So basically, I've set up an interaction blog of sorts for Silence. Deer...and human, if it is requested.
Keep in mind his human form would be in an alternate universe from the one he's in now. As in he wouldn't encounter his own death and things that would progress his storyline too much. (Even meeting Esperanza, if the needs require.)
Deer-Silence interactions would continue as normal, however.

Keep in mind that I'm not the best RPer, and my css skills as you can see are rather terrible. I'll try to reply in the same form that you did. (Pictures, etc.)
....and I'm also pretty terrible when it comes to replying in a timely manner. That's the most important thing, haha. :]

I've provided some starting posts below should you wish to reply to those. The first and second paragraphs are there for establishing a setting, and the third is an optional dialogue paragraph, should you want it~!



Personality Quirks-
introverted, secretive, reclusive, tough, non social, observer, fearless, solitary, anarchist, detached, likes to lead, outsider, mind over heart, good at saving money, does not make friends easily, quick tempered, self sufficient, dislikes authority, not aggressive, likes knowing the unknown, unconcerned with external opinion, strong, abstract, independent, very intellectual, analytical, high self control
-- Algophobic -- Keraunophobic --
Click for his Deer-form Reference Sheet.






Silence always seemed to have a fondness for certain things. However if anything, the mushrooms always caught his most delicate curiosity. How they slowly climbed up the trees, how their shapes varied from one point to the next...how they affected his brain when ingested....
You were merely minding your own business, naturally. Simply walking past numerous deer in search of a familiar face. Yet the sight of this creature somehow managed to catch your eye. For one, this one appeared to be staring at mushrooms on a tree. The fungi being such a common sight, it was troubling as to why they seemed, suddenly, so intriguing.
Your staring is quickly brought to attention when the quiet air is broken, and you hear a...rather out-of-place chuckle erupt from the gut of the creature before you.
"It is rude to stare." A pause, followed by another laugh. He seemed to be directing his speech at you. "Or, perhaps I am a hypocrite." The second sentence is softened and audibly softer than the first, heard only as he began to stand. His head turned, a grin clearly visible through his choice of mask. You are suddenly thankful for the distance that still remained between you and him. "Forgive me if I am troubling you...but are you fond of riddles?"






Always the trickster. Always the one to fool. Funny, that he despised any that attempted to fool him. "Silence", as he was called, was building quite the reputation in the art of magic. He had finally purchased his own establishment, though spent much of his time outside its cool walls. He was raised in the art of street magic, simple tricks that took little effort but amazed en mass. Card tricks. Though simple, it was a deck of cards that he loved to entertain with the most.
It is the late-afternoon, the air cool and inviting after the heat of the day had begun to pass. It is 1891, Vienna, the clatter of carriages around you all too familiar. You would normally walk this route as you did everyday...but something inside you urged you to take the off-beaten path to escape the noise of the main streets. Though not absent of people, there exists far less of a crowd....of course...until you stumble upon a group of what seems as onlookers. Some, you notice, are gasping in awe while others scratch their heads in wonder. Then, you quickly find the source of this crowd's attention, a masked man dressed in a dark suit with a smirk across his lips.
"A magician is nothing without his cards, hm? " You spot him taking a deck out of his suit pocket as you begin your approach. "Perhaps someone would like to be a volunteer?"