I'd need a lot of help getting the lost sets for each deer. Some would need to be stacked if there's anyone with the patience for that. <3

Zerg's Set - Orca pelt, Orca mask, Magpie feathers over orca antlers.

Mar Sart's Set - Gray pelt, Orca Mask, Kirin antlers.

Darkweaver's sets - Dotd pelt over zombie pelt, Skull mask over dotd mask, fan antlers.
Secretary Set.
Nightfall pelt, Skull Mask, Zombie antlers.

Laghodessa's set - Dotd pelt, Skull mask, peacock feathers.

Saix's Set - Magpie pelt, Magpie mask over skull mask, Orca antlers over Key antlers over realdeer antlers (Might need to repeat a few times if anyone's patient enough with me in getting this. <3)

Pathweaver's set - Gray pelt, realdeer antlers, realdeer mask over skull mask.

Archelius set - Gold swirley pelt over dotd pelt, zombie antlers, skull mask.




The rest of my derps can be fixed up based off these guy's builds or random spellspam. <3

It had not been an easy task.

The ancient demon deer had been tending to the landscape of the ruins for ages, though not always while under any other's watchful eye. So often, he would be seen ripping weeds out of the ground and flattening the uprooted soil with a blood-free hind hoof, or clipping dead and old poppies and ivy from the ground and ruins their selves with his draconic teeth. What he did unseen, included taking the time to collect the seeds from the old poppies to plant and grow fresh plants, and even making the effort to transfer pollen to the stigma of fresh poppies. Indeed, a strange task for a creature with a rightful reputation as a murderer.

Months ago, the old demon had made indiscreet measures to acquire a sort of gift from a foreign region. The process really included needing to actually make a temporary leave from the forest to find what he needed for the ruins. What he returned with, appeared to be nothing more interesting than medium sized and average looking seeds, which were promptly buried in less accessible sections of the ruins, as well as among the poppies.
He knew most deer would be tempted to eat anything, including these... so they had to be grown as far from sight as possible. Unfortunately, most had indeed been found and eaten before they could bloom, or picked by suitors to impress and bewilder possible lovers.



Returning to the ruins from a brief trip to the pond, Darkweaver had to fight the urge to kick himself. It was already the second week of February and on this particular evening the gift he had been trying to grow needed to be given. Even being away from the ruins no more than an hour tonight meant for the last one to risk being lost. If it had not been for a particularly hyperactive couple trapped in an endless nuzzle war while surrounded by the dragonflies, he might have forgotten entirely that it was Valentines.

[=crimson]"Hnn... this be..tter.. not be.. alz...him..er...s...

Wellp, my computer officially is a dogpile of problems. So, since I couldn't get on my beloved laptop after the problems became too great as of three days ago, I got a new laptop.

Anyway, I just got a new laptop, so I can get online and whatnot. Only thing is not having TEF installed yet and not having spell saver. ^^;
So, none of my deer-derps have a set. For now I'll just have them interract on the website until my other computer can be repaired.

Forest Presence: Out of Forest
Mental: 100%
Physical: 100%
Mood: Quiet, relaxed. Somewhat amused.
Currently: Putting up 'No Rutting Zone' signs around the twin god hill.
Thoughts: Perhaps this year there shall be less desicration on this sacred land.






Earned Name: Pathweaver
Birth Name: Volans

Title: "Archetect of Destiny", "Keeper of the seals", Diety
Breed: Xian Irish Elk
Size: 15
Age: Ancient beyond reason.
Theme: A hero can save us - Nickelback
Picto: X
Font: Light Cyan
Scent: Fresh, like a spring breeze over a lake. A hint of eucalyptus and cedar.

Set: Realdeer, Skull, or Long Mask, Realdeer Antlers, Gray or Devout pelt

S.O.: Strait
Crush: None

Mate:
None

Offspring:
Unknown



Extended Family
-Archelius (Nephew.)
-Darkweaver (Younger Brother.)
-Loki (Nephew.)

Other
-Nightmare (Encountered.)
-Quad (Befriended/Aided)
-Martisol (Acquaintance)
-Pema (Acquaintance)
-Hex (Encountered)
-Foxglave (Acquaintance)
-Noctus (Foe)
-Igulare (Unsure)


Thank you Illume!



