Defined as deceptive, intangible, fleeting, ethereal, perplexing, impossible to decipher. Carries an air of purity, yet something remains off balance. The harbinger of life, a beacon of light, a star in breathing form. A force that created itself. Existence in it’s purest form. She is made of all, and all is made of her. Gave a part of herself to The Forest in it’s genesis. Nothing of major significance and not a god — just a perfect energy source.
Leaves when her spirit is needed somewhere else. Constantly destroys and puts herself back together to help create new life. Re-awakens every time she dies or disintegrates. This may be weeks, months, or years later, depending on the severity and reason for her death, or the amount of energy that was taken from her in the process of creation. Simply disappears in a plume of black smoke when she departs. A red-eyed pheonix, except that she keeps everything that she took with her. She returns exactly the same as the moment before she left, as if she had never left at all. Her sporadic disappearances usually go unnoticed.
II.
Views each individual as an equal, and as a separate entity from everyone else. She does not register nor take into account social status, assertion of dominance, or any motives for one to be superior/inferior. Sees all eye-to-eye, no exceptions.
An extremely curious creature that does not seem to feel any fear regarding others - does not show any hesitation in approaching beings that pick her curiosity, even if said individual is portraying an offensive and intimidating appearance.
{LOOOL I read the updates on Spirit's page about Kahli before I went in-forest, so I knew xD Also, should this be before or after he encountered Kahli? I won't have him mention anything in case you prefer it be before C:}
-x-
Malikorin nodded in agreement with her words.
It could be dangerous. It usually was.
That's why he closed up again each time he was willing to open up.
It became too dangerous, too likely that it would hurt in some way at any time.
Not knowing the ideal time to open up is what stops me, I suppose.
I tend to try at the wrong times.
He turned to her when she spoke again.
How could...
Those blood-colored eyes flashed ink black for just a moment.
He knew it wasn't a trick of the mind.
And it caused him to wonder even while he spoke.
(I don't mind at all! It would be interesting if this would be after Kahli's encounter. Kahli also attacked Pandora pretty harshly, isn't Malik close with her? That could create some conflict~ )
The doe's eyes flitted to the ground once she saw
the recognition in the stag's eyes.
He faltered when he spoke.
She could feel Kahli's presence pounding in the back of her skull again.
She chose to ignore her.
There is never a right or a wrong time,
others merely use this as an excuse.
Her tone wasn't accusing,
but it was obvious the assumption was pointed at him.
Eyes remained trained on the ground.
It's one of these things you just... know.
Family is always a help.
Maybe dropping a hint to Requiem was a bad idea.
How would she know family was a help?
She had none of her own.
{All right! And ooh, it definitely could~
By the way, I adore this song, so freaking much ♥}
-x-
The empty stag decided to let her finish speaking before bringing anything else up.
His ears flicked back and forth when she mentioned family.
His slit pupils constricted slightly.
And what makes you think my family would be of any help?
His tone was not harsh.
He sounded like he was thinking while speaking, and his gaze slowly drifting away from the white doe.
And then it returned to her crimson eyes.
You met Requiem, didn't you.
She wouldn't just assume that family could be helpful if she didn't have one herself, would she?
The only way she'd know would be if a meeting with one of his brothers had given her a reason to believe such words.
And if she had met Neiro, those words would have been the last thing she'd say.
Suspicion was hidden well within Malikorin. What had Requiem said? The younger stag had a weak will especially when it came to does, and in Malik's view, the fear of knowing that bad things could happen if he told anyone too much was enough to ensure that Requiem wouldn't say anything that could betray their past.
His thoughts returned to the black doe with the same crimson eyes as Spirituelle.
Spirituelle... are you aware of a certain doe who has your eyes and is the opposite of you and yet, somehow, seems to be the same?
He assumed a lot, and knew there was a possibility the two does would have no connection whatsoever, but he had a feeling.
These feelings rarely misled him.
She had indeed met with the youngest of the three.
He has much to do with what we're talking about.
He is my family, after all.
Family that could possibly help me.
Requiem couldn't even talk to a doe without stammering.
How was he supposed to aid Malikorin with emotion?
The thought was almost amusing, but not enough to make the empty stag's muzzle struggle to smile.
I doubt he'd be able to do much at all.
Malikorin listened to her say the black doe was not her.
Mm, perhaps not you, but...
Do you know who I'm talking about?
He was curious to know who the doe was anyway. She had been so intent on his trees.
And he did want to know if she was connected in any way to Spirituelle.
