Here you can interact with my character's in whatever way you please. If you want me to do the intro, than that's a-okay :3 Or you can do it~ Whichever you want. Click on the little circles to see that particular deer's bio. Though some of them still lack bios to speak of...
Peony (Deer only + Duel shared with thecapturedplanet) o
Nivea (Deer only) o
Sebastian o
Olay o
Aveeno o
Crystal (L'oreal) o
Turkey o
Debit and Credit
Malware (NOTE: Malware, while being a deer, will only interact with humans)
Irene Whittington (Human only)
Nippers Bartleby (Human only) o
GumStick/Carbunkle Warthom o
Demyx o
Italy o
Dante Alighieri (Deer only) o
(do~ BY YOUR POWERS
"I know" he smiled, "I think i was the hair..." nevermind that he'd had a girly structure all together, nope had to be the hair.
"I've had a few people say I'm good at listening...maybe it's because I'm not much of a talker..." he attempted to stretch his bad leg, making sure the bone wasn't out of place.
(YUH. I CHEATED AND MADE A
Jorogumo brought it upon herself to, once again, accompany the red stag that hated her so, staying quiet.
A small bundle of blue fur was nestled beside him, opposite of the side that she was on.
"Poor sweet got attacked by Ren, didn't he?" She clicked softly, craning her long neck over to see him. Old dog had a thing for breaking legs..
"Lowly mutt...always goes for the little ones," This wasn't an insult to Rosine, but she'd seen the werewolf go mostly for deer of a small stature. Which he was.
The doe didn't even realize how close she was to Jergens, too lost in thought. She missed the days when that Ren scum-bag would actually fight those of his own size.
She grumbled to herself."How I yearn to beat him in the dirt like I did long before,"
CaptainPlanet~ (...I AM
He chuckled. "With the combination of the earrings though it was quite adorable." What the Hell, Jergens? Flirting in this life was bad enough, but at a time like this?
Ah well, he was Jergens, that's what he did.
"I think I needed you just as much as you needed me then." he grinned. "I think I would have died a whole lot sooner if I hadn't met ya in that storm."
Fofo~ (dgjkjggk Whaaaaa?! :
Jergens shot his head up and glared at her for a second before easing himself up. "Hm, take a seat." he grumbled. He felt too beat up to offer any spiteful comebacks anyway.
"I... I blame myself... I wish I hadn't left him alone." he mumbled, more to himself than to her. He turned his head over and lightly flicked his tongue over the little stag's muzzle.
"If I see him, I intend to give him Hell..." his voice was quivering with anger. Not at her, but at the strange wolf-beast that had dared to hurt Rosine.
((replying to both you
The blue stag smiled.
"I still need you" he said softly, ears flicking.
But...did the red stag still...need him?
He didn't have a chance to ask before a familiar face appeared, and he smiled, tail wagging.
"Hello Lady-spider Joro" he greeted, shuddering at the mention of the canine creature.
"m-maybe you guys should just avoid him..." he mumbled, ears drooping, he wouldn't have anyone being hurt on his behalf.
(Call me Wiffle...Mr.
Not really <3 )
"You really care for Rosine. I can see it under that stubbornness of yours!" Shaking her head, she shifted her weight, tapping her tail against the grass blades.
"Mm, you do that. But he doesn't stop. I may have sent him off once or twice, but that was a long time ago. He's more persistent than ever now," Muttered the doe, her eyes widening just a little.
They stared blankly at Jergens, appearing as nothing more but glassy, black orbs.
"Stand over Rosine, and he will do nothing to him," She said, looking over to the waking little blue stag as she said ended her sentence.
Captain Planet & Fofo-kins~
Jergens grinned and playfully butted his head against him, not too hard though. "Well, yeah. So do I, I need someone to help me keep my sanity here."
He turned to the spider-like doe, a devilish light in his eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry. Getting too mushy for you? Maybe we should focus up." his face grew serious.
"I hope I get to see him on accident then, so I'll have an excuse to rip him up."
((>you've never had a three
>lol'd))
The blue stag rolled his eyes, ignoring the small amount of pain being moved caused.
"maybe if both you guys were there..." he shook his head to clear it.
"he was huge though, way bigger than any stag I've seen here" he turned to lick a wound on his shoulder.
"and he has such large horns" he shuddered, fur standing on end for a few moments, giving him a rather fluffed up appearance.
"Faith...I'm lacking some of
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
CaptainPlanet~ (STFU BLUE MAN
Jergens' grin grew even wider. "Me and her teaming up? It's like a bad movie..." he giggled. He raised an eyebrow as his little companion seemed to poof up.
"You should do that fluff thing more often, makes ya cuter." he teased playfully.
