.
- AND I WANT TO KILL THEM FOR BUGGING ME TOO MUCH.
- But I'm too nice
- I've never cursed in my life, though I think curses a lot.
- I typed a curse once though.
- People believe I'm a werewolf.
- I DO and HAVE bitten.
- I have no desire to have a romance in person

[=crimson]As I rest within the cool lake water, I cannot help but reflect on these last few days... and perhaps on days long past. My body has recovered for the most part by now. I laugh as I recall how I had been a few blows away from death's door only a few days ago, yet continued to battle like a fiend. Ah, the wonder of bloodlust. Perhaps I've fallen into savagery during the fog... though can I be blamed?

It occurred perhaps four or five days ago...

The fog was too thick to even cut with the sharpest of tines. So many deer had fallen lost to the blinding effect of the fog, stumbling into trees and tripping over those who decided to sleep. This was the perfect time for a hunter such as myself. I can't help but find an irony. These six eyes were meant to be a part of the curse those demons left upon my physical frame, but their function ability leaves me a more capable hunter than most wolves or dark hearted deer. Covered by the fog, potential victims would not recognize me as I approached... I had found a stag, curled up in the dirt, sleeping like a fawn. I remembered my hunger...

So easy a move... to kill a stag in his sleep... I dropped my teeth into his jugular, and tore. Drink up the blood as it spills, then bite threw fur into the veal underneath. True, fawn is much tenderer, but bares none of the challenge of a real hunt... though in truth, neither does killing a sleeping stag. At least it provided enough of a meal to satisfy for a while. A horrified gasp caught my attention.

Yards away, a stag with what must have been a butterfly's pelt and fan antlers, watched me eating. I believe, this one was named Darcy? Laughing, I took another few bites before leaving. Who am I to spare another from nightmares?

A few of my favorite shots from the abio... There's a lot more but it takes too long to upload. XD













and afterward

It was a place likened to a hell within a heaven. A place only the condemned and cursed could walk, and only meant for those who turned their backs on the twins who ruled the forest. Black trees, reaching for the dark gray sky, seemed dead from their roots and beyond. An eternal fog blanketed the air, and blotted out most of the scenery. Numerous gravestones rest against the blackened trees, marking previously filled ditches in the barren ground. Withered weeds clung to the bases of each gravestone, wrapped heavily in cobwebs and dust. The air was ever burdened with the sting of frost, which only worsened by nightfall… though the sun was scarce to be seen in the day. Indeed, it was a land that was just about uninhabitable, save for the forest magic that still drew breath in even this land. Piles of leaves would spontaneously burst into flame, providing warmth to the unfortunate and condemned who were exiled to these lands.

[=crimson]I cannot say this had been one of my best days... but I cannot say it was all together terrible. It had been a long afternoon, only soured by the need for a challenge, and the lack there of. I had overseen a few fights between other deer, though I had not been involved in their minor scraps. I had grown weary and particularly irritated as no stag dared face me for as much as a friendly spar. As the evening began to paint the sky with natural hues of red, I returned to the ruins. It was there, that I was able to release my irritation.

I had stopped at the patch of poppies growing around the pagan idols to gather a few for the departed. Somehow there I managed to sit and try to let my nerves cool their selves. The lingering spirits of a small flock of cardinals began to sing in the dying sunlight, until my eyes closed. I began to catch up on some rest, until the sound of hooves broke my trance. I grimaced slightly, sensing that familiar faith nearby. Looking up, I watched him scraping one of the idols with his antlers. I watched in silence for a moment. The priest noticed me shortly afterwards, and began to slowly back away. I stood, and watched the priest curiously for a moment. He stopped.

I made a faint attempt at politeness, and bowed. "Can I help you?" I asked, somewhat amused by the priest's behavior, but partially irritated. I began to approach him. His reaction, I admit, caught me off guard. "Flee, you... Beast! Go away! You cannot exist here!" he shouted. With that, he dropped his antlers. My eyes narrowed and I pulled my skull into a grin. The world began to fall away into shades of red and black, dotted with the fuzzy images of ghosts and tombstones.

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I'm not sure if I'm just around people who's connection is being funkey, or if it's me, or the server, but I'm watching a lot of random 'telleporting' and such from others and random freezing up... o.O Anyone else noticing this today?

Those involved in "Black Hearts and Pure Souls". If anyone has a better title, tell me. |D

1: Radeon (Pega)
2: Cirrus (Raz)
3: Pejgolt (Rinta)
4: Norway (xylv)
5: Yorres (IoRez)
6: Aegle (Aegle)
7: Lady Bones (celtic)
8: Sambreel (Serynn)
9: Roxie (Enoku)
10: Paralda (Paralda)
11: Seed (Seed)
12: Ravenflight (Ravenflight)
13: Emiva (Emiva)


Also, "Evil" deer.

1: Minion (Silent)
2: Sinker (Terebetha)
3: Chism (Seele)
4: Spangled Plushblue (Fenqua)
5: Dalzell (celtic)
6: Mr. Red (Narina)
7: Solstice (Deerylou)
8: Nevermore (Sarie) <- permission to use threw Iscribble. =3

I can't eat mushrooms, nuzzle, ect. D=

So, sorry I can't properly greet any friends suddenly... D=

I just realized... my birthday is in 4 days. x.X; Pinned between two finals.


D'ah, I hate my birthdays. They're always a dissappointment - so I tend to want to just skip them. :/I don't even ask for anything, and I expect nothing.