The feeling lingered.
After he finished speaking he watched her closely, dull-olive gaze never straying.
Close enough to see the change in her eyes.
There was something.
And he wanted to know what it was.
LOOL KAHLI. I'D HUG YOU BUT YOU'D PROBABLY HIT ME. ;o;
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He couldn't help but trod just a tick more. In a graceful, sweeping motion, he bowed to her, pressing his forehead into the soft earth.
My utmost apologies, mi'lady. With all the dramatic flair of a stage actor, his head swept back up, skull sockets meeting her eyes. Though, almost as quickly as he had started, his exaggerated movements ended; his neck straightened, giving the appearance of a cocky teenager anticipating a possible challenge.
So what would you rather have me call you then, hn?
The tall charcoal doe grinned from under her mask; a sick, twisted smirk than distorted her entire face.
She cackled loudly, throwing her skull-covered cranium towards the sky.
Ah, hehe, I love playing games...
Let's see, let's see...
How about you call me.... your murderer?
The sleek fae cackled impossibly louder than before,
the high pitched tone chasing birds from the trees above.
She began circling the crimson stag, falling in closer each time she made another loop.
By her third lap, she was creeping dangerously close.
Oh lucky you, you've met me on a bad day, eheh.
She nipped his withers ever so lightly, more of a teasing and playful gesture than anything else.
Her sides were now brushing against his, but just barely.
She smiled; like a predator finding it's prey.
--
OMG SHE'S CRAZY.
IT'S OKAY YOUR STALKING MAKES ME FEEL LOVED. ;A;
His wild fur bristled along his neck and spine as his ears pinned back from her laughter, admitting to himself that he may have gotten more than what he bargained for.
Still, what fun was there in simply backing down?
He met her first words with a silent smirk.
A pleasure to make your acquaintance, merry Murderess. If you choose to call me by name, Oberon will do just fine. He followed her movements, his skin rippling just under the quick grip of her jaws; in turn, a tine gently skated its way along the side of her neck. His skin rippled again as their sides just skirted one another.
Two can play this game.
His tongue hadn't let up its sweetly sarcastic tone.
Oh, I am so sorry to hear that. Must be tough. His mind faltered a little at her smile, however; he grunted lowly in response.
The fact that she knew she wasn't getting to him;
well, it just riled her up even more.
As he returned her gestures more than welcomly,
the black fae pulled away roughly, hissing deeply as she did so.
Her voice took a terrifying turn the more she was provoked;
a deep, distorted noise seemed to emit from under her mask.
It completely contradicted her sleek appearance.
Blood-red eyes only got brighter as she stared at the crimson stag.
Oberon, eheheh... Ha.
She snarled like a savage, stalking closer at a painfully slow pace,
looking as if she was casually out on a stroll.
Her twisted smile said otherwise.
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OMG WHEN HE WALKED AWAY MID-FIGHT KAHLI ALMOST DIED LOOOL.
/LOVED ;U; <3
At first, he didn't pay her behaviour no mind. It wasn't until he heard the bizarre noise, and the way her voice and gestures seem to become more unstable that his mind began to race.
?!
Instinctively, he backed away from her, grunting loudly while shaking his head; demonstrating his antlers to her. Once there was considerable space between them, he continued to eye her warily. Wariness began to turn into fear-born anger however, as evident in his voice when he spoke again.
The fuck is your problem?
The buck was clearly distressed; that much was known.
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I WAS LOLING THE WHOLE TIME. HE JUST WALKS AWAY, AND SHE STARTS TWIGGING. LOL ;o;
The doe nuzzled her, and pulled her close to her. "Shh.. What happened? I'm here for you. I'll help you, darling.." She groomed the does back. When she was near the doe, she felt like being a sister for her. Always.
Oh, he wanted to say it; he wanted to jeer right back at her, to gain some of the edge he had just lost. But instinct prevailed, and instead, he backed up more, continuing to grunt and shake his head, tines slicing air like a knife cutting butter.
Keep the fuck away from me. He growled, his voice shaking with both fear and bridling anger.
He turned to trot from her, though he turned numerous times to see if she had followed.
I still need you to add me back on msn |:<
Ahfhgf, nevermind. I remember you saying you added me back (in the above comments lol *facepalm*). It's still showing just the name of your email though, and I can't re-add the same email again because msn is a jerk >:
[OH GOD, I'm so glad you knew
The fae followed to where his gaze had been
to a wilted tree in the distance.
She didn't have to lie to herself, she never did.