(Kaoori, if by any chance your are reading this. I do greatly apoligize.)
Baw, taking a shower now. Don't wait up for meh
(*knocks out Rosine* 8D j/k
(*knocks out Rosine* 8D j/k <3 WEEE THREESOME?)
"Hm. Go for it then. I don't waste my time with scum like that. He leaves when I stand over someone I cherish, and that's enough for me," Her eyes still stared, a grin forming on her face.
"I can't fight for a few months. This is why I probably seem so cold about this issue with Rosine being injured." She whispered, shifting her weight.
The doe had enough with being so quick to fight. She felt selfish for it, especially when even her allies were at risk of getting harmed by her own antlers or fangs.
"Only when I have no choice is when I fight now, because I have a child in me,"She hissed, looking at the blue stag once more, then back at Jergens. She lowered her head into the soil, mumbling things.
(XD) "you're having
"you're having children?" he looked towards Joro, seeming to forget about Ren, a rather dreamy expression coming across his features.
ah~ how adorable~" he chirped, "they'll probably be born my size, all the fawns here seem to be..." he rolled his eyes, looking at Jergens.
"I'll keep it in mind" he rolled his eyes, nuzzling against the red stag, eyes closing, though he still listened and seemed wide awake despite of that.
Capn' Planet and
Jergens was puzzled. Um... Weren't women usually happy when they were having kids? Not that he really knew any women personally.
His head snapped back at Rosine. "No, no, and another thousand 'no's" he shivered dramatically.
"One, I hate children. Two, I don't think we even could adopt if we wanted to. And three, if by any chance there is SOME strange, weird way to get one of us pregnant. YOU are going to have it. Not me." He was glad for the change in conversation. Hopefully it got the little stag's mind off of the pain.
Mick~ (Whoops! Really sorry about that. D: )
Hmm, why did so many people tell him that? "Sorry, I just like Bartleby better. Never liked my first name." he smiled.
"I think it's over for now..." he murmured, referring to the pain.
"Why...yesss," She gave a
Right when Jergens said 'no' she couldn't stifle a giggle. "That's not very nice. If Rosine had them, he could die due to his small size, him or the kid. Hypothetically speaking.."
Males conceiving was still a bit alien to her, but she had a close friend that was due in several months, and he was male. Jorogumo thought it somewhat cute.
"Big sissy," She mumbled.
"I wish that it would end
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
Capn' Planet and Fofo~
He scowled a little. "Call me what you want. I. Don't. Care." he tapped his hoof on the ground after each word.
He shook his head again. "Ya know... Ya don't seem very happy about it." he mused to himself.
(Gaw, I gotta go soon)
((Good |D and baww ;-; don't
The blue stag laughed softly.
"oh? I never said anything about us adopting or having kids, but, I mean if that's what you want~" he teased, sticking his tongue out at him.
"they did?" he looked at Joro, "that's so sad...you'll do better this time~" he chirped, nodding his head firmly once.
(:CC Awwe) "I'm teasing.
"I'm teasing. Lighten up, you hot tamale," She grumbled to Jergens, nudging his shoulder and shaking her head with a light chuckle. She winked at Rosine.
"Don't seem happy? No, I am quite eager, just tired is all," The doe said, pulling out some blades of grass and twirling one between her claws.
"I love children, so neh," She huffed, sticking her tongue out tauntingly, smiling at the blue stag with him. "Hm, so I hope,"
Capn' Planet and Fofers~
Okay, fine. He would sympathize. "Yeah... I mean as much as I may seem a royal bitch to ya. I do feel bad about that." he smiled sadly. "Try to stay of trouble and you'll do fine." Hturned to Rosine.
"Look, as fun as it is talking about the prospects of our gaytastic future together, I think I gotta go." he lightly nuzzled the little stag. "You promise not to hurt yerself while I'm gone?"
(dgklfjgk Don't ask why he's leaving because I DON'T KNOW EITHER. Yeah, and if you two wanna keep going with it, I'm perfectly okay with it. Do what'cha want. Ya have my blessings ;3)
Mick~ Hold on a sec...
(hmm, I think I'll bop around
((gaytastic is my new
Mick~ "Well, I can if I
"Well, I can if I have an escort. And if I don't use too much energy." he brushed away a lock of his hair.
"Although it's much more fun to go out alone." he teased.
Kylar playfully punched the
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Mick~ Bartleby flushed with
Bartleby flushed with embarassment. "Of course not! How could anyone find you boring?" he awkwardly played with the hem of his shirt. Had he offended him? He found it difficult to read the boy's thick accent. "If anything, I'm the one who should be boring you. My life is nothing but buisness. Nothing exciting or interesting." he added quickly, hoping to regain what he thought was a broken down conversation.
