-smears face all over page and runs-

-hands a bottle of windex- eue

No worries at all, Bandit, it's fine~ Thank you for the track! ♥

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I felt the need to document the epic derping that has happened tonight between Obake, Darcy and the zombie deer that had accompanied them on their shroom-fueled journey a couple of nights ago. Behold!


"Hngh...ach...get off me, you too heavy. Darcy, help!"


"Ah...that better. But only a little, hnn."


"Ahahah-MMNNF!"


Behold, the magnificent derptotem!


Totembutts.

You know, I think the third screenie applies to that, haha! Bad Obake! =P

"You deny me my meal? Perhaps I piss on your grass!"
ROFLMAO

also, the benny hill theme applies to that chase. I watched it as Kaoori was walking. >u>

Yes. Big Bunny enjoys it. I was busy watching Angry Grampa videos when you found me at the play ground .

Track =] I think this is the stag that my Demonia was sitting with?

Oh lol that's alright =] Demonia can be quite mean when she isn't in the mood to though lolz

So then why was he attacking Amary before Reed even appeared? Unless he was already there previously.
She's the one with the magpie pelt, key antlers, and butterfly mask.

I got it now, thanks. c:
Amary isn't going to know what to think of him now, though. X3;

I have to agree with Shinto. Big Bunny is a big threat to Obake. Ha Ha.

Big Bunny --------------------------- Obake'
Just stop by to say hi.

Surprising; I don't think I have this tracked.
He's a gorgeous character, very nicely put together. ♥

This looks like a nice place to rest.

The abrupt feel of something coarse and alive at his back, blossoms upon his tines being shifted about--

--the birdlike face lowered over his shoulder, a damaged blossom petal delicately pinched in its beak. Eye contact was made, but just for a moment. One wild-eyed glance, before he stretched out his neck once more, continued preening and tidying Obake's antlers.

The oni stiffened at the contact, but soon relaxed when he recognized the birdlike creature. He felt a little embarrassed from being caught off-guard, but he disguised it and straightened his posture slightly, staring straight ahead at the group before him. The preening felt nice, and admittedly the cherry blossoms upon his tines were becoming withered. He made a mental note to replace them with fresher one from his favorite area in the ruins.

Humming contently in his throat, Obake, inclined his head slightly, provided the giant crow greater access to his antlers and perhaps fur if he so desired. "Thank you," he said softly, his eyes falling shut for a moment. "I remember you, but I not know your name." An ear slowly swiveled back curiously as the other moved forward.

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Kaoori - Aw, I don't think I've seen Kaoori around in a while either. He does miss her; he always loves her company. I do hope that they may be able to frolic about soon! =) ♥

Obake was happy to see Kaoori as well! Poor dear...I hope she'll be alright. =( As a matter of fact, as soon as I checked on the game I saw her bow, but before he could bow back Kaoori was off like a rocket! =P No worries, though; he's always grateful for her company, no matter how brief. ♥

This incident happened a few days ago, therefore it's naturally said and done with, but I will answer your concerns regardless. Since your deer is fully grown, I assume that you understand the basic and rather limited emotes available within the game, and what they mean. A head shake means "no", rearing may mean aggression, and so on. I had observed Ayala getting too close to the doe who was in labor, which was setting off the other deer. Even after the deer had communicated to Ayala in-game to please give the doe some space, she continued to persist. If that wasn't enough, the doe's player requested on Ayala's bio that she please leave everyone alone...not once, but twice.

Obake, my deer, was not part of the "group"; he was merely a participant of the event. ICly, he became fed up with Ayala not getting the hint and attempted to drive her off alongside Crucio. His intentions were not to harm her, but rather to get her to respect her distance. This is not to be taken so seriously, as it is, as you said, a role-play fantasy game. If is difficult to feel sympathy for your situation when it was clear to the other players as well as myself that Ayala made no attempt to respect anyone's wishes. Hopefully, such misunderstandings can be avoided in the future, or better handled and acknowledged.

With that said, I do not wish to further discuss the matter, as it is over and done with. Thank you.