Kahli did it for her.
The fear she'd take over one day when he
was in her presence was haunting.
It would happen.
Opening up can be dangerous,
depending on how you do it.
How you go about it.
How could she give advice when
she could very seldom follow it herself?
You'll know soon.
I believe you already do.
She blinked, looking him straight in the eyes.
Crimson briefly flickered to black,
then back to red.
As if had never happened.
{LOOOL I read the updates on
-x-
Malikorin nodded in agreement with her words.
It could be dangerous. It usually was.
That's why he closed up again each time he was willing to open up.
It became too dangerous, too likely that it would hurt in some way at any time.
Not knowing the ideal time to open up is what stops me, I suppose.
I tend to try at the wrong times.
He turned to her when she spoke again.
How could...
Those blood-colored eyes flashed ink black for just a moment.
He knew it wasn't a trick of the mind.
And it caused him to wonder even while he spoke.
...I possibly know already?
By Leuvr ♥
(I don't mind at all! It
The doe's eyes flitted to the ground once she saw
the recognition in the stag's eyes.
He faltered when he spoke.
She could feel Kahli's presence pounding in the back of her skull again.
She chose to ignore her.
There is never a right or a wrong time,
others merely use this as an excuse.
Her tone wasn't accusing,
but it was obvious the assumption was pointed at him.
Eyes remained trained on the ground.
It's one of these things you just...
know.
Family is always a help.
Maybe dropping a hint to Requiem was a bad idea.
How would she know family was a help?
She had none of her own.
Psst, I hate to interrupt,
I looked a few days ago!
I added the MSN on Joro's bio, would that be it?
Yep. Maybe I'm having an
Tracking~
{All right! And ooh, it
By the way, I adore this song, so freaking much ♥}
-x-
The empty stag decided to let her finish speaking before bringing anything else up.
His ears flicked back and forth when she mentioned family.
His slit pupils constricted slightly.
And what makes you think my family would be of any help?
His tone was not harsh.
He sounded like he was thinking while speaking, and his gaze slowly drifting away from the white doe.
And then it returned to her crimson eyes.
You met Requiem, didn't you.
She wouldn't just assume that family could be helpful if she didn't have one herself, would she?
The only way she'd know would be if a meeting with one of his brothers had given her a reason to believe such words.
And if she had met Neiro, those words would have been the last thing she'd say.
Suspicion was hidden well within Malikorin.
What had Requiem said? The younger stag had a weak will especially when it came to does, and in Malik's view, the fear of knowing that bad things could happen if he told anyone too much was enough to ensure that Requiem wouldn't say anything that could betray their past.
His thoughts returned to the black doe with the same crimson eyes as Spirituelle.
Spirituelle... are you aware of a certain doe who has your eyes and is the opposite of you and yet, somehow, seems to be the same?
He assumed a lot, and knew there was a possibility the two does would have no connection whatsoever, but he had a feeling.
These feelings rarely misled him.
By Leuvr ♥
[Eeh, I love it.
She knew she'd spoken too soon;
too many words, too much meaning.
Too much.
It was just a mere suggestion, hm.
But then, Requiem's name came up.
And everything changed.
She maintained a stoic facade,
looking completely unfazed by the world around her.
She blinked, turned towards the grander stag.
I have met him yes,
but what does that have to do with what we are talking about?
Are you connecting our conversation to your brother, somehow?
That is rather unkind.
She frowned in false confusion,
tilting her head as she urged him for an answer.
Then something else was mentioned,
and she'd never felt Kahli's presence so much and so fast.
The fae could feel the other presence in her mind waiting for her answer,
smirking as she watched Spirituelle try to dig herself out of this mess.
A black doe? I think you're mistaken.
That's not me.
And it was the plain truth; Kahli was not her.
The fae had always had a way with playing with her words.
But still; there was a certain edge to her voice.
Hues the color of blood narrowed,
seeming darker, more vibrant than before.
She had indeed met with the
He has much to do with what we're talking about.
He is my family, after all.
Family that could possibly help me.
Requiem couldn't even talk to a doe without stammering.
How was he supposed to aid Malikorin with emotion?
The thought was almost amusing, but not enough to make the empty stag's muzzle struggle to smile.
I doubt he'd be able to do much at all.
Malikorin listened to her say the black doe was not her.
Mm, perhaps not you, but...
Do you know who I'm talking about?
He was curious to know who the doe was anyway. She had been so intent on his trees.
And he did want to know if she was connected in any way to Spirituelle.