It was hard enough for Bartleby to really read emotion. He had never been good around people personally. It was all about stiff buisness. With people he didn't know, he was especially people-challenged.
"...'ave I done something to
The deer turns his head to gaze out from his good eye.
Had one not known better they may very well have thought the stag was wearing the uniform his fur so resembled, but that's all it was, fur.
an ear flicked, antlerless head tilting a bit now.
----
XD poor Jergens, Thinking poor Thomas is a doe
The red stag raises an
"Uhm... Yeah... Sorry?" he lifts a hoof and licks at it. A nervous habit of his.
(gjkfdlkgjsfd Omg... x3 I didn't even know that was him)
(( I lol'd |DDD)) The
The revolutionary stag smiled a bit, a small up turning at the corners of his mouth.
"you're pardened" it sounds all the more formal with his accent.
"I would think I was a doe"
(I even tracked his bio too
Jesus, how formal do ya have to be?
"Nah... I already know a few stags that look like does. My bad for not making sure." he lets his head hang down. "I've been kinda on edge lately. And does scare me enough to begin with." he looks up and studies the stag's odd pelt.
"Wait... Who the hell are you, anyway? I haven't seen you around."
((XD 'tis fine)) "I don't
"I don't know how anyone can be on edge here. it's quite peaceful in my opinion" he looked around for a moment.
"excuse me, where are my manners." he stood long enough to offer a polite bow.
"My name is Thomas, Lieutenant Thomas J Alain" he settled down again.
he paused at the curse word, but said nothing.
Oh God... I think I hate you
His eyes narrow. "No. It isn't peaceful now. And it never was." he leaves it at that, no arguement, just stating what he thought to be the fact.
The red stag just tilts his head in response to the bow, leaning over a bit. "Jergens. That's it. Nothing more and nothing less." a wide, unnerving grin spreads across his face, a lovely remnant of his human life.
(FFFFF... these guys... they'll get along just like oil and water)
((XD I'm giggling and trying
Jergens? what a strange name.
"ah, well" hi ears flattened back lightly, trning his head down and licking the fur of his chest a few times, purposfully not looking at the smile the other gave.
"more peaceful than where I'm from..." he said simply.
"Nothing more?" he looked up, a sly smirk coming to his expression, mostly in his eyes.
"...quite"
('Quite'? Jesus, Sonatatata,
If only you knew, pal
His grin seemed to spread even further, if that was possible. "Let me guess, human too?" he asked. Yup, perhaps it was so. So many deer here... many used to be humans like him. He wondered if this was some sort of twisted afterlife.
Then again, why would one even bother caring?
"I've forgotten my last name just as I've forgotten most else." he grimiced. "The forest... It makes you forget..."
((pip pip cheerio, meet me at
he paused, thinking that information over.
"good, I wouldn't mind forgetting some of my past"
a nod was given.
"yes, I was human, I was a soldier" his eye seemed to haze for a moment, thinking deeply.
"we were marching into Lexington green...everything was so still for a moment" his eye fluttered closed for a few moments before looking up.
"there was a shot, I don't know from which side...but everyone started shooting...lost my eye" he flicked an ear.
"I remember a few days after...it was very painful...and then, I went to sleep, and woke up here"
(*gigglesnort*) Christ on a
Christ on a bike, how old are you, man?
"We're in the same boat then. Only I think I died a lot more... unpleasently..." he shuddered.
"Soldier, then? God, that must have royally sucked." he plops to the ground, tired from standing. He dosen't lay down, but rather sits up in a very... almost frightenly human-like position.
"Least ya did somethin' worth yer while, man. Me? I was just a homeless bastard most of the time. Starvin' to death, getting some good hospitality from some guys... Ya know, the whole shebang." The grin... it was plastered to his face now.
God, he loved messing with people...
he didn't really understand
"well, perhapse it was unpleasant sometimes but...it was for a cause which I was passionate about, I'm proud of my death, and I accept it, with my chin held high"
he ticked his ears as he listened.
"why not simply find work, farms always seem to need an extra hand, and they often allow their workers to join them living in their homes"
he paused, taking in the 'modern day' jargen.
after some thought he finally stated.
"your manner of speech is rather strange, pray tell, where are you from? before here of course"
(God, I'm not sure if it
"Hell man, I never knew where I was. Pulled out of elementary school, Couldn't read to begin with, I was a recipe for disaster as soon as I was born." he tilts his head at the mention of work. A farm... Seriously? Jergens had never seen one while he was human let alone worked at one.
"When I was alive, man, no one would hire a fag like me." he chuckled bitterly. "I had better luck getting a bite with some good ol'... heh... Well..." Good thing his fur was red, otherwise the flush on his face would have been clearly visible.