-Peaceful
-Wise
-Confident
-Patient
-Benevolent
-Fatherly
-Intellegent
-Traditional
-Moral
-Aged
-Strong
-Unbending
-Restrained
-Nostalgic
-Old



Attack: llllllllllllllllllll Defense: llllllllllllllllllll Stamina: llllllllllllllllllll

Speed: llllllllllllllllllll Dodge: llllllllllllllllllll Pain Tolerance: llllllllllllllllllll

Technique: llllllllllllllllllll Will: llllllllllllllllllll Experience: llllllllllllllllllll




+The Birch Forest
+Fawns
+The Twin Gods Statues
+The occasional frollic
+Company
+All weather
+Abiogenisis Weather

-The Ruins
-The Playground
-Dark or Demonic spirits
-Traitors
-Soulless deer
-Murderers
-Bloodshed



Harbors certain magical abilities that can be considered note worthy. His skills lay primarilly in the production and placement of seals, often meant to capture and restrict enemies and dangerous individuals. Seals may appear as a flash of light which etches into symbols on the ground, or form into physical bonds such as chains. His further existant capabilities include the control of existing elements around him, such as nature, snow or ice, fire, wind, earth, or metal. Essentially anything already there can be manipulated. Some weak abiogenisis capabilities, such as making objects materialize into existance. This is predominantly used to form a sort of full-body armor over himself when protection is needed, either for others or himself. Whether it involves teleporting something from one place to another, or truly making something exist from nothing is uncertain. He has some capacitiy to see into the future and percieve what the outcome of each action may lead to, and see the choices that lead to outcomes. Finally, he has a sort of age-immortality, in that the progression of age will not lead to death; but this can not be said about injuries.



In stature and physique he appears perfectly normal as far as deer of his breed go. Legs, tail, neck and body all maintain a natural appearance in proportions. His fur is incredibly overgrown into a grand beard under his jaw, which ends no more than an inch from the ground. Similarly the fur on the back of his neck had grown out into a soft and pure-white mane, contrasting his otherwise silver-gray cloring. Matching the length of his beard, the fur on the back of his front fetlocks have overgrown and trail behind him where he walks. The fur on his back legs however is long, but does not reach the ground. From his nose to his whithers are vibrant swirls whom change color in accord to multiple conditions. On his chest is a triangular bluish green marking, segmented into three parts and accented with two more triangles at each side of the segments, forming a sort of insectoid shape. The 'whites' of his eyes will generally match the color of the swirls on his neck and head.



The mark on his chest is identical to that on Darkweaver's. All markings on his face, neck, and chest shift colors in accordance to multiple factors. These would include weather, emotions, and use of powers. In a completely neutral setting the markings will be a faint silver tone. The markings have a tendancy to produce their own light, especially when weather manipulating abilities are used. They also may produce a glow that matches the brightness of the light around him.



Seems to follow and live in line with Daoist and Taoist beliefs and traditions. Will not take a life unless life is necessary to take for the greater good in justice.


By Xemi
By Quad
Touch The Sky
Refined by Flame

RP and Written Appearances
Learning to Walk Again

[=crimson]It seems the magic of this forest is growing mischevious again.

It is funny that it should take an odd occurance such as this to entice me to write again. It has been some time, and there have been events worth notation.
Hnn... I fear my memory may be slipping. I can not place the events or times lately.

There have been a few reunions in these recent days. Faces I have not seen in easilly over a year have returned to common view. Bastilion had appeared briefly for a few words and some appreciated time and company. Archelius has returned once more from his nomadic travels, and made the decision to remain for a much longer stay. I have recently encountered the Priest as well. And of course, one who had not been seen since his most vulnerable days had returned from his own travels. Loki, you still must meet your brother.

Hnn. Of course, what is one of these writings without mentioning the enemy? Again his family is growing. How much longer until this forest's genetic pool is so consumed with their blood that all will be one another's sibling in a land much like the hives of the wasps?
Some time ago I noticed the soul of my enemy had been returned from Osias's captivity. Along with his soul, came those of a few more. One I do not know, and two within that blue rat.