The feeling lingered.
After he finished speaking he watched her closely, dull-olive gaze never straying.
Close enough to see the change in her eyes.
There was something.
And he wanted to know what it was.
By Leuvr ♥
(LOL sorry for suddenty
The way he talked about the smaller stag
was almost infuriating,
but she remained civilized.
Requiem is capable of a lot,
if you'd look past his exterior.
But then again, who am I to judge?
I don't really know either of you, I suppose.
There was plenty to interpret beneath
what she just said.
Because really, she didn't know them.
And they didn't know her.
And that's how it really was with everything in the forest.
Hm, I think I do.
I've heard she can be quite a terror yes?
Spirituelle smiled, amused.
Kahli flared up again, obviously thinking otherwise.
She remained as a dull, numbing pain in the back of the doe's skull.
Lurking dangerously close.
The thing with Kahli was, she'd destroy anything the other doe had.
And that meant relationships, too.
Because of course she knew who Spirituelle befriended;
she was always there afterall.
She is one to be ignored, I suppose.
She coughed, stammering slightly
as her eyes remained focused on the ground.
Meant to post this earlier;
The red stag that Kahli had been marking trees near/ran from was my Oberon, hn.
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You seem a bit edgy there, chick. What's your deal, I wonder.
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LOL this is the 3rd account I've tracked this bio with. I can't seem to get enough of this ROFL. O:
Hehe, I know. I lurked to
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Call me chick again,
and it will be the last thing you ever fucking say.
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LOL OMG IT IS AHAH.
Oop, Kahli is a little cranky after getting her butt kicked. :x
LOOL KAHLI. I'D HUG YOU BUT
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He couldn't help but trod just a tick more. In a graceful, sweeping motion, he bowed to her, pressing his forehead into the soft earth.
My utmost apologies, mi'lady. With all the dramatic flair of a stage actor, his head swept back up, skull sockets meeting her eyes. Though, almost as quickly as he had started, his exaggerated movements ended; his neck straightened, giving the appearance of a cocky teenager anticipating a possible challenge.
So what would you rather have me call you then, hn?
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I'M SUCH A STALKER, LOL. /BAWLS
The tall charcoal doe grinned
She cackled loudly, throwing her skull-covered cranium towards the sky.
Ah, hehe, I love playing games...
Let's see, let's see...
How about you call me.... your murderer?
The sleek fae cackled impossibly louder than before,
the high pitched tone chasing birds from the trees above.
She began circling the crimson stag, falling in closer each time she made another loop.
By her third lap, she was creeping dangerously close.
Oh lucky you, you've met me on a bad day, eheh.
She nipped his withers ever so lightly, more of a teasing and playful gesture than anything else.
Her sides were now brushing against his, but just barely.
She smiled; like a predator finding it's prey.
--
OMG SHE'S CRAZY.
IT'S OKAY YOUR STALKING MAKES ME FEEL LOVED. ;A;
His wild fur bristled along
Still, what fun was there in simply backing down?
He met her first words with a silent smirk.
A pleasure to make your acquaintance, merry Murderess. If you choose to call me by name, Oberon will do just fine. He followed her movements, his skin rippling just under the quick grip of her jaws; in turn, a tine gently skated its way along the side of her neck. His skin rippled again as their sides just skirted one another.
Two can play this game.
His tongue hadn't let up its sweetly sarcastic tone.
Oh, I am so sorry to hear that. Must be tough. His mind faltered a little at her smile, however; he grunted lowly in response.
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I LIKE CRAZY THOUGH.
/SENDSMORELOVE <333 ;o;
The fact that she knew she
well, it just riled her up even more.
As he returned her gestures more than welcomly,
the black fae pulled away roughly, hissing deeply as she did so.
Her voice took a terrifying turn the more she was provoked;
a deep, distorted noise seemed to emit from under her mask.
It completely contradicted her sleek appearance.
Blood-red eyes only got brighter as she stared at the crimson stag.
Oberon, eheheh...
Ha.
She snarled like a savage, stalking closer at a painfully slow pace,
looking as if she was casually out on a stroll.
Her twisted smile said otherwise.
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OMG WHEN HE WALKED AWAY MID-FIGHT KAHLI ALMOST DIED LOOOL.
/LOVED ;U; <3
"Spirituelle? Is.. Is that
At first, he didn't pay her
?!
Instinctively, he backed away from her, grunting loudly while shaking his head; demonstrating his antlers to her. Once there was considerable space between them, he continued to eye her warily. Wariness began to turn into fear-born anger however, as evident in his voice when he spoke again.
