So..
Rp blog 8P
I decided to make one, because
1.My deer are not in game as much these days with classes killing me it's hard. I'm also doing more drawing and things in my free time
2.My deer have nothing going on any more
3.I have characters that I need to develop better (so I will play them in game more when I do get on) and rp is, I have found out, the best way to do it.
WARNING
I’m not saying that things will get rough on here but language could happen so I’m tossing this warning up. To be considerate
If you do not want to rp here there is always my msn. It’s not hard to find just look on Night Shade’s bio at the end <3
Rules.
I’m not going to scream about spelling and grammar.
As long as I can tell what it is and everyone is having fun it’s ok.
Please do ///NOT// mix IC and OOC. What my characters do and yours do are- and
should be purely in character.
Please do not one line me. I’m not being rude. I don’t expect books, but give me something more than say..
“Hi.” *bounces*
Night Shade
A small back doe sat quietly on a log near the play ground, watching the world around her with little interest. She yawned and flicked her fox like tail from side to side, as she settled herself in. It could be said that she was an easy target or blissfully unaware of her surroundings, but Night Shade was always on high alert. She still wore her winter fur. It would be some months yet before her white markings would return. She was better hidden in her solid coat, but stuck out like a sore thumb at the same time. The doe never worried much though. Why should she? She liked to fight and if she found herself in over her head, there were many she could run to for help. Perhaps she had become a bit too comfortable
Lilith
will add later
Des
A large shadow colored stag sat in a patch of long grass, within the birch forest. Every now and then he would toss his silver white antlers to rid himself of the pesky birds that perched there. He found it really annoying that the more he wanted to be left alone, it seemed that more of the forests inhabitants bothered him. He just wanted to go back home. He was no deer. He didn’t care for it at all. The deer form left him with nothing but a bitter taste in his mouth, as he reflected on why he was even in the forest to start with. It was a punishment and a good on it seemed. A growl rumbled in his chest.
“Damn you Asaroth. You will pay for this, you and your little mate.” He had hated the pair before, but he wished nothing more than to see them dead for what they had done to him. Of course they were nowhere near him now for him to act on his anger any way.
other stuff
Asaroth is owned by Kittycatkita.
Faunet (sorry I didn’t see
(sorry I didn’t see yours)
The beast nodded at her and lowered himself to the ground to rest. He needed time to think. His anger at all the deer had almost made him forget what his real problem was. That was what mattered. He growled irritated as he plotted. He knew, for him there were very few if any ways out of the forest. The “door” Asaroth had used, was unusable him, only Asaroth could travel between the two world that way.
Chickentwhite
He studied the purple stage a bit longer. He could feel his fear and it pleased him. It seemed this one knew how dangerous he could be if provoked. The unfortunate one had made him quiet curious. You were running..why?”
Twitching and giving a quick
"There'sacrazylizard-thingfollowingmeandhewantstoeatandrapemeIJUSTKNOW!" He jabbered, talking so quickly, it was almost impossible to make out the words.
He was trembling badly now, his one metallic limb clattering slightly, the movement making a sweet, calming smell of lavender come from his earring and necklace. This seemed to calm him down slightly as he swallowed hard, closing his eyes, only to tremble less badly as he opened them again, something pleading in his look...
He might even have been alright-looking if it wasn't for the sleepy eye and missing nose...
Plus there was something indefinably feminine about the tiny, antlerless stag... Only amplified by that smell of doe...
Airia felt the beast stag
Stepping out into the open, she walked sideways so the beast stag wouldn't stay out of her sight and to make sure no one was in her blind spots. Airia kept her ears pricked and her tail raised, ready to run out as soon as something happened.
