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Plotting blog

March 28, 2010 - 5:47pm — Verycrazygirl
NO TRACKING, NO COMMENTING
D8!
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Whispers Diary 28/3/10

March 28, 2010 - 5:02pm — Willet
Where to start!? Well I met a new deer...he's.. really nice...and smart. He comforts me verey well..better then others have ever. Have I fallen for a boy with dark blue hiar!? Have I lost my heart the way I once feared..but now I think should be revired. I'm A question to the world not an anwser to you...I'll never be what you want me to be. I stand here on my own...cause im not here. I want a moment to be real to touch things i can't feel.. I want to hold on and feel like I belong! How can the world want me to change!? I'm am who I am..I was who I was..now im just me..I've changed for the forest but now...they can't tell me who to be cause im not who they see!! There words are just whispers and lies that I'll never bealeave!!

With love and questions...
Whisper
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Fffffrfggghhrre

March 28, 2010 - 8:26am — Batman
This is not TEF related, please ignore if you want TEF things.


- Under the split is a rant about not fixing your pets -

Wild Thing...Diary Entry#2

March 28, 2010 - 7:29am — WildThing

I am currently back for the second time in this forest...(online)




Real Deer Mask, Wistling Antlers, Butterfly Pelt..

Real Deer Mask, Wistling Antlers, Butterfly Pelt..







....These creatures don't seem to understand that I don't want their attention. A fawn came close to me. I panicked and ran as far from it as I could. It kept on following...Those little creatures never cease to amaze of how much energy they have. I got tired, of course after running all over the forest.
It finally gave up and went to play with the others. Mine head hurts....too many deer, too much noise. What is this? I do not enjoy my second visit in this place. The female creatures seem nicer then the male ones... I wonder if I'll ever get anywhere to the meaning close by any of these things...."




Wild Things.... can never be tamed. I am still working on this character of mine...no, in fact i dont consider it a character. I consider Wild Thing my "mind" if you will. Im still trying to figure out how to get it close to the others: I want to get it close to others and try to communicate but it seems all we ever do is observe.... That is all I can really say about Wild Thing for now.

Happy Birthday Captain Shitard

March 28, 2010 - 5:59am — Vagrantcy












Please, visitors, listen to the song. Then I think you can understand the picture.
There are no words.



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I feel so stupid

March 28, 2010 - 5:02am — Batman
Nyaa, I have so many questions about the game (not really though... hahah)

But I am so confused and would think it would be easier to have one person to ask sometimes... when I have questions. I don't want to flood my questions on the board... I'd feel rude Sad

Aahhh.

Why do none of my friends like TEF? ;___;

Sigh.

Well, the only thing I'm really wondering now is if you can make the screen for TEF smaller. Or minimize it somehow. Because sometimes I want to post here but... I can't because TEF is up. But I don't wanna close TEF. And I know some people say they are on TEF and on here at the same time @_@;;;
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Guiding Iaurdagnire Home...

March 28, 2010 - 1:41am — Pegasicorn
Uncropped screenshots ahead (at about 800x600 pixels in size each).
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Antics 3-1 to 26-10 [image heavy]

March 28, 2010 - 1:36am — Pegasicorn
It's that time again, people!
Where Pega smacks herself for letting her screenshots build up.
Yaaaay. 8D;
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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The Diary of Seed, 3-26-10

March 27, 2010 - 1:22am — Seed

We stand on grey rocks, clad in grey fog. We call. We form ribbons of dance and circles of leaping bodies. We send drifting clouds of mist into the air on our outstretched voices. We are particles around the rocks and waves on top of them, trying to form a beacon of our name-lights. We call out with love in the edges of our voices. We call him with the swaying of our bodies, the beating of our hooves. We call him with bright strands of eerie, backwards music. We call him in a great cluster of friends and acquaintences, his family and his lover. We call him because we must; We call him because it is right; We call him because we want to see our giant back. We gather together, lift our heads to the sky, and call him. We call to see him home.


((Yeah, it's totally premature, but it came to me so here it is. I'll add more if there's more to add.))
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If The crow can chase the butter fly..then what can the butter fly chase?

March 26, 2010 - 1:25am — Willet
Im not the first butterfly i'm the second...and im not a butterfly cause im pretty or gracefull or even cause like them...im the butterfly cause im weak and scared and im hard to chatch. Some say "You could get anyone to love you if you tryed"! But my heart says back "No you can't". I'v tryed to find love but I'v only found more questions..and still no anwsers. My love is much diffrent then youres cause I have no clue who I could possiabely ever want..I guess creative and nice with an open mind...but still self reliant and independent. Is love any thing Like that rave...who chased the butterfly and caught her...but im not a her and im not a raven. I hope that some day I can understand why my love is for ...a man.

With..love..

Whisper
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