Hnn... father, I know you would shun such a description of one of those you once encouraged me to embrace. Centuries have passed however, and the ways of does have long since changed. This one in particular no longer deserves the respect given to others.

Naturally, I felt compelled to finally break my silence with those abominations. I gave them 'regards' and traded a few words before battling my foe for what must have been the first time in perhaps one or two years. I would say it felt good to break from the tensions and caus bloodshed once more, but I soon found myself battling three on one as Wesker recieved backup support.
Such cowardice.

http://www.livestream.com/zergart

Little tired tonight, so it might not be a long stream.

I felt this necessary.

If anyone wants a specific deer of mine in forest for whatever reason, feel free to ask. <3
Lately I'm not sure who to kick in, so when I get in there I just wander around with whoever I default to. (Usually that's Darkweaver or his Aves personality)

- I do know that Ooky needs Seto Kaiba in next week. B| <3

Other than that, let me know who to butt in. XD Miss anyone? Let me know.

For the last few days I've been craving just... some good music. Maybe something melancholy or maybe something stirring...
I can't say for sure.
Now, I can't seem to find anything to listen to to sate this craving for music... so...

If anyone knows some good songs, please let me know. <3

"As for my unlikely allies, I think that I shall allow them a reprieve... For in time I will seek to test their resolve, and their strengths. They will all be mine in the end, for I am the Queen of Blades! None shall ever dispute my rule again."

Name: Sarah Kerrigan
Title: The Queen of Blades

Picto: Infested Kerrigan

Breed: Kashmir Deer
Set: Gazelle Antlers, DotD Pelt, Skull mask.

Personality:
-Spiteful
-Conniving
-Mocking
-Flamboyant
-Double Crossing
-Calculative
-Manipulative
-Graceful
-Aggressive
-Deadly
-Sadistic



Ryuu - Met
Ishizu - Met

(I really need to play her more. Needs more relations.)

Likes and Dislikes:
Soon enough.




According to the size chart, Kerrigan is a 13. Her vibrant purple fur is partially coated in a thick brown carapace, most predominantly around her limbs. The skin and fur on her limbs and over her hips is tainted with a sickly shade of green. From out of her shoulder blades, two massive skeletal wing-like appendages have grown out. These appendages have three long 'fingers' each, all ending in vicious blade-like tips. The backs of her hooves have grown out a sort of dew claw which serves as a sort of high heel. Her eyes give off a demonic yellow glow, and burn like fire in the dark. Her antlers are odd in texture, seemingly being made more of cartilage than bone. They are coated with a brittle cartilage that matches that on the rest of her body.

Behaviors:
- Combat: While she herself can easily hold her own alone in a fight, she often prefers to act as the leader of massive groups. When fighting for herself, she is direct and precise. She does not generally fight with her antlers, but instead will use her 'heels' and 'wings'. Those bladed wings of hers are her most leathal weapon. She has also been noted to use psyonic energy in concussive bursts against enemies. When in trouble, she will burrow into the ground with her 'wings' and rest until her health is recovered.

- Daily: Her general preferance is not to enter aggressions with others right away. Rather, she aims to forge temporary or otherwise alliances with whomever she considers potentially useful. She will usually manipulate others onto her side either threw means of blackmail, mind control, or offering whatever it is the other needs or desires - though she may not always give them what she promises. Much more than once, she's sided with her previous enemies to accomplish higher goals that have occasionally benefited all. She is not entirely malicious, though it is rare for her to act for the good of others without having her own ends to meet.






I do not own, nor do I claim to own Sarah Kerrigan. She is copywritten to Blizzard Entertainment's Starcraft/Brood War/SC2. I do however own this rendition of her as a deer.

The rules:
Think of a book title. ONLY book titles, not movie or video game titles.
Replace one word in the title with the word "Baconstrips".
Die laughing. B|

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Examples~

"The Chamber of Baconstrips"

"The Secret Baconstrips"

"War of the Baconstrips."

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C'mon community, let's have a few laughs. |D