The fuck is your problem?
The buck was clearly distressed; that much was known.
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I WAS LOLING THE WHOLE TIME. HE JUST WALKS AWAY, AND SHE STARTS TWIGGING. LOL ;o;
<3!
Nopje - The porcelain fae
The porcelain fae emerged from the shadows,
a look of sorrow on her face.
Oh, Waarhijd, I'm so sorry...
I promise you that wasn't me.
(<3!)
—
The fear she craved had shown itself at last,
and once again the beast was full blown confident.
She sniggered, shrieking with laughter,
clucking her tongue like a scolding mother.
Oh, you stupid brute,
didn't I tell you...?
Didn't I fucking tell you?
And as moments past, sanity seemed to slip away —
she was like a ticking time bomb.
A crumbling empire.
And she smiled once again,
deep pools of burning crimson blazing from under her mask.
(OMG I WAS DYING, I'VE NEVER LOL'D SO MUCH WHILE IN-FOREST. HE WAS LIKE, "FUQ DA POLICE" AND WALKED AWAY SDFGHJFD)
The doe nuzzled her, and
Elle's adorable. I love her
Tracking this if I haven't before...o:
Ah, I think you have. :> Your
Your deer is adorable, had to sit with her after lurking her bio. <3
I always forget what I've
Darn lurkers..! It's nice to have company. ^^
Ohmy the CSS is gorgeous.
I wiiish my css skills were that good. I truly love her bio so much. :3
Eheh, thank you so much!
♥
tracking this too (:
Ah, thank you. :>
I need to stop being so lazy.
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Quit the clucking, hen. You're not my mother.
Oh, he wanted to say it; he wanted to jeer right back at her, to gain some of the edge he had just lost. But instinct prevailed, and instead, he backed up more, continuing to grunt and shake his head, tines slicing air like a knife cutting butter.
Keep the fuck away from me. He growled, his voice shaking with both fear and bridling anger.
He turned to trot from her, though he turned numerous times to see if she had followed.
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"CAN'T TOUCH 'DIS, FOOL. /BOUNCES"
That was so much fun though, ROFL. <3
Hmmm, what sweety...
The red doe with her is actually Eskil, my WIP character. ~
Avatar & signature by Shimmyshimmy. ♥
I was wondering who that was!
Lung - Omg, I'm SO lazy when
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Maybe he wanted to sneer back
or even at least attempt to rip right through her,
but he must of thought better of himself.
Because he didn't.
The the stag's jaws rattled with the words he threw at her,
both anger and maybe even fear evident in his tone.
The beast chuckled once more,
feeling as though she'd never been more amused.
You stupid brute,
if you had never made such a mess in the first place,
you wouldn't have ended up in the middle of it, hm?
Feeling utterly empowered,
she stalked forward at an agonizingly slow place as he trotted away.
Not enough to follow,
but enough to tease.
Stay safe.
The fae's haunting voice called from the shadows of the trees,
laced with mockery as she let out another high-pitched cackle.
Content with how things turned out,
she turned and embarked towards her own corner of the forest.
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LOLOMG THIS RP IS THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF WHAT HAPPENED IN FOREST.
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Oh wow, this screenshot is so
- adds it on Eskil's bio -
Avatar & signature by Shimmyshimmy. ♥
I still need you to add me
I still need you to add me back on msn |:<Ahfhgf, nevermind. I remember you saying you added me back (in the above comments lol *facepalm*). It's still showing just the name of your email though, and I can't re-add the same email again because msn is a jerk >:
Laiia - Ahah, it's no
jala - asdfghgfds omg I haven't been on MSN all week, doing that now! ♥ I won't stop trying until it works. :v
GET ON THERE-*shove* Maybe
Maybe you typed my msn wrong when you added it, I'm not sure.
It won't let me add you again
right?
this.scarlet.train |:
...o I'm stupid.
I'm stupid.
Oh my god, am I? Am I going
Oh yes, I am. Stalking. With a 4th account. I'm all over this place. :>
/feelssuperstalkeryomfglol
OMG YOUR STALKERNESS = LOVE
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♥!
Quote:KAHLI'S FORM.
Hey, do you know you made my day, for some reason ? ♥
Kahli is similar to some of my personality, haha ! 8D -shot-
Avatar & signature by Shimmyshimmy. ♥
OMG, LOL. Asshole
Asshole personalities ftw. ♥
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Track (:
Thank you! :>