No worries at all, cicadia! I don't get offended when deer poof; after all, we all have stuff to do outside of TEF. Oh, that's wonderful to hear, thank you! ♥ Bright Eyes is a lot of fun as well; you do a great job of conveying his emotions despite the limited actions the crow can make. Obake will definitely still be around, although he may be idling later. Bright Eyes is welcome to stick around and poke him if that's the case! =P

Again, no worries! It's perfectly understandable; I'd rather you focus on more important things than a reply to a RP. You can definitely respond if you'd like, or if you feel that it's too late then we could start a new one pertaining to today. I really don't mind either way! =)

Thank you so much! :'D

Normally, the blue-coated oni was rather intuitive and very much aware of his surroundings. It was rare when he didn't hold his head high, his yellow eyes scouting out the treeline and his ears swiveling to every intruding noise. Even when he slept he was aware, ready to spring to his feet and face any deer who dared to disturb his slumber. For the past week or so, however, he was not exactly himself. He had begun to care less about what happened around him as a strange emotion that was very foreign to him began to take over: loneliness.

Obake did not know that that was what the emotion was called, but regardless he felt it. Kumiko and Darcy, two of the few deer that mattered so dearly to him, had begun to drift from his senses. For a while he feared that he would never see them again; he was not sure what he would do if he lost them. And now, he sat beside the oak that stood tall behind the Crying Idol, his powerful form slumped against the bark. Wearily his eyes remained fixated on the pond in the distance, almost entranced by the way the sunlight danced over the rippling water. Moos and scents alike came and went from his notice, none of which he recognized or cared to acknowledge.

So lost was he in his stark, silent contemplation that he did not notice the twilight doe that he loved so dearly stop short off to his side. He did not pick up on her scent as she was downwind, and he had switched himself off from outside noise. The only sign of motion from the elk-sized oni was the gentle rise and fall of his belly and chest as he breathed.

That voice... It was as if he were brought to consciousness with smelling salts. Immediately his ears stood up, and his head swiveled to take in the sight of his beloved friend standing there before him. With an intake of breath he briefly took in her gentle, slender form, and how the typically dark color of her fur seemed to brighten under the caressing sunbeams. Her eyes were soft and kindly as always, and he looked into them for a moment almost in disbelief. When he finally realized that he was gaping at her like an awestruck fawn, Obake quickly climbed to feet and closed the distance between them, nuzzling Kumiko tenderly and being careful to not overdo it. He could barely contain his enthusiasm and joy.

"Utsukushii kon'nichiwa, sweet miko," he breathed between nuzzles, his mask having been nudged up off of his face to do so. His eyes glowed with newfound warmth, and his dark lips curved up into a gentle smile, though made awkward in part of his tusks. "It lovely now that you here, Kumiko. I miss you much," he continued softly, another strange yet familiar feeling that he couldn't place stirring within him. Not to make her feel guilty, he quickly added, "But all better, now that you here." Unable to restrain himself, he leaned in to very lightly brush his lips against her cheek...it was not so much of a kiss as it was a caress. But it proved to be a teasing gesture when he immediately jumped to the side, but only slightly, his form crouched and a mischievous grin on his face. All at once, his enthusiasm had come back. All it took was to see her face, lovely even when obscured by her mask.

[Oh dear...so sorry for the long post! I guess when I get going, I can't stop! =P]

"Hnn...arigato, m'lady. Black of night, grace of swan. It a pleasure to meet you, dark beauty."

The miko needn't attempt to make herself look sleek and appealing, as she was already perfect in the oni's eyes. She was a creature of beauty, gentleness and grace, something that was foreign to the demon and yet he found himself drawn to it. Her soft words warmed him to his core, and hearing her speak made him remember how much he had missed her voice...how he had missed all of her. The sparkling eyes, her downy fur, wavy hair and gentle laughter...all of it had been missed dearly. The longing in his heart had instantly been forgotten once he became lost in the warmth of her eyes.

And now he was crouched behind her, grinning from ear to ear without fear of frightening her with his exposed and pointed teeth. His playful stance faltered momentarily when she gazed back at him, batting those dark lashes, an endearing and attractive shade of pink upon her cheeks. Like a starstruck fawn he stared back at her, his eyes having widened slightly. He seemed to be trapped within her gaze, as if under a spell...and then, a flick to his muzzle brought him back.

He made a small snuffling nose, a little surprised initially but then quickly overcome with amusement. Chuckling, he leaned forward to give her rump a teasing nip before leaping in front of her again with surprising fluidity for his size. He wasted no time in stealing a quick peck on her cheek before leaping off to her other side in almost the same line of motion. Laughing heartily he made a silly face, his tail flagged high as he trotted in a tight circle. "A-ha! Hai, you see, Kumiko quick and graceful. But Obake more so!" he called out gleefully, being playful in his mock gloating. His eyes shone a little brighter as he regarded her again, his smile's warmth matching that of his glowing orbs. There was probably never a moment when he wasn't admiring her, truly.

[No worries at all; it's a very cute post! ♥]