{It's ok} Kiana licked her
Kiana licked her front leg a moment before her head popped up.The sound of bells alarmed her someone died.Sighing the design of wings on her back suddenly started seoarating from her body.They looked almost like smoke but th color soon covered her.She took off into the air and found the soul.She took it back to the underworld where it would start its new beginning.She went back to spot where Des was,she didn't know why is was an act of impulse.Onc she landed the smokescreen started to vanish and the wing design appeard once more on her white body.She looked over at Des wondering about his reaction not that it mattered.
Chickenwhite Des watched the
Des watched the small trembling deer, frowning as it babbled. He was a bit disappointed that the cause of the small ones distress was not him. He liked being feared. He was also quiet confused by all the scents it was putting off. One minute it smelled of death, the next lavender and a small hint of female. He snorted to try and blow the smell from out of his nose. He hated having a deer’s body, sure his hearing was amplified and helpful, but the enhanced sense of smell was annoying.
Lizard thing?”
He frowned
“There are worse things than lizards..Why do you fear them?”
Pepper-mill-ranch
The big stag watched her quietly as he spoke with the deer in his company. He was enjoying the fact that he seemed to make the mare fearful. He could see it in her posture. Des was in a relaxed state, unless something happened to set him off again, as long as no one provoked him, he would remain where he was, resting.
Faunet
He watched her leave and return with mild curiosity. As a demon he had seen many odd things, not much could surprise the brute. Years of experience and training had taught him to never act surprised about any other worldly creatures or powers. To look surprised or scared was a weakness, but he was allowed to be curious.
“What was that about?”
"I was ...required to take a
Airia snorted her fearness as
Airia's pelt shivered as she took a step closer to the stag. His energy felt the calmest and so she wanted to be near that the most, but she also wanted to flee from him. She wasn't sure what to do.
Giving the cautious mare a
He giggled nervously, eyes shifting quickly between various things in the thicket.
"Well, this one is much bigger than me, faster than me and he's stalking the hell out of me!..." He whined, still talking fast, but not as fast anymore. Though something in the calmness of the stag in front of him unnerved him, making him take one very small step backwards, muscles tensing, ready to run...
(This guy is bad news...) He thought, swallowing.
Faunet The beast studied her
The beast studied her quietly and grumbled a bit, turning to watch the forest in front of them, still keeping an ear turned to others. He was still suspicious of all of them. He was by no means frightened. He just wanted to be ready in case someone wanted to attack him for any reason. The stag would happily kill anyone that wanted to try.
“I’m curious.” His low voice rumbled from his chest.
“How does one who deals with death also heal?”
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Pepper-mill-ranch
He turned his attention to the horse and watched her with little interest. Her fear did please him, but the lurking was getting on his nerves. He was not one to invite anyone to be near him. If anyone wished that they could try their luck. He growled a low warning to her.
“If you continue to sneak around I will chase you off soon and you won’t like it.”
It didn’t take much to set him off.
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Chickenwhite
“So let me get this straight.”
He snarled dangerously close to the small deer’s single ear. He thought briefly of ripping that off for him to. He had no real reason, he was just angry and wanted to take it out on something. In many ways Des did act like a bratty child, a demented bratty child at least. When things didn’t go his way someone always had to suffer.
“Not only are you bothering me, but some creature is following you? and let me guess. I’m supposed to do something about it when it does find you?” He snorted.
No the other deer had not said a word about needing help, but in his mind someone always expected something out of him, as a servant he was used to the feeling, but he sure as hell was not going to help anything he considered lower than himself.
But the small, lilac deer
"N-no! Not at all, I was, uh, I was justpassingby!" He rambled quickly, entire body trembling as badly as ever, a growing feeling in his gut telling him this was a VERY bad situation to be finding himself in... But maybe a bit of wit would get him out of it?...
He giggled nervously.
"W-why would a lowly creature such as myself beg to be protected by someone as strong a-and magnificent as you?" He tried, smiling nervously, covering before the other, the motion almost looking like a respectful bow, with a bit of good will.
In his mind, Dorian was BEGGING for this to work...
"It does seem strange to
Airia jumped at the stag and