His ears ticked. "what does
"what does 'fag' mean?" he questioned, tilting his head slightly, frowning as if processing his first words fully at last.
"you can't read? why, do you even know your letters?" he asked, not that it was important in a forest anyway, it merely took him by surprise.
Oh, this'll be fun as Hell...
He decided to address the reading issue first. "Nothing but a bunch of worthless squiggles to me. Parents and teachers gave up cause I never could learn it. Sucks, right?" he blinks and the grin turns into an all out smile.
"Fag, gay, fruitcake, whatever ya wanna call it, man." he shrugged. "A man loving man, you could say... Or a chick loving chick." he never did like the 'homosexual' term. Too damn medical sounding.
"People in my time don't like people like me all that much because of it, yeah?" he closed his eyes and let his smile fade away.
The stag blushed beneath his
"th...that's, a, a sin" his ears flattened, looking away and downwards, like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
Or a soldier caught checking out another.
"I, I I, ah, th, tch" he sputtered, random sounds, a most ungentlemanly noise indeed.
Okay, I don't hate ya
The grin comes back. "Um, yer point? Dosen't look like there's a Hell anyway. Even if there was, then I wouldn't give a damn anyway."
He noticed his embarassed stares. "Hm, sorry man. I'm already taken, or was that staring something else?" Flirt or not, when Jergens was with someone, then by God he was with that man and no one else.
Or... deer... in this case...
"I'm sure a lot of nice stags out there woulf find ya cute as Hell past all the dull politeness ya got goin' there." he assures him, relishing the fact that he was probably embarassing the hell out of him.
Hey, that was what Jergens did. Mess with people.
"I was just joking with you,"
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His fur stood on end,
"I, I'm not gay, b-be quiet" he paused, clearing his throat before holding his head high again.
"It's a silly notion to imply that I could ever see another male as anything more than a friend" he flicked an ear.
"perhaps I'm not dull and polite, but rather you are uppity and rude" ears ticking, back and forth, a metronome.
Mick~ I-I beg your parden?"
I-I beg your parden?" he deep blush set across his face. "Uh-uhm... Y-yes.. b-but... What you call... uhm... that... It's... uhm... very... yes... very... H-how do I say?" he raced over his words, stumbling over them.
"I-it's very... hard for me. Because... of my... uhm... It would... more than likely... probably kill me. Uhm..." he hid his face in his hands, clearly flustered and embarassed.
Sonataaaa~ What the Hell did
What the Hell did 'uppity' mean? Whatever. He certainly knew what rude meant.
"Yeah, I've heard that alot. Try to be more original next time, okay man?" he was perfectly unoffended. After all, what could this antlerless thing do to him anyway?
"Hmm, you seem nervous about it though..." a devilish light sparkles in his eyes. "I'd offer myself to give you a little test, but one. I don't think my man would be happy with that and two, I hate sex with a passion anyway." he leaned back and slowly shut his eyes.
"Believe me man, I've been around the block dozens of times and I know when I'm talking to a closetieer." he giggled a bit at his new term for it.
"what does THAT word mean?
again the words registered, and he sat up, chest puffing a bit.
"I am...simply...appalled at your Vulgar language" he stated, "talking about such acts that should be kept behind closed doors, h-have you no shame?"
Sonata~ He didn't even
He didn't even tense. Seriously, to him, this guy was just a broken record.
"It refers to someone who won't admit it. Understand?" he licked his hoof again, damn, this was fun.
"Man, in my time, I was pretty normal compared to most." he mused to himself. "Shame? No, not really. Why would I? Not like I have anything to hide." he rolled his eyes. "I'm not vulgar so much as I am blunt."
(Yeah, Jergens is an asshole. I'm sorry xP)
((|D I love him)) he rolled
he rolled his eye, "Blunt indeed, you're not the sharpestbayonet on the field" he paused.
"in my time" he paused, "before the war anyway...I was a tailor" he stated, nodding once.
Sonata~ (As do I~
I don't even know that the hell a bayonet is, man...
"I only know enough to be able to survive. That alone is what matters." he looked at him seriously for once.
"I know very well how to get what I want."
He held back a little giggle when he mentioned his previous career. "And... Why are you telling me this? Because I really don't care. If anything, yer making yerself seem even more fruity." a sudden thought came to him.
"Now, you could be the type that goes both ways. Men and women. Some people just can't decide, so they go for both."
(Going to sleep for a few hours before I pass out now~)
he didn't know exactly what
"my family has been doing it for generations" he stated, voice tight, restrained, keeping his temper in check.
"you're here so I see you failed that whole 'survival' thing" he stated flatly.
((nighty night night |D))
400! BLAKALLALAAL I promise
BLAKALLALAAL
I promise I won't interrupt again.
/floosh